#you think you can just come here with your piercings and your motorcycle and i'll be on my knees?

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seojun brainrot + my friend loves him so i had to

ok but pedrita (my cat) fell in love too:

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Being Franks Daughter in Hawkins pt 14

Gif Caption: Top Gif: Daredevil and The Punisher from Marvel Bottom Gif: Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson from Netflix's Stranger Things

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Reader: 18-19 | female

Characters Mentioned: Im not doin it right now lmao I'll update it later when I go back and edit mistakes

A/n: I needed to get this out lmao,

Warnings: a HUGE amount of spelling mistakes, Neil's Existance, Mrs.Wheeler and her friends existance at the pool

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Yay...officially a midnight son now

But that means you can go home right?

Nope

Damn it

Stephen's intent on you doing a few missions with the Avengers to "get you battlefield ready" whatever the hell that means

"I don't have my vest."

"Don't worry about it."

Y/n turned around, "Matt!"

"Hey-" he smiled, Y/n pratically tackling him in a hug, "wow...you really must've missed me."

"You have no idea. I've been training none stop."

"No wonder you feel diffrent." He spoke hand on her arm, "Gettin some Muscle are we now?"

"She was completely jacked, to begin with." Hellstrom argued, a glass of scotch in hand then mumbled into his glass: "surely didn't help my pride..."

"What was that?" Y/n asked.

Hellstrom rolled his eyes drinking the glass in one go.

"I've got a surprise for you." Matt explained, "take me on a walk to my place?"

Y/n looked at Stephen, "she gets a few days off till her mission with Stark. Might as well as have fun."

"Alright!" Y/n cheered, "Matt! We should take my motorcycle!"

"I. Motorcycle?" Matt asked, "Where'd you get the money for a bike-"

"I built it from scratch with Rider." Y/n spoke, "come on!"

"Good luck with that one." Hellstrom spoke kicking his feet up.

"Get your feet off my table."

"Get your feet off my table- Ow! Fuckin cloak! That hurt!"

Matts terrified of you on a motorcycle

Like. He thinks your gonna crash

He feels over it to make sure you know. It has two wheels and is actually put together.

Okay..yeah it's good. He's good.

He's gripping you for dear life as you drive him throughout new york and to hell's kitchen.

But when you're serious and not messing with him he thinks your a pretty good driver.

"So. What am I here for?" Y/n asked, the two stepping into the apartment, he feeling along the wall.

"Well there's the newest Avenger-"

"oh great its you." Y/n spoke crossing her arms.

"Ouch." Stark mocked, "You know I was so sentimental about your suit and your just so mean."

Suit?

Tony Stark created a suit. For you

You're worried to open the box, you've been played multiple times by boxes

But when you open there it's a black suit ribcage and replacing what would of been flowers was the midnight sons brand

"Mostly Bullet proof." Tony informed.

"Mostly?"

"Bullet could still past through if strong enough and close enough. Important areas. You know where you get shot and bleed out the most are double layered, harder to pierce." Tony informed, "and this is for you."

Y/n looked at the mask he held in hand, "Be better that you wear something for the time being. Especially if you're gonna be rolling with us for a few missions."

Y/n nodded looking down at the mask that would cover most of her upper face, hand painted with what skull could be showing and devil horns matching Matt's, "yeah. Nice touch on the paint."

"The kid wouldn't give it any of it up until he finished painting it," Tony spoke.

"Peter?"

"On the dot."

"Now he's one more question. Why meet me at Matt's place?"

"Would you believe if I told you Strange has banned me from the sanctum?"

"Absolutely."

So you're going on missions now

Its nothing special, not to you atleast.

But You had to admit getting in the feild with Peter and Kate who snuck her way aboard was fun

The News papers had started to come out too.

The "Newest Avenger" spreading fast througout the country

"She's back!" Will shouted running down the basement stairs, "She's back!"

"Who's back?" Mike asked.

"Y/n! Y/n! She's back!"

Will slammed the news paper on the table.

"Woah! New Suit!" Max spoke.

"Total badass!" Lucas cheered.

"Who's she with?" Max asked quickly.

"The Avenger's! See! There she is with the Falcon!" Mike cheered "Oh she so cool!"

"You think this means she'll be back soon?" Will asked asked.

"Be back?" Eleven asked, "She will. Be back? Soon?"

"Hopefully!" Lucas cheered, "if she's back! Imagine all the bullies running! We should call her!"

"No!" Mike argued.

"She said she'll always have to call us." Will added, "She's clearly busy."

"You." Lucas started, "You think she forgot about us?"

"Y/n? No. No way." Max spoke, "look! Dustin's gonna be back in a few weeks and Im sure Y/n will follow right behind him."

"Yeah." Will added, "Y/n's a good person. She doesn't forget something like we went through together."

It was true, you didn't forget.

But others were starting to think so.

Billy Hargrove had become aggravated just seeing what he knew was you in the newspaper

Why?

Well. Because he saw you, on a newspaper, with some shit-head Avengers rather than drinking a beer with him by the pool

Plus he knew what you'd do seeing the way too old women looking at him the way they did.

You'd push them all in the pool, In the shallow end specifically

He had tried calling you, but no answer from you

Steve too had started to lose faith.

You had stopped sending him letters or postcards

Or anything for a matter of fact

Not a call, or a message left behind

He too saw the papers knowing it was you the moment he caught sight of the figure walking in the photo

You were sure he reread that article time and time again.

Newest Avenger? Did that mean you were staying longer?

No infact. It means you were going home quicker.

With the number of missions you handled yourself in and others, you were cleared by the Avengers and The Midnight sons.

Tony, once again. Threw the biggest fuckin party in existence and dedicated it to you: saying you had graduated college hiding your identity.

This one you had much more fun at.

Everyone congratulated you, wished you luck, and asked what was next in your now "adulting" life.

Most of the Midnight sons had shown up, Besides Frank of course and you all toasted together to the blackest suns of the earths years and you all chugged what you had in hand either it be a soda or a cup of gin

"Welcome to the shit show." Morbius congratulated.

"You did good kid." Hanniable praised, "you did good."

Y/n smiled, "Yeah lucky I didn't have to come and have a jab at her eh?" Steven teased.

"Oh please..." Blade mummbled into his glass taking in the drink.

"It's not every day we get a new Midnight Son." Jennifer praised with a smile, "You're probably the worst of us."

"One Soul worth a thousand damned!" Hellstrom shouted, glass raised in the air.

"And you wonder how I'm the normal one," Stephen mumbled to Johnny.

"You're not normal Strange. Its in your name." Jonny told.

So. Surprisingly, with the party out of swing at a decent time, you're leaving for Hawkins immediately.

Saying goodbye to the Midnight Sons thoroughly thanking them for everything.

Then the others

Matt's was a proud moment, he was still sad to see you go, but like he always did, he said he was proud of you

Kate, only looked at you, and started crying, you laughing as she hugged you tightly,

"You. Better call me!" She threatened.

"Alright kid." Clint spoke pulling her away.

"Call me!" She shouted

Bruce's was also family-like, he taking the favorite cousin spot on the list. Between your big appetites and talk for different realms.

Thor. Also cried, and Loki almost followed.

"Well..." Loki spoke, "You're...."

Y/n cocked up an eyebrow, "You're one in a few, few broad million,"

Y/n chuckled, "and You Are one in a universe."

"For you." He spoke, "I am not the best Wrapper...there is one for Max as well."

Y/n took the two wrapped items, "Thank you. I'm sure she'll love it."

He nodded, trying to avoid crying, "I'm gonna. I'm gonna go...find Thor."

And he walked off.

Leaving you there smiling and moving on to the rest of the group

Steve and Bucky were like brothers, unsure if they were older or Younger you had a tight bond with them.

And You and Sam, ah you loved being assholes to one another add Tony and you three were a real shit show.

Then there was Natasha, unsure if she was happy or sad to see you go. Happy for you. Sad for herself.

"You gonna wear a bikini with those scars?" Natasha asked.

"Maybe." Y/n told, "you should try it sometime. It looks cool."

She laughed, you both had your fair share of old scars.

Peter was next, handing you a box,

"Yeah. With all that Goin on in Hawkins, you'll need them." He explained, y/n opening the box, "Older model, but they work."

Y/n smiled, "I'll keep 'em on me then. Never know when you're gonna need to web up a demo dog."

He laughed, "Gonna miss you."

"I'm gonna miss you too."

You both hugged each other tight

And then there was Wanda who said she'd ride down with you, you saying one last goodbye to everyone with a solemn smile and left.

It was an awkward ride down. You and Wanda...didn't talk much for reasons.

She walked you to your bike, and you strapped your bag to the back, making sure it was tight.

"He'd be very proud of you."

Wanda raised an eyebrow, "Im sorry?"

"Of what your doing. Helping people." Y/n commented, "Pietro..."

She smiled weakly, "and he would hate to see you go. But he'd want you too."

Y/n nodded throwing a leg over her bike sitting in its seat, revving up the bike.

"Goodbye Y/n."

"See you later Wanda."

They smiled one last time at each other before Y/n drove off.

Hawkins, here you come

Again

You could have just portaled there, but riding seem way more fun, stopping for Gas occasionally and for a quick snack

It was a good 12-hour drive and you stopped to sleep once.

You hadn't told anyone you were coming home it was meant to be a surprise.

So when you pulled up to your home,

Frank had heard your bike and walked out with a pistol of all things.

"Is that for me?" Y/n asked, "I come to surprise you and you bring a gun-"

"God damn it." He spoke.

Y/n smiled, "What miss me-"

Before she could even finish her sentence he was down the stairs and hugging her. She smiled as she hugged him back. He kissed her long on her temple.

"It's good to have you back kid."

Y/n smiled, "It's good to be back."

You guys spent the rest of the day catching up, it was good to be back.

You told him as much as you loved New York, you don't think you'd miss it all that much

You had your dad here after all.

Frank made you your favorite for dinner as you both caught up.

Sitting down with him and having a good meal made your year

You told him about training, getting the litteral shit beat out of you

And you told him about Russo.

And he listened but didn't say anything

It felt better to let him know and to let your brother go

He surprisingly wasnt angry when he truly had every right to be angry

But it was always a touchy subject.

Which you changed almost immediately. Asked how he's been

He said he's been better, but it'll change now that you are back under the same roof.

You wholeheartedly agreed

And like usual, you two ended up playing a board game after dinner, like two of you hadn't even been apart for a day.

It was nice, just to settle back in and talk.

"Anyone else knows you're back?" Frank asked.

"No." Y/n responded, "Not yet. I was thinking tomorrow I'd go and say hi to everyone."

He nodded, "I still have the same schedule. I'll be out tomorrow."

Y/n smiled drinking some of her water, "Well then it seems we'll both be busy."

You both ended up falling asleep on the couch together, your head in his lap, and he had thrown a blanket over you.

You woke up the next day late, looking around for Frank just to see had left.

There was a plate of waffles on the table, cold, indicating you slept way longer than you had assumed.

Eating your cold waffles, took a shower for the day, get dressed, brushing your teeth.

You grabbed your brown leather jacket on the way out and were ready to go.

You wondered who's house to stop at first.

So. With...hope. you stopped at the Byer's house first.

Joyce was shocked when you took off the sunglasses.

"Hi Ms.Byers" y/n spoke.

"Wow." She spoke, Y/n laughing, "Would you look at you!"

Y/n smiled as Joyce hugged her, pulling her in, excited to see her again.

She had told you, that Jonathan was busy at work, and Will was at Mike's place.

But you were more than glad to sit and talk with her and talk over a cup of tea.

"How's it go?" Joyce asked, "how was it all?"

"Tiring." Y/n told, "But I'm glad to be back."

"Will will be so glad to hear you're back." Joyce told her, "You know they all have anything superhero related on their walls. Especially as of recent."

"The Avengers Missions." Y/n asked.

"Yep."

"Must've recognized the paint job." Y/n smiled, "I was on those missions."

"Wow! Look at you!" She praised, "Rollin with the big boys now?"

Y/n laughed, "yeah...it was somethin' else. Hanging out with all of them again. Just hope the next time any of you meet. It's for dinner and not to save the world."

Joyce smiled holding her hand, "I bet there all wonderful."

Y/n smiled, "yeah. They're all something else."

You talk with Joyce for about another hour. You'd be playing a lot of catch-ups today.

Yet with that hour gone, you said your goodbyes and went to go say Hello to others.

You took yourself to the Hargrove-Mayfield house next.

Walking up the small path you knocked, expecting Max or even Susan, you got Neil.

"Well...if it isn't Mr.Hargove." y/n chuckled taking the step up and taking her shades off.

"I did what you wanted." He argued.

"Hm." Y/n spoke, "Today's your lucky day. I'm in a good mood. Where's Billy?"

"Work."

"Work?" Y/n asked, "More details here Neil. I've been a very. Very busy little lady you see."

"The Pool."

"Hm." Y/n hummed, "and Max."

"With a friend." He told.

Y/n hummed once more, "Not that hard now is it Mr.Hargove?"

She turned around, but then remember something, and turned around, reaching inside her jacket, causing him to take step back.

"For the Missess. From New York."

It was a baggy of old fashion lemon drops. He looked at her, and carefully took the bag, she grabbing his wrist, bringing him closer "You should be afraid.l After all, I would."

She pulled away, "Bye Neil."

So you were off to Mike's house, you knew that was the designated hang out spot.

Knocking on the door Mr.Wheeler answered.

He seemed. More attentive when talking to you this time about.

"Hey Mr. Wheeler. Lookin for Mike, him and his friends here?"

"Mike!" He called.

"What!?" Mike answered.

"Basement. Through the kitchen on the left."

Y/n smiled, "thanks."

Walking inside she took off her shades, she walking through the kitchen and down the stairs.

"What dad?"

The group went silent seeing you, "Y/n!?"

"In the flesh!"

A group hug was definitely called for

They all jumped at you, hugging you happily, especially Will.

And Max, oh you were so happy to see Max.

"I have this for you." Y/n spoke handing her the wrapped gift.

"What is it?" Max asked.

"I have no idea." Y/n responded, "it's from Loki. He misses you."

She smiled, "Really?"

"Yeah. I think that you and him have quiet a bit in common." Y/n told, "He'll take you to Asgard next summer if you'd like."

The others couldnt stop talking your ear off, abour how cool you were they saw you on the news and just knew it had to be you

They're like your own little fanclub

Except Eleven, she doesnt exactly know who you are.

But she does say thank you for protecting her friends

She was trying to warm up to you, but too many girls together make her feel werid, shes not use to it is all.

They want to do everything, see all your new weapons

You had to eventually stop them, telling them you'd have a few more people to see. But. Since you were back now: you would be glad to hang out with them

And show them the really cool weapons you had aquired since you did have other people to see.

You were there for a good few hours, telling them stories and about the people you've met.

And Mike brought up Steve in one of his stories.

"He works at the Mall! Helps us get inside the movie theater for free all the time!" Mike told.

"Does he now?" Y/n smiled looking at the tjme, "Unfortunately. I do have to leave."

They booed, and all said there goodbyes, she promising to come and hang out with them again.

Will followed you out, trying to catch up with you.

"Y/n! Y/n!"

She stopped, looked back and smiled, "hey."

"I know they asked you to go to the movies with us. But you don't have to." Will told, "I know things are...werid with Steve."

Y/n chuckled, "don't worry bout that. If I go. Im goin to hang out with you guys."

He nodded.

"And." Y/n spoke, "Im sorry I stopped the letters."

"No! No! We all understood you were busy." He told, "Im glad your back."

"Me too." Y/n told, they hugging once more, " and Im not goin anywhere anymore."

It was a sweet thing Will even thought about your feelings in such a way.

But if you want to hang out with them. Nothing in the past would get in your way.

You were off next to Hawkins Pool

Lots of eyes on you as you kicked your stand up, casually walking past people who stared.

Little did you know it people were looking at Billy the same way, older women especially.

"Hey hotshot." A lifegaurd spoke he sitting at the front desk, "whats a thing like you doin alone dressed all in leather- aint it hot-"

"Im looking for Hargrove. "

"Of course you are." He sighed, "He's workin. Up on the Lifegaurds post."

You went into the pool area, lookin around kids and adults looking at you when you spotted him lazying up on his post.

"Who's she?" One of the older ladies asked.

"She's looks like she's goin after our show." The other commented.

Y/n walked past the group, stopping infront of Mrs.Wheeler's view.

"Wow. Mrs.Wheeler." she spoke up.

"Do I know you? Im try to watch my daughter." She explained really just angry that Y/n was blocking her view.

Y/n took her glasses off, "Hi. Mrs.Wheeler."

She was shocked to see y/n standing there, dressed in tight black jeans and an open shirt with a leather jacket on.

"You look..."

"Different? Thanks. Picked up the new style after Billy gave me his jacket." Y/n spoke, rubbing it in her face, "so how are the kids?"

It was only poliet to ask how the kids were.

"Fine." Mrs.Wheeler spoke, Y/n nodding with a shit eating smile. "Well. I'll see you lovely ladies later. Love the bathing suits."

Oh they were so mad at you.

You not only were Billy's age but had his chlothing and wearing it proudly like you were his little girl friend or something.

"Hey Hargrove!" She called walking towards the Life gaurds station.

He sighed, "can I help you?"

"Well if you're acting like that." Y/n spoke, he looking to the side to face her, "Where's the nearest Exit."

"The way you came in." He answered.

It took him a mintue as Y/n raised a eyebrow.

"Oh Shit!"

Y/n laughed, looking at him he climbing down with ease.

"Would you look at you." Y/n spoke, "got a job and everything."

He gestured for her to follow, he shouting at other workers that he was taking off for the day.

As soon as he was in the locker room with you, he gave you a hug.

God it felt so good to hug him again.

"Dont you ever leave me here for almost eight months." He argued.

"Aw? Someones counting the days Hargrove?" Y/n asked leaning against the locker as he got his stuff ready to leave.

He smiled the small locker luckily hiding that smile.

Its exactly how he pictured it, but even better.

Neither of you had really changed.

So the two of you left, he asking how you got here in the first place after all you didnt have the truck.

You told him Motorcycle.

He laughed. Motorcycle?

Oh shit Motorcycle, he was expecting it to be something from the junkyard

But this? THIS IS NICE

"Wanna take a ride?" Y/n asked.

"Take a ride?" Billy asked still memorized by how thr fuck Y/n got her hands on such a bike.

Y/n chuckled, "Yeah. You know...take a ride. Perhaps...tommrow for a long one, now that I can open portals across the world we go around and-"

"Wait." Billy told, "you just said you can open portals? How-"

"Magic. Duh." Y/n spoke holding up her sling ring, "Did you think I was in new york eating pizza this whole time?"

She tossed it to him, he catching it and looking at the odd ring.

"So. We can get on the bike and go wherever. Or. We can stand here all day." Y/n told, "I heard San Francisco has excellent weather today. Along with Shang-Hi, but you know. I've always wanted to got to Mexico. Then again. New York is always opened for an option."

"Seriously? New York."

Y/n shrugged and leaned on her bike, "New York it is then? Tommrow? Lunch?"

"You sure you dont got a jack rabbit date with Harrington?" He teased, Y/n going quiet.

"Yeah me and him arent together no more." Y/n responded, "i broke up with him before I left."

"Oh shit..." he responded Y/n raising her eyebrows in a "yeah" matter.

"Come on I didn't come here to talk about him. Get on." Y/n spoke getting on her bike, Billy following her and hopping on the back, "You hungry?"

"Yeah."

"Gimmie the ring."

hell yeah, you ended up taking Billy out for a late lunch at his favorite spot in San Fransico.

You both sat in some hole-in-the-wall place downtown, eating Pupusas

You both talk about what's been happening, him about how the school sucked ass and the new mall that opened up in Hawkins, and you about your training and about some of the places you went while doing missions

It was nice to hang out with him again.

You both ended up going to the beach to relax, sitting on the sand lethargic from eating such a good meal.

"I use to surf."

Y/n opened her eyes, she laying in the sand with closed eyes, the breeze perfect.

"Hm? Really?" Y/n asked, "any good at it?"

He shrugged, "May still figure it out."

Y/n smiled closing her eyes, "we should do it."

"What?"

"Some surfing." Y/n told.

He laughed, reaching in his pocket for his cigrattes, pulling out his pack.

"Be fun." Y/n spoke, "We could make a weekend out of it. Go to diffrent beaches. Heard Miami''s got some killer beaches."

"You're shitting me?" He asked, forgetting about his cigrattes.

"Well duh. We're in San Francisco right now aren't we? Why not Miami. Or Bali? The Bahamas, Hawaii? Maybe even Asgard?"

"Asgard?"

"Home of the gods. Its in space." Y/n told, "they got a killer ocean."

He chuckled, "Not every day you have a hero as a friend."

"Im not a Hero." Y/n corrected.

"You sure about that?"

Y/n sat up, "yeah." She spoke with a smile.

"I think it's time I finally try and focus on what I want rather than try and save the world."

"Oh so Harrington-"

Y/n scoffed and laughed.

"I don't like him." Billy told, "But you were real happy with him."

"Yeah well he doesn't even know that I'm back. Plus. Im sure he's back with Nancy Wheeler."

It was Billy's turn to scoff, "Please. That families all fucked up in the head."

"You don't even know them." Y/n told.

"Mrs.Wheeler's a whore." He spoke, "i should know. Apparently thats all I can attract...Plus. They're rude to you. Thats enough for me."

Y/n looked over at him, "I think you'll find a nice girl. Someone that cares about you."

"...yeah...sure." he spoke.

"What?" Y/n asked, "Don't believe me?"

"I think I found that girl... a long time ago." He responded looking at her, "don't think I gotta be in a realtionship like that to be loved by her though."

Y/n smiled, "Good. She sounds like what you need."

Billy raised an eyebrow,

"Wait you talkin shit about me?" Y/n teased.

"Wow. You figured it out." He spoke, Y/n laughing as he followed suit.

"Yeah...I got your back Hargrove." Y/n smiled, "but we're totally fake dating if one of us needs it?"

"Absolutely."

The two chuckled, Y/n getting up, "come on. Hawkins is waiting for us."

"Ugh."

"Its not that bad. Come on. You can spend the night at my place." Y/n told, "we could play Life."

"Never again."

You both played life again in your room with the window open.

He lost

Again

Thank Stark for teaching you capitalism in full detail

You guys from move from life to Monoplay to Black jack

He beats you in Black Jack but not Monoplay.

By the time Frank gets home you're both knocked out together on your floor.

Franks glad you're back home, he rather walk in on you passed out on the floor with a board game than not see you at all

The next day you wake up, you left your window open so its a bit chilly in your room but you smell bacon and eggs

Getting up you walk out the room to see Frank cooking.

"Hey." Y/n catches his attention

"Morin," Frank spoke.

"Morin." Y/n yawned, walking over to steal a piece of bacon, "You seem happy today."

"Hey morin." Joyce spoke walking in the kitchen from getting dressed.

"That makes sense." Y/n told Frank, he elbowing her.

"You never change." Frank told.

"You'd missed me to much." Y/n teased, taking a bite, "Mhm Good bacon."

Joyce watched, smiling at the two as they went back and forth at each other.

"You off today?" Y/n asked Frank.

"Late shift today,"

"Mhm."

Y/ brushed the crumbs from her fingers over the sink, "What's the plan then?" Y/n directed towards Joyce.

"Just to hang out here. Will's at Mike's house."

"Mhm. I seen him yesterday." Y/n smiled, Frank pulling her back, conveying quietly to her.

"Date?" Y/n asked, "Oh you guys are goin on a date? Where?"

"Oh! No! No!" Joyce spoke quickly, "we're reschedule-"

"Don't let me ruin your plans." Y/n told, "The kids asked me to go see a movie with em anyways and I got unpackin to do."

"What kind of Unpacking." Billy yawned walking out the room, "emotional or Physical?"

"Haha." Y/n laughed, pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"Oh-" Joyce spoke, "I thought. You and. I didn't know you were-"

"What?! Oh! No no!" Y/n told, "we fell asleep after San Francisco."

"San Francisco?" Frank asked.

".....i mean what..."

"Did you steal another sling ring from Strange?"

"What? No!" Y/n argued, "It's mine now. I learned how to properly use it."

"Strange gave you magic. For gods sake." Frank spoke, Y/n laughing after pouring two other cups for Joyce and Billy, refilling Frank's.

"I train in it." Y/n shrugged, "Just portals."

"Im shooting him next time I see him." Frank told.

"Trust me. I tried that. Also. Vampires just don't like bullets. Tried filling Hanniable with Led. And be did not like that."

So while you and Frank talked about unloading Bullets Joyce and Billy kinda just sat there.

Its still odd to hear about just casually shooting people even if they both respect who you are.

But with breakfast done the four of you sit to eat.

Frank's cooking is superior.

Turns out Joyce and Frank we're going to spend "quality" time together.

"Where are you guys going to do? Downtown is nice since the mall closed." Billy told trying to be involved in the conversation.

"No. Billy you don't get it. There gonna f-" Y/n was kicked under the table, "Ow!"

"Change topics." He told.

"Okay. Okay." Y/n spoke, "Downtown really that much of ghost town now?"

"Unfortunately." Joyce told, "putting alot of good people out of bussniess."

You felt kinda bad.

Downtown is where you and Billy hung out for the first time

You guys contuined to talk until you had to take Billy back to his car parked at the pool.

Plus you were sure Frank wanted to spend his "alone time" with Joyce.

So with Billy you leave, dropping him off at his car asking him to use the pool phone

You called the kids, Mike's house specifically knowing thats where they hang out.

Luckily Mike answered instead of Mrs.Wheeler.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mike-"

"Y/n- Hey! Guys it's Y/n!"

"Y/n!"

She smiled, "Movies?"

"Yeah!" They all cheered over the phone, "we'll meet you there! Twenty mintues!"

The line was cut, "hello?" Y/n asked, yet no one answered.

With saying Bye to Billy one last time, you went seperate ways, you on your bike and him in his car.

You made it to the mall fairly quickly. It nothing new to you due to you living in New York.

Walking in people stared, you putting your shades on your head as you might as well as look around, while you wait for the kids.

But before you could even do such a thinv you're grabbed.

"Ah! Okay! Okay!" Y/n laughed, Max had jumped on her back.

"Look." Max spoke showing Y/n her necklace.

"Oh wow..that the one from Loki?" Y/n asked setting her down.

"Yeah." She spoke, "do you know what it is by any chance?"

"Hm." Y/n spoke, looking at it closely, "symbol of Jotunheim."

"What's that?"

"Loki's Home relam. You two must've made great friends." Y/n smiled, "I'll find some of my old books from Asgard. That I oh so graciously stole from the libary."

"Y/n!"

Y/n turned her head, the group of kids runninv her way, "Hey!"

They all hugged her quickly she happy to see them all, they talking about which movie to see

Specifically a horror movie

You were cool with whatever they wanted to watch.

But as you were taking your wallet out to buy said tickets they stoped you

"We get in for free." Lucas told.

"Free?" Y/n asked, "how?"

"Connections." Mike told.

"But I think we should go in the right way! You know since Y/n is old enough to vouche for us." Will cut in.

"What?! No way!" Lucas complained.

"It's fine Will.' Y/n smiled, "I don't mind a bit of back street walking anyways."

So they pulled you along happily, you following as quick as you could.

Icecream, you havent had it in so long.

"Okay. If we're using a back way to get in. I could atleast get you all icecream."

"The movie!" Lucas told.

"Come on we'll just miss the ads anyways." Y/n told the group next in line.

The couple infront of them moved after getting there icecream.

"Alrights whats the orders?" Y/n asked.

"Mint Chip,"

"Cookie dough"

"Sweet Cream please."

"Blueberry?"

Y/n smiled, "alright then."

"Hello. Welcome to scoops-"

The woman with red hair paused, Y/n smiling, "Hey."

"Hi..." she spoke, "uh...what can I?"

"Well." Y/n spoke looking at the name tag, "Robin. Can I get a Mint Chip, Cookie Dough, Sweet Cream and Blueberry all in cones please."

"Uh...." she spoke, "yeah...one..."

Her eyes adverted from Y/n, "aw. Shit. Steve! Your Kids are here! Come and help me!"

Y/n was silent as Steve came out, dressed in Uniform.

"I swear- if you all get me fired by doing this-"

He paused, seeing Y/n standing in all her glory, open shirt tucked in loosely, with tight slightly glared jeans and a brown leather jacket on.

"Um...can I have my icecream please?" Y/n asked.

"Right. Right!" Steve spoke, "Sorry!"

The two got the icecream made, handing each one to the kids.

"Go ahead." Y/n told, the kids rushinv in the back before anyone could get them in trouble.

"Robin could you?"

"Yeah." She spoke going to open the back door for the kids.

"And one more. Of your prefence in a cone please."y/n asked.

"Thats quiet a bt of money on icecream." Steve commented.

"Yeah. Well. Gotta treat the kids some days." Y/n told.

"Didn't know you were back in town." Steve spoke, "visiting?"

"Offically a midnight son now." Y/n told, "so Im back in town now as long as I want."

"Wow." He spoke, "Congrats..."

Y/n smiled, "thanks."

"One carmel with crunchies." He told handing her the cone.

"Thanks." Y/n smiled, handing him the cash for all the icecream.

"It uh has little pieces of cone in it, covered in chocolate." Steve explained handing her back change, "I just call them crunchies."

Y/n chuckled, "good idea."

She took a tatse, "not bad. I like it."

Steve smiled sheepishly, "yeah its pretty good....hey I was wondering...."

Y/n looked at him, "yeah?"

"Since your back in town. And Ya know. I know....we...didnt exactly split because-"

"Y/n!" Max called.

"Im coming Im coming." Y/n smiled, following Max, and looking back at Steve.

Her stare piercing, sharper than the last time he had seen her, she had grown much, despite her face looking the same, her gaze a deep one as she made her way towards the back.

"Bye Harrington." She smiled.

His gaze followed her and even ran himself into the back to see her vanish behind the second door into the mall's private hallway.

"Robin."

"Yeah yeah one for the loser board."

So you and the kids ended up watching some horror movie they were dying to watch

You guess it was cool, it just seemed to glide right over you though, the whole Ax Murder thing

Just seemed so unrealistic.

But they all enjoyed it, jumping up and down watching it.

So you stick through it for them.

You did enjoy your icecream though

Steve has good taste

But as you finish it you're kinda...well. bummed.

The sweet taste gone, leaving you wanting more despite being comfortably full.

It was gone too soon, and you were enjoying it.

When the movie eas over you walked out with all of them,

You'd give it a 2.5 out of 5 on the movie.

And as you walked out, following far behind the group who was running into some nerd store.

Suddenly she was grabed in a hug, "It's you! Oh! It's really you! Haha!"

Y/n looked at the dark hair, feeling a mix of leather and jean on the mans back and arms.

"Munson?"

"Hah! Look at you!" He spoke pulling away, "Wow. You got about shredded..damn....Not the point! Where have you been! No word for almost 8 months! Who else was I suppose to bomb class finals with!?"

Y/n chuckled, "Yeah. Had some shit go down ya know."

"Oh please." Eddie spoke, "I get it man."

Y/n smiled, Eddie smiling back.

"What are you doin at a mall?" Y/n asked Eddie, "Dossn't seem like your style. If ya catch my drift."

"Eh." Eddie shrugged, "They got a new music store. Had to look at the guitars ya know."

"Right....The Coroddied Coffin."

He laughed in excitement, his body moving with his feelings, "haha! You remember! You have to come see us sometime!"

"Yeah I wouldnt mind. Plus You always talked about it." Y/n shrugged.

"The Freaks words stuck woweza." Eddie told, "You're flatering me here babe."

Y/n laughed, "I have to go. But."

She leaned into his ear, "The freaks always were better."

She started walking away waving to him as she did so.

"Hey! Wait! I'll come with!" Eddie called quickly following her.

So maybe this mall was slightly better than the other malls you've been too.

You were looking at comic books with the kids in the store, Will showing you one that was ment to be you

"They think your a dude." Will told watching Y/n flip through the book.

"Eh..there scared a woman's gonna over power Thor."

"Can you?" Will asked.

"Depends on his mood." Y/n chuckled smiling Will's way as she handed him back the comic book.

Little did she know Steve's watching her across the way, it a perfect view watching you at the window flipping through a comic book.

You were flirting with him again? Right?

His daydreaming intruppting his job.

Wasnt till a guy came over handing you a comic book.

You two obviously laughing as you flipped through the pages.

You were laughing at this "Skull and Bones" comic someone had created though it only went one edition it was hilarious

Everything was so wrong starting with how you both even got into doing what you do

But they got one thing right: the banter

You kept looking through them with Eddie, wasnt a surpise but he read comics here and there.

His favorite Ghost Rider, which made sense.

But soon his band called him pulling him alonb back to the music store as you waved goodbye with a laugh.

Watching them pull his away through the window caused you to watch the show, then look around a bit, spotting the Icecream shop along the way, and a familiar figure across the way.

You waved to Steve

"Hey is this a good book about the necklace?" Max asked Y/n looking over, taking the book from Max flipping through it.

"Yeah actually." Y/n told, "specifically this chapter."

Y/n handed her back the book to show Max the chapter and then looked back to find Steve gone.

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[nashibirne]

Painkiller - 1

This is part 1 of my second, longer Henry Cavill fic. Slow-burn-friends-to-lovers again, I just like this kind of story and I hope you're gonna like it too.

One important note: I'm a curvy woman myself and the last OFC I shipped with Henry was curvy too, so I decided the OFC in this story should be different. She's lean and without curves and I hope I portrayed her and her thoughts on her bodily features, that come up in later chapters, well. I know you very slim babes out there have body issues too and I hope you find yourself represented in this story. 

Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Ella)

Summary: Henry meets a woman that he really likes right from the beginning, but it starts with pain...

Warnings: None, I guess. Smut in upcoming chapters but not yet

Unbeta'ed! English is not my first language so please be warned. 

Taglist: @hell1129-blog @inlovewithhisblueeyes @willkatfanfromasia @lunedelorient @agniavateira @mis-lil-red

Next parts can be found here

Here we go....

*****

1

It started with pain for both of them. 

"Oooof." The punch came unexpected and hit her hard right under her eye, sharp pain radiating from her cheekbone through her skull, leaving her dizzy and disoriented for a moment. It felt like someone had sounded a gong inside her head. Loud and hard. She squeezed her eyes shut and raised her hands reflexively up to her face, throwing away the cup in her hand without thinking about it.

"Ouch..." The glass mug hit his back almost the same moment he heard the woman that was sitting behind him on a barstool wince in pain when his elbow met her cheekbone only centimeters below her eye. A hot liquid ran down his spine leaving a burning trace that hurt like hell. The mug fell to the floor beside his feet, surprisingly undamaged.

He turned around, his face red from the attempt to suppress the pain, facing the woman he had just accidentally hit.

"Oh shit... I'm so sorry. Are...are you okay?" He stammered, waving his hands about wildly, unsure whether to comfort her through a touch or to stay away from her.

She blinked several times before looking at him, her hurt eye was watering and the skin below it was dark red. She started rubbing the aching spot, still blinking continuously.

"Hey, are you alright?" he repeated with a troubled expression.

"Yeah...yeah. I'm fine I guess." She shook her head to get rid of the blur and tried a smile, clinging on to the edge of the bar.

"I'm so so sorry. It really was an accident. I didn't see you. I was gesticulating a little too wildly, talking to my friend over here." He turned around to introduce her to his set assistant Marc but he was nowhere to be seen. So no support was to be expected from this side. How the hell has he managed to vanish this fast, he wondered.

"You have an invisible friend you talk to at parties?" she said looking at him suspiciously.

"I swear he was there just a second ago..." Now his face was red from embarrassment rather than pain and he ran his hand over the burning area on his back unconsciously.

"Oh no...my Darjeeling." she looked at the big light brown spot, that was spread all over the back of his white shirt.  "I spilled my tea on you. That must burn like fire. I'm so sorry." Her eyes were wide with shock...well at least the one that hadn't involuntarily got to know his elbow.

"Oh no...no worries. I'm fine...hardly noticed it. What about your eye?"

"Well, I guess I'm going to have a very pretty shiner tomorrow."

He turned around to the Bartender. "Could we have some ice please?" The man took a look at her and started shoveling some ice cubes into a little plastic bag immediately. With a nod he gave it to her and she pressed it onto the bruise carefully.

"Sorry. Again." He gave her a sheepish smile. "Let me order you a new cup of tea, okay?"

"I'd prefer something harder now to be honest. A coke please." She grinned and gave him a wink with her good eye which instantly made him feel less guilty and much better.

"You're a real badass, huh? A big party and you drink tea first and now even a coke?" He gave her a cheeky smile. "Not as badass as you. You show up with the invisible man and beat up innocent, unsuspecting women." she answered quick-wittedly and then they simultaneously burst out laughing.

"I'm Henry, by the way." He said when they had calmed down, offering her his hand.

"Ella." she said, shaking it. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. Though the circumstances are suboptimal."

"Nevermind. Tomorrow I can tell all my friends Henry Cavill hit on me at a party and it won't even be a lie."

He laughed out loud.

"Damn...you've recognized me."

"Yeah...you should have worn the Clark Kent glasses." She replied with a grin. "Without them it wasn't too hard to figure it out. Plus this is the Witcher wrap party so I was kind of expecting to see you."

"Fair enough."

"Is your back really ok? The tea was boiling hot, I bet you have a heavy burn..."

"I'm good...you know...Man of Steel...tea can't hurt me." he grinned widely.

"Uh-huh...and I thought you might use one of Geralt's magic potions to ease the pain."

"Maybe we should use something like that on your cheek."

"I'll be fine. Don't worry. A black eye will match my badass personality perfectly." She removed the ice bag and touched the area below her lower lid with her fingertips, managing to give him a nonchalant smile.

"You're not part of the team, are you? I don't think I've ever seen you before. Are you here by yourself or with someone?" Henry tried to sound as casual as possible when in fact he was dying to know whether she was single or not.

"No, I'm here with a friend. He's part of the props master team and I helped him to find some special antiquarian books and maps. That's why he asked me to accompany him tonight. As a treat and as a thank you."

"And where is your friend?" Henry scanned the room for someone who was looking for her. Fuming with jealousy maybe. But there was no one.

"I don't have a clue. He went to find the restrooms a while ago..." she shrugged. "He promised to be back soon but maybe he ran into the cute waiter he was drooling over earlier and now they're making out in the storage room or something." Ella grinned, rolling her eyes.

"I see." Henry laughed, relieved that her friend apparently was a gay friend. "Well, then I regard it as my duty to keep you company till he returns."

"How very chivalrous." she raised her eyebrows, an amused smile playing on her lips. "But I think you're already off the hook. There he comes." She nodded at a tall, athletic looking man that approached them with a guilty look on his handsome face. He was in his late-twenties and looked like a member of a motorcycle club, dressed in leather trousers, a white t-shirt and heavy black biker boots. His arms were both completely covered with tattoos, nose and eyebrow were pierced and he had tunnels in both earlobes. He held a black leather jacket in one hand, running the other hand through his thick black hair. Henry recognized him immediately. He had been on set quite a few times and his co-star Freya had a huge crush on him, talking about him almost non-stop. 

"Sorry, sorry, sorry." The guy said when he was in earshot, raising his hands defensively. "It wasn't my fault. I ran right into my boss and she insisted on having a drink with me."

"Only one?" Ella grinned at him. "You look a little tipsy."

"And you look fucked up. Shit, Elsie...what happened to your face?" He came closer, inspecting her eye, lightly touching the bruise, which made her flinch.

"He beat me up." Ella cocked her head, looking at Henry, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Accidentally!" Henry clarified hastily.

"How's that even possible?"

"It's complicated." Ella laughed. "I'll tell you later. You know each other?" She looked back and forth between them.

"Sure. You're Jackson, right?" Henry said with a big friendly smile.

"Um..yes. I am." The surprise was written all over Jackson's face. "And you are Henry Cavill and you know my name..."

"I saw you on set a few times and heard Fr...someone...call you by your name."

"Oh, wow...that's pretty dope." 

"Yeah...dope." Henry laughed. "Well... I'm gonna leave you to it then. I spotted my invisible friend over there and I really have a bone to pick with him." 

***

Henry just couldn't stop looking at her. He was standing on the other side of the room with Marc and some other members of the team, having a beer and some tiny bits of finger food. The others were chatting and laughing but he wasn't really able to follow their conversation. He rather watched Ella sitting at the bar, talking to Jackson, touching her bruise from time to time. To Henry's big relief she seemed to be alright but he still couldn't stop observing her. 

He probably wouldn't have noticed her under normal circumstances, sitting there all on her own, trying to stay in the background. She wasn't the kind of woman that turned everybody's heads when she entered a room. She was attractive for sure, but not in an eye-catching way. She had more of a girl-next-door aura than being a bomb-shell. More pretty than hot, more down-to-earth than extravagant, more being game for anything than drama queen and for all these reasons she was exactly Henry's type. 

She was quite tall, almost eye to eye with him, but then again she was wearing sky-high Louboutins. She wore her ebony-black hair in a cute pixie cut which matched her pretty face with the big green eyes perfectly. She was very lean but not skinny and though Henry normally prefered curvy women he liked her slim stature. It simply suited her really well. Just like the black pantsuit she wore, the tight trousers that showed off her long, well-formed legs and the short, waisted jacket that she wore open over a close-fitting red top that matched the soles of her shoes.

But what really captivated him was her personality. Henry liked the way she had handled that whole awkward situation. Instead of getting angry or behaving bitchy she had been so calm, understanding and humorous, so completely unpretentious, Henry was still impressed. She knew who he was but she didn't make a fuss about it. She could have easily tried to take advantage of the situation but she had not. She had simply treated him like an ordinary bloke and he appreciated that very much. Ella seemed to be a smart and interesting woman. A woman he wanted to learn more about, a woman who inspired his hunting instinct and at the same time there was something about her that made him feel insecure. Maybe because their first encounter was more of a meet-brute than a meet-cute and he was still embarrassed about it.

When he looked at her again he smirked, raising his glass a little. She laughed before she returned the smile.

*****

"He keeps on checking you out." Jackson said when he noticed the glances Henry gave Ella.

"He's not checking me out, Jax."

"So why does he look at you again and again?" 

"Maybe he's concerned I'm going to sue him for bodily harm." Ella grinned.

"I doubt that. I think he's into you."

"Oh come on...don't be silly. He's Henry Cavill and I'm...well, I'm...me."

"You seemed to get along very well when I watched you from afar."

"He was being polite, because he almost knocked me out."

"You laughed a lot." Jackson pointed out.

"Yeah, he's a funny guy. Very quick-witted."

"And handsome." 

"Oh yes. He's breathtaking. It should be illegal to be this attractive and nice." Ella sighed.

"Look! He's doing it again. He's glancing at you."

Ella turned to Henry's direction, locking eyes with him. When he raised his glass with a sexy smirk she laughed and smiled back.

"See?" Jackson asked triumphantly.

"Okay, okay. But I still think he's just being nice because he has a guilty conscience. If he was interested in me he would have asked for my number or something."

"Maybe he's a little shy." Jackson wasn't willing to give up that easily.

"Yeah...sure." Ella laughed giving her best friend a playful head slap. "Let's drop the topic, okay." 

"If you insist..." Jackson rolled his eyes.

"I do. Besides...I really have a bad headache. I can't think straight right now."

"Maybe a mild concussion. Let's call an Uber and get you home, Elsie. You have to rest."

"Yeah, maybe you're right."

****

When Henry realized that Ella and Jackson were about to leave the party he started to panic. If he let her go now he wouldn't see her again but he really wanted to. So he hastily made his way through the crowd, parting it with his body like Moses parted the Red Sea with his staff. He didn't know what exactly he was going to do or say but it shouldn't be that hard. A flirtatious line, a bright smile, ask for her number. Easy.

"Ella!" 

She turned around when she heard her name, surprised to see Henry, his gestures indicating to her that she should wait for him. She tugged at Jackson's shirt to make him wait too, nodding in Henry's direction. Her friend just raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

"Ella." Henry repeated when he reached her, almost tripping over his own feet.

"Yes?" she looked at him expectantly.

"I...um..." He gave her a lopsided smile. "I was wondering if you maybe want to give me your number so I can...um...check on you tomorrow. To make sure you're fine and...well..yeah...just in case your eye gets worse or something." 

That didn't come out half as smooth as planned. 

"Oh...yeah. Sure." Ella agreed without hesitation though she was pretty surprised. Surprised and happy that he wanted to stay in touch. Even if it was just to make sure she wasn't hurt badly. Henry gave her his phone and she typed in her number and her name, screwing up her eyes because her headache was killing her.

"Are you okay?" Henry placed a hand on her shoulder, a concerned look on his face.

"Yeah. I'm fine. It's just...my head hurts a little."

"Shit. This is all my fault. You might possibly have a concussion. I should take you to hospital. You need to see a doctor, Ella."

"No, it's okay. I just need a painkiller and a good night's sleep. My brother can take a look at me tomorrow, he's a paramedic."

"Really?" He didn't sound convinced.

"Really." She smiled at him, patting his hand that still rested on her shoulder, warm and soothing. Her touch made his body tingle in a way it hadn't tingled for a very long time.

"I'm gonna get her home and make sure she'll be fine." Jackson threw in. "I can stay the night, keep an eye on you, Elsie. Just in case, okay?"

"Okay." Ella agreed, turning to her friend with a grateful nod.

"Thanks, Jackson. That really makes me feel better." Henry was visibly relieved.

"Yeah, no biggie. And don't worry. I won't touch her. I would of course if I was straight  because she's really great. But I'm not and well...yeah...she's single by the way." Jackson blurted out.

"Jax!" Ella's cheeks turned deep red.

"That's...um...good to know." Henry grinned, blushing a little too.

****

tbc

#henry cavill #henry cavill fandom #cavillry #henry cavill fanfic #friends to lovers #friends to lovers fan fic #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill x ofc

[eternalmx]

error. | im changkyun. (pt. 1)

☁️a/n: for @kyunsies;; because she said if I wrote it she will cry so I'm waiting for the tears. sksksk jk but I hope you enjoy it angel. ily♡ also;; highly recommend listen to so beautiful by dpr Ian while reading okay? definitely takes it to the next level. I'm bringing back eyebrow piercing kyun for this jdjdjd. I had to it was only right to do so.

✒ summary : Be honest. He's every father's worst nightmare. Black hair, tattoos, dresses in all black, rides a motorcycle. But is he really the stereotypical bad boy? Or he's just got a soft spot for this one girl?

warnings : none.

wc | 1,017

9:15𝓹𝓶 • "C'mon babe! It'll be fun" he says through the phone.

"Kyun... I don't think that's a good idea. If I get caught sneaking out I'll be in so much trouble not to mention my father already hates you. It won't do us any good" she says, fighting the urge to sneak out with him.

"I won't force you if you don't want to but I promise you it'll be worth it. You'll love what I have plan" he said, you can practically see the pout on his face as you heard him whine through the phone.

"How fast can you be here?" she sighed, pushing herself off the bed and going to her closet to get changed.

"I knew you couldn't resist me! I'll be there in twenty, be ready okay?" he said, quickly hanging up. The weather wasn't the best a bit foggy as it's been raining all the. The street lights reflecting on the water puddles in the street. She made her way around the house, careful not to make any noise. She packed a bag with some water bottles and snacks just in case they went far. After she went back t wait in her room she heard tapping at the window only to find Kyun smiling at her. His long black hair slicked back slightly, most likely from he remainder or rain. His leather jacket suiting his attire well. The small lamp in you room illuminating his features and his eyebrow piercing.

"Hey, you put it back in" she said softly, hand moving over the cold metal.

"I thought I'd pop in back in for a change and I kind of missed it" he said, smiling.

"You know I could walk out the front door right?" she said, realizing the path he decided to take to get to her. He was sitting comfortably on the little raised roof by her window.

"But where would the fun be? This is more romantic and mysterious. We look like troubled teens" he said, making her laugh. She clicked off the lamp and he helped her out onto the awning.

"Be careful pls, it's slippery" he said, as soon as you foot slipped slightly making him grab you roughly and pull you against him.

"We haven't even left and I already almost died. Maybe my dad's onto something?" she said, giggling softly and holding his hand tightly.

"Not funny. Here give me your backpack" he says, helping her remove it. "What's in here anyways?" he asked, as they walk slowly towards the end of the awning.

"Snacks and juice boxes and water" she said, she was serious in the statement but when he heard her say juice boxes he lost it.

"Shuuuuu! He'll hear us!" she said, turning to hit him softly. "It's not that funny" she whined, in a harsh whisper.

"It is. Be honest, were sneaking you out of your house and your dad hates me. we're gonna get on my motorcycle and then when we get to where were going we're going to drink juice boxes? That's a plot twist. I like it though. It's messing with my bad boy image I've got going for me but I'll let it slide because I love you" he whispered back, making her smile to herself. They finally reached the end of the awning when he stopped you as the light to her father's bedroom flickered on.

"We gotta go now" he whispered. Him going first down the wooden ladder. She rushed down almost missing a few steps but he was there to catch her if she fell. When she finally reached him he had his hands on her waist and spun her to face him.

"Well, are we just gonna stand here?" she asked, as he stares at her. He leaned in to kiss her but ended up pushing her against the house as the heard a window opening.

"Hello? Who's there?" her father yelled. The porch lights turning on as they both moved around the house. "You better get out of here!" he yelled.

Her eyes were wide and changkyun gave an apologetic smile to her. She grabbed his hand reassuringly as they waited for the lights to turn off after they heard the window shut closed.

"Are you cold?" he asked, taking off his leather jacket.

"A little, I was busy packing the snack I forgot to grab a sweater" she said, rubbing her hands over her arms as he placed his jacket around her.

"Better?" he asked, pushing his hair back.

"Much better." she said, nodding her head and doing a little happy dance.

"You just wanted the jacket didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes and no. I actually am cold but the jacket is a bonus. It was a test. You passed. Now I'll sneak out with you. I know you'll take care of me if it all goes wrong" she said, smiling and grabbing his hand. They began running down the street to his parked motorcycle.

"Thanks for trusting me." he said, as they reached his bike.

"Why wouldn't I?" she asked, placing the extra helmet on before standing in front of him.

"I don't know. I'm sure it's not easy. Especially because your father already has his mind made up about me" he says, leaning against his bike.

"Babe, what he thinks matters to me. Of course it does, but you aren't what he has his mind made up about. I know you more than what's on the outside and soon he'll come around but don't thank me. I should be thanking you if anything. It's Friday night and i was gonna be couped up studying but instead here I am. With my handsome boyfriend about to go to an undisclosed location with snacks and juice boxes. This is the high life" she said, giggling softly. She got on the bike and wrapped her arms around him.

"I love you" he said, before starting to rev the engine.

"I love you more babe" she said, kissing his cheek.

"Ready?"

"Ready!" she said, squeezing tightly against him as he pulled out the spot.

#changkyun #monsta x #changkyun scenarios #changkyun smut #changkyun fluff #monsta x changkyun #monsta x imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x smut #monsta x fluff #changkyun imagines #changkyun x reader

[sweetestlamb]

Bring Me To Life

Summary: Kang Sujin has never had anyone to turn to, hiding behind a façade her entire life. Someone begins to peek behind the mask. 

Author’s note: My two favorite characters in TB are Seojun and Sujin, both characters who are honestly treated like trash by the writers. I cannot begin to tell how upsetting it was to see Sujin’s character assassination or how painful it is to watch her being physically abused knowing that the writers will not give her therapy or a true happy ending. She’s just here to be beaten and vilified. Seojun, I won’t even rant everyone knows what the problem is (idk who told them we wanted to see Start-Up the high school edition.) So I wrote this after watching the most recent episode and hating most of it for these reasons. I don’t know how far it’ll go or how often I can update, but I need my two babies to have a happy ending preferably together because the visuals are just a dreammmm. 

The rain crashes down loudly from aggrieved storm clouds bellowing above her in the sky, the chilled condensation plastering her thin satin pajamas to her trembling body. She had to get out, the pain in her cheek numbing and electrifying all at once.

How dare she tell him that she didn't want to get married, want to stand on her own two feet without a man giving her value?

His hand had flown across the room before she could sidestep the blow, the fragile glass filled with water in her hand- the very reason she'd left her room in the dead of night- shattering into jagged pieces as it collided with a greater force. Just like her.

She hadn't been trying to eavesdrop but it was hard not to hear him chuckling deeply on the phone, offering up his only child like she was an item on a menu.

"Yes we should set them up. It seems Suho isn't interested and she should marry young, that's when women are worth the most."

Nausea rolled like waves in the pits of her stomach and before she could think logically, her feet were sprinting into the living room, air barely filling her lungs as she stared at the man she'd never once thought of as a father. The last time she'd made the grave mistake of calling him daddy he'd smacked her so hard that was how she lost her first tooth. He'd been father ever since or Mr. Kang. She tried her best to avoid him at all cost, she would never be good enough and it was getting harder to hide the marks he left behind.

It was difficult to remember clearly what occurred seconds after her refusal to marry a man she didn't know left her lips, his fist connected and she was knocked back onto their coffee table the sharp edge cutting at her cheek. As she looked at him, anger painting his face a demonic red, fear crippled her and her hands twitched desperately wanting to wash them raw. Then he grabbed a thick marble ashtray from the table and her instincts took over and she was out the door, running as fast as she could, knowing her life was at stake and she couldn't afford to stop.

When the cloud in her head cleared that was when she found herself at the bus stop.

Judgmental whispers breeze by her ears as people passed by with umbrellas, shocked to see the young girl crying in her pajamas at the stop, but none stopped to offer her help or inquire about her situation, happy just to pass judgement. She ignores them all, panicking racing through her blood until she's unable to breathe, choking on nothing as she twitches in the harsh air. Her throat constricts as she screams at herself, breathe. 

Breathe.

BREATHE! 

But it's useless as her body shuts down, forgetting how to do the basic function, she sways as she starts to feel light headed from the lack of oxygen and with a final wheeze she collapses. 

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He signs as he weaves past cars moving far too slowly, adrenaline rushing through his veins as he marginally misses nipping a car to the left of him, easily dragging his motorcycle away with the fluid movements of his body. He glares up at the sky before cursing, "Fucking weather report didn't say anything about a sudden rainstorm." If he'd known he would have stayed home, always hating the rain. It brought back bad memories.

Halting at a red light, he puts his leg down for balance bouncing slightly in place. Pulling the shield up on his helmet he glances around, recognizing the area easily, before something in his peripheral catches his attention, a lump on the ground. Tilting his head he revs his trusty iron steed to live, riding over to the direction of the mysterious mass on the wet ground. As he gets closer his heart falters, it's too evident now. 

It's a person.

Jumping off his bike and pushing out the kickstand he flings his helmet off, his hair immediately drenched under the downpour as he races over to help. As he nears the figure, it becomes clearer it's a woman wearing what looks like sleep clothes. Momentarily he wonders if this is a crazy person and if he should just mind his business but a frightening image of his little sister unconscious on the ground and no one coming to her aid flashes in his mind.

"I'll just check if she's breathing and call an ambulance. That's all, if she tries to attack me I'll just ride away." He takes a deep breath, collecting his courage before closing the gap between him and the unconscious woman.

Crouching beside her, he reaches out a hand hesitating before sighing and shaking at her cold shoulder. No response. He shakes harder now, watching the motion quake through her entire body, but still she is unresponsive.

"Hey! Hey! Are you okay? Wake up, you're scaring me!" He starts to jiggle her with both hands, before he crawls into her space not caring about his safety any longer, the idea that this unknown woman might be dead is making him nauseous. People are always dying without his permission. It's so frustrating.

"Wake up! Come on!" He shouts at the figure now holding both her shoulders and turning the woman over, lifting her face from its place on the ground, cradling her limp body in his lap. After two more vicious shakes, she starts to cough and groan in his arms. Relief swims through his veins as he watches her come back to life, anxiously watching as her dewy long lashes flutter open and he's caught in a lifeless deep gaze.

"Han Seo-Jun?"

It takes a long pause for him to register that the woman has said his name and then a longer moment to recognize who she is.

"Kang Su-Jin?" He replies in genuine shock, taking in the wom--young girl in his arms. She's shivering so violently that it's becoming difficult to hold onto her, vibrating out of his hold before he grips her tighter, whipping off his jacket without second thought and wrapping it around her. Goosebumps raising on his skin as his body mentally berates his lack of survival skills.

"What are you doing here?" She looks at him bewildered as if the stranger occurrence is his presence and not her own.

He squints his eyes looking back at her, "I could ask you the same thing. I found you unconscious here. I thought you were...." He trails off unable to utter the rest of his sentence.

"You should have left me here. Maybe I would have. If I was that lucky."

"What? Are you crazy, you want to die? Did you do this to yourself, what are you on?!" He roars at her, rage flooding his system as he shouts at the stupid girl, how dare she try to kill herself and leave her body for him to find? He wishes he had taken a different route, that he'd never come across her. He was in no state to comfort someone who was suicidal, still too raw and hurt. What was so hard about living that made people want to do that? Hot tears gather in his eyes as he abruptly pulls away from Sujin, unapologetic as she tumbles to the ground without his support.

She starts at him, stunned before righteous fury twists her features and she roars back at him.

"Who are you to judge me! I didn't ask you to help me, leave me alone!"

He glares back at her ready to yank his jacket away and run away from her but a small movement stops him, as she's screaming at him a small muscle twitches in her cheek bringing his attention to said cheek. It's nearly purple, standing out obscenely on her pale skin and then he notices the split lip and the bruises on her neck and he's so ashamed of himself he could bawl.

He deflates before speaking to her, "What happened to your face? Who did this to you?"

He doesn't know what kind of look he has on his face but before his questions can even settle between them she's sneering and twisting away from him, throwing his jacket on the ground before making her escape. Unprepared for her sudden departure he reacts too late, before chasing after her. It's easy to close the distance separating them with his long legs and within seconds she's merely inches in front of him, he reaches out a large hand to grab her wrist but hesitates recalling the bruises littering her frame. Instead he races past her, blocking her with his body swerving to the left and then the right when she tries to dodge him. They play this cat and mouse game before she finally gives up, glaring up at him with moist enraged eyes.

"Why do you care? We aren't even friends!"

Her piercing shout rings in his ears as he looks down at her passively. He can't answer that question, doesn't know what brought him to this area so late and not understanding why he was the one to find her in this condition. He doesn't know why he cares. But maybe things could have been different if Se-Yeon had someone to chase him. Maybe he'd still be alive...

So he answers her honestly.

"I don't want anymore people to die."

To his complete shock she starts to cry, tears falling rapidly from her eyes before she crumples to the ground, the rain pounding on her head and he stands still unsure of what to do before he drapes the jacket he'd rescued from the ground over her head, shielding her from most of the thunderous downpour. When she looks up to see the jacket protecting her, he almost falls backwards as her head slams into his chest, her tears simmering hot on his chilled body. It's almost painfully uncomfortable but he doesn't move away. Letting her cry on his chest, his shirt is soaked anyway this makes no difference.

He doesn't know how long they are crouched there on the ground, so dark that the sidewalk is completely devoid of anyone else, it feels like they are the only two people left on Earth.

"If we stay here you're going to get a cold."

He voices his concern but the only reply he receives is a gross sounding sniffle and he grimaces, knowing that his poor shirt is probably damaged beyond repair covered in snot and tears.

Sighing he starts to repeat himself before she whispers, "I don't have anywhere to go."

"I can take you home." Her fists tighten in his drenched shirt, he can practically feel the fear wafting off her, he'd assumed the marks on her face were from a possessive unhinged boyfriend but her reaction makes him uneasy. He tries to push those unpleasant thoughts to the corner.

"What about your friends? Why don't you call Su-ah or Ju-Kyung, I’m sure they’ll help you.” 

She stiffens in his arms before shaking her head in decline.

"No. I can't let anyone else see me like this. I don't need them looking at me the way you did, like I'm a sad pitiful puppy. I never want anyone look at me like that again."

He can respect that, he never wants to appear weak in front of others. It was easier to become angry and lash out rather than showing your true heart, nobody could hurt you that way.

"Then what? Where do you want to go?"

"I have nowhere to go. I'll stay here until morning. I'll be fine, you can go."

He looks at her dumbfounded, what kind of man would leave a battered woman alone in the rain? He wasn't raised by animals, damn it.

"Let's go." He makes a point not to touch her, their only point of connection are her hands twisted in his shirt.

"What?"

He bulldozes past her confusion, looking at her with what he hopes are comforting eyes.

"I'm taking you to my house. I can't just leave you here."

"Are you crazy? Don't you live with your mother and sister, what will they say?"

He winces at the logical inquiry, he had already considered that himself, thinking of his mother's subsequent smacks and his sister's teasing once they learned what he'd done but still deciding that he has no other choice. He can't just leave her here.

He shrugs, "That's my problem to worry about. I'm not leaving you here, I'd really like to get out of his rain. Let's go." He repeats himself harder, pleading with her.

She looks away and he's prepared to throw her over his shoulders and face the consequences when he hears her response, "Okay. Let's go."

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It's a quiet ride back, the engine rumbling through the aching bones of her frozen body. Han Seojun. The last person she ever expected to see after being roused from her panic induced collapse. Her arms tighten around his thin waist as he swerves around a car, adrenaline and fear battling for dominance in her body. When her fingers accidentally brush across wet bare skin she quickly moves her hands higher, fighting the embarrassment that washes over her.

If he notices she can't hear his reaction over the roar of the motorcycle.

When they finally pull up to a small apartment, she loosens her hold on him cracking her frozen digits.

"You didn't need to hold that tightly, I wasn't going to let anything happen to you. I ride this everyday you know."

She doesn't reply focusing on getting off the bike, swinging her leg over and hopping off not graceful but effective, a small proud smile spreads on her face before she gazes back at him.

He stares back before shaking his head, as if lost in a daze before he stomps off for her to follow.

Wordlessly she trails behind him, feeling foolish in her duck pajamas, a gift from Su-ah.

When he pushes his front door open, letting her in first she steps out of her sopping wet house slippers standing awkwardly looking around.

"Stay here. I'll get towels so we don't trail too much water."

She nods at his command, gazing at the floor and seeing how much water is already pooling around her feet.

"Here." He hands her a fluffy pink towel, she raises an eyebrow at the color.

"It's the guest towel. I wouldn't give you my towel."

That makes sense, sharing towels is far too intimate for the relationship they have. That being none. 

She rapidly towels at her hair, before running the towel down her body and wrapping it around her waist.

"You can use the bathroom. It's the second door on the right. I'll bring you dry clothes."

She steps cross the doorway, finally entering his home. Before she turns back to him staring directly into his eyes, "Than.... You didn't have to do this." She loses her confidence but his answering smirk lets her know he understood enough, with that she walks to the bathroom locking herself inside.

The sight of her bruised face in the mirror makes her pause, reaching up to finger at the stark purple mark on her cheek. She's crying before she can control her emotions, tears dripping into the sink as she remembers her night, how close she was to the end despite what she said to Seojun she wanted to live. As her father stood above her ready to snuff her out like a mere nuisance in his life, she realized with a burning passion how desperately she wanted to live.

A soft knock drags her back to reality as she rapidly wipes her tears away.

"I'm leaving clothes by the door. You can come out whenever you're ready. I'm making tea."

When she hears the light steps of his feet moving away from the door she opens the door a crack, picking up the neatly folded pile of clothes. Sending the boy a mental thank you before closing the door quietly.

It's clear that these clothes belong to Seojun, draping off her body, too large for her frame, a black T-shirt with a microphone on the center and sweatpants that cover her feet as well, he'd even remembered to bring her socks. Instantly she feels her body warming as her body temperature returns to normal. 

Folding her wet clothes and splashing water on her face then using the towel to rub it dry, she exits the bathroom walking towards the light she sees assuming that's the kitchen.

"The water's almost done boiling. Sit down."

His deep voice greets her as she follows his orders and takes a seat.

"Are these your clothes?"

"What? Oh yeah they're mine, sorry my sister locked her door. They're very old though, I haven't worn them in years I thought they would fit you better." He eyes her as he says the last sentence, "I guess it didn't make much of a difference I'm just too tall and manly for my own good."

She scoffs at his narcissistic comment rolling her eyes "Tall and manly my foot. You're so skinny I could probably pick you up with one arm."

He immediately turns at her comment, affronted look on his face, "Shut up! It's hard for me to put on weight, I'm not that skinny."

He places his hands on his hips, looking down at himself before puffing his chest out to make himself appear broader, it's so ridiculous that she can't control her reaction.

Sudden uncontrollable laughter.

She laughs breathlessly, folding onto her lap trying to contain her giggles but his scandalized look makes her laugh harder and she has to stuff her face in her elbow to prevent herself from waking his family.

After a few minutes of random spasms of laughter she finally peers back up at him.

He looks just like he did outside when she'd smiled after successively getting off his motorcycle.

"What? What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I just never see you smile at school."

"Well you never do anything worth smiling about." She quips back, wondering if she'd gone too far but he doesn't reply beyond a slight smile that's gone too fast to even be titled that, he places her steaming cup of tea before her sipping at his own after blowing on it.

They drink in comfortable silence.

She's the first to rapture the silence, "I don't need pity."

"I don't pity yo--"

"But thank you. Thank you for stopping. Thank you for this, thank you."

He stares wordlessly before nodding, a slight blush on his cheeks before he hides his face in the cup of tea. She doesn't bring attention to it.

"You can sleep in my room. It's the door next to the bathroom."

Humming she looks up, fatigue hitting her like a brick at the mention of sleeping.

"Where will you sleep?"

"I have a perfectly good couch, don't argue you're sleeping in my room. That's final. It's better that my mother doesn't see a strange woman on the couch when she wakes up."

Well, she can't argue with that logic.

"Okay." Drinking the last of the soothing beverage, she stands up walking over to place the cup in the sink.

"Good night." She starts to walk back in the direction of the bathroom, seeing another door next to it. Seojun's room. Twisting the doorknob she pushes it open, before she hears his voice from behind her.

"If you need anything I'm right outside."

Blinking her tears away, she nods without looking back, too vulnerable with his palpable concern.

When she lays her head down on his pillow, his scent fills her senses and she falls into a deep restless slumber feeling safer than she has in long time.

Tomorrow will be horrible.

But tonight, she will allow herself to breath easy knowing that someone is on her side.

#true beauty #kang sujin #han seojun #sujin deserves better #redemption fic #healing each others wounds #the visuals #true beauty kdrama #slow burn

[pigeonp0st]

Natasha Romanoff x Reader #2

Part 2

Words:1,448

Warnings: Angst

Notes:

Part 2...I wasn’t going to do this. I did it anyways. Sorry for any spelling mistakes and for bad writing. This is another one of the pieces I made while trying to get over my dislike for my writing :)

Part 1:

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“I’m tired of hurting others,” sixteen year old Natasha admits, eyes on the stars above. “When we get out of here...do you think we could be people who save?”

You turn towards Natasha, giving her your full attention. She’s been closed off and angry at the world more than usual lately...you’re glad she’s being open with you again though, so you give yourself time to think about your response.

“That’s you, Nat. I’m not like you,” you mumble. She glances down, then over at you. “You have the biggest heart out of everyone I've ever met. But me...i’ve always just longed for normal.”

Natasha tilts her head at that, bringing her eyebrows together, “normal?”

You nod, laughing at the expression on her face. “I want to live in a city with a job I hate half the time, in some stupid apartment with the loudest neighbors,” you explain.

“That doesn’t sound very nice.”

“It will be,” you assure her. “Because I'll have friends I consider family, and when you’re done saving the world I'll have you to come home to.”

Natasha studies the smile on your face and only sees your hope, but she’s never really been as optimistic as you. “You really think we’ll have that?” She asks quietly, and everything in her voice is begging you to say yes...because even though she’s not as optimistic as you, your hope is the only thing she feels is keeping her afloat.

“Yep. I should warn you...I plan on giving you the world, Nat.” You pause, frowning. “Well, maybe not the world, but everything you want.”

“Everything?” Nat teases, looking back up at the stars to try and prevent her tears from falling, because the future you painted is suddenly all she wants. “With your job you hate?”

You roll your eyes fondly. “Yes Nat, with the job I hate.”

The look she gives you is all love when she pulls you into her side and whispers, “I already have everything I could ever want right here.”

“Yeah right,” you scoff, shoving her away playfully and trying to hush her when she laughs too loudly. You don’t want to get caught. “Natasha, you want more than anyone. You want everything.”

And yeah, that may be true, but with you she has all she’ll ever need...If she has you, despite everything going on, she’s sure she’ll be alright. Natasha doesn’t tell you that though, instead she feigns thinking and says;

“Now that you mention it...I think I’d want to travel the world,” when you raise an eyebrow Nat continues, “Not as assassins but as tourists. Once saving the world gets too exhausting, and your desk job gets boring.”

“God. I can’t wait for the day when I'm a tourist with you. We’re going to be disgusting.”

“We’re going to be happy.”

——

“Natasha!” Steve shouts, pulling Nat right out of her dream and into the real world.

The world where you no longer exist.

She wants to go back to sleep already.

“Nat, you’re still having the dreams?” Steve asks, concern lining his features. “We thought they were gone.”

She’s not having ‘the dreams’. After four months the dreams filled with loud explosions and piercing screams stopped. Now she only dreams of stars, and late night confessions. Now she only dreams of teasing smiles, and promises.

Now she only dreams of wants that aren’t able to come true. Her wants, and yours.

And yeah, it’s worse than the explosions.

Steve doesn’t understand. None of the Avengers do. They didn’t know you, they can’t grieve you. They can’t understand her hurt. They don’t know how many firsts you consist of. They don’t know you’re the first person to ever care for her, and the first person to ever love her.

They don’t know that you’re her hope. That you’ve always been, and without you she’s just...lost.

She’s so lost.

“Are you okay?” Steve asks, grimacing when he realizes how stupid the question is. “Don’t answer that. Just...do you think you’ll be able to train today?”

Natasha nods, harshly rubbing away her tears. Her friends have seen her cry enough for a lifetime these past six months.

She’s tired, but she has to get up. Just for a bit.

——

“I didn’t know we had a new recruit coming in,” Natasha says, eyeing the new person suspiciously.

She really doesn’t want some stranger around the compound. She can’t be pleasant company anymore. Not that she ever really was.

When the stranger stiffens and doesn’t respond Natasha doesn’t know what to do. “What’s with the motorcycle helmet?” She asks, trying to fill the silence.

‘Can’t we just fight?’ The stranger signs.

Natasha is only surprised at the sign language for a moment before she shrugs it off and heads towards the mat. “Do you need me to sign too, or can you hear me?”

‘You can talk.’

“Okay,” Natasha nods, gesturing towards the other end of the mat. “If you even manage to knock me down i’ll give you twenty bucks.”

———-

When Natasha’s sucking in breaths and rubbing around her throat not four minutes later she’s shocked for more than one reason.

Because when the stranger gets off of her and says, with her voice; “God, Nat, I swear you weren’t this bad six months ago. What happened to you?” Natasha can’t really move.

She can’t even really breathe when the new recruit takes off her helmet and reveals someone Natasha never thought she’d be able to see again. “Y/N?”

“Hi.”

And Natasha’s sobbing now, in the middle of the mat with a smug Tony watching, and a confused Steve, and the rest of the amused Avengers.

But all she can really see is you.

You look hesitant, and emotional, but you.

You laughing when Natasha stutters out a “how?” Between her sobs.

You.

“Well Natasha, it wasn’t really that hard to beat you. Do you really want your pointers now?” You ask, smiling that soft smile she’s always loved.

“How are you alive?” Natasha asks, trembling and reaching out a hand. You meet her half way, intertwining Nats fingers with yours and closing your eyes in bliss when Natasha lets out a disbelieving laugh that half sounds like a sob.

“I jumped out a window and got lucky,” you mumble. “I couldn’t make it to the bottom floor in time, I knew that, and I knew my one real chance was the window exit.”

Natasha shakes her head, “but...the explosion still would have killed you, even if you managed to not die from the jump.”

Your expression turns bitter and dark. Haunted. And Natasha wonders why she’s even asking. She doesn’t care, because you’re here and all of that other stuff can be talked about later.

“Oh my god. You’re alive,” Natasha breathes out, effectively pulling you from your memories.

“You really missed me, huh?”

She doesn’t know how you can sound so disbelieving at the thought of Natasha missing you, because really, ‘missing’ doesn’t even feel like a big enough word.

“I was dying,” Natasha sobs, pulling you into a hug. Finally. Finally.

“Me too,” you admit, and though you can’t really imagine what Natasha felt like thinking you were dead...the past six months have been the worst of your life also. And yeah, you were dying too. Literally and figuratively.

Natasha feels like she can finally breathe after six months, and you feel like you can finally breathe after four years.

“I’m free, Nat,” you whisper to her, voice wobbly. Natasha clutches you tighter. “I can finally have my fucking desk job.”

“And we have the loud neighbors you’ve always wanted.”

Natasha starts pressing kisses over her face when she notices your shaking shoulder, and she doesn’t care how ridiculous she looks doing it with her own shakiness.

“I love you, Nat. I love you so much. And I'm sorry for taking so long to come back to you,” you force out, closing your eyes in a faulty attempt of trying to get the tears to stop.

All Natasha feels is love. Overwhelming love battling with relief.

“I’m sorry you ever had to search.”

You laugh, wondering when the two of you are ever going to have more than apologies to offer to each other. “Does this mean I can finally give you the world?” You ask, wanting to.

“God, Y/N, you already have.”

And maybe, besides apologies, you two will always have love to offer too.

“But you still want, right?”

“Yeah,” Natasha agrees, dazed. “I still want.”

She wonders why all of her wants suddenly involve you besides her.

“Good, because I do too.”

#natasha romonova #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #black widow x y/n #nat x reader #black widow x you #black widow x reader #black widow #marvel x female reader #marvel x y/n #marvel x you #marvel x reader #fem reader #natasha x you #natasha x y/n #marvel

[romance-de-la-luna]

Okay here we go: my answers to ALL of the asks I reblogged 🙄

Thank you SO MUCH @ginny-lily 🙄

This was so fun 🙄

Describe your favourite shirt

Don't care about clothes enough to have one

If you could, would you change your eye colour?

No

Name of an artist you think is underappreciated

Emy Taliana

Favourite flower?

Dandelion

Preferred type of weather?

Storms

A poem you think describes your closest friend?

Hmm let me write one: PURE EVIL. BUT I LOVE HER. THE END.

Do you keep your fingernails long or short?

Short (for climbing)

Favourite sea animal?

Don't have one (it's not sharks. I don't have favourite animals)

Favourite land animal?

Again, I don't have favourites. I have absolutely no preference for birds, moths and shieldbugs. I love all animals equally.

Are you religious? Spiritual?

Religious? No. Spiritual? Not really

Can you fold a fitted sheet?

Umm? I can fold sheets?

Are you part of the lgbt+ community?

You know what? I think I might be xD

What's saved as your phone's lockscreen?

Do you thrift?

That's an American word. I'm skipping this question

What's your natural hair colour?

Brown

Have any pets?

No

Would you ever try going vegetarian or vegan?

Already vegetarian; would consider going vegan one day (but would probably fail)

An animal you wish hadn't gone extinct?

Uhh, all of them?

How many languages do you speak?

English and un-fluent Spanish

Do you care for clothing brands?

Not at all

Favourite scent on a person?

Coconut? Or nothing?

Have you ever been camping?

Yes, many times

Do you play an instrument?

Used to play the piano

Gold or silver jewellery?

Gold

Any piercings or tattoos?

No but I wanna get tattoos! And maybe get my nose pierced as well

How many pairs of sunglasses do you own?

One

Would you ever want to play a game on television?

I'd be too scared of getting things wrong on a quiz game, but things like Total Wipeout (do people know what that is??) look so fun!!

Have you ever lived on a farm?

No

If you had the option, would you choose to move to another country?

Of course! I'd go and live in Rome with my sister!

Relationship status?

Single

What is your best school subject?

Spanish or English

Any unpopular opinions?

As you know, my opinions on food xD

Another name you think would suit you?

I've been told my name suits me very well?? But imagine if I was called Moon or Rain or Ocean...

A subject you enjoy learning about?

Ancient Siberian tribal rituals involving fly agarics 😏

A -core you enjoy?

Is it just me who doesn't understand all this aesthetic stuff?? I don't know 😂 I really don't know

An TV show you used to love? (AN TV SHOW???? WHAT IS THAT???? ARE THERE PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD WHO DON'T REALISE THE LETTER 'T' IS A CONSONANT???? IT'S *A* TV SHOW)

My parents never let us watch normal kids' TV when we were little, so all we used to watch were cartoons like Tom and Jerry and Bugs Bunny 😌

Any interesting family stories?

This is the best I can come up with:

You know those blocks with letters of the alphabet on that you have when you're little to help you learn how to write? Well apparently my dad used to spell rude words out with them 😂😂 and of course I had no idea what they meant so he could get away with it (he is just generally the most immature person ever. 😝 For example, EVERY time we eat melon he makes jokes. Every time anyone mentions buttering toast he makes jokes. Every time anyone says or does anything remotely innuendo-sounding, he makes jokes. And honestly I love him for it 😂)

Do you wear your socks mismatched?

I prefer to walk barefoot everywhere, but yes, when I have to wear socks they're ALWAYS odd

Your thoughts on magic - does it exist?

Maybe... ✨

Form of art you enjoy doing?

I can't art 😝

Any sideblogs?

Nope

YouTubers you enjoy watching?

Jonna Jinton, Keara Graves (IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THEY ARE, YOU MUST WATCH THEIR VIDEOS!!!! THEY'RE AMAZING AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH), Dan and Phil, Frank James, and my group of cringey American YouTuber friends (the AMP squad)

Do you have a type?

I can have more than one type right? I love people with red hair, goths, weird people...

Twin beds, queen, or king?

Queen? I think?

Do you have strong feelings against the colour pink?

No

A food you've never tried?

I don't think I've ever had steak? And I probably never will

Dogs, cats or fish?

Dogs

Do you collect anything?

Let's just say I went through a phase that I'm not proud of, and I may or may not own about 30-50 lip balms 🙈

Earbuds or headphones?

Headphones

Jean jackets?

I... have nothing against them? But I've never owned one?

Have a job?

Nope, too lazy 😇

Kill the spider or take it outside?

Make cute eyes at them and tell them how adorable they are, then either leave them to it or take them to my room

Do you think you can sing well?

Amazingly 😉

Favourite flavour of gum?

Mint?

Shuffle your playlist, what's the first song that comes up? (that should be a semicolon 😜)

Enter Sandman - Metallica

Icecream or cake? (ice-cream!!! Hyphens exist!!!)

Cake

Can you do your own makeup?

Nope

Ever written fanfiction?

Surprisingly, yes

How many blogs do you follow?

341

Do you brush your teeth before you eat?

You mean before every meal???? I don't do that! But I normally brush my teeth before breakfast

Type of phone you have?

Samsung Galaxy S20 5G apparently

What's your first choice at the vending machine?

BBQ Mini Cheddars (or crisps, to be less specific)

Beach or pool?

BEACH

Least favourite condiment?

I don't know? I think I love them all?

How much sugar in your tea/coffee?

None because I only drink chamomile tea

Ever broken a bone?

No

Rings or necklaces?

Necklaces (but I very rarely wear jewellery because I forget it exists)

Do you still play Minecraft?

I love Minecraft!!!! But I usually only play it at Christmas

Ever ridden a motorcycle? (MOTORBIKE 😡)

No

Favourite holiday?

Christmas ^^

Opinion on 3-in-1 body wash?

What is this question?? 😂

Practical, but I don't trust it

Do you follow politics?

Not really. I like taking online quizzes though so I've done this a few times, and that's as far into the world of politics as I'll go xD (WHY AM I NOT FURTHER LEFT??? I SHOULD BE FURTHER LEFT?? THIS CONCERNS ME??)

Your instagram handle?

I'm not sharing it on here! I've been thinking about giving you my normal insta though, Fransiska (if you want it)

#I'm too good to you sometimes #and you already know half of these answers!! 🙄 #franzi ilysm you make me so happy and idk what i'd do without you you're amazing

[slyther-bi]

Murderer from Spinner's End

Imma post the 1st chapter and depending on how this goes I'll post the rest and provide a post that has a link to the chapters.

No magic au. Murder au.

Summary: Severus Snape is a poor boy who grew up in an abusive home. At the age of 9 he meets his best friend and future partner in crime Lily Evans. During their teen years they meet a group of boys who call themselves the Marauders. At the age of 16 Severus commits his first murder by killing his father with the help of Lily. Tobias's death was labeled a heart attack and from there Severus's life of crime began with Lily at his side.

Chapter Characters: Severus Snape, Lily Evans, & James Potter

I'll be adding a trigger warning to the chapters that need one.

Chapter 1

The day seemed pretty normal as people walked down the sidewalks and drove by safely. People came in and out of shops happily without a care in the world. Yes the day seemed like any other day, up until someone sped by on a motorcycle with several police cars following, the sirens sounding in the air. The man on the bike had black shoulder length hair and piercing black eyes that made it seem as if you were staring into pure darkness. Why were the police chasing this man? well because he had just committed several murders and was now trying to escape. The man drove into a narrow alley and into the backstreets of his town, he quickly looked behind him to see the police cars stop as they weren't able to fit.

He smirked and sped up inorder to get back to his home before the police found him, he should have realised he was falling into a trap but that's something he'll think about later. Right now he had to get home before his best friend who he thought of as a sister got worried. After sometime of taking several alley ways and back roads that he finally got home, he parked his motorcycle in the garage. He carefully placed a giant thin white sheet over it to avoid anyone seeing it should they enter the garage tho no one can get in without the code. He made his way into the house and carefully removed his shoes and held them in his arms to avoid getting blood on the floor.

Before he was able to take a step forward his sister in question tossed a knife in his direction, it missed him by an inch and plunged into the door behind him "Where the hell have you been Severus?! you're all over the damn news!!! I almost had a heart attack!!!!" Lily shouted out in worry as she rushed towards her brother and hugged him tightly. "Sorry?" Severus said as he hugged lily back with one arm, Lily let go and stepped back while smiling "It doesn't matter the good thing is you weren't caught, now go shower you reek and throw your shoes and clothes in the washer I'll wash 'em tonight" She said happily "Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes!" she added and headed back into the kitchen. Severus smiled and headed to the laundry room, once there he tossed his shoes into the washer machine and then proceeded to remove his clothes and also placed them into the washer.

Once done he headed to his room and went into his bathroom and turned on the water. He waited for a bit as he let the water get warm, when the water got to be the right temperature he stepped inside and let the water wash over him. Severus proceeded to wash off the blood from his body and out of his hair. After awhile he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and then grabbed another towel and wrapped it around his hair. Severus headed to his closet and picked out his clothing and quickly got dressed, he wore a simple long sleeved purple shirt and soft dark blue pajama pants. He walked out of his room and headed to the kitchen with a towel still draped over his shoulder so his shirt wouldn't get wet by his hair.

"Do you need me to set the table?" He asked Lily who was currently stirring some sauce "Yes please" She said happily "Can you grab the wine from the cellar when you're done?" she asked. Severus quickly went to work at setting the table and smiled happily "Yeah sure" he said, once he finished he headed down to the cellar and looked through the many wine bottles before picking out Lily's favorite. He didn't practically like this wine but Lily did and since he caused her some stress he figured this would be part of his apology. He headed back and gently set the wine on the table, Lily set the food on the table and practically beamed as she saw her favorite wine on the table. "Aw is this your attempt at apologizing?" she asked "This wine sucks but yes" he said while smiling.

Lily laughed and smacked his arm which caused him to laugh "Ok so I made spaghetti!" she said happily as she went ahead and poured wine into two wine glasses. Before Severus could say anything or the pair could eat their food they heard a knock on the door. "Ah fuck" Severus said, he knew who it was even tho he had yet to check he was certain it was either James or Sirius or both at the door. They were cops and they knew what he does but since they are close friends they had yet to arrest him or reveal him to the world. Out in the world he was known as "Nevermore the killer raven" law enforcement has no idea what he looks like because he always wore a plain black mask. The only cops who knew he was nevermore were Sirius and James and thats cause he accidentally spoke to them and they recognized his voice.

Slowly he walked towards the door and opened it, he smiled as he was greeted by a very angry and annoyed James Potter. "Hi jamie" Sev said "Do what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" he asked knowing full well why James was here. "Wanna tell me why you're all over the damn news?!" James said angrily and walked into the house to avoid causing a scene outside. Severus closed the door and followed James into the living room "I may have had a bit of a mishap during the murder but to be fair it was very rude of the police to just set up a trap honestly who do they think they are!" He said in an offended tone which caused Lily to laugh and James to just sigh deeply in his hands. "I swear if we weren't friends I'd throw you in jail so fast" James said with a tired tone, Severus simply smiled and hugged James tightly "But we are friends Jamie! The greatest friends ever!!! Plus you helped me out with some illegal shit so if I go down you're coming down with me" He said happily and kissed his cheek as he let go of James "Now do you wanna join me and lily for dinner?" he asked happily.

James shook his head "Can't heading out with the guys tonight, fbut maybe next time" He said and turned to leave "See ya sev, See ya Lily" he spoke "Bye James" She said happily as she waved bye to her friend. "Oh and Sev next time be more careful, you almost gave me and Sirius heart attacks" James said softly which caused Severus to laughed "Lils said the same thing, tell Siri I said hi! and kiss his cheek for me" Sev said happily, he had a habit of being affectionate towards his friends. James chuckled and nodded before exiting the house and heading back to his own home across the street.

"Now I think its best we eat here in the living room and watch some bad tv" Lily said excitedly "Hell yeah!" Severus cheered and both he and lily rushed to grabbed their plates and wine glasses to bring to the living room. They both sat down on the couch close to eachother with their plates on their laps. Lily grabbed the remote and turned on the tv, she flipped through the channels and landed on one where it showed some people arguing over something stupid. The pair happily ate and drank wine while watching the terrible show on the tv.

#murderer from spinner's end #severus snape prince #severus snape #lily evans #james potter #no magic au #muggle murder au #hp #hp text post #hp shit #hp shitpost #hp fic #random #shit post #random shit #my shit #my writing may not ve good but that won't stop me #my writing #my fic

[barnesbabee]

‘I Hate You’ - Choi San x Reader

Summary: You hated San, and supposedly so did he. But what if he was just bad at getting your attention?

Pairing: Choi San x Reader

Words: If I had to guess I’d say 69

Genre: Smut, Fluff?, Angst

A/N: I turned this into a whole ass thing. I did my best lol hope I didn’t disappoint anyine. Enjoy xx💖

REQUESTS SUPER OPEN

“ ‘I hate you.’ ‘No you don’t.’ “ // “Why are you covered in mud?”

---- THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING THE PROMPTS ANON ----

 "I swear to God San, if you don't give me back the fucking notebook I'm going to punch you." You threatened, tired of reaching for your own belongings.

   Every time you stretched your arms to get it, he'd hold it up higher.

    "Oh but I'd like to see that," his mouth approached your ear, so he could whisper to you "I want to see you lose control."

    You stomped your foot and pushed him away furiously.

    "You're so annoying!" You yelled at him.

    You were immediately shushed by two other students that were sitting somewhere in the library. 

     For some unknown reason, San loved to tease you and push you around. He wouldn't bully you or humiliate you, but he liked to poke fun at you from time to time and try his best to push you to your breaking point. He wanted you to break out of your goody-two-shoes persona, but you never gave in.

    San pursed his lips, to hold back a laugh, when he heard the other two students shushing you. 

    "You're impossible!" You whisper-yelled at him.

    You then collected the rest of your materials, shoved them in your backpack, and grabbed your umbrella. You turned your back to him and angrily made your way towards the door. San looked at the book in his hand and then at you, confused.

     "Y/N I still have your book!" He yelled, earning angry looks from everyone else in the library.

     You turned to face him, a piercing glare in your eyes at all times. You mouthed 'fucking keep it then' and left.

     The city looked gray that day. Clouds filled the sky and the raindrops fell violently on the floor. You opened your umbrella as quickly as possible to avoid getting soaked, and then started walking home, avoiding every little puddle on the sidewalk as to not get your shoes wet. That all went to Hell however, when you heard a motorcycle roaring behind you. You looked up from the ground and behind you. 

    San's motorcycle was speeding, and when he passed by you, he made sure to run over a muddy puddle, getting you not only soaked from head to toe, but also with mud stains all over. 

    You closed your eyes and dropped the umbrella, out of shock, as the brown droplets painted your body and clothes. San stopped his motorcycle not far away and walked towards you. 

    You remained immobile, still trying to wrap your head around what had happened, and thinking that maybe, maybe it had been an accident. However those thoughts quickly washed away as the male stepped closer to you and pushed his helmet up slightly, revealing a mischievous smirk.

     "Oh, poor girl... Why are you covered in mud? Whatever happened to yo-"

    You didn't let the male finish the sentence. Your hand flew across his face, colliding with his cheek in the process. San furrowed his eyebrows and didn't move for a second, still processing the sharp pain he felt in his cheek. Once he'd understood what happened, he grazed his fingers over his cheek and looked down at you. You were staring at him with tears of anger brimming in your eyes, gritted teeth and fists balled up by your sides.

     "You wanted me to snap!? Well, I just did! Are you happy!? Now fucking leave me alone!" You yelled at him.

    You made sure to bump your shoulder against him as you walked away, but his sudden grip on your wrist didn't allow you to move very far.

    "San, you are the most intolerable person I've ever met, please, let me go." You begged, without even glancing at him.

    "I'm sorry."

    You looked at him as if he was stupid, and the male sighed. His grip on your wrist loosened and he removed his helmet completely. He handed it to you and got on his bike.

    "Come on, put that on and get on the bike. I'll drive us to my place so you can change and wait for the rain to stop." He offered.

    You gave him an incredulous look and stepped back, while shaking your head negatively.

     "I'm definitely on getting on that with you as the driver." You said, pointing at the bike and then at him.

    He sighed once more.

    "Y/N get on the fucking bike, we're both soaking wet."

   You put the helmet on and got on the bike, still a little apprehensive about the whole scenario. San grabbed your hands and put them around his waist, so you'd be secure while riding with him. 

    It was a relatively short ride, but the whole time your heart was beating out of your chest, afraid that something would happen and you'd end up injured. You weren't a big fan of bikes, and being on one with San surely didn't make part of your plans.

    The second he stopped the motorcycle, you stepped off of it, breathing heavily. The male shook his head at you and laughed, as you two entered the apartment building. When you entered the elevator, you removed his helmet and handed it to him, mumbling a 'thank you'. He just smiled and nodded at you.

    His flat wasn't big nor small, it was the right size for a college student to live alone in. The kitchen and the living room were separated by a row of counters and by your right was a small hallway with a couple of doors.

     San took off his shoes and headed to one of the doors the second you two stepped in. You assumed it was the bathroom, since he carried two towels in his hands when he came back. He handed you one of them and you thanked him, then proceeding to dry off your hands, face, and hair. 

     You watched as the male stripped from his shirt and let the wet piece of cloth fall by his feet. You observed as his muscles flexed and moved under his skin. He was toned and very well built, a sight to see really, and in your defense, anyone would stare.

     San looked in your direction.

     "Are you eyeing me while I dry myself?" He asked, with a smirk.

    "I wasn’t- Well yes! Yes I am cause I can't believe you just stripped in front of a girl like that!" You complained.

    "You mean, you're shocked I stripped my shirt in my house to not get the floor wet?"

    Fuck, he had a point.

    You flipped him off and he just laughed at your reaction. 

    "Wait here a second, I'll get you dry clothes."

    He left for a couple of minutes, and when he came back he had on a new pair of grey joggers and a white t-shirt. He held some clothes in his hand that he gave to you.

    "I'm not changing with you standing there!" You told him.

    He turned his back to you.

    "I won't look!" 

    You stares at him for a second, with disapproval in your eyes, but started stripping anyway. You started by peeling your wet shirt off of you and your bra as well, as it was also wet, and then dried yourself off, pulling his t-shirt over your head as expeditiously as possible. 

   You repeated the process with your pants, and although you didn't want to go commando, you absolutely had to take off your panties, or else you'd just end up getting the pants he'd given you wet as well. 

   Once you were done you tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and smiled at you.

   "All done?" He asked.

   You simply nodded, and followed him farther into the house. He asked you to sit on the couch and turned on the tv for you. San disappeared for about five minutes and then came back with two servings of cup noodles. Your eyes instantly lit up as he handed you the snack.

    "That was cute." He told you as you dug into the ramen.

    You looked at him with a weirded-out look in your face and a raised eyebrow, as if you didn't understand.

    "The way you reacted to food," he explained and chuckled "it was cute."

    You just rolled your eyes and focused on eating and watching whatever was on tv.

     "Don't be rude!" He yelled at you, playfully.

     "Or what?" You teased.

    He set his cup of noodles down and approached his hands to your body in a weird way. 

    "What are you doing!?" You asked, a little freaked out.

     Before you could react, his hands tickled your sides. Your feet kicked the air and you squirmed on the couch whilst desperately trying not to let the noodles spill all over the floor.

    "Fine, fine! I'm sorry for being rude to you!"

     San backed away and resumed eating his food.

    "God, I hate you." You said, wearing a pout on your face.

    "No you don't."

    "I kinda do..." 

    Although you had whispered that while playing with the chopsticks in your hand, he had heard it clearly, and his heart sunk at the statement. His face fell and suddenly he wasn't hungry anymore. San set his cup of noodles down on the small coffee table once more and looked at you with saddened eyes.

    "I... I'm sorry."

    "San, you've already apologized and gave me dry clothes and food, it's okay."

    He shook his head, pursed his lips and averted his look.

    "Not because of that, because of... well, everything."

   You looked at him in disbelief. The sincerity in his voice scared you, you couldn't tell if he was making fun of you once more or if he actually meant it. You reached your hand out to touch his arm. Your fingers grazed over his skin lightly, as if reaching for him burned your fingertips.

    His eyes followed your hand and he let out a deep breath.

    "Listen I don't have the best behavior, I know, but I wanted to get your attention and then... And then you looked so cute when you were angry and I liked to see the effect I had on you but I hated to see you nearly cry today. I'm sorry I don't have a better approach."

    You were visibly taken aback about what he said. You expected anything to come out out of San's mouth, but certainly not a confession like that.

    "San, do you- do you like me?"

    His eyes widened at the realization. He looked at you for a second, and his expression seemed... distressed. San was scared that he had, in fact, gone too far and there was no going back now. The man stood up abruptly, pulling away from your touch in the process, and locked his eyes on the floor.

    "What!? No! I mean maybe... I- I don't know Y/N."

    You stood up and looked at him.

    "San I don't know what to say."

    He looked deep into your eyes. The light over you was very dim, and the particular scenario gave you two a sense of comfort.

    "Then don't say anything."

    San placed his middle and index finger under your chin and tipped it upwards. His lips encountered yours in a sweet, soft kiss. 

    The situation felt wrong, but San's lips on yours felt right. You never imagined a reckless man like him to kiss so delicately. While your head couldn't formulate a proper response, your body had already sorted it out. Your hands played with the hairs on his nape as you (gladly) accepted his kiss. 

    Although San's hands stayed on your hips, you could tell he wanted to move them to your ass, but he was afraid you'd push him away. So you took one of his hands in yours, and pulled them down to the place he yearned to touch.

     The male pulled away from the kiss and looked at you suggestively and pleasantly surprised at your demeanor.

    "After tonight you won't be calling me a goody-two-shoes anymore." You whispered in his ear.

    He groaned and grabbed a hand full of your ass as a response as he connected your lips once more.

    You moaned at his movements and he took the chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. He took it slow, for you, since he didn't want you feeling uncomfortable.

    You pulled away for air, and San's hand came up to your face to caress your cheek. He kissed your forehead and laced his fingers with yours. The male started walking towards one of the other doors, which you assumed was his bedroom. 

    San opened the door, displaying a small blue-colored room with one desk, a wardrobe, and a king-sized bed. 

    He gently pushed you down onto the bed and removed his shirt, before hovering over you and pinning your hands above your head. 

   San left a soft kiss on your lips, then one on your jaw, one on your neck, and finally one on your collar bone. 

   "Is this your first time?" He asked you.

   You nodded shyly, a little embarrassed at the fact. His lips kissed the spot under your ear.

    "Don't worry, I'll make your first time unforgettable."

     His right index finger traced your body, until he reached the waistband of the pants you wore. San's lips started playing with your neck while his hand started pulling the piece of clothing down. Once they were completely off, San looked down. No panties.

    "Fuck Y/N..." He groaned at the sight.

     He got rid of his pants and boxers, and you took the hint, stripping from your shirt as well. You suddenly felt very exposed, and so you tried to cover yourself with your hands. San gently grabbed your wrists and uncovered your body. He then placed a kiss between your breasts and one to your pretty, plump lips.

    "You're gorgeous... Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

    San reached for the top drawer of his nightstand and retrieved a condom, which he placed on the tip of his hardened cock and rolled down.

     He placed his member at your entrance and pushed in, slowly and carefully, as to not hurt you. 

    You groaned and gripped the sheets.

    "You okay?" He asked.

    You took a couple of deep breaths and looked at him. Panting, messed up hair, cheeks flushed, and cock deep inside you. Fuck he was gorgeous.

    "Y-yes, move." 

    At that, his hips started moving along to a moderate rhythm, until he saw you become comfortable. The second a moan escaped your mouth, San sped up his pace. He swung one of your legs over his shoulder and gripped your thighs for stability.

    You were very sensitive, and because it was your first time, your high came very soon. 

   It took a couple more thrusts from San for you to start feeling something build up in the pit of your stomach.

   "San, oh God, I think I'm cumming."

   "Let it out baby, cum for me."

   The pet name was your kryptonite, and as soon as it fell from San's lips you climaxed. You called for his name as your back arched and your eyes shut close. 

   The even tighter feeling of your pussy and your pretty moan caused San to release onto the condom with a groan.

    Neither of you moved for a couple of seconds, letting the moment sink in. Eventually, San pulled out and threw the condom somewhere, before collapsing next to you. 

    You looked at each other and smiled. You giggled, a little embarrassed at what you had just done, and buried your head in the crook of his neck.

    "Hey Y/N?" He called, getting your attention "Spend the night?”

#san #choi san #ateez #ateez san #ateez choi san #ateez smut #choi san smut #san smut #kpop #kpop smut #san angst #san fluff #choi san angst #choi san sluff #ateez angst #ateez fluff #kpop angel au #kpop fluff #kpop angst

[emiliaclarkesdragons]

ROOMIES: OBI-WAN X ANAKIN SKYWALKER AU

a/n: also availible on Wattpad

•PART ONE•

Obi-Wan comes home from a long lecture to find his new roomie, Anakin making himself more than comfortable in his dorm room. 

Obi Wan's world was small and his dorm room was even smaller. But, he liked it that way, and he liked it even more that he didn't have a roomie to bug him and mess up his system. His system was messy but he knew where everything was in the mess. He was a star pupil and did everything by the rules, he didn't want to risk his place by doing something reckless.

Obi-Wan had just had the longest lecture of the day, he didn't know someone could talk for so long. He was tired and it was only going to take one small thing to push him over the edge.

As he walked up to the door leading to his dorm room, he noticed it was open and there was a van parked outside. Please no, he thought. Obi-Wan thought he was the only one with a spare bed in his dorm, but he hoped that wasn't true. Maybe someone was moving out... he looked around as he walked inside, peaking into each room suspiciously.

Obi-Wan then walked up the stairs, straining his ears to hear any sign of movement. All seemed to be clear, perhaps he had gotten it wrong, maybe no one was moving in or out. He reached his door, it was unlocked but he didn't think anything of it as he was too clouded in hope. When he stepped into his room, which was painted in a brilliant blue, he froze.

"Who are you?" Obi-Wan asked, his mouth hanging open slightly from anger as he eyed the person in front of him.

"Anakin," the young man said, he was significantly younger than Obi-Wan, and his dark hair and piercings only highlighted that. Anakin began looking through Obi Wan's things that were placed on what was now Anakin's bed. Most of it consisted of motorcycle magazines and odd drawings. Anakin looked at them unimpressed and threw them onto Obi Wan's side of the room.

"Do you mind?!" Obi-Wan said, picking up the things he had thrown.

"No not really," Anakin said, throwing the rest of the stuff at Obi-Wan, who attempted to catch most of it and succeeded. This slightly impressed Anakin, though he didn't let on. "Not used to sharing?" He asked.

"Well-" Obi-Wan stuttered, "I've never had a roomie, and I liked it that way," he said not worrying about hurting his feelings because frankly, Anakin had no right to barge in and throw his weight around as he had. Anakin nodded and scoffed but didn't say anything. Obi-Wan stood watching him with his hands on his hips looking rather aggravated.

The was a quick knock on the door before it opened, their dorm supervisor, Qui-Gon Jinn entered. He looked rather surprised to see Obi-Wan home so early in the day. "Ah Obi-Wan your home," Qui-Gon said.

"I do live here," he said, then cleared his throat, "can you tell me what's going on?"

"Anakin is our new student," Qui-Gon smiled and gestured to Anakin.

"He looks a little young to be a student," Obi-Wan said, though he managed to say it in a way that wasn't offensive. Qui-Gon glared at Obi-Wan, Anakin smirked seeing this, "welcome," Obi-Wan muttered to Anakin.

"Will you show Anakin around and show him the ropes and so on?" Qui-Gon asked though Obi-Wan knew there wasn't a choice in the matter.

"Yep, sure," Obi-Wan said, attempting a smile. Qui-Gon soon left Obi-Wan and Anakin to get to know each other further but neither were interested in that. "Do-do you take that out when you eat or..." Obi-Wan motioned to Anakin's lip piercing.

"No," Anakin laughed. After a moment he questioned Obi Wan's name. "You seem too boring to have a name like that."

Obi-Wan just stared at him in disbelief, this boy really had some nerve coming into his home and being this rude, "you don't have any manners do you?" Obi-Wan shot at him.

"I'm going to call you Ben," Anakin said,

"And I'm going to call you Arsehole," Obi-Wan huffed, leaving his dorm room.

Obi-Wan didn't come back until later that day and he hoped Anakin wasn't there. Unfortunately, he was, and he had taken to reading his motorcycle magazines. "Your back late," Anakin said, peaking over the magazine.

"I hoped you wouldn't be in," Obi-Wan said honestly.

Anakin gave Obi-Wan a look that translated as 'that's fair'. "Well, I don't know where anything is, do I?" Anakin shrugged, turning the page of the magazine.

"Right," Obi-Wan huffed, "I'll show you around tomorrow," he said with a trace of guilt in his voice.

The next morning Obi-Wan woke to find Anakin's bed empty. He breathed a sigh of relief and went about with his morning routine. His routine mainly focused on his hair, he took pride in his golden locks.

He went into the kitchen and dining. area for some breakfast, choosing his favourite cereal to start the day. As he sat on the table, ready to eat he heard footsteps. He turned around and saw Anakin walk into the kitchen with headphones on. Anakin said, "Ben," rather grumpily.

"Anakin," Obi-Wan grunted, looking down at his cereal. It didn't look so appetising now Anakin had spoiled his mood. It looked rather soggy.

Anakin fell back onto the sofa and began drinking his coffee. "Is there any place you want to see today?" Obi-Wan asked politely, knowing he was going to have to make an effort at some point otherwise Qui-Gon would find out. Anakin didn't answer and instead turned his music up, looking rather sorry for himself. Obi-Wan guessed that way 'his thing'.

Obi-Wan dropped his spoon in the bowl with a clank, "did you just turn that up?"

Anakin smirked and let out a laugh, pulling his headphones off his head. Obi-Wan didn't want to admit that he found his smirk rather attractive. "I'm just messing with you," Anakin said, turning off the music. Obi-Wan waited for another smirk or laugh but nothing happened. Anakin got up and sat next to Obi-Wan at the table, "I think campus is a good place to start?" he suggested, referring back to his previous question.

"Sure," Obi-Wan said, finishing his cereal.

"Then maybe something to eat after?" Anakin suggested with a different tone to his voice; it was suggestive and playful. Obi-Wan was drawn in by that.

•PART TWO •

thanks for reading - images aren’t mine :)

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[primroseprime2019]

Darkness Rising- Part One

The sun's rays pierced through the clouds. On the road, a red Dodge Challenger drove down the road. "So there I am on the lookout when out of nowhere, these highlight beams light up my rearview," the red Autobot said, "and then it hits me. I'm illegally parked!"

"Another parking ticket?" A blue and pink Kawasaki Ninja 250R asked in a knowing tone as she drove down the road. "Better. The boot," the red bot said.

"Big metal tire clamp impossible to remove," the motorcycle said.

"Bingo! So the local police do their thing, and I let 'em get all the way down the back," the red bot said, "that's when I kick off my new shiny shoe and bang!" "New York's finest soil themselves," the motorcycle said, amusement in her voice.

"You know me Arcee," the bot said, "you mess with Cliffjumper-" "And you get the horns," Arcee said, earning a laugh from her partner, "not sure how that complies with Autobot rule number one: keep a low profile."

"What can I say? Patrolling out here in Dullsville gets lonesome," Cliffjumper said, "almost makes me miss the Decepticons." "Like Jasper Nevada's a party? We're alone wherever we travel on this rock Cliff," Arcee said.

Cliffjumper's GPS navigation system started going off. The screen changed from the road route to a sonar picture of the area he was in. "I'm getting a signal," he said.

"Need backup?" Arcee asked, alert. "Do I ever need backup?" Cliffjumper said before going off-road. At the highest speed, Cliffjumper sped towards the location. When he arrived, he skidded to a stop at the edge of a ditch. There were big and small dark blue energon crystals sticking out of the bottom of the ditch.

"I just found a whole lot of energon!" Cliffjumper said. A shadow suddenly loomed over the Autobot and the energon. Cliffjumper transformed into his bipedal form and looked up to see a large ship. "Decepticons," he said.

The Decepticon warship- or the Nemesis, as most called it- loomed over the energon. A gun-like blaster unfolded on the side and fired at Cliffjumper. The blast exploded at Cliffjumper's pedes, the force of the explosion sending Cliffjumper flying into the ditch. The Autobot warrior got on one knee as he looked up to see a few Decepticon troops flying out of the ship and landing near the edge of the ditch.

"Arcee... about that backup," Cliffjumper said, "fair warning boys. I'm gonna put a few dings in ya." He transformed into his vehicle form and drove up the wall of the ditch before he flew off it, transformed into his bipedal form and began to fight the Vehicons.

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"Arcee to Optimus! The 'Cons are back. Cliff might be neck deep in scrap," Arcee reported to her leader, Optimus Prime. "Understood," the Prime replied, "Ratchet, do you have Cliffumper's coordinates?"

"I'm locked onto his signal Optimus," Ratchet said as he drove through a snow-covered area, "but our teams are scattered across time zones."

"Arcee, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Firestorm, Primrose, rendezvous back to base and prepare to ground bridge," Optimus ordered.

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Cliffjumper was having a rather hard time fighting the troops. The odds weren't in his favor now as the Decepticon troops punched him hard. One punched him hard enough to send him flying back into the ditch and the punch sent one of Cliffjumper's horns flying off.

Cliffjumper got to his pedes. "You want the horns," he said, unlocking his blasters, "you got 'em." With that said, he began to shoot at the Decepticons, taking one of them out before the others started to fire back at the red Autobot. Cliffjumper dodged the shots before the energon exploded, the force of the explosion sending Cliffjumper flying into the wall.

As the smoke drifted into the air, two Vehicons dragged Cliffjumper to the warship.

A silver and dark grey Seeker stood in the command center. "The energon," he said bitterly, "it's worthless to me now." He turned to see the Vehicons dragging in a nearly burnt and beaten Cliffjumper.

"Scream... been a while," Cliffjumper coughed, "so... where's your master?"

"Nevermind him!" Starscream snapped, "I am my own master." With that, the Seeker slammed his digits into the left side of Cliffjumper's chestplates. "Any last questions?" The Seeker growled.

Cliffjumper let out a weak groan and when Starscream pulled his claws out, the Autobot fell to the floor limp.

Starscream stepped back, "clean that up."

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Once the Decepticon warship flew away, a ground bridge opened. Firestorm, Bulkhead, Arcee, Bumblebee, Primrose and Ratchet jumped out, their weapons out. Optimus came out last, his blasters out.

"An untapped energon deposit," Optimus said. "What's left of it," Bulkhead said.

"The first Decepticon activity we've seen in three years," Ratchet said. "That we know of," Firestorm huffed.

"If the Decepticons are scouting for energon, they may be preparing for his return," Optimus said gravely.

Primrose, Arcee and Bumblebee bounded down the wall of the ditch and to the bottom. Primrose looked around before she froze as she saw something.

Arcee followed her gaze and widened her optics. It was Cliffjumper's horn. She scooped it up into her servos, "no." Optimus walked up beside her before he looked to Ratchet, "Ratchet, can you track his position?"

Ratchet opened a mineature computer in his wrists. "No... Cliffjumper's signal... just went offline," he said gravely. Firestorm widened his optics.

"No," Primrose whimpered, "no." Arcee wrapped her arms around the young Prime, feeling despair in her spark.

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Starscream stood in the command center. A slender Decepticon Seeker with black and purple colors and a visor silently walked up to the other Seeker.

"Soundwave," Starscream said, "what is it?" "Like Jasper Nevada's a party? We're alone wherever we travel on this rock, Cliff," Soundwave recorded the conversation between Arcee and Cliffjumper before the red Autobot's death.

"Ah, the one called Arcee," Starscream said with a smirk, "why slay one Autobot when we still have the advantage of surprise?"

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"We must not allow our anger over the loss of Cliffjumper to impair our judgement," Optimus said as he and his teammates stood on the roof of the silo, "as of today, only we seven Autobots remain on this Earth. We owe it to ourselves, to the memory of Cybertron, to any Autobots in any galaxy seeking safe harbor, to humankind."

Primrose knelt down and placed a rose next to Cliffjumper's horn. "And we owe it to the memory of our fallen comrade to survive," Optimus said and he looked to Arcee, "Arcee."

"If Cliff's gone, standing around here sulking won't bring him back. So unless anyone minds, think I'll get back to protecting humankind," Arcee said bitterly as she walked away before she transformed into her vehicle form and drove away.

"Optimus, helping humans will only result in more tragedy," Ratchet said. "Your opinion is noted," Optimus said with a nod.

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In the busy part of Jasper, Nevada, a sixteen year old boy was working at a local fast food restaurant called KO Drive-In.

He had raven black hair and deep blue eyes. "Welcome to KO Drive-In where every patty's a knockout," the boy said in a bored tone, "may I take your order?"

"Uh, two super combos, extra fries," the customer said. "Okay, dos numeros twos," the boy said as he prepared the order, "anything else?"

"Yeah," the customer said, "some advice. How do I get an awesome job like yours?" Then the sixteen year old boy heard laughter in the background and his eyes narrowed.

"So that's two we're-not-as-funny-as-we-think-we-are combos with a side of bite me," Jack sniped.

The customer laughed before he realized what Jack had said, "what you say?"

"5.59, sir," Jack said, "at the window." When he said that, he turned away as the customer drove up, grabbed the bags and drove off, laughing.

"H-hey! You have to pay for that!" Jack said. However the customer didn't get far as a fourteen year old girl stood in the way. She had midnight black hair, light brown eyes and she didn't look happy.

"I suggest you pay my friend- even though I don't do violence, would you rather have your precious car vandalized?" The girl asked with a smirk.

The customer quickly backed his car up and paid Jack before he drove away. Jack gave the girl a thankful look, "thanks Paige."

"No problem Jack," Paige said with a soft smile, "you coming outside yet?"

Jack laughed softly and he nodded.

Arcee drove down the road, almost getting lost in her thoughts. She hadn't meant to leave her teammates behind.

Cliffjumper's death was really hard on her. First it was Tailgate, now it was Cliffjumper. Something caught her attention and she shifted her side mirror and saw two Vehicons driving after her.

"Twins," she said to herself before she sped up and drove over to the restaurant. She drove into a spot and watched as the two Vehicons drove past.

"Take five Sadie," she said once the hologram of the motorcyclist disappeared and she turned off her engine.

After a few moments, Jack walked out of the restaurant and his phone started to ring. He took it out of his back pocket and answered it. "Hi Mom," he said, "I just got off. No, I'm not going to the dance. Experience says I should never cut a rug; unless it's stolen carpet."

Paige smiled at Jack as she walked up beside him. She saw the motorcycle and went over to it.

"Be careful? Seriously? This is Jasper," Jack said with an amused smile. He paused in mid-step when he saw the motorcycle. "I love you," he said dreamily before he realized he was still on the phone, "uh, yeah, Mom. Love you too. Gotta run." He hung up and he hurried over to the motorcycle.

"Hello, beautiful," he said, "where have you been all my life?" Paige chuckled slightly as she looked the motorcycle over curiously. She squatted down in front of the motorcycle and gazed at it's headlights.

Something felt strange about this motorcycle. She didn't know what it was but she could almost feel it's presence surrounding hers. She could feel it's emotions.

She looked up at Jack as the sixteen year old mounted the motorcycle. "It may take a few KO paychecks but I am gonna own a ride like you someday," he said.

"Are you talking to your motorcycle?" He and Paige looked to see two girls laughing.

"U-uh, to my motorcycle? N-no," Jack stuttered, "but- to you, I am." He pressed his palm to his forehead in embarrassment, 'lame.'

"Smooth Darby. Smooth," Paige said with a slight smirk, earning a light glare from Jack. "So how's things, Sierra?" He asked the girl, "take you for a spin sometime?"

"C'mon, smooth operator," Arcee whispered as she kept her side mirror on the two arriving Vehicons, "wrap it up." Paige looked at Arcee for a moment before she sat behind Jack and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You know my name?" Sierra asked. "We're in home room together," Jack said, "I'm Jack. Jack Darby." Lights shone in the teenagers' direction.

"Scrap," Arcee hissed. The two Decepticons drove towards the group. Sierra and her friend ran away. Arcee started her engine and drove towards the Vehicons. Jack shouted in fear. Paige shut her eyes tightly in fear and shock as Arcee sped past the Vehicons and she drove out onto the road.

"Do not let go," Arcee said to Jack and Paige. "Who said that!?" Jack shouted, freaked out.

"Commander Starscream, target sighted, acocmpan by two human youths," one of the troops said. "Destroy them all!" Starscream ordered.

When Arcee had Jack and Paige safe in an alleyway, she finally stopped and let the two off. "What are you?" Jack asked, stepping back.

"I don't exist," Arcee hissed, "tell anyone about me and I will hunt you down."

Paige widened her eyes slightly before she ran away with Jack quickly following. Arcee drove out of the alleyway and the Vehicons drove after her.

One of them turned down the alleyway. "Scrap!" Arcee said. In the process, she jumped over the oncoming vehicon before turning the corner. In the alley, Jack and Paige were running. Jack grabbed Paige's hand so she could keep up.

"We don't even know her!" Jack shouted at the Decepticon that was chasing them. "What do you want with us!?" Paige shouted.

Arcee drove past the Decepticon and up beside Jack and Paige, "hop on!" Once the two did just that, Arcee sped ahead of the two Vehicons.

Once Arcee was on a highway, the Decepticons followed in pursuit and started to shoot at the Autobot femme.

"Why are those guys shooting at us!?" Jack asked nervously. "There's no us, kid," Arcee said firmly, "and there are no guys."

Bumblebee joined them on the highway and rammed into the Decepticons. After skidding around the highway a little bit, Bumblebee regained control and immediately went to follow Arcee.

"Friend of yours?" Paige asked curiously. "Family," Arcee corrected.

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Under the bridge in Jasper, Nevada, a young boy was racing a toy car around by himself. As he had fun with his remote control car, his phone rang, which he immediately answered.

"Hey Mama," he said, "racing right up the street. Okay. Just five more minutes?" He hung up and started to drive his toy car around.

Arcee drove over the bridge and landed a few yards away from Raf who dropped his remote in surprise. "Whoa," he said.

"You have no idea," Jack sighed. Raf walked over to Jack and Paige. Paige got off of Arcee's vehicle form and let out a breath of relief.

The sound of revving engine caught the kids' attention as the two Decepticons drove over to them. Paige widened her eyes slightly and she pulled Raf close protectively.

Arcee transformed into her bipedal form. Jack, Paige and Raf hurried to the side.

"This ends here, Cons," Arcee said and she charged at the two Vehicons. That's when the fight started.

"Wh-what are they?" Raf asked. "Talking cars that turn into robots," Jack said, "or the other way around."

Arcee punched one of the Vehicons multiple times, "this. Is. For. Cliff!" Her punches didn't seem to phase the Vehicon as he looked at her.

She stepped back before she started to dodge the Vehicon's blaster shots by doing backflips. There was one she couldn't dodge as one of the shots hit her right in the abdomen, sending her skidding back across the ground.

The Vehicons walked towards her only to stop when Bumblebee jumped down and attacked the two. He punched the closest Vehicon next to him before he kicked the other away. He walked forward until there was a loud crunch under his pede, causing him to pause in surprise. Looking down, he lifted his pede and saw Raf's crushed toy car.

"Sorry about that," he said, looking to the kids. "No problem. Really," Raf said.

Suddenly Bumblebee was shot, the force of the shot sending him flying back and landing on the ground. He pushed himself up only for one of the Vehicons to slam their pede on the back of his helm. The scout turned towards them and they aimed their blasters at him.

"No!" Paige shouted. "Leave him alone!" Raf shouted angrily. Bumblebee and the vehicons turned towards them.

"Please?" Raf squeaked. "Bad call," Jack said. One of the Vehicons walked towards the three. "Go! Go!" Paige exclaimed and she quickly ushered Raf to run ahead with her and Jack quickly following.

The three climbed into a storm drain and continued to run as the Vehicon reached towards them. Suddenly the Vehicon was pulled away from the storm drain. Bumblebee peeked into the storm drain. "You kids alright?" "Thank you," Paige and Raf said in unison.

"No problem," the scout said before he quickly left to help Arcee.

"Don't look back," Jack said. "What did we just see?" Raf asked. "No idea and I'm not sure I wanna find out," Jack said.

The fight between the Decepticons, Bumblebee and Arcee continued. One of the Vehicons punched Bumblebee hard, sending him flying back next to Arcee who quickly knelt down to help the scout.

The Decepticons walked towards the two Autobots only to stop when a green Lamborghini LM002 drove towards Arcee and Bumblebee. He transformed into his bipedal form, standing beside his comrades, "who's ready to rumble?"

The Vehicons looked at each other before they transformed into their vehicle forms and drove away.

Bumblebee bent forward, placing his servos on his knees in exhaustion. Arcee looked to Bulkhead, "what took you?"

"Traffic," Bulkhead said with a shrug.

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At the base, Arcee was explaining the events to Optimus. "And the Cons would've been scrap metal if I wasn't distracted by the human," she said.

"Human?" The Prime repeated. "Two boys and one girl," Bumblebee said.

"I guess the other one caught us in action? I don't know. Was a little busy at the time," Arcee said, crossing her arms over her chestplates.

"If the Decepticons are targeting us, anyone perceived as our ally will be at great risk," Optimus said. "Well this will be interesting," Firestorm said, leaning against the wall.

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At the school, Jack walked down the stairs and he looked towards Raf and Paige who waved at him. Jack hurried over to the two, "guys, hey. Look, let's just forget this ever happened okay? Keep this between us?"

"I honestly doubt that'll happen," Paige said and a honk caught her and Raf's attention. "Jack," Raf said happily.

"Oh not again," Jack groaned as Bumblebee drove up beside them and opened his door.

"You two, get inside," he said. "It wants us to get in," Jack said.

"No. Just me and Paige," Raf said. "How do you know that?" Jack asked, surprised.

"He said so," Paige said. "What!?" Jack gasped. "Yours is over there," Raf said, gesturing to Arcee who was parked on the other side of the street.

"Yeah, I really don't think-" "How's it going?" Raf asked as he and Paige climbed into Bumblebee's venicle form.

"Wh-hey! Stop!" Jack protested but Bumblebee was already driving down the road. The sixteen year old boy frowned before he sent a glare towards Arcee and walked away.

A fifteen year old girl sat on the stair, drawing a sketch of Arcee. "Coolest bike ever," she said. Her phone rang and she picked it up. "Host parents? Ignore," she said with a huff as she closed her phone and continued her drawing.

When she looked up, Arcee was gone. She groaned in disappointment before she saw the motorcycle drive down the road. She quickly got up and ran to follow it.

In an alleyway, Arcee drove up and stopped in front of Jack. "Relax. I just want to talk to you," she said.

"Don't you mean you and your new friend?" Jack asked. "Kid, there's a lot you don't understand," Arcee said, making Sadie disappear.

"I get it, I get it," Jack said quickly, stepping back, "the first rule about robot fight club is you don't talk about robot fight club." He turned and started walking away and much to his dismay, Arcee began to follow him.

"What you need to understand is that I don't want any crazy, talking robots following me around trying to get me killed!" Jack snapped. Arcee transformed into her bipedal form, kneeling down, "look. Jack, is it? Your personal safety is exactly why Optimus Prime requested your presence."

"O-Optimus who?" Jack asked, confused. "You may be in danger because you are one of the few- one of the only who have ever seen us," Arcee said.

"Dude, what're you waiting for?" They both looked to see Miko standing next to the corner, looking excited. "Go with!" She said.

"Scrap," Arcee sighed.

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Arcee and Bumblebee drove down the road. Miko was cheering loudly in Jack's ear, much to his and Arcee's annoyance.

"And why exactly are we bringing her?" Jack asked. "Rules," Arcee said. The two Autobots drove down the road and sped past the stop sign.

"Whoa!" Jack yelled in surprise and fear. A rock slab slid down and the two Autobots drove into the base. They drove down a tunnel and into a large room.

"Whoa," Jack and Miko gasped. "Cool," Raf said. "Amazing," Paige said.

Bumblebee stopped and Raf and Paige stepped out of his vehicle form, allowing him to transform. "I thought there were three," Ratchet said.

"Haven't you heard? Humans multiply," Arcee said sarcastically. Paige looked at Arcee then at Firestorm and Primrose.

"I'm Raf," Raf said to Miko. "I'm Miko," she said as she ran up to Bulkhead, "who're you?"

"Bulkhead," Bulkhead said nervously. "Are you a car? I bet you're a truck- a monster truck! Do you like heavy metal? How much do you weigh? Ever use a wrecking ball as a punching bag?" Miko asked eagerly.

Primrose chuckled softly. "So if you guys aren't robots, who made you?" Raf asked. Ratchet scoffed, "puh-lease."

Paige couldn't help but frown and she tensed up when there were heavy, rumbling footsteps. She turned to see Optimus Prime walking over to them.

"We are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron. Also known as Autobots," he said. "Why are you here?" Jack asked.

"To protect your planet from the Decepticons," Primrose said as she walked up beside Optimus.

"The jokers who tried to bump us off last night," Arcee clarified. "Okay... why are they here?" Jack asked.

Optimus knelt down so he could be a comforting sight to the humans, "a fair question, Jack. In part, they are here because our planet is uninhabitable; ravaged by centuries of civil war."

"Why were you fighting a war?" Raf asked. "Foremost, over the control of their world's supply of Energon, the lifeblood of all Autobots and Decepticons alike. The combat was fierce and endured for centuries," Optimus said, "In the begining I fought alongside one who I considered a brother. But in war, ideals can be corrupted. And it was thus that Megatron lost his way."

"Is there gonna be a quiz?" Miko sighed and she grunted as Paige lightly elbowed her in the arm.

"So what does Megatron or any of this have to do with us?" Jack asked.

"Megatron has not been seen or heard from in some time," Optimus said, "but if his return is imminent, as I fear, it could be catastrophic."

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"Those transmissions are aminating from deep space. I would hate to waste the Energon," Starscream sighed, "unless you are absolutely certain." Soundwave nodded his helm in confirmation. Echo looked at her brother then at Starscream.

"Then lock on transmission coordinates and activate the space bridge," Starscream said.

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In the darkness of deep space, a space bridge opened up. In mere seconds, a silver and purple jet flew out of the space bridge and transformed into his bipedal form.

"DECEPTICONS! I have returned," Megatron said with a triumphant grin.

#fanfiction #transformers prime #self insert #my ocs #the girl among the gods

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

47 dwayne

I hope you like this 💕 I went with a female reader, but if you want any other gender, just tell me :)

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It was your first night on the boardwalk, and your best friend has somehow convinced you to get not only dressed up, but to also wear heels. How you regretted that decision now. The planks on the boardwalk made it difficult to walk on them, the wood wasn't that straight and since you weren't used to walking on heels... Your friend had kept you from falling over twice now.

"I'll go and get some food, just look around some shops and have some fun!"

She'd run off - how the hell could she run on heels? It was some damn superpower. You couldn't help but smile at that thought, and decided to follow up on her advice. There were some cute jewellery stores, and maybe you could find a new set of piercings.

When walking to the store that stood out to you most- it had a bit of an old-fashioned look, with definitely some witchy vibes. It seemed like a store with unique pieces, so it was a good place to start. You didn't pay much attention to what was around you. When walking on heels you just had to think 'walk straight, you can walk in them' and you could, right? Anyways, that's what you believed. Most of the time it worked, unless the sidewalk decided to work against you, as it did now. There was a hole in the wooden planks. You saw it just in time, and stepped a side to prevent yourself form getting stuck. By doing so you stepped on a stone, that shoved away. You tried to keep your balance, stumbling forward, when you came to a sudden stop, lying face down in front of a motorcycle. You could feel the side of your face sting, making you realise you must have fallen against it.

"Shit," you mumbled, trying to get up. As far as you could see the bike wasn't damaged, nor were you, but still.

"Shit indeed," someone was standing over you. He didn't look all to happy, which made you realise that maybe you actually did damage the bike.

"I eh- I'm so sorry, Im usually not this clumsy... Did- oh God, did I damage your bike?"

The guy was quiet, looking at you as if he was figuring you out. "No, you didn't," he said after a moment. "Are you alright?"

"I- I think so," you smiled shyly when he offered you his hand to help you up.

"So, where we're you heading to that got you so distracted?"

"That store -" you looked around, frowning when the store you'd been going to was nowhere to be seen. "I- I think I must have gone the wrong way. I thought there was an bit of an old fashioned jewellery store close by."

"I know which one you're talking about," he smiled, "It's not to far from here. I'm Dwayne by the way."

You introduced yourself, following him. You still didn't walk to steadily in your heels. "Not your choice to wear them?"

"What- oh," you chuckled, "my friend convinced me to get dressed up and all, since it's my first time here. She said I might have some luck tonight."

"Well she wasn't wrong. You look good."

"You're not to bad yourself either," you smiled, as he opened the door to the store.

"Here we are," he was about to leave you again when you stopped him.

"I wanted to grab some dinner after this. You can come along if you want?"

Dwayne chuckled. "Isn't it usually the other way around? That the boy asks the girl?"

"Not since women decided not to care about those formalities," you grinned, glad to see he was smiling.

"Alright, I go with you."

"Awesome," you smiled, silently wondering if you may have been a bit to forward. On the other hand, he'd said yes, so maybe it hadn't been all that bad.

#dwayne #dwayne x reader #x reader #lost boys #the lost boys #vampire #long post #longpost

[creative-nightmares-37]

How to become punk

This is  4000+ words so it's a very long shot, and i made this a longgggg time ago but I hope you like it, at the bottom ill post his transformation!

"I don't understand it!" I sighed to myself angrily as I watched Patton blush.

     What's so great about Virgil?! I mean I could be like that!

     "Anyways Patton, I gotta go." Virgil says giving him a two fingered salute as he turned his back and walked away.

     "Oh my goodness Logan did you see him?!" Patton exclaimed. "I can see it now, we're going to own four dogs, and our house it gonna be mag-" He starts as I interrupt him.

     "I wouldn't look to far into the future Patton, your not even sure if you two at compatible ." I state feeling my heart break slightly.

     "Plus he's no good for you, he's got a bad reputation in the school, and previous schools."

     "Maybe that's why I like him..." Patton mutters to himself as he stares lovingly in the direction Virgil walked in.

      Patton, the school most innocent kid, has fallen for the 2nd most bad boy in ringwell high.

     And his best friend has to watch.

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     "His hair is soooo purple now, it's a great color on him!" Patton smiles growing red in the face.

     "You know if you like him so much why don't you talk to him." I suggest putting on a fake smile.

      "But I couldn't!" Patton starts.

      "Yes you can, you've been swooning over him for the past two months." I say rolling my eyes.

     "Will you come with me then? I need a wingman." He pleas

     "If it will make you happy." I say knowing he doesn't know the double meaning to that statement.

     "Awe thank you Lo!!" He says as I lead the way to Virgil.

     "Hey teach, hey pat." Virgil states leaning back against the wall.

     "Hey Virgil!" Patton smiles, as they quickly start to talk.

      Soon I see a tall figure, covered with tattoos, hair in a Fo-hawk. Wearing a jean jacket with the arms ripped off combat boots and ripped jeans. Devan, the reason why Virgil is the 2nd biggest bad boy of the school.

     "Hey Virgil." He says voice deep. "who's this?" He asks raising a brow at Patton, and I can see his heart skip a beat,

     "I'm p-Patton." He states flustered

     "And I'm Logan." I state as Devan nods his head.

     "Well do you want to ditch next period. Virgil?" He asks as Virgil nods.

     "Sure thing Dee."

     "I'm going to get a new tattoo, I'm thinking snake scales right here." I says turning his head and pointing at his neck.

     "That's sweet! I think imma get a thunderstorm, or something" Virgil states as he licks his snake bites on his lips.

     "Well I'll see you two around." Devan says giving a wink to Patton and I can see his breathing quicken.

     "Sure thing." He blushes as the other two walk away.

     "He was sooooo hot! I would let him fu-"

     "Don't finish that sentence" I sigh trying not to sound sad as I fix my glasses.

     So Patton as a thing for bad boys huh, well I guess that is do able.

     "He Logan, I'm gonna be gone next week, my cousin is getting married!" Patton smiles as my heart explodes.

     "That's fine, I'll pick you up when your back." I state as he nods happily.

-

(Next week)

     "Virgil I need your help." I state as he glances up at me.

     "With????"

     "I need to be more like you, Patton has a thing for bad boys and-" I start but get interrupted

     "You have a thing for him, and trust me I can tell he likes bad boys." He laughs "but don't worry I got you covered." He states as relief washes over me.

     "But under one condition." Virgil states as my stomach sinks. "You need to help me with Mr. popular over there He states pointing over at Roman Prince.

     "Why that moron?" I think out loud as Virgil blushes.

     "I don't know, maybe it's because he's a moron, but you get him to at least befriend me, and I'll give you a free ride into Patton's heart". He states before mumbling "since h- a- does"

     "What did you say? Ya know nevermind, you have a deal." I say as Patton's smile flashes through my mind. "I bet I could do it within 30 minuets." I state confidently as Virgil stares at me strangely

     "If you can I'll even teach you how to build and ride a motorcycle." He laughs not believing I'm my capability's and Romans arrogance with his overwhelming lack of common sense.

     Oddly enough I'm pretty good friend with Roman, although it's safe to say I'm probably the Biggest nobody in the school, and he's the one who's got everyone around his finger, we make a pretty good team.

     I make my way over, as a smile grows on my face "oh Mr. Popular." I say in a goofy voice as he turns around with a smirk.

     "Oh great it's Einstein himself." He says putting on a face of disgust and I laugh. "What's up lo?" He asks.

     "Can I talk to you for a bit?" I ask as he nods his head and waved goodbye to his friends.

     "You good?" He asks In a soft voice as I nod.

     "I just got a few questions for ya that's all." I shrug "first what's your favorite color

     "Purple? Why?"

     "Do you like guys?" I ask

     "Wow big jump okay..."

"Oh shut it, i think i know the answer." I state slapping his arm as he chuckled under his breath.

"and uhh yeah I've been openly bi for a few months, I can't believe I didn't tell you." He laughs awkwardly.

     "What do you think of Virgil August?" I ask

     "I've never talked to him, he seems kinda Unapproachable." Thats what he says about everyone he likes, he uses it as an excuse, even tho he knows he cab talk to anyone.

     "Hmm, what about look wise." I ask knowing he won't catch on.

     He turns around full 180° and checks Virgil out in the least subtle way possible. "He's a cutie, I guess. But I adore his piercings."

     "Wanna meet him?" I say alittle surprise on how he hasn't even guessed why I'm asking all of theses questions revolving around the angsty bad boy.

     "Alright." He shrugs as we make our way over to the dark dressed teen.

     "Virgil this is Roman, Roman, Virgil." I state as he looks at me surprised.

     "Hey, your the receiver on the football team right?" Virgil asks as he doesn't know.

     "And your the kid who plays the guitar before and after school." Roman says giving his, what the girls call it 'heart stealing smile' and I can tell it worked on Mr. bad boy over here.

     "Uhh yeah." Virgil blushes. "I didn't think anyone heard that." He states bringing his hand to his neck and rubbing it nervously.

     "Your really good, Is love to hear you play sometime." Roman claims casually as Virgil shrugs

     "Roman! Come here!" I hear josh call as Roman holds up a finger telling him to wait.

     "Here." Roman says pulling a sharpie out of his letterman's jacket as he grabs Virgil's hand and taking off the lid.

     "Give me a call, maybe we could see a movie sometime." He smiles as he finishes writing his number and just as he leaves he turns around waves us goodbye and gives Virgil a wink.

     "Holy shit you did it. Holy fuck I have his number, holy damn he wants to take me to a movie." Virgil fangirls

     "Holy hell, can you say holy one more time?" I laugh as Virgil rolled his eyes.

     "Well, lets make Patton fall for you harder than I can fall down the highschool stairs."

I laugh as I remember Virgil staring at Mr. Royal pain, not paying attention to the snow covering the steps, as be sails down the stairs spraining his wrist as be almost manages to do a hand stand only to flip over the rail to the other half of the stairs. And somehow I was the only one who saw it.

-

"Alright Logan, now that you've built one, now you need to learn how to ride one." Virgil sighs as I look at my hands covered in oil and other substances.

     "Can I you know, wash up first?" I ask wiping my hair out of my face.

     " No you gotta learn now dammit." He states with a smile.

     "Uh alright." I state akwardly. "Ohhh you were using sarcasm weren't you?" I say as it clicks.

     "Yes, yes I was." He says shaking his head, but once you've learned how to ride, we will do something about this." I states pointing me up and down.

     "I'm thinking electric blue." He mumbles outloud.

     "You know if it makes patton, share similar, feelings I'll do it." I sigh

      "You do know you shouldn't have to change for him, he should like you for you." Virgil states uneasy.

     "That's the thing, no one is going to want to date a super computer with no style." I state.

     "Well, I'll do this for you, but I'm not going to have you do the permanent stuff, just in case you ever want to go back." He states as we make our way inside to get washed up.

     After an hour of relaxing I hear Virgil call my name.

      "Let's teach this nerd how to ride!" He laughs as I walk into the living room rolling my eyes, knowing full well he's just teasing.

     I follow him out side to see the motorcycle I built, and his.

     "So what have you driven?" He asks

     "A car and a Moped" I shrugged as he lets out a snicker

     "So you've driven a gay motorcycle?" He laughs." As I nod laughing with him. "Don't worry I've driven one too, but atleast you should be decent at riding this bad boy."

     "If you say so." I claim as I climb onto my bike."

     "So when riding your right hand is responsible for two crucial functions, acceleration and braking." He begins to explain "remember that a little twist on the throttle goes along way, you'll find that out when you find your ass on the pavement."

      "You have to be smooth when pressing the brakes, if not you can and will skid and cause an accident if you push the brake to quickly." He states moving over to the other side of the bike "but if you are going to use your rear break right here, you are going to have to multitask and use your foot, this is the most effective way of stopping." He explains while I make a mental note to use that one more often.

     "The clutch on the motorcycle is very similar to a car." He starts pointing at it. "You must brake slightly when switching gears, so your bike won't rattle. But finding neutralwitg your left foot will get some getting used to, make it a habit to clutch every time you switch." He stated as he grabs the clutch and puts it in neutral.

     "That about it, now go to first gear and ride."He states walking over to his bike.

     I take a deep breath in as I slowly let go of the break, hold down the clutch as I make it into first gear, and I start off down the dirt road.

     Slowly it becomes more natural, me using my left foot gets easier and I'm learning how to use the brakes without almost flipping the bike. After a few hours of riding around me and Virgil decide to call it a night.

     "You did good," he stays with surprise In his voice "better than my first go."

     "Thanks!" I smile at him as I walk inside and flop on the couch.

     "I say when we wake up in the morning, we go get some bleach and box dye, and mix up your wardrobe alright." He says throwing me a few blankets and pillows.

     "Thanks Virgil, really."

     "Anytime, plus you got me a date with Mr. Roman Prince so I might as well." He laughs slightly, " if ya need anything holler, I'm probably gonna be awake till, three."

     "Alright But you should sleep more, really." I state

     "Oh god your beginning to sound like my mother." He scoffs lightheartedly as he walks into his room.

     I pull out my phone to see a text from Patton,

Hey lo, my flight will be here at 10:30am on Thursday, I know your going to be at school. But I'm hoping you can still pick me up

Yeah that should be fine, and you know how you were telling I should change up my style?

Yeah! Omg did you do it,? What are you going for?! I think you would look fantastic with a piercing or two!! Or like a jean jacket!!

You'll see, let's just say I've picked up a few tips from our neighborhood edge lord.

Omg I'm so exited, I can already imagine what your going to look like!!

Yeah anyways I'm gonna head to bed I'll see you in a few days, goodnight Patton.

Goodnight lo, I have something ive wanted to tell you, but since your suprising me, I can wait.❤️

Strange he normally doesn't send hearts to me. I think as I feel my heat rate increasing. he's probably is just excited to see me all 'punked up' I think to myself as I plug in my phone and allow myself to fall into a peaceful sleep

-

     I wake up at a semi reasonable time, later than I normally sleep.

      I sit up and rub the sleep out of my eyes before realizing that I slept in my clothes from before.

     I stand up, and make my way into the kitchen to see a note.

I'm guessing you wake up early so if you so eat what ever, I'll be up around one, if you want you can continue practicing riding

-V

10 isn't early. I think to myself shrugging as I open the fridge and decide to make myself some egg toast. I'll make Virgil some before he wakes up.

     After about 15 minutes it's done yet food isn't really on my mind. All I can think about is patton. His smile, his laugh, his very sexual innuendos that are actually funny, how he's been by my side since day one. I love it how his curly hair springs back up when he pulls on them. The freckles that line his glasses, his dimples. He bright emerald eyes. He, in my eyes is the definition of perfect. But I'm worried he won't like me, even after I change for him, after all I'm just... me

     My hair is a taupe brown, messily combed back, so strands naturally fall in my face. Brown eyes, they sometimes look gold but they aren't anything impressive. I'm tall, lanky, boring. My smile doesn't light up a room. My laugh isn't the best. Patton is everything I'm not, so why am I trying so hard to 'win him over?'

     I sigh as I push my plate to the side, I know I'm in too deep, plus Patton already knows that my look is going to change so I might as well.

     I sit in the same spot at the breakfast bar, pondering, the 'What ifs' and all the possible endings if we got together, having some be a magical fantasy others, heart breaking friendship ruining endings . Apparently I was sitting here for a long time since Virgil stumbled into the room pulling out the milk from the fridge.

     "Logan I can feel your doubt in my sleep, what's up?" He asks with purple hair flying every which way.

      "I don't know, I feel like even after I change, Patton's still not gonna like me." I explain as Virgil laughs slightly

     "Are you Fucking me right now? Patton only ever talks about you!" He exclaims. "He May not know it but I can see that he is head over heals, believe it or not Patton is always happier when your around. He blushed when he retells the adventures you've been on, like I said were not doing anything to permanent, just making you pop, so everything clicks for him." Virgil says trying to lighten my mood.

     "But how do you know, all we know is he loves me platonically, Patton likes bad boys, and guess what I'm not." I huff as Virgil rolls his eyes as the doorbell rings.

      " Uhh I'll be right back, but this conversation is not over." Virgil states as he stands up and swings open the door to see Roman standing confidently, hair styled to his perfection, while Virgil is standing embarrassed, hair like a train wreck, purple pajama bottoms with storm clouds, and shirt less.

     "Uhh her Roman!" I hear Virgil squeak out "I didn't know you were coming."

     "Well I wanted to surprise you!" Roman laughs as Virgil pats down his bed head. "Trust me you look great." Roman complements as Virgil opens the door letting the taller In

     "Hey lo! What's up?" Roman asks as he slides into the chair next to mine.

     "The ceiling." I shrug. As he give me a small smile and shakes his head.

      "You ready for your hair transformation?" He asks giving me wiggly eyebrows, like the goofball he is.

     "Actually, I am."

     "Great! Cause I already got the dye!" Virgil says shaking two boxes, one is bleach the other a bright blue dye box.

     "I thought we were getting those today?" I ask aloud

      "Yeah but i was bored last night, sooo." He laughs while he stands on the other side of the breakfast bar.

     "When did you go out?" Roman asks.

     "4:30 I think maybe 5ish" He states already mixing the bleach.

     "Good god! No wonder why you sleep in so late." I claim surprised.

     "Yeah, yeah, I've heard it allllll before. Now come over hear and imma make your hair look hotter the Dee's. I glance over at Roman and I see a look of jealousy that's covered with a smile.

-

     "Is it supposed to feel it itchy?" I yell going into the shower for the second time.

     "Yes!" I hear the two yell

     "Just like last time!" Roman adds as I watch the blue run down the white tile

     "It looks like I killed a smurf!" I yell and I hear laughing.

      After the color fades in the water I hop out and get dressed.

     "Holy fuck" roman states with a giddy smile.

     "Your hair took the dye so well!" Virgil complements, well I think it's a complement. "Now let me style it!" Virgil says as I sit in the familiar chair, that I've been sitting in for 2 and a half hours.

     After fifteen minutes I hear the blow dryer get turned off and the combing stops.

     "Well go see your luxurious hair." Virgil's says pointing at a mirror and I'm met with the brightest blue hair I've ever seen.

     "Wow..." I say running my hands through my fingers speechless.

     "Now how do you feel about contacts?" I hear Roman ask.

      "I have some, but I normally don't use em." I explain as Roman pulls some out of his letterman jacket.

     "I stole theses from your house last night." He shrugs handing them to me and I take them rolling my eyes.

"You mean my landlord let you in?" I state raising an eyebrow as Roman nods and laughs with a cheesy smile.

     I get up close and personal to the mirror in front of me, and put them in with ease, while I can feel Virgil cringing.

     I blink a few times as it shifts into place. I look over at the two smiling like idiots.

     "Hey Virgil?" I start. "Do you know how to do any piercings?" I ask as he cocks a brow, smiles.

     "Yeah, I can do snake bites, ear piercings, tongue and eyebrows." He states,

     "I want all, except the tongue one." I state. If I'm being completely honest I've always wanted piercings but I've never had the means or courage to get them.

     "You sure? I mean they are a pain to clean." He states making sure this is what I really want.

     "Yeah." I state confidently as he leaves, and returns with a box."

     "I'm starting with your ears." He starts. "They are the easiest to do." He claims as he pulls out a lighter and a needle.

      "Roman go into the kitchen and find me a potato." He states as Roman stands up and leaves and Virgil starts lighting the needle.

     "Roman what's taking you so long?!" Virgil yells? After at least five minutes of waiting.

     "I'm coming! Calm you horses." He Roman sighs dramatically as he tosses Virgil the potato. And before I know it my ears and my lip is pierced twice.

     "Your right! This didn't hurt at all!" I say surprised as Virgil nods concentrating intensely as I feel his hands pinch my left eyebrow.

     " be still." He grunts as he gets a bigger needle with a piercing connected to the end."

     I feel the needle go in and this time it's painful.

     "Fuck." I mutter, as Virgil freezes in fear

     "Your lucky." Virgil states as he starts to clean up his gear.

     "Why?"

     "I normally don't do eyebrow piercings because there's a vein near there where it could permanently paralyze you, unless your lucky." He says

     "And your only now telling him?!" Romans gasps and I nod along.

     "Trust me, I know my Shit, I'm trying to be a professional."

     "But your not." I state as he gives me a playful glare.

     "Alright nerd, well I guess i cant call you that anymore, anyways lets go shopping."

     "I love shopping!" Roman smiles happily as we all head out the door

-

We come back with bags upon bags of  grungy/ punk outfits that I personally like, and will make me look 'cooler'

     "Well that's been enough shopping for me, my children and my grandchildren." Virgil says flopping on the couch.

     "Are you serious?" Roman gasps. "It was only 2 and a half hours!" He says

     "Well how long do you normally shop, Mr. Flamboyant over there?" He asks lifting his head from the cushion, just to let it fall back down.

     "I normally go out, and wander around all day, then go home with all my Goods." He states holding his few bags.

     "I'm so happy I'm not you" Virgil stare muffled as I get a call by the one and only Patton.

      "Hey Patton? What's up?" I ask and I hear a weak voice respond

     "Um, are you alone right now?"

     "Uhh." I state walking into Virgil room and locking it behind me. "I am now, what's wrong."

     "So uh, my cousin slipped up that I liked guys at her wedding, and my parents didn't take it well." He states voice cracking.

     "I'm so sorry Patton." I sympathize as my heart breaks for him.

      "It's alright." He sniffs. "But they made me come home early, and I know it's all of a sudden but I need a place to stay, and a ride, and I know that you just got your own place and I don't want to intrude but I-"

     "You can stay with me Patton. Where are you right now?" I say understandingly.

    "I'm out side the airport."

     I'll be right there, luckily for you, I just finished shopping so you can see my new style." I say trying to lighten the conversation.

     "I can't wait." He says and I can hear the soft smile on his face.

     "See I'm a few." I state.

     "Thank you so much Logan, really, and I've been thinking a lot, and I've decided that I got something important to tell you once your here."

     "I can't wait." I say just as he did to me as he hangs up and I open the door to clothes thrown at me."

     "Go to your lover!" Roman squeals as I stare at him and shut the door.

     "I get dressed in a long green shirt with a flower print on it, black skinny jeans and boots as quickly as possible, and I freeze at the door.

"Do you think i can drive all the way to the airport?!" I panic.

" Of course you can! Your a natural, just go on the back roads." He states worring a little since we didnt practice much.

     I soon arrive to the air port where I see Patton with a back pack and I pull up beside him.

     "Hey patton." I smile as I see his jaw drop slightly.

     "Holy fuck." He whispers but quickly turns pink.

     I open my arms as he clings on to me.

"What was the thing you were going to tell me?"

     "I Uhh... I've thought... um." He starts as he pulls away.

     "So, I was talking to Virgil and he made me realize that Ireallyreallylikeyou! Butnowyoulooksogreat! Andidontknowwhattodowithmyself!" He says quickly as my heart speeds up.

     And I do something the nerd I was would have never done. I grab his face and kiss him, and he quickly melts into the kiss. And we break apart smiling.

     "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." I gasp as Patton blushes.

     "I liked your nerdy style, but I love this one." He states.

     "That's why I did it."

     I watch as his eyes grow wide as he runs his fingers through my hair. "Logan! You shouldn't have changed for me! I was going to ask you out anyway."

     "But I like the style too, so don't worry about that." I reassure him and he stares skeptically.

     "If you say so." He states as I take off his back pack and put it beneath the seat the I get onto my bike.

     "You coming?" I ask as he nods happily and climbs on the back seat, his arms snaking around my waist and as I begin to ride I feel his head lean against my back and I can truly say that this is the happiest I've ever been.

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Lack OF Context

I never honestly prayed before, but I always had this small belief that someone existed up there, someone who controlled us or at least could control us; that thought lead me to have my first conversation with GOD. I mean I did all the talking, I wouldn't know if he responded.

Anirudh texted me after a week. I'm surprised how he texts me even after I repeatedly ignore him. I mean.....I love him, I want to talk to him, I want to meet him, and I probably can but I choose not to because 12th grade is really crucial to get into med school and I can't afforde to get used to him right now (also if my parents get to know about him I'm dead). I reply to him occasionally ,though, and that makes me happy.

Me: “Dad! Hurry up”

Dad: “ I'm almost done Tanvi...get the keys from mom”

Me: “Can you please teach the concept of punctuality to your husband mom.....he gets me late for my classes every day”

Dad: “Go by yourself no ”

Me: “I would dad if you allowed me to take ubers”

Dad: “well you have a bicycle”

Mom: “ argument over! (throws the keys to dad) now leave”

Once we sat in the car the argument started off from exactly where it ended

Dad: “ Tanvi! What about the bicycle?”

Me: “ Dad! How in the world do you lose your common sense sometimes? I'll sweat my lungs out if I bicycle 8 kilometres every day.

Dad: Well, you'll sweat my pockets out if you do an uber everyday

Me: I wonder how you'll pay for my med school though

Dad: I earn enough honey, and your mom does too.

Me: got you!!! My logic wins

Dad: shit!! No one's logic wins it's an argument with no winner.

Me: come on dad I'm the clear winner

Dad: I'll agree to disagree

Me: yeah sure!!

We were laughing around when all of a sudden I noticed a tiny kid randomly standing on the road and screamed; dad pressed the brake and turned the steering which made the car turn 360 degrees and crash into a light pole. The kid just ran away, but if I ever see that kid again I'm really going to run a car over him (I won't though). I was fine but my dad's head hit the steering wheel and was bleeding ( I should have reminded him to wear his seat belt.....well he should have reminded himself to wear his seat belt); he was half unconscious and was blabbering some shit. As I was unbuckling my seat belt, a guy on a motorcycle pulled up at my dad's side of the car and said “Is everything alright sir?” My dad continued to blabber unclearly. The guy interrupted me and said “ Glad to know sir... I am Seerat Kherwal, I am 31 years old, I work at Toogle as an assistant manager and my salary is ₹400,000 per month” At that point, I really didn't understand what the hell was happening and took time to process it. He continued “My family and friends consider me to be a very kind man I'm here to ask you if I could marry your daughter” I couldn't believe the randomness of the situation, but then processed it immediately and shouted at the guy “ Man what the fuck is wrong with you? Firstly the man's head is bleeding.what the hell are you doing instead of taking him to the freaking hospital? and secondly, I'm just 17” I wasn't even able to process what I was speaking. The guy spoke again “I'm sorry my love, can you help me get your father to the back seat?”

I got down and went to help him. “Don't call me ‛love’ please” he replied “Sure darling” I just decided to stay quiet this time. I helped him shift dad to the back seat. I took my handkerchief out and tied it to my dad's head. Seerat parked his motorcycle on the footpath, got into the driver's seat and I sat beside him. He started to drive the half broken car.

I've always kinda been into older men but that's more of a sexual thing and less of a romantic thing; even taking that into consideration this conversation was creepy....... from his side at least.

Seerat: ‛don't worry babe! Chandigarh is a small city the hospital won't be too far’

Me:‛ I'm really thankful for the help sir, but please call me Tanvi instead of babe or darling or love!! uh uh right right right right!!’

Seerat: ‛(immediately changed the direction of the steering and smiled with embarrassment) ’

Me:‛ you just spoke as if you know Chandigarh so well!! What happened huh?’

Dad: ‛ (in a very low voice) Tanvi tell mom that I loved her’

Me: ‛what the hell dad! You're not dying....we'll get you to the hospital asap....calm down’

Dad: (blabbered some shit)

Seerat: ‛do you think he'll say yes for the marriage Tanvi?’

Me: ‛ Shut the fuck up, please!! ’

After a few more extremely uncomfortable conversations (for me at least) with seerat and a little more random blabbering by my dad, we reached outside the emergency.

I told him to look after dad while I got some help. I brought a nurse with a wheelchair. Seerat gave me the car keys. “Thank you so much, sir.” He moved his cheek towards me and said “don't forget the bye-bye kiss Tanvi.” I think my brain wasn't working properly at that moment; instead of slapping his face I unwillingly kissed his cheek. Once I brought my face back to myself, the nurse was standing in place of Seerat and we were inside the hospital; the nurse was blushing as if Shawn Mendes just kissed her. I really didn't know if I forgot walking into the hospital or if we actually magically appeared there. I could have literally seen flying German Shepherd that day..... it wouldn't surprise me. My dad was completely unconscious and was being rushed in. Once we were inside, the doctor checked him and said “There's nothing to worry about... We'll have to give him a small dose of anesthesia and a few stitches.” They told me to wait in the corridor; I felt relieved. After I waited out for a few minutes, all the clocks in the emergency section started to make the weird hen noise, and the nurse came running to me. “ma'am we need you inside” I rushed inside. The doctor said “ Kid! Our department considers 11:43 AM as a very unlucky time and it's also a 13th today so we'll need your help....you have to make the first step of the stitching procedure we'll take over from there.” A panic attack hit me and I replied immediately while panting “ma'am my father is lying unconscious there you can't be joking around right now” “I'm not joking around kid” I looked at the nurse ( her name tag said eeshrat.....I didn't notice the doctor's name tag) and she nodded, conveying to me that it's true. I was pretty sure that that's not how hospitals work but, apparently, that's how my day was working... so I went with the flow. I took three deep breaths and told her to guide me. Eeahrat gave me a pair of gloves; the doctor handed me over the needle driver with a curved needle and suture material attached to it. She pointed to the starting of my dad's wound, put her fingers around his wound and said “right here kid” My mind, body, and soul were filled with frustration, so I pierced the needle right into the eye of the doctor, instead, and then got back to reality (which means I didn't pierce into her eye but imagined doing so because I really felt like doing so). I calmed my tits down and slowly took the needle closer to my dad's wound and carefully pierced it into his skin just like they showed in House M.D (it's a medical TV show.... I'm not even sure if they ever showed sutures in it, but yeah!). The doctor carefully took the driver from my hand; I slowly took a few steps back to the wall and fell to the ground with relief. ‘Could the day get any weirder’ I thought to myself. But I won't say it was all bad because doing the sutures gave me so much inner satisfaction ,and filled me with pride.....I gave sutures even before I got into med school, and I did it for my dad, but why did I do it??.... well!! I better not think about it.

“You did a very good job kid.... wait here you have some signing to do” The doctor went outside. Eeshrat, the nurse, was looking after dad, while I was still down to the floor. Once I was calmer and started to get up, the room all of a sudden sank deeper into the ground, and I fell back on the floor. I thought it was an earthquake and wasn't even surprised, but the sinking of the room was too even to be an earthquake. While Eeshrat was panicking, the door automatically closed and a small part of the ceiling opened up, and two suited up women jumped in from there. I just wanted to pick my unconscious dad up on my shoulders and run away from there. When Eeshrat tried to run away they shot her with a taser gun. My dad would have probably peed his pants if he was conscious at this point; I could have totally peed my pants too. “ There's no need to panic. We're from S.R.P.D. We're a government secret organization and we help them in emergencies and we were in urgent need for this aircraft because it's the only aircraft in the country that has an invisibility feature.” I literally said, “What the fuck” out loud. I was so glad in the morning that my periods were over and was hoping for a good day but this wasn't a very good day honestly. The other lady continued from there “ We're really sorry, but it's our policy to not allow anyone out immediately in these situations because of security issues, but we'll let you go soon.” Immediately after saying that she shot me with the taser too.

The second I woke up, I freaked out. The room in which I gave sutures to my dad was now an aircraft.....and we were in the fucking sky. The floor of the aircraft was transparent so I could see through it. It was scary and fascinating at the same time. Apparently, the aircraft was invisible from outside. I really didn't believe that. Eeshrat was sitting beside me and weeping, so I just brushed my palm on her head. My dad just woke up, noticed that we're flying, screamed and fainted again. “ I think it's time ma'am,” one of the suited ladies said to the other. “ People it's time... you need to get ready” They threw a bag at each of us. They tried to wake dad up but he wouldn't move.

Suited lady: “ We just gave you parachutes... We'll be releasing you right now”

Me: (That scared the living shit out of me, so I immediately interrupted) “ ma'am what what what.... you can't just leave us at some random place.... how do we get back home....and we might die we don't even know how to use these things”

Eeshrat: “you should have left us in the hospital itself what kind of stupid policy do you have.”

Suited lady: “we're sorry for the inconvenience...... You'll be instructed what to do and we've made sure that the landing area is safe..... We've transferred some money to your respective accounts and the nearest city is 5 kilometres from your landing place.....you can figure out your way from there”.

Me: “well ma'am I'm still scared. Can you not take us with you and drop us off later?”

Suited Lady : “you either jump here or we kill you later..the choice is yours”

Me: “can you instruct us with the parachutes please”

After they gave us the instructions, a small door opened up at the bottom of the aircraft... I have no idea where it appeared from though. Eeshrat jumped first. They decided to tie my dad up to me because he didn't seem to wake up. “ you're responsible for your dad ma'am” the lady said and pushed me out. I was screaming for obvious reasons. I just looked up to see the aircraft, but I couldn't see it. So the invisibility feature was real. I felt like I was in a Marvel movie. I was having the time of my life falling from so high though. My dad was still unconscious and that surprises me till date; how can someone be unconscious through all this shit? Well, Dad has always been a pussy. We were slowly getting closer to land. While we were falling, we suddenly became static in the air. I could only move my eyes, while rest of my body became static. I couldn't even pinch myself to check if it was a reality. This time there was no chance that I could process what was happening. Did you ever notice those glitches in old TVs? That kind of glitch literally occurred all around us (it felt as if we were trapped inside a TV). I wanted to scream but I couldn't. The glitch lasted few seconds, and after that, the ground below changed into sky.......an endless dark sky. I was suddenly able to move my head, so I saw up. Morning sky on the top, night sky at the bottom, and no land; It was beautiful to look at, but I couldn't appreciate it at that point of time. It suddenly felt like someone switched the gravity switch on and we started to fall again. We were falling towards the night sky. The closer we were getting to the night sky the faster my heart started to race. Once we almost fell into it, I just screamed and closed my eyes; I could hear the nurse scream too.

After closing my eyes for 5 seconds and probably after entering the night sky, a soft surface hit my butt hardly......I felt like I was sitting somewhere. While panting my lungs out, I opened my eyes to see myself sitting in my half broken car beside my mom. “why does he even buy such expensive cars when he can't even drive properly” She continued ranting while I was completely clueless. I just looked back to see that dad was still unconscious and the nurse was just staring outside the window....she looked traumatized. Mom stopped the car, smiled and said to the nurse “ your stop is here Eeshrat” The nurse, without even saying thank you, opened the door and started walking into the rain; she was just looking at one point and her eyes were watery. I immediately got out of the car and went to her. “do you remember any of that.... did it actually happen?” “I don't want to talk about it..... please leave” She pushed me away. I walked back to the car with disappointment. My mom said “ What an ungrateful lady.” I didn't have enough energy to respond to mom.

Once we were back home, I just ran into the house instead of helping mom with dad. While I was running into the room, I just stopped at the ‛Lord Vishnu’ picture that I talked to in the morning. I removed my glasses and threw them away in awe after seeing ‛Lord Vishnu’ wink at me. This wink reminded me of the conversation I had with him in the morning

‛ hey, bro! I really feel if not you, someone actually exists up there... Anyways

You know how crazily I want to be a doctor right...I just want to be able enough to treat my parents if they ever fall sick... It's the least I can do for them. When I earn enough money as a doctor I'll go for sky diving......I don't want to use my parents' money for something so high up on my bucket list Yeah.. also I have this thing for older men I don't know why... I want to kiss an older guy someday... like at least 10 years older... Not my dad though... Obviously duh..... Okay, this is something I really need an answer for..... Like the dimensions shit Nolan showed in interstellar or like the portals doctor strange opens....is that shit actually possible...I see so many people arguing about it...Is it actually possible... Anyways who cares okay bye’

I HOPE NOBODY DRUGGED ME THAT DAY

[howlett-scribbles]

"Fourteen?" "Well done, you got that really easily. I'm proud of you..." "Thanks mama-"

With Kari tucked into her side, Mallory sat outside at the picnic table with the sky glowing a deep orange as the sun began to set in the summer haze. Even with the echo of the children at the school in the background, she could sense something else around, staring into her back, watching them. Holding Kari a little tighter, Mallory slowly turned her head to see Bucky stood by their little driveway, leaning against his motorcycle patiently, with his brooding eyes never leaving hers. Unexpectedly, Mallory felt a rush of butterflies in her stomach at his sudden appearance, which she exhaled sadly at. Their last conversation was tense, their emotions laid bare and her desperate attempt to turn him away, to set him on a different path that was better than with her - and yet there he stood, back again.

"I think we can leave it there for tonight, go inside and set the table for dinner before your grandfather gets here-" Mallory began, kissing Kari on her crown, before letting go. Jumping at the chance to finish her homework early, Kari raced back towards the house, stopping dead in front of Bucky.

"Are you here for mummy?" she asked softly.

"I...uh, yeah I am" he answered with an awkward smile.

"I'll leave you a place at the table" Kari smiled, before running inside the house.

Glancing back up at Mallory, noticing that she had moved herself to sit up on the picnic table, he exhaled nervously and quietly made his way to her, his mind racing with things to say.

"I saw what happened to Karli on the news..." Mallory began, linking her hands together in her lap. Who killed her?" "Sharon, I think. In defense. Sam got there just as it happened, but he was too late." "She was just a child...albeit misplaced she just wanted to protect the people who got screwed over by the blip. She deserved more" she sighed, finally making eye contact with him. "Well hopefully now that Sam has made his statement and stood up for the minorities, the system'll change, or at least think about it before making any decisions." "Yeah, I saw it all live...we could do with him here fighting our side in courts-" she laughed bittersweetly. "He deserves it, more than any of us. Steve definitely chose right."

As they took a moment of awkward silence, both wanting to speak honestly but terrified to make the first move - Bucky spent a second to take Mallory in, noticing that the golden hour of sun caused her dark brown hair to turn a slight tinge of strawberry blonde, the slight freckles more prominent along her arms and the way it turned the blue in her eyes a deeper, more teal shade. Everything she was made his heart tense, creating emotions within him that were long since forgotten which he thought would be impossible to ever feel again.

"Bucky?" her voice pierced through his reverie as he realized that Mallory had been talking to him whilst he was thinking about her.

"Sorry..."

"I was just wondering what your plans were now this is all over?" she asked, her brows furrowing together slightly as she nervously awaited the answer. Unsure what she wanted Bucky to say, and what she needed him to say.

"I'm not sure. I still have my therapy to finish in New York, once that's over...I'm fully pardoned, I'll be free to finally just, live" he said, the last word lingering on his tongue.

"...you don't sound too confident in that Barnes-" Mallory smiled softly.

"I haven't had that choice in over eighty years doll, the world has changed since then...I just don't know how to live in it yet" he began, forcing himself to swallow the lump in his throat and get to the point of him being there. "Listen, I'm just gunna come out and say it. So, please just let me ramble this out and then if I don't get an answer, I'll accept that and leave you alone..."

"Go ahead..." she answered, slightly humored at Bucky's flustering.

"I have spent the last eighty years having my mind controlled by HYDRA, I've done things I should never be forgiven for, I have spent all those years fighting without knowing who or what I am. I lost everything, and been spat out into somewhere I don't belong. I've spent the last couple of years trying to piece everything together, and feel a sense of peace, which I could never find until I met you."

"I knew of you from passing, but I could never imagine what you have been through yourself. You have experienced things that would have tore me apart, and yet you're here