#but then they’d turn around like ‘that is the ugliest fucking skirt I’ve ever seen’

[shessoft]

You know the one true difference between og Regina and 2024 Regina?

Reneé has rbf and Rachel just doesn’t? At least for me I don’t see her rbf?

2024 Regina doesn’t have to speak to be bitchy while og Regina almost looks angelic

Which is actually terrifying

[myblueeyedbuggers]

My Boys

Chapter 13

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6   Chapter 7  Chapter 8  Chapter 9  Chapter 10  Chapter 11  Chapter 12 Chapter 14

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader (Best Friend) Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 2063

Warnings:  Swearing, bit of violence if you looking very closely 

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change.

Ey up my Loves, so we’re back and kicking ass! Quite literally in this Chapter, I’ve been going back over my previous chapters and I’m considering rewriting them to fit my new style. Let me know what you all think, do you prefer them as they are or would you want them to match my new style ? Anyways without further ado here's chapter 13, enjoy everyone! <3 

3rd person POV

Years have passed since that moment, time brought changes to the trio, what was once a childhood crush developed into a fierce love that neither of the pair wanted to acknowledge or admit in fear of loosing the other.

As you can imagine both Steve and Becca were ready to rip the heads off of their dumbass siblings.

6 years is a verrrry long time to put up with long looks of pining and repressed feelings, but unfortunately for the Brooklyn natives, y/n and bucky were about as stubborn as each other and refused to listen to the reasonable, sometimes frustrated, rants of their best friends. So much to the utter frustration of Steve and Becca, the two young lovebirds lived in a state of denial and attempted (the keyword being ATTEMPTED) to move on with their lives.

Naturally, someone as charming and handsome as James Barnes seemed to have a never-ending line of girls begging to be his, it had become a common occurrence for him to have a new girl on his arm each week, not that Steve or Y/n approved of his behaviour but hey Bucky can be a real big dumbass when he wants to be. Y/n did try to hide how much it bothered her, thankfully not only was Bucky a dumbass he was also completely unaware of her feelings and simply chalked it down to her being the unapproving sister, but to Steve it was a clear as day. He could see it in her face every time Bucky left to take the new girl dancing, or when she’d finish work early only to see Buck and his new girl on a romantic date in the Café opposite the dinner she worked at. The bright light behind her eyes always dimmed a little and she wouldn’t talk for hours, which for anyone that didn’t know her was enough to ring an ambulance and arrange a mental evaluation.

Now that’s not to say that Bucky was any better, the look of absolute utter rage that covered his face when another man called for Y/n was enough to make Steve and Becca completely loose it and simply laugh at his misery, neither of them felt bad because they’d been telling him for YEARS to man up and confess his feelings. Occasionally the pair did feel a slight twinge of guilt towards their brother, like the time the trio went to Y/n’s house to surprise her after work, only to see her kissing the cheek of a guy they’d never seen before, just like his other half Bucky did try to hide it, but the flash of pain that crossed his face was impossible to miss.

It’d gotten to the point where Steve wanted to lock em both in a closet til they finally admitted their feelings and put themselves out of their misery, though the fact that he had all the physical stats of a toothpick quickly nipped that idea in the bud.

Cut to today, for once it looked like it’d be a fairly normal day for everyone, boys were off doing god knows what, knowing those two it’d involve a punch up started by a small blonde idiot and finished by an even bigger idiot of a brunette. Though the same couldn’t be said about their girl, ever the more responsible one of them all Y/n had agreed to work overtime in the local dinner over on main street, meaning that she’d be the one closing the place down at 9pm.

Y/n didn’t even wanna think about what her two idiots would get up without proper adult supervision, though over the years she’d learned to expect that it would more than likely be something illegal.

Thankfully, it wasn’t something she had to worry about for the next couple of hours, though 9 times out of ten she’d be the one cleaning up the cuts and bruises only for them to come back the next day fresh wounds. As much as it did on occasion piss her off to no ends, Y/n wouldn’t want it any other way, they were and always will be her boys.

Y/N’s POV

Well, that was an absolute shit show of a day.

I mean you’d of thought that I was common knowledge not to put ya hands up a waitresses skirt, but nay some men didn’t seem to have got that memo, ever the public servant I made it my job to enlighten then with a hot cup of coffee to the crotch. How I’ve not received employee of the month is beyond me, what’s not to love ? I’m a fucking delight!

Thank god it’s home time, if I’da stayed in that place any longer something would of happened, knowing my crazy ass it’d of been something violent but in my defence….okay I don’t have a defence, but men can seriously suck ass when they wanna. All I wanna do is have a peaceful walk home, ignore the homeless guys that like to gawp at my ass and run a big old bubble bath whilst relaxing with a decent book.

Naturally, that didn’t happen.

Now, If ya spend as much time around a bunch of over aggressive monkeys that love jumping into fights as much as I do, you’ll probably get real good at recognising the sounds of a fight. And I’ve got a pretty good idea who the two dipshits are that started this pissing contest.

The sounds of shoes scuffling across the pavement were pretty much impossible to miss now, that along with the grunts and groans of a bunch of guys smacking the absolute shit outta each other tipped me off to what was happening around the corner. Everything in me screamed to carry on my merry way and let these morons sort out whatever beef they had in peace and believe me I was so close to ignoring it and walking past em, but it’s kinda hard to do that when ya hear ya best mate scream “come at me motherfuckers!”.

I couldn’t help the frustrated sigh that came outta my mouth but come on guys! This is the 5th one this week!

Very reluctantly I doubled back and went to help my idiotic boys out of whatever trouble they managed to get em selves into, and boy I’m glad that I did cause they were losing. Badly. It would seem that Steve’s request was met for them to “come at” him, cause one of em had him by the arms and was pummelling the life out of his small body, and Bucky wasn’t having any better luck either. Buck was in the same situation, but he had the pleasure of two guys restraining his arms whilst another two took turns in kicking him in the stomach, I mean I was already pissed off at what was happening to Steve but now,  I’m beyond pissed and IF I’d of taken the time to calm down for a few seconds I’da thought of a better plan than this.

“Man…I really liked these shoes”.

In my defence, I didn’t mean to throw them as hard as I did, I was hoping to distract them for a couple of seconds so I could get the jump on the guy beating the crap outta Steve, instead I hit him square in the back his head and knocked him the fuck out. Any other time I’da been wetting myself laughing, but instead it seemed like time slowed down as the assholes holding Steve up froze and made eye contact with me, even the guys on Bucky stopped to see what had happened, all four of em had a look of complete and utter disbelief when they finally saw me. Not that I really cared, all I wanted was for em to get the fuck off of my boys.

Nobody seemed to wanna say anything for the next couple of seconds, the assholes beating up Bucky and Steve were still trying to wrap their heads around what just happened, and my idiots were looking back and forth between the guy on the floor and me, not even taking the time to try escape their holds. How the hell they manage to survive all these years without me is beyond my understanding.

“Sup my dudes, my names Y/n and I’ll be kicking ya ass today”.

I think it’s safe to say that I snapped everyone out of their shocked states, cause the guys holding both Steve and Bucky dropped their asses to the ground and instead focus on me, which is pretty fair considering I did just knock their mate out with a 2-inch healed shoe.

“Do ya know what we do to girls that don’t know their place round here? Cause ya about to find out girly” why is it always the ugliest motherfuckers that try to act tough, I mean look at this guy! he’s got more stains on his shirt than he does teeth, and about as much hair as a furless cat, I’ve been more intimidated by a group of 12-year-old girls in the dinner than I have him!...teenagers are fucking scary don’t judge me.

Right back to this absolute shitshow of a ‘fight’.

Mr ‘I’m only 30 years old and I already need dentures’ swung his arm out towards me in a pathetic attempt at a punch, which massively backfired on him cause I threw that dumbass over my shoulder and ‘accidently’ knocked his last 4 teeth out.  That left me with the rest of the hounds, two of em were rushing at me the second I let go of their newly toothless friend, the one on my right missed me completely and fell over a fence, dumbass. The dude on my left though, well he didn’t miss I’ll put it that way, he fully rugby tackled me into the car behind me, knocking the wind outta me and leaving me dazed for a few seconds.

But just like the first guy, his ‘punches’ were about effective as a marshmallow. Pretty embarrassing for him really, I mean you hate to see it.

“Okay no, give me your hand I’m gonna teach you how to punch cause this is just embarrassing for you dude, first don’t put your thumb at the bottom cause ya gonna break it, second don’t just throw ya arm forward and hope it hurts, use your body weight cause ya got a lot of it and throw it into the punch.”

At that point I’d pushed him off me and the car, his form was absolutely terrible so I went ahead and corrected it for him, found out his name was Eric, which was pretty interesting, gave him a few practise shots and then let him hit me for real, and I must be a fucking amazing teacher cause that one hurt!

“Really Doll?”

Let me tell you, I’d never seen Bucky so unimpressed in my life, his face was completely deadpanned with only his eyebrows raised, Steve wasn’t too impressed either, his infamous mum glare was in full force as I sheepishly backed away from my new best friend.

“In my defence, you left me unsupervised, and Eric’s form was absolutely atrocious, wasn’t it Eric my lad ?”

“….She’s a pretty good teacher to be fair”.

“See? I’m a good teacher! Suck it Barnes!”

Bucky Knocked Eric the fuck out in response. I think you can all understand how heartbroken I was.

“What the hell Barnes?! If it weren’t for me you and Steve would be dead!” I’m pretty sure I looked as insane as I was acting, Steve was full on laughing his ass off behind Buck, I mean if I weren’t so annoyed by them both right now I’d be on the floor with him just dying of laughter. But nay, I had a bone to pick with the both of them, which I think they both realised considering they both went pale before turning around and bucking it to my house. What you need to remember is that these are fully gown men, running around a Brooklyn neighbourhood screaming bloody murder, with a much smaller y/h/c lass running right behind them brandishing a pair of heels, fully intending to murder them both.

How we’ve gone all these years without being arrested or locked in a mental asylum astounds me.

So hopefully you all enjoyed this, let me know what you all think, we’ve got about 2 more chapters left of my boys then we move onto Captain America the First Avenger!! 

lots of love

Rose xx

[blazingsnark]

Valentine

Pairings: Ariel x Camilla, otherwise up to interpretation Rating: PG-13 (for swearing) Wordcount: 1637 Notes/Summary: Working in COBO Service is just like working at any retail job, especially on the holidays.  Ariel is fed up with everything.  Not even her girlfriend can make Valentine’s Day better, or so she thinks.

COBO service did its best to keep up with the seasons.  During the Harmony Festival, glowing runes drifted around their stalls, singing with peace and prosperity.  New Years’ celebrations came with discounted alcohol and good wishes, festivals such as Christmas with wrapping paper and gift ideas, and of course, chocolate for Valentine’s.

Though Ariel could really, really do without the sparkling hearts the directors of COBO had decided to create this year.

They’d called it a dream step, hadn’t they?  Ariel batted away yet another one of the annoying hearts, making it shatter into little shards of light and disappear.  Two more floated up to take its place, tickling at her legs and arms.

Ugh.

Ariel wanted to make a face.  Actually, she wanted to remove this dream step and fling it as far away as possible.  But a COBO employee had to always be cheerful, and Valentine’s Day and the day before were always busy with sales as panicked boyfriends and girlfriends bought last-minute chocolate, so Ariel forced a smile and faked her normal chipper attitude, even while making silent snide remarks.

“Welcome to COBO service!”

Please fuck off.

“Buying sweets for your sweetheart?”

You’re such a procrastinator, buying them on the last possible day.

“Having trouble deciding?  We have a lot of options!”

THERE’S A FUCKING LINE BEHIND YOU.  DO YOU NOT SEE IT.  TAKE YOUR CHOCOLATE AND GO AWAY.

“Planning a confession tomorrow?”

I know you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend.  You’re going to eat all that chocolate alone and sob.

“I can tell you’ve been having fun!”

Your breath smells like alcohol and chocolate and there’s a hickey on your neck.  Please get out of my face.

People, people, people.  A music note floated up under her skirt and got wedged in her waistband.  Ariel must have twitched, because her customer stared at her.  She smiled and hoped it didn’t look like a grimace.

“That chocolate comes with a teddy bear, you know!”

Please stop staring at me.  Oh my El.  Just stop.

The line barely diminished even as satisfied customers walked away with their stuffed animals, their chocolate, and their thoughts of love.  Ariel shifted her weight and tried to fish one of the dream step’s floating hearts out of her shoe, where it’d gotten stuck.  It shattered.  Ariel kept smiling.

“That’ll be two hundred ED!”

Pay me and leave.

And oh, look, there was Elsword sprinting towards her.  He skidded to a stop in front of her stall, almost bumping Ariel’s current customer out of the way.  Great.  Those were ruffled feathers she’d have to soothe now.

“Welcome to COBO service!” she said with a grin.  “Did you forget tomorrow’s holiday, Elsword?”

“No, of course not!” he said.  He was defensive and his face was red.  Ariel could recognize a lie when she saw one.

She laughed.

“Well, since you didn’t forget, I’m sure you already bought your special someone a few special gifts.”

I see your bullshit, Elbrat.  Let’s see how hard I can make you blush.

His entire face went red.  Ariel felt rather vindicated.  One of the dream step’s hearts managed to get lodged in her bra.

“I-” Elsword started, then sighed.  “Uh.  What would you recommend for Ain?”

“Ain?”  Ariel didn’t know much about that man – just that he was a priest and he was always almost arrogant beneath his veneer of politeness.

“A nice stuffed animal and some chocolate usually works!  Perhaps a stuffed seal?”  She brought out one of the soft, adorable little seal plushies they’d just gotten in.  Elsword’s eyes went wide and he grabbed for it.

“Okay!  I’ll take it, and… This candy!”  He grabbed a box, seemingly at random, off the display.  Ariel glanced over for only a second to make sure he hadn’t caused an avalanche.  (He hadn’t, but it was a close-run thing.  Why were those boxes stacked so precariously?)

“That’ll be three hundred ED!”

Elsword handed her suspiciously sticky coins.  Ariel deposited them into her strongbox as fast as possible and wiped her hands on the backs of her leggings, at the same time brushing away two music notes from getting close to her skirt, and marked this 'Ain' character down in her mind to ask around about.  Nothing bad could come from having more information.

And the day continued.

“We don’t have chocolates with aphrodisiac in them, but we have ones that you can fill!”

Note to self: never accept Valentine’s chocolate from Richian.

“We don’t carry those sorts of items, sorry.  COBO is a family-friendly service!”

WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU WANT THAT.  I AM JUDGING YOU SO HARD.

“Of course we have stuffed Phoru!  Would you like a pink one, a red one, or one holding a heart?”

They’re the ugliest things ever.  Thank you for buying one, our refund policy is suddenly nonexistent.

Hearts and music notes continued to get stuck in odd places, then shatter, leaving Ariel feeling vaguely like she was covered with wet sand.  Chocolate smell was everywhere.  The enchantment keeping the chocolates cold fizzled out at around noon, and it was a few minutes before Ariel could re-cast it, so a few customers complained about melted candy.

“Be a COBO employee, they said.” she grumbled to herself during a rare lull in the traffic, kneeling down behind her stall to take inventory of the stuffed animals they had left and to try and get a heart out of where it’d become stuck in her bra.  “It’ll be fun, they said.  Ha.”

“Excuse me.”

A customer.  Shit.  Ariel stood up so fast she nearly banged her head on the counter.  She grimaced, changed the expression into a smile, and silently screamed expletives at whoever had spoken before actually seeing who it was.

Rena stood there with a confident smile.  Ariel sighed.

“Welcome to COBO service!”

If she had fifty ED for every time she’d had to say that, with the same fake smile and chipper tone, she’d have enough to buy herself a nobility in Velder and retire for the rest of her life.

“Hi, I’d like to buy some chocolate,” Rena said.  Ariel kept smiling.

Yeah, you all do.

“What kind?”

Rena held up one of the smaller boxes - a heart-shaped one with an assortment of candy inside.  At least she didn’t have to spend minutes browsing the shelf.  Ariel silently thanked her.

“That’ll be fifty ED!”

Rena slid her a thousand-ED coin.

“Keep the change.  By the way, have you seen my friends today?”

Ah.  Bribery for information.  Now that was a transaction Ariel fully supported.

She smiled at Rena, then swept the coin off the counter and slipped it into a pocket of her skirt.

“I have!  Everyone from your group except Lu and Ciel came by,” she said with her usual cheerful smile.  The bribe was enough for more information, so she kept talking, lowering her voice a bit.  “Ain kept asking me about what Valentine’s Day was.  Raven bought chocolate, and Elesis came by two seconds later and asked if Raven had mentioned her.  Aisha, Eve, and Chung said nothing about who they were buying for, though Chung only got a plushie and no chocolate, and Elsword said he was buying for Ain.”

Rena grinned.

“Thanks!”

Ariel smiled as Rena walked away with her tiny box of chocolate.  People who knew exactly how much information she collected on any given day were her favorite, especially when they paid as handsomely as Rena did.

The sun was setting, she realized, glancing up.  It was almost time for the COBO stall to close.  With no other customers in sight - thank the El - she started shutting down the stall.

“Wait!”

The voice was familiar, and Ariel’s heart skipped a beat.

Camilla’s arms wrapped around her waist from behind.  Ariel glanced around just to make sure there were no more customers before relaxing into her girlfriend’s hold.

“I wanna buy something,” Camilla said into Ariel’s ear.  Ariel winced.

“Volume control, please,” she chided.  “I have a headache.”

Camilla planted a kiss on the side of Ariel’s neck.

“Whoops,” she chuckled.  Her voice wasn’t much lower.  “You look like you’ve had a shitty day.”

“It’s a holiday,” Ariel grumbled.  “Of course it was a bad day.  I’ve got to close down, Camilla.”

“But I need to buy something.  I didn’t get my lovely girlfriend a Valentine’s gift yet.”

Ariel felt her heart smack against her ribs.  She couldn’t stop herself from grinning.

“Please, for the love of every El shard in Elrios, don’t get me COBO chocolate.”

Camilla grumbled, her arms tightening around Ariel’s waist.

“Fine.  Then… a hot bubble bath together while you rant about your day?  And a massage?”

“Much, much better.”  Ariel glanced around once more, then turned around to face Camilla.  “And then I’ll make it up to you.”

“Oh?”  Camilla’s grin grew even wider, a wicked spark in her eyes.  “How?”

Ariel kissed her, not really caring who saw at this point, and twined her arms around Camilla's neck.  Camilla tasted like those El drinks she loved, sugary sweet with just a hint of sizzling energy.

“You'll have to find out, won't you?”

Camilla looked startled, then a slow, sweet grin spread across her mouth.

“I look forward to it.  But Ariel-”

“Hmm?” Ariel smiled.

“You have a heart in your hair.”  Camilla fished the little purple piece of dream step out of Ariel’s ponytail.  Ariel's sappy mood vanished instantly.

“Oh, for the fucking love of-”

She only stopped swearing when she noticed Camilla's grin of amusement growing ever wider.