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tscmu · 3 years

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Some headcanons for the Hq boys and how they propose to their s/o?

HI YES THIS IS THE KIND OF STUFF I LOVE WRITING ABOUT PLS okay so u didnt really specify which boys so im gonna go for ones that i can picture proposing that sounded weird ok-

characters; koushi sugawara, satori tendou, kenma kozume, osamu miya + tooru oikawa oK LETS GO

koushi sugawara

- pls he’d make it so heartfelt and meaningful HHH I LOVE HIM~ - he’d want to make you feel how much he loved you, like actually feel it in your heart - i feel like he’d tell a FEW people, probably only get daichi to help AHAHAH - bruh asahi would probably have a mental breakdown and tanaka would snitch💔💔 - but he’d have an idea of what you both wanted i think, you wouldve spoken it over before defos - he’d want it to not be that public, just the two of you - so it’d be at like a hiking trail you both go on or something, a place that means loads to both of you but isn’t there for the world to see - and then...…came the day - he knew how much you picked up on little details so he had to be sneak sneak ten thousand™ - “hey, wanna go out on that one walk up *insert name of place idk*? ok ok ok i’ll get ur coat sugar” - EEEEEEEEEEE - he was trying his absolute best to keep it together - he knew you’d most likely say yes, so he wasn’t TOO scared, but it was still SCARY LIKE- - and then u got to the place he wanted to propose - it was this place where you always stopped, where there was a little bench (with your initials STILL carved into it from all those years ago) and it looked out over a nice view - “ooh, can we stop here again!” “u-huh i was actually gonna ask-” - bro he almost forgot the speech daichi read over to him about 20 times - but HE DID IT WOOOO - he didn’t want to make a MASSIVE deal out of it, the wedding would be more important to him but he still wanted to make you know how much he adored you - speech included lots of memories dating even back to before hed even SPOKEN to you i stg this man - AND U SAID YES!!! u have no choice. u did.

satori tendou

- i feel like he’d be kINDA similar to suga?? - a little less caring - he’d never actually pictured himself getting married tbf- - he never thought he’d actually find the right person so he just....gave up idk - BUT THEN YOU CAME INTO HIS LIFE- - even with you he hadn’t really thought about marriage, he was just focused on having fun with you, but then ushijima was like ‘...so, tendou. when is the wedding commencing between you and y/n.” and he just- - it was actually when they were sitting there he started to plan it - ushijima would SEEM like the worst person to go to, but he was actually quite good at this stuff - so in about 2 hours sat at the back door of tendou’s work, they had sketched out a sort of plan on the back of a spare napkin - there was one main thing he knew he wanted to talk about - how you always stuck by him, no matter what he did - he thought he’d seriously fucked up, and you would be back at his door the next day, smiling and chattering about this new café you heard opened down the road - god, he was terrified to even mention paris to you, but you were so up for the idea, it took him by shock - he didn’t take you for granted - so for once, he wanted to make you feel loved - they couldn’t think of a place to take you for ages, but then it hit them - you and tendou always went to wakatoshi’s games, ever since high school you both always made the commute if you had the time - and ushijima had a game coming up in two weeks...…. - when he mentioned it OFC U WERE DOWN PLS, you loved going back to japan - like ofc france was incredible but......... it was just lovely to see everyone again ;-; - since youd been there so much, you basically just got to stand right at the side of the court AHAHAH - so they won the game. obviously. its ushi and kags we’re talking abt here. are you kidding. then tendou started acting weird, which made u hella sus - it was the first time in what felt like years you’d seen him so...nervy - he kept fumbling over his words, you had to yell at him to speak up - but eventually he did it - he spoke abt how much you meant to him, how you made him more comfortable in his own body, how you stuck by him through everything - AND U SAID YES. AGAIN, U HAVE NO CHOICE. - and yes ushi and kags started cheering and the news outlets put u on the news i dont make the rules ok

kenma kozume

- ok mans is TERRIFIED - he’d quite genuinely never thought about marriage, throughout his years with you by his side it just...never crossed his mind - but it was when you were lying in bed one night, his arm dangled over you as you both drifted in and out of sleep - and it just hit him - why the fuck were you both still like this? - marriage was something you always expressed a love for, when kuroo got married you were basically in a trance the whole time - how was he so unaware? - people described kuroo’s proposal as pretty much perfect, he’d always been good at reading his partner, so he just used that knowledge to make something he knew they’d like - so, to kenma’s extreme distaste, he went to kuroo - oh my god kuroo fucking c r i e d - kenma was finally ‘growing up’ - so after about an hour of kuroo sobbing, they finally got down to business - after lots of.. lets say elaborate ideas from kuroo, and lots of no's from kenma, they finally came to a sort of compromise - since you and kuroo worked in the same department, he would text you on saturday simply asking if you wanted to catch coffee and talk about that one assignment - obviously, you said yes - not thinking anything of it, you just pulled on a jumper and jeans AHAH- - then you notice,,,why tf is he taking u to a beach at 7pm in march???? - #serialkillerkurooheadcanons - but u see kenma and ur like... wtf have u gotten yourself into- - have they been possessed?? who knowz - and then u get BLINDFOLDED LIKE WHAT - but then u snap back down to earth like why would they kidnap u- - as kuroo takes it off, kenma’s quite literally shaking - poor babie - he never really knew how to explain his thoughts properly, so the speech wasn’t anything extremely dramatic and/or romantic - but he did in a way tell you how much you meant to him - he spoke abt how you boost his confidence, have always been there whenever he needed you, and how you seem to always understand him when he’s being at his most blunt - therefore he thinks you’re his soulmate - PLSPLSPL IM CRYING

osamu miya

- i think he always knew he wanted to marry you - atsumu always embarassed him about it- - it got to the point you didn’t actually think he’d propose, you would just wake up one day and a wedding dress would be on the door - but it got to the point where tsumu was mentioning it significantly more when you went over for dinner - mama miya was always telling you how happy she was that samu picked you - even your own parents were being oddly warmer towards samu, whenever they phoned they asked how he was, etc etc - so you knew something was up - samu was always really polite to your parents, asked their permission before he even took you out on a date - ironic because you lived together but still- - so turned out, he actually mentioned proposing to you to them - they adored him for gods sake so of course they said yes - then tsumu thought he was acting weird, so he told his side - jesus christ they freaked out - his parents were always nervous about atsumu, who slept with random people on the weekends, and hadn’t been in a proper relationship since middle school - you were basically their god send AHAHA - so it was a massive deal when he wanted to marry you - it would appear that he didn’t really care, but in honesty it meant the wholeass world to him - like suga, he’d go for a location that meant a lot to both of you - christmas was a huge deal for both your families, they both came together and you had an incredible time - and last year some of the jackals came over, which was just hilarious - so what better time than christmas with your loved ones around you??? - it started off like a normal christmas, you had an incredible dinner ( cooked by none other than osamu ((with atsumu and bokuto attempting to sabotage it but just burning their hands on the pot)) ) then all played some games - but it was when you were all watching the basic christmas tv programmes when the atmosphere... changed - everyone was looking at you and samu, even sakusa looked excited - it was when his father muted the tv, and samu took your hand, your heart was basically beating out your chest. - he spoke about how he felt like, for the entirety you’d been together for, every day he seemed to fall more in love with you. you were like his rock, when things were even a bit off he could just come to you and you’d automatically make him happier even just by looking at you - bruh bokuto and hinata were sobbing in the corner

tooru oikawa

- surprising, but he never thought about marriage - he just kind of assumed he’d be one of those people that would be in a relationship for like a week then just.. move on to another person idk - that was until he ran into you - everyone, even his own parents, said he was a different person when he started dating you - it was ironic, you were quite similar to him - yet you made him rethink his fucking morals - it was sappy asf - ANYWAY BACK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND - he took this proposal really seriously, he wanted it to be the best moment of your whole life - until the wedding ofc ofc - since you’d basically changed him as a person, he wanted this to just show his appreciation for everything you’d ever done for him - he wanted you to feel his love - and so he set about preparing a good proposal - he’d be like osamu, and definitely ask your parents first - your parents loved him anyway, they thought he was the best thing that’d happened to you for a long while - he basically knew what he wanted to do - nothing too public, but nothing too quiet - whats the point of proposing if some people dont see am i right??? - sometimes when you both either a) needed a break or b) you both had a period of time where you were free, you both just booked an impromptu holiday AHAHHA - #richkidtingz - so obvs he had to do it on one of them... it was ur thing after all?? - it was when you walked in the door, face red, and flopped down on the sofa next to him, he grasped the opportunity - “..got any spare holidays from work?” - you quickly went on a travel agent website and booked a three day holiday to brazil, leaving the next morning - it was one of your favourite places to just escape to, so it made sense for him to propose there tbf - it was as you both woke up the first morning there, still sleepy from the night before, you grinned at eachother. - “hey.. get ready quick, i wanna do something.” “wHAT-” - he didn’t actually know where to do it, he just called a taxi and asked for your favourite high street HAHAH - after about an hour of browsing around shops, your hand never out of his, you finally asked ‘what did you want to do?’ - his breathing almost stopped i stg, he didn’t realise how scared he was - but then... HE DID IT POGGERS - he stuck to what he knew he wanted to speak about, making you sob in the process ofc - and even all the locals congratulated you!!!

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HI THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY BUT I LOVED WRITING IT PLS!! THANK U FOR REQUESTING da box is always open mwah

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thisartemisnevermisses · 4 years

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Going Under 6/-

Paring: Mostly Steve Rogers x Reader; little Clint Barton x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, out of character acting, probable smutt in later chapters, sad reader, broken, sweet ending.

Summary: You work as head oversight for the Avengers. After a party and a little kiss, you start crushing on Steve. Only an event from you’re rookie years, is sabotaging the possibility of your crush to evovle into something more.

A/N: My writing is getting better with every chapter. I’m notice that finding the wright words gets easier. Here’s another long chapter, with some steamy fluff. Enjoy Going Under.

Chapter 6: Lithium

“Y/n stop it, that’s nonsense.” Bucky says angry, “If I thought about you in that way, I wouldn’t bother asking you, your side of the story. I’m sorry for that ass of a best friends. They way he reacted was not okay.” Bucky said smiling mockinly, taking a slight glance at Steve.

“The next day we had to report to Fury in the Avengerstower. Steve was also there, he apologized to me.” You smile, remembering your talk with Steve.

"y/n, where were you. We were looking for you." Callie and Lexi walk into the quinjet, both of them draging one of the man of your team. Both were shitface drunk, and clinging onto Callie and Lexi. "Fury wants to talk to us about..." Lexi stops talking, seeing your face. Your eyes are red and your make-up is running from the tears you've shed. "Fury can wait." Callie says and starts the engine of the quinjet. "Let's get back to home." The next morning, you're up early, trying to connect the server for updates. Sipping at you're freshly brewn cup of coffee, you welcome Owen into the room. He complaints about the noise you're making and the pounding headache he’s got. Offering him a cup of coffee, makes him hurl and sprint for the badroom. You chuckle at his failed attempt to outdrink a God.

Everyone is slowly waking up and joining you one by one in the commen room. Owen and Avery hiss at every sound and wear sunglasses, dramatizing their hangover. Once the team is compleet Robins start to brief you on the request of Fury. Ordering you to leave as soon as the briefing is over.

You’re sitting in the quinjet, nervous as hell, chewing your lip. What had Fury to talk about, that it even couldn't wait a day. After that short briefing, Robins had sent you off to the Avengerstower. Excluding all important information for you.

You look around in the quinjet, Lexi and Calli are chatting while in the cockpit. Owen and Avery have a death aura surrounding them. What an idiots, not man enough to handle their hangover. What if Fury wants to split the team up. For nearly 8 years they where your home, your family. The ones that stoot by you through every important event. Thinking of saying goodbye, made you sad. You shake the thought out of you’re head and decide to join the girls in their talk.

Once you where in the tower, Hill had ordered all of you to sit in the kitchen/diningroom. Avery and Owen were hidding in the corner of the diningroom. Trying to get some sleep. Callie sat on a stool and Lexi decided too sit ontop of the counter. You were pouring yourself a cup of coffee, really needing the caffeine shot. Callie was talking about a guy she met yesterday and how sloppy his kisses where. She compared him to Lassie the dog. Lexi almost fell backward from the counter. Igniting another wave of laughs. It felt good to laugh, the events yesterday made you feel like that rookie agent of 10 years ago. You were a grown woman and didn't need to apoligize. Nor be treated like a nobody. Owen yells at you for laughing to loud. Having a pounding headache and feeling like shit. "Well, you should't drink that much if you can't hold it." you yell the last part, earning a growl from Owen.

Your conversation gets interrupted with the distant sound of two low voices chatting. Rounding the corner were Steve and Bucky. Steve stopped talking, once he saw you standing in the kitchen. He looked at you, but didn't make eyecontact. Seeing the supersoldier before you, made you blush. An electric jolt goes through you, remembering last nights kiss. How his hands where everywhere, how he kissed you and they made you feel dizzy.

"Y/N can we talk?" Steve interupts the silence, looking at you, ignoring the looks from the others. Earning a low hustle from Bucky, Avery and Owen. "Oh, sush you guys." Setting your cup on the contour. "Do not, I repeat do not touch my coffee! I mean IT Avery, don't touch it." looking at Avery who flipps you off.

Lexi squeezes your shoulder, looking worried at you. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Callie winks at you "Oh, and don't forget to make a fist with you're thumb on the outside. It won’t break your tumb, when you hit him!" She shouts after you. --------------Your talk with Steve--------------

"Listen y/n I want to apologie for my behaviour yesterday." Steve starts, his hands in his pockets and trying to make eyecontact.

"Tjee, ya think." snapping at him, avoiding his eyes. There so mesmerazing. Even if he treated you wrong, you still feel a pull towards him. You feel a little flame in the pit of your stomach. The effect that Steve has on you, feels disturbing. Are you even ready to let all of those feeling into your life again?

"Could you at least look at me, I'm trying here." Steve moves closer, demanding a reaction from you. Taking a step back, your back hits the wall behind you. Were you a trained agent, well so much for checking your envirenmont and exits-point. Great strategie.

Breathing out, you look Steve in the eye. "What do you expect, Captain Rogers?" You bite at him, oh god he stands so close, he's so freaking tall. With one step, he could close the gap between you and him. You would stand chest to chest, feeling how the other breaths. Just you're uniform sepperating your bodies from eachother. You become aware of his warmt and scent, your breathing speeds up. This doesn't go unnoticed by Steve. "Are you okay?" He asks concern in his voice.

"I'm fine." You snarl, letting out a shaky breath. Why does he have that effect on you. There is a logical explanation for all of this, you're sure of it. Maybe it's because of your lack of sex, yeah that's logical.

"Really, it seems too me, your breathing irregular and your face is flushed." Steve leans in closer, closing the gap between the both of you.

"Are you really fine." he whispers in your ear. If your weren't that mad at him, you would jump him. How you loved to rome your hands over his chest, tracking every muscle. Your breath is caught in your throat, biting your lip.

Steve leans back, enough to make eyecontact, "It doen't seem like your fine." he says while ghosting his lips over yours. You only have to lean in and you could kiss him. Likking your lips, seeing Steve looking at them, makes you desire him even more. Does he want this too? Should you take the leap?

Within a second the moment is over and Steve takes a step back. You immediatly miss his warmt and regret not responding to his almost kiss.

"I was out of line, I didn't want to intimidatie you. You.....have an affect on me and I don't know what to do with it." Steve confesses bashful.

You smile at his confession, a color spreading over your cheeks, looking to the ground. Should you confess to? Steve’s feeling bolt and leans against the wall, capturing you between him and the wall.

You look up into his eyes, they show how sincerely he meant this. You let out a sigh "Well Captain..," you start.

“Hey Cap, were expected , briefing starts in 5." Clint interrupts. He sees you standing with Steve. Greeting you with a grin. Just fucking great, out off all people, this asshole does see you talking to Steve. Seeing the way Steve shifts on his feet, avoiding eye contact and flushed cheecks, makes you sad. Is it so hard to be with you, speak with you, without behaving like an idiot. Is it a crime to interact with you. How foolish of you to believe you had a shot at romance. Maybe Steve talked to Clint and would think you're a quick fuck.

Angry you speak up "You know Captain Rogers, I don't need your apologie, nor your company. I was foolish to think that you were nice and meant well. I thought I learnt my lesson, but I guess not.” Vile is all over your face and tears stinging in your eyes.

"No, really, I was out of line saying that too you yesterday and just now, please accept my apologie." Steve says caught offguard, surprised by your reaction. This wasn't going the way he would liked it to go. He wanted to make it up to you, even aks you out. He can't hold himself in your presence. He wants to kiss you, be intimate with you, take you over and over again. He felt like a teenage boy, who's hormones are raging. And now you're angry with him, because off his stupid behaviour.

"Ooh.." you shuckle spiteful, "Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. Yesterday I had loved to know you better, today I pass." Your eyes are hard and show disappointment.

"I'm sorry, let me make it up to you. I acted like an ass and really like to get to know you, I'm not fooling around. It was so nice and refreshing talking to you yesterday." Steve takes your hands in his, staring in your eyes.

You open your mouth to reply, but decided not too. Rethinking what you want to say, you look at Steve "I need to think, Captain." and you walk away. Walking back to the kitchen you scold yourself, there goes your shot at romance. How could you be so foolish, thinking that an Avenger would be interested in you. Love wasn't kind to you, you had loving friends and there it stopped. Experiencing something like an relationship was not reserved for you. You blame karma for it, being a homewrecker, made you lose your shot at love. Thinking about the grin Clint had worn when he saw the both of you, made your stomach turn, asshole. On the other hand, Steve seemed sincere and really sorry. Maybe you should think about it, giving the both of you another chance. A fresh start would be nice.

“There you are, y/n Fury is ready for us.” Callie calls, running towards you. “He, you okay?” She asks, laying an arm on your shoulder.

--------------In the office--------------

“Welcome, beta team.” Fury motions for all of you to sit. “I want to talk about joining the Avengers. As an analyzing and colleteralinterpet team. As you have noticed those idiots, are wrecking havoc with their way off running missions. We all know how New York looks like after their encounter with the Chitauri, lets not forget the way Sokovia looks after Ultron. At the moment all leaders are talking about an accord, binding the priveliges of the Avengers. We want to keep the Avengers the way it is and prevent that fucking accord." Fury ends his speach.

"If I'm correct, you want all of us, to join the Avengers, to oversee their missions. To prevent collateral?" You ask, looking at your teammates. Fury wouldn't have all of you here, if he didn't mean the whole team. "Including Robins?" you look at Fury, he eyes you and huffs. "Robins, gets a new team of rookies. Coulson warned him, to use your full potential. He didn't, but I will." He answers. "You will be leading this team." Looking straight at you, earning small coughs and gasps from your teammates.

"Sir, I don't think..." Fury interups you. "Agent y/l/n/, as I told you almost 8 years ago, don't fucking doubt my descisions. You can do that, you're more than capable." Fury adds, his eyes soft, knowing it will be tough on the first months.

“Yes sir. I will do my best.” You smile, looking at your team. “And we will help you, you can do it.” Lexi smiles at you, the rest of your team nods.

“If that’s all sir, I would like to consulate my team how to start.” Standing up from your chair, you wait for Fury to react. All he does is nod and continues his paperwork.

When you exit the office of Fury, Steve is leaning against the wall of the frontoffice. You walk by, he watching you, searching for contact. Deciding to ignore him, his head drops in dissapointment. Once your past him, you turn around, "Hè Rogers, wanna make it up to me..Well here's your chance..were going to work together." you smile at him. Hopefully this was the wright decision.

“Fury asked us two years ago. The choice of becoming the Avengers analyse-team was easy. Hoping that working together would lead to seeing Steve more often. We started the next day with evaluating of all of your missions and reading information about all of you. Preparing a colleteralplan and an advisory report for future missions. It was a hell of a job, but we managet it, meanwhile I was starting crushing on Steve and found it difficult to interact with him, at least when it was about small talk. When the missions didn’t go as plannend, everything went from bad to worse.” Sipping at your coffee, you look at the clock. You’ve been talking for nearly two hours. Bucky had let you talk freely about your expericence, asking a question once in a while. It was relieving to tell your story to Bucky. But at the moment he seemed distracted. He was looking away and making wierd faces. Was he talking to someone? Shit, was someone sitting behind you, listening to every word you say. Were they fooling you again. With one swift movement you stand up, surprising the two man. Bucky and Steve look at you, you stare wide-eyed at Steve. “For how long have you been sitting there?” you ask.

#Steve Rogers #steve x reader #steve rogers x reader #imagine #marvel #marvelfan #captain america #captain america x you #romance #fluff #angst #Avengers #shield #love #Drama

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artificialqueens · 6 years

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A Triple A Christmas: Part One (Group Fic) - NymphCAMP

Nymph’s A/N: It’s the festive season aka the best time of the year known to mankind and thus we are writing another continuation in the Mean Queens lives for our best buds/everyone who read and supported Mean Queens this year. This one goes out to the AQ Brits, Doots, Candle, Thursday, Adrian, and HoLA3 <3

Merry Wankmas’ A/N: HEY BABY WHY DONT U BEND OVER AND LET ME STICK A CHRISTMAS TREE UP UR ARSE AND LET ME CALL U ANGEL HOHOHOHOHOHO

Something Sharon would never understand was how people managed to be happy early in the morning. Granted, she’d never been an early riser, so a 7am class that required waking up at 6am wasn’t completely ideal, but she just about managed it. The fact that there were students already out, smiling and singing Christmas songs and throwing goddamn snowballs at each other was mind-blowing.

Sharon had stumbled out of bed, unsure whether she was still drunk or just hungover, and pulled on as many layers as she could find. Of course, naturally, it had fucking snowed and frozen overnight. Just on the way to the main part of campus, she’d slipped over three times and was convinced she’d done permanent damage to her hip. And yet people were smiling, some draping tinsel around random trees, others walking through the snow as though it were nothing. It was disgusting.

Then again, it was fair to say that the closer it got to Christmas, the more pissed-off Sharon became. By December 24th she was usually a downright Grinch. The only difference with this year was that she was erring on the side of Scrooge, and much earlier than usual.

A few scattered voices behind her suddenly burst into song, startling Sharon so badly that she almost slipped again. She caught a few words of the tune, vaguely recognising it but unable to place it in her mind.

Wait.

Christmas sweater?

Two thoughts entered her head; the first of which being why the fuck are they singing Christmas Sweater? No one knew that song. Admittedly, Sharon didn’t even know all the words, and she’d been there throughout the entire writing process and video shoot, laughing at Alaska in the middle of a jumper for three when she stood head and shoulders above both Willam and Courtney. She certainly wasn’t singing it, so there was no reason for anyone else to be. And she knew for a fact Willam would still be passed out in bed, based on the sheer amount of alcohol she’d consumed the night before.

The second was just sheer irritation. Fucking really? IT’S TOO DAMN EARLY FOR THOSE HIGH-ENERGY BITCHES. How had they managed to follow her from home to college? Was this a deliberate sabotage of her only escape from their combined bubbliness?

Too much mulled wine the night before had made very sure that Sharon wasn’t in the mood to even ask why people were singing the AAA Girls fucking song. All she knew was that she was getting away from the festivities, and fast. Fuck Christmas, she had a class to get to. She clamped the cheap earmuffs against her ears and picked up the pace - risking yet another fall on the ice just to get away.

By the time Sharon arrived at the room her first class was held in she’d managed to put the entire incident out of her mind, instead thinking about the incredibly clever way Shakespeare had managed to comment on society at the time without getting arrested, and wondering if she could ever do something similar. Granted, free speech made it much less likely that she would, but damned if she didn’t want to be like her hero.

“Sharon?” the all too familiar voice startled the girl out of her thoughts, and Sharon had to take a second to compose herself before she turned with a forced smile to face the guy who had sat in the seat directly behind her.

“Julian, hi,” Sharon said, her voice as cold as she could make it, praying that he didn’t try anything this morning. It was entirely too early to have to fend off the interests of someone she didn’t even know the last name of, let alone have the energy to give him the time of day.

“Have you seen this video? It’s everywhere,” he continued, pulling out his phone and turning the screen towards Sharon, before lowering his voice. “They’re all really hot,” he added, Sharon rolling her eyes in disgust before turning her attention to the screen, figuring that the sooner she did what he wanted, the sooner she could get him to fuck off and shut up.

To begin with, she didn’t really register what was happening. If she was honest, she wasn’t that interested, nor did she really care. It was just gonna be some annoying viral video that people would quote for months. Besides, it was a guy showing it to her. That was an automatic red flag.

So far, so boring. A regular old guitar riff. A cheap white door in a set that was obviously on a very low budget. A “to-do” list reading xmas lights, AT5000 + CA and douche. Willam appearing through the door. Alaska in those stupid green Christmas glasses-

Wait.

Alaska?

Sharon did a double take. Why was she being shown a video of her friends singing? If this was another one of Julian’s shitty jokes in his attempts to impress her, it wasn’t working. She had been expecting a viral video, not her friends…

“How many views does this have?” She demanded, practically grabbing his phone out of his hands to look for herself. “Where did you even find this?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know, it’s all over social media. You haven’t seen it yet?”

Sharon fought back the urge to tell him that yes, she had seen it - several weeks ago when they were filming it and she’d spent the day keeping them company on set, half helping out and half writing essays.

“Seven hundred and fifty thousand?” Sharon hissed, checking and rechecking the view count to make sure she wasn’t just seeing things. And sure enough, every time she refreshed the page it jumped up by a few thousand more.

Julian glanced at Sharon in surprise, not entirely sure why she was reacting the way she was.

“Sure, it’s a viral video,” he shrugged, pulling his phone back off of her. “And I told you, the girls are hot and it’s kind of funny.” Resisting the urge to break his skinny little neck, Sharon grabbed her bags and jumped up out of her seat. Shakespeare could wait, she needed to phone Alaska.

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Finding a quiet spot in one of the lesser used buildings, Sharon settled down with her bags piled around her and pulled out her phone. She quickly logged onto twitter and scrolled down her feed, her eyes widening further every time she saw someone retweeting the video, or commenting on it. Julian was right, this was definitely viral. And she didn’t think any of the girls knew anything about it.

Exiting the app, Sharon quickly punched in Alaska’s number and held the device to her ear, praying that the blonde would answer.

“Sharon?” Alaska’s voice sounded from the other end of the line, rougher than usual. Clearly the phone call had woken her up, but Sharon didn’t have the time to worry about the implications of that yet.

“Hey babe,” Sharon replied, before quickly moving forward. “Have you been on twitter yet?” “Twitter?” Alaska asked, her voice tinged with a sleepy confusion.

“Yeah, that app you spend entirely too much time chatting shit on?” Sharon continued, trying not to let her frustration show in her voice.

“I know - no, I’ve not been on it.”

“Babe, you’ve gone viral,” Sharon couldn’t hold in the news any longer, and was waiting for the squeal of excitement from the other end.

But all she got was silence.

“Alaska?”

“Are you- I’ve gone viral? I’ve got a disease?” Alaska’s voice rose several pitches with fear, and Sharon resisted the urge to slap her forehead.

“No, Lask,” Sharon said patiently. “Your video has gone viral.”

Another beat of confused silence. Sharon wanted to scream. This had the possibility of being the big break the girls had been waiting for, and Alaska didn’t even get it.

“Babe, I’ll phone you back,” Sharon said quickly, before hanging up. There was only one person now who could help her capitalise on the success of the Christmas video. Looking down at her phone screen again, Sharon clicked on Jinkx’s name and prayed she was more awake and alert than Sharon’s beloved girlfriend.

***********************

Alaska stared down at her now blank phone, Sharon’s words echoing in her mind. If she didn’t have a disease, that had to mean-

“COURTNEY!” Alaska gathered all of her early morning strength to yell out her friends name. “GET IN HERE NOW!” Willam was a lost cause this early in the morning, but Courtney would be awake, as bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as always. Whilst she waited for her friend to appear, Alaska idly clicked onto twitter, her eyes nearly falling out of her head as she saw the number of notifications blinking at her. Scrolling down her feed, their video appeared time and time again, people sharing it and talking about it and talking about them.

This had never before happened to them. They’d done a couple of music videos at this point, released several songs, but the success had been minimal. And if Alaska was entirely honest, mostly their friends. But now - she wasn’t entirely sure how this had happened or where the sudden success had come from, but she wasn’t about to start complaining.

“Lask?” Courtney’s Australian tones sounded from the doorway, her confusion apparent.

“We’ve gone viral!” Alaska almost squeaked, thrusting her phone at Courtney. “Look! People are talking about us!” Courtney’s confusion morphed into excitement as she scrolled through Alaska’s twitter feed. People were tweeting lyrics, sharing the link, even a few online magazines and social media sites were beginning to talk about them. Even just the words ‘Christmas Sweater’ were trending!

“How is this happening?” Courtney asked eventually, passing the phone back over to Alaska and staring at her with wide eyes. Alaska shrugged.

“I don’t know, but it’s so cool. People know who we are!” She squealed, pressing play on their video.

Courtney disappeared back out of the room, presumably to alert Willam to their new status as viral sensations. Alaska turned her attention back to her phone, not able to keep her excitement to herself.

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

OMG!!

[From: Noodles<3. To: Laskybean]

I know ! I told you. Yer famous !!

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

wait, ur in class ??? stop txting! bad girl

[From: Noodles<3. To: Laskybean]

Stop texting me then ! It’s yer own fault.

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

im famous!! u cant blame me for anything

Alaska put her phone aside, hearing celebratory yells from the living room where Willam and Courtney had been camping out. She immediately rolled out of bed, pulling the thinning dressing gown around her shoulders and pocketing her phone, before dancing out the door.

“We’ve made it!”

Willam levelled her gaze at her, laughing at the sheer excitement on Alaska’s face.

“Not yet my overgrown friend. We’ve made it to the internet, people know who we are, but-”

“We have to make the most of this so people don’t forget about us,” Courtney finished Willam’s sentence, having already been given this talk. Despite all Willam’s shortcomings, she had the best business brain out of all of them.

Alaska’s excitement dimmed slightly. She’d forgotten that this would mean that they’d have to work even harder to make sure people kept remembering who they were, but before she could get too maudlin, there was a knock at the door.

“Jinkx!” Alaska grinned as their ‘manager’ stepped through the door, throwing her arms around the older woman. “Have you seen?” Jinkx nodded, bustling over to the small table in the corner of the room and setting herself up with laptop and phone. “Sharon phoned earlier, and my email has been going crazy. We’ve work to do ladies,” she told them, not entirely convinced any of them would be much help.

Alaska grinned.

“We’re famous!”

********************************

Being famous had its shortcomings, Alaska was quickly finding out. Jinkx had put them all to work, inviting Katya, Violet, and Ophelia over to deal with the sheer volume of messages and calls and emails they were all receiving. All of them knew if they didn’t capitalise on this success, and show that they weren’t just a one video pony, they’d fade back into obscurity as fast as they’d risen into the public eye. Luckily for Jinkx, although Alaska, Courtney, and Katya were about as useful as a chocolate teapot and had busied themselves with Instagram stories (which were a lot more fun now people were watching), Willam, Ophelia, and Violet were proving to be a massive help.

“Girls, you’re promoting, right?” Jinkx checked in briefly, nodding over in their direction from where she was sat with the more competent of the bunch.

Alaska nodded. “Sure are!”

As soon as Jinkx was no longer paying attention, she was giggling again. “I love this one. This was… her college stairwell, I think? She wasn’t even drunk here, just tired.”

What Alaska was calling ‘promotion’ was essentially an excuse to scroll through her social media pages and look at all her posts, remembering fun days and happy memories. For the past ten minutes, she’d been giggling hysterically with Katya and Courtney over an ongoing saga of photos of Sharon asleep in odd places and positions, with the occasional snap of Courtney every few minutes so that they could claim they were still working.

She scrolled further and laughed again. “Oh this one is amazing. Definitely drunk-”

Katya was screeching. “Face down, ass up! She’s got class!”

“Girls! Come on you three, get something done.” Jinkx reprimanded gently.

They ended up making Katya film a short segment of them singing, but soon enough had gone back to simply looking at photos, retweeting video links, and making short clips of themselves acting like idiots - telling Jinkx that they were trying to be ‘relatable’.

Despite the utter commotion that had taken over the tiny flat, no one missed the sound of the front door opening, nor the sigh of relief when it shut. Although none of them could see who it was, her trademark loud voice served its usual purpose of announcing her arrival before her appearance did.

“PUMPKIN, I’M HOME!“

Alaska leapt up in the middle of a shot, Courtney grumbling that she’d ruined a pretty photo in her excitement. Moments later, she was dragging a rosy-cheeked, snow-covered Sharon into the living room and practically squealing down her ear.

“Sharon we did it! People are talking about us! They - They like the song, and the video, they know who we are!” She enthused, bouncing up and down.

Sharon couldn’t stay frosty. “I’m so proud of you! I told you your day would come, I always believed in you!”

Still filled with frenetic energy, Alaska busied herself with taking off Sharon’s coat and scarf, dusting the snow off her and chatting away as though there was nobody else in the flat. She was desperate to hear Sharon’s thoughts on everything, her eyes shining at every word.

“People have been singing it on the way to class, and in class too. I think even my professor has heard a snippet of it. Julian tried to show me the video.”

Alaska screwed up her nose. “Fuck Julian. So it’s not just an internet thing?”

Nobody else in the room understood half of the rapidfire speech that the two exchanged, but judging by Alaska’s expression, nothing had put a damper on her mood. She had resorted to dragging Sharon further into the flat, right into the centre of the chaos, and draping herself over her lap.

“I can’t believe we’re famous,” Alaska marvelled, dragging out her words and shifting to rest her head comfortably on Sharon’s thighs. “We’re gonna get paparazzi. People will recognise us!”

Sharon grumbled. “They’re already fucking recognising me, thanks to your stupid photos. Do you know how embarrassing that is?”

Alaska let out a tiny giggle. “From my Instagram?”

“Yes!” Sharon replied, half laughing herself. It wasn’t like she could stay mad - this was the biggest thing that had happened in the career of the AAA Girls so far. She was too excited to be mad. “A group of girls on my course wandered up to me asking if I’m the girl asleep with her ass in the air on the stairwell. Fucking embarrassing!”

“You love it.” Alaska teased. “We’re all gonna be famous! All of us!”

Everybody fell back into their respective groups after the initial shock died down - Katya filming Courtney singing some Christmas classics, Jinkx discussing plans for more recording and possibly advertising with Willam, Violet and Courtney’s sister Ophelia, and Alaska cuddling into Sharon who was mumbling about how proud she was.

“So,” Katya began. “This requires a celebration. We are in the Christmas season and things are going well, so we have to have a party. Who’s down?”

All hands save for Jinkx’s went up. “I think I’m a little too old for that. But have fun! You deserve it.”

Katya clapped her hands together. “Excellent. We need alcohol, warmth, food and more alcohol.”

“I’ll take tonight off work and make cocktails here instead. I’m not going to that shitty bar when I could be here.” Sharon added. “Someone crack open the champagne, we at least have to do a toast before I kick you all out so we can celebrate.”

Violet laughed, pulling out their glasses and champagne as though she lived there. She’d gotten drunk at their flat often enough to know where everything was. Sharon took over from there, having to push a complaining Alaska off of her in order to make use of her bartending skills to quickly fix everyone a glass of bubbly.

“To the AAA Girls!” Someone yelled, holding up their glass. The cheer was echoed, followed by the satisfying clink of the glasses touching.

“I guess Christmas miracles really do happen.” Willam shrugged. “It’s no virgin birth, but it’s a miracle.”

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