#BUT the way she said please don't look so sad was actually like sadly cute idk how to describe

[claudia-kishi]

I'm the gambler. I believe in giving this a chance.

[chaosgremlinmunson]

STWG 02-11-2024

Prompt: date night

Pairing: platonic Stobin, pre-Steddie

“Steve! I need your help!” Robin came rushing into the kitchen like a whirlwind, “Vanessa said yes to a date this weekend after our midterms are over. I don't know what to do, it's date night. I never thought she'd say yes. What if I spill something on myself, or trip over my feet, or like ramble for way too long. What if she thinks I'm weird, or she's just humoring me, what if-”

Steve came up to her placing his hands on her shoulder and took a deep breath in, she followed without a second thought.

“You got this birdie, she has been making heart eyes at you for ages. She asked me and Eddie both of you were single. She's into you.” Steve said softly, Eddie nodded standing near the fridge.

“She did, and she is. She even asked what to get you for the date. Something about flowers?” Eddie said, glancing back in the fridge and grabbing out a couple of cans of beer before leaning against the counter.

“Well, now you ruined her surprise, Eds!!” Steve scolded, hands on his hips. 

“Not if I wasn't actually paying attention to her, she was going on about Robin for forty-five minutes dude!” Eddie handed Steve the can he'd opened before opening his own.

“Oh please, you love gossip.” Eddie squawked at Steve throwing a hand over his heart in mock offense.

“You wound me, Steven. I would never use my knowledge for nefarious purposes.” Steve bumped his shoulder against Eddie trying to hide his smile.

“As cute as this is, can we focus back on me and my dilemma? What do I get her?! Like, does she like flowers? Should I get her candy? Should I dress up? Does she expect me to make the first move tonight??” Robin was pacing and biting her nails.

“Calm down Bobbin, just bring her the mixtape you made her and some candy. Hold the door for her and tell her how nice she looks. She already likes you.” Steve was leaning into Eddie whose face was flaming, he leaned his head onto his shoulder and sighed, “honestly, i wish I was having a date night, but you know Kevin and I just broke up last month, so sadly you're the only one going out.” 

“You should ask your crush then.” Robin said before walking off to her room to get ready, Steve felt Eddie go stock still next to him.

“You have a crush?” Eddie said softly, sounding sad.

“Yeah, that's why Kevin dumped me. He said he could see my heart was occupied by someone else already. Too bad the guy I like doesn't feel the same.” Steve took a sip of his beer.

“Whoever he is then is a moron, you're amazing Stevie. Anyone would be lucky to have you.” Eddie placed a kiss on top of Steve's head.

“Yeah?” Steve whispered, “even you?”

Eddie stood pulling Steve back from him, “Stevie, I would be the luckiest boy alive if you even considered me. We're friends though, I'd never try anything to lose you.”

“Eddie.” Steve said, smiling softly, “you are the crush.”

“Oh.” Eddie said, mouth open.

Steve leaned up and kissed Eddie on the nose and took off to Robin's room to help her. Eddie stood in his spot still a hand up to his nose, face bright red and a silly lovesick smile on his face.

[ironladders]

of every ashrah outfit in all timelines, canon or even unused concept arts if they exist, which is your favorite? im very curious 👀

this got kind of long & out of hand im sorry i just like gushing about this girl (+ i have to air out my thoughts on her skins. i have opinions on literally everyone's outfits)

sadly ashrah doesn't have many costumes to choose from because she's only been in 3 games 💔 oh well though

i think my #1 look for her has to be her mk1 union of light skin:

like it's probably one of the prettiest skins in the entire game. insanity. it's so elegant/beautiful and her hairstyle is really cute, i like how it frames her face. in a way it kinda reminds me of her original design but updated to have more detail. the flowers are so pretty and ugjhghgljgkljg idk what else to say i just love this skin so much

that said i don't dislike any of her outfits, they're all great!

the only one that i actually think needs some help is her ood skin; it looks fine at first glance but the more you stare at it's just. hmmm. this could've marinated a bit longer

there's also the issue that this doesn't feel like an Evil Version of ashrah, which i think is a problem when the whole point of the ood skins is that they're supposed to be darker versions of the mk1 cast. but i digress

also if i may say something controversial..... i don't dislike ashrah's classic mkd/mka looks, i love them! BUT:

now that we've got a game where ashrah has distinct demonic features, i wish they did that for her older appearances. because as much as i love her deception skin and want them to remake it in mk1 (please @ nrs we need another skin for ashrah), she just looks like some lady? if that makes sense? like,,,, i would see deception ashrah in the grocery store and pay her zero mind:

i guess before mk1 the other demons also just looked like regular humans but idk... some facial markings similar to the ones sareena had would've at least been nice. they've got the kanji on her hat translating to "demon/ghost" and that's it.

and i know that's sort of the point, that she's supposed to look like a normal human upon first glance, but idk man! she wasn't done with her absolution yet, midway should've let her look a little strange 😭😭 there's some people who want her to have a normal human face if/when nrs gives us deception ashrah as a skin, but i'd rather they keep her demonic features

on the topic of mk1: i love the contrast here on her mk1 default between ashrah's clothing — clearly inspired by angels — versus her actual appearance. it's really smart and imo reflects how much she tries to distance from her origins as a demon. it really sells the idea of her being an ascending demon & i hope everyone that makes fun of her hairline + face steps on a lego

when the banished trailer first revealed ashrah some people were sad she didn't have her hat, but tbh???? i feel like her mk1 default is fine without one. it would've been nice and probably helped older fans recognize her but i'm not sure if this outfit needs a hat. yknow.

the only other ashrah outfits to talk about (because again she has SO little it's criminal) is the ones from mkd concept art that didn't make the cut:

i have no strong opinions about either of these, they're here i guess. the first one is cool, i like the idea of ashrah with super long hair and she reminds me of a jedi there lmao. the second one is also okay but something about ashrah with a mask feels weird so i'm glad they didn't go with it

speaking of concept art CAN NRS SHOW US THE CONCEPT ART FOR THE MK1 DEFAULTS because i really want to know the early ideas they had for ashrah. we get the final character concepts for everyone which is fine but i desperately want to see the initial ideas they had. i hope they get added to the shrine in the future 🥲

idk how to end this so boom. ashrah face

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

🥺 i know you said the traveler would give death reader a birthday in her story quest but what if childe and his family gave her a birthday instead? like he manages to convince her to come with him to snezhnaya and meet his family and teucer asks when's her birthday and she says she doesn't know so childe suggests they come up with a birthday for her then

that's actually so cute???

it's with a lot of reluctance on your part since you ultimately hope ajax will let go of his fascination with you, but you cede and agree to return with him to snezhnaya to meet his family who has undoubtedly been told that you're his lover in his letters. he probably even introduced you to his underlings as his lover when they inquired as to who you were and why you were returning to the motherland with them

and his family is quite kind, very kind souls that you think are extremely warm in contrast to their cold homeland. you wounder if those smiles would still remain on their faces if they knew your true identity, not simply an ordinary woman who has enraptured their son

ajax's father has a booming hardy laugh, regaling tale after tale about his troublesome third son whom he asks you to care for. someone has to look after him and he is pleased to hear that even if ajax has his fair share of battle scars, you are always there to tend to them

his mother dotes on you frequently, fretting about the bags under your eyes and how you're cold to the touch despite how many layers she has dressed you in. she complains to her son as much, stating that he should look after you better. "don't be shy, dear, here take this coat as well. we have to warm you up. what was my son thinking not noticing your state?"

all the while, you sit by the fire with anthon, tonia and teucer who ask you plenty of questions between the many games they drag you into. where are you from? ("i'm simply a wanderer in my own right") where are you going next? ("wherever the currents take me") when are you going to marry their big brother? ("hopefully soon," ajax cheerfully interjects) when finally they ask the question of the hour, "when's your birthday?"

truthfully, you have no idea. you don't even know how old you are, you never really kept track of the years as they all bled together day after day, year after year, death after death. as death incarnate, you've existed since the very beginning of teyvat and a birthday isn't necessary for your role in nature

of course, to the family hosting you while their son is visiting home for a few weeks, you simply smile sadly and say "i don't know myself" which only brings more questionsー didn't your family tell you? ("i have no family, so ") how do you know how old you turn each year? ("i suppose i've never really counted")

the mood of the household shifts into one of puzzled sadness and before you can attempt to smooth things over, ajax throws an arm over your shoulders. "we'll just have to give her a birthday then, won't we?" and the atmosphere changes into one buzzing with excitement as suggestions fly throughout the room ranging from dates coinciding with holidays, a generous offer from anthon to share his birthday with you to ultimately choosing a day that falls within the timeline of your visit that way they can celebrate your first birthday with you and and by all meaning of the word, your celebration is a feast full of traditional snezhnayan foods

there's borsch, pelmeni, pirozhki, shashlik among many other things his family went all out on making. and your birthday cake? the largest sharlotka ajax's mother has ever baked. all complete with some last minute birthday gift purchases, all with a heartfelt note that reads that you now have a family to claim as your own

to say you're moved is quite an understatement. your tears can range from misty eyes to a few drops to buckets but in either scenario, you accept a hug from his equally teary-eyed mother and the rest of his extremely warm family

when ajax moves to kiss you when you have a private moment to yourselves later in the evening, it's the first time you don't stop him. perhaps that kiss was a mistake, ajax certainly won't stop chasing after you now. you can tell in the way he kisses you again and again like a man starved, unsure as to when a moment like this will drop at his feet. if anything, all you have done is cement your relationship in his eyes. a bond transcendent to the laws of this world and one that will continue after death comes for him once and for all

but at the very least, you can say it was nice playing human for a few weeks (even if behind the scenes, you performed your never ending duties. death never sleeps after all)

[marilynthornhilllover]

Don't be shy little one pt 4 : final

Gwendoline christie x fem! Fan reader

Warning: fluff, angst, comfort, hurting, pillow fight,crying, indecent language, heart break, sad ending, divorce, flashbacks, memories.

A/n: Don't cry just enjoy :) :(

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You remember it all. The way your heart ached, the way your life changed in a heartbeat.

You remember the love she gaved you:

You and gwen laid in bed naked. You were already falling asleep. Her hand rubbed small circles on your back as she kissed your forehead.

" I love you y/n " she whispered pulling your sleeping body closer to her.

" beyond stars" were the last words you were able to catch as sleep killed you.

The way she always protected you:

A paparazzi grabbed your hand and tossed you around to face him. You whinced in pain.

" just one picture mrs.christie please" he shouted grabbing your arm again.

" let go of me" you shouted, you voice broke, showing that you were scared and hurt. Something that made Gwen's heart ache.

" she said let go you idiot" gwen said as she punched the guy in the face.

There was so much white noise going on. You covered your ears like a kid as you watched gwen beat up the guy brutally making, his colleagues run away.

Gwen held you firmly and walk you out of the airport. After you were out safe she lectured her bodyguards for not paying better attention to you.

" thank you" you said hugging her tightly.

" of course my little angel, I'll do anything to protect you. I wasn't gonna let that asshole touch you like that, never in a million years will I let someone abuse you like that baby" she whispered as she coverd your face in kisses.

The way she was never had a problem with spending money on you:

" hey gwen" you called out, from the shoe isle.

" yeah?" You heard her faintly respond.

" can you come here please" you replied softly, gwen almost melted at your baby voice. She came into the isle and slowly approached you.

" I wanted theses moon boots but look at the price" you said sadly, gwen bent down a little and took a look at the white paper that had the price of the shoes written on it.

Price: 3,000

" what color do you want baby?" She asked standing back up straight.

You looked at her with confusion.

" I wanted 2 actually a white and maybe red" you said, but the price, the damn price.

" put them in the cart" she said looking at some leather jackets.

" you'd actually buy then for me?" You asked slightly shocked.

She turned to face you again. She placed a soft kiss on your lip.

" I'd buy you then world if it was possible, my princess" she said nodding at you, you quickly remembered that shoes and picked them up.

On the drive home you couldn't stop looking at her and smiling.

" you know i can feel you staring at me right?" She asked slightly chuckling.

You smiled softly at her.

" who did I get so lucky?" She smiled and took her eyes off the road for a second to look at you. You had heart shaped eyes.

" I should be the one asking that question y/n" she said kissing your cheek.

The way she was always worried about you:

All you heard was this massive explosion. You spring awoke and rubbed your eyes.

You looked at the sight before you.

Gwen had broke down the bedroom door.

You looked at the clock on the wall.

2am.

She had just came off set from acting.

" what the actual fuck gwen we just got this house" you shouted, your voice all raspy and cute from sleep.

" I'm so sorry babe, it's just that I've been calling you and you didn't pick up, I thought something bad had happened" she spoke softly, clearly scared.

You picked up your phone from the dresser and checked your call logs.

67 missed calls

17 voice mails

2 missed FaceTime calls

10 unread messages

You smiled softly and placed your phone back down on to charge.

" I'm fine, didn't know my wife worked for the FBI, how many kicks did it take?" You asked as she crawled onto the bed to hug you.

" 1" she said, you giggled. She pulled you closer to her chest and kissed your forehead.

" and i'd do it again" she whispered.

" yeah I don't think so ms. hulk, do you know how much it will take to fix back that door" you said, snuggling closer to her.

Soon you fell asleep again. And you felt safe.

Gwen was your everything, your safe place, your home, your companion, your comfort, your sunshine, your success, your friend, your wife she meant the world to you.

You remembered when you first met her. You were just a young fan at one of her red carpet events who just wanted their favorite celebrity to sign their autograph.

But she saw something special in you. You were the first person in 24 years to actually understand her.

You still remember the day gwen asked you to be her girlfriend. In Paris at a very fancy restaurant called " la Gabriel"

And then day she asked to be her wife at the Maldives.

She always made you feel special and loved something you never felt.

Gwen and you had an unbreakable bond.

That was until you both announced your relationship on social media, things went downhill.

Your marriage went south and no matter how many times you both tried to save it. Nothing seemed to work.

Gwen was always at work, busy with work. You didn't slaughter her for that because so were you.

You both always argued over stupid stuff.

She truly loved you and so did you.

You both were planning to have a family together but life had other plans.

The day that broke you the most was the day you and gwen got divorced, well sign your divorce papers.

You couldn't look at her. You felt guilty.

You've been crying for days. Your eyes were puffy, you were always sniffing.

You were a sun glasses to hide your tears but gwen saw right through your fake barrier.

" y/l/n it's time to sign the papers then gwen" the lawyer said. You took off the glasses and took in a deep breath and let out a shaky one.

Your eyes met her gaze.

Right then and there every good moment you both had with each other came flooding back.

You fell to the floor and broke down.

" I- I can't I'm sorry" you mumbled, as you sniffed. You sobbed and sobbed.

How could you divorce the only person that loved you. Truly loved you...

" I- I withdraw" you whimpered, as you dry your tears.

" Well gwendoline what's your response?" The lawyer asked. Gwendoline couldn't take her eyes off you.

She stayed silent. Her heart broke into a million pieces.

She wanted to hug you so bad. She hated seeing you sad. It made her heart break.

You both were given a month to figure things out then come back in and sign the papers. That's if gwen also withdraws.

What ever both your fates may be. Your heart will go on.......

[wapdyn]

I think this was Latil and Guesta’s biggest fight? Today’s chapter was kind of sad 🥲

“You don't trust me at all, Your Majesty, and I can't believe you're so stupid as to fall for a few words from a bunch of idiots, even after I warned you in advance that Ranamun was plotting against me.”

"Latrasil, whose ears are thin, whose heart is spineless, and whose loyalty is thinner than paper. You can thank me for calling you a fool for all of this.”

“You could see Ranamun was falsely accusing me, and you sided with him. Fine, have it your way. Take Ranamun, who has nothing but his face, and see how well you get along!"

There’s a bit of a misunderstanding on Guesta’s side. He thinks Latil told him to leave the palace for a few months until the situation calms down because she doesn’t believe him 🥲 she actually believes him but heard his thoughts, so she didn’t want to risk it with what he’s going to do to the other consorts

After a while, Latil’s temper flared and she pointed to the door. “Yes, thank you very much for that shortened version of the swear word, Guesta Rhodes. Now, if you're done swearing, why don't you go away, because I have to clean up the trash you spilled."

Latil was surprised because it was usually Count Langster who said those words to Latil. She never saw Guesta saying something so openly like this to her.

Now, I’m not going to defend Guesta for insulting Latil, but isn’t the situation in his pov upsetting too? He has to leave the palace for a few months when he just found out Latil is pregnant with their child + thinking Latil believes Ranamun and Baek hwa’s false accusations of him using the contraceptive pills.

Guesta even said he wouldn’t have been as much upset if he didn’t tell her beforehand about Ranamun plotting something.

We must also think of the situation in Latil’s pov too. While she was wrong, she also thought Guesta would come to the palace anytime in secret by using his foxhole ability anytime, and didn’t expect to have such a big fight with him. She also felt bad after hearing that Guesta’s expression was sad when he left.

I think they’re both at fault, but aren’t the ministers the ones who caused the whole situation?

All Guesta could think was that Latil was indeed a mindless flirt. What was he doing wasting him time in love with such a bad-tempered swindler?

Guesta thought sadly of the days when he had to do everything in his power to be nice in order to please that bad-tempered person. If only that swindler hadn't deceived him five hundred years ago, if only that swindler princess hadn't crawled up his wall as a child, looking so cute......

I also don’t think the current drama will just be for nothing… I’m really hoping Alphatart did this conflict on purpose to show us Langster’s pov from 500 years ago (I’ve been waiting for this side story since the main story ended 😭)

[rogeriswater]

Don't Leave Me Now

xxxix

This work contains fictionalized versions of real events and people. Most details won’t be accurate to real life.

tags for this chapter: p.o.v changes, more infidelity

~m.r~

I woke up quite early the next morning. The sun was just starting to rise up. The rays peeked through the slits in the curtains and they shined on Roger's face, highlighting his gorgeous features. He was still sleeping, slumped in the chair, arms crossed over his chest. I couldn't bring myself to wake him up. He looked so peaceful and cute when he was sleeping. The door to my room open and in walked a nurse with my breakfast. "Morning, Maggie!" She greeted me.

"Morning" I said back to her, sitting up on the bed. The nurse placed the tray of food in front of me. I was quite surprised. This actually looked like an appealing breakfast. "I have some good news for you, Maggie. Everything seems to be perfectly fine with Victoria, so we'll be bringing her into the room with you"

My eyes lit up. "Really?" Finally, I was going to be able to be with my baby.

"I'll let you eat, and I'll be back later with Victoria, and I'll go over breastfeeding with you" The nurse said. The minute she left the room, Roger woke from his slumber.

I smiled at him as I took a bite out of my toast. "Morning, lover"

Roger smiled at me. "Morning, sunshine" He reached over and took my hand in his. "How did you sleep?"

"Only reason I was able to sleep at all was because you were with me" I tell him. I let go of his hand and sat up in my bed. I reached for the other piece of toast on my food tray.

"Let me get it for you, darling" Roger insisted. He grabbed my toast and started spreading marmalade on it for me. "You need to rest up as much as possible"

"What about the rest of the tour?" I asked.

"We don't have very many shows left. I think you can handle sitting them out"

"But Roger--"

He clicked his tongue at me. "No buts. You have a baby to take care of now"

I pouted and crossed my arms like a bratty child. "Do you expect me to just not perform at all anymore?"

"Of course not, love" Roger said. "But you just had a baby. That's a tiring process for a woman. You need to rest and bond with the baby. Besides, next tour, Olivia will be here to look after Victoria when we can't"

"You need to bond with Victoria too"

"Not before you have a chance to bond with her first. The bond between a mother and a child is always more important than the one between a father and a child" Roger smiled sadly. "Believe me, I would know"

"You never got a chance to bond with your father" I said, putting my hand on his arm as a way to comfort him. "That's why it's important to me you get to be there for Victoria"

Roger's sad smile turned into a more genuine one. "Thanks, sunshine" He put the toast back on my plate. "Now, eat your breakfast. You need all the energy for Victoria"

"Don't you want to eat anything?" I asked him, pointing at my plate.

"That's your food" Roger got up from his chair. "I'll get my breakfast from the cafeteria"

"Please don't leave me" I begged him, reaching to grab his hand.

"I won't be more than ten minutes, I promise" Roger kissed my forehead and let go of my hand before leaving the room to go to the cafeteria.

...

Thankfully, after Roger left, I wasn't alone for much longer. The nurse from before had brought Victoria into the room with me. Finally, I was with my baby. The nurse gave me my baby girl to hold. Her eyes were even open. "Hi, little angel" I cooed to my daughter. She grinned a toothless grin at me and looked right into my eyes. Her eyes, there was a familiarity about them. A familiarity about Roger. Those were his eyes. I knew right then and there that Victoria was definitely his little girl.

The nurse said she'd return to teach me all about breastfeeding. Just as the nurse left, I had another visit. It was my sister. "Ronnie, isn't she the most precious thing you've ever seen?" I gush to my sister about my daughter.

Ronnie smiled as she sits in the chair that was previously occupied by Roger. "She's beautiful, pup. Just like her mum"

"Her eyes, Ronnie" I said. "They're Roger's eyes. Victoria is definitely his baby, and I don't need a DNA test to tell me that"

"Let's just hope Billy is dumb enough to not notice" Ronnie huffed. "You should know I brought him with me. He's on his way to the room"

"You brought him!?" I wanted to yell but I didn't want to scare Victoria. "Why would you do that?"

"You're still his wife and he should have been here for you last night" Ronnie said. "And whether you like it or not, he's going to have to play father to Victoria, at least until you divorce him"

At that very moment, the door opened and Billy walked in. "Hi" He greeted quietly, almost as if he was afraid to strike a nerve with me. Though, he was already way past that. His eyes fell to the baby in my arms. "Is that her?" He asked as a smile grew on his face.

"This is Victoria" I told him, pushing my anger at Billy aside. "Your daughter" It almost hurt to say that, but this was a charade that I was going to have to play for quite sometime. "Would you like to hold her?"

"Really?" Billy's eyes lit up. "You mean that?" Honestly, it kind of warmed my heart to see how excited he was about Victoria. Maybe Billy wasn't going to be such a bad father after all. I held her out to him and he gently took her from me. He smiled down at Victoria as he held her. "Look at you! Aren't you a precious jewel?" He cooed to her. I heard Victoria giggling at him. "You look just like mummy!"

Ronnie gave me an amused smirk. "He's even dumber than I thought" She whispered to me. I had to stifle in my laughter.

The door opened again. Roger returned with a tray of food. "Sorry it took so long, sunshine, but the queue in the cafeteria was longer than I thought it was going to be" Roger took notice of Billy. I could see the anger flashing in his eyes, but he held back his tongue. For my sake, and for Victoria's. "Billy"

"Roger" Billy nodded at him, remaining civil with him. "I want to thank you for staying with Maggie last night"

"It was nothing, really" Roger shrugged.

"No, no, I mean it" Billy said. "I was an idiot for getting drunk last night and in turn I miss the birth of my daughter" Roger's jaw ticked when Billy called Victoria "his" daughter, but luckily, Billy didn't notice that. "Just, thanks for being here with her so she wasn't alone." He turned to look at me. "Hey Maggie, why don't we make Roger the godfather?"

My eyebrows raised in surprise. Roger looked stunned. "I'm surprised you didn't suggest anyone from your family" I said to Billy.

"Well, you and I both know they won't be very interested in Victoria" Billy said.

"Well what about me?" Ronnie spoke up. "Or Lee and Ginny?"

"Well you're already aunts and uncle to Victoria" Billy explained. "Look, I'm shocked I suggested Roger too, considering we never quite got along, but he proved himself last night. If something ever happened, at least I know Roger will be there" He turned to Roger again. "So, what do you say, Roger? Will you be the godfather to Victoria, and Judy the godmother?"

Roger looked to me, as if he waited to see what I wanted. I just nodded at him. "Well, I would have to discuss it with Jude but I'm sure she'd love to, so yeah, I'll be the godfather to Victoria"

...

The nurse eventually returned to get me started on breastfeeding Victoria. Ronnie and Roger left the room to give us privacy. Victoria latched onto me pretty easily and quickly. This felt nice, feeding her like this. I could see why Ginny gushed about it when she breastfed Bobby. "Maggie, there's something I gotta say to you" Billy said.

"Please don't start arguing with me, Billy" I told him. "Not now"

"No, no. I just want to say that I'm really going to start to be a better man. For you, for Victoria" Billy began to promise me. I was on the fence of whether or not to believe him. I had heard this spiel before and nothing. "I've hurt you...badly, and I take full responsibility for that"

"Wow, Billy" I was honestly really shocked to hear him say that. I really didn't know how else to respond to him "I really don't know what to say right now"

"I don't expect you to say anything" Billy stood up from his chair and he walked over to me. He put his hand to my cheek. "I love you, Maggie, more than anything else in this world. I hope even after everything I put you through, you still love me too"

And like a mouse looking for cheese, I get a little too close to the trap and it snaps shut. "Oh, Billy" I said like a lovesick teenager. "Of course I still love you"

Billy smiled, now grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his lips so he could kiss it. "Will you still renew our vows with me?"

"Yes, I will" I say, squeezing his hand affectionately. "We'll start planning it when I return home from tour"

"About that" Billy starts to say, and I could already tell I would not like where this is going. "Maybe you should come home early"

I give him a look. "Why would I do that?"

"Well because you just had our daughter and you need to rest"

"Billy, come on, there's only one more date"

"So then you won't be missing much" I knew it wouldn't be long before I started feeling anger at Billy again. "I'll be talking to Steve when I get back to the hotel today"

"You know, any decision about me, has to be run by Roger first" Even Rourkie knew that, and I knew Roger wouldn't stand for it.

Billy sighed. "I never understood that. It's like Roger has control over you" I had to stop myself from scoffing. Billy was sure one to talk.

"Roger doesn't control me" I spoke up. "No one does, especially not you" Just then, Victoria started making little noises, indicating that she was done feeding.  I put my breast away and bring Victoria closer to my face. I give her soft forehead a gentle kiss, and then touch it with mine. "My little angel" I coo to her. I was going to be a much better mum to her than mine ever was to me. "Mummy loves you so much"

"And daddy does too" Billy said.

At that moment, the nurse walked into the room. "You guys make such a lovely family!" She gushes. "And I have some good news, Maggie. You'll be leaving with Victoria today"

Hearing the nurse say that sent so much joy through me. "You hear that, little angel?" I coo to Victoria. "You get to meet your aunts and uncles today!"

...

I walked through the front doors of the hotel, carrying Victoria in the bassinet the hospital gave to me. I could immediately spot Lindy and Juliette waiting anxiously in the lobby. Ronnie must have told them I was coming back after I phoned her just before I left the hospital. "Lin! Julie!" I called to them.

"Mags!" Juliette called back to me as both girls walked over to me. Her eyes are immediately drawn to the bassinet. "Is this the little one?"

"I would like you girls to meet Victoria Francesca Wa--" I caught myself when I realized I was about to say Roger's last name. Thankfully, I don't think either Lindy or Juliette noticed. "Robinson"

"She's so precious!" Lindy cooed. She looked at me, silently asking for permission if she could touch Victoria. I nodded. Lindy gently ran her finger along Victoria's tiny little arm. "Hi Victoria, I'm your Aunt Lindy!"

"And I'm your Aunt Juliette!" Victoria glanced between both of them and grinned. "Oh, she's so cute!" Juliette couldn't help but gush. "You better be careful when you introduce her to Judy"

"Why's that?" I asked. It made me panic for a moment. Could they see that she looked like Roger?

"Judy loves babies and children" Lindy explained. "You ever let Judy hold Victoria, you might just not ever get her back"

"Where are the boys?" I asked. "I want them to meet Victoria"

"They're all up in mine and Nick's room" Lindy explained. And with that, the three of of us began making our way up to the room, of course, with my little Victoria in tow.

...

As soon as we got to the room, Lindy knocked on the door before opening it. "Knock, knock!" She announced, catching everyone's attention. "Guess who's back from the hospital? And she brought someone for you all to meet!"

"Everyone, this is Victoria" I said, holding up her bassinet. "The newest member of our family"

"Congratulations Maggie!" Rick was the first to say. "How does it feel knowing that you're now a mum?"

"I'm still trying to wrap my head around it honestly" I said. "Every time I look at Victoria, I swear I feel like I'm in a dream"

"You're going to be a wonderful mum, Maggie" David assured me. "We all know it"

I placed the bassinet on the bed. "Don't be shy. Come and introduce yourselves to her. She's been dying to meet her uncles" I step away from Victoria so I can let the boys come up and meet her.

After Nick is finished meeting her, he walks over to me. "So be honest with me. She's Roger's, isn't she?"

"And how did the great Sherlock Holmes figure that one out?" I asked him.

"She looks just like him" Nick says with a smile. "Only not as ugly"

I lightly smack Nick on the arm. "Roger isn't ugly!"

He begins to laugh. "I'm just teasing, Mags"

"I'm just glad Billy thinks she looks like me" I said. "But I don't know I'm gonna do when Victoria gets older and more of Roger's features start to show"

"One word, Maggie" Nick says, slinging his arm over my shoulder. "Divorce"

...

Billy was off doing something so I took the opportunity to invite Roger my room. Victoria slept in her bassinet beside my side of the bed. Roger and I were cuddled together on the bed. My head rested on his chest and I listened to the gentle sound of his heart beating. He had his arms wrapped around me while he petted my hair. "We made a beautiful baby, Roger" I said quietly.

"She gets all the beauty from you, sunshine" Roger said.

"I think she gets it from you, my love" I tell him. "She looks just like you, after all"

Roger sighs and lets go of me. He gets off the bed and walks over to the mirror. "I don't think we're talking about the same person. Look at me." He pointed at himself in the mirror. "I'm the furthest thing from beautiful"

I get off of the bed, carefully being mindful of Victoria. I walk over to Roger. I gaze at him in the mirror. Sure, Roger didn't look like the average man. He was better. He looked like an angel. My arms wrap him and I rest my head against his arm. "If only you saw what I see, Roger" I say softly. "You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my entire life"

Roger smiles at me. He puts his hands over mine. "You know, every time you say that to me, I start believing it just a little more" He says.

I smile back at him. "Then maybe I should tell it to you every day"

He chuckles, showing off that grin I loved so much. "I wouldn't mind hearing it every day" He turned around so he was facing me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me against him. "I love you, darling"

I reach up to caress his face. "I love you too, my sweet" The both of us start leaning in, ready to kiss each other, but we have to break away when we hear the door opening. Both Billy and Rourkie walk in the room.

"Roger, good you're here as well" Billy says, not seeming angry about the fact that he was alone in the room with me. "Maggie, I was having a talk with Steve and we both came to a mutual agreement"

I crossed my arms as I looked at Billy. "And what agreement was that?"

Rourkie spoke up. "We both think it's best if you go home early."

"What? No!" I protested. I turned to Roger. I knew he would stick up for me. "Roger, tell them that I don't need to do that."

Roger rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I actually agree with them."

"What!?"

"Sunshine, you need plenty of rest, and time with the baby. Besides, we only have one show left anyways."

Rourkie clapped his hands together. "Great! We all agree then. Maggie, you'll be leaving first thing tomorrow to return home with Billy and Victoria"

"This is for the best" Billy added. Then, he left the room with Rourkie as they further discussed things.

Once they were gone, I turned to Roger and smacked him on the arm, though I didn't do it too hard. "Ow!" He yelped, touching the spot where I smacked him. "What was that for!?"

"Why didn't you argue with them into letting me stay?" I asked him.

"Because you need your rest." Roger says. "And Victoria needs your full attention"

"She needs you too" I told him. "You are her father after all"

Roger gave me a sad smile. "I know, but Billy has to be the father for now, as much as it pains me to say that. And it does seem like he has Victoria's best interests at heart"

"But I can't leave you"

"I know, darling" Roger put his hand to my face. "I won't be gone for long. I'll be back home by the end of the month. Do you think you can go that long without seeing me?"

I sighed and nodded. "I'm going to have to"

He leaned in and gently kissed my lips. "I'll be back before you know it"

...

Billy, Victoria, and I made it back home. I was already missing Roger but the end of the month was nearing so I would see him soon. As soon as we pulled up outside our house, Judy came running out from hers and Roger's. "Maggie!" She called out to me. "You're back!"

I turned to face her. "Hi Jude"

"Roger called me earlier and told me the good news" She said. I saw her trying to peek in the bassinet. "Is it true?"

I nodded. "Why don't you come inside so you can meet her?" Judy agreed and so she followed me into the house.

Billy was already inside talking with Olivia. As soon as Olivia saw me, she spoke. "It's really true? You and Billy had the baby!?" She came up to me. "Oh let me see her! Let me see her!"

I giggled. "Okay, okay!" I put Victoria's bassinet down and picked her up out of it. "Olivia, Judy, I'd like you both to meet Victoria"

"Oh, isn't she just the most precious thing!" Olivia gushed over her.

When Judy looked at Victoria, she had an expression on her face that I couldn't quite read. "She's beautiful, Maggie. You must be proud" She said.

"I am. Would you like to hold her?" I asked Judy.

"Maybe some other time" She said. "I have things at home I need to do. Do you mind if I borrow Billy for a bit to help me?"

"Yeah, that's fine" I said. I turned to my husband. "You're fine with helping Judy, yeah?"

"Oh, uh," Billy paused as he looked over at Judy. "Yeah, I don't see why not" The two of them left together to go do whatever they were going to do next door. My mind left to wander about what Billy and Judy were going to do being alone together. Why did it make me nervous?

"Can I hold her?" Olivia spoke up, knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, of course" I said, passing Victoria over to Olivia.

~j.t~

I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity when Maggie showed off Victoria. Don't get me wrong, she was a beautiful baby and I was happy for Maggie and Billy. She was as sweet as babies could get. It's just that when I saw Victoria, it felt like I was looking at one of Roger's baby pictures for some reason. I was probably imagining things though.

"So, what did you need help with?" Billy asked me suddenly.

"Oh, just need some help packing up some of my pottery" I told him. Really, it was something I could've done on my own, but I just wanted to be near Billy again.

I brought Billy into the shed which I used as a pottery studio. The two of us got to packing away all the pottery. "You're looking good" Billy told me, and I couldn't help but blush.

"Thanks. So are you"

"How's everything going with Roger?"

Should I really tell him how miserable I've been feeling in this marriage? I love Roger, don't get me wrong, but the intimacy we had before is all gone. He won't even touch me anymore let alone have any sort of sex with me. "I shouldn't really talk behind his back" I said.

"Whatever you tell me, stays between us" Billy assured me. "From one married person to another"

"Well, we haven't made love in ages" I spilled. "And the last time we tried, Roger just gave up. It's like I couldn't satisfy him anymore"

"You know, the last time I made love to Maggie, she seemed bored with me, and that was well over seven months ago before her pregnancy really started to show" I explained.

I had no idea that Billy and I were in the same situation. Both of us were in sexless marriages, doubting if our spouse even loved us anymore. "Do you doubt if Maggie still loves you anymore?" I had to ask him.

The frown on Billy's face told me everything I needed to know. "I tell myself that she does love me, but sometimes, I really don't know. And it's hard because I love her so much, and I don't want to lose her"

"That's how I feel with Roger" I tell him. "I honestly do love him, but it's like I can't even talk to him much because he's so engrossed with his music"

"Did you and Roger ever discuss having children?"

I scoffed at that. "I don't think Roger even wants any children, and even if he did, I can't ever seem to get pregnant"

"I'm hoping Victoria makes things better between Maggie and I" Billy sighs. "That sounds selfish, doesn't it? Hoping a baby will fix things between me and my wife?"

I shake my head. "Not at all. I'm sure a lot of troubled couples that have kids feel that way" There was one question I was dying to ask Billy, but I wasn't sure if I should ask it or not. Mostly because I was sure I wouldn't like his answer. But, I decided to ask him anyways. "Billy, do you ever think that Maggie and Roger are having an affair together?"

"No" Billy tried to deny, shaking his head. "They can't be"

"Don't lie to yourself, Billy" I said. "Have you seen the way they look at each other? Roger doesn't even look at me like that anymore"

"Judy, they are not!" Billy raised his voice slightly. "Maggie wouldn't do that to me" I decided to drop it as I could tell it was making him agitated hearing that. But that was fine, as I had something else on my mind now, and I was hoping that Billy would indulge me. I walked over to him and stood behind him, wrapping my arms around him. "Judy, no" He spoke quietly, but made no attempts to push me away.

"We need each other" I try to tell him. "We can satisfy each other's needs, because Roger and Maggie definitely aren't"

I could almost hear the cogs in Billy's brain turning. He was considering my words. "I've never had an affair before" He told me.

"Neither have I" I said. "But there's a first for everything"

"And it's just sex, right?"

"If that's what you want it to be"

"Okay then" He finally caved in.

I smiled and turned him around so that he was facing me. He made the first move and kissed me. It was so passionate. I hadn't been kissed like this in ages. When our lips parted, I took his hand in mine. "Come on, let's go to the bedroom" I enticed him.

"Lead the way" He encouraged with a smile. That was all I needed to take him to mine and Roger's bedroom. I had no guilt about being in the bed with another man. The bed that I shared with my husband. But I needed this. God, I needed this. And Billy made me feel so good, so wanted, and so loved.

~m.r~

I ended up falling asleep on the couch waiting up for Billy. I don't know what was taking him so long but whatever it was, it gave me enough time to have a decent nap. I woke up when I heard the front door open. I sat up and looked at my husband. "There you are" I said. "What took you so long?"

"I was helping Judy, remember?" Billy told me.

"Yeah, I know that. I thought you'd only be gone for an hour at most. Not four"

"Was I really gone for four hours?"

"Yes, you were" I got up from the couch and walked over to him. "I was thinking, it's been a while since we went out. Maybe we could to dinner?"

"But what about Victoria?" Billy asked me.

"That's why Olivia is the nanny" I reached for Billy's hand and squeezed it. "Please?"

He retracted his hand. "I'm too tired for dinner. You can go out though, treat yourself to something nice. You deserve it"

"But Billy—"

"I'm sorry Maggie. Maybe some other night, okay?" He said.

I sighed. "Okay" I at least tried to kiss him but he moved away from me. He didn't say another word to me as he went up to our bedroom. I left the house but I didn't leave for dinner. I made my way next door to talk to Judy.

...

I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Judy opened the door and she smiled when she saw me. "Hi Maggie. Would you like to come in?" I accepted her invitation and stepped inside the house. "Would you like tea or anything?"

"No, Jude, that's fine" I said. "I actually wanted to know what you and Billy were doing. He was over here for four hours"

"He was helping me put away some of my pottery" Judy explained. "Roger was supposed to help me with it, but he obviously never got around to it"

I crossed my arms. "And that takes four hours?"

"Turns out I had some other things I needed help with too" Judy sat down at the dining room table. "How is Roger doing anyways?"

"He's fine. He misses you" I lied to her. Roger didn't miss her at all.

Judy faintly smiled. "I should've gone, shouldn't I? He probably thinks I'm a terrible wife"

I sat at the table with her and reached over to touch her hand. "He doesn't think that at all, Jude"

"But it's true" She retracted her hand. "I haven't been the most supportive wife lately and I should be"

"There's always the next tour"

Judy smiles at me. "Thank you, Mags. You're a really good friend" When she said that, my stomach sank with guilt. Here she was, calling me a good friend while I was hopelessly in love with her husband. "I gotta say, I was surprised when Roger called me and told me you'd be coming home early. I thought for sure he'd try to keep you longer"

I started panicking again. "Why do you say that?"

"You're his best friend, Maggie"

"He just wanted me to rest and relax. It's tiring giving birth to a baby"

"I hope I get to experience that joy someday" Judy said sadly.

"You will" I assured her. "If it makes you feel any better, you can watch Victoria any time you want"

Judy's eyes just lit up at that. "Oh, I would love to!"

"So, I was going to go out for dinner, but I don't want to dine by myself. Care to join me?" I asked her.

"Anything that gets me out of cooking" She said, to which the both of us started to laugh. Judy went to grab her coat and her purse, and then the two of us made our way out to have dinner.

...

When I got home from having dinner with Judy, Olivia was waiting up for me like a mother ready to scold her child for being out so late. "Olivia, what's wrong?" I asked her. "Is Victoria okay?"

"She's fine" Olivia told me. "Where were you?"

"Judy and I went out for dinner" I said.

"Why would you go to dinner with her?"

"What's wrong with me going out to dinner with a girlfriend?"

"Nothing at all. I'm just looking out for your marriage"

"Looking out for my marriage?"

Olivia sighed and started twiddling her fingers. "You may not see it, but I do. Judy is clearly in love with Billy, and I'm just saying, keep an eye on her otherwise you may end up losing your husband"

I stepped closer to Olivia and cupped her chin. "Olivia, you know I appreciate you and everything you do, but you let me worry about my marriage"

"I'm sorry, Miss Maggie. I just don't want what happened to my parents to happen to you. It was heartbreaking"

Oh Olivia, if only you knew what was truly going on. If only you knew what Billy had done to me. As much as there was that stupid part of me that wanted to hold on to my marriage with Billy, a bigger part of me was also hoping that he would find a reason to finally leave me. I can't be the one to leave him. God knows what he would do if I even tried. I truly did both love and hate my husband at the same time.

[mioyeo]

8 makes 1 Team

No matter how different, without one of us there is no 8 makes 1 Team

Synopsis : In which 8 boys build a friendship despise of their differences with the help of a psychiatrist

Pairing : psychiatrist! Reader x Ateez (for now )

Themes : angst , mental struggles, fears , Disorders etc

Warnings : this chapter includes mentions of Threatening, Intermittent explosive disorder , Violent behavior, mentions broken arms , hair pulling, pedophilia , stabbing , mentions of harassment etc please tell me if I forgot something , and I’m not romanticizing Disorders in anyway and this is pure fiction meaning this doesn’t represent Ateez in any way

Word count: 1,3k

MEETING WOOYOUNG

𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟬𝟮𝟰𝟱

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚 : 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙒𝙤𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜

𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 : 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟲, 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵

𝗛𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 : 𝟭,𝟳𝟯𝗺

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗱𝗼𝗯𝘂𝗹𝗯𝗮𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲r (PBA)

𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 , 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥

She walked back after going out Hongjoongs room who was sound asleep and made her way to her next patient

Approaching the cell door number 0245 with a red sticker indicating that extreme caution needed to be taken around the patient, fits of high pitched laughing where heard inside

The guard opened the door letting her walk in meeting a blond-black haired boy in purple pajamas that kept laughing as he jumped on the bed before falling on top of it and repeated the same actions again

" Hey there want to jump too ? "

She smiled shaking her head slightly

" I don't want to make your bed messy "

" Well your loss, it's super fun "

He continued laughing , but it wasn't any typical laugh from just jumping on the bed

" May I ask why your laughing so happily ? "

" You know the guard at the cafeteria named guard Lee , the fat one ? "

" Sadly no , may I know what happened ? "

He continued jumping as he bursted out laughing again

" That old hag tried to force me on eating plain rice even though we have the right to have side dishes accompanying our meals "

" Is this why your laughing ? "

" No , im laughing because I stabbed his dumb pedophile ass in the hand with my fork "

The boy dropped on the bed wiping away his tears of happiness as he giggled

" May I know your name ? I want to talk more comfortably with you is that ok ? "

He nodded before smiling and looked at her

" You can call me Sexy Wooyoung , or just Wooyoung maybe cutie too "

She smiled softly and chuckled

" What's so funny about it ! "

His chest started rising up in anger as he bawled his fists

" Do you want to be send to the hospital? I'd gladly help you reach there ! "

He stood up approaching her furiously

"No ,I think it's very cute for you to request being called cutie Wooyoung so please calm down I mean no harm or to make you feel uncomfortable at all "

" Oh well if that's the case , sit down and let's talk about how painful his face looked "

He giggled once again patting the free space of his bed making her sit down

" So where was I ? Yeah after that I stabbed him and spat on his dumb fat face "

" May I also know why you referred to him as pedophile ? Has he ever touched you in any inappropriate way you didn't like ? "

" Not me I would've killed him before he even tried to lay a finger on me "

He scoffed tying his hair back

" So who has he touched inappropriately ? "

" There are so many but , the only names I heard the others talking about was a blond haired boy and another one I forgot his name that acts like a baby "

She sighed and frowned when he said many

" This actually makes me sad , their supposed to help and protect you guys here "

" Please don't be sad their going to pay for this one day when I get out of here , wait who are you ? I've never seen you here before "

He asked curiously as he tapped his legs

" I'm Y/n , the new psychiatrist I just transferred here a week ago "

" Ahh , will you also be with me the whole time ? Because you seem nice unlike the others that work here , I hate their guts makes me want to scoop out their eye balls and play ping pong with it until I grow tired "

She chuckled and smiled at him

" You have been advised to be my patient and some other 7 boys as well "

He smiled as well and stood up looking at her

" Do you have a mp3 player ? "

" No Wooyoung , why do you need one ? "

Wooyoung sat back down sadly pouting

" Because I like to listen to music  I love to dance and it also makes me happy "

"That's amazing, have you never owned one ? "

He shook his head as anger raised up again

" I once asked to borrow one from a friend but than other patients here said I was poor and couldn't afford to buy one myself or that I was going to destroy his expensive gifts because I'm a lunatic and have anger issues so he took it back ,I got angry at him and broke his arm "

" Wooyoung , did you know that hitting someone over what other people say is a waste of your time and energy ? "

" So your also calling me pathetic now ?! "

" No , what I mean is that there was no need to break his arm , he's a bad friend if he believes what other people say about you "

" You seem to be a very bright person that just loves music and dancing am I wrong ? "

" No , Wooyoung loves music and dancing "

He pouted like a child and looked at her

" So what is your favorite color Wooyoung ? "

" Why do you want to know that "

" It would be really mean to get you a MP3 player in a color you don't like "

" Your really going to buy me one ?! ".

" Yes , but under one condition though "

His smile vanished and he scoffed

" Why do I need to do something in return ? You said it's going to be a gift  "

" Because I want to know if you can control-"

" I can control myself ! I'm not crazy ! "

Wooyoung said shouting at her as he ripped some papers that laid on the floor

" I want you to try and control your anger , this would be a good start for you  "

" I'm not angry ! Stop assuming things "

" Listen this is for you , it's a way for you to control yourself and also own something you've always wished to have "

She said looking at him with a little of hope

" And also if you learn how to control yourself , you'd be proofing yourself and other's that your not what they portray you to be "

He looked at her dropping the papers and starred into the space letting the words sink in

" I know It's hard to control your  anger when people just say and assume things about you to provoke that are not even true , so you have to stop them yourself Wooyoung think about it "

" Why do I need to change ?! "

The boy screamed again pulling his hair

" Listen I'll tell you something , anger becomes a problem when you have trouble controlling it , It can also quickly escalate to verbal or physical violence, harming you and those around you , and I'm sure you don't want to harm yourself because of others right "

" Of course , they should suffer not me "

He sighed letting go of his own hair

She came closer grabbing his hand and caressed them softly after he hesitated a little but allowed to be held

" It must have been hard for you today with all these questions I know , but one last thing that I'll give you is a home work "

" I hate homework's , so I won't do this one "

" It's not the type of homework you think it is , I just simply want you to write the songs you like onto a piece of paper till tomorrow and hand it to me so I can transfer them to your mp3 player , and I'll only give it to you if you stay calm for at least a day ok ? "

He smiled until the last part was mentioned

" I-Ill try my best but I can't guarantee you anything about it being easy "

Y/n stood up and looked at him

" So I'll be back tomorrow again ok ? "

" If you don't come back or keep your promise I'll strangle you until you see white "

He laid down and crossed his arms as he looked at her with hope

" Trust me I'm here to help "

She walked out making sure to take the mess he made with the papers with her

Mission get to know Patient 0245 done

[chenyann]

The hunter at swan lake!!

@ivys-vivian and Rook hunt!!

Have you heard the rumors! It's said Rook hunt and vivian has a crush on eachother, is this the work of the love goddess aphrodite!? Well listener how about we take a look and see if we can give them a little push...

cw:Fem reader (vivian my mutual), crack & fluff, pining,mild spice?, it's still sfw, unedited.

Stay tuned for the next rumor.....! A/n:1. We won't talk about the fact this my first post back 2. This is for vivian 3. Don't come in my ask box talking about this isn't a x reader and I should do x oc tags instead.4.*posts this and leaves for another week*

Rook always has a goofy smile when he sees vivian.

As sly as a fox he creeps up behind her and whispers little nothings in her ears with a voice smooth as butter.

Hand holding is a must.

Also cheek kisses (sometime he would be daring and wrap his hands around her neck rubbing circles)

Rook would serenade her at night with French poems 

Sadly I'm the one who has to translate (´-﹏-`)

Rook always has a rose under his hat to give to vivian ,She may act like she don't want it but she does ;p

If he sees vivian he is sprinting to her<3

hunting dates

Will show her how to use a bow

picks her up from class (yes he did sprint across the school just to get to her class)

He pats her head every so often to embrace the fact her 5'5 ass is short♡

Would give her surprise hugs<3333

Also would give her his hat

It's cute cuz it too big for her non big brain head(◍•ᴗ•◍)

.

"Rook shut up" Vivian says as she squirms around, in this predicament  Vivian is currently sitting in her chair while Rook is behind her.Wrapping his arms around her collar bones and whispering words of love while he paints kisses to her neck.

"Mon monde (my world) you wound me" He said in a fake sad tone, he spoke again but more seductively "I know you like it Mon monde~" Chills ran down her spine as he pressed another kiss to her neck. "Rook" she whined as he started kissing her jaw. "Please just leave me be" Vivian heard a gasp from the hunter of love "non, mon cher! I would never leave such a beautiful thing such as yourself!" She left her skin tingling and flushing as he said that.

The door creaks open as yako sits there watching ...."epel they aren't in here check the next room" I say before closing the door with a horrified look.

Yes I got trauma from that.

"YAKO IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE" Vivian screams as she runs to the door with a panicked face. Rook had lost his grip on her for only a moment.

                      

     [An hour later] 

"Yako come on we weren't doing anything" vivian said as she looked down at the fake weeping girl. "Vivian, I saw it! I'll have to bleach my eyes after seeing yall, IT WAS OUT OF A HORROR MOVIE!" Vivian stared at the girl with unconvinced eyes, she folded her arms over her torso."yako you're being over dramatic you didn't-"

"Quand on n’a que l’amour pour vivre nos promesses sans nulle autre richesse que d’y croire toujours." A male voice sang, 'huh???' Vivian thought to herself as she walked to the window, she looks out the window staring down at a French purple blob with a dumb hair cut. "Who is it?" Yako says as she stands beside her, yakos face grows pink(my face gets pink when I start to cry) "omg no he's back!" I say as I start to fake cry (I'm very petty okay) "yako stop that" Vivian says unimpressive, she continues to stare at the hunter as he serenades her with a simple French song. She doesn't know what he is saying but the way his silky voice sings makes her heart grow wings and soar the sky's. "Yako do you know he is saying" vivian mutters, "hm? No, I don't sorry, ``Yako says quickly. "Come on yako I know you do!" Vivian pleaded as I interrupted, "What, do you actually like him or something??" 

"I DON'T" yako looks very unimpressed when vivian yells that,"I am just interested that's all"  she mutters to her friend. "Fine, what he is saying is 'When we only have love to live out our promises without any other reward than to believe in them forever' " I said, staring down at the ugly hunter. Vivian felt her face warm up,at the thought of him singing that to her in such a sexy tone…..

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in which all the king's men couldn't put the pieces of y/n l/n together. we all have the days where we're insecure and broken, this is one of hers.

fred weasley x fem!reader

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tw: insecurity, bullying

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all the king's men

y/n, for lack of a better description, was feeling like humpty dumpty. she had seen herself in the mirror last night, and felt positively traumatised. she had come back from a quidditch practice session, and the results were quite terrifying.

she didn't understand. quidditch made the guys more toned and even a few of her teammates had abs. what did it do to her? well, it made her shoulders broad, which she thought was highly unattractive to anyone, and not at all slim! sure, it was fun and kept her fit, but terribly horrible, in her opinion, in trying to fit in to the beautiful girls that went to hogwarts.

she admired angie johnson and cho chang and ginny. she really did. y/n knew how hard it was to be beautiful, and she liked when other people were so beautifully beautiful. it just made her feel terrible, because what was the chance of her keeping her boyfriend in fred weasley when fiercely pretty girls were dancing elegantly around her?

there wasn't any time to be mopey and sad, so she gathered all her books and immediately went to breakfast. she didn't even bother going over to fred and greeting him. she saw how happy he was laughing with george and lee. surely she wouldn't bother him. instead she plopped down next to alicia.

"you ok?" alicia spinnet asked her.

she nodded, "fine."

"you sure?"

"no."

"wanna talk about it?"

"do you think it's too early to get plastic surgery?" y/n joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"what the fuck, no. what's up?" alicia's eyes were lit with concern.

"i don't feel pretty," her voice was but a whisper.

alicia caught it.

"why? you're literally adorable."

"you're my best friend, you're supposed to tell me that."

"hmm, nah, i truly believe it."

"well i don't," y/n said miserably.

"oi, l/n, your hair down today?" adrian pucey snarled, "it's gonna give me aids."

a few students snorted.

"you can get aids then. shut your mouth," y/n retorted back.

the whole school look startled. was this the same, prefect, goody-two-shoes y/n l/n?

adrian pucey opened his mouth.

"i said shut. your. mouth."

fred weasley watched in a mixture of furiousness and pride. he knew that pucey had a crush on y/n too. he was just terrible in expressing it. fred didn't like the way y/n's eyes sadly flitted to alicia afterwards. and she hadn't come up to him and given him a kiss today. maybe she just wanted a bit of space??

"see?" y/n sighed, "not even my hair is pretty." she tied it up.

alicia laughed, "adrian just wants your attention."

that made y/n laugh. "why? why?" it was a rhetorical question. she got up, and smiled at adrian in the most menacing way that he shrunk.

"miss l/n, your outburst was quite rude-" snape began.

"my apologies professor, of course, i was in the wrong. adrian pucey brought the topic surrounding my hair up, called it ugly. now what would you do if a student called your hair ugly?" y/n said, eyes burning with fury but conscience too good to lose her temper.

"i-i would give them a scolding."

"likewise. good day, professor."

"fucking hell, he is such a sh-" alicia muttered as she got up and followed y/n out to class.

"ali, that's enough," their retreating voices could be heard.

fred kept his eye on y/n through the day, giving her the space he thought she needed.

she looked very like her normal self, until she encountered pucey again.

"l/n, nice squinty eyes," pucey laughed.

y/n's shoulders sagged. her eyes dimmed and she let her ponytail fall in front of her face.

"ponytail won't fix them," he laughed meanly, "can they fix your dumpling body?"

fred frowned deeply, "fuck off, adrian," he angrily said, "that's my girlfriend you're talking to."

"oh, you have someone like weasley to save you? i don't even think you deserve him as a boyfriend."

y/n didn't answer, fearing that tears would spill out of her eyes. she had just been feeling worse and worse about herself. instead, when the bell signalled the end of classes, she hurried quickly off to wherever, trying to pull herself together.

she felt like she was at the bottom of the earth. her eyes finally let go of the tears that needed to be spilt. she leant sobbing against a stout tree in the forbidden forest, head slumped gloomily against the trunk, eyes trying to find anything, anything, that could be remotely comforting and hands fiddling nervously with the flowers that bloomed happily around her. her whole body shook in anxiety. she wished she had her mum or dad here to help her. but they were back at home.

how did fred love her?

she wished she didn't have stupid hair or squinty eyes or a dumpling body. but she couldn't ignore the mean, yet so true, remarks about her body adrian made. they were morally wrong and he deserved to be stabbed, but they were factual. she used to just laugh and joke about him too, but now she realised that maybe she should pay more attention to the way she eats and works and the way she talks and looks and presents herself and put more makeup on and-

fred found her crying there, by the little pond, shrinking away from the mere sight of her own appearance. he didn't get it.

well, he did, but he didn't know why such a beautiful girl like his girlfriend was crying.

"y/n?"

she flinched and stopped crying.

"sorry, i'll leave. i don't think you want a dumpling of a girlfriend sharing this nice space," she attempted to joke, but it fell short. she wasn't joking anymore. her tone was serious and genuine. the unexpected good nature pucey's remarks were received in usually was gone, and for good reason. it had broken her into the tiniest little pieces.

fred felt it. he felt his heart stop.

"is this about what pucey said to you, lovely?" he asked gently, cupping her cheek, and pulling her close to him.

she nodded, feeling immensely better already. the smell of him made her calm down insanely.

"so you don't want space?"

"n-no, i was just..." she trailed off uncertainly.

"mhm?" he looked at her and waited.

"it's silly."

"well, it's got you crying, i don't think so."

"the stuff a-adrian says is true," her voice was quiet and small.

fred frowned.

"i'm not cute or elegant or even hot," she continued, "i-i'm not as pretty as anyone here."

"well, my little love, if my opinion even matters, you are stunning. i think you're the prettiest person in the world, both on skin and in here," he patted his own heart, "do you know how long i pined after you?"

"no?"

"i'm still pining after you, gorgeous."

"d-do you mean it when you say gorgeous?" her eyes were broken and teary.

"of course. it hurts me when you are upset. because you are gorgeous and much more because you are so nice and good to me and to everyone else too. pucey's a complete shithead and when i next see him i will bash his head in. i'm so sorry i didn't notice, love, i thought you were mad at me."

"no it's fine, i just don't understand. you're fred weasley. so many girl's want you and you-you choose...me?," a sad frown was etched on her face, her tone confused.

"y/n, you're my only choice. i don't want the other girls. i can see the appeal of you. i-i know i'm not the best with words like you, but i really care about you. i love you, i adore you, you're the bestest person i've ever met."

and he knows he's brought the happiness back in her. she giggled. he felt relieved, because he knew he wasn't good at all at comforting people and y/n was so special to him- why didn't he say that earlier to her?

"bestest isn't a word, freddie."

"well you get what i mean, right? you're really special to me," there it was.

she nodded slowly, a small smile forming on her lips as she kissed him on the lips, before snuggling closer to him.

"darling, wouldn't you rather go back to the castle to cuddle?"

hesitantly, she shook her head.

"why?"

"'drian's there."

"adrian cannot hurt you, okay? whatever he tells you is wrong. he's wrong," he gently says, pulling her close to him, "besides, if he does, i'm here, and you're strong."

"i just cried about it, i can't be strong."

"crying doesn't mean you're weak, darling, sometimes we all cry and that's okay."

y/n nodded.

"here, i brought this for you, maybe it's a comfort??" he blushed as he handed her his quidditch hoodie.

she grinned and put it on.

he couldn't stop blushing at the sight of her, so he tilted his face away to save himself the embarrassment.

noticing and mistaking his turned away head for disgust, y/n took the hoodie off, downcastedly handing it back to him.

"sorry," she gave a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes as fred looked at her in confusion.

"y-you can have it back, yeah, there's no need to hide your shame, here, s-sorry," she stuttered out.

"shame?" he asked, looking worriedly down at her.

"mhm," she fiddled with the hem of her shirt, "sorry."

he finally understood.

"angel, look at me."

she reluctantly looked up at him.

"i wasn't feeling disgusted at all. i-i was actually embarrassed because i was blushing," his cheeks heated up again, "like i probably am right now. you're too beautiful. i was blushing too much."

"oh."

"yeah. now put it back on," he demanded, as he cheekily tugged the jumper over her head, blushing again as he saw her standing there in his jumper.

"c'mon!" he said, carrying y/n's school bag as they made their way to the castle, his arm wrapped protectively around his waist and the bright gold letters on the back of his sweater shining for anyone and everyone to see.

they didn't see pucey, thank goodness and they ended up talking with george and katie bell and angie and alicia by the fire.

as y/n smiled and giggled with katie over something highly scandalous, fred had his eyes on her, not so much monitoring her, but he couldn't keep them off of her.

when he had noticed her words start to become short and slightly slurred by tiredness, he lead her back to her dormitory.

"feeling better princess?"

she nodded, "you're so good to me, freddie. i love you."

it made his heart swell with happiness.

"i'd go to the moon and back for you, y/n."

she smiled drowsily, "and i, you."

[helloalycia]

the real kara // kara danvers

summary: Kara gets affected by red kryptonite, but you don't know this, so to you, she just comes across really obnoxious and makes you uncomfortable

warning/s: i mean, i guess unwanted/uncomfortable advances?

author's note: this has been requested for a very long time now, so i hope it's okay! i’m still working on some wanda stuff, don’t worry x

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Something was different with Kara Danvers today, and as I waited for my files to finish photocopying, I watched her from a distance, wondering what it could be.

Apart from the obvious, which was that she was wearing completely different clothing – a tight dress that was very different compared to her usual assortment of blouses and cardigans – she had a completely different aura about her.

One of the things I liked about her the most was her awkwardness, her humour and her clumsiness. She was adorable, the human embodiment of a puppy, but today she just... exuded confidence. Of course, that wasn't a bad thing, but it was just very unlike her.

As I returned my attention to the photocopier, I failed to hear the girl in question approaching me. Only when she appeared next to me did I notice her. The fact that she came out of nowhere made me jump, startled by both her presence and the fact that I had a giant crush on her so any attention from the blonde was near enough sending me into cardiac arrest.

"I did not mean to startle you," she said, leaning against the wall with a smirk. "Though, you're cute when you're scared."

Heat creeped up my neck as I looked back down to the photocopier. Did she just say that? Never before had she obviously flirted with me – I didn't even think she liked me like that – so I didn't know what to do other than stay quiet.

"You know, I've been feeling your eyes on me all day," she noted, and I suddenly felt embarrassed as her blue eyes watched me with amusement. "C'mon, Y/N. You're really not gonna give me any attention now that I want it?"

Swallowing hard, I looked up to see her watching me with a knowing smile.

"I wasn't staring," I defended terribly. "Just looking around. You happened to be in my eye-line is all."

She grinned. "Really? Well, I'd quite like to be in your eye-line a lot more if you'd let me."

Taken aback, I raised my eyebrows. "Er– I– er–"

"Look, I actually came here to ask you something," she said, straightening up and moving to stand behind me, looking over my shoulder at the photocopies in my hand. "As fun as it is watching you make a mess of yourself, which I completely get by the way, I wanted to ask if you'd go on a date with me tonight."

My mouth went dry as her breath tickled my neck. Never in my year and a half of working alongside Kara had I seen her act so cocky and confident and certain. I wasn't sure if I liked it.

"Don't stay silent on me now, Y/N," she said, her voice sweet and sultry in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "I only want to give you a good time."

I widened my eyes a little, glancing her way. She chuckled when she saw my expression, her hand resting on the small of my back as she stepped beside me.

"Not like that," she said dismissively, before her eyes looked me up and down. "Unless you want to go down that route... in which case I'm all ears."

Cheeks flushed and heart racing, I collected my photocopies and straightened up, feigning some form of assertiveness as I met her teasing smile and dark eyes.

"I don't know what's gotten into you today, Kara, but it's not appropriate," I told her, thankfully not trembling under her piercing stare. "I– just– don't speak to me."

Without another word from either of us, I pushed past her and stormed off, partially angry and partially upset that she had treated me so... so... sleazily. Kara was sweet, she was kind, she was thoughtful. Whoever that was back there wasn't the Kara I fell for. And she certainly wasn't one I wanted to get to know.

—

The next day, it was as if a switch had been flicked and regular Kara was back. I didn't understand how or what had happened to her, but as soon as I saw her stumble out of the elevator that morning, coffees in hand and hair dishevelled from rushing, I knew whoever was present yesterday was gone. But that still didn't change the fact that she'd treated me so wrongly.

I was sat at my desk, working on an article at my computer, when I saw a smudge of pink in my peripheral. Turning to look who it was, I frowned when I saw Kara approaching me, eyes apologetic and hands fumbling by her side. She was wearing a pink jumper over her blouse – back in her usual outfits, clearly.

As I turned to look the other way, not in the mood to talk to her, she stepped forward quickly.

"Y/N, please hear me out," she said, but I rolled my eyes in response, hoping she'd get the hint. She didn't. "I'm so sorry for the things I said to you yesterday."

I clenched my jaw, but my hands stopped typing as I looked down at the keyboard patiently.

"I was having a very... off day yesterday. And I know that's no excuse for how I treated you, but I'm so sorry." She paused, swallowing hard, before shaking her head. "I'm so sorry for making you feel uncomfortable. I'd never want that."

Unable to stop myself, I looked up to her. She seemed genuine, lips pulled into a frown and eyes tinged with sadness.

"If you wanted to ask me out, why would you go about it like that?" I asked, disappointedly. "In what world would I respond to something like that?"

She looked up, helpless, as she shrugged her shoulders. "I... I don't know. I just– I thought I would try something different. But I never meant for it to happen like that. You have to believe me."

I wanted to, but then the discomfort from yesterday's conversation returned and I was forced to look away from her.

"I did want to ask you out on a date though," she said quietly, hesitantly, as if afraid to say it at all. "Properly. If you want to go with me, that is."

Looking down to my desk, unintentionally coldly, I said, "If old Kara had asked me, then maybe I would have said... I'm not really sure I like this new Kara."

She paused, and I finally lifted my gaze to see she was nodding slowly, already taking a step back and avoiding my eyes.

"Right, yeah, of course," she spoke gently. "I understand." Forcing a small smile my way, she said, "Sorry, again. I'll, er, I'll see you around."

I watched her leave, noticing the way she mumbled to herself and clenched her fists as she did. I wondered if I'd made the right decision.

—

It was two days later when I got the bouquet at my desk after lunch. I wasn't expecting anything of the sorts, so of course, I eagerly found the card and read it in my head whilst ignoring my coworkers' curious stares.

Hey, Y/N.

Just wanted to apologise once again. And no, this isn't me asking you out. It's just a way to say sorry for acting like an idiot. I hope we can still remain friends. Or at least, I hope you don't hate me.

Kara x

Lowering the card, I looked at the bouquet of fresh flowers, heart aching in my chest. Over the past two days, the blonde-haired assistant had kept her distance from me, opting to stay away and avoid my presence, no doubt for my own comfort. Whenever I'd catch her gaze in the hallway or accidentally, she'd smile sadly, apologetically, before looking away as quickly as she could.

She was still her usual self, the usual self before the other day that is. This made me think that maybe she really was just having an off day. And now that she'd gotten me these flowers... I really wanted to go on a date with Kara. The real Kara and not the overly-confident, obnoxious Kara.

I left to find her as soon as I could. She was sat at her desk outside of Miss Grant's office, writing on her tablet and heavily focused in whatever task she was doing.

As I approached her, I took note of the way she chewed on her lip and furrowed her brows with concentration, smiling to myself because that was the Kara I had fallen for. The Kara I missed.

"Hey," I said when stopping by her desk.

She looked up, eyebrows raising with surprise. "Y/N. Hi! Hi. What can I–? Do you–? Hi."

"I got your flowers," I cut straight to the point, surprised at how certain I sounded compared to my usual introverted, shy self. "And the card."

She stood up, hands fumbling with nervousness once again. Clearing her throat, she said, "I'm sorry if it was too far. I just wanted to make things right."

"I'll go on a date with you," I blurted, making her look up with wide eyes immediately. Breathing out slowly, I continued, "I'd like to go on a date with you. This you, though. Not the other you."

She nodded slowly, looking as if she was still letting my words sink in. Suddenly, a small smile tugged at her lips.

"I'd like that," she said softly. "Maybe we can pretend the other day never happened and start again?"

I returned her smile, nodding. "I'd like that."

[dnarez]

Rain Season

Tw. Sex, a lot of fluff, domestic, porn with plot

Aizawa Shouta x Reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Anonymous: I would like to request an Aizawaxfem reader, where she is a pilot but decides to transfer to an office job for him, also, please do is very domestic, like... he had an awful day and is very grumpy, but she takes care of him, and then he takes care of her ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) if you  know what I mean.

I hope you liked it!!! This was my first time doing a request!!!

+3.9k words

I didn't made the second check to see if I have anything wrong with the writting, sorry

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"Fucking rain season" said Eraserhead while getting inside his home, soaked from head to toe, he saw your heels on the entrance hall and frowned at it, he just wanted to be alone right now.

You heard him going inside your house and by the sound of his wet boots his mood was just as bad as the weather.

Chuckle to yourself as you keep preparing the bathtub.

Shouta's footsteps were light, but you always had a good hearing, and that helped to not letting him scare the shit out of you.

"I know that you are there love" you raise to your feet and look at him with a smile, but turns into a giggle seeing him all wet.

"Why are you here?" his rude tone would set anyone off, but you knew he was just being grumpy.

"I can't fly with this rain, it's too dangerous for me and the passengers so~" you go to him and brush his bangs away to let you see all of his beautiful face.

His eyes glare at you, he didn't want to get his hopes too high, Shouta knew that having a relationship with a pilot wouldn't be easy, and the little bit of time you two had together was heaven but always too short.

So any time that you had a day off he wouldn't ask for more time, but fuck he missed his girlfriend, he didn't even know how he was so lucky to fetch such a catch, but you would always respond with 'the bait was just too good to let it pass'

Even so, even if he tried to not get his hopes up, maybe... just maybe you would stay for a bit longer than usual...

You kissed his cheek and petted his drenched hair "I also got a promotion!"

Shouta frowned at that "so why don't you go celebrate with your friends?" He pushes you away and started to strip.

Huffing, you help him against his wishes "How barbaric! Didn't even let me finish!" You hold his hands stopping him from taking his pants off "I got a promotion for..." you clap twice "AN OFFICE JOB!" And make jazz hands on the end.

He looks at you astonished "An office job!? You hate working on a desk, and you also hate doing the same things every day! That's why you love being a pilot!" He says angrily, everything was making him angry right now, even your voice, one of, if not the most thing, he likes about you.

You sigh "Yes but... I already traveled to most of the countries in the world, I saw so much but..." you blush and evade his eyes

Aizawa gets closer to you, making both chests almost touch "But?"

"But... every time I saw something new I would think of you... and how you would like this, or how you would smile eating that, I'm feeling more and more homesick with each trip so... I asked to be transferred..."

He just... looks at you, which makes you blush more each minute that passes "I-I was thinking... that I could... maybe... move in, since it's so close to the airport from here, and... I would be able to sleep and wake up with you by my side" your whole face is red.

Shouta smile and hugs you tightly, "Why are you even asking? I gave you the keys in hope that you would move in"

You smiled and hugged him back, but his skin was too damn cold! You felt like you were hugging an ice cube!

The sweet moment was interrupted by him sneezing, "OMG! Bathtub! Now!" You pull him to the tub and help him to take off his clothes

"What about you? You just got here, right?" He asked while stepping out of his pants and boxer.

"I will take a shower, you can take your time and relax" you kiss his shoulder (because it's the highest place you can reach without him bending)

Shouta nods and gets inside the bathtub, smelling a woodsy scent, the water was also a little green "what did you put in here?"

You take off your clothes "It's a new bathwater, it helps relax the body and all that shit" you take a hair tie and ties Aizawa's hair in a cute messy bun "today we will take care of you, okay?" finally being able to kiss his cheek you smile nodding to yourself and goes to take a shower.

He watches you for some time and then relax on the bathtub, now that he's calm and relaxed he can faintly hear the sound of the rain outside, the strong bathroom lights were annoying him by not letting him relax "can you please turn off the lights?"

You stop for a minute and get out of the shower, doing what he asked, but lighting a few candles first "better?"

"Uhum..." he sighs and close his eyes

"I will keep on watch, don't worry, you can take a nap" you dry yourself and take the stool you normally used to shave and sit on it while on Aizawa's side

He just mumbles something and start to snore lightly.

You smile at the scene, he was always a sweetheart with you, putting you first, even if you had to cancel a lot more plans than he had because of work, the day you two meet was while he was working, and you were on your way to your flight, it was out of a novel type of meeting.

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It was supposed to be a normal Friday, you were going on your vacation, and decided to walk to the airport, you decided that it was the only type of exercise you would do on your vacation, since you were going to eat a lot of everything no matter the place.

But while calmly walking and admiring the orange sky, some guys passed running way too close to you, the last one actually picked you up and started caring you!!!

"HELP!" you shouted and started struggling trying to get the man to release you, to no avail

"Calm down princess, we just want the cops to not shoot"

"YOU SHUT UP!" you screamed and punched his throat making him stumble and drop you on the ground.

You landed in a bad way over your arm, you heard something crack, but the adrenaline pumping in your veins made it impossible to feel any pain.

You heard footsteps coming to you and see that a pro was following them, one of the guys grabs you and point a knife to your neck.

"Stop or I'll slice her throat!" The pro stops a few meter away and glares at the villain.

The villain rise you to your feet and gives a maniac laugh "poor hero! I know that you won't forget her face after this-"

Since you had both arms free, and had a brain, you decided to not let him kill you, so as logically as anyone would think, you decided to grab his balls and squeeze them as strongly as you could, and sadly for him, you were really angry.

The villain releases you and falls to his knees, you take the opportunity to run to the pro.

The dark haired hero put quirk canceling handcuffs on both of them, he looks back at you and makes sign to get you closer, you do as told and, and he put his hand on your right arm, you scream at that and holds your arms close to your chest "FUCK!"

He nods to himself "the police and ambulance are already on their way, you shouldn't have done that, what would happen if he had cut your throat in impulse?"

"Then I would die" you look at him with a poker face "so what? Now I will have to get a license and won't be able to work for the next 3 months, GREAT!" you groan frustrated and glare at your own arm.

"You almost died and care more about your job?" He asks confused.

"Not exactly, I just got my vacation, and now I have to postpone for a few days, just so I can get used to the cast, this suck" you sigh and let your head fall forward.

"You just need to ask for your friend's help, why would that be difficult?" He looks back at the handcuffed villains and then looks the siren noise finally starts to be heard.

"I don't have friends" you say and look up at him "so again, it will be difficult to do things with a cast"

You two were silenced by the ambulance and the police car arriving almost at the same time, you were checked and told that you would go to the hospital, but before they closed the door the hero came back into view.

"You said you don't have friends so... would you like my help?"

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Since then, you both had so much fun together, you started to pass more and more time with each other.

Until you asked him out on a date, and here you are, watching him on the bathtub taking a nap.

You smile at the scene and goes next to him, and start giving butterfly kisses all over his face to wake him up.

Aizawa wakes up and looks at you sleepy, you smile at his cute face "the water must be getting cold, come on, I already ordered food from your favorite restaurant" you help him up and dry him when he steps out of the bathtub, giving small kisses all over.

"You don't need to do this... I'm actually quite against this..." you chuckle and shake your head

"You work hard every day and night, always finds time to go watch a movie that I want, or go to a place that I like, you stay at school until late to help your students, or to help Yamada with paperwork, you are also thinking about getting the temporary guard of that little girl Eri" you put his towel around his waist and ties it there "It's my time to help you" you kiss his shoulder "and take care of the man I adore"

He nodded, permitting your plans to pamper the shit out of him.

You take a hold of his hand and brings him to the bedroom, where there were some candles and light blue rose petals, some relaxing song was playing, and the few scented candles were weak and just enough to help him relax.

"You got my favorite ones... " he looks at the light blue petals and gives a sad smile "thank you..."

You know that he is thanking for the flower, since the color always reminds him of his late friend, but when you two talk about it, you never ask about the accident, and just ask about everything else about him and their time together, so to Shouta when you show or talk about his late friend only good memories surge, and not the dreadful one, which he is quite thankful for.

"You're welcome, now lay down on the bed, stomach down and ass up" he looks at you suspiciously "I won't play with your ass today, don't worry, I will give you a massage"

He sits on the bed "since when do you know how to make these?"

You huff and put on one of his shirts "I took classes, so that I could help you de-stress, now lay down and let me help you"

He sighs thinking how this is a terrible idea, but smiles and comply at the end 'she learned something just to help me...'

You start on his feet, massaging with care a trying to remember what he told you on the classes.

Aizawa closed his eyes and thought about the time before this relationship, he would probably have taken a quick shower, ate some leftovers and slept the rest of the time, then woke up and go to work.

Having you is a luxury he wants to have every day.

Shouta knows that it's selfish of him to think like that, but you are so good to him, always has been.

When he was tired it seemed like you had a sixth sense to know, you would tell him to lay his head on your lap and would pet his hair while talking about your day with a sweet a low toned voice, he would always wake up on the bed, you said that you woke him up and brought him to the room, but he doesn't remember waking up at all.

Your hair was beautiful, your eyes gorgeous, your nose cute, the way you tilt your head before asking a question, the little mole you have on your eyelid, that can only be seen when your eyes are closed.

He really adores you.

The massage is so fucking good, you said you took a few classes??? He doesn't believe you.

Your hands go gradually up to his legs, then his lower back, his upper back, and you finish on his neck, when you had finished the feet he was already napping.

You hoped that the massage was good and that it would help him, you were going to wake him, but your phone buzzed signaling that your food was here.

You get up, pick the phone up and go to the door where you greet the delivery guy.

"Having a good night?" You ask while hiding half of your body behind the door

"Yes ma'am! Here's your order" he gives you your package which you quickly put on the table and return with your cellphone showing the qr code

"Here, have a great end of day" he smiles back at you and goes away.

You lock the door and put the table for the two of you.

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Shouta wakes up feeling extremely relaxed, but something was missing, he looks around and see that the candles were off, only the scented one was light 'smart girl' he smiles at the thought of you, and notices how his body is super light.

He gets up and adjust the towel around his waist, his mood is a lot better now, but while hungry his facial expression still was an angry glare, he looked at his reflection in the mirror and frowns, you always had a carefree and relaxed expression, and he was starting to get aging lines, were you really only 5 years younger?

He sighs and opens the door not bothering to put on clothes, he sees you putting the table up and sees the package for his favorite sushi place and frowns.

You look back at him and smile "I was about to wake you up"

Aizawa gets closer to you "You shouldn't have done that, my favorite restaurant is too expensive to order if it isn't an especial occasion"

You shake your head "We are celebrating my promotion, also I got a fat bonus~" you sit and point serves you both some wine.

"Let's celebrate and relax" you start eating happy for the high quality product.

...

After eating you washed the dishes against Shouta's wish, but he did put the plates away.

"So... is there anything else you wanted to do?" You look at your boyfriend and see his relaxed body and face, much better than the angry wet cat that had arrived earlier.

He steps closer to you and looks into your eyes "I want to do you"

You blush heavily "this isn't about me today..." you pout

He shakes his head "I love when I see your facial expressions, and your voice screaming my name is my favorite song, now please... let me hear you sing" he holds your face with both hands and give you a peck on the lips.

You nod and close your eyes, going with the flow.

His pecks turn into kisses, that he cover your face with it, very slowly "my beautiful. Kind. Sweet. And caring girlfriend. Taking such a good care of me. You think that I didn't notice how the house is cleaner than when I left?" His kisses start to go lower to your throat "always so caring... you also need to de-stress a little. Let me help you" his hand start to travel down thru your body.

You sigh from how kind he is being, normally he would kneel and eat you out like he was a starved man, then he would proceed to fuck your brains out on the dinner table, but right now he wasn't stressed from work, or angry about the villains attacking even in this bad weather.

You should do this more often...

"Stop spacing out and focus on me" he bites your earlobe, and you gasp focussing on him, you only now notice his hands on your thigh and on your breasts under the shirt, he gave both a little squeeze which made you whimper and tremble under his hands.

"S-sorry..." he kissed your collarbone and bite your neck

"Let's go to our bed, it's been some time since we used it for something that isn't sleeping" you felt a shiver going all over your body from how low his voice got.

"Y-yeah! Let's do that!" You turn around to go to the bedroom, but he stops you by picking you up, you hug his neck and blush heavily again "hey! You surprised me!"

"Good, that was the intention" as he walks to the bedroom you hear something falling, when you look behind him, you see that he dropped the towel, and now you have a perfect place to see his butt.

"Why is your ass better than mine?" You pout and notice that you are now on the bedroom

"If you exercise more you would also have a nice and firm ass like mine, but I do prefer pudding"

"Pudding?" He lays you down on the bed with your back to the ceiling and stomach to the bed.

Shouta give your ass a bite, and you laugh "oh! Pudding! Now I get it"

He chuckles and kiss where he had bitten "mine..." he says in a sweet voice and hugs your waist for some time.

Then he raises and turn you around, now facing him "would you allow me to make love with you?"

You blush and smile, caressing his face "of course" you take the opportunity to untie his hair, that had been tied since the bath 'next time I will wash his hair'

Shouta smiles and kiss you slow and passionately.

This was different from normal, and so good, so sweet, you feel his hands going down again and opening your legs.

His fingers caressed your entrance, he broke the kiss and brought his fingers to his face "so wet for me already, how kind of you" his fingers go down again but this time he makes circling movements on your clit.

You sigh from the stimulation and pull his face close to you again "please, I want more Shouta" you open your mouth begging for more kisses.

He complies and kiss you passionately again, his second hand come up and fondle with your breast, sometimes pinching your nipple.

Everything he did was so slow that you felt like drowning in him, his taste, his scent, his skin touching yours, you were drowning in him and him in you.

After 2 years of relationship you two knew what the other liked or needed, and this was something new, that both needed this very much and neither knew.

His fingers went inside you slowly and curved slightly, then he moved it at the same pace as before, slow enough to tease but fast enough to stimulate.

You part the kiss again "more... please! More!" You move your hips to feel more and put your hand over his that was on your breast and squeeze it asking for more pressure.

"Such a nice way to beg... do you think you can take it? I want to feel you around me"

You knew that you needed more preparation, since Shouta was the biggest you ever had, and he stretched you to your limit every time, you remember that the first time you two had the sensation was the same as losing your virginity, but he asked so nicely... and by the looks of it he will be very loving, so you nod in confirmation.

He smiles at you and lined himself on your entrance.

Now that you think about it, it looks like he was hard for some time now, the purplish head and the pulsating vein make it obvious that he has been holding himself back.

"My eyes are up here~" he mocks, and you look at him, like... you really look at him, and you decide to drop the bomb.

The L bomb hadn't been dropped by neither of you, even after 2 years, both afraid of the other leaving after they got attached, but... you were already attached, and he has such a dangerous job, you never know what will happen, so you decide to let it be known.

"Aizawa Shouta... I love you"

He looked astonished at you and gave you a wobbly smile "I love you too" as he said that he penetrated into you and gave you a deep kiss with a lot of tongue to distract you from the discomfort.

Aizawa keep pushing until all of him was inside, he part the kiss and sighs relieved "you are always what I need to make a shitty day much better"

You shudder from his deep voice and put your hands on his shoulder "I'm glad that I can put your mind at ease in though days" you kiss his nose and he smiles back at you.

He gives a small trust, and you respond with a small moan, encouraging him.

Shouta gives slow and shallow trusts, letting you get comfortable.

You lick your lips and wiggle your hips trying to get more of him in "please move! Your going too slow!" He chuckles and bites your neck

"I had totally forgotten this" he takes your shirt off "there, all mine " he said in a sweet tone and hugged you close, letting both chest press against each other.

Shouta starts moving faster, and the way his body squeezed you was suffocating in a good way, you start scratching him as soon as he's hips start clapping against yours, the pressure on your belly.

'So close' the position had his cock rubbing against your favorite spot deliciously you were taking short breaths with your eyes glossy from pleasure.

But the feeling of you around him, your nails on his back and your small moans and whimpers, everything about you was intoxicating, Shouta bites your necks, then your shoulder, and start to bite you all over leaving marks on you "mine..." he said again and started pounding on you.

It was so sudden that you couldn't hold back a high pitched moan followed by a whimper "Shouta!"

He bites your nipple and suck it while fucking you, holding your body against him by the hips.

Shouta was going to be kind and have a slow and sweet sex with you, but the way you drive him crazy with so little, he wants to ravish you, but decides against it.

One of his hands go to your clit and rub circles on it making your body tremble, and you arch your back wanting more "Shouta!"

His thrusts got sloppier, now going faster "close... so close" he laid his head on your shoulder.

The feeling of his dick kissing you womb hurt in a good way, the way he knew you loved "close!"

You came first, creaming on his dick while arching your back, his thrusts got sloppier he bites your shoulder and grunts while coming on your stomach.

He sits up and looks down at you, and your stomach covered in cum and your fucked out face with pride.

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I had already wrote this, I still am on hiatus, I'm just posting it here, since the other plataforms already have it

[angel-riki]

Dazed & Dreaming {Ch. 3 }

summary: Y/N's life was always quite normal, some may even consider it boring. However, Y/N enjoyed her simple life and the little pleasures it brought. Unfortunately, that all changed the day she found out her best friend's biggest secret. Her discovery leads her down a rabbit hole of a new and confusing world she never knew existed. She must now navigate this new life filled with love, fear, and the supernatural. What awaits her down this path?

pairing: enhypen x reader (vampire au)

warnings: light swearing

word count: 1,658

chapters: [Ch.1] [Ch.2] [Ch.4]

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God, the weekend can't come soon enough. You sighed as you strolled through the hall to go grab the books for your next class. As you approached your locker, you noticed Heeseung was there waiting for you. He was hard to miss since he towered over all of the lockers. Has he always been this tall? Your heart fluttered and you couldn't keep from smiling. He waved at you as you got closer.

"Hey, Y/N!" he said cheerfully.

"Hello," you replied, "What are you doing here? Not that I mind or anything!" You tried not to sound rude, you were just confused. Your schedules were completely different and his locker was in an entirely different wing than yours. Usually, you only saw each other at lunch.

"I just thought I'd come see you...I missed you," he admitted.

You were not ready for that answer. It was like he was trying to make you fall in love with him. Your face was burning up, you probably looked ridiculous.

"Oh, that's really sweet. I missed you too," you returned his kindness with a giggle.

Now, it was his turn to blush. He looked away from you, trying to contain his smile. It seemed like you had the same effect on him that he had on you.

Heeseung ended up walking you to your next class, chatting on the way. You were sad you only got to talk for a few minutes, but you'd see him soon since lunch was right after.

You set your stuff down at your desk and pulled out your books. As everyone settled into class, your teacher announced that today was going to be a work day. You were relieved because you had a couple of assignments you desperately needed to catch up on. You cracked your knuckles before getting to work. You managed to focus surprisingly well, considering Heeseung was taking up 90% of your thoughts. You ended up getting completely caught up with all of your assignments before the bell rang. Feeling accomplished, you packed up your books and headed to the cafeteria.

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You looked around for Jake and Heeseung like usual, tray in hand. You spotted them sitting with three other boys that you didn't recognize. Two of them were blonde and the other had black hair. Maybe they're those other boys that Jake and Heeseung talked about, you thought while heading to their table. Jake looked up from their conversation and noticed you approaching them.

"Hey, Y/N!" He smiled wide while motioning for you to sit next to him. The rest of the boys looked up and noticed you as well. You waved at them all, a bit intimidated. As you joined them, Jake introduced you all. "Everyone, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Sunoo, Jungwon, and Niki," he explained. You smiled at the new faces,

"Hello, nice to meet you all," you said with a gentle smile. Wow, they're all so cute, you thought. Were all of Jakes friends this good looking? The three boys stared back at you in awe.

"Wow, you're Y/N? Jake has told us so much about you!" Sunoo chimed in excitedly. He really reminded you of a puppy.

"Yeah, he talks about you a lot," Niki admitted.

"It's nice to finally meet you!" Jungwon added with kind eyes.

You became less tense as you heard their words. You were touched, Jake really talks about me that much? You looked over at him and you noticed his cheeks were dusted pink. Why does he seem embarrassed? You decided not to think into it too much as the boys carried on their conversation.

"Where's Sunghoon? Shouldn't he be here by now?" Niki asked, confused.

"He had lunch detention so he'll probably get here pretty late, if at all," Jake said. They all chuckled. None of them looked surprised, a few even rolled their eyes. This seemed to be a common occurrence.

Everyone continued on talking and eating for a few minutes before the boys suddenly perked up and began waving at someone. You turned around to see who they were waving at.

Oh no.

It was that strange boy you had run into in the hall last week. The universe just loved making you uncomfortable, apparently.

"Sunghoon, you're here!" Sunoo exclaimed happily.

"How did you get out of detention?" Jungwon asked.

"I got up and left." Sunghoon said like it was obvious.

"Didn't the teacher try to stop you?" Heeseung joined in.

"No, she went to the bathroom."

The boys laughed and shook their heads. Sunghoon sat down at the table as Jake began to introduce you once again,

"Sunghoon, this is Y/N-"

"Oh, we've met." Sunghoon cut him off, grinning as his eyes went to you. The rest of the boys looked slightly confused.

"Uh yeah, we're in the same english class. I didn't know he was a friend of yours," you chuckled nervously as you tried to explain yourself. You didn't want anyone to get any weird ideas since Sunghoon seemed like he was trying to imply something else.

"Ah, that makes sense," Heeseung said. They all nodded, understanding now.

"So, how did you get detention this time?" Niki asked, changing the subject.

"I didn't do my homework." Sunghoon answered.

"What class was it for?" Jungwon questioned.

"English."

Jake perked up at his answer. "Oh, you should have Y/N help you! She's great at english and you're both in the same class, it's perfect!'" He explained. You shot Jake a look for volunteering you.

"What a good idea, Jake." Sunghoon turned to you,  smirking with his tongue in his cheek. "Whaddaya say, Y/N?"

"Uh, yeah sure," You laughed awkwardly and accepted his request, not wanting to appear rude. Although you really did not want to.

"Great, I'll see you after school," he said, pleased with the way things were playing out. You weren't expecting to start today, but you weren't about to argue with him.

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The end of the day finally came as you checked the time and sighed. Time to go meet up with Sunghoon. You grumbled as you headed to the library. How did I let myself get roped into this?

You entered the library and looked around for the dark-haired boy. You noticed him sitting far off in a corner by himself. As you walked over to him, you realized he didn't have any of his books or work with him.

"Where are your books?" You asked, confused.

"Eh, I didn't feel like bringing them," he said, uninterested.

"Why would you ask for my help if you clearly don't want to do the work?" He was starting to get on your nerves.

"Because I wanted to see you, obviously," he said smugly.

You scoffed before sitting down next to him and pulling out your books for him to use. You weren't going to let him off this easy.

"Well lucky for you, I have my books with me. So let's get started," you retorted. He rolled his eyes at you. "Hey, you wanted this, not me." You said, holding your hands up defensively. He sighed and accepted defeat as you opened the book and began going over the assignment.

You had only been working for about 15 minutes but you were already over it. Tutoring him was like pulling teeth. You would put in the effort to thoroughly explain something to him, just for him to write down the most half-assed answer ever. And what made things even more frustrating was that you could tell he understood everything perfectly, he wasn't dumb. He was actually quite smart, he just didn't care and didn't want to care. You quickly realized he didn't actually even need your help. Your patience was wearing thin as he began tapping his pencil against the table rather loudly.

"Can you please stop that?" you asked, unamused.

"Anything for you, princess." The nickname dripped off of his tongue so naturally. Too naturally. You rolled your eyes and turned back to your book. Yet, your heart was beating faster than you'd like to admit.

You continued working, but after a while he stopped listening and just began staring at you. You didn't want to give in. You carried on while trying to ignore him. Sadly, you failed. You turned to face him, visibly uncomfortable.

"Are you even paying attention?" You asked.

"Not to the work, just to you." He answered honestly.

Why were your cheeks getting hot?

"Why do you keep doing that?" you questioned, irritated.

"Doing what?" He said with a teasing grin.

"Saying weird things," you said, "Do you like making me uncomfortable or something?"

"Yeah, I do. It's fun. Plus, you look really cute when your flustered." He stated simply.

You hated to admit it, but he did have an affect on you. You convinced yourself that it was just because of his good looks. There was no way you actually liked him, right? Right? Either way, you were not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he had such an effect on you. You stood up and gathered your things, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. You were frustrated in more ways than one.

"Aw, leaving so soon, princess?" he asked.

"Yes. You're driving me crazy." You replied, already heading towards the library doors.

"Yeah, in a good way." He said, satisfied with himself.

You pretended not to hear his last remark as you left.

After exiting the building, you finally felt like you could breathe again. God, Sunghoon was suffocating to be around. Jake, why did you have to befriend such a jackass?

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Hello! Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I tried to pick up the pace and add some more ~romance~ hehehe. I also finally introduced all of the boys except Jay (don't worry he'll come into the picture very soon). Until next time!

~Elle <3

[straykidsworldwild]

Duskwood

Phil Hawkins x MC

Part 2 (2/2) : MC and Phil have lunch but it doesn't turn out as planned.

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Heyy guys!! Here's (2/2) of part2! 😁

(I just made the collage. Credits go to the creators of Duskwood and owners of the pics)

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- Why didn't he want you to have a break? He asks me gently, sounding confused.

- Because I arrived late by one minute this morning, I respond to his question. I look up at Phil as I hear him chuckling. He doesn't believe me...

- Right… he says before looking down at me. I give him a look, showing him that I am being serious. That's enough reason for my boss... Oh, you're being serious? He asks me with surprise. I nod positively as I notice the exasperation growing over his face. What are you waiting for to change your job? He then asks me as we are walking through a small path. Green grass is surrounding it accompanied by flowers. There are two benches every 50 meters. It's one of the most peaceful areas in Duskwood. That's where I usually go by when I need to clear my head. It’s just sad, in a way, that it is next to might work… Oh well...

- Trust me. I looked everywhere. But have you seen a lot of job offers around Duskwood lately? I haven't, I answer to the man as we approach a wooden bench. We take a seat on it while he puts down his bag.

- You could work with me at the Aurora, he proposes to me, using a suggestive tone mixed with a hopeful one.

- Mmmh... I'm not sure it'll be a good idea, I reply and smile playfully to his comment.

- Why not? He asks me, looking a little disappointed. He's actually being serious...

- Well, one, because the others would start to wonder why I am working at your bar, I say as I pull one finger out. Two, will you still manage to work? Won't I be distracting you? I question him playfully, pulling a second finger out while smirking. I know he takes it seriously and I do too, but it makes the atmosphere lighter this way. There's no need to fall on an argument because of that… and Phil is the last person I want to argue with.

- Well, I admit having the beautiful sight you'll be giving me constantly will clearly take my mind off work but, I'm sure I'll manage, he responds with his charming smile, which is contagious, as he enters my game. It's impossible to not smile when he does. I smile as I feel my cheeks lightly burning. It's awful how easy he makes me blush... Phil begins to open it before I hear him rummaging in a plastic bag. Oh… I didn't take anything to eat… I look away, getting nervous. I don't get why he makes me so nervous. It's… a weird feeling. It's a crazy feeling. Here, for you, I turn my head and look at what he is holding to me. Oh…! Cobb salad with a fork, something to drink, he pulls out a bottle of water and gives it to me. I take it. And I heard someone liked dark chocolate so I got some, he tells me, pulling a tablet of chocolate out of his bag. It's terrible… I can't control myself. I can't stop smiling, appreciating his attention.

- My favorite! How did you know? I ask him happily as stars must be filling my eyes. I mean, chocolate is just everything! Phil laughs amused and winks at me. You asked Jessy? I demand him with surprise, yet, kind of… scared of his answer. I don't know why I'm scared about Jessy finding out I accepted to have lunch with her brother. Is this a date in the end?

- No, why would I ask my sister? He asks me back, frowning confused.

- Because she knows me well. And I thought you would have told your sister about this lunch, I simply replied to Phil, telling him my thoughts on how he might have done things before coming here.

- Well, I didn't, he answers calmly, shaking lightly his head left to right. I nod understandingly, keeping a small smile. Did you? He then asks me. I look up at him and start shaking my head negatively. Though, before I could say a word, I was being interrupted.

- MC? Phil? I widen my eyes in surprise to Phil before I turn my head to look at the person. She approaches us, smiling and looking confused at the same time. How…? What are you two doing here? Asks us, Jessy, coming to stand before the both of us. She looks at me with her usual smile, waiting for an answer. Oh God… What am I supposed to tell her? Will she take the truth well? What will she think? I hold onto my fork nervously as I give her a shy smile.

- I saw MC having lunch here by herself while I was walking around so I stopped by to talk a bit, responds, Phil, getting me out of this awkward and nerve wracking situation.

- Mmmh... Shouldn't you be at the bar? She asks him back, looking suspicious. It's hard to hide things from Jessy. Especially since she knows us well… Too well...

- It's pretty empty at this time, Jessy. It's noon. Why do you think I'm eating too? He says and asks her back, sounding calm but also a little annoyed that she stays here and asks all of those questions. I mean… I love Jessy but I'm going to die of nervousness here. I hate keeping secrets from her… Especially when it involves her brother.

- Right, she tells him, not so satisfied by the answer. When does your break end, MC? She then asks me.

- I have to get back in, in like... 15 min or so, I respond to her, looking up at my best friend after checking the time on my phone.

- Let me guess, your boss is being the same dick as ever? She tells me, looking sorry for me. Jessy knows absolutely everything about what my boss said or did to me or my colleagues.

- Bull eyes, I reply, nodding positively. I see Jessy weakly shaking her head left to right, upset with my boss. Oh! Oh, Jessy, before I forgot, could you stop by my mother's for me, please? She wasn't well because of… You know, the loss of my uncle, and I think she needs to take her mind off a little bit, I demand her gently as I know mom considers Jessy like her second child. I'm sure she would be happy to see her. Though, it was hard for me to mention Uncle Alex. Harder than I thought.

- Oh right, I wanted to send you a message. I am so sorry about your uncle, MC. Alex was amazing, she apologizes sincerely to me, her eyes showing sadness. Jessy knees Uncle Alex as well. Duskwood is a small town and, well, Jessy was often at home so she knew him too.

- Thanks… I thank her with a small smile as I frown sadly. I tried...

- Well, I have to get back to work before Richy thinks I quit, she tells us playfully. I smile at her comment. It's true, I think Richy would be lost without her at work. Don't be a dick to her, Phil. I'll know each of your moves, anyway, she warns her brother as she begins to walk away.

- Right… he simply says, sounding annoyed. It was almost as if he didn't mumble to himself. I hear Jessy softly laughing before she finally leaves. I follow her with my eyes before meeting Phil's ones. So gorgeous... So I'm guessing you didn't tell her either, he says with a smirk.

- We all have our secrets, don't we? I reply to the boy before winking back.

- We do, he agrees. The two of us continue eating our lunch as time is passing by. I don't have much time and I won't be able to eat anything before tonight. It's going to be long until then… I look up as I hear a car honking. A little breeze hit my face and pushed back some of my hair. A lock came over my cheek so I gently pushed it away. The sun is so bright in the sky today. You look tired, MC, he suddenly tells me. I do…? I'm not surprised...

- I didn't sleep well. I didn't sleep much. I couldn't with... You know, I answer to Phil as my lock of hair comes over my face again. Though, I couldn't mention my uncle a second time. I couldn't bring myself to do it.

With his hand, he reaches the lock of hair and pushes it gently back behind my ear. Oh… Once again, our eyes meet. As always, there is this connection. They're so deep and… Gorgeous. I mean… How can you not get lost in them? For a moment, we stare at each other as if nothing was surrounding us anymore. I want to get closer to him. I want to know him a little more than I already do. You can't imagine how strong the feeling is… But all of this is so scary. I notice Phil's eyes falling on my lips a few times, desire seen behind them. He is as eager as last night. Without controlling it, I smile at the boy before breaking our look. And back to reality… How can a simple look be so intense? Biting lightly on my lower lip, I feel some heat on my face.

- You're so cute, MC, he tells me with a smile, his voice sounding so… Deep and lovely. I feel myself blushing a little more to the sound of his words.

- And you're a little Devil because you do see that you're making me nervous, I tell him with a chuckle as I push him playfully. Phil laughs along with me before he grabs my hand in his. Oh… My body tenses up due to the surprise and the nervousness he is giving me. But it soon relaxes under his comforting hold. I look down at our hands loving the feeling of being held. Not alone. His hand is so soft and warm. I slowly move my hand and intertwin my fingers with his. Phil lets me do and actually holds it back with a firm, but gentle tight. It's so comforting. I look back up at him and see that the man has been staring at me for a moment actually.

- I do. But blush looks good on you, he suddenly tells me, commenting my previous sentence. Oh come on… How did my heart not give up yet? The two of us smile at each other, sparks certainly illuminating my eyes. I don’t need to see my reflection to know it… This feeling of happiness is enough to say how I feel about him. It’s actually betraying me...

- Hey, Phil, I suddenly hear an unfamiliar voice which gets me out of my thoughts. What…? I retrieve my hand from Phil’s and look at where the voice came from. A blonde is approaching us. Oh… I’ve seen her at the Aurora before. She was “close” with Phil usually. Didn't expect to see you out of your bar, she tells him with a flirtatious look. Right...

- Hey, Lola, I have a life too outside the bar, he responds to the girl, sounding just as annoyed as when Jessy was here. Actually, he sounded more than annoyed. But I can’t describe this feeling...

- Yeah, apparently, she tells him as she looks at him up and down with hungry eyes. Oh please… I look away, staying quiet. What are you doing here anyway? She asks him, putting her hands in her back jean pockets, winding-up. Like it’s not already obvious what you’re trying to do...

- I'm with a good friend, answers, Phil, not revealing anything about this lunch. Right… It’s better this way. Reluctantly, I look up at the girl and give her a small smile. The girl looks at me up and down, clearly judging or being bothered by my presence.

- Right... She says before looking back at Phil and smiles at him. Maybe I should go… I feel like I'm being too much here right now. Can I see you, tonight? I need a little distraction and I'm sure you do too, she asks and tells him with that same flirtatious tone.

- No. I'd rather not, responds, Phil, not even taking time to think of the answer.

- Oh come on, tell me you don't need to relax a little bit. I'm sure the last few days must have been stressful. I could help you with that, she replies with the same annoying flirtatious tone while biting her lower lip and twerking some of her hair with her finger. And Phil liked that…?

- No, it was pretty calm, he tells her, shaking his head lightly. My absolutely not confident self kicks in again… Is he telling her "no" because he knows I want to hear this? Is he doing it because he really doesn't want anything with her? Or will he contact her right after I go back to work? Is it just a play from him? I look away upset and thoughtful. It was going so well...

- Fine, as you want. You know my number if you change your mind, she tells him, sounding disappointed at first but quickly uses that annoying voice and tone again. Even better… Of course he has her number… Well, he can do whatever he wants. We're nothing technically. Just friends. And I'm not jealous of this girl. I just don't like it… The girl leaves us, swaying her hips. Oh God… seriously? Watch where you're going instead...

- I'm sorry… apologizes to me, Phil. I look up at him, disappointed and… I guess, hurt. I'm not disappointed by him. I guess I just don't understand why I didn't see it coming...

- No, it's fine, I say standing up from the bench. I mean, you're mister popular-with-women and it's obvious we couldn't avoid this… I say with a serious tone, a point of jealousy in my voice. I think it's the first time I ever hear this emotion in my own voice. I mean… I'm not jealous… am I? Well… I guess I am...

- No, MC, I'm serious. I don't… He quickly tells me, interrupting me while standing up from the bench as well.

- MC! I suddenly hear someone calling my name. Really? We can't be alone for 30 seconds? I turn around and see Angie approaching rapidly. Oh… I know we're next to the restaurant but why is she here? She should be working... Sorry to interrupt but I just wanted to tell you that you have 2 minutes left before the boss comes to look for you. I'm kind of keeping him in my sight so he doesn't come yelling unnecessary at you again, she tells me seriously, having my back. Thank God for having her as my colleague! She actually saved me from two situations… My boss and Phil's...

- Thanks, Angie, I thank my friend. The girl nods before turning around and starting to run toward the restaurant. I face Phil again, watching the boy looking at me with a small frown. He looks… A little nervous? Disappointed? I have to go, Phil. Sorry, I tell him while shaking my head lightly. Thanks for lunch, I give him a quick and very small smile. I turn around, not waiting for his answer and start to walk toward my work place.

- Will you call me? He asks me, coming after me. I stop and turn around again. Once you're out of work, will you call me? I think we need to discuss what happened, he tells me with a surprisingly pleading tone. Hum… Please, MC, he pleads me all of a sudden. I stare at him a little moment, actually surprised by his tone… Of his emotions. I'm lost… I'm not sure what to believe anymore. Maybe the lunch wasn't right after all? Or was it? So much happened in half an hour...

- Maybe... See you, Phil, I reply with a small nod. Phil lightly nods back to me all while he looks down. He’s... Hurt? It’s actually weird to see this expression on his face...

Without another word, I turn around and walk back to the restaurant before my boss comes looking for me. I already don't know what's going to happen since Phil "argued" with him…

My afternoon passes slowly… Slower than this morning. And just like my boss said, I couldn’t leave work before 6pm… Anyway, I’ve done my day, that’s the most important thing. I mean… One of the most. I wanted to go to my mother’s to bring her the little surprise and to spend some time with her. I wanted to see her. It’s been hard lately for the both of us. I need my mom just as much as she probably needs me. When I reached her front door, I knocked on it, but nobody answered. I knocked again, but still, nobody answered. I took my phone out and only noticed then that my mother had contacted me. Why didn't I look at my phone first…?

- “Hey, baby. I’m going to go see Sarah around 5:30pm so I don’t think I’ll be home when you’ll come see me. I’m sorry, MC.” I read her first message. Oh, she’s not home... “Jessica came to see me this afternoon. You told her to come, didn’t you? Well, I’m glad you did, baby. It felt really nice to see a familiar face and to talk about everything and anything other than the situation we are living currently. Thanks, baby.” I read her second message which brought a soft smile on my face. She’s still sad, I can tell, but she seems to have also realized that life isn’t done for her. My uncle is gone, but not us. We still have to live. That’s what Uncle Alex would want us to do anyway… I know it. I crack a small smile again despite the sad frown. Tomorrow is going to be another long and emotional day… I let my little surprise for mom in front of her front door and walk back home. We live ten minutes from each other’s house. I don’t need my car…

Three hours have passed and I am sitting on the floor of my living-room. A piece of paper is set before me, I am holding a pencil and the TV is on. However, I am not watching it. I only have it on to have some noise in the background. The night has fallen and a small warm light is illuminating the living-room. I am preparing my speech for tomorrow. I’ve been trying to write it for… For a good hour and half now. I have so much to say… And yet, I can’t find a way to say them. It’s hard to find the right words. I try. I wrote a dozen drafts already but all of them sucked. It’s so hard to say how I feel. I don’t open up like this easily. And it’s hard to recount a memory when I know that… It just won’t ever happen again. Not with Uncle Alex at least… I had so many good family moments with him and mom. Vacances… Festivals… When I graduated… My birthdays and Christmases… So many good and memorable moments. I think what blocks me is that, no matter how I try to put it in words, there's just not this magic or this thing that made this moment amazing for me. I just want it to be perfect…

Suddenly, I hear my cell phone buzzing. I gasp as I get out of my thoughts. I wasn’t ready to hear it buzzing… I look at the I.D. caller before answering the call.

- Hey… I say to my best friend. I sounded tireder than I thought… What time is it anyway?

- What did you do or say to my brother? She asks me with a confused tone, actually interrupting me. Huh? What is she talking about?

- Wh... I... I'm sorry, I don't follow, I respond to Jessy with a confused tone. I put the pencil down and lean back to lay against the sofa. I look up at the ceiling, frowning confused. Why is she asking me what I’ve done to Phil? What does she mean by that?

- Phil. Did you say or do something to him? She asks me again, reformulating her question. She sounded just as confused as before. And not upset.

- Why would I have done something to Phil? I ask her back, not answering her question. I mean… Phil is certainly the last person I would hurt… I know I left him kind of on a disappointed note, but… I had to go back to work anyway.

- MC, he told me, she says with a slightly annoyed tone. Though, it wasn’t an annoyed tone to tell me I am bothering her, it was more in a way saying “I know, just spill it out”. He did…? What?

- About the lunch? I ask with an unsure tone. Yet, a point of sorry is heard in my voice as I know that I’ve hidden this from her. And I hate it to have hidden something like this from my best friend… We usually say everything to each other.

- About everything, she responds. Oh… Well, there’s no need for an explanation then… I guess... I've never seen Phil like this for a girl before. I almost didn’t believe him when he told me, she tells me, still sounding like she doesn’t believe what he… Did or said to her. He's really trying, you know? She suddenly tells me. Oh… Trying? I mean, it's true that he did put in some effort for lunch earlier today and he did reject the girl… Lola...

- I'm supposed to call him, I just… I admit to my best friend before pausing. I didn't forget to call Phil. I’m going to call him. I don't hold grudges and I don't dwell on a situation that didn't turn out the way I would have liked. I’m not like that. I just wanted to do the speech first... I am writing what I want to say to my uncle for his funeral tomorrow morning, I admit to Jessy as I stare blankly at the white paper in front of me.

- Oh, MC, I'm so sorry. I thought... You didn't reject Phil? She apologizes to me before a brief pause takes place. Then, she asks me a question, sounding confused. Reject? Now I am the one being confused.

- Reject? How can I reject your brother? He never asked anything, I ask her before stating a fact. I mean, shouldn't I be the one who thought I would get rejected?

- That idiot, I hear her mumbling with a disbelieving tone before sighing.

- I will call him. I just need to finish this first, I tell her my plan sincerely and seriously.

- He told me about Lola, too, she tells me. Oh God… Please, don't mention her. He told me what she said and the way she looked at you. He didn't like it. He hated that she looked at you as if you were a cockroach ready to be smashed and how she talked to him before you. He doesn't want you to think what's not true, she explains to me seriously. She's having her brother's back… It’s not surprising. That’s actually good that she’s having his back. But... How much did he tell her?

- And what's not true? I ask her. He's a womanizer. He's good looking. He owns a bar. He likes girls. That's his nature to run after them, I reply to Jessy, feeling so unsure about myself. Wait… Did I really just tell her that her brother is good looking…?

- MC... She calls me gently as I hear lightly sighing. He rejected her for you. He even deleted her number from his phone. Don't you see what this means? She admits and asks me. I look down with a light frown. He did this? I think it's the first time he actually comes to see me at work because he needs to talk, she says with seriousness, a point of disbelief heard in her voice. Work? Wasn't she with mom? She must have gone back to work after...

- “Comes”? As calling? I question her, unsure.

- “Comes” as walking inside Richy's garage, she corrects me. Oh… It's true that I've never seen Phil going to Richy's garage except for his car, maybe? I'm not even sure about that...

- Phil likes me like... A potential boyfriend would like his potential girlfriend? I mean... Not like he likes Lola? I demand her with a slight shy and confused tone. Yet, some hope in my voice. I hear Jessy softly giggling.

- Phil is Phil. He has his way to do things, which aren’t always the best, and his past. But I can tell you he isn't playing with you. I'd be the first one to yell at him for hurting you, she tells me seriously. She's the best! Wait… But I would never let her choose between Phil and I if things go wrong. I would rather want her to side with her brother than with me. Their siblings bond is much more important. Even though she means everything to me as my best friend. Anyway, there's still something off...

- Wait... You're not mad? I demand her with surprise. I mean, I was expecting her to kind of yell at me for not telling her the whole thing with Phil. Or to just yell at me for having lunch with her brother and maybe more… If it ever happens...

- Why would I be? She asks me back, confused and surprised by my question.

- You're my best friend and he's your brother. Isn't it weird to you? I remind her and ask her with a confused tone. I'm just really surprised...

- Well, I’m definitely caught between two stools but, if you two like each other I can't stop that, she replies sincerely which makes me smile. Why can't I control myself?! I keep smiling crazily when something involves Phil and I. I must be so obvious how I feel for him... I feel my cheeks slightly burning again. It's awful how I can blush so easily with that guy... He was right, it's cute how you blush when someone mentions you both, I hear Jessy saying with a playful tone. What…?

- How do you know I'm blushing? I ask her with a surprised tone as I widen my eyes.

- I didn't but now I do, she says as I hear her laughing. She tricked me… I laugh along with her, amused by how much she knows me. She doesn’t even need to see me anymore to know my facial expression. Anyway, I'm not going to get anything done right now… Maybe I should call Phil first and then get to my speech.

- Thanks, Jessy. I think I'm going to call Phil now, I tell her gently as I keep a small smile on my face.

- Okay. I'll go then. But don't tell him I called to tell you all of this, okay? She asks me with a giggle. Oh, she wasn’t supposed to tell me? The little Devil… I chuckle at her comment.

- Of course, I agree with her. Oh wait! I suddenly stopped her before she could hang up. Thanks again. For my mother this time. She told me that she was going to see her best friend. I'm sure your talk must have helped her realize that things are still going on and that it is just a hard moment to pass, I thank and say with sincerity to my best friend, holding the phone before my mouth as I put her on speaker.

- No problem, she replies with her usual cheerful tone. Oh, before I forget, I'll need your help tomorrow night, she tells me rapidly, sounding excited this time. Just in time… I was about to hang up… Let me guess...

- For your dress as the birthday girl? I demand her even though I already know the answer. I smirk.

- Exactly! She exclaims while giggling.

- Of course. Can you come to my place though? Tomorrow is another long day for me and… I ask with an unsure tone before trying to give her an explanation.

- No need to explain. I'll be here at 7:30p.m., is that alright for you? She responds and asks me.

- Perfect! Thanks Jessy. For everything, I thank my best friend truthfully. I hear her giggling cheerfully as usual before we say our goodbye and hang up.

My head is just so full of thoughts right now… With being concerned for my mother even though she is dealing with the loss of her brother at her pace, dealing with the loss of my uncle at my own pace as well, thinking about Phil, thinking about my stressful job, or more about how much money my boss owes me for cutting my pay so many times, thinking about all the work I have to get done for college… There’s just so much at once. I feel like I haven’t been resting for weeks… Why is it so complicated? Everything seems simple when I’m with Phil though… His calm behavior is just so relaxing and just his presence in general makes you feel comfortable and safe and… Good. Jessy is right, I should call him. What else do I have to do anyway? And let’s not lie to myself, I’m dying to call him to hear the sound of his voice...

[spidernerdsblog]

Seven

A/N : Inspired by Taylor Swift’s song Seven from the album folklore. This can be read as a standalone as well as a continuation of the Homecoming fic.

Pairing : Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Summary : The first time you and Peter met each other but destiny pulled you apart.

Warnings : none just soft feel good vibes.

"Oh Peter! You're a lifesaver." You exclaimed.

"Thank you so much for letting me copy your chemistry assignment." You breezed into his room dropping your backpack on his bed.

"You should not keep things for last minute Y/N." Peter advises.

"Now you also don't start." You huff as Peter arched his brows shaking his head.

"I know, I know I shouldn't but with this whole hydra base infiltration mission it completely slipped out of my mind."

"Plus organic chemistry is not my cup of tea." You shrugged.

"Says the literal beauty with brains Y/N Stark that's quite hard to swallow." He looked at you skeptically.

"Oh now you think I'm beautiful huh?" You raised a sly brow smirking.

"Umm no - I mean yeah - not like the way you're thinking." He stuttered.

"Relax I was just messing with you." You chuckled.

"But believe me I hate that subject. What will I do if benzene has a constant problem with its electrons?" You complained dramatically.

"It's not that hard as you think, you just need to practice the structures daily." Peter began his lecture on organic chemistry.

"And once you understand the reaction mechanism it will be a piece of cake. Like for example during oxidation reaction.." You cut him off, unable to bear anymore of Prof Parker's lecture on organic chemistry.

"It's boring! Boring! Peter I'm giving you a boring alert!" You exclaimed.

"And If I had to learn about organic chemistry why would I come to you for help I would have straight away gone to uncle Bruce only."

"Okay sorry I just got carried away you know…"

"Yeah I know it’s your favourite subject which helped you make your web fluid blah,blah, blah but I don't have time for that right now so tell me where is your file?" You scrambled on his desk.

"I need to copy it fast!" Peter arched his brow questioningly at you. You gave your signature Stark eye roll that you obviously inherited from your dad.

"I mean take notes and write it down on my own." You clarified.

"In the right drawer of my desk."

"Okay I'll take it. You can now go for your patrolling or whatever spidermaning stuff you do." You waved your hand shooing him away.

You went near his desk and opened the drawer and rummaged around the things in it. You finally found the file and took it out when something caught your eye beneath it. You brushed away the junk stuff on it to find a cute little pink bow most probably it belonged to some little girl because it was quite old and dirty. You took your time to admire it and then turned to Peter who was about to change into his suit.

"Peter, why do you have this pink bow in your drawer?" His eyes went wide darting towards you.

"Give that to me!" He snatched it away from your hand.

"Hey!" You protested. Peter turned around clutching on to the bow.

"Whose is it Peter?" You nudged him.

"No-no one’s." He fumbled

"C'mon tell me about this special girl whose bow you have kept all these years, and we are best friends right? Best friends don't keep secrets. " You made a pouty face.

"It's actually a long time ago nothing interesting to tell Y/N." You went and sat on his bed resting your elbows on your knees and placing your chin on your knuckles. You blinked your eyes giving him your undivided attention. He understood that you wouldn't budge and shook his head in defeat smiling sitting beside you.

"I met this girl once at this park, Aunt May used to take me every afternoon to play. I was around seven that time so was she. She was like a ray of sunshine but the only thing was that her life was covered by dark gloomy clouds." Peter narrated you the story of this mysterious girl from his childhood.

Peter was a socially awkward kid since childhood so he never had that many friends. It was a lovely day Peter was strolling in the park on his own.He heard some noise it seemed as if someone was crying and it came from behind the tree. He walked around to find a girl sitting under the tree crying and went near her.

"Why are you crying?"

She didn't say a word and just looked at him teary eyed. Peter kneeled in front of her.

"Are you lost? I can call my aunt, she can help you.'' Peter asked her sweetly.

"No." she replied weakly.

"Then why are you crying?" fresh tears rolled down her cheeks again.

"Please don't cry." He wiped her tears with his small hands.

"I'm Peter. What is your name?"

"I can't say. Daddy will not like it."

"Okay." he tried to keep the conversation going.

"You come here everyday?"

"Yes. This is my playtime but I don't have anyone to play with."

"I can play with you." She smiled in return.

"What do you wanna play?"

"I don't know, you say." he was about to suggest something when a middle aged lady appeared from behind, most probably her nanny.

"It's time to go home, miss." she informed. And the little girl silently got up and held her hand as the lady took her back to the car parked in front of the park.

"Peter!" May called out as Peter looked back.

"There you are, I was looking for you everywhere." May said as she followed Peter’s gaze.

"Who's she?"

"My new friend, she was very sad as she doesn't have anyone to play with."

"Aww poor girl."

"I said I'll play with her."

"That's so nice of you Peter, you are such a good boy." May ruffled his hair.

Next day Peter was excited to go to the park to meet his new friend. She was sitting under the exact same tree like yesterday he went and sat beside her talking with her for hours. She finally started to open up to him. Both of them now always eager for afternoons a slight escape from their lonely lives. As they enjoyed each other's company laughing and running around the playground.

"Hi"

Her eyes sparkled seeing Peter as if she was waiting for him.

"Hi Petey!'' she exclaimed with joy.

"Can I know your name now?"

"I told you I can't Petey."

"Then what do I call you?"

"Whatever you want." She shrugged.

"Okay let me think." Peter frowned thinking hard when suddenly his eyes twinkled.

"How about Betty?" He asked, all excited.

"I like Betty." She smiled softly. He sat beside you as you talked about your day.

"Today aunt May took me to the cemetery to offer flowers to my mom and dad. I really miss them you know. You're so lucky that you have both your parents"

"My daddy doesn't love me." She sniffles.

"Why is that so?"

"He is always mad at me. He doesn’t like me."

"Hey don't be sad I will always love you to the moon and to saturn."

"When I collect enough pocket money we will move to India okay? I read in a book that it's a beautiful place."

"You pack your dolls and sweaters and I'll pack my Legos. Just you and me. You will never be sad again"

"Okay Petey." she gave a wide smile.

…….

"Hi Betty"

"Hi Peter!"

"I brought you something Betty."

"What Peter?" He handed her a yellow rose.

"May says yellow rose means friendship. And this will always remind you of our everlasting friendship, of me. "

"But I didn't bring anything for you Petey." she pouted sadly.

"It's okay Betty." Something went through her mind.

"Wait!" she pulled one of her pink bows from her braids and handed it to Peter.

"Here take this. This will always remind you of me."

A black Mercedes pulled over near the gate of the park. Betty's eyes went to the car and Peter noticed her body stiffen as soon as she saw a black suited man in black sunglasses step out of the car. He was most probably her bodyguard.

"Hey what's wrong?"

"I need to go. Bye Peter!" She hastily got up from the ground and ran away towards the car. The man opened the door for her. She glanced at Peter as she got inside the car. Peter stood there at his place as he raised his hand to wave her goodbye she waved back too. The black glass windows rolled up blocking them from each other's sight.

"And then she left and never came back. I never got to see her again." Peter exhaled.

"Everyday I went to the park in the hope that I’ll get to see her again but she was gone." Peter took a deep breath sighing fiddling with the bow in his hand.

"I don't know where she is now but I hope she is happy in her life. And all her issues with her dad have been resolved."

"Yup indeed they have got resolved and they are in better terms now." You chuckled lowly as your heart felt heavy.

"Yeah hope so."

"I'm sorry." You murmured.

"Why are you sorry?"

"I'm sorry I didn't come to say goodbye to you."

"What? What do you mean?" Peter asked, confused.

"That bow is mine Peter." You said softly gazing at the bow in Peter’s hand. Peter went silent as a sudden realization dawned upon him his eyes went wide. How could he forget the most important thing about that day, the man who had come to pick up Betty was none other than Happy. That means you're Betty, his Betty.

"You know after all the feud between Stane and my dad. Dad didn't want me to stay in such a dangerous environment and decided to send me to a boarding school."

"The day I was being sent away I cried, begged him to let me to go and see you for one last time but he didn't let me. And I'm sorry Peter that I left like that."

You turned to grab your backpack and took out your diary from it. You opened a significant page of your diary and delicately took out a dried yellow rose.

"I kept this too in your memory." You hold it out in front of him. You both were trying to fight back your tears but finally broke down as tears trickled down your cheeks. Those weren't sad tears, those were tears of joy. Of finally meeting your long lost friend.

Peter couldn't believe that the always sad and scared girl he knew has grown up to be such a fearless, intelligent girl who speaks her mind without giving a damn what others think of her.

When you saw the bow in his drawer you instantly remembered everything that is why you nagged him on telling you the whole story. You wondered how can you both be so oblivious about the fact that you have known each other for years. How couldn't you recognize each other even when you promised each other to remember for lifetime. Maybe you were destined to cross paths and then forget each other to be reunited again for some reason which none of you understand.

"I missed you Betty." Peter sniffled, smiling.

"I missed you too Petey." You held his hand brushing your thumb on the top of his hand resting your head on his shoulder. You remained like that for a while cherishing the moment. Peter silently listened to your slow and steady heartbeat smiling with content.

"You still wanna go to India?" You looked up at him smiling.

"I have got a private jet now." You gave a half shrug, the corner of Peter’s eyes crinkled as he laughed softly.

[mcheang]

Bustier salt(you don't have 2 if its 2 mean) Bustier use to be like Chloe and Lila and Mari reminded her of her old rival who defeated her she only singles out Marinette out of misplaced retribution and tells that to her smugly alone where Mari record the whole conversation and give it to Nadia (guest star Bustier's rival) Bustier gets busted down on her knees defeated

Petty Grudge

I made up the surnames from snow. If I had to make Caline a mix of Lila and Chloe; I’d say she have the wealthy background and snobby attitude; but she plays nice, hiding her true feelings. Post-Ladybug episode. I claim this as a rough draft!

“Marinette, could you come down for a moment please? There are some people here who would like to see you.”

“Ms Bustier, may I speak to you for a moment? In private.”

Ms Bustier put down her pen. “Of course, Marinette.”

They walked outside the staff room and found a deserted corridor.

Bustier: What seems to be the problem?

Marinette: I’m not sure this whole forgiving method with Chloe is working. She hasn’t really changed for the better.

Bustier: of course, she has. Even Ladybug has noticed and given her a miraculous.

Marinette: She loaned Chloe a miraculous, and that was only when the situation was dire or the akuma was someone close to Chloe. But Chloe’s attitude hasn’t improved. She still bullies. Yesterday, she purposefully ruined Nathaniel’s sketchbook!

Bustier: Marinette, I appreciate your concern, but I believe i am the teacher here.

Marinette: Then what makes you so sure Chloe will improve? You’re just indulging her and she knows it!

Caline stiffens. “Watch your tone, young lady.”

To her surprise, Marinette doesn’t back down. She just holds her gaze with her own steely blue stare. Oh, how Caline hates that look.

Calming down, Caline said gently, “Let me tell you a tale of a girl I once knew.”

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Caline. She had been the daughter of one of the wealthiest men in Paris. Caline had it all at her school. She was the A-list girl. People deferred to her. She was even friends with the most popular boy at school. Thomas Neige was a very cute boy and a local movie star.

Then she came. Tessa; the new girl. Tessa came from an ordinary background but she had dared to challenge Caline. She claimed Caline wasn’t doing anything to help the class and ran against her for class presidency.

To Caline’s shock and outrage, the class actually backed Tessa. She implemented ridiculous changes like a shared class chore list and added more bins in their classroom to encourage the class to recycle.

The next thing Caline knew, Thomas and Tessa were blushing around each other.

Caline tried to help Tessa fit in, but Tessa rejected her assistance.

Caline had been young then. She let her emotions overwhelm her to the point that she sabotaged Tessa’s dance recital.

Tessa caught Caline and exposed her. And when Caline apologized, Tessa still insisted Caline face the consequences of her actions and Caline was suspended.

Caline tried to rouse her friends to the problem that was Tessa, but they all ditched her now that they found a “real class president.”

Caline knew she could not win and suggested a truce with Tessa when she returned. Tessa had accepted.

Caline is ashamed to say she couldn’t handle the truce. Tessa had taken everything from her. Her crush, her kingdom, her impeccable record. It had only been minor bullying; a trip here, an accidental food spill there. But Tessa didn’t understand Caline’s sadness and punished her again.

Caline had been left alone, outcast by the class. She graduated into a teaching college because no one wanted her with her school record. While Thomas and Tessa got married and went on to act and dance to stardom, Caline had been stuck with a teaching job. Money couldn’t help her now. Her Father had made some bad investments and lost most of his fortune.

“So you see, Marinette, I know that punishing bullies never leads to coexistence. It only leads to separation.”

Marinette just stared at Caline. “You’re just letting your feelings get in the way. You were the bully at your school, and because you didn’t change your ways, your class decided to give up on you. It had nothing to do with whether or not you were punished.”

“Now Marinette...”

“No!” Marinette refused to listen. “You’re just living vicariously through Chloe, aren’t you? Because she gets to bully others without reprimand. You let her bully Ivan; bully Nathaniel, bully me, for years. And you’ve never stopped her. You’ve never done anything to dissuade her beyond a trivial sentence now and then for the class’ sake.”

“The principal has insisted we do not anger Chloe, considering her father’s position.”

“Don’t you dare blame other people! Regardless of Chloe’s threats, you could have at least tried to talk to her. But you didn’t. You just kept forgiving Chloe when it was not your place to forgive, but us!”

Marinette paused. “And if Chloe is meant to be the new you, I’m guessed I’m the new Tessa. That’s why you’ve ignored me when I called out Chloe on her misdeeds. That’s why you let Lila organise a massive seat change. And that’s why you blindly believed a note that I was cheating when the test answers were stolen after the exam had taken place!”

Bustier: What does Lila have to do with this?

Marinette laughed. “I recognised your style. You may have had the wealth, but you were like Lila, pretending to be nice all along. Do you dare to look me in the eyes and tell me honestly that you believe Lila has a dubious disability from saving a kitten on the tarmac, somehow bypassing security in the process and never purchasing the necessary hearing equipment? You and I both know she just wanted to sit next to Adrien. And you were willing to let me sit in the back alone because of your petty grudge.”

Caline shrugged. “Lila just wanted to make some friends. Her methods were dubious but harmless at the end.”

Marinette groaned. “Ugh, you sound like Adrien. But harmless? she framed me, and you knew it and you let it happen.”

Caline stared at Marinette for a long time. “So what? Who’s going to believe you Marinette? The whole class adores me. They already didn’t believe you about Lila. Why should they believe your accusations about me?”

Marinette glared at her teacher. “You shouldn’t be a teacher. Teachers are supposed to want to help their students.”

“You’re right,” Caline agreed. “I shouldn’t be a teacher. I was not born to teach rowdy teenagers. But this is where life has left me. I need to make the best of it.”

Caline straightened her back. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Marinette, I have some papers to finish grading. Rest assured, I never sabotaged your grades. I do have some morals.”

Marinette shook her head as Caline smugly went back.

The next evening....

“Good evening Paris, I’m Nadja Chamack and I have here with me, world renown choreographer Tessa Neige on her new campaign to stop bullying. Bonsoir, Tessa.”

Tessa, a pretty brunette in a fabulous dress, greets Nadja and takes her seat.

Nadja: before we begin, may I compliment you on your wardrobe?

Tessa grins. “Thank you, i decided to hire a school designer with massive talent to custom design it for me. This is a Marinette Dupain-Cheng original.”

“I know Marinette. She’s a sweet girl. But we’re here to discuss your stance on bullying.”

Tessa takes a breath. “Yes. I’ve been bullied before and i want to help stop this problem. The best defence we have against bullies are the teachers, which presented me with a problem. What happens when we have a faulty faculty?”

Nadja: Like Teachers who overlook bullying?

Tessa nods vehemently. “Exactly. One of the girls who bullied me became a teacher. I decided to check in on her by asking Marinette about her.”

Nadja: Marinette’s teacher used to bully you?! Who is she?

Tessa: Caline Bustier. I had heard she was a popular teacher and had hoped she had learned her lessons. I went to see Marinette about this when I went to commission my dress. What I learned instead shocked and saddened me.

Nadja: Why? What did she say?

Tessa: Marinette told me that Caline asks her to be the bigger person and forgive her bullies instead of making sure they get punished for their misdeeds. Basically if Marinette is bullied, she shouldn’t complain about it and just forgive the bully.

Nadja: that’s horrible. Do you mean to say the bullies are never in trouble?

Tessa: exactly! It’s the other way around instead. It’s the victims who are unfairly blamed and punished.

Nadja: But this is one girl’s word against a teacher’s. Do we have any reason to trust Marinette? I know Marinette and I believe in her, but the rest of the world does not have any cause to.

Tessa: I’m glad you asked. I asked Marinette to do a small favour for me and she did a marvellous job. She sent me the recording already.

Nadja: Let’s watch it then!

Cue recording on screen.

Nadja says softly. “Shocking. I’ve never been more appalled in my life.”

Tessa looks sadly at the screen. “It’s a shame that the class has to suffer. Bullies have to be reprimanded and punished or else they might never change. I’m sad to see that Caline hasn’t changed at all.”

“No, she hasn’t. I’m sorry for what bad memories this must have brought back to you, Tessa. Thank you for coming here to inform us of this heinous error in the educational system.”

“Not at all. I made a promise to myself to never let a bully get away with their wrongdoings; not if I could help it.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, Tessa Neige.”

Needless to say that airing finally exposed Lila and Caline. The school board interceded and fired Caline. They threatened the principal to either punish Chloe or get sacked. Chloe was suspended. Lila was expelled.

The class apologized to Marinette for not believing her or being sensitive to her feelings. They also thanked her for standing up for them.

Adrien apologized to Marinette for his dumb advice. She accepted. The boy was still new to the world of making friends.

Bustier’s termination of employment was a sad affair because the class did thought she was a teacher who cared for them. But the victims of Chloe’s tyranny knew better. When Ivan tried to protect Mylene from Chloe’s insults, he was sentenced to detention for disrupting the class. When Chloe stole Nathaniel’s sketchbook, Caline accused him of drawing in class. And for crying out loud, everyone knows Chloe never does her homework or projects. It’s not a wonder she gets As when Sabrina is doing all the work or her Father bribes the principal.