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vidavalor · 5 months

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I’m just in the middle of reading your coffee interpretation with the Metatron and it’s so good! You are so brilliant and eloquent! But now I need to know (demanding, right? Shut up Leo, she’s doing this in her free time!) what you think of Aziraphale mouthing words to Crowley just after his talk with Metatron?

It starts at 41:12 mins and it very much looks like he’s saying “we need help”. Someone also mentioned he might be gesturing a time out with his hands, and we already know that 15 minutes went missing when looking at the clock after Crowley left (so they probably did stop time at some point there)

What do you think? Have you noticed this tidbit before? (I sure didn’t) Have a great day and thanks again for doing this!

Hi @procrastiel How's it going, love? You're making me blush. Ask away-- it's a fun stress reliever to respond lol. It's a cookie night over here so help yourself.

Not that long but throwing it under a cut for politeness.

I don't hear "help" and I listened a bunch. I heard before and still hear and lip-read Aziraphale saying "you and I" in tandem with the time-out hand gesture, which I do see and agree with. He just came back from this massively iffy conversation with The Metatron, the bookshop is burned as a place to talk... there are other things to discuss and problems to deal with first before they talk about how the night's changed things for their relationship. At minimum, the gesture and the "you and I" mean "we need to take a time out on talking about us right now as there are other things happening" and it *is* that but it's also, imo, possibly Aziraphale trying to ask Crowley to freeze time.

It's "you and I-- time out", meaning that he wants Crowley to stop time so that they can talk and plan something, as they did with Adam in S1. Crowley doesn't pick up on it. He doesn't pick up on, imo, quite a few things in the scene that he absolutely would have normally so there's something off there. You know I think he came back not exactly totally present from Heaven so...

When Aziraphale left The Metatron ("go and tell your friend the good news"), the moment he's facing away from The Metatron and all the way as the camera's on him and he's walking to the bookshop, he looks distraught. Nervous. Uncertain. He's definitely not super fucking jazzed about going to Heaven and he feels trapped but he still thinks maybe he and Crowley can find a way out of it and at least he's going now from The Metatron to talk to Crowley, right? He smiles a little at entering the bookshop, seeing Crowley across the room, and kindly/politely at Maggie & Nina as they leave. When Maggie says that she's sure that they have a lot to say, Aziraphale's expression changes and the kindly/politely smile becomes a real one -- a loving, excited one-- as he's looking to where Crowley is across the bookshop.

That's because Aziraphale realizes from what Maggie said that if she and Nina were just here talking with Crowley while Aziraphale was gone and then left with that "I'm sure you two have a lot to say" comment the moment he got back, that Crowley might have just told the humans they're closest to that he was going to ask Aziraphale to marry him.

This whole thing would have been literally bats an hour ago lol and honestly still is because the threats to them aren't over (nor are they really to Gabriel & Beezlebub, I'd wager, not that anyone realizes that in this moment but lol) but none of that matters for a moment here to Aziraphale because Crowley is going to ask him to marry him.

Crowley literally cannot wait a minute before doing so and that's everything on Aziraphale's face prior to "hold that thought" and the "you and I"/time out moment. Prior to that, we just get Aziraphale smiling at Crowley with total adoration as Crowley takes his glasses off and says he's got something to say and rambles his way into trying to get closer to saying it. Throughout all of it, Aziraphale is doing his downward hands thing that says like "take a beat, not right now" but he's not upset at what he's hearing. It's the complete opposite. He actually stops the "take a beat" hands for a moment because he's too busy just smiling at Crowley and looking at him lovingly when he can't stop rambling his way towards a proposal. He's the embodiment of fondness and love for a moment there because he knows what Crowley is trying to do and because just the sheer fucking meltiness that is that literally the second Crowley thinks they might be able to-- the very first time they're speaking alone after that-- he's trying to propose. They're borderline immortal beings who have been alive for bazillions of years but if not for the, uh, rest of S2 lol, they would have been married by sundown that day and Aziraphale was all for it but also he couldn't have Crowley say this right now because, ya know, The Metatron and all that. (Ugh the fucking Metatron lol.)

So we get the "you and I" and the subtle time out hand gesture and it's his turn to ramble and this is nervous Aziraphale rather than excited Aziraphale, imo, but that's when it takes a turn for the disaster we all know too well lol and I'd also wager that what Crowley winds up saying is not exactly what he was originally going to. In a panic, Crowley does what he always does when Aziraphale gets in his Heaven feelings and begs him to run away with him, which solves nothing and tipped it all from bad to worse. I think Aziraphale also was especially angry with it because he knows that Crowley pivoted to it, knowing he'd already been rejected a bit here, and it wasn't the marriage proposal that Aziraphale thought was coming and that Crowley had actually been intending on saying prior to the whole bit about what The Metatron said.

In the long term, as brutal as this scene is, it's actually better that it went this way because if you think it's already heartbreaking now, imagine if Aziraphale hadn't gotten Crowley to stop proposing and had let him and then told him about what The Metatron said. Imagine if he'd let Crowley get beyond the ramble and the first few sentences of what he was going to say (which were probably similar to what he ended up saying before pivoting it from proposing marriage to proposing running away together) and let him ask him to marry him... at least now Crowley's never really fully said it and so they have the option of a different run of it in the future.

re: the clock... I wouldn't put a lot of stock on the big clock by Aziraphale's desk in the bookshop. Go watch the scenes in the bookshop during 1941 in The Blitz, Part 2. The clock never actually moves and no one froze time during that part of the story. I'm fairly sure it's meant to be more of an old clock that Aziraphale has for decoration more than function. If it had two different times on it in the 2.06 bookshop scene, it was probably a continuity error-- someone jostling the clock or something between takes and not remembering exactly what time it was set to or mistakenly thinking they did remember it correctly and then it just being overlooked. I think Neil Gaiman did say the clock is a production error? Don't quote me on that but it was him or Douglas McKinnon or someone... possibly. I'm pretty sure I read that somewhere. That said...

...there is something fucked up about the time on the night of the ball but I'm not sure it's frozen time. It might be. There absolutely is something there related to time because the show has a million scenes establishing the start time of the ball at 6:30pm and then it doesn't go on for that long before the demons are attacking it and Crowley winds up in Heaven but then just after when he comes back, Nina's coffee shop should have opened a half-hour ago and it's bright and sunny and breakfast time? Where did the night go? I have the feeling it's more that we're missing time than that time was frozen because some of it feels really jumpy.

The scenes where Crowley goes from leaving Muriel's desk with them and Saraquel to suddenly being in the elevator with them but now plus Michael and Uriel felt intentionally abrupt. Michael and Uriel's sudden presence in the elevator make us aware of the fact that we're missing how they got involved here, which reminds us that we're missing some time between these two scenes, which causes us to question on some level why we are and why they were shown to us in this way... and then when they arrive back at the bookshop and it's daylight, it's like, oh, uh we're missing a *lot* of time... so there's definitely something wonky about time here.

Adding to this is the choice to show us Aziraphale's conversation with The Metatron as, essentially, mini-flashbacks set a hot minute previously that are intercut into a scene in the present. It was an unusual choice for the show that usually does flashbacks as full scenes or minisodes but it could be argued it's done to set up a mirror to it in S3 where we're flashing back in time to a matter of hours prior to scenes we just saw near the end of S2. (So, we're seeing scenes from the night we're missing.) This actually would potentially maybe be kind of like S1's whole "x hours/minutes until the end of the world" recurring thing backwards, which would be kind of neat. It might imply that we see more than just Aziraphale and The Metatron's conversation but we find out more of what happened the prior night with Crowley as well, which then adds new layers into what's going on at the very end of S2. Whatever's going on, there is definitely something weird about time, I'm just not sure that clock is the most trustworthy indicator of what it is.

#ineffable husbands #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens meta #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale

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thelaundrybitch · 2 years

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Pillow Wars - TMNT HC's

TURTLE DOVES!

I hope y'all are doing well and staying safe 🥰😘

This evening I will be answering a FABULOUS ask from @lec743

The original ask:

Can you write a story about the reader (or an OC of your choice idc) having an all out Pillow War with one of the turtles (I'd prefer it to be all four of them but that's my only preference so you can make the singular choice of turtle if your adamant about sticking to one character at a time). I want mayhem! I want blood (the blood being silly string)! I want the king to fall to their pillowy demise! laughs evil-y clears throat Anyway, I don't want there to be any romance in it, maybe just playful flirting… And that just about covers it. Hope I'm not asking too much from you.

I had a lot of fun writing this! Thank you so much for indulging me with hilarity and shenanigans!!!

I hope you like it 😘

Warnings: swearwords, fluffy butt whooping, and lots of fun 😂

Another attempt at Gender Neutral reader insert - please be kind about any mistakes I may have overlooked 💜

Shout out to my girl @leosgirl82 for being my second set of eyes and the other half of my brain

Scooby Drew strikes again 😂🥰😘💜

Reblogs only please!

Pillow Wars

Same ol' same ol'

You get to the lair

Raph is thumbing through a motorcycle magazine

Mike is sitting in the recliner playing a game

Don is in the lab

Leo is locked in his room doing GOD knows what

And you're bored.

And since no one wants to entertain you

*ominous music*

It's time to shake things up

If your memory serves you correctly

Michelangelo

Needs a good ass beating

For eating all the homemade cookies that you brought down

For EVERYONE to enjoy

However

You walked in on him

LICKING THE CONTAINER CLEAN

Despite your warnings

Of his untimely demise

If he ate all four dozen cookies

And didn't leave anything but crumbs

For everyone else.

Again.

That asshole decided to eat everything

Crumbs included.

You throw a pillow at Raph

Because you KNOW he gives a good butt whooping

And you keep walking like nothing happened

Just to stand on the sidelines to watch as the chaos ensues

Making Mike look like the culprit

Raph looks up from his magazine

*Unimpressed Raph*

*Big eyed Mike*

"Oh yeah? You little sh*t?"

Mike pleads innocence

Raph isn't buying it

Pummels Mike with a non-stop barrage of pillows

Including the couch cushions

Mike is screaming for help like a dramatic five year old

Yells for Leo to "save meeeeee"

Enter unimpressed™ Leo

He had been reading.

TF you two, cut the crap before you break something.

Mike and Raph stop for a moment

And look at each other with huge smiles

"Like your FACE!" Yells Mike

Insert Mike and Raph pelting Leo with all the pillows.

That's it.

Leo picks up the pillows and GOES AFTER Mike

Insert Mike screaming like a five year old again.

You run to the lab and get Don

OMG DON

MIKE NEEDS HELP

LIKE NOW

Don jumps up from his desk

And takes off at full speed out of the lab

You follow him

But not close

Because you're snickering

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

Don is in a panic upon seeing Raph holding Mike down so Leo can beat the shit out of him with a pillow.

Mike is still screaming like a Meemie

Everyone stops

And looks at Don

Pillow fluff is everywhere

Feathers are floating down like snow

Leo and Raph get up and point at Mike

Simultaneously they yell

"HE STARTED IT!"

Mike pleads innocence again.

You pick up one of the pillows

That had mysteriously ended up in the hall

*Wink wink*

And smack Don in the back of the head

Oops

You meant for it to hit his shell

😬☠️

Don turns around slowly

*Chucky vibes*

His glasses have half fallen off his face.

He walks over to you

S L O W L Y

He holds out a hand

A pillow materializes in his palm

*Samurai yelling as all 4 of them come after you*

*Get the snot beaten out of you*

You have fluff coming out of your ears

And feathers in places they shouldn't be

Don helps you up

Everyone is chuckling and cleaning up

When all of a sudden

Five pillows are whipped

At the speed of light

Smacking each of you square in the face

You all turn

And see…

SPLINTER?!

With his arsenal of pillows

Ready ...

For round two

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luke-hughes43 · 30 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/luke-hughes43/746567237248385024/full-blurb

YESSSS

i love you | ryan and isla

isla’s pov

ry and i are cuddling before the draft just getting alone time. he says softly, “you know any other year, you, or will, or adam, or leo go first overall.”

“i know. fucking bedard.”

“he’s lucky he’s a good kid and we all like him.”

“yea. do you think i’ll get picked high?”

“i wanna say yea sparky but you and i both know that you don’t know until your name gets called.” ry says softly. i nod against his chest and we just lay like that until my mom bangs on the door, “isla honey time to get dressed.”

i roll my eyes and sit up. ryan sighs, “text me when your ready. i wanna see you before we go.” i nod and he kisses me softly before going to his own room to get dressed.

i got a black dress for this and i really it. it’s very my style for the rare occasion i get dressed up. i decided to wear nike blazers for shoes because of my nagging foot injury, heels is not the right choice.

i text ryan and tell him i’m doing my makeup if he wants to come back. the only good thing that came from being kennedy’s doll growing up is that i know how to do my own makeup and hair.

ryan comes in, in his suit, and he looks so handsome. blue is definitely a good color on him.

he sits with me while i do the finished touches and smiles, he says, “look at you, my pretty girl.”

“your such a flirt leonard.”

“only for you”

i roll my eyes and stand to smooth out my dress. he says, “jesus isla, your beautiful.” i blush and mess with fingers. i’ve never been able to take a compliment from him.

he pulls me in for a hug just holds me for a minutes. i hear the door opens and i hear cutter say, “shit my bad. mom said it’s time to go isla.”

“ok i’m coming cut.”

ryan lifts chin so i’m looking at him and he says, “i know your nervous, but no matter what isla, i’m proud of you.”

“thanks ry. i’m proud of you too”

he smiles and kisses me softly before we go to our respective families and eventually get on the bus to the rink. we sit with gabe and will and the 4 of us are really quiet.

we get to the arena and there’s so many people. when it’s my turn to get off the bus, i take a deep breath and then walk off.

i do all the autographs and everything before going to my seat. i feel like i’m on autopilot right now. i make damn sure cutter is sitting next to me and he holds my hand. he says, “you got this sis.”

i nod and just focus on taking some deep breaths. i’m not worried about the blackhawks, they are taking connor, i’m worried about the ducks, blue jackets, and sharks.

connor’s name is called like everyone knew it would be and now the nerves kick in again. i whisper to cutter, “you have my phone right?”

“yes. i’ll give it back after you get picked”

i nod and wait for the anaheim organization to take the stage. i swear my heart stopped when they said, “the anaheim ducks are proud to select from usa development program, isla gauthier.”

as soon as i stand, cutter is tackling me into a hug. he says in my ear, “i’m so proud of you isla. you deserve every second of it. enjoy this moment.”

i hug the rest of my family and when i get back to the aisle, i see gabe, ryan, and will all there ready to hug me. i do gabe, then will, and save ry for last. ryan says while he hugs me, “i’m so proud of you baby, you deserve this. i’ll see you soon.”

i smile at my best friends and boyfriend before going down the stairs and towards the stage. i shake the commissioners hand and like blackout.

i know i did interviews and stuff but i don’t know what i said or who they were with.

back stage i saw connor and we hugged and offered our congratulations. adam went next which is nice. and then i hear the fresh prince of bel air theme song and knew that will went 4th.

i give him a big hug back stage telling him how proud i am of him. and now we’re anxiously awaiting ryan and gabe.

he says, “isla relax. he’ll go. they both will.”

“i know. i know.”

shortly after i finish an interview, i hear someone say, “the washington capitals are proud to select from the usa development program, ryan leonard.”

i’m jumping up and down and find will. i say to him, “he’s a capital! he went to washington!” will smiles and we go over to wait for him. will hugs him first so that we can have a moment before getting grabbed back into interviews.

i launch myself into his arms and say, “god i’m so proud of you ryan. so proud.”

he holds me tighter, “i’m proud of you too isla. my pretty girl.” he pulls away so he can look at me before he says, “i love you isla.”

i gasp and smile, “i love you too ryan. so much”

he hugs me again and we stay like that for as long as we can before having to go to interviews and find our families.

#ryan leonard #isla gauthier #ryan x isla

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scarisd3ad · 2 years

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Found you | Steve harrington x f!reader

Chapter one

Previous > next

Series masterlist

November 1983

-the vanishing of will byers-

"He's an asshole y/n don't even think about him" Liv said one arm wrapped around my shoulder the other holding Michele's hand. "I'm just saying he slept with me last year and now he doesn't even want to talk to me" I groaned "wait that's what you guys did that night you left?! I thought you guys just kissed!" Liv said. "Liv" i mumbled, I put my head down as we passed Nancy and Steve. "I'm sorry I'm sorry" she said. Steve looked over at us, making eye contact with me before quickly turning back towards his locker. "He's an asshole y/n, you should find someone who at least cares for you. Like my brother!" She giggled "Ew gross no" I said covering my face with my hand "come on he totally like you" she said "no he doesn't" I laughed "he's liked nancy wheeler since like the third grade" liv's eyes widened "you're sure?" she asked "yes! I'm pretty sure they're sleeping together too" I laughed "but she's dating st-"

"It didn't stop him for sleeping with me, so why would it stop her?" I said shrugging my shoulders. "But..but she's like the goody too-shoes of Hawkins you think she's sleeping with my brother?" She asked. "I babysit her little brother and sister Mike said he's always at their house" I said as we walked up to my class "welp this is my class" I said untangling myself from under liv's arm. "Yep we're continuing this conversation later though!" She shouted as she started walking down the hallway. "Totally!" I walked into the classroom and found my seat Michele following shortly behind me still half asleep. "You ok Mickey?" I asked as I sat in my seat "Yup I'm fine" she yawned as she leaned her head on my shoulder. This particular classrooms had tables all of the desks pushed together to make it kinda look like a kindergarten classroom. (I hated it it made me feel like they sent me back to like second grade) a few minutes after Michele and I arrived nancy and Steve arrived well just Steve. Steve failed this particular class last year so he had to take it again while nancy she was a year ahead taking eleventh grade instead of tenth grade English. Steve came up and sat across from me. "Hey" he mumbled "hey?" I replied quietly not trying to wake the now sleeping Michele. "I'm sorry" he said, my eyes widened before I giggled a bit "what for?" I asked cocking my head to the side a bit "for everything really, I'm an asshole." He sighed "you are" I laughed "friends?" He asked sticking his hand out to shake my hand "friends" I shook his hand. The bell rang waking Michele up. "Welcome back" I giggled as she sprung up in her seat. "Good morning class" Mrs.Girard said, some of the student replied with sad excuse of a 'good morning' it just sounded like a bunch of tired zombies trying to talk. "Ok, let's start class with attendance." Michele leaned her cheek against her arm slowly dozing off. Mrs. Girard then started to call out names each kid replying with 'here' or 'present.'

"Sidney Anderson?"

"Leo adams?"

'Tonya Allen?"

"Lea brown?"

"Bailey bell?"

Soon enough I just ended up zoning out, thinking about everything and anything. My vision became blurry as I focused less on my surroundings and more on my thoughts. My hearing also became a bit echoey if that's even a word. I wondered what my dad was doing right now? What everyone was thinking?

"Steve harrington?"

"Barbara holland?"

"Y/n hopper?"

I didn't hear my name being called I was too far into my thoughts to notice anything "y/n? Y/n? Are you ok?" Steve asked his voice a bit echoey but I could still tell who he was. "Y/n?" he snapped his fingers in front of my face waking me up from my daze. "Y/n" he pointed up towards the teacher, "oh shit" I muttered "I'm sorry" I mumbled the teacher glared at me before going on with roll. "Are you ok?" Steve asked "yeah I'm fine I've just done that since I was little sorry" I said quietly. I had done that since Sara died it was my way of dealing with all the stress of my parents fighting. When my parents should start their humongous fights I would just zone out go into my own little world until my dad came in and snapped me out of it. Now that I think about it he probably thought I was crazy I'd stare at one spot on the wall for hours while I was in my own little universe.

About thirty minutes into the double blocked class mrs. Girard called me out of class. "Mr Thompson wants to see you" she said "what why?" I asked "he just wants to talk to you y/n" she said before walking back into class. I sighed as I walked slowly down to the councilors office. It was probably because my grades were dropping they always did when they came around Sara's death date. I pushed open the door to see a way to eager mr. Thompson sitting at his desk. He has messy blonde hair and green eyes, he was on the younger side causing most of the girls to drool over him. "Hi y/n, how are you?" He asked "good I guess" I mumbled as I sat down in one of the two chairs in front of his desk. "Good, y/n your grades are dropping quit a bit, is everything okay ar home?" He asked I nodded. "Good, okay your teachers are complaining about you zoning out during class. Are you sure your ok?" He asked I shrugged my shoulders. "It's getting around the time my little sister died I guess it just shakes up my whole family" i muttered "yes okay, is you're mom and dad doing ok?" He asked "I haven't talked to my mom since I was twelve but dad he's fine" I replied as I fidgeted with my fingers. "Ok, do you have any friends y/n?" He asked I nodded "good" he replied as he wrote a few things down. "Can I go back to class or are you going to keep asking questions about my family?" I asked "yes of course you can go. Remember you can talk to me whenever you want!" He said. I sighed as I pushed open the door and almost sprinted towards my class. I knocked on the door a few times until the teacher opened the door. I walked back over to my table as practically fell back into my seat. "Woah what was that about?" Michele asked as I groaned "I'm just tired of everyone asking if I'm ok" I mumbled. The thing I liked about Michele is that she didn't ask if I was alright she didn't really care much about my family life at all. It probably wasn't healthy for my to not have at least one person who cared about my feelings but at least I didn't have it have one of those awkward moments where you cry I a friend or family member when they ask you if your alright. "Hey y/n mrs. Girard assigned this project do you wanna work with me?" Steve asked I shrugged my shoulders and said "sure" his eyes lit up "cool, okay do you want to meet somewhere tonight?" Steve asked "I've gotta babysit Nancy's siblings tonight" I sighed "we can meet at her place nance won't mind" he said "okay sure" I said.

My dad had dropped me off at the wheelers. The sun was already setting as I walked up to the wheelers front door. I had a bag slung around my shoulder filled with crayons and coloring books for holly. Normally when I babysat for the wheelers I was also babysitting for the Hendersons, Sinclair's, and the byers since will, Dustin, and Lucas always hung out at the wheelers.

The wheelers house has always been the hotspot for any of the wheeler childrens friends, even when I was in the second grade and best friends with Nancy everyone in our little friend group always gathered at Nancy's. I rang the doorbell and Ted wheeler opened the door. "Hi y/n how are you?" He asked in his rather monotoned voice "good. you?" I asked "as good as I can be" he said as he waved to my dad signaling so he can drive off. I walked past Ted and into the kitchen where Karen was tending to holly.

"Hi Karen" I said as I placed my bag onto the counter and grabbed a coloring book and some crayons. "Thank god you're here" Karen sighed "Mike and the boys are downstairs, mikes bedtime is nine thirty and eight twenty you know that don't let them manipulated you into letting them stay later. Nancy is upstairs I think she has a guy that might be coming over later I don't really know" she sighed as she grabbed her purse.

"Is it ok if I have someone come over? I've got a English project I've gotta do" I asked "yes of course" she said as she practically sprinted out of the house with Ted following behind her. I glanced up at the clock sat on the wall it was only about six o'clock. I sat down next to holly at the dinning room table. "Hi hol how are you?" I asked "good" she said quietly holly was always a rather shy kid she was only three though so she had so much more time to break out of her shell.

I placed them in front of her and she smiled up at me before quickly opened the book and began to color. I normally didn't bother mike or Nancy. Mike was alway doing some dnd shit and Nancy I just didn't ever feel like talking to her.

The door bell snapped me from the coloring page I was coloring. I sighed as I got up and walked over to the door. I opened it to see Steve with a poster in hand and a bag full of art supplies. "Hey" Steve said as I let him in. "Hi" I replied as we walked over to the kitchen table. "So the project is on a book we read so which one should we do?" Steve asked as he sat at the table next to holly. "Um how bout the one we read at the beginning of the year?" I asked his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to figure out what book I was talking about "yeah...um..yeah that one was good" he stammered "you didn't read it didn't you" I laughed. He nodded as he buried his head in his hands. "I'll tell you what it's about" I laughed.

"You're a life saver y/n" he mumbled as he placed his hand on my thigh "Steve" I pushed his hand off of my thigh. I still had a crush on Steve I don't think I'd ever be able to get over the crush I had on Steve, but I didn't want to go through the heart break I went through last year. "Yeah sorry, sorry" he muttered.

"Steve?"

Steve and I both turned around to see Nancy with Liam standing a little bit behind her. "What are you doing here dude?" Liam asked as he walked up to Steve and gave him a high five "y/n, and I had a project we had to do." Steve said. Nancy quickly walked over to the fridge and grabbed a water "yeah ok Um Liam and I are going to be upstairs" she said. Her and Liam quickly walked back upstairs. "She's cheating on you" I blurted out, my eyes widened I didn't mean to say that. I was going to lose my new friend not even a full day of being friends with him. "Y/n" he sighed "I know I'm overstepping but she is" I replied. "I know she is I'm just in love with her I can't leave her" he said. I grabbed his hand "I'm sorry" "it's okay it's fine y/n I had it coming" he sighed as I leaned my head against his shoulder.

After about an hour of working on the project it was around holly's bedtime. She was already dozing off in her seat. "I've gotta get her to bed I'll be back" I said as I scooted the chair back and standing up. I walked over to holly and picked her up. her cheek was smushed into my shoulder as I walked up the stairs. I passed by Nancy's room, her door was slightly ajar just enough that I could see in. Inside I saw Liam on top of Nancy making out. Honestly no one would've expect her to cheat on Steve. Everyone expected Steve to cheat on her (he did several times)! I quickly walked past and into hollys room. I laid her down on her bed and tucked her in before quietly walked back downstairs. I sat back down next to Steve. "You saw something didn't you?" He asked I hesitantly nodded "god dammit" he groaned as he buried his head in his hands. "I can't leave her, I'm to in love god" he sighed. I wasn't really good at consoling people I was normally the one getting consoled so I should've picked something up. "Hey Um it's okay steve" I said resting my hand on his shoulder. "It's not okay y/n! Stop saying it's fucking okay!" He shouted. I flinched back a bit from the loudness of his voice. I hated yelling so much it always scared the shit out of me it was like I just time traveled back to when I was twelve sitting in my room listening to my parents scream at each other. "shit sorry, I didn't mean to yell" he said softly grabbing my hand I quickly snapped my hand away "did I scare you I'm sorry" he said softly as he grabbed my hand again gently. "I'm sorry, let's just get back to the project" I mumbled tugging my hand away from his grip. "I'm really sorry I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just I'm so fucking pissed right now" he sighed, "it's okay Steve it's not your fault" I said softly he smiled softly down at me "you're so nice to me y/n" he laughed.

It was nine twenty nine meaning it was time for mike to go to bed. It was always so hard to get all the boys to go home and then get mike to bed. "Mike!" I shouted no answer just a bunch of shouting coming from downstairs "mike!" I shouted again before opening the door down to the garage. "Mike!" I shouted placing my hand on my hip his head quickly snapped up he was on his hands and knees on the ground looking for something "y/n, we're in the middle of a campaign!" Mike sat up on his knees "you mean the end? Your mom said nine thirty you've gotta go to bed" I said.

"No! Oh my god! Freaking idiots!"

I walked back into the kitchen, Mike followed shortly behind me "y/n, wait just twenty more minutes?!" Steve asked. I shook my "mike it's a school night, and I'm not getting in trouble again" I said. Steve still sat at the table working on the project practically falling asleep. "You can finish next week end" I said "but that'll ruin the flow!" Mike shouted "micheal!" I turned towards him as I scrubbed a dish "I'm serious, y/n the campaign took two weeks to plan how was I supposed it was gonna take ten hours?" Mike asked "you've been playing for ten hours?" I asked my eyes widened. Mike opened his mouth to speak before turning back around.

Soon enough all the boys came upstairs. "Be careful guys!" I shouted as they all walked outside.

"Do you want this?" Dustin asked holding a box of pizza in front of him. Dustin Henderson, practically a brother to me. I've been babysitting him since I was able to babysit when i was twelve. He was only in the second grade when I met him. He was friends with Sara and somehow I ended up being his babysitter once I was finally able to. I was the one who gave them their cat mews when I found her outside our house. "Nope" I replied shaking my head. He was about to go upstairs when I warned him "don't go up there give it to Steve" I said pointing to a half asleep Steve. Dustin plopped the box down on the table snapping Steve out of his half asleep state. "What's this?" Steve asked yawning "pizza you want it?" Dustin asked "hell yeah" Steve said digging in.

Mike came back in, "goodnight, y/n" he sighed as he trudged up the stairs "night, Mike" I replied as I finished washing the dishes. I returned back to my seat at the table to see Steve still munching on a piece of pizza. "You can go home if you want mikes parents aren't gonna be home for awhile" i said. Steve shook his head "Nuh uh, I'm gonna drive you home" he said with a mouthful of pizza. "We never agreed on that" I laughed "yeah but you don't need to be walking home at this time" Steve said. I rolled my eyes playfully "I don't walk home, I walk to liv's house then she gives me a ride" Steve stands up, grabs the pizza box and walks over to the trash "we'll tonight I'm giving you a ride" he said as he dropped the pizza box into the trash. He walked back over to the table and slumped down into the chair. "You know we're practically done with project. Do you wanna watch a movie?" Steve asked I shrugged my shoulders "yeah sure" I replied. Steve and I both stood up, Steve followed me into the living room. We both sat down on the couch a good amount of distance between us just encase his girlfriend decided to come down. I grabbed the remote and flipped through the channel until I found a movie. "Is this okay?" I asked, Steve just nodded.

About and hour and a half later Karen and Ted arrived. "How were they?" Karen asked as she walked into the kitchen I followed her into the kitchen to clean Steve and i's stuff up. "they were good" i replied "good good" she sighed. "Okay we'll you're free to go" she said handing me a twenty. "Thanks I'll see you friday!" I replied as I walked back into the living room to wake up Steve. I tapped him a few times until his eyes blinked open "what?" He asked his voice groggy and deep. My heart practically stopped at how attractive I thought his voice was right now. "Uh...let's go" I said quietly Steve nodded "yup" he mumbled as he stood up and followed me out of the house.

Steve unlocked his doors and I hopped into the car. Steve placed the keys into the ignition and twisted it. The engine growled before the air and music turned on. "I'm sorry about Nancy. You don't deserve that" I said quietly "I do I really do" he sighed before pulling out of the wheelers driveway. "I'm just so in love with her you know. I don't know if I'm even going to be able to break up with her" he frowned. My heart broke just a little, I've always had this dream in the back of my mind that Steve would fall in love with me, but obviously that was never going to happen. I frowned as I leaned my head against the car door. "You ok?" Steve asked "yeah my head just hurts" I mumbled. "Oh" the rest of the ride was basically in silence the only thing heard was the faint sound of the radio.

Steve pulled up to the cabin. "I'll see you in English tomorrow" he said as I got out of the car "Mhm" I hummed as I slammed the door shut and started towards the cabin. I walked up the steps and unlocked the door to see my dad half asleep on the couch watching tv. "Hey dad" I said as I sat down next to him on the couch. "Hey hun" he muttered as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. "I've got twenty bucks you wanna order a pizza?" I asked "save your money" he mumbled as he leaned his head against mine. "Dad have you eaten?" I asked he shook his head as he started to doze off. "Dad you need to eat" I said worry laced in my tone "I'm fine y/n I'll eat tomorrow let's sleep" he mumbled.

I woke up at around three am with a strange feeling of anxiety wash over me. We were still sitting on the couch, the tv was now off though. "Dad" I mumbled as I shook him awake. "Hm?" His eyes blinked open "can you call Joyce? Make sure will made it home?" I asked "what y/n it's three in the morning I'm not gonna go bother Joyce right now"

"And that's it for news center this morning, thanks for joining us. Let's hand off now to liz at the news desks. Alright thank you Donna. Turning now to local news, we're getting reports of surges and power outages all across the country"

My eyes opened my dad was still asleep. I rolled my eyes as He snored. I got up and walked to my room to see what time it was. I could hear the sounds of a dog barking which seemed a bit weird to me because we basically lived out in the woods. We moved here after mom left since she decided to sell the house it. It was a complete mess I remember when dad took me here for the first time, him and I cleaning the cabin while music played in the background. We moved here for a fresh start new house with no old memories in it. Sara's death broke my family, it truly did. Dad and mom fought all the time, about me, about Sara, sometimes it was even about stupid things.

It was around seven thirty so I decided to get ready. I heard the sound of the shower turn on so I assumed my dad had woken up. I quickly got dressed and did my hair before settling back on the couch to wait for my dad. About ten minutes after the shower turned on it turned off. I heard my dad groan as something fell on the floor. My dad came back out with his police uniform on. "Hey dad" I said as walked over to the kitchen counter. "Hi honey" he mumbled as he swollowed down his pill with a beer. "You ready?" He asked I nodded and stood up slinging my backpack over my shoulder. Dad grabbed his hat and placed it on his head before we walked out. "You babysitting tonight?" Dad asked I nodded "for the baker's" I replied "they just had a baby right?" Dad asked and I nodded again. "What time do you think you'll be back?" He asked "I dunno probably about eleven" I replied. Dad nodded and placed the keys into the ignition.

Dad pulled up to Hawkins high. I hopped out and waved goodbye to dad. I walked up to the front of the school and met up with Michele. "Hi mick!" I exclaimed "hey y/n how was babysitting?" She asked "good guess who I saw making out with Nancy though?!" I giggled "who?! Who?! Who!" She said a smile broke out on her face. Michele loved drama, no matter what even if I was about the teacher. "Liam! I told you they're hooking up" i said. "Shit really? I feel bad for Steve" she sighed. Liv and Liam both walked up. "Y/n, mick" he saluted to both of us. "Soooo..are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room?" I asked Liam's eyes filled with panic "what? What do you mean?" He lied "Liam I saw you with Nancy last night" I said "wait y/n don't tell Steve please he'll beat the shit out of me" I laughed awkwardly "well I um kinda already did" his eyes widened "y/n! What the hell!" He shouted. I took a deep breath as I stepped back at bit. "You're scaring her!" Liv hissed "no she needs to be told off for her bullshit! Why the fuck would you do that!" He shouted. Being yelled at is scary but being yelled at by a 200 pound football player is terrifying. "Do you understand you're going to get my ass kicked!" He got up in my face. My hands began to shake and tears began to well up in my eyes. "Liam you're scaring the shit out of her! Calm down!" Liv said trying to pull him away from me. "Hey what the fucks going on over here?" Steve asked Nancy standing just shortly behind him. "Are you okay y/n?" He asked I shook my head as tears threatening to spill. "Come on" Steve said grabbing my hand. "Are okay?" Steve asked as we began to walk away. Nancy stayed behind to talk to Liam. "No" I blinked back my tears. "Why was he yelling at you?" Steve asked I shook my head, and he took the hint I didn't want to talk about that. "Do you want me to walk you to our class?" Steve asked I nodded "yes please" I said quietly.

Steve was being sweet, I haven't seen him do that since the eighth grade. Steve was normally a douche bag, I had gone to the same school as him since I was seven so I should definitely know. In eighth grade Steve became friends with a bunch of the popular kids, by the time ninth grade came around he was a total asshole.

He grabbed my still shaking hand making me look up at him. He smiled softly down at me "I won't let him fuck with you" he said I smiled and nodded "thanks Steve" we walked into English, Michele was already sitting down at our table a worrier expression on her face. "Oh thank god! Y/n are you okay?" She asked as I sat down I nodded "yeah I'm fine" I mumbled "I'll beat his ass y/n I promise" she said making me giggle "don't, I'm fine I promise."

At lunch I noticed Jonathan byers wasn't there. Jonathan byers, he was practically my best friend he was the same age as me and his little brother was the same age as Sara. My dad had known Joyce since he was in high school so it was almost destined for his children and her children to become best friend. I made a mental note to call the byers when I got home and see if Jon was okay.

"Okay you need to tell me what the fuck is up with Steve, he's being so fucking nice to you!" Michele exclaimed, I rolled my eyes as I picked at my food. "He's not being nice to me" I laughed "yes he is, and he's still a huge asshole to everyone else so I want to know what the fuck did you do?" She said "I didn't do anything" I rolled my eyes as I popped a cherry tomato into my mouth "tell the truth did you suck his dick last night?" She whispered just loud enough so I could hear. My eyes widened and I pushed her shoulder "mick!" I giggled "what? I just wanted to know!" She laughed. Liv walked up sitting down "im so sorry about my brother y/n! Im gonna beat his ass when I get home" she said her face full of worry "I've been worried all day"she sighed "I'm fine Liv I promise" I said smiling. "Y/ns sucking Steve's dick!" Michele whispered to Liv "I am not!" I shouted "totally are no way he'd try and that up if it wasn't you who was getting yelled at" I scoffed "what do you mean?" I rolled my eyes and Liv began to explain "well if it was just any girl I think he'd start laughed but no he helped you why else would he do that if you're not giving him amazing fucking head" Liv giggled. I rolled my eyes again. I picked at the rather disgusting salad before I decided to open up the chocolate milk on my tray. "Your babysitting for the baker's tonight?" Michele asked as I took a sip from the milk. I nodded "aw I wanted to come over tonight" Michele sighed. "Tomorrow night?" I asked and Michele nodded.

When dad picked me up from school that day he looked pretty worried. "What's wrong dad?" I asked as I hopped into the car. "Will byers has gone missing" he sighed my eyes went wide. He couldn't have, I just saw him last night. God I knew I should've asked Steve to drive them home. "You saw him last night right?" Dad asked I nodded "did he seem normal?" He asked I nodded "you're going to find him right dad?" I asked "we're trying y/n" he sighed. "I don't think you need to go to the bakers tonight y/n" dad said. "Dad I'll be careful please, I need the money" I begged "I don't know y/n" he sighed.

"Hey!"

I jumped and looked over to the window to see Steve. "Hey" I smiled softly "are you okay after earlier?" Steve asked I nodded "what happened earlier?" Dad asked "Liam was yelling at me that's all" I mumbled "are you okay? I can sort this out if you want me to" I shook my head "it's fine dad, Steve sorted it out" I said. "I couldn't help but overhear you're conversation, chief I can go with y/n to the baker's make sure she's safe" Steve offered "if that's okay with you" dad said placing his hand on my knee. "Are you okay with that kiddo?" Dad asked and I nodded. "Well I'll see you at five?" Steve asked "Yup" I replied and he walked off. "Are you dating him now?" Dad asked "dad! No! He's dating nancy" I said my face turning red "so you like him?" Dad asked "dad!!" I groaned as I buried my face in my hands.

Five on the dot Steve harrington pulled up to my house in his bmw. He honked his horn a few times. "Bye dad!" I shouted as I ran out of the house and out towards Steve's car. My bag slung around my shoulder containing a walkie talkie (not as strong as the boy's had but it was close), and some toys for clay (their three year old). "Hey!" I exclaimed as I hopped into his car "hey pretty girl" he said a smile on his face. "Steve" I warned he sighed as he sat back in his seat "sorry" he mumbled. He pulled out onto the road and started towards the baker's house. "You can just leave if you want I don't need you to stay" I said quietly. He shook his head "Nuh uh I'm staying with you" I rolled my eye's, he was so stubborn "Steve you can just go and get drunk with your friends I know that's what you want to do" he shook his head again "I don't I wanna stay with you" he said "that kid just went missing I can't leave you by yourself" I shook my head and sighed sitting back in the seat.

We pulled up to the house, it was two stories, and painted red. You could tell they were well off just by looking at the exterior of the house. Steve and I both got out and walked up to the front door. I rang the door bell and just a few seconds later liane the kids mother answered the door. "Hey, god thanks you for coming on such short notice!" She said and then looked up at steve. "Harrington?" Steve nodded "god I haven't seen you since you were about this tall!" She exclaimed as the gestured to her knees. Steve laughed akwardly as he nodded "so are you two dating?" She asked I shook my head No as fast as I could "no, god, no. He's not even my type" lie it was a total lie, Steve was one hundred percent my type. She raised her eyebrows and nodded "hm okay you two can come inside" she said opening the door up wider so we could fit through. Steve and I both settled down on the couch while Mrs. baker went to grab the kids.

When she came back down she had about a two month old in her arms, and clay followed shortly behind her. The baby was dressed in a pink onesie with a pink bow clipped into the little amount of hair she had. "This is lily" Mrs. baker said quietly as she handed the baby to me. I craddled the baby in my arms my expression softening as I saw her tiny eyes open showing off her gorgeous green eyes. "Her bottle is in the fridge and you already know everything for clay" she said before leaving. Clay hopped up onto the couch next to me. "Hi y/n!" He exclaimed "hi bud how are you?" I asked "m'good!" He smiled up at me "how do you feel about being a big brother?" I asked. He shrugged a frown replacing the smile on his face. "You don't know?" I asked cocking my head to the side. "I dunno momma doesn't spend lots of time with me anymore" he sighed "I felt like that too when my little sister was born my dad and mom spent all their time with Sara, but I ended up loving being a big sister i actually kinda miss it" I said ruffling his hair. It wasn't a lie at all everyone knows I miss being a big sister more than anything, I missed everything about it. That's why I spend a lot of time with 'the party' and babysitting it kinda fills that void. "Once she gets bigger you're gonna love it i promise" I said softly and he nodded. "Who is he?" Clay asked furrowing his eyebrows and pointing to Steve. "I'm Steve" Steve replied. "Steve do you wanna color with me?" Clay asked hopping off the couch and running over to Steve. "Not really" Steve mumbled "Steve!" i hissed "ok fine" he sighed and clay began to jump up and down before grabbing Steve's hand and pulling him upstairs.

"Hi baby" i coo'd as I lightly tickled her belly making the most adorable smile break out onto her face. "You're so cute, arent you?" I coo'd as I stood up and made my way upstairs to see how Steve was doing. I walked over to clay and now lilys room and stood in the door way watching the two boys interact. Both Steve and clay laid on their stomachs coloring books in front of both of them. "How old are you?" Clay asked "I'm seventeen" Steve replied as he colored in an elephant. "Woah! You're so old I'm this many!" Clay exclaimed holding up three fingers. "My birthdays coming up! I'm gonna be a big boy momma says" Clay said. "Woah that's so cool buddy" Steve said his voice way softer than it usually is. I smiled as I watched the two interact. "Do you have a girlfriend?" Clay asked and Steve nodded "yeah I actually do" Steve replied "is it y/n?" Steve shook his head "no, um it's this girl her name is Nancy she's the most prettiest girl in the world" I frowned Steve was so in love with Nancy I couldn't even hold a penny to her. "Prettier than y/n? Because I think y/n's the prettiest girl in the world" Clay replied innocently "Hey Steve" Steve instantly turned his head around "yeah?" I walked into the room "can you hold her for a second I've gotta make dinner for Clay." Clays eyes instantly lit up at the mention of food. "Yeah yeah sure" I handed the baby to Steve. His facial expression softened as he held the baby. Clay jumped up and ran to me making grabby hands towards me. "Hold me too" I rolled my eyes playfully and picked him up. I fake grunted "you're getting so big Clay" i giggled as I walked down the stairs Steve following behind me. "Momma said I'm a big boy now!" Clay exclaimed "really?" I asked raising my eyebrows "mhm! Momma said since I'm turning four I'm a big boy now!"

"So what do big boy's have for dinner?" I asked.

"Mac n cheese!" Clay exclaimed "mac n cheese? Steve you want Mac n cheese?" I asked "hell yeah I do" Steve replied. I grabbed the box of Mac and cheese and placed clay down. "Go watch tv I'll call you when it's finished" Clay nodded and ran into the living room. I grabbed a pot and filled it up with water "Steve can you turn the stove on" Steve didn't answer he just turned it on and continued to interact with the baby. "Hi, oh you're so cute" he coo'd, I placed the pot of water onto the stove and sprinkled a bit of salt into the pot before pouring the noodles into the pot making sure to grab the packet of cheese. "You're fucking adorable!" Steve coo'd I quickly turned around "language!" Steve rolled his eyes "she's two months old" he said. I pointed towards Clay "he can hear you" i hissed "fine, fine" Steve groaned. He then continued his conversation with the baby. "Yeah, you're so pretty arent you" lily then began to laugh.

Once the noodles were done cooking I mixed in the cheese and then began to plate it. For clay's I added a few extra things to the plate like some fruit just to fill him up. "Clay!" I shouted instantly the kid jumped up and ran to the table. I placed a plate in front of clay and he immediately began to devour it. I then placed a bowl in front of Steve and grabbed lily from him. "You're not gonna eat?" Steve asked furrowing his eyebrows "I can't I have to feed lily" I said grabbing the bottle out of the fridge. The bottle was already filled up I just needed to heat it up. After I heated up the bottle I sat in a chair next to Steve. I placed the bottle up to lilys mouth and she instantly latched on to the bottle. She sucked down the bottle as fast as she could. "God dammit" I giggled "language!" Steve mocked with a mouthful of Mac n cheese in his mouth. I rolled my eyes and began to burp her.

After Clay finished his food I took both kids upstairs to put the to bed, leaving Steve downstairs. I first placed lily in her crib, she instantly fell asleep. Then I tucked clay in and tried to read him a book. "Big boys don't need bed time story's" Clay whined "are you sure?" I asked raising my eyebrows "yes" he said nodding "okay goodnight Clay" I said as I walked out of the room after turning off the light. "Night y/n!" I made myself downstairs to see Steve with another bowl of Mac n cheese. "What bowl are you on now?" I asked "fifth" Steve said stuffing a spoonful into his mouth. "My god" I murmured as I sat back down. He then took another spoonful and started to move it towards my mouth. "Steve I'm not hungry" i replied "come on eat" he said I rolled my eyes "I can feed myself" i grumbled. "Come on y/n/n" I rolled my eyes and gave in, he stuck the spoon in my mouth. I chewed up and swollowed the Mac n cheese before sitting back in my seat. "Let's watch a movie" Steve suggested, I nodded and stood up before Steve picked me up and placed me over his shoulder. "Steve! Put me down!" I giggled Steve just chuckled before lightly dropping me down onto the couch. Steve sat down next to me wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "I feel bad" I mumbled "about what?" Steve asked cocking his head to the side as he looked down at me. "Will, he's missing and I'm just going on with my day to day life like nothing happened" i replied tears welling up in my eyes. "He was like a little brother to me, I just don't think I can handle losing anyone else. First it was my sister, then my mom, now will. I don't think I can take it anymore" I said a tear falling down my cheek. "Hey it's ok y/n." He said softly as he wiped a tear off my cheek. "It really isn't, I'm ditching my friends to babysit and hang out with eleven year olds, because that's the only way I don't feel the pain of my sister gone. I wouldn't be surprised if all of them just left me someday" I cried. "Hey, hey I'm not really good at this I'm sorry, but it's okay. Everything's gonna be okay they're gonna find will and everything gonna be fine" he said softly. I nodded as i sniffled, “shh, it’s all gonna be okay sweetheart” he said as he pulled me into his chest. “It’s all gonna be okay.”

“Y/N! DO YOU COPY!”

I groaned as I reluctantly pulled myself away from Steve and crawled over to my bag. “Yes I copy what the fuck do you want?” I cursed “we need you at mikes like now!” Dustin said “what is it?” I asked “we can’t tell you over this I’ll explain when you get here” I groaned “fine okay I’ll be there when I’m finished babysitting.”

“God dammit we need you now!” Dustin shouted “I’m sorry I’m babysitting and their mom won’t be here for another half hour!” I shouted before stuffing my walkie back into my bag. “God they’re insufferable” I sighed as I crawled back over to Steve. Steve chuckled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder again.

“Steve!” I warned.

“What why don’t you like it when I flirt with you?” Steve asked pouting “because I don’t want to get hurt again Steve” I replied as I pushed his arm away from me.

An hour and a half later the kids mom came back. “Thank you so much” she sighed as she handed me thirty bucks. “No problem” I replied “have a good night” she replied just as we were about to walk out of the house.

“You too” I replied.

We walked out of the house, “half it?” I asked and Steve nodded. I handed him fifteen bucks “we should babysit together more often” Steve said as he stuck the money in his pocket. “Definitely, and it adds up over time. I’ve got like a hundred saved up just from the past month” I replied as I got into his car.

Steve drove over to the wheelers house, he decided to stay in the car just in case Liam was there. I knocked on the door a few times and Mrs wheeler answered. “Oh hey y/n! What are you doing here?” She asked “the boys said they needed to tell me somthing” I replied “oh well they’re just down there like they always are” she said. I thanked her and made my way down the stairs to see all the boys gathered around a little girl with a shaven head.

#fanfics #x reader #steve harrington x reader #joe keery #stranger things #will byers #joe keery x reader #joyce byers #jim hopper #steve x reader

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angelwiththeblue-box · 5 months

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Adam making Owen pancakes. I like the idea that Owen is very smitten over this gesture, and Adam is oblivious to that fact.

sorry about the wait, college got so in the way

It wasn't like Owen intended for him and Adam to stay up until 3 in the morning, it's just that sometimes with art, you get caught up in the moment (and sometimes, you don't want that moment to end, even at the cost of your sleep schedule.)

Adam woke up first, acting like it was no big deal to stay up late and wake up on time, but if there was one thing Owen had learned about Adam, it's that he never stopped surprising him.

Owen woke up two hours later, blinking sleep from his eyes. They fell asleep on the couch, Adam's long legs stretched over one of the arms and Owen on the other side, tucking himself into the couch cushions. It was just them in Adam's large house, hence the invite. Leo and Chase were at some tech retreat that Chase found, Bree was out with friends, and Mr and Mrs. Davenport were at a two day conference. (Adam confessed to him, around 1 am last night, that he's not used to being by himself, he always had his siblings with him, so whenever they're out of town, he'll either be with them, or see if he can get people over. Owen just smiled at him, the lack of sleep starting to hit him.)

"You're up!" Adam is sitting on the couch, holding a Nintendo and smiling widely. "Do you want breakfast? According to Douglas, I'm one of the better cooks in the family, but the bar is low. I can make pancakes, if you want?"

Owen sits up fully, cracking his neck and nodding. "Pancakes sound great."

Adam drops the Nintendo on the couch and heads over to the kitchen, Owen standing up and following him, taking a seat on the one of the kitchen island chairs, resting his head in his hands as Adam moves around the kitchen, setting his phone on the counter and playing music as he does, humming softly and dancing as he mixes the ingredients together. Owen watches with a soft smile on his face, a blush dusting his cheeks.

Owen slips off the chair and grabs his sketchbook and a pencil and sits back down, flipping to a blank page and starting to sketch. He might not be able to live in this moment forever, but he can document it in his own way, not wanting to forget the warmth filling his body.

#adam: burnes pasta in episode like 5 #me: yep excellent cook #im so sorry about the wait again #hope this is what u wanted!! <3 #eli answers #eli writes #owam #adam x owen #lab rats #lab rats fic #elis 1k follower celebration

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overtsexting · 6 months

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Forrest is not Camilla’s husband’s child. She's always planned to tell him, and only wanted to wait until he was old enough to understand the concept of "don't repeat this around other people."

But one time, when the siblings are all together for a picnic, the infant, who’s just learning to form words and waddle rather than crawl, starts saying “da-da” while clamouring onto Leo’s lap. Leo laughs nervously and plucks him up into his arms.

“I’m not your father, Forrest.”

But it doesn’t deter the child, who keeps repeating his new favourite word while grabbing onto Leo’s fingers, shirt, anything he can find.

Leo shoots a panicked glance to Camilla, who’s too busy giggling to help. The whole image is so heartwarming to her—the way Leo holds him so carefully and protectively without thinking.

Leo sighs and adjust’s Forrest’s position in his arms, trying to shush him.

“He’s never this affectionate with my husband,” she offers, still smiling.

This time Leo shoots her a glare. She could at least try to be subtle, and refer to the man as Forrest’s father. His pointed look is disturbed by a hand pressing into his face, and he immediately turns his attention back to the happy toddler in his arms.

Elise, who’s sitting next to Leo, giggles, and offers a finger to Forrest—which he readily grabs. “Aw, he’s just the cutest! I never imagined you’d be so good with kids, Leo!”

Leo laughs nervously, tucking the baby’s hair behind his ear. “Well, he just likes me, I suppose.”

Forrest punctuates that with another “da-da!”

“Hehe, maybe he’s right!” Her words send a jolt down Leo’s spine. “You should have your own kids, Leo! You’re adorable with a baby in your arms.”

He shoots another panicked look at Camilla, who’s just smiling at him innocently. Unhelpful.

The picnic proceeds with Forrest sitting happily on Leo’s lap, and Elise and Corrin sitting nearby to play with him. Camilla even hands Leo the bottle to feed him—which he does with far too much ease for someone who doesn’t have a child of his own and has never done this before.

When lunch comes to a close, and it’s time to leave, Camilla walks over to scoop Forrest up out of Leo’s arms.

Forrest wails suddenly, crying out for “da-da.” After a moment of Camilla bouncing him on her hip, he quiets down, but that does little to help the utter mortification painted across Leo’s face.

This is how Xander begins to piece it together. His eyes are on Leo now—the way his cheeks are pink and his head is cast down in shame. Corrin and Elise seem completely oblivious.

Forrest’s initial adamance at calling Leo “da-da” had gotten him thinking. If he didn’t know them, he might assume Forrest was Leo’s son. Forrest looks so comfortable and natural in Leo’s arms, and Leo looks natural holding him. And even though his face is chubby with infancy, Forrest’s bone structure seems oddly similar to Leo’s—more similar than that of a half-nephew. With his soft blond hair, he is a spitting image of Leo when he was in his infancy.

But that is all coincidence, right? Genetics do strange things, and babies make noises. Except… were Forrest to refer to Xander as “da-da,” Xander would just laugh it off. Leo, instead, seemed to have grown more stressed with each of Forrest’s babbles. And now, he’s staring at the ground, refusing to meet Camilla’s eyes or look at her son.

Xander lets out a resigned sigh, which prompts Leo to glance up at him. Their eyes meet. Xander can sense the fear in Leo’s eyes, and he knows Leo can see the resigned recognition in his. He knows he should be disgusted, or at least surprised, but he struggles to find it in him. With the panic in Leo’s eyes now, and the happy smile he wore as he held his son earlier, Xander finds that he can’t hold any malice toward his younger brother. All he wants is for Leo to keep smiling—any emotions he has on the subject are irrelevant.

He gives a Leo subtle nod, and the tension in his brother’s shoulders seems to deflate. Leo looks away once more in shame.

Xander sighs again. He supposes he’ll have to talk to Leo—and perhaps Camilla—about this later.

#ficlet #i suppose #shipcest #camilleo #leomilla #fates #fire emblem #camilla!forrest #ntr mention #long post

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angelasscribbles · 1 year

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Savage Love Chapter 25: Answers

Series: Savage Love

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Liam, Riley x Drake

Rating: R

Warnings: Mature themes

Word Count: 2,315

My other stuff: Master List.

I slept like shit again.

I was also more than a little sexually frustrated. It’s not that it had been that long, it hadn’t. It was the having them both in such close proximity and not being able to do anything about it that was getting to me. I was going on forty eight hours without so much as a kiss from either of them. And I don’t mean a peck on the cheek. I mean a real life, bona fide, make you go weak in the knees, tongue in the mouth kiss, damn it!

Yet they were both right up on me every time I turned around, leaning in just a little too close, brushing up against me, touching my face, holding my hand, getting in my bubble…. It was getting annoying.

And those fucking car rides. Once again, I found myself sandwiched between them. The only problem with that was that I liked it a little too much. I could feel the body heat radiating off both of them, soaking into my skin, making my skin tingle. I could smell both of them, their scents mingling like that morning when Drake laid down on Liam’s bed next to me.

I knew that all I had to do was reach out and touch either one of them. But I still couldn’t choose one while the other was standing right there.

It was really getting to be a problem.

“Leo says they’re going to grab breakfast in town and meet us at the venue for rehearsal.” Liam said as he returned his phone to his pocket.

“Great.” I said, as I turned my body toward Liam and took his hand in mine as I asked, “Now, tell the truth, are you ready for this?”

“As I’ll ever be!” He gave me a nervous smile as he squeezed my hand.

The same middle aged blonde woman from the day before greeted us when we arrived, but she was friendly this time. She showed us immediately into the same office we’d been in the previous day.

“Thank you, Susan.” The woman behind the desk said as she stood to greet us.

Katherine Boedecker had silver hair pulled back in a bun. A pair of oversized, black glasses with square lenses rested on the bridge of her aquiline nose. Her smile was warm and genuine.

She came around the desk to embrace Liam, “You probably don’t remember me! I haven’t seen you since you were a small child, but I keep up with the Cordonian news!”

“I’m sorry, I don’t, but I understand you were important to my grandmother and I’m very grateful for you taking the time to meet with us!”

“I would do anything for your grandmother. She was like a sister to me. So, how can I help you?”

“It’s come to my attention that my mother may have had another child.”

“Oh, ah….”

“Please. If I have a sibling out there, I have a right to know, don’t I?”

“Yes, of course you do. And I suppose, after all this time…” Katherine looked lost in thought for a moment then seemed to come to a decision, “I mean, the child is grown now, and maybe the danger your mother spoke about has passed.”

“So, there is a child?”

“There is.”

I knew Liam was focused on his missing sibling, but I had another question, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt, but what danger did Eleanor speak of?”

“Here’s what I know.” Katherine said, “Eleanor came home to have this child in secret. She was afraid of anyone finding out. She said she had enemies at court. She was planning to return home for Leo and Liam then flee the country. But when she went back….”

“She was murdered.” Liam supplied.

“So, her fears about being in danger were founded.” I said.

Katherine nodded, “Apparently.”

“What happened to the child?” Liam asked.

“Well, your grandmother wanted to keep her, of course-“

“It was a girl? I have a sister?”

“Yes. A beautiful little dark haired girl. Your grandmother wanted to keep her, but your mother had been adamant that they couldn’t stay here, that her enemies would find her here eventually. We couldn’t overlook that her murder meant she was right. We didn’t know the nature of the danger she was worried about, but we thought it prudent to hide the child’s identity, so the baby left here with Cora and Jackson.”

Drake’s head snapped up, “What? Jackson?”

“Yes, Jackson….Walker, I think it was, he was the head of her security detail. He accompanied her here to have the baby, then he returned after her death to help Cora and the baby get out of the country.”

I put my hand on Drake’s shoulder, trying to mitigate some of the shock, “You okay?”

“I…I’m fine.” He looked bewildered, “I mean, he was the head of her detail, so it makes sense he would have accompanied her here but…the rest….”

Drake was right. It engendered a million more questions. Jackson knew about the child. Why had he never told anyone? Why did he return to help hide the child? Was it possible he left some clue behind?

“Who is Cora?” I asked.

“Cora Illiopolis.” Katherine replied, “She accompanied your mother here, was with her through the birth and remained here to care for the child when Eleanor returned to Cordonia for the boys. They seemed close.”

I glanced at Liam. He shook his head to indicate he’d never heard the name.

“Both boys?” I asked.

Katherine nodded, “Yes, she saw Leo as her son too.”

By all accounts Eleanor had been a marvelous stepmother, treating Leo as her own. But in no universe would she have had a legal right to take him when she left. She had been planning a kidnapping? Of the heir to the throne?

None of it made any sense.

“Where can we find Cora now?”

“I don’t know. Jackson took her and the baby and they left. He said it was safer for us if we didn’t know. Maybe you could ask him.”

“That won’t be possible.” Liam informed her, “Captain Jackson Walker was killed in the line of duty a few years after my mother’s death. He was Drake’s father.”

“I’m sorry for your loss.” She replied.

Drake nodded, “Thanks.”

Katherine opened a drawer and pulled out a faded photo, pushing it across the desk to Liam, “This is the only photo we had of her. I found it in your grandmother’s possessions after she passed.”

Liam took it and ran his fingers along the edge as he gazed down at it, “What’s her name?”

“Your mother named her Lena. After her death, I forged a birth certificate making Cora her legal mother. So, wherever she is, she’s living under the name Lena Illiopolis. I’m sorry I can’t tell you more, but that’s all I know.”

Liam stood, “I understand, doctor, thank you for your time.”

“Where can we get a copy of that birth certificate?” I asked.

“I have a copy; I’ll have it couriered over to Rud’s for you.”

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“Okay, how are both of you really doing?” I asked as we rode from the office building to the venue for rehearsal.

“It’s a lot to take in.” Liam admitted

“My father knew.” Drake raked his hand through his hair as he let his head thump back into the seat, “He knew!”

“To be fair, he swore an oath to my mother. If she asked him to keep it secret, he was honor and duty bound to do so.” Liam told him.

Drake nodded thoughtfully, “I know. It’s just….like you said, it’s a lot.”

“An oath?” I asked, “Is that a normal part of the swearing in process for royal guard?”

“No.” Liam answered, “Each member of the royal family has a personal guard, one that is assigned to only them, called a crown shield. It’s considered a great honor to be chosen.”

“Yeah,” Drake added, “There’s a very rigorous vetting process to even get your credentials in front of the royal family for consideration.”

My mind scanned quickly through interactions I’d had with Leo and Liam and the various guards I’d interacted with, “Bastien is Leo’s, Alec is yours.” I said confidently.

“Yes!” Liam confirmed, “Wow, that was fast!”

“It wasn’t that hard.” I told him, “Simply a matter of noticing who is with you most often and the fact that the other guards take orders from them.”

“She’s quick like that.” Drake laughed.

“So, Jackson was Eleanor’s crown shield?” I asked.

“Yes.” Drake and Liam both answered.

I nodded. Knowing that, it made more sense that he would have felt compelled to return to protect the baby. Perhaps Eleanor has even tasked him with the baby’s safety. Given the nature of his position, he likely felt responsible for failing to protect her. Guilt could make people do a lot of otherwise unreasonable things. It’s possible he thought he still owed her for his failure and that helping hide her daughter would pay that debt.

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We arrived at the venue to find more people than expected. In addition to Leo, Maxwell and Bertrand, Olivia and Savannah were there. Olivia made sense, she was there with Leo, obviously.

“Hey, Sav!” Drake was clearly surprised, “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Bert invited me.”

“Bert?” Drake looked completely bewildered, “Why would he invite you?”

“I have a life, Drake.”

“I know! I just meant….I didn’t know you two hung out or ran in the same circles or whatever.”

Savannah looked uncomfortable.

I noticed Bertrand watching them surreptitiously from across the room. I tapped Drake on the arm. When he turned to look at me, I told him, “Hey, Walker, I think they, uh….are here together.”

“I know, she just told me that.”

For a smart man, he could be pretty fucking clueless, “No, Drake. I mean, together.”

“What? No!” He started laughing, then he turned back to his sister, “Tell her that’s ridiculous!”

Savannah didn’t laugh though.

Drake’s laughter cut off when he realized he was the only one laughing. He looked back and forth between me and his sister then over at Bertrand then back to his sister, “No!”

“No?”

“I mean…I just….really? That guy?”

“I’m a big girl, Drake. I don’t need your permission.”

“No, of course not! I just….you know what? Never mind!” He spun and walked away from her.

“Sorry!” I told her before running after him. When I caught up, I asked, “What the hell was that about?”

“I just don’t want to see my sister get hurt! Do you really think he’s serious about her?”

I shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t, maybe she’s not looking for serious. Either way, it’s their business. Right?”

Most of the tension left his shoulders, “You’re right. I just feel responsible for her, since dad is gone, and mom moved away. I’m all she has. It’s kind of my job to look out for her.”

I put my hand on his shoulder as I told him, “I’m sure she appreciates that, but she is a grown woman. And what do we say about men trying to control what women do?”

He turned his head to look at me as he tried to suppress a smile, “Oh no, we do not do that, ma’am!”

I lifted my hand from his shoulder and brought it back down, slapping him, “I told you, stop calling me ma’am!”

He spun and pinned my body to his before I had time to react, he was laughing as he nuzzled against my neck, “And I told you….never!”

I shrieked with laughter as I tried to squirm free. My struggles ceased as his playful nuzzling turned into light nipping and gentle sucking. Shit. My breathing hitched, I sank a hand into his silky hair, delighting in the way it felt between my fingers. “Fuck! If you don’t stop that, we’re going to have to go somewhere private where I can rip these clothes off of you!”

“I am fine with that.” He murmured, his warm breath against my skin.

There was a buzzing noise followed by a pop as the sound equipment came to life. Then Liam’s voice over the speakers, “Hey Drake! Get your ass up here, it’s rehearsal time!”

Drake froze, a frustrated growl escaping him.

“I’m coming!” He yelled over his shoulder, then he whispered, “To be continued, okay?”

“Mm hm.” I agreed, letting him kiss me before he released me and jogged over to the stage.

I glanced up at Liam, it was obvious he had been watching us, but when I caught his eye, there was no anger there. He gave me a mischievous grin and a waggle of his eyebrows.

Olivia sidled up to me, “You know, once I found out you were really an undercover agent, I assumed the shit you told me about Liam was made up to get on my good side. Especially after watching that little display with Drake just now.”

“What’s your point?” I asked her.

“Nothing.” She lifted and dropped her shoulders casually, “Just from where I’m standing, it seems pretty damn real for him. I care about Liam and he’s going to be my brother in law. I don’t want to see him hurt. So, which one are you actually interested in?”

I was saved from answering by Savannah, “Hey girls! Why don’t we go do some shopping and sightseeing while the guys practice? We can meet back up for dinner later.”

“Sure, Sav!” I said more brightly than I felt, “I’d love to!”

Anything to get out of answering that question. For Olivia. For the two of them. For myself.

Because the more time I spent with them, the more muddled the answer became.

Or the clearer.

The answer was both.

I wanted both.

#savage love #angelasscribbles #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #trr poly #why choose #the royal romance fanfic #choices fanfic #choices #trr #drake walker #liam rys #agent riley brooks

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ebonyslasher · 3 months

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Not sure if you'd be up for it, but may I request some Leo Kasper/Daniel Lamb action?

Sure, that's totally fine. Had to think about it for a bit. I hope I can do MLM slash justice. You didn't specify what type of action you wanted, so I just made up a random scenario.

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Light feet hit burnt orange as Daniel quickly made his way through the dingy hallway. His breath was becoming quicker with each step, turning into short pants. He unconsciously quiets his pants, making sure to not get caught by the pimps attempting to chase him.

Daniel confidently walked into Bee's Honey pot, adamant on talking to Judy. According to Leo, the grimy place was a brothel front for The Project. It wasn’t far from the sex dungeon trap he first met her at. Meaning, she had to be there. He stalks through the place, taking out various enemies along the way. Something he was, unfortunately, getting used to.

However, it seems like he made the wrong move. 3 pimps were chasing him due to a miscalculation, and they were pissed. Dangerous men bask in the feeling of anger, thinking that their ragged, increased testosterone made them feel like real men. They were so simple to figure out, but Daniel knows that with the anger came fervor and determination. With his surprising stamina, he could usually lose his enemies by disappearing into the darkness. With this being a motel, he just needed to find a corner and an unlocked room nearby.

He spots a nearby corner as his new target, cranking up his speed so he could lose these pimps. After he spins around the corner, he quickly stops into a dark spot within the corridor to hear if he lost them.

"I saw his ass turn that corner!," one of the pimps shouted. Shit! That trick usually worked. What was he going to do? There was no time to think up a plan, Daniel started to move again, trying any and every door he could come across. He hears them gaining on him with each door knob jiggle, his panting turning into a slight wheeze. Goosebumps flitted up his skin, making his hair raise. It felt like they were right on his neck.

Daniel felt his heart drop and his eyes started to water. It felt like he was on the edge of having a panic attack. This was not the time for this shit, he needed to hide!

He, finally, finds an unlocked door and goes inside. It's pitch dark. He slams his hands against the wall, feeling his way through the room. He quickly finds a closet door. Yanking it open, he slides inside and crouches down, makes himself as small as possible.

As he waited, he could hear the men arguing, wondering where he was. Maybe he actually lost them this time? His breathing began to slow, finding some stability and control in this wild situation. He was just beginning to calm down as they started to leave. However, he heard one thing that made his soul tumble.

"Hold on…let’s look in these rooms one by one til we find that motherfucker!"

Oh no.

oh no...no.

no.no.no.no.noooooooooo.

His breath began to quicken again. Simultaneously, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He grabs the back of his head and squeezes. A tightening sensation spread through his chest that was painful. Plopping down onto the ground, he attempts to bring his hands to his chest, but it was a chore. His limbs felt weak, as they fell to his lap. He began to tremble and gasp for air.

As Daniel starts to work through his panic attack, he hears a gruff voice harshly whisper, "Damnit Danny, this is not the time for this shit!"

It was Leo, making his very convenient appearance. Where the hell was he earlier? And, as always, Leo never helped in these situations. Well, emotionally at least. His comment causes Daniel’s eyes to water, tears falling down his vanilla white face. He felt himself start to hyperventilate, causing him to panic even more. The sounds could alert the pimps of where they were. In the background, Daniel could hear muffled yelling coming from his gruff partner. The only words he could make out were, “You breathe any louder….gonna fucking kill us both!”

Again, his comments ...not helping! Daniel, obviously, did not want to have a panic attack at all. Especially at a time like this. These reactions were involuntary. His body and mind were fighting for the control that was slipping past it.

“Danny, I got you. I’ll handle it. Fuck. Just man up already!” Leo says, trying to comfort Daniel. It was obvious to him that being tough on the gentle guy didn’t always work. What he’s learned so far is that offering to take over usually helped him calm down.

Daniel scrunched his eyes, trying to find a semblance of control. Hearing Leo’s offer to take the forefront made him relax slightly. The faster he could calm down, the faster he could help Leo handle the enemies.

As he tries to relax, they both hear a resounding boom and crack. He freezes as he hears frantic scrambling and cussing nearby. They were right next door.

Any control that he tried to conjure up snapped, and he was full blown having a panic attack.

Leo could faintly feel the point of no return within Daniel. He could hear his pitiful sounds that were, very unfortunately, getting louder. He could feel the tears running down their face, the contraction of muscles as lungs gasped for air, the swelled pain in their chest, and the feeling of helplessness. The phantom effects of the attack were starting to make Leo panic, which was pissing him off to no end. Something drastic needed to happen to get Daniel to stop and Leo to take control.

With anger, frustration, and a bit of pity; he does something without thinking to shut him up. Leo springs forward, grabbing Daniel’s face quickly. Daniel feels the light touch, but doesn’t really react, too out of his mind. Leo brings his face in and smashes his lips against Daniels.

Leo scrunched his eyes to not acknowledge what he was doing. All he could allow himself to focus on was the odd, soft feeling of his own lips against Daniel’s. He could faintly feel Daniel’s side as well, making it a very unique experience. Both of their lips were chapped and unmoving. He could feel the tears rolling down Daniels’ face with their collision.

Daniel, wide eyed, doesn’t return the kiss. He’s too flabbergasted at the gall, especially during this situation. But, he couldn’t help but note that Leo’s lips were so soft, contrasting the phantom gruff sensation of Leo’s beard against his own. His nose scrunched to the side, awkwardly, sitting against Leo’s face. He was having an out of body experience.

Leo pulls back, a small smack at the contact was the only sound to fill their temporary safe zone. Even though they couldn’t see each other, Leo snaps his head away in embarrassment. The pressure of the blush against his cheeks was humiliating. He felt downright odd after what he’d done, but it seemed like it worked. He was slightly happy that his desperate attempt worked. It was only a moment later that Daniel responded.

“You can’t just kiss someone while in a panic attack, Leo. It doesn’t work.” Daniel stated, his voice eerily calm.

“Well, it obviously worked with you, dumbass. Come on. They’re getting closer and I'm itching to kill.”

Getting up, Leo faces the inside of the closet door, ready to kill to get his mind off of the weird moment. Daniel mimics his actions, getting up robotically. He feels confused and a little giddy?

Whatever that meant, it was something that he couldn’t analyze as he heard the door to the door get kicked open. Revitalized, he waits for his first victim to cross the barrier.

#slasher x slasher #leo kasper #daniel lamb #manhunt 2 #leo x daniel

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agaypanic · 6 months

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I saw that you were interested in lab rats requests, and I'm obsessed with that show and have like a billion thoughts in my head so can i request a chase davenport x reader, where the reader is perry's niece and shes kind of a grey character. Like she's mean to everyone who deserves it, especially those who are mean to Chase, which is honestly a lot of people. Similar to Jade from victorious but less intense lol. One day she just goes off and Chase is just so into it.

Chase Davenport With Principal Perry's Niece Headcanons

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Request Something!

A/N: fun fact, i know jade from clips on tiktok, but ive actually never really seen victorious aside from one episode that my ex made me watch years ago that i barely paid attention to lol

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He’s a bit scared of you at first

He thinks you’ll be like your aunt, who’s a bit of a nightmare

But he’s quickly proven wrong when you’re left alone

“You! Dorky twerp!” Principal Perry pointed at Chase and his siblings, and they all looked at her confused.

“Think that means you, bud,” Adam said, pushing Chase towards the woman before running off, Bree and Leo hot on his heels. Chase hesitantly closed the distance between him and Perry.

“Yes, Principal Perry?”

“Meet my niece, Y/n.” It was then that he noticed you, standing beside your aunt. You wore a bored expression. “She’s new here, moved in with me because her parents are fighting for custody, and the judge thinks they’re both incompetent.”

“Aunt Terry…” You groaned, wishing she didn’t always feel the need to share such personal and unnecessary information.

“Anyways, I want you to show her to her classes.” Perry leaned in close to Chase, glaring at him. “Make a move on her, and you’re dead meat, Daven-dork.”

You and Chase watched her walk away, somewhat mortified. Then you looked at each other in an awkward silence. You were the first to speak.

“Sorry about her…” You laughed a little, trying to lighten the mood. “What’s your name?”

“Chase.” He responded, a bit taken aback. If he was being honest, he thought that there was something in Perry’s DNA that made her the crabby, mean woman she was. So it would’ve made sense if everyone related to her was similar. “Chase Davenport.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” You smile, holding your hand out for him to shake. He smiled back as he shook your hand.

“Nice to meet you, too.”

You quickly become inseparable, much to your aunt’s chagrin

You’re a lot nicer than her, which surprises everyone

But that doesn’t mean you’re never mean

Luckily, it’s only to people who deserve it

Trent was quick to become a pain in your ass. Not directly to you; he was too scared of Perry’s wrath. But the way he treated Chase and his siblings pissed you off. Chase told you not to worry about it, that he was used to it, but you weren’t having it.

“Just because you’re used to it doesn’t mean you should be, Chase.” You say as he told you for the tenth time today to forget about Trent and his behavior.

“Aw, it’s cute that you care,” Chase said, laughing when you jokingly pushed him and told him to be quiet. But then he got pushed again, only this time much rougher.

“This kid bothering you, Y/n?” Trent asked with a flirty grin, getting close. You rolled your eyes, pushing past him to get back to Chase.

“No, but someone else is.” You say with a deadpan tone, staring intensely at Trent. He looked around the hall.

“Who?”

“Jesus.” You muttered, you and Chase snickering to each other as you walked away.

Sometimes, your anger gets the best of you

Like when Chase’s bullies start to get a bit physical

You fight back more than he does

After what felt like forever, you got out of your last class of the day and went to the main hall to wait for Chase. He was often waiting for you by his locker, ready to walk you home.

But today, he wasn’t the only person at his locker. A few guys from the football team surrounded him, pushing him whenever he tried to move away.

“Fellas, come on.” He laughed nervously.

“Shut up, nerd!”

“Hey!” You shouted from across the hall, effectively grabbing all of the boys’ attention. You stomped over to them. “Leave him alone.”

The jocks all turned to surround you, looking amused.

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?” One of them asked, leaning close to you. “You know, I’m not afraid to hit a girl.”

“I’m not either.” You responded before stomping on his foot and punching him in the stomach. He yelped in pain, and his friends backed away. You grabbed the boy by the ear, making him wince. “Considering football is probably the only thing you and your friends are good at, I suggest you apologize and get the hell out of here. Unless you wanna try to play with some broken fingers?”

The jock immediately shook his head, the others doing the same.

“I’m sorry.” He squeaked.

“I’m not the one you should be saying that to.” You let go of his ear and pushed him towards Chase. Chase stepped aside, watching the football player run into the lockers from the force of your shoving.

“Sorry…” He said to Chase before looking at his friends and running away with them. The apology didn’t seem too genuine, sounding more scared than anything else. But it was a start.

“You okay?” You asked, looking Chase up and down for any possible damage. He stared at you in slight shock, slowly nodding. You smiled and held your hand out. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

Chase swiftly grabbed your hand, walking out of the school with you.

“That was hot.” The short but serious sentence made you laugh.

#agaypanic #chase davenport x reader #chase davenport #lab rats x reader #lab rats

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eric-the-bmo · 11 months

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eep I'm bad at thinking of questions, any fun facts about your characters??? ooh or actually I've just been discussing music, what kinda music do your characters listen to?

[this might be rambe-y im so sorry lmao]

oooh!!! yes i like this one, Music Time

John listens to folk punk and whatever genre Lore Huron and Hozier are. (also a bit of vocaloid, solely because of Shelby)

Theodore listen to like. Cool electronic music. Haven't determined the exact genre but its very Computer

Once again I don't know the genre but I think Leo doesn't quite have a favorite genre? Since his memories got blasted he's not quite sure anymore, but in my brain I associate him with Matt Maeson a lot since I was listening to his songs a bunch when creating him.

Annabelle's setting has a 1920s kind of vibe (at least the kingdom she lives in does), and so she enjoys that kind of old-timey jams!

Ven and John actually have like, really similar music tastes, sans the vocaloid bc it doesnt exist in Ven's universe. Folk Punk is Ven's guilty pleasure

I... I don't think Apollo listens to music. Like I dont think the City has any save for idk, Latin choirs or whatever.

....has Rhidian even heard music since he became a Nothic. bro does he know what that is /hj

Murmur listens to like. So much vocaloid/pop/electronic music. They love it sm they blast it near 24/7 into their earbuds

hmm Fun Facts (a mix of Character and Developmental):

Theodore admitted during the White House Heist (have I even told yall about that) that he's been thrown out of a window before

Theodore's got a roommate named Steve and like. He was only around for the first session and I miss him sm, that guy was great

Theo please stop skipping your fucking classes

Ven likes peppermint tea. Peppermint tea is also known to help with headaches, which he gets a lot!

Shelby was 22 when she met John (aka hit him with her car)

Shelby was also intended to be a self-insert when I first made her; she was the Mundane for MoTW, but then I got to wondering "what if she and John were friends" and the rest was history

She's also a twitch streamer solely bc i realized she needed a job and that was the funniest option to me

John's limbs are very long in proportion to the rest of his body! His arms are like, Super Long

Rhidian dislikes touch; not only because it's been a Very Long Time since anyone's touched him, but also because he wants the first person he touches to be his girlfriend- once she gets a physical body, of course (they are going to hold hands and kiss <3)

Annabelle is So Adamant in the fact she's not part of Warrick's family; she's his secretary, and not his daughter, thank you very much- but she always participates during Family Game Night

She also would like collecting vinyls :-)

Leo's heterochromia happened because I couldn't determine which eye color he should have, and so I gave him Both

His eyes have become my Favorite Thing about them, and there's like. So much symbolism in them dude. I'd ramble more but my fellow VtM players follow me here.

On the subject of Leo, he was originally created in 2020 as an entity that lived in TV static and would try to drag people in, as he was desperate for company- as you can see, he's changed A Lot from his original concept

Leo's original concept has since been recycled for a potential Rapture Heights monster that I've taken to calling Hijack.

Apollo and Leo both have a habit of holding their hands together when they miss their partner/exes- and it's actually a habit I myself have picked up.

John's whole NotDeer thing started because I had told a librarian about him, and admitted I didn't know what kind of monster he was yet- and she asked if he was a deer monster due to his last name. Thank you Ms Librarian u changed his entire trajectory thank u <3

Did you know there's a visual novel about a character also John Doe? He's eerily similar to mine in terms of visual, I think

Valentine was created after/ while I was reading the DIE comic series- the main character's scene in prison was the main inspiration for him.

Due to enchantment magic having the potential to be used for Awful Things, I explicitly made Valentine to be a sex-repulsed asexual, and intended for him to be aromantic as well.

Valetine killed Velma (yeah, from Scooby Doo) during his one-shot

Oh, and fun fact about me: in my dnd server, I'm the reason there's a rule stating that one-shot characters need to be able to breathe <3

#eric finally speaks #ask answered #john doe vibes #ven vibes #annabelle vibes #leo vibes #rhidian vibes #shelby vibes #valentine vibes #apollo vibes #theodore vibes #is this coherent #i think im a bit tipsy as i was writing all tis but whatevr

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Overlooked(Lab Rats One-Shot)

Douglas hadn’t planned on coming out the Academy this soon, but he had heard about something with the kid. Douglas had a soft spot for Leo, even if he wouldn’t usually admit it out loud.

Douglas has searched the whole of the side of the Academy and no Leo. Next, he starts looking outside. Douglas ends up finding Leo sitting by himself on a beach outside with his arms and legs close to his chest. Leo is staring off at the horizon.

“I thought I’d find out here kid,” Douglas says. Douglas sits down next to Leo.

“It’s not like I was hiding.” Leo comments.

“I heard about the whole nearly sinking island fiasco. I came to see if you were alright.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Don’t sound fine.”

“Look Douglas, it doesn’t matter. I am still stuck as a student…”

“Kid, why does it bother you so much? I get the whole wounded ego thing… this is different isn’t it?”

“Douglas, I’m not exactly the strongest guy here or even smartest one. I am just me… and clearly that’s not enough…” Leo cuts himself off leaving his thought unfinished.

“So, this isn’t about status either.”

“All I’ve ever wanted is to be seen and treated as an equal in my own family. Turning me into a student rather a mentor like the rest of them just shows how they really see me… Leo, their barely bionic little brother…”

“Even Adam got to be mentor and if I had to guess Douglas will too,” Leo thought. Leo wouldn’t hold against him. It just wasn’t fair that he only member of the family stuck as a student.

“Leo, I don’t see you that way… and I get being overlooked. Donnie was always the golden boy when we were growing up…”

“What did you do about it? The whole being overlooked thing, I mean.”

“Well, it sort of helped lead me into my evil days. Not exactly advice I’d recommend.”

Leo laughs. “Do you think that they’ll ever see me as something more than this?”

“I can’t say for certain… but hey, you and me can still train! I can help you work your way up Donnie’s ranks faster!”

“Thanks Douglas.”

“You’re welcome.”

Douglas a firm hand on Leo shoulder and the kid smiles in return.

***

Douglas was planing to just head back to house, but something in him couldn’t leave this alone. He knows the kid won’t always say what’s really bothering him… and his brother or anyone else won’t bother to ask Leo what’s really wrong. Darn this kid.

Douglas sees his brother and walks up. Douglas is mad.

“You know, Donnie, it wouldn’t kill you to consider the kid’s feelings ever once and awhile.”

“What on earth are you talking about Douglas?”

“I’m talking about Leo.”

“Leo? This is about Leo.”

“Yeah it is. Look, I get that I’m not his dad, but you are.” Donald starts to up his hands as if to say ‘no I’m not’. Douglas takes a finger and points at his brother. “Yeah, ya are, Donnie! He’s the only one in this whole family that’s not a mentor. Didn’t you think for one second that maybe making him a student would upset him?”

“This is a pattern for Leo. He doesn’t get where he wants to go fast enough and he throws a fit. Leo is old enough now to not need to placated to. Douglas, he still has a lot to learn about his bionics and being a hero.”

“I’m not arguing that kid has a lot to learn, but the kid shouldn’t have to be just a student.”

“He is still member of this family. And, Douglas, I’m not changing my mind just to satisfy Leo’s ego.”

“Yeah, yeah...” Douglas waves his hands in a dismissive way and starts to walk away, “I figured as much. You’ve always been stubborn.” Douglas mutters that last part.

At least Douglas can’t say he didn’t try to help the kid out by talking to his so-called step father. Douglas wonders that when he gets to house that maybe he should tell Tasha. That woman is a force nature, especially when it comes to her kids. Douglas quickly decides that’s not a good idea. If Leo wanted his mother involved, then he would have already told her.

Douglas later decided to not take on official mentor status at the academy. Douglas knew that wasn’t much, but at least the kid wouldn’t have to watch one more member of the family be a mentor.

A few months down the line when the kid formed his own team, Douglas couldn’t say he was shocked. He couldn’t even say he shocked over the fact that the president didn’t include in the kid the award that the team was getting. Douglas was shocked when he heard about the accident with Taylor. He was even more surprised when Leo quit the team and academy.

***

Donald about a day after Leo led the academy went and found Douglas. Donald’s mind keeps going back to that conversation he had with Douglas awhile back. He has to know.

“Douglas, I need to talk to you.”

“That’s a little ominous, but okay.”

“Remember when you talked me about Leo wanting to be a mentor. Was Leo feeling like how he was feeling when he made his own team?”

“Why else do you think I talked to you about it, Donald?! It’s not like I’m all touch-ie feel-y.”

“I’m not a mind-reader.”

“He’s your son.”

“Then why didn’t he tell me how he was feeling rather suppose I’d know? What he is?! A girl?”

“He was raised by his mother. Or maybe he did say something and you just weren’t listening.”

Donald sigh. He doesn’t pay the best attention to his kids. He gets so wrapped up in work… “I really mess this one up, didn’t I?”

“Can’t argue with that…”

***

“Leo, honey,” Tasha had been trying to get Leo out his room since he came home a few days ago. It hasn’t worked. “You can’t stay cooped up in your room forever. At very least come out and eat something.”

Leo sighs. He knows she’s right… mom usually right. Not that Leo would tell her that. Leo gets off his bed, realizes it’s past noon, and he’s still in his PJs. He goes the closet grabs the first clean shirt and over shirt. Then Leo grabs a pair jeans off the floor along with his shoes and socks.

Leo doesn’t look the best once he finally dressed, but he is presentable and not still in PJs. Leo exits his room where his mom is waiting just outside. She holds her arms wide open and Leo melts in the embrace.

After a few minutes, Tasha guides her son to kitchen where she had a sandwich already made for him. Leo eats in silence and Tasha lets him.

“Leo, I think it might a good if you go back to school,” Tasha says after Leo finishes.

“Back to Mission Creek High? Without Adam, Bree, and Chase?”

“It’s not Perry is there anymore and school will help you wake up on a more normal sleep schedule. Don’t think I don’t know you were just getting out bed when you came out.”

“Mom, it’s just going to be weird without them there.”

“I know, but it’s happening.”

“So this was one of these where you are not asking if I do to something or not, you telling me.”

“Sorry, honey. This is one I am asking, maybe reconsider counseling. It could do you some good. Counseling is just someone who listens to you that’s not me. For my sake please, think about trying counseling.”

“Let’s say I do go. If I don’t like it after going two or three times, I won’t have to go back.”

“I think that would be reasonable, if you went in with a open mind.”

“Then I think, yeah, I’m willing to try.”

Tasha nods. This wasn’t much but, it was first step in helping her son get some much needed healing.

***

About a week in, Douglas finds the kid sitting in the living room alone without the tv or his phone on. Douglas sits down next to the kid.

“Douglas, I don’t need another talk.”

“Kid, I wasn’t going to get to go back to the island or anything. I just wanted to see if you are okay.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Kid.” Douglas looks at Leo unconvinced.

“What do you want me say?! That’s I’m not okay. That I hurt my friend. That I hurt her permanently. That I really royally Leo-ed this one up.”

“Kid… I know that things aren’t great… but you can’t hide from everything.”

“I’m not hiding. I won’t let anyone else get hurt because of me.”

Douglas nods. “At the very least, don’t just sit here and do nothing. Let’s watch a show or play a game.”

The kid smiles. Douglas is pleased with himself. It’s good to see the kid smiling again.

***

After a day or so, Douglas wonders if there is way to help Taylor get around better. Chase, Donnie, and himself have already tried to fully restore her sight with no luck. Douglas decides he will try and come up with a way that will help move around the world close to as she did before.

Douglas has always felt partly responsible for Krane’s solders. He gave Krane the secret to bionics and he used it to create an army. Douglas felt he had a duty to try and help these former solders the best he could. Even if Taylor, formerly S-1, did hurt him. Granted, she didn’t couldn’t help what she was doing. None of them could.

Douglas hoped that maybe if he could help Taylor that maybe it could help the kid heal from this. The kid was so guilty ridden by what happened. He hoped that maybe seeing Taylor not too badly effected might help… it might also make things worse. Either way, Douglas is still going to help Taylor.

***

At the Academy, Adam has started carting around a cardboard cutout of the kid. That was worrying. Douglas is alone with Adam in mentor bedroom and Adam has the cardboard cutout watching a show with him on a computer. This keeps getting worse.

“Adam, are you planning on bringing that to the ceremony?”

“Of course I am!”

“You know it’s a cardboard cutout—”

“Of Leo. Which is why I have to bring it! That way Leo will still be up there with us… like we should have planned from the start, then maybe the real Leo would still be here. Besides, I have tux picked out cardboard Leo and everything! I can’t let it go to waste.”

Douglas nods and finally sort of understands what Adam is doing. It is weird, but also sweet. This would be something to explain at the award ceremony… and it would fun to watch everyone be weirded out by it. So, he’ll just leave Adam alone on this.

***

At award ceremony that Leo got to be apart and get the actual award, Douglas can’t help but feel little bit of pride and joy for the kid.

Leo pulls Douglas aside after the ceremony, “hey Douglas, thanks.”

“For what?”

“I don’t know really… just everything and nothing…”

“Think nothing of it, Leo.”

***

After ceremony back at the house, Douglas finds his brother sitting in the lab.

“So, proud of the kid?”

“Yeah… I am. I really should had more faith in him.”

“Yeah, you should have, but you can’t change the past, Donnie.”

“There is something I think I do need to change and that’s Leo becoming a mentor.”

***

The next morning, Donald announced Leo becoming a mentor and everything was good. Leo finally was a equal with his family and that’s all Leo ever really wanted.

Authors’ Note: this is just me adding a bunch scenes into Lab Rats that I think could have been there. Like Douglas checking up on Leo after the first day on the Island, Donald feeling guilt about Leo leaving, etc. All with the running theme of Leo Dooley and Douglas. It’s not the most cohesive in terms of theming, but I think it works well enough. Plus I always wanted to see more of Douglas and Leo on the Island. They don’t interact as much once the cast was on the island. Also, it didn’t feel right that in On the Edge, Leo-focused special, Tasha didn’t appear. She was only mentioned. So I wrote a scene in cause, Tasha needs all love. Plus, I just don’t see Tasha taking interest in Leo’s mental health considering how concerned she is about everything else considering Leo.

#fan fiction #oneshot #leo dooley #one shot #fanfiction #fanfic #on the edge #lab rats #disney lab rats #lab rats bionic island #douglas davenport #donald davenport #chase davenport #bree davenport #adam davenport #leo #Douglas #tasha davenport #tasha dooley

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