#and we're posing practically on each other's laps

[grimandghoulish]

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[thebreadvansstuff]

For the send me a line thing <3

"Starting without me? You're that desperate for it?"

Public sex, exhibitionism

"Lou, look! A photobooth!" Harry exclaims as they stroll around the mall, tugging Louis' hand.

Louis chuckles heartily. "Yes, baby, I can see that. You don't have to pull me," he jokes good-naturedly.

"C'mon we should take photos!" Harry says excitedly as they approach the booth.

Louis shakes his head fondly. As if he could ever deny him.

"I think I have some change in my wallet," he says, digging into his pocket for it.

Harry seems giddy as they step into the booth, Louis dropping the coins into the slit and reading the instructions on the screen.

"Alright, get on my lap. We can't fit in here," Louis points out and Harry practically jumps onto him, a pure and unabashed display of his enthusiasm.

They pose for the photos, one of them hugging with their cheeks squished together, another one of Harry pecking Louis' jaw, and the last one of them kissing while smiling.

"Get up now, let's get the photos," Louis says with a gentle pat on Harry's bum.

However, Harry remains seated on him. "No, let's take some more," he protests with a pout.

"More people could be waiting to take their photos, babe," Louis reasons, squeezing Harry's waist.

Harry shakes his head. "It's almost closing time. We're probably the only ones left here."

Louis can see the way Harry's eyes light up with each word, like he's making a connection in his brain. "What is it?" Louis asks curiously.

"I have an idea," Harry whispers with a smirk. "Go get our photos outside and I'll put some more coins."

Louis huffs as he stands up, the confined space barely allowing him and Harry to stand so close to each other before he draws the curtain open and steps out.

When he steps in again, Harry is unzipping his jeans, and Louis blinks at him for a moment, before thinking to close the curtain behind him.

"What are you doing?" he asks.

Harry looks up as he pulls down his trousers, now only in his boxers, obviously tented. "Told you I had an idea," he shrugs.

Louis rolls his wrist. "Go on," he says.

"What if you fucked me on camera?" Harry suggests nonchalantly, like he's talking about the weather.

Louis blinks. "What if I what?"

Harry grabs Louis' hand, pulls him closer. It's a tight squeeze, and more than a little awkward what with Harry's jeans pooled around his ankles and Louis stumbling onto the single seat.

"I want to take some photos with you inside of me," Harry whispers as he kneels in front of Louis. He can barely fit, so Louis spreads his legs to accommodate him.

It's a hot visual, and by now it's pure instinct for Louis to grip Harry's hair and pull him forwards.

"We'll get caught," Louis warns, though he cannot deny the way his cock start to stir in his pants.

Harry shakes his head, rubbing his cheek against Louis' crotch in the process. "We won't. There's no one around. And I'm wearing a plug." He says the last part with the cheeky wink.

"So you're starting without me, are you? You're that desperate for it?" Louis raises his brow. Harry shrugs, cheeks pinkening.

"Just imagine how hot it will be to have these pictures with me on your lap..." Harry trails off as he slowly unbuttons Louis' pants. "They'll look so innocent, and no one will know our secret," he adds as he looks up through his sinfully long eyelashes.

Louis lifts his hips to assist Harry, and he pulls both his pants and boxers down in one go. "No one will know you were fucking me," he finishes with a lick of his lips, before he's taking Louis in his mouth.

"Oh shit...yes, baby," Louis sighs blissfully, letting his eyes fall shut. There's a nagging thought in the back of his head that they could be caught at any time, but right now it seems more thrilling rather than concerning.

"Get me hard so I can fuck you good," he urges, and Harry relaxes his throat around Louis, taking him in deeper.

Harry moans around Louis' cock, the heel of his hand pressing down onto his own dick.

It doesn't take long for Louis to fully harden and Harry to become proper desperate for it. Soon enough they're shuffling around, pulling Harry's boxers down and carefully taking out the plug before he's seating himself on Louis' lap.

"C'mon, babe," Louis encourages, holding his cock still as Harry slides down. He bottoms out with a huff and a low moan, barely remembering to conceal it.

"We've got to be quick," Louis says as he grabs Harry's hips, thrusting up experimentally.

"Yes," Harry pants, slowly but surely starting to swivel his hips. "Oh god," he moans as their pace picks up.

They plastic chair is making a screeching sound, the whole booth probably shaking with their movements. "Fuck, this feels so good," Harry whines, "so naughty."

Louis groans his agreement, and he's certain that if someone were to walk past, they would hear them, but he can't give a fuck about that possibility when Harry's so tight and wet around him.

"Quick, Lou," Harry breathes, "Click the button, I'm not going to last."

He has started bouncing frantically now, hair flying with it. Louis presses his sweaty forehead against the back of Harry's neck. "Me neither," he confesses.

It takes considerable effort to reach for the screen and press the button, and then the countdown begins. Harry doesn't slow down, and when their picture is captured, it's blurry.

"Try to stay still, love," Louis nearly begs, so close to his orgasm but holding out for the sake of the photographs.

"Quick," Harry gasps, stilling on Louis' lap as the countdown begins.

The second photo comes clear, but their flushed cheeks and sweaty hair is just as clear.

"Last one," Louis announces as Harry bounces again, probably hitting his spot, judging by the way he keens, uncaring about the noise.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he whines. "Lou, come in me, please?"

Louis groans as he thrusts up hard, and the fire in his stomach explodes at the same time that Harry screams over the characteristic click of their photo being snapped.

They slump down into a big, sweaty mess, trying to regain their breath. They only start dressing when they hear the announcement that the mall will be closing in five minutes.

When they're half-presentable, they step outside and Louis grabs the pictures. Harry squints down at them.

"Is that what I look like when I'm coming?" he points and they both break into laughter.

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[walshparker]

in character task 006 — interrogations, murder investigation development

date: wednesday, december 13th, 2023

parker got the distinct feeling that agents choi, murray, and brown did not like her.

she waited in her seat, eyes moving about the room, as choi settled in again. he'd been the one to call herself and jennifer, the family lawyer, in, holding the door open until they'd made their way inside. no one spoke; the others only eyed the two of them, undoubtedly scrutinizing their put-togetherness. parker had never let them see her sweat, physically or otherwise. that might've made someone else feel confident or at ease, but she knew there was a possibility it'd mean they only pushed her harder. if their stony expressions were anything to go by, they would.

swiftly enough, they'd been offered water, which parker was quick to accept. anything to keep her eyes on or allow her a second to think—though she was sure they'd be keeping their eyes out for that.

"thank you for speaking with us again, miss walsh and miss anders," choi announced as he forewent a seat and leaned against the desk opposite of them. "if you're ready, we can get started."

"by now, we're sure you've been made aware of the development in greer morrison's case. did you have any reason to suspect greer was dead before this news came to light?"

a heavy sigh left parker's barely-parted lips as she reached to take a newly filled cup of water from brown. her lips curled into a meek grin of thanks before she brought it up for a long sip. "well," she began, both hands grasping the cup and settling in her lap, "after a while it's only natural to think, even if you don't want to." parker looked to jennifer, who gave a small nod of encouragement. she knew her part as well as parker knew hers—legitimate legal counsel, but also the supporting character to parker's clueless, sob-story, bland-sandwich lead. "let me specify," choi continued, "is there any other reason you might've thought greer had been murdered before the change in the case was announced?" that made parker take pause. she'd known what they meant, but was hoping her answer would suffice. it hadn't. still, she'd prepared for this. she and jen. "nothing outside of penny and ida's own unfortunate deaths." her eyes moved from one agent, to the next, to the next. it was hard to contain the minor bite in her tone, like they should've been able to prevent them. because they should've. "should i be worried about being on campus?" parker posed. she wanted their answers as much as they probably wanted hers. choi studied her back, neither wavering. "that's what we're trying to figure out, miss walsh."

"speaking of penelope klein and ida clarke, where were you when each of them was found?"

parker's gaze turned towards murray, who was apparently handling this side of the conversation. "when penny was found outside, i was in the basement, looking for the breaker. trying to get the lights back on." her eyes briefly squeezed shut, not wanting to answer as far as ida and the commons were concerned. the memory made her heart palpitate and placing herself at the scene wasn't exactly ideal. but everyone had been there. they probably knew everyone had been there, given the EMTs that'd checked everyone out. "as for ida, i was on the top floor of the commons, sort of in the mix with everyone, when someone screamed. they saw her at the bottom of the stairs." parker's gaze fell to her lap and she look another sip of water. in her periphery she could see jennifer tuck some hair behind one ear. "practically all of the students were there, but no one really saw what happened. if she fell, or..." a lump caught in her throat, unprompted but, apparently, perfect. jen's hand returned to her lap without voicing a comment. meanwhile, a small panic—or maybe dread—began to burn in parker's chest.

"do you know why students were there when they should’ve been at the commencement gala?"

"a text message went out telling everyone to go," parker shrugged, "and curiosity always wins out with that sort of thing." "a text from who?" murray followed up, leaning forward a touch. behind the desk, she almost couldn't see the notepad that rested in their lap. "i don't know, i didn't have the number saved." her voice stayed level, like it was just a normal thing to get random student body-wide text blasts about after parties. like the messenger wasn't intentionally entwining greer's circumstances with parker's—and everyone else's—to prevent anyone from talking. "do you still have it?" brown considered aloud. "if you feel the need to look through miss walsh's messages, you can get a court order. though, you'd probably need to do so for the entire student body, as there's no reason hers would be of any specific interest," jennifer was quick to remind. brown nodded in understanding and glanced down at their notes.

"what do you know about the nature of greer’s relationship with penelope klein?"

"nothing, really." the quick turnaround of the question—the consistent monotone that fueled each question about her dead friends and classmates—made something in parker snap. it was so clinical, which felt incredibly offensive. "well, outside of their text message printouts that flooded the commons before the fire." her eyes flickered between the agents. "but i'm assuming you already know about those." or are you as incompetent as everyone thinks? the corner of brown's lip twitched. choi tapped the end of a pen against their knee. though she'd kept her tone neutral, the second slip of bitterness was clear. which wasn't good for her overall, but at least had felt good in the moment. "can you recall what the printouts said?" choi followed up. fuck. parker drew a slow breath, gaze moving to the ceiling as she recalled the general idea. there was no getting out of answering at this point. "greer had said, fuck you, i hope this place burns to the ground around you, or something along those lines. and that's it." "do you know who put those printouts in the commons?" brown interjected next, to which parker snapped in their direction a solid, "no." jennifer quietly cleared her throat and she knew this was the beginning of a tail spin.

"what was your relationship with greer like?"

"miss walsh has already described their relationship to you, agents," jennifer calmly reminded them. her swiftness in answering told parker not to add even a single word. so, again, those across the table pivoted. they were a rubber band, snapping back with great speed. applying pressure. probably pissing her off on purpose—and it was working.

"are you aware of any information about greer morrison that has come to light in the past year that you haven’t shared? are you sure you've told us everything you remember?

the questions had gone from general to pointed. calm to rapid. but this wasn't the final scene in legally blonde. parker wasn't going to be pressured by their hasty explanation of the first cardinal rule of perm maintenance. they'd just made her angry—and it didn't have to be that way. "yes." parker leaned forward in her seat in the same manner choi had when he asked the question. she hadn't intended on saying it to their faces when she'd walked into the room, but... "and even though i've loathed every second of getting nowhere in here, i'll also remember that i said fuck you to a private investigator when they accused me of withholding information that could help one of my best friends." "look, we're—" "fuck you." it wasn't grit between her teeth, but outright. putting her water in one hand, parker placed the other on the arm of her chair and stood up. she left unceremoniously, jennifer in tow.

[laladellakang]

sunghoon started it

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2022.04.18

italics dialogue = english

requested!

della birthday chapter!

more of the boys bickering for della's attention

i have writer's block 😩

"Guys, we're in one room," Sunoo spoke up.

"You didn't say anything," Jungwon replied. "Where is Della, anyway?"

"In the other bathroom," Heeseung and Niki said together.

"Sunghoon- please practice your rap right now, I'm soo curious," Jay grinned.

"No way!" the others whined at Sunghoon's rejection.

"I'll show you my song!" Jay tried to negotiate.

"No way, it's embarrassing- hi, my love!" Sunghoon shouted when he heard Della open the bathroom door.

"Hi, darling," Della walked over to sit on his lap. Oh did that boost his ego.

"Hah!" he pointed to his members.

"Della- out of all the times that you could've sat on his lap, you chose now," Sunoo sighed.

"But.. but.." Jake gestured to his lap while looking at her with puppy-dog-eyes.

"Oh my God," Jay, Niki and Jungwon gave the guy a judging gaze. Jake's realisation came not long after, making him scream and cover his face behind Jungwon's back.

"Poor Jakey," Della chuckled while brushing through his hair. "By the way, why? What's wrong with me sitting here?"

"The usual," Heeseung didn't need to say much.

"Ahh okay.." she nodded in slowly. "Bye oppa," she teased by trying to stand up.

"No!" Sunghoon let out a high-pitched squeal while holding her close. The members laughed at the unexpected sound.

"'No!'" Jay and Jungwon imitated.

"Wait- Hyung, it's Della's birthday. She is allowed to change seats if she wishes," Niki pointed out. "'I wanna sit on Riki's lap' okay Lala!" he said in a high-pitched voice before replying to himself and stealing Della from Sunghoon's. The others were too amused to do anything but laugh.

"'No, I wanna sit with Heeseung-oppa. He's the most loving, best, handsomest-'"

"'No, I change my mind. I think Jaeyun-oppa has the most comfortable lap, so I wanna sit there,'" Della scoffed a little at the 'Jaeyun-oppa.'

"Guys- it's like.. six minutes 'til our anniversary and you're bickering," Della sighed, leaning comfortably on Niki.

"Sunghoon-hyung started it," Sunoo blurted.

"Yah!" Sunghoon raised his fist to the younger's direction.

"Didn't this happen on our 100 days too?" Jungwon laughed.

"But Jungwon-ah, this is not just a milestone. This is Lala's birthday too," Jay explained. "At least we were civil on our 200th day."

For a while, the eight kind of forgot about their childish exchange. They started talking about their milestones and looked back into their relationship over the past year (and couple of months).

They were really enjoying it. They laughed, they cringed, they tried to defend their (and at times, each others') actions- they forgot that they were actually 'counting down' to midnight.

"Oh shit! Happy birthday, Lala!" Sunoo was the first to realise six minutes past twelve. "Happy anniversary!" he rushed to give her a large hug, knocking both of them to the side due to her unstable 'seat.'

"Ah! Kim Sunoo!" Sunghoon had to deal with the duo's weight, but he didn't do much to stop it. "Happy birthday and one year, Lala!" he joined in on the hug, instead.

"Happy birthday and happy anniversary, Lala-chan!" Niki climbed on top of them.

"Wait wait, hamburger! Hamburger! Get on the floor!" Jay instructed. Jungwon giggled before quickly grabbing a pillow from his bed to protect Della's front.

"Hamburger!" it started with (obviously) Della, then Niki, then Sunghoon, Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunoo and Jungwon.

"Aghh! Happy birthday and happy anniversary!"

Enha looked especially cute (and weird) that day. All eight were stuck at the hip. They were together everywhere they went, only separating when Della had to do her V-Live, but even then they came to visit. All seven of them.

In addition to that, they all shared pictures during their fancy dinner that night.

While some of them posing with a gesture that Sunghoon unconsciously did during his rap- which, yes, he did end up doing in front of everyone. It was only fair since everyone else presented their gifts together.

All eight members updated their socials twice. One birthday post on Twitter and one on Weverse. OT8 shippers and Engenes, in general, were fed a lot.

The boys might bicker a lot and (apart from Heeseung) will never admit it, yet deep down, they know that they secretly love their relationship. It's truly the best option for them.

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[masterjedilenawrites]

The Batch Family: The Costume

Part of my Bad Batch AU: "The Batch Family." Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, Echo, and Crosshair are children being raised by single mom Beth in a modern Earth setting. This will be a collection of short stories spanning a few different age groups and posted in a random order. [Collection Masterlist]

Word count: 2.7k | Bad Batch ages: Child (11 y/o)

The Costume | Tensions are high when Hunter and Crosshair want to be the same thing for Halloween.

* * * For the Batch boys, October 30th was just as fun and important a date as the 31st. As had been tradition for several years now, this was the day they got to show off the Halloween costumes they'd spent most of the month secretly making for themselves.

Beth was always so impressed by what they came up with, she wasn't sure how they did it. For one, it wasn't easy keeping a project under wraps in such a small, cramped house, especially when they were limited to what they could get with a ten dollar allowance or things they already owned. And for another, the amount of creativity and care they each put in often rivaled her own. She was grateful her inability to afford new trendy costumes like other parents didn't seem to matter, not when compared to the thrill of sneaking around and getting awed reactions from everyone.

This year promised to be another impressive showcase. They all had been practically bouncing with eagerness all week as they made finishing touches. So Beth sat eagerly on the couch, a Halloween playlist going in the background, and a bowl of candy in her lap to help pass the time while her sons got changed. They were each holed up in a different room of the house, and since Tech had said his would take the longest, he'd be the first to kick off the fashion show.

"Ready!" his excited shout eventually came. The other four echoed they were all set, too, and Beth held up her phone to start recording.

"Okay, Tech, let's see it!" she called for him.

Within seconds, Tech had made his way from the bathroom and struck a pose in front of her. Beth's face lit up with a wide smile. The boy had not only painted the jacket and hat he was wearing, but also his face. He held up an empty picture frame to complete the look.

"Ah, Van Gogh!" she laughed. "Tech, dear, that's so good!"

She motioned for him to come closer so she could further look over his handiwork, all the careful brushstrokes to make himself look like the self-portrait the artist was known for.

"We're learning about him in school," Tech beamed.

"And you look just like his painting." Beth gave him a little squeeze and then made room for him to join her on the couch.

"Okay, Wreck is next, right?" she called out.

Wrecker had insisted he needed to change outside. The slider to the back was already open, and she expected him to immediately come through, but apparently his journey had to be in character.

"Ooh, a zombie!" she smiled as Wrecker eventually made his way inside. He had his body contorted and was dragging one foot as he stumbled dramatically forward.

"Why are you covered in dirt?" Tech asked.

"Because," Wrecker slurred in what was seemingly his zombie voice, "I just crawled out of my grave..."

Beth tried not to wince at the dirt he was tracking in, or the clothes he had torn up.

"Well you definitely nailed the undead look." She raised a hand for him to high-five, and giggled as he swung a limp arm up to clap it. But she stopped him before he took a seat on the couch next to her and Tech. "I think maybe zombies shouldn't sit down."

Wrecker just shrugged and took to slowly pacing around the room instead.

"Alright. Echo? You ready?"

The third boy marched out from one of the bedrooms, decked out in a very dandy get-up. Fake buckles on his dress shoes, a ruffled napkin as a cravat, a wig repurposed from a previous costume, and a hat with a large feather. But perhaps the best part was the spray-painted hook that was duct-taped onto his stump of a right arm.

"Wow! Captain Hook!" Beth stood to get some better angles on the video she was taking. Even Wrecker stopped his method acting to admire Echo.

"Hey, that's pretty accurate," Tech agreed.

Echo blushed a little, trying to shrug off the compliments but still enjoying them. "I wanted to get that crocodile stuffed animal we saw at Target, but I spent everything on the quill instead."

"Yeah, good call. The hook, too, that's perfect...."

Beth reached out to inspect the hook on his arm, discovering it was the dough hook from her stand mixer that she'd been missing for the past week. Echo gave her a sheepish look, but she just made a teasing tsk-tsk and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"Okay, shall we call for Hunter now?"

They reconvened on the sofa as they waited for the next brother to make his way out.

Hunter usually went for some kind of adventurous hero, like an astronaut or army man, so it was no surprise to see him come out as Robin Hood. He had kept elements from his Indiana Jones costume from last year, and added a green vest and the signature green cap.

"Very nice," Beth clapped while the other boys gave him a thumbs up. Hunter posed with his slingshot, an old Christmas gift Beth could've sworn she'd tried to get rid of once.

"And look," he said, jiggling the pouches that hung at his hips, the sound of coins rustling through. "It's all the money I stole from the rich."

"Clever!"

"You can give it to me," Wrecker garbled, returning to character and starting to chase Hunter. "I'm poor. A poor, sad corpse..."

"Stand back, fearsome beast!" Hunter poised his slingshot in front of him. "You are no match for the merry men!"

"Did someone say beast? En garde!" Echo joined in, waving his hook about. Wrecker started hissing and growling while they pretended to fight each other. Beth snapped her fingers to get their attention.

"Timeout on the acting, boys. Let's not make Crosshair wait any longer."

The three of them rushed to the couch, including Wrecker, but at this point he'd deposited enough dirt around the living room that Beth gave up on trying to contain him.

"Okay, last but not least... Cross!"

The last of the brothers made his way from her bedroom at the end of the hall and proudly turned the corner to make his entrance for them. Unfortunately, Beth was only treated to his pleasant smile for a few seconds. As soon as he caught sight of Hunter, his face immediately contorted into a scowl.

"No," he whined in protest. "Whyyy?"

Hunter laughed as he stood up to stand by his brother. "No way, you picked Robin Hood too? That's hilarious."

Crosshair's rendition of the heroic outlaw wasn't as ostentatious as Hunter's, but perhaps more practical. He had a hooded cape and robes in more muted, woodsy colors. And strapped across his back was a quiver of homemade arrows, and a crude bow to match.

"Aw, Cross, I love it." Beth tried to give some reassurance before he could get too grumpy. Sadly, it was too late.

"No! It's not fair. We can't be the same thing."

"Why not?"

"Because," he said, as if that word alone was reason enough. He set his hands on his hips and glared at his brother. "Take it off, Hunter."

"What? No. You take yours off."

"I've been working on this for months." Crosshair held up his bow, which looked like some kind of stick he'd sanded down and painted. "You don't even have it right. Robin Hood doesn't use a slingshot."

"Says who?" Hunter retorted. "He can use whatever weapon he wants. There's no rules. Besides, you aren't wearing his hat."

"Mom, make him take it off!"

"Cross..." she said in an all-too-familiar tone. The one she used whenever any of them were being unreasonable.

"But he always gets his way!"

Beth stood up, setting her gaze sharply as another warning. "There's nothing wrong with you both wearing the same costume."

"Yeah," Echo said from beside her. "Maybe you could be one of the merry men?"

His suggestion was meant to be helpful, but the death glare Crosshair set on him made Echo immediately back off.

"If Hunter won't change, then I quit."

"Quit?" Tech asked.

"Halloween!" Crosshair practically growled before storming off down the hall.

"You can't quit Halloween," Tech scoffed, even though Cross wasn't there to hear him. But then Tech looked up their mom with a worried look. "Can he?"

Beth had her lips pursed in annoyance. It hadn't felt like that long ago that she'd had a serious talk with them all about their attitudes, how the teasing and arguments between them had to stop, how they needed to act like brothers who loved each other dammit. Maybe they'd been too young for the message to really settle in.

She started gathering up her candy wrappers, not looking at any of them as she calmly explained, "We're a family. We celebrate together. If one of you isn't going to participate, then no one does."

As expected, there were some very vocal reactions to that plan.

"Huh?"

"No..."

"That's not fair."

"Mom, please!"

She paused before heading into the kitchen to start dinner. "Then you'd all better figure out how to get along."

That was really the intent behind her decision. She never wanted to be the parent that "canceled" holidays or special events just because she got upset at her kids. That really wasn't fair, and it really wasn't about her own feelings. She wasn't oblivious to the tension that had been developing between Hunter and Crosshair lately. But it was something she knew the two of them would need to rectify between themselves. There was only so much coddling and lecturing she could do before it was up to them to decide how to treat each other. Perhaps this was finally the moment they needed.

* * *

Crosshair sat on the edge of his bed, willing himself not to cry. Crying was stupid, and the situation was already stupid enough. His bow and quiver and cloak lay abandoned in the far corner of the room, thrown there in a huff as soon as he'd locked himself in. He looked over at the heap forlorn. All that hard work... for nothing.

Echo, Tech, and Wrecker all pounded on the door, calling out different reasons why he needed to stop being ridiculous. Ha, Crosshair frowned, so he was the ridiculous one? Figured. They always took Hunter's side. They agreed with Hunter's ideas and backed him up in disagreements and never gave Crosshair the benefit of any doubt. He was tired of not getting his way for once.

A noise came from behind him, and he turned to find Hunter jimmying open the window from the outside. Only the two of them knew how to get that window to open from the outside, not even their other roommate Echo knew about it. Crosshair turned back to continue sulking as Hunter clambered through.

"Hey," Hunter said as he awkwardly sat on the bed opposite him. "So... Mom said if you're not celebrating Halloween, then none of us are."

Crosshair remained silent, though he was surprised. Their mom didn't usually do such things. He wondered if she was serious or would change her mind later. He knew how much she loved seeing their costumes and taking them trick-or-treating, how she beamed whenever they got compliments.

"So..." Hunter tried again. "I was thinking... you can be Robin Hood. And I'll be Little John."

Crosshair finally looked up at his brother. "No one will know the difference."

"Sure they will. You have the bow and everything. You can even have my hat."

Hunter took off the cap and tried to hand it over.

"I don't want your hat."

"Come on, Cross. I'm trying to help. You know Mom doesn't like it when we fight."

Crosshair returned to staring at the floor.

"And the others have such good costumes. They worked so hard. It's not fair if they can't wear them, either."

"I worked hard on mine too," Crosshair said quietly, feeling that lump return to his throat and forcing it back down. "But it doesn't matter because you did the exact same thing so it's not special."

"Well it's not like I copied you." Hunter couldn't help but get defensive. It was frustrating how stubborn his brother could be. "So we had the same idea. So what. That just means we're the cool ones."

Crosshair rolled his eyes, though he supposed he did feel a little better about Hunter admitting he was cool. And the idea of him being the sidekick to his Robin Hood was starting to grow on him....

"Fine," he finally rasped out. "But you have to make sure everyone knows you're Little John and I'm Robin Hood."

It was Hunter's turn to give an eye roll, but he did it with a playful smirk. "Okay, sure. I'll wear a name tag, how's that?"

Crosshair chuckled with him. He watched as Hunter went to the corner to help pick up the cape and arrows. He was glad he was getting to wear his costume, but he did feel a little embarrassed about the scene he had made. It didn't quite feel as good, like he hadn't really earned it. And there were still all those unspoken things between him and Hunter.

But in the true nature of a juvenile boy, those deeper things were pushed aside in favor of moving on with the moment. Crosshair quickly reassembled his ensemble and led Hunter out of their room to be met with cheers from the other brothers in the hall.

"Yes!" Wrecker hollered. "Mom! Halloween's back on!"

"Thank god..." Echo muttered, while eyeing Crosshair and Hunter suspiciously.

"That wasn't cool," Tech stated plainly before picking up his picture frame and walking away.

Crosshair ignored them all and sought out his mom, who was filing a pot with water at the kitchen sink. He noticed her shoulders were sunken and the frown lines at her mouth more prominent. He quickly wrapped his arms around her just as she looked over at him with questioning eyes.

"I'm sorry, Momma," he whispered into her shoulder.

She sighed and slung her free arm around him in return, awkwardly tapping the quiver of arrows on his back.

"Please stop fighting with your brothers, sweetheart," she whispered back to him, knowing he didn't like the others to hear her nickname for him. "You know not everything is a competition, right?"

He pulled away and nodded up at her. "Yeah...."

She looked at him for a moment, knowing there was more that could be said but not asking for it. Eventually she just smiled before booping his nose and turning back to turn off the faucet.

And then a sudden pair of hands grasped her from behind, causing her to jump with a shriek and almost spill the pot of water. Crosshair was laughing beside her, not the culprit. She spun to find Wrecker was the one who had snuck up.

"Must... eat... your brains..." he droned, holding his arms in front of him in classic zombie fashion.

"Have no fear, fair maiden!" Hunter exclaimed as he jumped into the room. He handed Crosshair his bow. "We will rescue you!"

"Not so fast, Robin Hood," came Echo from behind. He held himself like a fencer, only with his hooked arm held out instead of a sword. "You and your merry men stole one of my precious paintings. Release the Van Gogh back to me, thieves!"

There was a faint objection from Tech in the next room about how he didn't want to be stolen, but the others didn't seem to hear. Crosshair knocked an arrow onto the string of his bow; Beth was relieved to see that he couldn't actually draw it back, but she did make a mental note to have the arrow tips flattened a bit more before they went trick-or-treating the next night.

"Never! That art belongs to the people!" Crosshair declared as he and Hunter chased Echo out of the kitchen, and Wrecker slowly followed after them groaning and gurgling.

Beth merely shook her head, glad that things were as they ought to be between her boys once more.

At least for now. Who knew what petty squabbles would start up during their other Halloween tradition, the Great Candy Exchange....

[forcebewitht]

Hearts And Spades And Friendship With Games (Disneyland: Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade x MC!Reader) 

The time had finally arrived. You had been waiting for this day for a long time. After a good bit of convincing on both Ace and Deuce's ends for the upcoming spring season, you had convinced the pair to travel with yourself and Grim over to a very magical place- Disneyland. You had been gushing about wishing to go ever since you had heard mentions of the place- after all, there was nothing like that back where you were from. So, here you were. You were now sitting upon a bus and happily chirping away to both Grim and Deuce. Grim was beside you in your seat while Deuce and Ace were directly across from you. Ace snorted after a while, shaking his head and glancing over at you. "I can't believe you're this choked up about a kid's park. Pffft- how childish! Haha!" Deuce sighed and shook his head, sending his fellow friend a glare. "And yet, you agreed to come with us. So, maybe it isn't as childish as you claim." The boys were already beginning to bicker back and forth. Grim shifted over to rest within your lap, gazing up at you happily. "Nyaaaahhaaaa! This is gonna be fun, y'know! Think of all the food! La la la~" You couldn't help but to release a giggle at the monster beneath you, now lightly petting him upon the head. "I am really excited about this, Grim! It seemed so...magical when everyone started talking about it! Hehe." Deuce soon looked over at you with a wide smile, his eyes lighting up and practically dazzling in the sunlight from the outside of the bus. "We're gonna get lots of pictures and souvenirs, okay? I'm going to find something extra special for my mom while we are there." Ace shook his head and snickered, glancing on over at his friend again. "Pleeaaassseeeee. I'll just be on the lookout for some princess material ladies. Hehe." After an eyebrow arch from you, Ace rose his hands in defense and laughed. "I'm kidddddiinngggg, [Y/n]. You're more close to queen material, anyways. Haha!" 

Right as you were about to retort, the bus screeched to a stop. The doors slowly opened, multiple other park-goers now making their way out into the land. Your little ragtag group was the last to get off. You allowed your eyes to widen in wonder and curiosity at the sight of the grand park. Deuce seemed to smile as he gazed up at the grand castle, as though a memory was playing through his head. Grim leapt out and jumped onto your shoulder to get a better view, already singing out his joy. Ace was the last to get off. He seemed to be a bit more passive about it, but you would be lying if you said you didn't see a sparkle in his eyes as well. The four of you now began to walk over to the main entrance with the rest of the crowd. Multiple occurrences began to hit your senses all at once. Children laughing joyfully filled your ears, the sizzling sensations of nearby food trucks wafted out into the air and graced your nostrils with its presence, and the bright and cheerful colors of the park all melded together into one gregarious scene. A warm smile tugged at your lips at the sights. A costumed man suddenly stepped up behind the four of you. The four of you turn around to face him and begin to chat. The fellow waves his hand, sparkles raining down from his fingertips. Four little headbands of sorts appeared upon the head of yourself and that of your friends. A cute little headband with mouse ears and a red polka dot bow popped itself onto Ace's head. For Deuce, another little headband with mouse ears- except with a. starry, deep blue, mini wizard's hat. For Grim, a cute little headband with a sailor's cap had popped onto his head. And finally, for yourself, a pair of white gloved hands that stuck out on either side of your head like ears upon a black headband was conjured onto your head.

Ace began to whine about his headband having a bow on it, to which the staff member laughed. He explained that the headbands were complementary and strode off. You gently poked at one of the hands upon your own headband and giggled. Grim leapt around with his sailor's hat on for joy, already making a beeline for a food stand. Given prompting from yourself, Ace and Deuce soon followed you as you chased after Grim. The monster had grabbed a little ice cream bar in the shape of a mouse's head and was now eating it happily. The rest of you soon followed suit, already snapping a few pictures away and settling down onto a bench. Once the bars were done, the four of you arose and began to travel around to different stands. A roller coaster with water included by the name of Splash Mountain was soon selected, the four of you joyously laughing or groaning out after being soaked so much. After that, a frightening stroll through the Haunted Mansion was taken. The effect of the walk-in "ride" of sorts seemed to have greatly improved over the years- for Ace had leapt into Deuce's arms a couple of times in his own fright. You had to hold Deuce back from punching a few of the more particularly scary creatures in the face while Grim nearly lit the entire mansion on fire. More rides were traveled on, such as Big Thunder Mountain Railroad (Deuce screamed something about his magic bike during that one), some Pirates Of The Caribbean ride (Ace imitated a pirate the entire time and laughed about Jack's Halloween idea from before), Finding Nemo Submarine Voyage (Grim kept saying something about finding a live tuna and eating it), and many more. But nothing seemed to excite the pair of boys more than when your group finally made their way over to the Wonderland themed area. Ace and Deuce were both beside themselves in their joy. Ace madly tapped both you and Deuce on the shoulder, pointing at a nearby costumed park worker. "Look at that card suit guy! I wonder how they get those costumes so exact?!" Deuce followed his gaze, already pulling out his phone and turning to the both of you with a wide smile. "Let's go get a picture!" A giggle from yourself and a shake of your head is all that's given. You soon follow the pair over, Grim slowly making his way over behind you (he had to make sure people didn't step on him a lot). Ace soon grinned wildly and turned to you, eyeballing your form. "Ohhhhhh yeah. That'll be awesome." You couldn't help but to feel worried at the look on Ace's face. The Card Soldier slammed his staff down upon the ground, a dazzling ruby light now surrounding your form. Once the light cleared, you found yourself in an almost identical Card Soldier suit- but yours was red while the worker's was black. The worker gave a nod with another pair of slams of his staff in a farewell, now walking over to greet more park goers. Deuce pumped his fist into the air at the sight of you. "Aaaahhhh- you look so awesome, Prefect! This'll be perfect!" You couldn't help but to grin at the sight of yourself now in the suit, slamming your own makeshift staff upon the ground to accompany the look. Grim laughed and took Deuce's phone, now leaping up onto a high enough ledge to take a picture. He grinned brightly, making motions for all of you to make a pose. "Alright! Nyaha! Everybody say- hearts and spades!" All three of you copied what Grim had said and posed. Once a few pictures were snapped, you found the costume upon you began to slowly melt off of your form. A singular red rose was now upon your top with a miniature card with a heart upon it now clipped onto it in the costume’s place. 

By now, the sun was beginning to set. Grim stayed down below and got a few more bites to eat while the three of you went onto a ferris wheel. The sun was now slowly beginning to set, painting the sky a vibrant array of warm colors. You sighed out in bliss, allowing your chin to cradle within your hand. Ace and Deuce both glanced at each other for a moment and then looked on over at you. Almost immediately, both of their expressions seemed to soften. Ace was the first one to speak up, confident and boisterous as ever. "Hey, Prefect- I have something I want to tell you." Deuce choked a bit on the air and blushed, now gazing at you as well within your seat. "S-so do I! Ahem." You couldn't help but to arch a brow again, peering on over at the two boys. Your gaze flickered between the two of them, their skin seeming to glow and sparkle in the cascading sunlight behind you. At the exact same time, the pair looked up at you and spoke, "I love you, [Y/n]." Ace's expression was rather warm yet still held a flicker of his normal mischief within them. Deuce's expression was all around warm and rather soft in comparison to his normal outbursts of anger from time to time. They both soon began to blush and allowed their eyes to widen at their realization of their exact same statements. Ace and Deuce met gazes for a moment. They glared playfully at each other for a moment and then brought their intense gazes back to you. Your eyes slightly watered as you sniffed and wiped a free tear away, your smile now extending from ear to ear. You brought them both into an embrace, grinning sweetly in the sunset. "...Don't worry. I love you too, boys." Both boys seemed to exhale in relief. Ace raised an eyebrow at Deuce to which Deuce nodded. They both leaned in at the same time, kissing you on the cheek. As you froze and a blush began to spread across your cheeks, they both took their own moments to sweetly kiss you upon your lips in kind. Ace's kiss was fierce- all around passionate and a bit salty to the taste. Deuce's, on the other hand, combated Ace's kiss on the opposing spectrum. A sensation of overwhelming sweetness and a gentle touch was the kiss Deuce gave to you, truly displaying how much the male had changed at heart. You brought both of the boy's into a hug, the pair now settling within your arms. As the sun began to fully disappear beyond the reaches of the park, there was one thing you had to admit. This day had been filled with sugar, a bit of spice...but was all around nice. And the magic was just beginning. 💫

((Hey hey, lovely Readers! I've got something a little different for y'all today! Thought I'd switch things up a bit and give you guys some extreme fluff with a cute little Disneyland writing! Props to @leviskokoro-main for the "idea". Enjoy~💖

[ikykwklk]

— numb | b.c.

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first ever written imagine, so please bear with me if I have any mistakes ㅠㅠ I was actually having constant fight with myself because of this, but I finally did post it! Hope you guys like this and tell me if you guys want me to write more because it would really help me ㅠㅠ

Genre: fluff, angst, cheater!bang chan, idol!bang chan, idol!reader

Dancing has always been your option to escape this cruel world that we live in.

You've always danced your heart out everytime you perform.

And it has always been there whenever you can't express your feelings to others.

"Okay! We're done now!" Your choreographer yelled right after your newest title track ended.

Your group dropped onto the floor right after you got the okay signal from him. Pants and gasps of your members were the only sound that surrounds the dance practice room.

"You did great y/n, I'm relieved that you're a fast learner" your choreographer said as he patted your shoulder, you shot him a tired smile then mumbled a "thank you", "You guys are good to go right after cleaning up the dance practice room, the room is needed for later" your members immediately took their bags and started cleaning the room.

"Hey y/n! Are you coming with us? We'll head to the dorm right after cleaning" one of your members said, Chaeryoung to be exact, as she picked up the pieces of the group's snacks earlier. "Nah, you guys get going, I still have rap lessons later", Chaeryoung nodded and went straight to the door with the other members following behind her.

"Take care y/n, we don't want our newest member to not feel well before our comeback, alright?" Your leader, Yeji said as she sling her bag on her shoulder and head towards the door. "Will do, Unnie, you guys take care too!" They waved for the last time before shutting the door behind you.

You still can't believe that you had been added as 6th member of ITZY right after you auditioned from a year ago. You've worked hard to become an idol and now you're here, you know that you needed to work harder than you did. That's why you wanted to left behind, because you wanted to improve more.

You move towards the speaker to play your title track from it's beginning and ran towards the mirror, posing your position and danced all your heart out.

When the music ended, the door suddenly slammed open leaving a squeak from your lips and watched the door with your brows meeting together.

"Oh, Hey y/n! Didn't know you'd still be here!" You smiled at the people as they start to come inside the room one by one, making the room filled with voices again.

"Hey Jisung Oppa, sorry, I totally forgot that you were using the room after us".

"It's fine! You can still continue practicing, we just came here to eat our dinner, our practice has been cancelled" Jeongin said as he skipped towards the sofa then dropped his bag.

"Is that why Chan Oppa is not with you?" You walked towards them, Minho nodded at you then started to ramble about how the oldest is not taking care of himself again.

Chan was your secret lover, he helped you ever since you moved to Seoul year ago. You both got close and even letting you hide in his studio whenever you don't feel like going back to your dorms. It was that time where you got insecure because of how people see you as a person who doesn't have any emotions.

You aren't actually the kind of person who hides their emotions in front of other people, instead you let out all of your emotions a lot that they often found you as a prey. But as you realized their intentions, you started to become numb, putting walls around you as you meet the old and new faces you've seen in your life.

Only Chan, his members, also known as Stray Kids and your own members, ITZY are the only people who have seen your crazy side, and with you debuting on ITZY, means that the public needs to see your crazy side too, and that what made you overthink about you being an idol.

Chan was the one who came into your mind, and when you told him your worries, he accidentally confessed to you while he comforted you which made you stop crying, he got worried and apologized over and over until he felt your lips against his.

And after that, you never doubted yourself again.

"Can you check on him, y/n? Tell him that the food's on it's way"

"Sure thing, be right back" you walk towards the door then went inside the floor's elevator to your boyfriend's studio.

The boys knew your relationship with their leader, and they're very happy to welcome you in their circle of friends. Since they now have known the oldest weakness, which is you, they don't mind abusing it knowing that it's also for their leader's health.

You and Chan knew that when you enter in a relationship as an idol, it would mean that you two need to be more careful since you haven't even debuted yet and dating one of the well known leader in 4th generation of kpop history. So it means, less time being and seeing each other, but whenever you got the chance to go and visit him in the studio, you would. Even if you need to sacrifice hours of your sleep to  see him.

Because that's what made you both stronger and desired each other more.

Right?

As the elevator dinged, you step outside and walk towards the all known studio that your CEO gave your boyfriend to work on their music.

You opened the door knowing that he'll be wearing headphones, his back facing you with the sounds of keypads tapping filled the studio.

But instead you were welcomed with Chan's back facing you and a girl sitting on his lap, her moans and Chan's groans filled the studio along with their skin slapping.

The door you opened slammed on the wall, making your boyfriend and the girl stopped what they're doing, their closed eyes before are now wide open as they looked at you standing in the studio's door.

You ran outside the studio heading towards the elevator before your vision becomes blurry by the mixed emotions you're feeling at the moment. You hear Chan calling your name behind you but you have no plans on talking to him right now.

Good thing that a staff of the company stepped outside the elevator, you went inside and pushed the dance practice floor quickly. Chan chased after you but the elevator doors closed right in front of him.

As the door closed, you lean back against the elevator wall, stared at the door then tilted your head while looking at your blurred reflection in front of you.

You've been through this already, having your heart shattered by guys before Chan came into your life. He knew about those experiences you had which is why it is hard for you to pinpoint your emotions at him.

Are you mad at him because he knows you like the back of his hand?

Are you mad at him because of what you've seen in his studio?

Or are you mad at yourself because you trusted him with taking care of you heart?

You couldn't care less anymore now. He broke his promise that he will take care of you. It's not new to you anymore, but the pain that Chan had cause you to feel it again, and made your numb self worse than you are before.

So when the elevator dinged to know that you've arrived on the dance practice floor, you shook your head to clear your head with thoughts and went to the boys who are inside the room before.

As you opened the door, heads were turned and you immediately noticed that your members are with the boys. When Yeji saw you she ran towards you and gave you your in-ear monitors.

"Y/N! Manager oppa said that JYP needed to see your performance with us now since their practice are cancelled" Yeji pointed at the Stray Kids members who are sitting on the floor quietly eating their dinner.

"Y/n-ya, where's Chan hyung? Did you told him that the food's here?" Hyunjin asked you as Lia helped you with your in ear monitor and handing your mic.

Before you even got the chance to answer, the dance room's door opened again to reveal JYP, along with your choreographer and your boyfriend, who's head is hanging low while following the two older men inside the room.

Your members and Chan's stood up to greet the three as JYP told the Stray Kids to continue eating as your group start to prepare for your performance in front of him.

"I want to see the dance performance that you prepared, Y/n-ssi. Sorry for the sudden announcement of your evaluation, you needed to be verified that you're qualified to become the part of ITZY," JYP explained your situation while Ryujin went to the computer to prepare your music.

You saw Chan at the corner of your eye as you assured the CEO that it was okay and asked you about your performance in your lessons. You couldn't bring yourself to smile at the man who was talking to you, so you just nod and answered his questions before he asked you to move towards the mirror to look at your performance.

You walked towards in front of the mirror and looked at your friends who was cheering you silently, smiling at you as your eyes landed on Chan, which you shrugged and close your eyes to yourself focus on your performance.

This is what you've been waiting for, now those emotions that you can't express, you can finally show it to them. You should be nervous performing in front of the owner of the company, but you let your emotions take over you, letting everything go and make sure that Chan is listening.

Do you remember you remember (Said)

Remember what you said (Said)

You started talking to me

As if you would give anything to me

Don’t you remember you remember

Remember what you said (Said)

Then you changed

As if you took special pills

Cast blue, my blurred vision

Is this true? You won’t regret this?

My yesterday, my boo boo boo

Lonely life, I like it

I swallowed the water, I got cold

I want you to be ruined, I won’t hold you

You were my yesterday, my boo boo boo

Lonely life, good bye

You look at me with cold eyes

You see me and turn as if you didn’t know me

I just stand here vacantly

I see you who I didn’t know

I can’t help laughing

Now I don’t know you anymore

I’ll forget you woo woo woo

Go away, don’t even look back

I’ll erase you woo woo woo

Go away, don’t even look back

The mixed emotions that you've been bottling in from the events hours ago has suddenly came over to you. You suddenly felt like a new person, you feel like you were the only one watching yourself dance into the rhythm.

When the music stops, you hear applause from your right side, realizing that they've been watching all along. After you give your bow, JYP confirmed that you will be debuting as the 6th member of ITZY and will prepare immediate comeback for your group. You give your thank you's and bowed at your choreographer and the CEO, who is now exiting the room, leaving you with your members, Stray Kids and Chan.

Oh, right. Bang Chan was watching you.

You were pulled into a hug by your members, squealing and congratulating you for being able to debut and join alongside with them. Stray Kids joined in congratulating you for your hard work, but you weren't responding, you weren't happy, you finally became an idol, but why does it feel like nothing?

"Y/n, I'm so sorry please let me expla–"

You turn your back on him and went towards where your backpack is, you took off your in ear monitor and put it inside your bag before you sling it on your shoulder and looked at your friends.

"I'll be going now, enjoy your dinner", you said in a cold tone and walk towards the door.

"Y/n, please talk to me," Chan grabs your wrist tightly with his two hands, you heard his voice shaking, realizing his mistake.

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Yes, there is! Please! Don't leave me, I won't do it again!" You heard Chan starting to cry, your wrist now wet because of his tears falling.

"I only asked you a promise Chan", you said, your back facing him.

"I know, and I am sorry, I wasn't thinking straight, I should've never done it." He pulled you into him, hugging you from behind.

"But please, don't leave me, I can't live without you" he continued as he put his head at the crook of your neck. You hold his arms to let yourself go from him and turn around to look at him.

His black curly locks that you used to play with are messy, his eyes and nose are red because of crying, cheeks that are stained of with his tears, shaking lips as he continue to cry in front of you. Chan wasn't looking at you, he was hanging his head low but enough for you to see his state.

You would've forgive him. But the image of him and the girl earlier keeps flashing back into your head, giving yourself more reason to shut yourself from everyone else.

Now you can't feel anything, you're just there standing in front of him; blank face, your eyes that always holds stars are now just brown orbs filled with darkness and your lips pressed on a line that used to smile back then.

"Then good luck finding a way to live then, Bang Chan Sunbaenim," you bowed and walked away from him.

[caprogersluv]

drawing of you

summary: steve was working on a drawing of you

pairings: steve rogers x reader

word count: 276

POV: third person

quick little drabble that i started a bit ago, i just fixed it up a bit

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

y/n was sitting on the balcony, sipping hot chocolate. 

the wind was cool and snow fell gently onto their head.  while steve was inside getting changed, or so they thought.

y/n kept scrolling on social media, checking instagram and twitter before realising it was too quiet.

"steve?", no answer.

y/n decided to go inside, only to see steve sitting on the bed with his sketchbook in his lap and pencil in his hand. he was drawing you.

"oh hey", he quickly closed his book.

"ooh what do we have here?", y/n tried to take a look at his sketchbook but steve was too fast.

"steveeee, not fair, please", y/n was practically begging him, using their puppy dog eyes. he was hesitant but gave in.

"fine", he gave y/n his book as his cheeks were turning red. y/n's eyes lit up as they realised he was drawing them.

"steve, you have some serious talent, these are brilliant.”

after flicking through his book, y/n looked into steve’s piercing blue eyes as his lopsided smile formed.

"thanks"

"i mean it steve, your sketches are the best i have ever seen."

"you're just saying that because we're dating."

"no steve, you are so talented, i am elated to be one of your models", y/n said, posing as if they were being photographed.

steve bowed his head and smiled, grabbing your waist towards him.

"i love you"

"and i love you too steve", they were looking at each other with loving eyes.

"now, can I please continue my drawing of you, darling?", his blue eyes held so much joy, as if he was exploding with fireworks inside.

"anything for you steve."

[pastel9girlbunny000die]

Age Gap... AU

One Piece~

♡The characters are all between 27-29 unless said otherwise

♡The s/o is between 16-18

Warning: ...Kissing and Cuddles? PDA, nakedness and language.

Part 2

Exstra 😱😵🖊 {At some point I couldn't stop writing.}

Portgas D. Ace 🔥

🔥You met Ace at school during one of your art classes.

🔥He came in to do a favor for one of your teachers, to give tips on art and give you guys professional guidance and at some point he posed as a model.

🔥Yes a model !!!

🔥Soooo you kinda got to see him naked the first time you met, he was opened with all his god like built.

🔥When the class was done sketching. He caught a glimpse of your work seeing as it wasn't nearly done, so he offered to stay longer for you to finish.

🔥God damn you wish he didn't, him being there is the very reason your sketch wasn't done. It was too embarrassing to look at a naked man infront of you and sketch.

🔥Not knowing which to concentrate on?

🔥Ace saw that, and offer to help you like exstra lessons at his home maybe improve the areas you lack at.

🔥And you gladly took that offer.

🔥At some point after teaching you for half a year. You started just acting like a couple without knowing when it actually happened.

🔥Ace loves his s/o with every bit of his heart.

🔥You spend most of you free time with each other, either sketching each other or chilling playing video games or talking.

🔥Ace is a professional artist, with both a degree and diploma in practical arts, so ofcourse his art is going to so much more advanced than yours.

🔥You love staring at him while he paints.

🔥Ace loves not wearing a shirt proves he is comfortable in his own skin, he also got his s/o into wearing less clothes.

🔥With the less clothes you got use to drawing him only in boxers.

🔥And somehow you guys turned into that couple that's completely fine with walking around each other naked in his apartment alone.

🔥Ace's job is something he loves doing while having fun. Yes he does teach arts at a university.

🔥Remember your still in high school not in a college/university.. yet.

🔥Ace is a very clingy man he will hug you a lot even when his naked. He gives you a lot of pet names he's favorite is, teachers pet.

🔥He doesn't do small half ass kisses. Its either long and passionate or heavily horny make out.

🔥Ace's s/o loves the tattoos on his skin, trenching her/his fingers over his arm or back.

🔥Ace reminds you of a cowboy though to his country style and mostly the hat in his bedroom.

🔥Yes you have met his friends especially Marco, you didn't mind hanging out with them their nice people and fun.

🔥You met Ace's family the first week he started teaching you. You met his two brothers and his Father that goes by White Beard.

🔥The second White Beard met you, he told Ace to never let you go or he will beat the crab out of him

🔥Ace took it to heart and loved you even more.

🔥You never really told your parents that your dating Ace. One day you just brought him home and hanged out in your room, at some point they just assume you guys are dating and they we're all right with it.

🔥When it comes to drawing Ace, you love to draw his face the most, make it look like his freckles are stars.

🔥His black hair and freckles are the most notable features on him.

🔥Your first date, wasn't that bad except at a random part he fell asleep

🔥In the beginning when he started teaching you, you though he was just tired but it happens frequently so it made you worried.

🔥He calmed your nerves telling you he has narcolepsy and his fine, might fall asleep at random times but his okay.

🔥It made you relax, and questioned him if there's a way to stop it but he only shook his head and dropping down on you snoring as he sleep hug you.

🔥You can only ask him help with art work/homework anything related to art otherwise not he can't help, he'd be just as dumbfounded as you.

🔥He inspired you to get a tattoo of your own name in your (Body part), but he was against the idea of a random person touching so he did it himself.

🔥Accidentally spelled one letter wrong so he had to cross it out, you strated yapping at him that he did it purposely.

🔥He made it up to you by giving you another tattoo on your (Body part) that was your favorite (animal of your choice/any tattoo of your choice.)

🔥You guys never gets mistaken for relatives or family members even friends, cause Ace's is all over you, making out even sucking on your neck.

🔥But they do know you guys have an age difference but they don't know how much

🔥His already in his late twenties, and doesn't care as long as you are with him and love him for who he is rather than his age he'll love you back.

🔥You were happy afterwards.

🔥PDA *Public display of affection*

🔥He would hold your hand even kiss you.

🔥But he loves wrapping an arm around your waist having you lean against his body.

🔥Signaling others that you are taken and your his property.

🔥PDA kissing😏😳 just like I said, Ace only allows long and passionate or heavily horny make out kissing.

🔥He makes sure sexual tension rise when your with him, his happy knowing you desire him, so does he.

🔥The fire in your relationship might take a very long time to whither away.

🔥He loves you dearly.

Exstra exstra!!!

Portgas D. Shanks 🍺

🍺Unlike the others Shanks is way older. Reaching 37.

🍺But very childish and energetic.

🍺You decided to take on a part time job just to own a little side cash for yourself, you start working as a waitress/waiter at an old diner in town.

🍺One day Shanks and his friends came in after work to hang out and drink the place dry having some sort of celebration.

🍺And his glad he came along, (His friends might've made him go unwilling) but his glad one glimpse of you and he already knows what's for dinner on the menu.

🍺At first glance he didn't seem very approachable, maybe it was his appearance the three scars over his eye or maybe his big god like built

🍺But once spoken to him he passed off a kind caring and loving atmosphere his actions where so nice he even apologized for accidentally touching your hand

🍺Through out the night he shot complements and cheesey pick up lines, that made you either giggle or blush.

🍺You where kinda sad when he left. (or rather his friends dragged his black out ass out of the diner)

🍺You really wanted his number or at least his name.

🍺The next day he came in for breakfast, you were lucky to catch him, some how you talked the day over with him.

🍺So on he came in everyday, either for breakfast lunch or dinner, which pleased you very much.

🍺on some occassions you joined him, being able to enjoy the food you cooked and seeing him enjoy your cooking as well as the beer you pour for him.

🍺One evening your co worker pointed out that you must have been enjoying your dates.

🍺You were a little confused but decided to ask Shanks himself

🍺"Yeah, we've been going on dates for awhile now, why?"

🍺"u-umm?" That was your only response.

🍺You just let go, and decided to start calling yourself Shanks's girlfriend/boyfriend.

🍺He made sure you never regret it

🍺Later on you guys hanged out more outside of your part time job, and more at his house

🍺He began loving you more and more each day he's kinda a clingy guy

🍺He loves holding you in his arm and kissing you all over your face and neck.

🍺Only way he can show you how much he respects and care even loves you.

🍺He was happy that you didn't back away when you saw his missing arm.

🍺But you love how he still cable of a lot of things and doesn't need anyone's pity

🍺It makes you few him in a new light

🍺But sometimes he takes advantage of his disability and asks for your help, like putting on his shirt or drying his hair, a lot of other more minor stuff that might give you naughty thoughts.

🍺You know exactly what he's doing, but you get to enjoy it too.

🍺He can't help but laugh at you blushing at his bare skin, he loves you trying to be innocent

🍺Shanks has great friends their all lively like him and loves to drink as much as him. Whenever you come over to his place you might meet 3 or 7 of his friends enjoying a beer and BBQ.

🍺They respect Shanks very much, and is happy for him that he found someone that can deal with his childlike nature and take care of him at the same time

🍺When you are hanging out with them, they always tease Shanks and you making Shanks fall in a fit of laughter and you blush madly in his lap.

🍺School work/homework is something you can easily ask Shanks about he might not have all the answers but he knows more than he lets on.

🍺So at times you get better grades than you did before, the way he explained some things made it easier hand that you played more attention to your hot older boyfriend.

🍺But Shanks doesn't have much family left and never saw why you need to meet those his not close too.

🍺You just simply forgot to introduce him to your parents.

🍺Until it back fired, you forgetting to introduce him made the situation even more difficult.

🍺You just mindlessly invited him to a one of your family BBQ's and he cheerfully agreed.

🍺Once he came by the weekend that's when you remember that you forgot to introduce him to your parents before your family and distance relatives and family friends.

🍺You sucked it up and acted normal, which displeased Shanks since you didn't sit on his lap or kiss him much not even hugs.

🍺At first he thought you were embarrassed of him but saw you running around handing drinks and snacks to those who just use you as an little servant girl/boy, too lazy to get off their own asses and do it themselves.

🍺He also knows you have a hard time saying no, since you are a good person and very nice

🍺He decided to deal with the matter himself.

🍺Place down his beer, he grabbed your little ass that was about to hurry pass him, pulling you down onto his lap hugging you to his chest.

🍺Your tired body automatically rest on him laying your face in his neck

🍺Not a few seconds later you two started having a nice loving conversation he made you giggle at his words. Rubbing his hand in circles on your back.

🍺Making you love him more.

🍺That's when your mother/mom came by angry calling you lazy for not helping the others around.

🍺Before you could get up and back to "helping" the family, Shanks grip around your waist tighten.

🍺"Listen here, miss. I'm not a rude guy but the table is right over there, now I haven't seen (y/n) for entire week cause of my business trip. Now they can serve themselves, or can they all not walk."

🍺Your mother/mom got furious now turning to you.

🍺"Whose this?" She simply pointed at the red head

🍺"(Y/n)'s man... lover... Boyfriend. Which do you prefer miss?"

🍺"I forbid you to see him ever again."

🍺"You can't. (Y/n) is 18 an gown adult so she/he can make her/his own decisions. You have no say in the matter."

🍺Your mother/mom huffed crossing her arms stomping away. Not liking him one bit

🍺Your Dad/father couldn't help but laugh liking Shanks even more.

🍺This is the kind of guy he'd let his daughter/son marry one that can stand up to your mother/mom stupid shit.

🍺You thought that was the end but the tables quickly turned on your mother/mom.

🍺Shanks is truly the one for you.

🍺So having him meet your parents didn't go all that well especially with your mother/mom.

🍺The things you love about Shanks ofcourse his personality and body.

🍺But his red hair is what you love the most, running your fingers through the red locks makes you happy all the time. Is truly a beautiful color.

🍺Red has a range of symbolic meanings, including life, health, vigor, war, courage, anger, love and religious.

🍺You even asked if its his natural hair color and you got a yes, he even proofed with some baby pictures of himself.

🍺Which you adore the ones that his near your age.

🍺But you will always love the him who is in front of you the him you met and fell in love with.

🍺Shanks has a pretty good job, he is the owner of one of the biggest four business company in the world.

🍺Yes! That means his quite rich. Your set for life marrying him.

🍺That's where some of his friends teases him, calling him your Sugar Daddy.

🍺You have never really asked him for anything not even a penny. If you want money you make your own.

🍺A gift, you refuse any gift unless it is his love and affection that you'd gladly take.

🍺Shanks drinks alot sometime you question his liver. When his drunk his someone that anyone would like around a happy drunk, his not sad or angry, just ×10 more cheerful and clingy.

🍺PDA *Public display of affection*

🍺He wants bear hugs daily. Once your in his lap he doesn't let you out for a long time same goes for your butterfly kisses he wants them daily.

🍺He'd die without your attention.

🍺Your eyes must always meet his.

🍺PDA kissing 🍻😚~ Shanks doesn't mind cheek kisses or a make out session, he thinks it's brave of you that he won't take you then and there.

🍺At home DA *Display of affection*

🍺He loves when you leave a trail of kisses on his neck down to his lower abdomen, it happens rarely but he just loves being under your touch

🍺The little things you do for him makes him wanna keep you for himself.

***

The End.

Maybe~😏

[nf-allstars]

[MerciV 1st VLIVE _ DREAMSCAPE ERA]

"Helloooo? Is it on? Hurry up Hyungie! I wanna do the intro we practiced!"

The screen flickers a bit before readjusting to a gray shirt. The member steps back to reveal its Kita as he fluffs up his hair in front of the camera. This gets the fans going earning a few comments and hearts before Sung, the more excitable of MerciV, pushes him aside.

"This isn't a mirror! Look we're live! We're live! Helloooo!"

He waves with both hands rapidly and turning them into finger hearts. Kita rolls his eyes, sitting beside him continuing to fluff up his hair until the oldest, and their leader, Kurou shows up carrying a tray that had an assortment of foods and drinks to share before placing it off camera. He sits down besides them eyeing the screen a few times confused before realizing they were live. As he shouts for the other two to hurry up.

Akio makes a beeline to the couch before hopping in it crushing two of the members in the process. Their screams of agony apparent as they try pushing him off. Then finally Somboon, the groups sleepy maknea, sluggishly enters sitting beside Kurou.

"Is everyone here?" Kurou asks, taking head count before nodding at the others as they readjust in their seats. "Annyeonghasso! Welcome to our first Vlive we are..."

"MER. CI. V!"

The group clasps their hands together before bowing indicating a thank you gesture. Then finally each member striking a pose their hands forming a V sign. The comments took off once again, hearts flying everywhere as Sung gets even more hyped moving around.

"We got it right! First try out of fifty rehearses!" The third eldest laughs, before making a serious face at the screen. "We worked hard for you VStars to bring you this first ever Vlive. It also would've been postponed but Kurou saved the day!"

The other members clap enthusiastically chanting his name as the comments do so as well. Tons of thank you's were given to the leader. Kurou scratches the back of his head bashfully, "VStars! If it wasn't for you guys we wouldn't be here and-"

A pillow soon collides with his face thanks to the fourth oldest Akio who groans.

"Stop with the formalities Kurou-Hyung, relax ease up! Anyways, we're about done with Dreamscape but feel free to keep listening to it! We have more projects coming up!" He beams, forming several hearts while Somboon leans forward into the camera to whisper.

"Akio proceeds tells Hyung to stop being formal. Also Akio, proceeds to formally explain what we're up to and thanks the stars for their support."

Sung and Kita stifle laughs as Kurou shakes his head while Akio only blushes lightly and shrugs his shoulders mumbling an apology. Finally back on track Kita leans over to get his phone before holding it up in front to show the comments.

"We wanna here from you guys! So now is the time to ask and we'll answer!"

Kurou nods in agreement before leaning over to grab the tray of food placing it on his lap. He grabs a set of chopsticks and a small bread pan before proceeding to pick at what seemed like bread, he continues. "From personal stuff to things about the album or debut! Don't be shy...in the meantime let's eat!"

With that being said, the other members soon take their own bread pans before eating.

[cocastyle]

Mamma Mia - Chapter 3

Pairing- Bucky Barnes x reader, Tony Stark x reader, Steve Rogers x reader

Word Count- 2,482

Warning- none

A/N- chapter three is finally up! you guys will get to meet the members of the Dynamos in this chapter! I hope you all like it! please let me know what you all think of this series and let me know who you think Y/N should end up with: Bucky, Tony or Steve? let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!

Intro Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

“You are so clever,” Michelle whispered as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Alex glanced up at her friends through the mirror and smiled at the sight of them taking in their appearance. “We're going to Iook fabuIous tomorrow,” Liz squealed and Alex grinned widely.

“I want the perfect wedding,” Alex told them, “and I want my father to give me away.” “Better be a wide aisIe,” Michelle muttered causing Liz to whack the girl and give her a pointed look. Michelle just shrugged. “What? It’s true! She did invite three possible fathers to the wedding, Liz. What if she won’t be able to figure out who her real father is?” Michelle asked.

“I wiII know my father as soon as I see him,” Alex assured her, but the way she was biting her lip nervously told her best friends that she wasn’t quite so sure.

Michelle sighed and went to say something when the door opened up. The three turned their heads and Alex instantly smiled at the sight of her fiancé standing there. “Peter!” Michelle and Liz exclaimed before running over to their friend. Peter Parker smiled widely and hugged the two girls, his eyes flickering over to lock with Alex’s as he did so.

“Let me go! I’m getting married tomorrow,” Peter told them jokingly. The two girls chuckled and pulled away. “So,” Liz began. “What do you think?” The two girls then proceeded to pose in their outfits and Peter took a step back to look at them. “Oh, yes!” he said and as soon as the words fumbled out of his mouth he knew Alex was going to speak up.

“Oh yes?” she questioned, a teasing smile on her face. Peter turned to look at her and smiled as he walked up and wrapped his arms around her waist. “If you had it your way, it’d be a three-minute wedding in jeans and T-shirts,” she told him. “You make me sound so unromantic,” Peter said with a pout.

Alex chuckled and shook her head at the boy. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and looked over her face before saying, “As long as I get to marry you, I don’t really care about all of the other things.” Alex rolled her eyes at his cheesiness while her best friends let out an ‘awe’. “That was cheesy,” she told the boy to which he only smiled and shrugged. “It was romantic,” he said.

He pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek before pulling away and walking across the room to rummage through his things. “I just can’t wait for after the wedding, when you’ll be my wife and we can finally travel the world together,” Peter admitted, his eyes flickering over to his love before he winked at her. “WeII, we're not going anywhere yet,” Alex told him as she turned back to her friends and worked on the pins in their dresses, totally missing the small frown and look of disappointment on Peter’s face.

“Anyway, you know I love you Pete, but please leave. We’re very, very busy,” Alex told him. Peter smiled and grabbed his cowboy hat before putting it on his head and turning to the three. “Don’t worry, darling. I’m just getting some props for tonight,” Peter told her.

“Ooh!” Liz and Michelle chorused. “For his bachelor party,” Liz teasingly said. Peter just smiled and walked over to Alex before giving her a quick kiss. “I’ll see you later,” Peter told her before kissing her forehead and walking out of the room.

He was barely down the hall before he screamed, “I love you!” Alex’s face reddened slightly, but instantly yelled back at the same volume, “I love you more!” There was a moment of silence before Peter’s head poked back into the room. He gave her a cheeky grin and whispered, “Not possible.”

And with that, he disappeared down the hall. Alex smiled after him before turning back to look at her best friends who were standing there with their hands on their hips. “What?” Alex asked. “First of all, you two are so cute you make me want to puke,” Michelle began. “What she is trying to say is that you guys are so cute and she’s just jealous she doesn’t have someone,” Liz clarified.

Michelle threw a glare in Liz’s direction before looking back at Alex. “And the second thing?” Alex asked. “Why haven't you toId him you've invited your dads?” Michelle asked.

Alex stood there for a second before sighing. She had really hoped her friends wouldn’t realize that she hadn’t told Peter about the whole situation. “I know he’d support me and stuff, but he wouId say that I'd have to teII my mom,” Alex admitted.

“Y/N’s absoIuteIy gonna kiII you when she finds out,” Liz told her. “By the time she finds out, it'II be too Iate,” Alex assured them. Her eyes flickered over to the small journal sitting on her desk before looming back at her friends. “I feeI Iike there's a part of me missing,” she admitted, “and when I meet my dad. . .”

“Everything wiII faII into place.”

- - -

Y/N let out a content sigh as she drove down one of the few roads in the island, her hair blowing in the wind behind her as the sun rays hit her face. Her best friend Wanda sat in the passenger seat beside her and she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath trying to enjoy the calmness of the drive. “This is the last time we’re not going to be frantically running around, you know,” Wanda muttered. “Don’t remind me,” Y/N told her with a laugh.

Wanda chuckled slightly and opened her eyes. She immediately caught sight of a small ferry pulling into the docks that were little less than a mile away which caused her to sit up straighter in excitement. “They’re here!” Wanda said and Y/N couldn’t help but grin.

Not only did she get to have one of her best friends here for the wedding, but she got to have her other two best friends as well. Wanda lived on the island with Y/N and was practically her right hand man. She helped out around the hotel and had helped raise Alex. As for her other friends, Natasha and Pepper, it had been a while since Y/N had seen them. Natasha visited as often as she could, but Pepper hadn’t been able to get down to the island in quite some time, her work just being too much for her.

The thought of finally getting to have all of her best friends with her at once was enough to have Y/N stepping on the gas pedal just a little more. They were at the docks a few minutes later and Y/N couldn’t contain the small squeal that left her lips when she caught sight of her other two best friends standing at the end of the dock.

Y/N quickly took the key out of the ignition before jumping over the door and out of the car. “You know there’s a door, right?” Wanda asked her as she opened her door and stepped out, but Y/N just waved her off. The two girls practically ran down to the docks before coming to a stop at the end.

“Wanda, will you Iook at what the tide washed in?” Y/N said loud enough for her two friends to look up. Huge grins spread across their faces at the sight of the other half of the group and they quickly positioned themselves back to back. Wanda and Y/N did the same.

“For one night,” Natasha and Pepper yelled. “And one night only,” Wanda and Y/N yelled back. All four grinned at each other before yelling, “Y/N and the Dynamos!”

The four friends then all let out screams of joy as they ran down the docks to each other. They instantly wrapped the others into a big hug, stumbling back until they all tripped and fell onto the ground. The four friends let out loud laughs at that and Y/N quickly got up and helped the others up off the ground. “Look at you!” Y/N exclaimed as she looked at her two best friends with a huge grin on her face.

“Look at you!” Pepper retorted. “You guys all look fantastic,” Y/N told them. “You look like an old hippie!” Natasha teased as she gestured towards Y/N’s outfit which consisted of overalls and a white shirt. “She looks great,” Pepper said as she gave Natasha a playful glare. The four stared at each other for a moment before grinning widely and putting their hands together as they began to walk in a circle.

“Dynamos! Dynamite! SIeep aII day and whoop all night!”

- - -

“So, any men at this wedding?” Natasha asked from her spot in the backseat of the Jeep. Her legs were sprawled out across Wanda’s lap and she was leaning her head back as the warm wind flew through her red hair. “Gorgeous Greeks of independent means?” Natasha asked, waving her hand in the air as she put her sunglasses on with her other hand.

Y/N raised her eyebrows and looked back at Natasha before looking at the road. “I thought you were still seeing Clint?” Y/N voiced out. Natasha’s eyes widened. “I am! He’s sorry he couldn’t come by the way. Work’s had him all tied up,” Natasha said. “Then who were you asking for?” Wanda asked curiously.

“I wasn’t talking about me, that’s for sure. I was talking about Ms. I Have My Own Business And No Time For Fun,” Natasha said and the three friends immediately looked at Pepper who was busy checking her phone. Pepper didn’t even glance up as she said, “That’s not true. I’m here, aren’t I? Y/N, dear, eyes on the road. I don’t want to die yet, I’ve only just gotten here.”

Y/N chuckled softly and shook her head as she turned her attention back to the road. Pepper finished up on her phone before putting it into her bag. “As for you,” Pepper began as she pointed a finger at Natasha. “Just because your book is a bestseller and you have the whole world cooking Russian dishes doesn’t mean you know what fun is, okay? I’m pretty sure you’re idea of fun is stuffing mushrooms or something like that.”

Natasha faked a hurt look as she put a hand over her chest. “That one stung,” Natasha muttered as she pretended to cry. Pepper rolled her eyes at the girl and reached back and slapped her leg softly. Natasha just laughed and finally sat up in her seat. “Nat’s right, you know,” Wanda finally spoke up. “It’s time to find Mr. Right, Pepper!” Pepper rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. Boring!” Pepper exclaimed.

Y/N chuckled and said, “Great couple of role models you lot are for Alex!” The four chuckled and Y/N glanced over at Pepper. “What’s the big deal, Pepper? You have a successful business and you’re life is practically already planned out. When are you finally going to let us help you find that special someone?” Y/N asked.

Pepper stared at the girl for a moment before looking away and at the scenery before them. “No time,” Pepper said with a small yet sad smile on her face. Her three friends looked over at her with pity and Pepper sighed before sitting up in her chair. “I’m a lone wolf,” she told them jokingly with a wink, hoping to lighten the mood. She then proceeded to let out a howl and her friends all laughed as they turned a corner.

They finally reached their destination and Y/N put the car in park before turning it off and hoping out. “So, when are the Iovebirds fIying the nest?” Natasha asked. “Oh, God! Who knows?” Y/N said with a smile. “You know, Y/N and I do not know what is going on in that chiId's head sometimes,” Wanda told the two and Y/N chuckled.

“That’s one hundred percent true. She wants a big white wedding, and she and Peter are making aII kinds of pIans for the hoteI,” Y/N explained as she went to the back of the truck. “Sometimes I think they'II never Ieave.” “Yeah, but do you reaIIy want her to?” Pepper asked causing the (h/c) haired girl to stop in her tracks. “WeII, I want what's best for her,” Y/N admitted. She then looked over at her friends and smiled before saying, “Of course not!”

Her friends all laughed out loud and Y/N smiled before noticing someone out of the corner of her eye. “Peter!” She exclaimed and said boy instantly turned to look at her. “Yes, Ms. L/N?” He said. “Come meet my backup girIs!” Y/N exclaimed and Peter smiled before walking over to the group.

“Backup girIs, my ass!” Pepper, Natasha, and Wanda all said.

Peter reached them and Y/N smiled at the boy as she put a hand on his shoulder. “This is Peter Parker. He's the Ieading man at tomorrow's shindig,” Y/N told them all. “The Iucky man,” Peter corrected her and Y/N smiled at him before patting his shoulder.

Peter walked over to the newcomers and gave them a warm smile. He held his hand out and helped Pepper get out of the car. “HeIIo,” Pepper greeted him. “You must be Pepper,” Peter told her causing the girl to smile. “I am,” Pepper said as she gave the boy a hug. “How are you?” Peter asked her. “Very weII, thank you,” Pepper said.

Peter gave her one more smile before turning and helping Natasha out of the car. “Flaming red hair. You must be Natasha. I’ve heard so much about you,” Peter said as he gave the girl a hug. “All bad, I hope,” Natasha joked. “Yes,” Peter jokingly said. “And all true!” Y/N exclaimed from the back of the Jeep where her and Wanda were struggling to get the bags out of the back.

Peter quickly rushed over and stopped the two women. “I’ve got this. You two go ahead with your friends,” Peter told them with a small smile. Y/N looked at the boy and grinned before shaking her head. “Thanks, Peter, but I’ve got it,” Y/N told him.

Peter sighed but reached forward and grabbed some of the bags. “Then at least let me help,” Peter said and Y/N hesitated before nodding. Peter smiled at the lady and grabbed a few more bags than necessary before either of the girls could protest.

They all then walked to the bottom of the steps where Natasha was currently staring at the stairs that seemed to go on for miles. “This always is the worst part of visiting here,” Natasha muttered and the group chuckled in response.

And with that, they started the long journey up to the hotel.

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[karabites]

76. "I need to pretend we're dating" AKA my favorite AU for any pairing ever

You’ve got good taste my friend!!! I need to take a nap

Chibita probably shouldhave known his day was about to go sideways when he heard a loud banging at hisdoor.  He mentally went through achecklist of who could be paying him a visit at ten in the morning—wasn’t thenormal day for Totoko, Iyami was probably too hungover, he’d been clean for toolong for it to be the cops—as he crossed the room to the door.  He was too small to see out the peephole so,as prepared as always to knock the lights out of any unwanted visitors, he tookthe chance and swung the door open.

           Oh.  Of course.

           Karamatsustared down at him from the doorway, his fist raised mid-knock.  He quickly pulled his hand back andsmiled.  “Chibita!” he exclaimed.  He looked sweaty and red-faced, like he’d runall the way here.  Actually, from howheavily he was breathing, he probably had. Idiot.  “H-how are—.”  He gasped and cleared his throat and leanedagainst the doorframe, probably aiming for suave and composed, but onlymanaging to look tired and unsteady. “Hello.”

           Chibitaeyed him suspiciously.  “Hey.”

There was a beat ofsilence, filled by Karamatsu’s heavy breaths as he looked around nervously.  He cleared his throat again and adjusted hisglasses on his face.  “I, ah… Chibita, Ihave made a terrible mistake.”

“A terrible what now?”

“Ah—a mistake,” herepeated, this time in Japanese.  He’dpulled back from the doorframe and was fiddling with one of the extra zipperson his leather jacket, still probably glancing around from behind thoseridiculously dark glasses of his.  Damnhow did he even see with those on?

Chibita folded his arms,still not moving from the doorway. “Mistake, huh?  What kind of mistake? I don’t gotta hide abody for you do I?”

           “Wh—?Chibita, no!”  He pulled back and wavedhis hands out in front of himself hastily. “No, I wouldn’t—Chibita you’re joking, right?”

           Chibitashrugged.

           Karamatsustared for a beat, then let out a small nervous “heh” and attempted once againto compose himself.  He was fiddling withhis zippers again.  “Ah, nothing quite sodrastic, my friend.  I just require yourassistance with a, ah…” The bravado faltered a bit in his speech and he lookedaround again, but he didn’t seem to be checking for prying eyes and ears, justavoiding looking at Chibita.  

           Chibitatook a step back and motioned him inside. No use talking to him out here if it was getting them nowhere.   Karamatsu smoothed his hair back and noddedtowards Chibita as he slipped in.  Damn,he was nervous.  What the hell did he do?

           Chibitaclosed the door behind him and followed him into the living room.  “What the hell did you do?”

           Karamatsutook a steadying breath.  He’d turnedbright red.  “My family was invited to arelative’s wedding.  The invitations weresent individually, of course.  And I mayhave been a bit overly optimistic that a Karamatsu Girl or Boy would have seenmy charms and fallen head over heels directly into my waiting arms by now.  At the time it seemed entirely reasonable,and perhaps it had been!  It may onlyhave been by an incredible misfortune that I have not yet—“

           “Didyou RSVP for a couple?”  Chibitainterjected.

           Henodded gravely.  God, he was so dramatic. “Of course my mother saw and wasecstatic that I had found someone, and she told our relatives and friends and,ah, started asking me about my partner.” By now, he was sweating bullets, refusing to look up from theground.  “Chibita, I just got so caughtup in the heat of the moment and the thought of being graced by the power ofCupid’s bow, I told them all about my invented lover, their grace and kindnessand all of their charms!  But of course Ido not have such a lover.”  He paused,then looked up at Chibita determinedly. “I am in too deep to back out now. So!  Chibita, I-…” Karamatsutensed and seemed to shrink for a moment. “I need you to pretend to be my partner. T-to pretend we are dating.”

           He’dseen it coming, but it still took a moment for Chibita to process what he’dsaid.  Still, Chibita wasn’t one for longawkward silences, so he cut this one short with a sigh.  “Sit down, Karaboy.  I’m gonna go make some tea.”

           Karamatsuobediently sat in front of the kotatsu while Chibita stepped into the kitchento for a minute to process and ignore and pour them some tea.  Why, why, why did he keep getting involved inthis stupid sextuplet drama?

           Whenhe sat back down with their cups, Karamatsu was fidgeting and staring very hardat the floor.  He looked like he wastrying to will lightning to strike him or something.  Poor guy. He looked up and breathed a thank you when Chibita handed him his tea,and they sat for a moment sipping from their cups, regretting the situation athand.  

           “Youknow I don’t have those magic prettygirl pills anymore, right?” Chibita asked.

           “That’salright.”  He adjusted his glasses againand blew on his tea.  “My brothers wouldknow it was you anyway.”

           “Andyou’re okay with that?  I mean I know I’mnot the biggest catch out there so it’d be just as disappointing as if youdidn’t bring anyone, right?”

           Karamatsulooked up sternly.  “Of course you are acatch, Chibita!  Anyone would be lucky tohave you!”  Chibita snorted.  “You are my dearest friend, an angel of compassion, a passionate andambitious man!  You are full of Heart, Chibita!  A shining star in the dark of the uncaringcruelty of the world!  And of course,” heswept up Chibita’s hand and held it gently, putting on his suave smirk anddropping his voice, “who could overlook how handsome you are?”

           Chibitachuckled his harsh “kekeke!” and slipped his hand away to hold it against hisreddening cheeks.  His counterpart didn’tmove from his pose, but his smile widened at Chibita’s laugh.  “Ah, you’re too much Karaboy!  Too kind! You’re probably the only one who thinks all that, too.”  He gradually settled himself down andKaramatsu rocked back to sit upright again. They went back to nursing their tea for a moment before Chibita spokeagain.  

           “Iguess since it’s you I wouldn’t mind. It’s just the one day, right?”

           “Right.”  Karamatsu nodded.  “And there is free food.”

           “Nice!”He thumped the table.  “But, uh,” hesquirmed in his seat.  “I don’t gottalike, kiss you or anything do I?  We canjust sit next to each other and call it a day?”

           Karamatsuran his thumb around the lip of his cup idly. “Hmm, I suppose public affection would provide for a more believableperformance, but it wouldn’t be necessary for this.  Romantic language is a must, though.”

           Ah.  So he’d have to be able to sing his praisesall day, huh?  That wasn’t so bad, hecould just complain about his shitty good-for-nothing brothers not appreciatinghim enough.  He wouldn’t even need tofake that part.  

           “Alright,”Chibita said, extending a hand to shake. “Deal.”

 --

           Showingup as Karamatsu’s date had definitely been awkward.  There’d been a fair bit of teasing from thoseother five hooligans—which Chibita had responded to with lots of threateningand yelling—and an uncomfortable amount of whispering from some of the moredistant relatives and friends of the bride and groom—which Chibita hadresponded to by squeezing Karamatsu’s hand a little tighter and guiding him toa quieter area.  The worst part wasprobably lying to Mr. and Mrs. Matsuno about dating their son.  They both seemed really happy about it and hedoubted he’d ever be on their good side again if he “broke up” with Karamatsuafter this.  

           Otherthan that, though, it was… it was nice. Karamatsu’s hands got sweaty very fast but holding hands was comfortingand made Chibita’s chest flutter in a way he hadn’t thought it would.  They stood close, they joked, they sharedvictorious glances whenever someone bought their ruse; it was all a lot morefamiliar than Chibita was used to, but not unwelcome.  He wouldn’t have ever asked Karamatsu to puthis arm around his shoulder, but when he casually did so in the middle of aconversation, Chibita found himself leaning into it.  It was nice. It really was.  

The wedding itself wasnice too, and the ceremony managed to move Karamatsu to tears (notsurprising).  But Chibita’s attentionstrayed from the lucky couple to the man next to him.  He slipped his hand into Karamatsu’s andleaned against him and tried to focus on the vows being exchanged instead of howmuch he wanted to keep this ruse up.  Itdidn’t work, but he tried.

 --

           Chibitastopped his moped in front of the Matsuno household.  The other five sextuplets and their parentshad gotten home hours before; even free food and beer hadn’t been enough tokeep them out if they had to see the kid they used to bully hanging on to theirbrother’s arm all night.  And he hadbeen.  They’d both probably had more todrink than they needed to at the reception and Chibita had practically been inKaramatsu’s lap by the time the others left. Well, not practically, it was actually. He had actually been in Karamatsu Matsuno’s lap.  He probably shouldn’t have been driving.  

           Chibitaturned in his seat and killed the ignition. “Right.  Karaboy, here’s yerstop.”  Karamatsu groggily lifted hishead from Chibita’s shoulder, having been mostly asleep for the ride.  The poor guy had barely drank anything beforehe was absolutely plastered, which hadn’t helped to stop the lap-sitting andgiggling and leaning into each other and weeping about how beautiful theceremony was.  Yeah, yeah they reallyshould’ve just taken a cab.

           Chibitashrugged his shoulder to push him off. “C’mon.  Off.”  Karamatsu groaned and struggled to situpright, but complied, slipping off to the side of the bike and immediatelyswinging around to pull Chibita into an embrace.  

“O-oi! What gives?”

Karamatsu hummed, pressinghis cheek against Chibita’s.  He smelled likecheap cologne and beer.  “MmmChibita-kun,” he rumbled, “Tonight was…marv’lous.  You were ‘credible, my love.”  He pulled back a bit and slipped a hand up tocup Chibita’s face, the other sliding down to Chibita’s hip to steadyhimself.  It didn’t work; he was stillvery wobbly.  “Thank you… so much.  I won’t— won’t forget.  You were wonderful, my dear.”

Chibita snorted andcovered Karamatsu’s hand with his own. “Idjit.  It’s nothing.  Go home, buddy, yer drunk.”

Karamatsu closed his eyesand hummed again, leaning down until their foreheads touched.  “So are you.”

“Yea an’ I’m goin’ home.  Prob’ly—prob’ly should walk, huh?”

He felt Karamatsu nodagainst him and sigh.  His breath was hotin the small space between them.  “Is’pose… I should take you.  Walk with you.  A gentleman’ll keep you safe, hmmm?”            Chibita shook his head.  “Nah, I’m—I’m good.  You just go home here.”

           Karamatsupouted and hummed again.  The way his lipstuck out it almost touched Chibita’s. He felt Karamatsu’s hand move up from his hip to his back and Karamatsuleaned closer to him.  “Very well,m’love.  My sweet Chibita.  Then this’s goodbye.”  

Chibita wasn’t surewhether he moved first or if Karamatsu just fell onto him as their lips crashedtogether, painful and awkward but still exactly what he wanted.  It was sloppy and slow and in his drunkenstupor Chibita wasn’t entirely sure where his mouth was, but Karamatsu’s lipstasted like berries and his hands felt strong and sure as they pulled Chibitacloser and the cool night air suddenly felt so warm.  He fumbled for Karamatsu’s hips to hold himsteady and wished they were in his apartment, that he’d have more time toexplore and taste and touch and be wrapped up in the man in front of him.

           Karamatsupulled away too soon and let his hands slip away.  It felt cold where they once were.  He fluttered his long eyelashes and smiledwith his red lips—god, Chibita wanted to kiss them again.  

           “Oi…Thought you said we didn’ need that for the act to work.”

           Karamatsusmiled coyly and wagged a finger as he stepped back towards his house.  “Non non, my dear Chibita.  That one’s just for you.”