#his best friend is ALIVE and they're going to fix everything together and oh he must be cold 'let me grab my blanket i have in here'

[trcspasser]

i love that i read SO many jayvik fics about the divorce beginning with jayce being horrified at what viktor had done with the hexcore, only for it to turn out that jayce actually did not give a SINGLE fuck, didn't even flinch at the sight of his hand and leg, and was ecstatic when it ended up saving his life. i am absolutely obsessed

[luminousbeings-crudematter]

My best friend’s wedding...kind of (but GhostSoap)

let's say something makes them both retire. let's say they're tired after Las Almas, tired of the next threat, tired of the next big bad, tired of doing everything that is required from them, more than what's required of them. tired of bending over backwards to try to fix the world and it meaning absolutely nothing. so they leave. but, contrary to what people may have thought, they don't leave together.

oh, they stay in touch. well. they try. soap thinks about that time he was alone, kept alive by the sound of ghost's voice in his ear, and wonders if he's well and truly lost his chance. and ghost believes-no, ghost knows-that staying in his sweet, perfect johnny's life would only bring sadness to it. so they try to keep in touch, but after a while, they think about each other much much more often than they speak.

but everything changes at Captain Garrick's wedding. because it's not Kyle's beautiful bride that catches his eye. no soap can't staring at the man at Simon's side. he's beautiful, like Simon is, and most damning of all, when Simon looks at him, his eyes melt and soften. in turn, the mystery man's eyes dance with delight. they look like they live in a world of their own and it may be the two lovers who kiss, but it's soap who feels out of breath.

johnny finds out later who he is. Simon's lover. ex-military. gym trainer. kind and lovely and respectful and warm and perfect for Simon. Johnny is introduced to him by Kyle's blushing bride. not as a lover though. no, the man is Simon's fiancé. and somehow, despite Johnny's reasoning and pleading and begging, his heart is full for them both. despite what he feels (or maybe because of it) he realises that Simon loves this man. far be it from soap to get in the way. and as these things tend to go, it's only a few weeks later that the invitation arrives at his doorstep.

[uroborosymphony]

Every single piece of affection from Taiyang to Quinn is eaten up, devored by the Fang Queen. From his loving eyes and words to his lips meeting hers and then traveling down her neck. Her giggles are gentle - something almost shocking to witness to whoever has never seen Quinn in the arms of her King - well, nobody, truly as they are 1. always together, 2. constantly doing This. "If I was a little piece of poisonous sashimi, you'd still eat me right? Mmm what sauce will you dip me in?" Quinn questions in a seductive way, her index finger resting against his lips as she's still leaning into his embrace. Yes, they Are disgusting. Soon enough, a pair of cat ears is placed on top. Tai's words on how perfect she looks brings a wide feline smile draws on her lips while he runs his fingers through her hair. "Oh come on now, me as a cat girl? I bet I look stupid.' The queen speaks as - it is true, any cutesy items isn't truly her Quinn's type to wear. "You always say I'm perfect no whatter what I wear..." Quinn then adds, crossing her arms as if she is sulking on the statement - she's not, her smirkish smile shows up. "Say it again." She then adds, her fingers now mimicking claws, playing cats with him, still caught in this canoodlingly exchange. It is Yoona standing up who manages to make Quinn's head turn to the side to look at the secretary, after Quinn orders her to grab and wear the ugly ones. "I looove it Yoons. Come on do a spin, meow for me a little." The Queen then instructs watching Yonna do everything required. "HAAAH! You actually look both slutty and ridiculous, I like it." Quinn addresses to Yoona, gesturing her to do more as the boys seem to have a parallel conversation. Their dynamic of fun is based on that : Quinn giving orders and Yoona being in charge in amusing the Queen yet having a little fun with the runaway herself. "Can I wear the same ones as you? They're really cute on you..." Yoona would question to Quinn who immediatly shrugs a little at the request. "Mmm. Hold that pose and I will think about it." Before her attention returns to the boys who seem to now discuss The Butcher.

A smile draws as Kitty calls her Taiyang an angel. "I know." She speaks in a loving tone, cupping Taiyang's jawline looking straight into his eyes. "We wouldn't be where we are without my King and beloved. He built this home for us." Words the Queen means every single day she is alive, thankful for her love of her life and everything he did for them, for the club, for Kitty, too. "But we also wouldn't be here without your hardwork darling pumpkin. I believe this club is another one of the gang's achivements and with everything's we're going to accomplish with it, a new chapter is opening for us on the scene, and That, is thanks to You." Then adds Quinn, standing up from Taiyang's lap and falling in between them two down the couch. Her fingers then going to reach out for Kitty's cat ears, fixing the band properly on his head. Just like Taiyang, she couldn't be more proud of him. Often Quinn has been worried for Kitty, the event that lead him here, at the Black Cat wasn't as heartwarming but the type to get nightmares about. Kitty is strong, she believes yet as a concerned best friend, she never quite liked that boyfriend of his around him. "Not that we're going to invite that japanese maniac for tea but if you really want him to see all of This, don't worry, the glow of the money you're going to make is already all over your skin, you're shining." Speaks Quinn, finally says, her index finger tapping the cat ear in a gentle way. "Nooww... where are your pink blades?" A devlish smirk is pinched on the corner of her lips. "Cause we got some spiders to crush." She speaks before she turns to Taiyang again, biting her lower lip. "And I'm in the mood for crushing them, really reaaally hard and for Taiyang to say I'm a good girl when I do." She then adds, blowing a kiss to her King before she stands to address all the Gang. "Yesterday, these bugs thought it was a good idea to steal from us. HAH! That's right, little geniuses sent their best elements to come and break into the garage. Security was there to stop and beat the hell out of them but it's not enough now, is it? Their rat hole is just a block away from here, with aall their stupid little cars parked, just ready to get burned." The queen is circling to address all the members one by one, extended her hand for her servant to come and place between her hand : her bat ; red, with spikesy, perfectly suiting with her red revealing dress and exposed red flowers tattoos. A bat she's making spin before landing it on top of her shoulder, her free other hand on her waist before she stops right in the middle, facing everyone, an evilish smirk on her mouth. "Let's have some fun."

      for @velvetineblue and @hatesdogs

[bartletforamerica]

How the Bartlet Administration Reacts to COVID-19

Abbey: is not taking any chances. After losing the fight to get the President to retreat to the farm or Camp David, she gets him to agree to limit himself to the oval office and the residence, with as few in person meetings as possible. Even before they’ve pulled together a White House task force, she’s made sure that everything is being disinfected and that her entire schedule is either canceled or made virtual. Her staff is the first to be working from home (and oh boy does she scold if she finds out any of them did something she thinks is foolish), with most of the rest of the White House staff following shortly after. She makes it her mission to do PSAs on what people should be doing and even does a virtual Sesame Street collaboration to teach kids how to wash their hands.

Zoey: Is not super pleased to be stuck in the Residence 24/7. She’s doing classes from her bedroom, so yay to not having to get out of bed early, but she can tell people are super disappointed that her camera is set up so that she has only a blank wall behind her [it turns out the secret service is very touchy about where you take video calls]. She also gets officially hired and given a security clearance for the sole fact that she’s one of the only people allowed to be near her dad who is tech-literate. She ends up doing some of her reading on the couch in his office so that she's on hand for when he's supposed to be skyping with the senior staff and can't figure out what link to click. She spends a lot of time worrying about Ellie, who helping do research about the virus, and texting her friends.

The President: is not happy to be closed up away from people. He also thinks that Abbey is overreacting where he's concerned. He misses actually getting to be around the younger staff. He and Zoey do a cooking from home video at C.J.'s suggestion, so that the country can see he's alive and to encourage people to not go out. They make chili and fight over whether it needs more cumin or oregano while Abbey records it and pipes in from behind the camera. The country is treated to a history of chili and a diplomatic incident nearly happens because apparently Mexicans deny having any association with it, even though most food historians say it has Mexican roots. The flaming debate doesn't stop a second episode at Thanksgiving where the country is treated to the history of the yam and all the secret spices that go into the President's stuffing. A large portion of the country gives him flack for putting Oysters in his stuffing. [In a small bedroom in an Illinois apartment a woman finally figures out why Joe Bethersonsen sounded so familiar.]

Leo: moved into the Residence because there was no way he was going to talk the President off ledges via skype for however long this lasted. He can only do so much. Zoey helps him learn to use Skype and he finds himself missing Margaret desperately even when he spends most of the day with a computer dedicated to having her on Skype so he can turn to it and ask her questions. She insists he get exercise and eat healthy (something he thinks she’s collaborating with the first lady on behind his back—they say very similar things much of the time). He skypes with Mallory on Sunday mornings over breakfast in his room and they pretend they’re at a hotel having a fancy brunch.

Charlie: is not particularly happy. He got sent home with everyone else because he’s not particularly necessary to have on hand if the president isn’t going anywhere. He’s still getting paid and he does do some work (the most important bit being hanging out on the phone with the president so he can ramble about history so Zoey can get her own reading done, Leo can browbeat the staff, and the first lady can do her own job) but he’s been ordered by the president and first lady to focus on getting extra school done while he can.

Donna: started freaking out the first day there was a rumor of a new disease in China. Then the White House shut down and even senior staff got sent home unless they absolutely needed to be in the building (basically just C.J. and some of her staff). And her roommate (not the one she'd really liked, who had a cat, but one she hopes is only temporary) works for a GOP congressman who thinks the whole thing is a hoax and bans masks in his office, so Donna is not at all happy and spends time she should be working cleaning things her roommate touches and that's sixty percent of how she ends up living with Josh.

Josh: is struggling with not being allowed to leave the house on pain of the first lady taking him to task (something about his lungs and the bullet). Even when he was putting his nose to the grindstone to make it through college and law school, he liked being around people while he studied, so he was usually in the library or a cafe rather than his room. He works best when he can bounce ideas off people and take in new ideas. When he was grounded after surgery it absolutely sucked and that was why he drove everyone crazy calling them all the time. Yeah he was bored, but he was also lonely. Plus he's not the best with technology. He very nearly went on national tv with his boxers showing, if not for Donna skyping him beforehand and making sure he fixed the camera. Between needing not to be alone and needing his assistant to be able to actually help him, the invite for Donna to stay with him slips out when she's complaining about her roommate. She shows up two hours later with two suitcases of clothes and two suitcases with pasta, toilet paper, and flour.

Donna and Josh: are handling the pandemic much better now that they're together. Josh can bounce ideas off Donna without it tying up his phone line. And she can listen in on his calls to the various members of congress about the stimulus package that they're working on. It's an even better look at Josh's job than she had before, and while it makes some of her work harder to focus on, she feels like she understands some things better than she ever has before. Josh even starts listening to her about how to sway certain congressmembers to their side. When they're not working, Donna forces Josh to cook with her so they're not entirely subsisting on delivery. They tried making bread and managed to spill half a bag of flour on the floor in the process but they ate all of it, even though it tasted pretty bland. Josh finally got Donna into baseball when it came back. Toby spit out his beer when he was on speakerphone with them and he heard Donna accurately yelling at the Mets for screwing up. Donna wears Josh's clothes more than her own, since she doesn't have to be on camera most of the time. They're platonically sharing a bed because they haven't found a convertible sofa for his living room that they like, they say, and it doesn't make sense for one of them to sleep on the couch, which they say has a spring that makes it uncomfortable to sleep on, even though Donna lounges on it all day with no problem. They are absolutely not dating and so they tell all their friends.

C.J.: spends five minutes laughing every time she gets off the phone with Josh or Donna. She loves her friends but god they're so completely in denial. It does, however, give her a much needed break. Her job has always involved a lot of people and knowing what venue to meet them in to ensure that she gets or passes on the information she needs. COVID protocols mean no more one-on-one meetings with journalists in her office, no more gaggles following her through the halls. The press corps were not happy when they moved all briefings outside and insisted on face masks and shields in addition to everyone sitting six feet apart. She gets asked about the president's health at least once a day and they start doing weekly waving from the balconies just so the press corps can get footage of him, healthy and shouting down to Danny and some of the others. Someone makes a cartoon of the president in the tower, with Abbey as his dragon keeper and though no one is willing to justify a cartoon with a comment, privately C.J. thinks it's accurate. She's always admired Abbey's fierce protectiveness of her family, even when she doesn't agree with every way it expresses itself or when it interferes with C.J.'s job. She has to come up with new ways to push the White House agenda (keep the economy afloat, stay home, no, don't listen to the GOP governors or those running for the primary, those ideas are not good, go the fuck home and stop having parties) and while some work, others bomb. It would help if everyone would stay on message and not screw up.

Sam: would like to make it clear that he did not know how many people would be at that gathering. He thought he was going for an outdoor meal with just a few old friends who could help raise money for the democratic party, not a fifty-person birthday party. The media fallout nearly gets him fired. Instead he gets yelled at by C.J., then by the First Lady. Mallory even sends him a card about how stupid he was. He's pretty sure that having Donna around is the only reason that Josh hasn't made the same mistake by now. It had to have been a toss up as to which of the two of them would screw up. Sam just isn't lucky enough to have a Donna (Sam is very happy that Josh has a Donna, Sam just wants Josh to realize that he talks about Donna the same way most men talk about their wives, because it's really hard not to respond to "why do I put up with finding her hair clogging the shower drain" with "because you love her and can't live without her, stupid"). He instead has adopted a cat for company. It tries to scratch him every time he tries to pet it. Sam spends his days trying to find a way to say "fuck the economy until we've beaten the virus" in a way that is palatable to the American people while trying to remind Toby that they can't actually say that outright. This is not an easy task.

Toby: would like to tell most of the American public to shut up, stay indoors for two months, pretty much nobody excepted, and if you don't, then you get tossed out to sea. He's come within an inch of telling anti-mask people they deserve to get sick on the record and is strongly advocating that the federal government figure out a way to mandate that every person in the country, minus those with legitimate medical exceptions, get the vaccine as soon as possible. He is also about to get evicted because it turns out his neighbors do not appreciate having rubber balls bounced against the walls for hours on end. Apparently, the thud is rather annoying. He worries about everyone, though this is delivered brusquely. Out of everyone he's taking the new work from home situation the best. No one can pop in to distract him, or comment on his eating habits. And if he doesn't want to talk to someone, he can always turn his phone to silent and pretend not to have seen they called. He's not pleased the Yankees lost to the Rays (necessitating rooting for either the Dodgers or the Rays, one of which beat his team and the other which betrayed New York), but he can at least take solace in the fact that the Mets didn't even make the playoffs.

[itsadamcole]

alive

fem!reader x drew mcintyre

it’s Drew’s wedding day and reader has a secret ...

word count: 4.3k+

warnings: friends to lovers, cheating, smut, kinda angsty

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"You have to tell him today, Y/N," your best friend and former Raw Women's Champion Charlotte Flair says. "He's getting married. After today, he's gone."

You're putting on your red lipstick to match your red satin gown as you say, "Char, I love you, but he's my best friend. His happiness comes before anything, including my feelings."

Charlotte blinks at you and says, "You'll regret it."

You finish up your makeup and say, "I won't if it means that he's happy. If that's not with me, fine. I'd rather not tell him and stay friends, instead of telling him and losing my best friend."

The Queen stares at you and says, "You're missing an opportunity. He obviously cares for you and he wants you in his life, even after the drunken sex incident a few years ago."

You cringe at the thought of the drunk sex you had with him. You both were just signed to NXT and became instant friends. You always felt some kind of connection with Drew, and he felt the same way about you. One night, the night he won the NXT Championship at Takeover Brooklyn III, you both went out drinking. Both of you drank too much and you spilled how you felt.

Back then, it was a little crush. Now, about three and a half years later, you're in love with your best friend. He met his soon-to-be wife almost right after the drunk and sex-filled night you had with him, and he always gushed to you how in love he was with her and how he wants her in his life forever.

When he told you he was going to propose to her, that was the moment you decided to keep your feelings to yourself. He wanted to marry her, and you wouldn't get in the way of his happiness.

So, you let it go. His fiance asked you to be her maid of honor since you were Drew's closest female friend, and you said yes. You've grown close with Drew's fiance and she's an amazing person. They're cute together, and you won't ever get in the way of that.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Charlotte says. "You better have zoned out thinking of ways to tell Drew that you love him."

You sigh and finish getting ready before saying, "I am not telling Drew that I love him. That is not happening, Charlotte. His happiness means too much to me, and so does our friendship."

Frustrated, you leave the room. You wander around for a bit, and of course, you find yourself outside of Drew's room. You knock gently and you hear Drew say, "Come in."

So you open the door and walk inside, hiking up the dress a bit so you don't trip over it.

The dress is a red satin mermaid style gown. The dress is tight until it gets to your knees, where it flares out. You're wearing black heels under the dress because you couldn't find a pair of red heels that paired well with the dress.

Drew looks at you and says, "Wow, look at ya. I was with ya when ya bought the dress and ya still look beautiful."

Your face turns red and you eye up the Scottish man in front of you. He's already in his suit and his hair is in a neat ponytail on the back of his neck. "And you look handsome in that suit of yours," you say. "I've wondered what suit you got."

"It's not too much?" he asks. "I tried t'go with the traditional American suit but I think I overdid it."

You giggle and notice his tie is a little off so you walk over to him and say, "You need to work on your tie tying skills, McIntyre. It's crooked."

Drew laughs as you start to fix his tie. Even with heels on, he's still several inches taller than you and you have to reach up to fix his tie. You stand close to him and you can smell the cologne he's wearing. It's your favorite, but you've never told him. You haven't told him a lot of things.

The Scotsman says, "Yer face is red, Y/N."

Quickly, you say, "Must've added too much blush when doing my makeup." Your face is red because you definitely are standing a little too close to Drew.

After an eternity, you finally finish fixing his tie and you back away, admiring your work. You chefs kiss and say, "Perfect."

Drew laughs and says, "I don't know what I would do without ya, Y/N."

"You would be lost with crooked ties without me," you tease.

The taller man smiles at you and says, "I definitely would be walking around with crooked ties."

This is why you'll never tell him that you love him. You don't want to lose this. Missed opportunity? Oh well, you want Drew in your life and if omitting how you feel keeps him in your life then you will never tell him.

You almost admire the man standing in front of you. The dark color of the jacket and pants brings out his bright blue eyes. The jacket is a tight fit and the pants he's wearing hug his butt nicely. He has a little thing of white flowers attached to his jacket.

"Yer staring, Y/N," Drew says, bringing you back to reality. "And ya look like ya have something to say."

Quickly, you shake your head and say, "I don't have anything I want to say. I just wanted to come by and say hi and good luck today."

Drew says, "Yer face says otherwise. Ya can tell me, ya know. Nothing will change, Y/N."

You almost let your guard down and tell him but instead, you say, "Fine, you look handsome and I was caught a little off guard. Took me back to that night a lifetime ago."

His face softens and he asks, "The night I won the NXT Championship?" You nod in response. "That was one of my favorite nights since I moved over here a while ago."

Surprised, you mumble, "It was my favorite night ever."

"I wish we could've just had more than that one night," you admit.

Drew says, "I met my fiance a week later, Y/N. Trust me, that night between us was amazing, and I wouldn't change that for anything. I fell in love with my fiance almost immediately, and wanted to do everything for her."

You say, "I know, Drew. I'm just saying that I wish that we could have had more than one night together. It was never off the table for me."

He says, "It was for me. I got into a relationship I was happy in and I didn't want t'ruin that."

You begin to get upset and you say, "I get that, Drew. I wasn't going to ask you for sex while you were in a relationship. You were happy, and that's all I care about. I've put aside my feelings and did what I could to keep you happy. I said yes to being her maid of honor, I helped with every single detail because I know you so well. Everything I did over the past year was because I love you.”

Drew's jaw almost drops and your eyes widen when you realize that you let how you felt slipped.

"I'm about t'get married and ya lay this on me now?" he says, accent thick. You can't tell if he's angry or upset that you told him.

You sigh and say, "It doesn't have to mean anything, okay? I'll just leave you to finish getting ready and we can talk about this later. I'm sorry." You turn to walk away and feel tears prick your eyes.

As you walk to the door, you hear Drew say, "This doesn't mean nothing, Y/N. This means everything. I can't just ignore that ya just told me ya loved me."

"You can't do anything anyway," you sigh. "You're getting married today, in less than three hours. I'm sorry I even said anything. Just enjoy your day and we'll talk whenever you get a chance."

Drew says, "I have a chance t'talk t'ya right now, Y/N. Stop running away."

Your hand is on the doorknob and you say, "I'm not running away Drew. I'm walking away before I can embarrass myself even more."

The Scot says, "Yer just telling me how ya feel. That's not embarrassing, Y/N."

"It is when I'm telling my best friend on his wedding day that I love him," you sigh, voice shaky. "It's so embarrassing, especially when I have had so many chances before today to tell you how I felt."

There are footsteps behind you and you feel a presence behind you. "Why haven't ya told me?" Drew asks, voice a couple of octaves lower than it usually is.

You turn around and look up at Drew before you say, "You're my best friend, Drew. You were happy and I could never get in the middle of your happiness or stop you from being happy. I was scared that if I told you then you would leave because you make me feel alive. When I met you, I felt like I could breathe for the first time because I was so alone in an unfamilar until I met you. When we met on NXT, you had just come back and it was my first time in WWE. When we met and we became friends, I felt relieved that I made a friend. That's why I never told you because I was scared."

Drew's eyes are on your face and you stare up at him. You sigh and continue, "Then you met her, and I could tell you were happy. Truly happy. I became her maid of honor to make your day special. I planned my best friend's wedding, putting all feelings aside. I didn't want to ruin your day, which I'm pretty sure I already have."

The man in front of you is quiet for a few minutes and tension builds in the air. He reaches out and cups your face in his hands. They're rougher than they were all those years ago. "I think ya lied t'me when ya told me ya added too much blush when ya were putting on yer makeup because yer face didn't turn red until I touched ya."

You didn't even realize that your face was heating up when Drew touched your face. You stare up at the Scotsman as you say, "I said that because I didn't want to tell you the truth."

"I wish ya told me how ya felt," Drew says, eyes flickering down to your lips. "I really wish ya did."

Before you can stop yourself, you grab the collar of Drew's jacket and you say, "Well I'm telling you now even though you can't do anything about it. I am in love with you."

Drew's thumbs run across your cheekbones before he says, "I hope I told ya how beautiful ya look in that dress. I'm almost happy that I'm one of the first people t'see ya in it."

"You're making this harder on me than it already is," you sigh, staring up at Drew.

The Scotsman kisses your forehead and you close your eyes before he mumbles, "I'm sorry, Y/N."

You look up at Drew and he stares down at you, eyes wandering all over your face as you give in to what you really want. You get on your very tiptoes and pull Drew down to you before bringing your lips to his.

As soon as your lips touch Drew's, you feel guilt and you feel selfish. You're kissing another woman's fiancee. This is wrong, but it doesn't feel wrong. He slowly kisses you back, deepening the forbidden kiss.

Drew's lips are softer than you remember. Maybe because the kisses you last shared with him were rough and you were drunk. His hands leave your cheeks and land on your waist. He walks forward, forcing you to take a few steps backward until you're pressed against the door. Drew pins your hips to the door and you pull back from the kiss.

Your lipstick is all over his lips and you try not to laugh as you say, "We shouldn't be doing this, Drew. You're about to get married in a few hours. This isn't right."

"It doesn't feel wrong," Drew says, pushing a piece of your hair out of your eyes. "Before ya got here, I was debating on coming t'see ya because I wanted t'tell ya how I felt too."

"You," you trail off. "You were going to what?"

He laughs a bit and says, "Over the past week, I've been doing some soul searching and making sure that I wanted t'commit the rest of my life to someone I met and fell in love with so quickly. I asked myself these questions that were like 'what if this doesn't end well because we were in a relationship so quick?' and 'is she really the right woman for me?'. Then I thought of ya and our night together and how much ya mean t'me."

You look up at Drew and listen as he talks. You have no idea what he's trying to say but you hope he's trying to tell you how he feels.

Drew brushes a piece of hair out of your face as you say, "I hope you're trying to tell me something, Drew."

The Scotsman smiles and says, "Yer smart, Y/N. Figure it out."

Pouting, you say, "That's not fair. I told you straight up how I felt."

The taller man leans down a bit so his face is close to yours as he asks, "What would ya think if I told ya that I want another night like we had all those years ago? What if I told ya that I wanna feel ya around me again, Y/N?"

Your hands begin to shake as your mind flashes back to the night Drew fucked you in your hotel room. The way he moved makes your heart race, and there wasn't even any love or passion behind his movements. You can only imagine what he could do to you when there is.

Slowly, you say, "I would say take me right here, right now because I want to relive that night with you."

With that, Drew's lips crash to yours with such force, you gently hit the back of your head on the door. You quickly push off Drew's black suit jacket and he throws it on the floor. His hands come back up and cup your face as he kisses you.

You wrap your arms around his neck and hold him close to you, not giving him the opportunity to pull back from the kiss.

"Can ya jump, love?" Drew mumbles into the kiss.

His lips leave yours and attach to your neck as you sigh, "Not unless you want me ripping my dress in more than one place."

Drew says, "Then we'll just have t'get it off ya then, won't we." He reaches behind you and touches the zipper on your back. He pulls the zipper down and you shrug the thin dress sleeves off. Drew's eyes wander down to the dress as it falls off your body. You're wearing nothing but a pair of lace black panties underneath the dress.

A smirk forms on Drew's lips and you say, "Don't even think about it, McIntyre. I know exactly what you're thinking."

"And what am I thinking about, love?" Drew says, eyes coming back up to your face. "Enlighten me, Y/N."

You start to unbutton the white button-up Drew is wearing when you say, "I'm wearing nothing but a pair of underwear under this dress. Everyone knows what you're thinking about."

Eventually, you give up on unbuttoning the shirt and you just rip it open. Buttons fly everywhere and Drew looks down at you and his now open shirt. "Jesus, love," Drew gasps.

You leave little kisses to Drew's chest and run your fingers over his toned stomach. You say, "It's been three and a half years since you've touched me like this and seen me like this. Three and a half years too long, Drew."

The Scotsman runs his fingers down between your breasts and says, "I agree. It's been too damn long since I've touched ya or kissed ya."

Your eyes examine his bare upper body before you meet his eyes. You finally jump up and wrap your legs around Drew's waist.

"I jumped," you giggle.

Drew kisses your chest and holds you by your thighs before he walks over to the bed. You untie his hair and he lays you on your back on the bed. You stare up at him as he leans down and kisses you. You cup his face as the kiss gets deeper.

You reach down and unbutton the dress pants Drew's wearing. His finger trails down your body until they get to the waistline of your panties. They dip into your panties and he cups your core, making you gasp against his lips. He starts to play with your clit and you sigh softly.

He mumbles, "Let's get these off ya. I wanna see how wet ya are for me."

Whining, you say, "Drew, please."

He literally rips off your panties and you gasp. "Oops" is all he says.

"Those were my favorites," you pout.

Drew lays on his stomach with his face between your legs as he says, "Next time don't wear your favorite pair."

He kisses your inner thigh and you sigh, "I didn't know I would be having sex with you today."

You look down at Drew between your legs as he says, "Well, I buy ya a new pair, or a few because this won't be the last time I rip off yer underwear."

Your jaw almost drops and Drew dives into you, sucking on and kissing your clit. You put your hands in his hair and push his face into your core. He hums when he tastes you, sending vibrations into you.

Drew suddenly pushes two fingers into you and you moan softly. "God," you gasp.

"Yer so tight, love," he says. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

You don't think you can speak so you just nod. He pumps his fingers in and out of you, slowly at first. Your breathing becomes more labored and your eyes close as you're overcome with euphoria and ecstasy.

You've missed feeling Drew touching your body and kissing you. His lips feel so good on your skin when he kisses you. It's almost selfish of you that you want to keep him to yourself.

Drew adds a third digit and you moan a little louder. "Fuck," you cry out.

The Scotsman smirks and says, "I can feel ya holding back, Y/N. I can feel ya clenching around my fingers. Ya don't have t'hold back for me, love."

You look down at Drew as a pit forms in your stomach. He curls his fingers into your g-spot and you cry out, "Drew!"

"Ya gonna cum for me, love?" Drew asks. "Ya gonna cum from just my fingers?"

Nodding frantically, your head falls back onto the bed. You arch your back and moan Drew's name as you reach your climax. You release all over Drew's fingers as your toes curl.

Drew pulls his fingers out and you watch as he sucks your juices off his digits. He gets on his knees on the bed between your legs. You breathe heavily as you come down from your high. Your mind wanders off to how amazing it felt just to have his fingers inside of you.

You sit up and start to pull at Drew's pants. He kicks off his shoes and you get his pants down to his knees. Drew runs his fingers through your hair as you trace the outline of his dick in his boxers. His eyes are on yours as you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling the thin fabric down. Your eyes widen as you watch his erect member pops out. You forgot about his size, and you wonder how that even fit inside you the first time.

"I, um,” you stammer. “I forgot how big you were, Drew.”

The Scotsman kicks off his pants and pushes you into your back. You stare up at him as he says, “I’ll make sure ya don’t forget this time, princess. Ya still on the pill?”

Nodding, you say, “Kinda. I have an IUD now because I’m so busy and sometimes forget to take the pill.”

Drew laughs and says, “Only ya would get so busy ya forget t’take yer pills.”

Giggling, you push his hair out of his face and ask, “Are you gonna keep asking what birth control I’m on or are you gonna fuck me?”

“Just wanted t’make sure, love,” he says before pushing your legs up over his shoulders. You giggle and look up at your Scotsman. His usually bright blue eyes are dark with lust as he props himself up.

You cup his face with your hands and you bring him down to you, kissing him. You feel the tip of his dick run through your soaked folds and sigh against his lips.

Drew’s lips leave yours and attach to your neck. Your eyes flutter shut and you sigh. You run your fingers up and down his arm. Then Drew slides into you slowly, making you whine softly. “Am I hurting ya, love?” he asks.

Shaking your head, you sigh, “No, it’s okay. Just move, please. I need you, Drew.”

He slides deeper into you, making you moan. “Fuck,” you cry out, squeezing your eyes shut. Drew let’s you adjust to his size before he slowly starts to thrust into you.

Your breathing becomes more and more labored the faster he moves. You dig your nails into Drew’s biceps.

Drew pants and grunts as he moves faster. You cry out, “God, don’t stop, Drew! You make me feel so good inside me.”

Your words give him extra motivation and Drew starts to move harder into you. Your back arches off the bed beneath Drew’s body before Drew pins your hips to the bed.

“Tell me how much ya missed me, love,” Drew pants.

He speeds his thrusts up and you pant, “I missed you so much, Drew. I missed how good you fucked me. I missed your touch, your kisses. I missed all of you.”

The tip of his dick begins to slam into your g-spot and you moan, “Drew!”

When he realizes he found your spot, he begins to slam into it over and over again. Your walls clench around his member inside of you. The familiar pit forms in your stomach and Drew kisses your jaw.

“Oh, God,” you moan. “Yes, Drew. Make me cum again.”

Drew smirks against your skin and speeds up. The pit in your stomach bottoms out and you almost scream Drew’s name. Your legs shake as you orgasm. You didn’t even realize that Drew came inside you until he collapses onto you. You lean up and kiss Drew. Drew pulls back from the kiss almost immediately and you stare up at him. “What’s wrong?” you ask.

He’s quiet before he says, “I have t’go do something.”

Confused, you tilt your head as Drew crawls off of you. He puts on a t-shirt and a pair of sweats before he leaves the room.

Anxiety rises within you as you pull the blankets up to cover your naked body. What if this was him leaving you? What if he’s running to his fiancé to tell her what happened with you and him?

You grab one of Drew’s WWE t-shirts from his closet and put it on then put on your panties. Your phone begins to ring and see Charlotte is calling.

“Hello?” you mumble.

Charlotte says, “Um, I can hear Drew and his fiancé talking in the other room. He’s saying that he wants to call off the wedding.”

Your eyes widen and you ask, “Anything else?”

She’s quiet before she says, “His fiancé is asking why. She sounds upset. Drew just said ...” Charlotte trails off.

“Drew just said what?” you ask. “Charlotte!”

Your best friend says, “Drew just said he’s in love with someone else. He didn’t realize it until today and he said it doesn’t feel right to get married today.”

You smile and whisper, “He actually does love me.”

Charlotte asks, “Did you say something?”

“Has his fiancé left?” you ask, getting off Drew’s bed.

Your best friend is quiet before she says, “Yeah. She just got on the elevator.”

You hang up the phone and run out of the room. You run into Drew on the way to his fiancé’s room, well ex-fiancé. You basically throw yourself around the Scotsman and you hug him. “Woah, Y/N,” he says. “Relax.”

“I knew you loved me,” you whisper in his ear.

Drew smiles and hugs you tight. “Of course I do, love,” he says as you bury your face in his neck. “I love ya, Y/N.”

Slowly, you pull your face out of his neck and say, “I love you too, Drew.”

A third voice chimes in and says, “She fucking did it. She finally told him.”

You look over and see Charlotte. She’s almost beaming and you rest your forehead against Drew’s cheek before pecking his jaw by his ear.

Drew says, “Took her long enough.”

“Hey,” you pout. “You had a fiancé.”

He laughs and says, “I’m kidding, love. I’m glad ya finally told me.” He attacks your neck with kisses and you giggle.

[limetimo]

Regulus Fics I Read This Week III

Blood of Thy Enemy - Regulus has a wife and 2 children and has been living in France teaching DADA in Beauts for the last 5 years. When he feels the Mark come alive he goes to Grimmauld to check on the destroyed Locket and runs right into Sirius. Chaos ensues and Sirius and Harry end up living with Regulus and fam in France for the holidays.

The Red String by Entwinedlove - Lily and the girls perform an accio-soulmate ritual and whoops it works! And whoops Lily's soulmate is not her fiance but her fiance's best friend's estranged little brother.

friends, first by whitherwaywill v nice slowburn Regulily ♥

Marked by wynnebat - It's short and packed like w h o a the characterization done in so little words?

Three's a crowd (but what a lovely crowd it is) by vaindumbass Lily and Regulus start dating, Regulus reaches out to Sirius to kiss and make up; oh and they meet James the really cute bartender. Very sweet!

Epoximise by NuclearNik Sad Alert! You probably won't need tissues but Regulus' life is so filled with regret. Just a prettily written tragedy

Two in one by criscros Black Brothers + Lily + mentioned James gratitious smut :D

Pain is another word for saying love by Bledyn - Lily and Regulus are in an unhealthy relationship because they're both not doing great and hurting each other feels better then the world hurting them both separately. Saddd :( and well-written.

On My Mind by Primrue Just Lily watching Regulus be pretty on a broom :D

Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough by BrianJustin4Ever Lily and Regulus date but he can never give her what James can - to go public with their relationship.

An Oligarchy Maiden by dehydrated_thot Moodboard and a short story. I'm not entirely sure what's going on here but I'm digging it. Impeccable vibes

Late by cassiopeiablack1994 it's pretty focused on Sirius and James realising they've been truly madly reciprocally in love since they were teenagers. But now they're both married (to Remus and Lily) and love their spouses too much to hurt them like that. Everyone lives, Peter wasn't a traitor, Regulus has/had a thing for Lily. I'm really curious where this goes tbh

No Love for the Wicked by VigilanteVampire4311 Harry yeets himself after Sirius into the Veil and gets yeeted to the Marauders era (the Marauders are all going to be sixth years like him). I really like racist Regulus who is too polite to actually say it. Oh and it's a different dimension and Tm Riddle is a DADA teacher and Madame Pomfrey kicks ass

To Be or Not To Be by tired_softy James and Regulus are datinggg but Regulus just got Marked (under duress) and has Emotions too big for his little emotionally stunted body. It's only 2 chapters so far but looking good!

Starting Line by EmmieAnn - Marauders uni group chat, Regulus is only going to be allowed in after Sirius fixes him up a bit

In A Years Time by tired_softy Surprise motherfucka! Regulus stole the Potters away just before Voldemort could get to them, and they're all pretended to be dead together. Poor Remus found out on the first anniversary of their "death". One chapter but it looks like the author might add more??

Silk matches by coincidences Lily is on a holiday in France when a literal cat bulglar breaks into her room and takes a nap on her lap.

let’s walk together by starryinthesky a series of Regulily dating. Cute dorks. Love them. Go check it out

Wings to follow by slyther_bi Soulmates AU where you get a tattoo of your SO's favourite animal and when you touch it becomes colourful. Because everyone's parents are happily in love, nobody is traumatised by their childhood. Everything is rainbows and sunshine. Very easygoing and sorta Severus Snape centric.

Tides by jimmyjanejams ROYALTY PIRATES AU THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT ROYALTY PIRATES AU RUNAWAY PRINCES SIRIUS AND REGULUS BOARDING A PIRATE SHIP AND FALLING FOR CAPTAIN REMUS, COOK LILY AND WHATEVER THE F JAMES' ROLE ON THE SHIP IS Wolfstar and Regulily, an AU you didn't know you needed but trust me, you do need it.

Follow In Her Paw Prints by Erica45 scared of what future holds to him if he becomes a Death Eater, Regulus runs away to live with Professor McGonagall ♥

Rest In Peace? No, Live In Peace by A2idB1u3 Alright so??? Regulus used to date James and Lily and they made him Harry's dad via adoption ritual. They broke up when Regulus became a Death Eater tho. Barty used to date Sirius but they too broke up because Death Eater. Before Regulus goes off to the cave he sends his besties a letter where he tells them about Harry being his son and asks them to look out for him. And on the October 31 1981. they do. First POV which is usually a turn off but the author makes it work really well.

Company by Primrue SAD. Regulus has a habit of wandering the halls when he can't sleep. Prefect/Head girl Lily escorts him back to his common room and eventually they start talking. But I don't think they every really understood each other. "Don't mistake my lack of brashness for apathy. And as long as we're handing out advice, try taking this one: sometimes it's better to blend in and bide your time. Not everything can be solved by announcing your moves to the world."

Face Death in the Hope by TSPofAmbition The Marauders see Regulus acquire a book on Patronuses to read up on a Patronus changing. Sirius investigates, wondering just whom his brother might love so deeply it changed his Patronus' form. PRETTY

Did you even love me? by Fall_Fairy_101 The Black Brother's relationship through the eyes of each brother. Only Regulus is up so far and it was good in the way tragedies tend to be.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. by Fall_Fairy_101 Sirius catches Regulus self-harming and they talk some things out.

Your dating HER? by Fall_Fairy_101 Everybody's girls. Sirius finds out her best friend is dating her little sister. Jamie is bashful and Regulus is unapologetic. Includes fan casts for the girls that made me go "Oh yeah that fits!"

Not Anymore by queerofthedagger s a d Jegulus. Regulus breaks up with James to protect him.

Like You Mean It by queerofthedagger Regulus gets hit on ina muggle bar and asks James (his crush because ofc xD) to be his boyfriend for the evening, just until the guy gets the message. Woopsie oopsie, turns out the sleazeboy is their new Quidditch teammate and Regulus and James have to keep up the act. It is entirely too easy to pretend they're in love.

When the Love Runs Out by dukeaubergine !!!!! Regulus has been under the influence of a love potion for a couple years in which time he'd done everything to make his wife Severina Black nee Snape smile. Including being a sacrifice in dark rituals or sleeping with other people for favours. When the Potters are murdered and Severina forgets Regulus in the ruins of the cottage, Sirius notices his brother is Really Not Okay and takes both him and Harry to his flat. Really scratched an itch for me :D mind the tags for non con drugging and other triggers.

Remus and Regulus: Horcrux hunters by Oliivii Remus finds out what Regulus is about to do and forces his help on the younger man. They're Horcrux hunters! It comes at the cost of their love lifes. Pregnant Narcissa joins the gang later, and we get to see Rem and Reg daddying baby Draco :D

Sugar Snow by Entwinedlove Walburga can't leave the house for five minutes because Orion does not an attentive father make. Thankfully the little boys found themselves a fun and safe, if a little messy, activity to keep them occupied!

Something Darker than Black by Starr_Burst Regulus gets yeeted from the cave to 1995. Fred and George find him at a muggle hospital and take him to Grimmauld's.

Wisdom In The Face of Danger by AshJuillet Regulus nopes out of becoming a Death Eater last minute, and drags himself to his brother's doorstep after the aftermath.

Harry's second birthday by Pluto_Princess What it says on the tin except everybody lives.

Until You're Home by AmeliaDarkholme So! Good! So good! I can't even summarise. Just. So good

Good by startohismoon confessing his crush to Regulus, James forgets to watch the Map and gets Sirius and Peter a detention. Feels and fun!

To Be Mortal by FantasticalFairyFarmer Regulus survives the cave, realises there are more Horcruxes, and begins a one man operation of finding and destroying them Love it

45 Decibels by LimeOfMagicLimo- sort of a shameless self-promotion but writing third part of the series I find myself re-reading 45Db for almost every little thing because of consistency and continuity lol

[kaito-is-baby]

Um, can I have the sdr2 boys (if it's not too much) with an s/o that thinks they may be cheating, but they're actually trying to propose? Like they're busy all the time. Hopefully this isn't too much for you, I know you do dr1 a lot. You're one of my favorite imagine writers!

Awww Thank you so so much!!! I do DR1 a lot but I also love my DR2 and DRV3 babies so don't be afraid to request them. Okay, let's go to the imagine

I made Kazuichi, Fiyuhiko and Komaeda so so long so the rest are a little bit simple but I still find them cute, sorry for that

SDR2 BOYS PROPOSING TO THEIR S/O WHO THINKS THEY ARE CHEATING

Hajime Hinata

•He's been really distant lately

•Sneaking out whenever someone calls him

•Making up excuses to not assist to your dates...

•You don't want to think about it but you do

•It really seems like he is cheating

•And you are very sad now

•He tries to convince you to go with him to the beach

•On a date!

•You don't really want to go but you accept and try to talk to him about it

•"Hajime... is there something you are hiding me?"

•"What? No, not at all"

•You choose to trust him and forget about the issue

•Even if you are a little tense

•When nights falls you want to make him a little surprise and go tot he sand to write I love you on it

•And as you walk backwards you crash against something

•You turn around and it's your boyfriend

•In one knee and showing you a ring

•Oh, and you really though he was cheating on you

•He would never! He loves you enough to ask you to spend all your life with him!

•He gives you a long speech about all you two have been through

•And you can't really focus on it because you are too excited

•"S/O I love you, truly and forever, will you marry me?"

•You don't give him any answer, you just jump onto his arms and no words are needed

Nagito Komaeda

•He tried, he really tried so hard to make it cute

•But you know how his luck works

•The first thing he tried was to buy your favourite book and hide a ring on it

•As a reference for that love for books you two shared

•He took you out to a very fancy restaurant

•And you two had a great night

•And then he wanted to give you a gift, the book

•You opened it and no special reaction was given

•Of course you liked it but it wasn’t the reaction he expected

•Well, of course, you didn't know he was proposing

•Because there was no ring at all, it was lost

•He understood it pretty fast and tried another thing

•He tried to propose at the lake after a romantic day on there you two alone

•But a fish ate the ring

•And he tried to propose with fireworks

•But he ended up a little burned

• You started to doubt him, you knew he was hiding you something and all of those weird dates didn’t help, you liked him beiing extra romantic but he had been busy all week and at the end of every single date he looked quite... dissapointed?

• You know Komaeda would never cheat on you, he adores you 

• But it looked like he was cheating definetly

•Luckily, before you went absolutely mad or he killed himself trying to propose, he gave up

•"Look, S/O, I've been trying, really but it looks like my luck isn't on our side for this" he gave you his usual tender smile that smile that made you feel calm whenever you saw it "I love you and all of the bad luck from this world is worth it if it means I can spend my life with you forever, I know it is selfish to want someone as great and hopeful as you all for me and even more if there is no ring-"

• Oh, god, he wasn’t cheating, he was trying to propose all along!

•You cut him with a passionate kiss before he starts degrading himself

•"I want to marry you, Komaeda, I want to marry you because you are the greatest person I've ever met and I don't care about your luck, the ring or whatever you think of yourself, I want to spend my life with you"

•And after a long long kiss Komaeda finally says something

•"Yeah, I am definetely the lucky student, that's how I managed to find someone like you"

Kazuichi Souda

• Kazuichi had been working on his repair shop all week

• And you hadn’t seen him a lot in the past month

• But what made you more anxious was the fact that he hadn’t told you about waat he was working in

• He would usually spend hours talking about his inventions

• And you adored to listen to him because he loked too happy while doing it

• But this time he was keeping it a secret

• And you were a little bothered

• You didn’t want to admit it because Kazuichi was the most caring and attent guy you had ever met

• And he loved you deeply

• But he was also easily distrated by other people

• You knew he would never cheat on you

• But sometimes you were specially sensitive about it if he had been delusioning too much lately

• And that along with the lack of communication issue made you paranoid

• But then Kazuichi called you and planned a date for the next day

• You had to go to his repair shop and so he would bring you somewhere

• You went to his repair shop the next day 

• And the wall was projecting something

• He was trying to fix a projector all this time?

• You see then what is being projected

• It shows all of your relationship

• How you two met, how he felt in love with you, your first dates, your first problems, the moment when you two started to be really in love with each other, the tragedy, the killing game... absolutely everything

• And when you were on the verge of tears the projector started to sho things that hadn’t happened 

• Yet

• Like you dressing for your edding, a big family house,, picures of you to on it

• Cookig, cuddling, playing videogames, talking about his machines... all with matching rings in both your hands

• Some kids maybe?

• And it ends with two elders you on that house, spending all your life together

• And when you turn around and finaly see him he is in one knee giving you a ring

• And you were thinking you had lost him... you had been such an idiot

• He doesn’t really propose because he just can’t talk

• And you can't either, being honest

• You finaly manage to spit out a “yes” between all of your tears

• And then he is hugging you

• With sucb strentgh yuo breath, he is just way too nervious

• Your poor boy is shaking and his heart razes at lighting speed

• And once he calms down he whispers lots of “thank you”s to your ear

• I mean, he is so thankful for having you on his life... expect a lot of spoiling for the next few weeks

Gundham Tanaka

• Let’s be honest you have always been a little jealous of Sonia

• They were always so... close

• And he had been spending his time in her bedroom more than usual

• Canceling your dates to go see her

• To the point when you started to think that his Devas were sleeping in Sonia’s bedroom

• And you were paranoid

• And that was too much

• You were about to lose it when the Devas came to your room

• Carrying a little box with them

• You took it in your hands and opened it 

• To find a beautiful, pure black ring 

• It was a rather scary ring, you could almost see hell inside it

• But that was your boyfriend style and you loved it!

• You knew what this meant

• He wasn’t cheating with Sonia, she was helping him and the Devas prepare all of this

• “S/O my dear” It was your boyfriend behind you “there is no one as powerful and valuable as you in this world, and having you by my side has made my power increase" He took your hand in his "would you be the spouse of Tanaka the forbidden?”

• “Yes, yes, yes, of course I will!”

• He kissed your hand before putting the ring in your finger

• “I swear I will make you the happiest person alive, my queen/king of darkness” 

Fuyuhiko Kuuzuryu

•He asks Peko for help

•And after all your little talks Fuyuhiko knows what he is going to do

•Peko isn't either but she is your friend and can ask you something discreetly to find put what would make you happy

•He isn't the best with this things

•On the next summer festival, during the fireworks he will ask you to marry him

•You said you used to love the fireworks as a child and that Fuyuhiko was always handsome on his yukata

•He was fully prepared to make your week amazing and romantic and end it with the fireworks and the proposition

•Well, you said more things but those were the most important for him

•And you weren't suspecting a thing thanks to Peko

•But then things went wrong

•The Kuzuryuu clan enemies attacked

•And he didn't want you to know

•And a lot of yakuza's business had place during the festival

•And he couldn't attend it with you

•He was mysterious, angrier than usual and failed you on the festival

•And you realized then that Peko had been covering him all this time but he had been very distant

•And then those thoughts about him cheating appeared

•Nah, he would never cheat

•He was too sweet to do it, right?

•RIGHT?

•Peko accompanied you all night long

•It was to keep you save but you thought it was to make you forget about your boyfriend abandoning you on your favourite festival

•When the fireworks ended and you arrived at home all that you wanted to do was cry on your bed

•But then Fuyuhiko was there

•With a little box of fireworks on his hands

•"I'm late, I know, but those fucking morons- I... It took me longer than I thought to fix some problems but I'm here"

•"Problems? What kind of problems?"

•"Yakuza's problems"

•"You should have told me"

•"I didn't want to ruin your night and... I brought fireworks"

•You would like to be angry but you imagined Fuyuhiko with all of his bad temper and anger issues searching for a place to buy fireworks just to cheer you up and you couldn't help but to smile and thanks the world for sending you this wholesome boy

•You went to kiss your boyfriend and watched his special fireworks together when he pulled out a little box of pants

•He was not only worrying about not worrying you and making you enjoy the festival, he was also trying to propose to you

•He was definitely the best boyfriend you could have asked for

•And now he was going to be your husband!!!

Nekomaru Nidai

•He was untraceable all the time

•You offered him to do something and he was too busy

•He wasn't even going to the gym

•Something was wrong here

•And you suspected the worse

•Some days passed by and he kept being ilocalizable and you kept overthinking it all

•Until he asked you to go on a walk with him

•A mountain walk of course because it is Nidai, remember?

•And when you were about to ask him if he didn't love you anymore he disappeared

•And the next thing you saw was a plane on the sky writting with its fume

•It said 'S/O will you marry me'

•And behind you your boyfriend arrived in paracaidas

•With a ring in a box in his hands

•Man, he'd put as many passion onto this as he did usually

•And he almost make you lose your head!

•You run to him and hugged him

•And he spinned you around in his arms

•"I will take that as a yes" he said with his characteristically loud laugh

•That laugh that you loved so much

•And now you would hear it FOREVER!!!

Teruteru Hanamura

•He takes you out to the best restaurant on town

•Your house

•With him as the cook your dinner room will be the best restaurant you had ever been to

•He tries to decorate it as romantic as possible

•But being him it looks more like an acenary from an... adult movie

•You called him and no responses

•But still when you arrive home you love it!

•He has been so distant lately

•And with his constant comments to the people around you it was easy for you to think he would cheat on you

•But no, he was planning this surprise right?

•Yeah, sure it was that

•Your boyfriend's dishes were spectacular

•But your favourite plate was the dessert without any doubt

•And no, Teruteru wasn't the dessert even if he joked about it

•It was a beautiful pink an white cake

•And inside of it a ring

•"S/O, I had never met somebody like you, in you I found another family and I want to be with you forever, will you marry me?"

•"Of course yes babe!!" Is the only thing you say before kissing him

Byakuya Twogami (ultimate imposter)

•They didn't really know how to propose to you

•They had never had nobody that loved them for who they were

•They never had nobody who knew them at all

•Except you

•And they wanted to spend the rest of their life with you

•But how? They dressed up as joyero to ask the costumers about their ideas

•But then you saw them and another person (who were just they digused) and started to think he was cheating on you

•You know where dies he gets all inspiration from

•You eventhough it so much that you decided to ask them once they were at home

•"Oh, S/O, baby" they laughed "I wanted to make it special but it will only make it worse" he se puso sober una rodilla and you already knew what he was doing

•And you were so so happy

•"Yeees!" You answered before they could even ask the question

•You just jump over them tirandola al suelo and hugging then

•You were so so very happy and so were them

[love101imagines]

Way too much

request: could u pls write a imagine with Sinan,I was thinking about him and you being the best childhood friends, but they ended up getting away a lot, so some teacher spends a double job and chooses them to do it together, so they spend a lot of time together and discover that they still like each other

tag list: @zaynlikfalls @wwafangirld @girl-looking-out-window

If you asked Sinan if he had ever been happy he wouldn't answer. However, his mind would go back to the time when he was six and he used to spend every hour with his best friend, meeting you since you two lived in the same neighborhood and we’re the same age. You, the girl he used to play around on the park under his grandpa's care, the same one he used to watch cartoons with until you two fell asleep on his couch, and the one he used to play wrestle until one of you ended up with an accidental bloody nose or a broken tooth.

You were also each other's first kiss, the result of a dare when you two were nine and you wanted to know what it felt like after you watched a romantic movie.

Everything changed when you turned twelve when it was one of those nights your parents were out and you two would stay up late watching horror movies. With a blanket covering most of your face and eyes glued to the TV, you didn't notice how Sinan was looking at you.

When a jumpscare happened and you yelped, immediately grabbing his hand, he blushed slightly, finally realizing he was in love with you. And it terrified him. Even more than the old movie you were watching on the couch in your living room.

He felt his heart breaking when a few days later you arrived at his house on the verge of tears because your dad had received an offer for a better job in Ankara and you would be moving in some weeks. The only thing he could do was hug you, trying to calm you down as you continued crying into his shoulder.

That had to be one of the many disappointments he would face during his life, but he slowly got used to it, expecting people to always leave him, just like you did.

"You're staring." Eda pointed out, a smirk on her face as she leaned against the wall behind her. "Who are you looking at?"

Sinan gulped, back to reality before he looked away. "No one." He snapped in an annoyed tone.

Eda rolled her eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh as she went back to the drawing on the wall. He mentally cursed himself as he looked back at the group of girls standing nearby, no sign of the girl who had been his best friend for almost seven years. His mind had to be playing games on him, probably from drinking too many that day. There was no way you were at school, he must have seen someone similar.

He didn't have much time to think about it, focusing on the ticket Osman was handing to him for a concert.

"I'm off to the infirmary to sleep." He announced, already feeling a migraine he didn't have any intention of increasing.

Taking slow steps, he walked away from the group. The ticket was in his shirt's pocket, and he only had one thing in mind as he walked through the halls. To stop the feeling on the pit of his stomach after thinking about you in months and to sleep.

"Sinan!"

He didn't even get a chance to fully turn around before you crashed into him, standing on your tiptoes so you could wrap your arms around his neck. He didn't recognize you for a second, believing someone was about to punch him when he heard his name being called but he didn't even have time to flinch.

It was only a second though before his eyes widened and he wrapped his arms around your waist, finding comfort in the fact that nobody else was around and you two were the only ones standing next to the infirmary's door. Feeling you hug him again definitely was one of the best feelings in the world.

"(Y/N)?" He asked, chills running up his spine at the feeling of your skin against his.

You pulled away after a few seconds, even if you were sure the whole hug lasted for at least two minutes until he let you go. "The one and only." You teased.

You took a minute to get a good look at him, your hand still lingering on his shoulder. He looked...well, you didn't care about the bags under his eyes or the fact that his breath smelled of alcohol, the only thing that mattered was that you were with him again.

Sinan looked at you up and down too. Your hair was a bit shorter, not in your usual braids that you used to wear all the time. Your cheeks weren't as chubby as before and your legs weren't as skinny, and the small scar on your upper lip was faded almost completely, just like the one on the bridge of his nose.

But still, you were beautiful. That was undeniable.

You gave him a toothy grin, the same one you used to have all the time when you were kids. "It's so good to finally see you again. I missed you so much."

He nodded, a soft smile on his face as he looked at you, any thought about the migraine already gone. "When did you come back?"

As you started your rant about your father finding another job offer here in Istanbul and coming back a week ago, his mind couldn't help but drift off that you hadn't seen each other in years and many things had happened in between. His parents had abandoned him, he had turned into an alcoholic and he was about to be expelled. You, on the other hand, didn't know any of this, and he was sure you would look at him in disgust once you found out he wasn't the same twelve-year-old you had trusted with your whole life before.

He didn't even notice Osman calling him to meet when the rest until you tugged in his arm.

"What?" He asked emotionless turning to the taller boy.

Osman didn't seem to care, already used to his attitude. "Eda convinced Miss Burcu, we need to find a way to convince Coach Kemal."

Convincing Coach Kemal couldn't matter less to him, glancing at you because he wanted to take advantage of the fact that you still believed that he was the sweet boy who you had grew up with. It wouldn’t last for long, but he wanted to at least enjoy that time until you were disappointed.

You only gave him a reassuring smile. "Go on, I have to fix some things about my schedule but I'll see you later. We have a lot of catching up to do."

A bit less unsure than before, he nodded, giving you one last smile that lasted a second before he left, his heart pounding with so much force he didn't know how the rest couldn't feel it.

While Kerem was busy talking to their teacher, it didn't take much for him to run into you again, sharing your same classes. Even if most of the time he slept through Chemistry class without anyone bothering him, his brows furrowed as soon as he heard someone sitting next to him.

You only chuckled after waking the boy up, Sinan's face softening immediately. "Um, rough day?" You asked, not sure of what to say once you noticed the flask near his bag.

He shrugged, slowly leaving it inside his bag and taking out a notebook, trying to show that he cared about school even if he truly didn't anymore. Nevertheless, your bubbly attitude surely did something to him. It was like you two had never been separated before while the rest of your new classmates didn't understand why the new girl was hanging out with him, the depressed boy who mocked everyone.

It was to his luck that your teacher chose you two to work together on an assignment. Of course, you were happy, thinking you could make up for all the lost time and he allowed himself to feel happy too, even if he knew he'd fuck it up like he always did.

"So?" You started the next day as you two walked towards your home.

He raised a brow at you, his hands fumbling with the hem of his shirt. "So what?"

You rolled your eyes in a teasing way. "I want to know everything that happened since I left. My parents didn't tell me anything because they're busy with their new jobs and we haven't had time to talk. How are your parents?" You added, mindlessly looking at the colorful neighborhood you were walking past.

It was a loaded question and Sinan thought for a moment, waiting for you to find your keys in your bag. "They got divorced."

You almost dropped your keys in surprise, not knowing what to say like when you found him with his flask. "Oh." You mumbled, awkwardly opening the door for both of you. "I'm really sorry, I didn't know."

"It's fine." He brushed it off, not wanting things to change and be more awkward. "I've been living with my grandpa since I turned fourteen." He explained as he followed after you, taking off his shoes just like you were doing.

"How is he?" You asked with a smile, with a better mood knowing that the older man who used to take care of you two when you were younger was still alive.

"You know him, he doesn't die." He said, earning a slap to his arm.

You two ended up sitting on the floor of your room, a few books next to you, and a music cassette in the background. It felt like when you were seven, and he would trace out different pictures and you would giggle and try to bump his hand out of the way to color it in.

"What was Ankara like?" He asked as he turned the pages trying to look for something.

You continued highlighting a few phrases sitting in front of him. “Um, nice I think. I met a lot of people, went to a few parties, the school was pretty good.”

He glanced at you, absentmindedly doodling on his notebook. “Did you have fun in the city?” He asked sarcastically.

You punched his arm in a teasing way. “Yeah, but there wasn’t anyone like you.”

You only received a small smile before you sighed and moved over to sit next to him, knowing that he didn’t take notes and this was the most he had done in months.

“I have a question for you.” You told him.

“Go ahead.” He answered, still calm which was weird.

If someone else had asked him something personal he wouldn’t have answered or he would have given a sarcastic answer, but you were the one who was asking him. He could never snap at you.

You grinned at him. “How much did you miss me?”

He sighed, turning to look at you with a small sparkle on his eyes. “Way too much.”

It was in that moment with your smile that a small glimmer of hope built inside of him. It didn’t seem to bother you that he slept through most lessons, or that he showed up at school with messy hair and his tie undone, or that he always had his flask close to him. He hadn’t even taken a sip since you approached him that day so you two could go to your house.

“I tried to write to you.” He started, eyes directed to the floor so he didn’t have to meet your eyes. “My mum gave me your new address but...I always ended up crumpling them up and throwing them away.”

When you left, he used to write a letter every day, always trying to find the right words to express how much he missed you and to express his true feelings whenever he thought about you. It helped a bit to pour out all the feelings he didn’t know how to tell you in person, but out of fear of rejection or of ruining what was left of the two of you he never sent them, destroying them completely.

You furrowed your brows confused. “Why?”

A few seconds passed, your music being the only sound in the room.

You bit the inside of your cheek, fumbling with the hem of your skirt, knowing that things had changed between the two of you. “Sinan, it’s fine, I know that it’s been years since we...”

“Are you going to leave again?” He interrupted you, a hint of anger on his voice.

“What?” You blurted out.

“You left once, it wouldn’t surprise me if you did again.” He continued, a scowl on his face.

You crossed your arms, trying to act firm in front of him. “Are you serious? We were twelve, I didn’t have any choice and you know that.”

You stayed like that for a while, no trace of a smile on your face and a hard look on his until he gave up.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled. “It’s just, I...I don’t want to lose you again.” He admitted, vulnerability palpable on his voice.

You found yourself wrapping your arms around his shoulders again, hugging him for the second time in the same week. He didn’t seem to mind, his arms holding you by your waist and keeping you close to him.

“I won’t leave.” You added softly. “I promise.”

You tried to pull back to look at him, but it was to no avail, his grip on your waist tightening with each passing second. “Sinan.” You muttered, your hands finding his.

He was painfully aware of how close you are to him. It was like a deja vu from when you kissed for the first time, and with your eyes fixed on him, you didn’t even notice that one of his hands that was on your waist moved to the back of your neck until he was kissing you.

After you closed your eyes, you smiled against his lips. The kiss was slow, and you left your hands on his neck, bringing him closer. He didn’t pull away until you finally did for air, placing your forehead against his shoulder with your eyes closed, feeling your heart beat in your ears.

You weren’t seven anymore, you were now teens who could admit why you felt so comfortable around each other, or why one of the bests things of your day was to talk to him.

“About time.” You mumbled with a smirk, and he thought the same.

About fucking time.

[sunnyie-eve]

22 |*It's not crazy*

Series: Terror (Simon Kalivoda x OFC Fraser!)

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: language,

A/N: All the chapters before 17 are the original ending I wanted to go with…But Hopefully, you will like the happy ending I wanted to write for fun.

"We're gonna have two kids and die old together. I think I can do that."

As they start to struggle I groan getting up struggling to get over to them. "Nick! Leave her alone!" I shout tripping in pain. "You'll be famous. Shadyside's newest piece of shit makes the front page! Local dyke slays girlfriend, friends, brother. And they're giving me a fucking medal and Elizabeth will say how I saved her killing you." He tells Deena. I hear my name from the darkness making me give it my all to get back up. "No, I will not." I grab his hand putting it on the beating heart thing. He starts to freak out, standing up looking around the room. Deena grabs the knife reaching up to me and I take it stabbing him in the right eye.

"I hope you enjoy your one-way ticket to hell." I groan in pain as Deena goes over to Sam. "I was wondering what you were doing with all those books. I should have done the same." I laugh then groan. "Let's get out of here. Liz needs to get some help." Deena says and they both get up. As they hold hands Sam helps me walk next to her. On the way out we see everything disappearing then end up in a mansion. "As nice as this place is, can we walk faster? I've already lost a good amount of blood." I tell them, making Sam walk faster. I swear we looked like hell coming outside the house when the neighbors saw us. As the car backs out of their driveway a garbage truck crashes right into the side of it shocking us. "Karma is coming to Sunnyvale now." I laugh before blacking out.

~

"Dude, what the heck?!" I groan as a boy in some of my classes helps me up. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you." He lies to me. "But you did though. I saw you stick your leg out right as I was about to pass you. Why would you do that?" I rubbed my knee and saw it was bleeding. "I'm sorry, honestly... I thought it would be the only way to get you to talk to me." He looks down at my knee. "Why would you think that?" I ask confused as he helps me walk to the nurses' office. "You're too cute to talk to someone like me. So I thought I'd get you to yell at me." I laugh at him as he opens the door for me. "I tripped and hurt my knee," I tell the nurse and she fixed my knee up.

"Well, it worked. I yelled at you... Happy?" I ask him as we leave. "Very. I'm Simon." He puts a handout. "Elizabeth but I like Liz for short." I shake his hand. "Oh as an apology gift for tripping you." He pulls out a bracelet. "You sure?" I ask him. "To the start of a new long-lasting friendship." He smiles and I put my wrist out and he puts it on me. "A new friendship." I smile at him. "Let me help you to class Lizzy." He helps me. "Lizzy?" I smile at him. "Yeah, you have to have a nickname from me because we're going to be best friends." He smiles big.

~

I wake up in a hospital bed with Sam sitting next to my bed. "You've been out for a long time." She smiles at me. "Where's dad?" I ask. "Had to work. I said I would come watch you." I try to sit up but groan. "You needed stitches badly because Nick punching the stab wound made it worse." She explains to me so I just nod my head. "Don't worry, Kate and Simon are alive and safe. They had to run somewhere. Deena was telling me all about the truth and that you saw it too. That you have a little theory. Can I hear it?" She sits up leaning on my bed making me laugh. "You might think it's crazy but I think it's possible that some of us are either reincarnated people back then, either it was our past lives or just our ancestors," I tell her.

"Explain why you think that." She says as Deena comes in with Josh. "What are you two talking about?" Deena asks. "Liz's theory about us being, either reincarnated people back in 1666, or it was our past lives or just our ancestors," Sam tells her. "I wanna hear this." Josh sits at the end of my bed with his broken arm. "Some people in 1666 were like our doppelgängers. Joanna and Hannah were sisters that looked like us. Sarah and her brother Henry were basically Deena and Josh. Lizzie was Kate, Isaac was Simon, and Constance and Abigail Berman were Ziggy and her sister Cindy." Deena nods her head. "Is not crazy to believe. Sarah loved Hannah and did whatever she had to do to save her." Deena looks at Sam. "Just like you did with Sam." I smile at them.

"Okay, but you and the bracelet?" Josh asks as Simon and Kate come in. "Let me just interrupt for a second but I remember you had this in your locker." Simon waves his jacket around. "I washed it because he wants you to wear it while you're here." Kate lets me know. "Back to what we were talking about... She was Joanna." Deena smiles at me. "Jonna? Are we talking about my ancestors?" Simon sits on my bed next to me confused. "Liz's theory about why she saw the truth too. Her theory about us being, either reincarnated people back in 1666, or it was our past lives or just our ancestors." Sam tells him and Kate. "Let me hear." Kate smiles. "Some people in 1666 were like our doppelgängers. Joanna and Hannah were sisters that looked like us. Sarah and her brother Henry were basically Deena and Josh. Lizzie was Kate, Isaac was Simon, and Constance and Abigail Berman were Ziggy and her sister Cindy." I repeat for them

"Isaac gave Joanna this bracelet... Actually the same way Simon gave it to me. Accidentally tripping and it being an apology gift." I smile, messing with it and Simon kisses the top of my head. "So basically you and Simon are his own ancestors in a past life?" Josh tries to put the pieces together. "Yeah, it's not crazy if you can make a deal with the Devil." We all laugh. "This time around my sister gets to have a happy ending too. I'm sure in some alternate dimension, I'm probably lying in this bed with you three without Kate and Simon here too." I sigh before everyone but Simon ends up leaving to continue their day.

Later in the day, Ziggy came to visit me and we talked about how she went to go see Mrs. Lane, and then once I'm out we both can go visit her. She stayed for a few hours before leaving when Dad got off work coming to check on me. The doctors told us that I would need to stay one more night, maybe more to see how I am now that I'm awake. Gratefully they let Simon stay with me for the night. "Move over, I'm ready for some rest." He lays down pulling me into his chest to cuddle. "So we are my own ancestors." He sighs, making me laugh. "Like I said... it's not that crazy to believe." I wrap an arm around him.

"What were they like or us in the past?" He holds me tight in his arms. "Well for starters then Jonna's mother hated Isaac like my mother does with you. They both couldn't keep their hands to themselves. I remember very well something she told Isaac... She didn't care or want what man her mother wanted for her. She wanted what she wanted and that was him. And her father knew that and didn't care. He wanted her to be happy." I look him in the eyes. "She told him she loved him and no one else. No one could ever make her feel the way he made her feel." I smile.

"Man, that basically is us." He laughs. "I feel bad that Jonna had to live two separate lives. One with Solomon Goode until he died and one with the man she loved. She ended up getting pregnant with Isaac's child first from the night they had in the woods. She kept the whole thing a secret with him, Lizzie, Abigail, and Hannah. Isaac and her had a happy secret life while Solomon was alive because they ended up with two kids the whole time they were together. The day Solomon passed away she left the Goode house for sure and lived the rest of her life with Isaac till they both passed away together with their children taking care of them. Of course, she also had a child with Solomon Goode but after knowing he would follow his father she left him." I explained to him.

"So besides from the whole Goode part... We're gonna have two kids and die old together. I think I can do that." He kisses me. "I fucking love you." I kissed him. "I fucking love you too." He plays with my hair. "Also I can't believe the origin of this bracelet is exactly the same I gave it to you." I laugh before we fall asleep holding each other.

[sterek8nights]

Extra

Fluff! So much fluff!

Alive everyone, family feels, everyone laughs a lot, exposition like whoa, if I could I'd write this as a whole actual story but this is cute and it makes me smile!

Happy Hanukkah!

*** 🕎 ***

"Flour, yeast, sugar, vanilla, eggs, potatoes, salt… Hey, Derek! Can you and Laura run to the store and grab another dozen eggs and another bag of potatoes, sweetheart? Oh! And powdered sugar and an extra jelly? Something fancy!" Talia calls across the house loudly, as though she couldn't speak at normal volume and be heard.

As though they hadn't so been politely ignoring her mutterings all morning after she'd kicked them out of the kitchen, insisting she had all the cooking under control.

Derek pops his head into the kitchen, and as cautiously as possible addresses his clearly stressed out mother. "Sure mom, but didn't we double check all the ingredients this morning?" Twice, he adds silently. Talia fixes him with an unimpressed stare, crusting her arms and blowing a stray piece of hair out of her eyes. 

The action is so in conflict with the image his mom is trying to project that he can't help but laugh as he makes his way further into the kitchen. He puts his hands on his mom's upper arms lightly and smiling at her.

"Mom, Stiles and his parents are not going to suddenly decide they don't want to be a part of this family if the jelly in the sufganiyot isn't artisan made. And despite being a table full of werewolves, and one Stiles, I don't think even we could eat as many latkes as yet another bag of potatoes would provide."

Talia slumps a little in defeat, shoulders rounding and spine relaxing. She runs a hand through Derek's hair. "I know, dear. It's just that this is the first year we're celebrating the holiday together as more than just two families who are friends. This year, we're family for real. I want it to be perfect."

"And I love you for that, more than I can say, but it's already gonna be just as perfect as every other Stilinski-Hale Hanukkah. Cora and Stiles will eat too many of everything, Peter and Noah will argue about football, Laura and Stiles will be ridiculous and we'll all pretend we understand why they're laughing, you and Claudia and dad will get super nostalgic and sappy. We'll light the menorah, we'll trade gifts, everyone will get way too competitive over dreidel, and this year, for extra perfect-ness, I get to do it with Stiles as my boyfriend instead of my best friend."

Talia smiles brightly and pats Derek's cheek as she steps back to the counter to check her recipe books for the fifth time. "Perfect-ness?" she teases.

Derek shrugs, "After so many years with a Stilinski as your best friend, you pick up some things." He quirks an eyebrow at Talia, who is tapping the elegant hamsa she wears--a gift from Claudia--against her bottom lip, a habit that is also a gift from Claudia.

His mom snorts inelegantly, and Derek laughs in response, it's a few minutes later when Laura and the entire Stilinski family find them, winding down, but still laughing.

"Oh, good," Claudia says brightly, "I was afraid we'd be too late for the hysterical panic portion of the holiday cooking!"

"It's her favorite part," John deadpans, nodding seriously, a smile ruining the effect.

Stiles holds up a bag of potatoes and grins, "We're here to help!"

Talia and Derek all but collapse into laughter, and it's the contagious sort, so soon, they all join in.

There are far too many latkes, but it is a perfect evening.

[cptn-stvngrntrgrs]

if you're still accepting prompts, I might have an idea that could be fun to write. A newly recruited agent curious about capwidow if they're a couple or not + two children running around suddenly around the compound and finds out theyre capwidow's children.

hello anon! thanks for the prompt – you’re right, THIS WAS REALLY FUN TO WRITE!! i got carried away and the fic became longer than i thought it would be. hopefully this is what you were looking for!

Title: you just have to be at the wrong place and wrong time

Relationship: Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff

Summary: 

A newly recruited SHIELD agent can’t help but to think there’s more to Agent Romanoff and Captain Rogers’ relationship as Avengers.

post-Endgame, based off my post-Endgame HC (where Nat is very much alive) that they eventually build SHIELD back up, with Hill as the director and Steve and Nat are still involved in it somehow. and they have a family. and sam babysits for them

Also on AO3!

“All of you are here because you advanced from the most rigorous process of recruitment - the one that ultimately tested your physical and mental capabilities,” Natasha said, addressing the 15 new SHIELD recruits in front of her. “However difficult that experience may have been, that is the easiest thing you’ll ever had to go through here. It will only get harder from now on,” she raised her eyebrows at them, scanning all their faces - which remained passive.

“Now, as your commanding officer, I expect all of you to always be on your best behavior,” she continued. “This means I expect nothing but the best from all of you. I also do not want to hear anything from anyone that my recruits are misbehaving. Is that clear?”

“Yes, ma’am!” they answered promptly.

Natasha let a hint of a smile play on her lips. “At ease.”

She watched them change into a laxer position, as did she, and lowered her voice. “Now, as you know, there is another group of new recruits, led by Captain Rogers. In two months, all of you will take another test that would give you the opportunity to level up as an agent.” she declared, already feeling a hype-sort of energy from her team, judging from their smiles and glances at each other.

“I don’t want to pressure you, but,” she let on, and all their eyes snap at her, “for the past two years, not all of the new recruits in my team got this promotion and I wish I can say the same about Steve’s- I mean, Captain Rogers’ group. But I have a good feeling this time around - I think you guys will be the ones to break my unfortunate streak.”

She smirked to herself, a playful gleam in her eyes, as she saw her agents smile to themselves as she dismissed them. She can feel that this will be the team that would finally make her win this year’s bet against Steve. He’s been getting too smug about his 100% pass rate for two years already and it’s about time she changes that.

–

“Hey why do you think Agent Romanoff wants us to beat Captain Rogers’ team? I mean, aren’t we all new SHIELD recruits here?” Paolo Crawford, a member of Natasha’s team, asked his friend.

Avery Steele, also a new recruit but in Steve’s team, just shrugged. “I dunno. Maybe it’s just a friendly competition, you know? I mean, with them being The Avengers and everything, they must be real good friends or something.”

Paolo knitted his brows together, genuinely curious. “But there was something in her eyes when she mentioned Cap’s name…” he trailed off.

Avery blinked at him. “I know you have a habit, but please, please tell me you’re not thinking of what I think you’re thinking.”

“Okay, but hear me out-”

“Paolo, stop! They are our commanding officers, let’s not think too much about it.” Avery scolded, standing up to leave him alone with his sandwich. He just pouted and continued to eat lunch by himself.

–

Well truth be told, Paolo’s been trying to figure out what was up with Captain Rogers and Agent Romanoff. If there’s anything between them, that is.

His interest was piqued when he went to his first orientation as a new SHIELD recruit - and the two of them were there to personally assess everyone. After getting over a fanboy moment of being in the same room as two Avengers, Paolo noticed something. The way Steve and Natasha worked together was fascinating.

But like Avery said, they are the Avengers, and most of all, partners. Of course, he expected them to be in sync and coordinated, but seeing it up close was… unreal. One of the things Paolo prides himself on is his meticulous attention to detail, and wow, those were some details he noticed from his commanding officers!

First of all, whenever Natasha would talk or address them, Steve gets this look in his eyes, and some sort of fondness takes over his face, a ghost of a smile always on his lips. It’s as if he’s mesmerized with what she’s saying, despite him for sure hearing it around a hundred times already.

And then there was a demonstration of some sort from the two of them – different types of fighting styles that the new recruits should practice for their assessment. There’s just something about seeing them “fight” in person that Paolo couldn’t take his eyes off – they looked like they’re dancing, with each of them knowing exactly how the other moves. It was truly captivating. But besides that, the way the two of them looked at each other while doing so – Natasha’s smirks and Steve’s smug grins – was just a tad bit too flirty to be platonic, in Paolo’s most honest opinion.

Well. If there isn’t anything but partnership between Rogers and Romanoff, Paolo can’t say he’s not disappointed. That would be a serious waste of chemistry.

–

A month and a half passed quickly, and suddenly, the acceleration assessment is only two weeks away. All the new recruits are feeling the pressure and the exhaustion from trainings and drills. Their schedule is packed with different kinds of things every day, right from the moment they wake up. They only get an hour and a half lunch breaks, and dismissal at 6pm.

This particular Friday, exactly two weeks from the assessment, all 30 new recruits just seemed so defeated by lunch time that Steve took Natasha aside to talk about them.

“Nat, we should give them the rest of the day off. Let them have an early start to their weekend,” he said, moving out of earshot from the common room by turning to a corner.

“Hmmm, I guess they’re still recovering from their full-day drill yesterday,” Natasha winced at the memory. They set out a field with targets, traps, fake shooters – the works – so the recruits can experience what the assessment will be like. They all did well, which was great, but she has to admit, even she got tired from just watching them.

“And that will also give us the rest of the day off,” Steve reminded her, grinning as he put his hands on her hips.

She smirked, “Oh? Got plans, Rogers?”

“I might have a few.”

“Okay, well, let’s actually dismiss them before we start your plan and forget about them,” she chuckled, standing on her tip toes to swiftly peck his lips. His grin got wider when he turned around and she slapped his ass as he was walking back.

“Hey guys,” Natasha tried not to roll her eyes at the way Steve addressed the room. Okay, she knows it’s lunch and they’re bringing good news, but this guy is just so nice to them. It’s always like Good Cop, Bad Cop with them – she can tell that the recruits fear her, out of respect of course, but she can also tell that they adore Steve. Well, who wouldn’t?

“We know you had a tough day yesterday and this morning,” he continued, everyone’s eyes fixed on them. “So, Agent Romanoff and I decided to let you guys go early today. You’re dismissed when you’re done with lunch. See you all on Monday!” he ended with a bright smile, which was received with applause and cheers from everyone.

Steve turned around to smirk at Natasha, who just shook her head at him, and placed a hand behind her back as they turned and made their way back to the elevators. Once she was certain no one was behind them, she snaked her arm around Steve’s waist and slipped her hand in the back pocket of his jeans.

–

“Avery I’m telling you, they’re together, together!” Paolo all but hysterically screamed at his friend after telling her to meet him out that night.

After getting dismissed by their COs, Paolo was going to catch the elevator back up to his quarters to take a nap since he was done eating anyway and he wanted to rest. He was checking his phone as he was walking, not really looking ahead of him since by this time, he practically knows the layout of building by heart. The sound of laughter made him look up – half in curiosity and half in fear – because that was Agent Romanoff’s laugh.

He froze in his step. In front of him were his COs, talking in low voices while very cozily waiting for the elevator.

Feeling like he witnessed something he shouldn’t, he swiftly turned the corner and just hoped that neither of them saw him. It’s not like he’s stalking them – he really isn’t – but he’s sure Agent Romanoff won’t appreciate him seeing that.

Taking a deep breath, he sprinted for the stairs on the side and decided to go through there instead, not really wanting to chance the elevator. He didn’t stop running up the stairs until he reached the floor of his room and shut himself in.

After hearing this from his, Avery tried very hard to push it aside, but she has to admit, even she’s getting intrigued. She sighed and swirled her drink with her fingertip.

“Interesting. I’ve been hearing some, well, gossip about Captain Rogers. You know, from other recruits…”

“And…?” Paolo prompted.

Avery spoke after taking a sip of her drink. “Well, they also have suspicions on him being with Agent Romanoff,” Paolo’s eyes widened, but she continued talking, “though the two of them are known to be best friends, so it might really be just how they are with each other,” she added with a shrug.

Paolo pouted. “I just want to know the truth,” he sighed and downed his drink. Avery looked at him with something akin to pity in her eyes.

“Why don’t you just go ask them? Agent Romanoff seems to really like you, she might want to chat with her favorite recruit.”

“Do you really think I’m her favorite?” Paolo asked cheekily, to which Avery rolled her eyes fondly at. “And no way! That’s just wrong in so many levels!”

“I don’t know what to tell you then.”

–

Paolo decided to come back to the HQ that night to get some workout and training in. Although he’s grateful for having the rest of the day off, he felt… guilty somehow that he didn’t feel worked out enough. Besides, the gym and most of the compound should be empty given it’s a Friday night – most are either out and about or too tired to be up. Before heading to the gym, he went to the kitchen first to get some water.

When he got in, there were two children – a girl and a boy – sitting on one of the tables, drawing on a piece of paper, and a sandwich and juice box in front of them. Paolo stared at the two, not quite comprehending what he was seeing. As far as he was concerned, there were no children living at SHIELD’s HQ, nor are random children randomly permitted to be there. SHIELD doesn’t start them young… right? No, no, no. That can’t be.

As if sensing that someone was staring, the boy – which looks older of the two – smiled and waved at him. He has golden-blond hair and a toothy grin, and he somehow looks familiar although Paolo was certain he’s never seen this child before. The little girl with him, noticing he was looking at someone, looked up and mimicked the boy – waving and smiling at Paolo as well. She has strawberry-blonde hair, as if the two colors are mixed together to get that shade.

Huh.

Not wanting to seem like a creep, he smiled back at them and gave a little wave, turning to the fridge to get a bottle of water. He still can’t fathom who those children are and what they were doing at SHIELD!

He was about to speak out and talk to them when someone beat him to it.

“Hey… what are you guys doing here?”

Crap. That was Captain Rogers’ voice.

Paolo couldn’t see him from where he was standing at the fridge and he stood very still, not wanting to move nor show himself if possible. But he knows it’s not because he hears footsteps approaching the tables – his way – and knows Steve will see him very soon.

“Uncle Sam brought us here because he said Auntie Maria called him to come here and that you and mommy are here too!” the boy babbled on.

Hold on.

Uncle Sam and Auntie Maria??? The Falcon – Sam Wilson and Director Hill – Maria Hill? You and mommy??? These are the Captain’s children???

The Captain has kids??? Is he married??? The only quarters in this part of the HQ are Steve’s and Natasha’s – who else could be here? The little girl has more of a red hair than blonde-

Paolo’s brain was going a hundred miles a minute. He’s trying to process what was happening around him like it’s a bunch of puzzle pieces that he has to put together.

“Your uncle’s here?” he heard Steve ask again, voice louder, indicating he’s almost to where Paolo was at. In an attempt to hide himself, he opened the door of the fridge and stared at it, like he’s watching the most fascinating movie while scanning its contents. They have an awful lot of milk and cheese, he noticed.

“Yeah!” he heard the boy exclaim. “Where’s mommy?”

“Well your mom and I…” Steve trailed off, his voice right behind Paolo, no doubt catching sight of him. “Agent Crawford?” he asked, voice laced with confusion. Paolo’s hand on the milk carton froze and he almost dropped the bottle of water he was holding.

He spun a very clumsy 180 degrees, feeling heat creep up into his neck. Said Captain was only wearing a robe and pajamas. And his hair was in disarray. Oh. He’s hoping that he doesn’t look like the tomato he just saw inside the fridge.

“Yes, Captain?” he really hoped his voice was steady to Steve’s ears because it sure as hell didn’t for him.

“What are you doing here this late on a Friday night?” Steve asked, smiling at him. He didn’t look mad – if anything, he looked surprised and amused. “Isn’t everyone else out? Or you know, resting?”

Paolo nodded. “Yes, Captain. I just thought I needed more training and I was going to work out down there,” he pointed downwards, as if Steve could see the gym from underneath his finger.

Steve let out a chuckle, shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it, Agent Crawford. Get some rest. Nat, uh, I mean, Agent Romanoff is very happy with your performance. Trust me.”

Before Paolo could respond, the little boy tugged on Steve’s arm. “Daddy, I’m sleepy,” he pouted. Steve laughed and mussed up his hair.

“James, Mommy has to stay here tonight. If you want, I can go home with you two and she’ll come home tomorrow. Or… just sleep in Mommy and I’s bed here for tonight.” Steve explained.

Paolo knows this is a personal moment and he’s basically been dismissed by Steve which means he should probably leave. But alas, he felt frozen in his spot, still holding onto the fridge’s door and peering inside it while stealing glances at the three.

“With mommy!!!” the little girl squealed out. Steve grinned and leaned down to pick the little girl up in his arms. The boy – James, it seems – nodded and stood up.

“Crawford,” Paolo’s head snapped up to meet Steve’s eye, “like I said. Nat likes you, and that’s no easy feat. Take it easy. Though don’t let her know about this,” he winked, a mischievous smile on his lips. And with the girl on his right arm, Steve held out his left hand for James to hold on to.

“Y-yes, Captain.” He answered. Steve nodded and walked with the two to the elevator, finally leaving Paolo alone to slump on the floor.

Well at least his question was answered.

But what did he mean by not letting her know about “this”? That Steve told him he was her favorite or that he found out about their family?

Huh. So, Black Widow and Captain America really is a thing. And they have children. Paolo shook his head and smiled to himself. At least he shipped the right couple. He stood up and walked to his quarters. Although he was dying to tell Avery about it, the moment between him and Captain Rogers felt so… personal that he knew he can’t just talk to other people about that. Not without the consent of either of them – he knew it wasn’t his place nor his story to tell.

–

The day after the recruits’ assessments was a very tense one. The two groups were told to meet their COs first thing in the morning to learn about their results.

Steve and Natasha stood before the 30 anxious faces of the recruits, holding a piece of paper with the results. They shared a glance before Steve spoke up.

“First of all, I want to tell everyone: good job on your assessment. We were very pleased with the results.”

“Yes, I have to say, each and every one of you exceeded our expectations,” Natasha continued, to which she was met with shocked faces.

Steve observed the recruits and let out a chuckle, looking at Natasha and raising an eyebrow. The corners of her lips lifted, and she nodded. “To answer the question in your minds: Yes. All of you are now Level 2 agents. Congratulations.” He smiled and clapped his hands, which was followed by cheering and clapping from the newly-appointed agents.

After a while of celebrating, Natasha put her hand up, to which they silenced as she began to talk. “Now, as my group knows, this is the first time in two years that I had a hundred percent pass rate. Well, Captain Rogers and I have this bet – if one of us achieves that perfect rate, we’d owe the other a dare. Since we both achieved that this year, then we both owe each other a dare.” She heard the crowd go “Oooooo” and smirked.

Steve looked at her, puzzled. Natasha stared back at him and grinned. “And I want to redeem my dare right now.”

Steve’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh? What might that dare be?”

“Kiss me.“

Silence.

The agents looked at each other, shocked. Did they hear that correctly?

Steve stared at Natasha, blinking slowly, as if she might as well have told him that she was Loki in disguise.

“Come on, Rogers, you heard me,” Natasha prompted, crossing her arms over her chest and raised a challenging eyebrow at him.

The agents are looking at them back-and-forth, like it was a movie unfolding. It took Steve a while to recover. He stood up straighter and smiled at her. “Why, do you want to make our new agents uncomfortable?” he asked, putting his hands on her waist. She let out a laugh and shook her head.

“I’m actually aiming for the opposite.” She unfolded her arms to hold onto his shirt, standing on her toes to meet Steve’s lips as he leaned down. Gasps and Awwwws erupted from the group as their lips met, which made Natasha smile as she playfully bit Steve’s lower lip before pulling away.

She turned back to the agents, waiting for someone bold enough to ask them the question. One brave soul in the back raised her hand. Natasha nodded and the agent spoke up.

“So, does that mean you and Captain Rogers are dating?”

Natasha chuckled, shaking her head. The agents looked puzzled. All but one.

“Agent Crawford, you didn’t tell them?”

All eyes snapped to Paolo, who almost jumped at the mentioned of his name. “N-no, ma’am,” he merely squeaked out, feeling flushed at getting singled out. Steve gave him a thumbs up in return. From the other group, he saw Avery shooting him a looking that’s half-glaring, half-confusion.

“Nice work. I appreciate that.” Natasha told him. “No, Steve and I aren’t dating. We’re married.”

“And we have two kids,” Steve added, smiling at everyone. They stared at them, speechless. Who would’ve guessed?

“You might be wondering why we’re telling you this now,” Natasha spoke up after a few seconds of silence. “Now that all of you have Level 2 Clearance, we can tell you this and you’ll also be seeing more of SHIELD, like getting access to more places in the HQ and such. This is just a heads up that you might see our kids, James and Sarah, roaming around. They’re usually in the higher floors and lounges so if you see them, don’t freak out. They’re used to this environment so please just say hi or something.”

“So,” Steve clapped his hands together, “that’s all for now. Once again, congratulations. We may not be your direct CO anymore, but feel free to chat if you see any of us. We’re here as your mentors to support you. Dismissed.”

–

��How dare you not tell me!” Avery whispered a bit loudly at Paolo while they were in the newly-accessible lounge.

“Captain’s orders.” Paolo grinned sheepishly, waving at the little kids who just entered the room accompanied by their father. Steve caught his eye and winked at him.

[molly2140]

Introducing Octavia Freeman 😎

Includes brief shit about my Half-Life universe.

Gordon has a twin sister, Octavia, she's approx. 4 hours younger than him if that matters haha. Their mother died during their birth (depressing as hell I know but I like the tragedy and dramatic shit), so their awesome father took it upon himself to raise his twin children the best he possibly can and give them a good life. Since Gordon can't speak, he, Octavia, and their father learned ASL in order for them all to communicate. Octavia acts as Gordon's voice and helps translate his signs for those who don't understand ASL. While growing up, Octavia becomes very defensive for Gordon, she hates when people make fun of him for not being able to speak. High school consisted of lots of fights and detentions for Octavia simply because she's defending her beloved twin. The two have a very unique bond, not only are they twins but they are best friends. Gordon has a really hard time opening up to other people, especially other girls, but he's always found it easy to confide in his sister, and Octavia is extremely supportive of him.

About a year after Gordon and Octavia graduate high school, their father falls ill and soon passes away, by then they are sharing an apartment on the university campus. Gordon is undoubtedly a genius, Octavia is quite intelligent as well, but she is studying for casual things such as photography and journalism, compared to Gordon who's clearly working for his PhD in science stuff. Soon after their father passes, Octavia finds herself taking the loss much worse than Gordon, and somewhere down the line she finds herself addicted to heroin. If Gordon wasn't home the night she finally overdosed, she would have died. During her rehabilitation and healing process, this brings the two of them closer and Gordon simply tells her that he cannot lose her, because she's the only family he has left. From that day forward, the two became even more inseparable.

Gordon and Octavia both end up at Black Mesa! Gordon obviously working in anomalous materials, whilst Octavia became the first female security guard, and she and Barney form a great friendship. Barney even tells her about his interest in Lauren, and she instantly hooks them up and everybody watches them fall in love. Octavia, like Barney, is a huge party animal, and enjoys grabbing some beers with Barney and Gordon after a long shift. Did I mention that Octavia and Barney are huge Queen fans? 😎 They will blast their music every day when they hit up the shooting range or while on lunch break. Also, Barney proposes to Lauren and Octavia was so happy when he announced it to her that she literally would not shut up about wedding plans for a whole week.

Black Mesa Incident time, yayyyy.

Octavia loses her shit when she can't find Gordon, she knew he was going in the test chamber that day, she wasn't supposed to know but he had told her anyways. She and Barney team up to fight the foreign alien creatures in order to escape Black Mesa alive. They are extremely pissed about the military simply executing any scientist or Black Mesa employee, however their highest priority is finding Gordon. Octavia and Barney get separated inside the Lambda facility, Octavia is trapped within and simply focuses on finding Gordon. She finds a portal to Zen, where she fights more of the alien creatures and soon realizes there's no way back to Earth. Suddenly the G-Man introduces himself to her, and offers her a job, she hesitates, but accepts when he tells her that he has Gordon. Together, the twins are put into stasis until their "hour has come again".

I'm not gonna get too much into the Half-Life 2 era stuff cause I'm planning on making a fan fic of it but here's some highlights and other facts about Octavia.

The land outside City 17 is fairly different, White Forest still exists, however everything is more inland and not next to the coast. The only large bodies of water are rivers and lakes. Technically City 17 is somewhere in Russia or in Soviet territory because I noticed a lot of the buildings and signs there are in Russian, but let's pretend City 17 is in the US because I want Octavia and Gordon to find their home as well as the ruins of Black Mesa. :3

City 17 has a wall around it that the Combine patrol heavily, the canals still exist but there is also underground tunnels that lie below City 17. The Combine are completely clueless of the underground tunnels, therefore Alyx uses them to help transport supplies and escort citizens to other outposts.

The Combine become aware of Gordon and Octavia's return a couple months after they arrive, unlike literally within the first day in the actual game.

Gordon and Alyx do fall in love of course. :)

Barney and Octavia fall in love too. :) Not gonna spoil shit about what happens to Lauren though I'm sure you can figure it out easily.

Eli's lab is far outside City 17, further west, so instead of it being called Black Mesa East, it's now Black Mesa West. It's actually a fairly large building that is partially submerged underground and is hidden in the trees so the Combine aren't aware of it. There's a nice open area to the south of the lab where Alyx and Dog have plenty of room to play fetch.

Since the lab is partially submerged underground, kinda like some houses where the back end is underground but the front isn't, that's literally this concept. So you can basically walk onto the roof, and that's Barney and Octavia's hang-out spot. This is also the spot where they confide in each other and talk about their tragedies, for Octavia, her heroin addiction and overdose, and for Barney, what happened to Lauren.

Oh yeah they also stole a Combine helicopter and fixed up Black Mesa style. 😎

Octavia helps Barney cope with his reoccurring nightmares over Lauren and the things he's seen working undercover, oh, and about that cat.

Barney managed to save some of the old mixtapes he and Octavia made back in the day, as well as the portable cassette player, which he rigged so it doesn't need batteries. So they constantly jam out to their favorite old tunes when hanging out or going on supply runs or hunting trips.

Octavia is definitely a night owl, Gordon is as well and they both have troubles sleeping sometimes. Gordon sometimes joins Octavia on the roof at 3am to talk some energy out in hopes of going back to sleep.

The classic desert eagle is Octavia's preferred weapon, the one she used while on security at Black Mesa. She is forever grateful that Barney managed to find and keep her prized gun after the Incident, as well as Gordon's infamous crowbar. The crowbar he still swears his life on by the way, ha.

Like Alyx, Octavia is quite fit and flexible, it's obvious they're experts at parkour. ;) If you haven't noticed, Alyx has a hoodie underneath her leather jacket with the Black Mesa logo, so I decided Octavia's shirt should have the Lambda logo with a similar color concept as seen on Gordon's HEV suit.

Octavia sometimes will go undercover with Barney to try and understand what he does every day, as well as gain more Combine information. She starts doing this soon before they confide in each other and confess their newfound love for each other. They definitely feel like they're working together again like in the old days but now forming secret crushes on each other.

Okay I'm not gonna spill too many more details without spoiling everything haha. But this is Octavia, as well as a brief explanation on my Half-Life universe. I showed my finished drawing of Octavia to my boyfriend and he swears she looks like me in real life but I don't see it other than the fact we both wear glasses and we both have our hair in ponytails all the time lol. The pose was based off of Kibbitzer's reference sheets, as mentioned before, you can find Kibbitzer's sheets on DeviantArt, their Patreon, or by simply searching it in Google. So yeah, this is my OC, Octavia Freeman, I hope you guys like her because I've put a lot of thought into her character and I've never done that with my other OCs haha. But I'm really proud of it. :)