#Alright cya in a month bye

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they are taking over my brain

Zooms under cut

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Ooo how about a natasha x adoptive!daughter where r is a supersoldier teen & nat had rescued her from the red room or hydra a couple years ago! so now they make her go to (peters) highschool & it’s her first day. some kids invite her to a party after school & she doesn’t tell nat +they made her drink a lot knowing she can’t get drunk & nat finds out and gets mad hehe

A Long Way From Normal

Summary - you want be be a teenager. A party is the best place to do that right?

Warnings - language, alcohol, reader being a bit harsh

Authors note - Writing this made me wanna go to a house party so bad!

Word count - 2K

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Being a teenager meant something different to you. To most it was that boring time before you are actually old enough to do all the fun stuff. Not quite yet the age to go out drinking but at least being old enough to drive with your friends to the nearest fast food place. The no man’s land of growing up if you will.

Yet for you, it was like being a child discovering that there is a world outside of the four walls you grew up in. That’s what being out felt like to you. Being born again and having the freedom to explore a world that you never got to experience before.

Trying to remember your life before the Red Room was hard. Your mind had been manipulated more times than you could count, so being out in the big wide world felt wrong at first. It was like you had to ask permission to live your life. Freedom wasn’t something you thought you deserved.

It took a while for you to warm to the idea of being cared for. Your past was so far behind you that any affection sent your way was shut down immediately. No one could get through to you for the first couple of months. Hidden away in your room, behind a closed door was something you were familiar with. Only ever coming face to face with someone when they dropped off food and water.

It wasn’t like they didn’t try to get you acclimated to your new surroundings, because they did. They pushed notes under your door to invite you down to dinner. Pre planned parties were cancelled in order for you to not be overwhelmed with the noise. All their efforts fell on deaf ears. The only person you were willing to interact with was Natasha.

The redhead was the one to save you from the floating hell which was the Red Room. You clung onto her like a lost puppy, oddly calmed by her presence. Maybe she subconsciously reminded you of the woman you once called mother, either way you didn’t want to lose another familiar face again. So she let you come with her.

She knew you better than anyone. Not in the way friends relate to one another, but how a mother knew her child. You shared the same traumas. Something only the two of you could connect over. It was nice to have someone who understood. And for her, you become the daughter she never had.

So yeah, teenage life wasn’t the same for you, but that was all about to change. You had become a new person in the couple of years you had been freed. With a new purpose and a love for life, high school was the next step in your journey to normalcy.

Surprisingly it was Natasha that was terrified of the fact you were now ready to go to school. She had taken on the mantle of your mother so the concern was warranted but it was still unusual to see her so worried about something so trivial.

“Mum, I’m going to fine, I’m ready, we’ve been talking about this for ages”

“I know I know, but it’s my job to worry”

“She’ll be fine Nat” Clint’s voice came from behind her. “She’s got Peter looking out for her so I’m sure everything will be okay”

“How did you do this?” she asked him, trying to hold back her tears. “How did you let them go”

“As much as I want to stay and partake in the love fest, I’m going to be late if I don’t get a move on. Bye mum, cya Clint”

“Y/N wait a sec” before you could even turn around, Clint was jogging over to you. “I know Nat won’t say this but enjoy yourself. Say yes to everything. Make up for lost time alright?”

“Better late than never, I’ve got a lot of catching up to do. Wish me luck”

-

Luck was definitely something you needed because no matter the amount of preparation you and Peter went through to prepare for this, it was definitely not what you expected.

Boisterous groups of students barrelling through the corridors on their way to their next lessons. Loud bells ringing every so often indicating it was now the end of break. Teachers keeping you after class to catch you up to speed on everything that you’d missed. So when you finally got to sit down and have lunch, it was a relief.

“Is it normally this loud?” You asked as you plopped yourself next to Peter at the lunch table.

“Pretty much, but you get used to it. You’re not like, yanno, feeling stressed or anything? Cause if you are we can ring-“

“I’m fine Peter, honestly, it’s actually quite fun. People are a little nosy but fun anyhow”

“Well I think you’re officially the first person to call this dump fun” MJ said as she joined the two of you. “Because that feeling isn’t going to last very long with midterms coming up”

From the right of you, Peter groaned at MJ’s reminder of the dreaded tests. “Don’t even get me started on those. I’m so going to fail history so hard it’s not even funny”

“You say that every year and every year you pass, so I gave up listening to you complain about grades ages ago. Anyway enough about boring tests, you’re still coming to the party tonight?”

“What party?” You asked intrigued. You’d been around Tony’s many parties, but Natasha always stuck by your side and you were surrounded by adults.

“You didn’t tell her? Ugh, what sort of friend are you?”

“Care to explain?” You prompted.

“Liz is having a party, we’re not technically invited but there'll be so many people there she won’t even notice. You down?”

“MJ, I don’t think it’s a good idea for Y/N to go. It’s her first day!”

“I’m old enough to make my own decisions Parker, who are you, my mother? But to answer your question” you turned to MJ now, “I will accompany you to the ball m’lady”

“Oh this is gonna be so good!”

-

This was definitely not like one of the parties at the tower. Those ones had an air of sophistication about them. This one couldn’t be further from the opposite.

There were people everywhere, and you mean everywhere. You went to look for the bathroom at one point and opened a door to which you found two people making out in a utility cupboard.

“So this is what I’ve been missing out on huh?” You shouted to MJ over the loud thumping of the music.

“What do you mean? This is the life Y/N” sarcasm laced her voice.

“I don’t even know why I’m here, I can’t even get drunk”

“Hang on what? What do you mean you can’t get drunk?”

“I got some serum injected into me in the Red Room. It was basically a way to stop your body from ever being able to be compromised. Consequently meaning alcohol has no effect on me, or so I’m told”

“We so have to put this to the test, c’mon I saw where Liz hid the key to the liquor cabinet”

-

“The fact people drink this stuff is something I’ll never be able to get my head around”

“People don’t drink it because it tastes nice, they drink it because it gets them fucked up”

“Yeah well that obviously isn’t going to happen to me so can we stop this now?”

“You’ve only drank a bottle of vodka and chugged a beer, I think we can keep going. What do you fancy, there’s-“

“STOP!” A loud voice ricocheted off of the walls of the home office you were in. It startled the both of you enough that the remnants of your drinks splashed on the floor.

“Peter! You finally made it, we thought you were gonna flake!”

“There’s a reason I’m late and I don’t think Y/N’s going to like it”

“I’m not a mind reader Pete so spit it out”

“Your mum’s outside” that was definitely not what you were expecting him to say.

“You’ve got to be joking”

“Deadly serious, so yeah you’re in big trouble”

So much for being able to enjoy your first high school party.

-

“Do you have any idea how worried I was?!” Natasha said as you both stepped into your house.

“I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal”

“Oh really, what so my daughter not answering her phone after her first day of school isn’t a big deal. I thought you had been taken Y/N”

“Well I was fine. I wanted to enjoy myself and go to a party and get drunk like a normal teenager. I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d act like this!”

“Oh great, so you’ve started lying and drinking. Perfect, just what I want to deal with. This isn’t a game Y/N”

“Don’t you think I know that!” You had never spoken to your mother this way before. And even though you were unable to get drunk, it seemed as though the alcohol in your system did play a part in your confidence. “I’ve been through just as much shit as you have, remember. So for one night in my whole shitty sixteen years on this godforsaken planet I wanted to have a good time. So thanks a lot for ruining it. Oh m, and if you hadn’t already realised, I couldn’t even get drunk, so at least you won’t be stuck with yet another burden”.

“Y/N wait” Natasha called as you stomped your way up the stairs. However you just ignored her and slammed the door to your bedroom as you entered.

-

Normally you would be grateful that it was a Saturday as most of the time the team had the day off so you were able to join them. However with how last night went, you very much doubted you’d be allowed to leave the house again, even to go to school. So when you heard a knock at your door, you closed your eyes and prepared yourself for another telling off.

“Come in” you called to Natasha from your spot in bed.

When she opened the door you saw she was still in her pyjamas. Not an unusual sight for a weekend, though it looked like she had skipped her morning run, which was unlike her.

“How are you feeling today?” She asked, stepping into the room fully.

“Fine. Like I said, I can’t get drunk which means no hangover. If you’ve come to have another go at me, I heard you loud and clear last night so you don’t need to repeat yourself”

“I’ve actually come to apologise. If you’d let me?” You had no clue what to say to that so you just nodded and moved over to make space for her on the edge of your bed.

“I know you probably think that I’m being a helicopter parent, hovering over you to make sure you’re okay, and you’re probably right, but I’m allowed to worry about you”

Natasha very rarely spoke out like this. As much as she opens up to you, you knew there were still walls up around her, keeping in the secret she didn’t want to weigh you down with. This little confession told you she was sincere with her motives, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“You’ve only been in my life for a couple of years, but it feels like you’re my missing piece. Before you I had a family, a couple actually, but the feeling I get with you is something I can’t ever compare. You’re my daughter Y/N. Not by blood as you know but by something stronger. So please, let me get worried, let me get mad. It only means that I love you”

“I love you too, sorry for not telling you where I was, it was stupid not letting you know”

“Maybe a little, but I can’t expect you to want to hang out with me forever. Just next time a quick text will be enough. Clear?”

“Crystal”

“Good. So I was thinking, what do you say to takeout for lunch? Just us two”

“Only if I can have a milkshake, then I’ll gladly take you up on your offer of a mother daughter date.

“You’ve got yourself a deal”

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Pepperoni Punks - Chapter 4

When you're talked into confessing your obvious crush(1/2)

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AN// This is the first part of a "holiday" special. The slow burn stops next chapter because I underestimated my ability to write a slow burn lol. Sorry if this is a short chapter, it was supposed to be longer and posted earlier but I had midterms and wanted to die.——————————————————————————Summary - Donnie and Mikey are annoyed with how long they have had to put up with Casey's and Raph's painfully obvious crushes on each. So, they come up with a plan to talk to each of them and have them each plan to ask the other out.

“Cya later, dudes!” Casey said as they left. They had left around noon, needing to pick up their sister. They had already said bye to Raph who was still in his room. Raphael came out a bit later to get something to eat. Luckily, there was not going to be any training today. Mikey was in there too, playing with Ice Cream Kitty in a cooler. “Hey Mikey!” Raph looked at the other. Mikey quickly turned to look at him with Ice Cream Kitty turning to look as well. “You good, dude?” Mikey asked. “Obviously. I need someone to talk and no one else is available.” Raphael told his brother. It was an obvious lie to excuse the whole conversation about feelings that would happen. “Well, spill it dude.” Mikey said as he sat Ice Cream Kitty on the counter. Raph took a minute, trying to figure out how to word it. “Well last night Casey slept in my room with me sharing the bed.”

“And? What happened, did you confess your painfully obvious crush?” Mikey teased. “No, Mikey! I mean techally I did, I guess.” Ice Cream Kitty meowed in curiosity, seeming to try to participate in the conversation. “They said good night then fell asleep on me and then I said good night and that I loved them. They didn’t hear me say it because they were asleep.” Mikey rolled his eyes, “Man, you messed your chance. You should’ve said it before.” Raph groaned in frustration, “Leo said that as well. He also suggested that I should do something nice or something they like with them and then confess.”

“1. That’s good advice but 2. you really went to Leo before me?!” Mikey acted offended. “I didn’t ask Leo, he was fucking eavesdropping!” He sighed and took a breath. “What should I do? I know that they would like to play some street hockey and obviously smoke and get pizza but what if that’s not what they want before a confession or-“ Raphael didn’t like this feeling. He didn’t like this type of anxiety. He especially didn’t like his siblings seeing him this anxious. “What if I mess things up? What if-“

Mikey cut Raph off, “Hey, everything will be fine. I’ll help you come up with a game plan.” Raph nodded a thank you. Donnie appeared out of nowhere, “I’m heading out, Casey and I are going to the junk yard. I’ll be back with pizza. I’d be telling Leo this but he is in her Space Heros trance.” Mikey told him to just go, that he didn’t need anyone’s permission. “I thought that Casey had to pick up their sister.” Raph said. “Casey just texted that she is staying with her friend for another night and that they will be staying over tonight if we don’t have any plans for tomorrow.” Donnie explained quickly before leaving.

“Guess we have to plan something now.”

-

“Alright, Camel Face. What parts are you looking for specifically?” Casey asked as they lead the way to the part of the junkyard without cameras. “No need for insults, Cave Mouth. Anyways, I’m look for lights and some rims.” Donnie told them. He and Casey didn’t fight anymore unless sparing, they had actually found common ground when Donnie was working on the shell raiser. Casey just nodded, making a mental note. They were less talkative than they usually were when the two of them did supply runs. Donnie would’ve chalked it up as a connection of their behavior from the past few months but he could tell that something was actively bothering them. “Are you okay, Casey?” He asked, going to walk next to them. “Yes? I honestly don’t know.” They said, continuing to walk. They were thinking about last night, they thought about how they opened up to Raphael, how they thought they heard him say something before falling asleep and then how he helped them after a nightmare.

They weren’t oblivious to their own feelings about their best friend, the others weren’t either except for Raph. Donnie observed how Casey was acting and took some mental notes. “There is a high possibility that I will regret it but do you want to talk about it?” Casey was surprised that he was willing to let them talk about feelings. “Yeah. I slept in Raph’s room and we shared the bed. I opened up to him and shared a whole lot of shit that I haven’t told anyone else. I fell asleep in his arms twice, man.” Casey started talking. They held open a piece of the broken fence for Donnie. “And? From the tone of your voice, I can not tell if it’s bad or good.” He went through the fence, waiting for them on the other side. He did a check of his surroundings, making sure that no other humans were there. The junkyard didn’t have too many cameras or employees for that matter. So sneaking around wouldn’t be too difficult.

Casey followed, their hoodie getting ripped a bit. “It’s a good thing, I guess. But it gets worse.” Donnie went to a pale of axles and wheels. “Worse?” He questioned. “What do you mean worse?” He started analyzing all the parts, trying to find the best ones. “Well, he comforted me after a nightmare. It was just unexpected. And..” Casey paused for a moment, “I think that he said that he loved me. I don’t actually know if he did but I heard him say something like that before falling asleep.” Donnie looked up at them, putting down the parts in his hands. “Are you sure? You could’ve just been sleep deprived.” Casey shook their head. “No. I know that I heard the word love.” They tried to take their mind off of it. They went to look at a pile of alternator. “But I know that one of you usually drop in to say good night. Besides I’m his best friend and not many relationships like that last. Besides, I’m pretty sure that he doesn’t even like me lik-“

“Oh dear gods! Casey just shush!” Donnie groaned. Casey looked at him. “It is so obvious to see that you two like each other. More so that he likes you! When you ‘disappeared’ for the last few months, he couldn’t stop talking about you and how worried he was about you.” He was annoyed at how long this had been going on. “Just tell him. Also, Mikey and I may have been planning to set you guys up.”

Donnie looked at Casey to see their reaction. “What?! What have you guys planned!?” They reacted just like he expected. “We didn’t plan anything. We just agreed to talk both of you into confessing and having a nice ‘not date’.”

Casey just rolled their eyes. “What are the suggestions for the ‘not date’?”

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Yours, Mine, Ours: Chapter 22

Single-Dad!Chris Evans X Single-Mom!Reader

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Series Summary: Your husband Caspian Richardson Senior died while serving in the military, so you move your three sons to Boston, MA. Where you meet an actor and his sweet daughter.

Chapter Summary: Chris talks to June, you go to Virginia, and Connor is having a hard time.

Series Warnings: Death of a spouse/parent, divorce of parents,

Chapter Warnings: Angst, Fluff, grab your tissues folks, because it's sad.

"Lovebug?" Chris says, Juniper looks up at him smiling.

"Yeah daddy?"

"Can I talk to you about something?" Chris asks. He already asked her about it before he asked you to be his girlfriend so now he's just confirming it.

Okay!" She climbs onto his lap and smiles.

"So you know how I talked to you about Y/n?" He asks, she nods still smiling. "Well me and her are girlfriend and boyfriend now, her and her sons are gonna be around more often."

"Yay! I like them, Caspian gives me piggyback rides!" She says happily, Chris smiles.

"Well I just want you to know that if anything happens they ever be mean to you. Any of them Y/n included you have to tell me." He doubts it'll happen but he wants to be sure she knows that she can tell him if any of them are mean.

"Okay! I will."

——— One Month Later

You packed the last bag into the car. Smiling at your handy work you turn to the Jace and Connor. They were in the yard wrestling in the snow. You looked at them lovingly as Caspian came out. All of you were wearing comfortable clothes ready for the 7+ hour drive.

"Boys! Dust off that snow the seats are gonna be covered in it." You shook your head but were smiling.

"Fine." They shake the snow off their clothes before they climbed into the minvan. You chuckled to yourself before you looked at Caspian.

"You got everything bud?" You asked him reaching for the hatch.

"Yep." He nods as he adjusts his jacket. "What age would dad be turning?" He asks smiling.

"38 the same age I'm turning this year." You smile ruffling his hair.

"Man you're old. I mean uh."

"Hey!" Chris walks through the snowy sidewalk to your driveway. "I wanted to say bye before your trip."

"Aw." You smiled turning toward your boyfriend.

"Hey Caspian excited to go to Virginia?"

"Yeah." He nods. "I'm gonna go get in the car."

"Alright cya buddy." Caspian smiles before going and getting in the front seat. "Can you call me when you guys get there? So I know your safe." Chris asks smiling, you gave have been officially dating for a little under a month. Though you both agreed not to celebrate the one month anniversary since your adults, and both have been married before. Since you are dating him instead of wearing your wedding ring on your finger you wear it on a chain around your neck.

"Of course sweetheart." The two of you kiss goodbye before you getting in the car.

———

You finally get out of the car with a sigh. Finally at the hotel. It wasn't that late, it was only four pm. Since you left at, nine am.

"Alright boys I'm gonna go check in you guys grab you bags." You tell them before heading inside the hotel. You check in before joining the kids in bringing the bags up. It was just a weekend trip so you each had one bag, and then a cooler and snack bag so you brought those up to the room too. Just cause you were going to be hauling Maya and them around. Not that the boys knew that, because you wanted to surprise them. You got one room for you and your sons.

It had two full size bed and a couch. You were going to have Jace and Connor share a bed, feet to head, and either you or Caspian would take the couch. Maya and Butler have the room across the haul. It only has one queen size bed and a couch though. Since Matty, their son is only 4 he sleeps in their bed a lot anyway. Especially since his dad has been home.

"Hey Jace bud can you get the door?" You asked hearing a knock, you finished texting Chris to let him know you got there safe before you got the camera up on your phone to film it. You knew it was Butler he texted you. They had gotten there earlier and have been relaxing since.

"Alright." Jace open the door gasping at the sight of his uncle. "Uncle Butler!" He exclaims hugging him. Caspian and Connor look up from what they were doing to the door. They both quickly went to the door. You smile at the sight, knowing Senior would be so happy that his kids are close with his best friend.

"Hey boys!"

"What're you doing here I thought you were in Iraq?" Caspian asks.

"Well I couldn't miss my best friend's 38th birthday. And I was just missing you little monsters." He teases squeezing the oldest. "My God! You're almost as tall as me. Who told you this was okay? Your gonna be as tall as your dad in no time." Senior was around 6'6. Butler is only 6'4 though. Caspian is currently 5'8 with plenty of time to grow.

"I'm 5'8 now." He says smiling. "Is Aunt Maya and Matty with you?"

"Yep!" A voice behind him said. The family walks in sharing hugs.

"Missed you." Butler said hugging you. "So how's your new man?"

"He's good, you can meet him when you visit boston." You smiled.

"Auntie Y/n!" You looked down and saw Matthew running for you. You knelt and picked him up.

"There's my favorite nephew!" You smile bouncing him gently. "Ooh your getting so big how old are you not? 10? 15? 20?" You joke.

"No I'm only 4!" He insists.

"Oh." You chuckle ruffling his shoulder length hair.

———

You walked through the cemetery. You stop at the headstone that says, "Here lies Caspian Gregory Richardson SR Son, Husband, Father, Friend, and Soldier, Feb 3rd 1984- August 25 2020." You sit down, and stare at the head stone. Caspian looks down at you before sitting down next to you.

"Hey dad. Happy birthday!" He mumbles to the headstone.

"We brought you flowers dad." Jace sits by you setting the flowers down in a vase that's by the headstone. "Happy Birthday."

"Happy birthday daddy! Mom said we're getting your favorite dinner and dessert! And Uncle Butler and Aunt Maya and Matty came too but they're gonna come talk to you in a little." Connor said as he sat by Jace. You wrap your arms around the three boy.

"Your dad would be so proud of you boys." You smiled lightly looking at the headstone.

"You really think so?" Caspian asked looking up at you.

"Of course baby, he used to have me film anything and everything that you wanted him there for so he could see it."

"Really?" He chuckled.

"His phone is full of videos of you playing your sports, there's videos form every winter/christmas show you guys had. All three of your kindergarten graduations, your elementary school graduation. He hated not being there." You look down at the ground.

"The why did he keep reenlisting?" Connor asked you.

"He felt that this was what he had to do. He wanted to fight for the country so you boys would always be free, so I could always be free so your grandparents and uncle Ben could be free." You explained keeping your tears in. "Boys, your uncle butler brought back a box from Iraq, that him and your dad buried. And your dad buried letters to us, in the case he died, apparently he's been doing this a while so when we get home.. We're gonna find those old letters but I have your boy's right here in my purse so when we get back to the hotel I'll give them to you."

"He really did that?" Jace asked.

"Yeah." You nodded.

"I miss you dad." Jace moves to put a hand on the headstone.

Soon you felt it was time to head back, it was almost dinner time. Butler and them joined you guys not too far into your visit.

"Mom can I a minute alone then walk back?" Connor asks.

"I can stay with him if you'd like?" Caspian offers.

"Okay you boys be careful." You had Connor's letter to him before giving Caspian his. You and everyone else walk of.

"I'll go stand over at that tree you talk to dad." Caspian tell his little brother before he walks to a tree that's far enough to be out of ear shot but Caspian would still be able to see him.

"Hey daddy... I miss you... Mom's dating a new guy, he's kinda cool. But not as cool as you. Caspian says he makes mom happy so we should be nice to him. He's not that bad though, he's gonna let us use his pool this summer! I wish you were here. You missed one of the best games I have had. I got your letter I just haven't read it yet." He looks at the folded piece of paper that says; "To my little Con man" he takes a deep breath as he opens it. He sits back down as he reads the date that is was written; April 4th 2019.

"Hey, buddy. This letter is always the hardest thing for me to do. I've written so many they're all hidden with your baby book that me and your mom never got around to filling. I guess if you're reading this I'm in heaven. I don't know how old you are when you're reading this, but as I write this your six, you don't even know I'm leaving for deployment yet. I haven't even told your mom the only person who knows it your uncle Butler but he's coming with me. Now that I'm gone there are some things you need to know, I love you, so so much I wish I could watch you grow up. But this job is dangerous. Connor, listen to your mom she only wants what's best, if she decides to move on from me then I trust that she'll find a man who loves you and your brothers as much as I do. She won't marry anyone who disrespects you or your brothers for that matter. I'm not saying to trust them right away but be polite to them. Connor, I'm sorry I never got to see you graduate or get married or have kids, or even follow your dreams but I know you'll do great things and I'm watching you from above. I love you to the moon and back, bye Con man."

Connor rests his head in his hands as he cries. That old stupid nickname that no one has called in over a year lays on the page. He had trouble showing how hard his dad's loss is on him cause in reality he barely knew his dad. He was six the last time he saw his dad in person, he only has so many memories. Even then the most prominent memory he has is of the day he found out.

It was a Tuesday, he had been exploring the base as he was all summer. He ran into Maya at a playground and she invited him to hang out with her and Matty. When he was playing with Matthew he noticed Maya texting someone right before she got a call. He could just tell something was wrong. She walks over with a look of pity or sadness.

"Hey that was your mom it's time for you to go home." She says. Connor nods as Maya picks up Matthew. "I'll drive you home, your mom invited me for dinner anyway."

Once home you sit Connor down. He knew something was wrong, Jace's baseball bat laid at the bottom of the stairs and Jace was sleeping on the couch. He didn't know where Caspian was.

"Sweetheart your dad went on a mission today and... He's not coming home." Connor was by no means a idiot. He knows what that means.

"No. No you're lying." He whines. You open your arms welcoming him to a hug. He doesn't know when but he fell asleep and woke up to Maya cooking breakfast, her son asleep in a pack 'n play and Jace still sleeping. Was that a nightmare? He sees his uncle walk into the house.

"Hey Con." Ben looked down.

"Is daddy really gone?" Connor asked. The man nodded and Connor felt himself crying again.

He has no close when Caspian joined him at the grave again but his brother was hugging him. Is was silent besides the sound of leaves moving.

"It's cold we should head to the hotel." Caspian said after a little.

"Yeah... Caspian why did dad have to go?"

"I don't know man. What I do know is that we can't change it we just have to live with it, and do our best to make him proud as if he is here."

"Okay."

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A/n: Theres gonna be a big time skip soon, maybe a year? Or something. Not too sure about yet. Anyway now that I did Connor's perspective of what happen yours will probably be in the next chapter. Also gonna add more Juniper and Connor because I realize I'm kinda slacking on them.

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Our Little Secret

description: you and rudy have been sneaking around for a while now, what happens when you get caught in front of thousands of fans?😳😳

warnings: making out?? ooo and swearing oops (as a british person i can’t just NOT swear)

            Rudy’s lips smashed against yours, moving hungrily as his arms snaked around your waist. You gasped, arms moving to hook around his neck as he slipped his tongue in your mouth. You had to be on set in five, and you were just passing the time with your good friend Rudy in his trailer.

Between the two of you, neither of you were quite sure what you were. So far, all you guys had done was purely physical. Of course, there had been lingering touches, longing stares, stolen smiles. But you hadn’t talked about it. 

It had started with flirty jokes, and then, boom! It just kinda happened, if you were being honest.

Not breaking the kiss, the two of you stumbled backwards until you bumped into the table. You jumped up and he took his pace between your legs, detaching his lips from yours and turning his attention to the skin on your neck. You moaned, heading rolling back to give him more access.

“Hey, Rudy? You in there?” Your eyes widen at the voice outside the trailer door, freezing both yours and Rudy’s movements.

“Uh, yeah?” Rudy says, clearing his throat.

“Why’s the door locked, toot?” You could practically see the suggestive smirk on Chase’s face.

“Cause I’m about to take a shit and I didn’t want anyone to come in here and smell that,” Rudy replies, looking at you with a grin on his face. You rest your head in the crook of his neck, pressing your face up to it to suppress your laughter.

Chase laughs. “Alright, then, but have you seen Y/N? I’ve been looking for her everywhere.”

“Nah, sorry bro,” Rudy calls out when you shake your head at him. “I’ve gotta take this shit or I’ll explode. See you in a sec.”

“It’s good, bro,” Chase replies. “She’s gotta be on set now, though. I’ll find her, don’t worry about it. Probably went off to craft services or something.”

You glare at the door where Chase is stood on the other end, but your eyes widen wen you realise you’re gonna be late to set.

“Cya, man,” Rudy says, helping you down from the counter as you pat down your hair. Chase mumbles a “bye”.

You two wait until it’s clear, giving Rudy a quick peck as you subtlety sneak out the trailer door once you’re sure Chase is gone.

As you walk - more like jog - away, you look back. Through the window you salute to Rudy, and he salutes back with a maniacal grin on his perfect face.

♡

You’ve just finished shooting for the day, and straight away, you headed over to see Rudy. He’d slid you a note earlier in the day to meet him at his trailer once you were done.

Arriving, you were immediately pulled into a kiss by by the blond headed bimbo who’d stolen your heart. You smiled against his lips, happily thinking about the fact that you could finally call him yours.

Around two weeks ago now you two had finally sorted through your shit and admitted your feelings for each other. However, you’d both decided it would be better if you kept your newfound relationship to yourselves. You didn’t want to make things awkward if it didn’t work out, and, besides, sneaking around was fun. “Think of it as our little secret,” you had said.

You pulled away from the kiss and he pouted. Laughing, you pecked him on the cheek and watched as a smile took over on his lips. Rudy’s arms situated themselves around your waist as he laid the two of you down on the makeshift sofa in his trailer.

Rudy was lying on your lap as you played with his hair, occasionally kissing him as some stupid ass movie played on the TV. It was a nice breather from all the crazy scenes you’d been filming and you couldn’t feel more relaxed.

Well, that was until there was a knock at the door. You wasted no time in rushing into the bathroom, hiding as Rudy went to answer the door.

“Yo, dude,” you hear JD greet and you mentally cuss him out.

“Uh, hey, JD, Maddie,” Rudy says. “What’s up?”

“Why’re you being so weird?” Maddie questions, confused as to why Rudy seemed hesitant about letting them in.

“Me?” Rudy asks, shaking his head. “Nah, I’m not being weird.”

“Whatever,” Madison huffs. You hear her and JD walk in and mutter profanities under your breath. Thank god you had picked up your phone from the sofa or you would be toast. “We wanted to watch a movie and you have the comfiest couch.”

“What’re we watchin?” Rudy asks, bouncing on his heels. Madison shares a look with JD, confused as to what the hell was up with him.

“I dunno,” JD shrugs. “I gotta take a tinker in your bathroom, though. I’ll be right back.” He says, and your eyes widen.

“No!” Rudy calls out, and you search frantically for an escape route. There’s a window, but it’s kinda small, you’re not sure if you’d fit. Fuck it, you think as you hear JD and Mads confront Rudy about being weird.

“I just mean ... it’s kinda rank in there,” Rudy says, scratching the back of his neck.

“Disgusting,” Madison mutters.

“I’ll just block out the smell,” JD shrugs. “I’m desperate, bro.”

Rudy silently prays to himself as you fumble about the bathroom, climbing on top of the seat. You put one leg through the window as the footsteps land right outside the door, and  try to slyly maneuver yourself out with your phone in one hand. Your plan fails miserable and you tumble to the ground, landing in a bush.

“Fuck,” you mutter, sitting up and pulling leaves out your hair.

The door to the bathroom swings open and you run as fast as you can back to your own trailer. You ignore the confused looks of the crew members, and Drew calling your name as he sees you run past with twigs in your hair.

As soon as you get back to your trailer, you shoot Rudy a quick text.

I jumped out the window ;)

Jesus, Y/N. You good?

Yeah, just thank god for my super rad spy skills.

Sure, baby. Sure.

♡

You giggle as Rudy pushes you down on your bed, peppering your skin with kisses, making you laugh more.

Filming had ended and you were currently quarantined with the cast, stuck in yours and Madelyn’s apartment. After the release of the show, you had gained quite a big fan base and your time had been occupied with online interviews and live streams. You’ve barely had the chance to sneak around with Rudy, not wanting to raise any suspicions since fans had already started shipping the two of you, pointing out the way he looks and interacts with you, and vice versa.

You didn’t want to let your friends catch on. Not yet.

Swiftly, you flip you and Rudy over, straddling him as you pull him in for a passionate kiss. You must not have heard the footsteps creeping up to your room, or the door swing open as you kissed your boyfriend.

A quick shriek alerted you of someone’s presence. You scrambled away from Rudy, cheeks red and eyes wide. It was Madelyn, stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide. Clumsily, she dropped her phone, the object clattering to the floor

“Fuck,” Rudy mutters, pulling on his shirt as you put your hands over your face in attempt to hide you embarrassment.

Madelyn stands dead still, frozen to the spot. “Oh my god, guys, I am so so so sorry! I didn’t know you two were-”

By now, you had alerted the attention of Chase and Drew, who came running over at the sound of a scream. It didn’t take them long to connect the dots, between your rosy cheeks and swollen lips and Rudy’s messy hair and flustered appearance.

“Oh, shit,” Drew swore, eyes wide.

“Uh, guys ...” Madelyn spoke up, chuckling nervously. “I was on live and they saw ...” she motions between the two of you with her hands, “that.”

Honestly, you think you could’ve died, right then and there. You scramble to grab Maddie’s phone from the floor, seeing the comments screaming about what they had just accidentally witnessed and quickly end the live.

“I’m so sorry!” Maddie squeals, cheeks tinging red. “I was planning on scaring Y/N and I didn’t think Rudy would be in here, let alone that you two would be-”

You quickly cut her off, scratching the back of your neck and biting your lip. “It’s fine, Maddie. Seriously, don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah,” Rudy clears his throat. “You couldn't have known.”

“Uh, well,” Drew chuckles. “This is awkward.”

“Honestly, I’m gonna need a good few shots to erase the embarrassment of this moment from my memory,” you state, walking through the door and towards the kitchen where a bottle of vodka awaits you.

“I second that,” Rudy says, following you and lazily placing an arm around your waist.

Chase grins, watching the two off you. “So ... “ he trails off, gesturing between the two of you with his hand. “Are you two, yanno, together?” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

You nod and Rudy smiles. “Yeah, we have been for a while now.”

“God, it’s about time!” Chase exclaims.

“You guys were pretty bad at hiding it,” Drew states, a grin of his own on his lips.

You mock fake offence, gasping as you poor the vodka into your shot glass. “We’ve been dating for four months, so, obviously not.” 

Madelyn’s mouth hangs open. “Four months?!” she yells. “And you didn’t tell us?”

Rudy shrugs, kissing your cheek fondly. “Eh, it was pretty fun sneaking around.”

“Agreed,” you say, smiling up at him. He meets your gaze, pecking you on the lips.

“Ew, you guys,” Chase groans. “Just because you’re together now doesn’t mean you can be all openly affectionate.”

Madelyn whacks his arm, rolling her eyes. “Shut up, they’re cute.”

“Nah, they’re gross,” Drew jokes, laughing. “Anyway, I made Mama Starkey’s casserole. Who wants some?”

“Me!” you exclaim, grinning excitedly. If there was one thing you loved it was Mama Starkey’s chicken casserole. Also, eating and drinking would be a good way to get your mind off the fact that practically the entire world saw you on top of a shirtless Rudy, making out with him.

A/N: AHAHAH THE WAY I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO END THIS SHDJSHJDH also pls excuse the crappy writing this was made at 4am last night😳

[imma-fucking-nerd]

In Real Life

(Connor x Reader)

A/N: this is inspired by the demi lovato song of the same title that I randomly remembered from when i was a kid that i totally didn't discover from a hetalia fic 👁️👄👁️

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Gavin Reed. He was an..... interesting character. Most people thought he was a trouble making asshole, and they weren't exactly wrong. He liked to pick fights, mostly with androids, and he held this arrogant air around him. But that didn't mean he wasn't capable of kindness, how to have a fun time, and believe it or not he was actually kind of funny. You supposed that was why you started to like him.

At first you only agreed to go on a date with him so he'd leave you alone. But one date turned into two. Then three. Then, before you knew it you found yourself living with him, and carrying the title of his 'girlfriend'. Honestly, you didn't really hate that idea.

He was kind enough, and funny enough, he was just enough to cure your crippling case of loneliness. So you let yourself fall for him. After all, there weren't really any other options for you at the moment. At least, not that you were aware of. But unbeknownst to you, a certain android had a budding crush on you.

You had been dating Gavin for a couple of months and things were....okay. Not bad, but not ideal either. You just chalked it up to your hopeless romantic nature expecting too much of him, and unrealistic. So, you settled with the mediocre relationship. It wasn't like he was abusive in any way. He had just been growing more and more distant, to say the least.

You wouldn't really ever go on fun dates out anymore. Unless you counted the weekends you would follow him to a bar. Where he would get shitfaced which then you would have to drag him to your shared apartment before he started a fight with someone. But those nights were hardly romantic. The only remotely romantic element being him managing to convince you to sleep with him.

Most days, he would stay home to hang out for no more than a couple of hours. But then he'd be off doing god knows what for the rest of the night. He'd rarely even be there when you woke up either. He would always just say it was because he had work he needed to do.

You brushed never questioned him about all the excuses, telling yourself that he was a detective. He must have been needed quite a lot. Or maybe he even just wanted his own time. That was fine. He was allowed to want his alone time. So you put up with it, even though it was causing little cracks in your heart every time. You ignored the voice in the back of your head that told you that you deserved more than this. A certain someone would have to agree.

Tonight was one of those nights. You were laying in your bed, and Gavin was getting dressed and ready to leave. You held back the urge to sigh as you watched him, a hint of sadness in your (e/c) eyes. Sitting up slightly, you cleared your throat. You already knew the answer to what you were about to ask, but it was worth a shot.

"So, when are you gunna be home?" you asked, a hopeful tinge to your voice.

"Dunno, probably not til late. I got work, but I'll let you know," he said as he shrugged on his jacket.

"Okay..." you replied quietly.

"I gotta go, cya later," he said, stopping at your bedroom door, sparing you a quick glance over his shoulder.

"Okay, bye," you waved, offering him a small smile.

With that, he was gone once again. When you heard the front door shut you let out a long sigh. You layed back down and stared up at the ceiling, letting your mind wonder. After a few moments the buzzing of your phone caught your attention. You rolled over onto your side and grabbed it, turning it on and punching in your passcode. You opened the messages app and a smile appeared on your face when you read the text. 

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Hello, (Y/n). How are you doing this evening? :)

You couldn't help but chuckle at the little smiley face. You taught him how to make the basic emote faces and you thought it was adorable every time he used one. Almost immediately, you typed up your reply.

(Y/n): Hey Con! I'm ok, you?

Connor was your best friend. Ever since he first waltzed into the prescinct you found him intriguing. The thing thing that brought you two together at first was because you defended him from Gavin, and anyone else who bullied the poor android. You really didn't understand why they were all so mean to him.

You thought the detective android was amazing in every single way. Not only was his detective work unmatched, but he was also such a sweetheart, and honestly so unintentionally hilarious, not to mention he was very attractive. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't imagined what it would be like to date him. He would honestly be the perfect boyfriend. But you doubted he'd think of you in a romantic way.

Connor had only become a deviant not too long ago. So trying to flirt with him would feel wrong anyways. But being friends with him was something you could do. You always knew he was so much more than a machine on a mission. When he came to you to tell you he had become deviant you immediately pulled him into a hug, much like Hank did. Little did you know that your hug would awaken feelings in him for you he never knew were possible, yet felt as if they'd always been there. 

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: I'm doing good. May I ask why you're just okay? Is something wrong?

His concern made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. A feeling that you were supposed to feel from your boyfriend. Your previous smile dropped as you stared at the question on the screen. You trusted Connor with your life but you didn't know if you should tell him what was bothering you. With a soft sigh, you typed up your response.

(Y/n): No no I'm fine. It's just one of those days y'know?

(Y/n): But I really appreciate your concern :)

You felt bad for lying to him, but it wasn't like there was anything he could do about your little predicament. You were grateful you didn't have to have this conversation face to face, otherwise he would have most definitely caught you in your lie. Yet even through text, Connor wasn't very convinced but he didn't want to press even further.

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Oh, ok. Let me know if you need anything (Y/n) and I'll be there. :)

Once again, his message brought a smile to your face, along with that funky feeling in your stomach. Oh how you wished Gavin could make you feel this special.

(Y/n): Thank you Connor :3

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: What is that?

You chuckled softly at the android's endearing cluelessness when it came to texting. God he was adorable.

(Y/n): It's a face! Like a dog or a cat face

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Oh.

Connor: :3

You couldn't help but giggle at the incoming text.

(Y/n): Cute! :D

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Anyways, I shouldn't keep you up any further. It's late, you should sleep.

You glanced up to the corner of your phone and saw the time read 1:43 am. He definitely wasn't wrong, and as if on cue your body let out a long yawn.

(Y/n): Yeah you're probably right. Goodnight Connor.

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Goodnight (Y/n) :3

You chuckled and shook your head as you turned your phone off, placing it over your heart. An absent-minded dreamy sigh fell past your lips and you placed your phone over on your nightstand. You got comfortable in under the covers and fluttered your eyes shut before you slowly drifted off to sleep.

When you woke up at the sound of your alarm, you weren't surprised to find the space beside you empty. No kisses, no breakfast made for you, not even the presence of your boyfriend. You were used to that by now though. It's almost as if you were still single. With a little huff, you got up and started getting ready for work.

You weren't a detective like Gavin, but you did work at the station with him, and with Connor. Almost as soon as you thought about your favorite android, you saw your phone light up in your peripherals. You didn't even need to read who it was from before a smile stretched across your face.

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: Good morning (Y/n). I hope you slept well. I look forward to seeing you.

(Y/n): Thanks Connor, I slept alright. I'm leaving now so I'll see you soon.

NEW MESSAGE

Connor: See you soon (Y/n) :)

With that, you shut your phone off and tucked it away into your purse before leaving the apartment. You locked the door behind you and ledt to go down to your car. The smile Connor's morning texts brought you stayed on your face the whole ride to work. You had a feeling today was going to be a great day.

The hours of the day rolled by seamlessly, and for the most part, your little feeling was right. You didn't have that many reports to fill out and Connor wasn't out on any cases with Hank so you got to talk with him a lot. The only thing that kind of disappointed you was the lack of attention you got from your boyfriend. You tried not to let that get you down, but Connor could sense that you weren't 100%.

It was currently 7:45pm and you were finally ready to head home. After gathering your belongings, you looked around for Gavin. You were a little confused when you couldn't find him, but just assumed he went home before you. Wouldn't be the first time. As your eyes scanned the prescinct, they met a pair of warm chocolate brown ones. Your lips almost immediately curled up into a smile when you recognized who they belonged to.

"Hello, (Y/n). Are you done for the day?" he asked, returning your smile with a lopsided smile of his own.

He had yet to master the whole smiling thing without looking awkward. But it cute nonetheless.

"Yep, you?" you responded, popping the 'p'.

"Yes, Hank is waiting for me in the car," he nodded.

"Then you probably shouldn't keep him waiting before he leaves without you," you chuckled.

"Right," he agreed almost sheepishly.

"C'mon, we can walk out together," you offered with a smile.

Connor's own smile widened and he nodded enthusiastically, "I would like that."

You lead the way to the exit and Connor followed. As you got to the door, Connor quickly stepped ahead of you and opened the door for you. A soft chuckle escaped you and you felt a slight warmth rise up into your cheeks. Something that didn't go unnoticed by the android detective.

"Why thank you kind sir," you said with a grin.

"Of course, my lady/lord," he replied with a cheeky little smile as he exited after you.

As he walked you over to your car, the sudden sound of a car's horn made you jump. You turned your head to Hank's beat up old car.

"Connor, hurry the fuck up or I'm leaving your ass here!" you heard the older man yell from his car.

"Coming Lieutenant!" Connor called after him.

He then turned to you with a soft smile, "Goodnight (Y/n), I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight Connor," you replied with a wave as he jogged over to Hank's car.

You and Connor locked eyes once more before you both got into your seperate vehicles. You swore you felt your heart skip a beat, and as soon as you were in your car you let out a girlish giggle. Today was definitely a great day.

You pulled up in front of the apartment building and parked along the curb. Gavin only had one parking spot and that was reserved for his truck, so you had to park infront of the building. Not that you really minded. Stepping out of the car, you locked it before entering the building. As you rode the elevator up to your floor you wondered if Gavin would be home. Maybe if you were lucky you could watch a movie together and cuddle to wrap up this perfect day.

When you arrived at your door you slid in your key to unlock to door only to find it was already unlocked. Huh that was weird. You just shrugged it off, assuming Gavin just left it unlocked for you. However when you entered the apartment and begun to take your jacket off you paused when your eyes landed on a pair of heels that weren't your own.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach when you heard hushed giggles and moans coming from deeper in the apartment. You dropped your bag by the door and closed it quietly before slowly creeping down the hall. The closer you got to the origin of the noises the louder they got and they were coming from the bedroom. The sound of your heart racing pounded in your ears as you recognized one of the voices to be Gavin's, your supposed boyfriend. The other voice was another woman's, and it didn't take much to put two and two together.

Your feet stopped on your venture forward and you stood frozen like a deer in headlights. The forming of tears stung your eyes and you felt your throat tightening. You could almost hear your heart breaking over the faint voices echoed in your mind. After a few moments of you just standing there, processing what was happening, you turned on your heel and grabbed your bag before slamming the door shut. There was no doubt they would heard that, and you hoped they did.

Hot tears brimmed your eyes and you tried so hard to keep them from spilling as you rushed into the elevator. You didn't want or need to face him or the woman he had cheated on you with. There was nothing he could say that would make it okay. That would stop you from leaving him like you knew you should have a long time ago.

It was only when you got into your car when you finally let the tears that threatened to spill fall down your face. Never before have you felt so stupid in your entire life. So much of you time and love poured into someone who never gave a shit about you. You hit the side of the steering wheel multiple times with a frustrated and hurt groan. After the anger had subsided you leaned your forehead against the wheel and just cried.

It had been a solid five minutes before you were able to steady your breathing and calm down a little. Your eyes glanced back to the apartment, with a shaky sigh you put the key into the ignition and started your car. You didn't have a set destination in mind but you just needed to go anywhere else but here.

You seemed to drive on autopilot because without even realizing it you ended up driving to the address of Lieutenant Anderson. Since you had made the mistake of moving in with Gavin, you really didn't have anywhere else to go. You hoped he wouldn't mind if you crashed there for a couple of days with a little persuasion from Connor. The moment you thought about the android you felt yourself feel just a little bit better. You knew that if anyone would be able to lift your spirits, it was him.

Within less than a half hour you arrived at the residence of Hank, Sumo, and as of recently, Connor. You parked by the curb and turned off your car. Taking a few deep breaths, you looked at yourself in the mirror and realized how much of a mess you looked. Your eyes were red, puffy, and glossy with fresh tears. But at this point you were beyond caring about how you looked.

With a soft huff you pulled yourself out of your car and headed up to the door. You wasted no more time before knocking on the door a couple of times. Looking over your shoulder you noticed Hank's car wasn't in the driveway. Must have been out at a bar or something. Your attention was brought back to the door when you heard it unlocking and being pulled open. Connor's eyes widened at the sight of you and his LED shifted into a yellow as he immediately scanned you for any bodily harm.

"(Y/n)? What's wrong? Are you alright?" he asked, worry evident in his voice and soft eyes.

"H-He cheated on me," was all you said, your barely audible voice cracking as you fought off a second round of tears.

The androids features softened and he opened the door wider for you to step inside. You offered him a weak grateful smile as you walked into the humble abode. He closed the door behind you before offering to take your coat, like the gentleman he was. After he took you to trudged over to the couch and sunk down onto it. You hadn't even been there five minutes and you already felt more at home than you did spending months at his place.

A smile tugged at your lips when the saint bernard, Sumo, came up and layed at your feet. You leaned down and pet through his thick fur.

"Hey buddy," you mumbled to the canine.

Your attention was brought back up to Connor when he took a seat next to you.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked kind of awkwardly.

You shook your head, "No, not really."

Connor nodded in understanding. He wasn't quite sure what else to say. Comforting people wasn't exactly his strong suit. He was about to open his mouth to speak but shut it once you leaned your head against his shoulder, your eyes trained on the dog that layed by your feet. Connor tensed at the contact and you were just about to move away and apologize when he slowly wrapped an arm around your waist.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/n)," Connor almost whispered, breaking the silence that had fallen upon you.

"Yeah, me too," you said sadly, sighing shakily.

You felt the tears coming back and your breath becoming more uneven but you made no attempt to stop it. Connor must have noticed too because he shifted slightly and used his other hand to pull you into his chest. This time it was you who had tensed at the sudden hug, and soon you completely melted into his touch. You buried your face into his chest and clutched onto his jacket like your life depended on it, meanwhile Connor soothingly pet your hair.

"He didn't deserve you anyways," he mumbled, mostly to himself.

A long period of time passed where none of you said a word. Connor just held you in his arms as you sobbed into his chest. He thought he hated Gavin before you two started dating, now the next time he saw him he was going to have some words for him. Connor wished he had said something to you before you got hurt, but it was too late for that now so he was content to be here for you now. He hated to admit it, but he actually really like the position you two were in, minus the you crying thing of course.

A couple more minutes passed until Connor realized that you had seemed to calm down. He looked down at you and just as he was about to call your name he noticed that you had fallen asleep. You must have been so exhausted that you cried yourself to sleep. Slowly, Connor picked you up bridal style before laying you down onto the couch. He had to snap himself out of staring at your sleeping form in order to get you a spare blanket. When he came back he gently laid the blanket over you then hesitantly leaned down closer to you.

"Sleep well, (Y/n)," he whispered before leaning in further to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

In the morning, you were awoken by the potent smell of bacon in the air. You stirred a bit before your eyes fluttered open, taking in your surroundings. It took a moment to realize where you were, and what exactly happened the night before. When you looked up to see Hank making his way over to the couch you sat up to give him room. You assumed Connor had filled him in after you fell asleep because he didn't ask why you were here, only mumbling a 'mornin'.

You offered him a small smile in response and rubbed your eyes. Looking over, you saw Connor in the kitchen and got up to join him. When he noticed you at his side he offered you a bright smile.

"Good morning, (Y/n). How did you sleep?" he asked, his eyes going back to the bacon he was cooking up.

"As well as you'd expect sleeping on a couch. Whatcha doing?" you nodded down to the food he was making.

"Making you breakfast, of course," he said as if it were obvious.

"Really?" your eyes widened and you could feel your cheeks heating up.

"I hope you don't mind," he added once he saw your reaction, suddenly doubting his actions.

"No, no! I don't mind at all, it's just..... Something I'm not used to," you said, rubbing the back of your neck.

"Well, as long as you stay with us I'll make you whatever you want whenever you want," he grinned, proud of himself.

Your lips curled up into a wide smile and you went up on your tippy toes, pressing a quick peck to his cheek, "Thanks Con."

"Uh- N-No problem (Y/n)," he stuttered, a light blue starting to tint his cheeks.

Maybe all your romantic daydreams weren't so unrealistic after all. You just had to know where to look. Maybe you should be thanking Gavin. Yeah, a nice thank you with your fist would do just fine.

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A/N: oops i meant for this to be like 2500 words and it turned out to be nearly 4000- Anywayss hope y'all enjoyed!

[asimpforarmin]

Not so Safe? 💛

Content: Armin Arlert x Reader, Modern AU, two dorks being awkward

Summary: You and Armin go to the beach during quarantine as a way to get away from the stressors of life, keeping safe during it.

WC: 2,123

Genre: fluff?? maybe i guess. Wholesome stuff.

Warnings: None

A/n: This is my first fic on this account and also the first one I’ve written in a long time, so this might be bad, idk. Btw check out this playlist: https://youtu.be/1_2lm4tS9N4 It’s really nice and I listened to it while working on this. Ok bye-

You were bored, just slouching in bed late at night waiting for something to happen. Since quarantine hit, you really haven’t been able to see your friends, well not without a screen. You’ve been keeping up with your closest friends, Connie, Sasha, and Armin, and playing Minecraft with them when you don’t have (or don’t do) your schoolwork. You’ve been missing actually hanging out with them though.

So you decided to group message them about it, see if they wanted to go do something, taking safety precautions of course. Turns out Sasha’s mom wouldn’t let her go anywhere because she was worried for her, and Connie was staying with family out of state. But Armin could come.

You moved to private messages to talk to Armin about it, so you don’t spam the group chat or make Sasha and Connie jealous.

“Hey, are you free on Friday?” you asked.

You quickly saw him typing back to you, “Sorry, no, but I can do something on Wednesday or Thursday.”

You sat up a bit, “Alright, either one works for me.” You had that equivalent of awkward silence between texts where neither of you know what to say. “Which one do you prefer?”

He responds after a moment of thinking. “Wednesday’s fine. What do you wanna do?”

You thought it over for a moment, not actually expecting to get this far. “I know that ice cream shop down the road’s open. We could get some ice cream and head down to the beach for a while and just screw around if you want.”

“Sure. Which ice cream shop again?” He questioned. Armin lived not too far from you and had been over a couple times.

“That one we pass when you come over. Taking a right from my house it’s on that corner, a few shops down from the gas station.”

“Oh that one! Ok.” He responded.

“Did you get your bike fixed?” You asked. You all had bikes and would go places on them before the whole virus thing happened. Thing is, Connie crashed into Armin after hitting a pothole and totaled his front spokes.

“Yeah, it’s all ready to go. Do you have a cooler?”

“I know there’s one somewhere in the garage that I can find and clean out.”

“Alright, I’ll see you Wednesday?”

“Definitely.”

You were excited to see at least one of your close friends during the pandemic. You set your alarm for tomorrow, which was Monday. You only had to wait until Wednesday to see him.

~~~~~

Wednesday rolled around soon enough and you had just finished the last of today’s schoolwork. You packed up a backpack with some extra snacks, water, and some bandages in case either of you fall.

You texted Armin “Hey, where do you wanna meet?”

“I can just meet you at the ice cream place if you want.”

“You sure? That's kinda far from where you are.”

“I’ll be fine, it's not terribly far.”

“Alright, well I’ll see you there.”

“Cya,” he signed off.

You put your phone in your backpack, before dusting off that old cooler, filling it with ice, and putting it in your bike basket. You set out for the shop feeling good. You haven’t been outside in a while, and feeling the wind against your skin felt perfect.

You went down the road a ways, pulling up into the shop’s parking lot. You pulled your bike over and leaned it against the curb with the kickstand, and waited for Armin.

About 10 minutes later, the blond comes into view, pulling into the lot, spotting you, and heading over. You look up at him, pulling your mask up as he does the same. He wipes his brow as he’s hauling his bike over. “Hey, how are you?” he asks, looking down and putting his kickstand to the curb.

Your smile, “Good, how about you?” In all honesty you were great now that he’s here. You haven’t seen him in person for around 11 months and you’ve missed him.

He looked back up at you and you could tell he was smiling even under his mask.

“I’m fine, happy to be outside,” he sighed.

“Hey, your hair’s a little longer,” you pointed out.

He blushed a tiny bit, “I’ve only gotten it cut once during this and now since everything’s reopening, my mother’s scared to take me to get it cut again. The only reason she let me come on this trip was because it’s contactless.”

“I see, well either way it looks cute,” you reassured him.

He let out a small laugh, “Thanks.”

“Anyways,” you say, going up to the front of the building, “what flavor do you want?” You put some gloves on before reaching for your wallet.

“I’ll just have the cookie dough.” Armin pulls out his phone to pay that way.

“Hey, I can pay for both of us if you want,” you say, looking over at Armin.

“It’s fine, I have my own money,” he politely declines.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my pleasure,” you say, taking money out of your wallet, enough for the two of you. “What size do you want?”

He puts his phone back into his pocket, looking up at the size chart. “I’ll just have a medium.” You nod and go up to tell the person at the counter your orders. A few minutes later, your orders are in the window. You hand the cashier the money, then take off your gloves and grab your ice creams. You put the bowls in Tupperware and then in the cooler.

“You ready to go?” You ask Armin. He nods, clicking his helmet back into place and getting on his bike. You get back on your bike too and the both of you head out.

It’s another 10 minutes before you get to the beach. It isn’t the best weather for this kind of visit. It’s overcast and a little bit foggy, but it’s still a nice place to hang out.

The both of you lock your bikes up and take your ice cream out of the cooler. You hand Armin his dessert and open your own.

“Wish the weather was better,” you commented, looking up at the grey sky.

“Well if the sky’s not clear, that means less people will come,” Armin points out, looking over at you. You nod and look around for a spot to sit down. “We could go over there,” Armin suggests. He’s pointing at a couple boulders decently spaced apart up on the hill away form everything.

“Ok,” you say. You both start going over. There’s no one else at the beach besides a few random people chilling at the shoreline. Armin hops up on the boulder to the right and you get on the left one.

“Thanks for paying for this,” Armin sheepishly says, taking a bite.

“It’s no problem, I’m happy to,” you say. God, you wish you could hug him. Quarantine’s been horrible to your social interaction, plus you may have an inkling of attraction to him. Even to just hold his hand would be ethereal. But you can’t. You need to stay safe, and you don’t know if he feels the same about you.

“So, um, how’s your week been so far?” He inquires.

“It’s been okay. Hating school as usual, but besides that I’ve had a good time keeping up with you all,” you say.

He takes another bite before speaking, “If you want, I could help you out with your work if you’re having trouble.” This wasn’t the first time he offered, but you felt like too much for agreeing last time.

“I’ll think about it, I’m managing alright for now though. How about you? How’s quarantine been treating you?” You ask him.

“I’ve been able to keep up with things for the most part, but it does get tiring. It’s good to finally get out of the house again.” You nod and both of you just sit there for a moment, eating and looking out at the ocean. You couldn’t see that far out because of the fog, but what you could see was nice.

The waves slowly crashed against the sand and rocks while you heard gulls above you. You cherished this moment, as simple as it is. Even if your feelings were unmatched, he was still your best friend. You get butterflies whenever he’s around. He makes you happy and anxious in the best ways possible.

Armin looks up before taking out his phone. “Looks like it’s supposed to rain in a bit.”

“That’s a bummer, I wish we could stay out here longer,” you say.

“We can always come back. I’m still free tomorrow.” You perked up at his suggestion.

“Same, we can do that,” you quickly reply. He nods his head in agreement.

“Same time?”

“Sure.” You both went back to eating for a moment. “We should  do this more. This is fun.”

“I do quite like this. It’s relaxing to take a break every now and then,” he says.

The two of you keep talking, about home, friends, hobbies, school, etc, when you felt a raindrop on your cheek. You look over at Armin, who looks up at the rain.

“Guess it’s time to go,” he says, slightly frowning. You stand up, getting the trash from your ice cream and start walking over to the trash can. It’s under one of those buildings that look like metal car awnings, but with benches and the board that shows the directory and rules of the beach. Armin follows suit.

“We really should have checked the weather,” you say, disposing of your trash, “I don’t feel comfortable with either of us biking in the rain on the road like this.”

Armin throws his trash away, “We’ll be okay, it’s not a whole lot,” he says. “Besides, you can call someone if you don’t feel comfortable.”

You sit down on a bench, looking on your phone. “Looks like it’s not supposed to stay for too long. We could just stay here for a while if you’re okay with it.” He sits down next to you and nods. He looks between you two and sees the small gap.

“Sorry,” he says as he moves further away.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you say. You want to tell him how you feel, you really do, but if he doesn’t feel the same, you’re afraid things won’t go back to normal.

You start to say his name at the same time he speaks, which causes you to both chuckle. “You go first,” he says.

“Go ahead, I’ve already forgotten what I was saying.”

“That quickly?” he smiles.

“Apparently.”

“Well I- I don’t know how to put this properly, but…”

“But what?”

“I want to do this more often, and I know you already said that but I really miss hanging out with you.” He looks over at you, waiting for your reaction.

“I miss you too,” you say. You felt your cheeks darken as your face warmed up. You look over at him, he was just the same as you. That gave you the confidence you needed. “I really like you, Armin.”

He looks up at you suddenly, “You mean like, more than friends?” he asks you nervously.

“Yeah. More than friends. I have for a while but I just haven’t said anything.” You look away until he says something, not wanting to face him as he’s making up his mind, but he answers almost immediately.

“I do too! I- I mean I just didn’t say anything because I wasn’t sure if you felt the same.” You felt your breath hitch in your throat, wanting to say something, but you just didn’t have the right words.

“Well, um, we should definitely do this more often then,” you finally say, giving him a smile.

“Do you uh, want to hold hands?” he asks shyly.

“Should we?”

“It’ll be fine as long as we wash our hands when we get home.” You nodded and stuck out your hand. He took it as he moved a bit closer to you.

You two just sat there for a moment, taking everything in. The rain, each other, the sounds coming from the road. Even though it seemed so new, it felt good. It felt right. Armin started speaking again, talking about how he’s been thinking of this moment for a long time. You smiled and continued the conversation for a decent half hour, still clasping hands.

You finally heard the rain let up and the sun began to shine through the clouds.

“You want to go down to the shore for a bit now?” You asked him.

“Of course,” he said. You got up, taking him by the hand down the hill.

[royally-forked]

LAMP appreciation week day 4 Prompt: Snow Title: Snow Day Saviours TW: Homophibia, implied transphobia, swearing, Remus being Remus. 1,084 words.

Roman stared out his window at the soft, white powder sprinkling the ground. How he longed to be out there with his boyfriends. But 'playing in the snow is for little kids' was some of his parent's favourite bullshit, along with 'being gay is a sin' and 'Your brother is a disappointment'. Remus had come out as gay when he was 16. Unsurprisingly it was also the day he moved in with his boyfriend, Janus. And Roman knew if he dared say anything about him being gay, let alone polyamorous and gender fluid, he knew he'd be placed straight on the streets with nowhere to go. Roman's phone buzzed in his pocket. ❤The Boyfriends❤ Patton💙 Hey, kiddos! Who wants to come round mine and play in the snow! Virgil💜 Sure, why not Logan💙 I have no prior engagements, so I do not see why I shouldn't. Patton💙 What about you Ro? Roman already knew the answer to that question. His parents would never agree to let him see his friends - Roman was grounded for standing up for Remus. Roman❤ I am afraid, I am not feeling my princley self today. It was a blatant lie - Roman was in the peak (or beak) of health - but Roman could never let his boyfriends know about his parents' true nature. Patton💙 Aww, get well soon Ro! 💖 Roman❤ Thx Pat 😊 Virgil💜 Hey, maybe if ur feeling better tomorrow we could go in2 town together Logan💙 That's a brilliant idea Virgil. Roman❤ I'd appreciate that Virge. It broke Roman's heart that his boyfriends were doing so much for him and he was just lying to their faces. Patton💙 I know! Why don't we group call you when everyone arrives at mine? Roman❤ Okay. After all Roman still really wanted to see his boyfriends, and plus he was a good enough actor to fool them, right? Roman put on a bit of make-up in preparation for his boyfriends to call him. Patton always loved to video call. After about 20 minutes Roman's phone began to ring. Roman answered and his boyfriends were all huddled together to fit in camera and all wearing the sweaters Roman knit for them. Roman attached his headphones just to make extra sure his parents wouldn't here his boyfriends' half of the conversation. "Hey, Roman," "Salutations Roman," "Sup, Ro," "Hi guys," Roman responded, with feigning tiredness. "Are you okay? You seem pale," Patton asked, worried. The make-up worked then. "I'll be fine don't worry," Roman heard a shout from downstairs. It was a single name, "Remus!?" "Oh shit," Roman said, completely dropping the act, wiping off his make-up and running downstairs before someone died. When he got downstairs he was greeted by the sight of his mother and father screaming their heads off at Remus and his boyfriend, Janus, who for some reason wear standing in the hallway. "Hey, motherfucker!" Remus said, once he saw Roman. His parents turned to him. "Go upstairs Roman." His mother said firmly. He didn't know if it was courage or adrenalin but Roman shouted, "No! I won't let you hurt him!" Remus, put a hand to his heart in feigned offence. "Hurt me? How could you Princy? I'm the one who would hurt them!" "What are you doing here anyway?" "Roman Prince. One more word to that disappointment of a son and you are grounded for 2 months!" Remus cleared his throat, "Anyway, Mr and Mrs prick, I'm here to get my laptop nothing else," "Well, your not having it. LEAVE OUR HOUSE!" Demanded Roman's father. Remus sighed, "Alright, keep your dick on, we're leaving, we're leaving," Remus then proceeded to back out of the house with both of his middle fingers up and directed at his 'parents'. "Roman. Go. To. Your. Room." Both of his parents shouted. And Roman didn't need to be told twice. Once Roman got upstairs he sat on his bed and found his phone was still on the video call with his boyfriends. Patton was now sitting in the backseat of a car. Roman put his headphones on. "Ro? Is that you?" Patton asked. Roman adjusted the angle of his phone so Patton could see his face. "Yeah," Roman whispered, so his parents didn't hear him. "Not, sick then?"

Virgil asked from infront of Patton. "You guys heard all that, huh?" Roman whispered back, a tear rolling down his cheeck as he started to shake. "Yeah," Patton said softly, "But, we're coming to pick you up, okay? Can you pack a bag of essentials for me sweetheart?" "O-okay," breathed Roman, shakily standing up and walking over to his dresser. Roman grabbed a couple of shirts and things, his hairbrush, his secret stash of make-up, his wallet, his pronoun bracelets and some old photos of he and Remus. Roman then quietly went to the bathroom to get his toothbrush and toothpaste before seeking back into his room and shoving it into a backpack. "You done that honey?" Patton asked. Roman nodded. "Great, we're nearly there, just sit tight, Princy." Roman fiddled with the blue he/him pronoun bracelet he was wearing, (he normally covered it with his shirt sleeves when he was at home.) And then slipped it off before putting on their yellow they/them bracelet. "We're here," Patton said, a few minutes later, "Cya in a minute, love," Roman nodded and hung up. Then they heard their doorbell ring and they raced downstairs. "Hello? How can I help you boys?" Roman's mother asked, just before a teary Roman pushed right passed her and jumped straight into Patton and Virgil's arms. "Roman is moving out." Logan stated. "No he is not!" Roman's dad piped up. Logan glanced at the yellow bracelet on Roman's wrist before saying, "Why don't we let them decide that for themself?" "I'm going with my boyfriends. Bye, bye bitches!" It was a good thing Roman was buried in Patton and Virgil's arms or else their parents would have noticed the tears that escaped their eyes as they said it. "Them? Boyfriends?!" And then Logan slamed the door in their faces and walked everyone to the car. "Hey, Logan?" Roman asked once they were all in the car, "Where, exactly, am I staying?" "Well," Logan said, "I found a nice flat the four of us can rent the other day, but until we move in there, Patton says he has a spare room at his parents' house that they've agreed to let you use," "Really?" Asked Roman. "Really!" Replied Patton. Tag List @lamp-appreciation-week Feel free to ask if you want to be added :)

[zire-in-space]

Hi there hows life - a sort of feminist thing

"Hi, hows life? Are you ok? Need help with something? No? You sure? Ok, bye then."

"Heyo, whats up? You alright? Ok. That's cool. Hope your doing better!"

"Hows life? Good? Epic, wanna play Minecraft? Cool!"

"Wassup, hows it been going? That bad? Oof, I hope your doing ok, though, you really dont deserve that. Imma go now, cya later!"

All of these are what can happen in a short chat. Notice anything? They always start with "hows life".

Please, before you start blaming people for not texting you everyday, for not remembering certain things, for "ignoring" you or "pushing" you away, that its not a persons intention most of the time.

-------feminism part is past this---------

Especially all the guys. I want every guy to know that when a girl stops texting you for awhile, they probably dont have the emotional or mental capacity to text you. Please stop complaining about the friendzone for the love of your god. If a girl sees you as just a friend there is nothing wrong. Please remember that friendship is ok, and no girl is obligated to be your girlfriend just because you like them.

I recently texted a friend who broke ties with her ex guy friend. She explained that she wanted to talk to her female friends and started focusing on putting more effort into her club, which she made other male friends in. She stopped texting a couple of people including me, and I knew that wasn't a problem. She was my friend, and even though I have anxiety and depression, I knew that she had her own stuff going on so I never bothered her. As she went on to explain, her guy friend stopped texting her aswell, except, well....

He never texted her back when she texted him.

A month and a half went by and she was confused because 1) She knew the guy for a long time and 2) Her friends started finding out he was trash talking her behind her back. This, however was not the first time something like this has happened in my friend group.

Every girl went through this. At least once.

Turned out he was complaining about - can you believe it - the friendzone, and we found out his friends and plenty of other male students were telling him stuff like this text thread sent to my male friend in a group chat :

Some guy: Man, girls be like that, they get all the love from a guy and they ghost yall 😭😭

guy friend: Ikr bitch got a 200 dollar loan from me and still hasnt paid me back with shit

A white dudebro: hoes be getting money to do their nails and dont even pay you back 😧

This was just a groupchat of 20 dudes. Yeah. They all saw this. They immediantly got coverage for the rumors. And the guys around the school knew who my friend was. And again, this wasn't the first time I have seen this stuff happen.

Honestly it's pretty sad that other girls started making fun of my friend when she was just doing focusing her life on something else, and every girl that ridiculed her had liked her ex guy friend in some way. The 200 dollar loan thingy above? That wasn't loan. That was his "gift" to her at Christmas. Along with a snowman card. Her family was broke. She had a job at an In N Out.

So please remember guys that girls honestly need space. We are humans as well. We aren't a robot you can come to for all of your mental and emotional problems or even just communication because the vast majority of us want some space for us to be with ourselves or hang out with other people.

This doesn't mean your "not wanted", if that was the case then no one would speak to anyone. We are allowed to choose who we want to be with and who we don't when we want. Everyone has that right as humans. And everyone has a right to be or to not be attracted to certain people based on their preferences. And even then, they don't need to see you as sexually desirable to be romantically attracted to you or want to date you.

Stop doing that thing whenever you ask a girl if your good-looking and they say yes, you then ask her "Would you go out with me" as if a woman has to see a guy as sexually attractive to want to date them.

Stop with this culture that a girl has to pay you back in some way because your "kind heart" gave them money or something as a gift. That isn't what kindness is. You don't pay dinner and demand a girl pay the next. You don't give a girl an expensive gift only for you to get mad that she didn't do anything for you. That's pettiness and desperation, not kindness please know the difference. Kindness is like giving a homeless guy money and not caring if he doesnt do anything in return or uses it on cigars. Its doing things for people and not expecting anything in return.

So stop worrying or complaining or whining online that people are fake these days. No one, not a friend, a lover, a family member, no one is obligated to anyones time.

Except therapists. We pay for yall, pls do ur job and help us pls thank u for ur work and care but if u dont wanna be a therapist anymore das ok too no problem oki this is long shout out to all yall good certified therapists. :D

[o-pandora-o]

Cat MC

Please bear in mind some spoilers in the game and in the event (The Devil’s Riddle).

You were looking for a book Satan asked you to find inside his room and accidentally you were tripped on a big book with a cat cover and suddenly….. You turned into a cat……How would the demon boys react?

Please bear with my writing this is the first shit I’ve done I’m so sorry if it’s bad.

Lucifer:

 You were going outside Satan’s room to find help and you saw Luci roaming in the hallway. You made a small cry and he noticed you.

“Did Satan keep a cat? no worries I shall just open this matter to him” he said with a serious look on his face.

He was going to go away until you put a paw to his shoe. He made a glare and you fought his glare with a louder cry and so he replied “This cat got nerves”

“No can do, I do not own you nor I do not want any problems with any of my brothers so go back to Satan’s room now” When he left, you followed him to his room “this cat really got nerves to follow me here” he said.

Suddenly he got a call from Diavolo asking for an urgent meeting with him.

“If you really want to be with me then so be it, it seems you like me more than my brother, but I have matters to attend to.” he pats your head and you let out a small cry (saying like a goodbye or something).

 You decided to sleep on his bed while waiting for him.

 He came back when it’s already midnight.

 He saw you on his bed curled up like a ball (you were turned back to normal)

He put a blanket to cover you up and placed a small peck on your forehead.

 “Being a cat was fun” he heard a small mumble from you as you turn on the other side.

Mammon:

All right, you tumbled on this boi while he was looking for goods inside his house to sell.

You made a loud meow as you are stopping him from stealing goods

“D----AAAAAH!” Mammon screamed the top of his lungs.

“Who dare meows at THE GREAT MAMMON!” he says as you rolled your eyes at him. “Ooooh maybe I can sell this ca—OUUUCH!“ you hissed and lightly bit his hand as he picked you up “I was joking! Joking I tell you! Sheesh this cat” he put you down.

“So where is yer owner cat?” he asked, you rubbed your fur onto him and put your paw on his foot.

“That’s right! No one can stand THE GREAT MAMMON! Look you are already fascinated by my greatness” he said while you rolled you eyes.

“I have an idea!!” He took you and put you on top of his bed “Stay there till I get back!” he took a picture of you using his D.D.D.

You didn’t know he posted a picture of you while with the description “LOST CAT CONTACT MAMMON THE GREAT p.s give 10000 Grimm as reward”.

Yep, Mammon will be Mammon.

He came back late, it seems he had gone to the casino “TODAY’S MY LUCKY DAY! I WON THE JACKPOT WOHOO NOW I CAN BUY THOSE SHOES AND SUIT, it seems you are a lucky cat after all!”.

 When he was busy counting Grimms, it was already midnight. Suddenly pink smoke was covering you and he saw it “Wait what’s happening?!”he said as the smoke was cleared he saw you. 

“MC! You were the cat?!”

“Yeah it was me! Thanks for letting me stay in your room though” you said

“That’s right! Haha! The GREAT MAMMON always to the rescue haha” sweat drops

“I gtg to my room, I’m so sleepy cya Mammon thanks again!” you said as you left.

Bonus:

Early in the morning you came to Mammon’s room while you said “Mammon! Why did you post me being lost in exchange for grimm?!”

“Uh I can explain you see, I forgot to delete it and bye!” he said as he run off of bed.

Leviathan:

“Is that what I think it is?” he mumbled as he was supposed to be going out to refill his rations

Sucre Frenzy’s lead member recently had a jet black cat, which was similar to the color of your fur.

“Nah maybe it’s just lost, wandering in the house” he said while he left to buy 2 months’ worth of food.

You saw and heard what he said so you decided to go to his room and wait for him.

You were looking around the place until-

When he came back he saw you looking at Henry 2.0 and he thought you were going to eat him “NONONONO! Don’t eat my one and true friend!” whilst you gave him a quizzical cat look.

“AHHH! I got no time for this, I should open up the new Multiplayer game I bought aaaaah where is MC? Damn I need to play it now” he said while preparing his newly bought game, he messaged you in his D.D.D waiting for an answer. You went to the other controller and pressed play.

“Wait what that was for MC! I should restart this” when he was reaching for the menu button, you put your paw on his arm. ”Wait are you telling me not to restart?” you cried out a meow.

You played the new game with him and he was amazed, “Woah this cat is amazing it can play games! I’m gonna name you Henry 3.0!” and you gave him a doubtful look while you continue to play the new game he bought until midnight.

You landed the final blow to the last boss on the game and when Levi turned around pink smoke was covering you.

 You were turned back into human! “OMG MC you were a cat? lolol so cool”

“This is my magical power! Lunaria, Wisteria, Primrose, Peony! Through the power of the flower I’m pretty as can be! I’m the magical mysterious MC!” you said as you pecked his cheeks.

“Watch out! I might steal your heart!” you wink leaving him flustered.

Satan:

He was looking for you inside his room, he was going to tell you that he found the book that you were helping him find.

“MC?? Hey MC? That’s weird, I swore she said that she was inside my ro—“Satan couldn’t finish his sentence when he found a small black cat lying around with his books.

“How did you get in here. Are you hungry? Do you want some food?”

Satan was excited he looked like a smol boi waiting for his Birthday present.

After a day full of feeding you, taking care of you and even took pictures of you like a cat mom flexing he decided that it’s time to set you free.

“If you stay here for too long your owner might be missing you”

You brushed your fur against his leg and he knelt down and brushed his hand on your head.

 “Well I guess you could stay it’s pretty dark anyways”.

Satan carefully picked you up and took you to his bedroom and he put you down beside his pillow and let you fall asleep.

Not that he totally forgot about you though

When you both woke up it seems like you were back to normal and you saw Satan smirked.

“Good morning my lil kitten” definitely knows that you were the cat.

Asmodeus:

You went out of Satan’s room hoping to get help from someone and suddenly Asmodeus hurryingly going out of his room.

You followed Asmodeus while crying out a small meow. Apparently, he didn’t heard your cry for help.

He went to your room (as you followed him there) “MC! We need to go to the ma—oh she isn’t here” when he stopped you let out a loud cry and he finally noticed you.

“Awh what are you doing here? Were you lured here by my charm?” he said

“My, my, you have such a nice fur compared to other kitties seems like you also got the charm! And it doesn’t look like you don’t shed too much fur! I have a great idea! I’ll take you to the mall with me, you will be my new pet! Let’s share our charm to the entire world!” he said as he picked you up and took you outside.

After a day full of shopping, salon, taking pictures, and buying more stuff, you both went home before curfew.

He went to have some dinner while you run off to your room.

After dinner he was busy taking his stuff out of the bags you two bought

On midnight he noticed you were not in his bedroom, he went to search for you and seen you on your room “Oh little princess why are you in MC’s room? Speaking of MC I didn’t even see her during dinner and she isn’t even here.” and suddenly pink smoke was covering your body and suddenly you were turned back to normal.

“I never knew you could be a majestic cat MC,waaaah I really missed you” he said that while cuddling you.

“Now that I’m here why don’t we sleep in your bed?” you saw him smirk.

“No funny business alright? Being a cat is really tiring!” you said to him.

“Alright, alright! Just let me hug you” he said. “Fine” you replied while he pecked your lips and went to bed.

Beelzebub:

You hid from everyone until it was late night. You were hungry so you went to the kitchen hoping to find some food on the table but you were unlucky enough to find none.

You saw some unopened chips on the countertop so you jumped and grabbed it using your mouth. You tried to open the chips with your claws and your mouth but you failed.

Beel saw you in the kitchen and said “Do you want this? Hmm I don’t really know if chips are good for cats though”.

You nod and he opened the chips for you, you thanked him by crying out a meow.

When the chips was open you bite some and gave it to Beel, “Oh thanks” he replied as he pats your head.

As you two were eating, the clocked reached midnight.

A magical pink smoke appeared around you. You were turned back to normal.

“Wha- MC I didn’t know you have the power to turn into a cat!” Beel said as he kept eating chips.

“No wait I don---ah why bother btw thanks for the chips“ you pecked his cheek while you went upstairs to sleep.

Belphegor:

You were in shock of what happened and decided to ask your S/O, Belphie for help. You went to his bedroom to see himself napping as usual.

You did everything you can, meowing, hissing, carefully scratching his bedside, pouncing on him, putting your paw on his nose, and still nothing.

Nothing can wake up this boi

You gave up and tried to wait for him to wake up but you fell asleep beside him instead.

Cue Beel going to his room and found you two sleeping “Cute” he said.

After 2 hours Belphie woke up and saw a cat beside him. At first he was shocked but eventually he stroked the cat’s fur lightly not waking it up and soon began to sleep again.

You both woke up the next day with you lying down on the cold floor well at least you ain’t a cat anymore eh?

[shadedrose01]

Only Us

Ship: Parksborn (Peter Parker/Harry Osborn)

Authors Note: A fluffy drabble I wrote quickly for fun. Based off the Spider-Man 2017 cartoon, not edited. Hope you guys enjoy! ❤💞❤

Edit: I'm stupid and forgot to add a spoiler warning. Spoilers for season 1 of the cartoon!!

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It'll be us, it'll be us

And only us

And what came before, wont count anymore

Or matter. Can we try that?

"Cya!!"

"Get home safe, you two!"

"We will, bye!" Harry calls over his shoulder, to their three friends sitting on the steps Horizon High, Gwen and Anya in their fancy blue and red gowns, respectively, and Miles slicked back in his full black tux.

Peter echoes his words as he matches their steps, trying not to stumble as his attention shifts into the same thing it has been all damn night, Harry fricken Osborn himself and his goddamn suit. Because, while the rest of their friend group had dressed up nicely, him included in his burgundy hand me down vest and pants from his Uncle Ben and nice white dress shirt, Harry had outbeaten them all. To Peter, anyways.

The taller boy was wearing a dark navy blue velvet tux, with a bright white shirt tucked into his pants and a matching tie to bring it all together, and man is it doing things to Peter he'd rather not admit. It fits him in all of the right places, most likely tailored to him (unlike Peter's too big around the shoulders coat and rolled up pants), and the darker color brings out the lightness of his eyes, almost a cool gray in the light of the moon and yellow from the street lamps, while simultaneously meshing with his jet black hair, mostly slicked back except for the front, which had puffed back up in the hours of stuffy heat and the jumping that he had called dancing, combed back into a quiff only by his hands, messy and unmade but still so unbelievably perfect to Peter. It makes him forget how to breath, the ethereal beauty that is Harry Osborn, the perfection of the diamond that had escaped from the heat and pressure of Norman Osborn's clutches, and he barely notices that he's walking right towards a light post until he's right in front of it, and jerks out of the way at the last second.

Harry snorts of a laugh, and places a hand onto his arm to help steady him and help him keep up with the steady trot they've started. "You alright, Pete? You didn't sneak in some alcohol behind my back and didn't tell me, did ya?"

Peter turns to retort, to give back some snarky response as he always does, but then he's staring at harry again, into his bright, shining orbs and wide grin and raised eyebrow and his words dissolve on his tongue, his breath mysterious gone again. "Uhm, n-no?"

"You sure about that?" The taller boy starts at him quizzitively, but there's a hint of something else, of concern in his gaze. "You've been acting kinda weird tonight."

Peter feels his stomach twist with a guilt he hasn't felt around Harry in a while, since he had told Harry about Spider-Man honestly. After his biggest secret (or, what had been his biggest secret) had come to light, and the inevitable fight that came after was over, the two friends had been closer than ever, thicker than thieves, and they had promised to tell each other everything. No more secrets, no more lies. And Peter had broken that.

At least, for the past few months. He didn't mean to! Not really. He hadn't even noticed that he was gaining feelings, and feeling more for his childhood best friend until Anya and Gwen had cornered him in the lab and asked how long they'd been together, why they hadn't told them. After they talked, and he figured out he liked- no loved, its love at this point (oh god)- Harry, he didn't know what to do. How was he supposed to tell him that? When there was no sign that Harry felt the same (no matter how many times the girls, and then Miles too once he caught onto it, told him otherwise), when it could ruin everything between them. He didn't want to lose his best friend. Not again.

But that was the thing, wasn't it? The last time Peter had kept a secret this big away from Harry, it had almost ended in them severing, in the loss of their friendship, and Peter couldn't handle that. He couldn't lose him, not completely.

So, he had gathered up his courage, as much of it as he could muster being Peter Parker and not Spider-Man, and told himself and his friends that he was gonna do it tonight. He had planned to do it before the party, and then at the party, and then during the dance, and had proceeded to chicken out each and every time. But he knew he had to do it. He had to. And it had to be tonight.

"Yeah, yeah I'm sure." He breathes out, glancing anywhere but at the boy beside him, matching him step for step, inhale and exhale, heart beating at almost the same time, Peter's only slightly quicker in his nerves. "I'm okay, Harry, I promise."

"Okay, if you're sure." Harry shrugs it off, as he always does, something he truly, utterly loves about the boy. He knows when to back down, and trusts that Peter will tell him whatever he needs to know. Its the simple, whole hearted faith in him that makes Peter's heart swell, and his face warm, even in the slight chill of the early summer night. They take a few more steps, their feet crunching in the light frost coating the pavement sidewalks beneath their feet until he speaks up again, his voice light, barely a sigh, almost a whisper, a shy truth. "Today was amazing. I almost don't want it to end."

"Me neither," Peter murmurs honestly, his heart stuttering as he realizes his time for telling the truth is running out. He spots the shadow of a jungle jim in the distance, the shine of the street lights reflecting off of the metal slide, dented and scratched up with use, and stops. "Maybe it doesn’t have to, yet."

Harry stops beside him, basically as soon as he does, so in tune with Peters sudden antics that it happens almost subconsciously, leaning on his right side as his eyebrows furrow. "But we already texted Aunt May, she's probably waiting on you to come home-"

"She can wait, she'll understand." He rushes forward, then, glances quickly both ways before running across the street and towards the playground, hearing Harry bark out a laugh and a "Peter!" before his lighter footsteps trail behind him. Peter just chuckles with a grin, flipping around to stare at his best friend and ignoring the stutter in his heart. "Don't you remember this place? We used to play here all the time!"

"Oh I remember," Harry grins as he catches up to him, "You used to push me off the slide all the time."

Peter scoffs playfully, and shoves him roughly with his shoulder. "Yeah, but only because you would do it first."

"Not true!"

"Absolutely true, and you know it!" He sticks out his tongue just as the reach the swings, the bright red paint of the seats almost a pink now due to sun exposure, and peeling, the metal chains holding them up rusty and old. "And these babies!" He exclaims, practically jumping onto the seat and hearing it creek dangerously under his weight, and holding his breath, releasing it only when the swing holds. "We used to play on these all the time."

"See who could go the highest." Harry agrees, sitting on the one beside him with much more ease and caution than Peter had. "Who could go the furthest when they jumped off." There's a hint of sadness, of melancholy in his voice now that Peter hates, hates so so much that he has to turn and face him, to see what was wrong, to see if he could make it better.

But Harry wasn't looking at him. Instead, he was staring up at the sky, at the galaxies and stars barely noticeable throughout the clouds of smoke and smog of the New York City skies, with a hint of a frown tilting his lips, and the multitude of worlds shimmering in his eyes. He's still beautiful, stunning even with the etch of sorrow and nostalgia on his features, his hair swaying slightly in the faint breeze. "It was so easy, back then." His voice is soft, again, barely audible to normal ears but crystal clear to Peter's inhanced ones. He thinks he would've heard him either way, as all of his focus is now captured, captivated by the boy. "We didn't have a care in the world. No stress of saving New York, no fears of- of dying, no pressures of taking over the Osborn Mantel. Just-" He pauses, taking a shuttering breath. "Just innocence. Naivety. Just... us."

"At least that hasn't changed, hey?" Peter murmurs, trying to lighten the mood, and beams when he hears Harry laugh. A faint chuckle, but its a start either way.

"Yeah, yeah." The light smile fades just as fast as it came, the light twinkle disappearing from his eye. "I hope it never does."

"It won't." Peter states, sitting up abruptly, his heart and mind racing as Harry gaze drops from the sky and looks over to him, swirling with so much pain, grief, loss, fear that it makes Peter ache, and he knows what he has to do, knows what he can do to hopefully wipe all those fears away. He just hopes his friends are right, and that it doesn't make everything so much worse.

The smaller boy leans forward, giving plenty of time for the taller to lean back, or move away, giving him plenty of chance to escape this situation if this isn't what he truly wants. But... Harry stays. He stays put, watching intensely as Peter moves closer and closer, his pupils growing as their shaking breath starts to mix, as their noses brush and eyelashes flutter shut, as their lips gently press together with ease, fitting together perfectly almost like two pieces of the same puzzle, almost as if they were made for each other. And then, he's leaning forward too, grasping at the collar of Peter's blazer and pulling him closer, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as Peter grabs at his arms and holds him there, hoping, longing to stay here, in this moment for as long as they possibly can, all of the worries for the future and sorrows of the past disappear in the heat and warmth of the now.

But all too soon, Peter's lungs start to ache, so he eases back just as Harry does, still so in sync even at a moment like this, resting their foreheads against one another as they breathe the same air, Peter's eyes fluttering open to see Harry already staring back, the storm grays turning into bright summer skies, so full of light and warmth and excitement, so full of hope that it makes Peter's heart sing and his chest warm, making a wide smile break onto his face. "It won't." Peter reiterates now, bumping his nose with Harry's just to hear him giggle, light and breathy.

"It better not." Harry warns, his nose scrunching playfully, gaze teasing. "You better not be the type to kiss and leave, Parker."

Peter bursts out laughing, leaning back heavily and causing him to swing slightly as Harry follows suit, chuckling beside him. Once settled down a bit, he glances over with a warm, bashful look. "I wouldn't even dream of it. Not for the world." Harry's face flushes at that, and he glances away shyly, a wide smile on his face.

They don't discuss titles, or what they are, really. But they don't have to. Both of them know, now, that no matter what comes their way, no matter what life throws at them, they'll get through it, together. And thats all that matters.

The world falls away...

The world falls away...

And its only us

[onelifeonelove-moana]

My first scribbling, which turned to be my own story and years later that became a part of my life..Never believed in miracle but it happened!

JOURNEY FOR LIFE TIME

It was a rainy day, when I board my train from Chennai to my native Bangalore for a vacation after a long time. Spending time with my family is the best part of my life and being with my little sister who is so attached to me, makes me more Happy. Though she is grown up now and pursuing her 1st year of College But still she is kiddo for me. Our bond was like thick and thin. Since it was raining heavily and station seems to be messy all over. Finally I found my coach A2-42 yeah it’s an AC coach since it was a last minute booking all the tickets in second class was full and my dad booked in first class which I hate to travel. People here seem that they are wealthy than others and show up their attitude problem and more over this coach will be in pin drop silent. Always I would prefer the non ac with breeze atmosphere. Keeping these thoughts in    mind ,finally arranged my luggage as they were too heavy to be placed thou the things in my bag is not mine and those were for my sister who sent me a big list to be bought for her. The train started, I pushed away the curtains aside and sat near the window to enjoy the rain that showers on the glass slowly like a dew drop on a flower. As it goes by, I started reading the magazine which I bought in the station, to make myself not to be bored. Suddenly my phone beeps “new message from adithi “. Every time I see my sister name in text I start smiling because she sends me the funniest text that will burst me into laugh. So with the same expectation I opened the text but this time it was a different and shocking thou."Adithi: guess you’re in train. Just listen and don’t react too much to what I say now. Dad and Mom have seen a girl for you and they wanted you to meet their family in this visit. So be prepared for the surprise. And don’t dream too much. happy journey. See you tomorrow. Cya” As train started moving I lost my network signal and was not able to reply her back. But I was still in shock moreover a mixed emotion surprised, imagining, happy that I'm going to meet someone new, expecting how she will be. Running these things in mind I started smiling. And the train stopped in next station with a jerk. With the same smiling face I lifted up and saw the window “a spark” a girl crossed me in blue attire and I went nearby to the glass window to check whether whom she was. But I missed to see her as the train started off. From my College days I use to admire pretty girls and it became a habit. And most of my friends were into love so they will be asking me to fall for one so that I can enjoy my love life as well. I'm not a person who is against love; I admire relationship as I use to love my parents bond a lot. They are the best couple I have ever seen they fight, they tease they do all the things together But their unconditional love is still lasting forever. I was waiting for a girl who will be just like them. Sudden thought struck my mind “will the girl whom my parents saw will be like this or totally opposite? “ I just nodded my head to myself in confusion. A sound from behind, a girls voice on phone “yeah mom I'm in train yeah had my dinner.  Hope you and dad had. Going to be seated (she sat and gave me smile of hi). Don't worry about me mom tomorrow I will be there before you to trouble you again. (She giggled). Love you too mom... Bubye” She didn't notice me as I was watching her for a long time as she was busy keeping her things in perfect manner. Yeah it’s the same spark that came again; the same girl whom I missed to see a few minutes back is just opposite to me. “God is really great u know “my mind speaks. To no doubt she is the prettiest girl I have ever seen. She was looking beautiful in her blue tees with denim jean, with long wet hair that was dancing here and there, and was about to kiss her cheeks. She was not fair but her honey brown complexion made me stare at her beauty. What a girl she is? I was kept on admiring her and went off to dreams. Sudden voice “hi adithiya”. To pleasant surprise it was her voice But How come she knows my name. With a shocking expression I greeted her back. She saw my confused face and started smiling. “Hey adi chill don’t confuse too much. I just saw your name next to mine while checking in the list. And that's how I came to know”. Oh finally I was relaxed from the confusion state and loved the way she called me “adi”. I got over excited and gave my hand forward to introduce myself formally this is Adithiya Ravi and you? In return she shook back with a smile and said “Amrita”. So our conversation started off by then!

Am: so going to Bangalore or?

Ad: yeah to Bangalore my family stays there and I work here, as a developer in oracle. (adithiya don’t give too much information first make her comfortable then you can say your stories so I just finished off with a smile ).

Am: hey that's cool so you’re into software field quite opposite to mine. I'm heading to Bangalore as well. My native place with a huge family who stays there (she smiles). I'm working in a private concern as an asset creative head for daily news paper. You know what the best part in my life is my job. I just enjoy each and every day (ad: omg she talks more than me a chatterbox? Na na a cute little girl " she was keep on describing about her work thou I was not listening I was just admiring her reactions). Oops am I boring you sorry I'm like this it’s very difficult to close my mouth once it’s opened. So tell me going for vacation adi?

Ad: (Uffff again she calls me adi, girl don’t make me fall for you)

Am: helloooo dreamer?

Ad: sorry what did u ask?

Am: are you going for vacation?

Ad: (should I need to say about my girl whom my parents saw? No no no ways I don’t want to say this is at first) Ohhh yea!!

Am: great!! It's fun na meeting our family members after a long time.

Ad: you’re true it’s adorable.

Am: alright adi it’s getting late I will catch up with some sleep. Have to get up early na. Cya morning! Happy night dreamer (she smiles).

Ad: (What??? so soon we end up our conversation? God this is not fair) alright amrita sleep well. Good night.

 “She slept off in another half an hour. I was still awake thinking about her and admiring. It was a small conversation but the most memorable one. (Wish she should be the girl whom my parents saw) a thought in my mind and I slept with a smile. Next day we got up with a morning wish and got from train. She said it was nice talking to you adi and bid bye. It was the last time I saw that smiling face. I moved from the station and came out where my dad was waiting.

Dad: hi adithiya how was your journey?

Ad: (journey for life time dad I met my dream girl and missed her in the same journey). Yea dad it was good.

Dad: get in adithiya. We have to reach home early. Noon we are going to a restaurant to meet my friends family.

Ad: (me and dad are moreover like Good friends) what for dad? I asked as if I don’t know.

Dad: adithi didn't tell you about this? We saw a girl for you.

Ad: (thought I would try to find amrita somehow because her thoughts were still disturbing me) yea she said But not today.

Dad: sorry son it’s all prepared and we are going.

We reached home had chit chat with all and her thought in mind. My sister was busy seeing her gifts I bought her and mom in getting ready for restaurant. None was there to share and I felt disturbed. So I slept for some time.

Mom: get ready adithiya it’s getting late.

Finally we all were ready to go and we reached the place. Best restaurant in Bangalore. We booked one private small open space for both the families. As I entered, I heard a loud girls voice she was narrating some story but quite familiar voice. I was thinking about that and sat in one corner. Both the families greeted and sat down by then. All of sudden a girl came in with pink Saree. She was stunning in Saree than I saw her the previous night. Yea it was amrita whom I met on the train. I busted in happiness and tears were like moist in my eyes. I couldn't believe it myself. She gave me the same cute smile and came closer to me. As others were in silents. She stood before me and to my surprise she bend down on her knees with a ring popping out of her fingers.

 “Adiii

Let Rain being the witness

As it pours down upon us,

I confess my love to thee,

Will you accept my love?

And Me?”

I couldn't control my tears and it started rolling down.

Am: adii accept me soon na my knees are paining, later you have carry me wherever I go (she giggles).

I lifted her up an accepted her and our love. Gave a kiss on her forehead. All started laughing and smiles all over. They left us alone after d event. She sat next to me holding my hand and said adi "our journey became a lifetime ".

And the Miracle that happened in my life...

I met my husband through matrimonial site and it just happened. We started liking each other even before seeing nor our families know about this. We never know when we even formally proposed nor said I LOVE YOU until we started talking 24/7. We were in  distance relationship. After a month of knowing each other, he just flew to my place to hold my hands and say to the world that she is my girl. I never knew the my husband and my dream guy in the story are working in oracle domain. And the girl I portrait-ed in the story is all about ME. This is how I wanted to fall for someone and show them my extreme love and I wanted to go down on Knee and propose my guy. But I still didn't find the right moment to do for my husband till date, this is my biggest wish in my life. 

PS: Do read my second half of the story(A Dreamy Journey That Became A Life Forever) to know the girl’s true love for him!!

[livelovelaug-h]

Coma days

Day 7 & 8

Dean x reader

Characters: Donna , Dean, Sam, doctor. Mary

Btw y/h/c is your hair color.

@marvelouslysherlockedhunter forgot to tag you sorry !

The doctor came over, Dean took him aside.

"what can I do for you Dean?"

"You can tell me that she has brain activity because she twitched in mine and Jody's hands. Thats an activity."

"we didn't see any of that so it could have been a muscle spasm from not using her hands and arms."

"no it's not!" He says and slams his fist into the wall next to the doctors shoulder. "And we aren't giving up." Dean walks away leaving the doctor speechless. The doctors used to that kind of behavior. It's grief and a way to get out some anger, he didn't take it personally.

"Dean.." Mary calls after him but he's already out of the door. He drives away from the hospital, he didn't wanna leave you but he couldn't be there with that negativity. He drove around for awhile again, stopped when he seen a tiny cafe. He walked in and got a coffee and two slices of pie, one to go.

Siting down to eat his pie, he remembered when he took you on your first date. It didn't go as planned. He remembered when the British men of letters tried to kill you, Crowley, and Lucifer. The more & more he thought about it, the more it got him mad, that you got hurt so much and didn't care. Right now you probably had no idea that you've been gone for so long.

-Flashbacks-

"hey dean, wheres my last piece of pie?"

"pie? I didn't Know we uh - we had pie."

"lies you ate it didn't you."

"you know actually I think Sam threw it away he said it was too old." Dean says as he shruggs. "That's a terrible lie." You say lightly hitting his chest. "Yeah but you still love me."

"barely." You say and sit on his lap kissing his lips, It was as good as new puppy love could be, even eight months in.

Two years later

You and Dean were laying in bed watching a movie, it just finished playing as Dean finished eating a piece of pie.

"if I ever die.., every piece of pie you want will be me telling you to take a break and eat." He was a little shook at that random thought.

"well your not dying anytime soon so."

"yeah but if I do."

"no, no don't go there."

"you have to think about it."

"I don't, you know why?"

"why?"

"because what if I go first?"

"what if we both go at the same time."

"look, I'm just enjoying the time I have with you okay? No sad thoughts or I'll have to kick you off the bed." He says about to push you off.

"okay okay fine." Hahah. "I love you."

"I love you too."

End of flashbacks

Dean's flashbacks ended when his phone rang. "Hello?"

"heya Dean. I'm on my way to the hospital now, I'm so sorry I couldn't get there faster."

"it's okay Donna I know it's hard with the job and all"

"... Dean when's the last time you slept?"

"I don't know a day."

"where are you I'm almost at the hospital."

"I um went to get some pie at a café . I'll send you the address."

"okie dokie hang in there sweety. Cya later"

"cya bye."

After 10 mins Donna came through the door.

"hiya Dean."

"hey Donna." She hugged him, really hugged him.

"want something to eat?" Dean asked her.

"I'll just take a coffee." They talked while she got her coffee.

"alright I'm going to the hospital, are you coming?"

"Nah, I'ma head to the hotel and get some sleep."

"good. Sleep well see you soon."

~~

What Dean really did though was check for any possible cases. He seen about 3 that he missed already while being at the hospital. The Impala roared down the road as Dean drove to Oklahoma.

End of day 7

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Donna enter the hospital getting chills instantly. She walked over to the elevators and mentally prepared for seeing you and Sam etc.

"Hey Donna."

"Hey Sam." She hugged him and then Mary. " you guys are doing better than Dean."

"Yeah he's not taking it lightly."

"He seemed a little better at the cafe."

"Café?"

"Yeah he ate and said he was going to go sleep."

"that's Surprising." Donna finally looked over to you, y/n.

"ohh my poor baby girl." Just limply laying there.

"Is she getting any better?"

"They say no, there's no brain activity."

"oh wow. Not good. I'm so sorry" no one said anything for awhile.

"Remember when she and Dean had a fight and then we all had a snowball fight and they instantly made up." Everyone lightly laughs.

"She was a stubborn one just like you guys."

Flashback -

You weren't having a good day but at least the hunt was over and successful. You and Donna had a great relationship, you loved her and looked up to her, she was fearless and strong.

She started hugging everyone, everyone except you and Dean. She shouted to you two: "okay you two, rainbow Brite. Come on. Bring it in."

You and Dean looked at each other and smiled, walking over to her. It was the best group hug ever, you guys werere just enjoying the now, not the later.

end of flashback

"they said we should prepare to say goodbye. "

"oh, noo."

"we're not going to give up, but we'll give you two some time." Mary spoke up.

"alright thank you." Donna said eyes dripping with tears. She closed her eyes and just cried, No one has ever seen Donna cry. After 5 minutes she stopped and took a deep breath. "Your a lucky girl I never cry for anyone." She huffs a laugh.

"now you come back for us or else I'll have to kill ya... Who am I supposed to get gossip from if your gone? Your one of my only friends, you helped me get away from Doug. You are the sweetest girl and I looked up to you... I need my sunshine back. We all do. I can't be the only bright one here... Plus I need more sleepover buddies."

After 20 long mins Sam and Mary came back. They told Donna she should go and get some rest from the long drive, that she could come back again tomorrow.

"yeah I'll do that g'night cya."

"good night."

Sam spoke up to his mom "you can go Dean needs you, I'll stay here tonight."

"are you sure?" He nods.

"alright thanks good night Sam." She kissed her boy good night.

When she got to the hotel she didn't see Dean. There were no indications that he was even there before. She figured she'll deal with it in the morning, give him his space for now.

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In The morning around 7 a.m. Dean finally reached Oklahoma. Ready to start this hunt and forget about things for awhile he turned his phone off and walked into the sheriff's office.

"here we go."

.....

"hello I'm special agent Krisp I'm here about the girl who uh died by an animal bite."

"uh sure. Why does the FBI care about this?"

"they think maybe someone made her get attacked."

"interesting..."

Walking out to the impala since he got the info he needed and knew Where to go next, from far away he thought he seen someone inside the car. Like a girl. With y/h/c.

"excuse me? What are you doing in my car???" He started jogging over and when he looked in ---

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And that was the beginning of day 8.

[thebluestmage]

ive seen way too many ppl say theyre not gonna play sanans route because hes awful and im just 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i know that Villain Sanan is the most memorable but hes seriously been trying his best to remain himself while getting almost no support from people around him (because all the captains are bricks when it comes to emotional support; seriously, without chizuru, nobody would have their problems fixed because they dont know how to either share their problems or openly show support to other guys)

and when ochimizu drives him mad its long months after he took it (at least a year without any crazy moments, at least openly) which is REALLY admirable; even heisuke slips after a couple weeks and is suffering A Lot. but heisuke has nagakur anad harada and chizuru to support him when he needs it, while with sanan its more like "so... how are ya" "bad" "oh sorry to hear that! hang in there sanan san cya bye". of course other captains care about him and try but like... its sanan, everyone is a little bit intimidated by him, and then he - by his own choice - becomes "a monster"... i am sure they werent very keen to keep him company and make sure hes feeling alright.

AND YET hes still struggling!! for so long!! he cant leave the house and his only company most of time are other furies who, i dare say, arent the kind of crowd that helps one feel better

and hes still trying to help shinsengumi he loves so much!! because yes, almost everything sanan does is for shinsengumi, even when hes slowly losing his sanity.

he tries to improve and organize fury corps; and he actually manages to make a small army out of them.  and then - like in hijikatas route - again he takes one for the team, fooling both his allies and enemies to help shinsengumi (and the whole country, probably, since furies WOULD be a bigger issue had they spread).

instead of hating him its better to pity him for what disability (his injury, his inability to fight, and the following mental issues: self hate, feeling replaced, and mocked; all while having to swallow itous remarks and whispers behind his back) and then ochimizu (physical suffering, taking control over him, bloodlust, change of his day-night cycle and other things) did to this admirable, skilled, intelligent man who cared for shinsengumi so much. in way too many routes he tried to fight and lost, and its simply tragic. and im so glad kyoto winds&edo blossoms allow chizuru to finally stand next to him and lend him the strength he desperately needs to move forward and have faith in future. 

and of course youre free to dislike and hate him, because hes just a fictional character and there definitely are reasons for that, but lets not forget he originally was a kind, intelligent man, who always wanted best for shinsengumi.

[i-love-pomegranates]

England masterpost 

- it’s not always raining, but it rains often. clouds are REALLY fast. in half an hour you get shower, 5 minutes of clear sky, another shower, clear sky, shower again, maybe some thunder and then clear skies. it makes no sense. 3 weeks ago it was snowstorm for 5 min -> absolutely clear sky for 5 -> snowstorm for 10 -> clear sky you get the idea

- british people have different skin. you can tell them apart quite easily in cold weather actually. it’s always the weirdos who’re in T shirts at 5 degrees, or the girls wearing shorts to class at 9AM in -2. cyclists and joggers? tank tops and shorts. it literally doesn’t matter. 

- there’s hardly any zebra crossing. wanna cross the street? go crazy. seriously. just cross wherever. also, traffic lights don’t make any sense. honestly, they don’t. probably that’s why everyone ignores them tbh. also roads are full of holes. not too deep, not a problem for cars, but annoying af on a bicycle. some roads are very, very bad.

- Birmingham. second biggest city in England. not even half the size of Bucharest. really tiny. really ugly. probably more than 40% of the population is not British.

- it’s cheaper to get to London by bus (126 miles) than it is to get to uni (1.5 miles) from my place. it’s also way cheaper to go Burm - Lon - Stansted than Burm - Stansted, even though Stansted is quite in the middle. all buses are National Express.

- fags are cigarettes 

- spotted dick is a dessert

- “you alright?” is hello. no one says hello. it’s literally “you alright?” took me a while to stop saying “yea why”.

- “cheers” is thank you.

- “cya” is bye. i don’t get this one. you’ll prolly never see me again. anyway.

- toast sandwich is a thing. a piece of toast between to pieces of bread. miss me with that shit.

- the internet speed is... nostalgic.

- drunk white ladies over 35 are sooooooooo obnoxious damn.

- everybody does cocaine. 

- everybody is “mate”, including teachers.

- pudding is literally any dessert and jams are “conserves”

- there’s a shitload of types of beer. they all suck. horrible and expensive.

- everything is so easy. you can literally do everything on your phone/ pc. bureaucracy is quite non-existent. tbh my bank doesn’t even have premises. it’s just online. it doesn’t exist.

- amazon prime is my life. 

- so is bubble tea.

- rich chinese friends are nice to have. 

- window decorations for college dorms: empty bottles. it’s like a show-off thing. wherever you look, hundreds of empty bottles. 

- Birmingham. so dirty. litter everywhere. 

- also money. money on the streets. i think i found fivers and tenners more than 20 times in a few months. feels like people are literally throwing money away. 

- CHEESECAKES. and desserts in general. so GOOD so BIG and less than a pound. less. than. a. pound. food is cheap in general actually. except if you go out. i think it’s quite profitable to own a restaurant, you sell a dish for 10 times the price you pay on ingredients.

- land of convenience.

- university. amazing. don’t even get me started. 24/7 library, 248t3243628 study spaces on campus, and everybody is there to help you. there’s a department for everything. financial problems, medical, whatever. career network. career advice. personal tutors. welfare center. therapists. you name it. whatever you need is there for you. societies. anything. and resources. 

- murders on a daily basis smh. safe to assume it’s better to not be out alone at night. 

- if you go clubbing you go naked of overdressed. there’s no casual clubbing. you either wear a bra and panties or you look like you’re going to your quinceanera.

- so many preachers on the main street sometimes i start feeling like in 20AD Jerusalem. one time one of them screamed at me something along the lines of “what’s wrong with you, why wouldn’t you want to be a mouse”. it really got me wondering.

- NHS. God bless NHS. except for prescriptions. all prescriptions are 8.60. it doesn’t matter if you get 3 pills or 12 boxes. which is shitty when you find yourself in need of medicine on Good Friday so you have to call 111 (which is the not so emergency emergencies phone number) and then they have to send you to some GP fuck knows where but he’s not your real GP so he can only give you a prescription for the days left till your GP is back.

- white people food. no really trust me on this one. i love spicy food, like the sort of Asian spicy food that comes in “very spicy, medium spicy and normal spicy” varieties. the sort of food on which if it says spicy you know you’re going to cry. i’m all for that shit. but oriental supermarkets are far and if you go to Aldi or Lidl or whatever and you look for “spicy” food, you won’t find any. i bought some tortilla dip and some curries. in RED packages. with 3 chillies drawn on them. they didn’t have the slightest touch of spicy. literally nothing. not even a little bit. not the tiniest. 

- idk i’ll update this when i think of something else cya