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stllmnstr · 4 months

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easy mode — a lee heeseung drabble

pairing: lee heeseung x f reader

genre: brother’s best friend au

word count: 2.5k

warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, jealousy, (brief, non descriptive) vomit mention, veeeeery suggestive (but no explicit content/smut), sorry feminism I let heeseung win this round

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Lee Heeseung likes to do things the easy way.

It’s not that he’s lazy, just... efficient. A fan of the path of least resistance. He knows how to pick his battles and does so sparingly.

Heeseung minds his own business, keeps his eyes on the path in front of him and rarely lets them stray. And he definitely, definitely never pokes his nose into other people’s problems.

It’s a philosophy that keeps his head on straight, that allows his friendships to remain low-maintenance and sans drama. It’s what’s kept Jay at his side for the last fifteen years, even through the trials and tribulations of elementary school playground altercations, puberty-fueled fights in the middle school locker room, and most recently, the frustrating misalignment of their post-graduation work schedules.

Four years ago, Heeseung thought a bachelor’s degree would be his ticket to success, not a soul-sucking nine-to-five that leaves him itching for a drink or three most Friday nights. Luckily for him, Jay’s in the same boat.

But tonight, sitting next to his best friend on his favorite slightly wobbly bar stool, Heeseung almost misses the monotony of their usual Friday evening happy hours.

He’s nursing his third beer, which would usually go down like cold water, even though time and tipsiness have turned it lukewarm. Tonight, though, Heeseung’s eyes keep wandering towards the same corner table just over Jay’s shoulder.

And every time they do, the muscle in his jaw strains a little further. The beer on his tongue tastes a little more bitter.

Heeseung hates making things complicated. He doesn’t get involved. He doesn’t. But–

“Are you gonna do something about that?”

On the adjacent bar stool, Jay glances at Heeseung. “About what?”

Heeseung just keeps his eyes trained on that table, that spot over Jay’s shoulder.

Picking up on the hint even through the pleasant haze in his mind, Jay turns his gaze to follow Heeseung’s nonverbal cue. It takes him only a matter of seconds to locate what has his best friend in such a mood. Or rather, who. Although Jay isn’t quite sure why.

He’s digging for clarification when he looks back at his friend. “What do you mean? Did she do something weird?” It wouldn’t be exactly unlike his younger sister to do something slightly embarrassing in public.

Heeseung’s jaw just tightens further, betraying his annoyance. Finally, he puts words to his irritation, saves Jay from his suspense. “You’re gonna let that idiot put his hands all over your little sister in the middle of the bar?”

Jay frowns, turns over his shoulder once again to make sure he isn’t seeing things. He’s not. From this angle, at least, Sunghoon’s hands are at a perfectly respectable distance from you. Not that Jay could do much about it either way.

He tells Heeseung as much. “What am I supposed to do? Drag her out by her ear and force her to join a convent? Ship her off to a girls only boarding school?” Jay laughs humorlessly. He’s not exactly thrilled that you and your friends chose to patronize the same bar as him and Heeseung tonight, but he doesn’t want to linger on it either. In fact, he doesn’t want to do anything but forget his woes this evening, drown his sorrows in overpriced pints of whatever’s on tap. He’s perfectly happy with his back turned towards you. Out of sigh, out of mind and all that. “She’s twenty-two.”

And that wasn’t what Heeseung was suggesting exactly, but now that Jay mentions it…

“You’re okay with Park trying to play tonsil tennis with her then?”

“Dude,” Jay winces, setting his beer down on the bar, stomach suddenly queasy. “Gross. That’s still my little sister.”

Which is exactly the card Heeseung is hoping he’ll play. But all Jay does is sigh. If Heeseung didn’t know better, he’d think the exasperation was directed at him instead of the loser he’s pretty sure is currently trying to make himself Jay’s future brother-in-law.

Jay checks over his shoulder one final time for good measure. It confirms whatever he’s looking for. Mostly the fact that Park Sunghoon’s lips are too busy cracking mediocre jokes to be making sloppy passes at his sister in public.

Hoping to put it to rest once and for all, at least for tonight, he turns back to Heeseung. “Besides, it’s Sunghoon,” Jay reasons. He finds it in himself to reach for his beer again. “She’s known him since preschool. He’s practically like a second brother to her.” Jay takes a sip, misreading the rise in Heeseung’s agitation as familial affection. Trying to soothe it over, he concedes with a nod, “Or third, I guess. I’ll let you be her second.”

Like always, Heeseung lets it go. Goes with the flow, at least on the outside.

But even if he weren’t so committed to never rocking the boat, this is hardly the time or place to correct Jay’s assumptions that his feelings towards you are anything but brotherly. That, he decides, will have to be a revelation for another time. Preferably in a situation where Heeseung is well out of arm’s reach and Jay is in restraints of some sort.

Those, after all, are the only circumstances in which he could ever disclose just how decidedly not brotherly his feelings towards you are.

In fact, they’re a lot more aligned with that stupid game you used to make him play as kids. The one where you put on the white dress you’d gotten from your cousin as a hand-me-down, an assortment of grape juice, finger paint, and pasta sauce stains scattered along the hemline. The one where you’d gather a bunch of dandelions from your overgrown backyard and call them a beautiful bouquet. The one where you’d live out all your grandest six-year-old dreams of walking down the aisle towards a handsome prince with the latest Kidz Bop rendition of whatever love song was most popular on the radio setting the mood in the back.

The one where you’d drag Heeseung away from the player number two console, much to Jay’s unending annoyance, and force him to play the part of your groom. Even at six, you were a force to be reckoned with. An argument-winning fiend that even your older brother could rarely best in a fight.

Heeseung played along, more than anything, because he was scared to face your wrath if he declined. But he’d be lying if he said his heart didn’t feel a little funny in his chest every time he watched you walk down a makeshift aisle made with your mother’s missing tablecloth.

And Heeseung doesn’t give a shit how long you’ve known Sunghoon. After all, what does Sunghoon know about your childhood dream to get married in a garden full of roses? Judging from the way it looks like he keeps trying to get you to try his drink, he doesn't even know you can’t stand the taste of Coke mixed with liquor.

But Heeseung knows. He was there the night you developed the aversion. The night you decided bottom shelf tequila and the soda you snuck from your parent’s fridge were your best friends for the evening after junior prom. The night he held your hair as it came back up a few hours later.

And he was there for the rest of it, too. All the little moments, the big moments, and everything in between that spun the tapestry of your formative years. The day you finally got your braces off and didn’t stop smiling for three weeks straight. The time you sprained your ankle trying to hide Jay’s favorite pair of sneakers in the alarmingly tall tree in your backyard. The night you cried for four hours straight when you found out Jake Sim from biology was a big, fat, liar that was indeed texting other girls for homework answers.

There may have been moments, tangled up in that swirling mix of memories, when Heeseung felt nothing but a brotherly sort of affection for you. A desire to protect you from the world and a distinct sort of pride when he inevitably failed and you rose to the challenge anyway.

But Heeseung also remembers what it felt like to stand across from you as you recited your six-year-old brain’s attempt at recreating marriage vows, and he thinks he never really stood a chance.

Glancing over Jay’s shoulder again, Heeseung watches as you lean a little further into Sunghoon, straining to hear him over the cacophony in the bar. And the anger he feels in his gut is not brotherly in the slightest. Nor is the red, hot, scalding jealousy that burns his throat every time he forces himself to swallow it down.

Searching for a distraction, he busies himself with his beer once again, lets Jay’s unwanted evaluations fall to the wayside for the time being. Immersed in the dregs of his own despair, he almost misses it. The flash of movement as you slide out from your seat next to Sunghoon.

Heeseung mumbles some excuse about needing to go to the bathroom that Jay only partially hears before he’s stepping off of his bar stool, beer forgotten on the counter behind him.

Your footsteps are easy to follow as he traces the predictable path you forge to the opposite corner of the bar. Heeseung’s bathroom excuse was a good one, he’s pleased to discover, once he realizes that’s precisely where he’ll be meeting you.

The line is long, but it moves quickly. Only a handful of minutes have passed when you emerge again. This time, Heeseung doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t give you the chance to walk back and make him watch you from a distance for the rest of the evening.

Instead, he wraps the skin of your wrist in long, precise fingers, drags you to the adjacent hallway where it’s empty, quiet. Secluded. Away from any wandering eyes or unwanted ears.

Any protests of yours are overtaken by surprise, and by the time you finally find them again, they’re replaced by questions.

Heeseung may be a captain of a steady ship, a firm believer in the merits of smooth sailing, but he’s never been able to resist the urge of liminal spaces like these. Moments with enough plausible deniability that Jay won’t have a reason to give him a bloody nose or threaten his life if he so much as looks at his little sister again. Exchanges that he hopes will linger with you long after the two of you have parted ways.

Desire for ambiguity aside, the position he puts you in is compromising no matter how you spin it. Your back against the wall, and Heeseung leans over you, cages you in like he’s after something other than your answers, something more. But the gap between your bodies is deliberate, a way for him to backtrack if the situation calls for it, an out if he needs it.

Your wrist is still in his grip, light but demanding, when he finally says, “Park Sunghoon? Really?”

“What?” You hope you can blame the obvious breathlessness in your voice on shock. “What are you–?”

Heeseung won’t leave you wondering for long. “You think he can handle you?” With the way you’re wrapped up in Heeseung’s hold, the challenge, the comparison is apparent.

Your shock morphs. Hardens. “Handle me? Am I a wild animal? I don��t need to be han–”

And, oh, this is Heeseung’s favorite kind of tightrope. His very best balancing act. He loves it, thrives on it, revels in it. This exchange of heated words that never go anyway but to your head. He hopes you’re seeing fucking stars.

Heeseung leans an inch closer. He’s breaching dangerous territory. He’ll blame it on the alcohol if he has to. Glancing at your eyes, holding your gaze, he doesn’t think he will.

“Who said anything about you needing it?” He’s so close you feel his breath on your cheekbone, ghosting across your temple. “I’m talking about what you want.”

Something unreadable flickers through your gaze before you’re masking it with contempt. As if Heeseung is nothing but a pest, a fly to swat at until it stops buzzing. “Awful presumptuous, don’t you think?”

Heeseung only grins. “I don’t know.” He leans in closer. “There are a few ways we could find out, though.”

If your breath stutters, you’ll disguise it as a scoff. “Pray tell.”

“Sorry, sweetheart,” Heeseung inclines his head in a mockery of an apology. For a moment, he lets his eyes do what they want. You feel the heat they track in their path from your nose to your chin back up to your molten gaze. “I’d rather show you, and I don’t think I can do any of the things I want in public.”

You hate the way he does this. The way he never says what he means. The way he skirts around things with such heavy footsteps but still leaves you feeling foolish for drawing obvious conclusions. The way your heartbeat stutters regardless. But tonight, you’ll hold firm. If he wants anything from you, he’ll have to spell it out. “What are you saying?”

Heeseung is as evasive as always. “I’m saying that Sunghoon’s too nice for you.” There’s a hard edge in his eyes when he adds, “You’ll eat him alive and still be begging for more.”

Fine. If he wants to play games, then you’ll roll the dice too. Make scathing comments and heated taunts with whatever numbers you land on. This time, it’s you that leans in. “Should I make sure to find you, then? When I’m all done with him?”

You can’t tell if he’s furious or the most delighted you’ve ever seen him. “Careful,” Heeseung breathes. “That’s a dangerous game you’re playing at.”

“I’m not playing at anything.” It’s a blatant lie, but you’ve become well acquainted with denial, too. Picked up a few tricks from the ringleader himself. “You’re the one that dragged me here and started demanding that I ditch my friend.”

Heeseung smiles as if you serve no purpose but to amuse him. “You let all your friends look at you like that?”

“Only the ones I really like.”

But now you’re under his skin. “Careful,” he repeats, even lower this time. “I’m not as nice as him.”

You won’t heed any warnings, and especially not ones given from him. He’s all talk. All bark and no bite. You almost wish he would bare teeth, just once. “What are you gonna do?” Unblinking, you hold his gaze. “Handle me?”

A blurred line dissolves completely. Heeseung’s resolve slips, just a fraction. “Is that an invitation?”

“A challenge,” you correct, sliding out of his grasp, maneuvering away from his hold. This time, he has no choice but to turn as you begin to back away, to let his eyes follow your lead.

After his misstep, the results of this game are under your sole control. You have choices, ones that leave him in the dust and ones that put a trophy in his wandering hands. In the end, you discard it all. You have only one final demand for him. It’s a whisper that’s barely audible, “Rise to it.”

Heeseung doesn’t need to hear it twice.

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note: I was having serious heeseung brother's best friend brainrot on my friday evening and decided to make it everyone's problem. (you're welcome/I'm sorry). and thanks for reading! thoughts, comments, tags, reblogs, and screaming are appreciated as always <3

#enhypen x reader #enhypen x you #enhypen fanfic #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen scenarios #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung x you #heeseung x you #heeseung x reader #heeseung fic #heeseung fanfic #heeseung drabble

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theodoresgirl · 8 months

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hey I have a request for a Killian jones x female reader where the female reader is Emma’s twin sister (looks more like snow) and has a 3 year old daughter from a past toxic relationship, if you can’t do it that’s fine either way thank you :)

Killian jones x Emma’s twin sister

Killian jones x Fem!Reader

A/n: I did not forget about this request, Sorry it took me a few days to do! Hope you enjoy<3

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Y/n was the daughter of David Nolan and Mary Margaret. She also is the twin sister of the savior Emma Swan. She grew up being bounced between foster homes in New Orleans. When she was 23 she had gotten into a really toxic relationship, at 25 she got pregnant and had a daughter.

She had been stuck in the toxic relationship until she was 28, She had packed up her and some of her daughters things and left in the middle of the night.

She had silky long black hair that was curly, brown eyes and a round face with dimples. She almost looked like a clone of Mary Margaret. Her daughter Edith had long dark brunette hair with emerald eyes.

Killian had met y/n and her daughter Edith one day when she had went to visit her sister and parents for one of the first times.

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Thursday June 25th, 12:51pm.

Y/n was sitting on the top deck of the jolly roger with Edith, They were eating some sandwiches from granny’s. They were waiting on Killian to finish cleaning his ship.

Edith was sitting on the edge of the ship walls looking out on the water, Y/n kept her view on her daughter and occasionally if he was in view, glancing at killian. Y/n finishes her sandwich and crumbles up the wrapper putting it into a bag.

Y/n looks around trying to see killian but doesn’t, “can i have your trash princess?” She holds the bag out so Edith can put her trash in it, “and I need you to be on the deck instead of railing so I can go run this up to the dumpster” Edith shakes her head as she puts her trash into the bag.

“I can’t leave you on the railing of the boat- ship? You could fall in the water” “Mermaid” edith looks over the edge. “It doesn’t work that way” She holds Edith back so she doesn’t fall. “I’ll watch her, Don’t worry about it love” Killian came up behind her, startling her. “Oh!- it’s fine- you- You don’t gotta worry about it, Weren’t you cleaning?” she nervously smiled, still not used to someone offering to help her.

“I’m done cleaning, Honestly love we could just head back to your loft if you wanted-“ “i wanna stay” the little one interrupted. Y/n sighed before nodding “i’ll be right back then” she said as she walked down and off the jolly roger.

“Alright then love” Killian smirks and she walks away. He turns towards Edith and leans against the railing of the ship and holds himself up with his elbows. “So what do you like kiddo?” He asked curiously. Edith answered back “Princess, Cartoons, Barbie-“ “I'm gonna have to cut you off there my lady, I have no idea what this ‘barbie’ is, Cartoons too?” Killian admitted. Edith looks at Killian with a confused look, “you don’t know barbie?”. Killian shook his head “what is it?”

“Barbie is movies, some of my favorites” She smiles. “You’ll have to show me one next time I’m over then” Killian pats her head with his hand.

Edith nods and giggles “we can watch a mermaid one” “oh? There’s mermaids?” Killian raises an eyebrow. “yes!! Yes!!” she nods and smiles.

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Saturday June 27th, 8:00pm

Y/n was laying in the living room with Killian and Edith. Edith was sitting in front of her mother and the pirate watching Barbie: In a Mermaid Tale 2. Killian was laying on the couch with y/n laying on his chest.

Killian had his focus on the tv, only sometimes asking questions about ‘Barbie’, and either getting an answer from the little brunette in front of him or the pale skinned woman in his arms.

After the movie was over both Y/n and Edith were asleep, Killian carefully slips himself out from under Y/n and picks her up. He carries her to her bedroom and lays her down before going out to the living room again and turning everything off. He picks up little Edith and carries her to her room and lays her down, tucking her in, “Goodnight Kiddo.” He muttered as he walked out of the room going into Y/n.

#fanfic #x reader #x yn #killian jones x yn #killian jones x reader #killian jones #ouat #ouat x reader #ouat x yn

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myperfectfatdads · 6 months

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Boat Trip

I wish my family had a boat, but my friend Joshes family has a boat. When he invited me onto it I was super excited this will be my first time on a boat well ever! Josh said to let early in the morning at the docks, I’m going with him and his dad. Josh just wanted it to be us two but his dad insisted for him to go as they never get to go out on the boat anymore and he misses it.

Arriving at the dock I see Josh and his dad and me and him are sure ready to get on the boat and out into the ocean. We’re both really good swimmers Josh thinks we are because we did lesson when we were young but I think that it’s because of our fit bodies I mean come on why wouldn’t we be good at swimming. Joshes dad on the other hand if he falls into the water I think is big belly will take him under and drown him. He’s definitely not the fittest man out there I mean he is old though being 58 years old. Getting onto the boat it’s nice not to big but also not to small the perfect size. Joshes dad also wanted to drive the boat which im fun with because that’s just more time to talk to Josh. We don’t get to talk as much as we used to now that we are in college and don’t really have the time to hang out everyday like we used to. It’s takes about an hour or two to get out to what seems like the middle of the ocean not another piece of land in sight or boat. But what am I to know I mean this is my first time on a boat well ever. “Hey boys a brought a bunch of beer if you want some it’s in the cooler down stairs” says Bob, Bob is Joshes dad. Looking into the cooler he’s not wrong there is a ton of beer in there. “Well bro let’s this party started” Josh says while cracking open is first bottle of beer. We are old enough to drink beer now but I’ve never been a huge fan. I started drinking beer last year Thats when u fist tried it and have never had the urge to try it again. After a long day of drinking swimming in the water and eating food all three of us were exhausted. I had a few beers myself but Josh definitely had the most out of all three of us which is surprising because his dad loves beer. Looking at Josh he was definitely drunk.

He also wasn’t looking to good as his belly was sticking out a little bit when normally he has a nice hard six pack his face is also rounding out a little bit. His dad didn’t seem to mind though he would also come up to him and slap his gut and say that’s my boy. I think that Josh just needs to get to sleep he’s not looking too good he’s also looking a lot older than when we got into the boat. I tell his dad that I think we are ready for bed as it is starting to get late, but his dad just looks at me and says come one I haven’t had this much fun since I was young let the old guy have some fun won’t yah here I’ll grad you two another beer its on the house. Josh does look like he could stay up a little longer I mean sure why not we’ll have another beer. “Okay I take you up on your offer I got I real good beer I want to have you guys taste for me” says Bob. What’s so special about this beer anyways? “Nothing it’s just a normal beer here it’s a new flavor though. I could tell he wasn’t telling us the full truth but it’s my best friend’s dad so it’s okay. Me and Josh both take our beers and take a sip. “This one teste different man I don’t know what I think about it burpppp” says Josh. “Haha that’s my son!” Says Bob. “Well I think I’m gonna hit the hay this man is tired we’ll cheers to another fun day tomorrow” says Josh. We all say goodnight but Bob seems older happy for some reason and I don’t know why maybe it just because he doesn’t really have any friends so he thinks it’s cool or fun to hang out with us. Waking up in the morning I’m being called up for breakfast by Bob, ugggg I feel super sluggish what was in that beer from last night. Your sleeping next to Josh as you wake him up he’s like a new man he grew a whole beard over night and it’s grey too! Hey bro you good your not looking the best. “Yeah man I’m fine I’m just really hung over I think” says Josh. Well your dad is calling us up for breakfast so let’s go, maybe just take it easy today dude. “Yea we both should your not looking awesome too bro” says Josh, yeah I definitely had to much beer last night. “No dude I mean your belly” says Josh, looking down at your belly there is a little bump, oh it’s all good my metabolism good dude it will go away soon. Going up to breakfast you see Bob with a full meal, woah you prepared all of this on a boat thats awesome. “Yep you boys better eat up well because I’m think of another day of drinking and swimming maybe I’ll even get in the water with you guys if I don’t sink haha” says Bob. After a very fun day of drinking, eating bobs delicious meals and swimming you feel exhausted. Man I’m tired dude I’m about to go to bed are you? “Yeah I’ll be there in a sec” says Josh. “Here dude let’s have one last beer before bed my dad saved us two special ones.” Says Josh. Oh okay sounds good one more before bed won’t hurt. Josh and I drink our beers and then get into bed. Waking up in the morning it’s our final day, Josh is already out of bed which isn’t normal he normally sleeps in and I’m the one who has to get him up. As you get out of bed you feel super heavy and sluggish, must have been from all the beer last night. Walking up the stairs you head to men laughing. Bob and a stranger?? Hey Bob who is this fella? “What do you mean who burppppp is this fella it me Josh” says Josh. Looking at his body this is not Josh it’s at man in his mid 50s.

You and your dad could be twins you two look the exact same age. “Haha we get that burppppp a lot” says Josh. “I mean look at you bro we could almost be twins looking down at your body your met with an old man with one big beer belly.

Woah you’re right I guess the beer really piled on me. “Its sure did man but we still got one more day left on the boat and this papa needs some beer in his belly so open that cooler Bob” says Josh “You got it, that’s my sun going on boat trips with his old man” says Bob. “Haha who you calling old man I bet I look older than you and I bet I have the louder burp, burppppppp.” Says Josh. “Well boys this had been the best boat trip ever can’t wait for the one next burpppp week” says Bob. For some reason this feels so wrong but also so wright at the same time, but you can’t wait tell next week to see you two best friends again and experience that weekend all over again.

#dad bod #weight gain #balding #beer belly #beer bloat #burping #fat belly #hairy belly #fatty

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thegettingbyp2 · 2 years

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Saw your post about wanting dean winchester requests so here's one! The reader gets taken by demons or some other supernatural thing that has it out for the brothers and all dean ca do is watch teh reader get dragged away? Can be angsty or go big damage heroes at the end. Whatever floats the boat!

Incentive

It was impossible to keep track of what was going on in the room; the four of you (you, Dean, Sam and Cas) were all fighting at least three demons each, meaning that you were all severely outnumbered. This was yet another incident brought on from you all trusting Crowley enough to help only to be betrayed by him once again.

‘I’m going to kill Crowley,’ you heard Dean yell as he shot a round of bullets into a demons chest.

‘Gotta get rid of these guys first,’ you called back, a falling forward as you were attacked from behind.

‘Oh for God’s sake, this is getting boring,’ you faintly heard Crowley’s voice from one end of the room and the next thing you know, all the demons, aside from the ones flanking Crowley had disappeared and you all turned your weapons towards Crowley, ready to bring the fight to him. ‘I’ve got to say, I much prefer being on the other end of the weapon,’ he said calmly.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Dean slowly step to the side, giving Cas room to get a clear shot at Crowley. Dean had made sure to step closer to you, reaching his hand out and take yours, pulling you behind him. You and Dean had been dating for around a year and even though you had proven to him countless times that you could handle yourself in a fight, a part of him always made sure to keep one eye on you at all times and shielding you whenever he could.

‘Every time you do this, Crowley and every time we trust that you actually want to help and every damn time you turn you back right when you need it most,’ Dean said through gritted teeth and you slid your hand inside the back of his jacket, letting your hand rest against his shirt-covered back and squeezing his hand in yours, letting him know that you were right there.

‘Well that sounds more the fool to you, mate,’ Crowley said, not having a care in the world. ‘Besides, you really think that I’m going to help you look for a cure for that beautiful mark on your arm. Dean, I want you to let the mark take over. I look forward to the day you become a demon and we can become a team.’

‘Yeah, well, sorry to disappoint, but that’s never gonna happen,’ Dean said. You knew that Dean had been struggling with the Mark of Cain on his arm recently and you were all trying as hard as you could to find a cure but you weren’t getting anywhere.

‘Well that doesn’t work out for me you see,’ Crowley said, miming to look deep in thought, ‘so how about I give you a little incentive to, you know, crack on and let the mark take over?’

Crowley clicked his fingers and the next thing you knew was that you were on the other side of the room, facing the boys with Crowley’s arm gripped tightly on your wrist, not letting you get anywhere. Dean quickly looked behind him to make sure it wasn’t just another one of Crowley’s tricks before he aimed his gun towards the King of Hell and began to walk forward.

‘Crowley, I swear to God - ’

‘Well we all know how swearing to God works out don’t we Dean. Here’s the deal, I’ll keep a hold of little (Y/N) here until the time comes when you come to collect her. Though I expect you to come with a new set of eyes or you really won’t like what I’ll be forced to do to (Y/N).’

One more click of his fingers and you and Crowley had disappeared, no where to be seen. Dean ran over to where you both had been standing before he realised that he was too late and you were gone. ‘Damn it!’ he yelled, kicking one of the wooden chairs, watching it splinter at the impact.

Sam and Cas stood and watched their brother and best friend get his anger out on any object he could get his hands on. All of a sudden, it was as if the fight just up and left and Dean’s body slumped to the ground as he leaned against the wall with one knee propped up.

‘Dean, we’ll find her,’ Sam said, stepping towards his brother but keeping his distance when he saw the look in his brothers eyes. ‘We always do.’

‘I know we’ll find her,’ Dean replied quietly, ‘I just don’t know which me it will be.’

#dean winchester #dean winchester imagine #dean winchester x reader #supernatural

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rustycopper4use · 9 months

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It’s Always Been You pt 7

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter seven

-Jungle Pool SOS-

The palm trees glisten, the sun shines a warm glow. And in the middle of this tropical paradise, resides the host club, lounging on pool chairs.

Haruhi is looking out onto the scenery, and up behind her is Tamaki.

“Behold Haruhi.” He puts a hand on her shoulder.

“Bask in the beauty of tropical birds! Aren’t they breathtaking? I wonder what they’re called..” Tamaki spoke.

Now sitting on a chair.

“Um… where was the exit again?” Haruhi tiredly asked.

“Try to make the most of this down time and just relax. We’re so worried about keeping our good looks day and night, we deserve a little vacation.” Tamaki spoke, holding a drink.

“Personally I think this is pointless and a waste of time, so can I go home now? I should be studying and I’ve got a ton of laundry to do today. Senpai, where are we anyway?” Haruhi complained.

“This place is a brand new theme park that my family, the Ootori group runs. It’s called the ‘Tropical Aqua Garden’.”

Kyoya explained. Haruhi turned to look at him.

“I don’t understand. I thought the Ootori group ran hospitals and that they’re focused on the medical business Kyoya senpai?”

“Yes, but my family likes to diversify and try different things. Besides, this place could be classified as a healing facility.”

Haruhi still looked confused at Kyoya.

“It’s therapeutic. Think of all the people that are overworked that would love a vacation in the south tropics. However, they may not be able to take the time off or they may not have the money to do so. Those people can now seek refuge here at this theme park and reduce their stress levels. The Ootori group’s primary concern has always been for the good health and well being of the general public.” Kyoya pushes up his glasses, with a smile.

“The park doesn’t officially open until next month, but the host club was given an advance invitation.”

Tamaki runs a hand through his hair.

“This is so relaxing… we don’t have to worry about keeping our guests entertained, this is truly like a holiday for handsome young soldiers. I guess you would call it…” Tamaki calmly spoke.

“For once Haruhi just take a break, the world isn’t going to end if you do.” Y/n spoke, sitting cross leg on one of the chairs.

“Haruhi! You wanna go check out the water slide?” Kaoru walked up to her.

“Hang on, what’s the deal with that pull over your wearing?” Hikaru spoke.

“Oh this thing?” She pulled on the yellow hoodie.

“Tamaki couldn’t stand Haruhi wearing anything ‘scandalous’ in front of a group of guys.” Y/n dryly spoke.

The twins look back at Haruhi.

“So you’re not gonna swim with us?” Hikaru questioned.

“Hold on, you do know how to swim don’t you?”

“I can swim just as good as the next guy, this just isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not all that big on water parks. We’re just gonna spend all day goofing off. Honestly, I’d rather be at home. I mean all you really need to play in water is a plastic pool.” Haruhi complained.

“A plastic pool, what’s that?” The twins questioned.

“Let’s see, I guess they’re about this big.” She moved her hands to show a circle.

“Round, and to use it you have to pump it full of air.”

“You dunce.” Hikaru states.

“That’s an inflatable boat dummy.”

“There’s no way something that small can be used as a pool.”

“Yeah.”

“Guys it’s a small pool! Haven’t you ever seen little kids playing in one!” Haruhi started getting more irritated.

Tamaki quickly pulls the twins to the side for a ‘private�� discussion.

Haruhi looks over to Y/n with an exasperated look.

“You have to know what I’m talking about.”

He paused for a moment before speaking with a lazy smile.

“No idea what youre talking about.”

“Haru-chan!” Honey grabs onto Haruhi’s arm.

“Let’s play! You wanna go swimming in the current pool with me?”

“No, I’m not gonna swim today. Hold on.” Haruhi looks down on Honey, looking at the pink circle pool floaty around his waist.

“You know how to swim, so do you really need that floaty?” Haruhi questioned.

Honey shakes his head.

“Just looks cuter this way, y’know?” He giggled and pranced over to the pool.

“You’re right, those bunnies are pretty cute.” Haruhi complimented.

“He’s so innocent.” The twins happily spoke.

“No way! You got it all wrong!”

A voice thundered across the resort.

Renge appears on a platform.

“Wait, is that Renge?” Haruhi looks around.

“Who else would make an entrance like that?” Y/n states.

Renge laughs, she’s wearing a purple two piece, with a matching umbrella. And a weird tattoo on her stomach.

“How does she do that? It’s like the rig followed us..” Haruhi starts nervously sweating.

“That outfit’s pretty impressive.” Hikaru spoke.

“What’s with the tattoo on your stomach?” Kaoru narrowed his eyes.

“Oh that? You don’t recognize it? I'm cosplaying!” Renge explained.

“Yeah, as who?” Hikaru continued.

“La-la!” She proudly answered.

“Like the manga magazine?” Kaoru spoke, the name ringing a bell.

“Her petite and slender frame! Her blue eyes that light up young men’s faces! Her singing voice! I am Quon Kisaragi.” She happily rambles.

“I wouldn’t have guessed.” Haruhi plainly spoke.

“I had no idea who you were supposed to be.” Tamaki truthfully spoke.

Renge goes over to Haruhi, excitedly posing showing off her cosplay.

While the twins crouch down with the prince.

“Hey boss, are you sure it’s okay for Renge to be dressed like that?” The twins whispered.

“Well yeah, that’s okay.” Tamaki whispered back.

“And why is that?” Hikaru furrowed his brow.

“Because it’s cosplay.. I guess.” Tamaki spoke unsure of his answer.

“Listen up boys!” Renge yells.

“Obviously you need to understand Haninozuka’s hidden motives!” She points at the boy in question.

Honey jumps into the pool, blissfully unaware of the rest of the eyes now on him.

“What are you talking about?” Tamaki spoke in disbelief.

“Think about what he said earlier.” She states.

‘Just looks cuter this way, y’know?’

Shock floods through the Twins, Tamaki and Haruhi, at honey's unlining motivations.

“That’s Haninozuka for you! In the last chapter he felt threatened by another loli boy type so he’s taken steps to keep his rank. I should give him more credit. He’s a lot smarter than I thought.”

Renge disappears from her platform taking her back down to the ground.

“Hey look at this everybody! Check it out! Look, even though we’re swimming really fast we never go any further than we are now!” Honey happily explained, as he was on Mori’s back.

The host club whips their heads, with a sense of dread.

Tamaki gets pulled back into reality, by a harsh shot of water to his face, from none other than the twins.

“I got you.” Hikaru teased, with a devilish grin.

“Cmon boss, let’s go and have a water fight.” Kaoru spoked.

“It’ll be me and Kaoru against you, and if you get sprayed in the face you lose.” Hikaru explains.

Tamaki wiped his face off with a towel.

“Forget it, why would I subject myself to such childish games.” Tamaki rudely declined.

The twins look at each other, and suddenly Hikaru pulls Haruhi over to them.

“Haruhi I think it’s about time we get married.” Hikaru cooed.

“Then we’ll honeymoon in Atami.” Kaoru smirked, adding more fuel to the fire.

Tamaki swipes the water gun, and starts harshly pumping the gun.

“Do you really think I'd let Haruhi marry you two!” He looks at the twins, who are anxious at his reaction.

“Daddy says no!” He chases the twins, now out for blood.

“Kyoya, Wanna bet on who gets hurt first?” Y/n tilts his head with a smirk.

“What would be the benefit for that?” He looks up from his book.

“How about this, whoever bets wrong owes the other a favor.” Y/n offered.

“Do we have a deal?” He smiles.

“You’ve piqued my interest.” Kyoya agrees.

“Alright then, my moneys on Tamaki.” Y/n vaguely gestures towards the blonde hunting down the twins.

And as he did Tamaki yelled.

“That’s cheating!” Tamaki slipped and bashed his head on a totem pole face first.

The totem made a clicking noise like a button. As soon after loud beeping noise blurts from it. And the current wave begins making harsher and more aggressive waves.

“That was quick.” Y/n joked.

Honey is still having the time of his life in the wave pool, giggling unaware of the looming danger.

A glass shattered, as Mori dropped his glass, noticing the situation.

“Huh?” Honey, confused, gets suddenly trampled by the wave, launching his floaty in the air, he screams for help.

“Honey-senpai!” Haruhi yelled.

“Mitsukuni!”

Honey gets dragged away by the sharp waves, getting farther and farther from the group. Mori hastily tried to chase after Honey, however the ground had other ideas and made the man stumble and tripped.

“Gentlemen! We’re going after Honey-senpai! That pool looks like it goes that way, charge!” Tamaki and the club run past Kyoya, and Y/n.

“Wait, i wouldn’t go-“ Kyoya gets interrupted by a chorus of screams now running the opposite direction.

“There are alligators in there!” Tamaki shirked.

They run towards another pool only to be ment with the same fate as the last.

“What’s.. with.. all the.. alligators” Haruhi spoke through panted breath.

“Beats me too..” Tamaki also spoke out of breath.

“Those alligators belong to the parks tropical animals exhibit. Kind of dangerous to let them run wild. Though, the cause of our present situation seems to be of the switch for the current pool. I’ll have a little chat with our designers.” He wrote in his black notebook, and then snaps it closed.

“Thanks a lot you guys! I got some great data today.” He spoke with a cheerful tone.

“You What?” The group looks towards the two.

“This is a map of the Tropical Aqua Garden. This is our location, we need to get here, I have a feeling that’s where Honey-senpai ended up. To get there we have to make it through the southern jungle block. Distance wise we’re talking eight hundred meters.”

He points towards the map.

“Looks like there’s a lot of underdeveloped areas, any idea what may be lurking there?” Haruhi questioned.

“Since they’re still being developed, I’m afraid I don’t know.” He calmly explained.

“Whatever is in those areas could be even more deadly than an alligator.” The twins dreaded.

The group began to tread the unknown land.

“Wow this is really like a real jungle!” Tamak praised.

“Yeah I keep hearing these animal calls.” Haruhi spoke.

“You don’t think those sounds could belong to the real thing?” The twins fearfully spoked, as bird calls came right after.

“To be honest I’m not sure, but I do know my family always strives for authenticity at any cost.” Kyoya mentioned not easing the twins' nerves.

“So we’re sacrificing Tamaki if we run into said animals. Right?” Y/n teased. Before Tamaki could protest, Mori tripped and fell, to the surprise of the group.

“Great Tamaki infected Mori with his clumsy personality.” Y/n muttered with a tired sigh.

“Shut up!” Tamaki protests.

Mori gets himself back up, and Mori sniffs the change in the air. “Oh it’s about time for the squall.” Kyoya explained, as rain pours heavily right after.

The hosts find a canopy to seek shelter.

“Hey Mori-senpai, you seem really close with Honey-senpai. Are the two of you like friends?” Haruhi looks towards Mori.

“You mean you don’t know that they’re cousins?” The twins asked.

“You're kidding! They’re related?” Haruhi exclaimed, shock at the information.

“The Morinozukas have been serving the Haninozuka family for generations.” Kyoya adds.

“I believe two generations ago the familes became relatives by marriage, and soon that dynamic burned out.” Y/n explains.

“But even so, Mori-senpai has always made a point to accompany Honey-senpai.” Kaoru continued.

The twins cry out.

“Such a beautiful story.”

“I don’t know if you would really call that a beautiful story.” Haruhi muttered.

She walked up to Mori.

“Hey Mori-senpai, it’s gonna be alright. I’m sure that Honey-senpai is safe, he’s a lot tougher than you might think he is, and if he gets hungry the trees are full of bananas.” She gives a kind smile.

Everyone stared, waiting for Mori’s reaction.

“You’re right.” He gave a faint smile, and slightly ruffled Haruhi’s hair.

“Don’t tell me Mori-senpai’s out for my spot as Haruhi’s daddy!” Tamaki cried.

“Tamkai, stop making it weird.” Y/n scolded.

“Nobody wants that spot but you boss.” Hikaru honestly spoke.

“That’s kinda creepy, when you really think about it.” Kaoru mentions.

“What! Who’re you calling creepy!” Tamaki screeched.

Kyoya's phone rings through The chaos and he answers.

“Hello? It’s me. Well, we’ve had an incident that’s caused some trouble.” Some mumbled static answers back

“Yes, at once please.” Kyoya firmly spoke.

He hangs up.

“Finally calling your family’s police force.” Y/n teased.

Tamaki and the rest of the circus starts heading towards their previous planned path, but Mori heads the opposite direction, Haruhi, the only one to notice, follows Mori.

“My family’s private police force is going to send in a search and rescue team to help us. They’re better equipped for finding Honey-senpai than we are, so let’s just go by the gate and wait there.” Kyoya states.

But to no avail, the three idiots were too busy bickering to pay attention.

“Wait, where’s Mori, and Haruhi.” Y/n looks back at the group, noticeably lacking two more members.

The last five members finally head back to the gate.

“Y’know, I don’t believe I mentioned to them that there are other visitors here.. Huh, oh well.” Kyoya rather calmly mentions.

“How do you forget to mention they’re other people there?” Y/n sighed.

Crashing and screams echoed throughout the forest.

The groups go to the noise.

Mori is in the middle littered with hundreds of unconscious policemen, while Haruhi was in Mori’s arms, along with none other than Honey by them.

“Haruhi! Are you alright?” Tamaki rushes towards Haruhi.

“Hey! It’s Tama-chan!” Honey points out.

Tamaki is too busy aggressively bear hugging Haruhi.

Y/n lightly kicked one of the officers, which was followed by a pained groan.

“Huh, they’re still conscious.” Y/n muttered.

“Surprise that this is Honey-senpai’s work, he must’ve been holding back.” Kaoru spoke, poking the officer's face.

“What do you mean he was holding back?” Haruhi pinched Tamaki to let go of her.

“So then you don’t know about Honey-senpai’s past?” The twins ominously spoke.

After the explanation the day finally reached its long overdue end.

Kyoya is stuck in the host room planning for tomorrow’s event, which was suddenly placed on him as always.

As quiet taps of the keyboard filled the quiet void, a door swiftly opened.

“…I want… to cash in that favor you.. owe me.” Y/n panted out.

“…sorry, give me a second… lots of stairs.”

Kyoya raises a brow, and puts his laptop to the side.

“What do you want?”

Y/n takes one final deep breath, more for his nerves than anything.

“I never got a dance from the spring formal party, given the whole fixing of a fiancé's relationship and all, I mean I’m not complaining, it was so sweet, but I never actually got to enjoy the party-..” Y/n clears his throat.

“What I mean to say is, I want you to dance with me. If that’s alright, Kyoya.” Y/n spoke.

Kyoya looks at Y/n longer than he would like, and an uncomfortable silence falls between them.

“If you insist.” Kyoya gets up from his chair.

“Wait really?” Y/n spoke.

“After all you did win the bet.” Kyoya calmly stated.

Y/n quickly went to play a song on his phone, hands shaking more than he’d like to admit.

The classical music softly hums.

“I- uh shall we dance?” Y/n nervously smiled holding a hand out towards him, with a slight bow.

Kyoya grabs his hand and starts to waltz with Y/n, who’s heart is leaping out his chest.

In all honesty Y/n himself wasn’t quite sure why he was this nervous, he has had he shares of dances, however this felt odd, not in bad way either but more in the sense of—

Kyoya dips Y/n, stopping his trail of thought.

Kyoya's black hair fell out of its usual pristine style, and a cocky smile adorned his face.

Y/n felt the wind knocked out of him, his heart beating even faster.

He let out a shaky breath, eyes basically glued to him.

As Y/n was pulled back up he took a step away from Kyoya.

“Uh- that was fun but, I'm going to go now! I overstayed my welcome.” Y/n rambled, before bolting out the door.

Kyoya furrowed his brows, confused at his sudden flee. Ignoring the weird feeling in his chest.

Y/n got home faster than usual, he quickly opens the door and slams it behind him, haphazardly throws his shoes, he’ll deal with it later.

He just quietly laid on the floor, trying to cool his overheated body.

He takes shallow breaths, trying to get his mind clear, but all he could do was think about the dance, like for instance what would happen if he didn’t run away like a coward.

He pulled his hair in frustration, his hair feeling suffocating at the moment.

He desperately racked his brain for any sort of explanation, he’s never felt this way before.

Y/n didn’t understand why he was acting so pathetic about a simple dance that meant nothing, and even more why he wanted to ki-…

Y/n froze as he thought, he could hear his dread pumping in his ears.

‘Oh…’

He began to bite and pick at his nails for comfort, ignoring the pressing issue at hand. He was too dazed he didn’t realize blood was oozing out of his fingers.

He got up and washed his hands with cold water.

As he wraps his fingers up he lets out a sad exhale.

“Of course this would happen… what am I going to do.” Y/n muttered

#x reader #kyoya ootori x reader #kyoya x reader #lgbtq #kyoya is gay #lgbtqiia+#gay #kyoya ootori #ouran fanfic #ouran kyoya #ohshc kyoya #ohshc x reader #ouran hshc #ohshc anime #transmasc #ftm reader #male reader #tamaki suoh #haruhi

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weirdlypersonalrpmemes · 10 months

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» as dusk falls sentence starters tw: alcohol, mental health. feel free to change pronouns and/or phrasing to suit your muse!

❝ not so long ago, i wanted to be a journalist. ❞

❝ i tell ya, the only thing worse than feeding a dog fast food is smelling it again on the way out. ❞

❝ that’s a lot of stuff for just two men. ❞

❝ what do bank robbers eat for dessert? heist cream. you get it? ❞

❝ you lost the — no you didn't. ❞

❝ take a minute. get your shit together. ❞

❝ country kids. or the desert version. lucky we’re still in one piece. ❞

❝ this your work? you've done a good job fuckin' it up i see. ❞

❝ why weren't you keepin' an eye out, huh? ❞

❝ all right, big-man, you've got until seven to get this apartment ship-shape and ready to go. ❞

❝ learn how to drive, asshole! ❞

❝ don’t talk about him. this is all his dumb fault anyway. ❞

❝ jesus christ. i swear i never come so close to shittin' myself. ❞

❝ [NAME], no. we can't go from strangers to roommates. ❞

❝ you're trying to kidnap my WIFE, man. you think i'm gonna stand here and let that happen?. ❞

❝ so what’s next? license plate game? another round of row-row-row your boat? ❞

❝ i hope he didn’t see our license plate. ❞

❝ relax! it ain’t personal. ❞

❝ family? we’re just your fucking babysitters. ❞

❝ police, open up! ❞

❝ police, open up! or maybe... it's the big bad wolf. ❞

❝ jesus, [NAME], this isn't die hard. ❞

❝ you think you're bruce willis, huh? undercover, fighting off bad guys? ❞

❝ maybe you need a cold shower. ❞

❝ eyyy, let’s party. ❞

❝ shut the fuck up. ❞

❝ girls, booze, that fancy purple car of yours... i don't know, it doesn't sound like the worst. ❞

❝ gonna miss your sweet little smile, cupcake. one last drink? ❞

❝ you wanna hear my pitch? i say we rob the bank. ❞

❝ no offense... but i think you're just hot wind. ❞

❝ well you got a better plan? cause i don't. ❞

❝ these houses all look the same to me. ❞

❝ you're always out skulkin' in the woods, climbin' trees and all that. we all know you're good at it. ❞

❝ don't screw this up, kid. ❞

❝ i need you focused, or none of us are getting out of here. ❞

❝ no — no — STOP. YOU listen to ME. ❞

❝ you and i are goin' for a stroll. ❞

❝ she's tough. she'll make it. ❞

❝ it's not the walls. it's what happened within them. ❞

❝ you touch my things again, you won’t be happy. ❞

❝ he came back early, i don’t know what happened! ❞

❝ s'alright. i put my big boy pants on today. ❞

❝ get rid of the cop. you hear me? ❞

❝ you know what this means? shooting a hostage? ❞

❝ all i asked, was that you not do anything stupid. but stupid is all you do, isn’t it? ❞

❝ are you about to give me marriage advice? because if i recall, you walked out on yours. ❞

❝ take that stupid smirk off your face. you look like a fuckin' halfwit. ❞

❝ look, you got away. can you let me go now? ❞

❝ you’re coming with me. ❞

❝ you know you're going to jail after this, and when you finally die there, you're going straight to fuckin' hell. ❞

❝ newsflash — THIS is hell. and we've been here a lot longer than you have. ❞

❝ this is a toughie... ❞

❝ you know something? i don’t like you. ❞

❝ knew we shouldn’t have brung him. ❞

❝ you do that, i promise you’ll regret it. ❞

❝ wanna get high? ❞

❝ i'm scared, [NAME]. i don't want to be alone. ❞

❝ hey, my heart's practically thumping out of my chest. but at least it's still

beating, right? ❞

❝ i'm sorry about what i did. i was selfish, and i hurt you... ❞

❝ easy now, let’s just — ❞

❝ wait. you need a hostage? take me. ❞

❝ sorry to lock you up like this. ❞

❝ ON THE GROUND! NOW! ❞

❝ i think it’s time to put this whole thing behind us. ❞

❝ you joke when you're hurt, you always have. but i can see through it. ❞

❝ don't speak. don't make a sound. ❞

❝ it'll be over when we win. ❞

❝ i shot him! we gotta run! ❞

❝ now, i can help ya, but you gotta relax those nerves first, all right? ❞

❝ we all have things that scare us — like the dark, and that's okay. i guess we just learn to live with it until maybe one day we won't be afraid anymore. ❞

❝ it was a mistake. i'm sorry. i'm sorry. ❞

❝ oh god, i was right? ❞

❝ was he good in bed? was it worth it? ❞

❝ i'll always be here for you. that won't change. ❞

❝ come on, man. just share the food. ❞

❝ you are testing my patience here, man. ❞

❝ how the hell do you climb so fast? ❞

❝ please write back, [NAME]. i need to hear from you. ❞

❝ do you think i'm bad? am i... am i broken? ❞

❝ you know the world thought you were dead. after you jumped off that cliff. ❞

❝ you'll be fine. you have my word. ❞

❝ aw, fuck! ❞

❝ spare me the lecture. can you do it? ❞

❝ i think the only real job i ever had was convincing people i was someone else. ❞

❝ wasn’t taking the scenic route your idea? i wanted to do this trip at 30,000 feet. ❞

❝ look, this is our only chance. we have a kid in the back of the car, ain’t no way the cops’ll shoot. ❞

❝ i got your back, you know that, right? ❞

❝ i'll always look out for this family. no matter what. ❞

❝ come on now. you're just being dramatic. ❞

❝ look, forget what i said, okay? of course i'm your brother. ❞

❝ it isn't working. it never does. ❞

❝ i don't remember you having a scar before. ❞

❝ family means sacrifice. ❞

❝ we don’t know that for sure. it’s a huge risk. ❞

❝ hop that fence and find a way in. ❞

❝ be there tomorrow. please. let me die looking at someone who knows me. ❞

❝ look, you said you see my face in your dreams? well, i see your face too. i can't explain why. ❞

❝ you deserve a friend, you really do. it just isn't me. ❞

❝ i hope you’re happy. ❞

❝ let me just have one last look around. ❞

#sentence starters #ask meme #ask memes #rp meme #rp memes #inbox meme #inbox memes #mine #adf anniversary second post!#there are a whole ton of really good quotes in this game so i might make a part 2 one day. we'll see!

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mrssimply · 1 year

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7th: Soft

I decided to do a fic advent calendar this year, and idea that was given to me by Bones a.k.a Riots from the Totentanz Discord Server.

You can find the prompt list here.

Every fic will be posted on my AO3 Account here.

This one is for @rockerboyrepo, whose prompt was: "snowflakes that stick to one's nose and eyelashes aka the winter weather date [Kerry/V] (my only thought is that Kerry would look beautiful in the snow, and V would agree. Also, I bet Kerry would be good at ice skating)"

Here is a bowl of warm feelings and fluff, enjoy!

The doctors said it would take four to five years before he was back to “full health”. The nanites injected into V’s spine would provide uninterrupted repairs to the neural tissue, until it stabilized. The therapy in itself would be spread over the coming year, with control exams every six months after that, and probably one or two more rounds of treatment, depending on the results.

Still, it’s an aggressive treatment, which means it gets worse — really worse — before even the basic improvement can be detected beyond numbers on a chart.

After eight months, V is finally starting to have good days, good weeks even. He still feels like shit most mornings, but the feeling passes as the day goes. With his renewed health comes frustration: he feels better but he’s still weak as a fawn, and can’t do shit without having a coughing fit. The most he can do is sit his ass in the Afterlife and play fixer. Business is going strong, thanks to Rogue’s heritage and training, but he wishes he could do some of the gigs he passes off to young wannabe mercs.

Through all this, Kerry has been a constant. It surprised V at first, because he thought that past their hot tryst on the burning boat, Kerry would lose interest fast, as he is rumored to do. But the rockstar showed up every two to three days with food, fresh laundry, or just to watch scop on TV. They got really invested in Watson Whore during those eight months.

They don’t talk about their relationship, just like they don’t really talk about Johnny, so V is trying not to get his hopes too high. He thinks they’re both guarded, in a way: both unsure this is gonna last but fuck if V doesn’t wish ardently Kerry would spend the rest of his life with him.

“I have a cabin in the Alps,” Kerry says one night while they lie in bed.

They don’t often do more than sleep because V is just too tired, but Kerry never pushes. The merc thinks he might have other people for sex, and that’s fine, it’s not like they talked about exclusivity. Plus, Kerry has a reputation for being both jealous and unable to commit. In a way, this situation is ideal: V is available and faithful, if only because he can’t do much, and Kerry can do whatever he wants.

That’s fine. That’s totally fine.

“Yeah?” V asks, wondering where this is going.

“Yeah. I thought we could go? For Christmas,” Kerry explains, voice rough and low, like he’s forcing the words out against his will.

V turns on the bed to face him and only catches the sapphires of his eyes thanks to the neon lights filtering by the windows.

“We’re spending Christmas together?”

“Yeah. I mean… It’s what inputs do?”

V tells his heart, who leaped at the words and is now beating faster than when he was running from Arasaka, to chill, damnit. The thing refuses to obey, backed up by a good part of V’s brain who is having a moment and not computing things beyond “inputs”.

“Sure yeah,” he replies lamely.

The unenthusiastic answer makes Kerry retreat to himself.

“I mean, it’s just an idea, we don’t hav —”

V kisses him to shut him up. To shut himself up. He doesn’t know what would spill out of him if he let his mouth run because right now, he’s seconds away from proposing or doing something equally dumb.

“I would love to, really. I was surprised, is all. But yeah. Never been to the Alps,” he says, and then chuckles deprecatingly “I mean… Never traveled outside the NUSA so…”

In the dark, he feels more than he sees Kerry smile and curl up closer.

“I know. I want to show you the world.”

Chill, he scolds his heart again, but the organ is on a roll and there is no way Kerry doesn't hear it cantering like a mad horse in his chest.

“I… Yeah I would love to see the world with you.”

He gets a soft kiss on the crook of his neck in answer, then Kerry settles to sleep. Before long, his soft snores are the only sound in the room, he sleeps peacefully while V is wide awake, oscillating between elation and desperation: it’s gonna hurt so bad when it comes to an end.

---

The cabin is exactly what V expected: it’s modern, designed by the latest architect en vogue, but it’s mostly too big and empty for one. It has all the comforts of home, though: a jacuzzi, a private recording studio, a winter garden filled with lush plants. The living room has one huge window that gives an amazing view of the lake at the bottom of the valley, and of the snowy mountain overlooking it. When V gets out in the evening, there is an atmosphere like it’s the end of the world and they’re the last people on earth. The merc likes the idea more than he really wants to admit. It would be ok, he thinks, if it ended here, like this.

Kerry, on the other hand, is like a child. He’s been living through V’s excitement, vicariously experimenting taking a plane for the first time (an experience V found exhilarating), seeing Europe, France, and then Italy for the first time. He preened like Johnny would have when V praised the view.

The rockstar joins him on the balcony with a glass of chilled white wine.

“Cheers,” he says softly but with a big grin. They clink their glasses together, and V watches Kerry take a sip before he does. It’s always a pleasure to watch Kerry taste good things: the way he closes his eyes and hums in delight… It doesn’t miss with the wine, so V tastes it with a smile. He has no palate for such quality, but his input — cause apparently, they are, what an amazing turn of events! — ensures him it will come.

Kerry lights a cigarette, the smoke billowing out of his mouth drifts away slowly due to the chill. It passes in front of Kerry’s eyes for a second, and when it’s gone, V rediscovers the blue of his eyes and smiles stupidly. It’s like the landscape itself is trying to match Kerry’s color, harmonizing everything until it’s a tableau of perfection.

“What?” The musician asks when he catches V’s gaze.

“Nothing. Happy to be here. With you,” he adds a bit softer. Kerry looks pleased and gets closer, nosing under V’s jaw. His cold nose makes V laughs, and he wraps an arm around him.

They share the cigarette in silence — V really misses smoking but he shouldn’t, with the treatment. It’s fine, though, it’s christmas, he’s allowed to relax a bit. Kerry says so, too.

---

Later, Kerry rides him while V lies on the rugs by the windows, with the moon as their sole source of light. It dances over Kerry’s skin and tattoos, drawing his shapes and shadows in stark relief. He’s so fucking beautiful like this, arching over V, thighs straining to bring them pleasure, mouth open to let out the most alluring sounds.

V can’t stop touching him, stroking his sides, brushing against his nipples and pinching them when it makes Kerry moan lounder. Lube and sweat make Kerry’s body shine, make his cock glisten as it disappears into V’s fist, until he comes and paints his stomach with white streaks.

V can’t stop kissing him when he sags forward, even if Kerry is out of breath. He watches, mesmerised as the man starts riding him again, whining and keening through the over sensitivity, shivering as he tortures himself for V’s pleasure.

If V was stronger, he would take him against the window, rail him until he would slide to the floor, exhausted and satisfied. As it is, V encourages him, babbles sweet things that are miles away from what he really wants to say.

I love you, you’re perfect, you’re the best thing that happened to me, you take my breath away, please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.

V shatters into his orgasm, barely registering the bell like laughter Kerry lets out as he does.

---

On Christmas Eve, they don’t exchange gifts. V insisted: he wouldn’t have known what to get Kerry, and he’s ready to bet the man would probably buy him something too expensive that would make him feel like a kept boy. Kerry is already paying for this whole trip, no need for something fancy on top of that.

But of course, Kerry still has something up his sleeve. As midnight grows closer, Kerry entices him out. They take the trek down to the village, about fifteen minutes from the cabin. When they arrive, it’s clear they’ve stepped into some sort of Christmas tradition for the locals. In the plaza in front of the church, an ice-skating rink has been set up. Families and couples are still having fun on it despite the late hour, bathed in soft lights provided by ancient lamp posts and bright lanterns.

Kerry takes him to the right, to a small cabin where he exchanges words in fast italian, and before V has time to wonder at the fact Kerry speaks yet another language, he’s pushed to the edge of the rink to put on the ice-skates.

“I don’t know how to do that, ya know?” he warns Kerry, suddenly anxious.

“Don’t worry, it’s not harder than half the things you do when on a gig.”

“It’s really not the same” he insists while he does the laces. Kerry smiles at him, face half buried in a baby-blue cashmere scarf. It matches his eyes and contrasts nicely with his dark skin, flushed red because of the cold. V sorts of zone out, lost in his observation of his input, and startles when said man drags him up and on the ice.

V tenses, which is exactly what he shouldn’t do, and grips Kerry tight to balance himself. The rockstar laughs and pushes on the tip of the skates to land a kiss on his nose.

“C’mon big boy, you can do it, just relax and follow my lead.”

Sure, V thinks, I’ll follow you anywhere.

---

Midnight comes and goes, and families go back home to put the kids to sleep while couples enjoy the relative calm. Around one in the morning, there are only a few of them left, plus a group of young people laughing loudly around what are probably glasses of eggnog.

V has somewhat relaxed and is now moving fluidly besides Kerry, who spins effortlessly around the rink.

“It’s snowing,” the man remarks and they stop to observe the phenomenon. Indeed, snowflakes are lazily drifting down, until one lands directly on V’s nose. He chuckles and wipes it before turning to watch Kerry.

His input has thrown his head back, and is hoping to catch snowflakes on his tongue apparently.

“Really?” V says with a breathy laugh.

“What? I could never do that as a kid, there wasn’t any snow in NC.”

This is an experience they share: rainy dressing christmas while the TV displayed images of idyllic snow covered chalets in switzerland. V never thought such places existed, always imagined they were artificially created just for movies or advertisement, but apparently he was wrong, since he’s standing right in the middle of one.

With a shrug, he tilts his head and opens his mouth to try and catch snowflakes. His wish is granted very fast, because now it’s snowing for real and he gets a mouthful in about ten seconds. It’s… anticlimactic, and it must show on his face because Kerry laughs besides him.

With a wry smile, V closes his mouth and glances at him. In the deep of the night, surrounded by pristine white snowflakes, Kerry’s eyes seem to shine with inner light. He looks so happy, and it takes V’s breath away.

The musician catches him looking and his smiles brighten before it freezes and transforms into alarm.

“Are you crying?” He whispers, getting closer to catch a lone tear with his fingers. V startles, he didn’t realize he was crying.

“I just — It’s… You…”

But he gets distracted by a snowflake getting caught on Kerry’s eyelashes.

“I love you?” he breathes out, blinking wide. He feels like he’s in a dream.

Kerry’s eyes widen, and then he makes a weird noise which, in turn, snaps V out of his funk.

“Huh, I mean, it’s just the, I — fuck, I’m sor —”

Kerry clamps a hand over his mouth and looks at him with an intense expression.

“Don’t ruin it,” he warns, sounding serious so V nods slowly. “I love you too.”

V feels himself melt as tension suddenly flees from his body.

“You’re not taking it back,” Kerry orders and V nods again. “Ok,” he says while slowly removing his hand. He gets back to wiping the tears from V’s face with a small trembling smile.

“I love you too,” he repeats.

With a wounded noise, V wraps his arms around him and holds him tight.

“I love you,” V repeated in the crook of Kerry’s neck.

#Kerry x V #kerry eurodyne #male V #cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #my writting #fic advent calendar

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When there’s a cold/flu going around the theatre, Nancy is 100% the friend to being everyone tea and vitamins to help ward off any germs. Always having hand sanitizer on her along with carrying a thermometer and medicine <3 also has masks for anyone feeling unwell but unable to leave yet

You’re right and you should say it! This has been in my inbox for actual ages I am so sorry! First fic with the Broadway AU found here. Enjoy! 🤍 KB

It’s assumed that live shows are more important than rehearsals, but any performer would tell you they’re equal if not the opposite of that statement. In the world of theater, practice makes permanence, and that permanence is what keeps the show running smoothly.

It’s by that logic, that Eddie doesn’t like to take days off from rehearsal. They’re pretty early on in the staging for this Christmas time production of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - at least a month before opening night. Even so, the job is taken very seriously.

“iiXXTchew! H’tscHEW! eh’KSHhuhew!”

“Bless you, Eddie!” Nancy walked over, handing him some tissues.

The older man blew into them, coughing slightly. “Thanks Na’dcy.”

A rather nasty cold had been making its rounds through the cast and crew lately, Steve having just come back from a few days off.

Eddie, of course, had caught it off Steve, despite his precautions. Now he had to pay the price by suffering through these rehearsals.

Nancy was cast as Mike Teavee’s mother; Eddie playing none other than Willy Wonka himself. They were in the process of staging the scene where Wonka takes the golden ticket winners on a candy boat.

“The swaying is a simple movement, but if it’s not all done together it will look bad.” Murray, the director, prefaced.

They were on the hard dance floor of the rehearsal studio, the floor covered in neon X’s to mark prop placement.

“Alright kiddos, come on back!” Steve called over his shoulder towards the green room. Murray wanted to stage the adults before he let the kids join in to practice the number. They all took their positions next to their respective “parent” actor and waited.

“Okay can we please take it from the top?” Murray nodded at Joyce, who started playing the piano.

Eddie tilted his head and stared forward with an intimidating look as he started singing, a wicked smile on his face.

“There’s no knowing where we’re going! There’s no earthly way to know. So we’re simply to and fro-ing, s heh- slowly getting vertigo.. iKTCHew! Hassshu! KTchiew!”

Joyce paused her piano playing as a chorus of “bless you”s echoed from the other cast members.

“Heh.. H’eSHhuhew! IsshEW! HaTSHuhew! snlorff Ugh Christ. Thank you. Sorry Murray…”

“It’s alright Eddie, how about we take ten?”

Eddie nodded, holding the back of his wrist to his streaming nose. Steve got up and walked with Eddie to the bathroom, a calming hand on his back the whole time.

Once inside the mens bathroom, Steve leaned against the counter while Eddie went into a stall to pull some toilet paper. The long haired man gurgled into the thin paper. He grimaced as he folded it over and blew again, throwing it away before washing his hands.

They walked together back to the green room where Nancy was waiting with a paper cup of something.

“I made you some tea! Lavender and chamomile, your favorite.” She announced, holding it out to Eddie.

He took the cup gratefully, “You’re the best Nancy. This cold is kicking my ass.”

“We can tell.” Steve teased, Eddie elbowing him as he took a sip of the tea.

“I’m gonna go read some lines,” she grabbed his hand and squeezed it, “but I’ve got some throat lozenges and tissues in my bag if you need them.”

As the young woman disappeared into another room, Steve turned to his partner, rubbing a hand on his shoulders. “Thank god for Nancy Wheeler.”

#s/tranger t/hings #broadway au #e/ddie m/unson #s/teve h/arrington #n/ancy w/heeler #kb au’s #snzblr #steddiesnz #snz kink #ask box #kb writes

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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little situation | part 32.

Summary: For years, HYDRA had been trying to use the samples of Steve’s DNA to make another super-soldier. They finally succeed and when S.H.I.E.L.D. breaks her out, Cap is forced to come face to face with his kid and figure out parenting on an Avengers’ lifestyle.

Warnings: maybe potential childhood trauma but nothing really

Pairing: Steve Rogers x blackdaughter!reader, avengers x child!reader, peter parker x black!reader

Word Count: 3.1k

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“Clint.” Steve shook his hand and then pulled him into a hug.

The two of them were in the exact same boat, knowing how it felt. Steve looked at the sleeve that Clint got. Clint pointed to Steve’s tattoo on his bicep.

“Looks like we had the same thought.”

“Ha, yeah. Spur of the moment.”

“You never did have great impulse control.”

“Not at all.”

The two of them laughed. They weren’t big laughs but they were genuine and that’s all that really mattered. Clint decided he would go through for the test run of the machine now that Tony had worked on it. Clint suited up, ready to go. They sent Clint through and ten seconds later he came back holding a baseball glove. It worked. This time heist actually worked.

“Alright. We’ve got the how now we just have to figure out the when and where. We have limited particles to retrieve the stones. This has to be perfect,” Steve entered into Captain mode, he might’ve stopped being Captain America five years ago but clearly leading never left his blood.

“We know almost everyone in this room has had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones.”

Tony paced back and forth in front of the holographic panel. They had to time this perfectly, no errors, no do overs. The teams were decided. Rhodey, Nebula, Nat, and Clint were going to space to retrieve the Soul Stone and Power Stone. Pietro, Thor, and Rocket were going to Asgard for the Reality Stone. Tony, Bruce, Steve, and Scott were headed to New York in 2012 to retrieve the other three.

Steve entered the large garage where the time machine was held looking like someone the team almost didn’t recognize. He had shaved, his hair was cut short, and was wearing his old suit that still had the star underneath the nanotech of the time machine suits. He figured if they were going to be spotted in 2012, he needed to look like his former self. They all looked to him for a pep talk as he stepped onto the platform.

“Alright. There’s enough for one round trip each. We can’t mess this up. No mistakes. Most of us are going somewhere we know but that doesn’t mean we should know what to expect. Stay sharp and stay safe. We meet back in five minutes.”

Tony flew up to the top floor of Avengers Tower and snuck into the tower with a tiny Ant-man on his shoulder.

“Oh, Mr. Rogers I forgot that suit did nothing for your ass.”

“No one asked you to look, Tony.”

“I think you look great, Cap,” Scott said. “As far as I’m concerned that’s America’s ass.”

“Alright, STRIKE team’s got the scepter. Going back down the elevator. Coming your way Cap,” Tony said.

“On it.”

Steve pressed the button to open the doors to a crowded elevator full of S.H.I.E.L.D— HYDRA— agents. This wasn’t going to be like that last time. He knew who they were, what to do. Steve got in, settling himself right in the middle of all of them.

“Captain, I thought you were coordinating search and rescue,” Sitwell said.

“Hey, Cap.”

“Rumlow.” Steve tried to keep his voice professional and light. “I just got a call from the secretary, I’m running point on the scepter.”

“Hmm?”

“Got word there might be an attempt to steal it.”

“I’m gonna have to call the Director.” Sitwell started to reach for his phone.

“That’s alright, trust me.” Steve leaned over to whisper in Sitwell’s ear. “Hail HYDRA.”

When he stood back up straight, Sitwell looked at Rumlow and nodded. Steve smirked as he got off the elevator. He kept walking in the direction down the hall where the second elevator should be if he remembered the Tower correctly. Steve heard what sounded like Fury’s voice.

“We’re sorry we couldn’t get to you sooner, Miss Rogers. And that today isn’t exactly the most desirable time.”

“It’s okay. He’s nice, right?”

“Steve’s the nicest person you’ll meet. Got a stick up his ass but nicest person you could know.”

Steve heard your soft giggle at that. He kept walking past the office where he saw twelve year old you coming out of the bathroom to where Nick was waiting. Steve paused. He couldn’t help himself but just look at his child.

“I’ll try to find spare shoes but at least you’re not in HYDRA clothes anymore,” Nick said.

“When do I get to go home?”

“As soon as Captain Rogers finishes his mission. An hour or two, so for now we just wait here.”

Steve snapped out of it as he watched you flop over to where the chair was. Nick was right, he wasn’t speaking to Steve but he was right. As soon as he finished the mission he could go home and see you. You could come home. So could Sam and Bucky. He’d have his family back. He finally started to walk off and sighed seeing what was right in front of him.

“Oh, you’ve got to be shitting me,” Steve said as he came face to face with Captain America.

Clint and Nat both drew their weapons when they heard a voice greet them on Vormir. The cloaked figure said their names and while they didn’t lower their weapons, they tentatively took a few steps forward.

“Who are you?” Nat asked.

“A guide of sorts.”

“Great. Tell us where to find it and we’ll be on the way.”

“If only it were that easy.”

The cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows to reveal himself as Red Skull. The two Avengers looked at each other. They lowered their weapons, keeping them out by their sides though, and started to follow Red Skull. He led them right up to a cliff’s edge and they slowly started to put the pieces together. Nat shook her head.

“There’s got to be another way.”

“A soul for the Soul Stone. There is no other way,” Red Skull said.

Red Skull just stood near the edge as the two walked off to contemplate. Clint was insisting there was another way while Nat just sat down on a rock to think. She worked out through it while Clint listened and they both knew there was no second option. Red Skull was right.

“Whatever it takes,” Nat muttered.

“Whatever it takes.”

Nat looked over not liking the tone of Clint’s voice. She saw him looking out at the cliff and stood up quickly to grab his arm.

“Clint whatever you’re thinking no. You have a family. Laura, your kids.”

Clint swallowed. “Should remember their dad in a good way… don’t give me that look Nat. We both know I’ve done terrible things these past years, you don’t recover from that. Let me go out a hero again.”

“Clint.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered before punching her hard in the face so she would let go.

By the time she recovered, there was nothing Nat could do as she stretched out an arm and watched Clint jump over the cliff. The Soul Stone fell into her hand but she couldn’t move, not right away.

“We blew it. It was six stones or nothing. Six stones or nothing,” Scott said as he paced back and forth.

“Do we need the Tesseract if we have the scepter?” Steve asked.

“Scepter’s not enough of the Space Stone. Tesseract would’ve guaranteed that and more.”

They were all sitting around the rubble of trashed New York trying to figure out what to do. Tony, who was sitting in the driver’s seat of a car left in the rubble, knocked on the dashboard.

“Are there any other options with the Tesseract?” Steve asked. “Time periods we know it’s in, we’ll ju—”

“No,” Scott said. “There’s no other options! We don’t have enough particles.”

Tony was staring out in the distance as well when he jumped up.

“We have more Space Stone… but you’re not going to like it, Cap.”

They traveled back to the compound where they waited for everyone else. Once the others arrived, Steve did a quick head count. They were missing a person.

“Nat, where’s Clint?”

She couldn’t speak. It was dead silent. Everyone looked at their feet in disbelief as Nebula explained the Soul Stone. Nat finally found her voice.

“He wanted to go out a hero, an Avenger again. I say we get this working and honor that.”

The team nodded and handed their stones to Tony, Rocket, and Bruce. Steve went up into the apartment and into your room. He flicked on the light. The whole place was pristine, FRIDAY had kept it clean of dust. You still had the straw icosidodecahedrons hung up on the ceiling. The bookshelf was full of various books and trinkets from missions— he never got the yak one he said he would get you. The stuffed bunny was laying in the middle of the bed. Steve walked over to your vanity. There were polaroids and photobooth pictures tucked and taped around the mirror edges of you and your friends. He smiled looking at them and at the expo marker message you had written atop the mirror— after five years, Steve was sure it wasn’t coming off anymore— Beautiful Me starring Babydoll…

Steve opened the top drawer that held your various bonnets and headscarves to get what he needed. Tony was right, the two blades from your palms were still glowing blue even after all this time. They were too hot to touch without protection so Steve kept them wrapped in your headscarf and closed the drawer. When he got downstairs, Tony, Bruce, and Rocket were already halfway through the glove. Tony carefully took the blades from Steve.

“Tony… this better work. That’s all I have left of her.”

“We’ll be careful, Steve. And we’ll get it right.”

Steve walked out, having faith in Tony but still feeling anxious. It had to work. That’s what he kept telling himself. It would work and soon he’d hear Sam calling for him. He he’d Bucky making fun of him. And he’d hear you yelling for him over something that was probably trivial and more than likely Peter-related. Steve chuckled to himself at the thought. You guys would probably be in for a bit of a surprise that he had shaved. Steve sat on the couch, eating a very plain dinner, when he heard knocking. He called for them to come in and was greeted with Nat, Pietro, and Thor.

“Rhodey, Nebula, and Scott are keeping the others company… we thought you could use some,” Nat said gently.

Steve nodded. “Thank you, guys.”

They all sat down on the couch while Steve got up to fix them some dinner. It was eaten mainly in silence. Towards the end of the night, they started sharing stories of the past and talking about what they would do when everyone came back.

“Alright, glove’s finished,” Rocket said. “Now the question is, who’s going to snap their fingers?”

Thor jumped up, only to be stopped by basically everybody. He was still hurting, it was understandable why he would want to do it.

“Just wait,” Steve said. “We should at least discuss it.”

“Look. Sitting here and standing about isn’t going to bring everybody back. I’m the strongest Avenger, okay? So let me,” Thor started.

“I’m telling you, you’re in no condition,” Tony said. “And we want everyone alive. We’ve already lost someone, don’t need another.”

“Do you know what is coursing through my veins?”

“Cheese Whiz?” Rhodey retorted.

“Lightning. We need to do it… do something good, something right, do…”

“It’s not that simple, buddy. That glove holds enough energy to light up a continent,” Tony said.

“I’ll do it,” Bruce said. “I’ve spent months in the gamma lab. I’m the closest here to Thanos’ composition and I should be able to withstand it.”

“You sure, Bruce?” Natasha asked.

“You saw what those stones did to Thanos, they almost killed him. It’s up to me.”

Everyone looked at each other. Bruce was right.

“Alright,” Tony said. “Remember, bring back everyone Thanos snapped away five years ago. Don’t touch the now.”

“Got it.”

They all suited up to protect themselves from the potential blast of the stones. If it went wrong, there was a possibility that nothing would happen which would suck but they’d move on like they had already been doing. There was also the much scarier consequence that they would all die— no one wanted to think about that option. The glove stretched around Bruce’s hand. He suddenly kneeled under the power of the stones. Thor yelled for him to take it off but Bruce assured everyone that he was fine. The glove smoked until Bruce snapped. Nothing happened. But they weren’t concerned about that. Bruce, whose arm was charred and smoking, was the main focus. He was groaning as he laid on the floor.

“Don’t move him,” Tony said as Steve approached.

Tony blasted something from the Iron Man suit to ease the pain.

“Did it work?” Bruce asked.

“We’re not sure, are you okay?” Thor asked as he knelt next to his friend.

They slowly sat Bruce up and assessed the damage. Not too bad once the smoke had settled, just a wicked radiation burn that probably would’ve killed most other people. The gamma from Hulk made it look more like a burn from fire. Scott stared out the window when they all heard it. Birds. They all smiled, it actually worked. Steve got up once he knew that Bruce was fine and joined Scott by the window.

The corners of his mouth lifted as he watched the birds when he and Scott saw the spaceship invade the view of the window. Before anyone could react, the ship blasted missiles at the window. The missiles busted through the compound and blew them all backwards. Everyone tried to clear the way and find some sort of safety as the entire compound was being blasted by missiles. The compound crumbled around them.

“Lower levels flooded!” Rhodey yelled in the comms.

“What?!” Scott yelled back.

“I’m on it! I’m on it!” Scott said.

“Has anyone seen Natasha?!” Steve yelled once he recovered.

The crackle of Nat’s comm came in, it was faint but they could hear it. “Sewers… running from alien dogs. I got the glove.”

“What the hell is going on?” Thor asked as he found Steve.

Tony appeared next to them. He shoved the shield back to Steve. “Look, you lose this again and I’m keeping it. Mess with time, it tends to mess back.”

“Look.”

Thor pointed and the other two men followed where his finger was pointing. It was Thanos. This was time messing back. This was about to be the battle at Wakanda all over again. But they weren’t losing this time. Whatever the purple giant thought was going to happen they were going to make sure it didn’t come to fruition.

“The stones are with Nat,” Steve commented as they watched Thanos just sit there.

“Somewhere under all this,” Tony said.

“So we know he doesn’t have them. Let’s keep it that way.”

“You know it’s a trap, right?” Thor asked.

“Yeah,” Steve said tightly. “I don’t care all that much.”

“Good. Just as long as we’re all in agreement.”

“Same page, Lebowski,” Tony said.

Thor held out his hands and lightning hit him and his Mjolnir and axe flew into his hands.

“Let’s kill him properly this time,” Thor said as the lightning in him died down.

“You could not live with your own failure,” Thanos said as they approached. “And where did that bring you? Back to me. I thought by eliminating half of life that the other half would thrive. But you have shown me that’s impossible as long as there are those that remember what was. They will resist.”

“Yep, we’re all kinds of stubborn,” Tony snarked back.

“Thank you for that. Because now I know what I must do. I will shred this universe down to it’s last atom. And then with the stones you’ve collected for me, create a new one teaming with life that knows not what it’s lost but what it’s been given. A grateful universe.”

Thanos grabbed his helmet and weapon. The lightning started coursing through Thor again. Tony brought down the mask of his suit.

“Born of blood,” Steve said as he readjusted his shield.

“They’ll never know it. Because you won’t be alive to tell them.”

Tony was sick of the talking and started blasting beams at Thanos, causing Steve and Thor to spring into action as well.

“Thor, hit me!”

Tony used the lightning from Thor to generate some high beams and throw them at Thanos. Thanos grabbed Tony to use as a shield just as Thor threw Mjolnir. The man had gone flying, his helmet almost coming off. Thor and Steve didn’t let up until Thanos punched the God of Thunder in the face. The punch was so strong it knocked Thor down and Thanos took the chance to try and shove Thor’s axe into his chest until the Mjolnir smacked Thanos in the face. He and Thor both looked over to see Steve.

“I knew it,” Thor said with a smile.

Thanos let go of the axe and kicked Thor in the face, knocking out the Asgardian. Steve swung the Mjolnir, bringing in a line of lightning towards the purple giant’s direction. Thanos swung around his weapon as he started to approach Steve. Steve fought as long as he could but this Thanos had a new vigor knowing he had already beat them before. Thanos had knocked Steve clear across the compound.

“In my years of conquest, it was never personal. But I’ll tell you now, what I’m about to do to your stubborn, annoying little planet I’m gonna enjoy it, very very much… you just don’t know when to give up, do you?”

Thanos watched Steve stand up. His breathing was labored and when he stood up it took him a moment to stop swaying. Thanos huffed out a laugh and Steve looked up to see lots of ships. Some were sending down beams and ground soldiers came out. Steve looked down to see his shield, the paint from where the blades hit had it scraped and chipped. He adjusted the shield with a wince. Thanos just stared as Steve walked towards him with a slight limp.

“Hey, Cap. Can you read me? On your left.”

The sound caused Steve to stop mid-step.

“Cap? Do you hear me?”

“What?” Steve asked, breathless.

Five years and Steve thought now wasn’t the time to start hallucinating Sam’s voice. He looked around at the grim scene of a broken down compound when he saw a single portal behind him.

“He said on your left, Dheaidí.” You ran out of the portal trying to get to Steve as quickly as possible.

(Part 33)...

#steve rogers x teen!reader #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x black!reader #peter parker x reader #avengers x teen!reader #avengers fic #marvel fic

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tubborucho · 1 year

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The Quotebook

I already posted half of those quotes once, but there’s more now AND I learned how to do read more.

Most of the quotes are from different mcyt, but there’s also a couple of other people like CallMeKevin, Steven Suptic, Insym, Jacksepticeye, Gabby, etc.

Current quotes count: 431

Some of the quotes may be a bit different from the original, but it’s hard to type them out while it’s a livestream

1. “Oh it looks different in the darkness! Like a glow stick!” Ranboo

2. “Just killed a woman, feeling good” Tommy

3. “I am not mad, I am just disappointed in everything you are” Tommy

4. “Even if i started as a gaslighter, I ended as a girlboss, and that is what matter” Tommy

5. “No one except me put my life in danger, but yet i still do” Tommy

6. “I lost, but to be fair, i also cheated” Tommy

7. “I am my own girlfriend” Tommy

8. “I have a gun and no will to live. Let’s see what will happen” Tommy, playing minecraft

9. “Scott doesn’t like my russian dancing???” Tubbo

10. “I think I am fine just russian dancing, baby!” Tubbo

11. “I haven’t got a time to lose” Tommy

12. “If you don’t like the rules, you shouldn’t be in Wyoming” Tommy

13. “I think psychological war is a key to all relationships” Tommy

14. “Sorry, you couldn’t talk to me, I was too busy being alpha” Wilbur

15. “She drops her wings like guillotine” Wilbur

16. “Tubbo maybe love America. But I only love things that are real. Like Jesus” Wilbur

17. “I will give you advice. No matter how you look, no matter who or where you are. QUIT YOUR JOB! And then start a company! And quit it too! There’s not enough quitters in the world” Tommy

19. “If we all build a bomb and then combine it, we can finally get rid of America!” Tommy

20. “Will, I am dipped again” Tommy

21. “We need mud more than ever” Tommy

22. “We’re dumpenning the glam” Tommy

23. “I’m the only cock round here” Tommy

24. “Get birthed, bitch. Enjoy pregnancy, you fuck” Tommy

25. “Thing about friends is that they all gonna leave you. So you should leave them first” Tommy

26. “If Georgenotfound was a mouse, Schlatt would be a rat” Tommy

27. “‘I can't block clutch that’ is what I said when my marriage was failing” Tommy

28. “Who these axolotl fucks and why are they getting more attention than me?” Tommy

29. “Oh, this zombie found a food. But I am a food” Tommy

30. “Let me find my own battles” Tommy

31. “I got this boat still, I am optimising on it” Tommy

32. “The wind is truly cooking up on my sail” Tommy

33. “There’s a thing, Phil. I overcame death” Tommy

34. “Everyone dies in their own unique and wonderful way” Tommy

35. “Tubbo is such an only child” Tommy

36. “I crave manipulation” Tommy

37. “I’m gatekeeping right now pretty hard, ngl” Sneeg

38. “Would’ve start serious dming Tubbo” Tommy

39. “I lost my phone, I think I dropped it in the shower and never picked it up” Tubbo

40. Tommy: You didn’t explain me the game!

Tubbo: Well, explaining only works when you listen

Tommy: Mememem look at me, I am Tubbo, I am smart

41. “C’mon, king, take Pakistan, you deserve this” Tubbo

42. Tubbo: I think it’s everyone’s game except for Tommy.

Tommy, chuckling: Thanks, man. Iran will remember that.

43. “You lecturning me” Tommy, to the Villager

44. "It's not about the people you mend along the way, it's about- it's about you know, the fact that when- 'cause you're gonna die, the fact that when you die, you're not- you're not alone" - TommyInnit, 2022.

45. “I am wearing a Tubbo hoodie. I am wearing a Tubbo hoodie. I am wearing a Tubbo hoodie. Tubbo moment, Tubbo moment” Tommy

46. “Guys, I am currently your uncomfortable streamer, because I am completely discomforted” Tommy

47. “‘Streamer has morals’? Just know I can turn them off. I can and I will” Tubbo

48. “As a civilization, would we benefit from Tommyinnit not being able to swim?” Wilbur

49. “I will not add something like that to my kingdom. Too much math. And I am gay, I can’t do maths” Scott S Smajor

50. “I don't know how you expect us to live laugh love in these conditions” Scott S Smajor

51. “Only Tubbo would go ‘I’ve been craving ability of changing probability recently’” Tommy

52. “But only if it’s cute. If it’s not… I’d rather live dangerously” Scott S Smajor

53. "Gatekeep, Gaslight, and Girlboss, Cleo. That's the 3 Gs of this series. You want to gatekeep the resources, you want to gaslight the other players, and you want to girlboss by winning" Scott S Smajor

54. “I am gatekeeping gates now! No one gets in!” Scott S Smajor

55. "I already came out, it was a few years ago Pearl. It was a hard time” Scott S Smajor

56. “I encourage milfs and dilfs to watch my streams” Tommy

57. “My job in this group is to make it extremely gay” Scott

58. “Who cares. I care” Tubbo

59. “You know, sometimes I really don’t know how I got this far in life” Jimmy

60. “Please don't put a bomb in it if you ever give me a gift either, i don't like bombs” Tommy

61. “If your brother calls you an idiot, you should say ‘Shut up bitch’” Foolish

62. “The thing is: my game is never over, it’s only started” Tommy

63. “You used to be about water courses and Georgenotfound” Wilbur

64. “It’s not about the noise, it’s about the journey” Tommy

65. “We sacrificed two more people to the hardcore world” Joel Smallishbeans

66. “Big spiky hips. That’s what I look for in a woman” Wilbur

67. “Never put your fucking jizz and cum in the corner bitch” Jack Manifold

68. “I can feel myself melting down. I’m like a Chernobyl now” Tubbo

69. “What people did? Invented anime and war. Let’s eat people” Tommy

70. “Beckyamon, I take back all my thoughts about you I didn’t say outloud” Tommy

71. “You know? I all for equality, but I draw a line on eating people” Tubbo

72. “I remember losing my kidney virginity” Tommy

73. “Minding my business, I had a hay in my mouth. What can I say? I am a man of culture. So…” Tubbo

74. “I don’t think you should take eyeballs from strangers” GeminiTay

75. “Me too, king. I’m glad we can hang out like the old and gays… WAIT, I didn’t mean to say old and gays, it just kinda came out! Sorry… Well, they came out too.” Jack Manifold

76. “Philza Minecraft don’t do mercy. He also doesn’t do Geneva Convention” Tubbo

77. “An Irishmen never trust anyone who can make tea in the dark” Jacksepticeye

78. "I sucked Fundy... I'm sure he'll appreciate that” 5up

79. "A bunch of f*cking idiots... and then 5up" Sleepy

80. “Sometimes i get in the shower with socks on to prove a point” Tubbo

81. “I like it when girl uses my own voice” Tommy

82. “You know I was pretending that I am bad at the game. But now when we are at 3 game, I can go all on” Connor

83. “I’m not the bigger person.. and I will never be the bigger person. but my god, will I be the louder person” Tubbo

84. “Guys, I guess my demons are coming out, Ive been threatening to fight a viewer for the past 5 minutes” Connor

85. “I can find something to complain about, give me 45 seconds” Connor

86. “Why would they make a game on any mechanic after 1.8” Connor

87. "I'm just a realist. It's not mean, some people would call it being real" DK

88. Tina: Apollo, why did you run away from this?

DumbDog: Cause I’m a bad bitch

89. “Tomatoes are strange creatures. I don’t trust them. I trust tomatoes about as far as I can throw them, which I suppose is a lot. Maybe that was a bad analogy” Foolish

90. “Am i a fruit? Am i a carb? No, I’m definitely a protein!” Foolish

91. “I’d be the guy in the apocalypse whose always chewing gum” Foolish

92. “See most people have boring merch, like shirts and hoodies. I’m gonna sell you guys dictionaries” Foolish

93. “I was stacking sand like an animal!” Foolish

94. “If anything, I underthink” Foolish

95. “I’m like a dolphin, or a shark... whatever drinks water” Foolish

96. “It’s good to have some muffins before kicking ass” Foolish

97. “If I was born in 98' what actually am I? Am I a gemini... or a millenial?..” Foolish

98. “Charity is never easy” Smallishbeans

99. “Why must I be in pain for simply just exiting” Tina

100. “Raft is like a game of chess. Sophisticated, yet modest” Tommy

101. “Patience is a virtue of a man” Tommy

102. “Plastic comes in so many shapes and sizes. It never fails to amaze me” Tommy

103. “I am just taking a moment to take it all in” Tommy

104. “I don’t need a sail when I have optimism” Tommy

105. “I hope I didn’t fail 5up here. I know how much he likes playing video games” Steven Suptic

106. “It’s like those american schools you have, with guns!” Tubbo

107. “You’re trying to tell me that Skeppy exists, and I don’t believe it” Tubbo

108. “People are dying over there, and I am looking at my storage” Tommy

109. Tommy: Sex kills!

Tubbo: And my god, it is morally wrong

110. “I got so much blood coming from my ears because of you” Tubbo

111. Tommy: Guys, I think I am happiest I’ve ever been right now.

Tubbo: I am so sorry, get well soon.

112. “We need to be well-rounded individuals, if we gonna shoot people and feel good about that” Tommy

113. “I don’t speak bicycle” JSchlatt

114. “You have to trust me, it’s you” DK

115. "I haven't seen 5up all round, maybe he's the killer" Koji says, when 5up was already dead the round before

116. “How do you defeat something which you cannot kill? How, how do you defeat something that cannot die? It’s simple...You take away things that it cherishes, one by one, until it wishes that it was dead.

That’s how you kill an unkillable god:

By making it want to die.” BadBoyHalo, on having his house moved to Ohio

117. “I think eyes are overrated” Eret

118. “Man I speak horse! [NEIGH] Learned that from a horse girl back in high school” BoomerNA

119. “Well, I take no responsibility for that. Unless you are happy with outcome. Then I take all responsibility for that” Scott

120. “I am a constant risk to my own safety” Tubbo

121. “WHAT?! I didn't- I don't- this was never-. IM NOT INTO YOU TUBBO. I'm not. Not in "that way". Sorry if that makes things Cringe but no where was that implied. Sure, you're Fresh as Fuck but not in a way that I just think you've read into this too much” Tommy, because Tubbo said that he doesn’t want to sleep with him

122. “We need to start spreading hate” Tommy

123. “Thats it, im spreading hate” Tommy

124. “That’s a beginners talk, and for that you will receive a penalty” Steve

125. Koji: Hey, Dumbdog, any congratulations for me?

Dumbdog: Absolutely not...

126. “Eat a giant pile of shut the fuck up” Bob

127. "When I look at your eyes... They're both.... Eyes" Wade

128. “‘What is money if not an obstacle’. And that’s a Steve quote for my life, I will take it to the grave” Steve

129. “You think it’s gonna get me, Koji? I am impenetrable. Koji, I can’t penetrate-slash-never’ve been penetrated” Steve

130. “It looks like a ca-HAT-strophe” Steve

131. “I am glad we came to a decider that it isn’t gonna be me” Ellum

132. “He has such a low impact that everyone is just disregarding him” Steve

133. “Feel free to respect me” Tommy

134. “Chat, I think this whole thing has got very out of hand. All I want to do is sit and eat polaroid photos” Tommy

135. “I’m gonna go vegan in rage” Tommy

136. “I am perfect. I am absolutely perfect” George

137. “I want more of me and less of anyone else” Tommy

138. “The master of Among Us, dude?? You not even a peasant of Among Us!” Steve

139. “Sorry, didn’t know you are out to silence my free will” Tommy

140. “I can simply porn act and pretend there’s a bomb on me” 5up

141. “I would fuck a tory, but I wouldn’t get fucked by a tory” Wilbur

142. “He says big words to basically say nothing. And I know that, because I am good at that” 5up

143. “hello streamer, did you know that if you use a bucket of water and place it just before you land you can negotiate fall damage” the Jims (5up’s chat)

144. “It’s like Jesus. My favourite Disney princess” Scott

145. “I’ve never felt more like an animal in my life” 5up

146. “I like red little birds. They fill me with happiness and joy” Tubbo

147. “Every second Grian is only getting closer” Phil

148. “So I decided to block out the sun!“ Oli

149. “Oh no, my one weakness… being weak!” Lizzie

150. “Me and Ranboo were roleplaying that I was gifting him a rat” Wilbur

151. “I’ll have to horoscope all over the place” Wilbur

152. “No one’s as alive as me” Tubbo

153. “A minecraft bird cant fly with two left wings” Wilbur

154. “She’s a FREAK, but a fun freak in that” Tommy

155. “There was still like milk to milk from a minion cash cow” Seamus

156. "You never realise how long a minute is until you spend it waiting to die" Kevin

157. "How do we know this isn't an act of god?" Tommy

158. "He plays Minecraft and I play psychological thriller" Iskall

159. “Dream is a modern day Hannah Montana” Illumina

160. “Maximus Bucharest is not just a fashion house. He is a fashion bungalow” Max Fosh

161. “You pulled him out of a catalog. But because you pulled him out of a catalog his personality is paper-thin” Dylan

162. "Do you want her to marry a freaking tree? 'Cause I'm available” Dylan

163. “Oh no, my cod, it’s drowning!” Joel

164. “You give a man fishing rode and he is fed forever. You give him 8 buckets of salmon and he is scared and confused” Wilbur

165. “Trees help you breathe, and we all need to breathe to play Minecraft” Joel

166. “The beach people worship Totoro” Lizzie

167. “It feels like Scott did a weird random wheel generator, balanced it out and that’s the teams!” Antfrost

168. “It’s not Lime Llamas, it’s Lime Liars, and it’s me, Dream, Fruit and Your mom” Zeuz

169. “I am not gonna wrote Aqua Axolotls cause I can’t be bothered” Zeuz

170. “Church? It’s a Saturday. Church doesn’t exist” Wilbur

171. “What’s a Wisconsin?” ZombieCleo

172. “I don’t think I’ve appreciated before how weird ghasts are looking. I kind of just… accepted them in my life” Grian

173. “I’m gonna skip so much time, we’re gonna kill God himself” Jacksepticeye

174. “If they will just add more Sands of Time… The MCC just will get better and better” HBomb

175. “Through our discussion we had established that we will win. Great news” Oli

176. "You're a highly unusual individual and I can't let my audience be around you" Techno

177. “This is a sin! Let me get God on you” Tommy

178. “How do you predict? It’s all copium and bias. I don’t know how to not be biased, i am an egoistical optimistic person. So how do I do it?” Purpled

179. “DMCA IS ONE OF THOSE URBAN MYTHS” Tommy

180. “If only Jesus knew about this… oh I forgot, I AM Jesus” Tommy

181. “Sniff, I mean this in a nice way, but knowing memes does not make up for a personality” Tubbo

182. “I hate british people. British people should stop being british” Purpled

183. "I've won over 6,000 games of solo bedwars, fun is a distant memory" Purpboy, the kid that grew up with older brothers

184. “Don’t you know you are playing against Purpled Bedwars? I invented Bedwars” Purpled

185. "Put my tea in the microwave" Grian

186. "If first you don't succeed, keep annoying your friends until they listen" Grian

187. "We must not dwell on the fact we have no friends" Grian

188. “Not everything I do has to start a war. Sometimes I just want to create a society of sewer-related mole people” Grian

189. “You’d make a great politician, Lannan, because that was all bullshit” Jacksepticeye

190. Seapeekay: One thing I’ve learnt from this is that you miss all of the shots you dont take

Jacksepticeye: Oh, I just miss all of the shots regardless; I like to be consistent

191. "I haven't seen the moon in 3 years because I'm on the same server as Bdubs” Mumbo

192. “I’m about to hit spit spakle the fuck outta someone” Tubbo

193. “I will never be selected naturally. I will choose when it’s my time to die” Tubbo

194. “I am such a good discomfort streamer. I got so good at that lately” Tubbo

195. “I already did that, I am a rebel. I am rebellious. I am in my rebellious phase. Yeah, I tried alcohol. What can I say, I am rebellious” Tubbo

196. "Thats right. I'm breaking into your house. I'm gonna steal your man" Life advice with Grian

197. “You buy the whole seat to this musical, but you only need the edge of it” YoBGS

198. “It’s okay, I have my cat ears and my skirt, I am still doing well!” Baablu

199. “Confidently said it with confidence” SMii7Y

200. “I’m a feeble boy, there’s only so much meat I can handle” Jack Manifold

201. “Trust me, dude. I want to find the suck. I just… I can’t” Ohmwreker

202. “It’s hard being a diplomat like that, people don’t really think it is but it did but it do you know” Smii7y

203. “I am being gaslit, and theres no girlbossing going on, lemme tell you that much” Jack

204. "I've seen all the bugs. I actually make the bugs” CJ

205. “Ghosts have urinated on the table” George

206. “I am going to play only copirated music this stream, because what if I will get DMCAed on Twitch during Twitchcon, that would be funny” Tommy

207. “I am gonna say it now, I am not at all sexually involved with this race” Wilbur

208. “Wilbur, say it with me: I love anal!” Tommy

209. “You are not cringe, you are an inconvenience” Tubbo

210. “You are just words, but you are wonderful words” Wilbur

211. “Phil, when I look at you, I think of you as a bit of a bottom guy” Wilbur

212. “Even in death I’m mega handsome” Grian

213. “I believed in the heart of the cards and the heart of cards KILLED ME” Grian

214. “The only rating system that matters is what tier you are in Scott Smajor’s head” Seapeekay

215. “Americans all they do is see a crime, think it’s probably a lag and walk away” Tommy

216. “No memes, just suffering” CJ

217. “I have a disclaimer, it fixes everything” Antfrost

218. “Superheroes don’t die in earthquakes” Sophie

219. “Phil, you pin me as a kind of person to own a Ferrari” Tubbo

220. “As long as we have the same fashion sense, it equals skills” Tubbo

221. “To be fair, I am all for some good bullying, if we are getting this kind of results” Tubbo

222. “In my mind I just think: ‘Man, I hope this organic. Only sinners eat not organic carrots’” Tubbo

223. “I am like a fish out of water, but the water is a Dodgeball arena” Wilbur

224. “Philza Minecraft! God, you look not a day over ninety” Tubbo

225. “I am going to get addicted to this game and I am not happy about it. But that is life” Tubbo

226. “I am a ball lover. I really am” Tubbo

227. “Ball is life, Tubbo” Wilbur

228. “I mean I’m already a criminal I may as well keep going” Shubble

229. Jack: There’s a lot of dsmp music, now that I think about it. Half of us made a song.

Eryn: Not me. I am too based.

230. “Everyone thinks I am a babysitter, but I am really just an alcoholic aunt” HBomb

231. “How much are you getting for babysitting today? Hopefully One Coin” HBomb

232. “Is this Skeppy? I think I just came” Tommy

233. “It’s me. Tombee Innit. The uncle of the great wedding we call life” Tommy

234. “Am I allowed to judge people's penises?” HBomb

235. “‘You hate me?'. No, I don’t hate you, I hate everybody” PeteZahHutt

236. “Jack’s literally wearing a Garfield outfit... I think he might be my soulmate” Martyn

237. “Who’s corpsing it?” Jack Manifold

238. “Is that my inner Trump?” Tommy

239. “I’ve been dunkin, pops” Tommy

240. “CJ is the one we need to be scared of, not the ghost” Insym

241. “Stop spending time with women and start spending time time-traveling” Tommy

242. “My new husband arrives today” Wilbur

243. “If you look through any of my fan’s twitters you’ll realize that these dudes aren’t okay. I should be sponsored by Better Help to be honest” Purpled

244. “Phil, remember when we smoked weed and fucked bitches?” Tommy

245. “I love doing nothing, it makes my life so much easier” HBomb

246. “Oh my god, I hate humans. All humans should die. Robots are better” HBomb

247. “I am a god with the dexterity of a mouse" Tommy

248. “Liberal. what is a liberal? It’s planting seeds in a garden you don’t get to see. If I throw away my balls— what is a liberal? That’s it, you’ve completely enraged me” Tommy

249. “‘Say a curse word’? Don’t tell me what to do you ✨fucking bastard✨” Tommy

250. “Among us would never kill me, Among us knows better. We are brothers in Christ, the Christ being, of course, Tubbo. Jesus Christ Tubbo” Tommy

251. “It’s like I am in Walmart! It’s my greatest nightmare!” Insym

252. “Don’t mean to flex, but I murdered two people, no big deal” HBomb

253. “And we need some smart people dust too” Geminitay, breaking redstone

254. “I feel like life is just better when people aren't wearing pants” HBomb

255. “It’s fine, I am a scum” Sneeg

256. “You know what, Sneeg, when I grow up I want to be just like you and do all the drugs that you’ve done” Tubbo

257. “I’ve never seen you so passionate about headwear” Tubbo

258. “Admittedly, I am a verified colonizer” Tubbo

259. “You’ve taken upon yourself to steal from the great city of France!” Tommy

260. “If you live in Wyoming, you have to be a cannibal” Tommy

261. “We have Salvador Dali for a villain” Sophie

262. “We're more stuck than your average stepsister” Insym

263. “I could’ve figure this out if I used my brain, but sometimes I just don’t use my brain” Insym

264. “This is my villain origin story. I am going to complete a villain arc right now” Insym

265. “I am actually potentially going to die here” Insym

266. “I am a stereotype :D” Kristin

267. “This city has more infrastructure than the entirety of America” Tubbo

268. “He is a dark whorse of this lobby, that’s for sure” Steve

269. “Every boy has a resting rock” Tommy

270. “I don’t know how to play Dungeon & Dinosaurs” Tubbo

271. “An old friend of mine, we call him Mr. Keys. Mrs. Keys for short” Tommy

272. “It’s fine, fella, you are with God now” Tubbo

273. “It’s like a beautiful rain of generational gaps” Wilbur

274. “Boomers destroyed themselves and zoomers just fucked around and failed” Wilbur

275. “And up to this point, Wilbur, I thought climate change was completely made up by Dream” Tommy

276. “I can get soggy for Schlatt” Tommy

277. “You’re a sucker and I am a fucker” Charlie

278. “Phil, Amazon forest is nice only until Tubbo will go and burn it down with his mid-eastern war force” Eryn

279. “No bears being pocked here” Beky

280. “I am quite content not having balls” Tubbo

281. “Punishment for trying” Phil

282. “We moved through catacombs from Tasmania to Spain” Eryn

283. “Do Spiderman’s friend shoot spiderwebs? They don’t shoot spiderwebs, so they are not cool” Eryn

284. “It was lunch. Well, technically breakfast” Tubbo

285. “I don’t want to live on an edge of uncertainty anymore” Insym

286. “They call me a doorbreaker. It’s actually my middle name in college” Insym

287. “‘How to survive school?’ That depends if you are in America or not. I assume it’s pretty easy everywhere other than in America” Tubbo

288. “You should be thankful. I was gonna kill you and I stopped myself” CJ

289. “Cause you died, dude. Get rekt” CJ

290. “I have an addiction at the moment, so I am a bit cold turkey” CJ

291. “I have my wits about me” Tubbo

292. “The shadows are shadowing, they are shadowing too much!” Vixella

293. “American people don’t quite understand, how do I say it lightly, anything” Tommy

294. “People often ask me: ‘Tom, what it’s like to be an internet superstar?’. And I answer them: ‘I don’t know, I have dementia’” Tommy

295. “You guys should turn your country off and on” Insym

296. “I am going to dress as a slutty cheese for Halloween” Kevin

297. “Never change yourself for a dude… it could give you ✨aCnE✨” Gabby

298. “Are you weeping?! But you're a baddie?!” Gabby

299. “Boys are not worth the stress acne, that is why I’m glowing” Gabby

300. “We could just burst down the door and battle to overthrow Ren. But that’s lame. You know what’s better? Psychological Warfare” Impulse

301. “When God said ‘let there be light’, AND THERE WAS I” Gabby

302. “If you have a power to shapeshift into anything and at any point in your life you choose to turn into insect, you should have your powers remove” Dylan

303. “Underestimating your enemies is as dangerous as underestimating your taxes” Kevin

304. “I can’t use a computer? Oh my god, I am a boomer” Kevin

305. "I'm a defender of the stupid. I gotta protect my own kind” Kevin

306. “Being insane isn’t that bad. I still win, that’s nice” Kevin

307. "Decision has been made. And the decisicion was wrong” Kevin

308. “Doesn’t seem like a good idea, but I kind of made of bad ideas” Insym

309. “Wait, I am not looking at the ceiling, what happened to me” Wilbur

310. “Imagine the entire house was a bathtub, that would be just unsanitary” Wilbur

311. “We’re all on the same team here, Scar. Except for Pearl. And everyone not on our team” Joe Hills

312. “I’M SORRY, I’VE NEVER BEEN A CHICKEN BEFORE” Elaina

313. “I am convinced that’s what dying is like” Tubbo

314. “I am not pregnant, it wouldn’t work for me” Tubbo

315. “Tips with me: just don’t die” Tubbo

316. “I want to have strong words with Fate” Tubbo

317. “Don’t leave me, Phil, I am parasocial!!!!” Tubbo

318. “I knew something was up when CPK died first” Sapnap

319. “I am hopping around and look at the sparkles and think: ‘Damn, they are sparkling’” Tubbo

320. “OH I FORGOT ANTFROST IS GAY! I FORGOT ABOUT THAT FACTOR” 5up

321. “People don’t like committing crimes when there’s a camera” George

322. “Oh my god, I am all over the place. I am everywhere and also nowhere at once” Vixella

323. “Tubbo is a biter, I guarantee” Martyn InTheLittleWood

324. “I am late, but I am the Moment” Gabby

325. “The secret is to just not use your brain” Krtzy

326. “I am not evil, I’m just twisted” Tubbo

327. “How’s my sanity looking, because I am loosing my fucking mind” Kiwo

328. “I am actually attracted to mundanity. It’s my biggest turn on” Tommy

329. “I sprinkle my clout into the sea to attract fish” Tommy

330. “Okay, chat, lay a thousands eggs then” Charlie Slimecicle

331. “No longer I am a flesh streamer. I am now a png tuber” Tubbo

332. “My cock is throbbing and I am full of frog” Tommy

333. “Tubbo, you can’t go around killing Gods” Tommy

334. “Kids, I know you always play those video games, but you know who is always among us and never sus? Jesus” Alex Meyers

335. “I am quitting youtube and becoming a psychology major to understand what’s going on in your fucking brain!” Dev

336. “Let’s give a head to Sniff” Apo

337. "Listen here you little shits (Laughs), I know what I'm doing... I created this game" Phil

338. "It turns out people give you free things, if you horrify them enough" Lizzie

339. “Oh no! It’s The Milf!” Sophie

340. “Don’t think I have enough in me to feel anything after… anything” Steve

341. “Yes, I can leak stuff too. Some might say it’s a speciality of mine” Tubbo

342. “Oh, 400k qrtw. I must be based today or ruining my career” Tubbo

343. “One day, Sneeg, I will know how to fry the air and we will be the same” Tubbo

344. “It turns on. I just have issues with it, spiritually” Tubbo

345. “It’s funnier if it’s american, because nobody will take it seriously” Tubbo

346. “It’s not very pumpkin spice latte of you” Tubbo

347. “I am being /srs /Garfield” Tubbo

348. “I was getting worried I started act a bit like an Emu” Tubbo

349. “We all emu deep in this Australia of the world” Tubbo

350. “New year, no gay” Tommy

351. “We can tell you are 4ft tall with the amount you are reaching” Tubbo

352. “Omg, Shubble, you have so much stuff that I could have instead” Tubbo

353. “My arrows did nothing to him! He is so scottish!” Tubbo

354. “Yeah, gaslight, girlboss, tiktok slay, cataways, all of those trendy words” Tubbo

355. “I’ve restarted this server day 1 style like 17 times now. At least half of them because of Tubbo, because he has no filter” Scott

356. “Sometimes I just don’t have the words. They all sound the same: awesome, awful, avocado. I can’t do it” Tubbo

357z “You have a powerful tongue” Tubbo

358. “I came back as a saturated streamer” Tubbo

359. “Sometimes it’s not about slaying the dragon, but making the dragon slay” Gunnar Deatherage

360. “How do I write ‘bank’ in stairs?” Tubbo

361. “The problem with Marvel is that it’s like you are watching a Mr.Beast video of cinema” Tubbo

362. “‘I hate planes’? Sorry, chatters, I just need to permanently ban someone” Tubbo

363. “‘Feeling bad for a criminal right now’? A little bit of a fraud never hurt anyone. You happened to have a photo of my ID you use it” Tubbo

364. “Criminals have anxiety too, never forget that” Tommy

365. “I am a gay lawyer second, and gay exterior design first” Scott

366. “Excellent stream, we’ve got a lot of done, we fucked around, we tolerated Tom for 20 minutes” Phil

367. “Cannibalism is wrong. Boom! I am based. You don’t need to tell me to be based, I am doing it by accident” Tubbo

368. “Thank you, chatters. You make me see clearly. When you say ‘Tubbo likes egg’ I go ‘yeah, I do like egg. It just makes so much sense” Tubbo

369. “Excellent! You guys are really good at this whole lying thing” Tubbo

370. “Bekyamon didn’t answer me. Jack Manifold would’ve answered me immediately” Tubbo

371. “Phil is not home! He will be gone for 10 days! You are stuck with me, second-choice-Toby!” Tubbo

372. “I am kind of second-choice-Toby, we would all rather watch Phil, including me” Tubbo

373. “I’ve learned how to spell ‘kitchen’ recently, and I am so pleased about it” Tubbo

374. “Some people were saying that there are different languages out there, but for me it sounds like a silly excuse to leave me out of the conversation” Oats Jenkins

375. “I am overall dissatisfied with you” Tubbo

376. “Sharing doesn’t come to me naturally” Tubbo

377. “I am not even bilingual, I barely speak english! I am not even monolingual!” Tubbo

378. “I am just trying to prevent me being stupid and it’s a full-time job” Kevin

379. “I am going for a negative IQ this game” Sykkuno

380. “Guys! I am unsupervised!” Tubbo, getting lost

381. “So you mix the yolk with your flour… and that’s how far I got into my tiktoks” Kristin

382. “I didn’t know streamers actually had talent” Tubbo

383. Bill: I'm breaking boundaries, I'm going further than what's expected of me-

Jack: The only thing you're breaking is Bad, Jessie Pinkman, now shut the fuck up

384. “Phil, do you reckon when you have kids in real life you call one Golden Baby Zombie?” Tubbo

385. “I am going to pee with my bladder” Tubbo

386. Velvet: Gay people are real.

Tubbo: Are they?

Antfrost: So unfortunate.

387. “I am not sweat, guys, I am not sweat, you are slandering me” Tubbo

388. “I don’t think you’ve ever approved anything I encouraged” Tubbo

389. “It’s got a little bit of blood in it, I like it” Tubbo

390. “I’ll scam everybody out of all their balls” Scar

391. "The Onceler's an idea, he can't be killed! He's beyond your understanding!" Awesamdude

392. “Me and Oneceler had something special in Columbia!” Awesamdude

393. “Guys if I ever get picked up by the police for something I didn’t do I might just hard flirt with the police officer and see what happens” Sneeg

394. “Who is Los? And who is Angeles?” Tubbo

395. “It’s overbelievablywhelming” Tubbo

396. “All of this review is going to be in bold and italics, so maybe you can interpret it as sarcastic” Tommy

397. “I think I might have to go and get a lobotomy” Tubbo

398. “I am so dehydrated from all the drama” Grian

399. “Sorry, I blew instead of suck, wrong one” Tubbo

400. “I just like having friends” MaxGGs

401. Tubbo: Bekyamon was lost to ethereal void

Niki: Good for them

402. “I killed my depression” Tubbo

403. “I’m too afraid to throw them out and I’m too stupid to know how to deal with them” Mike Trapp

404. “I am more of 8th impression kind of person” Tubbo

405. “That’s just my native secondhand embarrassment” Tubbo

406. “Secrets are made for sharing” Tubbo

407. “I don’t think he [Eminem] figured out blinking properly” Tubbo

408. “Is it possible to get bored while you sleep? Because I actually got bored” Tubbo

409. “Scott, I want your gay opinion on something” Tubbo

410. “That’s a very iconic photo! When everything was fun and I wasn’t depressed!… I am not actually depressed. I keep fighting this battle alone where I joke that I want to die and everyone believe me” Tubbo

411. “And if I can’t run away from my problems, then what’s the point?” Scott

412. “I am just that good of the sister. I dropped everything to be my brother” Lani

413. “If you can’t make friends in a normal way, make friends in a way that suits you” Scott Smajor, talking about summoning the undead

414. “Dude, I can’t wait to be exposed to be an awful person” Tubbo

415. Someone: Can we go mining? I don’t want to go there and die alone.

Tubbo: Oh, it’s fine, everyone dies alone :D

416. “What if I don’t want money? What if I just want my goldfish to be okay?” Tubbo

417. "I hate the IRS. I have to pay my taxes before april 15th otherwise the government is going to be upsetti spaghetti about it" Purpled

418. Scott: Told them they are playing chokers while we are playing chess.

Martyn: The thing is, I am playing Mahjong and I have no clue what I’m doing.

419. “If you are going to be an absent father, can you at least be absent?” Cleo

420. “How did half of your personality became gay sex, I just don’t understand” Tubbo

421. “We are going to make HOT. LOVE. because we hate them” Charlie Slimecicle

422. “I am impossible to make look bad in an account of looking so damn good” Jack Manifold

423. “Don’t hate the player, hate player’s political beliefs” Apokuna

424. “Martyn really thought I would fall into a trap? No no no, I did something even more stupid” Jimmy

425. “Are you telling me, that Philza Minecraft, the man, who streams 60 hours a minute, can’t take care of Tallulah?” Wilbur

426. "Quackity threw himself off the wall as an act of grief or whatever. So dramatic” FitMC

427. “People are just dying. To balls?” Phil

428. “Oh wow, past Toby was suicidal! :D” Tubbo

429. “‘We are all related’? Chat, are you like, my cousins?” Tubbo

430. “Just let me gaslight!” Tubbo

431. “Yeah, I have original thoughts, I can be smart sometimes” Foolish

#quotebook #tubbo #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #clingy duo #insym #steven suptic #mcyt quotes #purpled #callmekevin #foolish gamers #5up

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I’m fuckin trying my best for the Mighty Nein Reunited but I swear it’s like Travis read a list of my least favourite shit he did for Fjorester and is checking them off againnnnnn

Like giving up the orb, it’s the point of the show, we know it’s coming, it’s gonna happen

And on one hand, I can see where he’s going? He wants this to be the big romantic moment, the “I love you and I would break the world for you”

But Laura is LITERALLY insisting “no it is not your turn you cannot do this do not do this thing”

And it’s giving me violent flashbacks to twitter and someone who Actually Said The Words that who Jester dates should not be up to Jester back when Beau and Caleb were “nobly stepping back”

(I just

They can decide not to pursue her, perfectly fine, no big deal

Them going and telling FJORD “hey we’re not going to date her you do it” was fucking gross

Caleb PHYSICALLY HANDING HER TO FJORD was fucking gross

If she is a person with agency, you do not do that. That is what you do with a trophy or a prize you give to the winner.

You ASK a person with agency WHAT SHE WANTS.

“Do you want to dance with Fjord”.

Even fucking better, FJORD COULD ASK HER. Infinitely more romantic, better ship material, treats her like an actual goddamn person who might even be able to choose who she fucking worships.

The goddamn Fjorester reveal was the biggest let down I have ever seen because in the Big Five Scenes leading up to the big question and ship becoming canon?

Maybe I’m fucking old fashioned but I like to think that the love interest should be in MORE THAN TWO OF THEM. PREFERABLY IN ALL FIVE.

But no. We got

1) Beau tells Fjord he should date Jester

2) Caleb tells Fjord he should date Jester

3) Caleb physically hands Jester to Fjord and earns my eternal wrath

4) Fjord gives Jester cute unicorn while they have cute dance (yes please why could it not just be this)

5) The Question (woulda preferred a longer talk but Travis was skittish and that’s fine)

Only Yasha and Caduceus came out of that mess looking good and that’s because they wisely did not get involved with someone else’s ship

Be like Yasha and Caduceus)

And THEN

THIS TIME IN THE ONESHOT

Fjord does this grand dramatic gesture of giving up the orb to save Jester DIRECTLY AGAINST HER WILL WHILE SHE TOLD HIM NOT TO

And when she voices her frustration and explains she had a plan to get him out? He gets fucking POUTY

“I saved you from dying”

Motherfucker they literally sank the fucking boat ANYWAY, you still had to use Kingsley’s dick boat in a box to escape and nearly had to use Jester’s spell

Like sir, my good bitch, I know this scene had to happen and you had to give up the orb but for fucks sake did you have to make it Jester’s fault??

Why the hell did this have ANYTHING to do with her?? It was his bonehead decision to go back to sea WITH THE ORB, and SHE had a plan to get you out without losing it

He could have thought of the crew, he could have thought of Kingsley, he could have let his ass get knocked out, he could have LISTENED TO THE PERSON HE WAS OSTENSIBLY DOING THIS FOR

WHILE SHE SPECIFICALLY TOLD HIM NOT TO AND THAT SHE DIRECTLY DID NOT WANT THIS

It is not a fucking romantic gesture if it is something the other person is telling you not to do.

I haven’t even gotten to the “I fell in love and when that was threatened” and holy shit if things do not improve or he doesn’t find a new spin I will explode

Jester is not a delicate fucking flower

She is not a weakling waif you must protect and make stupid decisions for

She has gone down before

She has DIED before

There was no way they could win that fight but she coulda got most of them home in the next round

She has been in way worse situations, in way more danger, just around the orbs

And Fjord’s biggest fucking failure with her all campaign was not fucking listening to her and treating her like a grown ass adult who might know what she’s doing

He didn’t believe she could have solved the problem with the hag on her own (oh we can go back)

He didn’t believe she might know Artagan better than him to know he wasn’t Uk’otoa and that she could trust him

He didn’t even think to ask her if she wanted the others to know they were dating, he walked up and kissed her in front of Veth and then LEFT. So SHE had to deal with it.

The fact that she fucking lied and said “I dunno he’s never done that before” says a whole fucking lot

Jester’s whole arc was around finding out who she was and growing past her lonely child fantasies and instead of helping and supporting her he pushed back on her actual main shining moment with Travelercon

(He did 100% stop flirting with her only after he’d just unequivocally pissed her off after Assarius so he can learn, he can do better, and they had so much genuinely good chemistry…

It’s just a fucking crime that almost all of it was before they agreed to date because Travis got bogged down in what romance means)

#vent post #i would love to sail this ship #but travis willingham personally is chasing me around with a broom #anyway aroace jester and caddy living happily in the grove forever #with visits from all their boyfriends and girlfriends

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Lukanette Month 2019 | Week One | Firsts

Content: Fluff, Angst, Canon Divergence, Aged-Up Characters

Pairing: Viperion | Luka Couffaine/ Ladybug | Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Header: @/katydoodles on Tumblr

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Sunday September 1st, 2019 - First Day

When Marinette first met Luka, it was when she decided to help Ivan, Juleka and Rose with their band. They invited everyone in class to either come and help or come for the show. Which of course meant Adrien was invited and he told them that he was going to come and help (he had somehow gotten his father to agree)! Marinette was so excited for him to be there, but as it got closer and closer he hadn’t even sent a text.

Marinette sighed. “He’s not here yet.”

“No worries girl.” Alya slung an arm around her shoulders. “The gig hasn’t started yet.”

“What if he doesn’t know Juleka’s address? Or he got the wrong day? Or he’s lost?” Marinette listed off all the reasons as though why Adrien was late. “Could you check with Nino please? You know, of course, just… casually.” She pressed her fingers together, embarrassed.

Alya roller her eyes then called out to Nino. “Hey Nino, have you heard from Adrien, by any chance?”

Nino looked up from what he was doing as he adjusted his cap. “He had something to do his old man. He said he’ll come right after.”

Alya turned back to Marinette with a knowing look. The pigtailed girl flushed and released an unsteady giggle.

“Capitaine Anarka speaking to ya! So how’s it coming along me young pirates? Ready to celebrate the-” She looked at Marinette then adjusted her glasses. “Whatcha up to, there, matey?”

Marinette jumped, almost dropping the box that was in her hands. “Uh, hello ma‘am. I’m cleaning up for tonight! Your boat’s gonna be clean as a whistle!”

“You’re cleaning!” Anarka let out a deep belly laugh. “We never pick up ‘round this house! Didn’t me daughter tell ye?” She gestured to the boat. Taking a look around, Marinette notice how messy the boat actually was. “We like the lived-in look. We have no rules on The Liberty! Out of chaos comes creation! Messiness is life.” And with that, she strutted off.

“That was… interesting.” Marinette gave an unsure smile to Alya who returned it with a shrug.

Nino’s ringtone announced itself in the silence. Marinette knew that ringtone. She knew exactly who it was for and she felt her heart breaking before he even answered. “Wassup dude?...Wow, what happened?... Whoa, that’s real rough. Good luck dude, see you tomorrow!” He hung up and turned to the girls.

“That was Adrien wasn’t it.” Marinette could feel her heart sinking deep into her chest. “He can’t come.”

Nino nodded and Marinette sighed.

Rose approached Anarka and saluted. “We’re ready Capitaine! Uh… but Luka is missing.”

“Marinette, is it?” Ararka faced her. “Since you’re free of ye cleanin’ duties, could you go and fetch Luka?”

“Of course. Uh, but who’s Luka? And where is he?”

“Luka’s my son, you’ll find him in his cabin.”

Marinette nodded and headed below deck, peeking into rooms until she heard the sound of a guitar being plucked. Without thinking she pushed the door open. When she set eyes upon the boy who sat on the bed she let out a startled gasp. “Uh!’

“Hey, my name’s Mama—uh Mamamarinette!” Anymore stuttering and she’d bite off her tongue. “Your mom sent me down here. The groove—uh… group’s waiting for you.”

“Hello, Mamamarinette.” He chuckled.

Marinette’s face fell. She’d only known him for a few seconds and she had already made a fool out of herself. Seems like that was all she’d be known for.

“Sorry. I tend to make more sense with this.” He strummed a few cords his guitar. “That’s strange. It seems you have something like this in your heart.” He continued the melody.

“How do you do that?” Marinette almost slapped a hand over her mouth but held back. It’s fine to ask questions, she reminded herself.

“Music is often simpler than words.” He reached over and grabbed a familiar looking guitar pick.

“You like Jagged Stone’s music?”

“He’s my favorite singer.”

She smiled. “Mine too.”

He held the pick out to her. “You can have it if you like. I’ve got plenty.”

“Wow! Thanks!” She plucked it from his hands.

“I think I’d better go join the… groove, you said?”

Marinette flushed. “Did I really say that?”

Luka laughed. “You’re a funny girl, Marinette.”

A little flutter kicked up in her tummy.

She liked his laugh.

Monday September 2nd, 2019 - First Concert

She must have followed Luka in a daze because the next thing she knew she was being shaken by Alya. “Are you okay girl?”

Marinette nodded. “Mhh-hmm.”

“Ho, ho, sailors! Let’s give them a show! Whenever your ready, Luka!”

Mylene walked over and handed them earplugs. “You’re going to need these, believe me.”

Luka strummed his guitar loudly. At least that’s what Marinette assumed because she could still hear him through the earplugs. She took them out, however, when Officier Raincomprix pulled up beside the boat.

“Mme. Anarka, are you completely out of your mind? I’m reading one hundred sixty decibels! That’s ten times the sound of a jet engine! You can’t do this. You’ll have to play something else!”

“It’s the National Music Festival today, Officer Roger! My crew’s allowed to play whatever they want!”

“It’s a music festival, not a noise festival. If you don’t turn the volume down, I’ll ban your concert altogether!”

Marinette spoke up. “Uh, maybe we could turn the volume down a bit, Capitaine? Then there’d be no more problems, right?”

“No, out of the question. I didn’t name my galleon Liberty for nothing, you know! It’s a matter of principle! Haven’t you heard of speech, Roger? This is me home! I will do as I want!”

As they got into a heated argument, Marinette slowly slinked away from the scene. She knew Anarka was going to be akumatized and that there'd be no stopping it, if her attitude was anything to go by. It’d be easier to just be ready then to possibly get captured, so with that thought, Marinette transformed then zipped off to the nearest building behind the boat.

Moments later the boat was covered in dark purple smoke. She didn’t think the whole boat would be effected. She returned, gasping as chains wrapped around the passengers and dragged them below deck.

“Liberty! Fire!” The cannons fired at the bridge destroying it and clearing the path ahead.

“This isn’t good.” She threw her yoyo at the railing and slid in threw an open port hole on the side.

“Ladybug!” Alya called.

“Shhh!” She crouched down. “What’s the situation?”

“Juleka and Luka’s mom was akumatized because Officer Roger gave her a lot of tickets.” Alya explained.

“She didn’t care about the tickets… it was more so about the freedom.” Juleka softly spoke up.

Ladybug nodded. “Okay. Did anyone see where the akuma flew into?”

“The compass.” Luka answered.

Ladybug smiled. “Thanks. I’ll have everything back to normal before you can say ‘Ladybug’!”

Easiest way to get it done was from the outside rather than trying to sneak up top. She went back out the way she came then shimmed her way to the back of the boat. She almost jumped a foot in the air when something thudded beside her.

“M’lady.” Chat Noir nodded his head.

She nodded back. “Chat.”

“What’s the situation?”

“It’s a battle for freedom.” She nudged him to the left as Aranka moved closer to their location. “See that compass over there? The akuma is over there.”

“Cataclysm?”

“Cataclysm. I’ll give you an opening.” She snuck across the left side of the boat and waited until Aranka’s back was turned.

“Hey! Capitaine!” Ladybug shouted.

Aranka spun on her heel and glared. “How did you get on my ship?”

Ladybug took another step to left. Aranka followed and took a step to the right. “Why are you destroying public property?”

She just had to get the compass out of her peripheral. She watched as Chat Noir slinked closer and closer to the compass, Cataclysm at the ready.

“It goes against me freedom. The freedom of the Liberty!” She took a threatening step forward. “As long as this ship sails, so does freedom.”

“Well I’m sorry to tell you but it looks like the sails of the Liberty to lose their winds! Now Chat Noir!” At her call, Chat Noir touched the compass, having it rust and crumble into nothing.

“Noo!” Aranka ran at Ladybug but as soon as the akuma was out of the compass Ladybug snapped it up and purified it.

“Bye bye, little butterfly.” She thrusted her yoyo in the air. “Miraculous Ladybug.” The little ladybugs repaired all the damage the Liberty caused.

Ladybug and Chat Noir pounded fist. “Pound it!”

Anarka looked up at the two. “What happened?

“Oh not much, you just had a bout of… Seasickness.” Chat Noir’s Miraculous beeped. “Time to raise the sails my lady.” He pounced away.

Ladybug gave Anarka a wave as the previous captures came above deck. “Enjoy your gig, bug out!” She jumped off the boat, seemingly disappearing but actually hanging on the side. She made her way to an open port hole and slide her way into the bathroom.

“Spots off.” She opened the door and peeked into the hallway.

“Marinette?” Luka called her from down the hall.

She fully stepped out into hallway. “Y-yeah. I came down here earlier and hid during the akuma attack. Everyone okay?”

Luka sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, everyone is fine.” He gestured toward the stairs. “Come on. We’re about to start.”

Marinette smiled and followed after him.

The concert was amazing. Surprising but amazing. And Adrien was there so that made the day the best ever!

But… her gaze kept drifting to Luka. Her heart being played by the strings of his song.

Tuesday September 3rd, 2019 - First Fashion Show

Marinette’s nerves were frayed, but she was pumped. After a push from her parents, Alya and Tikki, Marinette entered a fashion show and was accepted. She immediately began sketching up designs that would go with the theme: Synthesia. Each contestant was to choose a song and design an outfit that match with what colors they believed were associated with that song.

Marinette had an advantage since she did actually have synthesia, so of course she choose her favorite Jagged Stone song. However, she noticed her colors started to shift after the first few listens. They went from their usually purples and black to shades of blue, and the one person who reminded her of so many shades of blue was…

Luka

She shook her head, leaving to deal with it later and continued working on her designs.

Hours later she was in a large room filled with rolls of fabric, spools of ribbon and boxes upon boxes of beads, jewels and other knick knacks.

Just as she put the finishing touches on her work, the contrast director walked in. “Hello everyone! Are you almost done with your designs?” The crowd muttered a mix response of mostly “almost done". “Well then, I think your ready to hear about the surprise!” She paused for dramatic effect. “You’ll be modeling your designs!”

“What?!”

She nodded. “Yep! Why do you think the models had the same exact measurements as you?” She clapped her hands once. “Well, we’ll be on in two hours. Enough time for hair, make-up and any finishing touches. Good luck!” And with that she left.

Marinette took a deep breath. She already had her suspicions, so she had been doing certain alterations to fit her specifically. She exhaled then moved to a vacant vanity to get started on her prep as she looked for make-up inspiration on Instagram.

“And now Marinette Dupain-Cheng walking to Blue Waves by Jagged Stone!”

Marinette took a deep breath then let a smile graced her features as she stepped out onto the runway. She kept her eyes straight but from her peripheral she was able to see Jagged tapping his boot to the beat of his song with Penny right by his side, tapping her own foot. Her parents recording the whole thing with dropped jaws, her friends sitting in the crowd with their own looks for awe.

And him.

Luka.

The boy who had inspired it all.

Wednesday September 4th, 2019 - First Blush

“Thanks for taking me out, Bridgette.”

“No prob, Mari. You deserve it.”

Marinette and her cousin, Bridgette, were out and about and had decided to stop by Andre’s to get some ice cream. Marinette immediately knew what the ice cream flavors represented, but she chose to ignore it.

“I’m serious Mari. You’ve been doing better since you’ve moved on past him.” Marinette hummed. “Seems like Andre’s noticed too.”

Marinette looked away. “O-oh really? I didn’t noticed.”

Bridgette laughed. “You’re way too smart to have noticed, Mari. You totally like Luka.”

Marinette felt her cheeks redden. “No I—!”

“Oh hey! Luka!” Bridgette called. Mariette whipped her glowing head face around and almost bolted from the spot. Of course Luka was only standing a few feet from them.

He smiled and approached them. “Hey… Bridgette, right?”

“Yep!” She nodded then turned to Marinette with a pout. “Jeez, Mari! I thought you’d talk about your most favorite cousin with your friends!” Marinette stumbled for a response.

Thankful Luka answered for her. “Oh no, she’s definitely mentioned you before. I just have a little hard time remembering names.” Luka rubbed the back of his neck as he gave her a sheepish smile.

“Oh well then that’s fine.” Her phone vibrated. “Whoopsie.” She checked the message then turned to Marinette with a guilty look. “Looks like Felix needs me for something.”

“Oh yeah, yeah. Sure. Go see what’s up.”

“Thanks Mari!” Bridgette bolted faster than Marinette thought was necessary.

“Hey, Marinette.” Mariette gripped the ice cream cone, cursing both her cousin and Felix for their terrible timing.

She’d get them back later. “Yes, Luka?”

“You wanna go to the park with me?” Marinette eyes widen by a fraction when she caught the familiar pink tinge his cheeks.

She smiled despite her hammering heart. “Sure.”

As they walked to their destination, their hands brushed against each other until Luka pulled her hand into his.

She just about fainted.

Thursday September 5th, 2019 - First Touch

He held her hand the entire time they were in the park and even now as they mindlessly walking around the city.

“So, where to next?”

“N-next?” He still wanted to hang out?

Luka nodded slowly. “Yeah… unless you have something to do.”

“Nonono!” Marinette furiously shook her head. “I just don’t know where to go next...”

Luka hummed. “Maybe we could go to a music store?”

Marinette nodded. “That seems like fun.”

They listened to a lot of music that was primarily by Jagged Stone. Marinette was surprised at the light the filled Luka’s eyes as listened to a new song. He would babble on and on about certain parts and things he would add and change.

Next, they headed to a pet store where Marinette gushed over the hamsters. Unbeknownst to her, Luka was giving her the softest smile.

Finally, he took her to a hole in the wall diner. Everyone there seemed to know him really well, so the atmosphere was light and fun. It finally allowed her red cheeks to take a break.

On the walk home, their hands rejoined and swung lightly between the two of them.

Friday September 6th, 2019 - First Kiss

It was later in the evening when Marinette has finally returned home with Luka. She had an amazing time and honestly Marinette wanted to have the day play on repeat so she could do it again and again.

Luka stopped short but a few steps away from the store. “I’ll see you around?”

Marinette gave him her brightest smile and nodded. “Of course!”

Luka leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek. “I’ll see you around Mamamarinette.”

Marinette lifted a hand to her cheek and stood frozen for what felt like years. Finally she made the few steps home after Tikki snapped her out of the trance.

When she entered her room she almost spun on her heel and went right back out.

Bridgette was giving her the smuggest look.

“Shut it.” Marinette hissed. “One word and I swear to—”

“I promise on our sistership.”

“You better.”

Saturday September 7th, 2019 - Second Chance

Marinette stared at the box on her desk which contained a Miraculous.

Specifically the Cat Miraculous.

She really hated to think about it. How everything seemed to fallout.

Was it her— was she to blame?

No… it couldn’t be. She set her boundary and he crossed it. He wasn’t able to comprehend the responsibility of being a hero of Paris. He wasn’t able to respect her as a person. He put her on such a high pedestal that he didn’t know how to act.

And as much as it hurt.

It had to happen.

But that’s in the past and this is the present.

“Tikki, spots on.”

She had to go find her new partner.

“Luka Couffaine.”

“Ladybug? What are you doing here?”

She gazed into those beautiful blues that now captured her heart. The beat changing from a fast set thump to a steady bump.

But she couldn't let her heart dictate everything.

But… she knew Luka. She knew that he is someone who is loyal, smart and cunning.

That he is the rightful owner of the Cat Miraculous.

Ladybug took a deep breath. “Luka Couffaine, this is the Miraculous of the Cat, which grants the power of Destruction. This power shall only be used for the greater good. I present this Miraculous to you. Do you accept this power?”

“Of course, My-.” Ladybug’s eyes widen.

Not that.

She didn’t want to hear those words again. “-mamarinette.”

Ladybug gasped. “H-how did you?”

“Didn’t I tell you?” He smiled as he took her free hand in both of his. “You’re an extraordinary girl, Marinette. As clear as a musical note and as sincere as a melody. You’re the music that’s been playing inside my head since the first day we met. Mask or not.”

Ladybug gave him a watery smile. “Thank you, Luka.”

Thank you for being my second chance.

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