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Part 1 Part 2.5 character info

He let out a soft series of chuckles. Staring at you with a pitiful look, showing an expression of fake sympathy.

"I don't love you, and I never will. Not even if you beg and try. "

Love Me, Love Me Not (2)

Yandere Best Friend x Obstacle Reader

*unedited

Tags: small description of Nsfw- they don't fuck, self loathing, hostage keeping, one sided attraction, betrayal, mentions of previous friendships the yandere broke, slight angst, yandere is attracted to someone else, escape planning, mentions of a previous murder victim, reader is complicit to the murders, guilt, past memories.

Disclaimer: This is just a scenario I thought of with an Oc! So nothing is really 'official' or canon-

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You look at the door, contemplating your next move. It's right there, just staring at you. The latch was loose, Marco didn't consficate the butter knife like he did usually whenever the two of you ate, and he was no where to be seen. It was so fucking conveinent, so perfect. Too perfect...Maybe you were just paranoid. The latch. The door. Just do it. Run. Sprint. Why were you panicking? This was all on you now. Your legs were shaking as you wobbled your way towards the door, grabbing the butterknife that you were previously cutting the lamb chops with. Trembling, you tried to bust open the secuirty latch. But ultimately you ended up throwing the butterknife into the sink.

Falling onto the couch, grabbing a soft pillow as a soother, you let out a frustrated scream. It's better to be safe than sorry. If anything, Marco could be hiding behind the door waiting for you. For all you know, Marco could be waiting outside the apartment complex exits, standing by while he prepares to tackle you when you finally rush outside. He could be testing you. Why wouldn’t he? It was just predictable. You knew better than to assume that Marco would freely let you loose.

So you waited, and waited. The more time passed, the more you started second guessing your choice. Wow, maybe he was just clumsy. For what seemed like forever, Marco finally rushed into the room, slamming the door open before closing it shut.

"Did I scare ya?"

He smugly spoke, swaying his way towards you while he dragged two suitcases. Stiff from the frozen fear that had shot you in the chest, you only stared at Marco wide eyed.

"I'll take that as a yes..? Anyways stay put, I just need to do this real quick.."

Peeking into the contents of the suitcases, you heard Marco examine and fix the locks. Noticing that one of the latches were left loose, Marco turned back to look at you- surpirsed yet expecting this from you. You stayed, you're still here.

Huh...

While Marco was preoccupied with himself, you reached out into one of the luggages. It was your stuff! Holding out an old shirt of yours, you let out an accidental gasp.

"Oh yeah, I figured that you might want a few things of yours. I mean I can't have my roomie empty handed~"

Underwear, socks, shirts- everything! He even brought a few extra things like your plushies and accessories! Smiling, you thanked him while you zipped up the zipper of the suitcase.

"No problem dude! Anyways you can go do whatever, fool around in your room or something. I dunno?"

Can you leave?

"Hahaha! HA! You're hilarious!"

Scoffing, you nudged Marco's shoulder, making your way to your 'bedroom'. Closing the door behind you, you took out all of your belongings from the two suitcases. Searching through the pile of stuff you had, you managed to find your phone! Immediately powering it on, you tried calling the authorities. Even trying to turn on your mobile data so that you could contact somebody through your socials. Though expectantly, your phone had blocked all of those options. No service, no nothing. Scrolling through the photo gallery, you looked at the photos you took, all the stupid screenshots you saved. You and him, it's always been the two of you. Of course, sometimes it would be you, him, and.. Matheias and Angela.. You just stare at their faces, feeling nothing as you observe their smiles. You were all so happy back then..

Matheias screamed as he lunged himself towards Marco, crying as his sobs echoed the room. Quickly, you grabbed Matheias by the arm, struggling to keep him still as he dragged you along with him. You shouted at Matheias, scolding him while also begging him to calm down as he continued to howl at Marco. Trying your best to keep Matheias away from Marco, you were forced onto the floor as Matheias shoved you away from him. Showing concern, Marco rushed towards you, trying to help you back on your feet.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER- HOW COULD YOU?!"

He screeched, throwing chairs, his face red with anger. Helping you up, Marco cautiously approached Matheias- holding his two palms up as he slowly approached. Calmly, Marco tried to speak to Matheias.

"Come on..Please let's not do this. Not now - just not now, okay? Please, let's just talk this out-"

Panicked, Matheias threw something at Marco, trying to keep more distance.

"LIAR! You fucking CUNT!"

Persistent, Marco was beginning to lose his composure. His voice was now on the verge of shaky tears as he lowered himself to Matheias's height level.

"P-Please..We just- it's her- fucking hell.. Come on Matheias! Really man?"

The more Marco spoke with sincerity, the more Matheias reacted. The more Marco tried to reach out to Matheias, his grieving work buddy.. His best friend..The more terrified you saw Matheias get.

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. You're sick- Stop that. Those aren't real.."

Trying to descalate the situation, you spoke firmly towards Matheias. Enough is enough. You've had it with the accusations about Marco, the delusions and rumors Matheias had accumulated about him. It was tiring seeing Matheias grow bitter against the only person trying to hold everyone together. You were annoyed with how he was reacting. Everyone was mourning, nobody was themselves. You understand that, you can sympthazie with him. You're also hurting. You miss her too. It was just the three of you now. So why, out of all people, he could've chosen to take his anger out, did it have to be Marco? Hysterically, Matheias let out a series of laughs. Rolling his eyes as he pointed a finger at you.

"Oh yeah! Of course you believe him! I think I know why. Trying to get some brownie points aren't you?"

He marched towards you, keeping his finger pointed at you. His voice so loud and angry, it began to ring your ears.

"It's always been like that! Don't you find it fucking unfair how he's always the innocent little sheep in every sitaution?!"

He let out an exasperated breath, his hands aggressively flying everywhere.

"But NOOOOOO! EVERYONE LOVESSS MARCO! The fucking psychopath. Fucking murderer. And I'm the only one that fucking knows!"

Stop it, you beg. You're being delusional, you cried. You held back your tongue, knowing that Matheias wasn't being himself. He always had an issue with his temper, so you knew you had to be patient with him. But you've done that so many times throughout the friendship. It's beginning to run thin. Espically now.

"Why don't you just say it huh? Why don't you just admit it? Tell him. Just fucking-"

Out of instinct, you rushed towards Matheias. Raising your hand as the palm of it harshly came into contact with his face. Tears streaming down your cheeks, you slap him again..And again..And again..Stopping when Marco had to pull you away from him. Holding you in a hug as the hiccups and sniffles begin to escape you.

It was quiet for a while. Your sniffles and his loud, hyperventilating breathes were the only thing left in the room. You remember the look in his eyes, the grief he felt when he saw Marco shake his head dissapointingly. As tension filled the room, suffocating the three of you in an uncomfortable moment- unsure of what was to happen next. Matheias finally spoke up, defeated as he slammed his hand against the table. Memorial cards, photographs, and sympathy letters falling onto the ground.

"..You know what? Fine. Suit yourself. But she's gone, and I know who fucking did it. Sooner or later, you'll know I'm right. And when you do, you'll be wishing that you listened to me."

Without a word, Matheias grabbed a memorial card. Shoving chairs out of his way while he walked out the door. With a final glance, he looked at Marco, and then at you. Scowling, he shut the door violently, leaving you and Marco alone.

Your eyes burned as you stared at the ground. Your body feeling limp as you pressed your back against the bedframe for support. Matheias was always the smart fucker of the group..You wonder how he'd react if he knew what was going on. Probably with a snarky remark of how "I told you so!". Funny how the end of their close bond was the start of yours. You want to cry, to get rid of this awful feel that brewed inside of you. But you can't. Maybe it was your body's way of punishing you for being such an awful human being.

Yeah sit with your guilt. Let it simmer with no outlet to release it.

Looking at the screen, you decided to check out your notes. Scrolling through them, you recalled how you always used it as a personal diary rather than a proper agenda tool. Just a pile of insecurities about your crush on a friend who clearly had the hots for someone else. A bunch of useless shit that you bitched about. A series of notes that revealed what type of selfish person you truly were.

Last opened a week ago...?

What?

Your heart sank as you looked at the bottom of each note.

Each note, every single one of them, he read them all. All the words you said to yourself, all the thoughts that you had- he knew about it. You went rigid the more you thought about it. Before..Was he playing with your feelings? He knowingly roped you into this shitfest because he knew he had you wrapped around his little finger. You were the perfect loyal pawn that helped him clean the messes.

Hahaha. Haha. Ha.

That's hilarious, isn't it? You stand up, furious of how stupidly feeble you felt. You pick up the clothes and your belongings and organize them in their rightful place. The couch, when he touched you like that..It was just to keep you on your toes, to keep you obedient. Your 'reward' for being so good.. Pissed, you started to pace around your room. That's it, you want out. You should've left the room when you had the chance. You lay there on the floor, mind numb as you stare into nothingness. That poor girlfriend, whoever they are, hoped they were okay. Why did Marco like them again? How did they even meet? Do you even remember what she looks like? You should know, he's talked about her so many times you've lost count. Charlie? Ashlyn? Abby? No.. none of those sounded right. Does it matter in the end? You should be worrying about yourself.

What if you tied your clothes and made a makeshift rope? Looking down through the window, you grimaced as you thought about it. It's too high. You're on the highest floor of the building. You laughed at another desperate thought that came up. What if you fought Marco yourself? Sure, yeah, if you wanted to get suplexed to death. Right, fight the 6'2 "maniac who goes to the gym every week and could easily pick you up like a ragdoll. There has to be someway.. Who knows how long he really plans on keeping you. It was so easy for him to drop Matheias, someone he knew longer than you - and swiftly wiped Angela off the face of the earth. You're next. Time was ticking. You sat there for a while. Thinking to yourself. Did Marco really care about anything other than himself? Is he capable of emotion? He has some capability, or maybe he plays the illusion that he does fairly well.

Without another thought, you got up, walking towards his room. Knocking the door, you called his name. No answer. You knock again. No answer. You try opening the door to check if he's inside. It's locked. Going to the front door, you began to play with the locks. Loudly banging them against the doorframe, the metalic sounds echoing the entire room. Still no response. Using this opportunity, you scan the entire apartment, looking for anything you could use or take note of. But you couldn’t think of anything. Deciding to go back to your room, you try to get some shut eye. Changing into some nightwear to get comfortable.

Eventually, you were able to find yourself melting into the matress. Dreaming about what could've been, you were sound asleep. You wished you could've stayed like that forever. Blissful and full of rest. However, it was short-lived as you felt yourself being lifted up. Groggily, you were brought up onto your knees. Slowly, you were propped up at a certain position while a warm breath fanned against the back of your neck. Your back was pressed against his chest, legs spread apart, and hands on both sides of your thighs. Fully awake and aware, you froze as you felt his hands play with your chest - barely grazing at your nipples. Alert, you tried to turn your body away from his wandering hands. Out of protest against your reaction, Marco hushed you as he pushed you back to the position.

"Ah ah ah. Nono. Stay put for me okay? Trust me"

It felt so foreign with the way he spoke to you with such geniune softness. You couldn't help but lean further against his body as he began to travel his hands further down your lower half.

"You've been so good, such a good friend to me..I've never really thanked you properly, so I'll do it now..Yeah?"

His hands now grabbing onto the waistband of your pajama pants, you went paralyzed. Why was he doing this?

"You deserve it. That's why.. Do you not like this?"

What about her? Doesn't he hate you for standing in the way?

"Just answer my question. Do you like this or not?"

You were starting to get on his nerves. So quietly, you meekly squeaked for him to continue. Even though you knew you should've denied his offer and advances, you still couldn't help but fall into him. So, lifting your hips up, you allowed him to pull your pants down.

"I just want to make it up to you, that's all..You'd enjoy something like this afterall.."

Rubbing all the right places, going at that perfect rhythmic pace, focusing on your body movements. He made sure to treat you carefully, leaving gentle kisses along your neck as he watched your chest rise up and down. Back and fourth, he left your mind in a daze as he whispered those sweet praises into your ears.

"Finally got what you wanted, huh? How long have you been thinking of this for? Hah.. And don't lie to me, I know everything.."

You didn't answer him as you focused on chasing your release. Your hands pathetically gripping onto his arms while you whined as his hands continued to play and stroke at your sex.

"It's only fair. I realised if you hadn't helped me, I would've been so lost..So good job. You did so well for me. You earned this"

Twisting and brewing, you felt the heat inside you threaten to spill as he changed his pace. His hands now trying to chass the pleasure out of you while you quivered underneath him. You were close, so close to tipping over the edge.

"I love you"

With those words that you so desperately fantasized about for years, you felt the heat in your body spread. Milking out your orgasm, Marco continued at the same rhythm, pulling his hand away after he felt you try to shove him off. Getting off the bed as he left you there to calm down, he wiped his hands dry. Smirking at you as if he had just pulled the world's most amazing prank.

"I did good didn't I?"

....What the fuck was that? Why in the hell did you say yes? Why the fuck did he- Looking at him in confusion, you pulled up your pants. Giving him a look that demanded an answer.

"Okayy fine. I just felt like it. Plus it's fun seeing you melt like puddy!"

Huh? You felt dumbfounded as he kept walking around the dark room. The moonlight providing the only source of light to the bedroom.

"It's funny..You like me. I've known that for a while..Even before the notes. You were never really a good liar."

He let out a soft series of chuckles. Staring at you with a pitiful look, showing an expression of fake sympathy.

"I don't love you, and I never will. Not even if you beg and try. "

He leaned close to your face, his hands caressing your cheek.

"I only said it to get your rocks off. And clearly..It worked~"

Well fucking ouch..A pang went through your chest as Marco moved away from you. Disregarding your feelings he kept going, the softness and genuie warmth you felt earlier, disintegrated into nothingness. Like a flip switched inside him, he was back to his comedic cold personality.

"Ohh hun..Please don't be dissapointed. I wasn't lying when I said you deserved every second of that moment.."

Circling the room, he continued to monolog casually.

"Afterall for being such an obedient dog staying put in the room..You deserved a little treat!"

Patting your head to further squeeze out the feelings in your heart, Marco left the room.

"I'll see you tommorow okay? Dream about me~"

Alone by yourself again as you laid your body on the bed. You curled yourself into a ball, grabbing all the blankets, hugging them for some comfort. His words replayed in your head, trying to process what just happened. He was fucking with you. But why? Why like that? Staring up at the ceiling with your back on the bed, you muttered a few words while you felt the shame creep up on you.

What an asshole.

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Part 3 coming soon!

You looked at her in horror as she sat there on the chair, tied up and gagged. Her face was stained with fresh tears as she struggled against her restraints. Oh god, did things not go well with her and Marco? Why was she here? You tried calming her down as she thrashed around, threatening to tip over the chair.

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avanatural · 1 year

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Mind Games

Part 4

Series summary: Set in 1984. It’s that time of the year – the supes are having the time of their lives at the Herogasm festival. Soldier Boy seems to have taken a special interest in Y/N, a fellow superhero.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x female Reader

Category: Angst, humor

Word count: 3.3k

Chapter warnings: Cursing, mentions of alcohol and smoking, Soldier Boy being Soldier Boy

A/N: Welcome to part 4! I hope you enjoy the new chapter! Poor Y/N’s patience is being tested in this one. Wanna be added to my Soldier Boy tag list? Send me an ask ❤️

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“I see you’ve changed into your intended outfit.”

His deep voice made me want to cut off my ears. No one had told me that this movie required me to wear a dress that would suffocate me with how tight it was.

“I’m not sure it even fits me,” I mumbled as I stroked the fabric around my midriff. It was a white leather dress with a corset, similar to my actual supe outfit, but it was restricting my goddamn access to air. It was short enough that I couldn’t sit or bend or fight without people seeing… Well, all of me.

Soldier Boy pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning against. He’d put his helmet back on. It was like a mask. That open, vulnerable side of him that I’d gotten a tiny glimpse of was long gone. Hidden. Nowhere to be found.

“Oh, but you do look beautiful in it,” he flirted, pointing his finger at my scarcely clad body. His head bobbed from side to side as he stalked towards me. He was back to oozing confidence. The anger and resentment in his eyes had faded.

What was he up to? Did Soldier Boy himself even know what he wanted?

“I take it you don’t wanna rip my head off anymore?”, I asked. My voice sounded a lot weaker than intended. At this point, I just wanted to go home. This movie was a shit show.

“What can I say? You’re lucky I’m into the assertive type.” He smiled an alluring smile. Combined with a charming tilt of his head, he deepened the creases around his eyes.

The scariest thing about his change in demeanor was how my body responded to it. His charm was surely working its magic. My stomach was filled with swoony sensations that were begging me to shake them off.

“Lucky me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re sweet-talking me.” I tried sounding sarcastic, to the best of my ability. The problem was, his sweet-talking was working. My insides were practically yelling at me to finish what we’d started in that trailer. So, I tightened my vice-like grip on my heart as best as I could. I wasn’t gonna let him steal it.

Soldier Boy tempted me with his mossy green bedroom eyes and those plump pink lips. “Well, is it working?”

“No,” I lied, hoping that he couldn’t see through me. But then again, he probably wouldn’t believe any woman who told him his charm wasn’t working. He was self-centered like that. I had to remind myself that I was not a toy. That he couldn’t treat me as he pleased. Too bad male attention was my kryptonite.

Soldier Boy scoffed. I could see that he was losing what little patience he had. “Keep tellin’ yourself that, princess. Girls like to play hard-to-get. I know how it goes.”

“You know what?” I puffed out my chest in a rush of impulsion. “If you want different responses, maybe you should work on your technique. You need to win over a woman’s heart. Not just her body.”

Soldier Boy narrowed his darkening eyes at me. He was like a loaded gun, ready to spit bullets in your face as soon as you got even remotely close to hurting his ego. “With manners like yours, you’re never gonna find a man. I don’t need to work on anything, how about you work on your fucking attitude?”, he snapped.

“Okay, everyone on their marks, please!”, the director called out.

Everyone hurried to their designated spots – the crew, the extras, the supes. Everyone except for us. Soldier Boy and I stood chest to chest, glaring at each other. The tension could easily have been cut with a rusty butterknife.

Gunpowder scurried past us, headed for his mark. I could feel the young man’s curious gaze on me as he tried to sneak past the two of us undetected.

Soldier Boy’s cold emerald gaze attached itself to the young supe. “Careful,” he spoke through gritted teeth, sending a warning Gunpowder’s way.

Gundpowder quickly averted his gaze and mumbled an incoherent apology. I didn’t even get a chance to catch his eye or say anything to him as he made a beeline for his mark, tail between his legs.

“Alright, doll face, let’s get this shit show over with,” Soldier Boy huffed. He took a step back, finally giving me some space to breathe. His hand reached out to me, his palm facing upward.

My eyes fixated on his hand. I hesitated. My muscles were frozen by ice-cold skepticism. When I looked up and met his eyes, warm pools of green and gold stared back at me. I tried not to let them melt away my distrust. This man was going to be the death of me. He was so unpredictable.

After a few seconds of hesitation, I placed my hand in his. As I felt his hand close around mine, a tiny, irritated smile attacked my face, forcing its way onto my lips.

“There you go,” Soldier Boy praised me with a nod of approval. He tugged me towards him and put his hand on my lower back. Seemingly deciding that he was in charge, he steered me to our marks.

We were about to shoot the final battle scene of the movie. Vought's strongest heroes vs. some no-name-greedy-for-power supervillains. And, who would have guessed, Soldier Boy was gonna save everyone’s day! Including mine. Damsel in distress number who-the-fuck-knew.

“Where- Oh! What the fuck?”, I exclaimed as Soldier Boy suddenly scooped me up in his arms, bridal style.

“Relax, princess. I’m supposed to catch you, you know that,” he had the audacity to scold me.

“How exactly is this scene gonna play out, huh?” I knew I was gonna fall from the sky like a stupid fucking apple from a tree, but this scenario rubbed me the wrong way.

“I’ll toss you into the air and catch you, piece of cake,” he sighed, obviously annoyed with my sheepish attitude.

“You’re gonna toss me?” I found myself locking my arms around his neck – a weak attempt to make him keep me in his arms. I was a supe, sure, but my body wasn’t immune to every possible danger. I wasn’t immortal. I could feel pain. My bones could break.

“Oh, have some fucking faith, will you?” Soldier Boy leaned in, so close that I could smell the whiskey we’d shared on his breath. “I’m not gonna let you hit the ground.” His insanely green eyes, framed by his new helmet, penetrated mine. “Unless you piss me off.”

“Ready, everyone?”, the director yelled.

“You better catch me,” I hissed in Soldier Boy’s ear.

He scoffed, radiating hubris. “Wanna fucking bet?”

“Sure. If you let me fall, you can kiss my ass,” I mumbled under my breath. Sue me, I was a nervous talker.

“And if I catch you, I’ll get to gag you, how about that?”, he retorted.

“You’re so-”

“And 3… 2… 1!”

Before I could say another word, Soldier Boy bent his knees, pushed himself back up, and used the force to throw me straight up into the air.

I cried out as I flew towards the sky. Right in that moment, I questioned my own sanity. A few profanities left my lips as I reached the highest point and felt myself fall back down. My stomach turned as I pictured myself flat as a goddamn pancake, spread out across the floor with blood for sirup.

Then suddenly, I felt some harsh pushback, and a loud gasp was forced out of my lungs. I had abruptly stopped falling. My eyes were shut tightly, waiting for the pain to arrive. Or the shock. But nothing really happened.

“You’re okay,” a warm, breathy voice hit my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I was met with Soldier Boy’s handsome face. He was the pushback. His arms were wrapped around me, holding onto my legs and my back. He was carrying me bridal style, just like he had a few moments ago. That son of a bitch had actually done it.

“You caught me,” I mumbled, faintly remembering the lines I was supposed to say. My heart was still throwing a tantrum in my chest.

“I sure did.” He put on the kindest smile I’d ever seen. The asshole could act, who would’ve guessed? “You alright?”

“Yes.” I had to bite my tongue before I was able to say my next line. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Anytime, my dear.” Gently, he placed me back on the ground. His hand stayed on my lower back, sending a surge of warmth through my body. “You look familiar. Do I know you?”, he asked.

I batted my eyelashes at him as hard as I could and placed my hand on my chest. “I’m Trouble.”

“You’re part of the cavalry,” he said, pretending to be surprised by widening his eyes. “Payback appreciates your help. Just be more careful from now on, alright?” He inched closer, cooking up his very own line before delivering it straight to my face. “Though I gotta say… It’s not every day that pretty women like yourself fall from the sky.”

The corners of my mouth quivered slightly, threatening to break out in a smile. His gaze held me down, taunting me, asking me to break. I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction. “Careful, my dear,” I responded, repeating his pet name for me. I lifted my chin to meet his eyes. “You don’t wanna get in trouble, do you?” When he paused, not saying anything, I continued, “Say hi to Countess for me.”

With a wink, I turned around and walked away from him, out of the camera’s sight. I felt his heated gaze on my back and didn’t dare turn back.

I let out the biggest grunt as soon as the door to my apartment fell shut behind me. Home, at last. Without a care, I dropped my bag on the floor. My hands found my hair and tugged on the strands before brushing them back.

“You sound tired,” a small voice rang out from the living room.

With enlarged eyes, I pushed myself away from the door and stomped into the living area. “Lily??”

And sure enough, my sister was sitting on the couch, watching tv like she’d done nothing else all day.

“What the hell are you doing here?”, I demanded, “You’re supposed to be with aunt Gemma!”

Lily shrugged her shoulders at me, wearing a tiny frown on her face. “She had an emergency.”

“Yeah, I bet with that Greg guy.” I ground my teeth. The muscles in my jaw already hurt from all the tension I’d lived through that day. I leaned against the couch, my hands landing on the backrest. “How long have you been here by yourself?”

“Just a couple hours.”

“A couple hours,” I repeated. “That’s it. I’m gonna kill her.”

“Y/N, I’m fine,” Lily objected, looking up at me with those innocent eyes, trying to be convincing.

“Did you eat?”

“Not yet.”

“Okay,” I sighed, trying my best not to seem annoyed with her. Lily wasn’t the problem. Everyone else was. Including me. I tried pushing my anger down and locking it away. “I’ll heat up some leftovers.”

My sister nodded and followed me into the kitchen, trailing after me like a puppy. “How did it go today?”, she asked.

Well, that was a loaded question. “Let’s just say you’re gonna get those sneakers you asked for.”

“Yes!” Lily fist-bumped the air. “Thank you, Y/N!” She hurried around the counter and wrapped her arms around my waist.

Despite my sour mood, I smiled and hugged her back. “You’re welcome.” I squeezed her small body and paused for a second to enjoy the moment. The smile on her face, the joy in her eyes – that was the reason why I’d accepted Vought’s offer. It was worth the crappy day I had.

“So, how was working with Soldier Boy?”, Lily asked, wriggling out of my embrace, looking at me with wide, curious eyes.

“It was… Good,” I lied through my teeth and looked away, busying myself with preparing dinner. I couldn’t look at Lily’s face and tell a lie. I’d never been able to.

“What’s he like? Will you see him again? How tall is he?”

Oh boy, it was gonna be a long night.

A few weeks later

“Touble! Trouble, just one shot, please!”

“Trouble, over here!”

I pulled down my cap, hoping to somehow disappear in it. Too bad I didn’t have teleportation powers. Ever since pictures from the movie set of Payback Rising had been sold to the press, the general public had taken an interest in little old, mediocre me.

A picture of Soldier Boy and I had made it into the newspapers. A photograph of him carrying me. Of us staring into each other’s eyes. Now people were making up stories left and right. The press liked to make these things bigger than they were.

The good news was, I was getting offers. They wanted me for talk shows, interviews, and photoshoots.

The bad news was, these offers all included Soldier Boy. It was either both of us or nothing. On my own, I still wasn’t interesting enough. Still not worthy. So, what I had gained aside from the money was to be a target for the paparazzi.

“Let me through. Thanks,” I snapped, annoyed, knowing that I once again had to take a detour before going home. I didn’t need these sleazebags in front of my building. It took me a bit longer to get home that way, but I was willing to make the effort.

When I came home to a ringing telephone, I instantly rolled my eyes. I couldn’t seem to catch a break these days.

As I stood in front of the telephone, I contemplated whether I should answer or not. All I truly wanted was to sit down, have a glass of wine, and forget about everything that had to do with Vought and Soldier Boy.

“Fuck,” I mumbled under my breath and picked up against my better judgment. “Hello?”

“Trouble?”

I recognized that voice. But I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. With narrowed eyes, I leaned against the ugly wall in the hallway. “Who’s this?”

“Vought’s VP of hero management. We met briefly on the set of Vought’s new movie.”

That certainly rang a bell. “The Legend,” I sighed and made a fist around the telephone cord, “What is it?”

“I heard that you’ve been declining a whole lotta offers. Interviews, photoshoots, that kind of thing.” He lowered his voice, making me guess that his call was anything but official.

“Well, they don’t really want me for those appearances,” I said, “They want-“

“You and Soldier Boy, I know. Excuse my foul language, but I think you’re being a fucking dimwit.”

“You’re calling me just to tell me that?”, I demanded, clenching the muscles in my jaw.

“I’m calling you to help you out,” he retorted, “I know talent when I see it, Y/N.”

“You told me not to take anyone’s shit. And now you expect me to take yours?”

“I told you to play to your goddamn strengths. Right now, the greatest superhero in the world is interested in you. And the biggest fucking talk show just sent in an offer. Forget all the other jobs, this is the one you’ll wanna take. This is your fucking way into the business, Y/N. You can be huge. Don’t be dumb, girl.”

“Lily? Lily!”, I called out, walking out of hair and make-up. Yes, I had taken the offer. I was attending the damn talk show to speak about my experience on Payback Rising. Of course, I couldn’t say anything remotely close to the truth.

I’d told my sister to wait for me while they dressed me, and now she was nowhere to be found.

She had begged me to take her with me to meet Soldier Boy. And when I say she begged, I mean she fucking begged me. Dozens of puppy eyes later, I had agreed to let her say hi to him. Just say hi. In my presence. I only hoped he wasn’t going to disappoint her. Because if he did, I was going to put him in the ground, no matter who the hell he was.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I found my sister standing in front of a table with snacks. I recognized him instantly. He was wearing his signature suit, minus the mask. Lily was being accompanied by none other than Soldier Boy himself. Her small hands were clasped together nervously as she admired him from below. She was staring up at that tower of a man with little hearts in her eyes.

As soon as Soldier Boy spotted me walking towards them, he smugly lifted his chin. A cunning grin appeared on his lips. “Ah, Y/N! There you are! We were wondering when you’d join us.”

My hands found my hips as I ignored him and addressed my sister instead. “Lily, I told you to wait.” I was anything but amused.

“I’m sorry.” Lily pouted at me. Underneath that pouty face, though, she was hiding tons upon tons of excitement. Her eyes held a spark.

“It’s my fault, really,” Soldier Boy spoke up, pulling my attention back to him, “She looked a little lost back there, all by herself, so I took her under my wing.” His gloved hand squeezed my sister’s shoulder to highlight his point.

I stared back at him with a blank expression. I knew exactly what he was doing, and I didn’t like it. He was painting me in a bad light. I left my sister by herself, so of course, he had to go and play her savior.

“How incredibly kind of you,” I praised him through gritted teeth.

“Nah, it’s no big deal.” He shrugged his massive shoulders, delivering a little show of humbleness. “Lily and I were having a grand old time, weren’t we?” He looked down at my younger sister with so much kindness that it didn’t surprise me how enamored she was.

“The best!”

“I may be the strongest man alive...” Soldier Boy placed a hand on his chest and inched closer to me. “But you, Y/N.” He pointed his finger at me and clicked his tongue. “You’re the real hero. Working two jobs at once, no husband to support you. This might be your breakthrough. I truly want it for you.”

Yeah, because you know this ‘breakthrough’ isn’t happening without you. “Thank you.” I put on a friendly fake smile. The one I’d practiced in front of the mirror because I’d known he was gonna annoy me one way or another. “It means a lot, coming from you. But I think we’re about to start rolling, so…”

“Yeah, let’s go.” He turned to my sister and ruffled her hair, which made her fucking laugh. Usually, she all but freaked out when someone touched her precious hair. “You stay good for your sister, okay?”

“I will. It was a pleasure meeting you, Soldier Boy,” Lily spoke, using the same polite words I’d spent years trying to teach her.

“Oh, the pleasure was all mine, sweetheart.” Soldier Boy bent down, hands on his knees as he looked her in the eye. He lowered his voice, whispering to her like he was telling her a big secret. “And call me Ben.” With a charming wink, he straightened his back again.

“Okay, Ben.” The smile on Lily’s face became so wide that I could have sworn it was about to break her cheeks. “Thank you.”

I, on the other hand, wasn’t half as bewitched as my sister. The corners of my mouth sagged, a scowl masking my face. “Let’s go… Ben.”

Part 5

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the-fiction-witch · 1 year

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Mummy P13

Media TMR AU

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Dark

Concept Mummy Series

Warnings! this is a serious warning!

For Horrific abuse, manipulation, insane treatment, Violence, miscarriage, and other dark subject matter.

I woke up with a terrible feeling in my stomach, so I pushed the covers away and stood up stroking my bump softly I gave newt a kiss and headed out the toy room in my nightie I walked slowly down the corridor noticing light downstairs so I walked down the stairs noticing the fire place burning bright and Ava sat in her chair with a cigarette in hand an a large book

"Burning the midnight oil?" I asked

"Oh. Hello dear" she smiled

"What are you up to?"

"Oh just with your little one coming, I thought I'd have a flip through the old photo albums from when newt was small" she says

"That's nice" I smiled getting myself a glass of milk and Going to the sofa "may I?'

"Course" she says so I sat down on the sofa "here he is. He loved taking little baths in the sink" she smiled showing me a little picture

"Aww that's sweet"

"Always loves his bubbles"

"He still does"

"Ummm... he here is on his second birthday the day he got his train" she smiled showing me another photo

"Awwww that's so cute" I smiled "newt says he might clean up his train give it to baby when she's old enough"

"...oh"

"Would that be okay?'

"Course. It's his train. He can do what he likes with it" she says sounding a little angry but we continued on showing me various pictures

"What's that?' I asked seeing a picture of newt playing with a man behind him

"That's janson. Newts uncle of sorts"

"I see."

"He's the closest newts ever known to a father. Such a tragedy"

"Why? What happened?" I asked sipping my milk

"Poor little newt lost his temper."

"He- what?"

"Yes. He and newt where such sweethearts together always playing and reading stories but... one night after a particular story. Newt got angry with him lost his temper. Next I knew janson had a butterknife thought his frontal lobe"

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I was dealing with a guest at the time. Newt never told me."

"Why would newt hurt him?"

"I don't know darling." She shurgs "enjoying that?" She asks looking at my glass

"Yeah it's fine" I shrug the moment she said those words I tasted that strangeness in my tongue it had always been here with the milk in this house but I never thought much of it and honestly if mostly gotten used to it by now until she mentioned it.

"Good. It'll help baby" she says tapping my belly

"Why?"

"Hum?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Some don't like the taste" she shrugs

"Of the milk?"

"Yes" she says flipping through the photos "would you like to know something?"

"Yes. I would"

"I made that milk"

".... you. What?"

"I made it"

"M-made it?" I asked trying not to be sick

"I did. When newt was young he was just the sweetest he'd nuzzle up in my arms and drink for as long as he needed too. But as he got bigger it got harder to hold him and keep him cosy, we use to lay on the sofa together and he'd drink, but then came his teeth"

"His teeth?"

"At first it was fine but he would bite by accident. The poor little boy didn't know any better. So we removed them"

"Removed them?"

She showed me a photo of a young newt I assumed at first that his front teeth must have just been missing at the time but given her words I looked closer

"To keep breastfeeding him... you ripped out his baby teeth?"

"I did. He was such a sweetie barely even cried"

"How old was he?"

"Seven"

"He already lost two on his own after he ran into a door the silly boy"

"You riped his teeth out so you could keep breastfeeding him. Do you understand how sick that is?"

"It was our special time between mummy and baby when you have your child your understand. It's a beautiful moment to watch your child feed from you. It's so beautiful I wanted it just a while longer" she says "when his big boy teeth came in he was ever so gentle with me but he was so hungry I could barely keep up. He wanted to be with me all day everyday and that just wasn't practical anymore. So I gave it up. Our sweet bonding time."

"So now" I asked even if I knew the answer looking at the glass in my hand

"I pump. Freeze it and store it for milk. For cookies. For pancakes."

"You cook with it?"

"Of course so everyday I know my baby gets a taste of his mummy"

"Everything with milk it in came-"

"Yes. What's wrong you seem awfully pale dear"

"The first thing I ate here was pancakes made with your milk. All this time every drink every food it's all been... yours."

"Of course"

"That... that's sick. Your a sick woman. Does he know?"

"What?"

"Does he know! What you've been feeding him?"

"Well I never completed told newt that-"

"So no. He doesn't know. That your Still feeding him breast milk!" I yelled

"Now now don't stress the baby"

"That's what you did to him. You've conditioned him for so long. Slowly working at his mind that he doesn't need anyone else. All so he'd stay with you. You didn't let him go to school all so he wouldn't know any better or meet anyone else and he'd stay with you. He doesn't know how to cook, how to shop, how to even take a bath for himself all so he had to rely on you, You fed him your own breast milk all these years denied him other foods to keep him small. Weak. Unable to fight back and so he would stay with you. He's not a skinny little boy he's malnourished! God knows when even saw the sun last. You've made him physically unable to leave you. So he won't ever go of his own accord. And so when you die... you'll selfishly take him with you" I said getting to my feet smashing the glass in the floor letting it still across the wooden floorboards

"Damn right I will!" She yelled "he's mine. And not even death will take him from me." She says "when your child is born. You'll understand the bond and the love I have for newt. And I guarantee everything I have done you will do for your child"

"No. I won't. Because first chance we get. Me. My baby. And newt are getting out of here"

"Are you?" she glares

The next thing I knew I was on the floor, my body hurting in every place I knew. I had never felt pain like this before unable to hold back my screams of pain. I looked down and saw my stomach it was moving, shifting, and blood gushing from between my legs. "Uuuuhhh... AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" I screamed feeling the horrific pain rushing through me watching the blood gush all over the wooden floor.

"Y/n! Y/n!" I heard newt shouting I glanced to the stairs seeing him rush down only half dressed immediately taking me in his arms "Ohh my god... Okay. it's okay you'll be okay" He nods in panic beside me "what's going on?" he asked as ava stood at the kitchen counter "Mother! Please!" but she didn't move

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I screamed feeling this unstoppable pressure pushing out of me "Newt... Please. Baby" was all the words I could force out of me

"Baby, No. No no it's okay your okay, babies gonna be okay" He muttered tears welling up in his eyes as he got a cushion from the sofa to support my back and moved to between my legs peaking under my nightie and he turned white as he looked wiping tears away "Ohh my god... its okay" He said even if I could tell he was lying to me

all I could do was stare at the ceiling and scream

"Mother!" He yelled desperation in his voice

she didn't move

"Mother please! get over here and help me please!" he begged

she didn't move

I was barely even conscious beyond measure of pain time impossible to categorize my body still pushing blood, cracking and pushing through horrific agonizing pain

"Mother please!" he begged "Please! our baby!" He cried in desperation trying to get her to help him

but still she refused to move.

"Please mother please! our baby!"

"AAAAAAAHHHH AVA PLEASE!" I begged her

But she had no care at all

I couldn't help but cry and scream in the horrible pain until the pain suddenly stopped and my whole body ached and burnt in such a way my vision was barely even clear but I looked down and saw newt tears flooded down his face, his arms and chest bloody as he held in his hand a baby.

Its skin was bright red and bloody, its head elongated with fleshy veins across it, the only thing clear about it was its skeleton as it the tiny skeleton had merely red flesh stretched over it and little else about it, the poor thing was no bigger than six inches long.

It was a boy.

A little boy. and he wasn't breathing.

The umbilical cord still attached to the placenta that sat oozing on the floor between my legs no larger than an orange.

I had seen such horrible sights before, but never like this.

And the sounds... that came from his lips.

Where not like anything I had ever heard before.

I was frightened of the way he was last his mother hurt me but this... this was beyond that.

whines, screams, gasps and endless tears, these sounds animalistic, uncontrollable, as he held our baby in his arms.

honestly, I was no better than unable to stop my tears.

"our baby... our poor poor baby" he cried

"I know, I know. It's okay newt. it's not your fault"

"Yes, it is! I did something! it's my fault!"

"No no no it's not your fault it's not your fault I promise," I told him to try my best to keep him together as well as myself

"I'm - I'm so sorry" he cried coming close holding me with his spare arms pulling both me and the baby into his chest tightly his forehead against my own sharing our tears as I looked at the tiny baby in his hand its tiny mouth held its own thumb still the smell of blood filled my nose.

and even if I failed to recall the time between our talk and this moment... I knew.

This was no accident.

"Mother... why didn't you help us?" He pleaded with her

"I'm sure... you had it under control baby boy" she says sounding distant and hollow not even turning to look at us

"I didn't! and you know I didn't! I was calling you! screaming for you!" He told her

"I didn't want to be in the way" she says "Take her to the toy room darling, she needs her rest."

"Come on y/n. I don't want you to stay down here" he says he passed me out little baby letting me hold him in my hand softly as he picked me up and carried us upstairs.

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jungshookz · 3 years

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teeny tidbits: jin's trying to teach y/n how to slice an apple properly and she's having none of it

➺ pairing; kim seokjin x reader

➺ genre; culinarystudent!seokjinniverse!! honk honk humour!! smerhaps smut!! y/n's a moron in the kitchen but jin likes to take care of her so it's okay!!

➺ wordcount; 1.4k

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"what... are you doing?"

there are a lot of reasons as to why jin doesn't want you to wander off into his kitchen without his strict supervision

first of all, you're very messy: you leave paper towels everywhere, you place knives on the edge of the counter so that the handles are hanging off and just waiting to be knocked over, and there was that one time you spilled a whole pot of tomato sauce when the two of you were making homemade pizza together

second of all, you don't like to play by the rules (as seen by your ramen can be cooked in a coffee pot and bacon can be fried with an iron! mentality) — but when it comes to the kitchen, jin really, really needs you to play by the rules because you could end up hurting yourself somehow if you start goofing around!

and what you're doing right now is most definitely not playing by the rules, which is why he needs to step in and do something straight away before you lose a limb

"slicing up apples. duh." you jump when the knife slides off the smooth surface of the apple and you nearly catch the tip of your finger

whoops

you look up to frown at jin before jabbing the knife accusatorially in his direction, "see? you're distracting me!"

"you're using a butterknife to slice apples?" jin asks incredulously before shaking his head and hurrying over to you, "no, no- you are not using a butterknife to cut up anything in my kitchen-"

"what's wrong with using a butterknife??" you tsk, "it's a knife, it can slice into things- as long as it gets the job done, i don't care-"

"but i do!" jin interrupts, gently plucking the butterknife from your fist before placing it into the sink, "why can't you just eat an apple whole?"

"well, i wanna make apple sauce!" you gesture to the array of ingredients that you pulled out from jin's pantry (you tend to take advantage of all of the goodies he has whenever you come over because duh, why not?), "actually, it's not really apple sauce. i want to make apple pie filling and just eat it like apple sauce."

"oh my god, okay-" jin pulls a knife out of the wooden block with a swift shing! before placing it on the chopping board in front of you, "in that case, you're going to have to cut your apples up into decently sized chunks with a proper knife."

"fine, but you are making such a big deal out of this-"

jin's eyes widen in panic when you pick up the knife only to suddenly raise your arm and whack it down against the poor apple like some sort of a mallet

"well, how the tables have turned-" you raise the knife to show him the apple that's now stuck on the sharp blade, "your fancy chef's knife doesn't work."

"okay, it looks like i'm going to have to jump in here-" jin moves over so that he's standing behind you before wrapping his arms around you and placing his hands over yours, "let's put this poor apple out of its misery first-" he hums, guiding your hand over and helping you pull the apple off the blade

"i can do this myself, seokjin-"

"you absolutely cannot do this yourself, y/n-" jin snorts, leaning down to prop his chin upon your shoulder so he can get a better view of the chopping board, "do you want a chunky apple pie filling?"

"ooh, yeah!" you nod enthusiastically, jin immediately sliding his fingers in between yours to keep your hand from moving when you suddenly reach for the apple, "i want, like- i want the chunks to be in, like, cute little cubes-"

"okay, darling- no bouncing like that with a knife in your hand, please-"

"sorry." you immediately stop bouncing on the balls of your feet and you look down at the apple, "okay, chef. show me your ways."

"when it comes to cubing apples, i like to take the top and the bottom off first- and we'll use what's called a santoku knife to do that-" jin places your hand securely atop the apple that's now laying down on its side (while making sure your buttery fingers aren't in the way) before his other hand forces yours down in one swift movement, the top of the apple plopping down on the board

he spins the apple around to the other side and you slice the butt end off as well

(you don't want to toot your own horn or anything but you think you're doing a fantastic job so far)

"-and then we're going to use our paring knife to peel the skin..." jin murmurs, moving your hand and making you set the san...tofu(?) knife down, "hold on, this might work better if you place your hands over mine. that way, you'll know how your hand is supposed to move-"

"okay... so the paring knife..." you place your hands over jin's as he picks up the smaller knife and you watch as he digs the tip around the stem before curling his wrist

"there's still a bit of the stem here and you wanna get rid of it since you obviously won't be eating that..."

unsurprisingly, it doesn't take you very long to lose focus on the apple, your eyes now wandering to your boyfriend's very pretty hands

you could spend hours just looking at them

one of the reasons why you like spending time in the kitchen with jin is not only because he lets you taste-test most of the yummy things he makes but also because you get a chance to watch his hands move... from the way his knuckles tighten when he grips around the handle of a knife... to the way his fingers delicately pluck at the ingredients...

you suck your bottom lip in between your teeth as you trail a finger along the prominent veins at the top of his hands and you're suddenly very aware of the fact that jin's basically got you pressed right up against the kitchen counter

"-and then you're going to go around the apple carefully while keeping your thumb right under for more control..."

jin's voice starts to fade out in the background as the little voice in the back of your head reminds you of what else jin's hands could be doing right now instead of peeling an apple

...

"and now you-" jin pauses when you suddenly pull your hands off of his before twisting around, your arms now hanging loosely around his neck as you lean up to press a warm kiss against his jaw, "you... have successfully peeled an apple."

he immediately bites back a knowing grin as he sets the paring knife down, and he's about to ask you what you think you're doing when he decides that acting as though he has no idea what you're doing might be a better idea

"-eating the core is unpleasant, so we're going to cut around the core instead of slicing the apple directly in half," jin swallows thickly when your hands slide down to pull his hips towards yours, his cheeks flushing slightly when he feels himself twitch in his sweatpants, "the- the key here is a good, sharp knife-"

he really thought he had the upper hand here but his body is betraying him!

"seokjin..."

jin mouths a silent 'oh, god' to himself at the sound of the pitiful little whine slipping past your lips

he loves it when you get needy like this

"i'm- i'm trying to teach you a lesson here, sweetheart-" he clears his throat as he stares down at the apple, suddenly blanking on what his next step should be

how the hell did he forget how to properly slice up an apple?!

"-and i'm trying to tell you that i prefer doing my learning in the bedroom."

...

you hear jin set the knife down with a clatter and it's only a second later that you feel your feet leaving the ground

you can't help but let out a squeal of delight as jin bounces you slightly to adjust your legs around his waist

"you're a real handful, you know that?" jin teases, squeezing under your thighs before letting out a laugh, "god, you drive me crazy-"

"i know-" you manage to swoop your arm down to grab the naked apple before jin starts walking and you bring it up to your mouth to take a bite, "you luhv it, fho-"

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pr1ncessm00n · 3 years

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for sale or wanted • jean kirstein x fem! reader

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warnings: cursing, some “friends” (tv show) references, hostility towards reiner >:( and some mentions of a disrespectful relationship. slight ass staring LOL. awkwardness. lots of it. thick tension geesh

*written chapter * THE DATES ARE WRONG. THIS TAKES PLACE IN JANUARY. I REPEAT THE DATES ON THE MESSAGES ARE WRONG I JUST REALIZED. 💔 Proceed.*

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“Y/N!” Ymir yelled.

Flinching, Y/N turned to face Ymir, who’s arm was around Historia on the non-Porco couch. That’s what they had coined the couch they actually liked and fit with their theme. Ymir and Historia were currently on it, watching a rerun of Friends. Y/N was making a sandwich. Sasha was snoring loudly on the Porco couch.

“You don’t have to yell,” Y/N rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”

“When’s Kirstein comin’?” Ymir asked.

“I’m not sure,” Y/N responded. “He said around 4.”

“It’s 4:15.” Ymir retorted.

“Your point?” Y/N placed her hand on her hip, butterknife in her hand.

“He’s not coming.” Ymir said smugly. “Typical Kirstein.”

Historia sighed, exasperated. “Just shush Ymir. You haven’t seen Jean in years and you still act rude to him!”

Ymir cackled. “It’s just fun to work you guys up.”

Y/N turned back to making her sandwich. “It’s not like we’re on time for anything either.” She grumbled.

“Defending Kirstein?” Ymir scoffed. “Sounds like you got the hots for him.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“Are you 12?” Y/N snapped. “The ‘hots’? Really? Who says that anymore?”

Ymir only cackled in response.

—

Jean clicked his phone off, leaning back in the passenger seat of Reiner’s car.

“Everything good?” Reiner asked.

“Yeah, just Connie and Sasha being aggravating as usual.” Jean explained. Reiner shook his head.

“So this couch, was it really worth it or did you just see a pretty girl and get too embarrassed to say no?” Reiner teased, smirking.

Jean rolled his eyes. “It’s not the best piece of furniture out there but I am, one, BROKE, and two, it was an easy buy.”

Reiner shrugged. “I don’t know, I saw your tweet.”

Jean blushed. “I just tweet my thoughts, we all know that by now.”

Reiner’s smirked deepened. “Not everyday you tweet about a pretty girl.”

It’s not everyday I meet one, Jean thought.

Jean shook his head, looking out the window. He tried to stretch but hit his arms against the truck’s roof. His legs were cramped as well.

“How do you even fit in here?” Jean asked, irritated by the tight fit.

Reiner shrugged. “I’d trade the inconvenience of no leg room for a big pickup bed anyday. It’s useful.”

“Nah, you probably just like to show off your massive truck bed and hope girls find that kinda thing cool.” Jean said.

Reiner laughed. “That too.”

“Has it worked?”

“Nope.” Reiner replied cheerily.

“Is that Becky G!” Jean exclaimed, suddenly hearing the faint sound of “Shower” playing through the truck’s speakers.

“Shit!” Reiner exclaimed, turning red. He quickly rushed to move his hand off the steering wheel and change the song off his phone. Jean continued laughing, the sight of Reiner’s red face, embarrassment clear, only fueling his laughing fit.

“Shut up,” Reiner growled. “It’s a good song.” The thought of the huge guy jamming out to Becky G almost sent him into another fit, but Jean strained to hold it in. The ride remained silent for a few minutes when Reiner spoke again.

“If you ever mention that to anyone, I’ll run you over.” He murmured. Jean chuckled and turned to face Reiner only to see he was being serious, staring intently back at Jean. Jean shut his mouth, nodding.

A few moments after, almost subconsciously, Reiner began to whistle the tune. Jean couldn’t resist the laugh that escaped his throat, earning a dirty look from Reiner.

—

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. “Coming!” Y/N called, taking her apron off and rushing to the door. She opened the door, smiling.

She was met with Reiner’s face.

“Reiner?” She asked, somewhat in disbelief.

“Y/N, put the butterknife down,” Reiner put his hands up, backing up a few steps.

“What-“ Y/N remembered the butterknife in her hands, clenched tightly now between her knuckles. “Oh, sorry.” She went to put it in the kitchen. “Come in!” She called behind her.

Reiner cautiously stepped inside the dorm, eyeing his surroundings.

“Braun.” Ymir greeted, nodding at him.

“Hey!” Historia waved cheerily. Reiner sheepishly greeted them back.

“Ymir, Historia. Good to see you all again.” He managed to get out awkwardly. He tilted his head curiously, looking at Sasha snoozing on the couch. He gestured to Sasha questioningly at Ymir.

Ymir waved her hand dismissively. “She’ll wake up, just give her a minute.” As if in response, Sasha mumbled in her sleep.

“Um,” he scratched the back of his neck. “Jean’s on a phone call, but he’ll be here soon.”

Jean was on the phone with his mother, who called at that exact moment and decided it was a good time to scold him about not calling for a week and a half. Jean was pacing on the sidewalk, his hand in his hair.

“Oh, okay.” Y/N replied. “Um, so how have you been?” The tension in the air was thick, but since neither Y/N or Reiner were confrontational they didn’t know how to address the mood.

“Good, good.” Reiner nodded. “And you?”

Y/N nodded back. “Good, too.”

The room grew silent.

“I’m sorry, but did someone die?” Ymir blurted.

“Ymir!” Historia gasped, slapping her arm. Ymir removed her hand around Historia and sat forward, opening her hands in a What? gesture.

“Well, it feels like a funeral in here!” Ymir said defensively. “Y/N’s over here glaring at Reiner like he’s an enemy of the state.”

“I am not!” Y/N semi-shouted, her voice shrill. Sasha sat up on the couch.

“Can y’all shut up?” She snapped.

“No!” Ymir and Y/N shouted at her. Sasha groaned, throwing her hand over her forehead and falling back on the couch.

“Look, Y/N,” Reiner started awkwardly. “I don’t mean any harm, and I know it’s weird after everything with Porco... but I just wanted to say that I don’t agree with anything he did. And I wouldn’t have just shown up here if I knew it was your place.”

Y/N uncrossed her arms, trying to fix the visible displeasure in her face. She could not hide her emotions if her life depended on it. There was a few beats of silence before Y/N finally spoke.

“Reiner, I don’t hate you,” She said begrudgingly. “It’s not that, it’s just… You knew what Porco did and said behind my back and you just never told me. I always felt like his friends agreed with him that I was crazy or something.”

“No! Not at all,” Reiner reassured her. “To be honest, I didn’t really know what was going on in his life. I haven’t talked to him much since I left Marley. All I knew was that he was dating you. He just told me you broke up and that’s when he finally told me everything he did. I’m so sorry.” Reiner rambled.

Y/N sighed. “I mean, I’m not going to blame you. It was between Porco and I. But I guess that makes me feel better, like you didn’t betray me.” She chuckled awkwardly.

“No, I’d never stand for the stuff Porco did.” Reiner said.

“Did he cheat?” Sasha whispered to Historia. Historia shushed Sasha, swatting her.

“So we’re good?” Reiner asked. Y/N nodded.

“Sorry for the hostility, I just never expected you to be here.” Y/N admitted.

“No, I get it. But I wish Jean would’ve at least given me a headsup you were Sasha’s room mate.” Reiner muttered.

There was a knock on the door then. “Come in!” Y/N shouted. Jean walked in, peeking his head around the corner to where Y/N was standing in the kitchen with Reiner.

“Hey!” Jean said. He waved at Historia and Ymir. “So I assume you met Reiner?”

“Actually,” Y/N chuckled nervously. “We’ve known each other.”

“Oh!” Jean replied, eyes widening. “Even better! So he’s gonna help me move this thing.” He patted the couch Sasha was snoring on.

Y/N nodded, a tight lipped smile.

“Kirstein,” Ymir called. Jean glanced at her. “Long time no see.”

“Oh yeah! How have you been?” He asked Ymir. “And nice to see you too, Historia.”

Historia waved.

“I’ve been pretty good,” Ymir responded. “But I see you’re still late to everything.”

Jean blushed a deep red, running a hand through his hair. “Oh, yeah, I’m sorry. I got a phone call I had to take.” He looked at the floor, embarrassed. Ymir simply grunted.

“So do you want to start moving it?” Jean asked Reiner.

Reiner nodded, walking over to the couch. The men stared down at Sasha’s sleeping figure, unfazed by the commotion. “Do we wake her?” Reiner questioned.

Jean sighed, shoving Sasha. “Hey. Wake up. Wake up. Wake upppp,” He shook the side or her body with his palm.

Sasha groaned. “I’m not ready to say goodbye.” she grumbled sleepily.

“You and Ymir literally bullied me to get rid of it,” Y/N scoffed.

“I had forgotten how comfy it was!” Sasha protested, turning to the opposite side. “Five more minutes.” Y/N scoffed.

“Do you guys want a sandwich while we wait for Sleeping Beauty?” Y/N offered, tilting her head towards the kitchen with the butterknife.

“More like sleeping ugly.” Ymir snorted.

Y/N and Jean made eye contact.

“You get used to it..” Y/N mouthed. Jean nodded, agreeing.

“I heard that!” Sasha exclaimed to Ymir. “Just for that, I’m gonna fart in your bed.”

Reiner turned a deep red. For someone who liked to listen to 2014 pop, he was pretty bashful.

“I’ll take one, if it’s not too much of a bother,” Jean raised a finger, inquiring.

“No problem! Follow me. And you, Reiner?” Y/N walked back to the kitchen, opening the fridge, Jean a few steps behind her.

“I’ll take one too then, thank you.” Reiner accepted. Y/N nodded, bending over into Jean’s line of sight almost unassumingly. Jean’s eyes widened, before looking the other way, a faint blush appearing on his features. He didn’t want to get caught ogling the girl on their second meeting, possibly giving the impression he was a creep. But damn, was it hard. He felt someone staring at him, and when he focused he realized it was Historia, who was holding back a giggle. He got even more flustered, looking away from her too.

“Any specifics? Mayonnaise, mustard, ketchup? We have pickles and a wide variety of condiments and lunch meats.” Y/N listed.

“Y/N,” Ymir scolded. “Those lunch meats are for the fancy guests!”

Y/N shot her a glare. “Ignore Ymir, she’s just grumpy because she hasn’t been fed her daily sacrifice of small children.” Jean laughed a little too hard while Reiner chuckled. It was hard for Jean to focus when she smelled so good and was at a certain angle.

“Um, lies,” Ymir replied nonchalantly. “Children eating is at 12, it’s 4. That’s the senior citizen buffet.”

“Har, har.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “So what do you guys want?”

“Anything is fine, really,” Jean said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Is ham and muenster cheese good?” Y/N asked, standing upright and grabbing the two containers.

“Monster cheese?” Reiner asked, puzzled.

“M-U-E-nster. It’s so good, try it!” Y/N began to assemble both boys their sandwiches. “I’m gonna give you the works! Lettuce, mayonnaise and tomatoes!”

“Is Y/N making sandwiches?” Sasha asked from the couch, eyes tightly shut.

“Yeah, but don’t get your hopes up. There’s no children flavor.” Ymir mocked.

Y/N flicked her off without turning back.

Sasha bolted off the couch. “Can you make me a sandwich, Y/N? Pleaseeee? Pretty please?” Sasha begged, appearing at Y/N’s side and slightly shoving Jean.

“Yeah, yeah. But I’m not cutting the pickles this time. That’s gross.”

Sasha hummed happily, going to the kitchen to hand Y/N her sandwich components.

“Why don’t you just make your own, Sasha?” Jean asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Because!” Sasha exclaimed defensively. “Y/N makes the best ones! They’re so good, and they aren’t lopsided and sloppy like Ymir’s.”

“You could always just starve.”Ymir suggested unhelpfully. She suddenly joined Historia in clapping her hands along to the Friends theme.

“But hello! Cheerio!” Ymir waved frantically to Jean and Reiner. “Don’t y’all got a couch to be moving?”

“Right,” Reiner agreed, walking over to the couch. “Jean, you take that side and we’ll lift it to my truck. Can someone open the door?”

“On it!” Sasha ran over to help.

Jean got on the other side of the couch, and on the count of three him and Reiner lifted it.

“See, that wasn’t so bad,” Ymir chided. “PIVOT! PIVOT!” she suddenly shrieked, causing Reiner to startle.

“Is she always like that?” He asked, wincing.

“Yes.” Everyone in the room agreed.

As Jean and Reiner moved the couch out of the dorm, Ymir sang the Friends theme song loud enough to be heard from the hallway. Historia harmonized with her happily, leaning into her chest.

Once Reiner and Jean safely secured the couch to Reiner’s truck bed, they returned to the dorm room.

“Yay! It’s gone!” Y/N clapped her hands enthusiastically. “Thanks guys, really.”

“Thank you,” Jean replied. “I really needed a couch.”

“And thank me,” Reiner teased. “For having a truck and upper body strength.”

Y/N laughed. “Here’s your sandwiches, courtesy of Chef Y/N.”

“Five stars!” Sasha banged her first on the table, chewing loudly.

“I put some chips on the side,” Y/N pointed to Jean’s plate. “It just adds that extra flavor.” She admitted almost shyly. Jean’s heart swelled. Why was she acting so.. adorable? There was just no other word for it. It wasn’t a big deal. His friends often acted adorable. Armin, Connie, even Sasha. Eren… On second thought, not Eren.

“Thanks! I love chips!” Jean said. Y/N laughed again, the corners of her eyes crinkling, shaking her head a bit. Even Reiner chuckled.

“Great commentary,” He said, patting Jean on the back with a large hand. “Thanks, Y/N.” He made his way to the couch, where Historia scooted to make room for him, smiling brightly.

“Don’t even try anything,” Ymir warned, holding up a finger to Reiner and giving him a death stare. Reiner shook his head, eyes widened in fear. Ymir borderline barked.

“You can sit!” Y/N motioned to the small breakfast table Sasha was devouring her sandwich at.

Jean quickly glanced at the table, then at Y/N leaning against the counter. “Nah, I’m good here.” He took a bite out of his sandwich.

“Ugh, that’s so barbaric,” Y/N scoffed. “Eating standing up.”

Jean nearly choked on the bite of sandwich. “Weren’t you just thanking me for buying your ugly couch?” He sassed.

Y/N rasied her eyebrows. “Um, you should be thanking me and my ugly couch for saving you from sitting on the floor. Why’d you even buy one if you just eat standing up? You animal.” Jean shook his head, trying to contain his smile.

“That’s rude.” He stated simply.

Y/N punched his shoulder jokingly. “You can handle it.”

Jean shrugged. “I don’t know. I might just cry myself to sleep every night. Who knows how long the guilt will eat you alive for.” He said in a fake menacing tone.

“Oooh, I’m terrified.” Y/N waved her hands.

“For good reason. I’d be a pretty annoying guilt trip.”

“I don’t doubt that.” Y/N agreed. His voice is so deep, Y/N thought.

Sasha stared at them blankly, head on her hand, mouth partially open.

“Uh…”

“Sasha,” Jean rolled his eyes. “Close your mouth, I can literally see the chips.”

Like a fish, Sasha’s mouth closed with a wet sound. She finished chomping and swallowed before getting up.

“You guys are weird.” She said, walking to the couch as well.

Jean and Y/N watched her go, attempting to fit on the medium sized sofa.

“I think we might need another couch.” Y/N commented, watching Sasha try to shove Reiner off her usual seating spot.

“No take backsies,” Jean smirked, looking at her.

“I sold it for a reason, whatever your last name is.” Y/N crossed her arms.

Jean guffawed. “Like you don’t know my last name.”

“I don’t! It’s pretentious.” Y/N insisted.

“Uh, huh.” Jean replied, not believing it, more so hoping it was just a joke. “It’s Kirstein.” He said instead, opting to not find out the hard way.

“I was right, it is pretentious. All fancy soundin’.” Y/N shuddered.

“It is not!” Jean argued.

“Whatever. Do you know mine?”

“Duh,” Jean mocked, staring at Y/N and placing his empty plate on the counter.

“Then what is it?” Y/N shot back, staring just as intently.

“It’s uh- It’s um,” Jean drew a blank. He stuttered, trying to recall the memory.

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Uh huh.”

Jean waved his hand dismissively. “It’s probably just basic.”

“Sure, Kirstein,” Y/N dragged out the syllables. “It’s L/N, if you must know.”

“L/N.” Jean repeated. “Nice to meet you.” He stuck his hand out.

“You’re not gonna freeze up now?”

“Very funny. You totally froze up first.”

“You looked like a deer in headlights.”

Jean shook his head, checking his watch. It was 5:15. Connie would be home soon, hungry. “I should head out, I got a lot of stuff to do.”

“More interesting than couch transporting?” Y/N picked up Jean’s plate, moving it to the sink.

“If you can believe it, yeah.” Jean chuckled. “But hey, thank you. It was pretty good.”

“The sandwich or the couch?” Y/N teased.

“Both.”

“Probably the sandwich.” Y/N said.

“Probably.” Jean agreed. “You ready to go?” He asked Reiner. Reiner nodded, getting up from the couch. Sasha scrambled to her feet off the floor to take his spot.

“Bye, everyone,” Reiner waved. “Thanks for the food, Y/N.”

“You’re welcome! Hope you enjoyed it.” Y/N waved.

“And um,” He stepped closer to Y/N, lowering his voice. “I’m sorry about earlier. If you ever want to um, talk about it,” Reiner ran a hand through his hair. “Just text me.”

Y/N grew stiff. Plastering a fake smile on her face, she just nodded. “Thanks, Reiner. I’m okay though.”

Reiner nodded. “I’ll see you outside, I’m gonna start the truck.” Reiner told Jean. He walked out, keys jangling, and shut the door gently. Jean stared at Y/N quizzically. He decided it was best not to ask, not wanting to come off as nosy or creepy. But Y/N could tell he was curious. She figured Reiner would explain and grew flustered just thinking about the humiliation of Jean knowing what Reiner knew. She preferred to leave that to Reiner and Jean to talk about.

“So I’ll see you around?” Jean asked, making his way to the door. Before Y/N could respond, Historia piped up.

“Wait, Jean!” She walked over to the breakfast table, digging into her pink Coach shoulderbag. “Here!” She produced a small pink invite, extending it to Jean.

HISTORIA’S 21ST BDAY BASH <33

Jan. 15 @ 8 PM @ Reiss Estate

2000’s THEMED

wear ur best y2k attire!

can’t w8 to see u there ;)

Jean raised an eyebrow, flipping the card to the back. It was a pic of Historia as a kid, wearing a hot pink feather boa with a pink plastic cellphone against her ear. She looked more or less the same, only more subtler. The girl did like pink.

“You should totally come! Connie’s also invited, and Eren is coming with Mikasa! It’ll be so fun, I hope to see you there.”

“Thanks!” Jean replied, glancing at Y/N. “I’ll be there. Bye guys!” A chorus of “bye!”s ensued. He stepped out the door.

Outside the dorm, he let out a sigh of relief. Historia’s birthday bash. Another opportunity to see Y/N.

Inside the dorm, Ymir glared at Historia. “Why’d you invite him, babe?” She whined, pouting like a child.

“Many reasons,” Historia began, walking over and sitting on her lap. “One, to spite you. Two, he’s nice! Three, I can’t invite all of his friends and not him. That’s rude. And four, for Y/N.” Sasha and Ymir looked at Y/N.

Y/N’s mouth dropped. “Um, what? I didn’t say anything!”

“Oh, please,” Ymir rolled her eyes in disbelief. “We all saw you canoodling.”

“No, we weren’t.” Y/N grumbled, washing the dishes.”

Historia giggled. “It’s okay, Y/N. You can just talk to Jean at my party.”

Y/N shrugged. “Maybe.”

Pulling out her phone, Y/N found herself re-reading her and Jean’s messages. Not really knowing why, she decided to save his contact.

Just incase, Y/N thought.

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Later that night, Y/N’s phone dinged.

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Meanwhile:

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a/n: hey guys!! i’m sorry for the late update but I made this chapter extra long to make up for it :D so i saw this post and it was like “fanfic authors be going thru the most traumatic shit and then come back like nothing happened with a 6k word count chapter” and LET ME TELL YOU, that is my life. Rn nothing traumatic is happening but man it’s like this fic WANTS to be delayed lol. So i broke my thumbnail and i could NOT type for a few days without excruciating pain!! then i was busy into the night time which is my usual writing time. now i am sick with a fever, sore throat and a stuffy nose!! but i’m here, hopefully i won’t be sick for my graduation lol cus then i won’t be able to go. i hope y’all enjoyed this and ahh i felt so bad being mean to reiner but i feel like this was necessary for the porco plot to develop haha. also this is not proofread it’s 2am and i literally suck at writing first meetings/conversations. can you tell this was rushed lmaoooo. there was a lot more i was going to say but i forgot omfg so tune in to the next chapter!! love you all xx

btw i literally do not know how to do that “keep reading” tab thing where it cuts off your writing so it isn’t one big post so can someone please teach me :)

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brelione · 4 years

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Lets Get Sheet Faced (Sarah Cameron X Reader)

You could always rely on Sarah for a place to stay when your home life got to be too much for you.Your brother had died in a tragic surfing accident three years ago and ever since then your life has been a living hell.Your parents hated eachother and had screaming matches,often ending with things being broken and you getting caught up in the middle of it.You could always tell when it was about to start,sneaking out your back door with a back pack with an outfit and a phone charger.You never bothered telling them where you were going or who you’d be with or when you’d be back.

They never asked.You didnt even have to text her,you’d just walk into her bedroom.That was the agenda for today.You heard the sound of something metal hit the floor,probably a butterknife,and it somehow escalated to screaming about who had been responsible for the death of your brother.You grabbed your bag and left,beginning your long walk to Sarah’s.You two had been dating for nearly five months and your parents didnt know.You didnt even know if they knew about Sarah at all.You opened the door,a few tears stained your face along with a thin layer of sweat from the hot day.You closed the door behind you,sighing in relief at the feel of air conditioning cooling the sweat against your skin.

You dragged your feet up the stairs,opening Sarah’s door.She was laying on her stomach on her bed,scrolling through something when she looked up to see you.She bit her lip,knowing by the look on your face why you were here.She knew that you didnt like to talk about it and preferred distractions over therapy sessions. “Hey,pretty girl.Long time no see,wanna go in the pool?”She asked.You smiled,nodding. “Im gonna need to borrow one of your suits,left mine at the house.”You spoke,opening the top drawer of her white dresser.You changed into a bikini of hers,it was a light ash like purple that tied in the back.The two of you went out to the back yard,seeing the seven foot tall drug monster already out there.He was laying on his back in a chair,shirtless and his hair glistening from the obnoxious amount of gel he put in it.You rolled your eyes,sitting on the steps in the shallow end.

Sarah sat in the water with you,sighing as she held your hand and unknowingly started tracing her name onto your palm.She did that a lot without realizing it,kind of just a silent action to remind you that she loved you. “I just feel like everything was always about him,you know?And then when he died nothing changed they just...I dont know.”You mumbled.She nodded,biting her lip lightly. “Do you-do you miss him?”She asked,knowing it was a sensitive topic.You simply shrugged,not thinking too much about the question.He had been 13 when he died,you had been nine. “I mean…..no?That sounds like a terrible thing to say but he just...I didnt have a relationship with him.Like at all.

He’d hit me and fight me but that was it.Obviously like it was weird because there was just...an empty hole in life but like it wasnt a deep hole.I dont remember having him around or what it felt like so I cant really miss him.”You tried to put your thoughts into words,failing miserably.Sarah just nodded,squeezing your hand.Once you had cooled off and the air had gone slightly cold,the sky growing a light shade of gray and the soft sounds of rain hitting the water began the two of you finally went back inside.She offered you some cookies and chips,taking a bag of lays and a box of oreos upstairs.

She flopped dramatically onto her bed,rolling onto her side and sending you a nod. “How are you doing?”She tried to impersonate Joey from Friends.You rolled your eyes,sitting next to her on the bed. “No,no the real question is how are you doing?”You mimicked the same voice,making her giggle. “I love you.”she grinned. “Love you too.”You answered,plugging in your phone and not seeing one text message from either of your parents.Your attention was brought away from your phone when Sarah let out a gasp,jumping off the bed and going into her bathroom and giggling.

You leaned against the pillows,asking her what she was looking for.When she emerged from the bathroom she was holding a box of moisturising sheet masks. “Hey-you wanna get sheet faced?”She laughed.Your face dropped,eyes narrowing as your lips curved into a smile. “I hate that i just said that.”She laughed,opening the box and pouring the packets onto the bed. “What color do you want?Oooh-look theres a (Y/F/C) one!”She exclaimed,tossing you the package.You took it,going to the bathroom and being joined by her.She handed you a makeup wipe before wiping off the small amount of mascara and concealer she wore before laying the sheet over her skin.She took the two empty packages,putting them into the trash and informing you that the masks were biodegradable.

She made you take a mirror selfie for her streaks so you ended up with your legs around her waist,arms draping over her shoulders as you clung onto her like a monkey,resting your head on her shoulder so your face was in view of the camera.The package said to keep it on for twenty minutes which Sarah thought was the perfect amount of time to paint your toenails.She pulled out her bag of different nail polishes,letting you pick two. “Dont wiggle your toes!”She giggled,trying to hold down your ankle as you moved to a comfortable position that you could see the tv at.You went on Netflix,putting on the office and nearly kicking Sarah in the face.She laughed,painting a layer of (Y/F/C) and waiting for them to dry.

Before she could add the designs her alarm went off,telling you to take off the masks and rinse your faces.She threw a towel at you,you failed to catch it so she picked it up and held it to your face,wiping off the water as you giggled.She dried off her face,going to leave the bathroom but you grabbed her hand. “You have something just right there.”You grinned before cupping her face and kissing her lightly.She blushed,pulling you back to the bed. “We should order like...ooh what about subs?”She asked.You nodded. “Sure,should we ask Rafe if he wants one?”You asked.She giggled,adding a layer of glittery nail polish to your toenails. “No,he has a truck if he wants food he can get it himself.”She answered,flopping her hand in a makeshift fan to make the polish dry faster.You giggled.

“IDENTITY THEFT IS NOT A JOKE JIM!”You exclaimed loudly.She smiled, “MILLIONS OF FAMILIES SUFFER EVERY YEAR!”she finished the quote.As soon as your nails dried she asked to do your hair,pulling you so that your back was against her chest. “Shit,dude,I really need new parents.Like imagine if Jim and Pam were my parents that would be fantastic.”You huffed as her fingers tugged lightly at your hair,trying to get rid of the small knots.She grinned,kissing the back of your neck lightly. “I could be like your dad and your mom...your dom!Shit-wait-NO!”She laughed,blushing.You leaned forward,laughing into your hands. “Sarah-oh my god!”You laughed,smacking her arm lightly.She pushed her hair behind her ears,dimples popping from her large smile.

Your laughter was interrupted by Rafe opening the door,phone in hand. “What do you guys want from dominos?”He asked.Sarah shrugged,not really caring. “Pineapple pizza and chocolate lava cakes,please.”You grinned.He nodded,shutting the door.Sarah got back to styling your hair,fingertips grazing your scalp as she braided your hair into sections,twisting them all together to create a bun,smiling at her creation. “You look so cute right now.”She grinned.You leaned your head back so your could see her properly,kissing her nose. “Love you.”You grinned. “I love me too.”She answered,making you laugh again.

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la-fille-en-aiguilles · 5 years

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The Beautiful & Damned (3/7)

Female Reader x Young!Remus Lupin | Female Reader x Young!Sirius Black

Chapter 3: Misread

A/N: I felt like there wasn’t much happening in the first two parts, so I thought I’d post the third chapter tonight. Time for some action, wouldn’t you say?

Thank you so much for reading my writing, for liking it, commenting it... It means the world to me.

Enjoy! x

New to the series? - Accio Chapter 1: The Golden Couple - Accio Chapter 2: No, Definitely

Remus woke up with autumn rays blinding him through a crack in heavy red curtains, adding a cherry glow to his bedsheets. He lifted himself up on his elbows, blinking rapidly. James’ light snoring and a quiet sound of thumping (Peter always kicked the bed in his sleep) mixed in a monotonous melody, that, being usually the first to wake up, Remus was entitled to every morning.

Helpless in the face of an uncomfortable urge, Moony stole a glance at Padfoot’s bed. Sure thing, Sirius naked torso was basking in the glow of the morning sun. Remus expected to feel relieved, knowing that one of his best friends wasn’t spending the night in someone else’s bed, but the satisfaction never came. Feeling heavy and clearly under the weather, Remus threw the covers away and headed straight to showers. Twenty something minutes later he was entering the Great Hall with a Charms book in hand, in hopes of getting a steamy cup of coffee.

There were students seated here and there, and Remus could easily tell the ones who weren’t invited to the yesterday’s party from those who were. The faces of the latter had a little bit of green to them, as they pushed the plates of food away. Remus couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. Some never learn, he guessed.

His eyes searched for a comfortable spot at the Gryffindor table (not too close to the chatting group of Slytherins at the neighbour table, and not to far off in the corner, so he’d have enough light to read), when he was suddenly struck numb, freezing in place.

Biting your plump lip in concentration, with a heavy fall of sunlit hair cascading on a side, you were hugging one of your knees close to your chest, immersed in a book that lay open in front of you.

Remus nearly voiced the desperate growl forming in his throat. Goddamn if the sight didn’t make him think of darkened rooms and lots of naked skin.

Just when he was about to quickly turn around and go get a cold shower - again (maybe, that’d help him get his vertebra in a row) - you raised your beautiful eyes and spotted him.

A warm smile appeared on your lips as you waved at him, undoubtedly inviting him to join you.

Yep, so much for the cold shower.

Scratching the back of his neck with a free hand, he made his way to you, his entire body burning under curious stares.

He collapsed on the bench across from you with the grace of a young calf, smiling at you a tad awkwardly.

“So,” he said, watching you closely. “What is a beautiful girl like you doing in a place like this… so early in the morning after a booze-filled rave?”

You bit back a laugh, cocking your head to a side.

“Waiting for you, of course,” you said nonchalantly, not noticing however, how Remus paled a shade at your words. “So I could steal food from your plate…”

“And?” relief flooded Remus’ veins, but he refused to show it, serving himself a long-yearned for cup of coffee.

You sighed quietly, your chest rising in the most delicate way. Remus crushed a groan. Like you needed any help being unforgettable.

“I need to tell you something, Rem,” you suddenly said, looking him straight in the eyes and catching him off guard. “With Padfoot and Prongs always around, it ain’t an easy task to get you alone…”

Remus’ face turned to stone, his heart - into a ticking bomb.

Here it went. You knew. He was fucked.

Moony wanted to stand up and run, run far away from there, but forced himself to sit still.

Even if he lost his friend today, the love of his life, the reason to live as this half-human monster, he knew: you were worth every second of heartbreak.

“…Freak…Why are they even friends?…” “Bloody scar face… I bet even his mother didn’t want him.” “The Beauty and the Beast!”

The blood in his veins ran cold as the whispers from the Slytherin table crawled up his spine and to his neck, strangling him. At any other time, Remus would hex all of their asses so hardcore, they’d spent the entire term in the hospital wing, but this was different. It’s like Malfoy and all that band of blabbering baboons were seeing straight into his heart, voicing his every insecurity, everything he knew about himself but was so afraid to acknowledge… And all that in front of a being he loved more than anything in the world.

He dodged your stare, waiting for this public crucifying to be over in silence - so unlike him! - when he suddenly realised he needed to face you. In his heart he knew you were nothing like it, yet still, he internally begged for you to display disgust towards him on your perfect features. Because that’d destroy him. Because that’d make it easier for him to get over you.

What he saw on your face was so much worse. It lasted merely a second, barely a flash, really, but it was enough. Pity.

He could have blinked - and he should have missed it, because seconds later you were sporting a glower fierce enough to put the fear of Merlin in anyone. Seeing your glare, no doubt, the Slytherin table froze quiet.

The silence in the Great Hall was so thick you could cut it with a butterknife, as you rose to your feet, slowly but surely, your eyes dark. Moony forgot everything in the world, even his own name, when he saw you step onto the bench and then up on the table, kicking a pot of boiling hot coffee over.

Excruciatingly slowly you folded your mouthwatering legs, squatting in front of him. Flabbergasted, all Remus could do was gape at you, as you grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, dragging him up on the table with you.

“Let’s show them bloody idiots, shall we?”

Your face was so close to his, your sweet hot breath bounced off the skin on his neck. In one graceful motion you pulled Remus down by the front of his shirt, crushing your lips against his.

To say that Remus was deliciously overwhelmed would be a scandalous understatement. He wanted to focus on how cold your lips felt against his, or on how your ribcage seemed to connect to his in all the right places so your hearts could sing the same song in unison, but he couldn’t. All he felt, all he could really think of, if you allowed him to think of anything at all, was your taste. Goddamned Godric, you were so tasty. The way your lips opened just enough to let your teeth graze his bottom lip, only to let all that piquant sweetness in! Remus was drinking you in, forgetting everything in the world and never wanting for this moment to end.

That’s it, the thought flashed in his burning mind. This would only last a moment before he had to go back to the real world where girls like yourself only kissed boys like him out of pity and goodness of their hearts. Here and now was all he had, and you’d better bet your ass he was going to enjoy it to the fullest!…

Before he knew it, he was burying his hands in your long, silky hair, tugging at it just a tad. He used his tongue. He used his teeth. He didn’t let you breathe and he didn’t give you any kind of space to move away as he crowded in on you.

No one - he bit your bottom lip ever so slightly, enticing a groan from you, swallowing it off your lips - no one ever kissed you like Remus.

His lips were making sure you knew that whoever you kissed after him could never compare.

Just as you felt his hands snake around your sides in search for warm skin below the edge of the shirt on your lower back, the entire Great Hall erupted in a roar of applause, the sound engulfing both of you.

The cheering went on and on, someone even went as far as throwing a shot of fireworks over your heads.

Brushing his slightly chapped lips against yours, Remus breathed in, looking into your illuminated eyes.

“You sure showed me,” he whispered, his heart tearing apart. Slowly, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. From the corner of his eyes he noticed James and Lily looking at you both from the front rows of the small crowd gathered around you two. James literally had the sun shining out of his ass; Lily beamed at you happily.

“Remus,” your soft voice was suddenly all he could hear. “I really…”

“It’s okay, Y/N,” he interrupted you, surprising himself by managing a smile. “I get it, I really do. Don’t worry about it…”

“Remus”, he hated the creases that appeared in between your eyebrows as you frowned. “You don’t understand, I…”

“Forget it, Y/N,” he cut in, a little harsher than he intended. “Thanks for helping out the local beast. We really did show them.”

“Remus, just let me fucking finish!...” you wanted to grab his shoulders and shake him up a tad to make him listen, but he was already out of your reach.

Remus needed to get out of there. All the courage he prided himself on minutes ago disappeared. Still tasting you on his lips, he couldn’t bear to hear you turn him down. Truly, he had never bemoaned all the shitty things that seemed to find their way to his doorstep, even him getting bitten by a werewolf. He had never minded that he always seemed to have some penance to pay, but this… This rejection, ready to fall off your lips, felt like it might be what finally took him out.

“Hey, hey, mate, where are you going?….” James caught him by his shoulders, his expression half amazed, half excited. “What the hell was that?! Are you and Siren…”

“No!” Remus nearly barked in a hoarse voice. “I… I have somewhere to be, Prongs. I’ll… I’ll catch you later., alright?…”

With his heart howling in pain and thumping in his ears, Remus ran out of the Great Hall, people’s stares following him and making him sick.

He did what he had to, be it a little egotistical. This is what he needed in order to stay sane.

He did what was right.

Yet he had never felt so wrong, your taste still sleeping upon his lips…

Accio Chapter 4: Bravado Falls

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Hey noticed you haven't updated in a while just wondering how ya doing and if you're just really busy and that I hope your doing well

I really enjoy looking at your art and reading your stories! And I wish you the best of luck for your future and right now!

Hi!!! Thank you so much for caring about me I really appreciate it :))

Well here's a bit of a life update-

Im a senior in high school now!! I'm going to be applying for colleges soon hopefully majoring in art

In full honesty I don't see myself posting for the teen titans series anymore; I was doing it because I was so bored but now I'm too busy for it lul

I might post more young justice redesigns though!! Again it's just college apps season so I'm a bit swamped.

Im doing alright though! I really appreciate all the support I get for my content and if yall wanna ask me things or talk about dc still, my ask box is open :)

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When's the next titans chapter planned to be?

Hi! Thanks for asking! In total honesty: I'm not sure😥

Im still in school and I've sorta been losing motivation in this series- I've been working on one but I'm not really sure when I'm gonna finish.

But I'm still gonna continue it; I'd honestly just consider the series on a hiatus at the time being

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Exes- Teen Titans x Aquagirl!Reader

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Summary: Ok, imagine the worst possible person as your ex. Ok, now you have to get back together with them for a mission while your boyfriend watches ok good luck

Word Count: 2085

A/N: This takes place after the events of the show and you and Robin are together!!! Still alive and working on fics lolll

"And it's just so annoying."

You're sitting at the pizza place with your friend and newly-turned-hero Jinx, nodding about her complaints about her boyfriend. You're honestly pretty glad that she's no longer a villain; having gossip time when she's supposed to kill you is super awkward.

"He keeps talking to other girls!" She groans, referring to her boyfriend, Kid Flash. "Like, yeah maybe he's not flirting but everything he does is flirtatious so they're obviously gonna try to go for him when we're dating!!!"

"Maybe you should just start talking to other guys and see how he likes it." You shrug. "Or maybe start seeming like you're gonna start robbing banks again."

"Genius!" The pink haired girl exclaims before sighing again. "Ugh, you have it so easy with Robin, he's too intimidating for regular girls to talk to."

"Huh, I guess you're right." You realize. "Hey, KF could be worse; my ex was batshit crazy before I dumped him."

"OH my god you have an ex? Superhero or no?"she asks. You shook your head.

"We went to the same high school before I got into this whole Titan stuff." You say casually. "He has, like, every red flag in the book. Never wanted to hang out, always texting girls, it was so bad. I haven't thought about him since then."

Suddenly, your T- communicator rang. You opened it; It was Cyborg.

"Yo A.G.! We need you back at the tower ASAP." You glanced at Jinx, who's eyes narrowed when she realized who called you.

"Just slap him in the face for me," she waves you off, almost smiling. You hug her before leaving, making a break for the Tower.

You entered the main room to find the Titans on the couch, Robin standing in front of them.

"Hey guys, what's up?" You say, hopping onto the couch.

"We have a mission." Robin says, arms crossed. "Titans East are facing a villain right now, and they learned that an informant is in our territory."

"He's in possession of a microchip with plans for a super weapon and he's planning on transporting it on Friday. Our job is to make sure the chip doesn't fall into the wrong hands."

"Easy!" You say. "What's the plan?"

“Well, there’s a reason why we made sure you were here. The informant is in your hometown, so…” Robin trailed off, hoping that you’d get the idea. You looked at your boyfriend square in the face.

“... you want me to do all the dirty work since I know my way around.” you guessed correctly. Robin blushed and nodded.

“Yeah I can do that. We have an extra guest room at my folk’s place so we could crash there.” you shrug.

“Yes! I love your mom’s cooking!” Beast Boy cheered.

“Alright! Sounds like a plan.” you say.

Within the day, you were already at your parent’s place. You had already asked to stay at your parent’s place during the mission, and fortunately they agreed.

“Welcome Titans!” your mother beamed. She had gotten so used to the Titans by now that they were practically her children too. “You’ve all gotten so skinny since the last time I saw you. Please come inside.”

“Thanks mom, but we really need to get on with our mission.” you smile, giving her a hug.

“Alright, but don’t be out too long. And make sure to not get hurt!” she nagged. Your face turned red with embarrassment and you ushered the Titans away.

You were at your old school, now wearing regular clothes. You had an earpiece on, the Titans kept in contact with you from the T-car a block away. School had just ended, and you were watching the student body trickle out of its gates.

“Where’s the guy?” you ask, scanning the sea of people.

“He’s coming up; blue hoodie.” you hear Cyborg through the comms.

You squinted to see the guy in the blue hoodie and your heart stopped. No, there’s no way… you thought.

“Uh, guys?” you mumble to the comms. “We have a problem.”

“What is it?” Raven asked.

“That guy’s my uh… ex-boyfriend.” you wince. You could hear Robin yelling in the background.

“Well, you gotta get close to him.” Cyborg orders despite Robin’s background protests. “Just.. ask to catch up.”

“Ughhhhhh fine.” you muted the comms so you could focus. You were about to call his attention when he noticed you first.

“Y/n!” he smiled. You forced yourself to refrain from punching him.

“Oh my gosh hey!” you try to say enthusiastically. “I haven’t seen you in like, forever.”

“Yeah, no kidding I haven’t seen you since you moved to that fancy ass school! You look hot.” You cringed at his ‘compliment’. Seems like he hasn’t changed since you broke up.

“Uh, yeah, you too.” you smile. “Hey, we should totally go out sometime! How does Friday sound?”

“Uh, I don’t know about that… I kinda gotta work thing.” He shrugged. Man, it’s a good thing this guy’s as dumb as rocks, he would totally be able to see through what I’m about to do.

“Oh… that sucks…” you look at the ground. “It’s just that Friday’s the only day I’m free before I go back…” you try to look at him all flirty-like; you were just praying that it worked.

“Oh! Then yeah, I guess Friday could work. How about 6 at that pizza place?”

“Sounds like a date.” you say. He gave you that fuck-boy grin before walking away. You wait before he’s out of sight before dropping your smiling expression. You made your way back into the T-car and hopped into the back seat of the car. You look up to see all 5 Titans staring at you, wide-eyed.

“What?”

You stood in front of the mirror of your childhood bedroom, getting ready for your “date”.

“I cannot believe you are going on an outing with that boy!” Starfire exclaimed, holding one of your old stuffed animals. “This is infuriating!”

“You’re telling me sister,” you sighed, putting on lipstick. You were wearing a very simple dress and did your hair very messily; looking nice for him wasn’t your priority. “Raven, you know the plan, right?”

“Yes,” Raven said, holding another one of your stuffed animals. “Cyborg and I will keep watch on you two. If you need back up, we’ll send Starfire, Beast Boy, and Robin.”

“Sounds perfect.” you smile. “Where is Robin anyways?”

“He is sulking.” Starfire sighs.

“He’s not too happy about you going out with your ex again, even if it is for a mission.” Raven explains.

“I see.” you frown. He’s obviously not in a talking mood, but it sucks that he has to watch you. “Anyways, wish me luck girls, I’m gonna need it.”

You met up with your ex at the pizza place at 6pm sharp. What didn’t surprise you was how he arrived 15 minutes late, still wearing a blue hoodie from a few days before.

“Hey,” he grins repulsively.

“Hey!” you say. “We should get a seat.” you sat down at a booth and started looking at the menu. He almost immediately started talking.

“Yeah, like, football’s been chill. Like, I’m still the star quarterback and-” you tuned out everything he was saying 10 seconds in. You played with a paper straw wrapper and waited patiently for the food to be made.

Suddenly, you heard the door open. You turned to see who is was and was shocked when you realized it was Robin, wearing sunglasses and that tuxedo from prom.

“Hey, y/n right?” He asked, approaching your table. “Can we talk?”

“Uh, yeah sure.” you tried to act super confused as your ex glared at the boy wonder. You walked over to a corner of the restaurant, making sure that the ex is out of earshot.

“What are you doing here?” you whisper aggressively at the Boy Wonder. He shrugged.

“Just making sure you’re ok.”

“I am. I need to get back; he’s gonna get suspicious and you need to make sure you're in position.”

“But-”

“Listen, you can tell me how you’re jealous and shit later!” you raise your voice, then soften it. “We need to make sure that the mission goes well ok?”

“Ok,” he whispers, stepping back. You sigh and get back to your booth, and your ex continues his rant about football and manly stuff. Once the dinner was done, you spoke up.

“Hey, let’s go on a walk!” you suggested.

“Uh, I don’t think I can. I gotta meet up with someone at the docks after this.” he said.

“How about I walk with you? The docks are pretty at night.” you offer with a smile.

“Yeah I’m down.” you leave the pizza place and start heading down to the docks. You’re walking when he pipes up.

“Who’s that guy you were talking to?” you stiffen slightly.

“He’s just a friend.”

“Yeah? Well tell your friend that his tux looked dumb. I mean who wears a tux at a pizza place?”

“Will do.” you fake laugh at him. “What are you doing at this dock anyways?”

“Oh, it’s a secret.” he puffs out his chest. “But I’ll tell you since we’re on a date.” you cringe at the fact that he actually called it a date but beckoned him to continue.

“I’m transporting this super top secret chip to this government guy, it's totally cool.” he patted his jean pocket. “Anyways I gotta go, we should do this again babe.”

Without warning, he started leaning in for a kiss. His breath still smelled like pizza, and you could see his nasty ass facial hair. You really didn't want to kiss him, even for a mission, so you stepped back.

"Come on don't be like that," he whines. You shook your head. He grabbed your wrist and started pulling you in forcefully. You yanked your wrist out of his grasp and punched him in the face, him staggering back.

“Don’t fucking kiss me without my consent ‘babe’” you stood straight.

“You crazy bitch!” he screamed, charging towards you. You braced you impact when out of nowhere Robin swooped in, kicking him in the face. He landed on the ground and Robin stood next to you, arm around your waist.

“You-you played me!” your ex yelled, scrambling to get up.

“You did the same when we dated.” you smile. “Just returning the favor.”

“Well,” he whistled. A bunch of henchmen emerged from the shadows, ready to fight. "If you wanna play, let's play."

You and Robin stood in a fighting position back to back. You were still wearing a dress and he was still wearing a tuxedo; you'd probably win an award for the best dressed crime fighting couple right about now.

"You ready Aquagirl?" Robin asked.

"Is that even a question? Titans go!"

One cool epic fighting montage later, all your opponents laid defeated on the ground, and soaking wet. You dusted off your hands and reach into your ex's jean pocket, acquiring the microchip.

Starfire, who joined the battle sometime in between, flew down and hugged you.

"We did it! We completed our mission." She cheered.

"Yeah I guess we did." You smile. You looked at Robin, who was staring at your ex. He seemed upset about it all still. And honestly? You couldn't blame him.

Back at the house, you sat peacefully on the porch, listening to the sound of the ocean waves. You heard Robin appear behind you and sit down next to you.

"Hey." You said.

"Hey." He said back.

"I'm sorry for blowing up at you at the pizza place."

"What are you sorry for? I was the one who was being a big baby about everything."

"Haha!" You laugh. "But I can't blame you, trying to be with my ex again killed me inside too."

"So you still don't like him right?"

"Are you kidding? There's only one guy I like, and it's you."

You leaned in for a kiss, and he returned. His lips were warm, despite them being cracked. You cupped his face with your hands, and he wrapped his arms around your waist. You missed this.

The kiss only stopped when your mom came out and started spraying Robin with a spray bottle like a cat. You laughed as he immediately got up and ran from your mom, who started chasing him. You pulled out your T-communicator and dialed Jinx, waiting for it to ring.

"Jinx? You won't BELIEVE the day I had!"

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Family Visit- Teen Titans x Aquagirl! Reader

Masterlist

Request: May I request a noncanonical episode where the titans meet Aquagirl's family?

Summary: You can't escape your strained relationship with your parents even through fanfic sorry

Word Count: 2274

A/N: first non-canon fic I've gotten! There's still more so I'll try to get those out b4 getting to episode inserts :)) Hope you like!

It was an average day as a Teen Titan for you. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and members of the HIVE decided to rob a bank at 7 in the morning.

You yawned, dodging a blast of energy from Jinx, ducking as Gizmo tried to mow you over mid-air; nothing new. That was until you heard a beep from your T-communicator.

Huh. That's weird. All of my teammates are here; who could this be from? You stop mid-fight and pull out the communicator.

"Hello?"

"Y/n!" You hear a voice on the communicator. It was your dad.

"OH hi dad!" You say, putting your hand on your hip.

"How's Jump City? Are you doing well in school?" He asks. You wince, remembering the fact that you hadn't told anyone in your hometown that you were Aquagirl, including your parents.

"Uhhhh yeah! Things are going great!" You say, barely dodging Mammoth trying to barrel into you. Beast Boy turns into a lion and jumps onto him, so you go back to your call.

"What's going on over there?" Your dad asks. "I'm hearing a lot of noise on your side. Are you in a fight?"

"NO! Um, no I'm not." You stumble, sweat dripping down your face. "You know how school is! Always busy, people talking, and my service is bad here so that's probably why too!"

"Well, your mom is home today, so I think you should come down and visit!" You dad says.

"Today? I ,uh, have plans with my friends." You protest, looking over to your teammates, who are still fighting the HIVE.

"Bring your friends too then! Or I'll come up and visit you!" He says. You freeze, thinking about the giant T-shaped tower you live in.

"NO! I mean- I think I can come down today actually. I'll see you soon!" You say, flustered. You hear a click of the phone hanging up and you hang your head.

"Aquagirl, to your left!" You hear a Cyborg yell. You swiftly punch towards your left, hitting Jinx square in the nose. The rest of the HIVE members laid defeated on the ground. You look at your teammates, who were waiting for you to explain the phone call.

"It's gonna be a long day."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T TELL YOUR FAMILY ABOUT YOUR JOB??" Beast Boy yells. You were back at the tower, and you sat all your teammates down for a talk.

"How was I supposed to tell them?? 'Hey mom and dad I woke up with magical powers and now I'm a superhero with five other people you don't know and oh yeah! I live in a GIANT T-SHAPED TOWER.'" You argue, steam blowing from your ears.

"So how're we gonna visit them?" Cyborg asks.

"We just won't mention it!" You decide, hands on your hips.

“Yeah, easy, it's not like half of us aren’t fully human.” Raven remarks.

"So you will choose to be ingenuine?" Starfire asks. "On my planet that is looked down upon."

"On every planet that's looked down upon." Robin says, concerned. "Aquagirl, are you sure you don't wanna tell them? You can't hide who you are forever."

"You're one to talk, Mr. Mask-and-secret-identity-guy." You blurt, before sighing. "Listen guys, it's just for today. I'll figure it out later, ok?"

They all reluctantly nod and you smile.

"Ok, let's get you set up with disguises."

You scan the line of Titans, all dressed in casual wear. You yourself were wearing an outfit similar to a school uniform. You wore a collared shirt, a black pleated skirt, and white socks with black shoes. To you it screamed, hey mom and dad look how good of a student I am and definitely not a crime fighter!!!

"I think you guys look completely normal," You said, satisfied.

"Uh huh. Like this is totally normal." Beast Boy whined, wearing a pair of headphones to disguise his pointy ears.

"Yeah, and if anyone asks, you got into the green food dye." Robin jokes, a dark pair of sunglasses hiding his eyes.

"How will I be able to explain my non-earthly toned skin?" Starfire asks, sporting a bright pink dress.

"We'll just say that you tan a lot! And that Raven doesn't tan enough." You say. The pale girl just stares indifferent. You didn't have any clothing that fit Ravens style, so you settled on a Hello Kitty t-shirt over her black leotard.

"Aquagirl," Cyborg calls your attention. "You know I never wanted to wear this again." He points to his sweatshirt, the hood hiding his robotic eye. It’s what he wore when you first met him, back when he was ashamed to say that he was made out of metal.

"I know I just- I don't want them to find out just yet." You stutter. "They'd freak if they found out what I was doing."

"You're not them, A.G. You're special; they deserve to know that. " He said calmly. You looked at him.

"I know I-I just need this one day. I promise." You plead. He looked at you reluctantly then nodded. You smiled weakly.

"Ok team- Let's get this show on the road!"

You got to your house a few hours later. It's not like you actually traveled; you told your dad that you would get there at around noon by train, then had Raven teleport you guys there when the time came. You stood outside of the house; it looked the same, almost like you never left.

You breathed, adjusted your skirt, then knocked on the door. It opened almost immediately, revealing your dad. He looked the same, maybe slightly more wrinkly than the last time you saw him, and maybe you got taller from when you first joined the Titans.

"Y/N!" Your dad exclaims, pulling you into a hug in front of your friends. You stiffly hug back, aware of your friends being right next to you.

"Hi dad, where's mom?" You ask, breaking the hug.

"She's inside. Who's your friends?" He asks.

"This is uhhhhh…" You just realized that you never figured out fake names for your friends.

"Rob… Stacy… Rachel…uh…Ben…and… Vic!" You say, trying to hide the fact that sweat was visibly rolling down your face.

"Ok.. it's nice to meet you all." Your dad said, eyebrow raised. "Please, come inside."

You motioned for the other Titans to enter your house. Your house was right near the beach, so it had lots of windows and simple furniture, though the biggest shock to you was how clean it was.

Now that I think of it, the Titans are the first people in years to visit; I never even had my other friends come over, you realize, making your way over to the dining room table. Suddenly you hear a voice.

"Y/n?" Your turn to see your mom, coming out of her room.

"Hi mom," You go up to hug her before sitting back down, and she decides to sit next to you. You look at the other Titans from across the table as your mom begins to talk.

“So, who are all your friends?” She asked. Your dad interjects.

“She already told me hon. That's Ron, Tracy, Raquelle, Beck, and Vin.” You winced as he further butchered their names.

“So, how did you all meet?” your mother asked.

“We met.. At school obviously.” you say.

“Oh, yes! I was confused as to where my classes were located, and they assisted me.” Starfire adds. That fact was somewhat true, minus the school setting.

“She’s a foreign exchange student,” you nod, hoping that that explained her odd vernacular.

“I see. And you’re all roommates with one another?” she asks.

“Yes,” Robin says. “We share a dorm, but we all get our own rooms.”

“And what sort of electives do the rest of you take?” your mom continued to drill them.

“Computer science.”

“Astrology.”

“Literature.”

“Martial Arts.”

“Uh, lunch is an elective, right?”

“He’s in ceramics.” you say.

“And school is going well for you?”

“Of course! You know me; straight A’s as always.” you lie through your teeth.

“Not surprised. I heard Jump City’s pretty dangerous, there’s tons of villains there.” your mom changes the subject. “Do they even have superheroes there?” The room felt tenser than ever.

“Uh, yeah there are actually.” you say. “I heard they’re a bunch of teens too.”

“Oh yeah, leave protecting the city to a bunch of kids.” your mom complains. “No wonder I haven’t heard of them.”

“I'm sure they’re doing their best.” Cyborg says flatly, glaring at your mom. You look frantically at Cyborg, telling him to cut it out.

“So uh, aren’t you wondering what it’s like for us to live together?” you say to try to break the tension. “‘Cause it's pretty nice.”

“Of course. Has y/n been a satisfactory roommate?”

"Oh yeah, she's great," Beast Boy leans back on his chair, chowing down on food from your refrigerator. "Never had a better team- I mean roommate."

"I see," she says. "Why don't you all go hang out outside while I talk to y/n alone?"

They all stare at you and you stare back, your way of telling them, just go. I'll be fine.

They all reluctantly leave, leaving you with your parents. Immediately she starts criticizing them.

"Have you seen how tanned the tall girl is? Honey, tell her how tan the tall girl is." Your mom says. Your dad silently nods.

"And all those boys; terrible manners. Eating our food, talking back like that, and wearing sunglasses inside!"she scoffs. You hang your head.

"I don't see why you can't move back y/n. I don't think these people are good for you."

"Why do you care so much? You don't even know them!" You argue.

"I want to see you succeed. You're already doing so well in school." She defends.

"I can't do this. " You push out your chair. "I'm going outside to be with my friends."

You walk out the door and head to your friends, who were waiting for you patiently.

"What happened?" Robin asked, as you rejoined them.

"Well," You smile sadly. "Turns out they don't approve of you guys even when you're not superheroes. They think that I need to be surrounded by the perfect people to be perfect."

"Well, you're already perfect to us," Cyborg reassures, putting a hand on your shoulder. "If they can't accept that, they don't deserve you."

"Thanks Cyborg." You smile. "I think we should go home now."

"Hold it right there, pit-sniffers!" You hear a voice yell. It was Gizmo, back with the HIVE, more angrier than ever.

"Gizmo," Robin snarls. "How did you find us?"

"You didn't think we'd find out why you ditched us? We're not stupid, unlike you guys." Jinx laughed.

"Well if it's a fight you want," Cyborg said, removing his clothes to reveal his robot exterior. "It's a fight you're gonna get!"

The other Titans removed their clothes to reveal their costumes and charged into battle. You were about to do the same when an arm yanked you back. It was your parents.

"Y/N! Stay back!" Your mom yelled.

"No!" You yelled back, pulling your arm away.

"BUT-" she stopped as she noticed your friends, almost in uniform fighting. “What the-”

"Mom, you know how you said that there's a lot of villains in Jump City? The reason why they're stopped is because of my friends! My team! ME!" You yell, pointing to your team. Your parents stared at you in shock.

"What??? But how???"

"I got powers the day I left and I've been fighting crime ever since! I've been defeating bad guys! I've been missing school! And I'm sorry that I lied but that's who I am now!" Tears began to form in your eyes.

"Go," your dad says, putting a hand on your shoulder. You smile and run into the fight, your parents watching in awe. You rip off your shirt to reveal your uniform underneath.

"Titans! Fall back!" You yell. You stand in front of your opponents, excited to take you on. But what they failed to realize was that they were on the beach.

Your eyes glow blue as you raise your hands. Tendrils of water spike out from the ocean and into your command. You aim at Gizmo, the water seeping into his gear and causing it to go haywire. You blast one at Jinx, causing her to go crashing into the ground. You allowed one to seep into the ground, the sand pulling away at Mammoths feet, trapping him in a giant pit.

Faster than you can say "Wait, Slade's first name is SLADE???" You had defeated the HIVE. The team cheered and ran over to you. You laughed, hugging them. You saw your parents come over and immediately tensed up.

"Just breathe." You heard Cyborg whisper.

"Mom, Dad, these are my friends. Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire. And I'm Aquagirl."

"Thank you for protecting us." Your mom said calmly. "Y/N- or Aquagirl I should say, I see now that your friends have helped you grow. I am proud of you."

You hugged your parents and sniffled.

"I'll make sure to visit more often." you promise, then turn to your friends.

"So, is it time to go home?" Raven asked.

"Well, we could go home…" Cyborg starts.

"Or we could grab some pizza!!!" Beast Boy exclaims.

"I know a place nearby." You mentioned.

"Sounds like a plan." Robin smiles.

"Let us go and celebrate, friends!" Starfire cheers.

You smile. Everyday you’re more thankful that you found the Titans as your friends.

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Divide and Conquer- Teen Titans x Aquagirl! Reader

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Summary: You've been government assigned as the mom friend of the friend group now use those skills to keep ur teammate from leaving.

Word Count: 3190

A/N: Omg back at it again with the aquagirl series??? I don't know if I posted the request but someone requested this a while back I'm just slowly going through my requests lolll Hope you enjoy!!!

Being with the Titans has brought a change in scenery in your life. You went from living at home with your family to living in a Tower with a group of crime fighting friends. And instead of hanging out at the mall, you fight crime and almost die everyday.

Yeahhh my life is a little… different, you think, while hiding in the shadows of a prison. You sit on one of the ledges, waiting for the guest of the night to arrive.

Sure enough, you hear the pounding sounds of footsteps echo through the prison as a figure made completely out of rock makes his way into the room.

“You know Cinderblock,” Beast Boy says, calling the villain’s name to get his attention. “Normally the bad guys break out of jail.”

“And I can think of six good reasons why you don't want to break in.” Robin says. You all one by one drop down into view, you dropping down last as the sixth titan. You raise your arms, preparing for battle.

“No matter how you do the math, it all adds up to you going down. So, are you going to go quietly... “ Robin warns.

“...Or is this gonna get loud?” Cyborg finishes. Cinderblock roars, barreling towards the six of you.

“Titans! Go!” Robin cries and you run into battle.

You all land hits on the villain; Robin kicking, Cyborg punching, Starfire with her starbolts, Raven with her magic, Beast Boy in the form of a bird, and you using your water powers. You see the villain chasing after Beast Boy and you raise your hand out in front of you, your eyes glowing blue. A fissure opens in front of him, creating a barrier between the villain and your teammate. Unfortunately, he turns towards you and swings, sending you crashing into a wall. Robin and Cyborg follow, landing right next to you. You help each other up while Raven, Starfire and Beast Boy take on the villain.

The fight continues, and you get back up. You dodge attacks, throw punches and help your teammates. Cyborg is fighting with Cinderblock when he's thrown onto his back and the villain makes a break for it down the hall. Cyborg skids to a stop and is helped up by Robin.

"What now?" You ask, watching the villain run away. Robin turns to Cyborg.

"Want to give this guy the Sonic Boom?" He asks.

Cyborg grinned. “I got the sonic if you got the boom.”

“What do they mean by that?” you whisper to Raven. She shrugs.

You, Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire watch in confusion as the two boys proceed to charge towards the villain, run up the opposite walls, get caught on each other mid-air, twist in a rather painful looking manner, and fall face down on the ground. Cyborg falls and accidentally fires his sonic cannon at Starfire and Beast Boy, and Robin’s projectile skids to right under you and Raven, detonating as it reaches you.

You cough as the dust clears; all of your teammates are on the fucking ground as Cinderblock starts a smashing spree, making a path through the walls of jail cells. You help Raven up as prisoners start pouring out, trying to make it past the six of you. Your assumed a fighting stance, bracing their impact and-

It took 2 hours to get the prisoners back into their cells, or what remains of them after Cinderblock blazed a path through them. You regroup with the others, who look just as disgruntled as you were.

"Jailbreak? I don't see any jailbreak." Beast Boy said sarcastically.

"None of us would have seen one if Cyborg hadn't messed up!" Robin sneered at the robot teen.

"Me? I messed up nothing! You got in my way!" Cyborg huffed, crossing his arms.

"You were too far forward, and Cinderblock got away because of it!" Robin yelled.

"Hey, we all made mistakes-" you began, but Cyborg cut you off.

"You saying this is my fault?"

Starfire tried to stop their argument. "Stop! No more mean talking!"

"Yeah. If you two are gonna fight, we need time to sell tickets." Beast Boy jokes. You rolled your eyes at him.

"Cinderblock escaped. No amount of yelling will change that. So stop acting like idiots, and let's go home." Raven said. You watch them both huff and walk away in opposite directions, leaving you four standing awkwardly in the middle (which is funny because you weren’t sure they knew which way the exit was)

You then heard an almost silent “loser” from Robin and a slight whisper “jerk” from Cyborg. You groan internally as they both whip around and start yelling at each other.

“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY???” they yelled at the same time.

“Do you have a problem, Tin Man?” Robin asks, aggressively pushing himself towards Cyborg.

“Yeah! It’s four feet tall and smells like cheap hair gel!” Cyborg quips. You almost stifle a laugh because, well, he wasn’t wrong. But Robin didn’t react the same way.

“Well, you’re an oversized klutz and your feet smell like motor oil!” Robin counters, getting up in his face.

“You’re bossy, rude, you got no taste in music!” Cyborg continues, pushing himself at Robin now.

“I don’t even know why you’re on this team!” Robin blurts.

“That makes two of us! I QUIT!!” He yells. You stare wide eyed in shock as he promptly turns and walks away. Robin watches him looking defeated. You thought their arguments were useless banter, you never imagined Robin would say anything like that, even more for Cyborg to answer like that.

You wake up the next day and rush out of your room, ignoring that you're still in your pajamas and that your hair is a mess. You make your way over to Cyborg’s room and peek in. Empty. Did he really not come back after last night? You thought, going back into your room to get changed.

You enter the living room and see Beast Boy clutching his T-communicator. You hear Cyborg’s voicemail go off.

“This is Cyborg. I'm either in the gym, playing GameStation, or kicking bad-guy butt. Leave a message.”

“Hello? Cy? Pick up! Come on, Cy, pick up!” Beast Boy pleads into the communicator. “I know you're there. The phone's built in your arm!”

Starfire walks up to you, holding a bowl of a white substance and a wooden spoon.

“Taste,” she says, holding out the spoon with the white gunk on it. One whiff and you immediately recoiled, holding your nose. It smelled like moldy cheese made out with a gym sock.

“Err.. no thanks.” you muster, trying not to throw up. She shrugs and spots Beast Boy, who was distracted by his frantic calls to Cyborg. Without warning, she shoves the white stuff in Beast Boy’s mouth; you cringe as the green teen almost vomits before spitting it out.

“What is that? Cream of toenails?” Beast Boy whined, trying to scrape it off of his tongue.

“Pudding of Sadness. It is what the people of my planet eat when bad things happen.” She takes a spoonful and shudders from her horrid concoction, before forcing it down. You shuffle away from Starfire’s odd coping mechanism and join Raven, who’s studying the wall of monitors.

“Hey Rae, how are you feeling?” you ask, leaning on the wall. She didn’t make eye contact with you.

“Why would I feel any different? People come, people go. It's pointless to be upset about Cyborg.” She says flatly. Suddenly, her hair flies up and the screens of the monitors crack, probably from Raven’s powers. She turns to you, with a confused look on her face.

“What?”

“Oh, uhhh nothing,” you say, waving your hands in front of you. “I totally believe you. Not upset at all.” You backed away.

You almost bump into Robin, who was staring out of the windows, brooding.

"And you're seriously not upset at all about this?" You ask.

"I'm fine." Robin says. "Who knows? Maybe we're better off without him." You silently shook your head and left.

The rest of the day was filled with uneasiness. Everyone else was visibly distraught by Cyborg's leave, but Robin tried to hide it the most. He washed the dishes when it was Cyborg's turn, winced when he beat Cyborg's high score on a video game, and you even found him sitting in Cyborg's room, holding a picture frame of the two of them. And even though you don't have super hearing, you swore you could hear him whisper "I'm sorry. "

That's it!, you thought, marching down the hallway. I gotta get Cyborg back!

You entered the living room, where Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire all sat, keeping to themselves.

"I'm going to find Cyborg." You announced, causing the three Titans to pop their heads up.

"Seriously? And how're you gonna do that? " Beast Boy questions. "We don't even know where he is!"

"I think I have an idea." You explain. "If I could just talk to him maybe-"

"Maybe what? He said he's done with the team." Raven argues.

"People say things they don't mean all the time! Besides, it's Cyborg, he's our friend." Raven still stares at you quizzically, but Starfire claps her hands together.

"Oh, I believe in you, friend Aquagirl!" She smiles.

"Thanks Star." You grin. "Listen, I'll go find him, but DON'T tell Robin. He'll get all defensive and then he'll never let Cyborg in. I'll be back soon."

The others nod as you rush out of the tower. You pass by Cyborg's room, Robin still sulking alone. You pause and frown, before continuing down the hall.

Ok, when you said that you had an idea of where Cyborg could be, you actually had multiple ideas. First you checked the video game store, then the auto parts shop, and even the movie rentals place, but no robot teen in sight. You were about to give up when you noticed someone eating pizza alone, wearing a gray hoodie that covered their head. A red light glowed from under the hood. Cyborg, you thought, walking towards the pizza parlor. You quietly slid into the seat next to him, but he didn't acknowledge your presence.

"Thought you didn't wear the hood anymore." You said with a smile. Cyborg didn't look at you and continued chowing down on his pizza.

"How'd you find me?" He asked, still not turning to look at you.

"I installed a tracking device in your software system." You lie, laughing as he almost chokes on his pizza. "I'm just kidding, I'm not that good. I just figured you'd be here."

"Well if you're trying to get me back on the team it's not gonna happen." He says flatly.

"So you're just gonna let some stupid argument get in the way of your friendship?" You ask, trying to remain calm. If you can't get Cyborg back on the team, you're not sure who else can.

"Why not! The guy's barely even my friend anymore; he's the one who suggested that I leave." He said, raising his voice.

"People always say things they don't mean when they argue! And besides everyone else misses you too! Ravens exploding monitors, Starfires making feet pudding, and I know there's about 50 missed calls from Beast Boy on your arm right now." You argue. He guiltily glanced at his arm, but you continued.

"Listen, the reason why you and Robin argue so much is because you're both passionate leader-type people. You want to get the job done so bad, but when it goes south, you're quick to accuse the other person of being the one to blame, or quick to be defensive about it too."

Cyborg thinks for a moment then looks at you. "Does he actually miss me?" He asks softly.

"Yup. Heard him say sorry too, but he'll probably never admit it." You smirk.

"Sounds like Robin alright." Cyborg laughs.

"We all miss you, man. So what's it gonna be?" You ask.

"Aquagirl I- '' Cyborg begins to answer but a roar cuts him off. You turn to see Cinderblock in broad daylight, wreaking havoc in town Square. He notices you two (well mostly you because you were sitting with your uniform on) and rips a large chunk of concrete off the ground and hurls it at your table. You didn't have time to dodge so you held your arms out in front of you, bracing for impact. When you didn't feel anything, you looked up, now surrounded by a cloud of dust.

The dust cleared, revealing Cyborg, his sonic cannon cooling down. You noticed that he ditched his hoodie and smiled. He's baaaack, you thought.

"Ready to get some revenge?" You asked, calmly rising from your seat at the table.

"Man destroyed my pizza. Of course I'm ready." He says, dead serious. "Titans go!"

You ran towards the villain, Cyborg close behind. Cinderblock raised his fists and smashed them into the ground. Cracks formed and the ground fell apart as you ran towards him. You jump to the side, narrowly avoiding falling in the newly formed gorge. The good thing about the giant crack in the ground was that it was a straight pathway to any water underground. You quickly got up and raised your arms. A small jet of water rises and hovers, waiting for your command. You charge, flailing your arm to get the stream of water to hit the villain. It was still difficult to get the whole power thing under control; even as you were fighting, your arms were shaking, your muscles were burning, and you felt like you were going to pass out.

You kept pushing, slashing at Cinderblock's face to block his vision. He stumbled backwards and you thought you were winning. Suddenly he swung at you; and despite his vision being blocked, he almost took you out.

"Weakling! Do you really think this can stop me?" The villain bellowed.

"No, but he might."

A large clang echoes throughout town square. You watch as Cinderblock falls to the ground, Cyborg standing triumphantly above him with a metal pole.

"Boo-yah!" He cheers, and the two of you work to detain the villain.

"The brute force and the water bender." The villain taunts as Cyborg wrapped him up in the same metal pole. "It's a shame you aren't there to aid your teammates while they face Plasmus.”

“Plamsus???” you say. “That’s what you broke into the prison for???” You wanted to punch the villain in his stupid face. “What are you planning, huh?”

Surprisingly, Cyborg was the one who stopped you. “Calm down, you’re starting to act like Robin.” he says with a grin. You take a deep breath and back away from the restrained villain.

“Speaking of Robin…” you mutter, checking your T-communicator. You had a solid 20 missed calls from the Titans, probably from fighting Plasmus. You press a few buttons and a map pops up, revealing their locations.

“They’re in a warehouse not too far from here.” you say, shoving the communicator back into your pocket. You start to run in the direction, then stop to stare at Cyborg.

“You coming Cyborg?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, A.G.” he grins, running to catch up to you.

You quietly made your way into the warehouse, trying to find your teammates before the villain found you. You and Cyborg climbed up a catwalk and looked down, looking for any signs of the Titans.

"There!" You exclaimed. You cursed yourself for not getting here earlier; you've already come across a losing battle. Beast Boy, Starfire, and Raven were all captured by Plasmus' creature forms, unable to break free. You spotted Robin separated from the team, fighting one of the Plasmus creatures by himself. He stood on a conveyor belt, his back facing the end, which happened to be a vat of acid. The creature tackles him, and he wrestles it as he inches closer and closer towards the acid.

You and Cyborg look at each other and nod, immediately taking off towards the conveyor belt, with Cyborg sprinting in front of you. You both make it onto the conveyor belt as Robin flips over, catching himself on the corner of the machinery, dangling with the slime creature grasping onto his leg. The conveyor belt breaks, Robin losing grip. You gasp as he slips, but Cyborg remains surprisingly calm, stretching out his arm in front of him. Well, literally stretching; his bionic arm extends to catch the Boy Wonder by the wrist and pull him up. You sigh of relief, peeking over the edge to see the Plasmus monster dissolving in the acid.

Robin lands back on onto the now-still conveyor belt, catching his breath.

"I still got the sonic if you still got the boom," the robot teen smiles, which the Boy Wonder returns.

"Acid! That's it!" You snap your fingers, getting an idea. You turn to the Plasmus creatures, which had morphed into one big deformed mess, and shot it with a jet of acid. The villain groans, staggering from a newly formed hole in it's body, giving your two teammates the perfect opportunity to strike.

"Teen Titans Go!" They yelled in unison, this time actually completing the same move they had tried in the beginning of all this. Plasmus exploded, leaving 3 of your teammates covered in goo, and a man sleeping (for some reason).

You and the other Titans watch Cyborg and Robin talk as the man is carried away.

"How did you do that?" Raven asked.

"Do what?" You ask back.

"Get Cy to come back, duh." Beast Boy said nonchalantly.

"Oh uh I don't know, I just did it. Sometimes people just need to be talked to, ya know?" You shrug. You four walk up to the two boys as they fist bumped.

"You made up! Glorious! I wish to initiate the group hug!" Starfire cheered.

"Pass." Raven said.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, warm fuzzies all around. But we still gotta stop Cinderblock." Beast Boy said.

"No we don't." You smiled, eyeing Cyborg.

"Thought I'd bring you a present, in case you were still mad." He joked, referring to the restrained villain from earlier.

“Oh, so you weren’t just walking your goldfish?” Robin smirked. Your face flushed as you whipped your head to your other teammates, who were avoiding eye contact.

“Seriously guy? Walking my goldfish?” you snapped playfully.

“It was on instinct,” Beast Boy muttered, causing you to laugh. Robin turns back to the villain.

“All jokes aside, there’s one thing still bothering me.” Robin says. Breaking into jail? Using Plasmus to distract us? The whole plan seems to be a little too smart for Cinderblock.”

“I’ve been thinking the same thing.” notes Cyborg.

“Someone must have been pulling the strings. But who?” Robin asked. You furrowed your brows. You hadn’t really thought that there’s a mastermind behind the crimes, you thought sometimes villains do things for no greater purpose.

“Well, whoever they are, they're no match for the Teen Titans.” Cyborg smiles. You could have never predicted living the life that you are now, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Forces of Nature- Teen Titans x Aquagirl!Reader

Masterlist

Summary: According to the laws of Pokemon, water type beats fire type, but electric type beats water type (S1 Ep4)

Word Count: 2883

A/N: GUYS IM ALMOST FREE FROM MOST OF MY WORK AND STUFF GOING ON I SHOULD BE ABLE TO CATCH UP ON THESE I SWEARRR (in all seriousness Im just still really busy with school but the hardest part is almost over!!!)

“Oh, so that's why people close their eyes when they sneeze," You say, walking down the hall with Raven. The cloaked girl nods silently.

You turn the corner to find Beast Boy, his back turned to you, chuckling and holding a mysterious water balloon. You give each other a look before simultaneously sneaking up on the green teen.

"What are you doing?" Raven asked, causing him to jump, dropping the balloon. He yelps, diving to catch it, but you hold out your hand, and the balloon slows to a hover just above the ground. He grabs it and quickly gets up to face the two of you.

"Please tell me this isn't another stupid prank," You say, eyebrows raised.

"Okay. It's not a stupid prank. It's a brilliant one!" Beast Boy grins. "All right, check it out. Remember how Cyborg put red dye in my shampoo and I turned brown for two days?"

"Yeah, it was hilarious," You smirk. Beast Boy just glared at you before moving on.

"Well, sister, it's payback time." He turns to the contraption behind him. "I give you...the Beast Boy Insta-Lube 9000!" Raven face-palms as you hear him explain his Rube Goldberg-esque machine.

"See, when Chrome-Dome steps around the corner, his foot tugs the string," he explains, pointing to the rope that's attached to the floor and the wall.

"The string trips the lever…" You noticed that the rope ends at a lever.

"The lever releases the mother of all rubber bands...which sends a balloon, load of motor oil flying right at him, and BOOSH!" Pretty clever, huh?"

"You're a genius." Raven says sarcastically. Beast Boy ignores her and perks up to a sound coming from the other side of the hall. He grabs the two of you and pulls you behind the corner.

"I don't think-" you begin, but Beast Boy shushes you.

"SHH!"

"But what if-" Raven says, and Beast Boy shushes her too.

"SHH!" Suddenly you hear a voice that doesn't sound like yours, Ravens, or Beast Boy’s.

"Why are we hiding?" You whip your head to see that the voice belongs to Cyborg. You stare at him in shock, and Beast Boy finally turns around too.

"Cyborg?! You can't be Cyborg!" The green teen exclaims.

"I can't?" Cyborg asks.

"If you're you, then who's…?" Beast Boy trails off, peeking out from the corner.

You look to see Starfire, cheerfully bouncing down the hallway. You eye Raven and raise your hand, your way of saying "should I go help Beast Boy?" She shakes her head no, as if to say “just let him suffer the consequences”. You turn back just in time to see Starfire get pummeled by the balloon, dousing her in motor oil.

“Starfire!” Beast Boy yells as the four of you run over to the alien girl. She sat there, a little confused.

“This is punishment? I did something wrong?” she asks, getting up from the ground.

“You didn’t. He did.” Raven said. You all stared at Beast Boy, waiting for him to say something.

“Star! It was… you weren’t supposed to… I didn’t.” he stutters, clearly flustered. Then to your surprise, he laughs.

“Just remember to change that oil every three thousand miles.”

You scoff at Beast Boy, but Starfire was burning with rage.

“On my planet, we have a name for those who do such terrible things. You are a…a…CLORBAG VARBLENELK!!!”

“I’m a what-bag?” Beast Boy tilts his head.

“You heard her.” Cyborg shrugs.

“You are such a clorbag.” Raven shakes her head.

"Come on, you guys. Can't anybody take a joke?" Beast Boy whined.

You were about to say something when a large crack of lightning stopped you. You hear your T-communicator go off; you flip it open to see Robin on the screen, looking concerned.

"Titans trouble! "He yells. You could hear thunder from behind him.

"Dude. Where even are you? " Beast Boy asks.

"Near jump city bridge," Robin explains. "I found a reason behind this lightning, and I don't think they're up to any good."

"We're on our way." You reassure him. He nods and the screen goes black, leaving you with Starfire still glaring at Beast Boy, the two other teammates looking at you to see what you would say.

“You know what- we’re gonna deal with this later.” you decided, pinching the bridge of your nose. “We should go meet up with Robin.”

You stood at the edge of the jump city bridge, squinting at the scene in front of you. Two boys, one dressed in orange and one dressed in blue, dancing around the bridge. The orange one waved his arms and lightning flew out, sending sparks flying everywhere. The blue one clapped his hands, and the ground rumbled, causing a whole row of the bridge cables to snap.

“I think it's time to intervene, huh?” you hear a voice say next to you. It was Robin, who seemed to have materialized out of thin air.

“Is it go time?” you smile.

“Something like that. Titans Go!”

You climb an overturned truck, observing the two misfits continue to wreak havoc, all while laughing playfully with one another.

“Hate to break it to you..” Robin says aloud, announcing your presence. “But you guys have a lousy sense of humor! This ends now!”

The orange-clad teen turned to face you. “No one gives orders to Thunder and Lightning! Taste my power!” He, who you assumed is named Lightning, shoots a bolt of well, lightning at your team. You jump down from the truck just as it gets hit, the electricity destroying the place where you stood.

The team charges into battle towards the two villains. Cyborg and Starfire and taken out by Thunder and Lighting almost immediately. Leaving you and Robin to face Thunder. You both swiftly move around him dodging all his attacks, but unable to make any of your own.

You raise your hands and water from under the bridge rumbled, before shooting into the sky. You redirected the jets towards the large opponent, him raising his arms to block your attack. You push him back and slowly gain more traction, until you hear him yell something.

"BROTHER!" You hear him yell. You turn to see Lightning shoot a bolt of lighting towards the jet of water you had aimed at his brother. The lightning hits the water and travels up to your arm, electrocuting you. You yell, falling to the ground.

"Aquagirl!" Robin yells, before Thunder grabbed him and threw him across the bridge. You struggle to regain feeling in your limbs as the other Titans are being attacked. You keep yourself from blacking out as the sounds of battle continue around you.

Finally, the pain in your body subsides and you’re able to lift yourself up. Robin helps you up and lets you lean on him for support. You look around; Cyborg was helping Raven up, and Starfire and Beast Boy were making their way over to you. Everyone looked a little worn, and the smell of something burning linger between the six of you. Robin kept his grip on you as he began to speak.

“Okay team,” he says calmly, despite being beaten by two rogue brothers. “We have to find those guys before they do any more damage. Cyborg, search the west side. Raven, the east. I'll take downtown with Aquagirl. Beast Boy, you and Starfire scan from the skies.”

You smirked as the green teen’s eyes widened.

“Um… Maybe Aquagirl should come with me instead.”

“Aquagirl can’t fly.” Robin said flatly.

“Oh. Yeah.” Beast Boy grumbled.

Cyborg grins. “Have a nice flight, my little clorbag.”

You and Robin walk through Jump City, scanning for any signs of the two villains. During the first 10 minutes, you were on high alert, flinching at any flashes of light or any loud noises. But as there continued to not be any signs of anything, your alertness soon diminished. You then realize that you’ve been walking with your teammate for the past 10 minutes without saying a word. Awkward.

“So uh,” Robin cleared his throat, finally breaking the silence. “Why did Starfire look like she wanted to kill Beast Boy?”

“Oh my gosh you weren’t there,” you realize, a smile spreading on your face. “Remember when Cyborg put red dye in Beast Boy’s shampoo?”

“Yeah, he was brown for two days, it was hilarious.”

“Well, Beast Boy wanted revenge, so he set up this fancy contraption that was supposed to douse Cy in motor oil.”

“And I’m guessing that backfired.”

“Yeah, no kidding. So Starfire got hit and he just like, refused to apologize, so now she's super mad at him, its chill.”

“Wow thats- do you see something?” he stops the conversation to point at something in the distance. You squint to see flashes of light in the forest, and a small orange glow begins to form. Fire.

“Let’s go!” he says, setting off into the direction of the light; you follow him.

You find the two brothers in a clearing in the forest with an old man that you’ve never seen before. In front of them stood a bunch of practice targets, which were all burning brightly. You and Robin stayed hidden as the old man threw something peculiar into the air. It began to zap the targets with a white light, causing the targets to connect with one another, like connect the dots but with fire. Suddenly the whole thing rose in a blaze, like it was outlining a shape you couldn’t see.

“Contact the team,” Robin whispered. You nodded and pulled out your T-communicator.

“Aquagirl to the Titans.” you mumble, trying to keep them from seeing where you were hiding. “We found them. Sending the location now.”

“Rise.” you hear the man say. Suddenly, a creature rose from the flames, a giant fire monster. It stood as tall as an 8 story building, filling the air with a charred scent. You stared in horror of the eldritch-esque monster, barely noticing the other Titans joining you.

“That thing’s kinda tall.” Beast Boy said, staring wide eyed.

“There’s no time to lose. Titans go!” Robin yells, running into the clearing. The rest of the team followed him.

“Burn, Fire! Burn it all!” The elderly man cried.

“Did anyone ever tell you…” Robin says, once again announcing your presence. “Play with fire, you’re going to get burned.”

The fire monster didn’t react to his words, but he lurched his giant arm towards the team, creating a blazing trail in the trees. You scrambled to get out of the way, and when you looked back up, the creature started to make its way towards the city, leaving a path of flames from where it stood.

“Good. Very good.” The mysterious old man smiled. You squinted at him, still unsure of who he was or what he was doing. Unfortunately, you’d have to find out later due to the literal embodiment of a forest fire traveling to Jump City.

“Titans! Go!” Robin yelled. You run, reaching your hand towards the ground and closing your eyes. You sense water beneath you, and will it to the surface; it bursts through the ground and into your control. You continue to run after the monster and shoot a jet of water at its ankle, causing it to stagger. This gave Cyborg enough time to run in front of the monster and blast his sonic cannon at it. This caused a cloud of dust to billow out, obstructing your view of the monster.

“Is he out?” Beast Boy asked aloud. The fire monster rose above the dust, angrier than ever.

“You had to ask.” Raven deadpanned.

You yelled, causing more water to shoot out of the and douse the fire monster. You huffed, watching it sizzle and turn black. Suddenly, the creature erupted in flames, creating a blast that sent your whole team flying. You land on your feet, with your mind set. I need to be stronger.

"Team!" You yell. "I'm going to try to stop it from the front! I need you guys to cover me!" The rest of your teammates nod (except for Robin, who's probably run off somewhere).

Suddenly, a lightning bolt blasted the ground in front of you, sending you flying backwards and separating you from the other Titans. There stood Thunder and Lightning, ready to fight. You looked at the other Titans with panic in your eyes.

“Go!” Raven yelled. “We’ll deal with them!” you nodded and ran off. You couldn’t attack the monster from behind, it could just evade it and continue its path of destruction; you needed to face it head on.

You made it in front of the Jump City town buildings, the fire creature about to reach you.

You breathe. I can do this, you think. You stretch out your hands, palms facing up. There’s water like, all around me. I just have to use it. You felt the air, the rivers, even dew drops on leaves; all in your grasp.

You opened your eyes, a familiar blue glow surrounding your vision. The fire monster stops in confusion. You breathe in. Water from the river begins to float, and dewdrops rise into the air. The air itself becomes drier, with its moisture forming together midair. You clench your fists, then face the monster.

“DIE BITCH!” you yell, thrusting your arms at the creature. The water follows your command and barrels itself at the fire monster. It staggers, trying to fight the blast, but is slowly being put out.

You yell, your arms beginning to weaken from the strain of your power. A fire hydrant bursts, providing more ammo in your fight. But it wasn’t helping; your arms were shaking too much, and the monster was starting to recover from your initial attack. Any minute longer, and the monster would be able to overpower.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of thunder fill the air. You look up, and a flash of lightning almost blinds you. Then, to your amazement, it begins to rain. The monster you were just fighting almost immediately disintegrates, and you drop your arms. Almost immediately your knees buckle and you land on your back, but you laugh and let the rain cool you down.

You hear people approaching and you carefully get up. You slide over to the team (minus Robin, for some reason), and carefully creep up on them.

“Hey guys, what’d I miss?” you blurt, causing the whole team to jump at your arrival.

“A.G.!” Cyborg exclaimed. Starfire crushed you with one of her hugs.

“You have done it friend!” The girl squealed.

“Thanks Star,” you groaned, your ribs being crushed from her hug. “It wasn’t all me though, I wasn’t the one who made it rain.”

Raven looked up. “Then it must have been…”

You hear more footsteps. You turn to see the two brothers, casually walking towards your team. You raise your fists in defense, but Beast Boy stops you.

“Uh, have we not been fighting them all day???” you whisper-protest as they draw near.

“They’re not as bad as they seem.” Beast Boy whispered. “They just needed a little bit of… direction.”

“I am sorry for the trouble we have made,” Thunder says calmly. He elbows his brother to do the same.

“I am… also sorry.” The teen smiled apologetically.

“You have taught us much, Green one. Thank you.” Thunder says whilst shaking your teammates hand.

No way Beast Boy actually taught someone, you thought internally, confused by everything that’s happened.

“Don’t thank me.” Beast Boy said as the two Titans were getting over their mini heart attacks. “Thank the person who taught me.”

He gestured to Starfire, to which the two brothers bowed in response. She bowed back then spoke:

“And thank you for your help in defeating the flame monster.”

As they continued talking, you finally put the pieces together. Judging by the fact that Beast Boy and Starfire are not at each other’s throats anymore, they must have made up and somehow got those two guys to not be evil! No one tells me anything I swear.

The rain cleared over Jump City, leaving a beautiful rainbow stretching from the bridge into the city. You stand on a hill looking out over the city, enjoying the view, though the topic of discussion was far from it.

“So, Slade wants to destroy the city. Question is, why?” Cyborg says.

“I don't know, but I will find out, and he won't get away with it.” Robin decided.

“We won’t let him get away with it.” you correct the Boy Wonder.

“So...am I, you know...still a clorbag?” Beast Boy looks at Starfire.

“Mmm, no. I believe you are more of a...milnip wusserloop.” She said definitively.

Beast Boy looked ecstatic to hear the news. He jumped up and down cheering.

“SWEET! Go, Beast Boy! I'm a milnip! Who's your wusserloop? Huh?” he stops cheering for a second to think.

“That is a good thing...right, Star?” He asks.

Starfire just laughed and started heading home, to which you and the other Titans followed. You peek at Beast Boy, who’s never looked more confused in his life.

“Star?” He finally starts running after you guys, and you burst out in laughter.

“He’s such a milnip wusserloop.”

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buttterknifeee · 2 years

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Switched- Teen Titans x Aquagirl!Reader

Masterlist

Summary: you've always wanted to be taller, but having your consciousness put in Starfire's body was NOT the way. With the girls' bodies switched, and the boys being controlled to attack you, how will you save the day? (S1 Ep7)

Word count: 4748

A/N: AHHH SO GLAD TO BE ABLE TO WRITE AGAIN!!! Sorry this has been taking so long life has just be dragging me by the ankles!!! Will be accepting episode inserts again & everything else just know that I jump around on requests a lot <333

You skip down the hallway of the Tower, humming along to a tune. It's been an awfully quiet day at the Tower and the boys are out, so you have nothing better to do. You enter the living room, finding Raven meditating and Starfire talking.

"Hey, am I interrupting something?" You grin, Starfire turns and smiles at you, Raven looking visibly annoyed. She was about to answer when you heard someone yelling.

"MAIL CALL!!!" Cyborg's voice rings throughout the Tower. Raven falls over, breaking her meditative state. The boys appear next to you, standing at the doorway. Starfire flies towards them.

"Robin! Cyborg! Beast Boy! You are back! It was… quiet while you were gone." She says.

"Not that quiet," Raven grumbles.

You go to the kitchen table to see what the boys brought back. It was a large crate, its address to the Titans Tower.

"Check it out. This was sitting by the front door. Fan mail, probably a gift from one of my many admirers." Beast Boy said smugly.

"Yeah right, " You rolled your eyes. "If you had an admirer, they'd probably be a dog. Or a cat. Or a bird. Or-"

Robin cuts you off to prevent any fighting. "Actually, it doesn't say who it's from."

"Well, one way to find out." Cyborg says, opening the lid.

"Oh my god!"

"Woah!"

"Cool!"

The six of you gaze in awe at the contents of the box: puppet versions of yourselves!

"Honestly, I was kinda hoping for chocolate." Beast Boy says, eyes ironically still locked on his puppet.

You all pull out your respective puppets and admire them. You look at yours: it had the same hair color with the two hair buns, the rashguard top and the shorts, even the gauntlets and belt had been painted on in black and yellow. The other Titans seem to have the same amount of interest in their own puppets.

"Aww, isn't that cute? Puppet Cy has a light-up eye." Cyborg says.

"Yeah. They got all the details just right." Robin adds.

"Speak for yourself. I'm way better looking than this, and taller." Beast Boy whines.

"Someone certainly has a lot of time on their hands." Raven notes.

"Even I don't pay as close attention to my outfits as this," You quip.

"I have never seen such a whimsical device." Starfire says. "Hello, Starfire! Hello, tiny wooden replica of Starfire!"

You watch as the boys start play-fighting with the puppets. Starfire seemed confused so you slid over to her.

"We can play-fight too if you want?" You offer with a grin.

"Oh wonderful!" The alien girl exclaims. She then turns to Raven, who seems unamused by the whole ordeal.

"Shall my tiny replica do battle with your tiny replica too?" She asks.

"Knock yourself out." She says, tossing the toy over to the two of you. You both watch as she leaves the room.

At night, you lay curled up in your bed, dozing off to sleep. You put your puppet on the other side of the room, propped up next to the fish tank. You suddenly hear some strange noises, like someone's creeping around your room. Your eyes shoot open and you jump out of your bed, assuming a fighting stance. A few seconds go by and you slump your shoulders, no longer hearing the noises.

I'm probably just tired, you think, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. I should probably get a glass of water while I'm up.

You make a trip to the sink, making your way back to your room with a glass of water in hand. You turn the corner and crash! You slam into someone and end up on the floor, water spilt on the ground. You immediately get up, prepared to fight again, but a familiar green glow stops you.

"Starfire! Don't scare me like that!" You whisper, picking up the water with your powers.

"Apologies! I just heard a noise and-" She is cut off by the door next to you opening, revealing Raven. You all yell in surprise.

"Raven! You have also heard the strange noises?" Starfire asks.

"The strange noises of you two talking outside my door? Hard to miss." She says.

"We were just-" you began to explain, but a blast of energy cuts you off. You dodge the projectile, turning to see where it came from. You see Cyborg, arm cannon raised, Robin and Beast Boy behind him. They charge at you, Beast Boy turning into a dinosaur. Starfire dodges Robin's attack and Raven shields you from Beast Boys. You noticed that their eyes were glowing green, which was something only Starfire's eye did .

"Beast Boy, it's me! Don't make me hurt you!" Raven warned. Beast Boy breaks through her shield and strikes her, sending her into you and the two of you to the floor.

Robin throws explosives towards Starfire and she goes flying, straight into Cyborgs grasp. You take on Robin, dodging his attacks and using the water from your cup to strike him. You were about to deliver another strike when you faltered. Wait, why am I attacking my teammate again?

That split second hesitation is enough for Robin however; he swiftly kicks upwards, nailing you in the stomach. You double over, and he elbows you hard in the shoulder, before grabbing your arm. You struggle to break his grip, but he maintains his grasp, the area in your arm beginning to turn red.

"Friends! Why do you attack us?" Starfire pleads, her and Raven in Cyborg’s grasp.

"Oh they're not your friends anymore. " You hear a voice say. A man steps into view. Well, you weren't sure if it was right to call him a man. He looked just like one of the puppets you received today, except larger in size and well, alive. The Puppet King, you believed his name was.

"They are my puppets." He continues. "These are your friends" He pulls out the puppet replicas of the boys. You listened closely; it was muffled, but you could hear their voices from the wooden figures.

"Starfire, Raven!"

"Aquagirl!"

"Help!!!"

"Release them!" Raven orders.

"Sorry, but you're not in charge here. You don't command me" the villain says. "I command you. He held up some sort of cross, six orbs attached to it, its colors representing the six of you; aqua for you, orange for Starfire, purple for Raven, etc.

The boys all held up your wooden puppets and they started to glow. You start to glow too as you feel your soul rip out of you. Your body burns, it feels like your muscles are being pulled apart strand by strand, and your vision starts to blur.

"And with the Puppet King pulling the strings, the Teen Titans will command the entire city!" The Puppet King cackles.

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos" You hear Raven say, and you fully black out for a second before coming to, and wrenching yourself from the boys' grasp. You sprint down the hall, following the feet of the other two girls. You hear the Puppet King call for the boys to chase after you as you hop through a grate and into the tower's basement, surrounded by darkness.

You hear the lights click on and that's when you see the people in front of you: Raven and… you? You looked down at your hands; they were an orangish tan, and were incased in silver gauntlets. You reach for your hair, which is long and flowy and pink. You were Starfire!!!

The three of you all began to talk at once:

"I'm you!"

"You're me!"

"We're each other!"

"How did this happen??"

Starfire gasps, magic escaping from her forehead gem and shattering the light bulb, engulfing the room in darkness again.

"Oops."

It took until sunrise for you to get out of the tower without facing the boys. You found your way into the sewers and found an opening onto the streets. So basically, you were Starfire, Starfire was Raven, and Raven is you. Perfect.

With Raven's magic, Starfire tries to open the manhole cover. She succeeds, but ends up shooting it 50 feet in the air, and it falls back down in a loud clattering noise. You and Raven glare at her as she pushes it aside and climbs out.

"Oh Raven and Aquagirl! This is awful! Terribly, horribly awful!" Starfire cries, walking down the street. You both catch up to her.

"Tell me about it," You grumbled.

"Very well." She says. As she continues to walk, she flails her hand, causing mailboxes to bend from magic. "Robin, Cyborg, and Beast Boy have been trapped inside tiny wooden bodies, while a nasty creature called the Puppet King has taken control of their real bodies, which he is using to hunt us down, and you, Raven and I are in the wrong bodies and-"

"Starfire!" Raven yells. "You have to calm down. My powers are driven by emotion. The more you feel, the more energy you unleash."

"Yes," You agree. "Remain calm; freaking out will get us nowhere."

"But what if they find us? What if our friends are doomed? What if I am stuck looking like this forever?" She whines.

"We'll fix it. Not sure how, but we'll rescue the boys and we will get our bodies back," You promise her.

"What's wrong with the way I look?" Raven chimes in.

"Nothing." Starfire says quickly. You raise an eyebrow, but move on.

"I will try to calm down." Starfire says, closing her eyes and talking deep breaths. "Peace … quiet … tranquil--"

She suddenly sends a car into the air. It comes crashing down, setting off the car alarm in a rather quiet area. You bury your face into your hands.

"We are so doomed." Raven says. Suddenly Beast Boy appears in view, in the form of a leopard. Raven (in your body) raises an arm in front of her like you usually do, but nothing happens.

"Run!" You yell, grabbing the two girls and escaping into the alleyways. You try to jump while running, seeing if you could somehow get yourself off of the ground by doing so.

"Come on! Fly!" You yell in annoyance. You eventually slow down, due to losing Beast Boys tracks.

"We cannot fight them again. I do not wish to, and in our present condition, we would surely be defeated." Starfire says, sulking.

"Yeah" you agree. "How are you supposed to fly anyways? I've never done this before."

"You must feel flight." She explains.

"Uhhhh what?"

"When you feel the unbridled joy of flight, you will fly."

"OK yeah but I've never even felt flight, let alone unbridled joy."

"Look!" Raven exclaims, breaking your conversation. Beast Boy was back, still in animal form, his eyes glowing in that soulless way.

"How do I use starbolts?" You ask.

"Righteous fury and boundless confidence!" She says.

"Right. OK. Thanks." You mumble. The three of you run back the way you came from instead of fighting. You continue to run until you come across Robin, holding his staff.

"And how do I use your powers, Aquagirl?" Raven asks, in a fighting stance.

"You, uh, feel for any sources of water and channel your energy and emotions towards your arm and let energy flow through you!" You explain, except you've never had to explain your powers before, so you're not sure if she got it.

"What energy???" She asks. Beast Boy catches up to you, blocking off your other pathway.

"Of like- the water?" You say.

"Nevermind." She says, and Beast Boy and Robin charges towards you. You side step, and the two boys crash into each other. They crumple to the ground and the three of you run down the alleys.

"You'd think as soulless husks these boys would be smarter." You laughed.

You quickly slid into the side of the alley, Raven pulling Starfire with her as she followed your lead.

You breathed a sigh of relief as the two boys passed you. Suddenly, two large arms shoot out from the brick wall behind you. You three scream, running away. You make your way down the alley, but skid to a stop in front of the dead end.

"Do you think you can fly yet?" Raven asks you.

"I-I still don't know how!" You say, backing up. The three boys find you and close in.

"Starfire, you're going to have to levitate." Raven turns to the girl. She quivers, which is something you'd never see from Raven herself. "You know those words I always--?"

"Yes!" Starfire exclaims, excited to say the magic words.

"Wait! You have to focus!" Raven yells.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" Starfire shouted. She grabs you two by the hands and you shoot straight upwards into the sky. You see the boys stare blankly at you as they grow smaller and smaller on the ground. You soon change from flying upwards to flying sideways as Starfire begins to lose control.

"I wish to stop! Please tell me the way to stop!" She screams while barreling through the air.

"Look at the ground and imagine--" Raven began, Starfire immediately craning her neck towards the ground. You all crash into a pile of trash. You land with a grunt, tired from all the running you've done today. What's the point of having the power of flight if you don't even know how to use it??

"I smell like dog s-" you groan, but Raven shushes you. The boys were walking by you, so you hid behind the pile of trash bags. You watch Starfire struggle to stay in control.

"Peace, quiet, tranquility...peace, quiet, tranquility." She whispers to herself.

"They're almost gone," You whisper back to reassure her. You peek over the wall of trash and spot Beast Boy, in the form of a green rat trying to sniff you out. You quickly take cover back in the trash and signal for the other girls to stay quiet. You could hear Beast Boy sniffing around, waiting to sense your presence. Suddenly, you hear a voice.

"Enough!" You hear the Puppet King say. "We will catch the other half after the ceremony is complete."

You peek over the trash bags. The oversized Nutcracker is standing there, holding the puppets that contain the souls of the boys.

"Ceremony?" Robin asks.

"What ceremony?" Cyborg asks.

"Just a little spell that will destroy you three, and make your bodies mine forever." the villain jeered. "Come, my puppets."

They all eventually leave, and you finally abandon your hiding place. You try to untangle your long, pink hair from the trash.

"How can you stand having this much hair?" You mumble, yanking a fish bone from her pink flowing hair.

"Quickly! Our friends are in danger! We must follow and-" Starfire begins but Raven cuts her off.

"And what? Save them with my unusable powers while your unbridled emotions blow us to bits? Nice flying, by the way." Raven says pessimistically.

"At least I am able to use the powers that I have been given! You have gotten nowhere!" Starfire raised her voice.

"Well not every power is as easy to use as mine! And I'm not the only one who hasn't been able to use our new powers." Raven snaps back. Why is she pulling me into this??? you thought angrily.

"Well I'M sorry that I've never had the privilege of flying before so I cannot learn as fast!" You yell.

"Even a child on my home planet is capable of flying!" Starfire yells back, now turning to Raven. "And perhaps you have been unable to use Aquagirls powers due to being too rude to feel anything AT ALL."

"Maybe you haven't noticed, but my emotions are dangerous." Raven says. You hear a tune of pain behind her words. "I can't afford to feel anything. You may have my body, but you know nothing about me."

You stepped towards Raven and gently put a hand on her shoulder. "You're right." You say, catching her and Starfire off guard. "We don't know anything about each other, and the only way we can get through this is if we learn everything about each other. So how about we share?" You offer. The other girls looked at each other and smiled.

"Alright." Raven said. You all sat down and Raven began to talk.

"I was born in a place called Azarath. It is an interdimensional world that focuses on a non-violent lifestyle. There I learned my skills and how to control my emotions." Raven began. You listened with fascination.

"My mother was a priestess, but my father was evil, and because my powers are from him, when I can't control my emotions my powers become out of control." She explains.

"The one from your mind," You recall, remembering your adventure with Cyborg and Beast Boy into her mind.

"Correct," Raven confirms. "I had to leave Azarath due to his growing power, so I came to Earth, and found you guys.

Starfire clapped at the end of Raven's story. "Oh thank you for sharing my friend! Is it my turn to explain my background?" Starfire asks. You nod with a smile.

"Alright, I shall begin. I come from the planet called Tamaran; in which my people use our emotions to strengthen our abilities." She says cheerfully. You internally chuckle: one girl needs to repress her emotions to stay safe and the other freely expresses them to become stronger… no wonder they aren't close.

"I have two siblings; Blackfire, whom you already have met," You all cringed at the mention of her name. "And my brother, Wildfire, whom we had to send away a while ago."

"My planet came into conflict with another race known as the Gordanians, a ruthless army that was soon to defeat Tamaran."

"We remember them," Raven says. You reminisce to the time you have to help Starfire escape them; ruthless didn't even begin to describe them.

"As a result of war, I was taken by them to become a slave; and during transportation I escaped, and arrived here on earth!" She finishes with a grin. You clap, knowing that it's your turn next.

"Yeah, OK I guess it's my turn." You say, rubbing the back of your neck. Your origin is super underwhelming compared to theirs.

"I was born here, on Earth, like south of Jump City. I lived near the beach all my life, so I grew up swimming and surfing and stuff," You try to say nonchalantly, but you couldn't help but notice how attentive the girls were to your story, which made you nervous.

“Then one day I wiped out while surfing and ended up at the bottom of the ocean. I woke up and was presented with a necklace. I ended up on the shores of Jump City with new powers and joined you guys." You finished. The girls stare at you.

"Is that all?" Starfire asks.

"Um yeah, do you want me to talk more?"You ask. The girls look at each other then nod.

"Well, I have a mom and a dad and two little siblings at the house," You continue. "I went to school where I lived before I joined the Titans, but now I go to school here in Jump City."

"Wait, you go to school?" Raven asks, surprised.

"Well yeah, defeating villains isn't going to teach me Calculus." You shrug. "And it's a great alibi so my parents don't find out about this Titans thing."

"Your parents are unaware of your activities??" Starfire asks.

"Yeah, they're a little overprotective; they'd kill me if they found out. So I enrolled myself in Murakami High, had Cyborg hack the attendance file to make it seem like I'm present everyday, and the days I'm free I go." You say. "You never noticed I was gone?"

"I just thought you were sick quite often." Starfire mumbled, causing you to chuckle.

After sharing about yourselves, you all felt more connected and understanding of one another. You were ready to face the puppet king.

You find the villains hideout; which was a run down theater on the other side of town. You peeked from behind a fountain at the entrance, which was guarded by Beast Boy.

"Safe to say we're not walking in through the front door. We'll have to try the roof." Raven whispered. Starfire turned to you.

"Agreed. Now, do just as I instructed. Close your eyes and think of something joyful."She said. You nodded and thought hard. Well, I'm always joyful when I surf, I guess. OK no, let's think of something else. The team! I've had some of the best memories with the team. Going out for pizza, defeating villains, and Robin-

You open your eyes and look down. You were floating up in the air, holding Raven and Starfire with you. You smiled and continued thinking. Well, all my teammates have been so nice to me, especially the boy wonder. He tells me his thoughts and I tell him mine; we keep nothing from each other. You gently landed on the roof. The two girls joined you.

"Very, very good! What was your joyful thought?" Starfire asked. You blushed.

"It was.. the team! And all our adventures," You say, your face turning a little too red. Starfire continues to smile, but Raven squints at you. Fortunately she changes the topic

“Starfire; your turn. Find your center. Focus your energy on the lock.” Raven says.

You watch intensely as Starfire closes her eyes and lifts her hands . You see magic swirl around her hands and she opens her eyes, which are glowing white.

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos."

She swiftly brings her hand down and the lock snaps in half.

"Nice work" Raven says, not an ounce of sarcasm in her voice.

"Success!" Starfire cheers. A spark of magic flies from her hands and towards the trapdoor, flinging it open and creating an echoing boom. You sigh, looking into the theater. It was your average run down theater, random ropes and sandbags attached to the ceiling with a ton of catwalks suspended in the air.

"Search and destroy." You hear the Puppet King say from below. The three of you quickly jumped down onto one of the catwalks and watched the villain. He hung the puppets over a blue toned fire. You watch him towards the fire and uncorked a mysterious tube.

"I do not want an audience. Well, Titans ...time for your grand finale." He pours the contents of the tube into the fire, resulting in a spark. "It's going to be a real showstopper."

"No.." You whisper. He holds the puppets towards the fire, and you could hear the pleas of your teammates.

"Hey!"

"No!"

"Stop!"

"Help"

"Don't worry. I'll take good care of your bodies. After all, they'll be mine forever." The villain chuckles.

“Raven! You need to block his arm! Remember: embrace your power.” you whisper shout to Raven. She stands with her arm out in front of her, eyes closed. When they open again, you see a familiar blue glow in her eyes. A fissure in the ground cracks open, and a jet of water blows up in the Puppet King’s face. He shrieks, dropping the puppets. Starfire catches them with her telekinesis and floats your wooden teammates up to the catwalk. She catches the three puppets in her arms hugging them tightly.

“My friends! You are unharmed” she giggled.

“Starfire?” Robin asks. You realize that the boys have been stuck in puppets for the past few hours and haven't seen you three switch bodies.

"It's a long story." You say. You notice the Puppet King staring up at you, anger seething out of his wooden eyeballs. The three Titan’s soulless bodies come back from patrolling the outside and stand near the villain.

“My Puppets! Capture them!” he shrieks. You see them immediately take off towards your location. You three start to run, Starfire still clutching the puppets. You run down the pathway but Beast Boy stops you, in the form of a bat. You gasp in surprise and turn to run the other direction. Robin jumps onto the other side and you skid to a stop, unsure of where to go. Suddenly Cyborg appears on the railing of the catwalk, firing his sonic cannon at you. You try to dodge his attack but it hits all three of you, sending you and the puppets flying off the catwalk and onto the ground. You concentrate, thinking of the things that made you happy.

You slow down midair, Starfire at your side. Raven manages to grab onto a hanging rope to stop her fall. You fly through the air, trying to escape Cyborg chasing after you, swinging through the ropes. He grabs you and pulls you onto another catwalk, your back slamming into the metal ground. You pulled yourself up as Cyborg warmed up his sonic cannon. ok, you thought. If there's any time to use the starbolts, it's now.

You try to remember what Starfire said: embrace your emotions and feel the righteous fury.

"Righteous fury, righteous fury," You mumble to yourself as Cyborg for ready to attack. You thought about villains, and how it made no sense that they wanted to hurt you all the damn time. I mean, some guy took control of your friend by removing his soul and he wants to do the same to you! It wasn't right.

You feel your body getting warmer, especially in your hands. You looked down at your hands; they were flickering green. You look back up just in time to dodge a blast of Cyborg’s sonic cannon. He fires again and you jump up onto the railing to dodge. Suddenly, Raven leaps onto the catwalk and punches Cyborg in the face, sending him over the edge.

"I will never take flying for granted ever again." She huffed. You looked over the rail; Cyborg was falling straight to where the puppets were.

"Starfire!" You yell, pointing to where Cyborg was falling. She sees and uses magic to stop his fall, pulling him to the side before getting attacked by Robin again. You almost breathe a sigh of relief when Beast Boy shows up out of nowhere and tackles you in the form of a lion. You grunt as you hold his face from taking a bite out of you. You managed to throw him off of you and Raven hit him with a blast of water.

"HELP!" You hear Starfire yell. You look down to see her being attacked by Robin and Cyborg. You grab Raven and fly the both of you down to Starfire. You let go of Raven and grab Cyborg, ready to continue fighting.

"Not me!" She yells, confusing you. "Them!" You turn and see the Puppet King holding the three puppets over the fire. Your blood boiled. Without thinking you dropped Cyborg and held your arm out in front of you.

"NO!!" You screamed, a brilliant green light forming around your hand. And bolt shot out of it, blasting the puppets and the Puppet King back. The cross-thing that the Puppet King has been using to collect your souls flew up into the air and into the fire.

"My control! NOOOOO!!!" The Puppet King screamed, light pouring out of his eyes. You watch as the souls of the boys are released from the puppets and flow back into the boys.

You black out for a moment, feeling your own soul leave Starfire’s body, then open your eyes to you being back in your own body, and holding Robin like he's a damsel in distress. You blushed and quickly set him down, immediately joining the other girls.

"I am me!" Starfire cheers. "And you are both yourselves.

"And we're us!" Cyborg exclaims.

"Thanks to you girls. " Robin smiles.

"We have done it!" Starfire says, pulling you both into an extremely tight hug. Raven mutters what's probably a threat, but you just smile and pat her on the back.

Back at the Tower, you walk into the living room to get a book, but find Raven and Starfire sitting together.

"Hey, am I interrupting something?" You ask, approaching them.

"Oh join us friend Aquagirl in the meditation!" Starfire smiles; Ravens face surprising calm.

"Alright!" You say, sitting down next to Starfire.

"After this…" Raven says, eyes closed from the meditation. "Would you like to go to the mall?" You both nod and hum in agreement. Then you continue the meditation together.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos… Azarath Metrion Zinthos…"

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buttterknifeee · 3 years

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Dude if we’re going with oblivious Aquagirl and smitten Robin imagine Slade kidnapping the two for whatever reason and locking them in a cell together

He is then forced to watch as Robin simps so hard and Aquagirl remains completely oblivious

First of all, I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

but here you go!!!

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Pairings: Robin!Dick Grayson x Aquagirl

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“Ughhhhhh” you groan. You open your eyes to a concrete wall. Waking up from unconsciousness in an unfamiliar place; talk about deja vu (see here). Ok then, time to get up and-

You tugged at your arms, but they didn’t budge. Your wrists were tied behind your back. Fucking great. Maybe I have something in my belt I can use, you thought, reaching around for anything you could grab. You felt something warm near your hand, and you recoiled at the touch. You peak your head over your shoulder to find Robin, slumped over, his wrists tied to yours.

Oh this is just fantastic, you rolled your eyes. Of course of all people you get kidnapped with, it's your best friend (and crush) the Boy Wonder. But there’s no time for blushing, you need to figure out why you're here and how to get out.

You gently tug at your bonds to shake Robin awake. You feel him tense up, and mumble as he comes to.

“What? Where-” he says, taking in his surroundings.

“Morning sleepyhead,” you say sarcastically. “I think we’ve been captured.”

“How’d we even get here?” Robin asks, shaking off the sleep. “We were patrolling, and there was these robots, and they shot out some gas-”

“And now you're here.” a voice echoed in the room. You look up and find a speaker and a small screen perch in the corner of the ceiling. The screen flickered to life and a familiar looking villain appeared on the screen.

“Slade,” Robin growled.

“It seems the two of you have finally woken up.” Slade continued. “You two will serve greatly as bait for the rest of your teammates.”

“Bait? What's your plan Slade?” you yelled, struggling at your confines.

“You see, I have these new robots; not only are they stronger than before, but they have a new feature: knockout gas. You couple were the perfect people to test them on, and as you can tell, they worked.” He explained. “Your location is right next to a warehouse full of them, so after the other Titans are defeated, I’ll deal with the two of you.”

Hello??? What the fuck??? You thought as Robin yelled at the screen.

“You won’t get away with this!”

The screen blipped to black and a silence fell over the two of you.

“We’re gonna die” you say.

“No we’re not!!!”

“Ok fine, we’re not gonna die. But how do we get out of this place?” you ask, still aware of the fact that you’re tied together in what looks like a fully sealed room.

“Well, I don’t have my belt so I can't cut us free, so maybe we should try to stand up and see if there's an opening anywhere.” He said.

“How are we supposed to do that??” you ask.

“Well, if we push our backs together, we should be able to use the force to push ourselves up.”

“Ok boy wonder, this better not be some weird yoga thing Batman taught you.” you said, shifting so your backs were pressed up against each other.

To spare the details, it was incredibly awkward. First, Robin's cape was in the way so you made him throw it over his shoulder so your backs could touch. Second, He pushed too hard and you two fell over, which became so much worse to try and get back up. Third, you were literally pressing your back against the Robin. You could hear his breathing. His hand accidentally brushed the small of your back. His own back was warm when pressed up against yours. (and he’ll never tell you this but he was thankful that you were faced away from each other because you couldn’t see him blushing furiously.)

Finally, you were both standing up, despite still being tied together.

“Now if only we had something to untie ourselves with-” Robin began, but you remembered something.

“OH MY GOD I FORGOT!” you said, bending your leg so that your foot was near your hand. You reached into your rubbery water shoes and pulled out a switchblade.

“What- Why did you-” Robin was about to ask but you cut him off again.

“I’ve always kept it in here, just for emergencies. And obviously, it helped.” you said smugly, already cutting at your bonds.

You finally free yourself and the two of you face each other. He seemed really red, and why is he sweating a bit? Is he out of breath from trying to stand up?

“Hey Robin, you alright?” you asked.

“Uh- yeah everything’s fine AG- why wouldn’t it be? Everything’s dandy!” he said, stuttering his words together. Dandy? Who tf uses dandy?

“Ok, whatever you say” you respond, a hint of skepticism in your voice. The last of the rope falls to the ground. You crack your knuckles, staring at one of the walls. Now that you had your hands free, you could easily make a hole in the wall with your hydrokinesis.

“Now let’s get out of he-” you began but a loud BOOM fills your ears. You cover yourself as one of the walls explodes, sending dust and concrete flying. You look up and realize that not only did Cyborg blast a hole in the wall, but you were wrapped in Robin’s arms, an extremely cheesy way to protect you. You both step away from each other, profusely blushing. Beast Boy pokes his head into the hole.

“Hey guys we’re here to- uhhhh did we walk in on something?” he asks, staring at the two of you. You step forward, towards the bright blue sky.

“No, you really didn’t.” you reassured him with a grin. “What’s the situation out here?”

One robot-fighting montage later, you were back at the tower, exhausted by the whole day.

“So you're telling us that Slade captured the two of you using his robots, trapped you together in a room, and then tried to kill us so he could kill you later?” Raven asked, sitting on the couch with the other Titans as you and Robin stand in front of them, debriefing what happened.

You shrugged. “Well, when you put it that way it sounds much more depressing than it really was.”

“Oh yeah? Did you guys kiss or something?” Beast Boy waggled his eyes at you. You laugh it off, but you couldn’t help but notice Robin blushing. You try to wave off Beast Boy’s comment before they actually start assuming things.

“When I said it wasn’t that depressing that's not what I meant,” you rolled your eyes, smiling. Robin was not good at keeping his cool.

“Y-yeah we didn’t do anything like that not like we wanted to or- we were very focused on getting out-” He stuttered barely stringing the line of words together. You both stood awkwardly now.

“Well,” you began. “I’m gonna hit the showers now… see you guys later…” You say, walking stiffly towards the hall.

He’s so weird, you thought. But at least he's cute.

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