#fridge johnson x oc

[mychemicalimagines]

Welcome to the Jungle-’Fridge’ Johnson-Chapter 5

Summary: Today was supposed to be a normal day at school for Emily Gilpin. Wake up. Walk to school with her adopted brother, Spencer. Go home. Read. Except what happens when her and four other people, including her brother Spencer, get detention? The day gets a whole lot weirder. Starting with: Getting sucked into a video game.

Warnings: Language, Bullying (Reference to Incent-Solely for Bullying-Not True), Violence, Fluff, Video Game Deaths

Words: 4,610

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Third Person POV

The group is walking through the crowd in the Bazaar again, but this time Bethany is leading them with the map.

“So keep your eyes peeled for an elephant, I guess? That’s like the next level of the game?” She asks, but stops in her tracks when the sound of motorcycles enter her ears. 

One of the men gets off their bikes and slams someone against the wall. Spencer’s eyes widen and he immediately turns around, running through the crowd of people. One of the NPC’s spots Bethany and calls out, angrily. 

“Hey!” 

“Run!” She calls out before turning around and gently pushes Emily backward into Martha.

“Shit!” Emily screams out before they all start running.

They push through people left and right, trying to get away from what they think are Van Pelt’s men. The crowd around them screams out when being pushed but they don’t pay them any mind. Since Bethany is somehow in front, she tries to warn the three behind her about the fallen baskets blocking their path.

“Jump!” She says, skipping over them before running again.

“Jump!” Martha calls out to the last two.

When Emily tries to jump over it, Fridge pushes her forward causing her to almost fall.

“Go, go, go!” He says, trying to help her.

“I’m trying!” She snaps, running once again. 

Since Spencer ran before any of them, he gets blocked by an equally large, bald man with a long beard. The man smirks at him before Spencer decides to speak.

“I have to warn you...I think I’m a very strong puncher.” 

The man ignores him and throws a punch in his direction. 

“Parry.” He says, moving away from the punch.

He smiles slightly, remembering this is a video game. He played Mortal Kombat this morning and fighting in video games is almost exactly the same. Each punch the man throws at him, he blocks, saying what he would say if he was playing his game.

“Parry. Parry. Evade. Block.” He says, throwing his arm up to stop the punch before smirking. “Uppercut.”

He uppercuts the guy forcing him through the bamboo ceiling above him. The group catches up to him after he defeats a couple more guys using almost the exact same routine.

“Punch. Wall toss!” Spencer says, grabbing the man by the arm and pant leg, throwing him against the wall to their left.

“That is insane.” Bethany says, intrigued by what they just saw. 

Emily rolls her eyes and grabs the bow off her back before running after her brother. She grabs an arrow and shoots it at a man that her brother didn’t see. Another man pops out of nowhere and starts throwing knives, missing Spencer completely. When one is thrown directly at Fridge’s face, Spencer grabs it an inch from contact. 

Fridge gasps loudly and Spencer hands the knife to him.

“Let’s do this.” He says as Fridge takes the knife.

“Do what?” He says, freaked out.

Spencer ignores him and starts walking toward the man. Emily brings her bow up and shoots another man in the chest as her brother dodges a knife slash and slams the man down.

“Put…” Fridge says, holding the knife up to Martha. “Put it in my backpack.”

Martha hands it to Bethany who opens the backpack. For the next several minutes, Spencer is defeating every Van Pelt soldier he can. He throws people through ceilings, through walls and even snaps someone’s neck, grossing the group out. A gunshot is heard causing everyone, the group and NPCs, to stop and look.

The NPCs scream out and run from the area, not wanting to be around Van Pelt. Emily wraps her bow around her again before stepping up to her brother to catch a glimpse at the man who wants to kill them. Fridge, Bethany and Martha step up slowly behind her.

“Hello, doctor.” Van Pelt smirks at the group with his own soldiers behind him. “Been a long time. I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

“We just wanna go home.” Spencer tries to say but the soldiers cock their guns, aiming them at him.

Not even a second later, a smoke grenade is dropped in front of Spencer, filling the area with a black smoke.

“Come on! Come with me! Hurry!” A voice to Emily’s left. 

Spencer pushes her in the direction and the group follows quickly behind them.

“Get him!” Van Pelt snaps, forcing his soldiers to shoot into the black smoke.

The group runs through crowds of people with the mystery man leading them.

“Come on!” He calls out to them.

He makes his way down a hallway before kneeling down on the floor in front of a large grate. 

“Down here.” He says, pulling it up and pushing it to the side. “Come on. Quick!”

One by one, they begin to climb down with the mystery man being last to climb down the ladder. Above them, Van Pelt’s soldiers run over the grate, thinking the group continued down the path. The mystery man jumps down the ladder and takes off his mask revealing a man who couldn’t be more than 25 years old. 

He grabs a match from his pocket. 

“I need you to follow me and do exactly as I say.” He says, lighting a torch. “Let’s move.”

He starts walking down the hallway nearby and the group quickly follows behind him.

“Oh, my God, you guys. I am so stoked you are here.” He says, leading the way. “You have no idea.”

“You are?” Bethany speaks up.

“So stoked. I mean, I saw you guys in the bazaar and I thought to myself, no way! And, I, then I was like, yeah that’s totally.” He says before quickly cutting himself off. “Backs against the wall!”

They quickly listen to him as large spikes fly through the air, barely missing all of them. 

“Oh my goodness!” Martha squeals.

Emily looks down the path to see a skeleton who has already died from the spikes at one point or another. 

“Let’s keep moving.” Mystery man says before continuing down the hall before entering another room. “Watch your step in here.”

“Who are  you?” Martha speaks up since she’s right behind him.

“Yeah, and who do you think we are?” Fridge calls out so the man can hear him.

“Right. Sorry, okay, my bad. Let me backup a little here.”

“Wait, are you the pilot?” Emily asks.

“Seaplane somebody?” Spencer finishes his sister's thoughts.

“Yes! Yeah! That’s me.” He confirms. 

“Wait a minute, wait.” Fridge says, remembering Spencer was going to pick that name in detention. “You’re the other character that was taken. So you’re in the game too?”

Seaplane doesn’t answer but looks down at his feet. 

“Stay off the white bricks. And Freeze.”

“What?” Fridge asks before looking down.

Everyone steps forward or back, depending where the white bricks are and the girls scream out when large blades almost cut them. Everyone’s, except Seaplane, hearts begin to pound hard as they can when the blades fall back down.

“So gnarly.” Seaplane chuckles before walking again. 

“This game sucks.” Fridge comments.

Emily turns around and takes his hand, pulling him with her, knowing if he had the option that he would stay right where he was. Seaplane walks down another path before realizing where he is, he puts his hand up, stopping Martha from going any further. They both look down and he drops the torch into a pit, lighting up alligators before one bites the torch.

Martha gasps loudly, not knowing that is what would be below them.

“Alright. Get this plank.” He says, reaching in front of her to grab a large piece of wood.

He lays it down across the pit before walking across safely.

“Follow me and be careful. It’s a horrible way to die.” He comments before putting his hand out.

“Oh, God.” Martha says before putting a foot on the plank. 

Below her, the alligators begin to roar and jump, trying to bite at her legs. She walks across, taking Seaplane’s hand to make it there in one piece and through the arch into another hallway. 

“There you go.” He smiles before turning to Fridge.

He reluctantly lets go of Emily’s hand and puts one foot on the plank. An alligator jumps up and snaps, causing him to freeze in fear as a million facts start running through his head. 

“Come on.” Seaplane smiles, waving him to the other side of the pit. 

“I got it. I got it.” Fridge says, walking across a little faster. “I just defanged a snake, give me a little respect.”

He makes it to the other end but doesn’t exit through the arch like Martha did. He stands beside Seaplane, making sure Emily makes it across. She looks up and takes in a deep breath before putting her foot on the plank. She takes a few steps before reaching out toward Fridge. He immediately grabs her hand and helps her across. 

“Thanks.” She whispers.

“Anytime.” He smiles softly before walking her over to Martha.

Now, Spencer walks across like nothing is wrong, seeing as his character is fearless, but now it’s Bethany’s turn. When she begins to cross, an alligator jumps up and misses her foot by inches causing her to scream and grab onto Seaplane’s hand, practically jumping into his arms. 

“Hi there.” She says, flirting slightly.

But all Seaplane can see is an older man hitting on him. 

“Hi.” He says before letting her go and walking past the group.

He turns left and opens a gate before pushing through what appears to be a rock wall. Everyone follows behind him and they see they are back in the forest. Emily smiles widely, happy to be out of that booby-trapped place. Seaplane closes the door before locking it and walks toward the group.

“Anyway, I’m Alex.” He introduces himself.

“Spencer Gilpin.” Spencer points to himself before the others. “Martha. My sister, Emily. Fridge and Bethany.”

“Bethany?” Alex says, shocked. “You’re a girl?”

“Woman.” Bethany smiles and puts her hand on her hip.

“In real life, you’d probably want to hit that.” Fridge comments, pointing to her. 

Bethany smacks his arm with the back of her hand before smirking at Alex, knowing Fridge is probably right.

Alex led the group back to his hideout which happens to be a bungalow type in the middle of the forest. They are all hanging out in different areas. Martha and Spencer are sitting on a raised platform near the counter Alex was working on. Bethany is looking around the bungalow while Emily sits in a wooden lounge chair with Fridge sitting on the arm of it.

“What are you making?” Spencer asks, watching as their new friend turns off a blender.

“Margaritas.” He answers with a smile as he pours the alcoholic drink into different cups. “It’s actually one of my strengths. That and piloting, although I did get shot down by a couple orangutans in fighter jets so…maybe not that great at it. Anyway! Cheers.”

He passes out the cups to everyone, Fridge being the only one to immediately take a drink.

“Thanks.” Spencer says, taking his cup. 

“Sure.” Martha says before looking at it. “I’ve never had alcohol before.”

“Me neither.” He says, staring at the yellowish liquid. 

“You know what? What the hell?” She smiles.

They both take a drink before immediately spitting it back into their respective cups. 

“And I’m done with that.” She says, putting the cup down on the table in front of her.

“It’s good.” Spencer lies, putting his own cup down.

“Are you gonna finish that?” Fridge asks Emily, noticing that she hasn’t taken a sip of hers.

“Nope.” She answers, holding out her cup.

He happily takes it and pours the liquid into his cup, putting hers on the table.

“Alex?” Bethany speaks up, causing him to turn around. “What’s up with all these candles?”

“Citronella. One of my weaknesses is mosquitoes which…is kind of a bummer when you live alone in an open hut in the jungle.” He says, rushing out the last part.

She giggles slightly before turning her head away, whispering to herself. 

“He’s single.”

Fridge, who has gotten up to look around, speaks up again but this time to Alex.

“Who’s this?” He gestures to a carving on the banister. “Who’s Alan Parrish?”

“The guy who built this place.”

“Wait, other people have been stuck here too?” Emily asks, leaning forward in her lounge chair.

“Yeah.” He nods with a shrug. “This is Alan Parrish’s house. I’m just living in it.”

“So, Alex, tell me.” Bethany says, taking off her hat to run her fingers through her hair. “How long have you been in the game?”

“Oh, it’s tough to say.” He glances at everyone. “Time is kind of funny here. But, a few months, at least.”

“A few months?” Martha says, her eyes widening.

“Yeah, I just can’t see to make it past the transportation shed.” He leans against the counter.

“Transportation shed?” Spencer raises an eyebrow. “What’s that?”

“It’s the next level. First time, my hot-air balloon wouldn’t even take off. And then there was the whole plane thing I mentioned.” He then holds out his wrist to show his one black line. “And once I got down to my last life…I realized I was screwed. And that I was never gonna get out of here by myself. Half the stuff that came at me. I had zero way to deal with. You can’t kill a black mamba with a margarita.”

“You sure can’t.” Fridge says, putting his hand on Emily’s shoulder. “You need a zoologist for that.”

“Alex, we can help each other.” Spencer says, standing from his seat. “You’ve been here a long time, you know the game and, between us, we have a lot of strengths.”

“Yeah.” Martha smiles softly. “We’re actually pretty good together.”

“I don’t know, bro. Okay. I mess up one more time, I’m toast.” Alex sighs. “Totally freaks me out even thinking about going back to the transportation shed. I don’t wanna die in Jumanji.”

“We just gotta stick together. If we do that, we can win. I know we can.” Spencer says, trying even harder.

“Oh my god.” Emily looks up, eyes wide. “You’re our missing piece. You were the thing we needed to find.”

“So the clue was to, what, go to the bazaar to find the missing piece…” Martha says softly before looking at Alex. “It wasn’t the elephant.”

“It was me.” He says, smiling softly. 

“Yeah.” Bethany smiles.

“Dudes.” He says, standing up. “Let’s do this.”

“Yeah. Let’s do this.” is echoed around until Fridge steps forward.

“Hey, Spencer, you gonna drink that margarita?” 

“No…” He says, but Emily shakes her head.

“Fridge, you’re not having anymore.”

“But, Emily,” He whines slightly but she takes his cup from his hand.

“Nope. You’re cut off. We have stuff to do.” 

He sighs loudly before nodding. Alex leans toward Bethany, watching the small scene.

“Are they a couple or something? Do they do this often?” He whispers as Fridge sneaks around his friend to grab Spencer’s glass anyway.

“Nope. Fridge likes her, but I have no idea if she likes him yet, but I think she does.” She answers softly, watching the ‘couple’ as she shakes her head at the dark skinned man who is now chugging the alcoholic drink. “In the video game, their characters are together.”

“I do remember one of the NPCs saying that.” He nods softly.

 The group of six walk through the trees with Alex leading them to the cliff overlooking a huge field with trees and bushes. In the middle of the field is a large wooden building with a small tent in front of it. Two NPCs stand under the tent, holding two large guns. The group is too far back for the two men to be able to see them but they still hide behind bushes and pieces of broken down tree.

“There it is. The transportation shed. There’s all sorts of vehicles inside. We gotta get one, get across the canyon and get to the Jaguar statue.”  Alex explains, watching the shed.

Fridge pulls out a pair of binoculars and looks at the two guys, standing under the canvas.

“Okay, I see the transportation shed.” Bethany says, looking at the map now. “I see the canyon but I still can’t see the statue which is weird ‘cause it’s like the most important thing in Jumanji and it’s huge.”

“That’s what she said.” Fridge says, lowering the binoculars before laughing out loud.

“You drunk, Fridge?” Emily asks, raising an eyebrow.

“What are you talking about?” He looks at her. “I ain’t drunk.”

“He is drunk.” Martha glances over at them. 

“I had three little margaritas.” He rolls his eyes.

“Well, you’re about half your usual size.” Emily smirks at him. 

“Whatever. Whatever.” He glares at her slightly but it softens when she smiles at him.

“Okay, Alex, what do we do here?” Spencer speaks up, cutting off their conversation. “How do we get past these guards?”

“Last time, I waited till they left.” He says, watching the shed.

“How long did that take?” 

“Three weeks?”

“Oh, we gonna die.” Fridge says, whining as he pushes his hat up slightly.

“Okay…Plan B.”

“Maybe there’s another door somewhere. But we gotta distract those guys first.” Alex says, looking toward the group.

“I’ve got it.” Bethany grins, gesturing toward Spencer then herself. “Distracting guys is, like, the main thing I do. He plays video games, I distract guys.”

“Uh, Bethany, I hate to break it to you right now but you don’t exactly have the…” Fridge pauses, thinking of the right words. “The tool kit.”

“Not me.” She shakes her head before gesturing toward Emily and Martha. “them!”

“What?” They say in sync, confused on this part of the plan. 

“You guys have to go down there and flirt with those guys…” Bethany starts, but Martha crosses her arms, ready to cut her off.

Suddenly, a large pain shoots through Emily and Fridge’s chests, causing them both to gasp loudly. Everyone turns to them, watching as they grab at their hearts as if they were having heart attacks. 

“What’s going on?” Bethany asks, looking toward Spencer.

He jumps up from his spot on the ground and kneels down in front of his sister.

“Em? Are you okay?” 

“Tell her to take it back.” She whispers, grabbing at his - as well as Fridge’s - arms.

Fridge grabs at hers, gasping in pain as he maneuvers to his knees, hoping it would stop the pain. 

“Bethany! Take it back!” Fridge groans as he squeezes his crush’s hand.

“Take what back?” She asks, throwing her hands out. “I don’t have anything.”

“No! What you said about Emily! Take it back!” Spencer almost snaps, realizing what happened. 

“Okay! Ummm, Martha, you distract them while Emily waits here!”

Almost immediately the pain stops causing the ‘couple’ to sigh and fall back against the fallen tree, panting from barely breathing through the pain.   

“What just happened?” Alex raises an eyebrow, glancing between them.

“I think since their characters are dating…” Spencer starts, squeezing his sister's arm slightly. “The thought of her flirting with someone else caused them immense pain.” 

“When…When Fridge died at the Bazaar, I felt a pain in my chest then too.” Emily admits, glancing toward Fridge whose eyes soften slightly.

He squeezes her hand softly, saddened by the thought that because of a bite of cake, he caused her pain. It must not have been as bad as what they just endured because she didn’t bring it up earlier, but it still saddens him that he made her feel even just a small amount of pain.

“I-I’m sorry!” Bethany says, putting her hands on her manly chest. “I didn’t know.”

“It’s okay.” She says, looking up at her as she squeezes Fridge’s hand. “Just…No more.”

“Okay, no making Emily or Fridge cheat on each other.” Spencer says, biting his lip to hide his laughter. “And, yes. Flirting counts as cheating. According to the game.”

She playfully smacks her brother’s arm before looking back up at the girls. 

“Back to your plan, what was it before we almost had heart attacks?” She says, wanting the conversation to shift. 

“Oh!” Bethany says, turning around to look at Martha. “You have to go down there and flirt with those guys and hold their attention while we sneak in.”

“No!” The red-head crosses her arms. “I can’t just go over there and flirt with some weird soldiers I don’t even know.”

“I know, girl but right now we don’t have a better idea. Emily can’t do it so you’re our last hope.”

“You don’t understand…” She says before lowering her voice, forcing Bethany to step toward her. “I actually can’t do it. I can’t talk to guys. I’m terrible at it.”

“I can give you some pointers.”

“No, I’m sorry. We-We have to come up with another plan. I’m not…No.” She shakes her head and walks away from the group slightly. 

Spencer stands up from his spot in front of his sister to walk over to her. Fridge stands up from his spot on the ground before helping Emily stand since their hands are still connected. Bethany pats her arm before walking to stand beside Alex, who is still slightly confused by what happened but they all watch the shy kids talk.

“Martha, you just have to distract them long enough for us to get to the shed.” Spencer says, trying to talk her into the plan. 

“I really don’t think I can Spencer, I’m not…” Martha sighs. “Like, I’m not actually some badass girl.”

“What are you talking about?” He raises an eyebrow. “You’re a total badass. You could do anything.”

She blushes and looks up at him, causing him to smile widely. They both chuckle before looking down slightly, realizing how close they were. 

“That’s beautiful, Spencer.” Fridge whispers to capture their attention.

They look up to see Fridge and Emily still holding hands, but closer to them than they were before with Alex and Bethany watching in the background.

“Why don’t I just go ahead and set you guys up with a nice candlelight dinner.” Fridge continues, but in his normal voice. “Or do you guys wanna get the hell out of here?”

“Alright.” Martha says, determination in her voice. “Show me how it’s done.”

“Class is in session.” Bethany says, walking over toward her. “Come on, girl. Watch and learn.”

Together, they walk into the trees, far enough away that they can have their ‘class’ but close enough that they can hear if the others needed help. Fridge and Emily walk back over to the fallen down tree before they let each other's hands go. He feels his face become warmer from their exchange but he quickly brings up his binoculars to hide the pink tint on his cheeks. 

Spencer smiles at the two girls as they walk through the trees before he rushes over to his sister and old friend. 

“Hey, what did you mean by that candlelight-dinner thing?” He asks, lowering his voice so Martha can’t hear him. 

“What?” Fridge raises an eyebrow. 

“You said it, me and Martha, candlelight dinner. What does that even mean?” He asks again. 

“The girl was into you, Spencer.” He says, as if it was obvious.

“What?!” Spencer says, his voice booming before he falls to his butt in shock.

Emily immediately sits up and looks over the log to see the two soldiers still walking around, having not heard him. Fridge shakes his head and stands up from his spot before holding his hand out to help her up. She raises an eyebrow and takes it, allowing him to take her to another part of the area.

“Everything okay?” She asks when they’re far enough away. 

“Yeah…” He says, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand that’s not holding hers. “I was just…I was just wondering if you were okay? After what happened?”

“Oh! Yeah, I’m fine now.” She says, dropping his hand in embarrassment before crossing her own. 

“Did it…Did it feel like that in the Bazaar?” He asks, looking up at her slightly, despite their height difference to be barely an inch. 

“Um, not as bad. It was like a sharp pain more than anything.” She shrugs.

Trying to lighten the mood, Fridge chuckles, saying, “Told you you can’t get rid of me.”

She laughs and playfully smacks at his arm. “Shut up.”

They both burst into laughter for a few seconds before slowing down. After a moment, he smiles softly.

“I’m sorry that happened.” 

“It’s okay, Fridge.” She shrugs with her own smile.

“You used to call me Anthony. Hell, you were the only one to call me Anthony.” He says, biting the inside of his lip. “Why did you start calling me Fridge?”

She looks away slightly before admitting, “You stopped being friends with me and Spencer so I started treating you as if you weren’t my friend, hence being called Fridge.”

“I liked it when you called me Anthony.” He whispers slightly before looking at her.

“You did?” She raises an eyebrow. “I thought it was against your ‘cool, football guy’ persona.”

“Well, around you, I was different. I wasn’t Fridge, the football guy. I was Anthony, the guy that snuck out so we could watch the stars at 14 years old.” He shrugs. 

“R-really?”

“Yeah.” He smiles slightly. “I was able to be myself with you.”

Emily licks her bottom lip and bites it softly. She remembers exactly what happened that night. That was the same night they both had their first kiss. They never spoke about it again which made them both think that the other wasn’t interested, which is why they never actually started dating before he became the ‘football star’. 

Fridge’s heart starts pounding as he looks at her, realizing how close they had gotten. He bites the inside of his cheek before looking into her eyes. Before they can lean closer, Spencer rushes over and stands next to his sister, but in front of his old friend. 

“Do you really think she likes me?”

The ‘couple’ jumps apart and looks up at him. Fridge sighs, slightly angry he ruined their moment. 

“Why are we still talking about this?”

“I mean, what if she tries to kiss me?” Spencer continues, ignoring his question.

“That’s what I was trying to do.” He mumbles, causing Emily to blush at his words but his old friend doesn’t catch it. 

“What?”

“Then you just kiss her back, man.” He says a little louder with a soft sigh.

“What if she tries to kiss me, like…like…Like, without warning?” He asks, glancing toward the girls who are still in the middle of their ‘flirting class’. 

“What are you talking about?” Emily tilts her head, slightly confused. 

Fridge raises an eyebrow. “Have you ever kissed anyone?”

“Don’t…You gonna tell the whole jungle?” Spencer says, loudly as he throws out his arms. 

Emily’s eyes widen, hearing her brother's unspoken admittance. She admitted to him, when they were younger, that she had her first kiss, but she never told him who, so he knew she had hers but she never thought that he wouldn’t have had his. 

“Hey, guys.” Alex says, running up to them. “Guys, I found a side door! Over here.”

“Guess what I found.” Fridge says with a smirk as he grabs Emily’s hand to pull her along with them. 

“No, no, no!” Spencer says, following them. “Don’t tell him!”

[equallyshaw]

the one where - | nico hischier

─ nico x erik johnson oc sister

warnings: swearing, anxiety attack. angst, thats all i can say. a bit slow burning as well. sexual themes at end, but its like pg.

word count: 5.8K

shoe link.

dress link.

clutch link.

second outfit.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

the first time they met.

miranda stepped into the prudential arena for the first time since she had been hired by the management team. she followed the team assistant that had been waiting for her as soon as she walked into the staff wing, and the two made their way up to her office than she would be getting a personal tour of the arena. miranda johnson was hired as as the devils second in command to their head psychologist, thought she was hired for the social worker aspect. "is it true your erik johnsons little sister?" the assistant asked and the girl nodded towards the older girl. "yep unfortuntly." miranda hummed causing the blonde girl to giggle. "i have an older brother too- id like to kill him sometimes." and miranda laughed. "oh good lord, i want to sometimes as well. sometimes they need their lives threatened every once in a while." miranda joked as casey opened her office door.

four walls covered with grey paint, a desk, small leather couch, mini fridge, a tv, some fake succulents and a desktop computer filled the room. "home sweet home." miranda said softly, setting her bag down under the desk. "lets head down to the ice, I'm sure its different then denver." casey smiled and miranda grinned. "well for starters yall have no mountains." miranda joked. miranda had done her undergraduate and graduate degree at the university of denver, and as soon as her brother was traded she no longer wanted to be in denver. so she headed out to the east coast, looking for different jobs in the new york area and came across the devils. match made in heaven she thought, doing what she loved and working within the sport she adored. the two headed down talking about jersey and the team themselves, "i would say the captain does a great job of keeping the team together but he's also younger so sometimes it doesn't always work out." casey explained and miranda nodded. "good to know." she hummed, now walking down to the bench. the ice was clean, patiently waiting for the players. they sat on the bench taking in the quietness of the arena. "it definitely is different than ball arena." miranda commented, with slight sadness in her voice. the two spoke about the team, the coach and anything else casey had to say. they stood up just as some of the players began to filter out. "casey!" the boys said as they noticed the girls. they smiled at miranda before stepping out on the ice, and then nico stepped out. "hi casey!" he said and then stalled seeing the dark haired girl. casey noticed him trying to figure out who miranda was as she watched the players skate around. "oh this is miranda johnson, the new social worker we just hired for the team!" casey explained and miranda was pulled out of her trance and turned to look at nico. "miranda johnson, nice to meet you..." she trailed off as she held out her hand. he took off his glove and held out his hand, "nico hischier, captain." and she nodded before pulling back her hand. "hopefully we arent too much work." he joked and she waved him off, "nothing i cant handle." she smiled and he chuckled softly. "let me know if that's the case in a...week." he joked before stepping onto the ice. miranda looked at casey, "you're gonna hate jack hughes in a week." casey joked causing miranda to smile respectfully. "trust me, you will..." casey added, before the two headed back upstairs.

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the time she ended up at his place. and one where she got fired.

it was saturday night, before a early afternoon game between her brother and the devils in jersey. she had been with the devils for about two months already and was enjoying her time, and most definitely understanding the chatter (mostly harmless) around jack hughes. he definitely had a lot to say, and most of the time it was just drama he wanted to talk about. she had to remind him many times, that she was a mental health professional not somebody who talked about drama all day everyday. he still came around, to do just that. but she enjoyed getting to know the other players and some of their wives, all of them wanting to meet the person on the team who had been knocking some sense into their men and who was making progress. like real progress. and creating an environment that made the team, staff, and everybody who came across her safe.

she smoothed down her black mini dress and stepped into her baby blue heels, making sure everything looked good before she left her apartment. she quickly made her way down to her car, sliding in and letting erik she was on her way. about 35 minutes later, she pulled up to the Italian restaurant in lower manhattan and pulled up to valet, letting them pull her car around back. she made her way in and greeted the hostess, and they took her towards her brother. "bean!" he said wrapping his arms around her 5'5 frame. "hi bear." she smiled, taking in the hug she had missed the most. they parted, and he pulled out the chair for his sister and she thanked him. "so tell me about jersey, how is it?" he asked as she sipped the wine he had ordered for the two. she smiled, "its good! i've pretty much have found my groove with everybody. i think they're really taking to my style of work and i think the way everybody has responded to it has been good. though." she paused giggling, "there is one guy that quite literally just wants to gossip with me, he knows my role and stuff but just wants to gossip. half the time its funny shit but others its like serious and so i tell him he cant go around blabbing his mouth but i know he doesn't listen." she said and ej laughed. "hows buffalo though, hows josty?" she questioned, a small smile forming on her soft pink lips. ej laughed, "he's great! he's happy to have me on the team...y'know he still asks about you." ej said grinning and miranda rolled her eyes. "last time i checked..isn't he the one that said we couldn't be together after he was traded? that he didn't want to do long distance?" she smirked, quirking an eyebrow. he shrugged, "i think because im now there, he realizes how much he's missed having a johnson in his life." he said with a toothy smile. she rolled her eyes, "alright big bear." she hummed.

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as the dinner progressed, miranda's phone hadn't stopped vibrating in her clutch that sat next to her. erik took notice of it, but did not say anything at first. "hey randy, you wanna check your phone?" he asked slirping spaghetti in his mouth. her eyebrows creased in confusion, and she pulled out her phone to see multiple messages from nico as well as a few phone calls. she read the messages, nico clearly in some sort of distress. "do you need to take it?" ej asked and she looked up at him, "its one of the players." she said looking back down debating if she wanted to call or text. she chose the latter,

miranda: you ok?

nico: i dont know whats happening

miranda: whats going on? are you hurt? do you need an ambulance or me to call somebody?

nico: thats why i was calling you. my chest hurts, i cant breathe.

miranda sighed knowing what was happening.

miranda: do you need me to call?

nico: can you come over? i need to talk face to face with whatever this is

miranda thought long and hard, before looking back up at erik. "one of the players needs me to come to his place and i-i don't know." she paused to bite her lip, thinking if ethically she could. "ej-im sorry." she said looking up at him but he waved her off. "your job calls, don't worry randy. go, ill take care of the bill. ill see you tomorrow." he said standing up to hug the girl. the big bear wrapped his arms around her, kissing her head before they pulled apart. "ill let you know when i get home!" she said before taking off towards valet. she texted nico, asking for his address and he responded quickly. back to jersey.

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she knocked on the highrise apartment, alerting the swiss inside. he stood up and dragged his feet towards the door and as soon as she saw the state of nico; she knew she was in for a long night. he opened the door wider for her, and she took in the surroundings. clean, crisp, and sleek, she thought. she turned around to face nico, keeping a bit of distant between the two. he took in her attire and then looked at her. "were you on a date?" he questioned, with somewhat of a distaste in his mouth. she shook her head, "no i was out with my brother. him and buffalo just got in." she said and he was confused. "my brother is erik johnson." and then nico's eyes went wide. "i had no idea, I'm so sorry!" he said feeling bad, his anxiety rising even more. she shook her head, "no no, its ok! i just want to make sure you are ok nico. whats going on?" she asked softly. he closed his eyes and sighed. she took in his composure and his inability to relax. may it be because he's the captain and he feels as if he can't show any weakness or maybe its pride. "take your time nico, you don't need to spit it out all at once i promise. whatever you feel comfortable with." she said trying to gage his reaction. he nodded, reopening his eyes, and looked towards the kitchen. "would you like some water?" he asked shooting himself in the foot, calling himself stupid for not asking it to begin with. "sure, ofcourse, thankyou." she said following him towards the kitchen now. she could tell that it was eating him up inside, and knew at some point she'd need to inquire about it. but tonight was not the night. she sat down at the island counter, and he pulled out a bottle of water for himself and her.

"how are you feeling right now nico?" she asked sipping a bit before setting it back down. he shrugged, "i feel a bit better, after you said you were coming i kind of calmed down a bit but my mind wont st-stop racing. which is causing my to be nervous about something, i have no idea." he rambled as bit and she nodded. "what are the thoughts you're having? are they about hockey, personal things, family?" she asked tilting her head to the side just a bit. he bit his lip, "its-its nothing." he said closing off, and she nodded "okay. in order for this to work nico and to understand more of why you called me, can you explain a bit about how you were feeling earlier?" she questioned, treading water. he was either going to answer it or retaliate and get upset. he sighed, "it felt like i had a weight on my chest or something, i couldn't breathe. my breathing was fast and shallow, i was sweating..i-i cried a bit." he said looking down at the ground. "I've never had that happen before though, it was a shock and so that made it worse." he said looking up at miranda. "well it is completely normal, nico. i can assure you that. sometimes our bodies can not always tolerate or compensate our anxiety. thus, leading to anxiety attacks. so we have chills, the sweats, overwhelming thoughts for various reasons. could be from work, could be our family or personal life or it can just be triggered for no apparent reason." miranda explained and nico nodded. "i don't want you to feel as if its wrong or that it means you are weak, because that is far from the truth. i like to say that when people have an anxiety or panic attack, it shows how strong mentally we are because to get to the point of an attack we would have had to gone through so much turmoil mentally and emotionally. and sometimes the only release is for those to happen. to think of how much you might have been taking on and that is remarkable in itself. besides, having an anxiety attack makes humans more resilient." and that made nico relax just a bit.

"well good thing you said that, i was feeling like a freak over here." he said cracking a small smile. she nodded, "yeah no, you are from a sneak i can assure you. if its considered to be a freak, then call me one. i don't wanna feel left out." she hummed, "you've had them before?" nico asked quickly. she nodded after realizing what she had said and the fact that she shared personal info, "uh yes. I've had them throughout my childhood and adolescence. its gotten better over my young adult years but i still get them occasionally. especially when i feel like a fraud at work or in my personal life." she said shrugging. "a fraud?" he questioned, moving towards the kitchen island and resting his elbows on it, their hands now only inches away from one another. she nodded, "yes. i believe and feel as if i don't belong where i have ended up. i believe that i don't know enough, have enough experience for the work i do. and then i don't feel as if i deserve the friends i have, especially the ones i made back in denver. I've always thought that if they did not know my brother, they wouldn't give me a second look." she said shrugging before she took some sips of water.

nico took in that information and his heart broke just a bit, she didn't understand what a god send she was. how kind, open hearted, always willing to help in any way she could and on top of that, she was hilarious. always had a joke or two to cheer up some of the guys. he didn't like how she sold herself short over friendships. "i don't buy that for one second." he said, "the friends part. you're pretty rad miranda." he hummed and she felt her cheeks heat up just a bit. "oh really? i guess ill add that to my case file." she said laughing, and nico chuckled softly with a smile forming.

"what do you like to do to relieve any stress or anxiety?" she asked, trying to regain focus on why she was here. he shrugged, "does hockey count?" he asked genuinely. she nodded, "ofcourse but that is also your job. so anything else that you do outside of work would be a good place to start." she said and he nodded. "i uh like to hang with the guys, um i read a bit, i like to workout and play video games." he said, "but i don't know if those count." he said but she nodded anyways. "ofcourse! anything you do to distract yourself in a healthy way and relieve stress are coping skills, the ones you have are great nico!" she said smiling and he nodded, mirroring hers. "i would stick with those but would not limit yourself to just those. there are so many out there, i can definitely offer some others when i go back into the office monday." she offered and he nodded.

"thankyou, i definitely am feeling much better now. you've relieved a lot of anxiety i had tonight, by just talking and listening to me." he stated and she nodded. "I'm glad nico, i find that talking about things in a safe place can do wonders. and having somebody understand you as well can be beneficial. would you like to come see at some point this week?" she questioned and he nodded. "yeah id like that." he said smiling. the smile he gave everybody closest to him. "great, ill send out a few times for you and we can go from there." she said standing up. he nodded, again taking in her outfit. "sorry, i came right from manhattan so i didn't have time to change." she said feeling self conscious, "nonsense..you look uh, you look really nice." he said. really nice? oh my god, he thought. "well uh thankyou nico, ill see you monday. text me if you need anything else." she said praying to the universe to get out of there as quick as possible. he nodded her walking her back to the front door, he thanked her once more and she slipped out.

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she woke up the next morning to a text from her boss, stating the he needed to see her in the office today. she groaned as she stood up, her body feeling the effects of only getting 6 hours of sleep. she quickly got ready and stopped at starbucks before heading over there. when she walked into the arena, some of the players had just begun to arrive. she slipped between arena personal trying to get to her office. once she opened it, she saw nico sitting in one of the seat two seats in front of her desk. "ah hi nico, how can i help you?" she questioned setting her bag down under her desk and sitting down. "i wanted to apologize for calling you over last night. it was way outta line and it shouldn't have happened." he said feeling remorseful and guilty for the reprimand she was about to get, "oh uh, no problem nico. its all good." she said trying to reassure him but she could tell that by the look in his eye, it was not. "i have to go see larry, ill stop by and talk to you guys soon. just check in." she said as they both stood up. he only nodded before walking out. she sighed, placing her hands on her hips. what did all this mean? she did not have time to ponder anymore because larry knocked on the door. "hi larry! what did you want to speak about?" she questioned, her hand raising for him to sit down in front of her. he sat down sighing, not sure of how to say what he was about to say. "you're fired miss johnson, i'm sorry i have to do this. but you are not permitted to treat players at their residences." larry said feeling horrible, he really liked miranda but nobody from upper management liked that she did what she did. "wait-what? he was having a crisis! i went over there, besides. nobody wanted to tell me this, tell me what i cannot do?" she said as her heart beat began to rise. he shook his head, "it was in your contract." he stated and she shook her head. "larry excuse my language, but what the fuck? it was not!" she said taking out the contract she kept in her desk. she threw it on the table before them, "you no what no. I'm taking this." she said snatching it up and putting it in her bag. "seriously larry what the fuck. fuck you." she said angrily. she hoisted her bag up and threw open the door, and made her way down the hallway toward her car.

"miranda!" he screamed but she didnt budge. she continued walking faster now, weaving in and out of people. she sighed knowing that she was about to pass the lockerroom and most likely a group of guys playing soccer. "miranda!" larry yelled again, gaining some attention from people. "don't you fucking say another word larry. you guys will be hearing from my lawyer." she spat as she turned around to face him. larry froze taking in the words, and knew she was serious. the group of players looked up as soon as she had said that. all of them confused and looking at one another. she shook her head turning around and continued towards the exit. larry stood there shocked, and mentally panicking. they did not need a scandal to get out, and he quickly made his way out to find somebody in upper management.

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the one where she confronts nico.

she sat at the bar, sitting next to a friend she had made in her time here in jersey. "i cant believe they didn't even give you a warning! fuck them, I'm never supporting them ever again." molly spat, and miranda chuckled. the two had had there fair share of cocktails the past 2 hours as they conversed. "but that means you can come work with me!" molly added causing the dark brunette to giggle. "we'll see. I'm sure erik would want me to come to buffalo." she sighed. "or ill go back to denver." she said shrugging. molly nodded before swearing, "you are fucking kidding me." she growled seeing some of the devils players walk in. miranda followed her eye sight before the taste of vile hit her throat. "fuck off." she mumbled, pinching her nose. "lets go." molly said looking at her phone calling an uber. "yes lets." miranda sighed, "lets head outside it'll be five minutes." molly said and they both stood up. as they began their dissent out, nico took notice of the dark haired girl. he immediately felt guilty and a sense of dread washed over him. "isn't that-" jack didn't even finish his sentence before nico was off to go talk to the girl. molly and miranda held hands as they filtered their way through and miranda felt a tap on her shoulder as they were close to the door. she turned around and looked up at nico. "oh no not you." she growled but he wouldn't let her leave that quickly. "wait miranda!" he said but she was not in the mood. "what do you have to say nico, huh? wanna let everybody else in the world know that i came to your place last night to talk? huh! you wanna tell explain to them that that was the only reason why i came over? you wanna tell management that that was all that happened? because they think other stuff happened and i'm you know quite disappointed in you, being the captain and all. let me know if you need some help, i know a great captain that can help you out if you need it." she seethed, molly and the rest of the team taking in the interaction between the two. nico felt like an ass watching her as she walked out. he felt like an idiot too for telling a trainer that they had seen each other last night. not thinking anything of it when they asked what he did over the two day break.

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the one where nico apologizes.

miranda was back in denver by new years, taking on a new position with the denver hospital. she would be working in case management and was happy to be back with her friends and the organization that adored her. she worked part time for the avalanche, after nathan mackinnon begged for her to come on for the rest of the season. he accredited some of his work these past few years to her. even if she was just a student at the time, her advice had helped tremendously. it was right before all star break when the devils came into town and she was dreading the game. she stood down near the entrances that the players used to get to the lockerroom. she was chatting with the head sports psychologist about a research article they'd both read in the past when nico saw the girl. she did not notice him at first but when she heard jack, she knew that the devils were arriving. she turned to look when she heard the whiney voice call her name. barabra the psychologist laughed and then bid her goodbye until after the game. "if it isn't mr hughes." she said crossing her arms, "oh it is me johnson. I'm sure you've missed our gossip sessions." he said cheekily, smiling widely. she rolled her eyes, "not in the slightest, bud." she said smiling just a bit. he grabbed his chest where his heart was, "that hurts." he said causing her to giggle. she saw luke walk in and she smiled to him and he waved back with one. "hows luke doing?" she asked the older brother, and he shrugged. "taking it one game at a time. day by day." and she smiled. "well good, im glad." she hummed. nico stood by jack, waiting to continue their walk together but also hoped there would be a chance to apologize. "well jack, good luck with the game." she said bidding her farewell. he nodded, saluting her briefly before turning back around. as miranda was about to take off, she heard her name. "miranda!" nico called out, his thick swiss german accent sending shivers down her spine. she sighed stopping and turned around, "yes?" she asked curtly. "can we talk..in private?" he asked and she thought for a brief second. "come e're." she said motioning for him to follow. they walked off into a hallway over from the opponent's lockerroom that was deserted. "yes, nico?" she asked, and he sighed. he knew he didn't have much time, "im sorry." he blurted, and her lips turned inward. "im sorry i said something without clarifying what had happened. im sorry i didn't defend you or speak to management. i fucked up badly, i know that and i wish i could take it all back." he said taking in her reaction.

her arms were crossed per usual, her neutral stance. "nico, i-i cant talk about this." she said shaking her head. he knew why, he knew about the lawsuit going on. "yeah, i know. I'm sorry about it though." he said and she nodded. "yeah, thanks." she mumbled. " i really am, you were an asset to our team. larry couldn't crack half these guys in the time he's been here and it took you all of 2 days to. the guys miss you, especially me." he said the last part softer. her eyebrows crinkled, "you made my job easier ofcourse." he teased. "ahh gotcha." she said rolling her eyes playfully. "its unfortunate that you guys are the most affected by this. the constant in and out of psychologists and therapists is not good for the morale and the mental health of the team, so I'm sorry you guys are going through the ever-revolving door." she said and he nodded. "yeah its too bad. i don't particularly feel comfortable talking to any of them." he said non chalantly. alrighty, she thought. "i hope things get fixed soon nico, i really do. if any of the guys need a place to talk outside of larry, i can send some referrals out." she said looking at nico in the eye, and he nodded. "thankyou miranda and again...i really am sorry." he said genuinely. she nodded, "its all good." she said. "good luck tonight, you'll need it." she said grinning as she began to walk backwards towards her team. his face lit up in a cheeky smile one second and in the next she was gone.

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the one where they confess.

molly and miranda laid out in the sun of sunny hawaii, as by week had finally rolled around for the nhl. molly jumping at the opportunity to join the girl, her brother and her brother's fiance. the two chatted for a while in the sun, sipping on some mimosas after brunch. miranda stood up, stating that she was going to get another. she walked from the private pool area where the villas were and walk towards the main one that had a bar. she took in her surroundings, lots of families, couples, and great, the familiar group of guys from jersey. she sighed hurrying towards the bar across from them, and she quickly ordered another mimosa and a water bottle. she tapped her fingers tapped the wooden bar and took in the slight chill that was coming off of the ocean just beneath them. "holy fuck- johnson?" she heard to her right and she turned to see john marino. "john!" she said smiling softly, "how are you?" she asked taking the mimosa and water bottle from the bartender. "good, good! can never be sad with by week." he mused and she nodded, "no you cant, or else i would knock some sense into ya." she teased and he laughed. "oh don't we know it." he said laughing. "randy!" she heard her brothers name from the left of her, and she turned to see him waving her over. "good luck with the rest of the season and have a wonderful rest of the week." she said before walking off.

she walked towards erik when she heard the group of guys talking loudly, all now looking over to see the girl. nico took in her two piece suit, the soft waves hanging off of her shoulders and the confidence she possessed. "whats up bear?" she asked erik, shielding her eyes from the sun. "dana wants to know if you guys wanna get dinner at 7." he stated and she nodded, "i don't see why not. we didn't have any plans." she said and erik nodded, "see ya bean!" and she smiled, "see ya big bear." and the two went their separate ways. nico watched as she went back to the private area with bungalows. he prayed to the universe he'd see her again.

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it was 6:20 when molly and miranda went down to the hotel bar before dinner. the two had napped and sobered up since their mimosas and sun time. they stood there drinking some champagne, when molly had left briefly to use the washroom. miranda sat down on the bar stool and took out her phone. she heard the familiar deep voice of the swiss she hadn't seen for a few weeks. she turned to her right and saw him in black collard shirt, black suit jacket and black pants. he looked good, she thought. too good. she turned back to her phone and hoped molly would come back soon. "fancy seeing you here." she heard and she turned towards nico who had a toothy grin. "hi nico." she said setting down her champagne. "what can i do for ya?" she said turning towards him. "well for one you can let me join you." he said boldly and she was taken back, but found her self nodding softly. he sat down next to her, "how are you enjoying your by week?" he questioned, sipping his drink. "its been nice thus far, especially when i'm not the one footing the bill." she grinned and nico chuckled. "i told ej to spread the wealth one time years ago and thankfully he hasn't stop providing." she teased causing nico to laugh again. "all jokes aside, im extremely grateful for him. he just doesn't know how to take no for an answer." she said as nico looked at her. "oh really? so you're not a moocher?" he grinned, and she grinned. "not in the slightest!" she said placing a soft hand on his arm. he looked down at it, and then back at her. she didn't move it, especially not when he looked back at her. she left it there for a few seconds, before pulling away. "sorry, i should probably be finding molly. we've got dinner with my brother and his fiance." she said clearing her throat. nico nodded, a tad bit sad. "well i think she'll be a bit occupied for a while longer. saw john sneaking her into the elevator as i walked in." he mused and miranda's eyes went wide. "no way!" she said, her hand going back to the spot it had just occupied.

"things have happened since you left, that happened quickly after you screamed at me in the bar." he said and her face flashed through guilt and remorse. "yeah...sorry about that." she said biting her lip. he shrugged, "i needed it. it knocked some sense into me." he hummed finishing the rest of his drink. "well now i don't feel as badly." she grinned, enticingly. he looked at her, and she at him. her hand softly moved down his arm, her head cocking to the side. call it alcohol, call it the heat of the moment, or the fact that she'd been thinking about nico since she spoke to him in his apartment. "maybe you could also sneak me into the elevator." she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. nico had a mischievous look on his face, once he realized what she was getting at. "lets go." he said pulling her off of the bar stool by her hand.

as soon as they entered the elevator, nico placed his hands on her waist pulling her in closely. "god I've been waiting for this." he whispered in a husky voice. "oh really?" she teased innocently, catching the heat in his eyes. "hmm mmm. couldn't wait to tell you that i like you...the first moment we met i was a goner." he said as the elevator dinged to his floor. "is that so?" she grinned, feeling butterflies flutter in her chest. "uh huh. surprised you didn't notice that long stares, always finding ourselves in the same area and the smiles i reserved just for you." he said as they entered his room. "i thought you were just being nice, nico." she hummed, placing her hands on his chest. "oh no, only reserve those smiles for the girl who stole my heart one casual conversation at a time." he hummed sliding out of his suit jacket as she began to work on his buttons. "i feel quite flattered, cap." she grinned looking up at him with a glint of excitement in her eyes.

clothes were quickly discarded after that, teasing and many kisses were exchanged after that. "well its a good thing i like you too, nico." she said as she laid in his arms. she looked up at him with a smirk, before he leaned down and kissed her. "how bout i come to denver after the season ends?" he questioned and she nodded. "id really like that, really would." she smiled resting her head on his chest. they looked at one another for a minute more, "now tell me whats going on in that pretty head of yours." she smiled and he blushed. "where do i begin?" he smiled.

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~ Chapter 9 ~

Summary: Dean and Sam Winchester save a young woman —Natalie Johnson, from a coven of witches who are after her deceased grandmothers spell book. At first Dean doesn’t trust her, will he ever? Natalie is just simply a woman who gets roped up in the supernatural world from a mistake her grandmother made.

Pairing: Dean x OC

Warning: Age gap, slow burn, smut (not until the later chapters), language, gore.

Word Count: 1,126

A/N: GAWD DANG WHY IS THIS GIF SO BIG?! Are you guys enjoying the story so far? Please feel free to leave comments 😊 Happy reading! ♥️

Natalie sat at the kitchen table, idly stirring a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold. Her mind was a blur of jumbled thoughts, all of them swirling around her night at the bar and the things she had said to Dean. She winced, her face flushing slightly as she recalled calling him her "bestie" in front of the bartender—and worse, telling him he had pretty eyes.

God, what was I thinking?

She wasn't normally like that. She wasn't the type to let herself get that drunk, let alone say things like that to Dean Winchester of all people. The memory played on a loop in her mind, the embarrassment still fresh.

Natalie's thoughts drifted back to the present as she heard footsteps entering the kitchen. She looked up to see Dean walking in, heading straight for the fridge. The sight of him immediately brought back the memories of last night at the bar, and she felt her stomach twist with embarrassment.

Dean hadn't mentioned anything about it yet, but she knew he remembered. He wasn't the type to forget, especially when it involved her getting plastered and saying things like "you have really pretty eyes" to him.

She bit her lip, glancing down at her coffee and mentally preparing herself. She had to address it. She couldn't just let that hang awkwardly between them.

"Dean," she started, her voice hesitant. "About last night..."

Dean didn't turn around at first, still rummaging through the fridge, but she saw his shoulders tense slightly.

She cleared her throat and tried again. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I don't normally get like that, and I didn't mean to be... weird. I, uh... I remember most of what I said. And I didn't mean to make things awkward."

Dean finally turned, a carton of milk in hand, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her. "You mean the part where you called me your 'bestie,' or the part where you told me I have pretty eyes?"

Natalie's face flushed bright red, and she groaned inwardly. Why did he have to say it out loud?

"Both," she muttered, her face heating up with embarrassment. "I'm really sorry. It definitely won't happen again."

Dean looked at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, to her surprise, a small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Relax, Nat. I've heard worse. You were drunk—it happens." He shrugged, pouring himself a glass of milk like it was no big deal. "Just don't make a habit of it. I'm not always gonna be around to play designated driver."

Natalie blinked, caught off guard by how casual he was being about it. She'd expected him to be annoyed, maybe even a little pissed, but instead, he seemed almost amused.

"I—uh, right. Yeah. It won't happen again," she stammered, still feeling the lingering awkwardness of the whole situation.

Dean took a sip of his milk, leaning back against the counter. "Good."

There was a beat of silence between them, the tension easing just a little. Natalie glanced up at him, and for a moment, she thought she saw something else in his expression—something softer, like he wasn't as annoyed as he pretended to be. But then it was gone, replaced by his usual stoic mask.

"Anyway," she said, standing up from the table and grabbing her mug. "Thanks again. For picking me up last night. I appreciate it."

Dean shrugged again, brushing it off. "Yeah. Don't worry about it."

As she walked out of the kitchen, Natalie couldn't help but feel a little better. At least she'd cleared the air. Still, she knew that next time, she'd have to be a little more careful—both with how much she drank and with what she said when she did.

But despite her embarrassment, there was a small part of her that couldn't forget the way Dean had looked at her last night. The way he'd been annoyed, sure, but also... concerned.

Dean leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping his glass of milk as Natalie walked out, her awkward apology still hanging in the air. He wasn't mad at her—hell, he wasn't even that annoyed anymore. If anything, he found the whole thing a little amusing. Natalie wasn't the first person to get too drunk and say something stupid, and she definitely wouldn't be the last.

But as he stood there, thinking about her calling him her "bestie" and complimenting his eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It was a strange situation, and he had to admit, it'd been a long time since anyone had said something like that to him. Especially when they were as plastered as she was.

He didn't hate her. Not really. But he wouldn't go so far as to say he liked her, either. Right now, it was just about keeping her safe. That was his job, plain and simple. She was tied to that cursed spell book, and until they found it and took care of the witch hunting her, he'd keep doing what he always did—protecting people.

Dean wasn't exactly looking to make friends. Not after everything he'd lost. There was a part of him that kept people at arm's length for a reason—letting people in only made it hurt more when they eventually left or were taken away. That was the part of the job he hated the most. The constant cycle of losing people.

Sure, Natalie had her own demons, her own losses, but that didn't mean Dean was ready to get close to her. She was just someone he needed to keep alive. That's what he told himself, anyway.

As he finished his milk, Dean set the glass in the sink and leaned his hands on the counter, staring down at the worn surface for a moment. The truth was, Natalie wasn't all that bad. She was tough, smart, and she was pretty good at research and hacking—things he knew Sam appreciated.

But even so, he couldn't let himself get too close. It was easier this way. To keep things at a distance. To focus on the job, on the mission, and not on the fact that she was a person who had been through hell just like him.

It's just about protecting her, he reminded himself. That's all it is.

Dean pushed off the counter and headed down the hall, his mind already moving on to the next hunt, the next threat. Protecting people was what he did best, even if it meant keeping them at arm's length. And with Natalie, that's exactly what he intended to do.

At least for now.

[brokenhardies]

mini oc masterlist

so these are predominantly the ocs im focusing on at the moment, not all my ocs. here we go;

Alyssa Hargreeves

Story Title: Tell Me I’m An Angel

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (tv show)

Pairing: Vinnie Caruzo, Margot Riley (both ocs)

Faceclaim: Jurnee Smollett Bell

Amber Talbot

Series Title: The Emissaryverse

Fandom: DCEU (specifically Shazam), MCU (specifically Moon Knight), X-Men

Pairing: None

Faceclaim: Paris Berelc

Gwen Hartford

Story Title: Family Ties

Fandom: Power Rangers

Pairing: Dax Lo

Faceclaim: Indiana Evans

Skye

Story Title: Monster

Fandom: Jumanji: Welcome To The Jungle

Pairing: Bethany Walker and Anthony ‘Fridge’ Johnson

Faceclaim: Rowan Blanchard (teen), Adelaide Kane (adult, in game)

Victoria Shermer

Story Title: Jealousy Jealousy

Fandom: Freaky (2020)

Pairing: None

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

[ilyasorokinn]

WAVES , erik johnson (chapter five)

note, this is part of the waves series which is part of the heartbreak season series. here’s the masterlist if you’re interested. kat and erik’s relationship is heavily based on jo and alex’s relationship from grey’s antomy. just if anyone’s curious. pair, erik johnson x oc (kat foley) summary, the epic love story of kat foley and erik johnson. warnings, domestic abuse, physical assault, alcohol consumption, a few curse words word count, 1280 words

(gif not mine)

Things between Kat and Logan had been tense since Logan had gone off on her. so, she went to one person in all of Colorado she could rant to and who wouldn't judge her.

Her best friend.

She let out a defeated sigh when Erik's cell went straight to voicemail. She knew he was ignoring her because instead of the phone ringing, it went straight to voicemail.

So, she tried Aurora, who answered immediately, "I think he's ignoring me."

"Who? Logan?" Aurora asked.

"No, Erik. I think he's ignoring me." Kat corrected.

"Oh, why do you think that?" She asked.

"I just tried to call him and it went straight to voicemail instead of ringing. That means he'd have to have pressed the red 'Decline' button."

"Wait, so I was your second call?" Aurora asked.

"Please, just focus!" Kat huffed.

"Okay, okay, well I think you're overreacting."

"This is the third time this has happened this week."

"Geez, maybe he is ignoring you." Aurora joked.

"This isn't funny."

"Right, sorry." Aurora nodded, "Well, did you try going over to his house?"

"No, cause if he is ignoring me, at least he's doing it over the phone and not slamming a door in my face," Kat explained.

"Fair point, but I think you need to go over there and see if he really is ignoring you."

Kat sighed, looking at the photo of Erik and Kat from the wedding photo booth on her fridge, “I guess I should."

"Well, let me know how it goes."

"I will." Kat sighed.

The second they hung up, Aurora was dialing Erik, "Pick up, pick up, pick up." Aurora muttered as she listened to the other line ring.

"Good afternoon, Aurora." Erik greeted.

"Kat knows you're ignoring her and she's on her way over to your house right now."

"Oh, shit! Really?" Erik asked, hopping off his couch.

"So you are ignoring her?" Aurora asked.

"Well... I wouldn't say I'm ignoring her."

"Have you been dodging her calls?"

"Well..."

"And when you did answer, and when she offered to hang out you would decline?"

"You see...?"

"You are ignoring her," Aurora exclaimed.

"Look..."

"You don't have to explain. I get it." Aurora cut him off, sincerity dripping from her voice.

"Well, you better come up with a good excuse in the next 10 minutes, because Kat's on a mission. You don't want to mess with her when she gets like that."

"I'll come up with something. Thanks for the heads-up." Erik smiled through the phone.

"Yeah, no worries. And hey..."

"Yeah?"

"It's gonna get better. One day, Kat's gonna wake up and open her eyes and see what guy she's got right in front of her."

"Thanks, Rory."

"You're welcome, EJ."

-

10 minutes later, there was a knock on his door. Erik let out a deep breath before standing up. He wiped his hands on his pants, trying to get rid of some of the sweat, and opened the door.

"Hey." He smiled awkwardly.

"Hey." Kat smiled back.

"Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what're you doing here?"

"Just wanted to come by and make sure we're okay." She sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, we're good." He nodded.

"Good." Kat nodded, seemingly unconvinced.

"Good." He nodded along with her.

"So, you wanna tell me the truth now?"

"I wasn't ignoring you." He began. She hummed with a nod of her head, not believing him, "Okay, maybe I was." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Why?" Kat asked. He made the mistake of looking into her eyes and could see the hurt reflecting in them.

"It's a little hard to explain." He spoke vaguely.

"Try me." She raised a brow.

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Well, when you think about it you can tell me. For right now, I need to vent to someone." She pushed her way into his apartment.

-

Kat was standing in the tunnel with the rest of the girls, feeling really out of place. They were all wearing clothes that cost more than one of her paychecks.

it was nothing against them, they were all very kind to her and she was actually friends with a few, she just felt like she didn't belong there. She wasn't a wife or a girlfriend, she was just a bartender who was friends with a player.

"So, Kat, where's your boyfriend?" Mel Landeskog asked.

"Oh, he's, uh, at work." She quickly lied, having no idea where Logan was, "Plus, hockey isn't really his thing."

"Oh, yeah?" Ashley Kadri asked.

"Yeah, he's more of a football guy." Kat nodded, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Ahh." They all nodded. Kat checked her watch again and contemplated what she wanted to do in her head.

"Hey, I think I'm gonna head out." She whispered to Susanna.

"Really? Not gonna stay and wait for EJ?" She teased.

"No, sorry, I got some errands I gotta run early in the morning tomorrow." All the girls whined as they hugged her then waved her off.

Once she was far enough away, Kat let out a breath she hadn't known she'd been holding. She loved the girls, she really did, she just felt so out of place sitting in the box with them.

She held a hand over her chest as she sat in the driver's side of her car, trying to catch her breath after gulping down water. She reached for her phone and considered calling Aurora, but decided against it and drove home.

-

Erik had a few guys over at his house. They weren't there for any particular reason, just to hang out, "so, how're things with you and the bartender? Anything new?" Nate asked.

"Nope. Still the same. Nothing's going on. She's still dating Logan." Erik answered, taking a sip of his beer.

"But you want something to happen?" Tyson tased.

"Of course he does." Gabe laughed, taking a sip of his own beer.

"Stop putting words in my mouth." Erik playfully glared at his friend.

"Oh, stop lying. We all know you like her, maybe even love her." Gabe raised his hands in surrender, "But you're a good guy."

"Does that make Logan the bad guy?" Naz asked.

"In this case it does. Erik and Kat are endgame, they just don't know it yet." Gabe explained.

"Okay, I'm right here."

"Yeah, I know. Which is why when she finally dumps the asshole, you're gonna be there to swoop in and be prince charming, ready to pick up the pieces and put her back together."

"I don't think that's happening any time soon," Erik muttered, looking down at the glass in his hands.

"I think you're wrong. Mel mentioned that they're having some issues."

Erik's head perked up. He wondered why Aurora didn't say anything, but he pushed it to the back of his head when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Gabe stood up, setting his bottle on the table and going over to answer the door.

He pulled it open, laughing at something one of the guys had said, but the second he saw Kat's appearance, he stopped.

"Is, uh, is Erik here?" She asked, her voice cracking as tears formed. Her lip was split pretty badly, there was a bruise forming on her right eye and she had obviously been crying. There were remnants of blood spattered across her face, mixing with the tears.

"Landy, who is it?" Erik asked, coming to the door. Kat looked over Gabe's shoulder to Erik, whose face dropped, and the smile, much like Gabe's, instantly disappeared.

"Can I stay here? Please?" She asked, her eyes pleading, along with her voice.

-

this chapter isn't going to be the only one centering around abuse and assault, so if any of this makes you uncomfortable, please don't continue to read this story. i'm not here to romanticize or glamorize abuse, assault, etc., i'm only here to bring awareness to it by telling a story.

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[thot4marvel]

i love you

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, 

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

   Y/N wiggles her way through the crowd full of sweaty, stinky high school students. Tonight is the night where the senior class parties until the sun rises. Most people use this time to hook up with another person or just drink until their livers stop working, but that's not Y/N. 

       She stumbles around the party trying to find her best friend, Pietro Maximoff. She asked a couple of people where he is but she couldn’t get any answers. She looks around the hallway and spots a locked door.

      'Maybe he's in here,' she thought. She pushes the door open and sees him making out with her, Sierra Johnson.

  It's not true

      Her heart shatters at the view, she closes the door quietly not trying to interrupt them. She tries to find her twin brother, Bucky Barnes, but knowing him he's probably with Steve. Y/N runs out of the party as tears start forming on her waterline. Y/N thought it was reasonable to send a text to her brother so he wouldn't go into panic mode later.

Y/N: I went home early. See you at home.

     ‘Why did he do that. He knows that I don't like her for a reason,' Y/N kept thinking until a phone notification pulled away from the thought. She looked at her phone hoping it was Pietro that texted her.

Buckaroo: Be safe 

     But it wasn't. She eventually reaches home feeling tired and wanting this night to end. Pietro was her crush for years and Y/N never found the courage to tell him. The closest thing she ever did to tell him was just giving him small hints. Y/N walked upstairs to her room and got changed in her pajamas. She scrolled through her feed to see all of the posts from tonight. She stopped on Bucky's picture of him and Steve kissing with the caption, "I'm with you 'til the end of the line". She liked the picture and left some heartfelt words in the comment section. Y/N continued to scroll and like pictures until she stopped at a specific post, Pietro's. Tears start to fall on the picture of Pietro and Sierra that displayed on her phone screen. Y/N liked the picture to be kind and to show that she didn't care. She walked over to a box full of pictures from her bed and started looking at all of them. She started to laugh at all the funny pictures she took of her brother and friends. Then she looked at the stack of photos that she knew were all of Pietro and her. She starts going through them, knowing each and the exact moment when she took those pictures. 

'I love Pietro Maximoff,' Y/N realized.

"I love you”

    Not love as a friend way, love as she would give her heart to him anytime. Her eyes widen at the realization that she will never get a chance to explain that to him. Her small crush had grown to a bigger problem with only a few people knowing, Bucky, Steve, and Natasha. Y/N puts her phone on her nightstand next to her bed ignoring any messages that were sent to her. She tries to close her eyes and fall asleep but her mind is not letting her.

Up all night

     Y/N heard keys jingle and the front door open. She knew that Bucky and Steve were home so she went downstairs to greet them. They both knew why Y/N went home but they didn't say anything until she started to break down right in front of them. They both hugged Y/N while reassuring her that it was going to be okay. After Y/N calmed down, Bucky and Steve went upstairs to go to sleep.

   "I don't wanna hear any funny business, alright!" Y/N screamed. She knew that Steve was beet red and Bucky was rolling his eyes at her. When she finished raiding the fridge, she headed upstairs while holding a tub of ice cream. She sets the tub down and grabs her phone off of her nightstand. She checked social media and messages for any kind of update. She checked people's stories from the party as she starts to eat her ice cream that was almost melted. As she was checking the stories, she stops on a certain story, Sierra's. She sees that Pietro and Sierra are still hanging out together. Y/N turns off her phone and starts watching 'Grey's Anatomy'. She starts to tear up because her mind keeps replaying the moment from the party. Y/N curls up in a ball on her bed trying to forget everything.

Didn't mean to make you cry

  'Why would he do this. Why her and not someone else,' she asked herself as she still curled up into a ball. She continues to ask herself these types of questions as her tv played over her cries. Y/N hears her phone vibrate on the nightstand. She grabs her phone and sees that Nat had texted her sympathy. Y/N sends her a quick text telling her it was ok. Y/N started reminiscing about all the nights where Pietro and her had late night walks or drives and just talk about anything that came to mind. She remembers when he would kiss her forehead whenever she was feeling sad.

"I love you”

   She sobs quietly trying not to wake up Bucky and Steve. Y/N loved Pietro for a while and she was hurt because he gave his love to someone else. She wanted to tell him how she felt so bad but it's too late now. His smile, eyes, and his laugh could make Y/N happy every day, now she can't even look at him without bawling her eyes out. At this point, Y/N felt like she was drowning in her puddle of tears. She doesn't know how she will survive the last year of high school without her other half. She fished through her nightstand drawer to find her forbidden lighter. 

   'No,' she thought as she puts it on top of the nightstand.

   'I can't do this again,' she reasoned. But she did anyway. She pulled out a Ziploc bag full of devil's lettuce and rolling paper.

   'Am I going to do this again,' she vacillated as she rolled it into a blunt. Y/N opened up her window and put a towel underneath her door so Bucky wouldn't know what she is doing. She sat by the window and started smoking as the sound of cars and her tv in the background. A tear starts to slowly run down her cheek and onto the sweatshirt she was wearing. She looks down and realizes it's Pietro's sweatshirt. More tears started to run down her cheeks as she kept smoking. Smoking took all her problems away but she abused it too much. Pietro was the one that made her stop and helped her get better. This is one of the reasons why she loved Pietro and she couldn’t ignore it.

I can't escape the way I love you

I don't want to, but I love you.

   Y/N sighs as she realized what drama this whole situation is going to cause. She started to go back and forth with herself as her blunt began to get smaller and smaller. She discarded the thin blunt in her garbage and put away the supplies. Y/N laid on her bed with her big blanket that kept her warm. Her eyes started to slowly close and then she finally fell into a deep sleep forgetting that she had left her lighter on the table.

     Bucky woke up the next morning with Steve's arm wrapped around him. He pushed Steve's arms off of him to get out of the bed and he walked towards his little sister's room to check on her. He opened the door to see her asleep curled up into a ball with tear-stained cheeks. He looked around the room and noticed that the window was opened and there was a towel near the door. He didn't believe that Y/N would start again until he saw the infamous lighter on the nightstand. His heart sunk when he realized that what you did.

[mychemicalimagines]

Jumanji: Finbar and Widow

Requested by Anon: “Hiya lovely! I loved the second Jumanji Movie it was so good! You said you were looking for requests so maybe like a fridge x reader where she comes into the game with him and she’s kind of a badass like ruby roundhouse is he’s kind of in awe of her and then that scene with the rope bridges she kind of saves his life and then some fluff after they get out of the game? Thank you! Much love for you!”

Warning: Cussing

Tag List: @elskinner45​​ @jayrart​​

A/N: I love the Jumanji movies! I’m so glad you asked for a Fridge fic! I love his character! I don’t remember exactly what was said of course because its still in theaters, so wording will be wrong. Story line will be about the same.  I was thinking of making a Jumanji story! Who do you guys think should fall for our lovely reader?

 SPOILERS AHEAD. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED JUMANJI THE NEXT LEVEL!!! I’LL TRY NOT TO GO INTO MUCH DETAIL BUT GET THE POINT ACROSS. I WILL SKIP THE ENDING OF THE MOVIE SO I DON’T SPOIL ANYTHING. 

I walk out of the bathroom before pulling out my cellphone from my pocket. I smile widely when I see that my boyfriend, Anthony AKA Fridge, has texted me. 

I smile to myself. I’m so nervous. I’ve heard all about Martha, Spencer and Bethany, but I haven’t actually met them. I met Fridge in our college English class and we hit it off. It’s been 2 years and we’re going strong. 

I haven’t met the group yet because the last two years I spent holiday at my parents house, while Fridge came here. This year my family decided to go on vacation, while I decided here to be with Fridge for Christmas. It was fine, I had some family in his town anyway. My uncle lives close to Fridge in the town and he said I can come stay with him if I wanted too.

I look at Mrs. Johnson and smiles.

“Fridge texted me and told me to meet him at Nora’s to meet everyone.” 

She smiles widely, “That’s wonderful. Go on, dear. Go see them. I can finish everything up here.”

“Are you sure, Mrs. Johnson? I can-” Before I finish she cuts me off.

“Go dear. Spend some time with Anthony and his friends.” She smiles.

“Thank you!” 

I quickly grab my jacket and walk out the door. I walk to the sidewalk and down the way that I remember going before. Fridge took our car to train today so I couldn’t drive there. It wasn’t too cold out today so I didn’t mind walking. After about 10 minutes I make it to the restaurant. I can see Fridge in the mirror, sitting with two girls at a table. I take a deep breath and walk inside the building. Fridge looks up and smiles widely.

“Y/N!” He stands up and walks over to me. 

He pulls me into a huge hug. I hug him back, feeling more comfortable.

“Is this her?” I hear one of the girls say.

Fridge pulls from the hug and smiles. “Yep. This is her. Y/N, this is Bethany.” He points to the blonde haired girl, “and this is Martha.” He points to the red haired girl.

“Hi! It’s very nice to meet you!” I say, putting my hand out.

Bethany pulls me into a hug shocking me. I hug back, giggling slightly.

“Fridge has told us so much about you!” Bethany says, excitedly.

I giggle, “He told me a lot about you guys.” 

She pulls from the hug and Martha shakes my hand. We sit down and talk for awhile, having a great time. They noticed as time goes on that Spencer never showed up. 

Fridge looks at me then at the other girls, “Come on, lets go see what’s going on with Spencer. Y/N, if you want you can go back to my house.”

“No. I’ll go with you guys. I wanna meet Spencer.” I say, looking at him.

“Are you sure? We can-” Fridge starts.

“No babe. I want to go with you.” I smile before grabbing my coat.

Fridge smiles and pays for our meal. We all get into the cars and drive to a house that Fridge says belonged to Spencer’s family. Fridge holds my hand as we all walk to the front door. Bethany pushes the doorbell and we wait.

An older, short man opens the door in his robe. 

“Anthony?” He says.

“Grandpa Eddie?” Fridge says.

“Come in! Come in!” Eddie says, moving out of the doorway.

“I hope we’re not bothering you.” Fridge says leading me inside of the house.

“Oh you’re not bothering me. Now who are these lovely ladies?” He asks, leaning against the wall.

“This is Bethany, Martha, and my girlfriend Y/N.” Fridge says, pointing us out.

Eddie points to Martha, “You’re Spencer’s little girlfriend?” 

Martha stutters for a second, “Uhh, yeah.”

He turns toward me, “And Anthony. You have a girlfriend now!”

Fridge chuckles a little, “Yes sir I do.”

We find out that Spencer wasn’t even home. His grandfather thought he was with us. Miles Walker, an older man who had a business with Eddie, is also here, much to Eddie’s disappointment. Fridge talks to them for minute before taking my hand and walking to the kitchen. A few seconds later, the sounds of drums are playing through the house. 

Fridge looks at the girls, “I thought it was over.” 

“It’s supposed to be!” Bethany says.

We find out way to the basement to see a broken game system on the table.

“Spencer probably went back in.” Martha says, looking at us.

“No! I’m not going back in! We almost died!” Fridge says, shaking his head.

“Wait! What’s going on?” I ask confused.

“3 years ago, we got sucked into a video game. It’s called Jumanji.” Bethany says. “You know he would go back into the game for us. Any of us.”

Fridge sighs and takes my hand, “Alright. Y/N, you stay here.”

“No! I’m going in. I’m not letting you guys go alone. You may have done this before but you’re not going alone.”

Martha reaches forward and grabs the controller. I feel a weird tingle going through my body. I look down at my hands to see a green mist taking over my body.

“Not again! We didn’t even pick our characters.” I hear Fridge yell as he gets sucked into the game.

I scream as I see my body get absorbed into the game system. I open my eyes as I am thrown from a space in the sky. I scream loud as the ground gets closer. I move so I land on my feet and I look around.

“Holy shit.”  I stand straight. “Fridge?”

I see a woman in a small shirt and shorts stand up. I look confused. She looks at her hands before looking around.

“M-Martha?” I ask.

She looks at me and nods, “Y/N?”

I nod, “This..this is Jumanji?”

She nods before looking around. A fatter man stands up from the bushes.

“Bethany?” She asks the man.

“No. Its Fridge. Why would-”

He looks down at his hands then his outfit, “Damn it! Why the hell am I the fat white guy?”

“We didn’t get to pick our characters so we probably just got sucked in to a open character.” Martha explains.

“Last time I was at least black! This ain’t fair! You both are hot!” He says, pointing to us. “Wait. Y/N? You’re a new avatar.”

I look confused before looking down at my body. I see I’m wearing a black tight outfit. I walk over toward the water to see what I look like.

Fridge walks over and pulls me back.

“Stay away from the water.” 

He explains what happened last time someone got too close to the water. I nod and stay close to him. A tall, buff guy walks over. Turns out that Grandpa Eddie got sucked into the game and took over the avatar of Dr. Smolder Bravestone. Miles took over the character of Franklin Finbar who used to be Fridges character. 

Fridge tries to explain the rules of the game to Miles and Eddie but being older, they don’t seem to understand. I hear a noise so I look up above Fridge. A huge snake is right above him. I run over and tackle him out of the way as the snake comes down to eat him. I land on top of him and he looks up at me.

“You just saved me.” He whispers.

“Well yeah.” I giggle slightly.

I stand helping him up, but we look up as we see a hippo come on to land. Miles are saying some facts about it. That’s when we all decide to run away from it. We run toward the plane that was flying above us. The plane lands so we all get inside. Turns out the came is totally different from when they played before. We now have to save a stone from guy and show it to the light. 

“Where exactly-” Before I can finish my sentence, Nigel interrupts me.

“Elizabeth Widow, Martial Arts Expert and Franklin Finbar’s girlfriend.” Nigel says.

Miles looks over at me and smiles widely, “Now I have a very beautiful girlfriend!”

I giggle and look over at Fridge.

“Oh hell no!” Fridge says, shaking his head. “I was Mouse way before you were! She was destined to be mine.” 

I laugh and smiles. “Don’t worry Fridge. I’m all yours.”

Nigel explains we have to drop out of the plane and land in the desert. Just then he pulls a lever and the back of the plane opens up, causing all of us to fall out of the back of it. I scream as the sand gets closer. I land on the ground and tries to stop myself from rolling. I land on my back and I go to stand up but that's when Fridge bumps into me and causes me to roll down with him. I cough as we finally stop.

“Sorry babe.” He says, coughing with me. 

We stand up and look around for everyone else. We walk over to Martha, trying to figure out how to get out of this shit. Fridge pushes his chest and a big screen pops out to show his strengths and weakness. Turns out Shelley’s new strength is Geometry. Ruby’s new strength is nunchucks. Smolder gains a weakness which is switchblade. Finbar can now speak tons of languages.

Marth looks at me, “Elizabeth is a new avatar so we don’t know anything about her.” 

Fridge walks over, “Here let me show you how to bring it up.”

I smirk at Fridge, “Go ahead.”

His eyes widen and he pushes my left breast, causing a purple screen to pop out of my shirt.

Strengths: Martial Arts, Gymnastics, Climbing, Blending In, Finbar.

Weakness: Heat (Deserts) 

“Your only weakness is the desert? Man that ain’t fair!” Fridge says.

I laugh. “Probably because I’m only wearing black and it gets hot!”

“That and that you can’t do any of your strengths.” Martha smirks slightly looking at Fridge.

“Mine’s cake! It makes me explode!” He says.

“Then we better hurry and get her out of the desert before she explodes from the heat.”

“Wait. Why is her strength Finbar?” He asks looking at the screen again.

“Probably works well with his avatar. Since they are dating.” 

“Man! Why can't I be him again!” He shakes his head walking away slightly.

The next few hours go back so fast. We were in dune-buggies running away from the Ostriches. I grabbed one with Miles and Eddie. Martha and Fridge crashed theirs causing us to pick them up. Then we made it to a town. We walk into a building to see the guy with the stone around his neck. He is telling the story about a guy betrayed him and he is now feeding the guy to his hyenas. The lights go out and a woman, who turned out to be Spencer, stole the stone.

We escape from the gang and Spencer explains he was in a bad place and wanted to feel wanted again. He ended up being this woman instead of Smolder. He looks over at me.

“Who..Who is this?” 

“This is my girlfriend, Y/N. She came in with us to save your ass. Her avatar is some badass woman named Elizabeth.” Fridge explains. 

We split up to grab different things. Martha stayed to help Spencer and Miles get camels. Eddie guarded them, while Fridge and I followed the woman in red. We made it to a pool of water with a tree. Hanging in the tree is a seed that we would end up needing. In the water looks like there are electric eels.

“How the hell are we going to get that seed. It’s not like we can-” Fridge starts. 

I walk over to the wall and jump up high to grab a light. I swing around, letting go to grab another light. I climb up to jump onto a tree branch. I swing and jump for the seed in the tree, causing me to fall into the water.

“Y/N!” Fridge yells loudly walking toward the water.

I resurface and hold up the seed. I swim over to the edge. Fridge puts a foot into the water, seeing its safe before grabbing my hand helping me out.

“I got ya babe. I got ya. That was badass!” 

I laugh as I climb out and hold his hand a little too long. We are thrown away from each other, landing on the ground. 

“Ow! Shit! That hurt!” I say sitting up.

I look over at Fridge to see my Elizabeth avatar.

“Fridge?” I whisper.

He looks up and his eyes widen. 

“Y/N?” He looks down at his body then smiles. “Thank god! I was tired of that guy! He can't do anything.”

“Fridge switch back!” 

“I’m sorry babe but I like this character!” He stands up.

“Don’t you dare touch my boobs!” I say quickly, standing up.

“Sorry sweetheart but that was the first thing I did! I wanna try that flippy stuff you did!” 

He runs over to the same light I started at. He flips almost like I did but less as expertly. He jumps into the tree but he flips too fast and flies into the sky.

“Fridge!” 

He lands into the water and resurfaces.

“That was so awesome!”

I shake my head and walks over to take his hand. I help him out and as soon as he stands out of the water, we are thrown away from each other again. We switched back. 

“Yeah!” I cheer to myself, seeing I’m Elizabeth again.

“That’s not fair!”

“You didn’t use her right anyway! Come on, lets go find everyone.” I grab his hand and pull him out toward the others. 

We get on some camels and I look out into the desert. 

“Umm...guys. I can’t get too warm out there.” I say, looking back at them.

“Here dear. Use my hat.” Miles says, taking off his hat. “This should help a little bit.”

“Oh...thank you Mr. Walker.” I say, taking the hat.

I put it on my head and climb on to my camel.

“He said you’re very light and he likes you.” Miles says, telling me what the camel is thinking.

“Awe thank you Frankie.” I say, petting him.

We all venture into the desert. Fridge walking beside me with Spencer and Martha in front of us. Miles and Eddie are last in line. During this adventure we find out that Miles was the one that wanted to close down the restaurant and Eddie didn’t, that’s why they weren’t friends anymore. They had a little fight and Miles climbs off his camel to confront Eddie. We all stop our camels and I wave my face to keep from getting too hot but it isn't working.

The wind starts to pick up a little in the desert causing me to lose the hat Miles let me borrow. It flies back hitting him in the face. My eyes widen and I look right at Fridge. He notices the sweat sliding down my face. He turns back toward Miles.

“Mr. Walker! Throw me-” 

Before he can finish, my body explodes. A loud ding happens and I start falling from the sky. I land on my feet near the camel and I look around.

“Y/N!” Fridge says, running over. 

He pulls me into his arms. I hold him close. 

“Let’s get you out of the sun. We can't have that happen again!”

That’s exactly what we did. We rode the camels to a jungle area. The Camels wouldn't take us any further so I kiss my camels head and follow everyone else. We get the next level which is a bunch of wooden bridges. Fridge realizes that this means is the Geometry part of his strength. What happened next shocked us all. 

Mandrill monkeys start popping out of the trees. We’re jumping from one bridge to another but we all get separated. I jump toward Fridge and land on his bridge but the other side of the bridge snaps. I quickly grab his hand to keep him from falling. I pull him up onto the side of the bridge I’m on.

“I’m supposed to be the one saving you.” Fridge says.

I giggle slightly but we hurry away. Miles almost fell off as well but Eddie saved him. We all get away. A man on a horse runs up to us. 

“Alex?” Martha asks the man. 

“Hey guys!” He says.

“What are you doing here? Where Bethany?” Fridge asks.

“Right here.” He pets the horse. “the horse is name is Cyclone.”

“The horse is a character in the game too?” Spencer asks.

“Yep!”

“Wait...Alex Vreek?” I ask, just making sure.

“Yeah, have we met?” He asks.

“Uncle Alex. It’s me, Y/N.” I say smiling.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?” He says, walking over giving me a hug.

“I’m dating Fridge. I came to help Spencer.” I answer him.

“Wait...Fridge?” He turns toward Fridge.

Fridge waves slightly, “Hey.”

Alex walks over to Fridge and stares at him.

“You better take good care of my niece.” Alex says, staring him down.

“I will Alex. I love her too much.” Fridge says, watching Alex.

My eyes widen slightly. That was the first time that he has ever said that. Before we can finish this conversation, Martha shows us a pool of water that looks just like the water that the tree was in. Fridge smiles at me before telling everyone what the water does. 

Bethany, Spencer, Eddie, Fridge, Miles and Fridge all jump into the water, leaving me, Martha and Uncle Alex. We run to the bottom of the hit to see them when they come out. They all get their original bodies back, leaving Eddie to get into the body Spencer had. Miles had gotten the body of Cyclone the horse.

Fridge walks over to me and smiles. 

“I’m back baby!”

I laugh slightly and hug him, not caring that he’s all wet.

“I’d rather be hugging you as Finbar than you as Shelley.” I whisper to him.

He smiles widely and pulls back slightly from the hug. He looks down at me, it’s only a little since he’s only an inch taller than me, before pulling me into a kiss. A spark shoots through us, causing everyone around us to fly back. We pull away quickly, turning to look at them.

“Woah...” Fridge says.

Martha stands up, “Now that’s why her strength is Finbar.”

“That’s so awesome!” Spencer says, chuckling.

FAST FORWARD- Don’t wanna spoil it for anyone

We all end up in Spencer’s basement where we started the game. I look around the room, seeing who all landed here with us. Before I can move, I get pull to a body and I look up. Fridge smiles down at me before pulling me in for another kiss. I smile into the kiss and pulls him closer. We pull away after a few seconds and he looks into my eyes.

“I meant what I said...” He whispers.

I look confused, “What do you mean?” 

“When I said I love you. I meant it. I really do, Y/N.” He whispers again.

I blush and smile up at him.

“I love you too Anthony.” I whisper, pulling him down for another kiss. 

“Hey! Be careful! Last time you did that we all got hurt!” Alex says, catching our attention. 

Everyone in the room laughs, including Eddie. I giggle and walk over to Alex and gives him a hug.

“I missed you too Uncle Alex.” 

He chuckles and hugs me back, “You gotta bring Fridge around to meet everyone.” 

“I will be sure to do that.” I whisper, before pulling away.

“Come on. I’m hungry.” Fridge says.

We all laugh and I take his hand and we walk upstairs. Today has been a very eventful day. I’m glad I got to experience it with Fridge and his friends. 

[mychemicalimagines]

Jumanji Master List

All Gifs/Pictures used in this Master List and in the Imagines/Fic/One Shots Do Not belong to me unless stated other wise. Imagines/Fic/One Shots Do belong to me. The text photo in Finbar and Widow DOES belong to me.

Anthony ‘Fridge’ Johnson 

Jumanji: Finbar and Widow

Martha Kaply

I’ve Loved You From Afar

[mychemicalimagines]

Welcome to the Jungle-’Fridge’ Johnson- Series Master List

The gifs and photos used in this series do not belong to me unless stated otherwise. The movie this series is based on do not belong to me. This series however does belong to me

Summary: Today was supposed to be a normal day at school for Emily Gilpin. Wake up. Walk to school with her adopted brother, Spencer. Go home. Read. Except what happens when her and four other people, including her brother Spencer, get detention? The day gets a whole lot weirder. Starting with: Getting sucked into a video game.

Warnings: Language, Bullying (Reference to Incent-Solely for Bullying-Not True), Violence, Fluff, Video Game Deaths

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

[mychemicalimagines]

Jumanji Imagines Open

Just saw the second Jumanji and love it! please send in some requests for it!!

Anthony(Fridge)

Bethany

Spencer

Alex

Martha