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Hi, me again. This is a story progressing ask so you can say what happens when Janus and Remus arrive at Remy’s. If someone else put through an ask for it you can use that, this is just so that you can say what happens next if no one else had an ask for this.

Glow Eyes

Tw: talk about abuse, talk about sex but like not at all in a smutty way

The door flung open nearly right into Remy's face. They leant back and looked up to meet Remus' worried look. His jacket had clearly been thrown on, his shoes weren't matching and his hair stood up like a bird’s nest. Janus was out of breathe as he closed the door behind them.

"Remy" Was all Remus gasped out before collapsing on his knees right in front of them. He hugged them like it was the end of the world.

They clambered their arms around him and dug their face into the crook of his neck "Remus"

Janus sat down next to them and both of them quickly reached out to pull him into the hug. He let his hands comfortably stay around Remy's waist as he pressed a kiss to their hair.

He quietly scanned Remy's face for any hints of what had happened. The dark bags under their eyes, the red tear streaks down their cheeks, their mat hair that had nearly grown to their shoulders. And the bruises. He tried to steer his eyes away from the spots of darkly nauseating purples and greens, and yet he couldn't stop staring at them.

"Are you okay?" Janus wanted to hit themself immediately after saying it. What a stupid question. Of course Remy wasnt-

Remy quickly nodded in response. They held onto Remus like a lifeline "I'm all good girl" Their voice was shaky.

"Do you know when Virgil will be back? Is he away at work or?"

"Staying at his uh parent's place. It's like an- 2 hours away? I think? I dunno girl I'm tots stupid sorry"

"You're not stupid!!! AND How can you be okay?!" Remus exclaimed right into their face "You haven't seen your bestie boy kraken bitch in months!!! I've missed you!!! I've got so much to tell you!!! OH!! If Virgin is away we can stay up all night and eat pumpkin meat and worm candy and cuddle and watch movies!! And then I can have a super duper long conversation with your body so it stops being a total dickass and stop making you unable to leave the apartment ‘cause of pain!!”

They let out a weak chuckle "That sounds great girl. Really let at it. It's what the bitch bod deserves!"

"Now when Virgil is...away" Janus balanced the words on their tongue, unsure of how to continue "Would you like to come over to one of our places? Getting some change of scenery would be good-" It felt so stupid to cloud this all in fancy words. They looked directly into their' loves eyes and bluntly asked "Remy do you want to leave?"

An immediate look of utter terror went across their face mixed in with just the smallest bit of hope glimmering in their eyes. Their dried out lips parsed to speak but only a hasty breathe came out.

It followed up with this sick, nearly lucid, expression. Only worsened by their sunken in cheeks and red eyes.

Janus hesitated and forced a nod “It’s okay darling. We can both stay here for the rest of the day, Right Rem?”

Remus quickly nodded along “Oh yeah!! I got all the time in the world for my beloved beanpole!”

Remy’s expression softened and the terror drained away “That sounds great girlies”

The two of them helped Remy up on their unsteady feet. They leant against their friends as they dragged them over to the couch. They kept mumbling out apologies for being so slow and in return the other two kept loudly reassuring how okay going slow was.

“Let’s get us some water okay” Janus said as the Rems slumped down onto the couch “Water is good-”

“Water has like 3 atoms. At Least!” Remus chimed in.

“Right. True. very true. Facts even”

It was probably a bit naive to think but Janus still hoped that a day’s rest and loads of support from the both of them would shake Remy out of the mindset Virgil had trapped them in just for long enough so they could be convinced to leave.

For now Janus went out into the kitchen and filled three glasses with water. They leant down near a corner and whispered.

“Any watcher nearby? I could use a package of their meds”

It took a few seconds before a package of strong painkillers was spit out into their hand. Some weird substance had gotten stuck on the edge of the package. They were unsure if it was general void goo or snail slime, either way they shook it off.

“Thank you”

When Janus got back to the living room Remus had completed his transformation into an octopus by throwing his arms around Remy as hard as he could and aggressively rubbing the the sides of their faces together. They seemed to enjoy it.

“Should I even ask what you’re doing” Janus asked dryly while sitting down next to them.

“I’m marking Beanie as my territory!! OH! In the real world animals mark their territory by peeing. Beanie do you want me to pee on you” Remus hopefully joked.

“Omgushh girrrlll you finally got my signals like yeeeah totallly would love to”

“I should have just left you two to dehydrate to death” Janus rolled their eyes while handing out the glasses.

“Thanks Jannie!” “Thank you SnakeyBakey!”

The Rems clinked their glasses together. Remus poked his fingers into the water and splashed it onto the other Rem right when they drank. They let out a loud fake gasp and threw a pillow onto his head.

Janus moved their beanie over their eyes and melted into the couch. With their eyes closed they sat there for a long time, simply listening to the Rems squabbling, chatting and gossiping. They let themself daydream that the three of them were sitting in some other apartment, and everything was at peace.

“I thought being on meds could help with how easy you get bruised” Remus suddenly said. He had attempted to lick the bruise near their temple to make it heal faster.

“That’s not how fibro works sweetie”

“Just checking here, but you are still taking your meds” Janus lifted the beanie just enough to look at them “Right? I can’t recall the pain ever being so bad it limited your ability to walk this much”

Remy got this stale grimace on their face, like they had tried to smile but failed halfway through.

Jan reached out and placed their hand on top of Remy’s “It’s okay. Medicine is expensive. It is very understandable if you haven’t been able to get them regularly”

“Yeah!! Especially while alone!” Remus chimed in.

“Exactly. So it is good that I requested some of your medicine from the watchers”

He took out the meds from his pocket. Before he even had a chance at opening it Remy had reached around his wrist to stop him. They met his eyes.

“Don’t”

“Is anything..wrong?” He asked.

“I- I just-I don’t like really need meds right now. I’m managing fine”

Remus held them a little closer “I dunno Beanie. I think you would be doing equally as fine if someone chainsawed off your toes”

Janus squeezed their hand ever so carefully “If...If it’s anything with Virgil...He’s not here right now. There is literally no possible way for him to know if you have taken medication or not. He will never know”

Remy’s breathing began to fasten. They shook their head. “I- I really don’t need- I can’t-”

“It’s okay. All the meds will do is relieve the pain. There won’t be any signs of you taking it”

“I DON’T NEED IT!” Remy yelled.

Their limbs twitched without them controlling any of it. Their legs nearly kicked Janus. Remus held onto them even harder, his eyes went a bit glazed as dissociation kicked in.

“I’M FINE! I am managing through the symptoms FINE! I can manage through the pain! THAT’S WHAT I ALWAYS DO! I DON’T NEED THE FUCKING MEDS!”

A second went by. An egregiously slow second. Remy’s breathing was raged as all the anger went away. Their entire body started to shake and their voice sounded like it had been dragged raw as they quickly forced out

“I- I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean- I- I’m sorry- I’m sorry- I’m really sorry- I’m sorry-”

Janus sat aside the meds and reached out for them “Hey it’s okay. You didn’t hurt anyone. Breathe. Breathe. We can talk about the medicine later, it’s okay”

Remy gulped before nodding. They turned to Remus and sent him a big worried look “You alright? I’m sorry babe” They mumbled out.

“...mhm...Dissociated but...alright”

They trailed their hand along his arm to help ground him. It wasn’t the yelling that had affected him, it was how much it reminded Remus of his outbursts about medicine right after leaving Os. It reminded him of how he’d screamed at his sister about how the antipsychotics would only hurt him. Of how he kept fighting back against her suggestions of going to rehab until he started passing out in his own puke. Because Os had drilled it into his head that only the “medicine” that Os gave him could ever help. That he would be hurt by any sort of actual mental health help. That the only one who truly wanted the best for him was Os. That he couldn’t survive on his own with his crippled mind.

Remus leant close to his crush and ever so gracefully buried his face into their hair. The familiar Remy smell hit him. A mix of coffee beans, cigarette smoke, a stinch of newly rained on leaves and something that could either be weed or mold.

“Smell helps with....with grounding” He said as he held them closer. Remy just smiled and closed their eyes to enjoy his touch.

“Poor little me” Janus dramatically said while fanning themself “I’m being all left out from the cuddles.. Oh woe! What a tragedy!”

The Rems snickered before both flopping over onto them so Jan became their personal pillow. They both cuddled up against his chest while he moved his arms around them.

“Have I told....Beanie have I told you ‘bout ‘bout uhhh Snake! Jannie’s snake! Ms. Carl!?” Remus asked, eyes still a bit clouded.

“Nah girl you haven’t. Wanna tell me ‘bout it in a long detailed rant?” Remy replied with a smile even though Janus very much had mentioned Ms. Carl to them.

“Yayaya! Okay so I”

Remus went on a long detailed rant about how he’d gotten Ms. Carl and all about how he got food for her and had helped Jan buy all the things needed to properly take care of her. Remy gasped along. Jan mostly sat back and listened, only flicking in to say how much of a gorgeous long lil good girl Ms. Carl was.

“Alright!” Remus exclaimed “You’re all looking like you’ve been dropped down into a torture chamber for 8 months without any food! So it’s dinner time!! Thirsting for empanadas anyone?”

“Babe you don’t have to. I’m sure there’s like tots some cereal in the fridge”

“nuh-uh-uh! Empanadas always cheer me up! So you are getting them!! If you want to!!”

The two others nodded eventually which made Remus shine up into a big grin.

“Great! Then I’ll just run down to the closest store and get what I need! I’ll be back faster than it takes a pig without a head to die!”

He quickly got up and gave them both a short hug before bolting out the door. It took only a second before Remy had flopped down even harder onto their friend.

“only us now”

Janus played with the tips of their hair “Nice and calm”

“I’m sorry. I’m feeling all gross and like uhghghg gross touching you ‘cause I’m all ghghghghg. Like I’ve barely been taking care of myself”

“Darling, I don’t mind. I am literally friends with Remus..Willingly!”

They chuckled “Truuue. Ugh girl I honestly can’t even like remember the last shower I took”

“I can help you” Janus blurted out without really thinking.

He went red immediately after. Remy stared at him before bursting out into scratchy giggles.

“Oh my gosh Janny!! You don’t gotta be so smooth! Girl!!”

“I meant I could help you over to the room!! Remus is probably going to get distracted by a squirrel or sidewalk liquid so you got plenty of time to shower”

“Aw you gonna carry me over? Like a pretty lil knight?” Remy teased “You been going to the gym or somethang- Oh girl!! You would look so good in like a tank top some gum shorts, maybe some legwarmers!!”

“I may not have gone to the gym, but I have gone over to Logie’s place so I suppose I can try”

Remy kept letting out happy lil giggles as Janus sat up and tried to find the way to lift them that would case them least pain. They ended up being lifted bridal style.

One of the lights had broken so there was only a soft shine in the bathroom. There was mold growing in the corner and Virgil had taken down the fire alarm so he could smoke while bathing.

Janus sat them down on the edge of the bathtub before turning on the tap in the bath. The two of them awkwardly stared at each other for a little while before Jan turned around. They were blushing so hard the red went down to their neck.

“Girl I’m just sitting here” Remy commented while eyeing the apparent blushing “Whatcha got lil Jannnnnnnnie so nervous?”

When he turned back they sent him the most shit eating grin he’d ever seen. He tried to casually lean against the wall “I was simply looking at this horrendous collection of mold you have. Nearly stomach turning”

They shrugged “You get used to it” They did their best to hide how much their hands were shaking from the simply effort of pulling off their dress.

There were bruises around the wrists, along their right arm, their collarbones. Bruises like fingermarks across their ribs. Jagged scrapes went across their knees along with deeply purple marks. And Janus had to pretend like the injuries weren’t the only thing they could see. Like they weren’t feeling sick to their stomach.

Remy leant down to try and drag off their socks and Janus stumbled forward without even really meaning to “Do you want me to help? I recall you needing help with uh socks before”

He got a big eyed look in response “You remember that?”

“Of course”

Their mouth was just slightly agape “You remember having to help me with my freaking socks and yet you haven’t like triple blocked my number?”

"Do you want help with it?"

They kept staring at him with wide eyes as they shrugged. He leant down on one knee in front of them and gently slipped off the socks. When he glanced up at them they were still looking at him with tender awe.

"You wanna join me?" Remy asked.

"What? In hell?"

They snickered "Not yet you silly bitch. I meant join me in the bath. Only if you like feel comfy. No like- you don’t Need to. I just thought like you do so much for me, you also tots deserve a nice warm like bath"

Janus managed to not change heir expression aside from a twitch in their eyelid. Their voice was it’s normal silky tone as they said

"Well if you also feel comfortable with it I see no reason not to"

Their thoughts were going a bit like "AAAAH FUCK OH SHIT FUCK AH OKAY FUCK WOWOWOW AHHHHH"

Jan got up and turned away from them. He unbuttoned his shirt and laid it neatly by the sink. From the corner of his eye he could see the rest of his crush’s clothes having been thrown away. A splash came from the water as Remy got in. He didn’t dare to turn around.

He reminded himself that something like this didn’t have to be romantic!!! or sexual!!! He’d showered with Patty before when they’d had to hurry to a party!! And they were just friends!!! Remy meant nothing with this!! Nothing was going to happen!!! He was just being a lovestruck idiot!!! A fucking dumbass!!

“Girl!!” Remy let out a light laugh “That’s some cute ass undies”

“Logan bought them for me”

Remy leant their head back and cackled “Of course he did!! That’s so perfect!!”

A chill went up Janus’ back. For a moment the insecure thoughts they’d managed to work away months ago came flooding back in. As they slipped off their underwear all they could think about was Remy seeing them as ugly, undesirable, annoying.

He turned around to get into the bath and was met with Remy looking directly into his eyes. They’d made themself small by pressing their knees to their chest. but there was this huge smile on their lips and pure- well pure happiness? in their eyes. Janus couldn’t quite pin what exactly the look in their eyes meant.

He made sure to keep his gaze at their face or higher as he sat down on the other side of the bath. It was small enough that the tips of their toes nearly touched.

“You just wanna get it like over with so we don’t gotta be all stale?” Remy asked.

Janus shrugged which they both took as a yes. For about 10 seconds they both looked the other up and down. Before Remy put on an overly serious expression and held out their hand. He shook it while nodding super seriously.

“Nice cook”

“Nice cook, elegant”

Their eyes met and they both burst out into laughter. All the insecurities seemed to wash away from Jan’s thoughts.

Remy tilted their head a little and smiled “You’re so pretty”

“Well so are you” Janus replied, just a bit flushed.

“No but really girl. I just- I just like adore the way your like body moves with you. Like all your skin and little like stretch marks and the way your thighs y’know. I think I could just watch you move for hours. The way your fat folds moved as you sat down, it was so. You’re so pretty. You’re mesmerizing. Look at me being so awestruck I’m churning out big words!! And you’ve got a fat ass too!!”

Jan put on a fake smug look “Well darling it just comes with being this glamorous”

“Girl!! true!! I got 0 glamour, that’s why I’m flat as fish fuck. Ugh. I feel fucking delirious just from like looking at you. It’s no wonder Loginson is all drooly over you if he gets to like be with you 24/7. It’s like winning the lottery”

They had this wonderfully glittering look in their eyes. Like a school kid giving their crush a flower during recess. Just pure bliss of being with their love.

“Ah yes. And unlike me being with you is like winning a trip to 24 hour long rollercoaster” He replied “That was complimentary, trust me” He took the shampoo on the counter and shook it around a little “Logan says I give great head rubbings. Little does he know it is because I got a bad cause of idiot sickness when I was younger and tried to do my own locs”

“Girl I get a bad cause of the idiot every time my eyes open”

Remy sprayed water over their hair before leaning forward to let him rub the shampoo in. They leant their forehead against his knee. The movements of his fingers were so calming their eyes nearly closed.

“you know who else has fibro?” Remy yawned out.

“Jesus?”

“Lady gaga. She’s so coooool. I wish I could be like here. Like she can like sing and take photos and dance! And wear heels! And have nice skirts and a fat ass! And I can’t even like make a Caesar salad on my own”

“Darling I can’t make a Caesar salad either. I always get stuck on the bread bits. A primal parts of my brain take over and I have to nibble them all down like a horse on horse ketamine” Janus replied “Anyhow isn’t Ms. Lady of the Gaga on a lot more treatments than you are?”

“How would you know?”

“Deary mine you showed me her documentary. You can not win this debate. Not against a fellow gay who you have ranted about missus Gaga for at least 3 hours too”

“Well shit”

Remy moved their hand into a fist and jokingly slammed it into the water. They kept making rings in the water with their finger before hesitantly running their hand along Janus’ side, right up to his waist. They followed their finger along the creases in his skin, along the rolls in his fat.

“Move your head back dear”

Janus murmured as he put his fingers under their chin to tilt their head back. He rinsed the shampoo out while they closed their eyes and relaxed their shoulders.

“You have much thicker hair than I imagined” Jan said “I like your new hairstyle, I believe I forgot to say that earlier”

“I wouldn’t call it a new hairstyle babe. Viv cuts my hair, we haven’t really had time to lately”

“It fits you, I think at least”

“......i dunno if long hair looks good on me”

“I think you could come out in a hairstyle directly from a 7 year old girl’s mind in 2004 and you would still look great”

Remy snorted “Oh girl trust me. I’ve been dating an emo for like 10 years. I’ve seen some hairstyles from 2004 and they ain’t pretty”

“But you are”

They looked at him before letting out a snorting laugh and pushing their palm right into his face while looking away.

“Oh wow. I show my true smooth self and I get a palm as a thanks” Janus teased back while putting his hand on top of their wrist.

“Please girl, it’s a gift that I’m still in the same room as you. That’s the true compliment” They shook the shampoo around “If you wanna I can do your hair for you. Just to be nice y’know”

Janus looked them up and down before squinting “Honey are you trying to assassinate my hair? I literally have 4c hair”

It took a moment before they dropped the shampoo right into the water “oh my gosh babe I’m a stupid bitch. I’m sorry”

He let up into a wonderful little smile that made their heart ache “It’s all good”

Remy leaned forward and put their arms around his shoulders. They looked up into his eyes and saw their own reflection “Thank you Janus”

“You know how much I love taking baths, a thanks is really not needed”

“No I mean...It really helped...I feel so ugly....I’m scared my hair getting longer makes me too look fem and you- and no guys I like will be attracted to me no more...and....and” Their voice wavered “..The bruises...”

Janus tilted his head and moved to stroke his thumb against their bruised skin “The bruises doesn’t change anything about you. They’re temporary, and according to Remus bruises look badass as hell. Actually now when I think about it I know several people who would describe bruises as quite enhancing of the features”

“And you’re supposed to be one of those people?”

“No. Though I do think the only ugly part of a bruise is how it appeared. I won’t speculate on how you got yours, but I will always be here to...well listen sounds cliche....I will always be here to kick your enemies down some stairs even if those enemies is your mental health and the stairs is a therapist’s office”

Remy let up into a weak smile “Janus, Will you kiss me?”

A wave of what felt like pure electricity went up through Janus’ entire body as they looked at him. His face instantly flushed into a soft pink and his entire brain got filled with ridiculously mushy fireworks and hearts.

“...You...Remy....Virgil...You’re still dating” Janus babbled out.

“I don’t wanna like force you into anything. We don’t have to. But if you want to kiss...I...I just want to feel a bit of...relief....a break from” They glanced down at their bruised wrists “From all of this”

“I- I do” It came out as a whisper “I do”

Janus cupped their cheeks and sent a warm look. They put their hands on top of his and tilted their head just a bit. He saw as they closed their eyes and parsed their lips. Saw how their shoulders tensed up in excitement. How small laugh lines became visible next to their eyes.

He leant in and kissed them.

It was a short one. A gentle one. Like the stroke of a soft feather against their lips. He had closed his eyes as well.

Janus moved back, still with his eyes closed. He tried to play casual but his entire body was shaking with excitement. His hands inevitable shot up to happy flap. He almost didn’t dare to open his eyes.

When he finally mustered up the courage to look at them he was met with Remy absolutely shining with pure happiness. A spark of electricity went up through their body and shot out into their arms. They reached out and took his hands.

“Your lips were even softer than I’d imagined” They murmured out, though they were so excited it came out much more high pitched than they meant to.

“I love you” Was all Janus could get out in response.

“I love you too!” Remy exclaimed “I swear Janny every time I like spend time with you I fell head over heels in love all over again. It is Wild!”

“I honestly thought I was talented with words but I can’t quite place what happens in my brain when I’m near you. I- You make me very Very Very dumb. And I like it......Do you want to kiss again...?”

“OMG! GIRL! YES!!”

They threw their arms even tighter around him and meet him in a kiss. He could feel how their lips drew into a grin. He moved his hands a bit farther up their back to make them inch closer.

The two of them moved closed until Janus’ back was against the bathtub wall and Remy was sitting in their lap. Their arms hang off of the edge of the bath. Jan broke away from the kiss to press quick kisses to their cheeks which made them let up into soft giggles.

Remy leant their head against the crook of his neck and let their lips play against his skin. Janus noticed as their muscles seemed to tense up and their movements became more rigid.

A slight shake went up their back before they started to slowly grind their hips against his as they opened their legs more. He froze in place and couldn’t help but notice the way Remy had shut their lips into a tight line. The way their toes had curdled up.

“Dear, you-”

Remy shot their head back to look at him “Sorry. Did I like make you uncomfy?”

“No! Not at all darling. It was just glaringly obvious how...your mood suddenly shifted” He let his hand rest against their cheek “There is nothing we Have to do deary. Just because we reciprocate each other’s feelings or because we’re uhhh naked and in a bath or because we had our first kiss, we don’t have to do anything. I know whenever couple’s kiss for the first time on tv they always seem to have sex immediately afterwards! But!! That just means we would be incredibly counter culture if we didn’t fuck immediately! And that is even more sexy when you think about it!”

They kept their eyes down into the water “I’m sorry for ruining it”

“You didn’t ruin anything! We can continue if you want to.....Do you want to?”

Remy tried to say no but the word wouldn’t leave their mouth. They couldn’t even shake their head. It felt like someone was strangling them. They could feel the hands around their neck. It was so real. The fingers were digging in. The nails were leaving marks.

They managed to shrug.

“A maybe isn’t a yes” Was all Janus said as he gently moved them back from his lap.

Remy crossed their arms around themselfs and tried to hide most of their face in the water. “I dunno if I want you to look at me right now” They mumbled out.

Janus started to fumble with his thumbs “..Do you wish for me to uhm leave?”

They shrugged again so he grabbed a towel and got up from the bath. He looked away from them while quickly taking on his clothes.

“I don’t know why you suddenly want me to go but I will respect it either way. Don’t...drown ?”

The moment they left the bathroom they could hear bonking followed by maniacal laughter coming from the kitchen. Remus was banging a rolling pin against a lump of dough.

“Oh hey J-anus!” He exclaimed “Finally got done with sealing away demons in the sink eh?”

“The pile of giant laundry taunted me until I helped Remy clean up. That’s all” They swiftly lied back while crossing their arms.

“C’mooonn now. You can’t lie like that to a fellow kinky hair haver. You’ve been bathing. I can see it”

Janus let out a string of muffled words that were completely unhearable.

“It’s oookkkKAy” He said while taking ahold of their hands. He pulled them along in a sort of shimy dance “I’m no teller” He actually winked “Now come here. I need your big soft librarian muscles!”

They fake sighed before going along with kneading out the dough. Remus kept pulling out weirder and weirder shaped vegetables from the shopping bag all while complimenting them on their ‘graceful kneading’.

His grin was way too big as he got to sharpen the kitchen knife. He was just about to stab the first onion when a metallic thud rang through the apartment. Followed by a muffled whimper.

The two of them shared a quick glance before abandoning everything to go over to the bathroom. Remus pressed his ear against the door and held his hand on the doorknob.

“Beanie? You good?”

“Yeah- Yeah all good- Sorry- I’m sorry” They were audibly choking back tears.

Remus opened the door just a little and glimpsed inside. Remy was laying on the floor with a towel hastily tied around their waist. Their knee was red from hitting against the bathtub.

“Sorry. I just- unstable legs. Yknow like- like” They forced a smile “Like jelly or whatever people say! I just got too excited about finally not being a grimy gross thing! Just fell a little! It’s fine! I can- I can walk and like fix it all myself! You can go whenever you want- You know that right? Whenever! I- I-”

Remus hunched down in front of them and leant his forehead against theirs. He wiped away a tear at the edge of their eye. Their shoulders were shaking.

“I’m sorry. You can leave. It’s okay. I’m sorry”

All Remy could think about was the times they’d called out to Virgil for help. His annoyed looks and harsh touches. His nearly constant rolling of the eyes or sighs and when they tried to apologize he would just shrug it off and say it was nothing. Until he let out a muttered insult. And then another. And another. until they wished they’d just rotted away in there so they didn’t have to be an annoying selfish burden of a useless problem who needs attention all the time and who only ever drain the energy of othERS AND OH GOD EVERYONE WAS GOING TO LEAVE THEM. JANUS AND REMUS WAS GOING TO REALIZE HOW HORRIBLE THEY ARE AND THEY HADN’T EVEN BEEN ABLE TO GIVE JANUS PLEASURE SO THEY MUST WANT TO LEAVE AND-

And Remus hugged them while Janus calmly unplugged the bath and picked up their clothes.

“You don’t need to say sorry Beanie. Y’know Ro gets so dramatic during every one of her periods she makes me get her like everything. You have literally seen how much caring I need while balls deep in a psychosis episode. This is nothing. Unless you’ve been affected by an alien and you’re legs are literally turning jello and you’re about to start floating down the drain pipe”

“I’m sorry”

“No! No! Beanie! This is just an opportunity for me to flex my super sexy macho muscles while helping you up!! This is only positive!! Because of this I’m gonna get so strong I’m gonna punch all the zombies when the apocalypse starts! Now c’mon”

Remus put his arm around their shoulders and let them lean against his side as he stood up. They kept looking down into the floor the entire time. Janus followed along as they went out into the living room.

He held his head close against theirs and whispered “I know that guilt. We’re not burdens, I promise. Beside now i get to honk honk��

He stared directly into his eyes as he reached out and pretended to honk their shoulder blade. It managed to get a small smile from them.

“Well! I got a kitchen to burn! Jannie? Could you-”

“Yes of course” They quickly stepped in and let Remy lean against them.

Jan led them into the bedroom and helped them down on the bed. The enby sighed and pulled up a wrinkled dress from one of the piles of unclean laundry on the floor.

The weight of the bed shifted while they put it on. They felt Janus lean his head against their spine. His fingers absentmindedly fibbled with the end of the skirt.

“I didn’t dislike the kiss” Remy mumbled out “I just had to like take a sec....I wasn’t ready for you to like not want to...not want to...get something in...return”

“Darling mine, a kiss is already enough. I don’t need anything more than being with you. Besides it’s good. We shouldn’t- It wouldn’t- You and Virgil seem to be very- slightly- a bit codependent and I would feel horrible at best and incredibly manipulative at worst if i somehow worsened that. I don’t think it would be healthy for either of us to attempt to date or have any sort of sexual relationship before you and Virgil have departed ways and you’ve met this lovely thing called professional help”

They could feel his lips grace against their skin as he spoke. Their hand searched around behind them until they felt his warmth. They held onto his hand ever so lightly.

“I’m sorry. If you dare say ‘it’s okay’ another fucking time Girl I’m gonna bite something!”

They could literally feel the sly smile Janus got “Oh honey I’m not against some biting. Vampire affection and all that”

“Girl!! Shut up!! Jasus!!”

They rolled their eyes while biting their tongue to keep back a laugh. Janus moved his free arm around their waist and butted his forehead jokingly against their neck.

“There’s that usual Remy tone”

“High pitched and annoying?”

“High pitched, annoying and lovely”

They leant their head back and looked at him “Can’t we just kiss? Ain’t gotta date just ‘cause we kiss”

Janus hesitated before cracking up into a shining grin and kissing them.

He laid down against the sheets and let Remy cuddle up on top of him. They twirled one of his locs between their fingers while kissing him.

“I’ve never kissed anyone except for Virgil before” Remy murmured out.

“Really? I hope I wasn’t a disappointment then”

“Nah girl. Don’t ya worry. This is like your first non Logie kiss as well right?”

Janus slowly blinked “Not really. I have” He started to count on his fingers.

“GIRL???? You gotta think this long???? Have I been hanging around a player all this time without knowing??????? JANISTER????”

“I think you underestimate how many parties Logan and Patty go to. He likes to bring me with them okay. I’m not against some mingling. Some flirting even! Gasp! I know! How mischievous of them!”

Remy let out a shrill laugh “oh hun I wish like every day could be like this. Just me and my JanJan and my fellow Rem”

Janus nearly held back his words “And Virgil?”

They didn’t respond.

He tried to break the sudden silence “On second thought I think it’s really good you turned me down. I’ve never been with someone with chronic pain before so if you would be fine with it I would like to hear what you and- what you do to prevent pain during intimacy”

Remy squinted at them “......uhhh like...like nothing...???”

“Excuse me?” They waved their hands around “I mean I suppose that feeling pain could be a positive thing during sex even for those with chronic pain! I don’t judge!”

“No! Not like that! I just- Me and Viv haven’t talked about it” They shrugged.

“You haven’t discussed....how not to cause you pain during pleasure acts? Honey I can get the same kind of pains a person would get after a workout the morning after I have done anything. I am unsure if your body is capable to go through that kind of physical activity without triggering some kind of serious pain. Deary I’m so sorry”

“It’s just like a thing that happens in relationships y’know!! Like I just kinda take it and like try to hide my whimpers and stuff to not like ruin the mood so he doesn’t like get annoyed and I try to like hold on so I don’t gotta stop in the middle like very time, and then it’s like over. I’ve never really thought it matters how I enjoy it. It’s just good for when you gotta end a fight or like make him happy or whatever”

Janus held back a grimace “My love, We can leave. Just a reminder. Even if Remus is cooking right now, if you want to leave we Will leave”

“My head hurts whenever I think of him. Everything hurts. Can’t we just go join Remus? I...It hurts”

He pressed a soft kiss to the bruise next to their eye “Of course”

Remus had finished up both the empanada dough and filling. He was putting the filling into the dough and sealing it up all prettily. His movements were slow and his eyes were staring off at the wall.

When he heard their steps, or well Janus steps since they were carrying Remy, he turned and slowly waved at them “dissociating. Dunno why....not in an upset like way so....so don’t like worry”

The smell of Oswald’s axe cologne still lingered around the kitchen from his last visit. As well as the slight smell of ketamine and rohypnol. It wasn’t prominent enough to make Remus notice it but enough to make his subconscious flight response fire up.

Remy sat down on the kitchen floor as Janus asked Remus to show them how to make the empanadas. They took over and let Remus sit down on the floor as well to rest up.

Him dissociating made Remy dissociate as well. Janus had a slight smile on their lips the entire time as he listened to the two of them groggily telling stories to each other. It was all slow downed and interrupted with both of them giggling and gasping at almost everything.

He only stopped babbling with his bestie when Jan needed to know how long the empanadas should stay in the oven. He proceeded to drag Remy out into the living room.

When Janus came out with a plate overfilled with the finished empanadas the Rems had built a blanket fort around the sofa and had put on some incredibly cheesy movie from the 90′s. Most of the dissociation had disappeared as the touch of the soft blankets were really grounding.

They both dragged Janus into the fort. Remus did a whole monologue about welcoming them into the super secret Frightening Fearful Fort.

Remy kissed both of their cheeks “Thanks babes for the food!!!”

Jan and Remus kissed them on each of their cheeks at the same time “You’re welcome darling” “You can pay me back in blood, Worm!!”

Remy used Jan’s tummy as a pillow and let the rest of their body stretch out between his legs. They ate while the movie played. Every now and again they would sneak kisses though Remus just made hand fisted jokes whenever he saw them.

“Awww you lil gross love birbs are sooo cute and disgusting!” Remus awed out while pouting and tilting his head “Now I gotta give 20 dollars to Ro though. She betted you def had a thing going on and I just kept saying we were all just friends”

“We are!” Remy exclaimed back.

“Friends can kiss! I have kissed Patty and we are only platonic friends and steppartners in law!”

Remus started to vibrate “Does that mean you can kiss meeeee? We can send food waste to each others mouths via tongue????”

For some reason Remy and Janus glanced at each other before both shrugging and nodding.

“GaBablaghafucgha” Was the literal noise Remus got out as he for once blushed.

He waved his hands around and tried to hide his red face by pulling his t-shirt over his head.

“Girl we weren’t gonna all sudden kiss you”

“I know!!!”

Just the thought of it actually happening had sent him into a flustered mess. Just daydreaming about it made him melt. He couldn’t handle this.

“AHHH! SlEEP! It IS SLEEPING TIME!! Or else the uhhhh night goblins and the Mean non blue ghosts will come and uhhh devour us and rip out our calcium!!! C’mon!! C’mon!!! SleeEEP!” Remus blurted out to distract from his flushed cheeks.

“You are really inviting yourself into Remy’s bed like that. Rude. Unclassy even. No manners” Janus tsked.

“Bitches I’mma cold ass fucker. I need my two babes warming me up!!”

“YAYAYAYA!”

They all left the dishes and blanket fort for tomorrow. Jan and Remy both quietly reassured their friend that he could leave the bed at any time if being so close to them made him uncomfortable.

None of them bothered to change their clothes. They all just piled up into the bed. Janus was dragged into the middle for cuddle reasons. The Rems curdled up on him from both sides. Remy stole another kiss.

“Goodnight babes!” “Goodnight darlings” “Goodnight sleep tight don’t let the cowboys bite!”

It took a little while to fall asleep because they kept mumbling out silly little half finished sentences and jokingly kicking at each other under the blanket, but once they did fall asleep it was the first time in several months that any of them had slept as peaceful as they did.

Remy woke up in the early mornings. Their body was already tensed up before their eyes had opened. But as soon as they heard Janus’ calm snoring they calmed down.

He was half laying on top of them with his arms closely spun around them. His cheek was smoshed against the top of their head. He looked so happy even with his eyes closed and drool going down his chin.

They could have probably stayed there enjoying the moment until he woke up if it wasn’t for Remus being gone from the bed. He must have tucked the blankets around them closer before he left.

The door to the living room was slightly open, letting in a streak of dim morning light. They could see Remus sitting on the couch with his back against them. They bit the inside of their cheek while thinking.

Remy looked over to the corner of the room and began to whisper “Watchers? You here? Should I like go join Rem? I mean maybe he just like woke up at a reasonable time?? or maybe he like left ‘cause he was uncomfy and it would be super rude of me to intrude????? Ugh. Why does having friends gotta be so complicated. Girl help!”

〚Hi thanks for reading all this. i just wanted to drop in and say that in the original idea for this mini fic remus wasnt there. it was bc of an ask from Snail that he was added and as you can imagine a lot of scenes changed and were added. if y’all ever wonder how much y’alls asks change things. Also i think some people have been away from the blog for a lil bit bc of exams so i hope this mini fic can sit here as a sort of present for when you come back from winning over those darn exams <3 〛

#mini fic #Thanks for the ask!#glow eyes #sanders sides #oh shit tme to fucking hffbhff proofread its 1:30 am jesusfhubskdjjksd

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longeyelashedtragedy · 1 month

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unreal unearth first impressions

i was also unemployed 5 years ago when wasteland, baby! first came out (Patterns!) and listened to it in full and wrote down my first impressions--it's fun to see what i still agree with then and what i don't. i've never actually listened to this album in full so wanted to give it a try! (the wasteland, baby day was extremely aesthetic though--it was very early in the morning and snowing outside!)

de selby (part 1): very mysterious sounding and soft, though i don't love soft songs, when he starts singing in the irish language~ all of a sudden i was like !!!!!!, that was perfect and much needed, and i'm a wild enya stan so am no stranger to this language in music, but this sounded SO BEAUTIFUL. i like how after this moment of Beauty it then transitions to a "darker" sound which goes right into:

de selby (part 2): this was the first of the songs that disconcerted me a little because they sound so "pop" compared to a lot of his other sounds, but the chorus really goes hard. is this a famous song off the album? i feel like i've heard it in places.

first time: i do think this sounds overly produced? i don't like anything with random choruses of violins in the back lol. BUT, the lyrics! the first verse had me:

Remember once I told you about/How before I heard it from your mouth/My name would always hit my ears as such an awful sound?/And the soul, if that’s what you’d call it/Uneasy ally of the body, it felt nameless as a river/Undiscovered underground

francesca: ohh, dante's inferno lol. this is as good as i figured it'd be (very good). just...solid and very good. xhakarteta may 2023 type lyrics, but i knew that already (bestie might have showed me that back in the day? or someone else?). it's actually just so solid all around that i don't have much commentary 😂 i don't think this is the track i'd listen to the most frequently at the moment, but i also should be grabbing my best pair of headphones for this...hold on lol. ok good headphones on now

i, carrion (icarian): coming after francesca makes me think this album was very well designed. this is like the sorbet that rich people eat as palate cleansers between courses in their 184294 course meals. again, a little overproduced? something is reminding me of "recycled air" by the postal service (not a bad thing!) this is very pretty and i feel like it's the kind of thing i will like more in the future.

eat your young: oh, this was a song on the EP lol. weird that the best song (in my opinion!) on the EP (through me) is the only one not on the album proper. uh, i have the same reaction as i did when i first heard it, which is: not sure how to feel about it.

damage gets done: oh this has brandi carlile? who girlies are always talking about but i have no idea who she is and i always confuse her with belinda carlisle from the go-gos. well, she sounds good on this song! this is another song that i'd call "solid." it feels really good to listen to. there's a little bit of an "everybody wants to rule the world" vibe in the instrumentals, and something reminding me of the graceland album--not sure what though. great song! but. part of me is just anticipating:

who we are: omg. the best song on the album. i heard this independently of the rest of the album last week and was INSTANTLY in love. the gorgeous voice, the HUGE chorus, the HUGER ending, the lyrics expressing something important. the chorus made me cry recently because...i relate so hard to them :'( this song is so stupid beautiful guys...also, there's a very fine line between "huge song" and "overproduced" and i'd say this song highlights the difference. i say again, omg! it is also versatile, which not all songs are--works just as well in the coffee shop, in the car, with headphones.

son of nyx: woo hard to focus on anything after who we are. this almost feels like the "as it was" coming after all those upbeat songs on wasteland baby! ok--i do like the backing violins here which is like. Very rare. ohhh it's an instrumental! oh this is nice. i do like the ghost of lyrics coming in and out. wait this was really good and it's getting creepy at the end--i love him playing with these effects.

all things end: woo! i strongly dislike this song lol, to the extent that when i heard it on the EP i've been thinking about it since then because of how much i Don't like it. i mean, lyrically it's fine, it just sounds like a cheesy 90s r&b song. i do think it makes more sense in the context of the album and its sounds, but...it's still a no, largely because of the chorus. sorry tungelr!!!!!

to someone from a warm climate (uiscefhuarithe): the title sounds like a poem i'd try to write about someone lol. this song hits real hard lyrically-- "the awful things we do to make the head go quiet" "As natural as another leg around you in the bed frame" - i'm not one to listen to a song just for lyrics, but i'd do that for this.

butchered tongue: i like the way hozier talks about mouths and tongues. he does that a lot but it's always in a cool way. another slow song, but so pretty. looking through the lyrics (i process things better through reading)--wow, what a topic to write about, and what a beautiful way to word it 😭

anything but: it felt like a more "upbeat" song was coming, and here it is! i was really enjoying this till the chorus drums came in, so let's not think about those. (it felt as jarring as that fuckin BANG! on the chorus of the boxer, lol.) i like the rhyme of "mississippi/liffey"--classic! this is really great except for the drum thing on the chorus, so i can probably forgive it.

abstract (psychopomp): i'm running out of steam lol, i am rarely a "listen to albums in full" person. ohhh this chorus is nice though, really picked me up. this album has A+ post-choruses and like...what do you call it when you sing without words or syllables? it has a lot of that.

unknown/nth: sort of musically neutral, but the lyrics are really great. the "being unknown," what a great concept! i think i'll have to come back to these two lol. i like the slow, pretty outro...there's this sound underneath it that sounds a lot like the end of the "wasteland baby" song which is...one of the best songs, so i like that.

first light: last song! i like the pleasant optimism here, and these lines are really meaningful to me:

Like I lived my whole life Before the first light

this is another Nice Big Hozier Song that doesn't sound over the top. i would definitely listen to this often!

ok so, first impressions: this wasn't as weird as i thought it was going to be. there's definitely a Theme in this album but i haven't figured out what it is. i think in terms of the sound, it's actually more cohesive than wasteland, baby! and it's "bigger," but this isn't good or bad to me, just different. i definitely can't wait to give some of these songs more chances!!!

#bateman blogging #i am highly amateur as a critic lol

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 1 month

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Oh yeah 😬 them going to the hospital xd

😬 Chim

Good on no organs though :D

Oop yeah sideways xD

SLFKGHS Eddie lol xD yeah you idiot

Didn't take anything for the pain 🙄 xd

"No you're not" yeah you idiot xDD Hen slays lol

Okay but he could be doing worse :))

Yeah it will xD

Aww y'all :))

UH OH Hen o.o

Come on girl take care of yourself too 😭😭❤️

😬😬

AWWW MADDIE :'OO :'DD <333

Awww aughww y'all 😭😭🥰🥰

xD Not getting out of it that easily x'd :')

My lovelies <333

Okay phew so Hen's good :'D

Wait unless except for Hen o.o

Ahh yeah except for theirs xD

Okay so yeah Hen's good lol it was just adding her to the list of that scene lol

Yeahh they're idiots like that xD

Lovelies <33

They are the worst patients lol

Yeahh poor honeys :'((

It was pretty wild D: xd

Y'all all are that special kinda crazy xD like I was saying with Maddie and Josh earlier lol

AWW yeah xD the congrats lol :)) <33

Now the relationship issues besties lol

Oof yeah xd

Ope o.o :o

Uh oh

Is something wrong D:?

UH OHH

Ohh nooo

YUP there it is o.o

I mean hey at least Buck's a first responder :D

Nahh he's delivering this baby isn't he xD

Okay okay hopefully they get here

Buck hurryyy she'll end up having it or something at this rate xD

Nahh it's not the paramedics is it lol

OOP hey girlie o.o

Now is not the time for staring at her though xD

LOL yep xd

Ahh so they bond over this I see

Yeah he is a professional xD

9 CENTIMETERS?? GOSH O O

Yeah dang it's coming

Girlie there's no waiting o.o

Gonna be awkward with him not here and this being Buck's biologically though xdd

YOO baby :'DDD

Awww <333

Yeah he's getting attached xd

Awww great job girlie :'))

This was a wild turn of events in two minutes lol xD

Well that was wild o.o

Okay phew he's here now

Please y'all have a stable relationship lol

Awww hug :'))

Nice accuracy for the stuff on Buck's shirt lol

Aww love him :')

Hey y'all two lol

Okay good he's good <3

Ahh yeah a few weeks bc he's early :'/ xd

Ahh yep she felt something, I mean anyone would but yk

Yk sometimes she just rubs me the wrong way

Girlie is it your business lol

I mean it's not unheard of but Buck is just selfless like that :)

I mena his life is super complicated tbf xD

Ahh yeah I was wondering if she'd think it was complicated at that time xd

Oop 👀👀

AYY :DD

Good for you Buck :)))

#9-1-1 #911 #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter #911 6x18

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justatirednightowl · 3 years

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Helping Hands

Pairing: Shy!Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky is a little shy but he wants to know how you put your buns up.

Warnings: Bucky is a little touch starved 🥺 fluff, making him feel relaxed and happy ❤️

Word count: 675

Author’s Notes: I want to thank my bestie @you-expect-too-much for the inspiration for this beautiful piece 🥺 I read one of her fics and it was so beautifully inspiring I couldn’t help myself! 🥺

“How do you do that?” His deep voice startled you slightly. Pulling your eyes away from the book you’re reading, you look up at a curious Bucky.

“How do I do what?” You smile, closing your book and shifting your body under the blanket so you can face him more easily. His eyes linger on the messy bun you have. He pulls his lip between his teeth and releases it before answering.

“That bun? How did you put your hair up in a bun?”

“Oh! It’s actually very easy you just– would you like me to do it for you? It’ll take just a second.” You offer, pulling the spare hair-tie off your wrist. He nods shyly, his eyes averting and looking everywhere but yours.

You motion for him to sit on the floor between your legs. He presses his back against the front of the couch and your fingers gently comb his hair backwards. His hair feels silky soft, it smells like coconut and it’s hard to resist the urge to bury your nose in his hair and take a deep inhale. You resist though, not wanting to freak him out by acting a little too creepy. Bucky still wasn’t used to people touching him. Not even Steve, you would see him flinch and panic slightly from even a gentle pat on his back.

It also took him a very long time to come out of his shell, to even say hello to people. You had to be gentle and you had to be slow. You knew he still had a long way to go, but this was baby steps and you were the only one out of the group making progress with him, something you’re very proud of.

Your nails scrape along his scalp gently to gather the hair, you hear him whimper and for a second you’re afraid you’ve gone too far. You go to pull your hand away when he sighs in contentment, you realise he wasn’t whimpering in discomfort but pleasure.

“You okay, Buck?” Your voice was barely a whisper. You wanted to make sure he was doing okay down there.

“I’m okay.” He sighs, lifting his head up and his eyes close. He looks more than okay, this is the most relaxed you’ve ever seen him.

You do it again, gently scrape your nails to comb his hair backwards. Another whimper and sigh brings a very small smile to your face.

“How high or low do you want your bun?” You ask him, your whispered voice startling him like he had done to you at the beginning. He was spaced out, never felt so relaxed in his life.

“Uh, my hair is a bit short so maybe a low bun? Wait, will I look too girly?” He turns his face to search yours. His eyebrows pinched together and you smile.

“No Buck, you definitely won’t look girly. Man buns are very common these days, especially with men with stubbles and beards - just like you have.” You smile, resisting another temptation to smooth your fingertips over his week-old stubble. Speckles of grey hairs mixed with the darker hairs made you almost feral for this man. If his good looks and staggering height didn’t already win you over.

Bucky faces forward, staring at the white wall while you once again comb his hair for the last time, collecting the loose bits of hair and bringing it down towards the nape of his neck. Once you’re satisfied you have every strand, you tie his hair into a neat man bun.

“All done!” You say with a tap of his right shoulder. He stands and looks in the mirror, admiring your work. He spins on his heels and flashes you a toothy grin. His pearly white teeth are dazzling and there’s an imaginary fist pump that you were the one to make him smile like that.

“You’re amazing! Thank you, doll.” The pet name rolls off his tongue so easily, you ignore the way your stomach feels, like a swarm of butterflies fluttering around. “Don’t know how I would have done it without you.”

“It’s no problem! Anytime you want it in a bun, you’ll know where to find me!”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

From that day forward, Bucky always searched for you and asked you to either brush his hair, tie his hair or even do your signature man bun on him. He took your advice and grew his beard out. The beard accentuated his features more clearly. Since you had confessed to him that you find the whole man bun attractive, Bucky kept his longish hair. Not wanting you to ever stop touching him so gently and so softly.

#bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky fanfic #bucky fluff #bucky barnes fic #bucky fic #bucky drabble #drabble #imagine #imagines #bucky imagine

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pricemarshfield · 3 years

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moments like these

A Figayda angst/hurt/comfort fic. Requested by @sapphic-tuesday even though they only requested it because I love Figayda. (ily bestie) Read on AO3 here.

Prompt: Figayda, angst, hurt/comfort, “You don’t need to stay.” “I don’t need to. But I want to.”

The forest is dark and damp and the worst fucking place Fig has ever been, and she's running as fast as she can to get away from herself. She'd point out how it's way too on the nose if she had any breath left, but as it stands, it's all she can do to keep putting one foot in front of the other, slower and slower.

Eventually she has to just collapse into the nearest bush, hope somehow that's enough stealth even as the crack of the branches seems to echo out for miles and miles. There's a long, long beat, where she thinks, just for a second, that maybe she's done it. Maybe the other her isn't too perceptive, either.

She hears an oddly pitched laugh from right behind her ear, as though she isn't lying on the ground, and when did the branches tangle around her leg? Where'd her bass go? Why did none of her friends even seem to care that someone else took her place--

Fig wakes up with a start, sits up, hits her head against her ceiling which is, of course, the living room floor. Her horns scratch it a bit, but thankfully, her mom won't ever see it. Her crystal says it's 3 in the morning when she checks it, and fuck, she's gonna be stuck in here for awhile if she can't pass back out.

She could send a quick text to the Mordred group chat (the manorlings, despite Ragh vying for 'OWLBEAR HYPE HOUSE') and ask if anyone's up to let her out, but then there'll be questions about why she's up, so she just concentrates on mage hand until she nails the chord and the ceiling opens.

The house feels too empty with everyone asleep, too stifling when she can't make any noise, but there's not exactly anywhere else she can go. Her days of sneaking out in the middle of the night to go to concerts aren't nearly as fun now that she misses her friends the whole time. Also, now people recognize her for being one of Solace's biggest stars or whatever, and that's just kind of a hassle when she's not in the mood for attention.

The living room couch is an old, cracked leather thing, moved from Jawbone's apartment. It's not comfortable in any traditional sense, but there's a groove in it that fits her perfectly, and that's nice, in its own way. Sometimes she misses the couch in the old house. It got burned to hell in the attack on prom night, though, so. The whole house did, honestly; when she went home after everything, the window in her bedroom was shattered, glass all over her bed so that she had to pick up each piece, vacuum up what small pieces she couldn't see. She still woke up with a couple cuts on her legs that she didn't have before, but it was home, even if the posters and the pink wallpaper were both singed, even if the purple comforter she'd had since she was a kid didn't smell like it used to.

The old Faeth house never really felt like home after her horns, sure, but Mordred...

She does like it here. Loves it, when everyone's crowded around the table, Adaine arguing with Kristen about some minute difference in casting, Jawbone telling a wildly off-color story to a confused-but-interested Aelwyn, Sandra Lynn making sure Ayda has enough food on her plate while she blinks back fiery tears.

But it doesn't change the fact that she lived here for all of a day before spring break, and right now the hallways and secret passages and tall ceilings all feel ominous, not exciting anymore.

She turns on the light before her mage hand dissipates, scrolls through the games she has on her crystal. Most of them are things she's had on here back when she liked unicorns and glitter and all those girly things that she never got around to deleting.

It's something to do, at least.

The bright colors are nostalgic in just the wrong way, and she makes it through two minutes of matching pop rocks and cake slices before she's scrolling through the games again, on-edge for no goddamn reason.

"Fig?"

Part of her relaxes against the couch before she's even finished processing the voice as Ayda. "Hey! I didn't think you were staying here tonight."

"I wasn't," Ayda says, looking at her with an expression she can't read at all. She's in a deep blue chemise, like she'd been sleeping before she walked through the enchanted door into Mordred. "I--may I sit?"

"Yeah, of course," Fig says, patting the spot next to her. "Always, babe."

Ayda cries a little as she sits, and Fig wipes the tears away. The first time she tried, when she was a normal tiefling and didn't wear the title of Archdevil, it stung a little, like stepping into a too-warm bath. Now, it feels just like the hint of warmth against her hand, uniquely Ayda and not at all painful. (Which is also uniquely Ayda, to never freak Fig out even when she's in this shitty mood.)

"So," Ayda says. "I was in Leviathan, as I needed to--well, still need to, I've merely decided the task isn't as important--I'm getting sidetracked."

"Yeah," Fig says, and when Ayda stiffens, says, "Not bad! Not a bad thing! It's cute."

"Oh," Ayda says. "I--sorry," and bursts into tears again. Fig wipes them away, kisses her cheek just 'cause she can, kisses the other one because she can feel Ayda's face get even warmer.

"No worries," Fig says, too late, because she's not--this is still new to her. "So what's going on?"

"As you know, I am a divination wizard, though not an Oracle like Adaine, our best friend." Fig nods. "But sometimes my dreams have--not prophecies, but looks into the present, or even occasionally the past."

"Okay," Fig says. "Is there, like, a slumbering demon lord underneath Mordred?"

"No," Ayda says. "I asked a ranger I know in Leviathan to check before he left on a journey to Sylvaire. Unrelated to the Nightmare King. I checked, just to be sure, because I am sure none of us want to deal with that again."

"Mmhm," Fig says, willing herself to keep breathing slow and easy and not tense up like she wants to. It's just Ayda talking about preventing further Nightmare King stuff. The Nightmare King doesn't even exist anymore, they're Cassandra, they're cool. "So, uh, what'd you see in your dream?"

"You," Ayda says. "That isn't uncommon. I dream of you often. You're in more of my dreams than not. Is that strange? Should I not have said that?"

"Not strange," Fig says, sure her cheeks are red rather than pink. "Just--I'm flustered, okay, give me a second."

Ayda nods at her, not smiling but face relaxed in a way that suggests the same feeling. Fig grabs her hand just to ground herself, squeezes it once. There's a moment before Ayda squeezes it back, like she's thinking about whether it's the right thing to do.

"Totally normal," Fig says, just in case.

"Good," Ayda says with one long exhale. "I was worried."

"You know, it doesn't matter to me if what you do is 'normal'," Fig says. "I like you whether what you do is normal or not!"

Ayda nods. "I want to finish my thought, but after that I want to kiss you. That was the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

"You could kiss me and then finish the thought?"

"I would forget," Ayda says, like she doesn't remember everything, like Fig is enough to distract her. Fig can't quite meet her gaze, then, a smile pulling at the corner of her mouth. She squeezes her hand again. Ayda squeezes back immediately. "Um. I'm distracting myself. What was I talking about?"

"Your dream."

"Right. Thank you, Fig. I dreamed about you, and I think it may have been--it was as though I was standing at your bedside. I know it was a dream and not sleepwalking, because I can't actually stand in your room--it's too short and I don't want to set your house on fire. But you seemed upset, and while I don't know if that was real or a dream or not, I couldn't--I couldn't just sit in my room and Leviathan without checking."

"Oh," Fig says. "Um. I'm fine."

"Hm," Ayda says. "You know, you were the one who told me that if people say they're fine, it very rarely means they're fine. I don't understand the logic of it at all, but I trust your insight."

"It's stupid," Fig says, and then, in a twist, bursts into tears herself. "God. It's stupid, I don't even know why I'm upset? Like, it's literally nothing, nothing is going on, I'm just dumb--"

"You are not dumb," Ayda says, and Fig hates herself all the more for the panic she can hear in her voice. "You have taught me so much, and if it matters to you, then it's not stupid. Fig?"

"Yeah," Fig says, voice embarrassingly choked up. She clears her throat as best she can, which isn't very well, since she's still actively crying. "Yeah, I know."

"I don't know what you know," Ayda says. "But I know that when I cry, you wipe my tears away, and I'm going to do the same for you, unless you want to stop me, in which case I won't."

Fig doesn't move, lets Ayda wipe away her tears even though it makes her want to cry more, someone being nice to her right now. "Thanks."

"Any time," Ayda says with the weight of a promise and not at all like the platitude most people would mean. "Do you want to talk about it? It's okay if you don't. I often don't want to talk about the things I'm going through when I'm still going through them."

"I don't," Fig says, because the idea of explaining the nightmare and Mordred and her old house being destroyed and feeling so, so unmoored and stuck all at once makes her want to tear her own hair out. "I don't--you don't need to stay. I'll be okay. If I'm not--if I can't talk about it, you don't need to stay."

"I don't need to stay," Ayda says, carefully, and Fig grips her hand tighter without consciously meaning to. "But I'd like to. If I can."

"I meant it when I said always," Fig says, still not looking at Ayda because she can't.

"Do you want me to?"

"Yeah," Fig says. "I always want you to stay."

Jawbone walks into the room on his way into the kitchen, sees two teenagers holding hands and crying and slightly-burning his couch, and decides he can just get water from the bathroom instead of the kitchen. He's not one to interrupt a moment.

#figayda #fig faeth the insatiable #ayda aguefort #fantasy high #dimension 20 #sapphic-tuesday #request #my fics

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shadow-assassin-blix · 3 years

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It Belongs in a Museum

CHAPTER 2

Indiana Jones Crossover/Bodyguard AU Veracruz x reader

A/N: It’s here. Okay. Warnings. Mentions of many creepy crawlies: spiders, scorpions, and snakes. Some canon violence, nothing graphic. Veracruz makes an appearance at the end and is his snarky self. Umm. No sexy times, not yet.

Ezekiel: i imagined John Boyega and Reina i thought of my bestie whom i love dearly.

Gif by one @thewaythisis

The next day, they woke up before dawn, packing up the jeep before making their way out of the city and into the rainforest. They spent several hours driving, driving well through the night. They stopped only a few times in nearby villages.

They got to a point where the path was too narrow for the jeep to travel. So, they grabbed some of their gear, and began to walk slowly up the trail. They walked for about an hour before coming to a stop to make camp for the rest of the night.

They had a small fire going and were simply using sleeping bags; no tents since they were only going to be there for a few hours. Vixen didn’t bother with unraveling her bag, not wanting to deal with it in the morning, opting to instead use it as a pillow.

As they all rested, sitting down and eating energy bars, drinking water, they made light conversation. She was casually leaning on one hand as she sat, quietly nibbling on her food.

Reina, a beautiful half Puerto Rican woman, stared at her worriedly.

“Hey..uh.. Vix… not to…alarm you or anything… but uhh…. There’s a large spider on your hand,” She slowly informed staring at her hand in horror.

Vixen slowly looked down and lifted her hand up to examine the spider on her hand.

“He’s fine. Just trying to get warm. It can be really cool at night in these regions, so all he wants is warmth,” She lightly stated as she moved her hand back down and let him crawl off and sit near the fire.

“Alright. Get some rest everyone. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow,” Professor Jones ordered as he settled against his pack, tilting his hat over his eyes.

The others got settled in their sleeping bags and Vixen rested against her rolled up bag. Minutes later she could hear multiple snores and light breathing come from everyone else. She stared up at the sky, through the canopy, at the stars.

‘Don’t get to see much of the stars up in Chicago, never seen so many.’ She quietly thought. ‘Wonder if Veracruz likes stargazing? Hm. Doubtful. He’d probably think that to be ‘too girly.’’

Her eyes slowly drifted closed as she her thoughts began to spiral about her handsome one-night stand.

They slept undisturbed until cracks of dawn began to weave through the winding tree limbs around them. As Vixen woke up… she noticed an odd feeling on the side of her face.

“Professor Jones? A little… assistance please?” She croaked out slowly.

“Don’t move. He’s not venomous, but if he bites it won’t be pleasant,” Prof Jones cautioned as he used his rolled-up whip to move the giant spider off her face.

The spider lazily walked off and disappeared into the brush once he was away from her. She then felt the professor move his whip to brush along her back, to knock off his friends.

When she was finally cleared to get up, she brushed herself off and shuddered lightly as she wiped her face.

“Reina. Ezekiel. Time to get up, and start our trek,” Prof Jones called out waking the other two up.

As the 2 of them got up, Vixen stretched and gathered her things. She looked over at Ezekiel who was about to put on his shoes.

“Wait!” She called out, rushing over to him.

She grabbed the shoe out of his hand, and slowly turned it upside, punching the bottom of his sole a few times. After a moment, a large scorpion popped out.

“If you take anything off, be sure to check it before you put it back on. Anything and everything will crawl into it to make a home in it,” She warned as she handed him his shoe again.

“How the hell do you know that?” He asked staring at his shoe in disgust.

“Had 4 of Professor Jones classes and was his TA for a year. Trust me. You’ll pick up on a lot. So, when he talks, listen. You’ll learn so much. It might seem absolutely useless, but it can be lifesaving,” She said with a laugh as she shoveled some dirt to put out the fire that was still simmering from last night.

A few minutes past and everyone was ready to go. They began to follow Prof Jones up a winding path, through deep vegetation. Every so often he would leave a marker to note their path.

About an hour had passed and they came up to a large stone structure. It was shaped to be a doorway, but the door itself was blocked off.

“This is the structure that was seen from a plane?” Reina asked tilting her head looking at it.

“Indeed. From the looks of it, if this was indeed a temple at one point, the forest has slowly consumed it. Shrouding it in its own mystery. It’s possible that a great portion of it buried underground. We will see once we start exploring,” Prof Jones explained walking closer up to the structure.

“So, if we can’t go through it, maybe we should go above it? Reina, ya wanna go with me?” Vixen asked as she moved forward.

She dropped her pack, and grabbed her flashlight, and a handful of other supplies, stuffing them into the pockets of her pants. She stood just below the edge of the structure and took a deep breath.

She then jumped up, to grab ahold of the edge, and pulled herself up slowly. She got up there after a moment of struggle, before turning around to hold her hand down for Reina to take.

Reina after dropping her pack and grabbing similar items, looked around quickly and held up a finger, a silent ‘wait a minute.’ She walked over to the side and grabbed two long, study limbs and handed them to her one by one, before reaching up to join her.

Vixen set the limbs aside and pulled Reina up gently. Once the both of them were up they grabbed a limb and used them to gently tap for any weak spots as they walked along the top. They walked about 20feet before they reached a large gap.

Vixen looked down, moving to squat, squinting trying to see in the dark.

“There’s… something moving down there,” She quietly noted.

“Got a flare on you?” Reina asked as she squatted down with her.

Vixen nodded and reached into one of her pockets, and lit it, before tossing it down. The flare illuminated the room below and showed off the 100s of snakes that were chilling around what appeared to be an altar.

“Go ask Ezekiel if he still has that bottle of vodka on him,” Vixen requested with a grimace.

Reina made her way back to the guys, following her same footsteps back, before rejoining her a minute later.

“Alright oh brilliant one, what we about to do here?” Reina teased as she handed over the bottle.

Vixen laughed, “Not really brilliant… just uhh. A little crazy.”

She opened the bottle up and poured the bottle out both onto the center of the altar, and accidently onto some of the snakes surrounding it.

“Got any matches, hot stuff?” Vixen teased back.

Reina playfully glared at her and pulled out her book of matches from her breast pocket on her shirt. Vixen took the book and grabbed one match, quickly lighting it before dropping it down onto the altar. The vodka lit, and a path of flames formed from underneath the altar down a hallway. Several snakes were burned, but the fire scared the rest of them way, clearing the path.

“Ouch. Harsh,” Reina said with a wince.

“I feel… slightly bad about that, but it was the only way to safely clear them,” Vixen admitted with a frown.

They decided to then drop down from there, grabbing their flashlights as they began to follow the path that was illuminated by the flames.

Reina was examining the walls as they walked, “There’s art drawn on here. Do you think it’s Aztec or Incan?”

“Hard to tell to be honest. If there was writing maybe, but these walls have seen a lot of moisture, so much of the art is worn down,” Vixen replied staring at them as well.

They continued walking in silence for a time, walking down this one hallway.

“Is it me… or does it feel like we are going down at an angle?” Vixen eventually questioned, glancing down at her feet.

Reina nodded in response, “Think we should wait for the guys?”

“Nah. They are probably behind us anyway. Or about to catch up. Prof J doesn’t like snakes so hopefully none of them came back,” Vixen noted with a sigh.

“Doesn’t like snakes?” Reina asked stopping mid-step.

“Phobia. Something about being on a circus train and falling into the car that stored the snakes, when he was a teenager. Hasn’t liked them since,” Vixen answered with a small laugh.

Reina shuddered in response, and said, “I don’t blame him.”

They continued walking, quietly talking about old classes and such, when the pathway opened up. They were suddenly looking at a long winding rope bridge, and darkness all around them. They glanced up and could see an opening, but all that could be seen were trees.

“We are in a ravine. Fun. Great. Not terrifying at all,” Vixen quietly muttered looking around.

“I don’t like this. I think we should wait for the guys now,” Reina requested backing up slightly.

Vixen nodded in response, agreeing with her. It didn’t take long for Prof Jones and Ezekiel to catch up to them.

“Ladies. Have fun?” Ezekiel teased as he joined them.

Professor Jones stepped forward and scrutinized the bridge before them.

“We are going to take this one at time. Once we have a proper base setup, we will make improvements to this bridge, but until then, I don’t want any of you trekking across this alone, got it?” He ordered looking at each one of us.

The three of them nodded in response and watched with trepidation as he began walking across the bridge. There were several moments where they gasped as a board fell out from under his foot. After what felt like a lifetime, when in reality it was like 10 minutes, he made it to the other side.

“Alright! One at a time guys!” He called over to us, his voice echoing slightly.

Ezekiel goes next, muttering to himself ‘this is some dumb white people shit.’

Reina stared at the bridge worriedly and said, “I… I don’t know if I can handle going alone.”

She was wincing at every creak and groan of the bridge as Ezekiel walked.

“Listen… I’ll be right behind you. Those guys are twice our weight and made it over, we can do it too. Just move slowly, and don’t focus on anything but your feet,” Vixen tried to reassure as Ezekiel made it over.

Reina nodded her head, and slowly began to step forward. She had made it about halfway when her foot suddenly fell through a board. She screamed at the sudden drop and was clutching onto the bridge tightly, not moving.

The bridge shook some, and once it had slowed down, Vixen slowly made her way over to her.

“Don’t move Reina. I’m coming. I got you,” Vixen called out as she got closer.

Once she got up to her, she quietly stated, “Reina. I’m right here okay? I’m going to pull your foot out and then we are going to get up okay?”

Reina, after a moment, nodded. Vixen gently reached for Reina’s leg, and once she got a firm grip, slowly lifted it back up. Reina helped as much as she could, trying to move her leg and foot out of the way. Once her foot was free, they took a deep breath.

Vixen slowly stood up, and helped Reina get up, without shaking the bridge too much. Reina winced in pain, as she tried standing on her foot.

“We’ll check it out once we are over this, okay? C’mon. Lean against me and we will get out of here,” She said, wrapping one of Reina’s arms around her shoulder.

The walk was now a hobble and it took a while for them to get across the bridge but once they were, Ezekiel immediately took over for Vixen, and helped her take a seat on the ground.

Ezekiel then began to apply first aid treatment to her foot.

“You two good to stay here for a moment? There should be another path out of here. We are going to go on up ahead and see if we can find it. If you feel strong enough, catch up. If not, stay here and rest. We will be back before you know it,” Prof Jones informed them, concern lacing his features.

Vixen stared at Reina with concern before slowly following Prof Jones down the path before them.

“Not the best start to an adventure,” Prof Jones muttered.

“Could’ve been worse though?” Vixen offered with a shrug.

He gave a small chuckle as they continued on. They soon came into a large atrium and could see many paths leading from the center. They looked at each and sighed, before going to each tunnel to try and figure out where it led.

The first two were dead ends, and they marked an X in the dirt, to notate it. The third path led to a stairway that went further down. They decided that that was a path they would explore more at a later time. The last path was a long hallway that led to set of stairs that went up, but there was no door.

As they further examined it, they noticed that a section of the ceiling was made of wood. The both of them then, using whatever means necessary, began to shove at the wood. The wood wobbled several times, and it creaked and squeaked. They could hear roots snapping and dirt shifting. As the wood began to give way and opened, they could see cracks of sunlight breaking through as they were covered in dirt.

It took several more minutes, but soon they had pushed open the newly found double doors and were now staring at large statues hidden by the rainforest. They dusted themselves off as they move forward.

“This doesn’t look Incan to me professor,” Vixen stated as she moved a little closer examining the statues.

“It’s not. It’s Muisca. They were the most prominent of ancient civilizations here in Colombia. Incans did have an influence in this area, but it was not until about 13th century or so,” Prof Jones explained looking at the statues with reverence.

“Muisca? El Dorado?” She asked making the first connection that she remembered from class.

“Yes. The very same. Don’t get too excited though. I doubt we’ve stumbled upon on El Dorado. This is more likely either a center of worship, or it could be a small part of a much larger city,” He replied with a chuckle, shaking his head.

Vixen nodded in understanding and then looked around for a moment.

“How far do you think we are from where we started?” She asked looking in the direction that they came out from.

“Probably a good mile. The ravine we wound up in could be much larger than it appeared. So, we are going to have find out just how far off the path we’ve gotten. But first, let’s go get Ezekiel and Reina,” Professor Jones answered looking back down the stairs.

“No need. We are here,” Ezekiel’s voice called out as he and Reina came into the light.

Reina walked with a slight limp and had a hand on Ezekiel’s shoulder for support as they walked up the stairs.

The two of them looked at Reina with concern and were about to ask her how she was doing but she spoke before they could.

“Just an annoying scratch, no sprain yet. Vix, thanks for coming after me,” Reina explained before expressing gratitude to Vixen.

Vixen smiled at her brightly, relieved.

They took a moment to rest and relax before they made an hour-long trek back to where they began. The ravine was in fact much larger than it appeared, and they had to find a safer route around it. By the time they had reached the beginning, it was midday and painfully warm.

They began to clear as much as they could in the surrounding clearing, to safely put-up tents. Once their camp had been made, they made a game plan on what they needed to do first starting tomorrow. As they spoke, they were unaware of the eyes that watched them from afar. The guys made a plan to get the last of the gear from the jeep before the light left them.

As they left, Reina and Vixen began to setup a canopy, for them to have as a station for their gear and maps. They also got a campfire pit setup but did not light it. They eventually had settled down, sitting around the unlit campfire, telling each other more stories

Halfway through one story, Vixen heard a twig snap, and felt strange. She looked around, suspicious.

Reina stopped speaking as she noticed her behavior and slowly realized why Vixen was acting strange. The rainforest was eerily quiet.

Vixen got up and walked over to one of the bags and pulled out a machete, motioning for Reina to get behind her. They started walking back toward the structure looking everywhere. They heard a shout, followed by rapid gunfire. They dropped down as bullets rained over them.

It went on for several minutes before it stopped, and more shouting was heard. They couldn’t make out what was said, but soon enough they heard more yelling, this time from more familiar voices.

“Reina! Vixen!” Came Prof Jones and Ezekiel’s voices.

They could hear movement, sounds of several people rushing away, as the two of them came back to the base.

The two of them were shaking hard as they slowly lifted their heads up as the coast cleared. The guys checked them over as they came up to them. Reina was fine, Vixen had been grazed by a bullet on her arm. The wound was quickly cleaned and stitched afterwards.

As Ezekiel took care of her arm, Prof Jones made some phone calls.

“So, you glad you got that first aid and CPR training Zeke?” She lightly joked as she tried to calm down.

Ezekiel laughed and shook his head, “Glad I haven’t had to use it on myself. But so far, these are not terrible injuries. Let’s hope this is the worst it gets.”

She nodded in agreement as Professor Jones walked up to them, “Alright. By tomorrow morning, we will have a local unit come in and offer additional protection. You sure the both of you are okay?”

Vixen nodded and Reina, after a moment quietly said, “Yeah.”

“Alright. Let’s uhh. Eat and rest up,” He said with a tired sigh, before walking over to the designated food bag. They ate mostly in silence, and then made their way to their tents.

As night fell, Vixen felt a bit on edge, and was having a hard time relaxing long enough to fall asleep. She had almost given up when she heard Reina softly call her name. Vixen told her to come in, and as she did, she noticed Reina had her pillow and a blanket.

“Can’t sleep either,” Reina softly said. “Safety in numbers.”

Vixen nodded, feeling a wave of relief as Reina settled in next to her. As they both laid down, Vixen took a shaky breath in and tried to slow the racing of her heart. Reina, slowly reached over, and took Vixen’s hand into hers. She gave it a small squeeze, trying to give some comfort. Vixen after a moment squeezed hers back, and that’s how they eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, they woke up to the sound of Ezekiel tripping over a pan as he tried to make breakfast. They both snorted and giggled quietly, trying not to laugh too hard. Reina soon got up and made her way back over to her tent, so the both of them could get dressed and ready for the day.

Vixen ate a little bit, before going about her assigned task for the day. Ezekiel and Reina were going to go find a watering source nearby, and Prof Jones was going to wait for military unit and lead them up to us via walkie talkies. Vixen was going to go through and light up what she could in the tunnels, leading up to the bridge. Afterward, they were going to see if there were other openings to the main center, besides the bridge.

As she began to set up lights and make torches, she quietly examined the art on the walls. She could not make much out of them, but it appeared to show some form of worship, particularly to the sun, or a sun god.

It hadn’t taken her too long to get the hallway lit, so she quietly took photos of everything she saw.

As she did that, she heard Professor Jones call out to her, asking her to come out.

She made her way back over to the camp where several men with guns, in military uniform had appeared.

She could see the professor speaking to one of the men, and as she made her way over to them, she felt her brain short-circuit. It was Veracruz.

“Ah. This is one of my students, Y/N, but most call her Vixen. Vixen this is Comandante Veracruz,” Prof Jones introduced.

She blinked rapidly as she heard his title and name that confirmed she was not hallucinating. She slowly reached her hand out to shake.

“Pleasure to meet you, Comandante,” She greeted, surprised her voice didn’t crack.

“Pleasure is all mine, Vixen,” He replied with a smirk, his eyes roving over her up and down.

She noticed his gaze stop at the bandage on her arm and took note that it darkened, something akin to fury.

“Is this why we were called up here?” He asked motioning to her arm.

“Yes. Several men took position about 20ft back, and fired upon her and Reina,” Prof Jones explained quickly. “It was sheer luck that this was the only injury sustained.”

“Not necessarily. If they didn’t make themselves known, they clearly wanted to scare you off. If they wanted them dead, they would be. It is quite possible that they may come back,” Veracruz warned as he waved to his men. “I’m going to get them in their positions, I also don’t want any of you going off without an escort. I want either me or one of my men with you at all times.”

As he said that, Ezekiel and Reina had returned, and had been successful in their trip to find water. They noted where it was on the map, before Prof Jones caught them up on what was going on. Vixen tried to focus on the conversation at hand but found her gaze drifting over to Veracruz as he ordered his men.

Seeing him in his position of power was a major turn on and she was not okay. Her mind kept drifting back to their one-night stand.

Veracruz eventually joined them with three other men. Prof Jones quickly introduced him to Ezekiel and Reina.

“I am Comandante Veracruz, this is Horacio, Rene, and Tadeo. The four of us will be guarding each of you. Horacio, you will be with the professor, Rene with Ezekiel. Tadeo with Reina. Which.. leaves me with you, Vixen,” He assigned turning to each person as he said their name.

When he turned to look at her, his eyes almost dared her to protest. She didn’t. She just nodded her head, even though internally she was screaming.

“I ask that the four of you wait here, while we get ourselves setup, and do a quick perimeter check,” He said in a tone that didn’t leave room for arguing.

By the time his men were done with that, it was late in the day, and any plans to find another safer entrance to the other side of the underground temple, was halted. The three of them were mildly annoyed by it.

“We are not exploring the rainforest in the dark, most animals go hunting at this time. It’s safer to just stay nearby,” Prof Jones explained since we were all annoyed.

Vixen did a small eyeroll, before getting up and grabbing her camera. “I’m going to finish my photos, then.”

As she made her way back inside, she briefly heard Veracruz swear in Spanish before running to catch up to her.

“And just where do you think you are going?” He asked, moving to stand in front of her.

“Inside. I have work to do. I’m not letting a… babysitter get in the way of it,” She stated with narrowed eyes.

“Babysitter?” He repeated annoyance lacing his features as she moved past him.

As she made her way inside, he followed after her. She took a few more photos, and as she stopped to look at them, she failed to notice that he had crept up beside her. He took the camera out of her hand suddenly and set it on the ground away from them.

As she moved to protest and tried to reach for it, he pinned her against the wall. Her hands were trapped between their bodies as he pressed himself firmly against her.

“Babysitter? Really?” He mocked slightly, his hand reaching up to brush her hair out of her face. “I am here as a favor, princess. I could very easily, leave you to the wolves. Do not mock my authority.”

She shuddered slightly as his tone got darker. She muttered, “I’m sorry. Can I have my camera back please?”

“Hmmm. I don’t know… I quite like the position we are in. Maybe I should see just how quiet you can be?” He whispered into her ear as one of his hands ran up her side.

She shivered at the thought and stared up at him. She bit her lip at the thought. He even leaned in close, acting like he was going to kiss her.

“Then again that wouldn’t be very professional of me,” He teased as he pulled away, picking her camera back up. “Finish your photos, Princess.”

She blinked at the sudden loss, and stared at him, her jaw dropped. She closed it after a moment, took a deep breath to calm her racing thoughts. She took her camera away from him, and finished up her photos, now painfully aware of him and his presence.

She was slightly embarrassed that she would’ve willingly let him do whatever he wanted to her a moment ago. She didn’t care that his men and her team were only 20ft away from their location.

Once she was done, they started to move back to the base. He made subtle touches to her as they did. His hand would brush against hers, or he would needlessly help her step over fallen trees and limbs, pulling her close to him.

She had one thought as she rejoined the group, ‘This is going to be a long project.’

#veracruz x reader #comandante veracruz #indiana jones crossover #bodyguard au

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staliasjeronica · 3 years

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Riverdale S5 Ep17 Thoughts *Spoilers*

Thoughts under cut to keep tag clean :)

- I just have to say that in the minute I was on twitter, all I heard was negativity for this ep so… here we go kids…………..

- Tabitha and Betty look good af but also do NOT split up dumbass?? But we know you probably will anyways because you’re an idiot.

- Chime your sponsorship isn’t subtle

- CHAD TAKING THE PEMBROOKE? Uh, no… doesn’t her mother own it?

- “All I need is Archie” um… what? Girlie no he’s not what you need, you need Reggie or Jughead!

- That short Tabitha scene felt so rushed and unneeded and awkward

- Britta 🥺❤️

- Veronica doesn’t love Archie she just wants familiarity and safety aka Archie...

- Kev Kev asdfghjkl;

- Oh no mystery and Bughead I’m gonna vomit… BUGHEAD IS AWFUL AT INVESTIGATING TABITHA NOOOO you’d be better off with Veronica and Toni tbh

- CHAD FHAJKDSFHDKSB he really thought he could just come after a sergeant point blank huh that’s so funny

- “Lover” …….. Veronica you don’t love him! Stop being a dumb bitch! Bu there calling Chad a little bitch muah! Why can’t she say that to Betty?

- Anyways since when have Varchie been dating though like—

- Ew Varchie no one wants you!

- Worshipping the elements… so Wicca!

- Kevin finally out of the culty religion <3 just don’t go back to Fangs please

- This episode seems like a fever dream… like all this Barchie and Jabitha and Veggie build up all to randomly have Varchie and Bughead be the focus after showing that they don’t want to be together?!?!?!

- Alice 😭😭😭

- The Fangs and Toni scene <3 I love this sm honestly like some backstory with their coming out and ACTUAL bonding literally no one else other than Choni and Jabitha can relate

- also BI FANGS <3

- Hiram just has a bomb laying around… k…

- “What the heck was that?” if you hear a boom in a cave/tunnel you don’t stand there you RUN dumbass

- The Mothman… HELPED Lerman?

- Bughead investigating is still so boring and annoying.

- SO IS NO ONE GONNA TELL BETTY AND JUGHEAD ABOUT ARCHIE???

- OOF ERIC LOOKING FUCKED UP

- Betty being related to that trucker… Riverdale is just filled with people related to Betty and Cheryl Jesus Christ

- No Bughead being alone ugh

- OH SHIT VERONICA JUST FUCKING CLOCKED HER DAD! Took long enough for her to do that, it’s been four fucking seasons my god

- Oh this is the scene we saw earlier! It was so good but since it’s all about Archie it kind of demeans it smh

- God this plot is so fucking dumb… why did we have to get writers who can’t write?

- Toni is the one to tell Betty? What the fuck?

- Bingo’s actor is cute

- Wait so why is no one telling Betty, the girl Archie actually loves, about him being trapped in the mines?

- So Fangs DOES have a mom muah TONI WITH A TASER MUAH

- Since when did Cheryl’s weird religion plotline become the most interesting part of this episode/the show...

- Now where the fuck did the line of people who were moving rocks go

- I was so excited for this Veronica centric episode but not like this, shoving VA down our throat after baiting Barchie and Veggie. But anyways when Veronica kills Chad yup yup dark!Veronica here we go I guess even though that’s what she never wanted. It took twenty years for Chad to die, Hiram next?

- Just GET RID OF HIRAM you have him detained my fucking GOD

- “and waiting for me” shut up Veronica

- “you’re no longer a threat to me” but… he’s a threat to the entire town, to ARCHIE? God they can’t get rid of Mark can they

- Why does Riverdale always finish all of their awful plots a few episodes before the end of the season

- TONI!? OH SHIT FANGS STEPPED IN A BEAR TRAP?

- Now Betty why are you shooting at thee chest plate knowing it won’t do anything?

- Betty almost being choked out damn we could have been free from her

- That smashing sound ew

- The parallel of Fangs rubbing Toni’s feet and now his being managed up

- Tangs besties raising a baby together platonically

- Wasting cute romance moments on VA literally so disgusting why why why

- okay Hiram lmao whiny bitch

- Polly actually being dead </3 My SweetPolly heart. Also now the twins have no parents :))))))) God Polly deserved so much better than this

- Polly’s ghost… okay???

- Jabitha fake dating to real emotions yes I agree

- Veronica asking Archie to move in????????????

- God all that bait… for them to have this ep focus soon bhva literally why LET THEM BE FREE

#Riverdale #Thoughts #Spoilers

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liliesoftherain · 4 years

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My Hero Academia Main 3 Boys x Reader

Ch.3 Class Rep & Field Trip Time

Ch.1 Ch.2

Here’s part three! I made a sketch of how I think the readers hero outfit looks if you wanna check it out. I can’t draw for shit so I’m sorry the picture sucks.Thanks for reading!

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The next morning wasn't any less exciting, as it seemed the media was finally taking action of AllMight's new teaching role. You saw many journalists one morning when you were trying to make your way onto the campus, and thankfully saw someone you knew.

"Bakugou! Wait up!" You shouted, jogging to walk side by side. He didn't really slow down, but he gave you a quick glance to let you know he at least sees you. He looked pretty grumpy so you didn't say anything else.

"Excuse me kid! Are you in AllMight's class?" A reporter lady with brown hair in a pantsuit cut you guys off, shoving a microphone straight into Bakugou's face. He was about to walk around, but she stayed firmly in front of him.

"Hey wait, aren't you that Sludge villain kid?" You saw Bakugou tense up, and it finally clicked. That kid was Bakugou. It had to be, the same spiky blond hair and explosions. You only saw it on the news and briefly heard your father talk about it, so you really didn't give it another thought when coming to school.

Although it looks as he really didn't want to remember, as his body went stiff and he glared at the lady.

"Walk away. Right now." She ignored him as he walked forward, instead cutting you off from walking with him.

"What about you girly, got any information your boyfriend here didn't want to share."

"My-my boyfriend?" You face flushed. People thought you guys were together?! You were just walking into school! What guys and girls couldn't be friends?

She held the mic close to you face, smirking at the flustered look. You wanted to walk around but she was staring you down, and after that comment you couldn't think clearly enough to move.

A hand grabbed your wrist and yanked you away from the stares, you glanced up and saw Bakugou dragging you away, his mouth set in a firm line at the reporters.

"You're all leeches, get out of here." You looked back and saw they went straight onto targeting someone else, poor Mr. Aizawa. At least he'll set them straight.

You were still being pulled along in his tight grip, you noticed that his hand almost felt cold compared to yours, even with his explosive quirk. Since your body temperature was higher than most due to the way you stored your light.

"Uh thanks Bakugou, you saved me from being trampled." You voice must've snapped him out of whatever daze he was in, because he dropped your wrist faster than you could blink.

"Shut up glitter bomb, you weren't moving fast enough and I wanted to make sure you didn't say some stupid shit." You laughed at his grouchy response, and walked side by side with him in silence till you reached the classroom.

You were surprised when he slowed down and let you walk in first. While he didn't do anything chivalrous and hold the door open, it was still thoughtful to let you go first. So you just thanked him and paid no mind to it, shuffling to your seat waiting for class to start.

When class finally did start, Mr. Aizawa began to congratulate you all on the combat training that occurred yesterday.

"I saw the video feeds and went over each teams results. Bakugou." Mr. Aizawa stared hard at him. You looked over, and couldn't see his face due to sitting behind him.

"You're talented, so don't sulk like a child about your loss okay." You heard him huff before looking towards the window, his face still hidden from view so you didn't know exactly how he felt.

"Yeah whatever."

"And Midoriya." Deku's body jolted in surprise, then you saw the nervous look from waiting to be chewed out.

"It seems you only won was by messing up your arm again. Work harder, and I don't want the excuse of you not having control of your quirk. It;s already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body training here."

"But, it will be a useful quirk once you get a handle on it." You saw Izuku shoot up with a smile, glad to have been praised, even if the tiniest bit. It was hard to receive praise from your teacher so you felt happy for him.

"Right!"

"Let's get down to business, our first task, will decide your future."

The whole class froze in anticipation. What could it be? Another type of quirk test?

"You all need to pick a class representative." You all sighed in relief, not knowing if you could handle another fight between classmates so soon.

The entire class went into an uproar about who should be the class officer.

"Pick me guys! I wanna be class rep!" Kirishima shouted while standing, you dragged him back in his chair while he grinned over at you.

"Sorry but I'm just so excited, it would be amazing from my transcripts!"

"Yea I get what you mean, my dad was the class officer his time here too. I'd like to follow in his footsteps!" You say back just as eagerly.

"Woah really, your dad went to U.A?"

Before you could answer you were cut off by Iida yelling about his method of choosing the class representative.

"Therefore, the most logical way to figure this out is democratically. We will hold an election!"

While some others protested, you agreed it was the best way to figure this out civilly. With Aizawa's uncaring permission, you got to vote.

The scores were written up on the board, and you were surprised to see Midoriya had 3 whole votes.

"Wow Izuku, looks like you're the winner huh?" You gave him a smile. He looked shocked and was yelling about not knowing how he got the job.

"Okay you idiots! Who voted for him!" Bakugou stood up and glared around the classroom.

"Well (y/n), looks like you'll have to keep Midoriya in check! Sucks that you beat me again." Kirishima slapped your back playfully, even with a frown on his face.

"What are you.." You trailed off, looking at the board to see that you had came in the second spot with two votes.

"Holy crap who did that." You wondered out loud. Kirishima shoved you towards the front, and you found yourself standing next to a shaking Izuku, who had an ugly look on his face.

"Alright the class rep is Midoriya, and the deputy is Hakamata." You stood straight, steeling your nerves as you stared out at the sea of your peers. Izuku couldn't stop shaking so you nudged him and whispered,

"Hey calm down, you're going to be fine."

"Really? This isn't a mistake?" You sighed, putting a hand to your temple. Izuku was a good person, but you knew this was going to be a painful year.

You heard Kirishima yell from the back of the classroom he could get behind you and Midoriya as officers. As well as someone else agree you handled yourself really well during the training exercise.

Lunch rolled around as you sat next to Mina, waiting for the other guys to show up. You all seemed to form a little rag tag group.

"Oh bestie I'm so proud of you!" She gushed, even though you barely knew her she seemed attached to the hip to you. You couldn't be upset, because you actually really liked having a female friend, and she was very sweet to you.

"Thanks Mina, I hope I can make everyone proud. I can't wait to tell my dad about this position."

"I'm sure he'll be proud! There's no way he won't be!"

An alarm sounded off, and you were confused as to why it was. You've never heard this alarm before and got worried.

"Level 3 security breach! Please all students evacuate the building in an orderly fashion!"

Level three, breach of security? You saw everyone get up and rush out of the cafeteria. You pulled Mina behind you, holding onto her so she wouldn't get dragged away. It was so crowded, and people were shoving and screaming. You fought you way along the side of the wall where the windows were, to at least not be surrounded on all sides. You looked outside to see what kind of danger everyone could be in and only saw, the press?

"It's just the press!" You heard someone yell, and saw Iida.

"Iida! We have to let everyone know!" He saw that you noticed as well and nodded at you.

"I was afraid there was some type of attack on the school! Don't worry everyone-oof!" He was slammed against the window and you gasped.

"Here Mina, climb on the window sill, be careful!" You helped her up, and she looked scared.

"Where are you going?!"

"I have to help Iida!" You shoved your way through the crowd and helped Iida back to his feet.

"We need to find a way to make everyone listen!" He yelled impatiently. You heard a scream and saw Ochaco being dragged away. You quickly held your hand out and pushed yourself towards her. Trying to grab a hold and pull her towards you, it worked, and you dragged her against the current of the students. She held onto you and Iida both, and when you looked up you saw his face change.

"Uraraka, I need you to use your quirk! Make me float above the other students! (y/n), set off a light blast to push me towards the front of the students and hopefully get their attention!"

You both agreed and Ochaco slapped his hand and he lost his gravitational pull. He jumped up and you pushed him forward, letting out a blast of bright light following him. Most students stopped to see what was going on, a flying man with a bright light flying by.

Your push had him twisting in the air before he caught onto the bar by the exit sign for support.

"LISTEN UP, EVERYTHING IS OKAY! IT'S JUST THE MEDIA OUTSIDE, EVERYTHING'S FINE. THERE'S NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT! As U.A. students we can't let fear get to us." You stared in awe as he made the entire room quiet, and you yelled out as well.

"Please! Everyone exit in an orderly manner! We can't let someone get hurt by all this shoving! Walk towards the exits and watch out for anyone on the ground!"

People listened as they all made a slow exit, heading back to the classrooms. You stayed by the doors and made sure everyone got out safely and with no foul play. Watching through the window as the police arrived.

Once back in the classroom, you sent Iida a smile before walking towards the front, a shaking Izuku not far behind you.

"C'mon Izuku, let's get started." You smiled at him, hoping it would calm his nerves.

"Uhm yea! So uh, we got to figure out the other class officers! But uh, first off.." He looked down, "There's something I have to say. I think Tenya Iida should be out class rep!" Your mouth dropped open, forming a small 'o' as he continued to praise Iida for his support during the crisis situation. You grinned and agreed.

"Without Iida we still would be in a panic, I agree with you Midoriya if that's what you really want."

"Yeah, you know what. If (y/n) even agrees I'm good!" Kirishima grinned at Iida. "You manned up and took charge, even though you looked like the exit guy sign."

"If Midoriya is nominating me for this job," Iida stood, hand raised high, " I accept!"

"That was a very kind thing to do Izuku." You smiled at him, and he laughed back.

"It's only the right thing. You two will make a great team, just like how you proved that today!"

You continued on with class duties, picking out other officers before the time came and it was for hero training!

"I wonder what we have going on today." You looked at Sero, who was looking bored, waiting for Aizawa to continue the lesson.

"Who knows, I hope it's some more training, I want to keep getting stronger!" Kirishima started throwing air punches.

"Well I hope it's something a little different, being a hero isn't just about fighting you know." You shot back.

"Quiet down." Mr. Aizawa interrupted.

"Today's training will be a little different," You smirked smugly at Kirishima for being right, he just rolled his eyes. "you'll have three instructors. Myself, AllMight, and another faculty member will be keeping tabs on you. "

"Wow three pros. That's pretty cool."

"Sir, what kind of training is this?" Sero asked.

"Rescue," Aizawa held out a card much like AllMight did the day prior. "You will be dealing with natural disasters and such."

"Wow disasters huh? Sounds like a big workout." Denki said, looking perplexed, even more so when Mina yelled back at him how amazing it was going to be.

"It's real hero stuff, " Kirishima patted Denki on the back. "It's what separates the men from the boys."

"Hey!" He pouted. "I'm a man!"

"Yea okay dude," Kirishima laughed and pointed at you. "(y/n) is way more manlier than you, try to prove me wrong." You snickered back and high-fived the redhead while Denki pouted at the both of you.

"You guys are mean."

"Hey, I wasn't finished." The class quieted down from Mr. Aizawa's stern voice. You guys looked back at him, his face made it clear he was exhausted with you all.

"What you wear in this exercise is up to you, I would choose carefully. Seeing as even though you're excited about your costumes, remember you aren't really used to them, it could even hinder your abilities." Aizawa pressed the remote and all of the cases for your costumes came out.

"We'll have to take a bus to get there since this training is at an off campus facility. Get ready and let's go."

You all got up to grab your suits, and went to change in the locker room.

"You're costume is super cute (y/n)! I wish mine was better, and maybe not so skin tight." Ochaco laughed, rubbing her arm self consciously.

"I still think it looks really cool on you! Not as much as mine, but mine is the best here! Look at the colors!" Gushed Mina. She twirled around and began to pose, causing you both to laugh.

"It looks great yes, both of yours do! Mine is mainly so I don't overheat myself."

"That reminds me, how exactly does your quirk work (y/n)?"

"Well," You started, explaining to every girl who were now gathered around you.

"I take the property of light, and manipulate the chemical formula, so in a sense I can go back and forth from making a light from a solid to its original form. Even almost making myself light, that's how I was able to run so fast."

"It's really fascinating to hear about everyone's unique quirks, don't you guys agree?" Momo questioned thoughtfully.

"Like, in some way's quirks can be similar yet at the same time at a whole other level. Like when someone can lift make small objects float, to the extreme like you Uraraka, who can cancel out the gravitational pull of just about anything and make that float." You all muttered in agreement with Momo, it really was kind of cool to know your power could've been something else entirely.

You girls headed outside, waiting for anyone else along with the bus to arrive.

"Hey Deku why are you in your P.E. clothes?" Ochaco asked, walking with you as you both stopped in front of said boy.

"Didn't you see his outfit after the training?" You laughed.

"Yea, it was kinda trashed. I'm still waiting for the support company to fix it up" Izuku agreed.

A loud whistle blew out, making everyone turn their heads to their class rep, who was looking more determined than ever to fulfill his duties.

"Ok gather around class 1-A! Form two neat lines based on your student numbers to ensure we load the bus efficiently. "

"Iida doesn't seem to be slowing down, kicking it into high gear for this role." Izuku sighed, and you laughed loudly.

"Why Midoriya, was that a pun?" He flushed before agreeing, making you laugh even louder. You've never heard this kid joke before, you didn't think his stuttering heart would've allowed him to try.

He shook his arms, ranting on about he wasn't trying to make fun of him before you had to shut him up.

"Jeez Izuku you're doing that thing again where the words just keep coming out. How do you have that much air?"

"I-uh sorry! I didn't realize!" You shake your head with another chuckle before making your way onto the bus with the other students. Noticing the layout of the bus really didn't match with the original way Tenya wanted everyone to sit.

You sat down on Kirishima's left, the edge seat. When you looked towards the other seats to your side you saw Bakugou sitting next to Jiro, and Todoroki just behind them. You sighed and leaned back further into the plush seats, ignoring Iida's sulking about his ruined plans. Your attention was caught when Tsu said she wanted to make an observation about Izuku.

"That power of yours, it's really a lot like AllMight's isn't it?" You glanced over and saw him jump, nerves making him shake like normal. This confused you. If he was such a fanboy, shouldn't he be more thrilled?

"What really? You think so huh? I never really thought so, I don't think that could be a possibility!"

"Izuku, what's the big deal." Your eyes narrowed as you saw him gulp, not looking into your eyes. "Wouldn't it be cool to say you had a strong quirk like a Pro, even if it wasn't exactly the same?"

"Even though it's powerful, it's really not like AllMight's that much." Kirishima pointed out.

"I mean, AllMight doesn't break his bones after ever smash. I'd say their really different." He sighed, making his arm harden with his quirk.

"Even so I do have to admit it's pretty flashy, and Midoriya's would make a great Pro Hero quirk, you'll get noticed! Unlike mine, not too flashy, just able to get the bad guys down is all I'm good for.

"Hey I think you're quirk is really cool!" You pipe up, not liking that he was putting himself down.

"I mean I'd love to have a quirk that didn't make me overheat constantly. You know how tough it is when I get a fever? I feel like I'm melting." You say with an over-dramatic sigh, you really hated getting sick.

"Okay but you're probably are one of the best when it comes to having a Pro Quirk! I mean, Todoroki and Bakugou probably are the best ones here but you ain't far behind! Even Bakugou can tell it's a good and flashy quirk! What does he call you again? Glitter Worm?" You laughed, looking at Bakugou who was already staring at you, with a grunt he looked away as soon as you two made eye contact.

"Glitter worm? That's pretty good, but I'm glitter bomb to him. Pretty cute don't you think." You wink at the other students, ignoring Aoyama when he argued he was the only one who sparkled here.

"Oh man Bakugou gave you a cute nickname!?" Mina squealed, and you swore you could see hearts form in her eyes.

"That's so romantic! It's even matching his own quirk! You both are the bomb! Ahh I want someone to give me a cutesy name!"

You blushed, waving your arms around, reminding yourself of the way Iida looks when he is shouting out commands.

"Th-that's not-"

"I don't see Bakugou as the romance type though," Tsu spoke out, "he's always angry, he'll never be that popular, especially with the ladies."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY? I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!" Bakugou lurched forward, hand gripping the rail tightly as he glared at Tsu. All she did in reply was point and mutter an 'See? I told you so.'

"You know, we still barely know one another, but it goes to show how we all know your personality is a flaming pile of crap. I agree with Tsu, you would never be able to charm a girl. "

Bakugou turned his furious stare towards Kaminari, who was the one to agree with Tsu about the romance issue.

"YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET THE DAY YOU APPLIED TO THIS SCHOOL YOU LOSER, I'LL KILL YOU. WHO ARE YOU TO THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME HUH!?"

"Because unlike you, I can woo a woman Bakugou." Denki smugly retorted as he blew a kiss at you with a wink. You felt your body shiver in disturbance at being flirted with by him. You could imagine your father's reaction too, the poor boy would be crushed by a Pro Hero even before the first week of school ended!

"Gross Kaminari, I don't want you blowing your germs in my direction, you're not good at romance either you know."

"EITHER?? SO YOU'RE PUTTING ME ON THE SAME LEVEL AS THIS EXTRA, HUH ICKY GLOW WORM?"

"I mean, you're not exactly making me swoon by calling me an icky worm, Bakugou." Kirishima howled in laughter as Bakugou snapped and yelled at you both. Iida jumped in yelling back about treating everyone with respect.

"What a disgusting conversation." Momo glared, her hand over her mouth as she was really going to get sick.

"Oh c'mon Momo," You smiled, " It's all fun and games."

"Yeah!" Ochaco grinned, "It's kind of fun listening to them fight, plus I think (y/n) and Bakugou would make a great couple!"

Your jaw dropped, hands cupping your cheeks to hide your blush as you heard more squeaks and squeals of agreement coming from Mina.

"Oh they would be the cutest together wouldn't they! I swear I saw them holding hands this morning!" Everyone's chatter stopped, looking between both you and the hothead.

"I-It's not what you think! The reporters were all up in my face and he was just dragging me away!"

"Awh she's blushing! ADMIT YOU LIKE HIM!" Mina cackled, everyone teasing you for your red face, causing you to sink further into the chair.

"HEY SHUT IT RIGHT NOW IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU! NO ONE LIKES ANYONE YOU DAMN NERD." Bakugou was red in the face as well, he was yelling at everyone so you knew that was why, since there was no way he could be embarrassed. Unlike you, you were sure your face was a bright red beacon, all because of the teasing! How could they say that so casually?

"Hey hey we're here, knock it off." Aizawa grumbled out.

"Yes sir!" You all responded, and you sat up and turned to look out the window, marveling at the large dome building you were pulling up to, excited for the training about to come.

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btsmutimagines · 4 years

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All Tangled Up

A/N: I tried to be cute but I’m too awkward for that... I’m sorry OTL

Request from the old inbox: can I have a Jimin fluff where you both have a Disney movie night and you choose your princess movie (mines is Tangled but you can choose which ever) and the love song comes and Jimin sings to you (like I see the light and when eugene's part plays he sings along) and it's really fluffy?(sorry if it stinks, but I figured I'd give you a non-jungkook request)

Word Count: 1.7K

please take this gif as a peace offering

You groaned to the sound of your ringtone, suddenly waking you up. Refusing to leave the warm bundle of covers you were under; you stretched your hand to grab your buzzing phone off the side table. A string of curses was grumbled as you got up to pick up your phone and answer it.

Who thought it was a good idea to call you now?!

Howdy, girlie! How are you?

Oh, it’s you.

Ouch, no ‘Hello, bestie’? You’re so grouchy.

You could tell that your friend, Hana was pouting on the other end and you rolled your eyes. You weren’t in the particular mood to hold a conversation, let alone the ones that she tends to have. Long, drawn-out and could probably be wrapped up in 10 minutes if she could stay on topic.

Hana, I’m sick.

You are? Why didn’t you tell me?

I did. You even brought me medicine!

I did? Maybe I was drunk…

Anyways, I would like to get back to sleep-

Wait, I need some serious bestie advice and you just happened to be qualified.

Can’t I get a raincheck?

I really like this guy and I think he’s different than the others and…

She roped you into her story before you could even protest. You almost fell asleep a few times, listening to the whole spiel before she called your name.

Yah, Y/N! Did you even listen to a word I said?

Yeah, you think the guy you met last is the one because he took you out to coffee after whatever happened last night, and he’s been texting you a lot? It’s literally been less than 24 hours, how are you this hung up on a dude? You barely know him.

That doesn’t stop love, Y/N.

And I’m done with this conversation.

Don’t be like that, Y/N! It’s different this time, I swear.

Okay, I’m hanging up now. Bye.

You sighed, looking at the time you had your ear pressed to your phone. 40:31. Could you really expect less? Before you could return to bed, there was a knock on your door. Is it national ‘let’s bug a sick girl’ day?

You grabbed a robe, the warm fabric hugging you as you slowly walked to the door. Turning the doorknob, you cracked the door open a bit and your eyes widen as you quickly shut the door.

Park Jimin was standing at your door, in the hallway of your apartment building and you looked like you could scare Death himself to death.

“Y/N? Could you open the door please?”

“J-Just a second.” You said, quickly rushing to the bathroom to brush your teeth and fix your bird nest of hair. You returned to the door, taking a quick breath before opening it up again.

“Hi.”

“That was longer than a second, you know.”

“I didn’t mean it literally, Jimin.”

“May I come in?”

“Oh, right.”

“I heard you were sick, and I figured I would stop by just to check up on you.”

“That’s really sweet of you, Jimin.” You could have sworn you saw him blush, but he coughed, looking away and you tried to fight the smile that wanted to peak through.

Alright, fine, you might have the tiniest, smallest, little crush on Jimin. He always did obnoxiously cute things that you couldn’t help but smile. He was clumsy, at times whiny but he was also really thoughtful, sweet and would always be a shoulder to lean on.

But a guy like Jimin isn’t one that you can keep to yourself- Not that you could do that or something.

“Are you sure you could be out of bed like this? Earth to Y/N?”

“Huh?” Jimin placed the back of his hand on your forehead, your face growing hot and he pulled away.

“Gosh, you’re burning up.” Tell me about it. You cleared your throat.

“Just lay down on the couch, I’m gonna heat up the soup Jin made.”

“Jin made me soup? I should get sick more often.”

“No! I-I mean I helped him out mostly, I really made the soup.”

“Sure, Jimin.”

“Just go lie down, please.” You did as you were told, lying down on the couch.

“Hey, Y/N, where do you keep your blankets?”

“Second door on the left.” He came back with one of your thickest blankets, covering you with it and you looked at him.

“You should take a picture, it would last longer.”

“Shut up. Where’s my soup, Jimin?”

“Oh shoot, I almost forgot.”

“Jimin, please don’t burn down my home.”

“I got this. You just lie there, all pretty and warm- I mean you could be pretty warm with that blanket, right?”

“Smooth.” He winked at you before quickly backing into the kitchen, you covered your mouth to hold in your laughter. So stupid.

You laid there, listening to Jimin opening and closing different cabinets in your kitchen. He came back with a bowl and chopsticks in each hand and you sat up.

“You like coconut curry, right?”

“My favourite soup. Maybe you did help out a little bit.”

“One day I‘ll show you.”

“Looking forward to it, Jimin.”

“Have some, it is for you, you know.” You broke the chopsticks and took a bite, instantly hit with the delectable flavours and couldn’t stop yourself from devouring the whole bowl.

“That good, huh?”

“God, Jin is a cooking prodigy.”

“Let me have a bite.”

“Nuh-uh, you can ask Jin to make some for you when you’re sick.” You said, getting your last bite but Jimin grabbed your hand and fed himself.

“You brat, that was my last bite.” You poked his cheek with your chopsticks while he began chewing.

“Tasted even better knowing that.”

“Is this how you treat the sick and vulnerable, Jimin?”

“Jin made more than one bowl.”

“Fine, you’re temporarily forgiven.”

“Temporarily?”

“I don’t deal with food lightly. Especially really good food.”

“Will you forgive me fully if we watched these together?” He handed you a plastic bag, when did he bring that in?

Your curiosity got the better of you, peering through the content and noticing there were all Disney movies. You enjoyed most of the titles, Bambi, Aladdin, Alice in wonderland but you stop when you pulled out Tangled. The Disney classic was one of your all-time favourites. It was well known amongst your friend group and it’s the only movie you would watch for the rest of your life if you had to.

“You brought these for me?”

“Yeah, I did. Am I fully forgiven?”

“I’ll tell you after the movie.” You snuggled into your blanket, watching Jimin turn on your tv and insert the disc into your DVD player.

“Can you turn off the lights too?”

“Want the whole experience too, huh?”

“It’s not too much to ask, is it?”

“The things I do for you.”

“Hush, it’s starting.” You watched the intro of the Disney castle and felt yourself getting giddy. You were easily engrossed in the movie when you felt a warm body close to yourself.

“J-Jimin.”

“I’m feeling cold, do you mind?”

“I could grab another blanket.” You suggested, about to get up but Jimin pulled you closer to him, your body half resting against his.

“No, this is fine.” You turned your attention to the movie, trying to not be so rigid against him and focus.

You quietly sang along with the songs, Jimin laughing with you at all the funny moments and your favourite scene was about to come up.

You began to sing along with Rapunzel, watching the lanterns floating around them.

All those days watching from the windows

All those years outside looking in

All that time never even knowing

Just how blind I've been

Now I'm here blinking in the starlight

Now I'm here suddenly I see

Standing here it's all so clear

I'm where I'm meant to be

And at last I see the light

And it's like the fog has lifted

And at last I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once everything looks different

Now that I see you

You heard Jimin clearing his throat before singing along to Flynn, you looked at him in surprise.

All those days chasing down a daydream

All those years living in a blur

All that time never truly seeing

Things, the way they were

Now she's here shining in the starlight

Now she's here suddenly I know

If she's here it's crystal clear

I'm where I'm meant to go

He met your eyes, the two of you continue to sing along.

And at last I see the light

And it's like the fog is lifted, Jimin sang

And at last I see the light

And it's like the sky is new, you vocalized before you both sang together once again.

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once everything is different

Now that I see you

“I didn’t know you could sing like that.”

“A hidden talent of mine. Your voice is pretty good too.”

“Why, thank you.” You said, turning your attention back to the movie and hearing Jimin let out a sigh. The movie went on, you only got up to stretch when the credits began to roll.

“I guess you’re forgiven, Jimin.”

“Y/N.”

“Oh, okay, why do you sound so serious all of a sudden?”

“Because,” he got up to stand in front of you, all you could muster a look of bewilderment as he took a deep breath before continuing.

“I want you to believe me when I say I like you…”

“You w-what?”

“I like you, okay? Don’t make me repeat it.” Uh, you just did- Wait, that’s not the point, Park Jimin just goddamn confessed to you.

“I know you probably don’t feel the same way, but I can’t keep-”

“Could you stop trying to be cool for two seconds, so I could tell you I like you too?”

“Wait, what?”

“I’m not repeating myself, Jimin.”

“It’s okay I recorded it!” The two of you looked over to see Hana standing behind the couch and she waved.

“How the hell did you get there? Why the hell are you in my house and why did you record that?”

“It’s for my memories, Y/N confessing to Jimin after pining him for months-”

“You have?” Jimin asked, you avoiding his eyes and glaring at Hana. She’s going to get it when you aren’t sick, just she waits.

“Kim Hana, you’re so dead.”

#bts smut #bts fluff #bts angst #jimin smut #jimin #jimin fluff #jimin angst #bts jimin #bts jimin fluff #bts jimin angst #bts jimin fanfic #bts jimin x you #bts jimin x reader #bts x y/n #jimin x you #bts fanfic

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15 Underrated Girly Kpop Songs That Make Me Go Absolutely Feral

When it comes to girl groups, more than anything I am a Blackjack and Blink. I like to listen to girl songs that make me want to murder men (and believe me, that blog post is in the works). But I’m also a ONCE, as TWICE are my sweet darling babies, but they’re about as girly as I can tolerate. I’m not one for the super girly concepts. I mean, did you guys ever see MINX? Occasionally I ironically jam to Shakey Love Shakey Shakey Shakey Shakey Love, but it was an absolute blessing from the K-pop gods to rebrand them as Dreamcatcher. It’s really only the A-list girly songs I tolerate, like GFriend or Oh My Girl. Everything else below them just seems really cringy.

Except for a few chosen few that are so good that they make me absolutely lose all of my shits. And I’m talking about songs that nobody seems to know like at all. Either these songs came out when the groups were still under the radar, before they had their big smash hits, or they just never seemed to rise to the top. But they are still valid and important. Videos are linked in the song names, since Tumblr won’t let me add more than five videos, but here we go.

15. April- Dream Candy

April is one of those rare groups that pull off the girly concept so well but don’t ever seem forced, like they are just truly naturally sweet and pure and precious. Honestly all of their songs are great, and it’s tragic that they haven’t had a comeback in 2019. But their debut, Dream Candy, is the one that really gets deep in my soul to that animal part of my brain that makes me scream this god damn chorus. But only really at the end. I never really listened to this song until it came on shuffle one day when I was walking home in the rain, and thought, why not listen to this awkward girly song, and then the last chorus hit and OH MY GOD. It’s a good one guys.

14. Momoland- Jjan! Koong! Kwang!

So this song comes out by some unknown group called uh, Momoland?, with a title that is just a bunch of sounds that don’t exist in English, and I felt like I was the only one on Earth that was like, “This is fine.” I was honestly in some I Am Legend universe where instead of me being the only living person on Earth, I was the only one that liked Momoland’s debut. As time went on Momoland started putting out what is pretty much some of the worst K-Pop that exists (I mean, have you SEEN the video for Wonderful Love? Try not to cringe challenge) and sadly enough this group just faded into obscurity and never had any huge, Earth shattering hits or anything.

13. DIA- My Friend’s Boyfriend

On paper this song is awful. I mean it’s a song about being a petty bitch who has decided to steal their friend’s boyfriend, hence the title. Also the song ads cute little quirks like *squints eyes to read this metaphorical paper closer* coughing. Also the video has an unnecessarily long intro. But believe me when I tell you that this is an absolute slapper.

12. Gugudan- Wonderland

It’s a crime that Gugudan has never really hit it off, even with two I.O.I members. Their debut has this amazing Little Mermaid concept and believe me when I tell you that this chorus is best when screamed at the top of your lungs. After all the screaming I am basically in a manic state by the la la la’s.

11. LOONA 1/3- Love&Live

You’ll notice that the main theme of this list is that the choruses are absolute fire. But this one comes in and basically knocks the wind out of me with sweetness, like some kind of aegyo Kool-Aid man. It’s really the music that does it for me in this one, along with the melody, along with Heejin’s perfect high note. If this song doesn’t make you smile then you are a robot, like ViVi.

10. Shannon Williams- Why Why

If Ant and/or Dec were here, they would hear this song and definitely say that Britain’s Got Talent. Shannon is the British IU,hands down, undeniably, I will not be taking questions at this time. But it’s very sad that her career was nonexistent after this came out. Was it the fact that this features a sixteen-year-old grinding against faceless boys? Or that this video widely revolves around her intensely stalking someone? It can’t be the song because that is perfect.

9. AOA- Bingle Bangle

Okay so some history for those non-Elvises out there. AOA was THE HOTTEST girl group for a good minute, with so many timeless collaborations with the Brave Brothers that really changed the shape of female K-Pop for a while. And then ChoA left the group. And without the only member who could actually sing the face of the group, AOA kind of went quiet, save for a few Jimin solo songs. Then AOA came back with a new sound, and while everyone else thought it was terrible, I thought it was a bop! And I love the video and the concept! And the dance for this is so fun. Bingle Bangle is a real yes for me dawg. It’s only too bad that they lost yet another member and their concept was handed off to FNC’s new girl group. Speaking of which...

8. Cherry Bullet- Really Really

Yeah so they literally gave this entire “girls in a video game but it’s fun and cute” concept to Cherry Bullet, and they hit the ground running with it. This comeback in particular is my favorite of theirs because it hits one of my favorite pop music tropes: Having A Funky Instrumental Chorus, Only At The End To Put Words Over The Music. It ticks all my boxes.

7. Rainbow- Whoo

If you ever wanted to hear a song that made you scream “RAAAAIIINBOOW AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” then this is it. At this point in this list we start to hear the songs that make me truly insane, and this song absolutely destroys me. It’s really sad, however, that this is basically Rainbow’s swan song, as it was their last song before disbandment.

6. Matilda- Macarena

I bet you haven’t even HEARD of Matilda. I bet you didn’t even KNOW that MATILDA just DISBANDED a FEW MONTHS AGO because ALL THEIR SONGS WERE BAD except for THIS ONE which is just full of CHAOTIC GOOD ENERGY and if you don’t ENJOY THIS then GET OFF MY LAWN.

5. Berry Good- Angel

Berry Good was destined to be one of those girl groups, like Matilda, that came from a tiny company and was just given bad songs and were set up to fail. So they crowdfunded, and somehow made two incredible comebacks, Don’t Believe (which is a whole other story that we won’t get into today, but it’s an amazing song that you should check out) and prior to that, Angel. I don’t even know where to begin with this song because it literally makes me forget who I am and why I exist. It’s a banger?? This song starts off so soft and pure and jumps right into a chorus that makes you bang your head and scream “I TAKE A CHANCE, YOU NEVER KNOW” as loud as possible. And right when you think you can’t take it anymore, that you are gasping for air because you are drowning in perfection, THEY GO EVEN HARDER. Like, girls, you did not need to go that hard. Holy shit. They go full IU in Good Day. I don’t know why we were blessed with this, especially since after this all their other songs have been garbage, and they’ve been so unsuccessful that they lost their strongest member and they’re heading for disbandment. But we have this gem, and I’m thankful for it.

4. 4Minute- Heart To Heart

Back when 4Minute was just another 2NE1 clone, trying to compete in the market of “Girls Who Look Tough But Are Actually Sweet” 4Minute, aka The HyunA Group, put out this. Third Geners, this is what Second Gen was all about. This is the meaning of Christmas, Charlie Brown. This song is everything. It’s perfect. And it’s too bad that 4Minute didn’t really stick with this sound, but also not, since with their more mature concept they wound up getting pretty famous once Park Bom... I mean, we’re not gonna talk about it.

3. Hyolyn- Bae

Okay so I know that Hyolyn as an entity is not technically considered underrated, but her entire solo career is being slept on and I don’t understand. With Sistar gone, and now Red Velvet carrying the torch for summer anthems, Hyolyn doesn’t necessarily have to give us one of the best summer songs of all time but she did. Every second of this song to me is perfect. And yeah okay I’ll admit it, I am a Gay, I am attracted to women, and Hyolyn is a lot of. A lot of wow. She and HyunA are exactly my type, and this video is a lot. But the SONG you guys. It’s so much that I told even regular people who listen to English music to listen to this song. They didn’t, of course, because the world doesn’t appreciate Hyolyn like I would, I mean like I do as a fan and nothing else. This song was my summer anthem in 2018, Power Up wishes it was this good.

2. BESTie- Thank U Very Much

One of the things that really got me into K-Pop during the Second Gen was that it sounded so much like pop music from my youth. This is gonna sound weird, but I grew up in a Wiccan Neo-Pagan household where 90% of the music we listened to was traditional Celtic or New Age, and if it was ever anything else it was like The Beatles (my Mom and her sisters were one of those screaming and fainting Beatles fans, the trait that was clearly passed down to me, based on what happened when I saw G-Dragon live, but that’s another story) or ABBA, or any kind of British/European pop/rock from the 70s or 80s. So once I was old enough to really find out what kind of music I liked, I dived deep into cheesy pop songs like S Club 7, Britney Spears, and the like. But I always had a soft spot for ABBA. The melodies, the music, the strange lyrics that didn’t really make sense or weren’t quite grammatically correct but it worked. I feel like that love for obscure pop, along with the 90s and early 2000s bubblegum pop, pushed me right into the K-Pop scene. And this song is the best example of that kind of weird melody with oddly used English words, but it works in the best way. The chorus of this song sounds like it was written by ABBA. The ending of this song is transcendent. Tell me you can’t picture a Korean Meryl Streep in overalls singing the ending of this song while dancing on a beach. This song makes me lose all my shits. But I do have to say that this video is uh, Not Good, especially compared with how amazing the song is. But these underrated bottom of the barrel groups don’t have much to work with in the first place, so we can’t really fault them. This song holds up, and is going to hold up for a very long time. I stan.

1. Laboum- Shooting Love

So like I said before, I don’t typically like the super sugary, super tacky, super girly girl concepts. BUT I LOVE LABOUM. ALL their girly sweet songs are AMAZING. They somehow get everything right, in their own unique way. They’re not at all like “Oh, they’re like GFriend”, “Oh, that’s like Lovelyz” or anything, if you get what I’m saying. Laboum had their own cheesy yet perfect style of girly. Aalow Aalow: A CLASSIC. Journey To Atlantis: A CLASSIC. Hwi Hwi: A CLASSIC. Only U: YES YOU GUESS IT, CLASSIC. Sugar Sugar: DON’T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN. I could have made this whole list with just Laboum songs. So I made myself pick one by listening to as many old Laboum songs as I could before I would become an absolutely menace to society, as I am not responsible for my actions after listening to so much girly perfectlon at once. If I was arrested and went to court for I dunno, causing distress and mayhem to the citizens of my city, my lawyer would call it “the Laboum defense.” “You see, Your Honor, my client listened to a lot of Laboum songs, and lost control of themselves and became an entity, a ball of energy, a comet destroying everything in its path while screaming cheesy Korean lyrics.” And I would be set free, of course, because who wouldn’t lose themselves completely to the power of Laboum? But anyway I picked Shooting Love, as it puts me in a manic state from the very intro until the last second. And let me just say now that I deeply mourn this old Laboum, as they came back in 2018 with a new concept that makes them sound lobotomized compared to their old sound. Like slow R&B is fine, but compared to this it’s drab and slow and dull and I hate it. I Hate It. Bring back cute Laboum in 2020, or at least study Apink if you want to see how to properly change an aging cute group into a mature group. I could go on, but now I have the urge to listen to more Laboum. You’ll see me on the evening news tonight, I’m sure.

anyway 안녕

#kpop #laboum #loona #hyolyn #aoa #momoland #A List

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Yo. Could u do a warren x reader where she is besties with peter and he knows about her not so little crush on our angel boi but hates dressing up and doing “normal girl things” so she thinks he could never like her back but peter knows better so sets them up in a way only he could. U don’t have to tho. Thx anyway

A/N: sorry if this isn’t in character for peter :/ i hope you still like it !

You flashed a smile across the courtyard at Warren, blushing as he gave you a small smile back. You blushed intensely and stared at your bowls of fruit sitting in front of you.

“Jesus Christ just fuck him already” peter scoffed from beside you and you punched him softly.

“shut up Pete, i don’t know what your talking about” you said, adjusting your shirt and taking a bit from the strawberry in your hand.

“It’s so obvious you like angel boy over there, just talk to him, I’m sure he’d like you” he spoke, slurping up the spaghetti you had given him. You furrowed your eyebrows and shook your head.

“no, i don’t need a man” you smiled throwing away the remains of what was fruit, passing by warrens table, you felt his eyes on you and you swayed your hips just a little more.

“talk to her for fucks sake!” Scott groaned after the fifth time warren looked over at you to see you laughing with peter.

“I think she likes peter” warren spoke, picking at the food on his plate, Scott rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“they’re best friends, I’ll find a way to get you together, look there she comes talk to her” he spoke, smiling at warren as his eyes were glued on your figure walking by.

“does this dress look nice?” You asked stepping out of the restroom to model for Peter. You flattened it out and checked yourself out in the mirror.

“since when do you wear a dress? just wear your black jeans and that nice long sleeve” peter spoke, checking out the floral dress.

“but does it look good? maybe if im more girly he’ll talk to me” you spoke in reference of warren, continuing to look at yourself in the mirror. Peter sighed and shook his head, looking down at his phone instead of replying.

“don’t change for a guy Y/N, I’m sure he likes you for you, not for you in some pink dress” he spoke, scrolling through Instagram, and somehow found a particular someone Instagram.

Peter stood in the hallway, looking for the winged blonde to appear from a corridor. When he saw Warren he sported next to him, scaring him and causing him to crash into a wall.

“Jesus, please don’t do that zooming stuff” Warren spoke, grasping his chest and recovering his posture.

“listen blondie, my best friend is practically in love with you, so here’s the plan honey” peter spoke, grabbing warren and zooming into the courtyard.

“don’t call me honey, i thought you two were you know a thing” He spoke, shifting his weight from one foot to another.

“me and Y/N? oh no she’s like a sister to me, and she has the hots for you, and i know you have the hots for her” peter laughed as he saw warren blush deeply.

“okay so what did you want?” Warren asked, rolling his eyes, flapping his wings slightly, a sign of annoyance.

“here’s the plan” peter smirked, walking close to warren to devise a plan.

The next morning you woke up, deciding to wear some makeup, an attempt to catch warrens attention, along with your floral dress.

You slightly cringed at your appearance, missing your usual black jacket and jeans. You sighed and walked out, hoping to somehow crash into Warren and giggle at his words to make him swoon for you.

Instead you yelped as you saw the all too familiar blur of surroundings.

“peter put me down!” You yelled, coming to a sudden stop as you lurched foward.

“oh cmon i can’t let you out of your room looking like that!” He laughed, gesturing at your dress and tinted lips.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, not knowing where you were.

“where did you bring me?” You asked looking around.

Seeing the familiar figure of warren appear, from behind you, his beautiful white wings on display. Your heart rate inscreased and you felt your knees getting weak at the sight of him in his leather jacket.

“peter!” You whispered, only to see dust where he once stood. You ran your Ingres through your hair and turned to face warren, only to bump into his chest.

“oop sorry” you laughed slightly, your plans of flirting completely gone.

“peter told me to just tell you” he spoke at the same time you did. You both laughed and smiled at each other. Realizing you had been left in a giant garden.

“that romantic asshole” you whispered laughing as you both talked, trying to find your way out of the floral maze.

“so did you know we were gonna be set up? or were you zoomed here against your will too” you laughed, touching the flowers lightly as you walked past them.

“we uh, we kind of planned it” he giggled.

Giggled. The scariest guy in the whole school. The so called bad boy with a leather jacket just giggled. At you.

“oh my god that giggled was the cutest fucking thing” you gushed, looking at warren as he turned a deep shade of red.

You smiled at him as you both stopped in the middle of the maze.

“you see, peter told me you were changing, because of me” he spoke up, you felt your stomach drop and your heart rate pickup.

“i don’t want you to change for me, if you wanna be more girly for you then go for it! but i have a huge crush on you. You and your jeans and black jacket and sassy replies” he spoke, smiling as he spoke about you.

“when peter said you liked me, god i don’t think I’ve ever been that happy” he laughed softly, looking at you.

“so you like me too?” You whispered, looking into his eyes, smiling as the months of pining would soon come to a close. Warren only smiled at you, leaning in slowly and placing a hand behind you neck, crashing his lips into yours.

You smiled into the kiss, moving your lips together in harmony, like it was meant to be. You both pulled away out of breath and smiling at the floor.

“does that answer your question?” He smiled looking at you and you furrowed your eyebrows.

“i don’t think it came across the right way, let me just, can you remind me again” you smirked, pulling the front of his shirt and crashing your lips together once more.

#warren worthington iii #warren worthington fluff #warren worthington iii fluff #warren worthington x reader #warren worthington headcanon #warren worthington imagine #warren worthington the third #warren worthington angst #warren worthington x you

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Naughty man- Part Three

Summary: after meeting with Dean you two will finally go on a date, what will happen? Will things get steamy (I’m using this adjective way too damn much) or will the date go all wrong? Read to find out!

Characters: Dean, Reader, Claire (OFC), Stephy (OFC), Gadreel.

Words count: 3605 sorry-not-sorry.

Warnings: none, just a little bit of sexual tension, not much though.

A/N: I’m so damn sorry it took me so much guys! School sucks really, and I had to study ‘cause this is an important semester, but anyway, I hope you enjoy the fanfiction! It got a little bit out of hand ‘cause I wrote a lot (more than usual) but here it is :)

Catch up: PART 1 & PART 2

If you wanna get tagged, just ask me HERE !

7:30 AM.

Damn it why am I up?

Actually, you did know why, you were going to have a date with Mr. Handsome that night, and you were nervous.

So fucking nervous.

You decided to sleep a little bit more, being too early, you pulled the covers up until they reached your chin and closed your eyes. Trying to think about everything but the date with Dean.

But nothing, all you could think was what you were going to do with Dean, how he was gonna dress, what place he would’ve taken you, everything related to this goddamn date.

You and Dean have been texting a lot in the past days; he would always text first, because as he said, he needed to “make it up to you” but also because you liked all the attention he was giving you… Maybe he could be the right person after your unforgettable relationships.

7:40 AM.

“Alright I can’t sleep, Imma have a cold shower and get ready for the day,” you mumbled to yourself.

While you were headed to the shower, your phone lit up.

It was Dean. Just by reading the name, you swore you felt your heart flutter

‘Morning sweetheart… couldn’t get any sleep, I’m sorry if I woke you up’

‘Hey Dean, actually I woke up earlier than usual today, no worries… How you doin’ ?’

‘I’m good thanks… ready for tonight?’

‘Sure I am… a lil’ bit anxious though, but we’ll talk later, I’m having a shower Dean-o’

‘Alright, make sure you pick the right dress, I want you to wear a sexy one ;)’

And with that, Dean left you chuckling and blushing… a lot.

Time skip…

A few hours later, you went out to have shopping meeting with your friend Stephy.

“Hey girl!” you heard someone shout behind your back.

“Stephy!” you hugged her, it’s been a while since the last time the two of you have seen each other, so you decided to bring your friend with you, also because you needed advice on the sexy dres you were supposed to wear to impress Dean.

“Ahw, I’ve been missing you, where have you been lately?” you asked Stephy.

“Well y’know, my new work is a pain in the ass, I’m there 24/7 so I’m always busy” she explained.

“Oh I see… so today’s finally your day off huh? Let’s have some fun!” you said excitedly.

“Hahaha alright kiddo… what’d ya need helo with?”

“Well uhm… I’m going on a date with Dean tonight so I was wondering if-“

“OH ARE YOU SERIOUS?! WE GOTTA BUY THE SEXIEST DRESS IN TOWN GIRL, C’MON!” she shouted clapping her hands for the excitement.

Stephy took you to an all too girly place, there were dresses everywhere, until your eyes landed on a long but elegant dress.

“S-Stephy, look at that one!” you exclaimed.

“What which- Oh that one!” she pointed to the dress you were talking about.

The dress was black, with an open back, floor length, and a v-neckline. It was beautiful, just as you liked, it was a little bit tight on the curves but you didn’t mind.

“Wow” you said, eyeing your dress because that sure as hell would be yours in not even a second “Shall I take it Steph? What do you think?”

“Well first of all chill, you gotta try it on first then we can talk about it” she chuckled softly.

“Yeah… I’ll be right back”

Heading to the changing rooms, you stripped fastl off your clothes, throwing them everywhere without caring on where they fell. Once you tried the dress, you heard Stephy calling you.

“Hey Y/N, you’re done there? I wanna see ya girl!”

“Yep, I’m coming!” you shouted.

You got out of the changing room barefoot, forgetting about your shoes and walked directly in front of your best friend.

“So? How do I look?” you asked impatiently.

“You look gorgeous hun! Turn your back towards the mirror and see it yourself! It suits you perfectly!” she winked.

You did as she asked, turning on your back and looking at yourself in the mirror, she wasn’t lying, the dress was awesome, it hugged your curves and it showed your cleavage a little bit, not too much. However, your favorite part of it was the back. As you were looking at yourself, you realized something that completely changed your mind.

“Stephy, I can’t buy this dress…” you said sadly, eyes on the ground.

“What? Why not?! Are you nuts? You look great honey, trust me!” she tried to convince you. “What’s wrong Y/N?” she furrowed her eyebrows looking at you.

“Well… the dress it too long and I’m fucking short, I look so bad in it” you replied with an angry voice.

Stephy started to laugh aloud, you didn’t get why she was laughing like an idiot, but it made you furious.

“What’s so funny now?” you asked, annoyance in your voice this time.

“Oh God I can’t help it!” she laughed even more “Y/N, ever heard of heels?”

“Yeah sure, but they won’t work on me, I’d look still short” you sighed.

“Okay first of all you’re not that short, I’ve seen thousands of girls that didn’t even reach 4 ft and you’re way taller than that, second of all we’ll buy higher heels if you think you still look short… You don’t need to worry honey,” she said smiling and hugging you.

“Sorry for yelling at you Steph, it’s just that this date is making me nervous and I wanna look beautiful for Dean… That’s it” you apologized.

“No worries, that means that you care about him huh?” she said elbowing you.

“Oh shut up!” you slapped her arm lightly ì, chuckling.

After you bought the dress and the heels, you all went to Claire’s, deciding she was gonna doll you up with make-up.

“HEY GIRLS! COME IN AND Y/N WE GOTTA HURRY!” Claire screamed as she dragged you in her room, along with Steph.

Claire made you sit in a chair, in front of what looked like a make-up station, and started to “make you beautiful” with her magical hands.

“So tell me Y/N” Claire started “Where are you and Dean going to eat?” she asked with curiosity.

“Uh actually I don’t know… we haven’t planned on that yet” you admitted.

“Maybe he knows where to bring ya but it’s a surprise so he’s not telling you” Steph stated shrugging.

“How romantic!!!” Claire shouted. “He’s so cute… I’ve known him since a while and I’ve never thought he was a romantic type of guy”

“He’s not” you stated. “He’s all flirty, kind, funny, handsome… those green eyes, I could stare at them all day long, his freckled and-“

“Y/N, we get it you like him, a lot” Steph said laughing and winking at you.

“You got it bad for him huh?” Claire added.

You looked at your best friends, blushing. They were right, you really liked Dean, like, really really like him.

“Girls” you cleared your throat “Can we please focus on my make-up and hairstyle?” you tried to change topic.

“’Aight, Ma’am” they both said in unison.

They quickly got to work, you missed staying with the girls, you used to have a sleepover every once or even twice a week if you were lucky. Y’all talked about boys, painted your nails (actually, they forced you to) and eventually watched a movie until late night, when you all would be fallen asleep.

After one long ass hour, your make-up and hairstyle were done.

“Okay, you can go wear your dress” Claire stated.

You nodded and took your dress to change, not wanting to be seen by your besties, you hid in the bathroom.

Once you were ready, you opened the bathroom door and looked at the girls.

“What do you think?” you asked, adjusting your dress.

“Oh Gosh Y/N” Claire tried to speak, when you noticed that she had tears in her eyes.

“Claire?” you tried to get your friend’s attention “Wait, are you… Are you crying or something?”

“Yeah I’m sorry… it’s just that you- I can’t remember seeing you like this, happy and stuff” she sniffed.

You quickly got what she meant, she was referring to your last relationship with Steven, one of the worst you ever had. You did not want to remember him but now that Claire was crying, you blacked out for a few seconds before you felt someone shaking you.

“Y/N” it was Steph “Y/N please focus darling, don’t think about it okay? Forget that asshole”

“I-I’m so sorry honey, I didn’t mean to bring that topic up” Claire apologized, but you shook your head squeezing her hand to reassure her everything was okay.

“No worries, you’re just happy for me…both of you are and I appreciate that, seriously. I love you girls,” you told them, opening your arms for a “group hug”.

Suddenly, Steph released both of you from your embrace and looked at the time.

“Uh Hun, at what time should you be home for Dean to come and get you?”

“Oh we still have time I have to be there in-“ you looked at your phone.

9:45 PM.

“HOLY SHIT I’M LATE!” you shouted, starting to panic.

“Hey, hey, hey! Chill” Claire tried to calm you down. “Stephy is gonna drive you there, you know that she drives fast so you’ll be there in a blink of an eye”

“Okay” you sighed, wiping a few droplets of sweat that formed on your forehead.

Not even five minutes later and you were home.

For once, lucky was on your side. Dean wasn’t there yet.

“Alright Y/N” Stephy started “Y’know I ain’t good at this, but I hope you’ll have a great night, Dean honestly looks like a good guy, he won’t disappoint you”

“I bet Sam told you to tell me this huh?” you smirked, knowing too well the two of them wanted you and Dean to get together.

“Guilty.” She said laughing. “We just hope you two’ll get along… and bang” she wiggles her eyebrows.

“Steph!” You scolded her, punching her on the shoulder sarcastically.

“What? You will have to someday, besides, if Sam is good at that, I can’t imagine how Dean is” she smirked.

“Really Stephy?” you rolled your eyes. “You got Sam in your pants already?”

“Yes” she said proudly. “We were a little drunk, but I do remember his big, thick-“

“ENOUGH!” you shouted, a look of disgust on your face. “You’ll tell me what exactly happen later… not really the details of the sex part though”.

“I should get going,” she stated out of nowhere “Sam just texted me saying that Dean’s arriving here so… Have fun” Steph hugged you tightly and then climbed in her car.

A few minutes later, you heard the engine of the Impala outside. You were so nervous.

Okay Y/N, you can do this and everything is gonna be fine, it’s just a date after all. You thought.

You heard Dean knocking on the door, opening it your jaw dropped.

“Hi Sweetheart” he greeted you, and then eyed you up and down.

What you did not notice is that your beauty stunned Dean.

“Uhm- hey… r-ready to go?” you stuttered, the first time a man made you feel like that.

Dean moved his eyes from your body to look in your eyes.

“Uh… yeah” he was at a loss for words, he couldn’t get his eyes off you, nor could you off him.

After climbing in the Impala, Dean decided to break the silence between the both of you.

“You look very beautiful tonight” he complimented you.

You felt yourself blush at the comment “You don’t look bad yourself” you winked. The tension between the both of you longer gone.

“So, where are we eating?” you asked, having no clue.

“I wanted to ask you first, ‘cause I don’t know your likes so… I have a few options”

“Shoot” you smiled.

“Alright so, we could go to an Italian restaurant or…”

“Or?”

“Well, looks like there wasn’t another one” he chuckled looking at you for a split moment.

“That’s fine to me,” you laughed.

Once you arrived at the restaurant, Dean asked you to hold your hand and you gladly accepted, loving the simple gesture.

“Can I help you?” the waitress asked you two smiling.

“Yep, I booked a table for two,” he said. “Winchester”

“Alright I’ll bring you to your table,” she said, gesturing to follow her.

“There you go, here are the menus, when you’re ready, just call me,” she announced.

“Will do, thanks in advance,” you told her smiling.

“Mmmh, there are a lot of yummy things to eat” Dean mumbled to himself, but you heard him clearly.

“Yup, I agree” you told him giggling.

“Alright, so how about we get a plate of spaghetti for two and eat it together as a lovely and super romantic couple?” he suggested.

You thought he was being serious, but when he saw the panicked look on your face, he laughed.

“Y/N I’m kidding,” he said, “Besides, it’ll get messy”

“Thanks God, I’m sorry I panicked for a few seconds… I guess I’m being too exaggerated about this date thing” you explained him.

“Don’t need to worry, I don’t bite” he chuckled.

The waitress came and scribbled down your orders.

Once everything was set she told the two of you ‘enjoy your meal’, you muttered a silent “thanks” before getting to eat.

You and Dean finished quickly, probably you both were hungry, and began to talk.

“So Y/N… You promised me you were gonna talk about yourself tonight, shoot” he winked.

“What do you wanna know specifically?” you asked smiling.

“I dunno… for starters, what do you do?”

“I work in a bar at the moment, until I find something better than that, I’m stuck here,” you told him. “What about you, Dean?”

“I uh-…” he started to think, as he didn’t want to tell you what his real work was, you could sense that, but you didn’t say anything, maybe he was uncomfortable with that.

“I work as a mechanic” he started “I also uh-… hunt sometimes when I can”

“My dad use to hunt too… but he didn’t really want to talk about it, saying it was too dangerous for me and my family,” you remembered those times your dad wouldn’t get home for a week, or even more. “He was usually out for a lot of time… until one day, he was gone,” you whispered the last part, your eyes starting to well up with tears.

You felt a thumb stroking your cheek to wipe the few tears that dared to fall, you looked up and saw Dean a few inches from you, smiling at you.

“Hey,” he said, his forefinger lifting up your chin to look at him “You do not need to talk about it anymore okay?”

“No it’s okay Dean, I needed to open up anyway...” you told him, grabbing a napkin to dry your tears and trying not to ruin your make-up.

“My dad taught me how to hunt… he died a lot of years ago, so Sammy and I decided to uh-kind of replace his job and hunt as the old times” he told you, eyes locked on the ground.

“What was your father’s name?” you asked suddenly, maybe your dad and his knew each other.

“John” he stated. “What was yours?”

“Christian… Christian Y/L/N”

Realization hit Dean, he heard that name, maybe Bobby knew that man but if he remembered this, it meant that your father was involved in the same shit as he was.

“I-I think our dads knew each other” he stuttered, not believing that could be possible.

“Yeah? I don’t know… I barely spoke to my dad, he was a man of few words,” you said. “Anyway let’s change topic, shall we?” you asked, squeezing his hand.

“Sure” he smiled. “Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked jokingly.

“Of course I have” you affirmed seriously, wanting to scare Dean.

“W-what? Really?” he had a sad face and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Of course not, dumbass” you laughed, throwing your head back.

“You scared the hell out of me, y’know?” he asked you, laughing.

“Sorry not sorry” you shrugged.

“But seriously though, do you?”

“I wouldn’t have accepted this date if I did…I had a boyfriend but that’s an old story I don’t wanna talk about… we had too much drama going on” you joked, trying to enlighten the mood.

“Alright, you tell me when you’re ready” he winked.

“Next question?” you asked, changing the topic.

“That’s your turn,” he stated.

“Wasn’t I supposed to be the one answering tonight?” you crossed your arms on your chest.

“Well… guess I changed my mind,” he said shrugging.

“Okay then… tell me, what a Winchester does to make a woman fall for him?” you smirked, crossing your legs and closing the distance between the both of you.

“Mmmh we’re getting dirty here” he smirked too.

“You said so,” you looked at him from the corner of your eye, sipping from your glass of wine.

“First of all, I make sure she’s interested” he started to explain “Eye contact is fundamental”

“Yeah? Then what happens?” you asked, still in the same position, showing your cleavage a little bit more this time, the alcohol was starting to have a great effect on you.

“Then I buy hear a drink, see what happens, and if she turns to me and smile, she’s mine and nobody’ll have a chance on her” he licked his lips.

“Possessive” you looked at his lips, taking your glass again.

“You bet I am” he took the glass from your hand, filled it with other wine and then filled his, gulping down the alcohol. “After that, I approach her, and start to have some physical contact with her”

“Give me an example of that,” you whispered, rubbing your legs together.

He moved to sit with his chair beside yours, his eyes locked with yours, his hand making his way up your thigh, caressing it gently and then squeezing it.

“This is what I do, for starters,” he explained, his hand now moving in the inside of your thigh, his touch making you shiver. “After that, I watch her reaction, if she likes it, I keep going. But if she doesn’t, I stop right there”.

“Such a gentleman, huh?” you replied, looking at his hand.

“Yeah, well… I wouldn’t call that gentleness, I just respect the girl I am with. Don’t wanna force her into something she’s not comfortable with, y’know?”

“Y-yeah I uh, get it” you stuttered when his hand was close to your core, you could swear you felt yourself blushing, and that’s what made Dean think he was moving too fast.

Dean gently removed his hand from your thigh, you felt coldness on that spot, it’s like you missed the feeling of his hand on your thigh, but you didn’t complain.

You both didn’t speak for a while, the awkwardness from the “hot moment” now embarrassing you.

It’s not like you didn’t enjoy it, it’s just that, it felt weird… not really weird but it’s because you haven’t had any kind of physical contact since your ex- douchebag- boyfriend, the only thought making you flinch.

Damn it, stupid guy, he even ruined your date and got you look weak in front of Dean.

Dean noticed the way you were staring a spot, for a long time, for the second time that night, you were gonna cry, so he decided to speak and break the tension.

“Y/N? Hey, look at me, what’s wrong?” Dean asked, worried, he was starting to think it was his fault, maybe he shouldn’t have touched your thigh that way, maybe it was too early.

Maybe.

“It’s-it’s nothing, really…,” you answered, a tear scrolling down your face.

“If it was nothing, than why are you crying?” he questioned again, wiping a tear with his thumb.

“I-… it’s about my ex-boyfriend… I cannot erase the bad memories and years I shared with him, it was like hell, and… It was like I couldn’t get “rid” of him and just thinking about hanging out with you, or guys in general, reminds me of the past… I’m so sorry Dean,”

He shook his head, a sympathetic smile on his face; he took your hand, both of them, and squeezed them, trying to reassure you that it was fine.

“It’s okay, I just thought it was my fault, that’s it…,” he said, “I think I should take you home now, you might need some time alone”

“Thanks Dean, I appreciate it, really” you smiled.

Dean paid the bill and then drove you home.

Arriving home, Dean walked you to the front door of your house, making sure everything was okay.

“Sweetheart, you feelin’ better?”

“Kind of” you answered sincerely “but it’ll pass, it always happens” you replied shrugging. “I’m sorry if I fucked this up”

“No need to apologize, I’m not angry, besides… we have another date” he winked.

“You’re right,” you said chuckling.

“So… goodnight Y/N”

Dean was almost going away, but you took his wrist, approached him slowly, tiptoed and kissed him.

Your hands on his chest, his on your waist, caressing your back.

After a few minutes, he gave you a last peck on the lips and then smiled at you.

“G’night… awesome kisser by the way” he mumbled the last part.

“Good night, handsome.” You giggled, and winked.

Despite the awful memories, you enjoyed your date with Dean… maybe next time, things will get steamier, who knows.

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