#Pizza Head sad is what I need right now. It makes me want to laugh at him. But also hug him and tell him it’s gonna be okay…

[whereismyhat5678]

I always take long periods of time to draw in my actual sketchbook which makes me kinda sad since I’m not using it as much as I would like. But I guess it’s alright since I get to see jump cuts in how much I’ve improved..

Here some that I did just now and that I think are pretty okay:

And I haven’t drawn Pizza Head in a while, and WHOOPTY-FRICKEN-DOO I FORGOT HOW TO DRAW HIM

I’m so upset for not being able to draw him like I used to I’M SO DISAPPOINTED. I guess that just means I gotta learn how to again. Tough times ✌️😗

Sorry for the ramble, just feeling things- anyways hope y’all have a nice night 🫶💕

[bi-writes]

I imagine that Johnny's "uncle" instincts are so strong that he would do anything for the MOB and Simon's kids, it doesn't matter that "the kids" are cats. Also i think Simon would have a talk with MOB (and Soap) along the lines "if something happens to me he is the person who would take care of you". ~ i spend to much time daydreaming about this fic

mail-order bride

johnny watches with a careful eye as simon disassembles his rifle. he's methodical about it, very careful. he has a clear desk in front of him, and every piece that comes out has a place on the surface, a special spot that it must go.

"ye called fer me, LT?" johnny asks, knocking on the door gently. simon nods, not looking up from where he's sitting. he motions to the chair in front of the desk, and johnny takes a seat, hooking his thumbs into his tact vest and spreading his legs as he sits there. "what do ye need?"

"'ave somethin' ta say," simon mutters. "'n i'm gonna say it, and y'r gonna keep quiet and not interrupt me. and when i finish, ya aren't gonna say anythin' about it. and we aren't gonna talk about it ever again. say ya understand me, sergeant."

johnny swallows, shuffling in his seat before nodding.

"aye," he says lowly. "roger tha'."

simon sniffs, picking up the barrel and using a microfiber cloth to rub it clean. he leans back in his chair, not meeting johnny's eyes.

"tha' last op got me thinkin'," simon mutters. "thinkin' a lot." he sighs, deep from his chest. "wot would happen to my girls. if somethin' were to happen to me."

johnny purses his lips, his palms getting a little clammy. but he doesn't speak, because he's been ordered not to.

"and if tha' happens," simon continues. "i don't want anyone else lookin' after them except for you, johnny."

their eyes meet finally, and johnny swallows hard. it's a long gaze, and they hold each other there for a few moments to get an understanding of one another, to speak without speaking.

johnny stands, shaking his head. it's hard for him to believe that simon could die. he's unkillable. he's ghost. he's a man too capable of staying alive, too good at crawling out of early graves, that he doesn't understand truly what it is he's seeing in his lieutenant right now.

the thing in his eyes, he's just never seen it before. it's fear.

"simon."

your greeting as he steps through the front door immediately makes his shoulders relax. you're in the living room in nothing but one of his old shirts, standing there with a big smile on your face. his eyes rake down your body, over your bare legs and socked feet. your smile is bright and contagious, and he drops his bag off as you come closer to him. as always, your hands find the hem of his skull mask and slip it up and over your head, and you giggle when he blushes as you look over his face.

"you're so handsome," you whisper, and he clicks his tongue, shaking his head. you lean up on your toes and kiss him warmly, smoothing your hands up his big arms and wrapping them around his neck. simon can't help himself; he slides his hands down your back and slips them up the hem of the shirt you wear, cupping your ass in both gloved hands and squeezing hard. you laugh into the kiss, pulling away slowly, meeting his eyes. he looks tired. he looks...sad. "simon...is everything okay?"

you swipe your thumbs under his eyes, smudging the eye-black there, and he just shrugs. he doesn't lie. it isn't okay, he isn't okay, and you kiss him again to say you're sorry, because you don't know if he would want to hear that.

"i, uhm...ordered a pizza," you say softly. "thought we could watch a really bad movie and eat gross."

simon smirks, leaning his forehead against yours.

"i'd like tha'."

as you're plating up greasy slices of pizza, simon passes a piece of paper to you. it's an index card with a phone number on it and an address. the address is far, really far, and you lick the sauce off your finger before looking up at him.

"what is this?" you ask, taking it from him.

"tha's johnny," simon murmurs. "if anythin' ever happens...if ya ever need me...'n i'm not 'ere--" you open your mouth to say something, but simon shushes you gently. "--if somethin' ever happens to me...you call johnny."

you purse your lips, meeting his eyes for just a second before looking back down at the card.

"nothing's gonna happen to you, simon--"

he cups your face in his hands, shaking his head. he's staring down at you, pleading, asking you to just do this for him, to just say yes, to not fight him on this one thing because he needs this.

you press the index card to your chest gently, nodding finally.

"yeah...okay..." you whisper. "i'll call him, simon. if something happens...i'll call him."

if something happens, if something happens, if something happens--

"simon," you whisper, grabbing his eyes again. he blinks, and you compose yourself when you see that glaze over his eyes, the slight shake of his bottom lip. you have never seen him this way. you have never seen him shake ever before. this was your husband. simon riley, made of nothing but dense rock and steel. but his thoughts are far away. his thoughts are somewhere else, seeing a scenario in his mind that you imagine may not be hard to think about, as if he's lived something like it himself.

the unknown. the despair. the aftermath.

the inevitable.

"simon."

your voice brings him back. he's back in the kitchen. he's back at home. he can hear the cats in the living room, the little bells on their collars ringing as they chase each other in little chaotic circles.

he's back with you. in his little bubble. he's praying to a god he doesn't believe in that it won't burst so easily.

"dont worry, simon. i'll...i promise i'll call."

[eiralunaire]

A quiet date (until Nika shows up)

Damian, holding Reader's hand: I was thinking we could go to…

Flatline, appearing out of nowhere: Did you guys know the museum has a human organs exhibit this week?

Reader, confused: What?

Damian, frowning: Flatline, what are you doing here?

Flatline: What? Can't I interrupt your cheesiness with interesting facts?

Damian, tense: No. Now go away.

Flatline, ignoring him: The three of us should go. It could be educational.

Damian: Flatline.

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

Romantic picnic

Reader: This is really beautiful, Damian. Thanks for planning it.

Damian, smiling softly: You deserve this and more.

Flatline, appearing from behind a bush: Do you have food??!

Reader, shocked: How did you get here?

Damian, frustrated: Flatline, this isn't for you.

Flatline: What? Not even a sandwich? It smells delicious!

Damian, growling: Go away before I lose my temper!

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

An interrupted confession.

Damian, looking at Reader intensely: I want to tell you something I've never said before.

Reader, nervous: Yes?

Flatline, entering with a pizza box: Who wants pizza?!

Damian, turning around slowly: Flatline.

Reader, trying not to laugh: Hi, Nika.

Flatline: Am I interrupting something?

Damian, tense voice: *Yes.*

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

At the end of a sentimental movie

Reader, crying softly: It was so beautiful…

Damian, offering her a tissue: I know you get emotional about these kinds of stories.

Flatline, appearing with a bag of popcorn: Wow, they do cry easily! Do you want me to find another sad movie for you to continue?

Damian, frustrated: What are you doing here?

Flatline: I got bored at my house. Plus, popcorn is free in your kitchen!

Damian, whispering: One of these days…

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

Dancing under the stars

Reader, leaning his head on Damian's shoulder: This is perfect.

Damian, with a slight smile: With you, everything is.

Flatline, shouting from afar: Hey, come look! There's a fight in the alley next door!

Damian, closing his eyes in frustration: Flatline.

Reader, laughing softly: I think he has a knack for ruining the moment.

**Flatline:** It's just *exciting*!

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

In the kitchen

Reader, making cookies: Can you pass me the flour?

Damian, handing it to him: Of course.

Flatline, appearing and poking his finger in the pie: What are you doing?

Damian, grabbing her wrist: Flatline, let that go!

Flatline, laughing: Relax, Damian. I was just testing.

Reader, amused: What do you think?

Flatline, laughing: It's better when I'm officially invited.

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

A quiet night in the Batcave

Reader, resting his head on Damian's shoulder: I like spending time with you here. It's quiet.

Damian, looking at her softly: Quiet, but better with you.

Flatline, entering with a training stick: Anyone want to train?!

Damian, growling: Flatline, *not now.*

Flatline: Why not? It's perfect for releasing tension!

Reader, laughing: I think Damian has enough tension right now.

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

Romantic goodbye.

Reader, hugging Damian: Thank you for tonight. It was wonderful.

Damian, stroking his hair: Anything to make you happy.

Flatline, coming out of nowhere: What about me? What about my happiness?

Damian, turning around angrily: Flatline, go away!

Reader, trying not to laugh: I think he missed you, Damian.

Flatline: Obviously! There's no one as fun as you two!

━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━

Planning revenge.

Damian, quietly: If Flatline interrupts one more moment, I'm going to—

Reader, touching his cheek: Easy, Damian.

Flatline, appearing behind him: Are you going to talk bad about me? Because I'm here to defend myself!

Damian, gritting his teeth: One day, Flatline. One day.

Flatline, laughing: Yeah, right. You'll need me before that happens.

[clarkeyhill]

☁️Stag Do | George Clarke

[ George is on his stag do with the boys, you're at home as your hen do isn't until next week, as the night goes on the alcohol hits George and he starts to miss you, wishing you were with him; one comment from his friend results in him leaving early to come home to you]

It's around 7pm and you're on the sofa watching your favourite film once again, cuddled up with a hot water bottle and snacks when you receive a text from George.

Geo🩵: "miss you x"

You let out a small smile as you read his text message, no matter where he is, who he's with or what he's doing, you always know there's a thought of you lingering in his mind.

You: "miss you too cutie, having fun x?" You reply

Geo🩵: "yeah but it'd be better if you were here x"

You: "you'll be home soon, enjoy your night, you've got me for the rest of your life remember x"

Geo🩵: "I'm the luckiest guy alive x" he replies

You heart react his message, leaving him to enjoy his night. Flicking through Netflix as you await his return home. As the night progresses George can't help but think about you, feeling a tinge of sadness wash over him as there's nobody in the world he'd rather be with than you right now. He nurses his pint as he stares into space, zoning out sounding out the noise from the bar. Chris notices his absence to the group and decides to say something "hey mate you okay?" He says looking at George with furrowed brows "yeah mate, just missing y/n you know? She just completes everything" he says with a small smile on his face, Chris laughs "mate this is your last night of freedom, focus on something else" he says, George's face scrunches in disbelief of Chris' words. "Why would I want to focus on something else? You're all talking to girls and I'm sat here missing MY girl because you lot wanted to fetch me to a stupid bar in London, I'm off home" he scoffs necking his drink and grabbing his jacket.

"Are you serious? We're all out here for you, leave her at home for a change it won't hurt" Chris retorts, George clocks the comment "it might not hurt her, but it's hurting me, SHE has persisted I stay out and enjoy my night, it's ME that wants to go and see her, I'd rather spend my days at home with her than snake my way around girls in sweaty London bar, talk to me when you're sober" George hisses and with that he leaves, calling an Uber to your flat.

You head to the kitchen to make yourself a hot chocolate before ending your film, the clock strikes 9pm and you feel your eyes getting a little tired. You stir your cup when you hear the front door creak open, it's George. You peek round the corner confused hot chocolate in clutch "George?" You call out, his face appears around the corner "hey baby, got one of those for me?" He says with a smile on his face shuffling over. You set your cup down on the counter and look at him confused "why are you home so early?" You say as he snakes his arms around your waist. "I missed you too much" he says planting a kiss onto your lips with a sweet smile attatched "but it's your night you should be-" he cuts you off "enjoying myself? Yeah, I did and now I'm coming home to enjoy myself with you, cuddled in bed with a film on, I don't need the nightlife anymore y/n, you're my nightlife" he says to you looking at you with doe eyes, smitten for you.

You let out a smile as you hand him your hot chocolate you'd just made "here have this, I'll make another are you hungry?" You ask him shuffling over to the kitchen counter "I could eat" he says walking over to the sofa "it's a good job I've just ordered pizza then isn't it" you say chuckling to yourself as you boil the kettle, admiring George as he picks out a film to watch. You couldn't help but feel a sense of safety develop inside of you, a feeling you've never felt in a relationship before; the way George prioritises you in every aspect, his kindness and caring manner towards you.

"I can't wait to marry you" you say sitting down next to him as you rest your head on his shoulder. "I can't wait either" he says kissing the side of your head.

-

🫶🏻

@arthurhillmastermind

[wintersoldiersoul]

Darkness

Summary: Bucky helps you when you're feeling depressed.

Warnings: Depression, suicidal thoughts, mental health issues

A/N: Please don't read if you think it will trigger you in any way! I'm in my feels tonight and wish I had Bucky to comfort me. Also Raynor sucks but for the sake of this fic just pretend she doesn't.

Another night sat alone in your room. You could hear the laughter of the other Avengers out in the living room but you had no desire to join in. It made you sad that you didn’t care. You wanted to, you really did. But thinking about leaving the sanctuary of your bed and having to plaster a smile on your face was too exhausting. You weren’t like them. You weren’t a superhero. No, you were just a girl that happened to be in the right place at the right time. You had met Tony Stark when you were 16 and he had taken you in like a daughter. Since then, you had lived in the tower but you never really felt like a part of everything. The team loved you and included you in everything but in your head, it was all fake. 

You’ll never be like them. You’ll never truly belong, you told yourself.

Everyone was used to you being a bright light around the tower. You were always smiling, making everyone laugh, and doling out advice left and right to anyone who needed it. But recently, something within you was cracking. The sadness that had haunted you during your teenage years was back and it felt ten times stronger than it ever had. Your teammates blamed it on exhaustion from the back to back missions you waited up all night for them to come home from. They asked if you were okay and they believed you when you lied the word “yes” through your lips. You said that you were fine so they thought you were. 

Except for Bucky. Bucky knew there was something else going on. Both of you were introverted, something that you bonded over. You were both plagued with nightmares of your past which lead to many sleepless nights. One night when insomnia found you, you ran into him sitting on the couch watching tv. You opened up to him about your issues sleeping and the two of you made a deal: You’d come find each other when sleep evaded you. 

In the two months since, you had knocked on each other’s doors countless times late into the night. Sometimes you would watch a movie together, go get pizza from the 99 cent place down the block, or you would just lay together silently on opposite sides of the bed, enjoying the comfort of not being alone but not needing to speak.

Bucky had his fair share of mental health issues after his years being Hydra’s pawn. He was in a much better place now, due to the combination of medication and therapy that he had been through. But he knew the signs of someone struggling. They used to be constantly present in himself. He knew you weren’t okay.

You lay in your bed, staring mindlessly at the wall. As the chatter of your teammates drifted under the cracks of your bedroom door, silent tears rolled down your cheeks. You were tired of feeling this way. You didn’t get why you couldn’t just be happy like everyone else. Why you couldn’t just be normal. 

They don’t care if you’re out there or not. They don’t care about you or what happens to you. Maybe you should just do all of them a favor and delete yourself from their lives forever. 

Your mind was spiraling into darker and darker places by the second. You didn’t know how much longer you could keep doing this. Keep being here, alive. 

You heard the knock on the door, but it sounded so far away. You didn’t wanna see anyone but your depleted body and mind wouldn’t let you get out the words to send them away. The door creaked open and you heard footsteps leading towards your bed.

Bucky’s face appeared in front of you. He noticed your tear stained cheeks and the dark circles under your eyes. You weren’t okay and he knew it. “Y/N, can you talk to me, please?” 

You didn’t respond. You couldn’t. You were so trapped in your own mind, your own thoughts. 

“Y/N…” he tenderly reached out his hand and pushed your hair out of your face. “Can you hear me?” His thumb swept over your face, wiping a fresh tear that had fallen. “Please, just say something. I’m so worried about you…” 

You had always dealt with depression. It was something that you had shared with Bucky during one of your sleepless nights. You blinked a few times and it was like the recognition hit your brain. You realized that he was in front of you, talking to you. As the realization crossed your mind, it was impossible to keep it inside any longer. You burst into tears, hot floods falling down your face. Bucky quickly pulled you into him, stroking your hair. 

“It’s okay. It’s okay, just let it out. Let it all out.” He whispered encouraging words in your ear as you broke down. 

Once you had calmed down, he got into the bed beside you, not wanting to leave you alone. “It’s bad again, isn't it?” He asked.

You nodded, still having trouble finding the words to express what you wanted to say.

The next two days, you didn’t get out of bed. Bucky wanted to give you the space you needed but he was also worried sick. He brought you food that for the most part went uneaten. He tried to get you to shower or at least change into clean clothes but you refused. You were catatonic, spending the days alternating between crying, sleeping, and staring at the wall.

The third day, Bucky was done giving you space. “Y/N, get up. We’re going out.”

“Out?” Your voice croaked as you spoke, having barely used it in days.

“Yup. Come on, at least put on some clean clothes.”

“Don’t wanna go out, Bucky.” Your voice was so monotonous, so not you. So unlike the bright, intelligent, resilient girl that he knew so well. 

“Too bad. You don’t have a choice.” He threw the covers off of you and turned on the light. “Up.” 

You groaned and slowly sat up, muscles sore and protesting the movement after being dormant for so long. 

“Here, I brought you clothes,” he handed you one of his sweatshirts and a pair of sweatpants. “Get changed. I’ll be back in five minutes.”

You changed into the clothes he brought you, taking in the scent of him on the sweatshirt. It smelled like comfort. Like home. 

A few minutes later, Bucky brought you outside to his car. You got in the passenger's seat and wordlessly stared out the window as he drove. You didn’t know where you were going and you didn’t care enough to ask. 

15 minutes of silence later, you arrived at your destination. The sign on the window read “Dr. Christina Raynor, Licensed Therapist.” “A therapist? Really? I’m not doing this.” “Yes, you are. You don’t have a choice. If you don’t get out of the car, I’ll fucking carry you inside. You can sit in silence through the whole appointment but you're going in there. I’ll wait outside or I’ll come in with you if you want, okay?”

You knew he wouldn’t budge. That’s how you found yourself sitting across from Dr. Raynor, with Bucky at your side. You told her about your past, how you had been bounced around from loveless foster home to foster home. How depression had always been there in the back of your head, like a toxic friend.

“So you don’t have a job,” Dr. Raynor repeated your own words back to you. “What’s your plan?” 

“My plan?” You asked.

“Yes. Your plan for your life. Did you ever dream of doing something specific with your life? Ever feel like you had a calling? Even if it was just a dream that you had when you were younger.”

“Um,” you blinked at her, trying to come up with any sort of answer. “I don’t have a plan. I’ve never really had one. I um,” you pointed your gaze down at the floor. “I never really thought I’d make it this far.”

“Can you elaborate on that?” She asked. You could feel Bucky’s eyes on you as you spoke. You didn’t wanna answer the question, didn’t wanna say out loud the things that had been in your head for so long. It made it real.

“I didn’t think I'd ever be this old. I never thought I’d be an adult. I thought one day I’d finally work up the courage-” you paused as your voice broke. “I thought I’d finally be brave enough to end it. I never thought about the future cause I was so sure I wouldn’t have one.”

“Y/N…” Bucky said your name, heavy sadness weighing in his voice.

Back at the tower, you headed straight for you room, just wanting to be alone. But the closing motion of the door was stopped by a vibranium arm.

“I’m not leaving you alone. Not after what you just admitted.” 

You looked at him and he really took in how broken you looked. You had lost weight and your eyes were only filled with sadness. You looked pale and all around not well.

“Bucky, please…” 

He took a step closer and wrapped his arms around you and you broke. Tears once again fell from your eyes, soaking his blue henley shirt. You were so weak, you couldn’t do this anymore. Bucky held you as you cried before picking you up and laying you on the bed. You continued to cry and he hugged you close, letting you cry for as long as you needed to.

“I don’t wanna be here anymore, Bucky,” you sobbed.

“Shhh, I know, I know. But I want you here, okay? I- I need you here. I don’t wanna live this life without you. It will get better. It will.”

“No it won’t! For my entire fucking life I’ve been trying to tell myself that. And it never fucking does! It never gets better!” 

Your words broke his heart. You were one of the most important people in his life. So important that he had even let himself start to fantasize about what it would be like if you loved him and the beautiful future you could have together. “Y/N, please. You’re not alone anymore, okay? All of those other times, you didn’t have what you have now. Tony loves you so much. You’re his daughter. He refers to you as his daughter, you know. And you have me. I’m never gonna go anywhere, okay? You can push me away, you can fight me on this as much as you want, but I am not leaving. I’m never leaving.”

You continued to cry in his arms until your body was so weak. He felt you grow more weak and tired by the second, pulling you in closer. “It’s okay. Rest, angel. I’m not leaving you. Get some sleep and I’ll be here when you wake up.” 

You eventually fell asleep in his strong arms. “I love you. I love you so much. Please don’t leave,” he whispered to your sleeping body. He knew you couldn’t hear him, but he needed to tell you anyway. He would always be there for you. He wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

[cixrosie]

Kiss you Forever

Prompt: “I can kiss you forever,” Character B murmurs. “Yeah?” Character A says, laughing a little, only to stop when Character B leans in and presses a kiss against their cheek. “Yeah,” Character B says, “Yeah, I can. You think I’m lying?” with Kirby Dach

Seeing Kirby get pushed in to Blackhawks bench made you audibly gasp and you knew from the way he fell into it and how when he got up and wasn't putting weight on his right leg it was bad. You also knew it had to be bad with the way Arber, Juraj and Cole looked up at you briefly with saddened faces it was bad.

Usually when Kirby took a bad hit or whenever anything happened and he needed medical attention you immediately followed him to the medical room ,but you were kinda in shock so you didn't move and just waited until someone came and got you or Kirby sent you a text.

The other wags were worried about you, you completely zoned out on the replay they showed. " hey y/n why don't you go and see him" one of them said " I'll just wait until he needs me" you responded with .

Finally you had enough waiting and decided to go and see Kirby, just as you started gathering your belonging you heard the announcer confirm that Kirby wouldn't be returning to the game and you moved faster. The other wags sent you sad smiles.

You arrived to the medical room the door was closed but you immediately heard Kirby moaning in pain on the other side and felt bad for him. Should you have came down sooner to see him. Did he want to see you as he is in the most excruciating pain he's been in. So many thoughts ran through your head.

As you started to zone out again the doors open and you went in to finally see Kirby and you run to him carefully not to hit his leg or put too much force on him while he's in pain.

" Kirb are you ok" you asked " yea baby im ok " he started to say he then looked at his right legs and said " I mean as ok as I can considering" as he motioned towards his leg. " so what they say about your leg ?" " I don't know yet I have to go to the Emergency Room to get X-Rays to see exactly what's wrong , all I know is it hurts like a fucking bitch" he says trying to joke but you can tell he's doing it for show and for your sake .

You see one of the trainers bring Kirby his stuff and say " the cars ready for you man im ready when you are" "ok here I come " Kirby responds . " I gotta go baby we're going to the ER now". " Oh do you want me to-" " No its ok I'll meet you at home Cole will drive me" Kirby says cutting me off. It makes me kind of upset and sad but I shrug it off and remember he's in pain so he probably just wants to be alone and figure out what's going on with his leg and the future of this season and career.

"Ok I love you " I say kissing him with just the right amount of passion that says " im worried about you and I know you're scared but im here" but not so much that it makes the staff around us uncomfortable. " I love you too so much " he responds before handing me his car keys to drive back to our apartment since he drove us to the stadium. " text me updates when you can please" " I will" he responds.

When I got home I sat my things down and sat on the couch for at least an hour and half staring at my phone . Then I got up and distracted myself with a hot shower and ordered from Kirbys favorite pizza place so he can have it when he eventually gets home and if he's hungry.

It's about 4 hours later when I get a text from Kirby saying him and Cole were on the way back home. I was in our living room watching reruns of SpongeBob to get my mind off how long it was taking for any kind of updates . Eventually I hear our garage door open and close and smile and think " finally he's home" . I greet Kirby and Cole at the garage door entrance to our apartment , Kirby is leaning all his weight onto Cole which is a funny sign considering the height difference.

"Wow Cole that's some real hockey strength you've got there" you said as you laughed. "Bullshit" Kirby screamed , you Cole laughed . " Bullshit you say as im holding you up I'll toss you on the ground right here and leave your ass there" You and Cole laughed even harder as Cole helped Kirby to the kitchen . "Are you hungry babe", "starving" Kirby replied. " well lucky for you I ordered your favorite pizza". " Cole you're welcomed to some as well" "Thanks y/n but im good "

Thirty minutes after Cole left and you and Kirby finished eating you guys made your way upstairs to your room with you helping Kirby up the stairs . You also helped him shower and get changed for bed before getting yourself ready for bed as well.

As you turn off all the lights in the bedroom the only light coming from the moon you pull the blankets back on your side and climb in next to Kirby who is looking all snuggly and cuddly .

"Hi" he says with a lovesick look on his face as he looks at you . "Hi you" you respond returning the same look . " I know you don't want to talk about anything right now but just know im here whenever you're ready" .

Kirby just leans in and kisses you with so much passion that you feel his love through the kiss. " I can kiss you forever" he says " Yeah?" you say laughing a little only stopping when Kirby leans in and presses a kiss against your cheek. " Yeah I can . You think im lying " he says.

" I don't know I think I need more evidence " you say . " HA HA HA" he responds while smirking then his face turns serious . " Thank you so much for today baby" " Kirbs I didn't really do anything " " Probably to you but seeing you hold it together kept me sane while figuring things out , and I know it couldn't have been easy seeing me like that so thank you baby I love you so much" " I love you too Kirbs" you say as you kiss him one last time , before he kisses your head as you both fall asleep from the crazy turn of events.

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[yuhzz]

movies, deals, and feelings - k.ch x fem!reader

summary: what started as a deal, (almost) ended with a kiss.

warning: fluff. angst.

word count: 4.8k words

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Chaewon sighed before taking her shoes off and heading straight to the living room. Her phone made noise alerting that someone had texted her. She grabbed it from her pocket and deleted a certain contact without even bothering to look at the message that's been sent to her.

"God, all I want is to spend my summer peacefully, why the hell can't anyone understand that?" she grumbled and plopped herself down on the couch.

For some unknown reason, she felt like something was missing--more like someone? Chaewon thought of it deeply until suddenly, a specific person came to her mind.

"Y/n, I should call Y/n" She smiles. "Oh! Chaewon-ssi!" Chaewon's smile grew bigger as she heard the enthusiastic voice of her dear temporary lover - you.

"Can you come over and stay the night here?" Chaewon pouts.

"Our deal hasn't even started and yet you're already inviting me over to your house" you chuckled. "Well, now that you mentioned it, it is a great deal after all" Chaewon shrugged.

"It'll really help me get my chance with Yujin" She mumbled. You, on the other hand, became silent. "Hello? Y/n?"

On your side, you blankly stared at the floor. Of course, right, what were you thinking? All of this is to simply help Chaewon have her chance with Yujin.

Ahn Yujin, a person you don't even know. Well, that is until 2 days ago (Friday).

You first met Chaewon at a bar, all drunk and wasted. With the alcohol taking effect, she ended up (unknowingly and unwillingly) informing you about her oh-so-sad life where she likes this girl who doesn't even like her back.

Simply put it, is an unrequited love that hurts so badly.

So! You took her to a hotel, booked 2 rooms, and talked to her the day after. At first, she was suspicious of you. Don't worry, nothing transpired though.

Well, Chaewon did actually throw things at you but that was not really a big deal.

After quite a while, she had calmed down then and you took that chance to explain everything that had happened.

Chaewon felt guilty after that, of course. One thing eventually led to another and both of you agreed to a deal.

A deal where both of you will date temporarily.

The deal was supposed to end when summer is over (about a month and a half) but Chaewon needs to go back to Japan in 3 weeks.

So you agreed to a date for 2 weeks and a half.

The remaining days of Chaewon's stay, you will spend it cutting the ties you had with each other. Though, something tells me that wouldn't be the case for both of you.

Anyways!

Today is the day before the deal starts but Chaewon just felt like she needed some company.

"Y/n?" she got worried. You snapped out of your thoughts and replied, "​​​Alright alright" Chaewon smiled widely.

"Okay, I'll wait" 

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Half an hour has passed and you still were not there. So, she wondered. "What's taking her so long?" She asked herself.

*Ding Dong*

She snapped out of her thoughts as soon as she heard the doorbell ring. Chaewon smiled and ran towards the door. She ran in so much hurry that her hair was all messed up.

"Chaewon? Did something happen?" 

She heard your voice from the other side of the door.

"Nope! Nothing happened!" she replied while trying her best to fix her hair. Suddenly, the rain started pouring.

"Omo- Chaewon-ah! It's raining, can you please let me in now???"  "Ahhh shoot" she sighed and gave up on fixing her hair to let you in.

"Hehe" She welcomed you with a giggle and oh boy did it make your heart skip a beat. Because of that, you held your heart dramatically while saying "Stop- I'm going to die because of your cuteness- Noooooo!!" 

Chaewon laughed.

"Noooooo stop it! God forbids what could happen to me! I'm too young to die you cute kid!" you continued joking.

"Stop that you idiot" She playfully hit you on your shoulder. "Alright alright- Oh! By the way, I got us pizza that's why I took too long to get here" you smiled apologetically.

"It's fine. Tell you what, why don't we eat the pizza you bought while we binge-watch Harry Potter?" Chaewon offered, trying to lighten up the mood a bit.

"Harry Potter? You mean to watch all 8 movies? Together?" you asked.

"Yeah, is there something wrong?" The latter asked, worried that you would rather do something else than watch her favorite movie series with her.

"No, not at all! I've been wanting to actually watch all 8 movies again, it's merely that I didn't have enough time back then" Chaewon sighed in relief and invited you over to the couch.

And just like that, you spent the whole night watching Harry Potter concurrently.

Fast forward to, let's say, numerous hours later (about 5 hours), Chaewon insisted that you stay.

"Why don't you stay here for the night? I mean- It's already 8pm and it's still raining outside. B-Besides! Don't couples u-usually wake up next to each other in the morning-?" Chaewon stopped ranting when she felt your teeny-tiny hands hold her shoulders to calm her down.

"Calm down, I'll stay"

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The 1st Week

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"Y/n-ah, wake up, hey" She shook you. No~" you complained. Chaewon sighed.

"Yah, wake up" She shook you again and again until you sat up with a grumble.

"But I still don't want to" you mumbled. "Oh, just get up, you're already awake anyway" you sighed and obliged.

After that, you talked about how you'll spend the day together, no wait.

Never mind, you actually started planning how you should spend the week together.

"How about we spend time today watching TV and ordering food and then, tomorrow we'll roam the city?" You suggested.

"Sure, I'd love that" 

After a little conversation, both of you finished planning about what to do for the rest of the week.

On the 1st day, which is today, you're going to stay home and rest to gather all the energy you need for the activities you're going to do tomorrow and the following days.

Tomorrow, you decided to roam the city whilst telling each other about your personalities, personal interests, etc. Basically, tomorrow is for introduction in order to know each other better.

On Wednesday, Arcade.

Thurday, Arcade.

Friday, Arcade.

Saturday...still Arcade.

And finally, Sunday, theme park.

Yes, you spent 3 hours planning what to do for the rest of the week and ended up with 2 days reserved for "Who" "what," "where," or "when" questions, and then 4 days for arcade, and then lastly, 1 day for theme park.

Your schedule for next week's still yet to be decided.

"Harry Potter?" Chaewon asked you.

"Eh? Again???" you were baffled.

"Why? It's fun to watch after all" She shrugged.

You sighed.

"Nope! Not Harry Potter again" You shook your head in disagreement. "What??? What are we going to watch then?" she asked, her mouth slowly forming into a pout.

"How about something funny? Kevin Hart's movies maybe?" you suggested.

"Kevin Hart? Who is he?" you couldn't react as you couldn't believe the words coming out of Chaewon's mouth.

"Seriously? You don't know Kevin Hart?" 

"Well, I did ask who he was" 

"Kevin Hart's by far one of the best actors out there! He legit rules comedy!" 

"Okay, so we're watching Harry Potter?" Chaewon easily shrugged the topic off, completely shocking you.

You, then, feigned a fake hurt expression.

"No way. We're going to watch Kevin Hart! Each and every single one of his movies!" 

"What the-! How many movies does he have anyway?!" The latter asked.

"About...50?" 

"Wha- How the heck are we supposed to finish all of that???" Chaewon asked you who got your phone out to search for something.

"Oh, don't worry about that, we can continue watching the rest tomorrow" 

"Huh? What about the schedule we planned???" 

"Oh! Right!" You exclaimed.

"See? There's no way we can finish it all-!" 

"Correction about the 50 movies, he actually has 63"

"Thank Go- Wait, what??? But-"

"Oh and don't worry about the schedule, we can do the rest of it next week or next, next week!" You exclaimed - leaving Chaewon on the couch to go fetch your laptop.

"63? How are we going to finish that? It's too impossible!" Chaewon whispered to herself. Even though it may sound too impossible, just seeing you feeling all giddy, excited, and worked up like this makes her happy.

A few minutes later, you came back with your laptop in your hands. After that, you started watching Kevin Hart's movies which started with his first one, Paper Soldiers. Every now and then, both of you would laugh out loud. There were also times when you just couldn't stop smiling until their jaws hurt.

Today sure was a happy day.

Tuesday came fast and just as promised, you continued your marathon.

Yesterday, you finished 5 movies. Today, you aim to do the same.

After your 3rd movie though, both of you agreed to watch something else. Of course, Chaewon requested to watch a Harry Potter movie to which you had no other choice but to agree (it's not like you could refuse her anyway).

The rest of the week passed by just like this.

Just the 2 of you spending your time together - side by side.

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The Half of 2nd Week

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"Y/n-nie" Chaewon shook you. "Wake upppppppppp! We only have 20 more of his movies to watch left" she urged you.

"But I thought you didn't like watching his movies" You mumbled sleepily.

Chaewon held your wrist and nudged you - the atmosphere suddenly getting all serious.

"Look, I really like watching Kevin Hart now, and your in-between fun facts about him but, don't you think that we might run out of time? It's the second week and yet we did nothing else but stay here and watch movies" she frowned.

"Even a day's enough for me to make your time worth a while but...if you want to, then we can do something else. Say, how about we go to the arcade today?" You wondered without having a single idea about how your words affected Chaewon.

"Oh, Chaewon-ah, why are you blushing?" You asked.

"N-Nothing. The arcade's a great idea, I'll just take a bath" And just like that, Chaewon stormed off - her cheeks as red as a tomato.

"Cute" you mumbled.

Not too long after, Chaewon finished taking a bath and was already dressed up. She wore a beige-colored oversized tee and tucked it in her ripped jeans.

"Let's go!" She exclaimed happily.

"But I'm not ready yet..." you trailed off.

"Eh?"

"Yeah, I'm not ready yet since you used the bathroom..."

"Oh"

"Don't worry though, I'll be ready in a moment" you reassured her.

"Alright"

Not too long after (again) you came out of the bathroom, you finished taking a bath and were thinking about what to wear.

"Maybe beige too? To match her shirt?" you contemplated. "Or maybe a shirt that'll contrast what she's wearing...?"

"Lemme search" you mumbled.

"Black and warm white? But I don't have any warm white colored shirts and I don't really feel like wearing black today..."

"Y/n-ah, why are you taking so long? Did something happen to you?" The worry in her voice was too evident.

"I'm fine! It's just that I...I don't really know what to wear...?" Chaewon giggled. "Just wear anything Y/n-ah, you look pretty no matter what the outfit is after all," she said.

And your heart fluttered and your heart beat faster and you blushed madly and- "O-Ok" you stuttered.

10 minutes later, you finally finished dressing up. You wore a mustard colored tee and white shorts.

"Seriously? Shorts?" Chaewon chuckled.

"Why? What's wrong with it?" You furrowed your eyebrows.

"Nothing, it's just that I'm afraid you're too pretty in it" she said which made you sigh. "You're unusually cheesy today Ms. Kim. What did you eat to end up saying things like that?" you joked but when your eyes turned to Chaewon, the latter seemed a bit serious.

"Well, today's our first date as a couple after all," Said Chaewon. You were cut short on your breath after what she had said.

Oh, just why the hell are you too sweet to her today, Chaewon? She's about to die from you!

"How about we just go? I cannot take your cheesy lines anymore" you sighed. She ended up laughing.

As planned, or as decided, you went to the park first, you know? To know each other better since last week all you did was laugh while watching movies.

"So! What's your favorite color?" you asked first. "Me? Maybe pink? I don't know...I'm not really sure" Chaewon said, completely unsure.

You continued asking each other questions. Sometimes it's all about nonsense, but there were times when those nonsense questions actually made sense. You did everything to keep the interest in the air going.

But after a while, you eventually decided to call it a day after asking each other too many questions.

You went to the arcade (as scheduled) the day after. You had fun and were happy so when the clock struck 6, you had dinner and went back home.

Wednesday came and instead of spending your time in the arcade again, you went shopping.

In the midst of it though, someone came up to the two of you. A woman who looked like she was about your age too.

She first looked at Chaewon who had her hands intertwined with you. The stranger then moved her gaze to look at Chaewon's hands.

"Y/n-ah, it's done" The woman spoke and looked up to meet your eyes as if she has known you for years.

"Thanks" You mouthed. The latter nodded. You smiled before looking at Chaewon.

"Let's continue our shopping spree," you said and looked at Chaewon who looked back at you. "Okay," She said and left the woman standing in the middle of the grocery store.

"I hope you won't have your heart broken because of this, Y/n" She mumbled as she looked at Chaewon who was looking at you - eyes smiling along with her lips.

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"So who was she?" Chaewon asked you for the hundredth time.

You just got inside Chaewon's car and were getting ready to leave after putting all the boxes filled, with what you bought, inside the car's trunk.

You sighed and said, "Do you really want to know who she is?" Chaewon nodded eagerly.

"She's my ex" Her shoulders dropped and her eyes lost their energy. "Her name's Yunjin, we broke up last year. The decision was mutual though since we both agreed that it'd be better for the both of us" You said and drove off the parking lot.

The rest of the ride was silent.

After getting back home, Chaewon went straight inside the room and you spent your time putting, all the things you bought, where it's supposed to be.

Chaewon, on the other hand, doesn't know why she feels like this. She feels like she's mad or something. Maybe jealousy?

The rest of the day passed by with both of you ignoring each other.

And truth to be told? In such a short time, you miss her already - all the while, silently hoping that she feels the same.

Thursday! A big day for the 2 of you.

Somehow in some way, both of you managed to act like nothing happened and put everything that happened yesterday behind you. You managed to (with the help of Yunjin) reserve yourselves a theme park. (This is the reason why she approached you yesterday inside the grocery store)

It'll just be the 2 of you alone inside a big place. Today, you'll have all the time in the world to enjoy each other's company.

You first started with the rollercoaster despite the fact that both of you are (obviously) scared of it. From there, you wasted no time enjoying the other rides as well.

The day eventually came to an end (sadly) and before saying goodbye, you decided to ride the Ferris Wheel where you'll share everything that you loved and hated throughout the week and a half that you spent with each other.

Both of you sat in front of each other.

"I'll start," She said. "I gotta be honest right?" She asked and you nodded.

"Oh, ok then..."

"...let's see. I'll start with the things I loved first"

Chaewon started sharing the things she loved, starting with how she really really loved pinching your cheeks whenever you were sleeping up until all those lovely times you spent today.

"And then, the things I hated"

Only one word - name rather - came to her mind.

"Y-Yunjin" Her cheeks turned red as she tried to avoid your teasing look. "Hey! Stop looking at me like that!" She pushed your shoulder lightly.

"Alright alright!" you laughed.

After the laughter had died down, you took the chance to say a short sentence - enough to explain what you liked and disliked.

"I loved you and hated nothing else about everything" 

*Badump* Chaewon's heart went. *Badump* Is what her heart only knows during that moment.

Right after you finished talking, the ride was over. Both of you got off and walked towards the exit. You stood right in front of each other.

Time check: 11:56 pm

'Just in time' you thought.

The remaining 4 minutes are the time that's left for you to say your goodbyes and maybe something else. Inside that 240 seconds, only you can decide whether you'd like to spend the rest of eternity together, or not.

Just 3 words are what you need to forever feel each other's warmth.

But of course.

"Thank you for everything Y/n-ah, goodbye" 

You had no other choice but to watch Chaewon's back fade away from your line of sight.

A bittersweet goodbye it is.

You both knew you needed each other - or maybe it was only you who did.

To others, it may seem like both of you met the wrong person at the wrong time.

But to you and Chaewon, you were the right person at the right time.

So, there it goes.

Another story that meets a sorrowful ending.

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The Other Half of 2nd Week

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This is it.

After 3 days, Chaewon's soon going back to Japan.

It's Friday today.

After she woke up, she immediately went straight to the living room to watch. Hopefully, maybe this will help her forget you.

But just as she opened the TV, a Kevin Heart movie showed up. Memories suddenly showed.

Dejavu started hitting her.

Laughter in the living room, tears of joy - you.

Chaewon ended up turning the TV off immediately. With a sigh, she went back inside her room. She was about to lie down again when she remembered your sleeping figure on it.

"Damn it" she cursed.

Gosh, she sees you in every single corner of the house. House...she used to call it home, a place where she's comfortable.

A place that used to keep her warm during the cold.

But why does it make her feel lonely now?

What have you done to her, Y/n?

Well, since this house did nothing else but remind her of you, why not go outside and take a walk? So! She did and took her jacket before going outside.

Chaewon let her feet take her anywhere.

Just anywhere but the places you both visited together. Just not somewhere she'd be reminded of you.

"3 days..." she mumbled while walking on the side of the road. "In 3 days, I'll be leaving" she sighed.

As much as she hated to admit it, she's been thinking of the life she had to return to, how she'd spend her days, how life would feel if she didn't have anyone to binge-watch movies with - a life without you.

"Well, that would suck!" she exclaimed and stretched her arms. "Gosh, where do I go?" Chaewon pondered.

She continued walking, turning right here, turning left there - it was evident that she had no clear destination.

But the moment she stopped, Chaewon found herself standing in front of the place she least expected to go to.

"Y/n's?" she mumbled as she stood still.

Why is she here? Why was she standing outside your house?

"Damn it, you're in too deep, Chaewon." She cursed and shook her head. Deciding to leave again, she gave your door one final look before taking a step away.

However, before she could even take another step, your door suddenly opened. You walked out with the plastic bag of trash in your hands, your hair tied in a messy bun, and you were wearing your pajamas still despite the time being afternoon.

Chaewon couldn't take another step. She stood still - frozen.

Though you looked least presentable in other people's eyes, for her, you were pretty.

And for just a short moment, Chaewon wanted a life filled with laughter, a life where she'd all day (every day) be watching reruns of Harry Potter and Kevin Hart movies.

For just a short moment, Chaewon wanted a life where she has you.

"You know you can't, Chaewon..." She lightly slapped herself.

"You know you can't" she sighed and walked away.

Just then, you look her way, eyes lighting up from excitement. You raised your hands to wave at her. "Ch-!" But when you were about to shout out for her name, your hands slowly dropped, your smile disappearing.

You saw the way she looked. She was frowning and her head was down.

You wanted to be there for her. You wanted to comfort her.

You wanted to run after her - hug her tight.

But something was stopping you, and you didn't know why.

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2 days went by fast.

Chaewon's getting ready to leave. She's been packing up since 10 am and has been making sure that she leaves nothing behind. It's currently 12 noon.

Her flight is in two hours.

"Socks, check. Shirts, shorts, pants, jackets, all that yada yada, check. Let's see...Have I forgotten something?" She mumbled and stood up from the floor to roam the house again.

While she's doing that, you (back in your house) were feeling uneasy. "She's leaving tomorrow, what do I do?" you sighed and moved around your bed.

"Goddamn it!" You screamed on your pillow.

With a frustrated sigh, you shot up from your bed and bit the insides of your mouth.

"Maybe I should tell her about what I feel"

Yeah, you should.

"But does it have to be now, though?"

Yes, it has to be.

"Won't she reject me?"

I doubt that.

With one last sigh, you stood up from your bed and started getting ready.

After taking a bath, you wore the fanciest clothing in your wardrobe that you could find and wore it. You sprinted down the stairs and left your house in a hurry.

You ran to the nearest bus stop and got on a bus that drives along the block where Chaewon lives. In just 10 minutes, you've arrived.

Your legs were trembling and heck it became very hard to breathe!

You walked slowly towards her doorstep, breath hitching when you realized you were only moments away from knocking and meeting her face to face again.

"Here goes nothing" you breathed and knocked.

You stepped back after that and readied yourself. You waited.

And you waited...and you waited...and you waited.

But damn it she's taking too long.

"Huh..." You trailed off.

At this point, there are only two things that could possibly be happening. It's either Chaewon's not home, or she's ignoring you.

Or maybe you're just overthinking and she's busy packing up.

"Okay, let's not jump into things, maybe she's just not home" You sighed.

You continued waiting until suddenly, the door busted open revealing Chaewon who was breathing heavily and was carrying 2 suitcases. "Woah, you ok?" you asked.

"Y/n? What're you doing here?" She asked you, immediately composing herself in front of you.

Right, why are you here?

"I..." you came here with a clear purpose.

"I like..." You came here to profess your feelings.

"I'd like to see you off" but why didn't you?

"Oh...I thought it'd be something else but, thanks" she smiled at you, feeling a bit disappointed. "I'll uhh...I'll just get my stuff out here and I'm good to go. Do you want to wait for me inside or...?" She said, trying to look everywhere but your eyes.

"No! No...I'm good out here" you said and shook your hands.

"Alright. Uhm, can you please look after my stuff while I finish things up inside?" She asked you.

"Sure, sure." You shrugged and nodded your head.

"Thanks" she mumbled and fiddled with her fingers before going back inside.

Well, that was awkward.

While waiting outside, Chaewon was panicking on the other side of the door. "Calm yourself down, Chaewon. Calm yourself down" she whispered to herself and started gathering the rest of her stuff.

She spent another 20 minutes inside the house before going back outside again.

"You good to go?" you asked her. She nodded her head.

"I just have to wait for my taxi now."

"When is it arriving?"

"About 5 minutes and a half?"

"Oh."

Silence engulfed the two of you.

"You know, Y/n...I'll remember you," she said out of nowhere.

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"My life was mostly dull. I'd focus on nothing else but work, and I still should be doing so right now if only my boss didn't suggest I take a break for a little while."

You listened to her intently.

"And you...you certainly made my vacation better. So I'll remember you, Y/n. I'll remember you whenever I feel down because you make me smile. You'll always cross my mind whenever I see a Kevin Hart movie. I'll remember you whenever I feel cold because you make me feel warm. I'll always remember you because you touched my heart." She smiled warmly.

"I'll remember my feelings for you because I don't think I could ever find someone else like you in my life"

Your cheeks started getting warmer.

"Wha..."

Did she just confess?

Words were caught up in your throat that not even a simple 'I like you too' could come out of your mouth.

Looks like you're in too deep too, huh?

"I thought Yujin was your crush...?" You mindlessly asked.

She laughed wholeheartedly. "Pabo" Chaewon smiled and just then the taxi arrived. You stood still in your spot, observing Chaewon and the taxi man put her luggage inside the trunk.

Once finished, Chaewon hurried back to you. "'Till next time, Y/n" She mumbled.

Chaewon seemed to want to do something but hesitated at first. Slowly, she leaned in and kissed your cheeks.

"Goodbye," You watched as she got inside the taxi.

"W-Wait! Chaewon!" You ran after her.

Before she closed the taxi’s door, she raised her eyebrows and looked at you. “Yes?” she murmured.

“Will...will I ever see you again?” you questioned her. A subtle smile appears on her face. “Well, it depends. Do you want me to stay?” she uttered and got off the car, facing you with hopeful eyes.

“But I don’t wish for you to postpone your work because of me,” you spoke lowly, your breath hitching when you noticed her eyes drift down to your lips and back to your eyes again.

“I’m sure my boss will allow me to extend my vacation.”

“Still,” she sighed.

“No, it’s too impossible for us to see each other again. There’s no telling when I’ll be able to spend time off work. Besides, we’re from 2 different countries” Chaewon looked away from you.

“Then, let’s have a deal.” you proposed.

She looked back at you, slightly intrigued. “What deal?”

“I’ll find a way. I will come to you. Tour me around Japan. Let’s have fun together. We’ll go shopping, we’ll go to the amusement park, we’ll eat together, wake up next to each other - let us be us forever. I will stay and I will go wherever you will go. I want to be with you.” you held her hands.

“That is if you want to do the same.” you shrugged.

She laughed. “What kind of deal is that? Is that even a deal?” she giggled.

“I also don’t know. Just had to find a way to be dramatic, get what I mean?” you smiled.

“Alright then, I accept your ‘deal’.” Chaewon circled her arms around your neck.

“Can I kiss you? I wanna kiss you” you told her.

“Woah, calm down your horses. Let’s take it slow”

“But-”

“No buts, Y/n. Now get off me ‘cause I have to leave so that I could clean my house back in Japan before you arrive”

“Can’t you stay for a little while?”

“Can’t. My flight’s in 20 minutes, gotta leave.”

“Chae-!”

“Start packing up! I better see you in 3 hours!”

She got in the cab and left - leaving you smiling in your spot.

Looks like you’ll be able to continue your Kevin Hart movie marathon with her.

This time in Japan, of course.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

https://www.tumblr.com/gadriezmannsgirl/736999672550457344/please-tell-me-im-not-the-only-one-watching-over

Don't you think this deserves a Ferran's fic of him teasing his girl?

Kitchen Disaster -F.T7

Summary: Your boyfriend has found a new hobby, teasing you non-stop

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"Que va a explotar" (It's going to explode)

"Nada va a explotar" (Nothing is going to explode)

"Tendré que buscar nueva casa" (I'll have to look for a new home)

"Ferran!" You say putting the timer to the oven "Stop saying those things and stop trying to sabotage our dinner!" He laughs and winks at you

"I'll wait for you, preciosa" He said before leaving the kitchen towards the living room. You giggled before grabbing two glasses of lemon juice and bring them over. You laying on top of Ferran as you both watched Encanto

Both of you singing to the songs in the movie and being surprised by every single little fact as if you haven't seen it ever when Ferran stopped signing "What Else Can I Do?"

"Amor" You hum looking at him "Is the time over?" You look at your watch and shake your head

"No why?"

"Smells like burning" He said

"There are fifteen minutes left but still let me go and check" And with that you two stood up to watch the food and when you opened the oven both of you let out curses

"Puta madre"

"Joder!" You quickly get the pan out

"I thought you knew how to cook!"

"Shut up, you know I do!" You complain slightly when you see that the dough you did for your dinner had overflowed from the pan and that the oven was now full of dough.

"Pero..." (But)

"There's no but, I don't know what happened. I have added the same amount as usual!" You cry out watching the dirty oven and thinking of the hard work you had to do to clean it up

"I told you we were fine with just a pizza, preciosa"

"Bueno amor, you were in the mood for a meat filling and I wanted to do it for you" He grabs your hand to pull you into him

"Well, next time, listen to me when I tell you to order food, in that waiting time I can do little things."

"Mira tu" (Look at you) You hit him with the kitchen towel while he was laughing at you.

"The good thing about this is that I'll see you in a maid's outfit while you clean everything. Maybe something else will come out of it" He wiggled his eyebrows up and down as you laughed.

"In your life you will"

"Señorita, señorita, traiga la crema por favor, es hora de mi masaje" (Miss, miss; bring the cream please, it's time for my massage)

"Idiot, shut up" He laughed while you sighed knowing that your destiny was already written, maybe not with the maid outfit as your boyfriend of 1 year and a half wanted, but you did have to clean the whole oven again.

"Am I still cooking?" You asked looking at the dough that was left in the pan.

"Definitely not, I'm placing the order"

"Fer" You call him out as he looks at you. "Do you think…?"

"I'm not going to clean that up, honey"

"Come on Fer, I need you to help me remove the grease"

"You need me but not necessarily to clean up" He smirks

"Are you horny? I'm serious!"

"Look I think you should stop this" He made gestures for the dough. "Let me order the pizza and don't try this anymore… Or at least not without supervision"

"But I do know how to cook!"

"That's what Gusteau says, right?"

"Ferran!"

"Come on, I think you've put something on the side or you've overdone it with something… Yeast, maybe?"

"Amor," you complain. "I really don't know what happened, I've done it as usual, it's just that I wanted to make a very nice gesture to you. You always please me and-" He cut you off.

"And nothing. That you please me too, very much, more than I need. I know you wanted to make me a meal that I wanted and I thank you, it's the thought that counts. I appreciate it very much. But it's not necessary, maybe today is not the day to eat a meat filling, it doesn't matter. Don't be sad there will be plenty of time to be able to make that roll up that I know will be delicious for you."

"You're not mad?" he shook his head smiling as he kissed your forehead.

"Of course not, love. Accidents happen and it's just a little dough that can be removed with soap and degreaser" He placed a hand on your chin to make you look at him and gave you a soft kiss on the lips "Next time, I'll call my mom so you can do it together."

"No es muy divertido" (That's not very funny)

"Well, it's just that anyone can't cook, some people are terrible at it, Gusteau must change that, don't you see Pedri? fua, he almost burned his kitchen. Anyway, we don't want that to happen here. I'll be right back, you want it familiar with bacon and anchovies, right?" He winked at you

"I hate you sometimes, Torres" You sighed with a smile at his teasing "And yes, double cheese too"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[monsterswithimagines]

Undisclosed Desires - Part 12

Joe Goldberg x female!Reader

Summary: Twenty minutes before he would have met Guinevere Beck, Joe meets you instead. You intruige him, but it will soon become clear that there is something off about you.

Words: 763

Masterlist

I think shit might just hit the fan soon.

Billy Corgan is a poet.

And I'll pull your crooked teeth

You'll be perfect just like me

You'll be a lover in my bed

And a gun to my head

We must never be apart

We must never be apart

I've never heard a truer song. Especially those last two lines. We must never be apart, (Y/n), I see that very clearly.

You are rearranging the books on a bookshelf you wouldn't let me help you move. You're singing along to Ava Adore softly, nearly whispering. You're wearing the same top you wore the first time I saw you, and shorts that are almost slutty. You know what you're doing to me and you wiggle your little butt and you sing: “we must never be apart.”

I take a bite of the pizza I brought. It's cold now. You've only had one slice, because you're too busy to eat, but that's okay. I'll make sure you eat later.

The next song on the CD is Perfect. You don't sing along to this one, because it's not a love song. You turn to me and put your hands on your hips and say: “I'm exhausted.”

There is a cobweb in your hair. You need a shower.

“Come sit down and eat something.”

You drop down on the bed and cross your legs. Then, you grab a slice of pizza and take a large bite. You don't care that it's cold, and you don't care that it's way too spicy. You laughed when I asked if you had any milk (even though I know you do, on the top shelf of your mini fridge. It's pure cruelty that you refused to give me any).

“Thanks for this,” you say.

“No problem. You done for the day?”

It's ten pm and if you keep making noise, your neighbors might complain. You don't think about that, though. You look around and shrug, like maybe you'll go lug some more stuff around in a minute. You've already rearranged your entire apartment, which comes down to switching what side of the room your bed is on, but it also means you had to move all your bookcases around.

“Let me rephrase that,” I say. “You're done for the day.”

You giggle.

“Yessir.”

I like that too much, so I don't react to it.

You eat three more slices of pizza before you decide you've had enough. I want to pull you to me and kiss your greasy mouth, but you get up and go to your CD player and turn the music off, then replace the CD with another one.

Most people don't listen to CDs anymore, (Y/n). But you like to own things. It's why you don't have a Kindle and you don't go to the library, and it's why you listen to CDs instead of making a Spotify playlist like everyone else would. It's also, I think, why you only let me kiss you on the cheek when I came in. You were on the phone with your mom, talking loudly in Dutch, and you knew not getting to kiss you would just make me want you more.

“When I was a kid,” you tell me, “my mom and I would have these girls’ nights. We'd play Guitar Hero for hours, sometimes until the sun came up.”

“So that's where your music taste went wrong.”

“So,” you say.

You stick out your tongue at me. I don't recognize the music you're playing now, but it's a little sad and a little daring and a lot fuck me.

When you sit down again you're way closer to me than before.

“So,” I answer.

I lean back against your headboard and pretend this is normal. Because it is, or at least it will be.

“What's this band called?” I ask.

“Los Campesinos. They're pretty neat.”

And then we're finally kissing. Except kissing is not the right word: we are necking. I am sticking my tongue down your throat. And I can tell you haven't dated before, because you're not immediately great at kissing, but you catch on pretty quickly. You are eager to learn, to please me.

If I was a less patient man, I would press you into your mattress and have my way with you right now. But of course, I can't do that. Because I respect your boundaries. Because I don't want to push you. Because you've never had a boyfriend before.

I nudge you away, just slightly, and smile.

“So,” I say.

“So,” you answer. “You wanna watch a movie, or something?”

[eris-snow]

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲

Tags: gn!reader x bakugou, fluff

It's been raining a lot lately and kinda reminds me of the MHA arc the anime's currently on.

It's cold and humid and you just want to collapse the second you get back home. Currently, you were on the bus back to your house and you couldn't wait to enjoy this Friday's cosy weather and finally ditch your uncomfortable, stuffy clothes.

The bus swerves to the next bus stop, jerking back harshly as you stare unblinkingly at your phone. There isn't anything of your interest as you scroll through the latest news, but it's better than accidentally making eye contact with strangers.

The bus doors open once again to let another wave of passengers stream through as you sigh and rest your head on the poll you're hugging, wanting nothing more than to disappear.

Maybe you could treat yourself to some pizza tonight, you think, a smile grazing your lips.

This week was a rough one after all, and you'd also just finished your exams. Maybe-

"Dumbass?" A raspy voice snaps you out of your reverie as your head snaps to the voice. Red eyes clash with yours, and immediately your heart leaps when Bakugou asks, "The fuck are you doing out so late?"

You give him a wry smile. "I could ask the same thing, Pomeranian-"

You're cut off shortly by the bus jerking forward, making you launch towards him as Bakugou catches you by the shoulders. "Oi," he growls, stabling you. "No need to fall for me all over again."

You huff at his words, a blush tinting your cheeks. "Shut up, you."

It's a little sad because with all your exams, you and Bakugou haven't seen each other in a while. It didn't help that this was his first year fresh out of UA either.

Bakugou studies your expression carefully, face going soft. "How've you been?"

Your voice catches, and you suddenly forget how to talk. "U-uh, good! Good. Y-you?"

There's a chasm of awkwardness that separates the two of now, and Bakugou seems to notice it from the way you scratch your neck and laugh nervously.

"I'm coming over today."

It takes you a few seconds to realise that you didn't hallucinate him saying that. "W-What-?"

" I said I'm coming over today, Dumbass!" He repeats, flicking your forehead. "You definitely need it."

Your face heats with a searing blush. "Aren't you tired too? You've just had a full day of hero work. You must be-"

"Exhausted?" He interjected, rolling his eyes. "Damn right. But I'm coming over today. Got a problem with that?"

No, you don't.

--

He cooks you dinner that day, your favourite meal that you savour and love. Bakugou stares at you with eyes that seem to sparkle as you thank him profusely for the meal. It's better than any pizza you could have bought today.

You cuddle up close to him as he asks about your day and exams, watching you animatedly talk about your mundane life with such gusto it gets Bakugou to listen patiently.

It's funny, because even though it is freezing cold outside with the stormy rain and frostbiting weather, you've never felt warmer in his heart.

[thewritingofspencerrose]

Who's That Girl? Masterlist

This has been sitting unfinished for a while, but I was feeling the need for some comfort today, so here's some George comfort around what happened the day Lewis announced his contract with Ferrari for '25 on. enjoy :)

Knock knock.

Knock.

Knock knock knock.

"What could you- Ada?" George's tired face meets mine of worry, my hand still raised to knock again. "What are you doing here?"

"Pops just told me," Is all I can think to say, his already dejected face falling even more.

"So he hadn't told you either?"

The scoff that leaves me is involuntary, my arms crossing. "He knows better. If Lew had told me I would have talked him out of the shit show he's walking into."

"So..."

"So?"

"Why are you here, Ada. How did you even get my address?" George asks, leaning against the door frame.

Oh. Why did I not expect this question.

"I wanted to check on you," Is the answer I go with, looking back up. I wish I didn't. He looks like he's about to cry. "Okay, that's it," I fuss, his face falling into confusion before I'm stepping forward, wrapping my arms around his stiff body and dropping the bags I had brought with me to the floor.

He stumbles back momentarily, enough for us to fully enter his apartment and the door to close, before his arms actually wrap around me once more, his head falling into the curve of my neck.

"He didn't even tell me it was going to happen," His words meeting my ears, muffled but clear. "One minute I'm having breakfast with your father, the next it's hours later and he's calling me to let me know that Lewis is leaving."

Pulling away, I hold him at an arms length, running my hands up and down his arms like I do with Jack when he's upset. "None of us could have known what Lew was planning."

God, why must he look so completely like a kicked puppy.

"If you keep looking so sad, I will have to hug you again," I threaten, and while we both know it's a joke, he appears to ponder it.

His brows raise as he looks down at me, "You won't be hearing any complaints from me."

"Georgie, if you wanted another hug you can just ask," I feel the need to assure, not entirely sure if I am reading him right.

"Could I possibly have another hug?" He's asking regardless, resulting in a well deserved eye roll as I pull him back in.

"Bloody hell, if I knew you were a hugger I would have made this offer years ago," I joke, his laugh making me smile. Pulling back once more, I maintain my hold on one of his hands. I could get used to this. But it's only in my dreams that it's a reality. "I brought you dinner and some wine to help with the pain. I suggest a night of cheesy television and comfy clothes."

His fingers are wound with mine, his other hand reaching over to join in the tangle of fingers, fidgeting. "Will you be staying?"

"Oh, I don't want to overstep, I just wanted to be sure that you were okay," I'm not sure I could survive alone time with him. We're always around Lew or Pops or anyone else.

Fingers pausing, he chuckles, moving around me to take the bag I had dropped in our hug. "I wouldn't have mentioned you staying if I didn't prefer for you to," He clarifies, glancing up with a goofy smile after seeing the contents of the bag. "And it looks like you've brought enough comfort food that I am going to be needing help eating it."

Oh this man.

"Okay, I'll stay," I agree, his face lighting up just the slightest bit. "But," I begin, poking at his chest, "You will let me warm up the pizza and pour the wine and everything else! No fighting!"

Now he doesn't look as light. "My mother raised a gentlemen-"

"And you will be respecting your mother's wishes by listening to me. Or I'm calling her and filing a complaint."

"A complaint?" His brows raise at that. "Ada Wolff, should I be concerned? You suddenly know where I live and now appear to have my mother's phone number?"

Stealing back my bag with the hand that we had still been holding each others in, I march myself to what I think is the direction of the kitchen, successfully finding it and making myself at home.

He's followed, like I assumed he would, leaning on the back of the stool across the island, looking far too attractive in a tee for just a man.

"You're the one who introduced Alison and I your first year with the team, it is not my fault that she and I have bonded," I can't help the joy that fills my heart at this, the Russell monarch quickly having become my favorite person to spend GPs with outside my family and Alex Albon's girlfriend Lily.

"I never said I had an issue with your relationship," George is quick to assure, "I actually quite like it." He assures, cheeks rosey.

"Glad at least one of us appreciates the bond that the other has with their parent."

And he's standing at full height, stealing the pizza I've placed on a pan I'd found and tucking it into the oven. "I'm not that close with your father."

"You have literally spent the night in my house after parties," I can't help but deadpan, hands finding themselves on my hips. "You can't tell me you're not close."

Based on the shade of red that his cheeks acquired, he knows I'm right. He might as well be considered one of my fathers best friends.

"In other news," He mutters, making my mouth gape open.

"That's my saying!"

He's smiling even more now. "What movie or show would you like to watch?"

"It's really up to you Georgie, I'm here for your wellbeing," He knows, but I feel the need to find him. "What do you have for platforms we can choose from?"

He waves me to follow, dropping himself on his sofa and tapping the spot beside him. "Netflix, Hulu, and we can sign up for almost anything."

"Have you seen How I Met Your Mother?" I ask, curling myself to be sitting towards his tense body. After every bad race he always carries his sadness, and often anger, in his shoulders up. Right between his eyes.

He doesn't answer, just clicks through until the sound of Ted Mosby's voice is playing through the livingroom.

"Do you have a headache?" I can't help but ask, noticing how scrunched his face is.

"No," He hums, glancing over. "I'm just stressed, a lot is going on."

Nodding, I feel the need to explain that I'm well aware, that Pops gave me the run down before I left his office. "I'm sure, you're about to be the first driver with a new teammate."

"I'm not terribly worried about a new teammate, after driving with Lewis as a teammate, I've been fighting for my life for my entire contract," George's laugh is what answers, although the action doesn't seem to help his muscles.

"It's clear something is stressing you, Georgie," I mumble. "Do you want to know what Susie used to do when I was stressed?" His eyes are gentle, soft blue meeting my own as he nods.

"Susie came into my life when I was young, I mean, I was nine when she married Pops, and already stressing about what I had to be doing to go somewhere in my life," I can feel his body shift, but my eyes are trained on my hands. "It was the first time after their marriage that Pops had been confident that Susie and I were comfortable enough around each other to leave me with her while she was away. I had woken up from a nightmare, a stress dream as my therapist put it, and I had forgotten Pops was away, so I had gone into his room to talk it through, as we'd always done. When I opened the door, I woke Susie and she was so worried why my little ten year old self was up so late. So she called me in and put a pillow in her lap, and had me put my head on the pillow," His hand has found mine, fingers gently linking with my own. "Susie just let me talk and talk and talk, and at a certain point she started drawing patterns around my eyes, little figure eights and such."

"Did it help?" It's the first time he's spoken since I started, but I can tell he's heard every word.

The smile that comes to my cheeks is nostalgic, nodding. "I was sleeping in the next five."

"Could-" He begins, hand gripping mine stronger than before, "Could you maybe do that for me?"

"The figure eights?" He's nodding, a hesitant smile being what I'm faced with.

I don't answer verbally, but I pull one of the soft pillows into my lap, patting the top of it in indication of an answer.

And God his excited little look as he quickly shifts around, wavy blond hair falling back gently.

"Close your eyes Georgie, I've got you," I whisper, tapping his chest.

Ten minutes later, he's out.

Fuck, the pizza!

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 21/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst, TW // Kidnapping , TW // Gun Violence

Chapter Twenty-One: Fight and Flight

The next day as the police and Laney's parents and brothers flooded Laney's apartment, Jason sat with Chris on the fire escape. "I've never seen Laney cry," Chris whispered, "It's not that I want to, but—. Doesn't it seem weird that he's not upset?"

Jason shrugged. "He cried, he just—. It's weird for him right now," Jason explained as best he could. Chris stood up and looked over at the alley, and Jason pulled at his sleeve.

"I think I have an idea of something we can do to cheer him up. I could use my birthday money," Chris offered. Jason shook his head and looked back to make sure Laney couldn't hear them.

"I'll pay. You don't have to do that," Jason whispered, "Just tell me what we're doing, and we'll do it." Chris whispered in Jason's ear, and Jason smiled and nodded. "Great idea. We'll take Conner's car." Jason waited for Chris to climb back in from the fire escape before following him in and taking Conner aside to ask for his car keys.

"Take Sam with you," Conner smiled as he picked Sammy up.

Sammy let out a laugh before telling Conner to put him down. "Can I go?" Sammy asked. Jason nodded.

"Try not to get on Jason's nerves," Conner teased as he hugged his brothers. They both nodded and followed Jason to the car. Chris sat in the front seat and turned around to make sure Sammy put his seatbelt on.

"Are you and Laney gonna break up?" Sammy asked. Jason turned around and looked at Sammy, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.

"Sam! You can't ask that!" Chris chastised him.

Jason turned back around. "I don't want to break up with Lane. I love him... Things will be a little difficult, but I love him so much," Jason answered. Jason turned and stared straight at the road, and he allowed silence to fall between the three of them.

Sammy stared out the window for a little while before asking, "How do you feel?"

"I'm sad that your brother isn't feeling good right now. That is why we're going to the pizza place Laney likes, and we're gonna get all Laney's favorite foods," Jason replied. Chris sent a text and looked back at Sammy.

"Dad wants garlic knots. He wants to know if we need money," Chris announced.

"Tell your dad it's okay. We don't need money. Did you tell him we were gonna surprise Lane?" Jason asked. Chris nodded.

As Jason pulled up to the restaurant, he took both boys in, and they stood in the line. "Who's older, you or Laney?" Sammy asked.

"Laney is. His birthday is in March. Mine is in August," Jason answered.

"Mom's birthday is in August too. Do you think Laney is more mature than you?" Sammy asked. Jason chuckled.

"No, I think it's equal—."

"Liar," Sammy laughed. Chris ordered the food while Sammy and Jason went back and forth, and they all sat at a table. Chris bounced his leg as Sammy and Jason spoke to each other.

Jason's phone rang, and Jason apologized before answering. "Hey—."

"Why didn't you tell me you were taking my brothers somewhere?" Laney attacked. Jason gestured for the boys to stay put while he stepped outside. "Well?"

"Lane, the boys wanted to go out for a little bit, so I offered to take them out for a little bit. We'll be back in less than twenty minutes... What's wrong?" Jason asked.

"I didn't know where they-... Jason, I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm blowing up on you. I—."

"It's forgotten. Listen, when I get back, it's you and me, okay? Whatever you wanna do," Jason reassured. Laney sighed and took a deep breath.

"Can we sleep for a little bit?" Laney asked. Jason made an affirmative noise, and Laney said his goodbyes and hung up. Jason went back inside and nearly ran into Chris and Sammy as they carried the stacks of pizza boxes and takeout bags to the car. Jason opened their doors, and Sammy got in the front.

"What did Lane say?" Chris asked.

"He's tired, and I think he was a little worried because he didn't know where you both went," Jason answered. Chris chewed his lip.

"Did he sound mad?" Sammy asked. Jason shook his head.

"He sounded like he was tired. I think he'll be happy when he sees how you guys surprised him," Jason reassured as he reached over to mess up Sammy's hair.

Once they got back to Laney's apartment, Jason carried most of the boxes up, letting Sammy and Chris walk in front of him. Laney opened the door as soon as they knocked, and he embraced them. "Laney, we got you something to eat," Chris whispered. Laney smiled.

"You guys are the best. Thank you so much," Laney beamed as they sat the food on the counter, and everyone grabbed their food.

Laney sat with Chris and Sammy, and for a moment, Laney almost seemed like his old self.

"Jason said he loves you," Sammy announced, and Jason's face went beet red.

"I'll let you in on a secret. I love Jason too," Laney chuckled, "I think you embarrassed him." Laney pointed out. Jason kissed Laney on the cheek before going to take his shower.

Once Chris and Sammy finished eating, Laney excused himself and took his shower. After he was done, he told his brothers and parents goodnight, and he went back to his room. Jason went with him, and they lay in bed while Jason listened to something on his phone. "What're you listening to?" Laney whispered.

"A poem," Jason answered. "Wanna hear?"

Laney nodded, and Jason passed him an earbud so they could both listen. They sat in silence until the poem neared its end, and Jason turned to Laney and murmured, "A lost name should be promised someone's face in sand. If this is not so cut off my arms and turn me into stone." Jason leaned in, and he and Laney kissed. Laney grabbed Jason's wrist, and Jason pulled away. "What's wrong?"

"I never want to kiss anyone else but you ever again," Laney whispered before pressing another kiss to Jason's lips. Jason parted his lips, and they exchanged another kiss. As they kissed, Jason reached over Laney, and Laney shook his head.

"Too soon?" Jason inquired.

"No, I'm scared my parents will hear us," Laney explained, "They'll be gone in a little bit, though... Jason, I'm not gonna push you away. I just don't need my parents and brothers worrying about me."

"I get that... But between you and me—."

"I'm holding it together, but I'm gonna take a few days out of school... Work on some personal projects," Laney whispered, "Jason, thanks for sticking around."

"I won't leave you unless you ask me to," Jason reassured him. Laney smiled and lay his head on Jason's shoulder. "Must be nice to see your brothers again."

"Yeah, but I know this whole thing is kind of stressful," Laney replied, "I promised Chris and Sammy I'd spend some one-on-one time with both of them this weekend. So I'm gonna take Sammy to the park, and we're gonna play frisbee or something. Then I'm gonna spend Sunday with Chris and see what he wants to do."

Jason nodded. "What are you working on?" Jason asked.

"It's a surprise. I've been working on it ever since we went to that party... So, when it's done at the end of the semester, I'll let you see it," Laney whispered. Someone knocked on the door, and Laney invited them in. Clark and Lois came in to say goodnight.

After they left, Laney held onto Jason. "Jason, if Caleb doesn't plead guilty, there are some things you should know about what happened," Laney offered to confess.

Jason pulled Laney into his lap, and he wrapped his arms and legs around Laney. "Lane, I can't judge you for any of this. I won't judge you," Jason comforted as he rolled from one side to the other. Laney let out a chuckle involuntarily.

"Stop," Laney laughed. Jason pressed kisses to Laney's neck and cheeks before letting go of Laney. "Jason, why aren't you mad at me?"

"Well, you were a teenager... And none of that was your fault," Jason explained. Jason went back to holding onto Laney, and he rocked back and forth until Laney started to doze off. Laney rolled over to the edge of the bed and put his mask on. "Lane, do you believe me?"

"Hm?" Laney asked.

"It's not your fault," Jason whispered.

"Thanks, Robin Williams," Laney joked, and Jason sighed.

"Lane, what are you thinking?" Jason asked.

Laney turned, facing the door, and closed his eyes. "Do you think he'll plead guilty?" Laney asked.

"I don't know, Lane... What I do know is, I'll be right here no matter what," Jason replied. Laney turned to Jason.

"For New Year's, we should go someplace. Just you and me," Laney whispered, tapping Jason's nose.

"I don't like to leave Gotham," Jason whispered, and Laney sighed and turned back toward the door. "Laney... Come on, don't start."

"I'm sorry I brought it up," Laney muttered. Jason reached to touch Laney's shoulder, and Laney recoiled.

"Don't be like that. Lane, I'm just being honest. I've tried the whole travel thing—."

"Was it that bad? So bad you couldn't even ask what my idea was?" Laney asked, still staring at the door.

"It was... Not that I mean your idea wasn't—. Shit, just look at me, Lane," Jason snapped. Laney sat up, and Jason followed. "You know you're not the only one who's been through a lot in the past nine years, right?"

Laney snatched his CPAP off and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Laney asked.

"It means that I'm trying to tell you that I don't want to explain my problems while you're going through shit, but I'm not going to let you get pissy with me for being honest—."

"I'm not getting pissy with you," Laney raised his voice, "I just thought you were being an asshole like—. Jason, I want to talk to you about your problems. I just don't like when you snap on me like you know what I'm thinking... I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too," Jason whispered. Laney nodded.

"Are we okay?" Laney asked. Jason nodded. "Can I have a kiss?"

Jason chuckled. "You want to kiss me?" Jason asked. Laney leaned close and touched his nose to Jason's, nipping at him playfully.

"I want to kiss you," Laney whispered, "Give me a kiss." Jason smiled and nipped at Laney's lip before pulling away playfully.

"Oh no, I'm still mad at you," Jason laughed. Laney chuckled and pretended to pout.

"Jason," Laney whined as he tried not to laugh. Jason kissed him, and Laney lay back and let Jason pin his hands over his head. "You're so hot," Laney chuckled. Jason's face grew hot, and he turned his head.

"Shut up," Jason laughed as he let go and lay next to Laney. Jason brushed his finger against Laney's knuckles. "Where would you want to go?"

"South, like a road trip. I could drive most of the way. We could go the day after Christmas and spend a week there, then drive back. Jason, who would it hurt?" Laney asked.

"No planes, no trains, no boats? Just you and me in a car?" Jason asked. "And absolutely no weird tour guide shit... Just you and me?"

"Just you and me," Laney answered as he locked his pointer finger with Jason's. "Jason... I love you. I do."

"I love you too. So much," Jason replied.

[milks-thoughts]

me: eats the younger fox sibling fic

me: holds empty bowl

me: please, feed me my parental unit, I'm so hungry...hUNGRY FOR THAT QUALITY CONTENT THAT YOUVE FED ME 🤧🤧🥺🥺😢😭

YES MY CHILD (btw you guys can call me mother if you want to, I need to adopt more kids anyway)

TW: NONE! THIS IS FLUFFY

ISTG OF YALL MAKE THIS ICKY I WILL CRUCIFY YOU

Summary: Leo gives reader a bath, reader also decides they really like bubbles (this is a sibling post to Little One)

🫧 Вaтн Тιмe 🫧

✭ bath time with you is strangely easy, despite this, Leo is the only one who washes you

✭ Raphs too scared of hurting you…for some reason you don’t remember :D, Donnie hates the feeling of your wet fur, and Mikey let’s you take baths for too long

✭ if you take too long of a bath your pads will flake and tear and honestly that’s super painful, plus you start shivering like crazy and end up getting sick

✭ Leo knows how to get you in and out while you can still enjoy yourself

✭ he doesn’t mind being soaked with water when you splash him in retaliation for getting your knots brushed out, as long as they are out Y’know?

✭ Leo even has designated days where you do “ spa treatments “ (it’s just lotion and cucumbers for you but shh)

✭ the only time he is grossed out by bathing you is when you’re already wet, like you played in the rain or in sewer water cause now you stink

✭ Raph is begrudgingly forced to wash you, bath time is short with Raph. He also hates when you splash

✭ so you’ve come to learn that giant gash scar on your forehead is when you were two and Raph was bathing you and he accidentally slipped while kneeling and his spikes cut open your head

✭ It was that time of the week again, every Saturday you had Bath Time. Leo would entertain you and wash you. Leo did seem a bit preoccupied though, constantly leaving to go check on something. It really bummed you out, this was you and Leo’s special time together! with no other brothers! With a sad hum you splashed in the water and noticed the bubbles had gone down…usually Leo refills the tub a bit, well he wasn’t here now! you are a big kid (you are 6) you can handle this! Grabbing the bottle you opened it and splashed some soap in, swishing your arm around you smiled when bubbled started foaming up. More couldn’t hurt right? You ended using the entire bottle and filling the bathroom in bubble heaven. Leo walked back in to brush your fur “ -I’m back! I finally found the…brush… “ he stared at you, covered head to toe in bubbles, and the entire bathroom covered in bubbled “ oh pizza supreme in the sky “ he whispered to himself “ what did I tell you about making bubbles? “ scolding was usually Raphs thing, he was the cool older brother he didn’t scold you- just lightly remind you. Plus you were 6 prime real-estate for cool brother place. You hummed and looked down “ not to do it? “ Leo’s unimpressed stare looked you down “ and what did you do? “ you whimpered and your ears fell into the bubbles “ I made bubbles… “ fidgeting with your tail Leo smiled “ okay now how about we use these bubbles and have a fun time? “ you perked up and grabbed some of the foam and threw it at him, it hit him right in the middle of the plastron. He smiled “ okay batata don’t get to crazy now- THINK FAST! “ you squealed as bubbles hit you in the face, throwing back some this cycle repeated four or five times. if the bubbled weren’t on the floor they were in you two. The majority popped but it was still a mess “ Hey Nardo I’m here to remind you- oh my pizza supreme in the sky! “ you and Leo looked and each other and laughed, that was the most fun you’ve ever had in a bath. Even if Raph scolded you for like 45 minutes afterwards (really only 5 for you and 40 for Leo about being responsible)

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CHARACTER DYNAMIC ASK GAME YES!!! You have so many amazing duos….

Machwell and Bartenn (I’m predictable) 5, 3 and 16!!

Magic and Ruse - 1, 6 and 8!

Ruse and Esperanza - 13, 15 and 7!

Runo and Peony - 2, 4, 9!

aaand Spiro and Tai - 2 and 11!

BWBWBWB i want to talk about dynamics so much and you selected like. all of my favorites

thank you for being one of the biggest machwell and bartenn fans ever . i will write a lot about them, just 4 you

MACHWELL AND BARTENN

5. A has to get B a gift. right now. what would they get? how long would they spend thinking about it? Machwell's POV oh god i can't even express how bad Machwell is at gifts. when the pressure is on, he truly forgets most anything that person ever liked- and his ability he feels like to fulfill this task is shot down to 0. can you imagine Francine being good with gifts? yeah. Machwell would work himself in a stupidly long tizzy, so stressed out to pick something that's not only perfect, but something that Bartenn will receive well, and he overthinks and replays fake scenarios of every possible reaction Bartenn could have-

-without actually getting him anything. and the longer this goes on, the worse he feels, the harder it is to think of anything-

gifts from Machwell will come in due time. they're heartfelt by the nature they came from him, and usually in the form of perishables. that's great! that's exactly what Bartenn wants!!!! it's hard to give gifts in Nhales anyway- and he's always so overjoyed when Machwell brings over some drinks or gummies or bbq bacon pizza, and there's always room for him to enjoy it too!! cmon sit down!!

3. what's something A thinks in their head about B that they would NEVER tell them out loud? alternately, what's something they want to say to them but haven't/can't, and why not? Bartenn's POV Bartenn definitely struggles with articulating how much Machwell really means to him; yeah they're close, but they're also middle-aged men who aren't doing Therapy-Speak at each other. its impossible for either of them to say "hey, you know you're my friend, right, and i care about you immensely and i'm sad when you're not around and you keep me on this planet"??? i dont even think he can think thoughts like that. how could he possibly say that....

16. free space: what's your favorite thing about their dynamic, as a fan or as a writer? smiles :) i just like them......I like how a character (Machwell) who originally started as literally "well he's Goat's absent father, who he would have never had any chance to meet, so he pretty much exists to make him warm-colors" and then Bartenn was a character I, like....got in a custody battle with my ex-girlfriend?? not really sure how it happened, honestly. but she gave him to me! and i was, like....not in a good headspace, so Bartenn got set aside for almost a year

and then they looked at each other....and Bartenn tried to give Machwell weed-paranoia. and ruffled his hair and told him to get his head outta his ass and chill the fuck out and come drink expired apple juice with him.

i did not mean for their relationship to be that serious. i did not mean for either character to be that serious!!!! the way these two have wormed my way into my heart is so fascinating... they literally are getting straight-man married. they keep track of each other's mental health and make sure the other one is eating and showering and sleeping. they get knocked outta their zourds and lay completely still for hours together. machwell starts to feel safe enough to go places with bartenn, and then safe enough to go places by himself. and bartenn has a companion again, someone would could never replace his late wife Lindsey, but Machwell doesn't need to- he makes Bartenn laugh, and gives Bartenn the reason to make jokes again.

i think they're a very good testament of how scarily sentient characters get to me! i really care about both of their journeys and how they found each other and are just,,,friends. just good, genuine friends, and i could roll around forever and think about how these two fucked up little men became friends and helped each other get out of their spirals just by being a buddy :]

MAGIC AND RUSE

YAY!!!! I LOVE GIRLS!!!!!

1. what were A's first impressions of B? were they mostly correct or have they changed? Magic's POV This is such a fun question to answer after just drawing their first meeting out, finally!! i've had that scene in my head for years....Magic's first impressions of Ruse were, oh geez well my head just got chopped off, but really Magic is quite used to that (her limbs are quite detachable! it doesn't hurt, she swears) and she was mostly concerned if Ruse was okay after fainting. She felt bad for startling her!! clearly, this girl was living on a hair-trigger...Magic wanted to make sure Magic herself wasn't too scary, though. She did feel a little self-conscious about causing such a fuss....

her POV has certainly changed- she knows now why Ruse was so scared, but they're definitely over that now. the story of their first meeting is a funny story Magic likes to tell while Ruse hides her face in (normal levels of) embarrassment. Magic knows Ruse is a big softie and gentle giant, who doesn't ever want to hurt anyone ever. She just wants to eat chicken wraps and go shopping and sing badly to her favorite songs as she sits pretty in Magic's passenger seat.

6. what does A think B thinks of them? or, if asked to describe their relationship, how would they do it? are they right? Ruse's POV

Ruse would hum and haw....emotions and perceptions are not her strong suit. but she'd shyly say that Magic really likes her. before their relationship is confirmed, Ruse is generally confused about Magic's feelings, but she can pick up on the fact that Magic always sticks up for her and takes her fun places and always jumps for a chance to hang out. they can spend a long time doing nothing together- their hangouts can easily span 9, 10, 11 hours, much longer than either of their social batteries. they spend their time recharging together, doing errands together....Ruse doesn't know how to explain things on the terms of internal feelings. she loves spending time with Magic, and she's pretty sure Magic does too.....right? she's right!!

8. is there anything they really disagree on? what are they most likely to argue about?

The most major thing these two disagree on is their variation in threshold, basically. they're both autistic/have a range of mental illnesses, from Magic's extreme sensory differences to Ruse's C-PTSD. And sometimes, things overlap and they clash. Ruse is very sensory-seeking, while Magic is not. Magic needs a lot of quiet time with minimal noises, and Ruse loves loud music and big crowds. Magic can handle going out for an hour or two, while Ruse wants to be at events from start to finish. sometimes they miss what the other wants, and they both get frustrated. Especially since both of them lack a lot of understanding in emotion/ conveying how they actually feel.

they're trying to find the perfect happy medium! Ruse learns to understand that Magic doesn't want to go to every loud party that she does- and Magic understands that Ruse can't stay at home parallel-playing all day. Magic likes to go to events for limited hours, and with aids like her headphones and sensory happy objects, and Ruse will happily wait for her. And if Ruse needs a day of distraction or loudness to block out the cluster of teeming slush in her brain, they'll cafe-hop or take part in outdoor activities. they do their best to make it work !

sometimes it doesn't always work out, and they are just truly incompatible in a way that neither of them will be happy. sometimes you just really wanna spend time with your bestgirlfriend, but she wants to do something that you Cannot Do- sure, they get ticked off. but they ultimately care about the happiness of the other, while preserving themselves.

and then youre gonna hit with Ruse and ESPERANZA. geezus...../posi thank you thank you thank you for bringing them up. they fuel me. they mean everything 2 me

RUSE AND ESPERANZA

13. if A needed help, how likely would they be to ask B for it? Ruse's POV ah! she would! not! Ruse is so terrible for asking for help, especially in her current situation. This Ruse we're talking about is not healing, chicken wrap eating Ruse, this is Ruse in the middle of an active coup. She firmly believes she is in this situation because she signed up for it. She does share her grievances with Esperanza, but that is different in her mind than asking for help. And even when Esperanza offers help, unrelated- she cannot take it.

15. what's A's absolute favorite (or least favorite) thing about B? Esperanza's POV

Esperanza's favorite thing about Ruse is her humor! And yes...Ruse is not TRYING to be funny, but Esperanza just loves how dry she is, how funny she is without trying...how earnest and genuine Ruse is, without needing to put on a face. Esperanza really admires that.

for what Esperanza dislikes the most, probably when Ruse's dryness turns to stubbornness, and then cost-sunk fallacy pride. She wishes she could knock Ruse outta her brain sometimes- she knows she can't.

7. are there any habits, mannerisms, practices etc. A does because of B? anything they do because they saw B doing it, or got advice from them about it, or something rubbed off on them? Esperanza's POV

Yes.....yes. quite a few. Esperanza is only just recently living in a physical body again (long story) and for a while, the only person she knew before she regained her memories was Ruse. Esperanza picked up lots of her little quirks to relearn how to exist.

One of the major ones is playing with her tail, Esperanza has never had a tail before, but she's seen how Ruse used it with her body language! So Esperanza tries her best to mirror those mannerisms. she wants to feel comfortable in her new shape and have others feel comfortable around her!

RUNO AND PEONY !!!! MY PARENTS

2. if asked to describe B to a stranger, what would A say? are they mostly truthful, or is there anything they omit? Runo's POV

I think he'd try to keep it on the lowdown best he can but he's such a wifeguy. he's weepy sobby over his wife and keeps hyping her up, did you know she's trying to publish a book she's so talented and such a good writer and so intelligent and eloquent and .....!!! i'm pretending he's not deathly shy in this situations, but honestly if Peony was brought up, he'd be gushing all about her.......man who loves a woman. augh

how does A refer to B (first name/last name/pet name/title/etc) in their head, to them directly, and to others? are they different? why? Peony's POV

This is a pretty simple answer, but to herself and to Runo, she calls him...Runo. To their kids, it's Dad. To strangers, she uses Brunowe, at Runo's request. To friends, it's whatever name they know him by (usually Runo) that's it! I mean she's got pet names but she doesn't throw those around too often, nor does she think in them!

she knows Runo is most comfy with Runo, but he's also really embarrassed to give people his nickname, hence the "this is my husband, Brunowe!" and if he ends up giving that person his nickname, that's his choice!

9. what do outsiders think their relationship is? do they consciously or unconsciously act different around others?

also kinda simple, but to others they're mostly like...aww a normal married couple. aw look, its Sunny/Indigo's parents. They just seem sweet, quiet, and in love. which they are usually anyway!

SPIRO AND TAI UAUUUGUUGUHGHHGHGHHH!!!!!!!!! CMON FISH!!!!!! I LOVE THESE GUYS........... NO ONE UNDERSTANDS /LH

2. if asked to describe B to a stranger, what would A say? are they mostly truthful, or is there anything they omit? Spiro's POV augh he's a husbandguy too. he'd be saying some real embarrassing shit he knows Tai would turn into a tomato to hear, and because it's Spiro, i can't guarantee it's PG. but yeah he's bringing up the opioid story. he's making dramatic hand motions. he's pulling out all the sickly sweet nicknames he knows Tai hates.

11. what's something A knows about B that most people don't? alternately, what's something most people believe about B that A doesn't? Tai's POV well....take everything I just said about Spiro's mannerisms above. most people see him as this really confident, semi-famous guy who is known for being very quick socially but also really weird.

what most people don't know (basically the only people being Tai, their daughter, and Star) is that Spiro is still handling a lot of things really poorly. he has bad coping mechanisms and he's scared shitless to leave his house alone, even for simple things like getting the mail. he's tethered to his house and even going in public with a safe person is too overwhelming, and Spiro tries to keep things light with a smile despite how terrified he is. ALL. THE. TIME.

everyone thinks he's completely over The Incident; this couldn't be further from the truth. i don't think there's an expiration date on trauma, but you know how Society is :(

only Tai is really deeply privy to how deep this goes, and he wouldn't share it with a soul unless Spiro was seriously in danger.

yay!

[marvelover-3000]

The Day I almost lost my World

Kate Bishop x Reader

It was a bright Saturday morning, and I was out on my usual morning run around central park. My plan was to take Lucky, but we all know that dog isn't much of a runner, despite being a golden retriever. I was walking back to Kate and my apartment when outside my door, probably about to barge in is my sister with not so many boundaries Yelena Belova. "What's up Lena, did you need something?" I say as I move past her to unlock the door. "Sestra you might need to sit down for this" she says with a uncharacteristic soft tone. We walk through the door to find lucky the lazy pizza dog and my girlfriend Kate on the couch watching tv. "Hey babe, I'm home and oh yeah Lena's here for some reason." With those words Lucky jumped off the couch and was bound for my sister. "Wow thanks lucky, just ignore your other mom over here." Kate then walks over and pulled me into a kiss "Don't worry Y/N, I missed you.' Just then Yelena cleared her throat and focused her attention back on me and away from the furry betrayer. "Y/N we really need to talk about the file in my hand. We also may want to do it in private, I don't think you want Kate knowing anything."

We both turned to my sister who had an expression I couldn't exactly read, sadness, guilt and maybe a flash of anger. "Well, you didn't use Kate's full name, so this must be serious. Though I think Kate can stay, since we have no secrets." I said the last part proudly and full of adoration looking at Kate. "Y/n is right, no secrets between us that's what great couples do. So, come on what's the big secret my future sister in law" Yelena then grimaces "Alright for starters gross and lastly, Sestra are you sure you want Kate here. It's about someone who you wouldn't want her knowing about." I sigh and hold out my hand "Yelena I'm sure it's fine, just please trust me and give me the file." She looks at the file and back at me "Before I do, Y/N it's about Abigail I think she's alive." I look back at her angrily "I told you to never bring her name up again, you know what happened Yelena she can't be alive she-" I cut myself off closing my eyes trying not to picture one of the worst and best days of my life. "Y/N, this file was at my door this morning and inside is a few pictures and it looks to be her, its Abigail she's alive." I take the file from her hands and open it not wanting to believe what was inside was true, until I looked at the pictures. Just then Kate says in a low tone "If it's alright, can I ask who she is?" Yelena gaze remains on me holding the file with a blank expression. "Abigail was Y/N first love and girlfriend, she was in the red room with us." Yelena then turns to Kate "Don't worry though Kate bishop I much prefer you, then her for my sister. I never really liked her anyway."

My eyes then snap up and meet Yelena's as I throw the file on the kitchen table. "I'm going for a walk to clear my head alone." I then turn to grab my jacket and start heading to the door. "Y/N, you better not be going to try and find her." I turn to face my sister with a scowl "No mom I'm not and so what if I am. What does it matter to you?" She then meets my gaze and matches my expression "Don't give me any attitude dear sister I'm older which makes me the one in charge remember. Which means you're not allowed to go looking for her especially not without me." Just then Kate chimes in "Alright, I think we all need to take a minute and sit down." I keep my gaze locked on Yelena "I'm an adult you can't be in charge of me anymore, it's not your job. I'm going after Abbie, by myself and I'll be back in a while."

I turn to leave, before Yelena stands in my way with her arm raised "Sestra please, just stay here while we make a plan." I look at her and laugh, "Really Lena you're going to what, shoot me with a widow bite if I don't stay here. Who's the mature one now." Kate then gets Infront of us and hold up her arms "Y/N and Yelena please just stop and listen." I keep my gazed locked on Yelena "Move and stay out of this Kate. This is between Yelena and me." Yelena then chimes in, " We both know who the mature one is and if Tasha was here, she would be on my side." I then raise my arms aiming over Kate's shoulder at Yelena "Say one of their names again I dare you, also of course she would be on your side. You were the favorite, I know she secretly wanted you there and not me with the avengers all those years." Yelena then laughed "Of course she wanted me there instead, because I was her actual sister. You were always the girl we found when we were kids in the red room together." I looked at her with anger and hurt which is why without thinking I fired a widow bite right at her shoulder hitting her. She then fell to her knees cursing in Russian peeling the bite off. Kate was standing there near them frozen unsure of what to do or say to stop this from escalating further. I look down at Yelena with a hurt expression "Sestra I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" Just then I was cut off by a loud crashing noise coming from the opposite side of the room where someone just came flying through the window landing somehow gracefully.

We all got to our feet ready to fight when the intruder pulled their hoodie off and I was met with a face I thought I would never see again. "Hey Y/N, did you miss me?" she said with a smirk as she strolled over to us. "Don't come any closer to my sister Abbie." Yelena says with her arm in front of me. "Yelena, I promise I just want to talk, I thought you or Y/N would have found me by now. I see now that you guys were preoccupied fighting. I'm guessing over me right, I may have been spying on you guys from the rooftop across the street." I finally meet her gaze "Abbie how are you here, when I last saw you-" Abbie then laughs and cuts me off "You thought I was dead, since you know I did die in your arms, which by the way was pretty romantic. I wouldn't mind us getting to know each other again, since we clearly have grown up and matured." She says while she checks me out not caring bout Kate or Yelena. Kate then intervenes and holds out her hand "Hi I'm Kate, the girlfriend. I mean Y/N's girlfriend, not Yelena's that would be weird and honestly, she's scarier." I turn to look at Kate "Hey, I can be scary and intimidating to you know." Abbie then walks closer in my direction "I would say it's scary how hot you grew up to be, we would definitely be the hottest couple and still can be if you want." She says with a smirk and trailing her hand down my arm. Kate then gets in between us "Alright that's enough touching, what did you say you were here for again." Yelena then marched up to her and got in her face "She didn't say anything, so either you talk, or I kick you out myself. Also, Kate bishop is right don't touch my sister again, unless you want to lose a hand.

Abbie takes a step back and collects herself "Right sorry, I came here because I need your guys help. I've been trying to get out of the assassin game and retire. You know some place in the tropics, like we talked about where we would always live together, right princess" she looked over at me with a grin and a wink. "Abbie can we umm please get back on topic." I say flustered. "Anyway, I'm being tracked by too other assassins, which wouldn't be a problem for someone like me. If those people weren't some of the bests in the game." I step closer to her and take her hand away from her hair. "You still like to play with your hair when you're scared or nervous." She meets my gaze and laughs "Guess somethings never change huh. Y/N the people who are after me, it's my brother and his girlfriend, guess he must still hate me." I take her hand and squeeze it reassuringly. "Hey, we won't let that monster get you, not again. I will do everything to keep you safe Abigail." Before she could get a chance to respond Yelena walked up and broke us apart "Alright that's enough, Kate bishop is getting jealous of you guys and I don't like you, especially around my sister." Abbie laughs "Come on Yelena, we were kids would you just relax and move on." I then turned to a furious and jealous looking Kate. "Kate, honey you know I only have feelings for you right?" She looks at me with a forced smile "Yeah, totally I know that babe."

I then look back towards Abbie and Yelena "Alright you too break it up, Abbie do you know where your brother is?" She turns to me after one more smirk at Yelena. "Of course, but maybe I should just do this on my own, he's my brother and-" I hold up my hand to cut her off. "Abbie he may be your brother, but you need us, and we need to finish this." Yelena turned to me "If you mean kill them it's going to be me or Abbie. I'm not letting you get more blood on your hands Sestra." Then it was Kate's turn to object "Wait do we have to kill them, can't we just bring them in, so they face justice or badly injure them, so they don't come back or something." Yelena turned to Kate "Maybe its best you don't come Kate. This is our fight not yours, also we are all better fighters than you." Kate then scoffed and looked at me for help. "Kate, baby maybe its best you stay behind just this ounce. Before you argue with me just, please trust me, I can't have you getting hurt and trust me these guys are deadly." Then it was her turn to interrupt me "What about you, I always have your back remember. Also, wouldn't it be better to have the number advantage." Yelena turns to Kate "Normally yes Kate bishop but not in this case, they will just target you. Which will distract us especially Y/N." I turn to Yelena and Abbie letting out a sigh. "Can you guys get ready and give us a minute." They both nod understanding, Yelena and my eyes meet for a moment, and I gesture to my jacket. She luckily gets the message and gets my equipment on the way out knowing I'm about to trick Kate into not coming somehow.

I turn my attention back to Kate who looks at me with her arms crossed. "You're not going to convince me to stay Y/N I'm going." I sigh "If there's really nothing I can say or do then I guess you better grab your bow and get ready. I think I put it in the closet when I was cleaning before, I left for my run." She walks up to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek "Thank you and I promise I'll be safe Y/N" she says before walking over to the closet. I walk behind her and when she opens it and looks confused when there's no bow. Before she can turn around, I gently shove her into the closet trying not to hurt her more than I already am. I lock the door and put a chair there for good measure. "Y/N, please don't do this. Baby please don't leave me to worry about you here and alone." I turn to lucky "Make sure that mom doesn't escape, please boy" he then barks in acknowledgement or at least I hope he understood me. "I'm sorry my love but I can't let them hurt you. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you, I'm sorry I hope you can forgive me for this" With that I left a confused Lucky and angry and hurt Kate. I make it to the roof where Yelena and Abbie are waiting. "Alright, I'm ready let's go." Yelena looks at me with concern. "Y/N, about everything that happened earlier." I cut her off by pulling her into a hug. "It's ok Lena, we were both very emotional and thrown off about the whole Abbie news. I love you sister and I always will." She returned the hug, "I love you to Sestra and I was not emotional. You were the one who was thrown off by the news, I tried telling you." Just then Abbie cleared her throat "Sorry, not that I'm not happy for you guys but I think we should probably go and find them now." I break apart from Yelena and focus back up "Right sorry, let's go finish the job and move on from this mess already."

We arrive at the abandoned warehouse that Abbie's brother and girlfriend are supposed to be. I turn to Abbie and Yelena "So, how do we want to go about this. I think we could either just go through the front doors since there probably already watching and expecting us or through that window up there" I say pointing to a window above the big old metal doors. Just then the doors creak open and out walks Abbie's brother and his girlfriend. "You guys all showed up, this is going to be a perfect reunion." He then focuses on me and Yelena "Well might I say Y/N you look incredible. If I wasn't with Becca here, I would totally steal you from my sister." I let out a laugh and shake my head "I see you haven't changed at all Derek, also my heart doesn't belong to anyone but my girlfriend Kate." He then lets out a chuckle "Ah yes the archer, I notice she isn't here. I was hoping for more of a challenge and to meet her, but I guess you three will have to do." Now it was Abbie's turn to laugh "I think you will find that the three of us are more than enough to take you down dear brother. Now let's end this ounce and for all."

With that said Abbie launched herself at her brother while Yelena and I took Becca. It was a pretty even fight so far, all of us trading punches and kicks, with the occasional knife jabs here and there. Until I saw Abbie being kicked into some cargo boxes while her brother was walking towards her with a sword, ready to finish her off. "Abbie look out" I yell while running over to them and picking up a sword laying on the ground. Before Derek could finish the job, I intercept his blade with mine and when our blades connect, I look him in the eyes and say, "You know, you really shouldn't leave your weapons laying around." He grunts in response while parrying my blade creating some distance between us. "If you would have told me we were allowed swords. I could have brought mine, you really should have sent a list of weapons in the file you left at Yelena's door or something." I then turned to Abbie "Go help Lena, I got your brother handled." She nodded in response while I focused my attention back on Derek. "You know, your sister Natasha was the only one who could beat me. She really was the best, shame she died a coward." My eyes then blazed over, and I yelled out angrily while charging him "Don't ever say her name again, you coward." I slashed my sword at him while he quickly dodged, and we then started trading hit after hit.

Meanwhile with Kate, she had successfully broken down the door and was on her way to the warehouse, she tracked Y/N's phone cause Abbie was the only one with the location. When she arrived, she first saw Yelena, Abbie and who she assumed was Abbie's brother's girlfriend. She then quickly scanned for Y/N and spotted her fighting Abbie's brother not far from where Yelena and Abbie were. She than reached for her zipline arrow, which she now noticed wasn't there. "Shit, the onetime I don't bring it, see this is what happens when someone locks me in a closet, and I have to hurry." She lets out a sigh of frustration and starts making her way down the building and across the street where they were. If only she could have made it quicker than she could have stopped what was about to happen.

Back with Yelena and Abbie were both gaining the upper hand on Becca. Yelena disarmed her, while Abbie was about to finish the final blow with her gun pointed at Becca. Derek looked over in time to see his girlfriend about to be executed. He then turned back to me and when I was about to go in for another strike, he caught me off guard and knocked my sword out of my hand. "My sister takes my world, I take hers." saying that his strikes got more aggressive and harder to dodge. I tried to kick my sword up and into my hands when Derek saw an opening and took it stabbing me right through the chest. I then hear Kate scream my name getting Yelena's and Abbie's attention. Abbie then pulls the trigger shooting Becca through the chest while racing over with Yelena to take down Derek. He pulls the sword from my chest while I start to collapse, Kate races over and catches me in her arms. Yelena and Becca both start trading blows with Derek until Abbie gets the upper hand and stabs Derek right through the heart. "I hope your final thoughts are filled with regret dear brother. You should have always been there for me in the red room, not resenting me for our parent's death even though there was nothing we could have done." With that thought she pulls the sword from his chest and focuses her attention on a sobbing Kate.

"No, no, Y/N please stay with me, I can't lose you to. Your all I have left, please don't leave me my love." I look up at Kate and let out a weak sigh "Take care of Yelena for me ok Kate. I love you, my archer." and with that my eyes started to close as ambulance and police were heard nearby headed in our direction. After a long drive to the hospital Kate, Abbie and Yelena were sat in the waiting room. Just then after hours of surgery, the doctors came out and told the three girls that Y/N would be ok and is resting but they could see her now. Kate was the first one to rush to Y/N side and take her hand "I know you can't hear me Y/N, but I just want you to know that we all love you and want you to come back to us now, please." Yelena then rested a hand on Kate's shoulder "She will be fine Kate bishop there's no need to worry. Y/n is the strongest out of all of us." Abbie then walked by Yelena "Shes right Kate and Shes lucky to have someone like you looking after her. You're a lucky girl." Kate then smiled and looked at me and said, "I really am, Y/N's my world and ill do anything to protect her." Just then Y/N started to open their eyes and blinking rapidly trying to adjust to the bright lights. "Hey guys, we won right, I didn't just get stabbed for nothing." Everyone's attention was then drawn back to me as I sat up a bit. Abbie then looked at me and smirked, "We sure did fearless warrior. It's finally over." With that we all went back to Kate and my place, ready to get some sleep and put the day and night behind us. However, when we got there Yelena said she would have Abbie stay with her for the night before her plane gets there to pick her up in the morning. Currently Kate and I were laying on the couch with my head on her shoulder. "I'm glad it's all over and your ok my love." I looked up to meet Kate's loving gaze, "I'll always come back to you Kate. I promise." Kate then leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead "Good, cause when I thought I lost you it broke me. When my dad died, he was my heart and a piece of it died that day. You are however my dear Y/N are my soul, my heart, my everything."

Meanwhile with Yelena and Abbie, they were currently tangled in Yelena's bed. Both agreeing though that it would just be a one-night thing. Also, they would never tell Kate and especially Y/N. The next morning rolled around, and Abbie was currently at Yelena's door ready to leave. "Make sure to tell Kate and Y/N bye for me and that ill hopefully see you all soon when you visit me in the tropics." Yelena then let out a laugh "Of course, I'll go over there sometime today to check in on them. Have a safe trip Abbie and well visit soon, promise." Abbie then hugged Yelena and said, "You have to come visit so we can have more mind-blowing sex." she let go and shot Yelena a quick wink leaving the former assassin flustered before she was out the door.

After a few hours have passed by Yelena was on her way to Kate and Y/N place when she saw the news on her phone. She immediately started rushing over to the apartment quicker. Kate and Y/N were on the couch when they both saw the news that a plane matching Abbie's private jet went down on the way to their tropical location. Yelena then came bursting through the door "Y/N you need to see the news." Y/N then sprung from the couch not caring about her sore injuries. "Lena, she made it right, there's no way the great Abbie went out from a plane crash right." Yelena then shook her head "No way, I guess we know what our next mission is now." Kate then shot up and looked at Yelena and I with a glare. "This time I'm coming, someone needs to have your guys back because clearly you need me. Especially my future wife who almost died." I then turned to Kate with heart eyes "Aww babe, you're the best" Yelena then started to gag "Alright love birds that's enough, we have an Abbie to save. So, let's get going."

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 10 | part 11 | part 12 | part 13

*Flashback to late 1993*

“Hey, Mami.” T walked into his apartment.

“Oh, hey, chiquito.” Catalina turned off the stove. “How was your day?”

“Yeah, it was pretty good. Tae and I stopped at that new pizza spot on the way to his house.” He hesitated. “I…also got a newspaper. I was hoping we could look through it and find me a job.”

Catalina sighed. “Mijo, we talked about this. You are not getting a job. You’re too young.”

“Mami, I’m 14 years old. I’m not a baby anymore.” Aaron rolled his eyes. “It’s not fair that you’re working three jobs just for my school tuition. You’re gonna overwork yourself.”

“It’s not forever. Just until I get that promotion at the restaurant.” Catalina shook her head. “I’m sure it’ll be mine any day now.”

“But what if it's not?” Aaron crossed his arms. “Can’t you at least let me go to a public school? It’ll be so much easier on you.”

“Absolutely not. I want you to go to this school. It’s so much better than the other ones in the area.” Catalina gently carressed his face. “You’re too smart for those schools anyway. You deserve the best education I can give you without the burden of a job.”

“You’re not worried about my grades slipping, are you?” Aaron asked quietly. “Because if that’s it, I can study on the bus or start doing homework at Tae’s house or—”

“This. This is the problem.” Catalina gestured to all of him. “It’s not about your grades. It’s about you making sacrifices you shouldn’t have to. Why should you have to give up time with your best friend to keep up with schoolwork? Why should you have to juggle work and studying and having a social life? It’s not fair for you to not have time for yourself.”

“Mami, you’re being hypocritical. You don’t have any time for yourself either.” Aaron looked at his mother with sad eyes. “You shouldn’t worry about me so much. I want you to take better care of yourself.”

“No, Aaron, listen to me.” Catalina gave him a firm look. “I’m your mother. It’s my job to take care of you, not the other way around. You should be focusing on school and not worrying about helping me pay rent or tuition. This is what I signed up for when I had you.”

Aaron was quiet for a moment. “But it’s not fair. You’re so tired.” He hugged her. “I’m afraid if you keep overworking yourself like this, something bad will happen.”

“Oh, honey.” Catalina hugged him tight. “I promise I’m not overdoing it, but you have to understand that you’re always gonna come first in my life. All the hard work is worth it as long as you’re getting the best of the best.”

“Can you take a day off once in a while? You deserve days to rest or do something for yourself.” Aaron looked up at her. “I want my mom to be the best of the best, too.”

Catalina chuckled and stroked his hair. “I guess you’re right. You always did like using my own words against me.”

“Well, I know you only listen to yourself.” They both laughed.

“Sweetie, I’m gonna be okay. I promise.” Catalina said before kissing his forehead. “Now let’s eat because I’m starving.”

“Yeah, I’ve been smelling those pasteles since I walked through the door.” Aaron rubbed his stomach. “I’m gonna need at least four.”

Catalina laughed again. “Mi chiquito and his giant appetite.” She smiled and wrapped her arm around his shoulder. “And his even bigger heart.”

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