#like i’m just doing. so so bad. and i can onl y see myself doing worse

[strawbebyjam]

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[peekaboongi]

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff, angst (kinda), e2l, childhood friends

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 4.9k+

Summary: When a partner presentation has you traveling down memory lane, you find that there are many things that were left unsaid. Will this project help you make amends, or will you simply be tying up loose ends?

↳ or, tattooed yoongi owns a motorcycle that you refer to as “Hell on wheels”

A/N: Happy precious and talented man, Min Yoongi aka Suga aka Gloss aka Agust D. This is trash, I'm so sorry. On the off chance that you like this check out my masterlist in my description and my most recent tae fic that I should’ve posted after this in order to redeem myself.

If someone told you you’d be partnered with the school’s resident bad boy and former crush, well, you weren’t sure what you’d do, but it wouldn’t be good. Not only would it be an unwelcome trip down memory lane, but you had a future to worry about. Make it out of the hell hole that was high school, just to enter a larger cesspool called college.

You did not need to be held back by an infuriatingly attractive Min Yoongi who had tattoos snaking their way up his arms. Not to mention the way his hair fell in front of his eyes, or the way his hands would grip the handlebars on his motorcycle. No, you didn’t need any of that.

So, when your history teacher pairs the two of you up, perhaps you should be grateful that you were paired with someone you know, being the only sophomore among a score up upperclassmen, but when saunters over to you and drawls a “hey princess,” it takes every ounce of self-control in your body to keep from rolling your eyes.

“Please take this seriously.” You don’t even look at the tattooed man as you begin to pack up your things. “I have practice after school until six. You can come over after seven. Or not, it wouldn’t be the first time you stood me up.” You spit the words out at him with spite, not waiting for him to respond before you’re walking out of the classroom and on your way to your chemistry class.

The rest of the day goes by slowly, your classes dragging on for what seems like an eternity. If practice wasn’t three hours long, you’d almost be glad to have it. Bickering with Jimin during cheer practice was a welcome distraction from what you would have to face after practice came to an end.

To say you’re surprised when you see Yoongi’s familiar black motorcycle parked outside your house would be an understatement. You hadn’t been expecting him at all and now that he’s here, you can’t help but wish that he’d stayed away.

“Mom, I’m home!” You remove your shoes in the entryway.

“Y/N, I was just talking to Yoongi,” you mom yells back from the kitchen. “We were just talking about how grown up the two of you have gotten.” You’re grateful you’re still out of sight of the two of them, heat rising to your cheeks as the rest of your face contorts into a scowl.

There were times when you were younger that you wondered if your mother was more fond of Yoongi than her own daughter. He was always able to get away with more than you could, and she always put fewer vegetables on his plate.

You stalk over to where the unusually talkative teen is sitting and grab him by the collar of his leather jacket, pulling him towards the other room. “You didn’t come here to chat with my mom,” you hiss in his ear angrily.

“Calm down princess.” Yoongi pulls his collar out of your grip when the two of you can no longer be seen by your mom. “I didn’t walk into your house with the intention of making small talk with your mother,” he chuckles, raising his hands in defense. He steps back as his eyes glance down at you in a patronizing way that has your blood boiling. You weren’t sure if you could last a month partnered up with him.

You begin pulling books and materials from your backpack with fastidious care, the only sounds to be heard are the rustling of papers and your mom whistling in the kitchen. “I was thinking we could do our project on the Renaissance.” You only spare a glance at him when chuckle escapes his lips at your suggested topic.

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“Not at all,” he says, tone passive. He takes a moment to admire the irony of it all, finding it suiting that you would pick a time when princesses still existed. It sends a wave of nostalgia over him, and he finds himself reminiscing about how things used to be before they turned sour.

…

The sun was shining brightly overhead as a young boy was sitting in the shade of an old sycamore tree while an even younger girl was climbing up the play structure in the park that was the same distance from both of their houses

“Yoongi,” the girl called out to her playmate. “Yoongi, save me!” You threw your arm over your forehead in feigned distress, causing a small smile to grace his face.

“Coming princess,” he calls out a nickname reserved just for you, inspired by your love for playing the part of a damsel in distress.

Slowly but surely, Yoongi makes his way up to where you were waiting. He goes about it in the same lackadaisical way that he approached everything. He knew you long enough to know that if he reached you too quickly, a pout would mar your adorable features as you chastised him for being too fast.

“My hero! My knight in shining armor,” you exclaimed and ran over to hug him as soon as he stepped foot on the platform you were standing on. “Whatever would I do without you?” You beam up at him with an effulgent smile spreading across your face.

Yoongi breaks into a gummy smile as he gets down on one knee. “Would you do me the honor of becoming my princess and living happily ever after with me?” He looked up at you awaiting your scripted answer, a single daisy in his hand.

“Why yes, I would love to.” Then she would take the daisy from his outstretched hand and the two of them would go down the slide together, the girl between the boy’s legs.

…

Yoongi is pulled from his memories when your mellifluous voice calls out his name.

“Earth to Yoongi? You okay?”

“Yeah. The renaissance sounds good.”

You’re surprised when he doesn’t argue over the topic but you don’t mention it. Instead, you respond with a simple and unoriginal “sounds good” before you pull out your laptop to start researching.

The pair of you spend the next several minutes in silence as you jot things down in your notebook. After a while, Yoongi closes his eyes and adjusts his position so that he’s more comfortable, and it irks you.

“Do you even know anything about the renaissance? If you’re not going to work you can leave.” You roll your eyes at his typical behavior.

“I’m confident I know enough for this silly presentation,” his eyes remain closed.

“Oh really? Name five things about the Renaissance.” Your voice comes out sounding more irritated than you would have liked, but it’s too late.

“There was a law limiting how much you could spend on your wedding,” he looks at you from the corner of his eye. “Men weren’t considered mature enough to get married until they were 30, women were told to play string instruments because wind instruments made their face look ugly, art began to incorporate a linear perspective, and artists would dissect bodies illegally for the sake of accuracy.” Yoongi doesn’t need to think before the words are spewing from his mouth without so much as a blink.

“How much of that did you pull out of your ass?” You glare at him, his cocky grin setting you on edge.

“None of it. You can look it up if you don’t believe me.” Yoongi shrugs before he his eyes fall shut again.

True to his word, every single thing he said was right. Even the bit about illegally dissecting people. You don’t bother him after that, and he doesn’t say anything. Before you know it, your eyelids are drooping and your vision begins to fade.

When you wake up the next morning underneath a blanket, you notice all of Yoongi’s things are gone and his bike is nowhere to be seen. You remember that you never showered after practice yesterday, and rush to shower, do your makeup and eat breakfast, all before your bus came.

It was game day so you had your uniform on. You wore the school colors proudly, Seagulls written in big letters across your chest and a bow in your hair.

You almost think Yoongi won’t show up for history class before he walks in late, the addition of a cut on his upper lip. Of course he was late because he got into a fight with someone. Your teacher says nothing and he simply slides into his seat at the back of the class.

The brooding teen gets up immediately after the bell rings to signal the end of the period, and you find yourself getting increasingly annoyed at his ‘no fucks left to give’ behavior.

Lunch is spent with Jimin and the rest of your teammates at your usual table in the cafeteria. You didn’t have time to pack your lunch this morning so Jimin gave you some of his.

“Better than the carb filled trash the school serves,” he says. “I heard you got partnered with Min,” he says. He was the only person on the team who knew about your past with Yoongi, having been introduced to you by the man himself.

“You’re so lucky Y/N,” Jennie, one of the juniors says dreamily. “He’s so hot!”

“Really? I prefer Taehyung,” a fellow sophomore, Lisa says. “Not only is he the quarterback, but he’s sweet too.” Kim Taehyung doubled as the captain of the football team and the star quarterback. There were rumors that he’d already been scouted by several colleges, but nobody knew for sure.

“Bows before bros,” Jimin cries in outrage. “We have the homecoming routine to worry about.”

“You don’t even wear a bow, Jimin.”

“Wow Y/N, I’m hurt.” He puts his hand in his chest in mock offense as the other girls at the table laugh.

Even surrounded by your friends, your eyes can’t help but wander to the corner where Yoongi sits with his head on the table. He doesn’t say anything, but Jimin squeezes your shoulder comfortingly, and you smile in return.

The game that night is boring and goes by uneventfully. Jimin drives you home just like he always does after a game, and and you kiss your parents goodnight before heading upstairs to take a shower. That night, you dream about your future.

You’d texted Yoongi after the game telling him to meet you at the library to work on your project and to your surprise, he’d shown up on time. Not only that, but he starts getting to class on time as well. His actions make you wonder if perhaps he’s decided to turn over a new leaf.

Unfortunately, this only lasts for two weeks before he’s back to his old ways. When the leather-clad boy isn’t at the library at precisely two in the afternoon like you’d agreed upon, you give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that he’s just running late. When he still hasn’t arrived an hour later, you laugh.

It would be a lie to say you were surprised. The only thing it seemed Yoongi was good at was getting your hopes up just so that he can disappoint you. It was wishful thinking on your part to hope that he might consistently be present for your study sessions. Even so, his absence sends a pang through your heart.

Yoongi doesn’t show up to school on Monday. Or the day after that. In fact, He doesn’t show up all week, and he isn't responding to any of your texts. If the homecoming game wasn’t so close, maybe you’d be worried about his whereabouts. Your week is spent perfecting your routine in practice for hours upon hours. By the time Jimin drops you off each night, all you want to do is curl up in bed with a good book.

When Friday evening comes, the football stadium is lit up and brimming with energy. Students fill the stands as they sport their school colors and yell in anticipation. There was nothing quite like the rush that came with being on the field, and it has you bouncing in place as you stand on the sidelines facing away from the crowd.

As soon as a buzz rings throughout the stadium, you and the rest of the team run out on to the field, getting into your positions for the routine. When the music plays, nothing else matters. The only two things going through your mind were the counts, and what you needed to hit and when.

Before you know it, the routine has ended and you are standing on the field with one hand on your hip and one in the air. Jimin throws one last back handspring back tuck and the crowd goes wild.

After winning the homecoming game, Hoseok invites the entire school to a party at his place, and after plenty of convincing from Jimin, you tag along with the rest of the team.

The house reeked of weed and alcohol, not unusual for the parties the football captain threw. In addition to your sense of smell being brutally assaulted, you could barely hear Jimin yelling next to you.

“I’m going to go dance.”

“I’ll be here,” you respond. The two of you were yelling at the top of your lungs, something that both of you had gotten pretty good at by now.

With Jimin gone grinding on some poor guy, you find yourself stepping outside, the fall breeze a welcome change from the stuffy air inside the house. The concrete steps leading up to the house are cold against your bare thighs, and you shiver slightly.

The sky is clear and the crescent moon shining brightly among the twinkling stars. The sounds of people talking and cars driving by fade away on the breeze. It is a small piece of peace amidst the chaos that is life, and it has you remembering the times before things become so tumultuous.

…

The stars shone brightly as the three of you talked about what you wanted to be when you grew up. Jimin of them wanted to become a professional dancer, Yoongi wanted to play the piano until he could no longer feel his fingers, and you wanted to become an actor.

“Jimin you can dance to Yoongi’s music,” you say happily.

“What about you Y/N?” Jimin looks at you with concern.

“I can write the music for her movies,” Yoongi says. “And when she gets famous, she can fly us around on her personal jet.”

“Who says I’m going to have my own plane?”

“All the famous people do Y/N,” Jimin says it like it’s common knowledge and you blush in embarrassment.

“Oh. Well, then I guess you two can come with me.”

The three of you laugh late into the night as the sky changes from blue to hues of pink and orange as the sun comes up.

…

Your daydream is interrupted by the loud rumbling of a motorcycle, and a boy with a leather jacket that hides the tattoos climbing up his arms gets off. The sight of him has your stomach churning and you glare daggers at him.

The light from the house illuminates Yoongi’s face as he looks down at where you’re seated on the steps, raising an eyebrow.

“Go away.” You look away from the boy standing in front of you as you cross your arms.

“Jimin told me you’d be wanting a ride home right about now.” Yoongi crouches down so that he’s at eye level with you.

Fucking Jimin. You make a mental note to beat his ass during practice on Monday, turning to meet the eyes of the broody teenager who seemed intent on making your life difficult. You’d like to think you know Yoongi well enough to know that one of the many emotions swirling in his eyes is sadness, and you feel guilt begin to eat away at your resolve.

“I can just walk home,” you say, not wanting to be in his company for longer than is absolutely necessary.

“It’s a bike, Y/N.” The boy looks at you incredulously.

“That’s not a bike,” you argue. “That is Hell on wheels.” When he doesn’t back down, it dawns on you that he won’t leave you alone until he sees you walk through your front door.

You groan and Yoongi takes it as a sign of your cooperation. He walks back to his bike and tosses you the helmet that had been sitting on the seat. “Hop on, princess.”

You have to take your hair down to fit the helmet on your head, but you sure as hell weren’t facing death on wheels without said protective gear. Removing the bow and wearing it around your wrist, you take out the rest of your hair ties before fastening the straps of the helmet underneath your chin.

“If I die, I’m going to haunt you for the rest of eternity,” you grumble as you move to sit behind him before realizing something. “You do know I’m wearing a skirt.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yoongi removes his jacket and hands it to you. “Wrap it around your waist.”

You take the jacket from him and admire the tattoos that were hidden beneath. It is a menagerie of burning flower petals, an old fashioned pocket watch, and letters that spell something you can’t quite see. Among all of this are a few notes from the first song he composed. Your eyes follow the lines that were permanently inked on his skin, tracing over every detail.

“I haven’t seen that one,” you point to the daisy that has found its place among the series of notes that wind up his forearm The picture is raised slightly, the skin surrounding it red and agitated.

“I got it the other day.” Yoongi shrugs and doesn’t say anything else, doesn’t think you need to know that he got it because it was your favorite flower, or that it was where it was because you were just as important as the music that surrounded it. The picture is raised slightly, the skin around it red and agitated.

You shake your head to dispel any unwanted images. Yoongi throws a leg over the seat of the bike before motioning for you to join him. You carefully position yourself behind him before tentatively grasping his shirt in your fists.

“You’re going to need to hold on tighter than that.” He doesn’t turn to you as he says this, but you can hear the smirk on his face all the same. At his recommendation, you wrap your arms around his torso before resting your cheek on the expanse of his back. “That’s better.”

Yoongi squeezes the clutch and turns the throttle, bringing the engine to life. You can feel the subtle vibrations of the motorcycle as it rumbles beneath you. Without warning, the two of you pull away from the curb and are making your way down the street.

Despite your being averse to riding with him, the longer you spend on the back of the bike, the more you understand why Yoongi likes the thing so much. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before. You feel the wind rush by all around you and are constantly being exposed to changing smells and temperatures. There’s a rush and the only thing you can compare it too is the feeling you get when you finish a routine and know that you hit everything perfectly.

He feels your stomach rumble against his back and chuckles before making a couple of turns and stopping outside the 24-hour convenience store.

“This isn’t my house.” The words sound like more a question than a statement but with the adrenaline still coursing through you, you can’t be bothered to care.

“I’m hungry, so we’re taking a detour.”

The two of you take turns grabbing items off of the shelves and putting them in a basket as you walk up and down the empty aisles. The radio is turned off and the only sounds you can hear are your footsteps and the buzzing of the fluorescent lights overhead.

Yoongi already has his wallet out and ready when you make it back to the register at the front of the store. You insist that he let you be the one to pay since the only thing he got for himself was a bottle of soda, but he doesn’t listen.

When someone roughly grabs your arm as you follow Yoongi back to his bike, the animal crackers in your hand go flying before cracking as the hit the pavement. The grip around your bicep is strong and borderline painful.

The blood in Yoongi’s veins boils when he turns around at the sound of your snacks falling to the ground. If the look on his face sent shivers down your spine when it wasn’t even directed at you, you’d hate to be in the shoes of the man whose hand was wrapped around your arm.

“Not now.” Even from your spot behind Yoongi, you already know he’s glaring daggers at the group. His body grew tense and you practically feel the anger rolling off of him in waves.

“Just hand over what you owe us and we’ll let her go.” The boy’s breath rustles your hair as he speaks.

At the mention of more of them, you check your surroundings and there are indeed two other boys nearby. One was standing diagonal from where you were and the other was standing by Yoongi’s bike, likely to keep him from running.

“Who, this pretty little doll face?” The one holding you barely finishes his sentence before Yoongi is delivering a solid punch to his jaw, causing his grip to loosen. You take the opportunity and tear yourself away from him just as Yoongi throws another one.

“Get out of here,” he says, attention on the kid in front of him.

Unsure how to proceed, you stand there before you’re told to leave again. Maybe the smart thing would be to go find a responsible adult, but when you see a second boy sneaking behind Yoongi, you act faster than you can think.

Before the boy has time to process what has happened, your fist connects with his chin. He looks surprised for a brief moment before he’s trying to punch you again, but you use your size to your advantage.

You are far more nimble than he is and it’s not hard to dodge his attacks. When you get bored of playing with him, you bring your knee up to his crotch and he doubles over in pain. Satisfied with your work, you turn around to see the other two guys in similarly painful situations. They seemed to get the shortened of the stick because Yoongi only has a small gash on his brow and a bruise or two forming on his jaw.

Yoongi was watching you in awe. Not only were you able to dodge the cretin’s punches, but you were able to get him where the sun didn’t shine. He supposes that was one of the things he admired about you, you were always able to hold your own in anything and everything you did.

He’s ready for you to yell at him. In fact, he’s expecting you to yell at him. You surprise him once again when instead of yelling at him, you pull a napkin from the grocery bag and start dabbing at the wound above his eye.

You don’t say anything, simply tending to his cut. Yoongi looks down at you, noticing the way you purse your lips when you’re concentrated and how you brush your hair behind your ear even though it wasn’t in the way.

When you step back to admire your handiwork you realize just how intense his gaze had been, a blush creeping up your cheeks.

He’s not sure what it was exactly, but something in the way you look at him has him bending down and bringing his lips to your own in a gentle kiss. Only a few seconds go by before he’s pulling away from you, apologies rolling off his tongue.

Your eyes search his own for the answers to all the questions you had yet to ask, the one at the forefront of your mind is why did he kiss you. All of them remain unanswered as you bring your lips together for a second time. He tasted minty and sweet. He tasted like the time forgotten between the past and the present.

When Yoongi drops you off at your house, there are things that remain unsaid. Neither one of you mentions the kisses, afraid that if you do, you’ll wake up only to realize that it was all a dream. He watches you walk up to the front door to make sure yo get in before he’s waving. “G’night princess.”

That night, you dream of the past. You dream of things the way they were and the way they might have been.

On Monday, Yoongi acts like nothing happened the night after the homecoming game. He doesn’t make any efforts to approach you, and you even think that he’s actively avoiding you.

During lunch that day, Jimin notices something is up and brings you to an empty classroom. “What’s wrong?” He rests his hands on your shoulders and looks at you with concern.

“Nothing.” You shrug off his hands before shoving your own in the pockets of your jeans.

“I’ve known you since we were kids, Y/N. I think I know when you’re lying.” The purple haired man crosses his arms.

“You aren’t going to let this go, are you.” You sigh in exasperation. “We kissed, okay?” You throw your arms up in defeat as you slump in one of the empty seats.

“You what?” Jimin doesn’t believe his ears. “You kissed?”

“Don’t say it so loudly!” You bring your index finger to your lips as you shush him.

“If you kissed, why are you so upset?”

“Because now he’s ignoring me,” you sulk. You had more important things to worry about than a silly little kiss. Why were you so bothered by Yoongi’s lack of interaction when you’d been ignoring him for the past several years?

The next two days go by the exact same way, Yoongi showing up to class only to refuse to acknowledge your existence. His behavior was starting to grate on your nerves, making you increasingly irritable.

When he’s waiting outside with his motorcycle after practice on Thursday, he has the audacity to smile at you like he wasn’t treating you like chop liver just four hours earlier. When you walk past him, he’s running after you as he calls out your name.

“Y/N, wait. Please.”

“Why? So you can ignore me again?”

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Yoongi is being uncharacteristically shy, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your heart skip a beat.

“For what? Kissing me? Disappearing for a week? How about when you left me waiting at the park five years ago?”

…

Yoongi told you he’d meet you at the park between your two houses after he got out of piano practice. You two usually didn’t see each other on Wednesdays outside of school because he had practice, but he’d said today was special. So, you put on the prettiest outfit in your closet before walking to the park.

When an hour had passed since his practice ended, you stayed anyways. You occupied yourself with playing on the swings or picking the wildflowers that were scattered in the area. You didn’t realize how late it had gotten until you saw the street lights turn on. Still, you waited. Yoongi always showed up, he was just extra late that day.

You were lying on your back as you looked up at the sky when your mom arrived at the park to take you home, as tears streaked down your face. Your outfit was covered in dust and sand from sitting on the ground, but you didn’t care. There was no one for you to look cute for.

…

Guilt spreads across his face at the mention of that night. He’d never had the chance to explain what happened. You never gave him the opportunity to do so. They were just puerile things that were left unsaid.

“For everything.” It’s the only answer that sounds right to his ears.

After a moment of silence, you finally say something. “Why did you kiss me that night?”

“Because I love you.” He says it like it’s the easiest thing in the world and, to him, it is. Loving you always came naturally. It started out as the kind of love shared between best friends before changing into the kind of love he’d read about in your fairy tales.

Yoongi sees the way your lower lip quivers. He sees the way your eyes water at his declaration. He never liked to see you cry as a child, and it seems that that much hadn’t changed. When he sees you start to cry, he does something that never failed to make you smile when the two of you were young—he gets down on one knee.

“Princess, would you give this knight a second chance at happily ever after?” The question leaves his lips with practiced ease as he waits for your answer, the shy smile decorating his face wavering ever so slightly.

[woodlandpoetic]

{light-headed} ; Vendetta PT1

Leon Kennedy x Reader

WARNINGS: Cussing, Action, Small mushy shit

Playlist: Shakin’ My Cage — Black Stone Cherry ; Bulletproof — Godsmack ; Out Of My Way — Seether ; Make Me Believe Again — Nickelback

Word Count {TOTAL}: 7,220

Time Spent total (over the course of a week): 6hr 54min

Reading Length: 10-15min (estimated)

Part: 1/3

Writer’s Notes: OKAY REAL TALK: As much as I loved writing this, I couldn’t find a way to either end it right or even try basing it off after the outbreak. So I ended up twisting into the timeline of the outbreak, while putting my own little magic into it. Also I deeply apologize if this is clogging up half your timeline, I’m so exhausted at the moment and tumblr isn’t even letting me post this so if you’re reading this— either I’ve succeeded or this will be posted in three different parts. I’ll put the next two parts up tomorrow morning, seeing how this part does.

Lovelies who asked to be tagged: @onl-you @smolnewsie

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SUMMARY:

Based around the time of the sudden bio-weapon zombie virus. You two meet in a bar in Colorado, being pretty tipsy out of your mind you connect right away. You haven’t been able to forget about one another, although having fuzzy memory of the night before. You two unexpectedly meet again, under more severe and dangerous surroundings--

You are visiting Colorado for a family meet, not being aware trouble is stirring around the corner. As quick as it happened--you are unexpectedly brought under the BSAA by Leon and Chris.

{VISUAL: The same tavern Chris and Rebecca had met Leon}

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12 hours earlier.

The bar was loud, music blasting in all directions. Drunk voices filled the air, the smell of alcohol filled the room. The dance floor was crowded, and you not being much of a social butterfly— even being pretty buzzed. You kept to yourself at the bar, keeping an eye on your surroundings. Dressed casual, black jeans, dark gray shirt, your hoodie hanging behind the chair you sat in. As your hair brushes against your neck—you sigh. Grabbing your drink as you take another swig. Feeling the buzz, your vision on the room and people stayed pretty sharp.

The bartender, happening to be an old friend of yours approaches you. Wiping his hands with a dish rag, he leans on the bar counter in front of you— partially smiling, noticing something was off with you.

“Y/N, it’s been a while.”

You greet him with a half-assed grin as you peered up from your drink.

“What’s going on man? What’s got you working in a place like this?” You two exchange a hand-shake, tapping your nails against the glass bottle in your hand. You two exchange a couple words before you notice another figure out of the corner of your eye, sitting a couple seats down from you. Your eyes narrow and sharpen on the figure— the feeling you got was just.. off.

“He’s here almost every other night,” your friend leaned closer to you avoiding being heard by the people beside you. “—not even sure what his name is. Preeeeetty positive he’s got issues though. I’d steer clear if I were you, Y/N.”

“Issues?” Turning to him, curiosity and nosiness took over. “How do you know?”

“He just sits there by himself, I’ve watched him knock the shit out of a guy here once for getting in his business. Not sure if he’s just antisocial or something.. but I haven’t bothered getting close to him. I just hand the drinks over and mind my business.” Your friend scans your curious face over,

“Y/N.. you can’t be serious.”

“Curiosity killed the cat, isn’t that the phrase?” You grinned, grabbing your drink as you shift to get out of your seat—you notice the stranger looking over at you.

Figures.

“Fuck.” You mustered out, looking over at your friend who’s starting to walk away— smiling to himself.

“Curiosity killed the cat.. remember?” Snickering to himself he walked off to help the other drunk morons sitting a bit down from you.

Snatching a death glare at your friend, you quickly looked back down at your bottle.

‘Pull out your phone Y/N.. something! Act like you didn’t notice— that’ll work.. right?’

Reaching for your phone, you pull it out in attempt to look preoccupied. Pulling up your messages, you start to write a text out to one of your friends.. admitting that your curiosity got the best of you. Now the guy you were trying to analyze caught you— dead in your tracks. Sending the messages, you move your finger to lock your phone. But, you feel a presence besides you.

‘Aaaand game over.’ You mumbled to yourself as you take another swig of your drink, hoping it wasn’t who you thought it was. But at the same time, you hoped it was. “Not much of a stealthy woman, are you?” You didn’t recognize the voice, which in return sent a shock up your back. Yup, it was definitely the lonely guy you were staring down before.

“What’s it to you?” You rasped, tapping the glass bottle again— avoiding contact. Probably the worst thing you could pull right now.. at least look at the guy.

“You staring me down before, that’s what it is to me.” His voice was deep, pretty raspy. Wonder how long he was looking at you for, probably when you turned to your friend to ask about the guy in the first place.

You sighed, unintentionally smiling to yourself as you shook your head.

“Curiosity killed the cat, I guess.” You take your chances to look at the guy beside you, a bit taken back at first. Not in a bad way but in a way of...

o h .. oh

A taller figure, not much off of you though. Long dark brown-blackish hair, part of it covering his face. Crystal blue eyes, a bit of stubble facial hair around his lips and a bit around and below his cheeks/chin. Black leather jacket, black shirt peeking out from below it. Black jeans and boots. Huh.

“Damn—“ You slipped out, gridding your teeth in realization. You’re drinking, brush it off.. he’s probably used to it.

His head tilted in response, analyzing you over now. And you being you, shot a glare back at him as you turned forward. “I-I’m drinking.. alright. Not really thinking straight.”

You can feel the buzz hitting you again after a couple more swigs, your empty bottle sitting in front of you.

The stranger grinned in response with a short chuckle, taking a drink from the small glass he was holding in one hand, resting his arm on the counter, the other hung over the chair. “Wouldn’t be the first time,” he claimed, your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head in response.

Shifting your body in the chair to face the stranger, you feel a lump in your throat. Although he gave off a strange vibe, something kept you from getting up and leaving. “If it isn’t rude to ask, what’s your name?” He perked up, realizing you completely turned to him instead of keeping your eyes averted.

Hearing another bottle hit the counter beside you, you glance back to see your friend walking away. He was intrigued, watching this all go down. Turning back, a small smirk curls from your lips. “Y/N, and what might yours be?”

Taking a sip from your bottle, you watched him closely— crossing your legs.

“Leon.”

“Well, now I have a name to the stranger in front of me.” You joke, a grin appeared across his lips before finishing the glass in front of him— waving down one of the bartenders. Looking back over to you, he seemed amused by your snarky remarks. At least you won’t remember any of this in the morning.. right?

“A stranger you were pretty wrapped up in while talking to your friend over there.” He looked up, your friend glancing over every now and then while polishing glasses. It was, almost too obvious he was a couple glasses in already.

“I wouldn’t say wrapped up,” You started, “— maybe too curious about.” Your voice assuring, he was locked on to you. Leon rolled his shoulders back, intrigued by your tipsy persuasion. Putting his arms out in a slump like, *‘I’m all yours’* type of language.

“Ask away, Y/N.”

The sound of his voice sent a shiver down your back, freezing your whole thought process for a couple seconds. “Don’t give me that much power, Leon.” You teased, now you were just being cocky from the alcohol. Eyes locked on one another, he leaned forward. “You dangerous with questions?” He teased back, looking you over. You scoffed, crossing your arms with a grin widely appearing on your face. Leaning forward to meet your new likely friend, although being intoxicated. “Possibly.” You laughed through your devilish grin, the both of you seem to be having too much fun with this.

“Now I’m curious.” He studied you closely, but not much success came from that.

“Why don’t we go somewhere that isn’t so obnoxious?” You suggested, maybe it being better for the both of you to even sober up a bit. You offered the hotel room you were staying at, since you were just visiting for a family party. The two of you agreed while you gathered yourselves enough to leave the bar, slipping on your gray sweatshirt as your friend watched you two leave. Turning to him, you gave him a small smile and thumbs up, he returns one as he turns away. The door closed behind you two as you’re greeted with a small chill from the night air, waking you two up just enough to find your surroundings. Leon turned to you as you pulled up your hood in response. Suddenly you’re flustered and lost of words, “Ah.. I’m not always like that.” You sheepishly let out, glancing over at him quickly before looking ahead to the city in front of you. “Guess you’re a cocky drunk, then?” He asked, motioning you to walk beside him. Your eyes traced back to him uncontrollably, your feet following as you join him. “Not always,” you laughed, “—usually I keep to myself.”

“Fair enough.” He joked, “You from around here?”

“No, I’m just visiting for a family get-together.. party thing.” You eased, turning the corner to where your hotel stood. “You live around here?”

“No.” He responded, “I’m on vacation.” His voice suddenly went cold, causing you to stop and look at him. This is the same feeling you had before in the bar, why you asked your friend about him.

‘...preeeetty sure he’s got issues, though. I’d steer clear of him if I were you, Y/N.’

Your friends advice replayed in your head as you two walked up to the third floor to where your room was.

“Vacation from work?” ; “Sure.. let’s put it that way.”

Silence grew between you two for a short while, making your way to the staircase. You’d rather have taken the elevator since you’ve been drinking— but maybe staying hidden was your best bet at the moment. Making it up to the third floor, you opened the door. While you two made your way down the hall, you fumble with your pocket to find your keycard. The silence pushed tension in between you two, as you stopped in front of your door— you turned to Leon who was leaning up against the wall beside you.

“You’re welcome to crash here if you need too,” you breathed, pushing open the door. “— it’s more like a suite in here than a typical hotel room.” Being a tad bit taken off by your friend’s state, you two exchange glances as you walked into your room. “I think I can handle myself.” You put your hands up in a jokingly tone of, ‘alright I get it.’

“Alright, Mr. Assertive.” You exasperated, walking over to the couch by one of the huge windows in the suite. The blinds were pushed all the way open, you always appreciated looking at the city lights below you— the sight gave you a sort of release from the tension. You looked over, hearing the sound of boots hitting the floor— “Care if I join you?” He asked, his tone starting to lighten up a bit. Without saying much, you motioned him with a smile to sit beside you.

“I’m originally from Raccoon City,” You began, “but after the—“ cutting yourself off, you doubted yourself for a moment with the sentence you were about to finish. “The G-Virus outbreak.” His voice went cold, you certainly caught his attention now. Your eyes widened in surprise, almost taken back by how he even knew about it.

“How did you—“

“It was my first and last day as a cop there,” he smiled.. but not in a proud way. Shaking his head, he looked back over to you. “My first day was during the outbreak.” His expression furrowed between sadness and fear, it wasn’t just you who went through that traumatic event. You felt your stomach hit the floor, frozen in shock by the sudden change in atmosphere. It almost explains the alcohol problem he has, at least from what your friend had mentioned earlier— by him always being at the bar. Thankful for your quick instincts, your expression changed to sympathetic as you reached out to place your hand on his leg, he glanced down at your hand before glancing back at you. “I may not know you very well Leon, but I’m sorry you had to go through that. I couldn’t imagine being in a place like yours during that time.” Your voice was quiet, almost hesitant on your words. You fled right as the out-break happened, you didn’t sleep for months up until you found shelter in Washington. Your mind flooded with questions, wanting to know who caused the outbreak and for it to continuously spread. Even after all these years. “You wouldn’t get it,” He started, “— my whole life has been wrapped around this shit. It feels like I’m stuck in a god damn loop.” He was harsh with his words, you were taken back by them. “So, you drink away your problems?” Your voice snapped back at his harsh wording, his face went blank as he reached for a flask— pulling it out in front of you. Without even saying a word, his eyes spoke for him as he started untwisting it. Your eyes narrowed as you grabbed onto it, pulling you two way closer for comfort. “You have no idea what it’s like.” He sneered, his grip tightened. “How the fuck would you know? You just met me at a bar.” You seethed, keeping your grip as well. “This isn’t how you fucking handle it.” You quickly put your hand on top of the opening, snapping the top back on forcibly. Letting out an annoyed grunt, he slammed the flask on the table beside you two. Both of your eyes sharpened on one another, the air feeling heavier than normal. “Then how would I know, Y/N?” He shot, you gritted your teeth. “I used to work for S. T. A. R. S.” You let out, fueled at this point. “I found out more than I ever fucking wanted too.”

Leon’s eyes widened for a brief moment, caught off guard by your angered response. You pulled back from the sudden closeness you two were in, your posture straightening as sort of an alpha motion. “I coped through writing, sketching— anything my hands could get a hold of to create.” Stern, you portrayed your confident stance. This was just how you were after being apart of S. T. A. R. S. and the event unfolding in Raccoon City. Leon leaned back on the couch, sighing in defeat at this point. His eyes averted yours again, softening after realizing this bullshit fight was pointless.

“Now I know.” That was all he could muster out, your eyes not leaving where he sat. Your dreary, *light-headed* mind caused you to lose your tension and alpha-like stance. “I’m sorry..” You stuttered, you never get like this. It’s rare. “—I’m just sick and tired of people feeling bad for themselves and drowning their sorrows in alcohol.” You eyed the flask on the table, then at Leon— his eyes reflected a lost puppy’s. “I learn a lot about somebody just by their actions.” Your hand instinctively held your head, feeling light-headed out of nowhere while you tried shaking it off. You overdid yourself, even after drinking.

“I wasn’t always like this.” He glumly responded. “Neither was I.” You murmured in response, now your eyes averting the situation at hand completely. The both of you sat in silence once again, looking out the window beside you. Your mind exploded left and right, trying to pair words together that would lighten the mood. But nothing worked together, only causing you to get light-headed in response. You let out a small grunt from your constant headache-like state, trying to hush it. Being in a quiet room with somebody who was inches away from you on a couch, didn’t work in your favor. Leon looked over at you with slight concern on his face, noticing you wincing in pain from your headache.

“You alright?” He questioned, your eyes meeting his. Trying to ignore the pain in your head you gently smiled, “Yeah.. I’ll be okay.” You assured, wincing again at the sudden light-headedness you felt. You’ve never gotten this feeling before, being light-headed around someone. Maybe it was just from the heated tipsy argument. You sighed, looking away from him again in embarrassment. “I just met you at a bar and now you’re in my suite,” you teased, “— isn’t this how bad hookup starts?” Letting out a small laugh, Leon smiled at your small joke.

“Sometimes.” He chuckled, glancing at the window before looking at you. Your eyes glanced over to meet his, your cheeks heated up. Flustered, you turned to the window again. “Aahh,” you laughed hesitantly, completely embarrassed at this point. Your stomach flipped alongside the light-headed feeling hitting you once again, now it was just getting obnoxious.

“I should probably try and unwind a bit,” You sighed, realizing you couldn’t have the whole night. “Are you sure you don’t want to crash here?”

Leon’s head perked up while he looked over at you, but his typical careless expression decided for itself. “No, thanks, I have somewhere to stay.” He smiled at you, standing up. You immediately follow as well, walking forwards the door of your suite. Your eyes met again for the last time before you reached for the handle, the both of you grabbing onto it without realizing it.

You ripped your hand away as you rubbed the back of your neck, laughing awkwardly. “Maybe I did drink too much.”

With a small smile in response, he clicked the door open as he turned back to you— leaning against the door opening. You blinked twice in curiosity and slight shock, tilting your head. “I’ll see you around.”

“Maybe when we aren’t drinking?” You smiled, laughing to yourself. Leon smiled back, nodding as he closed the door. Being left with the silence and lit room, you couldn’t help but smile. But having a gut feeling you wouldn’t remember any of this in the morning, you reached for the remote on your bed as you flicked on the tv. “If only.”

{PART 2}

[kyungsoomint]

YOUNG: Lawless Ideas

Member: Byun Baekhyun (변백현)

Genre: Angst? Maybe just a pinch of Fluff?

Word Count: 1,451

Summary: Is it wrong to pursue your dream? To have it painted in your own colors, or to lose people on it.

Notes: One more chapter! Writing YOUNG has been amazing, with Baekhyun’s real personality afterall. I hope you enjoy this one and sorry for any mistakes made! :)

YOUNG:

| Beginning | Grow Up | Paradigm | Lawless Ideas | Colors | ✔

“What? Are you out of your mind?” Eunhee said almost burst out her beer. Anger flashed from her eyes, thinking about what (Y/N) has been through these years, the endless crying nights and everything. Sungmi, on the other hand, was trying to process every information (Y/N) told them about Baekhyun, she wanted to punch that boy so much. “Yah, I’m tired to see his face on the station why does he need to pop out again?” she drank her beer in furious. (Y/N) gave out a defeated sigh, “I don’t know either, he is my client, I can’t say that I don’t want to work with him because he’s my ex, that’s even crazier” she knew that her friends would throw a temper tantrum at her but then it’s no one mistake that it happened anyway. “Just don’t fall to any of his words, you know how he gets sometimes right?” Sungmi gave her a pat in the back. “Remember, what mess he brought upon you these years” Eunhee’s eyes were burning as if she’s the one who felt her pain. (Y/N) gave out a light chuckle “Relax, it’s all work” that’s what she hoped at least, she knew that she’s strong enough to face him.

Baekhyun went back to Jongdae’s place where he has been staying for a while until his apartment’s ready. “What’s with that long face?” Jongdae glanced at Baekhyun who just entered the apartment. “I met my ex-girlfriend,” he said with a dead voice. “Okay, ex” Jongdae’s eyes grew larger and realized that Baekhyun was talking about the girl he has been talking for years since their debut “THAT ex-girlfriend?” Jongdae partially shouted. Baekhyun didn’t even bother to give him an answer, he just threw himself into the guest bedroom. “Yah, answer me” Jongdae rolled Baekhyun over the bed. “I was basically pleading her to be my friend” he stopped for a second “She was about to leave when I said sorry at her, she looked incredibly pissed at me” he stared blankly into the wall. “Almost at a point where I can’t find her old self within her, it looks…. so painful” Jongdae sighed at the unusual side of Baekhyun. “I’ll make you a hot chocolate, wait for a second” Jongdae left the room, Baekhyun was left with thousands of thoughts on his mind, he replied her expression at her, he remembered even the day he left her, too painful to be forgotten.

May 2011 He sat at the cafe for another 15 minutes, replaying the scene he had with (Y/N), his heart ached so much at the sight of her, he thought he does it for the sake of them. Baekhyun got up and made his way back into the dorm, looking down at the uneven pavements below him. He knew right away that he broke her into million pieces, he couldn’t bear the thought to hurt her but there he said it, he has lost something so valuable for him, the love of his life.

The memories remained vivid after all these years, Baekhyun opened his eyes only to stare at the ceiling, thinking how can he fix their broken relationship.

Days went by as Baekhyun was trying to figure out where can he start normally talking to her again, even after years not being together her voice was the only thing that could soothe him. He took out his phone and typed out ‘How is the progress?’ (Y/N) on the other hand, her desk was filled with samples and references for Baekhyun’s home, she sighed when she looked at her phone ‘It’s going well, don’t worry’ and she sent him some of the progress she has been working on. Baekhyun scrolled through the pictures she sent, and the idea to invite her over popped up. ‘Let’s talk further about the concept, I can’t meet in the public, let’s meet at my friend’s apartment’ Baekhyun typed out Jongdae’s apartment address, he was pretty sure that he could make something out of this meeting.

She made her way into the address Baekhyun told her to go with a pretty heavy heart, she shook any negative thoughts about him, reassuring herself that it just works, it shouldn’t be more. Baekhyun opened the door and gestured her to come inside, they sat in the living room where they pretty much talking about the concept and soon turned into things to catch up after years being away from each other. “How’s Mochi your dog?” Baekhyun suddenly asked out of the air, making her shock a little bit, she didn’t know that he would still remember a dog that she got a year after she went into high school. She remained calm and replied him with a hum “She passed away last year” a frown was formed on her face. The conversation between her and him carried on into small talks that soon turned into deep talks. From her minimum answers like a nod or yes or no to small laughter and more. She realized after all these years, Baekhyun still carried the talk the same as he used too, his eyes were glimmering when he talked about something interesting, which made her soften little by little. She knew somehow she still fell for his charm and Baekhyun at the same time thought the same thing too like her. She took every step carefully, everything felt so good yet so wrong but nonetheless, she kept on doing it. Baekhyun, on the other hand, felt so relieved that she was slowly going back to her normal self.

“So do you have a boyfriend now?” Baekhyun launched his dying question which made (Y/N)’s face turned into several emotions written there. Did he saw anger? pain? Her mind quickly drifted to how low Baekhyun thought of her feelings, so now he thinks someone’s heart who’s severely broken can mend that easy? still a dick, she thought to herself. “It’s none of your business, Baekhyun” she replied with a rather cold tone. “Though, I see that you’ve been with people through these years” she plastered a mocking smile at him. “It has always been you” words slipped from his lips like poisonous honey. She kept her face straight, she won’t show any of her feeling for him “I think I should go” she grabbed her belongings and head to the door. Baekhyun ran after her and grabbed her wrist to hold her from leaving “I shouldn’t have said that and I onl-“ Baekhyun was stopped because Jongdae just entered the room, making everything even more awkward between them. “Uh, so I come in a bad timing” he held up the plastic bag “I bought one extra jajangmyeon if you would like to stay for a little while” Jongdae’s eyes drifted into hers, making her guilty for not accepting it. She gave up and nodded at Jongdae.

It was more than awkward, she was seated in front of Jongdae and Baekhyun was beside him, “So how is the design going?” Jongdae tried to break off the silence. “It’s going great, probably finished by this week” she looked up to Jongdae for a second. Jongdae glanced to Baekhyun giving ‘bro you only have one week to clean this fucking mess’. Jongdae replied with a smile to her, “Ah, I haven’t introduced myself, my name is Kim Jongdae or Chen from EXO” he extended his hand. “It’s (Y/N)” you replied his kind gesture with a firm smile. “I know that for sure, my friend right here talked about you a lot” Baekhyun gave him a death stare. She took a look at Baekhyun’s expression where she found it funny just like when everyone was cheering on Baekhyun to have her as his girlfriend. After they finished eating, Jongdae excused himself to have a shower and she decided to say goodbye and leave. “I can drive you home, it’s late” Baekhyun gave a warm smile at her. They arrived 15 minutes later in front of her apartment, “Punch me or hit me, I don’t deserve any second chance but let me prove to you that I worth for a second chance” his hand was gripping the wheel tightly, he couldn’t even face her. She tapped his hand lightly which made him turn around to face her beautiful face even still shines the brightest in the night. “I don’t know how the road will take us but” she sighed “I’m waiting, Baekhyun” she was about to open the door when Baekhyun pulled her into a hug, she could feel the warmness radiated from his body. “I’d do anything for it, Thank you, (Y/N)” He buried his face into her hair, she still used the same shampoo after all.

[heyyyharry]

Under The Weather

(from the Flatmate Series)

"Can you write something where fuck boy Harry is Y/N's flatmate in uni and he keeps bringing girls back to have sex, but one day when he comes to her room to tell her he's having a girl over tonight, he finds out she's sick and he just cancels on the girl to take care of Y/N, and you can decide whatever happens next."

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"Y/N, what are you doing in there?!"

After three more knocks on his flatmate's bedroom door, Harry was losing his patience. He'd been waiting outside for five minutes already, and still hadn't got a single answer from her. He knew Y/N was in there. She'd come back at three in the morning after long hours at a group presentation rehearsal. It was impossible that she'd woken up and left the flat before he did, and Harry was pretty sure at this point, for some reason, she was trying to avoid him.

"Y/N!" He tried again, pounding on the door harder this time. "I'm having someone over. Are you gonna be out tonight?"

Silence was still all he got. This left Harry no choice but to walk in without his flatmate's permission, knowing the lock on her door had been broken for weeks now and she still hadn't bothered to have it fixed.

He expected to see her in bed, because it was Saturday and she was allowed to be lazy. What he didn't expect was an exhausted Y/N buried under a thick pile of blankets, leaving only her head uncovered. That was not just the ordinary ​'I-just-had-a-heavy-workout'​ kind of exhaustion, that was much worse. And Harry knew something was wrong when she opened her eyes, now puffy and red, and started speaking with her skin-colored lips barely moving.

"Sorry. I couldn't speak any louder."

Her voice was soft and quiet which was new to him since he was already used to her grumbling all the time. She told him she didn't feel good and probably would stay in tonight, smiling tiredly in response to the look of concern on his face.

"Don't worry. I'll be in my room," she said.

"Okay..." He simply nodded. "Thank you." And just like that, he exited, closing the door on his way out.

Though he acted like he didn't care about his flatmate's condition, the green-eyed boy still lingered outside her room for a little while, thinking he should've asked her if she was okay; but that would have been unnecessary since she obviously wasn't. Maybe he should just let her get some rest and not worry too much. Soon she might recover on her own.

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Harry carried on with his morning routine as usual. He made himself breakfast and went to the gym, then stopped by the grocery store on his way back, because last night Y/N had told him they were out of milk. Though he'd tried to steer clear of the worrisome thoughts about his sick flatmate, Harry felt terribly guilty the second her name crossed his mind.

Maybe he shouldn't have left her alone in their flat; maybe she got thirsty and couldn't leave the bed on her own; maybe he should head back to make sure she hadn't got any worse. Maybe...No. He really should.

Quickly, he grabbed the last carton on the shelf and headed straight to the checkout counter.

To be honest, Harry couldn't care less about Y/N when they first moved into their flat. He even hated her quite a bit, sometimes a lot, because she was extremely good at driving him up the wall, and he was sure the feelings were mutual. Fortunately, things were looking up for both of them after a few months of living together. They'd learned to tolerate each other's quirks and to see hidden good qualities in one another. They cooked together, ate dinner together, shared stories about their days, like real friends would.

But neither wanted to admit that they were really friends.

"Y/N, can I come in?" Harry asked, knocking on her door once again only to remember that she couldn't answer him. So he just went ahead and entered the room as he had before. This time, he found her asleep.

The brunette carefully tiptoed to his flatmate's bed to see if she'd got any better. To his surprise, she looked even worse. She had her eyebrows knitted together while mumbling something unpleasantly and drowning in her own sweat. Harry already felt the pain she was in just from looking at her, and he couldn't imagine what it'd be like to be in her place. It took him a bit of hesitation, but after a moment of thinking back and forth, he finally placed his hand on her forehead. And just like he'd expected, she was burning up!

Harry might not be a medical student, but he knew that wasn't something you could recover from after a nap. So he freaked out.

He had no idea what to do or whom to call. He'd never had to deal with a sick person before, and he knew none of her friends nor if she even had one. In despair, he almost called one of his friends, but then he remembered none of them would know how to take care of a sick girl. So now he was pacing back and forth by her bed, trying to drown out the sound of her groaning.

That was when a brilliant idea hit him. Now he knew exactly the place to seek professional advice.

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Y/N woke up with a terrible headache and blurry eyesight. She took a couple of minutes to finally remember where she was. The window facing her bed slowly came into view and so did her flatmate's face as he gave her his handsome smile, asking if she was feeling any better.

"Yes," she told him. "Not one hundred percent better, but...better​."

Then she returned a smile.

Y/N didn't smile at him often, and Harry couldn't blame her since he was kind of a dick to her most of the time. Thus he had never got a proper chance to notice how pretty her smile was, not until ​now, when she was sick, with no make-up on. ​

But why am I thinking about her smile? ​He thought. ​This is just weird.

"Did you put this on my forehead?" The girl rolled her eyes upward to stare at the folded cloth. Her question caused Harry to blush hard as he ran his fingers through his dark brown hair, the thing he always did whenever he got nervous.

"Yeah..." He cleared his throat. "You've caught a fever, I think. They said it would help lower your temperature."

"They?"

"Google."

She breathed out a laugh which resulted in a massive grin on her flatmate's handsome face.

"If...if you need anything else, let me know."

"Harry," she called out as soon as he turned away. His name had never sounded so sweet, and this feeling he got right now was brand new.

"Yeah? You need something?"

"No." She giggled softly. "I just want to say thank you."

He chuckled, telling her it was no big deal and leaving the room as fast as he could. He hoped she didn't notice how red his cheeks had turned otherwise she would never stop teasing him about it. But then he remembered that she was Y/N, always too nice to make fun of someone after they'd taken good care of her.

Many had probably wondered how someone so nice ended up sharing a flat with someone so...​not, ​especially when they found out that 'so not' someone was Harry Edward Styles, who had got quite a bad reputation around campus for being a true 'fuck boy'​.

He didn't care what people thought of him of course, not many around him really knew him well. Actually, he thought he had to thank his own reputation for preceding him, because he wasn't looking for a serious romantic relationship, and all those who wanted to be involved with him should know better than expecting just that.

Sure he had a soft spot for Nicholas Sparks' books and movies, and he'd cried over them a couple times...​okay, a lot.​ But it was fictional, ​love​ was fictional. People wrote about it and made films about it because it wasn't real, so those stories would sell. Everyone wanted the things they couldn't have, and in this case, something that didn't exist at all.

Harry thought love was bullshit, while his flatmate would say otherwise. Y/N believed in love, as a matter of fact, she ​adored ​love. It fit her personality though. She was the opposite of him. She was sweet and innocent. She didn’t get drunk, didn’t go to parties, didn’t do one-night stands, and the list went on. This girl was definitely ​not​ his type. She would ​never be his type.

But it'd be a lie to say he'd never once fantasized about her before. Sometimes Harry got off to the thoughts of her naked, and he got aroused by certain things she did, like walking around the flat with only her oversized t-shirt on, thinking he was too busy doing something to notice her, but he did. Even though her insecurities wouldn't let her agree with him, Y/N was a pretty girl after all. So as long as he wasn't fucking her in real life, it didn't harm to have inappropriate thoughts about her once in a while.

Harry would sleep with any girl he wanted, just not Y/N. He knew she was all about feelings, something he lacked or he thought he did. He wasn't afraid of breaking someone's heart, not until the slightest idea of it being his flatmate's abruptly crossed his mind.

"I made you soup," he said, putting the bowl down on her nightstand. "Eat it while it's still hot."

Y/N, now sitting with her back against the headboard, looked at the meal her flatmate had made for her with her eyes widened in shock. She was more surprised by the fact that Harry had gone into the kitchen to cook something ​for her, ​than the fact that Harry had gone into the kitchen to ​cook​. She thought it might rain today.

"It's edible. I've tried it myself." Harry rolled his eyes when he noticed the girl's hesitation.

He sat down on the edge of her bed, waiting to see how she would react after taking the first spoon of soup into her mouth and swallowing it. She seemed indifferent, so he heaved a sigh in relief. At least she didn't spit it out.

"Are you taking care of me so you can have sex in peace tonight?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at Harry, who scoffed in response.

"What kind of heartless monster do you think I am?"

"Oh, come on, be honest. You just don't want me to die while you're fucking someone."

He commented nothing on that. Despite knowing it was only a joke, it still made him sad that she only thought of him that way. He couldn't blame her though. He had never really appeared as someone who would do anything for anyone but himself.

"I'm gonna be in my room," he said after two seconds of complete silence. "I'll leave your door and mine opened so you can call me when you need anything."

"Okay."

"Okay." One last word and he quickly left, bringing the empty bowl with him back to the kitchen.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd worried this much about someone that was not his family. Harry tried to convince himself that he was just doing this because he felt bad for Y/N, and probably would feel extremely guilty if he'd let something bad happen to her. However, deep down inside, He knew if one of those girls he'd hooked up with was sick, he would not even bother to care.

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After dinner made by Harry, Y/N took a bath and went straight to bed.

It was 8 PM, and the girl he'd invited over finally arrived. They stripped off each other's clothes with little talking and soon ended up making out on the couch, with only his boxers and her panties keeping them apart.

Harry tried to focus on the almost naked girl beneath him, who was constantly moaning his name and begging him to never stop. But all he could think of was his pretty flatmate and her pretty smile.

"It's Aria." The girl looked pissed as she slightly pushed his chest away. Harry squinted his eyes in confusion, not realizing what he'd done.

"You called me Y/N."

Harry instantly got to his knees as soon as he heard her. He wanted to pull away, but she grabbed onto his shoulders, telling him to call her whatever he wanted before kissing him again. Now Harry felt strangely suffocated. He didn't want to go on.

"Please fuck me," she begged, all out of breath, hands reaching down to grab his hard length, yet he stopped her before she could make the next move.

"No."

The girl stared at him, eyes wide, mouth agape, utterly puzzled. It only took a second for them to move towards separate ends of the sofa. The sexual tension had been washed out by such awkwardness that made eye contact almost impossible.

"I-I can't do this. I'm sorry," Harry blurted, gazing at his own hands on his knees instead of the girl. He didn't have to look at her to know how angry she was as she called him an asshole while getting dressed, slamming the door on her way out.

Now left alone in his living room, Harry had his head buried in his hands as he began to wonder what he'd done. He'd just refused to have sex with a beautiful girl just because of his flatmate.

"What is wrong with me?" He sighed.

Harry sat in silence, contemplating for a little while then put his clothes back on and go check on Y/N. The girl was still asleep in her bed and she looked much better now than before. As her pink lips curved into a cute little smile, Harry couldn't help but smile with her. So he pulled himself a chair to sit by his flatmate's bed, closing his eyes. In case she woke up in the middle of the night, sick again, he had to make sure he would be right there for her.

.

.

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When Harry opened his eyes, the room was still pitched dark. The hands of the clock pointed to 2 AM and Y/N was nowhere to be seen. He freaked out a little but soon noticed she had covered his upper body with a blanket to keep him warm. So he got up and headed to the kitchen where he believed he'd find her.

He was right. She was sitting on the kitchen island with her favorite mug in her hand, feet dangling in the air as she took her time sipping the milk he had bought that morning.

"What are you doing out of bed?"

His voice made her flinch. Her eyes shot to where he stood at the doorway, and she put on a bigger smile, which eased the wrinkles between his eyebrows. It was good to see her so full of life again.

"I was thirsty," she told him.

"You could've woken me up."

"I'm feeling better now. I can do things on my own," she said, rolling her eyes. He didn't know why that eye-roll got him feeling funny in his stomach.

He marched towards the girl without saying a word and placed his hand on her forehead again. His eyes never left hers and she stayed still like an obedient kitten while he was feeling her temperature.

"You're still hot."

"Thank you."

"I'm serious." He scoffed, unable to hide the smile forming on his lips. "Let's get you back to bed."

The girl nodded in response to his request as she hopped off the counter, closing the distance between the two of them at once. The tiny space that kept them from pressing up against each other got Harry all flustered. His heart had never beaten this fast when he stood in front of a girl before, it was usually the other way around. This was very abnormal​!

"Your girl didn't come over?" She asked, looking up at him.

"She blew me off," he lied because she should never know what really happened.

"Did Harry Styles just got stood up?!"

The way Y/N widened her eyes at Harry had him grinning like the Cheshire Cat. It took almost two seconds for reality set back in, and for him to realize how late it was already. He quickly grabbed her by the arms, urging her towards the kitchen door.

"If you don't get enough sleep, you'll get sick again."

"Okay, okay, mum." The girl giggled as she turned her head to look at his face. "Promise me you'll go to bed too?"

He gave her a nod and also his words, saying he'd walk straight to bed as soon as she'd gone back to hers. With another grin she wished him goodnight and good morning, not knowing his heart was pounding so hard it could burst right through his chest. Harry took in a deep breath as he watched his flatmate walk back to her bedroom.

After tonight, a lot of things might never be the same.

[thatfanficstuff]

Mine - Steve Rogers

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warning: unwanted touching, possessive steve, language

***

"Our target is Benjamin Kruze. He is an assassin responsible for the deaths of many high profile targets. There are almost no photographs of him and he goes by several aliases," Fury said from his spot at the head of the table. Clint, Natasha, Coulson and Maria Hill were all present. At the far end of the table, your boyfriend Steve Rogers sat beside you, a frown on his handsome face. 

"How are we supposed to retrieve him if we don't know what he looks like?" he asked.

"We have intel that puts him at an event in London tonight using the alias Nick Lucas," Natasha said as she pushed a button. A picture of a tattoo flashed up on the screen behind Fury. A black and gray Japanese dragon that covered the front of one shoulder and curved around to the arm and back. "This is the only way we have to positively identify our target."

"I assume that he'll have that covered so how are we supposed to get a look at it. What kind of event is it anyway?" Steve pointed out as he shifted his weight. He was annoyed your date had been interrupted for this meeting. You ran your eyes over him, taking in your favorite blue shirt. He only wore it for you.  

You said nothing and leaned back in your seat, arms crossed over your chest. You knew where this was going and Cap was not going to be getting any happier any time soon.

Natasha cleared her throat and laced her fingers together on the table. "It is a black tie event for charity. The hotel has already been scoped. Someone will have to get close enough to our target to get a view of the tattoo. Once we have visual confirmation, our team will close in and make the arrest."

"And I suppose that someone is you?" Steve asked.

Natasha shook her head. "I'm no good for undercover work. We have no idea if he knows about me or not. We need someone with a low profile. And we know that Kruze has a type. (Height) women with h/c hair and e/c eyes," she answered with a smirk. All eyes in the room turned to you.

"Oh, come on." Steve leaned back in his seat and tossed his pen on the table.  His gaze darted over to you then back to Fury. "Isn't there anyone else?"

You placed your hand on his arm. "It's my job, Steve."

He opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it and snapped it closed. "Fine. But I'm there for backup."

"Wouldn't have it any other way, Rogers," Fury insisted.

***

There was no time to lose so you headed immediately for the jet taking you to London. A team was onboard to get you ready for the assignment. While they primped and prepped, you studied the few photos there were of the target and his tattoo.  

When the team finished, you stepped back into the main area of the jet. Natasha let out a low whistle. "Lookin' good, Y/N/N."

Steve turned from where he'd been talking to the pilot and looked you over. His mouth dropped open slightly and heat flooded his eyes. You did your best to hide your smirk at his reaction. 

"You look stunning," he said as he came over to you. 

"Why thank you, Mr. Rogers," you teased. 

His warm hand settled on your waist and he pressed his forehead against yours. "Be careful tonight, sweetheart."

"I'm always careful."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll be right there in your ear if you need me," he assured you.

You arched a brow. "And how exactly am I supposed to flirt if my boyfriend is complaining in my ear all evening?"

He gave you a little smirk. "Cute. Very cute."

***

As Natasha said, the event was a charity function in the large ballroom of an extremely fancy hotel. The bar gave you the best view of the room so you found a seat and people watched. 

"You don't look very happy to be here," a rich voice said from beside you and you turned prepared to send him away as you had every other man that evening. They either looked nothing like the target or gave you a different name than the one he was using.

You smiled at the stranger as you realized he was the right height and build for the target. "Is it that obvious?" you gave a fake laugh. "My boss made the donation and sent me to the event so he didn't have to come."

He smiled flashing white teeth. "Not a bad job I would think. Where can I apply?"

You laughed again turning fully toward him. "Not bad, no. But he wouldn't even let me bring a date. These things are torture when you're alone."

He pursed his lips, dark eyes looking you over. "Boyfriend at home then? Husband?" He ran his fingertips over the skin of your thigh that was exposed through the slit in the dress.

"Well, that would make this incredibly awkward, wouldn't it?" you teased as you rested your fingers on the wrist of his hand. "But no, I'm single."

His hand turned to lay more fully against your thigh. "Well, then, can I buy you a drink?"

You downed the one in your hand. "That would be lovely."

He motioned for the bartender and got you both refills. 

"Vodka and Sprite," you said as if reminding the bartender. In reality you'd only been drinking Sprite up this point. You didn't want to tip off the target by the distinct lack of alcohol on your breath.

"You better find out if this is our guy or not," Natasha said in your ear. "Steve's having a coronary."

Considering the cameras hidden in the room would have allowed him to see everything, you were quite certain he was. 

"I didn't catch your name, handsome," you said and held out your hand. "Hannah Stewart." Your codename didn't suit you at all, but it was better than giving out your real one. (If your name is really Hannah Stewart well...I don't know what to tell you)

He took your hand and pressed a kiss on the back of it. "Nicholas Lucas, but please call me Nick."

"Jackpot," Natasha said. "Team be ready to move once Agent Y/L/N has confirmation on the target's identity. "

Your heart sped in anticipation. Now you had to figure out how you were going to get a look at his shoulder. "Well, Nick. As interesting as this event is, I can't help but think you and I could have more fun on our own."

His smirk widened into a smile. "As it happens, I took the liberty of reserving myself a room upstairs. Would you care to join me for another drink?"

You nodded and he stood, offering you his hand. His fingers linked with yours as he led you to the elevators. 

"Don't you dare, Y/L/N," Steve growled in your ear. "We don't have eyes anywhere else."

As soon as the door slid shut on the elevator, Kruze pushed the button for his floor and turned to you. He pressed you back against the wall and you lifted a hand to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. His lips found yours and you did your best to feign enjoyment. You moved your hands so they laid against his chest and you loosened his tie. 

He grasped your hand in his and chuckled. "My, my, you are eager, aren't you?" He kissed the tips of your fingers. "Patience."

You pouted playfully and resisted the urge to roll your eyes. Barely. "Damn it, Y/N," Steve growled in your ear and you could only imagine the conversation you'd be having later. The elevator arrived at Kruze's floor and he pulled you down the hall to his room. 

"1307?" you said when you paused in front of the door. "Thirteen and seven are my lucky numbers," you said as he gestured for you to enter.

He shut the door and locked it as his dark eyes ran over you. "I think they're about to be mine, too," he grinned.

You let him wrap his arms around you and kiss down your throat as you tossed away his tie and made quick work of his buttons. Once you had enough undone, you pushed his shirt away from his chest and smiled. "What an amazing tattoo," you said, letting the others know this was your man. "Wherever did you get it?"

You stepped back and he reached for you with a frown. You swept your dress aside and removed the gun you had strapped to your inner thigh on the leg opposite the slit. 

"What the hell is this?" he demanded with a narrowed gaze as you backed toward the door. "If you changed your mind sweetheart all you had to do was say so. I like my tramps willing."

You sighed and shook your head. "You shouldn't have said that," you said as you unlocked the door and opened it. Agents swarmed into the room, Steve in the midst of them. He glanced at you only long enough to look you over for injuries before striding over to Kruze and decking him. Without pause, he turned and walked from the room, grasping you by the arm on his way by.

He pulled you into the hall and scowled at you. "What the hell were you thinking?"

You arched a brow at his tone. "I was doing my job, Steve." 

"Your job was to mark the target, not accompany him to his room." He raked a hand through his hair. "He could have killed you in the time it took me to find you."

You rolled your eyes and swept your dress aside to put your gun away. When you looked up, Steve and two other agents were all gaping at you. Steve shook his head as if to clear it and glared at the other two men. They scurried off. 

Natasha walked by, handing you a room key. "Have fun, Y/L/N." 

"What's that?" your boyfriend asked with a frown. 

"Well, Steve, here's the thing. I get that you're jealous and protective. In fact I love that side of you, but you don't get to lecture me for doing my job. Yes, sometimes there will be danger involved. If there wasn't, I would be bored out of my skull. If you are through trying to prove you're the alpha male, I would love to go upstairs to the room I had Natasha get for us and use an entire bottle of mouthwash. And as beautiful as it is, I would love to get out of this dress."

He sighed and ran a hand down his face. "Of course, Y/N/N. I just worry about you." He leaned forward and kissed your cheek before leading you down the hall with his hand on your back. As you stepped on the elevator, you leaned over and hit the button for the penthouse. Steve was frowning again. "We left straight from SHIELD. When did you have time to pack for us?"

"I didn't," you answered with a smirk.

"Oh." He nodded but still looked confused. He followed you to one of the only two doors on the top floor. "But I thought you said you wanted to get out of your dress."

You turned to him as you opened the door. He was still very stuck in the forties sometimes. "I do." You stepped inside and let the strap fall from your shoulder.

His eyes went wide as realization hit him and he followed you into the room. 

Tag List:  @evyiione @gabriellewritermua 

[thatwritingho]

Momento Mori

Chapter 4

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“So, how are you boys feeling about Olive? Any, ah, thoughts? Concerns?”

The band had reconvened in the meeting room after the spur of the moment autopsy demonstration(there was, luckily, always a dead body on hand at Mordhaus, what with the employee death rate), Olive having been dismissed for the remainder of the day to finish settling in, set to start her duties the following day.

“I dunno, dood, I mean, she seems kinda fahked in the head a bit,” Pickles was the first to comment as he popped the cap to a fresh beer, recalling how she had enthusiastically prattled on about different diseases and birth defects that were possible in each organ as she had removed it, “but in like, y'know, a good way.”

“Yeah, I’m, uh, pretty sure people aren’t supposed to be, like, that happy when talking about flesh eating viruses,” Nathan took a swig from his own beer as the rest of the band nodded in agreement. “But uh… watching her slice that guy open? That was, uh, pretty fucking brutal. And really hot.”

Murdeface crossed his arms and reclined back in his seat, eyeing all his bandmates before staring down Charles.

“Schure, schesch a babe and all, but isch sche really good enough to be the doctor for Dethklok? I mean, we’re talkin our health here, guysch! What'sch more important than that?”

Pickles scoffed at Murderace’s attempt to be devil’s advocate, giving him a skeptical sideways glance.

“Dood, since when do yeh care aboot bean’ healthy?”

“Ya, Moidaface! Yous just wants to bes a dick!” Toki glanced to Charles, nodding his head. “I likes her, I thinks she should stays.”

“Thank you, Toki.” The bespectacled man cleared his throat, “I can, ah, assure you, Murderface, that she is more than qualified for this position. I did screen her myself, after all. Her capabilities are on par with anyone else I would have considered, but she is the only one who met all of your, ah, selected criteria.”

“Yeh mean shes da only one who wasn’t some crusty old dood like our other dahctors?”

“Yes, Pickles, precisely,” Charles’ attention turned to the blonde busily plucking away at his guitar, the only one who had yet to provide any feedback. “Ah, Skwisgaar, anything to say? About Olive?”

“Ja, I woulds do hers, evens if she ams creepys.”

“Yeah, me too.”

Charles could only sigh as the conversation quickly devolved into Skwisgaar and Nathan discussing the do-ability of his newest hire.

“That’s, ah, not what I meant. At all. But I would like to go ahead and ask that all of you refrain from any attempt at a physical or romantic relationship with her, since she is your, ah, employee. It would make for a difficult sexual harrassment case, were anything to go sour, and we can all agree that we don’t need another one of those? Yes?”

Charles knew the disgruntled, grumbled agreements from around the room were the only affirmation he would receive.

“Alright then. Since we are, ah, all in agreement, I shall have her follow through with the two week trial as planned, and then you can make your final decision. In the mean time, I would like for her to conduct a routine physical exam on each of you to learn all of your, ah, various health conditions.”

“What!? A fuckin check up!? Didn’t we juscht have one of thosche?”

“Well, Murderface, that was, ah, last year. An annual physical is crucial for prevention of the onset of illnesses. And as I said, she needs to familiarize herself with your, ah, your… bodies.”

The immature snickering around the table at his last sentence was expected, as was Muderface’s continued outbursts.

“Scho we’re gonna have to take our clothesch off and get poked and prodded by thisch chick? And you exschpect us to not even fuck her? Isch sche gonna schtick her finger up our asschesch too?!”

“Pfft, like she woulds evens thinks about fuckings you, Moidaface.”

“Yeah, I uh, feel bad for her, y’know, having to see him naked and all. It’ll, uh, probably blind her. Scar her for life or… something.”

The bassist stood abruptly at the taunting, chair screeching back as he threw his hands up in exasperation.

“Fuck thisch!”

“Murderface, please sit down” Charle’s took a moment to close his eyes and inhale deeply through his nose as Murdeface plopped back down in his seat with a scowl. “I hired her to be the band physician, remember? What else did you expect if not a typical examination? Regardless, I have, ah, other matters to attend to. Any other questions or comments? No? Excellent.”

Charles made for the door quickly, but turned back around and addressed the room before exiting fully, “And, ah, everyone, please be sober for your physicals tomorrow, ok?”

He knew it was a pointless request, as confirmed by their halfhearted agreements, but at least he could say he tried.

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Ohmygod ohmygod ohmyGOD

The formidable wooden door to her temporary housing closed heavily behind Olive, and she leaned back against the hard wood to kept herself upright, heart pounding in her chest as she finally let herself be overcome by the pure, raw emotions she had kept at bay for the past few hours, a ridiculous squeal bubbling forth from her throat as she smiled a big, jaw-achingly large smile.

“Holy SHIT!”

With that exclamation, she hurriedly kicked off her heels and propelled herself onto the plush mattress, latching onto a pillow and burying her face in the fluff to muffle her thrilled screeching, feet kicking childishly in an attempt to relieve the tension caused by excitement-fueled adrenaline coursing through her body.

Once thoroughly satisfied with the amount of emotion released, she surfaced from the pillow for air, face red and hair wildly askew, and snatched her phone, sitting up to type a brief message to her twin sister, telling her of the good news and promising a more detailed phone call later that night, not trusting herself to be able to form coherent enough sentences to hold a conversation at the moment. Despite this, she was still bursting with the need to talk to someone out loud to organize her thoughts, and so turned to the only other being in the room, who was currently curled up and napping under his wooden tunnel.

“Sorry to wake you, Apophis, but I have to tell you about this!”

Said reptile lazy curled itself around her arm as she held the appendage in front of her, flat head resting on the back of her hand as he blinked slowly, paying as much attention as a snake could.

“I don’t even know where to start, they were so much better in person than I could have imagined! Fuck! They’re all so so cool, so beautiful, too! And Murrderface and Skwisgaar were totally checking me out, can you believe it? Oh my god, you were right about picking out this outfit, man. And they wanted me to do an autopsy for them! God, you should’ve been there, their faces when I made the Y incision were fucking priceless, like they didn’t think I’d actually be able to do it. Fuckers. Nathan seemed really into it, though, I think he said in an interview once that his favorite subject in school was, like, frog dissection or something fucked up like that.”

Sucking in a big breath after her long winded jabbering, a concerned look crossed her face as the long bodied creature shifted, raising its head to stare at her from eye level.

“Oh! Don’t worry, they don’t dissect snakes in school, just frogs. I’d never let anyone hurt you anyway, you know that.”

Seemingly abated, he settled back down, once more relaxing against her hand.

“Man, dude, there’s no way I can focus enough to unpack, damn. I’m supposed to give them my first physical exams tomorrow. I’m so nervous, I don’t know what I’m gonna do. What if I fuck up? What if they fire me before I even get a chance to know them? Oh my god why did I think I could do this?”

Her audience merely flicked his tongue at her in annoyance.

“Yeah, you’re right, man. Fuck it. Whatever happens, happens. I’ll be fine. It’s fine. I’m fine. Totally fine. The finest I’ve ever been. Yep”

The nervous laugh following her attempt at self assurance would have made Apophis roll his eyes, if such a thing were possible for a snake to do.

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“Dude, are you drunk? Seriously?”

Olive, clad in your stereotypical white lab coat over a simple form fitting black dress, clipboard in hand, stared in disbelief at the massive front man sitting before her on the exam chair.

“Uh… I mean, I only had a, uh, a couple of beers. Not uh, not enough to get me drunk, or… anything.”

Dark eyes could only blink at him incredulously.

“Man, I can smell the alcohol on your breath from here, and it’s not just beer.”

Nathan at least had the decency to look a bit sheepish at that, averting his eyes to stare at one of the many anatomical diagrams on the wall.

“I, uh.. I didn’t think it would matter.”

The newly appointed physician could only sigh.

Damn he looks adorable.

“It’s ok. We can just, um, try this again tomorrow. But no drinking before, ok? I mean it. I can’t get proper readings while you’re intoxicated, yeah?”

A deep grunt was his only reply as he hopped to the floor, boots thudding loudly from the impact, silky hair flowing around his shoulders. As he strode past her for the door, Olive couldn’t help but shudder a bit at how much bigger he was than her, his broad frame casting a large shadow over her own small one, a shiver going down her spine at his deep voice when he mumbled a half assed “sorry” before slamming the door shut behind him.

.

There was only one word for the look Skwisgaar Skwigelf was leveling her with right now; dangerous.

“How’s does yous wants me, doctor?”

She had wondered for years, about how women could keep throwing themselves at this man, keep having his love children when they knew there was no hope for anything more than meaningless sex with someone probably riddled with STDs, destined to be a soon forgotten face among the hundreds of other who had fallen victim to his charms.

But that look. Like he wanted to devour her, make her fully and wholly his, devote his entire being to pleasuring her and only her. The way his voice dropped and sent chills down her spine when he spoke her title. It was a pull unlike any attraction she had experienced before.

Fucking hell. I get it now.

The blonde was standing just slightly closer than would be considered appropriate, towering over her, leaning forward slightly as he waited for instruction, a knowing smile curling onto his face as Olive cleared her throat and looked away.

Damn him.

“Just, um, on the exam chair, and take your shirt and pants off.”

He leaned back from from her and sauntered away, stretching his long arms above his head as he removed his shirt, making a show of it as he carelessly tossed the article of clothing on a nearby chair, glancing back at her over his shoulder as he unbuttoned his pants and let them drop as he hopped up.

Oh, you motherfucker. I’m not that easy.

Victory was claimed as hers when the obnoxiously attractive smirk fell from his face, replaced by an annoyed pout at her next words as she tapped her pen on the clipboard.

“So. Let’s talk about your rather extenisive history of STDs.”

.

“No fuckin way. You can kissch my assch if you think I’m gonna strip for you so you can jab at me like that schtiff from yeschterday.”

Olive sighed in exasperation, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Man, come on, seriously, you have to take your shirt off for me to do this right.”

Murderface crossed his arms protectively over his chest, turning his nose up and looking away childishly with a small ‘hmph.’

“Look, I’m not going to slice you open. You gotta at least take me on a date first before I’ll go that far with you.”

The brunette turned to her fully and raised his lip in an attempt at distaste, which was overthrow as he failed to fight off a smile at her lame joke, a soft pink blush creeping on his cheeks at the implication.

“Fine. But juscht don’t try any funny sctuff, or I’ll kick your assch.”

Her snicker made his face redden deeper.

“Noted.”

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The scars greeting her from Toki’s bare back were alarming, to say the least. But they were old, multiple years old, the skin long healed and morphed into a pale off white, with only a few remaining a light, almost imperceptible pink. He was tense and silent, breathing shallowly, probably waiting for her to ask, but she wasn’t going to.

No need to bring up bad memories. Just get the basics without being direct.

“Have you had any surgeries or broken bones in your life?”

“No skurgeries, buts a fews bones breaks when I was littles.”

“Were you medically treated for them? Did they heal properly? Ever have any pain in those areas, like when the weather changes?”

“Um, sometimes, whens it about to starts raingings. Deys ache.”

Olive nodded, scribbling the info down on his chart in her messy handwriting, not missing how he avoided the first two questions.

“Alright, you can get dressed, I think I got everything I needed.”

The guitarist exhaled a slightly uneven breath, muscles relaxing as he yanked his shirt back on, shooting the woman before him a thankful look and settling back on the exam chair.

“You’re in the best shape of anyone else I’ve seen so far, man. Keep it up.”

One congratulatory pat on the shoulder later and Toki was exiting the room, yelling to someone in the waiting area as he walked out that he was better than them.

.

A long, weary sigh snuck it’s way past Olive’s lips as she waited for her last patient of the day to arrive, mulling over her previous interactions with the band.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into?

“Long day, huh?”

Chuckling tiredly, she turned to greet the redhead as he meandered in, bee lining for the exam chair and hoisting himself up without being asked, settling at the very edge of the cushion.

“Yeah, man, just a bit.”

Green eyes sparkled at her in amusement, pierced brow raising as he began to tap out a light beat with his feet, elbows resting on his knees.

“Yehp, the other guys can be real douchebags aboot this stuff. Hope dey didn’t give yeh too much trouble?”

“Nothing I can’t handle,” the response was automatic and half-hearted as she scribbled a note about his fidgeting on the clipboard in hand.

“Dat so?”

She looked up at that and immediately regretted it. There was that damned side grin of his again.

“Y- yeah.”

Oh my god did I just fucking stutter?

It took all she had for her newly weak knees to not give out under her as he gave her a wink.

“Atta girl.”

This man is going to be the death of me.

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Lots of dialogue in this, hope I didn’t ruin it. Comments are my life blood!

[astarryon]

Stay

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Mild angst, very slight mention of violence

Summary: Bucky worries that he’s not good for you, and that you might be safer if he weren’t around. You convince him otherwise.

A/N: It’s your girl Sev, back at it again with the angst! This one was super duper fun to write and I live for these angsty/fluffy moments with Bucky. I hope you all enjoy this one, and as always, if you have any questions or comments, feel free to send them my way! Requests will be open again sometime soon!

Requested by anon

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“Are you drunk?”

Bucky turned back to gaze at you, startled at both the sound of your voice and the sight of you. It was a testament to how upset he was that he hadn’t heard you come in, you knew, and you began to steel yourself for what was to come. This night, like all of the others, was sure to only go downhill from here.

“I can’t get drunk,” Bucky sighed from where he sat, turning back to continue gazing out the big picture window of your apartment. It was raining hard and the drops of water were splashing against the window, painting liquified pictures which melted together after only a few moments. “You know that.”

Stepping further into the living room, you shrugged your coat off and dropped it to the floor before making your way over to your boyfriend, trying to ignore the guilty feeling arising in your chest. Steve had told you that Bucky’s day had been bad over the phone and that you may want to check in on him as soon as possible, but you hadn’t bothered yourself with any urgency; now, seeing the state Bucky was in, you sort of wished you had.

You perched yourself on the coffee table directly in front of Bucky, who pointedly kept his gaze trained on the window. You grabbed the bottle beside you, scanning the label to see what Bucky’s poison of choice had been.

Bourbon, unsurprisingly.

“Well it looks like you were trying to,” you pointed out, heaving a sigh and taking a swig yourself before placing the bottle back down; your throat and chest burned as the liquid went down.

Bucky still wasn’t looking your way, and you were beginning to get annoyed. Normally you were a lot more forgiving when it came to his moods, a lot more understanding. Trauma was liable to make people act all sorts of ways, and after what had happened nearly a month ago you had been positive there might be some nights where Bucky’s worries would get the better of him. But enough time had passed now that his mood swings and behavior were bordering on ridiculous.

When Bucky made it clear he was too preoccupied in thought to answer you, you rolled your eyes and leaned forward to grab his hand. The fact that he didn’t pull away gave you a small boost in confidence. There was hope, then, to talk him down. There was hope. “James,” you murmured, bringing his palm up to press a kiss to it before twining your fingers through his. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“You don’t want to hear it, Y/n,” he sighed, eyes wandering just barely above your head. Wasn’t a direct glance, but it was probably the best you would be getting for a while. “You’ll just get mad, like you always do, and then we’ll fight, and you’ll cry, and I’ll end up feeling even worse than I already do, and I can’t... I don’t have the capacity for it. Not tonight. Maybe we can talk about it tomorrow.”

You blinked. Steve had said Bucky was in quite the mood, but this was much worse than you had been expecting. “Okay first of all,” you began, rubbing circles gently into the back of his hand. The gentle movement was a great contrast to the annoyed edge in your tone, but Bucky could make of that whatever he wanted to. “You don’t get to tell me what I want to hear. That’s up to me. Secondly, I’m not gonna dignify that with a response. You’re lashing out, and you know you are. Why are you trying to make me mad at you, Buck?”

“I’m not—“

“No, bullshit,” you interrupted, squeezing his hand and willing him to look you in the eyes. “Is this, is this about what happened last month? I know it hasn’t been that long, but you have to let that go, Bucky. I’m fine. Nobody hurt me.”

That was what finally got him to make direct eye contact with you, and the fury in his gaze and the insistence in the set of his jaw gave you pause. “But they could have,” he snapped, withdrawing his hand from your grasp. Despite the anger which was written so clearly across his face, you couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of Bucky Barnes. The man was something reminiscent of a furious fallen angel. “They were going to. He had a knife on you, Y/n. That lowlife Hydra son of a bitch, he had a knife on you, and I couldn’t... I couldn’t do anything about it.”

You didn’t need Bucky to remind you of the specifics; you’d been the one with a knife pressed to your throat, after all. A Hydra agent had found the two of you and devoted months to tracking you, learning your habits, your patterns, all leading up to kidnapping and threatening your life in an effort to get Bucky to surrender himself so that Hydra could use him as a weapon again.

You’d been terrified during the whole ordeal, but not for yourself. Bucky and you had been together for about a year now, your relationship preceded by six months of hesitant flirting and wholehearted friendship. Over all that time Bucky had slowly opened up to you, shedding some light on his past and the horrifying situations he had been forced to go through. You couldn’t even begin to imagine the pain and torment of it all, or how badly it still weighed on Bucky’s mind. No one had been spared, from what he’d told you. Men had been shot, women strangled, children murdered, all for the sake of Hydra’s master plan or whatever motives they’d needed served at the time. Nobody had been safe, and poor Bucky, broken and brainwashed beyond hope, had had been powerless to prevent a thing.

So, they’d used you for leverage. They’d sent their agent, he’d kidnapped you, and he’d made Bucky watch, screaming and crying, as the Hydra agent had absentmindedly stuck his knife into your skin, drawing screams and blood with little to no effort from you. He’d been careful not to hit any major arteries, nowhere that could kill you, but the pain had been real and you still had the scars to remember it all by. You hadn’t admitted this to anyone out loud, but you’d been sure that that day was going to be your last, and you’d done everything you could to memorize Bucky’s face through your tears so that you could picture it as the life eventually slipped from your body and veins.

Steve, mercifully, had jumped into the scene at the last second and knocked you from the agent’s grasp, giving Bucky the opening to unload his entire magazine into the guy and shielding you from the sight of it all. That had been a painful time for you, but like you’d said. It had been a month ago. All you could do was try to push it all out of your mind and attempt to move on.

Bucky’s mind wasn’t allowing him to do the same.

“Bucky,” you sighed, helpless to stop as he stood and walked to the window, gazing out at the rain and the passing cars in the city streets below. “You know there was nothing you could have done about that. You know that wasn’t your—“

“Don’t,” he hissed, his metal hand clenching into a fist at his side. “I can’t... you wouldn’t have been in danger if I weren’t fucking selfish. If I had just... if I could just admit to myself that I don’t deserve good things, I could let you go, and you could find someone else. Someone normal. Someone you could have kids with, and marry, and someone who isn’t fucking damaged and liable to get you killed just by wanting to be with you.”

Tears were dancing at the brim of your eyes, and you were suddenly glad Bucky’s back was turned to you. Inhaling deeply in an effort to calm yourself, you stood, taking a few steps in his direction and stopping just behind Bucky. You reached forward again, this time taking his metal hand into your grasp, and he unfurled his fist for you to lace your fingers between his without another word.

“Don’t say things like that,” you whispered, leaning your forehead against his shoulder. He was so impossibly warm, and he smelled so wonderfully of himself that it made you smile despite your current worries. “Bucky, I don’t want anyone else. I know you think you’re putting me in danger, but no one else can keep me safe, not like you can. You protect me best.”

“I used to think that too,” he muttered. Despite his dejected aura, he slowly turned around, encircling you in his arms and pulling you to his chest, setting his chin atop the crown of your head. You closed your eyes and breathed deeply, inhaling and reveling in the closeness. “But darlin’, I don’t think... I’m not good for you. You have to know that.”

“I don’t know a god damned thing,” you murmured.

The two of you were silent for a few moments, embracing each other and reveling in each other’s company. Bucky’s fingers were threaded trough your hair, stroking it gently, and you shivered lightly at the feeling. This, the bliss and the happiness, this was what made the pain and the fear worth it all. The feeling of giddiness and wholeness in your chest made everything worth it. You wished you could demonstrate that to Bucky.

You pulled back after a little while, your hands snaking up to cup Bucky’s face. The shining light in his eyes was fright, or wonder, or perhaps a bit of both, but you couldn’t trouble yourself with deducing it at the moment, because now he had tears in his eyes too, only his were winning out and spilling onto his cheeks. “I will tell you this every night if I have to,” you whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his mouth. “Every night, so you listen to me, and you listen good, James. It’s okay. It’s all okay. Do you understand me?”

He only hummed and sniffed, leaning to rest his forehead against yours. “I’d like to think so.”

“Well,” you responded, catching his blue eyes with your gaze. You smiled gently at him, conveying as much love and affection as you could with only a look. “I’ll keep telling you until you do. Just promise me you’ll stay, okay? ‘Cause I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you.”

Bucky shook his head, and bent to kiss you. It was soft, sweet, and begged for love which was already his to keep. “You,” he sighed against your mouth, eyelashes fluttering and tickling your cheeks, “are the sweetest thing I could have ever asked to touch.”

You kissed him back, and settled your cheek against his chest. “And don’t you forget it.”

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shoutout to my friend @astrangetypeofchemistry because she’s awesome and only deserves best.

babe you’re not garbage in any way.

what if you never clicked on that percabeth fanfiction i wrote so long ago? what if you never reviewed?

i answered you and you kept reviewing and i kept answering you and we were like why stop talking and now our chat has like 1.8k messages

and although our only way to communicate is social media you’ve become this part of my life that i’d miss so much if it were gone

hey remember that one time we actuallly skyped? whY diD w e oNL y ev Er dO tH i S ONCE maybe because I’m too insecure about talking to someone who speaks english perfectly and I’m like how horrible would it be if i made a really stupid mistake or slip into an accent or what if the connection’s terrible and i can’t hear what she’s saying properly and well yeah i guess that’s why from my part lol

i know you tend to hate on yourself and so have i once and sometimes still am but i learned to live with myself and i hope you will too some day and just remember that every time you said something nice to me i smiled and my self-hatred flipped me off as it shrunk, at least for that moment, and i say thank you for that you beautiful soul

i remember the very first thing you said to me when we were skyping, it was something along the lines of, ‘wow. you’re really pretty.’ and just know that it made my day

i love how we dig the same things like percy jackson and harry potter and mlb and b99 and taste in music and i always forget how you’re actually a few years younger than me

y’know if i lived in the usa i’d come to your house whenever you feel like garbage and i’d tell bad puns like really bad puns, you know how i can get sometimes and show you that you’re able to make me smile until you feel better

because you matter

and when not if because we’re doing this we finally meet in person i’m gonna crush you with a hug, prepare for that. if you die young, it’s because i hugged you too hard.

despite what people are saying i am not good with words, at least not like this, but i’m 100% honest when i say that you’re great and matter and you’d never be a burden and i’d love to actually get to know you.

and do you wanna know one of the many reasons why i’m so psyched for the b99 hiatus to end? because we’ll be watching it together, only from different locations, and our snaps and reactions and fangirling in general is what i love sm.

always remember that you can make someone feel better by simply showing them you think of them which makes them smile and probably keeps them from doing something very stupid in that very moment so imo that makes you a potential life saver and shows you matter.

see how i’m basically rambling rn cause i’m so bad at this?

i hope i got my point across

I LOVE YOU OKAY?

maja out.

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N, M, I, A, G, R, E, C, L, Y ;)

I see what you did there. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Love myself some marcelingy :D (I’m sorry, I know I’m not funny.)

N - Favourite animal?                 Foxes. I love cats (of all shapes and sizes) and dogs (almost all of them, including the wild counterparts) like the next one but foxes are like the best of both, they’re dangerous technically but SO CUTE. Foxes man. I wanna pet one.

M - If I forgive betrayal.                 Depends. On a theoretical level, yes, I do (see every not so bad guy who I gave a better story / personality / redemption arc. That’s almost all of my Bad Guy OCS fyi). But only if enough effort is made. You can’t just say sorry and that’s it. Sorry is just a word. And seriously, I hold grudges like fuck. I might not show it because I hate confrontation, but it’s hard for me to let something go if there’s no further interaction.

I - The last time I felt jealous, and why. Embarrassing af, but we said full honesty. I’m jealous over the whole thing with Nigel becoming more popular and other people than me and Lucie calling him their garbage son. Seriously. Some little kid inside me goes “But I was here first why is everyone else more popular.“ And you know what? That sucks. I know fandom is not a competition and I don’t wanna be the little shit that ruins it for everyone. But I’ll never be rude to anyone over it. You guys deserve to have as much fun as I do.

A - If I'm in love.                Nope, unless you count animals, the stars and a bunch of angsty trash characters. Oh wait, the latter counts under obsessed right? Nevermind. I don't think I ever felt really in love and I don’t feel like I’m missing out on something right now.

G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.                Me? To someone? Uhhhhhhhhhhh. I wrote it in a fanfiction if that counts. The standard answer are always the parents but in German the phrase I love you is  pretty loaded and reserved for romantic partners in my experience, so we don’t really say that. Probably my (now ex) boyfriend in 11th grade or so?

R - Is cheating ever okay?My standard answer to that is No. Cheating is not okay. That being said, in my AU one of the main characters does technically cheat on her (terrible, abusive) partner (who onl keeps her as a trophy) to be with the one she loves. I realize this is hypocritical of me. I think the main problem with cheating is the lying and the breach of trust. Not gonna open up a can here, because that’s a huuuge topic, but No, in general cheating is not okay.

E - How many piercings I have.None, unfortunately. I had earrings but they got really inflamed and it didn’t get better so I just kinda gave up on it. I think piercings are rad aand I want some, but I don’t have the nerves to go for it right now..

C - How long it's been since I've kissed.Last time was this morning. My doggo on the head specifically, and then I had a tongue across my face. :,D Or my grandma on the cheek last holidays. If you’re asking about a human and a romantic kiss however, that would be like 11th grade, so about three years.

L - If I have siblings.                 Yup. I have two older half-brothers. One is at the border police and one teaches math and chemistry. They’re both quite a bit older than me (8 and12 years I think) and I don’t see them often but both are rad :D

Y - 3 turns offs                I’ll just assume that means stuff I don’t like. 1) Mints. Not sure why but I hate everything minty. I’ll not run away if you’re chewing mints but please don’t spew the smell at my face. 2) People talking shit about stuff I like. There’s a fine line between joking and mocking and I am SO PROTECTIVE about my fandoms. I don’t watch stuff with non-fans or people I know don’t care if I’m passionate about it. If I can’t enjoy my stuff with you, I won’t watch it at all then and there. 3) Confrontation. I’m terrible at social stuff, I’m really trying but I will say stupid shit, so nope, I’d rather keep quiet. Plus, theres a 95% chance that I’ll start crying the moment someone reacts slightly aggressive.

This got pretty real in between. Maybe people will see me as whiny or weird or whatever, but oh well, truth is truth. I’m flattered somebody would actually want to know shit about me. Thanks a lot!

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Halstead Kansas Cheap car insurance quotes zip 67056

Car insurance in my name?

My mom gave me a car afew yrs back and it is still in her name. She's had insurance in her name but wasn't able to make the payment this month. Can I get insurance on the car in my name even with car still in her name?

I need to find and inexpensive health insurance can anyone help?

My husband has a rare blood disorder and is on Medicare through Social security and we don't have alot of money but because of his illness it cost alot for suppliment insurance. Does anyone know how we can get some extra insurance that won't kill us we already lost our home because we spent so much on insurance and most places won't even cover this. Please only serious reply.

How much will liability insurance pay out if my car is stolen. ?

How much will liability insurance pay out if my car is stolen. ?

Car Insurance for young people?

I know I can go online and get a quote by entering in a bunch of information.. But generally speaking.. How much would insurance be for 1.) an 18 year old female college student with good grades, no accidents or tickets. 2.) a 20 year old male college student with good grades and 1 speeding ticket Asking about general liability for a semi-decent car. Any other information would be great =]""

""Car Accident, how much should I expect from their insurance company?""

I was just in a car accident on Thursday. Its basically totalled my car. Two weeks before the accident, I just put $2345 into the transmission, $500 2 weeks before that, and another $500 about a month before that. Thats not to mention the $1000 I put in in 2006. It was a troubled car but with the transmission fixed, it should have been perfect. The other car hit me. I really was at no fault but the other car is a company car. The people driving don't own it. They also don't seem to be American Citizens. Here's my damage, Broken Axels, my tires leaning into the car dramatically, my tire is ripped, the driver door doesn't open, blinker is gone, just severely damage to the quarter panel, ETC I did have some injury, a seat belt burn, back and neck pain. What can I expect from the insurance company? Will they take into account the recent expensive work done on the car? Any ideas? A guess? I had a 99' Hyundai Elantra - now I have scrap metal.""

How can I get affordable health insurance for my mother and I?

I am 22 years old and my mother is 57. While she was working, her job for the state had a very good health insurance which would cover me and her until I turned 25. However, her eye sight has started to go out on her and she could no longer do her job. She now works part time as a vendor for a brand of dog food, as that is the only job she could get in today's economy with her failing health. I am in college with a meager part time job. Medically, there is nothing wrong with me yet, but there have been times earlier this year where I got so sick that I felt like I was going to die, but no hospital or clinic would see me for less than $300, even though I knew I just needed some antibiotics. It's insane. I could not afford that. I am in college partly so that I can graduate, get a good job, and help my mother retire and live in good health. She needs to see a specialist, and at the crappy free hospitals, she has been waiting in line since January, and is not expected to see her doctor until December. I want to try and get us both affordable health care. Her, because she needs to see a doctor more often to have her medicine regulated, and me because whenever I get a viral infection, I don't want to lay in bed for a week until I'm able to buy antibiotics off of the black market. And I don't want this crappy healthcare system to kill my mom while she waits months for treatment she needs now. Does anyone have any idea where I can look?""

Question about newborn insurance coverage under the mother's plan?

With the birth of my first two children, any claims that were submitted to the insurance company for the first 30 days were paid under my plan. After that, I could elect to add them to my policy or not. I had a baby 30 days ago and they're denying his claims. I've called Humana (a new insurance for me since the birth of my first children) and they assured me that the claims for him would be paid, and that they would NOT add him to my policy (he has separate insurance). I was just at Humana's website searching for a provider (for myself) and it appears they've added him and made my deductible of $2,000 go up to $4,000 (family coverage). Is this correct? I thought it was state or federal law or something that newborns are covered under the mother's policy for the first 30 days. Can someone help?""

""If I am 27 and single, do I need to be paying for life insurance?

I have been paying for life insurance for a few years now and I am convinced that I shouldn't be. I do not have any children or plan on any in the next few years. My father says it is so I am locked into a premium. Does that really matter?

Is there such a thing as a joint life insurance plan?

Just wondering if there is such a thing that would cover my spouse and I on one policy. For ex. 20 or 30 year policy for around $150,000.00 where either myself or spouse would ride the policy.""

What happens when you don't have insurance and get stopped in california?

my boyfriend got pulled over in my car last night for speeding , the cop then asked for proof of insurance, we said we had just gotten insurance and did not have the papers, he then cited us for unsafe speed and no proof of insurance. the cop said that we could go to court and show the proof of insurance and that citations would be taken care of but heres the thing the car we were driving really is NOT insured and my boyfriend does not have insurance either...so we don't know what will happen. i am planning on going to get insurance for the car within the next two days will this lessen the fines if we appear with proof of insurance at court even though we got it after we were pulled over""

How much will I get under insurance of my car?

It was a Ford Fiesta SXi, I met with a serious accident & ma whole car was damaged. It was recommended for a replacement as it was of no use. I don't know how much I need to pay now for my car. It was new just 2 months old.""

Do I need to change car insurance?

Right now Im going to school in tampa while my home town is about 2.5/3 hours away. Im currently residing in the dorms on campus but next semester (january) I was going to move into an apartment. I know Ill have to change my drivers license but will I have to change my car insurance policy too? I know one of my classmates did and it went up considerably because of the move to tampa.

Best place to get term life insurance?

Best place to get term life insurance?

How much would yearly insurance cost for a 16 year-old dirver with a mitsubishi eclipse?

How much would yearly insurance cost for a 16 year-old dirver with a mitsubishi eclipse?

""Hit by a person with no car insurance, now what?""

I was rear ended by a kid that has no car insurance. He license was also suspended because of this. I called the police and filed a report with my insurance company. Do I have other options? I feel I should not put out a cent as I was not at fault. I have to pay my deductible and I know my insurance will go up, no matter what they say...""

""Why do all of my friends get cheap car insurance, but not me?""

ok so my problem is, I am currently on a provisional license (in the UK of course) and literally all of my friends that are driving currently are getting insurance for less than 2k a year. (male, 17 years old, living in west cumbria, same as me) and that is with the same cover I am looking at... comprehensive cover as a named driver on a parents car. I have tried everything, even looked at the same cars and the qoutes are still almost double. this does not make sense... why the bloody hell do i have to pay 3500 quid a year for a poxy 500 quid car when all my mates only pay 1500 a year on the same thing!!! my postcode is ca28 by the way, which is a grade c postcode area for insurance, same as my friends. they seem to use aviva, i got a qoute from them, 300 a month, they got 150 a month. even those that have passed their test get cheaper insurance than me. please help. ste""

Wheres the best place to get cheaper car insurance with unspent convictions?

i kind of pissed off a local copper by patronising him infront of his fellow officers causing them to laugh at him making him to feel a considerable amount of resent towards me which then later took its toll two weeks later and he pulled me over and ticketed me for 4 bald tyres which my vehicle was booked for at my garage to have them fitted the following weekend (sods law i know lol) anyhow took it on the chin and resulted gettin a 3 month ban for TT99 (means havin too many points) :'( now i have my licence back its a nightmare tryna get f***ing insurance anywhere, anyone know of any brokers specialising in that sort of thing? anyone know from first hand expirience? (if only id had Hindsight, the day i took the mick out of that copper) :@ Regards, Rub""

""If you're car is stolen, will your insurance rates increase if you are reimbursed by your insurance?""

If you're car is stolen, will your insurance rates increase if you are reimbursed by your insurance?""

What's the insurance for a lamborghini gallardo?

NO! i'm not looking foward on buying one.. Cant afford it. People told me insurance for this car was $1000 a MONTH.. but i asked a couple people with lamborghinis in gas stations ...show more

How much did your car insurance go up after you claimed?

I had a single vehicle accident, my car may be beyond repair and I've no chance of getting my 1st yrs no claims now. How much did yours go up after you claimed?""

Cheap car to insure!?

Im 19 and soon to take my driving test in the UK, I will be 20 when I have done my test, I am taking the automatic test because I want to! , at the minute I have a classic Renault 5 1990 which I love , but I cant rely on it on long journey's because of its age my budget to buy a car is 2000 but im looking at finance aswell , the car has to be a hatch back?? not sure what to get""

Car insurance?

I am trying to get a quote for car insurance, but am a bit stuck. I got my South African licence in 2002 and exchanged it for my UK one October last year. When they ask you how long you have held your licence....do I say 5 years or less than 1 year. Does the South African one count....I really hope so. We drive on the same side of the road and everything. Thanks""

What is the best auto insurance carrier?

Hi everyone. I am shopping for car insurance and want to know the best but most affordable out there. My mother thought to put me on her policy with Progressive and I would pay her for the insurance, but they were going to charge her over $500.00 to do so. My friend has gotten into two accidents and hasn't had to pay nearly that much , and neither did her dad when he put her on his policy.""

""Need advice for buying new car insurance (20 year old, male)?""

Need advice for buying new car insurance. I am 20 year old, male, college student, and 2 tickets...... I need insurance for a new Toyota SUV (4 Runner or FJ Cruiser)""

Cheapest way to get insurance?

I will be getting w car when I am 16 and excuse my lack of knowledge about the technical side of cars, but my plan is to but a 05 plate Astra for 1000 or less which leave me with 1500 to get insurance. If I were to get the cheapest insurance, bearing in mind I will only be doing like 2 miles a day and the car is very small, I would assume it would cost me around 3000. Now, I know about 'fronting' but what if I was put down as MAIN driver for MY car and in put my mum and dad down as named drivers, I would guess it would then cost me around 2200, can anyone tell me if this would work please? And if not why? My parents would pay for tax and Mot and that stuff! Thnx guys""

Halstead Kansas Cheap car insurance quotes zip 67056

Halstead Kansas Cheap car insurance quotes zip 67056

Car insurance?

I ha gotten a speeding ticket like two years ago it was the first ever since I was 18 and now I'm 27.. Paid it.. Will it show on my record when I switch companies? It still hasn't made my current insurance go up but if I switch will it show?

Auto insurance question.?

I was in an accident and my auto insurance has a limit of 5000 medical. I went over the $5000 medical bills. Will my private health insurance cover the overage?

What is the best dental insurances?

By the way i live in California! Hi i am looking for a dental plan for just my child so she can get affordable braces/headgear and also oral surgery! Im really trying to look for a great deal so i don't need to pay very much and it would be great if you could reply fast because she needs to get them hopefully before the break is over! Thanks!

USAA Auto insurance extra monthly bill?

Hi we've been with USAA for over 10 yrs now for our Auto/Recreation insurance company. This month on our bill i noticed our rates went up by 35+ dollars per month. I called and they said nothing has changed in our policy. They told us because the dates our policy renewed we have an extra bill in this cycle. So they had to charge us more so we wouldn't have to pay 2 bills in 1 month. I am so confused it seems like were making an extra payment for nothing. We Pay every month on time , so I'm not sure why we have to pay an extra payment to avoid a double billing. Only thing they could tell me is that it happens to alot of policyholders once or twice in the lifetime of the policy. Seems strange to me. Thanks for your responses!""

Car insurance tips for new drivers?

im 23 and have just passed my test. i live in the uk and im looking for car insurance which is very expensive. i have tried a few companies and made the excees the most it can be but its just too much. just looking for any tips or websites anyone knows of that may help thanks

MemberSelect Auto Insurance?

I have AAA right now and paying way more than I should-when I told them I was switching to progressive they wanted me to check out the quotes from their new insurance company-I have to say they're very competitive but I'm leary of going with a company I've never heard of...anyone a member of MemberSelect who can tell me about their experience?

How much will my car insurance be?

I am a British student going to Florida to university and by the time I get there I will have just ( within the same month ) done my driving test . I am going there without any guardian and will pro ally buy some cheap car . How much will car insurance be. Ps don't just say Through the roof Or give me a link Just a plain simple awnser

Average health insurance annual limit?

How much is the US health insurance annual limit. I'm talking about the amount the insurance company will pay to the healthcare provider. NOT what the customer would pay. IE: I go to the hospital for chest pains with insurance. I pay a deductible (a) and the insurance company pays the rest (b). Most insurance companies have a limit for the amount they will pay towards (b). I need to know what the average limit is. Google is failing me here, but maybe I'm just doing it wrong. Just to be clear: I am looking for a dollar amount not a percentage. I am not interested in what the person pays, just what the company pays. Thank you!""

Contents Insurance. Average Price Roughly??

Not fantastic area, sharing a house. I have usual 20 something stuff (TV, Games Console, Laptop, DVD Player) Rough Price, THANKYOU""

Transferring Car Insurance?

I just re-newed my car insurance but now im purchasing a new car. Is it possible to get the balance of my last insurance payment transferred over to my new car? Or will I have to pay for insurance again in full?

A realistic way for a full time college student to make money.?

This student is a 20 unit UCLA Law major who needs money but can't even work a part-time job. Without inculding college debt, this student needs 1.5k every month(rent, car, gas, food, insurance, utilities). A part-time min-wage job is not an option due to class load and $400-$500 isn't worth negitive effects on performance. Thus, I'm asking for out of the box ideas. No get a job at McDonalds or Spend less money . Those have already been thought of and done.""

Car insurance how much am I going to pay for this?>?

Im wanting to buy a jeep, 200 jeep grand Cherokee its 4X4 and $3999. Its Black with leather seats. Very nice jeep. Id like to get it. Ive had my jeep in my boyfriends, stepdads Garage for almost a Year. They keep putting me off and I just Want to get my own thing. Im tired of borrowing there cars. The jeep I had thats in there shop is an old 1990 cherokee. and its was under my boyfreinds insurance All state. He says its expensive to get my own. I see quotes all over the place. Ive never been in a wreck nor have ever got a speeding ticket. Im responisbile have my own job. Im 23. Every time I bring up the fact that I want to just go to the dealership to get a car. He says Ill pay Alot becuase its a jeep and since its not all paid off I will be paying Alot. Im thinking about getting a loan. Ive got 700 in the bank right now. I dont have any lines of credit. I really need to know how much insurance for Good insurance will it be. I have no clue what anything is with insurance policys or what. Just clue me in. PLease. thanks""

How much would insurance cost for a 16 year old to own a 2002 BMW 330i?

I'm 16 and was wondering how much (about) it would cost for me to insure my 2002 BMW 330i. Doesn't have to be exact because I know there are plenty of factors.. Just ABOUT how much. Additionally, I dont want any answers like oh you'll just crash it. Give me a legit answer.""

Insurance on a Audi tt?

I passed my test September 2013, I am 18 and for the car I currently have my car insurance is 1,250 or so. If I got an Audi tt that was a 2000 plate would the insurance be sky high?""

""I got in a accident, how much will my insurance go up?""

I am 19 years old, i have a completely clean record, no tickets and never been in an accident. I just got in a accident for the first time and it was my fault. I basically went during a red light when i thought it turned green, i had a panic attack and a car that was coming my way hit me. My car is completely fine, just a few scratches and a piece of glass fell out. Her car has dents on the side of her car and looks repairable. Nobodies car was totalled. I have farmers insurance, i am 19 years old and I have a clean record. How much would my insurance go up? also, how does this affect my record and how long would it take to get off my record? Thank you""

""Motorcycle trip in california, suggestions?""

hello fellow rider, I was going to do a trip to mainland mexico (im in cabo, baja), but mainland is kind of dangerous right now, so plan b is california, so I ran into this web site and was thinking of copying one of their tours, could you tell me which one is the best to do, or if you have any suggestions, please let me know, I appreciate your help. ramon bmw r1150gs adv http://www.best-motorcycle-gear.com/guided-motorcycle-tours.html By the way, besides: motorcycle drivers license, registration, visa, insurance, what other thing do I need to drive there?""

""Where can I find cheap, good health insurance?""

I am 22 years old, living in Southern California.""

What's a site I can use to see how much car insurance would be?

I want to see an estimate

Car insurance over 2 years break?

i havent had any car insurance for 2 and half years but if i go back to whom i was insured with will i be able to retieve my no claims discount of 70%

Should I pay my employer to get my insurance license in FL?

Should I pay my employer to get my insurance license in FL? I was recently hired at trajan insurance as a financial professional. They want me to pay $580 to get my insurance license before I even start. The company sells insurance and other financial options to consumers. They werent clear on my pay scale either. The office is located in Tampa, Fl.. Does anyone know anything about this? Please help in anyway you can. thank you""

Cheapest car insurance for 18 year old in NYC.?

I'm 18, I had my license since I turned 18 in december, I have a clean record and my mom wants me to register my car on my name so it can be cheaper for me in a few years.. I don't wanna pay 200$ a month though, when she only pays like 90$ right now.. but I know since i'm young it will be alot. She has a clean driving record also and she's been driving for a long time, so she will also be under my policy.. I know that kinda helps me out a bit. If you know any cheap/good companies, please let me know!!""

Will a ticket for expired license plate or possession of marijuana make my insurance go up in cost?

I got both at one time.

Should I sue Texas for requiring me to buy auto insurance?

After all I'm a good driver, and I'm willing to take your chances that I'll be financially responsible if something unexpected happens. Why should I be forced to take part in the government sponsored mandate to purchase something? What about free enterprise and my freedom to spend or not spend my own hard-earned money? Maybe I could get my case heard by the Supreme Court....""

Is there a cheap auto insurance i can get while i have my learners permit?

Its like you have to have insurance to buy a car, but you have to have the car to take the drivers test. So im really confused, and i need to know if theres protection for me while i have my learners permit?""

Cheapest insurance company?

I want the cheapest no fault insurance for my car, 1994 beretta""

Halstead Kansas Cheap car insurance quotes zip 67056

Halstead Kansas Cheap car insurance quotes zip 67056

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Episode 2 Confessionals

who is bryce and how long has he been on this tribe

so my daughter emma left and im the only one who stood by her side. i still have lexi on my side. hopefully adam, jordan pines (shocking) and jay. im mostly working with jordan and jay bcuz they might know lexi and i are friends. considering i was in the india reuinon chat and kicked from it on and off for weeks. also katie is in this game and i know she's bffls with adam, so i wanna work with him to keep that door open. and katie is also bffs with jordan so ILL GIVE THAT LITTLE PINES BOY A CHANCE

Me forgetting to make a confessional doesn't surprise me. Anyway I got an advantage from the wishing well thing and I'm shook that it worked to get half the tribe on call

I think I made a pretty good connection with Chris, especially based on the fact that we are in 2 orgs together. I would like to align with one more person and make it an alliance of 3, so when I get the chance to talk to Chris, that could hopefully be set up. I want to be a bit more straightforward with my goals in this org unlike in some of the previous ones I have played recently. I've been waiting for someone to come to me but maybe if I go to a couple people, they will respect and trust me more because I want to align with them. It worked well with Chris. Also everyone listen to this goddess sing: 

So, usually i don't make confessionals, because thats lame, but my boy RTP needs them. So what can I say, I'm a giver. Anyways round 1 is fine. I have a few different alliances, each sort of mixing with the other. I got a 1 on 1 of me and adam. I got a 3 person one of me Luke and Jay. And I think I am working with Ryan and Willa. Separately of course. Anyways i'm not too worried about going home. I just hope we win shit soon.

Okay fake friends!! No one though to inform me about the idol map thing JKDSFJK. I don't even quiet get it AAAAAAAA. I searched somewhere but don't think I got a response so I think I'm wrong. Also we won the first challenge yay!! I'm really scared to go to tribal b/c I don't think I'm in a majority. I want to make an alliance with like carson, charlotte, zachary, katie but I think its too soon??? But that's what people who wait to long say so idk SDDSHFSf. Taylor Swift's new song came out earlier and its so good. Its also everywhere??? Like on so many promotional things and ads shes really getting her business. The reward challenge is usually something I'd like but I finally fixed my sleeping schedule and its about to get ruined again probably. I'm so tired but I want to win. The wishing well is also strange. I didn't get chosen this time and no one told me they did either so yikes :s! Here's hoping things look less grim.

okay i really like carson. he's really fun and probably the person im closest with. I want to work with as well, Willow. she's a queen! WOO ill make a longer one soon i promise

Congrats to me for not being the first boot. That'll have to do for my first confessional I'll do a real one later Ryan please don't yell at me.

I GET SLEEP YES. Sad I didn't get it but tbh idc. I am SO tired and now I don't have to stay up. Gonna finis the Great British Bake Off episode I'm on and them I'll be counting sheep! Hope my tribe wins <3

I dreamed a dream that I searched for the idol apparently. BECAUSE I DIDN'T ACTUALLY DSFJKSFKJFK. I don't understand why I'm like this but I'm cracking up and apparently imagining I searched Churup HSFJKDFsKJF

Just occured to me that hosts see these live not at the end of the season so now I'm extra embarrassed SJDKFS

I love how we're doing every challenge I hate!!! We won reward tho and got another shot at the wishing well but I didn't find anything again lol. I am stressed for this challenge but hope their teams just like talks or something and gets kicked.

heyyyy im back! after we won immunity (bless), i kinda just.. .stopped talking to ppl but everyone else stopped talking so its fine and idc! emma got voted out and im PRETTY sure i dont know them so idc. i know willa so im happy they stayed over emma. then came the reward, where ryan slung a ball we had to catch it to open treasure chests, and we dominated ! (well not we, but the rest of my tribe), they got 4/6 balls and charlotte managed to open the chest so we won reward and a visit to the wishing well! at the wishing well, i chose #9 bc... it SPOKE to me, and... [9:15:58 AM] Ryan Palmer: Congratulations! You have earned yourself a task from the well. Once you complete this task to the hosts appeasement you may earn a special reward. This task may put you at risk if you complete it so make sure to cover all of your bases. The next Immunity Challenge will be one where you have to earn points as individuals for your tribe. Your task is to make sure you do not earn any points for your tribe, you must earn 0 points. In addition to that there will be a rule about talking in the chat, right after your tribe has earned points you need to post a comment of celebration in the chat. You may write whatever you want, but you will then be removed from the chat. If you complete this task during the Immunity Challenge then you will earn a special reward. If you do not complete this task you will earn nothing. [9:16:02 AM] carson: SDJKSDJKSDJKSDJK [9:16:11 AM] carson: Me being one of the onl;y people to not do anything during the Reward [9:16:12 AM] carson: BYE [9:16:34 AM] carson: Also Ryan ur giving me All Stars teas.... [9:16:37 AM] carson: *cvc [9:16:40 AM] carson: I literally [9:16:43 AM] carson: SFJKSDKSDJK GOD I HATE THISSSS [9:16:47 AM] Ryan Palmer: :) [9:16:52 AM] carson: THis is literally the Same as CvC SO i HAVE AN ADVANTAGE CLUE... and the challenge is one of the task challenges and these are my favorite types of challenges and im rlly mad i dont get to play!!! this reward BETTER be good... (also me not helping in the challenge, but still getting the reward sdlsks) and im having flashbacks from failing this kinda clue in challengers vs champions, so i wanna redeem myself and get the advantage! im still gonna try and fake like im doing it, by answering questions wrong etc, but then ill randomly celebrate in the wrong chat accidentally (while we'rei n the lead bc im not gonna try and lose this SDjksdkj) !! hopefully it goes well and im not exposed and we dont lose immunity. also, nor eal updates on this tribe. chris barely talks which im assuming is bc hes busy but still!!! idk who to work with, so i guess ill wait for a tribal?? kinda wanna get an alliance together soon though idk

Im gonna be bomb at this comp n here is why eg. Q: who won Bahamas? A: *me in 0.2sec* Zach won Bahamas!!!! Yes I submitted this as a VLconf too don't @me...

I'm good at puzzles??? But I'm not I guess DSFKJSF

My ADD made it almost impossible to keep up with this high speed challenge so I kept /leave on my message box the whole time hoping it would become an option to get points... man I'm a smarty pants and also now I get to sleep!

I am so stressed for tribal. I think I have something good with Carson and Zachary but I still need two votes hopefully Willow and Charlotte vote with me and we can do Eric or Chris. Chris doesn't respond to my messages ever so I'd prefer to do that honestly but idk I am just hoping it works out

Willow told me she heard Chris's name and im like "HELLL NAW IM NOT VOTING CHRIS BAI." I need Willow, and I need Chris, and there is no way either of us 3 are going to go this tribal.

So I talked to Willow and she's like "my two top allies blah blah blah. Anonymous blah blah blah" and I'm thinking to myself, "Why would you tell me that someone other than me is your top ally. You could of had me sold if you said I was your only top ally." Now I know there is someone you might keep over me." And I have strong suspicions that her top ally that isn't me is 1 of these 3: Katie, Carson, Charlotte. Either way, I am going to remember what Willow said if we are ever in merge together and I need to think about saving her or someone else, especially if one of these suspicions are in merge with us.

SO WE WON IMMUNITY! Even without help from Jay, Lexi and Willa the rest of us killed the challenge and took home immunity. I'm so happy that we won immunity because Willa was looking like he'd be the  next person to go and I kind of don't want that? I know it puts me in a pretty precarious spot with my alliance since they agreed it's probably best if Willa leaves next. If I can't save Willa at all then I'll vote him out but if I can save him that would be GREAT for me. I want to get closer to Ryan and Adam. Adam and I talked during the first tribal council and we're both pretty straight forward thinkers and know what's best for the tribe so I'm interested with working with him. Ryan is someone who I really want to work with and he's close with Lexi which means I might have to vote her out so that he'll fully trust me?? Idk we'll see. I've been thinking about what Ulta will do at tribal because if a winner from that tribe ends up leaving and then we swap and I end up on an Ulta dominated tribe...that's bad news for me. 

So I think I'll get at least one vote here. But I feel good with my alliance that they'll have my back. I trust carson the most, then charlotte, then zachary, but I trust them all so that's good.  I think  Willow and Eric are together but I don't think they'll be able to get chris and Katie on their side. Willow wanting chris is also pretty bad so idk I think I'm safe at least I hope so cuz I'm really starting to enjoy the cast and season!! Should be a 7-1 or 6-2 or 6-1-1 vote hopefully and then 4-4 at worst

we;ll.... we lost badly!! AND I DIDNT GET MY REWARD FROM WISHING WELL BC WE FLOPPED TOO MUCH... but that dont matter, tribals more important, and chris was the plan to go... UNTIL!!! today, eric told chris that chris was going and if he wanted to stay to vote out bryce. like??? What kinda crackedt world do you live in where u threaten someone to vote someone so they  can stay SDJHDSJ (also returnee alliance made between me/zach/charlotte/bryce YES.) so... chris snitched (king) eric out and so we want eric out now... bc hes playing way too hard. NOW HE WANTS TO VOTE CHARLOTTE OUT TOO WHICH>>> SDKJSDKJ. i see why he went premerge so many times right now. like... if you try something over and over, and it doesn't work. take another LOOK!! but whatever i could be getting bamboozled but the plan is to get out eric bc he blew up his game by scrambling with little numbers, and withholding info (like telling bryce that he should vote charlotte and he couldnt tell him why but hed give him 3 rounds of safety DSJKSJK...) hopefully im not being dumb and im actually right. (also im actually... strategizing and forming social bonds oh wow! survivor is actually fun when you play it.) lets pray for no blindside of me or anyone... and lets get through this! http://photos.costume-works.com/full/furby.jpg

i just heard carsons voice on live tribal council and like i knew he was in high school but omg he sounds like such a smol baby and i need to protect him