#(I'm sorry all! I don't know why it was still sitting in the damn queue! Stupid tumblr!)

[liquid-luck-00]

My Life is One Complication After Another 5

Chapter 5

I’m going to try to post more this year and finish up a few of my started to fics so sorry for not updating this in a while

First *** Previous

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In his defense it had been only three hours, but he still doesn't understand how his newest child seems to be completely missing. They had all noticed she was missing during breakfast but none thought much of it. They all thought she was still in her room, when they looked she wasn't there

Queue them searching the entire Manor, while Damian searched the grounds, and Tim trying to trace her locations.

Now that lead to more questions than answers.

The last location her phone showed was somewhere in Starling City at 3:22 am and then it disappeared.

He and Tim were now attempting to trace her, Dick was pacing, while Jason was on the phone trying to call Roy.

The location history made no sense. One minute she is in Gotham, the next time her phone gives a signal she is in Starling, and the next she's gone.

"Damn..." Tim cursed, more to himself than to anyone in particular.

"What is it?" Bruce asked watching the screen.

"She's Pinky, remember." Tim stated as if that made everything make sense.

"Just spell it out Replacement." Jason grumbled still unable to get a hold of Roy, apparently.

"She's the one who erased every mention of a magical war in Paris. We've never interacted with her as Bats, but..." He held up a little red drive. "She put all the information imbedded into this drive, which she gave me the second day we met..."

Timothy's words hung in the air. The unspoken words rang in his mind like an alarm.

She knows.

He was beginning to spiral.

He's only had custody of his daughter for a week, and she's gone. From what Tim is saying she can hide from them if she wants. She could be anywhere. She could have been taken and she knows who they are. He didn't prep her, or even tell her himself.

No. She figured it out on her own and knows they are hiding it from her.

"If I may Master Bruce?" Alfred cleared his throat, effectively pulling everyone's attention. Breaking him from his thoughts, he nodded. "All of you have treated the girl as if she is made of glass."

"She is a civilian, we have..." Dick started but Alfred stopped him.

"Yet, from what I have heard she is not. She knows of your nightly activities." He rose a knowing brow.

"Alfred, you know more, don't you?" Bruce questioned.

"Even if I do. The young Miss should be the one to tell you." With that he turned and made his way back up to the manor.

"Tim keep tracing, Jason get a hold of Roy. I'm going to Starling, maybe Oliver knows where she might be." He grumbled.

---

"Why does everything always seem to be so much easier when you’re here Bug?" Green Arrow asked as the three of them were coming back in from patrol.

"It's the creation and balance of the Ladybug Miraculous. It quite literally tries to even everything out around it. Essentially meaning because there’s usually so much wrong going on in the city. So, it mellows it out to the point where it’s almost nonexistent it seems." She explains sitting down at one of the desks letting her transformation fall.

"I should probably head back." She let her head slightly hang lost in thought.

"Come on Nettie, Bruce is probably looking for you anyways, why don't you come and have breakfast. Laurel's been wanting to see you anyways." Oliver extended an invitation to which she gladly accepted.

Oliver took his car, while Marinette went with Roy on his motorcycle. The entire ride back she leaned into him comfortable and finally having a moment of peace since moving.

She knows her family means well, but they’re almost suffocating. And unfortunately she has a feeling the suffocation isn’t about to end.

The second she stepped in Starling, she remembered to put her phone into an untraceable mode due to miraculous magic. It however didn’t cross her mind to switch that off quite yet.

They rode back to the Queen estate where both Oliver and Laurel were waiting for them. She knows Roy took the long route, in order to help her ease her mind. As soon as she takes off the helmet Laurel envelops her in a hug.

"Nettie, it has been too long. And frankly if these two knuckleheads weren’t going to bring you I was."

"You know I’m only a phone call away Laurel." Marinette laughed, as the first genuine smile came back on her lips for the entire week.

"Why don’t we get some breakfast on and then tell me about all the drama which must've likely kicked up."

"Deal. Berry crepes?"

"If you’re making them, Bug, definitely." Roy leaned over and gave her shoulder a squeeze before settling into a side hug.

She looked up at him and gave him a knowing smirk. "You’re helping Speedy, come on."

She grabbed his wrist and dragged him knowingly to the kitchen.

Marinette would pop in to Starling almost as often as Roy did to Paris, and that would be almost biweekly. So Marinette knew exactly where everything would be in that kitchen. As she quickly whipped up the batter, she had Roy slice up fruits and the jams to create the filling.

The three of them were in the kitchen just casually talking, Oliver had of course gone somewhere that wasn't the kitchen, where he knew he would end up getting scolded by Marinette.

Can he cook, yes, did he usually get into Marinette's way, also yes.

He didn’t come back until they called him back to finally eat something.

They sat and talked until they all realized they were restless. So the four of them got up and left for the rarely used in home gym. Mostly because everyone in the house instead use thugs, mercenary‘s, and other meta-humans as punching bags, so the home gym didn’t get used all that much.

"You and me first, Nettie." Laurel pulled her to the mat in the center.

Kaalki and Tikki were floating around, the latter decided to sit on Roy's shoulder, both nibbling on a cookie. Oliver had disappeared again.

She smiled before falling into position facing Laurel.

---

Bruce didn't get nervous, much less worried, but Oliver was however getting on his nerves.

He has a daughter to find and bring home, and he is not co-operating in the slightest.

Instead of meeting him anywhere, Oliver told him to come over by the estate, which he did. He didn’t even make it inside, seeing as Oliver was waiting for him at the door.

"She’ll be home by dinner." He was nearly expressionless, stating a fact more than anything else, and Bruce hated it.

"I don’t even know how she got here, Oliver. If she’s even still here, I need to find her I..." He spoke in measured breaths, but his mind raced.

"You and the boys are suffocating her, Bruce. She’s not a civilian, you’re just too damn blind to see that. She understands more than you give her credit for."

"Oliver it’s not that I don’t trust her or I don’t see her worth. I..." He was once again cut off by the Green Arrow.

"Bruce talk to your daughter, before she ends up putting you on your ass." With that Oliver turned and went back inside, closing the door behind him. Which left Bruce annoyed and bewildered all the same time.

Of everyone in the league he and Oliver have the most in common. He knows he’s not the best dealing with his emotions or those of others, hell Oliver is not much better. Yet he knows if he doesn't change something, if this continues as is, he knows he might lose his daughter.

But this.

This is his family, his child. But at the same time he really doesn’t know what to do.

His children have always needed him, they needed both aspects of him. But her, she’s different from the others.

That he knows.

And not just the fact that she seems to be able to process her emotions. There’s a weight on her, one he feels he should recognize, but hasn’t quite yet.

So he returned back to Gotham. And the first thing he did was sit at the Bat-computer, and searched the Starling vigilantes. And a recent photo nearly made him panic.

There’s a girl in a dark red and black suit, the plating almost resembling an insects armor more than something man-made. Over her right shoulder was a clearly unconscious Aarsenal, and in her right hand was his bow. On the side was both Green Arrow and Black Canary looking like two immensely proud parents.

All he felt though was anger towards Oliver queen for making his daughter a vigilante. And panic for that exact same reason.

He needs to talk to his daughter.

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[justasmidgx]

Because people are somehow mad at me for pointing out that this is TERF nonsense and the post is FULL of TERFs (I can go count if you want lmao, I don't block them on here so I can still see all their trash) let me explain a few things

the people saying "but you're a hp blog you don't care about terfs"? if you took two seconds to look at my bio this is a former hp rp blog, from around the time of the first fantastic beasts movie. it was quickly abandoned and it's stated in my bio that i'm too lazy to change it because i'm not putting effort into changing a bunch of shit on a blog i barely post on and mainly use to follow friends and art blogs and rarely post on (i take things i like from my dash here and reblog/queue them on my main blog, i keep a short follow list here so my dash is manageable)

literally the first step to terfism is "men evil" and "sex bad". like that's literally how it starts. and if you talk about men's issues? oh then you're not a REAL feminist, men don't have ISSUES. all men are totally privileged they could never have PROBLEMS. which i feel like i shouldn't have to state the problems with that statement but i do. The patriarchy serves and benefits rich, white, cishet, Christian, conservative men. Like that's basically it. men who are part of minorities get fucked over by the patriarchy, especially in america.

while some of the shit they're saying in that thread is ridiculous, other stuff is just so weird to mock? like you're gonna sit here and INSIST that they guy talking about basically being touched starved is just "an incel made he can't get sex"? not about the fact that humans are a social species that are wired to crave touch. that doesn't mean sex. like for instance as an AFAB person, even when i came out as Not Straight in high school, if I had a sleepover with a friend (all straight girls) we slept in the same bed. That's fairly normal for teen girls. teen boys? not a chance. Men aren't allowed to touch each other unless they want to face homophobic abuse (which is a whole other issue). I've literally seen cis women call men weak or gay becausee they??? hugged a male friend??? meanwhile friends that are girls can cuddle up and watch a movie, hug each other, lay on each other, hell you want honesty? i had a straight friend eat whipped cream off my neck and it wasn't even a big deal. it wasn't "ew i can't do that i'm straight" it wasn't worries about what people would think. it was girls being friends. women and girls are allowed to touch, men? men in america? nah. that's for spouses only, MAYBE children, and if they're lucky they can hug family and not be called slurs. like of course they're fucking touch starved.

what bothers me especially is the amount of people going "omg men don't care about each other because they don't know each other's bdays". guess what? i barely know my FAMILY'S birthdays. don't fucking try to ask my FRIENDS. like sorry, i'm fucking shit at dates i always have been. it took me forever to learn my mom's bday and i still don't remember my dads (i don't spend as much time with him and don't see him on his bday tho so that's kind of why). my grandma's and aunt's i remember easily because of circumstances around their bdays. like you wanna tell me i don't care about people just because i can't remember specific dates very well? fuck off with that

like this post turned out so much longer than i want but it's so fucking weird seeing 80% of the "Reblogs with comments" literally marked red by shinigami eyes (and another 15% just being TERFs that aren't marked as such) and then have someone in the comments trying to claim there's nothing terfy about this attitude towards men. like damn how are y'all treating queer men? or disabled men?

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

[reddeadreference]

Blog Update: (kinda) Travel Blog Style

Reminder: Various polls will be closing within the next 24 hours. (see pinned post for links)

Drafts: 61

Queue: 8 (7 POI posts, 1 face angle post)

---

So I was getting the remaining POI entries I need between the two and I have Arthur go to the Hermit Woman... you either have to run off her dogs or kill them. ... I had to kill them. I just survived a bear attack I'm not dying to three dogs.

Arthur hogties the woman, writes in his journal, and as I have him get on his horse to leave he shouts back,

"You take care now!"

Arthur please...

Speaking of bear attacks I'm VERY curious to know if the camp will react in ANY way to Arthur coming back all scratched up so I'm hoping the wounds don't fade til I ride all the way back... to Clemen's Point... from North Big Valley... The blood faded from his coat but the scratch marks are still there.

Had the rude racer come up to us and ask to race down to Owanjila. Said no. He called us a coward and he's very lucky we have places to be.

Autopilot... Crashed into the tree those damn O'Driscoll's cut down to make Arthur and Micah crash that wagon. Why does no one ever fix that?

Just as we reach near Diablo Ridge (near the edge of West Elizabeth) we have to help a guy with a bear trap and I see our bear scars finally fade away from our back... now we only have the face scar... gotta hurry if I wanna show camp.

Just as I see camp in the distance... face scar is gone. Mission Failure.

...

Walking towards where Micah's at the fire, bear pelt over my shoulder.

Me: Micah I fought a bear and won, look, look!

Micah makes some noise, laughs, "got ya there."

Arthur: Just name the place my friend. Just name the place.

Dude... we fought a BEAR and won. Think we're scared of you???

...

Oh to be as happy as Uncle looks playing the banjo.

...

See's Micah bothering Abigail, beelines for them.

He walks away says "Ladies" to Karen, Tilly, and Grimshaw.

Karen: *happily* Hello!

Me: WTF Karen?!

...

Proceeds to follow him around camp antagonizing him.

He brags about putting money in the box (after fucking teleporting I stg he was behind me)

Arthur: What do you want? A medal?

$25 hm? weeeell.... lemme just put in... $100.

...

Scene comes up where Karen is complaining about Grimshaw, Grimshaw shows up.. with a broom.

The fuck are you out here sweeping, Susan?!

Arthur: *to Karen* My lady.

Karen: Leave it.

What did I do?!

...

As we're leaving camp to head to the Braithwaite place to get a photo of their secret I see Hosea walking away into the woods... with a plate. Where the fuck did he get a PLATE? I thought we only had bowls?!

Then we see him kicking Sean awake (who's supposed to be on guard) and I realize it's for a scene... but then I go over and look via photo mode... plate is gone.

..

Rowing over to the manor and there's a couple sitting on the beach. cute.

I think that's all the things I need for POIs (besides the Grey's secret because for some reason whenever I go to get that entry the paper is gone and neither wrote anything down for it.) so those should be all up within a week.

While I'm out here might as well get some photos for those little islands.

Is there a reason that the music on these fucking things is so fucking creepy at night????

...

If I hit a snake with my boat... it'll be fine right??? . . . It hissed and disappeared but there's no X on the map... but it did a lil flash on the screen... Q-Q I'm sorry Snek.

On the bright side my heath is going up from all this paddling.

got to the sunken/wrecked ship. Never noticed an eagle can spawn at the top of the mast.

So.. just like in real life.. shooting a hole in your boat is a bad idea. Not sure what I thought would happen. In hindsight I should've done this closer to the camp and not... ya know, on the island across from it. That being said if you're ever stuck on one of those islands just set up a camp and poof magically you're back on the main land.

...

Rolled around in the mud to see if I could get Grimshaw to make me wash... she comes up to me... and says they were worried about me Q-Q I didn't think I was gone so long. I just went around the islands for about a day and a half.

Went fishing off the dock

"You sir, are a fish." Arthur is too precious for this world...

[thisweekingundamwing]

This Week in Gundam Wing January 27 - 2 February 2019

Here’s this week’s roundup!

Remember to give your content creators some love! And join in on the events at the bottom!

~Mod Hel

Fanfiction/Snippets/AU Ideas:

Amberly

A Liar A Thief and an Apology https://archiveofourown.org/works/17485439

Chang Wufei/Duo Maxwell

references to past violence

Series: Part 6 of Just Like Heaven

There was only one way he could apologize. A way he could offer Wufei back his stolen heart with his own alongside it.

@anaranesindanarie​

It’s a Small Town (Ch. 5&6) https://archiveofourown.org/works/16430819/chapters/41257163

Trowa Barton/Duo Maxwell, Long Meilan/Hilde Schbeiker, Catherine Bloom/Abdul Kurama, Chang Wufei/Duo Maxwell

What happened before Tequila, Breakups

Series: Part 1 of Small Town Boys

The events before the start of Tequila.Not necessarily in order.

@disturbed02girl​

Postcard #20 https://disturbed02girl.tumblr.com/post/182381994065/postcard-20-une-or-lady-as-the-boys-often-call

Une, or Lady as the boys often call her with a sneer, can’t resist asking Duo for favors if she finds out his location is useful. Of course Duo obliges when he can. And really, he has been known to request a few favors in exchange (see postcard #3). This sometimes irks Heero, who doesn’t like Duo taking risks when there is no support or backup to call in ASAP.

This most recent favor used Duo’s talent in stealth as he checked out a questionable operation in a warehouse. His coded message back to Une told her team that yes the warehouse was shady, they would need more than one team for a sting operation, and it was full of illegal merchandise.

Always the prankster, Duo’s latest victim (and his favorite) was Wufei, who returned home to find his bathtub full with 75 goldfish happily splashing about.

WIP https://disturbed02girl.tumblr.com/post/182509165845/this-story-has-been-sitting-idle-on-my-computer

This story has been sitting idle on my computer for 3 years. Maybe posting some will motivate me. Maybe.

It’s Duo’s perspective–

@lemontrash​

WIP Wednesday https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/182435725409/wip-wednesday

Here’s a chunk from the 1x5 Mail Order Husband fic. Who put me up to this? @noirangetrois​ was it you? Anyway, here’s a bit where they’ve just met and Heero is wondering what the hell he has just bailed from the spaceport police station.

@lifeaftermeteor​

Snippet Saturday https://lifeaftermeteor.tumblr.com/post/182511822905/laser-tag-and-games-complex-l4-v05001-29-december

Laser Tag and Games Complex

L4-V05001

29 December 210

@terrablaze514​

Dare To Be Different (Secret Magic AU) https://terrablaze514.tumblr.com/post/182322276017/inspired-by-this-post-make-sure-you-follow

**Inspired by this post. Make sure you follow their page!**

Rated T for mature subject matter… Or M on the side of caution. I dunno - one of those ratings is best suited for this scene.

Timeline: A few months into working on their Blind Target album. Consider this their break time.

Summary: The group freezes at odds when Heero’s words slip. Thankfully, Mr. Lowe steps in and offers assurance.

Fanart:

@cyberbeastswordwolfe​

https://cyberbeastswordwolfe.tumblr.com/post/182460292734/painted-build-mg-1100-tallgeese-i-ew-ver

Tallgeese, model

@lemontrash​

http://simulacraryn.tumblr.com/post/182434556903/being-a-troll-trowa-has-some-awful-bad-habits

Troll Trowa, and a discussion on sheep. >_>

https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/182512248574

Discord Hijinks 1

https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/182512315999

Discord Hijinks 2

Photosets/Screenshots:

@lemontrash​

https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/182508768179/new-fave-emoji-combo

Emoji Winner, Winner, Chicken Dinner

Head Canons:

@nashiil-and-kiilan​

http://nashiil-and-kiilan.tumblr.com/post/182320831526/more-random-gundam-wing-thoughts

Chibi Gundam’s/Children

@offspringchick29​

https://www.pillowfort.io/posts/476453

Sims4 GW family headcanons

Chats/Discussions:

@helmistress​

https://helmistress.tumblr.com/post/182388200479/gw-rewatch-has-finally-commenced

A Gundam Wing rewatch... revelation-a-thon?

@terrablaze514​

https://terrablaze514.tumblr.com/post/182321320867/gw-episode-44-epiphany

GW Ep. 44 Epiphany

@noirangetrois​

Quotes/Dialogues:

@incorrectgundamwingquotes​

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182340285895/incorrectgundamwingquotes-duo-what-are-your

Duo, Quatre, & WuFei

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182352422513/duo-do-you-want-to-hang-out-heero-generic

Duo & Heero

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182350334024/heero-is-the-equipment-secure-duo-check

Heero & Duo

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182367187573/wufei-i-dont-have-anger-issues-quatre-you

WuFei, Quatre, & Trowa

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182302024933/howard-hands-phone-to-duo-its-your-boyfriend

Howard & Duo

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182365823974/gundam-wing-ao3-tags-vol-2

Gundam Wing + AO3 Tags Vol. 2

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182378840926/heero-staring-at-relena-from-across-the-room-to

Heero & Duo

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182384145333/heero-well-stand-together-even-in-life-and

Heero, Duo, & Trowa

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182389044127/quatre-ive-never-been-on-a-guys-night-out

Quatre, Duo, Trowa, & WuFei

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182390600364/metaandpotatoes-1-dear-lord-this-show-has-a

Zechs (via @metaandpotatoes​)

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182393302147/quatre-so-the-hairdresser-shows-up-at-noon

Quatre & Trowa

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182396036186/sharing-a-safehouse-duo-what-if-the-only

Duo, Quatre, Heero, Trowa, & WuFei

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182418817248/heero-if-anyone-hurt-you-id-hunt-them-down-to

Heero, Duo, & Hilde

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182435850911/heero-everyone-activate-protocol-blackbird

Heero, WuFei, & Duo

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182515288573/quatre-look-i-can-take-care-of-myself-thank-you

Quatre & Heero

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182485529114/trowa-has-quatre-sitting-in-his-lap-duo-how

Trowa, Quatre, Duo, & Heero

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182505413181/heero-is-still-healing-from-self-destructing

Heero & Trowa

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182502912264/quatre-do-i-look-straight-trowa-not-in-the

Quatre & Trowa

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/182510611458/duo-i-cant-take-this-anymore-someone-needs-to

Duo & Heero

No Idea What To Put This Under:

@lemontrash​

https://lemontrash.tumblr.com/post/182500648999/radio-meteor-episode-5-relenas-secret

Episode 5 of Radio Meteor

Calendar Events:

@gwcocktailfriday​

Cocktail Fridays!

Post responses on Friday, during Happy Hour between 3 & 5 pm in your own timezone.

Here’s the prompt for Friday February 8th! https://gwcocktailfriday.tumblr.com/post/182499358554/cocktail-friday-post-responses-on-friday-february

For those going to Pillowfort, find us here.

@lifeaftermeteor​

https://lifeaftermeteor.tumblr.com/post/182331989089/welcome-to-the-first-official-meet-up-of-2019

A GW Meet-up on the discord server.

Today’s the last day! Come have some fun nerding out!

@our-summer-of-zechs​

Summer of Zechs 2019 Ideas https://our-summer-of-zechs.tumblr.com/post/181628092091/we-appear-to-still-be-up-and-running-folks

Come let us know how long this summer’s event should last!

What Month is it? https://our-summer-of-zechs.tumblr.com/post/182355135746/what-month-is-it

Come vote on a month for the event to be hosted in!

Here’s the Pillowfort discussion.

@thisweekingundamevents

GW Valentine’s Event 2019

https://thisweekingundamevents.tumblr.com/post/182467645260/gw-valentines-event-2019

Schedule:

Sunday January 20th - Saturday February 9th | Make your thing(s)

Sunday February 10th - Saturday February 16th | Post your works

Here’s the Pillowfort discussion

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[browneyedhex]

Dallas goes to you after a fight

"C'mon Dal, you're getting blood all over my bed." You groan, watching as blood was dripping from his shirt and getting onto your bed.

"Aw, sorry doll, I figured by now you'd know I'd come to you after a fight." He says, looking down at your blanket before shrugging.

"What if one of these times I'm asleep? You still gonna just barge in here?" You sigh, getting the first aid from the cabinet. "Take your shirt off." You ordered but he already had it off.

He offers a knowing grin at you, "One step ahead of ya."

"Oh, so then you already know I'm gonna call you an ass." You reach for your chair, twisting it around and then sit down on it. "Lift your arm, stupid." You huff, opening it and started taking pieces out.

"My, my, my what's got your panties all in a bunch?" He says with a toothy smile as he looks at you as you dig around to help clean him up.

"Oh, you came into my room all bloody when I was comfortable in bed and almost asleep." You hiss, putting some clear liquid on some minor injuries he had, definitely keeping in mind to ask him about those.

He rolls his eyes, sitting back on the toilet and looks up at the ceiling. "The color you picked for your bathroom walls is terrible."

"Are we really about to have a conversation like that? Anyways, why are you covered up in blood?" You ask, reaching for a bandaid but he stops you midway and throws it back in the kit, mumbling about how he doesn't need no damn bandaid.

You roll your eyes, pursing your lips as you clasp your hands together between your knees waiting for him to answer your question. "Alright, alright...I got into a fight...some asshole was saying something awful about ya...felt like it was my job to take care of it, yknow. " He stops for a moment and looks over at you.

"People talk shit about me all the time it shouldn't bother you if it doesn't bother me no more." You shrug.

"Cuz it ain't right...yknow what? Forget it. I need a drink." He says, getting up from the toilet seat and walks out of your room with you on his tail.

"Dammit Dallas no! You took some last time and my dad thought I took em which with you I should drink because of how much you drive me crazy!

He rolls his eyes once more, opening the fridge and the yellow glow shining in his face. "Man, your old man picks some cheap shit, huh?" He takes a cold one anyways. "Besides you know you love me."

"Get real! What happened, dammit!" You almost stomped your foot as you narrow your eyes at him

"What? Don't believe me? You don't think I'd beat someone for ya? Huh? Is that what you think?" He asks, getting close to you after he takes a chug.

You blink, noticing his temper was rising and you felt yourself take a step back. "I-uh...uhm." you couldn't find it in yourself to speak right as he backs you into the wall by the front door, raising his arms on either side of you. "Because I would...I'd beat the living shit outta someone if they so as much give you a nasty side glance." He says with a sneer and then pauses. You two just looking each other in the eyes before he leans forehead, placing a kiss to your forehead.

You hear a car pull up and headlights shine into the living room. "I guess that's my queue to leave...thanks for the beer." He says, pushing away from the wall and dares to open the front door with beer in hand, walking out and you hear your dad shouting profanities at him.

[byuncock]

Do you still love me? // Baekhyun

pairing: baekhyun x oc/reader

genre: angst, slight fluff?

word count: 1.6k

a/n: unedited! inspo came from a oneshot that is no longer available to read.

The cafe was filled with such a happy atmosphere. You were feeling everything, but.

You looked over to your boyfriend as his attention was solely on the one person sitting across from him. Which so happens to be his ex.

The both of you were out for your anniversary celebration, but it seems like you were the only one excited noting the outfits as you looked down at yours then looking over to Baekhyun's laidback hoodie and sweats. Good thing anything he wears makes him look stylish.

For some reason his ex keeps glaring at you from time to time. You havent even talked to her beside a simple introduction of hello's and my name is.

Your mood for the day has been ruined and dampened even more at the fact that he was paying attention to his ex more than you. You heave out a sigh while staring ahead just wanting them to finish talking so the both of you could just end the day even though it's only the after noon.

Hearing the sigh Baekhyun turns towards you while his friend is still talking. He stares a bit feeling bad that you had to deal with this on a special day.

He turns to her, "Well, it was nice seeing you again. If you don't mind leaving us since we are celebrating our anniversary after all" Baekhyun shoos her politely.

She let's out a flabbergasted "Oh!" and nods at the both of you then leaving. Baekhyun turns his head towards yours and gives a peck at your temple.

Feeling annoyed you stood up to leave not before telling him, "Let's go home, Baekhyun"

You were washing the dishes. Deep in thought about when things went wrong with your relationship with baekhyun.

He's been distant since around a month ago you ponder. Then the affection started decreasing weekly along with dates and communication you investigate.

As you were deep in thought Baekhyun was standing at the entrance of the kitchen the whole time with his arms crossed while staring at you. Also, deep in thought of what words to start off.

"Hey, we need to talk" he starts off as he uncrosses his arms and walks closer to you leaving a good distance.

Coming back to reality you looked over to him then down at the sink since you were still washing the dishes, "What did you wanna talk about?" letting out nonchalantly.

He opens his mouth, but the words are stuck. He closes and swallows, trying again, "I don't think I want to continue this relationship anymore" he lets out softly. As if he was hesitant even saying it, scared even.

You knew this was coming. Were you surprised? No. Just disappointed. You ceased washing the plates and turn to look fully at him, "Why?" genuinely curious even though you were breaking inside.

He stayed silent while looking around. Trying to find the words you assumed. "Do you still love me anymore?" you questioned in a whisper.

He stares at you straight in the eye, "I don't think I love you anymore" he finally lets out. Breaking you completely.

It was suddenly getting harder to breathe. You feel the tears creeping up. But you swallowed a large lump and nodded. Going back to finish washing the dishes, "Alright then, I guess this is it?" you questioned.

Not letting him say anything else when you added, "I'll pack my stuff when I'm done with this" you turn your head at him with a forced small smile.

Then he left.

-

It's been about a few weeks. Or a month. You don't really know since you lost count of the days. Not having the energy to even care about anything else besides your broken heart.

You were staying at your friend's place, who is kind enough to let you move in, but because of reasons you didn't want to do that to her. Letting her know you'll only be staying there for a short time until you find your own place.

The sun has set and the moon is shining brightly. Though the weather has been nice lately your mood hasn't got any better. So you try to cheer yourself up by having walks daily either in the morning or night.

This time around you were feeling extra sad and heartbroken which led to all memories with Baekhyun and self doubt. Must be your incoming monthly cycle.

You were walking out at night aimlessly. Which should be dangerous, but you didnt care at the moment. Not until someone grabbed your shoulders from behind and turned you around, startling you.

You were so shock you didn't really get to process who the person was before they pulled you into their embrace. The scent giving it away.

The tears you've been trying to keep at bay for the past week had finally been let go.

Baekhyun hears you sobbing and hugs you tighter while whispering apologies and I love yous in your ear.

You were so upset and hurt that he broke it off just like that. All the anger and sadness coming out through your sobs and actions. You pushed him away while looking at him.

"W- What ar-are you doin- doing?" you asked while hiccuping. Now that you were finally able to take a look at him you cried even harder.

He was flabbergasted, didn't know what to do, but pull you in his embrace once again while apologizing, "I.... I'm sorry my love.... I'm so sorry"

He tightened his hug while whispering apologies and sweet nothings.

While you just stood there. Limp. Bawling your eyes out at the same man who broke your heart.

So many thoughts were bombarding your already tired head. Why is he here? Why is he hugging me? How did he recognize me? What the fuck?

Baekhyun let you cry in his arms while he soothes your back. Waiting for you to calm down before he speaks again. When you do he lets out softly, "I would like to speak with you. If that's okay?" pulling away at arms length so he can look at you. Trying to decipher the emotion on your face other than sadness.

You were so confused, "What do you even want to talk about?" giving a deep frown as you try to back away from him and have a decent amount of space in between.

Baekhyun didn't like that. Even though you created distance he still managed to graze his hands down to yours to intertwine them.

"I wanted to apologize" he started quickly. "I know I broke your heart and told you I no longer loved you, but baby was I so damn wrong," he tightened his hold on you.

Millions of emotions ran through you. Still confused obviously. But now. Upset. How can he just do that? One second decides he no longer loves you and breaks it off then come back because he was wrong. Who does that?

He was eagerly waiting for any type of reply, but all he received was a troubled look and thoughts running through your head.

"These past weeks we've been apart felt like hell. I realized I made a mistake shortly after I broke it off with you, but I didn't want to get back to you so soon because I wanted to be sure that I still love you. Which I do, which is why I was trying to plan something until I ran into you" he pauses. Letting you soak in what he said before continuing.

He saw your eyes move from the ground up to his eyes. He took that as a queue to talk again and hopefully convince you how sincere he is.

"Something in my gut told me to do it now or else I wouldn't have got a chance later. So I took it." he pauses again and slowly gravitate you towards him into an embrace so the both of you could look directly at each other.

"Now I am hoping you can forgive me and give me another chance because I love you so damn much. I'm a fucking moron to ever thought I didn't love you anymore. Please, baby. Give me another chance and let me be with you again." he softly lets out with his lips just a centimeter away from yours.

His eyes occasionally drift between your eyes and your lips. Somehow his arms were wrapped around you.

You were still soaking it in. Everything was too much at the moment and in the state you were currently in didn't help.

The whole time he talked you didn't even reply back with anything besides all the emotional looks he caught.

You were deep in thought. So deep in thought you forgot what was happening until you feel his arms tighten around you.

You can tell the situation was making him anxious and your lack of response made it 10x worse.

"I don't" you croaked. Clearing your throat you tried again " I don't know" you finally let out.

He ended up placing his forehead against yours and stared deeply into your eyes. "Please" he begged with a crack in his voice. He closed his eyes and his expression seemed like he was holding back his tears.

You didn't feel bad.

You pulled away from him. Making sure you were six feet apart and he stood there with his eyes closed. You can see a tear run down his pretty features.

"My number's still the same" you whispered. You stood there for another few seconds then turn to leave.

If he wanted you back then he better work his ass off.

You were not going to experience that heart break again. You wanted to be sure that he means it so if the both of you do get back together there wouldn't be doubts. There wouldn't be second thoughts of what if Baekhyun falls out of love with you again. Because you have no idea if you can handle that the second time.

-

As you are walking back to your friend's place. Your phone vibrates.

~

a/n: lmk your thoughts!

[hitozy]

twin stars ‹ masterlist › have you ever

𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢

Iwaizumi had forgotten how rowdy his friends are, and one isn't physically present.

He had not seen any of his friends since the wedding and even then he didn't get to see and chat with them very long, he was out of it that day. But here he is on a Friday night, with YN sitting beside him per request of the three dumbasses sitting across from them; Maki and Mattsun with Oikawa on their phone screen, demanding attention like the needy shit he has always been.

He feels you more than he hears you laugh at whatever the others are telling you and he takes a chance to take a peek, as if he hasn't been doing that since you walked out of the room to go out with him.

Your short black skirt that he had already thought was short when you were standing is even shorter now as you sat, it barely covered your ass, leaving your beautiful legs on display for all the perverts. On top of that you wore a skin tight shirt that had a boob window and he has been wanting to punch every creep that keeps on looking at it. He wants to snarl at every single person that makes a double take on her, of course she's beautiful.

She's also too good for anyone out there.

He relaxes as he watches her laugh freely, her cheeks tinted pink, her eyelashes wet from laughing so hard at his friends antics. He decided he should bring her to these reunions from now on, take her out more, she must feel lonely just doing school work and being at home since most of her friends are to engrossed on their future or on their relationships.

"Earth to Iwachan!" He felt someone smack his head, finding the culprit to be a smirking Mattsun, "We get it! You're married and happy, I mean..." Mattsun, Maki and Oikawa all turn to look at YN, "I can blame you, YN has always been the most beautiful woman in our life."

YN, used to their flirty but harmless antics snorts at it, "That's not what I heard when Hajime and I walked in as you fucked that 2nd year cheerleader. What has her name again? Mina?" She smirked at it, making Iwaizumi laugh at the memory. He had been horrified and had accidentally pulled you into the bathroom instead of running outside. Both stuffed uncomfortably in there while hearing Mattsun pound (roughly) into the poor girl until the cheerleader moaned out a 'Daddy' to Mattsun, making you both laugh and interrupted them.

Mattsun laughed at it, "I can still hear you both laughing about it! What's so wrong about having a Daddy kink, huh? YOU KINK SHAMERS!"

"You weren't even close to daddy age, Mattsun!" YN joined Iwaizumi's laughter, leaning against him for support, "You were only 18, what's so 'daddy' about that!?"

Mattsun only huffed at that and Iwaizumi thought that maybe he was angry, the slight scowl on his face as he watched YN grip his bicep as she hid behind him from laughter remained there for a long time afterwards.

―

YN had just gotten up for the bathroom when his friends sharp glances turned to him. Usually, he would ignore it since it really wasn't their business, but he know from experience that if he keeps on avoiding it, they'll get worse.

Taking a sip from his beer and without sparing a glance to any of them, he gives. "Just spit it out."

It wasn't a surprise that shittykawa was the one to initiate it, "I can't believe YN took your stupid ass in marriage."

He turned to glare at his friend on the screen, "What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that she could've and SHOULD HAVE gone for someone who is emotionally available and isn't still chasing after his ex."

"I- this marriage is just - it's-"

"It's what?" Mattsun interrupts him, "Convenience? Because she's your friend, so its comfortable? You think that's fair?" He scoffs at Iwaizumi and it makes him feel small, "She's so in love with you and you don't even see it," he points at his, harshly poking his chest, "its so infuriating seeing you chasing after that other bitch when YN has always been right there!" He takes a swing of his drink, obviously irritated with his wedded friend.

"I- its-... she isn't in love with me, we're friends, best friends." What the hell is wrong with his friends? "What the hell is this? Why do any of you care about me and yn? You guys said you were happy about me marrying her!"

"We were, until we saw that you aren't in love with her."

Iwaizumi feels his heart drop at his friends deadpanned expressions. He doesn't regret marrying YN, he just wishes he had done it under normal circumstances.

"I'm trying."

"We know Iwachan," he looks up to see Oikawa giving him a pained smile, "But you need to cut off Jae for good. YN deserves at least that."

"Speaking of the queen of Rome... someone is following her."

Iwaizumi feels his body tense at Mattsun's words, someone is following you? He turns a bit to catch you fast walking towards their table, a worried expression on your face. He can also see the creep walking behind you, eyeing you hungrily.

He doesn't like it.

Once she makes it to the table, all of the boys can see how out of breath she is and wonder just how long she's been trying to avoid him. She sits beside Iwaizumi, meeting no one's eye and soon enough the guy is there with a smirk, "Hey baby, why did you runaway? Come on, ditch these losers and come with me instead."

He has no right, Iwaizumi knows that he has no right to get so mad at this perverts words but he can't help the possessiveness that is pouring out of himself, blinded by rage, he acts on impulse.

Iwaizumi pulls her close to him, seating her casually on his lap and looking square at this randos eye, says, "She's taken, beat it."

When he notices that the other one is about to open his mouth, he cuts him off by kissing her instead.

The last time he had kissed her was while she was drunk and it hadn't felt right to return it since she was very out of it. Now though? Now, they're both pretty sober and in public. His friends are at arms length and he can't find it in himself to give a damn when your lips feel like the softest pillows ever.

He gripped the back of her neck to angle her face and kiss her deeply, he was surprised to feel her kissing him back with the same fervor. She took the hand he had on her knee up to her thigh, which he gripped on immediately and pressed her chest against his, her small hands clutching his shoulders as if her life depended on it.

At the back of his mind, he could hear his friends wolf whistles and a couple of others exclaiming at the way they were making out, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. She was here, she was present and so warm underneath his fingers, her lips following his, her tongue exploring his mouth just as he was with her.

He didn't know for how long they had been kissing, but when he slightly pulled apart, her lips were red and swollen, her eyes sparkled and shined like diamonds underneath the sunlight. She looked adorable and he felt his heart throb painfully in his chest.

"Well... I guess I'm not the only exhibitionist anymore, huh?"

His friends laughed when YN started to blush and the implication that was made. With Iwaizumi still feeling a bit high from what had happened, he pulled her against him close, his grip tight and barked, "Leave her alone, you pervs."

After a few jabs directed to him, they continued as if nothing had happened, though he did catch them stealing glances at him with raised eyebrows, questioning his actions at the passionate kiss he shared with her.

I don't know what's happening either, he thought as he peered down to look at her face, feeling himself blush at how small and comfortable she looked in this lap, in his arms, but I know I'm in trouble.

―

When they got home later that night, he feels himself feeling hot and bothered by every move you make. You way your hanged your purse at the entrance, the way you shook your hair out of its up do, the way you leaned forward to take of your heels.

He followed you down the hall to your shared room, watching the way your hips moved side to side tantalizingly. His hand itched, he wanted to move closer and glue himself to your back, to hold your waist in one hand as the other guided your head to kiss him, to have the hand on your waist dip down and shove his digits in your panties to find them soaking wet, to hear you sigh out his name "Hajime, please."

"Hajime."

"...Hajime?"

Your solid voice pulled him out of his trance, a blush adorning his face in shame. I need to snap out of it, its too late to be so horny about my best friend. "Yeah mochi?"

"I um..." He noticed they way she was twirling her hair around, a nervous habit she's had since they were kids and wondered what could have her in such a state. "I- urgh, there's no easy way to say it."

She smacked herself in that moment. "Mochi?!"

He would've moved forward, if it wasn't for the solid gaze she had, her shoulders pulled back, full of intent.

"Hajime, I want you to take my virginity."

... What

When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I.

We are on par.

He just is, I just am

and we just are.

He and I - Lang Leav

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a/n! went on vacation and forgot to queue the post for this chapter, im so sorry, my bad D:

[dreamifics]

Immature

Oneshot

Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Talk of sexual activities and stuff but no smut

Y/N joined the Avengers shortly after the big fight between Tony and Steve. Stark recruited her due to Fury's orders, she used to be under control of Hydra, like Barnes.. All of the Avengers had no problem with her, only one..

''Stupid Rogers!" Y/N shriek as she stares into her bathroom mirror..

Once again, Rogers benched her, because and she quote

'She used to be just like them!'

They were supposed to raid a Hydra facility, and something snapped at Steve's brain when he saw that Y/N was going too.

Y/N sighs, she just gripped the porcelain sink and steadied herself, she was ready to kill Steve, she was so angry.. Y/N just washed her face with the cold water from the faucet, hoping that it'll help ease the anger in her blood.

She exits the bathroom and was greeted by Bucky, he was sitting in her bed.

"Hello Tinman.." Y/N gave Bucky a smile.

"I want to apologize for--"

"You don't need to apologize in behalf of Steve.. I'm cool.."

"Are you really?"

"Yepp!No word of Captain Ass can get to me.."

Bucky crossed his arms, he knew she was lying.. Y/N just awkwardly smiled at him, she walks to her bed and dived in her bed..

"You can leave now, your boyfriend's might be missing you now.."

And in queue Sam and Steve popped up in her door, Steve was furious.. His eyes were fixed to Bucky, while Sam was just smiling slyly..

"Speak of the devils.." Y/N mutters as she gave Steve a deadly glare.

Bucky stood up from her bed and gave the two men a small nod.. Steve was still looking at Bucky but it soon averted to Y/N, she just raised her eyebrow at him.

"Have a fun mission, you two.."

"Will do, Y/N" Sam answered and gave Y/N a smile which she gladly gave back.

"Oh, Bucky!Pouvez-vous s'il vous plaît pousser le capitaine hors de l'avion pour moi?" Y/N spoke in french knowing that Bucky will understand.

Can you please push Captain out of the plane for me?

Bucky just laughs and shakes his head as Sam grabs him and drag him out of Y/N's sight. However, someone still hasn't left and it made her anger bubbled up even more.

"I swear to God if you don't leave, I'll squeeze your kneecaps.." Y/N said jokingly? She was not sure, she might just do that if Steve won't stop his douche ways..

"Cut it out, Y/N.." Steve ordered..

Y/N rolled her eyes, she sashay her way to Steve and move her face closer to his.

"You're not my Captain, you don't get to order me around.."

Y/N was supposed to walk away but was stopped by Rogers hand in her arms.. However, his hands didn't hurt her, his touch was soft and gentle.. Typical Steve..

Always a gentleman..

"I'm the Captain, you'll obliged to me.."

Y/N scoffs as she takes her arm away from him, she looked him deeply in his and saw that there were anger filling his blue eyes.. This guy really hates her..

"And what if I don't?What would you do?Fire me?Spank me?" She sassed but Steve eyes soften and his eyes wander to her body..

Y/N brows furrowed, what was Steve doing? He just stared at her and his cheeks suddenly got flushed.. Di-Did he just imagine what Y/N has said??

"What?" Y/N was weirded out, she hated the eerie silence between them and to top that up he might be imagining sexual things or so she thought..

"Capsicle, let's go!" Stark voice boomed out through the whole tower, it made Steve snap back to reality and he just walks away.

This made Y/N flabbergasted, he walked away just like that.. After the awkward silence and him being flustered, he just walked away with no explanation or whatsoever. Y/N just huffed in annoyance and flops back down to her comfortable messy bed..

What is wrong with Steve?

Days passed and it seems that Y/N is finally at peace, there were no longer eyes watching her.. Yes, Steve has given up.. How does she know? Simple, Steve is now avoiding and pretending she doesn't exist.. Which is fine by her, but there's this small pain in her heart.. She missed Steve acting like a douche..

Y/N mentally slaps herself, she used to complain about Steve always criticizing and annoying her but why is she missing it now? Y/N sighs as she slams her head in the table infront of her. A piercing pain welcomed her as her head hit the table but she ignored it.

"Umm, can I go on with my briefing?" Tony was standing in the middle of the big briefing room..

Y/N put her hands up and gestures an 'okay', she completely forgot that she was sitting with the Avengers in the middle of a meeting..

"Are you okay, Y/N?" Wanda was the first to ask her that, Y/N just let out a groan.. All of them just shared knowing looks and Tony fakes a cough.

"If you want to rest, you can go.." Tony chided..

"Alright.."

Y/N stood up and was almost to the door when Steve's phone suddenly rang, he answered it..

"Sharon?"

This name made Y/N stop, are they together? They look nice together, she hope that they'll break up soon.

"I'll be there.." Steve endes his call and stands up..

"Sorry everyone, I have a date with someone.." He push passed Y/N leaving her heart on the floor..

He has a date? Why is she even concerned about that? She doesn't care, Steve's stupid anyway!

"Wow, Capsicle is going on a date, I'll be damned.."

"And with Sharon?She's nice.." Wanda chirps in..

Meanwhile, Natasha notices Y/N who was dumbfounded and hurt by all the recent events..

"Aren't you gonna go, Y/N?" Nat asked with mischievous eyes wandering to her face..

Y/N put out a fake smile and left, how is she feeling this way? Does she like Steve? She groans as those thoughts eat her alive, maybe she just need a fresh air..

Yes, fresh air..

That's exactly what Y/N needs, she has been cooped up in the tower for weeks now.. She sped up to her room and grab her keys, jackets and Tony's credit card.. He won't mind it, that man is richer than the whole US goverment..

Y/N jogs to the elevator, turns out she's not going to be waiting for the elevator alone.. Steve is right there, also waiting for an elevator so he can go to his fancy date with someone else..

"Fuck.."

Y/N was deep in her thoughts that she didn't realize that Steve was looking at her.. She cleared her throat and walked up to the elevator doors..

"Up or down?" Steve asks making Y/N look at his stupid handsome face.

"Can't you figure it out Sherlock?" She's grumpy and she doesn't care.

"What?" Steve questioned.

"Down!"

"Could've just said that.."

"We're on the fuckin--"

"Language!" The infamous 'language', he's being dramatic as hell.

"Fine!We're on the freaking top floor and your asking me if I'm going up or down?"

"I didn't notice."

"You're just stupid.."

The elevator was taking forever, normally it would be up in a minute but she's been standing her for almost five minutes and the elevator is still a no show.

"This is taking forever, I'm going to take the stairs.." She was going to the staircase when the elevator doors opened..

"You're impatient.." Steve mumbles.

"Asshole.." Y/N mumbles back..

And before she knew it, she's pinned to the floor.. It happend so fast, Steve has pinned her down to the floor.. Their face were only inches apart, it made Y/N blush but she somehow hid it..

"Let me go, Steve.."

"Not until you beg for forgiveness.."

"Beg?Didn't know you had a kinky side, old man.."

Steve got flustered by her words, still he didn't let Y/N go.. She started to fight back by getting the upper hand and overpowering Steve.. Now she's on top, she smirks and inch her face closer to Steve's face.

"Dominant, I like that Cap.."

"Although, next time ask for a girls permission before you go and pin her to the floor.."

Without thinking Steve kissed Y/N, her eyes widen but soon she melted to the kiss. It started out soft but it became rough within seconds.. All of the unsaid feelings were mashed into the kiss.. She was out of breath but she didn't want it to stop.. Steve pulled back and smiled sweetly at Y/N, she was confused but she smiled back..

"You like me back?"

"No shit, Sherlock.." Y/N smiled but instead of Steve saying language he smiles back..

"You're so immature.."

They both laugh as Y/N got up and offered her hand to Steve, he gladly accepted..

"Go, you'll be late for your date..Wouldn't want to keep her waiting.." Y/N shooed Steve away but he just stands there..

"You are my date.."

"Well powder me in sugar and call me a donut.. Was all this planned?" Steve nods and Y/N just shakes her head in disappointment, she interlock her arm to Steve's arm.

"Let's go eat some ribs and steaks, Cap.."

On the briefing room with all the remaining Avengers,  they were cheering and celebrating as they watch the two from a surveillance camera.

"Not bad, Cap.." Natasha mumbles as she eats popcorn with Wanda and Bucky.

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SMOKESTACKS | 16, NO MORE SURPRISES

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warning: ⚠ domestic abuse ahead ⚠

FOR THE SIXTH TIME IN TWO hours, Nadine's phone blares its annoying ringtone. She could only assume that those calls are coming from the same people she's been avoiding for the past week. Nadine has managed to take the week off of work to avoid seeing Gemma and/or Jax.

Now, she's sat in a bar on a Friday night, sipping on a gin and tonic and bobbing her head to the music playing over the speakers.

She glances at her screen to see the familiar name pop up.

Jackson Teller.

She was in her feelings when she changed his name in her phone and she doesn't see herself changing it back in the near future. Honestly, she doesn't know what to do. It seems impossible to avoid these people considering everywhere she turns, someone associated with the club is in her face.

Of course, her friendship with Lyla was the only constant and based on the fact that the porn star brings up Jax in every one of their conversations, he knows it too. Does she want to just wait it out until they're tired of trying to reach out to her or does she try to make another getaway?

She just got here and she loves her job and her kids and she already can't imagine leaving them.

Guess she'll have to suck it up.

"I really can't tell if you're drunk or just vibing," The voice belongs to a black woman who'd been sitting beside Nadine for the better part of thirty minutes. She has an eyebrow raised and a glass of scotch raised to her lips, "Or both."

Nadine shakes her head in amusement, "Definitely both." Sticking a hand out, she introduces herself, "Nadine."

"Amelia." The woman shakes the teacher's hand, "Why haven't I seen you around before?"

"That is a great question," Nadine jokes as she sips her drink. She's barely tipsy, which is far from where she wants to be. The conversation continues to flow as the woman is drowned out by Nadine's phone blaring obnoxiously for the third time in ten minutes, the teacher ignoring every call.

Noting this, Amelia tilts her head in interest, "Boyfriend?"

The teacher scrunches her face at the thought, "Nope."

"Girlfriend?"

"I wish."

"Almost boyfriend?"

At Amelia's teasing tone, Nadine rolls her eyes in amusement, "Definitely not."

NADINE WAS DOWN THREE GLASSES of whiskey before she felt the effects of the alcohol on her senses. She giggles, fruitlessly as she tries to drink from her glass only to miss completely and basically pour it down her shirt.

Amelia bursts out into laughter, drunk to her ass. The women had been drowning themselves in tequila shots — for reasons they choose not to admit. Apparently, Amelia has lived in Charming her whole life — she's an OR nurse at St. Thomas's Hospital and extremely talented when it comes to her job.

Nadine didn't get much more than that.

"Oh, crap," Nadine snorts as the woody aroma from the alcohol wafts to her nostrils.

Amelia points in amusement, her eyes squinted as a loud laugh escapes her, "You smell like a bar!"

The teacher nods and leans back on her stool, almost falling on her back, "That's 'cause we're in a bar, silly!"

Staggering forward, Nadine peers through the mirrored wall behind the shelves of alcohol — the clear space allows her to look at the rest of the bar patrons behind her. She takes note of the large spot on her grey shirt and groans, exaggeratedly as she throws her head back.

Luckily, drunk Nadine still has some sort of logical reasoning, "I'll be right back — I gotta clean this up before it stains."

Amelia just tilts the rim of her glass of scotch towards the teacher and sends her a dopey smile, "Have fuuun." She sings, joyfully.

"I willll," Nadine mimics as she throws cash for the drinks on the bar counter.

Fortunately, the dark spot hadn't dried in the time it took Nadine to go through the line of women standing outside of the bathroom. A lack of stalls seemed to be the verdict for the long queue. Standing there in the bathroom, she hovers over the sink, wiping a damp paper towel over her tank top.

The stain is almost out — the woody smell being replaced by stale tap water. She should've just kept the stain there if that's the case.

Suddenly, it's like time stops. Chills run down her back and the hairs on the back of her necks rise. Goosebumps line her arms as she furrows her eyebrows. There's a sinking feeling in her gut — so deep that Nadine is knocked out of her drunken stupor and forced to grab on to the ceramic sink.

Almost as if she could predict it, there's a knock on the door. Nadine blinks profusely and calls to the person, "Someone's in here." That doesn't make the person on the other side back off — no, instead, the doorknob that was once locked is twisted and pushed open.

So much for locking the door. She ponders.

The figure that enters is tall — and so familiar. It's too dark for her to see a face but for a moment, Nadine assumes that Jax found her. She didn't put it past him considering he has so many connections that probably tipped him off and she doesn't put it past him to break down any barriers between them.

This leads her to her beginning sentence, "You don't have to check up on me, Jax. I just need time to myself."

As the figure steps closer, Nadine's breath hitches in her throat. Fuck. Tears fill her eyes as she looks upon the man that's caused her so much turmoil for two years. The man she fucking ran away from. Ezra Moore in all his mysterious obscurity stands just feet away from her.

She tries not to let her gaze shift to the pepper spray in her bag.

The man smirks, sadistically as he steps further into the room, almost steps away from his target, "This place should really get some better locks."

As his patronizing tone, Nadine jumps towards her bag on the sink, only to be shoved backward by her assailant. Her back lands against the filthy tiled wall and he holds her there, a grimey hand wrapped around her neck.

There were times when she loved to peer into those chocolate brown eyes — they used to give her a certain comfort. Now, they're the epitome of terrifying.

"What? You thought you could get away from me, you little bitch?" He growls, leaning so close into Nadine that the palm of his hand pushes into her larynx and the stench of cigarettes and nasty beer invades her senses. "No matter how far you go, what name you use, or if you change your phone — I will always fucking find you."

"Please —"

"Shut the fuck up!" He yells into her face, spit flying to land on her cheek (the way my COVID brain just threw up). "You know you can't run from me, Nadine." His voice lowers as he jerks her head to the side and leans towards her ear. His lips wrap around her lobe, bringing tears to her eyes. His grip tightens, taking her breath from her — "You've been a little slut since you left me, haven't you? Fucking Jax Teller? That little biker I've been seeing around here?"

She can't speak. She can't breathe.

Ezra doesn't care.

"Answer me!"

Whipping her head around swiftly, she shakes her head and gapes her mouth, wanting to speak but no words can make it past Ezra's tight grip. Seeing this, he loosens it for a split second so Nadine can muster a small, "No."

That wasn't the answer he was looking for, "Don't fucking lie to me! That's all you've been doing since I met you." He forces her to look at him, frowning for a moment at the sight of tears running down her cheeks, "You're a fucking liar, you know that? And such an actress. Even right now — all these crocodile tears that you've been saving for me. For two years. All that fake love. Did you even love me?"

Nadine watches in pure horror as Ezra's voice breaks and tears begin to fly down his face. This man is insane, she sobs. Thoughts flurry through her mind as his grip loosens significantly. She's so taken aback that even her mind seems to be lagging. She wants to go home where the locks work.

"I did." She whispers, cringing as her voice cracks, "I-I do. I do love you, Ezra." It pains her to speak these lies, but she has to go and the only way to do that is to feed into his crazed actions, "I love you, baby. So much." She lifts a shaky hand to cup his cheeks, willing her tears away at the thought of touching her oppressor. "I'm sorry I left you. I don't know what I was thinking."

Her back stiffens when he falls into her, dropping his head into the crook of her neck. He sobs, savoring the feeling as she runs a hand through his scalp. It was something she did years ago to help him out whenever he had a stressful day — she used to love doing it.

Now, she feels like she needs to take a shower in acid to scrub the feeling of him off.

Her neck is sore when he releases her — surely, she has bruises.

Now is her time to get away — with that thought, she swiftly thrusts her knee up in between his legs and pushes him off of her body. He falls to the floor with a pained groan, cupping his groin.

"You bitch!" He screams at her as she shuffles along quickly to make her getaway. She snatches her bag from the sink, grabs her pepper spray and unleashes hell on the man writhing on the floor. He screams bloody murder before Nadine exits the room, closing the door behind her.

Nadine tries to wipe away the messy mascara under her eyes before heading for the exit of the bar, ignoring as Amelia calls after her.

The teacher drove home in fear that her shaky hands would make her swerve into oncoming traffic. That and her blurry vision, eyes filled to the brim with unshed tears. She's spent too much of her life crying over that man — she'll be damned if he gets anymore from her.

Taking extra precautions, she checks behind her every few seconds to make sure she isn't being tailed — even taking the long way home.

When she arrives at her apartment complex, she double checks the locks on her car before making her way up the stairs, her key already in one hand and her pepper spray in the other. When she sees another figure crouched by her door, the woman jumps. She doesn't want any more surprises tonight.

As she steps closer, arm extended with her pepper spray, her eyes catch sight of the familiar dark hair and the lit end of a cigarette. Nadine holds her breath as she realizes that that cigarette belongs to the woman she's been ignoring for the past week.

With a broken voice, Nadine freezes and whispers, "Gemma?"

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Pod Squad & Friends on Movie Night

Max [shoving Michael's feet off of the coffee table]: I still don't know why we always have to do it here.

Michael [taking a swig of beer and placing the bottle 5 inches away from the coaster Max set out for him]: You have the nicest place.

Max [placing Michael's bottle on the coaster]: Kyle has a nice place.

Kyle: Like hell am I letting all of you anywhere near my apartment.

Isobel: I used to have a nice place.

Rosa: Really? I used to be dead.

Liz: Alright, so no movies about resurrection then.

Rosa [smiles at Max "sweetly"]: Damn. I was going to suggest The Passion of the Christ.

Alex: *snorts*

Liz: Please don't encourage her. OK, and definitely no --

Everyone: No aliens!

Isobel: Shame though. I was going to suggest Independence Day.

Everyone: *glares*

Isobel: I meant the recent one. Rosa hasn't seen it yet. Touchy.

Max: I was thinking -

Alex: Aw hell. Here we go.

Kyle: Max, buddy. Maybe we should lay off of the, uh --

Rosa: Look, Alien Jesus. No one is sitting through Sense and Sensibility again.

Alex: Or any rendition of Pride and Prejudice, man.

Liz [hesitantly]: Or My Fair Lady.

Max [affronted]: I was ... *mumbles* going to say Pretty Woman.

Isobel: I can watch Pretty Woman! Richard Gere and Julia Roberts? So much eye candy.

Michael: I mean, fair, but no. No more chick flicks.

Max: Not even Hallmark movies?

Kyle: You will not make me sit through that drivel. I refuse.

Maria, Liz, Max: Hey! Wait a minute! Now, hold on a second ...

Isobel: Fine. Let's just watch one of those stupid superhero movies. Spiderman or something.

Kyle: Yeah, Spiderman! That's ... that's good.

Alex *dubious*: Is it Kyle? Which Spiderman?

Kyle: Um, Tom ...

Alex *perks up*: Yeah?

Kyle: MaGuire?

Alex: Seriously? You're f**cking hopeless. We're talking about this later.

Max: Spiderman Into the Universe was a fantastic film.

Everyone: *looks at Max surprised*

Max: What?

Alex: Finally, someone with taste.

Maria: Tobey MaGuire was a cute spiderman. I like those ones.

Alex: What? Everyone knows Tom Holland is the superior Spiderman!

Rosa: Spiderboy maybe.

Alex: *growls*

Rosa: The kid is, like, ten.

Alex: So are you!

Michael *eating all the popcorn that has since gone cold*: Maybe we don't need a movie tonight. This is pretty damn entertaining.

Maria *steals the bowl of popcorn*: Wakanda forever!

Kyle: Wait, I feel like I'm supposed to know that one.

Isobel: Is it a foreign film? I love foreign films. We need to watch more of those.

Maria *blinks*: Goddess, I need more black friends.

Rosa *mumbles*: I don't disagree.

Alex *snags a handful of popcorn from the bowl in Maria's lap*: I told you. Lost causes. We'll watch Black Panther again later.

Isobel *ignoring all of them*: Run Lola Run is a masterpiece.

Liz: It is a masterful film.

Max *raises hand sheepishly*: I vote for that.

Michael *rolls eyes*: Of course you do.

Max *slowly puts hand down and sighs*: I'm going to find more snacks then.

Michael *calls out*: By the way, you need to restock those pizza things. Oh, and the TV dinners. Oh yeah, and I think I ate the last bag of potato chips, but can you not get kettle chips next time?

Max: *gives Michael a dirty and rants about the grocery costs*

Alex: If we're watching Run Lola Run, then we're watching Star Wars next time. It's only fair.

Rosa *sighs*: I'm surrounded by dorks. I can't keep doing this. How about a comedy?

Michael: Now you're speaking my language. How about -

Maria: Guerin, I'm not sitting though another film with Adam Sandler. It's not gonna happen.

Michael: Chill, DeLuca, I was going to say --

Liz: No Will Ferrell either, Mikey. Fart jokes and *gestures* middle school boy humor is not funny. Sorry.

Kyle: Wait, the brillo pad may be on to something.

Michael: *flips Kyle the bird, levitates Kyle's last chip into his mouth, and smirks at an annoyed Kyle*

Isobel: I actually agree with Liz here. Juvenile humor isn't funny.

Michael *grumbles*: Killjoys.

Rosa [under her breath]: Interesting choice of words.

Alex *chuckles*: You're on fire today.

Rosa: Funny you should say that--

Kyle: Anyway, I'm thinking action here, guys. It's the easiest and most agreeable option.

Alex: Shocker. You're always thinking action.

Isobel: Kyle, I don't care how distracting your face is, you will not convince me to sit through the entire Fast and Furious series. Why the f**k are there so many movies anyway? I swear if I have to watch one more I'm going to kil-

Rosa: *raises her brow*

Isobel: Kick somebody's ass!

Kyle: How about Creed?

Maria: You had me at Michael B Jordan.

Rosa: Tessa Thompson.

Michael: Sly Stallone.... I mean, because he's a living legend.

Isobel: If I wanted to watch sweaty guys pummeling each other, I would go out drinking with Michael at the Wild Pony.

Michael: That was almost funny.

Maria: Almost? You're giving Prissy Pamela over there too much credit.

Alex: OK. Well whatever we do, can we at least avoid all the fake hacker shit? I can't take it seriously.

Max: To be fair, you said that about Mr. Robot, and that's pretty authentic.

Alex: No. I *whispers* I said Rami Malek was distracting. Why are we talking about this?

Liz: When did you two -- you guys watched Mr. Robot together?

Max *shrug*: We hang out sometimes. Maria and I cry over Hallmark and Lifetime movies, too.

Maria: No, you cry, Maxwell.

Michael: Cut the shit, DeLuca. You totally cry.

Maria: Rami Malek is good. Bohemian Rhapsody then?

Rosa: Boh-- they did a movie about Queen?!

Alex *excited*: Yes! Well, mainly Freddie Mercury. We should--

Isobel: *waves dismissively* I can't do Bohemian Rhapsody, but if we're doing music, what about A Star is Born?!

Kyle, Max, and Michael in unison: No!

Liz: Isobel, we have watched that three times already.

Max: Maria and I sang a duet to half the -- no. Not again.

Rosa *muttering to herself*: I guess I'll watch Bohemian Rhapsody by myself.

Alex *conspiratorially*: There's a screening next week a few towns over. We'll go then. I already bought our tickets.

Rosa: Have I told you lately you're my favorite?

Alex: *tousles her hair*

Rosa: Asshole. I take it back.

Alex: No you don't.

Liz: There's a really great documentary on the discovery of --

Michael: *feigns snoring*

Max: Liz, honey. Um ...

Isobel: No one wants to watch the history of the mass spectrometry, OK? Science gets you off, not the rest of us. [holds hand up to stop Michael from speaking] Don't you dare joke about porn.

Alex: It's a nice night for horror.

Rosa: Ohh, I second this.

Michael: *shrugs*

Liz: I ... I can't do horror. OK?

Alex: Oh right... the mishap of 2006.

Maria: Riiiiight. No, definitely no horror.

Liz: We agreed not to mention that again!

Kyle: How come I don't know about this?

Max: Why don't I know about this?

Isobel: We need to hear about this.

Liz: No! Um, does anyone need more drinks? I'll get more drinks.

Max: We could always cancel movie night and reconvene at Kyle's place next time.

Rosa: Nice try, second-rate Thor, but no.

Max *mutters*: Second-rate. That's an upgrade.

Kyle and Maria: *have a silent conversation with just their eyes*

Michael: Care to share with the class? *his eyes rest on Maria*

Kyle: *snags for remote and queues up the Die Hard series*

Michael: Hey!

Maria: *high-fives Kyle and smirks* Yippee ki-yay, mother fu-

Kyle: Now, which one are we watching?

Everyone: *groans*

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Lip-lock in the elevator 🤤

I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair - it's still wet and it won't behave to be perfect on important days. And my mom, Ahh it's okay that we are late mom it's fine please don't yell at me for being late and obviously, it's not my wedding. I took a deep breath to wear this lehenga. I put some makeup on my face just to be perfect lol. I wore my sandals matching my lehenga. Oh, I forgot my perfume and I came down from my room. My mom, bro and dad were waiting for me downstairs being angry because I'm late. We sat in our car and rush out of traffic we reached the place which the wedding we are going to attend today. Oh, tho relatives, I just hate them sometimes and their kids wowed pretty attitude they maintain while saying a hi to me. I used to think sometimes is this is my family? But Thank God, my favourite cousin is there too. My daddy's uncles sons daughter. Tia, I just love to be with her at any boring functions we attend. Tia n I used to roam a lot in the wedding hear gossips about aunties as much as we can and laugh a lot. Yeah, she's my best cousin sister I have.

While we were hearing one aunty gossips one waiter come to us with cold drinks and some snacks. He was in a hurry but while serving us he spills the cold drink on my sister's dress. I stood up and want to fight with him from my back one guy came to stop me up I don't know who's he but he said sorry for the waiter's mistake. And Tia said to him it's okay we're Cool. I was like 'who the heck he is?' I said to Tia, she replied to me ' It's okay happens sometimes, and there are so many people attending this wedding that's why the waiter is in a hurry' I nodded to her. And that guy who came from my backside to stop me again came to go us and he's trying to talk with me. I just ignored him off and my amazing sister said to him 'Dia is like that only not to worry about but she's a good person in real life.' I was shattered why she told him my name while saying about me. Tia why did yaar how can you do it? He smiles at me and gone. My mom called me out to meet another relative of my family I sat with them I was not even interested to meet them. And wow, what I just saw Tia and that guy is talking again? When I saw them together I felt bad that I am sitting here and you guys are talking still. That guy again looked at me and smiles I given him an angry look. 'Don't u dare just don't be with my sister or I will make some pieces of you and grilled it up and give them to the street dogs maybe they will enjoy you eating' by the way I'm saying in my mind? Pandit came to my mom and said ' Call the groom and the other relatives' We were from the groom side and I saw that guy is from the bride side oh man. He's wearing the sherwani which was my favourite colour hey, what the heck why I'm amazed by his wearing now? Tia saw me I'm looking at him being amazed she said me ' Hey you what are you looking at Dia?' I reply to her 'nothing'. And again he saw me and given me a cute smile and wow I smiled at him back. Wow-what the heck is happening to me now? After some rasams, the food stall got opened. I and Tia ran to take our first feast which is on the food stall. Gulab jamun our favourite dessert. We were standing in the queue for the food. That guy came again he was given his hand to Tia and pulled her on the other side. Tia called me up there I gone and because of him we got the food first I was thinking in my mind why is he doing this for us for what? Later when we were done having our amazing feast we have gone to wash our hands and drink chilled water again he came up to us serve us the water we both drank it and I hold my Tia's hand we went to my mom and we spoke to her " mom we are done with food can we go and roam here we are just here okay if you need us just call" my mom reply, "Okay".

I and Tia were roaming at the wedding doing the same thing listening to gossips about Aunties and drinking cold drinks too. That guy came again to us asking ' Do you need anything just say okay I'm from the bride side and I don't want to disappoint you guys which is from the groom side'. We just said okay n ignored him. My mom called us up for the gifts which were upstairs. I and Tia went to the building which is next to the wedding hall. That building was so high like it has a 15 floor we took the elevator and that guy came again with us in the lift. I was thinking the whole time why is he following us Every time. Mom told us the 6th floor and the room where the gifts were kept we took it all and taken the lift for the ground floor that guy helped us he took some of the gifts which were with me and Tia hold them well. We reached the wedding hall given the gifts to my mom where she kept inside of the grooms home. And we again started roaming here and there that guy was following us still.

That time I want to go for a pee and my mom called Tia and she went to my mom. I checked the groom's room there are so many people and I saw that guy I asked him ' it's an emergency can you please tell me where's the washroom'. He holds my hands for the first time and I felt good that time I don't know why but it is. We went to the same building where we took the gifts from and he told me where's the washroom is I gone up there I felt so relax after peeing and I checked my face wipe it up a little from tissues because I'm sweating a lot when I came out. He holds my hands again and we took elevator for the ground floor.

I don't know what happened to him when we went inside the elevator he presses the button on the ground floor. And then he looked at me said fuck first and grabbed me and kissed me slowly on my lips I was shocked instead to take him away from me I kissed him back he holds my back so tightly while kissing me harder and yes I got melt on him. And for god sake, we reach the ground floor which I don't want to. He asked me should we join the wedding I nodded to him. But he grabbed me again and he presses the button for the 15th floor. I was like wow what's happening in here now. Again he grabbed me so tightly and he kissed me again with slow I kissed him back our tongue meets we LIP LOCKED while kissing yes and I loved it when he does it he smells so good when I'm in his arms. He closes his eyes while kissing me and I opened my eyes to see him he looks so amazing when he's this much close to me. We were kissing still and he asked me can we go to the terrace now if you want to I don't know why I nodded to him even for that but I was impressed with him. We kissed again and on the 15th floor we reached we gone to the terrace he holds my hands again while we were going there I asked him about his family he said to me, " he's the younger one his elder bro mom and dad were in the family ". He grabbed me again in his arms and he kisses me again he holds my neck while kissing me and then he looked into my eyes wow that stare make me melt again he grabbed my neck and started giving kisses on my neck it felt so amazing when he does it I was moaning in his ears I grabbed his hair and he continues to kisses my neck he asked me to remove the dupatta of my lehenga. I just nodded him he smiled at me and I smiled at him again. He sat down first I was next to him we kiss again and this time he made me sit on his laps. I felt something down and I asked him what it is he said nothing. We continue to our kisses he asked me can I keep my hands on my butts if you don't mind. And I nodded to him we kiss again. I was on him he gave me kisses on my neck I was moaning a lot and while moaning he kissed me on lips harder I took his hands to my cups I allow him to press them up when his hands cupping it up I was moaning in his mouth he grabbed my head and he again starts giving neck kisses to me oh man how can he does it yaar he's every kiss is so amazing and it's making me feel like I'm in heaven like oh man just do it again please don't stop kissing my neck. While I was moaning harder he comes up to kiss my lips again after that he asked me can I go down to touch you. Nobody ever does it but I don't know we will meet again or something so I nodded again. I was being so in the mood I was biting my lips while he was kissing my neck. And he tries to lose my lehenga a little he touches me down there, first of all, I was so wet he smiles on me when he touches it first then his fingers was massaging my vaginas clits and the labia and he kisses me again while doing it. I was moaning again. He was massaging my clits again and touching that button slow which makes me moan louder in his mouth and then he put the middle finger inside of it slow which makes me so horny and I can't stop moaning he kissed me again given me liplock I was so amazed from him. It turns me so on that time he starts rubbing my clits slow first and in the rhythm he starts doing it fast and faster it makes me so horny and yes it was so satisfying he makes me cum so hard. And I fell in his arms being tired a lot I saw someone is calling on my cell phone when I check it was Tia I picked up and she asked me " where the hell was you it time to leave now your mom and dad is searching for you now come fast now time to leave we all need to get some photos with the groom and the bride". I replied, "Yes I'm coming down wait".

We both went down to the 6th-floor room and I was making my dress my hair okay as it was before. He asked, "I do u know who am I". I said to him 'you're from the bride side'. He replied, " yes that's true but do you know my name". I reply "God I forget to ask him his name". But whatever I asked him " what's your name?" He replied "Deepak". I was in the fairy tale moment he's name is Deepak and my name is Dia wow. We reached the ground floor and I went to see my Tia and she's there near to my mom. My whole family was staring at me I know they were angry with me because I was with that guy and he's still watching me which make me blush so much. We took a group photo and that guy I mean Deepak came in that photo too I was happy to share that moment with him. I and Tia were together and Deepak sat next to me he taken my phone and dial his number on my cell phones number pad I saved his number. So it's been a while and it's time to leave as well he was behind us while we were leaving he grabs my hands and said hope I'll meet u soon Dia. I have given him a smile with blushing. We sat inside our car and my dad drove it to our home.

When we reach home I ran to my room taken a shower and thinking to call him now but I didn't. I don't know what happened to me but I didn't call him up. After one week I saw his number again but I was thinking to call him out but I won't still. Now it's been a month and I haven't called him yet I want to call him but I think maybe he forgets about me or something so I haven't called him up still. After some days I got a call from Tia she said to me " Hey Dia my mom and dad fixed my marriage and I want you to be with me at the muhh dikhayi". I was happy for her but then I think of Deepak too what if he is going to get married or maybe I don't know. After some days we all gone to Tia's home for the muhh dikhayi and what I saw Wow, Deepak and his family was there I was in shock what the hell he is doing here is he's going to get married to my Tia or something?

To be continued 🤯

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What Are The Chances (Pt 4)

Pairing:  Chris Pine x Reader

Warning: Fluffy, maybe a touch of angst

Summary: After dating for over a year, you and Chris run into a road block of sorts. Will you be able to come back from it?

A/N: Sorry this took so long to write this. Life decided to kick me while I was already down. But, here it is, and I hope you like it!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Word Count: 2,236 (Oops..)

The months flew by, and before you knew it, it was your one year anniversary. You can Chris had never been happier. Both of your careers were blooming, and you love life was nothing short of perfect.

Well, almost perfect. Though the two of you had never gotten into a full blown argument, there were a couple bumps here and there. The biggest one being Chris's sex appeal. It seemed like every girl wanted to throw themselves at him. You never thought that you were the jealous type, and to an extent, you weren't. But, there was always that voice inside that questions if you are good enough for him.

Over the last year, you had been doing a damn fine job of ignoring that voice, with the help of Chris, of course. Whenever you were together, he would make sure that you knew he loved you. He'd tell you all the time, he never seemed to stop touching you, and he'd constantly surprise you with new and innovative ways to show that he loved you. Even if it was something small, like playing your favorite music in the car instead of his.

Tonight was no exception. It was your one year anniversary, and he knew exactly how the night would play out. He had the day planned to a T! When you woke up and walked down stairs he was in your kitchen, making your favorite breakfast while listening to the playlist you made of all your favorite songs.

"Good morning, gorgeous." He said when he heard you walk in. He was wearing your favorite outfit, tight khaki jeans, an even tighter white shirt and the cardigan you bought him for his birthday.

"Good morning, baby." You laughed and wipe some flour off his forehead before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Smells amazing." You commented before turning to set the table.

You sat down to eat, talking about your day yesterday, the interviews the two of you had done, and the movies you had coming up. You both were happy to have some time off to spend with each other. Chris seemed anxious, and you could tell why. But, it unnerved you that he kept checking his phone.

"Something wrong?" You asked around a bite of food.

"Hmm?" He seemed caught off guard, and nervous. "No, everything is fine. I gotta run though, babe." He stood, put his dish in the washer, pecked you on the head and left.

Well, that was odd. He didn't even say I love you, Chris always says I love you. You tried not to dwell on it and went about cleaning up the mess he left behind. God love, but the man uses every dish in the house when he cooks. You were just about to put the last dish away when your phone rang. The screen lit up, informing you that Zoe was calling. The two of you had become best friends while filming Star Trek.

"Hey, girl!" You answered brightly!

"Hey, Zach and I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today. I'm thinking mani/pedi spa day!"

"Oh, my god that sounds amazing. When are you going?"

"About an hour or so. I'll text you the address."

"Perfect, I'll see you then." You hung up and went to get ready.

After a gloriously long, hot shower, you set about to get ready. You walked into the office to get a book to read while you were out and about when you saw Chris's laptop open on his emails. You weren't one to snoop, but the subject line caught your attention.

Can't wait to see you.

Your heart dropped, and you couldn't help but read the email.

Hey Chris,

I would love to talk to you more. Meet me for lunch at Perch on Hill Street at about 12:45. My treat :)

-Linda

Perch? That was your favorite restaurant. Why was he meeting some girl there for lunch? Maybe it's about a new role or something, you tried to rationalize away. But, your heart sank. Was that why he was acting so weird?

You tried to push the thought from your mind, tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. Chris would never cheat on you. You know he loves you. But still...

You arrived at the spa and met up with Zoe and Zach, hugs and kisses on the cheek were exchanged, but Zach noticed you weren't your normal chipper self.

"You okay?" He asked, concern etched in his features.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. It's just been a weird day." You looked at your sandals.

"Well, let's get this party started!" Zoe said, trying to brighten your mood and handing you a flute of champagne.

"Thanks!" You said with a smile, accepting the drink and raising a toast to your friends.

The spa day was amazing, and you did feel better. A fresh set of acrylic nails and a pedicure could do that for a girl like you. You looked over at Zoe who held her rumbling stomach.

"What? It's almost one and I'm hungry. You two want to grab a bite?"

"Yeah! Perch is near by and I know you love that place!" Zach said.

"I'll get an Uber," Zoe said, already calling one up before you could say anything.

The drive to Perch didn't take very long, and you were seated outside almost immediately. You were trying to casually look around for Chris, who should be here by now. When you finally spotted him, your heart sank, he was sitting with a rather attractive woman who was in her mid-thirties and they were laughing and she grabbed his hand.

"I know that look, what's wrong?" Zoe asked.

"Nothing." You said and placed your order.

She let the topic drop, knowing you well enough to let it go. The three of you ate and talked, caught up with each other and were laughing at a story Zach was telling you when Zoe noticed Chris getting up to leave.

"Chris! What are you doing here?"

"Hey, guys. Hey, sweetie." He kissed you on the cheek. "I was just having lunch with a friend. What are you three trouble makers up to?"

You wanted to kick him. Did he have no remorse? You just caught him eating with another woman. Zoe, Zach, and Chris chatted for a bit before Chris checked his watch and said he had to run. Kissing the top of your head as he left. The three of you hung around a little while longer before Zach checked his phone and told you that he and Zoe had to head out, saying they were due at the studio for some pre-production work on the new Star Trek.

"That's weird," Zach said, paying the bill and handing you a piece of paper that had your name on it. "We gotta run. See you later!"

You said your goodbyes and read the piece of paper. You noticed it was in Chris's hand writing.

Aw, so you got my note! My plan is working perfectly. For our one year anniversary, I wanted to do something extra special. I know you love scavenger hunts, so prepare yourself for the best one ever!

Your task, should you choose to accept it is to go home, and find your favorite book. Your next clue is in there.

Love you,

-C

As luck would have it, you had that book with you. You opened the cover to find another note and read it while climbing into your Uber.

Congratulations! You found the next note! Your next clue is to find something blue where I hide my dirty clothes. The clue is attached to it.

-C

You drove home, still trying not to jump conclusions about the date you caught Chris on. But, it was still playing on your mind. 'something blue where I hide my dirty clothes.'  Under the bed?  You walked into to the bed and look under it. Sure enough, there is a bright blue suit case under there. You pull it out and grab the attached.

DO NOT OPEN THE SUIT CASE!

There will be a car coming to get you at 3. Be ready.

-C

What the fuck is this man up to?! You tried to call him, but it went straight to voicemail. You tried to call Zoe and Zach, but no one answered. You finally broke down and called his dad, Robert, but he said he hasn't heard from Chris today, but whatever he was doing sounded like one hell of a surprise.

You waited around for the car to show up and went outside to meet the driver. He handed you an envelope and said that he was told to tell you not to open it until you got to the airport.

Airport?!

When you arrived, your assistant Elaina was there waiting for you. She smiled and walked up to you with a neck pillow and blanket in tow.

"El, what the hell is going on? Where am I going?"

"I promised Chris I wouldn't tell you. So, I'm not saying anything. But, you are all checked in, I'll take your bag. Your flight leaves in thirty minutes." She grabbed your bag and walked to the desk to have it checked in.

You waved your goodbye and walked to the TSA queue. Fifteen minutes later, you were on a jet to who knows where. The stewardess handed you a tablet with a video queued up.

Hey, baby. By now you are probably wondering what the hell is going on, and who could blame you. But don't worry, it'll all make sense soon, I promise. The plane is stocked with all your favorites, so enjoy the flight. I love you so much and I'll see you when you land.

-C

You don't know how long you had been asleep for when the pilot announced that you were landing. It was too dark to make out where in the world you were currently. Once you got off the plane, you found out that you were in Dublin, Ireland. You had always dreamed of going to Ireland but hadn't got yet, because you wanted it to be special. As you walked to the baggage claim you saw a man holding a sign with your name on it, with your blue suitcase next to him.

"Miss (Y/L/N)?" He said in a wonderfully lilting accent.

"Yep, that's me." You said with a smile. He handed you another note and a garment bag and directed you to his limo.

SURPRISE! You made it to Ireland, finally. Now, the drive should have handed you a bag. Get changed and I'll see you soon.

-C

Changing in the back of a limo was a piece of cake for you now, the dress Chris had for you was amazing. It was a green, A-line cocktail dress that had a white to green ombre lace top, matching shoes and the cardigan he was wearing this morning. The drive took about 30 minutes before the driver knocked on the door to make sure you were dressed. When you opened and stepped out and saw Chris standing on the shore with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and that million dollar smile.

You were hesitant, but walked over to him and hugged him. He sensed the uneasiness in your hug and pulled back to look at you.

"What's wrong? Aren't you excited to be here? I planned this for months." He said smiling down at you.

"Who was that women you were with? At Perch?" You couldn't stop yourself from asking. "Why was she emailing you?"

Chris looked at you, confusion etched into his stupid, perfect face. "That was Linda, she's an event planner. We were going over everything to make sure this went off without a hitch."

Suddenly you felt so stupid. Of course! Chris couldn't plan something this big all on his own, and not have you notice.

"Were you jealous?" He teased you. But then, his face suddenly turned serious. "(Y/N), I love you. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met, and I would never think about another woman when I have you waiting for me."

"I know, I just.. I saw the email, and then you two were on a date. Well, I thought it was a date. I'm sorry, I love you, too. This is the best anniversary gift ever."

"This isn't the gift." He said looking suddenly nervous. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, and your heart stopped. "The gift i-is me. Forever." You could see the tears welling in his eyes as he looked at you before getting down on one knee.

"(Y/F/M), I love you more than I ever believed I could love another person. I wake up every day with a smile on my face from knowing that you love me, too. You make me a better man, and I can't imagine not having you by my side. You are my best friend and the love of my life. Will you make my life complete by agreeing to mar-"

You cut him off by throwing yourself on him and kissing him with all the love you could muster.

"YES! Oh my god! Yes!!" You couldn't contain the tears that freely flowed down your face. "I love you, too!"

[itsnebulous]

BOND THROUGH BANDS

Well I know when you're around ‘cause I know the sound I know the sound, of your heart... bzzz bzz bzz

I woke up by the annoying vibration of my alarm, I checked the time and good lord my alarm has been buzzing for about half an hour now! I don't remember snoozing it off but damn my train for London leaves in 20 minutes. My earphones are tangled all over my neck. I could literally hear my mum inside my head saying “You should not sleep with your earphones on Bailee!” I'm sorry mum but your loving daughter just did. I must have fallen asleep again while on my phone last night. It has become my habit now to pass out while scrolling through my socials, I mean that's just pure talent. Music is my thing but not in the way that I'm great at instruments. It's just that I love listening to bands.

As I hurry to the bathroom to take a shower, I tripped over my sketchbooks. I don't remember my flat being this messy. Dirty clothes are piling on the chair beside my disastrous closet, books are everywhere on the dusty carpet. The only thing in order are my shelves of books and music albums which is also now getting dusty. Surprisingly the kitchen area is clean, maybe because I am always out at the city to eat out with my classmates after school. I got out of the shower with ten minutes to spare. I have no time for my indecisiveness on what clothes to wear so I pulled off my go-to outfit. I tucked my favourite yellow sweater on my jeans and put on my worn out Converse then grabbed my coat that is hung on the back of my door before sprinting to the elevator.

As I got out on the streets, tourists are everywhere, typical for Brighton though even if it's freezing cold. But today is warmer, the sun is actually out which is very unusual for December. I'm almost near at the station when Lily texted me:

“BAILEE WHERE ARE U?!”

But before I can even type my answer, she called

“Sis the train is about to leave in two minutes” I can imagine with her tone how pissed she is at me.

“I’m almost there. I’m like twenty steps away”

“That better be not a lie”

“I swear it's not- and oh she already hang up”.

We made it to London without having a fight. She is already used to my shenanigans on my morning routines which always make me late. Lily is just pressed that I missed breakfast with her at the cafe.

“Why on Earth are you late this time my beloved friend? Bet you had your concert again while in the shower”, she said sarcastically.

“Oh stop it, you know I can't miss my singing ritual whilst in the shower”, I teased her.

“Also, I'm not late duh I made it exactly at 8 am”. Lily has always been the early bird kind of friend during meet ups and I am most certainly the buzzer beater type.

Roaming around the city of London is always my favourite. I have lived here three years ago when I first came to England yet every time I walk along its streets and pass by its shops, I keep falling in love like it's the first time. The telephone booths are still class even though no one uses it. Everything about this city is so aesthetic. Lily and I spent half of the day going through some of the places London is known for as if we are tourists.

“It's ridiculous that I've lived in London most of my life but still haven't ridden this until now". We are now inside a carriage on top of the London eye.

“ I can't say the same. I mean I lived here only a few years back and I even barely go out then but it's never too late to be a tourist you know”.

The view on top is amazing, cityscape and sunset is picture perfect. I just wish that I am seeing this with Matty right now if he hadn't left me. I guess this is it again, I have fallen on my whirlpool of grief that keeps dragging me down. It's been years but why didn't I learn to handle the pain.

2 years ago...

London street is busy as ever yet the holiday spirit is very alive. Every one on the city is on their layered coats as it is freezing cold. It's two more weeks until Christmas and the shops are all packed with those who are gift shopping. I am probably the most loneliest person in London because I actually have no one to celebrate Christmas with as I just moved. I have Lily and our friends but they’re all going home for the holidays.

Today is the last day of school before our Christmas break so we planned a night out at Winter Wonderland.

“Here's the thing Bailee, a Christmas holiday of a typical London resident wouldn't be complete without a night here", Millie said as we walk toward the entrance of the giant Christmas carnival. Millie is my street smart friend who always got my back the first time I got in London.

“Really?”, and as I ask this I confirmed what Millie just said, the place is crowded and sparkly with its lights. The people are in their high spirits as they are in queue for the rides. I could never be that person who is excited for the rides. Before I even know it, my friends are already in line calling me to join them.

“BAILEE AREN'T YOU GOING TO JOIN US?”, Josh screamed.

“ I'D RATHER WATCH YOU FROM HERE. I'M SCARED OF HEIGHTS.”, I answered. The music is getting loud now from what I hear from the people passing by is from the beer tent.

“ARE YOU SURE???” asked Lily looking concerned.

“YEAHHHH, MEET YOU AT THE BEER TENT MAYBE?”

I barely heard their answer but I'm sure I heard Millie say “oh she'll do just fine, she can manage now". Thanks Millie for your confidence but I am actually anxious going alone inside the beer tent. But I am eager to see what's going on in there because I can hear a band playing.

There's a reason why I never returned your calls I wish I could forget it all But I never returned your calls ‘Cause I'd fall again.

“Holy cow they are singing a Blossoms' song" , I whispered to myself out of excitement.

I made my way in front of the crowd. The people inside the tent are all chattery and loud but I could only hear the song playing, my favourite song. I caught the vocalist' attention maybe because of my aggressiveness to get in front. I got lost on his gaze, his deep blue eyes melted me, the curls of his hair is so soft. It is their last song to play. After they played, he went to sit beside me which is weird because we don't even know each other.

“Hi” he said shyly.

A cute band vocalist who is a stranger just talked to me, how am I supposed to reply. “Hello?”

“You sound so confused" he said giggling.

“Uhmmm yes? I am confused because a stranger who just sung my favourite song is talking to me out of context”, I blurted out.

“Oh I actually approached you because of your reaction while we were playing ‘your favourite song’ "

“Why so?”

“Because it's so obvious that you really like the song and you were the only one here who seems to appreciate it. Does it remind you of someone?”

“Honestly no, I just really love it. The tune, its lyrics is just perfect for me.”

“Guess we are the same then".

After my weird moment with that guy, my friends finally came to have a beer. Mr. Stranger was about to leave when I asked his name.

“It's Matty”

That's how Matty and I started. After that night, he invited me to watch shows and gigs. The drive back home is always my favourite. We take detours just to spend more time talking about each other with good music on the background.

“Cityscapes are just beautiful, aren't they?” I said while looking out the window.

“Not as beautiful and bright as you”

“Stop being so cute please”, that's the only reaction I could do with his smooth cheesy lines.

As months of hanging out together goes by, we fall deeper and deeper with each other. Matty gave my room a make over. Ever since I moved in London my flat doesn't look like home so he gave it an artistic touch. He painted the walls, built me a desk and shelves. We also hung posters of our favourite bands. After redecorating my room, it now feels home and cosy. He stayed until midnight so that we could listen to the new album of the 1975 together.

“I guess this could be our new jam then" he said with enthusiasm in his eyes.

“I love the idea", I answered.

I knew he was already sleepy when he said goodnight before driving back home. I didn't want him to drive anymore because it's already late but he insisted because he's worried about his sister so I let him.

“Call me when you get home ok? Drive safely”

“Ok I love you” he said.

I don't recall the next months after. It is as blurry as when my tears won't stop falling for him. Matty have left me. Matty never returned my calls not because he's scared of falling again for me. He never returned my calls because he's gone. How I wish we could've said our goodbyes. I should've said I love you too while I still can. But it is all too late now.

Matty is the reason why I moved to Brighton. Everything about London reminds me of him especially at this time. He once asked me to ride the London eye with him but I refused because I was scared and anxious.. What I did not know is could never see this view with him anymore. I should have said yes back then but my anxiety ate me. Up until now his memory still haunts me even in Brighton. I never had the courage to clean up my room because I keep remembering when he decorated my room. Now I can finally say that ‘There's a Reason Why (I Never Returned Your Calls) by Blossoms reminds me of someone.

Before I even get drowned by my whirlpool of grief, Lily brought me back to reality.

“Bailee are you alright?”

“Yeah I think I am"

I still find parts of you. In the corners of my bedroom. Someday comes too soon. The radio plays our favourite tune again.

[a-y-o-k-o-o-k]

Switched luggage at the airport : brohm

(Bryce calls Ohm on skype through his computer)

Bryce: ohm? you there?

Ohm: yeah im here! sorry it took me so long, the wifi here is really fuckin' slow. *moves phone around trying to get a good angle of his face*

Bryce: I'm guessing your still at the airport due to all the noise *giggle*

Ohm: *soft laugh* yeah, the waiting queue is taking forever god damn it.

Bryce: thats sad.

Ohm: i know right!

Bryce: so I guess that means you have your luggage still on you then? *gives him a questioning side glare*

Ohm: well yeah, i have to pull this heavy piece of shit with me everywhere. *tilts phone so Bryce can see the suitcase at his side*

Bryce: Great! now about that luggage.. *sheepish grin*

Ohm: Bryce? what did you do? *scolds him while talking to him like a child*

Bryce: i might have done a bad and switched our luggage. *talks softly*

Ohm: Bryce! *facepalms* you didn't go through it did you?

Bryce: ahhh I may have just a little bit. *squints eyes*

Ohm: fucking hell Bryce. Then who's do i have?

Bryce: Well I'm hoping mine, otherwise someone gets to take my Micky mouse ears home and gift them to their grandchildren.

Ohm: well we don't want that now do we Brycey?

Bryce: *crosses his arms across his chest* absolutely not!

Ohm: *laughs at Bryce's child like antics* alright let have a look, just hang on a sec. *puts the phone down on the floor as he opens the suitcase*

Bryce: I can't really go anywhere so yeah, i guess I'll hang for a sec. *comments smart assly*

Ohm: *picks phone back up* you're in luck my friend. *turns camera toward Bryce's open suitcase to show his mickey mouse ears sitting on top*

Bryce: phew *wipes imaginary sweat off his forehead* i guess that's that fixed. *giggles cutely*

Ohm: that's great and all Bryce but, what the fuck am i going to do now?! my flight is about to lift off, the line to even get your tickets up is taking 3 years, I just found out I have the wrong luggage and need to find a way to get to your house, come back to the airport, line up in the queue for another 5 hours and get on a plane that is already half way across the sea?! *he lists complaining*

Bryce: ohm. *looks into the camera reassuringly*

Ohm: what? *looks back panicked and way less calm then before*

Bryce: you need to calm your tits and think for a minute. there's no way you'll be able to come to my house and back in time for your flight *he began listing off his fingers* even if i decided to bring your luggage to you there still won't be enough time and the only other option is you take my luggage with you and the next time we meet up we give each others stuff back.

Ohm: but who knows how long that might be?!

Bryce: *shruggs* sorry bud not much i can do about that.

Ohm: there's gotta be another option? *he says as he finally takes a step forward in the line*

Bryce: well... *scratchs under his chin*

Ohm: What?... well what?! *he says in anticipation*

Bryce: i guess you could hang at my house for a little longer.

Ohm: YES! *says so loud the family lined up in front of him turned around startled*

Ohm: i-i mean, yes please.

Bryce: *laughs sweetly at ohm's excitement* well then, it'll probably be best if you get out the line dont you think? *smiles wildly*

Ohm: oh yeah i guess your right. excuse me miss, pardon me. *Bryce watched as ohms phone swayed as he tried to get out of the queue*

Bryce: oh and about your plane tickets, we can exchange them for another flight. *he says in a plain tone*

Ohm: What! why didn't you tell me that before?! *makes it to the back of the line and walks towards the exit doors to the drop off parking lot*

Bryce: i forgot, sheesh. *runs hand through hair while looking to his right as something catching his eye*

Bryce: hey ohm? *reaches down to grab something*

Ohm: hmm? *hums not even looking at bryce's cam*

Bryce: i also forgot to ask you about this. *holds up an 'i love Bryce McQuaid' t-shirt that he found in ohms suitcase*

how long have you had this exactly? *smirkfull grin*

Ohm: *looks at Bryce through his phone a little blush on his cheeks but Bryce didn't notice* oh my god, Can you just come pick me up?! *he says passive aggressively*

Bryce: alllright, I'll see you soon then buddy. *puts the shirt down on his lap* but I still have some question for you like.. why is my face on that pillow.

Ohm: *rubs his forehead in frustration* I'll tell you later, just get your ass in the car before i get to the exit.

Bryce: im on it dont worry, i'll be there before you can say i love Bryce McQuaid.

Ohm: wouldn't even say it if my life depended on it. *he jokes smiling*

Bryce: right? that's why you have a shirt to say it for you, got it. *smirks devilishly giggling*

Ohm: okay im gonna hang up im almost at the door. it would be unfair if i didn't give you enough time to beat me to it?

Bryce: a challenge? oh your on!

Ohm: *chuckles* bye Bryce.

bryce: see you in a bit. *whispers* fangirl.

(hangs up call)