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peanut-butter-parkerxx · 3 years

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he died his hair prank

peter decided to prank y/n by temporarily dying his hair silver..

pairing: peter x fem!reader

status: dating

peters pov

i finally found a way to get revenge on y/n and her stupid yet believable pranks, since she loves my brown hair so much, no i did not decide to cut it aunt may would literally murder me if y/n didnt so it before her, i decided to temporarily dye it silver but she doesnt need to know its temporary ;)

y/n/n and i decided to hang out in the evening since i told her i had to go run some errands for may, thankfully she believed it, so now im on my way to go buy some hair dye....*nervous laugh*

i got the hair dye and i took all the stuff out spreading them on my bathroom counter, i decided to record this coz i dont think ill dye my hair again any time soon, plus it felt like i was filming a youtube video

"ok so i watched a couple of videos before this coz i dont wanna mess this beautiful gem up" i said reffering to my hair "im obviously not gonna bleach it, so lets hope my hair is light enough to show the dye" i prayed and attempted to put my hair in a ponytail and it looked pretty good, i watched how y/n does it on my hair everytime we do face masks but doing it for yourself is wayyy harder

*A/N: look at this cutie 🥰 anyways back to the story*

i dyed the side of my hair first getting the dye everywhere, thank god i took the bathroom rug out so it would not get stained, and then took the bun out and sectioned it

"dont let me down brad mondo" i whispered getting even more nervous than i was before i brushed the dye of the first section "i did it" i smiled proudly but then it hit me "i did it, i did it, this part of my hair is silver! oh my god" i was panicking, what am i doing? this is a prank this is a prank its not real calm down peter

suddenly i got a facetime call from y/n

*babyyyy 💕👀 would like to FaceTime*

lit up my screen, i panicked a bit trying to find an excuse to not answer the call or at least not show her my face, but i remembered i was in the bathroom....hopefully this excuse will work

i clicked on 'accept' and waited for her to connect

"hey babyyyy" she beamed, shes cute when shes excited but her smile faded when she couldnt see me "where are you?" she asked

"im in the toilet babe, but i couldnt not answer your call" i laughed trying to act normal and backing up from my phone as much as possible

"oh" she laughed, i wanted to grab something from the counter and i thought i did it carefully but what she said, said otherwise "wait why is your hair silver?" she asked her eyes widening

"wHAT? what do you mean?" i squeeked, i hesitantly put the undyed of my hair to the frame and she sighed in relief "my hair is brown, love nothing to worry about"

"thank god, although you kinda looked like jack frost which was kinda hot....but no no no no i prefer brown, dont even think about it" she warned, i laughed at her statement, it kinda made me more confident, maybe i would look like jack frost "anyways, ill see you in a few, im almost at my house, gotta go, byeee" she said waving her hand at the camera

"byeeee" i put my hand in the frame and waved, she laughed and ended the call...that was close

after a few curses and an hour of dying my hair, i finished! and im pretty proud of the results, lets just hope my hair doesnt fall out

*A/N: this is the only picture i found of a guy with a somewhat wavy hair so imagine this is him but with messier hair dye and its all over his hair but not till his roots, OH and silver lmao*

so i took a photo of my hair and sent it to ned, he was with me throughout the whole process coz i needed someone to talk to, i usually annoy y/n with my daily rants but i couldnt so ned had to hear me talk abt how Mrs Barbosa gave me extra homework for being late

After I texted Ned, I got a text from y/n/n

"Babyyyy 👀💕: hey Pete, where are we hanging out? My place or yours?"

I told her that she could come to my place because I got a 'surprise' for her, i knew i had to record this so i quickly placed my phone on the desk

"YOUR BITCH HAS ARRIVEDDD!" y/b barges in, flopping on the bed next to me

"h-hey y/n/n" i said laughing at her dramatic entrance but still confused on how she didn't notice my hair, just act casual, she moved closer to my body looking at the computer thats on my lap

"what are you doing?" she asked curious "

oh nothing, just watching guys surprise their girlfriends with dying their hair a bad color"i laughed acting as casual as possible

"oh thats funny, but if you did that to m- *looks up* *big dramatic loud gasp* PETE- I- WHA- HOW-" her eyes were as big as ever, I've never seen her this shocked "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LUCIOUS BROWN CURLS" she shouted completely ignoring my computer and sits on my lap to get a closer look

"YOUR curls?" i laughed

"yes MY curls what happened to the light brown almost hazel in the sunlight curls?" she brushes my hair through her fingers trying to get the dye out "i dont think my brain processed this yet- WAIT YOU DYED IT RIGHT? SO THAT MEANS IT'LL STAY FOREVER?" looked down her mouth parted

"isn't that what dying your hair means?"

"HOW ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS I MEAN ITS A WHOLE DIFFERENT COLOR, AND WHY SILVER-ISH GREY?"

"I actually really like it" I said combing my hair through my fingers but she swatted it away so she could look at it more

"babe *laughs* you said I'd look like Jack Frost" I told her tilting my head

"well Jack Frost is hot but you're hott-ER I don't want you looking like Jack Frost because I said so! I love you for who you are....especially your brown hair"

"so if I told I like it you'd be ok with it?"

"Yes if you like it and it's your choice? %100"

"so what if I said it's a prank?" She was gonna nod her head coz she thought it was like the other question but then stopped midway and widened her eyes

"your kidding"

"yes in fact I am" I laugh and point at the camera and she gasps

"you..you....YOU BITCH" she punches my chest jokingly "I ALMOST GOT A HEART ATTACK AND GOT ALL SAPPY AND MUSHY FOR YOU JUST SO YOU COULD PRANK ME?!" she shouts point her hands everywhere "You know I was like scared! Coz you said you liked it and I was like, oh no I gotta get used to this no more chocolate curls, but not as in i lied I just gotta get used to it which added more pressure than I already felt!" She stated but I only laughed even more and awed

"babe don't worry"

"I HAD A MATH QUIZ TODAY" she point at herself "AND YOUR HERE LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF?? no wait let me sit on the bed since you like when I sit on your lap"

"no no baby I'm sorry" I said while laughing, her face was hilarious

"no you're not! and no kisses till Monday" she huffs and looks at the wall, I give her ten seconds until she turns around to ask one more question, and she did

"hop on the shower we're cleaning the white of you, you Jack Frost wannabe" well more like a demand I huffed but got up with her and turned the recording off

"neds gonna love this"

Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

#spiderman #peter parker x fem #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker #peter parker fluff #ned leeds #may parker #aunt may #the avengers #mcu #michelle jones #marvel #sony pictures #imagines #peter parker x reader #fluff #peter #parker #avengers

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masked-creator · 3 years

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Secrets Under The Misltoe: Part 1 ( Because I can)

*PLEASE READ* - Authors note: Hello everyone!I just wanted to say a few things before I get started . This my first time writing any kind of fan-fiction,so I just wanted to say sorry in advance if it isn't any good.I hope to get better as the story goes on.This is just a little idea i had been brainstorming for awhile now and I think you'll like it(and if you have any suggestions or critique please feel free to share!) . Aslo,I know it's not Christmas time okay!But I think right now we all need a little Christmas spirit, so shut up.

It was a normal sunny day in Alola......well except for the fact that Christmas was only two days away.And while everyone else in the region was at home with their families, decorating their trees,finishing up their Christmas lists,and watching iconic movies,their was one house in Alola, that was crawling with chaos.And that was a little beach house right by the shore. The home of professor Kukui and Burnett.

"FINALLY!",professor Kukui exclaimed as he closed a big suitcase that was filled to the brim with both their clothes and essentials."I thought it might never close!",he sighed in relief as he plopped the big case on the floor."Well it sure wasn't easy finding winter clothes in Alola,but somehow we managed."This made professor Burnett(who was just ending a phone call) chuckle,as she recalled how hard it really was to find those clothes.The two of them had to search for WEEKS just to find enough to wear for the trip. But honestly they couldn't be mad,after all in a island where it's summer year round,winter clothes aren't exactly what you'd call common.

"So,who were you calling anyway",Kukui asked curious to whom his wife was discussing with."Oh ,well I was just checking up on Hobbes to see how close they were to the house."she replied.You see, When word got out that the professors were going to spend their Christmas in Kanto to surprise Ash ,it caught the attention of Gladion and Lille ,and they asked if the two could tag along. Ether way, they didn't have much to do in Alola,as their mother was completely engulfed in her work,even on holidays(much to their annoyance) and they hadn't seen ash since he left a couple months back,so it seemed like a good idea.And obviously,the professors both agreed,seeing as they new why both of them would ask.

"Well,are they almost here?",Kukui inquired,as they had to leave soon if they were going to make the flight."Yes!,Hobbes said they should be here any minute",his wife replied sweetly.And just as she finished, a black limo pulled up to the front of their house.And just as quickly, two children emerged from the back door ,Lille and Gladion. As Hobbes went to the trunk to receive the children's luggage the professors found this as a good time to greet the two.So they both walked outside to say hello."Gladion!,Lille!,so nice to see you two!,Burnett exclaimed."Oh, professors,we were just about to go inside",Lille said,somewhat surprised that the professors came to them."Well,are you two ready to go?",Kukui asked,as he was very eager to be on time , as he very much missed ash (even if he wouldn't admit it),and the last thing he wanted was to miss his flight.Just then Hobbes had placed the two suitcases on the ground next to each of the children."Well I guess we are now" ,Gladion joked."But I do wanna thank you two again for letting us tag along,"The boy added politely.

"No need to thank us",professor Kukui said ,trying to comfort the young boy,who obviously seemed to feel a little bad for asking to join, after all it was their vacation."The more the merrier!",Burnett said happily ,as she also saw Gladion's discomfort.This made Gladion a little more comfortable,since it really did seem like the professors didn't mind to much at all.But he still felt off,actually he had been feeling off for a while .Ever since the day their plane tickets were purchased,and he new they were going to spend their holiday with Ash,there had been this weird feeling in his stomach,like nothing he had ever felt before,and come to notice it ,the more he thought about Ash in general, the more this feeling grew inside him.Was he nervous?,excited maybe?.He couldn't put his finger on what he was feeling,and that annoyed him.But ultimately,he pushed his thoughts and feelings down ,as he didn't want to bother anyone.

And by the time he had finished ignoring all the weird stuff that was happening.The professors and Lille were all ready in the car ready to go."Hey Gladion ,you coming?" hie sister shouted from the back seat." Uh,yea" ,he plainly replied and hopped into the seat next to her .Thankfully he was able to keep his feelings in for the entirety of the ride to the airport.But little did he know that very soon those same strange feelings would creep up on him again , and this time they would come with a punch.......

Ending Note:Well that's it for now ! hope you liked it. Don't know when i'll be posting again , but ill try not to take too long! Byeeee ( ;

#fancfiction #trustepartnershipping #gladion #professor kukui #professor burnet #lillie #pokieani #pokemon #pokemon sumo #I WROTE SOMETHING????

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trikxx · 3 years

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I try to put a lil something before the chapter cause thats what I usually do but I can think if anything😀 on to the story.

Songs for this chapter ⬇️

•shame by summer walker

•if you let me by sinead harlett

Armoni's pov

I got up early cause I didn't want y/n to kill Shinsou for letting me drive. I have my permit and all but I still have to take my drivers test... again. Y/n doesn't trust me with the car but shes gonna have to give in soonnn.

I go into the living room and they not there anymore

So I go to Shinsou's room to get him. "SURPISE SHAW.." He wasn't in there. The last place he could be thats inside the house is y/n's room. 'God please let me going here and know that nothing happened last night even though I want a niece not yettt' I think in my head while putting my hands together.

I slowly opened the door. 'please please pleaseee' I slowly open my eyes and they are fully clothed and only facing each other "THANK THE GODS!" I accidentally yell out waking up Shinsou.

"Wtffff Armoni."

"Damn, what happened to hey, hello, good morning." I say. "Waiting in living room ill be ready in a little bit.

Shinsou's pov

I slowly slip out of y/n's bed and go to my own room and hop in the shower, brush my teeth, fix my hair and get dressed. After I finished I grabbed my keys and put on my shoes. "Lets go." I say to Armoni

"I would have let you drive y/n's truck but you know how she is." I say "Yea i know" Armoni said adjusting the seat. "Check it out so I have a automatic so you dont have to worry about all that fancy stick shift shit you thought was finna happen when you got in. Nope." I explained to Armoni everything he needed to know. "No music til you drive a mile" I say. Armoni pulled out the parking spot and out he garage and started driving.

"Damn you actually drive good." I say to Armoni. "I know its just my sister." We started driving toward y/n's parents house to take Armoni home and so I could make it back home so me and y/n could go to Sero's shop.

~Time skip~

Y/n's pov

I wake up and get in the shower not really acknowledging the fact that Shinsou and Armoni were gone out the house. The quiet was nice. I stepped and wrapped a towel around my body and staring to brush my teeth. I heard the front door open. I walk out my bathroom into my room to peek out the door.

"Oh your woke now?." Shinsou says. I tolled my eyes and closed my door back to get dressed.

Your outfit

I did my hair the same way I did it last night then grabbed my wallet and keys and walked out the room "We taking your car?" I ask Shinsou. "Yea." He responds. I out on my shoes and we walk out the door.

~Time skip~

We pulled up to a tattoo shop that had a sign that said '4RT' "You ready?" Shinsou said. "Wait they open?" I say. The shop looked like no one was there even though there was four cars outside besides ours.

"Naw they not open." Shinsou said side eyeing me. I rolled my eyes and got out the and Shinsou did the same.

We entered the shop and heard low music playing. "Yoooo Shinsou!" I heard Sero yell from down the hallway. "Is that the beautiful y/n?" Denki said following behind Sero. Shinsou side eyes Denki and Denki puts his hands up like this '✋🏽😐🤚🏽'

"What tats do yall want?" Sero asks. "Ima get this." Shinsou says showing Sero the picture.

(This is the only one I could find that I liked Pinterest did me wrong yall ✋🏽🥲 ill edit it if i find sum different;-;)

"Still a minimalist I see." Sero says joking around. "And you?" Sero resumes pointing to me. "Oh I was thinking something like this."

"Thats niceee." Sero says. "Ok I'll do y/n and you can get Shinsou." Sero says to Denki. Denki nods and leads Shinsou to his area and I got Sero's. "This your first tat or nah?" He asks. "Nah." I says showing him the dragon tattoo behind my ear that goes on to my shoulder. "Thats dope as fuck." Sero says starting the sketch for your tattoo.

(Idk how this works🧍🏽‍♀️)

~Time skip~

Third pov

Sero finished the sketch and started apply the stencil (yall know the little thing they put on the you before they actually tattoo..yea that.)

Sero turned on some music (the song at the top played first) and started tattooing. At first it hurt but soon you got use to it. "You ok?" Sero asked. "Yea." You say looking back at you phone.

~Time skip~

You here the door of the shop open. You saw a pink haired girl rush passed the room you and Sero were in. Eventually peeking her head in ti the room "Im here Sero they kept me late at the mall my bad... Y/N?!"

"Heyyoo." You say smiling at her. "We have to talk after your done ok?" She says. You nod your head at her and she skipped away. You lay your head back vibing to the music trying to ignore the pain.

"Ok Cool Kami.." Shinsou says walking into the room. "Y/n... holy shit." You look up at Shinsou then look down at the tattoo and back at Shinsou "what." You ask. "I should have let you pick my tattoo."

You raise your eyebrows and formed an straight like with your lips then nodded your head up and down slowly. "Im gonna wait in the lobby ok?" Shinsou says "ok." You say. Shinsou walks out the room and you look back down at you phone.

Shinsou's pov

I walk into the lobby and sit close to ok the desk and talk to Mina and Denki. "And bro she was like..." Denki was saying then pointed to where he was looking at.

'Woah' I see a girl come through the door." Hey! Welcome to Art. How may I accommodate you today." Mina days with a smile. "Hiii I had made an appointment." The girl says. "What was the name?" "Camie." She says.

"Alright, you can sit over there..." Mina said pointing over by me. "and Denki will be with you in a moment." Mina finishes. "Hey hottie whats your name." The girl says to me. "Shinsou. And yours?" I say looking at her.

"My names Camie." She says. "Hold on." She says getting up. She comes back with paper and a pen. "Camie?" Denki says to her. "Here." She whispers to me and hands me a piece of paper then follows Denki. I looked her up and down looking at her outfit. She winked at me before disappearing into the hallway. 'Damnnnnnn'

Camie's outfit

"Finally out that fucking chair got damn." Y/n says stretching while walking into the lobby.

"Thats one hell of a grin Toshi." Y/n says making the "😏" face. "Hush and let me see." I say.

Y/n's pov

I show Shinsou my tattoo. "Im just fye like that." Sero says. I chuckle and start walking to pay. But Shinsou stops me "I'll pay." He says. "But.." "unt uhn." I roll my eyes and step back.

"Alright I'll see you guys." Shinsou says walk towards the door. "Byeeee" I say going after him. "Wait!" I go back in the shop. "Heres my number Mina facetime, text, call, or what ever. And we can talk." I say writing it down. "Ok! Bye Y/n!" I wave at her walking out the door and running ti the car.

"Alright I'm ready."

~time skip~

We get back to the apartment and I flop down on my bed. "Sooo tireddd." I say. I pick up my computer and check how many orders we had 'its not that bad' i think to myself closing my computer and putting it back on my nightstand.

I walk out my room to go mess with Shinsou but when I got closer to his room he was... giggling? I held in my laughter and knocked on his door. "Yo Toshi you hungry?" I say through the door. "Yea hold on." He responds back.

20 minutes later

Shinsou's pov

"Ok what did yo..." I say. 'This mf really fell alseep in 20 minutes' I think to myself. I pick y/n up and put her in her bed.

I walk into the kitchen and ordered y/n's f/f for her and something for me.

*DING*

Camie🤍: Hey Hitoshi🤗.

Hitoshi☄️: Hey👋🏽.

Camie🤍: i wanted to know if you wanted to hang out tonight and get to know each other?

Hitoshi☄️: im cool with that but where.

Camie🤍: your place?

Hitoshi☄️: I would sag yea but we would just be in my room. I have a roommate and they get kinda rowdy.

Camie🤍: Its ok. What ever you want babes😁.

Hitoshi☄️: cool.

Hitoshi ☄️: Also eat before you come over i only provide snacks.

Camie🤍:LOL. Ok☺️.

*UBEREATS NOTIFICATION THING*

|your food for HITOSHI has been delivered|

I go out the door to get the food and come straight back to the apartment. I look through and make sure everything is there. Then I put y/n's food in the refrigerator/on the counter(depends on what you picked).

~time skip~

Camie🤍: should i park on the street?

Hitoshi ☄️: yea.

I walk downstairs to let Camie in. "Hey handsome." She said and kissed me on the cheek. We went back to the apartment and into my room. "I'll be back." I say walking out the room. "Hey Shinsou." Y/n says waving at me while walking out her room.

"Hey, Your foods in the fridge." I say. "Thank you." She says hugging me then warming up her food and going back to her room. I cut off the lights in the living room and a leave the one above the sink on. Then I go back to my room with Camie.

Y/n's pov

I go back to my room and watch tv and start packing orders. Sometimes I do orders by myself just for some me time (play if you let me by sinead harnett).

*DING*

Unknown: Y/n please I miss you so much please. Im sorry I didn't mean for it to happen please just take me back ill do better please. I still love you.

Y/n: If this is who I think it is No. cause you know what you did and it really doesn't make sense that you cant get that shit into your head stop contacting me. Im not taking you back even if its the end of the world.

Unknown: please y/n

*this number you are contacting has blocked you*

———

I finished eating and went to throw my stuff away. I got in the shower did my skincare and brushed my teeth. 'I should just chill out in my room.' I think ti myself while getting out the shower and drying off.

I put on some spandex shorts and a hoodie. The pull out my sketchbook to make more designs.

———

I've been sketching for about a hour so i go to see if Shinsou wanted to watch a movie but as I got closer to the door i hear moans getting louder. 'No, he did not.' I thought to myself. I go to the living room and just turn on the tv and watch a movie alone in the dark.

About an hour late I hear him coming out the room. "That was sooo nice." I hear a girl say. She come out of the hallway where Shinsou's room is. "Who are you?" She says.

"I'm y/n." I say. "Shinsou there's a girl out here. Maybe your roommate has her over." She says.

'Is she-' "wait whats your name?" I ask her

"Camie." She says "oh, do you know Todoroki?" I say "yes i know him." She says kind of with a attitude. "Ohhh I remember youu. Aren't you his ex." She said.

"Alright are you... hey y/n." Shinsou said. "Really Hitoshi." I say getting up. "Of all the people in the world HER." I say. "What are you talking about y/n."

"You know what im talking about Hitoshi. Or do you not remember why your own best friend broke up with her boyfriend." I say. Shinsou looked like his heart dropped to his ass.

𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Hey y/n its gonna be ok forget about him."Shinsou says. "Im gonna call Ace to come and get you."

Ace: Hello?

Shinsou: Hey Ace i need you to come to Y/n's house right now.

Shinsou looks at the code book you gave him for emergencies like this.

"Code...uhhh pink no wait its a purple"

Ace: Im on my way right now.

Y/n's pov

"Two years down the fucking drain for what!" i yell as Ace comforted me. "N/n you have to calm down a little." Ace says. i layed in my bed under my cover with my music blasting. My parents were on a business trip and my brother was at our Aunts house.

Me, Ace, and Shinsou heard someone knock on the door so I go to open it. "Y/n i'm sorry! It all happened so fast and I was drunk." Todoroki says. "DRUNK MY ASS SHOTO! YOU NEW WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE DOING AND IT WASN'T A ACCIDENT." I say yelling. "Hey Y/n I got this go chill out." Shinsou says pulling me back.

I step back and then I look at his car and she was in there. I push both boys out the way and walk to the car. I snatched the door open and pulled her out the car. "SO YOU FUCKING LOVE ME RIGHT?! YOU WANT ME BACK HUH?! BULLSHIT SHOTO GET YOUR SHIT AND GO. IM DONE. AND AS FAR AS I KNOW ONCE YOU OUT YOU DICK IN HER WE WERE DONE SO GET YOUR SHIT AND LEAVE."

Todoroki grabbed Camie from you and got her back in the car. "Im sorry ill leave.".

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚��𝐤

"Damn i did it again." Camie says with a smirk on her face. "Maybe its just not meant to b..." I cut her off by gabbing her hair and slamming her on the couch.

"Say some slick shit again Camie. I fucking dare you. I will do something I didn't get to do then. Cause i dont give a fuck now. Ima let you go this is what you do to avoid getting your ass beat. Get your bag, keys, and shoes and get the fuck out this house and never come back." I say. She nods and I let her go.

Camie runs and gets her stuff and leaves the apartment. "Wtf Y/n." Shinsou says. "You know she was just gonna be a hit and kick anyway so im saving her the heartbreak." I say walking to my room. "Thats not the point y/n you didn't have to do that."

Shinsou said

"THEN WHATS THE POINT HITOSHI?!" I say. "THE POINT IS THAT YOU BROUGHT UP STUFF FROM A LONG TIME AGO." Shinsou argues back. "you know i tried to ignore the fact that you brought the girl that he cheated on me with." I say calmly. "but dont argue back. i dont want to waste your breath on this. and just to tell you ill leave for the night to give you some time to yourself." I say walking away to my room.

———

When I get into my room I feel and tear come down my face as i get out some overnight clothes. I text Mina to see if she was free.

Y/n🤍🌸: Hey Mina are you free to night

Mina🥀: Sorry babes im out with my boyfriend

——

I sighed and texted Sero

Y/n🤍🌸: Yoo Sero

Sero🤠: wsp y/n

Y/n🤍🌸: Can I crash at your place tonight? Me and Hitoshi kinda got into a fight.

Sero🤠: Sure, im still at the shop so you can come here til i close up

Y/n🤍🌸: alright cool.

——

I finished packing my bag and slip on some grey sweats and went to the door. As i was putting on my shoes Shinsou came out to the door. "You don't have to leave Y/n." He says. "Well if you dont want me to leave for then ill be leaving for myself. Ok? Cool." I says as I grab my keys off the rack and walk out the door.

👀 dont hurt me ya’ll please dont😬

#shinsou x you #shinsou x y/n #bnha shinsou #shinsou fic #shinsou angst #mha angst #mha x reader #mha sero

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gretaes-blog1 · 5 years

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yup ! i’m nearly the last one to post my intro i think ( ︶⌒︶ ) took five naps.. head going boom boom. but hello!!!!!!!! i’m jay , i’m twenny one and livin breathin the eastern timezone. i am very excited to introduce u my baby greta. my intro will not do her justice but i hope time will. if i haven’t imed u already pleeeeeeeeeeease reach out to me ( even if u are stuck on plots ) we’ll brainstorm something really good. i’ll be switching between ims and my discord ๑•ૅㅁ•๑#4035 for convenience. i promise to get to everything as soon as i can. ill say the end cause i never know how to end those byeeee

𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 here and do i have the tea for you . greta is back on campus , which is surprising considering the threatening note i left them . yes , i know all about how she hides her sexuality to maintain a relationship with her conservative family because of their greed . imagine the tabloids and how the navarro family would feel for such information to come out , not to mention the reputation of kappa because of their actions . at this rate , she is better off staying put in palo alto , california and living off that 7.9b family net worth . what’s the point in studying pharmaceutical science with plans to create accessible healthcare , is it worth it with what i know ? anyways , they may want to continue to be ambitious & reliable because the domineering & sarcastic attributes make me want to spill . ( alexa demie , j , est ) .

family ties

the name navarro has definitely been painted gold for a while. greta is the child bruno navarro who was passed down his fortune of nava pharmaceuticals - an internationally recognized healthcare company which deals with pharmaceutical merchandise and diagnostics

she has two brothers which would’ve undeniably been first in line to take their father’s place if they played their cards right

her mother was an ambassador for the company but her voice always meant very little. she never complained though.. being ambassador meant long business trips to places she would never get a chance to visit and live a lavish life without being too burdened

greta was awfully competitive though and never let herself be thrown to the side. the female roles instilled in her brain seemed like a waste of time and she wanted to be the best , especially in things that others told her she wouldn’t be

when she was little, it was about the adrenaline of proving everyone wrong but when she got older, she realised her need to succeed and be seen was more deep rooted than that. it wasn’t unusual for greta to feel alien to her parents but seeing as all her private school friends could relate, it didn’t bother her too much. it was the values instilled in her family that were a harder pill to swallow

at the dinner table, greta had to listen to slurs thrown left and right at people who didn’t fit into their conservative agenda. she had to sit through an hour of her father chanting about gender roles and sickening politics that put everyone , except his own empire , at the bottom of the food chain. they knew their power and the only goal was unwavering cash flow

and that is about the only thing greta and her family had in common. her GREED. although her morals didn’t align with the values of her father , her eyes were set on the price. breaking the tradition of men owning their biggest investment and becoming the chief officer of nava pharmaceuticals. and if biting her tongue and faking a smile meant knocking the king over from the top of the food chain then.... CHEck MATE Bitch <3

but obviously, its not easy living under pressure. especially when the reality is so far from the mask u wear to get what u want

meet greta

under that mask is a greta that is the complete opposite of what her father painted her out to be. she is independent, sometimes even selfish . she is strong and brilliant. she’s determined and ambitious . she challenges herself , she’s eager to excel, to be more than the best. she wants to surprise people with the extend of what she’s capable of. i honestly don’t think greta has even dreamed of what she wants to achieve yet ????? but she knows she has a deep yearning for it. the feeling of bliss and a peace of mind when you’ve gotten everything u worked so hard for.

unfortunately, it’s important to take time and recenter urself from time to time in the chaos of striving for perfection. greta has lost that ability and often impulsively runs off the tracks. u won’t ever see her tripping over her feet at the party but u will probably catch her lying about the amount of alcohol she had if u are sober enough to notice. she’ll let u unbutton her shirt, only if u promise not to tell. she’ll tell u she’s okay and she thinks she is even if she really isn’t

greta was good in everything except in love. it was hard for her to entertain one night stands unless she had steam to blow off , she always had something more productive to do. she’d lie in bed and battle those thoughts, wondering if she’s only making excuses .... after all , she’s a pretty girl. but those who got to taste her cherry lips were always left with the memory they were told not to share with anyone. she would always find excuses, letting good things pass her by. she didn’t know then what was causing her scattered affection. but it was often because in order to know what u want, u can’t censor thoughts and treat them as distractions. greta has always treated romance as a distraction and consequently, she never let herself reflect on what makes her happy for too long. but, of course , sleepless nights would often lead to her having to face herself. truly. she would think about the people she considers her friends and how she hopes she doesn’t lose them in the process, she daydreams about the future and freedom to speak her mind even when the voice in her head tells her not to. and she thinks about girls..... a lot

greta hasn’t thought about it enough to put her sexuality on a spectrum. she knows she’s dated boys and she liked it. but, it’s also the only thing she’s known. having her family instil in her brain that being attracted to the same sex is not right and knowing that she needs to play her cards right to be considered worthy of the fortune, it was settled. she would dig a hole in the ground and bury those thoughts deep down under. knowing that if her family finds out she’s been with girls or even felt attracted to them????? her dreams would be crushed and she would be lucky to still sit at the dinner table.

she battles those thoughts and often gets caught up in them. kissing girls in places where nobody sees and keeping it a secret or turning to lying, saying they’re pathetic for falling for it. basically being a shitty person because she knows there is no way she could ever get away with it??? safe to say, having to feel guilty for the things u cannot change, doesn’t make her the happiest kid on the playground and with knowing how word travels fast, it makes her paranoid to even consider risking her future for that. she continues to strive for perfection instead of wholeness :/

on a lighter note.... she obviously studies pharmaceutical sciences. she sees a future for the company that her father fails to acknowledge. her father doesn’t know it but she aims to take the empathic route and use her fortune for a better cause.. to help make healthcare accessible for all. she’s got the fattttttest heart i tell u and believes in good karma.

i said this in the app and ill say it again........... Loves cheese bread. honestly bribe her with cheesy bread i dare u. it will work ( almost always )

runs track.... Just as good at this one as she is in running away from all her problems. Stellar performance

reads those motivational books.. ( yup. those )

studies hard. really will study all night and fall asleep with a notepad on her face and highlighter stain on her forehead. again, anywhere where she has to compete for first place, she will do anything to get that first place. and if she doesnt ???????? shes a thunderstorm. angry music plays in the background. she storms off. lips pursed. and takes days to recover

really loves mysteries. and crosswords. the process of figuring out how to get from point a to point b... thats greta.

and if she doesnt focus and set boundaries in her head, she doesnt know where to finish. she is the most Opinionated bitch. like she has a strong opinion about everything. even whether tomato is a fruit or vegetable. like she knows its a vegetable. Ok?

she’s the biggest know it all!!!!!! she won’t ever shake on anything and if it comes to it, she will stand by her words until she’s thought about it in her bed for days ( even made a list of rights and wrongs to weigh out how truly “””””’wrong””””” she is ) it’s hard for her to back down. of course.... she definitely is wrong sometimes even if she claims otherwise </3

basically always a spitfire... always thinks shes right. and to be fair , she kind of always is. greta is stubborn and sarcastic. her facial expressions are transparent ( almost to a fault ) and she has an unwavering determination to be the best....at everything. she wants to be in control of everything in her life, unfortunately thats not always possible and that’s when greta finds herself feeling tense, paranoid and anxious. but she’s got a good head on her shoulders... she’s curious and easy to feel comfortable around even though she is bad tempered

kind of stupid extras

neat freak..... bacteria be gone!!!!!!!!!!

always called her parents by their name

doesn’t really have a relationship with her brothers but its because they treat her as less and she will not have that so again keeps contact to a minimum and bites her tongue when need be

pays attention to her nails.... really likes when theyre painted pretty

has a butterfly necklace.. its a symbol she can relate to :)

here’s the pinterest !!

and the playlist !!!!!

and stats but theyre so bad. ill fix them later </3

beep me reach me for the wanted connections page weeeeeeee

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adnauseums · 5 years

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Late

TITLE: Late

PAIRING: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT: Bitch you think I know??

SUMMARY: It’s Valentine’s Day. Y/N and Natasha thought they’d be out on a date while Bucky and Steve watched their newborns. The only problem with that is that the twins are currently two weeks late.

WARNINGS: Tooth-rotting fluff

TAG LIST: @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69 @papi-chulo-bucky OPEN FOR MORE PEOPLE PLEASE I’M LONELY

TRANSLATIONS: Убирайся = Get out Малышка = Baby girl принцесса = Princess возлюбленная = Beloved

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This song was inspired by Baby Mama by Starrkeisha! You’ll most definitely see it later! A quick disclaimer as well: I don’t own the gifs I use, nor do I own Baby Mama by Starrkeisha, nor do I own the friends quotes I’ll use in this either! Also, when I see the reader in this, I’m just imagining Nathalie Emmanuel and idk why. I think I’m gonna write a Nat series with this queen. I love her sm. Nathalie has that soft, innocent look that I feel Natasha would look for because I think it’s a really good balance of the pair’s personality. BTW, Steve and Bucky are married, and Natasha and Y/N are married. They’re in a polyamorous relationship too because I’m trash and I wanted to. Y/N took Natasha’s last name, Bucky took Steve’s KK i’m done byeeee

“I want you out.” You hissed down at your enlarged bump. “Get. Out. Get out, get out, get out!” Tears were welling up in your eyes- it’s not like you had expected them to comply with your demands, but the firm kick you received following your command made you let out a sob, “Natasha!” You cried out. It hadn’t been but three seconds that you’d called out and Natasha had ran in, Tweedledee and Tweedledum slid in after her.

“Y/N are you okay?”

“Is it time?! Are they coming?”

Natasha shot the two of them a glare, “Убирайся.” She snapped at them. The pair straightened and nodded, turning and exiting the room, closing the door behind them. Once the two of you were alone, Nat nudged your leg. You sniffled, scooting over so she could sit down. The dip in the couch beside you was familiar, and soon Nat wrapped her arms around your torso and pulled you into her. “What’s wrong, Малышка?” Natasha muttered, placing a kiss on your earlobe.

Your lip quivered and you took a deep breath, “I’m a horse.” You said with a small cry, squeaky and clearly upset. “I’m a million weeks pregnant, and it’s all those shitheads faults with their super sperm!” You began to cry, “We just thought it would be a better chance with both of them, but how the fuck was I supposed to know that they had supernuts! I didn’t! This is their f-fault. I-I-I’m gonna ca-castrate them, I-I swear to G-God.” There was a brief silence, and you turned to look at your wife, only to discover that she was fighting laughter, “What?!”

Natasha burst into laughter, “Baby,” She shook her head, holding her stomach as she laughed, kissing you on the cheek, “Oh Christ, babe, I’m sorry. You’re hormones are really getting the best of you, Малышка.” She exclaimed, beginning to rub your back.

You bit your lip, almost pouting, “I-I’m not. I’m tired of being a million weeks pregnant!” You exclaimed. “And I haven’t been able to go anywhere because I’m fucking huge. I just want to celebrate Valentine’s Day with you, Tash.” You stated, looking over at her.

Natasha sighed, “You’re stir-crazy, huh?” She asked you. You crossed your arms and nodded. Natasha thought for a moment before looking over at the stereo, then at the door. “Alright, принцессa, let’s stand up,” She put a hand under your right arm and another arm over your shoulders.

You groaned, “Natasha!” You whined. She rolled her eyes.

“1... 2... 3...” Natasha gently pushed you up to your feet and steadied you. “We’re going downstairs to the gym.” She stated. You pouted, opening your mouth to protest, only to be greeted by a stern look from your wife. You complied.

Natasha helped you waddle over to the elevator, which FRIDAY had opened for you. “Where to, Mrs. Romanoff?” “The gym, FRIDAY, thanks.” Nat replied swiftly. The doors closed and after several more moments of pouting and stern looks, the doors opened into the gym where Bucky and Steve were training.

The doors closed behind you and the pair stopped briefly to give you a soft smile. “Hey, babydoll.” Steve greeted, the pair walking over to you. Steve stooped down to kiss you on the cheek and you grumbled, Bucky proceeding to kiss you on your forehead.

“She’s angry at you.” Natasha said with a chuckle, addressing the pair of them.

They exchanged confused looks before looking at you, “What’s wrong, возлюбленная?” Bucky asked you softly, giving you a quick kiss on your neck.

You grumbled, “Your fucking Supernuts that’s what,” You looked at Nat and pouted, “Baby, what are we doing here? I just wanna go upstairs and cry, please.”

Natasha gave you a smile and pulled her phone out from her pocket. “You’re dancing,” You groaned and Natasha continued to address FRIDAY once more, “FRIDAY, play Baby Momma by Starrkeisha,” Nat stated, pressing a button on her phone. Her phone ‘ding’ed and she gave you an innocent smile, nodding at Steve and Bucky.

♪ When the song come on let me see ya get gone (get gone) Baby mama’s (ha) this yo song Been pregnant for way too long (too long) Now tell the DJ turn it on If she a baby mama (go head) She gone do that baby mama (work) She gone put it on ya (uh huh) She gone do that baby mama Drop it down, drop it down down low Do the baby mama when I step out on the floor ♪

Bucky grinned, gently placing his hands on your shoulders, beginning to dance behind you. To further betray you, Steve smirked and walked forward, grabbing your hands and intertwining them with his, essentially forcing you to dance. “Come on!” You groaned, a small laugh slipping out. Bucky gave Steve a wink and Steve laughed, dancing out of Natasha’s camera’s view. Bucky gently spun you to face you, placing his hands on your hips. You laughed at him, shaking your head slightly, but slightly moving your body to the beat of the song.

♪ One month, two month, three month, four Hit the baby mama when I’m stepping through the door Yeah I'm pregnant but I got a ill flow Tryna make some money buy some Huggies from the store S to the T A double R K to the E I S H A And I don’t play Do it my way Preggo but I’m still doin' moves like Beyonce ♪

You were getting into the groove, giggling as Bucky continued to mouth the words to you, Natasha watching in amusement.

♪ B A to the B Y - M O double M A say B A to B Y do the baby mama! On the floor with it Drop it low with it Imma get it get it get it like a pro with it On the floor with it Drop it low with it Imma get it get it like a pro with it ♪

At this point, Steve had replaced Bucky and was dropping to kiss your extremely large, protruding bump with every ‘drop it low’ that floated over the speakers. Eventually, you were in full swing (as much as you were able, in your heavily pregnant state). Bucky and Steve both accompanied you, however the fun was quickly over when a pang of pain struck your abdomen. You cursed, falling forward. Luckily for you, Steve caught you. Natasha quickly ended the video, shoving her phone into her pocket and rushing forward. “Was that-?” She began to ask; and you interrupted her before she could finish.

“-A contraction?” You quickly nodded. “I-I mean, it could be a Braxton, right?” You asked as you looked between the three of them.

Bucky opened his mouth and closed it again, humming slightly, “Um, принцессa?” He asked, “Your water broke.”

You froze, but only for a moment and Steve steadied you on your feet as you processed. Finally, you spoke, “Fucking FINALLY!”

Your screams rang throughout the floor. You gripped Bucky’s metal hand tightly (fortunate for him) and unfortunately for Steve, you had a good grip on Steve’s shirt, pulling him forward to glare at him. Looking between Steve and Bucky, you cursed out at them, “You two,” You hissed at them, “You did this to m-” Your scold and threat devolved into a pitchy scream as a major contraction washed over you.

“You’re doing great, doll,” Steve cooed, although in slight pain. He was sure you were going to bruise his chest.

“Shut up!” You screamed at him. Steve exchanged glances with Bucky, eyes widened before the pair were brought back to the moment by Nat’s voice and another one of your cries.

“Y/N/N, sweetie, you’re almost done!” Natasha exclaimed. Natasha herself was behind you, seeing as you were situated between her open legs in order to keep you sitting up; and also be close to you. “Right, Helen?” Nat asked Dr. Cho. Helen nodded, giving you a sympathetic smile.

“You’re almost done, Y/N! I promise it’ll be over soo-”

“Shut the fuck up, you cow!” You hissed through a particularly nasty contraction. After the contraction had passed, you began to cry, “I-I’m so s-sorry, Helen. I-I didn’t mean it.”

Helen chuckled lightly, “It’s alright, Y/N,” She looked at her watch, “Alright, Y/N, we’re gonna count down to your next contraction. It should be coming in about 30 seconds, okay? Thirty, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25-”

Another contraction rippled through your, setting all your nerves ablaze, “Thirty seconds my ass!” You yelled out.

“I can see the head! Keep pushing, Y/N, hold your push!” Helen instructed.

You did as Helen instructed, crying as you did so, “I-I can’t do it!” You cried out. Your emotions quickly turned angry, “WHO THE FUCK HAD THE BRIGHT IDEA OF NATURAL LABOR?!” You practically yelled.

“And release!” Helen instructed. “Alright, just one more push, Y/N! You’ve got to hold this one as hard as you can, okay?” You nodded tearfully, and screamed out as another contraction washed over you. You pushed, and held it. “Good, good! You’re doing great, Y/N! Okay, shoulders are out! Arms... and torso! And, release it, Y/N!” A pitchy wail was heard throughout the room, and the four new parents were silent. Helen smiled at the four of you, “Congratulations, guys. You have a beautiful baby daughter.” Helen stated.

Natasha’s eyes began to water and she moved your hair out of your face, gently and lovingly kissing your neck. “Did you hear that, возлюбленная? We’ve got a baby girl.”

Bucky cut the umbilical cord, and the newborn baby girl was swaddled and handed to him. You had little time to rest and appreciate the sight before another contraction hit, and you let out a low, guttural yell, “I already had a baby, leave me alone!” You groaned out.

After forty three hours of painful labor, you were exhausted, but your two baby girls were there. You gazed lovingly down at one, gently kissing her on the forehead. “You did great, sweetheart.” Steve muttered, kissing the top of your hair. Natasha held the other one, and Bucky sat at your bedside, hand on your knee as he just tried to be as close to you as possible.

“I know.” You answered softly. The four of you let out a small laugh. And then, of course, the peaceful silence was all but destroyed upon the rest of the Avengers’ entrance into your room.

“Where are my godsons?” The voice of Clint rang out as he opened the door, a mass of blue balloons following him inside, along with Wanda and Vision in tow.

You giggled softly, “Shut up, Birdman!” You stated quietly. “You lost the bet, by the way.”

Tony’s hushed voice broke in, “I knew it.” He stated, pink balloons following him in one hand, the other holding the hand of a very pregnant Pepper Potts, Peter following them. “You’ll pay up later, Barton.” Tony stated.

Natasha rolled her eyes and smiled at Pepper, “Hey, Pep. How’s Morgan treating you?” She asked her.

Pepper chuckled softly. “The terrible twos are really a thing. I can only wish you good luck,” She teased, “It’s a good thing Morgan’s got her Dad wrapped around her little finger.”

Tony turned and gently kissed her, “Does not.”

“Does so,” Pepper retorted back.

And suddenly, the door burst open, and the God of Thunder strolled in, many gifts in hands. “Where are the children!?” He exclaimed. That’s when the wailing began.

You winced, gently rocking your twin as Natasha attempted to soothe the other. “Thor!” You exclaimed. “Well, there’s no point being quiet now...” You grumbled.

Thor offered you a sheepish grin. “My sincere apologies, Lady Romanoff.” He stated to you.

You sighed, laughing slightly, “It’s good to see you too, Thor.” You swiftly replied.

Bruce walked through the door not long after that, very out of breath, “I tried...” He took a deep breath, “I tried to stop him.” He huffed.

You laughed once again, “Take a seat, Bruce. Geez Louise.”

Everyone laughed slightly, and Pepper walked over to your side. “Can I hold her?” She asked with a smile.

You grinned, “Of course, Pep.” You stated. You helped one of your new baby girls into Pepper’s arms.

“Oh my gosh... guys... your girls... they’re just stunning.” Pepper stated.

“I can’t even believe they’re real.” Bucky muttered.

Tony smiled at the newborn in Pepper’s arms, “So, what’d you name them?” He asked.

Natasha smiled, handing the infant she was holding to you, and you took the baby eagerly. The four of you exchanged glances, and you nodded at Steve. “Well, Tony,” He began. “Pepper would be holding little Wanda Sarah.” He stated.

Wanda looked shocked, “Y-You named her after me?”

You nodded quickly, “Of course we did, Wanda. You saved the world. No, not just the world, Wand, the universe. When you killed Thanos, and reversed the snap, you brought me and Bucky back to life. There was no debate.” Pepper smiled at Wanda, walked over to her and handing the newborn little Wanda to her namesake.

“And who’s the little one you’re holding, Y/N/N?” Clint asked.

You smiled at Clint, and then looked to Tony. “Her name is Maria Antonia. Bucky chose it."

Tony took a small step forward, “Can I...?” You nodded quickly, of course. Tony gently took Maria from you, and held her close, looking down at her. “Wow...” He muttered. He then looked up at Bucky. “Thank you.”

“Of course, Tony.” Bucky said softly.

Tony looked back down at the newborn baby girl in his arms, and then at the one in Wanda’s arms. “I’m going to spoil the fuck outta these kids.”

“Tony!” You exclaimed.

Pepper groaned, “Come on, Tony!”

Steve’s jaw set, and he sighed. “I’m not gonna say it, you dick.” He said with a chuckle, shaking his head lightly.

Bucky gave Steve a look, “Steve, babe, come on,”

“Language.”

#natasha romanoff x reader #fluff #bucky barnes x reader #marvel imagines #marvel fluff #steve rogers x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #bucky barnes fluff #steve rogers fluff

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voltageaddict78 · 6 years

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Drabble Challenge #23 - Kim Taehyung x reader 🍝 Babysitting the Bad Boy 🎬

In the early morning, you were the first awake which meant it was your responsibility to check the post in the morning, although it seems like you’re not the only one as your next door neighbour, Ms Kim pops out at the same time.

“Oh! Hello, (Y/n)!”

“Good morning, Ms Kim. How are you this morning?”

“Not so hot. I’m out tonight and I haven’t got anyone to babysit Tae tonight.” Tae? As in her son who is in the same year as me?

“Isn’t Taehyung eighteen?”

“No! No!... He’s seventeen.” Still...

“I think Tae is old enough to stay at home by himself, Ms Kim.”

“You would think.” Kim Taehyung has been your next door neighbour all of your life but the two of you haven’t really been that close. You often greeted each other but school was a whole other level considering he was in a different league. “I can’t leave the house without finding that he’s gone to and when he does come back, he’s off his face.” Yeah, that sounds about right. “Oh! I’ve just had a brilliant idea! If you’re free tonight, could you watch after him, (Y/n)?”

You don’t really know how to answer that. Imagine being told to babysit someone who’s three months younger than you. That’s like a trainee who’s worked for an hour, training someone else.

“I’m not so sure, Ms Kim. Sorr-“

“-I’ll pay you for every hour.”

“What time should I arrive at yours?”

“I’ve booked a taxi for quarter past six so six o’clock would be amazing. Thank you, sweetie. See you tonight!” Was this a good idea?

——

No, it wasn’t. Readying yourself outside of the Kim house with a bag full of ingredients to make a bolognese for dinner, you just wanted to fake an illness and go straight home but you gave your word and you can’t give up before you even try. Come on, (Y/n)!

With newly found determination, you knock the door three times with your chest puffed out, waiting for someone to open the door. It turns out that someone was Kim Taehyung himself.

“Sup. Can I help you?” It’s not that he was threatening but something about him made you feel weak as you were reduced to playing with your sleeve, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation.

“(Y/n), come on in.” Ms Kim calls out from the top of the stairs. “Tae, this is your babysitter tonight.”

“Ma, you’ve got to be kidding me. I’m almost eighteen.”

“- Yet I can’t trust you to stay at home by yourself without something bad happening.” As she makes her way down the stairs, her attention shifts to me with warm welcome whereas she pushes Tae away from the door to let me inside. “(Y/n), you’re free to have any food you want; just help yourself. I’ll pay you when I get back. He hasn’t eaten but he can sort himself out for food. Anyway, my taxi’s arrived early so I should go. Have fun! Byeeee!” The door slams shut behind her and that’s the only noise for the next minute as neither of us know what to say. Finally, Tae heaves a sigh before turning to head upstairs as he shouts to you without looking.

“Wait until the car isn’t visible and then you can go home. I’ll be fine here.”

“I’m not going anywhere!” He halts on the stairs before turning around.

“Why?”

“Because your mum doesn’t trust you and I don’t blame her. Sorry, Taehyung, but I have to make sure you don’t go anywhere tonight.” Instead of talking back, he just shrugs and heads back upstairs.

He’s been up there for a little while and you start to feel hungry. You can’t imagine how he’s feeling so you make a start on cooking some spaghetti bolognese with some garlic bread that you found in the freezer. The bolognese is left to simmer as you wait for the spaghetti to cook and soon a flurry of scents goes wafting around the house.

“Are you still here?”

“Until your mum gets home, yes.” He huffs once before pulling out his phone to make a call.

“Hey. Can’t make it tonight.” That’s all he says before hanging up, not even giving the person on the other end a chance to reply. “So, what smells so good.”

“Spaghetti bolognese. I’ve got a dish here for you.”

“That’s fine. I’ll pass.”

“Listen, I know you’re not happy that I’m here to ruin your fun and be a parent despite me only being a few months older but... we don’t have to bore ourselves tonight by ignoring each other. How about we hang out together and maybe we can watch a movie or something.” You felt sure that Tae was just going to laugh in your face but instead, his personality took a complete turn as he grins at you before taking the dish out of your hands.

You must not be such a terrible chef as Tae practically inhales his food before going back for another full dish. The two of you watch a movie together while having a casual conversation. You’re not sure how it happened but a few hours later as Ms Kim comes back, you’re both asleep on the sofa surrounded with pillows as Taehyung rests his head on your lap with your fingers weaved through his hair.

You could make a habit out of this.

Every once in a while, Ms Kim comes over to ask for you to babysit again and asked that you bring around some spaghetti bolognese as Taehyung keeps requesting and you are more than happy to oblige.

#writing challenge #writing #kim taehyung x reader #kim taehyung x you #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts #bts fanfic

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nickrbockr · 6 years

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Simon Vs Fan Fic: Chapter 5 - Beer Pong: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying & Love Abby and Nick

Ao3

The first show in the season was Spamalot. Nothing against the musical and to many, MANY people’s shock, it’s not my favorite show. Ian is also more of a stage and film actor, so he didn’t audition at all. Because of this, I have an ensemble role and dramatically less rehearsal time on the evening and weekends which left a hole that could only be filled by an Abby & Nick filled weekend extravaganza!

Too much? Oh well. They’re coming this weekend and it’s been needed since I haven’t seen them since the summer. Nick is tearing it up a Julliard in composition and is working a lot with both the vocal performers and the orchestra and has caught the eye of film studios in New York. Many people want to collaborate with him and it’s so great to see Nick become a break out star.

Abby has also had her share of business on the designing aspect. She designed sets for an off-Broadway production of ‘Reefer Madness’ as well as designed and created costumes for the school productions. She has turned into the stereotypical paint-covered human being who constantly hustles. Nick also connects her to his friends at Julliard to commission outfits for their recitals and even Glinda and Elphaba’s dresses for their performance of Wicked.

Needless to say, they are both constantly busy and we hear from them sporadically, but when we’re all able to connect, it’s like we never left Shady Creek. It’s what makes us work as a group: time has no impact on our friendships.

It’s been about a month since I spoke to Tracy and got her blessing and I’ve been coasting on happiness from her approval. One down, two to go, but Elijah has been more difficult to pin down for a talk.

Don’t get me wrong, Bram’s dad and I get along great, it’s just nerve wracking talking to any father of the person you’re planning on marrying. It’s scary, almost scarier than proposing to Bram. Why was it easier with Tracy? I guess easy was a subjective word. Maybe because we expect mothers to be more accepting than fathers. I don’t know if that’s true, but in this case of Tracy and Elijah, I think it is.

I try to call him and I always seem to get his voice mail. I’ll leave brief messages, but then he always texts back responding to whatever voice mail I left. It made me realize it’s probably why Bram acted the way he did in high school. Bram has grown since then, and I’d like to think I helped him. The only thing he didn’t out grow was how he surprised me with gifts in random spots he knew I’d look. Leah has helped him leave plenty of gifts for birthdays and for days that Bram just felt like sending me flowers or small care packages of Oreos. And he’s impacted me. I wear band shirts now.

“Yeah, he’s not the best person at communication,” Tracy told me when I called to ask for advice. “He means no ill will, Simon, understand that much.”

“Oh no, I don’t think that either. But do you think…and this is going to sound weird, but do you think there is any way I can sort of…trick him into seeing me in person?”

Tracy laughed over the phone as I stare my Elliot Smith poster above my bed. I put him there because now I think of Bram every time I see him. It makes me reflect on Bram boppin’ and groovin’ his head as he got himself to like Elliot Smith only because he was trying impress a boy in high school using a pseudonym.

“The only thing that man loves more than Bram is fishing. Talk him into a fishing trip and you got yourself at least a half-day with him.”

Great. Such a dad response to have to be distracted doing something else to talk about a totally unrelated subject. Also, as you may know, I never had the best time fishing. But it’s no longer about me, it’s about Bram and me.

“That shouldn’t be hard, New Haven is right on the water.”

“Sounds like you got this, son.” Tracy said with motherly warmth. It was weird to hear her call me son, but soon she wouldn’t be wrong to call me that. It’s becoming more and more real everyday that my future is rapidly approaching and it’s scary and new and fun and in the end I won’t be alone in my adventure. My heart beat increased and lips parted.

“Thank you…Mom.” I reply.

“Go get him tiger.”

The call ended and I let my phone fall on the bed. The fan rotated slowly around as it hypnotized me into thought. I thought about my life four short years ago. I had just discovered there was another person like me and the seemingly isolated journey of discovering I was a boy who liked boys was joined by another face. A Blue face.

Blue. Bram. Blue. Bram. Abraham Louis Greenfeld-Spier? Simon Jacob Spier-Greenfeld? Abraham Louis Speir? Simon Jacob Greenfeld? Which flowed off the tongue better? It just occurred to me that we’ll have to have that discussion of the last name. Or will we just keep our own? Should we create a new last name? I can cross that bridge later.

Bzzz.

Abby calling.

“Hey Abby,” I answer.

“Simon! Hi! How are you!?”

“Good, good,” I chuckle. “Are you guys close?”

“Yes we are, we’re about 10 minutes away. I miss you! You guys are still in the same apartment right?”

“You know it. Leah is not one to move more than she needs to.”

“Simon!” Nick yelled in the background.

“Nick says hi,” Abby confirmed.

“Everything is already set up, just waiting for you two crazy kids.”

“Prepare for a few drunken days, Si, it’s been awhile since either of us have been able to unwind!”

“She’s right!” Nick yelled again. “Stretch your liver, it’s going to get a work out.”

“Okay, okay, we’ll see you guys soon!”

“Byeeee!”

I go downstairs to see Leah and Ian chatting on the couch along with a few of Leah’s friends and some more theatre kids Ian brought with him.

“They’re almost here,” I announce.

“That means shots!” Ian shouts. “Last time they were here I made both of them puke and intend to do the same thing again!”

“I think they’ll actually be on board this time, I guess they’re been working hard and haven’t had a lot of time to unwind.”

“We’re about to change that!” Ian exclaims as he gets the other people in the apartment ready to play a drinking game in the kitchen. Leah and I are left in the living room with a few stragglers.

“Hey.” Leah said. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just a lot on my mind, ya know? School, proposal, things like that.”

“No…” she says, squinting her eyes. “That’s not all of it. What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing…I mean, I guess that Bram’s been a little busy and quiet on the talking front the last few days and I’m trying not to fall into old habits.”

Ugh. I hate myself sometimes. I know Bram is busy. He told me he would be busy, Bram’s Nick told me he’d be busy. I tend to get like this once or twice per semester and get over it after buzz texting Bram and talking it out with Leah (bless her heart). But I guess I’m more disappointed in myself that I’m letting past insecurities manifest.

“Come on, Si. You’re in the home stretch. Don’t retreat into the past, you’re moving forward with me.” Leah ordered.

She pulled me up and we headed into the kitchen to join the group for shots. Leah was right, I need to stop making assumptions. That was the old me. New me is positive and optimistic and…and misses Bram. Need alcohol to counteract these thoughts. Leah and her friends are talking about some boring Sociology professor when suddenly.

“Si!”

Abby and Nick were in the doorway with arms stretched out. These two will also counteract my thoughts. I downed my shot and ran over and hugged Abby who jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around me like a spider monkey. It was her new college thing and it makes people like her. I squeeze her in our hug and I set her down as Nick ambles over and we hug, on the ground.

“Hey guys! How was the trip?” Leah asked.

“Good, but we need alcohol and Solo cups.” Abby said with a smile.

“We have the alcohol!” Nick shouted as he brought into what people colorly refer to as a ‘dirty thirty.’ For those who had better taste, a dirty thirty is a case of thirty swill water light beers and supply you with a health hangover the next day. That said, you can party longer because it’s mostly water.

“And we have the solo cups,” I finish Nick’s sentence.

“First game!” Ian shouts. “Le Burke, you and me against Simon and Abby!”

“You’re on!” Abby shouts as she pulls out some beers. The cups are filled as one does in a game of beer pong and the party begins. However, Ian comes over with additional beers and adds more beer to our cups.

“Hey now,” Leah started. “We’re not all trying to get Ian drunk tonight, just a normal drunk.”

“This is our last year, we gotta live it up, take risks, make mistakes, and geeeeeetttt messy!”

Ian’s been watching the new Magic School Bus episodes on Netflix. The cups were now about two-thirds the way full as Ian crushed the cans and chucked them in the trash. Beer pong always makes me think of Bram and the Halloween Party. Why isn’t Bram texting me back? I know he’s busy but...too busy for me? No! Leah’s right I need to get out of my head.

As the game unfolds, I’m making none of my shots as the ping-pong ball bounces around on the floor.

“Simon, what’s wrong!? Get your head in the game, we’re getting our asses kicked.” Abby pleaded. We only had four cups left and they had nine.

“Sorry! I’m trying, I’m trying.”

“Losers take shots, Simon!” Ian shouts across the table, pointing his finger at me. “And you take a shot of our choice.

My eyes widen. “Oh god please no-”

Ian pulls a plastic pitcher out of the fridge. Leah puts her hand over her mouth in shock and because she felt nauseated. One night after a party about year ago, Ian thought it would be a fun idea to pool any leftover liquor into a sort of community chest of booze. Since then, various liquors have swirled around in that plastic pitcher and on random occasions it has been used as punishment to losers of drinking games.

“You still have that in there?” One of our theatre friends said laughing. “Oh no, Si, you’re fucked!”

Abby turned to me with determination. “I’m not drinking from that pitcher.”

“Let’s step it up,” I reply, agreeing.

“No, you step it up, I’ve made all our shots!”

“Right, if we lose, I’ll take your shot.” I claim.

“You all hear that? That’s a verbal contract,” Abby shouts. I smile at here and notice Nick isn’t in the kitchen. I peak my head around the corner and see him in our living room (Ian’s bedroom) talking to a group of Leah’s friends. It’s strange, but we are playing a game in here so I suppose he got bored and left to mingle.

After drinking two beers, leaving us with only two cups left, I scored my first cup with a bounce.

“Yes!” Abby shouts as we high five. “That’s two and we get the ball back!”

“Good job, Spier! Finally good to see you woke up and joined the game!” Ian yells playfully. Leah, however, is not a nice as she knows what is on my mind and is pinching her eyes at me from across the table. She turns it off before Abby can notice and sips her beer.

“Re-rack!” I shout. “Diamond and one cup in front.”

“We got this.” Abby whispered as Ian and Leah arranged the cups per our request.

“We got this.” I reply.

We didn’t have it. I missed my shot and Ian and Leah both made their shots into the cups. And now I have to take two shots from the mystery pitcher as Abby Snapchats me doing so. Bram will probably see this and text me, right?

“Just think of it as a Long Island…but literally no coke, just pure alcohol.” Ian gloated.

First one down the hatch.

Uuuggghhhhhhhhh! What is that taste?! My face must have shown what my words didn’t because Ian, Leah, and Abby all laughed at my misery.

“Maybe one is enough,” Leah suggested, seeing my face, knowing my thoughts, and seeing where this could go.

“No way, verbal contract, Simon has too.” Ian defended.

I breathe in deeply and shoot the second down my throat. God! Is that industrial cleaner?! I put the shot class down and breathe through my mouth so I don’t taste the terrible flavor of old vodka, tequila, rum, and whatever the hell else is in that pitcher. The next game starts and we all go into the living room to sit and chat. Nick rejoins us as the people he was talking to followed their friends into the kitchen to watch the game.

“Simon, how are you? Why does it feel so long since we’ve talked? We saw each other last month!” Nick starts, clapping his hand on my shoulder.

The booze has started to take its swimming affect on my head.

“I know! It’s only been a month, but it’s felt much longer. I don’t know, we must just miss each other cause we’re good friends.” I say smiling and throwing my arm around his shoulder.

“That’s it.” Nick said, poking my chest with this finger.

Leah, Abby, and Ian were catching up just across the coffee table on the couch and I realized I haven’t told them about my proposal. I stand up.

“Hey, Abby, Nick, I have something to tell you guys.”

“You’re not going to break into another drunken monologue from a show, are you?” Nick says. “I mean, I love you, Si, but I don’t know if we’re drunk enough for that.” Leah and Abby laugh.

“No! I’m not drunk enough for that either. But no, I have something I want to tell you guys. I have decided…”

I pull out my phone and see no new notifications.

“Decided what?” Abby asks, snapping my attention back.

“Sorry, I have decided to propose to Bram.”

A scream louder than time emanates from Abby’s vocal cords as we all wait for it to be over and then she jumps up and down and back into my arms. People from the kitchen poke their head into the room to see if everything is okay and I give them a thumbs up. Nick is standing a smiling his wide Nick smile, all teeth. As soon as Abby releases me from her hug, Nick comes in and hugs me too.

“That’s amazing, Si. You and Bram are perfect together.” Nick says, sipping his beer.

“He’s so right!” Abby adds. “You two have been the gold standard of relationships since high school!”

“What about you two? You and Nick have dated as long as Bram and I have! If anything we’ve learned from each other.”

Abby pressed her lips and swallowed her smile. Her eyes looked at Nick who looked to the weathered carpet as his thumb flicked the lip of the solo cup. Leah’s eyes pursed as her eyebrows fell towards her ears, fearing for the worst. It was quiet for a bit as all of us stared at one another until I broke the silence.

“Did…did you guys break up?” I asked in a raspy voice.

Nick inhaled and took Abby’s hand. She shook her head and then her standard Abby smile returned.

“We did.”

My mind did back flips. How? Why? The only other couple that I’ve known my age to last as long as Bram and I did is ending? If they could end, can Bram and I end? Will he say no if I propose?

“You’re smiling?” Leah asked, eyebrow cocked. Her statement snapped me out of my thoughts and onto Nick and Abby who were, indeed, smiling.

“Yes,” Abby started. “Look, we would have told you sooner…but we didn’t want to send anyone into a panic.”

“You mean send Simon into a panic,” Leah corrected.

“Maybe.”

“But what happened?” I asked, drunkenly curious even though it was technically none of my business.

“Nothing really happened, Si.” Nick started. “It’s not like I cheated or she cheated or it was some big spectacle. It’s hard to explain, but it was a completely amicable and positive…finale to the romantic part of our relationship. Finales aren’t a bad thing, Si. Our relationship as friends and everything we shared during our time together isn’t gone, we’re not going anywhere from any of you, we’re not dividing up the friend group. Nothing’s changing.”

“He’s right, Si. Finale is the best way to say it. Now it’s on for another beginning for both of us.” Abby added.

“But I still don’t understand.” I utter, unable to be satisfied with the answer.

Nick was about to say something and stopped when Abby place her hand on his knee.

“Simon, we know how you are. And another reason we were waiting to tell you is because of how you’d react. The story is simple. We both realized one day that we were living the parts of being a couple and enjoyed it, but it lacked the…drive and depth of a relationship. When you’re surrounded by people who are good at being in a relationship and you see all the love and little quirks and dumb things and inside jokes but don’t see any of that in your own relationship, it raised red flags. Then when we thought about it and talked about it and it was like our relationship was on autopilot. We realized we love each other, but not in the romantic way we once felt.”

How long are Bram and I going to be together before he feels this way? When will he look at other people’s relationships, other boys and see himself happier and more alive with them? If Abby and Nick couldn’t make the cut, could Bram and I?

Abby knocked on the side of my head kinda hard because she was becoming irritated.

“Simon, don’t you for one second try to compare your relationship with Bram to ours.” She said pointing at me. “You weren’t inside of this relationship, you didn’t see it when it was just me and Nick, so there is no way you can compare it. Promise me right now, Simon.”

I stared at her, wiping beer from corner of my mouth.

“Promise me!” She shouted.

“Promise,” I comply. I do partially believe her. It doesn’t help all the way, but it helps a little.

“Told ya, Bram was ri…oh shit.” Nick started, and caught himself when it was too late. Abby slapped Nick’s knee and her bugged eyes stared lasers that burned through Nick’s skull.

“Wait, Bram knew you two broke up?” I question. Nick placed his head on his hand. “For how long?”

Abby stood up. “I need another beer.” She walked to the kitchen, leaving Nick in the mess he made.

“Okay, Si, you have to promise me you can’t get mad. We called Bram last month when it happened because we didn’t know who else to talk to about it who knew both of us so well. We wanted to tell you, dude, we did, but we know how you get and didn’t want to upset you.”

“Why wouldn’t Bram tell me?” I ask out loud, sipping my beer.

“Because we made him promise not to tell you, Simon, you can’t be mad at him. He promised his friends and you know how hard Bram takes promises. When he saw us he could tell-”

“He visited you in New York?”

Nick mouthed the word ‘fuck.’ Is that why he hasn’t been texting me much lately? Because if he can’t talk to me, he can’t lie to me? Our conversations have been light and fluffy, both on the phone and texting when we can. What else could he not be telling me then? Do I know Bram?

“Nick, go get a beer and send Ian’s ass in here,” Leah ordered, moving to the coffee table to sit directly in front of me. “If you don’t get out of your head right now about this Simon, you’re going to regret it.”

“Yeah, but-“

“No, Simon, no buts. You love Bram Greenfeld, he loves you, and the only thing he’s guilty of is being a good friend. If you needed him here, he would drop everything in a second and by any means come to your side. He is stupidly, grossly, uncontrollably in love with you. I hate to say this to you, Simon, because you’ve been so good about it lately, but don’t Spier this up.”

Ian walked in and could see the stern looks on our faces and his demeanor changed from one of partying to one of concern.

“Hey, guys, everything…good?”

“Talk some sense into him,” Leah said, “I need a refill.”

Leah never left unless she was upset. I know I may be drunk and I know I may be irrational because I’m drunk, but am I being that irrational? I don’t think it’s unfair to bring up the topic, for example, that Nick and Abby a least lived in the same city as each other. Did I not try enough to get into Baltimore? Did Bram not try hard enough to get into Yale?

“Abbs and Nick told me just now, that sucks man, but they seem happy so that’s what’s important, right?”

He was right. I close my eyes and throw my head on my hands.

“I’m being selfish, aren’t I?”

“No, no, no, dude, I totally understand. It’s natural to have these feelings, especially when you’re about to propose to your boyfriend.” He responded warmly. “But Bram is Bram, Nick is Nick, and Abby is crazy loud. Just cause they’re relationship didn’t work out doesn’t mean yours wont.”

I look up at him. His eyes appear unnaturally emerald. He smiles and lifts his eyebrows.

“You are welcome to feel about it how you want, but remember they need you here for them as well. And they came here to party and visit you. And Le Burke of course. They drove from the greatest city in the world to Connecticut to spend the weekend with you. Let’s show them a good time.”

Ian tapped and squeezed my knee…and a familiar…warmth…overcame me.

“Bucker up Buttercup and let’s rematch Le Burke’s ‘Sosh’ friends and show them how overly complicated actors can kick their butts at pong!”

He pulled me up with him and his bicep pressed against his t-shirt cuff in an impressive, masculine manner.

“Yeah, I’ll be in there in a minute. Thanks, dude.”

“Of course, Si. You got this man. You are so close to the finish line, focus on the prize.” He smiled, downed the rest of his beer, and winked at me with a follow up finger gun.

My head felt like it was floating as I found it bopping to the beat of the music.

Bzzz.

Bram Hi Si, I’m sorry I’ve been so busy lately. Nick told me he let it slip that him and Abby broke up. I’m so sorry, I wanted so badly to tell you, but I promised I wouldn’t. You understand, right?

I did understand, but my drunk mind was also upset that he couldn’t trust me with the information either. Was my drunk brain right? Probably not, but right now I couldn’t help but let that side of me take over. Mystery Pitcher was winning.

I do

. .. … Si, I know you’re not okay with it. I wish I could do something to make you feel better. Please understand your trust means everything to me. I love you <<33 And your big heart.

How dare he. How dare he do that to me right now. How dare he make me love him when I’m trying to be mad at him. How dare it kind of work.

I know it deos, and I do turst you.

“Si?” Ian peaked his head in. “Off your phone and out of your head and on this game of pong!” Ian’s head disappears.

My phone buzzes again, but I don’t look at it. If I talk to Bram more I will get over it and I want to be mad at him for a little longer. Irrational? Yes, but since when have I been a totally rational guy?

We lose that game too, much to Ian’s drunken and slurry shouts. I am to the point of being drunk where I can say I know I’m drunk and I tell that to myself. I also notice more of Ian’s arms and chest and has his butt always looked like that?

“Oh, wow. I’m drunk.” I say out loud. Ian looks over at me and laughs and I notice his hazel eyes, the kind of hazel when leaves are green-brown in the fall.

“That’s my cue,” Leah cuts in. “Off to bed, Si-Si.” She easily pulls my arm and sets my drink down while she leads me to my bedroom. She gets me into bed and I have been quiet the entire time.

“Am I a bad friend?” I ask in drunken honesty.

“No, Simon, you’re a great friend. We just…do certain things because we know that you are sensitive.”

“So I’m a bad friend.” I conclude. “You guys can’t even trust me with basic information about other friends. That doesn’t sound like a good friend.”

“Si, that has no correlation with being a bad friend. We all know each other’s…issues and know how to respond accordingly. I’d say you’d have to be a great friend for your friends care and do that for you.”

“Am I a bad boyfriend?” I ask, teary-eyed.

“Simon Jacob…no. You’ll feel better tomorrow. Water is on your night stand. Sleep.” Leah kisses my forehead and lets herself out. I stare at my Elliot Smith poster and think of Bram. I close my eyes.

I open my eyes ant sit up in bed to check my phone. I must have only fallen asleep for a few minutes because I still hear the noise of the party. I text Ian.

Can you come to my room?

. .. … Yeah! Be up in a sec.

I hear him softly open the door and Drake flowed in. He shut it behind him and Drake returned to being muffled. I personally like hearing Drake muffled. I feel him sit on my bed near my chest.

“What’s up? Everything okay?”

I sit up on my elbow and look at him.

“Yeah, just feel a little embarrassed.”

“Embarrassed why?”

“I feel like I let you down.”

“Dude, how? Here, have some water.”

Ian leans over to grab the glass and I couldn’t help myself. I kissed him. It felt weird, but it felt like a good kiss. He pulled back, shocked and breathing hard. I stared at his eyes and he stared back until he came in and kissed me back, pulling my head towards his, pressing our lips against each other.

I jerked awake in my bed and ripped the covers off my body to find it was morning. I ran out of my room and stomped down the stairs to see Ian sleeping on the couch, leg hanging out from under the sheet, mouth open, but not snoring. I shake him.

“Ian, Ian!”

He groggily opens his eyes in a confused manner.

“Wha-What? What’s wrong dude, is everything okay?”

“Did we kiss last night?!” I whisper scream.

“What?” he said in a more awake, but more confused tone.

“Did we kiss last night??”

“Dude, no, gross,” he said, a weight felt lifted off my chest. “You were pretty far gone and passed right out after we lost the game. Then Le Burke and I played and kicked ass again and I passed out here. Ask her yourself.” He tilted his head up at the stairs and I turned to see Leah, arms crossed, in her white, fluffy robe. I stand up from the couch and Ian almost immediately falls back asleep.

I remember then Bram texted drunk-me last night and drunk-me never read it because drunk-me is fucking idiot.

Bram You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You’ll never know, Si, how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away.

My lip trembles and I can’t help but cry in the middle of the living room. Leah comes over and hugs the side of me as the sun cuts through our living room curtain and paints golden light on my chest.

#love simon #simon vs #svthsa #bram greenfeld #simon spier #simonverse #simon x bram #gay love #marraige #love simon fanfiction #Simon vs fan fiction #fan fiction #my fic

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creamsiclecloud-blog · 5 years

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baby surprise

hey yall Im sorry if this is shit but its an idea ive had floating around my head for a while now. hope you guys dont hate it too much!! (im literally talking to no one but its fine k byeeee)

this is what I feel his reaction would look like lololol vvvvvv

This is not happening. I would have never thought that the sight of a tiny plus sign would make me so sick to my stomach. Staring down at the pregnancy test my eyes began to water and my throat closes up. Why me. “(y/n) are you okay? Do you need me to get you anything?” My mom says quietly through the door. What am I going to tell her? ‘Yeah could you get me some type of time travel device?’

“Im fine mom. I must have eaten something bad today, don’t worry Ill be out in a moment.” My reply seems to make her feel better because I soon hear her steps retreat from the door. Taking a deep breath I wrap the test in layers of toilet paper before throwing it into the trash. I pull out my phone and open the unsaved contact in my phone from a couple of weeks ago. Bakugou Katsuki, also known as Ground Zero the number 2 hero. I sit there and type over what feels like a thousand different messages before closing my phone and throwing it into my purse. This is what I get for going out of my comfort zone and having a one night stand, but how could I resist. “I can't let him know, Id probably tarnish his career and he’ll hate me and the baby….” Straightening out my clothes I place a hand on my stomach and smile, I can do this on my own. I won't tell anyone who the dad is.

*3 years later*

Bakugou's POV

“What are we shopping for again?” Kirishima seemingly skips ahead of me as he browses the shops. This is definitely not how I wanted to spend my only day off. “I need a new outfit for my date, gotta look spiffy ya know? Actually Katsuki we should find something for you too, maybe I can set you up with a girl.” I roll my eyes and shoved him out of my way as I walk ahead of him. “Yeah right, I don't have time to date some shitty girl. I'm focusing on becoming number one and that's it.” Suddenly something small bumps into my leg and when I looked down I couldn't help but shoot my eyebrows up. This kid looks just like me. “You were in my way!” The kid yells up at me as he dusts himself off and my eyebrows twitch in anger. “Woah Katsuki, calm down it's just a kid-....what the hell? Did you clone yourself?” Kirishima walks up behind me and also looks down at the kid in confusion. “I have no idea who this kid is, probably some fan. And you listen here you little bast-``''Yukio! Yukio where are you?” A woman's voice yells in the crowd in front of us before pushing her way through and heaving the boy onto her hip and breathing a sigh of relief.

She then begins to lecture the boy before looking to say something to us but her mouth freezes in place. “(y/n)?!” I ask in complete shock. I could recognize those (e/c) anywhere. She begins rambling nonsense as she steps back. I look at her then back at the kid, then back to her and then the kid again. Slowly my brain connects all the dots and my jaw almost touches the floor. “I-is...is that..? Is he mine?” She stares up at me, eyes welling up as she brings the boys head in closer letting it rest in her neck before shaking her head and running off. “(Y/N)!!!” I yell after her but before I can catch her the crowd thickens and Im left confused, upset and shocked. “Are you okay bro…?” Kirishima asks. “I’m…..a dad.” Saying it out loud makes it all too real and i'm not sure what's gonna prepare me for this new journey.

Ground Zero, number 2 hero has a son and he's totally flipping shit.

#mha bakugou #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #bhna bakugou #bhna au #aged up bhna #bhna #boku no hero #boku no hero academia #bhna parent #this is kinda bad but its ok

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survivorkomnata · 5 years

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Episode #7: "keep me because im so cute :3" - Zach

omg i forgot to confess bc i was so busy.... so this last round was honestly p straightforward. the ~international~ alliance stuck together. i feel bad cos liam is the loml but ): a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.

lowkey pissed the other tribe didn’t send me to the basement. they can choke !

i’m nervous about the joint tribal bc let’s be real i’ll be going. i’m nervous for whatever tribe goes with us cos if it’s atilla i’m worried someone i’m close with will leave. tho honestly i would flip on stephen z. so we’ll see!

i’m feeling rly close to luke and i’m excited to potentially make merge w him (:

Winning this immunity challenge is a double-edged sword. I'm immune at what will probably be a chaotic joint tribal, and LIKELY going to be making it to the merge soon. At least I hope so. But there's two major drawbacks, and I want to talk about why I'm worried about each of them.

Number one is obvious, I can't socialize with the 4 Kato members that will be at this vote. They'll be meeting 4 more original Takagi members and potentially bonding with them while I'm sitting here in what is basically exile. I need to pay even more attention to my first impressions because these players are definitely going to have some kind of deal going before I show up.

The second is just as important. i won't be at this tribal council, meaning I can potentially lose an ally here without having any ability to change plans for the better. If Karth or Ally get voted out here, my game takes a huge hit. A hit that I might have been able to prevent if I was there with Jess and Alyssa.

But, I'm gonna enjoy this safety while it lasts. I want my last few moments away from the merge to be stress free, since I know things are really going to pick up once every piece is on the board.

i'm going to tribal for the second time this game, and it's a joint tribal. rip. i am riddled with fear and stress.

i don't think i should be targeted. i believe i've maintained a solid social game and appear as a benefit to most people. i trust karthik/tim enough to not vote me, and i think i've developed somewhat of a grounding with jake/miguel. though ally/stephen/luke may identify me as a physical threat, i think ally knows keeping me is best purely for a shield purpose.

however, there is that little voice in the back of your head. the one that says "you're a physical/social threat!" and "it's the (probable) last vote for premerge, why wouldn't they take out a threat???" - though i disagree with this logic in terms of how i feel/play orgs, you can never know until it's too late. personally, i'd be taking out a goat or someone who is playing a similar game as you. if you're a shield, take out a shield. if you're UTR social, take out another person who is UTR and social. you want to be the BEST at your role, and i don't think anyone is as big of a shield as me (atm, of course). maybe i'm overhyping my game (and p.s., in no way am i saying i'm playing a good game, i just mean physically im pretty dominant).

jake mentioned stephen being an endgame threat due to his social game and likeability. he (stephen) is someone i wouldn't mind taking out. i have no connection with him, and he has had a tendency to flip on alliances (confirmed by jake/miguel/ally; the TJ vote). it just seems too obvious.

as for my idol, i'm not sure. if the person i vote (stephen, whoever.) is idolled in any regard, i'm likely idolling. i am NOT leaving premerge with an idol - that's ugly. but it's a tribal with no advantage i fear most. i don't want to overthink it. i've wasted so many idols because i critiqued every little word + action. i want this game to be different. i'm totally using it tomorrow bc im a paranoid mess btw. but i truly would love to save this idol (if i'm safe, of course) for future use.

in the wise words (or title) of that one type of game at the killing floor in Murder Trivia on Jackbox Games:

decisions, decisions…

i KNOW I JUST I CONFESSED BUT

idk. my fear is that it's final 11 right now. merge is in the horizon. if this joint tribal (for me) was any earlier, i'd be more secured i think. they don't need me for tribal immunities anymore. so, what will they decide?? keep me because im so cute :3 or throw me in a ditch and call it a day.

OK SO FIRST SORRY FOR THE LACK OF CONFESSIONALS I'VE BEEN SO BUSY WITH MY 1st ever THEATRE PRODUCTION. And I haven't been able to talk to anyone at all which bites. I am lucky that my team sat me out for this challenge because I woulf have flopped but we flopped anyway lol.

NOW WE'RE AT A JOINT TRIBAL NNNNNNNNN and i do not approve. Jake talked to me and pushed the idea of staying with the 5 on kato 2.0. I totally agree with this but we just need to come up with a name…

By some miracle.... Attila came together this round and... actually..beat.... the... other... two... tribes. LIKE YASSSSS QUEEN YASSSS! I'm almost certain we will be merging next so it's always nice to know that you didn't suck enough to NOT make merge?

Speaking of merge, that's all up in the air for me right now. I still have no idea what my merge plan is.... I'd love to link up with Tim, Karthik, and Stephen but something tells me nothing is ever that simple. I can see a world where Tim, Karth, and Zach got extremely close. I can also see Tim's paranoia about me and Alyssa grow out of control and that's just something I'm going to have to deal with in this game. It's a fact.

I really want to end Zach's game FAST. I'm really afraid he's going to just keep winning immunities and that's going to suck.

Going forward I DO hope the trio of myself, Alyssa, and Stephen stick together but lord... I don't see that lasting very long either..

Let's just say... I'm prepared to get messy. Messica is here y'all!

Something fishy is going on here. So Zach is, without a doubt, the biggest physical threat in this game. Ally tells me the best way to move the votes is to vote out a threat. I say Zach. Ally says no, Karthik and Tim would never vote out Zach. But you just said we should target a threat... Oh, i see, you meant an OG Kato threat. Right, ok. Its worrying that Jake is being shady and lying to me when he really needs to open his eues and see that if he doesnt work with us then OG takagi is gonna vote us out 1 by 1

I’m going home but ive told ally i have an idol cause i might leave but ill be damned if i dont make an impact before i go

a timeline of my thoughts throughout this tribal that i’ll probably end up dying in for being messy: — 12pm: i’m worried about getting votes bc for jake and miguel i’m the only person they don’t know well miguel knows me obviously but not in game — 4pm: THESE PPL ARE ALL MESSY kato 2.0 is gonna control the vote and at this point i’m just gonna seal stephen’s fate byeeee i tried to get a majority but stephen is an idiot and only wants to vote zach so i’m going to go shove him under a bus to zach now and hopefully they’ll kill him ! — 5pm: jk i hate all of og takagi they can all choke stephen is gonna try and get all of og kato to vote together and i'm voting with them bc fuck zach fuck karth ! tim is ok we don't rly talk i'm gonna try to flip miguel i have low hopes but we'll see — 5:30pm: i’m being so messy but i don't even care bc i'm sick of being ignored by ppl who are allegedly!!! my allies!!! — 6pm: WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENINGGGGH I AM LOSING MY MIND I HATE ALL THESE PPL — 6:30pm: so stephen has an idol zach might have an idol let’s pray my messy ass isn’t getting votes for being a messy ass and maybe everything will be ok — 6:47pm: something feels weird. idk what. fuck survivor!

SO I JUST SAW THE MOVIE US. Oh and I will recap on that crazy joint tribal in a second but now I'm at CHILI'S. And I feel a merge in this Chili's tonight.

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Oh my GOD. Oh my G O D!!!!!!! We WON????? HOW????? I’m actually dead cuz we’ve been strategizing literally since yesterday about what we would do in a joint tribal situation. Like I was looking at the results just PRAYING Takagi lost and Anna Jane announced they did and I just felt a huge sigh of relief. But then she announced who was safe????? And it was Attila?? I??????? WOW. I’m just really happy. I mean it sucks I guess cuz now it’s one less round to meet new people and maybe it’ll put me at a disadvantage for the merge that may be coming but like???? My head not being on the chopping block is pretty. Um. YEAH! I’m hoping that they vote out Luke tbh... but I guess we’ll seeeeeeee. For now I’ll enjoy being safe!!!

Stephen W is voted out in a 5-3 vote. He becomes the first member of our jury.

#episode #escapenow

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