#when people go on about lego i just smile & nod & try to act like im on their level lmaoo

[sluttywoozi]

Out Of The Woods | Part 1 of 3

Summary: You’ve been driving Yunho nuts lately and he just can’t figure out why. He hates being annoyed with his friends, so he’s been avoiding you. It’s difficult to stay away when you’re locked together in a cabin with seven of your closest friends, though.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~2k

Tags: rom com, friends to lovers, sharing a bed, fluff, comedy (i think im funny)

Warnings: sexual thoughts, yunho gets a splinter, alcohol, lmk if i forgot anything

Reader Notes: smaller than yunho (in the hands at least), has breasts and a vagina

“Yunho, you don’t have to sleep so far away. It’s not like we’ve never touched before,” you huff, reaching out across the bed and curling your fingers in his shirt to tug him closer.

He follows your pull, shuffling over just a few inches and pretending to be too distracted taking in the room to look at you. It was a lot easier to avoid your gaze when there were seven other people in the room. Now that it’s just the two of you, Yunho is running out of options.

Lately, you've been driving Yunho crazy.

It’s very out of character for him to be annoyed by one of his friends and the last thing he wants to do is take it out on you, so he’s been avoiding you. And Mingi, of course, noticed and told everyone else, leading to them all competing to see who can put him in the most uncomfortable situations with you.

This came at the very unfortunate time of the annual Best Friends Trip, this time at a literal cabin in the woods. Because what could go wrong there?

On the way up to the cabin, Mingi conveniently 'forgot' he had some extra errands to run before departing and decided to ride with San and Wooyoung instead, leaving you and Yunho to drive up alone. It was three straight hours of uncomfortable silence and him trying to figure out why the scent of your shampoo made him dizzy.

When the time came to gather firewood, Jongho (who'd lost rock paper scissors) insisted he’d rolled his ankle and couldn’t traverse the uneven ground, but oh Y/n, didn’t you say you wanted to take a walk before settling in?

Yunho said he could take care of it alone but the guys wouldn’t hear it, claimed you never know what’s lurking in the forest and that the buddy system is key, so he’d trudged into the woods with you by his side and pretended he didn’t see the sparkle of traitorous glee in Jongho’s eyes. What followed was another hour of tension, of you trying to chat and Yunho responding politely but not helpfully, his annoyance only growing when the exasperated sigh you let out sent heat flashing down his throat.

You took some space from him when you got back, throwing him a confused glare before going to help Seonghwa prepare hot chocolate. He’d tried to be nicer after that, act more like himself, but he could tell you still felt the distance he kept. It didn’t help that his shoulders wound tighter and tighter with each burst of laughter that escaped the kitchen, evil thoughts of hiding the final piece of all of Seonghwa’s new lego sets flooding his mind.

Yunho knew he could never do such a thing but the thought made his stomach churn with guilt, so he busied himself with chopping firewood until the sun faded behind the trees, ignoring calls of hot chocolate and invitations to games and shouts about room dividing.

You’d all been gathered up around the fireplace when he decided he’d punished himself enough and went back inside. Yeosang’s half-lidded eyes and red cheeks told him the liquor had come into play but he still nodded as if he couldn’t tell and smiled when Joong shouted that they’d moved onto spiked hot chocolate, demanding he grab a mug.

Yunho’s far from a lightweight but the extra exercise and the stress of the day let the peppermint schnapps hit him a bit harder. After one cup, he could feel the back of his neck grow warm and his sharp edges start to blur out. After two, he felt relaxed enough to look at you again and turned his head in search of you, only to find you snuggled up to a smirking Mingi. He couldn’t stop the way his eyes narrowed and his heartbeat picked up, no matter how well he knew Mingi would never-

Wait. Mingi would never… what?

Yunho didn’t have a chance to follow that train of thought as Seonghwa suddenly stood up and clapped his hands, announcing it was time for bed. He recruited Mingi and San to help him get a dozing Hongjoong up the stairs, all three boys cautiously guiding him up every step. Yeosang took up the rear and Wooyoung trailed behind, pouty and petulant because Seonghwa hadn’t asked him to help too. Yunho watched you follow them with fondness in his eyes, the irritation he’d grown used to feeling around you suspiciously absent, and decided he might as well go to bed too if everyone else is.

He’d arrived at the top of the stairs just as the bedroom doors were being pulled shut. Yeosang and Seonghwa disappeared behind one door with matching evil grins and a sleeping Hongjoong between them, and he heard Wooyoung and San bickering about who had to sleep closer to the door in another room, so he turned to the remaining bedroom with a sigh, resigning himself to a night of Mingi’s snoring and no sleep.

Except it wasn’t Mingi’s bag on the bed. It wasn’t Mingi’s phone plugged into the wall, or Mingi’s voice resonating in the shower, or Mingi’s pajamas laid out on the chair. No, they were all yours, and Yunho felt the headache start to pound behind his eyes as his former best friend clapped him on the shoulder and said, “I’m taking the couch tonight, we all agreed earlier.”

“I didn’t agree,” Yunho whispered frantically, clutching the neck of Mingi’s sleep shirt with desperate fingers.

“We tried to ask what you wanted but you just grunted and kept chopping wood, so…” Mingi trailed off with a shrug of his shoulders, calling out a teasing ‘goodnight, sleep tight’ as he trudged down the stairs.

The bathroom door opened before he could protest any further, the steam billowing out around your toweled form clogging his throat up. He barely managed a nod when you assured him you’d left plenty of hot water, and, in somewhat of a daze, stumbled across the wooden floors to take a shower of his own.

Yunho thought the water would clear his head but it just made everything feel hazier, his thoughts tangling with images of your dewy skin and replays of the drop of water that fell from your hair and rolled over your collarbone before dipping down between your breasts.

That wasn't the first time he’d thought about you like this, but it was the first time he’d ever realized how annoyed it made him. He could feel the blood draining from his face as he finally figured out why exactly you’ve been driving him up the wall lately.

It honestly made him feel bad that he’d been so off with you just because you make his heart race, especially considering it’s not something you can change or something you’re doing on purpose. Sure, he didn't know that's why he's been so irked by you, but that doesn't mean he should have blindly taken it out on you in the first place.

And now here Yunho is, barely a foot away from you in a bed that was not meant for two, his heart pounding in his chest and his eyes stubbornly avoiding yours. Everything is worse now that he knows he's into you, his frustration blurring into longing and his irritation melting into desire. You're so close and so warm and all Yunho wants to do is pull you even closer, and that's why as soon as you fall asleep, he shuffles away.

He can't afford to touch you any more than necessary if he wants to keep his feelings in check and the friend group together.

All of Yunho's efforts fly out the window when he wakes up with you burrowed in his arms and his hard cock pressing into your ass.The temperature must have dropped overnight, the tiny shivers of your body making him pull you close while also trying desperately to angle his hips away from you. The slight loss of body heat stirs you and Yunho holds his breath, praying you don't wake up before his hard on has gone down.

Thinking about all the ways he can get Mingi back for putting him in this position helps. He doesn't have anything too devious in mind, just changing his Crunchyroll password so Mingi can't use it anymore and also perhaps spoiling the end of the new drama he'd been watching. Nothing too evil.

Yunho doesn't even feel himself falling back asleep until it's too late, his eyes slipping closed and his arms tugging you closer, the progress he'd made earlier disappearing. He buries his face in your neck and lets his body sink into yours with a sigh, deciding that whatever happens when he wakes again is a problem for future Yunho.

It turns out future Yunho doesn't have a problem, because you're gone when he blinks awake. The bed is cold without you, his arms empty, and he can't help the frown that pulls down his eyebrows when he sees your pajamas folded up neatly atop your overnight bag.

You must have gotten up a while ago, and as Yunho slowly comes back online, sounds start to drift up the stairs from what can only be the kitchen. The clacking of pots and pans is loud even with the door closed, as is the sound of a heated debate between Wooyoung and San about whether pancakes or waffles make a better vessel for syrup.

The answer is obviously waffles but Yunho's not about to say he's on Wooyoung's side, especially not when he knows San will get pouty and Woo will get clingy. He's got enough to deal with just trying to navigate what he now knows are feelings for you.

Yunho rolls out of bed and immediately reaches his arms above his head in a stretch, groaning as his spine elongates and starts to ache from the hard mattress. He's hoping he can get Hongjoong to step on his back later; it's like a little massage and Joong always gets so much joy from it, so it's a win-win situation.

After throwing on the first items of clothing his hands touch in his bag, Yunho heads to the bathroom to splash some water on his face and brush his teeth. He lumbers down the stairs, his hand gliding on the wood railing before it catches on a divot, a sharp pain stinging his palm and a yelp leaving his lips as a splinter embeds itself in his flesh.

Your head pops up over the couch, a look of concern gracing your features as you stand and rush over, snatching his hand and bringing it close to your face before Yunho can even catch his breath.

You pout as you inspect his palm, tilting it from side to side and squinting in the low light of the living room before you shake your head and pull him over to the window. There's a bit more light here but not much, just enough to highlight the worried furrow between your eyebrows and the lip bitten between your teeth.

Yunho desperately wants to lean down and suck your lip into his mouth but knows he can't just kiss you out of the blue, especially after how he's been acting with you lately, so he just stays still and watches you fuss over him.

"Come on, I have tweezers upstairs," you sigh as you lace your fingers with his and turn to tug him back up to your shared room.

Yunho can feel the back of his neck flush when he sees how small your hand is compared to his and does his level best not to let his eyes stray to the shape of your ass in your jeans, knowing he's liable to trip on his way up if he catches even a glimpse.

It’s going to be a long weekend.

Part 2

AN: this is part one of idk how many! will probs just be one or two more but who can say!

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#the way i wrote this and said he could never steal a lego piece and then he went and did it #i guess my yunho is more angelic than irl yunho #✨emily writes✨ #ateez smut #ateez fluff #yunho smut #yunho fluff #yunho x y/n #yunho x you #yunho x reader #ateez x y/n #ateez x reader #ateez x you #jeong yunho #ateez fic #ateez fanfic #yunho fic #yunho fanfic #yunho scenarios #yunho imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez yunho

[emo--chanel]

can someone pls help me understand why lego is so popular?????

i mean ive always known of lego and i played with it a little as a kid but we never had any lego at home so it wasn't a constant in my life.

i remember hearing some kids at school discussing their lego builds etc or playing lego video games every now & then.

so yeah ive known lego since childhood but rn it seems like absolutely everybody has suddenly been obsessed with lego since they were kids and are still obsessed with it now as adults and im just here like "....it's little coloured plastic building blocks and some have faces & clothes and people can make cool stuff out of it. ok."

and when lego masters australia started a few years ago i was so confused lmao i didn't get how lego of all things could have a following so massive it warranted its own television competition.... with adult competitors... and that people would be excited about it and watch it.... and that it wasn't just some special event or whatever but an actual series.......

like????? am i missing something???? 😅

#when people go on about lego i just smile & nod & try to act like im on their level lmaoo #bc it feels like i should be but really i have no idea what the big deal is sjskfhsjfjsk #i feel like i shifted into the Lego Timeline™ at some point without realising until now lol #ive seen a couple eps of lego masters and it IS cool what people can build but my brain is just meh about it.... #me #lego #please explain 🙏🏻

[ninjakittenhaswords]

Found the Time

Author’s Note: Not really based on my Multiverse AU, but I had idea when I was talking with my friend.

Amanda belongs to @alena-1987

Phoenix and Dr. Kitty Saunders are mine while the other characters (don’t deserve to) belong to LEGO.

-

He hadn’t ever expected this outcome.

He been through this countless times but it always ends with the same result. He ripped open time, going in and out of existence before he finally found a way to come back, only to be thrown back into this blank lifeless void.

He was getting tired of it all. Losing hope at every nonexistent second he spent in the empty space. He forced himself to try one more time. He had to.. He at least had to try to go home... to spend whatever time he had left to make amends with his brethren and with their mother.

He ripped time once more, pulling the Time Windows to different timelines he usually looked through open for him to go through. One of them opened up and he was surprised to hear someone yelp and see someone land right in front of him.

“Ugh... Dad’s adventures were always in Ninjago. How come mine always starts with portals?” She grumbled, sitting up and rubbing her head. Her green eyes looked up to the armored man before her. “Oh hi!” She smiled while greeting him. He looked surprised and confused at her. “This never happened before.” He mumbled.

“Uh hello?” His tone remained confused. She began the conversation with such ease. He ended up telling her his story, or enough of it for her to not question further. Her face went from questioning to determination.

Something told him he should’ve just made her leave but... he liked the presence of another that was genuinely concerned for him and not someone who would deceive him like many others have.

“Come with me.” She kept at those words. He tried to refuse, to give her a reason to stop, but she was just as stubborn as his old friend was. He gave in, trying to not cry at her stubborn kindness and followed her into her timeline.

There was peace.. For once, the world he knew was at a calm and he didn’t have to throw himself back into a long forgotten war only to be forgotten again. He gripped her hand tightly trying to be certain that he was actually there and he wasn’t going to fade like so many times before. You couldn’t blame him, with him knowing that he didn’t belong to this timeline. He was a part of another... Plus this present was the future of his own, so it wouldn’t be surprising if time was going to spit him out just to keep it from tearing apart.

“I’m... Im really here.” He spoke so softly that his voice was almost recognizable. “I’m here... I’m here!” He let out a chuckle before sobbing broke through. “Yes you’re here.” She nodded and smiled. He wiped at his tears, messing up the green and black face paint, smearing it across his cheeks and nose.

“I’m going to help you get home.” Her words almost broke him. He had to lean on her for support while she led the way.

-

He was unsure what to make of their reactions, but it broke him a little more when he heard “who is he?” from the older time master. To think he was once so close to these two and yet he was forgotten about everywhere.

“His name is Phoenix and he needs a place to stay and I just happened to come this way.” The little girl said. She had an innocent air but with the way the gray haired man groaned, Phoenix could guess she’s done this before. “Amanda, you cannot just bring a stranger here without consequences.” Phoenix gave a pained grimace beneath his large green scarf and gripped on her hand a little more.

“He’s not a stranger. He’s a friend and I can’t exactly bring a grown man into my own house without my dads overreacting. He’s been through a lot and I don’t want them to overwhelm him.” She spoke back at him. The younger man with a dark mane nodded. “She has a point, brother.” Phoenix tensed up at the familiarity of the word. “We are not letting him stay.” Krux glared at Acronix. The younger twin let a grin spread on his face. “You said the same thing about Kitty.” Krux huffed. “This is a person. Not an animal.”

“Who’s Kitty?” Phoenix questioned with a cocked eyebrow. Acronix gasped in horror. “You haven’t met Kitty?!” Amanda let go of his hand just as Acronix took it. The guy let out a surprised “whoa!” Acronix ran with a head start with Krux following, “Acronix do NOT bring him in! Nooo-!” He got ignored with a door slammed in his face. Aggressive knocking sounded out before it was followed by the clinks of keys. Phoenix looked to Acronix who only shrugged at Krux’s antics. “He’ll be fine after looking through his keys for a while. Now Kitty time!”

Next thing he knew, he was surrounded by kittens while Acronix had set the main cat right in his lap. Amanda snuck in through the window to join in on petting the cats while Krux had unlocked the door. “You are in such deep sh-.” “Shh. Brother. It is Kitty time.” Acronix shushed him while Phoenix laid down, letting the small kittens crawled all over him.

“Grr...” Krux let out an annoyed sigh, “Fine. Just a few nights alright?” Acronix grinned. “Yay I have new friend to join the Kitty Club now.” Meanwhile Phoenix was still on the ground, now sitting a kitten up and playing with the little toe beans. “So this is bliss.” He muttered. Amanda gave a soft laugh while petting another small kitten on the head. “Yes it is.” The tabby calico mix mewed at him messing with the toe beans. A small smile grew on his face behind the overly large scarf.

-

Questions were unavoidable. He learned that many times over and over. Who was he? Where did he come from? How did he get here? He answered with, “I’m Phoenix. I clearly don’t live around here and I got pulled here from the void by a very persistent little girl.” They took the last answer very well. What the heck does this child do in her free time.

And then that one question got pulled up. Why was he wearing armor that looked like theirs? Seems like anywhere he went, that question always got repeated. “It’s... complicated.” He forced the answer out of himself. No matter how much he wanted to explain, he had to avoid this one. He couldn’t just tell why then and there. It’d confuse them. He knows it would.

Amanda could see the expression he made when the subject got pushed further and decided to stop it before it overwhelmed him into a breakdown. If he was anything like Krux breaking down then she wanted to avoid it if she could. “Well if the armor bothers you how about we get you some other things you can wear?”

“Hmm?” He looked puzzled for a moment. Amanda sighed, “Come on. Uncle Acronix and I were planning to spend time anyway.” The little girl pulled him up to his feet. “You’re heading out with him?” Krux asked, crossing his arms. Acronix rolled his eyes. “We’re going to be fine. It’s Amanda who’s taking us out.” The older looked over to Phoenix. “It’s not her I’m concerned about.” Acronix only chuckled. “You worry too much. You’re gonna end up adding more wrinkles to your face.” He poked his cheek, making Krux pull away at that with a huff. “We’ll be fine. Besides it’d be two against one. You know the odds would be on our side.”

Krux sighed. “Fine.” Amanda pulled Phoenix out the door. “Come on. Let’s go.” Acronix followed, looking back to Krux. “I’ll give a call if something happens, alright?” The older twin only looked away with a small hum.

“See ya, big bro.” Acronix called back to him, shutting the door.

-

The building was larger on the inside than it looked on the outside. ‘Guess this is the more advanced look to the usual marketplace.’ His eyes looked around to see people of all kinds walking around. Last he remembered being in a marketplace, it was mostly humans but now there was.. what was the word? Diversity.

There was a diversity of humans, some Serpentine and a few mechanical looking people called Nindroids were acting as security. A smaller Nindroid sat on a taller one’s shoulders. The taller one didn’t seem to mind. In fact it looked like he was used to it from the shorter.

Phoenix kept himself between the younger Time twin and Amanda, trying to avoid any stares. None of them were really turning an eye to him. In fact, it was as if the world had seen the worse than him. They didn’t understand that he could be terrible but he never wanted to go through another timeline and bring ruin to it like he did others. He pulled on his scarf slightly, fiddling with it between his fingers before he gripped on it tightly, making his knuckles turn white.

“Hey... Hey man... Phoenix. Phoenix!” He heard Acronix’s voice break through his thoughts. He let out a small almost silent gasp when his train of thoughts were thrown off the railing. “You alright, man?” A hand firmly held his shoulder, as if he tried to keep the other grounded to reality. Phoenix glanced at his hand for a second and nodded. “I’m alright.”

“Ooh let’s try this place first! It’s not as crowded as the other places.” “Pfft. Not yet.” It seems like this will be quite a while.

What happened next was a mix of “try this” “no this” “let him pick” and a lot of clothing getting thrown at him by the more chaotic time master. He almost got buried by the multiple designer shirts and heavy multi pocket jeans. “You two please... Please stop. I’m stuck.” He managed to get his top half visible. “What’re you doing? Are you trying to throw the whole shelf on me?”

Amanda chuckled at him. “More like throw an entire wardrobe.” Acronix shrugged. “Ey, whichever it is. Go try it all on.” “You sure you’re not just grabbing things for yourself too?” Phoenix raised an eyebrow at him. “What? No. Nonono. Not at all.”

Phoenix rolled his eyes at that and mumbled. “You’re still as obvious as ever.” Acronix hummed. “Hmm? What was that?” The armored man got himself out of the pile. “Nothing. Nothing at all.” He huffed. “Just help me carry some of this you two.”

So basically a whole lot of it got subtracted and put up. Acronix was at first a little disappointed that he couldn’t get a few things but nonetheless still got to purchase something for himself.

Phoenix had let out a soft laugh at Acronix’s excitement. “Hey you actually laughed.” Amanda pointed out. He pulled his scarf up on his face, hiding himself. Acronix pulled on his scarf. “Oh get back out here. She means it’s nice that you’re letting loose.”

“Right?.. Shouldn’t we head back?” He questioned the two. “No way! I said were spending time together so we still have other things to do.”

“Well what did you have in mind?” Amanda gave a grin at them. “I know exactly what.”

-

“Absolutely not! I’ve been stuck in the void for a long time. I do NOT know any of this music.” Phoenix was quick to respond. Amanda, as he found out, was still as stubborn as her grandfather Ray. “Just do it. You need to have some fun.”

He gave her a serious look. “You will not make me.” Acronix grinned at this opportunity “You’re right. She won’t. I will.” He grabbed him by the shoulders. “Set everything down. We’re going up on stage!” Phoenix tried to keep his ground, but Acronix was still able to push him while Amanda took the bags off his arms. “Wait! no!”

“You’re going to do it!”

“Noooo-.” Acronix chuckled at him. “You sound a lot like Krux.” Phoenix froze a little at that. He ended up on stage anyhow. The small luxury he got is what he wasn’t alone and Amanda helped pick the song.

“I can’t do this. I mean how am I supposed to know when to start?” He whispered. “Stop being dramatic. You got this.” Acronix smiled at him. ‘Dear FSM. Don’t smile at me like that.’ He thought just as the music started. “Let’s go. We got some karaoke to do.”

Thankfully it started energetic, except with a piano contrasting to some of the music that he heard on the way here. “Goddammit Amanda. Did you have to pick this band? You know some of their music ain’t my style” Acronix stared at the so called cinnamon roll of the group, who only smiled and snickered up at them.

“It has to be this one.” Acronix hissed softly. “Oh well. Let’s do this. I call the first verse.” Phoenix smiled at his demeanor. He missed that so much.

“I'm sorry, mother, I'm sorry, I let you down / Well, these days I'm fine; no, these days I tend to lie / I'll take the Western train, just by the side of Amsterdam / Just by my left brain, just by the side of the Tin Man” His voice still had that roughness, but he really was trying to go along with the tune. The long haired man looked to the other.

It was Phoenix’s turn and boy to say he was nervous would be an understatement. “I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry, I let you down / Well, these days you're fine; no, these days you tend to lie / You'll take the Western train, just by the side of Amsterdam / Just by your left brain, just by the side of the Tin Man”

“Your time will come / If you wait for it, if you wait for it / It's hard, believe me / I've tried, but I keep coming up short”

“I'm sorry, lover, I'm sorry I bring you down / Well, these days I try, and these days I tend to lie / Kinda thought it was a mystery, and then I thought it wasn't meant to be / You said yourself fantastically, "Congratulations, you are all alone!"” He kept up with the younger Time twin even though he faltered at the end.

“Your time will come / If you wait for it, if you wait for it / It's hard, believe me / I've tried / Your time will come / If you wait for it, if you wait for it / It's hard, believe me / I've tried!” Apparently Phoenix was able to hold the note better than Acronix did and honestly Amanda and the other time master were actually kinda impressed.

“But the rain won't fall for the both of us / The sun won't shine on the both of us / Believe me when I say / That I wouldn't have it any other way!” It was at that moment it happened.

It appeared that he got so lost in the moment that he ended up pulling his scarf right off. The younger Time Twin could actually see his face. He had the same skin tone and hair color. His face shape looked so identical to his and Krux’s. Heck, even his eyebrows and the creases were so alike to one another.

“Your time will come / If you wait for it, if you wait for it / It's hard, believe me / I've tried,” Phoenix smiled so broadly and by FSM, even the way he did it was too hauntingly alike to his own. “But I won't wait much longer / 'Cause these walls, they're crashing down / No, I won't wait much longer / 'Cause these walls, they're crashing down!”

“And I keep coming up short” It was at the last lyric that the other realized that Acronix was dazed at him. He was confused for a moment before he realized that he had pulled off his scarf. He pulled the fabric back on and dropped the mic, turning tail and running.

“Phoenix wait!” Amanda somehow got her leg hooked on the chair leg and tripped herself all over the bags. “You alright, Amanda?” Acronix stood still her side. “I’ll be fine. Go get him!”

He nodded and chased after him. “Come back here! You need to explain!” He screamed after him. “I can’t do that right now!” Phoenix turned his head and yelled back at him with the same exact amount of vigor as Acronix. The Time Twin skidded to a stop and let out. “Phoenix look out!”

“What-.” He turned his head back ahead and in a moment of stupidity, smacked head first into something wooden. “Gah!” He fell back and rubbed his forehead for a moment, feeling a little lightheaded. “Oh fu-.” He mumbled and felt himself beginning to faint. “Phoenix!” He could barely hear Acronix yell. His vision got fuzzy but he could see Acronix running fo his side. “A... Acronix...”

“It’ll be alright. You’ll be fine... Let’s just go home. Krux will know what to do. Amanda, we need help here!” Phoenix couldn’t catch the last bit, but he did manage to see Amanda running up to them. ‘Home...’

-

A groan sounded from him when he awoke. “Oh so now you wake up?” Krux crossed his arms at him. “After fifteen minutes of making Acronix freak out and Amanda worry, you now decide to wake up.” Phoenix covered his eyes, groaning in pain and annoyance. “Shut it, big bro. It’s not like I intended it to happen.”

“Excuse me?” Krux questioned. Phoenix felt himself suddenly pale when he realized that he let the words slip. His hand slid down from his eyes to his nose then his chin. He looked down, seeing his scarf wasn’t there. He supposed that the scarf would he off for his breathing but the more important thing was his- oh no.

He sat up quickly, regretting the action but not caring for his temporary blindness or the headache. Nothing was more important than his treasured object. “Where is it? Where is it?” He could hear it clicking so it wasn’t far, so maybe- “You looking for this?” The ebony haired man looked over to see the older man holding a gold watch with a matching clip attached to a red ribbon. “Give it!”

“Calm yourself. I hadn’t done anything to it.” Krux huffed. “Not like it would let me open it anyway.” He grumbled. Phoenix got up from his spot, stumbling a little on his feet and almost falling forward again. This time, instead of being inconsiderate like he could be, Krux got up in time to catch him. “Stop. You won’t exactly get better if you try to start walking now.”

Phoenix only sighed and held onto him. “Mmm... give me back my watch...” Krux raised an eyebrow. “Why should I? It looks a lot like mine.” The other dug his nails into his outer jacket. “Please... It’s important to me.” He spoke lowly, almost sounding pathetic. The older time master sighed. “Fine but only if you explain..” he looked at him up and down, noting the features, “this whole situation.”

Phoenix took his watch pendant back, clicking it back around his neck. “Huh?” Krux huffed at him, “Don’t give me that shit. I’ve dealt with enough of it throughout the years. Now explain yourself and don’t be vague like Wu.” The younger huffed back at him. “Fine, but don’t blame me when you get confused afterwards.”

So he ended up telling him his whole story. From the moment he lost his arm to being torn out of time, getting forgotten, going through multiple timelines, snatching his arm back from an old friend-now enemy, thrown back out of time again, and everything starts all over. Krux found he was right about being confused over the whole thing. It made too little sense and all the sense in the world, but then-

“Why didn’t you just say so at the beginning?” Krux crosses his arms. Phoenix was quick to mimic him. “And how was I supposed to say it? That there are three hands on the clock but the third hand broke off so the clock doesn’t work right anymore even after trying to put the hands back together?” He sat down with his head in his hands. Dear FSM he looked too much like him with that upset expression. Phoenix sighed softly. “I was stuck there for who knows how long anymore... I’ve had to watch you and Acronix fail every time. There was one time where you two actually took over Ninjago but neither of you were happy..”

He gripped on his pendant watch. Krux could see it glow in a rhythmic beat, almost like... a beating heart. “I.. I was going to try something different.. one more time. If I allowed the plan to go in motion, I could’ve used the Iron Doom to go back a little more.. to stop Chen from ever deceiving us and Clouse from using his spell... If I could’ve done that, I would’ve been there with you two... I could’ve gone home to our Ma and tell her we made it out okay and that Pa missed her so much.”

Acronix looked into the room at that. “Pa?” He questioned. “Yeah.. I saw him for a moment.. Looks like us but.. battered and older. Definitely could tell that he’s seen so much in his years... and still so sad that he can’t ever see Ma again.” The room felt all too gloomy. The third hand decided to change that. “So... how is she?” Krux went to answer. “I know she’s gone now but.. was she okay? At least in health? Anything?”

“Truth be told, she was sad too, but I at least made sure she was better in her later days when-.” Krux began and got interrupted once more, “you mastered your Saunders disguise.” Phoenix nodded and sighed. “Seems like tragedy likes to follow every villain around huh?”

Acronix huffed at them. “Enough sadness. I’m grabbing Kitty and their Minis!” He went out of the room and came back a few seconds later with the fluffy gray tabby cat. “Meow!” “Meow yourself! We need the sadness to leave and you’re always able to make it go away!” Phoenix chuckled at Acronix arguing with the cat. “Oh my god, you were the same way with Sandy.”

“You knew our first cat, Sandy?” Acronix perked up at that. “Of course I did. Fluffy tabby cat that always felt so sandy up in her fur no matter what you do. I wonder if Kitty responds the same way.” Phoenix patted his chest. “Come here, Kitty.” The tabby responded but setting their gloved paws on his chest and rubbing their face on his chin. Phoenix let out a happy gasp. “They do! Oh that’s so precious.”

Acronix chuckled at him. “Kitty likes you already.” “I guess they do.” Phoenix laid back with the cat settling on him. “You fool. You’re not going to be able to get up with the cat on you.” Krux warned him. “Then I’m stuck. That’s it. This is my fate.” He responded while petting the cat. “... You are so much more nicer here than any other timelines I tried to stay in.” He cooed at the kitty. “Acronix, did you forget the little fluffy bean babies?” Acronix responded with “No. They’re coming. Amanda’s getting them.” Amanda came on with kittens crawling over her back. “Help. They climb.”

Krux sighed at them. “Yes they do climb, Amanda. They’re assholes in training.” They mewled at him just suddenly grabbing them. “Don’t argue with your grandpa. I’m not in the mood.” “Mew~” “Do one good thing for me and just keep this one stuck with your parent.” Phoenix gasped. “No wait.” “You started this. You’re gonna remain stuck now.” Acronix smirked at Krux. “Don’t you mean you’re gonna remain stuck meow?” Krux turned his head at him with the most unamused face you’d ever see. “Do NOT ruin this.”

Phoenix chuckled at him with Acronix. “That’s it. I’m leaving.” Krux left. “Amanda you have to get home before Kai decides to come to the door.” The young brunette smiled. “Alright. I’m coming back tomorrow though.” He could hear Krux give an audible sigh, “Fine.”

Kitty remained seated on Phoenix, purring underneath his pets. “Yeah. You’re already fitting in nicely. Krux will probably keep you too.” He looked up to Acronix. “You think so?” “Probably because he doesn’t always want to hear me rant about Kitty at three in the morning.” Phoenix smiled. The younger Time twin smiled too, matching his. Phoenix let out a chuckle and, for once, he felt that maybe it was going to be a grand time... even if he forgot that the time was limited to him.

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Part two - coming soon

You heard me. I had to split this into parts. Mostly because I need to relearn how to write the Twins and this is mostly an AU from my friend (I’m calling it Redeemed AU because well her OC has the ability of a cinnamon roll and is able to befriend just about any and everybody including the villains) and then I just stuck my OC right in there so this is gonna be a while.

#ninjakitten’s writing #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago au #multiverse au #redeemed au #ninjago fanfic #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago acronix #acronix ninjago #acronix #ninjago krux #krux ninjago #krux #ninjago oc #ninjago phoenix #oc: phoenix #ninjago amanda #oc: amanda #amanda smith #dr. kitty saunders

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Meeting Roman Godfrey

Chapter 1

Warning - cursing.

I never thought I’d miss traffic and noise. I always took it all for granted, hated it even. But now itd be a welcome old friend. Instead here i was, in a town with a handful of stop lights and not even one mall. You had to go on a road trip, to experience civilization, but I loved my uncle and he needed me... even if he wouldn’t admit it. 

I spotted a Barnes and Noble and actually squealed in excitement. i pulled up in my big body Benz and looked a little bit out of place, but i didnt care. My car was understated low profile over the top. With its clear panoramic sunroof, so much technology, and ambiance lighting, id always kid with my uncle that i needed it for my mental health. Really I was terribly spoiled and I knew it, yet I appreciated it and never tried to rub it anyone’s face and NEVER bragged.

inside there was a shockingly big lego display and i remembered how much i used to love assembling complicated structures, while most girls played wth dolls. People never interested me, like how machines and structures did. While most little girl wanted to play with dollies and imagine scenarios about their weddings and husbands, I was trying to improve my laptop (catching a few on fire in my early years).

I walked over and spotted a gigantic Death Star set and clapped in delight, when i heard a chuckle behind me. I turned around to find the best looking man I’d ever seen, dressed in a very nice suit for New York, let alone this shit hole town. He didnt waver or look away when i looked at him and almost looked as though he were daring me to look away. My god he was shockingly gorgeous but looks never have intimidated me, not much of anything does.

“What’s funny?” I asked looking him dead in the eye.

“You.” He smirked.

“Your face is funny.” i huffed and rolled my eyes. Who did he think he was? Green eyed, puffy lipped bastard.

To my surprise he laughed and looked me up and down. Assessed me like i was livestock. sizing me up and trying to decide if he could break me. 

“I’m Roman.”

“I’m American.” I replied.

“No my name is Roman.” He laughed heartily. An amused twinkle in his eye.

He really had the best smile, and I really have a thing for noses, if you think about it, its the most imprtant facial feature. A nose can make or break a face, and his cute little slightly upturned nose with its perfect symmetry was for sure making it. combine that with gorgeous green eyes, long lashes, defined bone structure and standing at least 6′3″ he must be one of the biggest pains in the ass, this side of the Mississippi!

 If i was the type to give a shit, I might feel self conscious in my velvet Juicy track suit with my hair in a sloppy pony tail and not even a stitch of make up but luckily i was not. Why pretty boy wanted to trade names, probably had nothing to do with me, and much more to do with what he could get out of me. I usually didn’t pay much attention to anyone of the opposite sex, I just didn’t have the patience or interest, but something about this one...

“Generally when I tell someone my name, they oblige me with their own.” He said staring into my eyes with such an intensity that I reacted almost involuntarily.

I have a defect. If someone tries to tell me what to do or control me, I am not fucking having it. Authority has always been an issue, and this was no different. I bet he isnt used to being ignored, and i do enjoy helping people expand their horizons so i turned around and acted like I hadnt heard him.

He walked in front of me, blocking my view of the legos and ducked down a bit to get eye contact. He’s either crazy or incredibly confident. I raised my eyebrows as if to say “can i help you” and I know my face was absolutely sassy.

His face hardened “tell me. Your. Name.” He said slowly and deliberately.

Now it was my turn to laugh. I looked at him to see the smile or just kiddding , but it never came... WOW. So I leaned my face a couple inches from his face and I said “ha. Ha. Ha.”

The look on his face was absolutely priceless and just as I was about to walk away victorious, his nose began to bleed. Probably a coke head, i thought but I was pretty bored in this town so I figured I’d give him the benefit of the doubt and help him out. 

“Oh shit, your nose is bleeding.” i said lookinbg around for any type of tissue, when i noticed we were right next to the restrooms.

“What? Seriously? Can you get it?” he implored looking all frightened, dare I say fragile.

Without any hesitation, I wiped the blood from his face. “Come with me, we need tissue, bathroom is right here. Look up and hold your nose.” I grabbed his hand and recieved a shock. static electricity stayed with me a lot and often scared people but he didnt even flinch. He laced his fingers in mine as if it were the most natural thing in the world and i led him to the bathroom.

Once inside, I grabbed some tissues and directed him to stand over the sink. I wet some paper towels and wiped away the blood and then took took the dry tissues and pushed his head back and crammed little tissue torpedos in his perfect little nose. 

“Gotta admit, this is new.” He quipped, admiring my handy work in the mirror and laughing in spite of himself. 

“What? Bloody nose or a girl not being putty in your manicured hands?”

“Um.... all of it. You don’t listen, you’re kind of rude, but then when theres an issue, you dont hesitate to help and then you’re taking better care of my nose bleed than anyone. no one really takes charge with me.... and now I’m in a bathroom with a woman and we aren’t fucking.” He laughed again.

“Fucking. Classy. If I didn’t know any better I’d swear you were the Godfrey asshole everyone keeps telling me about.” Ever since I’d arrived at Hemlock grove, I’d heard Godfrey this and Godfrey that. Their name was on everything and I’d heard the son was like a 21 year old gorgeous ladies man that was as kind as he was humble. 

His face fell into a frown.

“I see that’s the general consensus about that guy. Cheer up Charlie, your nose stopped bleeding most likely, let me just pull these out. i gently pulled the tissues from his nose and waited for blood but none came. “Boom mothafucka its on!” i laughed at my own ridiculousness before turning and washing my hands.

“You are ridiculous” he stated matter of factly. 

Roman stood there quietly thinking. I could almost feel the wheels turning in his head. His mood had completely changed at the mention of the Godfrey kid.Maybe his family had lost everything because of them too or the guy stole this guys girl, i felt a little guilty so i relented a tiny bit.

“Hey listen, Roman was it?” He nodded and bit his lip. oh he knows what hes doing. boy he was trouble “I’m sorry if the Godfrey’s are a sore subject. I don’t know anything about anybody here. I’m just helping out my crazy uncle that fell down his basement stairs and broke his hands and neck. I’m from the west coast and this dreary fucking place isn’t exactly my cup of tea. I don’t know why I’m rude before I’m polite but it’s involuntary. My name is Letha, it’s like Lisa with a lisp and now I’ve officially over shared.” I could feel my face turning red. Why was He making me such an awkward mess? My God this WAS new.

suddenly he grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me in stopping just an inch away from my face. “Who put you up to this?” He asked with such venom in his voice it made me flinch. “WHO!?!?!” He screamed in my face.

I tried to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. My mind raced and I began to panic. No one has ever screamed in my face like this and I didn’t like it and yet, the way his eyes searched mine and the tenseness in his body and just sheer panic made me do something I hardly ever did. Especially to a crazy stranger in the bathroom, but I had the overwhelming NEED to hug him. I fought past his hands trying to hold my shoulders in kind of a silly slap fight and grabbed him around the waist and buried my head in his shoulder. He smelled so good.This was outright crazy behavior for me, and i was confusing myself but if i tried to not think, it almost felt nice. A tense minute passed with me holding him as he calmed his breathing with his arms raised. If anyone walked in, it’d be pretty weird.

“Nobody sent me you nut job! Hug me back, you need a hug. And I am NOT a hugger.” i squeezed even harder, nuzzling my face into his collar, his chin gently resting on my head.

His arms hesitantly closed around my back and then he crushed me into a deep embrace. He really did need a hug. “You ok now crazy?” I asked trying to pull back to look at his face but he held me fast. He started to shudder a bit and it was then I felt the moisture hitting my forehead. 

Was this crazy ass dude crying? Oh no he was really crazy. Shit shit shit. Good job Letha, you’re gonna get murdered in a bookstore bathroom in shit hole Pennsylvania on a Friday afternoon. Why did you hug this fucking guy? Are you crazy?

Roman loosened his grip and looked deep in my eyes searching for something. What? Im unsure, but he must of found it, because he laughed and looked almost sweet, except tears were running down his face and a moment earlier he screamed at me. Boy I can pick em.

“Well Ms Letha, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’d love nothing more than to take you out this evening wherever you want to go. Before you refuse, I assure you I’m not crazy, it’s just I had a cousin named Letha, which I’m sure you’re aware is an unusual name, that I loved very much and she passed and I’m sorry. It caught me off guard.”

I had heard about that Letha. Everyone that found out my name, told me about Letha Godfrey, the Godfrey girl that was as kind as she was beautiful, but tragically got knocked up and lost her mind talking about angels being the father, and dating some weirdo outcast. when she went to give birth in the familys intimidating skyscraper medical facility, she mysteriously died and so did her baby.

“You’re the Godfrey kid.” I practically whispered staring at him with wide eyes as I tried to recall what I’d said about him TO him.

“Hardly a kid anymore I think.” He smiled. He was so handsome, it was freaking me out. “What’s your phone number? I have to run to the white tower, and then I’m all yours.”

I knew better. He was too good looking and too rich and too everything but something told me he needed me. I know it sounds crazy but I believed in my heart and soul, this perfect beautiful fucking legend of a man needed me. I can’t explain why. I told him my number and turned to walk out of the bathroom, but he grabbed my hand.

“Please answer.” He pleaded pressing a kiss to my hand. He wasn’t trying to make me do anything now. He was giving the power over to me and i was honestly taken aback a bit by the almost desperate look in his eyes. I knew in my heart, he genuinely needed me, but for what?

I can’t explain the feeling I felt in that bathroom with this man, but when I say I felt a deeper connection to him than I’d ever felt in my 22 years on this earth, I mean it. It was thrilling, and scary, and strange. I smiled at him and nodded my head.I tried to lie to myself and act like i wasnt going to answer but dammit I so was. 

Maybe it would work in my best interests favor that my uncles’ home was 50 miles outside of town in a very isolated area so I doubted once I told him where hed have to pick me up, he’d actually follow through.

He didn’t follow me out of the bathroom and I just made a bee line for my car. I had to go. I couldn’t help smiling from ear to ear. The cashier smirked at me with what I suspect a knowing glance. Boy oh boy did I know better than to get involved with this guy, but what was the worst that could happen?

#roman godfrey #hemlock grove #bill skarsgard #bill istvan günther skarsgård #bad boy #bad idea #letha #letha godfrey #fanfic #relationshit #meetingroman100 #my writing

[marvelmando]

let there be light - pt. 2

summary: y/n has been living with tony stark since she was three, after a lab accident killed her parents, and left her with the ability to create and manipulate light. since then, she battles as an avenger, and eventually, as a babysitter for a certain new hero. she doesn’t mind it though, because she’s always wanted to live a normal teenage life… and possibly also because peter’s cute.

contains: swearing, angst, fluff

notes: what the actual fuck the last chapter literally blew up i don’t think i can say thank you enough????? i appreciate every single message, reply, note, and reblog, and im sorry if i don’t respond, or upload frequently. i just had major back surgery and im now back at school so im literally drowning in make-up work. but ill try my very very best!!! also: please send me an ask if you’d like to be in my taglist! if you only reply i can’t promise i will see it :) but thank you all sososososo much!!

part 1

For the following two months, Tony you prepare to go undercover at Midtown School of Science and Technology as yourself, Y/N Stark.

Now, you weren’t really the biological child of Tony’s, but his adoptive daughter. For reasons you didn’t know, you’d been sent to live with Tony when you were three, after an accident had killed your parents. Or, at least, you pretended not to know. The real reasons were strictly confidential, and only a handful of people knew besides Tony, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, and the highest ranks in government.

Keeping secrets was second nature to you by now, which made you ideal for an undercover mission. Also, Natasha had taught you a few things after your heroic debut in the Battle of New York, wherein after you became a full-fledged Avenger despite only being 11 years old.

The world had not yet known that Tony Stark had a daughter, whether biological or not, which made you unsure. However, Tony made the point that you were going to grow up into an adult one day, and he hoped that you would keep his surname. Of course, as a slightly anxiety-ridden girl, you worried that would cause a lot of unwanted attention towards you. But Tony was right. Besides, what other surname could you use?

Now, you weren’t really going undercover at Midtown. You didn’t have a fake name or a fake backstory, like you usually would. You were just... you. But you were going undercover to Peter, as Artemis. You would watch over him, guide him as a fellow superhero by night, and a friendly girl by day.

Luckily, and not surprisingly, Tony had already thought ahead.

Now that he didn’t have much to worry about Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, he put most of his effort into this spider kid. Sometimes you wouldn’t see Tony for days, as he holed himself away in his workshop, only briefly scampering to the kitchen for water and food.

You were concerned about Tony. You knew about his nightmares, and vaguely about something called Thanos, but every time you tried to confront him, Tony would shut you down.

“Hey, Kiddo, ready for your first day of school?” A brown paper bag plopped on the counter in front of you.

Looking up, you saw Tony across from you, sporting a tight smile. The corner of your lips twitched as you snatched the bag. “Ready as ever.”

Tony drove you to school in his Audi R8, obviously the most conservative car he owned. The drive was long and silent, as you mulled over everything that could possibly go wrong.

As if he could hear your thoughts, Tony awkwardly reached over the console and patted your hand, which was rested on your knee. “You’re gonna do fine, Light-bulb. After all, you are a Stark.”

This made you smile genuinely, as you thanked him with your eyes. For the past twelve years you’ve lived with Tony, as much as he was caring, you never felt like you belonged there. As much as you had the last name, you weren’t sure that you could be a Stark.

Pulling into the school, you could see heads turning as you passed, through the tinted windows. You instinctively shrunk in your seat, feeling as if bugs were crawling over your skin.

The car in front of you, a silver convertible, honked its horn twice, as a lanky figure dodged it as he crossed the street. Almost immediately, you recognized the boy as Peter. He hurried up the stairs of the school, and you had Tony stop the car.

You stumbled out of the car, giving Tony a quick goodbye. You barely noticed the whispers and the glances as you hurried your pace to catch up with the boy.

“Peter!” You whisper-yelled, although you weren’t sure why. It’s not like you were trying to keep your interactions a secret.

After months of doing research on his powers, you knew he had heightened senses. However, if he heard you, he didn’t act like it. You figured he hadn’t, due to the earbuds in his ears, and the loud chattering of the students.

You pushed your way through the crowd, watching as Peter slipped in the front doors. You kept him in your sight, weaving through the conglomerates of social groups clogging up the hallways.

At one point, something had tugged on your hair, hard. Apparently, one of the students had a drone of some sort, and was struggling to control the thing. It got caught in your hair as you passed, and the boy holding the control squeaked as the drone continued to malfunction. Trying not to break the device, you took hold of it.

You untangled your strands from the metal, and handed it back to the kid. He was younger than you, skinny, with dark skin and glasses too large for his face. He took his drone with shaky hands, and pushed his glasses back up his nose. He stuttered out an apology, and you gave him a warm smile.

“Try fixing the circuit board, one of the motor hinges is loose.” You said as you walked away from him. The kid’s jaw dropped. You laughed to yourself.

Once again looking for a sign of the curly-haired boy, you made your way down the hall. You noticed a group of cheerleaders, who had suddenly taken an interest in you. They whispered among themselves, looking you up and down as you passed. You gripped the strap of your backpack tighter.

You almost hadn’t seen it, but there Peter was, at a locker behind the cheerleaders.

“Peter!” You sighed in relief, and hurried towards him. “Thank god I found you, I almost—” 

You stopped shortly when you noticed the larger boy across from Peter, mouth open mid-sentence, and holding a small Lego figure. “Is that Emperor Palpatine?”

Both boys’ eyes widened.

“Um, hey, Y/N, ri—right? What—uh, what are you doing here?” Peter laughed awkwardly, folding his arms. “And—you know who Emperor Palpatine is?”

You shrugged, clutching your backpack. “I’ve got a lot of time on my hands. But um, yeah, I kind of go here now?”

The chubby boy looked back and forth between you and Peter, obviously confused.

“Oh! Um, Y/N this is Ned, my best friend. Ned, this is Y/N—”

“Hi,” You held your hand out so he could shake it. He seemed hesitant, still perplexed at how you and Peter knew each other. “I, um, work for Tony Stark. That’s how we know each other.”

“Right!” Peter cried, realizing now what your angle was. “The internship.”

Ned seemed satisfied at this answer, the shy expression from earlier gone and replaced with a bright grin. “Well, you like Star Wars! Right? Because I got this sick Death Star Lego set, and it has 3,803 pieces!”

“That’s insane!”

“Wow, that sounds rad.” You chuckled, and you heard the group of cheerleaders snicker, as one of them didn’t even attempt to hide their distaste as the said, “so lame”. You looked down at your feet, hiding your face as you tried to contain your embarrassment.

“I know right! So I was wondering if you wanted to build it tonight?” The three of you began to walk down the halls, and you walked beside Peter, Ned on his other side. “You can come too, Y/N!”

Before you could respond, Peter stepped in. “No, I can’t tonight, I’ve got the Stark—”

“Stark internship. Always about that internship.” Peter scratched his neck. “What about you, then, Y/N, or do you have the internship too?”

“No, um, I’m free tonight.” You smiled across at Ned. You were looking forward to go home so you could read or work of Spider-Man’s AI system, but you reminded yourself that this was good—normal. Hanging out with other teens after school. Right?

Peter shot you a look but you avoided his gaze.

The two friends began to discuss jobs, but you watched your feet, clutching your class schedule from your pocket.

While Ned talked on about the Death Star, Peter’s focus drifted. His footsteps faltered, and his eyes pinched in the corners so it looked like they were smiling. Curious as to what caught Peter’s attention, you followed his gaze.

Whoever this girl was, she was beautiful. Her skin was tan and smooth, and even though she was only in a sweater and a skirt, she still managed to look like a model. Her lips were full and her eyes were warm, and you couldn't help but shiver. You looked down at yourself, noting the dull skin color and frizzy hair, paired with jeans and your old band t-shirt, and wondered if anyone would ever look at you like that.

Glancing at your schedule with a heavy heart and an aching feeling behind your nose, you realized that class started in just five minutes and you still had no idea where you were going.

“Hey, um, do either of you have AP Physics with Mrs. Warren?” You asked.

Ned nodded. “Yeah, Peter does. He could take you there.”

Peter smiled to himself, although it appeared as though he wasn’t even listening to you. “Yeah, that’d be great.”

At that moment, a sharp ringing noise sounded. You cringed at the horrible sound. “That’s the warning bell.” Ned told you.

“I’m gonna be late, shit.” You glanced up at Peter. You grabbed his clothed arm gently, drawing him out of his trance. Looking down at you, you took in the warmth of his dark eyes. “You ready?”

He nodded, head turning to catch the pretty, dark-skinned girl disappear behind a wall of lockers.

As it turned out, you shared all of your classes with Peter Parker. You were grateful to have someone you knew in all of your classes, but you were annoyed at the great probability that Tony had meddled in your scheduling. You had to remind yourself, however, that you were not just here for the hell of it, but you were actually supposed to be “babysitting” the new hero.

But as much as you tried to tell yourself that this was only a mission, you couldn’t help but feel like this was going to turn into something much more.

At the moment, Peter sat next to you with his head buried in the screen of his laptop, as he diligently watched a video of Spider-Man stopping a car from smashing into the side of a bus. You rolled your eyes at his lack of subtly. How did everyone not know his secret by now?

“Okay, so how do we calculate linear acceleration between points A and B?” The teacher pointed to the board, and then to a kid that sat in the row in front of you. “Flash.”

“It’s the product of sine of the angle and gravity divided by mass.” He answered confidently. You snickered, knowing he got it wrong.

“Nope.” Mrs. Warren said. “Peter. You still with us?”

Peter’s head snapped up, only taking a second to look at the board before answering. “Uh, yeah, yeah.” He shut his laptop carefully. “Uh... Mass cancels out, so it’s just gravity times sine.”

Looking at him from the corner of your eye, you were impressed at how easily Peter managed to get everything correct, despite the distractions.

The teacher also seemed impressed, but not surprised. “Right. See, Flash, being the fastest isn’t always the best if you are wrong.”

As the class snickered, Flash turned in his seat to Peter and whispered, “You’re dead.”

You narrowed your eyes at the boy. You wanted to reach over and smack him upside the head, but you promised to behave. For some reason, Peter had been glancing back at the clock hanging up on the wall every couple of minutes.

The next period, Peter had used the opportunity to mix some of his web fluid right in the middle of class. You were close to screaming at that point. This kid was definitely going to get caught. You made sure to warn him with a harsh whisper whenever the chemistry teacher neared.

After that was lunch. You sat across Ned and Peter, and glanced down the nearly empty table, save for the girl immersed in a book a couple of seats down. Digging into your school-bought lunch, you noticed Peter’s glazed over eyes as his head rested on his propped up arm.

You turned, realizing he was staring at the same pretty girl from earlier, who stood on a ladder, hanging up a paper sign that had “Homecoming Is Almost Here! Are You Ready” in painted cursive. You turned back around, stabbing your steamed broccoli angrily with your fork. 

You weren’t sure why exactly you were mad, you barely knew Peter. Perhaps it was the adoring and endearing look in Peter’s expression that made your stomach twist itself into knots.

“Did Liz get a new top?” Peter said absentmindedly. You glanced up, but he was still transfixed on the girl, Liz. Even her name was beautiful.

No. We’ve seen that before, but never with that skirt.” Ned answered.

“We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy.” Peter mentioned, but it seemed like he wasn’t planning on stopping any time soon.

“Too late.” The girl a couple of seats piped up, startling you. You faintly noticed a purple section in her ponytail. “You guys are losers.” She turned back to her novel.

“And absolutely ludicrous.” You quipped, and met eyes with the girl, who gave you a small, amused smirk in return.

“Well, then why do you sit with us?” Ned pointed out.

“Because I don’t have any friends.” The girl responded, effectively ending the conversation.

Somehow, Tony managed to get you into the Academic Decathlon team with little dispute, which is where you went next.

You sat on the sidelines, observing the team, as Liz quizzed them. The members were funny and eccentric, and you liked most of them, except for Flash, who was on the team somehow.

You watched Peter as he talked to the team’s sponsor, Mr. Harrington. “Peter, it’s Nationals. Is there no way you can take one weekend off?”

“I can’t go to Washington because if Mr. Stark needs me, I have to make sure I’m here.” Peter said, clearly exasperated. You watched him intently, wanting to say something about how Tony would most likely not call on him for another mission again anytime soon, but feared his response in case he grew suspicious.

“You’ve never even been in the same room as Tony Stark.” Flash shouted.

“Wait, what’s happening?” One girl asked.

“Peter’s not going to Washington.” Said another girl, lying on the floor on her stomach next to them.

Cries of protest came from Peter’s teammates, as one kid, who you knew was Abraham, dinged the bell to ask, “Why not?”

“Really?” Liz asked, genuinely concerned but too sweetly for your liking. “Right before Nationals?”

“He already quit marching band and robotics club.” The girl from lunch, Michelle, Peter told you, mentioned. As heads turned to look curiously at her, she simply shrugged. “I’m not obsessed with him; I’m just very observant.”

“Flash, you’re in for Peter.” Liz announced.

“Oof, I don’t know.” Flash said. “I gotta check my calendar first. I got a hot date with Artemis coming up.”

Before you could stop yourself, you snorted loudly. “As if.” You scoffed, before realizing what you had said. Everyone looked at you, and you hid your face behind your hair again.

The rest of the school day, Peter grew increasingly restless. By the time the final bell rung, Peter shot out of his seat and bolted for the door.

You could have easily caught up to him if you were allowed to use your powers, and you were practically itching to release the contained energy. But you couldn’t, so you didn’t.

“Peter!” You called out to him, crashing through the doors after him. You saw him jump the extremely tall fence, and cursed at him silently.

Knowing already what you needed to do, you met Happy in the car waiting for you the next street down.

“Happy, take me home, and make it quick. I gotta change.”

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[m0onbean]

Movie Dates with ASTRO

this is a long thread!

MJ

would probably choose a comedy movie

would buy the largest size of popcorn and accidentally spill some on the way to your seats

you actually die of embarrassment around him

he would laugh at the serious moments in the movie

i kid you not this grown man would very quietly not so quietly murmur "that's what she said" 

you wanted to die but it was amusing

would embarrass you by turning around to the kids sitting behind you

"this is my girlfriend (Y/N)"

"MJ what are you doi-"

"isn't she pretty?"

the kids would nod their heads and MJ would smile not before growing serious and suddenly snapping

"she's mine though, understood?!"

poor children would widen their eyes and you would give MJ a >:( look

MJ would give you a ;) look

whenever something remotely funny happened he would look at your face to see your reaction

turns out you kept a straight face the whole movie

bc

the movie wasn't funny

after the movie ended MJ would act clingy and cute

"did you like the movie?"

"hmm it was okay"

he would whine

"you're not satisfied?"

"no if you had fun then i'm satisfied"

"let's movie hop to whatever movie you would like"

"isn't that illegal"

"it's not illegal as long as you don't get caught"

MJ would make sure you had fun by randomly snickering comments in your ear which made you two burst in laughter

throw popcorn at eachother and look away pretending as if nothing happened

annoy the employees by constantly refilling popcorn

end up watching every movie in the theater

you two are probably banned tbh

in the end it doesn’t matter

the funnest time you’ve ever had at the movies

Jinjin

lets you make all the decisions

doesn't care what movie it is

just wants to spend time with you

ends up watching a movie about dogs

jinjin would subconsciously coo "aww" under his breath whenever a dog showed up

so like

during the whole movie

you learned that jinjin loves dogs

he would mutter in your ear

"let's get a dog"

seveRAL times

"how about that breed?"

"what do you think? small or big dog?"

you would just scoff but squeeze his cheeks

"you're so cute"

would hold your hand during the entire film

would randomly tap on your shoulder

"what do you want?"

"can you hold this?"

he would stick his hand in his jacket

his hands pops back up with a finger heart

would look at you proudly

"i'm such a cute boyfriend"

you would roll your eyes but return the heart

"jinjin look here"

you would pretend to look for something in your pockets

"did you forget your wallet? it's ok i paid" he would worriedly ask

"found it!" you would exclaim

sticks your hand back up

BAM! finger heart

he would uncontrollably smile

by the time you two are out of the theaters

guess what

a dog died at the end

jinjin is literally sobbing

you hug him and soothe him

"it's ok jinjin... he's in a better place now"

he cries harder and grips onto you tightly

"snowball didn't deserve that..."

"i understand"

he would be sniffing continuously on the drive home

"babe..." 

he takes out his phone and starts typing passionately

"what are you doing?"

"i'm writing a five star review on the movie"

Eunwoo

chose whatever movie you wanted

paid for your ticket although you insisted it was fine

"(Y/N) i'm supposed to be paying you'll make me look bad"

"fine but i'm paying next time"

loves how stubborn you are about it

constantly asking if you want anything

"want some popcorn? or anything else? ice cream? mozzerella sticks? nachos?"

in the theater he would laugh inside at you

because you were like

about to fall asleep

your eyelids were giving up on you

your head kept falling

you tried your best to stay awake but

the 

movie

was 

boring 

he would notice how tired you were

wouldn't say anything but would lift the seat divider up

tucks you inside his humongous winter coat

you would snuggle inside since it was warm

wraps his arms around you 

kisses your forehead when he notices you fall asleep

lowkey grateful the date turned out like this

he was never interested in the movie in the first place

your eyebrows would scrunch up suddenly

he would be alarmed

it would look like you're in pain

he would rub your back soothingly

gives you multiple kisses

your expression would wash off your face upon feeling his touch

now you're smiling in your sleep

his heart is aching

he's trying not to fanboy right then and there

he loves you so much

when the movie ends he would nudge your shoulder

"(Y/N) wake up sleeping beast"

when you fully regain conscious you would be embarrased

"u-uh sorry if I ruined the date"

he would laugh

because

you made the date better than he would even imagine

"let's do this more" 

he would say and wink

you die out of humiliation

Moonbin

moonbin would buy the whole food shop

like

actually

"hi can i get two large sodas, large buttered popcorn, an ice cream bar, oh do you guys have chicken nuggets? yeah? i'll take that 2 lmfaO. no wtf im not done. some mozzarella sticks, chicken tenders- what do you mean the bill is over $50? scuse me im an idol"

s m h

during the movies you two would just be talking the whole time

honestly what was the point of going if you two were just gonna have  nice conversation

everybody looking at u 2 because

on moonbin's lap are the chicken tenders, mozzarella sticks, and drinks

on your lap would be the chicken nuggets, and whatever tf he ordered

a F E A S T

everyone lowkey hates u guys

bc 

the chicken nuggets smelled good

and u two were conversing so casually

a kid actually kicked your guys' seat

"can u shut up i can't hear"

"scuse me i'm an idol"

"u dont look like one"

you had to restrain this GROWN man from fighting some 10 year old

don't worry about leftovers

legend says that moonbin inhales the food

you two would be having a pick up line war

"hey baby. tie your shoelaces i dont want u falling for anybody else"

"are you a laptop? bc you can make my lap warm."

"wtf was that dirty"

"no omg i swear i didnt mean it like that"

"lets break up"

a forceful kick to moonbin's chair

"SHUT THE F-"

you 2 were kicked out

what gives

the food wasnt that gr8 anyways

"its the theater's fault. shouldve put more interesting movies so we wouldnt chatter so much"

"yeah" you groaned "long movies are boring anyways"

"you know what else is lon-"

legend says that moonbin still flinches whenever you slightly raise your foot

Rocky

tHIS BOI

very quiet around people

but around you??

hohohohoho

WHO BROUGHT A MONKEY IN THIS THEATER

he's actually jumping around on his toes

"omg i'm so excite!!"

"minhyuk can u calm down"

"but the new lego movie came out and i'm really excited bc my fav character was the unicorn cat girl bc she's really nice and stuff but when shes angry shes ready to fite and i think that represents me bc u kno how im all fluffy and stuff when we first meet but like if somebody messes with me or you or anybody i am friends with they get beat up even tho im smol"

"...we're not even watching the new lego movie."

THIS KID WOULD JUST WALK UP TO THE MANAGER AND ASK FOR AN EXCHANGE OF TICKETS

"I THOUGHT WE WERE WATCHING THE NEW LEGO MOVIE WTF (Y/N)"

"YOU SAID I COULD CHOOSE"

"BUT WE'RE A TELEPATHIC COUPLE. I SENT U A MESSAGE TO CHOOSE THE NEW LEGO MOVIE."

you would massage your temples in frustration

angry -> happy when the manager lets him exchange it

in the theaters he'd be so happy

"u can be the wyldstyle to my emmet"

"mkay."

he would pout

"babe i put a lot of thinking into that pickup line so i really dont appreciate it when you start doing this to me because like i put so much in this relationshi-"

u would stuff popcorn in his mouth so he can shut up

his eyes would intently follow the movie

hes so into it!!

would laugh a little too loudly at the jokes

scrunches up face when the bad guy does something bad

widen eyes at intense scenes

when unikitty popped up on the screen

tHIS BOI

"OMG UNIKITTY!" he would scream

rips open his jacket and reveals a unikitty shirt

whole theater glaring at him

you are actually hiding in your sweater

"pls kill me"

after the movie

"minhyuk this relationship isnt working"

"wdym lol"

"you're a disgrace to me"

"huh"

"uR LIKE IN COLLEGE AND YOU'RE WEARING A UNIKITTY SHIRT TO THE MOVIES."

"i only wear my idol's merch <3"

u would sigh

he would put his jacket back on and hug u

"sry babe next time ill get a shirt with YOUR face on it"

"wow thanks"

"mhm np"

Sanha

"w-why'd u choose a horror movie"

you had to drag this tall baby in the theaters

"i don't want to..." he would whine

"please sanha"

you would perform your aegyo on him

shooting him finger hearts and comfort

"sanha u r a man u can do this"

upon hearing he's a man he'd be like

"oK i can do this i'm a man"

clinging onto your arm during the whole movie

would close his eyes and bury his face in your arm

"tell me when its over"

you would pet his floof hair

"its ok sanha, you're my brave knight arent you?"

he immediately recomposes himself and sits up straight

"yes. your majesty i will save u"

few minutes in and he gave up

is actually hugging you full on

not even watching the movie

"sanha... the movie's done now"

after u two are out the theaters

"THAT WAS AN EASY MOVIE I CAN WATCH ANYTHING NOW"

proud of himself

it was cute but

"really? wanna watch the sequel?"

sanha would loudly gulp

"um."

when he would drop you off at your house

he would be stalling time

"sanha you can go now"

"u-uh..."

"r u scared lol"

"lolololol hahahah wdym"

ends up staying the night at your place

cuddling with you the entire night

he would sort of flinch in his sleep

or his body would jump suddenly

nightmare??

u would kiss his forehead and wake him up

"are you ok?"

he would stare at you

and

HE WOULD PERFORM THE "I DREAMED OF A GHOST" AEGYO

"pls go back to sleep and never wake up"

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[onlyjihoons]

boyfriend!jaehyun

ask:  I'm in love with boyfriend!haechan so can you do the same with Jaehyun and/or Mark and/or Ten (depending on how busy you are)? Please 💕 and thanks ❤ -anon friend

omg im so so so thankful you liked my bf!donghyuck au ahhh and i’m really sorry this took so long because it was the chinese new year holidays and i was visiting my friends and family and on top of that, schoolwork has been piling up since the common tests are coming up real soon,, i cri ;-; but my ask box is always open because after my homework is done i usually think of plots for my asks hehe ok im ranting too much 

pls give casper/jeffery lots of luv bc he’s rlly fluffy and i practically say this to everyone in nct but i nearly swerved into his lane at one point ngl

ok shall we start

let’s go

so there was once upon a time

where you moved to america for a period of time bc your parents were posted to work there

and this neighbourhood was super pretty like this:

and like

the neighbour beside ya’ll invited your fam into their house for a break

and they greeted you w loads of snacks:

and turns out they’re koreans being sent to america to work too

and like there was this shy boy hiding behind his mom

“yoonoh! don’t be shy!” you hear his mom nag

“...”

in the end his mom had to drag him

“this is yoonoh, he’s 6 this year”

and she got your mom get all excited like

dRaGgInG you too

“this is Y/N, she’s the same age as yoonoh!”

since that boy was so so shy

shy shy shy

you had to introduce yourself first

“i’m Y/F/N, let’s be friends yoonoh-ya.”

and he just sMiLeS at you

w those cute deep dimples

and you were shookt bc he wasn’t that shy boi anymore wth

then he just drags you upstairs to his room

to show you his Lego collection

and that’s where it all started

fast forward 8 years later

ya’ll were at your friend’s lil birthday party

and by now you guys were neighbours and best friends at the same time

so ya’ll played truth and dare w your friends

ok a lil back track here

there was one fine day when you and jaehyun were playing on the swing

and you noticed how handsome he was

like he was already cute enough

and your hormones whispering to you like

“he’s cute! go get him!”

you nod internally but another part of you stops yourself

“don’t do it you’re gonna risk your friendship”

so you just sigh to yourself and keep that crush on him to yourself

and you vented your feelings into your diary

you brought that diary to school

and left it on your table during recess

your other bestfriend not so innocently peeks into your sacred diary

bc she saw you acting more girly around jaehyun

and boom

she knew

so she told the whole class about it

except you and jaehyun

she also knows about jaehyun’s crush on you

thanks to his trustworthy friends

and she planned all of this on purpose

ok back to the party

when the pen pointed between you and jaehyun

ya’ll picked dare bc yolo

but

your friends dared ya’ll 7 minutes in heaven

they locked ya’ll in this attic

which was pretty cosy tbh

sat face to face w each other

and your defence mechanism kicks in

“more like 7 minutes in hell,” you scoffed

little did you know that you hurt poor woojae’s feelings

and his face turns serious like

“Y/N,”

“what”

“can i tell you something?”

“yeah sure”

“promise not to tell anyone”

“we’re best friends, yoonoh-yah.”

then he snapped at the word best friends

“i really hate it when you say that!”

and you were like whot is happening did i do smth wrong

“i really hate it when you label us as best friends”

then you thought he was being ridiculous

“then what do you want us to be?”

“i want you to be my girlfriend”

oH tHat’s when shit got real

you slowly shifted backwards

like so shookt

your crush actually like you back

your dreams actually came true

and you were like

“don’t try to make me feel better, yoonoh.”

and that’s when he leans in and kisses you

you guys’ first kiss awh

and after a few seconds he leaned his head against yours

“i love you, Y/N.”

and shortly after you hear whispers outside

“have they kissed yet?”

“omg what if they’re having that”

“ew no way!”

you and jaehyun laugh @ your friends bc they being silly

so ya’ll hold hand and prepare to get out when the door opened

and your friends saw ya’ll w hands interlaced

and they swooned omg

“awhhhhhhh!11111!!!!!!”

and cheeky jae:

i shall timeskip or i will faint

now ya’ll are like 18

jaehyun’s a trainee from SM

ngl you were super proud of him

ya’ll lived together while your parents stayed in america

you lived w jaehyun’s parents

and jaehyun ofc

on one condition

no hanky panky and the you know what i mean

you willingly obliged bc you aren’t that kind of person

but jaehyun was

only a tiny bit

bc you were so smol and kyoot

he felt the need to protect you at all costs

partially bc his height towered over u

and he didn’t want to disappoint both of ya’ll parents as well so

one day his parents went out of town to run some errands

and left ya’ll at home

the moment his parents stepped out of the house he pushed you into the store room

and:

i’m am a mark stan i’m a mark stan i’m a mark stan

and you were so shookt like WHAT ARE YOU DOING

you were retaliating but this boy has super human strength

and after a few moments he pulled away and 

“you had no idea how much i wanted to do that”

you slapped his chest and scolded him

“you do know that I live here under one condition right”

“but my parents aren’t home🌚”

“that doesn’t mean you can just-- nevermind”

and you just stormed out of the store room

but inside you were idk a mixed feeling

like your heart bbbeating so fast

yet you’re mad jaehyun broke the rules

jaehyun knows you liked it

lol

you slumped on your shared bed, staring at the ceiling

“babe?”

“go away”

“i know you liked it”

YES I LOVE IT ANNYEONGHAESEYO IOI IMNIDA

you just back faced him and ignored him

and then stupid jaehyun he joins you lying on the bed

“i didn’t know the ceiling was more good looking than me”

“i didn’t know you were such an asshole”

ooOHHH SIKE

jaehyun was dying internally bc damn you were so cute

then jaehyun hugged you from behind

“i’m sorry babe, did i make you mad?”

MAD LIFE MAD LIFE MAD LIFE

you finally turned to face him

“what do you think”

jaehyun resorts to aegyo

bc he knows you’re weak

“woojae is sooo sooooo sorryyyyy”

and you forgave him

you guys went on dates

like food dates

at home lololol

because why eat out when you have a masterchef at home

so instead ya’ll went on a grocery shopping date most of the time

jaehyun carrying you and plopping you into the trolley

people were staring at ya’ll overgrown kids

you screaming as jae pushes you at 100000km/h

the security nearly kicked ya’ll out

when jaehyun cooks you always hug him from behind

and he nearly burned down the kitchen bc you distract him

and him always sneaking those pieces of meat and feeding you before the dish is even done

and the end product was only left w 4 pieces of meat

when nct u was about to debut jaehyun had late practices

and he had lesser time w u

you were a little sad tbh

but you know his career is more important

esp if his company finds out he’s dating

that wouldn’t be a good thing

cough

and there was one day jaehyun didn’t return home

at least jae could drop a message that he was not coming home or smth

but he didn’t so you were riled up about that

you texted jaehyun a million times but he’s only read them

you were so annoyed at jaehyun ngl

then you received a text from taeyong

“we’re having our showcase tomorrow, jae really needs your support”

you were rolling your eyes and typed a haste reply

“what support? he doesn’t come home or drop me a message”

“i’ll have backstage passes for you and his parents, i’ll send you the link”

you made a mental note to yourself to attend it nonetheless

“did jaehyun bribe you to do this?”

“... no”

“pls tell him i’m mad @ him ok”

the next day you and his parents attended his debut showcase

and when you saw him perform you were so proud AHHH

you and his mom cried

after the showcase ended you went back stage

and jaehyun shows up with flowers

i couldn’t find jaehyun w flowers so here’s cuddly jae

“i’m sorry i kept you waiting babe, happy anniversary”

and then he pecks your lips right on the spot

the nct members were shookt

what jaehyun...why...

cue your cheeks flushing red

and jaehyun giggling cause u cute awh and hugging you

ok i shall end here

thank you for requesting omg

pls show jaehyun lots of luv

this is probably not on par w the rest of my boyfriend series

i will re write if its not up to standard,, sorry:(

ok anyway 

have a nice day/night ahead!💘

#thank you for reading! #jung jaehyun #jaehyun is lowkey my soulmate when it comes to eating tbh #jung yoonoh #nct u #nct 127 #nct scenarios #nct fluff #jaehyun scenarios #fluffy writes