#i cant not talk in caps or in large text

[chonko-the-simp]

Bucky just helping sam without being asked is everything like who needs a forklift when you got a super beefy bf

#i cant not talk in caps or in large text #tfaws #tfaws sambucky #tfaws ep5 #sam wilson #falcon #the falcon #Black Falcon #Bucky Barnes #sambucky #Winter Soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #captain america

[gaijinhunter]

Monster Hunter Rise: 2nd Trailer and news blowout

Hey guys this is Gaijinhunter. I am uploading this as a text post since I caught a cold and have been unable to edit a video.

There was a huge second wave of news for Monster Hunter Rise with the reveal of the 2nd trailer the other day during the Game Awards 2020 show. Keep in mind the actual full length trailer is much longer and better than the shorter edit they showed during the show so makes sure you watch it. It showcased a second map, 2 new monsters, several returning monsters, and more. They also updated their official website with a ton of information so instead of doing a trailer reaction or breakdown, I am going to give you all the info they shared but split up by category, trying to focus only on the new stuff.

New Map

Director Ichinose hinted in an interview that one of the new maps would be nostalgic and boy he wasn't kidding. The Flooded Forest from Third Generation has been massively remade and is back in MH rise. Of course given this game’s focus is verticality, there is no underwater combat sections but they really nailed it from what I can see. One of the most iconic parts of the forest was the ruins in the backgrounds, and now you can scale up it using the wirebug. How cool is that. 

With the new map we also got the reveal of 2 new monsters.

First up is the mermaid wyvern, the Somnacanth. This marks the much hyped return of the leviathan class of monsters which were missing in world and iceborne. This Monster looks so wild. It has a special breath that will put you to sleep, is super aggressive, and has this crazy taiko drum like chest in which it will grab oysters and other things and bust them against it to break them open and buff itself. The Japanese name is quite a mouthful and is called Isonemikuni. This is the monster that Ichinose teased with his cute drawing on twitter.

Next up is the tengu beast, Bishaten. This monster is really unique, it looks like a mix of a monkey, bat, and bird. It has a huge and powerful tail it uses for massive mobility and it will chuck various fruits at you as well. One of the most iconic fruits it throws are persimmons, which are very Japanese and if you haven’t had them before, they are kind of an acquired taste. It’s Japanese name is Bishutendo. 

For returning monsters we have a few. First is our favorite sponge, the Royal Ludroth. This is a fan favorite and a great early to mid game monster. It has one of the best move sets in my opinion, very telegraphed but it can still catch you off guard even if you are super used to it. Strategically figuring gout where to stand in order to cut off its tail or break the sponge has always been really fun and intersting so I’m delighted to see this monster return, also look at that texture of the sponge!

Then we got the return of the Great Wroggi, the anti-poison skill tutorial monster. This thing really messed me up back in MH3G until I spent the time to get the materials to craft anti-posion decorations and even then, like the Great Izuchi, it fights really well with its sidekick small wroggis and I cant wait to see the improved cooperative AI that they are making for the Great Izuchi applied to this monster as well. It’s armor also spots a really cool Crocodile Dundee hat and look in the trailer and you can see the palico armor as well. So cool.

Finally, we got a small scene that appears to show a snow map and a group of baggi getting hit by a Khezu lightening shot. Does this mean the Great Baggi will return? Not sure. But that scream 100% is a Khezu, and I cannot wait to see how it looks with higher resolution texturing, I bet it will be creepy as heck. So while not technically confirmed, I’d say it’s safe to say Khezu is returning in some form. The balance of all these monsters is so great, I love the selection so far.

As far as other returning monsters that might return, I think we all expect nargacuga and zinogre. These are flagship monsters from games directed by Ichinose and he even tweeted his palamute and palico both named after these two monsters. Especially given the Japanese aesthetic, I think it’s pretty much guaranteed they are returning. Then I think mizutsune is also highly likely given its Japanese design, the fox theme, the kimono armor. Plus the model for it doesn't look that far off from the new Somnacanth. Anyway I have super hyped.

Interaction with animals and endemic life

One of the huge features of Monster Hunter Rise is the focus on wild life and animals to buff your hunter or be used as tools during a hunt.

There are 4 major types of Endemic Life: Temp Buffer, Permabuffer, Hunting Helper, and environmental.

For Permabuffer, we got a new render of the Spiribirds, which will buff your hunter if you move near one, and the effects depend on the color of the pollen it is carrying. Green increases your max Health, Orange increases your defense, red increases your attack power, and yellow increases your max stamina. There is even a special rainbow colored one, which I assume will buff all 4.

Via their website, Capcom announced a new item called the Petalace, a bracelet made of a plant called a Sending Sprig that each hunter has equipped. This is what collects the pollen from the birds and buffs your hunter. There is a variety of Petalaces in the game and some may increase the amount in which an attack boost is applied from a single Spiribird, raise the max value that health can be boosted, and more. Here in the screen shot we can see the caps for each and the amount gained for each buff. Just a quick note but this is not going to be replacing charms as we know that they are giving away a talisman for pre-order.

For Temp Buffer creatures, they revealed the name of the Clothfly, a butterfly that will temporarily increase your defense once you interact with it and cause it to generate a cloud of dust. In previous videos we have seen Peepers that reduce stamina usage, birds that raise your base stats, and a dragonfly that boosts your affinity and I had calculated it out to being applied for 90 seconds but we’ll have to wait for hte final game to see if that depends on the effect or if they change it, but it sounds about right.

For Hunting Helper creatures, we got an adorable new render of the Stinkmink. You can carry up to 5 Hunting Helpers and use them like items. The Stinkmink can be used to cover yourself in a special pheromone that will attract large monsters to you, even allowing you to lure one monster toward another to cause a turf war. I personally can think of other applications like luring a monster toward a trap and stuff like that.

And for environmental endemic life, they didn't show it in the trailer but there are also wildlife that can be used like environmental traps. For example, use raw meat and the giganha fish will go crazy, damaging anything nearby be it a hunter or monster. I can’t wait to see someone hunt a Great Wroggi using only raw meat. I love that we finally will have more use for this item.

NPCs

In the new trailer we got to hear several of the NPC villagers talking and on the website they go into a lot more details. They have quite the star-studded cast in Japanese and the English voice actors are also very interesting picks. This really marks the first time in Monster Hunter that the main cast of villagers will all be called by name and speak, which I think adds a lot of personality to the game.

First we have Fugen the village elder of Kamura and skilled long sword user. 

Then we have Hinoa the Quest Maiden, a cheerful and optimistic girl who serves as the quest giver in the village while her twin sister runs the gathering hub. While not announced in any other language, the French and Italian language sites for the game list her sister’s name as Minoto. Hinoa’s name is Hinoe in Japnaese and for the rest of the cast their names are identical between the two languages.

One thing I am excited for is that they said that one of the ways they will help communicate the uniqueness of Kamura is through songs and they shared a sample of one of them in the full trailer. This one is sung by Izumi Kato. If you remember back in Monster Hunter 4 Ultimate they featured songs by the wyverian Diva, and I am so happy they decided to do songs again, they add so much richness to the world and are just lovely to listen to.

Next up is Yomogi, our village chef. In this game you will eat meals at her Tea Shop, where her speciality is the Bunny Dango she makes along with the help of some palicoes. I love that we’ve seen her in past videos with a heavy bowgun, so the idea that all the villagers are active participants in the story is great. 

Then we have Hamon the blacksmith. He used to hunt alongside Fugen back in the day but now creates weapons for the hunters of the village. His grandson also appears in the game and is a kind-hearted youth that loves your hunting companions.

Next is Kagero the merchant. Despite his mysterious appearance he is actually very warm and kind. If there is a sale going on, not only can you buy most items for half off, but you can also participate in a lottery where you spin a wheel and it dispenses a colored ball. Get a rare color ball to win a rare prize. You can do it once per sale, but you can also scan an amiibo to spin two more times, but only once per day per amiibo you own.

Finally we have Komitsu the sweet-tooth, she sells candy apples in town. What these do is still not yet revealed.

Companions

We got an adorable render for the Cohoot, the pet owl that shows the positions of monsters on your map. You can interact with it in the town and even dress them up in fancy outfits.

Kamura Village

We got gameplay showing that the entire village is open to the 4 person multiplayer session and you can even ride around on your palamute and use your wirebug while in the village to zip around and have fun. There is still a gathering hall but the ability to see each other in the village as well as jump around and really explore it is a lovely change they are making.

Story wise we got more info about the Rampage, both a story mechanic and new quest type. For some reason the monsters will sometimes gang up and attack the village all at once and no one knows why. They call this a Rampage. There was a really bad rampage 50 years ago that nearly destroyed the village and in response the town has created a Stronghold to stop further invasions. This looks like a new quest type with multiple monsters all at once, and a slew of different artillery options at your disposal. I could see this as being a really fun type of quest to do online with other players. 

And of course the most exciting news was that there will be a demo in January with more details to come later. That is far earlier than I expected and I now have to finish up my back catalogue of games in like the next month.

And that about wraps it up. Cpacom said that they will be sharing weapon preview videos for all 14 types very soon and if they do the way they used to do it, we’ll get one new video a day for 2 weeks. I hope you enjoyed this recap of the news and please let me know down in comments what you thought about the second trailer. And until next time, happy hunting.

#MHRise

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s son (Part 2)

Tony Stark x son!reader

warnings:

a/n: had to split it into 2 parts bc i hit the text limit dhshaggags

prompt: continued

part 1

~sokovia was ur first big mission~

“why is y/n here, stark?” -cap

“the first mistake was letting me become a father”

“good god, tony...”

you having the time of your life crushing robots

“WHEEEEEE”

also proving useful by saving avengers a handful of times

“thanks for the assist, stark clone” -clint

rip pietro

rhodey was actually the most worried about you if we’re being honest, he didn’t understand why they let you in this one???

“y/n? y/n, talk to me! are you alive?”

“yes, uncle rhodey! i’m perfect, stop worrying!”

“i love you, kid! be safe!”

✨a good family you’ve got✨

soon the avengers broke up bc your dad cant get along with steve and it was just really awkward

but you chose your dad’s side

“sorry, steve! he pays my allowance!”

peter was actually a little okay, you know!! spazzy at first, but he was cool

“dude, you’re y/n stark! you’re tony stark’s very own son! i’m talking to mr. stark’s only child!”

“yep, that’s me. i’m what earned tony the title of ‘DILF’”

teenage teamup? ofc

“am i doing alright?”

“looking a-okay, pete!”

tony was worried fighting steve would traumatize you so he made you wait at the hotel with happy and peter

“don’t do anything to embarrass me, y/n. i dont want to see you on the news for something stupid”

you and peter ended up hanging out in your room and watching tv and ordering room service

“how do you do that so smoothly? i’d just freak out and go get it myself”

“years of experience as a spoiled rich brat”

absolutely positively being up all night and trying to fight your exhaustion

“you two seem to be getting along well. couldn’t be me” -happy

“for someone named happy, you never seem to be happy”

“not around teenagers, no”

“i remember when you loved me, ‘uncle happy’”

peter texted you every day after that

whenever flash picked on peter for “never meeting tony stark” he’d show a picture of you and him taking selfies in the lab together yes you invite him over much to the dismay of everyone else around you

plus tony was out of town and you were finally trusted enough to be left alone unchecked so like, happy would just leave at the first sign of peter

“that’s not real!”

“jealous?”

you actually showed up for homecoming on a dare (but in disguise)

didn’t wanna attract all the attention, you just wanted a high school experience

but you got called into avengers tower to help move early on :/ bad timing too cuz peter had to fight his first villain and u missed it

“dude, how do you feel?”

“bruh sound effect number two”

“oh my god”

FRIDAY heard him and pulled up the sound and you were WEAK you couldn’t stop laughing

“please....i think i broke a few ribs. cant laugh until tomorrow”

tony offered peter the avengers gig and peter said no, you were very disappointed but u understood that not everyone wanted to be in the spotlight like that

but you and peter obviously still hung out

oh, tony proposed! they interviewed you on sight!

“y/n, how does it feel to know that you’re going to have a stepmom soon?”

“you guys are aware that pepper helped raise me, right? right?!”

moving on, life was smooth for a while, there was some wedding planning, talk of you being a best man (which rhodey fought you on)

“no, i’ve known your dad longer!”

“i’m his son!”

i n v a s i o n

oh boy that was rough

bruce was surprised that you had fucking grown so much in the past 3 years good lord

“y/n...your VOICE”

“puberty, i know. when’s it gonna happen to you?”

“it hurts more when it’s from a teenager”

“uh, did you forget my birthday?”

peter’s back! peter’s back!

finally, man

“spider-kid, i could use an assist!”

“on the way!”

“aliens, why did it have to be aliens?”

up up and away for tony and peter, leaving you on the ground with all the earthly chaos and fear

“you two are the absolute worst, you know that? DAD, PETER, GET BACK DOWN HERE”

“no can do, kid. i—” *cuts off*

“oh great, no service on the space donut, huh? find a damn wifi password and call me back you asshole”

pepper was probably having a heart attack bc the news stations were having a field day but you were one of the only active avengers left, meaning you had to help clean this up

“bruce, we gotta get going”

“what? where?”

“upstate”

patching up the avengers as best as you could to take care of the threat

but you guys always win, this should be a cake walk, right?

wrong.

this was bad, very bad

after a lengthy battle with thanos in wakanda, you had failed. thanos got the stones, he snapped. the world was in ruins. but you didn’t get to see that part

you dusted away

“tell dad i’m sorry and i love him”

tony finally came back to earth hoping to see you, but upon seeing pepper’s face, he knew you were gone

“he did everything he could, tony! he didn’t deserve it!”

she was extremely upset, she saw you like a son of her own

soon, her and tony restarted their life and had a daughter, dad always wondered what it’d be like to have a little girl. it was different, it really was

she was eager to meet you

morgan stole pictures of you to hang up in her room

“when i meet y/n, im gonna give him a big hug! then we’ll have a tea party!”

tony has a picture of you and peter in the kitchen, he misses the two of you, but found comfort in the fact that you may be with each other

an ounce of hope, he had to try something

save his only son, and his other son

when he got to 2012, he was disappointed that he hadn’t let you become an avenger yet because he couldn’t see you here

yada yada he fucked up now he’s in the 70s and he fixed the fuck up and now hes in 2023

and bruce snapped

and you were all brought back and the way you kicked ass was inspiring

tony had to see his son now. right now.

“y/n, dear god! you’re okay! oh, man. i love you so much, kid. i missed you”

“i love you too. and i can’t believe you went to space without me, meanie”

“get over it”

ah, back to old times

peter and you obviously had to team up for this one! come on, what a story to tell!

and then, a snap and the warriors began to fade. you turned around and saw him on his knees

“no...”

you rushed over to where peter already was and tried to hold back tears, to be strong for him

“hey, dad. i’m here. no more missed goodbyes, okay? i’m here.”

you sat beside him and held his hand while the rest of your family made their peace with him and he finally slipped away

“y/n...are you okay?” -peter

“not even a little”

peter was worried about you, but you were worried about peter

mutual worry

meeting morgan was...surprising

pepper forgot to tell you they had a daughter while you were gone

she was so sweet and for the first month you lived at the cabin, she slept in your room

you got NO space

“i love you y/n”

“love you too” *thinking about dad bc she just reminds you of him so much*

“i love you y/n”

“love you too, morgan”

over and over

peter and you had sleepovers a lot, usually at his house bc you were the only one besides ned allowed over bc of all the spider-stuff

ned fanboyed over you

also sleepovers at peter’s were a nice break from being at tony’s cabin where you were constantly reminded that he wasn’t there

“y/n, i’m going to europe for a field trip! it’s gonna be awesome!”

“dude, you’re gonna love it. are you bringing your suit?”

“no, this is my offical vacation. no spider-manning”

“good for you, man!”

peter sent you all the pictures he took on his phone

all of them

Peter-Man: And this one is me and Ned in our crappy hotel room. And here’s the river. And here’s MJ covered in birds, and here’s the airplane, Mr. Harrington fell asleep on me

you had to come to europe once you heard what was going on

happy and you picked up peter and he was a mess

“you gave away dad’s glasses?”

“i think we’re past the point that i am not smart”

“jesus, peter. you should have called me about them. i would have taken them off your hands if you weren’t ready for them”

having to make sure that you guys didn’t get hurt bc this was honestly your guy’s first solo pair-up

there wasnt much backup here

finally, you defeated the evil (who apparently held a very large grudge against you. sorry mister beck) and were able to go back home

“call me if you need anything, pete”

“i will. i promise.”

and the next thing you know...peter’s identity was exposed

“i left him alone for one day!”

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[brelione]

A Start (JJ X Reader X Rafe)

A Glitch In the System:Chapter Two

Chapter One

(Y/N)

You felt the slight itch on your arm, knowing there’d be messages written all across if you pulled up your sleeves.The car driving by slowed down ever so slightly, making you and Max speed up, taking a short cut down the hill.

 “Yeah, no.Im not down to get axe murdered unless its by Tessa Thompson.”They laughed, kicking the ground to make sure they werent too close to any puddles. “Can you get your lighter out, please?”They asked.You sighed, digging your hand into your pocket, pushing down so a faint light came from it.Thats when you noticed the words written all over your right hand. 

Im a slytherin+scorpio and my favorite food is oranges

Wow, good for them. “What?”Max asked, noticing you had stopped.They gripped your wrist, laughing at the messages. “Come on, you have to write back!What’s the worse that can happen?”They asked, beginning to walk quicker than usual.

Your house wasnt far, only a ten minute walk or so. “I dont want them to think that im interested, I dont want to get my heart broken.”You answered, holding your hand at the side of your lighter, seeing more words spread across your palm. 

“Its your soulmate!They literally cant break your heart-thats literally the whole point, dumb bitch.”They shook their head, their curls bouncing as they did so.You rolled your eyes, continuing your walk. 

“Yeah?So then why dont you write to yours, Maximus Prime?”You asked, hearing them sigh.You grinned to yourself, knowing that you had won. “Maybe I just dont have one, i dont know.Or they’re a sociopath and cant feel love so it doesnt work.”They replied, catching themselves on a tree branch after almost tripping on the large rock.

You sighed, dragging your foot along the dirt in front of you, hoping that you wouldnt fall into the stream again.It was only a few feet across and only a few inches deep but the brown water never came out of socks and gave the soles of your shoes an awful smell.

You found a twig on the ground, lighting the end of it. “(Y/N)-thats such a bad idea!You’re gonna set the whole forest on fire or something.”Max protested, watching anxiously as you tip toed on the wet rocks, getting onto the green grass at your end of the stream, waving the flaming twig in front of you.

You held the twig between your fingernails, the wood already burned halfway.Max sighed, carefully making their way across. “Can you put that out, please?”They asked.You laughed quietly, giving it a few harsh waves in the air before the flame went out, tossing what was left into the water. 

“You’re such a pussy.”You shook your head, making your way across the grass until you got to your fence, punching in the code so you could get into your backyard.The two of you made you way carefully across the yard, blindly reaching for the door knob and smacking the light switch to light up the kitchen.

Max immediately rushed to open a drawer, finding a green sharpie highlighter that was probably a couple years old before grabbing your arm and forcing you to sit down at your kitchen table.You rolled up your sleeves, showing off both of your arms for them to read.

 “One of them is in Slytherin?I dont see how that could work out.”They grumbled, opening the cap of the marker and rubbing the green ink against your skin to cross out the word.You sighed, listening to them rant about how you were lucky that you had options. 

“You should answer the questions.”They told you, handing you the sharpie.At this point they had crossed out slytherin, scorpio and oranges. “I mean...they’re a slytherin scorpio that likes citrus.That means that they’re a hot psychopath and you should just go for it.”They watched as you used the sharpie, pressing the tip of the marker against your skin to make finer lines.

You wrote your zodiac sign, eye color, favorite fruit.They hadnt left enough space for you to answer anything else.Max was watching intently, pouting when you stopped. “What are you doing?You guys are just getting to know eachother!”They exclaimed, wanting you to write more.

You laughed, pulling your sleeve back down. “The dumb whore didnt leave any space for me to write.”You answered, immediately feeling the light itch of more questions being written.

They simply sighed, grabbing a beer from your fridge and using their fingernails to open it. “But its a start.Can we please call JJ?Please?”They were practically begging you, taking a quick sip of beer before taking your phone from the pocket of your leather coat.

Rafe

Rafe sat anxiously, watching as green ink scribbled out the words along his palm.No words yet.He was trying to think of other things to ask or anything to break the ice.What was her name?What was her ideal first date?Did she like milk chocolate or dark chocolate?Did she like chocolate at all?

He twisted his arm, trying to see what she was writing.Her handwriting was a lot better than his for sure.Ward had complained multiple times that he still wrote like a toddler even on important documents and assignments.His eyebrows furrowed as he watched the name of her zodiac sign appear, reaching frantically for his phone to see if they were compatible.

Then she kept writing, answering the questions until there was barely any space left.His heart was thumping, taking a quick photo before rushing into his bathroom to scrub off the ink so he had a clean slate to write on.The green sharpie stayed, a few gaps between her words.

He dried it off as quick as he could so the ink wouldnt run before grabbing his crayola marker again to ask what her name was and where she was from and how old she was.He was laughing, a few tears falling from his eyes.

She was alive and she was out there and she was talking to him.He frowned when she didnt answer immediately but at least he knew that she was alive and well enough to write.That was a start.

(Y/N)

“Max!Now they’re asking more questions-im over this.”You placed the sharpie back down, seeing more marker spread across your arm.Max frowned, wanting to see the questions that they were writing before you covered it back up. 

“Well that sucks but that doesnt mean that JJ Maybank is like that!Lets at least try talking to JJ-maybe they wont ask as many questions.”Max replied, giving you a pout as they fluttered their long eyelashes at you.

You glared at them for a moment before finally giving in, typing the number from your arm into your phone. “What do I say?I cant exactly be like ‘oh yeah im your soulmate’ like thats so weird.”You sighed, staring at the screen.

They bit the inside of their cheeks, making a fish-like face. “Why would that be weird?They wrote their number so it only makes sense.”Max explained, getting up with the beer in their hand as they leaned over your shoulder.

You:Bitch.

Max smacked your arm. “Really?Come on!This is the person you’re gonna spend the rest of your life with and thats the first thing you’re gonna say to them?”They asked, sighing.

You couldnt understand why they cared so much about what you had to say to your soulmate when they couldnt even bring themselves to talk to theirs. “Yeah, it is.If we’re truly meant to be they’ll find it funny.”You shrugged, watching the screen and waiting for an answer.

JJ

JJ laughed at a stupid joke John.B had made, taking a sip of beer when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.All of his friends were here and their phones were nowhere to be soon so who on earth was trying to talk to him?His eyebrows knit together as he pulled out his phone, unlocking it and seeing a message from an unknown number.

The pogues noticed his silence, watching him. “Guys-guys!”He exclaimed, standing up. “What?”Pope asked, not understanding what was going on or if he had somehow missed something. “I think my soulmate just texted me.”The blonde replied, staring at his phone.

Shouts came from the group, none of them really making sense but more of just excited squeaks and screams. “What’d they say?”John.B asked, grabbing JJ by the shoulders in attempts to see the phone. “They called me a bitch!”JJ exclaimed, jumping up and down.

 “ANSWER IT!”Kiara shouted, grabbing JJ’s wrist.He laughed, cheeks bright red.He typed quickly, deleting half of what he wrote before deleting the whole thing. 

“What are you saying?Use proper grammar and dont mess up!”Pope exclaimed, joining in on the attack on his friend, trying to see the screen past John.B and Kiara. “Is this my soulmate?”He sent it before his friends could judge his life choices, waiting anxiously for an answer. 

“Idk.Guess.”Was the answer he got. “What’d they say?”Kiara shouted, hurting his ears a bit. “Here!Read it!”He exclaimed, showing her the screen. “I wish mine would answer that quick.”Pope sighed, looking down at the silver ink across his wrist that hadnt gotten a reply yet. 

“Aww, dont be like that!They’ll answer eventually, took mine like five months to answer and I still dont know who the hell they are.”John.B patted his friend on the back. 

“I think you are.”JJ typed quickly, checking it over a few times before sending it.He saw a read reciept, three gray dots floating across his screen before a message finally came along with a slight vibration of his phone.

 “Then you’re right, Maybank.”He smiled at the message, sighing softly before sitting back down, all other things that he had been thinking about had quickly been forgotten. 

“So you know my name so can I know yours?”He typed quickly, not even caring about grammar.It made enough sense for someone to read it and understand the question.

(Y/N)

You showed Max the message, trying to figure out what to do.The way this one wrote was a lot better, not jumping straight into a ton of questions.Max was a grinning mess, watching as you typed. “(Y/N).”You typed back, heartbeat quickening as you sent it.

You waited for a reply, feeling a bit sick as you saw that they were typing. “Cool.So how are you?”They asked.You laughed, sighing.Every single day since you got your mark they had told you their name and their first question was to ask how you were.

It was pretty funny.But then again they could be just like you and not really care that much. “Are you gonna reply?”They asked, hugging you from behind.You sighed, looking up at them. “Im not going to now just to spite you.”You replied, feeling them squeeze you harder. “Thats such a dry question.”You replied, biting your bottom lip. 

JJ:Sorry lmao

JJ:If you could fly or breath underwater which would you choose

That was a much better question.

You:What makes you think I cant already fly?

Max was reading over your shoulder, brown eyes moving quickly. “Ask them their gender or for a picture of them or something.”They offered you a sip of their beer.You huffed, thinking about it.

Maybe one of your soulmates was a boy and the other was a girl or something like that.Could that even happen?Max would probably know but you didnt want to them to start ranting about every soulmate story and all the possibilities and percentages and death rates and theories.

JJ:Can you?

You:Nope.I’d rather breath underwater.

JJ:Why?

You thought about it.Neither really seemed like good options.The only superpower that would really matter woud be mind reading.That could get you everything you ever wanted and more.

You:Because swimming with whales and turtles would be fucking awesome like you could swim forever and get a fake mermaid tail and just vibe and sleep underwater and talk like imagine that though

JJ

“What are you guys talking about?”John.B asked, trying his best to keep up with the situation while Kiara started to make a whole pinterest board of first date and wedding ideas.

The pogues would all be lying if they said that they thought that JJ’s soulmate would ever answer.They were sure that they would be dead or something like that.But now that they were alive and well it changed everything.

 “Superpowers.”JJ replied, typing quickly. “right but if you can fly then you can go wherever you want whenever you want and your skin wouldnt wrinkle up like a raisin and when you got tired you could just catch a ride on a dragon or a plane or a hot air balloon or something and you would never have to worry about being on a plane and crashing or car crashes off of a cliff”he typed, hoping it wasnt too morbid.

He took in a deep breath, thinking of all the questions he had always wanted to ask.Where did they live?Did they like dogs or cats?Did they know how to surf?Did they prefer movies or TV shows?He didnt want to ask too many questions too fast. 

“But mermaids.”They replied.He simply smiled, letting out a soft sigh.He still knew pretty much nothing about (Y/N) but every relationship had to start somewhere.He was already thinking of nicknames to call them, trying to picture them in his mind.

Were they a boy or a girl?How tall were they?Did they have freckles or pierced ears?What kind of clothes did they wear?Would (Y/N) like him if they had just met him before knowing that they were soulmates?What was their type?Did he fit their type?Would they be dissapointed when they finally met him?

“Can I ask a quick question?doesnt matter if you answer or not just curious”He sent the message, tapping his foot nervously.His phone vibrated, bringing his attention back to the device.

 “just ask the question.”(Y/N) answered. “What’s your gender and pronouns”he typed back.He had always assumed his soulmate was a girl but he didnt want to be rude or disrespectful towards the person he was going to marry some day.

(Y/N)

You smiled at the message, showing Max. “Yeah, this one wins.”You told them, typing back. “She/her and I identify as a girl.You?”You typed back.You were still hoping for a girl but you could accept anyone who could respect gender and pronouns.That was a good sign.

 “He/him and I identify as a dude.Sorry if im not what you expected.”he typed back.It was pretty cool that he didnt just assume that you were a straight girl. “I was hoping for a cottagecore lesbian ngl.”You typed back, biting your fingernail with a stupid love sick smile.

You already liked him.He seemed pretty great so far.You just had to hope that he wasnt putting up a front. “Im sorry lmao I can learn to bake bread and put on a dress if you want.”He replied.You were a smiling mess as you read the message, showing it to Max.

 “See!I told you it was a good idea!”They grinned, pulling off their jacket before pulling off their shirt leaving them in just their binder and large jeans. “If its such a good idea then you need to talk to your soulmate and it’ll have a good outcome.”You answered, seeing them roll their eyes. “Dont contradict yourself, Max.”You replied, going back to typing. “We gotta live in a cottage at least.”You typed.

Rafe

He didnt know what he expected to happen.He always imagined it as the first conversation being perfect and meaningful and being able to say ‘i love you’ after a week and then meet up for a date.

He just wanted to know everything about her.He wondered what her hugs felt like or what her kisses would feel like against his neck or how she’d look in his clothes.

He thought back to the dates he had made up in his head every night before he went to bed.Going to midsummers together, going mini golfing or getting icecream together and eating it on the beach.

He just wanted to know what true and perfect love would feel like.Could he provide the love and care that she deserved?Was she meant to fix everything that was wrong with him or was she meant to teach him how to be the good person that he always wanted to be?

With a slightly shaky hand he dragged the tip of a pen along his skin, writing his phone number as nicely as possible.That would make things a lot easier for her.

JJ

By now all the pogues had fallen asleep inside of John.B’s house but JJ was still in the hammock, swinging back and forth as he held his hot phone, texting (Y/N) until the sun was rising and he couldnt get anymore answers.

That meant she was probably asleep and he should be too, letting the phone rest against his chest before slowly falling asleep.At earlier than 10 in the morning he was shaken awake by Kiara. 

“JJ!JJ!JJ!My soulmate wrote to me!”She exclaimed, showing her friend her arm that had a phone number and a name written on it in green highlighter.

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Imagine BTS: taking care of you when you’re sick but you’re stubborn

— keke this was fun to make! honestly i can relate to this because i am so skfkskfk stubborn when i’m sick it’s like satan took over me, but thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy this more silly imagine !

Kim Namjoon: ˚✧₊⁎

You’ve been sick for a good 3 days and you didn’t want to admit it because you couldn’t afford to get Namjoon sick. So you slept on the couch and pretended that you only slept on it because you “passed out” watching youtube.

Once he came downstairs early in the morning he saw you sleeping, he gave you a kiss on the forehead before going to the kitchen when he suddenly heard coughing like you were dying coughing. Namjoon peeked out to see you coughing in your sleep even being enough to make you wake up.

“Hey are you okay? Are you sick?.” Namjoon said in a concern tone making another cup of tea to help your throat. You groaned covering yourself in the blanket to shield the painful bright sunlight from your eyes that were used to the dark.

“I take that as a yes.” Namjoon claimed before setting the tea down on the end table laying on the couch with you in his arms. You whine trying to push him away almost making him fall off the couch.

“Namjoon you’re just gonna get yourself sick.” Your voice was hoarsely the sore throat finally attacking your voice.

“Huh? I cant hear you. All I know is to cuddle my handsome boyfriend.” Namjoon’s voice was soft spoken not wanting to hurt your head more. You accepted the cuddles but not without a little stubbornness of telling him to think about the consequences.

Kim Seokjin: ˚✧₊⁎

Seokjin woke up seeing you sniffing near a pile of used napkins that he probably shouldn’t touch just imagining the amount of germs. Seokjin rolled over towards you on the bed wrapping his hands around your waist rubbing his face on your back, you groaned clearing your throat as you thought about the last time you could breath without mucus disrupting it.

“Why don’t I make you a good ol soup?” Seokjin asks making you lay back to bed nodding no, wrapping yourself in blankets because it felt like you were in Antarctica.

“Jinnie can you pass me one of your really furry coats?” You croaked from the depths of sick hell. The reaction on Seokjin’s face when you called him “Jinnie” that meant business! You were in crisis and he came to help.

Seokjin gave you the coat before leaving to the kitchen to make you some microwaveable soup so it doesn’t take too long to prepare. Seokjin walked back in the room hearing sneezing and some more sniffing.

“Here have some soup.” Seokjin places the soup on the end table seeing your reaction of smelling it which lead to disgust since food didn’t seem appealing at the moment.

“You don’t want the soup?” Seokjin titled his head stirring the soup causing you to turn away from Seokjin.

“My boyfriend is so mean~ didn’t want my soup~ now i’m in the coop~ maybe he’s an asshole~ but that’s too bad because i love him~” Seokjin sang making you giggle underneath the sheets, seeing Seokjin proud that he can lower your pain even to a minimum.

Min Yoongi: ˚✧₊⁎

 When Yoongi woke up in the middle of the night still seeing you on your phone sometimes grunting of the horrible headache you had. The phone was probably not helping your head at all but you tried to keep your grunts quiet but Yoongi was wide awake once he woke up from his slumber.

“I feel horrible.” You groaned turning off your phone wrapping yourself more in blankets. Yoongi got up from laying down using the pillow for support seeing your face puffy and eyes dry from staring at the phone for so long.

“Why dont you drink some night quill?” Yoongi asked caressing your arm trying to comfort you even if it was only mentally.

“It tastes gross. My body can recover by itself.” You whines blowing yourself a tissue before Yoongi looked at you like “are you serious?”

“Are you 5? Take some baby.” Yoongi walked to the kitchen despite your cries of telling him you’re fine. Yoongi came back with night quill and some cap filled with the disgusting purple acid.

“Take the medication.”

“No.”

“Take it.”

“No it tastes gross.”

“I’ll give you cuddles.” Yoongi smirked as you shamefully grabbed the cap drinking it as quick as possible. It wasn’t long before disgust was all over your face.

Jung Hoseok: ˚✧₊⁎

Throughout the entire century that you have been sick. You have complained about it being cold then warm then back to cold. Hoseok was probably running in circle trying to please you. He didn’t mind it but of course he wanted to rip his hair out sometimes.

You two were cuddling even though you two probably shouldn’t. You coughing away from him so the chances of getting him sick went from 100% to 99%. Hoseok saw you fidget with the blankets taking it off of you and then gripping at it to warm yourself up.

“Are you cold?” Hoseok asks while you nod. Hoseok turned up the AC to go warmer seeing your pleasant face but that only lasted so long before you took the blankets making Hoseok to pause the movie.

“It’s too hot.”

“Okay I’ll turn it back to normal.” Hoseok announces hearing the clicks of the AC going down. You smiled cuddling next to him once again.

“It’s too cold now.” You were hesitant to say because you didn’t want to be a bother to Hoseok due to him dealing with you so much. Hoseok smiles at you when he looks at you.

“Why don’t you wear my hoodie and then I can give you a lighter blanket.” Hoseok got up taking off his hoodie showing a peek of his stomach, you felt your health go back to perfectly normal! Hoseok gave you it while he looks in the closet for a lighter blanket without a shirt on.

“Stop staring.” Hoseok announces making you to stutter before going back to watching the movie.

Park Jimin: ˚✧₊⁎

Jimin has been your errand boy since you got sick, blankets? He got it. Medication? He’s on it! You enjoyed the little videos and photos he sent to you while on the adventures of going to the store. Sometimes in the middle of the night or in the early morning. He didn’t complain about it because he knew you would do the same for him, you have!

“J-Jimin.” You rolled towards him having a vomit trash can right next to your bedside. The things Jimin does for you is insane but that’s love. From the pretty to the nastiest parts of it.

“What is it?” Jimin asked urgently caressing your back while you wiped your tears. Jimin got up grabbing his wallet already to get more anti-vomíters that what he likes to call them.

Jimin go in the car in just a few minutes after you requested that you got him something, it was the normal item that helped you feel better when you got sick. Jimin got in the store with a large hoodie that was yours, thankfully it didn’t smell like vomit. Jimin waved at the cashier before looking through the isles of stuff.

Jimin bought it walking out with only the receipt and the item because #savetheearth. Jimin heard a ding from his phone seeing that you wanted something else. Jimin looked back in the gas station feeling embarrassed before entering it once again.

“Welcome back.” 

The shy wave he gave the cashier walking pass him once again. You finally sent him a text of a thank you with a heart , which lead all of Jimin’s embarrassment to go away even if he carried two recipients.

Kim Taehyung: ˚✧₊⁎

“You shouldn’t go to the rehearsal, seeing how sick you are.” Taehyung embraces you while you are laying in bed whining that you couldn’t go with him. You had another plan up your sleeve, while you see Taehyung waving at you taking off to his rehearsal.

Maybe it was a little chaotic to go anyway, but you never were the obedient type when you were sick. You waved at the staff them knowing who you are and what you meant to the boys. You sat in the large stadium hoping your dark hoodie could hide your identity.

Taehyung and bts started singing you silently cheering on the band. You chuckled at some parts of the rehearsal making Taehyung look around seeing if anyone was in the crowd. You lowered yourself in the chair till he made complete eye contact with you.

“Whoops.” You said when Taehyung got off-stage looking a bit mad kinda scary to see him like that.

“You’re sick you clown, why are you here?” Taehyung hold your hand leading you to the back, seeing the stadium was outside.

“I want to support my boyfriend.”

“Here could I get a blanket and some water?” Taehyung requested for the staff to find while he sits next to you giving his coat to you. Staff came with the requested stuff Taehyung wrapping the blanket around you like a burrito.

“Here now you can watch.” Taehyung smiles when he saw your eyes glow causing him to snicker.

Jeon Jungkook: ˚✧₊⁎

Jungkook was on tour and it’s like your heart knew he left because your entire body just decided to shut down which lead to the worst fever in your entire life (very much exaggerated). You saw a ringing on your phone seeing it was around 11pm at night seeing it was Jungkook facetiming you. You answered with the best smile you could seeing Jungkook already pouring himself a glass of wine.

“Hey baby.” You said your voice low trying to keep your sickness a secret.

“You’re sick aren’t you?” Jungkook says taking a sip seeing your reaction of how he knew so fast.

“Don’t you think I know my boyfriend like the back of my hand!” Jungkook giggles already feeling the intoxicating wine release in his veins but you knew he isn’t the one to get dead drunk.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Jungkook asked like he wasn’t the one that called you. You turned on a light so Jungkook could see you better. You winced at the bright light for a moment.

“Because I want to talk to you.” You grinned seeing Jungkook trying to think of something to say back.

“Well you’ve got a point but I’m going to need wine to deal with you.” Jungkook did little asmr noises on the wine bottle just to see you laugh.

“Gasp! And you’re not going to share?” You drank more water cheering him through the camera. You took some more medication off screen going back to see Jungkook looking directly in the camera, his doll eyes.

“If I gave you wine, your cells would literally explode brat.”

#bts x male reader #bts namjoon #bts seokjin #bts yoongi #bts hoseok #bts jimin #bts taehyung #bts jungkook

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Why Do You Have To Ruin Everything?! Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You mess up on a mission, you misunderstand their silent treatment and hide away in your room for weeks, until one day. Warnings: language, angst, shitty writing, bad summary and that's about it :) Word count: 1,700 A/N: There's gonna be a part 2 for this! With a fluffy ending, because too much angst gives me a headache. Hope you enjoy this little one shot.

Everyone stepped off the quinjet, walking in silence into the compound.  Your mission was a disaster, you did nothing right and now you felt like  everyone blamed and hated you for being so useless. You've been doing  missions for the past 2 years, training alongside the captain Steve  Rogers himself. And yet, even after kicking your own ass and training  for hours every day, you still managed to fuck up a simple quick and  easy mission. You blew your cover way too quickly, alerting guards of  your existence, which meant the rest of the team had to intervene or you  would be dead, and as cap reminded you he didn't want that on his  conscience. So now you were back home, back at the compound. You knew sooner or  later Cap is gonna want a talk with you about what happened, but right  now you weren't in the mood. You just wanted to grab some food, and head  to your room to shower and wind down with a movie. Everyone stepped into the elevator, you were pushed to the back with  Bucky on your left. He also never said a word to you on the way back.  Was he mad at you too? "Hey Buck" you whispered into him, but he didn't glance in your  direction. You heard him sigh and saw how tense his body had become by  your close proximity. Not wanting to make him uncomfortable, you slowly  shifted more to your right, biting your lip hard to suppress the tears  that were watering at a dangerous level in your eyes. Everyone stepped off the elevator when it stopped at the commons floor,  your room was a floor up, so you stayed behind until everyone had left.  Not that they would notice anyway. You pressed the button to your floor  and waited patiently for the doors to open, once they did you paced  quickly to your room, locking it securely behind you. Once you knew you  were safe, you slid your back down the door and brought your knees to  your chest, letting out quiet sobs and whimpers, gripping your hair with  both hands. Once composed, you took a hot steamy shower, washing away any blood and  sweat that lingered from the failed mission. You quickly got changed  into your comfiest sleep wear and peeled back the duvets and climbed  under. You flicked through the movie selections on Netflix, your mind  not paying any attention to the writing in front of you and oddly, you  weren't even hungry. A quiet knock on your door and the sound of the doorknob trying to be  turned caught your attention, you quickly turned off the lights and  listened intently. "Y/n are you in there?" It was Steve's voice, you  knew he would wanna talk to you. "Y/n please I just want to make sure  you're okay?" He pleaded through the door. "Is she in there?" You heard a  second voice outside the door, "y/n its Bucky!" He yelled with a knock.  Oh great, now two super soldiers wanted to talk. Honestly, you were quite happy being locked away in your room for the   rest of the night, but now here you were, two super soldiers knocking on  your door and refusing to leave. It didn't help that FRIDAY told them you were aware of their presence outside your door. You cursed that AI sometimes... You still didn't wanna talk tonight, you had an idea. "FRIDAY?" the AI  beeped, acknowledging your voice, "yes miss y/l/n?" You took a deep  breath before speaking, "please inform Steve Rogers and Sargent Barnes I  am not feeling too well tonight and wish to be left in peace" you sat  on the edge of your bed, holding the palm of your hands over your  kneecaps "yes of course miss y/l/n" the AI responded. You sighed a  breath of relief when you heard footsteps walking away from your door.  You knew deep down you would need to face them sooner or later, since  you shared the same floor with them. Just not tonight, you kept telling  yourself. But 'just not tonight' turned into a whole five weeks of you not leaving  your bedroom. You sneaked into the kitchen occasionally taking food and  running straight back to your comfort zone. You've so far avoided  everyone in the compound, even Tony stopped by and tried to lure you  out. You felt ashamed and useless. You could have gotten yourself killed  if you weren't so stupid. You had dozens of missed calls, text messages  and emails from the team. You simply replied to no one. But how long  could you actually hide in here? By not leaving, you weren't training or   practicing your knife skills. And you knew Steve would be less than   pleased about that. The team knew they had to get you out of your room, they noticed the  bits of food they had put in the fridge as a trap were being taken, they  could just never catch you. You were far too smart and fast, even for  the super soldiers. Bucky was more concerned, the guilt was eating him alive when he ignored  your greeting in the elevator when you got back, he saw the tears in  your eyes and could feel your heartbreak. He wanted nothing more than to   just reach out and tell you it was all gonna be okay, but the team had   insisted to teach you a lesson. They had planned to lecture you the next  day, but when they were having a hard time getting you from your room,  their plan backfired. Nobody was angry with you, they were concerned if  it should happen again, they would teach you what to do. The silent treatment wasn't intended, everyone was feeling the burn and exhaustion  and everyone too tired to speak to each other. It was simply a   misunderstanding. So they had a plan, they would tell FRIDAY to inform you that everyone was leaving for a mission and you would be by yourself. You felt relief to be alone, be able to watch a movie in the commons room and order pizza without judgement. It was 9PM, everyone should have left by now. You put on a pair of black  leggings and an oversized hoodie and made your way to the commons room.  All the lights were off and the building was eerily quiet. Just the  sounds of your own footsteps padding against the floors underneath you.  You stepped into the empty room and flicked on a light. Leftover pizza  was on the coffee table, with soda sitting next to it. You smiled to  yourself, walking over to it, bending slightly to pull the slice out of  the box, it was unusually still hot. That's when you felt two large arms wrap around your body and pull you  close to their chest, you could tell by the shiny metal arm it was Bucky  holding you tight, not letting you run away. "Bucky?" You gasped, his  embrace squeezing your lungs out of your body, "what are you doing?!"  You panic. He leans in, pressing his lips to your ears, "you cant hide  now, Doll" he whispers. His voice husky, his breath fanning your neck. "Y/n?" You heard Steve's voice behind you and Bucky, who still had you pressed against his chest. "Steve." You said, giving up the fight to try  and fight the beast. "We were worried about you" he stands in front of  you, smirking with his arms folded across his chest. You were pressed so  close to Bucky that reaching back and kicking him in the groin wasn't  an option, and he probably wouldn't even feel it. "Okay so you got me,  let's talk. I fucked up, so fire me.." you began with a shaky voice,  "fire me and find someone else worthy of a place on this team" you  sighed, leaning your head back against Bucky's thick chest, he presses  his cheek on top of your head. "I'm not gonna fire you y/n, I just want  you to train with me and Buck to help you get out of a situation next  time should it happen" Steve said with a serious expression. "Replacing  you is not an option" he unfolds his arms and slides his hands into his  pockets. "I'll see you on Monday for your training." He said walking  away, you heard other voices so you quickly assumed they had not left  for a mission, but used it as a trap. And it worked. Now you had a new problem. Getting out of Bucky's death grip. "Bucky."  You closed your eyes, wrapping your own hands around his that were  placed tightly around your stomach. "Yes doll?" He asked, brushing his  lips back and forth on your hair, what the hell is he doing "Can you let me go now" you tried to pull his strong hands off, they  weren't even budging. You sighed in defeat, earning a chuckle from the  Sargent, his laugh vibrated against your back. "I don't ever wanna let  you go Doll" he said close to your ear. Your heart fluttered. "You dont  mean that.. you dont even like me" you scoffed in barely a whisper, but  loud enough for him to hear. His grip loosened, you turned around and breathed like a normal person.  But froze when you saw his face, the look of sadness and anger in his  blue eyes. "What's wrong?" You asked concerned, stretching a hand out  but he pushed your hand away and stepped back. "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN  EVERYTHING Y/N?!" Bucky screamed in your face, you were shocked and  before you could ask what happened. He stormed out of the room, slamming  the door so hard it shook the door frames. You couldn't stop the tears from falling, why did you have to ruin everything.

#marvel angst #bucky angst #angst #missions #compound #starktower #avengerstower #marvel #bucky fic #bucky x y/n #xreader #buckybarnes #jamesbarnes #the winter solider imagine #imagines #oneshots #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #y/n #steve rogers #marvelfandom

[zallafic]

What a Change

Fandom: Underfell

Trigger warning: Fat Shaming, Body Imagine

It was always a competition between the two. And the gym just made it much worse, between the labeled weights and the machines that told you just how far or how fast or how strong you were pushing against them. Undye and Papyrus just shouted each new milestone at each other, to the point the gym staff had to threaten them with either being kicked out or to shut up. Thankfully they resorted to texting any more insults at each other.

You knew that if this wasnt the only gym in the area that let monsters have memberships then they would be long gone. Hell you might have left a long time ago when they were at their rowdiest, but with the membership so cheap you didnt want to pass up such a deal.

And really? You knew that if you cancelled this one you werent going to a different one. You barely dragged yourself here each and everytime. You were young enough that it wasnt affecting your health yet, or at least you thought so. But after finally being labeled obese by a doctor your body imagine of yourself tanked. It was an awful, painful feeling of being disgusted with yourself.

And thats why you were here, but every mirror in the gym seemed to highlight each giggle and fat bounce your body did as you worked out. Well after stopping a few work out early you figured out being fully clothed stopped that. It make you look bigger and more desprate, and you overheated faster. But no pain no gain?

Just bring more bottles for water and tough it out. You told yourself, maybe one day you could do one of those big reveals to your family and friends of shedding all these extra clothing layers revealing a skinnier and sexier version of yourself. The thought helped you push a little harder each time even if you started getting dizy.

Looking back it was fun to watch these two monsters fight over who could go faster, lift more, push harder. It also distracted you from watching yourself in the mirror, which was always welcome. You also quickly learned their names, Papyrus and Undye. And how they never stopped bickering, but even with headphones in you found yourself hearing a lot of what they were yelling about.

Until they were forced to text each other. Now that didnt stop the yelling, sometimes they would just yell each others name or curse each other but it wasnt enough to get them kicked out. Because well... They kept bring in new memberships. You were pretty sure the whole "Guard" had one now. And whatever human memberships were lost they would make up in monster ones.

As interesting as it all way you didnt want to be noticed, take the furthest machine from all of them and just keep your head down. You werent here to be social, you just wanted to like yourself again. And pushing yourself even harder worked great as a distraction. Even feeling like passing out or too dizy to read the screen on the machine helped calm you. It made you feel like you really were getting somewhere. That you really could push yourself to do this. That reveal you would do felt even better in your head as your finally slowed down to a stop.

It was kind of euphoric to be this exhausted and leaning back to chug water you could hear the monster group talking.

"REALLY NOW? IVE DEAD LIFTED EVERYTHING IN THIS GYM THAT ISNT TIED DOWN ALREADY."

"Yeah well what about that one over there?"

You could feel one of the guard and the skeleton look over to you. But just ingored them as you tried to regain your vision from being so dizy. You still had another round to go before heading out for the day. Looking at your empty water bottle you had a feeling if you moved towards the water fountain you might just leave. So without bothering to just desided to do your last round without any. You could easily get caught up on your water at home.

"Hey are you really talking about that human?" Undye asked as she stopped her last rep for the moment. The guard turned to her and spoke up.

"yeah Cap doesnt want to try and lift the fat human."

"I NEVER SAID THAT, I JUST DONT SEE THE POINT."

Undye looked over papyrus and the guard then over to the human. They had always minded their own business so she got the same feeling as paps with there being no point in bothering them.

"man cap, undye can lift her fat girlfriend and you cant even lift some human?" The guardsman was given dirty looks by both the skeleton and the fish lady. Undye realizing they were just trying to start some competition again between the two.

"Hey paps lets just-"

"FINE. WHO WOULDNT WANT TO BE SWEPT OFF THEIR FEET BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS?"

The fish lady tried reaching out but the skeleton marched right over to you. You turned to focus on working out and hoped that the headphones blasting in your ears would deter the skeleton from talking to you.

But he grabbed you by the arm and you looked up to see his giant form next to you.

"LARGE HUMAN, LET ME GRACE YOU WITH MY STRENGHT BY LIFTING YOU FOR ALL THESE FOOLS TO SEE!"

Stunned you just stared at him in shock, you didnt even pull away.

"CRAZY I KNOW BUT DO NOT WORRY YOUR FATNESS WILL NOT DETER ME AND I SHALL-"

With your free hand you smacked him as hard as you could across the face.

The fish lady grabbed the skeleton from behind and pulled him off of you. But you could already feel tears running down your brighting red, sweaty checks. You just left your machine on and emtpy water bottles and left. Not caring how you could hear out the fish was giving the skeleton an earful about how you cant say this or that. It didnt matter anyway, you were fat and thats how they saw you.

Continue?

Reply below or give it a like if interested. The reader is going to have to return to the gym and face the group at some point.

#uf papyrus #underfell #this had a different ending but tumblr deleted it #damn i really shouldnt be making posts on moblie

[glitter-lisp]

analogical/royality

emo friend: if i ask you a question do you promise not to laugh

romano: no but I promise not to tell you if I laugh

emo friend: bitch

emo friend: whatever I’ll take it

emo friend: okay here goes

emo friend: (not laughing means not typing out lol or lmao either)

romano: rofl

emo friend: I am going to kick your ass

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little brother best friend forever: Afternoon, Patton. Are you available to chat for a few minutes?

Patton: always!!! what’s up, bud?

little brother best friend forever: I have the sort of question I don’t normally ask.

Patton: ooooh, what is it?

little brother best friend forever: You know that thing that you always want to talk about and that I never want to talk about?

Patton: OH MY GODO HMY GOD OHMYGOD

Patton: YES PLEASE ASK ME RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS OH MY GOD I AM SO READY

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emo friend: im serious though if you laugh I will delete all the contacts in your phone and let you figure out who tf is who

romano: woah ok serious talk time then. No laughing. Promise

emo friend: really promise?

romano: Cross my heart and hope to die

emo friend: do you think Logan likes me?

romano: bUAHAHAHAHA

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little brother best friend forever: Please control yourself. I’m embarrassed enough as it is.

Patton: right!!! Sorry!!! I’m being good :D what’s the question?

Patton: :D

little brother best friend forever: Will you be able to keep it to yourself if I tell you? It’s not something I want bandied about.

Patton: super secret!!!! I’m great with secrets!! Like I never told you that I was the one who spilled orange juice on your Sherlock Holmes book in second grade

little brother best friend forever: What?

Patton: what

—————

emo friend: ROMAN I STG

romano: Roman is too busy wheezing to come to the phone right now please leave a message

romano: oh my god dude you had me so worried there I thought this was something serious

emo loser: you’re such an ass. this is serious I’m serious does he like me

romano: no dummy he hates your guts obviously he’s just been pretending to like you all these years. It’s a long con

romano: virgil

romano: virgil you know I’m kidding right

romano: dude it’s been like five minutes I’m sorry I was kidding

emo loser: ok

—————

little brother best friend forever: I’ve been talking to Virgil lately, and he’s said some things that have made me think.

Patton: wow, made YOU think? That’s a new one!!!

Patton: jk you’re very smart and ilu

lover boy: Yes, well, you know I’m not the best at subtext, but even I have noticed the sorts of things he’s been implying.

lover boy: Without going into too much detail, I’ve been thinking about implementing some changes into mine and Virgil’s relationship.

Patton: OH MY GOD O HMY GOD OHMYGODOGMYGOD

—————

romano: Logan adores you, virge. You’re his favorite person in the world

emo loser: yeah?

romano: yeah, def

romano: what brought this on? Is something going on with you two? I thought you were solid

emo loser: no nothing’s happening it’s just. Idk I mean you know how I get with the

emo loser: thinking

romano: ah, yes, the thinking. and the overthinking?

emo bean: yeah and the overthinking

—————

Patton: OKAY SO HOW ARE YOU GONNA DO IT

Patton: WILL THERE BE FLOWERS

Patton: WILL YOU SING TO HIM!!!!!

lover boy: No, I won’t.

Patton: DO YOUVVHAVE A SPEECH PLANNED OR ARE YOU JUST!!! GONNA!!!! SPEAK!!!!!!!!! FROM!!! YOUR!!!!! H E A R T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

unromantic fool: Why are you yelling?

Patton: CAN I BE TGERE TO RECORD IT OR DO YOU WANT SOMETHING MORE PRIVATE

unromantic fool: I would prefer you not be there.

Patton: IF I CANT COME CAN I AT LEAST SET UP A CAMERA WITH A LIVEFEED SO I CAN WATCH AND RECORDBIT AND THEB WATCH IT AGAIN LATER

unromantic fool: Patton! It’s just a simple question; I’m not sure why you’re getting so excited.

Patton: HOW ARE YOU /NOT/ EXCITED IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY FOR YEARS OH MY GOSHNESS

unromantic fool: Well, that’s... actually a little sweet.

Patton: <3<3<3

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romano: so what exactly are you overthinking about today?

romano: I mean Logan obvs but Why

emo bean: I dunno we’ve just been talking a lot recently and he’s been kind of

emo bean: uh

romano: kind of what?

emo bean: .........

emo bean: ........................

romano: .....

emo bean: ............

romano: virgil what has he been kind of

emo bean: ........... flirty?

romano: holy shit

—————

unromantic fool: Well, I’ve put a lot of thought into it already. I suppose some of the excitement has worn off by now.

Patton: that’s okay!!! I will be excited enough for both of us :D

unromantic fool: That’s not how excitement works, but I appreciate the sentiment.

unromantic fool: Besides, it’s not exactly a life changing question.

Patton: it.... kind of is, though?

unromantic fool: No, not really. I’ll be happy if he says yes, but I won’t be devastated if he says no. His answer won’t change the way I feel about him, but I would never push him into something he doesn’t feel comfortable with.

slightly romantic fool: I want him to be happy.

Patton: I just teared up holy heck that’s so sweet!!!!! Ilu both and ilu together <3

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romano: okay wait, flirty how? Like different from his usually flirting with you?

emo bean: what do you mean his usual flirting with me? Logan doesn’t ever flirt with me

emo bean: this is a very new development

romano: okay I’m more than a little befuddled right now

romano: you’re saying you’ve been dating for three years and he’s never flirted with you?

emo bean: we’ve been what

emo disaster: roman we’ve been WHAT

————— 

Patton: sooo how are you gonna do it? have you thought it out?

Patton: ha that’s a dumb question of course you’ve thought it out

Patton: but have you decided how to do it yet?

slightly romantic fool: I have some ideas. I first just want to ask you... well, this is embarrassing. But you’ve known Virgil longer than I have. I don’t like to sound uncertain, but do you think he’ll respond positively?

Patton: you mean, do I think he’ll say yes?

slightly romantic fool: In a word.

Patton: yes!!!!!

slightly romantic fool: Yes?

Patton: YES!!!!!!!!

Patton: I CAN’T BELIEVE

Patton: MY BABY BRO

Patton: IS GETTING

slightly romantic fool: Patton, you’re thirty-seven minutes older than me. 

Patton: MARRIED!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Virgil Sanders: I’m sorry, what?

————— 

romano: dating....? 

emo disaster: wtf why would you think that

romano: because you aRE?? you two go on dates? and hold hands??? and talk about getting married literally all the time?

romano: how is that not dating

emo disaster: friend dates platonic handholding joking marriage proposals

romano: virgil are you shitting me

romano: patton and i have literally gone on double dates with you two for YEARS now

emo dumbass: THOSE WERE GROUP HANGOUTS

romano: wtf is wrong with you

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Mr. Virgil Sanders: Goodness, Patton, I think it’s a little too early in the relationship for that large a step.

Mr. Virgil Sanders: I know you’re a very excitable person, but do try to be at least somewhat realistic.

Patton: THERE IS NOTHING UNREALISTIC

Patton: ABOUT TRUE LOVE

Patton: IT’S BEEN LONG ENOUGH

Patton: I HAVE BEEN PLANNING THIS WEDDING

Mr. Virgil Sanders: What wedding?

Patton: FOR TWO

Patton: WHOLE

Mr. Virgil Sanders: What wedding, Patton?

Patton: YEARS

Mr. Virgil Sanders: WHAT WEDDING, PATTON?

Patton: YOUR WEDDING TO VIRGIL ALSO THANK YOU FOR JOINING ME IN ALL CAPS

Mr. Virgil Sanders: pat are you fucking high

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romano: virgil pls tell me you’re joking pls tell me you’re playing dumb

emo dumbass: roman i’m gonna lose my shit i stg im not joking logan and are not dating and we never have been

romano: HOW

emo dumbass: DO I LOOK LIKE I FUCKING KNOW

emo dumbass: I JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF I SHOULD ASK HIM OUT

emo dumbass: JFC THIS IS THE LAST TIME I EVER ASK YOU FOR ADVICE

romano: YESS OBVIOUSLY YOU SHOULD ASK HIM OUT BECAUSE HE WILL SAY YES BECAUSE YOU ARE A L L!!!! R E A D Y!! D A T I N G!!!

emo dumbass: BITCH,

—————

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: patton darling, have you spoken to your brother recently

pattoncake: yeah, I’m texting with him right now!

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: I am going to tell you something unbelievable but I need you to know that I would never lie to you

pattoncake: of course!!!!! I know that!!! what is it?? are you okay????

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: logan and virgil.... are not dating

pattoncake: umm? I’m literally talking to logan right now and he wants to propose to Virgil

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: W H A T

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: VIRGIL LITERALLY JUST TOLD ME LIKE TWO MINUTES AGO THAT THEY’RE NOT EVEN DATING

pattoncake: why would logan propose if they’re not dating?

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: did logan like, actually say he was going to propose?

pattoncake: yeah!!!!

pattoncake: well, noo

pattoncake: but he meant it

pattoncake: I think

pattoncake: oh shoot I may have misread the situation

pattoncake: you’re sure they’re not dating?

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: you are adorable and I love you

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: yes i’m sure

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: just casually tell logan that he should ask virgil out and i’ll tell virgil the same thing and we’ll see who does it first

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: i bet it’s logan

pattoncake: I’m not betting on our friends!!!!

pattoncake: besides it’s totally gonna be virge, i believe in him!!!!!!!

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: and you don’t believe in your brother? :O

pattoncake: aNYWAYS i’m gonna text him now ok bye ilu ttyl

—————

Patton: sorry, haha, I got overexcited! you should definitely ask Virgil out, he’ll definitely say yes!!!!

Future Mr. Virgil Sanders: You think so?

Patton: I know so!!!!!!! go for it!! I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!!!!!!!

Future Mr. Virgil Sanders: Thank you, Patton.

Patton: <3

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stupid fuckin asshole disney prince wannabe: seriously tho virgil just ask him out

fuckin asshole disney prince wannabe: he never shuts up about you

asshole disney prince wannabe: he’ll trip over himself trying to say yes

emo dumbass: ........................................ yeah?

asshole disney prince : yeah

actual disney prince: you got this, virge

—————

Virge: soo i have a question

smort boi: Virgil, can I ask you something?

Virge: lmao same text

Virge: oh shit sorry you’re typing

smort boi: My apologies, I just saw that you’re in the middle of typing something.

smort boi: Oh.

Virge: we’re so stupid oh my god okay you go

smort boi: You can go first.

Virge: LOGAN

smort boi: Really, I don’t mind.

smort boi: oh, we did it again

Virge: okay let’s just

Virge: at the same time?

smort boi: Yes, that might work.

Virge: okay so like... in one minute from the time you receive my next text, we’ll send each other our questions at the exact same time

smort boi: That seems doable.

Virge: GO one minute on the clock

smort boi: Virgil, would you like to go out with me on a romantic date at some point in the near future?

Virge: i really like you and i think we should be boyfriends or whatever if you want

Virge: OH SHIT

smort boi: Well, that was certainly serendipitous.

Virge: youre serious? no joking?

smort boi: No, no joking at all. I would very much like to be boyfriends.

smort boi: Or whatever.

Virge: and id like to go out with you on a romantic date at some point in the near future

smort boi(friend?): Well then.

Virge <3: well then indeed

smort boi(friend): Pizza at Sal’s? Friday at six?

Virge <3: uhhhh where else would i be on friday night at six? that’s been pizza night for years

smort boi(friend): Well, yes, but this time it would be... well, romantic. Because it would be a date. We would be dating.

Virge <3: you raise a good point

Virge <3<3: i guess i’ll see you friday then

smort boifriend: I’m looking forward to it.

Virge <3<3<3<3: me too my dude

—————

emo dumbass: okay he said yes i gotta go pass out later dude

—————

Future Mr. Virgil Sanders: HE SAID YES HE SAID YES OHMY GOD HOLY SHIT PATTON WE’RE GOING ON A DATE HE SAI D BOFRIENDS WE’RE BOYFRIENDS AHOLY FU CK

—————

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: we’re just the best, aren’t we?

pattoncake: yeah, pretty much

pattoncake: ilu

PRINCE OF YOUR DREAMS: ilu2 babe

#sanders sides #analogical #royality #i wrote this #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders

[aurajitsu]

Broken Ever After

Summary: Reader and Bucky going through a break up.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of emotional/physical abuse, angst, PTSD, guns, some smut, not a happy ending.

A/N: First time writing, I needed to get things out of my head from RL. I know it got long for a one shot, just roll with it. So here goes...

Song: You Know I have to go- by Röyksopp

—-

“I just cant, not anymore. I’m sorry.”

He said to you right before he hung up. You had called him right before a mission, seeking maybe to make up with him-to let him know that to you still love him and always will.

You had seen the pain in his eyes, and had spent so much time trying to break through those icy defenses. Spotting him one day, walking along side a group of friends. He stood out from the rest, he looked tense and out of place. His hair draping around his face, hands in his jacket pockets. It was rare to see the the group of Avengers walking into a bar. You had gone out with friends that night and you were coming out of a bad break up when the group offered you and your friends drinks. You were surprised but delighted.

That night everyone was laughing and listening to the Falcons stories of their feats and adventures. Getting nudges from the Black Widow and embarrassed looks from the Captain.

You were only interested in the Winter Soldier, you sneaked glances at him. At those distant eyes. Holding his beer close but not drinking. You felt your heart flutter when he looked at you, he caught you staring and you had wanted to look at anything but him.

“Hey.” He finally took a swing at his beer. “Hi.” you replied sheepishly. His eyes now scanning you, “So what hell are you doing out tonight?” You let out a half sigh and laugh. “What do you mean?” Playing coy. “I mean -you aren’t enjoying yourself,” he caught you off guard and didnt realize he picked up on your mood. “Names Bucky.” He tipped his beer at you before taking a drink. “Besides, this doesn’t seem like your scene either.” True that you were just looking for a distraction, a way out of the sadness you felt at home. Everything reminding you of the guy that used you. But you put on a smile and became bold, what’s there to lose now?

“Im y/n, I’m looking to get drunk in good company-Maybe get lucky?”

You brought your beer up, clinking his and ugh you couldn’t believe you said that! He chuckled, small but sincere and it made a knot in your throat, as you swallowed some beer. You didn’t mean to fall for his clear blue eyes, but you did.

And that night your interest was sparked, he listened to your problems, and would comment very little. His smile making you melt a little bit more every time. Your friends had made a separate group, the avengers talking to each other, mostly leaving you two alone. You didn’t feel the hours pass by, not with him.

“Well doll, maybe you need to just forget about him. Men like that aren’t worth your precious time.” You smiled at his nickname for you, “You think?” “Yeah,listen, you’re worth- you cant just fall-“

“Hey, Buck!”

The Cap was signaling to get out of there.

It was late and they offered to take you home, once you realized your friends were gone.

It was a strange night, Sam driving you guys around. ‘Nat’ had asked for your number, “I’ll text you later, I want to make sure you make it home okay,” she said giving a sly smile at Sam and Steve.

Bucky staying silent most of the ride home. You were stuck between him and Nat in the backseat as you gave them directions. You didn’t mind sitting so close to him, you felt his warmth and it was comforting.

——

The next couple of days you had something new on your mind. By that point on Nat had texted you more and more, she kept to her word and had texted you since that night. She had asked curious questions, noticing most of it was from what she overheard you saying to Bucky. You were curious too, and would ask her about him. How was he? Deep inside you wanted to know if he asked about you. You always hesitated, and never pushed Nat for more, knowing that it was too soon from your previous relationship.

“You wanna go out with us?” Nat had texted you, you were thrilled thinking about seeing Bucky. Even though he didn’t like going out, Nat always seemed to pressure him into tagging along. You smiled and gave her a call. “What do you have in mind?—-great!—-Is Bucky going?” “Yup, lost a bet with Sam, so he’s paying for everything, I’ll see you soon-we’ll come get you!”

That night was the first of many. Bucky would always hold back a little but you always smiled at him. You’d make him laugh and make him participate in his friend’s silly bets.

One night you had all bet that Nat would get more phone numbers than Steve could, from the same girls in the club. “Oh common,” steve nagged but was eager to show off his skills, surely Captain America didn’t need introducing, “You’re on Steve,” Nat winked at him. Sam was exited to watch every bit of juicy action, so the trio had left you two alone.

You were now alone with Bucky, sitting at the table. You always spoke your mind, honest but kind. Bucky admired that about you, that your heart was always on your sleeve.

“So why haven’t you asked me out?” You had asked, as soon as the words came out, it felt almost like an accusation, and you were about to apologize. He was caught of guard, but quickly recovered, gave that smile you loved. “Is that what you want?”

You didn’t know what to say,”’Cause doll, I ask myself that question, everyday.” You almost spilled your drink as your heart skipped a beat.

Meeting Bucky, falling for him and eventually becoming a couple happened over a few months since first meeting. You secretly thanked Nat for keeping in touch with you, she even gave you his number but you never could call him until you were both official.

Fast forward to your first kiss, you were the one to initiate and it surprised him. You even thought that maybe he was slow to be affectionate was due to his Winter Soldier training.

You always had loved to plan your hang outs and Bucky always seemed happy to play along. Every smile he gave you, every laugh was like a breath of fresh air. You were happy when he brought you take out, when you hung out by yourselves, losing track of time just talking. Sharing details no one else knew about yourselves.

You were both so relaxed with one another. Watching movies to catch up with what he had missed. Both of you cuddling in front of the tv, leaning on him, your legs folded into you. You were too busy watching his blue eyes, his stubble just the right length. His breathing calm and steady, following the movie playing out so intently. You were watching him so closely you leaned in to peck at his cheek. He looked at you, “I just don’t get-“ But smashed into your mouth instead- as soon as he realized what was happening he leaned into you. His right arm wrapped around your shoulders, squeezing you. When you let go for air, you both stayed silent,”... I’m sorry were you saying something?,” you asked your face turning red. “No um-“ he was hiding blushed cheeks behind his hair. You looked at each other and laughed.

——

The day he told he loved you was after some argument over something so stupid. You honestly couldn’t name what it was. Bucky had heard you say it to him weeks before. You had always been vocal and supportive of him. Patient.

He would come by your apartment before and after missions, to share a chaste kiss and to hold you close before he left. “I’m gonna miss you doll.” Holding you tight him so you could only hear his heart beat, his breathing, words reverberating in his chest.

“Its only for a couple of days right?”

“Its an eternity for me doll.”

He made you giggle as he brought himself to your soft lips. Instead he tickled your sides,”Hey!” His eyes crinkling with that smile that made you melt,”don’t go anywhere doll, I’ll be back soon.” Meeting your lips and giving you a long wet kiss, biting his lip when his eyes opened.

“Y/n, I think I love you.”

Bucky wanted to hold your hand, kiss you, bodies so close, sometimes you’d lose yourself in his warmth. Nights right before a mission were the best, he would run his hands all over your body. Wishing your clothes would disappear under his fingers. “Y/n, you drive me crazy” he would whisper into you ears so close, the heat of his breath made you gasp quietly. And he’d squeeze you so greedily, around the thick of your legs, your breasts. He kissed you deep, and you felt a rush between your legs. He loved the noises he made you do, so desperate and just for him. He pulled down your top just enough for his tongue to meet you hardened nipples. Kissing, Licking and sucking until you couldn’t stand it, his flesh hand slid into your pants. Searching your aching folds, he put pressure and teased you, never entering you. “You’re so wet baby.” He undressed you and removed the clasps of your bra, pushing you gently until your shaken legs buckled against your bed. his hand slipping away, you whimpered when he wasn’t touching you.

“You want this babydoll?” His eyes dark with desire. “Yes,” you whispered and he climbed on top of you, pulling your wet panties off. Kissing your trembling body, he pulled his pants and boxers off, you watched as his large figure stood in front of you. His defined muscles, and scars that met his metal arm. He watched you closely trembling with lust underneath him and grinned. Kneeling between your legs, he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. You whimpered again, catching you bu surprise. Your eyes and breathing only intensified as he held his tip and brushed it against your wet folds. “Bucky...” barely a sigh. You wished he wouldn’t tease you so much.”You want me babydoll?” He was teasing you, metal fingers sliding over your clit and up your breast, giving you a firm squeeze. The cold making you gasp quietly and deep. His flesh hand palpitating over your wetness and you wished it was his member instead.

“Bucky!” He pushed into you, and didn’t move, smiling over you, kissing up your neck so softly. His hands roaming your sides and teasing the tips of your breasts. He stared to move slowly, the sounds of your wetness only intensifying his thrusts.

You felt like heaven on earth and he wanted it all, growling and calling your name in your ear. You gripped his strong forearms, and held on because you couldn’t take it anymore. “Oh!” You moaned into his ear and it drove him crazy. You skin felt like it was on fire.

His grunting made you feel so wanted, so good, you met his hips with yours. You wavered and cried out as you reached your peak. He felt your walls squeezing around him, hot and pulsating. “Fuck, babydoll.” He gave you a few more deep thrusts and you could feel him twitching inside you, spilling his seed.

Nights to remember, he was always so passionate with you, he loved to make you squirm and moan his name. The defenses around his heart long gone with the warmth of your body.

—-

You started to notice small strange habits, at first you didn’t give it much thought. On his down time, or you went on dates with him. Sometimes he seemed lost in thought, or he would ask something from you twice. To repeat what he hadn’t heard, or forgot.

He began to have nightmares and so Bucky decided to move in with you, said he needed you that you were the only one to ease him. The compound felt too much like he was a soldier. Steve had agreed to give him some downtime from missions, and Bucky needed to clear his head.

He had told you his sleepless nights and described the faces he couldn’t forget, their last moments before he pulled the trigger. They haunted him, every single one, relived the times he was the winter soldier. And every night you talked to him, whispered reassurances, held him close. He would cry and struggle and it would break your heart. His friends would come by to check up on him, and he was just so tired of the trauma. He was afraid that he’d hurt you, became distant. Several times when he had truly bad nightmares he had pushed you off the bed, thrashing and struggling against a ghostly oppressor.

Bucky even tried medications, as his friends suggested but the serum in his veins made it wear off too fast. Often seeking for pain medications, convinced it would help if he took just enough. He could only rest after reliving his past, his heart pounding as you held him close. Over the months the chaos started to take its toll on you, but you were determined, hopeful that you could ease his pain.

“Am I worth all this?” One night he asked, holding you close, his furrowed brow gleaming with sweat in the dark room. You had sat up and woke him gently when you heard him struggling in his dreams. Stroking his hair from his face as he rested it against your chest. You had learned to catch him early before he became violent. “What do you mean Buck?” “Why are you so sweet?...to me?” You didn’t hesitate to answer,”because i love you.” “What if i hurt you? I’m so scared-y/n, I just can’t -“ “shh, shh, no i know, you wont.”

The insomnia would make him irritated and snappy, she had learned to let him be then. He would go for a run, or work out until his mood was better. Sometimes even turned that irritation into passion. Quick smacks on your rear, or hard thrusting in the bedroom. He held onto you tighter, even wrapping his fingers around your neck.

It was walking on eggshells, never knowing when he would be mad at you or at something insignificant. He grew irritable, and was often commenting, nit picking everything. “Did you cook this? Its fucking terrible,” words that stung. “Hey, do me a favor and stop moving my shit around.” “I was just cleaning.” “Don’t touch my stuff, how about you go make us dinner, yeah?” He was always mad at something, but he said he loved you. And you loved him too.

One night you were both being snappy at each other. When you fought, but you never pushed him, never said anything to regret it. He would though, he would tell you that he wasn’t sure what you were doing wasting his time. It hurt you to hear him say these things. He knew it did and would always apologize when he saw you well up with tears.

“Baby, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean-i-I’m just...” he would just hold you and apologize.

He confessed that he was confused, that he had never had someone so close. He feared opening up because deep down he thought that maybe you would betray him, would hurt him, would lose you. He began to put up walls again to protect himself and his heart from the world.

“Im scared because I love you.” Holding you close, kissing your hair as you sobbed into his chest. God you loved his scent.

At that moment you knew you would always stand by his side, no matter what. Determined to make him feel at home again. ‘We were happy’ you thought. ‘What happened?’

His mood only got worse over time and when he wasn’t mad, he was distant. You really tried, but it at all affected you too.

“Are you fucking STUPID?” One time bellowed at you, you were trembling and you felt your body tense up. “You thought I wouldn’t know?!” He was increasing the volume of his voice, you jumped at the sound of his heavy steps.

He was angry that you had opened your mouth, that you had mentioned something to Nat. That they had tried to interfere with your relationship. He had always told you, ‘what happens between us is personal.’

He trusted you, had told you that every time he opened the medicine cabinet, every time he cleaned his weapons. There was a millisecond that his mind pushed him, to taste all those pills, to taste the end of that barrel.

“WHERE DID YOU PUT THEM?!” “Baby, please.” “NO.-I..! FUCK.” He was flipping everything around him, pillows, clothes, even his coffee mug that you had bought him long ago. You had hid his pain meds, taken his guns away to Steve. Hidden it all away. “WHERE ARE MY KEYS!?” He found a bottle of pain killers and swallowed a handful and took a swing at a bottle of whisky. Something someone had gifted you over the years, it was on display because you thought the bottle looked classy.

“You don’t need your keys,” you were trying to calm him.”Where are you going?” He swiftly took steps toward you, raising his metal arm, he stopped when it gleamed under the sunlight.

“Don’t test me.” He growled low and so close to your face you could see him tremble in anger. He turned around and walked out. You didn’t move thinking he’ll come back, shaking and lost. When you finally got up you closed the front door and locked it. You picked up your phone, he had tossed in his rampage and gave Nat a call, and you cried when you heard her voice.

“He-he...” Tears running down your face. “Calm down, are you ok?! Where are you?!”

A day later, he came back and it was like nothing happened. You wanted to support him, show him you love him. He was quiet, but when he did give you kisses, you felt a little bit of hope returning to your heart.

But the kisses where few and his touch distant. He was numb and falling apart and you could see it.

Steve tried to step in, took Bucky out shooting, trying to see what he could get out of him. “Talk to me, Buck,” He would aim and fire, every shot wouldn’t miss. It just made him angrier, jaw clenching, till his mouth hurt. Steve handed him another magazine, Buck reloaded his handgun and aimed.

“I don’t know where the Winter Soldier ends, and Bucky begins.” He squeezed the trigger. Rounds going off, hot shells hitting flying over him. Steve was going to tell him that he shouldn’t feel guilty, but Bucky spoke before he could,”I know what you’re going to say... and I can’t be with her anymore.” Steve was caught off guard, “You’re dumping Y/N?” “Its best i don’t involve anyone-not anymore. Steve, I don’t want to hurt her, what if one day I lay a-“ “By breaking her heart?! Ah Bucky!” Steve gripped his shoulder, he wanted to support him but this he couldn’t do.

“The words-they’re still there Steve.” He placed the gun down, Bucky’s eyes meeting his. Steve knew what he meant, he knew he couldn’t go through that anymore. “I’m reaching my breakpoint, all this,” he gestured around the shooting range. “I-I’m numb, I don’t have anything here anymore.” He placed his hand on his chest.

“Alright Buck, you risk losing her-for good Buck,” Steve let his words sink into him. Bucky shook his head. “I-I want whats best for all of us-for her.” “By shutting yourself out? You’re being reckless Buck, you’re headed down the wrong path.” “I never left that path Steve.” He looked away. “I’m a ticking time bomb.” “Buck, are you sure this is what you want?” Bucky nodded slowly,”I’m reaching the end of the line.”Steve hesitated,”I think i know someone that can help.”

Bucky’s mind was made up, he was pushing you away. It was a long time time coming. He knew that he was going to end it and disappear from your life forever.

——-

“What?!” You were dumbfounded,both of you standing in the middle of the room. He was grim and his voice was low, but truth left his lips. You refused to hear his reasons, and clung to the one phrase. “I think we should stop this. End this.” He gestured between you too, the side of his face twitching where he clenched his jaw. Deep down you knew this was coming, you ignored the signs.

“I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want to break your heart, doll.” And your heart sank as he went on, “I’m too broken to have a heart anymore, I can’t feel what you do for us. You’ve dealt with my highs and lows, you are on of my closest friends...” “What are you saying?” You gasped, trying to hold back tears. “I’m saying baby that I’m empty and you deserve someone normal, not me.” “But I love you.” “You shouldn’t have wasted your time, I’m sorry Y/N.” You put your hand on over your mouth, stifling your cries. He didn’t apologize this time, this time he didn’t hold you.

No more wrinkly-eyed-smiles. No more take outs in front of the TV. No more whispers in the night. No more coffee runs or lame jokes. To you it wasn’t wasted time, it was precious memories. Was he putting on a facade? For how long or since the day you’ve met?

“Please don’t go.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I just can’t.”

#aurajitsu #bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #angst #breakup #bucky x reader #marvel #avengers #bucky imagine #mcu #marvel mcu #mcu imagine #bucky barns imagine #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you

[sonofadeanwinchester]

For The Nights

Summary: Sebastian is father to seven year old Sarina but he continually chooses sports or bars or his friend over his daughter and wife.

Words: 1,386

Warnings: Terrible father figure ; swearing ; child neglect

A/N: Kinda sorta not really maybe based off Nights I Can’t Remember by Hedley. (LIKE LOOSELY, REAL FUCKING LOOSE)

TAGS: @221bshrlocked @shellymaesworld @titty-teetee @pawallday

(GIF NOT MINE)

TAGS FOR FUTURE STORIES ARE STILL OPEN :)

"Sebastian, you said you were gonna be here this time!" I tried not to yell into my cellphone with my seven year old daughter, Sarina, sitting in the backseat.

He sighed. "I told you, I had plans with the guys tonight."

I pulled over on the highway and smiled at her. "Sar, I'm gonna step outside for a second, okay?"

She nodded, "okay, Mommy."

I climbed out of the driver seat and took a few steps so I'm out of ear range. "Sebastian, you fucker. I told you three weeks ago that tonight was Sarina's dance recital. She thinks you're gonna be there!"

He sighed again, more irritated. "(Y/N). I'm sorry but-."

"For fuck sakes, Seb. You're her father. You should be there."

"We've had these tickets since the beginning of the month!" His voice raised.

"Don't give me that shit, Sebastian. Danny got those tickets a week ago. Some stupid fucking basketball game shouldn't even be in competition with your daughter." He was silent. "If you miss this thing, don't bother coming home."

"Oh, come on, baby. Don't be like that."

"No. Don't. I'm sick of this, Sebastian. No more of you ditching me or your daughter. If you can't be dependable, then why the fuck are you still around."

"I can be dependable."

I laughed. "Ha! Right, like how dependable you were when I needed you to pick her up from school and you got drunk with your friends instead and left her sitting on the school's steps for three hours?"

"Baby, that was one time!"

"One time to many, Sebastian. You don't leave a seven year old on the steps of her school." I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. "If you are not there tonight, do not show up at my house tonight." I ended the call and slid back into the car.

"Are you and daddy fighting again?" Sarina questioned as she played with a loose string on her sweater.

"Of course not, lovey."

She made a face, "is daddy gonna be there tonight?"

I sighed, "Sweetheart, I don't know. Do you want daddy to be there?"

She scoffed, "of course! He's my daddy!"

I rolled my eyes, muttering under my breath. "Sebastian, you better be there."

"He said he's got plans with the guys tonight. Can you believe him?" I struggled with my daughter's dress that hung from a hanger in my bedroom as my sister sat on my bed. "The nerve on him."

Jolene sighed. "I know I've told you this a million times but-"

"But, I should ditch him, I know. I can't just leave him, Jo. He's her father and my husband."

Jo nodded her head. "I know, sweetie, but he's no good for you or Sarina."

"Fuckin' hell." I mumbled as I pricked my finger with the pin. "If he doesn't show up tonight, I'm gonna fucking kill him."

Jo chuckled, "get in line."

"Mommy, Auntie Jo is coming, right?" Sarina walked along side of me as her blonde curls bounced.

I nodded, "of course! You know Auntie Jo loves to watch you dance."

She smiled but her eyes grew sad. "Daddy's not coming, is he?"

"Oh sweetheart, I really hope he does."

A tear fell down her face and she brushed it away with the back of her hand. "I heard you talking to Auntie Jo about how he's going out with his friends. He's not coming." She started sobbing at this point. "I hate him."

"Sarina Rae Stan, do not say that about your father!" I scolded her and she pouted as her sobs came to stop.

"I'm not sorry I said that. He's never come to my shows. He doesn't love me." She pushed her lip out further into a pout.

"Sarina, daddy loves you very much. He just gets confused sometimes on what is the right thing to do. Daddy is just confused on if he wants to come to your dance recital or watch a basketball game."

She blinked a few times then nodded slowly. "I think, if I was daddy, that I would come to my daughter's recital isn't of some crummy basketball game."

I laughed, "I think I would too. It's not very fun to watch."

Her face brightened, "and all the men smell funny."

"Sarina!" Jo jogged down the hall and clasped my daughter into a bear hug. "You excited about tonight?"

She squealed and nodded. "YES!"

Jo winked at me. "I got a surprise for you." She reached into her purse and pulled out a small princess tiara. "You can be a princess while you dance!"

Sarina put it on her head and swung around to face me. "Mommy! Auntie Jo made me a princess."

"And you're gonna be the prettiest princess to ever pretty princess."

She shook her head. "Your riddles make no sense, mommy."

"Mrs. Stan, I am ready for Sarina's hair and makeup." The ballet's assistant swung her head around the corner and smiled. "Sarina! You are the prettiest princess."

Sarina kissed my cheek and high-fived Jo before running after the assistant. "I wanna look just like Rapunzel."

She chuckled, "well, you certinaly do have the hair for it. Your curls are very pretty."

Sarina beamed. "Thank you. My mommy curled my hair."

Once she was behind the wall, Jo leaned into me. "Any word from Sebastian yet?"

I scoffed, "I'm not gonna hold my breath. I would be shocked if he even called or texted to see how she does."

"Why wouldn't I text or call?" His voice came from behind me.

I swung around and shook my head. "Well, there's a first time for everything. What changed your mind?"

He shrugged, shoving his hands into his jean pockets. "She's my kid, you know? Basketball can wait."

Jo laughed. "Hell must’ve dropped in temperature. Did you have a court side meeting with Dr. Phil?"

He mocked her laugh and shook his head. "Jo, pleasure as always." She smirked. "No, I just was thinking that I really need to pick up my slack and get my shit together. Sarina and you are the most important people in my life. I fucked that up when I stopped acting like you weren't."

I sighed a breath of relief and stepped forward to touch his cheek. "I'm glad you came because if not, you would've had to sleep on your buddy's couch."

"You were serious about that?" He brow furrowed.

"I don’t joke when it comes to Sarina's happiness. Do you know what she said to me tonight?" He shook his head. "She told me she hated you for choosing sports and bars over her."

His eyes widened and his face slumped. "Shit."

"Yeah, shit. I told her not to say that about her father but she had a goddamn point."

He nodded, removing his cap to fix his hair then placing it back on the locks. "I know, (Y/N), I fucked up royally this time."

"Damn straight." The announcement came over the speaker that the recital was starting in ten minutes and for all guests and parents to take a seat. "Let's go find out seats."

Sarina danced beautifully. She swayed and spun so gracefully. She had her father's long legs and long torso. The only thing she got from me was my hair. But next her bright blue eyes, she was a spitting image of her father. When the recital ended, she took her bow and giggled when the curtain closed.

We stood by the door and watched the other parents' kids walk through the curtain. When Sarina came through, the first thing she saw was Sebastian standing beside me, his arm around my waist. "Daddy! You came!"

She ran directly to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Of course I did, baby girl."

She giggled as he tickled her sides and kissed her cheek a few times. "I didn't think you were going to come."

He dropped her to her feet and bent down on one knee. "Listen, baby girl. I am very, very, very sorry that I acted like I didn't love you or mommy, okay? Daddy is never gonna pick some stupid sports game or bar over you ever again."

She nodded and held out her pinky ring. "Promise?"

He nodded, wrapping his large finger around her small, slim one. "Promise."

[starlight-parkers]

Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker Would Include (Part 2):

Summary: Just dating Peter… and being Tony’s daughter.

Authors Note: This was highly requested in the comments and I really enjoyed making the last one, so here ya  go! <3

Warning(s): swearing and deadpool (again)

Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker Would Include (Part 2):

•y'all “tis about to get wilD

•you and peter have a stable relationship™

-y'all don’t really fight

-if you do it’s something stupid

-“I CANT BELIEVE YOU ATE THE LAST BROWNIE, THE AUDACITY, I AM DISGUSTED, YOUR BEHAVIOUR IS ATROCIOUS”

-“ I’m lactose intolerant Peter”

-“YOU ARE A TERRIBLE- wait you are?!?!”

-“HAHAHA SIKE” *cue you running away with the last brownie*

•Tony usually mediates your fights.

-he doesn’t want his spiderlings to be sad.

-not good for his representation in the ‘approving dad’ world

-“(Y/N) I suggest you give Peter back his brownie”

-“I ate it”

-*tony giving you the scolding parent look*

-“what do you want me to do? Shit it out?”

-*cap bursts through the door* “LANGUAGE (Y/N)

•peter still uses pickup lines on you

-“my Spidey sense isn’t the only thing that’s tingling”

-“peter do you know what that means?”

-“yes it means I feel all tingly and happy when I’m around you”

-“BOiIi”

-he clearly gets these from Wade

•peter going on dad dates with Tony

-“I can’t believe you remembered our anniversary”

-“I could never forget it Mr Stark”

-“um Peter…you’re dating me?”

-“This is an A B conversation (Y/N) leave”

-your dad and Peter have probably been on more dates with each other than Peter has with you.

•you and peter are always together

-the avengers freak out when you aren’t.

-“WHERE IS THE LOCATION OF BROTHER PETER?? HAS HE JOINED THE DECEASED??? I SHALL AVENGE YEE MAN OF SPIDER”

-“Thor chill… he went to the bathroom”

•Peter always has his hands on you

-whether it’s holding hands, or he’s touching your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist.

-he likes to know that you’re always there.

•hUgS frOm BehInD

-y'all this is the only time Peter feels like he’s the big spoon

-he’ll rest his chin on your head and your back will be pressed to his chest

-aw™

•peter using his height to his advantage

-he’ll hide your things in high places

-so you call for help

-usually ends in you standing on him to get what you want.

•HICKieS yO

-it happened when you first showed Peter your room

-Tony told you to leave the door open but y'all didn’t let that bother you ;)

-“YOU HAVE TAINTED MY YOUNG PETER HE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME”

-“ father why do you not express this concern for me”

-“it’s because you’re the devils spawn”

•finally perfecting that spiderman kiss

-“WE FINALLY DID IT”

-“HELLS YEAH”

-“how do I get down?”

- *cue peter’s web snapping*

•stealing Peter’s clothes

-old and new

-he leaves a sweater at your place?

-BAM it’s yours

-buys a new shirt?

-BaM It’s yours

-he eventually runs out of clothes

-Tony buys him a new wardrobe

•having a meme group chat with Ned

-sending memes about spiderman

-peter regrets introducing you to Ned

•going on dates to the zoo

-Peter taking pictures of you admiring things

-a passerby reports Peter to the security guard for looking like a creep

-your dad has to bail peter out

•whenever peter loses you in a large group of people he always knows how to find you.

-“yo Pete where’s your girlfriend?”

-“hold on one sec” *shakes wallet*

-“DID I HEAR MONEY?!?!”

-“found her”

•spoiling peter bc you're filthy rich and he deserves the world

-“happy birthday baby!!”

-“(Y/N) is that a car???”

-*you smiling uncontrollably*

-”(Y/N) I can’t drive’’

-’’Its a keepsake’’ 

•convincing your dad to take peter on missions.

-instantly regretting it bc peter is a soft boi who needs protection.

-“If you die on this mission, I will kill you”

-updating the suit bc you must protec™

-“I’ve added extra padding to your suit to soften any falls”

-he literally cannot breathe now

•accidentally admitting that Tom Holland is your celebrity crush.

-“but we look exactly alike??”

-“don’t be ridiculous Peter, you look nothing alike”

•dates to museums and science exhibitions

-watching peter nerd out

-v cute™

•going out with Liz and Michelle for girls nights

-peter dropping in on you as part of ‘patrol’

-almost activating ‘instant kill mode’ when a guy talks to you

•you putting on the suit just to talk to Karan

-“am I the only one that thinks Peter smells like avocado? Like does he even eat avocado?”

-“I too have detected this unusual scent Ms Stark”

•Peter freaks tf out when you get sick

-like mental break down freak out

-he googles your symptoms

-which means he always thinks your dying.

-“I DIDNT KNOW WHAT SOUP YOU LIKED SO I BROUGHT ALL OF THEM USING YOUR DADS CREDIT CARDS”

-he brought like 50 tins of soup

-will not let you leave his sight

-“Peter I need to take a dump”

-“I’ll come with you”

•Wade is always crashing your dates

-he thinks you guys are friends

-“Wade will you ever leave us alone?”

-“Of course Peetie! When (Y/N)’s father accepts my adoption papers”

-“Why would a grown ass man need adopting?”

-“It’s to fund my expensive lifestyle”

-Wade also steals Peter’s wallet so he has an excuse to come along.

-eventually getting a restraining order on Wade.

•Star Wars marathons

-you thinking Luke Skywalker is hot

-Peter getting jealous

-he dresses up like Luke the next day.

•he finds your old spiderman fan account on tumblr

-when he does he just stares at you smugly from across the room.

-“what?”

-“oh nothing” ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º)

-he starts texting you the ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º) face.

-“so you bet spiderman is one sexy specimen under that mask?" ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º)

-you want to die

-"I will delete you from my life”

•going to Starbucks for your anniversary dates

•peter insisting you have him on speed dial just incase anything happens

-you mostly use it to get food

-“hi”

-“(Y/N)??? Are you okay??”

-“I’ll have a double cheeseburger and fries please.”

-“(Y/N) pls”

-“what? I’m hungry”

-“may I remind you that I am  not supposed to be used for ordering take out”

-“then what the fuck are you supposed to be?”

-“your boyfriend”

-“oh yes that too”

•you wear matching outfits to school sometimes

-you are the power couple of the school

•taking Tony’s car for a joy ride

-crashing it bc peter gets nervous and webs up the windscreen

-it’s all good tho

-you use his card to buy a new one

-and blame it on Wade

•cute goodmorning texts

-“make sure to brush your teeth, you have terrible morning breath xox ~ (Y/N)

-"please brush your hair today, yesterday you looked like a yeti that had been run over and drowned in toilet water <3 Peter”

•everyone noticing how whipped Peter is for you

-except you

-peter doesn’t even know what that means he’s so outdated

•Peter has coffee mornings with Steve

-you’re never invited

•sending each other selfies

-your ugliest ones usually end up as your lock screens

-“who’s that horrendous looking creature?”

-“my fucking boyfriend bish”

•you die when peter speaks Spanish

-“pan caliente”

-“ I don’t know what you just said but please let it be the only thing you say at my funeral”

-he said hot bread

•Peter worries about your wellbeing

-he sets up daily reminders on your phone to drink water

-irl it’s just him texting you h20 puns and jokes

•you are very territorial

-if a girl so much as looks at Peter

-you will snatch the weave

-one time you actually pulled out some girls hair

-Peter thought it was hot™

-Steve and Tony did not ™

•stony are your parents tbh

•like your dad you have a lot of issues

-you’re scared peter will leave

-but he never does

-he always comes back

•arcade dates

-Peter gives you a promise ring from a vending machine

-the avengers freak out and think it’s an engagement ring.

-Steve gives you a lecture about patience and how you should wait.

-Tony on the other hand…

-“I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME I HAVE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR MONTHS”

-“Uh Mr Stark, we’re 17 and it’s just a promise ring”

-“You are both disappointments and disgraces to the Stark name”

•caring for him after missions

-cuddles

-back rubs

-Peter is very clingy at this point.

•knowing exactly what calms each other down.

•Training with Peter

-having a run on the treadmill whilst he does weights.

-you trip and hit your head

-Peter drops a weight on his foot bc he’s shook.

-you both go to hospital and agree never to workout together again.

•carnival dates

-peter sees a game and insists he wins a price for you

-he loses

-3 times

-you end up having a go and you win a fish

-peter has the fish for 4 days of the week and you have him for 3

-the fish is your son™

-his name is ‘the fish™’

•stargazing and talking about a future together

•you both trust and love each other a lot

•you love peter a lot

-although you don’t say it often

-you show it though

- but he already knows it

#peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker au #peter parker fluff #spiderman #spiderman imagine #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #spiderman au #spiderman fluff #tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland au #tom holland fluff #dad!tony #dad!tony stark #tony stark #tony stark au #tony stark fluff #tony stark x you #tony stark x reader #family!avengers #avengers #avengers au #avengers fluff #avengers x you

[geminimoonbeamx]

Naive: Intro

A/N: Hey guys! So I’ve been dying to do a mini series reader insert story for a while! I got this idea while I was reading some Tony/Daughter fics and I thought I’d put my own little spin on it. I really hope you guys are able to connect with this, I picked her moms name just because I thought it flowed better to actually have a name instead of putting something like (your moms name) everytime she’s talked about!

Word count: 1k+

Warnings: Disclaimer- I have the dirtiest vocabulary and my stories will probably always have cursing in them. Other then that this chapter was pretty vanilla!

Summary: As the goddaughter of Tony Stark you were no stranger to the Avengers, but when you meet the newest member- you’re a little more then intrigued. Unfortunately for him, Bucky Barnes has caught your eye.

💘💘💘💘💘

There weren’t many things that Tony Stark truly got excited about. Actually, he could tick them off on the fingers on one hand. New scientific discoveries, adding to his classic car collection(but only when it was a real timeless model, something he really had to hunt for), Pepper looking at wedding dresses- and you.

His god daughter was always something he could gush, embarrassingly, about. About how you’d graduated from college with top grades because obviously any god daughter of his was a fucking genius. About how you’d spent the summer in Europe, he’d laughed and showed your videos of Amsterdam to the team repeatedly. About how beautiful you we’re cause god damn it, you looked just like your mom, just like his late best friend and he could never get over it. But what seemed to be all he could talk about lately, was the fact that you we’re moving to New York.

“Finally, I’ve been trying telling her that the only way she’s getting any where with that degree is in this city” Tony had sighed to Pepper. Really, he’d been desperately attempting to convince you to come stay with him ever since the funeral three years ago. “I told her she might as well move into the Tower, since rent is so fucking insane here”

Even though he refused to think of it this way; the truth of it is that you we’re the only link he had left to Jamie, and trying to accept that his best friend of thirty years was gone was something he just couldn’t accept. The three years she had been dead hadn’t done anything to sway that. He still expected a phone call from her. Still expected to hear her bitching at him and worrying about him being the only one he’d ever really been able to count on.

Isn’t it sad? What he’d give to hear your mother bitching at him again?

It was highly amusing, watching the usually snarky Stark wade knee deep through not only wedding plans, but renovation plans for the entire fifteenth floor for the last month.

“Hey Nat, do you think this rug goes with these throw pillows? Or is it too much fur? This kid loves faux fur, what is she a Gotti?!” Tony had been barraging everyone with questions like this, trying to get his “graduation present” ready for you without you finding out about it or being able to put your input into it was hard. But would he ever admit he’d bitten off more then he could chew?

Hell no.

“No, it actually looks really sheik with the geometric gold table. Y/N’s gonna love it” Natasha had reassured, trying to hide her smirking laughter by taking a drink from her mug.

If Tony had noticed she was slightly making fun of him he didn’t say anything, he just went back to fretting, threating some interior designer on his iPhone.

“Between the wedding and Y/N’s homecoming, he’s going to run himself bankrupt” Sam snorts, from the table. Where he sits with Steve and Bucky.

It had been an… odd few months. The team was back together after the whole Sokovian Accords fiasco- but they we’re all still trying to figure out how to mesh right again. Tony being as distracted as he was had been some kind of god send, had given everyone some room to find their place.

Bucky, for one, was happy that the Billionaire’s mind seemed to be pulled in all different directions. It kept Tony from focusing all the hate on him. Because even though it was unspoken, and Tony had agreed to have him join the team- only after Steve gave the ultimatum that the two we’re a packaged deal- everyone with eyes could see the tension was still there. The way that Tony would never really meet his eyes.

Bucky couldn’t blame him. He’d done…what he’d done and Tony had every right to hold a grudge.

It didn’t make it anyless uncomfortable living in the mans house though.

“I don’t think that’s possible” Natasha reasons.

“You’re right. The man pockets are fuckin’ bottomless . Lucky bastard” Sam swirls his protein shake.

“He’s seems happy, which is good. A happy Tony trumps an unhappy one any day” Steve points out. Steve knew what the consequences of unhappy Tony looked like. The drinking, the downward spiral.

“He really loves this kid, huh? Who is she again? His goddaughter, right?” Bucky inquires, his eye brow raised.

“Yeah, her mom was his best friend, he’s always spoiled her rotten” Steve chuckled a little “She’s a real good girl though. A bit of a spitfire, but the sweetest thing once you get to know her”

Bucky’s eyebrow raises even higher at the way Steve regards the girl. The small smile on his best friends face as he talks about her.

“Really? You sound like you’re a little sweet on her, punk. What is she some kind of grade A dime piece?” Bucky teases, expecting the rest of them to at least smile at his sharp joke. When his laughter is the only one that rings through the kitchen his nose quirks “What?…I was just kidding”

Why we’re the three of them looking at him like that?

“Nah, don��t joke around like that, man. Not if you value your thawed out ass” Sam’s tone is warning.

“What?”

“Tony is really protective of her, like real protective. If he caught any of us lookin’ at her like that he’d fire us” Steve’s tone matches Sam’s. Total seriousness.

“Screw firing you, He’d toss you through one of the windows and watch your body hit the cement is what he’d do. Y/N is a hundred percent off limits. Head this warning” Natasha gives him the little “I’m watching you” signal with her fingers before she walks out of the communal kitchens.

“You guys cant be serious” Bucky scoffs, a small smirk on his face. The reaction they all seemed to have about his little joke was entertaining…“Wait? You didn’t try anything with her, did you, Steve?”

That tell tale blush creeps up Steve’s neck and Bucky shakes his head. That little horn dog he’d grown up with was still there, under the righteous Captain America mask he wore.

“It’s not even like that. She’s just- a little flirt. You’ll see” Steve sputters, trying to defend himself.

“She really is. She’s probably one of the most charming people I’ve ever met in my whole life” Sam laughs in agreement “I’m just not the one who got caught cuddling with her on the couch in the middle of the night”

Bucky gives Steve a shit eating grin as the blonde gets even redder.

“Fuck you, Sam-”

“Oh woah, Cap. Watch your language!” Sam and Bucky are both laughing at Steve’s total dismay and the broad shouldered man gets up from the table.

“Yeah, yeah laugh it up. Tony threw me through a wall for that. I could have been killed!” Steve exclaims, walking away from the men who just seem to laugh louder —- You’d never been a morning person and you walked through the air plane ramp in a little bit of a daze, balancing your tote and your laptop bag on each shoulder.

Why you’d chosen to take a 5am flight was now a foreign thought to you as you make your way through the crowds of people, just wanting to find Tony, get to the Tower and sleep for a sold twenty four hours.

Your phone chirps and you look down at the screen.

Tony calling blinked in bright lettering on the iPhone and you your thumb across it, answering it, not able to keep the large smile off of your face.

“Hey Tony!” Your voice is excited and your mood instantly lifted.

“Hey kiddo, how was the flight?” Tony’s smooth voice comes from the receiver.

“It was okay, I tried to knock myself out but couldn’t. Since when are airplane cocktails so weak?” You tease, your eyes desperately scanning for a Starbucks. You knew JFK International Airport had to be littered with them. You could practically smell the sweet, sweet caffeine beckoning you.

“I’ll have to file a formal complaint. We didn’t pay extra for first class for nothing” Tony uses his best ‘haughty taught white soccer mom, I want to speak to your manager’ voice and you cant help but laugh “But listen, I was going to come pick you up myself but the whole team got called into this spur of the moment meeting. I would try to ditch it but it’s with the director of the secret service so I don’t see myself getting out of this-”

Tony rambles, his voice so apologetic its almost pathetic.

Had you been hyped for him to be waiting for you at baggage claim like he’d always done when you we’re younger? Yeah, but you we’re an adult now. You didn’t need him feeling bad for things he couldn’t control.

“Tino stop!” You laugh, using the nickname you’d always had for him “It’s fine, I promise. I’m a big girl. I’m just going to find a Starbucks and caffeinate and then I’ll grab a cab, okay?” You reason with him.

“Uh, no. Find your coffee but Peppers waiting for you at baggage claim and you guys will take a car back. A cab- Cab? Who do you think I am?” You roll your eyes at your god fathers ever flamboyant nature.

“Alright, I’ll text you when I find her. She still like’s skinny white chocolate mocha’s right?” You question “Have fun at your meeting, see ya’ soon Tino! Love you”

“Bye kid, love you”

After grabbing a pair of venti drinks; a triple shot Pink Drink for you and Peppers white chocolate mocha you maneuver yourself through JFK, down escalators and around the travelers that seemed to forget their manners in the hustle of traveling. Your shoulder get’s bumped more then once.

You know you’re a bigger girl, shorter and wider then most but could they at least say sorry!

“Dick!” You hiss at the man who’d almost knocked the coffee out of your hand.

All of the irritation is let off your shoulders when you see Pepper standing tall, a sign in her hands that had your name scrolled on it prettily.

Jeeze.

You’d missed her. You realize, you hadn’t been in New York since your mom…

“Y/N!” She calls for you, grinning widely and you power walk to the red head, nearly bouncing with happiness as you get to her.

“Pepper!” You cry joyously as you hug her, well as much of a hug as you could give her with your hands so full. It’s mostly just you leaning into her as she wraps her arms around you.

“Oh my god, look at you! Look at your hair! You look so goregous” Pepper fawns over you, cupping the side of your head and looking down at you with dancing eyes.

She couldn’t believe how…old you looked. In her mind you’d always be the cute, chubby twelve year old with long curly pig tails. And yet here you were, looking like a grown woman.

“You’re making me feel so old right now” she admits, only half teasing and you roll your eyes.

“Oh shut up. You know you’re still hot. Here, this is for you” you hand her the latte and she gives you a soft look. You were still a sweetheart.

“Now let me see the rock!” You exclaim and she waves her ring finger at you as you two begin to make your way to the car, both of you giggling- your squeals earning you some side ways looks.

You couldn’t remember the last time you were so happy.

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I’m so excited for this story y'all! If you wanted to be tagged in the next chapter just ask!😬😬😬

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166573773564/naive-part-1 PART ONE

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166595772104/naive-part-2 PART TWO

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166629591854/naive-part-3 PART THREE

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166664664834/naive-part-4 PART FOUR

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166703266654/naive-part-5 PART FIVE

https://xgminigypsy.tumblr.com/post/166903805364/naive-part-6 PART SIX

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[charlyawilliams]

Each time we fall in love, it feels more shallow doesn’t it? Similar to a draining river, leaks of you slipping into the tepid air with the break of another heart. I’d say each heartbreak becomes easier, a thinner veil of clearing glass that you can peer through to the past in order to help you pick up the pieces. Putting yourself together is so simple after a while, and the core, the part of you that doesn’t break, gets larger, stronger, and more sustainable to the pain of loss and love. But the clear and never ending through line remains the same

That once the smoke clears, you are broken and you stare deep into a hole and see a figure, a presence, the person who broke you first.

There is forever a crevice deep within us that holds onto the first love we ever had. It’s a dirty, damp place filled with memories, most of which are bad if you had the majority experience. I am gifted to lie on the other side of that fence.

When I was 17, I fell in love with a boy.

Now, when I say fell in love I mean, holy shit, I fell in love. And I remember the feeling because I still feel it to this day. Such an intense landscape of colors that surround the memories of us that I can funnel so much quiet contemplative energy to. It’s the only place I can truly store my sadness, where the bitter loneliness of my current state won’t taint it.  I can replay those nights together; I can feel them, taste them.

I met him through a friend at work. Who just randomly said, “You know Chris, right? Because you two would get along.”

Two weeks later I showed up at a house party, where he was. He was running around this place like a god damn idiot wearing women’s sunglasses at night asking everyone if he were pretty enough to ‘pull them off’ and if they said yes, he’d literally just pull them off.  It was the stupidest fucking thing I’d ever seen.

And that’s what it took. The dumbest joke in the world (which we would argue over a lot when we would have a ‘dumb joke off’) to cause a teenager who had never really opened her mind to anything, ever, to pull apart and crumble.

Chris dealt with me in a way no one else would, which mean he very rarely put up with my bullshit. Charly at 17 was conceited, a brat, ignorant and brash. My mind was a salted sea of nothing until Chris came along. He found it his personal mission to teach me things I’d never heard of before. He, of course, was a philosophy major, which was just the worst because he never shut up about it.

Our first date, I took him to try sushi (Tony’s Sushi, which I guess if you’ve known me for awhile, know its one of my favorite places on earth. Now you know why) He’d never had it before and also decided that night that he was never going to retire the ‘walrus’ chopstick joke and created a walrus character that I kept feeding fish to. We took a walk around the Ocala Square where we named all the horses. Chris yammered on about a thousand things, and for the first time, I became the listener. He was so invested in his study of life, and it swept through me like wildfire.

I tried everything to win this guy over, all my good moves. But in Florida, the good moves are just wearing a titty shirt, short skirt, and talking about how much we love giving head. Again, Chris saw right through this ass-hatery and shut me down about it pretty quickly. But I still played the card of awkward late teen turning twenty and crashed and burned almost every chance I got. Chris would just laugh and give me this stupid crooked smile that made him look sleepy. (“Take a nap you weirdo”)

So, after a few years of putting my best foot forward, I settled into an amazing friendship.

Then I moved to Charleston.

I would creep on him about twice a year when I went back home to Florida. For the next four years, that was our relationship. We’d text every few months, and I’d see him briefly while he poured drinks at whatever bar he was working at that year.

My heart ached, as it still does, to be with him. I hated Charleston, even though it gave me my love of improv and taught me a very difficult lesson. But it also gave me the rare opportunity to begin one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

When people say you shouldn’t change yourself for anyone, I think that’s bullshit. People should change you, shape you, mold you with experience and words and art and create you. You can internalize this but you can’t deny it. Be the best version of yourself, but let other people help you realize this.

“My dream job is to be a stand up comedian.” Chris once said to me while we ate sandwiches in a hot tub. Three years later I took the stage at the Upper Deck in Charleston and mumbled my first set of ridiculous jokes to a bare bar and I’d never felt happier. The first thing I did when I got off stage was text him.

“I’m so jealous and proud of you!” in all caps was his response. If you’ve seen me do any type of comedy, whether it’s old stand up, improv, or bits between friends, now you know why.

“Ancient Philosophy is my favorite, Socrates, Aristotle, Parmenides” He would sprinkle me with bits of personal flashes of himself that sent me running to the bookstore. If you’ve seen my very large personal library, now you know why.

“I love it when you teach me about the constellations. It’s so interesting!” If you’ve ever seen me look up at the night sky, when it’s glittering and perfect, and just stare. Well, now you know why.

I made the decision to move to Chicago on a whim with one of my best friends over drinks at a bar. 6 months later, in July, I moved. But before I uprooted myself, that March, I took one more trip to Florida to tell Chris in person.

I coordinated with my cousin that we’d meet up at his bar after seeing a movie (That James Franco Wizard Of Oz) and grab some drinks (Bud Light probably).  As always, the first thing He’d do after seeing me was hug me over the bar and demand to know everything about everything in my life, which I obliged, leaving out the fact that Chicago was in my near future.

When Anna, my cousin, slipped away to the restroom, I stood up on the horizontal legs my stool (Something all of you have probably seen me do), and told him I had a secret. When I told him that I was moving to pursue my love of comedy, he literally leapt across the bar, grabbed me in his arms and screamed. He swung me around and around and everything was dizzying and beautiful.  “This is so cool!” he said over and over again.

We talked about it all. The scene, what the city was like, what my plans and dreams were, and I just remember him watching me, listening. The details of this memory are what make it my most treasured. His sleepy crooked smile (Chris, take a damn nap, ya weirdo!), the sky blue hue of the bar neon lights that drowned out the similar color of his eyes, his plain gray shirt, which he ALWAYS wore, the cant of his head as he listened.

Anna left soon after, and I closed the bar down with him. We sat trying craft beer until about 4 am, and laughing about literally everything. He took me into the office as he counted the bar till and he gave me a bunch of St. Patty’s Day swag that consisted of sunglasses, green beaded necklaces, and a XXL T-shirt. I drunkenly put all of it on and danced the Charlie Brown dance, which he called the dance of my namesake.

Then we went to Denny’s and he yelled at me for not liking Avocado on my sandwich, and our servers name was Tammy. He then demanded we go back to his place because I was “in no state to stop drinking!”

“Ok ok fine, but that means I’m crashing on your couch.” I huffed out of an open window, staring upwards at the Florida stars. “No, you won’t, you see, I got this bed and it sleeps two.”

He shifted the gears in his car. We sped onwards.

The next morning he took me to Starbucks. Chris had this golden Starbucks card that he loved to flaunt about and I just rolled my eyes because no one should love coffee as much as that boy did.

When he dropped me off at the bar, he gave me his signature hug and I trotted off, screaming over my shoulder that I’d be back to steal him away to Chicago someday.

And that was the last time I ever saw him.

A storm took him from me. Violent and unforgiving, terrible and pure. I remember everything about him; I remember everything about the day I found out.

They say the hurt gets better, but that’s bullshit. It just gets covered up. Shallow love that feels great at the time, but internally you’re still harboring a core so unbreakable and designingly you that the pain never changes. Sometimes, that same storm washes over me, and it feels like I’m finding out all over again. Its so overwhelming that it vertigoes everything around me, and I’m lying on the floor ugly crying because I miss him so fucking much.

It tremors and breaks the very ground I’m trying to cling to, and on some days, days like today, I just feel like letting go. To sink back into the feeling of my first love, the one that never feels like any of the others, and remember.

If you ever wonder why I am the way I am, It’s all because of Chris.

And now you know.

#personal

[bronzeflower]

Who The Fuck Writes A Ten-Page Rant?????

Also on ao3

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Chapter 7: Literary Device Kingdoms

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] --

TG: roooooooose TG: rose TG: rose TG: are you there

TT: Yes, Dave, I am here. TT: And it seems like you have adapted John’s penchant for using eight letters at a time for emphasis on various words.

TG: what really TG: goddamn it

TT: Yes, this appears to be a despicable habit that we must rid you of.

TG: please do TG: i dont want a total of eight letters exactly all the time to haunt me for the rest of my life TG: but that isnt what i came here to talk about

TT: Did you perhaps pester me to inform me of your previous conversation with Karkat?

TG: hell yeah i did

TT: I only assumed because that is what you were bugging me about previously.

TG: that is a pretty good assumption to make TG: anyway the conversation i had with karkat was really nice TG: hes a lot shoutier over text than voice TG: he types in all caps like holy shit TG: so angry TG: does some long ass metaphors TG: im still the best at them but karkat may be shooting for my place on the throne TG: make a note to watch out for that

TT: It has been noted.

TG: thank you for that rose TG: best goddamned advisor i ever had TG: i trust you completely TG: wow i sound like one of those kings that trust their shitty and evil advisor without a single thought that their advisor could potentially want to overthrow them TG: are you going to take over my kingdom rose

TT: I have no interest in ruling the Kingdom of Metaphors. TT: I am perfectly happy here in my “Palace of Prose.”

TG: thank fucking god TG: i dont think i could handle a rebellion TG: shits dangerous you know TG: do each of us get a literary device kingdom TG: if i have the kingdom of metaphors and you get the palace of prose TG: which is an awesome name btw TG: like is john the king of hyperbole TG: or jade the queen of personification TG: do they get kingdoms TG: are they opposing kingdoms TG: or are they all good friends and shit TG: does every single literary device get a kingdom or is only major ones TG: these are important questions here rose

TT: I’m not sure if John would be suited to the role of ruling over the hyperbole commonwealth. TT: I’m certain he would need to have some sort of training first. TT: He would need to become the heir to the kingdom. TT: Or he should rule over some other literary device.

TG: that makes me wonder what literary device he would rule over TG: hold up let me pull up a list TG: holy shit there are a lot of literary devices TG: i dont know what half this stuff is TG: shit ton of different types of irony TG: what the fuck is a zeugma

TT: A zeugma is a literary device that is both literal and metaphorical. TT: For example, “they covered themselves in dust and glory.”

TG: thats actually pretty cool

TT: Quite.

TG: what were we even talking about before all this literary device nonsense.

TT: I believe you were talking about the conversation you shared with Karkat.

TG: oh yeah TG: but yeah hes super long winded and his metaphors are actual works of art TG: he was actually the guy who wrote the top quality hate mail i received

TT: Really?

TG: yeah really isnt that fucking fantastic TG: you wouldnt have expected it if you were just talking to him in real life TG: but over messaging holy shit TG: absolutely glorious TG: he should really do something with that talent TG: write a fucking novel or some shit

TT: I would never have expected Karkat to be so…

TG: angry TG: long winded TG: creative with his words

TT: Yes. TT: He always seems so nice and professional. TT: Then again, I’ve only ever seen him at work, so I suppose I don’t exactly have the most accurate idea of what his personality is actually like.

TG: you also just spend your time flirting with kanaya

TT: The flirting is consensual.

TG: what are you two dating now

TT: Yes, actually.

TG: holy shit TG: did you go on a date TG: is that why you couldnt respond to my message TG: i need a brief overview of what happened stat

TT: Nothing much, really. TT: All we did was go out to lunch and walk around the park for a little while. TT: It was nice.

TG: that sounds like a fantastic date TG: very casual like a first date should be

TT: Agreed.

TG: anyway how are you doing TG: done anything interesting lately TG: something other than writing your book TG: which one are you on anyway TG: like the fifth or something or other TG: you just have a large fucking amount of books that you have written TG: and you go into these modes where you dont talk to anyone unless its the cashier at the grocery store

TT: I require food to survive, Dave. TT: But, yes, I have done something interesting lately. TT: Instead of writing a book, I opted for reading something.

TG: what really TG: what are you reading TG: actually i dont think i want to know TG: knowing you its probably something weird with a shit ton of monsters and stuff TG: not really something im interested in

TT: It's actually a novel that Kanaya recommended to me. TT: It's very interesting.

TG: well i guess if its not about monsters eating each other or a huge ass monster talking above a whisper that murders everyone its fine TG: lay it on me

TT: It's actually a series of books. TT: I'm only on the first one so far, but it holds a certain amount of charm to it.

TG: well youre going to have to do more than just tell me that the book has a certain kind of charm TG: you might want to actually tell me about the book

TT: Well, it's about a young girl who is being sent to finishing school by her family in order to become a lady. TT: However, the finishing school she is being sent to is not a normal finishing school. TT: It teaches a finishing of a different kind. TT: That is to say, it teaches young ladies to assassinate people as well as gather information.

TG: holy shit TG: that was not the direction i was expecting that to go

TT: I would recommend the book series to you. TT: You often like stories with a steampunk theme to them, and Kanaya stated that Etiquette and Espionage is a must read book for all those who love the steampunk genre.

TG: i do have to say TG: i am a little bit interested in reading the book TG: i might just go to the bookstore and buy it

TT: I knew you would be curious about it.

TG: yeah well im interested because you said there was a steampunk theme to it TG: but why were you interested in it TG: you typically go for the lovecraftian horror stories TG: god those are so fucking creepy TG: i have no earthly clue why you enjoy reading them so much TG: i personally cant stand reading those TG: ignore my tangent and answer my question instead

TT: I don't know, Dave. TT: Your tangents are awfully fun to analyze.

TG: goddamn it rose TG: youre an author not a fucking therapist TG: regardless of what your chumhandle says TG: anyway i know kanaya recommended it to you but what actually made you interested in the book

TT: I have always had a certain interest in fashion and such, particularly Victorian fashion. TT: I also enjoy the humor in the novel. TT: It is very deadpan, and it is enjoyable to read that someone wants to murder their first husband in a casual tone. TT: Don't worry though, Dave. TT: The only murder that occurs is in the last book, and the deaths are of minor characters. TT: Kanaya assured me this was such. TT: However, she did mention that there were some graphic descriptions of violence, particularly in the ending part of the last book. TT: If you don't feel comfortable with that, you don't have to read the novels.

TG: nah TG: i think i should be more or less ok TG: if i feel like i cant handle reading some part of it i can always go to you or kanaya to find out what actually happened in that part TG: but of course you read it because of people possibly murdering their future husbands TG: do you know why kanaya really liked the series

TT: Apparently, she has an interest in vampires and rainbow drinkers. TT: So there is a supernatural aspect to the book.

TG: so are there werewolves and shit as well

TT: Yes, there are.

TG: sweet TG: i probably need to get out of the house anyway TG: it will give me an excuse to stretch my legs and such

TT: Do you really require an excuse to do that?

TG: yes

TT: Well, don’t let me stop you.

TG: alright TG: ill be taking my leave

-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentacletherapist [TT] --

Now, before you leave to go to the bookstore, you needed to do one more thing.

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TG: john TG: john TG: i have a very important question for you

EB: lay it on me.

TG: what literary device kingdom would you rule

EB: that’s a really weird question, dave. EB: i think you might have to elaborate a little.

TG: so rose and i were talking TG: and we decided that I was the king of metaphors TG: we later decided that she was the queen of prose TG: which of course begged the question TG: what the fuck would you be

EB: i don’t think i want to rule an imaginary literary device kingdom! EB: it seems like a lot of responsibility.

TG: of course its a lot of goddamned responsibility TG: youre ruling a kingdom here TG: a hypothetical kingdom sure TG: but a kingdom nonetheless TG: youve got to take care of all the little people residing in your kingdom TG: but youre basically supposed to chose the literary device that you utilize the most often

EB: i can’t recall using many literary devices! EB: i think i would probably end up being the subject of one of the kingdoms.

TG: thats fair

EB: what about jade? EB: have you asked her?

TG: no but she probably rules over personification or something like that TG: you were more of a mystery

EB: i guess i’m just going to have to think about it.

TG: ill just be waiting over here for you answer TG: because this lack of information is clearly what is keeping me up at night TG: well i wont be actually waiting TG: that would just be creepy as fuck TG: ill just occasionally check pesterchum to see if you have come up with an answer yet TG: be sure to pester me when you do alright

EB: i’ll be sure to do that, dave.

TG: thanks bro TG: anyway im going to the bookstore to get a book rose recommended TG: for once it was not about horrorterrers TG: see ya later john

-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

Your curiosity had yet to be sated. You were still curious as to what literary device kingdom John would rule. This was of course purely hypothetical, but it was still something very important that you needed to know as soon as possible.

Anyway, you decided that now would be a good time as any to make your way to the bookstore. Since it was literally right down the street, you didn't actually bother going into your car and driving there. That would be pointless and stupid because then you would have to find a parking space and pay for parking and that was entirely too much work to go get a book from a bookstore that was so close to your house.

When you got to the bookstore, you started out be looking around to see if you could find the book anywhere. It occurs to you that Rose never actually told you who the author was. She only told you the name of the book, which was fine, but it would have been very helpful to actually obtain the name of the person who wrote it as well.

You also didn't know all that much about the book save for a few basic things.And like hell are you actually going to ask someone for assistance to find the book. However, Rose did give you the title of the book, which is occasionally good enough.

As you wandered through the store, you ended up being surprised at a familiar face.

Oh god. It was Karkat. And yeah, the two of you talked pretty casually over Pesterchum and Trollian respectively, but you don't really think you could handle an actual interaction with him in person again. It was too soon, and you hadn't exactly had the time to recover from the previous in person interaction you had with him.

Oh no. He just saw you.

"Oh. Dave." Karkat greeted. "This is certainly a surprise."

"Oh, yeah, hi. I mean, hello. Yo? Actually, nevermind. I guess I really did mean hi. So, hi there Karkat. How have you been doing? The store treating you well? Asshole customers not keeping you up at night are they? And, wow, you are still cute. And I'm still rambling on like I'm not able to breathe if I don't talk. Not that I can't breathe if I don't talk, but with the amount of shit coming out of my mouth, I really wouldn't be surprised at this point.Sorry, I'm not very good at talking to people in real life."

"You're not very good at talking to them over text. Whatever delusion you created to make yourself think that you are anything less than a huge fucking dork is completely and utterly false, and at this point in time, you really just should accept that you aren't that good at the social aspect of life." Karkat said.

"Karkat, I'm hurt. You of all people should know how cool of a person I am."

Karkat looked around bewildered for a moment.

"A cool person? I don't see anyone like that. All I see is some dork who wears shades indoors to look cool."

"Harsh, but I do actually wear the shades inside for a legitimate reason. My eyes are super sensitive to light, so if I ever took them off, I'm pretty sure I would go blind."

"They seem like that would be extraordinarily uncomfortable to wear while sleeping. I hope to whatever god you believe in that you don't go blind if you remove them in total darkness."

"Yeah, it's fine if I take them off when there is a low amount of light, but I don't like taking them off that often. Not only do they look super cool and protect me from the evil sunlight, they were a gift from my best bro."

"So, sunlight is evil now?" Karkat asked.

"What? No. Sunlight isn't evil now. It has always been evil. It's just been watching over us like the fucking malevolent god it is."

"I don't think the sun can be considered a god. First of all, there are stars that are way bigger than our sun and a whole lot hotter as well. Second of all, the sun is probably going to die in a couple billion years, so we have that to look forward to."

"I can't wait until the evil that the sun is gets defeated."

"Well, it's not going to be in our short ass lifetimes. I can assure you of that."

"Damn it. And here I was, looking forward to the destruction of the sun."

"Well, I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you. Unless someone makes a video or a video game where the sun blows up. I don't know." Karkat furrowed his brows. "Maybe then you can live out the fantasy of the sun blowing up? I mean, it would be better than nothing, right?"

"Fair enough. Anyway, what are you getting here at the bookstore?" You questioned.

"Well, I was trying to find a new book to read, but I can't really find anything that I haven't read yet that is in the genre I enjoy."

"You're looking for a romance book, right? Terezi said you liked romcoms and cheesy stuff like that, which is honestly kind of adorable, and please just forget I said that last part. It didn't exist. It was never said. Anyway, you clearly must read a lot to not be able to find something that you haven't read."

"I don't know what I should respond to in that sentence. It all sounded like a huge pile of feces that just won't stop coming out. Except the pile of feces is coming out of your mouth instead of your asshole."

"Maybe you should answer the part where I commented on the amount of reading you do because that is super impressive, and it isn't a creepy compliment like suddenly telling you that you are cute is." You explained.

"Ignoring the fact that you called me cute on multiple occasions, I thank you for your acknowledgment of my prowess in reading a various amount of novels."

"You're welcome. Anyway, if you are having trouble finding something to read, you could always try out a different genre, I guess. I mean, I'm pretty sure there are plenty of action books and stuff that you haven't had the pleasure of reading yet."

"I do still prefer romance novels." Karkat said. "What kind of books do you like to read? Or, I guess, more specifically, what book are you planning on getting here? Or are you just browsing?"

"Rose recommended a book series to me, but I am having a bit of trouble finding it. The first book is called Etiquette and Espionage. Have you heard of it?"

Karkat scoffed.

"Of course I've heard of it! I hear about every book with rainbow drinkers that my moirail can get her hands on! However, it was an amazing series with a properly done romance."

"There's romance in it?"

Karkat looked at you in silence for a few moments before taking a deep breath.

"Yes and a very well done romance at that. Scratch that. There are multiple romances throughout the books. Of course, you have the obligatory red romance triangle that the protagonist ends up getting herself in, but it was obvious from the beginning who she would end up with, speaking as one of her redrom interests she was, at the most, black for, even if there was a bit of red/black vacillating. However, the romantic interests are intriguing due to the sheer difference in blood color. You see, the main character is an olive blood and the two who are trying to court her are a rust blood and a seadweller respectively. Which, of course, puts her in the position of trying to choose between one far above and far below her station in society. She was already testing that, being an olive blood going to a highblood school. In addition, her redrom interests are black as hell for each other, often fighting, and it's done so subtly, and that particular romance was very interesting to read about, even if it was kind of a minor romance in the book. In addition to the redrom interests, she actually gets a moirail, and that romance is adorable as hell, and it is honestly so sweet. She also gets a blackrom interest that she never actually acts on due to that interest being someone she considers an actual enemy."

Karkat looked at you in astonishment for a moment.

"Wow. That was probably one of the first times someone has let me go on for that long about romance without telling me to shut the fuck up."

"Why the hell would I tell you to shut up?" You ask. "You're clearly passionate about it, so I see no reason to shoot down that enthusiasm."

"I, uh. Wow." Karkat just kind of stared at you, and you were beginning to start feeling pretty awkward.

So, of course, you did the only thing you could really actually do.

"Yeah, it would be really shitty of me to just fucking tell you to shut up about something you clearly enjoy talking about. Anyway, it is always super nice just to hear people talk about something they love, and it's just kind of sad when people are sorry for enjoying those sorts of things when really it shouldn't be embarrassing at all. If it's something you love, you should embrace it. It's kind of dumb that people just shoot you down like that, bro. Especially since it was really nice to see you light up like that, and oh my god, please just shut me up."

Karkat started laughing. This was the second time you had gone on a long-winded spiel that he laughed at. It was honestly pretty adorable.

"I guess you're right. Hey, you're having trouble finding Etiquette and Espionage, right? Maybe I could help you find it." Karkat suggested.

"That would be fucking fantastic. Please, show me the way to the elusive novel."

"Right this way."

You followed Karkat to an area you must have looked through ten thousand times, and he just pulled a book off the shelf and handed it to you.

"There you go."

"Holy shit. The cover is pink. Pink is such a nice color, you know? It's all happy and nice and shit, and I really should consider getting some pink into my wardrobe now that I think about it. What do you think, Karkat? Would pink fit my complexion well enough?"

"Probably. You wear red well enough, so you should be able to pull off pink really well."

"Really? Well, maybe you could go out with me to help me pick something out. Usually, I would go with my sister, but she's not very good at picking things out that I actually like, and she doesn't typically like the things that I pick out. Also, it's kind of difficult to shop for yourself, you know? Who knows? Maybe I could help you pick out something new as well. It's always nice to find things that you wouldn't usually pick out for yourself, but then you find out you really enjoy it, you know?"

"That's an odd request, but I don't really see why not."

"So you don't mind helping me out with finding a fun outfit?"

"Not at all. It would probably be fun, especially if we are helping out one another."

"Great. You can bring a friend if you want. You know, if you're uncomfortable with hanging out with me for alone for an extended period of time. It's perfectly fine." You said.

"I think I'll actually take you up on that offer. I have a friend who has been pestering me about getting a new outfit for a potential date he's going to have, and it would be fantastic if I had some extra help.He's a complete mess, and I don't know if he can tell his shoes from his cape."

"Clearly he's a fashion disaster, and we're going to have to fix it. However, I'm warning you now, I am also a fashion disaster."

Karkat looked you up and down, and your throat felt dry.

"I think I can deal with you. You're not nearly as much of a fashion disaster as you may think you are."

"Thanks for the confidence booster. Anyway, when and where do you want to meet for the shopping spree? Unless you want to go over the details over Pesterchum."

"We're already here and planning it. Might as well do it now. I'm free this Saturday. So, maybe we could meet up at noon at some restaurant for lunch and then go to the mall to shop for clothes."

"That sounds fucking fantastic. What restaurant though?"

"I could probably find some place nearby the mall to go to that isn't complete fucking shit. I'll have to ask my friend to see if he's good with that time. He probably will be though. He is almost always free. But, on the off chance that he is not, I can always message you over Trollian, but I’ll have to do that anyway to tell you the exact location and time to meet up.”

"It sounds like a plan." You stated. "Anyway, I'm going to pay for this book, and I'm hopefully going to read it at some point in time instead of just allowing it to rest upon my shelf for the rest of eternity. Mark my works. It will be read."

"Good luck with that." Karkat laughed. "But seriously, I do hope you manage to finish it. It will give us something to talk about on the outing."

"I thought we were going to talk about what kind of clothes we want to try out."

"That's actually a pretty good idea. Just let me jot that down." Karkat pretended to write something down on an imaginary notepad. "There we go. If you have any other ideas, be sure to submit them to my website so that I can fully analyze the shit out of them."

"Will do." You suddenly remembered something very important. "Also, I just remembered I need to ask you what literary device kingdom you would rule."

Karkat looked at you like you had just eaten a lemon whole, rind and all.

"What the fuck kind of question is that?"

"An important one. Come on, please answer it. I don't actually have all day, like some may believe."

"Dave, we just spend a good half hour to an hour standing here and talking to each other."

"Shit, really? Never would have guessed that much time had passed. I still would like an answer though."

"I'll think about it. I'll even message you so you can sate your burning curiosity as soon as I figure it out."

"I'll hold you to that." You said, and you finger-gunned at him. "Anyway, I should be off and actually buying this book and possibly reading it at some point in the hopefully near future."

"You do that." Karkat said.

You left kind of awkwardly. And by that, you meant you totally left in the coolest way possible. Yes. Definitely. Didn't even trip or anything. Okay. So maybe you stumbled a bit, but it's whatever, right? You were still kind of cool, and your dignity was definitely left intact.

You go up to the counter and buy your book and then make your way home. You check Pesterchum to see if John has given you an answer yet. None. Absolutely none. What blasphemy. Well, you can always pester someone else about it.

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --

TG: jade i have a very important question for you to answer TG: it is imperative that you answer this message as soon as possible TG: shits super important TG: like the world will be destroyed by a whole bunch of meteors if you dont answer this question TG: it will be fucking catastrophic for everyone involved TG: and everyone involved will just be everyone in the world TG: possibly the universe too who really knows

GG: dave

TG: what

GG: just ask me the question already!!!!

TG: oh yeah right TG: okay ill lay it on you TG: if you were the ruler of a theoretical literary device kingdom, what literary device would you be the ruler of

GG: that question is super weird :/ GG: but i guess i would rule personification??? GG: i havent really thought about it really GG: its kind of super oddly specific too

TG: maybe a little bit TG: but i knew you would rule over personification TG: john is still trying to decide what literary device kingdom he would rule over

GG: oh! GG: maybe he could rule over the hero kingdom!!

TG: is hero a literary device

GG: i think it might be more of a character arc than a literary device but this sight seems to count it as one

TG: ok i guess thats fair

GG: im going to keep looking through these literary devices GG: some of them are kind of funny!! GG: like this one called non sequitur

TG: what the fuck is that

GG: according to the site its a statement that doesnt really make any sense or have any sound logic GG: like saying that if all humans have bones and crocodiles have bones GG: then crocodiles must be humans

TG: what the fuck is that logic

GG: its called non sequitur for a reason!

TG: sounds like something you would find straight off of tumblr TG: hot off the press and ready to consume

GG: that metaphor didnt really make any sort of sense dave

TG: when do my metaphors ever make sense jade

GG: … GG: :/

TG: exactly

GG: i found a literary device that might fit john!

TG: what is it

GG: its called a parrhesia GG: which is basically a fancy way of saying freedom of speech GG: like saying what you mean and stuff like that

TG: sounds perfect TG: i will be sure to inform john of this development TG: pester me if you need anything alright

GG: ok! GG: :)

TG: … TG: 8)

-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

TG: okay so i found out what kingdom you would rule over

-- ectoBiologist [EB] is an idle chum! --

TG: alright so you arent here TG: whatever TG: ill tell you anyway TG: you would rule over the parthinian kingdom TG: that was not the correct kingdom TG: that was just a jumble of words that didn’t even make any sort of sense TG: they just happened to start with a p TG: okay just give me a second to double check what it was called TG: parrhesia TG: that still sounds like a jumble of words but i swear its an actual real word TG: it means like freedom of speech or whatever TG: boldness of speech TG: i just realized that all you guys have a literary device that begins with a p TG: prose personification parrhesia TG: and im just sitting over here on my throne of metaphors TG: … TG: super fucking weird TG: anyway TG: see ya

-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

You weren’t really sure whether or not to tell someone about seeing Karkat at the bookstore. You were kind of tired, and you were all peopled out for the day, so you just decided to go to sleep instead.

You can’t wait for Saturday.

#davekat #homestuck #dave strider #karkat vantas #john egbert #rose lalonde #jade harley

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Better Eight Than Never --- Chapter 23: Some good and knot so good feelings

VZZTVZZT

Toda groaned.

VZZTVZZT

“I’m trying to sleep, phone...” He murmured, turning over in his bed, and then cringing in pain as he put pressure on his leg. Oh right, his life wasn’t exactly normal anymore… He carefully sat up, pulling the blankets off to get a look at his leg. Bato’d put the bandage up as high as he could, most of it able to be hidden under a pair of shorts, but he’d still have to wear actual pants if he wanted to be on the safe side… He took a moment to watch a few raindrops trickle down his window before leaning over and picking up his phone; There was a chance these texts would be important. When he saw it was from Jill and neither in all caps, or spelled properly, he relaxed and pull the covers back over his lap.

J: Hey T are you up yet?

J: I was wondering how u r

T: yah im up

T: im donig okay, prty sore tho

T: wbu?

J: Im good

T: good 2 haer

J: shoulder still hurts

J: aLOT

J: not suprised ur sore tho

T: yeah

J: r u feelin sick @ all?

J: jus gathrin info 4 S

T: hm...

T: no, i dnot thik so

J: good! :D

T: :)

T: wht bout u?

J: Im fit as a skattele!

J: *Fiddle

T: lol

T: hwo fit s a skattele? :P

J: theyre pretty fit

J: easy ot fit in ym mouth!

J: omnomnomnomnom!

T: LOL XD

J: Do u like skatteles?

T: nto my al-tim favrite, btu i liek tem

J: Ok, then wh@ candies do u like?

T: nything wit choclate

T: especly milk chocolte

T: espcily peant m&ms

J: I'll keep th@ in mind. XP

J: Especially th@ u dont have a peanut allegory

J: *Alligator

J: *A L L E R G Y T: lol XD

T: yah no allergies

J: I cant type 2day!

J: it is a cuuurrseeee

T: sems lik it :P

J: A hilarious curse...

Toda wasn’t quite sure how to reply. He decided he’d try to figure it out while he got himself some clothes for that day. He carefully swung his legs over the edge of the bed and started to stand slowly, but as soon as he started to put weight on his bad leg he winced and sat back down quickly. Alright, it's fine, there's no hurry... He took a few deep breaths, then tried to stand again, putting a hand on his nightstand to brace himself as he put the weight on his leg again. “Okay, so at least I'm standing now...” He murmured as he started to limp towards the closet. Once there he leaned against the wall and looked over his available clothing. His usual layered anchor shirt needed to be washed… and to have the sleeve stitched up…  He supposed he’d wear his part-time pirate, and a pair of baggy pants he hadn’t worn in forever, that was bound to be much easier to put on than a pair of jeans, or worse… He just remembered to grab a pair of socks as well before staggering back to his bed and sitting down. Thank Judd that was over, now he could take a bit of a break before changing clothes. Oh, Jill’d messaged him again while he was picking out clothes.

J:... T, how many of th messages did u read from after u stoped rplying yetsrday?

T: um.. I ddn’t rly

T: y?

J: You may want to look again.

T: ok?

Toda frowned a little, starting to pull up the group chat. He hadn't remembered receiving a notification for one after that, though he'd had no signal just before Oz came, and his phone had been muted too--

S: Toda!

S: No

S: answer!

S: Toda Pleaes

S: Toda pleas eanswer

S: I love you

He stopped, eyes settling on the message at the bottom of the chat. "Oh." He said aloud. A blush crept up his face, his stomach butterflies seemed to wake up and promptly triple in number; some of them made their way into his chest, making it feel lighter. "Oh." He repeated, his voice a little softer this time. He couldn't seem to come up with anything else to say.

He sort of lay back for a second, staring up at the ceiling. So.. so his feelings weren't unrequited. They liked him too, loved him too. He actually started to smile, feeling some of the worry that had been sitting with him the last couple of days ebbing away. He should call them and... wait. Should he just call them and tell them? What exactly would he say? Was now even a good time? Maybe in person would be better... but that might not be for a while; he didn't know if they were going to be up to coming to the plaza today... probably not... or would it be better to let them bring it up first? He rubbed his forehead, feeling a few knots starting to mix in with the butterflies, though these were slightly different knots than before.

He realized that Jill was probably waiting for an answer, so he picked up his phone and started to bring up their 1-on-1 chat, when it... occurred to him that Simon had confessed in their group chat room. He grimaced a little, feeling his blush become darker. Oops... He brought up Jill's messages, but the only thing he could think of to say was still just:

T: oh

J: Im sosorry this wa snone of my busniess Ishount ave sad anythung imsosorry i wish idneevr seeniut Ijsut fiue

J:ds thatsome ofs waht s isupsetbout i can hear thm pacing abd i got curios and

T: nonoonno

T: its fin

T: rel yit sok

T: wai

T: r they ok?

J: Im right below their room

J: Theyre pacing more than usual

J: I think... they thought you knew they said that.

T: oh

T: no, i hdant sen it til now

T: m phon was mutde

T: nd teh siganl wsa rell bad ther

A short pause.

J: Do u like them back?

T: yeah, i do

T: I really do

J: Oh thank goodness...

Toda smiled a little, taking a deep breath and trying to get the blushing under control… Simon had been a little awkward after they’d found him… was this why? They thought he’d seen the message?

J: Theyre pacing faster D:

J: MayB when u come over u should talk 2 them

J: or @ lest try.

T: yah...

T: wold tey b up 2 tha tday?

J: MayB

J: Probably just thruogh the door tho

T: ok...

J: @ this point u stand a beter chance than me...

T: oh...?

J: We... havnt been connecting as well snce... the stuff happned.

T: oh...

Toda felt more knots, of a different kind. This wasn’t good…

J: Theyre so distant from me now.

J: Its hard...

J: Sometimes I wonder if... he said something 2 them...

T: ... yeah... its posibl...

J: I wish I could help thm

J: But our encounters r so... the complt opposte.

T: yeah...

J: sryy 4 droppin heavy stuff....

T: its ok

T: i dont mnid

J: are u sure?

T: im sure

T: :3

J: if u say so...

Toda waited a moment, then sighed and began to change his clothes. Part of him wanted to stay at home, his leg hurt so much, but he had to go to the plaza anyway to meet with the squid sisters, so he didn’t really have a choice either way.  He’d just have to take some pain medication and hope for the best. And have breakfast, if there was one thing he was fairly sure he’d never do again, it was take food for granted.

He stood up on wobbly legs and straightened his clothes, then slipped his phone into his pocket and limped toward his bedroom door. He paused with his hand over the knob, casting a glance at his Splattershot Jr. and ink tank. Nope, not going to take any chances today. He grunted and bent down to pick them up, and fastened them on before finally heading out of his room and going to get ready for the day.

Bato awoke that morning to the sound of rain tapping on glass, his room dimly tinted gray from the dappled light coming in through his window. He yawned and sat up, looking toward his bed, where he saw Hachi already awake and watching the raindrops glide down the windowpane. "Morning." He greeted, voice still a little heavy from drowsiness.

Hachi gave him a quick glance, but then looked back out the window.

He fell silent, watching the rain as well. It was awfully calming, he had to admit. “How are you feeling?” He asked.

“… Meh...” She croaked after a moment’s pause.

"Looks like it might be a while before we can leave for the plaza." He continued.

Hachi nodded.

“… How long have you been up?” He asked.

She tried to speak again, but just started to cough, deeply and painfully.

He grimaced a bit. "Do you want something to drink?" He asked her.

She nodded, rubbing her throat.

He nodded as well, then stretched and groaned, feeling a bit of pain from where Hachi’s kick had bruised, then got up to get her a cup of water. As he did, he wondered how well Toda was going to be able to watch her with his hurt leg. He could always offer to help, he supposed. And if Toda didn’t let him help, he reassured himself that he was in the same building, so he could respond quickly if something went wrong. He walked back into his room, holding out the glass of water. “Here you go.”

Hachi gave a small nod, then took the glass and took large gulps of water. When she’d finished drinking, she cleared her throat. “Testing… Okay… So what things aren't going to go according to plan with you today?" She asked, voice still a bit rough.

He chuckled. "I think right now all we have planned is to go check in with the Agents at the plaza... I guess anything else will depend on how everyone's feeling. And the weather."

She paused. "... I'm... actually hungry this morning."

"Well, that's good." He said with a nod. "It sounds like both my parents left early this morning, likely to get to work before it started raining, so... There's leftovers we can heat up again, or I could look at making something quick."

"... You have any more oranges?" She asked quietly.

"Yup." He replied. "Stepmom got quite a few the other day."

She nodded. "One of those."

"Alright... hm..." He thought for a moment. "There's still some casserole left... or... I wonder if there's still any pancake mix left, that wouldn't take too long..."

"I'm not having dinner again." She clarified.

"Okay then, that's fine." He said with a small shrug. “Do you think you’ll be able to walk by yourself today?”

“We’ll see.” She grunted, then swung her feet off the bed and stood. “… Looks like we’re okay.”

Bato nodded. “Good. Come on, let’s get some breakfast.” He turned and lead the way down the hall and into the dining room, pulling out a chair for her to sit in. “Go ahead and sit while I get you that orange.” He said, then stepped into the kitchen. As he was opening up the fridge, he got a text from Jill. He began to text her intermittently as he peeled the oranges.

J: B is it raining @ ur house 2?

B: Yup. Might be a while before we can get over there.

J: k

J: just curious.

J: hows 8?

B: She has a bit more of an appetite this morning, so that's a good sign.

J: Oh good

J: She stil fevery?

J: oh man she went through yestrday w a fever course she was so upset

B: I think she's over the fever now

B: Yeah...

J: U think u got it?

B: Not that I can tell

B: And it has been a few days now...

J: Well im not feelin it yet ethir

J: ima have 2 ask T

J: mayB its just an octo thing

B: Maybe

Bato separated the orange slices and put them on a plate, bringing them out to the dining table and setting them in front of Hachi before stepping back into the kitchen. He opened up one of the cupboards and sure enough, there was a box of pancake mix at the top. He brought it down and got ready to start cooking.

J: I realy hope we dnt get it

J: if only 4 S's sake

B: Same here

J: Did ur moms let 8 stay or did u have 2 sneak her in?

J: just curious

B: They let her stay

B: I had to do some pretty fast talking though

J: wh@ did u have 2 tell them?

B: Mostly just reassurances that nothing serious was up

B: I think SMom was starting to think that she was in trouble with the law or something

J: Well....

J: I mean shes probly not WRONG

B: Yeah, probably not

J: I hope theres a rainbow 2day

J: th@ would b cool

B: Yeah, that would b cool

J: U think 8's ever seen a rainbow?

Bato had to consider that for a moment.

B: Hm... I don't know actually

J: MayB u should ask her

J: but if she doesnt kno just leave it a surprise

B: I might do that.

J: :D

After that, Bato began to pour pancake batter onto the griddle and didn’t check his phone any further. He figured that at least if Hachi had seen a rainbow before, that wasn’t what they called it, since she didn’t know what rain was. Then again, that lingual quirk could have survived, he theorized. Language was interesting… Where had words even started in the first place? Probably the word ‘Mom’, it was easy to say, and it had such an important meaning. He’d know, he had two.

He put the pancakes onto a serving plate and turned off the burner, then went back into the dining room. "They're ready--" He broke off, realizing that Hachi was absent from her chair. He quietly cursed and slammed the plate down onto the table, then jogged to the front door. Who knew how far away she could be by now, he should have paid more attention to her, he should have--

The sound of a toilet flushing broke into his thoughts and he froze on the spot. Oh. She’d just gone to the bathroom. He sighed in relief and headed back to the kitchen, getting out another plate and some silverware, then went back into the dining room and started setting up while Hachi came back and sat down.

“Great, more forks.” She muttered.

Bato chuckled a little, turning to head back into the kitchen. "It'll be easier than last night, trust me."

“I don’t think that’s a mistake we’re going to make again.” She replied.

He huffed, then went to the fridge and got out some syrup and butter, setting them down on the table and then sitting down himself. “Alright, so these are pancakes.” He explained. “You eat them like the… um… the breakfast from the other day.”

Hachi’s nose wrinkled in disgust, and her tentacles curled up a little.

“--That is, you put butter and syrup on them to flavor them.” He continued. “Go ahead, try some.” He pushed the bottle of syrup toward her.

Hachi paused, then picked up the bottle and flicked open the cap. She sniffed it, looking a little weirded out. She poured a little on her plate and then licked some off her finger, immediately recoiling.

“Not a fan?” Bato asked.

"Why do you make everything so sweet?" She asked. "Eeegh..."

He couldn't help chuckling a little. "It's what we like, I guess." He said with a shrug, taking the bottle and drizzling some on top of his own pancakes. "You don't have to put any on if you don't want it."

Hachi hesitated, then cut off a bit of butter with her knife and then tried that, face scrunching up again.

“We don’t usually eat butter all by itself.” Bato explained. “Try putting some on a little bit of pancake and let it melt in first." He suggested.

She raised an eyebrow at him and then cut off another piece of butter, dropping it onto her stack of pancakes. She attempted to spread it, but ended up just tearing it while scowling in frustration.

"Let it melt a little first." He advised.

She sighed. “I hate that I can’t go a single meal up here without instruction...”

He paused. “It’ll get better.” As she tried to spread the butter, he dug into his own pancakes, nice, light, and fluffy. They weren’t quite as good as they could be, this box was a little old, but it was still just what he needed this morning. He glanced at Hachi as she finally got a piece of pancake into her mouth. “Well, what do you think?”

“… It’s okay.” She said.

“Not an orange, huh?” He asked.

“Nope.” She agreed.

He nodded and went back to cutting up his pancake. “So, I think I’m going to bring the backpack with me today, just in case you can’t handle walking.”

“Keep running to a minimum.” She snapped.

He nodded. “I’ll do my best.”

She nodded. "I've never thrown up while transformed and I don't want to find out how it works."

He grimaced. "Yeeeah, I can't imagine that would be pleasant."

Hachi paused. "...I say that and then I get curious, but I still don't want to know. especially not in a bag."

He couldn't help chuckling a little bit, but then nodded. "I'll try my best; hopefully we won't have a reason to run anywhere today anyway."

She. "And hopefully I can walk."

"Hopefully." He agreed, taking another bite of pancake.

They ate quietly for a while, until Hachi sighed glumly.

"... You doing alright?" Bato asked.

She shrugged. "I still hurt inside and out, and whatever these things are made of its weird."

Not knowing how to reply, he just nodded.

She paused. "Are these things made with the same thing as the sandwich?"

He nodded. "It's not quite the same, but they're both basically bread."

"Hm... is it plant?" She asked curiously. "Because it doesn't taste like meat."

"It's made with flour, which is ground-up wheat, which is a plant." He replied. "It's basically made by making a dough out of flour, water, yeast, and other things depending on the sort of bread you're making, and then baking it."

“Flour? Oh! I heard of that!” Hachi said. “I think more high up people get to have and use that… But… I thought it was made from grain?”

He blinked. “Well, wheat is a grain.”

“No no no, grain!” She said. “Little white bits about this big.” She gestured with her fingers.

He frowned a little in thought. Why did that sound familiar…? “Oh! We call that rice!” He said, finally making the connection. “Rice flour is a little bit different than wheat flour. Bao is made with rice flour, actually.”

Hachi nodded a little. “… I’ve been missing out on stuff like this all this time...”

Bato gave a huff, only a little amused. He got a text and realized he’d left Jill hanging, pulling out his phone. Though, it wasn’t Jill, it was Toda.

T: u 2 bout redy?

T: rains stppd

"It's from Toda." He said. "He's wondering if we're ready to go."

“I need some water.” Hachi said. “Then I’ll be ready to go.”

He nodded.

B: Yeah, give us about 10 minutes T: k T: tahts probly hw lng itll tke me 2 gt 2 teh elvator nyway :P

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Gold Coast Titans Nathan Peats 150th NRL game

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Gold Coast Titans Nathan Peats 150th NRL game

The beauty of a guy like Nathan Peats is everybody has a story.

My first interview with Peats was after he’d led the South Sydney under 20s to the grand final in 2010 and was making his way into the top grade a year later.

Even then he spoke of head noise and how introducing a dog into his one-bedroom inner city apartment had kept him from constantly pacing the hallways.

Watch him train and the Titans hooker is as demanding of those around him as he is of himself.

Only last week he stormed off at the end of a session when his team had lost heavily in a game of force-em-backs and on Wednesday declared a win in the same game was “the best feeling ever”.

He keeps those around him honest, and no one is safe.

His Twitter followers will know that there are many sides to the Peats personality.

His insights into the minutiae of everyday life can be genuinely funny. Sometimes angry “Nathy” rears his head.

Former teammates such as Darcy Lussick, Brad Takairangi and Konrad Hurrell are regular targets and then there are the heartfelt messages to his partner Jade and his mother, Pamela.

Peats will on Saturday play his 150th game in the NRL, a broken neck, torn pec and ACL among nine surgeries in nine years.

Walk in the door after a tough long day. Decide to go in the backyard, glance in the pool, something looks different. Oh that’s why, my whipper snipper is in there. Everyone in the house denying it. Soon to be a fight club

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) November 27, 2018

He jokes not everyone who plays hooker can be like Cameron Smith but everyone who has played with him – and against him – knows there is only one Nathan Peats.

“There’s too many blow-ups to remember them all,” says Rabbitohs half Adam Reynolds, whose father Mark and Peats’s father Geordi were such good friends that the boys would often have sleepovers as youngsters.

“I do remember playing this game when we were kids where you kick the ball through the posts and if it hits the ground it’s a point. We were forever playing that through the juniors and even when we came into the first-grade squad.

“I got the points on him one day and he wasn’t too happy with me. He’s forever holding a grudge match against someone until he gets the better of them.”

Dragons five-eighth Corey Norman, who played alongside Peats at Parramatta for three years from 2014 conceded “at the start it was a love-hate relationship between me and Peatsy”.

“To be honest, he was walking around like a grumpy old man. He used to come in, rip in at training, do weights and then head home. He just did things on his own, got in and got out for the first six months. That was just Peatsy when he came to Parra.

“We were training for Nines in 2014 and me and Haynesy [Jarryd Hayne] were getting into him in one of the drills.

Few years ago pre kids I was like I’ll never give my kids iPhone or ipad out at restaurants or cafes. Didn’t like the look. Fast forward few years with two kids. You gotta do what you have to do to keep them quiet. They are life savers. My kids are devils.

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) April 27, 2018

“We were carving him up. We were laughing at him and this was when he was still very new to the team and very Peatsy. He spat the dummy, threw the ball and walked off the field. He hated losing and when people rubbed it in his face he didn’t really like it.

“He had a pretty short fuse when I first met him but the next couple of years he relaxed a bit and wasn’t so hard on himself.

Nathan Peats and Adam Reynolds representing Souths in the under 20s grand final in 2010. ©NRL Photos

“He’s a very deep thinker about the simplest situations and sometimes he can do his own head in.

“Seeing him now, he’s a lot different to when he first came to Parra.”

Titans prop Jarrod Wallace considers it an honour to run out alongside Peats in his milestone game on Saturday but has a vastly different memory of playing against him in their days in the under 20s.

“We played a semi-final here on the Coast and we were up the whole game and they beat us just at the end and the whole game he was an absolute germ,” Wallace recalled of the 24-22 qualifying final loss.

“He was into us the whole time and pestering us but when you’ve actually got him on your team, you just love everything about him.”

On a high last night after the win I forgot to put petrol in the car and broke down on the way home. The roller coaster life of Nathan Peats

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) June 21, 2016

Pushing the boundaries

Whether real or imagined, the pressure on Nathan Peats was building.

The Titans coaching staff had decided carrying two hookers in a squad of 17 was a luxury they could not afford in 2019. With losses mounting and Mitch Rein waiting in the wings, Peats pushed his body to breaking point.

He tore his pectoral muscle in an additional gym session prior to the round-three clash with the Rabbitohs and was out for 10 weeks.

Nathan Peats on the run for NSW in 2017. ©NRL Photos

“That’s him to a tee. He’s not one to have a day off. That’s him doing extras and look what he did to himself,” says Brad Takairangi, a teammate in the 20s at Souths and also at Parramatta.

“He’s not the fastest – he’s actually the slowest – but he’s the fittest bloke I’ve ever trained with. He has this competitiveness and willingness to beat everyone, especially anyone in his position. I remember any hooker that came into the team he used to give them the shoulder, let them know that it was his spot.

“He was a competitive little bugger. He played with a broken neck for half a game, so that just sums him up.

“He wouldn’t lose a fitness test until Gutho [Clint Gutherson] came, and he was filthy about that.”

Reynolds adds: “As a young bloke coming through the ranks he out-worked anyone and he’s still got that work ethic today.

“He’s a fiery character as well but that’s just the competitor coming out in him.

“It made him into the player he is today and if he didn’t have that competitiveness in him he probably wouldn’t have gone as far as he has.

“He’s a tough bloke. He’s obviously had a few injuries in his time and if there’s someone who can play in pain it’s him.”

During the 2015 season Peats played 36 minutes of a game against the Roosters with a broken neck but was back in the Eels No.9 jersey by round one the following year.

By round 11 he was playing for the Titans.

Large slurpee at 7/11 $2 large slurpee at movies $9.50. No wonder some families cant afford to take their kids to the movies it’s a rip off

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) April 11, 2019

Off contract at the end of 2016, Peats was something of a sacrificial lamb as the Eels shed weight to be salary cap compliant, his sudden departure leaving deeper scars than the one on his neck.

“When that came out he asked me and Junior to come downstairs to his place for a chat,” says Takairangi, who along with Peats and Junior Paulo lived in the same unit complex dubbed “The Bronx”.

“He told us what was going on. He broke down telling us how much he loved Parra but how he had to go to the Titans. Once he broke down all the girls broke down, it was such a sad day.

“I think everyone knows by now but he’s a very emotional man Peatsy. He’s not afraid to cry and once he started crying the whole room was feeling it.

“To see them having to pack up and leave was very tough for him at the time.”

Norman adds: “Peatsy is so tough and competitive that the broken neck wasn’t such a big deal to him but I feel like in 2016 when he got shown the door he felt a bit let down.

Hope there are other women out there that find Tom Hardy very Attractive because the way my partner looks at the tv makes me uncomfortable

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) August 23, 2016

“He probably felt like he had put his body on the line for the club and us boys only to be shown the door.

“At that point we were starting to come together as a team. We were going to be finals bound and I feel like all that hard work he’d put in and putting his body on the line, to be shown the door was a massive let-down.”

Friendly fire

For all the training blow-ups and Twitter banter, behind the public facade of Nathan Peats lies a loyal and devoted friend.

Reynolds talks about the friendships he still shares with guys he played alongside in the under 13s and under 14s at La Perouse while he maintains an exclusive WhatsApp group with his former Bronx buddies Takairangi and Paulo.

“If you’ve got a friendship with Nath you’ve got a friendship forever,” says Reynolds.

“He values it so much and genuinely cares about the person. He’d never let you down.”

Somewhat begrudgingly, Takairangi adds: “He’s actually pretty funny.

“He finds himself funnier than most of his jokes actually are but he’s actually a funny bloke and definitely someone you can talk to about anything.

Nathan Peats barks instructions during his Eels stint. ©NRL Photos

“Even though he’s changed teams and changed states we still stay in pretty close touch.”

Even as the Titans head towards the wooden spoon on the back of nine straight losses, Peats took the time to check in on Norman as St George Illawarra waded through their own struggles, now sitting just one rung above the Gold Coast on the Telstra Premiership ladder.

“It’s been a horrible year for us and he just texted me out of the blue and said, ‘Hey mate, how’s my buddy going? Hope you’re well’,” Norman says.

Just once I would like to find my screw driver to put the kids presents together on their birthdays or Christmas. Just f•*^king once. Butter knife and swearing with frustration it is

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) December 24, 2018

“It was just a text to ask me how I was feeling and how I was travelling. He’s come so far to when I first met him.”

But given he’s always so eager to have the final say, it seems only fair that the last word on playing 150 games goes to the man himself. 

“It’s probably taken me a bit longer than I would have liked but it’s a good little achievement.”

Well said.

When you wear thongs to shopping and kick your toe on the Woolworths trolley. People thought I had tourette’s with the swear words coming out

— Nathan Peats (@nathanpeats9) February 26, 2018

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