#i’ve gotta go to sleep now goodnight!!

[monkee-mobile]

me when vaguely psychedelic kids media from the late 60s/early 70s that feature musical elements…

[matrixwhore]

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[everand1r]

Yeah he’s my boyfriend, he just doesn’t know it yet

I do not know how to summarize this, it’s more crack than anything 💀

A/n: Reader is of a diva. And delusional. Chowder reference in Ace’s part lol

Warnings: I love using commas, reader has no gender or physical traits but is very feminine

Characters: Ace, Idia, Silver, Deuce, Jack, Sebek

Ace

Ace blankly stares ahead, ignoring you once again as you rant about how he just HAS to hold your hand.

He’s flattered really, such a pretty thing like you has taken such a liking to him, but you seem to be lost in your own little world sometimes.

“As my boyfriend it’s only natural-“ “we’re not dating,” pouting, you throw on your best puppy dog eyes.

Ace playfully rolled his eyes, “Oh cmon prefect that’s not gonna work on me.”

Hmph well that didn’t work

Alright then time for plan b

“Hold my hand, NOW!” You shout.

Startled, Ace shakily reaches his hand for yours, before you snatch it and squeeze.

“Gah! It burns!” He whines, gripping onto his arm. Ignoring his protest, you happily wave your interlocked hands, a satisfied smile adorning your face.

“Look everybody! We’re holding hands!” You shout, dragging Ace behind you in the courtyard as onlookers watch you with gazes of confusion and fear.

Idia

“Idiiiaaaaa~” you sang, banging on his door at an ungodly hour in the night. At first you wondered if coming at this time of the night was a good idea, but then you remembered Idia doesn’t really have a solid sleep schedule.

But it’s so quiet, is he ignoring you….? Nah you just gotta bang louder. Said man was currently hiding under his covers, silently begging for the gods to have mercy and hope someone will kick you out. Unfortunately for him, Ignihyde is scared of you.

Eventually he caves and opens his door, and your face practically lights up. “Idia! Oh finally I thought you were going to leave me out here!”

“…what do you want?”

You thrust an object in his hands, “here I need your help with this.” Idia glances down at his hands to see a broken glittery watch. Unimpressed, he glances back up to meet your eyes. “Seriously?” “One hundred percent!” You salute. “You couldn’t have waited till the morning?” “Well I thought about that…” You start, glancing off to the side as you play with your fingers,

“But I just missed you so much! Playing online with you is fun and all but I needed to see you again!”

Feeling his hair heat up, idia looks away. “W-Well you could’ve just asked, no need to bring an excuse,” he mumbled glancing at the watch. “Anyways come on in I’ll fix it for you”

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod you’re gonna hang out with Idia…. In his room! You’re practically foaming at the mouth as you walk in the room and sit down on his bed.

You couldn’t contain the giggles coming out of your mouth as Idia worriedly glances at you from the corner of his eye.

Sighing dreamily, you wonder how this night is going to go. You’re lost in thought, wondering how to get Idia into joining you on the bed before he shoves your newly fixed watch in your hands and throws you out. “Here’s your watch prefect, I’ve fixed it up for you. Goodnight.” He says before the closing the door on you.

Even hermits value their sleep.

You’re left standing there mouth agape before you slowly walk back to ramshackle, a new plan already brewing in your mind.

Mission failed, but don’t worry you’ll get him next time.

Silver

You tap your perfectly manicured nails on your chin as you sit in the courtyard, watching the man who has stolen your heart. Everything about him is perfect. His gorgeous eyes and hair, his smile, that chivalrous personality and those forearms! Ugh he’s perfect.

Groaning you bury your face in your knees. “How am I supposed to go talk to him!?!”

Malleus sits next you, amusedly watching your inner turmoil. “Why not go talk to him child of man? You have expressed your desire to do so to me mutiple times and yet you have not followed through, I am starting to think you’re chickening out as you humans like to say.”

Gasping, you snap your head up. “Chicken??? Oh hornton I am many things but I am no chicken!” You stand up and dust yourself off. “fine I’ll go talk to him.”

Malleus chuckles, “I see no reason to be nervous child of man, silver seems to have taken a liking to you as well.”

The cogs turn in your head as you process his words. Silver likes you? He likes you?! Well uhhh- I mean of course he does! Who doesn’t like you??

With your ego rising to dangerous levels you march over to silver conversing with a few birds near the well.

Clearing your throat to gain his attention, he looks up and gives you a pleasant smile.

“Hello there prefect, did you need something?”

“Yes actually I need you to go on a date with me.” You state matter of factly.

His eyes widen. “A date..?” Nodding you respond, “Yes, with me, at that new cafe in Sage island.”

Clearing his throat he responds “I-I would love to.” You watch as a faint blush dusts his face.

You had that affect on him! Your ego once again shoots through the roof.

“Great! I already made the reservations a while ago so let’s meet up on Friday at 7!”

“When did you do that-“ “Don’t be late!” You hastily interrupt, not wanting to answer that question. Rushing back to malleus you practically scream “He said yes! Ohmygosh malleus you have to help me pick out my outfit! I need something that’ll make him say Oh wow!” “Of course my dear, shall we go now?”

Going on a date with the most dreamy boy at NRC…Oh you hope this isn’t a dream!

Deuce

Vdc practice was more stressful today, with epel lashing out and storming off, deuce following after him.

It’s been awhile since they left. You hoped everything was ok with deuce. Oh and epel too.

Argh I should’ve given vil a piece of mind! Then deuce would’ve fallen for my fearless charm! Your hands slap onto your cheeks while your thoughts spiral.

As time goes on and deuce and epel return, you’re overjoyed! Although that joy doesn’t last long when you find out where they had gone.

“WHYY??” You shout, falling to the ground in despair.

He went on a date with epel? He went on a date with someone that wasn’t you?!

The poor boy was awkwardly watching you spiral right in front of him. He glances towards his group mates behind you for help. Only for them to turn around, seemingly finding the wall so interesting.

Damn

Deuce scratches behind his head, wondering how to console the sobbing mess on the floor (you). “We just uh went to the beach? Nothing happened, we just shouted at the waves..”

That seemed to do the trick

“Oh I knew it!” You spring up. “My plans for our first date aren’t ruined!” “First date? What do you mean by that!?” He sputters.

You ignore him, lost in thought about what date you should go on. Although a Blast cycle date is off the list!

Hmph epel is lucky nothing happened between those two, or he would’ve gone straight into your burn book.

Jack

Recently you’ve been daydreaming,

Daydreaming about jack carrying you in his arms specifically. You sigh once again as you realize he’s never once lifted you up in his arms. He has no reason to

But this shall remain a dream no longer! You were determined to make this a reality, and with you and him both going to Vargas camp, you had your chance.

The day before vargas camp, you relay your plan once again to grim. He does not care.

It’s for the tuna it’s for the tuna it’s for the tuna- grim probably

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Now here you two were, alone, in the woods looking for grim. You had roped that poor little beast into your plan, having him get “lost” while you asked jack to help you look for him.

You had to buy him premium tuna and do his homework for a week but it was so worth it. You think to yourself as you walk alongside jack

Seeing a tree stump ahead, you figured now was the time to put your plan into action.

“Ouch!” You hissed. Jack looked back, only to see you dramatically fall to ground with the worst acting he had ever seen in his life.

“Oooh my ankle, I think I broke it.” you whined.

“I don’t think you could break it by-“ “OOOH THE PAIN!” You interrupt. “I don’t think I can walk any further, I’ll need somebody to carry me.”

“I think you can-“

“Only a strong 6’3, wolf beast man will be able to help me out of this crisis!”

Jack playfully sighed, knowing you’d only continue to cry on the floor until you got what you wanted.

He walks over and lifts you up in his arms. “You’re lucky I like you prefect.” He states, glancing down at you.

Wait what you bluesceeen.

“What’s the matter prefect? You got what you wanted didn’t you?” He smirks.

Averting your gaze you mumble, “I-uh let’s just keep looking for grim.”

You weren’t expecting him to fluster you!

Sebek

All week you’ve been trying to get sebek to spend more time with you. From studying together, to accidentally bumping into him in the halls.

But you didn’t want to ask to spend more time together! You wanted him to come to you! Although nothing has worked so far… ugh how unfair. Who wouldn’t want to spend time with you!

Fine it seems you have to resort to EXTREME measures you internally groan, walking up to him after class.

“Sebek you aren’t busy after school today right? I was hoping you could teach me how to fight using a sword today,” you start, clasping your hands behind your back and rocking on your feet. You hoped you didn’t look too desperate

“Hmph, you’re lucky I don’t have any training today, I’ll meet you in Diasmonia later.”

Oh look how easy that was

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You’ve been practicing outside for quite a bit. Spending time with the knight is always a treat. Getting to stare at his sharp eyes as he focuses on honing his skills, his muscles bulging with each swing- Oh look you fell into the grass and ate shit

“Prefect!” He snapped. “Why ask me to practice sword fighting if you’re not going to pay attention!”

To be honest you didn’t really care for sword training, you could defend yourself just fine, but getting to spend time with Sebek was worth the blood sweat and tears…. Kind of

“Oh I just hate to get my face dirty!” You groan, pouting on the floor. With a heavy sigh, sebek reaches a hand out to you, “Well you’ll get even more dirty sitting on the floor.” with a fast beating heart and warm face you take his hands as he helps you up.

“Come on let’s get you cleaned up-“ He offers, looking back at you only to be met with you staring with a lovesick smile.

Whipping his head back, “Don’t look like that!” He yells. To anyone else he may look mad, but that flushed face tells you otherwise. Smiling, you skip up to him and carefully link your pinky with his. The knight glances at you as you bat your eyelashes at him. Sighing once again, he grabs your hand as you both walk towards Ramshackle. A lovely shade of red coating his cheeks.

Hope you guys had as much fun reading as I did writing this lol

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[penkura]

Late Night Talks

Note: Decided to write this after this week's OP episode, hope all my Law fans are doing okay. :') It'll be fine, I'm sure. This is just some cute late night talking for Law and Reader, not connected to where you belong but is connected to the OP Men as Dads series, I suppose.

“You should sleep.”

Law is only a little bit startled when you speak, laying your arm across his chest while he lays back in your bed with a book in his hand, lamp and reading glasses still on despite the time. He hadn’t even realized it was almost 2am already, only checking the clock now and feeling slightly guilty.

“Did the light wake you?”

“No,” eyes still closed you shake your head, giving a small sigh when Law brings you closer with his free hand, “A few small kicks to my ribs did it. What are you reading tonight?”

“The fourteenth volume of Sora.”

“Gotta keep ahead of Rosi?”

“Hmm,” Law hums a bit and flips a page, not fully paying attention to the book, he’ll have to start this chapter again tomorrow, “Not really, but he likes to talk about it when I pick him up from school. I’m just refreshing myself on it.”

“Oh, please, like you don’t already know what happens.”

“Hey its been a while since I’ve read it. I need to make sure it’s still age appropriate too.”

“Well, thank you for that,” Laughing softly, you pat his chest which makes Law chuckle a bit in return, “He’s so smart though, especially for an eight year old. I’m sure he understands it all anyway.”

“He gets it from you.”

“Nope. Gets his looks and smarts from his father.”

“[Y/N]—”

“At least Cora has my eyes. Speaking of, your daughter would like a trip to the park later today.”

“Oh would she now?” Law raises an eyebrow at the ‘your daughter’ part, wondering what she did this time.

“Mm-hm, specifically asked for her daddy to take her too.”

“Asked?”

“Asked, had a tantrum, whatever you want to call it.”

Law just sighs and shakes his head, not that surprised hearing your nearly three year old had a tantrum earlier that day. Of course it’s common for toddlers, but normally you have nothing to report with Cora when Law gets home and she’s happy to be held and tucked into bed later in the evening. Her tantrums and fits are rate, but seem to happen more lately, he wonders if it’s due to his being at work until late or your pregnancy, but tonight is the first time it’s been mentioned in a while. Maybe he needs to try and talk to her alone.

“We should all go then. Take a walk as a family.”

“Mm…”

“[Y/N]-ya?”

It doesn’t surprise Law to see you’ve fallen back asleep just as quickly as you’d woken up, but he gets it, you’re more tired lately being so close to the end of your third pregnancy, to finally meeting your baby again. He’s as quiet as possible while he closes his book, setting it and his glasses to the side before he adjusts to having you in his arms as he lays down fully beside you. Law whispers a goodnight to you, placing a soft kiss to your forehead with one hand on your stomach to feel the little kicks that had woken you up in the first place before he soon falls asleep himself.

Even though morning is going to come soon, he’s grateful for the late night talks you two still have, even after all these years and now about to be three children. He’ll never get tired of them.

[turcott3]

come home

adam fantilli x fem! reader

warnings?: angst, light cursing, fluff on fluff, kissing, crying, did i mention fluff

masterlist

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“hello?” you hear your boyfriend groan through the phone.

“oh, i just realized what time it was. did i wake you?” you ask biting your lip, fighting back your threatening tears.

“yeah.”

“i’m sorry.”

“no no it’s okay baby, is everything okay?” he asks sweetly, in sleepy tone.

“not really,,, just miss you.” you say, letting a tear slip.

“i know, i miss you too.” he replies.

“come home, please adam.” you say softly, voice cracking lightly.

“my flight is in the morning, i promise ill be at your doorstep as soon as i can okay?”

“okay.” you pause, leading to a few long moments of silence.

“baby i can’t sleep.” you finally admit.

“do you want me to stay on the phone with you?” he asks and you quickly reply with a yes.

“just go to sleep my love, i promise i’ll be home soon.” he says lowly, as soothingly as he can.

“okay goodnight adam.”

“g’night. i love you.”

“i love you too.” you reply, heart warming at finally hearing the sound of his voice. you hadn’t called him his entire trip, trying to give him his alone time with his family uninterrupted. even though he said you could call every evening. after a while of tossing and turning, just knowing adam was a word away was enough to send you off into slumber, before you know it, waking up to see adam still on the line.

“hello?” you grumble opening your eyes.

“morning y/n, our flight takes off soon, im glad you woke up because i was gonna have to hang up and i didn’t want you to wake up and i wasn’t there.”

“it’s okay babe, you could’ve hung up.” you say, eyes welling up.

“i just wanted to make sure you were okay.” he replies.

“i know.” you smile to yourself.

“okay i gotta turn my phone off, ill text you when we land.”

“okay, be safe adam.”

“always.” he replies before hanging up the line, texting you a simple red heart on imessage.

truth be told you just wanted adam home because you were struggling, just barely getting by. not making enough money, struggling in your summer class, and not being able to afford gas and groceries. you were overwhelmed. you hated that your parents were paying majority of your rent. you couldn’t believe this is what it’s come to. your roommates have no issue making money but when it came to you, you didn’t have a clue. you just wanted adam there so that all of those problems could disappear for a few hours. burying your stress temporarily so you could love on the one guy that has ever made you feel like you mattered.

you practically watched the hours tick by waiting for the text saying he’d landed. you knew tomorrow morning, or maybe tonight he’d be on the front step of your apartment and that held a little peace in your heart.

“i’ve entered this problem three different ways, what the fuck do you mean it’s not right still?” you yell angrily at your computer as you worked on your summer math class. every few minutes you flipped over your phone, waiting for “adam🤍” to be displayed on your lockscreen.

“fine you win.” you groan, slamming your laptop shut, a tear slipping from your eye. ever since you moved in, you felt insignificant. you weren’t a wimp, so you didn’t understand how people were still able to disrespect you. it almost felt purposeful, yet you didn’t know what you did to deserve it. tears pricked your eyes before streaming down your cheeks at a quick pace. you flipped your phone over and you finally saw the notification you had been waiting, a sigh of relief washing over your stressed body. you felt at ease for a moment knowing adam was a short drive away.

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“hello.” you said quietly through the phone, sniffling your tears away.

“i’m on my way home, do you want me to come over tonight or tomorrow?”

“now. please.” you reply as your lip quivered.

“is everything okay hun? i’m worried about you.” he asks.

“no, but i don’t wanna talk about it over the phone.” you respond.

“i’ll be there as soon as i can, i promise.” he replies confidently.

“okay.” you sigh lightly.

“an hour tops.” he adds.

“i’ll see you soon adam.”

“very soon my love,” he replies, hanging up the phone. you sat on your couch staring into space an anxious and crying mess, waiting for his familiar knocks on your front door. you’d eventually stopped crying, the light taps coming just less than an hour after he promised.

“he-“ he starts and is cut off by you latching onto him.

“hi y/n.” he finishes, wrapping his arms snuggly around you, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. soon enough your cries returned, this time tears of relief mixed with your overwhelming sea of emotions.

“what’s wrong baby? what’s going on in that little mind of yours?” he asks gently, pulling away, keeping his hands on your waist.

“it’s everything. not our relationship of course but literally everything else.” you preface.

“okay,” he replies, urging you to continue.

“adam, i am struggling right now. with everything. i can barely afford to pay a portion of my rent because i don’t get paid enough and i don’t work enough hours. my parents are all but paying the entire thing. i can’t afford to get gas and groceries, i have to pick one or the other and even still the budget is so slim. my math class is kicking my ass. everything is just so stressful. and when you were gone i was all alone and didn’t know what to do.” you sob to him before he pulled you in for another hug.

“how long has this been going on angel? how long have you been letting your struggles build up?” he asks.

“at least a month.” you reply.

“why didn’t you tell me?” he coos, pulling away from you slightly.

“i didn’t wanna burden you. i didn’t think it would end up digging me a hole like this. i feel so stuck. i can’t even raise any kind of savings.”

“baby, nothing you could ever do would burden me. i’m here to help you, i’m here to catch you if you fall, i’m here to love you. i love you so much. i don’t ever wanna see you this torn up over anything.” he says softly, taking your face into his hands sweetly.

“i know, im sorry.”

“no don’t apologize, you’re struggling. i’m always here for you my love, i’ll take care of everything okay?” he says, looking deeper into your eyes than ever before.

“what do you mean?” you reply.

“the rent, the gas, the groceries. everything y/n. i’ll take care of it, i’ll take care of you. i’ll do whatever it takes to help you get on your feet. i don’t wanna see my girl struggling.” he finishes, running a gentle thumb over your cheek bone.

“i promise ill make it up to you.” you reply.

“no, you don’t need to do that. i’m doing this because i want to and because i love you, okay? it will make me feel better knowing that you’re completely taken care of and comfortable.”

“i love you.” you smile, adam kissing away the last few tears on your cheeks before finally pressing his lips to yours. the feeling of warmth spreading through your whole body. you missed his kisses and the way they made you feel like floating, butterflies flying through your stomach.

“since you’re paying can you at least….. move in with me?” you ask hesitantly after pulling away.

“if that’s what you want.” he replies.

“more than anything.” you smile back.

“there’s that gorgeous smile. god, i missed you so much.” he states, picking you up. your legs wrapped around him quickly, a giggle exiting your mouth.

“you can never leave again.” you stated as he sat down on the edge of your bed, your hips plopping in his lap.

“you’re coming with me next time baby, i wanna show you italy. i wanna show you the whole world if i can.”

“sounds like a dream.” you reply as he kisses you sweetly, bringing you the comfort you’d been longing for, for over a month.

you knew your struggles were long from over, but you knew you were protected and that he would never let you sink.

he truly loved you and that is one thing you would never change. never in a million years.

[theloveinc]

bakugo x reader - you have a fussy baby

(warnings: ooc, you have a baby and are called mama. no mention of pregnancy. written in bed)

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There’s a part of Bakugo that always gets a little bit nervous when you call. A growing fear, one that’s not always the most reasonable, as he’s long since learned to stop guessing what it is he’ll have to answer to.

Usually, his worry is assuaged immediately by the chirp of your sweet voice, more often than not calling to ask about groceries, or the timing of his arrival home, or even just to say, “hey, sweetie. How are you?”

But as of late, with the stress of multiple new realities on his hands, the playing catchup of his returning back to work, it’s been—

“Katsuki,” your voice trembles on the receiver, the fuss of your hands practically audible too, “thank god. I’m so sorry, but—“

You whimper, there’s a wail, and his gut clenches, veins turning cold as ice with adrenaline like any and every other time he prepares, quicker than you know, to catch a villain.

“Fuck, babe?” his voice is raspy with the crack of worry, his eyes flitting about as if the crime is in front of him, the offender just across the line of the dark, moon-lit horizon. “Are you okay? Are you safe—“

You interrupt.

“I just can’t get him to sleep. I-I’ve tried everything,” there’s a hiccup from somewhere close by, the baby on your shoulder most likely, “but he’s not going down. I don’t know what to do anymore. He’s clean, he’s changed, he ate almost everything I had—“

“Hey,” he says sternly, dad-like, in a way you’ve almost never heard from him, and you halt. Bakugo looks around the empty streets he’s walking, the evening sky of a warm spring having now receded into chill. “I’ll be there quick, okay?”

And just as soon, he calls Kirishima to let him know he’s deviating from the patrol route.

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Your son relaxes in his arms almost as soon as you set him down. Still in uniform, a sheen of sweat and dirt coating his body, he must smell like something comforting to the little babe as he stops crying just as fast, smacking his little lips into the sweaty shirt he now lays on.

You part from them, letting Bakugo take charge, the anxious tears stopped but still streaked down your cheeks, illuminated where you finally allow yourself to sit on the handsome blue armchair by the crib.

“Fussy shit,” Bakugo complains quietly, tearing one little snort of a giggle out of you as you gaze upon the two of them and wipe your nose, and at the same time, he gazes down at the baby with your eyes. “Wanted to make your mama cry, huh?”

“I’m sorry,” you say, sinking down into soft plush, “I’m so sorry I panicked, made you come all this way for nothing.”

“Stop apologizing, baby. ‘S not nothing,” he replies. “You needed help, and that’s what I’m here for. I’m”—he almost says fuckin’ Dynamight, pausing to look at you when he changes his mind—“dad. I’m dad.”

You smile weakly, and he approaches, dipping down on one knee to let you give your finally sleeping baby one last goodnight kiss, your fingers gently curling his blonde bangs away from his forehead.

“Just needed your daddy, I guess. Right, little boy?”

Bakugo can’t help but smirk, pulling back carefully to gently put the baby in his crib. He whines as he goes down, stretching his little limbs out now that the swaddle has been discarded… and though he notices the way your fingers tighten into themselves in worry as you watch, he settles back into sleep almost immediately, barely a pause in between to confirm it.

In the new silence, you finally whisper. “You gotta go back? To work?”

“I’ll get Denki over here in an hour,” Bakugo nods, also whispering; the sound that comes out unfamiliarly quiet, but not all that unpleasant as he steps and turns back to you, one hand reaching out to smooth down the hairs on your neck. “He’ll let you rest. You got it til then, or should I wait with you?”

You wave him off, still seeming tired but already calm enough to turn on the night light and pick up the book you started way back when, maybe even before becoming a mom. “I’ll be okay.”

“Don’t be afraid to ask for help again though, mama,” he leans down to give you your goodnight kiss before he finally has to go, reminding you of all the trust he has for you, too. “We’re all here to help.”

[headkiss]

could I request joel and shy!reader, the first time that they share a bed/spend the night together? she learns that even though he is a grumpy old fart he is also a huge cuddler? I love your writing for joel!!

grumpy old fart made me giggle! here u go lovely!!! | 0.8k fluff

It feels like you’ve been walking for days, the heel of your beat-up shoes rubbing uncomfortably against your skin, your backpack feeling heavier and heavier on your shoulders.

Somehow, Joel looks unfazed. Of course, he’s got dirt all over and you’re sure he is tired, but he doesn’t look it. He’d probably keep walking until he physically couldn't anymore.

You don’t complain, because everyone’s tired and sore, and the last thing you’d want to do is cause trouble or annoyance.

Still, when you spot a motel in the distance, the relief washes over you.

There’s only one room left in the place that’s sleepable now, the rest of them blocked off or broken down from debris and years of being empty. Well, it’s technically two rooms; a door in between to conjoin them, and Ellie quickly claims one of them as her own for the night.

She shuts the conjoining door behind her, probably to have the privacy to clean up as much as possible with whatever’s in her bag.

You and Joel stand in silence for a bit, the one bed in the room sticking out a little too obviously.

“I can take the floor,” you offer.

“No, you take the bed.”

Joel’s stubborn, and cold, and often grumpy, but it doesn’t stop you from liking him. He’s risking his life to save the girl in the next room, and no matter how aloof he acts, the way he looks out for you says enough.

He’s a good man, even if he doesn’t believe it himself.

“What about your back?” You know it’s been bothering him, “you need it more than I do.”

“We’ll just share, alright?”

Joel suggests it before he really thinks it through, because he might have a hard time sleeping next to you. It’s to no fault of your own, really, he just doesn’t know how much longer he can keep you at arm’s length when he has this stupid fucking urge to hold you and protect you with all he has.

He’s not sure how someone like you wound up with someone like him, but he wouldn’t dream of complaining.

“Oh, yeah. Sure,” you say.

You like Joel more than you should and the thought of sleeping next to him has your nerves flaring. You’ve never slept next to him before, even when the body heat would’ve been helpful.

You’re quiet throughout dinner (a can of long expired Chef Boyardee split between three), busy thinking, trying to get your shit together because you shouldn’t be nervous. It’s just a bed. It’s Joel.

Happy with her meal, Ellie goes back to her room to read one of the new comic books you’d found a bit ago, leaving with a, “goodnight, dudes.”

Then, it’s just you and Joel again.

He cleans up the food as you pull back the blankets on the bed to assess the sheets. You decide on grabbing your sleeping bags and unzipping them to use as blankets instead.

“The ones on the bed are pretty gross,” you say when Joel peeks over at you, like you needed to explain yourself.

Joel knows you well by now, knows your tells and quirks, and he can see that you’re nervous, off, hands smoothing out the sleeping bags shakily.

“I can take the floor if you’re uncomfortable,” he says, walking over to you.

“No!” You answer quickly, “it’s not that. I’ve just- um, never shared a bed with anyone before.”

“You don’t have to do anything different. Just gotta sleep, okay?”

Right, just sleep, this isn’t special. You’ve gotta get a grip.

“Yeah, okay.”

“If you’d rather we can put the pillows in the middle.”

There he goes again, caring for you in small, simple ways that speak volumes.

“No, that’s alright.”

“Best get some sleep, then.”

You nod, and Joel walks around to the other side of the bed. You both climb in, laying on your backs for a bit. You can't seem to sleep, and he seems to notice.

“You good?”

“Huh?” You turn your head to look at him, cheek against the pillow, “yeah, fine.”

Joel lays on his side to face you, a distance clearly left between your bodies, “try to sleep, will you? You need it.”

“So do you.”

You’re on your side now, too, head level with his.

“I know.”

Your hand lays by your face on your pillow, and Joel’s hand inches towards it, his pinkie brushing against yours. You reach yours back, and then, your fingers are locked.

“Goodnight, Joel.”

“Night.”

You don’t know it but he falls asleep long after you, and by the time you wake, you’ve migrated, shifted positions. There’s a heavy weight over your waist, and only when you peek under the blanket do you realize that it’s Joel’s arm.

Then, you realize your head isn’t on the pillow anymore, but on his chest, the steady thump of his heart beneath your ear.

Rather than shift and wake him, you close your eyes and get a couple more hours of sleep, smiling at the discovery that Joel Miller is a cuddler.

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Six

warnings: none? :)

even after rewriting this a few times i don't really like this chapter and i'm not too sure why... but its getting spicy in the next few parts so…

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Once the two of you were in Vin’s room he sent a text to Bryan briefly explaining the situation, and letting him know that you were safe with him. He gave you a spare sweater to sleep in, and he turned around as you got changed to give you some privacy. 

“I’ve never heard of this band before.” You say as you look in the mirror at yourself wearing his dead grandma sweater. 

“Oh, uh,” his face flushed red, he was embarrassed to tell you the truth but he hoped you would forget by the time you were sober, “it’s actually not a band… it’s the name of my WoW guild.” 

“Your what now?” 

“It’s a game, world of warcraft-”

“Oh! Sorry I don’t speak nerd.” You said with a smirk as you got into his bed, “This is so cool though.” 

“Thanks,” he said, getting undressed and leaving him in just his boxers. “I texted Bryan by the way to let you know you’re here with me tonight, I said Noah wasn’t picking up so you couldn't get into your room.”

“Shit I forgot about that! Thank you.” You said as he lied down next you, you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at him so you quickly rolled to your side, facing away from him. “We should get some sleep, you’ve gotta be up in 4 hours.”

“Shit, that’s true…” He says as he puts his phone down and you hear the light switch off. “Sweet dreams.”

“Goodnight Vinny.” You whispered before letting your eyes close.

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You woke up suddenly to the sound of someone knocking banging on the door. 

“Vin! Wake up everyone’s waiting for you!” You heard someone shout. 

You rolled over and squinted at the brightness as you checked the time on your phone. 7:25?

“Vinny!” You gently shook him, taking in how soft his skin felt beneath your fingertips- Stop it y/n. “There’s someone here for you.” 

He groaned, rolling on to his back as he rubbed his eyes.

“What's the time?” 

“It’s 7:25, you-”

“Shit!” He flew out of bed, beginning to get dressed when the door knocked again. 

“This is why I told you it was a bad idea to go out la-” Vin opened the door, and you saw Rick stood on the other side, his camera in his arm with a coffee in his hand. “Finally, I- What’s y/n doing in your room? What the hell Vin! This better not be what it looks like-” 

“No! She stayed here because she was locked out of her room! Look, I’ll be 5 minutes, okay? I’ll meet you guys by the bus.” 

Ricky gave you a look, before looking back at Vinny. 

“5 minutes, no later or you’ll have Chris to deal with.” 

Vinny shut the door on him, turning back to you and shaking his head as he searched the room for where he’d left his shirt.

“I'm so sorry about that.” He said as he continued getting dressed. 

“It’s okay.” You smiled, getting out of bed, “I better go and see if Noah’s awake yet to let me in.”

“Y’know, if you’re our photographer for the first couple days here, you should really come with us this morning. We’re doing an interview and I’m sure Chris would love to have some behind the s-”

“Vinny, I’d love to but I slept in last night's makeup and I’m about to walk back to my room in last night's clothes so I don’t think I’m ready to get to work just yet.”

"Well, you're lucky Rick didn't hear you say that."

Vinny turned around and dug through his suitcase for a moment before pulling out an old slipknot shirt, throwing it over to you. 

“To replace the top I ruined last night. I’m still so sorry about that-”

“Don’t be!” You chuckled, “It’s honestly fine, Vin. But thank you. I’ll quickly get changed and then let myself out, it seems you have an interview to get to.” You smiled, to which he nodded, grabbing his phone and water bottle before heading to the door.

“I’ll see you later, before the show.” He said with a smile and a little wave before leaving. 

As you got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, you couldn’t help but look at Vin’s belongings scattered across the room, laughing to yourself. You could've guessed he was a messy person, the complete opposite of Noah.

After getting dressed you left his room, heading towards yours and Noah's. You knocked on the door and quietly tried to call out to Noah, expecting him to still be asleep, but to your surprise was awake. As he opened the door he immediately began questioning you.

“What the hell? Where have you been? I woke up and you weren’t there and then I saw you tried to call me- Is that Vinny’s shirt?” Noah’s face suddenly turned pretty pale and you walked past him, into the room. 

“We got back pretty late last night and I forgot the key and I didn’t want to wake you up. I tried calling you to wake you up but in the end Vin let me stay in his room, he texted Bryan to let him know so I just assumed he would’ve told you. Oh, and I’m wearing his shirt because he spilt my drink on mine last night.”

“Why couldn’t you have stayed with Bryan?” Noah questions, shutting the door and crossing his arms as he waits for your answer. 

“Bry went back early with Folio and Ryan. Me and Vinny wanted to stay a bit longer,” you sighed, “Sorry, I guess.”

“No, it’s okay, don’t apologise… I didn’t know if you’d met Vinny before, that’s all. I wouldn’t want you being uncomfortable, staying with a stranger-”

“Noah. I’m an adult, I wouldn’t purposely put myself in a situation I’m not comfortable in. We met last night, but I trusted him and look, I’m fine, nothing happened!”

“I know, I just... I care about you, y/n." He said before quickly changing the subject, "Anyway, we’ve got a boring morning, I have some phone calls to make, then we’re going out for lunch. We’ve got to get back to the venue at 1 for sound check. How are you feeling about our first proper day on tour?” He smiled.

“Good,” you nodded, “I can’t wait to finally start, but before I do anything I need to take a shower.”

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You sat on the venue floor as Nicholas and Jolly tuned their guitars, Folio was having his drums put together and Noah was stressing with Matt over how the sound was coming out. Bryan was running up and down from the stage to the floor, demonstrating which angles you could take pictures from, and how to do it without getting in anyone's way.

You already got a few pictures of the guys setting up, and some of them on their way to the venue, but Noah reminded you that you were Motionless' photographer for the first few days so to focus more on them- but personally you thought he was only saying this because he didn't want his picture being taken.

"Hey y/n!" Rick gave you a smile as he passed you, he had clearly gone to get coffee, "All the guys are in the green room right now, I'd really appreciate it if you got some unflattering pictures of the guys so I have something to post on their birthdays."

"Okay, sure." You chuckled, getting up and waving to the Nicks and Jolly as you followed Ricky backstage.

"So... How are you feeling?" He asked, taking a sip from his cup.

"Great! I thought I'd be nervous but I think I'm too excited to even worry about anything."

"That's always a great attitude to have," he smiled, "Sorry about this morning by the way, assuming you and Vin..."

"It's okay," you said, focusing your eyes on the ground as you walked, "I can imagine what it looked like."

"He explained everything to me, it sounded like you guys had fun last night. Kind of made me wish I came too."

As you guys walked into the green room, you were greeted by Justin and Ryan. Justin was sat with his feet up on the table clearly taking a nap, whilst Ryan was playing a game on his phone.

“Hey, get one of me and Justin!” Ricky said, leaning onto Justin’s shoulder and holding up a peace sign as Justin snored, his mouth half open with his hat covering his eyes. You bring your camera up, smirking as you take a couple pictures.  

“You guys look beautiful.” You say, setting your camera back down in front of you, and Justin's phone starts to ring, startling him as he wakes up.

“Just wait 'til you see us in our makeup,” Vinny says, walking in with a sprite in his hand, before turning to Justin. "Is that Shae? Tell her I said hi."

“Hey baby!” Justin grins, answering the facetime call, flipping Vinny off. 

“Is that his wife?” You ask, and Ricky nods his head. 

“So what camera have you got there?” Rick asks, and you hand it over to him, telling him all about it as he inspects it.

“I thought you didn’t 'speak nerd'?” Vinny smirks, watching how your face lit up as you told Rick about how this was the camera you’d always wanted, and what made it so different from the others you've previously had. Ricky furrowed his eyebrows as he looked between the two of you, and Vin just laughed when you didn’t have a comeback and sat beside his friend. 

“I can’t wait to get out there tonight,” Vinny said, leaning back in his seat, his legs spreading slightly, causing your stomach to feel fuzzy, why were you suddenly feeling like this? “It’s been so long.”

“Don’t mess up this time though.” Ricky says, a slight smile on his lips as he’s still inspecting your camera. 

“Oh yeah? Well don’t fall through the stage this time.” Vinny sasses back, and Rick went silent, handing your camera back to you. 

“Look who’s here!” Chris grins as he walks a beautiful, heavily tattooed woman in to the room, and as you turn around you can’t help but notice how gorgeous she is! Then you realised who she was, she was Angela. You followed her on instagram when you found out she was the guys makeup artist, and you couldn’t believe how talented she was.

“Hey!” She smiles, wheeling something in behind her. “Oh you must be y/n! I’ve been dying to meet you!” She drops everything and runs to give you a hug. 

“Hi! You’re Angela, right?” 

“Yes! I make these guys look pretty to go out there and do their thing!” She says as she begins to tie her black hair up in a messy bun.

“Hey, Ang!” The guys all greeted her as she sat down beside you. 

“I’m kinda late, I was hoping to get here about an hour ago but I should get you guys all done in time. How long until you’re on?”

“About 3 hours,” says Justin as he ends the call, “we’ve got plenty of time!”

“So who’s going first?” She says, getting everything set up on the table in front of her. 

Ryan went first, then Ricky, then Chris and finally Vinny as Justin did his own stage makeup. Vinny insisted on putting his body paint on first, and you couldn’t believe what it all looked like in real life. 

You couldn’t help but giggle as Angela tied his hair back in a little ponytail, and he spotted you in the corner of his eye and flipped you off. 

“Please can I take a picture of this?” You asked, and whilst everyone else encouraged you, Vin was against it. 

“I’d love that!” Angela gasped, “Could you take some for me? I’d love some more for my socials.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Vinny warned.

“Hey, I think your hair looks cute, I love your little ponytail.” You laughed, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes as you pointed the camera at him.

Once Angela had finished, you took pictures of all the guys’ makeup, and one full body shot of Chris, showing off the outfit he’d chosen for this tour. 

“How are we feeling guys?!” Folio cheered as the Bad Omens guys all entered the room.

“Great, man! I can’t wait to go and fuck it up out there.” Vin says, fixing his hair as Ang takes the hairband out. 

“You guys look amazing!” Nicholas says, looking rather stunned. 

“You ready?” Noah’s voice startles you, feeling his hands on your shoulders as he stands behind you. 

“I sure am.” You grin, tilting your head back to look up at him. “I’m still a little nervous though, I wasn't earlier but now it's actually real. I'm gonna be out there!”

“You’ll be great, y/n. Don’t forget it’s only the first night, and you’re here to learn anyway.”

“I know, I’ve already taken a few pictures this afternoon, and I got some of the guys in their makeup for Angela. So even if I don’t get any good ones out there I’ve got these.”

“That’s great!” He smiles, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. 

“Guys we’re on in a minute!” Chris announces, and everyone starts to get up. 

You can’t describe the atmosphere in this moment, everyone was so hyped and ready to get out there and put on the best show they could. You got a couple pictures from behind of the guys beginning to walk on stage, and then you watched them all take their places as the intro to meltdown played.

You couldn’t just choose one of the guys to watch, it was almost breath taking as they all did their thing and the crowd went crazy for it. However, you kept finding your eyes being drawn to Vinny. If you hadn’t found him attractive before, you definitely have now. He was so into the songs he played, you could tell he really loved what he did, and just watching him was breath taking.

You managed to get some pictures, you took a few of Justin and Ryan from the side, one of Ricky from behind, one of Chris from below and a couple of Vinny from various angles. 

You were doing everything Bryan had told you about earlier, but you were still quite nervous to get in the way, or to be seen too visibly on stage which definitely held you back. But when it got to a certain bit in slaughterhouse, you had to get some close ups of Justin and Vinny, who looked too good on stage. You caught yourself biting your lip a couple times as you watched him, looking away and focusing your attention on one of the other guys instead, and snapping a picture or two or twelve.

But as soon as it all began, it was over. They played their last song, one you haven’t heard before, but you fell in love with it. As you heard Chris thank the crowd, and tell them 'we are Motionless in White, and we are eternally yours' you felt goosebumps run up your arms. You took a few pictures of the crowd from the barricade, before getting back on the stage and taking some of Chris.

You’d noticed that for half of the show, you’d been too caught up in watching each of the guys that you only took a handful of pictures of them each.

You got off stage and headed backstage before the guys as they stayed to give out guitar picks and setlists to the crowd, maybe also a drumstick or two. However, as you went back into the green room you were met with a hyped up Bad Omens but an anxious Noah. 

“Is everything okay?” You asked, setting your camera down on the table and took out your ear plugs, watching as he bounced his leg up and down from his place on the couch.

“No,” he laughed, “We were having issues in soundcheck and I’m just worried it’s gonna fuck everything up tonight.” 

“Well Motionless sounded great-”

“Well of course you’d say that.”

“What do you mean?” You furrowed your eyebrows. 

“For one you're on stage with them, which will sound totally different to the crows, and you’re not listening out for any mistakes, anything that doesn’t sound the way it should.”

“Well-”

“Guys you’re on in 5!” One of the guys who worked at the venue called, to which Noah nodded his head. 

“Give it your best, okay? They fucking love you and they’re happy to just be here. Everything will be okay.” You tell Noah with a smile, watching as the Nick’s and Jolly begin to walk out, followed by Bryan.

Once everyone had gone, Noah kissed your cheek before walking out the door and slipping on his ski mask. 

“Awh! I didn’t know you guys were dating!” Angela beams, leaning forwards in her seat, making you jump out of your skin, “God, I’d do anything for a guy like Noah Sebastian-”

“We aren’t dating, actually...” You tell her, feeling yourself blush as you talk about it after he had just kissed you. “Look, I know we've only just met but right now I really need some advice, as a girl-”

“Honey, I’m all ears. What’s up?”

“Well, ever since I've met him I think I've kind of had feelings for Noah, but then last night I met-”

“Oh my pinky is fucked!” Vinny groaned, walking in with the guys, his makeup and body paint had worn off on stage and his hair looked messier than usual. “Y/n look!” 

“Ew! No!” You turned away as he laughed, he then attempted to show Angela who had a similar reaction. 

“What were you guys talking about? Looked pretty serious.” Ricky asks, running his fingers through his sweat drenched hair, he was also really pretty…

“Nothing to do with you.” Angela grinned, and he shrugged, walking off. “C’mon, I need to pee, the guys can’t follow us there.”

You followed her out, walking to the bathroom. Once you finally got there, you checked your hair in the mirror, realising it’s a mess after running around on stage, so you take it out of the ponytail and begin to redo it.

“Sorry about that,” Ang says, locking herself in a stall, “What were you saying, who did you meet? Tell me everything!”

You sighed before answering. 

“This is between us, right? You won’t go and tell the guys anything?” 

“Of course not!” 

“Well, it’s Vinny...” 

“Girl, I could’ve guessed that.” She laughed, coming to wash her hands. “Let me guess, he’s all flirty with you, makes you laugh and teases you, all that?”

“I know that’s just him but… I dunno, I never really feel like I’ve clicked with anyone the way I have with him, it doesn't feel like I only met him last night.”

“How long have you known Noah?” Angela asks, leaning against the counter

“Quite a while, but I haven't seen him in 3 years…”

“And you’re asking me for advice… Are you asking me who to choose or..?”

“I don’t really know, because you saw earlier when Noah kissed me on the cheek, the other day he called me ‘sweetheart’ and 'angel', but he can have such an attitude with me sometimes and we even had an argument yesterday. I just feel like he might not feel the same way. Vin just seems so much more chilled, things just feel more natural, I dunno. I really want to get to know him better first because he probably doesn’t even see me like that.” 

“Well,” she smiled, “If you and Noah aren’t actually together then what’s stopping you? I should maybe also mention that you’re Vin’s type, if that helps.” 

“Really?”

“I’ve known him quite a while now and you certainly fit his criteria,” she smirks, “I’d love to see him happy again.”

“Thanks, Ang.” You smiled, “But... I don’t know, what should I do?” 

“It’s pretty difficult whilst you’re touring because nobody ever gets five minutes alone, but try and maybe spend the afternoon with him on an off day. Vin’s a sweetheart, but you might spend a day with him and find him insufferable.” She laughed, “But don’t worry, I won't say a word of this to any of them.” 

“Thank you,” you say, “So are you with us for the entire tour?”

“Most days,” she says, leading you out of the bathroom and back to the green room, “I’m here all week but then I have to get back to New York for an event, but then I’ll join you again.” 

“I can’t wait,” you smiled, “I didn’t have time to tell you earlier but I think you’re so fucking cool. I see your cosplays and makeup looks all the time on instagram, you’re so talented it's crazy!” 

“Thank you! I need to check your account out, what's your name?” She asked, immediately opening instagram. 

“There you guys are!” Chris waved you over to join them as the two of you came back to the green room, “Where were you?” 

“We had to pee.” Angela said, sitting down on the couch, leaving a space in between her and Vin. 

"We thought you got lost, we were going to send Rick out to find you." Vinny laughed, and for some reason all of a sudden you felt shy around him.

You sat down when Angela patted the spot she strategically left for you next to Vin, and as you sat down, he carefully placed a hand on your knee, causing you to freeze.

“Get any hot pictures of me?” He smirked, and you noticed Ricky’s eyes on you both. 

“Maybe…” 

“Can I see?” 

“No, they need editing first! I’ll get that done tonight if I don’t fall asleep too quickly. But I can’t promise anything, I’m so tired.”

"Go back to the bus and have a nap," he smiled, "We won't be here too much longer."

“But it’s cold on the bus.” You complained, and he agreed.

You felt Vinny snake an arm around you, and pull you close so you rested your head on his shoulder. You caught Angela smirking at you from the corner of your eye, it would’ve gone noticed by the guys too if they weren’t watching a video Justin was showing them of a girl playing timebomb on the guitar, which seemed pretty impressive. 

You let yourself shut your eyes, and before you knew it, you were asleep. 

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Prompt: you woke me up screaming from a nightmare, and I’m tired, so let’s cuddle so the nightmares don’t come anymore

Pairing: Dougley at the flak house

This one isn't crazy long, but it is on the longer side so it's going under a read more

A scream cuts through the room jerking James awake, Ev was screaming, why was Ev screaming? The wires in his brain connect, bad dream. He hops out of his bed and sprints across the room to where Ev lay.

“Ev, Ev, honey you gotta wake up, come on, it’s just a dream,” he gently shook Ev’s arm.

Ev jerked awake, “Doug?”

“Yeah, it’s me, just me.”

“You’re okay.”

“Yeah,” his forehead furrowed, “of course I am.” Realization crossed his face, “You were dreaming about Bremen weren’t you.”

Ev looked away embarrassed, but James just tightened the grip he still had on Ev’s forearm just a little.

“I keep dreaming about it too. That hit we took straight through the nose, the look on Croz’s face after. I bet I looked the same, but I’ve never seen him look like that. Just… Petrified and shocked in equal measure. I dream about our landing, because you were a fucking God that day, but…” he shook his head, “We coulda died a hundred ways. And it’s only because of you and some crazy luck that we didn’t. You don’t gotta be embarrassed.”

Ev shifted so he was sitting up, “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget that mission if I live to be a hundred. When we took that hit, I swear my heart stopped. Until I heard you and Croz on the comms again, until I knew you were alive, my heart stopped dead and I couldn’t think. I don’t even know how long it took you two to report back, or how many times I asked for you to respond. Just that Jack called my name a couple times, so it must have been a few,” Ev looks like he’s a thousand miles away, back in their plane, soaring through that horrific sky all over again.

“Budge over,” James decrees.

“What?”

“I wasn’t sleeping,” a small lie, but for the best, “you’re not sleeping well, it makes sense. Just budge over. We’ll share the bed and that way if you start dreaming again, or I do, then we can wake each other up faster.”

“Jamie, I don’t…”

“Ev,” James’ voice has taken on a no nonsense tone that it rarely had outside of the hand-offs of their plane, “do it for me. Please, I, I don’t really think I can sleep alone.”

He’d never been able to deny one of his boys anything, they were his, and that meant it was his job to take care of them in the sky and on the ground. He moved to accommodate Jamie.

James briefly settles his head on Ev’s shoulder before sliding under the covers, “Thanks.”

Ev hums in affirmation, strangely frozen in place.

“Come on Ev, just lay back down.”

It was easier to move once he’d been told to, he supposed the military training had to come in handy eventually.

Dougie’s arm crossed over Ev’s chest and his breath hitched in response.

He wanted to say something, he felt like he was supposed to. Friends didn’t do this. It wasn’t normal.

“Ev, just let yourself stop thinking for a minute,” James had settled in and closed his eyes, “I can hear your brain sputtering like an engine on fire and you’re never gonna get some sleep like that. Just get comfortable.”

“How do you just, how is it so easy for you?”

Dougie opened his eyes, “Ev, I’ve trusted you with my life since the first time I climbed into a plane with you. Sharing a bed is nothing. Now go the hell to sleep. And hope neither of us dreams about that goddamned mission again. I’d take dreaming about Croz getting airsick if it meant a break from that.”

Ev snorted a laugh, and James smiled. His plan had worked, Ev had relaxed.

“Goodnight James.”

“Night Ev.”

[lalasworld2x]

Sleeping in Bed Together - Reader x Shredder

�� Shredder showers before bed every night, allowing you to join him if you would like to.

• He places his armour on an armour stand in the corner of the room.

• On hot nights, he just wears shorts to bed. On cold nights, he’ll wear full pajamas.

• The bedroom light would be off a while before either of you actually got into bed. He’s used to walking around in the dark and you’re used to the layout of the room, so neither of you have an issue accessing anything in the darkness.

• You’ll lay in bed together, your head on his chest and your nails grazing over his collarbone soothingly. His hand will brush up and down your back gently.

• You’ll kiss each other goodnight and wait for slumber to take hold.

• When he’s feeling very cuddly, he’ll roll onto his side and fully hug you, or spoon you depending on how cuddly you’re feeling.

• If he’s in a deep sleep, his large build may end up crushing you for a bit but hey, gotta love muscle man titties, right?

• If you have a pet, he’ll only let it sleep on your side or at the foot of the bed. You’re the only thing that’s allowed to take up his sleeping space, nobody else!

• Some nights he’ll chatter in his sleep, usually due to a nightmare. Whenever you mention it to him, he’ll completely dismiss the whole idea of it.

• He snores a little loudly but you’ve gotten used to it over time. At this point you feel sad when you don’t hear his snoring at night.

• If you’ve been crying or had an anxiety/panic attack before bed, or you wake up crying, he’ll rest on one elbow and rub his finger tips along your thighs and arms soothingly. He’ll give you little kisses of reassurance every now and again.

• If he’s gone to bed upset or angry, he likes it when you do the same for him, maybe just hold back on the kisses lol (he might bite).

• Whatever noises you make in your sleep don’t bother him at all, just hope you don’t accidentally kick him lmao.

• If you have tics before going to sleep, he’ll ask what’s on your mind (worried you might be feeling anxious or too active to sleep). He’s not one for late night conversations but if it helps tire you out, he’ll do it. If you tic in your sleep, that doesn’t bother him too much either.

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I don’t think I’ve ever actually done an imagine before? At least not of an already existing character. It certainly helps when you’re fixated on that character at the moment lmao

Hope you liked it🤙🤙

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now that you're mine ( nick folio x nicholas ruffilo )

pairing: nicholas ruffilio x nick folio cw: none. new boyfriends, first kisses, much fluff. word count: 575 author's note: last day of work this week, one of two more bits of softness (the other one will be up in a few hours!) for you before i disappear for the weekend for kinktober stuff. title comes from "slide away" by oasis. i hope that you've all enjoyed these little bits of seratonin i've been giving myself all week. divider by @saradika-graphics ✨

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It’s nearly two am when they have to call it a night and find a motel. Matt pulls the van into the first parking lot with the neon ‘vacancy’ sign lit up, and goes inside to get keys. Nicholas is half asleep in the very back, Folio’s head tucked up under his chin. It takes him a few minutes to wake him and get the doors open, letting in the cold night air. Noah and Jolly get out to check the trailer, and when Matt comes back, he’s got three keys.

“They’ve only got three singles. Double up.” He says tiredly, passing one to Jolly and one to Folio, and keeping one for himself.

Nicholas usually rooms with Noah, but things have changed. He lets Folio pull him along to the room they’ll be sharing after they all grab their bags and lock up the van, and head inside. The room isn’t much warmer than it is outside, and Nicholas immediately goes to turn up the heat.

“Do you want the first shower?” he asks.

“Yeah, thanks.”

The room warms up enough by the time he returns, and the bathroom is even warmer when Nicholas goes in. He stands there for a few minutes beneath the spray, just letting the heat of the water sink into him. Once he’s dressed in warm clothes, he shuffles back out into the main room. Folio’s already got the lights off, just the glow of his phone screen illuminating his face. When he sees Nicholas, he flips back the blankets for him to get into the bed beside him.

Sleeping in the same bed, that isn’t new for them. The feelings attached now, that’s new. They’d gone out on a few dates, but so far that was all they’d managed. Nicholas isn’t disappointed, he likes the pace they’re going with right now, even if he wants more. He pulls the blankets up around his shoulders and Folio sets aside his phone, plunging the room into darkness. Reaching over, he pushes Nicholas’ damp hair behind his ear, tapping his thumb against the edge of his ear in a teasing manner.

He leans in and kisses him, and Nicholas melts into the bed. Folio kisses him, over and over, before finally pulling back to drag his thumb over his bottom lip. “This okay?”

Nicholas can’t find the single word he needs, so he just nods. Smiling wide enough that his dimples show, Folio cradles his head in his hands and kisses him again, longer this time. Beneath the blankets, Nicholas grasps the front of Folio’s shirt in his hands, letting him take the lead here. It doesn’t appear that he’s in any kind of rush through, and Nicholas likes that. He pulls the blankets up even further, until they’re nearly buried between them.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you forever.” Folio admits softly in the dark.

Nicholas sighs and presses his forehead against his. “You can’t say shit like that to me and expect me to have a normal reaction.”

“I didn’t say it for a normal reaction, Nicky,” Nicholas can practically hear the smirk in his voice, but he’s too tired to do anything about it. “But we’ve gotta be up in like six hours—”

“God, don’t remind me!”

“So you and I will discuss this more at length, once we’re home?”

Nicholas tilts his head back and kisses him, one more time just to say goodnight. “Count on it.”

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It's Complicated.

Warnings: Angst. Joel denying his fatherly bond, basically. Female reader.

Summary: Getting to Tommy’s was the easy part. Making sure you all left Tommy’s in one piece? That’s where it got tricky...

A/n: This is based on episode 6 🥲

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Joel had been acting strange ever since you all arrived at the commune; barely acknowledging you or Ellie, staring off into the distance for long periods of time, never really talking- which he didn’t do much of before, but this was different.

Even now, you were both sitting around the fire together with a random group of people, your head resting against Joel’s shoulder as you listened to a man who was sitting opposite you tell a story about the first time he saw an infected, and Joel was just sitting there, starring at the fire. It’s like he was physically here, but mentally? You had no idea where he was. 

You’ve tried all throughout the day to talk to him, asking him if he was alright, and every time he would either simply nod or say he was fine. It bothered you so much that you knew something was wrong and there was nothing you could do about it. 

You tried to reassure yourself that maybe he was just tired. After all, it had been one hell of a trip and he wanted to leave again tomorrow. Plus, you were all in dire need of a good night’s rest anyways. One where you and Joel didn’t have to take turns being on lookout throughout the night. 

You slipped your hand into Joel’s, gently squeezing it twice to pull him from his thoughts.

He let out a quiet grunt in response, his eyes slowly pulling away from the fire to look at you, a deep frown weighing heavily from his features. You knew that look well; the one he made when he made a tough decision.

“Wanna go to bed? We’ve gotta be up early in the morning. I’m sure Ellie’s already out like a light.” As if to prove your point, a long yawn forced itself out as you let out a soft laugh. 

“Yeah, but I’ve gotta see Tommy real quick. Forgot somethin’. Meet you up there?”

“Sure thing.” You leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips, before standing up to say your goodnights and then making your way back to the small house you were all temporarily staying in. Once you were a good few feet away, you glanced over your shoulder, taking note that Joel wasn’t there anymore. "That was quick." You mumbled to yourself.

Once you made it back to the house, you made sure to be as quiet as possible in case Ellie actually was sleeping. You hung up your coat and slipped off your shoes, sighing in relief when your feet could finally breathe. You headed upstairs and down the hall, gently knocking on Ellie’s door before slowly pushing it open. “Hey kiddo. Are you up?” 

Ellie lowered her book with a sigh. “Yeah, come on in.”

Once given the okay, you fully stepped into the room, immediately noticing the lack of Ellie Themed decorations. “Ya know, when we come back we’re gonna have to spruce this place up a bit. Really make it your own.” You sat on the edge of her bed, reaching over to pick up the comic book she had been reading earlier and gently tossing it onto her nightstand. “How come you’re not asleep? I figured you’d be knocked out by now.”

Ellie shrugged, setting down her book and leaning back against the wall of her window seat, her arms crossing over her chest. Something was off with Ellie too. You felt completely oblivious; like you were missing something that was so obvious.

You slowly nodded, “Well, you’d better enjoy sleeping in an actual bed while you still can. Were gonna be right back to camping tomorrow night.” You smiled as Ellie let out a loud groan, dropping her face in her hands.

Ellie turned to sit on the edge of the seat, focusing on picking at a hangnail. Something she did when she was nervous, you noticed. “It’s gonna be fine, right? Like, they’re gonna be able to make the vaccine? I would hate to come all this way just for this to mean nothing.” She said as she tapped her forearm. 

You knew that that wasn’t all that was bothering her, but it was definitely apart of it.

“Even if they can’t, which I’m sure they will,” You added when she frowned. “It still means you are the luckiest person on the planet.” Your eyes widened in false shock, a soft gasp slipping from your lips. “Maybe you’re meant to be a god.” Quickly rolling off of her bed and scrambling onto one knee, you bowed to her. “Your Majesty.” You said, grinning at the giggles that erupted out of her. 

“You’re stupid.” Ellie said, tossing a small, decorative pillow at you.

“I know what you are but what am I?” You tossed yourself back onto her bed, making the entire mattress bounce with your landing.

“I’ll do you one better,” Ellie leaned over and dug around her bag that was laying on the floor next to her, holding her joke book high in the air once she finally found it. “Okay.” She cleared her throat as she flipped through the pages, looking for a specific one. “Why is it bad to eat a clock?” She asked with a grin.

You narrowed your eyes at her. “Why?”

She struggled to hold back a giggle as she answered. “Because it’s very time consuming.”

You let out a loud groan, your hands rubbing over your face. “Now that’s stupid!”

“Are you kidding me? That’s like, the best one in here!” Suddenly, Ellie’s laughs faded when she looked at the doorway.  

You raised your eyebrow, turning your head to look at the doorway too. Joel stood in the middle, his hand gripping the doorknob. “Baby, can you please give Ellie and I a minute?” His voice was tight, eyebrows slightly furrowed together. 

“Yeah, sure. I was gonna grab another shower before bed anyways.” You stood up and cracked your back, groaning at the muffled pops. You gave Ellie a quick hug, wishing her goodnight before sliding by Joel, pressing your hand against his shoulder for a moment before making your way back to your room. 

You made sure to stay quiet as you tidied up the room; folding putting clothes back into Joel’s bag that he haphazardly tossed onto the bed after his shower earlier. You couldn’t make out any words yet, just muffled speech, until Ellie yelled out: “Everybody, except for fucking you!”

Your heart skipped a beat, some buried down maternal instincts sounding the alarm in your nervous system. You hated to do it, but you crept back down the hallway, quietly standing a few feet away so that you could eavesdrop.

“So don’t tell me I would be safer with somebody else, because the truth is I would just be more scared!” There was a long pause after that, both you and Ellie desperately waiting for Joel’s response.

“You’re right.“ He said, his breath quick and uneven. “You’re not my daughter. And I sure as hell ain’t your dad.” 

Your hand flew to cover your mouth before a gasp could escape. How could he be so cruel after everything they’d been through together? Sure, she's not his daughter, but you knew it felt like she was; though neither of them wanted to admit it.

“Now, come dawn, we’re goin’ our separate ways.” He spat out before storming out of the room, slamming the door behind him. He paused when he saw you, his eyes a mix between pain and sorrow. He said nothing as he passed by you, heading into the bedroom to cool off.

You considered checking on Ellie, but you knew she would probably want some space to cool off aswell. Instead, you followed Joel into the bedroom, gently shutting the door behind you. “What was that about?” You said as you gently sat down on the edge of the bed, his back facing you.

Joel didn’t respond, his uneven breath was the only sound in the room. The tension was so thick you could cut a knife through it. The kind of tension that made you feel like if you even breathed wrong all hell would break loose. 

“What did you mean Joel? Why aren’t you coming with us?”

“You’re stayin’ too.” 

“Like hell I am.” You said before you could stop yourself, watching as he immediately tensed.

“Yes. You are.” Joel said with an unrecognizably bitter tone. He had never spoken to you like this. 

Your eyebrows shot up, your arms crossing over your chest. “Like. Hell. I. Am.” You shot back, sounding out each syllable slowly. You didn't want to argue with him, knowing that he was already clearly pissed off, but when it came to Ellie? Somebody had to stick up for her.

Joel sat up, staring at you with pure rage, his eyes piercing your own. “Tommy’s takin’ her in the morning. You wanna go and keep risking your life? Fine. Go ahead. See if I care.” 

Admittedly, his is words felt like you were being stabbed in the chest. You had been together for ten years and he wouldn’t care if you died? You knew he was just angry and that he didn’t really mean it, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.

“Fine. I will. Because I care about her and I refuse to let her do this by herself.” You stormed out of the room, deciding to spend the night in the guest bedroom instead. 

~

Though you were exhausted, it took a while for you to fall asleep. You couldn’t stop replaying the night in your head over and over again, all of it making sense now. 

Joel disappearing with Tommy for over an hour, the strange mood he and Ellie were in all night, why you hadn’t seen Tommy since dinner. Joel had told you before that he felt like he was failing Ellie like he had Sarah, but you didn’t think it was enough for him to completely abandon her when she needed him most.

The following morning you woke up to a quiet knock on your door, soon followed by Ellie shuffling in once she heard your quiet groan. “Are you staying with him?” Was all she said, staring at you with a blank expression on her face. 

You rubbed your eyes as you sat up, suppressing a yawn as you shook your head. “You can’t get rid of me that easily girl.”

Ellie slowly nodded, picking at that hangnail again. “Thank fucking god. I didn't wanna do this shit by myself.” She laughed, but you could tell she was still hurt that Joel wasn't coming.

“Of course. I couldn’t let you do it alone.” 

Ellie glanced around the room, a confused look spread across her features. “Wait. Where’s Joel?”

You stood up with a sigh, knowing you’d have to face him if you wanted your bag. “I let him have our room. We had a bit of a disagreement too.”

“I know, but he’s not in there. I checked that room first. When I didn’t see anyone in there I decided to check down here.”

You tilted your head to the side, “Are you sure?” you asked as you gently pushed past her, hurrying up the stairs. Sure enough, Joel was nowhere to be seen. Only a pile of messed up blankets sat on the bed in his place. 

You didn’t see her come in, but you heard her standing in the doorway. “Like I said, he’s not here.”

He knew you were leaving and didn’t even bother to say goodbye? Was that really how angry he was? 

You picked up your bag and tossed it on the bed, digging around for the warmest outfit you could find. “He probably went to a bar or something last night. I’m sure he’s fine.” You said with a sigh, pulling out one of Joel’s sweaters from your bag. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

Ellie didn’t say anything; just gently closed the door behind her before going back to her room to wait.

~

You, Ellie, and Tommy walked to the stables in complete silence. You didn’t ask about Joel because frankly, you didn’t want to know. You were still upset about all of the things he said the night before, and now you were disappointed because he wasn’t even going to say goodbye to either of you.

“The hell are ya doin’.” Tommy said, pulling you from your thoughts.

Joel was standing in a stall with one of the horses, just about done buckling up a saddle when you all showed up. “I changed my mind.” Was all he said, not really looking at you or Ellie yet. You noticed a second horse already saddled up and ready in the stall beside him.

Tommy gave him a simple nod. “I see you’ve got it from here. You know you’re welcome back anytime right?” 

“Thank you.” Joel said as he pulled him into a quick hug. “I’ll take you up on that hopefully sooner than later.”

Tommy nodded again, wishing Ellie good luck before he made his way back home.

Joel and Ellie didn’t say anything to each other as he helped her onto the horse, making sure she was secure before turning back to you. “Look-”

“We’re good.” You said, leaning up to give him a quick peck on his cheek. “I’m just glad you’re here.” You slipped your foot into the stirrup and easily lifted yourself onto the saddle of the second horse. 

Joel did the same, sitting in the space in front of Ellie. “Ready?” He asked, gripping the reins with both hands, a small, content smile pulling at his lips. 

You nodded, giving your horse a gentle pat on his head before patting his side, asking him to start moving.

It was tough, but somehow you all managed to comeback stronger. Because though Joel didn’t like to admit it, you were a family. And you all loved each other.

[strayheartless]

Things heard in the land of departure pt.2:

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Roxas: Oh sorry, I can’t take part today. Why? Well because according to Master Terra, aiming Thundaga at Riku with extreme prejudice is “bullying” and I “have to stop”.

Sora: Remember that time that my mom took us to- OH MY GODS MY MOM!!!!

Kairi: Behind all this pink awaits a vile temperament that I fully intend to beat your ass with.

Lea: I really wish people would stop assuming that I protect Kairi. That girls packing federal charges on three separate worlds. I protect everyone else FROM Kairi.

Roxas: Ven and I are not the same. For starters, I do not think footie pyjamas are “neat”.

Ven: *running past Sora* If Riku asks it was Roxas, he’ll believe that!

Riku: How’s my day going? Horribly, that’s how!

Sora: “sleep is for the weak!” No, sleep is for the desperate, which I am! Goodnight! *pulls blanket over his head*

Riku: It baffles me that Terra trusts me to hit people with a deadly weapon, and yet he still doesn’t trust that I won’t approach the liquor cabinet with the same level of maturity. *Explosion sounds behind him. Xion and Sora screech.* Never mind, I’m starting to get it now…

Sora: sometimes when you travel with Donald and Goofy you just gotta smile first, then have the brake down later.

Roxas: are you okay?

Sora: *voice brakes* I’m great!

Aqua: okay kids, we are going to play a game. It’s called “give master Aqua some peace for five minutes” now fuck off.

Ven: *dragging Lea into the infirmary* would you believe me if I told you he looked this fucked up when I found him?

Terra: Ah, a nice easy day. No training, no emergencies. Just me my book and… *sighs* the deadly wall of unlit fireworks that are sitting directly near my chair. *snaps book closed*

Ven: *sadly* I do not have the mouska-tools for this situation.

Isa: Another day, another chance to get wailed on by five year olds. I’m so glad I agreed to do this!

Terra: I do not have a favourite student *behind him Sora, Roxas and Xion are struggling in the grips of a hydra, while Ven and Riku sit off to the side munching on ice cream.*

Kairi: make direct I contact with me one more time, I dare you!

Aqua: maybe if I lay here like I’m dead they’ll leave me alone.

Ven: Hi Aqua.

Aqua: fuck

Terra: if you’re looking for Riku, he’s gone to throw himself off the clock tower.

Xion: can someone pass me an ice pack? I think I’ve bruised my own ego.

Aqua: *spray Kairi in the face with a plant mister* bad student! No murder on the furniture!

[fanartandfanfiction]

The Saga of Meatball the snake, chapter 3

Ominis was half asleep when he heard his phone vibrate. He clumsily felt for it on the nightstand. Ominis had a special enchantment on his phone that allowed him to read text messages, and he was able to read books in a similar manner. He could also hold his wand to the phone to reply. 

 Melody 11:52 PM: Hey Ominis, it’s Melody. I know it’s late but you wanted me to let you know when I got back soooo

Ominis 11:53 PM: You’re just now getting back? 

Melody 11:53 PM: Yeeeeeah. There were a few more poachers than I was expecting 

Ominis 11:53 PM: Are you alright? 

Melody 11:54 PM: I am now. Got banged up quite a bit. Sharp helped me and gave me a lecture. 

Ominis 11:54 PM: I’m glad you were able to get help. Thanks for letting me know that you returned safely. 

Melody 11:54 PM: Right, it’s late, I’m probably keeping you up 😬 Sorry!

Ominis 11:55 PM: It’s alright, I was awake anyway. Sebastian’s snoring is comparable to a chainsaw. 

Melody 11:55 PM: Eh, hit him with a pillow, he probably deserves it 😊

Ominis 11:55 PM: I’m highly considering it. 

Melody 11:55 PM: So what did you do this evening? 

Ominis 11:56 PM: I’m afraid nothing quite as exciting as what you did. Just studied. I have a history of magic test coming up and that’s my worst subject. Mostly because I fall asleep. 

Melody 11:56 PM: Yes, I know, I sit right behind you 😝

Ominis 11:56 PM: Wait, are you serious? 

Melody 11:56 PM: Yeah, once Garreth and I spent the whole class seeing who could get more paper clips into the hood of your robe 🤣

Ominis 11:57 PM: That was you?!?

Melody 11:57 PM: Yeah. I won btw 😁

Ominis 11:57 PM: I didn’t find them until I took my robe off in the evening and they all fell out. 

Melody 11:58 PM: Don’t take it personally, we do it to Prewett in muggle studies. But that’s just because we like to piss him off

Ominis 11:58 PM: So you’re friends with Garreth? 

Melody 11:58 PM: Yeah, he’s my best friend, aside from Poppy. So I suppose he’d be my best Gryffindor friend? 

Ominis 11:59 PM: So is Sebastian your best Slytherin friend, then?

Melody 11:59 PM: For the moment, but he doesn’t have a cool snake, soooo 😝

Ominis 11:59 PM: You’ll be happy to know Meatball has talked about you constantly. He’s asked a dozen times if you’re coming to see him. 

Melody 12:00 AM: Guess I’ll have to come by more often 😉

Ominis 12:00 AM: I’ve told him repeatedly that your name is Melody, but he still refers to you as “the pretty human”

Melody 12:00 AM: Aaaaaw, sounds like Meatball is a little flirt!

Ominis 12:01 AM: I’m glad you brought him to me. It’s nice having a companion, though he wants to come to class with me. I told him no. 

Melody 12:01 AM: I would TOTALLY take him to class with me. That’s like, instant cool points. 

Ominis 12:01 AM: He’d be a distraction, constantly chattering away. Now I’m going to have another distraction, knowing you’re sitting behind me 

Ominis 12:01 AM: Because of the paperclips, I mean. 

Melody 12:02 AM: It’s not always paperclips. Sometimes it’s just little balls of paper

Ominis 12:02 AM: I’m going to start shaking my hood before I leave. 

Melody 12:02 AM: You’re adorable when you fall asleep, btw. I got up to sharpen my pencil and you had a little smile on your face. It was like, the only time I’d seen you smile. Mostly because whenever I was around you, you just glared at me 😝

Ominis 12:03 AM: I apologize again for acting coldly towards you. 

Melody 12:03 AM: It’s fine, seriously. I’ve gotta get some sleep, otherwise I’m gonna drop my phone on my face. Goodnight!

Ominis 12:03 AM: Goodnight Melody.

Ominis put his phone down with a smile. It was nice chatting with someone besides Sebastian. Sebastian’s snoring went up a decibel and Ominis hurled a pillow at him with surprising accuracy.

He heard the solid thump sound and “HEY!” As Sebastian got hit. 

“For god’s sake, would you turn the other way?! You’re going to suck the wallpaper off with your snoring!” 

“Sorry, crab-ass.” Sebastian rolled over and almost immediately began snoring again. Ominis sighed and buried his head under the covers, attempting to muffle the sound. It worked, and he finally drifted off to sleep. 

Ominis was already in his seat in history of magic when he heard Melody enter with Garreth. 

“Prewett’s asked me for the hundredth time for your phone number. You’ll be happy to know I didn’t give it to him.”

“Ugh. He can’t take a hint.” Melody grumbled as she sat down. 

“He’s not a BAD guy, just give him a chance.” 

“Nope.” 

“Why? Got your sights set on someone else?” 

Ominis’ ears perked up. “Maybe.” Melody answered coyly.

“Is it me?” Garreth asked. 

Melody sighed and sarcastically responded “yes, Garreth, it’s you. I’d like to throw you down on this desk right now and have my way with you.”

“I mean, it’s not the WORST idea, just maybe after class is over? OW!” Ominis heard a solid thump as Melody punched Garreth in the arm. 

“Morning, sleepyhead!” Melody tossed a paperclip at the back of his head. 

“Good morning.” He smiled. 

“I thought we usually waited until he was asleep to do that?” 

“Oh, I told him. It’s more fun if it’s a challenge.” 

“So Ominis, Melody said you have a snake?” Garreth asked. Ominis turned around to face them. 

“Yes, we rescued him. Did she tell you the delightful name she picked out?”

“No, what is it?”

“Meatball!” Melody said proudly.

“I love it.” 

“Hey Ominis, are you free tonight?” 

“I am, why?”

“I thought maybe we could hang out, do something fun.” Melody said.

“I think you’re just using me to get to Meatball.” Ominis smirked. 

“Damn, you saw right through me.” 

“I don’t have any plans, I’ll probably just be in my room studying.”

“Ok! I’ll come by later.”

“Hang on, are you saying all he had to do to get you in his bedroom was let you play with his snake? Wait, that sounded wrong.”

Professor Binns floated to the front of the classroom and asked them to pull out their textbooks. He began reading aloud in his dull, monotone voice, and Ominis was asleep in no time. He woke up when he felt a paperclip bounce off the back of his head. Binns was still droning on about a wizard rebellion, so Ominis pulled out his phone. 

Ominis 8:35 AM: I felt that.

Melody 8:35 AM: I aimed too high. The score is 10-8, I have the lead.

Ominis 8:35 AM: Are you telling me you’ve already thrown 18 paperclips into my hood?

Melody 8:36 AM: 19 now, I just scored another point 😀

“Alright class, let’s go view the portraits and statues in the hall. I want you to choose one and write a report on it.”

Ominis raised his hand. “Yes, Mr. Gaunt?”

“I’m unable to see the portraits, sir.”

“Very well, choose a partner to work with. Come along now.”

They all got up and Melody put a hand on his shoulder. “You were trying to get out of doing the report, weren’t you?”

Ominis smiled. “Perhaps. Now I need to find a partner who doesn’t mind being stuck with the blind boy.”

“Oh hush, I’ll be your partner. Come on, let’s go pick a weird one.” She looped her arm through his and they followed the trickle of students into the hallway. 

“I say we go for a statue, I’d rather not have to listen to one of the portraits tell me how great they were.” Melody said as they strolled along. 

“Agreed. Some of them are very pretentious.”

Melody described the various statues in the hall and asked Ominis his opinion. They ended up selecting a skull belonging to Grimbald Weft, a notable tailor. 

“I don’t think I’d be cool with my skull being displayed after I’m dead.” Melody said, examining it in the glass case. “What did they do with the rest of him?”

“Perhaps the skull was all they were able to recover.” Ominis replied.

“If they’re gonna display my bones, they’d better use the whole skeleton and put me in a fun pose or something.” 

“I think I’d just prefer to be buried.”

“Then I suppose you shouldn’t do anything to become famous! Because apparently, your bones go on display.”

They chatted for the rest of the class and Melody told him she’d come by later so they could work on their report. He heard Garreth speaking to her and she laughed, though he couldn’t hear what was said. He felt a hint of jealousy, which was ridiculous, he barely knew her. But still…

“Melody is coming by this evening.” Ominis said to Sebastian and Meatball.

“You two are really hitting it off!” Sebastian said with a grin.

“We’re partners on a report.”

“Sure, sure. Though the rumor through the grapevine is that she won’t be on the market much longer.”

“First of all, she’s a person, not a slab of meat on the market. And second, I don’t care.”

“I heard Prewett’s really trying to win her over.”

“She said this morning it was never going to happen.”

“I suppose we’ll see.” There was a knock on their door. “Come in!”

“Hey guys.” Melody said as she entered. “There’s my little Meatball!”

“There’s my favorite human!” 

“Excuse me?”

“What?” Melody asked. 

“He just referred to you as his favorite human.”

“Favorite GIRL human.” 

“Right, he’s trying to backpedal now.”

“And Meatball’s my favorite little snake!” She scooped him up out the terrarium and snuggled him, loudly kissing the top of his head. Meatball’s tongue flicked happily.

“Melody, while you’re giving it away over there, how about some love for your favorite Slytherin?” Sebastian asked, wiggling his eyebrows. 

“Terribly sorry, didn’t mean to make you feel left out. Hewwo my wittle Sebastian!” She spoke in a baby voice and pinched his cheek. 

“Are we still going to Hogsmeade this weekend or has Prewett swept you off your feet yet?”

“How did you hear about that?” Melody asked as she sat beside Ominis and crossed her legs, their knees touching.

“The good ol’ Hogwarts rumor mill. So are you going out with him?”

“I don’t know. He’s awfully persistent. I suppose he really likes me.”

“You can do much better than Prewett.” Sebastian said.

“Oh yeah?” She asked playfully. 

“Um, hello! I’m sitting right in front of you. Your knight in shining armor awaits!”

“Please, you’re my dumbass in tin foil.”

Ominis laughed out loud and Sebastian glared. “Woooow. Hurtful. I see whose side you’re on, Ominis!” 

“You are correct.” He replied with a smile.

“Well, I’m going to go take my wounded heart elsewhere while you two work on your report. I heard Lenora Everleigh is single now. Did you put in a good word for me?”

“I put in A word.” Melody replied. “Stop poaching my friends, can’t you go find a Slytherin girl?”

“I could, but I have a weakness for Hufflepuff women.” Sebastian winked and Melody rolled her eyes. “Alright, later guys.” 

After Sebastian left, Melody nudged Ominis’ shoulder. “I warned her in advance so she could hide.”

Ominis chuckled. “He’s not a bad guy.”

“No, he’s not, but I know he likes to see how many notches he can get on his headboard and I’d prefer my friends not to be among them.” 

“That’s understandable. Ready to start on our report?”

“I suppose. How long does it have to be?”

“At least three pages.”

“Oh COME ON!” She groaned. 

They worked for an hour before Melody dramatically collapsed beside him. “I’m dead, Ominis. I’ve died of boredom.”

“Terrible, you were so young.” He smirked. 

“Come on, let’s take a break and do literally anything else.” 

“What do you want to do?”

“What do you like to do for fun?” 

“I’m afraid I’m quite boring. I enjoy reading, going for a stroll, listening to music…”

“That’s not boring!” Melody said. 

“There’s also a game I used to play with Sebastian and Anne. It’s kind of silly, but fun.”

“Let’s do it! What is it?” 

“We’ll have to go somewhere quiet and spacious. I know a place.” 

“Let’s go!” Melody grinned. 

“Go on, Meatball, back to your home.”

“Aaaaaaaw.” 

“Sorry, it’s no place for a snake, you could get lost.”

“Where exactly are we going?” Melody asked.

“You’ll see.” Ominis said with a sly grin.

“Welcome to the undercroft! It’s a secret place, only Anne, Sebastian, and myself know about it. And now you.” 

“Woah! No one else knows this is here?”

“No, it was a secret passed on to me from my family. I spend a lot of time here, it’s nice and quiet.”

“And kind of creepy. You guys never thought to put any lights or furniture in here?”

“I guess not, we used to just sit on blankets or something.” 

“So what’s this game?”

“It doesn’t have a specific name. But you’ll get an understanding of how I live. You’ll put this blindfold over your eyes and attempt to locate me using your other senses.” 

“Sounds easy enough!” 

“We’ll see about that.” He pulled a blindfold out from his pocket. “May I?”

“Sure.” Melody walked over to him and turned around, and he slid the blindfold over her eyes and tied it on.

“This is wonderful if you suffer from migraines. Blocks out all the light.” 

“I get dreadful migraines. Wow, I really can’t see anything!” 

“And the game begins.” Ominis said, further away than she expected. 

“How are you so quiet?!”

“I can be very stealthy.” He said, suddenly behind her. She turned to grab him and he was gone. “Come on, are you even trying?”

“Ok, this is more difficult than I anticipated!” 

“Use your other senses.” Ominis said, tapping her shoulder. 

“Ugh!” Melody closed her eyes under the blindfold. If she stopped straining to see, she could focus on her other senses. She faintly smelled his cologne and stepped in that direction. She heard a quiet rustle of fabric and turned around. She froze and listened for the slightest sound. When she got a much stronger whiff of his cologne, she turned around and lunged at him.

He was closer than she’d anticipated and she slammed into him, knocking him backwards. She thought they were going to fall, but she felt Ominis’ strong grasp on her and they stayed upright.

“You’re not very graceful, are you?” He asked with a smirk. 

“Smart ass!” She laughed. Her hands were resting on his chest and his hands still rested on her waist. She tipped her head upwards and felt for his face. “I never realized how much taller than me you are!”

“Is that why you’re squeezing my nose?” He asked in a slightly muffled voice.

“Yep. How tall are you?”

“6 feet.” 

“Ugh.”

He patted the top of her head. “Look at you, so short. What are you, 5’3?”

“5’4, thank you very much!” She brought her hands down from his face and felt his shoulders.

“What are you doing?” He asked with a small smile.

“Trying to see like you do. Of course I know what you look like, but I’m trying to see if I can figure it out.” 

He stood still as she patted his shoulders and arms. Her hands went back up to his face. “Yep, I can tell. Same cocky smile. I don’t have to see you to know you’re smirking at me, you’re an excellent smirker, you know that?” 

“Is that a word, smirker?” His grin widened. 

“Stop it! Now you’re smiling even more!”

“Are you done molesting my face?” 

“Nope.” She squeezed his cheeks with her hands. She moved them up the side of his head and he closed his eyes as her fingers flitted across them. “You have obnoxiously long eyelashes, it’s terribly unfair. They’re better than mine. And these eyebrows are so often turned down into a glare or frown.” She gave his cheeks one last playful squeeze for good measure. “Ok, now I’m done.”

Ominis cleared his throat nervously. “Would it be alright if I felt what you looked like? You can say no if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“Nope, feel away! You know, I don’t usually say that to a boy.” She took his hands and placed them on the sides of her face. “I’m going to take the blindfold off for now so you feel around better.” 

She was surprised at how bright the room seemed after having the blindfold on. She was also surprised at how close she was to Ominis. She watched his face as he gently moved his hands across hers. He had a small smile on his face as he did so. 

“Let’s see here…what a tiny nose you have! High cheekbones…your lashes seem long to me, but I suppose I wouldn’t know.” He ran his thumb across her lips. “I expected your mouth to be much larger, the way I’ve heard you shout and swear. You’re quite loud.”

“Rude!” She pouted. 

“Now you’re pouting. I didn’t mean offense, just that you’re one of those people that doesn’t hide in the shadows. You’re bold and fiery.”

“Are you describing me or a Taco Bell sauce packet?”

Ominis laughed, a delightful, full on laugh, not his usual polite chuckle. 

He reached around and felt her hair. He started at the top and ran the strands through his fingers. “Your hair is quite long. It’s very soft, and has a hint of vanilla?” 

“I suppose that’s my shampoo. I don’t know, I’ve never sniffed my own hair. Lean down.” She pulled his head down and pressed her nose against his hair and gave an exaggerated sniff. “Mhm, mhm, lovely, yes.”

“Oh? What’s it smell like?”

“I don’t quite know how to describe it. Let me sniff again.” He laughed as she jerked him downward. “I’m not good with smells. I know it smells manly and expensive.” She was sniffing his hair again when the door to the undercroft opened. Melody hadn’t noticed and Ominis was attempting to straighten up but she wouldn’t let him. “I’m not done yet, let me smell you!”

“Hello Melody. Watcha doing?” Sebastian asked with a grin.

“Oh, hello! Trying to decide what Ominis’ hair smells like.”

“Ok…why?”

“Why not?”

“Would you let go of my hair now?” Ominis asked, still partially bent over with Melody’s hand grasping his hair.

“Fine, but it’ll come to me at some point.” She let him go and then snickered. “I didn’t know your hair could stand up like that!” 

“Yes, well, someone was ruffling it up.” He pulled a comb out of his pocket and attempted to smooth his hair back down. 

“Sooooo Melody knows about the undercroft now?”

“Yes. We were taking a break from working and I told her about the game we used to play. She wanted to try it, so I brought her here.”

“It is NOT as easy as it seems. Would you just let me fix it?!” Melody snatched the comb from his hand. “Lean down, you jolly green giant.” 

Sebastian watched with an amused expression. “How’d it go? Did you catch him?”

“Yes, but it was difficult!” 

“She pounced on me.” Ominis smirked as Melody combed his hair. 

“How did it go with you? Did you pester my friend?” Melody asked, forgoing the comb and attempting to style Ominis’ hair in a mohawk. 

“I thought you were fixing it?!”

“I am, I’m making you look cool.”

Sebastian smiled at his two friends. “I struck out.”

“I’m shocked.” Melody said with a smirk. 

“I suppose I’ll just set my sights on another Hufflepuff bachelorette.” Sebastian wiggled his eyebrows at her.

“In your dreams.”

“You already are, love!” He wrapped his arms around her and made dramatic smooching noises. 

“Put me down, you oaf!”

Though Ominis couldn’t see them, he felt a flutter of jealousy. He wasn’t sure why, she was friends with Sebastian first and closer to him. 

“You know what, I want to play too for old time’s sake!” Sebastian grinned. “I’ll take the blindfold.”

Ominis handed it to him and he tied it on. “Alright, spread out!”

It was silent in the undercroft, but Melody knew her shoes would give her away so she slid them off and walked around in just her stockinged feet. She froze as Sebastian turned towards her. “You’re quite terrible at this, Mel!”

Suddenly, she was yanked backwards just as Sebastian lunged for the spot she’d been standing in. Ominis held a finger up to his lips and smiled. 

“Damn! You’re around here somewhere!”

Ominis took a small object out of his pocket and tossed it across the room, making a quiet thud.

“GOTCHA!” They watched as Sebastian lunged at nothing. And Melody was trying to suppress her laughter. “Are you guys still here?”

She watched Ominis walk silently up to him and whisper “Yes” behind his ear, making Sebastian jump. 

“I bloody hate it when you do that!”

A small giggle escaped and Sebastian whipped around towards her. “Now I’ve got you!”

She started walking backwards and crashed into a rusty cauldron, making a loud metallic noise. Sebastian lunged forward and she ran, causing him to stumble.

She jumped when Ominis grabbed her wrist. He tugged her along with him and into a corner of the room. He pushed her into the corner and she was surprised, thinking he was about to kiss her. Instead he just held a finger to his lips before quietly stalking away.

Melody watched him creep up right behind Sebastian and yank the blindfold off. “You’re terrible at this game.” 

“That’s because you have the stealth of a bloody panther!”

“Melody, would you like to go again?” He extended the blindfold with a smirk. 

“I’ll give it my best shot.” She turned around for Ominis to tie the blindfold on her. “Alright, let’s go!”

She was pretty much instantly able to find Sebastian, his breathing seemed quite loud in the quiet room. She tackled him with a triumphant cheer and he swore. “Alright, just me and you, Ominis!”

She could hear nothing but Sebastian’s loud breathing and her own heartbeat. Then she heard it, the sound of a small object thudding on the ground. Instead of turning towards the noise she wheeled around backwards and lunged. Ominis hadn’t been expecting her this time and she took them both to the ground. 

 He landed on his back with a solid thump and she landed on top of him. They were both laughing and she took her blindfold off. His eyes were so pretty, especially when they were full of happiness and laughter like this. She found herself wanting to touch his face and trace the pattern of his moles like a constellation. They both stopped laughing and they were looking at each other. Despite Ominis’ blindness, he met her gaze with accuracy.

“Would you two like me to leave, or would you like to get off of Ominis?” Sebastian asked with a smirk. 

“Sorry Ominis! Did you get hurt?” Melody got off of him and asked.

“Just bruised my ego.” He smiled. 

“You guys wanna do something? Or are you going back to work on your paper?”

“Ugh. I really don’t want to. It’s not due for a bit, I say we hang out. But I am BEGGING YOU to let me conjure some furniture down here. I know it’s your space and if you say no that’s fine, but do you really want to keep sitting on the floor?” Melody asked Ominis.

“I have no objections. Sebastian?”

“Go for it.” 

“Excellent!” Melody grinned and set to work. 

Sebastian walked over to Ominis and spoke quietly. “I’m shocked you brought her down here. You’d have my head if I did that.” 

“I think we can trust her to keep the secret.”

“I’m actually surprised you’ve warmed up to her as quickly as you have. You’re usually quite the grump. Or perhaps it’s her feminine wiles that have changed your tune?”

“Or it’s the fact that she adores Meatball and she’s a lovely person that I get along with.” 

“Where is the little scaly cretin?”

“I left him upstairs. I didn’t want him to get lost or hurt down here.”

“So it wasn’t to be alone with Mel?”

“Would you let it go?!” 

“Fine, fine, I’m just saying, she seems to fancy you, and-“

“Fancy me? What do you mean?” Ominis asked quickly.

“I mean she likes you, likes being around you. She’s a lovely girl and if you wanted a girlfriend-“

“Drop it.”

“Fine. Woah!” Sebastian looked up and grinned.

“What?”

“It’s like a new place! There’s comfortable sofas, a nice rug, a FIREPLACE, how did she conjure a fireplace?!”

“Well?” Melody asked with a grin.

“Mel, this looks fantastic!” Sebastian grinned back.

“I’ll have to take Sebastian’s word for it.” Ominis said with a small smile. 

“You may not be able to see it, but I know you’ll feel the difference!” She grabbed his hand and brought him over to the sofa. “Go on, sit down.” 

Ominis sat and smiled at her. “Much better than the floor!”

“See? You don’t have to live like cavemen down here.” She plopped down beside him on the couch with her legs crossed and her knee was touching his. 

“Mel, will you do that thing with my hair?” Sebastian asked. 

“Again?”

“Come on, I’m heartbroken!”

“Over what? You didn’t even care about her until you found out she was single!”

“Please?” He pouted.

“Fine, get over here you big baby.” 

“What do you do with his hair?” Ominis asked. 

“Mostly just twirl it around my fingers. Sometimes I make tiny braids. I did it for him once when he was upset and now he pesters me all the time.”

Sebastian sat on the ground in front of her with a satisfied smile. “I should put you to work painting my toenails while I do this. You know what? This is your last free one. After this it’ll cost one pedicure.”

“Do you really want me to paint your nails?” He smirked. “In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have the lightest touch.”

“I’m aware.” She began working her fingers through his hair. “My mother used to do this to me when I was upset. It always felt so good.”

“It does.” Sebastian leaned back against her. “So did you give this weekend any more thought?”

“I’d like to go but I don’t want to impose.” 

“The weekend?” Ominis asked. 

“I think Mel and Anne would get along great, and Anne would love to meet a new girl her age. I invited Melody to come to Feldcroft with me this weekend. I would’ve invited you but we don’t have that much room.”

Ominis didn’t like the idea of them going away for the weekend together. “I’d like to visit Anne too. What if I rented us a cottage? Would you be comfortable with that, Melody?”

“Sure! Sounds fun.” 

“Are you sure Ominis? It’ll be expensive.”

“It’s my parents’ money, I’m happy to spend it.” 

“Then we’re going on a trip this weekend! You can even bring Meatloaf.”

“Meatball!” Melody yanked his hair.

“Ow!”

“He’s my Meatball, my precious boy, and little angel.” 

“Mel, you’ve known Meatball for like, two days.”

“So? He’s a special boy and I love him.”

“He’s enamored with you.” Ominis said with a small smile. 

“I think I’m going to get him a little hat.” 

“Why?” Ominis asked.

“Because I think he’d look dapper.”

“Can a snake look dapper?” Sebastian asked. 

“Meatball can. He’s special.”

(P.S. I bet none of you picked up on the fact that my main character is named Melody Carlisle, or MC :D )

[unremarkablehouse]

The Declaration

WC: 973 | MSR New Relationship Fluff | A03

Summary: Despite their relationship being fairly new, Mulder blurts out three words to Scully.

Tagging: @today-in-fic

Staring into the motel mirror while brushing her teeth, Scully noted the darkened circles forming under her eyes. This had been a challenging case for them both, keeping long hours and having to work the investigation separately to cover more ground. Catching the killer was bittersweet as they hadn't managed to do it in time to save the last victim, a fact that Mulder was taking particularly hard. Mulder’s quiet consternation at dinner had her concerned and sleep would be elusive if she didn’t check on him before bed. Knocking on the door to their adjoining room, expecting to see him watching tv in bed, Scully was surprised to find Mulder sitting on the motel room’s chair in the dark. No television on, just Mulder staring forlorn into the darkness. Glad she listened to her intuition, Scully turned on the bedside lamp and made her way over to Mulder.

“Mulder, are you okay?”

“I’m feeling just a little disenfranchised with the world and my role in it.”

“What happened today wasn’t your fault Mulder, you did everything you could to stop it.”

Scully ran her fingers through his hair and tilted his head back so he was looking at her in the eye.

“Sometimes I just feel like I’m tipping windmills, Scully.”

“Are you going to start singing The Man from La Mancha?”

“I’m not that dire-”

With a heavy sigh Mulder tried to force a weak smile but ended up in a pout. On impulse Scully pushed her mouth onto his with the sole aim of kissing the pout off his beautiful lips. As she pulled away, Scully wondered just how many times before they were together had she fantasized about kissing his pouty lips? Mulder’s surprised smile at her kiss definitely exceeded her fantasies.

“What was that for?”

“Do I need a reason?” Scully said, kissing him again quickly.

“You most certainly do not,” Mulder replied while wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling her neck. After a few moments Scully pushed back, ready to break Mulder’s bear hug.

“Alright Mulder, I’m heading to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Stay?”

“Mulder, we shouldn’t. I’ve got to be up early to finish up the paperwork on the autopsies before we leave.”

“I just want to cuddle-“

It’s Mulder’s sad puppy dog eyes that change her mind, he needs this contact.

“Alright, but let’s go to bed now.”

And with that they make their way to their respective sides of the bed, and get comfy. Mulder spoons Scully tight, kissing her softly under her ear and whispers goodnight. Scully kisses his hands and whispers the same. Mulder’s tight embrace has the effect of a weighted blanket and they both drift easily into a deep slumber.

While sleeping together is fairly new, they’ve managed to find a variety of different positions, ranging from separate sides of the beds with one of Mulder’s limbs making contact with Scully, to Scully waking up sleeping on Mulder’s chest- using him like a human body pillow. This is the first time she’s woken up to his tight embrace and she marvels at how comfortable it actually is. Were anyone else to hold her like this she’d definitely feel claustrophobic. Shifting her head she checks the time on the motel’s alarm clock. 5:30am, no time to sleep in if she wants to get to the Coroner's office.Trying her best not to wake her sleeping partner, Scully squirms her way out of his hold, amused to see his arm automatically chase after her. With his eyes closed but still facing her Mulder sleepily mumbles “where are you going?”

“Gotta get ready for work Mulder.”

He mutters a sad sleepy acknowledgement of her statement, and Scully can’t resist kissing him goodbye first. “I’ll meet you for breakfast at 9?”

Mulder groans in the affirmative and puckers up for another kiss which Scully obliges with an eye roll. ‘Give this man an inch’ she thinks as she scratches the hairs on his neck.

“Love you,” Mulder breathes out as his body prepares to go back to sleep.

“Me too”, Scully says a little robotically and hastily makes her way out of the room.

Showered and dressed Scully takes note of the big smile on her face. Internally she cringes at herself for being so missish, but she’s got it bad. In past relationships she had fretted and worried about saying ‘I love you’, whether it was too early or not fully requited on her part. While this was not the first time that they had said those words to each other, often in times of mortal peril, it was the first time it was said since they were officially a couple. Trust Mulder to casually blurt it out as if it was the most natural thing in the world. The smile on Scully’s face grew larger as she realized that loving Mulder felt very natural to her. This was not a new love between them, the depths were rooted deeply in the years of their partnership, but Scully had been concerned that a lot of the shine of starting a new relationship would be absent. However, the newness came in finally being able to express their feelings so freely- without any catastrophic events preceding, and Scully had to admit it was pretty great.

Popping her head into his adjoining room one last time before leaving, Scully melted a little when she saw the huge grin plastered on his face as he laid in bed. Unable to resist saying it again, Scully announced she was going, punctuating her goodbyes with “I love you, Mulder.”

Without missing a beat Mulder responded with “love you more,” earning him a groan and an eye roll from Scully as she made her way over to kiss him goodbye for the third time that morning.

[yourlastbraincell-kiwi]

A/N: Never written for J.A.R.V.I.S. ever in my life, but I still hope it’s good and brings you guys a sense of comfort.

Pairing: J.A.R.V.I.S. x Platonic!Reader

Synopsis: Imagine having trouble sleeping and J.A.R.V.I.S. is there for you.

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“Oh, (Y/N)! What are you doing up at this hour?” I heard J.A.R.V.I.S. ask, as I crept out of my room.

“I uh.. I’m not sure really.”

“Trouble sleeping?”

“Yeah, something like that.” I said, sitting down at the table bar, in Tony’s house. I didn’t get a drink, just sat there and looked at my hands.

“Do you wish to talk about it?”

“I.. It’s just there’s not much to talk about really.” I stated clearly lying, and reach over to take one of the coasters off the table.

“I don’t mean to pry, but I’m here if you need me.”

I nod, standing up from the chair and went into Tony’s office. I sat in his chair and tried to access his computer.

‘Enter passcode. Of course, there’s a passcode.’

I tried so many things, before forgetting that J.A.R.V.I.S. probably knows the code.

“J.A.R.V.I.S.?”

“Yes, (Y/N)?”

“Do you know Tony’s password, by chance?”

“I do, but I’m afraid I can’t tell it to you.”

“Please? I really need it.” J.A.R.V.I.S. doesn’t say anything.

“It’s not for anything bad, don’t worry. Please just tell me. Or at least unlock it, so you don’t have to tell me.” I begged and J.A.R.V.I.S. eventually did unlock it.

“Thank you, J.A.R.V.I.S.!”

“You’re very welcome.” He says even though he’s artificial intelligence, I could tell he’s probably smiling at that moment.

I nod and connected my phone to the computer and saw the window pop-up. It was all the photos and videos, I had stored on my phone.

I look at the newly made album called ‘IM/BW.’ I hovered the mouse over it and hesitated.

“Something wrong, (Y/N)?”

“No.. I just gotta do it.”

“These things can’t be rushed. If you need more time, take more time. No one will be mad or upset with you for it.”

“No, no. I’m ready.” I continue to hover over the album and couldn’t bring myself to do it. “Can you do it for me?”

“I thought you were ready?”

“I am. I just want you to do it, as like surprise almost.” I said, and a couple seconds later it’s clicked, and pictures and video dated back to 2012 all the way to 2023.

I began to reminisce and was reminded of all the fun times I’ve had with both Tony and Natasha.

The good, the bad, even the ugly.

I watched as J.A.R.V.I.S. slowly showed each picture and video, I took with the both of them. I felt my eyes brim with tears, feeling the sadness overtake me yet again.

Like the first time I found out what happened to them.

Next thing I knew, the slideshow had come to an end, and I needed to take a moment to collect myself.

“I’m sorry for crying so much, but I think I needed that.”

“Don’t ever apologize for showing any sort of emotion. If you need to let out whatever it is you’re feeling, let it out. It’s never a good idea to bottle it up.” I nod as J.A.R.V.I.S.’s words, and took my phone with me.

“I’m going back to bed now. Thank you for doing that for me. It means a lot.”

“Anything for you, (Y/N). Goodnight.” I smiled and slowly walked back to my room.

I was still sad about what happened, but glad to know that J.A.R.V.I.S. is here for me, when I need it.