#heyyy guys I'm back *walks in the room awkwardly*

[starrycatss]

Art dump (digital work) part 1 because I haven't posted on Tumblr in like a gazillion years 🙄

[webslingingslasher]

heyyy I was just wondering WHAT THE HELL DO YOU PUT IN THIS FRAT!PETER FICS BC I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT TROUBLE AND PETER! I just melt for them together😭😩❤️

I swear when I'm about to fall sleep he just pops into my head and HAVE to grab my phone to reread some of them. Your writing is just soooo god and I wanted to thank you for creating such a work of art🥵🥵🥵

Also I can't stop thinking about frat!peter being jealous like finding a guy talking who hooked up with trouble and overthinking how different they are from each other? and if the ex fling keeps trying to talk with trouble in a friendly way, he would play it cool? i feel like he would look at them talking and he knows about what happen between them but is kinda nervous? idk

I LOVED BRUJA THANK YOU SO MUCH I HAVEN'T ENJOY READING LIKE THIS IN SOOO LONG🥹🥹🥹

first, peter and trouble are crack. second, thank you very much for enjoying!!!

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peter knows what it looks like to awkwardly chat with an old hookup, he’s done it more than a few times. so, when he watches your eyes dance around the room while you politely laugh in response to the guy in front of you, he just knows.

he’s taller than peter, and he’s not one to be self conscious about his height, but he might now. and he’s got bigger biceps, peter’s spider-man and doesn’t have the build this guy does.

and he’s got nice hair. really nice hair. the kind of hair he knows you love. it’s like peters, but longer and a bit more curly. peter pats the hair on the back of his neck, he’s been growing it a little longer, but apparently not enough.

in a desperate attempt to keep your attention on him tonight, he takes his hat off to throw it on top of the fridge. you always beg him to take it off, it’ll work. he’s sure of it.

it doesn’t. you’re unable to stand still, if he was projecting, he’d say you went from awkward to uncomfortable. peter’s not going to be the guy to barge in, but he takes a step forward, just in case.

it’s like you can feel him, your eyes shoot to his across the room. no words are said or mouthed, but your eyes said enough. ‘help.’ its all he needs.

peter cuts the guy right off, slinging an arm low around your waist. a kiss to your temple, ‘hi, trouble.’ you relax into his touch, you hold on tight to his arm. ‘have you met tanner?’

he hasn’t, and he really doesn’t care to. it looks like tanner doesn’t either, they’re both sizing each other up. peter’s putting on a brave face, but he knows tanner's thinking he’s no competition, and peter can’t help but feel the same.

still, he throws a hand out. ‘sup, man. i’m parker.’ tanner shakes it, ‘sup.’ peter holds his hand a bit too tight, he’s trying to subtly prove that even if he was smaller, he could kick his ass if needed.

tanner asked peter how he knew you, he had to bite his tongue on the disrespect. he knew exactly how peter knew you, his possessive hold tells it all. ‘i’m her boyfriend.’

you dig your nails into his arm, you were caught off guard with the statement. he said it like it was obvious, tanner smirked. ‘ah, lucky man.’ peter really doesn’t like his face.

‘yup. sure am.’ you nudge back against him, peter takes it as a hint to get out of there. he couldn’t agree more. ‘wanna get a drink?’ you nod quick, 'yes, please.'

your 'boyfriend' made a small show of spinning you in his hold, you laughed at the twirl and balanced yourself on his shoulders. 'nice seeing you again,' you forgot who you were with for a second.

'you too, tanner! have a good night.' peter nudged your lower back to get you walking, you didn't make it four steps until you were pulled in for a bruising kiss. every thought melted away, there was only one person on your mind.

'peter,' it puffed out, just like your lips.

'trouble,' he said it like a greeting. you shook your head, leaning in for another, you were lucky tonight, he supplied.

'thanks, boyfriend.'

'that was a typo.'

you scoff. 'no it wasn't, that was you acting like you have one foot up so you don't feel as threatened.'

the choice of words make his skin crawl. peter knows it's not exclusive, exclusive. but he at least thought you both were on a similar page, one that didn't include saying 'so you don't feel as threatened.'

'what the fuck is that supposed to mean, trouble? so i don't feel as threatened? i was doing you a favor, but feel free to go entertain whoever you want, i'll do the same.'

peter's sudden aggression had your head spinning, you tried to grab onto his arm before he left you entirely. 'did i say the wrong thing? i didn't mean to say the wrong thing!'

'i didn't feel threatened until you said i should be. i just really don't like being reminded that i'm a choice you can change your mind on at any time, it's not a good feeling.'

sometimes when he says something to that effect, you want to tell him he could do something about it. sometimes, you let it go and remind him you're not looking for anyone else, if you were, you would've stopped putting up with his shit ages ago.

this is one of the times you put his fears at bay.

'look, peter, that guy, tanner? he's all talk, he seems like some cool guy but he really kind of sucks. in the least commitive way possible, boyfriend, there are no threats.'

'you keep talking about threats.'

'cause you have none!' you exhale deeply, 'i don't like anyone else, okay? and talking to other guys makes me wanna bash my head into a brick wall.'

'you talking to other guys also makes me want to bash my head into a brick wall.'

you grin and smooth out a wrinkle on peter's shirt. 'good, we're on the same page, then.'

peter throws an arm around your shoulder while he guides you to the kitchen.

'i'll deny it if you say anything, but i quite like reading at the same pace as you, trouble.'

[venusplan]

His name.

Pairing : Satoru Gojo x Reader

Summary: you're a new sorcerer in Japan. Originally from your homeland. It so happens that you've never once heard of the name, Satoru Gojo. Which is a bit of a surprise really. Since most compare how powerful you are to him, though not exactly to your face.

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cw: afab!reader. She/her pronouns. Reader shorter than Gojo. P in V. Smut. Very vague description of where you're at in the smut part. Just know, it's his room. Some dirty talk. (I don't write a lot, and the characters may not be well yk, due to this. I mostly use my head canons.)

Surprisingly enough, you're forced to move to Japan. Away from your friends and loved ones. Obviously you're gonna be a bit salty about it. The higher-ups were a pain in your ass, but you complied with their commands. Not out of fear though. You just wanted to peacefully go, instead of them getting all pissy.

The moment you're in Japan they escort you in a black car, taking you close to the area of Jujutsu Tech. You were also forced to "aid" some man child, or say they say. His name was Gojo Satoru, though they didn't exactly tell you that part. Apparently he's a big pain in their ass, always talking back and not taking their shit. To be honest, you kinda gained respect for him for that, only until it was stripped away slightly.

Gojo Satoru was one of the first to greet you. "Heyyy! L/N right?" He stopped walking the moment he saw you. "Welcome to Japan!" He smiled as he greeted you. You didn't reply for a bit as you examined his appearance. He had white hair, a blindfold covering his eyes, also somehow holding his hair up. He stood taller than you. Probably a foot or less. It didn't matter anyway. He was wearing something that would look like a school uniform, that he apparently always wore.

You didn't know who the guy was, so you were just staring at him awkwardly. "Yup... uh." You paused. "Who are you?" He stared at you. His mouth was slightly agape, as he stared at you. "Excuse you?" He said before continuing. "You don't know who I am?" He asked you. You shook your head. "Nope.

"huh, Really?"

"Satoruuu- Fuuckkk" you whine out, bucking your hips up as he rubs his fingers against your clit. You can feel your own arousal pooling in your panties.

"ah, now you know my name~" he softly bites down on your neck, still rubbing his fingers on your exposed clit. You were sitting on his desk, your legs spread as he stood between them, fingering you.

You can't help but try to rub against his fingers more, wanting needing more than his fingers to be rubbing you. He noticed this, and suddenly his puts two digits inside you, pumping you full. You can't help but moan out again.

His fingers, which were longer than yours, filled you up. They hit spots you couldn't. You had clenched around his fingers as he pumped them inside of you, wanting more than his fingers. You whined at the sensation. "Please..." you paused. "I want- need more..." your begging seemed to earn a reaction from him. Suddenly he was on his knees in front of you. Once, he licked you, watching your reaction.

The feeling of his tongue had made you throw your head back. He was waiting for something else -- to hear you call out his name again. He wanted to make sure you know who he is now. He'd figure you'd do that eventually though. So for now he pumped you full of his fingers, waiting for his name to roll off your tongue.

What he didn't expect, was for it to be so soon. "Satoruuu" you whined. That one reaction caused him to start sloppily eating away at you. His fingers, also pumping you full. You couldn't take it. It felt too good. You also squeezed your thighs together on his face, but his hands came back up and wrapped around them. Then he pushed you down on his desk, which was in his room. Now you're on your back, pussy displayed for him to see.

You couldn't take it anymore, as you felt the knot in your stomach grow. "I'm gonna cum soon, Satoru..." you whimper.

"Then cum." He said, as his reaction got a bit harsher. This caused your hips to buck up, you squirmed, whined, moaned, whimpered at the feeling. You don't know when, but you came. All on his tongue, & face.

He was still down there, licking up all your cum as you whimpered in your overstimulation. Soon after he hushed you. "I know... just give me a bit." He said as he picked you up, and placed you on his bed. You were still hoping he'd fuck you.

You closed your thighs together at the thought. Suddenly his in-between your thighs, clothes discarded. "You sure you want this?" He asked, and you nodded.

"please... I want you to fill me up so much..." with that he lined his cock up. You couldn't exactly tell how big he was, but you could tell he's thick just by the way his cock head felt inside of you. The feeling of it made you moan softly, letting out other ones like that.

Slowly, he slid one-third of his cock inside you, that was when he couldn't hold it back anymore. With one thrust, he was completely inside of you. You whimpered and moaned, and whined. He soothes you through it.

"Shh... I'm sorry, I just really need to be inside you..." he mumbled. "Fuckk, your real tight." Soon after you calmed down(from your moans and whimpering), he pulled out, before thrusting deep inside you. He kept going at that pace for a while. His thrust, deep, and fast.

His grip is still on your thighs, you taking all of him. "Fuckkk, you take me so well pretty girl." He praised you. The bed was rocking and creaking, anyone who walked by would know what was going on.

You couldn't ever recall a time where you felt so good, so pleased. Your moans mixed with the sound of his grunts and slight moans, along with the sound of his balls hitting against your ass. You felt your release coming up. "Satoruuu, I'm- I'm gonna cum..." You whimper out.

"yeah? Cum on my dick." He said, as you clenched harder around him. "Fuckkk." He shakily breathed out, feeling your cunt around him tighter. Soon his thrusts started becoming sloppy, and desperate.

You whined and squirmed, nails digging into your palm as he fucked your brains out. He let go of your thighs and kissed you. That then, made you melt as you came, moaning as he sloppily kissed you. Soon after he pulled away, his hands on the sides of your waist, and gripping the sheets, fucking your insides, until he came. When he came inside you, he let out a loud moan.

He stared down at you as he let you cock warm him. Suddenly you felt embarrassed and looked away, only for him to grab your chin and make you look back at him. He then slowly kissed you.

After that he pulled out of you, holding you against him as you both laid in his bed. You laid there slightly messing with his hair, you're both sweaty. Soon after you had passed out.

a/n: I don't really write smut too much, but this is better compared to my older writings. anyways, thanks for reading.

[ohmy-venus]

Heyyy… long time no see! I’ve been meaning to finish and post this on ao3 for ages but work and college have gotten very much in the way of me finishing it, I decided I wanted to post this Fic here instead of letting it rot in my Google doc! If anyone wants me to continue it, I’d be more then happy to pick it back up! Anywho, I hope y’all enjoy!!

~This fic uses Y/N heavily but that may change in the future(if I pick it up again) Price is in green and the reader is purple! The professor(s) will all be in orange!!~

~Freshman year: Semester 1~

"Welcome to your first class of the semester students!"

It's 9:00 am, a group of 20-30 students are seated in a beige room alongside me as we listen to our English teacher, Mr. Williams introduce himself and take attendance. I'm seated in the last row in the back of the auditorium room away from the majority of the students. I didn't have many friends at this college since I had decided to attend a community college several cities away from the one I grew up in, not only that I had also taken a gap year to save some money. I looked around at the other students in the class, the majority of them seemed to have come straight from high school and seemed younger than I was. Of course there were a few that seemed around my age, one specifically peaked my attention...

Mr. Williams projected an image up on the screen of our first assignment of the semester, it had paired up names and the thesis topic we each needed to present at the end of the next upcoming week. I could hear the audible groans coming from my fellow classmates, I simply lowered my head and hoped the person I would be paired up with wasn't an asshole.

"Now-now students, don't get so excited about this! I'll be ending class early so you can meet your partners and begin working on your assignment as soon as possible. This will go towards your final grade and will not be curved! Now get to it!" Mr. Williams left the projected image up for us to find our partners and headed to his office to work on his other classroom's paperwork. I walked up to the projector and searched for my name,

"Y/N... L/N..." I softly repeated to myself as I went through the list. Once I finally found my name I saw the name of my assigned partner, 'Jonathan Price'. With this I looked around the now busy and loud room, I scanned the area and searched for my partner. After a few quick scans, I was able to spot a tall guy with mutton chops and a large frame who seemed to be doing the same as I was. Our eyes met, it was brief but it was enough time to acknowledge each other and realize we had found one another, I waved at him and quickly made my way over to him. I walked through the large crowd of students as I made my way to his general location.

I stood in front of him taking in how incredibly tall he actually was, definitely over 6', not only that he was pretty muscular... I snapped out of my slight trance as I extended my hand out to him.

"Hi! I'm going to assume you're Jonathan Price?" I flash a kind smile at him as I hoped I hadn't mistaken him for another person. "Hello! I am in fact him! But please, Call me John. I'll assume you're Y/N? Its nice to finally have a face to the name!” He said as he reached for my hand to shake, his lips curve into a soft and gentle smile. His grip was strong around my hand, It reminded me of my father's handshake in a way or what I imagine it would feel like to get a handshake from Shaq. After a few moments he let go of the grip he had on my hand and stood in front of me awkwardly for a moment, I broke the silence between us by suggesting we head to the library to escape the noisy classroom and start on our thesis assignment. We walked alongside each other and reserved a study room for the two of us.

"I'm glad we got out of there, it felt like I had to yell for you to hear me. Anyways, We should start now so we don't procrastinate about it later!"

[whitchygaythem]

What do you do when your killer experiment keeps flirting with you?

"Day one fifty two of trials, and my latest tester has… still not come back. I will be conducting the trials with subject 23 today. Again." Shea clicked off the black tape recorder her lab gave all their researchers, and tucked it into the pocket of her white lab coat. She sighed and pulled her personal tape recorder from another pocket, a light gray device, with stickers all over it, from her niece.

 "I have to test Kit myself again today, I think she's doing it on purpose now. There's no way she's scared off twenty testers now. I might just start doing it full time… take full control over Kit's trials I mean. Since she likes scaring everyone else off." Shea trailed off, then yelped in surprise.

"She's messing with the guards again, I have to go, goodbye future me! This is me signing out!" She grabbed her tablet, tied her honey gold hair into two quick afro puffs and ran out to the entrance of "subject 23" room. The name her boss and colleagues used was "monitored living enclosure" but Shea always found that demeaning. 

Subject 23, or Kit, was messing around with the guards again and almost got shot. Again. She had grabbed one of them by the ankle and was dangling them in the air, laughing while the other shook and shakily aimed their gun at the giant woman.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Let's put that away please?" Shea gently pushed down the guard's gun. 

"23, please put down the new guy, GENTLY please" Kit grimaced and dropped the man next to his partner. They awkwardly shuffled out the white room as Shea stepped inside. 

"Heyyy Doc, couldn't find a replacement in time?" Kit grinned cheekily down at Shea, all her sharp teeth gleaming, contrasting against her night-dark skin, light blue eyes searing into Shea's body and long silver hair pouring down like water. 

"Nope, it's almost like they don't want to work with you when you keep giving them heart attacks." Shea quipped back, glad her honey brown skin didn't show when she blushed. Kit groaned and flopped onto her back dramatically, shaking the room around her. 

"That was one time Doc! Are you ever gonna let me live that down?" Shea laughed as she walked up and sat next to Kit's face, leaning against her cheek. "Nope, never ever"

Kit groaned even louder than before, getting a loud snorting laugh from Shea.

"Ok, ok. Any changes in mood?" 

"Nope"

"Any homicidal urges"

"Double nope"

"Great, any mouth pain?"

"Noooppe, I'm all good. Can we get to the good part?" Kit turned her head and licked Shea's back, before hissing at the plastic taste of her lab coat. Shea rolled her eyes as Kit sat up and sat criss-crossed. 

"Not yet, I gotta measure your mouth again this week." Kit gave her a pleading look 

"Please? I'm really hungry, and you look tired… cmon Doc!" Shea thought. She was tired…

"No, no Kit, I have to get this down" kit drooped like a sad puppy. " But what if I just do your teeth and I can just copy your tounge data from last week, how about that?"

Kit immediately perked up, scooping Shea up in one hand and leaning back on the other. She leisurely opened her mouth, lowering Shea onto her tongue. She slid a bit farther back, before snapping a picture of Kit's teeth.��

"Alright I'm done" Shea giggled as Kit hummed in appreciation all around her. She did need sleep. 

Kit slowly shut her mouth, closing Shea away from the world. She was gently pressed, prodded and licked by Kit, before finally being sucked down into her stomach. 

"All digestive tract- looks great" Shea yawned in the middle of her sentence. She turned off her recorder, settling in for a nap with her favorite experiment.

[ashleycatchemm]

1-16: We’re Not Gonna Take It

Part 16 of ??

Parings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: We’re Not Gonna Take It (Twisted Sister)

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Flynn, Julie and I all somehow made it past the security gate and to the devils fortress, as I like to call it. Making our way down the steps, Julie lead the way, stopping at the bottom to take a look around. "You know maybe I should just go." I stated, already wanting to leave, only for Julie to grab my arm while saying "Come on" dragging me over to the door with her. Flynn ended up tripping but caught herself and told us to keep going as she caught up behind us.

Julie rung the doorbell, my eyes sat on the ground in front of me as I shifted on my feet, not wanting to be anywhere near Carrie. Julie leaned over to look through the window only to quickly stand back in front of the door as Carrie opened it. "Heyyy" Flynn and Julie said at the same time as the door opened. I looked up at Carrie but overall stayed quiet "What are you three doing here? How'd you get over the security gate?" She asked, only for Julie to let out a nervous chuckle while stating "Teamwork!" She then looked at her hands as she asked "Do you have a Band-Aid? The barbed wire's new." Carrie placed a hand on her hip in annoyance "What do you want?" She asked, wanting to get straight to the point to get us out of there.

Flynn somehow made up an excuse on the spot "Uh...Just thought you should know that Julie and (Y/n)'s band is playing at the dance tonight." She let out a nervous chuckle as Julie chimed in "Now you know." The two of them smiled awkwardly only for Carrie to say "You two are acting weirder than the girl standing next to you." I glared at her as she sent me a forced smile, not wanting any of us to be there. I took a step forward, ready to throw a punch at her, only for Julie to put her arm out, keeping me from moving any closer.

"Probably because we're thirsty."

Julie stated a nervous smile on her face as Flynn stated "Yeah." In agreement only for Julie to continue "Can we come in, for a glass of water?" Carrie rolled her eyes letting out an "ugh" of annoyance, but ultimately giving in to the idea"Fine, if it'll make you leave faster." I let out a small huff in anger, as Flynn and Julie let out small sighs of relief. Carrie moved aside, letting the three of us walk in, only for her to quickly stop us "Don't break anything." Letting go of the door, she gave another roll of her eyes before marching off.

Flynn and I looked at Julie, knowing she knew this place best, only for her to point in front of us, towards the living room. The three of us walked off, again following Julie "Careful!" She told Flynn as she almost tripped once again. Looking around, I couldn't see the guys anywhere, what did grab my attention was the blond teenage boy sitting on the couch. My eyes grew wide in surprise as Julie stopped in front of the TV "Where are you?" She wondered out loud, only for Nick to respond confused"I'm... I'm right here." Thinking that we were looking for him.

Julie and Flynn slowly turned around as I awkwardly sent him a smile, having never talked or interacted with Nick what so ever. Julie and Flynn let out awkward laughs as Julie came up with something on the spot "Nick!" She pointed at Nick, her attention was quick to turn towards the two of us "Look, guys, it's Nick!" Nick let out a small chuckle as he placed his phone down on a pillow. My gaze instantly went to Julie, knowing that she was gonna get all nervous and start throwing up words.

'Oh lord. Here we go.'

I thought as Julie continued to speak "Nickster, Nicky-poo, Nick-a-licious." I nudged her to stop her from saying anything else embarrassing, she leaned over to whisper a quiet "Thank you." To me, I just nodded my head in response as Flynn quickly started talking to Nick, grabbing mine and Julie's attention. "Hey! Glad you're here, Nicky-poo" Julie widened her eyes at the nickname, causing her to stare down Flynn. Flynn turned towards the two of us as she gestured to us continuing her explanation "We wanted to tell you" she looked back at Nick "That their band is playing at the dance." Nick nodded his head and sat up.

He pointed at Flynn as he stated "Oh yeah. No. I...I saw your post." The voice of the girl I hate more than anything, brought all of our attention on her "These girls bothering you babe?" Carrie asked holding two glasses of water in her hands as her eyes shifted between us and Nick. He was quick to explain to her what was going on "Nope, just telling us about the dance tonight." Carrie made her way over to the three of us.

"Right. (Y/n) and Julies hologram band are playing."

Carrie stated with a fake smile as she handed Julie and Flynn the glasses of water. I was quick to question my glass of water which she seemed to have forgotten on purpose "I think you forgot a glass." Carries attention was now on me as she feigned surprise "Oh, I must have forgotten about you."A fake smile graced her lips as she continued "Just like everyone else does." I sent her a glare, my fists clenching at my sides.

I opened my mouth to say something only for Carrie to wave a hand in my face as if my statement wouldn't matter. Carrie changed the conversation, wanting to know more about the 'holograms' "Anyway, (Y/n). How'd you learn how to do all that hologram stuff anyways?" I crossed my arms across my chest as I watched her turn and walk back towards nick. A smirk graced my lips, I quickly responded without giving a second though about what I was going to say "The same way you learned your makeup routine. Only difference is I can do mine better." Carrie stopped in front of Nick sending a glare back at me.

I wore a smug look on my face, knowing that I hit Carrie where it hurts. She looked like she was about to say something, only for her boyfriend to speak up "Uh....What do...What do you say, babe?" Carrie looked down at Nick before sitting next to him "Sure." She stared me down, crossing her arms in front of her chest, a small smirk sitting on her lips "Let's check out the hologram show." Nick held a smile on his face as he looked over at the three of us.

"Great. Um... I'll make sure all my buddies are there."

Carrie looked over as Nick, a wide smile on her face as she stated overly excited "Oooh! How exciting!" Turning her head back to face us she stated in a serious tone "That's a lot of people staring at you." My smirk dropped but I held a serious look on my face "I think we can handle it." Julie cleared her throat while looking down at her glass. Carrie joyfully asked "You girls remember where the door is, right?" Julie said a quick "Yeah." While leaning over, only for her to spill her water on the floor.

I let out a small chuckle at that, as did Nick. Julie was quick to say "Oh my gosh. I am so sorry!" Carrie was about to get up to get something to clean it up all while rolling her eyes. Julie stuck out a hand while saying "No, no, no, no." Causing Carrie to stop Julie continued "I know where the towels are." A smile sat on her lips as we watched Carrie lean back against Nick. "Me and (Y/n) will get it." She stated, handing her glass to Flynn.

I stared at Julie confused, only for her to grab my arm and drag me away with her. Flynn stated "She knows" all while spilling the other glass. Flynn chuckled a little "Here I go." She stated and started talking to them none stop to distract the two. Julie and I quietly made our way up the stairs Julie whisper shouted "Guys!" In an aggravated tone. Only to continue with "For your sake you better not be up here." I let out a sigh in annoyance as we made it to the top "I'm going to give the three of them hell when I find them." I whispered to Julie and she nodded her head, fully supporting the idea.

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Julie and I went back downstairs and manage to see them outside through the glass window so we headed out there. I was the first to reach the boys, an angry look on my face "Have you three lost your minds?!" The smiles dropped off of their faces as the three of them stared at me, Luke tried to make an argument for them as he stated "Okay, you'd do the exact same if he stole all your songs." I shook my head in anger before responding "No. because what you're doing might seem funny at first as 'pay back' but it eventually leads to wanting more. As in death. You'll eventually end up killing him and his family in cold blood. And I won't let that happen." I glared at the three boys in front of me who stood there shocked.

Julie gently placed a hand on my shoulder stepping in front of me. I closed my eyes, fists clenched at my sides, feeling the magic around my hands. 'I have to calm down.' I knew that if I continued down this road I'd eventually use my magic and possibly hurt someone, considering the fact that I won't be in control of it. Julies voice could be heard "You guys have to listen to (Y/n). Don't go down this road. The best way to get back at Trevor is for this band to do great." I opened my eyes while staring at the ground in front of me, trying desperately to real in my anger. Julie continued "And to do great, we have to play at dances, then clubs." I looked up at the guys only to see Luke step forward.

"And tours. I know."

My eyes drifted from Luke to Reggie, who was already staring me down with his enchanting green eyes. I didn't even realize that he was getting closer to me, until he engulfed me in a hug. There was no doubt in my mind that something was causing him to do this, but at the moment I just didn't care, because as Reggie rested his chin on top of my head, I could feel myself quickly calming down as a whole other feeling took over. I was quick to hug him back, laying my forehead against his chest. Leaning back to look down at me he asked "Better?" A smile graced my lips as I replied "Much." A small smile appeared on his face, only for him to clear his throat and pull away from me, realizing that the others were staring.

An embarrassed blush coated both of our cheeks as we both stepped a little ways away from each other. A pain went through my chest as I separated from him, but I paid no mind to it as Julie shook her head and stated "I'll see you guys at the school. We go on at nine. Please don't be late. There's gonna be a lot of people there." Alex nodded his head in understanding "We got it alright? Don't worry."Julie sighed before saying "Come on (Y/n)." I nodded my head and was quick to follow after Julie, but not before taking one last glance at Reggie over my shoulder, who just so happened to be staring right back at me. 'Maybe things could work between us?' Letting out a small huff, I shook my head 'Who the hell am I kidding? This can never be a thing.' I thought as a pain settled itself in my chest, I walked out the door in front of me.

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[persefolli]

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚆𝚌: 𝟸𝚔

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

You were a quiet and concealed type of girl. Not very special at that. Both of your parents were very much alive and well, you also were one of the best ranked fighters among Annie and Mikasa. You had beautiful h/L, h/c hair and a beautiful I/B/S.  You mainly hung out by yourself but occasionally took part in bickering with Connie and Sasha once you got lonely. You were often asked: "Why did you join the scouts?"

Apparently you had to go through a traumatic experience in order to join the scouts. 

As you were training and fighting one on one with other Cadets you felt a pair of eyes on you. You looked around but couldn't pinpoint exactly who was looking at you. This distraction caused your partner to THINK that they had an opening but you quickly swooped to the side, grabbed their outstretched arm, and quickly turned and pushed them on the ground with their arm behind their back. 

"I-I quit Y/N!"

You let your partner's arm go and dusted off your hands.

"That hurted!" He got angry. That was the point. "Don't train with me again."

"Don't join the scouts if you can't handle a bit of pain." You retaliated.

"She's amazing."

"We know." Connie and Sasha groaned. "Don't make it seem like that." Connie and Sasha looked at each other and snickered. "Okay Jean." Connie said.

---

You sat alone in the dining hall and watched the people around you goof off and play around. You decided it would be best to get some fresh air. As you walked by a certain group of boys you saw one boy staring at you. You side eyed him and looked down uncomfortably. What the hell. 

"E-Excuse me."

You stopped and turned around to see a tall guy with an undercut and he happened to be fiddling with his fingers. "I like your hair." He said awkwardly and stood smirking.

"Thank you." You walked off and heard the group of boys laughing. 

"Good one Jean bo- OW!"

"SHUT UP SUICIDAL MANIAC!"

"OH BRING IT ON HORSEFACE!"

As you walked outside you heard the dining hall become loud and livelier with excitement.

Later on you walked to the sleeping quarters to find a particular two toned hair guy waiting outside your door. He seemed to be practicing breathing techniques and was very fidgety. "What."

At your voice he jumped and puffed his chest up in a way. "Heyyy Y/N."

You raised one of your eyebrows and crossed your arms, "It's late you know." You started to tap your foot and shake your head. "I know of course! Who needs sleep these days." He chuckled, "Not funny." He said and looked down in 'shame'. You know full and well that Jean was acting strange. He wasn't being AS cocky as he usually would be.

"I need a partner for tomorrow's gear training."

You stopped tapping your foot and raised both your eyebrows in surprise. Jean. Asking for help?

"Uhm. Sure." You pushed passed him and unlocked your room door. He stood there with a wide grin on his face. "Jean. Goodnight." You closed the door in his face and started to undress, preparing for your night's rest.

---

"HIIIIIIIYAH!" Jean screamed as he sliced through the sandbag on the nape of the imitation titan.

"NOT DEEP ENOUGH!" You yelled, rolling and landing on the ground.

"CRAP!" Jean landed down as well. "You're not weak. You just need to find a technique that will help you slice more efficiently." You encouraged.  You watched a pink tint glaze over his nose and cheeks as you rooted him on. 

"Yeah. Maybe," He said bluntly and turned around. "I think i'm going to...take a break."

You could tell he looked down as he walked further off into the forest. 

Time passed. You took no breaks. Whether it was practicing punches on the tree barks, practicing gear maneuvers or jogging around. As it got later, you got worried. Jean hasn't come back to practice any more or to eat. You started walking down the same path he did in order to find him. As you walked you heard a faint echo or humming. You started to sprint towards the humming as it got louder and louder.

"JEAN!" You tripped and watched him jump up and drop what looked like a book and a pencil. "Y/N! What's wrong? Falling for me already?" He chuckled and walked over to help you up. You grumbled and pushed him away. "I was worried. Not falling in love."

Jean rolled his eyes and plastered that cocky smirk across his face once again. "I never said anything about love, you did." You rolled your eyes and looked over at the sketchbook that he was so enamored in. "Whatcha drawing?" You grabbed his sketchbook and watched him panic.

"Y/N! Don't!"

When you opened up the book to the last possible place he was sketching in your jaw dropped. "I-its me?!" You could tell he got very sad immediately. Most likely was too flustered to say anything.

"Oh Jean..."

"I don't need your pity! I can handle it. Hit me!" Jean started to get defensive. "Jean," You closed the sketch book and looked up at him. "You....that explains why you've been bothering me so much lately. Isn't it?"

Jean bit his lip, placed his hands on his hips and looked around. "Fucking amazing huh?" 

"Jean dont-"

"I'm just so angry Y/N," He balled his fists up, "Why didn't you ever notice me huh, everyone treats you like SHIT. Why can't you understand that I am completely in LOVE with you?!" You immediately dropped your jaw and looked shocked.  You could see that he was taken aback from what he said as well. "Y/N....just....please...I can't embarrass myself in front of you any longer." He softly grabbed the sketch book from your hands and started to walk away, deeper into the forest. "You know little Levi won't like us being gone for so long."

No reply.

"That's a lot of cleaning we're gonna have to do..."

Still no reply.

"Jean boyyyyyyy..." You said in a high pitched voice. That is what stopped him in his tracks. "You heard that?" You nodded and approached him. "I think it's a cute name." You said.

He sighed and smiled cockily again. "I shouldn't have snapped at you...it was very...unlike me."

"You think?" He looked down and grabbed your hands. "Listen Y/N-"

"JEAN HUSH!" You covered his mouth and listened to rustling in the distance. You two heard a big whistle and you stood to see MP officers standing holding dogs on leashes. 

"We have been looking everywhere for you two."

---

You wiped the sweat off your head and looked around at the crowd of people waiting for the send off. "Are you ready Y/N." You looked to the side to see Armin adjusting his belt. "Of course."

"I suggest you get behind us and let us do the work. We wouldn't want you getting snatched up by a titan." Reiner said. You grumbled and decided to ignore his snarky comment. You weren't sure why people didn't think you could take care of yourself. 

Jean had been quiet ever since you found out about his small crush for you. You two weren't necessarily avoiding each other....maybe it's the fact that both of you didn't know what to do next.

Erwin yelled, the expedition commenced. The scouts broke out into groups. Although you wouldn't admit it, you were happy to be stuck with the smartest, the warrior, and the cockiest men you knew.

Two scouts alone were traveling behind you guys and you heard yelling. "ARMIN WHAT IS THAT THING?" All four of you turned around to see a female titan, built and fit, running at full speed towards you guys. 

You watched in horror as the female titan squished and stomped on your two comrades almost immediately. "Jean we're gonna die!" You heaved and panicked. It wasn't like you to seem to give up this easily but there was no way you all were gonna make it out of this. "DON'T SAY THAT!" Jean yelled. He then rode closer to you, hooking the horses harnesses together. "Jean what are you doing?!"  He looked up at you and smirked. 

"JEAN NO!"

Dear Y/N,

I must be in my room moping or training if you're reading this. I'll get straight to the point. I don't mean to be creepy or anything. It gives me life...purpose to see you in all your glory. I feel a connection to you...we may not have been shunned in our lives, seen death with our own eyes, but I think we are still special. We can still be like everyone else, no. Better than everyone else. I don't know. Back the other day....I had a strong urge to kiss you. I could never find a time to get you alone to tell you any of this. I'm sacrificing sleep thinking about you. I've never felt this way before. I sort of hate you  for making me feel this way. I don't hate you! I'm terrible at writing letters I know. But please, after our expedition come see me. I want to see you. 

-Jean

[echo-three-one]

Whatever It Takes

While Soap, France and the two hostages try to recover, Gary stands by for action. It's a waiting game before they make their next move. Can Gary's lungs handle the training?

Previous Chapter : Reunited

Chapter 6 to another story made by Ray (echo-three-one) Comments and Reviews appreciated! I hope you enjoy! Love you all ❤️

A Walk to Remember

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

Task Force 141

Task Force 141 - Briefing Room

Gary was able to share his raccoon story, but he wasn't contented. He actually wanted a certain someone to listen to it. He wanted to see her smile. He knew their time together was short but he grew curious about the blonde girl. He felt concern, almost guilty that he triggered her massive headache. He wanted to apologize, but since then she's still unconscious. Guess he'll have to wait.

"The concern is that Augustus' squad had been forcibly and convincingly recruiting troops from a local border militia and informants reported that they have siezed their small village camp." The caterpillar-moustached general briefed, gaining murmurs from the rest of the squad.

"We'll be sending Alex tomorrow to negotiate with the squad and if he's successful. We could formally assist them and take back their base, crippling Augustus forces. Gathering intel on the village is a bonus." he added, making everyone else nod. Gary looked determined to help out, and for now all he could to is to train more and have faith in Alex's skills.

"That's odd." Ghost nudged from beside him.

"Yeah?" he replied quickly.

"I know that face… Something's bothering the bug. Come on. Spill." he whispered. Ghost may look cold and distant at one glance but he tries hard to show concern, especially for Roach, who has been there to absorb his problems ever since they met.

"It's the mission." Gary lied and he was not convincing at that.

"Sod off mate. I can tell you're lying. Is it the girl? It's always about the girl." he teased. Gary found himself speechless as he puffed his cheeks.

"Yeah. We'll you're bothered about France too. And threatened about how close they are with Soap." he whispered, Ghost fell silent and stopped bugging him. Gary wanted to quickly apologize for hitting a nerve, but he turned his focus to Shepherd.

"That's about all of it for today. I want all available squad members at the training areas now. We're not going to let that same blunder happen again." he scolded as everyone silently left. Ghost walked behind Gary, his quiet demeanor was normal but somewhat odd.

"You think she's interested in him? They used to fight a lot." he muttered and Gary turned to him.

"Look mate, I have no idea what's going on around them. They just met, and I'm no love doctor but if you're really into her then take small steps. Get to know her, talk to her, those kind of things. Then you'll finally get the answer you're looking for." Roach advised and Ghost actually showed agreement by nodding as they continue to the training room.

Task Force 141 - Jogging Oval

THE NEXT DAY

It's the fourth time that Roach lost to Ghost on a one lap sprint. A sign that he still has a lot of lung endurance exercises to do and he's still a long way to go to master holding a sniper rifle. He looked down, hands on his knees and sweat dropped from his forehead as he panted heavily.

"Roach! You okay?" a familiar scottish voice called from nearby. He looked and saw Samantha, Maxine, France and Soap together early in the morning. Samantha was pushing Maxine's wheelchair while France pushed Soap's. It looked like he still can't get up properly yet and might not make it on the next mission. His eyes now turned to Maxine who was looking at Samantha, laughing at something. Her smile brought happiness to Roach's face and he felt like he could run another lap.

"I'm fine." Gary replied with a thumbs up, jogging toward them, taking France's spot.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Oh. Nowhere. The nurse said we could use a little sunshine." Soap replied and the rest of them nodded. Maxine turned to Gary and smiled.

"You. You helped me back there. Eased the pain from the sprain. What's your name?" she asked. Gary took the time to let her voice fill his mind.

"Gary." he replied.

"Thank you Gary." she smiled and turned back to Samantha, resuming their conversation. France quickly nudged him to which he winced in pain.

"Whatever you're thinking, it goes through me first. I'm her sister after all." she warned, Gary pretended to look confused but there was no use hiding to a woman. They could sense intentions a mile away. 

"Does she um… remember you?" Gary asked. France's face shifted from threatening to sad.

"Not really." She sighed. "But she will recover and recognize me someday." 

"What happened to his leg? Hey hey Is that Alex?! Samantha it's Alex! Heyyy Pretty boy! Over here!" Maxine excitedly called him. He was walking to the hangar with his backpack and gym bag, looking focused. Everyone else were confused as to how Maxine knew Alex and Gary started to feel odd about it.

"Hey… um… you." Alex greeted awkwardly, smiling at the group.

"Alex. This is Samantha over here. I remember you looking for him at the bar. You know, a childhood friend you want to reconnect with?" She excitedly winked as he looked at Samantha. Gary could sense a little something going on between the two.

"Max, I don't know no Alex from my childhood…" Samantha muttered and Maxine frowned. This wasn't the kind of reunion she expected. It was a shame that that was the last thing she could remember.

"Yeah. I think you may have mistaken me or something. But I did look for her, returned a pendant she dropped back then." Alex replied and ran back to the airstrip.

"I swear I remember him correctly. I know full well which memories hurt me." Maxine whispered to herself as Samantha rubbed her back.

"He does look familiar. But then again I saw him back then and mistook him as a stalker. I mean, look at those tattooes. Turns out he's just there to return my pendant. It's a huge coincidence he works here though. Like one in a million." she mused as they quietly watched him walk away.

Gary started pushing Soap and the rest followed. He was happy Maxine's all peppy and well, but he can't help but feel jealous about the way she reacted upon seeing Alex. He wished she'd do the same for him. But who was he for her? Nothing but a random stranger.

"Huh?" Maxine asked and Samantha just nodded, making her quiet and realize things. Soap looked at Roach and they just exchanged weird glances and shrugged. Mentally noting that they'll have to talk to Alex about this after the mission.

~

"So, any new news?" Ghost stood by Gary as he gulped down a bottle of water.

"Not really. Except from the fact that Maxine claims to know Alex and Samantha knows Alex. And also Maxine is Francine's sister?!" Gary exhaled leaving Ghost in a momentary confusion.

"Wai.wai wait.. For real?!" he asked. Gary downed another bottle and nodded.

"Yeah. When briefing told us Alex was somehow connected, he was actually all over the place. I want answers from him." 

"Yeah. So where is he?" 

"He's already on his way back to Germany. Let's hope he convinces a whole army to help us out." Gary wondered as Ghost nudged him back to the gym. 

"Let's train that lungs of yours again."

All Gary could do was groan in  frustration as he followed Ghost to the gym.

"Man, Nero's a mysterious guy huh. Did you know Alex helped catch the CIA Mole he's working with. The one that supplied him the serum that's behind all of this." Gary overheard two random soldiers at the gym discuss. He couldn't help but stop whatever he was doing and asked them for more details.

"They already publicized the report on the website. They're actually desperate for any Nero-like activity to report to them immediately." one of them informed, Gary turned to Ghost and they both nodded, quickly running to the Base's library.

"Here it is. Alex's report." Gary muttered as Ghost peeked beside him, they slowly scrolled across pages of information written by Alex himself. He didn't hide anything from them, except from thr fact that they're after her because she had memories of an IP Address. Then further through the report they concluded that they weren't successful in extracting it. Then at the end of the file was a footnote, regarding Samantha's state. It read:

Due to a special favor promised by Samantha's father, he has authorize to apply an MK Ultra procedure to her, whose main intention is to Alter her memories of the IP Address along with the events that happened prior to kidnapping.

"So that's why she didn't know Alex." Gary realized.

"Hence the responses earlier." Ghost added.

"Maxine wasn't mentioned in this footnote this means her memories weren't rewritten." Gary spleculated. Ghost scratched his head in confusion.

"This whole thing is nuts." Was all Ghost could say.

Task Force 141 - Quarters

2000H

"Same routine tommorow, okay?" Ghost grinned and it made Gary groan.

"Fine. My lungs are going to hate you for eternity, Simon." he complained and the trainer just chuckled.

"We didn't have the chance to talk to Soap today. He surely has a lot of new information about the two." 

"Nah. More like more information on France." Ghost retorted fake chuckling.

"If he's ever in the competition, I can judge that he's one step ahead." Gary remarked, attempting to tease Ghost who was already leaning away from him.

"Rest up, Bug. Another big day tomorrow." he muttered, almost angry.

"Yeah. Big day."

Next Chapter : Just Like Old Times

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Part 31: Heyyy

"And honestly, have you gone completely insane!? Cuz it sure seems like it! So why the hell did you do that!? C'mon, answer me!"

Time didn't answer. He just looked down at the floor. Then, he looked up at Twilight.

The expression on his face was... well, melancholy.

It almost made Twilight feel sad.

Time gently pushed Twilight out of the room and quietly shut the door. Twilight stood outside Time's room for a minute or two, confused.

He heard a soft thump sound, like Time had heavily sat on his bed. Then the rustling of blankets. Then muffled crying.

Twilight stared at the door for a moment longer, then turned and went back downstairs.

He realized that everyone was surrounding Wild, who was still on the couch. He looked quite uneasy.

"Uh, guys? I think Wild wants to be left alone."

Everyone awkwardly dispersed and went off to do something else.

But instead relaxing, Wild just tensed up more and moved away from Twilight.

"Wild? Is something wrong?"

Wild shook his head vigorously. "No, no. I'm fine. Please don't kill me."

"What? Why would I kill you?"

"You and Time. You're both killers. Murderers. You want to kill me. Please don't."

"What are you talking about?"

Twilight walked over to Wild, who moved up onto the arm of the couch.

"Don't get any closer."

Twilight stopped. "Why are you so afraid of me?"

"Because you're going to kill me. And I don't want you to kill me. Obviously."

"Yeah, but why? Why are you so convinced that I'm going to kill you?"

"Because you stabbed Time and Time tried to kill me."

"What!? I never stabbed Time! It was that creepy kid!"

"Which doesn't exist."

"Yes, it does! Time even says it is!"

"Because he also wants to kill me."

"Why would I stab him if we were working together!?"

"Because you want me to think you don't like each other."

"Then why would I say that creepy kid exists!?"

"Because you don't want the others to know."

"Wh- this is so stupid, Wild. Are you okay? Did Time hurt you badly or something?"

Wild looked around frantically. Then he looked at Twilight. Then behind Twilight. Twilight followed his gaze and saw his crutches lying on the ground at the other side of the couch.

Wild looked back up at Twilight.

He stood up and stumbled, but he quickly found his balance. He walked over to the door to the garage as quickly as he could and grabbed the keys to Time's truck.

He opened the door and slipped out, making direct eye contact with Twilight.

A minute later, Twilight heard the sound of the truck starting up and leaving.

Welp.

Today was going great.

○》●《○

Several hours had gone by, and Time was still up in his room and Wild hadn't come back.

The garage door opened up, and Wild stumbled in.

Twilight looked over and smiled. "Wild! Good to see you."

"Heyyy." He waved to Twilight, smiling. It was a weird smile.

He staggered over to the dining table. He bumped into it and groaned. "Ugh..."

He looked up again and saw that Warrior was sitting across from him, reading.

Wild made finger guns at him. "Hey, Warrior," he slurred.

He looked around, still smiling that weird smile. "Sso, where's Time?"

"Still up in his room."

"And where's Wind?"

"Uhh... right there."

Wind smiled at Wild.

"Wind! I like you, you're cool."

"Um, thanks?"

Wild went to walk over to Wind, but stopped suddenly. "Frick."

"Wild? Are you okay?"

He looked up and smiled at Twilight. "Yeaahhh, juss had a few drinks s'all."

"Aren't you like, seventeen?"

"Yep."

"That's... not good."

"Nah, I feel great!"

Wild continued forward, immediately tripping over his own feet and face planting on the ground. He put up his arm and said, "I'm good!"

He got up on all fours, and after a moment, he stood up, swaying a little.

"Anyway, it was jus a couple."

Twilight laughed a little. "It doesn't really seem like it to me."

"How would you know? You weren't there."

"It still doesn't change the fact that you shouldn't be drinking in the first place."

"I'm fine. Been doing this for a year."

"Of course you have."

Twilight pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking. Then, he stood up and went upstairs.

He knocked on Time's door.

"Whaddya want?"

"Wild's drunk."

"Who is what now?"

"Wild's drunk."

"Isn't he seventeen?"

"That's exactly what I asked. And yes. Also, he took your truck. So you might want to check on it. I don't think he brought the keys back inside."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"I'm not. And you're the only one who's actually old enough to drink. So I think you should deal with this."

"He's the last person I want to be near right now. Figure it out yourself."

"I don't- fine. If you're gonna be like that."

Twilight went back downstairs to find Wild lying on the ground on his back. Wind was standing a good distance away, staring at him. Everyone else was kind of just watching him, too.

Twilight wasn't entirely sure what to do, either. How does one deal with a drunk person? He never had to do that. Nobody here had.

Time walked downstairs. He was a bit of a mess. He stopped in front of Wild.

"How many drinks have you had?"

Wild held up a hand with three fingers up. "Ten! I can't count my fingers!"

Time just looked at him for a moment, then said, "You know what, never mind."

He pulled Wild to his feet and took him upstairs. He then came back downstairs, filled a cup with water, then went back upstairs.

After a few minutes, he came back down amd went out into the garage.

Then, Time came back inside, looking annoyed.

"The truck's there. But he really messed it up. He must've ran into at least fifty different things. Also, the keys are locked inside. So that's just great. But hey, seems like he had a fun time."

More Paranoid! Yay! Wild should be in jail! He broke three different laws!! Woohoo!!! Kill me please!!!!