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retroellie · 4 years ago

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The Last of Us Headcannons

Summary: Headcannons about TLOU2 characters

A/N: I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a bit, I’ve ben stressed so I thought I’d write for my comfort characters lmao

Warnings: Slight NSFW mentions, TLOU2 spoilers

Word count: 2.4K

Ellie

-This girl is the best girlfriend i swear

-She will always tell you she loves you when she leaves or even if she goes into the other room

-She’s lost a lot of people so she’s always telling you how much she loves you just in case

-Helping her when she has nightmares, especially after joel's death

-”Please don’t leave me.”

-“Ellie, I’m not going anywhere.”

-She’s definitely a lover of old music

-80s and early 90s was definitely her favorite eras music and movies wise

-Gifting her records you found in abandoned buildings

-She draws you a lot, especially when you aren’t paying attention

-One time she couldn’t sleep so she drew you, she thought you looked peaceful asleep. That drawing is probably her favorite she’s ever done.

-You basically live with her in the garage she lives in

-Winters are always cold in the garage so y’all are basically attached to each other

-You both are cuddled up watching movies with tons of blankets on

-This girl is horny all the time, like if yall are alone she’s on top of you

-Dancing together at the dances

-This girl is so clingy omfg

-Ellie worries about the looks and comment yall get when showing affection in public so she tends to tone down her clinginess

-Joel loves you, point blank period

-When ellie tells you what joel did for her, you didn’t know if you should be happy or sad

-They were gonna take ellie away from you, you probably would've done the same

-”My life would have mattered.”

-”Your life matters to me.”

-You tried to make her feel better about it though, telling her that there would still be bad people and infected in the world

-Neck kisses from the back, my heart is melting holy shit

-She asks maria to put you on routes with her cause mama you are not going without her

-Puns, just puns all the time and you love it

-Definitely calls you babe and baby, you always make fun of her for it but she knows you loves it

-Yall make fun of each other but it’s all in good fun she will never take it too far

Joel

-You’re this mans baby idc

-No one hurts you or they will get tracked down and their knee caps will be gone

-Joel knows full well you can take care of yourself but he just gets so mad

-This man is so soft for you

-He tries to spoil you the best way he can, going out of his way to get you presents from abandon stores

-Teaches you how to play guitar

-He will have you sit in his lap and play the chords

-”Is it sounding better?”

-He just nods and kisses along your back

-He will sing you to sleep if you ask him

-This man has shown you some good ass music, yall sometimes just lay in bed and listen to old records

-He loves the way you look in his shirts, this man melts or bends you over the kitchen table

-He doesn’t cry often but this man is hurt

-The first time you saw him cry was when he broke down to you about ellie and the fireflies and what he did

-It hurt him a lot to admit it but he was so relieved that he could let go and someone be on his side for once

-Tells you all about sarah and how she would like you

-”She would’ve loved you.”

-”Yeah, casue i’m the coolest.”

-”You're a nerd.” He chuckled out

-He would happily tell you about life before the infection, what it was like to not have to look over your shoulder all the time

-He would never tell you about his time in boston

-He didn’t want to scare you, so you never asked but you had a good idea of what happened because of tommy

-Slow dancing in the kitchen while dinner is on the stove

-Forehead kisses in the morning when he has to leave for rounds and your dead to the world

-Calls you Babygirl and princess, IDK HE JUST SEEMS LIKE THE TYPE OKAY

-His voice in the morning>>>>>>

-Will watch you dance from a far while at dances

-Takes you out on little dates, he doesn’t even care about the stares yall (The age gap)

-He is prepared for anything to happen so he loves you like it’s his last day

-Talks about having kids with you but is okay if you don’t want them, i mean he’s not sure if he wants another one but hell, He said he wasn’t going to date anymore but here we are

-If you want kids he doesn't care hold old he is, he will try and try and try to give you a child

-”Damn it i got my period.”

-”Well then I reckon we gotta try again, huh baby girl.” He says with a smirk

-This man has a daddy kink and that’s all i gotta say about that umm anyways

-He is madly in love with you and he shows it, he has lost too many people and he has the mindset of “Good things don’t last forever”

Tommy

-I love this man with all my heart, he’s my baby

-He’s very caring and will hold you anytime you need to be held

-He just wants to help people and make the world a little easier for them so he overworks himself to the max trying to keep everything in jackson in order

-”Tommy, it’s 3 am and you got rounds in the morning. Come to bed.”

-”Yeah i'll be in there in a minute, i just gotta figure out the food supply situation.”

-Having to drag his ass to bed

-He loves cuddling, he loves feeling close to you

- Your the fighter of the relationship, tommy doesn’t like to fight if he doesn’t have too so he lets you deal with the violent stuff

-Although tommy loves his brother, he has a hard time forgiving him for the violence he exposed him too

-He feels very undeserving of you and everything good in his life., you have to constantly reassure him that he is a good person and is doing a great job

-He does have nightmares of being in Boston but you were always there for him, he was so thankful for you.

-He loves your cooking, like it can be the most simple thing ever and he’d be like

-”This is the best Cereal i have ever had, who taught you to cook like this?”

-He has mommy issues, like his mother wasn’t really around so he has a lot of issues with that ig

-He is the best kisser i said what i said

-He’s very passionate and possessive, it’s cute

-He gives you his jackets all the time, he thinks you look so cute in them

- This man is literally the softest i can’t

-He doesn’t cut his hair just because one time you told him you liked it long

-”Jeez honey, your hair is getting pretty long.”

-”Shoot, do I need to cut it again.”

-”No...I like it long, it flatters your face.”

-”I will literally never touch my hair again ever again now that you said that, Okay”

-You have expanded this mans music taste

-He only ever listened to country cause i mean he’s a simple man but then you came along

-You got him a walkman just so he can listen to the music you recommend him

-He tells ellie all about you and asks her for help because he doesn’t want to mess up anything

-He’s not good in relationships and he believes he’s not a very attractive man so he doesn’t really try but he sees himself marrying you

-Spoiler he asks you to marry him because he can’t see himself without you, he doesn’t want to imagine how the world would be so dark without you in it

-He’s not into cute nicknames so he’ll just call you honey

-After joel's death, he was broken and you didn’t think you can even put him back together, but your willing to try

Dina

-I think you would be dina’s first girlfriend but she would love you with all her heart

-She kissed you at the dance and everything kinda clicked from there

-She would sneak over to you house in the middle of the night

-”Jesus, i could've killed you.”

-”But you didn’t silly, come on i’m cold lemme in.”

-”You're gonna be the death of me dina.”

-Your rounds with her were never boring, it was always an adventure with her

-Making out behind building because she couldn’t wait till yall got home

-This girl will tease you until your bright read in the face

-She will definitely love kissing you, like she will just randomly kiss you

-She will try to smash you literally anywhere, when she’s wanting to do the nasty it doesn’t matter where you are she will pull you into a random room or bathroom

-She never bores you in bed too, she’s always up to do new things especially since your her first girlfriend

-When she found out she was pregnant she wanted to give this child the best life so yall decided to move out into a farmhouse

- Having a kid didn’t really change how she loves you

-She’s still crazy and wild but now she just has a kid on her hip

-You guys were co parents so you both would hunt and take care of JJ

-You guys would do almost anything to make that kid laugh even if that was dancing like lunatics for an hour straight

-You guys almost never get alone time so just laying in bed without the kid felt nice

-Yall are cottagecore lesbians idc, yall are the best parents and i said what i said

-From behind hugs and kisses, she will grab your hips and kiss your neck until you have no choice but to rip her clothes off

-Vintage records and slow dancing with JJ

-I feel like being in a relationship with dina feels like a vintage song about love

-There's lots of dancing in this relationship because dina loves dancing

-She’s always afraid that you will feel left out in the family though since your not JJs real parent but you always tell her you don’t mind and you love JJ just like how Jesse would

-She finds it so hot when your all protective parent when it comes to JJ, as soon as he falls asleep mama yall wont get any sleep

-Yall are the best parents, dina will fight anyone who hurts JJ and you make him feel loved

-When he gets older you guys try to tell him about Jesse without making you seem like the outsider of the family if that makes sense

-Taking care of the animals and plants as a family and reading books about how to while laying in bed

-Dina makes the best food and she tries to teach you but it just doesn’t add up to what she does

-Okay we don’t know much about her sister but by the picture we saw she looks hella cool and i think you would be like best friends with her

Jesse

- yall sleep on this man i swear, so this one is to all my jesse stans are there

-He’s kinky, that’s all

-He knows he’s hot and he’s super cocky about it

-He’s not much of a cuddler ngl but he will fall asleep and wake up spooning you

-Your really close to his mom, like she loves you so much

-He’s very reckless and your kinda the opposite so you kinda tone him down abit so you think that’s why his mom likes you so much

-Jesse isn’t much of a dancer and he doesn’t really listen to music but he does like to play video games

-You always pick him up video games randomly and gets so excited

-You force him to dance with you at dances and he’s so awkward about it

-”I hate this.”

-”Awe you love it.”

-Always trying to grope you while dancing, like will have his hands on your ass and theres kids behind you like sir stoppp but like keep going

-”Hey! watch those hands.”

-”I have no idea what your talking about”

-You and dina are pretty good friends like even after their weird relationship, she’s happy for the both of you

-Okay so let's pretend jesse didn’t die and he is alive and well

-When he finds out dina is pregnant he freaks out, he’s still pretty young so he’s terrified he won’t be good enough

-When the baby comes though he’s so excited, when he’s in the infirmary with dina your happy for him but you can’t help but feel an outsider

-Dina is so sweet and tries to make you feel better

-”You're gonna be the coolest step parent ever. I’m glad my son gets such a badass step mom damn.”

-Dina does move out of jackson still though so yall only get JJ every other week, that was the agreement

-He cooks in the morning for you and JJ while yall are laying in bed

-I’m sorry but he’s literally the coolest dad, his entire life changes because of that kid

-When JJ leaves to go over to his moms house Jesse won’t let you get out of bed, this mf hasn’t got any in a week

-He gets a bunch of cook books so he can better his ability to cook for little JJ

-You guys decorate JJs room together and it’s the cutest thing ever

-He takes you to romantic places in the abandon city when yall are on rounds together

-Jesse has a lot of friends but he would much rather hang out with you

-Yall call each other stupid and dumb a lot but it’s never used as an insult its just for fun

-”Damn it, why do i always get the nasty ones.”

-”Because your stupid, dummy.”

-”That’s right, i forgot.”

-Your guys bed is never made, you guys don’t even bother at this point. Like either the kid messes it up or you guys mess it up so what's the point

-He picks you up when he hugs you, literally pick you up from the waist and lift you up

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snickiebear · 4 years ago

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/)///(\ sakulee, modern roommates

AHAHAHAH IT SAYS THREE SENTENCES. THIS IS NOT THREE SENTENCES.

i had such a good time writing this. this was so fucking CUTE like i had to stop and just smile so big because omfg i love these stupid dorks ugh. and LISTEN. lee would 100% have a nice ass, you’re tellin me someone as fit as him wouldnt?? hellllloooo not on my watch

She stood in front of the door and steeled her spine. Double and tripling checking she had the address right, Sakura tightened her grip on her duffle bag and knocked.

Her phone buzzed with texts from Deidara, Kisame, and Itachi asking if she had arrived safely, if her new roommate was a total creep, if she was sure she needed to move. They had been fretting like mother hens for the past two months when she told them she’d have to move further into the city for school and work.

Hell, even Kazuko and Hidan were a little more grumpy when she told them the news, which was both hilarious and endearing. And well, she loved those stupid men but she really did need to move. She was just really lucky that Tenten knew someone who needed a roommate.

The door swung open and Sakura quickly looked up from her long winded text that would hopefully reassure the boys that she was fine and promptly dropped her phone on her foot. Because. Holy fucking shit.

When Tenten had told Sakura about her friend she had that look in her eye that Sakura should have known meant trouble. Plus, Tenten was always surrounded by annoyingly beautiful people and Rock Lee was not an exception. Hell, he was the defining line.

Sakura cursed filthily before slapping a hand over her mouth and stared at her new roommate while he smiled back at her, face flushed, “Ah, um, Haruno Sakura?”

She nodded mutely, stooping down to grab her phone before straightening, her face burning. She held out her hand, “Yeah, sorry. I’m Sakura. And you’re Rock Lee?”

Lee smiled again and Sakura’s heart pounded even harder. She should be used to unnaturally attractive men, hell she lived with some of them for the past five years, but damn. “I’ll show you around if you want. Tenten said you were starting your residency at the hospital?”

“Yeah,” Sakura tucked her hair behind an ear and followed him into the apartment’s kitchen, trying her best to not stare at his ass. “It’s why I had to move actually, also thank you again for letting me stay here. The rest of my stuff should be coming tomorrow.”

Lee looked at her, brows knit before waving her gratitude off, “No need for thanks! Any friend of Tenten’s is a friend of mine.” He beamed at her and Sakura could have sworn she forgot to breathe for a moment.

She was so, so screwed.

“You work out?” She asked three weeks later, her hair was a mess, she was wearing Kisame’s shirt (that went well past her fucking knees. Stupid giant men.) and coffee mug in hand (Sasori made it for her, it was pretty fucking ugly). It was three in the afternoon and usually Sakura was at the hospital or sleeping the day away so she had never been treated to the sight of Lee sweaty and shirtless, post-work out.

He nodded excitedly, “Yes! There is a gym two blocks from here. Do you enjoy working out also?”

She nodded, lips twitching up in a smile, “Yeah actually, my old roommates and I used to do marathons together and go to the gym.” She pursed her lips, “How much does a membership cost?”

“Worry not,” Lee waved her off, smiling once more as he ran a hand through his hair (Sakura did not, did not stare). “I can add you to mine.”

“Oh.” Sakura blinked dumbly, eyes widening. “Oh. Uh. No, it's okay! I can-”

He clapped a hand to her shoulder and his hands were large and warm and calloused, “Allow me to, Sakura. After all, you do wash all the dishes and clean the bathroom.” Mirth danced in his dark eyes and Sakura felt herself flush, words tangling in her throat and twisting her tongue. She opted to just nod and scream into a pillow later.

That night when Itachi called for their usual nighttime facetime (because they were still mothering her) he took one look at her and sighed heavily, “Are you using protection?”

She heard the sound of feet pounding over the phone and Hidan screaming what?! while Kisame snatched the phone from Itachi to lecture her about safe sex as if she wasn’t 25 and a fucking doctor.

Sakura had never hung the phone up that quickly before.

“I think I’m in love with Lee.” She muttered, running her hands through her hair.

The boys finally found the time to come visit her in the city, so Itachi and Kisame sat at the counter while Sasori and Deidara explored the apartment.

Itachi snorted into his tea cup while Kisame leveled her an unimpressed look. From her bedroom, Hidan yelled, “We fuckin’ knew that, bitch! ‘Bout fuckin’ time you figured it out, god damn!”

Sakura winced slightly, scratching at the back of her neck and putting her coffee mug on the counter. “Yeah yeah shut the fuck up Hidan!” She tugged at her hair again and twisted up her lips. “But what the fuck am I supposed to do? Or say? Do I tell him? Do I ignore it? This isn’t some normal situation, you know!”

(She didn’t notice the way Kisame and Itachi glanced over her shoulder or the soft jangle of keys.)

Sakura paced back and forth in the kitchen, arms flying up and flailing. “Like do I tell him, ‘Lee, we’ve been living together for over a year now and I am 100% in love with you. You make me breakfast and have me on your gym membership and the way you smell is so nice and your aftershave is kind of gross but I adore it because it's yours’?”

“Or!” She half yells, throwing her hands up again, “Should I tell him the way he smiles and his laugh makes me feel so alive and that I moved my shifts around so I could always be home when he got home and make dinner together? Or should I tell him how nice his ass is? How his positivity is so contagious and that he makes me want to be a better person? That literally just sitting in the same room gives me butterflies and calms me down all at the same time?”

The apartment was quiet and Sakura froze when someone behind her drops their keys. Kisame’s eyes were glued over her shoulder, Itachi looked at her half in amusement half in pity.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Sakura turned around, eyes wide and face red to see Lee standing under the door frame, keys laying on the ground. He had a bouquet of flowers tucked under his arm and he audibly swallowed.

Tucked in the flowers was a large card with her name sprawled in beautiful cursive.

Lee stared right back at her, his face just as red as hers before he thrusts the flowers into her shaking hands.

And well, Lee was a loud person, he was a great communicator, and his feelings were never not known. But Sakura was in love with him, she knew him, and she could see him in those quiet moments. She knew what they meant.

Sakura clasped the flowers to her chest and looked up at him, eyes watering and smiled widely. Without breaking eye contact, she addressed her best friends, “Get out.”

She will never live down the endless teasing of that day. Though, she was very glad she kicked them out sooner rather than later.

The piano played softly in the back as they danced, his hands settled on her hips, her arms around his neck. She smiled up at him, all joy and love. He balled openly, all overflowing emotion and unending happiness.

Sakura cupped his face, thumbs bruising away his tears before she leaned up to kiss him. Hidan wolf whistled and Tenten whooped in the back as they broke apart. Lee smiled, tucked her under his chin and Sakura closed her eyes, reveling in the bliss of it all.

“Your ass looks so good in those pants,” She muttered.

Lee threw his head back and laughed.

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#silly things from silly friends #leesaku #have i edited this???#fucking NO #but ive been wanting to write them since ele started rting shit on twitter #i love them sm #also: this is utter CRACK #that one ninja anime #a shared pen

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spiltscribbles · 4 years ago

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Any chance you could give us some Arabic speaking Remus headcanons? Loved your latest fic ❤️ 📚

OMFG gorgeous sugarplum! I legit only just was reminded of this while scrolling through my inbox right now! But my heart is finna burst!!! Thank you SO SO much and yes I would love to give some Headcanons about this! Especially since the next long story I’m working on includes this dynamic, and I’m so excited about it!! However, common disclaimer that while I am Arab and culturally Muslim even if I don’t practice like the rest of my family lol, I am Palestinian and not Syrian. So with every identity there are different experiences and customs no matter how closely intertwined. So I apologize for any inconsistency that a Syrian may read and disagree with, and please feel free to correct me<3 <3

The FIC this HC is from

So first off some background on his mum in the story

I chose the name Vivian based off a friend of a friend who’s uncle married a woman by that name back in Palestine, so it’s definitely extremely uncommon, but a fully Arab lady was named it, so like it’s my defense bahaha. But it also means lively, and coupled with Hussein as her maiden name which means beautiful, it just fit her personality to a t!!

She was born into a pretty secular family in Syria in the late 1920s, so there was a lot going on in that time period. But her dad was pretty influential, working in the government and such. Vivian was also the youngest of four girls and three boys so she was pretty spoiled tbh

She attended a boarding school in France through out her adolescence and decided to go to university there too, so she’s fluent in both Arabic and French, with pretty great English as well. Though she wasn’t exactly white passing, even though like a bunch of Syrians/Palestinians/Lebanese folk she was somewhat fair, she had distinctly Arabian features, like the large almond shaped eyes and thick lashes and thicker brows, and a long, largeish nose, accented by full lips. So she experienced a good amount of jeers and discrimination, especially when folks found out her surname. So I think she’s able to relate to Remus in that sense of being a wolf at least, and later on when he comes out as gay.

It was 1950 when she and a few of her girlfriends went to Wales for holiday after completing university. The second Lyall first spotted her in the woods while she was trying to make it back to the cabin near the Irish Sea with her mates, it was something like love, because duh. She was a fucking knock out!! A babe and a baddy! Literally so far out of his league its ridiculous! But on Vivian’s side, she was mostly just amused and a bit enamored by this cocksure Welshman who had the most endearing of crooked smiles that their son would inherit a decade later. So obviously she didn’t make it easy on him, but eventually she let him take her out on the last night of her trip, and was pleased to find out that they had the same sort of humor and the same passion for their careers and even the same love for the outdoors too.

They had a long distance relationship for two years while she went to grad school so she could teach about classics while Lyall himself was rising the ranks in the Ministry for regulation and control of magical creatures— Unbeknownst to her, the Floo network was very helpful with the distance. Just thank God Lyall himself is a Muggle born because he really had to fake the hell out of it lol.

So just to speed things up they got married on a lovely June evening in 1955, subsequent to Vivian excepting a professorial job in Cardiff after Lyall told her about the Wizarding world. At first Vivian thought e was tripping on some subpar edibles until he proved it by transfiguring her snuff box into a lovely broach that she kept for the rest of her life, So after Vivian was convinced, she became absolutely enthralled by all of the magic so completely.

They were trying for a few years when she finally became pregnant with Remus in 1959, and they were both so over the moon (pun unintended).

So like I said above, Vivian’s family are pretty secular, so I see her mostly practicing the cultural aspects of Islam. For example, every Friday— which is the equivalent to Sundays being the holy day for Christians— she lights up the instance that she always keeps herself stocked up on after her annual trip to Syria, instead of the typical candles she ordinarily prefers. And Remus swears that for the rest of his life whenever he smells it, he’s back to being a baby, puttering around the house and watching her dusting the shelves while humming quietly an Arabic song that’ played out the gramophone by a man who’s music would soon become regarded as the song of the people. Or Remus would recall being snuggled into her lap while she read him a novel on the windowsill. Or he’d simply remember listening to his parents laughter fluttering in the air while he fell asleep by the fire, subconsciously making the flower buds closest to him bloom with his untapped magic.

Remus’s first clear memory— thanks to the endless pictures— is when he was around four years old, before the attack, and they were staying in Vivian’s home town in Damascus. While the men congregated out doors for cigars and cards and the women in the living room chatting while snacking on watermelon seeds, his older cousins— who were all girls— dragged him off to one of the bedrooms and doted on him because he was the baby of that side of the family. And he remembers walking out in a set of one of their heels and a headscarf wrapped around his head which made his Mama and Tata and Aumties laugh out loud and croon over him, and all his uncles and Sido call him Aumty Remus.

The attack by Greyback happened soon after they returned to Wales, and I’m not gonna touch on it becs I’ not finna depress myself. But it was a January morning after his first transformation and he remembers that when he woke up, he saw the cookies stuffed with dates resting on his bedside with a glass of milk that Lyall had put a cooling charm on. And they’re indulgent treats that Vivian makes for both Eids every year even though they don’t celebrate them in any other way lol. But the cookies always reminds him of family and of feeling safe in his mother’s arms, and they still work to make him feel better even after the worst thing he has ever experienced in his short life.

Remus’s love of poetry came from both sides of his parents, but it was listening to his mother recite the story of Majnun Layla in it’s original Arabic that really made him glow for the art form, and brought him to discovering his favorites like Auden and Neruda.

There’s a ornate, wooden prayer box that has been past down on the Hussein side of the family for five generations, it was originally meant to hold a Qran but for the past three it’s simply just been a beautiful piece of decoration. So when Vivian gave it to Remus when he was headed off to Hogwarts, little Remus asked McGonagall to help him with locking charms so it could become a safe place for him to keep his most cherished of nicknacks ant momentos, so obviously, she silently added a charm to keep the wood nearly unbreakable and the extension charm atop of that, like Hermione with her bag, so that he could keep as many happy memories as possible inside of it, and she prayed that there would be so many that it threatened to burst.

The last time Remus opened the box was in 1996, when he was putting away the ring Sirius gifted him as a match to his own in some feeble promise of forever only weeks before James and Lily’s own engagement.

Once during first year, he and the lads were staying up late, trading stories about how they got their most ridiculous scars— after seeing the one that scraped across Remus’s left shoulder blade— But it got to a point where they were all feeling a bit nippish, so they went down to the kitchens for some of the chocolate pudding that was served during dinner that night. And Remus idly asked the house elves if they could make him a batch of Kinafa because he was getting home sick and missed when he and his Mama would dash over to the city whenever they were feeling antsy, and she’d take him to their favorite hooka bar after buying a round of the dessert— which is basically sweetbread stuffed with cheese— from down the block. And they’d stay sitting beneath the starlight, and talking about her job and his lessons from school while she’d let him try a discrete puff or two and they’d laugh about everything and nothing at all.

The next time they stopped by the kitchens one of the younger house elves presented him with the snack gleefully, and it tasted fine, just not like how they do back home. So Remus smiled warmly at Tipsy, the house elf, and thanked her with real sincerity.

But his face must’ve betrayed him because after easter break, Sirius plops down a fresh batch of them on Remus’s bed before leaping into his own, casually mentioning that he saw how grossed out Remus looked when trying the one the house elves made, and it was from a restaurant close to Grimmauld so it’s not that big of a deal, and then he rushed to cursing at James for stealing his favorite pen and swearing that if he broke it he’s gonna have hell to pay. Remus had only blushed and chuckled with a small smile on his face when he cut himself a small piece and finished the half sheet off with the rest of their house later that night during an impromptu party that the Marauders would become infamous for in later years.

It was the summer after second year when all the marauders visited Remus back home in Wales and when they heard Vivian call him Qamar practically every other sentence, which of course lead to endless ribbing and eventually to his nickname of Moony— even though it’s so fucking obvious and Remus loves and hates it in equal parts. God his friends are so fucking stress inducing!

Remus teaches the other marauders funny Arabic curse words and they use them in class so that they can talk shit about particularly disgusting Slytherins without them being any of the wiser. (Yes I did do this with my friends, and I’d do it again! POW! POW! POW!)

It’s from Vivian that Remus has an affinity for coffee as strong as shit, but also prefers his tea weak— specifically two sugars and a dash of milk. But seriously, if you’ve ever tried Arabian coffee you’d understand, that shit is so fucking strong it’s literally a hate crime LMFAO. But yeah, this habit is definitely a point of contention between him and Sirius— who’s actually so fucking posh no matter how much he wants to be punk, and he stands by only drinking black tea— like Merlin intended— and saying bugger off to any and all coffees. “Leave that shite to the French and Americans.” And Remus would try to keep himself from making eyes at him from across the table, because God Sirius is hot when he’s all fiery and impassioned, even when it’s about the dumbest, most inconsequential shit.

Something that’s sort of funny is that Remus was the first among them to become a fucking pot head and could drink them all under the table even though Sirius himself has got two stone and three inches on him. But Remus still refuses to eat ham, purely because he never grew up eating it and doesn’t care too now. Sirius had to specifically ask Euphemia and Monty to make turkey for Christmas dinner their sixth year just because he knew that Remus’s head would probably implode with the decision between being rude and not eating it or forcing himself to gag down the unfamiliar meat.

When Remus is really, really fucking drunk he definitely spends the night only speaking in Arabic! (Don’t look at me I’m trash just because I stole this from my own life lmfao) But yeah, it’s really fucking hilarious and Sirius swears to God he’s so fucking in love with him while listening to Remus ranting in the unfamiliar language. And he’s like positive that half the time he’s actually just cursing Sirius out but he doesn’t even care because it’s SO! DAMN! CUTE! And sometimes Sirius decides to speak French at a drunk off his arse Moony, who occasionally replies back in a stiff staccato before returning back to the easy Arabic. And it’s just a mess.

Ok so sadness warning

In my head, Vivian loses her fight against breast cancer the July after the Marauders graduate from Hogwarts, and afterwords Remus gets a tattoo of her name in Arabic on his chest, and the word for soul on the nape of his neck. He locks away that battered copy of Magnun Layla in the wooden box she gave him years ago, along with a woolen scarf that smelt like her perfume.

It’s Sirius who buys a set of prayer beads to hang off her photo above the mantel in the flat he and Remus share, and when Remus sees it he literally feels like he might crack open with tears, but opts to kiss Sirius thank you instead, and they stay tangled on the sofa for the rest of the day in quiet contemplation.

One night, in late 1979, while the war was only getting worse and worse— Sirius was hit by a cutting curse to the ribs. And it was really fucking bad, but thankfully James got him to his house in time for Lily to help and heal. He slept for the most part for nearly an entire day, but remembers snippets. Like when Remus had sprinted into the room with fear painted all over his soft features, and when James put a cooling cloth to his head. But most distinctly, Sirius recalls Remus gingerly lying besides him and Sirius talking gibberish at his boyfriend while Remus plunged his entire face against his back, eyes wet with tears and body shuttering as he squeezed him softly, saying something quietly in Arabic. Sirius obviously didn’t understand like 99.9% of it, but he did catch the word “Habibi,” which he instantly remembers as an old pet name Vivian use to call Remus with so much love it made her entire countenance sparkle. It’s an endearment that means beloved, or darling, and it feels like Remus is begging Sirius to stay with him and Sirius’s throat is still raw from the screaming, so he can only reply by dragging Remus’s hand up to his mouth and kissing his knuckles tenderly. And he knows that whatever he does for the rest of his days, he loves Remus Lupin with every cell in his body.

Oof this got mad depressing…. Chow anyways, I can add a picture of the container you’re suppose to use for the instance if anyone wants that?

Thank you again dear Nonny!!!

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soulwillower · 5 years ago

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living with bill, richie, and stan

i’m not saying i got inspired while watching new girl but that’s exactly what i’m saying in fact this is almost all directly from new girl

first off, this apartment is a serious fucking nightmare

obviously bc college/early 20′s stan, y/n, bill, and richie.... you guys are crazy

it’s terrifying

you had to beg stan to live with you guys bc you were afraid you were going to die if left with just richie and bill

he agreed bc you guys gave him the biggest room

OK so

richie sings in the shower.

loudly

stan hates it, especially bc you guys have one of those bathrooms that has a stall and urinals with a curtained off shower

so stan will be organizing his body care stuff

naturally,,

and richie will be screeching rich girl by hall and oats or some shit

stan’ll get so annoyed he’ll start chucking things into the shower

you prob have to break up an argument between them like once a week, and its idiotic bc stan will be flustered and throwing stuff at richie, who’s all sudsy and can’t see at all w/o his glasses

lmao

bill thinks its so hilarious

so stan’s an early riser

you wake up to breakfast waiting for you almost every morning

richie drinks so much coffee but stan drinks even more than him, bill will only have it if you make it because he likes the way you do the ‘frothy milk’

you’d have family dinners all the time and bring the other losers over to eat with you

eddie, mike, bev, and ben basically live with you guys

bc you have a loft

it’s a pretty big apartment

stan and bill start a garden on the roof of the building!!!!

i feel like bill gets intense about cooking

you’d think he’d be bad at it

but that boy goes crazy in the kitchen, and tbh it scares the rest of you

speaking of bill

bill does innocent and sweet things all the time

like he picks up rubber bands on the sidewalk for you

not the kind for hair, but like literal rubber bands

omfg ahahaha

“f-for your ponytail”

it’s so sweet but you can’t use those obvs.

so you’d just throw them out when he’s not looking

oh my god my boy

you most certainly all have a douchebag jar

most of the money is from richie, some from bill

richie complains that half of his rent should be taken off every month bc of how much of his income goes into that jar

but you guys always take the money from the jar every few months and have a ‘fancy’ dinner

IMAGINE THE DRINKING GAMES agh

true american?? yeah

beer pong because bill and you are the perfect team

ride the bus? hell yeah dude!

so many parties, holy shit the four of you throw fuckin bangers

but on your more tame days

bill is a writer so he’s home a lot

richie works as a bartender and you guys get free drinks

stan goes into the office and you have to teach him how to tie a tie on his first day

omg for the holidays, you guys have friendsgiving

bill, eddie and mike spend all day in the kitchen

most of u don’t want to go home for the holidays, so you all stay at the apartment and celebrate all your holidays together, bev ben eddie and mike staying in the living room or in your rooms with you

stan makes you guys matzo ball soup and holy shit that’s why it’s your favorite time of the year

ugh !!!!! :D

you have some intense board game competitions

you, ben and stan have wine nights

you try to do it when bill and richie are gone because they always fuck around

teasing each other about your weird hookups

dude richie will seize any opportunity to pretend he’s your guys’ disgraced lover

like, if stan or bill or you have a person over that you’re trying to get to leave

richie will be all dramatic and hell, maybe he’ll throw in tears and yelling and it’s impressive

it works every time

oh my god richie fredo-kissing all of you (like from the godfather yk?)

like stan tells him about his new job or whatever and richie jumps across the table, kissing stan aggressively

and stan screams, he’s so annoyed

“YOU GOTTA STOP FREDO KISSING ME TRASHMOUTH”

you guys have stupid artwork, posters, and photos of the losers when you guys were younger all over the place

richie’s pretty big on pranks, naturally

but stan... oh man

stan either goes way too small or way too big.

he almost killed bill once when he put peanuts in his salad

knowing that bill’s allergic

but another time he put a capped pen onto one of your pants

... that’s it, that was the prank

he lost his mind laughing and u guys were like... what

u have very little privacy but you love it that way

ok hear me out!!!

u guys all actually bird watch together

on your balcony

stan secretly loves it when you guys pile out there early in the morning, with sleepy smiles and coffee in your hands, smothered in blankets

bill sketches the birds you see

richie narrates stupid voices for them

but he does it quietly so only you hear it

and you think it’s so funny

stan loves it so so much

movie nights where you all fall asleep on your couch piled together

just having a really fun and wild and wholesome living situation

#the losers club #losers club x reader #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier #bill denbrough x reader #bill denbrough #stanley uris x reader #stanley uris #my writing #headcanons #richie tozier headcanons #bill denbrough headcanons #stanley uris headcanons

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vanityloves · 4 years ago

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anyways im gonna listen to/read the fuckin...rise of the ogre shit bc ive been putting it off 🪓🥴 im gonna put stuff under the cut bc im gonna be TALKING n dont wanna make a new post everytime

piss

ok he performed for 2 pounds 50. which is basically $3 today i- well it was absolutely a power play on his father behalf that also had the promise of money so.

also lol he said Rejection fueled my ambitions which, yknow,, i already knew but it still hurts and i will continue to talk ab it xoxo

AH HELP. "...if ebay had been invented at the time he would've sold me online there and then,"

"man hands on misery to man, yknow"

THEN PROCEEDS TO CONNECT IT TO MUSIC/HIS CAREER. this man said :) the one thing i truly have a passion for. the one thing i fucking like.

oh yeah. bullied by students AND teachers.

oh god hes 42ish during this interview? ok.

the fuckin school bully saying he wouldve acted differently if he knew what hed become

getting called "faceache", then proceeds to call 2d that. jfc he really does just repeat what everyone says. really "treating others how i was treated/how they treat me"

maybe thats why? hes kinder to fans? bc :] you support me and like me so, ok ill return that energy

MURDOC GETTING HIS ASS BEAT N PARADING HOME LIKE WELL I WON BC 'I PISSED YOU OFF' SJDJD

a real rowdy boy. absolute nasty boy. fraud and arson... shooting ppls windows with his air pistols

black sabbath being a huge inspiration? fucking absolutely.

became a satanist n shit at age 16? "it fitted me like a glove" "heavy metal and devil worshipping became my favorite past times" ajsj funny that ppl in trying times often seek religion or following of some sort

heavy metal being his favorite, n loving the clash, while hannibals was more punk based

hannibal breaking murdocs nose for the 2nd and 3rd time for playing his music on hannibals turntable

he doesnt sound that bitter? ab hannibal? he doesnt sound incredibly fond but he talks ab how he got him into a lot of music. so, i imagine they we're a bit closer than i thought?

international baccalaureate in antisocial? anthropology?

MURDOC IS ACTUALLY SMART HE WAS JUST. NOT INTERESTED IN THE SUBJECTS? I GUESS? (also,,, he literally Built cyborg noodle and i think he had a PhD too lol. but its always nice to hear hes actually...yknow, interested or good at other things)

alright but murdoc having a fascination w/ other cultures - or at least some interests, that lead him to actually study the damn subject and "pass with flying colors"

'fuck college though. im gonna be a rockstar'

he sold his soul at 18ish? whenever the fuck he got kicked out but college was mentioned so my brain goes to 18ish idk

he lived with his father still and paid rent via low paying jobs one including 'part time dressing as santa'

help he was ab to take a Personal Job for quick cash and uhh well, "still made me call him sir though" he really said 20 dollars is 20 dollars, huh "that story was totally true"

alright, 1997,,,

2d stuff

loves zombie stuff? thats really cute, and is freaked out by the way they move. god he rambles

both he and murdoc are horses in the chinese zodiac

[[jfc ok if the official shit compares them a lot i understand why ppl ship them but Dont. its a narrative foil and that doesnt always mean Romance jfc.]]

SUMTHINK.

truly... a lil stinker. super cute bouncing baby and a "bit thick" which is stull so endearing to me. hes just a happy man!

excitable 10 year old and would dance around his room

jfc the fact he has normal/caring parents. i kinda forget how opposite hes supposed to be from murdoc but i think thats another thing jsjsysg (murdoc said why isnt my tragic story making me famous why does he get to be the Star. no wonder he acts like a loon)

i still dont get how gettin bonked by a tree branch made him go bald and also turn his hair blue

big tiddy nurse mommy,,,

went to the same school as The Cure and got decent grades despite hittin the noggin quite hard. WANTED TO BE A STORM CHASER... OMG??

oh thats really cute, hed bond with his dad by building keyboards toegther 🥺💕

messed around with paints and graffiti? artistic king

MURDOC AGAIN: QHDJ 'VILLANOUS' GANG HELP

oh yeah d day...new instruments, new band, new singer - and 'had to be the best or no dice' and absolutely CONFIDENT that his songs were bangers ajsjd

but on that same note, had absolute faith (or desperate) in 2d which i love

ransacked the fucking music shop jdjdj and 2d said he was Just Standing There behind the counter the whole shift hdhdh

"thats when your eye came out, yeah" "yeah!-" HELP WHY DOES HE SOUND SO HAPPY AB IT ?? yes he said ut hurt but he sounds...ok

jfc murdoc ragdolling this poor mf around. dunking him and slapping him around. actually? so incredibly terrible and abusive and i hate him for that 🔫 im sorry 2d stans. we dont condone that behavior here ong.

how and why the FUCK did 2d's parents allow that fucker near their child after that i??? help. wtf. his moms a nurse why didnt she just have murdoc sit in plain view of other people. god damn.

2d flying out the window n hitting the curb "whoops"

"just two black holes...[ah] it looked great...a blue hair, blacked eyed GOD- the girls would go wild-" "pretty boy looks" ???? HELP. HE DOESNT GO LIGHT ON THE COMPLIMENTS, HUH

RUSS TIME

oh yeah, he straight up kiddnapped this man help. idk how he managed that, russ is a Big Man??

AND MURDOCS MUSIC WAS SO FUCKING SEXY GOOD that russel said hm alright ill stay, :] out ifbhis owm free will im screaming.

"oh this is one of them febreeze commercials" "uh . yeah sure. *murdoc turning on his Sick Tunes*" but that either means? it was just his guitar playing the convinced russ? unless he and 2d recorded sumn?

"2d was the looks, murdoc the brains, then russel truly was the heart"

'while 2d and murdoc liked music, this man was a MUSICIAN' god fucking bless this book holy shit ny man russ getting some respect. he said back hurts from carrying this band.

murdoc basically heard this guy had big trauma that gave him So Many Skills n said "thats what i want" ok idk thats actually really? inch rest ting to me. seems that murdocs fine handing out compliments but i guess that where his charisma really helps out yeah?

"he was going to be in my band whether he liked it or not" ...murdoc-

HELP. 2D IS LIKE BRO GO ON IM LISTENING 🥺 despite hearing the story 50-60 times and murdoc said fuck off you lil shit.

ok irrelevant but i love his voice! its super comforting n nice to listen to 🥺

HELP MURDOCS SO BITTER. "NOTHING THAT HAPPENS TO US IS NORMAL" WELL YEAH. THIS IS TRAUMA CENTRAL.

idk how/why he sucked up all his friends souls though ... how are they all possessing the same person. they said "its my turn on The Russ"

DELL IS HIS ACTUAL, LITERAL SOULMATE...KING...😭

went to a private school,,, and was already possessed? and the thing where he gets bigger and smaller is a reoccurring thing?

was in a coma for 4 years?

hiphop machine...time and history...the ultimate set i guess.

his knowledge was infinite and hes a "Renaissance man" hes so fucking smart our king. jack of all trades but a master of drums. he said i know im good and what of it

PAULA.

HELP. HE RMBRS THE STALL: CUBICAL NUMBER 3 🥴 IF I DO RECALL 🤤

yes russel our king. fuck up his nose 5 more times. probably stunted his growth too. he shrunk after russ gave him a wallop im sure

why dies paula sound like tracer overwatch

also only dated 2d for 2 months before joining the band?

HELP SHE REALLY WAS THE FIRST MURDOC FUCKER: "but when i saw murdoc with his thick greasy hair, green teeth and yellow skin i thought 'oh this is the ine for me!'" "OH HES SUCH A DANDY-" HELP ME IM HQJDHD

sick in the head...like i want to hurt people help girl. shes fucking Crazy. but she rly said damn i didnt hear back from him again 😭 and my purse is gone JSHHD

MURDOC: SHE WAS DEPRESSINGLY UGLY *still fucked her*

NOODLE TIME

"small japanese person!"

2d: we werent gorillaz until noodle arrived!

im dying the reason he chose gorillaz. 'swinging through the jungle baring my ass'

noodle really said "im just happy to be here" and she balanced everyone out 😭 "she gave off pure love and the fact that she could laugh at murdoc REALLY helped too" RUSS... IS BABY

JFC MURDOCS SO FUCKING CONFIDENT IN THIS BAND IM LIVING FOR THAT. HE SAID YOU WANT US SO BAD IT MAKES YOU LOOK STUPID. THE CHARISMA

2d rambling ab some girl he met and "ssSs" "whats the s stand for hawhaw" "i dont know!".

THE RECORD LABEL GUY.

one song is all it took i ❤ good for them

just murdoc talking ab the party that they threw for thier deal and saying "you dont know how much of a dick i felt like [when carrying one of those huge checks]" like oh thats whatll make you a dick? alright.

A FOOD FIGHT THAT WENT SO HARD THAT IT KNOCKED 2DS TONSILS OUT? WHAT THE FUCK

ahshdj damon and murdoc not getting along bc of Rival Band One Uppery + damon calling murdocs cuban heels crap since ge wore steel ones with gold spurs.

MURDOC FEELIN EMBARRASSED BC HES 'QUITE PROUD OF HIS SHOES'

but the band and damon getting over music and their ambitions and became a "paternal figure"

HELP MURDOC SAID AWIOGA @ RACHEL WHICH MADE HER THROW HER DRINK IN HIS FACE AND SPLIT FROM 2D. kinda sad actually, she said i still like 2d but murdoc kinda ruined it by trying to get it in with me, it put a strain in our relationship :/ oh god murdocs That Dude

nov 31 1998: started recording :]

40 tracks that got cut down to 15 holy shit

KONG STUDIOS 🤲

hooking up cameras in every room ejdjsu

webby artist of the year in 2006? holy shit

noodle learning ab kong studios omfg

JFC. YES I KNEW KONG WAS BUILT ON/IN A CEMETERY BUT I DIDNT KNOW PPL FOR THE FUCKING PLAGUE WHERE THROWN THERE HDJD

built in 1739?

the ghost of the first owners ghost still roams around in the kitchen in the early hours and moans 'aaa glass of water'

theres some rotting bullshit near the studios and in the summer its fucking TERRIBLE

the former owners were a biker gang, and they all died in a fire

murdoc said this place has bad vibes. i want it.

grim weather

the building feels impossible to escape from huHgg

#rip lol i feel annoying but my blog my rights ig #brainworm ivy #gorillaz rambles

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wreathedinscales · 4 years ago

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Wei Ying has not moved in fifteen seconds. He is staring at his phone with the whites of his eyes. Just staring.

Jiang Cheng is reasonably alarmed.

Finally, he has to smack him and demand, "What the hell are you doing?"

Wei Ying replies without looking up, "Jiang Cheng. Am I dead?"

"Unfortunately not."

"Am I astral projecting? Are we on another plane of existence?"

"What? No."

Jiang Cheng recoils as Wei Ying's phone is shoved in his face with a high pitched, "Then what the hell is this?!"

He scoffs and snatches the phone. "So you're texting Lan Zhan, so what?"

Then he sees exactly what.

>>Wei Ying omg Lan Zhan i got my paper back from ur uncle and!!!!!! A!!!!!! take THAT

>>Lan Zhan Stonks.jpg

Jiang Cheng...blinks.

Blinks again.

Wei Ying snatches the phone back and lets his thumbs fly. Probably something along the lines of are you okay???

Less than a minute later, Wei Ying is screeching. Jiang Cheng takes the phone.

>>Wei Ying Did you just?????? send me?????? meme???

>>Lan Zhan I want to congratulate you. You worked hard.

>>Wei Ying ARE YOU OK THO?

>>Lan Zhan theelevatedone.jpg

"Oh no," Jiang Cheng groans, "you broke another one."

"I didn't do anything!" Wei Ying shouts.

"And it's a Lan too. Qiren's gonna kill you."

"No! He did this on his own! I swear!"

Jiang Cheng sips his tea and very carefully does not question his existence.

>>Wei Ying Lan Zhaaaan I know it's really late but I got a question

It's 2 am, but it's also Lan Zhan. Wei Ying has every confidence he'll get an answer. Lan Zhan's just wonderful that way. And all ways.

>>Lan Zhan theancientone.jpg

Wei Ying chokes on his own spit. He nearly falls off the bed from it. Jiang Cheng bangs on the wall and tells him to shut up.

"You shut up," Wei Ying croaks.

>>Lan Zhan Wei Ying?

>>Wei Ying Lan Zhan This isn't my question but are you good???

>>Lan Zhan I am well. Are you? What do you need?

Is he possessed? Is that what's happening? Is there some kind of meme creature that takes Lan Zhan over to kill Wei Ying? Fuck, it might as well happen, right?

>>Wei Ying I forgot :( your meme punched my brain

>>Lan Zhan I am here if you remember. Good night.

>>Wei Ying Good night xx

Are the kisses too much? It's something Wei Ying's done before, but Lan Zhan's suddenly sending memes, so maybe the kisses did something. Maybe Wei Ying has virtually kissed Lan Zhan into oblivion.

That'd be oddly sweet.

With a sigh, Wei Ying spreads across his bed and tries not to think about Lan Zhan and memes.

Considering that's pretty much all he thinks about, he's not very successful.

Two days after the late night text, Lan Zhan is reading on Wei Ying's couch while Wei Ying stuffs his face with chips and The Bachelor.

"Reality TV is just something special," Wei Ying says, "Don't you think, Lan Zhan?"

Lan Zhan turns the page. "Reality is often disappointing."

Wei Ying almost dies. Again. Lan Zhan is murdering him.

"Wei Ying!" Lan Zhan cries.

"I-I'm good!" Wei Ying squeaks, "I'm great, I'm fantastic!"

...he actually kind of is, because Lan Zhan's hand is on his back now, rubbing up and down. He's very warm, and he smells very nice. Would it be weird if Wei Ying confesses his love before he asphyxiates?

Who the hell is he kidding. Lan Zhan's not even interested.

"Are you sure?" Lan Zhan asks.

"Yep! Yeah, totally. Just, uh. Wondering where you learned that."

Lan Zhan tilts his head. "Learned what?"

"...you're joking. You made a funny. Haha."

Lan Zhan's hand presses harder. "Wei Ying, are you sure you're alright?"

Wei Ying pats his cheek. "So sweet." He can't manage anything else.

Lan Zhan makes him tea. It's like Thanos never happened. But Wei Ying knows. He knows.

Experiment time.

If Lan Zhan is going to keep making meme jokes, Wei Ying wants to see just how many he knows, and why. That's the biggest question, why.

In the quad, Wei Ying finishes the water Lan Zhan had gently shoved at him. He crushes it and shouts, "This bitch empty!"

In complete deadpan, Lan Zhan says, "Yeet." Without even glancing up from his laptop. Like he says yeet every day.

Wei Ying misses the recycle bin. He also misses the logic in the universe.

"Lan Zhan...you are Lan Zhan, right?"

Lan Zhan gives him a Look.

Wei Ying laughs nervously. "Kidding, kidding."

>>Wei Ying LAN ZHAN SAID YEET HE SAID IT WIHT HIS OMUTH TO MY FACE

>>Jiang Cheng Bullshit

>>Wei Ying IS IT THO??????? IS IT??????????

>>Jiang Cheng What have you DONE

>>Wei Ying WHY IS IT ALWAYS MY FAULT???

>>Jiang Cheng I have a list if you wanna see

About, oh, two seconds from exploding, Wei Ying adds his actual friend to the chat.

>>Nie Huaisang Huh Wonder why he's taken a sudden interest?

>>Wei Ying ????!?!?!?!!!!! possession maybe????

>>Nie Huaisang wy my child as a dramatic bitch myself i am asking you to chill

>>Wei Ying Lan! Zhan! Said! Yeet!

>>Nie Huaisang And you've said you wanna yeet your dick in him so??? What's the difference?

>>Jiang Cheng OMFG SHUT UP

Wei Ying has realized that he cannot conduct this experiment alone. He needs someone whose brain isn't playing Wii music on the daily. And since Jie's hours away, there's only one angel he can call on.

He unceremoniously invites himself over to Lan Zhan's place after classes, as usual. The old man's got work on campus, so he's not around, which just leaves the angel.

Lan Xichen, in all his glory, says, "Good afternoon, Wei Ying. I made cookies for Mingjue, but there's some left over."

Okay. That angel comment? Might actually be a thing. Seriously. Lan Zhan and his brother are unreal.

It's also the perfect opportunity: "Ah, Xichen-ge, you're a life saver! I only have 69 cents."

Lan Zhan, on his way to the living room, says, "You know what that means."

Wei Ying snaps his eyes to Xichen. He's gratified to see how wide Xichen's eyes have become.

Then Xichen says, with all the sympathy in the world, "Oh, Wei Ying, I'm so sorry. You don't have enough money for chicken nuggets."

...

Wei Ying is just. Gonna sit. For a sec. On the floor. It's a Lan-clean floor. It's cool.

"Wei Ying?" Lan Zhan calls.

Xichen packs up Nie Mingjue's cookies in tupperware and gives a cheerful goodbye.

+1.

Silence follows Xichen. Wei Ying doesn't get up, so Lan Zhan sits next to him on the kitchen floor.

"He just." Wei Ying looks at his friend's worried face. "He just did. The thing. Your angel brother did the thing."

Lan Zhan looks vaguely uncomfortable. "When I began my research, he wanted to participate."

Research.

"Lan Zhan. Did you. Did you research memes?"

More discomfort.

"Why? Seriously, why? Memes aren't...really your thing. I mean, it's cool that you're branching out, I'm just a bit confused."

"A bit," Lan Zhan replies dryly.

Wei Ying pouts. "Hey! I'm allowed to freak out! And," poking Lan Zhan's shoulder, "you haven't answered the question."

Lan Zhan looks away. He doesn't answer for a while, but Wei Ying's learned to wait. Sometimes Lan Zhan just needs a second.

Quietly, Lan Zhan says, "You like them."

"...huh?"

Lan Zhan's ears are pink. "You reference them often with your friends. You find them funny."

Wei Ying's mouth opens. Closes.

"Lan Zhan. Did you...learn memes for me?"

No answer.

Wei Ying throws himself around Lan Zhan, crying, "Lan Zhan, you're so cute! And people say you wouldn't be a good friend! You're the best!"

"...friend."

Wei Ying blinks. "Um, yeah? You're my best friend."

Lan Zhan licks his lips, which is not fair. "What if..."

Wei Ying pulls back slowly. "What if what?"

Lan Zhan takes a deep breath. "Wei Ying." He turns to him fully. "You. You are very gorgeous to me."

"...oh."

"...OH!" Wei Ying grabs Lan Zhan's face. "Holy shit Lan Zhan!"

"Mn?" Lan Zhan murmurs, because he can't do much else with Wei Ying squishing his cheeks together.

Wei Ying is beaming. "Lan Zhan, you are the most gorgeous to me too. You toast my buns. You whip my nae-nae."

Lan Zhan blinks, still cartoonishly squished.

Wei Ying kisses him anyway.

Lan Zhan stares at his bedroom wall for a moment. But he is firm in his resolve. He is ready.

He steels himself and starts typing.

>>Lan Zhan Wei Ying enjoys your memes. Where can I research them?

>>Nie Huaisang Oh my child I am here for you

#wangxian #ecriture #wtf is this i don't know

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bensboynton · 6 years ago

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be there b.h

anon asked: hey may I please have an imagine where you are away on a work trip for like a couple of months and Ben has to look after his teenage daughter and she gets her period and he freaks out before taking care of her and figuring life out? maybe he can ring Gwilym because you’re not picking up your phone? sorry if that’s weird

I got so inspired reading this prompt omfg… i think this turned out pretty good lemme know what you think! I also decided to write this in a different tense than i normally do.

y/n isn’t really involved in this, but she’s mentioned a bit :)

wc: 1.8k

warnings: swearing, unedited, mentions of periods and everything that goes along with it, fluffy ben w daughter

“Remember, soccer practice 5-6:30 on Tuesday and Thursday, and she’s having Madison over for a sleepover on Friday, so you need to get them pizza and ice cream if they ask. Check on them once every few hours but not too much-”

“Honey, I got it under control. I promise.” Ben chuckled at his wife’s excessive worrying. It really can’t be that hard taking care of a teenage girl alone for a week, can it? “You’ll be late for your flight.” Ben continued. She let her eyes graze over the expanse of her home before leaning in and kissing her husband on the lips.

“I’ll see you in a week. Good luck.” She said, wheeling her suitcase behind her. Ben laughed, but deep down was slightly nervous. He hasn’t been the sole caretaker of Allison for longer than five days, and that was when she was four.

She was a lot nicer when she was four.

Now she’s 13, and she spends a lot of time in her room and always asks to go to her friend's house. Not that Ben would complain, though. He was convinced he was the favorite parent (even though Allison never told him that).

Tonight, you were planning on taking her to the mom and pop diner, Delilah's Diner, that was around the block from their house, which happened to be Ally’s favorite place to eat.

“Al, we’re going to head over to Delilah’s in ten minutes is that good?” Ben bellowed through the house, hoping she could hear him. There wasn’t a response.

“Allison? Did you hear? We’re leaving in ten.” Ben tried again, but all that followed his words was silence. She must have her damn headphones in. Ben was starting to go up the stairs when Allison bounded down them, her blonde locks flying behind her.

“Do you think we could just go now?” She said breathlessly when she reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Yeah, I guess so. Are you hungry?” Ally nodded feverishly before hooking her arm with her dad’s and walking them out to the car. Ben’s heart melted at her gesture.

Ben and Ally had an oddly amazing conversation at dinner. They had sat and talked for two hours about anything and everything that came to mind. They had milkshakes and ate way more food then they should have.

After they were finished, the pair walked home, laughing and reminiscing on when Ally was little, or when Ben and Y/N first started dating. She was especially intrigued when Ben told her how her mom had dumped Ben for a solid two weeks before they got back together.

Ally went into her room when they got home and changed into comfier clothes, and met Ben back in the living room. The two of them sat on the couch and watched an entire season of Riverdale. Ben hadn’t seen the first season and was incredibly out of the loop and asked Ally about a thousand questions.

“Wait, so are they dating?” He had asked as he took a sip from his glass of water.

“No! Dad, we’ve been over this. They broke up three episodes ago.” Ally had spoke between giggles.

“Ah, that’s right, my bad.” Ben had responded back.

Ben felt his eyes start to droop and a yawn squeeze it’s way through his lip before he looked at the clock and realized the time. “Holy shit, it’s 3 am!” Ben exclaimed, practically jumping up and scaring the shit out of Ally.

“Oh god… so much for me passing my math test tomororw.” Ally muttered, beginning to scurry off to her room. Ben bit his lip in thought.

“If you want… I could keep you home from school? Take you to your ‘doctor’s appointment?” Ben asked, raising his eyebrows playfully at his daughter in the dark.

“I don’t have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow,” she responded, not seeming to understand where Ben was going with this.

“Yes, darling I know that. But I could keep you home from school and tell a little white lie? If you want.”

“You just asked if I want to stay home from school for no reason? Is that even a question? Yes. Please,” Ally responded, letting out a slight laugh as she ran up to her dad, “thank you, Dad. I love you,” she murmured into his chest.

“I won’t tell Mom if you promise you won’t,” Ben stated, pulling away from Ally slightly.

“Wouldn’t dream of snitching on you.”

“Glad to hear that.”

Ally bounded away from Ben back to her room, and the father’s cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling so hard. Maybe he is the favorite parent.

“Ally, you almost ready?” Ben yelled impatiently as he waited for her in the kitchen. His leg was bouncing slightly from anxiety. He was worried Y/N would somehow find out about their shenanigans. There was no answer from his teenage daughter.

“Al?” Ben yelled again. And just like last time, no response. He yelled her name a few more times and there wasn’t an answer. Ben assumed yet again that Ally had her headphones in. He trudged up the stairs, walking into her room to find her bed made and completely empty. He was confused.

“Ally?” Ben said again, before walking out of her room and noticing the light on in the bathroom. He knocked on the door lightly, “you almost ready to go?” he asked. He heard a few sniffles and a soft “yeah.”

His heart dropped at the sound of her voice. She sounded like she had been crying. “Are you okay, love?” Ben spoke through the door, his voice soft and tender. There was a pause before he heard some shuffling from in the bathroom. She opened the door, revealing her slumped shoulders and puffy eyes.

Ben didn’t miss a beat before wrapping her in a tight hug, hoping to comfort her. He searched her eyes for a moment, waiting for her to say something.

“Dad… I-I think I…” she started to say before looking down at her feet in her embarrassment. Ben gently lifted her chin up to look at him again, silently urging her to keep talking.

“I think I just got my period.”

Oh fuck.

This week had been so simple and enjoyable for Ben. He was about to take his daughter out for breakfast and relax all day, probably have some more ice cream. And now he had to figure out how to deal with this.

“Oh. Well… okay. Give me a second, love. Just sit down for a second.”

Ally nodded and sat down on the closed toilet, staring ahead at the wall. Ben walked quickly into the living room, dialing Y/N’s phone number into his phone as fast as he could.

He put it to his ear, expecting to hear his wife’s sing-songy voice in a few moments. But it went to voicemail. Ben repeated the process multiple times, but there was no response. He mumbled a few curses under his breath before closing his eyes to think about what to do.

Gwilym.

He had two daughters, and one of them was well into their teens. He would know. Ben dialed his number, crossing his fingers slightly to increase the chances of Gwil picking up. And he did.

Relief coursed through the body of the blonde at the sound of the lanky man’s voice. He explained what was going on to Gwil, which caused Gwil to let out a chuckle.

“I was the same way when that happened with Kelsie. Her mom was at the store, and I kinda had to figure it out. Leave the ‘talk’ to Y/N; just get her whatever she wants. And make sure she’s not in pain. Let her talk, but let her hide in her room if she wants. Just be there for her.”

Ben was eternally grateful for Gwil’s advice, and made a mental note to send him a thank-you text later on as he walked back to the bathroom.

“Ally? I think your mom has some stuff you could use in her bathroom.” Ben’s voice was quiet and calm, and he led Ally to the bathroom he shared with her mom.

He opened up the cabinet under their sink and grabbed a few pads and tampons, quickly explaining what they were to his daughter.

“This is a pad, which goes in your underwear and just catches all the blood. And this,” Ben paused, holding it in front of him, “is a tampo, and it-”

“Yeah, I know what a tampon is, dad.”

“O-Oh okay.”

The two of them sat in silence for a while, on the floor in Ben’s bathroom. “I’m scared, dad,” Ally whispered softly into the silence of the bathroom. Ben whipped his head up to look at her, tears welling up in her eyes. He immediately pulled her into a tight hug, comfortingly rubbing her back.

“Love, it’s really not a big deal! I promise-” Ben began to speak before Ally interrupted.

“It’s not this. I knew it was going to happen I just… it just hit me that I’m not a little kid anymore. And I'm eventually going to college and I’ll live alone and get married and have kids and I’m scared.”

Ben felt his heart shatter in his chest at the sound of his daughter so heartbroken. He pulled away slightly and grabbed her shoulders, looking her directly in the eyes.

“Al, baby. That stuff is in the future. You’ve got a long time to prepare for that. And you’re going to be ready, I know it. Just take things one day at a time. Get through 8th grade before you start worrying about getting married, okay?” he paused and flashed a comforting smile at Ally.

“And your mom and I are going to be there with you, every step of the way. We got your back. We will always be there for you. When you graduate from high school, we’ll be there. When you get married, we’ll be there, god forbid you have kids, we’ll be there! Always. I promise. You’re going to be okay. If I can get through adult life and somehow manage to find someone as amazing as your mom to marry, you’ll do just fine.”

Ally was crying again, trying to wipe the tears out of her eyes before they slid down her cheeks. She gave a half smile at Ben during his little speech.

“I’ll go pick up some breakfast and we’ll finish watching Riverdale, yeah?” Ben spoke, waiting for Ally to approve or deny his little plan. She nodded, and Ben helped her out to the couch. He kissed her lightly on the head before walking out, texting Y/N and filling her in on the situation.

And, even though he hated Riverdale, Ben would watch it over and over again to make his little girl smile. He was scared shitless for Ally’s future and his own, but deep down he knew that as long as he had his two favorite girls in the world by his side, everything would turn out okay.

#ben hardy #ben hardy headcanon #ben hardy fic #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy x you #ben hardy fanfic #ban hardy fanfiction #ben hardy blurb #ben hardy drabble #ben hardy oneshot #queen #queen band #borhap #borhap cast #borhap boys #bohemian rhapsody #bohemian rhapsody cast #bohemian rhapsody movie

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five-wow · 6 years ago

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9.15 reaction under the cut!!!

is it just me or is every vaguely spanish speaking villain nicknamed “el diablo”? but hey, so far the only thing we’ve seen him do is tip well, so i’m inclined to not hate him too much, to be honest.

we’re barely a couple of minutes in and rachel is flirting. that is... flirting. at least danny looks slightly confused about it, omg (and hey, same) (but you know what the sad part is? i actually really love this premise of rachel and charlie taking shelter at danny’s during a storm and it could be so nice to see danny have a good relationship with his ex, but i don’t, as in do not, want them to turn that relationship into something romantic again, which clearly the show is angling for at the moment)

i’m glad they mentioned grace, though! no disappearing kids this time around! yay!

it’s kind of funny to me that the show keeps using “hpd doesn’t have enough man power so let’s send tani and junior out there to help them out” as a reason for why they’re doing hpd work, because i don’t actually mind, but... is calling on two people from five-0 who never even graduated the police academy actually going to do something about their problem in any meaningful way?

a shady guy who is staring at people from a car and says some cryptic spanish things on the phone!!! i think we’ve found a second Bad Guy, gasp

now he has a gun AND a knife. subtle.

not an actual complaint, but as a european sometimes i’m randomly reminded just how intensely American this show is, gosh. bad guy from random non-us country who has KILLED people, HUNDREDS, and death would be TOO GOOD for him so we need to put him in our WORST PRISON. [insert random speech from steve about a Good Navy Man who served his country and had a picture perfect american family that died]

tani and junior’s banter on the phone while they’re both driving through the storm is giving me life, aww. love them

there’s some heavy danny/rachel flirting and. i have SUCH conflicting feelings about this, because on the one hand, as an isolated scene, completely cut loose from all context, i actually think this is cute and the actors are good together and i like it? but there IS context and that means that this is a VERY BAD IDEA and it makes me extremely nervous. at least charlie comes to the viewer’s rescue with his reminder that he’s there too and he needs food, dear parents, you can’t feed him with misplaced sexual tension

random fbi guy has been chasing el diablo down for ten years and “that man cost me EVERYTHING I CARED ABOUT”. i’m so sorry, five-0 writers, because i know this was probably meant as very serious and gripping and you did your best, but i keep having to laugh at how perfectly, beautifully cliché this is

jerry and lou performing first aid on the wounded officer was a nice scene! i’m not sure how realistic it was, but i like that they took the time for that. usually random extras who get attacked either just die or are immediately whisked away into an ambulance or another random extra’s waiting arms.

charlie being put to bed is always sweet!! (and i like the parallels with that time steve put him to bed - more evidence for the Steve McGarrett Is 100% A Real Parent To Danny’s Kids argument)

fjdkfdjkfd oh my GOD this MUSIC after rachel implied they could use danny’s bed together WHY

and then they’re playing a dice game together instead of having sex. fjdkfjdk this is the GOOD kind of fake out, haaa.

not being able to hear your prisoner when he screams for help is kind of not great, oops

so they can’t keep their prisoner in the cell they had him in until now (because it’s full of gas) and they can’t keep him in the hallway, so steve says that their best option is to lock the guy in steve’s office. steve’s completely glass-walled office. are you... are you sure that’s your very best option?

lou’s story is nice!!! so far jerry and lou keeping watch over this injured guard might unexpectedly be my favorite plotline this episode.

of course all three of the fbi guys are taken out immediately so steve has to fight the Bad Guy all on his own in dramatic hand to hand combat. oh no, steve, babe

adam storms in just when steve is done. adam, my friend, your timing is awful.

i’m almost disappointed that junior came in and shot the guy that tani was fighting because i kind of loved that bit? tani managing just fine all on her own in that house full of people who aren’t very friendly towards her is my jam (although i will admit she was in a bit of a pickle there, at the end, so junior’s rescue might have been for the best :p )

i love charlie, omfg. he SHUSHES his parents (“i’m watching this!”) when they start up with some awkward nonsense about why they were sleeping on the couch together. thank you, charlie, because i didn’t want to hear it either. you’ve been all around wonderful this episode.

i’m not appreciating the meaningful looks between rachel and danny while rachel says “i had lots of fun”, but, you know, i can deal. it’s all been a lot less terrible than i was bracing myself for, i think? there’s been a lot of flirting but we haven’t seen anything explicit (no kisses, no actual sharing of beds, no literal “hey let’s get back together!” talk) and with a bit of willpower, it’s entirely possible to read this episode as very friendly exes looking after their kid together and having a fun night playing board games and falling asleep on the couch (with possibly some overt flirting from rachel, i’ll admit, but danny never really outright responds to that? so it could be interpreted as one-sided flirting, mostly)

there’s a knock at the door and it’s STEVE. AMAZING. adam could learn a thing or two from steve’s timing.

charlie launches himself at steve which is also very A+, and there’s a steve and rachel hug, which, unexpected, but i’m on board

steve: “also wanna make sure there was no... disasters, you know, natural or- otherwise.” I’M YELLING. that’s a jealous steve. you cannot convince me that wasn’t a jealous steve, or at least one that was unsubtly hinting “don’t date rachel don’t date rachel don’t date rachel”, especially with the camera cutting to rachel right after he says “or otherwise” while he talks about disasters that could have happened last night, holy shit

“that was a little awkward.” STEVE. I LOVE YOU

okay, this final scene i’ve seen, but can i just say that i absolutely love this??? i mean, a lot. A LOT.

“oh, i don’t call it a bribe. i call it pancakes.” YES, steve, you GET YOUR DANNY PANCAKES. EYES ON THE PRIZE.

and danny sputters and asks if steve is five after steve gives his very specific pancake order, but he GOES TO THE KITCHEN ANYWAY.

this is the happy end i didn’t even know this episode could have

final verdict: okay. OKAY. i’ve been very scared about how this episode would turn out, so maybe that has something to do with my feelings about it now because i’ve been expecting the absolute worst, but in the end i didn’t really mind it that much at all? most of the plots were pretty interesting, danny and rachel did some flirting but didn’t actually get back together (yet, because it is very obvious that they’re going there now, but i’m not thinking about that too much until it becomes an actual problem) and there’s absolutely room to interpret their interactions differently from what the writers probably intended (as in, room to ignore the romance they’re hinting at). and that last scene where steve suddenly turned up and got his pancakes?? that was perfect. 10/10 for that. best twist ending i could have hoped for, awww.

#h50 #9.15 #*#i don't really know yet if i liked this episode better than i thought i would or if i maybe just hated it a lot less #but both would be very positive things?#i'm mostly just relieved right now i think #and i really did enjoy a lot of it! which i didn't see coming

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minyoonsh · 6 years ago

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;nct 127 reaction to

you slapping their ass

and then running away;

idek know what this is.. but i has it in my drafts so. i guess this is kinda crack lol.

this is kinda long

also there’s swearing in this poop, so just watch out..idk

also. some of these are longer than the others, i try to not put any favoritism into this. bcs that’s kinda unfair. so if one of them r longer than the other please don’t get offended. i’m not trying to offend anyone here.

mark

i think mark’s immediate reaction would be just shocked. he was in the studio with some of his members going through some lyrics, when you ripped the door open and smacked his ass before running out yelling, “i’m going to school now, byeee.” and not even a second later you were gone. the other members had different reactions, some had a slick smirk on their face. and some others were just shocked. but most of them were laughing uncontrollably.

mark didn’t really mind it, he would definitely get back at you. he just needed the right timing first.

taeyong

would be shocked as you stood there frozen with your hand still on his butt. you didn’t except that you had guests, and when you ran into the kitchen feeling mischievous. you didn’t see the others on the other side of the room looking at taeyong.

taeyong’s face turned red as he moved a little away from you and you immediately moved your hand back. you weren’t that embarrassed, but you knew taeyong was. his ears and face a quite obvious red. “uhh.. i didn’t know we had guests.” you said and went to grab something to snack on. and since your voice broke the silence the other guys broke into laughter and you looked over at taeyong who was smiling awkwardly at you. you walked over to him and whispered “im sorry baby.” and you kissed his cheeks.

“wow ____, i didn’t know you were into or that stuff.” lucas said with a smug face.

taeil

would be kinda similar to taeyongs reaction. but with much more awkwardness radiating off of him. you once smacked his ass as a joke when he was cooking something. but seeing as he became flustered and shy when it happened. it turned into a regular thing, you tried not to do it too often so that he would stop reacting to it. but it was so tempting when he stood there talking with his member about god knows what. his ass just waiting to be smacked.

you decided to do it anyway, but causal tho. you just walked past normally, pretending that you were going to get something from that side of the room. while you did, you slapped his ass not to hard but you could practically feel how tensed he was as your hand made contact with his ass.

the other members started laughing immediately. sure they have seen taeil be flustered before, but not to this point. “babeeee!” he whisper shouted at you as his ears burned red.

“it was too tempting.” you said and blinked before returning to your room.

johnny

ever since johnny had been on that show where he made the remark, “oh daddy!” let’s just say that you still hadn’t left it alone. you were cleaning that day and decided to put the tv on in the background since you remembered that his appearance was today. you felt calm hearing his voice and his laughter, but as soon as you heard johnny said his remark or whatever you would call it. you bursted out laughing.

you couldn’t believe your boyfriend did that, on tv. (idek if the show was on tv just hang in there lol)

so ever since that, every time there was a nice moment for it. you would smack your hand over his ass and say “oh daddy!” loud. but of course, there was one time the joke backfired. johnny was in the kitched making some drink or whatever. and you decide this was the perfect moment for one of your ‘jokes’. johnny didn’t actually mind them that much, as long as you were in private. of course. so when you yelled out “oh daddy!” and there was a loud smack echoing through the room. and the silence that was followed by it. you turned around and saw jisung, chenle & haechan witting on the couch with wide eyes and blush on their cheeks.

this time it was johnny’s turn to laugh “lol.” he said as he walked into the living room with the glasses acting like nothing happened.

(mom i love him ^^)

yuta

omfg this guy would be so cocky abt it holy shit. when you walked into the practice room and this time you didn’t smack his ass you just grabbed it and pulled him into a kiss. “heyy babe.” you said smiling. you knew that the others were watching, yuta had said to you that he loved it when you did stuff like that. he found it sexy. so you decided this was the perfect chance. “i missed you.” he said and hugged you. but after the hug you sat down on the couch and watched yuta as he was stretching.

mark and jaehyun were staring at yuta so he looked over at them with the biggest smirk on his lips and opened his mouth to say “what?” his voice sounded normal. the other two went back to stretching but definitely wondered what the hell that was. yuta looked back at you and winked before continuing again.

doyoung

i feel like this boi would be kinda flustered, but in a good way i guess. his heart would actually flutter at your action. and you knew damn well that he had that kind of reaction (rhyme lmao). you loved watching his cheeks go pink and starting to fidget on something, often your shirt. it was mostly you who had to initiate skinship, and when you did he absolutely loved it. adored it. so when you did that action for the first time as a joke, he kinda liked it. (not in a dirty way u hoes) and when you did it one day in front of his buddies. he still got the same reaction, maybe just a bit more blush to his cheeks. the others looked at him with cheeky smiles on their faces.

you would put your arms around him and try to make him even more flustered. “babyy stooop.” he would whine cutely, but he sure didn’t actually want you to let go. and thankfully you knew that.

jaehyun

i feel like he’d get kinda mad about it if it was in front of his members, or he would act like it was nothing. depending on who it was with him and which mood he was in. this time, it was taeyong & johnny he was hanging with. playing video games, laying around doing nothing really. they had a week of and that wasn’t so normal. but after a few days they started to miss each other, so they met up. but the first few days had just been you and jaehyun. going to dinners and romantic dates.

but today jaehyun had been teasing you for every little thing, your height, your pronounciaton & your laugh. and you wanted to get back at him with slapping him hard af right on his ass. you weren’t feeling childish at all. you walked into the livingroom. pretending to watch the movie that was on. “babe, could you get me a glass of water?” you said in a cute voice and you knew he wouldn’t say no. he smiled at you and stood up. and as soon as he did that you smacked him hard as fuuck right on his coochie.

you started laughing like a maniac and the two others joining in. all three laughing at jaehyun’s shocked face.

“that’s what you get for teasing me hyunieeee.”

winwin

idk about how this boy would react tbh. i think maybe he would get a bit embarrassed, but nothing much. not blushing or anything like that, maybe a little proud lmao. he was in the practice room in the middle of practicing cherry bomb for one of his upcoming performances. you watched how he danced and you loved it so much. as soon as he was done you run up to his sweaty figure and hugged him. he doesn’t really like skinship with others in public but he let this one go. “what are you doing here?” he asked and looked down at you. the truth was that you were nearby and just wanted to stop by. “just wanted to do this.” you said and smacked him on his ass super fast and then a kiss on the cheek almost as fast as that. and the you ran out of there like there was no tomorrow.

he immediately ran after you, “you’re gonna get it!” he said, laughing at how childish you two were.

his other members didn’t really mind, but their choreographer did. “hey! sicheng! come back!” he yelled after you two. “there’s no use.” mark said while tying his shoes.

haechan

had been driving you nuts all day, clinging to you like wax. only leaving you when you were in the bathroom. and even if you loved it when he was affectionate and sweet, it gets a bit to much right? so you were relieved when some of his members came over and he immediately stopped clinging to you. he tried to do it when they weren’t watching but they sure as hell weren’t blind. they knew he wanted to hang with you and not with them, so just as they stood up from the couch they heard a loud smack from upstairs and a loud voice followed.

“you little child, you don’t get to call me clingy! you are the clingy one!” you said as you spanked him like a child. “____! stooop.” he whined.

the door opened and you two froze as for curious eyes peeked in. what they saw were you standing face to face your hands on his butt and his face almost in your boobs. “yeez, we just wanted to tell you that we’re leaving.” he said. “finally.” haechan sighed and went to follow them to the front door. and when he came back he almost tackled you on the bed and stated tickling you. (no dirty stuff y’all)

ps: i didn’t proof-read this

leave requests for reactions, it’s fun to write:)

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tulips2kiss · 6 years ago

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so housing... it’s fucked for this summer. it’s a lot of details but all that’s really necessary to know is that the building I’ve been living in is closed for summer term, and there are no solo living options for the summer term SO these were basically my options for summer

move out of where I live now, then back in to another dorm (where I would have to share a room with somebody, have no kitchen, and possibly no bathroom) a week later, stay there for a month or two, then have to move to CA for a month, THEN move back up to Oregon.

just move home for the summer entirely and come back for the fall term in late september/early october

emotionally? ya staying in OR would be preferred. but when I look at all the negative things that come with that; hella expensive, moving a ton, no privacy, etc etc? the cons super outweigh the pros. but staying in CA has a ton of cons too:

uh hi I grew up in a bad home and have hella trauma whenever I go to that house (sometimes more than others but generally I’m just uncomfortable)

living in the same house as my parents = no privacy, esp because you literally walk through my room to get to the makeshift nursery they made for my sisters kids, the garage, and the laundry room

the possibility of fighting with my parents. distance has worked WONDERS for us so living so close for THREE MONTHS??? that’s gonna be really hard

I don’t think they really understand that me living a generally sedentary, inactive life is actually the main source of why I’ve been able to stay out of the hospital for so long. just chilling all day and getting enough sleep is what my body needs, and the 5 years I’ve been able to go without hospital visits proves that.

food/gas/TAXES make things really expensive. like sure I wouldn’t have to pay rent, but good god CA is expensive.

I have a hard time relaxing there just in general. it’s not comfortable for me even if my parents are gone because they have shitty internet, no cell reception, and just... nothing is legit comfy except the bed and I can’t lay in bed for 3 months (esp w my parents walkin around judging me for it)

there are some pros tho

again, no rent. technically I wouldn’t pay rent if I stayed in OR, my parents would, but I don’t feel comfortable asking them for THAT much money omfg no way I already feel guilty that they give me anything

they have a pool and AC which I would have neither of in OR.

they tend to travel a lot in the summer and are gone a lot weekends, sometimes they go camping for a solid week. so I WOULD have the house to myself sometimes!

I do have like two friends in CA but like... they have lives so it’s not like we would hang out all the time

my sisters kid will most likely be getting a transplant this summer so being home to help with everything they need would be really nice. her husband is donating so he’ll be out of commission for a solid month, my mom is going to be taking care of her 1 y/o son, my dad will be working, and my sister will be at the hospital with her daughter. so I could help pick up any slack while I’m home. (if you know me irl this info isn’t public so shh)

I doubt this would happen but me staying home could POTENTIALLY help improve my relationship with my family. them seeing how I function on a daily basis as an adult for the first time since like 2012 would be really helpful FOR THEM in understanding me more... or it could make them hate me (which might sound far fetched but remember, they emotionally abused me even after I left) so like... idk....

SO YA. THAT’S WHERE MY HEAD IS AT. I only have to take 1 class this summer and I’m leaning towards an online class that goes from like 8/19-9/12 and is totally doable because like... holy shit I need a break so bad. idk what’s going on but I am SO burned out. and it’s only week 4. like I’m so fucked. if I try to take my summer class immediately after this term I’d be so fucked, I need a break. esp since I’ll (hopefully) be starting at the school of social work in the fall like... it’s going to be amazing and I’m so excited and I’m going to love it but it’s going to be HARD so I really need to hit the ground running. and if I have most of my summer to just chill then that’s really gonna help. okay cool long typing sesh over BYE

#long post #diary

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sofhyuck · 7 years ago

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Terrace House!AU Mark

Genre: fluff, bullet point scenario

Word Count: 1.69k exactly ayyy

A/N please read the introduction before reading!

so same deal with Yuta’s scenario

you found out on the way to the house that ‘holy shit a member of nct 127 is going to be in the house with me wHaT dO I DO

you get to the house and settle in, meeting the other cast members

and it’s getting,,,really late,,,and everyone else is in the house except for nct boi

you and the other members are getting pretty concerned,,,but also really tired so one by one they all go to bed

except for you because you’re not tired yet plus,,,you’re so nervous to see who the member is you’re not sure you’d be able to go to sleep anyways

but it’s running on 2 in the morning and while you don’t have any work tomorrow,,,you know you should go to bed

and just as you’re shuffling past the front door the doorbell rings

you almost tripped and concussed yourself with how fast you ran to open the door

you opened the door to face a very exhausted looking mark lee

and you’re both so high key sleep deprived you can’t even really say anything

he gave you a soft smile and a little ‘hi’ and boi looked so soft and sle e py

so instead of trying to start a conversation you show him to his room and then,,,go to bed

well at least try to bc your heart is racing bc omfg your bias is literally two doors away from you

the next morning you wake up early bc someone is being hella loud in the kitchen

so you rub your eyes and make yourself a little more presentable before shuffling into the kitchen

and there is mark lee and oh no he found the eggs fuck

he looks up and recognizes you fro the night before and he smiles, which you return,,,but then you smell burning and you’re like “sHiT mARk the EggS”

and he doESn’T kNOw wHaT tO DO

so you rush over and grab the pan from him while he just kind of looks at you,,,in awe,,,bc

a) you know his name so are you a fan??? find out next week

and b) you look really cute in your pajamas while trying to salvage the burning frying pan

once you dispose of the disaster egg you turn to him with an exasperated sigh and low key scold him

“you know you can’t make eggs w h y would you d o that???”

but then you realize you just e x pose d yourself as a fan so you shut up real quick

but he just laughs and is like ‘glad to see we have a fan in the house’ while you blush so m u ch

feeling a little bad for scolding him you decide to help teach him how to cook eggs lol and together you make a pretty simple breakfast for the other members

soon enough everyone is awake and sitting at the table praising you guys for your hard work while you and mark just look at each other and silently agree to not talk about the earlier egg catastrophe

the other cast members already knew each other from the day before so now all eyes are on mark

you feel bad for the dude bc he looks a lil uncomfy but he slowly warms up to everyone

every time someone asks about the difficulties of being an idol he just brushes it off like ‘eh I get to do what I love while making people happy so it’s all worth it’

eventually conversation lulls and people begin to clean up and now’s your chance to ask the question you’ve been dying to know the answer to

“ok,,,so like,,,despite being a trainee and an idol forever,,,did you ever have time to watch vines?”

and boy just lights up like ‘hELl YEA’ and you’re so relieved like thank god sm didn’t keep him from witnessing a cultural phenomenon

i’m sorry idk what i’m writing lol

and miraculously boy doesn’t have any practices to go to bc all the units just ended promotions so now they have some time to chill and that’s the only reason he’s even allowed on the show

so the rest of the day goes by watching vine compilations and quoting your faves

you and mark get real close bc you guys are the only ones on the show your age,,,the rest are all in their thirties and like yea that’s not that old but you guys are kids y would you hang out with old people ew gross no offense this is for the purpose of the plot line soz

but then mark’s practices start to stack up again and you’re sad bc a) your closest friend on the show is barely there anymore and b) he left you with all the old people which you’re low key salty about cmon sm :(

but you guys still hang out as much as possible when he’s not at practice and you’re not at work

he tells you about all the shit the dreamies were pulling on kun the poor man and you tell him about funny incidents at work

but behind all the laughter you can see he’s tired but you don’t want to pry, especially since your every move is being recorded

so you try your best to make him happy and smile,,,like real smiles, not the fake ones he gives to other members sometimes

he thinks they can’t tell, but you can

sometimes you even go out to restaurants or even like arcades!

he’s even brought the dreamies a few times but that ended real quick after you almost got a black eye from renjun while playing laser tag don’t ask

so yea now you’re tight with dream (except renjun still feels bad about the laser tag incident)

(also he’s scared mark will skin him alive if he gets within a foot of you, he almost died the night of the incident by mark’s own smol hands)

one night the older guys left for some overnight bonding trip idek they were hella secretive about it you and the announcers are convinced they’re in love with each other but you’re in no place to out them

it’s really late like 3 in the morning but you’ve been struggling to go to sleep bc you’re waiting for mark bc he always tells you goodnight after getting home from practice

you’re just about to fall asleep when you hear the door open and you know it’s mark so you wait,,,but he never comes in

he just shuffles past your door to his room

and you’re really concerned bc he’s been looking extra beat lately and this is just the icing on the cake

so you go to the boy’s room and knock on the door but no response

so you push the door open and don’t see him

assuming he’s in the bathroom you’re about to leave but then you hear sniffling,,,coming from the bathroom

and you’re just like ‘oh hell no my boy is crying’

the bathroom is the only place without cameras so you know he wants privacy

making sure you don’t have your mic with you, you go over to the bathroom door and knock, softly whispering his name

the sniffling stops and you hear him moving around before moving to the door

barely giving him a chance to open it you slip and close the door behind you, making sure the cameras can’t see him

and there he is, tired as hell, eyes red, cheeks puffy

you both look at each other before he starts sobbing

and you immediately pull him into you, holding him and swaying side from side, letting him get it out of his system before talking to him

when he finally calms down you slowly pull away and he won’t look up to meet your eyes,,,he’s a lil embarrassed shy bub

so you lift his head up to meet your eyes and you just softly scold him

“I’m your friend mark,,,you don’t have to be worried about being embarrassed in front i mean,,,I saw your eggs and those were horrible”

cue mark laughing a little and your heart sOaRinG

“you can tell me anything, i know you don’t want to make me worry but I worry more about finding you her like this,,,so please,,,rant to me,,,relieve your stress”

and, well, without cameras and mics, mark goes off

telling you about all the stress he’s accumulated from being in all the units an being one of the faces of the group, always having to be on different programs ad make the group look good

you guys are sitting on the floor, him leaning against you while you rub his back and listen, sometimes interjecting with your own thoughts on sm treat your idols better i stg smh

eventually he slows down and now you’re both sitting on the bathroom floor, about to fall asleep at any moment

you move to face him and he does the same

you’re about to tell him you two should go to bed

but you can’t stop looking at him bc he is so so f t and he just poured his hear out to you

and he can’t stop staring at you bc you always look so beautiful but also you’re so kind to him but also won’t hesitate to roast him

so he just,,,starts to lean in,,,and you do too,,,

and then your lips meet and wo w his lips are so soft he’s thinking the same thing askjdh

when you both pull away you smile at each other, resting your foreheads together

mark stands up, pulling you with him to his bed, and you sleep in each others arms :’)

the next morning the girls wake up to find you missing and are about to call 119 but then they go into the boys room and are just like ajhkhfflsd this is too soft and pure and you guys are now tHe power couple of the show

also renjun is even more terrified he can’t even look at you mark is ScARy poor baby

Masterlist

#me: i only see mark in a platonic way and want to be his friEnD #also me: writes this fluffy ass bullshit bYe #i did this in like an hour also #so #yea not too hot #nct imagine #nct au #nct scenario #mark lee #mark lee imagine #mark lee scenario #mark lee au #mark imagine #mark scenario #mark au

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spxderman-s · 7 years ago

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Plain Face [Part 3]

[part 1] [part 2]

pairings: peter parker x rogers!reader

word count: 2.3k

warnings: major angst, swearing, punching stuff, mention of blood

a/n: this feels so good to branch out and incorporate other mcu characters into my stuff omfg. it also felt really good to write this part because it got a little personal?? and so most of the angst in here are real emotions that i’m feeling. anyways--the much anticipated part 3!!

tagging: @aussie-mantle @chicaplier-fourtris @tronnoristheotp @nedthegay @i-saved-me @theweirdowithablogo @skymoonandstardust @timemngmtoptimisationproblems @thumper-darling @holywinchesterness @grabyourpolaroidandmyhand @ketterdame @tonight-couldbeforgettable @dimplesandcutesmiles @terrashrone @leorai-lemony-lewa

“Kid, you gotta tell her at some point,” Tony spoke absentmindedly as he tinkered with some rusted tech in his lab. The com in his ear he was speaking into let out an audible sigh, followed by:

“If I tell her, that puts her at risk,” Peter mumbled, talking on his phone to Tony in his own apartment--the door shut in case May was listening. He paced his room, folding and unfolding his arms. “Not to mention she’d never trust me again.”

“I don’t know, she’s Cap’s daughter--and we all know how star-spangled awesome he is,” Tony replied, rewiring some hardware. “Look, she’s a good, understanding kid. I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

Peter swallowed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “What happens if it isn’t fine?”

“Well, you’re gonna be working with her regardless, so it’s up to you.” A spark ignited from the tech in Tony’s hands, causing him to curse and drop it, and a knock sounded at his office door. “Listen, kid--I gotta go. Tell her the truth, and it’ll all be fine.”

The line disconnected, leaving Peter standing in the middle of his bedroom, phone still pressed to his ear. “H-hello? Mr. Stark?” After realizing Tony was no longer there, Peter gave another heavy sigh and tossed the phone on his bed.

“Peter?” May’s voice called out. “You alright?”

“Yeah,” Peter replied, wincing. He stared at his phone, knowing that if he texted her, she would reply right away. He wondered if she was home.

He opened his door just a crack, seeing May humming to herself in the kitchen, stirring something in a big bowl. He quietly slipped out, and was sneaking past the kitchen before she suddenly said, “Where are you going?”

Peter swore under his breath. “I--uh, was gonna get some fresh air. Can’t focus on homework.”

May saw right through him. Pointing her spoon at him, she said, “Are you gonna go hang out with [Y/N]?”

“I may go see if she’s--uh, home.”

“Is everything alright with you two?”

Peter took too long to answer. May set the bowl on the counter and crossed her arms, her glasses enhancing the worried expression that appeared on her face. Peter nodded his head vigorously, “Everything’s fine,” he said quickly. “School is just--whew. You know how it gets.”

May’s expression didn’t change, but she picked up her bowl and resumed stirring. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Peter nodded again. “I-I know. But I promise, everything’s fine.”

He gave her a half-smile, and quickly left the confinements of the apartment. Closing the door behind him, he stared at [Y/N]’s across the hall. It would be so easy to just go up and knock, to tell her everything--but he knew it wasn’t that simple. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he left the building without saying a word.

“You want me to do what?” you asked Tony, who patted the cinder block on the table in front of the two of you.

“I want you to hit it. Crush it. Test your strength.”

You exhaled a heavy breath, staring at your hand folding into a fist. “Just--hit it?”

“However you hit stuff, I guess.”

You lifted your arm above your head, thinking about how much this was going to hurt, and brought your fist down upon the block of concrete with all of your might. After a puff of grey powder exploded over you, only a dull ache throbbed in your hand. The dust settled, and you stared at the cinder block in front of you--completely smashed into two pieces of rubble. Tony had an excited grin on his face, offering you a towel.

“Holy shit,” you said, staring down at your fist. “Holy shit!” You wiped the cement dust off of your hands, and looked to Tony with your mouth open.

“How did that feel?” he asked, skimming over a tablet, checking your vitals. “Elevated heart rate, full of adrenaline. I’m guessing it felt good?”

“It felt….amazing,” you admitted, rubbing your throbbing fist. “Although it feels a little sore now.”

“You’re still human,” he reminded you with a look over his glasses. “You aren’t immune to pain, shock, whatever. I don’t think you or Rogers are immortal, either. Your metabolic functions are enhanced off the charts, and you’re basically immune to any kind of fatigue--but I don’t think that extends to death.”

Gulping, you didn’t want to think about you or your father testing that theory. “Being immune to fatigue makes sense now,” you said, changing the subject. “My fastest mile is seventy-three seconds.”

“And you never thought that was weird?”

You shrugged. “I just thought I was good.”

Tony stared at you. “You’re nearly twice as fast as the best runners in history.”

Opening your mouth to reply, your phone buzzed in your pocket. Sliding it out, you looked at the little message from your father that read: Working late, won’t be home until tomorrow morning. Sorry, kiddo. I love you.

Disappointment sank into your chest. Putting your phone back into your pocket, you looked to Tony, who was busy tapping onto his tablet.

“I, uh--I gotta get going.”

“Why?” he asked, not looking up at you. “Rogers is in Lagos until tomorrow morning.”

“How do you--nevermind,” you said, picking up your bag and slinging it over your shoulder. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Tony.”

He gave a mock salute, and you slipped out quietly from his lab.

Walking along the streets, you breathed in the crisp, night air. Cars continued to honk in the distance, a siren sounded somewhere, and you were pretty sure someone was yelling some obscenity out of their window. You couldn’t stop rubbing the fist that completely obliterated the block of concrete, the dull throb long gone now. You couldn’t believe that all this time--you had harbored this strength and endurance, what your father was famous for. It all passed to you. You were truly the daughter of Captain America.

A sense of anger fell over you the more you repeated those words in your head. Your father had to have known, and all this time--he kept you hidden from yourself. You tried to justify it, but no matter how your thoughts collided in your mind, you couldn’t find an explanation. Part of you didn’t want to.

How could you tell him without him getting angry at you, and especially Tony? You would have to leave him out of it. And Peter--Peter knew about him.

Peter. You had completely forgot about him, until you turned onto your street and up the stairs of your building. Fumbling for your keys, you decided to see if he was home. You needed to vent to someone, all of this information sitting in your head was beginning to bubble and fester.

Knocking on his apartment door, you heard someone get up and walk across the room. The door opened, revealing May’s smiling face.

“[Y/N]!” she exclaimed happily, opening her arms for a hug. “I haven’t seen you around a whole lot, is everything okay?”

You graciously accepted the hug, holding onto her tightly. Her perfume was sweet and comforting, and you never wanted to let go. You had never known your own mother, and you always longed for that special, maternal contact. May was beginning to fill that void--she was so welcoming to you, even before you and Peter had begun to spend time together.

“School is starting to get a little overwhelming,” you lied, breaking the hug.

May gave a sympathetic look, and gestured into the apartment. “Do you wanna come in for a bit? I made cannoli--new recipe. Peter went out for a walk, he should be home soon.” She paused for a moment. “I’m surprised he’s not with you.”

“I wasn’t home,” you said, shrugging. “I--uh, got a Stark internship as well. Stayed later than I anticipated.”

May clapped her hands excitedly. “That’s amazing! Hopefully you and Peter will work together, then.” She quickly ushered you inside before you could decline, sitting you at their small table by the kitchen. Placing a plate of cannoli in front of you, she sat opposite you and smiled. “Is everything okay between you and Peter?”

You picked up one of the pastries and tentatively took a bite. “Yeah, I think we’re both stressed out with school and work, that’s all.”

She didn’t seem like she believed you, but she dropped the subject. You both chatted mindlessly about anything else, until keys jingled in the front door’s lock. Peter stepped in, closed it behind him, and froze as his eyes landed on you and May sitting together at the table. Looking at him now you wanted nothing more than to run to him, to hold onto him for dear life, but you were glued to your seat, staring at him. May grinned, and gestured to you. “We were just having some one-on-one time--have some cannolis, join us!”

You glanced at the clock on the wall, and cleared your throat. “I--uh--I actually should get going. But thank you so much for the food, it was really good. And uh….thank you for talking with me. It was really nice.”

May smiled softly, and patted your hand. “Alright, don’t be a stranger, [Y/N].”

“I won’t,” you said sincerely. Picking up your bag, you skirted around Peter, who still stood awkwardly by the door, fiddling with the hem of his sweatshirt. “I’ll….I’ll see you at school, right?”

He nodded, not looking at you. An unwelcome pang of hurt hit you in the chest, and you quickly left his apartment and went into your own. Collapsing on the couch, you pulled your knees up to your chest and hugged them tightly. The room was dark and cold and empty again, and you found yourself beginning to cry silently. May’s perfume clung to you, and you started to cry harder. Alone. That was what you were familiar with, but you had gotten a taste of what family should be. You longed for a mother, even a father--just someone who would stick around. Someone who would stay, someone who would be your constant.

That angry feeling settled into your gut again. Furiously wiping the tears from your face, you noticed that your hands had turned into tight fists again, your fingernails digging into your palms. You needed to hit something.

In a few swift moments, you changed into the clothes you wore to work out, grabbed your duffle bag with waters, your gloves, some bandages, and left the apartment, slamming the door angrily--the sound reverberated down the hall, shaking the walls. You heard the sound of wood cracking, and glanced behind you. One of the hinges had shattered. You adjusted the bag on your shoulder and left the building.

“Was that [Y/N]’s door?” May asked Peter, cleaning up the kitchen table, listening to the sounds outside of the apartment. He sat up, alert. Something was wrong. Standing up, he turned to May to say something, but her expression said everything that needed to be said. He quickly grabbed his backpack in his room, and left out the front door.

He stopped in his tracks as he looked at [Y/N]’s own door. Making a note of the broken hinge, he looked down the hall for you, disappointment and fear setting in his bones. Afraid something had happened to her, he sprinted down the hall, taking his suit out of his backpack and donning it mid-run. He didn’t care at this point, all he cared about was getting to her.

You shoved the rusted key into the old door in Brooklyn, and shouldered it open with a push. It creaked, the familiar sound almost a welcoming committee. A rush of warm, musty air that smelled of sweat and salt hit you. The fluorescent lights blinked on as you flicked the switch, illuminating the punching bags hanging from the pipes in the naked ceiling. Dropping your bag to the floor with a thud, you pulled out your gloves and began wrapping your hands in them….but something made you change your mind. You left the gloves in your bag and approached the punching bag with bare fists.

All of the rage that had been bubbling and building up in your chest was manifesting itself in your trembling hands and tensed muscles. Standing in front of the bag, you envisioned your father--looking at you with disappointment. You imagined a faceless woman standing next to him, a mother you never knew.

You didn’t even realize you had struck the bag until you noticed it swinging, dust rising off of it. And it felt good. You hit it again, but harder this time. Pain lanced through your knuckles, but it only pushed you to hit it again and again and again, harder each time. You were crying now, angry tears running down your cheeks. You crashed your fist into the punching bag one last time, all of your known strength packed behind it, and the chain that held it up exploded--sending the bag flying clear across the room in a puff of dust.

Standing there, breathing heavily, you looked down at your hands. A trickle of blood dripped from a split in your knuckles, crimson drops pattering on the gym floor.

Swallowing hard, the red curtain of rage was gone from your vision. Now you were just sad, going and picking up the destroyed punching bag with ease and tossing it over to the side of the gym. A heavy sigh escaping you, you wrapped your injured hand with the bandages in your bag, and left, shutting the heavy metal door behind you. You locked it, and after a moment of standing on the empty street, you threw the key in front of you, watching it disappear in the dark.

[part 4]

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imfucking-magical · 7 years ago

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Half Asgardian pt.2!

A/N: Ummm holy shit you guys. You guys are the best. I loved all the good feed back I got from part one. Honestly I wasn’t expecting to get as many notes as it did.Like literally I had a smile on my face all day because holy fuck over 250+ notes in less than a day.Also OMFG close to 100 followers? Should I do something special? Do you guys want anything??? I know its just 100, but like I am so appreciative of you guys and your love that I kinda wanna do something? All of you are so nice and I love writing for you guys! Here is part 2 my lovelies!!!!

Warnings: Fluff, possible angst, cursing

Word Count: 6.5k+

I woke up in my bed and my head was foggy. My body felt dull. I literally had to roll out of bed because my limbs were not working normally and I hit the floor with a thud.

“uggggggggghhhhhhh.”

“What was that? Are you ok?” Tony came rushing into the room.

“I’m good. I’m just on the floor contemplating my life’s decisions.” I said rolling over to where I could see him.

“What were you thinking?Having Thor send lightening through you?”

“I thought maybe....... I had super abilities that were dormant. I don’t know what I was thinking I just wanted to be special like the rest of the Avengers.”

“Y/n are my daughter you’re already more special then all of them. You already have super abilities. Look at how smart you are? Look what you can create and what you did create for Rhodey. I didn’t know you did it til I asked him about it. I don’t have super powers. I’m just smart.”

“You have a suit.”

“That I built because I’m smart.”

“So does that mean I can build a suit?”

“Hell no. You are a small child. You aren’t going to be fighting anyone and if you do, I will know about it and I will ground you.”

“Awwww you’re no fun.” I told him.

“Heyy! I am the definition of fun.”

“Surrrreeee...”

“Come on kiddo get up Steve is going on a breakfast run.” He said helping me up.

We walked out of the room and were ambushed by the rest of the Avengers.

“Is she alright?”

“Does she need anything?”

“What does she want for breakfast?”

“Guys I’m ok really.” I told them rubbing my eyes of sleep.

“Alright you guys disperse. Y/n you should tell Steve what you want so he can go get it.”

“Honestly Steve anything you can find that’s sugary. Donuts, pastries, anything.”

Everyone started to lounge around and started to watch the T.V. I went to get some ice tea from the fridge when I heard thumps. I turned around and Peter knocked me over in a hug so we both lay flat on the floor. “Peter!”

“Sorry!” He muffled getting up a little but still hugging me.

“It wasn’t like I was going to die Peter.”

“No, but you scared me. You got struck by lightening for Thor’s sake.”

I giggled then hugged him tighter. “Don’t worry about it I’m ok.”

Time skip:About a week later.

“Pepper did you hear that?” I asked her. We stayed silent. There was another rumble.

“Y/n..... we need to move...” She whispered quietly and we both stood up from the couch.

“Mr.Stark has asked that you two move to a safer location as quickly as possible.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said rather loud and there was another rumble. Pepper and I ran out of my room and peaked into the main room. Coast was clear. We walked out and Pepper ran to grab the gun that was under the island in the kitchen and the door busted down. I froze.

It was a group of guys with big machine guns. The one in front had a buzz cut and sunglasses and lowered his machine gun to my level.

“Hello.” He said smiling.The machine gun rang off and I screamed as loud as I could and was ready to feel bullets tear through my body.

The feeling never came. I had closed my eyes and opened them only when the noise stopped. The bullets were right in front of me. As in front of my face in front of me.

“What the fuck?” The guy said and I ran grabbing Pepper from the kitchen and dragged her downstairs to where we could find a car.

“WHAT WAS THAT?” Pepper asked as we ran down the stairs and up to one of Tony’s cars.

“I don’t know. Here give me the gun.” I told her as she got into the driver’s seat.

“Do you even know how to fire one of those things?” She asked pulling out of the parking spot as those guys came downstairs firing their guns.

“Drive” I told her popping my head out of the sun roof and shot one of them in the stomach.

“WHERE DID YO-HOW DID LEARN HOW TO FIRE A GUN?” Pepper asked as she drove frantically out of the building.

“I wanted to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent remember?” I told her sitting back down in my seat and put on the seat belt. “Put your seat belt on.”

The guys from the building pulled up next to us.

“Where do you think you ladies are going?”

“FUck.” I said and pulled the lever on Pepper’s chair that made her recline backwards as I ducked. Glass shattered and fell over us and the car started to swerve.

“Trade me seats.”

“What are you doing you don’t know how to drive?!” She told me as I crawled over and she traded seats.

“Um I know now isn’t the best time to tell you, but I sometimes take the cars out in the middle of the night.” I said and floored the gas and started to weave in and out of the cars on the street.

Pepper held onto the seat as I sped up.

I looked and saw that we had lost them.

“So where do you wanna go?” I asked her.

“Are you sure we lost them?”She asked.

“Ladies, Mr. Stark has requested that each of you put these radios in your ear.” F.R.I.D.A.Y said and a compartment popped open with little ear pieces.

“Sup Dad?” I asked driving.

“Hi you guys still have bad guys on you’re tail. Pepper you need to lose them.”

“Oh I’m not driving your daughter is.”

“Who taught you how to drive?More importantly Pepper why are you letting her drive?”

“She says she takes it out during the night?”

“How? She’d have to get past me? Ok not the point those guys are still on your tail.”

“Well than why don’t you guys get them off our tail? Why are they after us anyway?”

“We don’t know.”

“You guys are amazing.” I told him. The thugs pulled up next to us again and started to bump us scratching the car. The traffic came to a complete stop and we both rear ended the cars in front of us.

“Pepper where is the gun?” I asked and she went down to grab it from the floor when the glass on my window shattered. The door opened and I was dragged out kicking and screaming. I was thrown on the ground and the thug that grabbed me was now aiming a gun at me. There was a gun shot, but it wasn’t him who fired, it was Pepper.

“Are you ok?” Pepper asked getting out of the car.

“Yea I’m ok.”

We started to jog away from our car and tried avoiding getting hit by the other people trying to leave as well. All hell was breaking loose.

We were almost at the edge of the bridge when i felt myself being lifted off the ground. I saw the ground get smaller and Pepper yelling.

My heart pounded harder as we got higher up. All of a sudden I was dropped onto concrete again.I stood on top of the Brooklyn Bridge.The air was colder up here.

“We’re up pretty high. I wouldn’t suggest looking down.” I turn around and someone with a suit similar to Iron-man’s and War Machine.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Nobody of importance.” He held up his hand and tried to blast me. I jumped and moved my arms to block my body. A force appeared in front of me shielding me. There was a searing hot pain through my hands. I held them close to my body and black marks appeared on my skin. What the hell. I heard the charge of his suit for another blast.

“Dude you and your guys have seriously pissed me off tonight.” I said running towards him and kicked his legs out from underneath him. I quickly looked for a way into the suit. He started to move and I jumped onto him. There had to be someway to get in. Even on dad’s suit there is a way to get in from the outside. He tried to fly, but I grabbed the neck of the suit and pulled him down before he got very far.

“Stop moving so I can fuck up your suit.” I told him as he started to swing at me.

My hands seared with pain again as I dodged a hit and only to be put in a choke hold.

“Now you little brat.Time to end this.” There was a crack and his body went slack behind me. I turned around and the suit laid there not moving.

“Dude are you dead or unconscious?”

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???” Rhodey asked/yelled over the radio.

“What? Are you guys ok? I’m on top of the bridge and kind need help down.”

“That big lightening strike was you?”

“Lightening? I didn’t see anything? Can one of you guys come get me please?” There was no reply. Did I really just take him out with lightening? WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON? WHY ARE THERE SCORCH MARKS ON MY HANDS??? I just wanted to have a movie night with Pepper, but nooooo. Stupid ass trash can had to go and start shit. I sat down and started to look at the suit the guy was wearing again.

There was a whizzing noise and one of the guys from earlier had a jet pack on and was now in front of me.

“Y/n don’t move. One of us is coming to get you.” Tony said in the little radio in my ear. I looked around for a sign of any of the Avengers with no luck and the main thug was in front of me with his knife out and ready.

“Where are you gonna go little girl?” He asked walking towards me and I looked over the side of the bridge.

“Seriously? I just took down you’re boss and you’re threatening me? Just how stupid are you?” I asked.

“Very.” He said running towards me.

“Guys....?!” The thug tackled me. I reached out for something to grab to prevent me from falling and ended up having my arm scrape against whatever I hit. Soon we were both falling off the top of the bridge. I heard screaming and wasn’t sure if it was my own or the people on the bridge. I flipped him over so he would take full impact of landing in the water.

The cold rushed over me and stung my skin. It was so dark I couldn’t tell which way was the surface and which way was down until I felt the water pressure get heavy. Something was around my leg dragging me down. I kicked and punched until I was able to resurface.

“Fu.....ck-k.” I started to shiver. I didn’t see any of the Avengers so I started swimming to what appeared to be the closest land mass. I was swimming for a good 10 minutes before I felt myself being dragged from the water and into the air.

“Gotchya. Why didn’t you answer your radio?”

“You guys weren’t even talking. Half the time when I said something there was no reply!” I said as Peter pulled me onto the bridge with his web. He helped me over the railing on the bridge and I could barely stand normal with how cold it was.

“Come on we need to go back to the tower and get you fixed up.” He said wrapping and arm around me and I put my arms around his neck as we swung off of the bridge.

I gripped onto Peter tightly. “P-Pleas-se d-don’t dr..op me.” I closed my eyes shivering as the cold air hit my already cold body. My whole body tensed everytime Peter swung to a different building.

“Hey I won’t drop you. You’re safe.” We soon landed at the tower and Peter rushed me inside. His arm never left my body and I was stumbling over my feet. I hit the button on the elevator to where we were staying. I looked down and drops of blood were pooling at my feet. Great.

“We can get you a change of clothes and then to the medical bay a few floors down.” Peter said when the elevator door opened. He tried leading me to my room, but I pulled him to the kitchen and grabbed the medical kit. I noticed a pair of Nat’s gloves on the counter and pulled them on.

“What are you doing?” He asked looking worried and frantic.

“Just.... watch.” I told him taking my little invention out of the kit. I shook the bottle and sprayed it where I was bleeding. I winced at the pain but the blood started to clot then heal.

“Whoa. What is that?”

“L-little inv-vent..ion of m-mine.” I told him shivering “I-I need a h-hot show-wer.” I said trying to walk past him, but he wrapped his arms around me.

“W-what...?”

“You can’t switch temperatures that fast or your body will go into shock.” He told me and his body heat felt good so I hugged him tighter.

“Is she ok Peter?” I heard over the little radio.

“Yea she just needs to rest.”

“Is anyone else hurt?” I asked

“Nat got a bullet that grazed her leg and Sam probably has a broken rib now. We’re coming home.”

“If I’m not awake to do it then take the spray that’s on the island and put on Nat’s leg and in Sam’s mouth.” I told them.

“How are you feeling?” Peter asked resting his head on mine.

“Better. I’m still soaked tho.”

“Well go take a shower and get something warm on then come back out here.” He told me slowly releasing me from the hug. I was upset that his warmth left me, but I went to go take a hot shower and returned to the main room where the Avengers had reappeared and Peter had set up a movie with blankets and pillows.

“Is this the new spray you were working on?” Tony asked.

“Yea. It fixes broken bones, stops bleeding, cleans up the wound, etc. It just doesn’t do super big stuff like a broken neck or a chunk of body missing.” I told him as Nat sprayed her leg and it healed up.

“Nuh uh. Nope. I’m not spraying some mysterious in me.” Sam said holding his ribs. I walked over to him and took the spray.

“Hey Nat....” I said and she pinched his neck making him scream and I sprayed the bottle inside his mouth.

He started coughing “THAT’S NASTY!!!”

“But do you feel better?” I asked.

“Yea. Taste like someone tried to cook trash.” I giggled.

“You’re ok right? No head injuries, no anything right?” Tony asked putting his hands on my shoulders checking for any sign of injury.

“Nope.”

“You wanna explain what happened???” He asked.

“Tomorrow? I wanna hang out with Peter.....”

“Y/n....”

“Dadddddd.......”

He sighed. “Don’t stay up too late. You’ve had a long day and we’re going to have a long day tomorrow. We gotta keep your face out of the papers so you can keep going to school.” He said hugging me goodnight. The Avengers disperesed and I sat down in the nest Peter set up.

“Waaaaiittt I made hot chocolate. Its still in the microwave.” He stood up and I sprawled out over the couch taking up all the room.

“Ok I’m ba- hey! Move over y/n/n.” I sat up and he handed me the hot chocolate.

“So what movie are we watching? Star Wars?” I asked him.

“Possibly.....” He said with a grin on his face.

We finished our hot chocolate and we were half way through the movie when I started to feel sleepy. My legs were tangled with Peter’s and we had our arms around each other at this point. Peter started playing with my hair and it wasn’t long before I fell asleep.

Y/n.

I looked around and there was no one around. Where was I? I walked around in the big building. The architecture was so intricate and beautiful. I looked out the window and there was a big city. I kept wandering through the rooms and stumbled across a metal cage with an strange animal inside.

“Stay with someone at all times. You hear me? They’re waiting for you to be alone.” It was mom’s voice.

I shot up accidentally waking Peter up.

“Is everything ok?” He asked.

“Yea. I’ll be back.”

“No where are you going what’s wrong?” He asked pulling me back to his chest.

“Peter I promise I’m ok. I just got to check on something?”

“Y/n.” I looked up and saw Wanda.

“Stay here. I’ll be back in a little bit. Go back to sleep.” I said easing myself off of him. I walked over to Wanda and she took my arm and led me to the elevator.

“You woke me up.” She finally said.

“I was sleeping how did I wake you up?”

“You’re thoughts were very loud. It was like you were screaming.”

“Is that why you’re up here?” I asked her as the elevator door opened and we walked to her room.

“What was that place? In your dream?”

“I don’t know.”

“Was that your mother’s voice? The Asgardian?”

“Yes. That dream..... it was strange.”

“Do me a favor and do as it says, I mean by not being alone. Especially after last night. What happened last night with the lightening strike?”

I pulled off the gloves that I had kept on over night. The marks were still there and she gasped when she saw them.

“Does it hurt?” She asked taking my hands in hers.

“No, but when they were forming it burned like hell. No one else knows yet.”

“Maybe you should talk to Thor about it. It could be about your heritage.”

“Do you know if he’s up?”

“No, but I’m sure he wont mind if you wake him.” She said and walked with me down the hall.

“What are you doing up this early kiddo?” I turned around and hid my hands behind my back.

“I was just talking with Wanda. Why aren’t you in bed?”

“Why are you acting suspicious and hiding your hands behind your back?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?”

“Why are you avoiding my questions with questions?”

“Didn’t you know that you’re suppose to answer a question with a question?” I asked.

“Ok quit with the bullshit what’s going on?”

“We’re going to see Thor about what happened last night.” Wanda said and Tony started to walk with us, but I still kept my hands out of sight. I left the gloves in Wanda’s room.

Thor woke when we entered the room.

“Hey Thor, you know how you said being in a dangerous situation would possibly wake up dormant powers?”

“Yes Lady y/n. Is this about last night?”

“Yes and by any chance can you explain why I got searing pain in my hands as these marks showed up last night?” I asked showing him my hands. Thor stood up and walked over.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this last night?” Tony asked.

“I forgot. I was too busy being cold.”

“You’ve got your mark Lady y/n! You yielded lightening just like I can. I have much to teach you.”

“Thor I didn’t just do lightening. I was able to create shields. Each time it looked like it was a different matter.”

Thor’s brow furrowed. “Maybe you don’t have the same gifts as me, but something similar?”

“I looked back over last night’s footage from the news. I dont think it was lightening.It didn’t come from the sky. It came from her. Sparked from your body.”

“Mr.Stark. Multiple news centers are requesting a meeting about last night.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said.

“I’ll see what I can do to keep last night’s events a secret. We still don’t know who those people were or how they were able to break into the tower.”

“It probably wasn’t that hard since I was able to walk in without a question when I first showed up here.” I said.

“Rhodey can handle the press and say it was a military thing or some shit like that.” Tony said.

“We will practice today with your powers and see exactly what you can do.” Thor said.

“But for now you should probably go back to sleep because Peter is starting to worry and its 2 in the morning.” Wanda said

I went back to the main room and apologized to Peter for worrying him and we went back to sleep.

Time skip: A few days.

Thor and I had trained and figured out that my powers that I had acquired were able to create things or manipulate the atoms around me per say. I could create metals out of thin air. The night on the bridge I was able to create electricity by manipulating the atoms. I practiced daily with Thor when I wasn’t at school and stayed up late into the night thinking of things that I could create and an idea about Peter came to me. Dad found me the next morning slumped over on my work desk.

“Kiddo you’re going to be late for school.” He said nudging me.

“School!” I said waking up and rushed to get ready.

Later that day

I sat next to Peter in Chem as the rest of the class entered. Ned sat on the opposite side of Peter.

“Look at all the geeks are paired up.” Flash said.

“Come on Flash you can think of a better insult than that.. or can you?” I asked as he sat down in front of us.

“Settle down class. Get to work on the lab that is written on the board.”

Ned got up and grabbed goggles, Peter got up to grab the chemicals, and I started to set up the lab and the write up. I got the equation and all the math written down. All of a sudden liquid was all over the write up.

“Oops. Mrs.Jones we have an acid spill!” Flash said smirking.

“That was on purpose Flash.” Peter said.

“No I tripped.”

“Just do another lab write up while there is still time.”Mrs.Jones said while cleaning up the mess. I did as she said and we all finished the lab. Mrs.Jones checked to make sure we had done the lab correct then told us to get rid of the chemicals in the waste bin she had at the front of the classroom then she walked away.

I took our finished lab chemicals and poured it into Flash’s backpack. Ned and Peter’s jaw dropped.

“HEY!”

“Oh Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I was getting up and I accidentally bumped the chemicals and they just spilled.... I’m sorry here let me help you clean it up.” I said louder than necessary to get the Mrs.Jones’ attention.

“No it’s ok Y/n I’ll clean it up. This backpack has to be disposed of. It looks like everything in it got eaten up by the acid.”

“WHaT? My english essay was in there.”

“Ooo you mean the one that had to be hand-written, at least 5 pages long and double sided with correct citations for Mrs. Harp’s class? That sucks dude. I would give you mine, but she knows my handwriting from yours.” I told him.

“Just tell Mrs.Harp that acid got on to it.” Mrs.Jones said.

Flash groaned. I faked pity. The bell rang and everyone turned in their write up.

“ That was beautiful y/n. I wish I had a photo of Flash’s face when you did that.” Ned said laughing.

“HEY STARK WANNA BE!” Flash yelled coming up to us. All of a sudden I was up against the locker and Flash towered over me.

“You may have gotten a good hit in once, but that won’t happen again.” He said grabbing the collar of my jacket.

“Let her go Flash.” Peter said. Flash didn’t move.

“Come on Flash... Hit me. I dare you too. But look around at who is watching. If you start the fight I will end it with you a mess on the floor.” I told him looking him straight in the eye daring him to do it. He backed down.

“You’re not worth my time.” He said walking away and the crowd dispersed.

“You scare me sometimes.” Ned told me.

“Why?”

“Because he had you pinned against the locker and you looked him in the eye unwavering. It was like a movie.” I giggled.

“Well I don’t think he’ll be messing with us anymore.” I told him.

“Hey Y/n why are you always wearing those gloves now? I get its cold outside, but we’re inside.”

“She just likes to wear them.” Peter said quickly jumping in.

“Ok ok.”

“Ned you’re still the guy in the chair right?”

“Yep.”

“Y/n shhhh.” Peter said ducking his head lower.

“Nobody is gonna know what we are talking about. Plus we’re geeks remember?”

“She has a point Peter.” Ned said.

“Do you wanna come to the tower?” I asked him.

Ned’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”

“Yes I’m serious. You can’t play with my dad’s stuff though. However I will let you test and mess with my inventions.”

“YES! Do I get to meet the Avengers?”

“Only if you run into one of them. They most likely wont be on the floor that we are on.”

“This is so awesome.” Ned said walking ahead of us to lunch.

“You really trust Ned with that equipment?” Peter asked

“Yea and I need him there because he is going to help me with my surprise for you.” I smiled.

“What? What surprise?”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?”

“No, but normally surprises aren’t even mentioned they kind of just happen so now by the law of surprises you now have to tell me.” He said.

“Nope.” I told him and he grabbed my hand pleading with puppy dog eyes. “No don’t do that to me Peter. Honestly you can wait a few hours.” I told him and pulled him along to sit down next to Ned and I sat across from them.

“What’s wrong Peter?”

“Y/n told me she has a surprise for me and now won’t tell me what it is. She said you have to help her with it.”

“Y/n you know by the law of surprises he is right. Knowing that a surprise is going to happen doesn’t make it a surprise.” Ned said and Peter gave me the ‘I-told-you-so’ look. I rolled my eyes.

Happy came to pick us up and Ned was amazed.

“Why do they call you Happy?” Ned asked sitting between Peter and I. Ned kept asking questions the whole ride with Peter and I trying not to laugh.

When we arrived we went straight up to my room and dropped our backpacks down.

“SO do i get to know now?” Peter asked since it was obviously eating away at him.

“Ned you want anything to eat?”

“Y/n tell the poor man.”

“Ok ok...” I giggled “I’m in charge of adding stuff to you’re suit and making it better.”

Peter’s face lit up. “You’re joking.” He told me.

“Nope. I have a list of things that I’m writing programs for and getting put into the suit.”

“Y/n you’re the best! What are you putting in it?” He asked hugging me.

“Well I have a few things, but I was going to have the guy in the chair tell me what he thinks you need.” I said and Ned squealed.

“CAN YOU PUT LASERS IN IT?” Ned asked.

“I probably could. Come on we can go to my lab and check it out. You guys wanna order pizza?”

“ Yea F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you order 2 extra large pizzas, one half cheese and half meat lover and the other half New York style and half pepperoni.” Peter said.

“Yes, Mr.Parker.”

“Thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y.” I said.

“You’re welcome Ms.Stark.”

We entered the lab and both looked in amazement. None of them had been in here before. Ned walked over to my whiteboard which had my ideas for Peter’s suit.

“Y/n this is impossible. There isn’t a metal or material that is thin,bendable or strong enough to be bullet proof.” Ned said and Peter walked over to the board.

“Well Ned that would be where you are wrong. Because wherever there is a will there is a way. So.....” I pushed the whiteboard out of the way to reveal a sheet of metal I had created.

“What is this?” Peter asked going to touch it and he bent it back and forth. I took off my gloves.

“Its strange isn’t it? You think with its atomic number it would be really heavy and stiff right?”

“Y/n what happened to your hands?” Ned asked and Peter’s head whipped around to me

“You mean you made this?” he asked.

“Yea.”

“Hello? Am I talking to a deaf person?” Ned asked.

“Ned I’m only half human. My mom came from the same place as Thor.”

“WHAT WAS IT LIKE THERE?”

“I was born here Ned. I’ve never been. These marks on my hands are from my powers no longer being dormant?”

“But you just started wearing gloves recently.”

“Yea they came out when there was a dangerous situation.”

“What dangerous situation have you been in?”

“The attack on the Brooklyn Bridge.”

“They said that was a rogue military thing.”

I laughed. “Uncle Rhodey needs to use his imagination more. No it wasn’t. We still didn’t know who those people were. Anyways did you want to check to see for yourself if this material is good enough for our boy? Choose a weapon.” I said walking over to a wall and pulling out a big shelf.

“Whoa.”

“You to Peter. You’re the one who is going to be wearing it.”

“You never told me what it’s atomic number is.” Peter said grabbing a gun that had some of the most powerful bullets ever made by man in it. Ned settled on a knife and I grabbed a grenade.

“Whoa whoa whoa... what are you doing with that?” Peter asked.

“Peter I’ve already done the grenade. I just wanna show you guys. You guys go first.”

Ned walked up to it and hit it with the knife and it shattered.

Peter fired the gun and the bullet hit then fell onto the floor.

I walked over and made a little basket with the metal leaving a small hole to quickly put the grenade in. “You guys can get behind the desk if you’re worried.” They both went behind the desk and watched carefully. I pulled the ring, dropped it in quickly and sealed the rest of the metal. There was a boom noise, but the metal stayed in a small ball. I unwrapped it and showed them the shattered bits of grenade and the un-dented metal. They looked amazed.

“ I even had Vision see if he could do any damage to it. He was able to get a small hole..... right there.” I said pointing to what looked like a pencil mark. “So the only one who would be able to hurt Peter, theoretically, would be me. To answer your earlier question about the atomic number, it’s around 1200.”

“ Oh my-what do you mean theoretically?” Peter asked.

“Well if aliens come again I don’t know what kind of weapons they have or if it will be able to do anything to this metal.” I told him.

“I think we should be fine.” Peter said.

“Can we still add lasers to his suit?” Ned asked.

“The closest I can would be web like lasers.”

“What about snacks?”

“Ned I don’t need snacks in my suit.” Peter said.

“Yes you do. You forget to eat sometimes.” I told him and entered in a program that he could access if he wanted something to eat. “The best I can do is like some trail mix since its small enough.”

“Does his suit have night vision?”

“It does now.” I said typing in a program.

“ What about....... I can’t think of anything else.”

“What about your spray?” Peter asked.

“Yea I can put that in there. Anything else?”

“Nope.”

“What’s the spray?”

“She invented a spray the mends broken bones and wounds.” Peter said and the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” I stood up and suit started to be created as I left. I grabbed my wallet and tipped the pizza girl and carried both of the pizzas back to the lab.

I opened the door with my back. “Pizzas are here. Do you guys want something to drink? We have anything and everything.”

Peter was flushed red.

“Huh? Oh um no I’ll get the soda.” Peter said walking out of the lab.

“What’s up with him?” I asked.

“You’re so smart,but so stupid.” Ned told me going for the pizza.

“What am I missing?” I asked.

“Nothing I’ll tell you later.” Ned said.

Peter came back with some drinks. We sat and ate the pizza while we watched the suit being designed in front of us.

After it was done faster than I had expected.

“Peter try it on.” I told him.

He took the suit and walked to the bathroom.

“So you going to tell me what’s up with him?”

“Y/n don’t worry about it.”

“I have to worry about it he’s one of my best friends.”

“ How do I look?” Peter said coming out of the bathroom.

“Nice dude.” Ned said and I had lost my use of words. God fucking damn.

“Y/n?” Peter asked.

“I-its good.”

“ You should do a test run.” Ned said

“Yea this suit feels alot lighter than my other one I could probably swing alot faster now.”

“GO SPIDERMAN GO!” Ned said and Peter went to go test the suit outside.

“What the hell was that?” Ned asked me as soon as Peter left.

“What?”

“You know what. You just lost your speech function for a good 3 minutes and were starting at Peter with goo goo eyes.” He said acting like I was stupid.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I wasn’t staring....”

“He likes you too you know.” Ned said

“Yea ok.” I said sarcastically.

“Like I said, you’re so smart, but you’re so stupid.” He told me shaking his head. “Dont you have like security footage in here? You can check what he said for yourself.”

I did later that night. :)

Next day

I should’ve stayed in bed. I felt terrible in the morning and I should’ve taken that as a sign to stay in bed and not go to school. There were quizzes in every class I had that day and at lunch when I thought I would find relieve for an hour by talking with my best friends I was bitterly disappointed. Ned had to make up a lab and some girl was sitting with Peter. I wouldn’t normally have let this bother me, until she leaned over and kissed him. I started to think about what I had heard him say the night before on the footage and decided Ned was wrong and he only said those things because he was grateful for the suit and it didn’t mean anything. On top of that Flash had sent someone after me after school. I don’t know how they found out all the information they had on me, but it did not end well. I came home with a busted lip and knuckles to match.

When Peter asked what was wrong I didn't really tell him what was bothering me, but instead told him I was just going to the roof and wanted to be left alone.

And so I went to the roof alone.

Tony’s p.o.v

“Hey guys where is Y/n? I haven’t seen her in a few hours. Did she come back from school Peter?”

“Yea Happy drove us both here. She was a little upset from school and told me she needed to cool off and that she would be on the roof.”

“Why would she be upset from school?” I asked.

“ I wasn’t there when it happened, but Ned told me someone went off on her talking about her mom and stuff. He wouldn’t tell me any details, but he said it was a pretty big fight.”

“I’ll go check on her.” I went to the roof and she wasn’t there.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. where is Y/n’s location?” I asked.

“That can not be determined Mr.Stark.”

“What do you mean can’t be determined?” I asked and my heart started to beat a little faster. I didn’t lose my daughter. That’s not possible.

I walked around on the roof to look for some kind of sign of her being up here. I rounded the corner from the little greenhouse she built up here.

My heart dropped.

OOOOOOOOO I think that’s a good place to leave the story for now ;)

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I SAW AN EPISODE OF LAW AND ORDER: SVU: “Babes”

With everything crazy happening in the world, it is important that we still depend on the little things that make everything feel right. For me, I know that I can always depend on classic episodes of Law and Order: Special Victims Unit to help me feel at home. There's something strangely soothing about Benson and Stabler working together to solve a sex crime. (And yes, I know that Christopher Meloni left the show nine years ago - as far as I'm concerned, the Stabler episodes are the only episodes that matter.) When it comes to rewatchable episodes of SVU, I always come back to “Babes," a season ten episode. So with nothing better to do, let me tell you why it is possibly the best episode of SVU ever created.

"Babes" starts with our usual fake-out cold open: characters just trying to enjoy a night out before stumbling on a gruesome crime scene and then we never see them again. This time, it's the last diners at a restaurant. Despite holding holding up the kitchen staff from going home, the gentleman on the date asks to order desserts (despite the fact that they seem to be eating salads) and suggests flambé because it's "exciting." The irate waiter tells them that "the only thing that's flaming is the maître d'."

Just then, a man on fire can be seen screaming and waving around just outside the restaurant. Yes, that's right: SVU set a man on fire and made a visual gag out of it. A poor bus boy throws pitchers of water on the man as he collapses dead into the restaurant.

Stabler and Munch arrive at the scene (Benson is at a conference for… some reason) and meet up with M.E. Warner, who shows them that our John Doe is not only charred to a crisp but is also missing his private parts. When Munch asks where the victim came from, Warner tells them with a straight face to "Follow the bloody brick road."

Someone give SVU's joke writer a raise because John Doe's not the only one who's on fire tonight.

Back at the station, Warner rehydrates his fingerprints (what?) and discovers his identity is that of a homeless man named John Galli. They visit Galli's father, played by Michael Badalucco, a man who hates cows more than coppers. Mr. Galli informs them that his son had been targeted by "Street Cleaners," a vigilante group that runs around beating up homeless people and posting videos of their exploits online. Planning a sting to catch the Street Cleaners in action, Tutuola suggests they "introduce them to the laziest, filthiest bum they've ever seen."

Smash cut to: Munch pretending to be a homeless wacko screaming conspiracy theories into the night. No joke, this edit is hilarious.

Anyway, the Street Cleaners run out to beat up Munch and are quickly arrested. The detectives take off the perps' ski masks and one of them is a girl. The music treats this reveal like it is the most shocking thing that could ever happen. Obviously, they didn't kill Galli - SVU always throws a red herring at you in the first ten minutes and this episode is no different.

Returning to the station, Stabler and Munch find a blowtorch that was found at the scene and can be traced back to the science lab at Blessed Heart High School. Their guide at the school is Max, the president of the school's chastity club (remember this for later), who informs them that the only student who has access to the lab after hours is senior Alec Bernardi. Stabler and Munch spot Alec, who immediately looks guilty and tries to escape the cafeteria. Munch tells Alec that he looks like someone lit a fire under his ass.

"Fire?" Alec asks, sweating. "I don't know anything about a fire."

Smooth, Alec, real smooth.

He's got a burn on his hand so it's obviously him. They bring him to the station for interrogation, where Benson returns from her conference just in time for Alec's mother Peggy to burst in. Peggy is played by the incredible Debi Mazar, so even though the episode was cruising along at a comfortable seven or eight, the energy level has now been dialed up to eleven. Alec is proud of mutilating and immolating Galli and reveals that he did it because Galli raped his little sister Tina and got her pregnant.

Benson speaks with Tina, who vehemently denies being raped. However, she is pregnant. Turns out, she seduced Galli to get pregnant on purpose because she and her friends are in… you guessed it… a pregnancy pact! That's right, this episode's ripped-from-the-headlines story is the Gloucester High School pregnancy pact, where a bunch of teenaged girls got pregnant on purpose.

Benson tells the girls that they are stupid. "What's the big deal?" one girl asks. "That vice president lady's daughter is gonna have a baby. Why can't we?"

The pact's ringleader is Fidelia Vidal, who is excited that she and her friends are "totally gonna be the hottest MILFs on the block." Her father, Not-Bobby Canavale, wants Benson to leave because she is scaring Fidelia with some truth talk. Suddenly, her boyfriend bursts in, having just heard the news of her pregnancy - and it's Max, the chastity club president. Oops. Fidelia's baby daddy is not Max but is instead a twenty-two-year-old rapper named Dizzer.

Let's talk about Dizzer. In an otherwise perfect episode of SVU, Dizzer is a straight-up garbage character. Dizzer is a white rapper who works at a place called Skribble Skratch Records. His motto, airbrushed on his shirt, is "reckin' decks 'n' gettin' sex" and he attempts to get a fist bump from Tutuola, calling him a "brother." Again, this guy is white and he is trying way too hard.

Stabler hands him a court order for a DNA test and the detectives leave to let Not-Bobby Canavale know that they're actually getting stuff done this episode and everything's going to be alright. Not-Bobby Canavale goes to Fidelia's room so they can go get the amniocentesis done and make a DNA match, but her door is locked. Stabler shoulders the door open because he's an animal and the parents and detectives are met with a disturbing sight:

Fidelia, dead, having hanged herself on her ceiling fan.

Obviously everyone is distraught and it's a genuinely shocking moment. Not-Bobby Canavale comforts Max, and Michael Badalucco is spotted moping in the crowd to remind us that he is still in this episode. Fidelia's mother lets the detectives know that someone online was calling Felida names like "slut" and "whore." The email address leads them back to Dizzer, but he denies having sent the harassing emails. His alibi is that he was taking part in a threesome in Brooklyn and reminds the detectives of his motto/airbrushed shirt. Tutuola looks ready to punch this man. The detectives take his phone into evidence and thankfully we don't have to deal with Dizzer ever again.

Tech agent Morales proves that the IP address actually came from an internet cafe and holy shit the culprit turns out to be none other than Peggy Bernardi, seen in some seriously unflattering ATM camera angles. Peggy proudly shows off a onesie for her new grandbaby that says "My grandma is a GILF" and high-fives Tina. When Stabler and Munch confront her about her harassing emails, Peggy goes off on a warpath about how Fidelia ruined her kids' lives and kicks the detectives out of her house. ADA Greylek suggests that they hit Peggy with criminal impersonation and reckless endangerment, among other charges, and Munch reminds the group that Peggy only used words against Fidelia and to arrest her would go against the first amendment. Good ol’ Munch, always a voice of reason. Before they have time to commit to what exactly they're arresting Peggy for, word comes in that a mob has formed outside Peggy's apartment, led by Not-Bobby Canavale. Stabler and Munch arrive to rescue-arrest Peggy.

On the stand, Peggy says that sending harassing emails to a hormonal teenaged girl was "just a goof." A large television is presented so that Peggy can awkwardly read her fake-teenage bibble-babble to the courtroom. We get to learn what "OMFG" and "STFU" mean. In her last message to Peggy, Fidelia writes that her "fath is knocking," implying that their conversation was ended because Not-Bobby Canavale was at the door. However, Tina suddenly comes to a realization and informs the courtroom that "FATH" actually stands for "first and true husband" in some dumb chastity club lingo.

Stabler and Munch realize that Fidelia's "FATH" was Max, who comes clean: when he realized that Fidelia had cheated on him and didn't love him, he killed her and faked her suicide. Case closed.

Max and Alec are put away for their crimes and Peggy is let go. ADA Greylick gives Peggy some unnecessary attitude and Peggy goes fully ballistic, strangling Greylek and screaming "I'm a good mother!" Greylek tells Stabler to "collar that bitch for assault" but Stabler sees poor Tina in tears, having witnessed everyone she knows and loves fall apart in front of her. Mr. Galli offers to take Tina in, given that she is pregnant with his grandchild, and promises to help her raise the baby. The episode ends on a rare moment of kindness.

So what makes "Babes" the best episode of Law and Order: SVU? The episode features a lot of "ripped-from-the-headlines" moments, from the Gloucester pregnancy pact to the the suicide of Megan Meier. There are some genuinely funny moments in the episode and the performances are pretty great, especially Debi Mazar. And while Benson isn't featured all that much, it's a pretty heavy Munch episode, and he's always great. The episode starts with a homeless man on fire with his penis chopped off and still somehow finds a way to get more crazy by the end. "Babes" is a season ten episode, which means it's SVU in their bonkers prime, a few seasons before Stabler left but long enough into the show's run for them to feel blindly confident in what they were doing. If you are able to stream this episode, I highly recommend checking it out - it will almost definitely improve your day.

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