#and got a blank faced ‘wow. um. that’s a lot.’

[vroomian]

Hm. One thing about the dinner with my sisters wife is her reactions to stories about our family and relatives. It lead me to beilieve that some Things I grew up with were not, in fact, normal or perhaps healthy.

I don’t know what to think about this.

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"Hey, if any reason we don't make it out without anyone seeing us, I just want to say that," You paused to look at him while you two were walking. "I think I’d rather be in a dating scandal with an insulin pen than you."

The corners of his lips twitched. "Wow." He said sarcastically, attention mainly on where he was going. "I never knew you were capable of thinking."

"My brain power’s not for free, just so you know," You immediately responded. "I changed my mind what I said earlier. I want at least three Twitter apologies and a lifetime supply of Jason Derulo concert tickets."

Scaramouche's eyebrows furrowed, giving you the nastiest side-eye that you could have ever imagined from him. "I'd rather take my chances with the scandal, thanks.”

You rolled your eyes, nudging him lightly with your elbow. You couldn't help but look at him a lot more than usual today. The allure that rang true put him in a different light, despite the light not being your cup of tea whenever he opens his mouth.

It was almost like the gravity of the situation didn't matter anymore. Still, you remained high and mighty. "I guess I'd want to be around me too."

"You're very sure of yourself for someone who's annoying every other day of the week."

"I’ll take it. It's why I exposed you so bad, and you flailed." You smiled, which caused Scaramouche to grunt in frustration. "You got burned, and you knew it too. Despite all odds, I kind of won."

"You did? Is that why you went AWOL for two weeks when I responded?" There was a split moment of silence between them as they stood there, and Scaramouche chuckled. The sound was low and throaty in the dimly lit alleyway. "All the considering, and this is very painful to say, but you were better with words than I was."

"Is that... another COMPLIMENT I HEAR COMING FROM YOUR-? I forgot it’s three in the morning." You sighed, shoulders dropping. "I'm satisfied with being the cunning wordsmith."

“You’re also just pretty fucking unfortunate to be around, but we can stroke your ego.”

“I love that you’re taking the diplomatic approach here.” You teased, feeling your heart warm up from his staring. Both of you looked at each other, uncertain to say anything, but hesitant to break the eye contact.

“Hey— uh.” You continued, stammering on your words. “If this all blows over? You wanna…go out?”

The amount of silence that was between them should have been enough of an indication to you, but you definitely knew it was solidified once he looked at you with a blank stare. “No.”

“Yeah, no. I started feeling like I was going to vomit when I said that anyway.” You quickly recovered, turning your body away to bite at your hand. Your eyes squeezed tight in embarrassment, hoping that you melt by some galactic beam in the next two seconds.

Amongst their chatter, and the alleyway that hid both of your figures, a distant rumble slowly became louder as the sound echoed off the walls. A pair of headlights pierced the darkness, and the beams of them against the worn down pavement on the curb assured them that it was definitely the group.

"Come on, come on!" Hu Tao shouted from the window, making you and Scaramouche cringe. She clearly found joy from this, because for some reason, the smile plastered on her face spoke volumes.

You both shared a fleeting glance, a silent exchange of words before entering the car.

"Well, well, well. If I would have known that Scaramouche himself would be in my car, I would have put 3/4th's water in my gas tank." Heizou raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with amusement and mirth.

"Oh, be nice." You pursed your lips, squinting. "Like you made an effort to help me out in the past. Now you're on your high horse?"

"Um, that's alleged."

"Really? Is it? How's that case against (Y/N)'s hater going, Officer Shikanoin? Found any way to protect them?" Lumine spoke up, her arms crossed stubbornly. "Well?"

"Listen! I was given a very narrow band of things that I can do with that! Aaaand, my hands were tied with a lot of other things." Heizou defended.

"Yeah, I'm sure your hands were tied with all the Cheetos you were picking up, the ones you spilled in some sawdust." Yanfei chimed in with a wry grin. "But I suppose I can't blame you for your...preferences."

"You knew that was an accident."

"Oh Heizou, I never saw it as an accident."

The two of them were arguing so much with input from the others in the car, that you and Scaramouche could only look at each other again and back at the scene. This was the only way the two of you were getting home safe from social media.

"You wasted 2 hours picking up every single one-"

"I don't see how this is relevant to where we're going right now!" Heizou immediately interrupted her before she could finish. "Directions, anyone? Before I hit a dead end?"

Yanfei immediately started tapping on her phone screen, pulling up the GPS navigation app she used. "So you turn left, but the rest of it is all you." She said, shoving her phone towards Heizou who snatched it out of her hand.

"Where are we going anyway?" Hu Tao asked, too enamored in Yanfei to say anything substantial until now.

"Ei has a vacation lodge, it's pretty cool, and it has way too many guest rooms. We're going there, I assume you have a key to it, Scaramouche?"

Scaramouche couldn't even respond properly, only offering a yard long stare. "How do you know she has a vacation lodge?"

"Did you forget that you're an influencer?" Another mysterious voice, almost similar to a child’s, appeared suddenly.

Nahida’s head popped up from the back seat, next to Lumine. It was less surprising knowing that all of them were clashing groups, anyway. But Aether’s eyes narrowed to the front seat.

“Officer Shikanoin…” Aether said in almost a disgusted tone. “You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“It’s definitely NOT what you’re thinking right now—” Heizou took his hands off the wheel, causing the car to swerve for a split second. “DEAL WITH IT, okay. I’ll explain when we get there.”

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YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.

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Time Will Tell - Chapter 1.27

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Warnings: Character death, Hyun-su cutting his hair tehe. Word Count: 1,625

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You were getting a little worried, having walked around for ten minutes trying to find Hyun-su to no avail. Your mind went to every terrible possibility and it made that ugly beast of anxiety stir in your stomach. 

“Cha Hyun-su!” You called out, still walking down and looking through every room. The only rooms you hadn’t checked were the ones down the hallway you walked down which included the men’s bathroom and a random janitorial closet. “Cha Hyun-su! Cha Hyun-s-” You cut yourself off when you passed by him and saw his green sweater in the corner of your eye. “Cha Hyun-su? What are you doing? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Oh… I’m sorry,” he said, looking at you sheepishly. It was in that next moment that you noticed the large pile of hair sitting atop the counter and the lack of hair on his head. He still held the scissors he used and you had to physically shut your open mouth. 

“Oh… Um… Wow. I’ve never seen you with such short hair,” you exclaimed, still semi-in shock and looking at him oddly. The hair wasn’t very well cut yet but the sight of him with it made your heart race. He was always cute in your eyes, even with the long hair, but you couldn’t get over the way his hair looked when it was shorter. “Do you… Do you need any help? I used to cut Yeong-su’s hair so I know a thing or two about being a barber,” you said after snapping out of your short daze from his new appearance. 

He was silent for a moment before answering. “That’s okay, you don’t need to.”

“Please, I insist.”

His face showed the conflict he felt between wanting you to do his hair and not wanting to bother you. After a long while of you patiently staring at him, waiting for him to make his decision, he gave a slight nod and slowly held the scissors out for you to take. A smile brightened your face when he did and you could see a light pink color on his cheeks, but you could’ve been imagining it. 

He started walking back into the bathroom and you followed. When you got in, you stretched up and started cutting his hair, but you winced when the skin of your abdomen started stretching, pulling on your wound. 

“Are you okay?” He asked immediately, gently grabbing your wrist to stop your cutting and looking into your eyes. 

“Yeah, it doesn’t hurt that badly, it’s just a little sting,” you told him.

Liar.

He looked at you and you could tell he didn’t believe you. That was solidified when he walked out of the bathroom without a word. At first, you sighed and looked down, angry at yourself for what you thought was disappointing him; then, he came back in with a metal folding chair in his hands and placed it down in front of the mirror, making it easier for you to cut without having to stretch your abdomen at all. 

“Thank you,” you said and he nodded, looking away to hide his face. It was something you noticed he did a lot in your presence and it made you smile every time. 

The process of you cutting his hair was fairly quiet. He sat and watched you through the mirror as you worked. He wasn’t focused on his hair at all; how could he be when the girl cutting it was none other than the most beautiful girl he had ever seen?

The actual cutting of his hair was a little difficult considering you had to use one hand for the entirety of the haircut because of the injured knuckles of your non-dominant hand, but you did pretty well all things considered. 

Both of you were a bit disappointed when you finished the last section of hair and the mini barber shop appointment ended. 

“What do you think?” You asked nervously, placing the scissors down on the sink countertop and waiting for his answer anxiously. 

He just stared at himself for a while and you couldn’t decipher what he was thinking with his blank face. His eyes were the only thing that showed any emotion but even they were difficult to figure out. The only emotions you thought you could see were things like nostalgia and a hint of… anger? It didn’t seem like anger at his hair or anything but rather a person or thing from his life in the past. 

His eyes slowly looked up to connect with yours through the mirror. You could clearly see his chocolate brown gaze shifting from whatever other emotions he felt to fondness and gratefulness. “I love it. Thank you.”

You smiled widely. “I’m so glad.”

A silence fell over the two of you as you stared into the other’s eyes, studying the colors like you wanted to memorize them forever. You realized that despite knowing him for barely over a month, you would do anything for this boy, and the thought simultaneously scared the shit out of you and made you feel more love in your heart than you've ever felt before. 

A silly, selfish part of you wished and hoped that he felt the same way. 

You stood by the elevator and waited with your back to the wall. Because of the soldier arriving and a scare from his walkie-talkie, Hyun-su and Sang-wook were about to head up to the roof and take down the SOS sign. You were just waiting for them to get there so you could say goodbye. 

When they did arrive, Hyun-su saw you first and approached with an apprehensive look. “If you’re wanting to come with us, I ca-”

“I’m not wanting to come with you,” you interrupted to reassure him. He sighed in relief but then his face changed to one of confusion. 

“Then why are you here?”

You hesitated and you were sure it showed on your face when his eyes went from confused to concerned. Eventually, you just decided to do it and you took a step toward him and wrapped your arms around his waist. While burying your face in his sweater, you could feel how he tensed under your touch. Immediately, you went to pull away, worried that you crossed a boundary, but his arms wrapped around your back and pulled you back in as gently as he could. He made sure to completely avoid touching your side when he squeezed you against him. You sighed in relief at the contact and wished the moment would last forever.

It couldn't, though, of course, and you reluctantly pulled away from Hyun-su to look at him. “Be safe, okay?”

He nodded and you stepped back to give him space to enter the elevator along with Sang-wook. He did so slowly and kept his gaze on you until the elevator doors closed and you were left staring at them in silence. 

When the alarm went off, you were sitting in the nursery with your siblings. You were reading the book ‘The Giving Tree’ to them and answering any questions they had. As soon as you heard it, though, you immediately went into protective panic mode. You grabbed your axe and hurried the kids over to the corner of the room away from the entrance. 

“Stay there, you understand?” You asked them. They stayed silent and you sighed before kissing their foreheads. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. You will stay here and not move, you got it? This is very important so I need to know you understand me. Do you?” You asked again. This time they reluctantly nodded and Su-yeong grabbed Yeong-su’s hand tightly. 

With that, you left the room and locked the door from the inside on your way out. Then, you started heading where you heard screaming. 

When you got there, out of breath from your sprint over and your side screaming from the pain, you saw Jae-heon fighting with only one arm against a fly-ridden monster. The other shoulder where his right warm was supposed to be was cut off at the shoulder and was bleeding vigorously. He was leading him backward towards the elevator and you did the first thing you could think of. 

You threw your axe at the monster. It landed dead on its temple but seemed to do nothing to stop it. You started running forward but got held back by Eun-hyuk who then yelled for Jae-hwan to help him as Jae-heon shoved the monster into the elevator and started yelling for Seung-wan to throw the Molotov cocktail. 

“Throw it!” He begged and your eyes started watering as you fought against the people holding you back. 

“Let me go! He needs help! Why aren’t you helping him?” You pleaded but they ignored you. Eun-hyuk handed you off to Jae-hwan as he held you back tightly. When you started struggling too much and nearly got out of his grip, he slammed his palm against the wound on your side. The pain incapacitated you and you gasped for air, falling to the ground and he finally let go of you since you were no longer a danger to yourself or anyone else. 

You could only watch in agony as Eun-hyuk was the one to throw the cocktail at Jae-heon and put him out of his misery. Though, you wouldn’t call it an act of mercy, since a death by fire would be a painful one. You sobbed as you watched the fire spread around him and burn and burn until the elevator doors closed, locking them inside together. It was always the ones who deserved to live the most that got the worst treatment in life. 

And this time, in death.

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[lis4ux]

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Oh well since you asked so nicely 🥰

They walk out the front, the day complete. They're still talking, but Kiara's eyes are still scanning for the big 1970s VW Van that John B was so found of. He promised to pick her up since her car died for some reason.

While she's searching, Cal is going on about a trip he took to Florida and the clean ups they did. She's listening to him as she scans the parking lot, but then everything goes silent when her eyes land on a brooding blond in a fitted white T-shirt and dark blue jeans, leaning against his motorcycle. The douche is even wearing sun glasses.

She sighs, audibly, and Cal catches that her attention isn't on what he's saying. He follows her line of sight, landing on a guy parking in the parking lot.

"You good?" Cal asks.

"Yeah, um," Kiara blanks, hand coming to her head like she's in pain for the fact that she's going to have to deal with JJ fucking Maybank at her place of work. "Sorry, I gotta go," she half explains.

Cal nods, glancing over her shoulder at the blonde man looking very intently at them. "Alright, I'll ah, I'll see you later?"

"Definitely," she agrees.

Once Cal has made his way back into the building, Kiara turns on her heel to face JJ.

"Wow, Princess," JJ says as she approaches him. "Who's the guy?"

Kiara's face scrunches up. "What?"she asks, somewhat confused before shaking her head because, "It doesn't matter. What are you doing here?"

"He looks like a manager at Target," JJ comments.

Kiara scoffs a chuckle. "Whatever, what are you doing here?" she repeats. "Where is John B?"

JJ smiles. "Got caught up."

JJ paid him off actually. Took a bit of convincing, too. John B isn't a fan of getting in the middle of World War three, and always declined any opportunity to assist JJ with his plan. So much so, that Jj had to be pretty fucking honest about why he wanted to be the one to pick Kiara up today.

"I'm sure," she says skeptically.

"We need to talk," he tells her.

Kiara furrows her brows. "I don't want to talk to you," she informs him.

JJ clicks his tongue against his teeth, pushing off his bike and taking a few steps towards her. "Well, that ain't an option, Princess."

[starsscarmyceiling]

Hello! I notice that you are a voracious Merrical shipper! This is a thing we share in common. I'm looking to write a few Merrin/Cal drabbles or shorts. I like to think I'm pretty alright at that part, but not so alright at coming up with initial ideas. Would you care to drop me some prompts you might have rattling around in your brain? I consider my strengths to be romance, fluff, hurt/comfort emotional type stuff. Space Chicken Soup for the Soul or something. Anything that allows me to say something about them as a romantic couple. Thanks!

I MEAN…what gave me away?? LOLOL of courseeeeeee I am a voracious shipper of our fav space ginger jedi and space goth best girl!! I am honored you’d reach out to me for such a thing anon. I do feel like I always just have fic ideas banging around in my head like a bunch of loose not approved space trash, so I would be happy to help! Now, did you want canonverse or AU prompts? Well I am here to give you both like the feral Merrical that I am. (also space chicken soup for the soul I cackled)

I hope you love tropes!

Haha some of these are just a few sentences and some of them are whoops Katie got a little carried away and already wrote out half the fic for you in the most unhinged, blathering manner you’ve ever seen so prepare yourself for that (it’s actually a lot of them so…🙃)

Canonverse:

Canon Compliant:

Alright, who doesn’t love a sexy spy intel fic? Yeah, pretty stereotypical plot, buy HEY listen. Okay, typical gathering intel mission at some cantina somewheres (and they are not together in my mind because of course that makes it more fun). Maybe there’s a drink or two…oh hey maybe even some dancing to appear nondescript…and wow hey they are at just the right place to complete the mission but OH—what is this the people they’re spying on are actually coming right for them WHAT SHOULD THEY DO TO DISTRACT—um come on is this even a question?? I personally think it would be more unexpected and satisfying if Cal were to be the one to initiate it.

Because of course he’s wanted to do this, kiss her like this, feel her like this. He’s kind of surprised he’s held out this long, and he’s nervous, feeling like he’s made a mistake because she’s not responsive, so he’s already formulating his extreme apology once they are in the clear—

He feels her fingertips slowly touch at the skin on his neck as her lips respond to his. The way in which it escalates caused Cal to forget what its intended purpose was because his brain blanked out as her body pressed to his, arms snaking around his neck now as it only seemed natural to wrap his around her… you know, something like that

UM, SPARRING??? Xcuse is there anything better?? A Jedi and a Nightsister can you imagine? It starts off innocent enough, but then hey Bogano is hot—perhaps Cal takes off his shirt, they get competitive trying to one up each other, Merrin takes off her shirt idk and of course there’s gots to be banter banter banter sethy sethy banter sethy, we’re all watching like YO these two want to SMOOSH their FACES TOGETHER RIGHT??? They have a moment, an impasse if you will, where they are very close or are actually just pressed up against one another, or hey maybe even one falls on top of the other—I’m not picky.

They realize they’ve gotten too carried away or crossed a line 🥵—blush blush or lingering lewks—but then they get a hold of themselves. Because hey, that’s a normal thing to do, right? Just have this sexually charged sparring session and brush up against your bud in the process?? I mean, we’ve all been there…

They’re both embarrassed, trying to scurry away to preserve their dignity…Merrin walks away first and then Cal like grunts with his hands in the air like wtfff why didn’t I kiss her??

~Later~ Cal’s beating himself up in his cot, tossing and turning on just how much Merrin means to him because it was weird and awkward for them at dinner and was he really imagining everything that’d built between them?

Cal just can’t let this go and gets up to confront her about it, and he gets up to find her in the hallway walking towards his room, and—he sees her face and automatically deflates because there’s conflict on her face. They again awkwardly kind of be like saying at the same time I’m sorry about that oof whoops I didn’t mean that unless maybe—okay well GNIGHT—

Cal goes back to bed, sits on his bed and sighs, knowing he biffed it again—almost starts spiraling disassociating, and then shakes his head like man wtf am I doing go to her—so he gets up again—he goes up to her door, hyping himself up, but then like two seconds later, Merrin opens it, and they are shocked, they stare, Cal goes in for it—pulls away—they stare—they both go in for it and hehe idk wtf do you think happens after that???????????//

Um, I am envisioning a dynamic where like, there has been some flirtsing between them, but nothing that has really committed to the bit, you know? And then they go on either a mission or go like to a marketplace (somewhere public) wherein one notices how much the other is getting checked out, and they are like ooof wow everyone in this Cantina is seeing how hot they are how could I even have a shot??? Well let me tell YOU babes…you do. you have a shot. You have the most shots. Just…shoot your shot. I feel like there should def be some unintentional swagger going on and the other is like wow why are they being so hot rn…THAT is rude.

They get home…there’s an awkward feeling where they don’t know how to act around them…and the other is like um tf is up with you??? And it’s like they forgot how to be a person around them…what?? What is hUmAN iNteRaCtIon???? Would you I—how do I—*wheezes* Okay the more I write this out the more fun I think it would be for Merrin to be getting all flustered about this (esp because she is usually the one that is seen to be more composed). It’s up to you but come on there is much room for Cal busting out that charm he doesn’t even realize he has and Merrin is just 🥵 swoon. Also him taking off his shirt for no reason or looking hawt while doing Jedi shit. Then she just snaps. We love to see it. Just think about it. I know you are. Please write this shit for us I beg of you.

I also like the thought of Cal looking for something in the mantis, and he accidentally picks up one of Merrin’s things without thinking about it and sees an echo from her. It actually isn’t sad. It’s a happy one, which for some reason seems to only make it worse. He doesn’t exactly know how to address it with her and starts to feel awkward around her. Sometimes he really resents the fact that people’s private moments are just projected into his head. They are tasked to do something together on another planet, where she eventually confronts him on why he is acting weird. He tries to play it off with some lame excuse and she sees right through him and stalks off.

He sighs, setting out to find her, where she is at like an outside café or hell somewhere super secluded. Cal sits down with her without a word. They are silent for a bit, but then he tells her of a happy memory that he has of him and Jaro and their battalion, or maybe something from the temple.

She is happy he’s shared something intimate with her, but then she questions where this is coming from. Then he is pulling something out of his poncho, dropping it into her lap. There are profuse apologies coming from him and tells her what he saw. It was a complete accident. Upon seeing the object, she tells Cal it’s fine she knew he didn’t do it on purpose, but there still seems to be something bothering her.

Cal says how sometimes it’s easy to forget there were better times before this, and thinking about those memories now almost makes them feel tainted.

Merrin tells him that she thought she’d never have another happy memory again. But then she tells him of the first good one she made with him. He smiles, feeling bashful. Merrin says knowing that I still can be happy makes me feel like my past wasn’t for nothing. And I have you to thank for that. They decide they should be getting back and stand…one of them starts to hesitate, and the other notices, asking what is wrong…but then the former approaches them and perhaps they kith I mean of course they kith this is a fanfic after all I mean what else are we doing here.

Who doesn’t love a mission where Cal has taken too long (with Saw or the partisans or whatever), and Merrin is really starting to worry that something bad has happened to him. She can’t feel him through the force and she has devolved into a nervous wreck (up to you what the state of their relationship is at this point). Cere and Greez do their best to try and distract or comfort her. she feels her heart rip apart in her chest because she just cannot go through this again—she’s already lost her sisters and almost lost him too. Him being gone and uncertain of his fate is making her face how she truly feels about him, which makes it only worse.

She is trying to distract herself with practicing her magicks, menial tasks, meditation, sparring techniques that Cal has taught her—which just makes her think of him just like everything eventually does.

And just when she thought she truly was going to lose her mind, resorting to shutting out these feelings she’s only just realized, she feels him, something that is only a flicker compared to how bright he normally feels—and she’s running, she can teleport, but she just wants to chase this feeling of where he is—because if she doesn’t she is just simply going to lose her mind—

There he is, at the top of the ramp, and there is this moment where they meet eyes (and wow our boy could certainly be injured, which could explain why she didn’t feel him before), and they are running towards each other—and wow what a beautiful reunion of DON’T EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN and such things. Could have a debriefing session looking over the sunset of Bogano where ✨feelings✨ are discussed. If they aren’t together certainly someone shoving their face into the other for the first time, or if they already are def have the L word thrown around…also there has to be a ‘coming back to you was like coming home’ moment because yes. Should be full of fun timez.

Canon Divergent:

I love love looooove the idea of Merrin has been able to get off Dathomir and becomes a bounty hunter (and Ventress is alive and thriving and living her best life OF COURSE), and perhaps they sometimes work together (it is my own personal HC that these two are aunt and niece together but I digress). And guess who are the most wanted beezies in the galaxy??? JEDI. And there’s a redheaded Jedi going around causing a lot of trouble.

Merrin is on a planet and happens to find him in a Cantina. He fits the description with his build and his hair, despite the hood he is trying to conceal himself with. Perhaps most people would miss him, but not this Nightsister. She follows him to somewhere secluded, and he of course senses her and is like um why are you following me…you know the answer to that, she says. He knows he’s discovered and so don’t we have a FUN Jedi Nightsister brawl. Both catches one another off guard with their abilities…but of course we know who has to get the upper hand if this fic is going to progress.

Cal is captured…there are some fun moments in captivity where Cal is like please don’t do this…do you really want to give the Empire what they want, and she is just like fuming Jedi are liars and selfish thieves bit. Could go a few different directions from here. I like the thought of another group ambushing them, and Cal offers to help and she is like no you are my prisoner and he is like girl would you rather die? So she reluctantly says FINE Jedi—he ends up accidentally touching something of hers in the midst and feels an echo that you know, reveals some sad shit and she is like WTF ARE YOU DOING WE NEED TO GET A MOVE ON IT BUDDY—

They end up having to crash land anyway—perhaps onto an uninhibited planet or one with a small population…Cal saves Merrin, and when she wakes up and realizes what he has done and she is almost resentful. Why would he do such a thing. She takes her anger out on him. And he just takes it all. And it makes her even more angry that he isn’t even reacting to it like he was before.

Eventually when she is done, he tells her that the Jedi weren’t the monsters she was told they were. Perhaps he even busts out the object he touched before and tosses it to her. He apologizes and explains what happened on the ship before he stands, explaining everything that needs to be fixed on the ship.

He’s walking away, but he pauses, idk if you want to bust out the ‘I know what it’s like to lose everything’ line here but I don’t think it would be a bad place. Or at least something to that degree. And you know what progresses after that…(psst, it’s their relationship) Holy shit the more I’ve gotten into this the more I need it please someone write this I may die without it!

(OR—another direction you can go with it is that they are both captured by WHOMSTever and they have to work together to escape…I mean who could truly stop a Jedi and a Nighsister reluctantly working together? I truly pity the fool)

Clone Wars AU where Cal and Jaro are assigned to try and recruit the Nightsisters to try and get the upper hand in the war with Dooku (lol I wouldn’t say exactly a Dark Disciple route but that’s up to you). Merrin is voluntold (the opposite of volunteered) by Mother Talzin to try and become allies with the Jedi (they could have their own shady Nightsister ulterior motive going on as well), and Merrin reluctantly goes with the Jedi. And oooooooOoOooo wow the shenanigans that can ensue from that. (Merrin also has to try really hard not to lose her shit over leaving Dathomir for the first time in her life). I’d imagine a lot of frustrations from both parties. The clones mercilessly make fun of Cal and his Nightsister gf (but they also have to tell him what’s up). He thinks she’s unreasonably obtuse and rude, and she thinks he’s frustratingly smug/arrogant. Merrin could prove to be a definite asset in battle. Cal probably thinks it’s hawt 😳 OH NO SHE’S HOT SEE LOOK HOW WE GOT HERE WE LIKE TO HAVE FUN HERE.

Now suddenly she’s mysterious and complex, and he’s frustrated that he wants to know more. He’s actually the sweetest person she’s ever seen and she’s angry about it. She constantly has to check in with her sisters and it’s getting harder and harder to go behind his back or deny that she maybe might not hate him anymore she maybe even may want to smooch him WOAH who knows. They bond over feeling used in this war. Come on. You got it from here right?

AUs:

Modern:

Idk why this has been in my head but like—(I imagine them as good friends with insane chemistry, well, they always have insane chemistry but you know what I mean), and they are at a party, probably drinking involved, because that could give you some like beer pong shenanigans if you so choose. They have a good fun time, maybe there’s a moment where either one of them (depending on who’s POV you are using) thinks it’s gonna happen. Merrin smiles in just the right way, or Cal says something dorky and adorable like he does, and I mean…they’re in a fanfic, so of course they get INTERRUPTED—

They may either be too tried or too drunk to leave, and they end up both on the couch, and hey at the time it seemed like a perfectly normal thing for them to just fall asleep like that. Cal probably still tries to respect Merrin’s boundaries and though her face is like literal centimeters from his, he tries his best to give her space and awkwardly contorts his body so he is still not touching her. But Merrin still rests her head on his arm anyway, and both of them feel that warmth and rush throughout their bodies because maybe perhaps also Cal tucks her Merrin’s hair behind her ear just before they fall asleep—

AND IN THE MORNING, they’re closer now, both of them in that haze of awakening, their lips are ever so barely touching, BUT THEN—they spring apart. Their eyes are wild on each other and within this space, seconds tick by as the gravity of that sinks in before they give each other one last heated look and then they are just macking on each other let’s GOOOOOOOO

My goodest frond @arosesee (who thought of this and the next three ideas) actually just came up with this one, and I LOVE it. A direct quote from her, “Mom Merrin subbing for Dad Kestis at a PTA meeting I would DIE,” and I mean basically. And I am not even someone who normally goes for fics with kids, but omg I would go feral for this one. Can you imagine? Cal is friends with all the moms and they are just smitten with him, and they are always like so when do we get to meet your wife?

And he’s like lol y’all ain’t ready for that smoke…but then hey Cal gets sick or something and so his goth wife has to step in and demand why they aren’t disciplining her children more I mean do they know who their father is??? And the moms just had no idea what Merrin was about, so they are just a bit surprised. UGH, I would be obsessed. Obsessed.

A stranded island survivor metrical fic could be fun. AHHHHH omg can you imagine all the arguing and the bickering and the 👀 —back to bickering again

“Oooooorrr a one-shot meet cute tourist trap with Merrin working the cash register and Cal the campy decked out tourist tripping over himself cause he doesn't want to be inconsiderate but ohmygod she's so pretty

He like TOTALLY drops his wallet (probably drops it twice)”

He’s like there for a thing—like maybe a family thing with Cere and Greez and it just turns into them constantly running into each other (um should the wallet dropping bit be throughout uh yeah I think so and at the end SHE picks it up akakakakakkakk), and finally she eyes him, sighing, and invites him to the hotel bar or a local spot, basically just yanking him along and Cal is just like okAYYYY 😍

“Ooooh one more idea, both of them are college RAs for the same dorm building, and it's super awkward but FINE during the meeting but then they have to plan weekly socials for the baby freshmen TOGRTHRr and like it's fine like so totally fine”....Narrator: it was not fine

This one was suggested by my boo @galacticsirensong: “Listen I want a carnival AU now with Cal going on the ferris wheel alone cuz his date stood him up. He bought allllll these tickets and doesn’t wanna waste them. So he decides to hop on the ride but the carnie operator is like yelling into the crowd STEP RIGHT UP! STEP RIGHT UP!  ANYONE WANNA GO FOR A RIDE WITH THIS GINGER? WE GOT A LONELY GINGER, LADIES!! ANY TAKERS??

Merrin is like at her aunt’s palm reading tent nearby (see this is where I continue to push forward that Asajj is Merrin’s aunt agenda leave me alone). She overhears the ruckus and notices  Cal is completely mortified. So she just squeezes through the narrow gaps of people, goes up the steps, takes a ticket from Cal and hands it to the operator without a word.”

Cal barely has time to register her before she sits down and starts moving, and he like clears throat um--

Merrin’s just like I hate this ride operator he’s always trying to embarrass people like that so I am doing this out of spite

Then they kind of notice one another may be cute and well Cal’s stumbling over his words like he do, and Merrin pretends not to be flustered by it because she is into that shit, and once the ride is over....Merrin’s just like well let’s spend the rest of these tickets

Because you know, out of spite for Cal being stood up

AND THAT’S IT

Harry Potter:

Either them being students or teachers. But Cal is a NERD happy go lucky Hufflepuff and Merrin is a typical broody Slytherin. Perhaps they have to work together either on curriculum or a class project, and neither are really that happy about it. I could see Cal trying to be overly positive about the situation just to be able to get through this because she is such an edgelord, and Merrin could take it as him being insincere or fake. (IF they are students, you can play around with Merrin rolling her eyes at Cal being a teacher’s pet, but then at the same time she is a total know it all LOL).

(ALSO could Cal still have his psychometry powers I know this an AU but come on it’s a crossover we do what we want who is to say an Earth wizard can’t do such a thing)

They could come from tragic pasts that they are very reluctant to share…but somehow they manage to start…getting along? Lol I love the thought of them rolling their eyes at the other houses like omfg Ravenclaws are such know it alls or the Gryffindors are such bruts. Maybe there’s Quidditch involved…only adding to the rivalry. But that is for YOU to decide, isn’t it???

Old West:

Sorry I am on some Red Dead Redemption shit but I simply cannot help myself but to shove all of my favorite things together alright. (@namesonboats I am looking at chuuu 🤠) Cal is apart of some kind of roaming squad (IF you chose a band of outlaws I wouldn’t be opposed), and they are in this one town for a bit. He starts to go to a general store where a Russian aunt and niece run it, and a lot of people just assume Merrin doesn’t even speak any English and dismiss her a lot of the time. But maybe he’s seen her at one of the saloons or tending to one of her horses and thinks that there’s more to her than what she is presenting to the world (and lol she is prettyyyy 😍)

He goes into the store with Greez one day, and he ends up asking Merrin something, and Greez is like lol why do you bother she isn’t going to answer you. Cal is like pssssh this girl is trolling all of you I just know it. Merrin looks at him like he’s grown a second head, and then Asajj comes out and starts to put on the charm and Merrin just yeets right out of there.

Perhaps Cal was wrong. Maybe she didn’t understand him, but that doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t want to get to know her. So he just continues to go to the store anyway and keeps talking to her all the time (We all know the boy can ramble let’s go). Maybe he even runs into her at other parts of town, or even on the outskirts where she’s taken her horse out, and he happens upon her while he’s on his. She does some target practice with a pistol and he’s impressed. He wished he at least knew her name.

There’s a Russian woman in their group, and Cal asks her about a few Russian phrases, to which she complies, but then asks why. Cal is all SUPER red and is just like LOL NO REASON K THX BYEEEE!

Cal goes into the shop, tries out a phrase or two, attempts a hello and asks her how she is doing. He feels like he is making a fool of himself, but then he swears out of the corner of his eye he sees her smirk. He asks her name in Russian, and she sighs…so Cal assumes he’s asked her wrong he clearly couldn’t remember it right and looks at the ground. “Merrin,” she says. His heart races. Asajj comes out and interrupts them OF COURSE.

The gang wants to move on soon, but Cal isn’t ready to let go. It seems silly because practically every interaction they’ve had have been one sided conversations, but he still goes to the store nonetheless and tells her they are going to be leaving. She looks at him poignantly, and he still just doesn’t know if she’s pretending or really doesn’t understand. He dips his cowboy hat to her and tells her it was nice meetin’ ya milady dasvidaniya.

Merrin shouldn’t be disappointed in the American man who came into her shop all the time to annoy her, really it doesn’t matter. How could it? He was really just a nuisance more than anything else, that Calvin ‘Cal’ Kestis.

But, he was truly the only person that she could recall in what feels like a lifetime that looked her in her eyes, talked to her like a person, even if it was at annoying constancy. And GD he even learned some Russian just for her...but she tries to just forget about that handsome, redheaded cowboy all the same.

Merrin is tasked to travel to a few towns over to pick up a delivery for the store, and after the long journey wherein she is going to have to spend the night anyway, so she decides to go to one of the saloons. She rolls her eyes as she sips at her whiskey because more than one man has approached her and thought she was a hooker.

A brawl breaks out and she rolls her eyes harder. Stupid men. All of them were just children.

But then this man comes in the middle of it and tries to break it up. His voice sounds familiar, but she thinks he’s hearing things. She tries to tune it out, but notices he gets punched anyway, and his hat flies off. Yeah, no there was no denying that red hair. She wants to leave, but she can’t; she’s stuck on her stool. Once the fight finally ceases, Cal is with that small man he came into the store with sometimes as he retrieves his hat. He talks with the short man, and she thinks he’s going to leave, and he is just going to be lost to her again, but then he seems to stay for another drink, probably wanting to nurse that black eye he’s no doubt going to get.

He sits at one of the stools and downs a drink. Oh lordt should she go up to him now? After everything she’s lost, it seemed ridiculous to do such a thing, but she finds her feet moving of her own volition. Oh GOD what is she even going to say.

“That is quite the punch you took,” she says, sitting down next to him, “I probably have something in my supplies that could help with that.”

Cal whips his head to her and quickly voices her name, which she was certain he was going to forget. And he seemed most certainly shocked that yes she does indeed know English and has this whole time.

There’s smiles all around as he offers to buy her a drink and she accepts. But she also has to make fun of how terrible his Russian was.

Lol was that enough of the plot for you. AND I MEAN GD I’VE DONE IT AGAIN—

Treasure Hunters:

SHUT UP NO I AM NOT JUST THINKING OF ALL MY FAV VIDEO GAMES THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH UNCHARTED GET THAT THOUGHT OUT OF YOUR HEAD. Cal and Greez are a typical team that also work a lot with Cere.

For this new job, they have to go to Russia for like whatever treasure is there, and Cere has recruited a new member, a surly woman named Merrin that was apparently an expert in Russian history and treasure and all of that (maybe even chemistry or something too because our girl is SMORT). But she is mean and yeah maybe he thinks it’s a little hot but that is besides the point. Why is she even here him and Greez have always gotten along just fine. Do they have to steal something from a Russian big wig crime boss, yeah most probably. Merrin looks WAY too sethy 🥵 in her dress as she tries to distract the men Cal needs to get around…they get caught of course and wooo, calamity ensues.

They get to the location, and whenever they have to make camp, she is always off by herself, even when Cere invites her to sit with them.

Come on this is also a PERFECT opportunity for Cal to show off some parkour skills. And Merrin doesn’t notice them. No, she doesn’t notice them at all she is adamantly not looking—dammit, she looked.

They get deeper and deeper into this job. Cal opens up about how he was an orphan and Greez took him in when they are checking out one of the rooms in this abandoned site. He doesn’t really know why he’s telling her this, but he’s just caught her sad face too many times for him to not think about what was going on in her head. But she’s made it clear she’s only here for the job and doesn’t really care about any of them, so this whole venture was useless anyway.

They still bicker, oH LORDT do they fight about everything. Cere and Greez just assume they are going to bone if they haven’t already. Cal gets all defensive when Greez asks about it like NO…where did you even GET that from omG.

They find the underground area they’ve been trying to get to…and of COURSE the gang gets separated. Cal and Merrin end up in a room they can’t find their way out of. They are STUCK. WtF Cal is stuck with this grump and Merrin is stuck with this way too enthused arrogant asshole—

They try all their options and argue the whole time. They don’t know how long they’ve been stuck in here, but Cal still insists she has the last of the water. And she insists he has the last protein bar. Maybe there was only one bed roll you never know....

Merrin doesn’t know why, but she opens up to him about how she got into all of this. Her mother, that is how her parents met in this deathtrap of an industry, was always fascinated in this treasure in particular. In some sort of stupid way, she thought she was honoring her…it sounds stupid now.

It doesn’t sound stupid, Cal declares.

And look at that they have to WoRk ToGEtHeR to get out and there haaas to be close proximity and touching for that to happen. Come on now I know you have it in you. SOOOOO, yeah that was that one.

Was that enough?? I am so freaking sorry that I pretty much wrote out like almost all the plot to like…most of these. I would start with an idea and before I knew it—I was several paragraphs deep and what is my life. No excuses…I have no way to defend myself…don’t look at me

ANYONE out there, please, if any of these ideas inspire you, take them and roll with it! You in no way are obligated to follow my outlines directly. Take it, make it your own, or follow my plot, IDC, as long as we are getting some more Merrical content out there! Hell, you could even do a combination, a continuation, whatever you want! I was having a pretty shitty week, so this was honestly a fun distraction for me to put together. I can’t believe I went this insane...but actually no I am not.

And if anyone has any more ideas, don’t be shy! Comment on this post, DM me, or write into my ask box. I would love to get your thoughts out there for all of us to see! I am like so thrilled about the amount of Merricals coming out from the woodwork. YESSS, these space nerds just belong together no matter the universe! So I really hope this helped you anon! Would love to add to this list with all y’alls ideas!

Also, if any of you wanted to bounce these ideas or any other ideas you had, also please don’t hesitate to reach out! I am always here to have a fic sesh, believe you me.

Alright, well.. I’ve rambled long enough for the next 500 years, I’ll just…see myself out.

And I am just going to tag some of my Merrical peeps (and ones I know that are around even if we haven't talked before) if you guys are at all interested in writing or contributing! 🥰

@namesonboats @believe-in-alderaan @misfitz-7 @myfaenwy @starryjediknight @dolcid @wayfaringjedi @separatist-apologist @mistressorinoco

[lesbiansurge]

June 2023 Brawl Talk

OH FUCK DANI IS IN THE BACKROOMS!!!!!!

more below the cut!

the new brawler this season is Cordelius, a, um..... mushroom, guy...? they say he was a gardener in starr park, but the toxicity of the place drove him mad; now he's stuck there. oh shit thats LORE!!!!!! nothing we didnt already know but wow!!!!

most of his kit isnt a whole lot; his main attack seems a little on the weaker end, but he is very fast to make up for that. on top of that, his super transports himself and whomever he hits to another dimension where they fight... TO THE DEATH!!! however, the odds are most definitely in his favor, as he gains a speed(!) and reload speed boost while his opponent can't use any gadgets or supers.

there's also spore mind cordelius, the tier 70 brawl pass skin, but frankly i dont care about it. blah blah blah another evil tier 70 brawl pass skin. this is like the third one we've gotten so far, right?

this skin (haunted house 8-bit) sucks dookey im not talking about it.

STONE TROLL LOU IS AWESOME THOUGH!!!! but its the power league skin *among us sound effect*

i actually quite like wood spirit chester. the face reminds me of el muneco from guacamelee 2 :) might not go out of my way to get it however.

finally...

ughhhh i could talk about my gripes with this skin now, but i'll save that for another post. tldr its a fun design but its also a big day for annoying people

there are more skins coming in The Summer of Pirates (keeping to the theme of summer of x) but i dont really care for any of them enough to cover here. which is funny considering griff and surge both got skins for this event.

its time for the best fucking part of this brawl talk though DOUG!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hes actually so awesome and looks so fun to play mechanically. plus i looooove hot dogs WAIT THATS WHY HES NAMED DOUG BECAUSE. BECAUSE THE THE THE HOT DOG!!!!!!!!!

mechanically he has a range similar to (maybe a little smaller than?) jacky, but with attacks like byron. that is, they both heal and hurt. there's also a bit of a point-blank mechanic in play where the closer everyone is to doug, the more health they gain/lose. i also noticed that the healing and damage arent 1:1, which actually makes me a little peeved since they refuse to do something similar for byron. but its whatever though (-:

moving on, he is the first brawler in the game that is able to revive others and himself! wait what about 8bit with extra life?? ...anyway, his super functions very similarly to gus, but replace the shield with a revive effect. of course, this revive effect doesnt last forever! i noticed that brawlers dont drop their gems if they get revived though, which sounds like he will be really good in gem grab. maybe. idk.

theres also the obligatory recolor skin draco doug. not much to talk about with that though <3

not to mention skin remodels! dark tide carl, iris tara (now stara), smuggler penny, and phoenix crow!!! wow!!! bonnie is also getting some 29 gem skins, unicorn bonnie and footbonnie (LIKE FOOTBALL. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER!!!)

finally, the moment some of you have been waiting for...! ARE! BOXES! RETURNING!!!

NO!!!!!!!!

i audibly cheered when they said that. however the mechanics are coming back in their own unique way. its in a way that i feel is a lot less predatory, so im overall happy with this, er... rework...?

introducing starr drops! you earn drops through winning matches (any kind of match counts) that can range from rare to legendary, much like the brawlers. you also get four chances to upgrade these drops, but the chances seem very small. drops can give resources, brawlers, pins, sprays, icons, and even skins! small caveat, only skins purchasable with bling that are not limited can be rewarded.

they also go into some stuff about how this is an overall buff to resource gain. i'll take their word for it :)

some extra stuff! payload is back, but the payloads themselves have no collision (basically meaning you can walk/shoot through them now. like hotzone but the zones move). takedown my beloved and wipeout my despised are back in rotation. quests can now be completed with more than one (but not every) brawler. speaking of quests, premium quests can now be progressed, even if you havent purchased the premium brawl pass. this makes it all the more sweet when you purchase the brawl pass after the beginning of the season :D

finally, paula is going to be leaving the brawl stars team. i wish her all the best <3

[chalterdh22]

Chapter 40: Where’s Din?

Landing back home, we unloaded the ship and unpacked.  I didn’t have to work that night either, so I decided to go into town to see if he was back yet.  I wanted to get this over with.

“Do you want me to come too?”  Din asked.

“No thank you.  That might be awkward.” 

“I didn’t mean stand with you while you told him.  I just meant into town for some company.”

I sighed at the thought.  “No, because Grogu will need to go to sleep soon.  And you guys need your rest before you leave again tomorrow.”  I started walking to my speeder, hopped up on it and looked over at my two boys, just standing there.

“I’ll be back soon.  I promise.”  In a flash, I took off for the city, everything speeding by me.  It felt good to be alone and on my own schedule, at my own pace. 

When I got to the center park and parked my speeder, something told me to go back into the store where I first met him.  Sure enough, like usual, my instincts were correct.  He jogged over to me and gave me a huge hug, which I returned inadvertently.

“Hey!”  He said.

“Hey yourself!  I thought you’d never come back.”  I unclasped his necklace.  “Here, I kept it safe for you.”

“Thanks,” he said smiling, putting back on the beading necklace.  “We’re you bored when I was gone?  It’s ok if you were!”  He said teasingly.

“Can we talk somewhere more private?”

“Sure!”  We walked out of the store and went down a small alley next to it.  I turned to him and touched his arm.  He went to lean in for a kiss and I pulled away.  “What’s wrong, Suri?”  he asked sounding suspicious.

I put my hands on my face, burying it.  This was going to be so difficult!  “I don’t think I can see you anymore, Trevo.”  I slowly looked up at his face.  His mouth was hanging open.

“Why?  Did something happen when I was gone?” 

“Um, kind of.  I’ve been with someone else the past two weeks, and it’s going really well.  I’m so sorry.  It just kind of happened.”  He stepped back and leaned against the way, not blinking, or saying anything.

“Wow…. I wasn’t expecting that.”  He still stared forward and down, not moving an inch.  I could feel a mix of confusion and sadness, no anger though, which actually didn’t make me feel any better.  “If you hadn’t met him, would we still be seeing each other, you think?”

I went to answer with a yes and he quickly said, “Wait, don’t say anything.  I don’t want to know.”  He sighed again. 

“I just want to let you know that you are amazing, and I had one of the best days of my life with you, so thank you.”

He nodded silently, finally looking at me again.  “Well, take care of yourself, Suri.”  He turned and walked away silently.  I turned to walk back to my speeder, stopped and went to sit down on a bench near me, putting my head in my hands.

I began wondering if I had made the right decision, with there being so many unknowns with Din’s situation.  But I had to decide.  It wouldn’t have been fair of me to see both of them and pretend like nothing was going on.  Ugh, it just sucks though.  If I could have met Trevo even a month ago, this would have been so different.  It’s ok, I thought, picking my head up.  I made my decision and it’s done now.

I hopped back onto my speeder and took off back home.  I wanted to see them before they took off again.  It’ll be nice and peaceful back at the cabin.

When I arrived, Grogu was high jumping everywhere in the front of the house.  I smiled at the scene because he looked so free.  He had a lot of energy I could tell.  I yelled out to him as I walked up and he stopped and jumped into my arms, gurgling.  “What are you doing, little man?  Playing don’t touch the hot lava?”  I asked, kissing him on the head.  “Where’s your dad at?”  He gave me a blank stare.

“What do you mean you don’t know?  Come on, where is he?”

He looked back up to me and yelled some sounds, none of which I could understand.

“Stop, stop.  Let’s try to communicate without talking for a second.”  I sat down and put him in front of me.  “Now, tell me what you know.”

I saw him waking up and going outside.  He was yelling for Din, but he didn’t come, so he waddled back inside to the refresher.  He touched his empty bed.  He saw his armor thrown about the place and…… 

I immediately jumped up and ran into the cabin, leaving Grogu behind.  I looked and saw the mess of armor, gloves, boots, thrown about.  His blaster was on the floor along with a few other items that are usually on him.  I started getting really nervous.  I felt a rush of energy like something horrible happened here. 

Looking around, I saw a small syringe on the floor.  I picked it up and saw a small spot of blood on the tip.  I knew this was stuck in Din’s body, probably to knock him out.  How many people did this?  It had to be more than one.  With the refresher door opened, I closed my eyes and put my hand on the door.  He was surprised here leaving the refresher with only his flight suit back on.  Three people jumped him immediately and stuck him right here, but he fell forward onto where all his armor was, making it fly everywhere.

They drag him out of the cabin, leaving everything else here.  Another type of speeder was parked aways from the cabin around the back.  I walked out that way and followed he drag trail.  They loaded him here and went back in for something.  Maybe the kid, I thought.

Where was Grogu when all this was happening?  I looked back down at him and noticed he was damp.  Maybe he was playing in the pond.  “Where you in the pond when you saw them take off?”  He nodded “Were they looking for you too?”  He shook his head no.

Ok, so it had nothing to do with the kid.  That’s good at least.  Well, if they are on a speeder of some kind, they won’t use it to leave the planet.  I grabbed Grogu, jumped on my speeder and followed the bike trail into a wooded area.  Something in me said to stop though.  I’m really good at tracking, and something was rubbing me the wrong way.  I was shifting in my seat.  I could sense Din was still on this planet, but for how long?

I was torn between going forward taking Grogu to safety, but that would back track and take up too much time.  I looked down at him and said, “Let’s go find your father.”

[stewardofningishzida]

Chapter 4: Hello!

The meta-fic continues! Enjoy!

TW: Panic attack mention and pandemic mention

*After fixing the things that Cloak had knocked over, I rejoin Trix and Stephen, who are currently sitting on the couch in the living room.  I’m incredibly nervous from all of the activity and about how the situation might continue to develop.  As a result, I’m pacing back and forth, trying to take slow, deep breaths and stay calm.  Though now I’m thinking about what else could possibly happen.*  

Stephen:  Catastrophizing won’t help.  Sit down with us before you wear a hole through the rug.  I’ll think of something and now your group is backing us up.  Relax before you give yourself a panic attack.  

Trix: Seriously, panic attacks are no joke. For now let’s take things as they come. 

Me:  Okay…Okay…It’s just that if you can come through to here, anyone or anything else can too.  

Stephen:  I can still protect us.  The Sling Ring is merely an item used for transport.  

*I sigh and sit down, breathing in deeply before releasing it slowly.  Then, I glance at the door, listening.*

*four quick knocks*

*I open the door and look.*

Fox: Steward, hi! *unsubtly looks over your shoulder* May I come in? I… *face blanks* ...I should've brought something, but I didn't because I have zero working braincells at the moment. Sorry. 

*I let her in.*  

Me:  It’s okay.  We’ll have plenty of supplies coming in soon.

Fox: *awkward thumbs up* Sounds like a party! 

*Stephen looks at Fox and waves awkwardly.*

Stephen:  Doctor Stephen Strange…and you are…?

Fox, noticing Stephen and waving back: Hi, Stephen! Hi, Cloak! *nervous laugh* So, huh. I'm Fox. Nice to meet you in person? 

Stephen:  Thanks.  *He’s not completely sure how to respond yet.  Everything is still new to him.*

Fox: *looks at both Steward and Trix for help in this awkward social situation. "I am not prepared for this send help" look lmao*

Trix:  Listen, I was just as awkward as you are. Don’t look at me!

*The cloak waves back.*

Fox: Oh!! Hi!! *smile* oh my God you look so warm and comfy. The best blanket in the multiverse. Must have your hands full with helping Stephen. *short laugh*

*Stephen curls his lip, slightly amused.  Cloak practically jumps off of the sorcerer’s shoulders to float in front of Fox curiously, almost like a friendly dog.  It reaches out a corner to shake “hands”.*

Fox: *tentatively reaches forward to shake its "hand", but once contact is made and she does not spook the Cloak she's a bit more confident and smiles* You are so soft… 

*Cloak looks “happy” about this…or as happy as an object without a face can look.  It whooshes back to Stephen.*

Trix: God, relics are awesome.

*The doorbell rings.*

*I pause.*  

Me:  Who is it?

Hana: It's me! I brought Crème Brûlée!

Me:  Oh, Hana.  All right.  Welcome!  

*I open the door to let Hana in.  Stephen and the others greet her.*

Trix: Another for the Stephen Protection Squad!

Stephen:  Who else is coming here again?

Hana: *kind of still in shock* Are you sure you haven't like… dispersed some drug in the air, like that hound of the Baskerville episode?

Me:  As crazy as this is, no.  *Tries to make a joke to diffuse the tension.*  Damnit, Jim!  I’m a cell biologist anyway, not a pharmacologist.  *Small, stupid grin.*

Hana: *actually does laugh at that* *looks at Stephen* wow. *Really doesn't know what to say* um… Crème Brûlée?

Fox, under her breath: Eheh… Crème Brûlée… 

Stephen:  Erm…Maybe in a bit when everyone’s here.  *He shifts awkwardly, composing himself.*  I assume we’ll gather some background information about each other and our respective universes first to determine the best course of action.

Hana: Sounds valid. But we already do know a lot about your universe. 

Me:  Though we need to pinpoint which variant you are without messing up your timeline.  I have a few questions to figure that out.

Trix: I don’t know much about the comics but for the MCU, I’m your gal.

Hana: Well. We could start by how you got here. 

Me:  He said that he was fighting Shuma-Gorath earlier.  The monster managed to smack him through a portal with one tentacle and steal his Sling Ring with another.

*Stephen groans.  This was still rather embarrassing for him.*

Fox: That is a pretty big L…

*Stephen gives Fox a look. Fox looks mortified for a moment and quietly apologizes.*

Stephen:  *Sighs*  It’s fine…That was a rookie mistake.  Wong will never let me hear the end of this.

Hana: *looks at him, thinks. Yup, he's definitely real* Can you do magic here? Our universe isn't really big on it.

Stephen:  I can, yes.  

Hana: Huh. There's probably some cult out there that does this stuff. We could look into it. I suppose they have websites? Or Discord servers in the least? 

Me:  Laer’s on the case.  She’s looking via Tor so we don’t attract too much unwanted attention.

Trix: I know more about psychics and tarot and crystals but no one has mentioned any eldritch magic. Though I’m curious to see if they feel a change in the energy after this.

Hana: Good. Well, I had the most ridiculous day. Just spent the whole day standing in the hallway of the dormitory cuz the warden never showed up. *Sits heavily on the couch* *looking at Stephen*

Stephen:  You go to boarding school?  *He’s curious.*  How did you get here, then?

Hana: *smiles* med school actually. I took a flight.

Fox: Yoooooo, fellow med student! High five! *raises hand for high five*

Stephen (slight smirk):  Heh…Which specialties are you both aiming for?

Hana: *high fives Fox* None, yet. It's my first year. Thinking of Gynaecology though. I don't know yet. Subject to change.

Fox: It's my fourth year and to be honest? Everything looks interesting. I'm not sure yet what I'm going to specialize in. Maybe after some more hospital training I'll get a clearer picture. 

Hana: In which year do the postings start in your country? (US?)

Fox: I technically should have started in a blood withdrawal center during the second year, but COVID happened, so that got… you know…*vaguely gestures*

Hana: I don't know if I am pissed or relieved Covid took my high school years tbh. In my country, postings start from the third year.

Stephen:  Huh.  Good luck, you two.  Wait…Covid?

Trix: Ah yes, the pandemic of the century. Hopefully. I don’t trust other humans at this point.

Fox: Sars-Cov-2. Uhh probably keep an eye on the Hong Kong Sanctum. Wouldn't want to start a pandemic by portaling all over the world… 

Me:  It’s a long story, but basically, there’s a global pandemic going on.  We’re all vaccinated here, thankfully.  You, on the other hand, need to get your shots or just stay away from anyone outside.  Wear a mask, social distance, etc.  Seeing as we’re helping you go back home quickly, let’s just make sure you don’t go near other people as much as possible.  Oh, you might also want to isolate yourself for 10 days after getting back just to be safe and not infect anyone if you become a carrier.

Stephen (highly concerned):  Point taken.

Fox, zoning out: Would our COVID tests work in your universe or would the virus be different enough to not be picked up by the test…? 

Stephen:  Our viruses are probably very similar if not the same.  However, the mutations could be wildly different.  So, your virus and tests would work in my universe, but any mutations in my universe might change that.  Honestly, I don’t know for sure.

Fox: Hmmm makes sense. I just wondered if we could give you some tests so you get a head start in finding who's infected if your universe also gets that virus. 

Trix:  I have some at home tests as well. We don’t need to set a plague upon another universe.

Stephen:  Probably a safe bet.  I’ll take them back with me.

Hana: Is the cloak here too? *Is decidedly more excited to see the cloak than Stephen*

*Said Cloak gently flutters on his shoulders to make its presence known.  It’s currently gripping the sorcerer slightly more tightly, as though concerned for his well-being.  Stephen gives it a reassuring pat.*

Hana: *starry eyes* It's real!!!! *Waves* Hi~

*It waves back at her.*

Fox, whispering to Hana: It's so soft. *turns to the Cloak* Everyone's going to want to touch you, I'm pretty sure. So… Prepare yourself? 

*The Cloak nods.  It’s still holding Stephen at the moment.

Fox: Unless that Shuma-Gorath is on his way here, there's no threat at all! *peeks at the closest window to check the curtains are drawn* I hope. So… safe enough. 

*The curtains are drawn.*

Stephen:  For now, but once certain entities figure out where I am, there’s a chance they may either attempt to devastate my universe or break into this one to get at me and subjugate its inhabitants, including you.

Fox: Well. That's… Not great. *turns to Steward* So this is an "eldritch monster might level my house" situation, but worse! 

Me:  It appears so.  Though we don’t know when that could be.

Trix: I mean, look at the bright side though: we still get to meet Stephen and Cloak and know they exist! My therapist said to focus on the positives rather than spiral into a pit of existential anxiety! *chuckles nervously to herself while fidgeting with her hands*

Fox: Trueee… *awkward thumbs up*

Hana: I know this is just me making things up but is there some kind of cloaking spell that exists that can… i don't know… hide your magical signature? 

Stephen:  There is, but then Wong wouldn’t be able to find me either.

Fox: Fair. Hmm… What about creating a sling ring? Or, well, enchanting something to work like a sling ring. Maybe. I don't know, movies didn't go that deep into magic. 

Stephen:  I could attempt it, but I’ll need to do some research first.  If there’s any material on such a relic here.  Even then, it’ll probably take a while for anyone or anything to find me since this universe doesn’t have magic.  That’ll act like a sort of dampener.  So, there’s that, at least.

Fox: *finger guns*

Hana: *thinking* This… reminds me of something. Something like this happens in the comics. Well, not exactly this. But close enough. You *looks at Stephen* wake up one day to find Earth has lost its magic. So you go to Tony. He gives you a lovely speech and a pretty spaceship. So basically, in that segment, you don't have any relics. So you make the relics yourself. You made this sword that can cut portals.

Fox: Is this the, y'know… Spacesuit Stephen? And I might not know the comics, but that one panel of the sword I do remember for… Reasons. *short laugh*

Hana: *fully understanding the Reasons* Yeah, it was good. So, can you make relics?

Stephen:  *Raising an eyebrow*  I’ve never done it before, but if I was able to do it in another timeline, I suppose it’s worth a try.

*They ponder quietly for a moment.*

*the doorbell rings*

*someone knocks on the door* 

Alexis: *yelling slightly* “Hey, it’s me, Alexis! I brought soup and some snacks!” 

*I go to answer the door and let her in.*

Me:  Thanks so much!  Erm…Stephen, Cloak; Alexis.

*They both greet her.  Cloak goes to help her put stuff down.* 

Alexis: *looks at Stephen in amazement* “Huh. He’s actually real. Nice to see you, Stephen and Cloak. Have some soup.”

Stephen:  *To Alexis*  Thank you.  *He turns to me.*  Is that everyone so far?  

Me:  For now.  There are others online and those we’ll need to go visit ourselves.  A total of nine people in the loop.  *I get up to place the various foods on the dining table.*  Thanks, everyone.  Let’s have some food for now.  We’ll need energy to keep our heads and figure stuff out.  *I go to get some plates and bowls.  Stephen and Cloak help me set the table.*

Stephen (to us):  Thank you again for your hospitality.  I don’t intend to stay long if I can help it.

Me (smirking):  Just don’t blow up the house or anything else and we’ll call it good.

Tear: *After a couple hours of inactivity, I finally send a new text message.* Hey guys! The last client has finally left, so the bakery is officially clear of any strangers (heh). I just wanted to check in and see if you’ve decided what to do this evening. I want to know if I should turn off and clean the espresso machine or if I should expect your visit after all. No pressure! Thor knows you all are probably still reeling about what happened ;;;;;

*I feel my phone vibrate and check it, reading the message.  Trix, Stephen, the others, and I had an early dinner an hour or so ago and cleaned up.  I reply.*

Me (text):  Awesome!  As tempting as espresso is, it’s probably a bit late for that.  However, Stephen might want some.  I’ll ask him…He’s okay with it.  Caffeine doesn’t really affect him as much as it used to.  He’d like to meet you.  So, I’ll be there in a moment.  See you in about 20 minutes!

**To be continued**

[aajjks]

mommy issues!JK

well, this is a sight to behold.

it’s rare that eunwoo gets to see jungkook frantic, what’s even weirder is that he’s acting like this because of a woman he knows little to nothing about. you’re a walking mystery book; a code neither jungkook or eunwoo can crack and he isn’t too sure if alina knows much about you either. he’s trying to think about all the conversations you’ve had with alina but it’s all blank. which is crazy because you and alina talk all of the time but he’s too tired to listen to every detail you and alina spew everyday. he feels for his friend, he really does because the last woman that had jungkook throwing fits was nara, but not in a good way.

“listen man, i’m not saying it’s your fault but you know y/n views all of us as just parents, including alina sometimes. wait, she likes girls?” eunwoo says with a confused look on his face. he never took you as the type to be into women until jungkook brings up ‘that bitch’ also known as, chaeyoung. it takes a minute for things to click in eunwoo’s head but when it finally does “dude…chaeyoung and y/n definitely fucked and maybe chaeyoung caught feelings? that’s probably why she told you that but don’t listen to her. you still have a chance”

you…and chaeyoung?

great, another thing about you he had no clue of. still, you seem to have no intentions of giving him a chance and it’s killing jungkook because he wants you; he’s in love with you. your headstrong personality and maternal nature is so attractive to him yet scares him a little. it’s not easy to get a good read on you when you act as if nothing is a problem to you.

when jungkook told you about his ex, you didn’t yell, scream, show a disgusted look, degrade him, none of that. you just politely declined and showed no judgement towards him. you even bid him a goodnight with that honey-like voice of yours and woke up the next morning with honey still dripping from your tongue because everything you say is always so sweet.

you think jungkook is confused? eunwoo is lost too, although he is a little concerned about his friend’s ‘murdering’ and ‘kidnapping’ remarks but he’s trying his best to help him.

*ding*

👑 alina : morning! question, are you going with areum to this aquarium field trip? you know she’s going to want one of us to go with her

eunwoo takes a look at his phone to read the text message alina sent him and right on cue, jungkook brings it up too, giving him two ideas to help his friend.

eunwoo places his hands on jungkook’s desk and says “i just got an idea!!!”

“the aquarium field trip is perfect to win her heart or at least ask her out on a date. buuuut, you’ve got to talk to her. you know? get to know her a little”

‘wait really? figure skating?’

‘haha, yeah, i used to skate a lot as a skate’

“THAT’S RIGHT!! talk to her about figure skating. um, alina and y/n were talking about it. said she used to figure skate all of the time growing up. in the meantime, i’m gonna tell alina to convince y/n to come to the parting dinner so you can get to know her a little. you know? work your charm on her and then BAM! by the time the aquarium field trip happens, you two will hopefully be kissing already. am i the greatest friend ever or am i the greatest friend ever?”

~🫧

He jumps and hugs Eunwoo tightly, oh he feels so great now! “Bro- stay away from me because I really might kiss you!” He cries out, “you really are the greatest friend ever!” He breaks the hug and gushes, jumping up and down.

“This is so good- she’s so attractive isn’t she? I mean figure skating?!” Wow, you’re so talented too, Jungkook really wants to see you figure skate, and this is really a golden opportunity. But soon he feels like punching eunwoo because he said that you fucked chaeyoung?

Well if you didn’t have a problem with fucking your fellow colleague then you definitely shouldn’t have a problem with fucking jungkook and being his soulmate.

He smirks because even though he doesn’t have any solid proof of you and chaeyoung being sexually involved but this info could come in handy.

“Okay now fuck off because I gotta work- you HAVE to let alina know so she can convince my yn to come to the party!” He practically kicks out eunwoo from his cabin.

He sulks again as he goes back to his chair and sits down. Why would you fuck chaeyoung??!? Why would you do this to him? She can’t even compare to him!! Oh he feels sick.

But he just sighs, and decides to read the red file on his desk.

Now, he might not be the only person who you’ve fucked- but he will make sure that he will be the last.

____

Oh being a mother is NOT an easy job.

As soon as her husband and areum both come back from school, alina already feels exhausted, being a lazy person and on top of that a wife and a mother? It’s an experience for sure.

After an hour or so, after areum is on the dining table eating away with her daddy, eunwoo tells her about jungkook and his obvious crush on you, so she does decide to actually call you.

After a few rings you pick up, and she hears your voice on the other line. “Hey yn!!!!” She greets you, “listen I was wondering if you’ll be there for the parting dinner? Oh the one jungkook told you about?” She is a little blunt, but she has seen genuine affection for you in jungkooks eyes so,

She doesn’t mind playing Cupid

“No no no! You have to come- as his plus one! Please I’ll be so bored without you- eunwoo will be with his friends and I hate socialites!” She won’t let you deny her.

You have to come. Jungkook deserves a shot & she needs her best friend.

“I’ll talk to jungkook too! No I don’t know anything you’ll come or I won’t ever talk to you again!”

[knowlessman]

lol, forgot this show was a thing for a whole month. um, there's more nomus, there's smart nomus I think, endeavor fucking died except he didn't, anyway now it's movie time so probably nothing relevant to the current plot will happen and also nothing in this movie will become relevant to the plot even if it should. (bnha movie 2, heroes rising)

cg cars I think? ohey it's Lizardman from Every Villain Is Lemons. and some buckethead rando who looks like they wandered in from Dark Souls. and that… dude… the lock guy, forget his name. -- did yall fucking kidnap actual literal vegeta from dragonball

yooo it's fukken happening, Dancing Boy's fighting Frowny Man, I didn't think that was til next season

so they were actually just transporting solid snake?

(intro spiel) ♪ and then one sunny afternoon, All Might came to say... ♪

beach episode stuffs ig, no notes cept why did they have to intro mineta first

...tokoyami can fly? in broad daylight? is that, like... is that legit, or just movie-show inconsistency?

("you took an hour to find a lost kid? I'm gonna leave a bad review") should've scolded that kid back for making a fake call and wasting time that could've been spent responding to an emergency

bakugo: "I'm reserve, that means I can lie around and do fuckall unless a villain shows up" -- "cool, thanks for volunteering for guard duty" 'XD got his ass

"hurry up and master that quirk so I can fight you" bakugo continuing to think he's in dragonball

poor hat kid crying wolf. that sister of his is gonna owe him three buckets of ice cream for the chewing-out bakugo will probably give them

I thought the hero-nerfing darts were, like, resolved? Eri got rescued, but I guess there are still a lot of unused darts? -- ah, maybe they've just managed to replicate All for One.

holy shit they got jim carrey for this movie

"the next time you could come home was in ten days, right?" are these kids just completely unsupervised for ten days? don't they at least have a grandparent watching them? no wonder they can't find anything better to do than make prank calls -- dilf legoshi hates trucks? not clickbait?

k, confirmed then, psycho mantis or wever can steal quirks. …and he has mega-explosive farts that pulverise skyscrapers in the background and throw lightning everywhere whenever he does it. (he should probably take something for that.) -- now, I've never played the Metroid Prime games (cept Hunters and it probably doesn't count), but even I know a Phazon overdose when I see one

"you picked the wrong person to taunt!" "katsuki baku… oh! you're that guy that got taken hostage by the slime monster that one time, right?" -- "what's up with that guy, anyway?" A LOT. -- pokemon npcs, that's who these kids look like. they got "level 4 Caterpie" written all over them.

okay, dilf legoshi is on some cool shit. top-tier design right here for a filler villain

"an invisible wall made of air? wow, I definitely didn't just finish kicking someone's ass who had that exact quirk."

"what? the guy whose power is making explosions exploded his way out of my bandages!"

"I can't steal it… no, I don't have enough free spaces to steal them all…" shoulda bought more ram. that is interesting, tho; the previous avatars won't let One for All be stolen (or it just counts as as many quirks as it's had wielders, or maybe adds quirks to its, like, payload when a wielder has one?).

(giant inflatable-mascot-looking deku illusion) …hehe. kid could have a future in advertising.

"ha! I have air maneuverability, so I can get around your shields!" "in response, I summon yellow eyes blue dragon in attack mode!"

-- "detroit sma-" "holding priority, fartocalypse into forked lightning!"

"what happened to the villain we caught?" "you mean the one bakugo blasted in the face with nitroglycerin at point-blank range? he's tied up in the basement, but he's not talking much. probably because his lungs, teeth and entire fucking head got Galick-Gunned into oblivion"

good pep talk happening, but when does some kinda plan show up -- …okay this is actually an awesome plan, and not only takes into account everything the heroes know, but correctly guesses the villains' whole deal. …how the hell are the villains sposed to compete with this? 'XD I guess psycho mantis probably has some tricks left he hasn't shown, but they'll need some other aces in the hole. or at least to not try to come in via the front door.

dilf legoshi lights his cigar with his own fire breath. …damn this guy's cool. I mean, how many characters have fire breath, and I've never seen one do that.

they seriously have nothing to throw at psycho mantis but rocks tho, huh. they did say they gotta keep their distance, I guess. and it wouldn't be *heroic* to make spears or whatnot.

"we poisoned our weapons with a toxic mucus made by asui, who by the way can also turn invisible now." …hah????? is any of this shit canon? is this movie actually set a few episodes into s5? what gives? aoyama has also been firing lasers from his shoulders and stuff, and I don't think I've seen him do that before either. -- daaamn, dilf legoshi also knows hyper beam?

uh-oh, they got psycho mantis to his limit, but it looks like he's juicing with more Phazon to surpass it -- daaang, he's got cg thunder clouds going now. he's going super fartocalypse god super fartocalypse -- he's also got doc ock tentacles except they're dragons from yugioh

second time this movie these dumbass kids have been told to run from the villain and just sat there -- …kid, your quirk is illusions. like, okay, that didn't work last time either, but still, running TOWARDS the bad guy? and your brother is STILL just sitting there

"you did a good job, katsuma" no he fucking didn't, he ran AT the bad guy, maybe hoping his quirk would suddenly turn into something that could attack -- oh NOW you run

"but how did you avoid the lightning?" "we used kaminari as a lightning rod" 'XD harsh, but a legitimate strategy

"what would all might do?" idk, win? all might doesn't have half the brains you do, deku, I don't think he's ever made a plan in his life -- "the power to transfer power…" oh hell no, bakugo is the LAST person you should be trusting with this. deku, for all your brains, how do you still find it in you to assume the best of a guy who has bullied you relentlessly and unrepentantly your entire life?

(flashback) I forgot all for one doesn't have fucking eyes, wtf, he's got overgrown skin where his eyes should be

"besides, I'm sure all might would say it's fine if it's you" jesus christ, all might is an idiot and even he knows better than that. you may be the plan guy but you got a blind spot bigger than the sun. good thing this is a movie so nothing in it sticks.

"wh-what is this?" …so wait, you both did detroit smash and opened the clouds and shit and some lady started singing the star spangled banner or wevertf and you DIDN'T EVEN HIT THE BAD GUY WITH IT -- YOU BOTH HAVE FUCKING PURPLE ARMS AND YOU DID NOT EVEN HIT THE BAD GUY WITH IT??? HE'S STANDING RIGHT THERE TAUNTING AND POWERING UP WTF YOU JUST WASTED SO MUCH

this is some good-ass animation that they've decided to mute and set to America's football halftime showtune (it's just all slow and loud and showy so it makes me think of that, I have no idea what the actual song is but I think most of it's in English)

I'll say this about the last quarter, I like the bad guy's purple energy butterfly wings

"sayonara, one for all, I leave you in the most abusive, self-centered person I know's homicidal hands" -- "the predecessors gave them a miracle…" okay so maybe all might doesn't know better, but the previous avatars do and rejected vegeta, thank fuck

"good night, Nine. good work." but he didn't do anything here. also can handface eat people's quirks too?

"vegeta doesn't remember anything about the transfer of one for all…" again, thank fuck. I guess they knew he'd be impossible to write from there without officially making him an antagonist. hell, how often does a movie have to specify one character not remembering the events from it? (I know, from the writer's perspective it's just that he would talk about it, but really, they're way too generous to his personality in general)

the kid's only got a healing quirk, stop telling him he'll be a hero, he'll think he's a front-liner when he can do no good there. the back line is just as important.

eh. end part was a little annoying, but was good movie overall. Pretty much everybody got to do cool shit, and the action bits were cool.

[superdcchick]

Welcome home Sy

captain syverson x F Reader

word count: 2,258

Warnings: fluff, sex (p in v)

(gif not mine)

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"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Your best friend Jane waves her hand in front of your face. "Huh? I'm sorry what were you saying?"

"My brother's homecoming party? You're coming, right?

"Um, yeah I guess, what time?"

"2 pm"

"Okay, I'll be there"

Her brother, Austin, or as everyone called him, Sy, was away on a 12-month deployment. Both of you were friendly but your best friend always told you that it would be super weird and awkward if anything happened between you two. You couldn't believe he actually joined the army. He said it was the only way to get out of this small town. The day he told you about joining, it was a rainy day after school and you had missed your ride with the girls. You were standing at the school doors when you heard a truck honk "Hop in darlin'". You smiled, ran to his truck, and got in, leaving your bag down at your feet.

"Thanks, Austin, had to stay back to talk about my art project"

"Why didn't you ask that brat of a sister of mine to wait?"

"I think you just answered your own question Austin"

"Ahh, the brat gets whatever she wants"

"So what are you gonna do when you've finished school?"

"I'm joining the army darlin'"

You start to laugh "Good one Austin"

"I'm not joking sweetheart"

"But that's, that's so dangerous"

Sy laughs "I didn't know you cared so much"

Your cheeks started to burn bright red "No I mean, you're my best friend's brother"

"Yeah I know that"

"You could get shot or blown up"

He's got a blank expression on his face

"I mean, there are lots of other options Austin"

"Not for me, I want to get out of here and this is my way out"

"Really? That's your only way?"

"Yeah"

He pulled up outside your house. You both sat in silence most of the drive after he told you about joining the army.

"Are you sure you wanna join the army?

"Yeah, have all my forms filled out and will be sending them off a few weeks before I finish school"

"Oh, okay, well good luck with it Austin"

"Thanks, darlin'" He reaches over you and opens your door for you. When you left his truck that day you didn't see him again until Jane told you that because he was joining the army he would leave school earlier and go straight into training. Your heart sank, he was gone and you didn't know if he would be back. You saw his truck in the driveway every time you went to see Jane, his dad was taking care of it. Then you heard about his 12 months deployment.

-----

Walking into Jane's house, you say hi to her mom and dad and go upstairs to her room. "Hey Jane, need any help with the party?"

"Nah, mom's got it covered. Wow, where did you pull that dress out of?"

"Oh you know, it was just in the back of my closet"

"Huh, I'm pretty sure I saw it in the shops last week. You're not dressed up for Sy are you?"

"What? No, I'm here for you stupid"

"Good, cause you and my brother together would be weird"

"Yeah I know, you've said it like a million times"

Jane's mom calls the both of you downstairs, more people have arrived. "Okay everyone, they should be back in about 10 minutes!" Jane's mom shouts. Your stomach flipped, you were nervous to see him. Everyone stood in the sitting room waiting for Sy to come through the door. The front door opened and he turned into the sitting room "SURPRISE!!"

Everyone ran to welcome him home, hugging him and shaking his hand. There was definitely a difference in him since you last saw him. More muscle and the beard really suit him. "Let's go outside to the back garden," Jane says and walks out and you follow. A little while later you head into the kitchen to grab a drink, open the fridge and grab a soda, and close the fridge again. "Hey, darlin'". Almost dropping your drink you turn and see Sy standing in front of you with a huge smile on his face. "Hey, Sy! Welcome home" You smile. "Thank you, see, I'm okay, nothing happened" You both laugh. "I'm glad you were safe Sy, how was it?"

"Very stressful but some of it was actually fun. Do I look different?"

"Yes! Very different, the beard suits you and you got uh, bigger"

He smirks, "Bigger?"

"More muscles"

"Oh, you like that do you?" You hit him playfully on the chest.

"I uh, kinda had a lucky charm with me while I was deployed" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver charm bracelet.

"It's a bit girly for you isn't it?"

He chuckles softly "It's yours, it fell out of your bag that day I brought you home from school. The day I told you I was joining the army"

You kept staring at him, unable to speak. "I had planned to give it back to you but I kept forgetting to give it to Jane and then I finished school early to leave and I dunno, it's just always stayed with me"

He walks over to you and grabs your wrist and holds it out. He puts the bracelet on "There, back where it belongs" he smiles. Something in your body had taken over, you were moving closer to him and laying your hand on his chest. You went up on your tip toes and pressed your lips to his. Pulling away for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. His hand wraps around the side of your neck and he pulls you back in. Soft tender kisses as his tongue massages against yours. "Let's get out of here darlin'"

"But this is your party, you can't just leave"

Just then his mom walks into the kitchen "Austin, there you are! Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine mom but I was thinking of taking an early night, so I'm gonna head back to my place"

"Okay Austin, have a good night" She kisses her son on the cheek. "Y/N honey would you like me to take you home?"

"I can take her mom, it's no bother"

"Okay, see you later, don't drive too fast honey"

Sy grabs his keys and you head up to Jane's room to grab your bag. Heading out the door, into Sy's truck. He smiles at you as you settle into the seat and put your seatbelt on.

"What?"

"Nothing sweetheart, you look beautiful that's all"

"Sy, I don't wanna go home yet, could we just drive somewhere?"

"Sure, I know a quiet spot" He starts up the truck and drives out of the driveway. The drive was quite, Sy was humming along to something on the radio. He pulled into a nice spot, not creepy or anything like that but it was nice and peaceful. You were looking out the window while playing with your bracelet that Sy had put back on.

"This where you bring all your ladies Sy?"

He laughs "No sweetheart, you're the only lady I've brought here. Well, the second but my buddy Jason, him and his girl at the time were fighting, so I brought her here to calm down. I stood outside my door while she sat inside. When she wanted to go home, I took her home"

"So are you gonna stand outside this time?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No"

He shoots you that sweet smile of his that makes you melt, so you look away. You feel his hand under your chin and he turns your head back to him, his thumb runs across your bottom lip, and his hand moves to the back of your head pulling you to his lips. This time it was full of want, both of his hands on your cheeks and his thumbs rubbing them.

"Why don't we move this to the back seat Sy" You smirk

"Sure sweetheart"

Undoing your seatbelt and moving to the back seat and Sy does the same and starts to kiss you again. "You wear this pretty dress for me, baby?"

"Uh-huh. I thought it might leave an impression" You smirk

Pulling you close to him he leaves wet kisses along your neck and lays you down on the seat, placing himself above you. Kissing you softly and passionately, his hand pushing your hair back as his hand moves down your body landing on your thigh. His hand moves in cupping your core "Fuck darlin' you're so fucking wet" All she can do is nod at him. He sits back for a moment, slipping your panties off. Starting to feel shy you close your legs and cover your face with your hands. Sy smiles, bringing your legs down as he places himself between them and moves your hands away from your face "You're so beautiful baby, don't hide on me"

You smile and kiss him again. You feel his hand on your aching core. His fingers rub through your folds then you feel his finger over your entrance. Pushing in slowly, you couldn't help the moan that left your mouth. His middle finger is deep inside you rubbing on your sweet spot, then he slowly starts to move it in and out. Moaning against his lips "That's it, baby, let me take care of you. Fuck you sound so good"

"Sy please" You beg between moans "Please fuck me"

"Shh, easy darlin'"

Pulling at his t-shirt and starting to undo his jeans. You can see the bulge in his jeans and you decide to palm him and oh god, the grunt out of him when you did it. He pulls his boxers and jeans down and his erection springs free. He strokes himself and kisses you again but stops"Sy? What's wrong?"

"I uh, I haven't got a condom"

"Oh wait a second" You sprang up off the seat and dived into the front for your bag. He watches you as you rummage around for a few seconds and then you pull out a condom and he laughs.

"My sister gave it to me last week when I went out clubbing" You laugh

Opening the condom and start to roll it on and stroke him. "Ready baby?

"Yeah" you smile and he lays you back while kissing you, laying on top of you. He rubs the tip of his cock through your folds and lines himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself in. The mixture of pleasure and the sting from his cock stretching you "Fuck sweetheart, you're so fucking tight" he whispers in your ear. He pulls out slowly and then back in again. "Feels so good Sy, oh god"

As his pace picks up, you can't control your moans. You love how he is stretching you. Your eyes roll back every time he hits that sweet spot. "Fuck Sy oh god"

"That's it baby, feels so good". His lips are all over your neck as he pounds into you. His hand moves down to rub on your clit. Your body starts to jerk. Moaning in his ear "Oh god, yes, yes, fuck!"

Your body feels like it's overheating, feeling the wave of pleasure overcome you, clenching around his cock as you moan out. You can't help it, his cock feels so good inside you. Your vision turns white as you cum hard around his cock.

As you start to come down, you hear Sy "Hey, hey baby, you're okay, I've got you". Your vision comes back and you smile seeing Sy over you brushing your hair back from your face "You okay sweetheart?"

"More than okay Sy" Kissing him softly.

Sy sits back on the seat and motions for you to come to him. Straddling his lap, lining himself up with you again, sinking down on his cock you start to rock your hips back and forth. His head pressed against yours as you both let out little breaths and moans. Sy places his hands on your hips guiding you to move faster. "Sy oh god, feels so good" You cry out.

"I know baby, I feel you squeezing me, cum for me baby, give me another"

Keeping your pace you cum again, just as hard as before, Clenching around his cock sends him over the edge cumming too. He buries his head in the crook of your neck as he moans. Both of you moaning messes, laying on top of each other. He lays you down carefully and kisses you. Placed your hand on his cheek smiling at him. You both stayed like that for a while.

After a little while, you look at the time "Damn, I better get home.

"Okay baby"

You both fix your clothes and move back to the front of the truck.

"Sy?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"I don't mean to get all girly on you but, what does this mean?"

"It means that I want you to be mine, my girlfriend"

You smiled so big "I'd love to be your girlfriend" you lean over and kiss him softly.

He drives you home, pulling up outside your house "Thanks Sy, call me tomorrow?"

"I will sweetheart" He kisses you good night.

"Here I think you should keep this" taking off your bracelet and putting it around his rearview mirror.

"It seems to give you more luck than me, so you keep it" Kissing him again and left the truck. You can't wait to see him tomorrow.

[coollemonsaresour]

The Love That Don't Stop

Pairing: Steve Rogers x daughter reader, Steve Roger x Natasha Romanoff. Warnings: Child abandonment, angst, fluff

Summary: It is Y/n's birthday, and she gets an unexpected present.

Word count: 2632

Request: @maximeevansblog ; The reader (me ) is the daughter of Steve rogenrs and its the readers birtday, and he takes her to the nail en hair salon , and they come back, and in the tower, they have a suprise party for her, and natasha comes with adoption papers and, he wants to her mom and a lotts of fluff thanks, and if its ready you tag me right ( natasha and Steve are dating) thanks. And if its ready you tag me right thanks

Request: Anonymous; can you do a Natasha x black!child!reader? I really liked your other fic. You don't have to if you don't want to.

A/n: I made lots of changes, cause when I went to go post it two weeks ago, my fics were two similar to the other two. The highlighted words are in realtion to the person that requested. Because I wanted to incorporate them into the fic 🙃

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, BeEeee- you were starting to get agitated, and brought your fist down on your alarm clock, smashing it to pieces. But hey, it’s not your fault, you got your father’s enhancements through genetics, just the perks of being a Rogers.

Still in bed, you let out a yawn, and you began to stretch; mid-stretch that is when it had clicked.

It’s My Birthday.

And that’s when you smelled it. The sweet smell of a birthday tradition you and your dad have had for the past nine years of your life.

One day you showed your dad Steven Universe, and it happened to be the together breakfast episode. So ever since then, every morning of your birthday, you and your dad sit down together and have Together Breakfast.

As soon as you got out of the shower, you threw on some clothes and dash to the Kitchen. As soon as you enter you were met by a horrible sight. Your dad and a redhead kissing.

Nat and your dad have been friends since he had come out of the ice, a became even closer when you were born. Nat was like a mom to you, but you never would say that out loud, cause you didn’t want to make it wired or have her feel uncomfortable.

Your mom was never in the picture, she left you and your dad five days after you were born. Steve had no idea of how to raise a kid, he was completely lost, but then Nat had offered to help him out. The pair worked as such a great team people often thought that they were actually a couple. After years of a long, long sturdy friendship, your dad finally asked the assassin out. So basically they have been dating for about two and a half years now.

“Ew, gross,” you said, dramatically shielding your face from the sight. “ Good Morning Y/n, happy birthday,” they both said. “Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable,” you said as you sat down at the island stools. “You mean this public display of affection?” he said with a smirk and then pulled Nat in for another kiss. You then shield your face away and then began gagging and reaching.

“So it is….10:30,” you said looking around “Where’s Together Breakfast?” you said whining. “It’s right here you big baby,” Nat said teasing.

“ Cheers to fifteen years of chaotic life,” you said holding up a fork “Cheers!” they said, you each then taking a bite.

“So, Y/n, anything special on thing on the agenda today,” Nat said wriggling her eyebrows. “Not really, I was hoping that we could just go to the spa, then the salon, and just have a chill day.” You said taking another bite. “Oooh, sorry, y/n I can’t, join you today, I have busine- “ you cut Nat off with a loud groan. “ But its’ my birthdayyyyy,” you said with an adorable pout. “I know, and I’m sorry,” she said squashing your cheeks together “and I will make it up to you, but for right now-” she paused reaching over the counter to grab her bag “ I have to go,” she said giving you small hug and then turning to give steve a quick peck on the lips, and heading for the door. “ Bye,” Steve said, “bye Nat,” You say still mopping. “Bye babes,” she says giving the two an air kiss before disappearing out the door.

“So, I guess it is just me and you, Y/n,” Steve said as he started cleaning up breakfast. “Ya, I guess so, though I really wanted Nat to come today. Alright, imma got get ready so that we could go,” you said heading back to your room, leaving Steve smiling at your comment about Nat; not that you even realized.

---

“Alright, where here,” Steve said as the uber pulled up to the salon. You both walked in and were greeted by an overlay excited worker. “Hi, my name is Jess, I will be helping you out today” you then gave her a small, that she returned, then started eyeing Steve like he was her last meal. She looked like she was in her early-twenties, pale skin, about 5’3, blonde hair, and brown eyes. Probably working this job to pay off student loans. She turned to Steve, with scrunched eyebrows.

“Are you Captain America?��� she asked with a smirk of curiosity, but it looked like she was trying to amuse him before he could answer “yes, he is, and he’s taken, Maybe next time sweetheart, ” you said pulling you dad away from Jess, and toward the receptionist desk.

“ Hi, Appointment for Y/n Rogers,” You say, leaning against the desk. “Right this way.”

---

You were currently sitting in a chair in front of a medium-size mirror, your hands resetting on the armrest, careful not themes up the freshly done nails. Then two Beautistions approached us, then one of them turned to Steve and asked, “are you getting your, hair done too,”

“No”

“Yes”

you and Steve say at the same time.

“Please dad, you can you a new due,” you say, Steve just rapidly shakes his head rapidly no.

“What wrong with the style I have now?” he asked. “You look like an upgraded BackStreet boy,” you reply in full honesty. He then puts his hand over his chest and pretends to be hurt. “You should die it!” one of the Beautistion said, “Great Idea…” you hesitated, search for her name tag.

“Max” she finished for you, seeing what you were trying to do. “If you don’t want to, die your whole head, you can start with highlights,” she said with a smile of excitement. Steve was about to say no until he saw your adorable pleading face. “Fine,” he said putting his hands up in defeat and moving into the salon chair next to yours.

---

After you left the Spa you and your dad headed to central park for a walk, something you two did a lot when you were younger.

You then pulled out your phone and tried to Facetime “Natty Bare 😘” but there was no answer. Which was strange, because Nat always answers your calls, no matter who, what, when, where, and why. Steve saw what you did and smiled, a smug smile. "What are you doing?" Your dad asked

"I wanted to show Nat your blue hair streaks" you said with a pout.

Halfway through the walk your legs were getting tired so you jumped on your dad’s back, you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his hip.

“You’re like a pretzel,” he says linking his arms under your knees for better support. “And, you’re like a Dorito,” you tiredly mumble into the crook of his neck, Steve chuckled at the comment.

After walking a little longer you fall asleep. Steve then tightened his grip a little, as if he was giving a backward hug. He just could believe how fast his baby girl was growing up.

---

When they reached the tower’s elevator, Steve placed Y/n down on her feet to wake you.

“Y/n, baby, I need you to wake up for a minute.” “But why,” you mumbled as you leaned against him for support since you were still tired. “Cause if you don’t then this could be a very embarrassing photo.” “what pho-” before you could finish, the elevator doors opened, and then...

“SURPRISE!”

A tired smile then played its role on your face. You looked around and saw everyone there, except Nat.

Mabey she will show up later you thought to yourself.

---

An hour later she still has yet shone up. You asked around and Tony told you that she had a last-minute mission, but that she should be back at any time now. That failed to relieve your nerves.

But those nerves became worse when it was time to cut the cake. You know she was busy but would she really miss your birthday.

Apparently, yes, yes she would. Because the party was over, over an hour ago, and now it was currently 9:30.

Your dad knew that you were really bummed out that Nat missed your party, so he suggested a movie night. Movie nights were special to you and your dad because it became something you two did together, to destress. Just the two of you, Daddy and Daughter.

“Got room for one more.” came a voice that you recognized immediately. “Sorry, this is a two-person couch,” you shot back, anger leaking from your voice, your eyes never leaving the tv screen, ignoring the Russian, as she came into your view.

Steve then paused the movie, causing you to turn your head toward him, annoyed.

“How was the mission,” he asked her.

“I don’t know” She replied accompanied by a tight-lipped smile and shrug. You were about to say something but “Because it is not over yet,” she said looking nervous.

She then pulled out a manila folder and approached you and sat down in between Steve. The Folder was labeled “Confidential” with a red ribbon and bow tied around. The folder She then handed you the folder causing you to look up at them in question.

“Open it,” Steve said pulled Nat toward him sat her in between his legs, and then wrapped his arms around her shoulders, trying to help calm the nerves surging through her.

You carefully untied the ribbon, and open the folder. “On this day Y/n M/n Ro-” You mumbled quietly and then stopped, your face going blank. Your vision then started to get blurry with tears threatening to spill.

“Wow, y-you’re really, um getting good at that face,” Nat said, a million thoughts going through her mind.

“Y/n,” Nat said, voice flooded with worry. When you didn’t look at her, she used her fingers to lift your chin, so that you were looking at her. And when you locked with her that’s when the dames broke, as the tears sprang free from your eyes.

“Oh, no, baby, baby please, don’t cry,” she said trying to wipe away the tears rapidly falling down your face. “ I understand if you don’t want to go through with it,” she said wiping the tear that fell from her face.

“We don-”

She was cut off with the air being knocked out of her, as you crashed into her wrapping your arms around her torso, burying your face in her stomach, sobbing. She then wrapped her arms around you and held you close, one hand rubbing up and down your back trying to calm you, the other gently twirling some of your coils with her fingers.

Nat always felt like you were her child, even some people in public would mistake her for your mom, But she didn’t know how you felt.

Nat was so nervous that her soul was shaking. She knew how the topic of a Mother, is one that stings for you.

---

*Flashback*

Nat POV

I pulled up to Y/n’s school, today was her first day of Kindergarten, and in the morning she was so excited. That morning I bruised her hair into two puffs, curled her sideburns, and she then wore a Captain America shirt, with joggers and light-up sneakers. I swear she was the cutest four-year-old in the world.

I then saw Y/n exit the school, but my smile flattened when I saw the sad expression on her face. I then hopped out of the car and head toward her, as I get closer it looks as if she was crying. When I get to her I pick her up and place her on my hip, and instead of her giving me a hug like she usually does she just tucks her head into my neck.

“Hey, baby,” I saw trying to cheer her up “You okay,” I ask she just nodded and let out a little sigh. Then I hear laughing voices and I turn my head to see a group of second graders.

“See I told you to see was adopted, her parents probably didn’t love her,” one of them said.

“ There is no way Captain America is her dad If that lady is her mom, they’re both white, and she’s not”

“She just a baby and a lier,”

“ She probably doesn’t even have a mom,” another said laughing, causing Y/n to sniffle.

I then cleared my throat, successfully grabbing the attention of the bullies, sending them a death glare, and then headed to the car, and then buckled Y/n into her car seat. I then sat in the driver’s seat and adjusted the rearview mirror so that we could look at each other.

“Don’t listen to those, mouth breathers Y/n you hear me.” Y/n still didn’t look at me her eyes trained on her fingers fiddling in her lap.

“Um, Nat, umm, where is my mom, and w-why, um, why does she, not love m-me?” Y/n said with a sniffle. Her question made me want to go up to those kids and beat the shit out of them.

“ well y/n your mom had to do something important and should be back soon,” I had to lie to her because I didn’t know how to explain to a four-year-old, that her mother abandoned her and her dad because she thinks giving life to the sweetest little girl was a mistake.

Like what did Маленький шар совершенства, ever do to her.

“But Y/n, let me tell you this, Your dad loves you, so much and would let anything bad happen to you, you know that right detka,” she then nodded her head, sniffled, and wiped her tears.

“And I love you too, milashka, and I will never stop loving you.” I love you, Nat” “Now how about we get some Ice cream annnnnd, not tell Steve, because he is going to be mad because you haven’t eaten any dinner yet,” I said starting the car and putting a smile on Y/n’s face.

How could a mother ever leave a child like this, so sweet, innocent, and pure?

*Flashback over*

---

No one’s POV

“So is that a yes, baby?” Nat asked nervously that you might say no because you were crying.

You just nodded your head yes, as Nat hugged you tighter.

“Oh, dad I forgot to tell you, while we were out...I, um, need a new alarm clock,” you said with a nervous chuckle.

“Again,” they both said, not surprised at all.

“Mabey you should use your phone, you’re always pretty careful with that,” Nat said bopping your nose and squishing your cheeks together. You then reach into your pocket and pull out your phone. You went to the contacts and changed “Natty 😘” to “Mama🔥”.

“What’s my contact name Y/n?” Your dad asked.

“❤️Captain🤍Crunch💙,” you said sliding your phone back into your pocket and laying back down on Nat’s stomach.

“ I love you, mama,” you said nuzzling further into her

“I love to baby, always has and don’t plan on stopping”

*Bonus*

(Nat and Steve in the kitchen after putting Y/n to bed, because she fell asleep during the rest of the movie because you were tired after crying)

“So...what’s up with the hair, “ Nat said sipping on her tea, taking a step closer to Steve. He then shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head, with a goofy smile. “Uhh, Y/n thought I needed a new look,” He responds shaking the colorful hair from side to side. “Well, I like it,” she says as she runs her hands through his hair, “ Oh, do you,” Steve said placing his hands on her hips. “Yea…I do,” she says standing on her tippy-toe, kissing his lips. Steve then leaned more into the kiss. They went from kiss to make out sess, really quick.

“How about we don’t do this in the kitchen,”

“Mmhm”

---

@the-bau-quinjet

[hoonhrt]

EMBRASSE-MOI

: pairing — student! jay x tutor! reader

: genre — fluff, crack 

: song recc. — L’amour by Miel De Montagne 

: a/n — this lowkey sucks but I've been wanting to get work out so I'm sorry if this isn't the best :(( also I'm still learning french so if some of it is wrong pls lmk so i can fix it!! 

Jay was your school’s resident bad boy. blond hair, all-black outfits, cuts class and yells at kids that look his way. you know? the usual. You on the other hand were the complete opposite. straight-A student. A quiet kid who didn’t dare look the ways of Jay Park and his Clique™. So imagine the shock that was felt when the boy you avoided at all costs, walks up to you in the middle of the cafeteria asking for French lessons. 

“You want me to do what?” He rolls his eyes, tired of this conversation already. 

“Can you not hear? I’m failing French and I need to pass or else my parents won’t let me move to France.” He speaks as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“And you’re asking me why?” He rolls his eyes again for what felt like the 100th time. You’re just confused about how he even knows of your existence.

“Listen, all I know that you’re in my French class and that you pay attention, I’ll even pay you I just need to get my mark up.” You perk up to the sound of money. You don’t really need but it’s still nice to have some. Doing this will get you good Karma right? 

“Fine. Meet me at the library every Monday and Wednesday after class, got it?” Jay stares at you with annoyance. He really does not want to be wasting his senior year on stupid lessons but, here we are. He reluctantly agrees and watches you walk away, struggling to hold your books in your arms. He turns around and lets out a deep sigh, wondering if the hot chicks and fancy baguettes in France are really worth this

Minutes turned into hours as you waited for Jay to show up. You waited patiently for hours just for this kid to not show up. Annoyed, you start to pack up your books. You don’t know why you’d think someone like Jay would actually show up to a voluntary tutor session. You were just about to make your way out of the library when you see someone running towards you almost like the flash. As the figure got closer to your still body, you realize it was Jay. Now, bent over in front of you gasping for air with his tongue out like a dog. You stared at his limped-over figure with confusion and slight disgust. 

“s-s-sorry i was… late, i f-forgot about… this.” he manages to speak out with the little air he has in him. He stands up and evens out his breath. 

“what makes you think i’m gonna tutor you now? you wasted my time Park, i have a life too you know.” you snap at him. He stares at you for a brief second before letting out a hearty laugh, throwing his head back and slapping his leg. He sees your serious expression, your eyes glaring at him like an eagle and awkwardly stops laughing. 

“Look, i’m paying you and this is only gonna last for a little while. i just need to pass, that’s it.” His eyes shine with a hopeful gleam, a look that is extremely rare to see from Jay Park. He looked a little cute. You dramatically sigh and start walking into the library, Jay following behind you. 

You settle at the table you sat at prior, re-opening your book bag to pull out your notes. He just watches you do that, not making an effort to even bring out a pencil. 

“Okay, so how much french do you even know?” 

He stares into space, a little hesitant to continue. “Um, i can ask if i can go to the bathroom?” You stare at him with disbelief. You’ve been in this class with him for months and that’s all he knows. 

“THAT’S IT?” 

“Oh and i can say good morning!” you let out a loud groan that catches the attention of others around, causing them to loudly shush at you. Feeling annoyed again, you contemplate if the money was really worth it. You sigh out and start looking for your notes from the beginning of the semester. This was gonna take a LONG time. 

“... and that’s how you conjugate verbs in the past tense, aka passé composé!” You finish off the session with joy. Jay on the other hand has gone completely blank, not remembering a single word you just told him. He stares down at his notes, then at you, then back down at his notes. You can see the struggle on his face and he hasn’t said a word yet. 

“I’m never gonna pass french. This is it. I can kiss France goodbye.” he claims with despair. This already too hard for him and he barely has learned anything. He sets his head on the table and mumbles to himself about how he will never be happy if he doesn’t live his youthful 20’s in France. You sat across from him irritated with his discouraging behaviour and a little sad that you weren’t able to teach him well. Until you come up with a plan that might help him improve much quicker.  

“What if… we hang out this weekend? We can do something and we’ll only speak in French! Of course I’ll help you and all that. But like, maybe? Only if you want to of course you probably don’t wanna spend your weekend with me i dont know you know its just a plan.” you ramble on and on without stopping and Jay simply just watches you. He smirks a little before nodding. 

“How about you put your number in my phone and then I’ll text you when I’m free hm?” he slides his phone across the table towards you and eyes you typing it in. He catches a glimpse of your rose-coloured cheeks and smirks a little more. 

“Okay, uh there’s my number! Just um, text me you know, when you’re free!” you manage to stutter out. Jay just nods at you and again, watches you walk away. This time a slight smile across his face. 

A sudden notification pulls you away from your thoughts. An unknown number that you had a feeling belonged to a particular boy you didn’t think would actually text you. 

042-002-1130: bonjour 

042-002-1130: was that even right

042-002-1130: anyways I’m free on saturday if you wanna hang ig 

042-002-1130: samedi is saturday right 

042-002-1130: it is wow im such a genius 

You let out a snort at his cocky behaviour and reply back, letting him know that you were free yourself and to meet you at the school grounds at 2 pm. 

Saturday shows up as you wait outside the school gates, a picnic basket in hand. An all-black car with dark tinted windows zooms up to you. The window is pulled down and alas, the handsome boy sits in the driver’s seat, ushering you to get into the car with his hand. 

“Woah a picnic basket? Listen y/n you’re cool and all but this isn’t a date,” he speaks and notices you roll your eyes. A smug smile tugging his lips. 

“No you asshole, I have a plan with this.” 

“Tell me,” Jay begins to drive away from the school. The destination is unknown to you but extremely familiar to the boy next to you. 

“In here there is a bunch of food, in order for you to eat, you’re gonna have to say the name of the food in french.” He turns his head to see you looking back at him, a sweet smile places on your face. Jay has always known of you. You sat in the back of the classroom, handed in all your work on time and never skipped a class. You had very few friends and always seemed to be lost in a dream world when you weren’t working. Jay had never been able to speak to you personally as you always avoided him but know he has the chance to actually talk to you, and he doesn’t wanna mess it up. 

The car stopped at the edge of a giant grassy field. The greenery going miles ahead. Trees surrounding the two of you. Jay like a gentleman runs out of the car to open the door for you. You blush at his actions, thanking him silently by smiling at him. 

He directs you to a small spot under a tree. You lay out a blanket for you to sit on while Jay leans up against the tree. You tell him to sit down next to you as you bring out all the little snacks to share with him. He thinks that he could get used to this. 

“D’accord, commençons! Qu'est-ce que ç'est?” (okay, lets start! What is this?) 

You pick up a grape. He thinks for a little bit before answering. “Un raisin.” (a grape) You clap with glee and hand him over the grape. A silence falls between you both, unaware of how to keep going. He picks up a strawberry and brings it to your face. “Tu aime les fraises?” (do you like strawberries?) You eye him for a second, for someone who said he only knows how to ask how to go the bathroom in french, he knows quite a bit. You nod a little, opening your mouth and letting him feed you the sweet fruit. Your face matches the colour of the strawberry and he giggles. You pull out a sandwich and ask him to describe what’s in it. 

“Dans le sandwich, il y a du jambon, du beurre, et de la tomate.” (in the sandwich there is some ham, some butter, and some tomato.) He speaks confidently. 

“Trés bien Jay! Tu es bon en parler francias!” (very good Jay! You are really good at speaking French!) 

“Merci, mon Cheri.” (Thank you, my dear.) you blush even more before and shy away from Jay’s gaze. Jay being the very bold guy that he is, placing his hand underneath your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes. You both just stare at each other as the sun sets behind you. Was Jay always this beautiful? His eyes scan over your face seeking for any discomfort, none is to be found. So he makes the move and starts to lean in. You already have your eyes closed and lips puckered out, ready to embrace a feeling you’ve never felt before.

His breath fans over your lips and just before he kisses you he asks “je peux t’embrasser? (can I kiss you?) you eagerly nod and whisper out “embrasse-moi.” (kiss me.) Jay finally places his lips on yours and everything feels right. Your hands find their way to the back of his neck to deepen the kiss. You stay in this position with him for a little while before you pull back for air. Both his hands cradle your face, his thumb rubbing across the apples of your cheeks.

“I still have a lot to learn y’know?” Jay breaks the silence. You laugh out loud, falling into his lap. 

“Same time next week then yeah?” He lets out a ‘hmm’ and watches you rest your head against his thigh, playing with the ends of your hair. ‘Maybe France could wait a little’ he thought. 

[farfromharry]

If you’re still taking Bartender!Tom requests I’d love to ask for one where reader visits a the bar Tom works at and despite being a little more shy/reserved they hit it off. Maybe ends with Tom nervously asking reader if she wants to go on a date? ☺️

Summary: you and tom strike up conversation at a bar until he builds up the courage to ask you out

Bartender!Tom x reader

w/c 537

Tom sees a lot of people coming in and out of the bar on his every shift. Just normal, everyday people that he probably wouldn’t remember come a day or two later. But you, you were different for some reason.

That Friday night was the first time he could recall seeing you in the bar, you were alone which was unusual in a place like that one, but regardless he didn’t think he was going to forget you.

You nearly took his breath away when you entered, your closed in posture making it obvious to Tom that you didn’t really come to places like this often, or by yourself for that matter.

He felt his palms begin to sweat when he saw you approaching the bar, the man rushing to tidy up his appearance in hopes of making a good first impression. He ran his hands over the sides of his hair in hopes of slicking down any loose pieces again, as well as attempting to check if he had bad breath, of which he ‘solved’ by taking a quick swig of some strong whisky.

Before you’d even placed your hands on the bar, Tom was jumping in to assist you, a large grin on his face that had your heart fluttering.

“Hi, what can I get for you?” he asked kindly, unashamedly admiring your features now you were up close as you started to reel off your drink order. Seeing as you’d entered alone he didn’t expect you to be ordering numerous drinks, and he couldn’t resist teasing you just a little.

“Wow, those all for you?”

Your eyes widened, having missed the jokey tone he used and you rapidly shook your head. “No, uh, my friends-“ You saw the grin on his face and felt your body flush as you finally got the joke.

“You were kidding,” you pointed out. He nodded, chuckling to himself at how easily he’d managed to get you worked up and flustered.

That all seemed to bring you out of your nervous shell a little, and you spent the remaining time from then until your friend’s arrival chatting with the attractive bartender.

You were rather sad when it came to an end, wishing it could’ve gone on just a little longer. “Well, my friends are here,” you said, motioning to the door. “But thank you for keeping me company..” you paused when you realised you didn’t get his name, but he was kind enough to fill in the blank for you. “Tom.” “Tom,” you repeated.

You took the tray of drinks into your hands and began to walk away from the bar with a final goodbye.

“Hey, um,” he stopped you. He was positive your eyes twinkled with excitement when you looked at him, almost as if you knew what he was going to ask. “Maybe um, I could take you out sometime,” he offered, a blush coating from the back of his neck all the way up to his ears. You made him nervous without even trying, and you weren’t much better yourself sitting on that stool across from him, fiddling with your fingers as you tried to calm your pounding heart.

“Yeah, I think I’d really like that.”

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[sugarfluffandallthatgoodstuff]

Sukuna x fem!reader (I'm sorry I ain't got a fancy title this time around)

1427 words you are 23 in this fic Sukuna is 26

the key is as follows:

Y/N=your name (obvi)

let's get this party started SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESH

You wake up with a weird feeling around your nose. You begin to touch and feel a weird thing around it. You get out of bed and go to the bathroom, taking a tinkle and brushing your teeth. You look at yourself in the mirror and gasp. 

Oh shit. Is that… a nose ring????!!

You begin to try and remember what went down yesterday, and begin to blush when remembering the man you were with the entire time. 

Darn it Y/N, why did you go with that bitch to the party in the first place??

*****************************************FLAAAAAAAAAASHHHHHHHHBAAAAAAAAAACK********************************************************************

You just got back to your apartment after a long day of work. Sighing from exhaustion, you immediately went to your room to put on more comfy clothes. 

“Hey girl, how you feeling?” your equally tired roommate Nobara Kugisaki asked

“Dead tired, you?”

“Same”

“Hey, how's it going??” Your other roommate Maki

I looked her dead in the eye and said “I’m slowly dying inside”

“Girrrrl saaaaame”

“I’m going to guess Mai tried to screw you over again?”

“Yep same as always”

“Welp I’m going to go make some drinks anyone want anything?”

“I want the most fucked up drink you can make” Maki called out from the living room

“Got it one Viking’s Paradise, Nobara do you want anything?”

“I’ll have something fruity”

“Cool I’ll get you a fruit beer then”

I got to making the drinks and distributed them out

 “Cheers ladies to surviving another week”

“Cheers” We all drink away and play some games we got in our home. 

“You’re next maki” I say as she grabs the bottle and spins it

“Aight Y/N truth or dare”

“Dare easily”

“I dare you to get a piercing and a tattoo same sitting”

“Deal” 

With that, we all left for the best tattoo shop downtown called Curses and Silver

We walked in and immediately I'm hit with the smell of sanitary chemicals and the sounds of tattoo needles buzzing slightly in the distance

“Can I help you?” a voice curtly pipes up

I snap out of my daze and look down at the blank-faced seemingly bored and mildly infuriated blonde man

“ oh um… yeah I uh… Maki, can you help me out?”

“She-” referring to me “-is here to get a tattoo and piercing, you got anything open for tonight”

“Are you willing to wait 20 minutes?”

“Yeah we can wait”

The blonde stands up turns around, picks up the desk phone, and says “Fushiguro you’ve got a booking for a piercing and tattoo combo  in 20 minutes”

“Ok tell them to start thinking of what they want”

“Will do”

We were sitting for about 5 minutes when someone comes from behind the blonde (who we came to find out was called Nanami) and without even knowing we were there starts muttering angrily: 

“Ugh where the hell is that brat with my dinner”

“The delivery driver said they had a slight delay due to it being rush hour and the restaurant being slammed Sukuna”

“Urgh fine just let me know when it gets here”

And right then the tall, jacked, (frankly good lookin I might add), pink-haired man now known as Sukuna looks at our exhausted trio, looks us up and down then out of absolutely nowhere:

“Have these 3 been booked or something?”

“yeah, with Fushiguro in about 15”

“I could take ‘em right now”

“I thought you never took walk-ins”

“I’m making an exception just ‘cause I’m bored”

“Ok then the one you’re looking for is in the middle of this trio of young ladies”

“Wow you’ve got some balls kid”

“Eehhhhhh not really but ok”

He then makes a beckoning gesture with his finger as if to tell me to follow him

“Come on brat I ain’t got all night”

So I get up and follow him into one of the back rooms where he points at a chair

“Take a seat I’ll be right back”

As he leaves I take in my surroundings and I notice lots of pictures of hundreds, maybe even THOUSANDS of different VERY intricate tattoos all in only black.

And I realized right then that I need something that would show him, as an artist that I was equally creative in what I could think of

“Alright I’m back now tell me what you want and where you want it”

“Uh w-w-well I was thinking of a Berserker Rune on um my uh shoulder” “Got a reference?”

“Uh yeah, um th-this is what it looks like”

I then pull out my phone and show him the image and explain

“I am actually from a part of Norway that still lives in the Viking ages as far as culture is concerned and this is the closest thing I could think of that resembles the rune brandings of those who have them”

“Are you fine with me altering the design on this picture to match what you described?”

“Uh yeah sure”

“Ok so this will probably take 2 hours give or take”

“O-ok”

He then gets started by prepping the area and from there the rest is history on that front

***2 HOURS LATER***

“Ok don't fucking scratch it, don’t touch it, and put this on it” he says as he hands me a bottle of this lotion stuff

“Will do-”

“And I want you to come back next week so I can check the healing process”

“Ok”

I look at him in disbelief. He’s hot but, there’s no way I was going back to this sussy store. 

“I am sorry, but i actually have plans next week”

He looks at me in confusion and takes a step towards me.

“But what would happen if you get infected?”

I look at him in cold dark eyes.

“I can handle it. Also my friend is good at medicine. I think he can handle it.”

He looks away from me. Mad when I said my friend was a boy. 

“Besides I also do the extra necessary touch-ups on top”

“Fine I’ll do it”

“Now onto your piercing”

Shit I totally forgot about that

“Oh yeah”

“How in the hell did you forget what you literally paid for?”

“I don’t know. Shut up.”

“Tsk just, tell me where you want it”

“Uhhhh I was thinking of a um…septum”

“Color?”

“Uuuhhhh… silver?”

“Ok”

He then pulled out a weird lookin tube and a long metal  needle looking thingy and some odd looking… forceps?

“K this is going to hurt like a bitch, you have been warned.”

He then clamps the forcep thingy around my septum and immediately I go into panic mode and start subconsciously hyperventilating

“Oi deep breaths brat”

“I c-c-ca-an-’t”

“Come on you’ve made it this far”

“W-wh-wh-a-at i-i-i-if-f~”

“Oi being a little coward won’t make this go any faster brat”

He sighs, lifts my chin with a black gloved finger, and then looks into my eyes

“Will it help if there’s a distraction”

“M-m-mayb-be?”

Sukuna then stops what he is doing and proceeds to strip off his clothes??!!

“Whoa!” you say, looking at his abs and how everytime you touch him, you get this feeling.

“All done”

“What?”

“I finished”

I looked and realized that he did in fact finish. I look at my self in the mirror, and gasped.

The septum piercing made me look so badass, and I sighed in real life that I finished. I look at Sukuna and give him the money. As I was about to leave the store, he grabbed my wrist.

“Hey, wait”

I looked at him flinching a little, as he grabbed it. 

“W-what?”

He looked surprised at my surprise to his touch. He looked at me again and proceeded to link his fingers with mine. I close my eyes, dark memorise flooding through my brain. 

“Hey, whats wrong?”

I coward to the ground, gasping for air.

“Y/N, its ok. Just breathe”

I look over at him, and follow his instructions. 

Deep breath in, deep breath out. 

I calmed down, but my fingers still shaking. I then, with little strength, rush out of the store, Sukuna yelling me to come back, but I refuse to listen. I am never going back, not after what happened. Also no way in fuck would I have forgotten anything. But I doubled check my bag, and I have everything. I sigh in relief and head back home. 

PART 2 COMING SOON

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Fakers 🎭 Jamal Turner x Reader

Request: None

Pronouns: (none stated)

Word Count: 955

Warnings: talks of throwing up (not graphic), getting kicked in the head (not on purpose)

“Ten more laps boys! Move it!”

You watched as the football team ran more laps around the field. From the bleachers, where you were standing, you could hear their grunts and moans. All the boys wiped sweat from their faces as they continued to run. Their bright red football jerseys scattered across the ground.

“Y/n stop looking at them and focus.” Olivia whispered. She clapped her hands and moved to the left. The rest of the team followed while you missed your turn. Clapping and moving to the right. Accidentally looking straight at her.

“I’m not looking at them. I’m just looking at him.” You whisper back.

You turned your head and went back to looking at the one boy that was trailing the rest of the group. A few feet behind, panting and almost about to throw up was not the son of the coach.

“Clap and jump!”, yelled team captain, Ashley.

The girls went into position and did a synchronized toe touch. From your position on the ground you saw an array of skirts fly up and slam against their thighs. A cool breeze brushed against your cheek, but before you could wonder why the boy you had been watching was now laying face down in the grass or why your toe touch barely left the ground, a shiny white sneaker came crashing onto your head. The pain knocked you off your feet and left you on the ground. Faintly, through your watering eyes you could see your pom poms still in the air. The world was spinning in circles. Two Olivias quickly kneeled next to you. You reached your hand out and tried to touch the imaginary second one.

“Are you okay y/n? Someone get the coach! You’re bleeding!” She quickly said. She pressed her hand against your other hand, which was pushing down hard on your wound. The huddled around you and coach quickly came from her spot near the water fountain. She ran next to you and helped you to your feet. As you stood up your vision became blurry. You leaned against Oliva as she shielded you from the sun.

“We’re going to take you to the nurse, then call your parents. I don’t think you’re cut out for cheerleading.” Coach Abby said gently.

“Y/n I told you to focus!” Olivia scolded.

“I was focusing!” You slurred. “Just on the boy.”

You stumbled but made it to the front of the school. Opening the doors you felt the cool gust of the air conditioning hit your face. It felt good against your skin, sticky with sweat. You were helped down the hallway and placed gently on the exam table inside the nurses’ office. Olivia and the coach left to find the nurse. Leaving you by yourself. Still pressing against your wound, you close your eyes, trying to take your mind off the pain.

“Are you okay? You shouldn’t cry.” A small voice spoke up.

Turning your head you wiped stray tears from your eyes. Sitting across the room was the boy from before with a shiny metal bucket in his lap.

“I don’t know why I said that. You look like you’re in pain. I’m Jamal. Jamal Turner.”

For a second you blanked out. You were covered in dirt and sweat. Your head was bleeding and he was talking to you? Also, who introduces themselves with their last name.

“Um, I’m y/n… I saw you throwing up.”

Your eyes widened in disbelief. Why did you say that? All the things you could’ve said and you said that. He heaved and ducked his head into the bucket. Luckily, nothing came out.

“I saw you get kicked in the face.” He replied.

“Yeah, I’m not really good at cheerleading. My mom just wants me to do it.” You shrug.

Suddenly he placed the bucket on the floor and sat up.

“That’s crazy, I only play football for my dad.” He said excitedly.

“No way,” You laughed. “You break too many bones, how would you play?”

“I fake injuries.” He stated.

“I fake injuries too!” You shouted, moving to the edge of the table. “Like when I supposedly twisted my ankle.”

“What! I thought that was real! What’s your secret?”

You lean in a little closer. “You need to have witnesses and plan them out. One big injury can get you out for a month or two but act like you still need to heal from something minor as well. How do you get the casts to look so real?”

“I have an emergency injury backpack that has real medical stuff.”

“Wow, I’ll have to make one.”

Jamal smiled and looked into your eyes. He turned to a desk near him and reached into the fridge beneath it. While your legs were still swinging over the edge of the exam table, hand pressed against your head, he tossed you an ice pack. You sighed as the coolness of the frozen ice pack (delicately wrapped in a paper towel so it doesn’t get too cold) calmed the throbbing.

“I can make you one! Maybe you can come over to my friend Ruby’s place. You’re friends with Olivia, right?”

“Yeah,” You started. “But your friends seem a bit intimidating.”

“They're losers, it'll be fine. Plus you're cute, and everyone would fall for you! But please don’t date Caesar. He doesn’t need a bigger ego.”

You laughed and felt your face start to get warm. Looking back at him his face was getting warm too.

“Don’t worry, a certain someone was the reason I got kicked in the head.” You joked.

He looked down and laughed, but as soon as he started laughing he quickly reached over and got the bucket.

Author's Note: Wow so it's been awhile and this isn't that good, but I just wanted to post something. My account has been growing at a pretty nice pace and thank you all for 40 followers! I am seeing that a lot of you are enjoying my posts and I am very happy about it! <3 if you would like something to be written then please dm me! (no smut, age ups) Please like, follow, and remember requests are open! I hope you have a wonderful day ~c’ k