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combat-wombatus · 3 years

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Scavenger Hunt

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader

Genre: fluff, a lil bit of crack :p

Warnings: uhh slight injury? nothing too serious

WC: 2.2k

Summary: Mina has planned a New Year’s party and a scavenger hunt to go with it. Thanks to her and the rest of your scheming friends, you get more than you bargained for…

(A/N): this was for my 20-21 new year’s event!! (again i’m revamping my blog lakdsjhfakfjh bear with me here)

14: “You’re so cute when you’re mad.” 24: “Would you mind if I kissed you?”

“What? A party? I’m not fucking going.” Bakugou snarled. “Staying up past midnight is overrated. I need my sleep.”

“But Bakubro,” Kaminari whined. “We’re hosting! Mina planned it all, and she spent a lot of time doing it! You should at least go. You don’t have to stay up that late.”

“Tch. As if I care.” Bakugou shoved his hands in his pockets and slumped forward even more. “Pinky can waste all the time she fucking wants to. I’m not going.”

“It’s our last year at UA! Come on,” Kirishima joined in. “You can leave early if you want to! It’ll be mostly in the dorms anyways. Mina did plan a scavenger hunt though, in Gym Gamma. She says that she planted “mementos” of our school experience. Isn’t that fun?”

“Fun my ass. It’s stupid, is what it is.” He glared at Kirishima. “Should’ve visited my parents. Even the old hag isn’t as loud as all of you extras in the dorms.”

“You say that like you didn’t blast a hole in the wall just last week,” Kaminari pointed out.

Kirishima winced. “Denki-”

“WELL WHOSE FUCKING IDEA WAS IT TO PRETEND THAT THEY WERE FUCKING KIDNAPPED?!?” Bakugou waved a fist wildly in Kaminari’s face.

“Fair point, fair point. You should’ve seen the look on your face though! (Y/N) thought you’d murder her!” Kaminari cackled.

“I’D NEVER FUCKING MURDER HER! ARE YOU INSANE??” Bakugou’s palms started crackling.

“Hey, chill bro, we know that.” Kirishima tried to calm him down.

Kaminari was not so lucky. “Why? You joke about murdering us all the time. What’s so different about her?”

Bakugou turned, a quick retort on the tip of his tongue, before he realized that Kaminari was, actually, right for once.

“She’s…she’s…” He stuttered.

Kaminari let out a hoot of laughter. “I knew it!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Bakugou’s face turned beet red. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Suit yourself. We know the truth.” Kaminari patted Bakugou’s shoulder.

“Oh yeah, Bakubro! (Y/L/N)-chan is going to be at the party too! Why don’t you confess to her there? That would be fun! And then Mina will forgive you for leaving early too!”

Bakugou’s left eye twitched. “There’s nothing to confess, Shitty Hair. And I don’t give a rat’s ass what Mina thinks.”

Kirishima and Kaminari looked at each other, then turned back to Bakugou.

“Sure,” Kirishima smirked. “Nothing at all.”

“Hey! (Y/N)!” Mina ran up to you. “You’re coming to the party, right?”

You turned to face her. “Sure am! Who isn’t? It’s in the dorms anyways so there’s not much of a point in not coming, right?”

Mina sighed. “Kiri and Kami are having a hard time convincing Bakugou to come. Something about his sleep schedule?”

You were a little disappointed, but it was to be expected. Bakugou didn’t participate much in team-building activities anyways. “Can’t relate. My sleep schedule has been fucked to high heaven.”

“Right? What a crappy excuse.” Mina rolled her eyes. “Anyways, Sero’s waiting for me in the gym to help set the scavenger hunt up. See ya later, yeah?”

“Sure! Do you want more help? I can help you guys set things up if you’d like,” you asked.

Mina leaned forward, smiling mischievously. “Nope! It’s all good! And besides, I want you to participate in the game, so you can’t help!”

You smiled. “Ah, okay. Well, I’ll see you later then!”

“See ya!” Mina winked and gave you a little wave.

“So, the rules of the game are simple: whichever team finds and touches our very own 3-A New Year’s Ball, together, wins!” Mina exclaimed from her place on the couch.

“What kind of shitty game is this?” Bakugou growled, leaning against the kitchen counter.

Mina pouted. “Hey! Sero and I spent a lot of time making this happen!”

“Yeah! They were amazing!” Ochaco jumped up too. “Stop being ungrateful!”

“Fine, whatever.” Bakugou crossed his arms. “Get on with it already. We don’t have all night.”

“Actually, we do! Not everyone here has the sleeping schedule of an old man,” Kaminari piped in.

“Shut up, Dunce Face. Nobody asked.” Bakugou scowled.

“Hey! Back to the regular program. You get to choose your own partners! Isn’t that exciting?” Mina waved her piece of paper around wildly. “Now get to it! You have three minutes!”

You looked around the room. You would’ve asked Mina, but she and Sero weren’t participating since they were the ones who hid it. They had also apparently hidden clues all over Gym Gamma as to where the location of the ball was.

“Ocha-” Oops. She’d already teamed up with Iida.

“Oi, Shitty Hair, come over here!” Bakugou yelled across the room. You sighed. Of course.

“Sorry Bakubro, I already have a partner…” Kirishima said rather sheepishly.

“…you WHAT?”

“Yeah…Momo here didn’t have a partner yet and…well…Mineta was hot on her trail,” Kirishima tried to explain as Momo breathed a sigh of relief.

“Shuckers!” Mineta faceplanted onto the couch. “I never get what I want”

“Hmph. Karma’s a bitch.” Jiro smirked from her position next to Kaminari.

“Dunce Face, you got a partner too?” Bakugou sighed, exasperated.

“Right next to me!” Kaminari pointed to Jiro with his thumb. You smiled in satisfaction. They were honestly adorable.

You turned to the rest of the room. Hagakure had already snagged Ojiro, Midoriya had, unsurprisingly, paired with Todoroki. Shoji and…Tsu? Koda had paired up with Sato, and…you snickered a little at the last pairing. Tokoyami had been bombarded with Aoyama’s relentless chatter. Which left…you and Bakugou.

Huh. That was weird. You swore that not everyone had a partner just a minute ago. And it was awfully strange that Tokoyami would choose to pair with Aoyama instead of you or even Bakugou, but…you supposed that he didn’t really have a choice in the matter.

“So. (Y/N).” Bakugou cleared his throat. “Partners?”

“Uh…yeah,” you replied, fidgeting slightly with your hands.

“Ok! Everyone is paired up and ready to go?” Mina was practically bouncing.

“Yeah!” Most everyone chimed in unison.

“Let’s do it then! Sero, come on! Lead the way!” She jumped down from her place on the kitchen counter.

“What the fuck? Pinky and Tape Arms hung that thing all the way up there?” Bakugou swore.

“You can use your quirk to get up there though, right?” You looked at him, brows furrowed.

“Duh. But what about you?” He looked you up and down. “Last time I checked, you couldn’t fly.”

“Easy! I’ll just ride on your back!” You chirped. “Unless you can’t carry me?”

“Tch. As if. Get on.” He squatted down, letting you scamper onto his back. “Ready?” You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

You leaned into the crook of his neck, breath lightly fanning his face. “Ready,” you confirmed.

Cackling gleefully, Bakugou shot up into the sky, palms ablaze.

And as quickly as he flew, he was dropping to the ground even quicker.

“DAMMIT!” He glared daggers at the ice wall that had appeared over your heads. “Fucking Deku! And that IcyHot bastard!”

Spiraling, he tried his best to save the two of you from a hard impact on the ground, but he was only successful in twirling around in the air like a ballerina.

“Shit!” He tried to flip upside down in order to land on his feet, but the momentum was against him.

With an “oof”, the two of you landed in a pile on the (luckily) snow-covered ground.

“You alright there, idiot?” Bakugou said gruffly.

You groaned. You weren’t sure how, but you definitely sprained something with the way you landed. Ankle? Wrist? Perhaps both?

“Hey. Hey!” Bakugou climbed over the snowdrift to reach you. “Get up! The fuck is wrong with you?”

“Calm down, Bakugou!” You pushed his hand away. “It’s just a sprain,” you pointed to your ankle.

“Nothing else?” He seemed intent on picking you up, so you let him.

“Nope, everything’s fine,” you assured him.

“Sorry about that!” Midoriya called out from atop his perch on Todoroki’s newly-formed glacier. “We got a little carried away!”

Bakugou stilled. You winced. Midoriya was in for a rough time.

“Deku…” He ground out. “What the FUCK do you think you and IcyHot are doing?”

“I-I’m sorry! We didn’t mean to knock you down from the air!” Midoriya started gesturing nervously. “I-I swear it was an a-accident!”

Todoroki sighed. “It was an accident. Let it go, Bakugou. And (Y/N), we are very sorry for having injured you. Would you like for us to accompany you to Recovery Girl? The game is over now.”

“The fuck did you say, IcyHot? No fucking way. I’m taking her.” He stomped towards Recovery Girl’s office, you firmly nestled in his arms.

“Think we succeeded?” Todoroki turned to Midoriya. “They seem to be getting along fine.”

“I…I’m not sure. It’s not great that (Y/L/N)-chan had to get injured for this to work, but…Recovery Girl will fix her up fine and Kacchan might finally realize that he has feelings for her…”

“Hey guys! Great job!” Sero dangled Mina from a tree branch overhead. “Look at them go!”

“It’s all according to plan…” Mina clapped her hands together. “Now, we just have to wait for the clock to chime twelve…”

“Fucking assholes.” Bakugou hadn’t stopped muttering underneath his breath since you’d left.

You giggled. He was so angry over such a small thing. It wasn’t like the fall was intentional; you’d both just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Bakugou stopped walking and stared at you. “What?” He frowned at you. “Why are you laughing? Did you knock your fucking head on the way down too?”

You started full-on laughing this time. “No, Bakugou. It’s just…you’re so cute when you’re mad,” you tried to explain. “Your eyebrows scrunch up and you purse your lips and…”

By this point, Bakugou was a blushing mess. No one had ever called him “cute” when he was angry before.

After a while, he broke the silence. “So…I don’t scare you?”

You laid your head on his chest. “Not at all.”

“Tch. You should be scared of me, dumbass.” He turned your body so that you were facing him, shielding his tomato-hued face from your gaze.

“And why should I be?”

“Because…because…I’m Bakugou Katsuki, dammit!” He clenched his fists, bunching up your parka.

Snickering, you decided to tease him. “Thank you, Captain Obvious. I thought you were Midoriya Izuku for a second.”

“You WHAT?!?”

The two of you bantered playfully all the way to Recovery Girl’s office. She took one look at you and frowned.

“Tsk. I thought there wasn’t training today?” She rifled around for an ice pack.

“There wasn’t. We played a game and I just sprained my ankle.” You explained sheepishly. “And possibly my wrist.”

Recovery Girl tapped her cane on your knee and sighed heavily. “You guys don’t know how to take care of yourselves! Playing a game and getting injured?” She rubbed her temples. “The hospitals are going to have a field day with the lot of you once you become pros.”

“Sorry. I promise I’ll be more careful next time.” You held in a wince as she prodded your ankle.

“Minor sprains. I’m going to wrap those and give you some gummies. Take this ice pack with you when you go. Ice for 10, leave for 20, and repeat for 3 hours. Got it?”

“Yes ma’am!” You held out your wrist for her to bind.

“And don’t you go do anything else dangerous now, you hear me?”

“Loud and clear!” You hopped nimbly off the table, landing on one leg, and was promptly scooped up again by Bakugou.

“Hey! Let me down! I can walk!” You protested against his arms.

Bakugou turned to Recovery Girl. “Look at her. You really want her to walk?”

“As a matter of fact, I do not. Stay still, young lady, and let him carry you,” she admonished.

You slumped in defeat, and Bakugou carried you out of the room.

“Ahh…young love,” Recovery Girl stared wistfully at your fading silhouettes. “I remember…”

“3!”

“2!”

“1!!”

“HAPPY NEW YEAR’S!!”

The class was situated in the common room, spread out over the numerous couches and munching on fresh cookies (courtesy of Momo and Sato).

And as the clock chimed 12, you looked to Bakugou, sitting right next to you.

“Can…can I…” You started nervously, fingers fidgeting with your ice pack.

“What? Spit it out,” Bakugou stared at you.

“Canikissyou?” You blurted out as fast as your tongue would let you.

He smirked. “What was that? I couldn’t understand you.”

You sighed. “Would…would you mind if I kissed you?”

Bakugou’s lips pulled into a wolfish grin. “All you had to do was ask, dumbass.”

Epilogue

“Do you think they caught on?” Mina whispered excitedly to Sero. “I wasn’t sure if they saw me leading Todoroki and Midoriya to the ball.”

“Nah, I think we’re fine. Besides, it’s not like he can complain. He got a girlfriend thanks to us, right?” Sero chuckled.

“Ok…if you say so…”

Suddenly, they heard a growl coming from the doorway to their left.

“Shit.”

“Run!!”

“I won’t let you bastards get away with this!!”

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irwinkitten · 4 years

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men of mayhem | a.i

notes: so the majority of this is written already. but i probably won’t post the next part too soon. however, this is a sons of anarchy!au and i’ve been so excited about. you do NOT need to have watched the show to know what’s going on, but if you have seen the show, you may spot some familiar names and places. to give you a rough timeline, the oc (Michelle) and Ashton are born in 1978 and this part has various stages. She attends university in 1996 and the ending is taking place in the summer of 1998. We don’t see all of the guys in this part, but they will be making more appearances as the story goes on! A big thank you to @sexgodashton for going over this with a fine tooth comb and to @spicycal and @softbabiestan for being my cheerleaders. Love you guys. warnings: mentions of violence, hints of smut, mentions of guns word count: 5.7k

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When Michelle Morgan left the small town of Charming at the age of eighteen to pursue her dream career, she knew she was leaving behind more than her parents and baby brother, Matty. She was leaving behind a group who she’d grown up with. Many said that her childhood sweetheart would leave her in the dust, break her heart whilst she was in the big city, studying her chosen profession. But those many knew nothing about her hometown life.

Growing up with the Irwin’s had been something of a blessing for her. The Morgan’s took it as the sign that it was, because nobody in Charming messed with the Irwin’s. Although her father had never joined SAMCRO—the known biker gang who ran many things off the books as well as their mechanics business—he fully supported them, helping out with transport when they needed it.

Her friendship with Ashton—the only son of Anne-Marie and Bert Irwin—only formed because she’d been cornered by the playground bullies at the age of five, and her vicious kicks to their shins followed by Ashton pulling them away from her had the two kids as thick as thieves since.

They’d been childhood sweethearts from the get go, and with the rest of SAMCRO being an influence in her life, her father knew that she was going to be involved somehow. Her mother first mentioned being Ashton’s “Old Lady” when they were sixteen—celebrating her sixteenth birthday no less—causing both teens to blush furiously at her words. The other club members had laughed, and despite her bright red face, she scoffed.

“Don’t like the idea of that, lil’ lady?” Bert teased her, the nickname filled with nothing but the affection that he and Anne both had for Michelle.

“Someone is gonna have to pull your sorry asses outta the fire when your plans go to shit. That’s gonna be me. I’m gonna study and get into those bigshot firms. And I’m gonna come back and keep the lotta you out of trouble.” She missed Ashton’s look of awe, but the other club members hadn’t.

But her words had hit home for them, and so they toasted her luck on her sixteenth birthday.

That night, when the two were hidden away in their den—despite what their parents assumed when Ashton pulled her away—they were lay on the various throws and pillows that lived on the floor, cuddled up as he played with her fingers, gently bringing her knuckles up to his lips.

“Did you mean that Micha? You really gonna go away for however long it takes to be a big shot lawyer?” When it was just the two of them, he never hid from her. The fear was laid out for her to see.

“It’s gonna be seven years of school at least. Maybe a couple more to work with the big firms and get cases under my belt.”

The silence that followed wasn’t uncomfortable. Silence for them never had been since he’d confessed that he loved her when they were fourteen and had loved her since they were six.

“Ten years is a long time, sweetheart.” She turned in his arms to face him, her eyes searching his face. She could see the fear sitting there, plain as day for her.

“It is. But I’m not letting you go, Irwin. We’ve got ten years of love on our side, with another two before I’d have to go to University. Surely we can make it through another ten? I know your dad won’t put you on any of the runs, not till you turn twenty one. Which means we got four years of unfiltered time for you coming to visit, right?”

“Of course.” He whispered, his lips brushing against hers softly. “Reckon you’ll let me into your pants before you leave?” And she giggled, his own face lighting up in joy.

“Reckon you can wait till I’ve gotta leave. I know you’re not gonna complain when my lips can be put to better use for the next two years.” He rolled over with a playful growl, pinning her down which earned a small giggle as he playfully nipped at her neck.

“I reckon I can do that. But, I’ve gotta treat my birthday girl tonight.” His lips met hers and she didn’t argue.

When she was accepted into University, the club had celebrated with her, watching in anticipation for her acceptance. She’d studied so hard for her entrance exams and had already imparted some knowledge to Bert to keep him out of trouble.

Her first year had been daunting. Ashton visited her once a month at most thanks to the cost of gas, but it was enough for them.

That was when people began to tell her that they’d never last.

Men in her class would tell her that she’d be better off with them, but Michelle held her own. They didn’t like that. They tried to get vicious with her in the mock court sessions and various debates, but she had a secret weapon.

She’d grown up with SAMCRO, and in the words of Chibs, “she’s got balls of diamond that one”. Ashton had laughed at his words, and she’d thrown the drinks mat at his face, making the other club members laugh.

When she’d come home for the holidays, Bert had heard enough from Ashton to track her down and ask her if she wanted a second layer of protection.

“I can’t give you Ashton, I need him here unfortunately. Him and Hood get into enough trouble.” This made her grin.

“Throw in Hemmings and Clifford, and that’s going to be a disaster when they start doing runs.” Bert had snorted at her words.

“Either it’ll be crazy enough that it’ll work or a disaster.” He muttered before pulling the two of them back on track. “Instead of Ash, I figured it was about time that Chibs and I taught you how to shoot a gun, don’t you think?”

“I know how to shoot a gun,” came back the retort, and Bert smiled.

“Ah, but from a moving vehicle? And what about awareness of your surroundings, lil’ lady?” Michelle paused before reluctantly shaking her head at his questions.

“I guess not.” She finally muttered and he grinned.

“Chibs and I will start you tomorrow. Ash can come as well. Maybe get him to rope Hood, Hemmings and Clifford into it. The four of them are gonna be a force to reckon with when he takes over.”

“Oh no bet on that one. Cal will be his VP. You need to make sure that Bobby doesn’t murder them when they prank him because you know he’s gonna be their easy target.”

The two of them made their way back into the Irwin household. Michelle laughed as her little brother rushed to greet her. It had definitely been strange being away from Matty for so long.“You’re not wrong. C’mon lil’ lady. You’ve been missed by a lot of people.”

He’d guided her into the main dining and sitting room to find nearly all of the club there along with what was considered the next generation of club members. All of the younger members kept away from the free flowing alcohol, knowing that the following day was going to be daunting as it was. Michelle was happy enough to stay sober to talk to her parents and sit with Matty on her lap, listening to him going on about all the things he’d done in the months that she’d been away.

Ashton barely left her side.

The following morning felt like it was straight out of the movies. But she knew that this was the reality for the club members who did the various runs.

Unsurprisingly, Ashton helped both Bert and Chibs. Michelle hadn’t expected anything less from her boyfriend, but even then, it still stunned her the trust that he had in her not to hit him with a bullet when it came to being aware of club members versus rivals.

“Am I gonna really need to know this kinda stuff?” The complaint had been good natured, but the elder Irwin understood her hesitation. He hadn’t risen to her complaint, making her go through their course again. It was late afternoon before Chibs finally called to a halt, and they began to pack down, making sure nothing was left behind.

Once they were ready to go, Bert motioned for the other two to head off. Ashton scowled for a moment before his dad sighed.

“I just need to talk with your girl. I’ve got intel on her uni, and you need to go meet with Hood. the Harris’ have payments due.” With a quick kiss to his girlfriend, Ashton handed Michelle her helmet and then he was gone with Chibs.

“C’mon lil’ lady.” She didn’t hesitate to climb on the back of Bert’s bike. It was a level of freedom that she understood and part of her wanted her own to travel back to uni with, to show those men who thought she was easy that no one messed with her.

The drive wasn’t too far out of Charming. It was mostly desert, but there was a little spot that gave a nice view of the town.

When the bike was parked up, Michelle was off first, heading to a small bench that had been left there by a previous resident.

“Ashton’s gonna be Club Prez one day. You and I both know this.” Michelle did know this. Both her and Ashton had known since they were kids. Ashton had always so desperately wanted to follow in his dad’s footsteps.

“What time frame?” She finally asked, turning her head to the man who had turned into a second father for her.

“Maybe by the time he’s twenty five. I’ve been CP for nearly forty years, and it’s time to retire for me.” This shocked Michelle, her eyes going wide.

“But, Ash thought he wouldn’t be Prez til he was in his late thirties at least?” The surprise that coloured Michelle’s tone made Bert laugh as he threw his arm around her shoulders, squeezing her gently as he kissed her temple.

“I’m glad that you both have faith in this old man. But unlike the others, I wanna be able to spoil my grandchildren when they come. I’m surprised that my boy hasn’t made an honest woman outta you.”

Michelle blushed, making him laugh. “Shove off old man.” She groaned, pushing away from him, making him laugh even more.

“I just wanna know, what’s gonna happen. That’s all.” He raised his hands in surrender, and she sighed.

“We talked about it before I left in September. I want to finish school. He knows I’m already planning to spend maybe a couple of years in the big city in a firm so I have a few cases under my belt. He also knows that I want him. I never really wanted anyone else.”

“And I know that, lil’ lady. That’s why I want to help you protect yourself. When Ashton becomes Club Prez, you know we’ve got problems that he’ll inherit. The second they find out you’re a lawyer? That’s a pretty lookin’ red target painted on your forehead.”

Michelle nodded. “That’s why you had me take out the opposition vs our own.”

Bert nodded. “I don’t anticipate you being part of the club like that. But if you get into a situation, I’ll be relieved to know that one of my girls can get away safely. You know we’d be devastated if we lost you, Anne-Marie especially.” Michelle felt her heart swell for this man and his wife.

Her parents were good to her, and she knew that. And so were the Irwin’s. But knowing that they valued her like a daughter already made her appreciate just what she had in her life.

“At least by the time I’m finished with school, I’ll be there to haul his ass out of the fire coals.” Her murmured words made Bert laugh before patting her knee.

“And he’d be lucky to have you hauling his ass from the fires. C’mon lil’ lady. Let's get back before he goes off at me. I know you’re only here for a few more weeks, and he wants to spend as much time with you as possible.”

When the two of them returned, Ashton didn’t hesitate to almost drag Michelle out to the den that they’d built as teenagers, making Bert laugh at her exasperated eye roll. But once the two of them were secluded away from the world, she happily nestled against him, their clothes long gone as she traced his tattoos.

“What was dad after?” His fingers ran up and down her spine, her body melting against him as she fought to keep her eyes open.

“Told me why he was doing that today, why he wanted me to know how to at least fight back.” She murmured and his lips pressed against the top of her head.

“And why would that be, sweetheart?” Her head tilted up so that her chin could rest on his chest, her eyes catching his.

“You’re gonna be Prez eventually, Ash. Everyone and their mother know about us. He’s worried that when you take over, you’ll be inheriting problems he’s been dealing with for years. Just being associated with you paints a target on my back. When they find out that we’re together? That target moves to my forehead.” There was no way to paint it nicely, but Ashton understood, even if there was crease between his brows at her words.

“Hopefully being in the big city takes it away, you’re out of town for too long.” She smiled sadly at him before letting the subject drop.

“He also asked why you haven’t made an honest woman out of me. I think he forgets we’re only eighteen, and I’ve barely been away for six months.” Ashton laughed, and the mood changed drastically as she shifted, straddling his hips.

“Trust me sweetheart, when I’ve saved up, I’ll be making an honest woman outta you. Those big shots can get fucked when they see a nice, shiny diamond on your finger.”

“Oh there better be a shiny diamond eventually, Irwin.” He laughed as she leaned down to kiss him.

Time passed by for them. Whilst he was saving up the money he earned from helping the club and working with Bobby in the garage, Michelle worked her ass off.

Despite repeatedly telling men that she was taken, none really believed it. However, when she landed a few punches after one of them got too handsy with her, they quickly realised that it didn’t matter what they believed.

She could fight back, and she could put them down quicker than they’d ever be able to step away from.

When Ashton had found out, he’d taken a month away, despite Bert half-heartedly arguing, he realised that if anything, it would keep her safer if they saw what kind of boyfriend she had.

She was surprised when he turned up after her lecture to pick her up. The roar of the bike engine was so familiar that it sounded out of place in the big city.

Michelle had been chatting with Jennifer, as they’d left, deliberately ignoring the few guys that seemed to invite themselves along. When Jen had spotted her ride, she hesitated, unwilling to leave Michelle with the guys from their course, circling around her like vultures.

“I can see if Jack could drop you off, save you from these creeps?” They shared a giggle.

“Thanks but I need to head to the bar. Old Jerry wants me to stop by soon to try his new cocktails...” The roar of the engine made her pause, her eyes immediately searching out the sound.

“Chelle?” Jen had prodded her to get her attention, but once Michelle spotted the bike, her face lit up in undisguised glee.

“I don’t need to worry about getting a ride, mine just arrived.” The guys that had been lingering, scoffed.

“Really Morgan? You’re going after a lowlife, probably with no stable job and an arrest record?” She wasn’t sure of his name, Mike or Marc, but his words triggered her anger. As the bike pulled up, she spun around, ready to punch him before remembering where she was.

“If I wasn’t so determined to become a lawyer, I’d have decked you with no hesitation. However, that apparent lowlife has been my best friend since we were kids. Add in the fact he’s literally the love of my life, and you get the picture. No arrest record, his dad runs and owns a garage that he’s set to inherit one day and not to mention, I like my men a little rough around the edges. How about you go fuck the blow up doll your buddies got you for Christmas and get off my fucking ass.” She snapped and she watched as he glanced behind her.

“He gonna come in and save you then?” This time, she smirked.

“When you run around with men that look like they could kill you, you get taught how to defend yourself from creepy assholes. Try it and see where this will get you. Not to mention that I’m a scholarship student. Why would I jeopardize this chance for a career?” Her voice had turned innocent, sweet. But the dare was laid for all to hear.

“You’re an ugly bitch anyway.” He finally muttered before turning on his heel and leaving. She shared a look with Jen before they both started laughing. Michelle hugged her friend goodbye before running to where Ashton was standing, leaning against his bike.

The hindrance of her skirt meant that he could only pick her up and swing her around, but she was finally in the safest place.

“It’s been a minute.” She finally breathed when their lips pulled away, his smile only having grown wider.

“I know, but there are reasons. However, you’ve got me for a good chunk of time, doll.” This made her light up in excitement.

“How much time?” His smile was impossibly wide at this point as he dipped his head to kiss her once more.

“At least a month.” His voice was low, setting the fire off in her belly, but even that couldn’t squelch the joy that surged through her as she kissed him.

“Lets head back to mine then, handsome. I’ve got some new things for you to enjoy.” He had to swallow his reply as she got herself sat on the bike, a laugh escaping at the put-out look on her face.

“Sorry doll, but it looks so strange to see you dressed like that on my bike.”

“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. I haven’t got much of a choice. Dumb dress codes.” Ashton ignored her dar mutter as he placed her helmet on for her before climbing on and kicking the bike into life.

She’d missed the feeling of the bike underneath her. The way the engine rumbled was a reassurance, something that had come with years of riding around with Ashton and being taught to ride by Bert. It was a level of freedom that she never felt in the city, so enclosed and overrun with either pedestrians or cas. Bikes were around, but not ones like these, they were more what Bobby would call flashy toys, built for speed but would never survive one of the runs they did.

When Ashton pulled up to Michelle’s place, there were nosey neighbours who peered from their windows to see what the noise was about. She outright ignored them as she took Ashton’s hand and led him up the stone steps to the house she was renting, the door barely closed before he had her pressed against the wall with his lips on hers.

This was another thing she missed as she sighed into the kiss, the soft moan escaping as hands pushed up her skirt, and he began to tease.

“Do you think you’ll get complaints about any noise?” He murmured as his lips moved to her neck and she moaned at the sensations.

“Don’t care.”

She didn’t hold back and neither did he.

When they were nestled up in her bed, having gotten their welcome home out of their systems, Michelle was dozing off against his chest when he leaned over to the floor, rummaging through his jacket pockets.

“What are you doing? I had a comfy pillow.” She muttered indignantly. He chuckled.

“I had a whole thing planned out, but being with you like this? Honestly it's the best moment I think.”

This had her confused as he resumed his previous position but this time, she tilted her head so that it was resting on his chest, staring at him.

“And what moment would that be, Irwin?” He gave her the softest smile, one which she knew was reserved just for her.

“The moment to tell you that I’ve loved you for nearly my entire life, and I don’t want a life without you in it. Michelle Morgan, will you marry me?” he had the ring in his hands, and she couldn’t stop the gasp as she sat up, staring at him in shock.

“Ashton, this better not be a joke.” The tears threatened to fall and there was the soft smile again as he leaned forward to kiss her.

“I would never joke about this. You’re too important to me, Micha.”

The first tear fell as she moved her trembling left hand, offering it to Ashton.

“Yes. Yes I will marry you.” The joy on his face in that moment sealed it for Michelle. As he slid the ring on her finger, he kissed it before his lips found hers once more.

“My sun, my moon, my stars.” He whispered.

When she went into her class on Monday, Jen was the first to notice the very shiny diamond ring on her finger.

“Oh my god, really?” Her friend gasped excitedly before pulling her into a hug. Michelle laughed.

“Really! He had this whole elaborate plan set out but ditched it because it didn’t feel like us. He wants to celebrate, but since he’s staying for the month, his brothers are going to travel up for celebrations next week. Ash wants to meet you and Jack and have a quiet double date before his brothers show up.”

There were a few mutters from the men around them, but the two girls paid them no attention like they’d done from day one when the two realised they were the only females in the class.

“The only reason she’s getting married is because he probably knocked her up.” Mike-she was certain now after hearing his name called out on the register-muttered.

This time, she wasn’t going to let him slander her name like that. Those kinds of rumours not only fuelled fire but could potentially cost Michelle her career, and she wasn’t about to have any of it.

Turning in her seat whilst they waited for the lecturer to start, she scowled at him.

“Kindly refrain from making assumptions and starting rumours that you can’t back up with facts, O’Riley.” She kept her voice levelled, albeit slightly condescending. He scowled at her in return.

“What, scared that I’m right?” The taunt was a clear bait, determined to show she shouldn't be there. Both her and Jen had suffered from them.

The class had fallen silent at this, and Michelle smirked.

“How about I give you the facts first since you’ve spent the entirety of first year trying to make a point that neither Jennifer or I belong. I’ve known my fiance since we were children. Five years old to be precise. Whilst I’m at school, he works for the garage that his dad owns and will one day take over. He tries his hardest to visit once a month but sometimes he can’t because of obligations to the company means that sometimes the garage comes first.” She could see a few of the guys take on board her words.

Jen was smirking.

“If he were to have knocked me up, the last time I saw him was two and a half months ago. Notice how I haven’t swapped to any kinds of baggy clothing? Had I actually been pregnant, I’d have taken a leave of absence for a week so that I could go home and tell him as well as our families. Getting the picture yet?” His cheeks were burning as she so easily put him in his place.

“You have a go at the two of us, saying we don’t belong because we can’t be doing our studies right, we can’t be learning the same things as men. But if I look objectively at the situation, you’ve repeatedly tried to bait Chelle into an argument and lost every time. Most facts she’s been quite open about, and the others seemed to have put two and two together, but you can’t let go of the fact that she rejected you. So you hound her for anything. I hope that if you actually get into Law School after the undergrad program that you have to face her in the courts, because she’s clearly better than you.” Jennifer had spoken up in defence of her friend, and it had fallen silent before the lecturer began to clap.

Michelle hadn’t even realised that they’d eaten into the class time.

“Miss Morgan is correct, Mr O’Riley. Report to my office after class.”

Unsurprisingly, O’Riley left her alone, and before Michelle knew it, the end of the year was upon them and she was back home with her family.

She hadn’t had a chance to really pass the news and had forced Calum, Luke and Michael to stay quiet about it. Ashton knew better than to ruin this surprise for her, even though her family had been waiting for the day to happen ever since he’d asked her father’s permission the day after she’d left.

To say they were excited was understatement of the century. Both of them had winced at the high pitched squeal from her mother and her father was laughing at the scene before him.

They welcomed Ashton into their family when he was a child, but this was a different kind of welcome, one that really made him feel lucky to have the parents he had.

Unlike some of the weddings they’d seen from the club members, Ashton had been adamant. The wedding would be how Michelle wanted it, and if anyone had a problem then they could work at the garage instead.

Bert had surprisingly backed his son up.

“She’s practically been my daughter since he brought her home with a skinned knee and tear tracks down her face. This is her day just as much as his, and if Ash wants it to be how she wants it, then no one will say a fucking word.”

The prospects had eyed the father/son duo warily before nodding in acceptance. Ashton had already made it clear to them that they’d be around for security rather than the ceremony.

They’d watched one of their previous comrades learn the hard way not to insult Michelle Morgan around any of them. The last prospect who did that not only lost his chance to be in the club but also ended up in the hospital with broken arms and a bullet to the knee.

The warning rang loud and clear for them so they weren’t bothered by the fact they’d been relegated to security.

Despite the endless ribbing that Ashton had received from his best friends, he helped Michelle with ideas for what she wanted. They’d decided to plan and book it for the following summer, to let her get through her second year of university without worrying.

“I’m going to defer a year after we get married.” Ashton stared at her in shock. She’d told him that the career was important to her, and he couldn’t wrap his head around why she would do that.

He’d pulled her so that she was straddling his lap, the two of them sat on the sofa at his parents’. They were out for the weekend. He knew his dad was preparing for a patchover and his mom wanted as much time as possible with him without the two of them underfoot.

“And why are you deferring a year, doll?”

“So that I can steal you away for a year. Our honeymoon is going to be much longer than two weeks.” The grin on her lips was almost predatory, and he felt the corner of his own twitch up in response.

“Oh is it, Miss Morgan?” Her arms were resting on his shoulders as she leaned forwards, nibbling at the skin of his neck, her hips slowly rocking into his.

He was struggling to stay focused.

“A full year of us travelling. Motels, fancy hotels or hostels. Travel America and then maybe fly out and travel Europe. A whole year. I’m sure you wouldn’t be adverse to having sex in every state and then as much of Europe as possible.” Her teeth tugged at his earlobe, and he had her pinned on the couch, the look of shock amusing as his lips met hers.

“What my lady wants, my lady gets.”

Later when they’d redressed themselves and were looking at various places, Ashton let out a sigh. “You realise that it means I’ll definitely be doing more runs. And maybe a few hits?”

She squeezed his hand gently. “That’s why pops is planning on offering to pay for half of the trip. He knows what your dad does, they’re best friends. He knows what you do. He also knows that you’d protect me and move heaven and earth if you could. I wasn’t supposed to tell you this, so act surprised when he offers it.” This made him laugh as he kissed her temple.

“Secret is safe with me, doll. So July or August for the wedding date?”

True to his word, Ashton did act surprised when her dad made the offer, however, he didn’t have to fake his shock at the amount that he was offering.

“That’s, surely that would cover the entire trip?” Ashton barely breathed. Marcus Morgan laughed as he slapped Ashton on the shoulder.

“Son, I’ve been saving for this ever since she brought you home to us to introduce us to her newest best friend. At first it was small amounts which I was prepared to make her college fund, and then you two got together and her mother told me to start saving properly.” Ashton stared at his soon to be father-in-law, stunned.

He could do nothing but hug Marcus tightly in gratitude, in amazement, in awe. He wasn’t entirely sure. But he loved this man just as much as he loved his own dad.

Marcus understood the unspoken words and held onto Ashton just as tightly, giving him a moment to take in the significance of the offer.

“You realise that the second Michelle finds out, she’ll flip?” Ashton finally asked as he pulled back, and Marcus laughed loudly.

“Like I’d expect anything else from that girl. She’s her mother’s daughter through and through. I can only count my blessings that she found you early on to temper her impulses.” Ashton tried and failed to hide his smirk as his soon-to-be in-law rolled his eyes before they were drawn into a discussion about the newest modifications he’d made to his bike.

They still continued to plan, even when Michelle was back at University. Mercifully, after her verbal slapdown of O’Riley, both her and Jen had earned the grudging respect from their classmates.

That respect was a big help when it came to the appointments for her dress fittings and bridesmaid dresses. If Jen hadn’t been one of her bridesmaids, she knew her friend would’ve handed her any and all the notes she needed for missed classes however, both of them relied on the notes from their classmates and the occasional meeting with their tutors.

It was a much quieter year for both her and Ashton, despite all the appointments and meetings for the venues and vendors. It dawned on them how much work it took to pull off the wedding that they were planning, on top of their respective school work and jobs.

It was exhausting, but they pulled it off, she’d finished top of the class, with Jen close behind her and the business side for the Irwin’s had been thriving.

Before she really knew it, she was standing in the foyer of the church, gripping her dad’s arm to stop the butterflies causing havoc through her entire body, let alone her stomach.

“You nervous sweet girl?” Her dad's tone was reassurance of all these new exciting feelings. She let out a small breath of air as she finally let it sink in that it was just Ashton waiting for her.

She was marrying her best friend.

“Excited. I still can’t believe he agreed to let you practically pay for our entire trip.” It had been a constant disagreement until her mother had sat her down and told her why her dad was doing this.

“Call it payback for you actually telling him before I could.” And she felt her jaw drop. She knew that Ashton hadn’t told him, or at least they’d suspected she’d gotten away with her slip up.

Marcus chuckled as he gently tapped under her chin, her jaw shutting with an audible snap.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” She hissed dangerously, and he grinned in return, his eyes suspiciously bright as his hand lifted, the backs of his fingers tracing down her face. She relaxed into the comforting touch almost immediately.

“You’re my child. I’ve raised you and I know you. Ashton is also mine, even though your mother didn’t bring him into the world. The two of you grew up with your mom and I as well as his parents. You might be able to fool the world sweetheart, but you can never fool your parents.”

It was another sigh before she let out a snort of laughter.

“Figures.” The key changed in the music, and the butterflies were back with reckless abandon.

“Time to get the show on the road, sweet girl. I love you and I’m proud of you.” His lips touched her forehead, and it was almost like magic that her entire body relaxed. The butterflies finally settled as they began the walk down to her future husband.

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A Definitely Real Dad

Link to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24016309

Summary: Gyro seeks advice from an expert when he is faced with his greatest foe yet: Parenting an adorable real boy.

Or Alternatively: Mad scientist feeling emotions for tiny adorable robot needs help from tired and expert parent that is also a sailor.

Notes: This needs to happen.

Also Ducktales Disney right now: "You get a child, you get a child, you get a child, EVERYBODY GETS A CHILD!!!!"

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"Why do you think Doctor Gearloose invited us to his lab?" Huey asked his companions Louis, Dewey, Webby, Della and Donald as they rode the elevator to the underwater laboratory below McDuck Enterprises'.

The elevator dinged and open its doors, revealing Doctor Gearloose looking at a piece of paper while Manny, Lil Bulb and Fenton working on a turbine.

"Oh, the ducks are here!" Gyro exclaims, folding the paper he had on his hands and pocketing it in his pants. He gently leads the family to where his partners were working as he explains why he needed them here. "I need your assistance testing my new mega super plane turbine powered by gold!"

Almost all the ducks present gasp in amazement and run towards the invention. The only one that looks at it in suspicion is the mature Donald Duck. He eventually shrugs it off, his uncle's employee wouldn't purposely put his kids in danger. But then he feels a feathered hand on his shoulder and a dark aura behind him. He turned around slowly, the feathers at the back of his neck standing up.

Doctor Gyro Gearloose was looking down at him, his face neutral and the light shining against his glasses hid his eyes, making him look extremely intimidating. "You will come with me Mr Duck," The scientist tells him slowly and threateningly.

As the unluckiest duck on the world was being shoved to a side room by the mad scientist, his family, ignorant to what was happening to him, kept playing with the machine. Although it didn't take long for the kids and Della to lose interest. As the turbine got boring, they noticed that the duck sailor was missing. Fenton dismissed their worries though, telling them that Doctor Gearloose probably needed him for something and continued to show them his inventions.

"And these are my spy-bugs," Fenton presents, showing them a bunch of different flying insects robots. Pressing a code on a mini-computer, the firefly one activates, lifting into the air. "With these little guys, we would be able to have 24-hour surveillance. They all work in a hive-mind structure and are controlled by this remote device that can be connected with any sort of memory RAM. NOW CONTEMPLATE!" Fenton uses the remote device to move the firefly out of the room and then turn on the giant computer of the lab and it starts showing what the robot is recording.

"HOW COME YOU WON'T DO IT!?" A shout echoes nearby the robot and Fenton, recognising Dr Gearloose voice, makes the machine follow the sound. They see an office where Gyro is holding Donald by his uniform and shaking him. The scientist then sighs and lets him go. "Well, If you won't cooperate, then you leave me no choice!" Gyro declares as he takes off his glasses dramatically and stands taller over the duck, looking ready to destroy him.

"PLEEEEEEESSSSSEEEEEEEE!"

The peppers let go of the breath they were holding. Gyro had not done anything to Donald, instead, he fell to his knees and begged the other bird as he held his glasses in his hands clasped like a prayer.

"Alright, I'll help you," Donald sighs, his voice resembling that of a normal being. Dewey said he sounded like an actor from one of those comic book movies that everybody got crazy for. "But I can't guarantee results," Gyro got up and, out of nowhere, got top-notch audio recording gear and sat on a stool with a note pad and a pen.

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"First," Donald started. "You need to listen. Listen to what they say, how they say it and what they don't say. That is usually where the problems appear,"

"You also need to be trustworthy. You want them to come to you with their problems. But until that happens, you need to show them that you can and will help them solve their problem,"

"But if they don't tell me what's wrong how am I supposed to know that something is even wrong?" Gyro asks.

"That is the next tip, notice the little details. For example, whenever Huey drinks chocolate-milk with three spoons of cocoa powder instead of two, means that his junior woodchuck meeting didn't go so well; Whenever Dewey does a dance that consists of two spins, one flip and landing on bent knees and jazz hands means he is proud of something; or whenever Louis gets a wrinkle next to his right eye, means he is lying,"

"But the two most important things you need to remember and never forget is that you are a parent and that your life is not only yours anymore,"

"What do you mean?" Gyro asks again. "I am his parent, what else would I be?"

"It means that you aren't his friend, you aren't his buddy that will never get mad and will do anything for you. You are his parent and sometimes, you have to be the bad guy of the story," Donald tells him.

"And the life-thing?"

"It's his no. You eat what they want to eat, you eat what they want to eat, you watch what they want to watch. Your life revolves around them, they matter more than you or your feelings now,"

Gyro nods and it looks like he is about to say something but the screen turns black.

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"Hey," Dewey complains as the image disappears.

"I'm sorry little ducks, but that seemed like a private conversation and I refuse to eavesdrop on it anymore," Fenton tells them as the robotic-firefly returns and he leaves it with the rest. "Come, I have more inventions you can play with it," He gently guides them away from the monitor.

The ducks follow him with Lil Bulb behind them, except for one. The grown woman was starring at the screen. Every time she believed that she understood how the last years without her had been for her twin, she found out that there was something she had missed. And Donald's examples, about the tiniest details of the boys, she didn't know any of them, yet Donald seemed to know them by heart.

"Mom?" Dewey called as he turned back for her, after noticing she didn't follow them.

"Comin' honey" She snapped out of her inner monologue and followed her kids.

They spent a whole afternoon testing and helping Fenton, at some point, even Boyd joined them. The kids spent the evening together, playing, laughing and catching up. Boyd was now living full-time at the lab with Dr Gearloose, Manny and Lil Bulb.

The drakes had not taken the news very well, believing that once Boyd left, things would go back to the way things were before him. But the real boy made sure to pass his half of the inheritance to the two responsible adults, leaving Doofus without the power to be richer than his parents. They were all making plans for Boyd to come and sleepover at McDuck when the duck and the rooster that were missing came into the room. Dewey was the first one to ask for the cybernetic boy to come over.

"Well, I have no problem with it," Donald said in his normal voice.

"May I go, Dr Gearloose?" Boyd asks, looking up to the scientist.

"Maybe some other time, we still have to check if there is any residual damage from Beaks viruses on you," The chicken explains and pats the real boy on the head.

"Alright, thank you Dr Gearloose,"

Not long after the duck family is leaving, as well as Dr Fenton. Manny also retreated to his quarters soon enough. Gyro was working on Boyd wiring while the real boy was telling him about his day.

"And Mrs mom was very sad when I got to leave but she told me I can return any moment,"

"Would you like that?" Gyro asks remembering what Donald had told him. ("Make him feel listened to. Do things he likes, and if they want to do anything without you, let him be. You are not the only person in his life.")

"Yes, that would be splendid! Once my programme is clear, could we visit?" Boyd asks.

"Of Course we can," Gyro tells him as he closes the lid on the robot's head. "But now it's time to recharge so that you have all your energy for tomorrow. You have that Woodchuck-thingy you like, right?"

"Yes, my Junior Woodchuck meeting, at 9:30 sharp, remember to bring Ice-pops wood sticks," He says as if reading a remainder on a calendar while the scientist and his creation when to Boyd's room.

The room used to be a storage closet for failed projects, but they put up a sliding door to give Boyd more privacy. The real boy had a closet, a small library with a study table, a laptop, some video-games and a bed. The bed was more like a nest, with a Japanese mattress and a lot of pillows and blankets piled up to make a circular form. Boyd would usually sleep in the middle with the blankets and pillows cocooning him in warmth. Next to his bed-nest, there is a tall bulbless lamp. Doctor Gyro used to have it in his room since it was Lil Bulb's resting place, but the little rascal moved it once Boyd's room started being furnished.

"Alright, I'll drive you tomorrow and we will pick up what you need on the way," Gyro tells him as he connects wires to his back panel to charge him. "If you need anything I will be on the room next door," The chicken said. ("Always remind him that you are there for him. Kids tend to forget that,")

"Goodnight, Dr Gearloose!"

"Goodnight, Boyd!" He sees Lil Bulb climbing the lamp and posting himself on the top, before the light it emitted turned off before he leaves the room.

As soon as he is outside, the renewed scientist with a high intellect punched the air in excitement as the word "Success!" went off in his mind. When he turned to his side, heading towards his room, he saw Manny in front of his own door. The two scientists looked at each other for a while, no one moving, until the rooster fixes his clothes and his glasses.

"Not a tap from you, or your headless behind is fired," He tells the horse as he steps into his room.

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Another date, another morning, another day where Doctor Gyro Gearloose wakes up to another mistake made by naive and foolish Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera that he had to deal with. This time in the form of a weird duck dressed in so much black, that the scientist is willing to bet its a hobo-emo that his stupid ex-intern picked up last night. The guy looks extremely beat up and not alone. There is also that stupid pilot that hangs around McDuck and a girl duckling.

Gyro sighs frustrated and rubs his temples. He did not have time for this. He had to take Boyd to his scouts meeting and even buy something on the way there.

"Explanation, Now," Gyro demand as he goes closer and checks on the individual better.

Launchpad, Fenton and the kid, who he learns her name is Gosalyn and the daughter of said hobo-emo, tell him that Gizmoduck and Darkwing Duck had a sort of agreement. They each take turns patrolling the city, both day and night, but last night, Darkwing came upon something too big for him and Gosalyn, who Gyro was starting to realize had more brain cells than the three adults combined, called Gizmoduck for back up. The two self-proclaimed superheroes ended the job, but the one not protected by a metallic super-suit, unsurprisingly, got the worst part of the stick and ended up in here to recover.

Just as they finished explaining their night full of shenanigans, Boyd came out into the main room of the lab, wearing his Junior Woodchuck uniform and a backpack.

"Oh, hi! I am B.O.Y.D! A definitely real boy!" The android says once he notices the other unknown ducks in the room.

"I want them out of my lab by the moment I'm back, Crackshell. Understood?" Gyro threatens the other scientist, that nods in response, and then turns to Boyd. "Come on Boyd, we don't want to be late to your meeting," The boy takes his hand and the two walk to the elevator.

"It was nice to meet you!" Boyd tells the others and waves as the elevator doors close.

The two birds head to the central park of Duckberg, stopping on a convenience store on their way. Using his moped is easier and faster than any car, not needing to wait for traffic. And even if Boyd can fly, he had already told him to only use his robotic enhancements when needed. Not to mention that it also helps with one of the tips he was given yesterday. ("You have to prioritize him. Once everything is done with him, you can follow with your day,")

The reach the park fairly quickly, but when he gives Boyd the things they bought for this meeting, he notices that the backpack moves. It takes him a second to realize that Bulb never came out of the boy's room.

"Come on out Lil Bulb," He tells the backpack, and sure enough, said invention comes out of the little boy's knapsack.

"He wanted to accompany me to my Junior Woodchuck meeting," Boyd tells him. "Can he come?" ("You have to set rules, boundaries. There are things that they can't do or can't touch. And you have to tell him so, because even if it sounds obvious to you, it might not to them.")

"He can't Boyd, I need him at the lab," He explains to the real boy.

"Understood. Goodbye, Doctor Gearloose!"

"I'll see you at lunch," The scientist gets back on his moped and straps his helmet on. He notices that Lil Bulb is giving his back to him with his arm crossed, as if offended over what happened. "Oh please, don't be difficult you too,"

As he makes his way back to the underwater lab, he can't help the feeling that those three lunatic and that girl are gonna be there. Not surprisingly, when the elevator's doors ding open, the idiot, the stupid and the girl are marvelling at the facility and its contents as hobo-emo was slowly getting off the table he was laid in and stretching his column back into place.

"Gosalyn, don't touch that! You don't know what it does!" He reprimands the girl.

Gyro sighs defeated and pours himself a cup of coffee. As he sips his revival elixir, his mind wanders at the purple and black buffoon before him. The guy was in a dire need of an upgrade. He didn't scream battle-suit like Gizmo, but maybe a few gadgets and a more protective and lasting outfit would benefit him. If the guy was going to go around and try to be a nameless and unrecognised vigilante, the least he could do was have more than just a costume and a poor ensemble of sidekicks.

"Gosalyn, No, Get down from there!" Or maybe what he needed was something else.

Gyro looked at the girl duckling, who was balancing over an old cloning tube of his, and then back at the nightly superhero, who had red lines over his eyes, enormous black bags under his eyes, a stiff neck and almost ready to drop dead any second now. Analysing the facts he had, he made a decision.

"Gosalyn, Get down from there, We need to go! Now!" The dark avenger of the night kept scolding the younger duck, that still lead him nowhere.

"Here," Gyro, out of nowhere, presented a card to the shorter man. "A parenting expert, it seems like you need it,"

Drake looks between the card and the scary mad scientist twice before taking the card. Gyro left him alone once he took it to keep working on his inventions, leaving Drake to his own devices with the card.

Donald Duck xxx-xxxx-xxxx McDuck Manor's Pool

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phoenixplume117 · 4 years

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Aspik & Marinette

(If you read my other works this does NOT fit in with that timeline)

2017

Ladybug turned to Rena Rouge she needed someone to deliver Sass to Luka but she couldn't do it right now. She looked over at Nino-er Carapace, right now they were on the offensive, they didn't require his defensive power she ran to him.

"Carapace! I need your help!"

Carapace turned to her and nodded while watching the Akumatized woman begin to run their way, along the river, "uh.. sure?"

Ladybug opened her yoyo and produced a box, "I need you to find-- Ugh, I hate telling you this. You already know who Rena is…" she mentally argued if she could deliver it herself.

"How about instead of telling me who it goes to, you let me guess?" he offered?

Ladybug looked down the Seine at the quickly approaching Melusine that decided to dive under the water and gain it's mermaid tail, dragon wings, "Alright, it's the Miraculous of the snake."

"Um, Julika's older brother?" Carapace didn't bother to tell her that everyone already knew everyone else except who she and Chat Noir were.

Ladybug took a step back in surprise then recovered and pretended he was wrong, "Uh, I've met him, he sounds like a good match for a one time use, take it to him let the kwami, his name is Sass, explain how it works, now go!"

Carapace ran to the Couffain's boat and he was nearly there before he remembered, Luka broke his leg the day before. He quickly thought then veered to his best friend's house, Adrien wasn't home, he would just be getting out of fencing, he ran to school. Out of breath he hid in the shadows of the courtyard stairs and waited. When Adrien walked out of the cloakroom doors he rushed him, picked him up and pulled him under the opposite stairs so no one would see them.

"Adrien Agreste?"

Adrien looked at the turtle superhero and knew he was needed, some place, IN BLACK but he was about to be offered something else. Plagg was going to be pissed… again. He nodded, "Yes?"

Carapace looked around and finding no one he pulled the box out from under his shield, "This is the miraculous of the snake…"

Adrien did even hear the rest of what his sometimes partner was saying. He just looked at the box trying to figure out a way to say he did not want to do this.

Carapace opened the box with a grin and a flourish, "Well?" a heartbeat went by and his best friend didn't respond, not that he knew they were best friends but he thought for sure Adrien would be at least a little excited. He'd been completely stoked when LB had given him Lil' Dude. "Uh, Du- er M. Agreste?"

Adrien looked like he was in pain or at the very least mildly constipated.

Sass spoke up, "Master Agreste, may I explain the way my miraculous works?"

Adrien looked at Sass, "um, can I not? I'm kind of not supposed to put myself in danger."

Carapace looked surprised but Sass didn't, he remembered their time together.

"Um, dude, I'm sure you can, but I'm begging you, LB needs our help Chat Noir is totally MIA and this is the first time she's ever asked me to do something so important. Please, don't make me let her down."

Adrien had to smile, Carapace was such a team player, how could he let his friend down, he reminded him so much of Nino sometimes. On the other hand he really did not want to do this, after all history had shown him, the odds were not in their favor if he were Aspik. He looked at Sass who also didn't seem thrilled, where was Luka? His face lit up, Luka! "Actually, I know who Viperi.." Adrien trailed off and his smile faded, he'd forgotten.

Carapace nodded, "Yeah, I guess, I was right, the guy who broke his leg yesterday?"

Adrien shrugged, "Ladybug said I had to keep it a secret so I'm not really sure how I should answer that."

Carapace grinned and held out the box again, "Adrien Agreste-"

Adrien pursed his lips then put his hand out, "Okay," he put the miraculous on and quickly called the Gorilla to tell him the team had extra drills and stashed his bag then transformed.

Carapace watched his efficiency and reminded himself to tell LB to give Adrien a Miraculous more often. "Ready?"

Aspik nodded and ran after Carapace into battle.

With a little black blur tucked between him and his lyre giving constant negative feedback.

"You could have said no," Plagg said.

"I tried," Aspik whispered.

"Did you forget the last time?"

"No, I just need to figure out a way to, get hurt or something," he said.

"Did you say something?" Carapace said, turning toward the river.

"Yeah, what am I supposed to be fighting?"

"Oh, it's like a massive Melusine the size of a statue, it can switch between legs and fins. And we haven't figured out what the akumatized object is."

"She needs her Chat Noir not Snekboi," Plagg said dryly, then to make sure Aspik understood he was being made fun of, "That's spelled S-N-E-K-B-O-I."

"Yeah, I figured," then louder he replied to Carapace, "Um, I'm going to meet you at the riverfront on the other side, see if I can get a lay of the area."

Carapace nodded, Adrien was smart, Viperion did that a lot, watched the entire battle area, to see what needed to be done, "Okay! Thanks I appreciate it so much!" Carapace said, then ran ahead.

Aspik ran diagonally away from him, then found a recessed area and detransformed. "Sorry Sass but-"

"He's mine!" Plagg interrupted, "Stop trying to take MY chosen."

Sass looked unimpressed, "First, I don't choose to be GIVEN although Master Adrien is very nice I much prefer Master Luka, Second, until now, I had no idea you were Chat Noir… My condolences having to work with… Him," Sass said looking at Plagg.

Plagg's chin dropped in shock, that anyone would think that he was anything less than amazing. After all, he was!

Adrien rolled his eyes and reached into his pocket for some blue colored cheese and popped it in Plagg's, still open mouth, "Snack time." he said.

"Yuck, that completely messes wi-" he grumbled with his mouth full.

"Aqua Plagg, Transform Me," Adrien said, looking both ways then ran for the water, tucking the Snake Miraculous's bracelet into his pocket. Now Sass was hiding in his hair, something that occasionally Plagg would do.

"You know you don't have to pick on him," Chat Noir chastised Sass.

"He needs it, don't worry about him," Sass replied.

"So nice of you to join me!" a frustrated Ladybug was suddenly in front of him in the water.

Chat gave her a gallic shrug, "I came as soon as I could, and worse yet, I have to leave early, I know I've never done that before."

Ladybug looked ready to blow her top.

"Milady, I've told you my parents really worry about me well, I don't think the excuse I gave them was very good," Chat lied trying to come up with a way to show up as Aspik for at least a few minutes of the battle. He didn't want Ladybug to think HE was a loser after all.

By this time they had finally caught up with the akumatized woman, "Woah! She's huge, are you sure she's not a sentimonster?" And she was naked, Carapace hadn't said that.

Ladybug nodded, "Yes, she's been talking to Hawk Moth."

Chat nodded and shot forward and began climbing the Melusine's braid.

"Chat! No!" Ladybug yelled, "Stupid cat," she muttered, then climbed up after him.

"Excuse me!" Chat Noir said from the Melusine's shoulder.

The Melusine stopped and a wave pulled Ladybug from her hair throwing her backward.

"Cat!" the Melusine yelled under the water.

Chat looked a little less certain of his plan at this point, "That's me," he said hurrying away, "so who are you?"

The akumatized woman gestured to herself as if it were obvious, "Melusine, didn't you learn anything in history?!"

Ladybug swam up, "What happened?"

Melusine snapped her gaze to Ladybug, "Give me your miraculous and I'll tell you all about it."

Chat looked at the woman and realized she wasn't wearing anything he vaguely remembered the story but her hair was braided, he raced down her braid and sliced through the band with his nails hoping that was the object and ran off not waiting to find out if he was right.

Ladybug smiled, how could she have missed the clear elastic? The black butterfly floated toward her in the water trying to get to the surface but she swam after it. When she broke free a hand was waiting to pull her out and she looked up, it was Aspik. She'd told Nino to give Sass to Luka! She'd deal with this later she only had seconds left from using her Lucky Charm before Chat had joined her.

She jumped out and purified the akuma and ran to detransform only to find she'd ran out of snacks for Tikki.

"It's okay Marinette, I'm sure Aspik can take care of the woman," Tikki said.

Marinette leaned around the bridge's side to see and Tikki was right, Aspik was talking to her and calming her. Her heart melted, Adrien was so awesome, she would just watch for a second she thought.

"Marinette? What are you doing? You don't want to be caught."

"Okay I'm going," she said and began walking as if she'd been taking a stroll along the river suddenly she heard quick footsteps catch up to her.

"Hey, are you okay, were you hurt?"

Marinette turned, "Me? No, why, wh-who are you?" she feigned ignorance.

Aspik introduced himself, "I'm Aspik, I'm, ah, just helping, I'm supposed to give my miraculous back but," he shrugged, "everyone left."

"Oh," Marinette smiled shyly.

Aspik grinned, this was kind of fun, he didn't get to see Marinette as often as he used to since they were in completely different classes. It would be nice if LB would let her be Multimouse but he knew it wasn’t worth his time to even bother asking.

Marinette looked over her shoulder in confusion, “Um? Did something… Happen?”

Aspik looked at her with narrowed eyes then leaned back to check if maybe she had been hurt, “You didn’t know there was an akumatized giant?”

Marinette felt her face get warmer and tried to calm herself, “Uh-uh?” She looked around, she had to get out of here so she could feed Tikki then get his miraculous back from him. Aspik was looking at her thoughtfully and she worried she was being too obvious.

Adrien worried, maybe Marinette had hearing problems, maybe that's why Ladybug wasn't giving her another chance, he sighed and looked up at her in time for her to throw her hands up and clip him in the chin.

"Actually I heard- OH!, Omigod! I'msosorry! Aaaaspik!!!!!" she wailed as she tried to correct herself from saying his real name.

Aspik smiled, this was the Marinette he knew and lov-uh… liked. Right, liked. "It's okay, it was an accident you barely brushed me, what were you saying?"

Marinette wished there was a hole nearby for her to crawl into, "I heard something but just figured it was someone with their television too loud."

Aspik nodded then pointed across the street, surprised they were so close to her home already.

"Well, this is me, thanks for taking me home," Marinette smiled and waved as she hurried away from him.

Aspik nodded and waved with a silly grin.

"You can stop waving, she's not even looking at you," Plagg said from behind his shoulder.

Aspik dropped his hand and his silly grin and coughed as if it could make the embarrassing moment go away, "I hope she's okay."

Plagg rolled his eyes and went back to his hiding spot between Aspik and his lyre, "She's fine."

"She thought the fight was someone listening to their television."

"She's fine, let's get home so your pretty lady can get your miraculous. Or should I say Luka's miraculous."

Aspik was walking toward school for his bag but detransformed in a crevice first.

When he reached his bedroom he was surprised to find Ladybug sitting on his sofa watching his television.

"Adrien!" She jumped up.

"M-Ladybug!" he said simultaneously.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just waiting and, I hope you don't mind," Ladybug said pointing to his television.

Adrien shook his head, "Not at all," he reached into his bag, "I didn't mean to keep this, but everyone just left."

Ladybug shook her head, her face turning pink, "I didn't think that, Chat Noir and I had to rush out, sorry, I should have said something or sent someone! I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," she said biting her lower lip.

Adrien walked forward, the sofa between them holding the oval box to her. "I'm not, I'm happy you felt comfortable here. You should come over more often-er-I mean- ifyouwant," Adrien rushed to finish.

Ladybug gently plucked the box from his hand then took her yoyo and opened it depositing it inside to give her something to do as she recovered her sanity. Was he inviting her over? She nearly squealed in her mind. "Thank you, Adrien, I know how hard being Aspik is for you."

Adrien shook his head, "It, it was fine."

Ladybug put her hand on the back of the sofa and leaned forward and kissed his cheek and whispered, "Thank you."

Adrien's eyes fluttered shut and when they opened she was gone.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23469514/chapters/57343678

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iamknicole · 5 years

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House Party

Bloodline Family Series

Parties were pretty much an every weekend thing for Eli, Koda and Milo. Sometimes during the week too. But they never had their own. For almost a month, the cousins planned their party. Trinity and Jimmy were going to be out of town about an hour away, all their siblings were going to be with Grandpa King and Nana. Koda and Milo weren't sure where their parents would be but they knew they'd take the alone time.

"You're really gonna use Auntie Trin's glass punch bowl? Didn't we buy one from the store?" Milo asked walking into the kitchen.

Eli shrugged. "It was cracked. This is good, she never uses it anyway."

Milo shrugged emptying the snacks into the other party bowls they'd brought. Koda was lining sodas up on the counter.

"I found the beer your dad hid in the garage," Koda laughed.

"Cool, he won't even realize they're gone. Is ya friend still gonna dj, Lo?"

Milo nodded going to throw his trash away.

"Yeah, he should be here in a few. Did you remember to lock the doors upstairs?"

"Ummm, yeah, I think I did. I'll check in a few."

The furniture was moved out of the way, the dj was set up, snacks and drinks were out and the boys were dressed. Fortunately for them, their parents had actually called them to check on them so they didn't have to worry about that being a problem.

A couple hours later, Eli's house and backyard was full of people, classmates, friends from other schools and a lot of people they didn't know. They were enjoying themselves much more since it was their party.

While his cousins danced Koda was by the dj area, taking pictures and videos of them. The more Milo danced the harder he laughed. Going over to them he joined in on their vibe, it was contagious.

Eli continued to dance and looked around the party feeling eyes on him. When he caught the eyes of the girl watching him, he smiled then tapped his cousins.

"I'll be back, I think i spotted my situation for tonight," Eli said staring at the girl.

Koda laughed, "Handle your business, cuz."

"Hoe ass boy," Milo joked.

After slapping hands with his cousins, Eli crossed the party to get to his girl. He snuck up behind her putting his hands on her hips.

"What's up, beautiful? I don't think we've met." He whispered in her ear.

The girl turned around and smiled at him. "We haven't but I know who you are."

"Is that right?" Eli smirked.

"That's right, Eli. I'm Suzy. Now that we're acquainted I wanna see if what I heard is true."

Licking his lips, Eli looked around the room for a moment them back down at Suzy. "Damn you don't waste time but if that's what you want. Follow me."

Milo hit Koda's arm and pointed to Eli, who was climbing the stairs with Suzy behind him. Koda watched them, he couldn't help but laugh.

"That's your hoe ass cousin, Lo." Koda joked.

While the cousins enjoyed their party, Trinity was waiting on the hotel bed for Jimmy to get out of his shower after their date. They decided to take a two day trip to Tampa just because. Trinity checked her texts, her emails then the vivint app. It kept sending her notifications from the doorbell camera. She had been ignoring it figuring Eli and his cousins were going somewhere but it was over 50 plus notifications.

As she looked through the stills from the camera her anger boiled over. She knew these boys were into doing some bad shit but to have a party was something new.

Jimmy came from the bathroom immediately noticing his wife's frown.

"Damn, did I take too long?" He asked jokingly.

"I think," she paused taking a deep breath, "No. Your son and his cousins are having a party."

Jimmy sat on the bed beside her laughing, "They always go to parties. No big deal."

Dropping her phone in her lap, Trinity turned to look at her husband. "No, fool. Your son and his cousins are having a party in our house."

"The hell you mean he having a party? In my house? I known you playin."

Trinity tossed her phone to him, "Look at the pictures. All those kids going in our house with bottles and shit. What does that look like to you?"

Taking the phone, Jimmy looked through the stills his jaw clenching after every picture. He gave her the phone back then went to put his clothes and shoes on.

"Get dressed and packed, we goin back. Ima kill his ass and his damn cousins too," he huffed loudly.

Once the couple got on the road, they called the other two couples to let them know what their kids were up to. They were going to wait for Trinity and Jimmy to get back in town before going to confront their kids.

Meeting up two houses down, the parents stood together fussing about their children. They could hear the loud ass music from where they were standing and it only pissed them off more. Meanwhile inside the house, Eli was still upstairs, Koda was dancing with Parker and Milo in the backyard with Aunni and their other friends.

"Okay, I'm over waiting. Can we go snatch these lil bad asses up or what?" Apryl complained.

"I'm sayin," Kandice agreed, "That lil slow ass boy is gon wish he took his ass to that farm when I'm done."

The men followed their wives to the house and inside, Apryl was in front pushing the teenagers out of her way, Trinity and Jandoce glaring at any of them who looked like they wanted to say something back.

One of the girls stopped dancing and smiled at the parents. "Mrs, Reigns," she screamed over the music. "I didnt know you guys were coming!"

"Girl, get out my way," Kandice demanded pushing the girl out the way.

Jey saw where the DJ was and headed over to him. Roman spotted Koda while Jimmy looked around for Eli and found him leaving against the banister on the second floor talking to a girl. Apryl eyed the party goers, Kandice and Trinity went to the kitchen.

Roman grabbed Koda by the back of his shirt, yanking him away from Parker. Koda snatched away prepared to fight whoever it was, his face softened realizing it was his father.

"Fuck," Koda mumbled not taking his eyes off Roman.

Jey slammed the laptop the DJ was using closed and glared at the young boy daring him to say something. When the music stopped everyone looked to set what the problem was except Koda, he didn't move. Noticing the issue, Eli started to descend the stairs stopping in the middle when he saw Jimmy staring at him.

The teenagers started to complain about their being no music which angered the parents especially Apryl, who still hadn't found her son.

"Shut up! Where is Adrian?" Apryl yelled. They. stood dumbfounded staring at her making her suck her teeth. "Where the hell is Milo?"

Again, nothing.

Apryl nodded, "Oh so nobody knows where his light bright ass is? That's fine, so since no one knows I guess I'll start beating ass till someone talks."

About ten of the kids blurted out that he was outside prompting Jey to head that way. Jimmy and Roman continued to stare at their sons.

"Get yall asses out now and off anything is missin out of this house, I'll visit each of you personally until I find it." Apryl threatened loudly.

Kandice came out of the kitchen to stand beside her cousin. "Leave, now!"

The teens rushed out of the house as quickly as they could, trying to avoid getting too close to the parents. Eli tried to scoot pass his dad but Jimmy stepped on front of him. The ones in the backyard were long gone when they saw Jey. A few minutes later after the house was clear, Jey came walking back in the house with Milo behind him.

Trinity rushed out of the kitchen towards her son and snapped the back of his head making him flinch. "Not only did you have a damn party but you used my good dish! And one of your lil friend broke it!"

Eli moved back from her with his hands up. "My bad, I ain't think it would get broken."

Sliding her sandal off, Trinity started to hit her son with it, gushing with each hit. "These bad ass kids in my house tearing my damn house up."

Koda took a step back, Roman took a step forward. Koda did it again and Roman followed.

"Boy, if you take one more step away from your daddy it better be to run," Kandice spat.

"Why the hell would you participate in this, Adrian? You know my elevator don't go all the way up and neither does your daddy's." Apryl said moving closer to her frightened son. "Look at this mess, Adrian. Trash everywhere, shit is broken and is that beer and weed I smell on you?"

"No!" All three boys answered.

"We had a beer or two but we wasn't smoking, Auntie," Eli spoke up.

"Shut. Up." Trinity said through gritted teeth. "She wasn't talking to you."

Jimmy folded his arms across his chest, "How the he would you know what they did? You had your ass upstairs laid up with somebody daughter."

"Whose idea was this party?" Kandice asked.

"Who was it?" Roman barked.

The boys jumped and all three started to talk away the same time.

"Okay, okay, okay," Kandice yelled. "One at a time."

"Me and Koda," Eli said looking down.

"No," Apryl said shaking her head, "No, it wasn't. Try that again. Who?"

Koda nodded scratching his arm. "It was us, Auntie. It was me and Eli."

"Stop that lyin, Makai," Kandice warned in a low voice.

"I'm not lying," Koda stressed.

Roman eyed his son, "Do you really wanna piss me off more than I already am, Koda? Is that what you really wanna do?"

"N-no, sir. But I," Koda stuttered.

"It wasn't your idea or Eli's," Jey added. "It was Milo. Wasn't it, Milo?"

"Yes, sir." He mumbled quietly.

Apryl laughed to herself. "Its almost 3 in the morning and we're tired. We're gonna go upstairs and go to bed. You three stay down here, we'll finish this in the morning."

Eli raised his hand a bit, "But my room is up there."

"Not tonight it isn't," Trinity said smartly.

"Why are we stayin down here," Koda asked quickly.

"Cause you're gonna clean this house up before we get up. Don't even think about napping or going to sleep before this house is spotless," Kandice warned looked at all three boys.

Koda sucked his teeth and quickly regretted it, feeling his father chop his chest.

"Don't try me, Koda. You know better," Roman told him.

The parents went upstairs leaving their kids without a second glance. The boys didn't move right away until they heard the bedroom doors slam. They knew they going to have a long night and day.

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twdxjess · 5 years

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Hey There, Princess: A Negan Story (Ch 4)

Summary: The reader decides to come clean with Rick about her past but when Rick refuses to talk with her, she decides to take matters into her own hands and stop the saviors from hurting her community. Along the way she gets stopped by Negan trying to show her how good it will be to become a Savior. Will she stay with Alexandria or go with her true love at the Santuary?

Setting: Journey to the Santuary ( Season 7)

Pairing: Negan X Reader

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Instead of chasing Rick, trying to explain your relationship with Negan, you decided you needed to get your thoughts together. So you took a walk around Alexandria making Jax fall asleep on your chest. In addition it gave you the courage you needed to finally tell Rick everything about your relationship with Negan and hopefully in the process mend your friendship. As you walk up to Rick’s house with Jax sleeping peacefully in the baby carrier, you saw Aaron waiting on the porch. Just before you motioned to Aaron you saw Rick come outside. “ Well it’s now or never..,” you thought to yourself as you slowly walk toward Rick and Aaron.

“ Hey guys...” you awkwardly stated but Rick walked passed you as if you were invisible, thankfully, Aaron acknowledged your presence and said, “ hey ( y/n) let’s talk later...umm we’ve gotta go somewhere right now...”.

“ Ya’know if you guys just give me like two minutes I can drop Jax off at the Wilsons and I can tag-a-long just like old times!” You cheerfully said but obviously your charm didn’t rub off because Rick still looked pissed. That’s when Aaron calmly replied, “maybe next time...” and then they were gone.

You felt like complete shit, but instead of going home and crying you had another idea. So, you walked over to the Wilson’s and decided to drop off Jax praying they were still on your side. You were nervous at first wondering if they knew about you and Negan but you placed that thought in the back of your mind and knocked on their front door.

As the door began to open you were greeted by Mrs. Wilson, “ Why isn’t it my two favorite people in the world!” She gave you a hug feeling all the stress from the day simply go away. She gestured you into her home and then you asked, “Hey Judy, I know this is last minute but can you watch Jax for a little bit? I need to help Rick on a supply run.” As you were waiting for her answer you noticed none of the Wilson’s things were taken by the Saviors earlier today.

Judy answered your question snapping you out of your thoughts, “ I would love to watch this lil’ one and luckily those people didn’t take away any of our things so you can lay him in our bed upstairs until he wakes. I’ll make sure to turn on the baby monitor.”

“ Wait you’re saying they didn’t even take your medicine, that’s like gold nowadays?” You asked trying to piece together Negan’s plan.

Mrs. Wilson smiles and said, “ Well (y/n) when we were in the basement I just prayed for protection and I think..no I KNOW the lord answered. I mean we still haven’t gone through everything yet but as far as I know they didn’t take a single thing. What about you (y/n)? Did they take anything from your house?” Mrs. Wilson seemed concerned.

“ ummm,” you weren’t sure how to answer you wanted to be honest and say “nope cause the leader is my sons father and my thought-to-be- dead fiancé” but you thought short and sweet would be better so you answered, “ nope my house wasn’t ransacked either.”

Judy smiled with relief and that’s when you headed to her room and placed Jax in the middle of their bed. “ see you later sweet boy, I’ll be back soon I promise.” You whispered to Jax as you kissed his chubby cheek.

Returning downstairs you thanked Judy once more and then left. Knowing Jax was safe you tried to figure out how you were going to leave without anyone noticing you. You remembered a secret tunnel but then you thought that maybe it is too risky with walkers around. Finally, you decided the easiest way was to climb the fence hell you’ve seen Enid do it plenty of times before Rick’s crew came to Alexandria.

Before you left you packed a backpack of supplies and climbed the fence from your backyard. As soon as you were at the top of the fence you saw Carl and Enid climbing too. “ I guess I wasn’t the only one Rick didn’t want help from.” You laughed quickly climbing down to the other side.

Walking through the forest reminded you of the walks you and Negan would take just to get away from everyone’s bullshit at the hotel. You especially looked forward to them when you had a shitty day. You smiled remembering the conversations you had with Negan, and you even remembered the baby name conversation that took place in the woods.

“ What about Kelly for a girl and Matthew for a boy’.” Negan sweetly said while holding your hand.

“ I like them but I knew a Kelly in high school and she was a major bitch and Matthew... I have a crazy cousin with that name.” You shyly grinned.

Negan looked a bit down but then you continued to say, “ why are we even talking about this cause you do realize I’m not pregnant.”

Negan grinned as if he knew something you didn’t but before questioning him he answered, “ its better to be prepared then not, sweetheart, cause you never know what may happen. Besides I think you’ll be an awesome mom!”

You laughed at the handsome man and just smiled knowing how your own mom said the same thing to you years ago and how she could see you being a mom. A tear started to fall down your face thankfully Negan interrupted your thoughts by saying, “what about Jax...it’s kinda of a combination between Jack , which was your dads name and Jackson, cause I always love that song by Johnny Cash. In addition it sounds pretty badass to me!”

You agreed with Negan as he pulled you in for a quick kiss. Then you said, “ as long as I have dibs on the girl names...”

Negan replied, “ Darlin’ you can have dibs on whatever you want.” Negan playfully grabbed your waist and brought you in for a long passionate kiss.

Coming back to reality, as you were approaching the road you heard a car coming. So you quickly hid behind a tree stump. Minutes later you heard the car stop and someone got out slamming the car door behind them. Your heart was beating fast praying they didn’t see you when the stranger finally said, “ I don’t know why you are hiding cause I can spot your sweet ass miles away, Princess.”

After realizing it was Negan you quickly got up and brushed yourself off making your way toward the handsome devil. “ now tell me (y/n), why on earth would you leave Alexandria when you couldn’t decide just hours ago on whether to leave Rick the pricks community or not. Let me guess, are you lookin’ for a good time just like the old days cause darlin’ I sure am.” Negan licked his lips while staring you up and down. “If only he knew how that look made you really feel”, you thought.

That’s when Negan tried to kiss you and as much as you wanted to your instincts kicked into gear squirming your way out of his embrace.

“ Negan, no, I came to talk with you about the future...” before you could finish your sentence Negan inturupted you, “well, sweetheart, if you want more kids you better stop resisting me.”

You laughed, “ Negan, please I’m serious we need to talk about our communities future for Jax’s sake.”

Negan shook his head and replied, “ You know if Ricky would just obliged by Santuary rules..” he stopped realizing you probably had another suggestion so he then said, “you know what, fine I’ll hear you out on one condition...”

You stated to him, “Let me guess force Jax and I to leave Alexandria ...or maybe have sex with you...”

Negan liked where you were going but like he said when he first meet you if you didn’t want to do something he wouldn’t force you. So he shook his head and said, “ let me take you on one date... right now...”

You were stunned at his request and wanted to resist but if this is how he will listen what’s the harm of one silly date you thought. You agreed and said, “ right now, where would we go the sun is almost down.” Negan grabbed your hand and said, trust me sweetheart I’ve been waiting to show you this place for a long time now.”

Just like that you were in Negan’s car riding off into the sunset. Trying to remind yourself, “don’t fall for him again (y/n) because remember he is the villain now not the knight that once saved you years ago.”

#negan fanfiction #negan x reader #the walking dead #twd fanfiction #twd reader insert #jdm #jeffery dean morgan #negan x you #negans thirst squad #knight in a leather jacket #part 2

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yourescapetofiction · 5 years

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The Tides Have Turned-Part 10

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Ten

Nate’s POV

Before I knew what I was doing, I had y/n in a liplock. My mouth was moving ferociously on hers, and my hands tightly cupped her face. She kissed back with equal fervor, and the kiss became so intense it sent us tumbling to the sand. My hands roamed her body, my breathing becoming ragged. She probably thought I was just horny, but for me this kiss held all sorts of emotions. I couldn’t stand the thought of Gilinsky getting his hands on her, this fueled me to become more aggressive. She was moaning beneath me as I pushed her cardigan off and unbuttoned her shorts.

She rolled over on top and played with the hem of my shirt while kissing me passionately. The minty taste of her chapstick was stuck on my swollen lips, and I groaned at the familiarity. She slipped her hand beneath my shirt and rubbed my chest while rolling her hips against mine. I opened my eyes to see her staring down at me. Suddenly droplets of water were plopping on my face, and I squinted to see. She let up her kisses to take in our surroundings. It was starting to sprinkle.

We were so caught up in ourselves that we hadn’t noticed the changing weather. As each second passed the droplets were falling heavier. I quickly stood and grabbed her hand.

“Come on, I have an idea” I say while breaking into a speedwalk to the house.

Y/n’s POV

Nate and I broke into a full on sprint towards the house as we were becoming drenched. It crossed my mind that not one of the guys thought to look for us in the rain. Assholes. I made a mental note to rag on them later.

Nate was in front of me, keeping a tight grip on my wrist. His dark hairs were hanging in his eyes and he squinted to see me.

“You good lil mama?” he yelled over the sound of the rain. I couldn’t help but giggle, this was ridiculous.

“As good as I’ll ever be!” I shout in return. We had no shoes on, our clothes were heavy, and we were sprinting down the beach like maniacs. This would be comical if it were happening to somebody else. Nate took the steps two at a time to get to the back door. He tried to slide open the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” he yelled in exasperation. He turned to look at me, my long hair hanging in my face. “Those assholes locked us out!” he yelled in disbelief. I didn’t really know what to do. The guys must have gone up to bed and forgot we were out of the house. Strike two, boys.

“Shit!” Nate said throwing his hands up. We paced the back deck for a few minutes trying all of the boys’ cell phones. No one was answering, of course.

“No answer” I say trying the last number. “What are we gonna do?” I asked.

“Hang on, I have another idea. Get on my back so you don’t have to run through the mud” he said turning around. He quickly ran towards the front of the house and tried all of the doors to the bus parked in the driveway. He rounded both sides of the car with no luck, settling on trying the trunk as a last resort. By the grace of God it swung open and we crawled inside. Nate pulled the trunk closed and collapsed in the back to catch his breath. We looked ragged and road-worn. We looked at each other and erupted into a fit of laughter.

“What the fuck was that?!” I say laughing harder.

“Beats me that shit came out of nowhere. Look at us! We’re ruined” he said while brushing the hair out of his eyes. His black t-shirt clung to his body, and I could see every line and feature of his toned torso. The way his dark locks hung when wet didn’t help my frustration below. I quickly shifted my legs, trying to focus on anything other than Nate’s enticing body.

“Well for the sixth time tonight, now what?” I ask ringing out my hair.

“Uhh, shit. Didn’t think that far ahead” Nate said rubbing his neck.

“I don’t think people plan for this Skate” I giggle. “We could get a hotel?” I say quietly. Nate looked straight at me. I hope that wasn’t too forward.

“Sounds like a plan to me” he said, before rummaging in the backseat. He pulled out a Nike duffel bag which had a couple sets of unworn gym clothes.

“Hell yes!” he said fishing through it. “I knew I kept an emergency gym back for a reason” he smirked, one dimple forming on his cheek. He found some spare cash that was shoved in the side pocket.

“Is it enough for a night?” I question.

“Hmm, we might be short” he said before climbing over the rows of seats. He looked in every side compartment in the bus before he found another ten bucks stuck in the seat cushion.

“Jackpot!” he grinned.

“Wait. Isn’t that Johnson’s roadtrip snack fund?” I ask giggling.

“To hell with his snacks! This is survival of the fittest baby, we gotta do what we gotta do” Nate said making me laugh harder. He grabbed my hand and helped me climb over the seats until I reached the front passenger side.

He climbed into the driver’s seat and messed with the visor above him before a spare key fell into his lap.

“You have a solution for everything don’t you?” I ask slyly.

“Just call me a Renaissance man baby” he said all cocky. I shook my head.

“Drive” I said. Nate pulled out of the driveway and proceeded into town, barely going over 35 miles per hour. We kept our eyes peeled for any sort of motel. We finally spotted one that offered 24 hour front desk service. He parked the bus, slung the duffel bag over his shoulder and grabbed my hand so we could run inside.

We stumbled into the lobby, dripping once again.

“Woah! Can I help you two?” the lady at the front desk asked. “Some storm isn’t it?” she continued. We were forming puddles at our feet, so I would say so lady.

“Yeah can we get a room, please? We need to escape this storm for the night” Nate said politely.

“Well you are in luck because we have one room left. However, it only has one queen bed. Will that be okay?” she said. Nate looked at me unsure what to say.

“That’ll be fine, thank you” I instantly replied. I caught his smirk out of the corner of my eye.

“Okay, you’ll be in room 16B, here are your room keys. Be careful out there!” she called before returning to the back room.

We wandered around for a minute before finding our assigned room. Nate effortlessly slid the key card in and unlocked the door. He dropped the duffel bag on the floor by the window. I walked further inside taking in my surroundings. It was a nice little motel, nothing fancy-but it would get the job done for tonight. I peeled my now soaked cardigan off of my skin and laid it on the back of the chair to dry. I turned to see Nate staring at me hungrily. I didn’t realize my white tank top was now stuck to me like another layer of skin. Everything I had was pretty much being showcased. Nate’s eyes darkened at the sight, and he barely hid the fact that his eyes were raking over my body.

I slowly stripped the tank top off my body, and wiggled my shorts down my legs. I was left standing in my bra and panties, and I sauntered into the bathroom to run a hot shower. Nate was left standing in the bedroom, speechless. I stripped my underwear off and popped my head around the corner.

“You coming?” I asked. Nate didn’t answer, but let his stripping do the talking for him. He peeled his shirt off of his body and stepped out of his pants. The clothes remained strewn across the floor as we stepped into the steamy shower. I ducked my head back to let the hot water stream over my face and chest. The warm sensation was quickly replaced by the feeling of the cool tiles against my back. Nate had me pressed to the shower wall and was intently sucking on my neck. I groaned at his spark of aggression.

I dragged my fingernails down his back causing him to roll his neck.

“Fuck, y/n. Look what you do to me” he said breathless once more. All of the previous passion encountered on the beach was reignited. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, and bit his lip here and there. He lifted my legs to wrap around his waist.

“Don’t tease Nate, I can’t take it” I groaned, knowing he liked to take his time.

“As you wish baby” he smirked. He proceeded to slide in causing us both to groan at the feeling. The water rushing over us made our bodies a slippery mess as he thrusted intently. In this moment he had an aura of maturity about him. This fueled me as I matched his thrusts, stroke for stroke. He grunted and groaned clawing at my back to keep me as close to him as possible. I’ve never had a lover be so touchy feely before, this was new for me.

“Oh my god Nate” I moaned as he became relentless. He was ruthless with his rhythm.

“Fuck,” he moaned against my neck. “I’m getting close baby” he said. His words made me tingle all over and I was going to peak in a matter of seconds. He ran his tongue along my jaw, the contact pushing me over the edge. I let out a loud moan as my chest heaved. I always became breathless and weak afterwards. Nate quickly followed suit and let my slippery body slide down his until I felt my feet touch the ground once more. His strong hands gripping my ass, before placing one last kiss on my lips.

“Shit” I say aloud with a slight laugh.

“Fuck, I know” he said running his hands through his hair. “I’ve been needing to do that for a while” he said laughing. I give him a pinch on his ass before stepping out of the shower. I pad over to the duffel bag with the white fluffy hotel towel wrapped around me.

“Nate?” I call out as he finished showering.

“What’s up babe?” he hollered back.

“Is there something in this Mary Poppins bag of yours that I can wear?” I could hear his deep laugh resonate in the shower.

“Look towards the bottom, you’ll see my old basketball jersey and some boxers” he yells back.

“Thanks” I say while rummaging around. Sure enough there was his old jersey with “Maloley” printed in large block letters on the back. I slipped it on over my head along with a pair of his Calvin Klein briefs. He emerged shortly from the bathroom with a towel hanging from his hips.

“Damn” he said.

“What?” I ask looking down at my outfit. “Too weird?”

“No, no. You look great, I’ve always wanted to see you wearing one of my jerseys” he said meekly. I smile to myself as he grabbed something for himself.

“Do you mind if I just wear these?” he said holding up a pair of black briefs.

“No, we’ll match” I giggle flashing him my underwear. He threw his head back in laughter.

“You’re too much, you know that?” he said before disappearing into the bathroom again. I started to flip channels on the crappy cable TV when he flopped down on his stomach next to me.

“So, what are we gonna do?” he said resting on his hands.

“Well I’m hungry, so how about we order some Chinese or something? I say casually.

“Fuck yes” he said scrambling to the phone. I knew Chinese was one of Nate’s favorites to binge on, which is why I suggested it. Nate called up the restaurant and started placing our orders.

“Hi, can I get orange chicken with fried rice, and-” he started speaking as I stood opposite him making stupid faces. He looked at me and tried his best to hold in his laughter so he wouldn’t come off rude.

“Hmm, yeah that’s right. No, two please” he continued, his dimples puckering his face because he was restraining himself. I loved Nate’s laugh, so I always tried my best to elicit one from him.

“You’re so going to pay for that!” he said hanging up the phone.

“What are you gonna do to me?” I reply batting my eyelashes innocently. He squeezed his eyes shut.

“Uhh, bad things if you keep that up” he said. I just shoved him back on the bed as I moved to the mirror to put my hair up in a makeshift bun.

About twenty minutes later a delivery guy came knocking at the door. Nate answered it and paid the man from the leftover cash in his duffel bag. I felt bad for the poor guy, having to go out and deliver in this rain.

“Oh my god this is sooooo good” I groaned after taking the first few bites. Nate made a content sound in agreement. This is exactly where I wanted to be. I looked at Nate, completely unaware that I was staring, he was tranquil. He was relaxed, and at peace with himself. There weren’t any crazy guys ruining this moment, it was just Nate and I binging on our greasy Chinese.

We finished up and started to get ready for bed. I finished brushing my teeth and turned off the light before crawling under the covers with Nate. A Jurassic Park marathon was on so Nate contently put the remote down and pulled me into his chest.

“This shit is classic” he said referring to the movies.

“Mmm, yeah but Jaws is better” I counter. He pulled back to look at me.

“What?! Dinosaurs are way more terrifying than a mythical jumbo shark” he said.

“Oh, because there’s really a Walt Disney World of Dinosaurs Nathan!” I say laughing at him.

“You say that now, but you watch. One day this will happen and I’ll be there to say I told you so” he said defensively. He was crazy, but I enjoyed his company.

We were halfway through Jurassic Park 3 when I noticed Nate was quiet. I looked up to see the poor guy sleeping.

“Nathan” I whisper loudly. “Are you sleeping?” I try again. I was stuck under his arm and wanted to move, but I didn’t want to wake him.

“I was” he whispered back. I let out a giggle before rolling over to settle down myself. I felt his bare chest push against my back and his muscular arm snaked around my waist. He didn’t say anything more, allowing us to drift off. Nate was a great guy, any girl would be lucky to call him theirs. I couldn’t help but feel like I was holding him back, he should be getting out there not being fuck buddies with me. A twinge of sorrow washed over me. I slowly closed my eyes relaxing into Nate’s shallow breaths.

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katieamazeballs · 5 years

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SYTYCD Tour Recap

Y’all.....this is a face of distrust and regret. Like any good recap, this will be lengthy so it is going after the break.

First things first, we bought these tickets a few months ago for Abs, me, and 2 of my coworkers. One coworker has since left the company but was still going to go until about noon yesterday when she was informed she had to work mandatory overtime at her new job leaving me with Abs and my coworker I’ll refer to as A. Let’s just say I had my hands full with those two. All day long A was walking around the office making grabby hands because she said she needed to warm up for grabbing Slavik. This is the same coworker who wants to go to DWTS with me and wonders if Artem will let her rub his abs. Coincidentally, this is the person who killed my dream that one day Abs would become a reasonable adult. I had high hopes that she would be sane during the bus meets........

Pre Show......We went for a quick dinner at Panera where A laid out her plans to Abs and swore Abs to secrecy so that she wouldn’t warn anyone that she was planning to squeeze some cheeks. We got to the theater about 6:15ish for a 7:30 show. We parked and found the buses and sat on the benches watching for dancers. We did see Cole, JayJay, Lauren, and Chelsea but it was too close to show time for them to come over so they all shouted hello and said they’d see us after.

Showtime.......We got inside the theater, bought Abs her shirt, and climbed Mt Everest to get to our seats. Then we laughed at our my ability to find the most hysterically amazing nosebleed seats. But hey, me and A were like “Sorry, Abs, cheap seats for the win!” They were actually FABULOUS seats we saw everything and no one got altitude sickness.

Intermission.....Abs and A were still talking about Slavik (I wish I could have snuck a picture of A’s face when he danced his solo. It was hysterical. The thirst is real). While they were going on I looked down and saw security and the police and we all cracked up. We were texting the rest of the office in the group chat and they were all placing bets on which one of us would be arrested and who was gonna have to bail us out. I am sure this isn’t as funny to you guys but we were crying laughing after Abs and A’s conversation.

Post Show Bus Shenanigans......OMG Y’all! OMG! This was the best bus experience! Aside from the drizzly rain which we hid from in a doorway outside of the bus. There were only about 15-20 of us out there and everyone came out to see us. We were standing with 2 ladies in ballgowns and the sweetest family with the cutest daughter. The one lady was obsessed with Lauren. Like “name your car after her and get a vanity plate with her name and season number on it” type obsessed. She was intense...and really really tall.

First out was Cole and Slavik. They came over after stashing their things on the bus and Cole immediately looks at the crowd and yells “Who’s gonna give me a hug? I need a hug!” Abs came to his aid right away. Abs released Cole from her grips and Cole looked at me and was like “OMG! It’s Katie! You’re a superfan! Thank you for always supporting me!” The Ballgowns jaws dropped and they were like “OMG!” He gave me a huge hug and thanked us for coming out and started asking the adorably sparkly little girl next to me about her favorite dances while he stood there with his arm slung over my shoulders. I never got a picture with Abs and Cole....whoops. He ended up walking by us about 5 or 6 times stopping for hugs each time.

While I was talking to Cole I was oblivious as to the horror happening behind us. I turned around and saw this......

Y’all.....this is a face of distrust and regret. The Ballgowns were talking to Slavik and Abs and A were cackling. I said “Oh God, what did you do?!?!” Apparently A got two juicy handfuls of Slavik. However, he was SUPER nice and laughed as well. Abs pitched her ship name and he was all about some Javik. It is of note that lots of people wanted autographs and The Ballgowns had a sharpie. Cole kept coming back to borrow it because Slavik wasn’t coming back in our direction....not without security at least.

Next out were Cyrus and Lauren....The Ballgowns were EXCITED! Cyrus came over to us first and he’s so nice! He had his fanny pack…who decided these things needed a come back. They should be exiled from making decisions ever again. He did the robot with Lil Miss next to us and it was the cutest thing. After we talked to Cyrus we turned around and The Ballgowns were showing Lauren the pictures of the car. Lauren mentioned that Faith the Merch Lady had told her that they would be waiting for her. She was very pleased to meet her superfans as well.

Abs made her dance pose. It was super cute.

Then came Darius and JayJay. I freakin love me some them! They were both FULL of energy and so fun. Abs and JayJay are new besties and JayJay says we’re twinsies because of the mustard yellow tops we were wearing. FYI….Darius absolutely owns the stage and even prettier in person. JayJay pulled a Cole and had to stop and hug his new bff every time he walked by.

Genessy came next and made her way very quickly down the line. I’m not sure if she didn’t feel well or was tired or just doesn’t like crowds but she basically just took a quick selfie and moved on. She was out and in in about 5 min. She did stop to hear Abs Javik pitch and said she’d run it by Slavik…..they created a monster and it’s hysterical. She’s so damn proud of her ridiculous ship name.

Then came Evan. He went pretty quickly through also but talked a bit with the sparkly cutie next to us because she taps. I have still never figured out why he doesn’t dance in Juice and lost my nerve to ask him. Dude can tap like a dream though! The only thing that bothered me was that his taps were dubbed in the audio, which is strictly logistical because duh they have to, and he was slightly off both times and that kind of thing annoys the shit out of me. It was like when the sound and the lips don’t match on the tv. It’s one of my biggest pet peeves. It also made me feel a little bad for him as a performer because I know that dancers/singers/anyone really switch it up here and there and he won’t ever be able to. Man that man’s feet can move.

Hannahlei, Jensen, and Magda all came out together and honestly, I initially felt a little overwhelmed because OMG they’re all right there! All the girls Abs and I wanted to meet! However, we most definitely did get to meet with each of them.

Abs was VERY excited to report that she’s taller than Hannahlei. It’s the little things in life when you’re a short person.

And Jensen....who is every bit as exuberant in person as she is on TV. Pure sweetness and energy.

And then the queen herself.....Magda! She went to The Ballgowns and the adorable girl next to me while we were taking pics with the other two. Once they walked away she did the cutest scream/squeal and fangirled while I almost passed out because HOLY CRAP! It’s Magda! Her stage presence is absolute fire and she is just the sweetest in person. We talked and hugged and talked and hugged.

Me and my idiot fan self is all “I’m KatieAmazeballs” and she laughed and said “I know exactly who you are! I’m so glad to finally meet you!” Y’all.....Y’ALL! Night was freakin made!

After Magda and I talked (she was the only one still out there because the massive crowd of 20ish had pretty much dispersed) Abs and A had figured out we only had Chelsea left. Abs asked if Madga would go get her. She said she’d go find her but that she may not come out because she hadn’t been feeling the best earlier. She went to the bus, got up on the first step, and yelled “Yo, Chelsea!!!!! Get out there and meet your fans!” Out came a very perky Chelsea who apologized that she was stuffing her face with pizza in the bus instead of meeting fans. She asked if we had any questions about tour life and Abs wanted to know how bus life worked. She explained the lay out of the bunks and Abs said she couldn’t do it because she’d roll out. I said I couldn’t because I’m ridiculously claustrophobic and she said there’s actually more room than it looks and that it doesn’t bother her claustrophobia at all. Then Abs asked if anyone snores. Chelsea said she doesn’t know because once she hits her bed she falls asleep pretty fast so she’s never noticed....but outed JayJay as a sleep talker. Abs is truly his kindred spirit.

(Peep the security photo bomb.....lol)

Now that we were done, we made Abs stand here for this picture because pre show she was ahead of us and was super grossed out by the “male toilet” right out there in the open.

We came around the corner and died laughing because apparently my kid has never seen a pay phone before. Then she picked it up and immediately freaked out because “IT’S RINGING!!!!!” That was the moment I realized she’d never heard a dial tone before. Kids these days. Lol. We were still laughing on and opening car doors when we heard this CRUNCH that sounded like someone crumpled about 6 water bottles at once. We jerk around and some dude had his car on top of the damn yellow pole. Then we speculated the whole way back to the office (where A’s car was) about how he was gonna play that one off to the insurance company. Now to today. It is overcast and dreary and A and I are so tired but everyone at work is much relieved that we both made it out without handcuffs.

#bus life #tour rambles

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peachymhaechan · 6 years

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“Do you even know how to have fun?”

Genre: angst to fluff, badboy!au

Warnings: language, mentions of drug abuse, underage drinking, mentions of sex

Pairing: Jeno x Reader

author’s note: this is my first request omg !! requested by @april-diamondthings, i hope you like it !!

if there was one thing you hated, that would be fuckboys

and, hate to break it to ya, but lee jeno was The Fuckboy at your school

everyone thought that jaemin was the school’s resident fuckboy but you knew better

after all, jeno had been your childhood best friend and has lived next door since you guys were in diapers

middle school came along, tho, and wiped out all friendship after you developed a crush on him and he didn’t feel the same and well...

you guys drifted apart:/

senior year was coming to an end, and it was tradition for the seniors to throw a party with the juniors and pass on the torch of being top dogs of the school

that party, as per tradition, would have lots of underage drinking and drugs (don’t drink or do drugs, it’s not worth it guys!!)

since you had nothing better to do on a Friday night and your friends were bored, you figured why not go?

besides, what’s the worst thing that could happen?

oh boy, were you about to wish you had just stayed home lmao

your parents all thought you were going to a friend‘s house (luckily none of your friends’ parents or your parents asked which bc uhhhhh y’all would have been found out real quick)

so since your parents were going to a family friend’s house for a lil party, you guys decided to leave at about 8

your small group of three friends climbed into your car and set out on your way

“Okay, guys. let’s make a pact: if one of us gets drunk, we will not let whoever it is get behind the wheel or drunk text. got it?” you announced, setting out ground rules for the night

your friends were all easy going and pretty responsible people, so needless to say, they all agreed

the venue was always the abandoned water park that your city had in the rundown part of town and every year, kids would sneak in months in advance and start decorating

they turned the old waterslides into fully functional slides again by running hoses, they’d string lights everywhere, and transform the wave pool into a skate park

of course, though, since your grade had a majority of the Dreamies (some weird clique that gave themselves a name, which Jeno was a part of), y’all were not prepared for half the shit they had in treat for that party

they deadass got one of the pools to work again

how? nobody knows to this very date, the Dreamies are a fuckin mystery

they also set up a swim-up bar in said pool, where a bunch of the seniors would be constantly pouring drinks for the whole night

a bon fire was going in one of the pools, where a bunch of kids gathered with their drinks and drugs and bs-ed for a while

when you guys arrived, bathing suits under your clothes, you came face to face with the thing of legends

juniors were invited every year, but you didn’t go last year so you had no idea what to expect

and lemme tell ya, it was not that

as soon as you climbed the fence to get in, you found yourself in a fucking amusement park

the kids you had gone to school with since kindergarten all ran around, partying out their last hoorah

like always, cliques stuck together but some intermingled

one of the Dreamies and one of your best friends greeted you right away

“Y/N! So nice of you to join us! We have drinks over there, hope you brought your bathing suit- oh, someone threw up on the fucking slide, damn it Chenle- and so much more pretty much all throughout! Gotta go relight those tiki torches, if you need anything just come find me!” -Haechan, 2k18

“I say we get a drink first,” one of your bffs suggested, pretty much signing everyone’s death warrants then and there

of course, nobody knew then that that’d be a big mistake

you guys put your clothing in one of the lockers the park had and went into the pool and over to the swim-up bar

“Mark! Long time no see, what the fuck is up, my man?” you asked the college boy serving drinks

you figured he had come back home to help out with the party bc 1) he used to be the leader of the Dreamies and Mark was 100% of their impulse control, and 2) they needed someone who actually knew how to make drinks to serve at the bar

“Hey, what’s up, Y/N? What can I get you?”

“Whatever will fuck me up the fastest.”

he didn’t bother to tell you what he had given you, and surprisingly (and fucking dumbly, too) you drank whatever it was in one go

“holy fucking shit, I’ve only ever seen one other person handle their strong ass liquor like that and that was a 40 year old alcoholic-”

“give me more, bud!“

within the first hour of being there, Mark had you fucked up pretty good

you weren't completely drunk, but you were well on your way

because of this, everything was super fun and entertaining

Chenle’s dolphin impersonation in the pool? Hilarious

Jisung splashing the shit out of Renjun? Comedy gold

Jaemin trying to do the sexy lean against the side of the pool to hit on some poor girl and losing balance as he was asking her out? A gift from God

Haechan trying to stand up at the bottom of the water slide and falling flat on his ass? Hoy shit, the best thing since sliced bread

Everything was going great until you found yourself falling into someone’s arms

“Thanks-” you looked up to see who had caught you right before you fell off the ledge of the pool and your eyes locked with a pair you used to day dream in for years

Jeno

“You should watch where you’re going,” he muttered to you, helping you regain your balance

“Do you even know how to have fun?”

that question stopped him dead in his tracks, somehow managing to freeze that cocky boy

“Do I know how to have fun?” he mumbled, unsure if he heard you right, partly amused by that question, “Oh, babe, you haven’t had fun until you’ve met me.”

feeling pretty confident from the liquid courage, you said, “Then show me.”

Jeno stared at you in shock, not knowing who exactly he was talking to

the last time you guys were considered friends was in junior high, and you had been so timid and he didn’t know how to bring you out of your shell

so jeno took your hand and whoosh! you were off for quite the adventure

first stop: the (fixed! vomit free!) water slides

pretty unsafe but they fixed up one of the ones that went almost straight down and jeno expected you to be super against it but nope, didn’t phase you in the least

“hold my beer” and down the slide you went

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” he told you at the bottom, helping you stand up

“Like I asked earlier, do you even know how to have fun?”

oooooooh that was the wrong thing to say, because from that point on he made it his life goal to prove to you that he did, in fact, know how to have fun

since he had yet to drink or get high, he thought it’d be okay to impress you with his skateboarding abilities

in the ‘skate park’ he wasted no time in showing you all of his best tricks

“Show me how to be- how to be on X Games mode,” you demanded, wanting to know how the hell he stayed balanced enough to do that

the boy was super eager to have an excuse to be closer to you so of course he helped guide you on the board, keeping you on path and preventing you from falling off

his hands were on your waist to keep you steady, and in your heart you were excited because you had missed jeno being in your life but your mind said to cut that shit out right away

did you listen to your head? no, you listened to your heart

“well, was that enough?” he asked you, pulling you guys out of the skating area

“Nope, show me more,” you demanded, walking past the pool and the bar

jeno figured you weren’t paying attention to him so he mouthed :what the fuck did you give to her?!” to mark, and to his surprise, mark replied with “everything, bro! it’s my frat’s specialty. good luck getting her to function tomorrow!”

jeno realized then that you needed to go home asap

“I’m gonna sit you down here and I will be back in a couple of seconds, okay?” he said as he forced you to sit down by the bon fire

he left you with a bunch of kids singing songs and rolling joints

luckily he appeared a few seconds later as promised, because you were getting more and more on board with trying drugs, too

“Here, drink this,” he told you, placing a red solo cup in your hands

your confused mind thought it was more beer so you chugged it, but became disappointed when the taste registered as just water

“I think that’s enough fun for tonight, yeah? Let’s get you home,” Jeno said, wrapping your arm around his shoulders and supporting your weight as you stumbled around everywhere

you pouted and bitched the whole time, wanting to stay longer

“can I pleeeeeease stay for a couple more minutes?” “no”

“can I please get another drink from Mark?” “No, I am going to have a conversation with Mark about what he serves people-”

“can we take a trip to the beach?” “no”

“can I please hug Renjun? Oh, god, look at him, he’s so small I have to make sure he’s okay-” “Y/N, he’s so much taller than you are,” “don’t crush my fucking dreams, Jeno”

“Jeno, I really don’t want to go...” “I really don’t care, you are completely shit faced, Y/N. It’s dangerous being this drunk! We are going home.”

he put you in the passenger seat of his car and drove to your house, and the whole car ride you sat there and stared out the window

when he got to your front porch, you didn’t even need to pull the keys out, he took them from where your family hid it and unlocked the door

you were surprised that he even remembered that hiding spot from when you were kids

you both stumbled around in the dark, but finally you made it to your room

“Will you be okay to change into pajamas on your own?” he asked, worried about you getting hurt or falling asleep in the process

“Uhhhhh... yes. You can take some of my dad’s clothes,” you informed him, slurring your words to the point where he almost couldn’t understand

somehow, you managed to change out of your nasty party clothes and into pajamas

you curled up in bed while waiting for him to finish

when he came back into the room, he found you curled up into a ball on your bed, looking tiny in the sheets

just as he walked through the door to go downstairs, he heard a small and muffled, “Don’t go.”

“Don’t you dare leave me again.”

after that statement, of course he went back into your room and joined you under the covers

your body melted into his and you stared up into his eyes

“Do you ever miss it?” you asked him, suddenly sober again

“Miss what?” he asked, genuinely curious as to what you were talking about

“Being friends. Do you miss it?”

“Of course I do, Y/N. You were my best friend...”

“Then why did we let something as silly as a crush ruin it all?”

“I... I don’t know.”

“I fucking miss you so fucking much, Jeno. I miss you knocking on my window at three in the morning and coming over because you had a nightmare, I iss riding our bikes to the creek and searching for crawfish the whole day, I miss having snowball fights in the crazy old neighbor’s yard, I miss- I miss you, Jeno.”

he gazed into your eyes, with an unknown glint that you could not place

he took your hand in his and did not let his eyes leave yours for one moment

“Did you know that my parents still ask about you every day? God, I miss you- I miss the way you’d break into my house and have random baking parties in my kitchen, I miss how you’d make me smell your hair when you’d try a new conditioner, I miss how you’d tease me over nicknames my family gave me, I- I. Miss you. So. Damn. Much, Y/N.”

“Please don’t think that this is just a decision I made when I was drunk, because i have been thinking about this for a really long time,” you pleaded before stretching up and planting your lips on his

it wasn’t exactly how you had dreamed it’d be for the first time, but you couldn’t argue that it was bad

Jeno fell right into it, pulling your hips closer to him so he could take control of the kiss

that kiss felt like it lasted for years

when you finally broke the kiss for air, he said, “Y/N, please don't ever leave my side again.”

“Trust me, I won’t.”

After that, he fell asleep with you in his arms, not that you really minded lol

that night ended with sharing secrets and worrying about your drunk friends

let’s just say that that was the first of many more to come

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WONDER YEARS...

HEY PEOPLE OF DA LUSTY WORLD, HOW Y'ALL DOING. I FINALLY GOT A GO AHEAD FROM MY CREW TO TELL YOU OUR STORY, THERE'S GONNA BE DIFFERENT STORIES FROM ALL OF US, WELL LET ME START FROM THE BEGINNING WE WERE 4 GUYS IN OUR TEENS, AGE GROUP BETWEEN 13 TO 14, STAYING IN A MASSIVE SOCIETY WITH ALL AMENITIES YOU CAN THINK OF FOR THE KIDS AND GROWNUPS. EVERYBODY NEW EVERYONE, I MOVED IN WITH MY FAMILY TO THIS PLACE AND GOT MY ADMISSIONS DONE. IT WAS ALMOST THE END OF SCHOOL, A WEEK MORE, SO THE PRINCIPAL ASKED MY PARENTS TO LET ME ATTEND THE LAST FEW DAYS OF SCHOOL TO HAVE A FEEL OF IT AND GET TO KNOW THE KIDS IN MY CLASS, MY FIRST DAY IN SKOOLAS I WALKED IN, THE WHOLE CLASS STARED AT ME AND I WAS INTRODUCED TO THE CLASS, WARREN DSOUZA... YEAH THAT'S MY NAME. WELL SMALL INTRO TO YOU, I WAS A CRAZY GUY LOVED WOMAN AND SEX [ NOT THAT I HAD IT, BUT I DID WANT TO DO IT] HAVE A FEW PORN MAGZ WHICH I KINDA JERKED OF TO. WELL I WAS TOLD TO TAKE A SEAT, AS I WALKED PASSED I NOTICED THE GIRLS LOOKING AT ME, MY IMAGINATION STARTED TO RUN WILD LOOKING AT EACH ONE OF THEM, FRESH BEAUTIFUL, THOSE VOLUPTUOUS BUST PACKED SO PERFECTLY. THOSE LIPS TENDER SWEET SO KISSABLE, IN THAT IMAGINATION I REACHED THE BACK OF THE CLASS TO WHERE I SEE MY FUTURE BEST FRIENDS ALL STARING AT ME AND THE LOOK ON MY FACE WAS SO OBVIOUS THAT THEY KNEW WHAT I WAS THINKING AND THAT VERY INSTANCE I WAS WELCOMED TO THE GROUP, A GROUP CONSISTING OF HASSAN [ LIL HASS] , NIKHIL [NIK FOR SHORT], KRISHNAN [ A.I ] & ME [WAR D [GIVEN TO ME BY THE BOYZ] ], AS THE DAY ROLLED BY OUR FRIENDSHIP GOT STRONG, WE DISSECTED EVERY GIRL IN OUR CLASS, ON HOW WOULD THEY BE NAKED AND WHAT WE WOULD DO TO THEM. THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING WAS IT DINT MATTER TO ALL OF US HOW THE GIRL LOOKED, SHORT FAT FAIR DARK NOTHING, EACH ONE OF THE GIRLS GOT THEIR OWN SEPARATE FANTASY. THE FUNNY THING WAS WE SPOKE OF IT AS IF WE ALL TOGETHER DOING HER AT A TIME. WHICH GAVE US ALL MAJOR HARD ONS, WE WERE WITH HARD ONS THRU OUT THE DAY, DURING THE RECESS WE ALL RAN TO THE LOO AND WANKED IT OFF BUT IT STILL DINT HELP. IT JUST GOT BACK THE MOMENT WE SPOKE OF IT AGAIN. AS THE DAY PROGRESSED WE BECAME THE BEST OF FRIENDS AND WE ALSO MADE SURE WE KEPT A REP OF BEING GOOD BOYS. WE 4 HAPPENED TO FIND A GREAT PLACE IN OUR ENTIRE COMPLEX IN THE GHOSTLY FOREST WHERE NO KIDS DARED TO VENTURE AND NO ONE EVER CAME THERE. THIS PLACE WAS AT ONE CORNER OF THE ENTIRE RESIDENTIAL COMPLEX AND THERE HAPPENED TO BE A TREE HOUSE KINDA PLATFORM COVERED BY THE TREES AND WILD GROWTH OF PLANT LIFE WHICH HAS KEPT THIS PLACE COMPLETELY CAMOUFLAGED, THE ONLY WAY ON TOP WAS CLIMBING THE TREE IT SELF, THIS IS THE PLACE WE KEPT OUR SECRET STASH OF PORN MAGZ , SO IT WAS THAT DAY WHEN WE WERE AT THIS PLACE GOING THRU THE MAGZ AND WE HAPPENED TO HERE A NOISE JUST BELOW THE TREE HOUSE AS WE ALL QUIETLY PEAKED DOWN TO SEE WHO IT WAS. OUR EYES WIDEN TO SEE ONE OF THE GIRLS WHO STAYED IN OUR SOCIETY AND STUDIED IN OUR SCHOOL A GRADE ABOVE US, SHE WAS DOING HER SELF, IT WAS THE FIRST TIME WE SAW REAL BOOBS AND PUSSY. AS SHE WAS FOUNDLING HERSELF, LIL HASS SIGNALED US TO ALL SNEAK DOWN TIP TOED AND DO AS HE DOES. WE FOLLOWED HIM AND SURROUNDED THIS GIRL NAMED MANJEET [ BACKGROUND PUNJABI/ YOUNGER SIS/ SNOBBISH. BODY TYPE : BIG BUST/ MODEL TYPE FRAME LOOKS : AVERAGE]. SHE DINT REALIZE WE WERE AROUND HER WATCHING HER DO HER SELF HER TITS WERE FIRM PINK, AS SHE SQUEEZED THEM. WE ALL HAD THE BIGGEST BULGE IN OUR PANTS AS IF IT WERE GONNA RIP THRU. LIL HASS KNELT DOWN AND CUPPED HER BUST WHEN MANJEET OPENED HER EYES AND WAS STARTLED AND EMBARRASSED AND HID HER FACE AND BODY. LIL HASS UNZIPPED HIS PANTS AND LET HIS TEEN HOOD FREE, MAN HE HAD A MASSIVE ONE & HE LOOKED AT US ALL AND WE KNEW WHAT WE HAD TO DO. IN A SEC ALL OUR SHAFTS WERE OUT FIRM AS EVER. NIK CALLED OUT TO MANJEET ' LOOK UP MANJEET' AS SHE DID COVERING HERSELF, SHE WAS SHOCKED TO SEE ALL OUR SHAFTS OUT FIRM HARD LIKE A ROCK, LIL HAAS TOOK HER HAND AND PUT IT ON HIS SHAFT AND SHE FELT IT ALL OVER, SHE KUDNT STOP STARING AT THE DIFFERENT SIZES OF SHAFTS SHE HAD IN FRONT OF HER, IT WAS LIKE INTRODUCING CHOCOLATE TO A KID FOR THE FIRST TIME I TOOK HER OTHER HAND AND PUT IN ON MINE. AT THAT VERY MOMENT SHE GOT ON TO HER KNEES AND STARTED JERKING LIL HASS AND MY COCK WHILE KRIS SHOVED HIS COCK IN HER MOUTH AS SHE STARTED SUCKING IT , A.I KNELT DOWN AND SQUEEZES HER BUST PULLING HER SHIRT UP ALONG WITH THE BRA AND BEGAN TO SUCK HER TITTIES, MANJEET KEPT ON GOING FROM ONE COCK TO ANOTHER SUCKING THE FUCK OUT OF US, HER MOUTH CHURNING OUR COCKS LIKE AS IF SHE HAS SUCKED ALOT OF COCK BEFORE., SHE THEN LAYED DOWN PULLED DOWN HER PANTIES, WE ALL SAW PUSSY FOR THE FIRST TIME, AI WAS THE FIRST TO HAVE PUSSY. HIS FACE BURIED BETWEEN HER LEGS AS SHE BEGAN TO MOAN. I CAUGHT HOLD OF ONE BUST AND BEGAN TO SUCK THOSE TITS IT WAS SO AMAZING SOFT IT FELT LIKE THE BEST KIND OF FOOD YOU CAN HAVE WHILE NIK DID THE OTHER BUST, LIL HAAS HAD HIS DICK IN HER MOUTH, WE WERE LIKE WOLVES RAVISHING A PREY, WE KEPT ON SWITCHING PLACES, TILL I CAME TO HER PUSSY, I CUD SEE HER JUICES ALREADY AS MY MOUTH OPENED WIDE TO TASTE IT AND IT WAS THE BEST THING I EVER HAD, AND I KEPT ON LICKING AND LICKING GOING DEEPER AND DEEPER MY TONGUE DARTED INTO HER I KUD HEAR HER MOAN AS SHE HAD NIK'S JUNK IN HER MOUTH AND AT THAT MOMENT I LICKED SHE REMOVED NIK'S JUCK PULLED MY HEAD CLOSER TO HER PUSSY AS SHE MOANED AND NIK SHOVED HIS COCK BACK INTO HER MOUTH AND STARTED FUCKING HER, IN A MINUTE NIK SAID AM GONA CUM N HE BURST HIS LOAD INTO HER MOUTH, MANJEET SWALLOWED HIS ENTIRE LOAD TILL THE LAST DROP AND AI WENT ON TO HAVE HIS COCK BLOWN I DINT STOP I KEPT ON LICKING HER, MY TONGUE DARTED TO EVERY SIDE OF HER VIRGIN PUSSY AS SHE KEPT ON CUMMING AND IN LESS THEN A MINUTE AI UNLOADED HIS STOCK I LOOKED UP TO SEE MANJEET SWALLOW HIS LOAD AND SHE LICKED HIM CLEAN, I STOOD WALKED OVER TO MANJEETS MOUTH MY SHAFT ABOVE HER LIPS AS SHE LOOKED AT ME AND MY SHAFT I SAW LIL HAAS MOVE DOWN TO HER PUSSY AND START LICKING HER AGAIN AND SHE CAUGHT MY COCK AND SUCKED IT THIS TIME SHE WAS DOING IT SO HARD , I CUD FEEL HER PULLING THE CUM JUICES OUT OF MY COCK AND I KUDNT HOLD IT ANY LONGER AND I BURST IN HER AND I WATCHED HER SLIDING HER MOUTH UP AND DOWN MY SHAFT AND FELT HER TONGUE GOING ALL AROUND IT. TILL IT LIMPED OUT AND SHE GOT UP AND LIL HAAS STOOD AND SHE BLEW HIM AND IN A MINUTE HE TOO CAME FULL LOAD, AFTER WE ALL SETTELED DOWN , WE GOT DRESSED AND WE ALL SAT LOOKING AT EACH OTHER WITH A BIG SMILE ON OUR FACES, MANJEET DRESSED UP, DRANK SUM WATER AND GAVE US ALL THE FIRST SMOOCH OF OUR LIVES, AFTER THAT DAY WE ALL HAD ORAL SESSIONS WITH MANJEET ALMOST EVERY DAY. THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF OUR LUSTY TEEN YEARS, WILL LET YOU KNOW MORE SOON ON THE NEXT CHAPTER.

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ask-icancraft-it · 6 years

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Hand-in-Hand Combat: Part 10

(( Tamora decides it’s time to take her and Felix’s relationship up a notch, but there’s a few things the little handyman needs to learn before becoming an honorary member of the ‘Hero’s Duty’ family. Wow, an update that isn’t horrifically late! As I said before, this fic is nearing its end! I have plans for only one more chapter after this one, and I am really excited about it! I think it’ll be a really nice ender to this story. Can’t wait to show you guys whats in store! ))

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9]

Felix groaned as he stirred, feeling much like he’d been hit by a ton of bricks. Cracking his eyes open, he barely recognized his surroundings until a large figure leaned over him.

“Good morning, Sunshine!” Ralph spoke loudly in a mocking tone.

“Ugh,” the handyman cradled his head and partially hid under the blanket draped over him. “What happened?”

“All I know is a couple guys from ‘Hero’s Duty’ came knocking on my door at 3 o’clock in the morning, carrying your drunken butt home after you passed out… Have a little too much fun?” Ralph oddly enjoyed seeing Felix this way. He supposed it brought him comfort that even Fix-It Felix Jr. wasn’t a goody-goody all of the time.

“I may have had a little too much to drink,” the handyman admitted sheepishly. “Hit me all at once I guess.”

“Do you remember anything?”

“Umm,” Felix slowly sat up on the couch. “Last thing I remember is I was chatting with Tammy’s men, having a few beers; one of them suggested I get a tattoo…”

Realization struck the fixer, and in a panic, he pulled up his shoulder sleeve, and then haphazardly peeled his white undershirt off of his torso.

“Ralph, please tell me I didn’t get a tattoo!”

“Nope, looks like you’re clear.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Felix sighed, slumping back into the couch cushions. Then an entirely new feeling came rushing in. “…I need to use the toilet.”

Moments later, Ralph stood against the wall just outside his bathroom, twiddling his thumbs.

“So uh—I guess that hammer of yours can’t fix a hangover?” he asked, and winced when more retching came from beyond the door. “Guess I’ll take that as a no…”

Once Felix finally felt well enough to emerge from the restroom, Ralph handed him a tall glass of water.

“Thank you,” the handyman said miserably.

“The arcade opens soon,” the wrecker frowned. “You gonna be okay?”

Felix nodded sullenly, sipping his water. “I think I got it all out of my system.”

“Well, I’ll try to go easy, just in case.”

“Thanks, brother…”

Even with Ralph going light on the bricks, the fixer had a hard time keeping things together as player after player tossed him around. There were a few slip-ups here and there, but by some miracle, he made it through until closing time.

“Good job everyone!” Felix feigned his enthusiasm, holding the door for his tenants as they flowed into the apartment building from the roof access. Once the last of them were through, he grumbled, plopping himself down on the concrete.

“Still feeling like a bug on a windshield?” Ralph climbed up and leaned over the lip of the building beside his coworker.

“A bit,” the fixer sighed.

“Fix-It?” The It-boys both heard Tamora’s voice from a distance, and were both surprised when the sergeant flew to the top of the building on her cruiser.

“Tammy!” Felix sprung up from where he was sitting. “You sure got here quick.”

“Hey Wreck-It,” Tamora acknowledged Ralph, who saluted back. “Sorry if I interrupted anything, I actually have a favor to ask.”

“O-oh—well what is it honeybadger?”

“My men decided to go on a drinking spree last night and made the shooting range look like a mini tornado plowed through it,” she said with a huff. “I was hoping you had some free time to come by and repair the damage.”

“It’s that bad, huh?” Felix gulped, glancing back at Ralph. “Sure, I’ve got time! Ralph, you don’t mind, do you?”

“Nope,” a smug grin on the wrecker’s lips. “Not at all, I was going to visit Vanellope anyway.”

“By the way, you two enjoy yourselves at the Bad-Anon potluck last night?” Tamora asked. Felix turned to Ralph, silently begging his friend to go along with it.

“Oh yeah, had a whale of a time!” Ralph nodded. “I won’t keep you with all the details, I’m sure Felix will tell you all about it! See you guys around!” And with that, Ralph dropped down the side of the building and out of sight.

Luckily for the handyman, most of the time spent traveling from his game to Tamora’s was filled with her ranting about how irresponsible her soldiers were. While he was relieved he didn’t have to spin some phony yarn about the “potluck,” each time Tamora described the destruction her men caused, he felt a pang of guilt, absolutely sure that he had some part in the raucous behavior.

“I’m sorry, Fix-It,” Tamora sighed. “Here I am babbling on in circles, and you haven’t had the chance to talk about your evening,” she leaned close to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as they sat in the shuttle that lead to ‘Hero’s Duty’. “How was your day? You look a little rough around the edges.”

“Oh,” Felix swallowed. “Well Ralph and I were out pretty late last night,” He paused to find some sort of explanation. “Most of the folks at the potluck migrated over to Tapper’s and we shared some drinks.”

“Yeah? Have a little too much?” Tamora chuckled when her beau looked up at her with guilty eyes. “Hey, at least you’re not like my marine’s when they’ve been under the influence.”

“Yeah,” Felix stammered, almost inaudibly. He followed Tammy out of the train and into ‘Hero’s Duty.’ To his shock, all of Tamora’s men were kneeling along the stretch of the main hallway, cleaning and waxing the floors entirely by hand.

“Don’t worry about them, Fix-It. It may seem like grueling work, but they love giving my floors a fresh coat of wax, isn’t that right boys?”

“Yes ma’am!” the soldiers shouted in unison.

As Tamora rounded a corner to head to the shooting range, Felix turned around and locked eyes with corporal Kohut. The handyman pointed at himself with wide, questioning eyes.

“Don’t tell her,” Kohut mouthed back.

“Oh my land…” Felix gaped as he caught up and stepped into the range.

“That’s one way to put it,” Tamora grimaced as she leaned against a table.

As the handyman gazed from the hole in the back wall, and along the scorched gaps in the ceiling, everything from the night before came flooding back. He did this. And Tammy’s men had taken the fall for it.

“Think you can fix it?” Tamora asked.

“Don’t tell her,” Kohut’s grim face flashed in the back of Felix’s mind as he continued to stand, dumfounded, in front of the wreckage.

“Fix-It?” Tamora asked again.

“Oh, fix it? Yeah I can fix it, no problems!” Felix smiled tensely and shuffled to a pile of debris and began tapping away with his hammer.

The sergeant came up behind him, worried. “Are you feeling alright?”

“No—I mean yes!” Mods above, he was so awful at this. “I just…I feel bad for your men. Don’t you think you’re being a little too hard on them?”

“No,” Calhoun replied incredulously. “Felix, they wrecked half the shooting range, you’re looking right at it! What on Earth would I go easy on them for?”

“Because…” Felix paused his work, unsure of what else to say. He couldn’t stand it; he couldn’t stand lying to her anymore. “Because it was me.”

“What?”

“Because it was me,” the handyman blurted, turning around and gesturing emphatically at the destruction. “This—this, all of this was my fault. I wrecked it.” Tamora stared at him, wide eyed as he frantically explained.

“There was no potluck...Your men invited me to have drinks with them. I got carried away, and—and they helped me get that big gun, and the last thing I remember before I blacked out was pulling the trigger...” Felix took in a shaky breath, and sighed.

Turning around, he fully expected his lady to be angry. Which made it all the more gut wrenching when he saw tears in her eyes.

“Tammy,” his frown deepened. “I’m so sorry.“

“It was you,” she whispered.

“I—y-yes?” Felix replied, confused. “I wrecked the shooting range…”

“No, you—,” the sergeant refrained from saying something in anger she would later regret. “It was you in my nightmare the other night. It was the wedding, but instead of Brad, you were the one to…” she stopped, tears flowing.

“Oh, Tammy,” Felix reached out to her. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You don’t get to ask that question!” Tamora spat, rejecting his touch. The anger previously expected now boiling to the surface. “You went behind my back!”

“But —“

“I thought you took being here seriously. Now on top of worrying about you getting chewed up by Cybugs, I have to worry about you hurting yourself?” Tamora wiped her face, eliminating the evidence of her vulnerability. “Just…clean this place up and get out. You don’t belong here.”

“Tammy, wait,” Felix pleaded as she walked away, the door gently sliding closed behind her.

Once Felix was done repairing the range, he stepped into the hallway. Looking to his right down the corridor, the soldiers visible from the adjunct hallway stopped scrubbing the floors and locked eyes. And when he approached, Kohut shook his head.

“You told her,” the corporal said, the softest of smiles on his lips.

“I had to,” Felix replied.

“And now you’re in the dog house.”

“Yep,” the handyman hung his head, tears threatening to surface. He feared things were much worse than that.

“Well, can’t say we didn’t warn you,” the nearby soldiers chuckled. “C’mon, lil’ man, she’ll come back around. I’m sure you know by now that T.J. just needs a good day or two to cool off. You two are gonna be just fine.”

“Thanks Kohut,” Felix managed a smile. “And I’m sorry I got y’all stuck with…all this,” he gestured to the floor. “…Got an extra sponge laying around?”

((Tagging some of my WiR buddies! @coneygoil @kittysfigurines24 @bashfulgnome @ashleybenlove @sgtcalhouns ))

#wreck it ralph #hero's cuties #fix it felix #sergeant calhoun #crafty writes

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drawingsdrawingseverywhere · 7 years

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Trollhunters Dadswap AU part 12

And here’s where we divert from the main canon for just a lil while. Not for too long, don’t worry! Just long enough to get the “AAARRRGGHH!!! is after Jim” ball rolling.

So late one night on his way home, Jim and Toby are riding along their merry way, not feeling too in danger. I mean, they know they got Angor Rot watching them at night, and Jim is the flipping trollhunter with Bular living in his basement, so I mean there really isn’t much to be worried about right now- especially with Heimdrel and the changelings apparently laying low for a while.

As they ride over a hill, however, something feels off. The street feels way too empty for it’s own good. Jim and Toby gets off their bikes and Jim takes out the amulet. Toby notices something odd near some bushes and trees while jim looks around carefully for any hidden danger. He walks over to check it out, and sees massive paw prints in the dirt, what looks like horn marks in the tree bark, and what could only be tufts of green fur on the ground.

“Hey Jim, check it out.”

Jim comes over and crouches down with Toby to look at the evidence better.

“that’s definitely troll fur.”

“What are we going to do? Whatever did this must be huge!” Toby points at the print in the dirt. “Especially if that’s just what their hand looks like!”

Jim looks around for signs of their silent guardian Angor Rot watching them, but instead hears something in the darkness. He creeps through the bushes- with Toby reluctantly following- to see one of the biggest trolls they’d ever seen, with glowing green runes and similarly glowing green eyes, first drag his horns against another tree and then crouch down by someone’s running sprinkler system.

The troll appeared to be trying to cup some of the water in his hand and drink, but it seemed to be proving difficult for him. They could see the scars from where they hid, and both seemed to watch in pain as the troll simply lied down in the water once he got a drink- looking pretty soothed by it. It looked like he had been suffering for quite some time, and was still suffering as he tried taking some strange device off from around his neck. the glow of his runes fade away as he begins to relax in the water. Jim was about to approach him when Toby grabbed his arm and shook his head.

“Bro, you don’t just approach a wild animal and expect them to be fine with it!”

“wild animal? Tobes, that troll looks like he’s in trouble! Isn’t it my duty to help?”

Toby pulls him back down before the troll notices them and points.

“I haven’t lived with cats for all 15 years of my life to not know the difference between a sensible creature and one that will attack you on sight! He may be lying down now but trust me he had such an animal stance a few seconds ago! And that looks like some kind of Training Collar on his neck!”

Before the two can argue further, the sprinkler system goes off and the troll rises. Jim and Toby cover the other’s mouth, and try to carefully back up through the bushes back to their bikes. The troll starts to sniff the air as they wander backward, and just as they make it back out through the bushes the troll catches wind of them.

His runes begin to glow again and he lets out an angry roar.

“Run, Toby, run!”

Jim and Toby quickly run back to their bikes and begin to ride for their lives, when they hear the trees crash behind them from the sound of the troll running after them. Toby looks over his shoulder to see the rampaging troll.

“SEE WHAT I MEAN?! THINK OF WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU RAN UP TO HIM!”

“I STILL THINK HE’S IN MORE DANGER THAN WE ARE. TOBES”

“DON’T TALK JUST RIDE”

They race across a corner before they hear a familiar sound. Jim and Toby look back just quick enough to see Angor Rot leap from the shadows and distract the troll.

As Jim and Toby get away, Angor Rot’s eyes widen.

“Aarghaumont? Aaarrrgghh?”

The Troll stares him down, and then raises his fists to strike. Angor Rot summons a Golem and takes a defensive stance. Angor Rot battles with Aarghaumont for ages before the Golem is defeated. Angor Rot makes it very clear that he’s poisoned his blade- in fact he holds it to where Aarghaumont can see him do it.

“I do not wish to strike you with this, old friend.”

Aarghaumont slams his fists into the ground and prepares to charge. Angor Rot takes a step forward and continues to make it clear what he’ll do If Aarghaumont gets too close. Aarghaumont roars angrily at Angor Rot before starting to back up. Angor Rot takes another step froward. Aarghaumont speaks only once before vanishing into someone’s backyard.

“Cannot hide boy forever.”

Jim and Toby catch their breath up in Jim’s room, and after a moment one of Angor Rot’s shadow portals appears in the room as well. He steps out and Jim takes a deep breath.

“Ok so.... who the heck was that?”

“yeah! And what was with that crazy shock collar on him?”

Angor Rot seems really bothered by the fight he was just in, and Jim backs off a little.

“That troll.... was Aarghaumont. He... was my friend.”

“your friend?”

Jim reaches out and puts his hand on Angor Rot’s arm for support.

“he... was the one that stole this back for me.” Angor Rot held up his hand to show them the Inferna Copula. “Many years ago. I made a deal with The Witch. She tricked me, and put my soul into this ring after stealing it from me.”

“And... he stole it back?” Jim is honestly concerned. It’s clear something is wrong.

Angor Rot is quiet for a very long time.

“all these centuries of running, and I had spent them believing Heimdrel had killed him long ago.”

Jim comforts Angor Rot a second before pulling his phone out to text Strickler.

“Well, I should probably tell Strickler what happened. Heimdrel may have gone into hiding, but it’s pretty obvious he wants all of us out of the picture if he’s going to send out trolls like that after us during the night.”

“yeah, we gotta find us some changelings and fast! Who knows how many of them are out looking for us and pieces of that bridge!”

Angor Rot twirls his staff a moment as he walks over to Jim’s window. He opens it without a word before looking back at the two. He clearly seems very bothered by this new threat.

“I will... keep watch on your house until this problem is solved. He... Aarghaumont doesn’t have much reason to strike again tonight... but I want to keep a closer eye on things, anyway. Bular can only help you so much.”

While Angor Rot climbs out the window, Jim suddenly remembers his study plans with Claire.

“well just call it off!”

“Like I keep calling off rehearsals? yeah real smart Tobes.”

“Well you can’t go over there after dark, then! That big guy already knows what you smell like! He’ll be tearing her house down if he found you there!”

“what am I going to do? I can’t put Claire in danger like that!”

“We’ll figure something out, but for now I think we just gotta get some sleep. We’s seen some crazy stuff tonight, and i have a dentist’s appointment tomorrow anyway.”

“love how you still worry about a dentist when we just ran from an over 9 feet tall attack troll.”

The next day is spent at school with the Gaggletak, checking every last student and teacher until they’re positive no one is a changeling. Toby is pleased with their work by the end of the school day, but Jim still seems bothered by something.

“Still worried about that Aarghaumont guy?”

“I’m sorry Tobes, it’s just... I can’t shake the feeling that he needs help, ya know?”

“I feel ya. Who knows, maybe he’s a sensible guy under all that mange, bloodthirsty teeth, and personified rage. How about next time he shows up you try to talk him out of killing you and tell me how it goes.”

“I’m serious, Tobes! Angor Rot said that he was the one who stole that ring he wears, and for years Angor Rot thought he sacrificed himself to help him escape! What monster would do that kind of thing?”

“good point...”

Toby’s phone alarm goes off and he checks it.

“ack! Gotta get to my dentist appointment. I’ll take the Gaggletak with me! You just get to that study sesh with Claire and try not to get killed on the way home!”

“gee thanks, Toby.”

“Hey you know I got your back if you ever need me, but if I wanna get these braces out before I’m in college I gotta get work done whenever I can!”

While Toby is at the dentist, Jim and Claire have a pretty fun study session. and things continue to go well until not only does it near sundown, but Jim also gets a phone call from Toby- except it’s Strickler on the line.

Turns out the dentist’s assistant and Toby’s place is a changeling and is not after Toby, Strickler, and Angor Rot.

“Uh, Claire this has been a lot of fun, but I really need to head out now. Thanks for the help on my homework and script! I’ll uh... see you at our next rehearsal!”

“Ok, but Jim...?”

Jim stops at the door.

“You’ve been acting really weird lately. Is... is everything ok?”

“huh? oh yeah! Crystal clear! I’m doing just fine.”

“Ok... well... if you ever need someone to just talk to, let me know, ok?”

Jim nods and heads out, riding his bike all the way to the Dentist’s while making sure he gets inside before complete sundown. When he enters it is a literal war zone in the Dentist’s office. Tools are strewn about, the smell of Laughing gas is choking the air, and Toby is strapped to the table while Angor Rot is going head to head with a Changeling and Strickler is trying to untie him while fighting back laughter from the gas.

Jim summons his armor and enters the fray, in the end killing the changeling on accident like in canon. Strickler finally shuts off the laughing gas and unties Toby before approaching Jim. He mentions that he did it in self defense, and how there’s always tomorrow for another Changeling to pop up. And on the bright side, now they know for certain that there are more changelings out and about in Arcadia than just Mr. Takato. All they need is to find another, and surely they will have the proof Vendel requires.

As they leave the Dentist’s office- after of course cleaning up- Aarghaumont watches quietly from the shadows. He remembers Heimdrel’s promise, but still remains where he is. For a split second his eyes stop glowing as he watches the group. Angor Rot seems... genuinely happy. Aarghaumont’s eyes glow again and he growls.

“I give you night of peace. Tomorrow, boy is mine.”

#Trollhunters #Dadswap AU #*throws glitter* things are heating up in this story I tell you what

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