#everyone shut the fuck up it's pete!

[thisautistic]

hey: vegaspete exists. that's the beautiful world we live in

[thekidsarentalright]

i rly think it's sickening that anytime fob starts being active again this specific rumor starts swirling around Especially considering that the girl herself literally has not spoken on the matter in years or has ever seemingly desired to have this narrative spun to make pete out to be what people want to claim he is but yk. none of that matters if u can push ur own racist narrative right?

[thebearer]

please please please need a part two of the fight blurb 😭 what happens next 😭😭😭

should i make it into a full fic omg?? maybe?? lol

but on the real, i think that he would have to take a leave from the restaurant, which truthfully, everyone needed. this is just what broke him. the one time he actually tries to deal with his shit and not just blow up, get embarrassed, try to make it up, and repeat the cycle with no real change. i mean, you took his babies? anchovy and teddy. you're not returning his calls. richie, fak, and sweeps are alternating wellness check watches because they're terrified he's going to hurt himself, especially after the way he spiraled when he found your wedding ring.

he knows where you're at. he managed to become technologically savvy all of a sudden and figured out how to see your location, that you shared with him when you first started dating. fak wouldn't let him take his car. richie had put him on a full blown "psych ward type shit" lockdown until he "got his shit together, cousin".

"richie said-"

"-richie's a fuckin' moron, give me my fucking keys, fak!"

"carmen," fak frowns. "i-i can't."

so carmen walked. he walked to sugar and pete's house. nearly an hour walk through chicago. smoking so much he felt sick.

pete answered the door, face falling as soon as he saw carmen.

"carm, h-hey, man-"

"-where is she?" carmen wasn't interested on any sort of small talk, tunnel visioned to get to you.

"uh, i-i don't-"

"-pete, i really don't want you to fuck with me right now, alright." carmen took a deep breath, throat burning with tears. "i need to see- i-i need to see her pete." he couldn't bring himself to even say your name.

a tiny meow came from behind pete, anchovy skippering towards carmen with bright eyes, tail raised. it made carmen's jaw clench, tears blurring his vision. he knew you had to be close by. looking at the time, you were probably feeding teddy, maybe putting her down for a nap. he should have been more considerate, came later in the day, carmen thought.

pete looked at the cat, down the hall, then back at carmen. "carm..." pete hesitated, gripping the door, letting it shut gently, shielding something behind him. "you know i can't."

"what the fuck? pete that's- just let me in." anger surged through carmen's chest, trying to swallow it down. all he'd been was angry. angry and sick and distraught, a never ending cycle for weeks, just amplified by your leaving.

"you want to get her back? quit actin' like a goddam baby." richie sneered one night, just days ago, when carmen was especially awful and mean. "quit actin' like this isn't your fuckin' fault. like you didn't do this to yourself. take some fuckin' accountability, grow the fuck up, and get your motherfuckin' shit together. and maybe-maybe you'll get your family back."

carmen turned, running a hand over his face, trying to calm himself. keep himself from crying, from screaming, from pushing pete down and running back there so he could see you himself- throw himself at your feet and beg for forgiveness.

"pete, please? please?" carmen's voice wobbled, breaking gently. "please l-let me talk to her. just let me- let me tell her i'm sorry. don't-"

"-carmen?" sugar's voice came from behind pete. her face dropped, different than pete's, her's was angry. "what the fuck are you doing here?"

"why do you think i'm here, natalie? huh?-"

"-oh, you've got a lot of fucking nerve showing up here." natalie sneered, pulling the door open and stepping out. "pete, go inside."

"nat-"

"-i got it." natalie hissed, eyes narrowing at carmen. she waited until pete left, shaking her head at him. "you should be fucking ashamed-"

"-i am-"

"-mortified." sugar continued. "do you know what i came home to the other night? i came home to pete taking care of your baby because your wife came here sobbing- sobbing, because you screamed at her? what the fuck is wrong with you? huh?"

"i don't know." carmen's voice was tight, fighting a tremble. "i-i don't fuckin' know. i didn't- i-i didn't mean-" a tear fell, the final crack in his demeanor. carmen wasn't sure how he had tears left, how he could sob anymore. yet here he was, on his sister's porch, tears flowing again.

sugar didn't comfort him, didn't move, just watched him through glaring eyes. "please let me s-see her. let me se-ee teddy, sugar, don't-don't keep my kid from me-"

"-i'm not keeping your kid from you." sugar snapped. "i didn't take teddy away. you know who did? you. you did carmen."

carmen flinched, he knew it was true but it still stung. "i know you don't remember dad very well, but you're acting just like him." sugar sneered.

"and before you try and come up with an excuse-"

"-i-i'm not-"

"-i want you to know, that every day. every single fucking day, there's days i want to drink myself to sleep. that mj or maggie make me want to pull my hair out and scream, or pete does something that infuriates me, but you know what i don't do?" sugar stepped towards carmen, arms still crosses. "i don't yell at them, i don't drink myself incoherent, i don't fucking act like mom or dad because i know how that felt." sugar jabbed a finger in her chest, eyes holding carmen's gaze intensely.

"i know how that fucked me up, i know how it fucked them up, how it fucked you and mikey up too- how it fucked everything in our fucking life up!" natalie laughed humorlessly. "and the last thing, the very last thing i would want, is to do that to pete, to my kids, to anyone."

carmen felt sick and yet eerily calm all at once. his chest was tight, he was sure he couldn't breathe, but he couldn't stop listening. a damning realization- a shameful one.

"you need to make up your mind, right here, right now, before you see anyone else." natalie stepped back towards the door. "you need to decide if you're going to continue to be a selfish piece of shit, or if you're going to change. and i can tell you, change is uncomfortable- it's not easy. you have to fight for it every single day. but i would rather do that than not have my family."

she looked down at carmen, twisting the knob. "you decide that, then maybe- maybe you can see them." carmen flinched at the door slamming behind her, not moving from his place on the porch, head in his hands.

fak showed up nearly an hour later, wide eyed and rambling about "how the fuck did you just leave? i was playing ball buster and-and then you're gone-"

carmen ignores him, sliding into the car slowly. "carmen?"

"you uh," carmen's voice is hoarse, staring straight ahead. "you said that, uh, that richie's got.... got someone for me to talk to?"

fak blinks, nodding slowly. "the therapist? yeah-"

"-take me there." carmen looks over at sugar's house. he isn't sure if it's his imagination or not, but for a moment he swears he can see you, peeking through the blinds.

"a-are you ok?" fak is worried, a little rattled at the sudden change. especially since carmen had been so adamant about not seeing "your stupid fuckin' therapist, richie, clearly she's no fuckin' good because look at you! you're still fucked up!" carmen's enraged words from days ago.

"no," carmen admits, throat swelling with a growing lump. "but, uh, i-i wanna be." he admits quietly, looking over at fak. "i gotta get my shit together, fak. i-i gotta be better for them."

fak doesn't deny it, doesn't console him. just goes quiet with a nod, driving away. carmen watches sugar's house disappear in the rearview, his heart aching, breaking, but he knows natalie is right. he knows he'll be back once he's better, that he has to be better. for teddy. for you. for your family.

[allhailwiggly]

steph: hey grace you good?

wiggly in grace's head: so i have this idea and it'd be so fucking funny you just need to google how to make a pipe bomb right now

nibbly in grace's head: hey you should rip out a chunk of her cheek with your teeth lol

blinky in grace's head: steal her phone i bet she has nudes

tinky in grace's head: where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's pete where's-

pokey in grace's head: i am actually going to kill myself and everyone around me if the others don't fucking shut up and i'm going to use you to do it

grace: doing great 👍

[noonesgaylikegatson]

Here's the thing: Republicans are the party of the rich, but policies that help the rich fuck everyone else up, so they are inherently unpopular. Republicans hitch their wagons to white supremacists and religious fanatics who will gladly vote for them in hopes of bringing their own agenda. Rich people believe that their money is able to keep them unaffected by their social policies that harm mostly minorities.

Present day: Religious Fanatics and White Supremacists have gone too far. Their plans are so corrosive that they will actually affect the rich; Not to mention, there are a lot of nouveau rich who are also these fanatics.

So now, these rich people, "never-trumpers" want to join the democratic party and make it into a party for them. They are anti-progressive because they don't want to pay more taxes and they don't want more regulations. They want a milquetoast white democrat leader, and not one like Joe Biden who has embraced progressive policies and is now further left than 2008.

They don't want Kamala or Pete Buttigieg or Corey Booker or that skater boi from texas. They were to the left of Biden when they ran in the 2019 primary. They want someone to the right of Biden. A more corporate friendly democrat.

And keep in mind, these republicans have always been racist. And have always been white supremacist for them. This departure from the republican party is not a moral one. It's because the oppression that these Trump Republicans want isn't profitable.

These republicans were fine with rounding up Black people on bullshit charges and sending them to prison to do make them money on prison labor. (Biden ended the use of private prisons on a Federal Level fyi). They're not fine with rounding up 20 million undocumented people and putting them in internment camps and deporting them, that would cost so much money that would be better spent giving to them via tax cuts. (I bet you they'll get on board when someone touts the idea of using the undocumented people for unpaid labor)

They're okay with banning abortions or just limiting. They're not okay with stripping all of woman's freedoms (because many of them are women and like to spend the money they have) because women going back into the homes, means the spending power of the economy shrinks.

Less Women and Men of color going to college means less student loan payments. Not to mention, the policies that Trump will enact with Project 2025, would just wreck the economy. Government workers would lose their jobs. Facilities and infrastructure would crumble. The middle class would all but disappear, the gap between the poor and rich would grow, to the point where there is just no more money to extract from anyone in the lower classes. The money would have to come from them.

If trump gets in office by 2028 there will be so many evictions, its impossible to keep up. The rich would have to bribe police officers (made legal by the supreme court btw) to get people evicted. Not all rich people are rich equally. Those who can afford to bribe will be new upper class, those who can't will be suckers.

FDIC will be gone. So imagine you're one of those rich suckers, and the bank you have your money goes belly up cause the new upper class used it to fund their next yacht?

You can't be a tech mogul in a country with poor infrastructure. All that AI requires massive amount of electricity. How can you have any developments if your company shuts off the power every few weeks and there is no policy in place to keep it going, to fix it. Look at texas? Every hurricane gets rid of the power for weeks. Imagine when Project 2025 gets in and there really is no regulation at all.

What is the point of all this? Biden is the correct choice. He is the incumbent, he won the primary, and the election is less than four months away. This talk about replacing him is a bunch of rich assholes trying to take over the democratic party and making it into the new republican party. The literal worst night mare: socially liberal, financially conservative. They are antagonist towards the democrat's base: Black voters, because black voting population support centralized government, regulations, higher taxes, and a robust social safety network (because its literally the best way to govern)

Focus on getting people to vote for Biden or just not vote for Trump.

[andoutofharm]

can everyone shut the fuck up now nobody cares that you think the cover is cringe or bad nobody fucking cares

[missmarveledsblog]

Flumpy (Jake seresin x reader) part 10

summary : telling the dagger squad of their engagement getting them to keep it from her dad til she got to tell him well seemed to be hardest thing to do , y/n dealing with the fact jakes gonna be gone for three months wondering what else was being thrown at the couple and why was it answering that question

warning : fluffy and sad but happy ( for once ) , back to goofy and grammatical errors ( soz )

previous part

They were crazy their was no mistake in that , they were crazy for each other and crazy in love .  Right now well they looked somewhat bat shit crazy as they announced to their friends of their engagement two days after jake declaration in the hard deck . yet more the silence persisted the dagger thought it was well crazy and yet it oddly made sense . anyone else it would of been grounds  for a vacation to a padded cell but with jake and y/n  it was something different  , a true sort of loves you would find in the pages of a book or on the big screen . 

“ guess congratulation” roo finally stood hugging the pair once the initial shock wore off that was . 

“ yes finally “ fanboy cheered earning a look from everyone. “Oh shut up we all seen it coming  well before hangman fucked it up” he shrugged eating his lunch. One by one they hugged their friends and thanked them . 

“ one thing all i ask i don’t  want you breathing a word to my dad , we haven’t told him  and plan to tonight ,so keep it shut or accidents will happen” she warned them as they all nodded  slightly in fear as she worked  with their jets and the sides of them . 

Our lips our sealed scouts honour” javy gulped holding his hand up and they all copied. 

She had to give it to them , their lips were in fact sealed  nearly the whole day , that was  til it seemed as though it was sealed with craft glue .  She sat in the communication tower , getting a better view of the dog fight tag that was currently being played . she and jake had it planned out take her dad and penny to dinner  nice even then boom drop it on them  which was slightly just an extended  version of her  plan to hug her dad tell him and run to the car get home before her words even processed but apparently that was childish.  Jake wanted to do it the right way   ,  he had pete mitchell blessing to date her but since the mess he made of things and hurt y/n the captain  wasn’t as friendly as he once was before so everything needed to be perfect.  It was just him and mav left and he was tailing  his future father in law . he was stuck at the cross road there and then he could do what he really wanted and hit mav or he could let the man win keep him in good spirits and seemed like javy decided to not only give up the choice but well not exactly keep his lips sealed. 

“ come on hangman just cause he’s gonna be your father in law doesn’t mean you need to go easy” his voice rang out not over in jakes ear but over the comms meaning everyone could hear him , mav could hear him. 

“ lips sealed my ass” y/n voice called out letting Javy know she heard him too .

Like a blink of an eye Mav was gone as the two looked around wondering how the hell he was able to slip. 

“ well least we both get to die at the hands of a mitchell” Javy winced sensing his best friend also wasn’t impressed. 

“ gotcha , your out hangman” pete finally said . 

Maybe going AWOL wasn’t so bad , new life in a new country with a new name would work and from the look on coyotes face he seemed to be thinking something similar wouldn’t take much to get him to agree .  the two men probably flew the slowest they’ve ever flown , landed or got down the ladder. Playing rock , paper scissors shoot to who would exit first . One thing jake would say he wasn’t never truly a nervous person but this was different , this was important to him , to his girl. He was happy pete mitchell didn’t “ accidentally” shoot him out of the sky . His palms felt sweaty once his boots hit the tarmac fully ready to be reacquainted with the gravel once more. 

“ you serious about her” mav asked not a single emotion to give away . 

“ as a heart attack sir” jake stood painfully straight feeling like he was back in the academy and not in front of his future father in law. 

“ nothing like what happen before is going to happen again is it?” 

“ no sir never again” could feel the sweat forming on his brow under the mans gaze. 

“  guess you we can skip the push up this time i’ll let it slide , welcome to the family son, guess i owe my wife fifty buck” mav shook jake hand although it took the blonde mind to process it all before he started shaking his hand back . 

“ man that was a close call” javy breath out sigh of relief .

“ yet for me  , the look on my fiance’s face tells me you still done for , it was nice knowing you man “ jake clapped his hands on his shoulder kissing her head leaving javy petrified. 

“ get counting” she  glared sending the man to the ground ready to say hello to the gravel jake told him about. 

It was almost a dream how good the weeks were except the looming fact of what was coming . Turns out nat and roo where also pulled  meaning the three of them would be gone for three months .  she was sitting at the table some restaurant staring at her ring waiting for nat to come for lunch  , staring down at the ring jake surprised her with the day of the good duck park .  she almost threw it til he stopped her showed her , which in her defence as cute as it was putting it with the duck feed was probably not the best idea. She wasn’t a stranger to the whole ordeal of deployment , she grew up with it , seeing her dad and his friend men and women she would class as family leaving for periods of time. But it was different this time it was jake being deployed . it was a training exercise and still that didn’t stop the worry because she lost her uncle goose in training . she was so scared of losing anyone in her life , especially considering what they did and now she was afraid that she was going to love the man she loved before their life together even began . 

“ hey sorry i’m .. hey what’s wrong” nat eyes widened snapping y/n back to reality only realising she been crying.

“ you guys are leaving me” she sniffled 

“ and we’ll be back before you know it” nat hugged  her. 

“ what if something happens?” she asked tears falling down her cheeks . 

“ we got this , we will come back in one piece well with how they annoy me it might be missing piece but i’ll bring them back” nat nudged her playfully. 

“ i need to see jake” she stood only to stumble back into nats arms .

“ no i’m going bring you hospital , you ok ?” she lifted her only to see how unsteady she was 

“ i’m fine” was all she got out before everything went black . 

She couldn’t of heard him right  and yet she made the poor doctor repeat it over and over  but it was like it wasn’t sinking in  like her brain didn’t know the words he spoke .  

“ pregnant , you’re sure like how sure” she whispered . 

“ yes i’m sure from the test and  ultrasound you are around eight to ten weeks  , i will give you a prescription for prenatal vitamins the test also suggest you are low in iron which could be why you fainted” he explained gently . 

“ this can’t be happening not now , how…. Actually don’t answer that” she wince as her cheeks grew hot knowing the two weren’t a vigilante with birth control as they should of been . 

“ you need to take it easy as much as you can  , if your unsure you have option  but their not to be taking lightly , you should talk with your spouse or partner and go from there but it is your choice at the end of the day “ he smiled sweetly seeing how scared she was.  “ i’ll give you some time to  collect yourself no rush  once your ready you can go home , would you like me to get your friend “ he asked as she nodded. 

Honestly she forgot nat was even there , she knew jake would be in the air now  but he would of broke the door down if he wasn’t to make sure she was ok .  what if he wanted it and she didn’t or vice versa , why was it happening now right before he was about to leave for three months . 

“ is everything  ok “ nat asked making her shoved the things in her bag. 

“ emotional and anaemic i’ll be fine” she smiled weaking knowing she really did need to talk to jake now. 

Everytime she even tried to bring it up the universe decided to continue it’s now running joke . she found herself looking at the little black and white sonogram looking at the little blob that was now growing in her tummy and she couldn’t picture anything but loving it knowing what she wanted . she sat in the truck watching the crowds gathering to bid their loved ones farewell .

“ it is bad to think i’m glad your here” jake asked making her head tilt. “ nah not like that i just mean before i used to do this alone , get a friend to drop me off  watching families  saying good bye it was night to see but man it was lonely as hell i pretended it was better that way but i was jealous of it more so” . 

“ oh jake “ she sniffled pulling him into a hug . “ i’ll be here to see you off and welcome you home for the rest of my life”she kissed his lip pulling him in closer . 

“ next time i hope to put a different ring on that finger” he winked. 

“ starting to think you got wife or marriage kink” she rolled her eyes playfully. 

“ nah i got a flumpy kink “ he chuckled getting out of the truck coming to her side letting her out only for her to dive into his arms. She wanted to say it there and then  but stopped not wanting to ruin the moment or so she told herself . the two walking to the boardwalk hand in hand , he didn’t let go when she was hugging nat and rooster making them promise to come home . she reached into her bag handing him the sonogram folded over. 

“ wait til your on the ship before you look” she whispered kissing him over like it was the last time she was going to and maybe it was giving what was about to happen , what he was about to find out. “I love you jake seresin” she said trying not to cry although she was failing miserably. 

“ i love you babygirl “ he held her closer til rooster was pulling him away . 

The moment he walked on the ship , he waited like she said coming to the top deck seeing her standing there waving him off and moment he opened the paper   he knew what it was. He’d seen enough of his sisters to know he was holding a sonogram in his hands and it had her name in the corner. “ i’m gonna be a dad ?” he muttered unsure pulling his phone out hitting her contact instantly she picked it up .  “ darling is this what i think it is “ he asked as he heard here sniffles . 

“ it is if you want it to be” she said quiet he hated he was there to comfort her. 

“ shit darling you made me the happiest man” he chuckled.  “ I’M GOING TO BE A DAD , FLUMPY IS HAVING MY BABY” He yelled so loud she could hear him on the dock and the loud round of applause that followed after. 

“ you’re not mad?” she asked shocked. 

“ no of course i ain’t  this best news i could hope for just wish i wasn’t leaving even more now  but least i get to come home to my babies” she almost hear the grin in his voice. “ bradshaw you crying?” she couldn’t help laughed when she heard the usually “ it’s dust” from roo . 

“ look baby the service is going to go soon but i will call you once it back get home and rest  i love you .. i love you both” he said . 

“ we love you too “ she cried then the line went dead she went to the truck crying even more watching the ship get further and further away in the distance. 

Jake stood staring at the sonogram the high of it all fading as the reality started creeping in 

“ holy shit i’m going to be a dad” he looked to his friends panicked. 

part 11

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[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

"Do you think it is odd to be this in love with someone?"

Sometimes, when Sirius spoke like that, Remus thought he was in a dream. So he pinched himself to reality, and he couldn't believe Sirius was between his arms. That they had had sex in a sweet way this time after their stupid discussion.

Sometimes, when Remus's heart raced like that, like it was about to explode out of his chest, he believed this was it. Sirius was the love of his life and he would never love someone like he loved him. Ever.

"Odd?" Remus asked softly, as he ran his fingers through Sirius's hair. He was so gorgeous with his hair messy like that.

"Like I feel l don't breathe properly when you are not around" Sirius explained, squeezing Remus's waist tighter.

"I feel the same" And he also felt like his chest burned and his heart jumped when Sirius was near "Why do you think it is odd?"

Sirius snorted "We are young, Moony. We are supposed to get out of this castle and live the life that is supposedely ahead of us, meet lots of people and have a lot of lovers before settling down..."

Remus unconciously clenched his jaw. "Are you saying that you want to meet other lovers? Are you so early breaking up with me?"

And he chuckled after, to show this was hurting him less that it was.

Sirius giggled cuddling closer "No! That's the point, Moony! I can't imagine loving anyone else, anyone more than you"

Remus smiled. If everyone could see how adorable his boyfriend was. He was so soft and romantic. Sirius acted like a rockstar, cold and badass but this was the real one. Remus also loved being the only one with access to this vulnerable version of him.

"So, don't ever leave me!" Remus said, practically begging. Pathetic, he was "Don't ever fall for anyone else"

"That's not what society wants from me..."

"Fuck Society!" Remus exclaimed, making Sirius laugh "Since when do you care about society?"

"I don't" Sirius turned to face him. God, he was so beautiful. Breathtaking even. How did Remus get so lucky? "I'm just scared of being too attached to you and then losing you" and as he said it, his eyes filled with tears "There's a war coming..."

Remus wiped the discreet tears that threathened to appear. There was a scary world out there. They had been living in a comfortable bubble of pranks, jokes and parties. But there were people dying out there. And Remus was a werewolf. If he survived enough, if he survived the war, there was nothing waiting for him. All of his friends had dreams for the future. He had nothing to hope for. Remus got depressed when he thought about it too much.

The only thing he could do was help Dumbledore locate Grayback and his pack. That had been the reason of his discussion with Sirius. Remus wanted to help. Sirius didn't want to let him.

"We're going to stick together, right?" Sirius asked, interrupting Remus's thoughts "You're going to love me forever, right?"

Remus caressed Sirius's cheek "Until the day I die" he swore because he was sure of it. He didn't care if he was young, a dumb teenager (actually off age now) in love. It was true. He couldn't imagine a universe when he didn't love Sirius Black "Even beyond"

Sirius smiled and kissed him softly.

"Please, God, Universe, whatever" he thought as they deepened the kiss "Don't take him away from me. I think I would die without him"

Their little snogging session was getting heated up again, when they were interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

"Are you done shagging or what?" James asked from the other side "I'm freezing out here"

"Bloody hell!" Peter added "Open up! We want to sleep"

Sirius and Remus giggled in complicity. Sirius, resting his head on Remus's shoulder.

"I can wait to move into our apartment and have time for ourselves..."

Remus's heart raced. He couldn't believe he was moving in with Sirius after school. His Sirius.

"Me too"

KNOCK KNOCK

"If you don't open up the door now, we are kicking it down!"

"We can't actually do that, Pete..."

"Shut up, I am threatening them..."

"Fucking hell!" Sirius groaned as he sat up "Coming!!"

Remus laughed "I'll open the door" he murmured to his boyfriend.

"Cheers, Moons"

James and Peter were still knocking desperately.

"Give me a kiss first" Remus said.

Sirius obeyed with a smile.

[mynameisnotfiveweenies]

You've always been beautiful | Katsuki Bakugou x Chubby!Reader

Summary: After a bad date, Bakugou comforts you

Being in love was hard. Being in love with Katsuki Bakugou was even harder.

We went to middle school together and he was an ass. He thought because he had an amazing quirk that made him better than everyone else, I didn't like that. Izuku is my best friend and a target for bullies. I would take no shit. I stood up for Izuku many times, using my water quirk to counteract Bakugou's explosions. He turned a nasty shade of red whenever I did that.

Izuku learnt how to stand up for himself in UA and developed into an amazing hero so I wasn't needed as much to fight off the bullies, which meant me and Bakugou became nothing but classmates. That was until I began to fall for him.

It was easy, natural. I first started noticing him, like really noticing. The way he would train in class, the way his back muscles would tense under his costume when we would be in class, everything. I didn't tell anyone. There was no way he would like me or even find me attractive, so I kept it to myself.

It was around the middle of third year, when I had turned eighteen, that I started dating. I was on the usual apps and met a few people from there, most of them nice, some neutral and one guy a complete dick.

This one guy, lets call him Pete, was an asshole. I have always been big. Despite the training and the diet, I was big. It rarely bothered me and it never effected my training. I was happy with the way I looked.

I dressed in a maxi length, bodycon dress that clung to my hips, ass and my belly. I wore a cropped denim jacket to keep the cold out. I felt confident and wore light makeup and hoop earrings.

I came down from my dorm room and passed the living room, where everyone was having a movie night. I couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed and my cheeks heated up.

Mina was the first to notice me as I tried to sneak passed and wolf whistled. "Damn mama!"

The whole class turned then and the whistling continued.

I couldn't help but glance at Bakugou. He did not whistle but he eyes were fixed on me. I placed my hands in front of my belly and walked quickly to the door, wanting to escape his gaze.

"Shut up!" I exclaimed as I opened the door.

"Use protection!" I heard Mina shout and I giggled out the door.

We agreed to meet at a restaurant. I turned up ten minutes late and found him siting near the window.

"Hey!" I greeted and he looked up.

He looked at me with wide eyes as I sat down.

That's when I knew, he didn't think I was going to be big.

My pictures did not hide anything, I showed everything as I had enough of being turned down because of my weight. He seemed to expect someone smaller.

The first red flag was when I ordered.

"I'll have a burger please." I shut the menu and handed it to the waitress with a smile.

"Really?" He said, his eyebrow turned up.

"Yeah?"

He didn't reply but his eyes were wide, I held my tongue.

The food was really good but he barely spoke. He kept glancing at me.

We ended the date and I couldn't wait to get out. I knew he wasn't interested and made me split the bill.

We were outside, he was waiting for a taxi. I said, "Thanks for the date."

He scoffed, putting a cigeratte between his teeth. "Well, you should really warn your dates you're fat in the future, by the way."

Despite everything, it stung.

"Yeah?" I said, my anger building. "Well you should warn your dates you're a short asshole, by the way."

I turned on my heel and walked away. My anger made me walk fast until I got closer to the dorms and I began to cry.

It was stupid. I liked how I looked but the comments were hard sometimes. I had been told my whole life that unless I lost weight, no one would ever love me. I believed for a long time. I tried everything, every diet you can think of. I starved myself, made myself sick but this is it. I am just big. I train everyday and eat well to be a hero for fucks sake, I am not unhealthy. But, a small part of me still believed that.

I made it to the dorms and sat down on the porch steps, sobbing.

I kept crying until I heard the front door open, I wiped my tears as quickly as I could. I looked up and saw Bakugou standing there, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Can you cry any louder?" He said before sitting next to me, sighing.

I chuckled humourlessly, wiping my eyes. "Sorry."

He looked at me curiously, "What no 'fuck off'?"

I shook my head, "Not in the mood to fight tonight Bakugou."

He stayed quiet for a bit before, "Does this have something to do with your date?"

I looked over at him for a minute. "Do you really wanna hear about it?"

He nodded, serious. Weird.

"Well, the guy was obviously expecting someone who looked very different from me." My throat caught and I breathed evenly. "He barely spoke and kept just...glancing. I ordered a burger and he was all like 'really?' You know? Insinuating I should eat a salad or something."

Bakugou scoffed, his face contoured in familiar anger.

"I ignored it and carried the conversation. At the end, I said thank you and you know what he said?"

I looked over at Bakugou, tears in my eyes. He inclined his head. I looked away.

"He said, 'next time you should warn your dates your fat'. Like the way I am and the way I look should come with a warning label...its not like I hide it, all my pictures you can see I'm big."

We stayed quiet for a while and I silently cried.

"Y/N..." Bakugou began and I looked over. He didn't look angry now, he looked murderous. "I hope you know you deserve a lot better than that asshole."

I began to speak and he cut off me off. "Just because your big doesn't mean your unattractive. If anything, you're even more attractive for it."

I stayed silent, taking it all in. It was strange, hearing Bakugou be so nice to me.

"You've always been beautiful, even when we were kids. Don't let one asshole make you this upset."

My stomach clenched as he spoke, taking in his words. Oh my god. I couldn't believe it.

I looked at him, my mouth parted slightly. "You mean it?"

He looked forward, refusing to meet my eyes but nodded.

I grinned, leant forward and kissed his cheek lightly. He tensed up but I stood up before he could say anything. He looked up at me, a slight pink to his cheeks that made my stomach erupt with butterflies.

"You're beautiful too, Katsuki." I said and then quickly escaped back into the dorms.

The look on his face, rosey cheeks and lips parted made me burst with hope. Maybe, just maybe, my crush on him is reciprocated.

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this! As a big girl myself I love writing this kind of thing, send in your requests!

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

I know you've done similar stuff but what if all the yuurivoice listeners(+ Charlie) were all friends in highschool and brought their partners to their highschool reunion? Short story request ONLY IF THEY'RE STILL OPEN!!!

The highschool reunion.

Nicknames: Rook = Monarch, Sugarboo = Sweets, Scout = Hound, Star = Nova, Angel = Halo, Sunflower = Petals, Casper = Ghost, and Buddy = Chuckles.

Casper was excited to see the old friend group, it was a but mix of people plus Charlie. At first they didn't want to go to the highschool reunion because the place they were having it was lame. But then Cas got a text from Monarch!

'Hey ghost! Just wanted to tell you me, Petals, Nova, Sweets, Hound, Halo, and Chuckles are all going! Hopefully we see you and Chuck!'

Now in the present, in their car with Charlie both were outside a venue hall. Some person from the class rented it out and invited everyone. Casper was mostly excited to see their friends again.

"Do you think they'll be mad at me? You know for, uh, leaving?" Asking shyly Charlie held Casper's hand. His partner gave him a small smile and kissed his cheek.

"Please, you were basically their brother during highschool. They all missed you." Reasurring their boyfriend Casper walked into the venue. Greeting the host and giving their names, placing a name sticker on their shirt.

Casper grabbed their phone out and began texting to see where their friends would be. When they were tackeld into a hug, causing then to yelp and drop their phone. Looking at the person it was Buddy!

"Damn Chuckles you trying to kill me?!" Laughing Casper hugged them back. The college student snorted and let go after a few seconds.

"Please like my hug would kill you Ghost- Chuck is that you?!" Cutting themselves off Buddy gasped at Charlie. Who waved at the excited old friend, causing Buddy to hug him as well.

"You motherfucker how are you?" Asking Buddy then let go of the hug giving him a big smile. Charlie huffed out a laugh and cleared his throat, scratching his neck.

"I'm good, working at Pete's and um I'm with Cas now." Mumbling out Charlie saw Buddy get a shocked face. Turning to Casper for confirmation and got a smile with an enthusiastic nod.

"FINALLY! Ghost was literally in LOVE with you! Wouldn't shut the fuck up about how cute-" Being mischievous as ever Buddy's words were cut off by Casper. The chauffeur glared at the college student and had their hand on their face.

"Okay. Enough of that, how's your life Chuckles?" Channing the topic, Casper saw Charlie giving them a look. Ah, their definitely getting teased about his later.

"I'm doing good in the new college and I even have a boyfriend!" Giggling, Buddy then grabbed the couples hands and dragged them to a table. Where all the other friends Casper and Charlie had, it also looked a bit awkward.

Monarch was looking at Nova with a tight smile. The blue haired man next to Nova was glaring at a...Oh that's their fucking boss. Hound and Sweets's partners were sitting there just chatting but paused seeing Charlie. Oh shit that's Seth and Alphonse their boyfriend talked about.

Petal's partner was sitting with the napkin, while also talking to the tall brunette next to him. Halo was listening to a big ass man talking to Sweets, Jesus he's built like a tank.

"Guys! Look Ghost is here!" Buddy excitedly said as they sat next to the brunette. Casper, looked around the table and sucked in a breath before introducing themselves.

"Sup, I'm Casper but you can call me ghost too." Smiling, Casper then sat down with Charlie. Who was not looking at across the table where Auron, the southern guy, and candy floss were.

The table fell to silence as the listeners connected that all their boys knew each other somehow. Nova opened their mouth and began to speak.

"So uh, Halo how's you meet Lucy?" The streamer looked at the second youngest friend. Who giggled and leaned on their boyfriend.

"It's like summoned him or something, but we meet at a grocery store!" Smiling Angel went on how Lucy told them about different products. It was cute seeing Halo finally finding someone and being happy.

"Hey Cas, how's work? I remember you said you got a new job being some rich guys chauffeur or some shit." Chiming in after Angel finished, Sweets looked at Casper. The driver froze trying to think and they laughed a bit.

"Yeah, he's cool. Don't really talk to him much though. Maybe one day? But I'd want to know how's your bakery in that town?" Changing the topic, Ghost felt their face burn a bit feeling Auron's eyes on them. Maybe they said a but too much but their payed to be quiet and just drive.

"Oh! Yeah my baked goods at a Christmas festival were a hit! Everyone loved my cookies!" Excited Boo went on about how they had Seth help them. Throwing some teases at Alphonse for eating the rest.

As Sugarboo talked more about their baked goods Faust was connecting dots. Then he gasped and pointed at them.

"Wait I literally love your fucking pastries! Star is this what you meant by knowing the baker?" Turning the bluenette looked at Nova who gave a mischievous smile. This caused the two streamers to argue a bit jokingly.

Well at least the mood has lighten a bit, Casper turned and looked at Charlie who was in a conversation with Finn. Petals was also talking but mostly staring at their boyfriend with a soft smile. Holding Charlie's hand under the table Casper smiled as they struck up a conversation with Rook.

Now that Casper wad thinking, Rook is literally fucking Casper's boss. Along with Auron being Monarch's as well? How the Hell did that happen?

Casper also found out Seth knows Sugarboo and Al knows Scout a bit. Charlie knows Al, Seth, Auron and Sweets. Finn knows Auron a bit from him buying a lot of flowers for Momarch apparently.

Lucy apparently went on about a prank call one halloween and Al asked if it was him the big guy called. Turns out it was and Angel was laughing hard. Faust is brothers with Auron, knows Rook and is with Star.

With all of the 'listeners' as the group called themselves now know their all connected still. It's really interesting when you think about it, but Casper's choosing to ignore what this could mean.

[thisautistic]

and thus: on this day two years ago the tag

#everyone shut the FUCK UP it's PETE

was born

all hail blurry pete our beloved

[suzukiblu]

Ko-fi thank-you sentences for an anon behind the cut; the Gotham Kid. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

Pete spends at least three more charges in both tasers, and Lou yanks Vito back to his feet while Mike reloads his gun with slightly shaky but very quick hands. Pete keeps grinning grim and vicious, and Kid keeps expecting something else from him. 

Definitely batshit, he thinks. Like Batman levels of batshit. 

Though the guns are definitely not Batman’s methods. 

Pete blows his hair out of his eyes, then laughs. It sounds flat. Fake. Something tweaks in Kid’s head, like he’s missed something he should notice, but then the lumps of Clayface’s body start trying to reform, and that’s kind of–distracting, yeah. 

Very distracting. 

“Should fucking learn when to give up and die already, Karlo,” Pete says, his grin savage, and snatches something off his belt. It’s a wrapped-up . . . block of . . . something? Kid didn’t really notice it before, next to all the weapons and scars and body armor and other immediate obvious threats Pete was already wearing. It was hidden in a cell phone holster, but from the shape of it he’d just thought it was a whetstone for the knives or something. Now that he’s paying attention, though, it feels like . . .

It feels like . . . clay. 

“Jesus,” Lou mutters from the far side of the street, and he and Vito both step back and drag Mike with them. “Hey, kid! Get the fuck back inside!” 

It’s plastic explosive, Kid realizes as Pete rips the wrapper off. And this is–Pete’s running the numbers, he thinks. Making a decision. An immediate decision, but an arguably informed one. A calculation. 

And he’s going to–if Clayface absorbs plastic explosive while he’s disoriented and trying to pull himself back together, and Pete tases him again after that . . . what would that do, exactly? Would it work like a blasting cap? Would it . . . 

It might kill him, Kid realizes. 

It also might kill everyone on the fucking block, depending on just what absorbing plastic explosive would do to Clayface’s actual body. Would that–convert, or spread, or . . . how do his powers work, exactly? Superman’s memories tell him that Clayface absorbed some of Wonder Woman’s clay once, and it gave him additional powers; made him stronger and borderline invulnerable. It wasn’t a perfect absorption, though–Troia got the clay back in the end. But until she got it back, he had the additional powers.

Wonder Woman’s powers are magical. Plastic explosive is chemical. But if Clayface absorbs fucking plastic explosive and it affects his clay anything like her clay did, and Pete detonates it . . . 

Fuck, Kid thinks, and throws himself back from the hydrant. He runs for the warehouse. 

He has to get behind the door, and he has to get it solid. There’s no way to explain about that fast enough right now, when he still doesn't know how much sign Pete even knows or if he could even get his attention in time. 

Kid’s already grabbing the doors and ripping the bolt back with his TTK before he realizes he could’ve just–said something. Could’ve shouted a warning, or–

Superman wouldn’t have run. Superman would’ve stopped Pete. Would've saved Clayface from whatever’s about to happen to him. 

But Kid isn’t Superman. 

He bolts through the doors and slams them shut behind him, and throws himself back against them. 

Throws his TTK back against them. 

All of his TTK, and all of the doors. The wall. The windows. The fucking building. He puts everything he’s got into all of it; every scrap of fake invulnerability and strength and every single stupid thought and bit of focus in his useless head. 

He even throws the stupid fucking bolt again. 

“Kid–!” he hears Candi shout in alarm, and he feels her start to run towards him and feels Trish yank her back, thank fuck, and outside the whole street explodes. 

It hurts. 

Things don’t usually hurt Kid, except for the obvious exceptions of when he lets things hurt him. Like, so people will think he’s just a baseline human or won’t realize he’s doing something or whatever. When he pulls his TTK back deliberately and lets someone land a punch or a kick or something, or just whatever it takes to look human enough to pass for one. 

He’s only half of one, but that’s not . . . 

This, though. This fucking hurts. 

The explosion scorches the bricks and blackens the windows and super-heats the door and the metal burns against Kid’s palms, and he can’t feel temperature through his TTK but he can feel the force. Feel the shockwave of it. 

And his TTK isn’t half as good against concussive force and temperature as it is just physical impact. 

But the doors hold. 

The explosion would’ve blown them in, he notes distantly. Definitely would’ve blown in the windows. Maybe even some parts of the wall. And all of it would’ve gone right into the crowd of people hiding in here. It would’ve . . . it . . . 

Kid’s head swims, and his knees give out, and he collapses against the door. 

He really isn’t half as good against concussive force and temperature. 

He can feel the scattered parked cars that the explosion tossed across the sidewalk and the decimated fire hydrant shooting water straight up into the air now and the crushed phone booth and mailbox on the corner and cracked street and every single brick in the building and seam and hinge in the door and everything’s so much and his ears are fucking ringing and it's too much and the nearest bodies are–

Someone grabs his arm. 

“Kid,” a voice says, short and shaky. It’s Trish. 

He thinks his nose is bleeding, maybe. And maybe his ear, and . . . 

“Fuck. Fuck. Can y’hear me, Kid?” Trish says, shaking his arm, and Candi drops to her knees in front of him and starts patting him down, and he feels–weird, kind of. They don’t usually, like–he knows they worry a little, sometimes, but they don’t usually do it like this. Where it’s obvious, and somebody could see. He’s just useful, and they want to keep him around to be useful, and . . . and just . . . “Y’hurt? Y’get hit?” 

“Shut up, Trish,” Candi hisses at her under her breath. She grabs Kid’s face in her hands; pulls it up to make him look at her. She looks . . . weird. Stressed. Worried. 

He’s not used to . . . 

“Kid,” she says, sharp and short. “Blink twice.” 

He can . . . he can do that, he thinks. And then he does it. 

It hurts, kind of, but he does it. 

Candi’s shoulders slump in relief and she drops her hands to his shoulders instead, squeezing them tight. It feels different than usual, without his TTK between them. It hurts a little too. 

Actually, just about everything hurts right now. 

But Candi’s hands feel warmer than usual, too. 

Usually Kid’s TTK is wrapped around his body, is the thing, skin-tight and atom-thin. So he’s used to feeling things through it being associated with feeling things in his body. So wrapping it around the building instead right before a Clayface's worth of plastic explosive detonated right outside . . . well, it sure as shit didn’t feel good. Stressed him out. Overtaxed and overclocked and overwhelmed him, and he’s pretty sure his nose and ear actually are bleeding, yeah. 

And definitely he feels like he just took a Clayface’s worth of plastic explosive straight to the face. Which is a lot of plastic explosive even for somebody who isn’t just human to take. 

. . . human. 

Human. Outside, the–Pete and his guys couldn’t have expected the explosion to be that bad, Kid thinks. They couldn’t have . . . 

Would they have been far enough back, if . . . ? Would they have taken cover behind something actually strong enough, or . . . ? 

Fuck. 

Kid tries to reach out with his TTK, feel what’s going on outside, but it won’t reach out again. It’s fried. He over-extended it, and it’s a miracle he didn’t pass the fuck out from doing it. 

Maybe he did for a bit, he realizes vaguely, wondering how long it actually took Trish and Candi to get to him. It felt like they were there right away after he fell, but before the street blew they were . . . how far away were they before the street blew? They were . . . 

Where’s Pete? And Lou and Vito and Mike? And–Clayface, too. Where are . . . 

Superman wouldn’t have let this shit happen, Kid thinks bitterly, and tries to push himself up against the door. His head swims, and his knees give out again. Candi and Trish catch him against it and slide him back down to the floor. He feels . . . 

It was a lot. 

Jesus, like he’s never been blown up before or something. 

. . . well. Like Superman’s never been blown up before. But . . . but it’s still not . . . 

He needs to get back on his feet. He needs to get back out there. Someone might be hurt. Might need the ER, or at least somebody’s back-alley doctor, and . . . and . . . 

And what if they’re all dead? What if they’re all . . . ? 

Superman never would’ve let this happen. 

Superman would've done it right.

But Kid doesn't even know what the right thing to do would've been, except for just making sure nobody got hurt. 

And he definitely didn't do that. 

He tries to make his legs work again, but he feels . . . just feels fried, still. Overwhelmed. Overclocked. 

Not good enough. 

He's never been good enough, though, so it's not like that's news or whatever. He came out half-baked and too early and he didn't understand what being “Superman” really meant, and . . . and he . . . 

He didn't even know what was in his own head. Didn't even know how dangerous what was in his own head was. Is. Could be. 

He's so stupid, all the time. So . . . 

“S’okay, Kid,” Trish mutters, her voice low and clipped as she squeezes his arm. “Y'did good, ‘kay?” 

“Shut up, Trish!” Candi hisses at her again. “Just–don't move, Kid. Just–wait a sec.” 

Superman wouldn't wait, Kid thinks. Superman would do something. 

And he's still not Superman, but . . . but Ma and Pa wouldn't–Martha and Jonathan Kent wouldn't wait either. Wouldn't expect any kid of theirs to wait. Wouldn't–

He's not their kid. They don't even know him. They probably don't even know he exists, except in like a vague by-osmosis way. They definitely don't care he exists, either way. 

(they might, maybe. they're the kind of people to keep a baby they found in a spaceship and never even worry about it, never have a second thought or a moment’s doubt about it, never–)

They don't care he exists, he reminds himself sharply. And even if they did, that wouldn't make him anything to them. Wouldn't make him– 

It just wouldn't. 

No matter what he “remembers”. No matter what he actually . . . 

Kid really, really wishes he had . . . wishes he weren't . . . 

He needs to get up. Superman would get up. The Kents would too. Any–any real Kent would. 

He's not even a real person, though. He's not even . . . 

But he needs to get up. 

Kid tries to reach out with his TTK again, and it . . . flickers, sort of, but it reaches. He feels Trish and Candi and the door and the floor, and his own clothes and the dirt and gravel, and the contents of their pockets and the lock mechanisms in the doors, and– 

And nothing moving in the street. 

Fuck, he thinks, and pulls himself upright more with his TTK than any muscle strength. Absolutely literally no muscle strength is involved, in fact, except in the sense of reflexively trying to put up the illusion of actually using them. 

He’s definitely not, but yeah. Not the point here. 

“Kid,” Trish hisses, gripping his arm. They’re both gripping his arms, actually. 

Superman wouldn’t need that. 

O-U-T, Kid signs stiltedly, just to make sure they’ll both understand, and Candi’s mouth tightens. 

“Yer so stupid,” Trish seethes, and shoves him. His TTK’s barely functioning, so she pushes him into the door in a way she normally couldn’t. It’s not hot anymore, but he feels like maybe it still is. Feels like . . . 

He just has to go. He doesn’t expect them to understand, because it’s stupid and he should know better–does know better–but . . . 

He just has to. 

(a real Kent would.)

Kid swallows roughly. Straightens himself up a little more. Trish glares at him. Candi’s mouth is still tight. 

Sorry, he signs, and then he fumbles for the bolt. Candi tries to grab his arm again. He’s not expecting it, but he manages to dodge her grab anyway and slips back out, and shuts the door hard behind him. 

He doesn’t know what’s out here, but if anybody’s dead, nobody else needs to see that. 

Kid looks at the street, his TTK flickering in and out. There’s toppled cars and burnt and broken street and no sign of Clayface or Pete or anyone else at all. Just–nothing. No one. 

Kid immediately feels like that’s his fault. 

It is his fault, he’s pretty sure. Just–somehow, it’s his fault. 

It’s definitely his fault.

[imbored1201]

Slumber Party & Prankss

Master list

Summary:  You and the ladies were finally having a slumber party to get away from the men but little did you know, Sam and Bucky were up to something

Word Count: 929

Pairing: Wandanat x reader

Warnings: Spiders, Bucky and Sam pranking reader, Wanda kicking their ass for it, Talks of drinking

“Okay ladies, I have the popcorn, the drinks, the candy, am I missing something” Pepper asked as she set down everything on the table of the living room. “The real drinks Pepper, we need alcohol” Valkyrie said as she sat down on the floor. “No, no drinking tonight ladies, you guys do that every day when you reunite” Wanda and Nat looked at you and Carol, Valkyrie always dragged you two into drinking on the rooftop. 

“What movie are we watching, anyway?” Carol asked as she scrolled through the movie options, “I wanted to do a Harry Potter marathon” Pepper answered making everyone protest. “Oh come on guys, we only watched the 1st and 2nd one last time, you can’t just watch the first two and stop” “Yes you can” Nat said smiling as Pepper kept arguing. Little did you guys know. Sam and Bucky were planning something. 

“Who are we going to prank though?” Sam asked, making Bucky shrug. They were sitting in Sam’s room playing video games, Bucky of course still confused on the controls. “Can’t prank Pepper because Tony will cut our budget, Carol will destroy this whole tower if we do something, Valkyrie literally has no fears and isn’t scared to kill us, Nat and Wanda are too scary. Y/N?” Sam looked a little scared, “Wanda and Nat will kill us if we did that, unless we get her away and bribe her not to tell them after,” Bucky nodded, “What is she scared of?” Sam smirked, “Spiders, fucking terrified of them, should have seen her when Peter brought his tarantulas this morning,” “Is Pete still here?” Sam nodded, “He’s in the lab with Tony,” Bucky stood up and started walking to the lab. “Let’s do some negotiating,” 

Bucky and Sam were able to bribe Pete into giving them his tarantulas and were deciding on where to set it up. After some arguing they decided to do the prank in Sam’s room. They put them in Sam’s bathroom and Bucky grabbed them out of their container and set them down. They decided they were going to go down there and ask you to come check out some of Sam’s outfit ideas for a “date” he had. 

Once they stepped foot in the living room they were quickly met by protest from all of you. “Did you not see the no boys allowed sign outside” Carol said as she threw popcorn at them. They held their hands up, “We just need Y/N” Sam explained, making you raise your eyebrow. “Why?” you asked as they expected you would. “I have a date tomorrow, and I need your advice on some outfits, you know how bad Bucky’s fashion is” all the girls let out a ‘ooo’ sound at Sam’s statement. “Okay Sammy, let's go then” you jumped up and skipped out of the living room. 

“Who’s the lucky person?” you asked, “oh, someone I met at the park, um, Y/N” he asked, getting nervous about pulling this off. “Yeah, Sammy?” you asked. “Can you get my tie from the bathroom?” you shrugged and did it. Bucky walked close behind ready to close the door, “Where is i- HOLY SHIT. SAM THERE'RE SPIDERS” You yelled ready to run out but Bucky closed the door before you could and held it closed. “BUCKY. NO” you yelled crying as you banged on the door. You quickly jumped on the sink and stared down at the spider’s that were just crawling around minding their own business. After a couple of minutes they finally decided it was enough and opened the door. 

“Wanda! Nat!” you yelled and ran past them once they opened the door, “Wait Y/N” Sam yelled as Bucky zoomed to you and grabbed you and shut your mouth before you could get to the elevator. “Y/N, stop” Bucky whispered in your ear and felt bad as you cried more. “Calm down” he comforted but little did they know, you were telepathically communicating to Wanda. 

It wasn’t long until you guys heard the elevator beep and then came out an angry Wanda and Nat who looked at the scene of Bucky holding you down with a hand over your mouth and Sam trying to bribe you with money and tickets to see Taylor Swift. “What do you think you're doing?” Nat demanded as Bucky and Sam quickly got up looking terrified. You started laughing at their faces and took the tickets and money from Sam. “Wanda! Nat! Look, tickets for Taylor’s concert” you giggled as you ran over to them. You were supposed to buy some but the day they went out you guys got put on a 2 week mission so by the time you got back they were all gone. Wanda pulled you into a hug and wiped your tear-stained cheeks, smiling a bit at your happiness. 

“Why don’t you go back to the sleepover hun, Pepper is putting on Harry Potter” you cheered and ran off again completely forgetting about the trauma you just got put through. 

“I’ll give you a five second head start” Nat smirked as she saw Wanda’s eyes were glowing, she was going to let Wanda handle this one. She stepped back and watched as Wanda flew through the hallways and laughed as she heard the boys scream of terror. 

This was probably one of the most unforgettable slumber party you've had, but at least you got Taylor Swift tickets and Wanda and Nat knew they were going to be dragged along and you were going to spend all their money on more merch. 

[nolita-fairytale]

Carmy as Your Baby Daddy | Social Media AU & Headcanon Series | part three

part two | masterlist | part four me and @carmensberzattos are back again with more carmy as your baby daddy thots. no fr, this is pretty much just a leaked and edited version of our dms. telling people & your second trimester. #teambreaktheinternet

telling everyone at the bear is the most heartwarming and fluffy thing. tina absolutely knew the whole time. "i knew it!" she brags smugly. "what do you mean you knew?!" you exclaim while carmy looks perplexed. "just a feeling," she shrugs in her most 'i'm always right' tone of voice. "food poisoning, my ass."

richie's reaction is unexpected. while you think he'll say something snarky or crass, he has a much more emotional reaction. he gets quiet for a long time, and neither you nor carmy are going to say anything about the tears welling in his eyes. it's not till later, as you're getting ready to go, that he pulls you aside. "thank you for changing his life," he says, and you think it's the most genuine you've ever seen him.

the second restaurant, sydney's restaurant, is open and up-and-running, so you have to make your way there next. while carmy is working that night, you head over to the new restaurant with a cake you made that says 'best auntie ever.' it takes her a minute to realize that you're telling her that you're pregnant, and she practically stops any pre-shift duties as she tackles you in a hug while yelling: "we're having a baby!? we're having a baby!!!"

telling sugar and pete goes exactly as expected. sugar is so excited that their baby boy will have a cousin close in age to grow up with. "don't cry, pete," you all groan. (@carmensberzattos and I have a headcanon about this headcanon that sugar had a boy and named him michael 😭 and of course she asked carmy if it was ok before staking claim over the name).

while your first trimester is ROUGH, the fog begins to clear as you enter your second trimester. as your hormones change, the morning sickness is quickly replaced by a high sex drive and carmy can't get enough. it's everything: your hair is thicker, the pregnancy boobs are incredible, there's a glow about you and you just can't keep your hands off of him. the fact that he knows that you're carrying his child drives him absolutely wild. he is more than happy to help out when you're begging him to fuck you morning, noon, and night.

however, carmy gets all kinds of flustered when anyone else but you catches wind of how much sex you've been having. one day he shows up late to the restaurant and richie is laughing his ass of. "what's up?" "nothin'. just that you're late because you're gettin' some, cousin." and carmy is blushing beet red all the way down to his toes as richie shakes his head and says, "men can never resist a pregnant woman, cousin. tiff was the same way."

he comes home and grumbles about the long day he's had since richie's been so unprofessional all damn day. "so he knows you're gettin' some. what's the big deal, bear?" you ask him. "the big deal is... richie doesn't know when to shut the fuck up!" he huffs. "i hate to break it to you, baby, but i doubt anyone thinks you knocked me up by way of immaculate conception," you laugh, cheekily while running a hand over your belly, and he's blushing again.

ok but why is wearing overalls (in general, but also) while pregnant such a vibe?! you have a pair for your gardening and farm work, but your overall and dress collection expands dramatically when you start showing because all you want to do is be comfy.

you get an insatiable craving for trashy chicken nuggets. mcdonald's, sonic, dino nuggets made in the air fryer (or even just in the microwave), you name it! marcus makes fun of you considering you're married to a james beard award winning chef and yet all you want is fried chicken. carmy begins making you your own nugget sauces because, while he can't flip the bear into a drive-thru fast food chain, he CAN make a mean buffalo sauce, a homemade ranch, or a fancy beet ketchup.

you want to give the baby something gender neutral that you can refer to them as, still undecided about whether or not you want to find out. it slips out one day while carmy is talking to your belly before bed (because of course pete told him that was something he should do) and you're both a freaking mess when carmy calls them baby bear for the first time.

speaking of pete, he sees fatherhood as another way to connect with carmy. it's sweet, but in classic pete fashion, he's a tries a little too hard. he's in love with being a father and is more than happy to lend carmy books, recruit him for a daddy & me bootcamp, and asking the both of you if you want to hold his baby michael every chance he gets. while sugar pretends that she hates it (she loves it) you're more than happy to leave carmy with pete for the day. sure, it's annoying, and sure pete's A LOT, but it really IS sweet.

sugar insists on throwing you a baby shower and pete offers to help the two of you find a bigger apartment since you'll need more room. you decide to strike while the iron is hot (aka while you have the energy to) and the two of you move to a bigger unit in your building. you're most definitely wearing overalls and you're most definitely beginning to show. carmy doesn't want to let you lift anything where you have to remind him that you're pregnant, not breakable (which, still doesn't put his mind at ease). regardless, marcus, gary, sugar, and pete all come to help the two of you move on a saturday. (sydney is running a whole new damn restaurant so she's busy or she'd be there but she makes sure to send food over and stops by later to check in that night).

liz & maya send you the sweetest gift: a crocheted onesie with 'baby bear' embroidered on the front, while your parents have already purchased grandma and grandpa merch. they're on the first flight out as soon as soon as you and carmy facetime them and tell them the news.

carmy never misses a single doctor's appointment. it doesn't matter what shift he has to call out of or who he has to call in a favor with, he will be there. you have ultrasound photos everywhere: taped to the fridge, in your planner, in carmy's office at the restaurant, functioning as a bookmark in one of your books.

marcus runs a mean campaign to be godfather that would give any presidential candidate a run for their money. richie competes with him, partially just to stir the pot, and carmy has to talk him down, reminding him that he got to be the witness in your wedding. you make the argument that if anything ever happened to the two of you, you'd want your baby to grow up with a pastry chef for a parent-figure. "dark..." richie comments, shooting you a look, while you shrug it off with a laugh. "that was dark, babe," carmy says, nervously. "yeah the concept of godparents is dark, honey," you point out.

after going back and forth about it, you and carmy decide that you do want to know the gender of baby bear after all. when you finally share your decision with your OB, she's more than excited to share with you that you're having a girl. you and carmy, both teary-eyed, stare up at the ultrasound and declare that it's a new chapter for the berzatto family.

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Nerdy prudes must die Spankoffski brothers headcannons because I have brainrot and I'm making that everyone else's business:

Ted gives Peter noogies ALL THE TIME! At first Peter found it really annoying but by now Pete just stands there like :| "really? This again? You really need some new material...OK CUT IT OUT NOW THATS ENOUGH"

They have those fights where it's just the hands flapping at one another, you know the ones?

Ted teases Peter SO much about Steph. It is just constant. Like Pete could say something like "I like cake" and Ted will be like "DoEs StEpH lIkE cAKe!!!???" And Pete is just like "Ok first of all shut up and secondly that didn't even make sense!"

Ted is the kind of brother that when Pete is on the phone with Steph he like stands really close behind him and whispers stuff like "Pete is a virgin" "Pete has ssssssstd's" "pete is a whiny crybaby who cried when watching Inside out"..."Pete once punched a baby" And he just goes on and on and on until Pete eventually gets up and locks himself in the bathroom to finish his convo with Steph

They get SO COMPETETIVE over monopoly. One time Steph came to play with them and Pete was like "Steph...full disclaimer these games can get intense" Steph didn't think anything of it because how intense can monopoly be!? But then after an hour she realised just how intense it can be when the brothers were standing up, yelling at death threats at one another and waving Monopoly money in each others faces

A lot of Pete's clothes are old hand-me-downs and Ted will just walk past Pete in the street and shout "YOU LOOK LIKE A NERD!!!!" And Pete just blinks at him and shouts after him "THESE ARE YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES!!!!"

I think the brothers probably have a lot of relatives just in Poland and imagine them visiting for the summer and just it's the most awkward thing. Pete can't speak polish other than three words so he just nods and says "Czesc...uh...czesc?" And Ted just does not give a fuck the only reason he goes is because every summer when they are about to leave Pete BEGS him not to make him go alone like properly on the knees begging

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Wolfstar Microfics - Drama

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“Did you see the cast list?" James was practically vibrating as Sirius took a final drag on his cigarette outside the school gates.

“Yeah, you and Evans? I give it a week before she smacks you or drops out.” Sirius said sharply. “Did you see some new kid got Pete’s part?”

“It was never Pete’s part, Pads. That was wishful thinking. The boy can’t sing to save his life. He only auditioned because you threatened him.”

Sirius huffed, “I thought it would be a fun bonding thing for our last year. We’d be Sam, Bill, and Harry and it would be magical.”

“Well now we’re Sam and Bill and the set designer and that’s probably good. Nobody needs Pete singing Our Last Summer. They’d be wishing it was their last summer.” James clapped his friend on the shoulder, “So what do you know about the new kid?”

“Nothing, I don’t think I’ve ever even seen him. I’ve heard the girls talking about him, though.” Sirius added, “Maybe you need to watch him around Evans.”

“Nah, I’d know if she fancied someone.”

“You think?” Sirius laughed. “Come on, we’re late for rehearsal.”

They snuck into the auditorium just as the head of drama, Professor McGonagall was starting her speech. Sirius caught Marlene’s eye and gave a little wave, she stuck her tongue out in response. He looked around for this mysterious new kid. What was his name? Lupin? He saw someone sitting next to Lily that he didn’t recognise, but couldn’t tell much from the back of his head.

When McGonagall was done, she announced that they’d be working on Voulez Vous as an introductory number as it featured everyone. She split them up into Sopranos, Altos, Tenors, and Basses and it was then that Sirius saw the new kid for the first time.

James nudged him after a couple of seconds, “Move, you prick.” Sirius turned to look at him, eyes wide, before he shook himself out of it, because Remus Lupin, new kid, was bloody gorgeous. Light brown hair fell in curls across his head, green eyes with long lashes, and a nose that most people would probably argue was slightly too big for his face. Several scars decorated the left side of his face, one cutting through his full lips.

He looked at Sirius and smiled shyly as James pushed Sirius across the room to where the tenors and basses were grouped. “You must be Remus!” James said. “I’m—”

“James Potter and Sirius Black,” Remus cut in, in a surprisingly deep voice. “Your reputation precedes you.” He ran his eyes up and down Sirius before focusing back on James. “Anyway, it’s good to meet you, I guess we’ll be spending a lot of time together.”

“Good to meet you too, mate. Is this tenor or bass?” James looked around. “I’m in the wrong place. See you later Pads. Nice to meet you, Remus.”

James, the traitor, left Sirius alone with Remus in the group of only five basses. He was having trouble forming words, so he just smiled at him.

“Alright?” Remus asked, “Lils made it seem like you never shut up, and now I don’t know if I can believe her about anything.”

“Nah, Evans is alright.” Sirius blurted out. “Uh, long day.” He shrugged. “So you’re new?”

“Started in January.” Remus smiled. “So, new-ish. I think I know my way around now at least.”

“Well, you can always ask me if you get lost.” Sirius cringed internally, What the fuck was he saying? “I mean, James and I know a few shortcuts.”

Remus’ left eyebrow raised slightly, “Shortcuts?”

“Yeah, like, there's a corridor between the science block and the drama department that’s supposedly closed off but…” He grinned, “It’s still accessible and might save you five whole minutes.”

“Five minutes in a secret corridor, huh?” Remus smirked at him and Sirius’ brain short-circuited. He was very grateful for McGonagall calling for quiet so she could start teaching the individual parts. He was so fucked.