#anyway whoever guesses whos next gets a head pat

[zhi-liet]

"Nezha had everything she used to want. He was aristocracy, beauty and elegance.

Nezha was the north.”

[vicsy]

maxiel, divorce

somewhat inspired by the latest vlog Daniel posted

When Lando asked, it was nothing but a dumb joke.

"So, who's gonna get Martjin in the divorce?"

Daniel laughed it off, then, and lobbed a padel ball at him. Lando flipped him off, squawking, I'm on your fucking team, mate. On the other side of the court, Martjin patted Max on the back, giving Daniel a faux dirty look. Max said something to him, probably in Dutch, probably devising a convoluted strategy that had no way of actually working. Their net game sucked major balls.

"Alrighty, whoever loses this game admits that Baku was his fault!" Daniel said, awfully cheerful for someone who's been baking in the sun for an hour and a half, but he got that open, full body laugh out of Max.

The win followed by the skin of their teeth, at the cost of Lando's scraped knee and twenty minutes of continuous complaining. Max sulked all the way back to the villa. Daniel pinched the skin over his ribs when it was just the two of them in the spacious room overlooking the sea.

"Aw, you're still such a sore loser," Daniel cooed and it earned him a jab in the midsection, courtesy of Max's custom padel racket. "You wound me, Maximus!"

"And you know what you are?" next thing, Daniel was flat on his back, landing on the bed with the most undignified sound. Max climbed on top, straddling his hips. He jabbed a finger into Daniel's chest. "Je bent mijn alles."

"That's too long just to call me an asshole," Daniel pointed out, a smartass in his own right. He was mostly interested in getting Max out of that horrendous Red Bull polo so he could lick a stripe down from the hollow of Max's throat and press his tongue to Max's puffy nipples.

"I said that you are worse than a sore loser, Daniel."

"Hm. Think someone's using my language skills against me," Daniel pretended to ponder this idea, running his palms up and down Max's thighs. He looked so beautiful in the low lamplight; softer in a way that made Daniel think of home. Gezelligheid. "Say it again?"

Max did, giggling with exasperation, and Daniel repeated after him, horribly butchering the whole phrase over and over again, until Max got sick of it and kissed the mispronounced syllables off his lips. Talking was overrated anyway.

Next time, it's Daniel who says it, no trace of humor coloring his voice.

"Sure, whatever, I'll fucking leave," he shrugs Martjin's hand off his shoulder and dusts the look of pity off his thousand dollar getup. "Guess Max is getting you in the divorce after all, yeah?"

Daniel didn't have the habit to half-ass anything. In the disastrous fallout, he went full scorched-earth and Max answered him tenfold. They took everybody down with them. Standing in the crowded club in Saint-Tropez three months into the aftermath, Martjin lodged in between like the final barricade on the battlefield, Daniel lets his pride choke him.

He doesn't have to possess some exceptional lip reading skills to distinguish Max saying dickhead and coward, gesturing wildly, three top buttons of the white, linen shirt he's wearing unbuttoned, exposing reddish, sunburnt skin. Next to him Lando looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. Good, Daniel prefers him as far as possible, maybe somewhere on the ocean floor.

"Daniel, come on," Martjin pleads. The music blaring in the club drowns out most of what he says. Daniel watches his lips move and hears static in his ears. "I'm not taking sides."

But he does. Daniel really could only blame himself but he'd rather eat his racing shoes than shoulder it all by himself. Max was all in, too. He proved it when he went all out.

There was a gaping hole in Daniel's chest and he couldn't tell if the blood on Max's hands was his or if it belonged to the two of them.

"'Course, mate," Daniel lifts his arms up in mock surrender. Each word on his tongue leaves an acid burn. He grabs Martjin by the elbow and gets into his face, manic idea hanging over his head like a guillotine. "Hey, so. For old times sake, can I ask you something? No biggie."

Martjin makes a face but nods. Daniel gets close to his ear and straight up yells that weird, Dutch phrase Max told him a lifetime ago, in a room of a villa that saw them untainted. It never sat right with him. He's sure the pronunciation is royally fucked up but Martjin's stunned reaction tips off an alarm in Daniel's brain.

"Max told you that?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Daniel sees Lando thrust a gin and tonic into Max's hands only to have the glass pushed back, spilling liquid on the floor. Daniel whole body twitches.

"Does it meant that I'm a sore loser or was Max fucking with me?" he asks, straight to the point.

Martjin glances at Max over his shoulder, then turns back around, mouth pulled into a thin line.

"It means," he says, hesitantly. Daniel isn't even paying attention to him anymore, not really. His eyes are glued to Max just standing out there — too close and too far — his lovely lips parted on something unspoken, shoulders tense like he's squaring off for a fight and the look of distress all over his face. Daniel feels sick with it. He wants out. "In Dutch, uh. What Max said, it means–"

Daniel's patient runs dry.

"Fucking, what?"

"You're my everything."

Send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it.

[reigningqueenofwords]

Biscuits and Gravy

Word count: 960

Read on AO3

Part 3 of Dark Chocolate

Finally, the two of you pulled apart. “Did they hurt you?” He asked, his voice low. 

You shook your head. “Not really.” You told him. “The last thing I remember before waking up here was a knock on my door.” You admitted. “I’m guessing that whoever kidnapped me knocked on my door and knocked me out.” 

“Does your head hurt?” He cupped your cheek as Sam peeked in. 

“A little, but not too badly.” You glanced to Sam, making Bucky look over his shoulder at him. 

“Coast is clear, boss.” Sam told him. “Steve’s, uh, with a guy right now. Getting answers.” He explained, knowing that you likely didn’t want to hear ‘pummeling some douche’. “Stark also got back to me about that security. Said it’ll take a week to get it all.” 

Bucky’s jaw clenched as he nodded, his focus back on you. “Let’s get you out of here. You can stay with me until Stark gets some security up at your place.” He told you, making you stare at him. That’s when his eyes went to your neck. They’d taken your necklace. 

“What? I don’t even know what’s going on.” You shook your head. “I want to go home. Chewie is there. My life is there.” You told him. 

“It’s not safe.” He pointed out. “It won’t be long. We’ll bring you home, get you a bag packed, get Chewie and his things, and you’ll come with me.” He really hoped that you didn’t argue with him. He knew you were feisty, and he loved that. However, he was worried that would make it easier for you to be hurt. 

You chewed on your lip. “O-or you can stay with me?” You countered. “I have a spare room, so one of your guys could stay, if you’d prefer?” You didn’t want him to feel obligated to ‘babysit’ you. “And they can stay at my shop with me. Hang out. Eat cupcakes.” 

Bucky sighed. “There’s nothing I can say to get you to come stay with me, is there?” He asked, a slightly amused look on his face. Here you were, being rescued, and you were bargaining with him! Who else would do that? 

You blushed, shrugging a shoulder. “Can I think about it? I’ll make you guys dinner as a thank you for saving me. How long was I here, anyway?” You asked as he started to lead you out of the room. 

“Almost two days.” 

“Oh my God. Chewie! H-he was out back. I had let him out for some fresh air. He’s never outside that long.” You told him, a worried look on his face. 

“Don’t worry, honey. Chewie is fine.” Sam spoke up. “I let him back in and made sure he was fed. Been checkin’ on him.” He assured you. 

You relaxed at that. “Thank you.” You were thankful that Chewie was okay. You’d had him since he was a puppy, and he was your best friend. “Any requests for dinner?” You didn’t want to think about being kidnapped anymore. 

Bucky glanced at Sam, knowing that chances were, that night wouldn’t be easy. He knew what nightmares were like, and hoped that they didn’t haunt you like they haunted him. “Whatever you like makin’, doll.” He put his hand on your lower back, opening the door to the outside for you. 

Once back at your place, the guys used your downstairs bathroom to clean up. You, however, slowly made your way up the stairs to shower. And throw these clothes away. You doubted that you’d ever look at them and not think of that little room. Chewie was right behind you, not having left your side since you walked in the front door. 

Chewie laid outside your bathroom door the entire time you showered. His tail wagging as you opened the door after. You crouched and smiled at him. “Love you, too.” You gave him a scratch. “Let’s go downstairs and see the guys, huh?” You stood up and walked past him, patting your leg. As he followed, you made a note to get him a treat next time you went to the store. 

You were in a pair of lounge paints, a tank, and a loose zip up hoodie, your hair left down. “That help any, sweetheart?” Steve asked as he saw you. 

You shrugged a shoulder. “A little.” You said softly. “I feel cleaner, at least.” That was something. “How does pasta sound for dinner? I’m not sure if I have much else to just whip up.” You tucked some hair behind your ear. 

Bucky came out of the kitchen, holding out some water for you. “What’s your favorite meal to make?” He asked. “Stevie can run out to the store for what you need. Just gotta give him a grocery list.” He told you. 

You thought for a moment. “Do you guys like biscuits and gravy?” You sipped your water, smiling a bit as all three looked a bit excited at that. When you looked at them, you didn’t see mobsters or whatever they got called. You saw Bucky, Sam, and Steve. Just three really sweet guys. What they did, or what they ‘were’, didn’t bother you. Logically, you knew that it should have, but it just…didn’t. 

“Sweetheart, I haven’t had biscuits and gravy since I was a kid.” Sam told you, making you chuckle. “I will personally make sure Steve here gets the right stuff.” He patted Steve on the back. 

“I hope you like what I put on top as a little extra something.” You told him. “Guess you’ll just have to wait and see what it is.” 

Bucky grinned, watching the three of you. You were good for him, and for his men, and you had no idea.

[tgrailwar-zero]

Do they know anything about this fog? Is it just part of the landscape or could it be dangerous?

"The fog? It's far from dangerous, unless you have bad vision. Then you might trip on something. Certainly not the most accessible, but the villagers here keep the paths clean, so as long as you stay on the roads, you should be fine. But enough about that. Let's get you outside."

As she exited the church, she let the two of them walk ahead a bit so that she could make a small comment.

"They seem nice. See? I told you it'd be fine."

As the three of them continued to travel through the fog covered roads, HISTORIA made idle conversation.

"Some may assume that it'd be easy to get lost in a town like this, but it's surprisingly easy to navigate."

HISTORIA said, before stopping in front of the tavern. LUNE bounced a bit.

"We're here! I hope it's something good tonight!"

As the two swung the doors open, a figure burst through. A form, clad in tattered, ruined clothing and a malevolent-looking mask stumbled outward, hand outstretched. It let out a low, unholy groan, wrapped within an overwhelming stench of flesh and fermentation.

Before KUKULKAN could swing, the zombie shambled past her and towards HISTORIA, heavily draping a hand around his shoulder.

"Bishop! How the hell are ya! Thought you would'a hit the hay by now!"

"While the night is so young? Perish the thought. Me and Lune just had some business at the church, and picked up a new friend along the way."

"Ohhh, hohoho! That's right, doin' that special mission for 'His Majesty' or whoever, right? Had any luck? Y'know we're all rootin' for ya!"

"Thank you, but before we get to talking- you gave my friend a bit of a fright."

The masked figure turned towards KUKULKAN who still had her hands raised and balled into fists, scratching a bit at his head.

"Eer, sorry 'bout that. Guess your new in town? Welcome! Sorry my ugly mug was the lead on your welcome wagon!"

"It's... fine?"

With KUKULKAN's hesitant response being good enough for him, the figure let out a hearty laugh as he stumbled away, still holding onto HISTORIA.

As the… zombie(?) continued to banter with HISTORIA, KUKULKAN took the chance to look around the bar. And vaguely identify the fleshy-and-fermented smell as chicken and presumably alcohol. One could only guess, at this point. This didn't exactly seem like a high-class eatery.

It seemed as if the area had a mix of living and non-living patrons. Before much further thought could be put towards it, LUNE grabbed KUKULKAN's arm and pulled her over to a table, humming to themselves excitedly.

LUNE hopped into a seat, patting it for KUKULKAN to sit next to them as HISTORIA made their way around the bar, greeting and making quiet conversation with the few patrons.

"They say the doctor in this town created the fog so that these zombie villagers could persist. Cool, huh?"

LUNE looked over to the back of the tavern, presumably where the kitchen was.

"It's a 'Chef's Surprise' tonight, I think. They call it that, because even the Chef is surprised while they're making it, and every customer gets something different! Anyways, we're covered on the somethin-or-other, now's time to relax!"

[wheredafandomat]

You’re the boss

Loki x female reader: Workplace AU

Part 2

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The worst thing about Monday morning is the fact that it’s Monday morning meaning having to wake up extremely early for the Monday morning meeting you had given too many excuses for to miss. Turning your alarm off, you peaked your head from under your duvet and yawned. Pulling back the covers with a sigh, you got out of bed before making your way to the bathroom. Face washed, teeth brushed and you showered, you entered your bedroom again before picking out todays clothes. A blouse, pencil skirt and blazer later, you were standing in your kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil. Glancing over at the clock, you abandoned your coffee and quickly grabbed your heels whilst shoving your feet into your flat shoes. Dashing towards your car, you made your way to work.

Stifling a yawn, you sat in the meeting room waiting for Steve to arrive to tell you this weeks mission as he liked to call it which was basically a ridiculous term for sales targets etcetera. Seeing Natasha walking in, you smiled at her, gesturing for her to sit next to you. Before she had time to speak to you, Steve was walking in.

“Morning team, as promised last week we’ve got a new person joining our family.” He smiled brightly causing the majority of you to roll your eyes.

“When did he say we we’re getting another colleague?” You turned to Natasha.

“I think he did mention it, regardless, it’s not a colleague, it’s competition.” She smirked.

“Hopefully they’re better than the last one, he didn’t last two minutes.” You laughed.

“They’re vultures.” Natasha mocked, mimicking the last person who thought they’d be able to meet their targets better than you and her.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like you to meet your new colleague and my assistant Mr Laufeyson.”

“So he’s new and he’s already ahead of us, who knew Steve even hired assistants.” Natasha questioned.

“I guess for the day he takes off.” You suggested, turning to Natasha who was gasping at whoever just entered the door. You wasn’t too fussed but seeing who it was but her reaction made you turn to face this mystery man.

“Oh my god.” You uttered, eyes meeting Lokis as he looked around at everyone before his gaze fell onto you.

“Y/n, it’s the guy from Saturday.” Natasha whispered, nudging your side as you remained frozen, staring at Loki.

“Lovely to meet you all, I hope I get a chance to speak to you all personally today.” He smiled, eyes leaving yours as he looked across the room.

“Mr Laufeysons office will be opposite my one so if you need anything, it goes through him first.” Steve added.

“He gets an office?” Sam scoffed.

“What makes him so special?” Wanda spoke venomously.

“Mr Laufeyson has some of the best accounts I’ve seen, him joining our company is a blessing plus I need someone on their A game for when I leave for Hong Kong.” Steve explained. Oh yes you thought, Steve’s sabbatical in Hong Kong for him to have a break and start enjoying life as he always droned on about. Eyes widening, you realised that that meant Loki would eventually be your boss.

“Noo.” You called out, accidentally speaking aloud and causing everyone’s focus to turn to you including Lokis who arched a brow. “I—I mean noo, please don’t leave us.”

“I know you’ll all miss me.” Steve sighed “but it’s about time for me to have a break and start enjoying life.” He finished before patting Loki on the back “I hope Mr Laufeyson here can help me do that.”

“I will try.” Loki chuckled, flashing a wide smile. Such perfect teeth too, oh fuck.

“Anyways, I’ll leave you to it. If you need coffee or anything.” Steve began, looking around the room “y/n can show you where this floors kitchen is.” Steve finished, pointing at you. “Y/n, give him a little wave so he knows who you are.”

Mentally cringing, you lifted your arm, giving Loki a small wave causing him to grin at you.

“Thank you.” Loki spoke before Steve dismissed himself and everyone began leaving the room beginning to start work meanwhile you were still sitting down looking up at Loki who began taking slow steps towards you.

“Well well well, what a surprise.” He smirked, standing in front of you “how are you this fine Monday morning, y/n?”

“Look Loki about Saturday night—”

“No hard feelings.” He assured “I must say, you do look rather fetching in your work clothes, and here I was thinking you only looked sexy on weekends.”

Eyes widening, you stood up, feeling stupid when Loki still towered over you.

“Listen, Saturday was Saturday, this is my workplace—”

“Our workplace.” He corrected.

“Our workplace, so let’s keep things professional okay.”

“It’s hard when I’ve been thinking about you all weekend, why did you leave?” He asked, eyes dipping to your lips as he continued looking down at you.

“Wasn’t feeling well.” You lied.

“You seemed perfectly fine in the toilets.” He countered “perfectly fine.”

“Shhhhhh.” You hushed, putting one of your fingers on his lips “shh, sh.”

“My apologies.” He said before he licked your finger.

“That’s unsanitary.” You gasped.

“Not as unsanitary as Saturday night.” He smirked.

You hated him, really hated him.

“Of all the people I could have hooked up with, it was my future boss.” You grimaced.

“Ooh, I like the way that sounded, future boss, say it again.”

“How did you even get this job?” You sighed.

“I’m really good at what I do.” He answered pompously causing you to laugh. “What?”

“You’re not better than me.” You continued to laugh.

“I am.”

“How much is your portfolio worth?” 

“A man never tells.”

“Ha.” You scoffed.

“Fifteen million.” He pronounced causing you to gasp.

“No way.” You answered, jaw slack.

“Yes.”

“Wow.”

“Why don’t you show me where the coffee is.” Loki sniggered, placing a hand under your chin to close your jaw.

Walking infront of Loki, you lead him towards the kitchen where you made a coffee for you both.

“Why don’t we just start again.” You suggested, handing him the mug.

“But you hurt my feelings.” He smirked, lowering himself to you slightly before he took the mug.

“You said no hard feelings.”

“Yes, not that it didn’t hurt.” He corrected. “I don’t take well to rejection.” He sighed dramatically.

“I’m pretty sure the reason we’re talking right now was because I didn’t reject you, I remember specifically not rejecting you.”

“No, we’re talking right now because I’m your future boss remember.” He teased.

“Well future boss, I’ve got work to do.” You huffed, making your way out of the kitchen.

“Y/n wait.” He called after you. “How much is your portfolio worth?”

“Half of yours, for now.” You answered, not turning to look at him before you walked towards your desk. Monday mornings had just gotten worse.

Loki in his office 😂 I want you all to know that I know NOTHING about the portfolio things or what any of it means - why I’ve included it, I simply do not know.

NEEEEEXTTTTT

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[supercorpkid]

That’s why I still get jealous.

Supercorp, Kara Danvers x Daughter!Reader, Lena Luthor x Daughter!Reader, Kate Bishop x Friend!Reader

Word Count: 3000.

Notes: for more context you can check out Jealousy, jealousy first.

“Kate! Let’s go!” You yell from downstairs, picking up your backpack and throwing it over your shoulder.

“So-” Kara starts, looking at you from the other side of the counter. You raise your head at her, but you are barely paying attention. “Kate’s still here. Whoever was supposed to pick her up was a no show. Maybe you should take her to her own world?”

“Yeah, yeah. Later. We have something planned now.” You dismiss her with your hands. “KATE!”

“Coming!” She yells, running down the stairs in her suit. “I do not have super speed, Snow.”

“Where are you guys running off to, anyways?” Kara asks, while you put Kate’s quiver behind your back.

“Oh, Kate’s helping me take down an evil organization.” You look at her, who beams with excitement. “Ready, partner?”

“This is so cool!” It’s Kate’s response, so you think she is ready.

You could tell Kara the whole thing. You look at her, lazily making herself a PB&Jelly sandwich and you know she wouldn’t say no to helping. But the thing with Kara is that she is Supergirl. Supergirl doesn’t do stakeouts, doesn’t wait for the best moment to act. She just barges into the place, breaking everything on the way. And this is not how Shadow Helper moves. So right now, Kate is your safest bet.

“See you later, momma.” You throw your hood over your head and make your way to the backyard. “Ready to put our arrows to the test?”

It’s no surprise when Kate’s response is an excited one. “Can’t wait! So where are we going? Do you know where the guy is? Do you have a tracker or something else? Do you have technology I never once dreamed of? Do you have a drone?”

“No, to all of the questions. Just give me a minute.” You breathe deep and close your eyes, trying to listen the best you can to this guy’s voice.

“Are you just gonna magically guess where he is?”

“Shhhh.”

“I’m serious, like, how would you know? Do you have witch powers? Is that why you like Wanda so much?”

“Bishop, shut up, I’m trying to listen.”

“To what? There’s nothing going on.”

“I’m trying to listen to him, you moron. I have super hearing.”

“Oh.” Kate forces a smile and shuts up, but not before mumbling to herself. “What on Earth you don't have?”

“Lots of other things.” You answer, a full minute later. “Hop on, I got him.”

No flying when you’re in your Shadow Helper suit, so you just run as fast as you can to this abandoned warehouse he seems to be at. You choose to wait on the other side, inside an also abandoned building.

When you finally put Kate on the ground, she can’t stop forcing the vomit in loud noises. “Oh my God,” She complains, all loud noises and nothing coming out of her. “that was awful. I don’t think the human body was made for that.”

“You’re fine.” You pat her shoulder. “Stop being so loud, they’ll hear us.”

“Easy for you to say.” Kate throws herself on the floor. You roll your eyes, before moving to the window to watch them. It takes a few minutes for her to recover and sit next to you, looking out the window. “So where did you get the name Shadow Helper?”

“I don’t know. People started calling me that ‘cause all they can see of me is a shadow moving. And, well, I help ‘em.”

“Creative.” She sighs. “I keep trying to come up with names for myself, but none of them are good.”

“Let’s hear them. We have a while.” You point to the other building where there is not much going on, except three guys playing cards.

“I was thinking, Hawk-eve.”

“Awful.”

“Lady Hawk.”

“God, Kate.” You try to hold a loud laugh, but you can’t. Lucky for you no one seems to have heard you.

“Hot shot.” She says with a special grin towards you. You raise an eyebrow at her.

“Suits you.” You smile again. “I mean, it has something to do with arrows; it lets people know how hot you are; and it’s just the right amount of presumptuousness. You know, like your entire personality.”

“I’m not-” Kate scoffs, then thinks about it. “Alright. Why don’t you give me a better one, huh, Miss Snow White?”

“That’s-That’s not even my real name. You know what? Fine, let me think.” You watch some guys going inside the warehouse, and Kate’s attention also turns there. “You know, there was this guy that used to work with my momma and uncle Barry. He was the Hawkeye of my multiverse, and his superhero name was Green Arrow. Maybe you should call yourself The Violet Arrow.”

“The Violet Hawk.”

“Jesus, forget the hawk.” You tap on her leg and point at the window. “Shoot the arrow with the camera. We need more than just my x-ray vision if we want to prove they’re shady.”

Kate gets in position right away, aiming for a place close to the window where you two can have a perfect vision of what’s inside. “Got it.”

You look down on your phone, recording the clear transaction happening. Money being counted, drugs being passed, guns being shown. You know, the usual for this type of shitty people.

“Playing it live at all computers on the nearest police precinct.” You tell her, and her head moves closer to yours, so she can look at the phone. “I’ll send them the localization as well.”

“What if they don’t come?” You feel Kate’s breath on your cheek, which means she is too close. You should not have looked up and locked eyes with her, that’s for sure.

“Um,” Your cheeks burn red, and you look down quickly. “You shoot the explosive one.”

“Ooooh, can I do that now?” She asks, excitedly. Looking at the tags in the arrows, trying to find the one that will explode them.

“Police are coming.” You say, using your super hearing again to hear the mobilization happening at the precinct. They’ll be here fast.

“Oh, bummer.” She throws herself back on the old and disgusting chair she found laying around. “Can I destroy the warehouse after they go to jail?”

“Sure.” You agree with your head. “I’m gonna go retrieve your arrow before the police show up. Keep a lookout, please.”

You retrieve the arrow with no major incidents, but you can’t say the same for when the police show up to arrest the criminals. Kate makes a stupid joke, another one from her immense repertoire, and you can’t stop the laughter that bubbles inside you and leave your mouth loudly.

“There’s more people in that building.” You hear one of the officers saying.

“Shit. Pick up your quiver, hot shot, they heard us.” You run at normal speed out of the place. Kate’s easily following you behind.

She points at an old car parked outside. “Hey, Snow. Can we take this car?”

“We’re not gonna take the car, I can run us out of here!” You pick her up in bridal style.

“Oh, I forgot about that.”

“And that is stealing, by the way!” You squeak, before running away as fast as you can.

When you finally stop; so far away no one can see you, and put Kate on the ground, she runs to the side of the alley and vomits in the trash can.

“No more running!” She comes back cleaning her mouth and you give her an apologetic smile. “You keep on trying to kill me.”

“I’m sorry!” You beg, holding her arm, because she looks sick.

“I’ll forgive you,” she smiles mischievously. “If you buy me ice-cream.”

“I can’t be seen in this outfit, Kate. I’m supposed to be a shadow, remember?” She rolls her eyes at you. “Ok, just-just wait here and I’ll be right back.”

You’re out of the alley, in your house for a change of clothes, and back in the alley in a few minutes. Kate is looking at her phone when you get back.

“That was fast.” She points at you with the chin, and you hold her arm again, getting out of the alley and walking to the nearest ice-cream shop. “I’ve been here for a week and no sign of Yelena. What if she doesn’t come?”

“Then we’ll go.” You agree with your head, thinking about it. “I’ll even help you out with whatever it’s happening in your world, before coming back here. You know, another team-up wouldn’t hurt us.”

“That would be so dope! Are you serious? You’re coming with me to my world?” Kate is almost skipping in excitement.

You shrug with a smile. “Yeah! Why not?”

“No. Absolutely not!” Kara says, crossing her arms. “You’re not going to another universe to help Kate with whatever it is that is happening there.”

“What? Why not? You just said this morning that I should take her to her own world!” You mimic her actions, crossing your arms as well.

“I said you should take her there, and not stay there.”

You look at Lena with pleading eyes. “Don’t look at me. I’m not letting you go either.”

“You get to go to other worlds all the time.” You look back at Kara. “And Kate really helped me today.” To almost get caught, you think to yourself, but don’t add that last part. “It’s only fair-”

“I could’ve helped.” Kara mumbles.

“It was a dumb mission. We just took down this drug dealer. It’s not a job for Supergirl.”

“And why not?” Kara asks, with hurt in her voice.

“Because!” Seriously? That was all you can say about why Kara didn’t have to be there?

“I asked for your help the other day and you ditched me to go hang out with Kate.” She says with a little mock voice. “And today instead of asking for my help, you asked hers.”

“Again, dumb mission. We didn’t even fight. We just looked at them from a window and lured the cops there. Why would you even want to be a part of that?”

“So I could hang with you!” Kara explodes the truth, and you furrow your brows. “It’s all Kate this, Kate that. Training with Kate, missions with Kate, making arrows with Kate, movies with Kate.”

“Oh my God, are you jealous of her?” You joke, trying to hide the laughter.

“Duh, Einstein.” Kara rolls her eyes at you, and you stop the smile when you realize she really is jealous.

“What? Why? Because I’ve been spending time with her for a week?”

“Yes! That’s all you’ve been doing all week.” Kara complains again and you look at Lena, waiting for her to defend you, knowing that is insane the fact that Kara is jealous of your friend.

“Your momma is right. We miss you.” Your mouth drops when you hear what Lena has to say. “Kate is nice and all, but she’s been here too long. And you have been neglecting us.”

“Oh wow, ok. You two are being melodramatic.” You breathe out, throwing yourself back on the couch. “I promised a friend I would help. Now what do I do?”

“Tell her you’re underage and your melodramatic moms didn’t let you go.” Lena gives you a fake smile and you huff, getting up from the couch in front of them, and going to the backyard where Kate is waiting for you.

“Ready?” She asks when she sees you. “Aren’t you going to put on your Shadow suit?”

“Actually-” You come in closer and stop right next to her. “I don’t think I can make it. I mean, I will definitely take you there, but I don’t know if I can stay and help.”

“It’s ok, Snow.” Kate throws her arm around you and brings you even closer. “You helped me out a whole bunch this week. And we had a lot of fun. I don’t know what I would do all alone in this universe if it wasn’t for you.”

“Yeah, I had fun too, hot shot. And I’m kinda sad to see you go.” You hold her tightly and breathe out, thinking about it.

What you aren’t thinking about, actually, is the fact that you liked Kate so much, you wanted everyone in your life to meet her, including your girlfriend. And you also forgot, that since you were planning on leaving today with Kate, you invited Maya over to meet her before she left.

“Hm, mhm.” Maya cleans her throat, and you get away from Kate to look at her.

You weren’t doing much. No, wait. You weren’t doing anything. You were hugging a friend that is leaving. Maya’s face, on the other hand, shows you that she might think otherwise.

“This is what you invited me here for? To watch you and other girl…” She points at the two of you, and you get farther away from Kate and closer to her.

“There is nothing going on between me and Kate.” You explain right away.

“Except we’re best friends-” You hear behind you.

“Kate, don’t try to help.”

“And partners.” She says before you give her a warning look. “Sorry, I’m sorry. I’m going to give you guys some privacy.” And she walks to the other end of the backyard.

“Babe, Kate is just a friend. She came from one of the universes I went to once, and we had so much to talk about. It felt so nice to have someone like her in my life.”

“Like her?” Maya quirks an eyebrow.

“Someone who understands. You know, I have a bunch of superheroes around me, but they’re all old.” You breathe out heavily, sitting on the nearest chair. You wait until Maya sits next to you before you go on. “She is young and making mistakes. And things go wrong and it’s not the end of the world. It’s different. It’s freeing. I think the reason why I feel this weight on my shoulders is because I’m used to people like momma, who had her whole life to figure out and make mistakes and now she doesn’t make them anymore. Now she is Supergirl! The myth! The goddess! And I’m not that.”

Maya blinks her comprehension to you. You look at Kate, distracted, while playing with one of the arrows and getting a small electrical shock. “I’m that.” You point with a smile.

“I think you’re better than that.” Maya jokes. “But sure, I understand. It’s just I-I’m not a superhero. And as much as I try to understand you, it’s not the same. I can’t give you what she can.”

“Babe, we’ve been through so much. Do you think I’m insane to throw that away for a girl that is leaving any time now? All the love and support from you, for that?” You point at Kate getting a small shock one more time.

“Why won’t she just stop?” Maya asks and you chuckle. “I didn’t mean to get jealous. If you tell me there’s nothing going on with you two, I’ll believe you.”

You look at Kate one more time. Sure, there were moments that shouldn’t have existed. And thoughts that maybe shouldn��t have crossed your mind. But the truth is that nothing happened. You look back at Maya with a smile, knowing that even if something could have happened between the two of you, you wouldn’t want that, because the love of your life is right in front of you.

“She’s a friend.” You smile, reassuringly. “And a great partner. But that’s all she is. There is no reason for you to get jealous.” You bring her closer so you can kiss her. You were already sure, but the moment your lips touch, you’re even more. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Maya agrees, giving you a chaste kiss, before getting up and walking to Kate, showing her hand. “Hey, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh!” Kate puts her arrow on the quiver on her back. “Snow told me so much about you! It’s nice to meet you, Maya! Glad it’s not awkward anymore. I mean, I am her best friend.”

You roll your eyes at her. “Alright, wrap this up, it’s time to get you home.” You say opening the portal, and Kate quickly says goodbye to Maya.

“Will I see you again?” Kate turns around, before crossing the portal. You smile at her.

“I have a feeling Yelena might send you back here sooner than later.”

“That’s true.” She agrees and goes back to it. “See you soon, Snow!”

“See you soon, hot shot.” Kate is almost crossing when you yell at her. “Tell Wanda I miss her.”

Kate shows you her middle finger, and you chuckle, watching her cross the portal without another word. The portal disappears in front of you, and Maya slings her arm around your waist.

“God, your life is so weird.” She says and you agree with your head, before kissing her again. “Wanna hang out?”

You look inside your house, to your moms curled up on the couch, watching a movie together and you smile. “You know, today is Friday. And Friday is for family, so-” You raise an eyebrow at her. “Wanna watch a movie with us?”

“I mean, if Friday is for family, then what other alternative do I have?” She smiles, pecking your mouth for a quick kiss, and you smile widely, going back inside.

“Do you guys mind if we join?” Both Kara and Lena agree with their heads, and you sit on the other couch, cuddling Maya the same way they are.

You look at Kara across from you, and she looks back at you. You smile apologetically. “You’re my best friend.” You whisper so low; you’re sure Kara is the only one that heard you with her super hearing.

“I know.” She whispers too, giving you a winning smile.

You hope to see Kate again soon. But now? Now you are exactly where you want to be, and you wouldn’t change a thing about it.

Notes: thanks @okiedokie4 for this prompt. I had loads of fun writing Kate Bishop :)

[myherowritings]

PART 3. ACCIDENTAL SUGAR DADDY?

SUMMARY. Todoroki Shouto was a wealthy, young CEO who inherited his father’s enterprise. You were a barista at a local cafe who wouldn’t mind some extra cash. One day, Shouto came in during an early morning shift and tipped you such a large sum of money, you were certain it had to have been an accident. To your surprise and complete pleasure: It was not.

PAIRING. ceo!todoroki shouto x barista!reader

WORD COUNT. 2.4k

GENRE. ceo/barista au, fluff, eventual smut

WARNINGS. none in this chapter

A/N. happy new year y’all! :3 i hope you have a good 2021 and here is some flirty ceo!shouto for u to enjoy as we enter the new year hehe ;) thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! xx sof

SERIES MASTERLIST

© myherowritings — all rights reserved. reposting, modifying, copying, or translating of any kind is not allowed. do not read my writing as asmr. do not plagiarize.

“I heard you dropped by this weekend,” you said as a greeting, a playful smile on your lips. “Looking for me?”

If the tips of his ears didn’t tinge pink, you would have guessed Shouto was completely unaffected by your words. 

“Mn.” He drew his attention away from your gaze and pointedly adjusted his cufflinks. “Good morning to you too.” 

You laughed, accepting you wouldn’t get anything out of your attempt at teasing. “Morning, Shouto. How was your weekend?” 

The cafe was quite busy this hour, but Miyazaki took over the other register to alleviate the stress (though, what she really said was so you and pretty boy—who happened to be rich rich—could talk). Whatever the reason, you were glad for a small break whenever you could get it.

“You could say it was busy,” he replied, sounding a bit tired. For the first time since you met him, you actually noticed how exhausted he looked. You wanted to put cucumbers on his eyes and lay his head down on your lap to coax him to sleep. Nonetheless, he smiled softly at you. “And yours? I hope you were able to have time to rest and relax.”

You nodded. “I just slept a lot and caught up on the shows I missed throughout the week.”

“The real way a weekend should be spent.” 

His voice was teasing but he didn’t sound mocking. Just...somewhat playful. There was something about his tone that made you want to hear it again.

“Something tells me you need a weekend away where you could just relax and do nothing,” you commented, tapping the back of your pen to your chin. “Do you not have any days off at work?” 

He considered this. “Depends what you mean by day off.” 

“If you have to ask that, that probably means you don’t have a day off, huh?” you said with a frown, holding your hand over your chest as you sighed dramatically. “You poor thing. Overworked and tired. Maybe I should steal you away one weekend and get you to just relax.” 

You were only half-serious.

“Maybe you should,” agreed Shouto, sounding full-serious.

“Maybe I will,” you blurted before you could stop yourself. Maybe you could if you actually had his number… Then, feeling shameful you said, “But, ah, anyway, what can I get for you today? We actually have cheese danishes again!”

His face brightened. “You do? I’ll take five dozen.”

With a laugh you took down his order. You really weren’t sure where all these pastries were going when he bought it, but judging from his expression, you figured it must be somewhere good. 

“And for your drink?”

“This time I’ll have a large green tea with almond milk, please.” 

You nodded but tilted your head to the side in question. “No coffee with extra shots of espresso today?” 

“I add too much sugar and creamer to my coffee,” he admitted sheepishly. “And with all the baked goods I’ve been eating I realized I may have had an excess amount of sweets lately.” 

With an understanding laugh you patted his hand that was resting on the counter woefully. “I can definitely relate to that. If too many sweets are bad for you they shouldn’t have made it taste so good.”

Shouto glanced down at where your hands touched, an expression you couldn’t quite discern on his face. Averting your gaze, you quickly pulled your hand back. Was that inappropriate of you? Did he find it too pushy?

“Oh— Sorry about that,” you said, rubbing your elbow with your opposite hand. “Got a bit ahead of myself there.”

“No, it’s fine.” He blinked once. “I didn’t mind.”

Unsure if he meant anything by that and unsure if you were reading too much into things, you simply brushed the topic off and moved on to getting his order in telling him the price. 

“Paying by card again, I’m assuming?” you asked before hitting the appropriate button on the screen.

“Correct.”

By now the sight of the sleek and pretty credit card was one you grew rather fond of as he scanned over the payment terminal and signed his name. Was it weird you wanted to examine his signature more closely? Shouto seemed like the type of person who would have a fancy signature that somehow looked like art. 

As per routine, you told him his order would be ready for pick up at his right and, before he left the register, he thanked you and gave you another $100. 

Did it feel any less strange than the first time he tipped you? Not really, no. But you still weren’t going to complain about a generous tip from a willing customer.

Before he left with his cheese danishes and cup of tea in hand, he stopped by next to you with a small smile. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You grinned back. “Can’t wait, Shouto!” 

— ✩ —

This went on for a whole other week. By this point, he had given you over $1,000 in tip and you were starting to feel like you should give him something in return despite him assuring you he didn’t expect anything. 

When you told your friends about the nice guy you met while you were working and they asked for the details, the first thing they said in response to your situation was, “Sugar daddy?” 

Before they planted that thought into your head, you just took it as a rich businessman who hated the rich and believed in redistribution of wealth—you couldn’t complain about that. That made him even more appealing, if you must say. But once Kaminari and Ashido whispered those two words, you couldn’t help but see the comparisons. 

You had no issues with sugar daddies or sugar babies; as long as they were two consenting adults, what did it matter to you? It just wasn’t something you were looking for at the time and you didn’t want Shouto to get the wrong impression or involve yourself in something you weren’t ready to. 

As you commuted to work for your next morning shift, you told yourself today was the day you’d thank him one final time for the tips, but tell him you couldn’t accept anymore. You were sure he’d be understanding but you also hoped it wouldn’t deter him from coming to see you. That was the last thing you’d want. 

“Mrs. Miyazaki,” you said between customers. “When Shouto comes in, do you think I can step away from the register to talk to him for a little? I promise it’ll be brief!”

She waved her hand dismissively. “That’s not a problem. Are you finally going to ask him out or something?”

You scratched the back of your neck. “Or something, yeah.” 

Thankfully, by the time Shouto arrived today, it was later than he normally came, meaning rush hour was almost dying down. 

“Good morning! Someone’s a little late today,” you teased. “Overslept?” 

“I wish,” he sighed wistfully. “I had a meeting early this morning and it just ended. Didn’t have a chance to pick up some coffee or pastries beforehand.” 

You frowned. “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope whoever was hosting the meeting at least provided you guys drinks and snacks!” 

He paused. “He did, but… I just thought yours were better.” 

Smiling at the compliment, you preened. “Well, I can’t say I’m not surprised. And I’m glad you were able to drop by still. Would’ve missed you too much otherwise.”

Again, you were only half-serious.

“Hm. I would’ve missed you too.”

And again, he seemed full-serious. Not that you minded. 

After taking his order and watching him pay, you pulled him to the side, looking over at your boss so she knew what was going on. She gave you a brief nod as you turned your attention to Shouto. 

A lapse of silence went by and he spoke up, “Did you have something you wanted to say?” 

“Yeah, actually.” You wrung your fingers nervously, hoping you wouldn’t say anything to offend him since you knew his actions were coming from a kind place. “I just wanted to say… I’m not really looking for a sugar daddy right now.”

He blinked once. Then twice. “Pardon?” 

You stared at him, unsure what to say. 

“I— Sorry. I wasn’t… It’s not my intention to be a...sugar daddy either.” Shouto’s face flushed a bright pink that made your own cheeks warm up in response. 

“But the—the money? I just… I guess I thought…” You winced.

So he wasn’t trying to pick up a sugar baby… Well, this was awkward. But regardless, you think you’ve gotten close enough to him to the point where it would feel weird accepting money from him. 

“I’m sorry if I was unclear. It really is just a tip to show appreciation for your service here.” 

You shook your head. “No! Sorry, that makes sense! My friends just said… And then I…” you trailed off, feeling a million times more flustered than when you started. “Sorry about that. The sugar daddy mishap aside, I still wanted to say that I really appreciate the tips you gave, but I don’t think I can accept them anymore.” 

Slowly, he nodded, adjusting the collar of his dress shirt. “I understand. Did something happen?”

“No, nothing happened!” you were quick to assure. “I really am thankful, but… I think we’ve gotten too close for me to be comfortable accepting that much money, you know?”

Shouto tilted his head to the side, listening intently. 

“Like,” you tried to explain, fiddling with your apron, “over the past few weeks I just think we’ve gotten to know each other more and I think of you as a friend of sorts now.” You peered at him through your lashes, hoping your words were making sense. “I think as a relationship develops—for me, at least—adding money into the mix can cause weird power imbalances if not communicated properly. And I just don’t want that for us.” 

He thought through your words for a while before agreeing. “I get what you mean. I wouldn’t want to unintentionally make you feel like you owe me anything, so if you’re not comfortable with it, I can stop.” 

“Thanks, Shouto,” you said with a beam, glad he was so receptive. Really though, what else did you expect? From your interactions with him you took him to be kindhearted and open. Of course he wouldn’t be upset over this. “But just to be clear, this doesn’t mean you should stop coming! Right? I don’t want to stop being your friend or anything!” 

With a small laugh, he nodded. “Sure. I wouldn’t want to part with my favorite cafe. And I’d like to keep being friends as well.”

Those words warmed your heart. You really were nervous about this confrontation earlier; you didn’t want voicing your opinion to mean ending your friendship. (Although, if you sharing what you were comfortable with was enough to end a relationship, then you supposed it was bound to be a toxic and stifling one in the long run and it was good to know in the beginning to end it before it could grow.) Turns out, however, that you didn’t even need to worry about that. He was understanding and sweet and you were glad to have gotten this out of the way.

“Well, as new friends,” you said, gently nudging his side, “maybe we should get to know each other more? Exchange numbers… Hang out outside of this cafe…” You ran through some suggestions, almost bouncing on your feet in excitement. “I mean, I know you’re always so busy and might not have much free time to hang out. But— If you’re ever free one weekend…” 

“I’d enjoy that,” he cut in, saving you from blabbering your mouth off and accidentally embarrassing yourself. “Didn’t you say you’d steal me away from work to relax? I’m still holding you to that.” 

The beginnings of a smirk formed on his face as he looked at your flustered expression. Was he teasing you?

You huffed, pretending to be insulted by his playful mocking. “Guess I’ll really have to do it then.” 

“Guess so.”

“Maybe you should give me your number first so we could plan it.” 

“Okay.”

He handed you his phone and you handed him yours, both of your adding your numbers to the contact list. Smiling, you held the phone in front of the two of you to take a contact picture of yourself for Shouto’s phone. To your complete surprise, he laughed before promptly following suit and taking a selfie for his contact image. 

“Cute,” you said when he handed you back your phone. 

“You too.” 

Placing your device back in your pocket, you looked at him, hand on hip. “Since when did you become such a smooth-talker? Am I going to have to guard my heart now?” 

His only response was a shrug, but you could see hints of a smile playing on his face. The two of you seemed to be smiling a lot lately, you couldn’t help but notice. 

“I should probably let you go to work now—and I should go back to mine.” You gestured to the growing line at the front of the store. Your manager looked like she had things under control, but you didn’t want to take advantage of her kindness. “You should text me later though. If you want.”

“I’ll do that,” Shouto promised, picking up his drink and pastry boxes from the side counter. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N. And… I’ll message you soon.” 

As you watched him leave the store, you were certain you had a silly look on your face as you stared in a trance. 

“I’ll turn my phone off silent just for you!” you said to his back, hoping he understood what a momentous occasion this was. Your phone was always on silent (unless you were playing a game, of course). But for Shouto, you could handle hearing the obnoxious ringtone and text tone. 

With an amused expression he nodded before waving goodbye.

Later on that day, at the end of your shift, you noticed a new message from a certain someone that made your stomach flutter.

Shouto: Hi there. It’s Shouto :)

You never knew those four simple words would be enough to keep the grin plastered on your face up until the moment your head hit your pillow to fall asleep. But, damn— Were you glad that happened to be the case. 

a/n: whY WAS SHOUTO AND Y/N EXCHANGING NUMBERS SO CUTE idk that scene got me all blushy and :DDD HFJDKSF like taking a selfie with shouto and getting his number? only goal in life BFHFGF,, also y/n said no more tips how we feeling? ;o 

what to expect in the next part:

an unwanted visitor ಥ_ಥ

shouto has a...proposition for y/n 

FLIRTING FLUFF SO MUCH CUTENESS U MIGHT CRY

y/n struggles with their fEeLiNGs~

[subbyboiswriting]

i honestly just wanna see shotaro and yuta fight for their mommy’s attention 😭

please write something about that ms. girl </3

Warning: Sub!Yuta, Sub!Shotaro, Dom!reader,

Handjobs, competition.

A/N: I don’t even know shotaro like that but I know Yuta so.. Shotaro is cute tho I added more of him than I thought. Ignore mistakes.

“Okay, you two!” You smiled brightly. “Jerk each other off and whoever cums first... I won’t have sex with...” You smiled patting both Yuta and Shotaro's heads. Yuta blinked looking at Shotaro then quickly back to you. “What!? Why not just have sex with me! You like me more anyway!” He whined a little. “N-no they like me more! You’re upset cause you know you’ll lose to me!” Shotaro spoke with a huff folding his arms.

“Enough bickering, and let’s see who cums first!” You smiled sitting back against your head bored watching Yuta quickly reach over taking Shotaro in his hand starting to pump him quickly leaning down to take his tip into his mouth so it’d be harder for Shotaro to touch his dick. “Y-Yuta! Agh!” Shotaro groaned feeling Yuta sucking around his head and licking up and down his slit. “N-no fair!”

You smiled watching them “You're gonna lose aren’t you Shotaro? I thought you would wanna fuck me...Guess not.” Shotaro quickly shook his head grabbing the back of Yuta's pulling his head up and taking Yuta's dick in his fist starting to jerk him off quickly before Yuta could lean back down. Yuta moaned squeezing his legs together keeping his hand on Shotaro’s dick pumping him with a fast steady speed. “Oh look at you both!” You laughed pulling your phone out of your pocket snapping a picture of them and looking at it for a moment before putting it away. “You both look so pathetic!” You giggled.

Shotaro whimpered at your words squeezing his eyes shut as you watched his hand moving with unsteady movements to keep pumping Yuta. You watched him closely looking back to Yuta who bit his lip looking at Shotaro's face. “You always cum so quick.! You’re gonna lose bitch.” Yuta giggled starting to tease Shotaro's tip. “Ahhh! Y-y/n....” Shotaro whimpered opening his eyes and looking at you with a pout.

“Aw don’t be too sad baby, you’ll win and fuck me one day.” You giggled getting on the floor next to them starting to flick Shotaros nipples looking at his face scrunch up his hand slowly falling off Yuta’s dick leaving Yuta pumping him quickly closer to his orgasm until he finally reached it.

“Yuta!” Shotaro cried out cumming into Yuta's fist pushing his head into your neck. “Owh!” He wailed loudly “I lost!" Yuta smiled bright giggling and continuing to pump Shotaro at a fast speed. “Yes you did, but guess what? I’ll let you watch Yuta fuck me.” You smiled still flicking a twisting his nipple.

Shotaro started feeling overstimulated thrusting up into Yuta's hand and squeezing his eyes shut and whining loudly making you and Yuta erupt into laughter. “Let’s make him cum again.” You winked at Yuta. He nodded quickly bending down and taking Shotaro's tip back in his mouth licking at his slit.

©subbyboiswriting

[enhypia]

NK ; gamers and their significant other

gamers and their significant other answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: nishimura riki x gn!reader

genre: pure fluff and fun

words: roughly 1.2k

masterlist ⸺ series masterlist

~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - ni-ki speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold- both reader and ni-ki speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking and swearing

this work has minimal mentions of drinking compared to other parts in this series

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

hello~ i'm ni-ki

and i'm (y/n)!

we're ....

he's a gamer and i'm their partner !!

yeah!

[okay, you guys were invited here today as partners with one being a gamer, for a fun little drinking game, you guys are aware of that right?]

yes we were

i'm just here to expose ni-ki honestly

ey~

[who's the gamer?]

i am he is

[but do you also play?}

sometimes, but i mostly just watch ni-ki play

[how did you guys meet?]

through a game

they suck at it

but i pulled you even if i was bad at it so

*ni-ki rolls his eyes

*(y/n) :P

[how long have you guys been together?]

2 years

3 years next month

*(y/n) :O

what?

you remembered?

ey~ that hurts

*both laugh

[were there any fights because of his gaming?]

YES *(y/n) laughs out loud while ni-ki hangs his head in shame

but they aren't big fights? mostly just sulking. i can just remember one major fight

they sulk when i don't pay them attention

and you sulk when i start to treat you how you treat me whenever you're playing too much

*ni-ki pouts

which is not giving me attention :P

[but did you have any problems with his gaming?]

nope, gaming makes ni-ki genuinely happy, and i love seeing him happy

*ni-ki does a heart towards (y/n)

we did have that one major fight i mentioned

i couldn't play for a week because of it, but that's what made me realize that no amount of gaming is worth enough to lose (y/n)

*(y/n) drinks making ni-ki laugh

give me a warning next time gosh.

[okay, how about we officially start the q&a between you guys?]

*both nod and played rock paper and scissors to determine who gets to ask first, ni-ki wins

*ni-ki laughs after reading the question

[have you ever thought about deleting my games whenever you get mad at me?]

no! those cost too much

eh? i don't believe you! you once threatened to delete my games

yah! you knew i was joking at that time

*ni-ki laughs when you pout and he pats your head after

i know i know

i already know the answer to this

[have you ever avoided talking to me to play your games?]

*ni-ki drinks

when we first started dating and i was with him one time when he was playing, i messed around with his phone and i found out i was on mUTE ?!:'&?!

*ni-ki covers his face in guilt

[did you get mad when you found out?]

not really ?? i was just in disbelief

but i did show you that everyone else was muted

they were automated messages ni-ki, you left the gcs instead of muting them *(y/n) deadpanned

i'm sorry~~

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

[was it a turn off finding out i was into gaming or i was a gamer?]

*(y/n) drinks

*ni-ki is shocked

really??

no, i'm just kidding, and i wanted to drink

if anything i was more impressed than turned off since i still do play, i just suck at it

so you admit that i'm good at gaming? *he raises his eyebrows back and forth

stop acting like i don't compliment you about it 24/7 riki

*riki laughs

ohh, you better answer this carefully nishimura riki

i'm scared

[would you rather not play video games forever, or lose me?]

... ..

forever ?

mhmm

... like forever forever ??

ni-ki just drink

*both laugh

it's okay i understand baby, i know my place *(y/n) teases

*ni-ki grins and envelopes (y/n) in a big hug

which is #1 !!

*camera just pans around the pair's adorableness

[question for both: would you trade/sell your significant other for a game console?]

oh he would definitely sell me for a game console, i would be more surprised if he didn't.

*ni-ki is quiet

it depends on the console though

*(y/n) rolls their eyes

but what about you huh?

it depends on the console :P

yah!

[choose one: a gift that i really like or a rare expensive skin you want?]

this whole thing is targeted around the gamer i swear

i know right? i love it

*ni-ki playfully glares at (y/n)

you'd make me choose the skin anyways

yes i would, it's a rare skin, my gift can wait.

thanks, ily <33

ily too, now read the next question

[did you ever get jealous with the people i play with?]

....

*(y/n) drinks, ni-ki laughs

wait! let me defend myself

okay, defend your stand

i don't really mind whoever he plays with honestly, but there are really just times when he's not playing with his friends, and his teammates are just ???

just what???

riki, baby, they were flirting with you.

,,,, eh?

YOU DIDN'T NOTICE?

nO?!

well that's good i guess. but yeah, technically i wasn't really jealous since ni-ki never responded to their advances. i was more of,, irritated ??

i really didn't notice.

it's when i would just suddenly but in, making sure i was heard

ahHH!

wait, that happens a lot,,,,

that's okay *(y/n) pats ni-ki, stay oblivious

eh, i don't really care anyways, i have you

*(y/n) blushes and lightly slaps ni-ki's arms

it's the last one

aww :((

[freestyle for both! ask each other any question you want]

ohhh, should i go first?

yes please

[uhm,, do you wish i put more effort in playing games than just stick to watching you play?]

*ni-ki thinks deeply

sometimes i do because it's always fun playing with you but then if you continue to play. no one would cuddle me while i play

*(y/n) laughs

what? that's like my recharge every time i lose! it's always nice to have someone there just hug you whenever you win or lose

okay okay, i get it, basically i'll try to play more but not too much?

yes <3

*(y/n) rolls their eyes fondly

just ask your question nishimura riki

i'm still thinking!

think faster!

*both laugh

[,,, can i buy the new fifa game?]

*(y/n) groans while ni-ki bursts out laughing

i will kick you riki

okay, okay, this is my real question.

[be my forever player two?]

*(y/n) error error currently malfunctioning

yah! *(y/n) is blushing very hard and ni-ki is just laughing

you think you're so smooth huh?

am i not?

i will unplug your console while you play tonight

*ni-ki continues to tease (y/n) while everyone in the studio is just melting

[that's the best way to end this in my opinion]

right? *ni-ki is smiling proudly and (y/n) shakes their head in disbelief

thanks for having us~ we had fun

thank you~

*both wave at the camera, and cut!

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a/n: and cut!! we're done, this is the last installment in the speak or shot series <33 i can't believe it's finished omg?? i also wanted to end on a good note so i made this one just pure fluff and fun. thank you so much for sticking to this series!! i'm planning to start more in the future. please look forward to them~

[holden-caulfield]

The Prettiest Replacement

↪︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

SUMMARY: reader and draco attend slughorn's party.

WARNINGS: none

WORD COUNT: 1118

"Where are you going so dapper, Malfoy?" you stated after letting out a low, mocking whistle to get his attention.

"Slughorn's party, like you I suppose." he declared, looking at you up and down and plopping onto the couch in the slytherin common room.

"You aren't part of the slugclub though, are you?" you inquired, sitting down next to your friend.

"Thanks for reminding me, really."

"You can always count on me for that, don't worry." his disappointed expression caused a proud smirk to erupt on your face and you continued, "Who invited you?"

"Does it matter?" he said, relaxing his face to normal once more.

"Of course it does, who is it?"

"You really want to know, huh?" he asked, his usual smirk etched on his face as he did so.

"Yes or I wouldn't have asked you. Tell me, now."

"Or what?" he said defiantly, moving slightly closer to your face.

"Or i'll be very upset." you crossed your arms in front of you, annoyed, and he laughed at the action.

"Although you look very funny when upset, Zabini invited me." your shocked expression must have made him regret his choice of words for he immediately corrected himself, "I meant that i asked Zabini to invite me."

Your eyes widened even more at the confessions and an irritated sigh left his mouth.

"I meant that i wanted to go to the party, so i asked Zabini to take me with him, you idiot."

"Yeah, i knew, Blaise isn't your type anyway..." you admitted, Draco shaking his head at your silliness, "Why do you want to go to the party though? Haven't you anything better to do than chatting with potions enthusiasts?"

He chuckled once more, the warmth of the common room engulfing you two and creating a sort of safe bubble around you, fending you and Draco from the outside.

"You got me, I desperately wanted to talk about potions even on non-school hours."

"Come on, tell me, Malfoy!" you shrieked, bumping into his side enough to make him lose some balance.

"Make a guess." you propped yourself on the couch so you were looking directly at his side, still turned towards the crackling fire.

"Ok... do you want extra points? No, that isn't like you... is it because you want to make a good impression on Slughorn and be invited next time? No, you aren't that desperate... do you have a crush on Slughorn? I'm your friend, you can tell me, I won't judge you." you patted his shoulder condescendingly and he swatted your arm off with a huff.

"I'd rather date Potter for that matter... but yes, you guessed it." your eyes widened with stupor, for real this time.

"You have a crush on Slughorn?!"

"Not on Slughorn, for Merlin's sake!" he spat, thoroughly offended but you simply laughed.

"Who is it then, if it's not Slughorn nor Blaise?" you asked sincerely.

"You'll laugh at me, y/n, i know you."

"If you really know me, you'd know i'll laugh at you anyway so you might as well tell me!" he smiled softly and looked up at you for a moment before returning his gaze towards the bright fire.

"Everything you need to know is that this person got invited to the party too, I won't say anything else."

"Is it Granger? Merlin, if it is, i will never let you forget that!"

"No, it isn't Granger. I won't tell you y/n, so quit trying." he heard footsteps coming from the dorms and started to get up from the couch.

"Oh come on, what do you plan on doing? Do you want to tell them there? Ask them to dance perhaps? Tell me!" you got up quickly after him and clang to his arm to get him to disclose more information, but Blaise arrived from the dorms and inevitably interrupted your conversation.

"Are you two ready?"

"Took you your sweet time, Zabini."

"One does not look this good without taking some time, Malfoy." he retorted, motioning to his outfit.

"We'll be late because of you, get a move on." you called as you walked towards the party with Draco and Blaise in tow.

Slughorn's exclusive gathering wasn't anything special, at least for now: people seemed to be enjoying themselves, chatting cheerily among each other, sweets and delicacies were served by students who hadn't got invited but still wished to come and the host smiled politely, perhaps over-excitedly, to anyone who would have liked to talk with him.

But Draco still had made no move. You spent the whole night ignoring whoever wished to initiate a conversation with you to spy on your friend, wanting, no, needing to know who that special person he fancied was.

You took a look at everyone present but no one seemed Draco's type. Then you looked at Draco, in the corner of the party, sipping on his drink: he looked at no one in particular, simply catching your gaze from time to time, causing you to blush profusely knowing you had gotten caught.

The night was coming to an end, uneventful and quite boring since you had only been watching Draco, when you realized the main target of your entire night had disappeared from view.

You searched for him among the crowd, afraid to have missed the moment of revelation, when someone tapped you on the shoulder from behind.

"Might i have this dance?" you turned around to find Draco, standing tall in front of you, looking incredibly relaxed but his slightly red cheeks said otherwise.

You looked at him in surprise, unable to close your mouth or to emit a single sound, so you simply turned the corners of your lips slightly upward and nodded.

Draco smiled appreciatively, his aura of confidence growing now that you had accepted his hand. He took you by the waist, ever-so-delicately, and you two began dancing lightly with some other couples.

"Well, aren't you going to laugh?" he asked chuckling slightly as he guided you effortlessly on the dance floor.

"Maybe I should, I can't believe you hadn't told me before." you averted your eyes from his face, which was only mere inches from yours at the moment. "Why haven't you asked me to accompany you?"

He took your chin in his hand and turned your head to face him again.

"How bold of you to assume i wanted to go with you when Zabini was right there... but he refused when i asked him to dance, you know." you smiled, rolling your eyes at him.

His hand still on your chin, he moved closer, finally closing the gap between you.

"So i'm just a replacement, huh?"

"The prettiest one."

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It's not that big of a deal

Pairing: Unlabeled! JJ Maybank x female! reader

Summary: JJ asks Kie for help, this time it isn't to dig out a treasure that's been underwater for more than a century ago, no, he has to confess something to his girlfriend that most people wouldn't.

Genre(s): Fluff.

Warnings: None!

A/N:  Last day of pride month so have this that I came up with at 3 am (I wrote this during pride month)

Gif credits to whom it belongs

𓆉︎𝙹𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚞𝚍𝚢 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𓆉︎ REQUESTS OPEN, REQUEST HERE THIS IS NOT FREE USE, YOU CANNOT USE MY WORK Reblog if you like

"It's okay if you don't wanna tell her," Kiara placed her hand on JJ's shoulder.

"But I have to," he huffed.

"Look, she's not gonna judge you, I think she'll understand,"

"Yeah, like the last one?" he sassed.

"Okay, to be fair, I had too much faith in her and I shouldn't've, but Y/N isn't like that,"

"She's not like most girls?" he added with sarcasm.

"Okay, quit the attitude dude, we're talking about you coming out to your girlfriend-"

JJ shushed her loudly, "Dude!" he whisper-yelled.

"Dude what?! She's gonna find out anyway,"

"But I'm supposed to tell her,"

"Then listen to me goddammit!"

"What am I supposed to hear? The same shit you told me last time?"

"You know what? You're right, I don't even know why you even asked me," Kiara stood up from the couch.

"No, no, no, no, no, please help me," he grabbed her wrist.

Kiara rolled her eyes returning to her previous position, "Look, just because your ex was an asshole doesn't mean all of them are gonna be,"

"But what if she is?"

"Then we'll kill her,"

"Promise?" he showed her his pinky.

"Promise," they interlaced their small fingers.

"Okay," JJ shook his fear off.

"You got this," she patted his back.

JJ sighed, he walked to the porch where he found you running away from Pope who was following you with a water gun. He smiled being overly dramatic as if about to lose you, he was afraid to do it, terrified even, but you had the right to know and he had the obligation to tell you, or at least he felt like he needed to tell you.

"Ah shit," Pope stopped noticing he no longer had any water.

"Please don't go refill it, I'm begging you," you giggled breathlessly.

"Oh, I'm definitely refilling it," he warned her.

"No, Pope wait, I uh- I wanna talk to Y/N,"

"Yeah, sure, I was just joking anyway," he entered the Chateau.

"You better!" you squeezed your hair, "Everything okay babe?" you pecked his lips.

"Depends," he cleared his throat.

"Depends on what?" you frowned.

"On you," he pulled you to sit next to him on one of the stairs.

"Okay..." you trailed off a little confused.

He looked at you, "I-" he took a deep breath, "Before I dated you, you know that I've hooked up with a lot of people,"

"Right," you nodded.

"Some of those people-" he cringed at himself, he sounded like an idiot, "Okay," he scratched his neck.

"JJ did you get a girl pregnant?" for some strange reason your mind went there.

"What? No," he dried the sweat off his hands, "It's not that I promise,"

"Then what is it?" you rubbed his back gently, "JJ it's okay you can tell me,"

"Okay, you're right," he calmed himself down, "I've been with a lot of people,"

"You already said that,"

"Yes, but what I didn't say was that amongst the many people I've slept with I didn't exactly stick to just one gender," he explained, "In fact, I kinda had a thing with a kook, a guy, I mean a kook guy,"

"Okay,"

He was caught off guard by your reaction, more like your lack of, "You don't care?"

"No, not really, no," you shook your head.

"Okay, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool," he processed your words.

"I'm guessing you thought I would say something different,"

"Honestly I was expecting anything but what you just said,"

You laughed, "Look, it's not that big of a deal, you can love whoever the fuck you want to,"

"Yeah, I know it's just that my ex thought very differently," he saw the floor.

"Well, good thing she's your ex, right?"

"Yeah,"

"And hey, I like you not for who you've liked before, but for who you are, and that will never change even if you told me you've fucked an alien," you joked.

"Thank you,"

"But next time, don't be ashamed of it, even if you don't wanna live by a label,"

"I love you,"

"I love you too,"

[shirakumos-sandwich-shop]

❄️SCARAMOCHE X FEM READER X CHILDE ❄️

❄️Arranged marriage AU❄️

❄️PART 2 ❄️

Scaramoche held out his hand to you and you cautiously took it. He was a dangerous man but you couldn’t help but be intrigued. He smirked at you and led you to the side of the dance floor. One hand held yours and the other snaked around your waist. You realized you were still clutching your vision.

“Here,” he let go of your hand and plucked the vision out of your palm. He maintained a firm hold on your waist with his other hand as he pocketed it. “Don’t worry, I’ll give it back after.” He said, answering your tense expression.

He held your hand again and you let your free hand fall on his shoulder.

You had decided there was no way this was the man your parents were trying to marry you off to. He was known for being cruel and authoritative to those under him and he was disliked by many. Your father would not have allowed it for sure.

“What’s puzzling you.” He asked, noticing your furrowed brow. Startled by the sudden question you looked up into his dark purple eyes.

“Hmm?” He questioned.

“Would you like the truth or a lie?” You asked.

“Oh? Interesting. I’d like to hear both. What’s the lie?”

“Thinking about how good of a dancer you are.”

He laughed and pulled you a bit closer.

“You're right, I don’t have much time or use for dancing. So my skills are a little rusty.”

“I’ve had worse. At least you know where to put your hands.” What were you saying… you blushed at your own words.

“Hmm. Is that so.” He smirked and inspected your face. “What’s the truth then?”

Was there any harm in telling him?

“My parents are determined to marry me off to some man I don’t know.” You said flatly. “He’s supposed to be here tonight to decide if he wants me or not.”

“Well, that is interesting.”

“Is it?”

“I think so.” He hummed thoughtfully. “He’s somewhere here then?”

“I guess, I don’t know who, where or if he’s decided if I’m worth his time or not.”

“I’m a bit jealous I must admit.” His words made a deeper blush creep up on your cheeks. “Whoever he is, he’s a lucky man.”

His fingers intertwined with yours and you felt his thumb gently caress the back of your hand. A shiver went down your spine from the sensation. Unsure of what to do you just stared back into his violet eyes. The song ended and he pulled you aside.

“Y/n!” Tartaglia’s voice called. He walked over with a cheery grin until he saw who you were with. His face changed to one of confusion. “I didn’t know you two knew each other, hello Mucci!” His dorky smile returned. The man next to you tsked and scowled at the younger harbinger.

“Mucci?” You asked into the air.

“Don’t even.” Scaramoche grumbled.

“But seriously how do you know each other?” Your redheaded friend continued.

“We uh..” you started.

“We just met.” The dark haired man next to you broke in. “Just getting acquainted, nothing to bother your idiot head about.”

You felt very awkward standing between the two, part of you wanted to slip off and leave them to bicker.

“I never thought you had an interest in other people besides yourself, Mucci.” Childe prodded. Scaramoche gave him a look that almost paralyzed you with fear but didn’t seem to bother your friend one bit.

“Anyway, I’m leaving. I have important business to attend to.” He turned his attention back to you. “It’s been a pleasure.” And with that he walked off into the crowd.

“What did he want?” Tartaglia asked, all pretense of happiness gone.

“I honestly don’t know.” You told him.

“Well.” He looked at you concerned. “Don’t let him hang around if you see him again. I don’t mind him that much but I wouldn’t trust him around you.”

“Why?”

“He’s just… an asshole.” Childe sighed. “I don’t wanna go into it right now.”

You saw how bothered he was by the whole thing.

“Alright, I’ll take your word for it. Besides, he was pretty weird.” You tried to lighten the mood and smiled at him. Tartaglia smiled back shyly.

“You wanna dance again?” He asked.

“Sure!” And so he scooped you back into his arms and you twirled around the dance floor together. Still something seemed off, like something was missing.

“Y/n? Where did you put your vision?” Tartaglia pulled you to a stop as he looked over you, concerned. You gasped loudly.

“He took it!” You patted the spot on your back where it should have been.

“Wait, did he really!”

“Yes! It came off so he put it in his pocket while we danced.” You wondered if he had kept it on purpose. He didn’t seem the type to just forget things.

“I’ll go find him.” Tartaglia told you. “Wait here.” He rushed off in the direction that Scaramoche had gone earlier. You couldn’t just wait there. After a moment of thought you pushed through the crowds and began walking down the ornate halls of the building. On a whim you started opening doors to the different rooms. After what seemed like an hour of doing so you passed a large door and heard a familiar voice from behind it. You stopped and listened for a second, you couldn’t make out the words but you recognized his voice. Should you wait? Or just go after him?

You pushed the door open just enough to slip through. Sure enough, there was Scaramoche sitting in a velvet armchair. He stopped speaking as he noticed you enter the room. Determined to take back what was yours, you walked to him.

“Oh, good. it’s you.” He said.

“Give it back Scaramoche!” You held out your hand demandingly.

“What? This?” He held out your vision teasingly. You tried to snatch it but he kept it away from you like he was playing with a cat.

“Y/n! How dare you be so rude.” You turned to see your mother glaring at you angrily. In your rush you hadn’t noticed that your parents were the ones he had been talking to.

“What is this about?” You asked your parents even though you already knew. Scaramoche smirked to himself as he toyed with your vision.

“Y/n, If you hadn’t burst in and interrupted us we could have properly introduced you.” Your mother said.

“You don’t mean..” you stumbled over your words.

“Are we done here then?” He asked of your parents. “I gave you my answer.”

Every word that came out of his mouth pushed you closer to the edge. You just wanted to run away from everything. You snatched the vision from his hand and ran out of the room, your mother shouted behind you.

“I’ll speak to her.” Scaramoche said diplomatically. “If you would excuse me.” He nodded to your parents and left the room after you.

You ran through the building trying to stop yourself from crying. You only came to your senses when you crashed into someone.

“Y/n? What! What’s wrong?” Tartaglia said breathlessly. You had knocked the wind out of him. He pulled you closer with his strong arms.

“What’s wrong, did something happen?” He asked in a worried tone. You looked into his ocean blue eyes and all you could do was make a strangled sob. You buried your face in his soft shirt. His arms pulled you close against him to comfort you.

“It’s alright, I’m here.” He stroked your hair to calm you and you grabbed onto his shirt. Your tears had already left it damp.

“Tartaglia,” a stern voice said behind you. “I’d appreciate it if you’d get your hands off my fiancée.”

(I have a few more parts to this, so let me know if you like this and want me to post them)

[rainy-day-gracie]

To Lose a Bet

HELLO !!

This was a request for Spencer and Reader to be dating and have a bet going on who out of the team has figured it out. 

FILLED with fluff, and implied smut :) thank you for requesting, I had so much fun writing !! 

MASTERLIST

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“I’m sure Hotch has already figured it out,” I joked to Spencer in the elevator. “He can see things through walls, everyone knows that.”

Spencer rolled his eyes. “Honestly, I don’t even know if Hotch really even cares if he does know… Who else do you think knows?”

“JJ knows something’s up, but she doesn’t think that we’re-” The elevator opened, making us in earshot of Garcia and Morgan who were deep in a compliment battle. I nodded my head, as if we were in the midst of a professional conversation. “So, yeah… I’ll let you know about those reports-”

Spencer huffed, playing along. “Yes, I’ll review them and get back to you… whenever.”

I tried to suppress a giggle as I heard Morgan pull Spencer aside by the elevator. “Man, do you know if YLN is single? Because a woman like that… there’s no way she’s single… is there?”

Garcia jumped in, adding to the conversation as I walked away. “I saw a hickey on her neck the other day, she tried to hide it but there’s only so much powder can do.”

I stopped by the water fountain, laughing into the faucet as I heard Spencer’s reply. “Um, I don’t know… I don’t know, if she’s single I mean, or about the hickey. Um, I’m getting coffee, you guys want any?”

Once in my office and my laughing fit had passed, I texted Spencer. 

You are one smooth dude

His reply made me laugh even harder. 

Don’t I know it? :)

__

Spencer dropped a stack of files in my office, a sticky note stuck on top. He put the files on my desk and left, a hint of a smile across his face. The sticky note was covered in Spencer’s chicken scratch handwriting. 

$200 to whoever is the closest My bet: Hotch, Rossi, Prentiss know Garcia, JJ, Morgan don’t know

Later that day, I was briefing the team on a new case in Seattle and slipped a note in his pants pocket as we left to board the jet. 

My bet:  Hotch, Rossi, Garcia know Morgan, JJ, Prentiss don’t know You’re on pretty boy :)

Spencer was determined to embarrass me on the jet. I could see it in his face, the twinkle in his eye. 

“Hey YLN, what were you saying about the new guy you’re seeing?” Spencer asked out of the blue while reviewing the case. 

The team was suddenly extremely uninterested in the case, paying close attention to the question Spencer had asked me. 

“Do you have a new man?” Prentiss asked, eyeing me closely. 

A smile came to my face, and I hit Spencer lightly on the arm beside me. “Reid, I told you that in a private conversation.”

Spencer just shrugged innocently. “Oops, forgot that part.”

“I knew you were seeing someone!” JJ said with a grin. “No single person smiles as much as you have in the last few months.”

I tried to hide the blush on my face by looking down at my files, thankfully saved by Garcia’s video call.

“Why is everyone smiling?” She asked, examining the faces of everyone on the jet. 

“YLN is just getting a little lovin’, that’s all.” Morgan replied, a smirk coming to his face. 

Garcia gasped, then furrowed her eyebrows in curiosity. “Who is he?”

Spencer looked over at me with a sly grin. “Yeah, who is he, YLN?”

I made a mental note to slap him when we were in private. “He is going to be a mystery man for now.”

The jet groaned in disappointment, and Spencer winked at me when no one was looking. 

I slipped him a note while Hotch was giving assignments. 

Prentiss didn’t know, Hotch and Rossi didn’t even blink Hope you have $200 to spare, genius

__

After solving the case in two days, Hotch agreed to let us have the night off and enjoy the city of Seattle. 

Spencer shot me a text as the team started to leave the police station. 

I think your stomach hurts. 

I furrowed my eyebrows, looking at him from across the room. He quickly explained, sending another text. 

I think your stomach hurts and you need me to drive you back to the hotel.

I tried not to laugh, faking a grimace as JJ walked past me. “You okay?”

“Uh, yeah... my stomach just hurts really bad, probably something I ate.” I held my gut like it was hurting, and I saw Spencer coming up beside JJ. 

“Maybe you shouldn’t go out drinking with the team, we don’t want you do be sick,” JJ put a comforting hand on my shoulder, and Spencer spoke up. 

“I can drive you to the hotel, I didn’t really want to go out tonight anyway,” Spencer said, looking to me then back to JJ. I tried not to laugh at our stupid lie, JJ rubbing my shoulder like the mom she is. 

In no time at all, Spencer and I were in the SUV driving back to the hotel. 

We piled up in the room I was sharing with Prentiss, watching a stupid soap opera and drinking out of the mini bar. 

Two characters on the screen started having sex, their butts and boobs concealed by carefully placed furniture. 

“Do you wanna do that?” Spencer whispered in my ear, his arm resting across my shoulder.

I laughed at his question. “Wow... that was so smooth, Spencer.”

“So... is that a no?”

I swung my leg over his lap, straddling his hips. “When did I say that?”

Spencer laced his hands roughly in my hair, crashing my lips onto his. Drunk hookups were rarely any fun, but buzzed hookups were where it was at. 

His tongue pressed gently against mine at first, and he suddenly flipped us over to where his heart beat over mine on the bed. 

“We do have some time to kill before the team comes back,” Spencer murmured, his lips attaching to my neck. __

“What the hell?” A voice yelled, light from the hotel hallway illuminating the dark room. 

“Oh shit,” I murmured sleepily against Spencer’s bare chest, turning my head towards the voice. “Prentiss, you’re back?”

“You’re asking me the questions? Do either of you even have underwear on?” Prentiss stared at us tangled up in bed like she had we’d grown a third eye. 

“Nope,” Spencer answered before I could stop him. “We were both tired after... you know, so we just went to sleep.”

Prentiss just opened and closed her mouth, and JJ at that moment chose to join her in the doorway. 

“Oh my God, Garcia was right.” JJ said with raised eyebrows. 

I tried to understand what she had said in my sleepy brain. “Garcia was right about what?”

“That you two were dating, we had a bet going. Prentiss just thought you guys would drunkenly hook up, I thought you were just friends, and Garcia was totally convinced you were dating,” JJ said flatly. “Guess Garcia wins, since neither of you guys are drunk.”

I turned back to Spencer, who was staring at Prentiss and JJ with wide eyes. “I told you, pretty boy! I am so getting at 200 bucks!” __

Breakfast the next morning was... awkward to say the least. The team all sat around a table, eating the hotel breakfast in silence. Finally Morgan couldn’t take it anymore. “What’s going on? It can’t be just me getting weird vibes.”

Prentiss looked to Spencer and I across the table and smirked. “I found an... interesting view when I got back to my room last night.”

Morgan furrowed his eyebrows. “What was it?”

“Reid and YLN are dating, and they lost track of time last night, as you might say.”

Morgan was completely dumbfounded, looking from me to Spencer then back to me. 

“Close your mouth Morgan, you look like a fish. Those two have been dating since April.” Rossi said casually, taking a sip of his coffee. 

Hotch nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Yeah, but they’ve only been sleeping together since late June.”

I laughed hysterically at their comments, gaining the attention of the people around us. “How... did you... know that?” 

Rossi and Hotch just shrugged. “Profiling.”

I giggled, patting Spencer on the back next to me. “Oh wow... you officially owe me $200, genius.”

Spencer just down at his coffee with a blank expression. “This is the first time in my life I’ve ever lost a bet.”

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Bunny

Pairing: Changbin x Reader Genre: smut Word count:1,723 Warnings: Pet play (he just calls you bunny nothing more than that), Hickeys and of course Sex Authors note: Sorry this has taken so long to get out, i’ve been trying to write like five things at once and my head gets jumbled. Also sorry if this is trash, i deleted it all and re wrote it idk how many times but i need to put something out.

Please if you are under the age of 18 do not interact. Thank you :)

Normally going with Binnie to music video sets wasn’t that big of a deal as you always made food for the boys and helped waste time with them, today though was different. You set down the food you had brought, the boys thanking you one by one as you find a corner to snuggle into. Your body exhausted from the over stimulation of the night before thanks to Changbin.

Chan passes by you on his way to the food table, “You okay Y/N?”

You open your eyes and smile softly at him, “ya, just extra sleepy today.”

He smiles cutely at you, “okay hold on” he sticks his finger up at you and retreats back to the room he was in returning with a blanket.

“Stay cozy,” he said, laying it on top of you.

You mumble out a soft “thanks Channie” and he pats you on the head and goes to join the other boys.

You lay there eyes closed but unable to fall asleep instead focusing on Changbin theatrically re telling the story of how he had to “save” you from a spider in the bathtub last night. He went on and on about you screaming and how he basically had to wrestle the spider cause it was so big when Han had thrown in “are you sure the spider was big or are you just that small?”

You could hear Binnie grunt at his remark wishing he could smack him in the back of the head but showing restraint. The group went on to discuss other things and go from topic to topic.

What Binnie didn’t mention was how you showed your gratitude towards your hero and how one blowjob accidentally turned into hours of him just obliterating your pussy. Just at the thought of last night, between your legs grew damp and you faintly felt his hand wrapped around your throat. You’re breathing started to become heavy as you tried to think of anything else besides Bins head between your legs. As you squeezed your thighs you felt someone lay on the couch behind you and as you felt the hand that gripped onto you you can’t help but feel a little devastated.

“Wakey, wakey.” The deep Australian voice whispered in your ear.

“What do you want Felix?” You mumble, “I’m trying to take a nap.”

“You’re kidding yourself if you think you actually are, I give it 10 minutes before Jisung and Hyunjin start opera singing for no reason” he giggled. You roll your eyes while turning on your side to face him.

“Why are you so tired anyway? You texted me you were going to bed early.” Felix said repositioning his head on his arm.

“Ya, I was but then ya know Binnie.” You said feeling the heat on your cheeks.

“God you guys are like bunnies, are you ever not doing it?” He rolls his eyes at you.

“Well we’re not right now and we very much could be so be thankful.” You huff at him.

“You’re so gross. Anyways after this we’re all gonna do a movie night at the dorm, do you wanna come?”

You thought about it, go home and sleep or stay around these hooligans and spend time with your boyfriend? “Ya I guess I’ll come but I’m not bringing anything.”

“Great, I already baked some stuff so don’t worry.” He said, his smile growing and roughing up your hair. You “hmph” at him as you try to fix your hair, exposing the hickey right behind your ear.

“You forgot one.” You stare at him in confusion until he pokes it with his finger. Your eyes go wide bringing your hand up to cover it. “Don’t worry stay here and I’ll go grab some green concealer.”

You nod your head in thanks as you sit up covering it with your hair knowing if Minho or Jisung got a glimpse of it they wouldn’t let you or Binnie live it down. Thankfully he hurried back with a small bag and a sponge and got to dotting and blending the make up in.

“Next time, tell him to not be so rough,” Felix said, putting everything away.

“Who says it’s him making it rough?” You smirk at him and he scrunches his nose at you. You can’t help but let out a loud laugh catching everyone’s attention, including the eyes of your boyfriend who was playing some slap game with Jisung.

Binnie, noticing how close you and Felix were came sauntering over, sitting next to you wrapping his arm around your waist, “Secrets don’t make friends.” he said, feeling left out.

“I know they make best friends.” You said kissing his cheek and smiling at him.

“We weren't telling secrets anyway, I was telling her she needs to tell you to stop being so rough with her.” Felix told him matter of factly.

“Hey,” Binnie says, grabbing you under your chin, “if bunny wants it rough bunny gets it rough. I could never say no to this cute face.” he kisses you smiling knowing he’s grossing out Felix.

“Y/n please tell your boyfriend to stop being gross.” Felix says, his nose scrunching once again.

You lean into Binnie resting your head on his shoulder, “Why? Would you tell bunny no?” you tease him pouting your bottom lip.

Felix's cheeks turn bright red at the thought of being there with you and Binnie in a sexual situation. “You guys are no fun.” He says getting up and heading to snuggle with what looks like Han.

You look at Changbin who’s already staring at you, “What?” you question him.

“I just missed you.” He said, cocking his head to the side like a puppy.

“Binnie you literally spent the night at my house and we drove here together. How could you possibly miss me?” You say giggling at him.

He gives you another kiss and grabs your hand, placing it over his crotch, feeling his stiffening cock you open your eyes, “Here?” you asked in a hushed whisper.

“Only if you’re comfortable with it.” he says sincerely studying your face.

You start to remember your thoughts before Felix had interrupted them, “Where would we go?” you grab his hand.

He smiles at you grabbing your hand back and dragging you out of their room and down a hallway as he checks every door, you follow holding the blanket Chan gave you close around your shoulders. Every door Changbin had tried had been locked and you were whispering for him to hurry before Chan caught you guys and finally he pulled a door open and not really looking in it he pulled you in closing the door behind him. He laid his lips on you heavily, rubbing his hand all over the wall to find a light switch.

Your hip bumped something and a loud clang happened, you jumped a lightbulb smacking the back of your head. You reach up to turn it on and look to see what has fallen then look around where you are and changbin and you start laughing. Of course the only door that would open would be the janitors closet and on the floor was a mess of brooms and mops.

Changbin had found a table and continued with what he came here to do, you. He grabbed the side of your head capturing your lips in a kiss backing you into said table. Grabbing the back of your thighs and pulling them up for you to jump, he set you top of it, moving his mouth to kiss down your neck.

You reached out to start unbuttoning his shirt when he grabbed your hands chuckling, “We don’t have time for foreplay babe, I’ve gotta be on the floor in like 15 minutes.”

He reaches his hand down between the band of your pants rubbing his fingers on your clit that was very much so still sore from the night before. You let out a moan as his finger gathered your slick from between your folds.

“Geez that fast?” Changbin says smirking

Your cheeks burn a shade of red, “Don’t get shy, I think it’s hot.” He says leaving kisses along your jaw and down your neck.

He quickly uses the slick that he built up on his fingers to cover his cock as a makeshift lube. He lowered your pants just enough to slide himself inside you, wasting no time he grabbed onto the table and started pounding into you causing you to yelp and moan. You could hear every grunt he let out with his lips being right next to your ear, only feeding into the building knot in your stomach. You use your hands to keep yourself stable on the table but with the roughness that Changbin is pounding into you with was making it difficult.

“Binnie, please” you whine, throwing your head back “I need to come.”

He brings his ring clad fingers between the two of you, finding your clit and begins rubbing it in rough circles, trying to milk every nerve in your body for this orgasm. He knows he’s on the brink of achieving it when your walls begin to spasm around him.

“Come on then, come for me bunny.” Binnie whispers to you as his hips snap harder and hand rubs you faster.

You begin to let go and just as your moan slips past your lips the door swings open and Chan barges in, “Bin let’s go- OH MY GOD.” He steps back out of the room as he makes eye contact with you completely ruining your orgasm and making you scream.

You take the blanket and cover yourself with it as you hear more feet come running down the hall.

“Stop, don’t go in there.” You hear Chan say to whoever is approaching.

Binnie looks at you with big eyes trying not to laugh mean while you look like you’re about to cry.

“Is Y/N okay?” You hear Felix's voice question with worry.

“I’m fine,” you yell at him, “Chan just scared me.”

“What’re they doing?” Felix asks Chan.

“What do you think they’re doing?” Chan answers, annoyance very evident in his tone.

“Ugh, are you guys ever not fucking.” Felix yells.

Binnie can’t help but laugh looking at you blush, “I don’t call her bunny for nothing.”

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Please Fix the Story pt 23 - Sci Fi

Here is the next part! There is at least one more part in this world. Getting really close to the end!

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Enjoy!

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Life moved on, and despite the growing anxiety I had after my encounter with Chris, things moved smoothly. Chris had disappeared after that night, leaving his resignation from the academy laying on his desk. Liam was busy with wedding plans, occasionally checking in to make sure I was happy with his choices.

He was honestly much more thoughtful about it than I would have been, and I was happy to have his help. My father arranged his leave and was on his way. We also heard from Liam’s parents that they were going to arrive soon as well.

When Liam received the news, he became perfectly still for a few moments. I watched him, concerned at the obvious change.

“Liam, are you okay?”

“I – I don’t know.” His eyes were unfocused, as if staring off into space. “Why… are they coming?”

“Because they’re your parents? I doubt they would miss the wedding of a royal family member, no matter how bad your relationship is.”

“Parents… it’s… all wrong.” Liam seemed to be struggling against some invisible bind. His dark blue eyes flickered, and seemed to almost glow in the shadow of the resting area we sat it.

WARNING. World destabilization detected. Attempting forced conformity… Failure… host and partner soul strength too high.

Unable to see the bright blue words hanging in the air, Liam continued speaking.

“This… isn’t right. I don’t have family." His face was becoming more certain. “It’s not my fate. All I have is…” He glanced at me, his eyes filled with pain. “Bel..?”

WARNING! Stabilize world story immediately or face destruction and mission failure.

I reached out quickly, holding Liam’s hands in my own. “Liam, take a deep breath. Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” He answered without hesitation.

“I know it seems wrong, but for now I need you to go with the idea of having parents and family.”

“But…?”

“Trust me. “

“Okay.” He leaned back, sighing. The glowing dark blue of his eyes faded, and he closed them for a brief moment, before seemingly returning back to normal. “I trust you.”

We don’t belong here.

The uncertainty in this world grew each day. Liam, whoever Chris had become… me… we weren’t from this world. But if we deviated to much, the world could destabilize, and I could fail the mission.

I just needed to keep my head down, blend in and complete the mission.

Try not to rebel too much against the role I’d been given in this world, except the ending.

Simple, right?

_______________________

…

“We’ve talked the last few hours about our lists, now it’s your turn! What do you miss most about Chris, Alaira?”

Maybe world destabilization, mission failure and soul destruction aren’t that bad after all.

I stared at the group of young women in front me, wondering for the hundredth time in the past hour how I had been roped into this... harem support group?

Allie, Ilene and Wen stared back at me, waiting for me to answer.

“I… miss kicking his butt in mock Mech battles?” I winced as I spoke, realizing they would probably take offense at that, but to my surprise they all smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, you were a very important rival to Chris.” Ilene patted me on the back.

Allie spoke up, “He was always talking about how he wanted to beat you and have you accept him as a fellow Guardian. “

“Yeah… he… I…” Wen started to chime in, but then her face crumpled as she sobbed into her hands. “What are we supposed to do now that he’s gone?! What am I supposed to do without him?! What if he never comes back?!”

“I miss him!”

“Me too!”

Soon all three girls were crying, leaving me in uncomfortable silence in the corner.

Blend in, don’t make waves, don’t try to change things….

“I can’t live without him!” Ilene’s dramatic cry broke something within me.

SCREW THIS!

“OKAY GUYS, SHUT UP!” I stood up, placing my hands on my hips as I stared at them. “You are a group of highly intelligent, talented women in the most competitive military academy in the known universe! And you’re nothing without some guy?”

“He’s not just some….” Wen started to interrupt, but was shushed by me.

“No. No matter how much you care for him. He is a guy, and you are all your own person. You have talents, dreams and stories beyond his existence.” I turned to petite girl beside me first. “You! Wen, you’re one of the top engineering students in the program! With your skills, it would be a cinch to improve upon the current Mech design!” After all, she had ramped up Chris’s Mech in the story, surely she could do the same without him!

“And you!” I pointed at Allie. “You’re a Guardian! You're a level B one at that! That's an even higher level than Chris!”

“But I don’t have his drive…”

“You can have his drive! You can have more than his drive! He spent half his time complaining about how people didn’t take him seriously or how people were trying to force him to be a Connector. You can be TEN TIMES the Guardian Chris was!”

I ignored her startled sputterings and turned towards the dark haired girl on the other side. “And you… Ilene.”

She stared at me warily. “What about me?”

“You’re a freaking Princess! And a super talented Connector! How can that become nothing if Chris isn’t around?”

“…I thought you didn’t like me?”

“I don’t.” I answered bluntly. “You treat your brother like trash, and that’s enough for me to want to kick your teeth in.” I sighed, leaning back in my chair. “That being said, just because I hate you doesn’t mean I don’t respect you as a talented Connector. You just have a crappy personality.”

“Um… Thanks?”

“Don’t mention it.” I opened my arms. “You three have top-notch talent all gathered here in one room. What do you need Chris for?! You could be a force to be reckoned with!”

Wen jumped to her feet. “You’re right! I should design a Mech, one stronger than anyone’s ever seen.!”

“Yes!” I pumped a hand in the air.

“And I’ll fly it! I’ll terrorize the Hive until they go running back to their home planet!” Allie stood up as well.

“You’ve got it!”

Ilene joined in. “If I remember, Allie, you and I have a decent resonance match. How about we partner up?”

“Let’s do it!”

The girls high-fived each other while I watched approvingly.

“Let’s destroy the hIve!

“We’ll save humanity!”

‘...And then we’ll find Chris!”

I groaned.

They were so close… but I guess this is better than nothing.

The girls plotted the formation of a new team, surprisingly accepting the team name “Harem” (my suggestion). As they filed out, chattering excitedly, I prepared to escape this mentally exhausting group.

“Alaira, wait.” Princess Ilene stopped me before I could walk out the door.

“What is it?” I kept a neutral expression. I hadn’t been joking when I said I didn’t like her.

She hesitated. “Are you really marrying my brother?”

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”

“…No… it’s just…” She rubbed her face. “He’s… different. And I feel like you should know. “

Sitting back down, I crossed my legs and prepared to listen.

“Since he met you… William is a different person. He’s kinder… gentler… even goes by a different name. He’s never gone by Liam.”

That caught my attention “What was he like before?”

“Angry. Vicious. Hurt people just to watch them suffer.” Her face was blank, as if remembering things she didn’t want to. “He was so mad at the world for not allowing him to match, he spent all his time plotting to take down talented people who could.”

A villain. Was that who he was before Liam stepped in? Like how Alaira was before I took over? Or Chris before… whoever it was… took his body?

“I’m not pretending that I’m perfect, either. You’re right, I treated my brother like garbage, instead of trying to help him. I thought he was a monster. Honestly, I thought his hanging around you was some new scheme…. I was kind of hoping he would take you out so your couldn’t bother Chris…”

“So nice of you.” My tone was sarcastic

“At least I’m honest. Anyways, this doesn’t appear to be some trick… I think he’s changed… he actually seems to care about you. But I thought you should know who he was before he met you.”

“Thanks.” My tone was slightly better than before. “Don’t worry, I know exactly who I’m marrying.”

Liam. Not your villain brother.

“Good Luck.” Ilene seemed relieved, as if a burden was off of her shoulders with the confession, and hurried out.

I stood in the room alone silently for a few moments, processing.

There’s too many questions, and no answers in sight.

I left to find Liam. I missed him.

_______________________

I arrived just in time to see Liam and Alaira’s father facing off.

“She is my precious daughter.” The tall middle aged man with close cropped hair and a scowl made scarier by the scar running from his left eye to the corner of his mouth, towered over Liam. His disapproving air was evident.

“Yes.” Liam smiled and nodded, seemingly fearless.

“No man deserves to marry her.”

“Agreed.”

“So who do you think you are?” General Gladus poked Liam’s chest with a finger.

“The luckiest man alive to be able to stand in the same room as Alaira, much less stay by her side all my life.” He held out a plate in front of the angry man. “Cookies?”

“Well, you should know I don’t approve of this fast courtship…” He picked up one of the cookies and bit into it angrily. “You both are so young…” He took another bite. “And I don’t want you to hold her back…”

“I completely agree. I will do my best to support all her goals in life.” Liam handed the general another cookie as he finished the first.

“Good…” He chewed slower. “Is this chocolate? How did you get it so soft but chewy at the same time?”

“I developed the recipe. Would you like more?”

He picked up another one. “Just know this doesn’t mean I fully approve of you.”

“Of course not… Would you like some cake…”

“….”

“I also have homemade hot chocolate.”

“… As long as she likes you, I guess.” He finally muttered, his hands full of baked treats and dessert drinks.

Liam overwhelmed him with support spouse abilities. I laughed in the doorway, attracting the attention of both men.

“Anything for me?”

Liam nodded with a bright smile. “I saved you a plate.”

General Gladus cleared his throat as he saw the large platter filled with cookies.

“Don’t worry, Sir, I saved an extra plate for you.”

“… Don’t think you can bribe me.”

I raised an eyebrow. “So I can have your plate, then?”

“The hardened general clutched the plate of cookies to his chest. “Don’t you dare! The boy made them for me out of respect for his future father-in-law!”

“…” Liam and I smiled at each other.

“How is the front line… Dad?” The title felt a little rough as I spoke it. I was still acutely aware that he was Alaira’s father, not mine.

“Stable, for now.” He frowned. “Fortunately we have an elaborate defense system, to give plenty of warning. But they’ve been retreating more and more lately. The higher ups seem to think that they might be admitting defeat, but I just don’t think so. I think they’re preparing for something… big.”

He’s right.

I knew the ending of the original story. Around the time Alaira was supposed to graduate, they had attacked in the largest numbers ever seen, necessitating all senior students being recruited to help fight. Even Alaira, who was without a Connector and would have normally been left behind was brought in. They couldn’t afford to leave any powerful guardian out.

I still have a little more time, though. I can train with Liam, maybe get Wen to help upgrade our Mechs, train up some of the students… We can have a chance to really face off against the attack.

There’s still time…

“Don’t let down your guard. You’re the best general we’ve got.” I patted Alaira’s father on the shoulder.

He crushed me in a big hug. “Don’t worry, your dad will protect the galaxy! You just get married in peace.” He leaned in and whispered. “See if he can make a few more of those chocolate cookies, okay?”

“I will, Dad.” It came much more naturally this time.

I’ll protect you too. I added silently.

_______________________

As the wedding drew closer, we were notified that the king and queen were on their way. Liam ignored the news, continuing to work on seating charts and music for the ceremony.

“We have to welcome them when they arrive. They are due any minute.” I finally spoke up, slightly exasperated with his head-in-the-sand act.

“…If we have to.” His voice was cold, his dark blue eyes flickering between fear and annoyance.

I held his hand. “Don’t worry. No matter who they think you are, or what they say about you, just know that you’re my future husband. Don’t worry about anything else.”

He reached out, pulling me tightly against him. “ Thank you.”

“Just play along with them. I held his face between my hands. “You’re Liam. Not Prince William. Not their son. Not Ilene’s brother. Liam.”

WARNING. DIRECTLY CONTRADICTING STORYLINES IS FORBIDDEN.

Liam tilted his head and studied me with a worried expression. “… Are you okay?”

“Just follow my lead. Please.” I looked away from the bright blue words in annoyance and moved.

We went to meet the Royal Family, each of us nervous for different reasons.

The King and Queen looked slightly like Liam and Ilene. The king had curly dark hair, severe features, made worse by the frown as he studied Liam. The Queen had the dark blue eyes that both siblings had, and a beautiful, delicate face… but the overall sense was ruined by the terrified light in her eyes as she almost hid behind her husband.

“So this is the girl you tricked into marrying you?” The king looked at me with morbid curiosity.

Liam took a deep breath. “This is Alaira, Grade S Guardian, my resonance partner and my future wife…”

“What game are you playing, William?” His father snapped, interrupting him. “If this is some ploy to ruin General Gladus, you should stop now.”

“This isn’t…”

“You should stop this now.” The Queen squeaked out nervously at me from behind the King. “He might be my son, but you can’t trust him…”

“…”

“This wedding is a farce.” The king snapped finally. “He’s a monster.”

_______________________

“Why did you follow me?” the mournful voice called out as I entered the dark room.

“Do you want me to leave?” I looked up at the large dark blue eyes curiously, barely able to make out the large form in the darkness.

“I didn’t want you to see… didn’t want you to know…”

“Know what?”

“That I’m a monster.” The whisper was filled with so much pain it made me cry.

_______________________

BAM!

Before I fully came out of the memory, I had punched the King.

“…”

There was a moment of stunned silence from everyone present.

“You dare…!” The King finally spoke up, rubbing his red cheek with a furious expression. “I can have you executed!”

“Just try, Barry.” General Gladus walked in, his hand holding a drawn weapon. “I’ll shoot you in your precious Royal Ass, and then what are you going to lounge on while I fight your wars for you?”

"..."

"..."

"..."

The room processed his words in silence for a moment, before the king burst out angrily.

“Gladus, are you threatening me?!!”

“Oh shut up Barry. " He waved dismissively with his gun. "It wouldn’t even be the first time I’ve shot you. Probably won't be the last." You won’t arrest me, you need me to protect your country.”

“You are willing to let your precious daughter marry this… this… “ The king trailed off, glaring at Liam, who stared calmly back.

“Yes.” General Gladus shrugged “I heard the rumors. Even with the 100% match I wasn’t about to let him hurt my daughter.”

“Then why…?”

“I’ve sat down with your son, Barry. I shook his hand, looked him in the eye. I asked him the hard questions. I’ve observed him around Alaira.” The General stepped forward, placing a heavy hand on his shoulder. “I know a good man when I see one. And I see one. One who loves my daughter. Maybe you should try looking closer.”

“But he…”

“Plus he makes delicious cookies.” He muttered.

“…He what?”

I stepped forward, blocking Liam behind me. “He’s not a monster. He’s my future husband. I honestly do not care about your opinion. But if you want to try to hurt him, just know… you won’t have to wait for my father to shoot you. I’ll do it first.”

“… Control your child, Gladus.”

“She even threatens you just like me!” He reached out and placed an arm around my shoulders. “So proud.”

“…Fine. “ The King frowned “I won’t try to save you from yourself. Marry him, if you want.”

“I plan to.”

“Whatever you’re plotting, William, you better stop now.” He glared. “You might have fooled them, but you won’t fool me.”

“I don’t have to fool you.” Liam’s eyes were dark. “You mean nothing to me.”

“I’m your father.”

“I have no family. I… I can never have family.” Liam turned away.

“William…” The Queen called out softly.

“I AM NOT William.”

WARNING. World Destabilization detected!

“Come on, Liam. Let’s go.” I grabbed his hand and walked away, calling over my shoulder as we left. “You’re free to attend the wedding, but stay away from us otherwise.”

“You’ll regret this!”

I laughed at his bitter words. “Enjoy the disappointment.”

Liam and I left.

_______________________

We sat in my room, and as soon as my hand left his, he curled up, holding his arms over his head.

“I don’t feel right.”

“Liam.” I reached out and touched his back, feeling him trembling beneath me.

“Who am I? I don’t think I’m William. The things they said… the things William has done… He’s not me.”

Warning!

"He's not me... he can't be... He's not..."

WARNING! World destabilization... Bright blue words and a mechanical voice appeared again.

“SHUT UP!” I yelled, drowning out the voice. I pulled his arms down, looking straight into his dark blue eyes. “You are Liam. And you’re my partner. And tomorrow you’ll be my husband. Nothing else matters..”

“But…”

“I can’t explain things right now. I don’t even know everything right now. But I know there’s a reason we’re here together. I’ve found you, and I won’t leave you.”

He held me close, both of us kneeling on the floor. He was clutching me as if I was the only thing anchoring him. I felt lost myself. I was frustrated at my lack of answers, angry at the pain Liam was experiencing, afraid for the future ahead of us.

“Alaira… no… Bel?” He whispered. “... I love you.”

I smiled at the unfamiliar but familiar name, pressing my face against his shoulder. “I love you too, Liam.”

“Marry me tomorrow.”

“Definitely.”

“Don’t leave me behind… please.”

“I won't... No matter what.”

A long silence fell between us. Finally Liam sat back, his face slightly red. “I wish we were getting married tonight. I can’t help but feel something terrible is going to happen to prevent our wedding.”

Foreshadowing.

Ignoring the ominous word that appeared in my subconscious, I smiled reassuringly. “Nothing is going to happen…”

“ALERT! CODE LEVEL RED. PLEASE REPORT TO EMERGENCY STATIONS. ALERT!”

I sighed. “I take that back.”

We headed to the Command Level in the main Academy.

_______________________

“Dad, what’s going on?” I called out as we passed the main doors.

“Alaira…” General Gladus’ face was uncharacteristically serious. “It’s not good.”

I stood beside him, looking up at the large holographic display at the center of the command room, feeling the blood drain from my face. “The Hive.”

“They’re past our defense systems.” He slammed his fist against the table. “This doesn’t make any sense! How did an army this huge get past us without starting any alarms!”

I stared at the countless red dots on the screen, feeling lost.

This isn’t right. In the story I should have had YEARS before the Hive attacked in such large numbers. Even then they were caught immediately in the defense systems and gave the military time to prepare. How could they get past us… unless…

“Chris.”

He said he was going to end everything. Is this what he meant?

Alaira’s father was confused. “That male student who disappeared? How would he have access to defense system information?”

Chris wouldn’t… but whoever was controlling Chris might have more information.

I let it go for now. “What do we do?”

“There’s too many… and they’re headed for a defenseless planet in this system.” He hung his head. “I don’t have the manpower to defend it.”

I stepped forward, giving him a grim smile. “You’re not alone, Dad. I’ll help.”

“We! We’ll help.” Liam stood beside me. “We’re a powerful combo. You can’t afford to turn us down.”

General Gladus sighed. “Even if I recruit top senior students from the academy… the numbers we have… it’s a suicide mission.”

Warning! Mission Failure Imminent!

Your mission: Prevent destruction of the human race by the alien monster race known as The Hive.

The Hive are now attacking in large numbers. Your estimated chance of success against them in battle is 0%.

“If you’re not gonna say anything helpful, then shut up.” I growled quietly.

Liam turned towards me. “Are you okay?”

If you fail your mission, you will face soul destruction.

“It’s not like I’m swimming in options.”

You have one option.

“Who are you talking to?”

“What is it?” I whispered, holding Liam’s hand and squeezing it. I have to save him.

...

ACCEPT YOUR FATE.

...

I stared at the blue words silently for a few minutes. “Liam, what if I said we have an 100% chance of dying if we went on this mission…”

“You don’t know that…”

“...and I had a fool proof way to protect you… But we would be separated forever?”

I didn’t know what my fate was. But I did know in the deepest part of my soul one thing:

Liam was not my fate.

“I don’t plan to survive this, Liam… but if I could save you…”

“I would rather die by your side.” He didn’t hesitate.

“But…”

He grabbed my other hand, holding them both tightly. “We’ll face this together.”

_______________________

“It’s hopeless.” I whispered, holding him tightly. “What if fate is stronger than us?”

“I don’t need hope, Bel.” He leaned closer, his breath warm against my neck. “If fate is going to separate us, then we’ll destroy it.”

“Together.”

“Always.”

_______________________

I looked at the hologram, at the countless numbers of enemies that awaited us, and leaned against him with a sigh.

“Together.”

He smiled in return.

“Always.”

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BTS Reaction | Future Daughter Visits You [Request]

A/N: Follows alongside the first one I did where the son visits the member, you can find that HERE 

SEOKJIN:

"After all the lectures you've given me over the years," You heard someone scoff, you slowly lifted your head from your desk to look at whoever was sitting in your dorm room. There was a girl around your age sitting there with a bag of popcorn in her hands, 

"What?" You mumbled, wiping the drool off your cheek wondering who she was and why she looked strangely familiar to you as she continued to watch you. 

"Who are you?" You shook your head looking around to see if she was just one of your roommate's sisters or something but none of them appeared to be home, 

"Your daughter. My brother came to see dad and I decided I wanted to see you, I can't believe you lecture me for staying up late to study when you're doing the exact same thing," She scoffed but you only frowned more as she claimed to be your daughter and that she'd come to see you,

"I think you must be confused, I don't...I don't have a daughter," She started laughing while nodding her head, 

"Of course, not yet anyway. Not for another-" She looked over at the calendar and laughed, 

"Six years, then I'll be with you," She smirked looking at her watch as an alarm began to go off, 

"I've got to go but dad will be at the door in like four seconds so you might want to go and brush your teeth really quickly!" She yelled right before a flash of green light happened and she was gone, nothing but the bag of popcorn she'd been eating left behind as you tried to wrap your head around what just happened. 

"Y/n?" You jumped when you heard the door to your apartment open and Jin appeared holding snacks and drinks for you. Dad? Jin...You and Jin had a family in the future?

YOONGI:

Right as you were about to walk into Yoongi's studio there was a teenage girl standing outside the door looking around nervously, 

"Hi? Are you looking for someone?" You asked softly thinking she might have been lost but as soon as she looked at you she jumped, 

"No! Yes! No?" You frowned as she questioned herself, 

"Well, I can help you look if you want...Is it your dad? Brother? Uncle?" You glanced around to see if there were any staff members she could have been related to but she kept nervously looking back at the door behind her which was Yoongi's room, 

"Did you sneak in to meet Yoongi?" You laughed softly as she shook her head, 

"My brother is in there, I just- I wasn't expecting to meet you...I told him we didn't have to come but I just-" She stopped speaking as though she was taken back at the sight of you, 

"I never thought I would see you this young, mum it's great to meet you," She hugged you tightly as you frowned at the way she called you mum, you patted her back. 

"Did you hit your head? Do you want me to call a nurse?" She shook her head as she snuggled into your chest, 

"No, it's fine. It doesn't matter just...You and dad are so happy now and in the future, we wanted to come back and well...Dad grounded him so we used the time machine to come and see you guys," You blinked at her not knowing you were believing it or if you were just so sleep deprived you were seeing and hearing things. 

"Right...Well, I'm going to go into the room now," You mumbled opening the door to see a teenage boy with Yoongi,

"I didn't know you had a friend-" You were cut off when the boy turned to look at you, he was almost the spitting image of Yoongi,

"I was just leaving, have fun." The boy got up and headed to the door, you stared over at the girl who hit him over the back of the head, 

"That's dad," She mouthed before dragging her brother by his ear lobe out into the corridor, 

"Weird." You mumbled sitting down on the sofa.

HOSEOK:

After getting back from your date with Hoseok you smiled to yourself, falling down onto your sofa with a giant smile across your face. 

"Dad's right, that smile is contagious," You sat up and stared over at the kitchen to see a teenage girl pouring milk into a bowl, 

"How did you get into my apartment?" Your voice cracked and the girl smiled, 

"I know about the spare key under the frog outside, you told me it was where you kept money too, you should be careful what you tell your kids mum. I mean who knows when we're going to come back from the future to steal you cash," You blinked at her and then touched your head, maybe you'd bumped your head when you were ice skating on your date. 

"Don't worry, you and dad go on another date soon, it just takes him a week to call you because he's so worried, but don't give up on him." You tried to question what she was talking about when she mumbled a bunch of curse words, the next thing you knew was the bowl she was eating from was on the floor and the spoon was clanging around on the side, 

"What. The. Fuck." You mumbled as you got up to clean up the mess, wondering what had just happened.

NAMJOON:

"Careful! You might fall!" Someone yelled as they steadied the ladder that you were standing on, you looked down to see a teenage girl smiling up at you. 

"Hi, thanks." You laughed as you climbed down, holding a box of books you were attempting to unpack up onto the top shelves, 

"Maybe I should call my friend Namjoon to come and help me, it's too tall for me." You laughed nervously, taking the box over to the counter and asking if the girl needed anything but she was playing around with a watch on her wrist, 

"I put the stupid thing wrong, I meant to add another two years on." You frowned watching her struggling around with it before she smiled in achievement, 

"You're not going to remember a word of this so this doesn't matter, hi mum. You and dad will start dating in about six months so stop calling him your friend, Namjoon will walk through that door in like two seconds." The girl pressed something down on her watch and a flash of green happened in front of you before the bell above the door sounded, then everything was gone and you couldn't remember what you had just been doing, 

"Joonie? Here, can you help me?" You called out as your best friend walked into the shop.

JIMIN:

"Hey, Jimin didn't tell me he had a sister," The girl in front of you froze as she slowly put down the photograph she was holding and turned to look at you, no one was supposed to be home she'd come back to this date thinking it would be safe so she couldn't be seen. 

"Hi, I'm Y/n...Your brother's girlfriend, he said he introduced me to everyone but I guess he forgot you," The girl laughed nervously as she shook your head, not taking her eyes off you as she teared up a little. 

"Sorry...You're just...You're so beautiful, dad is always telling us how pretty you were." You frowned at her as she used past tense and mentioned her faster, 

"Your dad is too kind, I can't believe Jimin never introduced us-" You stopped speaking as she suddenly wrapped her arms around you, hugging you so tightly you couldn't move. 

"Oh, Hi." You laughed hugging her back as she cried against your arms. 

"Everything okay? Are you having boy troubles...I can beat them up if you want? Maybe you can talk to me about it?" She shook her head before glancing up at you, 

"I just...It's weird seeing you at this age, it's nice but weird." You frowned before nodding along with her, the front door to Jimin's house opening as he called out your name, 

"I'll be right there! Hey I just met your-" As you were about to say sister she was gone, leaving you alone with an empty head wondering what you had been doing on the landing.

TAEHYUNG:

Taehyung walked away after asking you out on a date and you couldn't help but smile uncontrollably, 

"You know he's always going to be crazy about you, it's quite cute to see how you guys interacted before you were my mum and dad," You turned to see a teenage girl watching you from the doorway of the studio you were standing in, 

"Mum and dad? What's this? A joke?" The girl shook her head, 

"My brother convinced Taehyung to finally talk to you so I decided I wanted to see your reaction in person, I've heard all the stories but having a front seat is so much better," It was hard to make sense of what she was saying, 

"What are you talking about?" 

"You're my mum, Taehyung is my dad...You guys end up together, live happily ever after and all that," A flash of green happened behind her and a teenage boy was standing there waving at you, 

"We have to go, dad found out we were using the machines again," 

"Bye mum," They said in unison before vanishing without another word, you stumbled backwards and leant against the desk you were near for support. 

"Mum?" You mumbled as you rubbed your temples.

JUNGKOOK: 

"This isn't going to last forever, Taehyung forgives you both." You stared over at the teenager that was sitting in your living room, you were surrounded by tissues and empty ice cream tubs having just cried your way through a breakup with Taehyung. You told him you were in love with his best friend and he didn't seem to take it so well, not that you blamed him. 

"Whoever you are, can you just leave?" She handed you a tissue and you took it, wiping your eyes as you thought back on everything that had happened that morning. 

"Just try to stay positive...Taehyung comes around to the idea of you guys and you and Jungkook end up very happy together, trust me." You had no idea why you were trusting someone who was in your house who you'd never seen before a day in your life but you nodded your head, thanking her for the tissue before thinking on the idea that you and Jungkook had a future together.

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