#“see you-” really should've been “c u” but hey

[rinksrats]

I've been thinking about that Hello Kitty flip phone a lot

[changetyre]

MORE OSCAR SMUT PLEEEEEASE. The last one slapped. maybe where he rescues you from a creep? Idk. Thanks in advance!

Please II Oscar Piastri ⓈⒽⓌ

SUMMARY: After a scary encounter you seek comfort in your savior..

WARNINGS: **18+**, creep, violence, assault. Not proofread.

A/N: I'm a little behind on requests but with Christmas coming up I've been busy with gift finding, uni, seeing friends and family, and whatnot. Also, I'm really shit with endings so...srry.

"Yes, Dad I'm on my way back I promise." You spoke to your dad on the phone as you walked back to the hotel from a Red Bull party a few blocks down.

Being the daughter of a team principal came with its perks, being able to travel for free and meeting really hot Formula 1 drivers were just some of them.

Tonight you'd been invited to a Redbull party at the Las Vegas GP where you weren't even half surprised to see a Redbull car hanging from the ceiling. You hadn't even realized how late it was only intending to be at the party for a few hours knowing the next day would be busy.

Your dad had asked you to text him when you were on your way back and thinking you'd forgotten your dad had gone to sleep only to receive a text nearing 3 am where he decided to call and scold you...as usual.

"Dad calm down, there's literally people everywhere it's not like I'm completely alone, and besides I'm here in the lobby already." You rolled your eyes at your dad's dramatism.

"I expect you to be up and early tomorrow." Your dad simply said before hanging up.

You laughed as you walked to the elevator. The doors were about to close when a hand stopped them from shutting completely and they opened again.

In came a man who looked completely wasted already making you stand up straighter, warning signs going off inside your head. The doors shut and the second warning sign came when he didn't press a floor button.

You made yourself small trying to not grab any attention tucking yourself into the corner hoping the man would just leave you but as soon as you saw him slowly turn to you and smirk you knew that wouldn't be the case.

"what's your name baby girl." He stumbled all the way to you trapping you in the corner. You turned your head avoiding his face, the stench of alcohol dizzying you.

"Please get away from me." You tried your hardest to sound firm.

He laughed. "c,mon we're just having fun." He let his body fall onto you, his weight trapping your hands beside you.

"GET OFF ME!" This time you screamed louder fear present in your voice.

"Just relax." The man then whispered as he put his mouth on your neck trying to plant kisses all over as you tried wriggling away with all your strength.

"HEY!" You had completely missed the fact that the elevator had stopped and apparently so had the creep since the next thing you knew he was getting thrown off you.

You breathed a sigh of relief at the fact he was finally off you and even more at seeing a familiar face.

"y/n?" Oscar realized it was you which only angered him further. "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!" You heard Oscar scream before landing a punch to the man's jaw.

The next few minutes were a blur, you saw a hotel maid run by to see what was going on before guards were called. Oscar demanded they arrest the man and check the security cameras in the elevator to which the hotel staff assured they would do so and more and apologized greatly to you and him for what happened.

You simply nodded and gave short answers but wanted nothing more than to simply get away from all of this already.

"Hey let's get you back to your room." Oscar placed a gentle hand on your arm. You leaned into his touch and he put his arm around your waist keeping you close as he walked you to your room.

"Thank you." Your voice was still shaky but you felt much better now that it was over.

"Oh no don't need to thank me, he should've never touched you," Oscar replied.

You arrived to your room and you opened the door, turning around on the doorway to face Oscar.

"Uhm Oscar could you-"

"I'll leave you-" Oscar spoke at the same time as you.

You both froze waiting for the other to speak but you took the opportunity. "Can you please stay with me?" You asked him.

"Are you sur-" Oscar didn't want to overstep.

"Please. Please Oz." You begged.

And that's how Oscar found himself lying beside you in the hotel bed. It was awkward, he wasn't sure what to say or do and his nerves only increased when you'd scooted closer to him laying your head on his chest.

"uhm you okay?" Oscar chose to break the silence noticing neither of you were even close to falling asleep, you drawing circles on his chest a good indicator.

"I'm better now." shivers filled Oscar's body at the change in your tone, your voice was softer but more sure now. You looked up at him and Oscar just about stopped breathing at the closeness.

You weren't sure what it was exactly but the closeness you felt with Oscar had made you feel...warm in all sorts of places and you wanted more. Propping yourself further up you pressed your lips to Oscar.

You could feel the initial shock from him before he started kissing you back, combing your hair back with his fingers as he deepened the kiss.

You let out a soft moan at the fact things were quickly getting heated but were frustrated when all of a sudden Oscar pulled away standing up and taking a step away from the bed.

"No...no this isn't okay you've just- I can't- you're vulnerable and-" Oscar stuttered, it didn't matter how much he really wanted this he couldn't take advantage of the situation like this.

"Please Oz." The way the words had such different meanings from just a few moments ago. "I want this...I really want you." You said as you kneeled on the bed facing him.

The way Oscar's dick throbbed was criminal enjoying the way you so prettily positioned yourself on the bed wearing nothing but an oversized shirt which didn't do much to hide the space between your legs and he'd be blind not to notice the way your nipples poked out.

"Fuck-" Oscar cursed himself.

"Please Oz make me feel good." Your innocent voice almost made him pass out right then and there.

Look, maybe he was a horrible person for this...but he couldn't resist.

Stepping forward Oscar pulled you towards him by placing his hand on your neck, he knew you liked it as soon as you moaned into his mouth.

He slowly pushed you back onto the bed as he got over you not breaking the kiss. With his other hand, Oscar used his thumb to play with your nipples loving the way you squirmed at his touch.

He began kissing down your neck while his other hand began caressing your bare legs inching higher and higher slowly.

"Ah, shit...ah." He smirked at the reactions he was getting from you taking the time to tease you a little as his fingers just grazed over your panties but not just yet putting any pressure.

"Oscar just touch me already...please." Oscar had never felt anything like it when you grabbed his hand and brought them closer to you.

He let you partially take control as you began using his hand to rub it against yourself for a few seconds before curling your fingers through the back of his hand and placing it inside your panties.

"Holy shit you're gonna kill me," Oscar whispered to himself as he felt the way you guided his fingers through your folds before rubbing circles on your clit.

Oscar let you do what you please with his hands as he continued kissing the rest of your body not caring the way he was leaving marks practically everywhere.

"Please fuck me." You then asked.

The way you seemed to ask for everything so nicely only made Oscar want more and more of you.

"Of course baby." He whispered as he pulled his hand out of your panties with a little reluctance from you so he could strip himself off his clothes.

He saw as you were about to take your shirt off. "Leave it on," Oscar demanded, there was something about you in an oversized shirt with the idea of being bare underneath that just made the ache between his legs a little bigger.

You smirked noticing the desperation in Oscar's voice. Once he freed himself Oscar climbed back over you before holding his dick and rubbing it through your folds a few times.

You rolled your eyes back at the anticipation just waiting for him to fill you up already and it didn't take long before your wishes were fulfilled.

Despite the fact Oscar wanted to fuck you senseless he reigned his needs in and took his time thrusting into you, letting you adjust to his size and length.

"Fuck that's so good." You muttered breathlessly. "Faster Oz please."

You begged the knot in your stomach building up with each second.

Oscar propped his elbows beside you to steady himself before he started setting a pace, loving the way you immediately wrapped your arms and legs around him trying to pull him closer.

"sh*t you're so tight." Oscar could feel the way your walls almost clawed at him every time he pulled back out. "It's like you were made just for me, right baby?" Oscar had never truly been vocal during sex but there was something about you that just made him want to talk.

"Yeah...yes." You replied breathless again having a hard time focusing on his words from the overwhelming pleasure that was building up.

"You're taking me so good." Oscar smiled as he noticed the way your moans got louder and your breath quickened.

"Oz I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum." You cried out.

"Cum baby." Oscar was close too but to be honest he didn't care if he didn't finish as long as you did. After a few seconds, he could feel you clenched around him before your body shivered underneath him. His pace initially quickened before gradually slowing down fucking you through your orgasm.

And even though he thought he'd need more the sight of you coming undone seemed to be enough for Oscar as he pulled out pushing your shirt a little higher as he shot his load onto your stomach.

"Fuck." Oscar groaned at the sight of you clutching your breasts as he came onto you. "Shit, that was amazing." Oscar panted as he came down from his high.

"Yeah...you made me feel so good Oz." You replied innocently once more as if you hadn't just done the filthiest thing with him.

"Any time." He smirked as he helped you clean up.

[remyfire]

34, 35 and 12 caught my eye but I cannot decide who I want them for so ig whatever pairing (or poly group ) is giving u the biggest brain rot rn but bonus if it includes radar or trapper bc i am intrigued by how u write radar and i am slightly feral about the feelings trapper induces in me

Hi anon, you unlocked something in me when I read this ask, so I went for total broke and now there is radartraphawk. I really hope that's okay!! As a bonus, I have included Every Kiss. Also it's 3k and a bit angsty. I hope that's also okay. Okay no more stalling, here you go. Kiss Roulette (12) A kiss along the collar bone, (34) a kiss after a bite, (35) a kiss against a wall [AO3 crosspost]

It's certainly not the first time they've tussled and it absolutely won't be the last, but there is something particularly wild in Hawk today, and John has a feeling that it's got something to do with the wide-eyed company clerk perched anxiously on the edge of Hawkeye's cot. "Will you fuckin'—" When John's leg clips the stove and sends the empty coffee pot clanging across the floor, he grits his teeth and tightens his grip on Hawk's arms. "Will you settle the fuck down?"

"How 'bout you let me go first?" Hawkeye spits back. He'd started by straining to get free of John's hold but now he's gotten damn squirrelly, trying to turn the tide instead.

"How 'bout you stop being a little shit?"

They twist and squabble. Hawk's hip slams against the poker table. John almost goes tumbling and Radar throws his hands out just in time to push him back to his feet. It's like being in college again, surrounded by nothing but football players who didn't wanna admit they were sucking each other off in the locker room when all the lights went down and everybody else went home. He gets it. He played that game too for a hell of a lot longer than he should've. But why Hawkeye fucking Pierce is so pissed at him about what John just offered, he has no idea, because this guy's gotta be responsible for at least a million sexuality crises alone. He can barely keep his hand out of pants—any pants, his own or John's or a nurse's, probably everybody who's ever been on R&R in Seoul for the past year. Where the hell does he get off causing such a fuss?

"C-Captain." Radar's small voice comes from behind him. "I should probably just—"

John finally, finally slams Hawkeye against the locked door. He gets one moment of peace, both of them panting and glaring at each other with sweat gleaming on their foreheads, before Hawk starts up again.

"Would you sirs stop?!" Radar's louder now, piercing.

It's Boston instinct, really, that has John trying to get his forearm against Hawk's throat, and not even hard enough to do damage to his windpipe, but the moment Hawk's eyes bulge in shock, John pulls back just enough so there's no contact with his neck. "Sorry," he murmurs, chest burning with guilt. His forearm stings like he hit him with it. "Fuck, I'm so sorry, Hawk—"

Hawkeye then twists his neck and bites it.

"Fuck!" And then they're back at it again.

Metal strikes metal behind John louder than a gong and they freeze. When John looks over his shoulder, Radar's standing by the stove with the coffee pot in his hand. He wouldn't be surprised if it had a dent in it now, if he slammed them together that hard. It's rare to see Radar really properly steamed up, but there it is written all over his face from his jaw to his eyes to his brow.

"You're not listening to me," Radar mutters. "This whole thing happened 'cause of me and you're not even gonna listen when I say something?"

"Hey, look, I'm sorry, all right?" John doesn't mean to let his frustration bleed into the words, turn them into daggers, but there's no pulling them back either. "This ain't your fault, it's Hawkeye over here who—"

"You don't get to tell me what I can or can't do," Hawk snaps. "I don't care how many times your dick's been in my goddamn ass, you do not get to throw me around like a puppet when I wanna walk out that door, do you hear me?"

"Hawk, I'm not trying to tell you what to do, I'm not shoving you two together like dolls." John lets Hawkeye's shoulder go, immediately feels him starting to twist, but the second John's palm cups his cheek, Hawk freezes, jaw still tight but eyes staying on his. "I'm trying to figure out why the hell you're so spooked about saying you want something."

When Hawk finally flicks his gaze away, John lets him, just thumbs over his stubble and tries to figure out what the fuck is going on in his head. In a way, yeah, okay, he can understand something about it—the two of them weren't teasing Henry about robbing the cradle just to mess with him—but can't Hawk see that this is different? That Radar's different?

John drops his voice and leans in a little closer. He's not under the impression that Radar, of all people, won't be able to hear him, but he needs Hawk to see this, to know John's still trying to protect him no matter how much he wants to dump him in a snowbank right now. "Wasn't even a month ago you were telling me all about what he reminds you of." It's like a switch gets flipped. Hawkeye stops breathing. The air begins to heat as though a storm is ready to blow through. They both know what he means. That quiet night in the Swamp where Hawk had talked about the ways he fumbled through figuring out his own bent, the alleys and the bars and the backs of cars, how he'd taken his life in his hands over and over again just to have a taste of why looking at a man lit him on fire the way that it did. How sometimes he swears that Radar's toeing that exact same line—the curiosity that could drive him into danger made even worse by virtue of where the hell they are. That sometimes Hawkeye wishes he could just... That if he had a chance to...

John was thorough. He had to be. The same care that he took slipping through the back streets of Boston to loop his way around cops on their beats. He'd watched Hawk. He'd watched Radar. He'd seen the way they'd watch each other when they weren't being noticed themselves. The protectiveness in Hawkeye's body when he was around Radar, how he'd throw out joke after joke just to get him to smile. And within no time, John had a guarantee of what he already suspected. Yeah, sure, Hawk really had meant it when he'd finally admitted that he just wished he could make it a little easier, safer, and walk Radar through everything he was craving to know. But that wasn't the reason why Hawkeye would stare a second too long at Radar's ass when he'd strain to grab something from the back of the filing cabinet.

John's not an idiot. He's sure as hell able to overlook his own faults and fears and that's never gonna change, but he knows Hawk better than he knows his own name. And if Hawkeye wants something, then John wants him to have it, pure and simple.

"I got him here for you," John whispers. That was a whole other fucking story—overlapping his showers with Radar's over and over again until he finally caught Radar staring at his cock with dilated pupils and flushed cheeks, until John could lean over the partition and look him right in the eye and cut off the panicked stammering before it ever got started. "I got the scene set." A three-way poker game, the tent flaps dropped, the door latched, the shade pulled down, Frank cuddled up in Hot Lips's tent for the night. "I warmed him up too." Made damn sure Hawkeye was watching while John slid his fingers through Radar's hair and coaxed him in until their lips met. Made sure too that as Radar trembled with nerves, John had rubbed up and down his back until the fear fluttered away like it was never there.

And then Hawkeye had exploded. Because of course he did.

Now as Hawkeye meets John's gaze, he's slipped past anger—that rare, white-hot rage tinged with, of all things, the accusation that Trapper was taking advantage of Radar. The thing Hawk had never wondered about with any of the nurses John's bedded. Not even once.

Something's always been different about Radar.

"You know what could happen," Hawk mutters under his breath. "You know exactly what you're setting him up for."

"You'd rather it be with some stranger in the back of a Tokyo movie theater? Hawk, be fucking serious." John finally steps back, lets Hawkeye be completely free, but as he suspected, he makes no move to unlatch the door. "There's no advantage-taking goin' on here and we both know it. You wouldn't be caught dead looking at him if he weren't a grown man in your eyes, and that means he can tell you what he wants and how he wants it and you don't get to tell him he's wrong."

"Captain McIntyre?"

John stares Hawk down another moment more before he turns his attention to the cute little mouse who's found his way into their den. He's small but he's still got a few shards of broken glass in that sharp gaze of his. And he should. John's over here rattling on about how he's an adult, but did he stop what he was doing last time when Radar was demanding to be heard? With a sigh of frustration through his nose, John faces him fully. "Sorry. Don't mean to be keeping you on the outside." He'd promised himself he wouldn't. He's not so nervous of Radar's age as Hawk seems to be, but that doesn't mean he can just up and forget about how young and inexperienced he is in all this shit, not just the sex. "It wasn't supposed to go like this—"

"Captain McIntyre," Radar interrupts.

"Trapper." John almost doesn't realize that came out of him, not Hawkeye. Hawk's the one who will introduce him as Trapper, not...

"Trapper," Radar amends quietly. He comes closer, already holding out a hand with all the confidence he shows his personal petting zoo. "Sir, your arm."

A rush of lightning darts through John's veins when Radar takes his hand and rotates it to show him his forearm. Not the first time somebody's bitten down on it, but usually it's himself trying to keep quiet when Hawkeye's eating him out like he's his last meal. The teethmarks stand out quite vividly but he didn't break the skin. It'll just bruise over like it always does. "Oh, don't worry about it, Radar, s'nothing."

"It's not nothing." Radar scowls. "You got this 'cause of me, y'know."

"I got it 'cause I'm a jackass who wasn't gonna let Hawkeye storm his way into the O-Club when we..." John blinks as Radar lifts his arm. When Radar leaves a soft, gentle kiss right on the bite, John's stomach flip-flops. Fuck. He's just so...good. Every bit of him. He's not shy about doing that because he doesn't know he should be. He's standing here holding John's hand like they've been going steady for weeks rather than him stealing that first kiss tonight as a goad to his lover.

It's kind of amazing how smooth Radar's expression has gone by the time John glances back up at his face. He could be feeling nothing at all. "It's not your fault, Trapper. Really. I can tell you weren't fibbing just to play a joke or nothing, I promise." Even his words are perfectly steady. "H-He just doesn't want..."

Or not. John flicks his gaze to Hawk, but he's staring right at Radar with a furrowed brow.

"I mean, it's not a surprise or..."

John itches, doesn't think, just lets his other hand find Radar's back so he can rub it for him. It takes everything inside him to keep from pulling Radar into his arms and keeping him there until he smiles again.

Radar straightens up—like a soldier, John thinks with a boom of fury like a firework, there and gone in a flash—and clears his throat, letting go of John's hand. "Anyhow, it's not some big deal. So if it's okay with you sirs, I'm gonna, I-I'm just gonna go back and finish up some work."

The second Radar takes a step forward, Hawkeye stiffens, his arms shooting out to cover the full width of the door. Honestly, he looks shocked that he did it in the first place. But Radar peeks up at him, lips parted, and John does what he does best. He waits.

This isn't about John, except that it is, of course, because at least while they're here, Hawkeye belongs to him insomuch that John belongs to Hawkeye and neither one of them is ever going to admit it out loud. It's about John because his world revolves around Hawk's happy, his lust, his satisfaction, his rest, his everything, until one day when it won't anymore, which is a day John still refuses to let his mind focus on—it blurs over like he's nearsighted, and hell, maybe he is. It's about John because when he thinks about seeing Hawkeye and Radar tangle up naked in these scratchy green blankets, it's probably the most beautiful thing he could conceive of witnessing in the middle of their personal corner of Hell. So that's why he waits. Watches. Wonders if Hawk's finally going to let those muscles loosen until they're butter-smooth and melting from the heat.

When Hawkeye takes a long, deep breath, it's like a curtain getting pulled up to start a show he's been buzzing over for months. "You want this, Radar?"

Radar lifts his chin so he's looking Hawk right in the eye, a kind of steadiness that makes a thrum of heat flare up in John's gut. It's incredible. After all that effort to put on a brave face in the midst of rejection, all John's wanting to comfort him if he had to cry it out, he's far more confident in this decision than he'd given him credit for. "Yeah, Hawkeye," he murmurs.

"Tell me," Hawk says firmly, words like granite, like steel. "Tell me what you want."

Radar opens his mouth, closes it, then opens again. "I wanna learn what makes you feel good."

Hawk closes his eyes and bites his lips into a thin line.

"Wanna..." Radar approaches him until he stands directly in front of Hawk, just a few inches between them. John can't stop himself from visually tracing the lines of his neck, his shoulders, all so beautifully untouched by anyone. Then he can't stop himself from grazing his fingers slowly, slowly along Radar's trapezius, trying to feel him somehow through the jacket and shirts both. Radar shivers visibly, which makes John smirk, makes his mouth water, all the fascination that made him great at science before he was ever in medical school. "Wanna... I wanna touch you all over." He turns his head but doesn't fully peek over his shoulder before he snaps his gaze back on Hawk. "Both of you."

Both.

John can't actually say he's surprised, not really, not after the shower situation, but there's a jolt straight to his cock all the same. Hawk is so lithe. Beautiful. He's a goddamn perfect first try at fucking around with a man. John? He can sometimes sink into the background when he's near Hawkeye. He thinks he might be able to take advantage of that right now, but when John rests one hand on Radar's hip, he grins at the gasp he gets before he murmurs near his ear. "How 'bout we start you off with Hawk, see how you like it."

"Yeah," Radar whispers, then lets out a shivery groan.

"You want I should show you how to make him come?" John's words are husky, lush.

That makes Hawkeye and Radar whimper in tandem, a gorgeous little duet that John suddenly wants to hear every second he can. Radar tips his head back and stares up at him, and the longer he looks, the more red his cheeks turn. Another spark on the smoldering fire inside John. "I'll bet you're real good at it, aren't you, sir?" And there's a roughness to his tone just the same.

John's lips quirk as he takes one step closer, bringing his body flush against Radar's back, urging him to press against Hawk, to trap him there at the door. "Like you ain't ever heard him moaning for me with those ears'a yours."

"I wasn't snooping," Radar blurts exactly like a snooper would.

"Ah-huh." Hawkeye grins—his first since this whole damn thing started. As Hawk slides his hands into the valley of his soft waist, a sound as delicate as a snowflake comes out of Radar and draws a hum from Hawk in turn, one of those that John's used to hearing right against his ear when he's damn satisfied with what he just reduced John to. "Radar..." The moment Radar looks up at him, Hawk seems to hesitate, and John watches the goosebumps skitter down his throat. "...how d'you wanna kick us off, huh?"

Radar only waits another second before he comes up ever so slightly on his toes to brush his lips over Hawkeye's collarbone through his shirt. He steadies himself with a hand on Hawkeye's ribs, right where John knows he won't miss the way he's beginning to breathe too hard from this barest possible graze. "Can I see you, Hawkeye?" Radar asks with such sincerity and naked want that John instinctively reaches to give him exactly what he needs, gets a fist of Hawk's hem before he freezes.

John glances up. Waits for Hawkeye to look at him with that burning, dripping lust, hot enough to melt through the floor like lava. And then John touches Radar's other wrist and coaxes him to grab Hawkeye's shirt instead. "Go on. He wants it."

"You want it, Hawk?" Radar asks as though to be absolutely sure, and though John's certain that it's a legitimate question, somehow it's practically filth when it comes from him.

"Fuck..." Hawkeye nods. "Yeah, yeah, Radar, I do. I want you bad."

Radar shivers with a little laugh as he pushes Hawk's shirt up little by little, reaching high to pull it over his head. "Then I'll treat you real good."

The rush of arousal hardens John to the breaking point, makes him so hungry that he can't stop himself from pressing his cock into Radar's back as he leans in to kiss Hawkeye ruthlessly. Hawk whines against John's mouth and scrapes his nails across his scalp, shaking, shivering, and John takes one quick glance to make sure Radar's okay—he's kissing over Hawkeye's chest like he's never wanted to do something so bad in his whole life—before he finally gives in and lets every ounce of his desire bruise Hawk's lips.

[imy2]

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2-2 oooo hi hector , didnt realize he'd be so soon •

oh damn goodbye mack. should've expected that was this ep w vasquez comin in... ughh the way murphy looks when addy's staring at him :/// •

2-3 "woahh don't be so negative; worry is poison - that's why you don't crap right." lmao random dude, too real •

"you are not the boss of me -.- she is." one of my fav murphy lines •

ok i regret not taking notes last eps so recap of what i rmbr then onward.. rc2-4 z weed lol • rc2-5 nvr noticed b4 that they call this ep aka lucy zombaby - makes sensee , but s1 zombaby is true zombaby in my heart. lucy's lucy :p ... ugh serena was so pretty this ep.. even looked cool as a zombie • rc2-6 gb4n lucy.. also cassandra :(( </3 • rc2-7 sketchy n skeezy were here again .. • rc2-8 i thiiink it was this ep that this happened but if not close enuff.. warren said to murphy, "the time is coming where you're gonna have to decide what side you're on - and when that time comes, remember which is trying to help u survive n which wants to eat ur brains." ooo i never noticed how good of a line that is bc well warren which side is which! half the zombies dont care abt murphy atp and yall r takin him to be experimented on .. hmmm • rc2-9 this is always a fun ep • rc2-10 idt docs cool aop in this ep... • rc2-11 addys hotelwoman moment :') • rc2-12 oo the zeroes.. warrens sooo pretty •

2-13 murphy savin warren, hell yeah. murphy listening to warren, helll yeahh. again warrens gorg.. hector n doc n murphy all also look cool .. el camino B) 10k w slingshot - also cool •

2-14 lmfao doc pre-z(beginning of z actually) "oh jeez, sorry, didn't mean to intrude! -- what a minute, what did i just see.. larry and his gay lover? it's funny he never mentioned him.. 2 patients wrestling on the couch? .. it's a damn zombie! hang on larry!" lol him pullin a joint from his beard .. • •interlude ... i used to say i wish i had a beard all the time as a kid 9-like12, love that for me..idt id want one now, i do wish i had more body hair tho man my arms n legs look hairless basically -.- my brother used to always comb his hand thru his thick ass leg -.- #jealous .. also hairy stomachs r so hot -.- anyways.. i also need to do smth diff w my headhair like sooo bad. its been like 6yrs since ive had a haircut its badd. i wish i cld do a cool haircut but my hairs thin n straight so.. no cool cuts look how i'd want them to w/o stylin n i cannot put stylin effort into my hair everyday.. i need a genius to tell me wtd w my hair basically! but im scared of goin anywhere..

also on subject of gender(re my feelings abt my hair) i've been kind of (aka when i rmbr to lol n when it dsnt feel awk) tryin to speak in a deeper pitch .. i hate when my voice sounds as high as it does smtimes :/ also.. well nvm 4now •

"why me? i don't want to be shit. this is all some terrible mistake. i just want to crawl off and die like everybody else. why me? what did i do? where is my mercy?" murphy n mercy (n me) i said it! •

omg pre-z murphy looks so different n cool. & postal fraud man.. he shld be pissed •

"if you were really my friend, you'd help me." "but i'm not your friend." ... "they're gonna hurt me. you know that, right?" "i won't let that happen." •

2-15 "i did not spend three years fighting my way across 10,000miles of zombie-crazed america just so i can be a blood bag for a few billionaires." hell yeah •

bye vasquez .. hey hector.. hey(almost) kaya n dr. sun :-) aww lucy.. •

•s2 done.. overall rating.. 3.5/5 .. i didnt rate s1 brb.. 3/5 .. huh kinda surprised s2 came out on top •

3-1 hi red.. hi the man... •

ooo i nvr noticed the red details -right b4 walking up there's red cloth in a basket, then - redofc, 5ks keychains, warrens bandana, 10ks socks n bandana n shirt stripes, docs suspenders n sunglasses, cassandra's jacket, addy's shirt n jacket tassels .. very obvious, cool .. then just blue murphy. interesting. enuff red down the line tho •

"got a name?" "10,000. but everyone calls me 10k." "10,000? that's a number, not a name." ... ''so what's ur name?" "red." "that's not a name, that's a color." - wait lol, "you asked me my name, that's my name" red u did it to him first •

3-2 • intros.. s1 was 3bullets, s2 was 2bullets-chomp, s3 was 3bullets+spin .. fun stuff •

now murphy got red pants this ep.. after they first reinforced blue by only showing shirt/skin/hat.. interesting •

ahh murphy wanted warren to go w him so bad :/ "seriously roberta?" .. "ttfn" •

3-3 got a fun screenshot from this ep .. terrible quality ofc.. •

3-4 10k off the bridge n merch khs .. fair enuff•

3-5 tbh the way reds been here so far(aka e1 n now) is so weird.. •

[un-love]

drunk voicemails – 1

tw: implications of death in joshua's

reblogs are appreciated :D

seungcheol: honey, i'm on my way back from work and i saw this new flower shop around the corner. something good will happen to you today. that's what the sign in the window said. naturally, i thought of you. you'rw the good in my life. SO i stopped to get you something and that's when i realized i don't know what your pick is. is it lilies? did you know there's something called blue orchids? they also had that. how do i not know your favourite flowers? if i had to pick flowers that remind me of you, i would pick sunflowers. they're yellow and warm and welcoming. everything that you are. i think that's what prompted me to buy y— shit. the bus is here. i'll see you tomorrow. tell me what your favourite flowers are

jeonghan: i wasn't expecting this to go to voicemail, what should i do? i'm a little drunk, baby. but i would've wanted to call even if i weren't. i want to ask you to come over, i want to run my hands through your hair, kiss the dimple beneath your eyes. are you sleeping okay? i'd give anything to see you fall asleep in my shirt again. haven't touched it since you threw it on my bedroom floor. your skin peeking out from in between the hem of my shirt and the blanket you refused to sleep without. do you still sleep with the air conditioner on? are you still listening? i'm sorry there's so much i didn't say.

joshua: do you remember promising to take me to your hometown? i couldn't sleep and ended up thinking about that. the bucketlist i made for us is still tucked away in my bottom drawer. i wanted to tuck us away too. t-u-c-k. protect you from everything, you see. now i catch myself thinking, 'was that too ambitious of me? would something have changed if i hadn't insisted on leaving game night early that friday?' all the moments of you i would've held. infinitely mine. i dream about it, sometimes. how you would've laughed showing me the love letters you received back in high school. if you would've taken me to your favourite waffle shop back home. i heard they're taking it down soon, i can't decide if i should go alone. maybe i will. i have to go now. this is my last message to you before they discontinue your cell service...yeah. i had to call. i love you.

jun: i knew you wouldn't pick up but hearing the beep hurt more than i thought. what do i do? i thought we were okay. that we finally made it through the mess. i almost saw a faint white light at the end of our tunnel. guess i was wrong, huh? i don't know if we'll ever forgive each other for what we've caused. never knew disasters could feel mind numbing and still look beautiful from afar. are you happy? i will never forgive myself for bending over backwards to let you walk over me again, and again, and again, and again, while you bled me dry. i keep replaying the night in my head, the final minutes before my whole world collapsed in on itself. i swear i felt time move backwards. but it's all the same to you, isn't it? i don't know why i called–

soonyoung: hey, it's .. uh, it's me. i saw that you called. i'm painfully aware of the probability of it being an accident, but here i am, hoping that it wasn't. want to be more than an accidental call to you. what does that make me? no, it's pathetic, i know. i just wanted to hear your voice anyway. maybe you'd have been surprised to see my caller id and said my name out loud, you know? did you delete my number? that would be a bummer. i was hoping to catch you brfore passing out, always liked how my name sounded on your tongue. anyway, this went straight to voicemail. it's alright. i'm alright—[beep]

wonwoo: are you okay? i never really knew with you. brought you flowers and left them at your doorstep when i know you needed me, but i couldn't give them to you myself. i should have come in. i should've held your heart in my hands and counted stars with you till we both fell asleep on the fading blue mattress in your balcony. did it rain that night? i remember wondering about the flowers, if you left them there or if they sat safely upon the table top, in that glass vase you bought at the local market. i think i left my heart at the doorstep next to those flowers–[beep]

woozi: hey, you. um, so..i finally got it down. 영원한 사랑이 있다면, 그건 당신이겠죠*. the post chorus was seeming too empty and now i've got it. took a bottle, or two, but hey, we're here. i don't know how i'll feel about this in the morning but i think i'm done with the songs now. i couldn't wait to show you ... hear what you think of them, that's why i'm calling. it's funny, thinking of the time when i hesitated to display even my finished works. haven't i come a long way? i know i always had help along the way but something's changed recently. they haven't listened to this one yet, and..i still have a feeling they will like it. i think it's you who did this to me. no wait, that sounds menacing. i've yet to come up with a title. i promise i will let you listen to this one before it comes out.

i wrote it to you.

*(if there's an eternal love, then you're that person)

[therealsxshi]

GON' BE OK, BABY

↳ Fandom: Haikyuu!! [Anime]

↳ Genre: angsty to comfort

↳ Pairings: Karasuno x gn!reader

↳ Characters included: Azumane Asahi, Sawamura Daichi, Tsukishima Kai

↳ Synopsis: you found out you have a fatal infection in your body and need a surgery to get it removed. When your boyfriend finds out he does everything he can to comfort you.

↳ Warnings: none...not really 😶 (other then it is reallyyyyyyy long-)

↳ A/N: helloooo!! This is my first post, so I hope u like it! Don't forget to follow and like~

#AZUMANE ASAHI:

You came home and closed the door behind you, and dumped your school bag in some corner. Honestly you couldn't care less about everything else. Not in that moment.

You sat on your bed, and encircled your stomach with your arms, pulled your knees up to your chest and planted your face between them.

And that was when the tears fell. At first slowly and then as if they tried to imitate the rain.

You had just been back from the doctors appointment and it has been decided: in a month you were going to do a surgery.

Sure, sometimes people ended up being better then before. But sometimes people closed their eyes and never opened them again. You were afraid that exactly that was going to happen to you.

---

The next day you went to school, the eye bags under your (e/c) eyes virtually concerning.

You walked around like a zombie, the day passing by with everything just passing by you. Your vision was unfocused, not really listening to anything or anybody around you. You just ignored everybody, which made you look all the more like some zombie that hasn't been fed any brains lately.

"Y/n! Hold up for a sec!" You heard a voice. The voice. The voice everytime you heard, your eyes would light up in both excitement and love.

But this time it only caused you pain. Because the most frequent thought that you always tried to push away; what if you'll never see him again?

"Hey...w-what's wrong?" Asahi asked you his soft brown eyes gazing at you with worry, as he saw how dull your eyes were.

"Nothing 'sahil...I just needa go home real quick so-"

"No." He interrupted you, his arm reaching out to hold your wrist. Firmly but at the same time gentle. That was how he always treated you.

One of the many things you were maybe gonna lose in a month.

The whole day he hadn't seen you. At all. And it bugged him, because usually you'd be walking to school together, and then when the day ended he'd walk you home.

Today you didn't wait for him, instead he had waited for you before he thought that you called in sick and weren't coming to school today. You'd usually text him saying that you loved him and wished him luck, but he blamed it on your illness, whatever it could've been.

Then, in school, he found out that you had in fact come here. He spent every break searching for you, but to no avail.

He even bailed on training too.

Asahi wanted answers. "Sweetness, you've been gone the whole day, and I-I'm worried about you. You even look like you've been crying for endless hours", that you did, "And I just wanna know what's going on."

Then a thought occured to him. "Are you crying because of me?! Did I do something?! I swear I di-"

"No no!" You were quick to reassure him, grasping his arm gently. "It's jot because of you, baby. It's..." you averted your eyes from his, feeling the tears well up again, a sob forcing it's way up and out of your throat.

"Hun, what is it?" He almost whispered as he cradled you in his arms, and you told him, his eyes eventually welling up with tears as well.

"When...when is it gonna happen?"

"...in a month."

The spiker sighed, and closed his eyes to gather his thoughts, before he opened them and put both his large calloused hands on your shoulders, (we all know your smaller then him, stop arguing), and gazed at you with determination.

"Y/N, baby, sweetness, you should've told me from the beginning, so I could put those stupid thoughts somewhere far far away from your precious mind." He said with a nervous chuckle.

You looked up at him with doe-eyed surprised that he was so confident in what he was going to say to you.

"You're gonna go through this. Wanna know why?" You nodded. Yes! Yes you needed some, any kind of reassurance! Any words that told you, you were just being silly and dramatic and there was nothing to fear.

"Coz you're you. Because you're that amazing person I love very very much, and I know that as long as you can put up with me, you can put up with anything." Before you could scold him about talking himself down like that, he placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

"I love you." You told him breathlessly with tears falling down your cheeks.

Your boyfriend chuckled delighted that you were slowly but surely becoming your old self again.

"I love you too." He told you, with the most smitten look ever, before his eyes widen. "W-Wait, I-I-I didn't mean to force you to be happy! L-like if you still feel bad or something, you can totally still cry, I don't m-mind-"

And then a laugh, the sound he loved most when you were the one making it, riplled out from your body causing him to smile too.

#SAWAMURA DAICHI:

If Daichi hadn't noticed your absoloutly miserable mood when he offered you your favourite treat in lunch break, he defenitly noticed it now, when you didn't cheer him on in training, yelling out his name and doing your silly dance for him, which made him think that there was no more adorable human being then you.

You had been like that for a while now, and it started to piss the team captain off.

Not because he didn't know what the reason of your suffering was.

Not because you barely talked to him the last week or so.

But more because you didn't trust him enough to share something that bothered you with him. At least that was what he thought.

And while he wasn't exactly wrong it wasn't for the reasons he thought you had.

Frankly you just didn't want to make it harder. For whom? Probably for you both.

"All right guys! See you tomorrow!" Came the sound of your boyfriends voice, as he waved at his teammates while they got out of the gym.

And then he turned to you, all friendliness melting away as a look of pure displeasure replaced it.

A pit formed in your stomach hoping that it wasn't because of you. Hoping for that miracle that he somehow, it didn't matter how, picked up on your horrible state, both physically and mentally.

"Y/N! We need to talk." And there was his resting dad-lecture-face.

Yeah you were in trouble. "N-no I don't think we do, Dai. Let's just go home."

"Y/N...please. What's going on? You've been so distant lately, and I'm pretty sure, af least I hope so that I'm not the reason for that." He voiced his thoughts, his tone much softer this time.

Damn it, you cursed I'm your head. He knew just how to make you cave in. "No, you're right..." and so you told him about your surgery and your fear of losing everything you currently have.

You wait for his response for a long time, before two strong arms pull you into a firm chest, and you could hear your boyfriends heart.

"You're going to nail this, sugar. I'll even bail on school for you." And you both laughed.

He did do that.

#TSUKISHIMA KEI

"If you keep frowning like that, you'll look like some granny when you're only twenty, ya know?" The teasing voice of your boyfriend told you, as you two were seated at his desk doing the math homework.

If. He used the word that has been stuck I'm your sleep-deprived mind for days now. If you were going to get twenty.

If you were going to have a future.

If you were going to have a future with Kei.

The one in question turned to you curiously upon your lack of snarky comments, and looked at tour side profile, how deep in thought you looked to be in.

"Y/N."

"H-huh? What is it, Tsukki?" You asked the endless hours of staying awake in bed taking it's toll on you.

He eyed you once again, the suspicion growing by every second that passed. "What's gotten into you? You're acting weird." He commented.

And then you bursted into tears. Sobs violently shook your body, and Tsukishima was left staring at you for a good few seconds.

While you had been in a relationship for a long time now, and had your up and downs he had never seen you in such a devastated state.

It hurt him to see you like this.

And while he wasn't good at showing his love to you, often not even bothering with the effort, he hugged you bringing you from your chair to his lap and putting your head in between his shoulder and neck.

"You big baby. Watcha crying about?" He asked you, instead of a smirk, a smile resting on his face.

With a muffled voice you told him about your situation, and he understood the fear that was possesing you right now. It was about to posses him too, but then he remembered that you needed him.

"And you're crying over something as preposterous as this? C'mon we're in the 21st century. Ya ain't gonna die with the technology we have nowadays. Now sleep." He told you, when he noticed how your eyes were dropping.

"Love you, Kei."

"Yeah yeah. Love you too, I guess..."

[cutieasmo]

Mammon x Fem! Reader (Part 2)

“Three words means I Am Back, but it can be I Love You”

Second Person's Point of View

"U-uh, how did Diavolo know where am I?" Mammon asks you.

"He told me, you visited someone here in the human world."

"Y-yeah, ya right."

You looked at him confused, you wonder why. You don't have any idea who's that person but for yourself you don't have to know who is it.

The both of you comeback to the Devildom. At first glance, the place is familiar to you but you have never been to it.

"This place is familiar."

"Huh?"

"I don't know but this place is just reminding me something but I don't remember. I've never been here, but the place is really familiar or maybe I'm just dreaming?"

"What'd ya mean familiar?"

"I-I don't know either, maybe let's just keep going."

-

Mammon's Point of View

I don't know if I'm dreaming, or it's just because of my schizophrenia attacking me again.

I can't just believe she looks like MC, the details of her and her name is just the same as MC. Now, I want to know who's her? Please, tell me this isn't a dream, right?!

"May I ask ya?" I ask.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Where did ya come from?"

"Oh, I'm actually living in the human world when someone contacts me and it's Diavolo. I was suprised that they chose me as the new exchange student of RAD and it's my first time coming here."

But how though?

"Ya actually reminds me of someone."

She gasps and looks at me. "Someone? m-maybe that's a joke huh?"

"N-no, I'm not joking."

"Are you even serious right now?"

"Of course, MC!"

"Sure, sure you are."

"How did Diavolo contacts ya?"

"I don't know either, I'm actually shocked that someone contacts me when I don't even remember giving my number to anyone."

"That's probably a coincidence."

"You're right."

"We are almost there!"

-

Royal Academy of Diavolo

"Where did you go, Mammon?" Lucifer ask.

"Somewhere..."

"Tsk, you should've ask me first before going somewhere. You also skipped your class and the meeting."

"Wait, we have a meeting?!"

"Yes, we have."

"Oh shit, I forgot!"

"And that's why don't be so dumb sometimes, Mammon." Levi said.

"Oh yeah, whatever."

"Oohh, you look so beautiful~" Asmo said looking at MC.

"H-hey, ya can't touch her!"

"Why not, Mammon?"

"J-just don't-"

"You're so unfair, Mammon, she looks innocent though~"

"No, nobody can touch her!"

I grab her arms and walk away.

-

"I'm sorry for the trouble that Asmo caused. He is just being flirty around people."

"It's fine, who are they anyway?"

"They were my brothers, be careful with them. They might do something stupid with ya."

"They look so fine, though."

"Yes, they were but you don't know what they can do!"

"Well, thank you. You're so kind."

"AM I?!"

"W-why is there something wrong?"

"N-no, but ya telling me I'm kind is just..."

"Mammon, your heart is kind and I trust you."

This is what MC told me before where it's our first meeting each other.

"How do ya feel bein' 'round me?"

"Why are you asking me that?"

"Why not?"

"It's comfortable being with you, honestly, it's my first time meeting a demon like you."

"How did ya even know I'm a demon?"

"Why so many question, hm?"

"S-sorry... but I'm just makin' sure."

"You're kinda familiar, Mammon."

"Huh, me?"

"I don't know but it looks like I met you before or it's just in my head?"

I don't know what to say, but this is givin' me goosebumps.

"There's something trying to mess my head. I don't know, I'm really confused. I-I really don't remember anything."

I cup her cheek and look at her straightly into her eyes.

What if I kiss her? will she remember me?

"What are you doing?"

"C-can I?"

I was about to kiss her, when our lips suddenly touches each other. Her lips are so sweet, they tastes like strawberry. Will she be able to remember?

Those kisses are sweet and sloppy, I can't even move myself. Looks like she is controlling my body.

When she suddenly broke the kiss, she looks at me closely. "M-Mammon?"

"W-what?"

I can see the tears through her eyes, she is smiling at me. What's going on?!

"Mammon!"

"U-uh? why? what happened?!"

She hugs me so tightly, I'm speechless. I don't know what to say, what to react because I'm afraid that this is only a dream.

"I-I finally remember everything!"

"Y-you remember?"

"I missed you so much, Mammon!"

I missed you too, MC.

"W-when we kissed... some flashbacks comes into my head but how?!"

"I-I don't know, but at least you finally remember everything but... my question is how are you alive?"

"Oh.."

She is now speechless, it's kinda awkward right now. She suddenly look away from me. "W-what's wrong?"

She didn't speak up, but I can hear her sobbing.

"MC?"

"I never wanted to die..."

"Huh?"

"I didn't want to leave you like that, it was... just fate that separated us. I've been gone for three years by your side, I'm sorry because I didn't fight for you then. I know how much it hurts for you when I passed away. I'm really really sorry, Mammon. Forgive me."

I give her forehead a kiss, then cups her cheeks. "Hey, listen! It wasn't your fault, it's an accident, okay? don't blame your self like that! I don't like ya blaming yourself because of your death. It wasn't never your fault."

"Still, I'm sorry..."

"You're not sorry, MC"

I hugged her, stroking her hair to make her feel better.

"Now, now we need to go back to the House of Lamentation."

She's about to stand up but suddenly she fall in her knees. I immediately grab her using my arms.

"What the hell?! MC? wake up!"

What the hell is this again?!

-

Second Person's Point of View

Mammon brought you to the House of Lamentation. He was shocked when you fainted then. He didn't know what to do but immediately brought you to the house.

Mammon was worried that he might lose you again, but he trusted you so much.

It's been 50 minutes, you're still not waking up. He kisses the top of your head, holding your hand.

"Why's she not waking up? it's almost an hour?!" Mammon yells.

Lucifer looks at Mammon with his worried eyes. He's literally worrying to his second bro, who's always greedy and chaotic at the same time but this time he is serious.

"Mammon..."

"No! I can't lose her again, if she... augh! what the hell is this again?!"

Mammon really suffered because of your death 3 years ago. He couldn't even eat his breakfast, lunch and his dinner. He lost his appetite when he lost you. He got depressed when you passed away, he couldn't even sleep because he was thinking about you.

Now, that he found out you're alive. He's not ready to lose you again. He is too afraid that you might left him behind and he don't want that.

Mammon trusts you so much, even though he's an idiot and a scummy second born, he still does care about you.

-

He asks Diavolo about MC, because he wanted to know the truth what's happening behind MC being alive?

"Huh?! What'd ya reincarnate?"

"Listen carefully, Mammon. MC reincarnated as an angel, she was allowed to live again but as an angel. She first came from the Celestial Realm before being sent to the human world that's because of she was destined to be an angel if she ever died."

Mammon is now speechless, his tears fall from his eyes dripping in his cheeks. He's feeling happy right now but can't still express it.

You were able to live again with the love of your life. You're now finally an immortal like them.

"I-I don't know what I'm goin' to say 'bout this b-but... I'm so happy." Mammon said smiling.

"I'm happy for you, Mammon and I'm also happy for myself because we're able to be with her again."

Mammon could tell himself how much he's happy knowing you're going to be with him again. After suffering for 3 years, he's now able to tell you everything he wanted to tell. He really missed you so much.

-

You finally woke up after being in coma for 3 days. You're now also happy because you're going to spend your time with Mammon one more time.

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL STOPPP!"

You tickles him nonstop, while him trying to stop you.

"Nopeee~"

"Stop, MC. It tickles- D'AAAHHH!"

"Okay, fine!"

"*breathes heavily* It really tickles me-"

"I just missed being with you."

"I was just the same, I missed you too."

"Can you say something in three words?"

"What?!"

"Do you want me to repeat it?"

"I...well-"

"I said, can you say something in three words?"

"Of course, I can."

"Then, say it!"

"I love you."

You give him some kisses after he say the three words towards you.

"Prove me..."

"WHAT?! I ALREADY SAY IT TO YA!"

"Hmm, nope! prove meee!"

"MC?!"

"No more cuddles!!!"

"Oh hell! fine!"

-

And that new BEGINNING is now over.

The END

[applepi-1]

He's afraid of hurting you

Tsukishima x Y/n

Terushima x y/n

Atsumu x y/n

Warnings: fluff

Mentions of rape on Atusma's part.... sorry :(

Also I do request…

-596 words-

You and Tsuki have been friends for as long as you remember, it's always been you, Tsukishima, and Yamaguchi. Always. But somehow you fell for the tall salty dino-loving jerk. You guys did everything together and you were the only other person he tolerated. When you met the team people asked Yamaguchi if you guys were dating, both laughing until you saw Tsukishima. You ran to him and began to bug him, much to everyone's shock (except Yama) when the tall boy smiled softly down at you.

Tsukishima also fell for you, but... he was scared, he covered his feelings with salty comments, but with you he could never, you were his soft spot. He always admired the way you smiled, laugh, or the face you make when you were concentrated or were nervous. He finds it adorable, but he won't tell you that. He'll tease you about how your face looks, but you'd laugh it off.

So, come to both of your surprises when you confess. It was a normal Tuesday, except it was just you two walking home, since Yamaguchi was sick. "Hey, Tsuki, can I be honest with you?" You asked once y'all reached your house.

"Would you rather lie?"

"No, god no... but uh, I like you..." You nervously messed with your fingers. You felt as if your heart was hitting your ribcage as hard as Oikawa serves a ball. Tsukishima felt as if he was dreaming, feeling his stomach twist and his heard dance. But... still fear ate at the boy.

"I like you too..." You smiled immediately. "But I can't be with you." And immediately faded.

"What...?" What kind of confession it that, he began to panic as he saw tears form.

"It's not that I don't want to be, Y/n, trust me, I do... but..." The words got stuck in his throat, he's not used to being this vulnerable. "I-I'm scared..." Your eyes grew at how soft his voice was, he was biting his lip so he didn't show his feelings.

"W-Why...?" You watch him tug on his jersey, the showers were down so none of the players thought of changing.

"I... I don't want to hurt you..."

"Is this about, E/n?" You asked, talking about the bitch who left Tsukishima for her best friend. He said something uncalled for, but that didn't give her the right to cheat and blame Tsukishima.

"Maybe... no, this is about how I'm not good in relationships, the last one I was in, she cheated on because of what I said to her... I.."

"I would never." You finished his sentence making him look at you. "Tsuki, you guys got into an argument, big deal. Couples argue you salty dino." Tsukishima surpassed a laugh as you continued, "It did not give her the right to cheat because you called her out for flirting with that idiot she cheated on you with. I know you loved her, but... I'm not her. If we fight, I'll sit in front of you despite your harsh words. Just like I always do. The only guy I want to flirt with or have my attention is you." He looked down at you and felt his shoulders drop.

"R-Really?" You grabbed his face and smiled.

"I'm willing to do this if you are..." He looked down at you before wrapping his arms around you, you sighed into him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I don't deserve you... I love you so much, Y/n..." You smiled leaning into your best friend, your now boyfriend.

"I love you too, Tsuki."

-751 words-

You sighed into your seat, watching your best friend flirt up a storm with someone else. Kazuma Bobata knew of your feelings, and of the feelings of #1, Yūji Terushima. He sighed and sat next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder making you jump and look away from your crush. "Oh, Kazuma. Hi." He just gave you a look, you furred your brows, what crawled up his ass? "Everything good, Kaz?"

"No, our friend is hurting you." You raised your brows. "Don't deny it, I'm not stupid." He said once he saw you about to open your mouth, you sighed and looked down.

"How long...?"

"Since we met." I sighed again resting my head in my hands.

"What do I do...?"

"Confess you, idiot." You looked up to him immediately, Terushima looked in your direction hearing Kazuma call you an idiot.

"What, no?!" You didn't mean to yell but you did, your best friend left the girl standing there confused as he walked over to you, seeing you laugh a little.

"Everything okay, Y/n?"

"Huh?" Your face reddens hoping he didn't hear Kazuma say something about confessing.

"I'm trying to get her to confess to her crush." You immediately whipped your head to Kazuma.

"Dude!" You slapped his arm, Terushima felt his heartbreak, wincing a little, but it went unnoticed to you both.

"How about you practice on Terushima?"

"What..... /////-/////" Both of you blushed and looked at Kazuma who knew exactly what he was doing.

"Yeah, it'll help you both, Terushima needs to confess to his crush as well." Terushima so badly wanted to hit his friend, but he was right.

"Oh... I..."

"Fine." You looked at your friend in shock, "I... I-I'll help." His heart tugged and winced at his words, as long as your happy, right...? You blinked a couple times...

"Uh... okay...? U-Um, w-when...?"

"After school..."

--

You sighed into your bed, looking at your best friend's eyes. Sighing this is difficult, think of him as someone else. "Okay. Okay. I like you, a lot, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I do. I have since we were running on the playground laying at how stupid a kid looked, and... I like you despite you flirting with every girl you see..." As you continued to list why you liked him with your eyes closed, Terushima felt a smile form on his face, you like him? Once you finished and opened your eyes and saw he was smiling... it that a good sign, then you remembered. "Right... uh, your turn to... p-practice your c-confession..." It hurt you to say practice, you wish this was real.

"Oh... uh, right... Look, I like you so much, but... I don't think it'd work." What?

"Dude, horrible confession, what are you trying to do? Hurt her, make her happy, and confused?"

"Shut up and let me finish." You sighed and punched his shoulder, indicating your listening. "I like you a lot, but... I don't want to be the one hurting you in the end, Y/n... I can't do that. Not to you. I hate myself for letting my ex walk away because I chose to flirt with someone else. But with you... I... I can't do that... It pains me to flirt with other girls when the only girl I want to flirt with is you... But it won't last, I'll fuck up eventually." Congrats, Terushima, you made me happy, sad, and confused.

"I... I'm sorry... what the fuck gives you the right to have this all one-sided." His eyes widen a little, he should've known you had something to say. "So what your ex left, I'm not them, Teru. I like you, hell I fell in love with you and I trust you. If you fuck up and flirt with someone we'll talk it out, not just call it quits, or if you feel the need to flirt with someone, pretend not to know me, and flirt up a storm you dumbass." He laughed a little grabbing your face, but you weren't done. "I love you, you, I know you like me, Teru... but, I love you, and I love all your mistakes, I mean, I stuck around this far haven't I...? Doesn't that mean something... Hm." He cut your rambling off pressing his lips firmly to yours.

"You talk too much." He kissed you again, this time you shivered as the coldness of his tongue ring hit your lip. "I love you. God, I love you."

-959 words-

Atsumu knew giving you a spare key to his house was foolish. But he wanted to make sure you knew you were welcome, when you reached his house it was 2 in the am, and you needed your best friend more than anything. You took out your spare key and opened his door, jumping when you see Osamu in the kitchen. "Ah, welcome home, Y/n." You laughed shutting the door quietly behind you.

"H-Hi... O-Osamu..." He looked over in your direction immediately noticing the way your voice went high and the way you choked on your words.

"Y-Y/n... did something happen?" You pulled your hand over your mouth, keeping your sobs quiet, Osamu immediately dashed to you, leaving what he was doing in the kitchen. "Oi... ya okay?" You shooked your head as he wrapped his arms around you, letting you sob into his chest. "Talk to me, Y/n..." Osamu was like your big brother, he knows of your feelings toward his twin.

"I... I went on a date..." He sat you down on the couch, giving you some room. "I... H-he... took me to a cafe... and after we ate and stuff... I felt... d-dizzy... and... I c-couldn't stop him..." Atsuma walked down feeling thirsty when he heard your voice, he stopped on the stairs looking at you. "H-How do I... tell A-Atsumu...?" He watched as his brother kissed your head and brought you into his chest.

"Do you want me to tell him...?" He watched as you shook your head. "Just... be honest with him." Atsumu sniffed the air and spoke.

"Is something burning...?" You turn your attention to the other twin. Osamu immediately got up and ran to the kitchen. Atsumu looked at you and noticed how you wouldn't meet his eyes. "Y/n...?" He couldn't help but think you were crying and asking for advice on how to tell him something, he thinks you're seeing his brother, and don't know how to tell him. But boy is he far off.

"I... I need to talk to you... Osamu k-knows a-already..." He looked down at you confused, taking his brother's spot next to you.

"Y/n..." He wants to tell you he knows, but something about your face is saying to wait.

"I... I... I c-can't..." You buried your face into his chest, he was taken back but immediately hugged you. "I... I don't know why I can't... tell you... the words just... won't come out..." He furred his brows, hoping his misreading things.

"It's just me, Y/n." You broke down more, that's the thing, you didn't even want to go on a date, but, you wanted to get rid of your feelings for the blonde twin. You know he'd never like you, but he does. He really does.

"T-That's the p-point..." Osamu came back in and tapped your shoulder.

"I-I don't know much, about ya s-situation, but, here..." You grabbed the water from him and smiled lightly, that confirmed it, he was misreading things.

"Y/n...?" You looked down at your cup.

"Hey, just tell him what you told me."

"Okay..." He furred his brows and sighed.

"Y/n-"

"I was raped." You blurted out cutting Atsumu off... out of all things. He never expected that, Osamu sat there rubbing your shoulder.

"You... what...?"

"She went on a date, got dizzy after..." Atsumu sat closer to you, pulling you into his chest, rubbing your back softly.

"I..." The words got stuck in his throat. "I... will y-you be able to... sleep...?" You laughed at how careful he's being.

"C-Can I stay, w-with you... tonight...?"

"Ya guys can take the guest room, so ya can talk privately, and not annoy me." You both laughed, Atsumu helped you stand before leading you to the bed.

"Ya can take the bed." You gave him a look.

"I, uh, please don't make me sleep alone." He looked at you and sighed.

"I won't," He rubbed your arms gently. He laid over the covers as you laid under, you laughed. "What?"

"I don't bite." He laughed getting under the covers. He watched as you closed your eyes, scooting a little closer. "You can close your eyes and try to sleep you know."

"Sorry, I might not be able to sleep. I usually sleep without a shirt."

"Oh. Then take your shirt off, ya goof." He froze for a second, but slowly sat up, slipping his shirt over his head. He laid back down resting on his back. "Better?"

"Yeah." You nuzzled closer sighing a little.

"Uh, Tsumu, can uh, can you hold me..." He looked at you and saw how you weren't meeting his eyes.

"Come here," you nuzzled your head into his chest letting his arm drape over your shoulder, rubbing it softly, you let out a shaky breath. "Better?"

"Hm, thank you... Tsumu." He squeezed you in response. Once he felt your body get heavier, he kissed your head.

"I'd do anything for ya, I love ya, ya idiot. But... I don't want to hurt ya..." You smiled slightly before looking up making Atsumu turn a deep red. "I thought ya were asleep."

"Eh, but for the record, I love you too... to be honest, I went on the date because... I thought you didn't like me so..."

"Hm, so it's my fault." You sat up immediately as he looked like he was about to cry.

"No, god no."

"If I would have grown a pair, and told you how I felt... none of this would have happened."

"And I wouldn't be here, laying next to you." You traced your fingers over his abs, "I wouldn't be touching you like this." You leaned down pecking his lips. "Kissing you."

"No, no, we'd still do that." You both laugh cuddling into each other. "I love ya."

"I love you too. And you could never hurt me."

[ibuki-loves-you]

We'll meet again... (Hajime Hinata x Reader)

Warnings: Angst, death, mentions of hanging, mentions of sl/t throat

Mod Ibuki: This is a little something @call-me-ko and I wrote together! It's based off of Chapter 4 of SDR2. Y/N takes Ibuki's place in the murder. I hope you enjoy!

Two lovers laid in eachothers' arms. Hajime Hinata, his ultimate unknown, and Y/N L/N, the ultimate Y/T.

Hajime's eyes fluttered open. He winced at the bright light. When his eyes adjusted, he turned his head to look at his sleeping lover. He took his right hand that was around Y/N to their hair, gently stroking their head.

Hajime slowly stopped, placing the fingertips of his other hand on their forehead. After feeling an unnatural temperature, he pressed his lips against their forehead to double check. After a moment, Hajime retracted his head back.

That's not good...

"S/O...hey." Hajime gently shook their shoulder. Y/N opened their eyes silently. They looked up at Hajime, receiving a comforting smile in return.

"Hey...morning." Hajime whispered, looking for any trace of sickness in their features. Y/N blinked. "Good morning. How are you?" They asked stiffly. Hajime winced. "I'm...okay. How are you?" Y/N patted his chest. "I feel fine. We should go to the dining hall. Everyone is waiting."

With that, Y/N stood up. Their face remained stoic. Hajime placed a hand at the small of their back.

"You have a fever...are you sure? Maybe you should just lie down and I'll tell the others you aren't feeling well." Hajime offered. Y/N shook their head.

"I am fine. There's no need to worry."

He should've known

He should've known

If he pushed a little harder, he wouldn't be in this position.

He wouldn't have to see his lover dangling from a rope around their neck with a bag on their head.

"I-I c-can't...I need air." Hajime muttered. Everyone nodded in understanding.

Hajime pushed through the double doors and slowly pushed down the wall. He buried his face in his knees and began sobbing. He felt as if he couldn't breathe.

His significant other. His sweet, harmless significant other.

Hajime would never get that image out of his head.

With a deep breath, Hajime stood up. He walked back into the music venue with a sigh.

Y/N's body was no longer on the support beam. Gundham, Kazuichi, and Fuyuhiko had helped laid the body down while the others occupied themselves investigating Hiyoko's body.

"I didn't even notice Hiyoko died too.." Hajime thought. A pair of fingers snapped in front of him.

"Hey, I'm sorry." Fuyuhiko said apatheticly. He looked down at this shoes. "We all cared about them. I have no clue who did it." He added. Hajime didn't respond, just stared at Y/N. Their face was hidden by Mikan examining them.

"So what happened?" Hajime asked bluntly. Fuyuhiko looked taken aback, but quickly recovered. "They were strangled beforehand. That's really all we know. And that's it's warm as fuck in here...can someone turn down the damn heat!?" Fuyuhiko yelled.

"No! It may pertain to the investigation!" Nagito walked out of the storage room. "It makes it harder to investigate the body, we can't determine a time of death because of the temperature. Leave it, please." Nagito ordered. Fuyuhiko rolled his eyes. "Of fucking course. Because this can't be easy."

Soon enough, it was time for the trial.

"I think it's best to assume the murder weapon is the rope." Nagito started.

"This is real..." Hajime mumbled. "Hajime, you want justice for Y/N, right?" Chiaki asked calmly. Hajime looked up and nodded. "Of course I do." Chiaki nodded in response. "Then we need to get through this trial. Give yourself closure and make Y/N proud." Hajime took a shaky breath and nodded.

"Make Y/N proud..." Hajime whispered to himself. "...I won't let you down."

"Then the killer must have gotten the bag from the theater!" Hajime exclaimed. Everyone nodded in agreement. "This proves Y/N didn't commit a murder-suicide." Nagito responded. "H-How?" Mikan questioned.

"Because that bag was a limited item. It was buy one, get one, that was that. And I know for a fact Y/N never went to the theater." Hajime explained. He looked over at your stand, expected a smile for making a good point. He felt a pang in his chest when all he was met with was your portrait.

Mikan let out an exasperated sigh under her breath. "That brings us down to who watched the movie motive, right?" Kazuichi asked. Hajime nodded. "...Then who watched the motive video?" Gundham added. Everyone looked at eachother.

"Well, shit." Fuyuhiko cursed. "We all know that no one is gonna fess up. So-" "We're stuck." Hajime finished. Fuyuhiko nodded in agreement.

Everyone stood silent, contemplating their next move.

"I think I may be able to help you."

All heads turned to the 9th podium.

"Y-Y/N?" Hajime mumbled. Y/N sent him a smile.

"The one and only." Their attire returned back to their uniform, not the hospital gown they died in. Everything seemed normal...then Hajime looked at the hand that gripped the podium.

"W-What happened to your hand?" Hajime stuttered. Y/N raised their arm, examining it. It was black and silver, evidently metal. Y/N sighed. "Accident, that's not import-"

"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU ALIVE!?" Mikan screeched. "Mikan?" Akane asked, confusion evident in her tone. "I WATCHED THE LIGHT GO OUT IN YOUR EYES. HOW ARE YOU HERE?! I DON'T U-UNDERSTAND!" Mikan screamed. Her eyes began swirling. "Can you stop screaming? It's annoying." Nagito said, a scoff following the statement. Mikan snapped her head in his direction. "Annoying? Well, I think you'd have the same reaction if you put yourself in my shoes." Mikan said darkly, her tone dropping to a near hum.

Hajime scowled. "Was that a confession?" He asked. Mikan smiled. "I suppose there is no hiding it now...yes, it was." Fuyuhiko's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "What the hell has gotten into you?" He growled. "Chick's lost it, that's what!" Akane responded.

Mikan let out a sigh. It had sounded like she had been dreaming. "My beloved wanted them...Hiyoko just happened to walk in as I was committing the crime." She paused. "IT'S NOT MY FAULT! MY BELOVED WANTED THEM! SO FORGIVE ME!" Mikan screamed. Everyone jumped. Y/N glared at Mikan. "There you go...mine and Hiyoko's killer. Hajime, can you please end this?" Hajime gazed at them. Y/N sent a comforting smile his way, as if telling him that he could do it. Hajime nodded. "So here's what happened..."

Hajime spent a few moments giving a rundown of the murder. From how Y/N was strangled to how Hiyoko had her throat slit.

"Isn't that right, Mikan Tsumiki, the Ultimate Nurse?" Hajime finished. Mikan giggled. "Just let me see my beloved already~"

Mikan was dragged off to her execution. Y/N stood behind Hajime, their real hand in his shoulder.

Hajime swung around and embraced them, sobbing into their shoulder. Hajime cradled their head with one of his hands. Y/N held him close and whispered hushed assurances.

"I-I'm so sorry! I should've forced you to stay. I-If I did, t-then we would get out together. I-I'm so s-sorry-"

"You'll see them again." Hajime looked up from Y/N's shoulder, face red from crying. He was met with himself, except one eye was red. Everyone looked at the three in confusion.

"W-What?" Hajime questioned weakly. The man repeated himself. "I know how much it hurts, I am you afterall. You will see them again, don't worry." 'Hajime' explained. 'Hajime' placed a hand on Y/N's unoccupied shoulder. He gently tugged them back. 'Hajime' took their hand, lacing their fingers together.

"I love you, Hajime. Don't forget that." Y/N said. They gave him one last smile and seemingly disappeared with the other Hajime.

"...I love you too, Y/N. Forever and always."

[i-need-air]

Meeting small Hawks.

Pairing: Hawks x Reader.

Summary: HCs about what would happen if you're sent in the past (thanks to a villain quirk) with Hawks and meet tiny Hawks.

Notes: Love the "Their kid came from the future because of this quirk thingy and now they meet their daddas" so I thought what would it be if we reversed it. Hope you enjoy! ♥

× you coincidentally ran into each other (which happened often) when you were both patrolling

× he's always so smug and flirty with you but today he was extra about it

× like holy shit this man knows how to compliment but whatever, no big deal

× the thing is you're just at the point where you kinda lowkey are realizing you have feelings for this smug idiot but you're also kinda denying it because Hawks screams trouble, also you don't trust him; does he flirt like this with anyone??? why is he teasing you so much????? he's too hot to be real???????

× he was praising you because you reached Top 20s when someone screamed for help

× a young kid recognized you both and told you that there's a robbery he escaped from, explaining there are some guys at a jewelry store near-by so y'all just rush there

× well you kinda fell behind cuz he's like already in front of the store talking to the masked robbers like they're just chatting about the weather, although he was just negotiating and telling them casually to let the employees and the civilians inside the store out

× so when he sees you tho, he winks at you and in a blink the robbers were on the ground

× so you just alright then fucking show off 😒 because he waited for you to see him be a little shit

× so while everything is settling, you both going inside the store to check on everyone, he twists his head fastly towards you then rushes to your frame, grabbing you while you turn just in time to see another masked robber (seems he was hiding) that was about to touch your shoulder. although Hawks pulled you to him just in time, so he was barely tapped on the cheek instead of you

× and then you see white

× so when you can finally see again around you, a sensation of dizziness running through your body, you notice Hawks hugging you like really, really tight

× also... did the villain teleport you? both of you were in what seemed a random office building or sumthn

× he brushes it off but you can see that he's worried because y'all fucked up man

× he's scolding himself, he should've paid more attention but you were there, existing, so stunning and the way you rolled your eyes at him? gorgeous, like pls do it again he's a simp for u & now he's paying the price for it like boy–

× anywho! he looked around and sent some feathers to just map the place while you were trying to figure out wth was going on

× meanwhile Hawks was just noticing stuff; he knew these halls, he knew that three doors from there, he'd take Hero History class, he knew the floor below them was a training ground, he knew the door just behind them was where he–

× so you were confusion to say at least, looking at the plain white walls, searching for something, anything actually

× doors had signs on them but very vague, like that one door with the letter K on it, the others labeled C1, C2 and C3, everything spotless and dead looking

× "Sorry, dove, hate to interrupt that cute and intense thinking face of yours but we have to bolt" he said, pointing at the cameras

× so y'all just hide, you thinking without purpose but he was actually leading you somewhere, that somewhere being a floor below

× "we've been seen here and we shouldn't be" or more likely this place should have been destroyed years ago he thought but dreaded the thought of the Commission finding another kid like him

× you question where you're going but he just smirks at you

× there's no people anyway but you avoid places where cameras are pointing at so it makes you feel suspish, but you trust #2 Hero's judgment; he was #2 for a reason, right?

× you reach a door with a sign saying Surveillance and you ooooooooh real smooth for a second, big bird brain there

× and he has no difficulty unlocking it with two of his feathers (him winking at you again, show off pt. 2)

× you're basically ordered to look-out mainly cuz he didn't want you to catch a glimpse at the cameras; if the commission was doing this again, it should be Top Secret

× but what he doesn't fucking expect is to see you on the screen, legit full in the middle of the camera view (pls he cries inside why did u guys avoid all the cams–) and a tiny frame approaching you

× mainly same energy as And I OOP– plus moment of realization

× back to you: looking around super-sneaky until you hear a noise and you decide to explore around the corner but when you find nothing you turn around

× "Uhm, who are you?" you hear a tiny voice behind you and you jump in place because holy shit it was so quiet and now someone's there and you almost die of a heart attack

× turning around, ready to fight, you just find a tiny human being

× adorable human being with... weird similar eye-markings like Hawks and tiny, fluffy, adorable red wings

× you die in the spot cuz???????? adorable child cosplaying the guy you like?????????????? wait what? like? uhm bad brain bad

× so you just crouch down to his height and smile at the baby while he looks at you with big confused yellow eyes that are waaaaay too similar to Hawks'; and that freaks you out, did the mf have a love child or something because they're copy-paste

× "Are you my new teacher?" he asked again, small smile on his features and hnnnggg ♥

× but you shake your head, telling him you're just passing by

× he looks a lil disappointed but nods, fidgeting with the Endeavor in his hands, to which you laugh quietly

× "so you're a Hawks fan I see?"

× he blinks at you, golden eyes wide with confusion and he asks "who?" and u OOP–

× the kid knows who Endeavor is or at least has a plushie of him but is cosplaying as Hawks and never heard of him like??? unless??????? you calm yourself and chill because maybe he didn't know who Endeavor is and he thought it was a random toy and the cosplaying you had no actual excuse for but even worse when he just:

× "but I am a big fan of Endeavor, see?" he said, small excitement coming from him, toy still in his hands now raised in front of your vision, smol chubby hands hounding it safely but proudly

× hnnnngggg ♥ ♥

× "what's your name, little angel?" you ask him as you really try to connect the dots here

× "I'm Takami Keigo and I just moved here" he smiled at you so softly "I'm here to become a hero like Endeavor"

× you'd have to search for Hawks now because this was very, very suspicious but for now you just loved the little kid, deciding you wanted one (maybe you should snatch him 👀)

× and talking about your favorite winged hero, he was having a mental breakdown in the Surveillance room, no biggie; he figured it out while looking at the rooms on the screens, specially the training area, and then at his mini-self talking to you

× so he sends some feathers to you to drag you back to him discreetly

× nothing can be discreet with you because as you were telling smol Keigo that he's gonna be the best hero ever and so on, a feather tapped you on the back and you just screech cuz WHO DAT, you turn to see the feather and feel your soul coming back into your body

× but tiny Keigo sees it too and he's thrilled because look look i can do that too! but with smol feathers and your soul just departs from your person yet again

× because that ain't a cosplay

× that is Hawks.

× while you stop functioning as way-too-adorable-baby-Hawks uses his feathers lift the Endeavor toy to your hands, you just take it and stare

× "did you like it?" golden eyes shining proudly at you; hnnnggggg ♥️♥️♥️

× snapping out of it, you compliment him telling him he's the coolest while taking the toy from him and try to catch one of his feathers jokingly, making him do a cute giggle

× and Keigo, this time big boy Keigo is waiting behind the corner because he really doesn't want to be seen by himself? one feather waiting on the key set to delete all video footage, prepared to bolt the shit out of there yet... he was just waiting for something, not even knowing what himself

× yet he knew as you made mini-him (?) (he's still having an existencial crisis) laugh again his heart squeezes, but he doesn't have time to savor it anymore

× "Keigo, where did you go?" a male voice startled the 3 of you and you p a n i c™

× but not as much as big Hawks tho, he sends all his feathers to drag you away instantly

× the last image on smol baby Hawks is him being startled as he tried to reach for you as you were forcefully yanked away, a suited up man appearing, catching a glimpse of you for a second then alarms blowing everywhere

× Hawks had it all planned as he yanked you to his body, rushing towards an opened window, commanding his feather to delete the security footage and going back to him

× and when he jumped, you in his arms, you saw white again

× you both appear in the same location that you vanished from, just in the middle of the jewelry store as cops were walking around, secluding the zone

× Congrats, you gave the cops a frighten; good times 💕

× so you're in his arms (a g a i n but nobody's complaining 👀)

× and he just smiles down at you so tenderly you almost shiver in place, never seeing that face on him before and it makes you feel Things™, he just runs his hand on your shoulder blade as he wraps his wings closer to you two, cops just startled and confused but none of you cared

× you wanted to touch his cheek as you're finally embracing your feelings after what just happened

× you're looking at Takami Keigo

× so you move your hand and something falls out of your embrace, since y'all are high on adrenaline it spooks the f outta both

× looking at your side you see the Endeavor toy, a small, fluffy feather stuck in its small toy belt

× and you panic because yOu basically just fucking stole a toy from a little kid and you're about to tear up and he just looks at you with his brows raised cuz my boy wasn't expecting that

× "Hey, hey, it's okay" he says through a chuckle, stop being so adorable

× but no it's not okay? the smol baby loved Endeavor and you took the toy and you keep calling mini-keigo smol baby and Hawks' heart is playing heavy metal in his chest and he has this goofy stupid adorable smile on his face and

× he leans down to kiss you

× soft, sweet, he breathes you in yet keeps the smile on his lips

× "Mini-me didn't mind, I'm sure" (white lies, white lies)

× but you, all flustered, just panic again because AAAAA and you just give him the toy, telling him you're some years later but it's his to which he sees ✨ ✨ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ✨ ✨ in his mind around you while you ramble and talk and blush and oh god he loves you– wait what.

× "Well, little dove, I think I have some explaining to do" he whispered above your lips, taking in your flushed face (was living for the moment ngl) "How about we talk about it while we grab lunch? Hmm?"

× "I'd like that, Hawks."

× "Oh, when we're alone, you know what to call me." he whispered in your ear then turned to the police officers that just witnessed everything...

× wait, is that a crowd of people outside with their phones out?

× oh fu–

Look at this smol babey! LOOK!

Art is made by the amazing @kadeart, I'm surprised I found out about them just now, they're amazingly talented. Check out all their stuff!

[houseisekai]

House Isekai Short: Time with Doomguy (Part 1, Phantom Thieves)

With Doomguy's fight against the forces of hell finally over, he disappears from his world, until they need him once more.

...Until then, he has plenty of time to kill instead of demons. He decides to pay a visit to the members of House Isekai, the first stop being Tokyo with the Phantom Thieves...

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Time: 1 year after the events of House Isekai: Shadowbringers, DOOM Eternal/Persona 5 Royal...

[Beneath the Mask (Instrumental) - Persona 5 OST]

- Doomguy sat calmly on the train, looking at the map on his visor.

- He had never been to Japan before. Well, when it wasn't on fire.

- Now that he thought about it, he had never visited Earth during a time of peace.

(VEGA) "The members appeared to be scattered, with Akira and Morgana being the farthest. Sumire and Akechi are unable to be found. However, some appear to be in Yongen Jaya, the members being Futaba, Ann, and Ryuji."

- Doomguy nodded and shut off his map. When he got a look at everyone else, they appeared to not be paying too much attention.

- Maybe they thought he was cosplaying.

- Doomguy made no comment as he just patiently waited for the train to arrive at the station...

...

- Ann, Ryuji, and Futaba exited the supermarket carrying all sorts of goods with them.

(Futaba) "Oof, this is heavy!"

(Ryuji) "Here, lemme help with that!"

Ryuji took some of the bags as Ann set some of the bags on the floor.

(Ann) "Think we should've grabbed a few baskets?"

(Ryuji) "Nah, we can do it all in one trip. Saves us time!"

(Futaba) "Yeah, we can speedrun it no problem! Just gimme a sec and we can pick up the pace."

- Futaba stretched her arms as a couple passed by them.

(Man) "Did you see that weird man in green armor?"

(Woman) "Of course I did, kinda hard to not notice someone that huge!"

(Man) "I-I think he had a gun! We should get moving home."

(Woman) "I-I think it was just a costume, at least I hope."

(Ann) ?

(Ryuji) "Wassup?"

(Ann) "Doesn't that sound...familiar?"

(Futaba) "What does?"

(Ann) "They were talking about a huge guy in green armor carrying a gun."

(Ryuji) "Eh? In the city or...?"

(Futaba) "It's probably just a cosplayer or something."

(Ann) "Hm. I think we should probably keep our eye ou-OH MY GOD!"

(Ryuji) "What are ya-HOLY SHIT!"

(Futaba) "EEP!"

[My Homie - Persona 5 OST]

- The three of them jumped when they saw Doomguy towering over them.

(Ann) "S-Slayer-sensei?!"

(Ryuji) "THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, MAN?!"

(Futaba) "How did we not hear that?! N-No wait!"

- Futaba was the first to notice his shotgun on his back.

(Futaba) "You gotta put those guns away, you're probably freaking everyone out!"

- Doomguy shrugged and grabbed his shotgun by the stock.

(VEGA) "Opening portal now."

(Everyone) !!!

(Ann) "W-WAIT A-"

- A portal opened behind Doomguy, catching everyone's attention as he tossed his weapon in there, making the portal casually close.

(Man) "WHAT IN THE WORLD?!"

(Woman) "Did you see that?!"

(Ryuji) "OOOOH MAN, YOU JUST MADE THINGS WORSE!"

- Doomguy looked around him and noticed the panic, but he simply just shrugged.

- Trying her best to ignore the screaming, Ann got behind Doomguy and started to shove him towards Leblanc.

- Well, try to anyway. She just angrily leaned against him, trying with all her might to even make him budge.

(Ann) "C-COME ON NOW, INTO LEBLANC!"

(Futaba) "MAKE LIKE A BANANA AND SPLIT, SLAYER!"

- Doomguy shrugged again and headed towards the cafe with Sojiro.

DINGALING!

(Sojiro) "Oh, welco-" ?!

(Futaba) "H-Hey, Sojiro."

(Ann) "Hiiiii....boss?"

(Ryuji) "...Yeah, I ain't got nothing."

- Doomguy offered a simple wave, but Sojiro couldn't find a response.

- Doomguy made his way over to the stools and sat down, pointing to an item on the menu.

(Sojiro) "...Uh-"

(VEGA) "He wishes for the house special."

- Sojiro's head slowly turned to Futaba.

(Futaba) "Heheh uh...long story."

(Ryuji) "You see he's from another-"

(Ann) "COUNTRY! Yeah, he's American, HUUUGE cosplayer nerd!"

(Futaba) "Y-Yup! Scarily good looking too! That voice you heard is like a text to speech device!"

(Sojiro) "And...he's your friend?"

(Ryuji) "Uh, oh totally! He's helped us with our English courses!"

- Sojiro slowly turned to Doomguy.

(Sojiro) "...I see. I'll go ahead and get his order..."

- He slowly reached under the counter, keeping a close eye on him.

(Sojiro) "Anyways, you kids get the ingredients for the party?"

(Ann) "...OH CRAP WE TOTALLY FORGOT!"

(Futaba) "W-We'll be right back! Slayer, be nice!"

(Sojiro) "Wait, his name is 'Slayer'? The hell kinda name is-"

- The three quickly left the cafe before he could get his answer, leaving Sojiro and Doomguy alone.

(Sojiro) "..."

(Doomguy) "..."

(Sojiro) "...Hmph."

...

DINGALING!

(Makoto) "Hello!"

(Yusuke) "We have arrived with our supplies."

(Haru) "I hope we didn't keep you-" !!!

- Ryuji, Ann, and Futaba sat awkwardly at the booths as Doomguy was calmly drinking from his coffee cup and eating the curry.

(Haru) "...U-Um..."

(Ryuji) "Before ya ask, no, we have no idea why he's here."

(Sojiro) "You kids know this guy too?!"

(Yusuke) "He was our combat instructor in Fodlan..."

(Sojiro) "...What?!"

(Futaba) "INARI!"

- As chaos erupted among the group, Doomguy continued appreciating Sojiro's cooking.

- 'This is REALLY good', Doomguy thought to himself.

(VEGA) "We are simply here on vacation. He decided to visit Tokyo first."

(Ann) "You'd think he would at least put away his weapons before arriving to our place first, jeez..."

(Makoto) "He what?!"

(Ryuji) "Opened an 'effin portal too in front of the public..."

(Haru) "Oh...Oh dear."

(Yusuke) "I only pray the authorities will not question him, I remember too well how the Knights reacted to him-"

(Sojiro) "Would someone tell me who he is?! What are you all even on about?!"

(Makoto) "W-Well Boss, we call him the 'Doom Slayer'."

(Sojiro) "...In a way that makes sense?!"

(Futaba) "I mean we DO have a few hours before Akira comes back..."

(VEGA) "Shall I get the recordings?"

(Ann) "I think that would just confuse him more..."

- Doomguy nodded in agreement.

(Ryuji) "Screw it, kinda hard to hide the truth when we got a gorilla in plate armor in front of him."

- Doomguy raised an eyebrow.

(Ryuji) "SH-SHIT! NOT AN INSULT, I MEAN, I DIDN'T MEAN-"

(Haru) "I can only pray Akira arrives faster now..."

[To be Continued]

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Change - Ch. 2 | F O U R

Pairing - Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 5,290

A/N - it’s been so long and I am so sorry for that, but here is the next chapter for Change!! I’ve been super busy the past couple of weeks with AP exams, a college class my school is letting me take early, and I’ve had a tiny bit of writer’s block. but I’m back and hope to be writing more updates really soon! let me know what you all think so far and I’m sorry in advance for the tears this chapter :((

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An inhuman like sob escaped Y/N's lips as she stared at the paper shaking her head. Before anyone could even blink, she was stumbling up out of her chair, almost knocking her chair over by her clumsy movements. The woman continued to shake her head while Bill quickly reached out to steady her, but the girl shook in his grasp.

"I can't breath. I can't breath," Y/N gasped, tears falling down faster now as it felt like her throat was closing. "This isn't happening. There's no fucking way this is happening."

"Y/N," Bill firmly said, his voice being enough to have the girl's eyes snap over to look at him while he grabbed her arms and held her steady. He gave her a look and subtly glanced over at Grayson who was staring at the papers with tear filled eyes and Y/N flinched. "You need to keep it together," Bill whispered.

Y/N knew he was right, but how could she when her cousin's life was on the line? All she could think about was how she had left him behind. She should've stayed. She should've gone to his house and checked on him before It could do anything.

But then there was Grayson. Her son who had spent his whole life growing up with her and Stan watching over him. Stan, the one who always bought new puzzles for the two to work on. Stan, the one who would bring Grayson to the book store before the two would spend hours reading together.

Stan may have been her cousin and best friend, but he was Grayson's Uncle Stanley and right now he didn't understand what was going on. Y/N needed to be there for him, even if she was terrified more than ever.

Numbly nodding to Bill, Y/N gently shook out of his grasp before going over to Grayson and placing a hand on his shoulder. Grayson instantly leaned into her touch, his eyes still focused on the papers before he looked up at his mother and then the rest of the group in panic.

"Why does it say Stanley?" Eddie finally asked, breaking the tense silence that had fallen upon the group. No one responded and Eddie clenched his jaw before looking around with wide eyes full of panic. "Someone else fucking answer me!"

Before anyone could, the whole table shook. "Holy shit," Eddie muttered before the table jerked again. Grayson was up on his feet in no time, Y/N wrapping an arm around him as they slowly began to back away while Bill inched in front of them to block them from whatever was coming.

"What the fuck," Grayson whispered as soon as his eyes locked on the bowl of fortune cookies that were all trembling. Y/N inhaled sharply, the arm in front of Grayson pushing him back a bit more as a fortune cookie flew out of the bowl and landed on the table in front of them.

Beverly let out a small yelp while Y/N took another step back. She had a really bad feeling about this and it seemed she was right because at that moment the fortune cookie broke a bit to reveal some sort of creature coming out of the cookie as if it were an egg.

Everyone jumped back and Richie stared at the thing with wide eyes of disbelief before saying, "What the fuck is that, man?"

The fortune cookie broke some more as a creature crawled out. Y/N barely even had time to process what the hell the thing was before it let out a cry that sounded a lot like a baby. In fact, the head of creature looked like the head of a baby, its body a different creature that Y/N could not decipher at the moment due to her own fear.

"Woah. Woah."

"What the fuck?"

And if things couldn't get anymore creepier, the baby insect looking thing grew wings. Grayson was gripping onto his mother's arms in pure fright now, everyone jumping back again as the creature began to run across the table.

"Shit!" Richie muttered, more fortune cookies falling onto the table and opening up to reveal different creatures like an eye with tentacles. "Hey! Hey! That fortune cookie's looking at me!"

"Mom!" Grayson cried out as two fortune cookies broke open to reveal winged creatures resembling those of decaying birds. The Uris' didn't know what was happening to the others because before they could even blink the two demon birds flew straight towards them. Y/N and Grayson both yelled out in terror, the woman wrapping her arms around her son as she tried to shield him with her body while they stumbled back into a corner.

Y/N tried swatting at the creatures, but they only grew closer and closer until all she could do was bury her face into Grayson's shoulder as the two continued to yell and cry out.

It took a moment for the two creatures to finally fly away, but even then Y/N shouldn't have pulled her head away to look at what was happening. Her eyes widened in horror and Grayson was practically shaking in her arms, the two trying to come to terms that some burning goo was devouring the table while floating heads and blood filled the fish tanks around them.

"It's not real!" Mike exclaimed, but it was hard to believe him when everything looked pretty real to them.

"Y/N, watch out!" Beverly exclaimed before the flying creatures came back at them again.

Y/N screamed and Grayson had started to cry as they ducked further into the corner, Mike beginning to hit the table with a chair as he cried out, "It's not real! It's not real!"

"Everything alright?" a soft voice ask and all at once it was like everything had stopped.

Grayson was still shaking in his mother's grasp, the woman not quite better than him as she looked up with a tear stained face. The creatures, goo, and fortune cookies were all gone. In fact, the room looked completely normal except for the fact that a few things on the table were broken from Mike having whacked them with his chair.

By the doorway stood their waitress for the evening and she looked around at the group with wide eyes while Grayson let out a small sob and hugged his mother, muttering, "What the fuck? What the fuck?"

Richie glanced over at the young boy, his eyes softening as he realized Greyson was now exposed to the horrors Richie wished he could forget. Swallowing thickly, he looked to the waitress and tried to act natural as he said, "Yeah. Yeah. Could we get the check?"

The waitress hesitantly nodded before walking out, leaving the group to their stunned silence. It was only when Y/N and Bill locked eyes that the girl broke the silence with a gasp, her eyes wide as she whispered out.

"Stanley."

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"This is what Pennywise does, right? He fucks with us," Eddie muttered as the group hurriedly walked towards the exit of Jade of the Orient. "Stanley's probably fine."

Waiting for the check had given them all enough time to calm down enough to where they were more just hyper aware of everything around them instead of shaking and crying.

In fact, the adults were pissed. Whether that was because of Mike or Pennywise was still unclear.

Grayson was disturbingly quiet, his eyes on the floor while he stuck by his mother's side. He had never been this clingy before, but Y/N couldn't blame him. After all, that's why she was practically riding the heels of her friends as they hurried out of there.

Y/N's thoughts were consumed with Pennywise and Stan. She needed to call her cousin as soon as they got out of there. She needed to know he was okay. He may as well be. After all, It did like to mess with them. Stan could be absolutely fine and on his way here right now for all they know. There was no use panicking until she heard confirmation that something had happened.

"Eddie's right," Y/N said, her voice soft but hopeful as it had to be. "I'll. . .I'll call Stanley. Uh. . .Gray, could I borrow your phone? I left mine at home."

Grayson didn't even respond, just handed his phone over to his mother who stared at him for a moment before glancing at Bill. The two both shared a look before Bill reached out and placed a hand on Grayson’s shoulder. The boy flinched almost instantly, but relaxed once his eyes locked with Bill's and gently leaned into his touch as much as he did his mother's.

"Hey, Richie!" a young voice called out causing everyone to freeze before turning to see a young boy around the age Georgie Denbrough had been when he died. His curly hair fell in front of his eyes, but he didn't seem to care as he looked up at the man.

"How'd you uh. . .how'd you know my name?" Richie asked, growing a little tense while both Eddie and Y/N rushed to stand on either side of the man. Richie relaxed a bit with the two by his side, but kept staring at the boy warily.

"The fun's just beginning," the little boy said, his words making Y/N's eyes widen as she gently reached out and grabbed onto Richie's arm. The little boy grinned up at them. "Right?"

Richie took a step closer to the boy and before Y/N could go with him, Eddie had grabbed ahold of the girl and pulled her back, a panicked look on his face as the two desperately tried to calm themselves down.

"Listen. You think this is funny?" Richie asked. "Alright, you think this is some sort of game? Huh?" He grabbed ahold of the boy's shoulder and pointed at him. "Well fuck you, alright! Fuck you! I'm not afraid of you!"

The little boy stared at Richie, his face contorting in confusion as he hesitatingly leaned back. "The fun's just beginning? The line from your act, dude. I'm a fan," the little boy said and instantly the group all relaxed.

"Oh my," Y/N whispered, not being able to stop herself from letting out a soft chuckle while Eddie lightly whacked her in a way of telling her to be quiet. She shot him a look and Eddie in turn shot her a sheepish smile before the two looked at Richie whose face had fallen in guilt.

"Are those your parents?" Richie asked as he pointed towards a couple who was walking towards them with angry expressions and a young girl by their side.

"Yeah," the boy said and Richie stared at him blankly before asking, "Do you want a picture?"

"I think I'm good," the boy told him before turning and hurrying over to his parents' side while they glared at Richie.

"Okay, cool," Richie muttered before looking at the parents and smiling nervously. "Good kid." The family walked away and Richie turned to his friends who were all looking at him in disbelief.

"Jesus, Rich," Ben said making Richie sigh in frustration. "You don't remember a line from your own show?"

"I don't write my own material," Richie mumbled as the group began to head towards the door, Y/N dialing Stan's number into Grayson's phone as fast as her shaking hands allowed her. Eddie's eyes widened and he let out an almost victorious laugh at Richie's words.

"I fucking knew it! I fucking knew it!"

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For a long as Y/N could remember, it had always been her and Stan. It was her and Stan who had been bird watching in the early morning since they were younger, having woken up way before their parents every morning and sneaking out to the back yard as the sun began to rise. It was her and Stan riding on his bike through town, Y/N's arms out in the air as she yelled out in pure joy while Stan chuckled as he looked back at her.

It was her and Stan on their nights when they were at their lowest like when Y/N's parents got their divorce or when Stan got yelled at by his father for walking out on his bar mitzvah. From little moments such as eating breakfast together in the morning to big moments like when Y/N first had Grayson, the two had been by each other's side.

There was no way they could ever forget about each other like they had with the others simply for the reason that they were two halves of a whole and had been for their whole lives. Everyone knew that, especially the Losers who had seen the way Y/N and Stan interacted with each other when they were younger.

So the moment Grayson's phone slipped from Y/N's hand, the device hitting the ground so hard that she was lucky to not have cracked it and a heartbroken wail leaving her mouth as she began to fall to the ground, everyone knew what had happened.

Y/N couldn't breath, her hands clawing at her throat as her sobs wracked her whole body. She couldn't keep herself standing, her legs giving out as she began to fall down to the ground. Bill was there to catch her, his arms instantly wrapping around the girl and helping her to softly reach the ground as she desperately tried to grab onto something to keep her steady.

Not even Bill was able to help her for it still felt like the world was being ripped from underneath her feet as she fell further and further down a black hole, the crushing realization that her cousin, her best friend, her Stanley, was gone hitting her so hard she swore she saw stars.

Stanley Uris was dead.

Y/N couldn't stop herself from sobbing long enough to explain what was going on, so Beverly was the one to move forward and pick up the phone before shakily putting it to her ear.

"Hello? Uh, Mrs. Uris, my name's Beverly Marsh. I'm an old friend of your husband's," Beverly said. There was a silence as the red head listened on the other end of the line before her eyes widened and she glanced at Grayson.

Grayson stared back at her, his eyes beginning to fill with tears as he shook his head. Beverly just gave him a sad look and that was when the boy broke down. He let out a heartbroken sob much like his mother and Ben was quick to go over to the boy and hug him, Grayson holding back onto him almost desperately as he cried.

"When did it happen?" Beverly's voice rang through the air, but neither Grayson nor Y/N could focus on what she was saying as they cried. "In the bathtub," Beverly whispered in unison with Party as if she knew about the incident before it happened.

Those words were enough to make Y/N sob harder, her cries loud and haunting as Bill tried to keep her steady while fighting his own tears. It felt like a part of Y/N had died and everything felt so unreal that she could barely think straight and didn't even notice Beverly had hung up the phone.

Y/N had never felt more defeated in her life and the moment she noticed Grayson crying against Ben's chest as the older man hugged him, she felt even worse.

"Stanley," Eddie finally said once Y/N's sobs had quieted down enough that they could speak. "Pennywise knew. He knew before we did."

"We have to stop him. I have a plan," Mike announced as he pat his hand against a book, but his words were enough to snap Y/N out of her misery long enough to stand up in pure anger and disbelief.

"You're kidding, right? Tell me that you're fucking kidding right now, Mike," Y/N insisted, tears rolling down her face as she stared at her friend with red eyes. She was shaking in pain and anger, her body on the verge of another breakdown.

Bill was back up on his feet behind her and he placed a hand on her shoulder, the girl turning and looking at him with a totally defeated look on her face as more tears fell. It took all of Bill not to break down at the sight of her. He was already upset about the death of his friend, but something about seeing Y/N look so lost and broken pushed him towards the edge.

"I got a plan. Get the fuck out of dodge before this ends worse than one of Bill's books. Who's with me?" Richie asked before him, Eddie, and Y/N all raised their hands.

"We made a promise to each other," Mike reminded them, his voice desperate.

"So then let's. . .unmake the promise!" Richie suggested.

"Richie, other people are going to die," Ben told them, both Y/N and Grayson flinching at his statement while Ben continued to keep a comforting arm around the young Uris boy.

"Other people die every day, man!" Richie exclaimed and Y/N hated to say it, but he was right. Stan's death had hit her when she least expected it. She couldn't bare to lose her son or the Losers because they were stupid enough to try and fight the clown who had been terrorizing them since they were kids. "We don't owe this town shit! Plus I just remembered I grew up here like two hours ago, so I'm fucking leaving. Fuck this!"

Richie turned and began to storm off while Eddie turned to leave as well. "Sorry, man. I'm. . .I'm with, Richie," Eddie said while Y/N walked over to where Ben and Grayson were.

"Y/N," Ben whispered, but she could only give the boy a teary eyed stare and a sad look before she glanced at her son.

"Come on, Gray," she whispered and her son instantly went to her side, sobbing a little harder as he held his mother. Y/N's lip began to tremble, but she somehow managed to stop herself from breaking down again as she wrapped an arm around her son and began to walk after Richie and Eddie.

"Guys, please," Mike said as he hurried after Eddie, Y/N, and Grayson.

"Listen. What? We stay. We die. That's it? I'm gonna go back to the inn. I'm gonna back up my shit and I'm gonna drive to my home. I'm sorry, man. Good luck," Eddie said as he patted Mike's arms before glancing at Y/N. The two shared a look and he whispered, "I'll see you at the inn, okay?"

Y/N numbly nodded before Eddie gave her a short nod and began to walk away. "Eddie, please. Please, Eddie!" Mike called out, but the man had already reached his car. Mike instantly turned to Y/N and hurried over to her. "Y/N, you can't leave. Please. You know we have to do this together."

The woman sighed and looked to the ground before glancing back up at her friend with tear filled eyes. "I can't," she whispered. "I'm not fucking doing this, Mike. I have a kid to worry about and I'm not about to bring him to a fight I don't even know we'll win. I can't lose anyone else, Mike." Her voice cracked and she had to take a moment to let in a shaky breath before she began to back away while shaking her head. "I'm sorry."

"Y/N," Mike pleaded, but the woman didn't stop backing up. Her eyes flickered over her friends that remained—Mike who was staring at her desperately, Beverly who sat on the ground smoking a cigarette with tears rolling down her cheeks, Ben who was giving her an almost as pleading look as Mike but with a hint of sadness hidden within, and finally Bill who had tears rolling down his face as he just stared right back at her.

Her eyes remained locked with Bill as she whispered, "I can't." Bill didn't say anything back and Y/N quickly turned before grabbing onto Grayson's arm and walking away as fast as she could.

Mike called after her, but Y/N ignored it. She knew she was in the verge of another breakdown by the way her breathing rate increased and she had to choke back her sobs. Tears blurred her vision and she kept her hand wrapped tightly around Grayson's wrist as she blindly stumbled towards her car.

Y/N let go of Grayson in order to try and unlock the car, but she failed to notice the way her son stood by her with his eyes glued to her face. "Damn it!" Y/N yelled as she struggled to open the car door. She slammed her hand against the roof of her car, a sob escaping her lips as she shakily continued to try and get her key to work.

"Mom," Grayson whispered as he hurried to her side. "Mom, stop. Just stop." His hands grabbing ahold of hers were enough to make her freeze, her head hanging low as another sob wracked through her body. Y/N lifted her head and her heart broke at the sight of Grayson staring back at her with red rimmed eyes full of tears and so much pain.

"Oh, baby. I'm so sorry," Y/N choked out, her words making Grayson break down as he fell against hers. His arms wrapped around her almost instantly as he cried against her chest and Y/N was quick to hug her son back, cradling his head as she broke down too.

The two let it all out in the parking lot that night, their anguish and heartache having them holding onto each other so tight like they were afraid they were going to lose each other. Stan Uris, Y/N's best friend and Grayson's uncle, was dead and there was nothing they could do about it. Being the type of people they were, this killed them both. It felt like another dagger to the heart and only the hug they had was enough to keep them standing up.

They cried for what seemed like forever, hidden away from the view of anyone who happened to walk by. Grayson was the first to calm down and he just held his mother for as long as she needed, knowing that she was feeling ten times the amount of pain and sadness he felt.

He had never seen any pair as close as Y/N and Stan were. Since he was little, it had always been his mother and his uncle there for him, always the pair showing up to every important event of his. Grayson had always wanted a friendship like theirs and he knew that, to his mother, losing Stan was like losing a part of herself.

Y/N eventually calmed down enough to pull out of the hug, but she kept one hand on Grayson's arm as she wiped away her tears. "Mom," Grayson said, his voice soft. Y/N hummed in response and the boy stared at her a moment before whispering, "What's It?"

Y/N tensed almost instantly, her face paling as she looked at her son with wide eyes. She was quick to shake her fear away and forced on a shaky smile as she said, "Nothing you need to worry about. We're going home and you'll never have to hear about this ever again."

Before Grayson could say anymore, Y/N managed to get her car door open and began to get in. It was time for her to push aside her sadness and mourn Stan later. Grayson was her number one priority right now and she needed to get him out of here as quick as possible before It could reach them.

"Mom, come on," Grayson tried to say, but Y/N just ignored him and climbed into the car. "Mom." She went to close the door, but Grayson was suddenly grabbing the door and forcing it open, his hand gripping onto the metal tightly as he exclaimed, "Mom!"

Y/N instantly froze before letting her gaze flicker up to her son who was standing there staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face. "Gray, honey, we need to leave," she insisted, but Grayson only let out a sigh and shook his head.

"We can't go."

Y/N blinked in surprised before giving her son a confused look. "Why not?" she asked, curious as to why he didn't want to leave after the horrors he just witnessed.

"I've never seen you as happy as you were in the restaurant," Grayson admitted, his shoulders relaxing as he gave his mother a sincere look. "I've never seen you care about people that much other than me, Uncle Stan, and Aunt Patty."

Y/N flinched at Stan's name and Grayson hesitated for a moment before kneeling down before her, his knees on the road while Y/N still sat in the car with her head lowered and her gaze on the steering wheel.

"I'm upset too and I know it's different for you, but Stan was my uncle and I know he wouldn't want you to just walk away. He took what he believed to be the easy way out, but he would never want you to just give up," Grayson said. "And quite frankly, you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if someone else got hurt because you ran away scared."

Y/N was silent and Grayson let his eyes flicker over her face before falling into her hands which were shaking in her lap. Sighing, Grayson reached up to hug her, the action making Y/N shake more as she went to hug him back.

"You don't understand, Gray," she whispered, her voice shaking almost as much as her body. "This thing—"

"Then tell me. Help me to understand," Grayson told her as he pulled away to look her in the eye. He kept his hands on her arms while Y/N stared at him for a moment.

"You shouldn't have to deal with this," Y/N finally said, a haunted look in her eyes. "No kid should."

"Mom, we're a team, remember?" Grayson reminded her, his voice steady as he gave her arms a gentle squeeze. "You've done so much for me. Let me help you this one time."

Y/N isn't sure what had her doing it, but something about the look in Grayson's eyes and his pure determination to help her and the Losers stick together was enough to have her explaining everything that happened during the summer of 1989. She told him about meeting the Losers. She told him about the missing kids and Bill's brother. She told him about the Well House, It, the fears that came to life that summer, and the promise they had made. Everything that happened that summer, she told him about.

Grayson took it all in without saying a single word. He just listened and in that moment, that was all Y/N needed. Grayson just sat there running a finger along the scar on her hand as she talked, his eyes flickering up to her every once in a while.

It wasn't long before she had told him everything, minus the parts about Bill of course since she still couldn't figure out how to tell him. A silence fell among them when she stopped talking and Y/N kept her eyes on Grayson while she felt as if she could practically see the gears shifting in his head as he tried to make sense of everything.

"Well, then I guess it seems like you know what you have to do," Grayson finally said, his eyes flickering up to meet his mother's while she gave him a confused look. "You wouldn't have made that promise all of those years ago if you don't intend on coming back. You knew that you would have to come back and protect the kids who couldn't help themselves—to prevent them from having to go through the same things you did. And that was all when you were only thirteen!"

Grayson got up onto his feet and reached down to wipe the gravel from his knees before saying, "That leaves us with only one option—stay and fight."

Y/N shook her head lightly and looked down at the scar on her hand. She was silent for a moment before whispering, "I don't know how I'm supposed to do this without Stanley."

Last time she had fought It, her cousin had been by her side every step of the way. Even when they were fighting with the others, she still had Stan. What would she do now that he was gone?

Grayson stared at his mother for a moment before reaching out and gently taking ahold of her hand with the scar so that she was forced to look up at him. He gave her a small smile before whispering, "We'll get through it how we always do—together."

Y/N squeezed her son's hand in response, a small smile appearing on her face as she felt a little bit of hope coursing through her veins. Grayson always had been able to do that, give her hope when no one else could. It was one of the things she loved most about her son.

Grayson let go of her hand and walked around the car before getting in on the other side. Before long the doors were closed and Y/N began driving towards the inn where the Losers would no doubt be trying to leave as fast as she could. Y/N knew they couldn't leave and it was going to be partially up to her to get them to stay.

Knowing this, the car ride was quiet as Y/N tried to plan her next move. However, there was a sadness looming over the car caused by Stan's death, but Y/N tried to ignore it the best she could. That was. . .until Grayson spoke up.

"Uncle Stan loved you so much, you know that?"

Y/N faltered, her eyes filling with tears once again as her heart ached. Swallowing thickly, Y/N glanced at her son to find him staring back at her with a small smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

"I know. He loved you too," she whispered back as she gently took her son's hand in her own and looked back out at the road. Grayson held her hand tight, not even caring that he was too old to still be holding onto his mother's hand.

Wiping away his tears with his free hand, Grayson smiled a bit more and whispered, "I know."

The rest of the ride was even quieter than before as they both sat there silently mourning Stan's death. However, with their hands still linked together, Y/N and Grayson knew that all this pain they felt would get better as long as they had each other by their side.

They knew that Stan would always be with them and Y/N couldn't help but be reminded of something Stan had said all those years ago.

"I know I'm a loser. And no matter what, I always fucking will be."

Even in death, Stan would still be with them. He would forever be a Loser and Y/N's best friend.

And Y/N planned to make him proud.

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[blueberryrock]

Hey guys, here is another chapter of my fanfic, I posted this earlier today but I was busy. Enjoy!

(And feedback is appreciated)

(Pearl's POV)

Blue Diamond's condition is a lot worse than I had initially thought.

When Steven got the first call from Yellow, he was quite worried, but when he and Garnet got the second call, he was frantically pushing us out the door and into the leg ship. I recommend that we use the warp, but that went in one ear and out the other.

He informed us about Blue's state, but he said she looked sick, but from the color of the screen she might not, but I thought it wasn't very serious.

But from what I see it's bad, Blue Diamond is currently shivering and leaning on Yellow.

"Do I r-really ne-ed to s-stand" she says very softly through chattering teeth.

"No, it's better if you sit" Garnet says.

Blue sits down on the very big blue bed with no hesitation, Yellow pulls the very long blue blanket from the bed and puts it around Blue's waist and legs. Blue pulls it onto her pale cold shoulders.

She quietly says thank you, Yellow nods and got beside her. "So, what exactly are you're symptoms" I ask.

"W-well for start-t-ters, I'm v-very cold" she says through chattering teeth "a-and I feel exh-hausted, thirsty, nau-u-useous, I-i've been throwing up q-quite a bit, b-but I feel very empty, and i-it feels like something is moving in-nside of me" she finishes. She tightly wraps the blanket around her.

"And you're sure you're gem isn-" I get cut off

"I-I'm very s-sure it's not cracked" Blue says as Yellow diamond sits down next to her and rubs her hands against Blue's blanketed arms.

"And ya sure it's not corruption" Amethyst asks

"We are the only gems that can corrupt others, I'm very sure it's not that" Yellow says, she scoots closer to Blue to help warm her up.

I glance at Garnet, she turns and walks over to me. "I think I know what it is" she whispers. Steven and Amethyst are bombarding the diamonds with questions.

"Do you remember when Rose was first trying for Steven?" Garnet asks. I nod, when Rose or Pink was a few weeks pregnant she had the same strange symptoms Blue has.

"But could it be the same thing?" I whisper to Garnet, she shrugs "Rose did have to shapeshift a womb..".

"Well, Blue is a lot more powerful then Rose, so who knows, she could have a ultrasound." Garnet whispers.

"But how could she? If Blue shapeshifts smaller, her gem would take up her entire torso and potentially kill them" I whisper back.

"Hmm, I have an idea" she whispers to me, she turns to face the diamonds again.

"I don't think it's this 'flu' thing" Yellow says to Amethyst and Steven.

Steven about just about to blurt out another thing when Garnet walked over to him and puts her hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Have you" she looks at Yellow "scanned Blue for anything?".

Yellow shakes her head no "luckily that is something quick and easy" she looks at Blue "but we'll have to go to the clinic".

Blue groans, Yellow summons a big yellow screen "ok Blue, I'll set up an appointment for you today" Yellow's fingers fly across the screen typing a message to the clinic.

Something flashes on her screen and she smiles a little bit "ok Blue we have an appointment in one cycle" she says, she looks at us "you are welcome to come".

Steven looks at me with puppy eyes "please?" He begs.

"Why would you want to go, they're not going to cut her up, they're only going to use a big scanner on her" I state.

"Well I want to be there when they say what's wrong with her" Steven says.

"Bu-" I get cut off.

"He can go" Garnet says.

"Yes" he jumps up high in the air and floats down.

"Well we better go with him" I cross my arms.

"Again, you all are welcome to come with" Yellow says again.

"When is the appointment" I ask Yellow.

"In half a cycle" she replies.

Steven looks at me "how long is a cycle" he asks.

"I've told you many times, a cycle is about a human hour and a rotation is roughly twenty-eight hours" I explain to Steven again.

"Well, the appointment is actually in a quarter cycle" Yellow corrects herself.

"What are we going to do for fifteen minutes" Steven asks

"Wait, I could get some work done while watching Blue" Yellow answers Steven's question, she pulls out another yellow screen to do work on.

This time Amethyst groans "wait I have another question", Yellow looks down at her " yes?"

"How are they going to scan Blue" Amethyst asks.

"Oh, do they have to use a bunch of tiny scanners on her?" Steven blurts out another question.

"What? No. We have a scanner big enough for all three of us, we use every few hundred years to make sure we're healthy" Yellow answers.

"C-can I b-bring my bla-anket?" Blue asks through chattering teeth.

"No, but you can bring your veil" Yellow continues to rub Blue's shoulders, she is making a little static electricity which is causing Blue's hair to float a bit.

Steven smiles at the sight of her hair sticking up, I smile too. Soon Amethyst asks Yellow to tell us a story, she tells Amethyst and Steven a story about Blue's first ball.

"And that's why we used to never leave our seats" Yellow finishes her story, it wasn't a very long story, just how Blue asked Yellow to dance, and Yellow tripped on Blue's robes. Causing it to rip and them to fall and shatter bunch of morganites.

"Hey we better get going" she says as she summons a yellow screen and then quickly dismisses it.

We move away from the big bed so Yellow can stand up, she helps Blue to stand and removes the thick blue blanket that was around her.

Blue starts to shiver again, Yellow quickly walks to the vanity on the other side of the room, she opens the top drawer and pulls out Blue diamond's signature long dark blue veil.

Yellow hastily walks back to the bed, carefully stepping over us and handing it to Blue. Blue wastes no time and puts the veil on, and pulls up the hood. I now notice that her belly is poking out of the veil a little.

She is still shivering, Yellow helps Blue by wrapping one of her arms around her waist. We move out of their way so they can make it to the door, we follow behind them.

"Hey, can one of you open the door for me" Yellow looks at us "I'd have to bend down to access it" she says.

I walk over to the panel and enter the code, the doors open with a SWISH. Cold air from outside comes rushing in, the diamonds walk out the door. I make sure everyone is outside when I close the door.

"Thank you Pearl" Yellow says to me.

I give her a small smile, they start walking onto the big bridge that connects Blue's room to the rest of homeworld.

We follow closely behind them, Steven and Garnet are talking about what could be wrong with her. I could hear some of there conversation.

"You and Pearl think she's pregnant" Steven says to Garnet.

"Well, her symptoms match up" Garnet replies. Steven says something to Garnet but I didn't hear it.

I let out a sigh, we stop in front of the same big blue doors, this time Steven runs up and opens the door for all of us.

The door opens leading into a blue hallway, we enter the large building and Steven closes the door behind us.

"Ok, I think the medical wing to down the hallway to the left" Yellow says, with the tone of her voice she sounds unsure.

"I-i thou-ught it w-was to the ri-i-ight" Blue says through chattering teeth.

"No, it is to the left, to the right is the records. Honestly, it seems the medical wing moves every day" Yellow grumbles.

We go down the hallway and take the left. I run up and open the big navy blue doors, Yellow and Blue stumble into the room.

The room is a very pale blue, a few chairs and two craked jaspers waiting, there is a desk in front of us next to a door.

The peridot that is at the desk looks up at the diamonds, "oh my diamonds, a medical pearl is waiting in the first room to scan you"

"Thank you" Yellow says to the peridot, the peridot smiles at her, she runs over to the door and opens it. The doors open with a WOOSH, and another pale blue hallway greets us.

We walk into the hallway and to the first room on the left, this time the medical pearl opens the door for us.

"My diamonds" she greets us, the pearl is wearing a lab coat with the diamond insignia on the shoulder. The pearl has long green hair that is in a ponytail and her skin is a light green with her gem on the back of her left hand. She runs past us, I'm assuming to grab the scanner.

We all walk into the room, there is a big medical table for Blue to sit on, a big chair for Yellow, and several little chairs for us.

Yellow helps Blue onto the table, once she is comfortable Yellow takes her seat. The medical pearl comes back, wheeling in a huge machine, it looks like a crane attached to a thermometer looking probe.

"If you could take your hood off, my diamond" the medical pearl asks

"I-is it nece-e-essary" Blue says weakly,  she is still shivering and I can't blame her, the room is so cold even Steven is shivering a little.

The medical pearl nods.

Blue sighs, she lifts her shaking arms and pulls down her hood. She squints from the bright light, the medical pearl's dark green eyes goes wide.

"M-my diamond, you should've contacted me sooner" the medical pearl says. Blue looks down at the floor.

"Wait, you didn't contact them when you started feeling bad" Steven says

"C-can we g-get on w-w-with this" Blue diamond pleads.

The medical pearl nods, she walks to the front of the big scanner, she presses a button and a green screen appears. The medical pearl's fingers fly across the screen as she turns the machine on.

"Alright let's get started" The medical pearl says.

I hope you guys enjoyed that, next chapter will be up next Saturday.

[dimensionsblog]

Interlude: Winter pt. 2

December 31st, 202X

"Are you sure he's okay...?"

"He's...w-well, no he's not." Her timid response came. "Th-the holidays used to be r-really special to him. N-now they just make him up-upset..."

A young girl looked over at the hooded monster, the one sitting on the window will watching the snow fall outside. "Undyne, can we do anything for him?" She asked, watching him re-adjust his necklace that held his late wife's ring on it.

"Frisk...we c-can't bring back the dead." Undyne said, frowning as she looked over at him. Then, she got an idea. "W-wait...I think we can! K-kind of, come with me!" She insisted, gently pulling Frisk along with her as she ran down to her laboratory.

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"Uh..is this thing on?"

"Oh yeah! Light is on! I'm the master of technology!"

"Alright alright, let's see...AHA! I have NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING NOW!"

"Alphys! How do I order this for Cloak?!"

"Undyne, you have to go to the shelter to adopt the puppy, this is the leash for him!"

"Who says I'm adopting a puppy?!"

"B-but...OH. MY GOD."

"YOU BE QUIET. NEVER MIND. I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING."

"MY SHIIIIIIIIP."

"ALPHYS IF YOU TELL ANYONE I SWEAR TO GOD-!"

"IS THAT A WEDDING RING OH MY GOD WHEN ARE YOU TWO HAVING LITTLE CLOAKS?!"

"ALPHYS SHUT UP!"

"OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T NOTICE THE RINGS BEFORE YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE I'M GONNA DIE."

"HOW DO YOU TURN THIS DAMN THING OFF?!"

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He checked the clock on the wall, it was 11:50 pm. "Ten more minutes." He said to himself, leaning his head back against the wall. "Ten more minutes until the dawn of the tenth year you've been gone. Ten years I've been trying to fix my mistakes across the timelines. But not one can bring you back."

For once, he didn't mind the silence. He needed it, he just wanted some time alone to talk to her.

"Alright and...t-there!" Undyne said, setting the hologram program up.

"What does this do for Cloak?" Frisk asked.

Smiling sadly, Undyne responded in a soft tone. "W-we can't bring back the dead, but Cloak he...he never gets the chance to talk to her properly." She started. "H-here, press the button. Let them have one last...o-one last new year t-together."

Frisk reached up and gently pressed the button the activate the program, and upstairs Cloak was momentarily blinded in his good eye by the light of the program activating, bringing at least the image of his wife back for him to talk to. A special present from Frisk and the other Undyne.

Cloak's eyes widened, he immediately stood up and lowered his hood. "U-Undyne?! H-how?!" He asked, but then spotted the camera behind her. He wiped his eyes quickly. "I...I see this is a program but...thank you..."

Frisk smiled a bit, passing the other Undyne a tissue downstairs. "I think he loves it, thanks for doing this Undyne." She said softly. She went to set her hands down gently next to the keyboard, but instead accidentally pressed another key, which activated a voice message in the archives, and began to play a message Cloak's wife never got to send him before.

"Hey, so, I'm not good at these kind of things." Undyne said, the hologram even portraying what would have been her real movements had this been a video. "I'm uh...I'm just recording this instead of videoing it. I'm a mess right now and I don't want you to see me like this. That's uh...that's why you're staying outside next to the training dummy for now. Sorry."

Not only was Cloak listening intently, but so were Frisk and Undyne as they watched, Undyne hugging Frisk from behind as a way to cope with what was going on.

The hologram of Undyne sighed, continuing. "Remember how you were getting worried about me a few weeks ago? You thought I was over working myself and getting sick?" She started. Cloak nodded, he remembered. "Well...I was sick. But, not from work. I...I didn't know it until it was too late but I...UGH. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL YOU WITHOUT GETTING EMOTIONAL?!" She scolded herself. "Look, I...I was pregnant!" When she finally admitted it, both Frisk and Undyne gasped out loud downstairs. "I didn't even know I was and...and I got sick and...I lost it...and I'm sorry."

"Why are you...why are you apologizing...?" Cloak said quietly.

"I've been blaming you this whole week for every little thing wrong and you didn't do anything wrong! I should've listened and taken a break and I didn't...and I didn't even know I'd want a kid until now..." When the realization hit her, Cloak fell to his knees. It was obvious he didn't know any of this at all. "You know what? Screw this! I'm telling you this now before the countdown! We'll have more time to do this right!" And when the audio clip finished, the hologram program shut down as well, midnight had struck.

Frisk and Undyne raced back upstairs, Frisk immediately running and hugging Cloak tightly. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know that would happen!" She apologized. She expected him to be angry and upset, and was surprised instead to receive a gentle hug in response. "You have to really, really touch someone's soul if they want to have kids with you after something like that." He said, softly. "And thanks to you two, now I really know how much she loved me. And how mad she'd be if I was moping around still. So thank you." He hugged Frisk a little tighter, letting her bury her face in his shoulder as the whole thing made her very emotional. "Thank you so much you guys."

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[cocastyle]

Change - Ch. 1 | F O U R

Pairing - Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 5,294

A/N - yay another chapter! I thought I would sneak in a few cute Bill and Y/N scenes during this chapter so I hope you enjoy it! also, I have uploaded a few parts to my Stranger Things rewrite and plan to upload more soon! it’s called Wonderwall and is a Steve Harrington x reader :)) please leave a comment below letting me know what you think so far! it really helps me with my writing when I know what you all enjoy whether that be the friendships Y/N has or the small moments with Bill!

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Y/N hadn't known what she was expecting to do once she had arrived at the quarry, but stripping down into nothing but her underwear had definitely not been it. Why she hadn't thought about what she was going to change into was beyond her, but the moment she realized she would have to wear nothing but her underwear in front of the boys was the moment she became frozen in place by Stan's bike.

No one seemed to notice the young girl's hesitation as Y/N leaned against Stan's bike handle. She stared down at her blue floral sundress, gulping slightly at the thought of having to take it off as she began to nervously bite her lip.

As if sensing her nervousness, Stan glanced over at his cousin as he pulled his shirt up and over his head. He frowned at her state before taking a step towards her. "Hey, are you okay?" he whispered, his eyes flickering over her face as he seemed to search for some sort of explanation.

"Uh. . .yeah," Y/N said as she nodded while the other boys glanced over at the cousins. "I just-I didn't realize I would have to swim in my underwear."

"There's always the option of swimming naked," Richie smirked as he wiggled his eyebrows, earning a whack in the head from Eddie while both Stan and Bill glared at their friend.

"Ignore him," Eddie muttered as he shook his head at the boy before he looked to the girl softly. "Sorry we didn't make it more clear. You could've brought a swimsuit if we had thought about it."

"You don't have to swim if you don't want to," Ben piped up, the boy giving her the smallest of smiles as if he understood the shyness she was going through.

"I'm sorry," Y/N whispered as she looked down, lightly hugging her arms as she did. "I'm just a little shy is all."

"There's n-n-nothing to be shy about," Bill assured her before he blushed at his own words. "I mean. . ." His eyes flickered between his friends, three of which were looking at him with smirks, one who was narrowing his eyes at the boy questioningly, and the last being Y/N who had started to blush as she gave him a confused look.

Realizing there was no going back from what he just said, Bill quickly spoke up again hoping to get everyone to forget. "There's a path that leads down to the b-b-bottom and you can just wait for us down there if you want," he suggested.

"Oh," Y/N said, her cheeks still bright red as she stared at Bill. She gave him a small smile as she nodded her head. "Thanks."

Bill just nodded in response and was quick to look away as he finished stripping down to his underwear and walked over to the drop off with Richie, Eddie, and Ben. That left Stan who finally tore his narrowed eyes away from Bill before looking to his cousin with a softening expression.

"I'm sorry. I should've said something before we left," Stan sighed as he placed a hand on the girl's arm.

"It's okay, Stanley. It's my fault really for not realizing. I'll just meet you boys at the bottom, okay?" she said. Stan was silent as he gave her a small look. Y/N only gave him a soft smile and put her hand on top of his arm that was holding onto her and whispered, "I'll be fine."

"Promise?" Stan asked as he held out his pinky to the girl.

Y/N chuckled softly making the curly haired boy join in as they both thought back to the many times they would pinky swear on promises. It was the most serious of promises as they liked to say, so it was important to them.

The girl linked her pinky with Stan's before nodding her head, "Promise."

Stan gave her pinky a small squeeze and smiled before pulling away to take off the last of his clothes. He glanced in his cousin's direction once more before jogging over to join his friends by the ledge while they began a loogie contest, leaving Y/N to stand by his bike.

Y/N got lost in her thoughts as she glanced over at the trail Bill had been talking about. Why couldn't she just be confident for once and go into the water? After all, it was only her cousin and his friends. So why was she so nervous?

"Oh my god, that was terrible. I win!" Richie exclaimed causing Y/N to lose her train of thought. The girl glanced over to where the boys were all standing and chuckled slightly at the sight of them all standing there in their underwear arguing about their loogies.

"You won?" Eddie asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Richie said as if there were no question to it.

"You see my loogie?" Eddie questioned, his eyebrows scrunching together in confusion as he wondered how Richie thought he could've won.

"Mine went the farthest. It's about distance!" Richie exclaimed.

"Mass. It's always been mass," Eddie insisted. Richie's eyes widened in disbelief and Y/N couldn't help but chuckle as she watched him throw his arms around for emphasis as he began to bicker with Eddie like usual. Sometimes they acted like an old married couple and Y/N found it to be the funniest and also the cutest thing ever.

"Y/N!" a voice greeted happily causing the girl to turn and see Beverly biking up to her.

"Beverly," Y/N greeted back before her eyes caught sight of the new hair cut the red head was sporting. "Woah. I love your hair!"

Beverly blushed slightly as she hopped off her bike, not really used to compliments. "Thanks," she said before she noticed that Y/N was standing by herself by the bikes. "What's the hold up? You not want to go in?"

"Oh, I do," Y/N assured her before she looked to the ground embarrassed. "I just didn't realize we would be in our underwear and am a little shy is all."

"Shy?" Beverly questioned. "You do realize it's like wearing a bathing suit, right? And it's only in front of those idiots."

She gestured towards the boys and Y/N let her eyes flicker over to them, catching onto the end of Eddie and Richie's fighting as Eddie said, "Who cares how far it goes when it's a measure of how cool it looks like it's green or it's white or juicy and fat?"

Y/N and Beverly both grimaced and let out small laughs as they looked to each other. "Fair point," Y/N nodded. "I just. . ." She trailed off and glanced down at her body. Beverly watched her in silence for a minute before smiling softly as she reached out to place a hand on the girl's shoulder, knowing exactly where the girl was coming from. After all, it wasn't like Y/N was the first girl in the world to be a little self-conscious.

Y/N glanced up at Beverly and saw her kind smile before the red head suggested, "How about we do this together? That way you're not alone."

Y/N was silent for a moment before she hesitantly nodded her head. Not being the only girl would definitely make her feel a little better.

Beverly smiled before gesturing towards the boys. "Come on. Let's show them how it's done," she said making Y/N grin.

"Alright. Who's first?" they heard Bill ask and Beverly quickly squeezed Y/N's hand in reassurance before yelling out, "We'll go!"

The five boys quickly turned around and Beverly smiled before letting go of Y/N's hand so that she could take her dress off. Y/N could feel the stares of the boys and she looked down before taking in a deep shaky breath.

"It's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of," Beverly assured her as she slipped off her shoes.

Y/N nodded before shakily slipping her dress off. She didn't dare look at the boys as she let her dress drop to the floor before her shaky hands moved up to her ponytail that was holding her hair back. She effortlessly pulled the tie out and it was only then that she let her eyes flicker up as she kicked off her shoes, her hair falling down in slight waves due to having been up.

Y/N looked to Beverly, not wanting to see the looks on the boys' faces and the red head was already smiling proudly at her. Beverly held a hand out and Y/N couldn't stop the smile growing on her own face as she took the girl's hand in her own, the two then running forward and towards the edge of the cliff.

"Sissies!" Beverly called out as they reached the edge of the cliff and Y/N barely had time to even look at the boys before the two had jumped off.

"What the fuck?" Y/N heard Richie cry out and she couldn't help but let out a loud laugh as she fell through the air with Beverly by her side.

It was only when they were about to hit the water that they let go of each other, each of the girls taking in a deep breath before plunging into the cold water.

"Ahhh, holy shit, we just got shown off by not only one girl, but two!" Richie cried out as the five boys looked down at the rippling water below them. "Also, Stan the Man, I don't know how it's possible, but your cousin manages to get hotter and hotter by the second."

That comment earned a glare from not only Stan, but the other boys as well, each of them not liking Richie's comment for different reasons.

"We have to do that now?" Stan asked as he looked back down at the water, watching in relief as he saw Y/N poke her head up and above the water, Beverly following not too long after.

"Yes," Eddie muttered nervously while the others looked down in disbelief.

Bill caught sight of Y/N looking up at them and he barely managed to see her smile from that far away before her voice called out to them, "Come on!"

"Oh shit!" Stan sighed, knowing that he would have to go in for sure now that his cousin had jumped.

The boys didn't stand there much longer before Bill had jumped off the cliff, the others all knowing he had only gone first to impress Y/N. It didn't take long for them to join him and before they knew, the whole group was down in the water splashing around with big grins on their faces.

Y/N had never felt as happy as she did in that moment where they were all engaged in a huge water fight. Joyous laughter escaped all of their mouths while they all splashed each other as much as they could while others tried to dunk some of them under water.

Y/N hadn't had many friends back home, not any real ones anyways. The only people she talked to were a few people in her classes who she worked with when she needed a partner for class or somewhere to sit at lunch.

But people to hang out with outside of school? She had never had anyone like that. She had only ever had Stan and the boys when she was visiting during the summer. But that had been five years ago and she hadn't seen Stan as much as she used to, so her friend count was basically nonexistent.

That's why she was so thankful for a moment like this. She needed it, especially with the whole divorce thing going on at home. Y/N had needed someone to make her happy, someone to keep her distracted from the shit storm life had thrown at her. And her cousin and his friends had been just the people she was looking for.

"Chicken!" Stan suddenly exclaimed, causing the group to stop their fighting and snapping Y/N out of her thoughts almost instantly. "Let's play chicken."

"What are you going on about, Stanley?" Y/N asked confused causing Richie to gasp out of pure horror.

"You don't know what chicken is?" Richie questioned in disbelief. "Stan, what are you teaching this girl?"

"Hey, don't blame me!" Stan insisted. "I thought she knew what chicken was!"

"Okay, see you keep saying it, but no one is actually explaining what it actually is," Y/N pointed out. "Saying it over and over isn't going to make me understand it any more than I already do."

"It's a g-g-game," Bill explained while the others nodded their heads.

"There are two teams of two and each pair has one of their people on the shoulders of the others. The objective is to basically try and knock the other off their partner's shoulders and into the water. First pair to fall loses," Eddie told her.

"Honestly, there's no use explaining it to her," Richie shrugged while the others looked to him. He smirked slightly before saying, "Everyone knows I'm the reigning champion. No need to get her hopes up in thinking that she can defeat me."

"Woah," Y/N laughed. "You sure about that, Richie? Who knows? Maybe I'm amazing at this game and you just don't know it yet."

"Yeah, and neither do you," Richie poked fun making both him and the girl chuckle.

"Well then let's find out," Y/N said while Richie gave her a surprised look.

"Oh, you're on," Richie laughed, a smirk appearing on his face. His eyes then lit up and he quickly yelled out, "I call Stan!"

"What?" Y/N cried out. "No fair!"

"No, what's not fair is you getting to have Stan as your partner because he's your cousin. Besides, I called him fair and square. He's my partner now," Richie insisted while Stan gave his cousin an apologetic look.

Y/N huffed in frustration and crossed her arms before yelling out, "Bill!"

Said boy instantly jumped in surprise at the fact that she was yelling his name before looking over at her. "Yes?" he said in a questioning tone.

"Want to be my partner and help me kick their asses?" Y/N asked, the fact that he had been her first choice after her cousin making him smile.

"It would be my p-p-pleasure," Bill laughed making the girl send a thankful grin his way before she swam over to him.

It was then that Bill seemed to realize that he would have to hold the girl up on his shoulders and he looked away with wide eyes and tried to control his nervous heartbeat as he went under water. He felt Y/N's feet graze against his shoulders before she sat down. Bill held his hands up and Y/N grabbed onto them, interlocking their hands as Bill stood up.

Their interlocked hands was the only reason Y/N managed to stay on top of Bill's shoulders as they tried to gain balance. And even when they had gained their balance, neither of them let go. It was only when Richie was securely on Stan's shoulders that they let go of each other's hands and Bill was sure to squeeze her hands in good luck before letting go, moving his hands down to grip onto her legs instead.

Y/N couldn't help but notice that Bill had chosen to grab onto her calves instead of her thighs and she smiled softly at how sweet the boy was before her kind nature turned into a menacing smile and narrowed eyes.

"You ready, Tozier?" Y/N called out making Richie laugh.

"You know it, babe," Richie winked at her.

"I'll flip you off right now if you call her that one more time," Stan threatened making Richie hold his hands up in defeat.

Bill chuckled softly and opened his mouth to begin the countdown. Y/N and Richie quickly got ready, both of them with their arms up in the air as they waited for Bill to tell them to start.

It was only when Bill had given them the green light that the two lunged forward, the intense game of chicken fight beginning. Their hands collided almost instantly and both began to trash talk each other as they tried their hardest to shove the other off of their partner.

Y/N didn't know how long they had been fighting for, but with her strength and Bill's tactfulness in the way he moved her forward at precise moments and would move out of the way enough to make Stan stumble, the two were eventually able to make Richie lose his balance so that he went flying back into the water, his leg ultimately dragging Stan underwater as well.

Y/N and Bill instantly let out a cry of victory while Beverly, Ben, and Eddie cheered the two on from the side. Richie and Stan eventually came back above the water only to find Y/N and Bill laughing and cheering. Richie rolled his eyes and slyly swam over to Bill without him noticing before taking his foot and gently kicking his knee from behind so that the boy's knee buckled.

This led to Bill losing his stance and Y/N wobbled on top of him before the two fell backwards into the water, screams escaping both of their lips as they fell. They came above the water with confused looks on their faces before they noticed Richie laughing with his hands holding on to his side.

Bill and Y/N both looked to each other and gave each other small nods before they turned and splashed Richie with as much water as they could. Richie fell silent almost instantly, his mouth wide open while his wet hair hung in his face.

Richie went to splash the two, but Stan quickly stopped him as he chuckled softly to himself. "Come on, Richie. Beverly and Ben want a turn," Stan told him, secretly winking at his cousin and Bill for having saved them while Richie frowned and turned to the boy.

"Fine, but this time I'm going to need you to work with me. How am I supposed to win when you can't fucking keep your balance?" Richie complained before he swam off with Stan, leaving Bill and Y/N to chuckle softly to themselves.

Y/N shook her head as she watched Richie and Stan start to fight against Beverly and Ben, laughter falling from her lips as Richie scolded her cousin for not doing anything to help out. Bill couldn't stop himself from watching the girl as she laughed, his eyes trailing over her face and the water droplets that rolled down her face and collected at her chin before she wiped them off.

The water seemed to make her skin sparkle in the sunlight, so it was pretty hard for Bill to look away from a view as beautiful as that.

But then Y/N was looking his way, having sensed his stare and Bill was quick to look to the water, acting as if he hadn't just been staring at her.

He heard the girl chuckle softly from beside him and Bill sighed before letting his eyes flicker back over to her, knowing that he had been caught and there was no use denying it. He was met with a stunning pair of e/c eyes and that Y/N Uris smile and a blush instantly spread onto his cheeks as he looked at her.

"H-H-Hi," Bill whispered, mentally face palming himself for being so stupid. Hi? Was he being serious right now?

Y/N didn't seem fazed and merely continued to smile at him, her eyes scanning over his features as she whispered, "Hi."

Bill didn't know how he hadn't noticed, but the two were a lot closer together than he had thought, their arms only being inches away. He didn't know what had him doing it, but with a sudden wave of bravery, the boy began to reach out, his hand brushing against the girl's arm before he began to trail down to her hand.

Y/N's eyes flickered down before she looked back up at the boy who was looking anywhere but at her face. Smiling softly to herself, Y/N also looked away before moving her hand up to brush against Bill's. The two were silent as their fingers brushed over each other's before they slowly began to come together, gently molding together until their hands were interlocked.

Neither of them dared to move, but each of them was trying desperately to hold back the smiles on their faces as they looked away from each other. What was going on was still a mystery to the two of them, but the only thing they knew was that it felt nice to be holding each other's hand. So they didn't bother saying anything about it.

But then Y/N's hand was jerking away from Bill's as she yelled out, "Ah fuck! What was that?"

Bill's eyes widened slightly and he looked to the girl like a lost puppy as he asked almost heartbreakingly, "W-W-What?"

Y/N's eyes widened as she realized what it must've seemed like and she quickly shook her head. "Oh, no. I. . .something bit my ankle," Y/N said, her eyes flickering over Bill's face as a look of relief took over his features.

He blushed slightly before saying, "Oh."

The others all seemed to have heard Y/N's scream and were swimming over to them in no time. "What's wrong? What happened?" Stan asked, his eyes filled with concern.

"Something bit me," Y/N explained as she looked down at the water confused.

"Something bit you?" Eddie asked in horror, his eyes wide as he began to swim around a little frantically.

"Calm down, Eds," Richie said. "She probably just grazed her foot against a piece of glass or something.”

"Glass?" Eddie squeaked out, his face getting paler by the minute.

Bill, who had been frowning down at the water, didn't even hesitate before taking in a deep breath and diving under the water. He came back up not even a second later with laughter escaping his mouth as he looked to Y/N amused.

"It's a turtle," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he tried not to laugh. The others all chuckled while Y/N narrowed her eyes playfully at the boy.

"Shut it, Denbrough," Y/N muttered while the boy chuckled softly. Y/N joined him not too long later and the two smiled softly at each other as their laughter died down. However, they barely had time to even blink before water was splashed against both of their faces, their mouths dropping open as they squeezed their eyes shut to keep the water out.

"Payback, motherfuckers!"

"Tozier!"

And that was how their second round of water fighting began.

- - -

This here's a tale for all the fellas

Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us

Get shot down cause ya over-zealous

Play hard to get females get jealous

Y/N didn't know how Beverly had done it, but some how the red head had been able to convince her to get out of the water to sunbathe with her. It was like all the insecurities Y/N had before jumping in had washed away and Y/N hadn't even thought twice before getting out of the water to lay in the sun, a small smile gracing her face as the warmth of the sun kissed her skin.

Her h/c hair spilled out all around her in slight waves from having dried long ago and she seemed to be glowing because of how happy she was. Her teeth sparkled in the sunlight as she smiled and mouthed along to the words of 'Bust a Move' which was playing on the radio the group had brought.

Okay smarty go to a party

Girls are scantily clad and showin' body

A chick walks by you wish you could sex her

But you're standing on the wall like you was Pointdexter

Bill couldn't take his eyes off of the girl, none of the boys could really. All except for Stan who kept glaring at the boys for staring at his cousin in that way while also sneaking glances at Beverly, not used to seeing a girl in nothing but their underwear. The boys all sat a little wide eyed with their mouths slightly open as they gazed at the girls, but Bill only had eyes for Y/N and found it impossible to tear his gaze away from her.

Y/N didn't even seem to notice the staring coming from the boys, too caught up in the song to be paying any attention to her surroundings. She probably wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for Beverly lightly nudging the girl and whispering, "They're staring at us."

Next days function high class luncheon

Food is served and you're stone-cold munchin'

Music comes on people start to dance

But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants

It was then that Y/N finally acknowledged the stares and she instantly blushed before both her and Beverly turned their heads to look at the boys. Their eyes all widened in surprise and they were quick to look away, some of them coughing awkwardly while they all pretended as if they hadn't just been caught staring at the girls.

Beverly and Y/N glanced at each other and chuckled softly before turning their bodies around so that they were propped up by their elbows. While they did this, the boys who were still a little red faced tried to find something to do to make it seem like they hadn't been staring.

Richie eventually caught sight of Ben's backpack and grabbed it before looking to the boy with an amused expression as he used one of his many comedic voices to say, "News flash, Ben. School's out for summa."

Y/N chuckled softly at Richie who winked in her direction while Ben looked to his backpack. "Oh that? That's not school stuff," Ben told him while Richie began to rummage through his things.

His eyes lit up at something and he was quick to pull a small postcard out of the boy's backpack before looking to Ben with a smirk. "Who sent you this?" Richie asked teasingly, wiggling his eyebrows at the boy.

Ben's eyes widened and he was quick to snatch the postcard from Richie before he could read anything. "No one!" Ben insisted while Richie smiled in amusement at the boy. Ben shook his head and shoved the postcard back into his backpack as he whispered, "No one."

Thankfully Richie didn't seem to want to pester the boy and moved on, pulling out a small blue folder from the boy's backpack and opening it up to reveal newspaper articles on the Black Spot explosion.

"What's with the history project?" Richie asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

"Oh well, when I first moved here, I really didn't have anyone to hang out with so I just started spending time in the library," Ben explained while Richie handed the folder over to Bill.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows curiously and was quick to pull herself up onto her feet and go sit next to Bill as she glanced down at the newspaper. Bill's eyes widened slightly at the close proximity and stared at the girl for a split second before gulping softly and looking back down at the newspapers as he tried to calm his nerves.

"You went to the library? On purpose?" Richie questioned in both disgust and horror making Y/N chuckle and roll her eyes at the boy.

"Some people enjoy going to the library, Richie," Y/N informed him making the boy give her a confused look.

"Why?" he asked, his nose scrunching up as he looked at the girl in utter bewilderment.

"Oh, I wanna see," Beverly said as she scrambled to her feet and went to sit in between Bill and Ben, not noticing the way that Ben tensed ever so slightly before looking to the girl with a blush dusting his cheeks.

"What's the Black Spot?" Stan asked, having caught sight of the papers for a moment and wondering what exactly it was about.

"The Black Spot was a nightclub that was burned down years ago by that racist cult," Eddie explained.

"The what?" Stan questioned as both him and Y/N gave Eddie the same confused look.

Eddie blinked slightly in surprise at just how similar the two cousins looked in that moment with their eyebrows scrunching together and the corner of their mouth twitching up slightly into a confused smile as they stared at him before he asked, "Don't you watch Geraldo?"

"Who?" Y/N questioned making the boy give her an appalled look as he put a hand to his chest like her question had physically wounded him.

"Your hair," a soft voice said making the group turn away from their discussion to see that Ben was staring at Beverly with wide eyes. It was obvious he hadn't meant to say those words out loud and Beverly looked to the boy almost nervously as she gave him a confused look. Ben finally seemed to snap out of his daze as he said, "Your hair looks beautiful, Beverly."

Beverly blinked in surprise before smiling as she brushed some strands of hair behind her ear. "Oh, right. Thanks," she whispered while Ben looked to the ground bashfully.

Y/N and Bill both glanced at each other in confusion before Bill shrugged. Y/N smiled and let out a small chuckle while Bill watched her in adoration.

Richie looked between the two pairs who were obviously crushing on each other and rolled his eyes, not being able to take it anymore. "Here, pass," the boy said, snapping the four kids out of their trances as Bill tore his gaze away from Y/N to pass the folder to Richie.

"Why's it all murders and missing kids?" Richie asked as he glanced at the folder once again before passing it to Stan so that him and Eddie could see.

"Derry's not like any town I've ever been in before. They did a study once and it turns out people die or disappear six times the national average," Ben told them, his words making all of them stop what they were doing to look at him.

"You read that?" Beverly questioned while the kids all shared looks with one another. It didn't take a genius for them to realize that the mood had grown just a little darker, but Ben didn't seem to notice and continued.

"And that's just grown-ups. Kids are worse—way, way worse," Ben said while Y/N and Stan locked eyes. Y/N could see the small trace of fear on her cousin's eyes and she was sure her eyes held the same as they both gulped.

"I've got more stuff, if you want to see it," Ben suggested and Eddie was quick to shake his head as he looked to his friends. But by the looks on their faces, it was clear they wanted to go see what Ben was talking about. So all Eddie could do was let out a small sigh while Y/N offered him a sympathetic smile.

This was going to be fun.

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