#I gotta get windows 10 or somethin

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I chose cookie thinking it was pizza hahaha

Aww man there was fricken chocolate on the board

P.S.: Thanks bud, 'ppreciate cha

[daryltwdixon]

The Ruins of Us: Chapter 10

Summary: the group begins a full fledged search for Sophia in the woods, when they come up to an abandoned church. You end up overhearing another conversation between Lori and Shane, and finally fess up to Daryl that he'd been right all along. In a flashback, you remember a time you went out during the first few weeks of college with your effeminate roommate, when you see a familiar face in the crowd.

warnings: mentions of ED (not reader), alcohol consumption

The pale blue horizon had streaks of yellow sunlight peeking through the clouds as you opened your eyes the next morning. Your back was killing you–you had stayed in one of the leftover cars on the highway to get a couple hours of shut eye as best you could. You got better shut-eye a few days ago at the CDC, and since then any noise outside the windows jostled you awake at night. You begin to sit up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes with your fists, when you hear hushed voices outside the vehicle.

“I know how she is— she thinks she can handle things on her own, but I’ve seen her fall apart more times than I can count,” it’s Shane’s voice outside your window, and you keep your head low to keep listening.

“How do you even know that girl, Shane? What happened? She looks familiar, but I can’t place her. Did we speak to her on a patrol together or somethin’?” Rick’s voice comes out in a hushed, curious whisper. You knew he couldn’t have completely forgotten who you were yesterday. At some point his memory had to come back to him, as foggy as it may be after the time that has gone by. You peek your eyes out the window just enough to get a glimpse of Shane’s face, it's contorted in a way you can tell he’s working out what to say in his head. His brows are furrowed, and he runs his hand through his hair while resting the other on his hip. 

“Yeah, I knew her before this all went down. We crossed paths a few times–she’s from around the area. Nothin’ serious. She was stuck in a bad place back then, couldn’t really take care of herself so I kept her out of trouble when I could. Didn’t think it was necessary to explain,” he says. You duck your head back under the window, a tightness rising up your throat. There's a long pause before either of them say anything again.

“That’s it? Just crossed paths? You looked at her like there was a lot more to it than that, Shane. You called her a pet name , dammit. What aren’t you tellin’ me?” Rick sounds more and more aggressive as he goes on. Amazement at how perceptive Rick was flashes through your mix of emotions, although you admit the first time you and Shane saw each other again wasn’t all that reserved when he brought you into a hug that day. God, it felt so long ago already. There’s another long pause, you can imagine Shane is searching his brain for a reason good enough for his facade. 

“She didn’t want me talkin’ about it. You know how people can get about their past. I wasn’t gon’ go around tellin’ stories to anyone who would listen, Rick. It doesn't even matter–what matters is she’s here now and we’ve gotta figure out how to find Sophia. We don’t have time to dig into the past when the dead are walkin’ around.” 

You can hear Rick’s quiet agreement, and their footsteps recede. 

That motherfucker.

After all that time, all that pain, he acts like you were just another face he barely knew. That you were some kid who couldn’t look after herself. How the hell does he explain the tension between him and Daryl then? Your breathing is shallow as the thoughts race through your mind. Protecting his own damn image, taking control of the situation–it was all typical you realize. Looking back at everything, he always kept you hidden away in the dark. Literally in the middle of the night, every single time. Never taking you to busy public places, never introducing you to his friends. The intensity of the emotions hits you like a spark of flame–your fists ball up as you try to keep yourself together. You need to get moving, the search party is about to start looking for the little girl, and you can’t go out there like this. How are you supposed to let him get away with acting like you were nothing to him? I should've known better, you think to yourself. Should’ve listened to Daryl when he said Shane was bad news. But you’re here now, and Shane is right about one thing–it’s too much to bring up when you have to find Sophia. For now, you shove –hard– at the thought, putting it in a neat little box in your brain with a lock on it. 

Your stomach growls loudly, shaking you from your thoughts. Your mind switches back to survival mode, the need for food and water apparent. You shift yourself up into the sitting position, and exit the car. 

As you approach, everyone is gathered around a sedan, Rick laying out a roll of an arsenal of weapons. 

“Everyone takes a weapon,” he announces. You step up next to Daryl, giving him a small smile. His hand comes up to you, offering a piece of beef jerky. You take it with eagerness, ripping a piece off with your teeth. The salty, dry taste feels so good on your tongue. You say a small thanks to him, and face the group.

“These aren’t the kind of weapons we need,” Andrea retorts, looking at the hammers and tools on the hood of a car, “What about the guns?”

“We’ve been over that,” Shane interjects, “Rick and I will be carrying. Daryl too,” his eyes flicker over to you, “we can’t have people popping off rounds every time a tree rustles,”

“It’s not the trees I’m worried about,” she says to him.

“Say someone fires at the wrong moment–herd happens to be passin’ by,” his eyes are back on her, “See–then it’s game over for all of us. So you need to get over it,” he says in an authoritarian tone.

“I’ve been trained to use a gun, why can’t I have one?” you pipe in, looking down at the ground.

“Yeah, shootin’ squirrels in the backwoods of bumblefuck Georgia,” Shane snarks at you.

“Isn’t that where we are now?” you retort, looking up at him with your eyes narrowed.

“Not happening,” he says simply, ending the conversation.

Daryl stares quietly, his jaw flexing as he watches the both of you argue. Rick is looking at Daryl too now, waving him on to tell the plan. Without any other words from you or Shane, he begins to talk about going up the creek to find Sophia. You walk up to the car and grab a hammer, it’s heavy but feels good in your hand. You practice swinging it to get the hang of the weight.

“Stay quiet, stay sharp,” Rick orders as everyone walks away, putting together packs of food and water. You take a generous swig of a bottle before putting it into a small bag over your shoulder. 

You can overhear a heated discussion going on with Andrea and Dale, but feel it’s probably best to keep your distance. You doubt they want another person’s two cents in the conversation. As she joins everyone again, you begin walking, taking up behind Daryl who has his crossbow over his shoulder. Rick is behind you at a safe distance. You all quietly follow in a single line after each other for a while, and after an hour or so of walking at a steady pace, Daryl lifts his hand behind him, getting everyone down on the ground. Crouching, you let Rick go ahead of you to walk with him and see a lone tent up ahead. Shane brushes up against you as he tries to pass as well. The three of them come up to the tent with hesitation, and you hold your breath as Daryl approaches with his knife at the ready. Carol slowly walks up, calling for Sophia. 

With no response, Daryl makes his way into the tent. You grab the wrist of whoever is next to you–you can’t even tell who it is and you don’t care. You have an iron grip on them, pleading for there not to be anything dangerous in the tent. Let it just be Sophia, please. But then Daryl comes out of the tent, standing up straight.

“Not her,” he says simply, a small gun in his hand. You drop your hand, and look over to see Glenn looking at you with wide eyes. 

You offer a small smile, “sorry,” 

He doesn’t respond, and looks toward the other guys by the tent. Turns out the person in the tent “opted out” as Jenner once put it. But suddenly you hear church bells, and everyone stands at attention, trying to search for the source of the sound. Everyone starts to run toward the noise, and out of the clearing in the woods you see a cemetery with a small church attached. Rick sprints to the door, and when everyone is behind him, he begins slowly opening it, ready for the worse. You stay back behind the men, hatchet ready in your hand. There’s a few walkers that turn and hiss when they see the group. Immediately you’re inside, ready to strike. You manage to jump in front of one that Shane is aiming for, slamming your hatchet down in its head. You stand as the walker falls down, looking up at Shane with a challenge blazing in your eyes. 

“Can’t handle myself, huh?” you ask quietly. His eyes narrow on you as well, but when the room is quiet with the lack of walkers snarling, you look back over to Daryl asking the statue of Jesus for requests, which brings a small smile of humor to your face. Why is it in the worst situations, he can make you laugh? You barely can tell if he means to. He screams for Sophia then, and you are reminded to start looking around the place. The short row of pews is empty, there’s no girl here. If she was there’s no way she could have handled those walkers anyway. Shane is approaching Rick, demanding that it’s the wrong church. No steeple, no bells, he tells him. But then the ringing chimes loudly above you and everyone is running outside. Glenn runs to the side of the building to the speaker the noise is blaring from, reaching down to the switch at the bottom.

“Timer, it’s on a timer,” Daryl says, defeatedly. Everyone seems to exhale, but more in despair than relief. Although the bells stopped and the noise is no longer going to draw anything in, you still feel the disappointment fill the air around you. 

Daryl falls to the side of the building, sitting and leaning his head back against the siding, letting his eyes softly shut. Letting out another sigh, you fall beside him, your head resting on the heels of your hands. You sit there for a long moment in silence, before you look at him, contemplating if you want to say what’s on your mind. He looks so defeated, so sad. You can tell the loss of the little girl is getting to him. He’s a tracker, he can find almost anything out in the woods. You wonder if he’s feeling inadequate in moments like this.

He seems to sense that there’s something on the tip of your tongue, “what is it?” he says softly, opening one eye to look at you. When you are still hesitant, he opens both his eyes and turns his head to look at you, “what?” he whispers again.

“You were right,” you admit, looking at him in his blue eyes that match the color of the sky today.

“Usually am,” he smirks, “‘bout what this time?”

Before you can open your mouth to speak, you both turn your heads in the direction you hear Shane’s voice coming from. He’s to your left, in front of the church building stairs. You can see Lori standing a few feet from him. Their voices are coming out aggravated, almost urgent.

“Are you really leaving?” you hear Lori asking.

“Don’t you think it’s best for all of us?” Shane’s voice questions. Daryl looks over at you, eyes searching your face for any kind of answers. You shake your head lightly, as if to say you have no clue what’s going on, and look toward the noise again. You can only see the back of Lori as she speaks to him. You can still only really pick up pieces of the conversation. Shane is completely out of view but you can pick up his voice here and there. Lori seems to want him to leave, but she’s not happy with him.

“Just tryna be the good guy here, Lori,” Shane says so quietly you can barely hear it, and you roll your eyes at that, “none of this was intended ,” he finishes. 

Lori leaves the corner of the building, walking what you assume is Shane in front of the church. Their voices are still in hushed whispers, talking over each other. You hear Rick and Carl’s name come up, but never yours.

“ I’m the one that loses you,” Shane says to her. You start to see Lori coming back into view, but she heads up to the steps of the church instead of around the building. Everything is quiet again.

Daryl looks back at you, his expression hard. 

“About that,” you exhale, closing your eyes and leaning your head back. 

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“Y’all gonna follow the creek bed back,” Shane announces, “Daryl, you’re in charge,” 

“You’re splittin’ us up?” Daryl asks, his eyes narrowing, “you sure about that?” 

The group has formed back together after a couple of bites of what you all packed in your bags today before you left the highway–you and Daryl shared the rest of the jerky he had and a can of beans between the two of you. The sun was on its way down for the second half of the day. You knew you only had so many hours of daylight left to find Sophia. 

You stand next to the others as Shane and Rick explain they’re going to stay back and keep watch for her to appear–maybe she heard the bells and came running but hasn’t made it yet. Daryl’s voice is worried when he asks Shane about his plan. 

“Yeah, we’ll catch up to you,” Shane says easily.

As you start turning to walk away with the others, he suddenly calls out, “Y/N, you comin’?” 

It takes you a moment to register that Shane is calling your name. You nearly gawk at him, what the hell?

“Sorry?” you say to him, not sure you heard him right. Your tone is laced with disbelief.

Daryl’s jaw tightens as he looks over at you, chewing the inside of his lip. You look between him and Shane, uncertain about the change in attitude towards yourself. You don’t make a move to leave Daryl’s side. 

“Don’t want you wanderin’ off tryna look for Sophia yourself again, now do we? Want you in my sight,” he says to you. 

First of all, you’re amazed he’s trying to demand things of you in front of the group–it’ll put a clear target on you that Shane thinks you’re not capable of handling yourself, although he did make it clear to Rick this morning that was really what he thought of you. And second–since when does he want you around him? Hadn’t he made it clear that you needed to steer clear of anything having to do with him?

“Come on now,” he calls you over, his fingers twitching to beckon you forward. You look up at Daryl, who, instead of focusing on you now, is glaring at Shane. Lori is watching you too, confusion in her eyes. You could swear it looks as if Daryl is about to stop you from moving forward as he begins to lean forward. But he seems to think better of himself from the look on Shane’s face, and stops himself from making any moves. You slowly make your way over to him and Rick. Standing between them with your hatchet in your hand, Carl calls out he wants to come too. Surprisingly, his mom looks to you and the men you stand between, then lets him come along with you. You smile gently at Carl while he makes his way over. He really is a cute kid. 

The group starts to break apart, the women and Glenn heading away. Daryl stands still after handing Lori the extra gun he found, staring down Shane. Both of them are stock still as Rick excuses himself into the church. You reach out to grab Shane’s arm, and you're struck by the ease in which you feel comfortable enough to do it, even after the past few days’ events. You hate that you didn’t stop yourself, realizing it was a mistake. Daryl’s trance breaks as he sees your hand wrap around Shane’s bicep. As you’re pulling his arm away, Shane looks down at your hand, up at you, then to Daryl with a shit eating smirk, and starts walking with you. 

“Wipe the smirk off your face, Shane,” you mumble, releasing his arm once he starts moving.

“You and I both know you still need me, whether you want to admit it or not,” he says with a cocky look in his eye, passing you to walk towards the woods. You’re half tempted to flip him off behind his back. You glance behind you to reassure Daryl, but his back is already turned, walking to catch up with the rest of the group.

x Flashback x

When your roommate Dana said she was taking you to a “dive bar” as you were getting ready to leave on that Friday night, you hadn’t really imagined she meant an��actual dive bar. You had met her your first day, naturally, as you were unpacking your only two bags in the dorm room. She immediately took to you like a magnet, making you try on all her clothes and doing your makeup how she thought you’d look best. You were her “little project” as she liked to call you. 

The thing was, Dana was from Fulton County for god’s sake, so you thought she’d keel over when she saw the state of the dive bar you knew well from home. You were surprised when she was the one who mentioned going to Henderson’s Bar. It was well known for never once being cleaned, the music old, but the drinks were cheap. You knew of the place, but never wanted to go in, afraid of creeps that smelled like beer and body odor trying to climb all over you. But when you walked in tonight next to Dana arm and arm with you, you were surprised to see it packed with college students. There was a small DJ stand in the corner playing club music, and a large crowd taking up the majority of the space dancing and grinding together. Your fake ID got you easily inside– Henderson’s wasn’t the type to have a scanner like some of the nicer clubs in downtown Atlanta. You recognize some kids from school before college, but try your best to advert your eyes if any of their gazes linger on your for more than a second. 

Dana led you straight to the bar where she ordered both of you vodka sodas. Dana had taught you all about the calories in things, and what drinks were best to keep you buzzed but thin. You had never really thought about that kinda stuff before, to be honest. You were always living on the edge of starving so the idea of watching your calories hadn’t occurred to you. But Dana was obsessed. She told you every number of calories in every serving of cafeteria food at school, read Weight Watchers and Cosmopolitan Magazines between classes, showing you new ideas for a diet she wanted to try the next day. You let her talk on and on about it, but anytime she asked you to try a new fad with her you usually turned her down, saying you were trying another diet, but you never told her which one. What you really wanted to say was she should relax and just…let herself enjoy food while it was so easily accessible. You definitely did, especially the first time you saw the cafeteria at GSU. The financial support you got from the state allowed you to get free food on campus, and you’d never been so excited to try so many things. The very first meal you had at the school had made you sick, you had eaten so much. You had to remember that this would be available all the time now, and you didn’t need to act like it was going to be taken away anytime soon. At least not ‘til summer, when you’d have to figure out what in the world you were going to do.

In the midst of your run on thoughts, Dana had pulled you into the dance floor, swaying her hips and holding your hand in one of her’s, the other holding the drink up to her mouth. She always looked so pretty, so put together. You wondered what you looked like standing next to her. She dressed you in a tight black tank top and a short denim skirt tonight. You didn’t let her put you in any of her shoes–you were adamant about keeping your comfortable footwear. And in your defense, the boots kind of looked good with the skirt, even if they were pretty beat up. Dana had smeared some eyeliner and mascara on you as well, and your eyes felt twice their usual weight. Throughout the night you weren’t sure if they felt heavy because of the makeup or the drinks in your system. The song suddenly changed as you danced with her, and it made you look up with a smile. You actually knew this one from the radio. 

As you looked up, however, you saw a familiar face across the room. Even through the crowd of dancing party goers–hell, no matter the size of the room or amount of people, you’d always be able to find that face.

Daryl. 

He already had his eyes on you, maybe that’s what made your eyes find him so easily. You could feel him watching. He was bringing his bottle of beer up to his lips when you noticed the blue and purple marks around his right eye. You groaned inwardly, wondering how he got that badly bruised. As he lowered the bottle from his mouth, you saw the healing split in his lip.

“Oh my god, that guy is cute,” Dana said next to you, having to raise her voice in your ear. She had followed your line of sight–you were probably staring–and your stomach sank when you saw her eyeing Daryl, “you know, like farmer boy hot, like he’s been in a fight. Even his black eye is hot.”

“He ain’t a farmer,” you mumbled, but she couldn’t hear you over the bass of the music. She was already making her way over to him, swerving through the people with ease. People always made way for her, maybe because of how pretty she was or just her presence alone. You were starting to wish people saw you the same way. Not until she’s made her way to stand in front of him did Daryl take his eyes off of you. He looked at her with a small smirk, letting her capture his attention. It was always easy for her to keep a guy’s attention, you’d noticed. She batted her eyelashes how girls are supposed to, put her hand on their arm and leaned into them. If only you knew how to do that stuff. Not that you really needed to. You still talked to Shane on the phone most nights, usually he asked how school was and after getting a few short answers about his day it would lead to phone sex, which you enjoyed but it still made you feel lonely when you hung up the phone. Once in a while he picked you up for a late night picnic in his truck or just to take you to a quiet place to have his way with you. You sighed and made your way over to the bar now, away from the sweaty dancers. Leaning against the sticky wooden surface, you stared at the stains on it while you waited for Dana to return. 

“Hey miss Piggy,” you heard a familiar voice in your ear. You turned to see Merle Dixon behind you, leaning in with that shit eating grin he always wore. His eyes seemed heavier than the last time you saw him, with bags under them from lack of sleep. He was also skinnier, which all things combined you had come to know meant he was on a bender–and not from alcohol.

“Miss Piggy is low, Merle,” you scoffed, facing him fully, leaning your elbows back on the bar, “even for you,”

“Aw, don’t be like that,” he lifted his mouth into a smirk, “you know you’ve always been a hottie in my eyes, Y/N. I just mean you’ve been rollin around with the pigs lately, huh?”

You rolled your eyes, “Nice, real nice.” you brought your drink up to your mouth, the bubbles hitting your tongue, burning in the best way. Shane’s face came into your mind’s eye, hating when they called him that. 

“Hey now, why didn’t you and I ever get together, Y/N?” he came in closer to you, “before you met Officer Friendly, how come we never bump’ uglies?”

You let out a laugh, and brought your hand up to his face, patting it gently, “cause you say things like ‘bump uglies’, Merle,” 

He still was smiling, turning to bite your hand. You gave his cheek one last hard pat, making him wince, “c’mon now, we’d have a lot of fuuun,” he teased.

You brought your hand away, rolling your eyes, “not gonna happen,” 

He’ laughed lightly, about to bring his bottle of Corona to his lips when he looks over your head, “well now lookie here, looks like my little brother does know how to score some puss,”

You nearly gagged at his choice of words, but still turned to see what he was on about. Your heart plummeted into your stomach at the sight of Dana and Daryl locked in a heavy makeout against the opposite wall. Daryl’s hand was on the back of her head, pulling her into him. She had her arms up around his neck, pushing herself against him in equal measure. You quickly looked away when you realized you’d been staring too long, and Merle was taking a drink from his beer, his eyes watching you. 

“What?” you snapped at him.

“Nothin,” he chuckled, shaking his head a little, “just looks like you’ll be goin’ home alone tonight,”

[amyispxnk]

Zig-zags and cats

Welcome to.. a week of Halloweeny drabbles with Joel Miller!

25/10: pumpkin carving

This one might be a little rushed because I literally had the idea the night I had to post it 😭

Joel Miller X gn!reader

Word count: 460

Warnings: none, just fluff. Some pet names (sweetheart, baby). Mention of a knife/cutting a pumpkin??

Do not copy this work or anything like that PLS and ty

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The door swung open and in came Joel holding 2 gigantic pumpkins, trying his best not to drop either as he called out to you.

"Sweetheart? I got your pumpkins and.. stuff!"

You raced down the stairs excitedly and helped him get the pumpkins onto the kitchen counter, thanking him for getting the exact tools you wanted - of course he drove for almost an hour to find a store which had what you needed - and getting started.

You got started.. and then immediately got stuck. You couldn't even cut the top off the damn pumpkin to clean the inside.

"Joel..?" You murmured tentatively, embarrassed at how difficult you were finding it to cut a pumpkin.

"Mmhm?" He was reclined on the couch, reading glasses on as he read some book about woodwork. You couldn't help but stare for a moment, he looked so damn adorable in those rectangular glasses of his and you couldn't get enough of it.

"D'ya need somethin'?" He said a moment later after you still hadn't replied.

"Right! Yeah- um, the pumpkin won't cut."

He raised his eyebrows at you.

"The pumpkin won't cut, or you can't cut the pumpkin?" Joel walked over after setting his glasses down, seemingly inspecting the pumpkin now.

"Can't cut the pumpkin." You murmured, handing him the knife quickly.

He chuckled softly before cutting the top open for you and handing the knife back.

"That good? Or ya want help with the whole thing?"

You knew you'd need help with the rest and so did he, so you just gave him the knife back again and told him where to cut.

After Joel had helped you with your pumpkin, you told him he had to do his now.

"Well, I helped ya with the whole pumpkin, it was basically a collaborative effort so do I really gotta make another-"

"Yes, Joel. Stop bein' lazy." You teased, pushing the pumpkin towards him and going off to get a tealight for your own.

By the evening, two pumpkins were on your porch. One had a squiggly line for a mouth and some triangle eyes, and the other had a cat design on it that took (Joel) way too long to do (for you).

"I think my one's better." You commented as you looked out the window at them.

Joel stood behind you, wrapping his arms around you and whispering in your ear. "Think you mean my pumpkin, baby."

"Yours is just a zigzag and two triangles with a tealight you didn't even know how to turn on inside it."

"Yeah, and who carved the entire cat into yours?"

"Not my fault the pumpkin wouldn't cut." You retorted.

"Right, the pumpkin wouldn't cut." He scoffed, before kissing your cheek. "Fine, your pumpkin is better."

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[billyrussohaven]

Into my Web

Chapter 10

Dark!Vampire!Billy Russo x Female Reader

Cowritten with @the-cult-of-russo

Ratings: Explicit 18+ ONLY

Warnings: Although this chapter might not include it, this fic will include; Sexual situations, swearing, human slave, biting, blood, murder, obsessive thoughts, dub con, Stockholm syndrome, gaslighting.

“I can talk to them directly if they talk to me, you said, right?” you asked Billy again nervously squirming on your seat. You were almost at Frank’s and the nerves started eating at you harder.

He glanced at you as he drove, nodding as he tried to push away his own thoughts and feelings away from seeing his family again. It had been months before he'd bought you, the last time he saw them.

"Yeah. Just be polite and don't say anythin' bad or ask for help," he muttered. Part of him was glad to have you along as a buffer for what he was about to endure but he was also a little nervous about how you might behave. How it could make shit worse in the long run when it came to Frank.

“And I don’t have to do chores because we’re guests so it’s different than at home,” you repeated to make sure he wouldn’t be disappointed with you. You’d take care of his needs but it seemed you weren’t expected to take care of everyone’s needs. 

"Good girl. It's not our house so you don't gotta do jobs here. If I ask you to do somethin' then you do it, but other than that, you can relax," he said with a little nod. It'd be like a little vacation for you. 

“Okay. I got this.” you said and took a deep breath as he pulled in front of a nice big house. 

“I’ll make you proud,” you said out loud in barely a whisper looking out the window. He heard you, looking over at you with a small smile. You'd been behaving really well and it was cute how you really seemed to want to do good for him. He'd trained you well. The drive didn’t take too long at all, you had your books and Billy played music from his phone to make the drive more enjoyable. He had picked your clothes today again but seemed to put more thoughts into the outfit than usual. Picking your matching bra and thong, leggings, dress, cardigan, boots, jacket and scarf. He even brushed your hair and put a nice smelling mousse in it. When he pulled up, he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel for a moment as he tried to compose himself. As much as he liked to act unphased and like he didn't care what anyone thought, it was different here. Bringing you was mainly to annoy Frank since he'd been so vocal about his disapproval about having a pet. He was pushing back at being made to feel like a piece of shit by someone who was supposed to be his brother.

“Ready?” you asked with a hand on the door handle looking at him. He seemed tense and you almost expected him to put the car in reverse and go back home. His hands clenched around the steering wheel as he put his mask back in place. The one of indifference. The cocky, smug and kind of an asshole one. He nodded, getting out of the car and moving to grab the luggage from the boot. You stepped out and adjusted your dress looking down at your clothes to make sure you’d give the best first impression. You took your small bag from the backseat and went to stand next to Billy like you were expected to. You gave him a smile and followed behind him promptly. Billy rolled his shoulder as he got to the door, banging on it roughly before he stood there waiting for it to open. He really hoped it'd be Karen that answered but instead it was Frank. He swung the door open with a grin. A grin that melted right off his face when his eyes darted to you. There was a weird moment of tense silence as Frank just looked at you before he brought his eyes back to Billy.

"You uh… brought your… pet with you. Figured you'd leave her at home," he muttered tensely, giving Billy a look that had his eyes narrowing and a dark smirk painting his lips.

"C'mon, Frankie. You think I'd leave her at home for a whole week with no food or company. I'm a responsible pet owner," Billy flashed him a toothy grin, brows raised in challenge but Frank just clenched his jaw as he looked back to you for a moment.

You kept your head down, staring at your boots and not meeting Frank’s eyes. You were too anxious to look up anyway, hearing how you weren’t expected to be there at all. It sent a painful jab to your chest and you weren’t sure why. You should be used to being unwanted by now after all.

"It's uh… it's Y/N, right? It's nice to meet you," Frank said softly, holding out a hand for you to shake and making Billy snort with a roll of his eyes.

You looked up timidly and nodded, reaching out to shake his hand with a shaky one. His large and strong hand enveloped yours but it was a friendly greeting and even with the surprise of seeing you there he seemed to be honest about it.

“Thank you for having us over,” you said politely in a quiet voice, your eyes darting from Billy to Frank. You shivered a bit, the air was colder here being nearer the cold ocean.

Billy gave Frank an amused smile, shrugging at him.

"Now that's outta the way, you gonna let us in or what?" He asked impatiently. Frank shot him a dirty look before he smiled awkwardly at you and stepped out of the way, holding the door open. Billy put a hand on your lower back and guided you inside, Frank following on behind you both.

"Where's the others?" Billy asked wearily.

"Living room," was Frank's gruff reply. Billy guided you through the large hallway to a decent sized living area where Micro and Curtis were sitting, debating about something. Billy didn't have time to figure out what before he was tackled by Karen. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and he dropped the luggage to the floor as he returned her embrace, holding her a little tighter than needed just to piss off Frank.

"We missed you," she murmured, still clinging to him.

"Missed you too," he bit out reluctantly.

Karen seemed to just appear in his arms and it startled you a bit but you stayed put next to Billy. You waited politely and looked around the living room area curiously.When he let go of Karen, she stepped back with a smile, looking in your direction after hearing the conversation at the front door.

"Hi there, I'm Karen," she smiled warmly, walking over to you, looking almost like she wanted to hug you. 

Your shoulder hunched up a bit in a small jerky surprised movement and you gave Billy a quick look. He gave you an encouraging nod, looking between you and Karen as Karen watched you intently.

“I’m Y/N and I’m Billy’s. It’s nice to meet you,” you said timidly with a shy smile. You hadn't realised how you had stepped close to Billy and held the sleeve of his coat, like the link to him comforted you.

"Right … Billy's pet," Karen smiled at you but it was strained before she turned her gaze to Billy. He felt himself tense up like a tightly coiled snake. He had enough bullshit to deal with when it came to Frank, he really couldn't deal with Karen's disappointment too.

You hung your head down and bit your lower lip. You tried to swallow back a lump in your throat and you cleared it quietly. You weren’t sure what you were expecting, maybe Billy had made it sound a certain way and you misunderstood him. You thought you’d both be welcome and that they knew you’d be there too or at least they’d be okay with it. But so far you hated how unwelcome and unwanted they all made you feel. You wanted to go back home.

"Bill… can I have a word in the kitchen?" Frank asked. Billy's head whipped to him then, watching as he walked further into the room.

"No. I'm gonna go take our shit to our room," he huffed.

"Listen-" Frank started, his voice tense.

"Any lectures on morality are gonna end with me leavin' out that door and not comin' back, Frankie," he warned, glaring at him. He turned his harsh gaze to Karen then who gave him a sad look and then he looked over at Micro and Curtis who he hadn't even greeted yet but who were watching curiously. Micro held his hands in the air with a shrug as Curtis just blinked at him.

You flinched at their angry voices, kept your head down and played with the hem of your jacket nervously. You wiped your watery eyes hiding behind your hair and tried focusing on what you had read about on the drive here instead. You bit down hard on your wobbly lip and pictured the page in your head. Saturn's beautiful rings are not solid. They are made up of bits of ice, dust and rock.

"Stop it guys. Frank just… we haven't seen him in months. I don't want him to leave, none of us do. He's welcome here," Karen scolded lightly as she looked at Frank and then to Billy.

"You're both welcome here," she added as she looked at you with a sad smile. Billy glanced to you, noticing you getting upset and he rubbed your lower back soothingly, stepping even closer to you.

"How about you come help me make some cupcakes in the kitchen?" Karen asked, holding out her hand to you. Billy narrowed his eyes a little, feeling somewhat suspicious, but he knew Karen well enough to know it would be okay.

You looked up after a while, realising she was talking about you and not Billy. You looked quickly at her and Billy before opening your mouth a few times.

“Hum...Do you need help with the luggage and bags first?” You asked Billy, taking your coat off and holding your small bag with it.

He shook his head, taking your coat and bag from you.

"Nah, I got it. Go with Karen," he muttered tiredly, already done with being here.

You nodded and thanked him quietly before turning to Karen and stepping closer to her with a shy smile. She seemed really sweet and her face was warmer now, it made you feel better. She took your hand and led you to the kitchen, Billy watching you leave feeling tense. Frank opened his mouth but Billy bent down and snatched the luggage from the floor.

"I don't wanna hear it," he growled, barging past Frank as he made his way upstairs. The house was big and he had his own room for when he stayed. He used to stay more and now he barely visited. He busied himself with putting the luggage away as he kept an ear out for you and Karen.

“I’ve never made cupcakes before, just seen it on baking shows and stuff,” you said looking up at Karen with a smile and tying your hair back. It seemed fun though. She had all kinds of candied decorations, food coloring, icing pouches and a big mixer in the middle of all that.

“Never? It’s okay, I’ll show you. Come,” she said with a warm smile and beckoned you over to stand next to her. She explained the steps and had you help to measure all kinds of ingredients inside the bowl before turning on the mixer which did all the hard work for you guys. You were already wondering if Billy would let you bake stuff at home. Maybe you could get a book about baking next time you stopped at the library.

"So… are you happy? With Billy, I mean," Karen murmured casually, glancing at you as she wiped down the counter.

You looked up at her a bit surprised at the question.

“Oh! Yes. He’s been particularly kind in the last few weeks too,” you answered hovering over the warm little cupcakes cooling down on a grill in front of you.

“He brought me shopping for clothes and stuff the other day. It was wonderful. And we went to the library and I got five books out to read in my free time,” you added remembering how kind it had been of him to spoil you with those two days out of the house.

She gave you another sad smile as she nodded, toying with the cloth in her hands.

"Does he uh… does he treat you well?" She asked with a small frown.

You blinked at her for a few seconds not sure what she meant by it.

“You mean...if he feeds me and all?” you asked with a small frown not sure what she wanted to hear you say.

"I mean like… he doesn't… hurt you or anything?" She asked, eyes a little sad and wide as she stared at you.

“No, he doesn’t,” you said truthfully. He didn’t hit or treat you badly. When he had punished you with the closet and all before you did deserve it because you had acted up and tried to run away. If you behaved he wouldn’t have to punish you so in a way, you were the one hurting him.

Karen seemed to sag in relief as a more genuine smile painted her lips. 

"Would you like to decorate the cupcakes?" She asked, switching topics completely. 

You grinned and nodded excitedly. You were already thinking about what colors you’d use. She said we'd have them for dessert later and you proposed to help with dinner right away, wanting to learn more about cooking and stuff.

Dinner was the most tense and awkward moment of the whole day so far and you weren’t sure why. You knew Billy didn't have to eat although he did enjoy it from time to time so that couldn't be it. You weren't all that hungry under the tension but you ate nonetheless to be polite. You were sitting beside Billy and you kept reaching down to play with the hem of his jeans or hooking your pinky finger in the pocket, needing comfort. It wasn't sexual, you just needed a connection to him.

Billy didn't think he'd ever been to a more uncomfortable dinner. He sat there picking at his food as he avoided Frank's glares and disappointed looks, trying to concentrate on the light conversation the others made around the table. It was hard to think that once he and Frank used to be on the same page, brothers. Now it was strained and uncomfortable and Billy found his annoyance growing with each passing look Frank would give him. Your little touches didn't go unnoticed by him and while he was pleased you seemed to find some comfort in him, showing the trust you had for him, it was hard to enjoy his victory with current circumstances. 

The man in front of you looked at you curiously while he ate and was the only one with the other men next to him that didn't make you feel unwelcome so far. Billy had mentioned him before at home, his name was David but they called him Micro. You gave him a shy smile and looked down at your plate, poking some peas on your fork.

The large man next to him was Curtis and he was super calm and soothing. Even in an argument his voice didn't have this scary edge to it, it was rational, open-minded and kind. You remembered Billy told you he used to be a medic in the army with him and Frank. Maybe at some point during your stay you could sit down with him and your human book and have him explain stuff. Maybe you'd ask Billy after the dinner, you thought looking at Billy and giving him a smile. He glanced at you before he gave you a little smirk. He wondered just what was going through your mind here. He partly regretted bringing you along if he was honest.

"So where are you from, Y/N?" Micro asked you, sitting back in his chair with a glass of wine. He ignored the look Frank and Billy gave him and gave you a friendly smile.

"Nevada," you answered. You didn't know much about the state but you knew the name of it. Frank snorted, shaking his head at the irony and took a mouthful of food to keep him from commenting. Karen gave him a stern look but turned to you with a smile.

"That's quite the change of scenery from the desert to the tri-state," she said before taking a sip of wine.

You looked at her and smiled, you had no clue what the tri-state area was so you decided to just smile and nod slightly.

"I saw snow for the first time last week," you said, smiling and remembering that wonderful morning. Billy's lips tugged up without realising it, remembering how sweet you looked when you looked at the snow.

"We had a snowball fight and we saw a snowy owl too," you added grinning and looking up at Billy. It was honestly the best memory you had, ever. You didn't have any other memory that even came close to that one and made your chest feel fuzzy and warm. Billy smiled, a hand settling on your thigh soothingly. He'd had fun strangely enough that day. 

"That's cute… You get off on toyin' with your food, Bill?" Frank bit out in a quiet mutter. Food. You weren't food and Billy felt himself prickle at the words. Billy turned to him, a menacing grin spreading across his face.

"Want me to rip that tongue right outta your mouth, Frankie?" He smirked as he popped a fork full of food into his mouth, his tone light like he was having a conversation about the weather. 

You frowned and looked at Billy’s plate and back to Frank not understanding what he meant by it. Then it dawned on you and your whole face dropped. He meant you, you were the food he was playing with. You looked down at your plate but this time instead of feeling sad, you felt angry.

"I'm not his food," you mumbled back at Frank stabbing a piece of meat and shoving it in your mouth with a little too much force. You knew instantly Billy would be disappointed in you for talking back, especially talking back to a member of his family, when you were a guest. You couldn't help it, the anger had spoken out loud. You gripped your fork so hard your small hand shook.

Billy's hand gripped your thigh tighter as a sly and smug grin made its way onto his face, looking at Frank. He felt a sense of pride at you standing up for him and he was also amused you'd even bother given half the shit he'd done to you. It pleased him greatly that you were defending him like this.

"Why is he so mean to me," you wondered in a whisper. The anger was different, it felt better than being sad but it still hurt. Since you've arrived, Frank's done nothing but made you feel unwelcome and made Billy annoyed and even angry. He was here to see his family but Frank didn't seem to want him around. You realised that maybe the problem was you, that his family picked on him because of your presence. You bit your wobbly lip and hung your head down submissively, wondering what would be your punishment.

Billy's thumb rubbed small circles on your thigh as he kept his harsh gaze on Frank and Karen cleared her throat loudly. 

"Cupcakes? Me and Y/N made them," she didn't wait for a reply, trotting off into the kitchen before coming back quickly with a huge plate of cupcakes, setting them down on the table. 

You glared at Frank but your courage failed you when he met your eyes. You looked down and peeled your sore fingers from your fork to push your plate away from you and sit back in your chair.

"Most of the decoration was Y/N," Karen smiled as she sat back down next to Frank. Micro was the first to grab one, practically inhaling the thing whole as the others slowly helped themselves, the tension still there but not as bad. Billy reached out and grabbed one he knew you'd done. You had a very different style to Karen's and he hadn't even thought about it, just gravitating towards yours. He took a bite, brows raising in appreciation as he looked at you. 

"You're good at this, kitten," he murmured, licking some icing from the corner of his mouth. You'd never baked for him before but he knew you were decent in the kitchen. You seemed to be a natural with baking though.

You turned your head at Billy and smiled for the first time in a while. All your anger dissipated and you grabbed one for yourself.

"Thanks. I think I'd like to try more baking at home when we come back if that's okay with you. I had a lot of fun with Karen. She's been very kind to me." You said looking up at her and ignored Frank’s tense shoulder roll next to her. Karen grinned back at you, beaming at your words.

"That'd be good. It's a good hobby to have," Billy said as he finished another cupcake. He'd like you to bake for him. He could picture you in nothing but an apron as you baked all sorts of treats for him. He might not need human food but there were some things he still enjoyed, like blueberry muffins.

"Do you think I could get a baking book at the library too?" You asked Billy, munching on the small cake in your hand. It tasted wonderful and you were already eyeing another one, wondering if it'd be polite or not to get a second.

He caught the glance and he smirked, reaching out for another cupcake and putting it in your hand.

"Yeah. They'd have a lot of 'em. Need to finish the books you have first though," he said as he leaned back in his chair, still avoiding Frank's curious and scrutinising gaze. You grinned looking at Billy and munched on your second cupcake. They tasted like heaven, a heaven you could hold in the palm of your hand.

"Alright, well if you guys are done scoldin' and pickin' on us, we'll be retirin' for the night," Billy gave Frank a very fake smile as he stood, holding his hand out expectantly to you. He really couldn't be bothered sitting at the table any longer with the tension going on. It was getting tiring pretending Frank's asshole behaviour wasn't stinging him.

You looked up at Billy and reached up for his hand as you stood up. You waved to Karen with a shy smile and followed behind Billy walking purposefully to his room where you’d be staying. If you were honest, you were glad to go back to your room early. The day ended up on a very sour note that you didn’t expect at all. You hoped tomorrow would be better and that the tensions would melt away during the night.

When he got to the room, he let go of your hand, kicking off his boots and setting them neatly by the door. You did the same with yours and stayed quiet, gauging his mood. He moved over to the bed, sitting on it with a heavy sigh. His whole body felt rigid from all the tension and he was regretting even coming here. He knew it would go like this and he knew bringing you would rile Frank up, it was why he did it. But now he really didn't want to have to deal with all the drama.

You tiptoed quietly to the bed and crawled on top of it with him. You knelt behind him and reached forward to run your hands on his back soothingly. You moved them upwards and gripped his tense shoulders, giving him a massage to ease up all the built up tension inside him. You couldn’t take back what his family said but at least you could try to make him feel better about bringing you here.

He hummed, feeling himself relax a little at your touch. Frank could bitch all he wanted about human pets but if he didn't have you, he'd be going through this bullshit completely alone. He turned to look over his shoulder a little, a thoughtful look on his face.

"You talked back at the table before," he started, his voice neutral.

"You were angry," he mused softly. He'd picked it up by your scent and the way your heartbeat changed.

“I did, I was angry. I apologize for talking back,” you said, giving his shoulders a little squeeze.

“I just hate the way he’s been with you today...and me,” you added a bit quieter and dropping your hands down his back to your lap. You weren’t particularly proud of you for misbehaving in front of his entire family but you wanted Frank to stop acting that way and act like the Frank Billy told you about, the one he loved like a brother.

He smirked to himself as he realised you were feeling a little protective of him. Honestly, it was adorable and highly amusing. He shifted to face you on the bed, eyes trailing your body.

"Don't gotta be sorry. He was actin' like an asshole, he deserved it. And you were defendin' me," he muttered. Coming to his defense was the only reason you were getting away with it.

You looked up, meeting his gaze already on you.

“So no closet tonight?” you asked with a tiny bit of surprise in your voice. You were sure that’s where you’d be sleeping for the night and you barely wanted to believe it yet, no closet.

He reached out, tucking some of your hair behind your ear as he smiled a little.

"No closet. You were a good girl for me, that's all that matters," he smirked, his hand trailing to your jaw. His thumb swiped over your lower lip, dark eyes darting down to it as he felt heat pool low in his belly. He knew just what he could do to help him relax.

You parted your lips as he ran his thumb over them softly. You moved your head down slightly and kissed his thumb before giving it a playful bit, barely applying pressure on it and grinned. You very much liked where this situation could go, needing very much to feel wanted right now, especially by him.

He grinned, his hand suddenly gripping your jaw as he darted forward and placed a firm kiss to your lips.

"Clothes off, kitten," he purred against your lips, releasing your jaw as he watched you with a hooded gaze.

You knelt up on the bed and slid the cardigan off your shoulders first. You pulled on your dress and slid it off over your head, leaving you in one of your newly acquired bras. You scooted off the bed and took off the legging on your legs showing off the matching thong you wore. You saw your reflection in the tall floor mirror and paused undressing to look at your reflection in it for a few. The young woman looking back almost seemed foreign to you, she was gorgeous, healthy, plump. You never saw yourself that way before and it caught you off guard.

Billy's obsidian eyes raked over your body, drinking in the sight greedily as he stripped off his own clothes until he had nothing on. He knelt in the middle of the bed, eyes not leaving you as he smirked.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" He asked, taking in how you were looking at yourself. You looked beautiful as you always did. You'd captivated him since the moment he'd laid eyes on you that day in Nevada. 

“I just never seen myself this way before, I look...” you said, running a finger on the lacy underwear he had picked himself and bought you.

“Feel…like a princess,” you added after thinking a bit more. It was the only exemple you could think of. It wasn’t said in a presumptuous way. It was more feeling taken care of, wearing expensive and gorgeous clothes, being fed daily and all. You never thought you’d ever get any of that. You weren’t sure why today and right now was when you’d take it all in finally but you did and gave him a grateful smile before undressing completely and climbed back on the bed to him.

"You look like one. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he murmured as he watched you. It wasn't even a lie either. He'd never seen anyone that enchanted him as much as you did. 

“Well I guess that makes two of us,” you said looking down his lean muscular body up to his handsome face and hair. The invisible pull moving you forward to crash your lips to his, kissing him languidly, running your hands over his cool skin.

He gripped your hips, pulling you flush to him as he kissed you back deeply. He moaned into the kiss, moving you both so you were on your back and he was hovering on top of you. He kissed down to your neck, lavishing it with attention as a hand slid between you and slowly started to tease your clit.

Your hips bucked up at his touch making you gasp, gripping at his neck and shoulder tighter. You rubbed your tingling skin on the soft bed under you, feeling the warm pleasure spreading all over you.

“I need you,” you said in a long sigh, closing your eyes at the overwhelming sensations he was giving you.

A moan left his lips at your words as they set a fire inside of him. He lined his cock up with your entrance and didn't wait as he pushed right in with a long moan against your neck. You moaned, feeling him enter you in one long thrust and you wrapped your arms around him tightly, one hand cradling the back of his head in his hair and the other around the back of his shoulder. You pressed him down flat on you as he started fucking into you hard and fast. He was done with slow and gentle, he was wound far too tightly for that. He was sure you could take it. He hitched one of your thighs over his hip to give him better access as he pounded into you, his moans loud and unashamed.

He took you harder than before and you gasped loudly, feeling overwhelmed at first. It didn’t take long for your desire and pleasure to reach a new threshold, your nails biting into his skin as you felt the invisible pull to him yank you forward in his dark embrace.

A large hand held your jaw firmly as he captured your lips in a dirty kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth roughly as he fucked you. Despite you taking his cock easier now, you still felt divinely tight around him and he felt his pleasure building quickly. The headboard was smacking against the wall with how hard he was going at you. Even if the house would be occupied with humans they'd be able to hear what was going on, but with their vamp hearing he knew they'd be getting quite a show. He couldn't bring himself to care though.

"Takin' my cock so good like a good girl," he moaned against your lips, feral need rushing through his body. You nodded and hummed approvingly squirming around under his feral thrusting. You tried meeting his thrusts with your hips but you couldn’t keep up with him.

“Would you care to show me a new one?” you asked with a little minx smirk adorning your adorably fuck flushed face. He stilled completely, blinking down at you for a moment as he held on barely by a thread. He slowly raised a brow, shocked by your boldness when he'd been in the middle of fucking you senseless. You giggled, seeing his face and bit down on a finger, hiding behind your small hand. You were also wondering where it came from as it just came out of you without thinking first. You gave him a small shrug feeling sheepish and amused under his gaze.

He chuckled, shaking his head as he pulled out of you. His hands rolled you over, pulling your hips up so you were on all fours. He palmed your ass cheeks as he admired your beautiful body.

"Feelin' cheeky today, kitty cat?" He drawled casually as his hands smoothed over your ass.

“Sorry sir,” you said with a bashful grin looking over your shoulder. You moved your butt around feeling his soft hands palmed and knead it.

He smirked before he landed a firm smack to your right ass cheek, the noise seemed to echo in the room. You gasped loudly and looked back at him almost offended, mouth hanging open and all. You bit your lower lip and let a small moan out feeling the hot tingling on your skin.

"You gonna pretend you don't like this, sweetheart?" He smirked darkly, sending another hard smack to the same ass cheek as he watched you. You moaned loudly, your arms giving out from under you at the shock. You let a long whiny moan and moved your hips to rub back on him.

“No sir,” you answered with a whiny and needy voice, your head on a pillow and your ass upward.

He bit his lip with a groan, his hand smoothing over the abused flesh soothingly as his eyes trailed over your body and the way you moved. He shifted closer, grabbing his cock and rubbing it teasingly against your soaked entrance and your clit.

"Tell me what you want, kitten," he demanded roughly, teasing himself just as much as you.

“I want you to take me and make me cum please,” you asked in a plea with your sweet as sin voice looking at him over your shoulder.

He almost came hearing your words and your soft voice. You were so angelic yet so naughty and it left him feeling lightheaded. He thrust into you, not giving you any time to adjust as he picked up his savage pace from earlier, his hands gripping your hips bruisingly.

You screamed loudly and slapped a hand over your mouth to stifle your loud moans remembering where you were. He leaned over your body, snatching your hand away as he fucked you even harder with a growl.

"I wanna hear you," he bit out, his annoyance only making him get rougher and faster.

“But-But-” You tried to answer back between gasps and whiny moans. You felt embarrassed but at the same time your brain couldn’t be bothered with it as the pleasure overwhelmed everything else. The new position and the angle at how he was thrusting into you was heavenly blasphemous and you adored it.

Both of your moans filled the room and he snaked a hand around, rubbing at your clit at the same fast pace he was railing you with.

"Cum for me, kitten," he demanded harshly. He was so close to his own release and he wanted to feel you cum around his cock before he did.

It only took a few more seconds for your orgasm to hit you hard and just wouldn’t stop. You moaned and gasped loudly at the neverending waves of pleasure hitting you, making sobbing like sounds at how good it felt.

A feral growl got ripped from him as he felt you clenching around him and he snapped his hips to yours even harder. The headboard was slamming into the wall even louder now and he felt the pleasure hitting him hard. He came with a ridiculously loud moan, feeling the blissful euphoria wash over every inch of him. He arched into you a few more times trying to prolong the feeling before he pressed his head to your shoulder, feeling like he had no bones left in his body.

You flopped down under him panting hard, locks of your messy hair sticking to your sweaty face, too tired to move them. It had to be the best you could ever get, it just couldn’t possibly get any better than this.

“Wow,” you said in a long breath, your heartbeat and lungs slowly returning to normal.

He chuckled, pulling out of you with a groan before he collapsed beside you on the bed. He was still riding the high he was on. He felt much better, completely relaxed now. Some good sex always made everything better.

[jujumin-translates]

Event | the Rad Red | Chapter 10

Daichi: “It’s done, Senri!”

Senri: “Thought I told you to stop coming through the window.”

Daichi: “I said I wouldn’t fall.”

Senri: “Your feet are all dirty from walkin’ around on the roof. Take your socks off.”

Daichi: “You’re surprisingly detailed, Senri. You definitely get dumped early in a relationship ‘cause of it, don’t you?”

Senri: “Shut it. What did you say was done?”

Daichi: “A new song! ♪~♪~”

*Guitar plays*

Senri: …Huh. Ain’t bad.”

Daichi: “I wanna eat ramen~ Ramen~ Tonkotsu, shouyu, and miso ramen~.”

*Guitar stops*

Senri: “And it got worse.”

Daichi: “I couldn’t come up with any lyrics. But I really wanna perform a new song at our upcoming live.”

Senri: “There’s no way we have time for that.”

Daichi: “Isn’t that the trend lately? Figure out something last minute, y’know.”

Senri: “Then you’re the one that’s gotta sing it.”

Daichi: “Nononononono! I’d just get laughed at if I was the one on vocals!”

Senri: “Who’d be laughing?”

Daichi: “The vocals should just be done by someone more like you. My voice isn’t anywhere near that showy.”

Senri: “You’re just too scared.”

Daichi: “Probably. I’m just a more in-the-shadows kinda guy anyway.”

Director: (As per Taichi-kun’s request, Daichi is unable to be the center of attention. He’s gotten really good at acting naturally.)

Director: (Banri-kun is also like Taichi-kun and seems very realistic this time around too.)

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Hyota: “It ain’t a bad song.”

Isa: “I like it too.”

Daichi: “Okay so, I’m hoping we can play it at next month’s show.”

Isa: “We’re a little tight on time to try and get it in by next month.”

Hyota: “I think I’m gonna be busy gettin’ ready for job hunting next month.”

Isa: “Job hunting? Already, starting on that?”

Hyota: “Well, most other people got a move on it already.”

Daichi: “Job hunting, huh… So you’re gonna get a job after all?”

Hyota: “Well, yeah, I gotta.”

Senri: “Ah, you gonna work for your old man’s company?”

Daichi: “No! We’ll be able to make money with the band, so…”

Senri: “It ain’t gonna work.”

Isa: “We’re not making any real money right now. We’d have to get a record label to do that, wouldn’t we?

Hyota: “I mean, yeah… Goals are goals, but the reality is this is just a hobby.”

Daichi: “…I still wanna do music. There’s nothing else I wanna do.”

Director: (Both Juza-kun and Azami-kun are playing roles that are closely inspired by their real selves this time, so the atmosphere of a group of young people is really strong.)

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Ichihashi: “Make sure you take this exam next month. Are you preparing to study abroad?”

Daichi: “I’m not gonna study abroad. I’m busy with a gig next month, I can’t.”

Ichihashi: “When are you going to realize that you need to take over the company one day?”

Daichi: “I ain’t taking over the company.”

Ichihashi: “You can’t just not study well. You’ll never be able to get a good job without any kind of merit.”

Ichihashi: “That’s why I’d rather have you learn under my watch than go to some second-rate place.”

Daichi: “Shut up! I can make a living off music just fine!”

Ichihashi: “Don’t be stupid. People don’t make a living off of that.”

Ichihashi: “There’s no way it’s possible when the world doesn’t recognize you now. Keep it as just a hobby. I don’t want to see you struggle.”

Daichi: “--Tch.”

*Door slams*

Ichihashi: “Daichi! Listen to me when I’m talking to you!”

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Daichi: “…Damnit, I’ve got nothin’.”

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Daichi: “Sorry, I don’t have any lyrics.”

Senri: “Guess we’ll have to delay dropping the new song then.”

Isa: “It was always an overly ambitious goal, so it’ll be fine.”

Hyota: “It’s better to make somethin’ we like than somethin’ rushed.”

Daichi: “Sorry. But thanks.”

Senri: “Well then, guess we’ll call it for today then.”

Daichi: “Eh? No, we’re already here so we can practice or something--.”

Hyota: “Can’t. I’ve got things to do.”

Isa: “Ah, well, I think we should go then.”

Daichi: “…Got it.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “Huh. Hey, man.”

Ichihashi: “Senri-kun, is it? Is Daichi not with you?”

Senri: “We just split up a little while ago.”

Ichihashi: “…God, why can’t he just study that hard instead.”

Senri: “Impossible.”

Ichihashi: “Sigh…”

Senri: “You coming back from work?”

Ichihashi: “I’m going to check out the completed building and then I’ll be going straight home.”

Senri: “What’d you build this time?”

Ichihashi: “An Italian place right in front of the station.”

Senri: “Huh, I’ll have to check it out sometime.”

Senri: “…Actually, I’ve been kinda interested in architectural design lately, and I’ve been thinkin’ about going into the field.”

Ichihashi: “Is that so?”

Senri: “Haven’t talked about it with anyone yet though.”

Ichihashi: “If it’s design you’re interested in, make sure to chose the right company. Some companies just outsource everything.”

Senri: “Gotcha.”

Ichihashi: “If you’re interested, my company is always open for you. We don’t do anything too crazy though.”

Senri: “I’ve calmed down a bit lately, so I’d be good. Damn, to think I might be workin’ for your company, man.”

Ichihashi: “I really wish the roles were swapped here.”

Senri: “Well, if it were my folks, they wouldn’t have said anything about me being in a band.”

Ichihashi: “Your parents are also artistic people. So you might actually have a chance at making it, Senri-kun.”

Ichihashi: “But like me, Daichi has a clumsy nature. I don’t think he can make it on music alone.”

Senri: “Well, there’s still time until graduation, so I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

Ichihashi: “I hope so.”

Ichihashi: “Oh, right. If you want to study architectural design, you should consider studying abroad.”

Senri: “Abroad, huh. I’ve been interested in it for a while now. Guess I better give it some more serious thought…”

Ichihashi: “I’ve given Daichi some recommendations for colleges and courses, so ask him.”

Senri: “Gotcha.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “I really wanted to perform the new song. Oh well, guess we’ll have to put it in another show next month.”

Isa: “You’re putting in too much.”

Hyota: “Ah, sorry, but I think this might be my last show.”

Daichi: “Eh?”

Hyota: “I’m leaving the band because it looks like I’m gonna have to be more serious about job hunting than I thought. Once I get settled, I’ll keep supporting ya as much as I can.”

Daichi: “Huuuuh!? You’re kidding!?”

Isa: “Shouldn’t have said that before the show.”

Hyota: “Sorry. It wasn’t easy to say.”

Senri: “Well, I heard that job hunting is pretty tough.”

Isa: “Can’t be helped.”

Daichi: “Huh? Wait a sec, what? You’re all just okay with this!?”

Staff: “It’s almost time.”

Senri: “Aight, let’s go.”

Daichi: “No, we’re not done talking about this!”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Isa: “That desperate tension was surprisingly nice.”

Senri: “The only one who was desperate was Daichi.”

Daichi: “Anyone would be like that if they were told something like that right before a show!”

Hyota: “Senri seemed pretty normal though.”

*Knock on door and door opens*

Yoshimi: “Are you the members of Rad Red? Do you have a sec?”

Daichi: “Yeah?”

Yoshimi: “I’m Yoshimi from AB Records.”

Daichi: “AB Records!?”

Hyota: “Deadass?”

Isa: “Seriously…”

Yoshimi: “Your song was really incredible. You’re not affiliated with a label yet, are you? Are you interested?”

Daichi: “Y-Yes, yes! Absolutely yes!”

Yoshimi: “I’d like to consider a few things, so if you have any sound files or anything else you’ve done so far, could I have them?”

Daichi: “I’ll send ‘em right away!”

Yoshimi: “Thanks. I’ll be in touch.”

Daichi: “I-Is this like, our debut!?”

Senri: “I dunno yet. Maybe they’re just picking around here and there.”

Daichi: “But if he approached us, that means we have a chance right? He approved of us!”

Hyota: “Well, that’s probably true. That’s good.”

Daichi: “Hey, you started out saying you’re leaving the band! And then we get a CD debut! You’re not leaving, are you!?”

Hyota: “Ah… Umm…”

Daichi: “You said the best way to make a living is music!”

Hyota: “I guess I’ll hold off on leaving.”

Daichi: “Hell yeah~!!!”

Senri: “…”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “I’m home.”

Ichihashi: “Daichi. Continuing our conversation about studying abroad the other day, Senri-kun is properly thinking about his future. You on the other hand--.”

Daichi: “I’m on the verge of being able to make a CD debut. I’m gonna pursue a career in music.”

Ichihashi: “What are you talking about?”

Daichi: “Today a guy from a record company scouted us out. Our music got recognized!”

Ichihashi: “If you’re lucky enough to make your debut and think you can make a living off of just that, you’re mistaken.”

Ichihashi: “Do you know how many people make a debut and then just disappear?”

Ichihashi: “If you get carried away by the words “CD debut, you won’t last a minute in that industry. You’re too naive. You should--.”

Daichi: “--Stop it! You have no clue what you’re talking about, Dad! You never approve of anything I do!”

Ichihashi: “Enough with this childish nonsense!”

Daichi: “I could say the same thing!”

Ichihashi: “Daichi! Where do you think you’re going!?”

Daichi: “Away from you!”

*Door slams*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “So you just come to my house? You can’t run away just by going next door, y’know.”

Daichi: “I know.”

Senri: “So I heard from your old man that you’re a candidate for a college to study abroad at?”

Daichi: “Eh? Ah, I feel like he said something about that but I wasn’t really listening.”

Senri: “You should listen to your old man more.”

Daichi: “Listening is pointless. I could tell him the same thing. He doesn’t listen to me at all.”

Daichi: “Maybe you should just ask him. You said you were interested in his company, didn’t you, Senri? Aagh, if only things were switched around.”

Senri: “...You really are father and son, huh.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “Almost time to sleep, Daichi.”

Daichi: “Ah, sorry, can I have the light just a little longer?”

Senri: “I don’t mind, but don’t you have class first period tomorrow?”

Daichi: “Just a little long, okay?”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Guitar strums*

Daichi: “...I got it!! Senri!! I got it!!”

Senri: “...Haah? Don’t wake me up at this hour, dumbass--.”

*Guitar plays*

Daichi: ♪ “When I struggled in my darkest time, I was left behind by the fading moon.” ♪

Senri: “--.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “What’d you think?”

Senri: “...Ain’t bad.”

Daichi: “Really!? There phrases here and stuff are so cool, if I do say so myself~. I’m sure you’ll feel so good when you sing it.”

Senri: “True. But I’m not the one who’s gonna sing it.”

Daichi: “Eh?”

Senri: “You sing it.”

Daichi: “Huh? Why? Is there something wrong with it? If so, I can fix it.”

Senri: “Knock it off. You know what I’m saying. It’s your song.”

Senri: “Every song you’ve ever written is your song. They’re not mine. I’m not the one who wants to be in the band or sing.”

Daichi: “Eh--.”

Senri: “Go.”

Daichi: “Senri--.”

Senri: “You can come back when you convince your old man, dumbass.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Hyota: “So you decided to hide out here.”

Daichi: “I don’t get it. So you’re telling me Senri’s been in the band all this time and he’s actually hated it?”

Daichi: “Back when I asked him, he didn’t seem to cae that much, but I was sure he was having a good time.”

Hyota: “Well yeah, it was fun. But not for you.”

Daichi: “I’m having fun! Being in the band with you guys is hella fun.”

Hyota: “You’re trying to go further than just having fun. That’s what it means to make a living with music.”

Hyota: “If it’s for a hobby, then fun is just fine. But if you wanna make a living doing it, you’ve gotta be more prepared.”

Hyota: “I dunno if everyone will be able to make the same decision as easily as you did.”

Daichi: “So you’re saying Senri doesn’t want to do this with me anymore.”

Hyota: “Originally, you only invited him to the the vocalist because you couldn’t sing yourself.”

Daichi: “That’s true, but… I was just wondering if Senri wants to do music all the time like I do--.”

Hyota: “C’mon, just let him go.”

Daichi: “What do you mean “let him go”? We’ve been together since we were kids for the most part. I’m like Senri’s sidekick…”

Hyota: “Even so, you’re still the center of the band.”

Hyota: “I joined this band because I thought your songs were good, and I thought I could make a living playing music in this band forever.”

Hyota: “You have that kinda magnetic field, the kinda energy that just sucks you in.”

Hyota: “I think a guy like that can make a living in music, and with you in the band, I’m starting to think I might be willing to risk it all for that.”

Daichi: “...What about Senri?”

Hyota: “You already know the answer to that.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Isa: “The hell, no Senri today either? How are we supposed to practice the new song?”

Daichi: “Aah…”

Hyota: “Daichi, you sing.”

Daichi: “No, but--.”

Isa: “That’ll work. You can sub in.”

Hyota: “You can sing just for practice, right?”

Daichi: “...Well, okay.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “So many incoming calls… Tch, so damn clingy.”

Delinquent A: “Haah?”

Delinquent B: “What’d you say, asshole?”

Senri: “Hah? I wasn’t talking to you.”

Delinquent A: “What? You tryin’ to pick a fight?”

Delinquent B: “Huh? Ain’t this the Rad Red vocalist? Think I saw him at the show the other night.”

Delinquent A: “Ah, the band that played all those boring-ass songs.”

Senri: “--.”

Delinquent B: “What’s with that look? The hell are you gonna do?”

Senri: “You fuckers aren’t gonna get bored of this!”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Yoshimi: “I had a listen to your songs. I hope you’ll consider making your debut with our label.”

Daichi: “Really!? Of couse we will!”

Isa: “A legit debut, huh…”

Hyota: “That’s incredible.”

Yoshimi: “By the way, there was one song where Senri-kun wasn’t the vocalist. Was that you, Daichi-kun?”

Daichi: “Ah, yeah. That one was just a demo.”

Yoshimi: “You should’ve sung it live, it was incredible.”

Daichi: “No, no, I’m no good singing in front of people.”

Yoshimi: “Speaking of that, where is Senri-kun today?”

Daichi: “Ah, gimme a sec on that…”

*Phone buzzes*

Daichi: “Ah! Senri!? Why were you ignoring my calls!? Eh? Auntie? Huh? Senri got arrested by the police!?”

Isa: “Police?”

Hyota: “What’d he do this time?”

Daichi: “He got into a nasty fight and the police got involved.”

Isa: “What bad timing.”

Daichi: “Ah…”

Yoshimi: “Does Senri-kun do this kind of thing often?”

Daichi: “Umm… Sometimes… But I swear he’s not a bad guy!”

Yoshimi: “In the professional world, one person’s scandal can be fatal to the whole group.”

Yoshimi: “It’ll not only affect the individual band member, but the team as a whole.”

Yoshimi: “From now on, this is gonna be a bigger project, not just playing music with your buddies.”

Yoshimi: “The number of people involved will also be much larger. That’s what it means to be a professional.”

Yoshimi: “Of course, same goes for making the music. That’s something you all have to be aware of.”

Daichi: “...Understood.”

Yoshimi: “Would you consider debuting without Senri-kun and would you be on vocals instead, Daichi-kun?”

Yoshimi: “This isn’t something I’m just coming up with now, I thought about it when I listened to that demo.”

Yoshimi: “I picked you guys because your one song was good, but when I heard Daichi-kun’s vocals, I could sense an even more high quality song there.”

Daichi: “We-- We can’t do that! All of us are Rad Red, including Senri!”

Daichi: “We won’t do the debut without Senri!”

Hyota: “Oi, Daichi--.”

Yoshimi: “I see… We just want to minimize the risk as much as possible. Please just consider it for a moment.”

Daichi: “--Gh.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Isa: “What are we gonna do? You know if Senri’s coming yet?”

Daichi: “I haven’t heard from him at all.”

Hyota: “Anyway, why didn’t you just say that we’d debut without Senri?”

Daichi: “Because! Senri is our vocalist! Even if I haven’t heard a single thing from him yet!”

*Door opens*

Senri: “That’s the thing that pisses me off.”

Daichi: “Senri!”

Senri: Y’know, from our first song, “Seven”.”

Daichi: “Y-Yeah. I mean, of course I do!”

Isa: “Damn, you really are the problem child, huh.”

Hyota: “Now we’re complete.”

Senri: “Aight, let’s bring the house down!”

Daichi: “Hey! You were the one that was late, why do you get to hype us up!?”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “Hmm, well then, next up is our last song. A new one. This one was created after you had a fight with your father. Right, Daichi?”

Daichi: “Haha. You got me.”

Audience Member A: “Ahaha.

Audience Member B: “What the hell?”

Senri: “To be honest, ever since elementary school, Daichi never stood out. He wasn’t good at sports or studying, he wasn’t funny, and he was just kinda boring.”

Senri: “But not when it came to music. His music was insanely good. So I joined this band as vocalist.”

Senri: “This song is about Daichi’s decision to live his life through music.”

Senri: “So you sing this time. To convince your old man.”

Daichi: “Eh--.”

Senri: “I’m following you from now on.”

Daichi: “Senri!”

Senri: “Hyota, count for us!”

Hyota: “... 1, 2, 3, 4.”

*Music starts*

Senri: “Everyone, today is my last show! So let’s blow the roof off this place!”

Audience Member A: “Wooo!”

Senri: “Sing.”

Daichi: “--.”

Daichi: ♪ “When I struggled in my darkest time, I was left behind by the fading moon.” ♪

Senri: ♪ “Who am I really? Where do I want to go” ♪

Daichi: ♪ “A story with no set scenario, an ending for me to decide” ♪

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Ichihashi: “…”

Yoshimi: “This band is great. The previous vocalist was great, but when he takes over as guitarist, the power of the song really shines through.”

Yoshimi: “No doubt they’ll be big in the future.”

Ichihashi: “That one on the guitar, that’s my son.”

Yoshimi: “Daichi-kun is? If that’s the case, let me introduce myself again-- I’m Yoshimi from AB Records.”

Yoshimi: “I’m in the process of recruiting him for debuting with our label.”

Ichihashi: “You’re…”

Ichihashi: “Daichi had been withdrawn since he was little. He cried nearly every morning when he went to preschool.”

Ichihashi: “In elementary and middle school, he was always the shy kid who hid in the shadows, but before I knew it, he’d grown up.”

Yoshimi: “You have a wonderful son.”

Ichihashi: “He’s clumsy but good at only one thing. He really is just like me.”

Ichihashi: “Daichi, do your best.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “My identity rings out, the autumn wind drys my tears” ♪

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “Even if you can’t go the shortest distance, start running” ♪

Senri: ♪ “Each of us on our own path” ♪

Daichi: ♪ “A beautiful dyed red” ♪

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “Rad Red” ♪

Director: (i can feel all of Taichi-kun’s thoughts and feelings right now.)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Applause*

Audience Member A: The concert was so cool!

Audience Member B: Their singing was great too!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Taichi: Time for curtain call!

Banri: Yeah!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Applause*

Juza: …

Azami: …

Taichi: (Stand in the middle of the line like this, I’m still envious of everyone at the top.)

Sakyo: …

Omi: …

Taichi: (Everyone trusts me and is waiting for my words.)

Taichi: (I’m no longer discouraged by the fact that as the lead, I get to stand in the middle of everyone, at number zero.)

Taichi: (Instead, I don’t want to lose to everyone else, and I want to continue being the one who can stand here with pride.)

Taichi: (I’ll be the bright red that shines brighter than anyone else, and I’ll keep singing with all my might, and I’ll lead Autumn Troupe until the finale--.)

Taichi: Thank you so much!

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[tenshiacademy]

That’s My Husband - America x Reader

Working at a local McDonald’s and flipping greasy, calorie flipped, mystery “meat” paddies that cause the death of a crap ton of people every year. But hey! You gotta do somethin’ to keep bills payed (even though they don’t pay nearly enough for that...), food on the table, clothes on your back, and a roof over your head. That’s just the way life works. Working 8+ hours every day with no break to speak of over a hot grittle and flipping greasy patties of death.

“Y/n, we have another order for 35 Big Macs, 15 Large Coca-Colas, 30 Large fries, 5 Oreo Flurries, 10 M&M Flurries, 2 Vanilla cones, 10 Large Chocolate shakes, 25 Strawberry & Crème pies, 25 Apple pies, and a Large Strawberry shake”, said your co-worker and window-worker, Shauna.

I sighed before replying. “I swear to every God I can think of-”, I said as I turned to start making the Godzilla sized order.

*Time skip bought to you by Jake from State Farm*

The work was hard but the one thing that inspired you to keep going was the ring on your finger. ‘Gotta keep trucking along for him. The order is done and now all I have to do is collect the money, pass the order, then I can go home after cleaning.’

“Alright, Shauna. Take these. I’m about to start cleaning.” I began to gently massage the sides of my head to help tame the headache that was bigger than Gilbert’s, another co-worker of mine’s ego. Once she had to cart with the order on it, I let her loose and started tidying up so I could book it out of there for day.

About 20 minutes later, I head Shauna calling my name and Gilbert laughing at something. I walked into the kitchen readying myself to beat Gilbert with a frying pan if he had somehow ripped the large LED “M” off the building. Again. That story is for another time. “N/n, one of our customers thinks you’re super hot and he wants to go on a date with you later.” Shauna and Gilbert were struggling not to laugh at your expression. ‘How do I turn them down in the nicest way possible?’, I thought as I neared the window only to be met with a cute blonde boy chilling in his Red Corvette. He had eyes of ocean blue, a really cute ahoge tucked into his waves of golden locks. A blush arises onto my cheeks as he flashes me and smile of pearly white and winks at me.

After getting over my heavy blush, I turned to my giggling co-workers who were now leaning on each other for support while trying to stifle their laughs.

“Gilbert. Shauna.” I called out to them for their attention. They then turned to me panting from all the laughing they did. I rolled my eyes at the foolish duo and spoke up.

“That’s my husband, Alfred F. Jones.”

- Extended Ending-

“So, am I getting that number or what?”

“Alfred, shut up. I love you and I’ll deal with you when I get home.”

[angeloconnor]

Angel + some of her favorite songs

1. Novacane by Frank Ocean 

But girl I can't feel my face What are we smokin' anyway? She said don't let the high go to waste But can you taste a little taste Novacane, baby, baby

2. Doctor, My Eyes by Khamari 

Most of the time I feel too much So I try not to feel at all Staring at the ceiling, I Staring at the writing on the wall Is there some type of Is there some type of pill I could take That would make it all go away?

Doctor, would you give me something? Would you, would you? Doc, I'm only 20 something Would you, would you? I'm way too young to feel this numb

3. Static by Steve Lacy

Baby, you got somethin' in your nose Sniffin' that K, did you feel the hole? Hope you find peace for yourself New boyfriend ain't gon' fill the void Do you even really like this track? Take away the drugs, would you feel the noise? More and more you try to run away

4. Me and the Birds by Duster

All the pill connoisseurs and the secret saboteurs Got the fever for surveillance and the night life

5. Thursday Girl by Mitski 

It shows me what I am I'm not happy or sad, just up or down And always badTell me no Tell me no Tell me no Tell me no Somebody please tell me no

6. Crack Baby by Mitski 

Crack baby you don't know what you want But you know that you had it once And you know that you want it back Crack baby you don't know what you want But you know that you're needing it And you know that you need it bad With wild horses running through your hollow bones Wild horses running through your hollow bones

7. If It Makes You Happy by Michael Cera Palin 

Well okay, I still get stoned I'm not the kind of girl you'd bring home If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad?

8. That Funny Feeling by Phoebe Bridgers

Total disassociation, fully out of your mind Googling "derealization," hating what you find That unapparent summer air in early fall The quiet comprehending of the ending of it all There it is again That funny feeling That funny feeling

9. I Wanna C U by Blood Orange

I see you runnin' out the window Brain is runnin' like it's hidin' from the night Think of somethin', I'm feelin' real (I think it) Brain is runnin' like it's runnin' from the night

10. I’m a Tangerine by Tommy James & The Shondrells 

Hello banana, I am a tangerine Is it a dream? Oh, no! I don't think so, but My head is spinning, I am a carousel Don't-cha hear the bells ringin' in my ear? And I haven't any troubles Cause the friendly, friendly bubbles wash them away

11. Analog 2 by Odd Future, Tyler, The Creator, Frank Ocean, Syd

Bitches think I'm crazy, but I'm normal I just come off as a psycho maniac when I'm performin' That's an act so I won't bore you to death, 'cause I adore you

12. Candy Says by The Velvet Underground

Candy says (Candy says) I've come to hate my body And all that it requires in this world

13. Humpty by Mitski

I broke what you gave me But you kept giving more And I'm sorry for taking But I keep wanting more, more, more, oh All the eggshells are on the ground And I try, I'm trying to pick them up But they crack and crumble, it's all too much Too frail for me to touch

14. Bad Habits by FIDLAR 

Well they say I gotta habit That I'm just a drug addict And I'll never be nothing more Well they can just have it I don't care if I'm damaged Honestly, I just think I'm bored

15. A Burning Hill by Mitski 

And I've been a forest fire I am a forest fire And I am the fire and I am the forest And I am a witness watching it I stand in a valley watching it

16. Good News by Mac Miller

A lot of things I regret but I just say I forget Why can't it just be easy? Why does everybody need me to stay? Oh, I hate the feeling When you're high but you're underneath the ceiling

17. It’s So Nice to Get Stoned by Ted Lucas

It is so nice to get stoned And take a load off of my weary mind It is so nice to get stoned And never ever come down It is so nice to lay down And watch the clouds drifting so lazily It is so nice to lay down And never ever come down

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

some thoughts on what living with bakugou would be like:

-he’s weirdly organized. like he remembers where he put everything every time so if ur ever looking for something, most times he’ll just find it for u and it takes like .2 seconds

-will cook meals a large majority of the time, but if u bake sweets he’s an absolue sucker for them.

-if you’re like reALLY allergic to a certain type of bug or plant,, man’s got his eyes pEELED whenever y’all go somewhere together. like lets say, for example, ur allergic to bees. bakugou is blowing bees up left and right and u look at him and ur “no!! stop!!! bees are endangered!!” ,, he looks u dead in the face, like ur stupid or something and says “yeah. because of me. i’m gonna kill all of them.”

- if u have to get in an argument with somebody over the phone, he wants to hear it. like he’ll ask u to put the phone on speaker and he’ll just make mocking, bitchy faces while the other person is speaking. like,, he lets u fight ur own battles, but he wants to be there bullying the other person mercilessly in the background.

-if he doesnt like a song ur playing, he’ll just skip it. won’t ask, wont look at u, he’ll just skip it. borderline dick move tbh

-gets grumpy if u don’t follow his nightly routine on time, but also wont go to sleep without u. like he’ll just stay up and crab at u until u go to bed with him

-likes when u brush his hair for him. like u’ll be brushing yours, totally by urself fine, and he’ll just look at u and clear his throat until u roll ur eyes and beckon him over

-if u get like a bag of junk food or something,, do nOt leave that shit out, bakugou will finish it 10/10 times. he’ll finish it but then look at u and “why the fuck would u even bring that shit in here, huh? u tryin’ to get me out of shape or somethin?” ,, and u look at him like “idk man maybe just dont eat it then.” ,,, the glARE he gives u in response is muRDEROUS //pls this is quite literally the only area he lacks self control dont remind him\\

-has absolutely no regard for neighbors. he yells a lot and if y’all get noise complaints he just glares and 😡💥at the neighbor until they get scared and leave

-he thinks it’s funny to just subtly move things from time to time. like, for example, lets say plates. ,,, so like, u always keep plates on the left side of a certain cabinet, right?? but if he’s putting dishes away and feeling particularly petulant that day, he’ll just put away the plates on the right side instead. man’s then proceeds to smirk and laugh at u every time u open the wrong side of the cabinent from then on with a “jeez, u rlly are a moron, huh? they’re on the right side, remember?” god he’s annoying

-genuinely enjoys going grocery shopping by himself. like idk he just thinks it’s his quiet, personal time, u kno?? and he enjoys doing super-intense meal prep for the week anyways so he’s gotta make sure he gets the right ingredients

-u just hear muffled screaming from time to time. like u’ll be in the kitchen eating breakfast totally calm, and he’s making the bed and all the sudden just a “jesus fucking christ, swear to fuck im gonna blow up this stupid fuckin’ fitted sheet!” (which honestly??? valid. fuck fitted sheets.)

-if he doesn’t want to hang out with the bakusquad but they’re forcing him he’ll text u something like “I love you.” and then ofc ur like “i love u too. but also, u never just say that to me normally?? is something wrong?” and then total radio silence from him for like 20 mins and u get super worried,, and then he just sends u a video of mina or denki being loud with a “Can you get sick or something? I want to come home.” ,, i- 🧍

- isnt going to want a pet,, but if u have, like, a dog already when u move in with him, then it’s going to become bakugou’s dog. if he’s going to have to have a dog than he’s gonna make sure it likes him more than u

-hates doing laundry. will volunteer to do dishes instead 11/10 times

-he doesn’t sing in the shower but 100% plays the drums on the walls or his own stomach fight me on this

-he hates the smell of nail polish/nail polish remover. so if ur painting ur nails he’ll just walk in the room and walk directly out,, quickest way to get alone time

-speaking of alone time- say bye. u’ll get none of it,,, it’s not that he’s constantly on top of u or like talking to u, he just always sorta ends up in whatever room u are. like a cat, pretty much. like he won’t say anything, but if u get up to do something, he gets up and chooses to move his lounging to somewhere nearby

-he likes to scare the shit out of u. just like, rlly juvenile stuff like hiding around corners just to jump out at u. will just stand there and laugh when u scream, and will never, never apologize

-he gets weirdly worked up about hair?? just hates it, thinks it’s disgusting if he sees a stray hair anywhere. even if its his own. like yes it’s gross ig, but he gets so 🤮 about it

-he does house chores unecessarily loudly. like, u watch him and it seems like he’s doing everything totally normally,, but jesus christ why is it so loud

-gets bitchy around christmas if u decorate without him. he will complain the eNTIRE time if he does have to decorate, but will throw an even bigger fit if u dare to do it without him

-he gets mad if people drive too fast in ur neighborhood/ past ur apartment complex. like, y’all have 0 (zero!) kids, but he’s still up at the window like “Slow the fuck down, asshole! Why the hell doesn’t anyone have any common fuckin’ sense around here? That’s dangerous, you piece of shit!”

-if u sing around the house a lot, it’s the only habit of urs he’ll have absolutely nothing to say about. like it doesn’t even matter if ur a good singer or not, he just likes when he can hear u in the house even if ur not in the same room. he finds it comforting

-bakugou hates having people over to ur place. he thinks of it like his calm-space/safe-haven and it rlly pisses him off when people are there

-on the rare days he doesn’t have to work at all and stays home, mans is a total baby. he just refuses to get up for anything other than bathroom or meals and even then goes straight back to bed. he takes basically a 24 hr nap and expects u to do the same with him he’s so dramatic pls

-will make snarky comments about reality tv shows with u. just the bitchiest shit possible bc he enjoys trash talking as an art form, and absolutely does not care who it’s about

-likes to watch u do skincare stuff. he won’t ask questions and will be borderline offended if u offer some to him, but he just likes to watch u do it. man’s thinks of it as like his personal asmr

-hates online shopping. (pls i have absolutely no explanation for this one i just know its true)

-he has a lot of pride in his house so it’s actually rlly well decorated. like, he would never consent to living somewhere busted, lmaooo, so if u dont kno how to decorate he’ll figure it out for the both of u

-u can always tell if he’s falling asleep bc he constantly does that weird full-body jerk. like the one where it feels like ur falling

[autisticstarseed]

:’] my psychiatrist accidentally prescribed me a medicine that renders my birth control pills ineffective so i just got the worst period of my life after like a year of not having one 

[parkjess]

ASTRO Finding out you have dyslexia

Requested by @astrolight25 ♥️

Note: No matter what you’re dealing with, don’t let anyone sink in too deep in your thoughts bc of what they say. you’re always important, even if you don’t hear that often, you matter.

Myungjun:

You were at school/work when Myungjun, your boyfriend, was getting you’re bedroom clean and tidy.

His eyes caught the papers your forgot to hide somewhere he won’t find out, but he did. “Myungjun? Are you home?” You lock the door behind you, taking off your shoes and entering your bedroom that was half messy yet, a huge trash bag full of things you didn’t need in the middle of the room.

-“Hun...” he turns to you, only a little smile appears on his face, not the big, exposing teeth smile he uses to show usually. “What’s wro- oh, where did you get that?” You thought you put it in your bag. His smile turns to look somehow comforting, full of compassion.

-“Why didn’t you talk to me about it?” He stretches his hand far away from you, holding the papers in it. “I felt, like, I don’t know... scared.” You play with your fingers and look down as he puts the papers back on the shelf. -“Honey...” he holds you by the chin and lifts it so you’ll face him, pulling you closer to his body. -“I thought you know you can tell me everything. I won’t judge or love you less because of this. It doesn’t even matter to me as long as you’re here with me.” This soft side again showing, who could believe this is another side of the crazy Myungjun everyone else know? “Sorry... I’m not proud of it.” You mumble loud enough for him to hear. (I just gotta say, you have nothing to be ashamed of who you are and never feel ‘not proud’ of yourself!).

-“it’s okay... come here.” Myungjun says and pulls you into a bear hug, like only he does.

Jinwoo:

With all the fear you’ve been feeling lately since you found out you’re diagnosed with dyslexia, being anxious about jinwoo not knowing about it was worse to you, so it took time, but you finally decided to tell him.

You were turning around in bed for the thousandth time tonight, trying to get a good sleep, it didn’t work thanks to your thoughts. “Baby, you’re not calm, what is it?” Your boyfriend turns to you, it seems like he was awake for a while too since he speaks clearly, not with his usual sleepy voice.

-“Did I wake you up?” You whisper worriedly back. “No... I woke up because of the thunderstorm. What happened?” He’s now fully facing you, his hand is immediately caressing the side of your face. -“I have something to tell you...” you felt like your heart was about to explode, and not because of his warm touch. He only gives you a little smile and waits for you to speak again.

-“I was diagnosed... with-“ you started saying. “Dyslexia. I know baby.” He keeps that tiny smile on his tired face, surprises you. -“wait, you knew? Why didn’t you tell me?” You ask, as if he was the only one who didn’t tell. “I was waiting for you to be comfortable with telling me, and not push you to tell me.”

-“thank you.” You simply reply, appreciating him more than you ever did as you both look at each other while another thunder strikes.

Dongmin:

You were just waiting for the right time to tell him since you couldn’t let yourself hide such a thing from your loved one.

He was working in his little work room in your shared apartment, learning scripts. “Baby?” He sees you in the reflection of the window above him. -“Yes?” You stop walking once he calls you. “Are you okay? You’ve been here for 5 times in the last 10 minutes.” He placed his paper scripts on the desk in front of him and turned to you. Usually you don’t walk around his work room, so he immediately noticed something wasn’t right.

-“Ah, that... do you have time?” You bite on your thumb nail, feeling your heart racing fast. “Always for you, come here.” He sweetly replies and pulls a chair to his front, for you to sit on. After hearing what you had to tell him, and was so afraid of, you saw how many worries you didn’t have to worry for the last period of time, and he was so comforting about it.

“And you thought i would... what? Forget you because of this? We all have something we deal with... you can feel comfortable telling me everything.” He takes your hand in his, rubbing the back of it gently and lastly placing a little kiss on it.

Bin:

Like Myungjun, Bin would also find out about it when he finds the papers of your diagnose. “Binnie, do you want somethin- oh my god... give me that.” You weren’t ready to tell him yet, and you felt like you have to fight it so he won’t read any further, but it was too late.

-“Why would you hide this-“ he starts to ask, completely calm, putting the papers aside. “I was afraid, okay?” You cut him off as he pulls you into his arms, and you start sobbing into his hoodie. -“Jagi... (idk I usually don’t use much Korean words in my scenarios but I can imagine bin saying this.) You know I’m always here for you, and will always be, you have nothing to be afraid of or hide from me, okay?” He makes you look up at him and cups your face in the palms of his hands, wiping your tears away with both his thumbs.

Minhyuk:

Minhyuk had no idea what you’re dealing with, but he surely could tell you’re bothered lately, since you found out.

“Baby, are you okay? You’re staring at the walls for 30 minutes already.” He giggles but nothing is funny for him, especially not when you’re like this. -“Promise me you won’t be mad.” You say as he sits on the bed, holding both your hands in his. “Why would I baby, what’s wrong?” He softly replies, having those puppy eyes which never fail comforting you.

After telling him, he only pulls you into a cuddle, pushing you softly on bed to spoon your body. “Nothing you would say, will make me mad or upset with you.” He cups your face and leans in to place a peck on the tip of your nose.

-“You’re an Angel.” You simply say and hide your face in the crook of his neck as he pulls you even closer, until you become as one, and head to dreamland together.

Sanha:

“Y/n!” Sanha calls out to you from your room, while you are cooking dinner in the kitchen for both of you. -“Yeah?” You reply with the same tone, giving the soup one last stir. “What are these?” Sanha gets up off your shared bed, walking towards you, holding something you hoped he won’t see in his hand. -“Uhm...” you didn’t know what to say, should you apologize? Should you just lie?

“We said we tell each other anything!” He whines, annoyed by you not telling him, it makes him think you don’t trust him enough.

-“I’m sorry Sanha. I thought about telling you but I got nervous everytime.” You say, playing with the bracelet he bought for you from nervousness. “I’m not mad at you, it’s just... I want to know everything that happens in your life, which also includes this.” He point at the papers and puts them aside, stepping closer to you.

-“I love you.” You tell him softly, almost whispering. “I love you too.” He replies and pulls you to the tightest hug.

[heximagines]

Ambrose | Choose Your Own Adventure | 1B

{INTRO}

YOU LEFT THE GUN

As you retreat back into your cab to grab a pair of boots and pull them on over your bare feet you eye your gun. Part of you wants to keep it close by just in case but you’d scared the poor guy enough already. After a moment you decide to leave the gun, you think he can be trusted. You grab your backpack and shove your phone, charger, and a fresh bag of jerky in there. You think you’re all set so you grab your keys and begin to lock up the truck but just as you’re about to leave one last item catches your eye. You grab it and shove it into your bag before slamming the door shut and jogging up to the strange man’s truck. When you climb in he seemed relieved that you’re unarmed. “It should only take about 10 er 15 minutes to get there.” You give him a shy smile and nod. “Okay sounds good. I’m y/n by the way. Sorry I usually make it a habit to introduce myself before ya know, pointing a gun at someone.” He chuckles at that and smiles back at you. “I’m Lester. You don’t worry about it none. I’m sure you weren’t expecting to be woken up like that.” “Well it’s nice to meet you Lester, I appreciate your help.” Lester throws the truck in drive and sets off back up the road you’d been going down earlier. Your eyes peer out into the dark of the surrounding woods and you struggle to see anything past the tree line. Meanwhile Lester chews his lip nervously and begins to fiddle with the radio trying to get a signal to come in, finally the staticky signal clears up just enough to hear the twang of a country artist. “Oh!” Lester cranked it up. “Ya like Hank Williams Jr?” You laugh and nod. “Of course I do! Hey good lookin’, whatcha got cookin’? How’s about cookin’ somethin’ up with me,” you sing along to the muffled voice on the radio. “Yeah! That’s it!” Lester bangs his hand against the steering wheel to the beat before joining along. “I’m free and ready, so we can go steady, how’s about savin’ all your time for me?” You and Lester sing along to the radio up until the signal cuts out completely. As it does the glimmer of a street light lit up the road making you sit up in your seat. As the truck passes under it the cab is illuminated for just a moment and you turned to look at Lester. He still sports a little smile on his face and you’re thankful for the good company. It seemed like no time had passed when you roll past a big sign. ‘Welcome to Ambrose, Visit Trudy’s World Famous House of Wax!’ “World famous House of Wax huh?” Lester shifts uncomfortably and he gets an odd look on his face. “Yeah, nothin’ too special.” You giggle to yourself. “Not too special? It’s world famous!” Lester cracked a smile and laughed. “Well, I suppose you got me there.”

Once you drive a bit into town you’re greeted by a small gas station with a garage attached. Lester puts the truck in park before checking the time on the truck stereo. It’s 4:30am. You had a nice ride and aren’t looking forward to going back to sleep in your own truck, but it looks like that’s going to be the plan until the station opens. You both climb out and Lester goes about lowering your truck off of the tow. You wrap your arms around yourself as you watch, trying to keep the now early morning chill from your skin when suddenly you’re startled by a loud voice just behind you. “Lester! What do ya think yer doin’ lettin’ yer friend freeze out here without a jacket?” Lester’s head shoots up and his eyes are blown wide. You turn around to see a handsome tall man approaching. He’s dressed casually in jeans, a T-shirt, and a thick flannel. “Oh, hey Bo. I wasn’t expectin’ ya to be up this early.” The man, Bo, pays Lester no mind as he approaches you, taking off his flannel he holds it out to you. “Oh, no I’m okay really. I have a hoodie in my truck. Thank you though.” “Now, now no need to be shy. Go on.” He presses the shirt into your hands as Lester approaches. His eyes are darting between the two of you and if you were paying more attention you would have noticed the panic in them. Finally you slip the warm material over your shoulders and pul it around yourself. “Thanks. I appreciate it.” Bo nods before looking to Lester. “What’s the problem?” A slight frown twists your lips and you have to bite your tongue. “Uh,” Lester looked back down at you “You said it was yer starter right?” You simply nod, deciding not to butt in despite it being your truck. “Well that shouldn’t be no big deal. C’mon sweetheart. Let’s get you inside and I’ll fix your truck up.” The mechanic turns his back to you and starts walking towards the station, expecting you to follow.

Lester gives you a wavering smile and grabs your bag from the ground, handing it off to you. “Do you, uh, you want me to stay?” You take your bag and sling it over your shoulder before shaking your head. “You’ve done so much for me already. I’ll be all good and on the road soon thanks to you.” You lean in to wrap your arms around Lester’s slim torso in a tight hug. The smell of his sweat stained shirt makes you want to wrinkle your nose but you brush it aside. Lester seems to hesitate for a moment before hugging back, giving your shoulder an awkward pat. “You really don’t gotta thank me...” You slowly pull away and beam up at him. “Don’t be silly. Have a good morning Lester.” Finally you turn to the station and jog to catch up with the mechanic who’s holding the door open with a mildly annoyed expression. Lester exhales through his nose as he get back into the truck. Before he pulls off he looked back to watch you disappear into the station and for the first time in a long time guilt settles heavily in his chest. Lester throws the truck into drive and takes off. You turn your head just in time to watch him drive off in the direction you’d come from.

Your fingers fiddle with your backpack straps as you entered the shop. It’s cleaner than you’d expected. Almost as if it’s been mostly untouched. Bo closes the glass door and turns the lock. The click makes you jump a bit and you turn back to look at him. “Still closed technically, if I don’t lock up people will just barge in expectin’ service. Ya know?” You snort and roll your eyes. “Yeah people sure do like to make demands.” Bo flashes you a grin, “Exactly. Here how about you come to the garage with me and I’ll find ya a place to sit while I get to work.” Your back is sore from being tossed around your cab and the thought of sitting down and resting sounds very enticing. “That’d be great.” With a kind smile Bo gestures to a door. As you follow behind him into the dark garage you feel your anxiety spike, causing a tightness in your chest. However the feeling eases once he flips on the lights to reveal a perfectly average looking workspace. A little nervous laugh bubbles up past your lips and Bo arches a brow. “What’s so funny?” You cover your mouth with your hand and shrug. “I-I don’t know. I just had kind of a long night.” “Well then,” Bo smirks “how about you just relax.” He pulls up a comfortable enough looking chair, placing it right by the door to the shop. Gladly you drop your bag to your feet and collapse into the chair with a sigh. “Thank you.” “No problem.”

You didn’t know when you dozed off but when you open your eyes your surroundings are different. You gasp and sit up straight, head whipping around the room to take in as much as you can. The edges of your vision blur and your head swims with panic. Where the fuck are you? You jump from your seat and stumble just barely catching yourself on the arm of the chair, or rather contraption. You turn and back away slowly to take it in. It was like something you’d see in a prison or asylum. A metal chair, cushioned with cracked leather and straps designed to hold down your arms and legs. You’re just glad you hadn’t been strapped down. You have to get out of here. Not daring to pause and take in any more detail you dash for the nearest door. When you rip it open you’re met with a set of stairs. You take a moment to calm your breathing before getting down on your hands and knees. Cautiously you crawl up the wooden stairs stopping short of the top. You peek through the posts of the railing and you can see Bo on the opposite side of the garage, tearing through shelves like he was looking for something. You need to get to your truck and grab your gun. “God fucking damn it!” Bo slams his hands against the shelf, making it rock. You jump but quickly seize the opportunity to make a little noise. Scrambling up the steps you make a break for your truck, but as you run you realize in horror your keys are no longer in your pocket. But you’re in luck, you’d forgotten to lock the door last night. You grab for the handle and tear the door open before diving inside. “Hey!” Bo’s voice cuts the air like a whip. You watch as he launches himself over a bench and comes running for you. You slam down the driver’s side lock just as Bo is reaching for the handle, then scramble backwards to grab the passenger side as well. Bo retreats and you take the opportunity to grab your shotgun in shaky hands. When you look back up Bo is returning with a heavy looking wrench in hand. With all the force he can muster he slammed the tool into the driver’s side window, a large crack appearing in the center. You steady your hands to aim your gun at the man’s head. “I’ll fucking kill you! I swear I’ll fucking kill you!” Bo hesitates and you scoot back until you’re pressed against the passenger side door. Through the cracked glass you can see the look of pure rage written over his features, but he doesn’t move. You unlock the door and step out carefully. Bo’s gaze is so intense it takes everything in you to not look away. Aim still steady, you walk backwards towards the door where your bag sat waiting for you. You pause for only a moment before leaning down to grab it. The second you do you hear Bo’s rapid footsteps as he runs at you. You grab your bag and make a break for the door but he’s hot on your heels. When you exit out into the shop you’re already prepared for what you have to do. You aim your gun and shoot at the door, once cracks the glass, twice breaks through. You jump through the opening you made and the sharp edges of the glass catch at your limbs but you don’t dare stop. You run without looking back and when you reach the road you pick a direction.

GO LEFT

Towards town to find help

GO RIGHT

The same way Lester drove off

[shoutogepi]

not a thirsty question sorry babe but how do u think best boi shouto would be in love?

fjsjxhsaahaaaaa no worries bb i don’t just take nsfw only thirsts~ sometimes more like all the time i think abt how sweet bf lovebug shouto would be and of course i can elaborate ;)

— - — - — - — - —

shouto in love ❤️ (mini hc’s)

love ?? let’s get this straight... shouto got no damn cLUE what that is. of course he feels love for his mother and his siblings and friends, but since he never rly got to experience a romantic love between his parents, poor baby boy is helpless when it comes to romancing.

honestly he probably has 0 interest in love, being in love, rly anything to do with the dreaded 4 letter word— he just does not want any part of it. so when he finallyyyy finds that special someone (~≖‿≖)~ he’ll go through a few emotions.

right off the bat is CONFUSION. how come his heartbeat quickens when he sees you? why does that nice thing catch his eye in the store window he passes on patrol, and why does he wonder if you would smile if he gave it to you? how come he finds himself thinking about you when he’s falling asleep at night, and why is it that when he wakes up the next morning with a spare pillow in his arms, he wishes it was you?

after consulting his friends cough cough midoriya, he comes to learn the horrifying news. he has feelings ?? romantic, non-platonic feelings ????? next emotion to the stage, please— DENIAL, THATS YOUR CUE.

baby boy tries to fight it. ohhhh he tries soooo hard. first of all, he’s freaking out internally bc he’s never felt this way before (i know can u say cheeeeeeese). and he doesn’t wanna chance freaking you out either, so for awhile, he’s content to keep those lovey dovey thoughts to himself and just enjoy your friendship. he tells himself he’s fine with just being friends, and he really almost convinces himself!!

but at some point, inevitably, he reaches his limit. ACCEPTANCE, and then realization. he’s gotta make his move, he has to know if you feel the same because goddamn it you’ve got him wrapped around your finger and he wouldn’t have it any other way. & yeah he might face heinous villains every day for his job but shit if this isn’t the scariest thing he’s ever done...

obviously you feel the same way. so you start dating!!! shouto is so over the moon. it’s a little strange to see this usually calm and collected man so outrightly chipper, but you’re not gonna complain. this baby boy is sO saccharine sweet to you. pls don’t take him for granted.

just a few months in and he knows he’s in love. love love, okay? not some kindergarten fantasy kinda love. and boy does he prove it to you. in general, he’s not naturally the best with words, so he tends to show his love through lots of little actions...

even tho he has a demanding career he makes time for you. you make time for the ones you care about, after all! you two have at least one date night a week, no matter what, when no work talk is allowed. you guys don’t even have to go somewhere super nice, or even somewhere at all. all he wants is to spend a few uninterrupted hours with his favorite person. take that how you wanna hkdkdhsbsaAAA

if he has to go to work before you, he leaves a fresh pot of coffee/tea brewed for you to start the day on the right note. then he’ll leave little sticky notes for you on the bathroom mirror or on your keys. even if it’s a reminder about a doctor appointment or replenishing your dish soap or something else mundane, he always signs it with “i love you” at the bottom. sometimes he’ll leave a little heart or a really shitty, tiny drawing of your fav animal or somethin too. he hopes it makes you smile.

baby is so observant. he will take mental notes like there’s a tiny little deku in his head, furiously scribbling down everything that he can about you so he can make you happy, or make your life just a tiny bit easier. example: if you say you have bad cramps the few mornings before your period he will make sure to adjust his schedule every month, opting to stay in bed tangled up with you, easing your pain away with the gentle caress from his palm on his hot side.

he’s also very in tune to your mood. you don’t even have to speak for him to know that something is wrong, and he won’t pressure you to talk if you don’t want to. sweetheart will offer to draw you a bath or give you a massage, and if you accept, you best bet he sets up the room with candles and quiet, soothing music. anything to help his baby relax. he’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want, but when you’re ready to talk about it, he’ll wrap his strong arms around you and hold you close. very great listener right here. rating 12/10. he wants you to know that you can tell him anything, and be fearless of judgement bc you’re not gonna get any from him.

lastly if you have a hobby that he can partake in, he’ll dive in head first (with your blessing of course). like if you love to paint, surprise!!! baby bought you a new set of paints and brushes and canvases, and two easels, and he wants to convert the spare room into a studio for you! oh what’s that— you like video games?? he does his research and finds a two player game right up your alley, so you can sit in his lap and play all night together! this man does not concern himself with price tags, he’ll buy you the whole console and extra controllers in you fav custom colors too. oh wait wait wait you like photography?? surprise baby here’s the latest camera and five new lenses! did you want these other ten as well, he wasn’t sure which you’d like best? he got himself a matching camera too, and wants to plan a little photo shoot with you for this weekend. he can buy a laptop and editing software if you need that, too. anything for you, he’s game.

bf shouto just wants to make his love happy, and feel supported and secure with him more than anything. because if he’s really in love with you, then you treat him right too... and he’s just trying his best to treat you with the affections you deserve as best he can with his demanding hero work. sho will move the fuckin moon and all the stars for you. please cherish this soft boi :’)

[myblueeyedbuggers]

My Boys

Chapter 4

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers (best friend) Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 2788

Warnings: Slow Start, Language.

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change

Sorry for leaving this so late everyone, Had a really busy day at work and passed out as soon as I got in, Woke up at 8 and I’ve been working on this chapter for ages so hopefully you all like it :) Enjoy Everyone!

(Also մոխրագույն օրխիդ means grey orchid in Armenian, according to google translate)

-Two days later

If someone told me that I’d end up in the middle of a gang war being held hostage with a colt M1911 held up against my head, I probably would have called them batshit crazy. Confused? Let me explain, two days ago the mole in the մոխրագույն օրխիդ reported that they were planning to infiltrate our territory and attack us at the base, the մոխրագույն օրխիդ have been rivals with us for years, almost for as long I’ve been alive.

The boss was really pissed, I mean I’ve seen mind mad but boy he was raging, knocking everything over hell he even shot one of our new recruits he was that pissed off! All members were forced into training, Damien brought in an ex Russian spy to teach us new moves, at the end of it my body was littered with bruises and cuts I could hardly see my skin colour it was that bad. Hell, some of the boys looked worse then me. We trained through the night, alternating between combat training and firearms, it was relentless… some of the guys passed out from exhaustion and when they came back ‘round boss put them straight back into training.

I’ll admit, there’s been some intense wars, but they didn’t even come close to this one, everyone was involved, even the bloody cleaners were trained and normally they just clean up the rooms after the guys are done with a prisoner! We had a plan to draw the մոխրագույն օրխիդ out, everyone was to go to the bank and make it look like a heist prep, while I set up shop in the dinner across the road. I was to make sure that none of the մոխրագույն օրխիդ got the jump on our guys and take out as many of em as I could, so there was no bloody pressure there, I’d be lying if I said I was anything but terrified.

It was around 5 AM when training stopped, all of us ordered to get cleaned up and report back to the base at 6:30, one by one we all left for our homes the pistol strapped to my thing reminding me of what was about to happen…

-Tiny Time Skip-

The hour and a half flew by, each member was sorted into a group and bundled off into a car, every group has a different route and arrival time. Of course, I was the only one who didn’t have that luxury, the boss said that it’d seem less suspicious if I took the bus there and arrived last, so there I was on the number 17 bus at 7 in the morning. The street past by me in a blur, kids were making their way to schools with the mothers in tow behind them, mean while I was making my way to a bloody gang war. Not much of a difference between the two is there? Lazily my eyes glanced over the street, bored outta my mind, the stop was still 10 minutes away and the pair behind me talking business weren’t really curing my boredom.

I swear down if I don’t get off this bus soon I’m gonna lose it! letting out a small sigh I turned and looked out the other window. Okay come on could this day get any bloody worse ?! just my luck both Steve and Bucky were on the street the bus stopped on both staring at me, they really need to stop doing that it’s starting to creep me the hell out. I felt my eyes widen before I ducked under the window, wanting nothing more than this blasted bus to hurry up and move, muffled voices started yelling my name from the other side of the window as the bus started to pull away from the stop. Slowly I started rising my head up and dared to look out the window, both the boys were chasing after the bus, Steve lagging behind as Bucky raced ahead, we shared one last look before the bus blended back into the traffic on main street.

That was way too bloody close for my liking, letting out a sigh of relief I cleared my head and concentrating on my up coming task, the next stop was the one I needed, and I still had 10 minutes before I needed to check in. It was a simple plan, I’d walk into the dinner and order a coffee and a sandwich, walk over to the booth closest to the window and signal my gang I was in position, monitor where the մոխրագույն օրխիդ came from and get the registration numbers of the cars they came out of.  Simple enough.

Noticing that the bus was nearing my stop, I readied my things and hit the button, mentally preparing myself for the next few hours.

Steve’s POV

Y/n was right in front of us, on that bus, it’d only been a couple of days, but she’s changed so much again. Her cuts had healed but her face, it was littered with fresh marks and bruises, the dark bags under her eyes stood out against her pale skin, she looked like a ghost.

What the hell happened to her? I was still from the shock, manging to break out of the haze when Buck started running after the bus, we chased it down the block for as long as we could but eventually we lost her…again. Slowly, I came to a stop next to him, his face impassive, but his eyes were filled with anger, worry and sadness, a look I knew all to well, “Did ya get the bus number?” he didn’t turn and look at me. He was still staring at where y/n disappeared, his head turned slightly at my question but other than that he kept his gaze ahead of him. “yeah, she’s on the 17, it stops just outside the bank on 4th street… did you see y/ns face Steve? She looked like death warmed up, what the hell is going on with her?” Bucky’s temper started to rise, I knew how he was feeling, the frustration of not being able to help someone who desperately needs it was slowly drivin’ me insane. “That’s somethin we’re gonna have to ask her when we find her, come on Buck lets go find our girl” clapping my hand on his shoulder, we started following the road down.

-20 Minutes later

A silence surrounded us as we walked, both of us thinkin’ about her, why won’t she let me help her? I know what it’s like to not have a family growin’ up, then Bucky came into my life and changed it all, he became my brother and I his. That’s all I wanna do for y/n, give her someone to rely on, someone to trust. Gun fire shattered my inner thoughts, people were running and screamin’ as they tried to get away, the crowd managed to knock both of us to the ground, Buck grabbed me by the collar and dragged me outta the way before I got crushed by all the people. “What the hell is goin’ on?! Steve, you okay?” I didn’t answer him, my eyes followed where the noise was comin’ from, Bucky right behind me, both of us peaking around the corner to see what was going on.

Two groups were firing shots at each other, one group was holed up in a dinner and the others were shooting from behind a couple of cars, a few of em were shooting from inside the bank. “Jesus Christ! We’re in the middle of a goddamn gang war Buck, we gotta find y/n and get the hell away from here!” for once in his life Bucky didn’t argue with me and started pulling us away from the scene. A sudden shout halted our movements, the firing stopped as the dinner door opened, my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach from what I saw next, a man yelling in what I guessed to be Russian walked out the dinner, his gun pointed at the side of y/ns head. Blood was dripping from her nose as he dragged her across the middle of the road, the worse bit was that she didn’t look scared not one bit, instead she looked blank, there was no expression on her face and eyes were dead, the man holding her yelling was nonsense I chose to ignore, keeping my eyes trained on her.

“Steve please tell me that my eyes are tricking me and that isn’t y/n being held hostage by the dickhead with the gun” Bucky’s voice shaking, I didn’t know if it was from anger or fear, “We need to get her outta there Buck”.  Both our gazes were trained on the man holding y/n, our minds focused on a plan of getting her back to us.

Readers POV

I knew as soon as I entered the dinner somethin’ was off, the atmosphere didn’t feel right at all, choosing to ignore it and stick to the plan I got in position and signalled to the member sat on the bench outside the bank.  One by one, the gangs made their way inside the bank and I waited for the sign, 5 minutes later gun shots were fired from inside the bank as members of the մոխրագույն օրխիդ pulled in cars and opened fire on the guys. People in the dinner started screaming and running for the door, I played my part and hid under the table trying to look terrified, everything was going to plan then shit hit the fan, the guys left in the dinner with me pulled out guns and returned fire on the Црни лабуд.

This is not my F**king day at all! What the hell do I do now?! Shoot at these guys or plan hostage and gain the upper hand?!, the decision was taken outta my hands when one of the մոխրագույն օրխիդ thugs grabbed my upper arm and dragged me over to the back of the room. Guns were trained on all the everyone who were unfortunate enough to get trapped in the building, a young girl was hugging her mother for dear life as the war carried on, keeping my eyes focused on the guy closet to me I waited for an opportunity.

Okay, y/n this is without a doubt one of the stupidest things you are ever going to do, the thug watching us turned to answer another member when I struck, quickly leaping to my feet I grabbed him from behind and forced him to the floor. Clearly surprised the other guys faltered before retaliating, acting purely on adrenaline I pulled my handgun and started firing at them, managing to hit 3 of them, 2 in the arm one in the chest, before I dived underneath the counter. Bullets started flying past me as they fired through the counter attempting to hit me, acting on impulse I laid down, waiting for them to seize fire and check to see if I was alive, one guy peered over the side and tried to tell the other thugs I was still alive. My reaction was to grab is collar and slam his face into the counter the use him as a human shield, the members ended up unintentionally killing their own guy, clearly, I pissed them off for out-smarting them.

I managed to fire a few more shots before a sudden force hit my back, sending me to the floor with only my face to soften my fall, Son of a b*TCH THEY JUST BROKE MY GODDAMN NOSE! A hand grabbed my hair, pulling me to my feet. I came face to face with the ugliest motherf*cker I’d ever seen, Alexi Churnov leader of the մոխրագույն օրխիդ and the monster behind the rise of sexual assault cases in Brooklyn. “My, my what do we have here, it’s the renowned recruiter of the Црни лабуд. Boys, this is little y/n  y/l/n, she’s been a part of the Црни лабуд for quite some time now” His voice alone is vile enough to make a Nun swear, “Cut the crap Churnov I haven’t got all day ya know, places to be people to shoot and all that” okay maybe I need to learn when to keep my mouth closed.

The next thing I knew my head was forced backwards and a stinging pain erupted along the right side of my face, I turned my head forwards and what do you know, I was face to face with the devil himself. “Have some respect you insolent child! talk to me in that tone again and I won’t hesitate to kill you. Now down to business, tell me what the Црни лабуд are planning or one by one these people die.” Well, do I have permission to panic now?!, slowly Alexi came closer to my face, scowling as he waited for his answer, my response ? I spat blood in his face and laughed at his stupidity.

A sharp kicked halted my laughter as I was dragged to my feet, a now very pissed off Alexi was dragging me to the dinner entrance, the difference of the light left me temporarily blinded, “Црни лабуд! WE HAVE YOU’RE PRECIOUS LITTLE Y/N! COME OUT AND FACE US OR SHE DIES RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!”. Oh, you have got to be f**king with me. The Црни лабуд shared glances with one another, nobody knew what to do, hell even the boss looked conflicted and unsure with how to solve the situation.

You know how I said that attacking the մոխրագույն օրխիդ with a pistol and no back-up was the stupidest thing I’d ever done? Well this is even stupider. I quickly spun around and grabbed the arm holding the gun to my head and twisted it behind Alexi’s back, curse words flew out of his mouth as the gun fire returned. Shots passed by my head as I dived behind a car, in the distance police cars were closing in on the gangs, not that either side cared all were focused on taking out as many people as possible.

I was happy with staying here until the police got the situation under control, out the corner I noticed something odd, two very familiar faces were crouched down behind a wall, both boys were corned as gun fire rained on either side of them. WHAT THE HELL WERE THOSE IDIOTS DOING?!, my eyes were wide with panic as I watched thugs from մոխրագույն օրխիդ slowly edge closer to them, not thinking of the risks to me I dashed out from my cover and started running over to them. My heart started beating faster, one of Alexi’s men was pointing his gun at Bucky and Steve, Bucky stood slightly in front of Steve to try and protect him.

Using the last of my energy, I ploughed my entire body into the man, sending both of us toppling back over the wall. The impact stunned the both of us for a second, but the fist flying to my face soon knocked some sense into me, literally. What is it with these guys and punching me in the f**king face today? Quickly I rolled off him and sprung to my feet, barely managing to avoid his second attack. I used my size to my advantage, manoeuvring around the thug, punching and kicking wherever I could reach, at some point he landed a kick and sent me flying into the wall of the building behind me, my eyes followed his hands as he trained his gun on the boys again.

I acted on impulse, pushing me body forward and over the wall as he fired his gun, at first, I didn’t feel anything just a little pinch as I landed on the floor in front of Bucky and Steve, the sound of guns cocking behind me had me tense up and turn around, thankfully it was the police aiming at Alexi’s men. I let out a sigh of relief before turning to the boys, both were still on the floor with me, “Jesus Christ what the hell were you two thinking?! You could got shot! Or worse killed!” neither of them said anything, tears started falling down their checks as they looked at me.

“Y/n…Yyour bleeding” I felt my eyebrows scrunch up in confusion as I glanced down at my body, to my horror blood was soaking my shirt and then the pain hit me like a ton of bricks. Black spots filled my vision as I felt my body fall to the floor…the sound of my name being called from somewhere far away as darkness consumed my vision.

Very long Chapter to make up for the really late upload, feel free to leave some constructive criticism and as mentioned before all Imagines and Requests are open :) Thanks for Reading

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Backseat Bingo

Summary: Turns out the lead singer from your favorite band is really handsome. 

Do or Not Series

Fluff

Word Count: 2,448

Hui X Reader [Featuring: Shinwon and Changgu as siblings]

50s AU [What I wish the 50s were]

“This place is the antsville,...” I muttered to myself when my siblings and I entered the bar. It was jam-packed with people no more than a few inches away from each other as they tried to crowd around the stage. Who was going to play? I had no clue, but I knew they were going to be big. So I pushed myself between people and squeezed to the barrier as the musicians came onto the stage. That’s when I saw him, his eyes glimmered under the pink lights. Carding his hand through his hair, he stated, “Tonight, folks, we’re going to play a few of our hits. Let’s see if you know them!” And with that, he holds up his fingers and signals, ‘1, 2, 3, 4’! 

Surprisingly, I knew every song as I listened to the radio as often as possible. It’s only when my parents are busy listening to the news playing on the Morning Radio that I miss the hits. Whenever everyone was outside, I would find an excuse to be listening to the radio on the inside. Would I get in trouble for it? Yes, but it is worth every second. Finding out the voice I found attractive belongs to a handsome man? Made it well worth getting scolded for listening to the radio, ‘too much'. While I sang along, I found myself getting lost in his demeanor; how his voice would ring out on high notes, how his voice sounded like pure honey. I couldn’t get enough of it. So when their concert ended, my heart broke. I wished to see him again, but I knew I was getting my hopes up too fast. I found Changgu and Shinwon, my two younger siblings, perched at the bar.  

They were drinking two milkshakes, and when they waved me over, they ordered me one. Which I gladly accepted, "Did you germs enjoy the concert?" They smirk at each other and nod at me, “You were ogling the crooner~” Changgu teases me, “He’s not a crooner, you germ.” Changgu shrugs at me, and I roll my eyes. Shinwon gets up, flips his collar up, acting like he’s hot shit. And says, “Well, it was nice knowing you oddballs, but I see a looker at 10 O’clock, and I don’t want to miss my shot.” I roll my eyes yet again and shrug, “Later, guess it’s just you and me, Changgu.” He shakes his head, “It's just you, I’m gonna talk to the drummer, Wooseok.” I gasp, “You know him?” He nods, “I’m not introducing you to the lead--” I groan, “Later, Germ!” I groan, into my straw and watch the clock. Three more hours before my siblings and I need to be back. If we are late, I am so blaming it on Changgu. 

While waiting on the two, a grubby guy comes up to me and asks me questions like, ‘How’s my night going’? to which I answer 'Fine.' And, ‘What’s my name?’ to which I don’t respond. On the fifth question of, ‘Do you come here often?’ I finally have enough and ask, “Are you writing a book?” Doesn’t he get that I am not interested? I groan internally. What will it take for him to leave me alone? When this gorgeous guy comes up to me and asks, “Is he bothering you, Baby?” I nod, and the guy quickly backs up and goes, “I was not--, I did not know they were yours. Actually, I hear my buddies calling, so I’ll be splitting.” The guy smirks and sits down at the bar next to me when I recognize him. He was the guy singing up on the stage, “You have a bad reputation or somethin’?’ He shrugs, “Depends on who you ask.” I smirk to myself, “Well, what if I’m askin’?” He smirks over at me, “Well, I’m as bad as you want me to be, Baby.” I conceal my smile and wink at him. 

One thing led to another, and I was in his backseat making out with him. Don’t know how it happened, but I’m not complaining. I drag him on top of my lap and suck a bright red hickey on his collarbone. He's not one to be outdone, which leaves me, two bright red hickeys, on my neck. I have my hands fisted in his dress shirt, pulling him closer and causing wrinkles. When we hear a knock on his passenger window, it's the drummer, Wooseok, “Can I catch a ride from you?” Hui groans into my neck, “Can’t you see I’m-- Yes, yes I can. Give us a few minutes, okay?” I laugh as Hui gestures to the two of us, and Wooseok gives me a small wave. When Wooseok leaves, Hui slips off my lap, and I whine, making grabby hands at him. He chuckles, "I'm sorry to cut this short I don't want this to end." I pout, "Me neither. Why can't he get a ride from someone else?" Hui laughs, "I have a feeling the others already took home their dates. Plus, Wooseok can't drive--" I interrupt "What eighteen-year-old can't drive?" Hui laughs, "He's learning." I cross my arms over my torso and say, "Well, I was learning what your lips taste like." Hui smirks and pulls me back in for another kiss, "I know I won't be able to fall asleep in this class." I smile as we part and help him fix his dress shirt as he helps me fix up my hair. He asked if I needed a ride as well, and I shook my head. Since I'm taking Shinwon and Changgu home, I’m going to need to get a turtleneck to cover up this damage. We part ways with one final kiss, and he asks, "Will I ever see you, again?" I smile, "Depends. Are you asking to stay?" He smiles, "I live ten houses down on Maynard." I nod, and with that, I'm gone like the wind. 

I find my way back into the bar and find Shinwon lying on a bench. While Changgu is laughing at whatever the bartender is saying. Shinwon catches my eye, and with a smirk, he says, “I heard you were doing back seat bingo with Hui from Wooseok~.” I roll my eyes, “Oh shut it, Shinwon. Can you give me your turtleneck? So our parents don’t see my marks?” He shrugs and goes to the bathroom and comes back with his coat covering his chest. And hands over his turtleneck which I slip over my shirt. “What happened to the ones you guys had an eye on?” Changgu groans, “They had a girlfriend and did not want anything to do with me.” I squint, “I thought you were talking to Wooseok.” He shrugs, “I was, but I saw a cutie, and I went after them, and it was a complete bust.” I laugh, and Shinwon shakes his head, “Mine wasn’t much better.” He tells us with a sigh, and I ask, “How so?” He smirks, “I got a date next Friday, suckers!” I roll my eyes, “Of course.” Changgu groans even louder into the table, “Am I the only one whose night out didn’t go well.” I shrug, “I mean at least you aren’t working this shift.” He shrugs, “You have me there. So do you have a way to contact Hui?” I nod, "I am striking out this week." In unison, Shinwon and I go, "You should try out for baseball then." Shinwon is celebrating his victory, acting like he won when I am the one that hit a home run. I ended up snogging and giving hickeys to the lead singer of a famous hometown band. 

The daylight couldn't arrive faster as I watched the clock, waking up every so often to see only twenty minutes have passed. I wanted to scream, but that would alert the whole house I was anxious about tomorrow. What if he turns me down? What if he only wanted to be with me for that night, and Wooseok ruined his plans? It made me nervous and restless. The clock could not tick faster to reach 9 a.m., could it? I wish to know more about him. Like what is his favorite time of day, what keeps him up at night. What makes his heartbeat fast? Where did he learn to sing? The questions raced around my mind so much, I finally crashed. 

I wake up and stretch out my limbs to see it’s eight-thirty in the morning. Which leaves me enough time to get up, have some breakfast with my family. Get dressed and walk down my street and over to Mayard and to the tenth house on the right. When I’ve brushed my teeth and headed downstairs, I find my mom and Shinwon sharing a cup of coffee. They wave and tell me there is more in the coffee pot and toast if I would like some. I grin and pour myself a cup and join the two at the table with a piece of toast in my mouth. My dad bounds down the stairs and sighs, “I’m gonna be late.” My mom shakes her head, “Honey, you live right across from the school. I hardly doubt you can’t make it on time.” He shakes his head and kisses her on the cheek. Changgu comes down the stairs with a whine, “I want to go back to bed!” We shake our heads at him, “It’s your last year in school. If anything you should be grateful.” Our parents laugh, “Yeah, when we were in high school, they canceled our senior year due to the Spanish Flu. So be glad.” Changgu groans, “I would much rather they do that--.” My dad shakes his head, “Alright, grab a cup of coffee, and we are off to school, bud.” Changgu groans again, and they leave the house in a rush. 

My mom turns on the Morning Radio and says, “I heard you and the lead singer of that group you like so much,... What do they call it? Backseat Flinging?” I groan, “Shinwon---!” Shinwon shakes his head and says, “I did not tell her it was called that.” I shake my head, “We just made out.” She smirks, “Yeah, that’s why you’re wearing a turtleneck in the middle of Spring. I remember what it’s like to be a teenager!” I shake my head, “Are you sure?” It’s her turn to laugh with Shinwon. “Shinwon, you’re acting like you didn’t score a date last night!” Our mom’s jaw drops, “So you were just gonna leave this out, Ko Shinwon?” She scoffs, and I smirk at him, “Oh yeah, you should have seen him last night, Mom!” It’s his turn to groan as I fill her in on the details. We tell her how Changgu’s catch was a complete bust. She pouts, “I want my kids to be happy. Come on! These people need to step up their game. We’re the best-looking family on the whole block.” I laugh, “You got that right, Mom. Well, I gotta get goin’, or I’ll miss my chance.” They nod and bid me goodbye. 

I walk down the street, trying to ease my nerves by looking at the different types of flowers. The daffodils are beautiful this time of year. I pluck one, hoping Hui and I can start a new beginning. I knock on the door, my nerves wanting me to turn around and run down the block with all I got. But I steal my nerves and smile as his father opens the door. With a warm timbre, he asks, “Who are you here to see?” I tell him softly, “Hui.” He yells for Hui to come downstairs that a good-looking person standing on the porch wants to see them. I hear loud footsteps resonate throughout the house. And quicker than lighting there, he stands in front of his dad. Thanking him and shuts the door behind him, I hand him the flower. His cheeks turn red as he accepts the flower as his sweater falls off his shoulder, revealing the hickeys I gave him. He catches me staring at them, and he smiles, “I was hoping to see you again.” I grin, I didn’t expect him to wear my hickeys proudly, but I’m pleasantly surprised. I blushed and traced them with my fingers, my heart beating out of its chest as my touch sent shivers down his spine. He places the daffodil behind his ear, and my heart warms at the act. 

He leads me over to the porch swing and asks, “What do you say, if you’re free, of course. Would you want to spend the day together?” I shrug, “As long as you bring me home for dinner time at my folks' house. Then, yeah.” He smiles, “I can do that.” We split a milkshake at a diner, cranking out the latest hits from the jukebox that fills in our pauses. “No, you would not believe how fast Shinwon ratted me out to my mom that I was snogging you.” He laughs as I sip from our milkshake and tells me, “The band came over for some midnight snacks while my dad was still up. They went ‘Look at what your son was up to’ those bugs.” I laugh, “What did your dad say?” He grins, “Said, ‘Thank Lord Almighty that he’s finally gonna settle’.” I grin, “Is he right?” Hui scrunches his nose up and tilts his head from side to side with a smile playing on his face as he tells me, “Depends.” I playfully roll my eyes and say, “Okay, Dreamboat.” He smirks, “Ahh, you think I’m dreamy?” I shrug, “I don’t think you’re a boat if that is what you're asking.” We snicker as our fries come out, “You’re unreal.” I lightly pinch myself and let out a tiny ‘ow’ and tell him, “I feel very real to myself.” He grins, and that’s how we spend the rest of our day. 

When we reach his house, I go to kiss his cheek, and he turns his head fast, and I kiss him by accident. He smirks as he pulls me in for another, “One is never enough.” I can’t stop the smile from dancing across my lips. I grab his collar pulling him deeper into the kiss. When we finally pull away, I ask, “So what do you say to going steady?” He leans his forehead against mine and says, “You got me pinned, Baby.” I smile and kiss his cheek successfully this time and rush off, “Well, I gotta split baby, I’ll see you in my dreams!” He yells out, “I’ll see you there!” 

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5 more minutes ch.2

No warnings: Bold italics are thoughts/ Italics are dreams

BuckyxOC!

4.6k words

                                             3 months later

It had been 3 months since Serenity arrived in the Marvel Universe and she was getting more and more frustrated by the minute. 3 damn months of the same thing. She and Steve travel all over Europe and him performing the same act over and over again. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes as Steve got ready once more to punch “Hitler” in the face. She stared out into the crowd, soldiers nothing but soldiers out in the crowd. This wasn’t exactly Steve’s demographic. She felt his warmth against her back, she sighed.

“Are you ready to do this again?”

“Honestly… no.”

“Captain, it's your cue.” She turned and placed her hand on his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile

“Good luck.” He sighed, giving her back the same smile

“Thanks.” 

 “How many of you are ready to help me sock old Adolf on the jaw?” Silence. Serenity winced.

 “Okay. Uh… I need a volunteer.” Steve tried to hide his embarrassment.

“I already volunteered! How do you think I got here?” The crowd of soldiers laughs

 “Bring back the girls!”  There’s a cheer from the soldiers. Serenity glared

“I think they only know the one song. But um…let me…I’ll…I’ll see what I can do.” She scoffed

“You do that, sweetheart.”

“Nice boots, Tinker Bell!” The crowd of soldiers laughs

“Come on, guys. We’re all on the same team here.” 

“Hey, Captain! Sign this!” A different soldier stands, turns and pulls his pants down and the crowd starts to throw things at Steve. Serenity had enough, rolling her eyes. She walked up the stage and the men quieted down. They heard rumors of the girl’s temper and how she can beat any of them to put them in the hospital. She smirked as the men sucked their breaths in.

“Come on, Steve let’s go.”

“Ladies.” She motioned for the girls to come back onto the stage. The women run on stage and the crowd cheers.

“Don’t worry, pal. They’ll warm up to you. Don’t worry.” The senator’s aide patted Steve’s back. Serenity had no idea why she was even here if the aide was following them around. He was managing both of them. Steve’s lips formed into a tight line. 

“Go get changed, Steve.” He looked over at Serenity and nodded. 10 minutes later the crowd dispersed and so did the girls. Hopping onto the stage, she plopped in the middle of the stage. Hearing the rain hit the roof of the stage, she smiled and closed her eyes. 

“Yeah. Uh… I had to improvise a little bit. Crowds I’m used to are usually more uh… twelve.”  Serenity’s brows furrowed when she heard Steve’s hushed voice 

“I understand you’re "America’s New Hope"?” 

Peggy?

“Bond sales take a ten percent bump in every state I visit,” Steve responded, Serenity rubbed her eyes but laid still not wanting to disturb their conversation

“Is that Senator Brandt I hear?” Peggy asked

 “At least he’s got me doin’ this. Phillips would have had to be stuck in the lab.”

 “And these are your only two options? A lab rat or a dancing monkey? You were meant for more than this, you know?”

“What?” Peggy asks after she sees him hesitate 

“You know for the longest time I dreamed about coming overseas and being on the front lines. Serving my country. I finally get everything I wanted, and I’m wearing tights. They look like they’ve been through hell.”

“These men more than most. Schmidt sent out a force to Azzano. Two hundred men went up against him and less than fifty returned. Your audience contained what was left of the one-oh-seventh. The rest were killed or captured.” Serenity shot up when she heard Peggy say Bucky’s regiment. 

 “The one-oh-seventh?” Steve asked

“Bucky.”  Steve and Peggy looked over at her.

“What?” Peggy asked, Serenity stood up and jumped off the stage.

“Come on!” The three of them ran towards the colonel’s tent

“Colonel Phillips.” 

“Well, if it isn’t the Star-Spangled Man With A Plan and his little assistant. And what is your plan today?”

“I need the casualty list from Azzano.”

“You don’t get to give me orders, son.”

“Colonel, we just need one name.” Serenity butted in

“I just need one name. Sergeant James Barnes from the hundred and seventh.”

“You and I are gonna have a conversation later that you won’t enjoy.” The colonel said pointing to Peggy

“Please tell me if he’s alive, sir. B-A-R…”

“I can spell. I have signed more of these condolence letters today than I would care to count. But the name does sound familiar. I’m sorry.” Serenity bit the inside of her cheek. She knew he was alive and they needed to find him quickly.

“What about the others? Are you planning a rescue mission?”

“Yeah! It’s called winning the war.”

“But if you know where they are, why not at least…?”

“They’re thirty miles behind the lines. Through the most heavily fortified territory in Europe. We’d lose more men than we’d save. But I don’t expect you to understand that, because you’re a chorus girl.”

Serenity tuned out the rest of their conversation. She came out of her trance when she saw Steve storm out of the tent.

Fuck.

She follows Steve to his tent where he starts to change and pack some things 

“What do you plan to do? Walk to Austria?” She asks Steve

“If that’s what it takes.”

“Steve, you can’t just walk there. I understand you have super serum now but by the time you get there you’re going to be exhausted and that’s not going to help Bucky or anyone.” Peggy walked in

“You heard the Colonel, your friend is most likely dead.”

“You don’t know that.” Serenity sneered at Peggy. Peggy rolled her eyes

“Even so, he’s devising a strategy. If he detects…”

“By the time he’s done that, it could be too late!” Steve tells Peggy

 The three walk out to a jeep.

“You told me you thought I was meant for more than this. Did you mean that?”

“Every word.”

“Then you gotta let me go.” He gets in the jeep.

“I can do more than that.” Peggy hops into the Jeep and Serenity follows

“What are you doing?” Steve asks

“Trust me when I say this right now, don’t piss me off. I’m coming with you whether you like it or not.” Steve sat back down in his seat. Serenity smiled. Peggy drove off. The three sat in silence, Steve kept sneaking glances at Peggy. She leaned forward and whispered into his ear

“It’s been 3 months and you still haven’t told her how you feel.” She noticed his ears turning red

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Steve cleared his throat

“Whatever you say, Rogers,” Serenity sat back down

“I’m going to take a bit of a nap, will you wake me when we get there please.”

“Sure,” Peggy responded

“Ah, before that,” She leaned forward one more time this time towards Peggy

“You two would be a cute couple.” Now it was Peggy’s turn to blush. Serenity smirked

“Good night, you two. Try not to have too much fun without me.” Serenity leaned back and closed her eyes. Darkness greeted her.

She could hear his screams, it sent chills down her spine. It was blood-curdling. She covered her ears, tears pricked her eyes. Walking down the dark hall, she saw him lying there on a cold metallic table. She felt hot tears start to stream down her cheeks. He looked drained. No. Broken. He couldn’t break now, Steve. Steve will come for him. Her eyes narrowed as two men in black came on each side of Bucky. They looked over to the Doctor, who nodded. The men covered her view and his screams filled the room. The scene in front of her started to fade, she screamed and cried for him for someone to help him.

“Serenity!” She gasped. Looking around she met Steve’s concerned eyes. Peggy had the same look on her face. Serenity’s hands went straight to her face, the tears would not stop.

“You had a nightmare.” the English accent sounded like velvet

“You yelled out his name.” Serenity met his eyes

“Bucks.”

“What was the nightmare about?” Peggy asked

“I-I… They were…” She swallowed the choked sob forming in her throat

“They were torturing him. He was laying there on a table… just screaming.”

“Who was torturing him?” Peggy asked

“I don’t know. Th-there were two men and a doctor.” She knew exactly who the doctor was. Arnim Zola. 

“Hello, love.” Her eyes flickered towards Howard. His face changed once he saw her tear-stained cheeks and puffy red eyes. She quickly wiped her face.

“Howard,” Peggy responded

“I hope you were talking to Peggy, Stark.” Serenity replied, her voice a bit hoarse

“I was actually talking to you, love.”

“I’m not your love.”  Howard rose his brow and smirked

“I brought a leash this time.” Steve choked 

“You can use it on Steve, he’s bound to get into trouble.” Steve blushed and Howard laughed.

“Come on,” He cocked his head to the side

Fuck.

“This should be fun.”

She hated heights.

She was clutching Steve’s hand for dear life. She looked over at Peggy, she apologized with her eyes. Peggy understood, the poor girl looked petrified. 

“The HYDRA camp is in Krausberg, tucked between these two mountain ranges. It’s a factory of some kind.” Peggy told Steve

“We should be able to drop you right on the doorstep.” Howard slightly yelled from the pilot’s seat

“Just get me as close as you can. You know, you two are gonna be in a lot of trouble at the lab.”

“And you won’t?” Peggy asked

“Where I’m goin’, if anybody yells at me I can just shoot ‘em.”

“They will undoubtedly shoot back.”

“Well, let’s hope it’s good for somethin’.” He knocks at his shield.

“The fact that the shield is holding up amazes me.” Serenity managed to choke out

“Agent Carter, if we’re not in too much of a hurry I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for a late-night fondue. Would you like to join us, Serenity?”

Peggy looks awkwardly at Steve who’s getting ready to parachute. Serenity simply couldn’t respond

Steve grabbed Serenity’s hand, her panicked eyes met his face.

“You’ll be okay,”

“You can come up here and hold my hand,”

“Are you insane? You want me to walk up there and look out that front window!”

“You can hold my hand and face your back towards the window.”

“You are insane.”

“I don’t think Agent Carter will hold your hand.” Serenity sighed and walked towards the front, her back facing the window and holding onto Stark’s pant leg.

“Don’t want my hand?”

“You need them to steer the plane. I would rather not die, I’ll hold your pant leg, thank you very much.”

“Stark is the best civilian pilot I’ve ever seen. He’s mad enough to brave this airspace, we’re lucky to have him.”

“So are you two…? Do you…? Fondue?” Steve stammered. Serenity snickered 

Peggy ignores Steve’s awkward and confused rambling.

“This is your transponder. Activate it when you’re ready and the signal will lead us straight to you.”

“Are you sure this thing works?” 

“It’s been tested more than you, pal,” Stark says as their plane is being attacked Steve goes towards the opened door of the plane to jump

“Get back here! We’re taking you all the way in.” Peggy yelled

“As soon as I’m free, you turn this thing around and get the hell outta here!”

“You can’t give me orders!” Serenity snorted at Peggy’s comment 

“The hell I can’t! I’m a Captain!” he looks at her and then jumps out of the plane.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.”

“You say that as if you know for sure.”

That’s because she does

“Trust me.”

“Trust you?” Serenity nodded, resting her head against the bottom of the control panel. She zoned out of Howard and Peggy’s conversation and eventually fell asleep.

*************************************************************************************************************

It’s been 4 days since Steve left on his rescue mission, her and Peggy got an earful from the colonel. Serenity rested against one of the tent poles watching the colonel and Peggy argue.

“Senator Brandt, I regret to report that Captain Steven G. Rogers went missing behind enemy lines on the third. Aerial reconnaissance has proven unfruitful. As a result, I must declare Captain Rogers killed in action. Period.” The colonel said as a corporal started to type his words

“The last surveillance flight is back. No sign of activity.” Peggy said

“Go get a cup of coffee, Corporal.” The colonel sighed

“Yes, sir.” he leaves

“I can’t touch Stark. He’s rich and he’s the Army’s number one weapons contractor. You two are neither one.” He pointed back and forth between Peggy and Serenity

“With respect, sir, I don’t regret my actions. And I don’t think Captain Rogers did either.”

“I just simply do not care.”  Serenity shrugged

“What makes you think I give a damn about both your opinions. I took a chance with you, Agent Carter. And now America’s golden boy and a lot of other good men are dead, ‘cause you had a crush.”

“It wasn’t that. I had faith.”

“Well, I hope that’s a big comfort to you when they shut this division down.” Soldiers start running and talking excitedly around them.

“What the hell’s going on out there?” Serenity smiled.

“They’re back.”

They follow the crowd to the edge of the camp where Steve’s arriving with the freed prisoners.

“Look who it is!” Everyone cheers

“Some of these men need medical attention.”

“Medic, we got wounded.”

“Right over here.”

“I’d like to surrender myself for disciplinary action.”

“That won’t be necessary.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Faith, huh?”

“You’re late.”

Holding up the broken transponder “Couldn’t call my ride.”

Serenity smiled at Steve, she could feel someone staring at her. She met Bucky’s eyes. His eyes were the blue-green of the mountain lakes, hues that could tell tales of the sky and evergreen giants all the same. He stood there frozen, what was she doing here? Why wasn’t she back at his apartment? She slowly made her way to him. 

“Sergeant?” He blinked

“Doll?” 

“How many times do I have to tell you? I’m not your doll.” She laughed, her laugh sounded like music to his ears.

“I thought you didn’t like ma’am.” She looked up at him and nodded

“You’re right.”

“Doll, why are you here?”

“Well…”

“I wrote to you.” Her head snapped up

“What?”

“I wrote you letters, I thought you left or maybe you were ignoring me.” his gaze now on the floor

“Bucky…” Bucky blushed, she called him Bucky

“Every time the mail would come in, I hoped you would write back.”

Shouldn’t he have written to Connie?

“I’m sorry, I didn’t remember the way to the apartment and Steve ended up seeing me walking around. He and Peggy ended up taking me to Stark.” His eyes widened

“Luckily the senator sent me to follow Steve around and that’s how I ended up here.” Bucky met her eyes. Serenity stepped closer, Bucky’s breath hitched. They were practically chest to chest.

“I am curious though,” She met his eyes

“What did you write to me, Sergeant?”

“I wrote about everything.”

“Everything?” he nodded

“That’s very specific.” She rolled her eyes, Bucky smirked

“I’m glad you’re alright, doll,”

“Me? What about you? Are you alright?” Bucky let out a slight chuckle

“You know I was very honored to hear that you were so worried about me, but I’m fine.”

“Hear?” Bucky smirked and Serenity groaned

“Steve…” She murmured 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She said walking back towards the tent, Bucky smiled and ran behind her

“Really now?”

“Yup.”

“Where are you going?”

“Just want to talk to Steve.”

“Just talk?”

“Yup.”

“Then why do you have a murderous look in your eyes?”

“I do not.”

“Speaking of the devil.” She said as Steve jogged towards the two

“Hey Buck, let’s go get ready.”

“Ready for what?”

“The colonel is allowing us to go out and celebrate the rescue mission.”

“Serenity, Peggy wants to see you.”

“Why?”

“No idea.” 

“Before I head over,” Serenity grabbed Steve’s hand and dragged him away from Bucky

“Ah, you stay over there,” She said when she saw Bucky trying to follow them

“Yes, ma’am,” He rose his hands up in defeat and smirked

“I do hate when he calls me ma’am,” she said to herself, turning she placed her finger on Steve’s chest

“You told Bucky about my nightmare?” 

“No, I just told him you were very worried about him.” She narrowed her eyes

“I may or may not have told him you cried,” She groaned

“Steven Grant Rogers,” She playfully punched his chest

“He talked about you, you know” She rose her brow

“The whole way back, he was saying how he wrote letters to a dame and I asked if it was Connie and he shook his head. I think he likes you.”

“He’s just flirting,” Steve smiled and shook his head

“Captain.”

“Agent Carter,”

“I asked for her 10 minutes ago,”

“Ah, sorry. I just needed to ask him something. What’s up?”

“Come with me,”

“Oh no, am I going to be punished?” Peggy smiled

“No, everyone is getting together and I thought we should get ready together.”

“Are, are you suggesting giving me a makeover?”

“Slightly,” Serenity smiled, looping her arm through Peggy's

“This is going to be fun,”

************************************************

“Ummm, Peggy,” Serenity started to pick at the pins in her hair. Peggy smacked her hand away

“Leave them alone, you look gorgeous.” Serenity stared at her reflection through the store’s window. The emerald green dress hugged her chest and waist while the bottom slightly flared out. 

“You’re kidding me right,” She looked Peggy up and down

“If Cap doesn’t ask you out, I will.”

“If Sergeant Barnes doesn’t ask you, I will,”

“Why does everyone think he likes me?”

“Because, love, he does.”

“He can’t like me, he doesn’t even know me.”

“Captain rogers-”

“Ah, don’t say Steve doesn’t know you. He spent boot camp with you.” Peggy rolled her eyes.

“Do you think I can wear different shoes?”

“No,”

“Why? I hate wearing heels.”

“It holds the outfit together, so too bad.”

“There they are,” Serenity cocked her head to the side 

“What do you think they’re talking about?” 

“Probably complaining about the men singing,” Serenity smiled

***

“See? I told you. They’re all idiots.” Bucky smiled, placing his hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“How about you? Are you ready to follow Captain America into the jaws of death?” Steve asked, smiling back

“Hell, no. That little guy from Brooklyn who was too dumb not to run away from a fight. I’m following him. But you’re keeping the outfit, right?”

“You know what? It’s kind of growing on me.” The two of them smiled and laughed.

The singing in the bar stops as Peggy in a tight-fitting, deep-red dress walks in.

“Captain.” Peggy looks at Steve

“Agent Carter.”

“Ma’am.” Bucky smiled at Peggy

“Where’s Serenity?” Bucky asked

She turned to see Serenity still standing in the door entrance. Peggy smiled and grabbed her hand, cocking her head to the side to follow her.

Fuck, she hates social interactions

Bucky on the other hand was thanking the colonel for this, he was thanking the gods. She walked in and his breath hitched, he could feel the heat on his face. She looked absolutely stunning. 

“Howard has some equipment for you to try. Tomorrow morning?” Peggy continued her conversation, still holding Serenity’s hand. Bucky eyed their hands, Peggy smirked.

“Sounds good.”

“I see your top squad is prepping for duty.”

“You don’t like music?” Bucky asked

This is music? 

“I do, actually. I might even, when this is all over, go dancing.” Peggy smiled and looked over at Steve.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Bucky asked

“Steve.” Serenity coughed, Peggy narrowed her eyes and ignored her comment. Serenity shrugged

“The right partner. 0800, Captain.”

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll be there.”

“What about you, doll?” 

“What?” She jumped a bit and asked too quickly, Bucky chuckled

“Do you dance?”

“I-I don’t know how.”

“You don’t know how to dance?” Steve asked

“No, I wasn’t one for parties and I’ve never been asked.”

“Now that I don’t believe,” Bucky said with slight disbelief in his voice

“Why is that so hard to believe?” Serenity rose her brow

“A dame like you probably got asked to go out or dance all the time.” 

“Again, I wasn’t one for going out and I tend to ignore men. They tend to annoy me.”

“Do I annoy you, doll?”

“No, Steve does sometimes though.”

“Hey,” Serenity smiled

“You know I love you,” Bucky froze, she loves him? Peggy stood next to Bucky

“They have gotten close over the last 3 months, they bicker like siblings all the time.”

Serenity laughed at something Steve said, Bucky stared at her. She looked over at him and smiled. Her hands were placed behind her back.

“So Sergeant, are you going to teach me to dance, or are you just going to sit there?” Bucky smiled, standing and extending his hand towards her

“May I have this dance, doll?” She smiled and grasped his hand

“Just don’t get mad if I step on your toes.” She said as they moved to the middle of the floor

“Never.” He said softly, wrapping his arm around her waist. Serenity looked down at her feet as soon as Bucky started to move. He smiled, placing his finger under her chin. Her eyes met his, hers were full of worry while his were full of reassurance. 

“Keep your eyes locked on mine,”

“But if I step on-”

“You’ll be fine, trust me.” She nodded, staring into his eyes. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks. She hated eye contact, it made her nervous. She could feel her heart racing, hearing the beating pounding in her ears. Was she nervous from the eye contact or was he making her nervous, both? She froze when Bucky winced, he smiled at her and shook his head. 

“You’re doing great, doll.” He whispered

“You know Steve and Peggy are just staring, do you think he’ll ask her to dance?”

“Steve’s a bit..shy.” Serenity sighed and the song ended, she could feel the soldiers staring at them, she turned to look at them, the dream team smiled at them and rose their glasses while the others looked away from her gaze. She smiled back at the boys and laughed. Sliding out of Bucky’s grasp, he frowned as he watched her make her way towards the table of soldiers. Bucky turned, Peggy was gone and Steve smiled at him. He sat back down next to Steve.

“She had a hard time making friends.” Bucky looked at Steve

“We both did, they treated me as a joke, and her, well, they were intimidated of her.” Bucky glanced at Serenity sitting with the new group of men.

“Intimidated by her?” Steve nodded

“Peggy thought it would be good for her to get some training in and she ended up”

“Kicking their asses?” Bucky smirked and sipped his beer

“Language.” Bucky laughed, looking over at the table when he heard her laugh. 

“You really like her, Buck?”

“Huh?” Bucky turned his attention back to Steve

“You like her?”

“Yeah, don’t you?”

“You know that’s not what I mean, Buck.” Steve rolled his eyes, Bucky eyed his glass, beer almost completely gone. Serenity looked over to Steve and Bucky

“Would you like a beer?” Serenity turned her attention back to the men

“Oh, no. I don’t like beer”

“You don’t like beer?”

“Who doesn’t like beer?”

“It’s too bitter,” Serenity shrugged

“It seems that Sergeant Barnes can’t keep his eyes off you.”

“Maybe he’s just keeping his eye on Cap’s men, making sure they will be able to do their duties tomorrow.” Serenity smiled

“Maybe,” another replied

“Highly doubt it,” a voice to the right said

Serenity rolled her eyes but smiled. She shook her head and stood from the table.

“It was nice to meet and talk to you boys,”

“Nice to meet you as well,” They said, as she made her way towards Bucky and Steve.

“Peggy left?”

“Early day tomorrow,” Steve responded

“You should’ve asked her to dance,” Steve smiled against his glass and shook his head

“Chicken,” Serenity crossed her arms and pouted slightly

She sighed, “It’s getting late, I should head back.”

She started to make her way towards the door

“Wait, Doll!” She turned to see Bucky chugging the last of his beer and quickly grabbing his jacket

“What?” She asked when Bucky jogged next to her

“I’ll walk you back,” Serenity shook her head

“You should stay here. Catch up with Steve and have fun with your friends.”

“It’s fine,” She turned to look at Steve

“We can catch up later. Let him walk you.” Steve smiled

“Are you sure?” 

Steve nodded “Go,”

Serenity smiled and nodded “I’ll see you later Steve,”

He raised his glass towards her and Bucky and made his way towards his team. Serenity turned back to Bucky, he held the door open for her and they made their way down the street.

“You and Steve got close?”

“Following him all around Europe for 3 months can do that.”

“I’m glad the two of you got close,”

“Why’s that?”

“Cause Steve’s my best friend,”

Serenity faked gasped “Are you saying you wouldn’t be friends with me if I didn’t get along with Steve?” 

Bucky smirked and chuckled.

“Maybe,”

“I am offended,” She laughed

Serenity tried to run her fingers through her hair but groaned when the pins pulled on her hair, slowly she pulled out pin by pin

“I have no idea how girls can wear their hair like this, I think Peggy used at least 2 packs of pins on my hair,” She said irritated, Bucky watched her nose scrunch up in frustration. He smiled. She continued to pull pin after pin out of her hair. Bucky reached out and she froze. Serenity hated when people touched her hair, Peggy had to fight her on it. Bucky’s hand froze when he saw her glare at it, he smiled slightly and hesitantly pulled a pin out of her hair. He held it up

“You missed one,” 

“Thanks,” Her voice was shaky. She reached for the pin

“I should give these back to Peggy,”

“I don’t think she’ll mind if they went missing,” Serenity smiled, she flipped her hair in front of her face and shook her head, running her fingers through it. Flipping her hair back, she smiled brightly.

“That feels so much better.” She moaned slightly, massaging her scalp. She looked back at Bucky who had slight pink tint on his cheeks

“Are you ready to keep walking?” Bucky nodded

“Where are you staying, doll?”

“Hmm, well I’m staying with Peggy now.”

“Now? Who were you staying with before?

“By myself, Steve and the senator’s aide would stay together.” Bucky nodded

The two walked in comfortable silence, every once in a while she would hum a random melody, their hands brushed against one another. Bucky glanced over at their hands, he slowly reached over, but she turned sideways and pointed.

“We’re here,” Bucky looked over towards the little barrack. They made their way towards the door

“Thank you for walking me back, Bucky.”

“It was my pleasure, doll,” He smiled, Serenity opened the door. She turned back towards him.

“Buck,”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for teaching me how to dance,” She kissed his cheek and walked into the barrack. Bucky stood there, face red and smiling like an idiot.

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Song Ranking

So I did that song ranking thing and it took HOURS. literal HOURS. Don’t ever do it, I won’t even link it. I hated doing it. But here is my list. And dare I say my Top 130 is immaculate hjgkhg

Some of this is not really accurate though. Could be me or the generator. Like ‘Cold Hearted’ being 500 something???? Not in my house. 

Also don’t go looking for christmas songs. They are all somewhere down there lmao

Anyways! Let’s go!

1 Nasty / Rhythm Nation

1 Rumour Has It / Someone Like You

3 Be Okay

4 Love You Like A Love Song

4 Seasons Of Love

6 Mustang Sally

7 So Emotional

8 Tightrope

9 Barely Breathing

10 Cough Syrup

11 Shake It Out

11 The Boy Is Mine

13 Back To Black

14 Valerie

15 Paradise By The Dashboard Light

16 River Deep, Mountain High

17 Problem

18 Faithfully

19 Gloria

20 I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You

21 How Will I Know

22 We Are Young

23 How To Be A Heartbreaker

24 Hand In My Pocket / I Feel The Earth Move

25 If I Die Young

26 I Feel Pretty / Unpretty

27 Bust Your Windows

28 Candyman

29 American Boy

30 I Can't Go For That (No Can Do) / You Make My Dreams

31 If I Can't Have You

32 It's All Coming Back To Me Now

33 Crazy / U Drive Me Crazy

34 ABC

35 Bad Romance

36 It's Too Late

37 Hungry Like The Wolf / Rio

38 I Wish

39 Need You Now

40 Landslide

41 Start Me Up / Livin' On A Prayer

42 Thriller / Heads Will Roll

43 What Doesn't Kill You (Stronger)

44 There Are Worse Things I Could Do

45 Losing My Religion

46 The Edge Of Glory

47 Teenage Dream (Acoustic Version)

48 Make You Feel My Love

49 My Prerogative

50 Singing In The Rain / Umbrella

51 Songbird

52 Spotlight

53 Mine

54 Take Me Or Leave Me

55 Take Me To Church

56 No Surrender

57 Never Say Never

58 Constant Craving

59 Brave

60 Born This Way

61 Pumpin' Blood

62 Blame It (On The Alcohol)

63 Glad You Came

64 Give Your Heart A Break

65 It's All Over

66 It's Not Right, But It's Okay

67 Everybody Talks

68 Here Comes The Sun

69 Into The Groove

70 In Your Eyes

71 I Don't Want To Know

72 I Lived

73 I Kissed A Girl

74 Halo / Walking On Sunshine

75 You Can't Stop The Beat

76 She's Not There

77 Nutbush City Limits

78 True Colors

79 Can't Fight This Feeling

80 Breakaway

81 Dancing Queen

82 Don't Stop Me Now

83 And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going

84 Empire State Of Mind

85 Doo Wop (That Thing)

86 Arthur's Theme

87 Happy Days Are Here Again / Get Happy

88 Toxic

89 This Is The New Year

90 Last Name

91 3

92 A Change Would Do You Good

93 Got To Get You Into My Life

94 Tongue Tied

95 Smooth Criminal

96 Papa Don't Preach

97 Animal

97 Another One Bites The Dust

99 Don't Speak

100 Don't You Want Me

101 A Hard Day's Night

102 Some Nights

103 Somebody That I Used To Know

104 Superstition

105 Survivor / I Will Survive

106 My Life Would Suck Without You

107 The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

108 Misery

109 My Love Is Your Love

110 Somewhere Only We Know

111 Blow Me (One Last Kiss)

112 Me Against The Music

113 I Follow Rivers

114 Mean

115 Here's To Us

116 Stronger

117 Summer Nights

118 Make No Mistake, She's Mine

119 Love Song

120 Waiting For A Girl Like You

121 We Got The Beat

122 We Found Love

123 We've Got Tonite

124 Love Shack

125 The Scientist

126 Love Is A Battlefield

127 Run Joey Run

128 Wings

129 When I Get You Alone

130 Uptown Girl

131 Roots Before Branches

132 I'm The Only One

132 I've Gotta Be Me

134 Hopelessly Devoted To You

135 Hit Me With Your Best Shot / One Way Or Another

136 Dinosaur

137 Dog Days Are Over

138 Hung Up

139 Everytime

140 Go Your Own Way

141 Every Breath You Take

142 Fire And Rain

143 Fighter

144 Not While I'm Around

145 Not The Boy Next Door

146 Fly / I Believe I Can Fly

147 Girl On Fire

148 Oops!... I Did It Again

149 Stop! In The Name Of Love / Free Your Mind

150 Stereo Hearts

151 Bills, Bills, Bills

152 Somebody Loves You

153 Hold It Against Me

154 Turning Tables

155 Wide Awake

156 You May Be Right

157 Cell Block Tango

158 A Boy Like That

159 All Out Of Love

160 Alfie

161 Jessie's Girl

162 I'm A Slave 4 U

163 I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

164 I'll Stand By You (Amber)

165 I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)

166 Let Me Love You (Until You Learn To Love Yourself)

167 Lovefool

168 Just Can't Get Enough

169 Just Give Me A Reason

170 Keep Holding On

171 Like A Virgin

172 New York State Of Mind

173 My Dark Side

174 More Than A Feeling

174 My Cup

176 I Want To Hold Your Hand

177 I Want To Break Free

178 I Want To Know What Love Is

179 I Want You Back

180 Teenage Dream

181 Take My Breath Away

182 America

183 Glory Days

184 I Say A Little Prayer

184 I Wanna Sex You Up

186 I Will Always Love You

187 A Thousand Years

188 Like A Prayer

189 Don't Rain On My Parade

190 Disco Inferno

191 Don't Stop Believin' (Regionals)

192 Dream On

193 Get It Right

194 Gold Digger

195 Telephone

196 Without You

197 You're The One That I Want

198 Tell Him

199 Let Me Love You

200 Good Vibrations

200 Raise Your Glass

202 Run The World (Girls)

203 Gimme More

204 Hey Jude

204 How Deep Is Your Love

206 Higher Ground

207 Vogue

208 Something's Coming

209 Footloose

210 Forget You

211 Gives You Hell

212 Everybody Wants To Rule The World

213 Far From Over

214 Fat Bottomed Girls

215 Hair / Crazy In Love

216 Hall Of Fame

216 Hello

216 Hello, I Love You

216 Somebody To Love

216 Time Warp

216 To Love You More

222 Last Friday Night

223 Hate On Me

224 Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'

225 Locked Out Of Heaven

226 Rose's Turn

227 Everybody Hurts

227 Express Yourself

227 Loser

227 Shout It Out Loud

231 Signed, Sealed, Delivered I'm Yours

232 Pompeii

233 Party All The Time

234 Our Day Will Come

235 Perfect

236 Old Time Rock & Roll / Danger Zone

237 Greased Lightning

237 Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

237 Live While We're Young

240 Firework

240 Love Child

242 Fire

243 You're All I Need To Get By

244 The Scientist (Acapella)

245 Afternoon Delight

246 Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now)

247 Listen To Your Heart

248 Tik Tok

249 You Keep Me Hangin' On

250 The Rose

251 You Can't Always Get What You

Want

252 Let's Have A Kiki

252 Listen

254 Pretending

255 More Than A Woman

256 More Than Words

257 Hot For Teacher

257 No One Is Alone

257 Not The End

257 Nowadays / Hot Honey Rag 257 O Christmas Tree

257 One Hand, One Heart

257 One

257 Only Child

257 Proud Mary

266 Heroes

267 Hey Ya!

268 Getting Married Today

268 Happy

270 Hell To The No

271 Night Fever

271 Sgt. Pepper's Lonley Hearts Club

Band

273 The Music Of The Night

273 The Only Exception 273 The Rain In Spain 273 The Safety Dance 273 Thousand Miles 278 Billionaire

278 God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen 278 The Happening

278 The Lady Is A Tramp

282 Borderline / Open Your Heart 282 Born To Hand Jive

284 Control

284 The Longest Time

286 Give Up The Funk

287 Chasing Pavements

288 Man In The Mirror

288 Say

288 Sexy And I Know It 288 Shout

292 Marry The Night

293 Mamma Mia

294 Loser Like Me

295 Don't Stop Believin' (Season 1)

296 Colorblind

297 Diva

297 Don't Cry For Me Argentina

299 Don't Dream It's Over

300 Let It Be

301 Don't Stop

302 Highway To Hell

302 Hold On

302 Holding Out For A Hero 302 We Will Rock You

302 What I Did For Love

302 What It Feels Like For A Girl

308 Take On Me

309 For Once In My Life

309 Good Riddance (Time Of Your

Life)

309 Hello Goodbye

309 Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love

309 Home

309 Homeward Bound / Home 309 Honesty

309 Human Nature

317 Drive My Car

317 For Good

317 I'll Remember

320 I'll Stand By You (Cory)

321 On My Own

321 Taking Chances

321 The Bitch Is Back / Dress You Up 321 Werewolves Of London

325 My Man

326 My Life

327 My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)

327 Never Going Back Again 327 No Scrubs

330 Creep

331 Come What May

332 Never Can Say Goodbye

333 Who Are You Now?

334 You Give Love A Bad Name

335 Womanizer

336 Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go

337 Come See About Me

337 P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) 337 People

337 Popular

337 River

337 Roar

337 Rolling In The Deep 337 Santa Baby

345 Boogie Shoes

346 At Last

347 I'm The Greatest Star

348 Jar Of Hearts

349 It's Time

350 It's My Life / Confessions Part II

351 It's Not Unusual

352 I'm So Excited

352 I'm Still Here

354 Don't Stop Believin' (Season 5) 354 Don't You (Forget About Me) 354 Dreams

354 Unchained Melody

354 Uptown Funk

359 Bohemian Rhapsody

359 Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel) 359 Lucky

362 Don't Stand So Close To Me /

Young Girl

363 Bridge Over Troubled Water

363 Bust A Move

365 Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee

366 Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee

(Reprise)

367 Longest Time

368 Applause

369 All Of Me

370 Any Way You Want It

370 Anything Could Happen

372 Red Solo Cup

372 Rock Lobster

372 Rockin' Around The Christmas

Tree 372 Rockstar

376 Saving All My Love For You

377 (I've Had) The Time Of My Life

377 Piano Man 377 Poison 377 Poker Face

381 A House Is Not A Home

382 4 Minutes

383 Black Or White

384 Blackbird

385 All By Myself

385 Smile

385 You Make Me Feel So Young

388 Wrecking Ball

389 (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural

Woman

389 (You're) Having My Baby

391 Superman

392 Ain't No Way

392 Stayin' Alive

394 Still Got Tonight

394 The Most Wonderful Day Of The

Year

394 The Way You Look Tonight / You're Never Fully Dressed Without A

Smile 394 This Time

394 Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?

399 They Long To Be Close To You

400 All About That Bass 400 Sing!

400 So Far Away

400 Some People

404 Addicted To Love

404 Moves Like Jagger / Jumpin' Jack Flash

404 Sing

404 Someday We'll Be Together 404 Somethin' Stupid

404 Something

404 Somewhere

404 Stand

412 Scream

413 Rather Be

414 Next To Me

414 No Air

414 Papa Can You Hear Me? 414 Physical

414 Piece Of My Heart

414 Pinball Wizard

414 Pony

414 Rehab

422 La Isla Bonita

422 Lean On Me

422 Let's Wait Awhile

422 Little Drummer Boy

422 Little Girls

427 Light Up The World

428 Science Fiction Double Feature

428 Silent Night 428 Silly Love Songs

431 Le Jazz Hot

432 Out Here On My Own

432 Pure Imagination

434 School's Out

435 Hey, Soul Sister

435 I Kissed A Girl (Season Six) 435 Sway

438 I Believe In A Thing Called Love

439 I Have Nothing

440 I Am Changing

441 I Saw Her Standing There

441 I Was Here

441 I Won't Give Up

441 I'll Be Home For Christmas 441 I'll Never Fall In Love Again 446 Funny Girl

446 I Look To You

446 I Only Have Eyes For You 446 I Still Believe / Super Bass 446 Story Of My Life

451 I Love New York / New York, New

York

452 What Makes You Beautiful

453 What The World Needs Now

454 An Innocent Man

454 Bad

454 Because You Loved Me

454 Bein' Green

454 ByeByeBye/IWantItThatWay 454 IfIWereABoy

454 Take A Bow

454 Take Me Home Tonight

462 Barracuda

463 Beauty School Drop Out

464 Chandelier

465 Baby It's You

466 It Must Have Been Love

467 At The Ballet

468 Baby One More Time

469 Beautiful

469 Being Alive

469 We Built This City

472 Being Good Isn't Good Enough 472 I Just Can't Stop Loving You 472 I Love It

472 Isn't She Lovely

476 All That Jazz

476 Blurred Lines

476 Bootylicious

476 Extraordinary Merry Christmas 476 Father Figure

476 Fight For Your Right (To Party)

476 Flashdance... What A Feeling

483 I Don't Know How To Love Him

484 Fix You

484 I Could Have Danced All Night 486 Push It

486 Rainbow Connection 486 Rise

489 Promises, Promises

490 Oh Chanukah

490 Ohio

490 One Love (People Get Ready) 490 Only The Good Die Young 494 Baby

494 Dancing With Myself

494 Defying Gravity

497 Baby, It's Cold Outside

498 Cherish / Cherish

498 Christmas Wrapping 498 Closer

498 Downtown

498 Endless Love

498 Forever Young

498 Friday I'm In Love 498 Friday

498 Gangnam Style

498 Get Back

498 Safety Dance

509 Cold Hearted

510 Clarity

511 Centerfold / Hot In Herre

511 Just The Way You Are 513 Jumpin', Jumpin'

513 Kiss

515 Juke Box Hero

515 L-O-V-E

517 Jolene

518 Jump

518 La Cucaracha

520 Dream A Little Dream

521 A Little Less Conversation

521 Beth

521 Bitch

521 Don't Sleep In The Subway 521 Girls Just Want To Have Fun 521 Have Yourself A Merry Little

Christmas 521 Help!

521 I Dreamed A Dream 521 I'm His Child

521 I'm Still Standing 521 Ice Ice Baby

521 Imagine

521 In My Life

521 It's A Man's Man's Man's World 521 Lose My Breath

521 Memory

521 Outcast

521 Over The Rainbow

521 Same Love

521 Santa Claus Is Coming To Town 521 Teach Your Children

521 Tell Me Something Good

521 The Final Countdown

521 Uptight (Everything's Alright) 545 Big Ass Heart

545 I Love L.A.

545 I Melt With You

548 Big Girls Don't Cry

548 Mary's Boy Child

548 O Holy Night

548 On Our Way

548 One Bourbon, One Scotch, One

Beer

548 One Less Bell To Answer

554 Maybe This Time 554 My Favourite Things 554 My Sharona

557 Marry You

558 Cool

559 Cool Kids

560 Celebrity Skin

560 Cheek To Cheek

560 Dance The Night Away

560 Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend / Material Girl

560 Don't Go Breaking My Heart 560 Don't Wanna Lose You

560 Feliz Navidad

560 Here Comes Santa Claus 560 I Know What Boys Like

560 I Know Where I've Been 560 Trouty Mouth

571 Total Eclipse Of The Heart

572 Don't Make Me Over

573 Call Me Maybe

574 We Are The Champions

575 Time After Time

576 Bring Him Home

576 Broadway Baby 576 Buenos Aires 576 Burning Up 576 Yesterday

581 Boys / Boyfriend

582 Mercy

582 You Get What You Give

582 You Have More Friends Than You

Know

582 You Learn / You've Got A Friend

582 You Should Be Dancing

582 You're All The World To Me 582 You're My Best Friend

582 You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin' 590 Break Free

590 Jingle Bell Rock 590 Jingle Bells

590 Joy To The World 590 One Of Us

590 Tonight

590 You're The Top

590 You've Got To Hide Your Love

Away

590 Your Song

599 To Sir, With Love

600 Torn

601 Wake Me Up

601 Wannabe

601 Wedding Bell Blues

604 Touch A Touch A Touch A Touch Me

604 UpUpUp

606 All Or Nothing

606 Alone

606 Cry

606 Leaving On A Jet Plane

606 Let It Go

606 Mickey

606 Movin' Out (Anthony's Song) 606 Mr. Roboto / Counting Stars 606 Try A Little Tenderness

606 U Can't Touch This

606 Uninvited

606 Vacation

606 Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' 606 What Kind Of Fool

606 Whistle

606 Will You Love Me Tomorrow /

Head Over Feet 606 Wishin' And Hoping

606 YouAndI/YouAndI

624 Do Ya Think I'm Sexy?

624 Do You Hear What I Hear? 624 Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh

Yeah)

624 Lucky Star

624 Merry Christmas Darling 629 Damn It, Janet

629 Danny's Song

629 Daydream Believer

629 Deck The Rooftop

629 Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead 634 All I Want For Christmas Is You 634 Angels We Have Heard On High 634 Anything Goes / Anything You Can

Do

634 As If We Never Said Goodbye

634 As Long As You're There 634 Bamboleo / Hero

634 Bella Notte

634 Copacabana

634 Do They Know It's Christmas? 634 Last Christmas

634 Let It Snow

634 We Need A Little Christmas

634 Welcome Christmas

634 Whenever I Call You Friend

634 Whip It

634 You Are The Sunshine Of My Life

650 All You Need Is Love

651 Americano / Dance Again

652 Crush

653 Big Spender

653 Make 'Em Laugh

653 White Christmas

653 Yeah!

657 (Charlie Chaplin song)

657 (originally by Michael Bublé) 657 Away In A Manger

657 Baby Got Back

657 Christmas Eve With You 657 Come Sail Away

657 You Are Woman, I Am Man 657 You Spin Me Round (Like A

Record)

665 You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

666 Starlight Express

666 The Trolley Song

666 The Winner Takes It All

666 There's A Light (Over At The

Frankenstein Place) 670 Take Care Of Yourself

671 Sweet Caroline

672 Ben

672 Best Day Of My Life 672 Blue Christmas

672 Candles

676 Starships

676 Suddenly Seymour 676 Sweet Transvestite

679 Thong Song

680 The Fox (What Does The Fox

Say?)

680 The Living Years

682 The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)

682 The First Noël