#at least show ur face smartass

[disgustinggf]

Wants to not be harassed sexually yet acts like a slut hmmm makes sense not

wants to seem smart yet knows nothing about consent hmmmm

#asks #ur literally giving me 'she was asking for it' vibes #please get help #ur gross #at least show ur face smartass #and can u tell ur mom im so so sorry she had u

[lovearthur]

How would Sadie, Arthur, Marybeth, Tilly, and John react to p/o who's kind of a sarcastic smartass as they can be a pain in the ass sometimes but they mean well? P/o stands for platonic other.

𝒏𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 (𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓, 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒉, 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒐𝒉𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! - gn!reader . reader is shorter than arthur & john for this . suggestive . arthur & sadie don't take too kindly to ur smartass . reader with a dirty mouth . barely proofread too

𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏

- u were kind, caring too. u were a real sweetheart. u would make sure arthur was okay, he had everything he needed, making sure he wasn't hurt badly, but... sometimes u had quite the mouth.

- the type of mouth that could get u in trouble if u talked to the wrong person.

- sometimes, it don't bother him since u would catch him off guard and other times? his replies would shut u up. in a way, he was authoritative like that. to u and the gang.

- "shut yer mouth or i will shut it for ya." he would say which would most definitely make ur mouth shut.

- arthur would have ur back in any situation that ur potty mouth has gotten u into. no matter how big or small the situation was.

- like one time, ur in a saloon with arthur, ur arguing with another person after they cheated in a game of poker. but as soon as someone else (who was on their side) got involved, arthur would also get involved and not hold anything back.

- sometimes when arthur snapped at u out of anger (which he didn't really mean to do), u would snap back at him. hence that u both have quite the brains to snap at each other until one of u get sick of it.

- arthur couldn't blame u, really. he was the same way, sarcastic and a huuge smartass. but ur words were always more funny compared to his. making him chuckle

- "christ alive, [name]. dont make me teach ya better manners, now. 'cause i know ya dont want that... or do ya?"

𝒋𝒐𝒉𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏

- u were kind. well, in ur own way. many members knew u were john's person just by how u act. u were a lot like him in that way. u both shared a habit of being smartasses to each other or other members in the gang.

- if u were getting smart with anyone in town, john would have ur back by getting even more smart with them. which would...probably end up with john and another fella getting physical.

- despite all that, he loved u really. he just had... interesting ways of showing it.

- "hey now, no need to get like that with me! or I'll set ya straight!" and he would see u just roll ur eyes. but oh, he would so set u straight if need be.

- and yet, he couldn't stand it sometimes. god, u always had to have a smart reply for everything! he found it to be very annoying, anything he'd say and a smartass reply from u.

- but lets be honest, john was worse. a lot worse. he was always so cocky ab his words. he knew how to annoy u with ease compared than u annoying him.

- "shut up, will ya? yer always complainin' 'bout somethin'." which earns a bunch of mumblings from john as he storms off.

- he'd mentally slap himself in the face if ever said anything that crossed the line between u too. he just doesn't think.

- even if he does apologise, u were always the one to reply with smart words.

𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍

- mary were a sweetheart. and so were u.. kinda. mary was loved and adored by everyone in the gang, she always made sure everyone was doing well or at least decent.

- but there was one small thing; you. u were her partner. mary's smartass of a partner. u weren't the type to think before u speak. which sometimes had mary giggling.

- especially when micah came. if he started bothering u or mary? u were the one to set him straight and get him to leave which had ur cute girlfriend being super grateful for u being with her. even peppering kisses all over ur face.

- u were also the person to come by mary's aid if she was ever in trouble. u were quick in ur feet like that.

- marys uncomfortable? ur already there, helping her out. someone's bothering her? and they've already left after they had enough of ur dirty mouth. no man or woman was a match for u and ur witty remarks.

- "thank you, [name]. he's always so weird to me... i ain't really like him like that."

- especially out in town, u had no problem being physical if anyone was rude to u or mary. although it would be a proper day out if u didn't come back with ur knuckles bleeding after standing up to someone after they were being weird towards ur gf.

- besides all that, it was always questions mark on how u and mary were a romantic couple. she was the sugar and u were the spice. u were a great couple but no one was able to figure out what she saw in u.

𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒋𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏

- besides ur kindness, u were sarcastic. so was tilly. u two were quite the pair.

- only tilly was able to be more... passive-agressive. u were just straight up aggressive at times. well, when u needed to be... no, let's be honest. u were quite the smartass.

- "dont be talkin' to me like that, or ms. grimshaw will have ya doin' more work than me." and u both burst into giggles.

- when u were with girls, u especially got along well with karen for this reason. u were both honest and bold people.

- tilly was secretly very fond of u for it, too. u were able to be cocky and reply with smart words and not feel any awkwardness from it. u were one of a kind.

- away from camp, u made it well clear u weren't the person to take shit from anyone. yes u were kind but u just had this... presence ab u. made everyone stay clear of u and tilly when ur both together.

- if someone dared to talk to tilly in a weird way, she could take care of it herself unless she was overwhelmed from it. then u would rush to her aid and back her up. u would even fight them if needed.

- again, tilly would stop u and proceed to do her best to calm u. she was the only person who could.

- "[name], i ain't really in the mood to think of something, sorry."

𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒓

- she would not stand for it. at all. she loves u, yes, but she would set u straight if u even dared.

- although, u were a smartass to her.. to a certain extent. she was happily enough to tell u off with ease. she knew ur a bluff, any threats from u were empty.

- "don't be talkin' t'me like that unless u wanna see what I'd do t'ya." she say with a grin of her face as her hat covers her eyes. and thats u told. u would never speak like that to her again. but that's a lie. u couldn't help urself.

- she definitely wouldn't stand for it while she's in a bad mood. u wouldn't even dare. she was a scary woman if she was upset.

- "[name], don't ya dare bother me, tonight. i ain't in the mood, go bother somebody else."

- away from camp, if it wasn't u who was getting all rude and threatening another fella then it was definitely sadie. u or her would put them in their place.

- u were tough, too. but nowhere near as tough as her. she wasn't afraid of anything or anyone. she wasn't the type to take shit from anyone unless it was u.

- u were the only exception to talk to her in the rude way that u sometimes do.

#arthur morgan #john marston #sadie adler #mary beth gaskill #tilly jackson #arthur morgan x reader #john marston x reader #sadie adler x reader #mary beth gaskill x reader #tilly jackson x reader #red dead fanfic #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #rdr #red dead redemption

[luveline]

Congrats on so many followers! <33 Could I request 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 with Steve Harrington as a bodyguard AU please? I just think that it could work for him with him being a protector kind of person?

join luveline’s halloween party <3

ty for ur request! mutual pining bodyguard!steve x fem!reader

Steve loves to brag about his job. It makes you glow from the inside out that he would take as much pride as he does in your safekeeping, though if you’re being honest sometimes you worry he takes pride in your position more than anything.

“You are a very important person,” he says, hand not touching your back but its phantom heat lingering there anyhow. “A literal VIP. Do you know what that makes me?”

“What, Steve?” you ask, trying not to sound sick to your stomach.

Steve opens the door for you before you can even think about touching the handle. “That makes me a BVIP.”

“A bitchy ventriloquist in prison?” you ask.

You impress yourself with your quick thinking. Steve isn’t so easily moved.

“What? No. A bodyguard of a very important person.”

“No,” you gasp, monotonous.

Silent as ghosts, two additional bodyguards join your procession down the gravel driveway and into an unmarked SUV.

Steve puts his hand on the roof of the car to make sure you can’t bump your head, and then he slides in beside you. Any professionalism has been worn away by months of this deft joking between you both, and his lean thigh presses heavy against your own. That’s not to say Steve isn’t good at his job. He's actually great at his job, as proven last week during your first official attack where he had defended you easily.

You’ve been a ball of nerves since. He'd suggested this trip to the hairdressers as a way for you to slide slowly back into your routine.

“Get your hair done,” he’d said succinctly. “Get your confidence back.”

Your hair is the least of your worries, and hours in a straight backed chair sounds like torture, but Steve had assured his presence. Promised to be within arm's reach if that was what was gonna get you back outside.

“Your bruise is a fascinating shade of purple today,” you remark. You deflect as he does with sarcasm. Before you’d met you’d hardly made jokes, and now you’re being a smartass near constantly to match his energy. He makes you laugh, and you like this new side of you almost as much as you like him.

“You like it? Thought it matched my eyes.”

You follow up his pretty cheeks to fact check. He has gorgeous eyes, brown and warm and edged in the dark straight lashes that beg to be touched.

“Definitely.”

He laughs without looking at you, eyes on the windshield. He watches the drivers every movement.

“Steve,” you hedge.

He leans toward you to show he’s listening.

There’s no privacy in the car, but you’ve virtually no privacy in your whole life. You’ve learned to cling to the fallacies of it; the other guards present can’t hear what you’re saying because they’re looking out either window.

Untrue, but it helps.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” you ask.

He turns toward you a little more, eyes stuck to the windshield but face close enough that he could lean forward an inch and kiss you if he wanted to. “Hundred percent.”

You nod because you trust him and try to ignore the nausea rolling around in your stomach. Steve eases his thigh into yours a little bit more. You tell yourself it’s accidental. These days you can’t tell.

“Can I tell you something?” he asks.

“Yeah.”

You listen to the tires chew up asphalt for a while, wondering if he forgot he was talking.

“You know my friend Robin?”

You bite your lip. Wincing, you say, “Yeah, what about her?”

You know all about Robin. Steve can barely shut up about her. You’d probably really like her if she didn’t make you so jealous.

“She moved into an apartment this week like ten minutes away from mine.”

Your chest tightens. You hate yourself, your envy childish and unfounded. Steve isn’t your anything, and his best friend who he is obviously crazy about doesn’t deserve your mean thoughts. Hilarious Robin, pretty Robin.

“That’s good. She was living in uh- The town where you grew up, right? Does she like Indianapolis?”

“She hates it.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

Steve chuckles and finally gives you a second of eye contact. “Her girlfriend loves it though. And I love that she’s here. Win-win. Well, for me and Nance.”

You laugh and you’re breathless, all your shameful jealousy and anxiety dissipating like smoke by a rolled down window. “Robin has a girlfriend?” you ask, sounding definitely too happy.

Again, a brief second of eye contact. This one feels much less of a treasure than the first. More like he’s judging you. Like he can see straight through you.

“Only for the last five years.”

“Shit,” you say. “Five years? That must be awesome.”

He nudges you gently. “I wouldn’t know. My longest relationship didn’t make one.”

You don’t know what to say or how to smile. It sucks that he hasn’t found the one for him. It doesn’t suck for you. Sorry, Steve.

Only when you’re pulling up outside of the hairdressers do you stop to wonder why he brought it up.

He could tell you were having a meltdown, you think to yourself scornfully. There is literally no other reason, there will never be another reason.

But why specify that Robin has a girlfriend? He’s never specified before.

He didn’t specify.

You almost walk into Steve’s back as opens the door to the salon for you. He takes your distraction for worry, and he pulls you gently aside.

“Listen. You know I won’t let anything happen to you, right? I’m here, nobody is gonna get close to you.” He smiles, pearly top teeth peeking out. “Didn’t let them last time, did I?”

He doesn’t understand that that’s the whole problem. “Steve, you still have a bruise the size of a tangerine.”

“And I’ll be right as rain in a week.”

You kid yourself that his hand strokes down your arm as he lets go of you.

“C’mon, princess. Let’s do something about that hair,” he jokes.

“Jerk.”

“For sure.”

Jerk he may be, but a couple of hours later when your hair is freshly done and you’re ready to nap for hours, he fawns over you. “You look beautiful,” he says, without a drop of sarcasm.

“Thanks, Stevie.”

He’s pink in the cheeks by the time you reach the car.

“Are you okay?” you ask worriedly. “You look peaky.”

“Waited so long for you my stomach started eating itself. Quick, get in the jeep before it moves on to my small intestine.”

#steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #bodyguard!au #bodyguard!steve harrington #steve harrington x fem!reader #fem!reader #mutual pining #luveline's halloween party

[cak31ssuperi04]

Also also for the ask game The rest of the hackers + Izuchi n Sagara + Nanase!!

time to run away from ur ask box again just to show up again later

ding dong ditching via askbox real /j

YIPPE! WOO!

Sagara:

favorite thing about them- BEST GIRL???? I'M SO ILL ABOUT HER???? she's so silly......... I think there's something in her casual edginess and how she dresses in frills and likes cake and just how chill she is about it all. Love that she threatens Nanashi 0.3 seconds after meeting him. I like her general demeanor. Or how much she talks herself up in spite of how pathetic she is. She's a fun character and just everything about her appeals to me specifically, I can and will read to deep into her character sheet calling her jaded.

least favorite thing about them- Her saying Sagara was her temp name was the perfect setup for her to eventually reveal a chuuni alias and I'm so bitter that they didn't do that.

favorite line- "Heehee... Then Nanashi, you will have to perform the official pact rite!" (What's the pact rite?) "You must help with this lunchtime cake set that's being sold starting today!" (T-that's the rite?) "I have a quota to meet this month, see..."

brOTP- Nanashi!! Their friendship and interactions are so great to me. I also really like the idea of her befriending Yukinaga. Weirdboy-to-Weirdgirl communication(for both friendships tbh).

OTP- IZUCHI AUGH I M SO OBSESSED WITH THEM. They're very different but hear me out. They have a funny dynamic. Menaces to society and also each other. I do actually think there is potential for them to contrast and complement each other in interesting ways though. I appreciate that their one interaction establishes that she visits him regularly just to mess with him, and how he's probably just used to her atp. I think they could be schemers together.

nOTP- eh.

random headcanon- Her chicken avatar is based on a childhood pet, she starts keeping chickens again sometime in the future. Also timeskip Sagara wears crocs.

unpopular opinion- I've only seen this like twice but I disagree with any portrayal of Izsg that involves her pestering him because she has a crush because I think it's infinitely funnier if she's just Like That(and maybe the local asshole is one of the few peoples she has that's close to an actual friend but it's not a crush. at the moment).

song i associate with them- Egorock

favorite picture of them- From her VA's twitter

Izuchi:

favorite thing about them- Smartass. I love him dearly. Self aggrandizing mad scientist with the brains to back it up, who just does whatever he wants without regard to what other people think and goes about it with a cool and collected(/albeit arrogant) air. How he's not really on either side but just gives the time of day to whatever benefits him/his research, yet is still patient enough to explain things and hear out other perspectives. Who maybe does have a nice side but it's overlayed by 50 layers of conceit.

least favorite thing about them- I want him to face tangible consequence for what he did to the Potetes.

favorite line- "...What is it, whelp? Do you love my greatness? Well, I must apologize... I already adore myself far more than you do.", why is he like this I'm sobbign

brOTP- Nanashi, mad scientist-guinea pig duo ever. I think his relationship with Kirai is interesting too.

OTP- SAGARA. Look I think it's so real of her to be canonically able to knock him on his ass in like 1 minute flat. I have full reason to believe this happens regularly simply because of how easily she does it here, and the only reason it doesn't escalate is because Nanase drags her away. Izuchi is a voice of reason to her out-there way of thinking and general immaturity and Sagara not only doesn't take his shit but is fully capable of smashing through his ego.

nOTP- I can see how Izuchi/Saaya would be interesting but it just isn't for me idk.

random headcanon- Keeps and labels seashell displays. It's some of the only actual decor his room has. Also is a relatively decent cook.

unpopular opinion- The fandom doesn't bully him enough like actually. Look at this guy.

song i associate with them- What The World Needs, this was so hard I have too many.

favorite picture of them-

Kirai:

favorite thing about them- He's such an unapologetic turd but also weirdly competent for a 10 year old. I like how he spends his entire friend event complaining then just gives Nanashi trash as a gift. That's so mean. I feel like he veers more into being just an outright asshole vs Nomare or the twins being kind of clowns about it, but I love that for him honestly.

least favorite thing about them- leave the old man alone bro(who isn't even an old man he's 34 but Kirai's 10 so I see how it'd seem that way to him)

favorite line- "Yeah, yeah. Let's slaughterize 'em all."

brOTP- The hackers but I think Kotora being his babysitter is funny. Sorry for the constant torment dude(it's entertaining.)

OTP- N/A

nOTP- N/A

random headcanon- Makes a fuss about how he's eventually going to get a growth spurt and how That'll Show You All but stays short into adulthood. Never hears the end of it.

unpopular opinion- I feel like Izuchi's personality gets conflated with his sometimes which I get but. You know(will not elaborate(this isn't directed at anything you said in your answer btw just to be clear, you're good)).

song i associate with them- Oh No!

favorite picture of them-

Mikado:

favorite thing about them- Great antagonist. Very good parallels to Nanashi(for obvious reasons), with this being how he would've turned out if he stayed the way he was at the start of the game, down to his ultimate goal being a warped version of Nanashi's initial wish of World Peace. His attempt to start a team only to have them all hate and betray him in contrast to people being weirded out by Nanase before eventually warming up to him for him is neat.

least favorite thing about them- How do you just pretend to be a guy's cousin who he's known all his life and have his family accept that and let him stay with you. Where does Nanase go when he disappears. I can and will draw conjectures but I wish that was elaborated on.

favorite line- "Had it not been "me," there was no way I would have offered you hot cocoa in the dead of summer as if it were a reward." On levels of passive aggression incomprehensible to mere mortals.

brOTP- Nanashi and Misane!

OTP- N/A

nOTP- Nanashi ew

random headcanon- Would try to hold hacker Game Nights to build rapport and cooperation, you can imagine how well that went.

unpopular opinion- Not exactly Mikado himself but never forget that Nanashi is canonically capable of becoming a fucked up guy given the right circumstances. As in "can and will commit so many crimes against humanity" fucked up.

song i associate with them- Technocrat, I probably Do have better songs for him but I just want to raise this in the vein of him trying to pitch the master program to the higher ups and doing it in a really backhanded concerning way(although it gets passed anyways so.)

favorite picture of them-

Kotora:

favorite thing about them- Only Sane Man of the hackers but is so spineless that it doesn't even matter. He gets bullied by a 10 year old, guys. Hge's so tired guys give him a break. I enjoy the potential thread of him being so stressed and tired that he turned to crime despite not usually being that type. I like the moment in his friend event where Rocca breaks a plate(?) and he's more concerned about her safety. Nice fellow.

least favorite thing about them- Who runs the cafe while he's running from the law? Because Rocca is definitely still working there.

favorite line- "Ahaha… I wouldn't say "don't judge a book by its cover," more… "you don't know what a really fatigued guy will do.""

brOTP- The hackers but I like to imagine him and Tobari having regular meetups(tea parties? coffee? Whatever) after the group splinters off to do their own thing. I'd say they could bond over the more mature of the four but I wonder how he'd feel, with him being burnt out(albeit I do think all that trouble would give him a new appreciation for his life, but that doesn't change the fact that the feeling was there) and running a struggling business and her being born rich and choosing to gallivant around because she's a thrillseeker? I think there could be something to explore there.

OTP- N/A

nOTP- N/A

random headcanon- Majored in computer science for a minute in college; Went back to coding when he started feeling stuck in his own life and that's how he managed to have any success with hacking.

unpopular opinion- N/A

song i associate with them- Coffee and Syrup

favorite picture of them- He's kindof pathetic but that's how I like my men

Nomiya:

favorite thing about them- Hell yeah, go funny loud man.

least favorite thing about them- We have Sho Minamoto at home.

favorite line- "Ya better show me somethin' giga-fun next time!!! If you yotta-bore me again, you're packed!! Zipped! DELEEETEEEEEED!!!!!"

brOTP- The hackers but I like to think of him and Kirai being disasters who cause problems on purpose. I bet they fight all the time.

OTP- I don't always go there but I do see the Nomihiyu vision

nOTP- N/A

random headcanon- After the master program gets re-made he gets brought onto the team to help with code maintenance. He creates viruses and Hiyu figures out how to protect the master program from them.

unpopular opinion- N/A

song i associate with them- AC/DC

favorite picture of them-

Nanashi:

favorite thing about them- His arc! How he starts the game constantly trashing on himself and through his efforts to befriend the characters, he learns that everyone's a little messed up. He learns to start loving himself and what sets him apart, and that he deserves to be live and love and have friendship through his relationships, because people care for him. How his arc carries into the next game but not in such a way that they just get rid of his peculiarity.

least favorite thing about them- I feel like it does get toned down from Ch.XXX to 1beat but some of his interactions with Misane post-timeskip... yeesh.

favorite line- His whole speech at the end of the first game makes me feel things.

brOTP- Misane big obvi, they're so precious to me. Can a catgirl and a bunnyboy truly solve crimes together.

OTP- I have a few ships I like with him but nothing I'm entirely committed to.

nOTP- Gosh where do I start. Mikado maybe.

random headcanon- Moves in with the Real Aisakas permanently after the game, mostly I just feel bad about the idea of having him move too far away from his friends.

unpopular opinion- Okay for how much people like to rag on his post-timeskip behavior lbr even some of his comments toward other characters throughout the first game were kind of. weird(derogatory). Also maybe not shipping him with Misane is an unpopular opinion but the fandom seems to have fallen off that boat anyways.

song i associate with them- Saying the 1bit ed might be too obvious so. uh. Be A Friend. Also Self-Inflicted Achromatic for a more angsty(normal end) angle

favorite picture of them-

#Izuchi and Sagara go first because they're the MOST important #Fun fact Sagara is the specific reason I started doing 1bit fanart #pieceofcake.txt #cakeasks #these Favorite Thing sections have just become me rambling without actually pinpointing a favorite thing but ah. it is what it is

[i-am-a-reader-fear-me]

A Percabeth AU where they keep their relationship secret in fear of what their parents might think. (Warning: this goes over both PJO and HoO so it's very long):

The beginning of TLT goes as it should but after Percy is claimed, Annabeth is suddenly meaner and colder.

He remembers the Poseidon/Athena rivalry but doesn't see why they have to hate each other bcuz of their parents.

But Annabeth doesnt relent.

They still go on the quest together bcuz "you are so going to fail without a daughter of Athena."

But they still argue a lot and give poor Grover a satyr migraine.

When they have that bonding moment on the truck, Percy thinks maybe they're sorta friends, but Annabeth proves that wrong later by calling him a "Seaweed Brain" bcuz he's so stupid.

Percy fires back with "Wise Girl" but Annabeth seems to take that as more of a compliment than an insult.

(He doesn't stop calling her that tho)

After Luke betrays Percy, Annabeth's the one that found him after the dryads and she drags him to the infirmary but completely denies caring about him afterwards.

By SoM, Percy is so done with this and goes over to her asking if they could be friends.

Annabeth, who actually would like to be his friend, agrees with reluctancy, saying, "We have to keep it a secret though, or who knows what our parents might do."

Percy agrees.

Grover knows they're friends now cuz of the empathy link, but doesn't say anything.

In TTC, when Annabeth falls off the cliff, he blames himself more than ever, bcuz if they hadn't been fake arguing she might not have been distracted and fallen.

Thalia blames him even more too, and he has to keep his cover and can't tell her he knows it's all his fault.

Nico asks if Annabeth is Percy's girlfriend.

He says no, but he has a funny feeling in his heart.

He goes to the attic to ask the Oracle about Annabeth.

It doesn't answer.

When he thinks Artemis is about to ask Annabeth to join the Hunters, he knows he has to tell her something, even if it meant blowing their cover.

He breathes a sigh of relief when Artemis asks Thalia, and Annabeth is waiting for him to talk with narrowed eyes as if trying to figure out what he wants to say.

He chokes. (~Like doesn't say his feelings, not actually choke lol~)

In BotL, they are totally going out on a secret unofficial movie date but ofc the fiasco with Kelli at Goode happens.

Annabeth gets really jealous when Rachel appears. (Especially since Rachel has more opportunity to go out with Percy bcuz Annabeth and Percy have to pretend to hate each other.)

Percy, ofc, does not realize why in Hades she's acting like she really hates him even though they're in private.

At camp, they're playing Capture the Flag when they stumble on an entrance to the Labyrinth.

They go down to hide from monsters and end up stuck.

It's so dark Annabeth grabs his hand to keep from being separating. (~this is canon, they were holding hands I checked~)

When they find their way back out, it appears almost an hour had gone by when they were sure they were down for a couple minutes.

The campers were searching for the two of them and are immediately suspicious when they find the two alone. Together.

But they forget about that when Clarisse comes and asks about the "hole" they fell into and Annabeth suggests they continue talking in private.

It is then that Annabeth, Percy, Grover, and Tyson go on their quest.

When Annabeth and Percy reach Mount St. Helens they are quickly found out.

Percy tells Annabeth to escape saying he has a plan. (He really doesn't)

She kisses him. (~whaaaaaaaat~)

When she leaves, Percy apparently decides to cause a volcano to erupt. (~ya he doez~)

He lands on Ogygia, while Annabeth, thinking he is dead, goes back to camp, alone.

When she returns, they ask where Percy, Grover, and Tyson are but she refuses to say anything.

They realize what happened.

They have a burning of the shroud ceremony where she doesn't say anything, sitting, her face emotionless, but her heart in turmoil as she listens to Chiron.

That's when Percy crashes the funeral.

Annabeth is outraged.

She pretends it's because "THE WHOLE QUEST IS BEING HELD UP BECAUSE OF YOU! AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING, ENJOYING A VACATION AT PARADISE ISLAND?!?!"

It's really because she was head over heels with worry and grief (while he's off with sOmE imMorTal gOdDeSs) but she can't let anyone know that.

She is certainly not happy when Rachel joins their quest.

(Percy still doesn't get it.)

Before TLO, they are playing Capture the Flag, and the two are on opposite sides. (~in The Demigod Files, the story they find Festus for the first time in~)

Annabeth and Silena capture Percy and Beckendorf and the boys suffer an utter loss. (Were the myrmekes part of the plan? They'll never know.)

Beckendorf and Silena totally know they like each other no matter how much Percy and Annabeth fake it and try to get one of them to ask each other to the Independence Day firework show.

Annabeth does end up asking Percy and they watch the fireworks secretly next to the woods so no one sees them.

They hold hands or something else just as cute idk.

In TLO, when the Battle of Manhattan starts, everyone is surprised when Annabeth let's Percy take the lead.

When she takes the blade for Percy she says it was bcuz "I didn't know it was him!"

"So you would take a blade for anyone if it wasn't Percy?"

"...yes."

But by this time everyone secretly ships Percabeth so no one questions it.

After the war, Percy gives up immortality mostly for her but only those two know it. (And maybe Grover).

Annabeth asks him to meet her in the woods and when he does, she brings him a lumpy blue-colored cake which Tyson helped make. (Bcuz of course Tyson knows that they're secretly friends but Grover told him not to tell anyone).

They kiss, duh.

But then a monster comes out from the woods and they don't want to fight it after they just had a war so they run.

They end up by the lake and Percy pulls Annabeth in to get away from the monster.

Cue best underwater kiss ever.

They date in secret for two months but Percy's mom knows.

When Percy goes missing, Annabeth freaks.

She searches for him everywhere and if anyone asks why she's searching so hard for someone she doesn't even like, she just replies, "He probably just disappeared bcuz it's his turn to do the camp chores and I will not let him slack off," or "Who else am I supposed to use for target practice???"

(None of the campers who'd been in the Titan war buy it.)

In SoN, the only thing Percy remembers is Annabeth, but for some reason, he has this instinct to not tell anyone about her so he doesn't.

In MoA she still judo flips him and acts all mad (which she is) but he still laughs it off and says all sarcastic, "Oh, did the smartass daughter of Athena miss me?"

But he missed her too.

When they go to eat lunch Annabeth and Percy excuse themselves to "go to the bathroom" but they really snuck off to have their own private reunion.

"I missed you so much, Seaweed Brain. Don't ever disappear like that again."

"I'm sorry, Wise Girl. I missed you too."

*kissing*

Later, when Annabeth and Percy sneak off to the Pegasi stables on the Argo II and sleep next to each other.

Frank finds them.

They swear they didn't do anything and threaten Frank into silence.

He can never look at them the same way again though.

When Annabeth has to get the Athena Parthenos, Percy paces the deck of the Argo but says he's not worried about a daughter of Athena.

When she finally gets the statue, he goes down to meet her but she trips and falls into the Pit.

He catches her, but now he's hanging on a ledge.

"Percy, let me go. You can't pull us both up." She whispers, knowing they're too low for the others to hear.

"We're staying together. You're not getting away from me. Never again." He whispers back.

"As long as we're together."

At least in Tartarus, they don't have to pretend they don't absolutely, utterly love each other.

In Blood of Olympus, Percy, Annabeth, and Piper are walking underground to the monster's base in the Parthenon when they see a trident mark in the ground.

Annabeth says it's the place where Poseidon struck the ground.

At this point, Percy turns to Piper and asks, "Can you keep a secret?"

Piper nods.

That's when Percy kisses Annabeth.

When he pulls away, he says, "This is where the rivalry ends….for us, at least."

Piper acts surprised but on the inside she is rAGING bcuz now Leo owes her ten bucks but she can't tell him.

After the Giant war they consider telling their friends, but they're not sure…

Idk how to end this just keep going

Sort of a bonus:

The Hephaestus and Athena cabins worked together to make everyone monster-proof phones (which also correct their dyslexia) and Annabeth and Percy use them all the time to text each other and no one knows.

Jason asks Percy to come to a cafe with some of the others, and Annabeth and Percy are texting the whole time.

Their convo goes something like this:

'hey Annabeth, me, Jason, Frank and some of the others r going to that cafe on 31st street'

'*Jason, Frank, some of the others and I' 'Really? Piper, Hazel, and I are going there too. They mentioned Jason, Frank, and Leo might be there, but not you.'

'weird, they didn't say anything about u either' 'hey wait a sec, Jason's texting on some gc called Operation Get Them Together' 'the other guys' phones r ringing everytime he sends something…'

'What? Operation Get Them Together???'

'yeah'

'....'

'what'

'Oh no.'

'what??? Annabeth????'

'They're trying to set us up.'

'wdym set us up'

'I MEAN, they're TRYING to get us TO GET TOGETHER'

'huh?'

'THEY WANT US TO GO OUT PERCY! YOU KNOW, TO BE A COUPLE???'

'ok okkk u don't have to yell'

'🤦‍♀️'

'so what do we do'

'I think we should go along with it.'

'wait hold on, Jason's asking me who im texting'

'Wait, tell him it's your girlfriend. Just to screw with them.'

'haha yes ur a genius'

'I know.'

Percy tells Jason that he is texting his girlfriend, to which Jason replies by "What?!" and frantically starts typing on the group chat to tell everyone that 'YOU GUYS PERCY SAYS HE HAS A GF ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION!!!'

To which Piper is the first to reply, saying, 'Nah, trust me, keep going with it'

At this point, they reach the cafe, and the boys and girls meet up at a table.

Annabeth, immediately going into acting mode, says, "What is he doing here?"

Percy fires back with a scowl and says, "You didn't tell me she was going to be here. I'm leaving."

Jason stops him tho

Percy and Annabeth sit down at the table, but everyone is still standing.

Piper and Hazel say they have to go to the bathroom and leave.

Jason and Leo say they're going to go order (even tho it's a sit down with a menu and order type of cafe???)

Everyone seems to have some kind of excuse to leave until Percy and Annabeth are left alone.

The two pull out their phones again.

'Seriously? This is their plan? Say we're all going out to eat and then leave the two of us alone?'

'ig' 'what do we do now'

'I don't know.' They're probably spying on us…'

'um is that Reyna, Hazel, and Calypso in the bushes with mud and green war paint on their faces?'

Reyna, Hazel, and Calypso were indeed hiding in the bushes (with binoculars) with mud and green war paint on their faces.

'Wtf?? How'd they do that so fast???' 'And is that Leo and Piper holding newspapers with eyeholes cut through???'

'lol yea...then that eagle flying above us is prolly Frank'

'Jason is hiding in the clouds to your six.'

'where r Nico and Will?'

'I think that's them making out in the bushes.'

'lmaoo im so gonna tease them for that' 'so what do we do now Wise Girl'

'...' 'Follow my lead.'

'k'

Annabeth puts away her phone and stands up.

Percy follows her lead.

She says, "We know you guys are there, just come out. It's not going to work. And we see you too, Nico and Will."

The other demigods come out of their hiding spots (the two who had been called out looking especially sheepish).

"Why not?" Piper says, knowing perfectly well why not.

Percy looks between Annabeth and Piper, and seems to come to a decision.

"Because," he says and goes over to Annabeth and kisses her, "we're already together."

The responses were very diverse.

"What?!"

"I knew it!"

"Leo! My ten bucks. Now."

"Yeah, I walked in on them sleeping together…"

"So we did all this for nothing???"

"Wait, did you say sleeping together?"

They arguing stops as two flashes of light almost blind everyone and two gods appear.

Poseidon and Athena.

For several seconds, the two gods just stare at Percy and Annabeth (who are now holding hands just bcuz)

Then, finally, after what seemed and EXCRUCIATINGLY long time, Poseidon turns to Athena and says:

"I was right, you were wrong, I was RIGHT, you were WRONG, I WAS RIGHT, YOU WERE WRONG, YOU OWE ME FIFTY DRACHMAS BIRD BRAIN"

This was not the reaction the demigods was expecting if you couldn't tell

Athena just scowls and makes a pouch filled with drachmas appear, and throws it at Poseidon.

Poseidon catches it, bringing out what appears to be a phone and starts calling someone.

Athena goes over to Percy and Annabeth.

She looks mad, and Annabeth tries to let go of Percy's hand, panicking, trying to think of a lie, but Percy doesn't let go.

"My daughter is the smartest and best of my children, and as much as I don't approve of this, if she chose you, sea-spawn, she must have a good reason. But if you step one foot out of line, I will have you punished, understood?"

Athena addresses this to Percy, who nods fearfully.

"Good."

Suddenly there are a bunch more flashes of light as more gods appear bcuz apparently, Poseidon wanted everyone to see that he was right and Athena was wrong.

Ofc chaos ensues.

But Percy and Annabeth are still holding hands and look at each other and feel overwhelmingly happy for the first time in a long time because now they don't have to keep their relationship a secret anymore.

THE END~

WTF HAVE I WRITTEN.

#what did i do #this is so long #im sorry #my first time #Percabeth #Percabeth AU #percabeth au #percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #tlt #som #ttc #botl #tlo #son #moa #hoh #boo #operation percabeth #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus? #is this enough tags #idek #hope you like it

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans Are Space Orcs, “The Press.”

I have been wanting to do this for a while. Commander Vir deals with fame, and the good and bad parts of it. I hope you like, sorry I am so late today :) 

“Why exactly am I back on earth? My tour doesn’t end for another six months, and we were just getting ready for our first exploratory mission since before the burg war.”

“Look, commander, I understand this isn’t what you thought you were signing up for, but since the movie dropped recruitment has Gone up 45% and another 20% after merchandising, we need to get on this quick,”

He sighed 

“Besides, you will only be touring one or two weeks. That’s one or two weeks paid vacation while you talk to celebrities, pose for pictures, and maybe do a press conference or two. Bring along a couple of friends to keep you company and it won’t be that bad.”

“Alright, alright, I get it, but I’m not a dancing monkey. I didn’t sign up for this, and it’s not going to becoming a thin.”

“Yes commander, now The UNSC is taking you first. You are their poster child after all, and they want your face on the recruiting posters .”

“Very well, ma’am.”

***

Wednesday, June 3

“This is good work commander, but we are going to bring in an expert to make it just right.”

Commander Vir stood in an empty hanger bay surrounded by reflective panels, directional lights and a multitude of camera equipment. Sunny and Krill were playing a guessing game he had taught them earlier in the day to keep them occupied, and Waffles -- his dog -- was curled up by one of the set technicians taking a nap.

“An expert?”

“Yes, we’re bringing in one of the guys who used to be a guard in Arlington. The uniform looks good, but is it perfect?”

The answer to that question was answered simply few minutes later

He was a slob, a big fat slob who didn’t know how to properly wear his socks. The guy even whipped out a tape measure to determine the exact distance that a pin should be placed from the crease in his collar.

Commander Vir didn’t see the difference on the small scale, but in aggregate, he found that the difference was actually quite startling. He blinked, “Wow.”

“Excellent, now, we’re going to have you stand over here while we adjust the lights, and then when we give you the cue we want you to follow the order to a T. We will have parade rest attention, present at attention and then contemplatively looking off into the distance. We will have someone with a marker to tell you where to look.”

“Stare contemplatively off into the distance. I don’t remember learning that one.”

“Ahh we got a smartass.” 

He stepped into place doing as the cameraman ordered, trying to look serious and imposing as directed, though Sunny and Krill had decided to make faces in the background. He actually did loose it at some point as Sunny started doing some weird improvised dancing in the background while krill stood there like it offended his sensibilities.

Eventually they got what he wanted, and they showed him some of the prototypes.

There were a few that he liked but only because they looked like vintage  movie posters from some badass naval war movie.

Thursday, June 4 

The three of them walked into the studio watching as bodies flowed past them hurrying off in all directions. Obviously their presence caused quite a stir, and Adam thought he recognized a few faces peering from the crowd, other movies stars and celebrities, but he couldn't be sure what he was seeing. And then there were the women, and men who hurried about, tall, statuesque like greek gods given life, with jaws so sharp they could cut paper, and pouty lips under wide dark eyes. 

Looking at them and then at himself, well, he felt like a dump truck next to a sports car.

Sunny on the other hand didn’t seem impressed, “I could snap them in half…. Like twigs.”

“Fighting isn’t the point Sunny, they’re just supposed to be hot.”

Krill eyed them, “Their single job is to profess the perfect mating standard?”

“Ur yeah, I guess.”

Krill snorted, Sunny shook her head ,’ What is the point of being hot if you’re also useless besides you don’t look all that different.”

He rolled his eyes. Leave it to an alien not to be able to tell what super hot humans looked like.

“I’m serious,” Sunny insisted, “You’re as tall as most of them, and more muscular than some of them, and you have a cool eye patch, so that means you win.”

He couldn’t help but smile shaking his head, “Alright, Alright, I’ll shut up.”

At that moment a woman appeared from nowhere and held out a hand, “Commander! So glad you could come, so glad.” She looked him up and down with a frown.”

“That bad huh?”

“Nothing a little wardrobe and makeup can’t fix.” She announced clapping her hands together and motioning others over as he frowned.

He frowned.

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing “

“Do I tell you how to do your job commander, no, now over to wardrobe .”

He blinked in surprise, “Ok, yes ma’am.”

He found himself sidling over to where racks and racks of clothing was hanging suddenly surrounded by the tall, statuesque people with their big eyes and pouty lips. While they were busy looking hot, he got nervous and nearly knocked over an entire rack of clothing, blushed till he was beat red, and then decided after this was all over he was going to bury himself under a rock and die.

He was mostly ignored for like twenty minutes until someone walked over, “Commander,” He was a portly little man with hair dyed frost white though his roots were growing in black. The man grabbed him by the hand and dragged him across the room, “Alright, alright, what do we have.”

He looked him over prodding t his shoulders and arms, making him turn in a circle, “Not bad, not bad at all. I can work with this. Tell me commander formal, or casual.”

“Uh casual?”

“Exactly what I was thinking! The provincial small town man feel. I like it.”

“Well I mean ok…” the little man grabbed him aggressively by the arm and pulled him around to a rack of clothing. In the end he had a pair of jeans black boots a black T-shirt and a brown leather jacket.

He frowned, “I hate to point this out, but this is literally what I am wearing.”

“No it isn’t. Yours is frumpy and sloppy and ours will make you look acceptably rugged.”

He frowned not sure if he was supposed to be offended or not, “And where am I supposed to change.”

“Right here.”

“Right here!’

“Commander, these are models, they show their bodies off for a living, none of them need a changing room, so take a leaf out of their book and stop worrying.”

This was worse than a high school locker room. Humans had never reached light speed, but he was pretty sure he at least broke the sound barrier while pulling on the new pants.

When he walked back over pulling on his jacket sunny and Krill had made themselves comfortable in a couple of the stage crew chairs, “What are you so nervous about, you looked fine.” Sonny said looking down at her implants to change music.

“You were watching me>”

“Was I not supposed to do that.” 

He felt himself turn a nice shade of cherry red, “No!.”

She shrugged, “Whatever.” 

Krill just shook his head, “You forget that neither of us wear clothes, so we do not understand your issues.”

He sighed, “Nudists.” He muttered walking towards the set, though he was immediately diverted by another person who led him over to a set of chairs and mirrors. He was pushed down into a seat and spun around and an aggressive group of stylists moved in on him. This is honestly not what he had expected when he joined the army.

He was even less impressed when they started to stick brushes in his face causing him to blink and his eyes to itch. Someone wetted down his hair and put product in it that smelled like strawberries, which, honestly he wasn’t entirely annoyed about.

From there he was finally let go and walked onto another photo set, though this one had way more lightning, way more cameras and way more props.

And of course like the awesome badass commander that he was, he stood there like a complete idiot as stiff as a board, caught like a deer in the headlights. The photographer seemed more than a little annoyed at his inability to look like anything other than sasquatch caught on a hunting camera.

“Relax.”

“This is kind of out of my element.”

“Being capture by aliens and going on space walks where you might suffocate, and you cant relax enough to take a picture.”

“To be fair, no one sees me when I am doing badass stuff, so I don’t have the social pressure of preforming well.”

They tried some more.

They told him he was smiling awkwardly, or like he was being threatened at gunpoint.

It wasn’t until Sunny started doing stupid dances behind the camera-man, again that the photographer finally started to like what he was seeing. Every time he turned to look at what Vir was smiling at, Sunny would stop dancing trying to look all innocent.

That just made him laugh.

At some point one of the people had a great idea to involve waffles, and -- like the good girl that she was -- she promptly stole the spotlight, which he was totally cool with.

Photoshoots were definitely not his thing.

He was about 100 percent sure when the photos came out they would look like his last middle school yearbook picture.

Even thinking about it made him grimace.

Friday, June 5

“And please help me to welcome our next special guest, Commander Adam Vir of the UNSC.”

His legs felt like jelly, and it took sunny nudging him to finally get him moving onto the stage. He wondered if people could tell just how bad his legs were shaking.

And there was a twitching going on in his right cheek that he just couldn't stop.

He wanted to go back to the hotel and watch dumb TV With Sunny while krill complained about the medical inaccuracies.

But here he was listening to clapping and cheering from an assembled studio crowd. He was sure he was going to do something massively stupid, like trip off the stage, or rip his pants or forget his own name, or something.

The host stood up, he was blanking on their name right now though he knew they were ridiculously famous.

He shook hands with them.

“So glad you could come commander.”

“A pleasure to be here.” He responded robotically hoping that his smile was at least somewhat convincing.”

He took a seat on the couch, resting a hand against his shaking right leg.

He was going to puke.

“So, i Heard you have been on tour  for the past two days, how are you enjoying the celebrity circuit.”

He rubbed his hands against his legs, “Do you want the real answer or the fake one?”

“Lets hear the real one.”

“Er, well it turns out I am really bad at…. Pretty much everything that’s not captaining a ship. Yesterday I did a photoshooot where I am ninety percent sure I looked like an awkward cryptid most of the time. People are going to be looking at those photos and wondering in what swamp they found me.” 

There was laughter from the crowd.

He wasn’t entirely sure if that was funny or not.

“I am sure they aren’t as bad as all that.”

He shook his head, “Pretty sure my face was like this…” He raised his hands making a wide-eyed shocked expression that had the crowd laughing again.”

The host smiled, “Commander, Forgive me for asking, but how old are you.”

He smiled sheepishly, “Um, lets just say too young and leave it at that.”

“I was sort of under the impression that commanders and admirals were….”

“Old wrinkly dudes?”

“Yeah.” 

He rubbed the back of his head, “That’s mostly true, the reason I got this position has to do with my experience with extra terrestrials.”

“I’ve heard rumors that you have aliens on board your ship. Is that true.”

“Those shouldn’t be rumors, that is entirely true. We have a twenty….three person Drev clan, a Vrul medical officer, a starborn, and some miscellaneous others.”

A muttering from the crowd, “But you were part of the Drev war, and Operation Steel eye. How did an entire Drev clan end up on your ship?”

He shrugged, “The story is complicated, but the long and short of it is, I made friends with some Drev after the war, and they adopted me into the clan.”

“Can we…. See, the prosthetic I mean” He held up his hands, “Not to be disrespectful.”

He shrugged, “sure.” Reaching down and tugging up his pant leg so the bright blue carapace glittered in the bright studio lights.

The man leaned closer, “Wow…. What…. What is that?”

“Drev carapace.” He dropped the pant leg.

“Why?”

“That is actually the reason I am adopted. A drev has to give you a gift that contains a piece of their own armor, so my best friend made this for me some time ago.” 

They talked about that for a little while. They talked about the war, they talked about his first moment on an alien planet.

“I was actually on the original mission to land on  Proxima b. I was the shuttle pilot behind Captain Kelly, though I don’t know how many people knew that.

There was a murmuring around the room.

“I know it was broadcasted live, but luckily the cameras were pointed away because when I was getting out of the shuttle, my foot slipped on the stairs.” The crowd gasped and giggled, “And I face planted right onto the surface.” 

More laughing.

“That is my legacy, the first man to take a nose dive on an alien planet.”

“I would say that your legacy contains a lot of strange instances. There are reports that you recently escaped from kidnapping by a prodigum by… Singing? How did that work?”

He rubbed the back of his head, “Well that is… that is.” he laughed nervously, “Yes that is a thing that happened. I and my friend Sunny were captured by a criminal overlord for entertainment in his little criminal syndicate. They had cages lined all along the ceiling and inside them were other humans. Turns out the Prodigum react to human singing like a drug, so I was asked to sing, luckily for me one of the woman in the other cage was a voice coach, so a few days of starving and being miserable, she taught me how to sing properly, or a little more properly, and then I sang a super sad song, distracted everyone long enough for y friend to escape and call for help.”

Gasping and more laughter around the room.

“Wow…. Your life….”

“Reads like a strange cartoon doesn’t it.”

From the crowd, “Sing for us!.”

The call was taken up a few more times.

He shook his head, “No no no, no I am not going to sing on international television. I have embarrassed myself enough this week.” 

“You now commander, you wouldn’t want to disappoint the public.”

He could feel the heat rising into his face as the rest of the crowd took up the chant.

He tried to protest, but that didn’t seem to be working.

Eventually he held up his hands “Ok, ok, but if my voice cracks…. Just don’t laugh.”

“And you were without accompaniment.”

He sighed, “Yeah it was a Capella. They didn’t exactly give me a soundtrack.” he stood taking a few deep breaths and humming to himself. His legs were shaking even worse than before.

He rubbed his hands nervously together.

The studio went very quiet.

He felt sweat trickling down his back between his shoulder blades.

He took a deep breath and….

His voice came out loud and clear, though it quivered slightly. He tried to shore it up as he continued, taking deeper breaths trying to get more control. He tried to find that place where he had been back in the cage. The sort of hopeless anguish he had tried to convey. His voice did quake a few times, but he was ok with that.

At least he didn’t do something super stupid like fall off the stage.

He cut it off hallway because his legs were shaking so bad, he thought that any worse might cause him to fall over.

The crowd began to clap as he collapsed back into his seat taking a deep breath.

“Wow, that is pretty impressive for someone who says they don’t sing. Bet the person who wrote that didn’t think it would be used to escape alien kidnappers.”

“Whatever it was, it worked. But” he lifted his hand, “I’m shaking so bad right now.”

The man shook his head, “That form someone who doesn’t shake when he flies jets at thousands of miles per hour.”

He smiled, “The jet isn’t going to judge me if my voice cracks. I think you will find aliens and airplanes are a lot less scary than humans. Don’t get me wrong humans are great , you guys just scare me half to death.” 

Saturday, June 6

A flight demonstration over the beach, which was pretty good 

Sunday, June 7

Dinner with a few important famous people

Monday, June 8 

Dinner with some politicians.

Tuesday, June 9 

He visited some UNSC bases up and down  the western coastline talking to servicemen and visiting some other people

Wednesday June, 10

The magazines came out, and they actually managed to make him look pretty good to his surprise,  though he was pretty sure the picture had been taking while Sunny was doing something with her hips that Drev hips had not been designed for, which eventually made him laugh so hard he had choked.

Thursday, June 11

This was his last day, and he had one more press conference to attend, than he could go home. He was wearing his formal uniform, captain’s cap, cords, gloves and everything else. There were at least ten microphones on the lectern in front of him, and a crowd of reporters below. Lights blinded his eyes.

Behind his back, the UNSC flag outlined him in bright blue. 

He was getting ready for more questions about the Burg war or wearing the steel eye armor.

He nodded to one of the reporters in the front.

“Commander, do you want to explain to us why, on UNSC time you were  reported as supporting an LFIL protest when you were supposed to be acting as neutral crowd control.”

He felt the blood drain right out of his face.

He was not ready for this.

Inside his brain went blank. He stammered for a second, suddenly feeling like a little kid giving a class presentation while all eyes stared at him. More cameras flashed, “I…. I was doing what I thought…. Needed to be done to keep the protest civil.”

“That was not your job!”

More yelling until the crowd was shushed, “Look, the GA wasn’t seeing any of their representative. I simply explained their side of the story to the GA, and they decided to lift the ban on their own.”

“Directly going against the policies of the UNSC was a gross breach of your contract commander, and we are all having a hard time understanding why you have not been disciplined for it.” 

“You have no idea what is on y contract. My job is to foster peace throughout the galaxy, and THAT is what I did.”

“Some people see it as a direct attack on our way of life. You are helping spread disease poor moral values throughout the galaxy.”

He felt his face burning, “What makes you think their relationships have anything to do with you NONE of them live on earth or on Mars. They do not interact with you, they do not bother you, they do not THINK about you. And no they are not spreading disease because every person who leaves earth receives a full disease panel. You are more likely to have communicable diseases than they are.” 

Uproar.

He shouldn't have said that.

“You are spreading extrial propaganda, and now that you are the face of the UNSC you are having an impact on our children, so t is your duty to uphold the values of the Human public.”

His hands were gripping white onto the lectern, “It is my job to uphold MY values and if the UNSC doesn’t like what I am doing they will fire me, so that is none of your concern.”

“Commander Vir, are you an extrail.”

The room went very silent suddenly. His heart was hammering in his chest.

“You are out of line. My personal life whatever it may entail has no bearing on my work, so you will either ask me professional questions or we are done here.”

“But you haven't denied it!” Someone else shouted.

“That question doesn't deserve an answer either way. If i tell you, that means I am justifying myself to you, which I have no desire to do, and if I were to confirm the other way, I would be bringing a personal issue into a political light, which would also be inappropriate. Either way I will not answer you. Unless there are any more questions that involve my work and not my personal life…”

He wouldn’t budge forcing them to change the subject.

His hands were shaking again, but this time it was out of anger. He had to breathe very slowly to keep himself calm enough.

***

Headlines 

Commander Vir Extrail or Normal 

SCANDAL: UNSC’s Golden boy involved with aliens?

Press conference turns to barbed comments.

LFIL Propaganda

[midoriyaizukustan-inactive]

bakuiida as either a ship or friendship (pick ur preference) is so great and funny like

bakugou ACTS like a complete delinquent and is such a smartass asshole and doesnt show much respect, yet he is a complete STICKLER for the rules (well rules that are enforced anyway) and he cares so much abt his official record

meanwhile iida is this v v respectful and polite and kinda hardass dude that is studious and responsible and yet my mans was literally going to either seriously maim or MURDER A MAN and also he broke the law just for his friends/because his friends did too and at that points hes just “well why not”. iida is the Definition of ride-or-die and “if my friends jump off a cliff i am jumping too” we love him

so both of them stressing each other the FUCK out over the clash in their values but then also begrudgingly bonding with their shared ones is so good. bakugou and iida plan study dates but half the time they dont get anything done because iida is like “get ur filthy fucking feet off of this goddamn PUBLIC LIBRARY desk or so help me god”. bakugou fucking hates having iida for a training partner bc the dude is absolutely Ruthless. like iida isnt feral like uraraka or midoriya are but hes definitely passionate and is perfectly willing to play dirty where he sees it fit

anyway bakugou would totally get iida to start cussing and iida doesnt even REALIZE until he goes home for a holiday and he doesnt make it five minutes into a conversation w his dad and tensei without saying “fuck”. they are all horrified iida especially

meanwhile iida helps bakugou chill the fuck out like we saw from that one official art piece where he calms the wild rat with some french fries (thank you horikoshi for that sketch). iida just helps bakugou find his fuckin leash and it WORKS like bakugou is still an angry feral rabid RAT but at least he isnt going to blow someone’s face off anymore at the slightest provocation. also he finally apologizes to midoriya thank you iida for being an Influence on him

anyway they think they hate each other but then they hear someone talking shit abt the other and they go NUTS. its kinda like theyre an even more backward vers of todobaku and we love that bc its so fucking funny

anyway we love the weirdest bond in class 1-a. at least i do

#me: hm i think im gonna look at the iidabowl tag! #iidabowl tag: offers bakuiida #me: wow i didnt know i was starving for this content but on god! i would die for them #ehh maybe not for bakugou #at least not until he canoncially apologizes to midoriya #but since in this he Does i will leave the og tag for now #anyway! i appreciate them both as characters and also i would die for iida #djkjk #bakugo katsuki #iida tenya #c makes a word #bakuiida #iibaku #bnha #boko no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #kacchan #ingenium #textpost #tp #bnha bakugo #mha bakugo #my hero academy #bnha iida #mha iida #tenya iida #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugo

[jj-ktae]

how would got7 confess? also ur work is the best :*

Aww thank you anon ! 💕

Mark = Will be scared of rejection so it’s going to take a while before he confesses. Once he sets his mind he choses to do something simple; a fancy restaurant and candle and roses will only make it sound official and he doesn’t want to feel the pressure. Will not stutter and just throw a quick “I like/love you” Is probably dying on the inside but hides it well. There is no way he will not have the brightest smile afterwards. Will add holding hands to prove his point. He is the type to confess at the strangest time. What do you mean he can’t confess when his S/O is at the hospital for a bad stomachache? Just watch him. 12% romanticism, 88% sincerity

Jaebeom = Red alert he is freaking out please don’t make him look vulnerable he can’t handle it. Will probably be so obvious the person won’t be surprised “you knew ???” Is going to prepare so much in his head wow he is a genius he will write a song and then sing it to you before confessing in the most beautiful way. Reality : “Did I tell you how yesterday’s meal got me constipated?” Will end up confessing once his S/O gets tired and forces him to speak. “Jaebeom you kissed me two times already what is your problem?”. 50% Cuteness, 49% goofiness, 1% bowel movements.

Jackson = “PSA I AM INLOVE WITH YOU SHOULD I CALL THE LOCAL NEWS”. Messages, letters, pictures, poems, songs, SKYWRITING. If they don’t know by now then they’re stupid. Most likely to change his social media bio into “I LOVE S/O/N” Most comfortable but also creepiest we get it Jackson you’re in love. No hesitation, he has it all planned in the weirdest way. Anxious ++++. Most likely to ask for the same level of love in exchange if they don’t send him a message at least every 18mins about how they love him back then they don’t love him. Will not be able to keep it to himself he has to externalise or HE WILL EXPLODE. 0% self-control, 300% Passion.

Jinyoung = Comes up with a plan. Tries to be a smartass but will end up being as embarrassed as everyone else. If they even show the tiniest smirk during his confession he will FIGHT. “NO LISSEN TO ME” Says it once and heaven forbid they don’t hear him. Wants to be romantic but then decides to be edgy and raw. “I like/love you and I can’t stop thinking about you but please if you don’t feel the same let me know also I will make you go crazy before i say it again so print that moment into your empty head- anyways. that’s it” Doesn’t know what to do with himself when did he become SO WEAK, EW. 10% conflicted, 10% Scary, 50% Vulnerable, 20% Tsundere, 0,1% romanticism the rest is him trying to be cute but failing you make the count.

Youngjae = “I will send subliminal messages until you understand if you don’t i will keep watching from a distance in hope you read in my eyes that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” Will do nothing unless he receives a little push. You know that person who stares and you don’t know if they’re attracted or a creep? That’s Youngjae. Tries to act cute but really he is so subtle there’s no way anyone can guess. Will confess once his S/O thinks he is a weirdo. “No i’m just in love with you and I don’t know how to be a normal person.” Ends up sending a text message instead. 80% Passive, 10% intense giggles, 10% “Please help me i’m suffering”

Bambam = “I’m in love with you when are you moving in with me.” EXTRA. Will confess because he’s bad with this shit. Ends up feeling nauseous so makes it super short and clear. Memes his way in their heart. “What do you mean you didn’t knew after I sent you three pictures of my nostrils and offered you an ice-cream?” He needs to prove his love and he will do so in the most CONFUSING WAYS. Is nothing but a shy baby who uses humour to hide his vulnerability. if they laugh along he considers his job DONE. Most likely to do a victory dance. Feels way better once he is done and promises he will never do it again. Confesses again the next day because he is too whipped. NO PRIDE TAKE EVERYTHING HE WILL SPOIL to prove his point “who cares about diamonds if i get to see you twerk on my face everyday” 100% Extra, 100% weirdo, 100% crazy, 100% FUN. “Will you dab-y me *winks*” oh and 100% cute.

Yugyeom = STOP EVERYTHING HE IS IN LOVE AND HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO. Googles “how to confess.” ends up watching videos of puppies eating cookies. Curses, whines, calls Bambam for advices, receives horrible advices, gives up. Ends up confessing at the most random moment. Can’t hide his embarrassment. BLUSH ++++++, Pterodactyl screeching ++++, Second most likely to do a victory dance. Will never stop sending loving words once he’s done. “wow it was surprisingly easy I knew it He he he.” Acts tough but he almost had a heart attack. Doesn’t think love is easy so will probably not do it again. “Love is scary.” 1% confidence,  100% A-DO-RA-BLE, 10000% “I am best boy.” 

Aren’t these getting weirder and weirder lol

#got7

[sweetbunnykook]

i’m going to punch the crap out of you. you’re gorgeous sHuT UP. i don’t even have to see a picture of you to prove my fact. if i have to and I WILL write an argumentative essay claiming that you’re beautiful and you should love yourself. the thing with the human brain is that we tend to see ourselves a lot differently than how others see us. we see ourselves EVERY DAY so it’s natural we get bored of how we look or how we freak out over a small change like a pimple. [pt 1 of my constant love]

in most cases, people around you who don’t see you everyday as you see yourself in the mirror/phone everyday won’t even notice if you’ve gained weight or got a lil pimple showing up on your face, and even if they do fuck them. there is a thing called body dysmorphic disorder where people see themselves differently than how they look, you most likely don’t have it but it’s becoming a very common disorder to females and males because of social media and the “norm” of beauty. [pt 2] 

of course there is also going to be peer pressure that adds onto this. it’s okay to be self-conscious, everyone should, ITS NORMAL but people take it too far sometimes and it always results in someone hurting themselves to make them look a certain way, like starving yourself :( please do NOT do that. you are harming yourself physically and mentally. starving yourself can cause irritation and stress, it can actually make you gain more weight than lose it. physically it does a lot of damage, [pt3]

i know you probably know all of this and i’m probably coming off as a smartass and i frankly do not care. i want you to take care of yourself, love yourself first and foremost. that’s what BTS always say, it’s practically the main reason for their recent albums. don’t feel guilty to be eating, there’s many ways to still eat and not hurt yourself (like dieting but i always thInK ThEy WANT uS To BeCOMe VEGAN, kidding ofc 👀). [pt 4]

okay this will be my last one, i am so sorry for taking up ur inbox. i just want to say that you are BEAUTIFUL the way you are, don’t try to change yourself. there is many other healthy ways you can go about weight if you’re that worried but i highly doubt you should be, you’re probably skinny as heck. eat as much as you want, it’s your body. and fuck the finals. thank you for coming to my TED talk [pt 5 ? i think/final]

You’re so precious bby, thank you so much for sending this ✨💖 I do want to go vegan but for environmental reasons more than personal health reasons; it’s just difficult to make meals for myself when I live with my family since no one else is vegan. I should still start disciplining myself to exercise though; I just hate how I can never find the time or energy for it and that’s why I feel so guilty when I eat. It feels like all the fat is just growing and growing. But I will try to love myself

I do agree that I have some level of body dysmorphia and I’m always so confused about my size (I’m 6-8 in dress size but 31 in pants??? and M-L in shirt size??? Idk how.) 

- 🐰

[flowerconcept-blog]

(soft) gang!wonho

ok so in the gang wonho is the hacker!!!! u would think he was out there beating people up constantly since he’s so….. big…. but most of the time during heists he’s watching the computer and driving the getaway car. he is too soft to be hurting anyone!!!

but he still wears big leather jackets and has a sleeve of tattoos and a bunch of ear piercings and looks super hot all the time. he’s just secretly soft

when he needs to get involved in the messier stuff he prefers hand to hand combat. he feels weird about fighting in the first place and if he’s going to beat someone up he would rather use his fists

which is ok because the gang tries to be relatively nonviolent to stay under the radar anyways, they only really go after people when there’s a good reason. most of their crimes are theft and money laundering

anyways shownu is the unofficial head of the gang and the operation mostly runs out of his apartment

and you are shownu’s best friend since childhood!!!! you are both only children and you have been practically joined at the hip since you were very young so you’re practically family

you’re currently going to nursing school and want to work in the ER, but you know about shownu’s business and sometimes you help him out with it for a little extra income (because you’re in serious debt)

shownu’s always tried to keep you away from the gang because he doesn’t want you to get seriously involved and put you at risk, but ….. guess what that’s not gonna happen

being a student you’re super in debt, you work a job on top of nursing school but it isn’t much, and when your landlord ups your rent you know there’s no way you can afford it so you ask shownu if you can stay at his apartment until you graduate in a few months

and he’s reluctant to have you staying at a gang hq, but he is more reluctant to watch you get screwed over by debt so basically you move into shownu’s apartment

both of you are very busy and you work long hours so usually you don’t encounter anything intense, but one night you come home after a bunch of missed calls from shownu and….. there is a guy with a knife wound in the living room with a bunch of other guys you’ve seen glimpses of crowding around him

and shownu has got this face that you haven’t seen since you told him your boyfriend cheated on you

even though you’re running on like 3 hours of sleep and 5 cups of coffee, your nursing instincts take over and you usher all of the mystery men away from the bleeding, half-conscious guy and tell shownu to get the first aid kit you keep in the bathroom

long story short: you go nurse mode and disinfect and stitch up the wound and bandage it properly, and it’s not until you’re sitting back with bloody hands that the situation even sinks in

the situation being you’re sitting next to the most handsome person you’ve ever seen (and you’re best friends with son hyunwoo) and you just had your hands all over his…… … beautiful chest…… 

spoiler: it’s wonho

but at this point it’s midnight and you have class in the morning and you’re too tired to process this information, so you give shownu some brief instructions, go take a shower and then pass th f*ck out without even thinking about the pretty blonde in the living room

in the morning you run out to class and when you get back the blonde guy is sitting up on the couch and watching tv

and you’re like “oh” and he’s like “oh” and looks like he’s about to stand up but ur like “no stay sitting movement might mess up the stitches! i can’t believe shownu didn’t take you to the hospital” and the guy looks guilty™ so you feel bad and ur like….. “ok i get it you couldn’t go to the hospital but still you really could’ve died”

and he SMILES and you…. are like…… OH……… because he looks like the sun and then he goes “but you stitched me back together so i’m alright”

and oh…. even his voice….. is pretty……..…….. you clear your throat and stammer out your name and he introduces himself as wonho and … you really are mad about this……

especially when you realize you probably need to check the stitches and that means getting up close and personal again! which you are not sure you can handle! but you have to because you are a professional nurse so you ask him to take off his shirt to check his wound

and of course he gets all flustered…. sweet baby

and u (being an idiot) go “don’t worry it’s nothing i haven’t seen before!!!!!!” and laugh nervously and he gets more flustered

shownu and the guy who looks like a hamster(kihyun you think) show up and you are both blushing furiously as you are rebandaging a shirtless wonho and shownu is like [papa bear face] but kihyun is like [side eyes emoji]

wonho stays in the apartment for a week or so so you can make sure the wound doesn’t get infected or anything and because shownu is a worried dad, and the two of you have really really obvious crushes on each other but are both really awkward about it

whenever you come into the living room/dining room area to get water or something wonho unsubtly glances over at you at least 10 times, and when you see wonho fresh out of the shower in a pair of sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt you audibly gasp …… and then pretend to cough to cover it up

but you also have cute lil conversations while you make him do simple exercises to check his mobility with the wound and he tells you random things about the video game he’s been playing and his roommate hyungwon (who you find out is the tall sleepy one of shownu’s friends) and how he likes to sing and you complain about how busy you are and it’s sweet

but when he goes back to his apartment you don’t have his number or anything because u were both too shy to ask

and for a couple of weeks you don’t see each other because you keep missing each other in the apartment….. but wonho keeps asking shownu about how you are and you keep mentioning wonho to shownu and shownu is lowkey like this is cute

but is highkey like i rlly don’t want my best friend dating someone who could be arrested at any time it’s bad enough they are living with me…….. so he avoids setting the two of you up out of worry but then… heyo it is shownu’s bday

and you and minhyuk accidentally became friends (i mean not accidentally but he was around when wonho was staying at your place and minhyuk becomes friends with everyone) so he invites you to a club night w/ them to celebrate

and yeah u fricking guessed it you look good as hell and yeah u fricking guessed it when wonho sees you his ears go BRIGHT red (hyungwon is like “lol even i can tell u like them”)

but also he looks amazing because he’s wonho but also he’s in like a tight white button up shirt and it does that thing where he’s too big so the middle button opens up

nd one thing leads to another. and i’m not saying that wonho grabs your hand at one point of the night and takes you outside to kiss you but he does exactly that. and i’m not SAYING that the two of u go home to his apartment and spend the night but yes u do. it’s sweet

and the morning after when the two of you wake up wonho brushes your hair out of your eyes and kisses your forehead oh so gently and is like “this wasn’t just a one night thing to me, if u would like…. i would really like to take you out on a date”

and ur like “please and i want to kiss you but first where’s your bathroom i gotta pee”

your dynamic from day one is very domestic and honest, you’re both busy so a lot of your dates are just lounging around eating ramyun and laughing about one thing or another

but also whenever you have time u definitely go out on the town

when the gang pulls off a good heist he goes all out and sends you super nice clothes/lingerie/etcs and u text him like i know…..… where this money is from and he’s like it’s fine baby and sends a selfie kissy face and ur like you know what ur right you could never hurt a fly

wonho likes to give you flowers and other pretty things!! cuz he’s always like “look at how pretty this is…. it reminded me of u” but not in a cheesy way in a completely genuine way

you wear his big leather jacket once and yeah……… u guys fuck

shownu is super protective of you at first but realizes that if any of his friends was going to date you wonho is probably the best choice lmao

changkyun sometimes cracks jokes like lol u shouldn’t have saved his life that one time then u wouldn’t be stuck with him!!!! but ur like changkyun next time u get stabbed it’ll be for being a smartass and also i won’t stitch you up

i think generally wonho would want to be very open with you especially since his work is so secretive and dangerous and he doesn’t want to hide things from you. this is one of the things he wouldn’t say often/at all but he can’t believe that you would choose him over all the nice doctor lawyer types you could easily land so he sort of wants to give you every opportunity to live a safer life

not because he wants you to leave him but because he is afraid of you getting hurt because of him

when heists go wrong wonho very rarely gets hurt because he’s usually behind the scenes, but when the others get hurt he always gets really upset and you’ll go over and he’ll pull you into his bed to cuddle and u’ll be like??? what/’s wrong??? ? and he’s like i hate when people i love get hurt….. i don’t want you to get hurt…….. i promise i’ll protect you no matter what ;(

and u know that he will and he knows that u will protect him as well, so it doesn’t matter that your lives are busy and stressful and dangerous because you have each other

#monsta x scenarios #monsta x imagines #shin wonho imagines #wonho imagines #wonho scenarios #monsta x #wonho #in the happy wonho day vid when he's touchin a leaf and is like pretty...... and i should touch it gently so i dont hurt it #soft #ive reposted like a bunch of times cause it won't show up in the tags!!!! grr #💌

[spongeekat]

The 6 Times Peter Wanted To Reveal his Identity (And the 1 Time He Did) Chapter 2

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As always, HUGE thank you to my beta reader @alurkerofnote who was super patient during my busy ass weekend! 

Day 2- Monday

“Peter?”

“Five more minutes, May…”

“Peter, dude, your phone won’t stop buzzing and the professor is getting annoyed.”

Professor? Shit.

Peter shot instantly awake, the blurry image of Mary Jane’s fire red hair permeating his sleep-heavy eyes. He gingerly picked his sore body up until he was sitting up, wiping the moisture that had gathered on his forehead away. As promised, the professor was making direct eye contact with him while she continued to speak, and her finger pointed sharply at Peter’s cell sitting on the edge of his desk. Sheepishly, he retrieved it and mouthed an apology. His thumbs drug the notification screen down, finding a few texts from an unknown number. He absently tried to listen to the lecture, but he must have slept through quite a few key concepts, because he had no idea what was being discussed. Well, just another night he’d have to spend teaching himself from the textbook.

Curiously he swiped until he arrived at his texting app, and the harassment he was receiving suddenly made sense.

hey petey-pie checkin in since u didnt message me

luv dp

u getting these???????? is this a fake number?

pls tell me u didnt die.

hellooooooooooooooo

im gonna sing until you answer

since uve been gone i been lost without a trace

i dream at night only i can see ur face

i look around but its u i cant replace

i feel so cold and i long 4 ur embrace

i keep cryin baby BABY PLEASE

OH CANT U SEEEEEEE

holy fuck balls this dude wont put down his gun ill finish the song later but pleeaaaaseee text me back <3 or ill come over

That last text was sent 3 minutes ago, and Peter could only imagine his poor next door neighbors’ faces if Deadpool decided to show up at their door. He hurriedly typed up a reply before that chance even came close to becoming reality, trying to ignore the romantic connotations of the song.

Sorry. In class. I’m doing fine. Not dead. Please don’t stop by. I live next to an elderly Hispanic woman that would have a heart attack if she saw you.

There was a uniform page turn in the rows surrounding him, and he took that as his cue to flip the page in his book. Wade hadn’t responded yet, and Peter briefly considered dipping out of school to make sure Mrs. Moreno wasn’t calling the police if Wade really had decided to show up.

i was calling my ride but im glad to hear back from u

do u need anything??

warm milk, a big hug, an xbox one?

“Who are you texting? You look like a dork.”

Mary Jane’s whispers distracted Peter from his stupor, and he realized then he had a grin tugging at his lips that had only appeared upon reading his texts. He wiped the stupid look from his face and sucked in a breath to give a well-thought out reply. “No one.”

“Ah.” The redhead pressed the tip of her pen against her rosy lips, giving Peter a knowing smile that had heat crawling up his neck. “A guy?”

“Oh my god, MJ, it’s not like that. I’m just on an app.” Peter whispered back more insistently, flipping his phone over on the desk. “Just funny pictures.”

“Mhmmm.” Mary Jane’s hum was too insincere, and it was clear she wasn’t about to let this go. “Well, you should get back to your ‘funny pictures’ before they disappear.”

“I will.” Peter murmured and swiped his phone from the desk, tucking it back under the edge of the desk. His eyes read over Wade’s texts a few more times, a few different responses dancing on his fingertips, before he finally decided to type.

I’ll be fine. Thanks for checking in.

In truth, these past few weeks had been brutal. Between tensions building in the city, accompanied by the rise of crime, and the press being hot on his ass every time he missed an opportunity to bring someone in to justice, he had been missing sleep and stressing harder about trying to become a more efficient hero in the city. The meal that Wade had forced on him was the first time he’d even touched real food in almost 2 weeks. Being pressured to have a ‘night-in’ had taken quite a lot of stress off of Peter’s shoulders for at least a day, but it also meant his body realized he was willing to let it rest for a little bit and was fighting him to try to catch up on more sleep. While the night before had been completely humiliating, it had been relaxing to be taken care of. For a little bit he and Wade had acted like more than a set of heroes, and the memory of his kindness was still burning hot in his mind.

But he wouldn’t let this go on for longer than a day. It was wrong to lie to him, even if it felt this good to pretend.

----

Being Spider-Man was simultaneously the biggest stressor and most freeing part of Peter’s day.

Saving lives and stopping crimes ranging from petty car thieves to mutant bank robbers was difficult. Balancing two lives that intermingled more often than Peter would have liked was even more difficult, often lying to the people he cared about the most just to keep them safe. It was hard navigating the grey-area between morally just and lawfully sound, and there were multiple occasions in which he felt like a criminal running from police after just busting a potential felon doing potentially bad things. He operated more along the lines of a vigilante than a hero in most cases, and it took a severe toll on his mental health. Especially lately, when the city seemed to be getting more dangerous as the presence of superpowered people increased, he had been slandered in media every which direction. Even Mary Jane praising his decisions had stopped helping. He felt like he was starting to become completely alone in the heroing thing.

And then there were the nights he was over the moon with ecstasy; adrenaline buzzing low in his ears, wind rushing up the corners of his mask and breezing over his lips, his webs snapping out from his wrists and catching his fall in perfect rhythm so he soared through the low city buildings like a bullet, his worries and stress melting off every second he spent in the air. Peter’s own personal drama and angst seemed to matter less when his focus was on helping others. No matter what was happening in his own life, he left it on the sill of his bedroom window. When he was out on the streets he was Spider-Man, not a kid struggling to keep his head above water. He had strength, allies, and a will to do good. Grades and sleep felt way less important than his obligation to New York.

Still, there were slip ups. Sometimes his lives intermingled uncomfortably close and he was left covering for both of his personas.

Peter didn’t expect Deadpool to be at this fight. His fists were preoccupied knocking a goon on his ass when the sharp zing of sharpened metal cut close to his ear. His spidey senses hadn’t gone off, warning him of the impending sword, and when he jut his chin back to check who was behind him, he knew why. They never went off when he was around Wade anymore, because he wasn’t in danger around him.

That didn’t stop the anxiety that flooded his chest cavity a second later, however. He had gotten close to making a smartass comment so they could commence their banter that took place during every fight, when the memory of who he was under the mask- who Wade was now acquainted with- hit him hard.

Shit.

“You weren’t planning to keep a good fight like this from bad ol’ me, were you? Spidey, I’m shocked!” Wade greeted as he kicked back one of the men running at him with a bat, slicing the object in two. He’d gotten pretty good at the injuring and the take-downs without the actual murder. Peter grunted in response, maintaining his focus on jabbing, webbing, and jumping out of the way when his instincts called for it. “And here I was, hoping I’d see that tight butt come swinging past me tonight.”

“Not now.” Peter muttered, ducking just in time to miss getting his skull bashed in by a dude with a crowbar. Why crowbars? Why were henchmen so obsessed with their crowbars?

“Aww, okay, I see. You’re mad at me. Was it for ditching you last night? Because I swear, I was doing good! See, there was this kid about to do a triple flip face plant into the asphalt behind my apartment, and I really wanted to make sure he was okay, ‘cause he was alone and it was late and stuff, and-”

“Can you not talk for like, a second?” Peter didn’t mean to use such an aggressive tone, especially not on Wade who deserved it the least, but hearing Wade talk about him to him when he didn’t even mean to… it was making his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. He slammed his knuckles into the jaw of one of the larger men surrounding him, receiving a crack in return. Oof, that would leave a bruise.

“Oooookay, Spider-ooni. I’ll let you focus.” Wade forfeited easily, catching a heavily swung and splintering 2 x 4 with his forearm.

Peter released a satisfied sigh that he didn’t really mean, his lean body hopping out of the way of a kick to the side before he shot a web at the attacker’s face.

---

The fight only lasted another few minutes. The goons, that had decided to test their pride rather than flee the scuffle they were at a clear disadvantage in, ended up face-down on the pavement, hands bound in web-handcuffs, and with a few broken noses or crooked arms scattered among them. Peter had been a bit too forceful tonight, he could admit, but it had been hard enough to focus on reeling in his strength when there was someone else on his brain.

And then said man had showed up and blew his head right open.

They were currently kicked back on a vacant apartment balcony, Peter sitting on the rails while Wade stood a few feet away but very much present, pulling off his gloves to assess the extent of the blood stains on his armor. It was chilly, and Peter knew he’d have to head home soon, but he couldn’t really deny Wade’s invitation to hang out for a little bit after all he had done for him the night before.

Even if Wade didn’t know he was the same kid he’d been ‘saving.’.

“Soooo…” Wade cut into his thoughts, his voice drawing Peter’s attention back to the surface. He glanced over at his fighting partner, surprised to see his face aiming off somewhere else. Wade acting timid was an odd sight. “You okay?”

“Huh?” Peter’s stomach churned and he blinked, even if the action was hidden by lenses. “Yeah?” No. “Why?”

“You’ve been acting funny, that's all.” Wade shrugged, and tucked his arms up against the balcony to lean on the rails. “You avoided me like all last week.”

“What? No I didn’t.” Peter said defensively, confusion clear in his voice. He had been making his plans for days, and sure, that may have lead to him feeling too awkward to really hang around Wade, but they just hadn’t seen each other that was all.

He hadn’t made an effort to find him until that night, though, either.

Wade paused, as if he was thinking of responding but decided against it, before his tone changed and he seemed to drop it all together. “Well, it’s okay, I did a lil’ heroing on my own anyways.”

“Oh really?” Peter asked with awkward amusement, tucking his ankles between the vertical railings to keep his balance a little better.

“Yup. I stopped a kid from killing himself and I’ve been checking up on him every day. I figured you’d be proud of me since you like all that righteous stuff.”

“So you only did it to impress me?” Peter asked flatly.

“What? No no no, Spidey, I did it because I didn’t wanna watch another good person die alone. Plus, if he was like bad or something I wasn’t gonna try very hard, but he was really hot- which I know, is totally shitty to think since he was getting ready to dive, but he just seemed like a depressed nerd and I guess that might kinda be my type. Actually, that’s not entirely true, because I like when someone can make me laugh, and long walks on the beach, and...”

Peter felt a tinge of jealousy in his stomach at his description of the boy he’d saved, which was ridiculous, considering it was him. He tuned out of Wade’s ramblings and squeezed tighter onto the railing, feeling the metal bending under his fingers. Maybe it was better to keep his identities secret. After all, Wade seemed so proud of himself for ‘helping’ Peter. Was it worth taking that away? He could just avoid Wade in his personal life. The man would give up if he realized his efforts weren’t being reciprocated and Peter stopped serving as entertainment.

That’s probably all he was. Charity fused with an audience.

“...But I guess that’s why I dated that crazy chick two years ago. She had a super cute face but she was also obsessed with ending the patriarchy and killing men. I think she stabbed me a few times in my sleep, too. But I guess crazy and crazy make a great match. Even if we ended pretty badly.”

“I think I’m gonna head back.” Peter announced, tucking his toes underneath himself until he was stood on the fence. Wade straightened, looking up at him inquisitively from the balcony floor. “I have an early morning.”

“We’ll meet up tomorrow night, though, right?” Wade asked hopefully.

“We’ll see.” Peter murmured, before he shot web fibers off into the dark and took off with a leap.

#spideypool #spiderman #deadpool #fanfic #spideypool fanfic #marvel #spideypool big bang 2018

[words-and-fangirling-wonder]

A is For Anniversary (Part 1)

So since I’m now completely past the actual Eustass Kid Week event, I’m going to just post as often as I can until I finish this story. The prompt for this is Anniversary, but it will actually be a three-part series. This part is  from Kid’s perspective.

Author: fangirlwonder (wordsandwonder on AO3)

Pairing: Kid/Law

Prompt: Anniversary

Rating: Teen, but only for swearing and stuff, I don’t know I’m bad at rating

Beta’d by: @fitgirlfaith24

Kid had never been good at this kind of thing. Well, probably. To be fair, he’d never actually tried to be, so he couldn’t really say for sure, but he didn’t feel like the type of guy that would be good at it. But this was different. This was Law. And he wanted to make it good for him, even though in all honestly Law probably wouldn’t care. For all that the doctor could be a moody little bitch (which Kid meant as a term of endearment, really), he was probably the least romantic person Kid had ever met; which suited him just fine because it meant he didn’t have to stress over trying to pull off any dramatic gestures of affection or any of that other bullshit that had always made him shy away from relationships in the past.

But again, this was Law, and that made things different. Because for the first time in his life Eustass Kid had reached a relationship milestone. Six. Whole. Months. With the same person. That was six months of commitment. Six months of rarely (if ever) getting to choose the movie, or the take-out they ordered. Of sitting around bored because Law wanted to read his latest medical journal in peace (meaning Kid couldn’t talk, or move around a lot, or breathe too loudly), but he also didn’t want Kid to leave. Six months of snarky comments and superior smirks and mood swings that gave Kid whip lash and somehow not caring about all of that because Law was worth it. Because Law traded his onions for Kid’s tomatoes when they got burgers. Because Law would listen to Kid enthuse about various cars and car parts for hours without complaining, even though he had no idea what the mechanic was talking about. Because he let Kid kiss him right when he got in from work, even though he was covered in dirt and grease and Law hated mess. Because every time Kid made the doctor smile it was a direct achievement, and making him laugh felt like winning a fucking gold medal. So damnit, Kid had to make this fucking special.

Which is how he ended up staring helplessly at the colorful display of anniversary cards for half an hour. Because really, he had never been good at this.

What he needed was some help, but who could he ask? All his friends were assholes, and even if he felt comfortable asking Law’s friends, he knew they would just tell the surgeon and ruin it. So who? He’d been trying to think of romantic people that he knew and he was coming up completely blank.

Vibrations in his pocket drew him out of his musings and reminded him that he really should get a new phone. Because ever since the doctor had replaced his terrible couch, Kid didn’t have a comeback when Law told him to get a new phone, and that was just unacceptable. He flipped it open with a little more force than was probably good for the ancient piece of technology and angrily read the text that had so rudely interrupted his impotent staring.

Bonney: Mom wants to know if ur coming for dinner Sunday

Kid groaned. He’d forgotten about the family dinner he had at his mom and step-dad’s house every month. It was the same day as his anniversary.

Kid: Can’t

The response was almost instantaneous. Bonney: Mom says why not, asshole

Kid: Mom did not call me an asshole

Bonney: It was implied.

Kid: Whatever, I can’t make it.

Bonney: Mom says are u dying

Kid: What the hell? No, I’m not dying

Bonney: Mom says good then see u Sunday

Kid growled at his phone in frustration, startling the woman who was browsing the cards next to him. “Sorry,” he muttered, angrily typing out a reply.

Kid: I said I can’t, damnit.

Bonney: But why

Kid: I have plans

Bonney: U can cancel on Killer u live w him

Kid: Yeah, well they’re not plans with Killer, smartass.

Bonney: Then who

Kid: None of your damn business, Bonney. Just leave it.

Bonney: Boy or girl

Kid: What?

Bonney: The person ur ditching ur FAMILY for

Kid: Didn’t I say to fucking leave it?

Bonney: Tell me or I’m telling mom u swore at me. I’m young and impressionable u know

Kid snorted at that. Bonney was 16 going on 30 and was about as impressionable as a brick wall.

Kid: Fine. It’s a guy. Now leave me alone.

Bonney: No cuz ur still ditching ur family to MAYBE get lucky

Kid: It’s not like that. And I’m DEFINITELY gonna get lucky.

Bonney: Well aren’t u optimistic.

Kid: Not really, cuz don’t people usually get laid on their anniversaries?

The satisfaction he felt upon hitting the send button slowly melted away into horror as Kid realized that in his haste to win the argument against his sister he had admitted to being in a serious relationship. His phone buzzed and he flipped it open without looking at the screen, expecting a text, but was greeted with a high-pitched shriek instead.

“ANNIVERSARY?!?!?!?”

“Shit, Bonney, you wanna scream that a little louder? I don’t think the people in fucking China heard you,” he growled.

“Okay,” the girl retorted. “ANNIVERSARY?!?!?!?”

Kid winced and held the phone away from his ear, causing the woman still reading through cards near him to shoot a worried glance his way. “Look, just shut up, okay? It’s not a big deal, it’s just six months-“

“SIX MONTHS?!?!?”

“Jesus, do you only have one volume setting?”

“When I find out that my only big brother has been in a secret relationship for six months and hasn’t told me? Yeah, you’re damn right I’m going to be loud! How could you not tell me?! I mean, I get not telling Mom and Al, but me?!? I’m your sister!”

“Yeah, and it’s none of your business! Plus you’d just tell mom anyway and it’s none of her business either!”

Bonney inhaled sharply. “How dare you, sir! I would never! Although if you think I would? Then maybe I should!”

“Bonney, don’t you dare. I’ll tell her soon, okay? It’s just … Look, Law’s weird about family and I don’t need you guys suddenly trying to get to know him and scaring him off.”

“What kinda name is Law? Also, whaddaya mean he’s weird about family? Does he not want to meet us? Cuz that’s a red flag, big brother. You shouldn’t commit to someone who isn’t willing to meet your family. When Cassie was dating Kyle last semester? He kept coming up with reasons not to meet her family and I kept telling her that she needed to figure out why and talk to him but he put it off and put it off and then she finally cornered him and got him to talk about it and then it turned out he didn’t want to meet them because he had a police record already and her dad was his parole officer or something. And also he was cheating on her. So you never know about that kind of thing.”

When his sister finally paused to breathe Kid was quick to jump in, hoping to avoid more stories from the soap opera-like high school drama she called her life. “It’s not like that. Law doesn’t have a record, he’s not cheating on me, and again, it’s none of your business why he’s not ready to meet the family. Now if you don’t mind, I need to get off the phone so I can find him a fucking card.”

There was a slight pause. “You’re getting him a card?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Wow. That’s … new for you.”

Kid rolled his eyes. “Whatever. I gotta go, okay? Tell mom I’ll come over next Sunday to make up for missing this week.”

“Fine. Want me to tell her you’re sick?”

“Nah, just that I have plans I can’t rearrange or some shit. Thanks, Bonney.”

“Mmmhmm, you totally owe me. Bring me some of that weird gum you got me for my birthday when you come.”

He grinned and nodded even though she couldn’t see it. “Sure, fine. See you next Sunday.”

“Text me!”

“Uh-huh, bye.”

“Bye!”

Well, that went better than he thought it would. Bonney was pretty okay as far as kid sisters went, but she could really be like a dog with a bone with this kind of thing. Looking back at the colorful collection of cards, Kid decided not to dwell on why she let it go so easily in favor of facing the problem at hand. Picking out the perfect anniversary card.

“Having trouble?” a feminine voice asked behind him, and Kid turned to see a slender young woman with short, bright orange hair looking at him quizzically. She didn’t look like she could be much older than his sister, maybe eighteen or so, and the nametag pinned to the front of her uniform shirt said “Nami.”

“Uh, nah … I mean, kinda, uh, but it’s … I’m good, thanks.”

She rolled her eyes and moved closer, plucking the card he was holding and quirking an eyebrow as she read it.

“I love you beary much?” she asked, pointing to the smiling teddy-bear under the big block lettering. “Are you dating a twelve-year-old?”

“I was being ironic?”

The look she gave him made it very clear what she thought of that as she put the card back. “Tell me something about the person you’re buying the card for.”

“Look, I got this, okay? I really don’t need any help, just-“

“Too late. I’m invested now. So. Tell me about her.”

“Him.”

If that revelation shocked the girl she didn’t show it. “Okay, tell me something about him, then.”

“He’s a doctor.” Wait a minute. Why exactly was Kid telling this complete stranger things? “He’s kind of an asshole; sarcastic and stuff. He likes nerdy shit.” What the fuck. It was like his mouth started moving without permission from his brain the second he looked into her eyes.

“Hmmm. Does he like cutesy stuff?” Seeing Kid’s immediate grimace she smiled. “Okay, no cutesy stuff then. What about this?” She held up a blank white card with bold black lettering that simply said: I Like You More Than Pizza. Kid snorted and took the card from her, opening it. It was also blank on the inside except for more words, saying: So There’s That. Happy Anniversary.

“That’s … kinda perfect. Ha, actually, it’s totally perfect because I can’t even remember the last time I had pizza.”

The girl raised her eyebrows, looking confused. “Uh, okay? What does that have to do with it?”

“Cuz he hates bread. Including pizza crust. So since I’ve been with him I haven’t really had pizza.” Kid paused as a realization hit him. “Shit, did I give up pizza for that asshole? Oh my God, I fucking did. That fucker. I fucking love pizza.”

“What kind of person hates bread? That’s just weird.”

“Yeah, I know. I don’t know what his problem with it is, he just really fucking hates it.” He gave the salesgirl a slightly awkward smile. “Hey, uh, thanks. I’ve been here for like –“

“Fifty three minutes,” she supplied with a smirk. “I timed you. I bet my co-worker that I could help you find the perfect card in less than five minutes and I won so now he owes me five bucks. So actually, thank you.”

Kid briefly considered being offended, but decided against it as he looked over the card again. It really was perfect for the surgeon. Now all he had to do was get a gift that was equally as perfect and plan a date that would also be perfect and … well fuck.

Kid really had never been good at these things.

#eustasskidweek #Eustasskidweek2017 #eustass kid #jewelry bonney #Bonney is Kid's sister #card shopping #Nami makes an appearance #one piece fanfic #fanfic

[rebirthxguardian]

cont. || @floofyborkerssquishablemuses​ / Black

ᖭ☣ᖫ一Hmph. Smartass remark was typical. She glared at him briefly as he floated closer before turning back to observe her own handiwork. Dissatisfied as she was, it had still gotten the job done. Hell, maybe it helped someone somewhere (which was the only reason she’s not being bitched at consistently by the other).

“Not at all. But if I knew I was getting an audience, I’d have put on a better show,” she’d remark, though it was said more sarcastically than in amusement.

ᖭ☣ᖫ一Turning to face the man properly now, she decided to actually pay more attention to what his presence felt. It wasn’t as though she couldn’t sense a kind of malevolent aura from him, it was just that simply said that she didn’t care. The way he smirked as he observed was probably unnerving.

ᖭ☣ᖫ一Sure, they both had black hair (though honestly, that’s not an uncommon trait), but she would have been more surprised if he had eyes similar to her own; the sclera being dark gray to black, the iris being reddish. Everything about her was supposed to be unnerving, even down to the eyes. The way she was created to be.

“Happenstance; whether I want to be here or not, at least I’m taking care of your little pest problem.” There was the slightest tilt of her head as she watched him. “So what’s your real reason for finding me? I hadn’t even been out for longer than a couple of hours, yet you’re the first here so soon after.” One thing was definitely certain; he wasn’t a mortal.

#.⋇floofyborkerssquishablemuses;;Black #.⋇baleful beast;;Thornara