#and then i would just be like '...okay...guess i live here now. goodbye old house and resources this is my new home'

[eats-the-stars]

i have upgraded my ability to navigate minecraft to “able to use compasses fixed to lodestones to go from lodestone A to lodestone B” and no, I cannot figure out how to use coordinates even tho every explanation seems to deceptively simple and intuitive. teleportation is a big no. somehow i just...always end up in the middle of an ocean. my previous method of navigation was placing small 4-6 block tall beacons with a torch on top, each within line of site and made of a block that contrasted with the landscape. as you can imagine, this is a pretty tedious way to travel. so i am very happy to figure out compasses. my sister keeps trying to explain coordinates and all the words she says make perfect sense but my attempt to follow them does not result in successful navigation.

[ellieluvr420]

Friends? Never. Pt.5 (Ellie Williams x reader)

SYNOPSIS: You and Ellie had been bitter enemies for years now but before that you were best friends. You had always planned to be roommates one day but when that becomes a reality the situation isn't exactly how you both imagined it.

You had been strolling around the market looking for food to grab for you and Ellie for well over an hour now but you loved to walk and look at all the stalls and you easily spent 30 minutes in the fruit section alone, you had also spent too long looking at all the crafts Mabel had made. Mabel was a sweet elderly woman that always had a stall full of candles and jewellery, even makeup sometimes, she had always been so kind to you, slipping you little gifts whenever you'd visit. You were thinking to yourself about all the food you could make this week and what Ellie would want when you hear a familiar southern twang behind you.

"Hey kiddo, long time no see." You turn to see Joel's crooked smile as you face him and you find yourself returning it without a second thought despite the burning in your cheeks as you're faced with the man that witnessed so closely how you treated Ellie all those years ago. You were shocked he was talking to you but you remembered Ellie going round there for dinner one night last week so you thought maybe she had told him you were both okay now.

"Hi Joel, no kidding, how you been?"

"Same old, same old, how are you liking the new house?"

"Oh it's so beautiful, we've got the woods right behind us so there's no complaints about the view. Ellie's a pretty good roommate too I guess." You say jokingly and your heart flutters just a little when he joins you with a chuckle.

"Yeah she's told me a lot."

"She has? I would say good things I hope but I doubt it." Your tone is playful but you mean what you say.

"Are you kidding? She only has good things to say about you. I'm getting sick of listening to it to be honest. How about you both come over for dinner tonight and you can both annoy me instead of just her?" You're completely taken aback by his offer but the thought of having dinner with Joel makes you remember the dinner with your parents, it still plays on a loop in your head and all you want is to think of something different when you imagine dinner with parents so you agree before you even ask Ellie. You say your goodbyes and finish up at the market before starting a pleasant stroll back to your home.

As you get closer you notice Maria striding towards you. You're shocked by the sight because there's only about 3 houses within a close distance of where you are right now as you and Ellie live right on the outskirts of Jackson, but you smile at her anyway which she returns as she continues pacing towards her next destination.

Ellie had been rereading some of her favourite comics while you went out to the market until a knock at the door interrupts her. She knew it couldn't be you because you had a key and you also knew that Ellie never locked the door because you had scolded her for it many times so her interest piqued as she rushed towards the blurry figure she could see behind the pane of glass in the middle of the front door.

"Hi Ellie sorry to just stop by like this, can I come in?" Ellie freezes as she sees Maria standing before her with a smile that didn't often grace her face.

"Oh yeah, hi Maria, what's up?" She asks as she steps aside to let Maria in.

"I wanted to come talk to you both in person because there has been an opening in one of the flats so if either of you want to move out you can."

"Oh er well she's not here right now but I'll definitely tell her but me, I'm good here, I've unpacked now and I'm settled so I'm happy to stay."

"Are you two actually getting along?"

"Well we haven't killed each other yet."

"Well that's good to hear, anyway I've got to run, let her know to come talk to me if she wants to move okay?" She smiles and opens the door to let herself out again as Ellie waves her off. As soon as the door shuts she breathes a sigh of relief that you weren't here when Maria came over, she'd feel utterly defeated if after everything you moved out and away from her just like that but then she started to wonder if you would want to move out and if she should tell you and if you'd be mad if she doesn't tell you and you find out. The thoughts were overcrowding her head as she stands frozen in the entryway until the click of the doorknob tells her you're home and she immediately lurches at the door to swing it open for you.

"Oh! Jesus Ellie you scared me."

"Sorry I heard you at the door and I thought you might want help with the bags." Her voice breaks and you raise an eyebrow at her suspiciously.

"Oh because I'm so weak I can't bring everything through to the kitchen?" Your face is sour but your voice is playful.

"You are so annoying, I said if you want help not need it." She rolls her eyes and fights the smile threatening her lips.

"Oh well in that case, that would be lovely." You smile and place the bags in her arms before strutting off to the kitchen leaving her with all the food.

"Hey I said I would help not do it all for you!" She yells.

"Can't hear you!" You drag out the last word in a sing-song fashion that prompts her to roll her eyes and just accept defeat as she starts carrying the bags to where you were in the kitchen before placing them down on the small table where you both have breakfast most mornings.

"On my way back I saw Maria round here walking back to town. Did she come here?"

"Errrr" Ellie froze, she didn't know if she should lie and deal with the consequences later down the line or tell the truth and hope you feel the same way as her but there was not enough time as the look of confusion on your face grew so her instincts kicked in. "No, no she didn't. Must've been going to one of the others."

"Hm okay, she actually smiled at me when she walked past, how crazy is that? She hasn't smiled at me since me and you have been getting sent to her for fighting every other day."

"Ha yeah that is so weird." Ellie doesn't sound convinced, she knows that, but her heart is beating way too fast for her to care, she should've told the truth but she's dug the hole now, no going back.

"Oh um by the way I have a confession, I don't think you're gonna be happy about it."

"Oh great."

"Joel invited us both to dinner tonight at his and I kinda said yes." You smile sheepishly at her as her face drops.

"Seriously? Oh my god I'm gonna die."

"Oh come on, it won't be that bad."

"Whyyyyy did you say yes? You should've said we were busy."

"You know I can't lie to that man's face and besides this is as much on you as it is me."

"Excuse you?"

"If you hadn't been saying all those lovely things about me at dinner last time he wouldn't have approached me and invited me sooo..." You trail off and end your sentence with a sickly sweet grin as her face blushes and her jaw clenches.

"I am going to kill him." You giggle as she rolls her eyes and storms off before comically running back into the room. "What time did he say?"

"Six."

"Oh my god he is so old." You laugh as she storms off again like a child before unpacking everything you had got this morning.

"Hello! Come on in, you're actually on time, I assume this was down to you and not Ellie?" He eyes you and then Ellie as you giggle at her rolling her eyes for about the 50th time today already. She had been grumpy and whiny all day about going to Joel's and it only made you laugh more each time. He beckons you into the small cabin that he had moved into, it was similar to yours and Ellie's and not too far either but his had only one bedroom and no second floor, he moved when all the housing got changed because of the influx of new arrivals as his old house had 3 bedrooms and Ellie's garage that just weren't being used anymore. You think back to the times you had spent in Ellie's garage with her and it makes you sad at the thought of someone else living there and making it their own, you feel selfish for it but you don't care, you had the best memories from when you and her would hang out together there and now its not yours or even hers anymore.

“Ellie you know where everything is, get our guest a drink and you,” he looks at you with a cheeky smile knowing how it’s going to annoy Ellie. “come sit down and relax.” Another huff and eye roll from Ellie before she walks off to the kitchen.

You and Joel had been catching up and exchanging small talk while Ellie grabbed some drinks until she joined you.

“So how’s it been living together? I see Maria’s plan worked.” It was your turn to roll your eyes now.

“It’s been fine.” “Good.” You both blurt out at the same time before exchanging an annoyed look with each other.

“Oh come on, can you really not admit that you’re friends again?” There’s that word again that made Ellie’s heart clench a little, friends, it’s true but she still doesn’t like it.

“Not if it means proving Maria right.” Ellie crosses her arms and leans back into the squishy sofa you were both seated on.

“Yeah I just can’t do that.” You agree.

“You two are way too stubborn for your own good.”

“Look who’s talking.” Ellie snipes and he laughs before slapping his knees that popped as he stood before ushering you to the table.

“You sound like you’re getting old.” Ellie laughs.

“Shut up and sit down.” You reply.

“You’re supposed to be on my side.” She whisper-yells at you.

“Since when?” You smirk at the displeased look on her face before sitting down as Joel brings out the pasta bake he had made and sets it down in front of you both.

“Joel this looks amazing, thank you so much!” Your mouth is actually watering at the sight of it and Ellie can’t help but smile at the childish excitement of your expression.

Dinner was perfect, the pasta bake was one of the nicest things you had eaten in awhile, neither you or Ellie being the best cooks, and Joel’s company was so refreshing you had almost forgotten about your previous dinner experience.

“I saw you chatting with your parents at the tipsy bison the other day. Glad to see they’ve come to their senses.” You don’t miss the glare Ellie shoots at him or the small thump under the table accompanied with a hiss from Joel. You pretend to not notice the obvious kick Ellie had delivered his way as you chuckle a little.

“Not quite actually, it’s okay though really. I’m happy with how things are at the moment.” You smile but it doesn’t reach your eyes and Ellie’s face tells of the pity she feels towards you. You mouth ‘I’m fine’ to her and look back at Joel. “Really, it’s no biggie.”

“Oh well I’ll sorry anyway.”

“Thanks.” You recover from the awkward moment well and the rest of dinner went smoothly.

You’re standing in the kitchen helping Ellie tidy up, you had both already done the washing and drying so now you were just putting everything away. You were standing at the cupboard where the plates go and as you bent down to put them away Ellie reached over you to put a glass away above your head. You gasp as you feel Ellie’s hips pressing into you from behind and immediately snap up turning to face her. “Sorry.” You mutter.

She smirks and cocks her head as she grabs onto the counter on either side of you, boxing you in. “For what?” She leans in a little and you can smell the fresh scent of her body wash that always made her smell of washing that had been dried outside. You savour it before meeting her eyes that had a mischievous sparkle.

You can’t find any words, you weren’t really sure there was an answer to her question and even if there was, you certainly wouldn’t find the words now when her nose is brushing against yours as she ghosts her lips over yours that were taking quick, shuddering breaths. You search Ellie’s eyes and despite the proximity you can still see the uncertainty and insecurity that cast a film over them and knitted her eyebrows together. All Ellie wanted to do was lean in and close the gap but something was holding her back, maybe it was the shock on your face, or the possibility you might push her away, maybe she just wants you to be the one to make the first move, maybe she needs it after everything that’s happened between the both of you.

“All done tidying up?” Joel’s voice sounds as he walks into the kitchen causing you and Ellie to both jump away from each other like you were magnets that repelled when they got too close. None of you make eye contact, all standing staring at the floor in silence until Ellie clears her throat.

“Thanks for having us old man but we should probably get back. I’m okay but she needs her beauty sleep... bad.” She points a finger in your direction but shields it from you with her other hand as if you wouldn’t see.

“Well alright.” He leads you both to the door and as Ellie walks down the steps of the porch he turns to you in a hushed manner. “I know you’ve had it rough with your parents but I promise you’ll always be accepted here.” Tears brim in your eyes and all you can think to do is hug him, you squeezed him until his back clicked which prompted you to let him go with a small apology as he laughed.

The next morning you’re standing making a drink in the kitchen when Ellie walks in with her backpack and beat-up converse on.

“Hey I’ve gotta go on patrol but I should be back by five-ish I think. Wanna watch a movie when I’m back?”

“Yeah sounds good.” You smile and she returns it before moving to walk out the door. “Be safe!” You call out and she smiles at the sentiment although you can’t see.

“Always.” You roll your eyes knowing that is a complete lie but go back to your drink as you hear the door slam shut as it always does when Ellie is entering or exiting, she had always been so heavy-handed and it’s clear that’s still the case.

You were sitting trying to read your book but it had only been an hour since Ellie left and it was still 6 hours until she came back, and all you could think about was if she was okay and safe. The thoughts spiralled until your skin was crawling and a lump in your throat had appeared. You knew Ellie was good on patrol, she was one of the best, she hadn’t grown up in Jackson so she had the knowledge of the dangers of the real world far more engrained in her than most, yet you still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong, it was a feeling deep in your gut that made you feel nauseous and you just couldn’t shake it no matter how much you tried to rationalise with yourself.

The hours went by painfully slowly but five pm had finally rolled around and you were sitting expectantly on the sofa waiting for the signature slamming of the door against the wall to tell you she’s home. But it never came. Five turned to five-thirty and then to six but there was no sign of Ellie. You had begun pacing well over fifteen minutes ago and you were starting to become dizzy enough that you either needed to sit down or walk in a straight line. So you walked in a straight line all the way to the gates of Jackson where you’re met with a commotion you hadn’t ever seen before, you immediately run to Jesse who has a forlorn look on his face.

“What’s going on? Why aren’t they back yet?”

“We don’t know.”

“YOU DON’T KNOW? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T KNOW? ISN’T THAT YOUR JOB?” He looks shocked at your sudden outburst before dragging you away from the crowd whose eyes had now all fallen on you.

“I’m sorry you’re worried but we all are and freaking out doesn’t help anyone. I’m sure they’re fine, they might’ve just got held up okay.” As he speaks you hear yelling from the men standing at the guard posts on top of the wall and you breathe a sigh of relief when the gates begin to open. The first thing you do is run straight to the front of the crowd pushing and shoving past people to get there to try and get a glimpse of her auburn hair.

Your heartbeat quickens until you see the flash of red you had been waiting for but as she gets closer you see her hunched over form and the array of bruises and cuts littering the skin you could see. Two men walk over to her and Shimmer and help her down before holding her up as she hobbles away from the horse and directly at you. Her eyes meet yours and the relief turns to anger, anger at the anxiety she had caused you. You knew your reaction wasn’t fair on her but you couldn’t stop yourself regardless. You rush towards her and she smiles.

“Where the fuck were you?” You shove at her and she winces as she stumbles a little. “What the fuck happened?” You slap and hit at her chest, releasing the frustration and fear that had been pent up inside you and she let you, until she started to see black spots in her vision from your assault on her already wounded body which was when she caught both your hands in a tight grip and held them to her chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, the horde came out of nowhere. We lost three and the rest of us barely made it out.” Her words hit you hard as you shrunk back from her realising the irrationality of your outburst. “It’s okay, I’m fine but can we please go home?” She pleads and you immediately replace the guy that was holding her up with her arm over his shoulder as you start to walk her back home. Every hiss and wince, every stumble, every shaky breath made you feel worse for your initial reaction but it drove you to get her home as quick as possible so she could rest.

As Maria and Jesse watch you both walk away arm in arm they exchange a look of confusion.

"What was that about?" Jesse questioned Maria.

"No idea, but that was weird." Maria replied.

They watched you both until you were out of sight as Maria smiled to herself knowing exactly what was going on and knowing she was right to move you in together.

tags: @emiliabby @readbydayana @radioheadfan699

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

bittersweet goodbye

pair: Harry Potter x reader summery: y/n (she/her) is the only friend Harry Potter had while living with the Dursleys and now they have to say goodbye because Harry is going to Hogwarts.

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The early morning sun cast a golden hue over Privet Drive, its warmth unable to chase away the chill that had settled in Y/N’s heart. She stood at the edge of the small, neat yard in front of number four, watching as Harry Potter finished packing the last of his things into an old, battered trunk.

Harry, her best friend—the only true friend she’d ever had. The boy who had always been there, whether they were sharing secret snacks under the cover of night or dreaming of escape from their families.

And now he was leaving.

She’d known this day would come ever since that letter had arrived, the one with the wax seal and the strange script. Hogwarts. A school for wizards. It sounded like something out of a dream, the kind of place where Harry could be truly happy. But as much as she wanted to be excited for him, the thought of facing Privet Drive alone felt unbearable.

Harry looked up from his trunk, catching sight of her. His glasses slipped down his nose, and he pushed them back up with a quick, practiced motion. A small, sad smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

“Y/N,” he called, stepping away from the trunk to walk toward her.

She forced a smile, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill. “All packed?”

“Yeah,” he replied, glancing back at the trunk. “Just about.”

For a moment, they stood in silence, the sounds of the quiet street filling the space between them. Harry shifted on his feet, his green eyes filled with something unspoken, something Y/N didn’t want to name.

“I’m going to miss you,” he said softly, the words heavy with sincerity.

Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding. “I’m going to miss you too, Harry.”

It wasn’t just about missing him, though. Harry had been her safe place. Without him, she would be alone again, surrounded by people who either ignored her or sneered in her direction. The thought made her chest ache.

“But Hogwarts…” she began, her voice wavering. “It sounds amazing. You’re going to have the best time. You deserve it.”

Harry’s smile grew, more genuine this time. “I wish you could come with me,” he admitted. “It won’t be the same without you.”

She felt a pang of longing. Oh, how she wished she could go too, to escape into a world of magic with Harry by her side. But she knew that wasn’t possible. She was just Y/N, a normal girl, and Harry… Harry was destined for something greater.

“I’ll write to you,” Harry promised, his eyes earnest. “Every chance I get.”

Y/N nodded again, though she knew it wouldn’t be the same. Letters couldn’t replace the hours they spent together, whispering secrets and dreams in the dark. But it was something. And she would hold onto that.

“Take care of yourself, okay?” she said, reaching out to squeeze his hand. “Don’t let anyone push you around. And if you ever need to talk, about anything, I’m always here.”

“I will,” Harry replied, squeezing her hand back. “And you take care too. Don’t let Dudley get to you. You’re stronger than them, Y/N.”

His words brought a faint smile to her lips, even as tears threatened to spill again. She wished she could be that strong, but with Harry gone, it felt like a part of her was leaving too.

Before she could say anything more, a voice bellowed from inside the house.“Boy! Hurry up! We don’t have all day!”

Harry glanced back at the door, his expression hardening for just a moment before softening again as he looked at Y/N.

“I guess this is it,” he said quietly.

Y/N felt a tear escape, rolling down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, forcing another smile. “Goodbye, Harry.”

Harry hesitated, then pulled her into a quick, tight hug. “Goodbye, Y/N,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.And then, just as quickly, he released her and turned back to his trunk, hoisting it up and heading toward the Dursleys' car. Y/N watched him go, her heart heavy, each step he took pulling him further away from her.

As the car pulled out of the driveway and down the street, Y/N stood rooted to the spot, watching until it disappeared around the corner. She knew things would never be the same again.

But even as she wiped her tears away, she promised herself that she would be strong. For Harry. For the friend who had meant everything to her.

And somehow, she knew that no matter how far apart they were, they would always be connected. By memories, by letters, by the bond that had grown between them in the darkness of Privet Drive.

With a deep breath, Y/N turned and began to walk back home, holding onto that thought like a lifeline, as the sun continued to rise, marking the beginning of a new day.

[mjso-soupp]

Meet me in the South

(Subaru Sakamaki/American!FemaleReader)

Word Count: 3.5k

Summary: Reader begs Subaru to escape.

Notes: This might just be like the introduction to the story? There’s no major plot points and more of just a feel. Also shoutout to @fangsforiris for creating the beautiful moodboard above!!!

I’ve dreamed since I was four years old

That the house is slowly on fire

And I can’t get you to leave it

—Alice Notley, In the Pines

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The weather back where I lived was blazing and relentless, the sun would cast an unbearable warmth and all I could do was sit inside, sighing while hoping my ride to the pool would be here soon enough. My hair was always frizzy from the humidity and skin burned a bright red, I had also developed white lines running along my back from the overused swimsuit I wore every trip to the pool.

My last memory of being there was of walking down the road to the convenience store with my friend. We grabbed a couple of cokes and sat on the park bench talking about what my life in Japan would be like. She claimed I was the one who had finally gotten out of the old, small town life. When I gave her my last goodbye, I felt the twinge in my heart knowing it would be a while before I could talk to her like this again. With the warmth clinging to us, to our bodies. At the airport the choking feeling just grew, my mama drove me, she was silent the whole way but when we arrived she eventually started talking.

”You’re sweating bullets, have you been wearing the lotion the doctor gave you?”

”Yes, but it doesn’t really work that well. I’ve been applying it more than often.”

“Maybe you aren’t applying it like you’re supposed to, it says on the package counter clockwise—make sure to rub counter clockwise!”

“Mama, it’s okay, I hear where I'm moving to, it's cold anyways.. “

My mom looked at me and gave me a sad smile, the wrinkles on her cheeks made my heart throb, I also wouldn’t be able to see those wrinkles till I came back.

”You’re nervous, aren’t you? It’s going to be okay,”

”Yeah, a little—I'm okay though, It’s gonna go away when I'm settled over there, I hope.”

She squeezed my shoulders and took a deep breath,

”Smell the air one last time, maybe it’ll calm you.”

I took a breath of the air around me, I could smell strong gas leaking from the taxis, freshly cut grass and the yeast smell from the bread factory I would drive past everyday to and from school.

“You’re safe here mama, I feel a bit better though.. I'll be back soon, just gotta finish my studies… When I'm back, I’ll take you to get some ice cream.”

I could see the tears in her eyes form, she pulled me into a tight embrace—It was short but it eased my nerves for the duration of the trip. My mom didn’t like to cry in front of me, but I guess it was one of those times it was acceptable to. I pulled away and gave her one last look,

“I have to go now, I have everything—don't worry, bye mama.” I kissed her on the cheek before reaching for the handle of my suitcase, “Ice cream, mama.” I smiled before walking away to my gate. That was the last time I talked to my mama.

When I arrived in Japan, people stared—a lot. I could feel their eyes judging me, they definitely knew I was an American. Who could blame them though? My appearance didn’t help my case either: My skin was red and tan as opposed to the glossy paleness over here. My hair was also crazy from sleeping on the plane, and I was in pajamas. I struggled to walk in the airport without getting bumped into for more than a couple of seconds, everyone was moving so fast I couldn’t keep up, back home everyone was more relaxed, but there really wasn’t anywhere to go. The drivers refused to take me to the address that apparently was in the middle of nowhere, I bet you they also thought I didn’t have any money. Eventually, an older man agreed to drive me the hour long way, I thanked him profusely and tipped him a generous amount after. I shouldn’t have thanked him, he probably worked for them. I didn’t realize the danger I was stepping into then. I believe that was the last time I was truly happy— I smiled, laughed, and imagined what my life here would be like the entire plane ride. Now, I want to go back to that very moment and tell myself to run—as far as she can and fast.

Introductions were far from conventional: Instead of my host greeting me, a young blonde girl named Yui—who’s eyes were so red I could feel my arms forming goosebumps, welcomed me with open arms. She had this anxious demeanor about her which should’ve alarmed me, and then there they were, all six of the brothers residing in the entry hall. The only one that really stood out to me was the pale, silver haired man in the back who’s face seemed to always be locked in that scowling, annoyed expression—again, with the blazing red eyes.

I attempted to focus on my studies but after the realization they were indeed vampires, it was hard.

Eventually winter break, the relief for everyone in the household had finally arrived—the brothers spent it like normal. Subaru and Ayato were fighting like always, Reiji was still annoyed with Shuu and the triplets wouldn’t give Yui up. No one really bothered me, unless it was to bleed me and I had gotten used to being alone in my room doing whatever I could to keep busy, I took comfort sitting on the alcove in my room, watching the endless amount of flakes fall from the sky. They fell so gracefully—like they were dancing, but I forgot what it felt to be like that. Laying next to the window also reminded me of the time when my friends would fling pebbles at the panes, waking me up earlier then needed on a summer day just to go run off to the community pool, and to get a couple of cokes for the walk back home—I would always forget to bring a towel so my sandals would squeak loudly when I strolled back home on the pavement, in that hot summer town, I dreamt of when I rested my head against the now still, freezing panes.

“You’re always sitting there, looking so helpless.”

It was Subaru, the brother everyone avoided because he was just too aggressive. For being so strong, he sure had soft features: His hair was like a white rose, the cleanest pick from the bouquet, he stood tall and composed, and his eyes were like early picked cherries, not ripe, but still so red and bright. He was hungry. I started to pick up on that glint in their eyes whenever they were hungry: Their eyes normally had that abnormal gloss that stole all reflection from light near, but when they were hungry—all signs of that were gone. Beautiful orbs were dulled and fogged with their lust for blood or just to satisfy their sadistic needs. The first time one of them tried to feed from me, it was him. He was angry I didn’t comply, leading to purple bruises forming around my wrists that ached for days.

“I like sitting here, it's comfortable.”

“Tch, you know what I’m here for, you should hurry up and get over here so I can get this over with,”

He glared at me from the door with his arms crossed waiting for me to come to him, I knew standing my ground wouldn’t help so I just obeyed him. I hesitated but eventually took step after step to meet him, I unbuttoned my shirt down just above my bra.

“It’s no fun when you don’t fight back…” He grabbed my hair in his fist whilst tilting my head to the side. “I’m too thirsty to complain though.” My heart beat would just race whenever he was with me, him. Just him, feeling his tongue travel on my neck would send shivers I hadn’t previously known of. Even to the sound of his fangs digging into my neck, I wasn’t used to being held so closely by someone—much less a man.

“You’re.. enjoying this? Of course you are, I should’ve expected this… Nn…” My knees were beginning to buckle under my weight, my entire body felt numb I couldn’t see straight—or think.

“Subaru—I think that’s enough..” I placed my hand on his shoulder,

“Damn it! Just let me fucking have this,” The grip on my hair became stronger, he was tugging on it with an even greater strength.

“It h-hurts Subaru!” I pushed against him once more causing him to grab both of my arms,

“I won’t let them get to you—from now on you’re mine.” The grip on my hair eventually loosened, my heart was racing and I looked into his eyes, they weren’t back to that abnormal gloss though: His eyes were still foggy but this time with rage— or sadness, I couldn’t tell.

“The fucks that look for? Tsk, I’ll make sure everybody in the house knows that you’re my property now, and you have no say.” Subaru always dragged that sad presence around him no matter where he roamed, sitting alone on the rooftop, when he stared at Yui smiling with Shuu. Right now I didn’t feel that sadness, instead I could feel him shaking from anger, the anger everyone in the house avoided but I had just gotten myself caught into. Causing me to get pinned down on the hardwood flooring of my room, getting bit over and over again that night.

Later, when I had gotten one of those rare moments to speak with Yui, she told me Ayato convinced everyone for a darts game. Shuu had won the prize—Her and all the brothers watched Shuu bite her to mark his territory, including Subaru. Yui told me she saw Subaru storm out the back door when Shuu sank his fangs into her neck. Yui had been claimed by the vampire who could care less about titles, or existing, she was claimed by a dead man—with no lust for life, instead a hatred for the world he was born into.

“He came into my room, I suppose after, and he just… bled me dry that night. It just feels.. Wrong, I feel something is changing.” I paused for a moment,

“He’s always been sweet on you Yui, I hope you notice that.”

Her eyes saddened and lowered her head down to the ground. Her blonde locks shielded her face, she began sniffling quietly. I just placed my hand on her shoulder, hoping that would soothe her. She didn’t ask to be in this situation, nor did I. Yet, she was always so poise, her will never faltered. Whilst I would lay on the bathroom floor sobbing— grieving the life I had, and lost. She was the spitting image of ideal for the brothers and I trailed behind her, collecting the bits and pieces each one of them had broken—hoping to grasp some of her femininity and hope.

“I don’t want any of this..” She spoke quietly, her voice cracking.

And the break ended. When we returned to school, Subaru made a case of being near me at every moment. A fellow male student had made the simple mistake of bumping shoulders with me in the hallway and apologized profusely when he saw Subaru lurking in the back. He also kept count of which brother had taken blood from me that week or day. Yui was officially Shuu’s so she was out of commission, that left me. A new bride was sent to the mansion—except this one wasn’t under protection like Yui. She was like me, patiently waiting to get murdered by one of these bloodthirsty vampires. Shaking in bed at night from every creek the flooring would make, hoping it wasn’t one of the brothers for their feeding, trembling, knowing they could snap your neck with ease—if they even cared enough to do so, they would’ve much rather watched us writhe in agony on the floor then spare us mercy. She fell under the hands of Laito. He filled her head with false promises anyone would have trouble turning from, I didn’t see her again after he had taken full possession of her. Lord knows what happened to that sweet girl, what a shame, she was so beautiful too. I just remember hearing a wailing cry from the balcony a month after, and a quick snap.

I assume Subaru also heard it, he came into my room demanding blood again—I knew why he was upset, he was wondering what would happen if that instead was Yui. He couldn’t run to her of course, asking if she was okay. So he ran to me, the second choice. I felt like I could read his mind when he mumbled those words under his breath,

“Idiot, could’ve been you…”

I had to accept the fact I would never be Yui. She was the one I needed to model after, but could never be. In reality, she was the missing part of the equation while I could be factored right out. If you asked me why Subaru gave me a chance, I couldn’t respond to you. But if you compared us like how I had compared Yui to myself, I would be Yui, and he would be me. Back in town I had a handful of friends, we would always spend time together in the back of someone’s pickup truck, or in the basement of church after sleeping through the sermon. I was out all day and alone at night, and I liked it that way. Meanwhile, Subaru was alone all day. He was the type to stand by, watching us laugh with our tongues blue from the slushies someone had bought for all of us, excluding him. He would scoff and question why we were laughing at a joke only we would understand. Subaru is someone the boys in my group would call a freak, and whisper to us why we should stay away.

That was the conflict between us: He knows how different we are. When he would blow up in my face about how stupid and delusional I was, I would just admire such passion and emotion. The type everyone suppressed—he wouldn’t, he was real in all ways. He picked up on it, I wouldn’t lower my gaze in fear, or disgust. Just keeping eye contact, analyzing all his little quirks and habits. Truly falling for him.

“You have to leave, it’s not safe here—eventually, they will kill you.” His face was sullied with worry, yet another sacrificial bride was sent and this time, she was Reiji’s.

“N-no, I’m not going to leave you here. I want to stay here with you!”

“You’re not listening! You will die. Here, take this.” He pushed the knife into my hands, I couldn’t react—except for just standing with my mouth agape.

“What is this for?”

“To kill me,”

“What?! Why would I do that! No—take this back, I won’t do that.” My heart was shattered, how could such a beautiful person want to end their life—or have someone just end it?

“Come with me, we can leave—I’ll show you a new life.” His face lost all emotion, he just stared at me—he wasn’t expecting that response.

“It’s not that easy.”

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I jolted awake, it took me a couple of seconds to realize just where exactly I was—I fell asleep watching the snowfall from the sky from the alcove again, It was pitch black aside from the moon shining over the view of the white garden, and Subaru’s pale face peering through the window.

“About time you wake up, open the damn window! Before I break it down!”

I stared at him groggily for a second before fully snapping into reality,

“Oh my… Why are you outside my window?”

I crawled to the other side and unlatched the lock, this was the first time he did this—he liked making appearances. He slid the window open, allowing the night chill in,

“Hurry—get in, the cold air is getting in.”

I watched him crawl through the narrow opening and closed it immediately after,

“I have a door…”

I sat back down in my spot across from him, I huddled in the blanket in an attempt to warm myself from the cold.

“It’s easier through the window, besides it’s a full moon.”

Even after a year of living here, I couldn’t adjust to the chilling air and cold corners all around the mansion. I had begun wearing an extra layer of cotton to keep my fingers and feet from falling off.

“Weakling, it’s not even that cold outside, you’re just too dramatic.”

“You’re not human how would you understand?”

His face dropped, he wasn’t expecting that response from me.

“Are you on your fucking period or something? You’ve been acting all different this past week, and I’m sick of it!”

He pulled the blanket away from me, I shivered from the sudden cold air once again and groaned.

“If you were as cold as I am, you would understand.”

I moved closer to him and draped the blanket around the both of us, I felt the cold pane slick with condensation press against my back and dampen my sweater.

“Tch, you didn’t answer my damn question. What’s been up with you?”

I got quiet for a second, I wondered if he thought it through—or if he was up for it.

“Would you ever leave Subaru?”

he was bothered I avoided his question but I needed to get it out of me.

“Tch, not this bullshit again. I already told you, it’s not that easy.”

He went quiet for a moment,

“What a stupid question, why are you still even thinking of this? I don’t know… I don’t have much here to hold onto— But I have nowhere else to go.”

I listened to him mumble, he did that when he was conflicted. I laid my head against his shoulder and sighed, I closed my eyes thinking of my next question.

“But what if you did have somewhere else to go?”

I opened my eyes and looked up at him, he looked down at me confused.

“What do you think… That man would never let me leave.”

I grabbed both his hands and held them, turning to face him fully.

“But imagine if we left! Just took a plane…and never came back? It would work—we could go to America! I k-know where we could stay—“

“No, you’re fucking crazy, we’re not leaving. I mean why would you even wanna leave with me? You had your chance to escape that one night. You were just too much of an idiot to not listen to me.”

I frowned,

“Please, just think about it. None of your brothers would have to know..”

He scowled and turned his head away, he snapped his hands back from mine.

“Who the hell are you to tell me to do stuff?”

He grumbled, I wanted to beg him—on my knees to come with me but I knew he would just scoff and walk away. I figured another way of persuading him would work maybe, quickly getting up, I reached under my alcove and the hidden compartment under. I was scrounging for the box of stuff I had hidden for so long.

“Where is it…? Here.”

I returned to my spot and looked at him.

“What is that…? You're hiding stuff from me now? Give me that.”

He snatched the box from my lap and ripped the lid off. The look on his face changed when he realized what it was, I stared at him intently watching for a reaction.

“It’s photos… of my life back there.”

He reached for the photo of me and my friends swimming, I had my arms propped onto the deck with my sunglasses on, I was smiling with my face red. You could see the white lines from the pattern of another suit. My hair was stringy from the chlorine but that didn’t matter, I was happy. My friends were photobombing in the back of the photo. What a cheesy photo.

“Look at how tan I am, you can see the pattern of my bathing suit—those are my friends.”

“You’re just trying to convince me to. You’ll get tired of me quickly and just leave to fulfill your plan.”

I frowned, he didn't trust the idea—or me even.

“I’m just showing you what it was like, look at how clear the sky is.”

I gestured toward the blue sky, as opposed to the cloudy night sky with specks of ice falling slowly.

I smiled looking at the photo. It was one of those days you couldn’t forget, the heat—It was hot, so hot, and I was awakened in the early morning by those rocks being thrown on my window. I scrambled to get ready but I eventually caught up with them, of course leaving my towel behind.

“You’re crazy, we can’t just… leave.”

“Do you really want to live here for the rest of your life? With your brothers? You’ve never even traveled, Subaru..”

I squeezed his shoulder and stood up, “Atleast think about it.” I left the box on his lap, the next picture facing up was a motel, The Safari Inn.

[fallingforel]

prompt 13 “Where are you going?”

louis angst into fluff, an argument between lou and y/n and one walks out for space, maybe have y/n either phone or go to one of his sisters for comfort (they are close) and they eventually make up?

sorry if that doesn’t make any sense i can’t word well haha

a/n hey my lovely of course I can do I love writing about Lou he's one of the easiest to write for and I love it when people give me means of what they want in the request so On with the show....

warning: mentions of s/a (asking for it, touched up etc.) swearing, mentions of sex, mentions of divorce.

PROMPT 13: "Where are you going?"

words: 2,067 (longest one yet 😅)

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"OH PLEASE Y/N YOU WERE ASKING FOR IT!"

I was currently in an argument with my partner of 12 years 7 of which we had been married, we had gotten together shortly after one direction got together and then married in the january of 2014 though we had been friends long before that as we ran in the same friendship circle in school and I was always mucking about and wreaking havoc with oli and Louis looking for trouble. So as you probably guessed when we argued it certainly wasn't the greatest.

We had just come back from a nice meal which was unfortunately cut short as I had been touched up by one of the older waiters. And I had screamed so Louis dragged me out of there while giving the waitress sultry eyes which as you can imagine didn't end very well in my current state.

"ASKING FOR IT? FUCKING ASKING FOR IT? JUST LIKE I ASKED FOR IT AT 11 YEARS OLD? NOPE? DIDNT THINK SO. AND PLEASE LIKE YOU WOULD'VE NOTICED IF I DIDN'T SCREAM STOP BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO BUSY EYE FUCKING THAT WAITRESS."

"EYE FUCKIN- WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON HAVE YOU TAKEN DRUGS? THE ONLY PERSON I WAS EYE FUCKING ALL NIGHT WAS YOU PLEASE GET A GRIP Y/N/N"

"DONT! DON'T FUCKING Y/N/N ME CERTAINLY NOT AFTER TONIGHT."

"OH COME OFF IT Y/N. I WAS MERELY GIVING HER SORRY FOR NOT PAYING EYES. IT WAS A HARMLESS THING. BESIDES I'M NOT SURPRISED HE TOUCHED YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT."

"LOOKING LIKE THA- DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE YOU KNOW HOW DEEP THAT SHIT CUTS ME LOUIS. YOU'VE KNOWN ME ALL YOUR LIFE. I just thought you'd never be the one to say it to me."

Is one of the last things I say before walking away from him and grabbing my coat where it lay on the bannister and walked towards the front door.

"WHERE YOU FUCKING GOING NOW"

"OUT! I CAN'T BE AROUND YOU DONT CALL TEXT OR FIND ME I'LL BE FINE BYE"

"YOU CANT JUST WALK OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ARGUMENT, YOU KNOW THATS NOT HOW WE SOLVE THINGS"

"THINK YOU'LL FIND I JUST DID"

"STOP WALKING AWAY COME BACK WE CAN FIX THIS"

"GOODBYE LOUIS"

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I walked and I walked in the rain sobbing until my feet stopped at Lottie's house.

I rang the doorbell waiting for a reply.

and soon enough lottie came strolling to the door with doris on her hip I knew that all the siblings were at hers tonight she had also taken freddie louis' and my son Louis and I weren't there tonight though as it was our anniversary so they completely understood when we said we couldn't be there in the group chat conversation earlier.

"Y/n? what are you doing here? wheres Louis? you're supposed to be out together tonight? you're all wet. Come inside your gonna catch a cold for gods sake" I step inside shaking off everything and wiping my feet whilst replying to her

"Yes it's me. In the flesh and blood. Louis isn't here right now. I'm so scared so scared lots he said things. things I never would have thought to come out his mouth. Where's fred?"

"In the living room settling down with daisy. Come in he's been asking about you." I step foot into the living room and Freddie catches eyes with me and runs up to hug me "hello baby, You okay?" I say dropping down to his height which he nods then asks the inevitable question "why are you crying mummy?" which makes me sob but I hold my tears back for his sake

then Pheobe starts to speak "Freddie come here" he looks at me for permission to go which I nod "You know how auntie lottie was crying earlier and she said that that's what people do sometimes. And that it's healthy and sometimes we need a good cry" to which he nods "well thats what mummy's been doing she'll be okay fred she will"

"come on Y/n lets go into the kitchen, I'll make you a cuppa" Lottie speaks out and I follow. she shuts the door for some privacy because she knew what I was about to say wouldn't be light or good for the children to hear.

"so whats going on? what happened? start from the beginning" "so it started out lovely it really did he took my arm to help me to the car was kissing my hand the whole way there you know just a generally good time. Starters were lovely. But then it got to the mains and the waiter that bought my main out touched me lingering his hand on my arm and I just screamed because I thought it was a moth or something you know. Then I started having a go at the waiter, because like rightfully so there's no need for you to touch me. And then about half way through Louis asks what was going on because he had been in conversation with the waitress for the most part and I just said he fucking touched me. Like proper screamed it lots. and he just said oh. FUCKING OH. and went back to eye fucking and flirty conversation with the waitress and I just grabbed louis while we were leaving left a £20 note on the table and left. and then when we got home he said that I was asking for it and he fucking knows what I went through when I was still speaking to my mum and dad how they would always say I was asking for it when I wore my skirt a bit higher than usual to school. that shit cut me deep lots, so fucking deep.

"mmh, I can imagine he's such a dick honestly I don't even know why he does this some times, he's got a great relationship with a great girl and then he does shit like this to fuck it up. Honestly I'm gonna knock some sense into him when I next see him because how dare he treat you like that, My own sister"

"he's your bio brother, im nothing to you lottie" I say replying back to her.

"bio shmio, come off it y/n you know your my sister I've known you my whole life."

"Oh lottie what would I do without you, your so kind to me"

"come on your the mother of my first nephew, what's not to love he's a great little boy. who has a spectacular mother, You've done so well with Freddie, Y/n. I'm so proud of you and I know mum would be too"

"Oh come on, she's not my mum. What about you, I saw the way you spoke to me at the door acting like a mum already and they're not even here yet"

"SHH, nobody knows yet, not even P&D haven't worked up the courage to tell them, hell even dad for goodness sake. I can't even bare to think what Louis would say."

"We all want another baby to spoil, how is Lewis anyway? Is he here?" "no, no he's gone up to visit his family for the weekend. He's telling them tonight, will you help me tell Phoebs and dais? think I could use your support."

"course I can, come on lottie" I say wrapping an arm around her shoulder before walking back into the living room.

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"What was so important that we had to put the kids to bed"

"well, Lottie has some important news she wants to share with you both. Go on Lots tell em"

"I'm having a baby" Both of the twins squeal and jump into lottie and my arms and pull us both down to the floor

"okay okay girls, enough you gonna hurt the poor little mite before they're even here yet" I say

"shit sorry." they both say

"what happened with Lou then? why did you come over?"

and so I explain the whole thing again to the twins this time.

"shit y/n I'm so sorry, I'm actually gonna kick him right in the balls when I see him he shouldn't have done that to you"

"No you won't he's your brother"

"you're right I won't I'll just give him a right old dirty look" she says making the 'dirty look' face which makes us all burst out in laughter.

"come on lets stick a film on. and have a girls night" I say once we had all stopped laughing

"yeah lets watch magic mike and forget about all our boyfriends" Pheobe said

"husband for me" I interrupted

"boyfriends and husband" Pheobe said correcting her mistake

and we all agreed and stuck the movie on.

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After the movie had finished it was just me up so I switched the T.V off and woke up the girls sending them to their respectful bedrooms for the night making my way upstairs myself to Louis' and my bedroom for where we stayed when we were at lottie's before checking on freddie to make sure he was okay.

I found some old pyjamas of Louis' and I stuck them on and started sobbing again because even though it was a dick move he had pulled tonight I knew he didn't mean it it was just a spur of the moment thing

I turned on my phone before going to bed checking to see if I had any messages which I did

Louis T: come home I miss you I'm sorry I didn't mean it I was so shocked I shouldn't of said it it won't happen again

oli: I heard what happened hope your okay, call him soon? he's been in tears really regretful of what he said. Though I understand if you don't. You can see and hear the guilt though y/n/n

Louis T: Babe you've been gone hours please come back soon I miss you. Hope that argument didn't affect us. Don't want to divorce you but will if it means you're happier. Don't want Fred to go through the same thing I did.

and the last message made me cry so I had to call him

RINNG RIIING RINNG RINNG

"Hello?" Louis' voice rang out through the phone

"hey"

"Y/n? Are you okay? Where are you? I'll come to you?"

"No Louis stay there at Oli's I'll come see you in the morning. Bring Fred too"

"Do you want a divorce?"

"do I want a div- No course I fucking don't. Who put that idealogy through your dumb little brain lou?"

"The waitress"

"that fucking slag, knew she was up to no good"

"yeah well it's over now isn't it. Where are you?"

"Lots, saw fred as I was coming in he asked why I was crying. Bless him, phoebe gave him the explanation we've been trying to give him for months. One word from his aunts and he obeys them, what are we doing wrong?"

"we're his parents he's trained to not listen to us"

"yeah I know I'm not pissed at your sisters just find it funny, they want to kick your arse by the way. they're mad at you"

"not surprised by the way I treated you told ol what happened he fully on slapped me"

"serves you right"

"I suppose so"

"Yeah oh by the way, Lotties pregnant we're gonna be an auntie and uncle."

"What? How long have you known"

"2 months I was the one that gave her my pregnancy tests because she knew about how I'm off the contraceptive pill and what not so she knew I had some spare made me keep a promise though to keep quiet. She told phoebs and dais tonight though thought it only fair that I tell you but I think she wants to tell you on her own so keep quiet yea?"

"will do my lips are sealed"

after that it went silent for a minute, before I broke the silence

"Lou?"

"hmm?"

"do you maybe want another" I said fiddling with the hem of my-louis'- t-shirt that I was wearing

"another? thought we were already trying though darling?"

"yeah but that was lazy trying I mean like proper try, Like we did with fred"

"yeah, okay babe I think another kid would do us a world of good. Come home?"

"yeah. Come pick me up?"

"be there in five babe"

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a/n after that my fingers hurt, so sorry abt the mentions of S/a I dont know what happened.

[osleeplessflowero]

hi!! i JUST finished reading your cowboy!stretch x reader oneshot on ao3 and i absolutely loved it, would you mind making a continuation of it? probably with them riding a horse. thank you so much for writing that i love it so much!!! :D

// HII omg!! I'm so happy you liked the oneshot, that one was super fun to write! I'd be more than happy to write a continuation. Hopefully I do your request justice! (Especially considering it's my first one!!)

🧡You can find the first oneshot Here. :)🧡

❤️ Reader has They/Them pronouns, and their SOUL type is up to you! 🧡 Country AU! Cowboy skeletons my beloved.. 💛 This takes place in a Crossover universe, so common fandom nicknames will be used!

It's been a few weeks since you met that dashing skeleton, Stretch, at Grillby's. After taking a few days, you worked your hardest and finally managed to fix up that old barn. Now she looks good as new, and you..need to find something else to do.

You sit in your house, kicking your legs back and forth as you lie on your stomach on your couch. Some random show plays on the tv in front of it you recognize, but you're not really focusing on it since you're facing your left scrolling through your phone. Nothing really sticks out to you, searching for something of interest before you see a little notification pop down from someone. You miss it the first time, pulling down the top of your screen and realizing it's from Stretch.

You sit up abruptly on your knees, shifting to face the tv and letting your legs rest on the wood floor. It's always nice to see what he's up to.

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> heya, what are you up to?

You - now <- nothing much, just watching tv and dying of boredom lol ive got nothing to do now that the barns all fixed

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> you could come over to me and my bro's place, it's just us here today

You - now <- rsally? *really?

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> rsally

You - now <- stfu

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> lmaoo but yeah im fr could show you the animals and stuff

You - now <- bet uh idk where you live tho

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> i'll send you the location or i could just come get u if u want

You - now <- i think ill drive there i wanna remember the way in case i come over again :)

honey enthusiast🍯 - now -> alr sounds good to me lol i'll wait at the front gate for you sent attachment

You hop up from your seat on the couch, petting one of your dogs who'd decided to lie down in front of the couch and walking into your room to change.

"Okay, he..he lives on a ranch?? Well, I guess I should've gotten that from the cowboy getup, huh? I should probably wear somethin' I'm okay with gettin' dirty.." You browse through your closet, picking out some casual clothes that'll keep you cool and comfortable in the summer heat.

"Time to go." You walk out of your room, playing some music from the stereo in your living room and giving your dogs some pets before bidding them goodbye. You walk out to your truck and climb inside, turning the key and beginning to drive to the location you set your GPS to. A few familiar songs play while you make your way down several sets of roads. You promptly bop your head to them, lip syncing some of the words.

You knew you were at the right place the moment you saw it. The house was huge based on what you could see from the gate as you drove up to it, plenty of land surrounding it with fences up to keep any unwanted visitors out. You see a familiar shade of orange pop up as the skeleton opens the gate, walking over to your window and leaning his arms on it.

"howdy. glad you could make it, didn't get lost did you?" "Nope, got here a-okay. This place is massive- are you guys loaded or something?" You ask, flabbergasted. He chuckles at that, looking back at the house. "well, it just kinda happened when we exchanged monster currency for human currency. so I guess you could say we are." "Jesus." "you can go ahead and pull up wherever, it doesn't matter." He stands on the step just below your door, holding on. You smile at the action, driving further in and parking in a spot next to someone else's car.

He jumps down onto the ground and lets you get out, closing the door behind yourself and locking it before jumping down too.

You hear a faint "Hello!" in the distance as someone runs over, grinning wide. A skeleton, a pretty large one at that yet shorter than Stretch. His attire is pretty similar to the former, only his is buttoned up much more neatly and is blue rather than orange. Stretch's top button is currently loose, exposing a little bit of his sternum. You also notice how the two stick to one color scheme, Stretch sticking with orange and this one sticking to blue specifically.

"you're in luck, they just got here." "Yes, I'm Not Late! Hello, There! I'm Stretch's Brother, Blue. We Live Together Close To Some Of Our Friends." "It's nice to meet you, Blue. I'm.." You tell him your name, and the two of you chat about this and that before Stretch steals you away to show you around. You both walk around different parts of the ranch before you decide to go and visit the animals, saying hello to each of them promptly.

"You have so many horses-" "like. ten of them." "JESUS-" You pause, looking towards one, before turning back to him with a smile.

"..what?" He raises a brow, smiling as well with crossed arms as he observes you. "..Can we ride one?" "..you want to ride one?" "Yes- please-" "i mean, yeah, i don't see why not. though, we'd probably have to ride together. are you okay with that? if not, i can figure something out." "I'm okay with that. Won't bother me." "alright, just gimme a sec."

You wait patiently as he goes to get a proper saddle, walking over to a few horses and letting them smell your hands so they know to trust you. One in particular takes a liking to you, a black horse with a stripe of white from its muzzle to its forehead. It nuzzles its nose against the side of your head until Stretch returns, smiling as he walks over.

"somebody's attached. no, you can't bring the horse home with you." "Aww-" You fake pout, before smiling and gently petting its head. "but, you can come back to visit." "You bet I will." A determined look crosses your face. "you wanna ride this one?" He points with his thumb. "Yes- if they are okay with that, of course."

He nods, and after a few seconds the horse is saddled and ready to go.

"so, you're gonna have to sit in front of me. is that alright?" "Yeah, that's fine." "alright, cool."

He helps you get up onto the horse first. It's a bit of a strange sensation at first, but you gradually get used to it. He then climbs up and sits comfortably behind you and the saddle, gently taking hold of the reins. Feeling his arms around your waist has you feeling a bit flushed, your face heating up a bit as you hope he doesn't notice.

"comfortable?" He speaks calmly so as to not spook the horse, his head just above your shoulder. A shiver goes down your spine accompanied by an anxious smile. "Y- ..Yeah, I'm all good." You mutter, cursing yourself internally for stuttering as you hear him chuckle behind you. You don't realize at first when the horse starts to move before you snap out of a daze, looking ahead with a smile.

You feel..safe with his arms around you, even as you're very flushed. You can just blame it on the heat if he asks. What you don't know, however, is that he seems to be fairly flushed himself..a bright shade of orange lightly making its way over his cheekbones. He keeps his lazy smile as he looks over you, making sure you're alright and comfortable.

Blue has a cheeky grin as he watches you both ride around the field, leaning his arms on one of the fences.

His hold on your waist tightens a little when the horse picks up its speed, causing your face to heat up even more before that feeling is overcome by excitement. You cheer as it runs, carrying you both around.

This continues for a little while before both the two of you and the horse become tired. Stretch slides off and helps you jump down, guiding the horse back to where it can rest.

"That was fun! I wouldn't mind doing it again." "..maybe you can, next time you come over." "Yeah." You avert your eyes, your face admittedly still a little flushed. You can't fully bring yourself to meet his gaze until he reaches up to get some grass out of your hair.

"i wouldn't mind." He smirks, his eyes relaxed as he looks at you. You clear your throat. "Yeah, uh..looking forward to it." You smile in return as Blue walks over to greet you both.

"Why Don't You Guys Come Inside? I'd Love For You To Stay For Dinner. We Can Talk More!" He suggests with a friendly smile. You look over briefly at Stretch for a moment before turning back to him.

"Yeah, I'm cool with that. I'd better get home before dark, though. I've got dogs waiting at home for me." "you have dogs?" Stretch perks up, curious. "Yeah, two." "i wanna pet 'em-" "Well, maybe you can visit me next."

He grins as Blue guides you both inside, gently closing the door behind him.

Part 3? Ao3 Link:

[peppapig9009]

𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙱𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 | 𝙺𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙸 𝚇 𝙵𝙴𝙼!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁

𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 2

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 - 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙺𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚑𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 - 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝙰/𝙽 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝! 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚝𝚝𝚝𝚝.

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Four years later…

Today was the day where you would graduate from the academy. Except, you already did. And now you were packing your things to go live with your grandparents. It’s not like you had a choice. You were doing it for your parents. Your mom and dad would do anything to take your place, but they are needed in the village because your mom works for the hospital, and your dad is a shinobi, specifically one that works night shifts to guard over the village.

You didn’t get it. The reason as to why you had to leave was because your grandma had fallen ill and her back gets cramped easily, making her unable to walk. She needed someone to take care of her at all times. Your grandpa couldn’t, of course, because he was too old.

Why couldn’t they just come over here? You weren’t mad, you were just upset because you had to leave behind the training. You had to become almost like a house nurse.

“Hi honey,” your mom said, closing the door behind her.

She hugged you from behind and started to cry. “Mom it’s okay, don’t cry,” You said, “don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”

“It’s not that, well it is, but It’s because you won’t be able to be in a three-man-squad. I wanted you to experience being in missions and stuff like that.”

You turned around and reminded her of the hidden leaf headband that was in your hands. “Look. At least I have this. When I come back, i’ll be stronger than ever, okay?” You said as you went in for a proper hug.

“Dad is still in the meeting, right? I wish I could say goodbye, can you do it for me when you see him mom? I have to go now before the sun goes down.” You said as you opened your room door to walk out. She nodded her head and followed behind all the way until you were at the front door. “I guess this is it for now.” You said as you closed your eyes, admiring the fresh air that was brushing against your skin. “You’ll come back, right?” Your mom asked in a sad tone. You nodded as a response and turned around to give her another tight hug.

You let go of her embrace and picked up your things, walking towards the direction of the exit.

Five minutes into your walk, you heard Boruto, Sarada and Mitsuki stop you. “Guys? What are you doing here?” You asked confused. “We’re here to say goodbye, how dare you leave without notifying us.” Boruto said as he squinted his eyes at you.

“I was in a rush, sorry. I don’t want to arrive when my grandparents are sleeping.” You said nervously, you didn’t want them to think that you were being rude. “Oh if that’s the case then we’ll hurry up! C’mon guys.” Yelled Boruto.

All of a sudden each of them pulled out a gift bag. “Open them when you arrive! We hope you love them!!” Sarada said. “Aww guysss, you didn’t have to!!” You said in an excited tone.

“What do you mean? Of course we had to. We’re your friends.” Mitsuki said in his usual robotic tone. They all circled around you and created a big hug. You wanted to cry because of their affection. “I’m going to miss you guys.” You told them.

“So will we. Be careful when you’re out there.” said Boruto.

Everyone then departed from the hugs and watched you walk out of the village. You turned around and kept waving until their frames faded away.

It reminded you of when you said goodbye to that boy named Kawaki when you were younger. You remember when the week finally came for you to visit your grandparents again and you were out there, like usual, waiting for him. But he never did. To this day, you wonder if he was even real.

Their house was about a 1-2 hour walk. Not that far but you still decided to sprint to get there faster. “I wonder what they got me.”

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And now here you were. Right in front of their house. Steps away before leaving everything behind. Mom said you would have to live here for a few years. It’s not easy letting go of something you grew up with.

You knocked of the door and waited until it was opened.

A few seconds later you heard the locks unlocking, with the door slowly opening. “Oh my goodness!! Honey! She’s here!!!” Your grandma yelled in excitement. “Hi grandma!!” You said as you went in for a tight embrace. She always smelt good and clean. Almost like a baby powder.

“Come on in, we were just about to have dinner!” You nodded your head and picked up your things. As you were walking inside, you saw that your grandpa was trying to grab something from the cabinets. He turned around slowly due to his old age. “Oh wow, didn’t expect you to come here so soon. Join us!” He said excitedly as he pointed a bowl at you. “Hi grandpa, how are you doing?! I’m going to leave my stuff in my room first. Be right back,” you said as you quickly walked into the hall that led to your room.

After you were done with that, you sat down on the table waiting to be served. (Your grandma doesn’t let you serve yourself because she loves you.) You looked down at the bowl and saw that it was beef stew. “Oh wow, this looks delicious. Thank you for the food.” You said before digging in.

It was just like you remembered. The delicious taste of childhood. You would always eat this with your parents by your side, but this was going to be the first time where they wouldn’t be here with you. It was just you and your grandparents. And it was going to stay like this for a while. A long, long while.

“We just wanted to thank you for doing so much already for us Y/n, we mean it!” Your grandpa said as he stuffed his mouth with food. You looked up and saw that your grandma was nodding her head in agreement. You smiled at them and said, “it’s no problem. At least I get to spend time with you guys!”

You lied, well, sort of. You liked the idea of spending time with them. But having to stay here for a ling time was draining your soul just by thinking about it.

You took a deep breath quietly and let reality set in. You accepted the fact that this was going to be your life for now. Despite having dreams that couldn’t be fulfilled.

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[angelic-writer]

Matt and Maddie Godrick - "A Eulogy Uninterrupted"

"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of a kind and compassionate soul."

Madeline caught a few people murmuring in the crowd. "Yeah, sure. Kind and compassionate." She gripped the skirt of her black dress. Why did this have to happen? At her husband's funeral, of all days.

"The last few days of planning this service were... turbulent, but in the end, through the power of the Lord, Matthew Godrick will now be laid to rest."

The murmuring only got louder. "I hope God judges him for how much of a bastard he was."

"Silence! Speaking this way during the service is disrespectful!" The priest boomed. "If any one of you say one more word-"

"This piece of shit should burn in hell for wishing death to children! To animals! For being the spawn of Satan!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" He slammed his fist on the podium, making Maddie jump. "All of you, leave! You clearly have no respect for this man! Voice your complaints later!"

The vicars, priests and ministers grabbed the people that were becoming unruly and dragged them out the door. When one of them passed Madeline, he spat in her face. "May God forgive you for marrying such a wicked man!"

Soon enough, the church was empty, save for Madeline who still sat in her seat. She blinked her eyes, trying to hold back tears. That bastard Declan... He did this. He turned the entire city, no, the entire world against him. An innocent man who had done nothing wrong.

The priest ran his hand through his long curls. "I swear, not even a week of this "truthful news" getting out and they're treating this kid like he's fucking Hitler." He clamped his mouth shut. "Crap, I shouldn't say this in the house of God." He caught Madeline sitting alone and went over to her. "Hey... You doing okay?"

She sniffled. "I-I don't know... I'm still trying to figure out what the hell happened. He looked so happy on his way to work. We were planning dinner." She rubbed her stomach. "I was gonna surprise him..."

He put his hand on her shoulder. "I know... I know. I have no doubt this is very hard on you. With the media frenzy and people willing to believe Fox News over you..." He sighed. "Well, I guess it's just you now. You can go over and say your goodbyes whenever you're ready. You can stay as long as you want."

Madeline nodded and slowly got up. Smoothing the wrinkles out of her dress, she went to the coffin that had her husband in it. The man who she loved so much...

She closed her eyes. "Matt... I-I don't know if you can hear me, but... I just want to say... Thank you for being there for me. In my brightest days and my darkest nights, you were always there to make me happy. You never hesitated to help people in need. You even visited your sick cousin in the hospital when you had an important business meeting you had to call off. That's something only really good people do."

The priest nodded, smiling softly.

"When I first met you in high school, I thought you would be like any other guy I dated. But you surpassed them by miles. You made me laugh, smile, you took me out to places I liked... We even won prom king and queen. You made high school worth it for me. Heck, I still have the stuffed cow you won for me at the fair. I think I still have it in the attic of our old house. I wish I could've gotten it..." She sniffled. "Throughout college and even job hunting, you were always by my side. I don't regret marrying you, Matthew... And I certainly don't regret being with you one last time."

She laid the flowers down, finally letting her tears fall.

"I promise you, Mattie... I will live on for you. I will get revenge on that bastard for what he did to you." She laid her hand on her stomach once more. "For our little one."

The priest's breath hitched, then he sniffled, wiping his tears with his sleeve. This woman had gone through so much. To hear that her husband was shot down in plain daylight... If there was anything more he could do for her, he would gladly do so.

Sadly, he can't bring back the dead. He can only be there to comfort the loved ones, to help ease their pain for a little bit. He opened the Bible, flipping to a verse he had recited many times before. "In your hands, O'Lord..."

[innerpalaces]

The Life of a Cannon Fodder Mother-in-Law - 44

Chapter 44: The Step-Mother-in-Law 11

Ge Guangyu walked into the yard step by step and saw that the house was bright and open, the yard was cleaned spotlessly, and even the stove in the kitchen was wiped clean.

Compared to the Ge family, this place was much cleaner and tidier. Especially recently, the Ge family was as messy as a doghouse, and the house was much more dilapidated.

Liu Yuniang pulled her into the house: "You will live here from now on." Ge Guangyu had been sleeping with her grandmother for as long as she could remember. Her grandmother was old and would snore and grind her teeth at night. It was not unbearable, but occasionally she still wanted a room of her own that she can decorate by herself. Now, was this a dream come true?

"Your brother lives next to you, and the courtyard on the far left will be used as a guest room. In the future, your cousin can stay for a few days when he comes over." After listening to her mother's words, Ge Guangyu went out and looked at several rooms one by one. Then she thought of something, and asked, "Mom, did you clean it all by yourself?"

Liu Yuniang smiled: "I hired someone. Otherwise, how could I handle it?" She pulled Ge Guangyu out to unload the carriage, "Don't stand there. We just moved in, so we have a lot to do." The carriage contained new furniture and bedding, as well as some bright materials. She stroked them for a long time and said, "Mom, can I pull them out to make curtains?" "Go ahead." Liu Yuniang said with a smile: "But don't use it all, we still have to make new clothes." Ge Guangyu was very happy. The mother and daughter unpacked casually and then went to pick up Ge Guangxing when it was time.

The old madam was already waiting there. As early as when she saw that Ge Guangyu didn't come home at the usual time, the old madam guessed that the siblings probably wouldn't come back. It was okay for her granddaughter, but she still valued her grandson and can't leave him. So, she waited here on purpose, thinking of  saying a few words of concern.

When the former mother-in-law and daughter-in-law met, her expression turned haughty. The old madam snorted coldly: "I'm not here to see you, I'm waiting for my grandson." Liu Yuniang pretended not to hear this and went directly past her into the clinic. Being ignored by her former daughter-in-law, the old madam was furious, but couldn't find fault. After all, they are no longer mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and she cannot afford to act like her elder. When her ex-daughter-in-law arrived at the door of the clinic, the old madam immediately rushed forward as if she had caught her handle. "Don't delay Guangxing's business!" Liu Yuniang shook her off: "That's my son, I'm more worried about his future than you are. " Ge Guangxing was saying goodbye to his master. When he saw the entangled mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at the door, he hurried to them: "Grandmother, you should give my mother some face in front of outsiders." The old madam: "..." "It was your mother who wanted to come and make trouble for you. I stopped her for your own good." Liu Yuniang pulled Ge Guangxing's sleeve: "I bought a house and moved today. I was afraid that you couldn't find the way, so I came to pick you up." She added: "The house hasn't been cleaned up yet, and I haven't bought any vegetables. Let's eat outside today. Just consider it a celebration."

The old madam was speechless. Is divorce a good thing? The mother and son walked away talking and laughing, and the old madam stamped her feet in anger. However, the master her grandson followed was here. He came here basically every day, so it was not difficult to see him. A little later, the Zhang family arrived and put all the things in their proper places that day. Half an hour later, everything was set up, and the empty and deserted feeling from the beginning was no longer there. On the first night in her new home, Liu Yuniang slept well. The siblings were very excited and didn't fall asleep until dawn. There was no snoring in Ge Guangyu's ears, it was extremely quiet, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it. The same went for Ge Guangxing. During the time he lived with his father, he felt like a pickle in a jar. He was squeezed so tight that he couldn't move. The room was dark and very depressing. It was really uncomfortable. Furthermore, the bed was also very different from before, especially for Ge Guangxing. He used to have to be careful when turning over on the small bed he slept in, but now the bed was extra spacious, the bedding is new. When it was bright outside, the room was also bright. Hearing the movement in the yard, Liu Yuniang opened the window and asked: "Is it too bright to sleep?" Before the siblings could answer, she had already added: "I will make a curtain for you to hang across the window later. When you sleep, remember to put it down, and it won't be so bright." Ge Guangyu: "..." In the past, her grandmother only scolded her for getting up too late, but her mother was afraid that she would get up too early. There was nothing in the kitchen, so the siblings had no choice but to go out and buy food. After sending them off, Liu Yuniang went to the street carrying the basket. She bought pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and filled half a carriage. When she returned to the house, she found a familiar carriage parked there, owned by Yan Songyu.

While she asked the coachman to help move things, Yan Songyu opened the curtain. Liu Yuniang turned around and said, "Oh, a rare guest! Are you here to be a good person again? Do you want us to reconcile as husband and wife?" In front of the coachman, Yan Songyu couldn't say much, so she only replied: "Manyue, you really misunderstood me too deeply." At this time, the driver had already left. Yan Songyu walked into the courtyard and praised: "It's very good." Liu Yuniang said bluntly, "I heard that there is a landscape every three steps in the Li family's yard. What you said is so false." Yan Songyu was not embarrassed and said: "Manyue, I came here today because I have something to say to you." She emphasized: "I never wanted to separate you and your husband. After leaving the Ge family, I sincerely hope that someone can spend the rest of their life with Ge Gen. You are a good person and you helped me raise Guangping. I am nothing but grateful to you...I have absolutely no intention of harming you." She said it sincerely. Liu Yuniang nodded. "Are you done?" She glanced at the kitchen. "I still have so many things to unpack. The young lady has been the wife of a wealthy family for many years, so she should have some discernment." This was not a good time to visit. A normal person would get up and say goodbye. Being rudely ordered to leave, Yan Songyu's face looked particularly ugly for a moment, and she said, "Manyue, I came here to persuade you to reconcile with your husband." "It's none of your business." Liu Yuniang sneered, "We have quarreled so many times because of you over the years. Even if you don't know, you must have guessed it. Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

 Yan Songyu frowned. "That wasn't my intention." "But it was all because of you." Liu Yuniang looked at her seriously. "Yan Songyu, you sent those junk things over and exchanged them for the Ge family's savings. Even if I were a saint, I couldn't tolerate Ge Gen's behavior. You have also been the daughter-in-law of the Ge family. You should know how much the family can earn every year. You took those things, so you should have known that we would quarrel because of you. Saying, this was not your intention....you are so shameless. Do you even believe this yourself?"

"If nothing else, the jade pendant given to you by the Ge family this time is my dowry property. Even if you didn't know it at first, you should have heard Guangping say it recently. That jade pendant means a lot to me. If you are really sincere, you should return it to me first!" As she said that, she stretched out her hand to her.

Yan Songyu was a little embarrassed. "That birthday gift was given in public. Even if it is not very valuable, it is not easy for me to take it. Let's do this. I will find an opportunity in the future..." "You are talking nonsense again!" Liu Yuniang said mockingly: "When will this happen? With your current capabilities, I am afraid that I will never get the jade pendant in my lifetime."

Yan Songyu really came here today to bring the couple back together. Actually... this matter may implicate her. 

If Master Li were to know that Ge Gen and his wife had gone so far as to divorce just to give him a  gift, he would probably hate her immediately. Therefore, the best way was to bring the Ge couple back together and pretend that those things never happened. But Zhang Manyue refused to change her mind. Not to mention going back, she did not even hide the disgust in her eyes when she mentioned the mother and son of the Ge family. Yan Songyu was panicked, but she did not show it on her face.

"I will do it as soon as possible. Manyue, I really want to help you."

Liu Yuniang pointed at the door, "I am living a good life, I don't need help." Seeing that Yan Songyu refused to leave and still wanted to pester, she emphasized: "If you don't leave, I will go find your man later and tell him about the good things you did behind the scenes." This is a threat! However, Yan Songyu couldn't find a way to solve the problem and didn't dare to push anymore: "Manyue, I'm kindly helping you. Even if you don't appreciate it, you can't harm me like this!" "If you stay any longer, I might really go and have a chat with Master Li." Liu Yuniang said with a half-sincere smile: "I'm just telling him the truth. I can't bear to see Master Li being deceived. How can it be considered harming you?" Yan Songyu: "..." She really regrets coming here today! Zhang Manyue used to have a good temper and would selectively listen to what she said, but now it was completely different, like a firecracker, exploding at any time. "I'm leaving. I just hope you keep your promise and don't go out and talk nonsense." To be honest, Yan Songyu really didn't dare to stay.

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[topazadine]

riffing off @skullduggeryandfilibuster's excellent addition to my post, I would like to share my first ever story! I was in first or second grade (I believe first grade). This was copied directly from the booklet, grammatical errors and all.

It is ... unintentionally very funny. I love how misanthropic I was even then! There were drawings also, but I'm not going to put everyone through the horrors of those. Also, I guess they didn't teach me what the fuck dialogue tags are yet.

Snowflake the Cat

Hi. I'm Snowflake. I live in wonderful country house.

"Honey, I hate to do this, but with our new son, and you needing to recover, we can't take chances. The pound she will go to is really nice. They only put down animals with rabies. The cages have pillows and blankets fit for a king. Also they only have the best cat food for our sweet little Snowflake. She'll have a lot of pet pals I guess."

"Okay, but I don't think she'll hurt the new baby, Norbert."

"That's not a chance we're going to take."

"Okay. I hope that pound is nice. I've been in pounds before and I hate them."

"Hey Carice, why are you picking me up? You've been my master for twelve years! I don't want to go."

John, the greedy little baby, puts out his hand and grabs Snowflake's suitcase full of toys and different types and brands of cat food."

"You're the cause of it all, you greedy baby. Carice should never have had you. I should bite you, but I don't want to change Carice's attitude about me. Give me that back."

John looks up at the soon-to-be-departed cat. Carice snags the bag and puts Snowflake in her cage. She lifts the bag and the cage while walking toward the pound, which looks like a mansion

"This is all for us animals? Wow!"

Everyone except Norbert walks inside and it doesn't look like a mansion at all. It smells of old age and must.

"Yikes!" I don't want to stay in here forever! Carice! John! Wait up! Wow! I like this cabin. Like Norbert said, there are blankets and pillows fit for a king. Yeah! There's a room for me with toys and food. Hurry up Carice! Put the stuff on the blanket already! I can reach it. Good!

"Goodbye, Snowflake. We shall meet again someday."

"Goodbye, Carice. I will miss you. Yahoo! I should get an award for surviving two weeks with that horrible John! He was always hurting me."

The guards call "Playtime" and usher the animals outside.

"Wow! This is nice! They let you out. Good I can run in the 100 acre forest. Ouch I hit the fence. I can't see it, but it hurts my ears, my nose, and my head."

"Hi my name is Violet."

"Oh, hi, I'm new. My masters because of their little baby dumped me. I hate humans now."

"Same case with me! I hate humans now too!"

"Really? Cool. My owner's name was Carice and her horrible baby was John."

"My owner's name was Rose and her terrible daughter was Haley. Well, let's play."

"I'll go get a few toys from my basket, Violet."

A few days later.

"I understand. Goodbye! You were a great friend!"

"Let's jump this fence! Wait! My basket! Now. Heah!"

Snowflake has the basket in her mounth and is talking with it in her mounth.

"Grr ISS Oilet Ready. I ish this asket asn't o eavy. Ahh That's better. Finally, the basket is out of my … Yuuuck! This smells worse than a car! It's a thousand cars! Ahh! I'm surrounded."

A car runs her over. The basket get most of the beating, but both come out in okay condition.

"I don't remember a thing before what just happened, but seeing a girl. She's back. There she is. See me, see me, see me …."

"Mommy look at that poor cat. Can't we help him. He doesn't have a collar like cats in the city, Momma."

"Of course we can help him, Anice. First let's see. Boy or girl? She is a girl. Now because she doesn't have a home, how would you like a very early Christmas present?"

"Of course! You mean she's mine now?"

"Yup."

Anice, the girl drops snowflake to give her mom, Simone, a hug.

"Ouch! That asphalt hurts!" Pain coursing through my body.

Honk Honk calls throughout the city. Anice quickly grabs Snowflake and they drive through the city. Snowflake takes a nap. When she wakes up, they are backing into the driveway of Anice, Simone, Jake, and Jake Jr.

"Look what Anice and I found, Jake."

"All right hon. Because anything we need to give … her, him? Shocks."

"She's a girl."

"Okay."

"Hey!" Anice pipes up and shoes where 'Snowflake forever' has been imbedded in the cat's fur. They realize that Snowflake is the name and verify that in the family book.

"Let's go get the shots!"

They get the shots and are walking home when they here.

"Momeee! Somebody's got me! No I won't let them take her!"

Eah! Scrape! Scrape!

"Wow that cat wants you back!"

Snowflake bites the kidnapper in the arm and the kidnapper runs away empty-handed!

"Snowflake saved me, Momma!"

"She stays!"

As they walk in, the aroma of fish, cheese, chips, and apple juice fills the room.

"Come on, Snowflake. Let's go in my room." Anice indicates they are going in Anice's room where a new collar waits on the bed. As Snowflake jumps up, the padding is soft on her feet.

"This is heaven, Oh!"

The collar is blue with a bell! Anice slips it on while Snowflake eats the cat food she is given.

"Yes! Now I'm really hers. I love you Anice! Eat you beautiful kitty! You're too pretty not to eat."

Not that I look back on it, I'm better off now that I was at Carice's. I'm glad Anice saw me.

I would like to say I have improved significantly in the past 25 years, and now you can read a much better version of my writing on Amazon! I promise there's dialogue tags.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: I can’t stand posting the last one apart so this saturday I’ll post the final chapter -Danny

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xxxviii: Moving Day

As they went back to the house, Harley nudged her shoulder. "You okay?"

"Yeah, fine..."

"You know, it's not like we won't hear from him again, this is pretty much standard with you two, he's always lived kind of out of the way."

"It's different this time," she reminded him. "I'll be living someplace else too."

"Again, not that different from before," the young man shrugged. "You always come and go, Cat. But it'll be better now, 'cause you won't be running away like other times, you're leaving to have a normal life."

"And you're not leaving for good either," Kate pointed out. "You'll spend some time here with us. It'll be fine."

"How come you two are okay with this?"

Harley and Kate shared a look. The boy spoke. "When you came back from that other universe... it was like you'd left something there. You were willing to change for the better, yes, but it felt like... like you'd lost the last bit of hope."

"But I didn't," she walked up the steps with them on each side. "I promise I didn't."

"Maybe not," Kate shrugged. "But you sounded like you'd reached the end of the line. Harley's right, you might've been at ease, but you weren't happy."

"Do I look happy now?"

"You look severely stressed," the archer laughed. "We don't know if Ben's world is a good solution, but it's an option that is out there for you to try, and we support it. We love you enough to acknowledge that we aren't enough."

They had given so much... and yet she still drowned in her guilt every time. Maybe Cat had to aim higher, and it didn't have to do with proving herself, maybe that was just how she worked, and it wasn't anyone's fault. It didn't have to be a shameful thing, admitting that she needed more than what this world could offer.

Cat left Harley, Peter, and Wanda working on the beeper. Kate was with Yelena looking around the house and thinking of ways to improve it. Cat would contact the remaining members of the Avengers at some point: Sam, Bucky, and Bruce... she didn't think Clint would be interested, but there were more supers they could call, old and new.

She would also need to mention the young girls she'd found, Riri and Kamala, and Shuri seemed interested in joining as well. There was so much to do, but where did that leave her and Parker?

He found her in the gigantic garage, the young man knocked on the doorframe. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for boxes so I can pack up the stuff in my apartment," she flashed a brief smile at him. "Whether our plan works or not, I won't be living in the city. I'll stay here."

"But Fury hasn't confirmed yet if this place's going to be yours," Parker crossed his arms.

She smiled guiltily. "I don't think anyone cares about the legal aspects of our situation. All of us are quite willing to ignore it, actually."

"I guessed as much," he approached and crouched beside her, looking for boxes. "What happens if their plan doesn't work? We call it a day, we say our goodbyes and try to move on?"

"As bad as it sounds, that would be our only choice. Because my job... or at least what I wanna do, that's important to me, I wouldn't be capable of turning my back on what I've built here. Your commitment to Spider-man is just as significant, and I know you wouldn't give that up either."

"And what we feel is not as important? Not worthy enough?"

She shifted her weight uncomfortably. "Don't put both on the same scale as if I can actually give you a fair answer. I want you to be as real as you can right now. We don't know if we'll last. I'm willing to go the distance to see where it takes us, but love is a frail thing, and you can't make me choose, not when you know my whole life has always been Copycat."

Parker didn't seem satisfied, but that was all he would get, at least for now. Maybe, if they managed to last for years on end, she'd be able to give him a more promising answer. Right now though, this was all she could give. He had to come to terms with that.

It wasn't hard at all to make up his mind about it. "I'll try my best to be okay with it."

Cat smiled. "You know, many years ago, Peter said something to me along the lines of 'it's better to try and do your best, instead of nothing'. He was trying to keep me from cheating on a test," she laughed, "but I think it works for this too."

He grinned. "I think so."

"Oh!" She gave a start, suddenly remembering something. "And Kamala— a mutant, younger than me— she said her dad told her once that good is something you do, not what you are. So I guess... that if we try to do good for each other, then that's what's going to happen. If we act out of love instead of..."

"Instead of fear," he finished knowingly.

She reached for his hand and pressed it against her cheek. "And if it doesn't work... at least we'll know we did all we could, and knowing always hurt less than the ifs."

"I believe you," he pecked her lips.

Parker returned to his universe, just as he'd originally planned. Sending him off wasn't hard, she trusted her friends would find a way to help them, but Parker wasn't entirely convinced. He had a hard time leaving, and when he finally did, Cat got this sudden moment of panic in which she wondered if she'd made a mistake.

During the next three months, she didn't have time to think about it, though. It was the middle of summer, and her new recruits were finally able to visit the compound so they could be properly trained. That's exactly what she was doing when E.D.I.T.H. let her know they had a visitor.

Cat went to the front and welcomed Happy with a bright smile. The man had a bunch of boxes piled next to him at the entrance. "You should've knocked before bringing all of them up! You could've hurt your back!"

"I'm not that old," he scowled. "And they weren't that many. These were the last boxes, so it's official, you've moved into this place."

"Yay," she piled three boxes and picked them up. A red mist encircled the rest of the boxes and lifted them from the ground, they followed Cat as she guided Happy inside. "Come in!"

A young girl rushed to the garden door opposite where they were standing, behind her was an obstacle field Yelena and Kate had built. "Need help, Copy?"

"All good, chipmunk," Cat looked at Happy over her shoulder. "That's Miss Marvel. Miss Marvel, this is my dad. You can call him Happy."

"Oh, hi!" Kamala walked into the room to shake the man's hand. "I'm one of the recruits. Cat's teaching us close combat, which is definitely not my favorite. But I can tell she loves it."

"I do," Cat smirked.

Happy looked at the girl funny. "You remind me of someone."

Kamala tended to ramble as much as Peter used to when he was her age. "She loves getting in trouble, but thanks to a semester of good behavior, her parents gave in for the summer and sent her here."

"I have my own room!" Kamala looked over her shoulder and lowered her voice. "But Copy, Kate sleeps next to me and she snores. I've been trying to come up with a way to tell her without embarrassing her, but maybe it's better if you tell her."

Cat chortled, she lowered her voice so only Happy could hear. "She's my favorite, don't tell the others."

When Kamala returned to the garden, Cat took Happy to the third floor, where her room was. "I picked the one that's most out of the way."

"Why's that?"

"Well, you know," she tried to sound casual, but she was starting to feel a bit restless. "If I go, there won't be any empty space in the middle that could be taken by someone else."

Happy nodded without saying anything, when she'd told him about Parker, he'd freaked out. She couldn't blame him, he'd been there at every misstep of Tony's, it was easy to believe things would go wrong, but Cat had begged him to keep his hopes up, and so he was trying to.

"No news on that front?"

"Wanda's doing her best," Cat lightly kicked open the door of her room, Happy kept it that way so the flying boxes could go through. "Webs's got more time now that is summer, so he's coming more often. It's bound to go faster now. How's Harley?"

"Up to his neck with meetings, project revisions, and next year's planning for the Expo, but he says hi, and he wants to pay you guys a visit this week to see if he can help you out."

"He's already doing enough, smuggling scraps of tech to us," she sighed. "How's Pepper? And Morgan?"

"Morgan's entering this phase where she thinks adult supervision is optional."

"Yeah well, she's ten," Cat smirked. "She'll be a teen soon, and then she'll be certain adult supervision is a burden... good luck with that!"

"Well, I raised you, so I think I can handle it," he replied fondly.

She left the boxes on her bed. Felix, who was sleeping soundly at the foot of it, only stretched a little as he felt her actions.

Shuri was scheduled to arrive that evening, so Cat and Peter went to the city to get stuff to give her a proper welcome —no alcohol, they had children in the house!— and she felt really weird about going to the city as nothing else than a visitor.

Of course, she would soon forget the feeling because Parker lived right in the middle of New York City, she only had to wait until Peter finished the multiversal gizmo.

"I'm just saying, you should invite him..."

"He won't come."

"How do you know?"

"Matt doesn't want others to know who Daredevil is, and all of you are going to give him hell if he shows up wearing the devil suit!"

"Well, not me," Peter grinned. "I wear the suit all the time when I visit the compound."

"Yeah, but they like you. DD's harder to bear, he's not as funny as you are."

"Ouch. I'm sure he heard that— d'you hear that, DD?" Peter asked out loud, looking up at the tall buildings around them.

"Stop that," she poked his ribs, laughing. "I was thinking of paying him a short visit before leaving, though..."

"Does he know about Parker?"

"Yeah, and he said he's happy I found someone..."

"You believe him?"

"Yeah, I mean, it's not like he and I were soulmates or whatever..." she sighed. "Part of me kinda hoped he'd try to win me back at some point like you tried... but it never happened."

"You still love him?"

"No," she squinted. "Maybe. I spent three years chasing him... huh."

"What?"

"Three years..." Cat frowned a little. "Funny how that's always been the limit..."

"You're talking about the ticking," he guessed.

"Yeah, it's always three years, for some reason."

"But that's your anxiety, there is no higher power controlling it, and you know that. So maybe the ticking will stop now that you've got everything in order."

"Maybe..."

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[jodilin65]

sighs with frustration The news is still racism, Roe, and Trump. Starting to think we’ll never stop seeing that face even long after it’s dead.

It’s truly mind-boggling how a country can start a war with another country, and then the country that is being victimized is condemned for fighting back. It’s like if someone punches you in the face, and then you get in trouble for punching them back. It doesn’t make any sense.

We set up the new desk and the cup holder I added to it. Love the cut-out along the side for when I’m drinking from mugs. The desk is not much bigger than the other one because space is limited but it’s L-shaped and has room for both my desktop and laptop. I got it in white because I like bright colors better and dust shows up easier on darker colors. It clashes a bit with the rest of the furniture in the room, but that’s okay. The furniture that was in here when we bought the place is maple and it’s a medium shade of brown.

We also got an airflow deflector for the vent so I won’t be as chilly with air blowing on me.

He was lightheaded from giving plasma and I was tired from the Shingrix vaccine yesterday yet the bidet in my bathroom just had to start leaking. I sat down on the toilet and I heard drip-drip-drip and thought maybe I didn’t turn the shower off all the way until I realized where it was coming from. So now the newer and more stylish one is back on that works better but tends to leave my booty a little less dry. Guess I’ll just go through more toilet paper.

They gave him a little Valentine’s treat at the plasma place. A pink and red plastic cup with cute designs, a pen, and some of those heart candies that are just so-so.

He had to take breaks here and there while working on the toilet and desk but we managed to get it done. While I do like this desk for the space that I have, I don’t like the idea of spending the rest of our lives in a tiny house even though I’m sure we will. I just miss having a full-size place and it would be nice to have an office area that wasn’t in the bedroom. The little alcove off the kitchen was fine except for the fact that I can hear more outside noise from there and it’s colder in the winter while warmer in the summer. I also like to be in a room where I can shut the door so Tom’s movements don’t distract me if I want to work on certain projects.

So it’s good that all I had was fatigue. Never got the chills or body aches but my arm is red and sore at the injection site.

I forgot to say that Rhonda said not to do keto because I’ll lose 20 lbs fast but it’ll come right back. I guess keto restricts carbs even more as does Atkins. This is supposed to be a healthier balance of protein and carbs. Personally, I don’t think I’ll get under 160 but little by little I’m switching over to the new diet. I still have some food to finish up that I’m not going to be getting on this diet so it’s not something I’m going to start overnight. I’m going to ease into it over the next few weeks.

I have no idea why but it occurred to me that for about a week or so I’ve heard very few commercial planes. It’s been wonderful! Still hear some annoying small planes and helicopters but it’s been much better even though I don’t expect it to last. A few a day I can handle but when it was every 5 to 10 minutes it really got old.

Not sure I’m happy about the upcoming changes coming to PB. I appreciate that Josh finally admitted that while he’s invested in the community he’s not invested in managing the site and got someone else to do it. However, I don’t like the idea of the new features they hinted at over the next couple of years because I know that new features really means new bugs and kissing old features goodbye that I might actually like and not want to give up. I hate when sites make radical changes but I’m actually surprised it stayed the same this long. This is part of why I like to keep my stuff on different platforms, though, as you just never know.

In reading back on some of my 2010 journals, I came across a section where Maliheh said, “I never pranked you. The police confirmed that from the records the phone company provided, this was necessary before a wire tap could be put on my line.”

But I wasn’t talking about before court. When I accused her of being behind the calls I got, this was after the case got tossed out of court. I assumed it was in retaliation for my pranking her. I don’t think she was the one who did the actual calling, and the pigs should have been smart enough to know that her phone wasn’t the only available phone in the world. She could have called me from someone else’s phone.

In the end, I don’t believe she wasn’t behind the calls any more than I’ll ever believe Termite Tammy didn’t have anything to do with what I went through in Arizona. Of course, she was behind the calls. Sorry, but I just don’t believe in coincidences. Especially ones of that significance.

Also, upon reading back, I don’t think she dumped me after agreeing to be friends with me just to keep her name out of my book. I think she dumped me because I liked her too much for her comfort. Too bad I wasn’t post-menopausal then but you know what? I also wasn’t as smart. Smart enough to stay away from people like her in the first place.

I realized another ridiculous thing about Andy and again, it amazes me how acutely unaware he is of his own stupidity. You know, the things he calls “beliefs” and “opinions” that are actually false facts?

“Ignore what the doctors say,” he told me as far as losing weight with Hashimoto’s goes because he was able to lose weight with edema and hey, so what if they’re two totally different things?

But in 2010, he said he’d only believe I had a sleep disorder if a real doctor said so, not Dr. Jodi.

So they know what they’re talking about or they don’t? Well, docs aren’t perfect but sometimes they really do know what they’re talking about. Also, sometimes our symptoms are pretty obvious and it doesn’t take much research to confirm our suspicions before they’re formally diagnosed.

[f10werfae]

Sy, I am Backup

pairing: Captain Syverson x Girlfriend!Sniper!Reader

summary: Reader is like a total badass super deadly sniper and she leads like a badass group of women who are also deadly soldiers. Anyways the ladies are called in to help rescue Sy and his team? (requested by @stormcloudss )

Warnings: Gun Violence

requests are open/ likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated♥️

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“You sure you’ll be okay baby? You know the girls and I are always on call to help?” Y/n said helping pack her boyfriend Sy’s backpack for his next mission at his recent position, commander. “I know sugar, but i’d rather not put you into danger, ya know this” Sy huffed throwing on his boots before hotly kissing his woman goodbye and off he went.

Y/n L/n, wasn’t the most innocent, with her being head of the sniping division, she had quite the talent herself. In fact that’s how Sy and her met, they were put into the same training group at the deployment centre, and voila. Sy couldn’t help but find himself drawn to this amazing woman, not only was she able to carry herself, but Sy as well (Literally)

Now 7 months down the line the two had moved in together and were finally getting serious, until the dreaded call came. They needed Sy out there again, luckily it was only a short drive and a smaller scale task, but still all the more dangerous. Even though Sy was mean and scary to others, to Y/n he was nothing but her big baby that asked to share showers, kisses and cuddles on the daily.

“Ok I don’t have a good feeling about this” Y/n whispered to herself and calling up her fellow girls on their groupchat, watching as Sy’s truck pulled off and out of their home’s driveway. Rifling through her old gear, Y/n got out her old suit and equipment with the phone stuck between her ear and shoulder.

Steph: God did I think we would never talk again, Miss L/n

Y/n: Come on now Steph, it’s only been two months

Grace: Did commander send us a task or something?

Y/n: No but he sent Sy’s team one, a drug bust, which is unusual because how violent could it get for soldiers to be there

Sophie: Jesus there must be bombs or something, there’s no way it’s just a drug bust

Y/n: That’s what i’m sayin! Which is why I think we need to get ready girls-

Stephanie: Woah woah owah, ready for what?

Y/n: Look, all of our men are on that squad, and we know damn well their general is going to hound us for backup

Grace: She’s got a point, we are the most experienced snipers around the place

Stephanie: I can’t believe i’m actually agreeing to this, meet y’all at L/n’s place in 15

Sophie: Omg the gang is back together

Within a half hour, all four girls were stood in the living room, strapped into their camo gear. Hairs in ponytails, heavy duty boots in tow and let’s not forget them reloading their customised weapons of war. Each different sniper sporting a different colour, each representing each woman’s aura. Y/n’s was a strong deep red, you can guess the reasoning for that.

“So what do we just wait here or something? How do we even know they’ll need us, there’s like 6 of them” Grace asked setting down her green sniper and sitting down onto the velvet white couch.

“Because of this” Y/n rushed out showing them the newest message from their commander

General L/n, assistance is needed at (insert address) Be prepared for situations 302 and 105. Mild casualties reported, enter from the side and take position. You know what to do.

“302? That means mild explosives does it not” Sophie asked looking at the phone herself, her hand reaching for her purple sniper, her fingertips tingling with anticipation and exhilaration.

“Yeah and 105, means outnumbered. Holy shit girls, we got ourselves a good one” Grace shouted getting up, the rest of them following her out of the house and into the one van they were going to use.

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Reaching the destination which seemed to be a dingy old warehouse, the girls got a glimpse of the amount of men walking in and out of the building, not their own men of course. Slinging on their extra ammo and their snipers, the girls found a wide enough pipe system for them to climb up skilfully. Y/n the first one to end up onto the roof, found herself a nice little spot with an opening straight into the warehouse. Setting up her stand and sniper, peeked into her scope and saw Sy’s squad.

Oh my were they outnumbered, they were practically surrounded, all of them tied up and some were clearly bleeding out. Just how strong were these other men? I mean granted there must be 100 of them, but wow.

Y/n felt her breath hitch when she saw her man, Sy, sitting dejectedly against a pile of cardboard boxes. His face still as brave as ever, but this time sporting more than a few cuts with blood running down his face. Y/n was going to kill these sons of bitches even if it was the last thing she did.

Looking up around the roof, Y/n saw that the other three girls were also raging, all of them nodding at each other before focusing down at their targets. Y/n found her first shot, a bald man who was tattooed all over, he seemed to be the one giving the orders.

Counting down under her breath

“3, 2, 1” And the trigger went off, the bullet embedding itself into the man’s head, instantly knocking him into the ground.

“Gotcha asshole” Y/n whispered loading up her next bullet, hearing all the men down below go into chaos at who shot their boss, the other three girls taking down what was assumed to be his right hand men. Leaving only the pawns of this vigilante group, when all of a sudden, Grace found herself making eye contact with one of the men, his smirk revealing golden teeth and a horrid face.

“Shit shit shit, i’ve been spotted, we gotta go now!” Grace shouted slinging back on her gun and running to the other girls, everyone hearing the men shouting up the side of the compound before they felt the shaking of the pipe system. Their only way down.

“Ok fuck uh- we gotta jump” Y/n rushed out looking over the hole she was spying on, noticing the high stack of cardboard boxes that could break their fall.

“Ok L/n even if we jump, we have to somehow get six injured men into a van, how does that work?”

“Let me take care of that, you guys jump and get them all into the van. If i’m not there in 10 minutes, leave without me yeah?” Y/n said stepping away from the hole and putting the other girls forward towards it.

“The fuck do you mean? Sy will kill us if anything happens to you, plus we can’t just leave you. No man left behind” Steph shouted

“Look, I won’t be left behind if this fucking works ok?! Now just go!” Y/n shouted, seeing the three girls salute to her before each taking their turn to jump onto the boxes, when all of a sudden Y/n heard the sound of metal behind her. They were here.

“Well, it’s just a little lady, musta got lost?” The front man said, twirling a pistol in his hands,

Within seconds Y/n had aimed her sniper and had shot the man full force sending him off the edge of the building, “Bring it on you filthy fuckers” She shouted loading in another round and going to town at the men in front of her, whilst running about trying to dodger bullets

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Grace, Sophie and Steph despite hurting their feet in the landing had now found themselves alone with their soldiers, untying them rapidly until a gruff hand pulled Sophie’s, “Where’s Y/n? I know she’s in your division. Agent L/n” Sy asked desperately limping, Sophie couldn’t help but stay quiet and instead looking towards the ceiling where they heard a loud cry say “OW FUCK SAKE” A woman’s cry.

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Y/n had near wiped them out, leaving one man behind to step over the bodies of his comrades. Realising she had no more bullets left, the man smiled at the sound of the empty gun, aiming his gun towards her leg before shooting it, immediately sending her to the ground, “OW FUCK SAKE” Clutching onto her leg Y/n growled and groaned, watching the man step closer towards her, a victorious look on his face.

“Looks like you’re down sweetheart, how unfortunate, women are always pathetic” He spat laughing at her, walking back towards the pipe system, leaving her to lay there in agony.

“Not yet” Y/n groaned pulling the key out of the hand grenade she was wearing with her teeth, and throwing it as hard as she could towards him as he bent down to climb

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“I need to go back for Y/n, you fuckers don’t understand-“

“No trust me we didn’t want to leave her either, but her orders were to get you guys into the van and wait ten minutes” Grace said guarding the back of the van which held the 6 grateful men, thankfully all of them only having mild injuries ranging from dislocations to cuts

*BOOM*

Shattering their conversation, everyone watched as a man's body blew up mid air, parts of the building edge being blown up to pieces. Everyone going silent at the thoughts in their heads,

"get the fuck out of my way or i'll make you" Sy growled, Grace immediately sighing and letting him step out, his now bandaged leg giving him the ability to somehow walk strongly. Sy groaned as he pulled himself up the pipe system, his heartbeat pounding in his ears at the fear of what's happened to his beloved girlfriend. His first love as well as that.

Relief filling him as he looked over the edge and saw a very much conscious and in pain

Y/n, who still had that same smirk on her face, “Told you I was here for backup baby” She shouted watching him shake his head and walk over to her,

“Don’t you ever fucking do that again, ya hear me?” Smashing his lips onto hers as if she would disappear if he didn’t hold on tight enough, that’s how he felt.

(A few weeks later)

“Baby can I have a chocolate bar please” Y/n shouted from the living room, her casted leg set up on the couch, with Aika licking at her exposed toes.

“Comin’ right up honey” Sy said walking into the kitchen before settling beside her, her head falling on his chest with his arms wrapped around her shoulder.

“So about our next mission-“

“Shut it sugar, we’re not going anywhere anymore, not after that last scenario. We are done baby”

“What do you mean done? We can’t just quit?” Y/n questioned looking up at him confused, his lips pressing soft kisses to her temple and cheeks

“Of course not, but parental leave is a thing i’m sure we could get” He shrugged smirking down at her, taking a swig of his beer before taking a deep inhale in her neck, smelling her sweet peachy scent that he oh loved so much. A bit too much actually.

“But we aren’t parents Sy- Wait- HOLD ON-“

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[charliedawn]

If this allowed can I ask avengers how they react when reader die?

(Hello there. I’m publishing this because I had the inspiration and because I wanted to give you something good before I truly and utterly disappear for a week. Also, if you want to know ? I did this while listening to the epic soundtrack of How To Train Your Dragon-flying theme. I’m not saying you should listen to it while reading this, buuuuuuuuttt…..😂)

"Hello there, Avengers ! Y/N here ! If you see this, it means I'm probably dead. Don't feel sorry for me though ! I got the chance to meet all of you !"

You smiled brightly at the camera and readjusted it just enough for them to have a good view of where you were filming..the burger place where you had all celebrated your win against Ultron.

"Just wanted to come back here..Seemed like a good place to say goodbye, don't you think ? Anyway, I'll see you all when your time is up. Don't think for a moment that just because I'm not here anymore, you can just slack off ! I'll be watching you from the beyond and will be expecting a full report on your life when our paths shall cross again ! So, keep being the heroes I know you are ! Oh ! And before I forget ! I made you all little one on one videos..Just, for the personal touch, you know ?"

A distant voice called you and you turned your head to shout that you were coming. You then smiled one last time at the camera.

"Welp..That's all folks ! I'll see you after the battle..or not. Just kidding ! I'm sure everything will be fine and we'll all get burgers afterwards ! See ya guys !"

Peter looked at your smile and felt such heaviness in his heart, he couldn't move and felt tears welling up. He quickly wiped them away before fast forwarding to your personal message for him.

"Peter ? Watch over that bunch of old-timers, will you ? I know they ain't much, but they're your family now..They were there when I needed them and I'm sure they'll be there for you too."

Peter had always considered you family. He lost more than just a friend the day he lost you, he lost the only one who understood him and was there for him when he was lost between being Peter and Spiderman. You showed him that there was no reason that his life couldn’t be both and that as long as he was helping people, he would remain a hero in both cases.

"Also, you're a cool dude. Just saying. Keep up the good work. Y/N out ! (Also, kiss aunt May for me, will you ?)"

Peter let out a soft chuckle before smiling and standing up, looking one last time at your face, knowing it might very well be the last time. He wiped new tears that were rolling down his cheeks before nodding.

"Okay, Y/N. I'll..I'll try. For you."

He was going to make you proud..He never thought he would have to continue the fight alone, without you by his side..but, he wouldn’t give up, because he knew you wouldn’t. He shot his spiderweb to one of the nearby building he could reach from his window and jumped, smiling through the pain. You had made sure he would be there to help more people in the future, he wouldn’t let your sacrifice be in vain. He would save as many people as he could and keep helping the Avengers until the day he would finally join you. And then ? He would tell you all about his adventures and be able to finally thank you properly.

"Just you wait, Y/N.."

"Yo, Clint ! Guess what ?! I'm dead ! Yeah..I know. Big surprise. Also, since you can't technically hold it against me now ? I ate all the cookies in the cookie jar at your house. I know I said it was the dog..But, I'm pretty sure you already knew that since you know I would never give chocolate to your very nice dog. And...cheer up, okay ? Try to live a little. Spend time with your family and don’t forget to take a break from time to time, alright ?"

He smiled and nodded, knowing that even in death, you would still worry about him. He didn’t think there would be a time he would have to say goodbye, not like this anyway. He never thought you would be the first to leave. But, he could only respect your last wishes and be glad he got to meet you.

"Okay, Y/N. I’ll do my best. Though, if you can..Could you say hi to Tony and Natasha for me ? The kids miss you and I never got to say thank you..Thank you for saving us."

He promised himself he wouldn’t cry..It took him a while to be able to see your video and even though he felt crushed at your death, it wasn’t the only funeral he had to go to. He lost so many people in so little time that, he thought he had no more tears left to cry. And yet ? Here he was. Crying. He tried to hold the tears, but it felt too painful to keep inside. However, he suddenly felt multiple pairs of arms around him and looked around to find his children and wife embracing him.

"We miss them too, dad."

"You’re not alone."

"We’re here for you."

He smiled gratefully at them before accepting the hug and uttered, barely in a whisper.

"Thank you..Y/N."

You were the reason he still had his family, the reason he still had a chance to see his kids grow up and for you, he would never take them for granted and would spend as much time as he could by their side.

"Hey Bucky ! It's me ! Your dead wife/husband ! Joking ! We're not married..~YET. Just wanted to let you know that you may outlive me..Hey ! Don't hold it against me ! 110 years is hard to beat !"

He laughed and shook his head in disbelief, even after death, you still managed to make him laugh. A fit you always held with pride when you were alive: ‘the power to make the great Bucky Barnes laugh’, you would call it.

"But..Hum..I guess I wish I could have stayed a bit longer ? Just so I could see the face you will make when you discover who I’m giving all my awesome stuff to ! Yeah ! You, you handsome bastard ! We were roommates and now you will have the whole flat to yourself ! Isn’t that good news ?! Please, do try to be careful with my kitchen though..I know how you tend to burn the eggs. So, yeah..I left instructions for you in the will ! Look how thoughtful I’m being ?! Steve would be proud !"

He laughed through his tears and covered his forehead with his hand to hide the fact that he was in pain, knowing he would never hear your voice again, or your awful singing voice in the shower in the morning.

"I..I miss you, doll. We all do.."

He whispered, holding a piece of paper in his hand..the will. He tried not to stain it with his tears as he stared at your signature..You had given him more than he could have ever asked for, welcomed him into your life and your home without a second thought. He wanted to repay you, and yet..He would never have the chance to. He thought the recording was over, but was surprised when he heard your voice again.

"Also, Bucky..As a last request, do take care of yourself, okay ? For me ? Don’t let grief overcome you. Live your life to the fullest and when it’s over ? I’ll be waiting for you, you grumpy cat. So, you better do as I say, alright ?!"

You put on a fake severe expression with your cheeks puffed and waving your finger up and down at him and finally, unable to hold this expression for long, burst out laughing.

"Okay. See ya, Bucky !"

You laughed and he laughed with you, touching the screen with his fingertips wistfully.

"Yeah. See ya..Y/N."

"Hey Scott ! Badass dad of the year ! I know you may find yourself a bit lost without me to help you with Cassie and all of her "girl problems". Oh boy ! You'll be in for a treat when she discovers boys ! I wish I could stick around to see your face when that happens ! *laughter* But, I'm sure you'll manage ! The kid idolizes you and I can't blame her ! You're a pretty cool guy and she's lucky to have you..Now, one fist bump for the road !"

He smiled as you closed your hand into a fist and put it against the screen and let out a breathy laugh through his tears before fist bumping you digitally.

"I wish you could be here too, Y/N."

When the screen got dark…He closed his eyes and started shaking. You were gone..It was over and he couldn’t help but break into tears at the notion. He then heard a door creaking and gasped in surprise before looking in direction of the door where his little girl was standing with cheeks red and swollen because of her own tears.

"They’re really gone…aren’t they, dad ?"

Scott didn’t know what to say..What could he possibly say ? He finally decided to comfort her and opened his arms wide.

"Come here, peanut."

Cassie jumped into his arms and they both started crying together. He couldn’t lie to her and say you were coming back, because you wouldn’t..They were both aware of that and for now, they could only try to find comfort in each other. Cassie would talk to him about your days going shopping, going to the park/the movies and spending time together. And, with time ? Scott would talk to her about the wedding ring in his closet he had never had the chance to show you..

"Hey there, Strange ? Miss me yet ? Ah ! I'm sure you do ! I can see the tears, you big softie !"

Stephen sniffled and wiped his tears away swiftly, almost shyly as he replied with a small petulant scoff.

"No, you can’t."

You gave him a small knowing smile and even though it was only a video—somehow—he could feel the affection in your gaze on him when you smiled at him.

"Hey, doc’..Do something for me, will you ? Don't shut yourself down..I know I'm technically your closest friend, but there are some people that really need you, and you can't let them down, alright ? I made my peace. As you said..There was only one possibility this could all work and I know you didn't plan it to be me.."

You knew you would die, he realised and it only made the bitter feeling in his chest worsen.

"But, you know what ? At least I can now say I did something you didn't expect ! Ah ! Take that, Universe ! Victory !"

You raised your arms in the air and Stephen couldn’t help but smile, even though you were dead, you still took satisfaction in proving him wrong, huh ? He shook his head before finally admitting.

"Okay okay..You win, Y/N.."

As if you could hear him, your smile widened before the screen turned black. His smile faltered as soon as the room was plunged into darkness and he repeated, this time with emotion making his voice tremble and gripping the fabric above his chest tightly.

"You….won."

It would take time for him to be okay with it, to know that he would never be able to change your fate, no matter how much he wished he could..But, luckily for him, time was all he had now, thanks to you. He looked up and smiled. As a man of science, he knew there was only 1% chance for the both of you to ever see each other again..But, as a man who learned to expect the unexpected ? He was convinced that you would.

"Wait for me, okay Y/N ?"

"Where's my big fuzzy teddy bear ?!"

Thor didn’t understand what you were doing as he saw you searching for something underneath your bed, reaching to the very end of it before letting out a tiny scream of victory.

"Ah ! Here he is !"

You got out a big brown teddy bear from underneath your bed and he immediately noticed the little red cape and winged-helmet you had added. You looked so proud as you showed him excitedly through the screen while he smiled warmly at your familiar odd antics.

"What do you think ? I saw that little guy at some store and immediately thought of you ! He's in my room. Waiting for you. You're now his new owner and I'll be expecting nothing but your best care !"

He laughed and nodded, the brown teddy bear already next to him as he claimed loudly.

"Nothing shall harm him as long as I’ll live !"

As if on cue, you laughed and Thor could have sworn for a moment that you had heard his words, but your smile quickly faltered as you stared at the teddy bear in your own arms with a thoughtful expression.

"But, more seriously..I’m sorry I won’t be there to tell you that everything will be alright. Don’t lose your smile, Thor. I’m counting on you to light up people’s day ! And not just because you’re the god of thunder..but, because there’s no one else I would ever trust more to bring hope and joy into people’s lives..alright ?"

He forced himself to smile through his tears and nodded again, raising his fist in the air and replying high enough for you to hear him from the world beyond.

"I promise you, lady/warrior Y/N ! I’ll keep my smile and all of Valhalla shall hear my laugh ! I shall make you proud !"

He returned his gaze to the screen and you stayed silent for a minute or two before finally turning your eyes to the camera, almost staring right at him and he held his breath, wondering if you actually could see him and if this human conception was magic and allowed you to communicate with the dead ?

"Also, I know you'll be facing a lot of dangers and maybe..You'll even feel lonely sometimes ? Don't be ! Because, you now have Thor Jr. to look after !"

You raised the teddy bear once more in your arms and smiled widely, your last smile as he painfully understood and tried to reciprocate, but was met with darkness before he could muster the will to. He stayed silent before wordlessly standing up and taking the teddy bear in his hands. He stared at it for a moment before burying his face in its soft fur and letting out a loud gut-wrenching scream, releasing all the pain and sadness he was feeling deep down. Once over, he raised his head and finally smiled up at the sky, hoping that somewhere, you were smiling back at him..

"Goodbye, my dear friend."

"Soooo....I don't know if you'll ever see this. I'm not even sure if you got any TVs on Asgard ? But, anyway...Hey Loki ! It's Y/N !"

"Hey sweetheart."

He replied with a sad smile and as if you were there, you smiled back and chuckled slightly.

"For some reason, I knew you would say that ? I'm...Well...I guess I'm dead, huh ? Wow..It feels weird when I even say it. Since you're a God, I guess you believe in the Valhalla ? At least, you'll know where I'll be going ! That's..kinda reassuring. Plus, I'll finally be able to meet your dad and tell him all about his amazing son ! I'm not sure if he'll want to hear it ? But, count on me to knock his ears off !"

He let out a small laugh, knowing that you would and wishing he was able to see his father’s reaction when he would have to face you. He covered his mouth with both hands in order not to make any inappropriate noise as the thought alone made him want to laugh and his eyes took you in one last time, for your image to stay in his mind forever..He would find you in the hall of mighty warriors, amongst all the ones he lost and his mother. He knew you would both get along. However, your next words surprised him so much, he forgot how to breathe for a moment and his blue eyes widened slightly.

"Also, do me a favour, will you ? Make things right with your brother. He’s always been there for you and we both know that you both deserve reconciliation."

He lowered his gaze and smiled sadly at the realisation that you were right. It was high time for them to put the past behind..He thought you were finished and was about to leave when your last words made him stop dead in his tracks.

"One last thing ! I'm very glad we got to meet each other—Loki, prince of Asgard...and of my heart. Gosh ! I always wanted to say that ! Wait..Why did I day that ? I can't believe I just said that ! Welp, the secret is out..LOKI ! I LOVE YOU ! Platonically of course...or not. Anyway ! Goodbye, my prince. See you on the other side !"

The smile you gave him at the end was one full of hope and love. He knew you would be rooting for him, even after death. He closed his eyes and tilted his head forward, so your foreheads would be against each other as he whispered for only you to hear.

"Goodbye, love. Let us meet again when the time is right."

He stood up and opened the door to find Thor standing there, his arms crossed over his chest and waiting, his back leaned against the wall. When he saw him, Thor stood up straight and Loki, taken by a sudden undeniable need for comfort, pulled him into a brotherly hug.

"I’m sorry, brother."

Thor, even though shocked at first by this sudden affectionate gesture, returned it without hesitation, grinning widely as he knew his dear brother was finally back.

"I never held it against you, Loki. They were a good person..They will be dearly missed."

Loki nodded wordlessly, afraid he might tear up again, before Thor hit him amicably on the shoulder, almost making him fall forward.

"Come on, brother ! There’s still much for us to do before our own departure to Valhalla ! Let us make amends and prove to Y/N that their faith in us was not misplaced !"

Loki smiled and agreed.

"Yes. Let’s."

He wouldn’t disappoint you. He would become worthy of your trust and make everything right. He promised you as he raised his fist in the air in true Odinson fashion, Thor followed suit and they both walked away, ready to be the heroes you always thought them to be.

"Hey, cap' ! I made a video on VHS just for you ! You better be watching, you hear ?!"

He laughed and tried not to cry as he looked up at your serious expression..He didn’t know what to say, so he stayed silent and, as if you could already hear the silence settling, nervously laughed.

"Well..~Awkward. Anyway, I'm pretty sure you already know that, but I am so glad you found me all those years ago ! I'm forever grateful for you and the rest of the guys ! You made my life so much better than I would have ever expected ! And, so many adventures we shared, huh ?!"

He nodded in agreement and couldn’t help but shed a few tears, pain and regret creeping their way into his heart and making his smile falter.

"Y/N…I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you."

"Do not apologise."

His head snapped up with his eyes widened in shock..Did you just reply to him ? However, the sad smile you gave him afterwards brought him back to reality. It was impossible. No matter how much he wanted you to be alive..You were dead, and there was nothing he could do to change that.

"I know you’ll try to apologise..Please, don’t. This was my decision. I’m not mad at you, Rogers. Matter of fact ? This is a thank you video. You taught me how to be a hero. And, guess what ?! I turned out to be a pretty awesome one ! All thanks to you. I met incredible people and got the chance to be a part of a more than fantastic team ! I mean..I AM PART OF THE AVENGERS ! How cool is that ?!"

He laughed at your sudden outburst and smiled proudly at you. He was glad he could be a witness of your endless enthusiasm one last time.

"You were the perfect captain. I was honoured to be fighting alongside you. And if I was asked if I would change anything ? I would say absolutely nothing ! I have zero regret !"

You then startled him by standing up abruptly and raising your hand in salute.

"Captain Rogers ! It was my honour to be working alongside you !"

He smiled softly before standing up as well and giving back your salute.

"Me too, soldier..", he uttered softly, his eyes lingering on your bright and cheerful smile that he would never see again.

You then seemed to be looking straight at him through the camera lens and beamed even brighter as you declared.

"You’re my hero, Steve !"

The screen then turned black and captain America froze for a moment before finally closing his eyes and smiling to himself, finally lowering his hand.

"You’re my hero too, Y/N..Rest in peace, my friend."

Sam was sitting on his bed, his computer on his legs and his finger hovering over the press play. He was nervous as to what you would say ? He was about to close the computer when a hand settled on his shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Come on. What’s the worst that could happen ?"

Sam sighed and looked up at Bucky who offered him a sympathetic smile. He then took a big breath to give himself courage before finally pressing play. He was immediately greeted with your smiling face.

"Hi Sam ! How is it going ?! I’m so glad you finally decided to watch this. I’m sure it must have took you a while, but I’m glad you decided to say goodbye. Anyway.."

He smiled and tried not to cry as he had almost forgotten your face..He couldn’t believe 3 years had already passed and he hadn’t thought of watching the video before Bucky had mentioned it. You looked left and right before leaning forward closer to the camera to whisper secretively.

"Sam..I’ll let you in on a little secret. Me and Steve got into a little discussion and we both decided.."

You make drumroll sounds by tapping your desk frenetically with your fingers.

"…TO MAKE YOU THE NEW HEAD OF THE TEAM ! Isn’t that exciting ?! Oh boy..I’m sure you’ll be a great leader..I’m..sorry I won’t be able to be there to tell you in person though. Not that it would make such a difference anyway ! You already give me orders all the time..I’m sure you love it."

You rolled your eyes dramatically on the screen and Sam laughed before shaking his head in disbelief. Really ? All the time ? He was going to have to talk to you about your tendency to exaggerate later..He froze. He was then painfully reminded that..there wouldn’t be a next time. You were gone..

"Knowing you, Bucky must be nearby so…Hey, arm of steel !"

"Hi Y/N.", Bucky replied with a smile, used to the nickname by now.

"Do something for me, will you ? Keep an eye on Sam."

Bucky smiled softly and nodded in agreement.

"Will do."

You then laughed before waving goodbye.

"Do try to stay safe, boys ! I’ll be watching !"

The screen turned black and Sam shook as he knew he would never see your sweet smile ever again. Bucky sighed before sitting down next to him.

"They were great."

"The greatest..", Sam confirmed.

They both stayed silent for a moment before Bucky smiled weakly and turned towards Sam.

"...Burgers ?"

Sam couldn’t help but laugh before wiping his tears.

"Sure..I could eat."

Sam patted him on the shoulder before leading him out of the boat. Maybe the burger place you had recorded this was still open ? They would take three. One for each. It would be their way to remember you by..They knew you would appreciate the gesture, no matter where you were.

Tony opened his eyes and frowned as he looked around, lost but somehow, at peace. He felt as if a heavy burden had just been lifted from his shoulders and this was when he noticed someone waiting for him. He blinked several times before recognising you as you stepped closer, the same big bright smile he used to love on your lips.

"Welcome, Tony.."

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and he took some time before hugging you back, a smile of relief overtaking his features as he knew now where he was..He was home.

"I'm the first one here ?! Shocker !"

Tony and you laughed, as if nothing had changed and yet, he knew it wasn’t true. He had missed you so much..He could never forget you and now, you were finally back together. He let out tears of joy and you smiled tenderly at him before wiping his tears away from his face with your hands and pressed your foreheads together.

"So..Anything you would like to tell me ?"

You uttered with a bright smile and Tony couldn't help but smile back, he followed you as you took his hand and led him forward. He didn’t care where you were going..He just knew it would be fantastic.

"Depends ? How much time do we have ?"

You chuckled before turning towards him with a big knowing smile on your face.

"All the time we need.."

You both started walking towards the light and Tony closed his eyes and smiled.

He was home.

[peachyysugaa]

scream

― youtuber!park sunghoon x streamer!gn!reader

it's hard to stream horror video games when your neighbor is always filming dangerous mukbangs and screaming.

genre: e2l, neighbors au, angst to fluff, humor

wc: 3.2k

warnings: horror game mentions, cw food and mentions of cooking live things (inspired by this youtuber), sunghoon's a jerk at first :<, one mention of underage drinking (don't follow mc's example pls fisnfkskf), a few swear words

part of my youtuber enhypen series, the last upload! feel free to read on its own! ♞──────────────────────────♞

"AAAGH!" and there it is. your brows furrow upon hearing your neighbor's cry. does he not understand how thin these walls are?! there's a reason only college students stay here! grimacing, you ignore it and move your mouse to look around the dark house.

"oh shoot, i wonder if he's behind me?" you say to your audience while watching your viewers fill the chat with your custom subscriber emojis. "i'm going to do it, everyone, just―"

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD WHYYY?!"

more like why couldn't you be quiet?! you close your eyes in frustration but attempt to keep a straight face for the people watching you. "sorry if you heard that, i guess someone's having a bad day?" you chuckle nervously as you turn around in the video game to see a black slender figure. "oh! whoa, okay, i'm just going to run over here."

you got out of the creepy house and made it to the back of it to see a piece of paper on the wall. "oh, here! okay, this is going to be my last piece unless―whoa!!" the jumpscare comes up, and you're left taken aback as the game over screen appears. laughing at your shocked self, you're filled with glee upon seeing the audience laugh or scream with you. "that was really fun, everyone. i got some homework to do though, so i'll see you all next time i stream! bye bye!" you wave goodbye to the camera and watch as the viewer number drops gradually. after a few minutes, you shut off your stream, place your headphones on its stand, and push back in your secret labs chair with a sigh. "why did i have to live next to a maniac...?" you grumble.

you got out of the creepy house and made it to the back of it to see a piece of paper on the wall. "oh, here! okay, this is going to be my last piece unless―whoa!!" the jumpscare comes up, and you're left taken aback as the game over screen appears. laughing at your shocked self, you're filled with glee upon seeing the audience laugh or scream with you. "that was really fun, everyone. i got some homework to do though, so i'll see you all next time i stream! bye bye!" you wave goodbye to the camera and watch as the viewer number drops gradually. after a few minutes, you shut off your stream, place your headphones on its stand, and push back in your secret labs chair with a sigh. "why did i have to live next to a maniac...?" you grumble.

as if on cue, another scream is heard from the other side of the wall. "EEE! oh my god, i'm going to do it, i'm going to do it!"

what on earth was this kid doing that he was screaming every weekend? you didn't even scream that much, and you played horror games for a living! your stomach growls as you're thinking this and as a living human being, you listen to it and get up to make ramyeon. however, even as you're making your dinner and even as you're trying to enjoy it with some show playing on the tv, of course, you have to be subjected to your neighbor's loud yells. once you're finished, you notice how oddly quiet it is and decide to give whoever this guy was a piece of your mind.

marching over with your keys in hand, you knock aggressively on apartment no. 505 until it opens. behind the door is a tall male with a face so well-proportioned you're thinking it's possible that some being above sculpted it themselves. his nose is accented with one mole on the side of his nose bridge and another a few centimeters under the opposite eye. "can i help you?" his rich voice asks with a slight sting to it.

you snap yourself out of it by blinking, incredulous that you almost forgot your mission just because he has a handsome face. "yea, you can help me by being quieter," you boldly state with your arms crossed in front of your chest. "you realize you're not the only one living in this complex, right? the walls are so thin, i can hear you screaming every time."

the male raises an eyebrow at you and scoffs to the side as if he can't believe what he's hearing. "can you just deal with it? some of us have to make a living."

"news flash, dude, that's all of us! the only people who would be willing to live in this place are college students! listen, i stream horror games for my work, and i don't even scream as loud as you," you retort and point your index finger from you to him. "so i think you should learn how to keep your volume down."

"and why haven't i heard these complaints from anyone else?" he tries to debate back.

"maybe because they're just quietly tolerating you. as for me, i can't anymore, so take this as your first warning, room 505." you turn around quickly with a huff and speed to your apartment next door.

as you're above to close the door, you hear him shout back at you. "my name's park sunghoon, room 506. remember it, because i'm going to make your life a living hell."

"l/n y/n, park sunghoon. we'll see about that." with that, you both simultaneously shut your doors with a slam that causes the walls to shudder a bit.

oh, he kept his promise alright. from stare-downs in the hallway, to bringing weird live animals in the elevator at the same time you're in there, to snarky remarks at the entrance that almost always lead to fights, park sunghoon has definitely made your life hell. to make matters worse, his screaming got even louder. you're sure that's a violation of some rule, right? wrong, the management for the building doesn't care all too much, as long as he's not doing anything illegal and nobody else has complained. you get what you paid for is the right saying here.

you were not having it. as a streamer and college student, weekends are your days with the freest time, and he took that from you. you found out that he was not just a college student but a youtuber, one that filmed dangerous mukbangs with live animals that he would then cook and eat, and because of that, he had also chosen to film on weekends. that was exactly why you had always encountered his screaming on days you were streaming, and now, tired of how petty he was, you decided to just cram your weekdays with school and streaming.

at first, it was fine, but as your days became packed with more studying on the weekends at the library to avoid sunghoon, you grew tired: tired of the crammed weekdays and for god's sake, tired of living your life running away. taking out a bottle of peach soju that your upperclassman dancer friend had snuck for you, you pop it open and make your way to the balcony that you barely used.

as you take a swig of the alcoholic beverage, you prop yourself onto the railing and gaze at the buildings before you, their lights blinding you from the stars of the night sky. maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's your low energy state, but something compels you to scream. "i'm so tired!!" you yell out to the skyline. letting out a sigh, you plop down into the spare plastic chair and go for another drink.

"drinking your worries away? that's not going to solve anything," a male voice speaks up. your eyes catch sight of sunghoon, who has slid open his own balcony door. he's dressed in a casual beige hoodie and sweats as if he had spent the day just relaxing.

"as if you care," you mumble with your lips pressed against the green glass. "you're literally at the root of all my problems."

he scoffs at your statement. "this again? look, i'm getting tired of you placing all this blame on me when i'm—"

"are you so sure about that?" you calmly and sternly interrupt. the alcohol really has unlocked your usually inhibited thoughts. "why did i move my streaming days onto the weekdays when i normally spend them studying? because your screaming on the weekends always got picked up by my mic. why do i get 4 hours of sleep every day and study all night at the library on weekends?" it's like when sunghoon had taken a stick to prod at you, the floodgates burst open. you weren't stopping until you gave him a piece of your mind. "because i have to cram my streaming schedule and studying schedule to accommodate to your filming one. maybe i am blaming you, but i've tried my best to do my job all while studying and having to deal with an asshole like yourself who's so inconsiderate that he can't even do one thing for his neighbor who's practically dying to adjust their lifestyle because of someone else's."

your neighbor goes silent after that, choosing to just sigh and go back inside his apartment. you relish in the silence that comes after he shuts the door and down the rest of your bottle before heading back inside yourself. strangely after that incident, you heard less and less of sunghoon on the weekend and thus were able to return to your normal schedule. even while passing by him, he kept his mouth shut and would just nod a cordial hello. you guess what you said that night really got through to him.

and he proves that because after about three weekends, you hear a knock on your door. upon opening it, you're surprised to see sunghoon behind it, his hands behind his back as he shifts side to side. "oh, hello sunghoon," you greet him awkwardly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"hey y/n," he returns. the youtuber stops fidgeting for a moment and bows after gathering up some courage. "listen, i just want to say i'm sorry." he looks up at your face, searching for some sign of hatred and he thankfully finds none, so he continues. "i didn't realize how much of an asshole i was until you said that. i was just thinking about myself and not about you or anybody else. i hope i was able to prove it to you these past three weeks, and i promise i won't go back to my old habits."

your silence is not so reassuring, so sunghoon nervously lifts his head to peek at your face to find an astonished expression. you stammer a little bit and hold the doorframe to keep yourself in place. "u-uh... gosh, i don't know what to say, sunghoon," you stutter. then, you notice another neighbor exiting the elevator, looking at the two of you strangely since sunghoon is still lowering his head. "oh! you can stand up straight now! please."

he does as you say, smiling sheepishly, and you notice how much better he looks smiling than the usual smirks he had sent you before. "apology accepted, sunghoon."

"r-really?"

you nod. "i mean, you really have proven yourself lately, so i don't see why i shouldn't."

"great!" his smile grows wider, making you blush and look anywhere but his face. "then i have a surprise for you to start over." you shoot him a confused look that he disregards out of boyish excitement. "close up, come over to my place for a few."

"o-okay, give me a moment, i'll be right over," you say as he rushes back to his apartment. you hurriedly grab your keys and look in the mirror next to your door to smooth out your hair before you're scolding yourself for caring about looks when he literally just saw you. closing the door, you lock up, head over to room 505, and knock.

"it's open," his voice calls from inside, and with that, you push the door open to find the living space of your own apartment, except totally flipped. to your left is a small living room, complete with a two-seater couch, a tv stand, and a tv. whereas to your right, there was a dining room fit for two, the kitchen right behind it before a hallway leads to the single bedroom and bathroom. you're too busy taking in this opposite room that you don't notice the fish tank on the round table full of live fish. "come over here," he says with an enthusiastic grin.

"yah, park sunghoon. what in the world is this?" you say flabbergasted.

"i'm showing you what i do for a living and cooking you a fresh meal," is all he has to say as you grimace and reluctantly move towards him. "this is my second time cooking it, so it should go a lot better."

"and what exactly is... it?"

"mudfish, way less than what i usually have for mukbangs though." you know, you had completely forgotten what the guy did on youtube since his handsome face distracted you for a handful of moments, but now reality had set in for you: he was going to do this live in front of you.

if you're uncomfortable with cooking live fresh food, please skip to the next italicized line!

"i swear to god, park sunghoon, if you do anything stupid, consider this restart invalid. you'll be hearing from my lawyer," you unsuccessfully warn him as you watch him put on some gloves and grab a cup of salt.

"relax, you're with me. i'm practically a pro," he tries reassuring you, but then he sprinkles the salt inside the tank. the fish start splashing around violently, causing you to let out a small yelp as some splashes of water get on you. "yaaah, this is way better than last time!"

"is this what you do every weekend?!" you shout at a low volume and cover your eyes with your hands.

"you can look now, it's fine," sunghoon says, pointing at the fish. you peek through the gaps between your fingers to see that the fish have stopped moving. sunghoon smirks as you take your hands away from your face. "see? i'm a pro."

coating and deep frying starts here!

he starts to coat them one by one in egg and flour and lays them down on a baking pan lined with paper. you watch as he handles each one delicately with concentration. "do you want me to start the oil?" you offer.

"oh! that would be great, thanks! the wok is already on the stove, just turn it on," he explains. you find the wok exactly where he had told you and turn on the gas stove accordingly, as if you've been here hundreds of times before, but in reality, you just have the same appliances. by the time the oil has been heated to the right temperature, sunghoon has already finished coating the fish. the two of you work together to place each one in the oil, listening to them sizzle and pop.

"we make a good team," sunghoon comments once every fish has started frying. you take care of the tongs and move them around when appropriate. "you should come by and guest star in one of my videos."

"if it's anything like today's, no thank you," you politely reject.

"what if... i invite you to eat after i cook?" he shoots his shot again. rolling your eyes playfully, you see that the fish are all thoroughly fried and turn off the fire. with his own tongs, sunghoon puts the fish on the plate as you go off to prepare two bowls of rice. the small dining room table gets cleaned up, so the two of you can start your meal. "okay, your answer?"

"depends on how good this mudfish is," you reply, holding up a fried fish with your chopsticks. he follows suit, and you two cheer your meals together.

"i'll eat well," the both of you say in harmony. finally, you take a bite of the crispy fish and hum in satisfaction, your eyes widening.

"mm! it's really good!" you compliment as he takes joy in your pleased expression.

"i'll take that as a yes to my question then?"

"hoon, i'll come over whenever you want me to," you exaggerate.

"deal," he accepts quickly so that you can't take it back. and that's how your first meal went with park sunghoon. soon enough, one meal turned into two, to five, to ten, until you're basically spending a lot of time with the youtuber. pretty much every weekend, you and sunghoon set it up so that you would cook and eat together in the afternoon so that you would have the rest of the evening to stream.

at some point, you find out that his major is biology, which is similar to your own in biochemistry, so your time with sunghoon extends to studying together and eventually gaming. one of you is always at the other's place and vice versa like you couldn't be without each other for a single moment.

you're eating takoyaki with said boy in your apartment this time, staring at his well-proportioned facial features as you chew slowly and think. he catches your unwavering gaze and chuckles. "is there something on my face, y/n?"

"i'm just thinking," you vaguely reply.

"about the thing on my face?" you shake your head at this. "then what is it? i know i'm really handsome and all, but you literally see me all the time."

"that's exactly my point!" you cry out as if you hit eureka, shocking him in the process. "we're together all the time. we were literally enemies at first, and now it's like we're dating! what is this, some kind of shitty fanfiction?" yes

"well, do you want us to date?" luckily, you had just swallowed the last bit of your takoyaki ball because that could've made you choke. instead, you suddenly start coughing, and he pushes your water towards you.

the coldness of the water does nothing to help your rising temperature as you take big gulps of it. "wh-what kind of question is that?" you ask, patting your mouth dry with a nearby tissue.

"a serious one," he answers nonchalantly. "because i like you." stream dreamcatcher BEcause

"huh? since when?" you're practically in disbelief. no way sunghoon liked you back. you had just discovered your own feelings not too long ago when you had tucked him in after an intense study session and he whispered your name. ever since then, you got butterflies in your stomach around him, and not because he made it a mukbang. (but you wouldn't put it past him?)

the male rubs the back of his neck. "it's been a while. i just know that i like you."

"st-stop saying that!" you wave your hands in front of your face frantically to hide the redness you know that has spread all over.

"oh? or what, room 506?" he gets up from his seat across from you to prop his elbows on the table, getting a closer look at your cute, embarrassed appearance as he rests his head on his hands. "make me," he prods some more.

reminiscent of the first time you cooked together, you peeked through your fingers to witness his adorable grin waiting for you. as if wanting you to seal the deal, he closes his eyes and smiles with just his lips. you shyly reach out to grab his cheeks, taking a moment to brush the fringe out of his eyes so you can adore the moles that dotted his face, and slowly bring your own lips towards his to press them together in a kiss.

it's short but sweet, and soon you're pulling away and finding your fingers more interesting. sunghoon's eyes flutter open and fondly gazed at you. "be mine?" he speaks up.

"if you stop making my heart scream, then yeah," you mumble, stealing a glance at his smug smile. he laughs, stands up, and walks over to your side of the table. turning your chair around as if you weighed nothing, he places his hands on the table behind you, engaging you in between his long limbs.

"sweetheart, that's the whole point," he says, leaning down to chase your lips and kiss you until your heart can't take it anymore. you're both screaming on the inside as your hearts keep pounding in your chests, but at least this time it's from your pure feelings towards each other.

a/n: omg this is the last of captured on camera EEE thank you all so so much for being here with me on this journey of my first one-shot series <3 this really shows my growth as a writer, and i'm so glad i could share it with y'all! i hope you all look forward to my next one-shot series~

taglist: @cha-raena @imjustme-things @misoiishi @rikitaiyaki @fiantomartell

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i miss you | ksy

“ i’ve put all his foods like cookies, powdered milk in the kitchen cabinet—two from left. make sure he has his fruits before eating, okay?” you gently remind your husband!soonyoung as three of you walked towards the entrance of your apartment, with your 2 years old son in his arm.

“do you really have to go?” soonyoung sounds sad with pouts visible on his face, his hands clasped tightly with yours, never break from you even though he’s holding your son. He looks at you softly as you put on your shoes and properly face him.

one month before, soonyoung asked your opinion regarding joining The Return of Superman.  It took you awhile to agree after considering his schedule as Soonyoung convince you it gonna be fun and also he gets to fill in all the time he miss out with your son.  He wants you to trust in him and leave the child with him because it’s gonna be good because it his son after all. 

48 hours isn’t too long, i’m sure i didn’t get chance to miss you, soonyoung said cheekily yesterday as you packed your things but here he is, clinging to your arms.

“of course, when do i have the chance for 48 hours break from parenting” you  said, fixing your son tiger onesie’s ears that soonyoung insists putting on him for the first day of shooting the show.  His eyes never left your face, feeling a little disappointed you couldn’t participate together in the show.

“i think i’m miss you a lot” he blurted out, making you quickly turns your head to him, letting out a soft giggles, followed by soonyoung.

“babe, i didn’t even get to leave yet” you jokingly punch him on the chest. 

“i know”

“i’ll be back in a flash, okay? now let me kiss our little cub here” you said, moving closer to soonyoung and cupped your son’s cheeks in your palm and pressed multiple kisses all over his face

“how about me?” soonyoung whines as you finish planting kisses on your son.  you look at him with there’s camera here expression plastered on your face.  you afraid if you’re showing too much affection with your husband who is an idol would annoyed the viewers especially the fans. 

as if he could read your mind, soonyoung pressed a kiss on both your cheeks and forehead as a goodbye.

“don’t forget to put him to nap after this.  he woke up early to send me off” you remind him, just right before going out from the door.

“alright.  just take care of yourself and come back safely, baby” soonyoung assures you.

when you leave the house, soonyoung went to the living room with your son, sitting in his play ground that occupied with his toys.

“okay, what should we do, young man?” soonyoung asked where his son just replied with blabbering answers coming out from his mouth, making soonyoung squeals with joys upon hearing his response.

later that night.

“baby, i miss you” soonyoung said as soon as you pick up his video call.  you just burst out laughing when heard soonyoung’s words. 

“i miss you too.  he asleep already?” you asked over the phone, worried something if something happened but you believe in soonyoung.

“yeah, he’s asleep.”

a moment of silence filled the room as both of you shamelessly stares at each other throughout the video call even though soonyoung knows the camera is still recording, making the moments shown to the whole nation.

you looked over at soonyoung’s expression, exhaustion written all over his face but his smiles never worn out from his face. 

“is it hard?”

“a little bit.  he got too much energy especially right before going bed. but everything is good”

“well that’s one of the traits he got from you, too much energy but you did well today.  i expect i’ll get calls from you today but i didn’t.  so i’ll guess you’re having fun.” your words makes soonyoung lets out a hearty laugh but soften his voice in case his son got up from the noise.

the video call going for about an hour and just before you end it,

“baby, i really miss you.  come home faster.” soonyoung said, making both of you lets out a hearty giggles.

and now soonyoung makes you miss him and your son even more, secretly hoping the 48 hours end soon.