#ash you’re a grown ass adult

[bratzforchris]

No Tricks, Only Treats

Summary ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆: Luke knows just how to treat you when you have to miss out on your favorite Halloween party of the year<3

Pairing: Luke x feminine reader

Warnings: Smut, oral (f receiving), marking, protected p in v, blasphemy (oh god, etc.), a bit/mention of a role-play scenario, sex while reader is sick, fluffy ending

Word Count: 2.1k (exactly!)

Note: Happy Halloween everyone! Whether or not you celebrate, I hope you have a lovely day <3 Also, I know the photo technically isn't Halloween, but I wanted Luke to look somewhat nurselike for the purpose of this fic >.<

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“There’s no way I’m going to that party, Y/N.” Luke mumbled, snuggling beside you on the couch as he pulled a fluffy, white throw blanket over both of you. 

“You…” You paused to let out a chesty cough. “You have to, Lu. You’ve never missed an Ash Halloween party.”

“You’re sick, I’m not leaving you alone.” Luke hummed, laying his mop of curly, blond hair on your shoulder. 

“I'm not that sick, babe.” You sniffled. 

“Your fever was 102 earlier!” he protested. 

You curled into Luke’s side, coughing roughly again. You felt beyond awful, but you weren’t going to tell Luke that. He had never missed one of Ashton’s Halloween parties since he’d known him and you weren’t letting him now. Your boyfriend held you closer, allowing you to wallow against his chest, before laying your head on his stomach as Luke reclined against the couch. 

“I’ll be fine. You have fun.” You insisted. 

“So, if I check your temperature you’ll be fine?” Luke asked, raising his brow and searching your eyes, worrying clouding his typically bright blue ones. 

“Mhm,” You put on a brave face. “I’m an adult, Luke. I can care for myself.” You giggled. 

“I just worry,” the blond caressed your cheek. “You’re warm.”

“Luke,” You said firmly, your throat croaking. “Don’t make me drag you to that party myself.”

Luke pouted his lips, snuggling you closer to him. He ran a hand up and down your back, smiling softly as he heard sleepy noises falling from your lips. “Fine. I’ll go for an hour. Deal?” he smiled. 

“Deal!” You smirked, knowing you had won him over. “Go get changed into your costume!” 

Luke rolled his eyes playfully. “The party isn’t until nine. I’m staying right here and snuggling you until eight-thirty.”

You sighed, wrapping your arms around him and closing your eyes. “Y’know what? I’m okay with that.” You smiled sleepily. 

Luke held you closer, trying to keep you warm because of how awfully you were shivering from the fever. You let out a few barking coughs before closing your eyes and relaxing, knowing Luke would keep you safe no matter what. Your boyfriend hummed a soft, nonsensical tune until you fell asleep, caressing your hair with his lips. 

The next time you woke, it was to Luke picking you up and carrying you to your master suite. It had grown dark outside and the heat inside the house had kicked on, making you even more sleepy. You relaxed into Luke’s bridal-style hold as he carried you up the stairs and into the room, tucking you softly into your king sized bed. 

“Mmmmm Luke,” You mumbled tiredly. “Come snuggle.”

“I’m getting ready to leave, hun,” he said, fussing with something on your bedside table. “Do you want me to stay here?”

You snapped out of your sleepy trance when you heard what Luke said. You sat up and blinked your eyes sleepily, watching him bustle around the bedroom. You smirked when you watched your boyfriend pull the nurse costume out that you’d bought him earlier in the month. You had originally planned on being a doctor/nurse duo, but now, it appeared Luke would be a solo nurse. 

“You’re a hot nurse.” You giggled, coughing into a tissue. 

Luke wiggled into the teal scrubs, shaking his ass playfully. “You know it,” Your boyfriend came around to your side of the bed, laying on top of you to calm you down. “Are you sure you’ll be okay alone?”

You nodded, running a hand through his blond curls. “I promise, bub. Go have fun with Ash.”

Luke stood up off the bed and wrapped the costume stethoscope around his neck. He planted a kiss on your forehead with an exaggerated ‘mwah!’. “I’ll be back around ten, okay? There’s medicine, a water bottle, and a thermos of soup on your bedside table.” he smiled. 

“Thank you, baby,” You smiled and sniffled. “Now go have fun.”

The blond nodded, picking Petunia up and setting her on the bed with you. “Here’s a present; it’s a piggy.” he giggled, kissing you once more and slipping out of the room. 

You curled into Petunia’s soft, warm fur as you heard Luke pull out of the driveway. As much as you would have longed for Luke to stay with you, you knew he needed to go have fun. Besides, you were pretty content to lay in your cozy nest of blankets and pillows, watching Halloween specials and eating chicken noodle soup. You heard the wind howling the trees outside as rain splattered against the window. It was the perfect Halloween setting, you thought to yourself as you coughed sleepily. 

–

“I’m home, baby.” You heard Luke whisper as he laid his warm, plump lips against your feverish forehead. 

“Mmmm, hi Lu,” You whispered, rubbing your eyes. “Have fun?”

“I did, but it wasn’t the same without you.” Luke hummed, sitting beside you on the bed. 

“You’re too sweet,” You giggled, sitting up and putting your glasses on. “Damn, it’s already eleven?” You asked, letting out a barking cough as you reached for a tissue, glancing at your phone. 

“How long have you been asleep, hun?” Your boyfriend asked, beginning to take his costume off. 

“Since like, just after you left?” You said, more like a question. “I don’t really know, honestly.” You shrugged sheepishly. 

“Awwww, baby.” he pouted. 

“Wait!” You said when he reached to take off the scrubs costume. “Don’t take it off yet. I think you’re a hot nurse.”

“Even when you’re sick you’re still horny.” Luke laughed. 

You blushed, which wasn’t hard to do because of your already-red cheeks. Luke obliged your request, leaving the costume on and laying down with you on the bed, pulling into the little spoon. You blushed as you felt Luke’s soft stomach against your back and his dick that was beginning to harden at your words against your ass. He hummed softly, trying to relax you as he felt you wheeze against his chest. 

“Maybe I am.” You shrugged innocently.  

Luke laughed, rolling so that you were straddling him. “You know what they say the best cure for a cold is, right?” he asked, cheekily holding your ass in both his hands. 

“Cold medicine?” You joked. 

“Mmmmm,” Luke pulled you into him, starting to make out with you. “Don’t be a brat.”

You blushed and giggled, but pulled away from him. “You’re gonna get sick, Lu.”

“I don’t care,” he said with a lopsided smile. “It was bound to happen anyway. Just let me take care of you. I’ll be your nurse.”

You rolled your eyes, but kissed Luke again. “Fine. Be a good nurse and take care of me.”

The blond kissed you back again, his tongue meeting yours almost like a soft “hello”. He moved once again so that he was now topping you. “Arms up.”

You did as Luke asked, allowing him to pull off your Nightmare Before Christmas pajama shirt. He slowly trailed kisses down your cheek, before beginning to softly suckle on your neck, leaving hickeys that slowly trailed from the sweet spot behind your ear and down your neck, moving to leave them on your chest and tummy. Once he had left a small, soft hickey at your waistband, Luke looked up at you with blue eyes full of earnestness. 

“May I?” he asked, hooking a thumb around the waistband. 

You nodded, already feeling better with Luke’s electric touch. “Please do.”

Your boyfriend slid your pajama pants off, smirking when he realized you weren’t wearing any panties underneath. “Awww, already ready for me to take care of you?”

You whined, wiggling and arching your back against the sheets. You let out a cough, and Luke quickly began to hold your boobs in his hands, massaging softly. “For the cough.” he winked. 

“Feels so good.” You moaned out, your voice croaking a bit.

Luke left a kiss on both of your breasts, before moving down to your bare thighs. He slowly spread them, planting a kiss on each leg, slowly starting to leave kisses against your already damp slit. You gasped as the blond slowly licked over your clit, entangling your fingers in his curls. 

“Oh my god.” You whimpered, letting out a sneeze. 

Your boyfriend didn’t even give you a warning before he began to eat you out. His tongue was running across your folds and clit as he tapped out a rhythm on your electric spot, making you gasp out and clench your thighs around his neck. Your walls were already beginning to clench at the sensation of Luke’s beautiful tongue in and on you and despite your sickness, you already felt close to climaxing. 

“Luke, I’m close.” You whined, tugging slightly on his hair. 

The blond didn’t even answer. He just kept stimulating your sensitive spots with his tongue and his fingers until you had no choice but to let go. You came on Luke’s face, to which he lifted his head with a smile, wiping his eyes and nose with the hem of his teal scrub shirt. 

“You are such a good fuckin’ girl. Even when you’re sick.” he said, kissing you roughly.

You smiled, sneezing again. “Only for you…and your dick.” You giggled. 

“Is that asking for my cock, baby?” Luke smirked. 

You nodded sweetly, fluttering your lashes. “Please?”

“Well, as a nurse it is my job to make you comfortable so…” Luke chuckled, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the floor. 

He moved to pull a condom out of his bedside table, practically tearing his pants off and rolling the rubber onto his throbbing dick that was begging for stimulation. Luke lined himself up with your hole, looking down at you. 

“Are you okay?” he asked, checking in. “Don’t wanna push you too hard since you’re sick, princess.” 

“I’m fine. It’s making me feel better. Oh god, just fuck me.” You whined. 

“Someone’s eager.” he chuckled. 

You pulled yourself closer to Luke as he slid his tip inside of you, making you gasp out. “So fucking big.”

That must’ve fueled Luke’s ego, for he immediately slammed inside of you, bucking his hips against you. You were so wet that he didn’t even need to lube up. He just began to ride you fast and hard, moaning loudly himself. You were already so sensitive from your first orgasm that you felt close again within the first two minutes of Luke fucking you. 

“Close again,” You moaned, beginning to grip his back. “Makin’ me feel good.”

Luke thrusted into you roughly, making you both yell out at the same time. Something about the way he was grinding into you was unlike anything you had felt before. Your sickness had completely disappeared from your mind. All you were thinking about now was Luke’s enormous cock inside of you and how good it felt. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Luke speak, his voice husky. 

“Do it, baby. Cum all over my dick. Cum with me on the count of three.” Luke started and then began counting. 

As soon as he reached “three”, you both released, riding out your highs together as the sounds of sex filled your bedroom. Luke slowly slid out of you, panting heavily as he pulled the condom off, tying it off and throwing it in the trash can beside the bed. 

“You’re such a good girl. I had a great time,” he hummed, bringing you into him as he laid down beside you. “Feeling okay?”

You nodded, snuggling into Luke’s side as you caught your breath. “You were right. Sex is the best medicine.” You giggled. 

“I told you. No tricks, only treats.” Luke laughed. 

You swatted his bare shoulder gently, pulling the comforter over your naked bodies. “Please, no more corny Halloween jokes.”

“But they’re funny.” he fake pouted. 

“No, Luke. They’re not.” You giggled, coughing again. 

“They are!”

“Are not.” 

Luke rolled on top of you, leaving kisses all over your face as he began to tickle you. “You summoned the tickle monster, babe.”

You yelped out playfully, wiggling in Luke’s grasp. “Help!”

The blond left one last kiss on you, before relaxing and pulling you into him once more. “Happy Halloween, Princess Y/N. I hope you feel better.” he said sweetly, rolling to turn off the lamp. 

You blushed, hiding your face in Luke’s chest. Even after two years of dating, you still got butterflies when Luke called you princess. You loved him more than anything in the world and you knew he felt the same. “Happy Halloween, Nurse Luke.” You chuckled. 

#luke hemmings #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemmings fanfiction #luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings x reader #lrh #michael clifford imagines #michael 5 seconds of summer #michael clifford smut #michael clifford #michael 5sos #mgc #calum hood imagines #calum hood fanfic #calum hood #calum 5sos #calum hood fluff #calum hood smut #cth #ashton irwin #ashton irwin x reader #ashton imagine #ashton irwin smut #ashton irwin imagines #ashton irwin fanfic #afi #5sos #luke 5sos #5 seconds of summer #5sos fanfic

[enemy-to-the-state]

me: *has ordered from starbucks by myself on many occasions and sometimes i even end up ordering for other people because i anticipated those situations ahead of time and was able to perform the task*

me: *thinks that walking into starbucks this time, my dad will order, and thus i don’t mentally prepare for it*

my dad: ok, ash, take my card and order

me, brain going immediately static: there’s coffee at home

#and he’s like #ash you’re a grown ass adult #you can order #and i’m like #yeah i can #but only if i have prepared ahead of time #even if i know what i want rn #that doesn’t mean i can suddenly switch in my mind #bc i was not going to order before #coffee #starbucks #neurdivergence #neurodivergent #nd #autism #undiagnosed mental illness #undiagnosed autism #meme #funny

[heeracha]

## sleeping > study. — k. sunoo

content/warning(s): non-idol!sunoo x tsundere!reader, teasing each other, student au, fluffy bcs hehe

wc: 0.5k

note: i know i said i want gamer!sunoo, but,,,,, i still do but i suddenly just HBSFJHBFDHJ

sunoo smiles widely, eyes going crescent moon as his cheeks become fluffier. he covers the marker with the lid, pushing it close as the satisfying sound of the click was heard. sunoo turns his head, smile dropping as he looks at you. you were there, right beside him, head resting on your palm with your elbow on the table as you look at him with no expression.

“babe, when i asked you on a study date, this is not what i have in mind.” you say and sunoo just purses his lips into a thin line. you look at the whiteboard behind you, where sunoo’s attention was for the whole time you were studying. there, you see a doodle in the middle with the words sunoo + y/n inside a heart. you look back at him and he just doesn’t move, eyes still on you as if he was a five year old being scolded for not studying.

you sigh, turning to him as you put the book in front to cover your face from his view. and then, you let out the smile that you were trying to resist. you are so.. smitten. of course, you can’t look at him without smiling. “baby, let’s get out of here.” sunoo whispers and you look at him as you bring down the book and the man is pouting as he looks at you. “please?”

“you’re..” you sigh, cutting yourself off. “kim sunoo, you’re a grown ass adult. act like it.”

sunoo lightly laughs, knowing you don’t mean it and it was just your teasing nature. at the first few months that you two went out, you would tease him a lot and he would look at you, rolling his eyes. well, actually, up until now, you two are still like that. acting as if you don’t like each other in public, but when the curtains close, you two are probably the cheesiest couple that would make everyone cringe.

“one hour?” you offer and he smiles, nodding as he lets you study your coursework peacefully.. for a few minutes. exactly after ten minutes he let you be, you feel a weight on your lap and you look down, seeing sunoo sitting on the ground, under the table with his head on your lap, eyes closed. “dear god, i don’t have a boyfriend. i have a child.” you whine quietly as you close your eyes, pinching the bridge of your nose.

you suddenly feel sunoo squeezing your side, making you flinch as it was where you’re very ticklish. it was probably for saying that he was your child. the librarian looks your way and you look in a different direction, hiding your head behind your book. “you’re so going to be sorry for that.” you mumble and sunoo only hums, wrapping his arms around your waist.

you grab the chair that sunoo previously sat on, putting sunoo’s bag there as you put the chair to hide sunoo from other eyes. “you feel comfy? won’t your back hurt?” you ask and sunoo shakes his head making you hum. you put a hand on his hair, playing with it lightly as you study your courseworks.

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#i waNT A SUNOO #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #sunoo imagines #sunoo scenarios #sunoo reactions #sunoo fluff #sunoo soft hours #sunoo x reader

[dreamnorn]

My birthday is coming up and since I'm kind of bummed that I'll be (physically) alone, let's have some indulgent wrightworth birthday headcanons! Because if Capcom won't give us official birthdates, I'll do it myself.

Phoenix Wright:

I love the idea that he was born on March 20th because it's the first day of spring. Like a phoenix will rise from the ashes, flowers will rise from the snow. There are better, greener times moving forward even after enduring the darkness and cold. Symbolism, baby!

Little Phoenix would hand-draw cards inviting his friends to his birthday party, often including colorful illustrations of them having fun and hanging out. Sadly, he never got the chance to invite Miles to one; they became friends in April and DL-6 was in December of that same year.

You could never go wrong with gifting him art supplies. Gel pens, paints, modeling clay, and even cookbooks for kids were received with a great deal of joy because he loved to create!

(He'd still be thrilled by art supplies through college and beyond, just with a more adult skew.)

As an adult, if you were to ask him what he wanted, his response would basically be No Thoughts Head Empty. Phoenix is pretty content with what he has, and it's always been the thought that counts with him, anyway. At this point, he prefers the experience of spending time with people he loves to any gifted objects.

When it's the birthday of someone he cares about, though... oh, boy. He will find out what you want. You can't stop him from doing his best to get you something close, even if he can't always afford it. That man's gonna make you feel so fucking loved.

His ultimate sign of birthday appreciation is if he makes you a birthday cake. From scratch. Hand-frosted and decorated.

Every year, even when Miles is away after the events of DL-6, Phoenix would make a little birthday cake for him to celebrate. He probably admits this to Miles after they get together. Miles calls him a huge dork (and is right) but would ultimately find it touching.

Miles Edgeworth:

I don't know why, but I really like the idea of his birthday being on November 7th. It's autumn and the days have grown short and cold, but the leaves are red and the air is as sharp as his wit. That time of year gives such a Miles energy, man.

Little Miles was often too shy to have official birthday parties, but Larry and Phoenix threw him a surprise one on the year they were all friends. Miles was so happy and flustered that he cried.

As if you need to ask what to get Miles. Signal Samurai shit when he's young, Steel Samurai shit when he's older and still very much into kid's cartoons. (Which is highkey so goddamn valid.)

(He'll always insist he wants practical things "instead." He's not entirely wrong, but if you got him something practical and nerdy like a Steel Samurai pen, god knows he'll use it at work and cut anyone who questions him with his Edgeworth Glare.)

Miles' favorite gift as an adult, though, is pretty much on par with Phoenix's. He just wants to spend a nice, quiet day with people he loves, especially after he gets the stick out of his ass (affectionate).

When it's the birthday of someone he cares about, money is no object. He'll request a list and will get you just about all the physical things you want somehow, as long as it's legal and not too crazy.

His ultimate sign of birthday appreciation is to be present. It's one thing for him to drop off his gifts and run. It's another thing for him to spend the day with you.

Every year, he'll get Phoenix a small token of his affections (most often wearable things, like a brooch or a bracelet) and spend the whole day with him. Phoenix will always wear them every year on his birthday, but doesn't realize it was an effort to flirt until well after they're together. Miles has to admit it to him, and now it's Phoenix's turn to call him a huge dork and kiss his cheek. It's sweet and they're in love.

Feel free to add birthday headcanons of your own if you're interested! I'd love to see them. Otherwise, enjoy. c:

#Ace Attorney #wrightworth #narumitsu #Phoenix Wright #Miles Edgeworth #headcanons #birthdays #god help me #I should be grocery shopping to make myself my birthday cake #thus spake Dreamnorn

[cellsshapedlikestars]

day 1: costumes

For the @fyeahjonandsansa 31 days of Jonsa event, day 1. Prompt: costumes.

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“I'm Hugh Hefner!”

Theon stands with his feet set apart and his arms spread wide to show off his costume – or, lack thereof. Really just black pants and a red robe and a captain's hat.

“Classy,” Arya drawls with a roll of her eyes. “I desperately need another drink.” She's dressed like Ash Ketchum and the Pikachu doll pinned to her shoulder tilts violently as she whirls around and walks off.

It only takes about five seconds for Jon to regret not going with her. He can barely handle Theon on a normal day – Theon on Halloween dressed like Hugh Hefner? That's a level he was not prepared for.

He should've known, though, when Theon invited them all to his mansion for a party. Ever since his dad died two years ago and left Theon the house, it's been nonstop parties despite the fact that they are very much out of college and have actual jobs and adult responsibilities. This is the first party Jon's been to in ages, and he already regrets it.

“Creative,” Theon snorts, giving Jon's costume a once over. “The whole point of Halloween is to be something you're not,” he continues in a tone, like he's talking to a child.

“I am,” Jon argues. “My costume is a radiologist,” he points at the little x-ray pinned to his white lab coat.

“Ok?”

“In real life I'm an oncologist,” Jon explains. Theon stares at him. Maybe he doesn't get it? Maybe he needs to explain the difference between radiologists and oncologists.

“How do you ever get laid?” Theon asks, completely serious. Before Jon can answer, Theon leans in towards him conspiratorially. “Speaking of, I heard Sansa was coming dressed like a bunny.” He leans back and waggles his eyebrows and then gestures down at his costume. “We'll be matching, get it?”

Something ugly twists low in Jon's stomach and he takes a sip of his beer so that he doesn't do something stupid like punch Theon in the face over Sansa's honor. First of all, Jon has no actual business defending her honor and second, he's pretty sure she'd be pissed at him for it. He remembers how annoyed she used to get whenever Robb would go into Big Brother mode around her boyfriends. (And that's all he is to Sansa – just Robb's friend. A pseudo big brother.)

That ugly feeling stays with him for the next half hour as he waits for Sansa to arrive (he may or may not have subtly asked Arya when she was getting here. He may or may not have ignored Arya's quirked eyebrow.)

“Sansa's here,” Arya nudges him in the side and Jon's heart does that dumb little leap that it does every time he sees her or even hears her name. Then Arya snorts out a laugh and says, “I can't believe she did it.”

“Did what?” Jon asks, but then he notices her. Well, what he notices first are the floppy ears, but then his eyes travel down to the giant, shapeless rabbit onesie she's wearing. “She's a bunny,” he hears himself say, like an idiot, and he can't help it when he starts grinning.

“Theon was being real gross asking her what her costume was gonna be,” Arya is clearly very amused by it all.

Jon almost – almost – says something incredibly stupid like god I love her, but he manages to not. She's just Robb's little sister, that's all. Definitely not the girl of his dreams.

Nope.

Definitely not.

“Sansa!” Arya calls over the crowd of people and Jon's heart does that flip again as she turns and smiles brilliantly at them and makes her way over.

“People I know!” she sighs when she gets to them.

“I like your costume,” Jon blurts out, like an idiot. Sansa turns to him and he watches her cheeks flush red under her nose-and-whisker face paint.

“I like yours,” she says, and points at the little x-ray.

“I'm a radiologist.”

She smiles at him and he can barely hear the party over his pounding heart. “That's funny.”

“It's really not,” Arya cuts in dryly, looking between them. “You two are ridiculous. How did you get through med school?” she directs the last part at Jon with a shake of her head. “I'm gonna go find Gendry, I cannot watch you two flirt terribly and make googly eyes at each other all night.”

Arya walks off with a wave goodbye.

“So where do I get one of those?” Sansa points at his drink, obviously deciding to ignore Arya.

“Uh, kitchen.” Sansa stares at him expectantly and it take him a moment to continue, “I'll show you?”

She nods and he leads to her to the kitchen, a little confused, because he knows she's been here before. She knows where it is.

“Can you make me a vodka lemonade?” she asks when they're in the kitchen and Jon has battled his way over to the counter with the drinks and mixers. “You always make the best drinks.”

He's not sure that's true, but he starts to make her one anyway, trying to ignore how close she's standing because of the other guests crowded into the kitchen. How many people does Theon know?

“Do you think Theon will be disappointed I'm not a sexy bunny?”

Jon almost says I still think you're sexy, but he stops himself and instead says, “Theon's an ass.”

“I don't know why Robb's still friends with him,” Sansa agrees. “I'd say he has terrible taste in friends, but that's not always true.”

Jon's heart does that stutter thing, he can feel her eyes on him. (He is a grown man. He has a PhD. He needs to get himself together.)

“I may not have thought this costume through, though,” she continues.

“Why's that?” he forces himself to say as he pours vodka, then lemonade into one of the plastic cups.

“It felt fine when I was outside, but in here it's really hot,” she looks around at the crowd. Then she leans in so that her lips are right near his ear and Jon freezes, hand tight around the lemonade bottle. “And it's not like I can take it off,” she whispers, “I'm not wearing anything under this.”

Jon's fairly sure he stops breathing, and then he hears her giggle and when he finally turns to look at her, she's got a satisfied little smile on her face, though she's also blushing quite furiously.

“All done?” she asks, making her eyes go wide and innocent, and she takes her drink from his hand and takes a sip. “Perfect.”

“You're perfect,” he blurts out, and for a moment her eyes widen, her lips part in a little O of surprise.

Then she smiles, brilliant and utterly perfect.

#jonsa #jonsa fic #31daysofjonsa #31daysofjonsa2021

[justkending]

Moral of The Story. Chapter One.

Summary: Marrying too young out of highschool leads to a naive and failed marriage. Now 10 years later, word comes that the divorce was never actually completed. Bucky and Y/N have to come back together after all these years to settle what wasn’t all those years back. Passive attitudes, miscommunicated endings, and reminiscing of an old love all comes back for the two.

Pairing: Bucky x Y/N

Word Count: 2600+

A/N: Ok, here is the first chapter! If you have not already listened to the song that evoked this idea from my imagination land, I suggest giving it a go! Moral of the Story by Ashe. I’m excited for you guys to see what this story brings and I really hope I do it justice! As always, comments and thoughts are welcome as they help me grow as a writer and let me see what you guys notice:) ENJOY MY LOVES!!! <3

(The posting will be once every other day until I have finished the series. If I finish early, I will post an update once a day:)

Read the Prologue here first!

Chapter One:

"You already got the flight?" Nat asked, perched on Y/N's couch as she ran around frantically packing. "Don't you have a huge meeting next week with that new business? What was it called? Bee's Knees?"

"Yes, but it's not until Monday evening. I highly doubt I will be there longer than a weekend to sign a few divorce papers. I'm planning on coming back early that afternoon, so I shouldn't miss it," she answered, not even stopping to look at her as she ran through the rooms and bathroom in the apartment.

"How soon did you book that flight?"

"As soon as I hung up the phone with Murdock," Y/N sighed. Nat sent her a questioning look not knowing that name. "New lawyer. The guy who took over for the sleazeball known as Justin Hammer," she rolled her eyes.

"Right," Nat nodded. "So, are you staying at your dad's house?"

"I would take my dad's house over my mom and Jerry's any day. You know this," Y/N paused in her actions, sending her a bitch face.

"I know. Just didn't know if you'd be all fancy and rent a hotel room to escape the smothering that is bound to happen from good ol' Mr. Y/L/N," Nat grinned.

"It's been so long since I've seen him not via facetime. And we both know that's barely seeing him as he doesn't know where the camera is even after a hundred calls," she laughed.

"Parents. Either they're technologically challenged or know how to work it better than us. Never in between and it's weird." Nat watched as Y/N froze in her stance and looked lost trying to think of something else to pack. Deciding she needed a distraction, Nat changed the subject some. "Hey, did you get Melody to go on that date tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Y/N answered proudly. "I know your aunt wants grandbabies from her daughter, but that girl just needs a night on the town more than anything. She's in her early 20's and holes herself up at the office almost more than I do, and I'm the boss."

"Cousin's got my work ethic. What can I say?" Nat shrugged smugly.

"Well, she needs to get your spirit in living some too."

"Touche," Nat pointed. "I need to have Yelena take her out. She's the real party sister out of us two."

"That is true. How she's able to party for 48 hours straight and still wake up at 8 am for mimosas, blows my mind," Y/N commented on Natasha's younger sister. "She's only a few years older than Melody, right?"

"Yeah, Yelena is 24, and Melody is 22. They were best of friends growing up, but once they got to high school, they kinda went different routes about life. Lana, the party gal, and Mel the studious bookworm."

"I'm not surprised by either of those," Y/N shook her head before collapsing next to Nat on the couch. A loud breath and sigh escaped her body.

Nat watched as her mind escaped back to the original issue at hand.

"What's going on in that brain of yours, Y/N/N?" she said, softly touching her shoulder. "Not that I don't already know, but maybe letting it out will help unscramble those thoughts."

Y/N lazily rolled her head to the redhead next to her.

"How is he?" she asked.

Nat was a part of their friend group from middle school through high school. She kept up with all of them still, whereas Y/N kept up with all of them except one.

"I actually haven't talked to him in a while. Steve on the other hand..." Nat nodded. "From that source, it sounds like Barnes is just as surprised and freaked out as you."

"He's freaked out?" Y/N asked, a hint of interest peeking out.

"Who wouldn't be? You get a call from a lawyer saying your marriage is still intact after 9 years of breaking it off, I would be freaked out too."

"He deserves it. I hope he's just as freaked out as me, if not more," she responded bitterly, crossing her arms across her chest like a pouting child.

"Y/N," Nat sighed.

"No. Don't. Don't defend him to me, it's pointless," she put up a hand. "I know you're still friends with him, but you guys still don't understand the pain that that man brought on me."

"He fought for you, Y/N. He didn't mean-," Nat countered.

"Again, you're wasting your breath. Defending him now does nothing to change the past," she said stubbornly, getting back up and carrying on with her packing. "You can still take me to the airport tomorrow, right?"

Her best friend wanted to keep pushing, knowing she had harbored this heartbreak for too long. Sure what had happened between them sucked and was a horrible chapter of their lives, but neither made an effort to talk it out and understand the other's side of the story. Faults of being young, immature, and not knowing how to handle a grown-up decision.

"Yes, I'll pick you up at work at 10. Flights at 11:25, right?"

"Yes, and you know California traffic. That will probably get me there 10 minutes before my gate closes. I had to get an early flight though because that time difference is going to kick my ass. It'll be close to 5:30 in my head and 8:30 there by the time I land... " Y/N huffed, rolling her bag to the front door for tomorrow. "You mind taking this tonight and keeping it in your car for now? That way I don't have to lug it to work?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll grab it on my way out. But we're still having a girl's night, right?"

Y/N laughed some before going to the kitchen to grab beers. "I Survived is already recorded and ready for us."

___________________

"Shit man... When's the last time you talked to her?" Steve asked, sitting across from his best friend in the chair diagonal from the couch, leaning forward on his knees after listening to the new news.

"Since I was supposedly signing our divorce papers. And even then, we didn't really talk. She sat there quietly straight-faced until it was signed and then rushed out the doors," Bucky sighed, still trying to wrap his head around the situation. "She was out of the state within the next hour."

Steve nodded before falling back into the single seat.

"So, do you guys have to see each other again, or is it one of those situations where you can sign separately?"

"I don't know. I just got off the phone. All I know up to this second is that Y/N and I have been married for the past 9 years without knowing it," Bucky said somewhat harshly. Steve didn't flinch at the tone knowing it wasn't directed at him. "I'm sorry. I-I just can't wrap my mind around this."

"It's ok. This is crazy shit, Buck," Steve waved off. There was a long pause before Steve decided to ask the question he was sure anyone would want to know. "Do you want to see her?"

Bucky slowly looked over to the blonde. God, he had been asking himself that question for the past 10 minutes himself.

On one end, yes. He wondered where she was now in life. How she was doing. What accomplishments he knew she would be making. He knew a few small things just by the whispers and small talk of her with their shared friend group that he still hung out with, but a majority of the time, they didn't bring her up around him. They knew what it did to him.

On the other end, he never thought about facing her again. I mean maybe for the year after their divorce, but when he never heard anything back from her all those times he still tried to reach out and she blocked him on almost all forms of social media, he gave up any hope of them falling back into good terms again. He hated it, but he wasn't going to push her when she clearly hated his guts.

And honestly, he deserved it. His young, stupid, college self was not a smart guy when it came to relationships. Even ones that had been there from the beginning of time practically.

Yet again, she wasn't perfect either. She made some mistakes of her own that pushed him to act the way he had.

"Hey, you both are older and more mature now. I'm sure you if you guys do have to see each other again, you can handle it like adults," Steve reassured, seeing Bucky's face turn to a soft frown. "Ok, so she may be a little stubborn..."

"A little?"

"Ok, a lot. But she's older now. She's not the 19-year-old girl that you remember," Steve defended.

"I believe that but I'm sure she still holds a grudge that is very, very, very, very-," Bucky was going to go on about 10 more very's before ending with BIG, but Steve cut him off.

"You don't know that," Steve shook his head.

"Really? Because usually when you no longer hold a grudge against someone, you might just reach out to that person and reconnect possibly," Bucky argued. "I mean that's what mature people do, right?"

"Not always..."

"So she's either not mature or still just as stubborn. Hell, for all we know, both," Bucky shrugged, pursing his lips.

"If you go into this with that mindset, nothing good is going to come out of it." Steve pointed an eyebrow at him.

Bucky rolled his eyes not replying to Steve. He knew he was right, but he was still bitter after all these years about how Y/N handled the situation. Sure, he messed up, but she had to. Yet she made him into this big bad wolf that was at 100% fault in the downfall of their relationship. It made him feel like shit, and though he tried to make amends knowing he did some fucked up things, she acted like she was Miss Perfect and didn't do anything wrong the entire time.

Damn, even after all this time, it still lit a fire in his chest with annoyance and hurt.

"When's the meeting?" Steve once again interrupted his thoughts.

"I guess Saturday morning. They said they were coming in on their off hours to fix up a few cases they found like ours," Bucky answered.

"How many cases were there?"

"Eh, I think he said it was single digits, but there were a shit ton of other cases in different areas that were worse off. The divorce ones are a small number compared to those."

"Damn. That sucks for all the couples who got a call today then," Steve huffed, running a hand down his face.

"Yeah, you're telling me..."

"Hey, we were going out with Wanda and Vis tonight. You still up for that, or...?" Steve stood up.

Bucky looked back at the beer on the coffee table and then at the TV still playing I Survived stories quietly in the background.

"You know what? I'm going to need a stronger drink than an IPA to get me to sleep tonight," Bucky nodded, standing and wiping his hands on his jeans before walking to his room.

"Looks like I'm the DD tonight then..." Steve sighed.

___________

"Vis," Wanda motioned to her fiance as he came back from the bar. "Nat just texted."

"About what? How is she?" Vis smiled as he sat next to her with Sam across from him. Sam tagged along at the last second since his other plans got canceled.

"She's good, but it's not about her," Wanda waved off, still reading whatever lengthy text was sent her way.

"Wow, that looks like a novel," Vis noticed with wide eyes as he looked over her shoulder.

"Wait 'til you hear what it's about." 

Sam shook his head as he took a sip of the beer Vis had brought over.

After reading the rest of the text out loud from where she had left off, everyone at the table looked at each other with shock ridden faces.

"They're still married?" Vis said softly as if it was a secret.

"Apparently..." Wanda nodded with wide eyes.

"So that Hammer guy was a sham?" Sam questioned.

"I told her not to go to him. He had some shady hole in the wall kind of establishment," Wanda chided. "But she said they needed something cheap and fast. She hated his guts and wanted it out of it then and there. Plus, they were 19. They didn't have much money anyway."

"Why didn't they just ask their parents for help?" Sam questioned. "Isn't Y/N's mom loaded?"

"Yes, but she refused to help her. She said it was her own fault for getting married so young and that she had warned her. Told her she had to get out of the mess on her own," Wanda answered.

"What about her dad?" Vis jumped in.

"Bucky and her dad were close. She was off in Colorado for school and didn't want to put her dad through that or make him have to help her in cutting him off. Bucky was like the son he never had and they were bonded at the hip. No matter how much Y/N hated Bucky, she wasn't going to ruin or take away his relationship with her father. That would have been cruel, and Y/N is anything but that."

"Weren't Bucky's and Y/N's dad's best friends?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, they were old-time war buddies. They're the reason Bucky and Y/N had known each other since birth. But Bucky's dad died when he was about 13, and Y/N's dad, Thomas, kinda took him under his wing. Growing up a teenage boy without a father figure messes with you, and Bucky was on the edge of a bad path after losing his father."

"He's still rather close with Thomas, but I'm sure Y/N doesn't know that. Unless Thomas has said something, and with how everything came to an end for the two, I'm sure he doesn't bring it up knowing how tender of a subject Bucky is to her," Vis added.

"Makes sense..." Sam nodded. "I only knew you all from the start of college, so I'm still a little lost in all the beginning stuff."

"All good. It's complicated with those two. Their past and upbringing are so interconnected with the other, it makes their downfall all the more intense and messy," Wanda sighed. "God, if this is the news, he's going to be a wreck tonight..." She looked up worriedly at her fiance who shared the same concerns.

"It could go two ways. Either he comes in all solemn and says three words all night, or Steve's going to be the DD and he's waking up with a head-busting hangover," Sam noted with a small grin at the thought. "I'm going to go with the latter though."

"Poor guy," Wanda sighed, taking a drink with a sad face. Ever the sympathetic one.

"We'll be here to listen if he wants to talk. If not, we act like we have no idea and don't bring it up," Vision spoke up, throwing his arm over her and running his hand up and down her shoulder.

"I'm going to tease him still most likely," Sam shrugged nonchalantly. Wanda sent him a warning glare. "Fine, mama bear! I'll be nice... Until he starts making a fool of himself." He added the last part quietly.

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about the DreamSMP fandom and Banana Fish.

!!Mild spoilers for BF included but nothing major!!

so i need to rant :)

recently on Tiktok and Twitter ive noticed several “DreamnotFound” shippers comparing George and Dream’s role play characters to Ash and Eiji. Specifically, to the scene in episode 21 where Eiji hugs Ash in the alleyway.

I’m not sure if the original poster had even seen Banana Fish, or if they did they took this scene out of MAJOR context: this isn’t a “omg i missed you so much and now you’re out of prison”, literally MINUTES before this scene in BF occurred, Ash was violently assaulted and r4ped, hence why his clothes were all torn and he was shaking. Eiji was trying to comfort him.

Secondly, constantly comparing and crossing Banana Fish over to the DSMP fandom is dangerous. Banana Fish is an extremely disturbing and emotionally heavy series. I really don’t recommend it for anyone under 16. It has tons of triggers throughout the series, notably r@pe, ass4ult, child p0rn, human/s3x traff!ck!ng, hum4n experimentation, drugs, needles, graphic depictions of gang violence, de@th, t0rture, abvse of all kinds, mental health facilities, eating d!sorders, PTSD, su!c!de, gvn violence, and many more.

Knowing from my interactions with the DSMP fandom, many fans tend to be under the age of 13-14. Letting young kids see this shit could be dangerous for their mental health. I know grown-ass adults who couldn’t even stomach Banana Fish because of how traumatizing it can be, whether you’ve been through the aforementioned experiences or have no idea that they do happen in the real world. I know kids under 13 know about topics like r4pe and mvrd3r, but it still could be damaging to their mental health to witness those things through a graphic depiction.

Hell, I’m 17, and don’t really cry over media a lot. Maybe once or twice through the course of an entire series. I was full on sobbing over several episodes in Banana Fish and had to take mental breaks. The last episode made me cry myself sick, something I’ve only done during a few of my worst mental breakdowns :)

TL;DR - dear DreamSMP fandom, stop comparing DreamnotFound to Ash and Eiji. Leave Banana Fish out of this, because you’re potentially going to traumatize a bunch of kids if they get their hands the series. Banana Fish is very emotionally mature, heavy, and serious — and can’t be compared to a MineCraft roleplay.

#banana fish #dream mcyt #dream smp #dreamnotfound #ash lynx #eiji okumura #asheiji #seriously stop comparing the two #thanks for coming to my ted talk #rant #dnf #im dead serious #stop it

[hillariat]

Bubbline fanfic rec list

I did it. I made a master rec list of good Bubbline fanfics. Will keep updating this until I leave the fandom.

Grouped by setting (eg. Highschool AU, AT universe, Family AU etc.) in alphabetical order. They’re all romantic bubbline unless stated otherwise. This is a living document so I’ll be updating it every now and then with new fics and stuff. For any questions, changes or additions, please feel free to pm me on reddit/tumblr @hillariat

*SMUT = A significant portion of the fic is dedicated to SMUT

*some SMUT= A part of the fic has explicit smut, but it isn't a major part of the story

*UwU=personal faves

calamitous love

Author: lexaproeighty

Setting: Astronaut AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 1,173

Tags: Fluff, emotionally stupid PB.

Summary: Author’s summary: bonnie's in her feelings. oh, and about to go into space.

what was missing

Author: spookyscaryskeletons (Buttons15)

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 8,678

Tags: Fluff, emotionally constipated PB.

Summary: Honestly the most solid, canon compliant take on their relationship. I loved this shit and half my headcanons are from here.

Author’s summary: In which Bonnie has feelings, she does, but feelings are hard and complicated and she rather ignore them until they punch her in the face.

Let you Lead

Author: purplebutterflies

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 1,225

Tags: Fluff, Mild comedy,Marceline being an idiot

Summary: Marceline being a useless gay and Bonnie taking the lead. Writing gets better after the inciting incident, trust me.

After UwU

Author: 61wisampa

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 23,888

Tags: Major character death, Grieving, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Moving On, Friendship

Summary: This shit be an intense feels trip yo. Like an "I stayed up ‘til 6am" kind of intense. I had to reread this fic twice in order to emotionally process everything. It definitely isn't your average bubbline angst.

Author’s summary: It was hard, having someone similar yet different. It kept Marceline stuck walking along the line that prevented her from moving on.

Everybody Knows Your Name

Author: Sunshine18

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 8,671

Tags: Exes, Discussion of past abuse, past Ash being an asshole, pre-bubbline

Summary: Solid exploration of PB and Marcy as exes and how they started becoming "civil" post breakup. References to major events in early AT and how PB and Marcy were affected. Can be read independently of “Contact” even though it is a sequel of that.

Bitter Sugar UwU

Author: QueenOfTheRevue (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Discontinued | 72,000

Tags: Political drama, Arranged marriage, Political Conspiracy, fantasy

Summary:The plot's so intense it deserves to be in a goddamn Kdrama. Literally never read anything else like it in the fandom. A well done, intense drama set in a unique  political landscape. Hybrid democratic monarchies, Age old conspiracies, fandom references, Marceline in military uniform, c'mon just read it!.

Musicology series

Author: CountingWithTurkeys

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 625,723 (as of 06/02/2021) 

Tags: Canon compliant, angst, fluff, mindfuckery, sociopathic people, some SMUT

Summary: Set in a possible but not probable AT universe. Darker and heavier overall tone. It's the kind of fic that will give your brain a workout. Dysfunctional Bubbline that becomes healthier. Solid portrayal of dysfunction with a believable interpretation of PB and Marcy

VR

Author: deltau

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 7,004

Tags: Fluff, SMUT, virtual reality, shapeshifting

Summary: Bonnie gets her VR machine working and the couple delves into the realm of Marcy's mind. Bonnie makes some pleasant discoveries and afterwards they have some fun time. 

Our perfect disease

Author: JupiterDelphinus

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 112,000

Tags: Non-chronological, anthology, some SMUT, fluff, hurt/comfort, canon divergent

Summary: Past, present and future scenes from the pair. Tone and ratings (G to EXPLICIT) vary according to the chapter. Each chapter is a self contained narrative that helps build the overarching Bubbline story. Very cute, very uwu feels.

Apples after Midnight series

Author: Xekstrin

Setting: AT universe

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 18,565

Tags: SMUT, feels, fluff

Summary: Starts off smutty but then has a lot of feels. Has a legitimate exes romance plot.

The One Where There's No Gunther

Author: ijemanja (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: Coffee Shop AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 8,899

Tags: Comedy, Fluff

Summary: Has very good AT-esque dialogue.I can actually imagine the characters saying the lines.

Author's summary: All are welcome at the Coffee Kingdom, even pain in the ass vampire queens. (No Ice Kings, though.)

Double Sugar, Extra Whip

Author: amphitrite

Setting: Coffee Shop AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 4,067

Tags: College, Fluff

Summary: Classic coffee shop AU. Think a Vanilla latte. You know what you're getting

Palpitations

Author: ValhallaKoala

Setting: Coffee Shop AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 6,298

Tags: Comedy, College, Adorable af

Summary: Author's summary: Black coffee tastes just as good as a caramel macchiato, right? Right!?

Or

Bonnibel is socially inept and makes some questionable decisions.

Viscosity UwU

Author: The Denominator

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 9,049

Tags: Feels, non-chronological, sexual references

Summary: College AU but definitely not a classic college AU. It's one of a kind, makes you feel

C's get degrees

Author: megapidgeots

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 102,550

Tags: Comedy, fluff, feels, just college roomies getting along

Summary: Classic College AU, you get what you see. 

Author's summary: Bonnie has just started her first year of University, and finds she has a mostly neutral-verging-on-hesitantly-positive opinion of her new roommate, Marceline.

Cliché

Author: Abadeerly (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 67,493 (06/02/2021)

Tags: Comedy, fluff

Summary:College AU but you try to cram as many tropes in as possible. It's fun

Five.

Author: Abadeerly (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 7,883 

Tags: Fluff

Author’s summary:The other woman hesitated, eyes doing that thing where they narrowed and seemingly judged Bonnibel for existing, and then she sighed. “I don’t hate you,” She murmured and Bonnibel felt a weird feeling of what felt like relief come over her.

Escort

Author: breeeliss

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 21,058

Tags: SMUT, sexual tension, teasing, build up

Summary: Marcy is a tease and Bonnie is a thot.

Show and Tell

Author: Abadeerly (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 1,527 (as of 06/02/2021)

Tags: soon to be SMUT, Camgirl, toys, strong sexual references

Summary: Character interactions (so far) are adorable and endearing. Really makes you ship them

Entry 38 UwU

Author: deltau

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 5,969

Tags: SMUT, sad feels, strap-on, car sex

Summary: Smut and sad feels

Happy Birthday, Kitten

Author: Abadeerly (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: College Party AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 3,030

Tags: SMUT, car sex, praise kink, Top! Bonnie

Summary: Cop Bonnie and Party girl Marcy. That is all. Come get your Top! Bonnie smut

Coincidence

Author: mellish

Setting: College AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 5,932

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Break up, Sad ending

Summary: “It’s like holding a test tube and not knowing what’s inside it, not knowing how much damage will be done if it breaks apart.” Traces their relationship from beginning to end. Has my fave ending line of all fics on this list.

Groupies Wanna Get Fucked

Author: Abadeerly (on both Ao3 and FFN)

Setting: Concert, human AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 4,973

Tags: SMUT

Summary: Author's summary: Bonnibel's NOT a groupie. Except, she is because this is smut. Enjoy! :)

Chemistry

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Concert, human AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 2,784

Tags: First meeting

Summary: Very cute character interaction. Short and sweet.

40 Weeks

Author: Plesiosaur

Setting: Family AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 221,000

Tags: Pregnancy, Cavity inducing fluff, Slice of life, sexual references

Summary: Domestic grown adult bubbline? Check. Hella extra know it all Bonnie? Check. Snarky Marcy? Check. Some deep feels and backstory? Check. Tooth rotting bubbline fluff? Check. Why the hell aren't you reading this?? This story is really good, starts slow but really picks up after like chapter 12

Pray for the Preacher's daughter UwU

Author: reliquiaen (Ao3) / ArcaFeretory (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 232,197

Tags: Slow burn

Summary:THE fic for the Bubbline fandom. Its the fic that everyone knows and recommends and for good reason. Strong execution of the Punk x Goody two shoes formula.Just... read it if you’d read HS AUs

Anonymous UwU

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 229,681 (as of 27/03/2021)

Tags: Slow burn, fluff, TW for abuse

Summary:The second coming of Pray for the preacher's daughter. JK. Seriously though it's a good slow burn with quality that is as good, if not better than, Pray for the preacher's daughter. The bubbline duo in this fic are just,, pure. So pure I can feel the cavities. Also the author updates every week (as of 6/02/2021)

High School Confidential

Author: gloss

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 1,085

Tags: Fluff, Flirting

Summary: Marceline never gets too attached to one place or person. In fact, it's probably for the best because her family constantly moves from place to place like nomads. She might stick around this time though. Cute interactions and flirting.

Variants

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 4,918

Tags: Fluff

Author’s summary:Every species has its variants. Bonnie's just trying to figure out which ones are good and which ones are bad.

A love like war

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 433,715 

Tags: Slow burn

Summary: Bonnie moves from New York to some tiny af town in the middle of nowhere. She is not happy.

Different UwU

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Discontinued | 25,022

Tags: Cavity inducing sweet Fluff, Autism, discrimination

Summary: Very sweet and fluffy. Like an I will need to go to the dentist level fluff. Characterisation is a bit OOC but it's a very well written piece. I would send this to people who aren't in the fandom and say it's an original piece. It's that good.It ends off in a good place too.

Tourniquet

Author: alizarin_scribbles

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 7,883 

Tags: Mutual Pining, Angst, Sad ending

Summary: Star crossed lovers that were so close.

Author’s summary: How they were now was normal enough, not too intimate or indifferent in any respect. Back then, their relations simply didn't have any room for change. Now, Bonnie couldn't help but wonder exactly how such casual acquaintanceship had led to the ghostlike fire currently trickling through her veins.

Glandular Fever

Author: reliquiaen (Ao3) / ArcaFeretory (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete |3,740

Tags: Comedy, Fluff

Summary: Author's summary: In which I bundled all the awkward situations I could into a oneshot... and then made them worse.

the secret admirer

Author: laurenjauregui (Ao3) / we4retheincrowd (FFN)

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete |4,724

Tags: Fluff, tooth rotting fluff, Bonnie being a disaster, Marceline being soft

Summary: Author’s summary: #ohsconfession220: To the girl who always hangs out in the library with the red hair and round glasses and freckles i think you’re the cutest person i’ve ever seen pls date me

Bonnie has a secret admirer... and she kind of hates it.

Will You Sign My Cast?

Author: bigpinkbaguette

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing |22,122

Tags: Angst, slowburn, childhood friends, enemies to lovers

Summary: The slow burn that hurts so, so much. Otherwise known as Bonnie is too emotionally constipated to deal with the baggage she has with Marceline.

Slacker

Author: CandiedSweets

Setting: Highschool AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing |36,806

Tags: Fluff, angst, Bonnie being the most useful gay ever, Useless gay Marceline

Summary: *gasps, a multi-chapter high school AU that isn't a slowburn?! Yep you heard right!

Author’s summary: Marceline’s missed a few days of school and a certain pink haired classmate brings her the work she’s missed, but accidentally finds out something about her in the process.

Bass Guitars and Grandad's Ashes

Author: LastOneFromHometown

Setting: Road trip AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 41,448 (as of 27/03/2021)

Tags: Comedy, feels, trippy af, slight angst

Summary: Somehow makes even a funeral comedic. Has a very wild and funny charm to it whilst still having moments of feels. Trippy af, really has some AT vibes in it. Fun read.

Hooligans on the Highway

Author: Valverbek

Setting: Road trip AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 13,123 (as of 27/03/2021)

Tags: Comedy, fluff, established relationship

Summary: A lighthearted and fun read about the gang going on a road trip for Finn’s 21st. Cute & chaotic vibes.

Slaughterhouse UwU

Author: Plesiosaur

Setting: Serial Killer AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 6,846

Tags: Murder, police, gore

Summary: Who'd be the best match for our beloved serial killer? Why, another psycho of course. One of my personal favorites

The Prolific Works of the Arctic Butcher

Author: HaveFunStormingTheCastle

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Ongoing | 40,627 (as of 27/03/2021)

Tags: angst, feels, exes, murder mystery,serial killer, slow burn, reunions 

Summary: Bonnibel is the mayor of Kingdom city. When seemingly unconnected and unsolved murders begin popping up left and right, Bonnie starts doing her own investigations, believing that there may be more than meets the eye. Somehow that brings her on a collision course with Marceline, successful rockstar extraordinaire and her ex. Circumstances force them both to examine their shared past and revisit the destruction they each left in their wake as they investigate a sinister killer with seemingly devious intentions for them both.

There she is (Or what to do when your ex is back in town)

Author: durantesknight

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 11,586

Tags: Exes, feels

Summary: A fascinating translation of the Bubbline relationship into a modern setting. This shit legit got me feeling.

Author's summary: Its been seven years since the last time Bonnie and Marceline saw each other, things weren't okay back then, they're not better now.

40 Weeks prequel series (can be read independently of each other and 40 weeks) :

Author: Plesiosaur

Setting: Working adults AU

1)This Could Be The Start Of Something

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 8,214

Tags: Graduation, first meeting, mild homophobia, anaphylaxis

Summary:Marceline and Jake crash a graduation party for free drinks. An ambulance was called.

2)To Fall, Gently And Otherwise

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 4,628

Tags: Fluff

Author's summary: Set between chapters one and two of This Could Be The Start Of Something. After three years of sharing an apartment Marceline really should know better than to take Jake's date advice.

3)Counterpoint

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 3,065

Tags: Hurt/comfort, intellectual rivalry, differing opinions on alternative medicine, historical character death, feels

Author's summary: Even the most perfect couples can clash when they believe in fundamentally different things. But is Bonnie ready to swallow her pride and apologize even when she thinks she's in the right?

First and Last

Author: Plesiosaur

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 15,351

Tags: hurt/comfort, feels, family, repressed gay

Summary: Just....intense feels

Orion

Author: NightBearrors

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 8,750

Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, feels, exes, ambiguous end

Summary: Their reunion was like a tangent, colliding once only to depart again.

Dough

Author: ArrowOvis

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 1707

Tags: angst, feels, exes, implied rape

Summary: Author summary: Dough can be a lot of things - wet, dry, fluffy, flat, pre-mixed, under-mixed...a lot. But most importantly, it can be shaped into something it wasn't before. Whether that is a good or a bad thing, only time can tell.

Alternatively titled: Bonnibel Buchman got screwed over and doesn't deal with it well.

Stripped

Author: Asharyn

Setting: Working adults AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 14,708

Tags: Fluff, some SMUT

Summary: Where Bonnie be whipped for Marcy. And vice versa. Honestly, just fluff and smut stripper AU.

End Of The World

Author: Plesiosaur

Setting: Zombie Apocalypse AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 3,465

Tags: Death, Gore, feels

Summary: zombie apocalypse AUs are basically non-existent for this ship, so here's a good one.

Experiments

Author: spookyscaryskeletons (Buttons15)

Setting: Zombie Apocalypse AU

Status | Wordcount: Complete | 9,194

Tags: Death, Gore, feels,angst

Summary: If you’ve ever wanted to read a zombie AU written by an actual doctor this is it. It's good. Set in The Last of Us (TLOU) universe though you can go into this without knowing anything about TLOU and still have a good experience. 

#bubbline #princess bubblegum #marceline #adventure time #fanfic #fanfic rec

[dragonsareourfuture]

Light Yagami/GN! L’s Sibling!Reader — Protector

⚠️Warnings: Unhealthy relationships, manipulation, reader experiences grief, major character death, open ending.

requested by @darkrose33 ! sorry this took so long, I mostly finished writing it and then changed ideas halfway through, so I rewrote it all lol. I could not think of a way that the dynamic and story line that was requested could work in the context of a healthy relationship, so this isn't exactly a happy or romantic oneshot. I wanted to make this as realistic to Light's motivations and character as I could. I apologize if this isn’t what you wanted but you can always request something else if you would like :)

For as long as you can remember, your big brother was the person you looked up to the most. He was the brains, the one who had no trouble with the academics but every ounce of trouble with the social aspect of life. He wasn’t one to care what people thought about him socially, which in turn allowed him to behave however he wanted. He was an expert at leaving a room silent and stunned with just his words because of his lack of filter, telling only the brutal, honest truth when necessary. You couldn’t help but admire L Lawliet more than anything else in the world.

And because you held such admiration for the boy, you appointed yourself to be the role of his protector. Some kid called him a weirdo behind his back? Not to worry, with a little persuasion you can get them to apologize. He’s feeling overworked and you overhear one of the adults talking about a pile of paperwork they are about to drop off to L’s room? Huh, it seems that paperwork somehow ended up in the fireplace, nothing but a pile of ashes left of it. How strange. However you could protect him, you took on that challenge, even if it was simply being in the same room as him for emotional support. If you knew he needed to consume at least one vegetable that week, you were there to deliver, even if you had to hide it in a piece of cake. Whatever you could do, you did. Some told you that was what made you two so interesting – he was the brains, and you were the brawn, but you both needed each other to balance out. Like Yin and Yang.

So imagine your despair when, quite suddenly, L didn’t need you anymore. He was solving more cases, gaining in fame as the world’s greatest detective in his mere teenage years. He would, undoubtedly, need more protection than little ol’ you could provide once professional criminals found the desire to seek him out and kill him. And of course you wanted him to be safe, wanted him to thrive in the occupation that he excelled at, but…you missed your big brother with all of your heart. Not a day went by that you didn’t wish you could bring L his lunch or defend his honor out in the kickball field when some kid wouldn’t shut their big fat mouth. You missed those days.

You heard about the Kira case and how it was kicking everyone on the task force’s ass, including L’s. It only made you wish you could be there more. You kept up on the news, though. It was just about the only thing you could do. You tried to distract yourself with your own studies, but it was difficult to even try when you knew you could never in your wildest imagination come close to rising above your big brother.

You kept reminding yourself that you were grown now. You were fully capable of making a life for yourself that didn’t involve L – that didn’t include worrying about him every few moments. So you worked however pointless it may have seemed. You cooked, you did chores, even started taking up odd jobs to complete during the little free time you would have spent sleeping if you weren’t prone to dreams about the danger L could be in. Every moment in life was spent trying not to worry…only for you to realize that you had every right to worry all along.

The news itself was not particularly surprising. L and every single one of his runners up had to write out their will in advance – about a decade early. Death was to be expected in that line of work.

You had since moved out of Wammy’s house officially, but always stuck around to do the gardening, occasionally the cooking as well. Also the cleaning…you were basically the Wammy house maid, but you were grateful for the distractions.

When the news came, you were in the middle of planting a batch of bulbs you had bought at the store the previous day – white lilies. You had nearly passed them by in favor of a more colorful flower, but when your eyes caught the lack of pigment of the fully grown lily on the packaging, you couldn’t help but be reminded of your big brother’s pale as bone skin. You had chuckled at the memory, blinked away a few rising tears, and plucked the bulbs from the shelf. Now, with about half of the bulbs buried under the soil and half waiting to be planted, you listened to Roger’s words grow increasingly louder the closer he came to where you sat crouched in the dirt. You wished you hadn’t listened, though. For he only brought you sorrow.

It wasn’t that you didn’t believe Roger when he had come to tell you of your brother’s passing, it was simply that it was near impossible for you to imagine a world without the eccentric boy you’d grown up alongside. Sure, you’d been separated for some time now, but you’d grown used to knowing that even if he wasn’t with you, he was still somewhere fighting for the justice he believed in. To be told that he suddenly wasn’t in this world anymore…? You had to see it for yourself. So, despite Roger’s warnings, you ran inside and booked a flight to Japan as soon as you could. In your blind panic, you must have trampled the remaining bulbs you had yet to give life to.

…

The flight was stressful, the landing equally so. The drive to the task force building – torture. By the time you made it out of the car and through the doors of the task force building, you swore your throat was closing up. A glass of water was offered to you and, gratefully accepting the offer, you glugged the water down in a matter of seconds before someone else was offering you a seat.

You sat, pulling your legs up and curling them in. The chair was then pushed into place at a table and the man who offered it to you…placed a hand on your shoulder…?

You jolted, the empty cup in your hands almost toppling out of your grip.

“I’m sorry…! I should have asked first. My apologies…and my condolences.”

He appeared younger than everyone else around you. Young enough to be just about your age. His apologetic smile shone down on you like a beacon of light in the dark and dreary times you had seemingly been trapped in for so long. After that thought, you had stared in disbelief when he told you his name. Light. Fitting, you thought.

Light placed a hand onto the chair next to you, looking at you as if for permission. You nodded vaguely, hoping to convey your silent gratitude for him being so considerate. It wasn’t as if no one else had been this kind to you since hearing about the news, it was more so that you got the sense Light actually cared rather than simply spouting out the usual ‘I’m sorry’s you’re supposed to when someone experiences a loss. His words were not empty; they were full of life and intent. What that intent was, you didn’t know, but you wanted to keep feeling it over the usual hollow atmosphere you and your brother grew up in. So, before you knew it, you were spending hours at a time talking with Light Yagami, the very man who would be taking over the Kira case since your brother’s death.

It was indeed shocking to you how someone so young, even young in comparison to L, could lead an entire investigation. Granted, he had the rest of the task force by his side, but after only one day of observing their dynamic, you could feel the disconnection between them. Light was multiple steps ahead of them; there was no question about it. At times you got the sense he was keeping things from them. But, then again, you were almost certain L had done the same thing while he was leading them. It was difficult to blame someone so intelligent when they wanted to save time and not explain to everyone what their plan is, but lead them all like sheep. It would be faster that way, easier too.

With that final thought, the pedestal you were putting Light on became visible to you. But it couldn’t be a bad thing. It was normal for you to look up to your brother, yes? With Light, it was a different sensation altogether, but the same idea. You admired him, and you couldn’t see the harm in that when he was rubbing your back in comforting circles as you cried, talking to you and telling stories when you wanted to focus on something else. He was helping you, and because he wanted to, no less.

…

It was a strange sensation to wake up and have everyone you know suddenly become cautious around you, treating you like glass that would break if they said the wrong thing. After just a few minutes of this, you knew exactly what day it was. It somewhat startled you, your brother’s funeral being so soon. You wondered if the date had been pushed up, but no. You had simply been…distracted. In a good way, that is. When you first arrived in Japan, you thought that nothing but dread would accompany your visit. You had no clue how you would make it through the couple of days leading up to the funeral, how you would occupy your time. Sightseeing felt disrespectful. Besides, how could you appreciate fine architecture or lush greenery with such a weight in your heart, spreading throughout your body like a disease? What you hadn’t expected was to find someone who seemingly made everything more bearable. Someone who made the days pass faster.

This special someone helped you into your outfit – all black, casual yet put together. Light was gentle with you that day. Not skittish or cautious like the others were, but soft and loving. He would touch you, hands on your shoulders and a brush of his fingers through your hair every now and then, but it would be feather light and comforting all the same. He knew exactly how to make you feel noticed and cared for, but not in the least bit overwhelmed with affection – a perfect medium.

Driving to the graveyard was not as stressful as your initial drive from the airport. You originally suspected this was the case because you had time to accept the reality of it all; you were able to let the information ferment and sink in. But, as you got steadily closer to your destination and all the grief you had avoided for the last few days began to bubble to the surface of your mind, you realized this was not the case. What you had time to do was ignore the truth, become distracted as you always did. It had always been your way of dealing with your own problems. It was L’s problems you could face head on. But anything personal to you? No sir. You desperately wished you’d taken the time to develop a better coping mechanism as the car pulled into the small patch of asphalt among a sea of grass and graves.

You hadn’t even realized how fast you were breathing until Light clasped your hand, his free hand reaching to turn your head to face him directly. “Are you okay? Can you hear me?” You nodded. “Good. Now, I want you to take slower, deeper breaths, alright?” you nodded again and followed his instructions – in then out at a slow pace, inhaling as deeply as you could before blowing the air from your mouth. You squeezed Light’s hand and sent him a weary smile when you had gathered your wits.

The fresh air did you good as you stepped out of the car, shoes crunching in the loose grains of asphalt and soon gliding through blades of grass. You started to calm down, internally congratulating yourself for not freaking out with each step. This was the continued routine until the gravestone came into view. The task force was heading toward it, so no doubt it was L’S. It was marked by a fairly large, golden cross that reflected the setting sun like a mirror. You ducked your head, pretending that it was indeed the sun in your eyes that caused you to stop and cover your face. You waved for Light to go on ahead and assured him you would meet him there in a bit. You were absolutely sure no one bought your excuse, but they still respected your wishes and left you behind to gather around your brother’s grave while you turned your back to it.

You walked back to the car almost on autopilot. You could barely see, so you trained your eyes on the ground as tears freely flowed down your cheeks, not a sound leaving your lips until you were safely beside the vehicle you arrived in. You stomped your foot in the asphalt, kicked the loose pebbles around, feeling just like the child you used to be. Throwing a tantrum was not on your funeral to-do list, but there you were. You just didn’t know if you could bear it, seeing your brother for the last time as nothing but a slab of stone. You could sit by it, protect it all you wanted but it would never need you. Not like he used to. You could plant those lilies you had abandoned by it. That wasn’t actually a terrible idea.

You didn’t know how long you were standing there, pacing in the middle of the parking lot. Mustn’t have been too long, as the sun hadn’t even passed over the horizon, but it felt like an eternity.

Until…what was that? Something caught your attention, causing your head to snap up in search for the source. The others were nowhere in sight, all that stirred were a couple of birds from a nearby tree. That could have been another family visiting a grave, which would make sense given that the noise sounded similar to hysterical crying. Or…was that laughter?

You began to grow worried, deciding on a whim to check up on the others. You wouldn’t approach the grave unless you had to, you decided. Yeah, good plan, you managed to convince yourself as you took steps toward the grave. With every few feet, the noises grew louder, and you were soon able to recognize words. You sped up your pace until you made it over the hill that separated the parking lot from the field only to find…

What was Light doing on the ground? No, a better question would be: what was Light – the person who was working his ass off to catch Kira – doing kneeling on your brother’s grave, shouting that he would get rid of the police? That this is his perfect victory? That he wins?

You felt…what? What could sum up that feeling that filled your chest when that sight was exposed to you? You felt confused, you felt unsure. Then, with the realization of what was going on, you felt betrayal. Then, in a sudden wave intense enough to make you feel as though you would fall over, you felt furious. You felt a sudden need to protect your older brother just like you had done for years with playground bullies and critics, but this time with someone you thought you could trust. Someone you loved who had apparently taken advantage of your care for him – someone who had lied to your face about who they truly were.

Before you knew it you were sprinting across the field. You had no clue what you were going to do until you got to the grave and quite literally kicked him off the soil your own flesh and blood was buried under. The move was so swift you wondered if it had actually happened or if this was all some sick nightmare. God, you hoped it was. Although you almost didn’t want to pray to god now, as there was a self-proclaimed god sitting with the wind knocked out of him at your feet.

“You…you GODDAMN FUCKING TRAITOR—” you couldn’t tell if Light was actually looking at you with eyes glinting with fear or if the sunset lighting was playing tricks on you. “THAT’S MY FUCKING BROTHER—YOU CAN’T—I SHOULD NEVER HAVE—” It was impossible to finish a sentence or even a thought in your own brain. There were so many things you wanted to say and kill him for but right now everything was jumbled together.

The way Light was staring at you didn’t exactly help. Eyes that now looked red in the setting sun bore into your own pupils from the ground. He looked dead serious, almost angry that you had the guts to knock him to the ground in your fit of rage. But although your words were coming out in screaming stutters your movements seemed swift and sure, as the moment Light moved to stand up your foot flew to action once more and planted right onto his chest. His back met the ground for a second time. He wasn’t even trying to contain his fury, clawing at your ankle and baring his teeth like a dog trying his best to be intimidating, but still eager to know what you were planning to do next. After all, he could have easily shoved you off. But he was curious.

You spoke calmly now, mind set on what you wanted to ask. “You never cared about me, did you?” Light’s mouth opened to answer but you went on without letting him speak. “No, you cared about me, but only because my brother was L, and I could give you information now that he’s gone. Am I right?” again, his mouth opened, but when your heel unexpectedly dug into his chest he let out a pained and irritated groan instead of coherent words. It was like you were teasing him, not to get a laugh out of his pain but…for what? You barely even knew yourself. It wouldn’t do anything. It wouldn’t make you less humiliated for being tricked and it certainly wouldn’t bring your brother back. Either way, Light definitely didn’t like it.

Before you had the chance to react you were thrown onto your back. Light had pushed you back by your leg and rose to his feet, now above you in every sense of the word. He – Kira – had carried out his plan. Meanwhile, you had nothing left.

“You don’t have to go against me,” Light seethed, “All you have to do is let the new world take its shape, and everything will fall into place.”

“That’s a shitty sales pitch.”

“It’s an offer. You’ve done nothing wrong, committed no crimes. You’d do well in my world.” The look on your face made it apparent that you had no interest in his words. Light furrowed his brows, then the ghost of a smile twitched at the corners of his lips. “I know you –”

“You don’t know anything about me. And I clearly didn’t know you.” You pushed yourself up onto your elbows.

“—you wouldn’t want your brother’s death to be in vain.”

“I—” you paused. “What?”

“L was an obstacle I had to pass to get to a world where less people would have to suffer the same loss you have. I expect you don’t want to just throw away his death and turn me in. you can make something out of his sacrifice—“

“He wasn’t TRYING to be sacrificed; he was TRYING to put a vigilante maniac to death.”

“But if his death could mean a better world for others, you would just throw that away for your own revenge?”

You blinked, once, twice, then rapidly, shaking your head as if trying to prevent dust from getting into your eyes, or Light’s siren song from getting into your head. “Stop. That’s not…Just stop.”

“You know I’m right.” He stepped towards you and for a second you thought he was about to repay you for crushing his lungs moments ago. All that followed was his hand shooting out, stopping in front of your face. You looked up at him in disbelief. “I’ll love and care for you as I did before. I can be the one you care for in his place. All I ask is that you help me create a better world, or at least don’t try and stop me.”

You nearly scoff, but some of his words actually catch your attention. He’d love and care for you…but it would all be fake. Still, what kind of person would you be to reject others a grief-less world just to avenge your brother? But who ever said Light would follow through, not become corrupt along the way if he wasn’t already? There were so many possibilities and so many possible outcomes, all influenced by this one decision that you had to make right now.

You choked on your words.

Familiar voices were approaching.

Time was ticking.

“I…”

#tw unhealthy relationship #tw manipulation #death note #light Yagami #death note x reader #light yagami x reader #x reader #reader insert #angst #heavy angst #no happy ending #l's sibling reader #tw grief #tw grieving #death note oneshot #x reader oneshot #light yagami oneshot #death note fanfiction #oneshot #open ending

[13uswntimagines]

Puppy Problems (USWNT x Reader)

Request: team x reader where the reader lost her dog and the team manages to find it (maybe it was in a shelter or someone contacted them or something idk) and reunites her with her dog during a match?

Hey dudes, I changed this just slightly because it thought it flowed a little better! I hope you enjoy. Hit me up with requests, questions or if you just want to say Hi!

You loved Lindsey and Emily, you really really did, but you were going to kill them. Really, how could two grown-ass adults lose a giant black dog? A giant black lab who had been trained to be a police dog but turned out to be too kind for the job, who never strayed more than three feet from you at any given point in time. 

He was more than just a puppy. Riker was your best friend. He had been the only one there for you when your grandma died. And now the two lovable idiots before you had lost him.

“Run it by me again,” You ground out, your fists clenching as you glared at Emily, who was attempting to cower behind Lindsey. 

“Riker, Fergs, and Bagle were playing by the wooded area at the park-“ Emily started, avoiding eye contact with you. 

“Without their leashes?” You interrupted, glaring a hole in the side of her head. You had specifically instructed them to not take him off his leash unless he was in an enclosed space. Riker was a good boy, but you didn’t like him running wild when there wasn’t a fence to stop him. Like you, he got distracted and liked to meet new people and animals. At least with a fence or a leash, he couldn’t wander too far. 

Emily took a step back, almost as if she were using Lindsey as a shield. The taller blond rolled her eyes, placing both hands on Emily’s shoulders and forcing her to stand in front of her. 

“Without their leashes, and we got distracted for a second-“ Sonnett tried again, doing whatever she could to placate you. 

“Don’t try and put this on me Sonnett, you were the one who just had to try the swings” Lindsey interrupted her with a scoff. You loved that dog more than anything else on this planet, and she had been too busy making sure Sonnett didn’t break her neck to watch Ri too. This was all on Emily as far as she was concerned. 

“We looked away for one second and Ri was gone,” Emily continued as though Lindsey hadn’t tried to throw her under the bus. 

She bit her lip when you didn’t respond. You glared at the floor, your fists clenching and unclenching. 

“You lost my dog, my best friend because you wanted to go on some swings?” You said through gritted teeth. Retiring your Laser eyes to the two women. 

“We’re so sorry,” Emily said, raising her arms in a calm down motion. But you were way too far gone. You knew Emily could be childish, but this was above and beyond that. This was sheer negligence. Blatant disrespect for your wishes and it had resulted in your best friend being missing. 

“5…” You said your voice deadly calm.

“What?” Sonnett asked, her eyebrows furrowing. Of all the things she thought you were going to say, this wasn’t one of them. 

“4…” You took a step towards them, and they matched you with a step back.

“Em,” Lindsey said with fear in her voice, the wheels turning rapidly in her head. 

“3…” You took another step, a sickening smirk stretching across your face. You were going to kill them. 

“Em, run,” Lindsey said, eyes wide and Emily took off out of the hotel room and down the all. 

“0,” You yelled, chasing after her, catching up to her with ease. It was one of the perks of being a forward you supposed. 

“Hey, that’s not fair,” Emily yelped, as you hoisted her up on your shoulder. 

“Was losing my fuckin-“ You growled, planning on throwing her in the hotel pool with all her stuff in her pockets. You loved towards the stairs, paying no attention to the protesting woman on your shoulders or the women who were peeking their heads out of their rooms. 

“Whoa there Ms. Muscles, I think you need to take a chill pill,” Ash said, stepping into the hallway, and placing a hand on your chest.

“Don’t tell me what to do Ash, they lost Riker,” You growled at the woman, a touch of just how upset you were leaking into your tone. 

You placed Emily back into the floor, bringing your hands up to scrub your eyes, your shoulders shaking from trying to suppress your tears. Ash immediately pulled you into a hug, glaring over your head at the two women who had done probably the worst thing they could have to you. 

“You two did what?!” She hissed at them. She loved Riker almost as you did. He was Logan and Storms’ best buddy. Plus he was fantastic at keeping you calm. 

“It was an accident,” Emily mumbled miserably, and Lindsey had the decency to at least look ashamed. 

“You left him by himself. Now he’s all alone, probably out there scared out of his mind,” You sobbed into Ash’s chest. She carded her fingers through your hair, running fingers down your back. 

“He’s just a dog, calm down,” Lindsey rolled her eyes, and you lunged at her. A feral scream leaving your lips. How fucking dare her. Ash’s arm wrapped around your middle, preventing you from getting to the blond. 

“Ok, I think everyone here needs to take a breather,” Alex said, finally stepping in, putting in her captain voice. 

“Take Y/n to my room,” she ordered, and ash nodded, lifting you and dragging you towards The room Alex was sharing with Kelley. She waited for the telltale click of the door before turning to the crowd of women before her. 

“We need to find that dog,” Kelley mumbled, not used to seeing you go from adorable and sunny to ready to rip someone’s head off. Alex ran a frustrated hand through her hair. 

“Tobs and Chris check the hotel, Sam and Rose check the park. Kel, you call all the shelters in the area, and Mal, you make sure that Sonnett and Horan stay away from Y/n” Alex ordered, listing off the women on her fingers. 

“And what are you going to do,” Kelley asked with a raised eyebrow. So maybe Alex had a thing for you. A very small thing that the entire team, besides you, was well aware of. They had bets going on how long it was going to take you to finally ask her out or is she was going to ask you out first. 

“Comfort Y/n,” She hummed, looking away. 

“Of course that’s the job you assign yourself,” Kelley’s snort was accompanied by the

“Shut up, and find the dog,” Alex grumbled, a light shade of pink dusting her cheeks. The team mock saluted and headed to their station. 

The sight that met Alex when she entered your room could only be described as pitiful. You were buried under the blankets, curled up next to Ash. Your eyes were red, and the tear stains were burned into your cheeks. 

The sound of the door drew your attention away from the Disney movie playing on the screen, and you opened your arms when you saw Alex. You wouldn’t ever tell Ash, but Alex gave the best cuddles out of everyone on the team. She obliged your request, sliding into bed and pulling you into her chest. She placed a delicate kiss on the crown of your head. You sighed, relaxing back into her. 

“We’ll find him, I promise,” She whispered, and you just nodded, too tired to form words. You trusted her with your life, and now Riker’s. She would do her best to keep her word. 

————-

“How the fuck are we supposed to find one particular Black Lab in a city filled to the brim with them,” Kelley growled, tossing her phone down on the bed. That had been the 4th shelter that told her about the wide array of pups they had, just not the one she was looking for. 

“Didn’t Y/n have him chipped last year?” Mal asked after a few seconds. 

“Mal you’re a freaking genius,” Kelley exclaimed, placing both of her hands on Mal’s face and kissing her forehead. ”So what does that mean?” She asked after a few seconds and the rest of the room’s occupants burst into laughter. 

“It means we just have to wait for a vet or a shelter to call us and tell us that they have Riker,” Emily mumbled, rolling her eyes, but her cheeks still turning upwards a little. Sure, she fucked up, but at least they had a better shot of finding Riker. 

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Alex sighed in content, running her fingers through your soft hair, and tracing your dimples as you cuddled impossibly closer to her. It had taken both the Little Mermaid and Peter Pan to calm you down after Ash had accidentally put in Lady and the Tramp instead of Aladdin, and she was released that you had finally seemed to settle. 

You were so adorable with the blanket pulled up to your chin, your stuffed triceratops Roary tucked under your arm, all wrapped in her arms. Not Cathay she would ever mention that out loud. 

A knock at the door pulled the both of you out of your quiet stupor, and you Groaned as the knocking got even more insistent. Alex patted your head and got up to answer the door. You heard it click and her soft voice call for you. 

“Alex, I don’t want anyone else trying to cheer me up,” You huffed, rolling over and burying your face into the pillow. Your various teammates had taken turns coming to check on you and Alex, and you were just tired of them treating you like a baby. 

“I think you’ll like this person,” You could hear the smirk on her voice, as a heavyweight was suddenly on top of you. Soft barking filling the air as it started to try and dig you out of your blankets. You immediately flipped over and were met with a million licks to your face. 

“Ri!!!” You squeezed, petting him everywhere you could reach, as he wiggles in your arms, licking you and rubbing his head on your face as if to say that he missed you just as much as you missed him. 

Alex and Kelley watched the two of you reconnect from the door, wide smiles breaking across their face. They knew that you and Riker were close, and the way the two of you interacted only proved that point. They were glad that the two of you were back together 

“She’s so cute,” Alex mumbled under her breath as you moved the covers to let Riker burrow into your side, placing a very sweet kiss on his head. She wasn’t even bothered that she had been replaced by your furry friend. 

“You better make a move before someone else does,” Kelley smirked, bumping her shoulder. Alex’s blush was answer enough. She loved you, and she could only hope that you would love her as much as you loved Riker.

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines

[defractum]

Look I know it's 4am but hear me out – MDZS meets OG Pokemon

Wei Wuxian as a 10yo Ash/Red

Late to the PokeCenter on his first day of becoming a trainer because he overslept, ends up with a grumpy, erratic, super powerful Pikachu he names Suibian because, you know, whatever

Lan Wangji as Gary/Blue from a prominent Pokemon family who you know got up at the ass-crack of dawn to meet his uncle, Professor Lan Qiren

He gets a cool-ass Squirtle he calls Bichen

They size each other up, Lan Wangji is totally not impressed and heads off with his cheering squad of Hanguang-fans

Lan Wangji winning all his battles with his Pokedex-textbook learned information and efficient attacks! Fully grown adults nodding at him like Ah yes, truly Professor Qiren's nephew, such a distinguished Pokemon heritage

Wei Wuxian winning all his battles with a mixture of quick thinking, trial-and-error and pure optimism!

Lan Wangji totally furious that this works! Slowly learning that raising and battling Pokemon is not all about stats and figures, and learning how to bend the rules!

Each of the five sects as a Pokemon gym - Lan Xichen with his flying and ice types, Jiang Yanli with her water types, Nie Mingjue with his fighting and rock types, Wen Qing with her normal types (the last Wen leader used to be a fire type guy so the gym is still all red and in an active volcano but the most annoying thing about Wen Qing’s Pokemon is that they can all heal themselves), and Jin Guangyao with his psychic and poison types (it used to be Jin Zixuan but he left it to his brother after he starts dating Jiang Yanli and moves to Lotus Pier, obviously)

WWX and LWJ get stranded in an island cave at some point and they have to get onto the back of Bichen (evolved into a Blastoise presumably, although also hilarious if he's still tiny) so he can swim out. Nothing says romance like huddling together on a giant tortoise!

They face each other so many times and Lan Wangji always wins until it's eventually in the Pokemon Championships and Wei Wuxian wins and Lan Wangji is like You taught me the power of love through Pokemon battles and Wei Wuxian is like ?? ??? ??

Somewhere along the way they realise the real opponent is not each other, but the creepy organised crime boss lurking in the shadows petting his Persian, who turns out to be Jin Guangyao, the gym leader and CEO of Lanling Jin Corp?? surprised-pikachu.jpg

I know this is crack and I have no idea how this ends but someone else should definitely write it!

Feat:

retired rogue Pokemon Master Cangse Sanren who is perfectly happy to send her 10 year old into the world with nothing more than clean underwear and a washing line

Su She working for Team Rocket except every time he appears Wei Wuxian is like Who are you again? which is how he ends up coming up with a monologue that introduces himself every time he appears, it has rhyming couplets and everything

Sect Leader Yao as that damn Bug Catcher who always manages to turn around and face you just as you’re trying to walk past him so you don’t have to fight his six Lv. 2 Caterpies because asdfghjklkj fuck him

#the untamed #mdzs #wangxian #look what else is a girl going to do on furlough #apart from stay up real late and think of ridiculous AUs? #my fic #kind of not really

[mondayrobot]

Year-End Fanfiction List (M)

This year has opened me to so many fan-fictions. Here are the list of EM fan-fictions that I thoroughly enjoyed reading this year.

Warning: The contents contain adult themes.

Rating: Mature

a royal weakness ( liquorisce ) @liquorisce

In everyone else’s eyes, she was just his Commander, the Silver Lady, the first woman to take control over the entire King’s fleet. But to him she was so much more, the girl who’d been by his side for the longest time, his most trusted companion… His lover. 

Abditive ( Blanca21 ) 

It was a countless time he heard them calling her cold-blooded and heartless.In his mind, she was anything except those words.

All I need ( liquorisce ) @liquorisce

This fic features long time lovers Eren and Mikasa, their bid to make their own family, and in that process discovering what family really means.

and i am a smiling woman ( orphan_account )

and they have longed for each other; mourned for each other.

Big Bad World ( MyTARDISsenseIsTingling ) @my-tardis-sense-is-tingling​

What if Eren hadn't gotten there to rescue Mikasa in time?

Broken Down ( miikasaa )

It's in the dead of night, with innumerable regrets and dead faces haunting them, that Eren and Mikasa use each other's bodies to chase away the horrors of a failed mission. It never works, they know this all too well, but it doesn't stop them from trying.

Come to Me, My Sweetest Friend ( Lyssala ) @lyssala

A collection of Tumblr requests that take place in an Alternative Modern Day Universe where Mikasa and Eren grew up as neighbors with both their parents still alive.

Degrees of Sleeplessness ( cupofdaydream ) @cupofdaydream​

“To share in the night’s quiet loneliness, a companion for the vast hours of sleeplessness, is, perhaps, all they’ve ever wanted.” Two teachers at the local high school, Eren and Mikasa, in the midst of work and home-life, find themselves indubitably and inescapably drawn to one another.

Elysian ( miikasaa )

Collection of works showing Eren and Mikasa's relationship in canon, post-canon, and modern settings.

Feels Like Home ( Lyssala ) @lyssala

Even when their homes were a thing of the long past, they always found a home in the comfort of each other.

Games ( miikasaa )

Restless after beginning their days as trainees, the 104th decide to relax a bit by playing strip poker. It goes about as well as anyone can imagine.

Girls and Boys ( Lindsey (Lipstick) )

A collection of one-shots depicting the relationship between Eren and Mikasa in various ways.

Happy Anniversary ( blehbleehhhh )

It's Eren and MIkasa's second anniversary. Things get kinky after returning home from dinner.

How to Coexist ( spoilerarlert ) @spoilerarlert

Rent in NYC is ridiculous, but by a stroke of luck, Mikasa manages to snag an apartment for mindblowingly cheap rates. However, upon moving in, she discovers, to her horror, that her roommate Eren was a past one-night stand. In which two twenty-somethings struggle to shrug aside their misgivings, not to mention diffuse a helluva lotta sexual tension—for the sake of affordable rent.

I Bet My Life For You ( Lyssala ) @lyssala

A collection of Tumblr requests that take place in the canon universe within the story line, or were predictions for future chapters at the time, focusing on Eren and Mikasa.

I'll Take You Back Where You Belong ( Lyssala ) @lyssala

A collection of Tumblr requests that take place in an Alternative Modern Day Universe where Eren saved Mikasa as children from a home invasion that killed her parents and caused her to live with her much older brother Levi.

I'm Gonna Be the Man Whose Coming Home to You ( Lyssala ) @lyssala

Still determined to keep things normal after a twist in their relationship, Eren and Mikasa still go through with their plans to take a road trip to the the Jaeger's beach house with Armin, Connie, Sasha, and Jean their summer after their first year of college. Their friends are weary of everyone being crammed in a car with them at close proximity, but they soon learn not all is as it seems (and that there are far more awkward things to deal with in close spaces).

Kaleidoscopes ( Kaekiro ) @kaekiro​

A collection of stories that will follow Eren and Mikasa through various AUs.

Keeping Warm ( lionhart )

Eren and Mikasa’s first time.

king, lover, hold me tight ( artsycat )

Mikasa, as one of the heroes that single-handedly ensured the victory of Eldia against Marley during the war, must now use her newfound status to marry Eren, judged as a traitor in the eyes of Eldia, in order to ensure his protection.

Kiss With a Fist ( DenDenSushi, Lyssala ) @lyssala​

It's always a normal day at school when an Apocalypse decides to descend. One minute Eren is trying to pass his chemistry class & the next he's wielding a baseball bat against bodies trying to bite him. Along with Mikasa & Armin, they are forced into a world where all it takes is one bite & you're dead. 

Lawless ( kuchenackerman ) @kuchenackerman​

Despite his youth, Eren Jaeger is one of the best and most required doctors of the Kingdom. Among those interested on his services is included a recognized criminal clan, which does not hesitate to use the youngest of the Ackerman as bait. Eren never imagined that this "harmless" girl in red dress would get him into so much trouble.

Lullabies in the Night ( happymikasa ) @happymikasa​

People's voices sound quite beautiful when they sing, hum, or tweet. Mikasa discovered that after the defeat of the Titans.

Eren's voice is the most powerful though. Especially when he takes her to bed at night.

Lulls in the Sea ( dialectus ) @dialectus​

"Lull: a temporary interval of quiet or lack of activity."

milk and honey ( bbyunnie ) @moonguks​

a series of oneshots centered around eren and mikasa, across variant universes and situations.

OFFSIDE ( La_Ultima_00 )

Eren returns home and meets someone unexpected. After so long, his poor heart has not forgotten her.

Peace time ( almost_certain )

Eren and Mikasa haven't spoken since the last battle. Perhaps they can be civil long enough for their friends to tie the knot.

Reason for Dreaming ( mikasuhdude ) @mikasuhdude​

Mikasa and Armin have known each other for the past three years, having the same college major and all. It's traditional of them to study in Mikasa's dorm with her stoner roommate, Sasha. One afternoon, they opt to study in Armin's apartment, and that's where she meets his roommate. He's a fiery guy, interrupting their study session by loudly cursing over a mustard-stained shirt and a family-owned restaurant.

Reckless Roses ( mikasuhdude ) @mikasuhdude​

Not every couple is blessed with fertility.

Ruins In Bloom ( miikasaa )

Three years after the eradication of the Titans, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, and a few other survivors are ready to settle down in the free world. Finished with their travels and free from the oppression of the Titans, they're ready to begin their new lives. However, as each of the veterans knows, somethings are impossible to bury completely in the past. Scars will never completely heal, and sometimes, leaving behind a lifetime of warfare is unattainable.

Mikasa wishes for the domestic life she's always craved, and with Armin and Eren by her side, she thinks she'll finally get it. But the sudden change proves to be too much for Eren, and to her horror, he leaves. He leaves her behind, leaves everyone behind, and leaves her to deal with a change in her life she never wanted to experience on her own.

Say You'll Stay With Me ( miikasaa )

Sometimes it was enough simply to be with Mikasa, to hold her close, to hear her heart and know that they'd survived one more day together. And sometimes, she needed to be closer, to let him help her to forget the terror they witness every day. 

Seasons of the Sea ( Lindsey (Lipstick) )

At the age of twenty-three, Mikasa gives birth to their first child – a small, tiny little girl – in their home by the sea, built after the defeat of the titans. An hour later, Eren disappears for three days, only a kiss on her forehead prior to signal his departure.

set in stone ( Beatingheartanthem )

Eren is jostled around by time, experiencing and re-experiencing different moments with Mikasa. Some choices made are the same. Some choices made are different. He knows he's going to die, but he'd like a moment of peace before he does.

So, then— ( Beatingheartanthem )

Over the past two years, Mikasa and Armin have grown estranged from their childhood friend. With a new girlfriend, new friends, Eren Jaeger is a person they don't quite know. Senior year: With graduation around the corner, Eren disappears forever. Now Mikasa wonders if things could've been different. In every version of history, in every universe, every path taken, is his fate set in stone?

the rivers song ( artsycat )

Mikasa has always dreamt about life afterwards.

Under the brine ( milkywaywide ) @milkywaywide​

But Eren is still in her. And she can’t shake the utter alienation she feels, so bad it almost feels like an out of body experience, like a weird dream, like she’s drowning.

vermillion ( sionnacha )

Eren’s mouth tastes of blood—like putrid liquefied iron, and still, she cannot stop herself from diving in for more. Even though the earth around them is scorched, even though there is rubble and ash everywhere she looks, all she wants his him.

Washed-Up and Rundown ( spoilerarlert ) @spoilerarlert​

Levi, a washed-up ex-journalist working a dead-end custodian job, finds himself transplanted into a suburban neighborhood, serving as the legal guardian of his sixteen-year-old second cousin, twice removed, Mikasa. There, he struggles to navigate the dynamic of this two-person household and in the midst locks horns with the local pain-in-the-ass: a teenager a few houses down the street by the name of Eren Jaeger.

We'll Go Home and Start Again ( Lyssala ) @lyssala​

A collection of Tumblr requests that take place in Alternative Universes of many varieties featuring Eren and Mikasa.

When You Break ( cupofdaydream ) @cupofdaydream​

"And when he kisses her, she can immediately tell that tonight is no different than the others." Eren and Mikasa seek shelter from the memories that haunt them in each other's arms. Mikasa comes to realize that you can't always kiss away the pain.

With You, I Am Home ( cupofdaydream ) @cupofdaydream​

A collection of drabbles following Eren and Mikasa's relationship through various scenarios.

#eremika #tbd #fanfiction #writing

[yikesthesebikes]

Eiji: You are the worst! You do everything in your power to bring Ash unhappiness- why?! Beacuse you are unhappy?

Blanca: You're right. You are right, I do this to hide my own pain. My rage.

*silence*

Sing: Grow the fuck up man! 'Boohoo! My wife is dead,' so sad- too bad! You are a grown ass adult!

Eiji: *gasp*

Sing: I don't care if its mean! Every body has dead people! Thats no excuse to be an asshole, or to constantly bring misery and suffering. Go be a useless sad sack in the Caribbean! Run away, like the coward you are! That goes for you too, Lee!

Yut-Lung: *shocked silence*

Sing: Let's go Eiji, we have to save Ash!

#banana fish #banana fish incorrect quotes #sing soo ling #eiji okumura #Okumura Eiji #yut lung lee #banana fish blanca #yeah blanca can suck my dick #i love Yut-Lung but he needed to get his shit together

[patt-off]

sasi quotes i flooded the discord server with as i rewatched the series again (season one)

bold is me saying something

starting at negative thinking because i originally promised i wasn’t gonna spam quotes

i’m an adult, me-me-big-boy- thomas sanders 2017

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also “i’m sorry did he just hiss at me”

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“time to panic and/or cry”

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“while that was savage, it i was quite extra”

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“look whom needs another lesson in adultery”

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“well it’s just 5 am and you need to go to bed”

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the fact he actually had to eat this irl XDD

helena contribution: That looks... way too much

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“t: you have to hit me with a car for your video

j: i’ve dreamed of this day!”

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“what is the gosh-darn-ding-dang-point”

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“you look like the man...i fight the man... i wanna fight you”

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“is no one going to acknowledge that he just dabbed??”

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“might as well make it short and fantastic... like danny devito”

i really wonder how tf patton-cake works XDD

not u tess

ash contribution: I remember seeing a tumblr post ages ago where someone explained how they thought patton-cake works, and it was a ride to read

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“boy what an ass-eat to your personality” and “you make an as out of su and me” have the same vibe imo

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“uhoh feelings” whoose feelings...

v:you know something is off

l: what is?

v: something

l: ypu can’t even give an example

v: something is off

t: i hate it when your just vague!

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“excuse me i am still a man, a manly man, a man who is manly!”

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“i’m a fun guy whose fun sized.... LIKE DANNY DEVITO!”

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“you both deserve a patt-on the back for that one... up until that point i was patton-pending”

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“up high, down low-gan”

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“he looks like a wet bandit form home alone”

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iris contribution: "By the screams of snipped snakes at a gorgon salon, why would the audience remain"

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“hello my name is talyn, i’m short and un i’m threatening”

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also... “vetal miking”

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“did i make you proud logan🥺 you proud of me🥺”

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“great googily-poogilies i don’t know who i am anymore!”

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anna contribution:

V: Look. I'm not choosing sides here

P: Sanders Sides!!

Hmm yeah no I'm pretty sure its "I'm threatening"

i guess you can say thomas is a man of many.... tanyns!”

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“my name..... is talyn”

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i’m skipping becoming a cartoon but...“anxiety’s the fairest of them all!”

“don’t worry everybody loves the villain”

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“you good fahm!?”

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“then you might say the amount of mistakes you’ve made is... *infinitesimal*”

“YOU MAKE ONE MISTAKE... AND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!”

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“time out for thee, time out for thee, focus on issues of focus one me”

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“havin trouble with adultery”

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“well don’t go shortening the word family but cutting it my 3 favorite letters, I-L-Y”

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“you have kind hair... kind of hair that grown on a dogs butt!”

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“i’m not *hoss* i’m prince roman!”

**fwsa: max, no man**

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“well, love has failed me!”

helena: *insrt clip that i can’t add here*

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roman: *says he doesn’t like virgil*

thomas: *points it out*

wroman: gets all defensive about it and denies it when it’s brought up

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“i’d rather go to pattons can we go there?!” **heh**

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“let’s call them what they are roman (spider curt-) *creepy-crawly-death-dealers*”

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“v:it’s because i decided to duck out

p: quack”

t: duck out?

p: quack-quack

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“v: except you patton... your a funny guy

p: i love my dark strange son”

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“big-bumbling-couch potato-man”

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“now that i still have your attention... do you think we can switch places!”

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“he’s a creepy cookie! you’re a creepy cookie anxiety! you’re like an oatmeal-raisin cookie *primarily composed of raisins*

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“pump the brakes princey! you pump those brakes!!”

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iris: “I'm sorry! I'm just feeling a little- extra passionate today!”

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“does it look ok? because a prince has got to slay!”

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“you shine... bright liek a diamond!”

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“patton! eyeshadow buddies!”

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“unless you’re too tall and you get decapitated on it’s a small world”

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**there’s a lot of quotable stuff in this chunk**

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“i am bitterly, jittery, and not very glittery!”

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“E=MCSCARED!!”

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iris: I can quote like.. 80-90% of AA2 (same)

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“YERKES DODSON!!!!”

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“but i’m more proud of myself *for enduring the great spider threat of 2017*”

“they were just curtains, patton“

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“shut your ever-flapping gobtalker”

**i quote that one a lot**

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my name... *wellsfargo ad*

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*insert the whole virgil name gig* **too lazy to type it out but it’s funny**

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“and ypu are nothing compared to the others... *hand slaps over his mouth*”

**question is... was it roman or janus that slapped a hand over his mouth cuz janus can do that...**

iris: Yesss I was thinking that tooooo

it’s a good question could easily go both ways

and then...

sorry that was long... i did say i flooded the server

this took a while cuz i had to c+p them over then reformat it so it looks normal

#patt’s random #sanders sides #thomas sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #sasi #ts sides #sanders sides quotes #long post #patt quote chain

[cheekysos]

Between Hate and Lust

Ashton Irwin x Plus Size Reader

Author’s Note: I plan to make this multiple parts if anyone is interested in reading more. I tried something new and included Ashton’s POV in this one so feedback is much appreciated. It’s not the best and its a little short but part two will be longer, if you even want part two. I also want to thank @petuniaisawildflower​ for letting me talk ideas and give me feedback.  I’m not writing this series to exclude any body type, shape, or size because everyone’s bodies should be accepted and celebrated. So I am very sorry if this in any way excludes anyone, that is not my intention. If there’s anything you’d like to read please leave a request in my asks and I will try my best to do it justice. If you have any feedback or ideas for part three please let me know.    

Summary: Y/N hates Ashton from school. Now they’re adults, maid of honor and best man at the same wedding, and forced to be civil.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of bullying, and mentions of sexual tension

Always a bridesmaid never a bride is exactly how you would describe your life right now. For whatever reason it seemed like everyone you knew was getting married. Normally you wouldn’t mind, you actually kind of loved weddings but right now you couldn’t help but feel cynical. You just caught your boyfriend cheating on you.

Your best friend was getting married and asked you to be her maid of honor. Obviously you were happy for her and you wanted to be a part of her special day, you just wish it wasn’t opposite of him. Ashton Irwin, the best man at the wedding and your sworn enemy since school. He was loud, outgoing and hung out with the douchiest boys at your school. Boys who were responsible for ruining many kids school experience, including your own. The group of boys mainly made fun of your appearance, specifically your weight and even though Ashton never contributed to the name calling he didn’t stop it either. You can remember on multiple occasions standing there being tormented by their words, fighting back the tears and you’d look over at Ashton, desperate for him to intervene and he’d instantly look away and stare at the ground.

You thought you had gotten rid of him once his shitty band started to take off but somehow he managed to stay close friends with groom and now you were forced to not only be civil with him for the day but walk down the aisle along side him.

It’s been about 8 years since you saw him last, in person that is. You’d never admit it out loud but every now and then your curiosity got the better of you and you checked in on him online. It was easy to do since he somehow managed to become famous. As much as he annoyed you it annoyed you even more that you found him attractive. It was obvious from the photos on google that he was starting to fill out, really finding himself and style. His arms were muscular and decorated with ink and his torso was broad and toned and shit was he talented.

When you first found out Ashton was going to be the best man you were annoyed yes but at least you had your boyfriend to fall back on but now you had no one to escape to if things got bad. Not only do you have to be a kick ass maid of honor but you also have to avoid your asshole ex and deal with your arch enemy.

Tonight was the rehearsal dinner and the first time you would be seeing Ashton. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t spend extra time on your hair and makeup and spend weeks picking out the perfect dress. You didn’t want to look good for him, you wanted to look good for yourself and to show him that you were hot and confident despite everything that was said to you at school.

You decided on a pastel pink midi dress with cold shoulder straps paired with some wedges. You pulled up to the restaurant early. You made sure to give yourself plenty of time to get there and help out anyway you could. Your stomach was in knots as you made your way inside, you hated that he could still get a reaction from you after all these years.

You walked up towards the stunning bride and greeted her with a big hug.

“You look gorgeous!” You gushed.

“Looked who’s talking,” she replied. “This is supposed to be my night.” The two of you banter back and forth for awhile until other guests start trickling in.

“I should go greet everyone. Please try to be civil with Ash tonight,” she pleaded. You made a disgusted face and sighed.

Your next stop was at the bar, there was no way you were getting through this without a little liquid courage. With a drink in hand you started to walk around the room greeting the bride’s family you recognized. You were caught up in your conversation with the flower girl and two drinks deep when you saw him.

Ashton’s POV

It felt strange being home after so long, going to a wedding where there are bound to be people from school. Like almost everyone else in the world you did things as a teenager you weren’t proud of but there was one thing you were particularly ashamed of and you would be forced to address it most likely tonight. Your friends in high school were complete assholes, with the exception of the groom obviously but he went to a different school. They bullied a lot of different kids and although sometimes you did put them in their place you never did it for her. Y/N. They picked on her more than most and one time you said something to them after she had ran off and they made fun of you for weeks saying how you had a crush on her and how you were a ‘chubby chaser.’ It shouldn’t have bothered you as much as it did but you were young and stupid and you did actually have a crush on her. She was kind, funny, smart and pretty. Now you’re here however many years later about to be best man beside a maid of honor who probably hates you.

As soon as you walked into the room you started to scan the crowd for her, embarrassingly you checked the brides Instagram every now and then to see if she posted pictures with Y/N so you knew how she’s grown into her beauty. While you were searching the bride and groom greeted you.

“Ash, Thanks so much for coming and being a part of our big day!” The bride greeted as she hugged you.

“Course! Thanks for having me,” you hugged her and your best friend.

“Grab a drink, mate and find your seat we’re going to get started in a bit. You’re at the big table with us.” You nod and find your way to the bar to order a whisky. While you’re waiting for your drink, you finally see her. Shit, she looks beautiful. She’s practically glowing as she stands there talking to two young kids. Her smile lights up the room and her body in that dress was enough to make your trousers tight. You were definitely staring when the two of you locked eyes. It was now or never you thought to yourself as you slowly started to walk towards her. What were you going to say? Should you introduce yourself? Or assume she remembers you? What if she thinks your a dick for assuming? You don’t want her to think you’re a conceited prick. Shit, she was even prettier the closer you got and her smell was intoxicating.

Y/N’s POV

Fuck he’s walking over and my god was he sexy. His black hair was slicked back and he was wearing fitted black trousers, a polka button up, and a black blazer. You tried to push all the nasty thoughts out of your brain, reminding yourself that you hated him. Your breath hitches in your throat as got closer.

“Hi I’m Ashton the best man,” he introduced himself as if he didn’t remember you at all. What a prick.

“Seriously?” You scoffed. “We went to the same school but I shouldn’t be surprised considering you’re a big rockstar now.” And with that you walked away. Of course he didn’t remember you, it was stupid of you to think he would.

But Ashton didn’t let it go. He swiftly made his way in front of you.

“Woah, I know we went to school together, was just tryna be polite hun,” his hand reached out to touch your arm and your blood started to boil. You instinctively pulled away.

“Oh so now you care about being polite?” You snapped. “And don’t call me hun, I have a name. Let’s do everyone a favor and speak as little as humanly possible.”

Ashton’s smile dropped and his face got red. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off when they clanked glasses and asked everyone to take their seats. Although you were forced to sit at the same table, you were thankful it wasn’t right next to each other. You did your best to ignore him the rest of the night but you could feel his eyes on you every so often. It made you self conscious and aroused all at the same time.

Ashton’s POV

What the hell? That didn’t go how you planned at all. She wouldn’t even give you a chance to explain yourself, she instantly shot down your throat. It was kind of rude but you probably deserved it but you also deserved a chance to apologize don’t you?

You wished that the two of you were seated next to each other so you would have another chance to apologize. Unfortunately you were sat across the table from her. You didn’t mean to stare but the way her lips wrapped around the fork and her tongue traced her lips was truly mesmerizing. You mind raced with thoughts of that pretty mouth all over you specifically around your cock.

She stood up and excused herself from the table. You waited a few few minutes before you did the same, you needed another chance to apologize. It was obvious that your dirty thoughts had zero percent chance of coming true but you were hoping there was a way she’d listen to you.

Y/N’s POV

You excused yourself from the table and practically sprinted to the bathroom, you needed to get away from him. You couldn’t take those eyes on you any longer, you were minutes away from jumping across the table to either punch him in the face or jump his bones.

You caught your breath and touched up your makeup before you swung open the bathroom door revealing Ashton leaning against the wall.

He started to walk towards you, “look y/n I’m sorry about everything.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I swear I did say something to those twats once but they just started teasing me saying all this shit...”

You cut him off with a sarcastic laugh. “That must have been so hard for you, being tease that one time.” Your anger started to take control as you stepped closer to him.

“Look I’m trying to apologize but your not letting me. I’m not saying you have to accept it but you could at least be fucking civil and let me finish.” He scolded.

“You think now that you’re a big rockstar you deserve to be forgiven?” The space between you two was practically nonexistent. It took a lot for you to not attack those stupid lips of his.

“Quit fucking sayin’ that will ya? I’m gonna say what I have to say and you’re gonna stop bitching for two seconds and listen.” Ashton hissed. “Unless you need some help keeping that pretty mouth shut.”

That was it, you were practically putty standing in front of him. You wanted to be mad at him, to hate him but you were so turned on. You tried to remain your composure to form together a witty retort but as soon as your mouth opened Ashton’s index finger was pressed against your ample lips.

“I was young and stupid but it’s no excuse for not standing up for you. I knew it was wrong and I’ve thought about for years. I’m truly sorry for everything they said to you and I wish there was a way to make it right.” He removed his finger and stood back but still kept eye contact. 

  You could feel the tears pooling in your eyes, you had waited years to hear that. Your head was overflowing with so many different emotions you didn’t know what to do first. Just as you were about to say something to Ashton the two of you were interrupted by someone walking past to use the bathroom. And this time Ashton was the one walking away, leaving you standing alone in dim lit hallway with a whole lot of thoughts and feelings.

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[drama-by-daylight]

Ash: What the hell did you do?!

John: In my defense, you left me unsupervised.

Ash: You're a grown ass adult!

John: And you left me unsupervised!

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