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londonfog-chan · 5 months ago

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Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader: Rite Here, Rite Now Part 1

This two shot fic is dedicated to that poor soul on TikTok getting shitty comments about a headcanon of Eddie liking Ghost. Fandom has become so damn toxic bro. Who cares about what an imaginary character likes or dislikes?? We are cringe, we are legion. We make out of pocket headcanons sometimes. Like come on, Eddie might “theoretically” dislike Mary On A Cross specifically for various reasons, but I could see him having some favorites. You can’t say he would entirely hate Ghost when fucking Year Zero and Mummy Dust exist. Or the whole of Prequelle as an album. I had to laugh at one person saying he liked Avenged Sevenfold (it didn’t exist in the 80’s and neither did Ghost like we are literally arguing about shit he wouldn’t have known about be so serious rn). But I digress. I’ve even gotten a couple hateful comments on a fun little TikTok I made and I honestly have just been deleting them and blocking. Don’t even want to deal with people’s bullshit anymore. Please enjoy this spite fic and continue writing and having fun babes. Go against the flow and make Eddie proud.

Part 1 (You are Here), Part 2

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Every member of Corroded Coffin could tell when you arrived to a function. Eddie knew the sound of your car like a cat that knows when its owner is home, and he’d be waiting outside the school to greet you first. That and the car make and model. Someone always called it if not Eddie. He’d been off his game today though, definitely the excited nerves. Jeff called out your 1979 Volkswagen Beetle heading up the driveway by slugging Eddie hard on the bicep, Gareth and Dougie immediately following up with calling “no tag backs” as they rushed to hit each other and Eddie like a bunch of middle schoolers. Eddie almost got nailed by Dougie’s beefy fist until he nimbly dodged out of the way, cradling his prized Warlock like it was a newborn.

“God dammit, easy asshole!” Eddie laughed. “Don’t be hitting my baby! I need her intact if I’m going to impress our songstress.”

“Trust me Ed, she doesn’t need more impressing. You had her in a tizzy when you asked her to write a song for you. I wonder what she came up with.” Gareth said, leaning forward so his hands were settled on both his high and medium toms, he was watching your approach intently with a gleam in his eye. “She didn’t even make it to campaign on Friday. Must have really been in the zone.”

You parked the car against the side of the driveway, emerging looking as though you’d just swallowed a whole mouthful of cry baby sour gum. Your lips were pressed tightly together, clutching your fat Trapper Keeper to your chest as you approached the group.

“Hey sweetheart!” Eddie called, waving you over enthusiastically. “You okay?”

“Eddie… God it’s so bad… It’s worse than I thought.” You said, grimacing.

God you looked delicious. He couldn’t help himself but to stare and smile like a dope. With each step your flowing gray skirt swished enticingly side to side, and with a bit of pride Eddie noticed you were wearing the Twisted Sister shirt he’d distressed for you, looking like an adorable snack of a metalhead with your black clothes, black opaque tights and dirty Chucks.

Eddie’s smile faltered only slightly when he heard your self depreciation.

“Oh come on, can’t be that bad. Not with those grades you’ve got in English. Let me see…”

“Fuck no! No seriously… it’s worse than you think.” You insisted, shaking your head and pulling away from his outstretched hand, “It’s so… God dammit! What the hell was I thinking…?”

Gareth, Jeff and Dougie left their instruments to approach you, Eddie putting both hands on your shoulders to comfort you.

“Hey, hey… come on, don’t be like that.” He said, smile gone and a more serious look on his face. “I get it, I really do. It comes with the territory of writing your own songs. Trust me, I’ve done it for years. You won’t pick it up overnight, and whatever you think is weak we can work on it together. I’m a DM honey, I can have my pen out faster than you can blink and help redraft as many times as it takes.”

“Oh… god dammit… okay, fine…”

You reluctantly handed Eddie the trapper keeper, the velcro making a harsh rip as he pulled it open to the first page where your lyrics neatly sat waiting for him to peruse. Eddie’s eyebrow raised when he saw the title, “Square Hammer”, outlined in red ink.

“ ‘Square Hammer’? … Huh… I like it, that’s good.” Eddie nodded, and continued to read on.

The lyrics were certainly unique to say the least. It was obvious you’d tried to go with a theme based on the prompt he’d given you: something that oozes the brooding dark metal he envisioned Corroded Coffin would croon to thousands of fans. You certainly had an affinity for the macabre, and he knew he could trust you with everything he wanted in his vision. Then again you could have written the cheesiest, poppy trash in the world and he would have loved it. He was extremely biased, far too sweet on you for his own good. But these weren’t bad at all. The lyrics reminded him of old Hollywood vampire movies, echoing the work of Doctor Faustus with the thematic element in the song. The voice of the lyrics seemed to be coming from an otherworldly entity, one summoned to offer power and prestige to the listener.

And Eddie was obsessed with every word the further he read on.

“Woah, woah…”

His eyes widened with every sentence he read.

“Holy shit…”

Powers clandestine, solving a crooked rhyme… Every line, no matter how simple, packed a lot when combined in the collective.

Eddie finally looked up at you, completely bewildered.

“You wrote this by yourself?!” He croaked.

You were embarrassed to hell, curling in on yourself and looking like you wanted to die.

“Ye… yeah… I… When you asked me to write for you, I got really stuck on what I wanted to do. But I remember you mentioned Black Sabbath was one of your first covers, and then I couldn’t get the image of the coffin out of my head because, you know, “Corroded Coffin”… and then we were reading Faustus in Mrs. O’Donnell’s class and I thought since you asked me to do you this favor and Faustus is all about favors…-“

You were rambling. Not even paying attention to Eddie’s continually growing grin. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet the longer you ranted on, until his untamable outburst silenced you.

“THIS IS AMAZING!” Eddie was screaming, scaring the shit out of everyone. “Holy fuck sweetheart! Are you bullshitting me?! This is… fuck! We’ve been stressing for new material for next month’s gig at The Hideout and you just gave it to us on a silver platter?! Jesus H.!”

“Bwha-?!”

“Check this out…!” Eddie turned away to show his friends while you quietly protested, unable to speak as he passed the paper around. The guys crowded around, each one shouting out when they saw a favorite part, “hammering the nails into the sacred coffin” quickly became a favorite, because they immediately began trying to work out how they could fit the lyrics to sound.

“All we gotta do is work out a melody and we’re in business baby!” Eddie said. “This is bitchin’!”

“But it doesn’t even make any sense!” You argued. “Like seriously? The entrance to the shrine part does not fucking fit, I only wrote it because I couldn’t come up with a better rhyme with clandestine!”

“Who cares?” Eddie cried. “It’s badass as hell! The imagery is absolutely savage… ‘Hiding from the night, sacrificing nothing’, and don’t let me forget about the little tongue in cheek line you added about hammering nails into a sacred coffin!”

“It’s fucking great!” Echoed Jeff.

“You should be proud. You managed to take our style and give it a unique spin, that’s not something anyone can do.” Eddie praised. “God dammit… I’d have been a millionaire by now if I could write like this.”

“You… you really liked those parts?” You asked cautiously.

“Of course I did sweetheart! This is real metal shit right here. And the part with the ‘crooked rhyme’? That really captured the creep factor I was looking for. Shit… what’s more metal than summoning a demon for a deal? That’s exactly what Corroded Coffin needs in its material. I love this little brain of yours!”

“Don’t forget Ed!” Dougie cut in. “ ‘Are you ready to swear right here right now before the devil’?!”

“Bitchin’! Keep this up, and I’m gonna wanna make you write all of Corroded Coffin’s songs from now on!” Eddie beamed happily.

“We gotta get the melody worked out!” Jeff said, “Any ideas? I could come up with a few…”

The boys began gabbing together, Eddie unable to help himself as he began to strum his precious 1984 BC Warlock, his black beauty. Without a doubt he could already envision how he could make his baby purr for you, impress you, take you out finally.

And then you changed his world forever.

“… I had an idea for a melody already…” you said quietly.

All eyes turned to you. The guys were thunderstruck.

“Seriously?! Lyrics and a melody?! You’re spoiling the shit out of me sweetheart! Jeff, let her borrow your…-“

“No… no I… I don’t know how to play guitar…” you said, cutting off Eddie sheepishly, “But I… I brought my Casio with me…”

“Where is it?!”

“In the trunk of my bug…”

“Well go get it! Show me whatcha got sweetheart!”

Eddie followed you to the front of the Volkswagen. Everyone always thought the front trunk was the coolest shit ever and he was no exception. The cool car only added to the many things he liked about you. You took out the obnoxiously large keyboard and the stand, fumbling to close the trunk until Eddie stepped in with an “easy… I got it”, slamming the trunk shut and helping you lift the Casio like a gentleman. You were shaking, vibrating with embarrassment so hard that Eddie had to help you plug everything in and adjust the sound, hovering and reaching over you on purpose hoping you’d notice and feel his burn for you.

“Alright sweetheart? Show us what you’ve got.”

You turned on the Casio and fingered the keys gently, warming up with a few chords as you tried to soothe the shaking in your fingers. Fiddling with the settings, you stalled as long as you could while the boys waited patiently. Once you found the setting you wanted, you went for it.

It was like a demon had possessed your body. The melody was quick, but it packed a hell of a punch. It was in the key of D minor, and you had ironically chosen what sounded like a combination of 1960’s psychedelic sticky rhodes and Transylvanian organ to achieve the effect you wanted. The sound overall was eerie, yet enchantingly fun all at the same time. And your singing! You were singing softly under your breath, rocking yourself to the melody on the tips of your worn out sneakers, and you had quite the set of pipes! Despite your shot nerves, you’d clearly come up with something truly special that no one else in the entire world could have conceived of.

It wasn’t the traditional metal Eddie had in mind, more avant-garde, theatrical even. Whereas he had expected a sound more like Black Sabbath, you played something not out of place at a theater performance of Dracula. But this sound… there was something that nagged him about it. It was a sound that Eddie could imagine playing to arenas of screaming, adoring fans.

“Gentlemen… that’s our fucking song!” Eddie cried, “That’s our song, it’s a goddamned masterpiece!”

The Casio halted, and your mouth was hanging open mid play.

“What?! How-…” you began.

“I can already hear the riff, Ed what do you think of following with standard tuning instead of going to D minor?” Jeff picked up his Gibson and began to play, mimicking what he heard on your Casio by ear. “If you move it, the sound is way off from what I’m envisioning. But if you keep it at standard you leave it easier on the fingers with the couple of open notes when you start stretching.”

“Yeah, yeah! If you tune it down it’s going to sound off with her playing when you hit the chords.” Eddie agreed, immediately looking back at you. “Play it one more time sweetheart?”

You cautiously complied, going through the melody one more time as Jeff began to follow with you. Eddie was completely absorbed in your music, listening to both you and Jeff play and following along quietly. The warlock in his hands eventually couldn’t be helped, humming to life when he started playing a chord at a time by ear. As he played, he kept you repeating the melody over and over, both Eddie and Jeff deep in concentration on the sound. It was getting almost exhausting trying to continually repeat the sound until they got it right.

“D minor.” Eddie said, playing a note.

“Then she does B flat there.” Jeff played.

“A minor.” They said in unison.

“C. And that’s what I’m thinking your rhythm guitar can do, meanwhile, I’ll keep the root of the chords for the riff so I can follow her keys.” Eddie said, and he began to perfectly copy your melody. “Okay sweetheart, just one more time… and then let’s bring everything together.”

#reader insert #eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #reader insert fiction #ghost #please make this man a dork for someone #I had to do it my damn self #flight of Icarus had me fucked up yo #like please let this man just be a fucking goober #did reader just become Tobias Forge #yes #yes she did #I listened to square hammer at least 30 times to describe it in one fucking sentence

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anna-via · 10 hours ago

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coming home after a long day and seeing mom is still out, but she left a note on my door. “Got you some gifts while i was out sweetheart, I hope you like them!” it reads, and i burst into my room excited, only to see…nothing? maybe she forgot to bring them upstairs before she left, whatever, i can just hold onto the excitement until she gets back and i see what mommy brought home for me. i start taking my work clothes off to slip into something more comfortable, and that’s when I realize what she did.

none of my clothes are here. instead, there’s all new socks, underwear, bras, panties, skirts, tops, dresses, everything. i’m confused, but i find a pair of PJ shorts and a cropped tank i can relax in, so it won’t be so bad to wait for mom to get here and i can figure this out. though, the clothes all do look a bit…risqué. daring. slutty, even. micro-mini skirts, lace half-cup bras, every shirt cropped, dresses with giant cutouts that show off my ass, my side boobs. All the underwear looks like the kind of thing a husband might get his wife for Valentine’s day, and when i think of that i turn around and see what i didn’t notice on my bed.

a second note, this one taped to a small flat box propped up on my pillows, says, “I haven’t seen you in your uniform for a few years. i hope it’s not too presumptuous to ask, for nostalgia’s sake, to please have this on when i come back in a bit. Love, Mom” and when i pull the top of the box off i realize it’s a red pleated plaid skirt that doesn’t even reach the bottom of my ass cheeks, a white cropped dress shirt with a plunging V-neck, and matching soft white frilly socks and panties. is this a prank? if it is, mom certainly got creative and elaborate. but it sounds funny to play along with, maybe freak mom out right back when she can see my entire ass if i bend forward just slightly.

so, i put it on and head downstairs, noting that i do look awfully cute, that the girls at the gay bar i go to in town would be falling over themselves to buy me a drink if i wore this. thinking about one of those girls, the middle age femme dyke that hit on me last week, i get hard under the skirt, staining the new panties with more pre-cum than i’ve leaked in a while.

needing a release, pulling my cock out and stroking myself, i wonder why she specifically has stuck in my head. she’s older than me, sure, but that’s just my type. i guess it must be her soft, chestnut brown hair, highlights placed precisely. she stood out from everyone there to me because of how unique her specific color and cut was. The only other person i know who has something similar is…well, mom. but i push that thought away, ignoring how my cock twitched when i thought about how similar mom and that girl i’ve been into really are. i can’t believe i didn’t notice that they look so similar they could be sisters.

i lose myself in edging to the thought of her for so long that i forget to keep track of time. i don’t snap back into reality until i hear a voice speak to me from the door way to the living room, confident and calm: “Now that’s my baby girl,” i hear mom say, and when i spin around and try to impotently hide my rock hard girl dick in the skimpy panties she bought me, i see she has her own cock, so much bigger than mine, out and wet with lube. she walks over and lightly strokes my leaking, sensitive tip, leaning into my ear.

“Mommy thought your wardrobe was a bit bland sweetie, so she wanted to help you fit in with the other girls your age i see on tiktok, instagram, onlyfans. Do you like what i bought you baby?”

“Yes mommy, thank you so much,” i stutter out, so overwhelmed.

“How about we head upstairs and you can model more of it for me?” she asks, a slight bit of devilish glee in her voice knowing what that fashion show will lead to. in a lust-fueled haze, i agree, and she leads me upstairs, holding my hand the whole time.

#sorry for typos it’s really late at night

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golbrocklovely · 6 months ago

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i'm blocking out the accounts bc i'm not about to draw more eyes to them. funny enough, i went snooping on my own and found both accounts before this ask.

also this is just a warning, i'm running on about two percent battery brain power, so if this doesn't make sense and/or sounds like i'm an asshole, that's why. i'm not trying to be rude to you anon, so please don't think that. i'm just ridiculously tired of this situation and the ppl involved in it.

imma be so forreal, i kinda have to laugh at all of this. first off, both of these accounts are run by teenagers… and it's very obvious. it reads like a jealous little girl's diary.

also i can debunk all of their shit in a heartbeat. half of it is just them saying "see ! malia is a slut who had work done" and all i gotta say to that is… do you say that about amber? shea? stas? just curious. bc they all got work done, and they all have casual sex (most likely) or at the very least have hooked up with colby. so like???? keep the misogyny even if you're gonna go full pick me.

malia had an onlyfans, yes. she did technically lie in her response to a hater who said she had one. however, no one is owed an explanation to if and why she had one. and secondly, this fandom is full of young fans. if she admitted she had one, yall would just call her a creep that's promoting sex to minors or whatever. and clearly if she actually posted anything of her nude, it would be online. bc.. like these losers pointed out, the videos she did of her modelling bikinis for some brand got put on porn sites by creepy dudes. none of them are of her nude tho. it's just her in a bikini which surprise surprise isn't porn.

she got work done but liked a comment that called her a natural beauty….. do these fans really think they ate pointing this out?? she is naturally pretty, she just got some work done. again, would you harp on shea liking a comment that says that? or amber? or stas?? or how about a woman that's wearing makeup or a push up bra??

these fans really think they have her in this gotcha moment when reality is…. all they're doing it pointing out how pathetic they look. yeah babes, you're totally right. malia is a slutty porn star who got work done… and colby STILL decided to date her. you know why? bc he doesn't care. and you do… and yet here you are… still not getting the attention from colby you think you deserve. even if you were the last person on earth colby wouldn't choose you. and for all the hate you have for malia, you basically run a fan account for her since you know so much about her. but yeah… keep calling her a whore or whatever. you're doing such a good job at it lmao

i'll go thru the other ones these bozos pointed out fast:

colby likes his alone time, she made a tiktok saying she likes when guys are obsessive…. those don't even relate, but on top of that she made that vid before she was even DATING HIM

we have no proof malia made him unfollow anyone, they are just jumping to that conclusion

the cheating thing we now know is false

she didn't steal that hair color from amber………. are yall on crack? amber hasn't ever dyed her hair that color?? she uses a wig??? and just bc she wants to dye her hair a similar color doesn't mean malia copied. how would she have even known that?? jesus christ keep the schools open these kids are DUMB

the girls went to coachella a couple years ago or whatever but claimed the one they went to with snc was their first. oH mY gOd ThEy LiEd Or PoSsIbLy FoRgOt??? call the firing squad and line them up in the town square. burn the witches at the stake!!!!

malia called herself a slut and that's proof… she's a slut. sure. yeah. whatever you say, children. yall barely have had sex ed but please inform me how she's a slut. i'd love to hear it.

the girls in general are copying kat/amber. i mean… they literally aren't. they just cut and dyed their hair, two things NEITHER KAT OR AMBER HAVE DONE in a long time/ever. i would say you're grasping at straws but that would require there to be straws.

if you think malia or katelyn are bad ppl for having subscriptions about their lives where they might post their boyfriends, boy do i have news for you about shea and stas.

anything else they said is horseshit and tbh i'm over it. call me when the girls have been found guilty of something other than being kinda annoying and attention seeking on *gasp* the internet, of all places.

#ask #personal #sg ll #cb ll

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livemivida · 3 months ago

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i have so much to say. starting with i took a photo of myself tonight on august 29 2024.. i looked absolutely miserable. i looked 30 with a receding hairline😭 i look like i been doing drugs and shit. it felt pretty depressing to see if im honest… my life is moving so fast and i didnt even realize it. im turning 22 in 3 months.. i just turned 21. i barely even remember 21. probably because i didnt create very many memories.. i just need to make sure i get into school and take my classes and show up for them yk? it took me this long to start them.. its been 3 years since i graduated high school.. it feels long but would i think a 3 year okd baby is old? no.. id be like wow she has time. i dont know what this time crunch is when u get to ur 18 or 20s. it just feels like life speeds up and u have to get everything u ever wanted don. like there is this funny sound on tiktok that goes, did you know that u have 30 minutes??? and someone said me when blah blah life in my 20s to get their dream life. that is genuinely how it feels. it feels like i have 30 minutes to get all that i want. ngl im hust jappy imnnot where i use to be.. being 19 and talking to racist dudes all because i had no other options. i so badly wanted a bf i would make anyone fit the role. its like when u cant wait? so u jump the gun to early? like being in discord at 16… feining for make attention. male attention is so glorified. u think its some romanticcc thing but its really not… google says its because of socialization,, which makes sense i was taught boys dont like this they dont like when girls do that, etc. and if i was ever to get married i better make sure i hide this part of myself.

anyways.. what does this all rly matter!??!? it doesnt! thats the beautiful part i get to yap every thought this brain produces and reiterate it onto this rectangular device!! how exciting!!

and sadly i must. MUST. end my relationship with valorant for now.. as I have a theory my constant strife, frowning , upsetness or whatever ud like to call it, contributed towards my state in that picture. either way.. ill make it through. ill find a way through, ill show myself what im made of!! also. pray for my friend, he is struggling.. ):

OH! Also! one last thing! yk my dreamm about streaming valorant abd stuff? while being high and streaming with my facecam and my face appears symmetrical and my nose appears cutely and tiny shaped my face is snatched abd sharo and my eyes are alluring and hypnotizing?? that dream?? where i get paid for being so incredibly gorgeous that i could model and paid to play a game and paid to be high and have fun with friends abd create shit. i think my parents dont get it. they dont get that someone would just pay for u to live ur life? they dont get wats so interesting and they think the only way to make good money is through college. which is such a naive dilly thought bc so many successful billionaire entrepreneurs never even went or dropped out. they figured out another way to make their revenue. ANYWAYS.. i think about how disappointed my parts woykd be in me ifcthats how i lived my life? likr ploo? just gaming and playing games and and talking to strangers online?? and posting pics of musrlf??? i think they expect me to be something cool like a docyor but no im just gna be an inflenver guys… like ya no. talk more layer tho im sleepyyyyy gnightt evalissseeeee i love u evalissseee

#real talk

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unboundtravels · 1 year ago

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This fucking sound from tiktok just gave me so much visual stimulation regarding multi-doctor interactions. With November right around the corner, too, we're about to get a ton of anniversary multi-doctor stories, or at least... I assume so (looks at the big finish) so allow me to indulge in some One/Sixby/Bond/Scarf Four Doctor RAMBLES. If ever I wrote a fic about these four going on an adventure together, I would absolutely indulge my inner fan and use my incarnations as stand-ins for Hartnell/Troughton/Pertwee/Baker for that 1 - 4 multidoctor story we were denied. Although! Giving it my own spin is certainly a fun idea. I resist the urge to tag my players in this headcanon, because after this weekend's session— the idea of One needing to be put on a leash lives rent-free in my head. Watching her three future incarnations struggle to keep up with her is such a funny idea to me.

Additional rambles under the cut. Use this audio if you run out of claim, because honestly same vibes.

Just for reference. It's these four idiots.

Just imagine the idea of the exact order of Sixby meeting Bond, then Bond meeting Scarf. The absolute whirlwind of designs from cosmic Hobo Rat into Suave Secret Agent and then finally rounding it with insane Sherlock Holmes is probably why One is thankful that no one gets to remember multidoctor stories. Whether or not The Three Doctors happened in my timeline is also something I have to deal with. Do Bond and Sixby remember each other? And if so, is this a Sixby and Bond from before that meeting? Even though I like Two/Three being friends in canon, I'd probably leave it as a first meeting for everyone. If we take T3D's into account then I'd have everyone sort of... hounding Scarf the whole time, since he's the "latest model" relative to them. And I don't like when Multi-Doc stories dwell on the future too much. It's supposed to be a fun look at the past! Or at least, a subdued one, anyway. I'm always there for the character interactions.

One: Unhand me this instant!! Explain who you are!! All of you! Scarf: Please, just relax— One: Don't you patronize me! I know what you are! All those BLUE BOXES! I recognize a time capsule when I see one!! <She points towards Sixby, who suddenly shrinks in fear.> You. Explain. Sixby: Erm, ah. Well. It's like... this... you see, all of these people— well, not all of them— or— well, we're all you... Do y'see? Bond: Oh good lord, what the little troll is trying to say is that all three of us are your future regenerations. We've been pulled out from our time zones. Whatever the reason's yet to be determined. One: ... No. Scarf: Yes :)

It's extremely hard to imagine how a story between these four would even ultimately play out. I have trouble thinking up a plot, but perhaps some kind of pseudo-sequel to The Three Doctors, or something involving The Timelords sending the four on a mission together is the only likely scenario. This can easily explain how Sixby and Bond are collected, as the two have extenuating circumstances in which they are imprisoned by Timelords, while One and Scarf would have to be acquired remotely by either The Director of The CIA or by The President of Gallifrey. However, it absolutely does happen, meaning that the four have to try (very difficult) to work together in order to get back to their normal times.

One: Now, enough dilly-dallying! Let's get a move on! So I can be rid of you three! Bond: Good lord, woman's got fire. Sixby: Is this how they [the first team] felt? Scarf: We should really be asking if this is how people still feel.

Around the early to mid-70s, The Doctor started using The Sonic Screwdriver more. It becomes multipurpose, and while One and Sixby did acquire one during their era in this timeline— the idea of their reactions to how frequently Bond and Scarf use theirs is just.

Scarf: We should take some readings. Bond: Quite right. After you, then. <They pull out their sonic screwdrivers.> One: Heh! Heheheh!? You mean! You're going to take environmental scans with a lockpick!? So we're delusional now? Are we? Hm? Sixby, who started the trend: I'm not quite sure where they picked that habit up from.....

Also, introductions are always funny in a multidoctor story.

"Which of you is The Doctor?"

All together: I am! Bond: [Frustrated over how much it's happened today.] We really must find a way around this! Sixby: Well— [Exasperated laugh] I don't suppose we can use name tags? Scarf: [Teasing] A wonderful idea! We can call you tiny. One: Oh for heaven's sake!!! Will you all be quiet!? We're being held at gunpoint! Scarf: It's not like that's an irregular occurrence. Bond: You're really not helping. Scarf: Oh, and you'd know what helping is?

AND GOD. BEING STUCK IN A PRISON CELL.

Sixby: <Pulls out his recorder and starts to play it.> Scarf: They said incarceration! Not torture. Sixby: I was just trying to provide a bit of ambiance to our current situation. Bond: That's what we're calling it now? Sixby: It helps me concentrate! One: Well it breaks my focus! <Snatches it.> Now. Let's really focus! And figure out a way out of this cell!

I have more, but that's all I'll torment you with for now, dash. :>

#???. {out of character | ooc}#i. {the first doctor}#ii. {the sixby doctor}#iii. {the bond doctor}#iv. {the scarf doctor}#555. {character studies}

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punkscowardschampions · 1 year ago

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Grace & Nancy & Teddy Pt.1

Grace: I know I promised [whatever Nancy’s coffee order is] from [this coffee place] but I can’t

Nancy: You CAN’T? Is your apple pay not working orrrrrrrr

Grace: 😂😂 it’s not that but you won’t believe what it IS

Nancy: 🥁

Nancy: So spill, bitch

Grace: I totally will, but maybe don’t wait up for me to… ??!!

Nancy: OMG, what 😱😱😱

Grace: things are, like, HAPPENING here 😍💖🥰💖 RN

Nancy: You are NOT having a ❤️💂🦁🌹🤍☔️🤍🫖🎡💷💙 RN

Nancy: At least give me the TLDR of how this even happened!

Grace: lowkey I think I am ??! I don’t trust it but 🤴🏼🤍☕️🤎

Grace: this boy looks like [this era’s Draco, idk but we know what I’m saying, probably a model or a singer we’re comparing him to or a hot tiktoker as it’s Grace lol] & I am NOT okay 💀💀💀

Nancy: 🥵😭🤯 You lucky cow, this is what I get for staying in bed and making you do the caffeine pickup 🤦‍♀️

Nancy: It could be, are you sure it isn’t???

Grace: there’s more! he wants to take me to [the boujee store Teddy said] to 💸💳💸 a new outfit & I think I’m being pranked!!? maybe??!😳😬 what do I DO??! HELP

Grace: … cos, like, he isn’t famous, but INfamous kind of, you know him 🤏🏽

Nancy: WHO IS IT

Grace: I’m literally scared to tell you

Nancy: Is it [her most recent ex lmao] ‘cos you will be 💀💀💀

Grace: OMG NO!!

Grace: but you might still say you don’t want me to go & be out with him all night like he’s saying he wants 😭😭

Nancy: Now who the hell is this player 🙄🙄

Grace: 😶 DON’T EVEN

Grace: you can’t be mad at me, it’s not my fault EVERYONE is related to EVERYONE 🙄🙄

Nancy: I’m not mad at YOU but this sounds like a total move that’s been rehearsed 10x over

Nancy: so, put ‘em on, I wanna talk to them real quick 🤔🙃

Grace: NO PLEASE, you CAN’T, he’ll think I’m 12

Nancy: You think you’re all grown up now you’ve had your party, boo, please

Nancy: Who do I know that looks like [this comparison she made]...

Grace: I just want to go, can I?

Nancy: Of course

Nancy: I’m just REALLY suspicious why you’re not telling me, we tell each other EVERYTHING

Grace: it’s

Grace: Ava knows him better than you & I know you hate talking about her & of ALL people idk why it had to be him who threw ☕️ everywhere at me 🥺 I’m sorry 😭🤯

Nancy: Oh.

Nancy: Now I know who it is

Grace: I won’t go, I’m so SO sorry

Nancy: He spilt coffee ALL over your [whatever she is wearing, as was planned because the level of control]

Nancy: You looked so good, that is entirely unacceptable, so you have to go 💸💳💸 rinse him as he deserves

Grace: it was an accident but yeah

Nancy: It was a pick-up tactic, babe, he is so blatant, wow

Grace: idk I think he just slipped, it happened to me [on another occasion she was here because clumsy bitch] 😳🙄

Nancy: Hmm, and he had this date plan just ready to go? Sounds fake but okay

Grace: it’s an apology for the accident ?? isn’t it?

Nancy: An EXPENSIVE apology that’s going to take all day and all night, come on, Gracie

Nancy: you would NOT do that if you weren’t interested, like, HELLO

Grace: I caught the vibe it wasn’t expensive to him, you know, like when you gave me [something expensive] for [no real reason] 🤷🏽‍♀️💳💸🤷🏽‍♀️

Grace: an outfit to replace mine isn’t THAT wild & ☕️ too or 🥗 but that’s cos he’s a boy & food is nbd to them either, right?

Nancy: You should ask him, if you really want to know the answer

Nancy: I COULD be wrong, but I’m not 💁‍♀️

Grace: he couldn’t be interested in me

Grace: not like that

Nancy: Why not? 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ that negative self-talk RN

Grace: you said you know who it is, so duh, it’s obvious why not

Nancy: [full name Teddy because she did give enough clues that you could and would guess, even if this wasn’t all one evil scheme]

Nancy: He’s only James’ younger brother, not [namedrop another hot man of the era, idk, but someone entirely unattainable to us all]

Grace: BUT

Grace: he might as well be [this unattainable man] to me 🥵😭🤯 is still BEYOND real

Nancy: You’re adorable 😏😘

Nancy: I still think he’s gone about this a little shadily but you should go, if you’re this into him

Grace: 😍💖🥰💖 is too real somehow too

Nancy: You’d look hot together

Grace: I’ll mess it up before we can be seen anywhere together 😂

Nancy: No, he started it with the coffee, he owes you one fuck up

Grace: 👌🏽 but 1 gets us to [a street literally next to this coffee shop like I’ll fuck up immediately vibes] & then what?? 😂😂😂

Nancy: He’ll think you’re adorable too, obviously 😉

Grace: I’m freaking out

Nancy: Okay, breathe, girl

Grace: I can’t do this

Nancy: Yes you can, you’re SO much hotter than him, you just don’t realise it

Grace: 😭😭 everyone can already tell I’m SO far out of his league

Grace: there’s NO WAY I can go & eat in front of him, god

Nancy: They can’t because it’s not true

Nancy: Just order [something that makes you look skinty but isn’t a salad that will get in your teeth and make you look a fool, you’ve both ridden in this rodeo before] you know you’ll be safe

Grace: I wish you had come with, this wouldn’t be happening

Nancy: Okay, well, RUDE 😣

Nancy: only wanting me there so you don’t have to impress this boy

Grace: I’m never gonna be able to impress him

Grace: with what?? how? 🤡

Nancy: 😼😼😼😼😼

Grace: he can have anyone he wants

Nancy: Annnnnnnnnd

Nancy: who is he trying to take out right now?

Grace: you think he’s shady & up to something, you said so

Nancy: Up to trying to link with you, not mug you, girl

Grace: okay, okay, I’ll go… 🙈🙉🙊

Nancy: Don’t act like you don’t want to, hoe 🥴🥴😩

Grace: I’m 🙏🏽 harder than black nan has EVER insisted that’ll be me & the vibe by tonight tbh 🤤😵‍💫 you’re NOT wrong

Nancy: I SO need to get myself out of the flat… Now I have to scroll my contacts for a link

Grace: what about [someone she wouldn’t be caught dead with for some reason, just to show how Grace doesn’t have a clue lol] ??

Nancy: UMM, I am not going to SACRIFICE myself for your 😸 sis

Nancy: I’d rather be mad 😂

Grace: UM drama, I thought you liked him

Grace: there was a serious 😻 vibe the last time I was here

Nancy: Not anymore, honey

Nancy: [some drama even if you’ve made it up, just like it’s a no from me sis] 😷😷😷

Grace: oh damn 👌🏽👌🏽

Nancy: Don’t worry, I won’t get in your way regardless 🤞

Grace: 🤞🏽🤍🙏🏽🤍

Grace: but don’t YOU worry, I’m 1000x more likely to get in my own way

Nancy: Please, the boy is PARCHED 🥵

Grace: me too 🥛🥴😩

Nancy: It has been a MINUTE for real… you remember how to do it all, yeah? 😜

Nancy: We don’t have time for me to show you

Grace: like riding a 🚲 yeah? 😣

Nancy: More like riding a 🐎

Grace: he IS v tall so 👀🙏🏽🤍🤞🏽

Nancy: 😂😂 I could ask around if you don’t wanna waste your time…

Grace: 😂😂

Nancy: don’t worry I won’t ask him when I call him to talk about you 🤫

Grace: if he was older you’d straight up be calling him & I’d need to hear it from you

Nancy: Bitch, he’s in Uni unlike you still a schoolgirl 🎀🍭🍼👶

Grace: yeah his 1st year of, he literally started this month

Nancy: Yeah, I know, Ava and him used to hang out

Grace: I know that’s why I’m 😱😱😱

Grace: do you think they…??? HUNG OUT hung out or just

Nancy: 🤔🧐💭

Nancy: she doesn’t tell me anything, never has, you know that

Grace: I know I can’t compete with ANY of the girls he’s used to hanging out with, even if they didn’t like that

Nancy: He don’t seem to think so

Grace: we don’t know what he’s 🤔💭 though

Nancy: He’s trying to take you out, we know that 💸💳💰🥂🍴🍽️🍾👗👠💃

Grace: it feels fake 💸💳💰🥂🍴🍽️🍾👗👠💃 if something seems too good to be true then…

Nancy: What's the worst that can happen though? Don’t let him take any photos, keep it clean, he clearly wants THAT much

Grace: idk humiliation?! 😭💔 but you’re right ❌📸🥂🚫🍾⛔️ & it’ll be fine, I’LL be in control

Nancy: You don’t know anyone he knows, not really

Nancy: Even if he was to tell everyone, he wouldn’t because I would hear it too

Grace: I’m gonna chill I s2g

Grace: your damage control would make the 😭💔 basically non-existent like always, I’m overreacting also like always 🙄😂

Nancy: EVERYONE knows I would end them if they said anything about you, him included, it’s not happening 😤🙅‍♀️

Grace: 🤍🤍🤍 EVERYONE knows ilysm 🤍🤍🤍

Nancy: The most, even when you end up dating Teddy

Nancy: You have to swear right now

Grace: ofc the MOST, boys come & go esp the 🥵😭🤯 ones, you’re forever

Nancy: No one is ever going to have your back like me, that’s on blood 💞🩸💕

Grace: it’s on god too, doing me literally this ONE favour in life so far 🙏🏽🤍🙏🏽

Nancy: Serious, I be constantly counting my blessing for him giving me you

Nancy: How else would I survive this family? 💀💀

Grace: too real

Grace: I definitely wouldn’t have survived it

Nancy: You were SUCH a mess ��😭

Grace: & a 🎀🍭🍼👶🏽

Nancy: My baby, truly

Grace: Who ELSE has raised me?? 💞🩸💕 I owe it ALL to you 🥺😭

Nancy: I mean… 😶

Nancy: I wouldn’t be without you, I can’t wait for you to finally move here permanently

Grace: SO soon 🙌🏽🍾

Nancy: I’ve missed you SOOOOO much [in the short time you’ve been away, no doubt]

Nancy: Promise we can [something y’all would like to do] tomorrow after your date?

Grace: OMG me too!! we have to, this boy can’t be allowed to cut hardcore into OUR time, I’d die 🥺🥺

Nancy: You better let him know 📢

Grace: [sending her dressing room style pics of all the outfits Teddy is clearly making her try on atm like I’m a bit busy rn soz lol]

Nancy: I LOVE the [whatever we actually think is the least flattering on her] SO major 😽

Grace: he says it’s his fave too, it must be the one 💸💳💸

Nancy: 💯

Nancy: You can’t doubt he has taste now

Grace: 😳😳

Grace: as long as I can wear it to [the restaurant he said he was going to take her to]... I can, right??

Nancy: You totally could…

Nancy: I take it you aren’t coming back to get changed or anything?

Grace: do you think I should fr??

Grace: like, maybe, that’s a good idea to keep him waiting for a sec 💡👏🏽

Grace: if you PROMISE not to be in his grill giving him the 3rd the ENTIRE time

Nancy: It’s just so like a man to not consider you might want to freshen up before going out out

Nancy: It isn’t like you beat your face for [the restaurant] when you left for coffee, was all I was thinking

Nancy: And who do you think I am?

Grace: oh no!! oh GOD!! do I look THAT bad?? 💀💀

Grace: I’ve gotta check those pics I sent again 😷😷😷 HOLD ON…

Nancy: No, of course you don’t

Nancy: I just know I wouldn’t want to go out feeling less than totally smoking, that’s all

Grace: change of plan, I’m coming back ASAP

Nancy: Okay, chill out, let the boy pay first at least

Nancy: don’t wanna look like you’re running away with the ‘fit

Grace: I said ASAP, babes, not RN

Nancy: Good, it isn’t a complete emergency 😌

Grace: it’ll be calm, yeah? he can, like, play with your new dog or something while I rescue this 🚑🚨

Nancy: ??

Nancy: Are you accusing ME or HIM of being a social idiot? DUH, it’ll be totally chill, girl

Grace: no, I just feel bad making you entertain the boy for HOWEVER long, that’s all

Nancy: Hun, I entertain all the time, it is not hard

Nancy: He can help himself to a drink and I’ll stay out of his way, if you don’t trust me…

Grace: OMG no, of course I do! with my life

Grace: I’m sorry, forget I even said all that idk what I was 💭 or trying to 💬

Nancy: Just let me know when you guys are on your way back, I’ll be busy

Grace: please don’t be busy! I NEED your help

Nancy: 💭

Grace: I’m so SO sorry, please PLEASE help me

Nancy: Okay but you do already owe me a [her coffee order] so don’t think the list isn’t growing by the second

Grace: they have [something designer and boujee Nancy wants that has just come out or whatever] here, I could bring it with too when I come back… ?? 🎁💌

Nancy: 🙌👏 That is what I’m talking about

Grace: & your ☕️ but that’s obvs less exciting

Nancy: Meh, I am EXHAUSTED 😅

Grace: 👌🏽👌🏽 I hear you [things she is adding to this coffee order to make it like crack, extra shots and stuff idk but you know what I mean] coming up, hun 🙌🏽

Nancy: I’ll be cleaning up the bottles from last night so he doesn’t think you’re a hot mess 🤪

Grace: 🙏🏽🤍🙏🏽 thank you!! I feel like one, trust & that would be the day I run into someone so

Nancy: Don’t even, I’ve seen him ON IT, he can’t say shit 😏

Grace: 😈 or 😇 behaviour, I KNOW what he’s LOOKING like still

Nancy: 🥛

Grace: 😋

Nancy: 😂 You are such a slut

Grace: for him, guilty 👩‍⚖️

Nancy: Mhmm

Grace: the things he’s saying, it’d be illegal NOT to, like a crime against 😍💖🥰💖

Nancy: Y’all are cute

Grace: he is, I can’t deal

Nancy: You’d think you were a virgin, omg, you haven’t been like this since [whoever she was last with]

Grace: shhh, thank god I’m actually not

Grace: BUT I didn’t think I could be this interested, you know, like I was before they told me I had the M, back when I was a real hoe

Nancy: 🥺 that’s really quite sweet

Grace: idk I don’t wanna jinx myself or anything, I just feel like if I did sleep with him, MAYBE it might be good ??! & I’ll like it instead of having to be super fake about it

Nancy: There are ways about that if you weren’t so shy

Grace: yeah?

Nancy: Of course, you’re like ENTIRELY too focused on the boy having a good time, I’ve always said that

Grace: cos I want him to

Nancy: Boys aren’t that dumb

Nancy: and only the rapey ones don’t care when it’s super obvious how hard you’re faking enjoying being there

Grace: but it’s not SUPER obvious, is it? it can’t be

Nancy: 🤷‍♀️

Nancy: If some guy started fake moaning in your ear and then fake shot a load on your back, how would you feel?

Grace: bad

Grace: but I can’t get into why I’m not feeling it with every guy, esp when they take it like a challenge instead of like a fact that my sex drive is just 💀👻

Nancy: You must be kinda into it though or like… why makeout with them or whatever? You know what I mean?

Grace: I don’t wanna die alone, or be the weird one at the party

Nancy: You aren’t going to die alone, not EVERY guy is sex-mad either, maybe Teddy isn’t

Nancy: or you’ll find a guy who isn’t

Grace: I wanna be normal & date normal guys

Nancy: You wouldn’t want someone to call you not normal for it… there’s loads of reasons people aren’t always thinking about or wanting it

Grace: ugh, okay, I know… I just mean, if he wants to, I hope I can & this feeling I have rn stays

Nancy: Work out what your body can do… make adjustments where it fails, there’s so much out there to help these days

Grace: talking about it makes me feel like I need to start a support group with Billie or something, I hate it 😭💔

Grace: I wanna be enough

Nancy: Hello, she should be your inspo, look at the men she still attracts

Nancy: Do you masturbate often?

Grace: no offence to her, she isn’t, it’s all too tragic

Grace: please, I wasn’t doing that before, why would I start now?

Nancy: Oh, LORD 🤦‍♀️

Nancy: You have so much to learn

Grace: don’t come for my life rn, I’m already nervous

Nancy: What are you gonna do though, when he asks you to send him videos of you touching yourself?

Grace: maybe he won’t ask me

Nancy: maybe

Grace: but if he does, I’ll distract him, like I have other boys, it’s not that hard

Nancy: Don’t you want him to stick around unlike other boys though?

Grace: OUCH, but okay, yeah

Nancy: No, no, not like THAT

Nancy: I can just tell you like him, I’m trying to stop you self-sabotaging, I swear

Grace: I do like him, I want him to like me

Nancy: He will, we can scheme it

Grace: what if we don’t have time? what if tonight he wants to do everything?!

Nancy: He lives with his parents and [the restaurant] is too fancy to shag in the bathroom, the attendant would have something to say

Nancy: He can’t stay over my house unless I say so

Grace: I’ll owe you more than [whatever boujee thing she has got for her and has taken a pic of as proof she’s bringing it back]

Grace: you’ll be saving my life AGAIN

Nancy: Nah, I only want what’s best for you, ALWAYS 😘😘

Grace: I just have to get through [whatever time of day meal this is/will be by the time you’ve got yourself ready now gal]

Grace: easy

Nancy: You’ve got this 🤝

Grace: thanks to you 😘😘

Nancy: We’re an us, a team, forever

Grace: I couldn’t do this without you, or lowkey anything

Nancy: Hush, baby, that’s not true

Grace: it feels true

Grace: I don’t wanna still be a mess when I move here, like I was when 🎀🍭🍼👶🏽 & you had to look after me ALL the time

Nancy: Well I’m never leaving you so you don’t have to find out if it is or isn’t 😅

Nancy: A lot has happened since then… A whole five years have passed now

Grace: [have a lil reminisce sesh in this car on the way back to her gaff like remember when this, this and this etc which I obvs won’t commit us to because we haven’t done any of it yet but breaks my heart for Grace actually nevertheless, soz not soz Teddy that she’s constantly on her phone but you’re gonna have to get used to that sir]

Nancy: [me like not so smug now are you, boy, no amount of lovebombing is going to make her trust you like this, oh Nancy, why do your own issues have to make you evil lmao]

Grace: [it’s all fun and games and I’m having a lovely evil time until I take a sec to think about this from Grace’s POV]

Nancy: [Mhmm, it’s fun to do but not to think about lol]

Grace: [me just here like, imagine, the only time she vaguely enjoys a hookup both pre and post this menopause diagnosis is if she’s drunk af because relaxed enough but then you run the risk of crying or saying messy things or being so messy peeps don’t want you and that’s so sad in itself, without even getting into all the Nancy betrayal stuff]

Nancy: [poor cow, I also think we should probably just let this play out but I did have an idea of what Nancy MIGHT try to do when this all outs and obviously Grace doesn’t want to talk to her ever again, it was like basically blaming it all on Teddy and saying she was a victim too but she couldn’t leave him ‘cos he’s that cray and she was trapped in it]

Grace: [that tracks and is such a legit and good idea, I’m glad we have it in writing here to refer back to because it might take us ages to get there unless we’re doing massive skips]

Nancy: [it made sense to me because she is 100% not letting go of what has taken her this long to master that easily, and is very a have my cake and eat it too bitch so if she could stay with Teddy and still be like omg please don’t tell anyone, I can handle this… like inevitably Grace should still free herself from you in the end hen but after her fake wedding fiasco she’s literally most vulnerable to all this again]

Grace: [mhmm, it makes sense, this all started because of how vulnerable she was, ofc Nancy isn’t gonna just pass up the opportunity to keep it going for the same reason and it’s too easy to act like Teddy is being that bitch after what he did, we should definitely do that, freeing herself could and realistically would take a long time because this has been happening for a long time]

Nancy: [yup… like Nancy never frees herself from her bullshit so you aren’t snapping out of it instantly when she dragged you into it at 13, we’re being nice and saying you do because we put you through all this shit so you deserve it unlike this gal lol]

Grace: [and because selfishly we do need you to work with Janis during the JC era and everything, plus be around her children because of Shay Mitchell having your hair gal so you can’t be a hot mess forever soz]

Nancy: [I think your beauty course will take you 2 years, you’re doing your last year now at 18, so by 20/21 you’d be done with schooling like that so even if we do it in that timeframe, you’ve still got time to come back to Ireland if you do go somewhere else/London/who can say whilst doing your course]

Grace: [yeah it’ll work out well timing wise, meanwhile in the here and now, do we wanna say y’all were just reminiscing and she was somewhat interacting with Teddy during this car ride until y’all bowl up or shall we do some more convo first before getting into all that?]

Nancy: [Hmm, I think you could show, we’ve got across the vibe of how the date is going/what Grace is like well, I thinks anyway, catch this girl so casually flipping through a magazine on the sofa like she hasn’t orchestrated all of this]

Grace: [catch this dog SO happy to see Teddy because it’s HIS dog but Grace just thinks it’s a standard excitable puppy BYE, and besides, she’s too busy giving Nancy her coffee and her gifts like she works for her Devil Wears Prada style, how that gal was with her phone is how Grace is with hers when talking to Nancy, and Teddy is just making himself comfortable af on a different sofa LOVING all this]

Nancy: [I die, oh Rex, caught in the middle much, babe, so glad this gal loves to hire staff so you aren’t being neglected at least; here like ‘Oh, hello, Teddy’ not even looking up from our magazine but rolling our eyes like we’re SO unimpressed to see him but are holding back, for Grace’s sake, of course]

Grace: [Teddy like ‘it’s lovely to see you again, darling, it’s been much too long’ as if that’s casual af and speaking it in a tone you do when you hate someone lowkey and don’t actually wanna see them ever again, but every word is so deliberately chosen because he means them with feeling, Grace flapping because she’s gotta go get ready and it will take AGES because she’s her and she feels awkward about just leaving this boy here for a million reasons, to the point said boy literally waves her away like UGH GO, as if it’s playful but we know]

Nancy: [Using your coffee to gesture towards your bar moment before taking a sip before you speak ‘Do help yourself’ like you aren’t even going to dignify any of that with a response but we can meet your eye momentarily, which just looks like we’re actually acknowledging your existence and not what you just said and what it actually means, likewise waving Grace away like, girl, go, shouting after her to borrow and use xyz, whatever she would want to, you know the vibe, flashing her the ‘it’s fine’ smile about it all]

Grace: [imma switch to him fully because Grace is gone and she’s gonna be a thousand years probably despite trying to hurry up, hold on]

Teddy: [this boy playing the not at all dangerous game of HOLDING her gaze the entire time Grace is walking away and as he pours whatever drink he is and downs it because the nightmare of a day he’s had so far having to be with Grace being the vibe, never once breaking eye contact nbd]

Nancy: [screaming at your screen to turn around bitch but of course you’re running to this spare room/the en-suite because you’re in an absolute panic, raising a brow so pointedly when she shuts the door behind her like WELL ‘Good day?’ half accusatory like she’s sussing him and his intentions out on Grace’s behalf and the other conversationally as if this is casual and you don’t have the play by play from Grace and their plan from beforehand]

Teddy: [putting down and leaving his empty glass on whatever this bar situation is, walking over to the sofa she’s sat on and sitting down next to her ‘Oh, you know’ like peeps say that casually in a convo with a shrug when they’re slightly embarrassed or don’t know what to say etc but really because he knows damn well she has the full tea]

Nancy: [the ‘hm’ again sounding partially accusatory but also amused because yes we DO know, in any version of events, we know honey, looking at the space between y’all on this sofa like you’re like why the hell have you sat this close to me but really you’re just thinking about being closer, then looking at your wrist, the watch on it ‘what time do you plan to have her back by?’]

Teddy: [picking up her hand like he’s gonna hold it because his fave thing but dropping it into said space instead like a reminder of the car moment when she GRIPPED that seat between them, doing his own ‘hm’ kinda sound, as if he’s mocking hers, but really he’s just making a sound again to be like remember all the !! ones I can and could, touching her wrist when she looks at it, but again only momentarily ‘midnight?’ obvs for the cinderella vibes, allowing your tone to be more mocking than you could get away with in front of Grace cos she’s probably got water running and shit anyway]

Nancy: [when your sofa is probably also leather like the car seat because flex despite the fact it isn’t as comfortable, it’s expensive, so you are happily reenacting that seat grab here now because of course you know what he’s referring to, it was his favourite thing; shrugging even though you do allow yourself to smirk because yeah, she isn’t about to burst back in half made up, we all know that ‘as long as you can still get yourself home fine after’ ‘cos not staying here, honey]

Teddy: [watching her do the 2nd seat grab as intently as he did the 1st, duh, doing a sigh that could very much be I sure do wish Grace would hurry the hell up but we know isn’t and is purely in response and instead of any kind of noise because too much of a pro to slip up that easily or that soon, his eyes lighting up a lil at her smirk cos love to see it and he knows how much fun she’s already having cos hard same ‘of course, I’ll be tucked up in bed, alone, by [whatever time is feasible for travelling back to his]’ the alone being so pointedly in ref to their previous convo when he said he was all alone and what they ended up doing cos not above suggesting that happens again, despite it seeming like he’s suggesting he’s gonna be the perfect gent to Grace]

Nancy: [do your own louder sigh, as if you’re mocking him how he mocked you, like leave the gal alone, this takes time but again, of course it is to remind you right back ‘good’ and the way we sound SO happy about it is purely because you understand are being the gentleman we know Grace wants you to be, obviously, the way we’re grinning isn’t just because we’re loving this]

Teddy: [‘happy?’ said like she’s being Grace’s overprotective and impossible to please big sister like ugh are you happy now but he’s purely just acknowledging how much she’s loving this, doing his own grin to match hers]

Nancy: [‘She will be’ saying this in a hushed tone despite the fact you are almost certain Grace can’t hear anything beyond the sound of y’all having a very short and sweet convo in here, ‘cos got to get across who actually wants you to go home, cuffing his shoulder like there, there, only squeezing it for the briefest of secs]

Teddy: [looking at her nails as she does that, a very lingering LOOK about it because what’s been said about them, no notes]

Nancy: [biting the corner of your mouth a little, clearly thinking about something now he’s brought your attention to your nails, suddenly and without hesitation grabbing his hand and laying it back down in your lap so you can DIG your nails into the palm of his hand, because if it marks, he could have done that himself, it’s not down the back suspicious, not that Grace plans on seeing that tonight, thanking you]

Teddy: [letting his hand REALLY move in her lap for that second while she does this because simply MUST, likewise biting his own lip because necessary for all the reasons and she said about using her teeth too so THINKING about it]

Nancy: [glad you would’ve also thought to put music on before they got here, appearing like you’re not trying to have any awkward silences, but it just helps cover when you’re blatantly not talking and if you were to talk about anything that would be a little bit off, once again having to SQUEEZE your legs tightly together once his hand isn’t in the way to crush because the mood ‘you like her?’ like you’re just getting down to the business of gauging his intentions but really, you blatantly want him to think of a way to doublespeak right now]

Teddy: [having to grab and SQUEEZE her leg on her thigh hard enough to leave his own marks because Grace will frankly be too distracted to care and if she wasn’t it’s easily hideable in october so ‘we’ve been having a lot of fun today’ because true, could mean Grace and him, could mean Nancy and him, both are real af, obvious af emphasis on a LOT as he does this SQUEEZE just because]

Nancy: [Grace knows that Nancy is usually a hoe in comparison anyway, I’m sure she isn’t jumping to that conclusion, just thinking you had your own hookup today whilst she was gallivanting with this boy, hence there is not a suggestion of stopping you rn, only doing a sharp intake of breath in response before you reply, having breathed back out so it’s steady ‘that’s what she deserves’ we all know what’s being said there]

Teddy: [‘yes, she’s very deserving of all of it’ we know what’s being said there about Grace and the suggestion of Nancy being the she in question and what she deserves too lol because he’s shifting his body slightly closer in this seat to make it even more blatant]

Nancy: [nodding purely as a way to move your head closer to his whilst the pretense of not intending to do so stands, like you aren’t shamelessly staring at his crotch again ‘you better treat her right then’]

Teddy: [‘I promise I will’ as shamelessly because DUH, moving in a way that’s less about getting closer to her like a sec ago and more like a reenactment of the car again]

Nancy: [a noise that is ‘good’ without saying the word again, to also be able to make a noise which is far easier and what we actually wanna do right now ‘she’ll be ages’ said in an affectionate but like btw manner, because she will but the DARING him to do something is all in the eye contact as we say it]

Teddy: [doing another sigh as if this one is affectionate too like oh you @ Grace but he really just needs to likewise make a sound/do a dramatic breath about this, STARING back at her, letting the moment drag so she’s thinking about all the things he might do and letting the anticipation really heighten how !! they are]

Nancy: [leaning back against your end of the sofa, like you’re just getting comfortable and not also recreating the vibe in the car, putting your feet up in the gap that is between y’all]

Teddy: [leaning forwards and fully over her to recreate the vibe of when she was lying on her bed and he kissed her goodbye, as if he’s kissing her hello now cos this feels like the first moment they are alone and being themselves]

Nancy: [has no qualms fully kissing you right now because how confident we are that we know Grace, aka that she would never come out before she was fully made up in front of this boy and that she is nowhere near to that goal]

Teddy: [he’ll be here DYING about it for that first split second because didn’t expect her to despite also knowing Grace isn’t likely to appear yet clearly, but then kissing her back with all the !! he has]

Nancy: [finally giving this boy something with how ferociously you are making out with him, partly because you just HAVE to but also because you can’t linger so hard and fast is the vibe here, as is the way we’re not at all subtly feeling all over him where we wanna]

Teddy: [what a MOOD, when she inevitably breaks this kiss sooner than his liking because that’s the vibe always, with the same suddenness and lack of hesitation as she used when she dug her nails into his palm, going back in to bite her lip really hard because something she could have done herself/could have happened during the fictional hookup she’s having while the notp are busy]

Nancy: [touching your lip as if you’re fully in shock and you’re checking it’s bleeding, because it will be, but you only want to get this blood onto your fingers so you can smear it over his bottom lip for him to lick off, so !! in everything we’re doing, obviously]

Teddy: [touching his lip first so it gets on his fingers too, so he can not only lick his lips but them too and do the absolute most about it for her for all those reminders]

Nancy: [the ‘fuck’ more or less just being mouthed but the sound that does actually escape is so highkey because couldn’t be more about this]

Teddy: [doing the thing where you could just be wiping your hand on the sofa cushion but you’re again doing the absolute most while you’re there and reaching her hers as well as grabbing said cushion]

Nancy: [holding his hand, as quickly and without warning as you started kissing him, squeezing it again as if you haven’t got time to be even a little gentle about any of this]

Teddy: [holding her hand as dramatically because so with her on it all, before he, with the same without warning energy, puts her wedding ring finger in his mouth and starts really going to town on it, not at all casually]

Nancy: [having to press your mouth hard against the crook of your elbow and look away from his antics like if you didn’t, you would truly say something that even Grace could hear, once you’ve regained enough composure that you don’t blurt anything out but your breathing is still shallow af, look and I mean LOOK back at him, copy what he’s doing to you on him, however more compromising a position that puts you in, as is the point]

Teddy: [STARING at the blood that’s bound to be in the crook of her elbow from her lip until she’s LOOKING at him and he has to LOOK back, however much these antics are making him die and he’s pushing his crotch into her]

Nancy: [PRESSING your lips against the palm of his hand that is covered in your nail indentations, letting him feel how you are breathing, whilst also pulling his body closer into yours like yeah, do it, do what, I ask you, who can say]

Teddy: [having to use the palm of his other hand, shamelessly, to muffle a noise that he can’t help but make about all this, which is dangerously close to sounding like her name because they love to be blatant and live that on the edge so he’s gotta]

Nancy: [using the weight of your body to flip who’s pushing their body at who and pinning him on this sofa like SHUT UP, letting him up before you remotely want to but you straddling him even in a fight vibe is not one you can explain away, the way you’re then acting like you didn’t just do that and going to your bar to get a drink because you did and drinking is what must be done about how intense this is]

Teddy: [doing the hottest of hot lols when she gets up and acts like that didn’t happen again because love this gal for that and as far as Grace is concerned, she can just hear you loling which is a good thing, the pair of you getting along]

Nancy: [smirking at him again from the bar and over your drink, shaking your head like he did it and you can’t believe it, or that laugh was somehow more egregious ‘Don’t you want another?’ indicating whatever you’re having and then his empty glass]

Teddy: [‘that would be nice’ coming over to this bar to make it so he can be so in her grill, obviously, it’s a cliche for a reason and ruster lowkey invented it so I have to]

Nancy: [WATCHING him like you aren’t inches away from him and you are fascinated ‘I wish you could stay’ whispered in his ear because just true but he can’t and that ain’t even on you this time]

Teddy: [‘so do I’ into her neck before he kisses it, in contrast really softly so there’s no chance of any marks being left and barely any sound being made]

Nancy: [the softness startling you more than any dramatic sudden roughness would ever ‘she said you were saying nice things’ like he’s lovebombing you now to show how he does it]

Teddy: [doing a lil mhmm kind of noise into her neck for how that would feel, playing with her hair a lil bit, to make it fall over there and hide him as if he could then get away with absolutely anything and that’s why he has to]

Nancy: [‘she told me everything’ emphasising the EVERYTHING so you don’t have to address how only now are you slightly blushing]

Teddy: [‘I can’t wait to tell you’ because lord, his side of the story compared to hers, sis, they aren’t ready for the fun they are gonna have, lowkey licking her neck about this, dangerously close to licking her face in the manner the dog has, for that reminder too]

Nancy: [‘midnight’ like it’s a date you’re setting for y’all right here and now, pushing your booty back into his crotch shamelessly because feeling a type of way ‘I’ll be waiting up’]

Teddy: [repeating it back like he’s purely doing it to agree/confirm but we all know it’s for how indecently it sounds cos of how he’s feeling and that move ‘I’ll keep you up’ the all night being unspoken but heavily implied by the way he’s pushing his crotch into her]

Nancy: [reaching back to find his hand, guiding in to your own crotch, on top of your clothes at first which I imagine is only some loungewear type shorts, further directing his fingers to the edge of said shorts like you want him to go underneath ‘same’ said with your own hot lol]

Teddy: [do go for it and go underneath what few clothes she’s bothered to put on because why wouldn’t you, you’ve gotten away with this much and you know you have time]

Nancy: [the way you are beyond soaked is not going to be lost on him, or how long you’ve been like this, clearly being all day, tightening the grip your hand has on his]

Teddy: [barely finishing the word ‘fuck’ about this before he’s doing the absolutely most touching her and going SO hard immediately because that about it]

Nancy: [‘for you’ like you’re handing him another drink and not yourself, fully dropping all your weight into what he’s doing with his hands, thus making it deeper and harder because you have to ‘Teddy’ really pausing between syllables so even though it’s a whisper it is hitting so !!]

Teddy: [doing the most moving like he’s likewise giving her himself on hearing her say that for you, with no pause in his other antics, really doing as much as we can, only adding to it with the lovebite he’s giving too when she says his name like that, somewhere whatever top she is wearing rn covers so Grace won’t see it immediately upon coming out of the bathroom/spare room, but he simply HAS TO, pull those clothes aside with his face and do that rn because !!!]

Nancy: [when you instinctively go to pull your clothes off to the point you have fully flashed before you remember you have to keep them on and pull that top back down grumpily, ‘give it to me’ in the same cross manner like he can, like you have time, really pushing against his crotch in the most blatant dryhump ever ‘now’]

Teddy: [dragging her head and face to him roughly in a hot move because he’s grumpy her clothes have to stay on too, then using that hand he dragged her face to him with to grope her boob as dramatically for the same reason like he’s so mad they’re not out, still kissing her, while the other one is doing the most inside of her until he pauses momentarily to pull her shorts down more than they are ‘take it’ like they can hook up rn because lbr you almost are]

Nancy: [at least your gasp is into his mouth by this point because it would be loud and blatant, to go with how dangerous everything y’all are now doing is, bending over at the waist to make the most of how basically off your shorts are now, the dare of it all as you repeat yourself essentially ‘take me’]

Teddy: [idk what trousers you showed up for this coffee date in sir but regardless, undoing them, because we see your dare and we raise you gal, love that you’re doing this one handed so that the other one is digging into the lovebite he did, and he hasn’t stopped kissing her either, the skill, I could never ‘now’ as she said it, but also not at all, cos a !! demand actually]

Nancy: [sorry to interrupt but Grace is going to in some form, either shouting or blowing up this gals phone with her dramatic SOS’s, either way, we would be shooketh to our core and the leap away from you is as dramatic, rearranging our clothes and our thoughts before going to see what this gal needs]

Teddy: [y’all deserve her cockblock of whatever crisis she’s having so I don’t feel sorry for you, the way he’s gonna be sat so casually, flicking through the same magazine she was when he and Grace came in, composed and as if none of that happened is actually insane, regardless of whether Grace is there or it’s just Nancy coming back]

Nancy: [it is what you deserve, both of y’all, ignoring the fact this will do nothing to deter you obvs and you’ll just be getting a thrill off of how close that was, now talking to her like nothing happened etc etc, ugh, at least we stopped y’all though because necessary; I imagine that both bedrooms doors come off this living space, so when we exit the spare room, we’re hopping into ours like we might fully ignore you but we’re leaving the door open pointedly]

Teddy: [I’m genuinely determined to see how long we can cockblock y’all because it’s fun and more believable in this scenario than most, honestly, this boy so amused by her antics and the fact Grace is still not ready and appearing despite the help]

Nancy: [not ignoring you but are going to lay on our bed and try to deal with how overwhelmed our entire being is real quick]

Nancy: just don’t ever let her check your phone to prove what a trustworthy guy you are 👌

Teddy: Who do you think I am?

Nancy: Who does she think you are, more the question

Teddy: 💝🧸💐 as promised

Nancy: how like her to get it so wrong…

Teddy: How like me to be so convincing

Nancy: 🙄 You didn’t do terribly

Teddy: But that’s terrible praise, you can do much better

Nancy: I’m not praising you yet, you’ve barely done anything

Teddy: You’re lying in bed because of what I’ve barely done

Nancy: That’s to me, that’s a different type of barely

Teddy: Precisely, what I’m doing to her is different

Nancy: Is it?

Teddy: Night & day

Nancy: very literally for the time being

Teddy: You should be praising me for barely doing anything, it’s the point

Nancy: Did I say you were doing a bad job?

Teddy: You’re doing your absolute best to avoid telling me I’m doing a good one

Nancy: Why do you want me to?

Teddy: Because you don’t want to

Nancy: Idiot

Teddy: [not him standing in her doorway again like he did the last time he was here, giving identical vibes because I’m sure he’s loving this dog again, like say it to my face if you wanna say it gal lol lol, doing a ahem kind of noise to get her attention like a diva]

Nancy: [the ‘can I help you?’ Like you’re trying to chill and he’s being an annoying guest that needs to know where something is not at all matching the smile you give him as he’s stood there loving upon this dog]

Teddy: [throwing a ball or something for this dog at the bed so he jumps on her because this boy cannot but very much wishes he could, nothing to see here Grace, just playing with a puppy nbd, we’re just giving this dog the types of praise she could be giving us like we’re helping her to come up with what she could say, you know the vibes]

Nancy: [being like OI at this pup in the faux mad way like watch it you, very purposefully only giving this dog physical affection and keeping our mouth closed for now though, shaking our head like oh you, obviously at Teddy and not Rex]

Teddy: [throw this ball or toy back towards the living room so you can go sit back down because you’re thinking Grace might actually be done soon, though knowing her I doubt it sir but you don’t very well, purposely giving her such a SMILE as he leaves, all smug and buzzing]

Nancy: [when you know damn well she won’t be so you can smile as smugly/sweetly back like oh honey, good luck, start getting ready yourself but we’re obviously not shutting the door because we’re not Grace and we don’t care if you see, as it is kinda the point]

Teddy: [go back and annoy this dog for literally no more than a few minutes before you’re bored af because the sort of boy you clearly are, come back and throw yourself down on the bed she is now out of, could be casual houseguest/sort of friends behaviour but it’s y’all so it isn’t, neither is his ‘entertain me’ though if Grace heard it, it would seem so]

Nancy: [not looking back but stopping whatever you’re doing when he so unceremoniously throws himself down and demands attention ‘It isn’t you I’m concerned with entertaining’ as you start to brush your hair again/whatever you were in the middle of, but obviously you’re using this as an excuse to make a show of it all, taking off whatever top you have on so you’re just in your bra like you don’t wanna ruin your hair or get makeup on your outfit ‘why don’t you find something to watch?’]

Teddy: [just shamelessly watching her do this ofc, like that’s the thing he’s found to watch and all he needs to keep him entertained, no notes, nevertheless more background noise is always welcome when y’all so put something on whether that’s a TV in here or his phone blaring, it doesn’t matter because he truly does not care]

Nancy: [enjoying the feeling of him watching you too much, obviously the vibe is that you’re having someone over so you're not getting ready to go out hence you can take FOREVER picking out lingerie to put on, throwing a couple options at him on the bed ‘what do you think?’ as you’re sitting down at your vanity moment to put on that makeup specifically to be ruined energy]

Teddy: [he’ll also be taking FOREVER scrutinising the options she threw at him, making noises like he’s thinking and a purposely very focused attention face so she knows he is and he still has his priorities right as he holds them up, makes a big show of touching them etc and generally doing the most with what he’s been given ‘try this one’ like it’s casual and a friendly suggestion and you’re not just straight up telling her to model this for you rn]

Nancy: [is now just STARING at you staring at this underwear like it is the most important question of all time, holding either side of the stool we’re sat on as if it’s the only thing keeping us here on it, especially with how we’re leaning forward again; eventually putting your hand out like okay, give it back, heading to your en-suite moment like you’re going to get changed in there but instead leaving the door open a crack so he can still see but it’s like you made some effort to get changed in privacy and you just didn’t realise he could still see you doing it]

Teddy: [it’s the LINGERING hand touch that’s a hand hold as he gives whatever lingerie he has chosen back to her, very much the energy of he’s this close to pulling her towards him and onto this bed too but resisting because of how much fun it is to then spy on her getting changed like this, eventually doing a loud ‘well?’ how peeps do when the door is shut and can’t see but wanna know how you’re doing in there and how you look]

Nancy: [lingering is the word, likewise it would be very easy to pull you into this bathroom and just go for it but we cannot when there are games to be played, so we’re turning, like we’re looking at ourself from all angles, as well as letting him do the same obviously, making a hmm kind of noise like you’re not sure, leaning on this door frame to LOOK at him ‘show me what you like about it’ emphasis on the YOU like we aren’t seeing it but we wanna be convinced]

Teddy: [this boy shamelessly reaching through the gap in this door to touch her and this lingerie the way he did when he was holding it up before like he’s just wordlessly commenting on how the colour or cut of it or both compliments her skin tone and her body, all nbd]

Nancy: [the intake of breath is luckily only loud enough for him to hear, and he’ll be able to feel it with how he’s now holding you in this lingerie moment anyway, tilting your head up to look him in the eye because fully !! ‘will my date like it?’ basically mouthed but you’re close enough that you can hear those sounds, what we sound like, even at that volume]

Teddy: [‘he’ll love it’ emphasis on love, like correction, but we all know he’s just gotta, the same way he’s gotta touch the lovebite he gave her earlier which was covered but is now exposed and looking !! I’m sure, but touching it softly and barely to match the vibe of how they’re speaking]

Nancy: [shifting to stand on your tiptoes, reaching up to kiss his cheek like you’re just saying thanks and not ILY, taking one of his hands from wherever it is roaming and holding it in yours, linking the fingers ‘maybe you’re celibate’ as a proper whisper ‘waiting for marriage’ with a tiny snort but just basically like I don’t even want you to bang her rn]

Teddy: [‘you need a pair of heels’ when she’s on her tiptoes as if it’s just a friendly hold on this will complete the lewk, but we all know he just wants to pick a pair out for her and make her wear them when he can bear to tear himself away, going to do that, but not before he whispers back ‘I could’ve found god, she’d like that’ because Grace is a believer even if she’s not going as hard as shit nan about it, all that forced church time has had an effect and Samantha has a cross tat that he would have seen so]

Nancy: [nod almost like you’re tearing yourself out of some sort of daydream here, like yes, you’re right, I ABSOLUTELY do, because our mind has gone there as well and we’re as into it, sit yourself down on the edge of your bed so you can put your feet up and make him put them on you too ‘you certainly need reforming’ at a more conversational tone like you’re just bantsing in here, ‘cos you a hoe, boy, we all know lol]

Teddy: [doing the MOST before, during and after, putting these heels on her to show that he is still a hoe, shoutout to that one of her exes who had a foot fetish because sir soz but he’s outdoing you rn in every possible way ‘yes, I certainly do’]

Nancy: [what a casual flex to be more about it purely because you’re into this boy and clearly your ex cringed you out in lots of ways that weren’t just his fetish because you ain’t exactly a prude lmao, biting your lip again so you don’t make indecent noises about this ‘Only be a shame for the scene’ the AND ME obvious but left unspoken]

Teddy: [going to her vanity and picking out the reddest lip he can find because she needs it to hide her literally bloody and bruised lip from the way y’all are carrying on, holding it out to her the same way the lingerie was held out duh ‘the scene’s already lost me’ because that could be said because he wants Grace not you so it’s fine]

Nancy: [making the ‘awh’ sound so you can make any, also using it to pucker your lips and put this on without looking because a skill and a moment in itself, especially when you’re this on edge because of everything]

Teddy: [again so shamelessly watching her do this and when she has kissing her, but the quickest peck ever like it’s purely to blot this lip how she would do with a tissue if she had one to hand]

Nancy: [allowing the sound you make against his lips to be feral because it is as sudden and as brief as the peck, again, acting like you didn’t]

Teddy: [literally spinning her around in as feral and as forceful of a sudden move like you can’t look at her rn or you’ll just DIE, which is true but also you just need to be standing like you were earlier so she knows and can feel how that sound made him feel because he can’t pretend it didn’t happen]

Nancy: [your hand flying to your mouth without you thinking, inspecting the red smudge on your palm with so much !! and showing him as you’re pushing him back so he’ll have to sit on your bed and you can sit inbetween his legs and feel him like that, don’t also just wanna be in bed with you right now, not at all ‘me too’ kind of seemingly in response to nothing but we mean it for all the things like yeah, I am that turned on too and yeah, I could not give a shit about the scene rn either etc etc]

Teddy: [catch this boy indecently licking her palm in a way that’s again giving dog and also showing off exactly what his tongue can and wants to do, we can all pretend it’s for the benefit of her being able to touch or grab anywhere without accidentally getting lipstick on him, cos true, but really he just wants to do it ‘I’m so happy we’ve reached this understanding’ as if it’s again conversational and could be about anything including Grace but we all know what he’s really saying, he’s so glad she feels the same about it all]

Nancy: [not us praising him like he is Rex doing this, this pup like que? Soz lil man but we need to be extra in a way it would only be appropriate for her to be talking to you like rn so here we are ‘you’re a real pal’ like you’re getting along famously, which, yeah but not like that, finally taking that hand back to palm along the front of his bottoms because gotta feel it more than we are already obviously ‘when are you going to let me?’ in a frustrated hushed voice, like he’s the one who keeps putting a stop to it all lol]

Teddy: [so glad personally you are both weird hoes because there’s no hiding how into everything she’s saying and her puppy voice he is, and even if there was, he isn’t, and is only letting her know more with the way he’s positioning her in his lap and grabbing her hard enough to leave a mark like he did either with her thigh but at her waist or wherever, a hot lol at them being besties cos it could just be a lol if Grace hears it and it’s the safest sound for rn, touching her the same way, though she has basically no clothes on so it’s even more !! ‘when you marry me’ like it’s carrying on the no sex before marriage bants purely, but how he’s saying it is too serious]

Nancy: [lmao honestly, the way we’re so dead at you liking this is just proof how well suited you are in so many ways, keeping this puppy praise going for as long as we can deal, joining in on your hot lol when we can’t do any more without getting LOUD about it in a way you aren’t hiding from anyone ‘when you’re worth the wait’ like religious flex lol lol but we’re saying you could be, maybe; moving your hand to his waistband to see if he’ll stop you]

Teddy: [giving her a literal slap on the wrist, but in such a hot way, don’t actually wanna stop you, just wanna hit you for obvious reasons lol]

Nancy: [when you can do a GASP ‘cos you might’ve just messed up your makeup or he could’ve thrown something at you to be annoying, nothing to see here ‘come on!’ as if you’re just pure frustrated at whatever happened there and aren’t more forcefully trying to touch him more now]

Teddy: [here just having a playfight so he can throw her around this bed, excuse us Grace, don’t appear rn thank you, turning it into a pillow fight again in a hot way, muffling all the sounds he’s getting her to make by alternatively pushing her face into it when it’s on the bed or putting it over her face at different points]

Nancy: [thank GOD that lipstick was already fucked because you’re going to need to stay in your room fixing your face so it doesn’t look like you’ve already hooked up with someone before Grace has even gone lol, safe to say we are dying and also fighting back because at least you don’t need to hold back here]

Teddy: [soz but they need to relieve some of this tension and this is a safer way of doing it, mind your business a minute here Grace, we can have the dog get involved and try and save her how Tyson and Bruno used to do so y’all don’t get any more carried away and also his barking will cover y’all]

Nancy: [this is the only feasible way to do it and thinking the dog has probably shook Grace into action can have us pushing you out and putting on a silky robe moment over what we’re wearing to sort our face for real/try to breathe]

Teddy: [mhmm, get away from each other and calm the fuck down lads, cos whether or not this dog has, y’all need to stop, personally though I’d be curious as hell what was occurring so I’d hurry my ass up]

Nancy: [us like Grace, please lmao]

Nancy: Enjoy your date, won’t you

Teddy: You too

Nancy: I’m sure I will

Teddy: Likewise

Nancy: She’s going to look like a million bucks

Teddy: [the amount the outfit actually cost like this much actually lol, dragged]

Nancy: Better than [whatever we’re estimating her usual wardrobe costs, so rude]

Teddy: Please tell me you’re joking

Nancy: How far do you think part-time wages are taking her

Teddy: I don’t have the slightest idea, nor do I wish to find out

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Hey, Baby

Y'all remember when ass paintings were the big thing on TikTok right?

It’ll be fine, he said. The greenscreen covers it, he said. No one will ever see, he said. If they do you’re getting tied up, she said.

George wasn’t even thinking of it when he got jumpscared by Sapnap suddenly popping into his view and attacking him and his chair tipped over, sending him crashing into his greenscreen. His headphones had thankfully not been ripped off, so he could still hear the mixture of concern and laughter as he tried to recover, getting tangled in his cords and fallen greenscreen.

“Whoa, George, nice art.”

His scramble turned more frantic as he tried to fix his green screen, giving his best ‘I’m not totally screwed because you saw that’ laugh. “Yeah, I, uh…”

He giggled at the shriek he pulled out of her as his paint covered hand made contact with her ass. “George! I knew you wouldn’t be able to control yourself!”

“Aw, come on, luv, I’m just testing my canvas.” He got her to laugh along with him as he playfully nipped at her still bare cheek, making sure to enunciate every ‘nom’. “When do we break out the blue, hmm? As much as covering you in paint sounds like a fantastic way to spend the afternoon, I wanna see my pretty girl in my color.”

He hummed as she tilted his chin up with a single finger, smiling softly down at him like a gracious goddess. “I know, baby,” she purred with a giggle as he kissed her palm. “Just be patient, we have to cover me in white first.”

“Mmm, how much would it mess with the painting if I put my face between your ass and the canvas?”

“Uh, very much so.”

“Just checking,” he giggled, setting back to work covering her ass and the backs of her legs in white paint.

“Don’t worry, we have at least an hour to let the white dry before we can put your blue handprints on it. You can help clean me up in the shower and spend the rest of it doing whatever you want.”

George purred at the notion. “Promise?”

“...took up painting.”

Dream hummed out an ‘oh really’ that spelled suspicion but it was quickly drowned out by Sapnap. “Fucking hell dude- no, put the greenscreen back down! Who was your model, Gogy, give me her number!”

“Absolutely not,” George scoffed, ears red as the memory of you telling him you wanted to give him a painting of your ass with his handprints surfaced to the front of his mind. Yes your relationship was as open as it could get but that didn’t mean he was going to jump at the chance to share godly pussy. Still, he abandonned the greenscreen on the floor and sat back down.

“Come on, man-”

“Hey, genius,” Dream scoffed. “That’s not the kind of thing a good friend lets you paint. Why didn’t you tell us you had a girlfriend, George?”

George supposed he should be thankful this slip-up didn’t happen on stream. He sighed. “She’s not my girlfriend, she… we’re just friends, I guess, but we fuck around alot and go on dates ‘n shit…”

“Damn, didn’t take you for the type to go for a friends with benefits relationship-”

“Well then why can’t I have her number?!”

“Just because she can fuck around with whoever she wants doesn’t mean I’m going to help you fuck her, Sapnap!”

“Aw, come on!”

“Come on now, George,” Dream giggled. “You gotta at least show us a picture and give us a name.”

He thought about it while Sapnap whooped and hollered like an animal and Dream gently coaxed, eventually pulling his phone out with a smug grin. “I got a picture, hang on.” He picked out the perfect one: from your most recent photoshoot, you sitting preciously on his lap in a pretty little sundress, George’s hand cupping your cheek to hold you still so he could press his lips to the other. His friends didn’t need to know about the vibrating dildo up your cunt or the amount of slick and cum your skirt hid.

Blip

Sapnap whistled. “I don’t mean to be out of line, Gogy, but your girl is way too hot for you.”

George sighed with a smile, now scrolling through the album of ‘you’ photos. “I know,”

“I mean like way out of your league- and mine, and Dream’s-”

“I know,” he chuckled. “...Why so quiet, Dream?”

The Florida man cleared his throat. “Uh, yeah, she’s really cute…”

George let a sly grin stretch his lips. “Aw, not you too, Dream,” he teased. “You’re both after my girl now?”

"Hey, I didn't say that-"

"If I recall she's not your girl," Sapnap teased right back, the two of them chuckling. George faltered as his phone pinged, smiling as your contact popped up in his notification bar.

Luv💙

Are you streaming?

"Speak of the devil," he hummed. He assumed you were asking to see if you could come over and sent back a simple 'nope ;)'. He was about to think about how much you hated his excessive use of winky faces when your phone suddenly slid under his door, blaring some girlboss rap song he didn't recognize. He cackled as you kicked his door open, twerking at him as 'he's obsessed with my ass so I serve it like a snack' played through the room. "I'm gonna have to call you both back tomorrow,"

"Wha- YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T STREAMING, ASSHOLE!"

"Scratch that, I think I'm going to die tonight," he cackled, rushing to leave the vc before either of them questioned or demanded to meet you. "I wasn't streaming, it was just a video call with my friends," he wheezed out around his giggles as you pulled open the first drawer you could reach and started throwing his own clothes at him. "Hey leave the boxers out of this, I didn't know your plan!"

"I'm so fucking embarrassed," you whined, scooping your phone off the floor and turning the music off, pulling your hands down your face.

"Come on, luv, it's not like they saw anything." He gently coaxed you into his lap, letting you hide your blush in his neck. "And even if they did they would have loved it! They were literally begging me for your number five minutes ago!" Maybe begging was a bit of a stretch but it got you to peek up at him.

"Really? You showed them my picture?"

"Come on, luv, you can't expect me to be fucking the most gorgeous person in the U.K. and not brag to my friends," he teased, feeling any nerves about you being upset calm down as you giggled giddily at the knowledge that he showed you off. He hummed as you settled against him, content to let you sit on his lap all night if you wanted.

"...You said it was a video call?"

"Mhm,"

"Then why is your green screen down?"

He tensed, chuckling nervously as you peered up at him with an evil grin. "Aha, well, you see-" He tossed you on his bed and ran for it. "You can't tie what you can't catch, later, babe!"

"Hey, get back here! Your ass is mine, George!"

#angymouse #gogysqueaks #dresqueaks #sapsqueaks #liveinwhore #mcyt smut

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dameronology · 4 years ago

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questioning {natasha romanoff x wlw reader}

summary: natasha had always been able to appreciate women. once she meets you, it becomes clear why {for @stephanieromanoff - for some reason i can’t answer your ask but i hope u enjoy this}

warnings; probably swearing?? and mentions of the usual mcu canon typical violence

this is actually my first natasha imagine on this blog which is...wild. because - and i’m sure many people relate - she was my bisexual awakening and i still would let her top me. enjoyy!

-jazz

Sexuality was fluid - Natasha knew that.

She’d just never considered her sexuality to be fluid.

It was funny, really. Natasha had witnessed many forms of beauty in her time as a SHIELD agent; beautiful men, beautiful women, beautiful people. She could appreciate a good-looking human when she saw one but it never extended beyond admiration. Most of her Red Room training had been centred around seducing men. Her friends had always set her up with men. It wasn’t so much that she’d rejected the idea of anything other than heterosexuality but she’d always just kind of...assumed.

Besides, it wasn’t like Natasha’d ever even been in a position where she’d been close enough to a woman (or anyone, for that matter) to ever consider them in a romantic way. Her job didn’t allow for it - not unless the person she was with was also in her line of work. And, with all due respect to her colleagues, she knew them far, far too well to ever consider the notion of dating one of them.

Life has a funny way of working out though, doesn’t it?

You were dropped into Natasha’s lap when she least expected it. It was a cold, rainy Monday afternoon and she was in the staff room at the Compound with Steve. They were sat in comfortable silence, scrolling through their phones. The peace was disrupted by the sound of a crash, followed by a string of curse words.

‘What the...’ Steve stood up, approaching the hallway outside.

That was the first Nat saw you: with coffee halt spilt down yourself, your bag strewn across the floor and cheeks bright red. It was quite on brand, really.

‘I am so sorry!’ You dropped to your knees, quickly scrambling to pick the papers up. ‘I was too busy trying to find my office and I went straight into the door frame.’

The first thing Natasha noted was that you were pretty. Not pretty like the girls she’d seen in windows in Amsterdam, or pretty like the slender models she’d seen in London. You were...sparky. Talkative, and bright. There was an energy about you that she was yet to see in anyone else.

You were terrifying too. Not a single person at SHIELD had witnessed someone telling a dad joke whilst throttling a man twice their size, but there was a first time for everything.

At first, Natasha was convinced that her feelings towards you were simply admiration...for a friend. Because you were friends, right? It was hard not to become close to someone when you spent every second of every day with them. She never thought much of it, though - you were also close with Steve, Sam, Wanda and Bucky. Nothing about your relationship with Nat was different from your others.

There were a few notable exceptions on her part. She could tolerate you more than anyone else - and that was just the way she worded it in her head, to convince herself that it didn’t mean anything. In actuality, she found herself seeking you out, trying to spend to time with you. She’d do paperwork in your office until the small hours of the morning, and she’d bring you coffee when you both returned to work a few hours later. Natasha had never had a best friend before and it felt good.

‘Do you ever think about relationships in our line of work?’

You looked up from your paperwork, glancing over at Nat. She was sat across from you at your desk, the dim glow of your spotlight illuminating her face. It wasn’t unusual for her to bring up deep subjects when it was late (in this, case it was 1AM). You ponded for a moment, tapping your pen against the edge of your desk.

‘Sometimes.’ You said. ‘I mean...I wasn’t an Avenger until five months ago, give or take. If I did get into one now, I imagine it would be much more complicated than when I was normal.’

‘You are normal.’ Nat reached across the desk to whack your shoulder, smiling to herself. ‘At least by Avenger standards.’

You chuckled. ‘Honestly, I barely have time to think about relationships now, let alone get into one. My ex-girlfriend asked me if I wanted to grab a coffee and the earliest date I could do was in four months.’

That was the first time Natasha realised that whatever chemistry and easiness was between you, it could have been something more than friends. The sound of the word girlfriend coming out your mouth? It...well, it made her mind go places. No-where drastic, or revealing. It just made her think; the idea of you casually referring to her as your girlfriend in conversation gave her butterflies.

And Natasha Romanoff did not get butterflies. At least not until now. Not until you.

‘How did you know that you liked girls?’ She asked. It was a casual question - one you’d been asked plenty of times.

‘I just knew.’ You shrugged. ‘It’s not the same for everyone, though. Sometimes it takes meeting the right person.’

That was the statement that got Natasha thinking. She’d never even considered the idea of liking girls, not until you’d come along.

She couldn’t help but let herself day dream - it was a guilty please, in a sense. What would life be like if you were together? What would it be like to call you her girlfriend? To live with you? Natasha was so vehemently against the idea of domesticity...but with you? Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad. She didn’t even realise how (for lack of a better word) gay her thoughts were. And when she did? It hit her like a train.

Natasha had dealt with a lot in her life - aliens, nazis, gods, genocidal robots, evil super spies. It made the situation seem so mundane; she’d become so exceptionally aware of her mortality that things like questioning her sexuality or pondering on her attraction for her best friend just seemed like a waste of time. She’d always been fearless, after all. It had kind of been forced into her nature at the Red Room, and even more so after becoming an Avenger.

It was during another late night conversation that Nat realised her feelings might have been deeper than she realised. She knew that she liked you in a way that ran far deeper than just being best friends; it was just the extent that she was unsure of, and she didn’t want to make a move until she understood it properly. It was like being on a mission really: do some recon, get a better gauge of what’s going on and make a move.

She hadn’t expected it - it had been nine words. One completely casual sentence. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just a conversation.

‘I saw a TikTok that reminded me of you.’

It was in that moment that Natasha realised, whilst staring at you across your desk with wide-eyes, that she was in love with you. It was a brand new (and not entirely surprising) discovery but it didn’t feel like a shock. The feelings had always been there - it was just the sudden comprehension of them that came as a revelation.

It didn’t have to be complicated. Missions to Russia to take out HYDRA bases were complicated. Teaching Steve and Bucky how to use an iPhone was complicated. This was....well, it was simple, wasn’t it? She loved you. And maybe, just maybe, you loved her too.

Aside from the fact you were just friends, you might as well have been a couple already. You ordered take out together every night and ate it together on the sofa. You drove to work together, and you had a thousand and one inside jokes. The foundations were there but neither of you had ever been all that good at architecture.

‘It reminded you of me?’ Natasha quickly regained her posture, offering you her signature smirk. ‘I didn’t realise you thought of me outside of work.’

‘Nat.’ You snorted. ‘We hang out after work every night.’

‘I know, I just...’ She trailed off.

‘You just what?’

‘We should get dinner tonight.’ Nat cleared her throat.

‘Wasn’t that the plan?’ You raised an eyebrow at her.

‘No, I mean...dinner.’ She sat up a little straighter (ironic). ‘Like a date.’

‘Are you asking me out?’

‘Yeah. Why?’

‘I...’ it was your turn to be a little speechless. ‘Yeah, okay. Let’s do it.’

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hwrryscherry · 4 years ago

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The one with the accidental tiktok part.1 .

characters: HARRYxMODELY/N

blurb: Harry and Model Y/N always record tons of tiktoks together but Y/N never post it. Then on a date night they record a funny tiktok and she accidentaly posts one.

word count: 1.989K

author's note: I received this request and I just wanna say how much I loved it. The concept it's everything so thank you to whoever sent me this and I hope you like it💗💗

here's how the tiktok was like: click here

You and Harry have this tradition of cooking together every Friday night. It was a moment where it was just you and him and no one else doing something you love to do. It’s a time to connect and spend quality time together as a couple and actually, most of the time those cooking nights ends up on a very spicy night, if you know what I mean.

This Friday, you both are currently in Palm Springs. You and Harry decided to rent a house in there, so he didn’t have to drive from LA every morning and this would make things easier. The house itself had a really calming Californian desert vibe, it was really colorful and had a yellow front door that you loved the most. It even made you tell Harry you wanted to dye your front door in LA yellow because it just made the whole place feels happier.

It was already 7:30 pm now and you were sitting on the living room sofa in your gray sweatpants, turtleneck blouse and your damp hair being just showered. Your day was full, you took some photos for Cosmopolitan magazine so there were people putting a lot of makeup on you and touching your hair all day long and honestly, after all these quarantine months you weren’t pretty used to it. Messy hair, no makeup and sweatpants were your daily routine now. So at that moment, an eye mask, comfortable socks, sweatpants and spending time with your favorite man in the world were all you wanted.

You continue to go through the Instagram feed when you hear the sound of keys and then the front door opens. Your eyes met the apparently tired figure of Harry entering through it, you didn't judge him. This man was waking up every day at 5 in the morning and came home around this time, but you knew it was for something good and that he was actually having a great time on set. Your dog, Charlie immediately ran up to Harry, barking a little and basically jumping at the man's feet. Harry smiled tenderly and crouched down to pet the little dog, while you closed your laptop and stood up walking towards your tired boyfriend. He stood up when you approached him trying to smile at you, but you could see in his beautiful green eyes that he was really tired. You smiled at the boy, placing your left hand on his shoulder, approaching to give a peck on his lips and then you ran your hand through his hair, making him sigh with satisfaction at the feeling he loved.

— Hi! — You spoke in a cheerful tone but not so much, it was calm, but he could feel in your voice that you were trying to cheer him up — How was it today? You look tired, my darling.

He then sighed as he put his keys and cellphone on the small table by the door.

— I am! I had so many scenes today, and to make matters worse, I had to redo the same scene about four times! — Harry said, sounding frustrated

— Oh, I'm sorry! — You said, propping up the on wall right behind you and crossing your arms trying to think of some way to make his day better. —

Why don't you take a shower, use the bath bubbles and relax? And I’ll order something for us to eat, anything you want. What do you think? Pizza, Chinese food? Anything you want.

— But today is Friday, we always cook together on Fridays! — Harry argued, frowning at your suggestion. And you actually did, it was probably one of the few things you both did by the beggining of your relationship that became a tradition to you.

— But you're tired, and it can be cool too either way! — You said, placing your hands on his shoulders starting to massage them calmly, then giving a small kiss on the back of Harry’s neck.

— No, no! It’s alright! — Harry said, shrugging you off and starting to walk straight to the bedroom while you followed him thinking what the hell did he wanted to say with that. It’s the confusion for me. He walked into the master suite bathroom starting to take off his shirt. You were surprised by the lack of tattoos, of course you knew they were covering it up for the film but it was really hard to get used to it, when you were so used to seeing his tattoos for almost three years now — I’ll take a relaxing bath and then I’ll be ready so we can cook together and bing watch a show or a movie, okay? — Harry said entering the shower. You really didn’t matter to skip one cooking night, but it was important to Harry, he loved those nights as much as you did and he didn’t want to make you lose a cooking date because of his tiredness. You just agreed with him even though you were not doing it.

So, you just went back to the living room where you took your cell phone on the couch and ordered Chinese food, since you both loved it. It didn't take long for Harry to come out of the bathroom in his sweatpants and damp hair. You sure loved Harry anyway, but when he was like that, with the damp hair of someone who just got out of the bath he literally looked like a Greek god. He sat beside her on the couch, lifting his legs and placing them over his lap. Harry propped his head on the back of the couch watching you place your cell phone on the coffee table.

— Have you decided on today's recipe? — He asked, stroking his calf.

— No, I ordered food! — You answered calmly watching the boy's facial expressions change.

— What? Because? I said we could cook! — Harry said settling himself on the sofa so he could face her better.

— You said, but we can't! — You replied approaching your face to him, putting your arms over your shoulders — But it will be cool too. We can eat, watch some movies, some tiktoks, I can even massage you since you have the worst back in the world! — Harry chuckled at hearing his words, not that you could say anything about bad backs, but he will just let it go for the moment.

Harry leaned in kissing your lips as his right hand was now in your cheek. Deep down, he knew this was exactly the best thing for today. The kiss started to get steamy. It was slow but passionate, Harry slid his hand that was previously on your cheek down your body until it reached your waist where he lifted you and placed you on his clothed lap.

You brought your right hand to the boy's neck and pulled his hair lightly causing Harry to groan as he squeezed your waist. He slid one of his hands down the sides of your body and brought it back to your cheek where he started to kiss your neck making you roll your eyes. It wasn’t anything higly sexual, it was more about the intimacy, the initmacy of being so closed to his lover.

And then the doorbell rang alerting that his order had arrived causing you to llet out a frustrated sigh as you separated the kiss looking at the smirk on your boyfriend's lips.

— Chinese food... — You said withdrawing from his lap and getting up starting to walk to the door.

— I said it would be better to have cooked! — Harry said ironically running his hands over his thighs covered in sweatpants.

You had already paid by credit card over the phone so thank god it was just getting the food. You returned to the living room in a few seconds, placing the packages on the coffee table and sitting on the carpet. Harry then slid from the couch to the carpet on the floor and sat beside you.

— Should we film a tik tok? — You said, opening the bags getting your orders out of it. You ordered Chicken Yakisoba for you and shrimp yakisoba to Harry as he’s a pescatarian — Like, while we eat! We’re never gonna post it, so whatever!

— Sure! — Harry said, handing you your phone and grabbing his order — Oh, which one should we do? Like, the couple challenge, or should we like lip sing to one? — Harry asked.

— Oh, OH! I saw a heard an audio today — You started laughing just about remembering it. Harry thought it was so adorable when you’d do it, so whenever you were trying to tell a story and started laughing because you remember it perfectly and it was so funny to you, he’d just stay there with a cheeky smile admiring your face and laugh — Alright, so it’s like a song and then the girl it’s singing like ‘’my man ain’t shit’’, ‘’my man ain’t shit’’.

— Excuse me?? Why would we do it? I’m like the coolest person! — Harry interrupted you making you look at him with a mocking look.

— ANYWAY, wait for it! — You put a few strands of your hair behind your ear while taking the spring roll with a napkin — Then the girl says like ‘’why you won’t leave him?’’ and she answers ‘’’cause bitch, dick too bomb’’. — You couldn’t help laughing at it, because it was just so funny to you. Harry laughed too, he loved that you could find the funny side in the silliest things, but could also be so mature when it was needed.

— Ok, I like how it turned out, let’s do it! — Harry said taking a bite of his food as making you chuckle. It was true though, this man’s dick? too bomb.

You then entered the tik tok app and prepared everything and positioned the phone in front of you both.

— Wait, what should I do? — Harry asked as he stand up behind you.

— Nothing, just copy the obscene gesture that I’ll do in the end and you’ll be fine. — You said with a mocking smile at him.

— Why? I wanted to lip sing too! — Harry said, looking at the camera, pouting like a child.

— Because I don’t have a dick, so it would be weird if you sang! — You argued, turning your head to face him.

— Oh, is there any audios about boobs? Because love, yours are spectacular — He said widening his eyes, making you laugh and turn again to face the camera now.

— Ok, focus Harry, focus! — You said as you press the button to film and started lip singing. When the time ended, you both sat down to watch it and it actually turned out really funny, and Harry doing the gesture was totally the best part of it.

When you were about to save it privately on the app, Harry accidentally spilled the soy sauce on the carpet. Yes, the white carpet in your rented house. You clicked on any button to save the video and ran to get a floor cloth or anything that could remove that stain. In fact, you knew I wasn't going to leave, the act of trying to clean up was a spur of the moment. Well, you couldn’t clean it and a few minutes later your cell phones started to vibrate a lot due to notifications and when you clicked to see what it was they saw that in the moment of despair, you didn’t press the button that would save the video privately, but yes to post publicly. The video was basically all over the social network and even if you delete it now, you very much doubt that the whole world hasn't seen it yet.

#harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #harry and y/n #harry styles and y/n #HARRYxMODELY/N #hwrryscherry

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grxceblqckthxrn · 4 years ago

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TDA characters as types of tiktokers

y’all KNOW i’m bored when i’m doing this shit lmao

i’ll get around to doing the other TSC characters eventually TDA was just the first to come to mind also if you’re not actively on tiktok some of what i say might not make sense ahaha

also i named some tiktokers who yall can use for reference for some of them and from what i’ve seen they’re all fairly unproblematic so you should check them out!!

EMMA CARSTAIRS

okay so she’s DEFINITELY super popular and she uses her platform for good

she’s really funny and a lot of her audios go viral posts videos of her dancing saying that she cant dance but she’s actually really good at it

6M followers and growing fast

hypes up her boyfriend’s account ALL the time

calls out misogynistic/racist tiktokers through duets and KEEPS THEIR TAG IN THE CAPTION

she is not afraid of starting drama lmao

occasionally hops on POV and transition trends but its usually satire

emma can’t act for shit lmao

super active on tiktok and has a spam account

people are always asking her to drop the skin care routine but she doesn’t have one??

*pushes Zara down* “and no one’s gonna help her?? WOW some world we live in”

JULIAN BLACKTHORN

there’s no way he doesnt have an art account lmao

a lot of his paintings go viral but 90% of his comments are 14 year old girls thirsting over him

yall know that pottery guy on tiktok?? the cute one?? (i searched up his account just for this post he’s @/daxnewman769) that’s the best way to describe him

literally all the famous tiktokers commission him

probably has like 4M followers lmao

will occasionally make about how respecting women doesn’t make you a “simp”

doesn’t get into tiktok drama tho

posts candid videos of emma and all his jealous 14 year old fans get so pressed but he shuts down anyone who says anything bad about her

sometimes does painting or drawing tutorials and he’s really good at teaching stuff lmao

CRISTINA ROSALES

omg okay so like yall know those really pretty girls on tiktok who are literal models and are always dropping tips on how to frame your face for pictures and best clothes and poses and whatever ( @/ameliezilber is the first person that came to mind as an example)

thats her

alot of her content is just for the aesthetic

BLING EFFECT

GRWM’s all the time

10 step skin care routine

GOOD VIBES

has a pretty decent following?? like at least 2 million

has a spam but it’s exactly the same as her main lol

also calls out problematic tiktokers but not by name

her entire account is full of body positivity and does a bunch of stuff on loving yourself

sometimes does POVs and all the comments are like “@ netflix hire her rn”

sometimes posts crack videos with emma and cute vids with mark and kieran

MARK BLACKTHORN

does a lot of reaction videos and duets

a lot of his videos go viral but he doesn’t have a huge following like maybe 800k

everyone still knows him

gets at least twenty “are you wearing only one contact” comment about his eyes every post

he’s really funny without even realizing it

sometimes goes inactive for weeks at a time and just forgets that tiktok exists lmao

shows off kieran and cristina ALL THE MF TIME AND EVERYONE IS SO JEALOUS LIKE HOW ARE ALL OF THEM HOT

KIERAN

doesnt have a tiktok lmao sorry

but shows up so much on mark’s and cristina’s that a lot of people know who he is

DIANA WRAYBURN

unironically does POVs but is actually good at them??

lots of videos talking about the struggles of minorities like LGBTQ+ and POC and women

posts a lot of those vidoes that are like “what to do if you ever get kidnapped” “red flags in relationships” “most powerful parts of the body” etc

probably has like 500k followers

at the end of the day she doesn’t really use tiktok that much tho ahaha

LIVVY BLACKTHORN:

does a little bit of everything??

posts dance videos sometimes

omg her transitions are SO good

everyone is in love with her and she has to remind them that she’s a minor (i’m just a kid plays aggressively in the background)

posts videos that are just vibes?? like her skating at night, dancing in traffic with dru/her friends, walking through the city at night etc

lots of lip syncing videos to whatever sounds are popular and all her comments are like “i wish i looked like this” “guess im not eating today” and she gets so upset :((

she wants everyone to know that they’re perfect the way they are!!

also posts POVs sometimes and she’s not that bad at them ahaha

probably has like 1 million followers

doesn’t even need a spam just posts everything on her main

shouts out her sibilings accounts all the time

overall just great energy

TY BLACKTHORN

never posts his face on his main but he does on his spam

yall know those accounts that post fun facts or psychology facts?? his is like that except he talks to explain them and everyone finds his voice SO calming

he posts a lot of content of animals and everyone is in AWE with how good he is with them

his username is probably theanimalwhisperer or something djkfskjd

every single time he posts Kit on his account all the comments are like “OOH ICU” and “SHIP” and “ASK HIM OUT ALREADY”

he gives 0 shits about popularity on tiktok he’s just posting for fun because he likes teaching people about his interests

so he has like maybe 500k followers

lots of philosophical questions that has everyone questioning their existence

ugh i love him

KIT HERONDALE

be honest this is what y’all were waiting for

yall know those unproblematic ppl that everyone refers to as the “king(s) of tiktok”???

yeah thats him

SO FUNNY

LIKE HIS CONTENT IS GENUINELY HILARIOUS

lots of sarcasm and satire

think @/adamkindacool ?? (one of my favourite tiktokers lmao)

does reaction videos for those “pov: im the annoying hot cheeto girl sitting next to you in math class” videos

dark humor (not like rude humor but actual dark humor)

like “i put the baby in the oven and the pizza in the bed” type of jokes back when those were a thing

has like 4M followers but almost every single one of his posts go viral so he’s gaining fast

lots of pranks

starts a bunch of trends

any video he posts of Mina goes viral

sometimes he posts some really weird stuff that has everyone laughing so hard irl (@/benoftheweek)

he NEVER thirst traps but still gets a lot of those weird sexual fairy comments on his posts (iykyk)

TO BE CLEAR I MEAN THE FAIRY EMOJI ONES NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM BEING FAE

reacts to the comments with a video of him just staring at the screen with the “oh to see without my eyes” or “im just sixteen” audio going on in the background which only encourages them to make more weird comments

anyways everyone loves him

any of his povs are pure jokes meant to make fun of pov’ers

posts maybe one serious tiktok every 5 months that talks about being respectful and using your platform for good

“i miss old tiktok”

posts a lot of random videos of Ty where, again, all the comments are shipping them except even more so on his account because everyone can see his heart eyes for Ty

collabs with Dru a lot and does a bunch of duets of her videos

everyone loves him bye

DRU BLACKTHORN

SO many memes

she deletes any hate in her comments bc she honestly doesnt care to respond to them and doesn’t need that kind of negativity in her life

but one time she got a “the f in women stands for funny” comment and she WENT OFF

does really dark povs sometimes that are really interesting

CLOWN MAKEUP + SCARY CLOWN TIKTOKS ( think @/avani ‘s clown make up posts

REALLY good at makeup and sometimes gets julian to do scary makeup on her for tiktoks and povs (like those ones with stitches over the mouth or skin peeling off)

huge ally!! posts a lot about minorities struggles and white privilege, and acknowledges hers

does movie reviews and stuff sometimes

“types of” videos

pulls a lot of pranks on her sibilings with livvy and sometimes with Kit

lots of body positivity + self love

calls out back-handed compliments

also has a lot of content like Livvy’s of just vibing in LA

julian and emma and mark go off at anyone who sexualize her in the comments

probably has like 650k followers

posts a couple of times a week

BONUS:

JAIME ROSALES

lots of skateboarding videos idk he just gives me that vibe

doesn’t post that often but is super popular

like maybe 1.5M followers

really passionate about systematic racism

HATES all those privileged white boys using the “this is america” audio to pretend they’re oppressed ( this is a may 2020 thing so it probably wont make sense to anyone who sees this after lmao)

POSTS A LOT OF THIRST TRAPS LMAO

also posts lots of videos that’s just him yelling about stuff but they’re really entertaining to watch ( like that guy sebastian @/sauceyogranny)

everyone thinks he’s super hot he always shows up in those “hottest boys on tiktok” videos except sometimes he’s just the token POC boy and it makes him mad :(

DIEGO ROSALES

HIS ACCOUNT IS SO PRACTICAL LMAO

lots of tips

“what to do if you’re trapped in the desert” “what to do if you’re kidnapped and stuck in the trunk”

doesnt reply to comments EVER unless it’s to clarify a point he made in the video or answer a question

has like 200k

okay thats it lmao im done bye this took me like an hour to make

i’ll get to all the other characters from the other series’ eventually

also if yall are wondering abt the lack of f*ckbois in this post they’re coming dw

TMI CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

TID CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

TLH CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

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"What would you do? 🤔" Ok this might sound bad but honestly it depends on how famous the guy is lol 😅for instance Kylian and I are the same age but he's SO famous that I just can't see myself having a public IG (ever) If i would be his girlfriend or his wife. I like my privacy. If fans and paparazzi caught us together and it starts to go around on social media that Kylian "has a new girlfriend" and people starts to get curious then fine that is something I have no control over. 1/2

2/3. Did you hear that Dani Alves and his wife Joana recently got mocked/hate for a video she posted on TikTok? Her tiktok handle is joanasanz1. She posted a silly video and some people just overreacted completely. I actually thought the video she posted was ridiculous but I also thought "whatever Dani and Joana are married should be able to post whatever they want". Just that kinda response/hate from people is something I don't want to see or face as a wag. So much negativity from strangers.

3/4. Do you know the IG account of this Bruna clone? 🤔 is she private? If i were her or if i were her friend I would encourage her to either go private, disable the comments or limit the comments. Like Hailey Bieber does, which I think is very smart of her. What is it this Bruna woman does for a living? is she a model or an influencer?

4/4. "And when you have kids like Anto and Georgina have I don’t think it matters a lot anymore. I think people are more acceptant then." I honestly don't know how they do it. That could never be me 🙈even If would to post photos or videos of my kids faces I would disable the comments. I don't understand how Anto and Geo don't disable the comments (or if they already do) but there's sooo many creepy people online. What would you do?

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I made one big ask of it so it was easier hhaha.

Hahha. No I don’t think that sounds bad. In all honesty I’ve thought about that too, but I feel in football we don’t really have that. That super star that girl go crazy for. Kylian and Haaland etc are of course big players, but I don’t know if they make girls swoon etc etc.

In F1 with Lando and less with Charles I think you have to hiiiiiiiiideeee becoming the gf of one of those. Especially Lando.

But you saying you can’t see yourself having a public IG when you’re with Kylian for example. So would you post about him on your private insta?

Now that I think about it writing this: when your relationship is private a lot doesn’t get attention. Like you attending a race/game. But when you’re spotted by fans/paparazzi You of course will get noticed and known by photographed in the stadium/paddock. As much as I wouldn’t post 29383 photos when it’s out it wouldn’t stop me from going to the stadium/race. Tho I wouldn’t stop for them HAHAH. I see a lot of the F1-wags always stop for 1 photographer and I’m like 😅😅😅 okkk hahhaa.

Oh no. I have no idea? What did she post? I had no idea peopel are even bothered by her 😂😂🤷🏽‍♀️

Yeah she has an open insta. Here it is:

And I think she’s getting some comments since I saw that her sister defended her. I have no idea what she does etc. But I guess from what her sister says she comes from a normal(ish) fam? Or maybe on the richer side if she truly pays her own tickets to Paris. She’s there a lot hahaha.

Yeah with kids I would be a bit more stricter. Especially like you said you have so many sick fucks on the internet. I remember how when Carol had her second child. Vino was changing his diaper on his InstaStory and you saw everything of that child. I almost send him a message to delete it since so many sick fucks might look at it download etc.

I would never post my child in swinningwear for example. But norma moments like? Play football? Get into a kart Idunno now sounds possible. Or maybe only from the back Like a lot of celebs also do. It’s difficult but definitely not too much of the child.

#anonymous

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saturatedcoffee · 3 years ago

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How Archive Sunday turned 5,000 TikTok followers into $1 million in revenue… in one year

Nothing has made me feel the big 3–0 looming on my horizon more than being a millennial on TikTok. Like more than the 100 million people who downloaded the app at the start of quarantine, it was something I used to pass the time. It was what all the kids were doing, and I was in strong denial about the fact that I was no longer one of them with my skinny jeans and side part―which TikTok has shown me are signs that I am now, certifiably, Old.

What I expected was videos of lip-syncing and dancing―like the app’s precursor, Musical.ly. But what I found was a collection of content creators making videos about my very specific and very niche interests and using that as a marketing tool for their small businesses.

I found a lot of small businesses on TikTok to satiate my quarantine-induced shopaholic tendencies. Like custom joycons for my Nintendo Switch, Japanese anime stickers for my laptop, and cute gear for my battlestation (otherwise known as my home office). What I didn’t realize was that I wasn’t alone-the pandemic had kickstarted an explosion of growth for small businesses on apps and websites like TikTok.

And one of those businesses is right here in Salt Lake City-in fact, right across the street from my very own apartment.

Just because there’s a pandemic doesn’t mean you can’t do business

When I was downloading TikTok at the start of the pandemic, Sasha Sloan was starting her business. “I was just kind of stuck at home in quarantine,” she says. “I was still in school, but I couldn’t go to campus. I couldn’t get a job. And like everybody else, I was just on TikTok all the time.”

What started as a way to make some money and kill some time in quarantine quickly became an overnight sensation.

Her business was simple: buying old Star Wars T-shirts from the thrift store, bleach dying them, and reselling them on Etsy. Coming from a family who had made their living off of recycled fashion, like her siblings’ company Uptown Cheapskate or her mother’s company Kid to Kid, it was an easy model to follow, but one she did all on her own.

With only 5,000 TikTok followers and 50 bleach-dyed Star Wars T-shirts, Sloan put up a video showcasing her product and went to bed. When she woke up the next day, her entire Etsy collection had sold out. “That was the first moment that I was like, hold on, do we have something special here? And then I did it again.”

For the first two months, that’s how it went. Waking up at 6:00 AM, buying shirts, bleaching them, photographing them, and then listing them. “I couldn’t do it fast enough,” she says.

Sloan launched her business, Archive Sunday, with bleach-dyed T-shirts on TikTok on July 7th, 2020. By August, she’d launched her second product: collage walls. One hundred days in, the business hit $100,000 in sales. By the five-month mark, Sloan’s account reached one million followers. Now the business is projected to make a million dollars in sales in 2021.

Pictured: Sasha Sloan with the Archive Sunday collage kit, Athena. Photo provided by Archive Sunday.

A new social media for a new way of marketing

What makes Sloan’s business unique is that it goes beyond traditional methods because the products she sells draw on existing fanbases, like Star Wars and Harry Potter. In fact, I discovered her months ago because she posted a video from my own favorite fandom, Sailor Moon.

“The [TikTok] algorithm sorted me very quickly into fandom. Star Wars, Harry Potter, all that kind of stuff. And I was just watching and seeing how easy it is to go viral,” says Sloan. She’s right. It is easy to go viral on TikTok, especially if you know what you’re doing.

The algorithm sorts users into social circles that share interests — or liked hashtags. When a video is uploaded, the algorithm shows it to a small subset of people. And when they like that video, it shares it with users who may have similar interests. And if they like it, it creates a positive feedback loop that, if it happens enough times, causes the video to go viral. Unlike platforms like Twitter or Facebook, you don’t have to be following the video creator to find their content.

And though it sounds lucky, Sloan says her success was about more than luck, “Everything that’s happened on TikTok is not by accident. I am very strategic, very calculating in what I post,” she explains. “That’s something that I think is the most common and frustrating misconception to me is that I am a blonde girl. I’m a pageant girl. I know how to do my makeup. And I will get the critique that everything I have only came to me because of the way I look. And I just hate it, because I don’t think people realize I’ve been working in the social media world and studying algorithms since I was about 18.”

Pictured: Sasha Sloan in her signature collection, The Burrow, inspired by Harry Potter. Photo provided by Archive Sunday.

Sloan has worked in social media since she ran the verified social accounts for her family’s businesses as a teenager. Recently, she even ran social media for John Huntsman’s campaign for governor as part of her capstone internship, managing million-dollar ad spends. And in her experience, she can confirm that marketing on TikTok is very different from Instagram, Facebook, or Pinterest.

“[TikTok] has created this liberation in social media where, number one, you can make whatever you want because you’re speaking to an audience that really gets you and has your same interests. And number two, it is a meritocracy. On Instagram, celebrities are often the most-followed and your followers decide how much [your content] gets liked. Whereas on TikTok, the algorithm does not care if you have a million followers or if you have ten. The only question is, is this a good piece of content?”

Creative advertising for a creative generation

TikTok is changing the game―and it’s changing the way we sell products. It’s not about paid advertising, because you can scroll right past the ads. You can’t target an ad to Gen Z the same way you can target a Boomer on Facebook. And according to Wallaroo Media, 60 percent of TikTok users belong to Gen Z, who’ve spent their whole lives on social media and are able to tell what’s an ad and what’s actual content. So if you want a TikTok user to watch your ad, you have to make it content they want to watch.

So Sloan has skipped the commercial. “I’ve never spent a dollar on marketing,” she says. “We just make these creative projects and people want to support them. They want to support the outfits. They want to look like our characters. And so we’re almost using fictional characters as influencers in a way.”

The creative projects and fictional characters she’s talking about tie back into her Noble House of Black series, which is a fan-created, live-action series of TikTok videos about three sisters from Harry Potter: Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa Black (played by Sloan herself). The series tells the story of these sisters in a visual form of fan fiction, wearing Archive Sunday’s clothes and using their accessories which, if fans like enough, they can follow through Sloan’s TikTok profile to the Archive Sunday store.

Pictured: Sasha Sloan as Narcissa Black in the Tiktok Harry Potter fan series The Noble House of Black. Photo provided by Archive Sunday.

What makes the series so engaging is that they’re featuring characters the very large and very vocal Harry Potter fandom is already familiar with. But while these characters exist in the Harry Potter franchise, much of their story is left untold. Which leaves it to the interpretation of fanon — a collection of concepts and ideas that are used in most fan fiction, but don’t really exist in the real story’s canon. And that’s where the Noble House of Black steps in to fill in the story.

“We are representing the aesthetic of fandom, which is not exactly the same thing as representing the original piece of art or work,” explains Sloan, who is very careful to circumnavigate her business around copyright issues. “We’re not copying and pasting the original piece of art. We’re using that art as a launching pad and an expansionary work to create something [new].”

A new kind of business for a new kind of nerd

The business of fandom, and namely fan fiction, is growing. Comic conventions like Salt Lake’s FanX grow bigger every year. The most well-recognized fan fiction website, Archive of our Own (AO3), even celebrated their 7 millionth fan fiction upload in 2020. Fan culture is a booming and underserved market, which has exploded even further with the stay-at-home orders of the 2020 pandemic. And Archive Sunday is capitalizing on it.

The untapped market of grown fans, particularly young women, is what Sloan attributes to her success. “I wanted to create a brand for that girl who is a millennial or a Gen Z or who loves their fandom stuff, is confident, put together, and is still a cool, popular, fun person that you’d want to hang out with.” For the girl that shops at Target, who wants the $200 merch from Disneyland but can only afford the sale at Hot Topic. For the fan who wants to rep their Hogwarts house while also being office-appropriate.

Pictured: The Black sisters from the Tiktok Harry Potter fan series, The Noble House of Black, with the actresses wearing signature Archive Sunday clothing pieces. Photo provided by Archive Sunday.

And Sloan is using her platform not only for marketing but as a tool for empowerment. “Generally in society, women are made fun of for their interests,” she says. “And I think that a lot of young women, in particular, need and desire the ability to look up to other women that have the same interest and are completely confident and passionate about it.��

And as a grown fan myself, I wholeheartedly agree with her. According to a census survey of 10,005 AO3 users, 80 percent of fan fiction readers and creators identified as female, with less than five percent identifying as male. But how many of these women hide behind online aliases and compartmentalize their fandoms from their real lives?

The answer to that question remains unseen, but Sloan is taking the steps to embrace her nerdiness as the girl who reads too much―and turning that into not only a business, but a positive role model for young women.

“When people message me to tell me why they follow me, it’s usually young women who [say], ‘I’m getting bullied in school and everyone thinks that I’m weird. I like all this stuff. I’m so passionate about my books and things. And I don’t really see any representation for that.”

So she’s filling the gap. Embracing her inner geek and using that to connect with other fans, she’s been able to build a business practically overnight. There’s a market here that’s ripe for the picking and desperate for content. Like Sloan, you don’t need to spend a dime on marketing. You just need to be a little creative and jump in the game while it’s still hot.

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Originally published at https://www.utahbusiness.com on April 27, 2021. Follow me on Medium!

#harry potter #tiktok #ao3 #fanfic #house of black #narcissa #bellatrix #andromeda #sirus black #black sisters #small business #utah #my writing #journalist #article

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guessimjoiningthespidermanfandom · 4 years ago

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It Takes Two to Tango

Peter Parker x bisexual!reader

Peter Parker x fem!reader

Peter Parker x black!reader

Peter Parker x villain!reader

Warnings: Language, guns, knives, violence, self destructive behavior, mentions of mania and depression, mentions of bipolar disorder, descriptions of tattoo guns, slight slut shaming maybe, a bong, allusion to corrupt government, mentions of prostitution, mentions of parental neglect, and mentions of piercings.

Word Count: 6.5k

Songs: Drew Barrymore- SZA, No Role Modelz- J.Cole, Baby Blue- Action Bronson, Little Dark Age- MGMT, Gansta- Kehlani, Shutter Island- Jessie Reyez, Good Days-SZA, King’s Dead, Kendrick Lamar, and Saint Bernard- Lincoln.

“Which was odd because usually he talks the most on these rides. After we got over the initial awkwardness of the whole fire and Vulture thing we fell back into the way of things. Well if he was going to play this game I would too because what’s that saying? It takes two to tango.”

A/N: Hold on tight a lot goes down and it’s not looking up anytime soon.

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I was running faster than I’d ever had before the heels I had been trying on? Not helping my case. Since this is apparently my brand now I backed myself up onto the edge of the building.

I had a gun trained on me.

“Come with us Y/N please,”

“No! Who the fuck is Y/N?”

“Don’t play dumb ma’am we’ve done extensive research on you and we see you’ve done the same with us,”

I rolled my eyes.

“Fuck you! I have no idea what you’re talking about and this is harassment,”

“You’re cornered there’s no way out,”

The man wasn’t going to shoot me. No one would’ve come all the way out here and have chased me for this long when they had a gun if they were really planning on killing me. They would’ve done it already. And if this was who I thought it was I was not going with them.

“Just come with us, we’re on your side, we’re not trying to hurt you,” That sounds exactly like someone who was going to hurt me would say.

“Yeah says the man who has a gun aimed at me,” I rolled my eyes.

“This is simply a safety precaution, just make this easier for everyone,”

I looked back at him before making my decision. I was getting the hell out of here now.

I bent backwards towards the street underneath me. Instead of free falling I put my hands behind me going into a backbend kickover grabbing onto the ledge.

Using my legs as a propeller I launched myself closer to the wall. I’d gotten lucky and the walls had protruding bricks that I could scale.

The man who I think was from SHIELD was hot on my tail. So I had to move fast. I scaled my way to the nearest balcony jumping into the pool in a leap of faith.

I’d made it in thankfully. Guess my story wasn’t over.

Then I had to run. I was running down the streets. Thankfully this was New York and no one would bat an eye at someone who was drenched head to toe running down the street. They’d just pass me off as another nut job and go about their day.

So much has happened I feel like this is an episode of shameless. You really were too busy to tune in last week you skank ass bitch? I almost died twice and I still managed to check in, whatever, just pay attention to the next clip.

“So that building exploded and that loud siren noise I think I told you about was going off in my ears and when I left the plane with Vulture and Spidey were fighting by a crashed plane and Vulture put too much power onto his wings and they were gonna blow up. And I got mad like fucking top of the anger iceberg mad. So when I was like on the verge of blacking out like fucking fire came out of my hands and disintegrated those wings. Like they turned to ash before my very eyes. Then I had a panic attack of course and that’s pretty much it,”

“Uh… I just called you here to tell you I found something about that SHIELD guy who came after but, I’m glad you’re okay,” Felicia told me.

“Sorry… I guess I got too excited,”

“What'd you find?” I moved over to her in her spinning chair.

“Look and see for yourself,” She moved out the way.

I sighed plopping down onto the small twin bed.

“I know what you’re doing,” I said, picking up a piece of popcorn.

“What are you talking about?” Carmen asked as if she was genuinely confused.

“You’re trying to trick me into eating and sleeping, which is totally not fair because if I want to wallow in self pity I should be able to,”

“I know what happens when it gets bad and I’m not letting you get there again,”

I sighed again. She is always claiming that she sees herself in me and she wants me to be the best version of myself.

She acts like since she’s one year older than me that she’s my mentor or something.

Plus she also thinks I have an undiagnosed and untreated bipolar disorder so who’s to say everything else she says isn’t a lie also.

We were watching a Wrinkle in Time and I knew I was going to cry when the girl’s dad came back. I always did and I didn’t want to cry today.

“Wanna go do something?”

“Sure... Where are we going?”

“Out,”

I tried on a lot of Carmens clothes and ended up wearing the most extravagant outfit I’d ever worn. I felt extremely giddy for no reason in particular. I was wearing a puffy skirt and corset. We were walking about the streets of Brooklyn with no clear destination in mind just talking.

“I just find it funny that all you have to do to be famous on Tiktok is be white and skinny like smoke a cigarette in a subway station or some shit,”

“Why don’t we get famous?”

“Now how would we get famous,” I poked.

“I’m offended that you don’t think we could,” She stopped on the side of the street.

“Gimme your phone,” She demanded in a kind way.

I plopped it into her palm.

I’d honestly forgotten where I was for a second because I’d zoned out yet again. She put the phone back in my hand and she had made a Tiktok account for the both of us.

She was only checking to see if I liked the account name because she took the phone right back afterwards.

I didn’t mind.

“I should get a tattoo right?” I asked, putting another one of the chamoy gummy worms in my mouth.

“How many do you have now?”

“I think like twelve?”

“And that’s not enough for you?”

“Noo! I like the ones I have. I just want a bigger one.”

“Then do it?”

We were actually in walking distance of a tattoo parlour I just didn’t trust them. Never cheat on your nail tech or hairstylist and it goes the same for tattoo artists.

Two subway rides later we were in Queens. I walked up to the front desk and was about to ask for my go to artist but she walked out the back room before I had the chance.

“Y/N, ‘s that you?” She asked.

“The one and only,” I twirled around in my dress.

“This dress is very different than your usual style but I can’t say I don’t love it,” She pulled at the fabric then glanced up her eyes, lighting up in recognition. She gasped “Is this Carmen?”

I nodded “My bad lemme introduce you to each other. Carmen this is Enchantress and you already know Carmen apparently,”

I’d played a Russian roulette sort of thing with my tattoo Pinterest board just clicking one with my eyes closed. Then there was the buzzing of the gun moving along my skin. Puncturing it in a way that felt extremely bittersweet.

I never understood people who said tattoos hurt. I could always barely feel them. They felt like a simple scrape over your skin. Also at this shop they still give you the wrapping for your tattoo but it’s filled with ink still so you can move it around in the bubble. I like messing with the ink sack. I think that’s why I come here so often.

I was admiring the tattoo on my lower abdomen in the mirror when I was startled.

“Wait!” Enchantress exclaimed, starling me “I just realized you got a piercing. Come here,” She beckoned.

She turned towards me

“It’s actually super straight, did you do this?”

I opened my mouth to respond when Carmen answered for me.

“No, some girl did it for her in her school bathroom,” I really gotta stop telling her everything. She’s always snitching on me.

“I want to be mad but I can’t because it actually looks super healthy,” She titled my chin up to get a better view “However if it gets infected I’m beating your ass,”

We exited the shop after I paid well, Carmen paid but I’ll pay her back. There was a pretty hefty discount too, because Enchantress loved me apparently, I loved her too. She’s an older sister figure like my role model. I mean she was when I was a few years younger. I think I’ve grown out of role models.

I felt a sharp uncomfortable sensation in my body which sort of felt like those anxiety brain zaps but located in my abdomen.

I looked behind me and there was something off about this man who was standing a few feet behind me. I accidently made eye contact with him and he bolted off.

Weird.

“Y/N are you even listening to me?”

“Huh,” I turned in Carmen’s directions “Sorry what'd you say?”

“I was saying that since you got a tattoo, I’m gonna cut and dye my hair,”

“Cool what color?”

“I don’t know yet let’s go just to CVS ‘nd decide there,”

I was sitting on the kitchen counter behind the chair Carmen was in as I applied the bleach to her hair singing along to the song playing.

Why is it so hard to accept the party is over?

You came with your new friend

And her mom jeans and her new Vans

I set the bowl of hair bleach onto the counter hopping down to get ready for my favorite part of the song.

And she's perfect and I hate it

I sang it loudly moving my hands around like I always do releasing my energy. It was almost like therapy. Who am I kidding SZA is therapy.

I used the bathroom and I couldn’t find soap. I looked under the cabinet and found the soap. I also found something else I wasn’t expecting to see. I brought it back into the kitchen with me.

“You have a hello kitty bong?”

She grabbed it from my hands examining it.

“Well actually I stole it from my sister,”

“No way, this is Dinah’s? Because she just got ten times cooler,”

“All I know was she got back in college, then she just stopped using it,”

I finished Carmen’s hair which for some reason she trusted me enough to cut curtain bangs for her honestly they didn’t look too bad. It was just very time consuming.

“Okay but are you sure, how’d you know he’s gay?” Harry questioned leaning back to look at the kid again.

“Just watch,” I raised my voice just enough for him to be able to hear me “Charlie!”

He turned around as if he were stunned that I was talking to him.

“Who me?” He asked.

“Yes you,”

“Oh,”

“So can I ask you a question?”

“Yeah sure I guess…”

“What’s your favorite Percy Jackson book?”

“The answer Lightning Thief is pretty basic but it’s my favorite or maybe the Titan’s Curse, I’m not sure,”

“Okay cool, thank you,” I turned back to face Harry “See,”

“That doesn’t prove anything but okay,”

“He knew more than one book in the Percy Jackson series that tells me all I need to know,”

“I know more than one Percy Jackson book,” He eyed me.

“Yeah and you’re gay,”

He just huffed. Got him there.

“He still wouldn’t fuck you though,” I sat tucked my legs underneath me.

“Whatever shouldn’t you be in your class? Which is it again?”

“Physics,”

“Oh…”

“Oh what? Don’t oh me,”

“You’re avoiding Peter,”

“I’m not avoiding Peter,” I totally was. Just Harry thinks I’m doing it because I like him. I didn’t tell him that but I might've let him believe it, because how do you even go about telling someone Hey I’m avoiding the person because fire came out of my body and they saw it. I’d sound insane.

As I was walking to the gym and by to, I mean away from, but that’s not the point, I could’ve sworn I saw the same man from Saturday in the window near the crowd of students.

Accompanied by the same gut feeling.

I pushed my way into the gym. To avoid him. I bumped into someone. Off instinct I got defensive but then I heard an

“Oh, sorry. Sorry!” Once they’d turned around I realized it had been Peter. Just my luck.

“You’re fine that was basically my fault anyway,”

I was going to just walk over to one of my friends but they weren’t here and Liz literally just left the school. So I had no escape.

Well there was one escape. There’s always a way out.

“Y/N!” The female gym coach called.

“Yes?” I rolled my eyes.

“Where are your gym clothes?”

“Probably in the locker room...”

“Why aren’t you wearing them?”

“I didn’t feel like it,”

“You need to change for your grade, participation is important,”

I picked up my backpack off the floor before pushing open the doors to the girls locker room. Instead of going towards my locker I headed straight for the metal doors leading into the hallway. I went to the space I always seemed to drift to when I had nowhere else to go.

The teachers bathroom.

I know that sounds weird but it’s the only one I can lock. I stole a key a while back when I went to get my phone back from one of the teachers.

I guess Carmen was a psychic or something because one of the videos she’d posted on our group account of us eating in the dresses, me getting that tattoo, and dying Carmen’s hair had blown up.

I did not see her take any of the clips but the proof was right in front of me.

The video had half a million views and I assumed that was because of all the comments helping pushing the algorithm.

Some of them were nice like

hey lol

you’re both gorgeous omg

That tattoo is cool af

I want to be you

I should pay you to do my hair lmao

I can't tell if i want to be you

The other half were like

No child should be getting a tattoo you look so young

That is the devils sign I’m praying for you.

Why please Go To God✝️✝️🙏🏻🙏🏻♥️

Im praying for you

At first I was confused as to why half of the comments were people praying. Then I realized it was because Carmen had on her pentagram necklace.

I’m definitely not complaining about the comments though because they got me that many views, likes, and follows, but the ignorance upsets me. A pentagram only represents Earth, Air, Water, and Fire it’s about balance.

I think it’s cool, kinda like the Avatar. It has nothing to do with Satan. I didn’t really want to think about Fire. I was still freaking out about Friday. It hadn’t happened again so maybe I dreamt it or something.

Somehow I spent the rest of gym and half of what should’ve been me heading to detention responding to every Christian’s comment with something dumb or witty.

I was walking towards the detention room and was startled by Peter. Again.

“Hey Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Um… this is gonna sound insane but,” he paused looking down fiddling with his hands.

My face twisted up in confusion as to why he still hadn’t spoken.

“Are you gonna to speak…”

“Oh. Oh!” He looked back up “Yeah you remember my internship right?”

“Yeah…” I guess he was going to act like I didn’t know about him being Spiderman again.

“So now Mr. Stark is interested in you and wants you to come with me upstate,”

“Why me?”

“I’m not sure, but if you’re coming someone is outside waiting for us,”

I’m sure this was just another attempt to lure me into some SHIELD mess. However Peter had no idea about Thorn or any of the other fucked up shit I’d done. So it would look suspicious if I didn’t go. Because what kid or any other person wouldn’t want to meet Tony Stark.

“Okay then, what are we waiting for?”

The ride there was completely silent. I spent the whole time texting Carmen as she complained about her boyfriend. I really hated him oh my God. Peter had gone into the building about 15 minutes ago.

“Okay, if he’s always getting on your nerves and trying to control you why are you still with him?” I asked in the snap meant for Carmen.

“You know why, I’m not going to say it because then you’d get mad at me,” She sent a video back.

“Thank you I do not want to hear about your boyfriends dick-,” I was interrupted by a knock on the window “Okay I can’t talk got to go,” I sent the video before sliding across the seat pushing the door open.

“What happened?” I asked as Peter sat back in the car.

“It was a test,” He said, providing no further elaboration.

The back window was rolled down and the guy who drove us here. Happy, I think. There is no way that was his real name. He stuck his face in the window.

“Hey, the boss wants to see you now,”

I turned back to Peter and whispered.

“The boss? Am I about to walk into some mafia meeting,”

He just laughed at that.

“We don’t have much time,” Happy urged.

As we began walking the halls of the giant building as I pocketed random trinkets that I could sell for a quick buck.

“So what’s your real name?” I asked Happy since this whole time he was leading me it was a silent ride.

He continued to ignore me.

So I asked again. I could tell from his body language that I was getting on his nerves.

I asked twice more and by the time the last sentence came out of my mouth we’d already reached our destination. He walked away not before mumbling a quick I hate kids.

“Y/N it’s nice to meet you,” Tony greeted as he reached out to shake my hand. I allowed it.

“You’re a lot shorter in person,” I pointed out after releasing his hand.

“Not the first time I’ve heard that,” He reached for a bowl putting something in his mouth. “Grape?” He offered.

“No thank you,” Not like they’d be poisoned or anything, no one had even gotten the chance to question me yet. Also there was the fact that he was eating them but this could be a Princess Bride situation. Not taking any chances.

“Okay,” He clapped, dusting his hands. “Let’s get to the point now,”

“So I’ve been informed that you had an instance with pyrokinesis,” He continued after I nodded. “I was hoping to research this to get to the bottom of this,”

“So you want to use me as a lab rat?”

“No of course not, the research would be used purely for your personal benefit,”

For my benefit my ass. They were going to turn me into a lab rat or a soldier.

“Okay I’ll think about it,” Thought about it. A hard hell no.

“If you do choose to do so since you are a minor I’ll need parental consent,”

“Of course,” I nodded.

There was a pamphlet that I wasn’t going to read. I wasn’t really going to ask for permission. Was I? If I wasn’t then why was I back at ”my” house.

I just missed my bed, it was messy but it was mine.

I started sobbing for no reason at all. Maybe it was the old sketchbooks on my bed, or my mom's broken jewelry box. It could’ve been the smell of incense that never left from the lack of ventilation. It was probably the pile of crystals on my dresser. Then again it could’ve been the nazar eye amulet from the broken bracelet on the ground or the hole in the wall where I used to keep my favorite knife. Maybe it was all of those things. Maybe it was so much more. Maybe it was something different entirely. Maybe it was the colors of the wind. Who knows.

My eyes stung as my eyeliner dripped down and into them. I blinked the tears away as I went through all my clothes and I mean ALL my clothes.

I found another bodycon dress. I slipped it on after stuffing a few other articles in my bag. I continued searching to the very back of my closet and I found an old purse. There were at least $50 in the back pocket and in the front pocket there were- Oh.

There was a small plastic bag with at least 500gs of Xanax. I must’ve left them there after Washington.

I wasn’t going to take them. I really wasn't; I just put them in the bra. You know for safe keeping. I heard the front door open and made a break for the balcony.

Although I’d regularly seen my sisters. I still hadn’t seen my dad since I’d left. They’d seen him a couple times though he was fine with the idea of them staying at our grandma’s for who knows how long. He doesn’t care as long as he’s still got that girlfriend of his. I can only imagine what he told her about us not staying with him.

I jumped down the stairs of the fire escape and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. As something hit my calf.

I looked down to see it was just Salem climbing up my leg. I lifted her up to my chest nuzzling the top of her head.

“Hiii baby!” I cooed in a baby voice.

I now more carefully made my way down the steps so as to not disrupt her. Now I was going to go straight to my grandma’s house to drop off the clothes, but I wanted to go shopping before it got too late.

I already had no money so I have no idea why I thought it was a good idea but there I was with a $300 charge on my credit card.

I probably looked insane walking around the mall with a cat in my backpack and black streaks underneath my eyes.

If you’ve never done this I highly recommend it. Every subway train comes with carts and the last cart is a door with railing and no other restrictions. You can just sneak into the very back.

The wind hitting your face is the most freeing thing in the world and you can scream as loud as you want and no one will hear you. That fact can be unsettling to some but to me it’s beautiful.

Releasing your true emotions to no one but you and yourself. I closed my eyes holding onto the railing with one hand and Salem in the other. I put her back into my backpack before sitting down.

Since the app is addicting, and you can’t tell me it’s not, I opened Tiktok and the first thing I saw is a guy pouring what I hoped wasn’t I thought it was into a bowl.

So naturally my first reaction was to make a video about it because who doesn’t overshare on the internet.

“Tell me why,” The track rumbled underneath me, making Salem whine, I picked her up letting her cuddle into my chest.

“Okay, I have a cat now but-” The track rumbled again “It’s so fucking loud but tell me why I opened this hellfire app and see some dude pouring cum into a bowl, I hate everyone,”

Within like six minutes of me posting it I had multiple likes and comments.

The only reason being is that Harry dueted.

I gotta say being the kid of a mayor and a multimillionaire gives you some form of clout. So he had a pretty heft following.

Harry’s similar to me in the way that we’re mean to our friends. So naturally we’re ”mean” to each other.

“You look stupid,” Harry claimed in his video “Also who’s fucking cat did you steal put it back and get in the trains properly and go wash your face,”

I hadn’t even realized I was on my new account at first.

Of course I made a response video.

“First of all this is my cat, her name is Salem and she’s adorable” I mean not really but she belongs to no one else, and I feed her. “Second, ignore my eyeliner. I actually think it looks kinda cute,” Lie, It just made me look crazy. “Also how'd you even find this account so fast? Stalker. I’d advise you shut up before I post your phone number then you’d have to ward off groupies. I’m sure you’d like that though.”

I’m pretty sure the majority of the people in our comments thought we were being serious. So in turn they commented things like I have no idea who you are but I’m on your side, is this gonna be another scandal, or here before the news is talking about it.

I’m not complaining. His history of scandals got me to 5k followers for the pure assumption that I was involved in some other secret.

My mind was moving at 100 miles per hour. It felt like I was on a whole bottle of adderall. I was going somewhere. At least I remember I was supposed to be somewhere. I’m pretty sure my grandma’s house was where I was going. Right?

“No weapon against you shall prosper mija,” My grandma squeezed my hand “You are stronger than you know,”

“I know. Thank you,”

I’d got here and we had a 30 minute conversation about my mental health without outright saying anything about mental health. It was just mostly her taking shots at my dad. With the exception of her telling me I was dressed like una furcia.

“Okay well,” I pushed up off the couch “I just came to bring some clothes and I need to get back anyway,”

“Get back to where, where are staying?” She asked.

“Oh you remember MJ right?” I lied.

“Oh yes, I like that lil’ girl,”

I went into the guest room to where my sisters were staying. I could hear rustling as I got closer to the room. I flicked on the lights. To see both of my sisters asleep. It was only 10:30 so that was highly unlikely.

“I know you’re not sleep it’s just me,”

They peeled open their eyes, sitting up.

“I come bearing gifts,” I announced kneeling down next to the bag.

I placed the bag on the floor carefully so I wouldn’t hurt Salem.

Sapphire squealed when she saw her.

“You got Salem? I missed her!”

“Well actually, I just brought clothes,” I dumped them on the bed “Aaliyah come here?” I asked.

She hopped down from the bed.

“All of Sapphire’s clothes are over there but I know we’re like the same size so pick what you want,” I told her.

She took at least half of what I had but I wasn’t complaining because at least she wasn’t going behind my back and taking them.

“Okay but like am I really allowed to hate my father like cause,” I tried to move only to immediately lose balance “Shit- but like can I even hate my dad if I do the same shit he does, like maybe, maybe it’s like some contractual blood magic shit and I’m just destined to be a shitty person,” I was sending videos to some group chat I didn’t know who was in it because I couldn’t really read the name I just know Harry was the only one responding.

“I get it being like your parents is scary but you’re not and I won’t let you be like that, now get some sleep please,” Harry reassured.

“NO! It’s like,” I struggled to get the sentence out “It’s like crazy because before I existed it like someone fucking planted this, like it- it’s a-,” I hit my forehead on each word as if I could physically knock them out. “It’s a seed in my brain and it’s only going to grow as I get older and I’m just gonna be an asshole, it’s fucking happening already and I-“ Carmen came into the living room I flipped the camera onto her “Say hi!” I slurred.

“Y/N you okay?” She said making her way over to me. I stopped the video and sent it.

“I’m fine how are you?”

“I thought you went to bed,” she ignored my question.

“I did. Then I couldn’t sleep,” I leaned back onto the couch. She crouched down next to me feeling my forehead.

“You have a fever,” She claimed.

“No I don’t! Why does everyone keep saying that?” I whined.

“Are you high?” She moved closer to my face.

“No I’m not fucking high,”

“You’re slurring your words,” She pointed out moving into the kitchen “What’d you take?”

“What?”

“I said what’d you take,” She going into one of the cabinets “I know you’re not drunk because you don’t smell like alcohol and you don't smell like weed, so I’ll ask you again,”

“I didn’t take anything, I'm not high!” I explained.

“It was Benadryl wasn’t it?” She came back into the living room and handed me a glass of water. “You know that stuff kills people,”

“Yeah I think I of all people would know that,” Truth is I wasn’t lying. I didn’t take anything. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, maybe sleep deprivation.

“True,” She sat down on the floor next to me “You know how I said I can tell when it’s getting bad,” I nodded. “Well like I was saying before it’s getting bad for you-”

“No it’s not,” I interrupted “I’m literally the happiest I’ve ever been today,”

“I was getting there,” She held her hands up in an attempt to placate me “That’s just the calm before the storm it’s mania,”

“I’m not manic! Stop trying to psychoanalyze me I’m perfectly fine,”

I must've woken Salem up because I could hear her footsteps as she paddled over to me and sat in my lap. It’s like she knew when I was getting angry.

“That’s the thing you’re not fine, just let me know when you’re ready to admit that,” She pushed off the ground using her hands “Try to get some sleep please and thank you,”

I think it was the weight and warmth of Salem on my chest that finally lulled me to sleep like a weighted blanket.

“Sapphire!” I yelled to catch her attention “Stop running you’re gonna hurt yourself,”

She slowed down before making her way back to Aaliyah and the other kids at this birthday party.

I sat back down on the table’s bench before getting back on my phone. I saw this post one time about how people use technology to distract themselves so they can't have the chance to have a depressive thought. Then I decided to prove that theory wrong so I put my phone up and I thought.

And boy did I have a lot to think about. The biggest thing on my mind was why. Why did Tony Stark come after me? Why did the guy with the gun come after me? Why did my mom feel the need to make an “Incase I die” video? Why did she have connections to people like Kingpin? Why did she even know Wade? Wasn’t he some science experiment gone wrong?

Then that got me thinking what if I was a science experiment gone. What if that’s why Tony Stark wanted to experiment on me. What if that was under the orders of someone from SHIELD, because how would he have known about me otherwise.

Welp, there was only one way to find out.

“Okay I’m in,” I settled. “What do I have to do?”

“Uh are you sure?” Tony asked.

“Positive,” I affirmed.

“Well first we would probably do some blood tests and an MRI. Then see where that takes us.” He looked back over at me “Can you do this tomorrow?”

“Yeah tomorrow works for me,”

“Great,” He clapped his hands together “I’ll send Happy to pick you up from school,”

“No it’s fine I can get here myself.”

“It’s a different location,” He revealed.

“Okay tell me where it is and I’ll make it there myself,”

“I can’t not even I know where it is,”

“Fine, I’ll do this, but only if I can bring a friend,” I requested “You know for safety reasons?”

“Safety reasons? Do you not trust me?”

“Not really…”

“Wow okay, you can bring this friend,”

“Who doesn’t trust Iron man?'' I heard him mutter to himself as I made my way out of the building.

I always thought the apocalypse would come in colors. The sky flashing from red to pink to purple to orange. Then there would be a loud sound almost like the Big Bang. Then nothing. I had a vivid imagination when I was younger.

I guess I was wrong though because it was already here and the sky was as blue as ever. And the air was as humid as ever in this crusty ass building.

“I told you already I’m not a soldier you’re gonna have to pay me for this,” I spoke into the comms.

“Shh,” Tony hushed “Just wait for your target.”

Life hadn’t been all that bad. Just for the past two weeks I’d been training with Peter since at the end of the week that I agreed to testing, Spiderman joined in the Avengers officially. Which, good for him I guess.

Trying to get my brain back on track now. I’d been training with Peter and now we’re going on our first mission. I was not loyal to Tony at all. Nor would I ever be. I’m not calling him Mr. Stark like Peter does either, he doesn’t deserve it. I was trying to look up my mom with the information Felicia gave me and I saw she was listed as level orange in a shield file. Whatever that means.

One thing it meant was I couldn’t back out just yet now.

This would be one deep inside job.

“Peter?” I whispered into the comms

“Hello?” He asked.

“Where are you?”

“I’m guarding the entrance like I was told too?” He asked more than stated.

“Well, come here,”

“But Mr. Stark said-“

“I don’t care what Mr. Stark said come here,” I interjected without even thinking about the fact he could’ve been listening in somehow.

“Yes?” He questioned once he was standing in front of me.

“Take my role for a second,” I pulled my gun out the holster “You know how to use a gun right?”

I thought back to the last time we’d actually fought as our alter egos. Except then he didn’t know it was me and he still doesn’t. He definitely didn’t know how to use a gun then let’s just hope he did now.

“You know what, I don’t have time just take it,” I placed the gun in his palm before speeding off.

“Wait!” He called out “Aren’t you defenseless now?”

“I’ll be fine baby boy,” I called back.

I made my way into the farthest depths of the warehouse. I’d been here once before. That was before I knew Felicia and we’d gotten into a scuffle about a diamond. Let’s just say I was young and I went home bruised that day.

Apparently I was under the impression she had it and she was under the impression I had it this whole time. So maybe. Just maybe it was still there. It was somewhere in the back last time I checked.

There it was. I grabbed it and recoiled when I heard a voice accompanied by the sharp zap in my body.

“Looking for something?” They asked. I turned around only to be faced with a large burly almost Frankenstein looking man.

“Oh yeah I was looking for you actually, you just made my job a lot easier,”

As if my words were a signal for him. They probably were. He lunged forward towards me with his left side fully open. I evaded and left a sharp kick to his side.

He wailed out in pain before slinging me backward as I tried to reach for the diamond off the floor.

I skidded across the floor before hopping back to my feet.

“I found the guy,” I spoke into the comms.

“Who are you talking to?” The target teased.

“Your mom,” I taunted.

“Hey!” He cried.

“Where are you?” I heard Peter ask I didn’t get a chance to answer because the man swung at me again.

That hit made contact with my shoulder. He continued to swing and I continued to walk backwards. I realized almost too late that I was backing myself into a corner.

I’m not sure where or who I heard this from maybe Wade but sometimes the only point your opponent has his guard down is mid punch.

I scrambled for my knife, fingers dancing around the holster on my waist as my feet continued to slide along the pavement underneath me. Just as the man swung at me again I sent my knife towards his torso. Except it didn’t make contact. And I had never missed before, especially not from this close.

I was confused until I realized it was because I heard that all familiar wet sticky sound of Spider-Man’s web shooters except this time I was glad to hear it.

Peter webbed the man's arms and mouth all while my fingers went lax in shock for only a moment but one moment too long.

The knife clattered to the ground making a noise that drew Peter’s attention. I tried to swipe it away with my foot but Peter had already grabbed it.

“This is Thorns knife,” He spoke calmly and I wasn’t sure if it was directed at me or if it was for himself.

“And how would you have Thorns knife unless you were,” I saw his eyes light up as he made the connection. “Wait, you’re Thorn, holy shit, I’m so stupid how’d I not notice before,”

“Peter seriously you can’t tell anyone,”

He looked up as if he were just noticing I was still there.

“Don’t worry I won’t be saying anything at all,”

Yeah, this was definitely the apocalypse because I don’t know if it was just me but life was ending.

Another silent ride and I realized exactly what he’d meant when he said he wouldn’t say anything. He was giving me the silent treatment.

Which was odd because usually he talks the most on these rides. After we got over the initial awkwardness of the whole fire and Vulture thing we fell back into the way of things. Well if he was going to play this game I would too because what’s that saying? It takes two to tango.

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