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#5

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐸𝓁𝓈𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈

ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔼𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤, Chapter 2 Us & Them

Summary: Rosary Woods used to spend her summers in Hawkins. Now, years later, she was sent to live with her grandparents with her father's untimely death. Coming back to a place that used to give her pleasant memories but is now full of dark secrets, she hopes never to see daylight. Her plan was simple, easy until she found a drunk boy full of curls and never the same afterlife.

FYI: YES, I KNOW IT'S BEEN A YEAR. I'm sorry . HERE WE GO THING YOU GUYS DID NOT ASK FOR, BUT HEY, I STILL LOVE THAT SEXY BLUE EYE MAN.

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I skate across from one table to another with a smile and a pencil in my messy bun. Reminding myself the motto, Help open and close and stay out of trouble. This morning I dodged a bullet with my dunk puppy in my room the night before. Stuck in my head, I miss when Lucy, our lovely 80-year-old waitress, showed a boy and a little girl to one of my booths. Angel of the Morning by Merillee Rush, I skate backward to drop off some coffee to the table next and turn to my new table.

“ Welcome to Hawkins Diner. Where you get the closest thing to the taste of heaven. Names Woods can I get you any coffee or juice? “I said, whipping a curl out my face.

Silence fills the air after a few minutes. With a sigh, I look up through my lashes to see the same boy from this morning sitting across a girl with red hair and freckles. I could feel those pair of eyes darting on me. I look away then back at the girl. Well, this is awkward, I thought to myself. I look back at the little girl when I realize something.

“ Hold it. You were trick or treating yesterday with some boys. Love your mask. Is that a skateboard? Cool, I got a longboard," I said with a playful smile. The girl looks across at the boy then back at me.

"Yeah, thanks. Huh, skateboard. I didn’t think a lot of people do that here. Seems so boring here," the girl said, a bit surprised.

The boy started to speak, but I paid him no mind as I talked to the girl talking about spots to ride and movies. Before I left, he cleared his throat and looked at me. He sat back with his arm drip around the back of the chair. I look at the little girl, then at him.

“ Yes, Mr. Blue. You want something else besides the black coffee. Maybe some pancakes or a muffin," I asked, trying to sound as sweet as possible. He licked his lips and gave me a smirk. Oh god, he is one of those.

"Maybe after your shift one day this week, you can come on a drive with me. Maybe show me around being your so good at it," he said in a smooth demeanor. Oh yeah, he's one of those types, I thought to myself. I lend close to him, my hand on the table right in front of his, and smile.

" Really. You do that for me. Godly, where your car at" I said in an innocent, don't know better tone. I bit my lip a bit and batted my eyelashes a bit. This boy is a trip and a half.

He reaches out and points at his car Blue Cameo; I gave him this it was a good car. Details alone told me he put a lot of money inside it. If he played his cards right, and I didn’t see him hours ago drunk. Well, it would go a different way. I reached ahead, both hands on the table ass up a bit to get a good look, and gave it a little wiggle. Just enough so it would jiggle, I could feel his eyes on me. Eye looking me up from head to toe. When it happens enough, you can develop a sense of this. The girl's mouth opened as I gave her a wink and whispered, watch this.

I slowly got up and put the pencil into my mouth as I looked at him with a smile. He thought he won, but he forgot I'm more dangerous than most.

" Well, Well. Neptune that a very, very fast, adorable car. But I am from out of town, and I have seen a lot better. Most boys with big fast cars are hiding things. You hiding something, baby boy. Thanks for the offer but I think I’m good. Be back in an instant with your food," I said, then turned back on my skates.

He frowns and huffs under his breath. A girl never did that say no to him, not alone a ride in his baby. Max giggled.

" Hey, Romeo, your mouth is still wide open. Going to catch a fly," Max giggles. He slams his hand on the table.

" SHUT FUCK UP," he hissed at her. She slowly stops and looks out the window. He looks back at the girl as she skates around, singing along to the radio.

A few minutes I return with the food and an extra set of bacon. The girl was quiet, and the boy was playing with a ring looking around guarding up.

" Here you go, a thing of bacon and water on me. It’s better to eat something when you have a hangover. For you, pancakes with scrabble eyes and orange juice. Next time you come by, tell them you know me alright. Get the friendly discount," I said, handing over the food. The girl smiled at the stupid tongue-out face I made on her pancakes. The boy remains quiet, probably upset I blow him off.

They ate their food and headed out. Girl, stop wave by before going out. I peak out to see him looking out at me with a wink before driving off.

“ Rosa. You’re going to be late. I got this. See you tomorrow night," Lucy shouted out. I nod and rush to change and head to school, flipping my longboard out. Maybe I should have taken him for that ride, but that grin told me one thing he would want something for that ride, something I wasn't free to give.

I walked up just as the parking lot was full of kids. I made my way through the crowd to the primary office. I tapped my foot as I waited for my shadow to pick me up and show me around. Kids here were different from before from the ones at my old school. For one, no one looks like me. Felt like I was stuck in the 50s or something. Yeah, I probably knew some or most from my summers here, but it's been years.

“ROSARY WOOD!” A voice said from behind. I turn to see the first familiar face.

" HEATHER. Holy shit, you got long hair and boobs," said, getting up. I hug her and follow her out to the hallway.

" Rumor was you were in town, but I could not believe it. Wow, Robin is going to shit herself when she sees you. You look the same. Maybe hotter. Wow, I can't believe it's been years since we been together what two-three years," she said, stopping by some lockers. Luck, have it we were locker neighbors with half the same classes.

“ Four years, but it feels like a lifetime. So huh, you running the school yet. I remember we kept saying you be running the school with the hottest guy around your arm” I laugh.

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34 notes - Posted February 5, 2022

#4

PROMPT THE BREAKS Prompt List: (starter kit)

Remember you can choose as many as you want or even pick from other places just remember to add on to your story and tell me.

1. "Come over here and make me."

2. "Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

3. "| almost lost you.?

4. “Wanna bet?"

5. "Don't you ever do that again!"

6. "Kiss me.?"

7. "It could be worse.?

8. *Looks like we'll be trapped for a while..

9. "You need to wake up because I can't do this without you."

10. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

11. "Just once."

12. "I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified."

13. "If you keep looking at me like that we won't make it to a bed."

14. "You heard me. Take. It. Off.?

15. "You fainted.…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes.

16. "You did all of this for me?"

17. "| swear it was an accident."

18. "YOU DID WHAT?!"

19. “If you die, I'm gonna kill you.”

20. "It's hard to get used to.. «what is?" "Being someone that someone cares for.."

21. "The first time you smiled it felt like the universe aligned."

22. "It hurts..." "What?" «Loving someone who doesn't love you..

23. "Let me do this, please."

24. you're not as funny as you think you are

28. I'm just getting comfy

29. just because you can doesn't mean you should

33. you are such a nerd

34. why are you so cold?

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43 notes - Posted August 17, 2022

#3

Huhhhhhh is this a sign yandre Bucky request need someone face candy and I think I found my girl eeee

Update I’m a lying hoe

46 notes - Posted May 26, 2022

#2

Over the weekend, something I was shocked would ever happen to me. I made 3,000 followed. Yeah, I repeat that 3,000 followers!!! As a kind of melting pot of various fandoms and things that something I never would happen. Something I could never have accomplished if it wasn’t for every one of you guys.

I have been through a lot the past year, and every one of you has still been there through it all. I decided to do something special to show you guys how appreciative and thankful I am for every one of you. With the guidance of the lovely and phenomenal @holylulusworld , I created my 1st ever bingo challenge, Sweet Chaos.

The due date for this writing challenge will be July 15th, 2022.

Please use #SweetChoasBingoChallenge as the tag and mention me in the post. To participate, you do not have to follow me. It’s open to anyone and everyone!!! Just Send an Ask or DM me, please.

If you read the guidelines and rules and have questions, please message me. I do not bite.

GUIDELINES:

- THIS BINGO CARD HAS 25 SPACES INCLUDING FREE SPACE

- You can choose a square by messaging me with the name of the square you want.

- Because it’s only one card with 25 spaces I will allow up to two people on all but few squares. So PICK FAST BUT BE MINDFUL TO HAVE A BACKUP ONE IN MIND.

Rules:

- Have to use at least (1) space and no more then (4).

- Do what you want but please no animal, toilet, underage creepy shit.

- if you choose a song it can be either base off or just lyrics.

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80 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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Hey you yeah you scrolling stop 🛑 I got something for you something so juicy that you can’t resist no matter how hard you try.

If you a fan of prompt or challenge then continue if not we’ll give me one more second I think I might still have something for you.

Ever see a list and see way to many prompts and think damn too many to choose from well your in luck I got a challenge right up your alley.

Scratching that head still not sure it’s okay I still think I got something for you. Ever wonder if your given a list of challenge that you can put it a story or not. Huhhh

Then this is for you.

** Very simple 3 step process**

☝️𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝟙: DEALER CHOOSE: EITHER A) pick as much prompts as possible and write about it or B) be given a random list of prompts and write something.

** please note part B is a dealer choice you can choose between 3-5 random ones or 5-9 random etc ***

✌🏼 𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 2: Choose from following list of over 200 prompts. ( if you seen or have one you want to use just tell me and put down where you found it)

🖖🏼 SUMIT IT!!!! make sure you either tag me or add #promptthebreakschallenge

RULES: NOT MUCH JUST BE MINDFUL!! Use respectful warnings if needed.

Deadline: submitted by October 31st 2022

To apply or join send a Ask/ Message me ( I don’t bite)/ or just message on here what you want!! Remember you can choose any that aren’t on here.

LAST HAVE FUN IF THIS GOES WELL IT BECOME AN ANNUAL EVENT finger 🤞

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115 notes - Posted August 17, 2022

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The competitive side of me is disappointed but school was busy who knew I had a thing for Bucky hahahaha

[alagalaska]

‘It’s On!’ Chapter Five

Summary: Mini-series. Y/N is the captain of the female basketball team at Hawkins High. She clashes with the new captain of the male team when he keeps booking out the gym, leaving the girls with nowhere to practice

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem! Reader

Masterlist // Series Masterlist // Chapter Four

A/N: Well. It’s been about 2 years since I last worked on this fic. Finally, it’s here: Chapter 5. I sure hope it was worth the wait lol Not much Billy in this one, but there will be plenty of him in the next one, I promise ;)

Prompt: Enemies to Lovers trope

Please do not steal/ copy my work, in part or in whole. Plagiarism is a crime!

Chapter warnings: Swearing, Billy being an ass, I think that’s it.

Word count: 3,889

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The following morning, when your alarm wakes you, you drag yourself reluctantly from your bed and dress clumsily, fumbling around your room in the half light.

Still wedging your feet into your shoes, you gather up your bag and denim jacket and head for your door. You go to the toilet and brush your teeth, then head back into the hallway, pausing in front of your sister’s room.

You rest your forehead against her door to say your goodbye but, before any words can leave your mouth, your mum’s bedroom door creaks open at the end of the corridor. You jerk away from the wood, praying she didn’t see.

“I thought I heard you up and about,” she says, stifling a yawn.

You fidget under her gaze and softly clear your throat.

“Er, yeah, I’m just about to head out,” you say, hoisting your bag strap onto your shoulder.

“Already?” she asks, scratching her head sleepily.

“Yeah, I’m meeting Heather before class so we can add some finishing touches to our English assignment. It’s due today,” you lie.

“Alright. Well I won’t be back from work when you get home, I’m on a late shift today,” she says as she heads slowly towards you, tying her dressing gown around her waist haphazardly.

“Ok.”

You’re waiting for her to pass you, so that you can continue saying goodbye to your sister, but she ushers you along with her towards the kitchen. You glance back at your sister’s door from the corner of your eye. See you later, you think loudly at it.

Once you’re in the kitchen, you immediately make for the back door, shrugging into your jacket.

“You’re not going to have any breakfast?” she asks you, fumbling to get a mug out of the cupboard, for coffee.

You pause in your movements and look pointedly at her.

“I’m not hungry,” You say as you finish putting on your jacket with a flourish, then open the back door.

“Ok, well drive safe,” she says after you, oblivious that you’re trying to throw her own words from last night back at her.

“Yeah,” you say shortly, then shut the door behind you.

Once you’re in your car, you open up the glove compartment and take out the library card you’d stolen yesterday. You stash it in the pocket of your denim jacket so you won’t forget it, then set off for school.

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Amber is sitting at her desk, liberally applying eyeshadow, when you waltz into the school office.

She starts when she sees you, shutting the small compact mirror she was using and placing it down. She hurriedly rearranges the paperwork on the desk in front of her.

“What are you doing here so early?” she asks, taken aback.

“Good morning Amber, I’m here to book out the gym,” you say smugly, smiling brightly at her from the other side of her desk.

She clears her throat and picks up the compact again, flipping it open to check her makeup.

“Well, hate to tell you this, but it’s booked already,” she says, blending out her eyeshadow with a finger. Avoids looking at you.

You hum a laugh and she glances at you over the top of the compact, surprised by your reaction.

“Look, you can drop the act, Amber. I know you’ve been booking the gym out for Billy.” She opens her mouth to hurriedly protest, but you continue, “And I also know, I’m the only student here right now. So, there’s no way he could have booked it out yet, unless you’re helping him.”

“That’s ridiculous,” she says, laughing it off. Starts packing away her makeup.

You raise an eyebrow at her.

“Alright,” you say with a shrug. “Then show me the booking sheet.” You can see the corner of the clipboard that usually has the bookings sheet on it, half buried in the paperwork on her desk.

She irritatedly shoves the eyeshadow palette back into her makeup bag and roughly zips it up.

“No. I don’t need to prove anything to you,” she says stubbornly, putting her glasses back on and standing up from the desk. “I told you it’s been booked already.”

“What’s wrong? Did you not get round to signing it yet?” you ask cockily.

She huffs, marching towards the door and opening it wide.

“Come on, get out. Some of us have more important things to do,” she says, trying to usher you out of the office.

“I want to speak to the Principal,” you say, not moving from the spot.

She gives you a fake smile.

“Oh, I’m sorry, he’s not in yet,” she says patronisingly. “Looks like you’ll have to come back later.”

You narrow your eyes at her, suspicious that she’s lying. You glance at the clock on the wall above her desk. You still have to inquire about the middle school gym and time is ticking away.

You change tactics.

“Amber, please,” you say pleadingly. “Why are you helping him? Is he bribing you?” She averts her eyes to the floor and you get the feeling you’re on the right track. “Whatever he’s giving you, I’ll match it, no, double it,” you say, throwing caution to the wind. 

She sighs.

“You need to leave.”

You fold your arms over your chest stubbornly.

“Don’t make me call security,” she says.

You glance at the clock again.

“Fine! I’m going,” you say, sweeping past her in the doorway. You turn to face her once you’re out in the hall. “But I’ll be back later!”

She shuts the door in your face.

You glower at the frosted glass panelling, clenching your hands into fists at your sides. Your grazed knuckles ache in complaint.

You head towards the main doors of the school and pass by the counsellor's office. You hear Mr. Kaminsky’s words from last week, echoing around your head. See the image of the date on your calendar, marked with a heart.

You pause mid-step, hesitating, then slowly retrace a few steps back, until you’re standing directly in front of the door. You stare at the handle, chewing hard on your bottom lip.

The front doors open, making you jump, and a random student enters the hall. The start of the school day is drawing closer.

You continue walking quickly, with your head down, and leave the building.

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Unfortunately, Margo’s idea of booking out the Middle School gym was a bust. It was already fully booked. You had known it was a long shot but nonetheless, you were still disappointed to hear that it was another option thoroughly crossed off the list.

As you’re leaving the Middle School building, you hear a noise quickly approaching and look up to see where it’s coming from.

A girl with flowing ginger hair, riding a skateboard, is weaving down the path towards you. She’s frowning gently in concentration, eyes on the ground ahead of her. She stops when she gets to the end of the path, stepping off the skateboard and tapping the back of it with her foot so that it flips up to meet her hand.

“Hey, nice wheels,” you say, approaching the path. You’d never seen a girl riding a skateboard before, not in Hawkins.

She looks up at you.

“Thanks,” she says. Her face suddenly breaks into a big grin and she stops in her tracks. “Hey, I know you! You’re the captain of the basketball team, right?”

You stop walking as well, amazed she recognises you, and huff out a small laugh.

“Yeah, I am. How do you know that?” you ask her.

“I love basketball. I can’t wait until I’m old enough to try out!” she tells you excitedly. “My brother is on the guy’s team, but he never wants to teach me anything,” she adds sulkily.

“Your brother’s on the team?” You wonder if you know him. “What’s your name?”

“Max. ...Maxine,” she corrects herself. “Maxine Mayfield.”

You don’t recognise the surname but, to be fair, you don’t really know many of the guys on the team by name, apart from Tommy and Billy.

“Well, Max, how ‘bout you pop by and watch us practice sometime? The team and I would be happy to give you some pointers.”

“Really?” she asks, in awe. You nod and she beams at you. “That would be awesome, thanks!”

“We’ll either be on the forecourt,” you gesture with your hand in the direction she’d just come from, “or in the gym of the high school, Tuesdays and Thursdays usually.” Hopefully, anyway, you add to yourself.

You spot a familiar head of curly, dark blonde hair swaggering up the path to the high school, over Max’s shoulder.

“Er, sorry, I gotta go,” you say quickly, but not wanting to be rude, you add, “Nice to meet you Max!”

“You too,” she says, as you hurry off in the direction of the high school.

“Hey, Hargrove,” you say, marching up to him. “You just got here?”

He looks up, finishing a cigarette. Narrows his eyes when he realises it’s you.

“Yeah, what does it look like?” He stops walking, and flicks the end of his cigarette onto the ground, crushing it beneath his boot.

You grit your teeth at his obnoxious tone. I can’t believe I kissed this guy.

“There something I can help you with, Princess?” he asks amusedly, leaning in with a grin and, as if he had heard your thoughts, tugs gently at the silk scarf tied around your neck.

You slap his hand away, scowling.

“Yes, actually,” you say, grabbing hold of his arm and starting to drag him towards the High School.

“Hey, what the Hell?” he says indignantly, half-heartedly trying to stop you.

You pull him through the main doors, past the crowds of students just arriving, and push him ahead of you into the office. You ignore the looks you get.

Amber stands quickly from her desk when he enters. She smoothes down her skirt and fixes her hair.

“Oh, hey Billy,” she says in a simpering voice. Bats her eyelashes at him. “Wasn’t expecting to see you today. You come to arrange our date?” She halts when she spots you, standing in the doorway behind him. Her face drops, cheeks turning beet red. So that’s why she’s been helping him.

“Why did you drag me in here?” Billy asks disgruntledly, smoothing out the arm of his jacket where you’d grabbed him.

You purposefully ignore him and turn your attention to Amber.

“Billy here just arrived,” you say to her, not even trying to conceal your smugness. “Which is funny, because I’m pretty sure you said he’d already booked out the gym this morning. And how can that be, if he wasn’t here yet?” You turn to Billy, “Admit it, you’ve been playing dirty. It’s ‘game over,’ Hargrove.” You fix him with a level gaze. I win.

He huffs a laugh.

“You have no proof,” he says cooly. Totally unphased.

“Actually, I do,” you correct him, “And I’m sure Principal Davies will be fascinated to hear all about it,” you say loudly, turning towards the Principal’s closed office door, hoping he’s arrived by now and that he’ll hear you.

Amber tries to shush you, but stops abruptly as the door to the Principal’s office opens. She looks nervous.

“What’s going on out here?” Principal Davies’ broad frame fills the doorway of his office.

You and Amber both start talking over each other.

“OK, stop,” the Principal says, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation. You both fall silent. “Amber,” he addresses the receptionist, gesturing with his hand for her to speak.

“Y/N is in here harassing me about booking out the gym for tomorrow, when I’ve already told her that it’s been booked by the boys’ basketball team,” she explains in her nasally voice.

“Yeah, only because you’ve been signing the booking sheet for them, which is against the rules,” you snap back in irritation.

The Principal’s dark brown eyes are drawn by something moving behind you.

“Going somewhere, Mr. Hargrove?”

Billy, who had apparently decided there was no reason for him to stay, pauses with his hand on the door.

“Why is it, whenever there is trouble,” The Principal adds, “You are somehow involved?”

Billy turns back to look at Principal Davies with a shrug.

“It’s a gift,” he quips. You bite back a laugh. Don’t encourage him.

“Alright, in my office,” Principal Davies says irritatedly. “Both of you,” he adds, fixing you with a look you dare not argue with.

Once you are inside his office, he closes the door and sits down at his large mahogany desk.

“Miss Y/L/N, do you want to start by explaining to me why you were raising your voice at my secretary?”

“My team has been stuck practising on the forecourt for the past two weeks, in the freezing cold, all because Amber has been booking out the gym for the boys’ team.”

In all honesty, you had been expecting Principal Davies to take your side or, at the very least, thank you for bringing this injustice to his attention. What you get instead is a look of impatience.

“I am far too busy to be settling petty disputes and I’m not interested in silly rumours.”

“But this is fact. I can prove it,” you say hurriedly, pulling the crumpled card from your pocket. “This is a checking-out card from the library, with Billy’s handwriting on it. And, if you check the booking sheets for the past couple of weeks, you’ll see that the handwriting doesn’t match.”

Billy, who until now had been scowling out of the window, chewing on his thumb nail, turns his gaze to the library card as you place it on the Principal’s desk.

“How did you get that?” Principal Davies asks you, sternly.

You falter. Oh fuck. You realise now that presenting evidence that you had stolen school property, to the Principal no less, might not have been the brightest idea.

“The point is,” you continue, trying to gloss over his question, “the current booking system no longer works. We need to find a fairer way,” you conclude.

The Principal considers your words for a moment. You notice from the corner of your eye that Billy is looking at you. You ignore him and keep facing forward.

“Right, this is what’s going to happen,” Principal Davies says, “You’re both going to agree on a solution together, like adults, and stop wasting my time. You’ll both have detention after school tomorrow,” you both begin to protest, but he continues over you, “that should give you the perfect opportunity to sort this issue out and I expect there to be no more problems.”

“But sir, it’s basketball practice tomorrow and, with playoffs coming up, I really can’t afford to miss any sessions,” you complain.

“Well then, that’s even more incentive for you to resolve the issue quickly, wouldn’t you agree?” Principal Davies says.

Billy clenches his jaw in brooding silence.

“Sir, please, I-” you try to reason, but the Principal cuts you off.

“Stealing school property is not something I would have expected from you,” he says in his deep baritone.

You cast your eyes to the faded carpet in silence.

The Principal stands.

“Mr. Hargrove,” he says to Billy, “You can go.” He walks over and opens the door, gesturing for Billy to go through it. “But,” he adds, before the teen can disappear, “I expect you to actually attend detention this time. Final warning.” He fixes Billy with a look, which he largely ignores as he leaves the Principal’s office.

Wondering why he didn’t dismiss you as well, you turn to look at Principal Davies over your shoulder as he closes the door again.

“Y/N,” he says concernedly, walking back round to sit at his desk. “I understand there have been some concerns regarding your grades.” You don’t meet his eyes, guilty.

“You’re normally an excellent student. This kind of behaviour isn’t like you,” he says, gesturing at the library card on his desk. “Don’t let others pull you down to their level by distracting you from your work.”

“Yes, sir,” you say quietly.

 “And make sure that this-” he adds, picking the up the library card and handing it to you, “sees its way back to the library.” 

“Yes, sir.”

He dismisses you and you leave his office, feeling foolish for having gotten so caught up in trying to catch Billy out.

Your plan seriously backfired. Now your mum will probably be informed of your detention and you somehow have to break it to your team that you’ll be missing tomorrow’s practice. The thought alone makes you feel sick.

Luckily, Billy is already gone when you reenter the reception area. Amber is sitting back at her desk, disinterestedly listening to a student explain that he’ll be absent Friday morning for a dentist appointment. You scowl at her over the boy’s shoulder as you pass, but she pretends not to see you.

---

The corridor is buzzing with students. You flow naturally with the current, until you reach your locker. Nancy is stood beside it, her head buried in her own as she grabs her textbooks for the day. She’s wearing a fuzzy, white turtleneck jumper and her hair is still damp, presumably from her morning shower.

“Hey,” you say, stopping next to her.

“Hi,” she says happily, offering you a smile. “How are you?”

“Ughh, been better. I got detention tomorrow after school-”

Her jaw drops. She stops shoving a book into her bag to look at you.

“But we have practice tomorrow after school!”

“I know, I’m sorry. It’s Billy’s fault,” you grumble, pulling a book from your locker and sliding it into your messenger bag. “Do you think you could lead the session tomorrow?” you ask, glancing at her out of the corner of your eye.

She scoffs in disbelief.

“You’re joking? Why don’t you ask one of the other girls to do it?” She zips up her rucksack and hoists the straps onto her shoulders. “Hey, what about Ashley?”

You shut your locker and look at her.

“Ok, now you must be joking. I’d never hear the end of it.”

She hesitates. “I dunno…”

“Please, Nancy. It needs to be someone I can trust. Please?” You stick your bottom lip out, pouting at her, and make your best puppy-dog-eyes.

“OK, fine,” she says with a huff, rolling her eyes at you. “I’ll do it.”

“Thank you!” you cheer, pulling her into a hug. “You’re a lifesaver.”

“I know,” she laughs into your shoulder.

The sound of the school bell rings through the hallway and the groups of chatting students start to disperse. You both pull out of the hug.

“I actually had another favour to ask you…” You glance at Nancy sheepishly, chewing your lip.

“Oh yeah?” She looks at you expectantly.

“Would you mind breaking the news to the team at lunch today?”

Her face drops.

“Come on, Y/N- don’t you think, as Captain, they should probably hear it from you?”

“I know, Nance, and I wouldn’t usually ask, but I’m swamped with homework and I need to hit the library over lunch, otherwise I’ll never get it finished.” The lie rolls off your tongue with surprising ease. In reality, you don’t think you can handle having to tell them, after everything you’ve already been through today.

Nancy looks like she wants to say no, and you half expect her to, but then she gives a sigh, shutting her locker.

“Alright, I’ll do this for you,” she says seriously. “But you owe me,” she quickly adds, pointing a finger at you and narrowing her doe-like eyes.

“Of course,” you say, putting your hands up in surrender. “Anytime. You name it.”

“I’ll hold you to that. Now come on, or we’re gonna be late. And you don’t need any more blemishes on your record,” she says with a laugh, turning you around by your shoulders and leading the way to class.

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You manage to avoid your team over lunch, hiding yourself away in the library and trying to make good on the lie you told Nancy. You attempt to cram in some revision for your Chemistry test next week, until your brain feels heavy. The rest of the day drags after that.

When the bell rings to signify the end of the day, you all but skip out of the doors, glad to be done with it. You can’t wait to get home and have some much needed time on your own.

As you unlock your front door and step over the threshold, there’s the crisp crunch of envelopes under foot. You look down to see that you’re standing on the mail that’s waiting for you on the floor of the hallway. You bend down to pick up the letters and walk down the hall to the kitchen, flicking through them.

Your hands pause over one. There’s neat, curling handwriting on it, which you instantly recognise as Amber’s. You flip it over to see your school’s address stamped onto the back of the envelope. It must be to notify your mum of the detention.

Amber must have loved writing this, you think to yourself. You wonder if Billy had received one too, and what his parents would think. You don’t know anything about his parents. If he lives with his mum and dad, or if he has any siblings, even. You shake your head, trying to clear all thoughts of Billy from your mind.

You discard the rest of the letters on the kitchen table, then walk back through the hall to your sister’s door, still holding the one from your school. You throw your bag through your open bedroom door and onto your bed, where it bounces and slips off onto the floor with a thud. You sigh and turn round to face your sister’s bedroom door which, unlike yours, is closed. You lean your forehead against the wood and close your eyes.

“Hey,” you say softly, “I’m back.” As always, you feel like a small weight has been lifted.

You sit down on the carpeted floor of the hallway, facing her door, and cross your legs. You hold the letter up, showing it off.

“I know,” you say, “Ma’s going to kill me.” You drop the letter onto the floor in front of you. “Although, that might not be such a bad thing,” you mumble sarcastically to yourself. You grimace at what you just said and glance up at the door apologetically. “Sorry,”

You close your eyes and let out a long sigh. Opening them again, you drag a hand down your face.

“Although…” you say, looking down at the letter through your parted fingers, as a thought occurs to you. Your detention will be at the exact time you would normally have basketball practice.

You pick the letter up in both hands, chewing your bottom lip. Your eyes flick up to your sister’s door.

“Well, I can’t do it with you staring at me,” you say, standing up from your spot on the floor and going into your bedroom, closing the door behind you. You kick your school bag across the floor, out of the way, and sit on the edge of your bed, contemplating if this is the right thing to do.

It’ll be better this way, you think to yourself. Mum will never have to know.

And with that, you tear the letter in half.

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Chapter 6: coming soon

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Paint Me a Memory Chapter 21

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taglist cleanup

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So excited to share this amazing moodboard the incredible @sebastiansloserclub made for my new Billy Hargrove fic 'A Summer To Remember'!! Thank you so much sweetie! 💕💕💕 also, thanks for linking my fic, I really appreciate it 😊

A Summer To Remember fic inspired moodboard

This was requested by @alagalaska for her Billy Hargrove x Reader fic "A Summer To Remember" 💕 thank you so for requesting

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Tagged by: @gideongrace <3 

rules: bold everything that applies to you & tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better.

A P P E A R A N C E

I’m over 5′5″. I wear glasses/contacts. I have blonde hair. I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing. I have one or more piercings. I have at least one tattoo. I have blue/green eyes. I have dyed or highlighted my hair. I have gotten plastic surgery. I have or had braces. I sunburn easily. I have freckles. I paint my nails. I typically wear makeup. I don’t often smile. I am pleased with how I look. I prefer Nike to Adidas. I wear baseball hats backwards.

H O B B I E S  A N D  T A L E N T S

I play a sport. I can play an instrument. I am artistic. I know more than one language. I have won a trophy in some sort of competition. I can cook or bake without a recipe. I know how to swim. I enjoy writing. I can do origami. I prefer movies to tv shows. I can execute a perfect somersault. I enjoy singing. I could survive in the wild on my own. I have read a new book series this year. I enjoy spending time with friends. I travel during school or work breaks. I can do a handstand

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

I am in a relationship. I have been single for over a year. I have a crush. I have a best friend I have known for ten years. My parents are together. I have dated my best friend. I am adopted. My crush has confessed to me. I have a long distance relationship. I am an only child. I give advice to my friends. I have made an online friend. I met up with someone I have met online.

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I have heard the ocean in a conch shell. I have watched the sunrise. I enjoy rainy days. I have slept under the stars. I meditate outside. The sound of chirping calms me. I enjoy the smell of the beach. I know what snow tastes like. I listen to music to fall asleep. I enjoy thunderstorms. I enjoy cloud watching. I have attended a bonfire. I pay close attention to colors. I find mystery in the ocean. I enjoy hiking on nature paths. Autumn is my favorite season.

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I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle. I am the mom friend. I live by a certain quote. I like the smell of sharpies. I am involved in extracurricular activities. I enjoy Mexican food. I can drive a stick-shift. I believe in true love. I make up scenarios to fall asleep. I sing in the shower. I wish I lived in a video game. I have a canopy above my bed. I am multiracial. I am a redhead. I own at least three dogs

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🐍 Envious Lover 🐍

Summary: With no where else to go Loki has only one last option to save his home and that you. What can worst then going to your ex, a goddess of gods.

Loki x Reader ( goddess)

Word count: 3,733

⚠️WARNING ⚠️: Goddess being everyone goals, Loki being a jealous sassy boy, Thor being his adorable self, sassy reader , goddess reader, I little of bow chicka wow wow, angst, and a lot more I can’t remember

A/N: I wrote this for the @finleyjayne rainbow writing challenge. I have dyslexia so if something wrong please tell me. This is also my first fanfic I have ever wrote. I had a lot of fun and I just gain more respect then I had before for fanfic writers. Thanks to @kity for pushing me to do it. Also thanks to @hellcaster901 @deceitfuldevout @linkispink1995 for being wonderful to me during this process ❤️ you guys. Alright enjoy and CONGRATULATIONS TO FIN for this wonderful achievement!!!!! ( also check out master list for some goodies)

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You stood tall like a stem of beauty. Your hair was glowing with a dark lust in the bright dying sun. You were a mystery. Your eyes were keepers of souls and secrets, and your voice was made of silky waves of desire. You were a siren and with one sound– even one as quiet as a whimper or soft moan– any man would be forevermore trapped in your grasp.

“Who, father, should I give a good night kiss for such a surprise? Cry of a tear as the lady finds such men without a breath,” you asked softly as you walked down the hallway covered in ivy. Loki rolled his eyes. He couldn’t deny you were the woman of his dreams. Unfortunately, he was also far too stubborn to ever admit this.

You were still bitter after the untimely death of your fiancé. You spent your days hosting high-end balls and festivities. You spent your nights playing with the hearts and passions of the endless stream of men begging to please you.

“Aren't you the whore of all things gold,” Loki said, his words laced with sweet venom.

“You know, when I was born of triumph at the end of all galaxies, my mother looked me dead in my eyes and told me that I was dangerous. Want to know why little boy?

“Oh please do tell me why, pet,” he said as he rolled his eyes. He was intrigued by you and the idea that you had a bit of a dark side only made him want you more, but of course, the god of mischief wouldn’t let you know that you had power over him.

“Because even though I may look like only possession or pet, I am more. So much more in fact that all gods come to me. They bow down to me, pray to me, and hope that I bestow my love onto them. Whenever there is no one left, I am their sole hope and their end. As they sleep at night in a room full of guards, they are unaware of how easily I could slip inside their room and slit their throat. How easily I could sink my teeth into their necks. How much I want to inject them with the green venom that drips from my painted lips. They have no idea how precarious their situation is whenever they are in my presence.” You said as you glared down at him.

“And do you kill them?” Loki asked as he cleared his throat. You smirked at him as you sensed his fear and attraction to you.

“Maybe one day you will know the answer to that question. Until then, all you need to know is this: I am not a whore of all things gold as you say. I am hope and peril all wrapped into one. I am an empress. You are in my kingdom. So act as such,” you said as you walked past him. Your head held high as you ambled into a garden full of gold and green.

He turned to follow you and tried to act as disinterested as he could, but the sway of your hips made him feel the blood rush to his face and other parts as well. With each step closer he could hear the loud boom of commotion. There was loud music drifting through the air. It was another party. Loki knew that while you basked in a lively and over the top way of life and love from admirers, it was all just a facade. That victorious smile and eyes that sparkled with grave darkness told him everything he needed to know. You were just like him: alone.

“You say such harsh words. Are you not going to enjoy such a garish party? What is the cause of the celebration today? Oh, I know! It must be that you got a brand new pair of shoes or a tiara maybe,” Loki said with a cocky smirk. He was trying to egg you on because if he can get you angry maybe you will reveal what he suspects to be behind that mask of yours.

You walked by a pond in the center of your garden and gently sat on a rock. Below you, your reflection looks back at you, judging you with a mirror of truth. Your long dainty fingers with gold claw-like nails dip a few fingers in it to disturb its image. He wondered if you had even cared enough to listen to his words.

“Do you know why I love this pond?” You asked, not waiting for an answer before you continue. “It has to do with the unpredictability and volatility of life. Everything can change. It only takes a second for the odds to flip to another’s favor, but this,” you looked up into his dark eyes. “It always remains the same.”

You took your hand out of the water, “You came for an alliance and my loyalty is with you, as always, but this time it can’t be against him,” you said and pointed at Thor, who was too busy playing with the snake in his hands to notice. You smiled at the gentle playfulness of this giant. Even with all he had been through and everything he still will endure he remained the same hopeful man as before.

“Isn’t she gorgeous? It was a present from your dear brother. It follows me as I go. Just like the one who gave it,” you said laying back with lust in your eyes. Loki licked his lips as you gave him a seductive wink. He took a deep breath as he tried to ignore the way that seeing you like this made him feel. You were flirtatious by nature, and you loved taunting and provoking men until they go mad.

“We come here in the hope that you assist us in fighting our dear long lost sister, Hela. Surprisingly, she’s more of a pest than you,” Loki said as he tried to gain back control and push you further away.

“Did you know that once your dear brother turned into a nasty green snake in order to scare off my suitors? He stopped when one of them tried to catch and cook him. After that he cried like a baby for hours,” you said with a smile.

“Oh, Thor. Do you mind giving me and Loki some time to talk? There’s ale and a huge feast inside. Do make yourself at home, love,” you said, your eyes not leaving Loki’s.

“Yes, my lady. Brother, I feel this lady can be the woman of your dreams and maybe make love by the fire on her bear fur rug in her chambers.” Thor said gently, putting the snake down. Loki’s face burns red as the embarrassment of him talking in his sleep and you find out what he dreams of is revealed.

“You idiot! You’re not supposed to repeat that out loud,” Loki hissed.

Even though your face remained neutral, you took enormous pleasure at this new revelation. Your mind returned to the sensual thoughts which you had had for years. You pushed your shoulders back and walked close to Loki and turned to whisper in his ear, “who knew red was such a beautiful color on you.”

You laughed as you watched Loki once again struggle to find words. You placed a small four-leaf clover behind his ear and gently placed your hand on his cheek. It had been so long since you last felt each other’s touch. After one touch it all came rushing back. All the long nights in the thrill of a secret affair. Loki's hands followed yours. Hands rough from many years of labor he went through wrapped tightly around yours.

“I’m sorry it took me so long, my dear. Things didn’t go to plan as I hoped. I thought of you every long night,” Loki said placing his lips to the back of your soft hand.

“I could tell you that you dress like a poser. You try too hard. Not like a king you are destined to be. Still, you gallop around making a joke of me. Playing pretend. I waited and had to be chosen as a bride you know,” you said in a deep tone. For such an innocent and gorgeous woman, any man or beast would be fearful if they ever tried to cross you. That in itself made him obsessed with you. His other hand dipped behind you and brought you closer to him.

“I know. You know your mine and still, you choose to always play with me. I may be the god of tricks but I don’t like it when I’m trick on. Sad that fool had an untimely death Huh” Loki said with eyes full of ideas.

Your eyes flutter a bit through your thick long lashes before biting Loki's finger. Giggling a bit you pull away and turn a few times, your gorgeous evening gown turning into a forest green cocktail dress.

“You made me shear tears. I promise you that won’t ever happen. If so I turn you into my plaything like that “you said snapping your finger before walking towards the party.

Mumbling under his breath he ran after you. Before you could step foot into the grand ballroom Loki turned you against the wall and held you tight. Those eyes turn darker than the midnight sky. Lips parted just for a before snapping back in place. Everything about him so addicting.

“Pouting and snapping your fingers doesn’t look so flattering on you. I’m done with this chat. You're a fool with tiny tricks, maybe you could do some for entertainment. Once you grow up then I shall speak to you only when you're being reasonable, Loki!” you said before storming off. That right there drove Loki over the edge. Even with all his tricks and harsh words you always cave in but not this time. You meant what you said. Even your eyes smile all used to be the brightest for him. No matter what you were always on his side. Maybe this world you create shape was more a prison than a simple paradise he first imagines.

Most of the night he couldn’t find you in the sea of people. Till he hears a familiar laugh echoing throughout the room. Rubbing his forehead he prays to high gods alike that he wasn’t embarrassing himself.

To his surprise, it was far from it. Thor stood in the center of attention telling stories lively of battle he played a role in. What made Loki's eye twitch just a little bit more was who Thor had to hug tight to his side but you. You laugh at the mimicry of everyone around you. As if you could feel his eyes on you playfully slap Thor peck before wiping a tear from his eye and feed him another green grape. Hand resting on his chest rubbing little circles laughing.

Loki had to think for a second each time you found someone or thing to replace him he would find ways to either manipulate them to leave or just got rid of them altogether. Could he do that to Thor? Hell yes with the pleasure she might take care of two problems once and for all. But he had more pain than you and his dear dopy brother.

“Oh, Loki. Sweetheart. Please come, your brother was just telling us of a green giant they call a Hulk and it's smashing you like a rag doll” you said into your glass of champagne.

Letting out a deep breath. He looks at the two very disappointed. “That beast is far too dangerous than most beasts you ever saw. You too would be a stump. Pet” Loki said with his arms cross over each other tapping his foot.

“I don’t know. What bolt here telling me isn’t so bad. Sounds cute” You said in a baby voice with a hand on your hip and a resting bitch face.

He glances around before grabbing a glass of green champagne and gulping it in one sit. They had no time to play. All this time could be spent figuring a way to save their land before it is too late. Throughout the night he watches as you gracefully walk around talking laughing ignoring him.

“Dear brother if my time on Earth has proven any knowledge besides they are helpless beings. This thing they call emotions. Lady Jane and my fellow teammates talk a great deal. Maybe if you say I’m sorry for whatever she will forgive you instead of demanding her and her attention solely on you” Thor said drinking some ale.

“Do I look like a lost puppy like you? I can do many things but to apologize to her when she should be but in my debt for me of all things but to fancy her. No, I -“ he stops when he sees you slip away from the party “will do that right now,” Loki said running off after you.

With a gentle touch of green smoke, you disappear before his eyes. Well, this wasn’t something he didn’t see coming. Hours he spent looking high and low far and near for you. Before he finally decides to give up he saw a dim light at the end of the emerald cover walls hallway. A familiar song melody dances in the air. The closer he got he could see your back through the crack in the door as you look at something in your hands.

“If you're going to lurk, at least be slick with it,” you said, your back still facing him.

“Wasn’t looking for you, more like a bathroom. For a fortress, there aren't many. I want to leave one last surprise for you” Loki said, leaning against the door, locking it.

You roll your eyes and walk by a gold satin curtain. A second later arriving from behind with a more revealing outfit. Loki's eyes nearly his socket when you face your backside towards him.

You comb your hair I’m in front of a mirror, “What Thor said earlier is that truth, do you wanna take me raw on my Kermode fur rug? You old kinkster” you look at him through the mirror while combing your luxuriant hair.

You said one thing, but your tone meant another. God how he wishes it didn’t work the way it did. From the innocent but deadly eyes to the way your hands play with your hair, to the way your mouth moves when you speak. God was he in trouble. But he needs you right now. Maybe it was more than he thought or wanted to admit.

Before he knew it you had gotten up and was standing chest to chest to him. Reaching close you look up in his piercing sad but serene eyes then glance to his moist lips. SLAP Loki curses under his breath as he looks at you glared into your eyes. Raising a finger he frowned a bit, “are you out your mind” he hissed. You shrugged your shoulder and smiled, bitting down on your gold frost nail.

“No, I am. I told you that rage and anger will get you nowhere. How dare y-” before you could finish your rant Loki grab you by the waist and shove his mouth onto yours.

Shock by this action you tumble back onto that so rub with him. Even as the pain rushed through your backside you didn’t care as you grabbed tight to his back clawing tight. Marking him. Your mouth dancing with his sucking the air out of one another. His hand slipping to the back and unclipping your green with a gold trimming bra. With his pale long fingers trail his hand from your waist up to cup you breast gently as he left bite marks onto your neck. A deep breathless moan came out as you grabbed onto his long black hair. Looking up to your eyes he smirks and starts to continue to attack your body with such pleasure. “How dare you make me have to come back and you go flaunt yourself around. I thought we both knew your mine and not one else” he said biting down right below your left boob.

“Fuck Loki shut up for once and continue what you're doing. You never officially told me I was yours as you left me behind. So....S...Stop your whinnying” you said pulling him closer to you and bit his neck.

“But you’re wrong before I left I gave you that ring on your finger. Love and that means your mines, not your idiotic ex and most definitely not goodie two shoe brother, Thor’s” Loki said in a scathing tone.

One hand grips tightly around your neck as the other gently grabs some fat off your thigh. Your body curves into his touch begging for more. Each breath was shorter than the last sweat dripping down his forehead. And right as Loki ripped off your thong, you pushed yourself so that you were on top straddling his lap gazing down at him. A huge grin appeared as you grab both hands and move them above his head, your hips rocking back and forth as you kiss him, each one pulling more and more force with it. Instead of moans and curse words, you giggle softly.

“Say it. Say what I want to hear and I’m yours no more games tricks and lies. Say it and this thing you're so proud of would be more than costume jewelry. I will be yours forever and I would stand by you as you become victorious my true king” You hissed. His eyes darkened as he watched you continue to attack him with each hump. Stars of the night started to fulfill his vision and he could see green mist cover the ceiling. Before he could say anything else a cruel comment or a backhanded compliment he shouts out your name. So loud even those in your party could hear it. Thor looks around and smiles into his cup knowing that once the act is done not only would he be in favor of his dear grumpy brother but owe many thanks to you.

Loki looks up to you from the floor both of you basking in such glory after hours of nonstop pleasure. Turning onto his side he leaned his hand on his head and watch you, sitting at your vanity table. You were rubbing lotion with gold leads onto your smooth skin. What he imagines and what happened was way beyond his dreams. Even he has to admit maybe leaving you so long ago was a bad mistake. One he hopes to never do again.

With that, he decided it was the time of being a fool, and once again the man the king loves to hear you say he is.

“My love stopped what you are doing and looked at me. I have something far more important than that” he said taking your tiny hands into his. You look at him with such awe and desire.

“I am not one to say such words or to admit such things. I grew up in this world alone feeling like I was more a burden than a child. With all this, I grew darker as tar. My heart was cold as ice. Even with that, you love me. Even when I’m thrown down and laughed at, you show over and over your loyalty. For so long I thought it didn’t matter. Hell-bent to not cave into their ways. But as I made my journey to that world my brother fell so in love with, I then realized my mistake. I thought if I can be a ruler of one world alone. Worried you won't see me as fit as your husband. Instead, I was lonely and felt deep into the darkness you are so gracious to help me from. I even miss the friendly banter I and my brother have a share. In all I’m sorry. You're not only my pet but my queen. And I hope you huh show you for the rest of my days” Loki said onto his knees pleading.

Coming close you place a gentle kiss him on the lips. Looking up with a huge smile. Finally hearing the words you've wanted to hear for centuries. Loki took your ring and moved it to the wedding finger and picked you up. Your arms wrap tight around his neck pepper kissing him giggling like a little child.

“Loki you silly slick snake. I made up my mind I was coming with you the second you step foot onto my land. This world has been lonely and parties are no fun without you. And I hate that sister of yours and would love to see her eyes as she takes her last breath. And while your dear brother is busy with her we can plan to take over. Once and for all. With you finally king and me by your side as queen. Now let me go so I can collect my prize from Thor. And we can be on our way” you said with a wicked grin on your face.

“YOU WHAT!”Loki said, stunned but also turned on by the trick you played on him.

Touching his cheeks she nodded yes.

“Thor and I had a bet. After he asks me to be a part of this club of yours revengers. He thought as a stubborn prince you would last longer and I said within the hour. I will always know you better than you do yourself” you said pitching him cheek a little.

Shock not only did you trick him but you got his brother enlisted as well with your plan.

“I can’t believe you got me. You naughty pet you. I should punish you for this or maybe I will reward you” Loki said.

Getting up you waltz across the room to the bathroom and turn, “Oh dear prince. Let us take care of this pest problem then you can do with me as you please.” You blow him a kiss and a flirtatious wink before disappearing into the bathroom.

He always thought his true home was Asgard but it was you.

[yuyungi]

Any one shot suggestions/ blog suggestions? I need stuff to read while isolated lol

Sorry it took so long to answer this, my mind pulled a blank for a hot minute. I haven't sat and read anything properly in awhile, which I need to get back on track with.

I'm gonna list a couple blogs and link a few masterlists for you.

One of my all time favourite Bucky fics is Pretty In The Windowsill by @marvhellove - it still makes me so soft 🥺

Anything by @lets-hargroove - but these 2 series are incredible: Losing My Religion - Billy Hargrove x Reader and Almost Lost - Billy Hargrove x Reader. 🥺

Here's @mushyjellybeans Masterlist - this is one I'm starting to go through and read fics from 💖

My Masterlist 👀 they're not great but I gotta to a self plug

Here are some blogs who write that you should check out: @cametobuyplums, @sebbbystaaan, @crushedbyhyperbole, @alagalaska, @fandomoneshots-imagines, @mermaidxatxheart - there are so many more talented people on here, I'd be here for ages listing them all - I'm sorry if I missed anyone. 🙊

I hope this list is ok for you Anon ❤

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Oh gosh, @alagalaska ! You are too good to me! And I am honestly dying for all these little yoda memes. They kill me. But this one is now my favourite hahaha and shiiiiet. Yeah. I need to get on writing the epilogue for L&W. pluuuuus finishing off Fated and Twitter Drunk 🤣🤦🏻‍♀️ I’m shitting allllll over the bed lately hahha damn. My bad!

Thanks for thinking of me on this. And I can’t wait for all your future comments on my crazy stories haha

❤️❤️❤️

has this been done yet?

[mermaidxatxheart]

Paint Me a Memory Chapter Nine

Okay. Here’s chapter 9. I’ll keep this short and sweet. I’m listening to Box of Oddities podcast while I post this. Anyone else listen? Shout out to @heli0s-writes​  @imaginingbucky​ @seasaurusrrex​ for writing such amazing stories and being such amazing people. Thanks to @everythingisoverrated​ for always putting up with me even though I’m being a whiny, pathetic, emotional mess. @captainsteveevans​ for this amazing mood board that I still can’t stop looking at. It’s gorgeous.

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Warning: fluff, probably a gross amount of it, and most likely swearing. Also, a lot of posts about marble because it’s amazing. Also, I know nothing about cultures and cultural food, but I like to learn. If I get anything wrong, just let me know.

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About a Bruise*

Summary: After months of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

Warnings: Smut. Oral sex. Facial.

A/N: 1.5k words. Happy Monday, here’s Stevie G! Part 2 HERE

He’s never had it like this.

Steve Rogers still gets butterflies when he undresses in front of you. Carved out of marble by the precise and masterful hand of Erskine’s serum, yet he still stands a little hunched, a little conscious of himself.

You’re confident. In him, more than anything. 

You’ve always been the instigator, or at least played the part. Steve’s nerves don’t eclipse his lust, no. But they do make him careful.

Too careful.

Gentle sex only. He holds you like an infant in need of swaddling. Kisses you slow and soft like your lips are buttercream. You love it, but sometimes you want to coax something else out of Captain America.

Something baser. Darker.

So, you get on your knees one opportune night after he gets a sip of Asgardian mead. Liquid courage— just a little.

After months of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

“Anything.” He whispers. Your eyes are swimming pools engulfed in dusk and midnight— shimmering secrets. He’d do anything. Especially when you’re kissing his thighs and raking your nails over the fabric of his jeans like that.

Steve hardly wants to fuck with the lights on. But he’s caught off-guard and buzzing.

“Will you—” A playful bite and it makes him gasp. “Will you come on my face?”

He catches himself against a counter, legs feeling like jelly. “Wh-what?”

Your hands unbuckle his belt, still supplicated with chin on his knee, “You said anything...”

It’s filthy. Your thighs clench in anticipation. The impeding moment where Steve bites his lip, squeezes his eyes shut and grunts— god, you love that sound. Ragged. Overwhelmed. Always too short. You want to hear it more often.

A muffled jingle as you slide the denim down and marvel at the way his cock rises from his boxers. Majestic, heavy, wondrous thing. You love it and he rarely lets you get a good look at it. Shy boy.

He’s blushing pink when you slip it off, letting the tip brush against your cheek. You nose the underside of him, hands up and down his strong legs. He smells warm and musky. Lovely, like always.

Steve’s tilts his head limp over his back.

He shudders when you begin with your tongue first before eager lips stretch to fit him, guiding until he’s nestled in your mouth. And then you move, deliberately measured, building a lazy pace, sluicing him up with spit.

 “Ah, shit…” Steve’s words are already betraying him. You smile as his cock pops out of your mouth.

“How’s that? Still wanna go to bed?” Thick lashes framing glittering doe-eyes peer up at him. Purposely coy. “Or do you want to stay here?”

He returns to himself. Dazed, he blinks at the bright lights and the glossy tiled floor. The marble countertop of the sink where he grips like a lifeline.

The guest restroom down the hall. Turn a corner and twenty people are sitting on couches, drinking cocktails and cajoling. Your mouth back on him wipes the thoughts from his brain.

Squelching when you push him back past your molars, crushing your tongue.

You slide him out, voice hoarse and breathy and it chills him to the bone the way you whisper, “Door’s not even locked. Someone could come in at any time.”

With a two-handed fisting, you squeeze deft strokes, slippery with saliva. It’s amazing, he thinks, how you look so innocent while doing the kinds of things he tries not to think about in public. A determined suck and you cup his balls. Fuck, he loves that. Won’t say it, but you know it, too.

“Make me look so pretty with your come on my face.”

Even though he’s the one jammed halfway down your esophagus, Steve chokes. It stirs him, and your eyebrow raises the same time he pulses. Improper for Captain America to be turned on by that, isn’t it?

He sees the twinkle in your eye. Knows you know. Knows he’s fucked.

He’s trying to be as quiet as possible while you work, but his heart is beating too fast, breath snagged between his teeth and lungs on fire. All the blood pumping out of his heart is going straight down—and damn it, he’s so fucking hard. Always so hard with you.

“Jesus Christ. Oh, fuck, honey.” Bad words from such a good boy.

Coquettish licks on his head contrast the feverish grip of your hands. One is curled tight at his base, the other moving irresponsibly fast, fingers crooked and pistoning over the rest. The restroom is silent like a tomb, and he imagines that the echo might bounce all the way out into the goddamn yard. Maybe he doesn’t care, though.

A kiss to the tip before you rub your cheek on his thigh like a cat. Steve’s hips begin to rock, hungry for more when you slow. His palm plants itself on the side of your head, fingers twined through the updo you’d fashioned your locks into a few hours ago. “Don’t stop.”

There it is. That dark thing.

He’s never fucked like this.

Suddenly bold because he’s at the end of his rope and about to blow—completely collapse and pour down your throat and all over that pretty dress you chose to wear to the party. Little cherries, long-hemmed, low-cut. You’ve set an entire trap he willingly fell into.

Hooded blue eyes meet yours, looking down the bridge of his nose, lips parted to match. Panting. Grunting. Shedding his golden boy skin and turning savage. “You want this, sweetheart?”

You nod and bite your lip, exhilarated smile stretching out from the sides of your teeth. Steve fists your hair until you yelp at the sting. He slaps your hands away, hisses at the strands of viscous dribble sliding down your forearms and takes over.

You gasp when he presses his cock against your face, rubbing it right over rosy cheeks you’d perfectly applied blush to. Over the contours of your jaw, your eyebrows. A slap of it to your chin.

Nasty. Filthy. Delicious. Bad boy.

Stutters from his throat, ragged murmurs, clipped consonants of curse words and taunts—You want it? Yeah? You want this all over your face, pretty girl? Fuck. What if someone walks in? Someone’s gonna see—ah… Gonna see you takin’ my big load.

And it’s the shocked silence of your astonished eyes and falling-open mouth that does him in. Rendered speechless that he’s yanking your head back-- and the tiny wince—the split second that your face jerks—he’s done for.

There it is. That sound you’ve been hungry to hear. Steve Rogers snarling like an animal as he leans into a final pump, hips juddering forward into his fist, fixed on the way your face receives him. And goddamn, he thinks.

He’s never loved a girl like you.

Pretty as a painting, with thick strokes of creamy white in heavy diagonal lines. You catch some in your mouth, lick it off your lips, giggle blissfully at the tang.

Knees still planted on the floor, and as Steve regains his senses, he’s glad your dress is long tonight.

-

On the couch, you sit one leg crossed over the other, chin on your fist as you listen to Wanda tell a story. Bright and alert, laughing along to all the right jokes. Bucky hands you a drink before he makes his way back to Steve by the pool table.

“Gone a long time.” He mentions casually.

“What’s that?”

Bucky pauses behind the rim of his whiskey, “I said, you were gone a long time. Came back lookin’ a little rough around the edges.”

“Hm.” He probably does look a little rough, even after you combed your fingers through his hair and smoothed the wrinkles from his jeans. Kissed his mouth and he could still smell that pungent sweetness on your skin after you rinsed.

Bucky watches him shoot and sink two solids, catches your eyes across the room roaming. Steve’s so drawn to you that he perks up a little naturally.

New love. A little wild at the seams, tearing the good Captain America to wicked little pieces in your hands. Bucky laughs quietly because it’s about damn time.

Fresh-faced, more beautiful than before, Steve thinks. Hair down and fluffy-full, haphazardly settled in place. He can’t help but stare. A little red smudge on the corner of your eye when you scrubbed the mascara off, running along with him down your cheek. It’s still swollen like the plump edges of your lips from overwork. He swallows thickly, catches himself thinking too much on it.

From across the room, you find his ruddy cheeks and hold him in a knowing gaze. Then, your tongue slips out shamelessly—with Bucky in the audience and all—and you lick the corners of your mouth. Naughty.

The butterflies so faithful to his tummy flutter at the sight. Whirlwind flapping growing in a darkening storm. You, in the center of his hurricane on all fours.

Bad, bad boy.

Steve finds himself wondering about your red knees under the dress and how long they might take to bruise.

-

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During lockdown all the days started to blend together and I lost my enthusiasm for writing, reading, anything really. Even forgot to send you all some love to celebrate the end of the working week 🤦‍♀️ So please accept this display of wetsuit-clad Aussie beefcake as my way of saying hi, I’m finally feeling like myself again!

Anyway, hope you are all doing ok and dealing with all the shit that life is handing out at the moment. Virtual hugs to all 😘

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Of Two Minds Finale Sneak Peek

Seeing as I am not getting much writing done tonight (I was hoping to have this chapter out tonight) I decided to share this little sneak peek with you. I hope it gets you all excited for the last chapter of the fic. Let me know what you think! And enjoy. xoxo    Masterpost

The elevator doors open, and you look out to find Steve moving towards it, dragging a flustered looking nurse with him.

The shy rosy flush in her cheeks tells you that she would have gone anywhere he’d be willing to lead her.

You can’t blame her. His torso is squeezed into Bucky’s slightly too small shirt, his butt nice and tight and wrapped in Bucky’s smaller than Steve needs sweats. His hair is a mess. Bedhead to the max. He’s looks so damn adorable that you love him just a bit more for freaking out on you and giving you this heavenly image.

You can’t blame her. But you do.

Mine.

Your mind thinks randomly, recovering from your confusion fairly quickly with the sight of Steve before you.

Bucky chuckles, and you look up at him as he walks towards Steve.

“What?” You ask him.

“I didn’t know you were so easy to make jealous.” He teases.

Your cheeks burn but you glare unfairly at the nurse as she stops at the sight of you in Bucky’s arms. She’s startled, all signs of her own flustered state gone.

“You’re both mine.” You growl, under your breath, feeling feisty and irritable because of your leg.

“Y/N?” Steve gasps, moving towards you and Bucky. “Why did you move her? What if you hurt her more?”

“She’s okay, Steve. Here. Take her.” Bucky kisses your temple but then passes you off to Steve who eagerly takes you into his arms.

He sighs, relieved to be holding you maybe? Then presses his lips to the side of your head to hold a long sorrowful kiss.

“I’m okay, Steve. Really. The pain is less now but I do think we’ll have to get it x-rayed again.” You’re pretty sure that the cast will need to be re-set too.

“This way.” The nurse’s cheeks are flushed again, this time surprised. Probably because Bucky had kissed you and now Steve is kissing you. Word is going to travel fast.

“I’m sorry, hon. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He sighs, walking after her, moving for an exam room to wait for a doctor.

“Hey, it coulda been me too, Punk. Stop taking all the credit.” Bucky tells him, walking slightly behind the two of you, staring at your face.

You turn to look over Steve’s broad shoulders at him. He smiles at you.

Are these real smiles? You wish you could be truly sure that Bucky is okay with this. He resisted it for so long, pushed you away harshly, because he couldn’t deal with the thought of you and Steve together. Yet, here he is now, passing you off to Steve. Kissing you while you’re in Steve’s arms.

He hadn’t even said anything about Steve being in the bed with you two.

With the worry clearly etched on your face, Bucky relaxes his smile, knowing full well where your mind must be.

“It’s okay.” He tells you.

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👨‍🍳# FOODIE👨‍🍳

#Foodie, Part 2

Summary: Something happening in Easter Hills. Something that effecting everyone under the surface. Could this just be a phase a trick that no one can shack off? Is this something that will pass with another or can we all be heading for destruction

Declaimer: #Foodie has some curse words, blood, making out, and maybe a dead body or 2??. Also, I do have dyslexia who happens to do her own proof reading so be easy with me!!!

A/N:So who would think after doing a love story I go be switching it up to some sci-fi. Let me know what you think or want to be added to the taglist. Or simple to sit my butt down and stop with the dramatics xoxo Tia

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2 weeks later 

My fingers intertwined with his as he locks and kisses them. He doesn’t know I know but he a snuggle monster the reject monster from Sesame Street. Another secret I love it. We haven’t had much time as I will hope with one another. Even though he was back from the war he still was working as deputy while he was home. I pout like a two-year-old who got denied a brand new toy from a toy store. But we made it work. He moves me close as he whispers praise in my ear in his deep voice that makes me shiver a cool chill.

I only had 15 minutes left of my break with him. God how I miss him. After Janet left me teary-eyed in the abandoned hallway apart of me felt I was in old westerns like I was waiting for her around and draw her guy. That night he came over and hold me as I cried into his strong chest hands wrap as far as I could around his broad shoulders. Each night I founded my self there. Even if I was asleep he sneaks in and holds me. Letting me know he was never gonna leave me. 

He looks down into my eye out time coming to an end with a bit of sorrow regret. Hopping up so I can reach his face I pepper kiss him with each hop. Watching as his smile spread from ear to ear he loves when I did this be my silly tiny self. Knowing he always be my savior. His eyes were dark like midnight sky but were as bright as the sun. Others wouldn’t see this wouldn’t think he was more than a brick wall but he was more. Just like me more than meets the eye. Each day I’m happy god loves me to bring him to me. Bring me someone that made me feel things I never did before. 

“ I gotta go. I was only supposed to drop off another animal to you, baby “ He said in muffled from my lips. 

Lending back hold his hands close , “ Yeah but it was you who  wanted to start kissing me. I’m only here to basket it all this”.

This was been a familiar thing the last two weeks animals found dead somewhere or sick with some type of rabies. Blood from Mr. Fuzzy Bear only adds to the mystery. Blood work consists of an unfamiliar source. I went anymore I know and even the internet god the internet. After weeks of looking non stop trying to find anything to make me more at ease. NOTHING. I wanted to express this to KP but he only tells me to stop worrying.

“ BABY” KP tickle me under my underarms. I twitch and almost trip. “ I was talking and you did that moody thing you do. Is this Janet” he asked. YES NO I DONT KNOW I rub my forehead gently and peek up at him and nod.

I hate lying most importantly very bad at it. Even though he knew it was more he still allowed it to be, this time. 

“ I am taking you out. Show you off. Remind folks who you belong too. Which means I want you to be out this little head of yours. Janet she many things but all with reasoning. Give her time didn’t you say she nods at you other days” KP said. God his voice.

“ Your right probably PMS. Or something. Where we going” I asked looking down. I could hear my name-calling for me and some chaos.

“IAASC I KNOW HE SEXY EYE CANDY BUT GET YOUR ASS IN HERE-OW” Ethan scream out. I giggle and peck his cheek and ran off.

“ I CALL YOU ILY “ I shouted over my shoulder.

He ruffles his thick black hair across his hands as she smirks at me.

“ILY2” He said.

Everything was like walking into the war zone. Ethan was sitting on a chair holding her arm that was gushing blood out and Casey walking back and forth. I swipe up a rabies shot and quickly gave it to her and took her arms into my arms to looks at it. So much blood my arms got painted red. With a finger snap, Casey passes me the 1st aid kit as I dress the wound. Ethan was laughing all while. After thanking Casey ask sending her off for a break treating her like my child even though she was twice my age I gave the tickle me Ethan my attention.

“ You need to go to the hospital. That looks nothing like something seen before where the animal that did it” I asked looking around.

“ Killed it” She said like it was nothing. My eyebrow bent at this as I look her.

“ I need to call KP back he and sheriff can come over and help” I said pulling my phone out my pocket.

“Shit that fucker a bitch. I go okay I go I’m fine I go later. You did everything right by the way. It’s dead. We take it to the trash and that it” She said then look at me finally. I was a mess. To say the least. I bit the corner of my cheek till it bleeds and the iron the mint of him I was chewing on earlier.

Her eyes look glassy and she had a gentle sweat coming down her forehead. Didn’t it bit her not even a half-hour ago? I walk over and grab the bloody towels and help her up to sit down in her office under the AC. Closing the door I look hands it still had traces of her blood on it. I close my eyes and tried to relax. Taking deep breaths I went over to the sink and started to scrum till my hands were bright red from the friction.

“ Is she alright? “ Casey asks poking her head into the exam room. I peak over and back at my hands.

“ Yeah, she huh. Resting. Hey, what even happen that was so like the strange right” I said adding extra words to sound like I wasn’t just obsessing over it.

Casey pulled out a cigarette from her pocket and pluck it in her mouth getting ready to share something.

“ While you were outside smacking lips with Mr fuck for brains and takeout outside” she stops and looks at me.

“ I was upfront talking to Rachel about our lasted book club meeting. And she was talking about this new craze when one of the animals that came in just bounced up to life and start making sounds hissing and shit. Went sideways. The animal was acting all crazy like Bob does when he drank that moonshine and whiskey during October fair of 2003. Anyway, I rushed back and she was swinging at it with a paperweight” she said raking in another inhale of her cigarette. With a few coughs and tap, she looks around before talking some more.

“ You know a lot of shit been happening around here. I have been here all my life sadly and I would know. You know what it is huh?” She said putting her cigarette out with the bottom of her shoe. “ Damn Liberals. Probably put some damn glitter dusk on shit and made folks all crazy “She said as if it was a known fact. Did I not mention she a bit of a blowup doll racist. Try to explain to her just because I look Spanish doesn’t mean I am. Now she always says Ho Lay. Like that means something more than being a bitch. But she Casey and there no one like her.

“ You never know. So where is it now the animal ” I said drying my hands?

“ Out in the front. Sucker ugly mug tosses a blanket over it” Casey said nodding to the front. I nod and look around trying to let everything sit. Before she could walk off I without even thinking grab tight to her arm and pulled her into a hug. My hand ran up and down as I hold her tight.

“ Stay safe. Cas” I said. She chuckled and pat my back before going. I don’t know why I did it. Maybe a part of me knew something was gonna happen. That I was about to head down a steep drop something I will never be able to recover from.

The animal or what was left of it was like Casey said a mess. Scattered with its brains and head mushed. I poke it a few times before taking my pocket knife and stabbing it in the brain just in case. I wasn’t trying to live my life in a horror film. When I took the knife back out there was a strange goo mix with the blood. What the fuck I whisper to myself as I knee down and got closer to look. Just like I thought it was just like Mr. Fuzzy Bear. This was not a dog and this in on ways was a house pet. How strange how can two things so far from one another by going through the same thing. Can it be a generic trait from mammals? Or animals?

Ethan was quiet for the rest of the night. She didn’t move out of her office and when she did she was still sweating and shivering. I knew I promise KP not to worry but I couldn’t.

Me: Promise not to laugh but I have a question

Mi Amore: Haha what up sweetie

Me: Have there been any strange animal behavior or attacks? I know I’m coo-coo 😛😛

Mi Amore: 🤔 idk. Yeah, old man, Nick has been coming about some behavior. But that’s about it. Ur not crazy just crazy beautiful. Y??

Me: Remember when I was called in. Ethan got bite by a stray animal. Just wondering. I miss U  💋 💋 💋 

Mi Amore: Never stop. If you promise to stop worrying I keep an eye on it. And stop by to check out on Ethan tonight or tomorrow. Alright babe

Me: Kk thnx KP 

Mi Amore: ILY let me know when you get home

Me: ILY2  😘

Old man Nick was crazy still believing that aliens were never in Roswell but here. But his word is not so reliable he is married to his chicken Cheryl. I paced around that night in my room thinking trying not to think. He was right I need to stop worrying. I pulled out my pink paper and my fuzzy pens from my desk and sat on my bed and starting to write. Could me not having Janet be making me acting like an old man Nick, god I hope not. So I did what KP did and after my letter to Janet, I decided to not worry about it.

My feet bounce from one to another as I ran across the neighborhood. I felt a bit of sweat coming from under my lavender purple sports bra and forehead. Hair swinging from left to right right to left as I power through. In theory, if I wanted to I could run my whole town form one end to another. Music blast though my Bluetooth Air Pods. As I turn I reach Bloom Ave I made a quick left and push through till I reach a familiar two-story house at the end of the dead street. It sits back in the dirt a bit with a few stubs in the ground that somehow went perfect with the grey clay outer skeleton with huge windows and white curtains and a bright red wooden door. No cars in the driveway weren’t unfamiliar. Janet's mom or body double was always out at the local bar on some table dancing talking about her glory days. Janet hates that and even though she never told a soul she always fears she becomes that. Be stuck in the middle of nowhere no love and memories of when life was fearless Couldn’t ever be like that I told her as sat back on a black and white blanket sipping on my organic lemonade. She smiles and asks why. Because I will be there no quicksand right. She smiles and nods no quicksand.  I wipe my eyes as I came up to the front porch. I knock a few times before I gave up. Hail Mary twisting my neck a bit I look around to the empty street. From the corner of my eye, I could see the shades move. I turn my head around so quickly I got dizzy. I ran towards the window and tap at it. Trying to look in. It was blurry but I can dang sure I saw someone. I called out and bang it a few times. She was not gonna answer. With a exhale I turn and leaned against the window and slide till I was on the ground. I never gave up but this was starting to look like the only thing I could do. Was not doing that stupid drug that big of a deal. More. More I thought about it I got anger mad-sad even. Whipping my eyes with the back of my hand I got up and grab a few rocks. And started hitting the window calling out for her. Pissed I storm in circles across the front door like a madwoman. 

" I don't know what wrong but FUCK IT. YOU KNOW I CARE ABOUT YOU AND YOU DOING THIS IS FUCK UP. BECAUSE OF BLOODY DAMN DRUG. YOU PROMISE ME MOON AND STARS WE ARE NOTHING WITHOUT THE OTHER. SO IM NOT LEAVING IF I HAVE TO WRITE TO YOU AND LEAVE A FREAKIN LETTER OR CALL I AM. I KNOW SOMETHING FUCKIN WRONG. WHAT WE ARE YES IT IS COMPLICATED AND NOT WAY OF THINGS BUT I DO ANYTHING FOR YOU. THIS SHIT CHILDISH. YOU FUCKIN PROMISE J. They all leave me and you promise you won't" I stumble to my knees and hold onto my face with my hands and cried. I can't hate her even when I wanted to I can't. I cry and cry to the point my sweat and tears were blending into one.

Slowly getting up I look at the house once time. I lost. I lost over something so stupid. Crazy as it is if I could go back knowing what I know I still won't take that duck fuckin drug. I would just fight more so Janet wouldn't.

" No quicksand " I whisper before I walk off in defeat.

At work I didn't move much I just sat there listening to Casey about how Ethan couldn't make it something about going to the urgent care next town over. Casey was pleased because it meant she could leave early. Cleaning up the back exam rooms I recognize the towel Ethan used when she got attack day before. FUCK IT. I Peak before I snoop over to the magnifying glass and cup a piece of the towel and took a look. I tried squeezing my eyes but it wasn't close enough DARN I crushed at myself as I ruffle my hair through my hands. Biting the corner of my lip I look over for something anyway. JACKPOT. I rushed over and bent down to go through old equipment until I found the microscope that I remember Ethan told me about when I first started helping out. Sometimes about it not working right but if there one thing I was work with what you got a type of girl. It is I tap the metal table till the light came on. Grabbing the piece of the towel I place it over and fetch my glasses out my chest pocket and kiss my eyes to the lends. At first, it looks right till I saw a few things in the corner that didn't look quite right. The light kept flicking above me with an annoying buzz. Was it stupid yes but who said I was smart. More I tried to focus louder the buzz got. Till the office phone ring making me jump out my damn skin with a loud final act scream. AHHHH.

After a second to realize it was the phone, I quickly answer it. Hello, I said slightly out of breath. I heard heavy breathing. I repeated my self. Still nothing but heavy breathing. This isn't funny I said about to poop a golden egg. Still, it was heavy breathing. I can't hear you breathing I said looking around second-guessing every life decision I ever made. I gonna hang up I said but something stops me. Three words. No QUICKSAND. My eye widens Janet. I scream into the phone for her a bit excited and more so worried. But all I got was a dial tone I tried to call her but she didn't answer.

Each night around the same time the same message those three words. Of course, I tried to make her say anything else but no. My mind races trying to figure it out till each time I came to the same conclusion, she did not want my help or worst she could not ask for it.

I tap my foot as I look at my planner trying to figure out what to wear for my date with KP today. Strawberry favor purple teddy bear he got me on our first date sat on my lap between my thighs. He did tell me much but just it was a casual date no restaurant this time. We need that a few times when he was in school ones out of town. I liked those I could be anyone I wanted to be even though I could only drink the bottled water and had to bring omg own food. If they didn’t have things like organic apples. The third one we did he told me of his dream ones that included me. I like those a lot. Even after the two years when he went off to the army to take down the bad guys. Each letter you write adventures about life we were gonna have. I told him I didn’t care just wanted him there to hold me and love me. Stupid I know but stuck in a small town you can get caught up in those dreams.

After a few minutes of debating I pick up my feet push and turn around and around in my chair holding the hand of teddy. Hoping off after a few turns around I click on my radio and just decide to go with the flow whatever I was feeling. REMEMBER A DAY BY PINK FLOYD starting to play. I bop my head and shake my hips as I look through my denim.

Remember a day before today

A day when you were young.

Free to play alone with time

Evening never comes.

Toss a blue denim skirt with a beach wave cut on the bottom and round bottoms on the front. I lose myself in the beat that was creeping through my soul. Singing off-key look over my shoulders and pull out short sleeves stripe blue and black with a hint of the orange shirt.

Climb your favourite apple tree

Try to catch the sun

Hide from your little brother’s gun

Dream yourself away

I walk backward as I sang with my teddy in my hands the outro plucking out my round black shades to complete the outfit. Licking my lips I look into the mirror with items place in front to imagine how it would look. Something was messing I look behind and saw one of his old button-ups he left one night he stayed. Taking I deep breath in I look up to my ceiling knowing if things go well maybe I go a step forward. Or maybe not.

He came at exactly at 12 o clock. Rolling up in his 2010 Black Ford Raptor with the music blasting. I hope up without thought ran over as soon as it stops. Before I could get in I saw a few blankets on the passenger seat. Peaking up I saw him staring at me with those intoxicating midnight eyes that match his thick cut on side and swoosh in the front black hair. That I love to tug and play with between my dainty fingers. His smile was so wide that it shows off his perfect pearly whites. Reaching closer I smile into a kiss and I felt a lift as he pulls me in and into his lap. To deepen our kiss the taste of his toothpaste and hint of orange juice he must have had before coming over. Recently he taught me the fun of French kissing and art of a tongue. Pulling his bottom lip with my teeth I glance at him his strong muscular hand grip tight to my thigh.

“ Looks like someone wearing my clothes again” He said rubbing little patterns on my thigh with his index finger.

“ Want me to take it off and give it back. Baby” I asked playfully. With one last glance and shook his head no and tilt his head to look at me.

“ You know it drives me crazy seeing you wear my stuff. Let’s not forget the football jersey incident” he reminded me. It was 1st time I allow him to fell my thigh and butt. Thought alone brought a heat running down my body. Something Janet told me was normal. Playing with his hair I look down at what he was wearing. Black jeans with a red t-shirt an leather jacket.

“ So this the big date. Just sitting in your car. I could have told my parents we were staying for lunch then” I said playing with the collar of his jacket.

He ponders the question for a bit before he started to laugh. Picking me up he helps me over to the passenger seat. Left his right hand on my thigh and drove off with his left hand. After a few minutes, I wrap my hand with his and lean back and look at him as he drives. Few times he will peak over even throwing me a silly face which I then gave a few my own. Got to a light I peak out to the street. Crazy for a Saturday the usual busy with folks at the town square or at the farmer market that would be along Main Street it was pretty much close to deserted. Looking back as we drove off I sat back and ponder about it.

“ Did Bucks say anything about not having his produce today?” I asked.

“ Huh yeah sweetie it was postponed. Something happened to some of his vegetables. Think some kids piss on them. There also that beauty pageant in San Pedro. Took a bus over to watch” He said to bring my hand to kiss.

“ Yea yea I forgot. You know with Ethan gone. I feel like I’m working all alone forgetting the days. Where we going “ I asked.

“ Don’t worry we almost there. Would you put that scarf around your eyes it a surprise? Isaac” he said.

I took the red plaid scarf and wrap it around my eyes. The realization was starting to dawn on me besides our movie dates or him staying with me at night. This was our first date since he came back. Worried wasn’t even the word for it my whole body became snuffled with nerves. My mouth was dry and my neck felt warm.

“ Hey hey you okay,” he asked with a serious tone. I nod yes and hold on to his bicep tight.

“ Sorry just excited. Is all” I whisper holding on.

I didn’t know where I was but I felt the ground being a bit rough against my converse. One hand-grip tight to his other feeling my way. I could feel the moisture from the air and leaves. Before u even lifted the scarf I knew we were at our special hideout in Lover Lane.

Close behind me, he squeezed my shoulders gently as he whispered words of sweet nothing. I felt like Alice walking through wonderland. What if I look clearly through the darkness between the glitter and tiny rainbows I could find mad hatter drinking morning tea or the queen of hearts out by her garden w brush covered in red paint. Endless wonders who will I be would I be Alice full of innocence and wonder, the white rabbit who always running with of anxiety, Chester cat who full of the finger brings back cross and a smile with a bit of darkness inching to come back or maybe just a poor bystander. Most say I could pick out those three or add one in but today I didn’t know.

The blindness of the light brought me back from that rabbit hole of thoughts. Blinking a few times to adjust I saw a blur of trees and blue sky. It was beautiful right in the middle among all the flowers and grass was a big red planet blanket with a wicker basket in the center.

“ Surprise My Ama. Like it” KP said with a huge grind with his hands stretch out as far as possible. I didn’t know tears were coming down till KP came over to kiss them away. I hold his hand tight and kiss his hand before kissing each finger and look deep into his deep space eyes.

“ Did I do something why are you crying?” KP said a bit worried. I felt my lips playing peek a boo with teeth. I wish I knew why I was crying. I don’t even know anymore.

Instead of the truth I pull KP by hand and pull him onto the blanket before I let go and lay across. I curl my finger and motion for him to come over to sit by me. He lay his head on my lap. Right by edge of my skirt and he help right with his head facing my lower stomach. Playing with his hair between my fingers I came close and kiss his forehead gently. He holds me close and mumbles something. Maybe today I’m Alice before she found that hole.

The sun felt so good again my smooth rich terra- cotta skin. My hair was slip to the side taking in the sun raises. I could here KP reading from his old worn-out copy of The Last Man in the background still laying on my lap. He always had a fascination with Pre-American Gothic and an unseen classic from popular authors. Could read anything that was calming may you forget the world around you and drunk of his voice capturing his presence. Once he read House of Leaves to me when we were both in head and sound like a lullaby.

What is there in our nature that is forever urging us on towards pain KP read.

I bent down in front of the book to block any of the words and cup his cheeks in my hands and kiss him. Putting the book beside him he returns the kiss and pulls in deeper and turns me over to he was on top. My head rests on my honey scent shampoo hair. I could smell the woody scent of his Guilty Pour Homme Spray by Gucci he always put on. He moves his hand to crest cheek eyes match my woods brown eye with his. I could feel something hard pressuring against my thigh. With a sigh, I look at him and then down. Once again. As if he could read my thoughts he slowly pulls away.

“ Should probably not continue this before we are both in trouble huh baby?” KP said in his deep chocolate voice. I slowly nod and place my hands against his side and rub it against the pants being the only thing stopping me to go further. I need an escape something to stop my thoughts stop me from jumping face-first onto the hole. I felt moving his hips with movement with my palm. Kiss trace down my neck gently I curve into his touch wanting more. God, he knew how to make this girl feel good. His hands while rough with warn and tares always was gentle. Without thought I let out a sigh as we continue till out nowhere I thought I heard some birds. A lot of birds. Opening my eyes corner of my sight I see a family of birds flying in a flock west of me. I bent my head back as I follow the birds until they disappear. My mind drifts off to where they were going what would they do once they are there.

“ Ama I gotta tell you something alright something very important and I need you to listen can you do that” KP asked as he kisses my neck some more. I nod and mouth yes.

“ You know when I left I thought I was strong I thought I was brave. I wanted to protect you so badly from all evil all darkness I went onto war. But honestly, it’s not what I thought baby. The world we live in full of chaos more I tried to fix it stay in line I found my self missing you thinking what if I stay with you” KP said and continue to kiss me between my chest. Feeling brought old feelings I haven’t felt in more a year ago.

“ This world needs order. And I can’t do it all alone. Many nights I was barley holding thinking of ending my life but I got your letters and face times. If it wasn’t for you I will be lost in this huge empty world. I have been thinking and well what if after you graduate we leave pack all your shit and leave. Nothing d holding us back” KP said. I blink and look at him he stops kissing me and look back up at me with huge night sky eyes. I could hear some strange noises from behind me. KP was still speaking and all I could do was stare at him with drunk haze eyes.

“ Would you run off with me?” KP asks turning to go get up to look at me. No words can describe the look in his eyes passion fear worry lust doubt. Galaxy with million and one thoughts hiding in plain sight. Could I leave and blindly follow him into the unknown future. FUCK YEAH, I WOULD that promised I gave him so long ago.

Before I could say anything everything happens in a flash. The gravity pull was distracted in a minor of seconds. I felt him pushed my down covering me with his chest I look and I could feel something wet. Stumbling back on the blanket my breath gets shorter and I start to feel dizzy my fingertips were numb I felt like the more I tried to breathe more I fell deeper into the darkness. Then were the two muscle arms scooping me up from behind?

“ ISAAC ISSAC AMA AMA BABY BABY LOOK AT ME. Come one before you go into shock “ KP shout out. I look away from the body and at him. His thick finger covers my flushed cheeks. I slowly start to nod and look back at the body.

“ Is he.... is he dead we gotta do -“ I stop as I could see man chest rising a bit he was saying something. I let go and slowly follow the mumble I was a foot away before I felt a hand on my shoulder stopping me. I couldn’t freak out not like before a deep breath in I slowly turn back around.

“ Not safe. Take my phone get services and called for help” KP said in his deep savior voice he does when he serious. I glance back at the body. It gosh out blood to point you couldn’t tell where the actual puncture wound was. Where was it that was gonna be on his death certificate. From where I was it looks like his had puss and some strange black markers. He spoke to me but I did not answer him instead I remain quite till I heard the 911 operator.

“ He Hello. Yes huh, this is huh Amaryllis Isaac Smith I’m with my boyfriend Kindred Phillip” I could hear KP be reaping the word deputy. I nod and look at him he was hovering over the body almost studying it. “ Deputy Sargent Phillip. We are huh mm KP where are we” I stop and scream again where are we.

“ Lover Lane South East entranced a quarter-mile away from the lake. TELL ME THE PEEK A BOO SPOT they will know” He shoot out.

I repeated words word by word what he said. I heard the words by I couldn’t answer.

“Yes, there a man baby hurt. PLEASE HURRY” I said. Placing my hand to the phone I look at KP. “ Is he breathing KP “ I shout out. I couldn’t see one of his hands he was knee down to the body his back facing me. I waited but he didn’t answer just slowly got up and brush his hands on his thighs and grab the phone.

“ He dead. We wait to cops come. Maybe an ambulance my girl she a bit shook up. That’s okay Baby ... Baby” KP asked looking down at me. I couldn’t breathe anymore my hands wrap around his broad shoulder for my dear life my right cheek pushed onto his chest till I could hear his heart. Far away by the now dead body, I saw flames surrounding it. Tears gently fell more flames the closer I pulled into him till my vision was blur form fabric of his shirt. With one last breathe I was free-falling down that hole.

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Alagalaska’s Masterlist

MARVEL

Thor Odinson

“Get Help!”

Summary: One shot. Thor and Reader do ‘Get Help.’

Word count: 4,321 

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Chrissstmasss Ssurprissse

Summary: Three-parter. Christmas is fast approaching and Y/N doesn’t know what to get Thor as a present.

Part One // Part Two // Part Three: coming soon

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Bucky Barnes 

Coming Soon: Ghost

Summary: Series. You wake up in the Avengers compound with no memory of how you got there. After discovering that you have the Mutant gene and some potentially useful abilities, Tony invites you to stay at the compound; a decision that doesn’t go down well with some of the team. When the holes in your memory start to fill themselves in, you realise that what you remember could destroy the new life you have made for yourself. 

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STRANGER THINGS

Billy Hargrove 

Just For Christmas- in progress

Summary:  Mini Series. Modern AU/ fake dating AU. It’s the lead up to Christmas and like every year, you’re supposed to be spending it at your parents’ house. But the thought of suffering another Christmas with your family criticising you for still being single is almost too much to bear. Your neighbour, Billy, offers to help you out.

Series Masterlist // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3: coming soon // Part 4: ? // Part 5: ? // Part 6: ? // Epilogue: ?

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It’s On!- in progress

Summary: Mini Series. Enemies to lovers trope. Y/N is the captain of the female basketball team at Hawkins High. She clashes with the new captain of the male team when he keeps booking out the gym, leaving the girls with nowhere to practice. 

Series Masterlist // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6: coming soon //

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A Summer to Remember- in progress

Summary: Mini Series. Modern AU. You get a summer job working as a resort rep in Magaluf. The resident lifeguard helps make it a summer to remember. 

Series Masterlist // Prologue // Part 1: coming soon //

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It’s Only Hair, Right?

Summary: One shot. Based on my experience of having Alopecia. 

Word count: 2,137

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Eddie Munson

Coming Soon: The Five Times You Take Refuge in Eddie's Van

Summary: Five-parter. The five times you take refuge in Eddie's van.

Part One: coming soon // Part Two: ? // Part Three: ? // Part Four: ? // Part Five: ?

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ACTORS

Dacre Montgomery 

Coming Soon: Dancing with the Stars AU

Summary: Mini Series. Since leaving Australia after High School, you’ve pushed yourself to fulfil your dream of becoming a professional dancer. You moved back, after 7 long years, to work as a performer on the Australian TV reality show, ‘Dancing With The Stars.’ When your childhood crush, Dacre Montgomery, joins the show as one of the celebrity contestants, things get… complicated. 

Series Masterlist: coming soon // Part One: coming soon

Last updated: 6th August 2023