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overheated (m.s)

bf!matt x f!reader x bsf!chris x bsf!nick

a/n: actively working on requests. also this is unedited. i wrote this while waiting for my car to be washed lol. might edit later tho idk

summary: when hiking with the triplets, sofia passes out from the heat

No one was sure why they had chosen to hike in the middle of a heatwave. Getting up the mountain was fine since they’d started early in the morning, but now it had reached midday and the heat was as bad as ever. They were currently sitting in a circle eating some snacks that Matt’s girlfriend Sofia had packed. Chris got to his feet and glanced at the group. “I kind of want to go explore a little bit. Anyone care to join me?”

Nick finished the last of his Dr Pepper and stood up. “I’ll go. Matt? Sofia?”

“I think I’ll stay here,” Sofia replied from where she was sitting and Matt agreed with her.

Nick and Chris left, leaving Matt and Sofia to chat for a while. Matt smiled as his girlfriend rested her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him. “Hi. Are you feeling okay?” he asked.

Sofia wasn’t usually as clingy as she had been for the past couple of hours, not that Matt minded. “Just a little tired,” Sofia replied.

Matt was quiet as he let Sofia rest in his arms. He loved spending time in nature, and they’d been so busy he hadn’t gotten to do this for a long time. Matt gently ran his fingers over Sofia’s arm as he looked at the view in front of him. “You know what we need to do?” Sofia asked suddenly and Matt glanced down at her.

“Tell me.”

Sofia adjusted herself so that she was looking up at Matt. “A q&a on our relationship. My subscribers requested it a couple videos ago and I wrote it down. I just never got around to telling you.”

A smile crossed Matt’s face as he nodded. “Yeah. We could do it for your next video. It could be our little car video.”

“We haven’t done that in a while,” Sofia said excitedly.

The two became so caught up in future ideas for their channels that they didn’t notice that Nick and Chris had come back. The group chatted for a while before they decided that it was too hot and it would be better to head to a nearby restaurant. By the time they got back into town it would be dinner time, and Chris had a restaurant that he wanted to treat everyone to. Matt reached his hand out and pulled Sofia to her feet. “You’re sure you’re okay?” he asked, still a little concerned.

Sofia nodded, feeling better now that they’d eaten and relaxed for a bit. “Guess I just needed a break.”

As the group headed back down the trail, Sofia was beginning to feel lightheaded again. She knew it was just the heat. It was a known fact that she didn’t handle high temperatures well, but usually staying hydrated worked. The group was chatting excitedly about future youtube videos as they continued their way back to the car. Sofia squeezed her eyes shut as everything seemed to start spinning. They were a little over halfway done before she really needed to stop.

“Can we stop for a second,” Sofia slurred as she doubled over, resting her hands on her knees. “I need a minute.”

“Are you okay?” Chris asked worriedly.

“Here. Have my water,” Nick followed up, handing Sofia his water bottle.

Matt hurried over to Sofia and rubbed her back. “What’s going on my love?” he asked worriedly.

Sofia ran a hand through her hair as she tried held onto Matt’s arm for support. She could hear the brothers trying to talk to her, but everything felt like it was underwater. Everything was spinning and black spots began dancing before her eyes. “Matty, I really don’t feel good,” she murmured, causing Matt to quickly wrap an arm around her waist to hold her steady.

“Okay, let’s get you to that bench over there,” Matt said, pointing a little further down the trail.

When he got no response he looked at his girlfriend to see her eyes start to roll up in her head. “Oh shit!” Chris gasped, as Sofia went limp.

Matt knelt down, gently lowering Sofia onto the ground, relieved that he was able to catch her. Thinking fast, he pulled off his shirt and poured some cold water from his bottle. Nick and Chris did their best to help their brother as he tried to wake Sofia up. It didn’t take long before Sofia let out a soft groan. “Hey. You’re okay,” Matt said softly as his girlfriend’s eyes fluttered open. “Hey. How are you feeling?”

“Head hurts,” Sofia mumbled, still out of it.

“I know,” Matt said gently. “We’re going to get you home.”

Matt lifted Sofia into his arms, making sure to keep his damp shirt across her neck. When they finally made it to the car, Chris kept an arm around Sofia so Matt could get the car keys out of his bag. “I’ll stay in the back with her,” Chris said.

Matt nodded and planted a kiss on Sofia’s cheek. “Let me know if you need anything okay.”

“Hmmmm,” Sofia hummed as Chris helped her into the car.

As they pulled into the driveway several minutes later, Matt glanced in the rearview mirror to see Sofia half asleep. Matt parked in the driveway letting Nick and Chris leave before he went over to Sofia’s side. “Hey my love. We’re home.”

Sofia hummed slightly as she opened her eyes. “M’sorry Matt,” she muttered.

“Why?” Matt asked, helping her out of the car. “You didn’t do anything.”

“I thought I could handle the hike,” Sofia replied.

Matt shook his head as he hugged his girlfriend. “It was super hot today. I’m surprised any of us made it through that hike. Don’t even worry about it," he reassured her. Matt kissed Sofia's cheek as he led her inside. "Let's just take a nap before dinner. Chris might have a fit if we don't go to the place he picked," Matt said jokingly, earning a laugh from Sofia.

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Keeping Spirits Bright

Day 14: Letters + Ray/Rose/Reggie <=AO3

1995

Hey guys,

I can’t believe it’s been five months. Seems like forever and just yesterday that I said goodbye. Dr. Butler said I should write to you, to help process my grief. I think she’d rather I write you each a letter, but this one is hard enough-I don’t know that I have it in me to do two more. 

It’s Christmas right now-though I’m not much in the mood to celebrate. Ray and Rose have made an effort-spending money they don’t have to get a real tree and a nice meal. But it still doesn’t erase you guys not being there next to me in your stupid paper hats and getting drunk off eggnog. 

It’s hard to be merry when my life is so broken. I’ve been trying to function since Ray and Rose pulled me back from the brink, but it’s still harder more days than not. 

I tried to go visit your folks-check up on them. Lex, your parents wouldn’t see me, but I saw Livvie and she’s dealing. She gave me a hug, and I may have held on for a moment too long, but she wasn’t letting go either, so I think it was for you as much as me. 

Lu…I think this year was worse. Last year your mom knew you were out there. This year-she just cried. I think she might wonder why it’s me sitting there, eating her cookies and not you. I feel so guilty about that-even though Pepper said I shouldn’t. I left you some of the cookies-they’re too salty for me anyways. 

Bobbers I see Lola all the time. She has no one else-and she likes having someone to fuss over. She has the garage just as we left it but neither of us can go out there. She wanted to come with me today, wish you all a Merry Christmas, but she broke her hip earlier this fall and it’s harder for her to get around.

God how do I end this? 

I miss you. I love you. I hope you’re having a rocking holiday in Heaven. 

Reg

2003

Hey guys,

Guess what? I’m gonna be a dad!

I know, who on Earth would let me procreate with them? 

Well, technically , the baby is Ray’s but Rose and him assured me I am still in every way this kid’s dad. I am so scared and excited and yak in a bowl anxious. I can’t wait!

We want to wait until they’re born to see the gender and decide on a name, so that is killing me just a little. But I get to decorate the nursery-I have some really fun ideas involving yellows and greens-maybe a springtime scene since Rose is due right around Easter. 

Bobby you might hate me for it, but your old room is finally getting painted. We kept the house the same for so long, but finally Rose put her foot down and insisted we make it our own. So room by room we’ve taken over. Celia left us a lot of stuff-including all her couches, which is great because me, Rose, and Ray have a tendency to break ours. 

I love them so much you guys-wanton destruction and all. 

Anyways, you don’t want to hear about that. My latest album is going well-I know none of you were country fans, but it suits me, getting to perform again, even if I would hang up my spurs in a second to be jamming out with you guys again.(No Alex, I do not have actual spurs, Rose nixed that idea straight away). There’s talk of a small tour but I told Marci, my agent, that I had to be back in time for the baby to come, so we’ll see. 

Livvie is doing well Alex, finally a doctor, just like she dreamed. Patrick just started preschool, and gosh he’s cute! I don’t get to see them much, but me and Olivia send letters, and she always sends a photo with her Christmas card. 

Celia loves the home she’s in Bobby-she has pictures of you everywhere, and your lolo as well. Even some of the band! But she’s got lots of friends, and seems to be doing great. I see her every other Sunday for tea, and we reminisce, but also chat-old ladies still have the juiciest gossip you know?

Lu your folks are much the same as the last time I visited-I worry about them you know? They don’t want to talk to anybody, just keep functioning and mourning, and I feel so bad. Especially when I tell them about my life-I think they just wonder what would have become of you. It makes me feel so guilty-which Pepper just sighs at me about, but she gets it. I-I don't go as much as I should, but I always check up on them around the holidays. Still get the same cookies-every year they are a little less salty, like they contain less tears. Hope you don’t mind-I ate a few on the way here. 

So that’s it-my update for the year. It was…I don’t want to say easier, because it’s never easier writing to you three. Wishing you were here with me, joshing me about being a part of a throuple, about becoming a dad. Giving me all sorts of grief for the hat-because yes, I do have the hat. 

But then-if you guys were here, would I have any aspect of this life? I don’t know, and I don’t know how to feel about that.  Sad, maybe, because as much as I love you, I don’t know if I would give this-my new family, my unborn child, my thriving career-up for you. Maybe that’s growth. Maybe it’s me being selfish. 

I still miss you all, but…I think you’d want me to be happy, to keep on living for you. We’ll be together again someday. Until then, keep my bass tuned, and see if you can come up with a sequel to Get Lost for me to really wail on.

Love you all,

Reg

2020

Twenty five years. Where does the time go? 

It has been… a while since I wrote one of these. Been a long time since I felt the need to honestly. I still miss you all like crazy you know. And it’s harder this year without Rose, but maybe she’s up there with you, rocking out, or just swapping embarrassing Reggie stories-both equally possible. Maybe that’s why the letter. 

Julie is doing better-she formed some new band with a bunch of holograms? I haven’t seen them perform yet-stupid touring schedule, but apparently they’re great. But of course they are, they’re playing with Julie-but maybe that’s just my dad bias peeking through. 

Carlos is on track to being a superstar on his baseball team. I’ve been to as many games as I’ve been able to, but again, the life of a country superstar is a bit of a busy one. But Ray sends me videos for all the ones I miss, and that’s been amazing, especially since I was the one who taught him to throw a pitch. 

It’s so weird being a dad you know? 

I think about your folks in that respect-God knows my own were not a good role model on how to parent. And I know you guys all had issues with your own families, but I guess I have a different perspective now. 

I still send holiday cards to Livvie-Patrick is in college now, Lexie, pursuing Classics, you’d be so proud. He tried to learn drums, but oooof he was bad . But he and his boyfriend are the cutest, and it’s so nice to see how different life is for them than it was for you. I wish you could be here for it-watch you blush and freak at Pride, and maybe find yourself that good guy you deserve. 

I visit Celia every time I come to see you guys-Bobbers I hope she found you, that she’s looking after you. I hit a hard time when she passed-like she was the last part of my connection to you. But I know she wouldn’t want me to live in sadness; that’s why she gave me the house. You would love how bright and happy it is now-full of love and with a million couches that you could stretch out on. 

Lu I tried to keep in touch with your folks, but they are still stuck in the past. They still celebrate your birthday, still have your room just like you left it. I tried giving them Pepper’s number but I doubt they used it. It breaks my heart every time, but I feel like I have to check up on them. Let them talk about you, or just sit quietly. I did learn to knit though, which has been a godsend on long bus rides or plane flights. Though you are the only one who wears beanies in LA. 

Wore. Damn, didn’t even catch that. 

Okay, I have to end this letter, I’m almost home, and all I want to do is sleep, and I’ll deliver this letter tomorrow after a long nap and some family time. 

Still love you guys, forever and always. 

Reg

[sunsrefuge]

hi del im here for the dating sim asks and. :) youll never guess. :)

(yeah its Quinn- i have to pick Quinn's route HAHAHBDJ)

QUINNIE !! (tbh at this point you might be her biggest fan next to Tres and it warms my heart so so much !! my silly mundane girlie ♥)

Quinn's Route could potentially be very fun!! She lightly frequents a few bars around DR and LA, but it's also not uncommon for her to wander around in the middle of the night, and to be off on her Whispers Agent missions! Man, wouldn't it suck if you met her while she was undercover so she had to lie to you about a bunch but you both hit it off really well regardless?? <- Not the take I'm gonna use here but it occurred to me and now I want to put her in such an AU fdfksjdnf - She's a part-time bartender in Divinity's Reach, so maybe you meet her at the bar one time! Regardless of which side of the counter she's on, she's very friendly and nice! When working, she's diligent about her responsibilities, but if you prove to be fun conversation then she'll do things a bit quicker just to have a few more seconds to chat with you! - You're gonna have to be either chill or affectionate towards cats, and you can't talk down to her about her bar job! ;w; She loves her job and has an absolute ball with it most days, so talking down about working in a bar in any form is going to be a huge turn-off for her !! Same thing with cats; you gotta at least be nice to her baby boy Pepper!!

(apparently i have WAY more to say about her than i THOUGHT i would. so !! readmore in the middle lmao)

[Fun fact continuation!] - She loves spontaneous outings!! Little adventures in between everyday life is what keeps her happy and goin'!! She'll likely try to invite you to some late-night street exploration, or dropping into some party she heard conversation about, or even just running around some woods at night!! Even better if you're the one who suggests something spontaneous first!! - Quinn's a huge sucker for sparring and duels as well; if you're the combat / adventurer type like she is, she'll absolutely want to spar with you and it is absolutely bonus points if you go through with it! A bonus for YOU is that she typically banters and flirts during duels. >:) - But she is OBLIVIOUS to flirting!! yours OR her own!! She's dumb!! She is absolutely the person that you could flirt with in increasingly obvious ways, and she would absolutely think that you just Really enjoy her company!! (Literally, her husband [who ive been ignoring for the sake of this bc his involvement would prompt It's Own Route ♥] was taking her on dates and giving her kisses and even calling her Dearheart and she never got it until he wrote her a whole ass love letter. She's THAT level of oblivious!!)

Good Ending: The trick to getting the good ending requires one thing: Being Very Direct With Her. As previously stated: Quinn is a total airhead about love. You could literally be making out with her on the couch and she would just think that you're great buddies who are hella comfortable with each other!! Being direct with her is going to give her a small crisis, but mainly in the "oh gods i've never been in a relationship before" department; the good news is: Even if she's hella bad at the whole relationship thing at first, she is undoubtedly going to give it her all. :3 This is definitely a girlie who's good ending finishes out with a wedding tbh, or at least a "years later" wedding bonus scene

Neutral Ending: Basically achieved but just. Not Saying Anything, lmao. You could be flirting with her, you could also not be flirting with her! Either way, platonic ending, basically! :D you'll still get to share your late night adventures and do spontaneous shit together, you're just (probably) not kissing in alleyways on your way home and whatever.

Bad Ending: you just?? don't hit it off that well i guess?? or you were mean to her cat, or about her job. :( She's not like a vengeful person so nothing all that exciting would happen here tbh! it'd be more like a gentle drifting apart! Unless you mistreated her on purpose and her brothers find out ♥ then you suffer at their hands, and that might be exciting! KSDJFNS

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Relationship / Partner Survey

1:: What 5 words would you use to describe your partner?

Careful, genuine, neat, romantic, thoughtful

2:: What 5 words definitely do not describe your partner?

Chaotic, loud, eccentric, ambitious, Assertive

3:: What was the first thing that made you like them?

He was very funny and very open. He also just listened and was just like you knew him all your life.

4:: How did it go when you first met them?

I was incredibly nervous and shy I didn’t know how to talk and was kinda hiding a bit so he’d not notice I was there in case I looked like an idiot to him. I also thought he might think I was a bit uglier in person and be put off.

5:: Were was your first date?

Not exactly a date but first time we went somewhere nice together as a couple was on the day he asked me out we were at the pier and it was so so sweet. I knew he was nervous and so was I. The strangest thing was he was one of the very few people that made me nervous as I was so anxious I’d give off a bad impression or reaction.

6:: Do you have some of the same friends or completely different friends?

We do have a lot of the same friends which is both great and hard as times 🤣 but I also have other friends from all over the country.

7:: What’s their best physical feature?

I’ll keep it PG so I’d say hands or hair both lovely and soft and nice to rub between my fingers.

8:: How did you know when you loved them?

When seeing his name pop up online made my heart race like I was running a marathon. Paying attention to every single word he said. Just everything about him I wanted to know. I dunno I just hadn’t felt that way before.

9:: Do you have similar or different interests?

Both similar and different. We both love music and comedy. I’m more into horror and he’d prefer action though. He’s into football where I take more a casual interest and I’m into Psychology where a lot of it is dull to him I think.

10:: what reminds you of them?

So many songs. Certain foods too.jut random things will make him pop into my head.

11:: what’s their favourite colour?

He’s not massive on favourite colours but probably Red for his football team.

12:: What’s their favourite show?

He’s watched a lot of series so don’t think he has a number one favourite but he does enjoy Not Going Out, Lucifer, Prison Break, Sex EDucation, Gavin and Stacey lots really. He also watches the two major soap operas

13:: What’s their favourite drink/food?

Okay, there’s a fair few. All out favourite is hard so imma list off some ones he really likes: Dr Pepper, Pepsi Max Cherry, Captain Morgan’s (spiced and others), Bailey’s, Iced Coffee, Pizza, Curry (especially pretty spicy curries) with Naan bread, Garlic Cheesy Bread, Halloumi, Burgers too many to name really.

14:: What do you think attracted them to you?

I’m a kind person who can be very thoughtful. I’ll also chat for ages about anything.

15:: Do they know your favourite stuff?

Some I think they do but others not so much.

16::do you have inside jokes?

Kinda yeah.

17:: If you could tell them something, what would you tell them?

You are stronger than you think you don’t need to rely on me or anyone you’re so so strong already you can handle absolutely anything and I for one thing you’re amazing.

18:: They tell you that they have an incurable illness what do you do?,

First I’d be absolutely gutted and heartbroken. For myself, for them, for their family. Then I’d wonder if there was anything I could do like could they technically be made better if I say gave them one of my kidneys? If so, then that’s what I’d do. If not, then I’d just fall apart really and not know what tf to do.

19:: Same as above but it’s you ill and it’s their reaction?

I feel somehow he’d not cope and would completely emotionally withdraw for awhile, not being able to cope with the prospect. Probably like me he’d think it was his fault despite it making no sense that it would be.

20:: Hoq long have you loved them and how long will you love them do you think?

Around 3 years I reckon? I’ll always love him no matter what happens with us I’ll always love him you can’t just stop these feelings can you.

[honey-coloured-passion]

Surprise! (Sapnap x Reader)

Request: “Sapnap X Reader where he surprises the reader while she’s streaming”

Words: 1.5k

“Hello chat how are your days going? Good, bad? Finals!? Oh my gosh I hate finals dude I’m so sorry f to pay respects,” you paused to stretch and adjust your headset as you had just started your stream. “I’m kinda just bored today chat so what should we do? Mods can you all run a poll or something?” You glanced at your discord and saw messages from Sap.

“Hey angel!”

“Oh you’re streaming!”

“You look cute on stream” 

You rolled your eyes but chat caught you blushing and saw that Sapnap was viewing the stream, and immediately lost it. They’d been shipping the two of you for months, but little did they know you guys had been dating for three months, since you met up in person for the first time. It hadn’t felt like the right time to announce to the world and you’d wanted to establish your relationship privately before telling the fans, but that didn’t mean you’d had a couple slip ups leading the fans to theorize. 

This included you calling Sapnap various forms of babe, bubs, Nick, love etc. Same went for Sap who gets teased for endlessly rushing to your defense on the SMP and responding casually when you call him a pet name, almost like he does it all the time... yeah, chat was on to the two of you. 

“Shut up guys and tell me what we’re doing today! We could go grind netherite tools and chill? How does that sound?” the SMP always got a resounding yes, and just like that you were off, the SMP had won the poll anyways. 

You messaged Sap in discord, “wanna call for the stream?” and quickly he was on the call with you. 

“Hello Mr. Sapitus Napitus, how’s your day going on this fine Friday?” you laughed as you ran through the nether, having just collected enough wool and planks to make beds. “It’s going, I was bored as heck so I wound up here, what about you?” You knew the longer end to that story, his family was out and he thought editing would take longer but now he was stuck at home. “Same same, I’m chillin and got bored after scrolling on Tiktok for like two hours so now I’m here!” You moved on, blowing up the nether hunting for netherite scrap while talking with chat.

A familiar notification went off, “water check from, um ,GogySupremacy420,000, oh my god what a username. Alright everyone drink some water! This is good I haven’t drank water since like breakfast.” you heard Sap pipe up, “you’ve eaten since breakfast right?” you rolled your eyes, “nope I’ll eat after stream don’t worry Simpnap” tacking on the nickname earned a scoff from the simp himself. “Not a simp,” he answered, giving you a punch in the game making you hit him back. After a mini fight ending in you threatening to place a bed and effectively kill the both of you, you were back to mining. 

“Hey I’ve gotta go drive and grab something want me to stay on call though?” your head whipped to discord to look for another message, knowing Sap didn’t have anywhere to be tonight. But there was nothing. “Oh I don’t mind, chat and I enjoy your company!” you said with a grin. You’d made it to enchanting now, having found all the netherite you needed.

As you sat on the spider spawner you heard Sap get in the car, the familiar beep of him unlocking his car and the revving of the engine making you laugh, “you’re car is literally so old I’m surprised it starts,” you heard Sapnap scoff, “old?! don’t you dare speak to her like that, she’s beautiful,” you rolled your eyes, Callahan who must’ve been on your stream quickly piped up in the game chat “Y/n is jealousss!” now it was your turn to be offended, “you think I’d be jealous of a bucket of rusty bolts and oil? No chance,” you laughed, checking chat as they were spamming JealousChamp. “Whatever you say ba- Y/n,” Sapnap played it off with a cough and you quickly changed the subject to how much XP you would need for all your tools. 

“Hey I’ve gotta go on deafen real quick be back soon!” Sap’s voice flooded your mic, he must’ve brough the mic close to his mouth because his smooth and deep voice curled around the mic perfectly, sending shivers down your spine as his warm tone filled your headphones. “B-bye” you choked out, pretending to adjust your headset as you continued killing mobs. “So chat, got any questions to pass this alone time?” you watched the chat speed up, hoping your mods would filter out poor questions. “Favorite. color? Easy who knows? Yup! You guys know me too well. Ooh favorite fast food place? This is hard cuz I don’t wanna say something you all don’t know but I can tell you guys my McDonalds order because it’s immaculate. Do I know Sapnap’s order? This is a good test you guys, I’m pretty sure it’s like an ungodly amount of spicy McChickens and a Dr. Pepper but I swear he changes it like every day.” you laughed, reading out other people’s orders then moved to debating if the icecream machine is actually broken or if the workers are just lazy. They’re lazy, confirmed by workers in chat apparently. 

“I’m back but I have to go in like five minutes, did you miss me?” Sap’s voice flooded your headphones again. As you adjusted his volume you teased, “hmm nope!” to which he began pouting making you laugh at his “baby rage”. Just as you were finishing with enchants on your axe he had to go. “Don’t miss me too much I’ll talk to you later, chat behave yourself I know you all will miss me but just leave y/n open in a muted tab,” he teased making you roll your eyes, “whatever we’re gonna have a super secret conversation after you’re gone about how we only let you on the stream out of pity right chat?” you couldn’t stop smiling and laughing through the teasing. “Okay okay, I actually gotta go, see you soon,” you bid Sapnap farewell and returned to joking with chat, turning on media share to pass some time as you reacted to animatics, hilarious compilations, and the occasional y/n x sapnap video making chat light up as you laughed through the videos. 

As you watched the videos and killed cave spiders you got a text from Sapnap. 

You still streaming?

Yup! Where’d you end up going? you replied.

Open your door and find out

Your breath hitched. “One- one minute chat,” you pulled your headset off and heard a small rustling in your hallway. As soon as you tabbed out of the game you stood up, rushing off camera to fling your door open and,

There he was. His smile was infectious and you couldn’t help yourself from screaming and running into his open arms. As he held you, rocking back and forth, you heard him mumbled. “I missed you”  Into your ear while you clung to him. “I missed you more,” you whispered back, Finally, you released him enough to peck his lips, unable to wipe the grin from your face. “I got food cuz you said you didn’t eat and I figured if I had time I wanted to spend it with you!” your heart practically melted, taking a bag of food in one hand and holding Sapnap’s hand with your other you realized you forgot to mute or end stream.

“Um, so I’m still streaming... what do we do?” you glanced up nervously but Sapnap just started laughing, “oh my god I guess I can say hi so chat doesn’t lose it’s mind,” you swallowed nervously, glancing down at your phone you had been tagged in endless clips of you running off camera then screaming about 15 seconds later. “Yeah better give them an answer,” you giggled.

Rushing back to your setup you saw chat blowing up as you put your headset back on. “Heyyy guys! So yeah, um I guess I can just show you that, we have a special guest!” You gestured to Sapnap to come into frame, pulling up a chair as he sat down next to you. “Yeah I gave y/n a visit cuz I was bored. Hi chat, hello, hello! You guys are going really fast dang,” Sapnap gripped your hand under the table, you squeezed back, leaning into his embrace. “So um, I think Sap and I are gonna hangout, right?” you glanced at him and he nodded, he really hadn’t stopped smiling since he got to your place. “Yup! Maybe if there’s time we’ll go live again I’m not sure! Kinda spur of the moment yeah?” you finished your thought. Saying goodbye to chat you ended stream just a few minutes later.

“We’ve really gotta tell people soon, I wanna be able to hold your hand on camera not just off,” Sapnap said between bites of food. “Yeah, I think it’ll be okay right?” You had always been nervous about stans hating you or people trying to get in between your relationship. “As long as I’ve got you I’m more than fine, I’m- I don’t know I guess I’m pogchamp,” you shook your head, “god you are such a dork,” Sapnap scrunched his nose with a laugh, “I’m your dork though so I’m so special!” and you couldn’t agree more. <3

[juminsmysticmc]

RFA do sports with Mc until she‘s too weak to even walk ( Mc wasn't forced, just got weak! )

Hello! So, this is a HC I have been waiting to write for such a long time! I hope you enjoy! BTW; Mc wasn’t forced or so!

Jumin

,,Sports day at the company? Sounds fun to me!’’ you wrote in the chat when your husband and Jaehee talked about the sports day at the C&R.

Yoosung somehow convinced the whole RFA to come, even though Jumin told them countless times that they couldn’t come.

But you were also excited to have a fun day with your friends so your husband accepted them.

When the day came, you were wearing a sports skirt as well as a shirt and a hat.

Jumin was currently putting some sunscreen on your skin, knowing that you had sensitive skin.

,,If it’s too hard, Mc, please take a rest, my love,’’ Jumin kept saying.

But you had no intention of giving up and so the day began.

Zen was constantly trying to beat Jumin and Jumin simply loved to show you how good you were.

You, however, also wanted to show them all how good you were and of course not giving people a single chance to bad mouth you.

However, three hours later you were just weak. The sun was way too strong and you didn’t drink enough water.

Jumin, of course, noticed your condition and quickly approached you, catching you before your body hit the ground.

,,Mc, my love!’’ he called out.

,,Jumin, I’m so weak…’’ you laughed and tried to hold onto him.

In less than a second, he had you between his arms and he carried you towards the infirmary, trying to make you feel better.

Zen

You knew how much he loved to work out so you decided to go to the gym with him.

Of course you never had as much of a workout as today.

Zen always made sure that you stayed healthy and drank a lot of water and would take a good rest, but at some point he was concentrating so much on his own workout that he completely forgot that you never worked out that hard.

He just noticed again when you were laying on the ground, panting and trying to get up again.

,,Princess! I’m so sorry! Should I call and ambulance?’’ he asked you, concerned and sorry that he didn’t notice.

,,No,’’ you whispered. You were even too weak to move your head.

,,Can you just please carry me home? I can’t move anymore…’’ you laughed.

He smiled at you and gladly took your body in his strong arms.

Your chest was pressed against his wet body.

,,Sorry, I smell gross…’’ he apologized sorry.

,,No, you’re hot,’’ you mumbled and blushed as you rested in his arms, making him feel even better…’’

Yoosung

,,You game too much after work!’’ you nagged at him.

,,We need to do some workouts!’’ you told him and pulled him.

Yoosung was unsure if he could even endure so long.

But you were so firm about this so he agreed with you.

Well, you were right after all. He needed to move more.

And so both of you changed into some sports gear and began to run around the park, stopping a few minutes for some different workouts and then kept running.

However, at some point you didn’t feel your feet anymore and just had to stop.

Yoosung on the other side was more than filled with power.

,,I can’t anymore,’’ you gasped.

Yoosung smiled as he went on his knees.

,,I will give you a piggyback ride,’’ he offered and made you smile.

You put your weak arms around him as he supported your legs and walked home with you on his back.

,,I was always jealous of Zen,’’ he began.

,,But now I feel strong. I can carry my own wife home,’’ he smiled, flustered and turning red.

You chuckled to yourself and you were really glad when he even made you a warm bath and took your clothes off. You were really too weak to move...

Jaehee

,,I believe that we walk more than enough at the coffee shop, but if you want to, Mc,’’ Jaehee smiled and took the sports bra you gave her, ready to change into it and do the workout you decided to do with her.

Both of you were motivated to do this, moving your hands, legs, hips and feeling the burning muscles.

You both were sweating.

The room was turning hot as both of you kept doing the work out.

But suddenly you felt your legs giving up and it happened.

You didn’t collapse, but you fell on the floor and couldn’t get up anymore.

,,I think we need to stop, Jaehee…’’ you laughed after she got the shock of her life.

,,Ah, are you okay?’’ she asked you and sat down next to you.

Your chest was moving up and down as you tried to calm your breathing.

The sweat was dripping down your chest, having your girlfriend’s whole attention.

,,Something wrong?’’ you asked Jaehee, noticing that she perhaps had a sexy thought of you.

,,NO!’’ she blushed.

But you were straight forward ,,I can’t move my hands, so come and kiss me, Jaehee…’’ you moaned and enjoyed the long kiss she gave you...

Saeyoung

,,You’re eating too much junk food,’’ you told him and showed him the empty bags of his favorite chips and the empty cans of his favorite drink.

,,Dr. Pepper is good for my head!’’ he whined.

,,Yes, if you want-ah! Don’t make me talk! Get up! We’ll play badminton now!’’ you hissed and pulled him up.

,,Do you even know how to play?’’ he asked you and chuckled as you led him outside.

,,I’m the best player,’’ you smirked and hit the ball.

However, he caught it perfectly and played back.

It was funny. He was good which was something you didn’t expect from him.

And so the game went way too long until he accidentally hit you in your stomach with the ball, making you fall back.

At first he laughed, thinking that it was funny, but when he noticed that you didn’t stand up anymore he became worried and quickly approached you, calling you by your name.

,,As if something like this could kill me,’’ you laughed and looked at him.

,,Stand up,’’ he said and smiled as he offered his hand to you.

,,No, please carry me. You were so good that I can’t move… besides, it hurts…’’ you laughed.

Saeyoung laughed too and was more than happy to carry you to the couch and give you an ice pack with a cold can of Dr. Pepper...

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08.04.2021// 00:33 MEST

[thewidowsghost]

Of Course You Did - Part One  Natasha Romanoff x Johnson! Reader

My good friend, I hope, @procrastinatingsapphictrash​ asked for a 7 and 10 with Nat. I don’t know if this is what they were wanting, but I just let Jesus take the wheel - Please say somebody gets that reference. Anyway, this is Part One, Probably of Two, possibly three. But yeah, I hope @procrastinatingsapphictrash​ is happy with this uh, masterpiece(?) I created. 

3rd Person POV

"I screwed up Skye!" (Y/n) complains pacing in front of her sister, running a hand through her hair.

Skye had an amused look on her face.

"Stupid rock that gave us stupid weird powers," (Y/n) grumbles.

"Let me guess," Skye says, and (Y/n) stops, looking at her sister. "You accidentally teleported out again?"

(Y/n) groans and runs her hand through her hair again.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a mission with the Avengers?" Skye asks after a moment.

"Huh, yeah, You're right," (Y/n) nods to her twin and with a blink, (Y/n) is standing back inside the Quinjet.

Avoiding the Black Widow's gaze, (Y/n) plops down beside Steve.

Once the Quinjet lands, (Y/n) begins teleporting around, taking out some of the HYDRA soldiers.

After a minute, (Y/n) teleports next to Clint as he begins shooting targets and (Y/n) draws her pistols, shooting some of the other targets.

Natasha drives the truck over a hill and Clint, (Y/n), and Natasha dive off the truck.

(Y/n) sticks close to the redheaded assassin as the two take out HYDRA agents. Once making sure that Natasha would be okay on her own, (Y/n) teleports over and works with Clint for a while.

Clint shoots an exploding arrow at one of the bunkers and there's a flash and something catches the arrow.

"Clint! Look out!" (Y/n) shoves the Avenger out of the way from a laser gun, which grazes her side.

(Y/n) lets out a grunt as Clint drags her out of harm's way. Clint goes to help her out but he catches another flash and draws his bow.

Natasha catches sight of the young woman bleeding onto the snow.

Natasha darts over and presses against the wound in her side. Clint had followed after the flash, "Will someone please take care of that bunker?" Natasha looks up as the Hulk runs through the bunker. "Thank you," she says softly.

(Y/n) lets out a groan as the redhead puts more pressure on the wound.

"Sorry," Natasha murmurs.

After a few minutes, Thor flies over.

"I'll take (Y/n) back to the Quinjet," he says in his deep voice.

Natasha looks a little uncertain but then nods.

Once the group returns to the Avengers' Tower, (Y/n) is rushed to Med Bay where Doctor Cho uses a machine to begin to heal the wound in (Y/n)'s side.

Natasha had shown up, Clint at her side.

"You sure she's gonna be okay?" Natasha asks.

(Y/n) gazes up at the redhead standing over her, and raises an eyebrow.

"There's no possibility of deterioration," Cho tells her. "The nano-molecular functionality is instantaneous. Her cells don't know they're bonding with simulacra."

"She is creating tissue," Banner clarifies.

"If you brought her to my lab, the Regeneration Cradle could do this in twenty minutes."

"Oh, she's flat-lining. Call it Time?" Tony says, coming in with some smoothies.

"Haha," (Y/n) smiles, rolling her eyes at the billionaire. "No, I'm gonna live forever. I'll be made of plastic."

"No (Y/n)," Cho says, smiling at the woman as (Y/n) takes a smoothie from Tony. "You'll be made of you. Your own girlfriend won't know the difference."

"I don't have a girlfriend," (Y/n) says, glancing up at Natasha.

"That I can't fix," Cho says and (Y/n) grins.

"I'd hoped I'd be able to fix that one myself," (Y/n) admits.

"Helen, I expect to see you at the party on Saturday," Tony says and (Y/n) raises an eyebrow.

"Unlike you, I don't have a lot of time for parties," Cho tells Tony. "Will Thor be there?" she asks and (Y/n) giggles.

A few minutes later, Cho let's (Y/n) up from the table. "Wow, that was fast," (Y/n) comments. "Thanks, Dr. Cho," (Y/n) smiles at the doctor.

"No problem (Y/n)," Cho returns the smile.

(Y/n) leaves the room, pulling out her phone. "Skye? How've you been since the eight hours since I've seen you?"

Skye chuckles, "Believe me, I've been bored."

"Invite the team - Fitz, Simmons, Bobbi, Hunter, Mack, Coulson, and May - Stark's throwing a party," (Y/n) says.

"Oh, alright!" Skye says excitedly.

"It's Saturday," (Y/n) tells her twin.

"You staying at the Tower?" Skye asks.

"Yep. I'll see you soon then," (Y/n) smiles. "Love you."

"Love you too," Skye returns.

(Y/n) looks up from the floor, meeting Natasha's silvery-green.

"That was my twin sister," (Y/n) clarifies.

"Well, if she's as sweet as you, we should meet," Natasha says with a warm smile.

(Y/n) smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck.

"See, that's what I was talking about," Natasha says. "See you around."

(Y/n) walks outside to the Quinjet dock to greet her friends.

"It's been a while since I've seen the Avengers," Coulson says as (Y/n) leads the group inside.

"Yeah, last they knew, you were, you know -" May pauses, and (Y/n)'s eyes shine.

Steve steps forward, then pauses, looking at Coulson. "It's nice to see you again," Steve addresses Coulson, holding out his hand for Coulson to shake.

"You too, Captain Rogers," Coulson returns.

Steve nods respectfully to Coulson, then he turns to (Y/n). "Who are your friends?" he asks.

"This is Melinda May," (Y/n) nods to May. "Mack," she gestures to Mack. "Bobbi and Hunter," the two wave. "Coulson, whom you know. Fitz and Simmons," the two scientists were wide-eyed as they look up at the legendary Avenger. "And my twin sister, Skye." Skye smiles warmly.

"Steve, you're making them uncomfortable," (Y/n) laughs, placing a hand on Steve's shoulder and nudging him away.

"Fine," Steve grumbles, walking away to find Sam.

"Go have fun," (Y/n) tells her friends. "Y'all never get a break."

The group splits up, Fitz and Simmons, Coulson and May, then Mack, Hunter, and Bobbi, all going in different directions.

Skye follows (Y/n)'s line of vision as her (H/c) haired sister gazes at the attractive redhead at the bar.

"Hmm, I guess I know who you like," Skye teases.

"Stop!" (Y/n) nudges her sister with an elbow.

"(Y/n), who's this attractive young woman?" comes a familiar voice.

"Back off Stark!" (Y/n) looks up at her friend. "This is my little sister Skye."

"Well," Tony says, taking a step back. "It's nice to meet you."

"And actually, we're twins, so," Skye falters at (Y/n)'s glare.

"I'm twenty minutes older than you," (Y/n) frowns.

"So, still padding after Romanoff, (Y/n)?" Tony asks, changing the subject.

(Y/n) groans, slumping down onto the couch behind her.

"Why don't you go get me a drink?" Skye asks with a nudge and (Y/n) stands back up.

"Okay, just don't let Stark hit on you anymore," (Y/n) says, snapping her (E/c) eyes to glare at Tony.

"Okay. Okay," Tony says. "Anyway, I've got Pepper."

"Now, go!" Skye pushes (Y/n) forward and she smooths out the front of her black suit.

(Y/n) makes her way through the groups of people before she's stopped by Bobbi.

"You going for Romanoff now?" Bobbi asks and Hunter nods.

"You'd better," Hunter says, his accent evident.

"Does everyone know by now?" (Y/n) laughs.

"Yes!" Bobbi, Hunter, and Mack say in unison.

(Y/n) looks over at Natasha, who was still making drinks at the bar.

"Go!" Mack says, his voice deep.

"Okay Mack," (Y/n) shakes her head and continues on her way towards Natasha.

May stops (Y/n) now, Coulson at her side.

"Romanoff?" she asks.

"Did you all just like, team up to get me to go talk to Natasha ?" (Y/n) asks in disbelief.

"We did have a meeting," Coulson says and (Y/n) shakes her head.

(Y/n) walks up to Natasha at the bar.

"How'd a sweet girl like you end up in a place like this?" (Y/n) asks, leaning up against the bar.

"A girl did me wrong," she shrugs.

"Seems you've got a lousy taste in women," (Y/n) says with a smile.

"She's not so bad," Natasha says. "She's an interesting person. Sweet. Cute. Surprisingly gentle for this line of work."

"Sounds amazing," (Y/n) returns.

"She's also a huge dork," Natasha says and (Y/n) looks down at the bar top in front of her. "But chicks dig that. So what do you think?" Natasha looks deep into (Y/n)'s eyes. "Should I fight this, or run with it?"

"Run with it, right?" (Y/n) asks. "What did she do that was so wrong to you?" she then asks.

"Not a damn thing," Natasha murmurs, smiling up at (Y/n). "But never say never."

Steve walks up at the end of the bar, watching (Y/n) as she smiles down at the bar.

"It's nice," Steve says and (Y/n) looks over at the super-soldier.

"W-what is?" (Y/n) asks.

"You and Romanoff," Steve says.

"Uh, that wasn't -"

"It's okay," Steve chuckles. "Nobody's breaking any bylaws. It's just she's not the most open person in the world. But with you, she seems very relaxed."

"No, Natasha," she looks down. "She's just . . . She likes to flirt."

"I've seen her flirt, up close," Steve says taking a beer from behind the bar. "This ain't that. Look, as maybe the world's leading authority on waiting too long, don't. You both deserve a win." Steve walks away and (Y/n)'s head snaps to Steve.

"Wait? What do you mean 'up close'?" (Y/n) calls.

Mack, Bobbi, Coulson, May, Hunter, Fitz, and Simmons leave the party; Skye and (Y/n) are sitting on the couches with the others. (Y/n) and Natasha were chatting and Skye was smirking as she leaned into (Y/n)'s shoulder.

Thor laughs as Clint says, "But it's a trick."

"No, no, it's much more than that," Thor argues.

"Ah, whoever be worthy shall haveth the power," Clint says in a deep voice. "Whatever, man! It's a trick!"

"Please," Thor chuckles, "be my guest."

Everyone goes silent with interest.

"Come on."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Tony says.

Clint stands up and (Y/n) watches the archer.

"Oh, this is gonna be beautiful," Rhodey says and (Y/n) nods.

"Should I have pushed him out of the way?" (Y/n) wonders aloud, a joking tone to her question, and Tony's eyes flash with amusement.

"Clint, you've had a tough week," Tony says. "We won't hold it against you if you can't get it up."

"Is this what the Avengers are like?" Skye asks and (Y/n) nods. "I need to join."

"Well Tremors, I'll put in a good word," (Y/n) murmurs and she and Skye turn their attention turns back to Clint.

Everyone laughs at Tony's joke. "You know I've seen this before, right?" Clint asks.

Clint tries to lift Thor's Hammer but fails.

"I still don't know how you do it!" Clint says in exasperation.

"Smell the silent judgment?" Tony asks and (Y/n) laughs.

"Please, Stark, by all means," Clint says, gesturing to Tony.

Tony clears his throat.

"Oh no!" Maria Hill says.

"Uh-oh!" Rhodey says.

"Never one to shrink from an honest challenge," Tony says.

"Get ready for this," (Y/n) murmurs in her twin's ear. "This'll be great."

"Get after it," Clint says with a smirk.

"It's physics," Tony says, and (Y/n) hides a grin.

"Physics," Bruce says.

"Right, so if I lift it, I then rule Asgard?" Tony asks.

"Yes, of course," Thor says calmly.

"I will be re-instituting prima nocta," Tony tells them.

"God, no," (Y/n) rolls her eyes.

Tony grunts as he tries to lift the hammer.

"I'll be right back," Tony grumbles as he walks away. He comes back a moment later with one of his iron gauntlet gloves.

After this, he recruits Rhodey to help but still, the hammer doesn't move.

Then Bruce tries and when he fails, he roars like the Hulk, making Maria and Skye look at him, a strange expression on his face.

Then Steve stands up.

"Go ahead, Steve," Tony says. "No pressure."

"I've got my money on the Captain," (Y/n) murmurs in Skye's ear and she nods.

Steve rolls up his sleeves and Clint says, "Come on, Cap."

Steve tries to lift the hammer and it makes a creak on top of the table but he doesn't lift it.

"(Y/n), you want a try?" Thor asks and (Y/n) looks around before standing up.

(Y/n) places a hand on the hammer and lifts it off the table. She yelps as the handle crackles with lightning and drops it back onto the table. Studying her hands, (Y/n) didn't even see a scar, and disregards it, sitting back down beside her sister.

"Huh," was all anyone said as they were all looking at her.

"And Widow?" Bruce asks.

"Oh, no, no. That's not a question I need answered," Natasha says, still nursing her beer and still eyeing (Y/n).

"All deference to the Man Who Wouldn't be King, but it's rigged," Tony says, and (Y/n)'s eyes flash with amusement.

"You bet your ass," Clint agrees.

"Steve, he said a bad language word," Maria says and Skye lets out a snort of laughter.

"Did you tell everyone about that?" Steve asks Tony.

"The handle's imprinted, right?" Tony asks Thor. "Like a security code, (Y/n) stole your handprint."

By this point, (Y/n) was looking slightly offended. "Yeah, because I know how to steal someone's whole handprint," (Y/n) says sarcastically and everyone laughs.

"Yes. It's a very, very interesting theory," Thor says, standing up. "I have a simpler one." Thor lifts his hammer. "You're not worthy."

Everyone groans in exasperation but then watch in interest as Thor turns to (Y/n).

The God of Thunder goes to say something but there is a weird mechanical noise and everyone looks around.

"Worthy," comes a hiss, and (Y/n) stands up, looking around.

There is a metal figure standing by the entrance of the hall and everyone looks in that direction.

"No," the figure rasps again. "How could you be worthy? You're all killers."

"Stark," Steve says.

"Jarvis," Tony prompts.

"I'm sorry, I was asleep," the robot rasps. "Or I was a-dream. There was a terrible noise. And I was tangled in . . . In . . . Strings. I had to kill the other guy. He was a good guy."

"You killed someone?" (Y/n) asks.

"Wouldn't have been my first call," the figure says. Everyone else had stood up by this point and (Y/n) was standing protectively in front of Skye. "But, down in the real world, we're faced with choices."

"Who sent you?" Thor asks, his voice low.

"I see a suit of armor around the work," is what comes from the figure, in Tony's voice.

"Ultron," (Y/n) says softly. She'd heard Tony and Bruce talking about a peace-keeping program they wanted to write. Clearly, something had gone wrong.

"In the flesh," Ultron says. "Or, no, not yet." Natasha and (Y/n) exchange a glance. "Not this chrysalis. But I'm ready." Maria had stood up this time, cocking her gun and Thor had readied his hammer. "I'm on mission."

"What mission?" Natasha asks.

"Peace in our time," comes from Ultron.

Suddenly, Tony's Iron Legion bots break smash through the walls and attack the team.

Skye and (Y/n) begin attacking drones that some towards them, Skye using her powers to Quake the droids and (Y/n) makes a sword appear in her hand and she begins cutting through some of the droids.

One of the droids knocks (Y/n) back and she crashes through a bookcase. She sees Steve's Shield and picks it up.

"Steve!" she yells, meeting the blonde's eyes she throws the shield and Steve catches it.

One of the droids gets a blow on Natasha and knocks her back over the bar. (Y/n) teleports in front of the droid and cuts through it, but more advance on her and Natasha pulls her down.

"Sorry," (Y/n) murmurs as she lands heavily on the redheaded assassin.

"Be careful," Natasha says, placing a kiss on (Y/n)'s cheek. She leaps to her feet and grabs (Y/n)'s hand, dragging her up the stairs.

"What about Skye?" (Y/n) asks. "I'll be back." She teleports over to Skye and helps her sister fight the hoard of droids until Ultron is the only one left.

"That was dramatic," Ultron leers. "I'm sorry, I know you mean well. You just didn't think it through. You want to protect the world but you don't want it to change. How is humanity saved if it's not allowed to evolve?" Ultron hisses and Skye takes her sister's hand and (Y/n) squeezes it gently. "With these?" he lifts one of the Iron Legionnaires by the head. "These puppets," he crushes the head in one hand. There's only one path to peace. The Avengers' extinction," this time, Skye grips her sister's hand tighter.

Thor throws his hammer and smashes through Ultron.

"I had strings, but now I'm free," Ultron's voice says, the Iron Legionnaire glowing blue before the light fades.

The next few days were interesting, to say the least, tracking down Ultron and now the Avengers - (Y/n) had forced Skye to go home to SHIELD HQ - were standing in a salvage yard off the African coast.

(Y/n) falters once she catches sight of the two teenagers who were standing behind Ultron.

"Stark is . . . He's a sickness!" Ultron roars.

"Ah, Junior," Tony says and Ultron turns around. "You're gonna break your old man's heart." Ultron eyes (Y/n), Cap, Thor, and Tony, but (Y/n) was watching the teenagers closely.

"If I have to," Ultron returns.

"Nobody has to break anything," (Y/n) says, still watching the two kids.

"Clearly you've never made an omelet," Ultron replies, looking at the female Avenger.

"He beat me by one second," Tony says with a smirk.

"Ah, yes," comes the male teenager's voice, Pietro. "He's funny. Mr. Stark. It's what? Comfortable? Like old times?" Pietro asks, looking down at all the missiles below them.

"This was never my life," Tony says, looking down at them as well.

"You two can still walk away from this," (Y/n) says, meeting each of the twins' gazes.

"Oh, we will," Wanda - the female twin - says, staring back into (Y/n)'s (E/c) gaze.

"I know you've suffered," Steve says, stepping forward.

Ultron scoffs, "Captain America. God's righteous man." (Y/n) raises an eyebrow. "Pretending you could live without a war."

"War and violence doesn't solve everything," (Y/n) says, her eyes narrowing at the android.

"I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but . . ." Ultron fixes his eerie red gaze on (Y/n) again.

"If you believe in peace, then let us then let us keep it," Thor says.

"I think you're confusing peace with quiet," Ultron answers.

"Uh-huh. What's the Vibranium for?" Tony asks.

"I'm glad you asked that because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan," Ultron shoots lasers at Tony, blasting him back against a wall.

(Y/n) strides towards Wanda and Pietro and the Pietro rushes toward her but (Y/n) teleports behind Wanda.

"Come on, kid," (Y/n) says as Wanda begins to attack her. "You can stop this," she says.

"You're right," Wanda says, her Sokovian accent thick, "I can." She waves her hand and throws (Y/n) back against one of the walls. (Y/n)'s ears ring as she staggers to her feet.

(Y/n) spits out blood as she moves into a fighting stance again.

Wanda leaves, and (Y/n) looks around, trying to fix her still spinning head.

Then she looks up and sees Wanda behind Natasha and the assassin's eyes turn red. (Y/n) teleports up, but by the time she gets there, Wanda is gone.

"Nat?" (Y/n) puts a hand on Natasha's knee but the redhead doesn't react. "Come on, Nat," she shakes her leg lightly.

(Y/n), despite still feeling dizzy, lifts the redhead and carries her out of harm's way.

(Y/n) stands over the redhead and fights off the droids off.

The remainder of the droids get fought off by Clint and (Y/n), who were the only ones left in the salvage yard who hadn't been mind-controlled by Wanda.

Natasha, who was still, her eyes red instead of their normal, beautiful green. (Y/n) shakes the thought from her head and picks up Natasha.

"Need help?" Clint asks.

"I've got 'er," (Y/n) says and Clint nods.

"I'll go get the others," Clint says.

"Meet you at the Quinjet?" (Y/n) asks.

"Yeah, I'll see you two in a moment.”

(Y/n) had never teleported with two people, and didn't want to risk hurting Natasha, so she just carries her to the Quinjet.

(Y/n) lies the redhead down on the chairs inside the Quinjet. (Y/n) had packed a spare hoodie, so she rolls it up, and it slides the pillow under the former assassin's head like a pillow.

(Y/n) sees Clint struggling to support both Thor and Steve and (Y/n) runs out to help. (Y/n) throws Steve's arm over her shoulder and helps the super-soldier inside.

"Who knew we super-soldiers were heavy?" (Y/n) says to herself as she lowers Steve onto another set of chairs.

"Mr. God of Thunder isn't light either," Clint adds.

"Are we just waiting for Tony to get Bruce?" (Y/n) asks and Clint nods.

About half an hour later, Tony returns with Bruce, who was unconscious, and Clint takes the stick.

(Y/n) had fallen asleep on her side, her head resting on her left arm, lying below Natasha on the floor.

Natasha had blinked open her eyes as the Quinjet had landed. She looks down at (Y/n), who was lying on the cold, hard floor of the Quinjet, shivering a little.

Clint walks over and wakes (Y/n) up. "Hm?" she sits up, blinking the sleep from her eyes. "What's goin' on?"

"We're here," Clint says, and (Y/n) stands up.

Natasha goes to stand up, but stumbles and (Y/n) catches her.

"Slow down there, Romanoff," (Y/n) throws an arm around Natasha's waist to keep her upright.

Clint leads the Avengers up towards a farmhouse, and (Y/n) was right behind the archer as she helps the redheaded assassin up the stairs.

"What is this place?" Thor asks.

"Safehouse," Tony guesses.

"Let's hope," Clint answers as (Y/n) helps Natasha through the door. "Honey, I'm home," Clint says as they enter a living room and (Y/n) tentatively releases her hold from around the redhead, leaving a hand on her shoulder in case she falls.

A brunette, heavily pregnant, walks into the room and (Y/n) smiles at the woman.

"Hi," the woman breathes as Clint steps towards her.

"Company," Clint says. "Sorry, didn't call ahead."

"Hey," the brunette leans forward, kissing Clint.

"Aww!" (Y/n) says softly.

"This is an agent of some kind," Tony says and (Y/n) glances at him.

"Gentlemen, (Y/n), this is Laura," Clint introduces the woman and (Y/n) waves.

"I know all of your names," Laura says with a chuckle.

"Oh, I like her," (Y/n) says and Laura smiles at her.

There's a sound of footsteps and Clint smiles, "Ooh. Incoming."

"Dad!" a little girl cries and Clint scoops her up in his arms.

"Hi, sweetheart!" Clint says. "Hey, buddy," Clint pulls his son into a hug.

"Aww!" (Y/n) says again and Natasha looks at her weirdly. "What, I like kids. I raised my little sister since we were eight."

"These are smaller agents," Tony says and Y/n) laughs.

"Nice Tony," (Y/n) says.

"Did you bring Auntie Nat?" the little girl asks.

(Y/n) lifts her hand off Natasha's shoulder and the redhead walks towards the little girl.

"Why don't you hug her and find out?" Natasha asks scooping the girl up in her arms.

"Sorry for barging in on you," Steve says.

"Yeah, we would have called ahead, but we were busy having no idea you existed," Tony says.

"Dude, we need to get you some help," (Y/n) says, nudging Tony with a laugh. She steps forward. "It's nice to meet you. I'm (Y/n) With no Last Name."

Laura's eyes flash with amusement. "Oh, I like this one."

(Y/n) laughs.

"I missed you," Natasha says, coming to say hello to Laura and (Y/n) takes a step to the side. "How's little Natasha, huh?"

"She's . . ." Laura falters. "Nathaniel."

Natasha's smile falls off her face and she leans down, muttering, "Traitor."

Thor walks out the door and one of (Y/n)'s eyebrows raises.

"Excuse me," (Y/n) says, smiling, before following Steve outside as he follows Thor.

"Thor?" Steve asks.

"I say something in that dream," Thor says. "I need answers. I wouldn't find them here."

Thor twirls his hammer and flies up into the air.

(Y/n) and Steve go to walk inside but Steve stops.

"I'll be back in soon," Steve says, and (Y/n) nods, retreating inside.

"Hi!" comes the little girl's voice and (Y/n) smiles down at her.

"Hey, I'm (Y/n)," (Y/n) says.

"I'm Lila!" Lila chimes in.

"I like you," (Y/n) smiles. "I'm (Y/n). Boop!" (Y/n) boops Lila's nose and the little girl giggles. "How 'bout we go outside and leave the Avengers to their business, yeah?"

Lila nods and leads (Y/n) outside. "I can show you around!"

(Y/n) smiles at the girl's enthusiasm and follows the young girl around the farm until they get back up on the porch.

"Thank you for hanging out with Lila," Laura says as the little girl runs inside.

"No problem," (Y/n) says with a smile. "As I said, I love kids."

"I wanted to let you know that because some of you have to double up, you and Natasha will be sharing a room," Laura tells her, and (Y/n) nods slowly.

"Okay," (Y/n) says, still nodding a little.

An amused expression had crossed Laura's face and her smile had widened.

"Um, I'm going to grab my stuff," (Y/n) says. She smiles before jogging towards the Quinjet. (Y/n) grabs her and Natasha's duffel bags and carries them inside.

Lila runs up to (Y/n).

"Hey, kiddo," (Y/n) greets. "Can you take me up to your Auntie Nat's room?" Lila nods and starts up the stairs, (Y/n) close behind. "Thanks," (Y/n) says, as Lila stops in front of one of the rooms.

(Y/n) knocks lightly on the door before stepping into the room.

"Hi, Nat," (Y/n) says softly.

"Hey," Natasha says halfheartedly, her eyes glazed.

(Y/n) sets the two duffel bags on one of the chairs, then she sits down on the edge of the bed by the redhead's feet.

"Hey, are you alright?" (Y/n)'s voice was gentle and the former assassin's eyes seem to return to their normal - non-glazed - green.

Tears seem to well up in the green eyes and (Y/n) reaches forward, gently squeezing the redhead's hands.

Natasha moves over and (Y/n) wraps her arms around her.

"Hey," (Y/n) says softly. "You're alright Tasha."

"Thank you," Natasha murmurs into (Y/n)'s shoulder.

"For what?" (Y/n) asks, her (E/c) eyes soft.

Natasha pulls back, looking into (Y/n)'s eyes.

A watery smile smiles across Natasha's face.

"You're so clueless," Natasha says, drying her tears on her sleeve.

(Y/n)'s head that - just seconds before had been full of unasked questions - is now buzzing as Natasha leans forward. She feels Natasha's breath on her cheek. Natasha watches her eyelids flutter, then close as their lips meet.

A moment later, Natasha pulls away and finds (Y/n)'s cheeks a bright red.

(Y/n) blinks open her (E/c) eyes and she smiles stupidly.

Steve sticks his head in the door, seemingly not noticing (Y/n)'s bright red cheeks. "There's someone here," Steve says and (Y/n) tilts her head.

"Who?" (Y/n) asks, an eyebrow raised.

"Just come downstairs."

Steve leaves the room and (Y/n) follows, but she also catches the look of disappointment that had spread across Natasha's face. Natasha gets up and quickly follows, taking (Y/n)'s hand.

A blush rises on (Y/n)'s cheeks and Natasha laughs.

"You are so cute," Natasha says softly. Then her eyes widen. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" she asks.

"Yeah, but I thought it was sweet," (Y/n) says and it's Natasha's turn to blush.

Natasha has to release (Y/n)'s hand as they walk down the stairs and into the kitchen.

(Y/n) lets out a noise as someone throws themselves into her arms.

"Skye?" (Y/n) asks, wrapping her arms tighter around her sister. Then she draws back staring at her sister. "I told you to go home," she scolds lightly.

"Fury wanted someone else with powers," Skye says and (Y/n) raises an eyebrow.

"Fury's here?" Natasha asks, and Skye nods.

"He's stalking Stark in the barn," Skye says and (Y/n) laughs.

"(Y/n)," Laura says, walking up and Skye smiles at the woman. "Whose your guest?"

"Oh, this is my twin sister, Skye," (Y/n) says, and Skye waves.

"The one you practically raised?" Laura asks and (Y/n) nods while Skye shakes her head no.

"Really?" (Y/n) asks, raising an eyebrow at her sister. "Who came to your rescue when SHIELD sent a team after you because you were doing hacker things."

"You were part of that team," Skye says.

"Yeah, but then, I taught you stuff," (Y/n) reasons.

"Fine," Skye grumbles.

"Yes! I win again!" (Y/n) says, nudging her sister. "Seven hundred, twenty-one to zero."

"Anyway," Natasha says with a laugh. She holds out her hand, "I didn't have a chance to introduce myself at the party. I'm Natasha."

"Hi," Skye shakes Natasha's hand. "(Y/n)'s told me a lot about you."

"She has, has she?" Natasha smirks and (Y/n) shifts uncomfortably.

Word Count: 4830 words

This was going to be one part, but we was reachin' like 10k words, and I wasn't about that, so it's probably going to be two parts.

Anyway, I love you guys!

Love,

          Kaitlynn ❤️❤️

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Zero to Six ~ The Death of Six - Edited version.

Greetings and salutations! So I know this isn’t what everyone wanted but people are still reading Zero to Six and I’m honestly so grateful that a year on, people are still loving this series.  But I never felt like I wrote it properly, the chapters where always too short and I felt like they were never detailed enough so I wanted to bring to you an edited version (that probably still won’t be perfect.) one that I’m more satisfied with.  I will be keeping the original version up just in case people prefer that one, maybe one day I’ll take it down? who knows but yeah so enjoy! <3 P.s I’ve missed you all so much and I’ve really missed this series. Hopefully sometime soon the Prequel will be out which I have started and named ‘Before there was Six, there was Zero.’

Characters: Four X Zero (OC) Summary: Zero was the first person to be ‘saved’ by One, she was his first honorary Ghost.  Her knowledge in tech meant she got the role of ‘Hacker’ she recruited new team members, looked for missions and locations and made sure every security measure was looked at. You know normal hacker spy stuff.  But her tough up bringing meant that if needs be she could fight, she was maybe even better than some people on the team knew. But due to One’s protectiveness over her she had to stay hidden, she was more of an actual ghost than the rest of the team was. This didn’t mean she couldn’t have her fun though, over the months of being with the full team she had formed quite a passionate love/ hate relationship with the handsome Four.  Who knows what sparks would fly if they were ever to meet.  Warnings: Slight swearing, some suggestive flirting in later chapters. 

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Zero to Six ~ Part 2. Edited Version.​ Masterlist.

“You’re stalling.” 

“I’m not stalling.” Zero could practically hear the smirk in Fours voice over the coms. “I’m simply just working myself up to it.” 

She laughed. “You always say that, and you’re always stalling.” She was playing on his last nerve, she knew it but this would be good for Four and entertainment for her. He always worked better when he was frustrated and no one stressed him out quite like Zero.

Four had been doing parkour for most of his life, or that’s what he told them. Yet he was still fearful every single time, still I guess that’s what made him great at it the fear of always falling gave him the adrenaline he needed to make the jumps. 

Another breathless laugh fluttered through Zeros left ear. “Don’t test me darling.” Now it was his turn to make Zero sweat, this always happened. Zero would insult and tease and Four would flirt right back, although most of the team were used to it by now they still broke them up from time to time. 

“Whatever monkey boy, just be ready for when Six gets his ass in gear!” She clicked her tongue. “I can hear you mocking me asshole, remember I hold the key here I can make your life a living hell with just one click of a button.” 

“You already make my life hell darling, But I live for it everyday.” 

“Swear to god Four, you’re a pain in my ass.” She mumbled as she typed away at the computer trying to figure out their next move so she could be ready with any instruction they needed. 

“I’m sure your ass is pretty fine, I can’t wait to see it someday.” She could practically feel the smirk.

“Yeah? And I can't wait to punch the smirk off that pretty face one day, only you could be in a life or death situation and be thinking about my virtual ass.”

“Wait, did you just admit to fancying me Zero? Guys she called me handsome, I think I’m getting somewhere.” 

“Go for Four!” Saved by the bell it seems, One’s voice rang through coms. Zero silently thanked god for she did fancy Four, who wouldn’t fancy that absolute Greek god of a man? With that honey voice and the moves he had! moves he could use on her, she shook her head hoping the images of him forming in her head would magically fall out of her brain never to return, but she wouldn’t be so lucky.

“Shut the hell up, stop thinking about ways to seduce Zero and get your ass down here we need you!” And just like that, it was go time. “NOW!”

Zero had been working with this team for a while now, but she was more on the surveillance side of the missions, which meant that she had never officially met the team face to face. The only person she had actually met was One, who had recruited her. He would visit from time to time, she liked to think they had a special bond. She was in fact the first person in need that One had found and ever since then he had become a sort of father figure to her. 

Two was next who was sort of cold at times, Zero put this down to her CIA training but she had never been anything but caring towards Zero. Then she found Three, a hitman who she was reluctant to look into at first but she knew now it was the best thing for her and the team. Despite his past he was one of the most sweet and caring men she’d ever met, and he never failed to make her smile on a bad day.  Ever since recruiting Four, she felt the atmosphere in the group shift slightly, there was nothing bad about him but they both couldn’t ignore the growing attraction between them, and this was just over cyber space.  She then found her best friend in Five, she was different from the rest. Not as violent and rash but still amazing at what she did and protecting herself and others, Zero knew if she ever needed someone the first person she’d go to was Five. 

Six was her latest recruit, one that she knew was extremely talented in not only driving but in all things mechanical too, they had chatting a few times about servers and bots and he’d promised her a round in their shared favourite video game once this mission was complete. 

She’d be lying to herself and everyone else if she said she didn’t want to meet them all in person, they were the closest thing she had, had to family. However she knew that if she was to meet them nothing could ever come of her and Four. One would definitely not allow it, and most likely lock her straight back up.

Still they were sort of this dysfunctional family, and she was definitely the odd one out. She couldn’t remember the last time she had, had a normal conversation with someone who wasn’t ‘dead’ the only time she was allowed to leave the flat was when One said it was moving day. He didn’t like her staying in one flat too long, she must have moved at least four times this year already. While she was alone in her flat eating ready meals they were all back at base eating together, she sometimes pretended she was there eating with them. Three telling her some stupid story that no one else is listening to because they have heard it at least a thousand times, but she would just be so happy to hear his beautiful accent in person that she would listen to anything he was telling her.  How she wished she could hug three in real life. The closest she had gotten to eating with them was over coms, sometimes they would leave the line open for debriefing but it still made her feel like an outcast. 

“I’m coming down!” Everything was going wrong, Six had gone the wrong way. Which Zero wasn’t surprised to see as everyone in the car was shouting at each other, she sat there in her gaming chair drinking Dr Pepper and enjoying her fried chicken meal while everyone was losing their minds in the field. Maybe getting to stay in the comfort of her flat wasn’t so bad after all? 

“Good boy.” She praised Four. “Finally putting those parkour skills to use, other than robbing some innocent person.” 

Even before he started to speak she could tell he’d started to run because his speech came out in huffs. “Shut up, at least I can do parkour which makes me cooler than a girl who sits at her computer all day.”

She had to laugh. “What are you? Five years old? Try again when you can think up better come backs, I can’t take you seriously right now.”  

Wherever One moved Zero was never too far away from where the team worked, the first time the rest of the team worked this out was when Zero first used the drone to help navigate them someplace safe. That was also the first time she finally got to see Four in action, the image of him running along the rooftops like a monkey in the jungle both amused her and impressed her. Hence the nickname she had given him. But there were also times when he would have close calls, where he had nearly fallen to his death that’s when the breath would get knocked out of her and she would only calm when she knew he was safe on the ground again. 

“Right over you guys.” He said in a strained voice while leaping onto another roof.  

“So guys, just look out for the flying monkey above you. That will be Four.” Most of the teasing with Four was just to pass the time while they were out in the field having fun and mainly it was just way too fun to hear him get so frustrated.  

“Zero, that’s not helping us.” One said in a sing-song voice. 

“Maybe it’s not helping you, but it is definitely helping me pass the time.” All she could hear was a disappointed grunt from One which just made her chuckle,it was also very fun to piss One off.

“Six! SIX! Wrong way god damn it!” 

She cringed at how loud Four had screamed down the coms. “Come back! I’ve got an idea.”

“Ladies and gentleman, for the first time in his life Four has an idea!” She said mindlessly typing away trying to find the best route for them to escape by.

“You know what Zero, when we finally meet I’m going to run that fine ass of yours into the ground.” He all but growled.

“You can try monkey boy, but you’ll have to catch me first.” She smirked to herself, she secretly hoped that, that was more of a promise than a mere threat. “Oh, challenge accepted sweetheart. I’d love to have a game of cat and mouse with you.” 

“You two do remember that we are on a mission right now, right?” Six moaned. “What with you two flirting, and these absolute idiots fighting beside me in the car. I’m finding it very hard to concentrate on driving!” With every word Six’s voice got more agitated and louder.

“We are not flirting!” Both Four and Zero exclaimed together. 

“Aww they even said it at the same time!” Zero just rolled her eyes at One’s teasing. “No one cares, now both of you shut up so we can all get out of here.” 

“That’s it Six, keep coming towards me!” The drone was filming just above the action, once she’d wiped her hands and they were free from the grease on her chicken. She finally realised what Four was about to do. 

Suddenly the car that was tailing Six was being impaled by five metal tubes. “God, okay I’m definitely done eating now. That was so gross.” 

Then the screaming started to fill the coms. “Guy’s, what the hell are you doing?” All Zero could make out was something about an eyeball. 

“This is so stressful! Can everyone stop arguing and speaking over each other?!” Zero was getting agitated now. 

“YOU THINK YOU’RE STRESSED?! I’M TRYING TO DRIVE WHILST ALSO TRYING NOT TO KILL ANYONE, DID I MENTION I ALSO HAVE AN EYEBALL ON MY LEG?!” Six all but screamed down the coms, loud enough that Zero had to remove her earpiece until she was sure he was done with his rant. 

“Six sweetie,” she said as calmly as she could, trying not to laugh. “Are you okay?” 

“DO I SOUND LIKE I’M OKAY ZERO?!” She knew he would say that, she finally let out the chuckle she was trying to hold as to not irritate him further.

“Sorry I was just asking. I swear I‘m not using your painful situation to make myself feel better.” She held her hands up in defence even though he couldn’t see her.

He just let out a huff. “I’m going to ignore you now Zero, you’re pissing me off more than these guys are.” 

After the commotion things went quiet for a while, there was now a helicopter tailing them so all effort and concentration went on losing it. While there was little chatter over the coms the main sound that dominated the air was the gunfire, Zero silently prayed to herself while she watched the drone that everyone would make it out of their first real mission alive. One finally found a route for them, conveniently inside of a building that would shelter them enough to lose the aerial surveillance they were under. 

“The drone will meet you on the other side, good luck and please try not to make too much of a mess in there Six. There are some priceless statues in there we would all like preserving.” Just as Zero finished her sentence she heard a loud crash.

“You were saying?” Six chuckled nervously. 

“You didn’t.” Zero stared shocked at her screen, mouth wide open. 

One was the one to respond to her though. “Unfortunately he did, don’t worry we’re all just as disappointed in him.” 

“Okay we finally lost the chopper, Zero do you have a visual?” One asked surprisingly calmly.

“You mean the bright green car, kind of hard to miss. Good choice Six you really blend in.” Zero laughed. “I see you, there are two black vans heading your way. Shake them off then head to the arranged rendezvous spot where Three will be waiting for you.” 

Six’s voice was strained when he spoke. “Listen, fast and convenient was what I was told to get. So that’s what I got.” 

Zero would have responded but she was more distracted by the sight of Four on a skateboard holding a launcher. He jumped off the board and leaped up onto the stone wall just as one of the black vans passed, he aimed and shot, never missing the mark. She was impressed for a moment but then saw the smug smile on his face, he looked directly into the drone and winked at Zero. She just scoffed, what an absolute show off.

“Seems like we have a superhero on our team.” Six laughed impressed. 

Zero scoffed again, but this time loud enough so everyone could hear it over the coms. “I wouldn’t exactly call him a superhero.” 

“Then what would you call me darling? A Greek god?” This is the thing about Four, he’d never met Zero in person but he knew exactly how to push her buttons. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy the banter from time to time. 

“Hurm more like a vein asshole that thinks far too highly of himself.” She snapped back.

But he just laughed, the complete opposite of what she was expecting. “I mean everyone else loves me, might as well love myself too.” She rolled her eyes, She really couldn’t blame him though he was a very handsome man but no way in hell was she ever going to tell him that. “One day you’ll fall for the charm that everyone else falls for. I know you’re already obsessed with me.” 

“In your dreams Four.” 

“It already happens in my dreams, every night darling. I’d be happy to elaborate later on in a private chat.” Zero audibly gagged. 

“Guy’s can we please cut out the flirting until after the mission? We’re nearly there and I don’t think any of us want to hear whatever this is.” One sounded tired and Zero just laughed at how much their fighting annoyed the other members. 

“Yes boss!” She added in a salute even though One couldn’t see her, he could feel she was mocking him. 

Just then the drone cut out. “Shit! Someone shot down the drone. You’re on your own from here guys.” 

There was a commotion through the coms, one that didn’t sound at all good. Car tyres screeched, bullets rain down on the metal of the car Zero held her breath as she waited for anything. Even just a breath so she knew at least someone was still alive, her heart stopped when the line had been silent for too long she had to know what happened. 

“Guys, come on talk to me. What’s going on? Why are you all being so silent? What happened?” There was another breath of silence and her mind went straight to Four, she shook her head. No! She wasn’t going to let herself think about that, she scolded herself for getting too attached to the little shit.  

The was a crackle over the line, Five cleared her throat. “Six is dead, we’re in the van, the space is clear.”  

Zero sucked in a breath, she felt like her lungs were burning. “What?” 

“Zero listen to me, you need to turn off coms now.” One must have turned from the group, he was using his quiet, serious voice. “I’ll handle this okay, I’ll check back in with you later.” 

Just like that he was gone, she clicked the switch to turn off almost absentmindedly. She sat back in her chair, only snapping back to reality when she felt something wet fall on her hand. She softly touched her face to find her cheeks were wet, when had she started to cry? Six wasn’t someone she knew in person, he had been the last member of the team but still a very important piece of their puzzle. She thought about the game he had promised to play with her after the mission, this would never come to pass now. Now he was really dead, and it was all her fault.

For the first time Zero started to think about the whole team and if One’s master plan of being ghosts to take down the world’s evil was such a good idea after all, why had it taken a real death in the team for her to even think about this. What if it had been Four, she didn’t think she could live with herself if anything ever happened to Four, maybe it was a good thing they had never met. Seeing him in person, hearing his deep honey voice, feeling his warmth would definitely make her fall deeper then she already was. He was just a voice over the coms but behind that was a real person, one that probably wouldn’t even share the same feelings towards her. So she thought ‘Yes, It’s a good thing I’m behind this computer screen and not with them in person.’ She had to try to distance herself from now on.  

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Just wanted to say one last Thank You! for the continued support for this story <3 

[thiswasinevitableid]

10 tattoos/piercing, Danbrey, sfw, please!

Here you go! I based Dani's design on an arowana because I liked the color.

“Remember, non-scented soap, nice to meet you, byeee!” Aubrey waves to her client as they head down the boardwalk. She has thirty minutes until her next appointment, so it’s time to stretch her legs and check the little ‘doggy cam” she set up on Dr. Harris Bonkers cage to make sure the giant rabbit hasn’t finally managed to chew his way through the bars.

“Hi doctor” She coos into the phone. One white ear pivots towards the camera, but the bunny remains otherwise unmoved.

She leans on the railing, Pacfic sparkling like a postcard before her.

“Excuse me?”

“YEEEEP!” She jumps back, not expecting a woman to pop out of the water, let alone pop out and talk to her.

“Oops, sorry.” The other woman smiles, golden hair fanning out around her. There are two types of blondes in Long Beach; the ones hoping to be the next influencer sensation and the kind who are excited to tell you about GOOP and crystals.

Whichever kind this woman is, she’s the most gorgeous girl Aubrey’s ever seen.

“Um, can I help you?”

“Yeah! Can you tattoo me? A piercing would be okay too, but I really like how pretty the tattoos are.”

“Thanks. Um, you’re gonna need an appointment.” She pulls out her phone again, since it’s synced to the calendar Joseph makes them all keep, “lemme see....I have a big slot of time on Friday afternoon.”

The girl cocks her head, “That’s two days from now, right?”

“Yep.We can start at one if that works for you?”

“Sure, see you then!” She waves and then disappears under the water. A few moments later, a shimmering golden tail breaks the swell, seeming to wave once before submerging. Aubrey blinks, switches back to the bun cam.

“How do I tell Joseph I have to move my stuff outside to tattoo a mermaid?”

Dr. Harris Bonkers snuffles, but offers no further commentary.

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“Joseph, for the last time, you are not gonna hang around just to ask my client questions while I’m trying to work.”

“I don’t plan to, but we need to make sure everything, and I mean everything, is as sterile as we can manage. Doing this outside gives me hives as it is.” Joseph finishes setting up the pop-tent, the kind sun-phobic families take to the beach.

“C’mon, people gave each other traditional tattoos out in the open for centuries. It should be fine.”

Joseph makes an unsure noise, but leaves her in peace all the same. Before long a golden tail flashes out of the water as the mermaid swims towards the beach, the closest spot to the pier where they could actually set the tent and generator up. It’s right on the tide line, Duck having used his almanac to tell them whether Aubrey would be chasing the tide or fleeing from it if the appointment turns out to be long.

“Um, hi again.” She waves.

“Hello!” The mermaid slides up into the surf. When she sits up, Aubrey turns pink.

“Uh, do you, uh, want a swimsuit or something?” Her voice is embarrassingly high.

The mermaid looks down, then at Aubrey studiously looking elsewhere, and laughs, “Oh, right, I forgot humans don’t like it when we’re bare-chested.”

“I mean it’s not that we don’t like it-” Aubrey mumbles.

“Be right back.” She pushes back into the sea, returning a minute later wearing a bright green bikini top, “is that better?”

“Yep!” She replies too quickly, “Sorry, I, um, I’ve never worked on a mermaid before, kinda figured you guys wore seashells or sea stars or something?”

“You...you realize where that would put the seastar mouths, right?” The mermaid scoots up onto the beach, tail in the water and back on the inflatable recliner they borrowed from Kirbys apartment.

“Ooohouch, you’re right, fuck, sorry.” She grabs her flash binder, brought in case the mermaid didn’t have a design in mind.

The mermaid glances over her shoulder, smiling, “You’re cute when you blush.”

She maintains her professionalism, but only just, as the mermaid chooses her preferred design; a brightly colored swirl of planets and stars. For a newbie, she barely seems to register the needle, focused instead on studying Aubrey’s face and hands as she works. She learns that her name is Dani, that she’s one of several merfolk living near the pier, and that she’s observed Aubrey and her handiwork courtesy of a rock and a pair of salvaged binoculars.

“Oooh” Dani wiggles her tail happily when she sees the finished product, “it’s perfect, thank you so much Aubrey.”

“Glad you like it-oh, okay.” She stiffens as Dani rubs their cheeks together twice before pulling back.

“I’m supposed to keep it clean right?”

“Yeah, but I’m not sure how well saran wrap will hold up to sea water.”

A formerly empty Rose bottle thunks onto the sand. Dani grabs it, popping the make-shift cork off with her teeth.

“Ooh, Indrid sent me a special covering to keep it safe. And these must be for you.” She holds out two pearls.”

“Thanks” She’s more interested in watching the kissable lips covering razor sharp than the gems the mermaid gives her.

“Can I see you again?” Dani is halfway back in the water.

“Whenever you want. You’re a great client; you, um, you’re really nice to touch. Wait, um, I mean you take it really welllARGH, um, yes please come back.” Aubrey replies, tucking the second most valuable thing on the beach into her pocket and continuing to blush well after Dani has returned to the waves.

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“AHFUCK!”

“Sorry!” Dani gives a sheepish wave to Duck before turning to Aubrey, who got used to her popping out of the water five times ago, “are you free tomorrow?”

“Sure” even if she isn’t, she’ll happily reschedule another client for Dani’s sake, “do want to pick something from my flash?”

“Nope, this time Indrid designed something. It’s about the same size as this” she holds up the watercolor hermit crab on her right arm, “see you then?”

“Of course.” Aubrey waves goodbye, blows a kiss when Dani is out of sight.

She forgot Duck was still here.

“You got it bad, Lady Flame.”

“Shush, I saw you chatting to Indrid by the coffee shop yesterday.”

“....you can’t prove anythin.”

She holds up her phone, smirking, “Oh yes I can.”

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“Aubrey!”

She looks up, wondering who’s calling her name on the deserted beach. She brings Dr. Harris Bonkers down here on a leash late at night for enrichment for him and a break from the summer heat for her.

“Aubrey, over here!” Dani leaps through the surf until she;s only able to slide, “I thought it was you. Ohhhhhh” she squeals, “this must be Dr. Harris Bonkers. Hello cutie pie, aren’t you just so lovelyOH, oh he feels like an otter.” She rubs the rabbits head, causing him to creep towards the water, “you’re the second cutest thing on this beach, doctor.” She winks at Aubrey, then sits up, “can I introduce him to Ferdinand?”

Aubrey nods, excited to finally meet Dani’s pet; she only his name, but she’s expecting a seal, or maybe a crab.

What she gets is an octopus. The cephalopod winds a tentacle around her arm, investigating her.

“Aww, he likes you.” Dani sets the octopus down in shallow water, where it proceeds to stretch multiple limbs out to poke Dr. Harris Bonkers.

“Guess they’re having a playdate?” Dani scoots closer, resting her head on Aubrey’s shoulder.

Aubrey sets a hand on her tail, running her fingers up and down the scales as the mermaid sighs happily.

“As long as he doesn’t carry Dr. Harris Bonkers into the tidepools, they can hang out as long as you like.”

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“Dani? How many tattoos are you planning to get?” Aubrey looks up from where she’s outlining an octopus on Dani’s side.

“I haven’t decided yet. It’s really common for mers to have lots of piercings and tattoos. That’s why Indrid can leave Duck so many expensive tokens; he’s the most in-demand tattoo artist on the coast.”

“Neat! Wait-” she sits up, shutting off the gun, “your friend is a tattoo artist, but you kept coming here?”

“Yes.” Dani is still, save for the end of her tail, which vibrates nervously.

“Why?”

“Um, well, I, I really liked your style. Then I really liked you, and I wanted to keep seeing you…”

“Holy crap, do you keep getting tattoos because you think that’s the only way you’re able to see me?”

“Uhhuh.” Dani is bright pink from her cheeks to her waist as Aubrey scrambles to sit in front of her, “I mean, when you want to date someone, you’re only allowed to see them at their work until they say they want to date you too. Even us meeting on the beach a few weeks ago was pushing it, and I didn’t want you thinking I was pushy.”

“....Huh?”

“Do humans not have that rule?” Dani’s honey-colored eyes widen.

“Nope. It’s actually kinda rude to ask people out at work, because they can’t get away BUT” she hurriedly sets the gun aside, “but I make exceptions for super cute wonderful mermaids.”

“Oh. In that case-” Dani knocks her backwards with her tail and climbs atop her, kissing her so hard she wonders if you can die from a really good make-out session. When the salty kiss ends the mermaid continues peppering her face with kisses and flicking her tongue along her neck.

“Dani I, I’m loving all of this but if you mess up my ink I’m gonna be as annoyed as I can possibly be with a gorgeous mermaid feeling me up.”

“Crap, you’re right.” Dani sits back up, glancing at the half-done tattoo, "I really don't want to ruin your work. Desperate need to see you aside, I do love your style." She folds her hands back into her lap and readjusts onto the inflatable chair.

Aubrey crawls forward, kissing her sweetly, "Once we're done and you're all wrapped up, wanna join me on the beach for a little, um, late night picnic."

A teasing kiss, first to her nose and then to her lips, "I'd love to."

[buckthegrump]

IBTHNTTTY - 16

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Y/n hates Bucky Barnes. Absolutely loathes him what makes it worse is that she has to share her office with him. Now with a promotion on the horizon she has to find a way to work with him and not against him.

Word Count: 1533

Warnings: swears, angst,  i think that’s all for this chapter

A/n: listen, i -

Thursday came a lot quicker than Y/n would’ve wanted. But it was time to go over to Tony Stark’s house, according to Bucky he was the only one with enough room to host everyone. Bucky offered to pick her up and take her, so he was showing up at 6:30.

At one point Y/n almost said they should just hang out before the dinner because it seemed silly to say goodbye at 5 then hello again in an hour and a half. But she needed to get herself together before the dinner.

Oh god, she was going to dinner with Bucky’s friends. Essentially his family, they called it family dinner for fuck’s sake.

She’d changed her outfit a total of five times. And she finally landed on a pair of black leggings (jeans could suck her ass) and a very glamorous sweatshirt. She’d called Bucky and he assured her three times that her current outfit was fine, he wouldn’t be dressed any better. And this was her best sweatshirt. 

But that wasn’t making her any less nervous, she was about to go back and change when Bucky called her.

“I’m here and if you change again,” he said, not bothering with a greeting, “we will be late so grab your purse and get down here.”

“But what if -”

“Don’t make me come up there and drag you down here. I’ll do it and it won’t be pretty,” he said.

“Fine,” she grumbled. “But I’m driving.”

She walked out of her place and down the hall. 

“Why would you drive? My car’s here I know where we’re going, and it would just be -”

“I’m driving,” Y/n insisted. The truth was if she had to sit and watch Bucky drive one more time, she was going to lose it.

“Fine, it’s ridiculous but fine.”

* * *

“Do you know how to drive a stick?” Bucky asked while they drove down a mostly deserted road.

“If you’re making me drive out into the woods so you can kill me -”

“First of all, you forced me to ride in your car so that’s on you. Second of all you haven’t answered my question,” Bucky sang.

“No, I don’t know how to drive a stick shift. And you of all people are not teaching me,” she scoffed.

“Why the hell not?”

Y/n started giggling. There were about a million reasons that she could think of that, the biggest one being that if he was a good teacher she would lose her mind. Just imagining Bucky as a patient and gentle teacher made her blood boil.

But instead of saying that, she said, “I would make a terrible student. We would no longer be friends if you tried to teach me that.”

“I don’t think so,” Bucky said as he shifted in his seat, “I think you would catch on quickly. And I know that we would still be friends.”

“Think what you want, I’m a terror.”

“I think I’ve seen you at your worst.”

“Ha, ha,” Y/n barked, “No, you really haven’t. It’s funny because I went crazy for a spell there in college.”

“Did you?” Bucky sat up straight.

“Yeah, I would just go bonkers after 11:30. I think my mental health wasn’t the best during my senior year. I think I had a few psychotic breaks and that’s why I went crazy,” Y/n bit her cheek, “Ohh, some much makes sense now.”

“I’m sure your therapist will be glad you had this break through.”

“I’m sure they would be happy, if I had one. I’ve been before but I kind of stopped going because I didn’t have any time and then I just kept not having time.”

They were quiet the rest of the way, the only thing that kept them from being in silence was the music. 

Y/n parked the car in front of a ridiculously large house. She glared at Bucky who shrugged.

“Not my house,” he said.

“I kind of want to punch him in the face,” she muttered as she got out of the car.

They walked up to the door and Y/n went to knock but Bucky just opened the door and walked in.

“Tony!” He yelled. “I’m here!”

“Good,” a voice yelled back. Y/n walked through the door just in time to watch Tony walk into the entry way as he said, “Did you bring that girl that you’re in love with?”

Bucky put his head in his hand and groaned. 

“I’m not in love -”

“Don’t lie to me,” Tony spoke as he walked towards Y/n, “You must be Y/n. We’ve heard a lot of things about you. All good. Well some bad -ish. It’s a little unclear on how we as a group are supposed to feel about you because sometimes you come off as a major bitch.”

Y/n couldn’t tell if he was teasing or not, but she went with the most likely option of him being completely serious, and now she wanted to vomit.

“Tony, stop,” Bucky scolded, “You just met her. You can’t make her think you actually hate her within the first 30 seconds of meeting.”

Bucky placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her into the living room. All of his other friends were sitting around chatting until she and Bucky were standing in the archway. They all fell silent and stared at them. 

Y/n turned to Bucky about to tell him that she couldn’t do this and was going home. When a familiar voice rang in her ears.

“Y/n,” she turned to see Dr. Sam stand up and walk towards her, “It’s good to see you up and moving about.”

“Dr. Sam, just the person I wanted to see. I was going to ask you if you still wanted to specialize in -”

“Ok,” Bucky cut her off. “Y/n, this is Steve, Pepper, and Bruce.You’ve had the ‘pleasure’ of meeting Tony already. And you clearly already know Sam.”

“I’m still upset that Sam got to meet you before the rest of us,” Steve said as he got up. He offered his hand to Y/n, who took it apprehensively. “I’m Steve, Bucky’s childhood friend. Don’t worry about what Tony said, he’s a dick that doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. Pepper, Burce, and I are so much nicer than Sam and Tony.”

“I helped take care of her while she was sick,” Sam gasped.

“I don’t see how commenting on my ass and tits are helping,” Y/n joked and instantly regretted it.

“Ooo, Bucky,” Tony said reentering the living room, “You didn’t tell us she was funny.”

“You made comments on her body while she was sick?” Pepper asked.

Sam stumbled his way through an explanation as they all seemingly resumed their conversations. Y/n interjected things where she could but they were talking at a speed that she was having trouble keeping up with. 

* * *

Dinner had been served and everyone was being quiet, which Y/n knew was uncharacteristic of them.

“Are y’all gonna start questioning me aren’t you?” Y/n asked.

“Normally yes,” Tony answered. “But our usual interrogator is busy tonight.”

“Doesn’t matter anyway,” Bucky said around the food in his mouth, “Natasha already loves her.”

“They know Natasha?” Y/n looked at him.

“Yeah, she is one of our friends. But she hasn’t told anyone here, I’m not sure why.”

“Probably wanted us to come to our conclusions about you,” Steve said, “So, tell me. . .”

Steve and the rest of Bucky’s friends questioned Y/n and she took them with ease, or at least she would say she did. 

After what seemed like hours they let Y/n and Bucky leave. Once they were in the car again she sighed and pressed her hands to her face.

“I think you handled it well,” Bucky said. “And I think they liked you.”

“Why did it feel like they were questioning me as your girlfriend? With the ‘what are your intentions’? Or the ‘don’t you hurt him’ comments.” Y/n stared at him with wide eyes. “Do they think we’re dating? Wait -”

“No,” Bucky said, “That’s just their kind of humor. I never told them that we were dating, they’re just dicks sometimes.”

Y/n sighed as she started driving. There was a long silence before Bucky spoke.

“Is the idea of dating me really so bad?”

Y/n chuckled and made it a point to keep her eyes on the road. “No, not you. But the idea that someone wants to date me is very laughable.”

Bucky didn’t respond, and the rest of the car ride was quiet.

* * *

They got back to Y/n’s place and she walked him back to his car. She was about to bid him a goodnight when he stopped right in front of her and faced her.

“You have to stop thinking that you are undateable,” he whispered, “It’s simply not true.”

She chuckled. “What are you gonna do? Date me to prove your point?”

A half smile made its way to his face as he shook his head. “Good night, Y/n.”

[crazedlunatic]

Better Now

“Oh… boy.”

Kurt, who was alone with the twins for Blaine’s first full day back at work, looked at Bob with wide eyes. “I can’t do this.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. If I can raise kids to be somewhat decent human beings, yours will be angels on Earth.” Bob let out a laugh.

Tears filled Kurt’s eyes and he took a deep breath. “Please don’t tell Blaine. He was worried about it. He said he could work from home and I thought I could handle it. I don’t want him to feel bad. I asked for this. I asked for more than the twelve weeks off knowing I would be by myself with them. I thought I could do it but I can’t.”

“You’ve been doing it for twelve weeks.” Bob said calmly, taking a wailing baby from Kurt’s arms.  “You’ve been doing an excellent job for twelve weeks. It’s just another adjustment period. Shit, the first three years are an adjustment period.”

“Carole offered to stay and I told her I would be fine too. They’re already on their flight back to Lima and—” Kurt took another deep breath. “I can’t do this.”

“You can.” Bob repeated, looking him in the eyes. “Look. It’s only Zach crying. Jake and Liz had both screaming and crying together at once for, like, six months straight. That was awful.”

“This could happen for three more months?!” He had regained some composure but it flew straight out the window.

“Kurt, it could—”

“No. Why did we do this? I mean so many transfers failed so we put in two hoping one would stick and I—I—Why did we do this?”

“Blaine can take some more time off. We’re in a slow period and were easing him back in. He’s mostly helping people like he has been since two months before paternity leave.” Bob’s voice was still perfectly composed as though he didn’t have a baby screaming in his ear as Nick, who Kurt was holding, squirmed around.

“Why did we do this?” Kurt repeated.

“Because you had five failed transfers. Because it was recommended as an option since it hadn’t worked yet. Because you two wanted a family. It gets easier. I promise it gets easier. Just think about how when you all go back for your genetic baby, that it’ll be a piece of cake because you’ll have already gone through it two times at once.” Bob said, now whispering since somehow Zach had miraculously stopped crying.

“H-How?” Kurt asked, wiping his eyes.

Bob held up a finger and went down the hall, clearly going to the nursery. He then came back, took Nick who had conked out gripping Kurt’s shirt tightly, and left the room again.

Kurt took several deep breaths and then went to sit on the couch. It didn’t take long before Bob made it back and sat on the couch next to Kurt, handing him a Dr. Pepper.

“Those are Blaine’s. I don’t drink that.” Kurt said.

“Now you do.” Bob popped the top open for him.

“I drink coff—”

“You find whatever source you can find to get caffeine in your system the quickest.”

Kurt sighed and took a swig of it before looking up at the ceiling. “How did you do this five times?”

“Well the first two are the hardest. After that, it’s a pretty easy adjustment since you’ve been through it.” Bob looked him in the eyes.

“Are you just saying that so you’ll have another grandchild?” Kurt joked before sniffling and taking another deep breath.

“Mostly.” Bob joked. “No pressure though. I’ve got a whole circus of kids to give me more.”

Kurt smiled a bit.

“Look, Kurt. Blaine’s not even taking his own cases. He’s helping out for a while because being a new parent is chaos. He can work from home. He can have a reduced schedule. I’ve actually got three lawyers with kids who have been working from home for, like, six months. Family always comes first. It’s not special treatment. Besides getting lunches at least once a week and a bit more frequent chats the other lawyers I work with, he’s the same as any other new lawyer that has worked under me.”

“Is he still considered a new lawyer?”

Bob nodded. “For a firm that takes such big cases, yeah. When stuff settles down he’ll get some more. He’s already put in a request to only do prosecution going forward. Once he’s done that for nine to twelve months I will feel like I can say he’s moved out of entry stuff.”

“So he’s really about to actually move up?”

“Slowly. I can arrange that happening when your last eight weeks are up. That way the boys can go into daycare and you’ll be able to call in sick and sleep all day to make up for four months of not getting much.” Bob nodded. “But I guarantee the first time you drop them off, you’ll cry. Shit, I still watch the little camera at Miles’ daycare to see what he’s up to… usually something he’s not supposed to be doing.”

“I don’t want Blaine to not be able to move up quicker.”

“Don’t worry about it. Working from home doesn’t mean he won’t have cases. Sometimes he’ll have to leave the house to do work stuff for cases but I think it will make you both feel less overwhelmed.”

“It’s just a lot.”

“It is.” Bob nodded. “Especially the first. Then you’ve got as many as me and you consider buying a hotel to contain them all.”

Kurt actually laughed and wiped under his eyes again.

“It gets easier. You’ll pick up on the cues from both. Biggest help for Sam, who was colicky like Zach, was keeping him full. Every three hours he was on the boob. Sometimes more when he was extra fussy… but that did help a lot.”

Kurt nodded.

“Emily would get fussy when her diaper was barely wet so that’s something we had to maintain with her. You’ll figure it out.” Bob repeated, standing. “Anything else I can help you with before I head back?”

“No but thank you. I really appreciate it.” Kurt made eye contact.

“It’s what I’m here for.” Bob smiled. “Get a nap while they nap. Trust me. Each time. Even if you don’t feel sleepy. Just do it.”

“I don’t—”

“Do it and thank me later.” Bob gave him a look before closing the front door behind him.

Kurt pulled his phone out of his pajama pants pocket and typed out a text to Blaine.

I don’t know what we would do without Bob.

He watched as Blaine began to text him back.

Yeah. I still say I picked a good lawyer to stalk. I’m going to head home whenever he gets back. Just let me know if I need to pick anything up. I hope everything is going okay.

It’s much better now, especially since you’re coming home soon. Love you.

Love you too.

[13-reasons-ideas]

Can’t Go Back Part 19

A/N: Sorry this one is a few days late. I was having issues with it. I couldnt get it to flow and it had to be reworked a few times. No smut in this one. It also wasn't working for me. There will be smut in the next Present chapter. The next chapter will be posted on Friday as usual. As always, feedback is appreciated and much love. -Em

Monty and I were still dancing around each other a little, but things were getting easier. Our life had fallen back into a comfortable routine. The date night we indulged in last week seemed like it hit the reset button on our relationship again. Our alarm went off on Tuesday morning and we both groaned in protest. It was so warm in bed. “Remind me again why we can’t just cut school and lay here all day?”

“Because we need to go learn things. Helps with the whole graduation thing we are supposed to do this year.” I could feel Monty peppering my neck with soft kisses. “It’s not going to work, Casanova.”

“Shhh. Let me try.” He shushed me.

“No. We don’t have time.” I sighed. I really don’t want to get up. How was I a morning person before?

“I think we do.” Oh yeah.  I didn’t have someone waking me up with cuddles and kisses. Nd begging to stay in bed.

“We do not.” I sighed again. Monty sighed. He let go of me and I rolled out of bed. I could feel his eyes on my ass, and I shook my hips a little. He ignored me.

After a hot shower, separately lest we run late for another joyous day at Liberty High, we enjoyed coffee and breakfast together. I smiled to myself while I ate. I was just thankful that we were getting back to normal again. I hated fighting with him. We both knew that it would happen. Especially since we are both stubborn and have an inexplicable need to be right. We were prepared for the little tiffs that would come along. We were prepared for the big fights that were sure to come. Forever is a long time, after all. There were just some things you couldn’t prepare for. Our current struggle was one of those things. But we were getting through it.

Monty startled me when he placed a full cup of coffee beside me. “Thank you.”

“I promised I would never leave your morning coffee empty, remember?”

“I remember.” I smiled fondly and took a sip. He placed his bowl-we had moved up from sticking his hand directly in the box, thank God-in the dishwasher. Scott texted me while I was packing up my backpack.

Can we talk before lunch?

Yeah, sure. About what?

Monty.

Is everything okay? I looked up from my phone at my husband. He was shoving his physics textbook into his bag. It didn’t seem like anything was wrong.

Nothing’s wrong exactly.

What do you mean? He didn’t reply. There was still no answer when Monty and I got to school. Scott wouldn’t look at me when we stopped to chat with our friends. What the hell?

Scott met me outside of my class. “Hey.”

“Hey.” We walked to an empty alcove outside, chatting about nothing in particular. He sat down on the bench and motioned for me to join him.

“I want to keep this short because I’m hungry. We need to talk about Monty.”

“What about him?”

“Now, I know I said I would stay out of your marriage unless I was invited.”

“Yes. You did?”

“And I’m glad everything is working out between you two now.”

“Yeah.” I was beginning to get nervous.

“I also swore to myself I would take zero interest in your private life.”

“That sounds like bullshit. But okay.” He didn’t say anything. He looked at me seriously. Oh. “You mean, our private life.”

“Yeah.”

“So, why do we need to talk Scott?”

“You need to have sex with your husband.” He stated.

“Oh. Okay. I’ll get right on that. Shall we text you updates before, during, and after?”

“Addison. I’m serious.”

“If you are going to lecture me on ‘needs’ Scott….”

“No, nothing like that. He’s just really fucking annoying.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, we don’t talk details. All I need to know about that is that its consensual. But he’s getting kind of cranky.”

“Not with me.” I shrugged.

“Yeah. Because he loves you and he just got out of your bad books.”

“You think that would stop him from being cranky with me? Are we talking about the same Montgomery de la Cruz here? Have you met your best friend?”

“Yes. I think, given the situation, that it would. He likes you. He doesn’t exactly like many other people. I’m not sure if you’ve noticed.”

“Maybe once or twice.” I shrugged.

“Will you just think about it?”

“Yeah, I’ll think about it.”

“Great. And no. I don’t need updates. Or want them.” We stood up and started walking to the cafeteria.

“Hey Scott?”

“Yeah Addy?”

“Thank you. For being so supportive during this whole mess. I don’t think many other people would be.”

“You’re my friends. It’s what I’m here for. And you feed me at least once a week. I wasn’t about to start missing out on that.” He grinned at me. I laughed and pushed him gently.

“Let me check with my wife.” Monty was saying as Scott and I sat down at lunch.

“Check with me about what?”

“I was just asking Monty if he was down to come to my place for a party later this week.” Bryce said.

Monty gave me a look. “And so, I said I would check with you.” Ah yes. The old checking with the wife line.

“When this week?”

“Friday. Are you his daytimer?”

“Friday?” I thought for a second. “You have a doctor’s appointment at four and physio at seven. It seems I am.”

“Sorry man.” Monty shrugged.

“It’s one appointment. I’m sure you’d be fine to miss them. Or you could swing by after.” I rolled my eyes.

“Do you want your friend’s knee to be permanently fucked? No? Then he can’t go.” Bryce didn’t answer. Thinking the matter had been decided and was no longer up for discussion, I settled in to eat my lunch.

“You could just come anyway. How would she know?” I heard him whisper to Monty.

“Considering we live together I think I would notice if he wasn’t home.” I whisper said back. “We share a bed.” I left the implication of what happened the last time he wasn’t home in our bed, but rather out with Bryce, be.

“Fine.” Bryce pouted.

I caught up with Monty after lunch and he walked me to class. His arm was thrown over my shoulder, possessively, more often than not now that we were getting back on the road to happy, healthy marriage land. “Check with your wife, huh?”

“Yeah. Don’t want to hurt his feelings.”

“You know I’m okay with you going, right?”

“I know. But I would rather spend my Friday night with you. I don’t actually have a doctor’s appointment I forgot about, do I?”

“No. You’re free for the night.”

“Good.”

“How has your knee been doing, by the way?”

“It’s been okay. Not like I’m doing anything to stress the ligament too much.” I smirked softly. “I mean, I can’t play ball. I’m not even supposed to be working out that much.” Right. That’s what you meant.

“That’s true. What are we doing instead of Bryce’s?”

“I was thinking pizza? Maybe make it ourselves?”

“Hey guys. Wait up!” Scott called after us. We stopped and turned around. Scoot was tailed by Anders.

“Hey.”

“Doctor’s appointments?” Scott smirked.  

“Sure.” Monty nodded.

“You really don’t want to go on Friday, do you?”

“No. I have much better plans.” He squeezed me softly.

“He really does.” I nodded.

“What are your plans?” Anders asked.

“No pants pizza night.”

“What?”

“No pants pizza.” I repeated.

“What’s that?”

“We make or order pizza. And then we sit on the couch. And eat it. Without pants on.” I explained slowly.

“No pants pizza.” Monty shrugged. Scott quickly quirked his brow at me. I made no indication of noticing. The warning bell rang so we went our separate ways.

In class, I took my seat next to Alex and Zach. Alex had come around to Monty and I after we all had dinner. Zach was still pretty stand-offish. The Zach issue had been pushed to the side. We had bigger things to worry about recently. And trying to figure out what was going on in Zach Dempsey’s head was always a tossup. The boy was far from an open book. “Hey Addy.” Alex greeted.

“Hey guys.”

“Hey.” My phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to look. It was a reminder about Monty’s physio appointment tomorrow night. He texted me right away. I didn’t forget about this one.

“How are things?” I asked.

“They go.” Zach replied. Why the hell is he so cranky. It’s been two months. Over two. Everyone else has moved on. Why can’t you?

“They’re good. I started working out with Caleb and Tony.”

“That’s great Alex.”

“Yeah. Girls aren’t really that into scrawny guys.”

“That’s not true.”

“Says the girl married to an Adonis.”

“Semantics.” I shrugged.

“You’re a catch Alex.” Zach added.

“Thanks Zach.” His smile seemed a little brighter at the compliment. Huh. That could be interesting. We chatted a little more before class started. We were watching a video in class and our teacher hadn’t come back with the TV yet.

“Hey, did you guys want to get a burger or something from Rosie’s tomorrow night? Monty has physio so it would just be us.”

“I’m always down for some junk food.” Alex laughed.

“Zach?”

“Sure. I mean,” he paused, “I could eat.”

“Great. Say five thirty?”

“Works for me. I can give you a ride Alex.” Zach offered.

After school, I waited for Monty. He had a test in physics and Mr. Brown was still a hardass about people leaving after they were done. He made everyone wait until every test was handed in. That being said, he always gave everyone five extra minutes at the end of class to finish. For daytime classes, he gave the class notes to excuse lates in their next class.

“Hey Casanova.” I called as Monty left.

“Hey Bookworm.” He leaned in to kiss me when he reached me.

“How was your test?”

“It was okay. My brain hurts.” We walked hand in hand to the Jeep. He hadn’t let me drive since he got cleared by Dr. Marcus. I miss driving it.

“Awe. I’m sorry. Can I drive?”

“No. My car. I drive.” Oh. Okay maybe Scott is right. Maybe he is a little cranky. That’s okay.

“Okay.” I smiled. I climbed in the passenger seat and buckled up.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound that harsh.”

“No, I know. It’s okay. I just thought I’d offer since you look drained from that test.”

“I appreciate the offer, really. I’m good though.”

“Okay.” He leaned over and kissed me again before we drove home.

Inside, I grabbed a snack and refilled my water bottle. I grabbed a couple bags of fruit snacks for Monty too. We worked on homework quietly for a couple of hours. Justin called as I was finishing up. “Homework help?” he asked in lieu of a greeting.

“Shoot.”

“The discussion questions from my English class make no sense.”

“What are the questions?”

“What’s going on?” Monty asked me quietly. I pulled the phone away from my ear and covered the mic.

“English discussion questions.”

“I have them here.” He handed me the sheet. I looked over it carefully. I had uncovered the mic while reading.

“These are kind of dumb. Is this what you do in regular English?”

“Yeah.” My boys responded together.

“Huh. At least you get to read fun books. City of Bones is good. Okay then. Uh let me see.”

“The movie was still bad.”

“Shh. I’m helping Justin.” I grinned.

“Sorry.”

“Okay. Valentine’s rebellion.” I thought for a moment and then discussed it with Justin. “If you just write down what I say, your teacher will know you had someone else do it. So, work through it on your own now.”

“Thanks Addy. You’re the best.”

“I know. Night Justin.” After we hung up, I remembered the plans I made with Alex and Zach. “I’m going to Rosie’s with Alex and Zach tomorrow while you’re at physio.”

“Sounds good.”

“Okay.” I grinned at him.

With our homework finished, we spent the rest of the evening cuddling on the couch. There was something Monty wanted to watch on tv. I had lost interest in it pretty quickly, so I got up and grabbed a book. Laying back down on the couch, I rested my head in his lap. He absentmindedly stroked my hair. Scott’s words played over in my mind. I thought about it for a little while but decided a Tuesday evening probably wasn’t the best time to potentially spend all night having sex. We have school in the morning after all. When we were getting ready for bed though, instead of putting a pair of shorts and one of my old gym shirts on, I walked over to Monty’s dresser and pulled out one of his shirts. I swam in it. I changed my underwear. He whistled to himself when he left the bathroom. I smiled to myself. The seed is planted. Monty pulled me a little closer than usual when we got in bed.

I met Zach and Alex at Rosie’s for dinner. I had run home to change first because it was warmer than I expected it to be today. I didn’t feel right going to dinner in my gym shirt, even if it was at the local diner. Since it was quiet, being the middle of the week, our waitress was at our table almost before we sat down. Melinda had been our waitress here since Zach and I were kids. She was a kind old lady. She knew everyone’s orders by heart. As such, we didn’t have to give our drink order. She did let us look at the menu “just for fun”.

“How’re things with you guys?” I asked when our drinks arrived. I took a few sips of my Cherry Coke float and stirred it to mix it up.

“Things are good. The team is looking pretty good this year. School prospects are looking good.” Zach said.

“Monty was saying that they’re shaping up pretty well. And you Alex?”

“Good. Jess and I are friends again. Tony says I’m getting stronger.”

“That’s great Alex.” I smiled.

“How are things with you Addy?”

“They’re good. I’m done with college applications for now.”

“Early admission?” Zach asked.

“Yeah. If I don’t get in anywhere, then I’ll apply for regular admission somewhere.”

Melinda was eyeing us from the counter, so we looked at the menu quickly. We decided to split a couple baskets of fries, some chicken strips, and each get a burger. I got a chicken sandwich. The boys both got cheeseburgers. After our drinks were refilled, we got back to talking. “How’s Monty doing?” Alex asked. Zach’s face pinched slightly. Seriously what the hell is his deal?

“He’s doing okay. Stubborn. But that isn’t a surprise to anyone.”

“Is he ever not stubborn?” Well, sometimes. During sex.

“I don’t think you want to know. And he would have to kill the three of us if I told you.”

“Oh? Are you trying to tell us that he’s fun?” Zach asked.

“He likes to make me smile. So sometimes he does stuff to make that happen. And that’s all you’re getting out of me.”

“And his knee?”

“You know. It’s a process. Some days are better than others. I think it bugs him more than he lets on, but I don’t want to push. Physio is helping and Dr. Marcus says he should be able to do some lower body workouts if things keep progressing well.”

“That’s good. Tell him to stop by practice sometime?”

“I’ll try. I think there’s only so many practices he can go to and just watch.”

“I get that. The invitation is open though.”

“I’ll let him know.”

Our food arrived. The three of us took a break from catching up, to savour the food. “How’s married life?” Alex asked.

“Oh, you know.” The boys looked at me, expectantly. “It’s mostly a lot of asking each other what we want for dinner. Every night. For the rest of our lives.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” Zach smiled.

“That isn’t. It’s agreeing on something that’s the hard part. I married a guy who would be content eating chicken nuggets and fruit snacks for dinner every night. Trying to get him to eat a vegetable is an almost insurmountable battle.”

“Is it that bad?”

“Can you blame him?” Alex asked.

“It feels like it is sometimes. And not really. But would eating some carrots really hurt him?”

“Yes.” My friends said in unison.

“Boys.” I rolled my eyes and laughed. “It’ll only get worse when we have kids and they’re at eating regular food age. Because they’ll need to be included in the decision.”

“And how can you make them eat vegetables when their dad doesn’t?” Alex laughed.

“Exactly!” I exclaimed, pointing a chicken strip at him. The three of us laughed.

“How are things with you guys… otherwise?” Zach asked, hesitantly.

“They’re,” I paused, “getting better. We’ve talked a lot in the last few weeks. I think we are back on the same page. It’s a work in progress.”

“That’s good. Things seemed pretty….” He didn’t finish his sentence.

“I know. And they were. We are working on it though.”

“It was pretty funny watching him shut Bryce down at lunch.”

“What happened?” Alex asked.

“He played the ‘let me ask my wife’ card.”

“Oof. And I’m guessing that went over Bryce’s head?”

“What do you think?”

“Of course, it did.” He grinned and shook his head.

We talked for another hour or so. Melinda brought us another basket of fries on the house. Around seven, Monty texted me. I grabbed a couple of pints of Haagen Dazs at the store.

Okay. I’ll see you at home. I love you.

I love you too. The three of us called it a night around eight. We bid each other good night and promised to text each other when we got home.

I’m on my way home. Do we need anything else before I get home?

No, I grabbed a couple of things. I’ll get your ice cream out. Drive safe Bookworm.

Okay. Thank you. I will. See you soon Casanova.

[theroguequeenaniki]

Questions 2009 -> 2021

This is from my Facebook. It popped up on my memories page thing. I originally answered this in 2009 when I was 15, it’s now 2021 & and I am 27, so I’m gonna do it again. Leaving the original answers. Original answers will be italicized. Commentary on the original answers in parentheses & crossed out? Lol. (I’m not gonna tag anyone, but, like, I guess if you want to answer these random questions from Facebook 12 years ago, go ahead lol) 

Questions

Can you fill this out without lying? You've been tagged, so now you need to answer all the questions HONESTLY. At the end, choose people to tag. Don't forget to tag me so I can see your answers! To do this, copy this entire message, then go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, delete my answers, and type yours. Easy! Next, tag people that you think may enjoy this (in the right hand corner of the app). Click publish (at the bottom). Have fun! :) 1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth? My cup with my Big Red in it The straw to my Kate Spade tumbler to drink my HEB Cola Lol.

2.Where was your profile picture taken? I got it off the internet. it's a random anime girl. My bedroom. 3.Can you play Guitar Hero? Never played it. Probably wouldn't be good at it. Not to good at video games. But I am good at Mario Cart, both 64 and the Wii. plus I'm good at some Sonic games. Still never played it. Idk if I’m any good at Mario Cart or the Sonic games anymore, I haven’t played either in years lol

4.Name someone who made you laugh today? Doctor Who TikTok. My cats.

5.How late did you stay up last night and why? Umm, probably about 10:00 cause it took me forevor to get into bed. Uh..Past 4am. Lol. B/c my sleep schedule is fucked. I was in bed by 3am though, but I was playing games & watching TikToks on my phone. Lol.

6.If you could move somewhere else, would you? Yes. I'd move to either New York or Sweden. I don’t know. Part of me says yes. But part of me says no..b/c even though Texas has it’s faults (a LOT of them), I cannot imagine living anywhere else long-term..

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks? HAHA. Yeah right. I've never even been kissed! Still nope. I have been kissed though. He just didn’t kiss me under the fireworks the one NYE we spent together...

8. Which of your friends lives closest to you? Um, I think R, but D might also. D is accross Stasney from me and R is a couple blocks down (I don’t talk to these people much anymore & I’m not going to share their names on Tumblr) Uh. I think Maybe Raven? B/c they’re the only one who lives in the same city still. But, Sarah might technically be closer distance wise? Hold on. Ok, yeah, Sarah’s closer, even though she doesn’t live in this city anymore.

9. Do you believe exes can be friends? It all depends on the situation.(I totally stold M's answer but it's true) (I don’t talk to this person anymore & I’m not gonna share their name on Tumblr) I mean, yeah. Two of my best friends are each others exes and they’re still friends. I haven’t stayed friend with my ex, but, uh, he ghosted me so? Lol.

10. How do you feel about Dr. Pepper? I love it. I still love it. Lol.

11. When was the last time you cried really hard? I can't remember. I don't think it was that long ago, I had a light cry on Saturday, but I don't remember the last time I cried really hard. When we got back from our trip in July. Had a full on breakdown that night. Overheated all weekend. Overwhelmed. Anxiety. It was not a very good vacation..I cry a lot though.

12. Who took your profile picture? I got it off of google. I did. 

13. Who was the last person you took a picture of? Umm, either myself, or one of my family members. Aside from myself. I think my dad, on his phone, b/c there was a cicada on his shoulder and he wanted to ask the family group chat if he could keep it. Lol. I take a LOT of pictures of cats though. Lol.

14. Was yesterday better than today? Hail yes! To much drama today! And I couldn't avoid it cause I was in the middle of it! (Oof, what drama was 15 yo Linda dealing with that she couldn’t avoid? Lol. I mean, I guess, Sophomore year was a bit full of drama lol) Anyway, I mean, they were pretty much the same. One wasn’t better than the other. One wasn’t worse than the other.

15. Can you live a day without TV? yeah. Now Music there is something I can't live without! Yep, Do it almost everyday. Sentiments about music remain the same. Lol.

16. Are you upset about anything? Yes. I'm annoyed about something and it's making me upset. (I assume this has something to do with the the drama mentioned earlier lol) Always. Anxiety & depression are a bitch. My rooms a mess & I can’t get myself to clean it. My shelves are still a mess.

17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? yeah. though i havent really had one yet. I mean, yeah. Even though I haven’t had one last, aside from friendships, but they’re worth it. 

18. Are you a bad influence? I hope not. If so, let me know.(again I took M's answer but it's true) Probably. Idk. Lol.

19. Night out or night in? Depends on what's going on and how I feel about it. Night in usually. I do like going out sometimes, but, like, to dinner. Maybe a movie or a show. But, you know, we’ve been in a panini press, the only thing I’ve been comfortable doing is going to dinner (fully vaxxed & masked). But I also prefer staying home anyway. (Like I usually just go to dinner with my family lol)

20. What items could you not go without during the day? my computer. my book. my journal and a pen. My phone. My journal (b/c I write in it every night, as a diary, 14yo Linda wrote stories). Uh. I didn’t take food or drinks into account in the og, so I won’t in those. But, yeah. My phone & journal. I can go a day without my laptop if I need to. (Went the whole trip in July without pulling it out, though maybe that’s not a good example since my anxiety on that trip was so high..) I want to say a book, but I’ve been in a massive reading slump so...I wish I read as much as 15yo Linda did..

21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? I don't remember. I think it was myself.(if you want to know, ask me in person) I honestly don’t know. I don’t remember the last time I was in a hospital. 

22. What does the last text message in your inbox say? "Mrbobbybones:  wish ted would finally meet their mother already. geez. get to it. However, I see myself in that character more and more each episode." yeah. That's what it says. It's from Twitter. (Huh? and I can’t even go check b/c my inbox doesn’t go back to 2009 on Twitter?? (I haven’t had my account that long) Wait wait wait just remembered I used to get tweets to my phone as text messages lol)

Facebook messenger: “ Cool” From our group chat. Lol.

From actual text messages on my phone: “ heeey! Just put up the Tuesday PDS just for you  it’s a big one.” From Phillip Defranco’s text line Lol.

23. How do you feel about your life right now? I'm loving and hating it. but hey nobody gets out alive right? Uh..I mean. I’m alive. I have WiFi. Food. Family. I haven’t seen my friends in 2 years. (Minus Alex, b/c they were here in July to cat/house sit, but I saw them for like, one night..) There’s a lot that could be better. A lot that could be worse. 

24. Do you hate anyone? yes!!! Oof. I mean, kinda.

25. If we were to look in your Facebook Inbox, what would we find? some random conversations. most of my convos on her though have been in chat or through comments. Facebook Inbox is now Facebook Messenger. So you’ll find all my Facebook Messenger convos. Mostly our group chat. And side group chats for secret planning (birthdays & stuff). Plus other chats? Lol.

26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? I better! (excuse me miss 15yo Linda you absolutely could have passed a drug test you ALSO didn’t drink or smoke or take any drugs lol) Yeah. Absolutely. I don’t drink or smoke or take any drugs so, yeah? Lol.

27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before? 

Yes. But I can't remember when... Yeah. Pretty sure. 

28. What song is stuck in your head? Gee by SNSD(Girls Generation) They're Korean. A few My Chemical Romance songs

29. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be? EDWARD CULLEN! Joke! lol. No I don't know. If it was Edward, I'd call the cops. whoever it is though better have an explaination or they are gonna get hit in the head with my Book of Shadows. (Maybe I wouldn’t mind Edward at my window though? Lol.) Uh. My friends? Lol. Idk if I want anyone knocking on my window at 2am.

30.Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50? I don't know....... Uh. No? Idk. Most likely not gonna happen. 

31. Name something you have to do tomorrow? I can't think of anything right now... Eat. Should probably clean my room.

32. Do you think too much or too little? Way to much! lol. Way way way too much

33. Do you smile a lot? i try to. I think I do. I get told that alot in Theater...

I think so

[hollandlover19]

Speed

Peter is a grumpy baby

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Peter was upset.

Like really upset.

A few months ago peter went on a mission with Nat and tony, but things didn’t quite go as planed and long story short, peter was shot with some sort of tranquilizer dart that dampened his powers, before falling and breaking his leg.

When you got back to the compound, Peter was taken to the med bay and his leg was put in a cast, but now he was getting antsy. Peter hadn’t driven in almost two months and that wasn’t good because there were only two things that kept peter sane when he had nothing to do, and those two things were driving, and you.

The contents of the darts wore off after a couple days, and his leg was healed by the end of the week, but when they ran some blood tests it showed that the contents were still in his system, so they decided to leave the cast on, which meant no driving.

Peter tried explaining to tony that his leg was healed and that his powers were back but tony didn’t believe him, instead he told Peter that he didn’t want to take any chances and that he shouldn’t lie about not being injured just cuz he wants to drive, and he even went as far as taking peters keys and hiding them.

Now he sat in his room bored and upset as he watched his friends plan a late night car meet on the group chat. They decided on the time, place, and who’s place they would meet up at beforehand.

Peter wanted to go so bad but Tony refused to remove the cast from peters leg which served as a whole other problem because even if tony did give Peter his keys, he wouldn’t be able to shift gears with the cast on.

The whole thing was stupid, so stupid that it made his stomach hurt. You knew you had to do something about it, you couldn’t just sit there and watch him suffer, so you devised a plan.

First, you went and talked to Dr. Cho and convinced her to help get peters cast off, then you texted Jaxin and Terrell and asked them to come over so they could help you look for the keys, and they gladly did considering how much they missed having you and peter around. The rest of the team were on a mission in Italy which made it a lot easier to search the compound and peters friends already knew that he was Spider-Man so they had all been here before.

The First place you checked was Tony’s room, then you looked in peppers office but while you were looking pepper walked in. You were about to give up and call it off but instead she decided to help out.

“The keys are in a secret cubby under a stool in the lab.”

You thanked her and gave her a big hug before running to the lab with Terrell and Jaxin following behind you. You found the cubby and grabbed peters keys, then you handed them to Jaxin and told him to go park peters car out front while you and Terrell went to get Peter.

You walked into his room and found him laying on his side with his arms wrapped around his stomach. You crawled onto the bed and ran your fingers through his hair, he tried to pull you down to cuddle but you wouldn’t let him so he kept trying until he saw Terrell in the doorway with Dr. Cho behind him.

“What’s going on?” Peter asked as Cho got to work on his cast.

“We’re going for a drive” Jaxin said as he walked in the door and threw Peter his keys. He caught them just as Dr. Cho finished with his cast.

You all ran outside, Terrell and Jaxin got in their cars while you and Peter got in his. He turned the key and you giggled as you watched his eyes roll to the back of his head when he reved the engine.

Colton and Jesse were already waiting at Terrell’s since that was where they decided to meet up before you called Terrell and Jaxin, so that was where you went.

As soon as you all turned onto the highway, you watched peter shift gears as if it was second nature. which it was. And of course it’s always a race with them, and even though Peter hadn’t driven in months, he still won.

Once you met up with Colton and Jesse, you watch them exchange bro hugs with peter, and then you hit the road.

It was adorable how happy Peter was, he hadn’t stopped smiling like an idiot since he sat in his car. You followed Jesse out of town to an abandoned storage unit with a huge empty parking lot. He found it a couple weeks back. after the boys found out Peter was injured, they decided to go on a hunt for a new place to hang out and this was the perfect place.

They all did a lap around the place just to check the place out, and then came the fun. The boys wanted to test your skills so they moved their cars out of the way, Peter grabbed his web-shooters from the glove compartment and shot a web at the breaker box to turn the lights on.

You sat in the driver’s seat of peters car, reving the engine as you waited for the count down. Peter walked over to you and gave you a good luck kiss, and jokingly told you not to crash knowing you were a true born natural at driving.

“Are you ready?” Terrell asked as he stood in front of the car.

You reved the engine in response as Terrell started the count down.

“3…”

“2…”

“1-”

You were gone before he finished saying one. Terrell laughed and Peter watched as you drifted perfectly around every corner.

“Holy shit, she’s good.” Jaxin said.

They all watched in awe as you came speeding back into the centre of the parking lot and started pulling perfect doughnuts around the boys and finished in a perfect stop.

“Told you.” Peter said as he walked past the boys.

“Why the fuck do you not have a car!?” Terrell said as you got out.

“What do you mean, this is my car.” You said with a confused look.

“ but that’s peter’s car.” Jaxin said, even more confused.

Everyone looked at peter as he laughed, “we have matching skylines.”

“How do you know which one is which?” Colton asked

“break callipers, mine are black his are the same colour as his car.” You said as they all went to look at your break callipers that were in fact black.

“Holy shit Parker you’re dating the drift queen.” Jesse said, making peter laugh.

“Where do you think I got my skills from.” Peter said, which amazed them even more.

“She taught you!?” They said which made you both laugh.

“Yes she taught me, now Who wants to come get my car with me?” Peter asked, Jesse raised his hand as they walked to his car, got in, and sped off.

They got back about ten minutes later and finally you all got to have fun.

[olivarryprompts]

Fanfic Friday #10

Welcome to Fanfic Friday! Each Friday I will post a new fanfic here and on A03. Enjoy x

Read and save it on A03 here 

{peter stark and a no good very bad day}

Ship: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Tony Stark/Steve Rogers & Peter Stark

Warnings: swearing, fluff otherwise :)

Wc: 3,984

Today, everything had gone wrong. He stayed up way past his bedtime the previous night and had gotten barely three hours of sleep by the time he arrived at school. He forgot his Spanish homework in the lab and that was the one grade he needed to pull from an A- to an A. He chugged a couple shots of espresso, and his usual store on the walk to school was closed. Meaning he had no redbull to sustain him through his classes.

Also, guess which class was straight bangout first, Spanish. So he hadn't done the homework and had no time to do it. Great. Fortunately, he made it through first period Spanish, only getting slightly scolded for not handing in the assignment. Then he had a break, and the kid desperately needed a pick me up coffee and muffin. He went to the closest cafe, one he’d come to love, only to find the whole football team there. Which would have been fine, if he wasn’t so goddamn awkward. He stood there for a solid five minutes before he asked the jock in his way to move so he could order.

Then, when the kid did get to ordering they ran out of fuckin chocolate muffins. What kinda cafe runs out of chocolate muffins at ten am? This one apparently. So coffee and blueberry muffin in hand, he headed back to the student lounge to get some work done.

The next portion of his day went as planned, a welcomed change of pace. Well Flash was a bitch, but what was new there. And his senses were through the roof. But other than that. That was all until the last period. To start, he got a text from his boyfriend, explaining that he’d no longer be arriving this Friday, but instead the following Saturday. Peter wanted to cry. He missed his boy. Leaving Harley on read, he tried to focus on chemistry, but he’d done the stuff they were going over about 100 times with Dr. Banner. He zoned out the entire class.

Finally, the bell rang and put him out of his misery. He quickly texted Ned asking if he was coming in the following day. He had been sick that day. He went to leave, but the class was stopped by the announcement of a test and more homework. For fuck sake.

He did get out, though. And he got straight in the car, barely pausing to say hello to Happy. Noticing the boy's unusual quiet, he didn’t press for more details about Peter’s day. Happy, though he’d never say it, enjoyed hearing about the kids day. He had come to really care for Peter, and his accomplishments made the older man happy. Ironic, he knew.

They had arrived at the tower in almost record time, and Peter was glad to have avoided extra time in the car. What he really craved was a couple hugs from his dads, a chat with his boyfriend, and to get through the stack of busy work that weighed him down.

Happy went round to the private entrance, wished the kid a good day, and headed off to some other errand. Peter exited, scanning his pass at security and being recognized and let through by Friday. So, he’d finally made it upstairs and there the sofa was, filled with a few avengers. Luckily his parents were among them. The two were sitting close to each other, as normal.

Peter simply put his head in his pops lap, and he laid his feet on his dad. Neither Steve nor Tony said anything, but they gave each other the look. Steve ran his hands through his son’s hair lovingly. “Pete?” Tony asked, “What happened kid?” “Nothin’” Peter replied, still buried in his Pop’s lap. “You sure about that?” Steve pressed. “Just a bad day,” Peter mumbled. “What happened паук?” Nat spoke up. She is very protective of Peter. “What didn’t happen?” he sighed dramatically. “Well you mope for as long as you like, Pete,” Tony joked. “Thanks dad,” he said, closing his eyes again in search of sleep. “Teenagers I tell you,” Clint said, rolling his eyes. “Fuck you Barton,” Peter mumbled before falling asleep properly. “He really is your child, Tones,” Clint laughed. “Hey Peter just said a bad language word,” Nat remarked. “God I hate all of you,” his Pops groaned. Then Peter fell into peaceful, safe sleep.

“Pete?” his Pops said, entering his room. He moved around, noticing he’d been moved from the sofa to his own room. He groaned. “Hello to you too.” “Yes, Hi, father, Captain America, Leader of the Avengers, Man of Strengt-” “Ok relax,” Cap rolled his eyes. Peter sat up, smirking. “Wanna tell me what actually happened today?” “J-just everything that could possibly go wrong went wrong.” “Did that start with you staying in the lab way past a normal sleeping time?” “Perhaps. How did you kn-” “You are aware that your dad designed that whole lab situation, right?” “Fair enough.” “Do we have to initiate Insomnia protocol again?” “God no, it was one night.” “Promise.” “Swear. Just an awful day. Spidey senses all acting up, being annoying, no chocolate muffins. Speaking of which, can I have the day off tomorrow? I have basically no classes.” (he wasn’t sure why, but all but one of his classes were cancelled.) Steve thought for a moment. He knew the kid had been through a lot always, and a day off never hurt anyone. Also, he was far too smart to be there anyway. “Yeah. Let me just double check with Dad, okay?” “Thanks.” “We’re eating dinner now so get cleaned up?” “Yep. Coming.”

The next day

Peter awoke at 10 with a smile on his face. He’d peacefully regained energy. He’d finished his school work the previous night, and he was happy to just relax for a day. He pulled on some SI sweatpants and a hoodie he’d stolen from Harley awhile back.

“Hey parentals,” he greeted, still holding his smile. “Morning,” his Pops said as he cooked breakfast. “Morning? Is it already?” I bet you can guess who that came from. “Tones,” Steve said, voice full of its normal concern. Peter just laughed, taking a stool at the bar. “What? I’m fine. I’m having fun.” “You promised you’d at least take a nap.” “Oops,” he smiled, heading back in the direction of the lab. “You’re a great role model to our son!” “You really are dad!” Peter added. “Love you both dearly.” Steve rolled his eyes and Peter chuckled. “Where’s the rest of the team?” Peter inquired. He’d come to realize that saying team was easier than naming all the residents of the tower. “Nat, Clint, Wanda, and Pietro are training. Thor and Loki went back to Asgard last night, and Bruce is in his lab.” “Oh, Loki didn’t tell me he was going back.” “Some emergency. Sorry kid.” “Yeah, i-it’s fine.” “He told me to assure you they’d be back soon.” “Good.” “Keaner getting here soon?” “Nah coming tomorrow now. Something about something, I don’t really know.” “Ok. Made grilled cheeses and tomato soups. It's almost done,” Steve offered. “Thanks,” Peter said. “What’s with Loki leaving that's got you so down?” “I just miss him a lot.” Steve knew that his Kid and loki had come to get on surprisingly well. They were as close as he and Nat. Not even Clint had managed to get that close.

Peter practically inhaled a couple of sandwiches. “I’m going to go work with Dad.” “Have fun!” “I will.” “Love you.” “Love you, too.” He sped down to the lab, where he could hear his Dad’s ACDC blasting as usual. “Heyo, what you working on?” “The suit nanotech. Wanna give your old man a hand?” “Always. Bring up the blueprints. What adjustments have you made so far? “Just the molecule distance and expansion weight. Trying to help stabilize the structure.” “What about the build construction stacking?” So they dove into work, Peter easily keeping up with the genius.

“Nicely done, getting too smart for me. What are you even doing in high school?” “Being bored and failing my humanities classes.” “You're not actually failing your classes are you? Grades are not everything bu-” “Relax father, I’m doing well in all my classes.” “I should probably know that. In fact I’ll actually show up to your next parent teacher conference.” “Please don’t,” Peter smiled. His father was generally very embarrassing. “Friday, make sure I’m at the kid’s next conference?” “Reminder set.” “Thanks, Fri.” “Anytime boss.” “God Fri please remind me to not show up for my next conference.” “Heyyyy,” Tony said, faking offence. “Dad, you can be very overbearing.” “I know, but-” “No.” “Fine, guess I’m not coming. Trying to be a good father and parenthood isn’t for me.” “I beg to differ,” Steve said, coming in to check on us, “realise you're no match for Peter’s intelligence yet?” “No fucking way. I’m a genius. Many PHDs. Kid hasn’t even finished high school, plus he has an A- in Spanish,” Tony laughed. “How did you-,” Peter rolled his eyes. “Friday just sent them to me.” “You’re awful.” “Hey watch it, MIT is still your dream school?” “I fucking hate you so much,” Peter really did loved this kind of banter with his father. “Maybe I do agree that parenthood isn’t for you, love.” “Capsical, you are a traitor. You’re supposed to always be on my side.” Steve kissed Tony’s cheek and ruffled Peter’s hair before saying, “Pepper needs you. Something about important business.” “Really important?” “She says if you don’t come she’ll lock you out of the company.” “That important then. Fri, tell Pepper that I’m coming.” “She has been notified, sir.” “Thank you. Bye then, Peter don’t fuck anything up.” “The same to you Mr. Stark.” Tony left the lab with a chuckle. “You two will be the death of me.” “Almost certainly.” “You staying in here?” “Nah, I have some projects in my lab waiting for me.” “You know your dad was joking about the grades right? Because grades really don’t mean anything, and they don’t define you. Nor does your intelligence. You are so much more than all that. And all these suits and mechanicy genius things-” “Pops. I’m fine. I know,” he smiled at his dad. “I just read in this parenting book that something smart or gifted kids can feel like th-” “Pops, you and dad are the best parents a kid could ask for. Stop worrying too much or you’ll turn grey like dad.” Captain America just smiled at his kid because he was the best. “Right. Good. Have fun.” “Will do.”

He messed with the design for the 100th millionth time but he couldn't get the vibrainim to synthesize with the web fluid. “Fri, get me another cup of coffee, please.” “For fuck sake, why isn’t this working,” he said to himself. He began to mess with the 3d hologram again. He typed in Mock 32 for the design and started trying again. “Pepper Potts is requesting access to the lab.” “Access granted,” he said to Fri. “Hey Pete, how’s it going?” “Badly, but it's fine. IS THAT COFFEE?” “White mocha latte, triple shot espresso,” She said, placing it down on the desk. “Ok..back up. What do you need?” “What, I can’t just bring my favorite stark a coffee?” “Aren’t you busy?” he asked skeptically. “Yes. Incredibly. So it is a peace offering. I allowed a tour access to this lab to look around, and see what a higher ups lab looks like in action. Fri will hide all of the classified things, and I thought you’d be at school. Tony just told me you weren’t so, here we are.” “He actually showed up to your meeting?” “Yes, and it wasn’t my meeting. He just needed to be there, and I didn't.” “I take your peace offering. It’s fine, I don’t care. So long as they don’t touch my shit.” “Good. Greet them, let them look around. Smile your cute smile. They’ll be up in five.” “FIVE MINUTES?” “Yep. Sorry, Hun, got to run. Thanks.” “You owe me one!”

As promised, the class showed up in five minutes. He was fine with the concept of a class showing up, he was not, however, good with his class showing up. “Is that Penis Parker?” He heard Flash. “Holy hell that is Park?” “IS THAT PETER?” “Did Peter break in?” “How is Peter here?” He couldn’t exactly kick them out. So, embracing his inner Tony Stark charm and Steve Rogers kindness, he opened the lab door, stepping into the corridor.

“EVERYONE PLEASE BACK UP AND BE QUIET!” The tour guild, Aliah, yelled. They were a kind person who Peter knew a bit. The classes quieted down.

“Hello, Aliah.” “Hi Peter,” they greeted, “Sorry, I hadn’t realized you’d be in today. I’ll just take them to our next stop.” “No, no it's fine. If it’s alright, I’ll give them a little tour sorta thing. I don’t mind, plus I kinda promised Pepper.” “That’d be really cool. Thanks.” “Yeah. Call ‘em over.” “Yeah. We’re just waiting on their teacher, he’s in the restroom.” “Course.”

Mr. Harrington showed up, questioning Aliah about the next stop. Then, he saw Peter. “Mr. Parker!” he exclaimed angrily, “How dare you show up here without a permission slip and claiming to be sick. What is this? We will be speaking with the principal and your parents about this! I am so sorry Aliah. Peter shot Aliah the “I got this” look. “Hi Mr. Harrington, I was unwell this morning, but I felt better so I came into work. Yes, I do have an internship here,” he said, loud enough for the class to hear. “The next stop on your tour,” they said, “is to Peter’s lab. He’s been so kind to give us a run-down.” Peter simply point at the door which read “Lab #55: Peter Parker.” “Right, uh, um, sorry Mr. Parker, please let us continue.” Peter smiled through his nerves. “Right, hello there class! I will be giving you a tour of my lab. I do some pretty important work, so I’m going to ask Friday to activate the ‘Guest Protocol’ to hide the classified stuff. It’s also very dangerous, so please do not touch anything.” There were nods from the class. “Right, Fri complete guest protocol and allow tour of Aliah to enter.” “Yes miniboss.” He re-entered his lab. “So, most of the time I work here,” he said, pointing to the biggest holograph table, “I work on designs, changes, and any mockups that need to happen. I then make them a reality. I can also run simulations on any formulas to see if they would be successful.” “Fri, please pull up the WFV project I was just working on for Spiderman.” “Right away mini-boss.” “So as you can see I’m trying to get the vibranium intertwine itself with Spiderman’s web fluid. This would allow the webs to be almost 47 times stronger, and also would allow them to conduct electricity, which has many uses. Anyone have any questions?” Ava raised her hand and Peter nodded at her, “Hey, so how did you learn all this? Like, it seems really complicated and you're in my chem class, so.” “I’ve worked a lot with both Mr. Stark and Bruce Banner, who’ve taught me most of what I know throughout the years. I also took a few online courses to solidify some subject matters I didn’t quite understand,” Peter, satisfied with his answer, asked if anyone else had inquired. “How did you get an internship here?” “Mr. Stark found me on the internet and took a liking to my projects. He met me and decided I’d fit right in here,” Peter explained simply. It was a lie of course, but it functioned as their cover story. “Anyone else? No. Cool, so moving onto some other sections in the lab. Over in that corner are the testing rooms. I have some more equipment scattered around for certain projects or just overall help on making things. Feel free to look around for 5-7 minutes and ask any questions you may have.” Some kid, Peter wasn’t sure of their name, raised his hand. “Why do you have cars in here? Are they yours?” “Some of the cars are mine, courtesy of Mr. Stark, who claims no lab is complete without some collection of cars. I can’t even drive them, to your point, but I guess I will when I’m eighteen. Some of the cars are Mr. Harley Keener’s, who I occasionally share my lab with. He doesn't do Avengers related projects, but he does love to tinker here and there. ‘Specially on the cars. See that red one, yeah he bought it for 5k and fixed it up. It’s actually an electric car, he just likes the old timers look. Guess that’s on him and da-Mr. Stark.”

No one seemed to have any other question, so he allowed them to look around. MJ nor Ned seemed to be in this class. He guessed they were in another group that wasn’t coming up here, or they went to a different location.

The tour went smoothly, and Flash seemed too shocked to say anything. “Peter! Peter!” Bucky came in yelling. Peter ran over to him. “Please keep it down uncle Buck.” “Oh shit your class is here!” “Yes now please don’t embarrass me.” “Won’t do! Just wanted to ask where Loki went.” “Asgard official business,” I said with a frown. “Really? He didn’t say a thing!” “I know.” “That little shit.” Peter laughed alongside Bucky. “Did you need anything else?” “Yeah, my arm's a little fucked up. Need a hand.” “Happy to give it a look. Dad in a meeting?” “To all our shock, yes.” “Ha. Give me a sec to get my class outta here.” Bucky nodded. “Right everyone, thanks for visiting. Please head towards the exit. The lovely Aliah will take you to your next location. They are awesome!” A murmur of “thanks Peter” and “is that the winter soldier” spread through the room. “See ya round,” Aliah said to him personally, “And thanks for this.” “Anytime. Bye!” They smiled a warm smile before leading the class out.

“What’s not working so well?” Peter asked. “Just some tightness in the finger motion. “Alright, okay. Fri, get me an update of the schematics, please.” “Yes, sir.” They appeared on the holographic table Peter was working at. “Right, can I please get a current scan of Uncle Bucky’s arm?” “Yes. Shall I place them next to the schematics?” “Yep. And highlight all differences.” “Yes miniboss.” “You gotta stop with that Fri.” “Name unable to be changed under the authority of Tony Stank, Badass Boss, God of Mischief, and Fiance.” “Glad the whole team is against me living a good life,” Peter remarked with an eye roll. “You drama queen.” “Thanks,” Peter smiled. “You know what’s wrong yet?” Peter opened up the schematics, looking at the highlighted section of the 3d arm model. He didn’t speak for a moment. “So I reckon, you fucked up the wiring and section T4’s minigears. None of the important tech is messed up, it’ll be fine. Maybe a half an hour fix. Max.” “Good, good. Thanks kid,” Bucky said with an appreciative smile. He nodded, disconnecting the arm carefully. He placed it onto his table next to the holographic model. He gave a skeptical look. “Something bad?” “No, no, I was just thinking. Thinking, hmn.” “Care to share with the class?” Buck said with a sense of humor lingering in his voice. “Well, you’re not on mission all that often, and this is quite a bulky arm. Ever think about getting one that’s your skin colour, lighter weight, more, I don’t know, arm like. Less hydra murdery vibes. Help get rid of that, that time.” “I have…” “So can I make it?” Peter said excitedly. “You mean it?” “Of course Uncle Buck! No clue why dad hasn’t offered before!” “Guess he never thought of it. Maybe thought I liked the scary metal thing,” he suggested weakly. “Well that’s stupid,” Peter said casually. Bucky never understood how the kid could be so compassionate so easily. “Thanks. Really.” “No worries. I’ve been looking for a new project to throw myself into. It'll be fun. And as much as I hate to admit it, I need to work on my smaller scale mechanical work.” All Bucky could do was smile his beaming smile. “Bucky!” the voice of the Black Widow shouted. “Hey Nat,” Buck replied. “Wanna train?” she asked. “As much as I want to,” he said, pointing towards the area his arm would have been. “Oh, what happened this time?” “Nothing to major, some gears and wires,” Peter filled it, “Give me twenty minutes I’ll be done.” He’d already opened the arm and gotten to the section where the wires were screwed up. “DAN-E get me the soldering kit, please,” he asked the robot, “Oh and some new T6YU wires. Red and purple.” The robot gave a vaguely human nod. “Right, I'll be waiting. Test the adjustments out on me?” She suggested. “Alright,” Buck said. “Oh and I’m in charge of ordering food. What do you want?” “Burgers?” “You boring, bland little boy,” Nat scolded. “Thai?” Buck requested. They looked over to Peter, “Sure, yeah.” Nat headed out, greeting Tony with a “Hey Stank” on the stairs out of his lab. “Yours is so much smarter than mine, why is yours so much smarter than mine,” Tony fake (real) whined. “I’m the superior mechanic, father, deal with it.” DAN-E, almosting proving his point, dropped the materials on his desk, and he continued to work. “I’m donating DUM-E,” Tony glared at him, “What happened to the arm Buck?” “Stiff fingers isall.” “Oh, ok. Pete, need a hand?” “Nah, I’m good. Not much to do. Some wires got fucked up, just replacing them now. Going to look at the minigears in the palm too, just to make sure the oil regulation and gear’s aren't broken. I think one of the gears is, but it's one of them that's easy to replace,” Peter replied, not looking up from his work. “Right, sounds good. Your pops and I are going out for the night. Be back around 12 let’s say.” “Cool. Can I borrow some vibranium from your lab?” “Sure thing kiddo. Call us if you need anything. Fri, give Peter access to vault B3 in my lab.” “Thanks,” Peter smiled. “Anytime. Good luck with ya know.” “Shouldn’t he ask you what you're going to do with a substance that costs 10,000$ a gram?” “Something about trusting me.” “Parents trust their kids with going out later or or doing their homework not fucking multimillions of dollars.” “Uncle Bucky, my parents are Iron Man and Captain America. There was never a shot at normal.” “Fair enough.”

Peter finished up the adjustment on the arm by changing a gear. “Thanks a lot kid.” “Of course. I’m going to work on your new arm now.” “Alrighty, I’ll get out of your way.” “Oh could you ask Auntie Nat what time she’s ordering dinner for? So I know when to head up, just get Fri to tell me.” “Will do.” “Thanks.”

So Peter was left to making some blueprints and drinking many red bulls. The red bull mini-fridge was actually a gift from Shuri, and his fathers had many words with him about it. He managed to convince them that he should keep it, god knows how. Well, he used the whole Princess of Wakanda and making peace and Stark Industries relationship with Wakandan products and companies as well as international relations and blah blah. It worked, who cares.

After a few hours he was called up for dinner, and he sat there and enjoyed the absolute chaos of his family.

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