#me: ...ok man. little weird but i'm familiar with a guy running away from his problems good for you

[good--merits-accumulated]

atlantic city is sooooooo sexy for that building sense of lyrical dread throughout the entire thing

[metalotaku-da]

Dcxdp Danny phantom and klarion are friends.

Danny as the ghost king who loves to prank loves teaching a younger appearance klarion all kinds of fun gags and tricks of magical nature. It's like the younger sibling he always wanted. And is a nice break from some of his royal duties. But things have been a little busier than usual they haven't gotten to really get out and have fun. Danny is 30 looks 20. Klarion is looking 14. But in the thousands for age.

Klarion is bored and upset. He wants time with Danny to himself. No interruption from clockwork or the eternal. Other ghosts. No one. It's not fair. He needs a plan to sneak Danny out of the infinite realm, hide him and not be the fall guy when they get caught. Because it's clockwork they will be caught it's the when. He needs someone else to do the summoning work. But who and how.

He lands on John Constantine. Clockwork doesn't like him much. And Danny inherited all the old kings claims. So he be able use that if things got dicey. And klarion is not a fan either of the jerk. To buddy buddy with nabou. So he has a fall guy to blame for the summoning. Just needs to setup a prank so good that John thinks he has no choice but to summon someone who could destroy the world.

Takes him a week to land on act like I'm gonna do it so he has to first. Easy. And he can brag to a bunch of villains to really drive the urgency. Perfect.

Plan worked like a charm. Maybe to good though. John got a bunch of heroes to help. No good no good. John is lieing to his super jerk friends. Klarion can see the seal. It will make Danny weaker and lock him to the jerk like a dog on a leash. Not to the artifact he said they could lock him away with. He's gotta fix this quick. He drops in the pawns he recruited to distract. While discreetly changing the ruin on the summoning without mucking it up so it doesn't work. All while fighting zantana, and racing the circle lighting up.

The summoning is completed. But something obviously went very very wrong. Klarion has teakle distract zantana while he goes over the summoning again to see what he shifted. Oopsie. The ruin for shrinking power turned to shrinking age. But thats ok. It can be fixed later. Maybe. Probably. He didn't get the teather changed before it set. But that's an easy fix by killing Constantine. But his friend is here. And now they can really play. So it's all good. Klarion is ecstatic. So much so teakle runs to him as he shrinks causing one of the supers to over swing on an attack on his familiar.

But Danny needs a minute. As he blinks wearily on his feet. Rubbing at his face. Ugh summoning. He hates summoning. And this had to be a strong one. Because he couldn't resist like most of them. Whatever once the brain fog clears he'll be good and can really give the jerks who did a real stern talking to. Or maybe he'll scare them. That sounds better. Standing infront of him is a blonde man looking like a dirty drunk cop dective from TV. Who is gapping at him as a cigarette burns on the ground at his feet. This guy has to be like a gaint too cause Danny has to really crane his head back to look up at his face. There is a bunch of commotion going on but he's to focuses on this weird feeling he has towards this weirdo. Who seems like he's confused. Maybe it was an accident. Whatever. Danny still isn't happy. He puts his hands on his hips. "Hey jerk face! What do you think your doing?" Then Danny's eyes went wide. "Oh by the ancients is that my voice! What's wrong with my voice!" Danny now clutched his throat before waving his arms wildly at the creepy man. "What did you to me you weirdo! I sound like a baby!"

"It a bloody fucking child."

"It's bad to cuss infront of kids Constantine." Someone else says outside the circle.

Danny's head snaps their direction. Danny's eyes widen as he puts his hand into view looking at himself panic taking over and he looks around at all these tall people looking at him or fighting. He opens his mouth to scream in fear or frustration he doesn't know till he hears a voice he recognizes.

"Don't wail, don't wail!" Danny closes his mouth and looks around for the source.

"Klarion?"

"Sorry my bad. I messed up change the circle so it wouldn't weaken you. And well oopsie " klarion rushed into the circle hugging little Danny tight. "But you are here. So now we can play." Klarion gasped as he pulled back from Danny. "I can be the big brother now!"

"Noooooo, klarion I was already a little brother. I wanted to be a big brother more." Danny whined. His white hair flopping over as he rolled his head in complaint.

"To bad. I'm the big brother now. We are gonna have so much fun. You just have to get rid of this looser so we can go do our thing." Klarion gestured towards Constantine.

[the-evil-lovable-simp]

Sideshow Bob x Vampyre Reader

(wwdits)

You were in the store, on your own since your familiar was too scared to leave his house. He said something about some guy, called Sideshow Bob being released a few days ago. He's scared of him killing him, which is preposterous, if anyone were to threaten you or him you'd kill them, or at the very least scare them away. You looked at the products in front of you, without the boy here how were you supposed to know what these things properly were? Bart's dad, Homer, had asked you to go get Duff, or whatever the hell that means. You see someone you think works here.

"Errr, excuse me, do you happen to know what duff is and of its whereabouts?" You asked the scrawny 19-year-old, he turned looking at you.

"Um, if I'm remembering correctly, I think it's on the 11th aisle," he replied.

"Why thank you," and then you quickly disappeared around the corner, looking for the 11th aisle. When you finally got there you looked around and spotted cans that said duff on them. As you grabbed them some teenagers walked past.

"Hey, it's not Halloween, loser!" You turned to face them.

"And good evening to you too, my young fellows!" You said, they gave you weird looks and walked off. You looked back down at the cans in your hands, whilst doing so you could sense someone looking at you. Thinking it were the teenagers again you snapped your head up in that direction. You made eye contact with a man, who was most certainly not the teenagers. He smiled nervously not wanting you to recognise him from the news. Now you got a good look at him, you noticed his hair was shaped like a palm tree, a maroon one. Your eyes scanned down the man, he had a blue shirt on with a bit of a round middle, your eyes scanned lower to his beige pants, and then your eyes lingered on his shoes, in all your time you had never seen feet that size. You were cut from your thoughts as the man started walking towards you and talking. He didn't want you to figure out who he was, little did he know you don't look at the news. "Don't listen to them, I like your costume," he said smoothly. You looked at yourself then back at the man in front of you.

"What costume?" you asked confused. The man looked dumbfounded.

"I-I-I duh um," but before he could explain himself he could hear a phone ringing. You got it out of your pocket once you finally found it, answering it it was Homer.

"Heeeeellllooooooooo," you said strangely.

"Have you got my beer yet?" Homer whined on the other end.

"Oh! oh yes! The cans with liquid inside" you said waving the duff around, whilst Bob stared at you.

"Just hurry up already!" Homer cried like a baby on the other side.

"Ok ok" You sighed, you looked back up at Bob.

"Goodbye palm tree man," you waved to him as you walked away, leaving Bob to wonder what had just happened.

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You walked past the Flanders' house and saw Ned waving at you from the window, you felt uneasy, you could feel all the crosses and religious stuff in that house, you ran away and got to the Simpsons' house. You had already been invited into this house before, so you formed into vapor and seeped underneath the door.

"I'm back!" you yelled, Homer came running.

"Heeeeeyyy...how did you get in-*gasp* Beer!" He then suddenly went sour.

"Only six!" He grabbed the beer off you and walked back to the couch. You then went up the stairs, walking to Bart's room. You opened the door to get hit in the head with a rock, that had been fired with a slingshot. It didn't faze you, it practically did nothing.

"Oh it's you, I thought you were Sideshow Bob, sorry" Bart sat back down on his bed looking sad.

"S'fine," you said in a monotone voice, you smiled ruffling his hair.

"Get some rest kiddo," Bart giggled. After Bart had finally fallen asleep you went to the window to watch stars slowly move across the sky, you were also waiting for it to be morning, your bedtime.

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You climbed out of the coffin you and Bart had disguised as a toy box. It was finally the start of the night. You walked up to Bart's window and opened it quietly, and tried your best to quietly close it. Once that was done with you transformed into a bat. You flew all the way to the park. You found a spot you wanted to land and transformed back and landed on your feet.

You calmly walked down the path, but your lovely stroll was soon rudely interrupted. A man in a hoody had walked up to you with a gun.

"Give me your wallet!" he shouted, you stared at him, waiting for him to correct his mistake.

"If you continue, you will regret this," you said emotionless.

"GIVE ME YOUR FUCKI-" You cut him off, grabbing his throat, and you shoved him into the grass, he shot you in reflex and it didn't really do anything, there was blood but it healed quite quickly. You showed your teeth and sunk them into the man's neck, draining his whole blood supply and discarding his body. His blood didn't even taste very nice. You started walking again, while you were walking you noticed a figure ahead of you. As you got closer you realised it was the man from the store. You quietly snuck up behind him.

"Fancy seeing you here," you said startling him since he didn't know anyone was there. He turned around

"It's you from the shop, you called me Palm Tree Man," he said recognising you.

"Well, I don't really know your name," you said childishly.

"Robert," he said thankful that someone doesn't know him as a criminal.

"Sooooooo, what are you doing out this late?" you asked, he was taken aback.

"I-um I like walking at night, you?" continuing the conversation.

"I just had my breakfast!" You said happily.

"ch-bu-h-what? Breakfast?!" He asked, not sure if he heard correctly.

"Yup" You answered starting to walk again, he started walking with you. That's when he noticed the bullet hole in your clothes and the blood on your shirt.

"Oh my! Are you alright?" he questioned concerned, you looked down.

"Huh? Oh! Yeah, it's nothing" You smiled walking backwards. Bob knew it was most certainly not nothing but he didn't push because he'd only just met you he doesn't want to scare you away. You were enjoying talking to this man, you kept walking until he had stepped on a rake, he flinched closing his eyes waiting for it to smack him in the face and for the pain, but it never came. He opened one eye and saw that you had quickly grabbed the rake before it could hit him. He looked at you, your face looked so, angry. All of a sudden you were happy again and flung the rake into the sky and it disappeared. Bob watched in awe as it didn't seem to come back down.

[call-me-a-simp]

Heal My Wounds

At Finn's (Part 23)

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Tw: physical and sexual abuse, toxic relationship, selfharm, eating disorder

Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.

You wake up to an empty bed next to you. Hm, maybe she's already in the kitchen making breakfast, not that it would be anything new. You think.

But as you walk into the kitchen it's also empty. You search the whole apartment for your girlfriend but she's nowhere to be seen.

Strange, she usually doesn't leave without letting me know. Even if I'm asleep.

You decide to call her but she doesn't respond. You try Dominik's number but again, just the mailbox.

Ugh I hate you guys. You make your way back into the kitchen and prepare a bowl of cereal to eat on the couch.

After you're done, you decide to try Damian's number.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is y/n who am I speaking to?"

"Oh sorry, here's Finn, Damian's not there right now"

"Why d'you have his phone?"

"Funny story, but after we dropped you two off yesterday we decided to stay at my place"

"Hmm okay, is Dom nearby?"

"Nope, also out"

You sigh, "can you come pick me up then? I don't know where everyone is and it kinda makes me a little uncomfortable"

"Sure, give me fifteen minutes" Finn responds and hangs up.

Great, the only one to pick up was Finn. It's better than no one but you two never talked really much so you barely knew him.

You take a quick shower and are about to do your hair when the doorbell rings. You quickly finish your look and open the door for Finn.

"Hey, glad you're here" you say with a relieved smile. "Sure, no problem. Do you want to stay here or come to my place? We could play some video games there to pass time" he shrugs.

"Ye let's do that" you say, put on some shoes and follow him to the car. You get in on the passengers side and it's actually just a ten minute drive.

You arrive at his flat, it's bigger than Rhea's, with a beautiful front garden. You follow him to the door which he holds open for you to step in.

"Get comfy" Finn says and points to, what you suppose is, the living room. "Do you want anything to drink?" "No thanks, I'm good" you reply and shyly smile at him.

"Ok then" he shrugs and leads you over to the couch with a huge flat screen and a playstation in front. "Have you ever played WWE 2k23?" he asks.

"Nope, never heard of it" you shake your head and sit down. "Alright, then you're gonna learn it now" he says and hands you a controller.

You play for a while until you decide to ask him again about Rhea and the others. "Do you really not know where they went? Rhea told me yesterday she would have a surprise for me in the evening"

Finn chuckles "Actually I do know but I'm not allowed to tell you" you huff "How mean" and act like you're offended.

He just laughs and you punch his arm "Hey" he laughs even more. "Ugh you're such an idiot, you know that?" "I'm the only one who can keep promises that why I needed to stay here with you" he shrugs.

"oh boy, okay.. Can I use the restroom real quick? " you randomly throw in. You needed some alone time now. "sure, down the hallway, second door on the right. But you aren't mad at me now, are you?" Finn asks a little concerned.

"no, no its fine I just.. Nevermind" you quickly respond and walk away. You lock the bathroom door behind you and sink to the ground with your back against the door.

You call Rhea again and to your surprise she actually answers this time.

"hey sweetie, what's up? Sorry for just leaving you without saying goodbye"

You can tell by her voice that she really is sorry.

"hey, I don't know, can't quite interpret my feelings right now"

"oh honey I'm so sorry, I really should have told you. How is it with Finn? Everything alright?"

"ye it's okay.. I miss you.."

"i miss you too but I promise my surprise is worth the wait"

Although you can't see her you're sure she smirked while saying that.

"when will you come back?"

"at around seven, but I gotta hang up now, still some things left to do"

"okay, love you, bye"

"byee, love you more"

You lean your head back against the door and smile at her words.

"you okay in there?" you hear Finn knock and ask. "ye I'm fine, be right back" you reply and get up to actually use the toilet before returning.

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Okay guys, I'm sorry, you gotta wait for part 24 to see the surprise. But I promise it'll be there this time!

Taglist:@babybatlover @legit9thlunaticwarrior @thatonepansexual2000 @nox-fire

[honeybeewhereartthee]

PINK KKOMAS 161

Spoilers for my stories

"here you go." Bee gives the lollipop to the smoll bean who look at the candy and back to the fae. "If... If you think you can poison me? You thought wrong!' with a huff and puff the little fellow accept the candy and start to eats it.

As he did so, bee watch the smoll bean in deep thought before he knows it. He start to style the little untrusting of other creature hair into a space bun and put hair pin that you want to put on his hair before (which he refuse cause it's not his style) and look at the final product.

"your... Weird sicko." The little gremlin said to him while nomming his candy. He did not do anything when his hair is being style it's not like his being harm in any form.

"you have some nasty words for a small creature like you." Bee boop the nose of the said creature who give him a look. "I'm not smoll cause I want too." The smoll bean pointed out with the big lollipop pointed at Bee like a staff. "I'm just being in first stage of cycle..." He start to nom his candy again and went to ignore bee the whole time.

He remembers waking up in the hands of a guy with grey hair and blue eyes staring at him coldly. But it become warm in split of seconds.

"welcome back to the twisted world, Kohaku." The stranger says as he was dress into a onesie and carried out by him. "Don't do anything stupid again. Ok?" He added as he passes the hallway while carrying the little bean.

"You make everyone worry... Besides, you shouldn't try doing such dangerous thing just because of broken heart...again." he wonder why the stranger eyes seems to be cold and dull when he said the last sentence but it become bright again when the door open, and he saw five people waiting for them.

They all look relief in their own way when they saw him in the hands of the stranger before long the red haired who seems to be one of the different cloth from other beside the the tall fellow with brown hair run toward them and scope him up.

"Marvelous! Thank God your ok." Even through he doesn't know the person he seems to be familiar with him. "Your so cute. I hope you'll stay as cute as you are!" The white king says with a smile

"heh. And be bullied next battle royale? Hell no! Blood going to grow up to his original self and beat your ass." The the brighter red haired with blue eyes pointed out as he snatch the little bean away and chuckle as he look at him.

"You look so harmless in this form. Here have a gun." Said the red haired while giving a gun to the small bean who look at him with sparkling eyes.

"Rinne!" The grey haired from earlier nags the other. "Silly grey. I'm red. Who is Rinne?' sticking out his tongue the man called red corrected Grey.

"my, if your giving blood a weapon you should give him more option to choice from." The white king says as he pull out a suit case full of weapons. "Now little blood choice which one you like! Nevermind that? Have all of it!" With sparkling eyes he give the weapon to the little bean but the little bean can only carry a gun with him. He is but a dumpling too tiny to bring more.

As everyone having their silly fun about spoiling the reset of blood, they all suddenly stop as the moment Bee gain the gift The 4th reset, blood gives him as his farewell gift that shook the mansion for a moment.

It felt like Blood in his prime but it's coming from different direction. Blue eyes widen when he realize the illusion he place the intruder in have been removed and they all now In the garden. At that moment in that room that seems to deem lit, a dark chuckle can be heard as they realize that blood did something absorb yet very interesting. How very intriguing and interesting!

The little bean who felt the scary power suddenly remember whats his rule and role but as he think that he was teleported in the garden, before him is tall figures looking down at him. One of them seems familiar, something felt like his yet not. His instinct takes over as held his gun given to him.

He is the owner of this place and no one else. Intruder are not allowed! 'he thinks as he wish to go back to the people that welcome him but he was kidnapped by the thief who stolen something from him. Who is called Bee. As a lord of a domain, he will get it back. And return home.

[jennawynn]

Chronotrek: Strange New Worlds Part 1

I've now finished Enterprise and Discover seasons 1 and 2, as well as all the Short Treks up to Children of Mars.

For those of you who are just finding this (sorry for invading your SNW tag), when I started this 'project', I had only seen a handful of episodes of ANY Trek content and the JJ Abrams movies. I decided to watch all the Star Trek canon in in-universe chronological order. Well, simplified. I watch typically while I'm working, so not only might I miss a few things when I get focused, but I also can't just switch episodes on the fly, so I'm only switching at the ends of seasons. No "this episode had time travel and they went back 300 years, so it should be between these two episodes of a different show" stuff. But I am splitting Disco at the end of season 2 so I've finished Season 2 and will pick up 3 after I finish ALL THE REST OF TREK :scream:

You can follow me on this journey (or block it) with the tag #chronotrek.

Ok! On to Strange New Worlds Season 1!

Interesting intro... retro but modern, very colorful (like they said their uniforms were when Pike was introduced on Disco 2x1 :joy:)

Tell me Number One never has a name. I think that was an excellent running gag.

Pike looks like Chris Pine with that beard. I thought that was the former Admiral Cromwell until they showed her face, like it was a flashback. I don't actually know what the dates of everything are, so the date flashing on the screen means nothing. lol

I thought she looked a little familiar, but did not recognize Melanie Scrofano.

At first I thought it was flashing all the way back to Archer's dad and the warp engine. That was in Montana too, right? Were Pike and Archer both horse guys from Montana or am I confusing the two?

Aww Spock guessed right, her name IS Una. Which... is number one :Joy: omg I thought I wouldn't like her being named but the name is a PUN?? I take it back.

Shuttle Stamets?? They named a shuttle after him?

So I guess they retconned the last tiny bit of Disco season 2? Where Spock shows up without a beard and they go off doing things.

And a ship named for Archer.

Mentions of Lt Kirk along with Uhura on the bridge... I know those names.

That should be 'you have the conn' not the comm. >.>

So Pike is scared of what he saw in the time crystal. Not issues with the Discovery 'disappearance.'

Jumping right to the 'another civilization is following the same kind of historical story beats' so we're going down to Alien!World War II or Alien!Civil War Part 2.

Spock looks like Cumberbatch :joy:

lmao using footage from Jan 6 as documentation of the beginning of WW3.

Now there's black side panels to the women's uniforms that look like dress tunics instead of shirts? And Kirk is Samuel, not Jim? idk who Sam is.

Episode 2 Children of the Comet

Shades of Hoshi Sato there- the comms officer who knows way too many languages and is afraid of away missions. It's weird because I know that Uhura is an OG character, so Hoshi came after her, but this show is after Enterprise (and I haven't seen OG Trek) so to me, she's Sato II not the other way around.

Why would you take a man's helmet off after a blow? One, you're wearing the helmets for a reason. Can you breathe? Two, if he had a head or neck injury the helmet could be the only thing keeping him from getting injured even worse.

She has a pretty voice.

I mean... the comet _let them go_ shouldn't the Shepherds respect that?

There is a reason things like 150 and 180 are said 'one-five-oh' or 'one-eight-zero' and not one-fifty or one-eighty. It could cause miscommunication, confusing it for 115/118.

"Maybe don't judge our faith next time." Pike's smirk saying 'we made your god change its mind.' ...so then they explain how the comet is precognitive? It is fate and not science? That seems antithetical to Trek? I thought science was the god Trek worshipped.

I don't like Spock's little curls on the ends of his sideburns.

Episode 3

Yet another reason that the highest level officers shouldn't be on away teams- when someone gets infected with something at impairs their decision making and such who is in charge of the ship, bad things can happen.

Oooh what's M'benga hiding?

Number One has a last name too? And not just one but two!

She just fuckin' carries a full grown man over her shoulder like it's nothing. That's a dummy :joy: Why she so strong? Oh, the strength is even remarked on by the nurse. It's A Thing. She's not human? And nobody knew that? I feel like that would have been a thing noticed in all the many times Starfleet surely scans you. Like... species _has_ to be a thing that they know for medical reasons.

Rukiya means 'she rises up' in Swahili. I used that name for an NPC trans princess in my D&D game. She's The Chosen One.

[twsted-princess]

∅ with possibly Vincent and Prometheus with Alice and Lilith!

Sorry I'm so late and adding them togther but here you go!! (picrews linked here, here, here and here)

"Lady Alice and lady Lilith, yes I wot of 'em. Both are whom are students with mine father. Though mine knowledge is reasonable shore I wot they're both admired for their beauty and mind. Lady Lilith is interested 'i fuana thou say? Hmm, haply i may hast seen her yet mine remembrance is flickering."

"AAAH!!! O- Oh it's just you. For the love of everything good don't do that- huh? My thoughts on Miss Darius and Miss Winchester? You know I'm a busy man I'm not that familiar with them! Wha- no I'm not scared of them! What makes you think I would be! 'You always run away from Alice so...' Ok listen to me and don't tell anyone........but they're terrifying. I want nothing to do with them. They get me the creeps."

"How do I know Ellis? Well......I met her through Melanie. Her highness and El are dorm mates, I was visiting her one time with Hermes and I saw her getting hauled away by one of those weirdo twins. I think Floyd's his name? Apparently Azul had work for her and she was skipping so the guy was bringing her back. I thought she was a little odd but then I met her properly in town......she was still weird but she's nice. Swears worser then a sailor though, hope she's not doing that in front of Melanie...."

"Ellis? Yeah I remember how we met. I was cleaning and Crowley had brought her in the Ramshackle, saying she was new student from another world like me. Turns out she's from America and was shocked that I was a queen. We spent the entire day talking, I didn't get any work done but she was so sweet. She really is a wonderful friend but......I think her might kill Ace one of these days."

[svtdarlingbby]

Seventeen reacts to their s/o's cat hating them

Ok I just randomly had this idea and have to write it down lol! hope you guys enjoy, I had a lot of fun writing this

Seungcheol:

when your cat hissed and ran away from him he felt almost hurt omg

"What did I do wrong??"

wants to give your cat some space but also wants to befriend it asap

gets scratched

takes that as a hint to not bother the cat

when you two are cuddling on the couch the cat will scratch him just for being too close to you

"WHAT DID I EVEN DO??"

since then he side-eyes the cat every time he sees it but still loves them because he knows your cat just wants the best for you lol

Jeonghan:

as soon as he walked into your place, your cat gave him an angry meow

tbh Jeonghan was just amused at how angry your little cat sounded

"Wow Y/N, it sounds just like you when you're angry"

that earned him a playful smack from you

makes weird faces at the cat whenever its around for some reason

"Stop bothering the cat Jeonghan!"

"What? It's giving me a look..."

your cat has just been staring him down since he's arrived lol

eventually he warms up to the cat

but the cat still doesn't like him lol

your cat goes as far as attacking Jeonghan's leg but Jeonghan simply lets it attack him

"If this makes it feel powerful then who am I to take that power away?" he says as the cat continues to grab his leg lol

Joshua:

he looks forward to meeting your cat ever since you told him about it

but as soon as they lock eyes with one another your cat runs away

"Noooo where are you going?" he asks as he looks for the cat

this makes the cat hide even more

basically your shy cat will not be out in the open if Joshua is present

"Y/N, pretend I'm about to leave and let's see if the cat will come out."

"Josh, do you really think you can fool my cat?"

you guys try out his plan but your shy cat can still smell his presence

he feels bummed initially that your cat won't warm up to him

but eventually he turns it into a joke

"Here's Joshy!" he'd yell whenever he'd come over causing the cat to run away

honestly your cat actually appreciates the warning sign to hide

Jun:

I just know this man will be hurt and offended when your cat doesn't like him

will do ANYTHING just to pet your cat

doesn't care if he's scratched, hissed at, or bit

just wants your cat's love okay

"Y/N whyyy does it hate me??" he'd sulk :(

"Maybe you smell weird"

uses that as an excuse to cuddle so your cat will be more familiar with his scent lol slick

ofc you agree haha but still it doesn't work your cat still hates him

eventually sorta gets over it but still wants to one up the cat for jokes

"Okay (cat's name), you win, but just so you know, Y/N loves me more!"

Hoshi:

seeing as this man literally thinks he's a tiger, he thinks he and your cat will be the best of buddies

he was dead wrong

as he tried to pet your cat he was given a scratch in return

acts all dramatic and sulky

"Y/N it scratched me" he sulked as he showed you the new scratch on his hand

you feel bad so you baby Soonyoung and give him a bandage and a kiss

Soonyoung still didn't learn his lesson to back off

constantly annoys your cat omg he can't take a hint

it kind of becomes a playful game at this point

you cat tries to attack him and he attempts to dodge

at this point you learn that cats can beat tigers lol

Wonwoo:

oh boy

prepare for this man to be the sulkiest baby when your cat doesn't like him

we all know how much Wonu loves cats and seeing your cat hate him makes him feel all the emotions

he feels offended, hurt, betrayed even but internalizes those feelings lol

he tries to get your cat to like him with new toys and treats but he got no love in return

sometimes you'd just be cuddling and he'd go

"Y/N why does (cat's name) hate me?"

honestly you have no answer

despite this, throughout your relationship Wonwoo will keep doing anything to win your cat's love, even if he gets hissed at :,)

Woozi:

tbh he totally understands where your cat is coming from when it hissed and ran away from him

he won't tell you he feels slightly hurt tho

tries to play it cool

"Oh (cat's name), nice to-"

*cat hisses and runs away and hides

"...not see you."

his reaction just makes you laugh

you're low-key kinda glad your cat doesn't like him

because that means Jihoon will pay more attention to you lol

DK:

he's always been more of a dog person, but mannnn was he smiling thru the pain when your cat tried to smack him

kinda taken aback at first cause animals usually love him

but then he's worried if he did something wrong

"Oh my gosh Y/N did I scare your cat?? I am so sorry I-"

"Seokmin all you did was just stand there"

you explained to him your cat takes time warming up to people

surprisingly gives your cat enough space

but your cat is a little evil and stares him down constantly

ESPECIALLY when Seokmin is a little too close

he's lowkey more scared to be near you around your cat than your parents!

Mingyu:

another dog person, is absolutely offended when your cat tries to claw at his beautiful face

"DID YOU SEE THAT Y/N??"

since that day forward, your cat and Mingyu have developed a love hate relationship

Mingyu loves that you love your cat and loves the way your cat curls up to you

he's also super jealous of the fact that a goddamn CAT is stealing you from him

he'll playfully stick his tongue out at your cat whenever it comes into the room

you once asked him why he did this

"idk I'm establishing dominance or something"

Minghao:

animals and babies love this guy so when Hao finds out that your cat of all animals hates him he is BAFFLED

wonders where he went wrong when your cat hissed at him

lowkey really hurt aw

googles how to befriend a cat and tries all the steps but your cat is too busy being a hater

after nothing works, he tries to brush it off like he doesn't care

"Fine then (cat's name), be like that"

his eyes light up when he thinks your cat is about to warm up to him only to be fooled when your cat tries to attack his foot

still has hope that one day your cat will love him the harder he tries not to care lol

Seungkwan:

he's sooo eager to meet your cat but is bamboozled when your cat darts away suddenly

assumes that your cat is shy, so when he goes to look for it he is met with a hissy cat

his hand has never retracted faster lol

"WOAH!" he says with widened eyes

you laugh at the sight before you as your drama king of a boyfriend rambles about how his hand could have been severed

Seungkwan tries to give you cat a second chance by trying to play with it with toys

that turns out to be a big failure when your cat just looks at him like he's crazy

rolls his eyes and becomes a little sulky and jealous once he sees your cat act nice to you lol

"Hello!? I'm right here!" he jokes as your cat gives him a death stare

lowkey stays scared of your cat lol but hopes that the cat will warm up to him

Vernon:

he LOVES cats!! he's so happy to meet your cat

until your cat tries to attack his hand

"Oh god! Chill!" he exclaims as he pulls his hand back

reassures the cat that he's not an enemy and won't hurt it

your cat is having none of that as it sassily walks away from him

"Well I can see where your attitude comes from..."

"Hey!"

he still wants your cat to love him so he even goes out of his way to buy toys!

your cat won't play with the toys with Vernon but he'll play with you

he feels a little sulky but as a cat lover he knows that some cats are just moody

has a lot of faith your cat will eventually befriend him, but who knows when that's gonna happen?

Dino:

upon meeting your cat, he thinks its an absolute angel until it lets out the unfriendliest meow he's ever heard

he's left agape as your cat darts away

"Uh...did I say something?"

for some reason your cat always gives Chan the death glare or a side eye

poor Chan is just confused why your cat hates him like???

initially he felt kinda offended but once he realizes your cat won't change he'll playfully go along with the cat's act

if your cat decides to give him the death stare guess what?

Chan is now giving it a death stare

thus the stare off begins

tbh their whole relationship is just stare offs

you hope your cat will one day fall in love with those kind eyes the way you did

but with your cat, anything goes.

[hwanchaesong]

Hi!!! I’ve been reading your songs prompt requests💕 I might be a little bit late but if you’re still taking request I will choose San, however the song I would like is Pretty pretty by Pentagon if that’s ok 😔 pure fluff and the plot can be similar to the MV

You’re doing great btw 💕💕💕

a/n: hey~ it's okay even if it's a song that isn't in the list, i followed the storyline of the mv btw thank you so much!! @nevieatiny 💚💚

👤: ATEEZ Choi San

📼: Pretty Pretty - PENTAGON

genre & warnings: fluff, pining, cursing, asshole wooyoung, university au

word count: 1.1k

for anyone who wants to, don't be shy and send me asks based on Prompts Request Song Version. Thank you so much!

'Shit!'

San inwardly cursed, running towards the school gate like a madman, he's late again and he knows that he'll have to do the damn punishment that he dreads so much.

When he entered the campus, he faced the strict PE teacher, bowing and apologizing before joining the other tardy students that were lined up at the side.

He heaved a sigh, lifting his bag above his head, he can't wait for this to end, s-

Everything slowed down when he craned his neck to the side, seeing a princess walking on the isle.

Okay, that was only his imagination but come on, the girl is the prettiest goddess he has ever seen, aka you.

He can't take his eyes off of you, and he felt his heart burst a little bit when the (note: this is San's opinion) love of his life made eye contact with him.

You on the other hand find him weird yet adorable, tall and handsome, his round glasses making him look like an innocent kid. Too bad you couldn't care less, the only thing that you want is to go to your class.

What the fuck did you do to him?

Not that he's complaining that you're circling on his mind the whole day, distracting him from classes, even his walking staggers whenever he thinks of you.

His friends think that he's possessed, but he would like to correct them that he's just in a daydream.

The sound of squeaking shoes caught his attention, peeking inside a room where the noise came from, he really now believes how blessed he is to witness a once in a blue moon scene.

There you were dancing gracefully, steps light and movements smooth, and he couldn't admire you more.

You suddenly turned around, him hiding in panic, scared that you might think he's stalking you, which is definitely not the case.

He tried to calm his erratic heart, glancing inside once again but a sign caught his eye, 'ATEEZ.'

Oh? Is this the name of the club?

His contemplation was cut short when he heard a male's voice. He discreetly looked in the area, the green monster enveloping his rationality when he saw a man talk and laugh with you.

He wanted that to be him, and amidst that, he found himself entering the room when you and the unknown man left, approaching your previous position.

He noticed a phone placed on top of a table, more specifically, your phone.

San immediately picked it up, putting the earphones connected to it in his ear, listening to the music that you danced to.

He wanted to know more about you, learn and understand you better. He would do anything to do that, just one chance.

"What on earth are you doing, creep."

The items he was holding unto were rudely snatched away from him by the same guy he saw with you earlier.

"Get out of here."

"Wooyoung, stop it."

You speak up, not liking the shorter man's attitude.

"No, no," San interjected, "I'm sorry. I'll leave."

He turned away on his heels so fast, dejectedly walking on the hallways of their school. His gloomy aura was washed away by curiosity when he saw his friends in front of a bulletin board.

He dashed his way there, reading the posted announcement that the infamous dance group ATEEZ is recruiting new members.

Whatever it is, he decided to audition. Anxiousness pooling in his stomach as he stood outside the club room.

"May I help you?"

That familiar soft voice, San scrambled away, making a fuss as he stuttered his words out, explaining that he wanted to join the club.

Just then, the door opened, revealing the ill-mannered midget from earlier.

"The fuck are you doing here?" he asked San, raising an eyebrow and an arrogant air surrounding him.

San gulped, showing the poster that he pulled on the board.

"What makes you think that we'll-"

"Wooyoung," your tone dangerously low, directing a glare towards the man in question, "will you please be polite?"

You turned to face the shy boy, face forming into a gentle expression, "Come on in, you're welcome in here."

Your words are enough encouragement for San to start busting his moves that had the other members cheering for him, and that includes you.

Choi San, fascinating is the word that you'd use to describe him. A small smile morphed on your face, trying your hardest not to laugh when he did a funny pose.

Wooyoung did not like the fact that the nerd is able to catch your attention, and being the leader of the club, it's safe to say that he did not accept San's application.

The next day, a groaning man planted his face on his table and is currently being consoled by his friends.

"It's okay, we all fail at one point!" a tall guy, Mingi, patted San's back, a poor attempt in brightening his day up.

His bestfriend, Yunho, slapped the back of his head.

"I'm sorry about that, Mingi doesn't know what he says sometimes."

San gave him a weak smile, "Yeah, he's got a point. Besides, I suck at dancing."

A gasp garnered their attention, "What if," Jongho, the youngest among them excitedly voiced out his idea, "we all practice, and we'll all go and audition with you."

That is actually a great plan.

A large smile broke out of everyone's faces, Yunho putting his hand in the middle, ushering everyone to join the rally, "Aight, let's all do this!"

San felt like crying, he really did get lucky with the friends that he got for this year.

He stood up and put his hand atop of Yunho's, the other guys following his action afterwards.

"Let's show them what we've got!"

And so hell week ensued. Day by day they all practiced dancing, learning new steps, choreographies and dance styles. Their legs almost giving out and sweat drying on their skin and clothes.

Was this all worth it?

They'll never know the answer, but one thing is for sure, confidence is now flowing in his veins.

He's tired of hiding from you in shame. He's tired of seeing you walk around the university with that bastard. He's tired of being the geek, a transformation is needed in order to prove himself.

Trudging inside the chamber of the jerk, his friends behind him, he's now fearless.

You were surprised when you saw San walk in without his glasses, wearing cool clothes and freshly cut and styled hair.

He's gorgeous.

Even more so when he started to move, outperforming Wooyoung (who embarrassingly fell on his ass while doing a turn.)

If you're going to be honest, you really are hoping that he'll come back. You weren't satisfied by what happened in the past, thus, you wanted him to redeem his self, and he did exactly that.

You hopped off from your seat, striding and beaming towards him, you extended a hand that signifies a blooming relationship, "Welcome, Choi San."

He reciprocated your smile and accepted your handshake, "Thank you, L/N Y/N."

[metalbuckaroo]

💋Soldat107💋

🍒 SUMMARY// At 3am, every Sunday, Bucky locks his bedroom door to watch his favorite camgirl. What's to happen when he finds out he's much closer to her than leaving generous tips on her videos?

💋 WARNINGS// m masturbation, implied f masturbation, cursing, mentions of alcohol, lil bit of fluff

🍒 AU// Roommate!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

💋 NOTE// This is tame compared to what's coming next. Requests and asks are always open, 18+ ONLY Minors DNI

🍒Ronly Friends Masterlist🍒

💋Main Masterlist💋

Moodboard by// @commonintrest

"C'mon, big boy! Nat is gonna be here soon." You called down the hall, Bucky walking out of his bedroom as he pulled his shirt on. "I'm coming, calm down." He sighed. "Well, don't you look handsome." You smiled, smoothing your hands over his shoulders, feeling the muscles tense a little under your touch. "Oh, stop flirting."

"Nevermind, you look horrible." You teased, Bucky rolling his eyes at you as he got in the fridge for a water. "If I was to set you up with one of my friends- would you go?"

"Nope."

Though a small wave of relief washed over him, he couldn't stop himself from asking- "why not?"

"I have plenty of fun- by myself." You winked, a low chuckle pulling from Bucky's chest as he took a quick drink from the bottle. "Well, any guy who gets to date you is lucky, dollface."

You jutted your bottom lip out, reaching your hands out to hold his jaw. "Awe, Bucky. So sweet, gimme some sugar." You giggled, planting a kiss on his stubbled cheek.

Bucky looked at the tinted gloss painted on your lips and groaned. "Oh, c'mon, get it off. Sam teases me enough." He frowned. "Ok, ok. Lemme see." You laughed, pulling him down closer by the back of his neck.

"Hey!" He whined when you left another one on the opposite cheek. "Now, you match. Want some more?" You teased, Bucky trying to wiggle away as you wrapped your arms around his sturdy waist. "No, no more sugar."

"Oh, all of the sugar. C'mere, big boy." You giggled, making kissy noises at him as his face went beet red, laughter bubbling from his chest. "Stop! We gotta- we gotta go."

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Bucky tried to keep his eyes from staring a hole into you the entire time you were at the club not far from the apartment. Occasionally glancing over Steve's shoulder to where you were enjoying yourself with Natasha, the hem of your dress lifting every so often to give a peek at the lacy underwear underneath.

"You listenin', Buck?" The blonde chuckled, snapping his fingers in front of Bucky to get his attention again. "Hmm? Yeah, I heard ya'." Bucky lied.

"Obviously not. You're staring so hard that it's getting creepy." Steve teased. "Is that drool?" Sam quipped, making Bucky mock laughter and roll his eyes as he lifted the glass bottle to his lips.

He had been waiting for a half an hour for a reason to ditch, seeing you shaking your head at a man who just stepped closer when Natasha walked away was the perfect reason.

"There goes Bucky, swooping in to save the day." He shot a look to Sam over his shoulder, snaking his arms around your waist and leaning to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck.

Your face heated up at the sudden action, but the look on the strangers face as he backed away made you give a soft smile and place your hands on the metal forearm that was around your waist.

"Ready to leave? I'm bored." He muttered as he pulled you away from the crowd and the lingering man, facial hair scratching at your skin as he talked. "My hero." You laughed, pulling out of his grip and waving to the group of friends who sat at the bar.

"Unspoken rule number three, it is my job as your roommate to save you from unwanted situations." Bucky smiled, pushing open the door to hold it for you. "What a gentleman."

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3am hit while Bucky was scrolling his phone. The weekly notification dropping down at the top of his screen.

This time, there were two new videos; Bucky's eyes going wide when he saw the title on the second one.

For the best tipper- Soldat107

He hesitated at first to click it, his hand slipping into the waistband of his briefs to grip himself when the video loaded.

The swirling in the pit of his stomach started quicker than he had expected. Bucky rutting his hips into his hand as his top teeth bit down into his lip to make sure you didn't hear him this time and eyes fluttering shut as he spilled over the edge.

Once he was done, his phone and headphones were thrown to the side. Being quick to clean the mess on his hand and stomach before leaving his room to go shower.

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The next morning, Bucky went on his run with Sam and Steve after breakfast. The main topic being how he hadn't asked you on a date yet.

"Just ask her and stop being a whimp about it." Sam said, nudging his shoulder as they walked up the stairs of the apartment building. "She's my roommate, that's what makes it more difficult."

"That should make it easier, Buck. You already know almost everything about each other, there wouldn't be any awkward silences if you took her out." Steve pointed, as if Bucky hadn't already weighed the pros and cons.

"It's also very convenient that her room is across the hall from yours." Sam nodded, making Bucky roll his eyes as he opened the door to his apartment.

You looked over your shoulder from washing the dishes to where he was walking in, athletic shorts low on his hips and hair tied up messily. "It was my turn to do those." Bucky said with a pointed look. "I got bored." You shrugged, feeling the heat from his form when he stood behind you.

"When most people get bored, they watch tv." He turned the water off and you turned to face him. "How was your run?" You asked, leaning back against the counter. "Annoying and sweaty."

You nodded, letting your eyes wander down to his sweat slicked chest. The shine making his muscular torso seem even more defined. "I can tell."

Bucky hummed in response and went to pull you in for a hug, your hands pressing to his chest to keep him away as a mischievous smile tugged his lips. "Get off, Bucky. I don't want a sweaty hug." You warned with a laugh. "You know you like seeing me sweaty."

Your face warmed and you curled your fingers under his to try to pry them from your waist. "Go- take a shower." You giggled, Bucky pouting as he backed away to go down the hall.

You could hear Bucky rustling around in his room as you put the dishes away, a call of your name making you walk into his view as he walked back into the hall.

"Have you seen my sweats?" He sighed. "Which ones?"

"Dark grey." You didn't let yourself look down as he adjusted the waistband of his briefs. "Check my closet if they're not in yours."

Bucky nodded and opened your bedroom door, going to looked through the folded clothes on the top shelf of your closet.

Not finding them there, he went to the trunk that was at the foot of your bed, thinking you kept more clothes in it as he opened it.

He choked on air when he saw the familiar sight of a masquerade mask along with the same backdrop the camgirl he watched and different sets of lingerie neatly placed inside.

"Did you find it?" Bucky heard your voice say as you got closer. "I fuckin' found something, cherry." He huffed, everything in him wanting him to just shut the trunk and forget he ever saw it.

You rolled your eyes and waved his hand away to shut it, folding your arms across your chest. "That's an invasion of privacy, Buck."

"I'm canceling my subscription." Bucky said, looking up at the ceiling. "You're what now?" You said, cocking your head to the side. Everything not clicking in place for you yet.

"I'm canceling." He repeated, looking down at you. The fact that Bucky had seen your videos settling in. "You- oh, god." You bit back a laugh, covering your mouth with your hand.

"Yep. Remember the best tipper? Me. Now, I'm gonna go take a very cold shower. Don't look at me for awhile, I'm embarrassed." Bucky turned to leave the room, you following right behind him.

"Bucky, please, don't make this weird." You whined, reaching to grab the metal of his wrist in your hand.

He stopped and let out a long breath through his nose, running a hand down his face. "Four months. You've lived here four months and I didn't know I watched your videos every weekend? I feel-" A visible shudder passed through him, a guilty feeling settling deep in his stomach along with a little bit of curiosity. "Lemme see it."

"See what?" You asked, letting go of his wrist. "The cherry. I wanna see it." He shrugged.

You rolled your eyes and turned so your back was to him before lifting the hem of your dress, pulling the waistband of your underwear down enough for him to see the tattoo.

Bucky swallowed thickly and moved his hands to cover himself, tearing his gaze away from your backside. "Yeah. That made it worse. I'm gonna go shower now."

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A few days passed, Bucky hadn't mentioned anything else about what he had found in your room. Everything stayed normal, except the increase in lingering looks you'd catch.

And the curiosity of what it was like to film yourself doing such personal things.

"I wanna do it." Bucky blurted out as you handed him a beer and the bowl of popcorn. "Do what?" You asked, taking your spot next to him on the couch and grabbing the remote from the coffee table. "The thing you do."

You looked over at him with an amused smile. "You'd make good money doing it." You said, Bucky's eyebrows raising. "You think?"

"Well, obviously. Look at you." You breathed a laugh, gesturing a hand towards him. His tongue swiped across his bottom lip, thinking over what he was about to say. "Do you ever think about... having a guest?"

You cocked an eyebrow at him, silently debating what he had said. Bucky had the build something like what you would see on a statue in a museum, a handsome face and delightful personality to match. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have some type of attraction towards him.

"You offering, Buck?"

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[afterglow-tommylee]

Chapter 3. Nobody’s Perfect

Hollywood California, January 5 2002

"See now I think this place is more like your kinda thing," Tommy says passing me over a shot glass full of Jack Daniels as we sit at the bar of the Whiskey A Go-Go. A place I had been to many times before and I can say the place hasn't changed one bit. I had no idea what band was playing but it was Metal and it was perfect. 

"Yes, yes it is," I giggle and hold up my shot glass as he clinks his shot glass to mine again and we both down it at the same time.

We had been continuing our conversation and just laughing together the entire time. No one had ever told me just how hilarious he is. I've always heard about the bad stuff. He was telling me about how he used to live right around the corner in an apartment just above the Whiskey with Nikki and Vince way back  when they were just kids getting started when a familiar tall frame with a leather jacket, thick black curls and a top hat appeared beside him. 

"Holy shit man how are ya?" Tommy smiles at him. It was Slash - er sorry Saul Hudson. 

"Good, man I'm good," He smiles at Tommy and does that brotherly type of handshake. They catch up for a few minutes and just as I flagged down the bartender for another couple of drinks, Saul recognizes me.

"Fuck Andi, is that you?" He smiles and I turn and look up at him pushing my curls out of my eyes. 

"Yea, hey, hi," I say shyly.

"Shit sweetie, it's good to see you," He says sweetly and moves over to me to lean in for a hug. It's been years since I've seen him. 

"It's good to see you too," I say as he pulls away from me and I see Tommy smirk at me as the bartender sets our drinks down in front of us. "You here with Pearla?" I add.

"Yea, yea, she's off somewhere with her friends. How's Chris?" He asks and I suddenly felt this weird jolt out of nowhere.

"Um... we're not together anymore," I say and I feel Tommy look at me. 

"Oh, fuck I'm sorry sweetie I didn't know- "

"It's ok," I say.

"Then are you two -" He gestures between Tommy and I.

"Um well - " Tommy starts.

"No, no, no, I'm just his manager," I say and glance at Tommy and he raises his eyebrow at me. 

"Yea, this is just a business thing," Tommy says and Saul just gives us a weird look like he knew something that we apparently didn't. Tommy and Saul then continue to catch up as I try to pretend this isn't happening, then after a few moments Saul leaves us to go find his wife Pearla. 

"So, Slash huh?" Tommy smiles at me with a nod. 

"No, it's not like that. When Chris - I mean Soundgarden - were asked to tour with them in '91, that's when we met," I explain and he chuckles a bit. I don't want him to think I'm a groupie. I sometimes forget just how many people I know until I run into them at the most awkward times. 

"Ah, ok, ok," He smiles and takes a sip of his shot that I ordered for us and we carry on with our conversation we were having before. 

He explains a bit of why he left Motley, that he needed a break and how no one seems to understand his musical direction that he wants to take. I told him that he should do what he feels is right for him.

"... It's just fucked up man that Nikki was all like, pissed at me just cause I had enough. I'm not into playing the same old songs I've been playing for like the last 20 fuckin' years," He says taking a another shot of Jack Daniels.

"Did you tell him that?" I ask.

"Yea I told him. It wasn't like I quit outta the blue, I'd been telling Nikki for months after… well, and Methods was just a little side thing for a bit but it felt really good to play some new shit... different shit y'know?"

"Of course," I say and take another shot, feeling that wonderful sweet burn. 

"I mean Nikki and I are ok now but it’s like people think I just came outta nowhere... and they're all like 'who does this guy think he is trying to go solo and be a front man', or whatever, and I'm like dude, that's not how it went. No one sees that I actually wrote songs and came up with the melody with just my guitar to a lot of Motley songs...y'know Wild Side, Girls Girls Girls, Home Sweet Home, Too Young To Fall In Love..." He explains and orders us a couple of more shots. 

I wanted to tell him that I remember buying their record Shout At The Devil when I was 14 and my mother just hating how loud I played it all the time. It was the only Crue record I ever bought, and it was amazing - still is. I just don't want him to think I'm a fan cause I'm not really at all, but I do love that record still. 

"Well...who cares what people think. You want to go alternative, go alternative. You wanna do nu metal, do new metal... but don't do nu metal," I say and he laughs. 

"What's wrong with nu metal?" He chuckles as the bartender sets a couple of shots in front of us.

"Nothing at all. For one thing, you already did that and - or are doing that now- and another... I just think it's a little oversaturated," I say and down the shot in front of me. 

"Like grunge?" He says and I playfully smack him on his chest and he laughs. 

"Hey now... if that's what you wanna call it then, ok I see your point but I was there before the mainstream blew it up. It wasn't all about flannel and doc martens and guys with goatees - "

"Oh, you heard Nikki say that huh?" He chuckles with that smile again distracting me for a second but then I finish my explanation.

"Yes I saw that interview when you guys did that record with Corabi. And Chris was the only guy with a goatee at the time. Ok well maybe Layne and Jerry too but Eddie didn't have one, Andrew didn't have one - "

"Hey I didn't say anything," Tommy says, holding his hands up in defense.

"No I know, I just..." I trail off realizing I was getting a little too heated about the whole thing. Nikki was being an arrogant ass back then and thinking about it just made me defensive. 

"Ok, ok," He chuckles. "It was just a joke. Hey look, I love Nirvana... like when they came in and just shook everything up, I was like man, fuckin' finally! Finally someone that doesn't sound like... like..." He trails off using his hands trying to think of the words.

"Like you?" I say with a smile.

"Yes, yes exactly," He chuckles. "And then, Alice In Chains, Soundgarden... like fuckin' dig them too," He smiles and I just look at him for a moment, then take another shot as he takes another as well. 

"So, Behemoth?" He says changing the subject, reaching over and pulling at the bottom of the front of my shirt. I think he realized my demeanor changed at the mention of Chris. I'm getting better at it, especially since it was so long ago and both Chris and I have moved on, but I think a small part of me will always feel protective of that time.

"Oh fuck yea, oh my god they are amazing! Have you heard of them?" I exclaim excitedly.

"No," He laughs as the bartender sets down two more shots of Jack Daniels in front of us.

"They are amazing! They're like blackened death metal - "

"Blackened death? What?" He laughs.

"Yea, like if you took the elements of death metal with the growly low guttural singing and paired it with black metal which is like, so dark and extremely heavy but with this sort of coldness that black metal has. That would be Behemoth," I explain.

"Huh," He says, and I instantly feel like a dork going on and on but then I add "I saw them in concert a few years ago and they just like, blew my mind," I explain remembering the very first concert I took Chris to, which is almost the same reaction that Tommy is giving me with my explanation of Behemoth. Fuck, I was so young and innocent back then. "...and I fucking love Sepultura... Pantera -"

"Oh how can you not dig Pantera?" He says with excitement and downs his third shot.

"Oh I know right? The way Dime just makes his guitar scream like that -"

" - and Vinny Paul? he's a fucking beast on those drums man," He says setting the empty shot glass on the bar.

"You're not so bad yourself," I say without even thinking about it and down my shot as well. As I set my empty shot glass down on the bar, I never thought I'd be sitting and having the time of my life with Tommy Lee, knowing I shouldn't do this at all while he smiles that sweet charming smile again and orders us another couple of shots.

"... fuck I miss being on the road with them," I say thoughtfully.

"No way you toured with Pantera," He laughs and the bartender sets another couple of shots in front of us.

"Uh huh, it was fucking crazy though. It was like one of the craziest fucking times in my life just so much chaos but totally fun and I honestly have no idea how I was functioning the entire time. Like one minute I'm making sure they're getting the shit together, Phil and Dime just not listening or making fun of me the whole time I'm trying to get them half decent enough to do interviews and shit, and then the next minute Dime's trying to kill me with the drinks and pranks and just...fuck it was crazy but damn I miss it, " I trail off reminiscing about that time back in '94. 

"You know, you are so fucking badass, " He smiles at me. 

"Shut up," I laugh. 

"No seriously, you are like the real deal man. You're not a groupie - not that I have anything against that but you're not just some chick that fakes all this shit at all," He takes a sip from the next shot, then just downs it. "You know exactly what this lifestyle is like, and you're fucking gorgeous... totally my kinda chick," He adds and I couldn't help but feel the rush of blood to my cheeks. 

"You're kinda chick? Me? I thought you were all about blondes with like, big boobs and blue eyes. Not that I have small boobs by any means," I say, trying to be sly about it by gesturing to myself and sip the shot that was placed in front of me and he laughs.

Andrea... what are you doing?

"No... well I can see how you would think that given what my exes were like... but no. I mean I'm into all types but - "

"But what?" I say looking at him and taking another small sip.

"I like 'em sweet and cute y'know... gorgeous... with dark hair, deep dark eyes. The kind you can lose yourself in," He says looking into my eyes and nonchalantly moving himself closer to me as I down the last of my shot and set the empty glass on the bar. I turn back to him and all I can think about is what it would be like to kiss him. I couldn't tell if it was the fact that he was being so charming and sweet or the fact that I just drank 4 shots of Jack Daniels, plus the drinks from before were lowering my inhibitions and I just didn't care anymore.

He's bad news Andrea, what are you doing? What the hell are you doing?

"What makes you think I'm sweet?" I say moving closer to him. 

"Well, you've been sweet to me all night, even with everything you already know and you still haven't run away," He says, reaching up and brushing my dark curls off my shoulder and leaning in closer to my ear. His voice low and husky, sending chills all over my body. A sensation I haven't felt in a very long time. I closed my eyes for just a moment and touched my temple to his and before I knew it his lips were on mine.

It was instant fireworks. That spark that I never realized I missed until I found it again. His lips were so incredibly soft as they moved slowly with mine and I pulled away slightly only for him to lean back in and press his lips to mine again. He tasted like the whisky we had both been drinking and it was so amazing but I needed to stop. I had to stop. I can't do this all over again. As much as I didn't want him to stop kissing me, I pulled away again and just as he was about to lean into me once more I stopped him.

"No, no I can't. I can't do this," I say, closing my eyes and placing my hand on his chest. 

"Why not?" He says, low and husky, his lips still so close to mine. He then touches his forehead to mine, teasing me, barely brushing his lips across mine but I just couldn't. 

"I should go. I need to go," I couldn't look at him. I slid myself off the barstool and quickly put on my leather jacket lifting my curls from underneath.

"Andi, hey -" He says, reaching out for me.

"I uh, I just need to get outta here," I say and quickly walk away from him.

"Wait, where are you going? Andi? Andi!?" He calls after me as I move past the crowd of people and out the door of the Whisky A Go-Go. 

"Andi!" I hear him call me as I quickly make my way down the sidewalk of the sunset strip. I figured I'd be fine if I could just hail a cab somehow, or maybe just walk back to my hotel to clear my head. 

"Hey! Andi!" He calls for me again. "Hey, what the fuck happened? Andi!" He yells and finally catches up to me reaching out for my hand and turning me to face him. 

"I can't do this with you. I'm your manager. This is supposed to be a professional relationship here. I can't do this all over again with you or anyone - "

"Hey, hey, do what? What are we doing?" He asks and it was all I could do to fight back forgotten tears. I can't cry. I may be drunk but I'm sure as fuck not going to cry.

"I don't know Tommy, what the hell are we doing?" I say furrowing my brow. "You... and me, no. No, no... no," I say and just as I was about to turn he stopped me again. 

"Why not?"

"Cause you're... well... and I'm..."

"I'm what? A bad influence? A junkie? Everything that everyone says I am but they always miss the one thing that matters?"

"What?" I ask looking up at him. 

"That I'm fucking human, and I've made mistakes but I've owned up to them. What I did years ago was wrong and I paid for it and apologized," He says, looking down at me but I look away from him. I honestly didn't know what to say. A part of me was running because of that and the other part is running because - 

"Look, I am straight up into you. Damn you are so fucking amazing. You are just... and that kiss. Holy shit that was incredible," He chuckles. After a few moments I look back up at him, the sound of the cars honking and speeding by as his dark eyes look into mine. 

"Then why don't you kiss me again?" I ask boldly and he immediately crashes his lips to mine, his tongue playing, becoming intense and yet playful at the same time. It is so different and so incredible, that I never want this to end.

[thatonecoryosimp]

The Devil's Mercenary Part 10. Technoblade X reader

Hey, guys! What's up? This will be more of a plot chapter, so it'll prolly be on the shorter side.

Series Masterlist

Date: November 20th, 2021

I was heading back to L'manburg in a panic. I shouldn't have been out this late at all.

My face was still flushed and my breathing was ragged. The walls came back into view and a smile pulled at my face. Familiar caramel curls made themselves known.

"Wilbur!" I called. My feet padding against the ground. Standing next to the man in question was another with giant horns. Will was nodding along to something, having a look of concentration splayed across his features.

"Will?"

He looked towards me when he started to grin, "Look who's back."

I smiled and ran into his arms, "Nice to be back."

Suddenly his eyebrows furrowed, "Have you been fighting? You're all sweaty."

"I stayed out too late for my picnic, had to get through some monsters."

He nodded softly, brushing a piece of hair behind my ear, "As long as you're safe," he mumbled as he pressed his lips to my forehead. Coughing filled my ears and my eyes were drawn to the man in question.

"I hate to break up such a sentimental moment, but I need to know if we have a deal. Maybe we can even get the pretty lady to join in." Wilbur rolled his eyes.

"She's already got Dream hooked around their finger, we don't need another simp. But, it's a deal."

An almost sadistic smile on his face, "Wonderful, we can get started immediately then. For now, though, I think we should rest." He then tilted his head to me, "And if you need someone to protect you while you're sleeping, I can help."

That motherfucker is creepy as shit.

When he began to walk away I turned to Wilbur, "I don't have the best feeling about this, Will."

He smiled at me, "Hey, hun, it's all ok." He rested his head against mine, "I promise, doll." He pulled away from me, unwrapping his arms from around me, "I need to go run some errands, I'll meet you back at my place in a little bit?"

I smiled, "Mhm." Wilbur walked off in the direction of Niki's bakery.

"You seem like you're on edge," A familiar monotone voice stated.

"Just a bit, I don't trust him."

"Who? Schlatt?"

"Yeah, he doesn't seem trust worthy."

"I know, but Wilbur is too caught up in his little freedom fantasy to care."

I sighed and turned around, "I'm just worried, I do love him."

He almost seemed to wince at that, but only slightly. "Yeah, love is fucking weird."

I chuckled, my shoulder slouching, "I'm sure you know all about love."

"Oh, yeah. You know it. I'm very popular with the ladies."

I laughed, my eyes crinkling at the side, "Yeah, yeah, Mr. Ladies Man."

"I since you're trying to be funny," he jabbed.

"Never, this is very serious business."

"Sure, keep saying that."

After a few moments I decided it was time to start heading to Wilbur's home. I pivoted around, saying a soft goodbye to Technoblade.

"Wait a second."

I turned back around at the sound of his voice.

"Get up early tomorrow. I have somewhere to take you."

I furrowed my brows, "This isn't some murder trap, is it?"

"Maybe."

~~~ This has been a long time coming. It's been sitting in my drafts unfinished since the 10th of October. I'm gonna get on writing more, don't worry.

[yesttoheaven]

AMOR FATI

pairing – neil x female!reader

wc – 3.8k

warnings – mention of death, self-blame, anxious/intrusive thoughts, questioning reality, refusal of help, guns, stalking, but I swear there's a light at the end of the tunnel haha

a/n – The last time I suffered so hard for the death of a character, was when Newt died (Maze Runner) and now Neil has captured all my attention and his death has hit me in the same way 😩 I needed a happy ending so I decided to write this!

The Eternal Return and Amor Fati mentioned in this fic are one of the main ideas of Nietzsche's philosophy.

English is not my first language. I am getting help from google translator and he is not always a good ally, so I apologize for any typos or grammar errors.

Y/N – your name

She approached the painting hanging on the wall, watching the details closely. Ouroboros. A serpent eating its own tail. Months ago, when Y/N was visiting an antique store in Mumbai, she saw that same symbol. The owner of the establishment approached when she realized her interest in the piece and explained that Ouroboros represents the ideas of movement, continuity and, in consequence, Eternal Return. A concept that the universe and all existence and energy has been recurring, and will continue to recur, in a self-similar form an infinite number of times across infinite time or space.

"Max finally fell asleep." Kat returned to the living room, attracting Y/N's attention.

She walked away from the painting, taking back her seat on the sofa and asked:

"How is he after everything that happened?"

For a moment, Kat looked at the painting on the wall and then at the friend she won in the midst of confusion over the Algorithm. At that time, despite being fighting on the front lines to prevent a possible Third World War, Y/N seems complete. Happy. Today that happiness no longer exists in her eyes.

Letting out a sigh, the woman sat next to her, answering:

"Sator was never a present father. He was always busy... now i can see the kind of work he was involved in. Anyway, Max just got used to his absence."

"It's notable that he's happier at your side. When we first met Max was a bit of an introvert, but today he is radiant." Y/N confessed, showing a small smile and the blonde shook her head, agreeing with her words. "How's everything?"

"Perfectly well. It's weird sometimes... After years of being stuck in a failed relationship, freedom is good."

"It seems like life is good for one of us." The woman let out a bitter laugh, putting the latest events on a scale, but she didn’t want her friend to think she wasn’t happy for her. She really was. "I'm sorry, I just..." The words remain stuck in her throat, while she covers her face with her hands. In addition to physical and mental fatigue, Y/N tried to hide her grief.

Kat touched her shoulder, showing that she was here.

"I know you're hurt, but it's been three months and you never talked about what happened that day... This is not good for you."

"What do I have to say, Kat? The guy I fell in love with was a fucking time traveler! And now he's dead and I don't know what to do. My life just... stopped without him."

"I can imagine how difficult it's for you to cross that line without Neil at your side, but giving up is not an option. Grief is consuming you little by little and you are just accepting it..."

"We are trained to contain our emotions and deal with death in the best possible way. It used to be easy for me, but then he came and turned my life upside down." Y/N put her hands on her knees and stood up, walking without an exact destination. "Neil was always one step ahead of us all..." She stepped forward too and found the painting again, but her mind was lost in thoughts about him. Neil knew her so well. And he had a charming smile, but completely arrogant at the same time. "I was sent to Mumbai to help two agents and when I arrived at Priya's penthouse that night, there he was. When he saw me, that was the first and only time that he let his guard down. I'll never forget how he looked at me, it was one of those breathtaking moments... Completely cliché, I know."

On the sofa, Kat was impressed. When Y/N turned towards her, there was a bright smile on her face. The simple memory brought her a breath of happiness and Kat enjoyed seeing her friend like that, but unfortunately that moment did not last long. Memories aren't enough. Neil is dead and nothing can change that.

"I miss him so much, Kat." The smile disappeared as soon as tears appeared in her eyes, cascading down her cheeks.

"My dear..." Worried about her, the woman got up quickly and approached Y/N, wrapping her in a tight hug. "I'm really sorry."

"I spent the last three months locked up in my a-apartment because I thought I could handle this situation on my own. At times I b-believed it was just a fever dream... Maybe I was losing my mind, but this is proof that everything was real." Through tears blurring her vision, she looked at the watch on her wrist, remembering that night.

Y/N was in a private cabin on the ship. The others were with Ives and Wheeler, going over the mission in search of any loose ends. A standard procedure. Y/N knew she should be with them, but she needed a moment alone to organize her thoughts. And that moment is now. The past few weeks had been a real mess. The inversion was difficult to explain and mainly to understand. She was used to field missions, but being an inverted soldier on the battlefield was not in her plans. Either way, she agreed to be a part of it and running away with biased assumptions was not going to help. Humanity depends on them.

Three knocking on the door caught Y/N's attention, but she remained silent, waiting for the person to give up and leave, but when it didn't, she just murmured 'Come in'.

"So, here you are." The man used a surprised tone of voice and closed the door behind him. "What will our superior think when he learns that you are running away from the briefing?"

She let out a laugh before answering in the same mood:

"Don't worry, I know this mission like the back of my hand. I just needed a moment."

"There's something wrong? Are you ok?" Neil spilled the questions quickly, visibly concerned for her.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Neil." Y/N smiled at him, but looked away just seconds later, confessing: "Maybe I'm a little surprised by the situation. I have spent years dealing with terrorists, but the inversion is really not my point."

"I'm not good with advice, but someone once said to me: Don't try to understand. Certain things in the world do not need an explanation."

"It's wise advice, but I'm a methodical person. Logic has always been my ally in missions."

"A methodical person, huh?" He asked with an arrogant smile playing on his lips and she just rolled her eyes. "I know how worried you were when Sator shot Kat, but we are using the inversion to save the world and you're one of the most brilliant agents I have ever seen. Everything will be fine."

"Are you praising me?"

"What's that? Can't I praise my partner's talent?" Neil pulled up a chair to sit across from her, crossing his arms.

"In that case, thank you. Remind me to put this on my resume." Those words made him laugh and that sound could easily be compared to music in her ears.

Touching her knee, Neil added:

"We are very confident with the mission. You don't need to worry."

"Are you sure?"

"I cannot say that unforeseen events do not happen, but we are prepared for that." Y/N knew he was right, but this mission is the biggest one so far. It's not about saving a country. It's about saving the entire world. This was arousing insecurities in her and it was like walking in a minefield. Ironically, she was familiar with this, but not in such catastrophic proportions. "I want you to have this." The man took his watch off his wrist and handed it to her.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" The question came out as a whisper from between her lips.

It didn't make sense. Why does everything in this conversation look like a farewell?

"We will be on opposite sides tomorrow, but i want you to know... I will always be with you, Y/N."

"I saw the way he looked at you... That's how I used to look at Sator before he became a monster in my life." Kat started, running a hand through Y/N's hair. "When I was lying on that stretcher and partially drugged with the medicines, I saw him beside you... watching you sleep. There was so much love in his eyes. Love for a lifetime, Y/N. So don't do this to yourself. The way he left hurt us all, but there was nothing you or any other agent could do to change what happened at Stalask-12. Neil saved the world. This gave us a second chance. You cannot give up now. This organization needs you. And keeping your mind busy at that moment is the first step towards a fresh start."

"N-No, I can't..." She broke the hug, shaking her head in denial. "I left the organization."

"What? Don't you work for Tenet anymore? But when we first met you told me that you can't imagine working in another area... And that this is your life's work."

"Being an agent is my life's work. I was in Yemen when Tenet found me and assigned me to this mission. My only job is to make this world a less hostile place, but the motto of this organization is not what I believe, Kat. What's happened's happened. Really? It doesn't work for me." Y/N ended the sentence with drops of anger in her voice and Kat did not say a single word.

Through the newspapers, Max's mother followed what was happening in Yemen over the years – a real endless war – and knowing that Y/N was in the middle of it, makes the situation unquestionable. People died in front of her eyes. Friends of the corporation. And then some time later, Tenet arrived with a fresh start, but in the end everything remained the same. She lost Neil. It is as if her life's work never had a happy ending because the world will never stop being a hostile place.

"He knows?" It was easy for Y/N to identify who she was talking about. The Protagonist. Or just TP.

"Here's another problem. I worked with him and indirectly worked for him at the same time! God, that man created this organization! And his name remains a mystery to us all!" She pinched the tip of her nose, feeling frustrated with all the secrets that haunt this organization. "And answering your question, yes, he knows, but he did not argue about it. I was a complete mess and he was not doing very well either... He stayed in my apartment for the first month, probably to make sure I didn't do anything stupid." And Y/N would be forever grateful for that. She likes him. Just as friends, of course. TP was a reserved man, but it was he who held her when everything was falling apart. "But we've had a fight. I blamed him for what happened at Stalask-12 and since then we haven't spoken anymore."

It was easy to see that they carried more pain than they could actually bear. Y/N lost her great love and the man lost his best friend. The situation just turned into a conflict between them and that was the result.

Realizing the sadness reflected in Y/N's eyes, Kat decided to change the subject of the conversation. Keeping that thought, she smiled and pointed to the painting on the wall. Maybe that could help.

"You seemed interested in this one."

"Oh yes, in my spare time I am a lover of art and its meanings. It is really attractive the way Ouroboros is connected to the Eternal Return..."

"And Amor Fati too." Kat completed, piquing Y/N's curiosity. This part was new to her. "It's impossible to affirm the Eternal Return without loving life. We need to learn that things happen as they do. Sometimes seemingly good. Sometimes seemingly bad. We don’t always get it our way... Unless we choose that whatever way it is, is our way. When we choose to Amor Fati, to love everything that happens, to love our fate, then we will always get it our way. Because the way it is, is the way it is. Unchangable. And therefore it must be good, even if it sucks."

These words touched Y/N's heart. This was a contradiction to what she is experiencing right now. Love your fate. She would like to understand and accept what happened, she really wanted, but why is it so difficult to move on?

Because Neil is dead.

That was the only explanation for her. The end of a relationship would be more acceptable. If he were alive, things would be completely different now. However, grief is overwhelming. How could she just accept what happened?

"I... I gotta go." That was all she managed to say before picking up her bag and leave the penthouse, ignoring Kat's protests.

When the elevator doors closed, an exhausted sigh left her mouth and the instant she saw her reflection in the mirror, Y/N wanted to cry again. After three months alone, she thought visiting her friend would be a good idea. Kat was willing to help, but the problem was that Y/N is not allowing herself to be helped. As soon as the doors opened, she left the metal box and found the hotel lobby partially empty. Her watch showed it was 3:13 AM, this explains the absence of people on the street as well. In front of her car, she searched the bag for the key and coincidentally her cell phone started to vibrate. Probably the text messages were from Kat, but confusion hit Y/N the instant she looked at the identifier and saw that the messages did not belong to any of her contacts.

Stay away from the car

They put a bomb

I'm on my way

Her first reaction was to take a few steps back and look around, trying to understand what’s going on and find the person responsible for these texts, but Y/N was alone in the dark street. When she thought it might be an unnecessary prank, a black SUV approached at high speed. The car stopped just a few meters away from where she was, but that was enough to make her body freeze.

"Y/N, come on!" The man exclaimed, the urgency in his voice would have made her run immediately, but she didn't move. Her feet had frozen on the floor. This cannot be real. "Come on, get in the car! We don't have much time!" He tried again, it was possible to hear the sound of the other cars approaching.

Y/N watched in slow motion the moment he left the car and ran towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"How is this possible?" She asked in a whisper, completely lost in his blue eyes.

"It's good to see you too." Neil admitted, feeling his heart race. She looked so fragile in his arms. Very different from the last time he saw her. "We have to go." He accompanied her to the car and as soon as Y/N took the passenger seat, he returned to his seat.

For her this moment was like a fever dream, so she just looked down and started counting her fingers. One, two, three, four, five... Neil noticed, but said nothing, just kept driving. The cars were fast approaching, but he would do everything possible and impossible to get Y/N away from these people.

"Give me your cell phone." He looked at her for a brief moment, but when Y/N didn’t react, he wasn't sure if she heard it, so he just took the phone from her hand and threw it out the window. That was enough to get her out of the numbness:

"What the fuck, Neil?!"

Despite the adrenaline rushing through his body, the man laughed.

"If I found you because of your cell phone, they can too." After that, he crossed the red light and made a risky turn, trying to end this chase. "Before you ask, no, this is not a dream. Unfortunately this is very real..." Neil didn't like what he saw when he adjusted the rearview mirror. "And now they are getting ready to shoot us."

That observation put Y/N on alert and she looked back, seeing a man with an AKS-74U and another with a Beretta M12.

"If you knew it wasn't a dream, why didn't you bring an armored car?" She ran her tongue between her lips, smiling at the man beside her. Neil tried to argue, but she just took off her seat belt and picked up the Glock 19 stuck in the vest he was wearing.

Y/N crawled out of the car and sat at the window opening. This encouraged the men in the two cars to start shooting, trying desperately to hit her. Neil shouted something that she couldn't understand and then she felt one of his hands on her thigh, giving her stability to continue with the plan. With her arm resting on the roof of the vehicle, Y/N aimed the gun at the car that was closest to them. Her intention was not to start a firefight in the middle of one of the main avenues in the city, but she had no other option. Holding her breath, she fired the first shot and the bullet hit the tire, taking the car out of circulation. Y/N celebrated while preparing for the second car, but dealing with this one was not an easy task. Now they were in a tunnel and, consequently, losing speed because of the other cars that came along the way. Neil left two pats on her leg, indicating that she had better get back in the car and that is what she did. Screams, honks and gunshots echoed through the tunnel, turning the place into a war zone. Whoever these men were, Y/N knew they weren't going to give up.

Tired of playing cat and mouse, she went to the back seat, getting on her knees. Through the broken glass above the trunk, Y/N adjusted the aim of her gun, ignoring the sniper and focusing on the driver. With another accurate shot, the bullet hit the man's chest and he lost control of the vehicle. The car overturned for a while, streaking the asphalt, but no other car was involved in the accident. Y/N sighed in relief and looked for another possible threat, just checking, but when she realized that the area was clean, she returned to the passenger seat, leaving the gun on the dashboard in front of her.

"Next time I'm going to get an armored car." Neil comments, stepping on the gas. "Nice shot, by the way."

"Anytime." Y/N smiled, trying to control her breathing.

With the adrenaline disappearing from her body, it was hard for her to believe that this was really happening. For many nights she cried, wondering what it would be like if Neil just came back to her, but now she was afraid to wake up and realize that it was just another vivid dream.

The sun was rising when they arrived in a shed away from the city. Seen from the outside, the place was a little scary, but the interior wasn't that bad. There was some equipment like trackers, walkie-talkie, bulletproof vests, weapons, ammunition; a table with a mess of papers and on the other side two beds and something that Y/N supposed to be a private bathroom.

"Where we are?"

We. That simple word echoed in her mind. Y/N thought that "we" didn't exist anymore.

"For now in a safe place. It's dangerous for you out there." He answered the question and took a bottle of water, handing it to her after taking a generous sip.

"Who are these people, Neil?" She wanted answers, lots of answers, and that frustrated the british spy because for the first time he didn't know what could happen.

Neil had a mission and that mission ended with him dying in Stalask-12, but after what TP did, everything changed.

"We have a name..." He wanted to say more, he wanted to reassure her, but that was all he had at the moment.

Y/N drank some water and left the bottle on the table, looking at some reports and photos. All photos were of the same man.

Lenard Vaher

"But apparently they don't just want you..."

It took a few seconds and when the realization hit Y/N, concern appeared on her face.

No, not him.

"Where's TP? He's safe, right?"

"He was going to see you when Lenard's men kidnapped him. This happened three weeks ago." And considering the anger in Neil's voice, finding TP was proving an almost impossible task, but in the midst of so much concern, one point attracted Y/N's attention.

"You said he was going to see me..."

"There was something he needed to tell you." Neil sighed, resting his hands on the table. A few strands of blond hair fell over his forehead, but he quickly shook his head back, as he always did. "He returned to Stalask-12, Y/N."

After that statement, the only sound that could be heard was Neil's footsteps closing the distance between them and the first thing she did was put her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. Neil smiled. And that was not one of his famous smiles. That was a shy smile. His heart was beating like a drum and it was all because of her. Loving Y/N was something so special and pure, that Neil accepted his fate without a second thought. Saving the world, he was giving her a second chance to live, but now he is the one who received a second chance.

"I missed you every day." Before she could begin to consider the meaning behind his words, he settled his mouth upon hers, robbing her of thought.

She closed her eyes and melted against him, flattening her hands on his arms. Neil caught her bottom lip in his teeth, nibbling and licking at it until she thought she might perish from the intensity of the feeling. She whimpered at the sensation, and he rewarded the sound by deepening the kiss, giving her everything she desired. His tongue stroked hers, slow and insistent. A lush, decadent pleasure unfolded within them, snaking through their veins as though it had lain coiled in anticipation for years.

Just waiting for this moment.

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a/n – really hope you enjoy it and thank you soooo much for reading ;)

[ifuckinglovedio]

(Usually I would've just answered your ask but I wrote out this whole thing before realizing how asks work and didn't wanna copy it jdhshs)

@aot--levi--ttd

Ahh thank you so much for the nice ask!! I usually don’t write female reader but since I hadn’t linked to my rules yet before you sent this ask I’ll make an exception! (Though to be honest, even though I've had a female reader in mind writing this, I feel like it just naturally came out gender neutral anyway... I hope that's alright!)

Jotaro, Mista & Josuke getting called late at night by their s/o whose being followed

Jotaro 🐬

Jotaro had stayed up until late at night once again, getting lost in his work

It was already after midnight when he finally got up from his desk, so when he got a call from you he knew something must be wrong

"Why are you calling so late? Is everything okay?"

You told him about what happened, and though you tried to keep your voice calm so he wouldn't be overly worried, he could pick up the panic in your tone.

"Don't worry, I'm coming to pick you up. Just keep walking, and keep talking to me, alright? Tell me what you see."

He did his best to rush over to you. Luckily he knew the city you were in quite well, and thanks to your descriptions, it took less than 20 minutes before he found you.

He immediately ran towards you, even stopping time to get to you quicker, holding you in a close embrace and comforting you as best as he could.

When he spotted the man behind you, he did his best to imprint his face into his mind. What you told him made it unmistakably clear that this wasnt someone with good intentions. Part of him wanted to knock that guy down right then and there, but he decided against it. You were more important.

On the way back home he made sure to hold your hand for almost the entire drive. You were so exhausted, physically and mentally, that you couldnt help but fall asleep.

When you finally arrived Jotaro picked you up and carried you to bed, calmly tucking you in before going back to his office

He finished cleaning his desk and quickly drew a sketch of your stalker with SP's help, before going to sleep as well

When you told him the next day you felt like you'd seen this man following you a few times already, he didn't hesitate to file a police report. He took the day off to spend it with you, taking you out to brunch and a walk on the beach, making sure to distract you as much as he could by telling you his favorite little fun facts about sea creatures, and even picking up a shiny seashell he found to gift to you later.

Josuke 💜

Josuke had been worried for some time now.

You told him you would make a trip into town that day and might not make it home until late at night, but it's been hours now since he started waiting for you to come back. No text, no call, nothing. This was so unlike you, and the longer time went on, the harder it got for him to stay distracted.

But finally, his phone rang - and it was you! Letting out a sigh of relief, he answered your call, only to start panicking once more.

You didn't even greet him, just let out a meek "Josuke?" You sounded scared.

"(Y/N)? I've been waiting for you to call! Where have you been?! Is everything ok? You sound worried..."

You told him you forgot time. Instead of going right home after finishing your errands you wanted to stroll through the city, but you got lost on the way. And on top of that you could swear the man behind you didn't just walk the same way by chance...

"Josuke, I'm scared..."

"Don't worry! I'm coming for you! For now, try to head somewhere with more people. I'll make some calls and then I'll immediatly call you back, ok? I won't be gone longer than five minutes."

He quickly called his friends and told them what's up, and they agreed to help. They all got on their bikes and drove to the city, splitting up to search for you, all while Josuke kept you on the phone, make sure you knew he was there for you.

Okuyasu found you first, doing his best to look even more intimidating than usual, and making it clear to everyone around that you were his friend. He texted the others and took you to their pre determined meeting spot, keeping an arm around your shoulder until the man that had been following you was finally gone.

When you reached the others tears welled in your eyes. Josuke was pacing around, worriedly, while Koichi was trying to calm down Rohan, who seemed stressed as well, and obviously annoyed by Josuke.

Seeing your friends all worried for you, and even Rohan being there... it warmed you up inside a bit.

You ran towards Josuke while calling out his name, the former immediately catching you in his arms.

"You're safe... oh god, I was so worried."

He pressed a kiss to your forehead and wiped away your tears.

"Hey, hey, no need to cry! It's alright. You're safe. You're with me."

When you commented on the fact that Rohan was there, the mangaka's smile he had whole looking at you two turned into a frown and he started at the ground.

"Well, Koichi called me, and I still owed him a favor... besides, what kind of guy wouldn't help in a situation like this?!"

He was the only one with a car, so he drove you home, where you met with Josuke again.

You spent the rest of the evening watching an episode of your favorite comfort show, cuddled up close to your boyfriend, falling asleep next to him.

"No matter what you say, next time I'll make sure to come with you..."

Mista 🔫

You were out buying some new supplies for the gang. Until now you've always had someone along with you to make sure you're safe, but since nothing had happened for the past few months and you insisted on it, you went alone this time.

And of course, this was the day you should've taken someone along with you.

You'd finally gotten everything - it was a real drag to find the candy Narancia wanted for his birthday - you usually would've just gotten any other candy bar, but since it would be his birthday soon and he insisted these ones were the best, you went the literal extra mile and looked through every shop in the city you could think of.

By the time you'd finally found it the sun had already set, and when stepping out of the store and trying to make your way back, you realized you'd gotten completely lost.

You spent an hour wandering around the city, trying to find some kind of building or street you recognized, but it felt like you were running in circles. The exhaustion slowly got to you, and you wanted nothing but to lie down, yet you knew you had to stay strong.

After you arrived at the same street crossing yet again, you realized the man by the street lamp seemed more than familiar. You turned around and walked the other way, looking discreetly over your shoulder to realize you were indeed being followed.

Was it an enemy stand user? Someone who held a grudge against your boyfriend and the rest of the gang? Or just a creep who liked to follow young girls around at night? In any way, your first thought was to call your boyfriend.

"Honey bear? How are you baby? Have you eaten dinner already?"

"Huh? Oi, (y/n), what's up with the weird names?"

"Ah, so should I bring something for you? I can pick up some noodles on the way home ~"

"Hey,, you're acting kinda weird, is everything alright?"

"No, noo! It'll be just like that time two years ago. I got lost going shopping, remember? And then you picked me up and we had some noodles!"

That was enough for him. "So, you got lost and need me to pick you up, but can't say it outright, right?" "Yep!" "I'll be there in just a moment. OI, NARANCIA!"

The two ventured into town, and with Aerosmith's help they managed to find you quite quickly. They ran towards you, and you were more than relieved when you saw them come across the corner.

You rushed to his side and Mista took your hand, pointing his gun at the man following you.

Considering how quickly he ran away it must've just been some rando. Still, you were more than relieved to be with Mista again.

With how tired you were after the day, he offered to carry you on his back and you immediately accepted, holding closely onto him and burying your head on his shoulder.

You didn't refuse the opportunity and gave him a little peck on the cheek, letting you hear that laugh you so loved.

Together you three ventured home, when after some minutes something was off...

"Oi, Narancia? Weren't we supposed to go left here?" "No, I swear it's to the right!" "Hey, wait a minute, weren't we just at this lamppost?"

...you got lost again.

In the end Abbachio came to pick you three up, though not before getting annoyed by your shared idiocy.

Finally feeling at peace, you feel asleep next to Mista on the car ride. Though your life had gotten consistently more dangerous since you met him, you couldn't help but feel like whenever he was around, things were finally alright.

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The Perfect Bad Boy (Pt. 13 of 18)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 3 K

Summary: Working as a lifeguard in the Hawkins Community Pool, you try to fit in after moving from New York. Things were going pretty well when you notice you've been under someone's stare. Billy Hargrove, Hawkins' bad boy, has been staring at you since day one. You never intended to have anything to do with him, judging by the reputation he has. But Billy won't leave you alone, determined to show you his feelings are different this time...

As if your heart flooding you with confusing feelings wasn't enough, there are weird, strange animals lurking in the woods... But those have to be just part of the wild live of the woods surrounding Hawkins... Right?

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Demodogs

The funfair is everything you thought it would be, and even more. The colorful lights, the music, the games, the kids running around. It's inebriating, beautiful, mesmerizing... You only wish you could forget what you saw on the road... What you saw a while ago and what James told you he saw. Four beasts so far, if you assume those were all different animals. It probably means there are more, right? Nobody was attacked yet, or else you'd know. News travel fast through Hawkins. But even so, the cops need to know, and whatever it is, it has to be controlled. But what you really need is to know what that is. You think you'll feel better once you know the species, so you can do some research and have some peace of mind.

“(Y/N)? Are you there?” Monica shakes your shoulder lightly, dragging you out of your thoughts. “You look a little pale. Are you feeling alright?”

“Yup. I was just thinking.” You all give a few steps forward when the line for the ferris wheel move.

“I know who you were thinking about,” Christopher says, his arm around Monica's shoulders. “He's coming, by the way.” He tilts his head towards something behind you, and you immediately turn on your heels, and the familiar burning on your stomach hits.

You can't help but smile to see him, walking among the sea of people, eyes fixed on you. It's ok to look now, right? You're dating, you're living together. And Billy looks so... Gorgeous. Hot. Awesome. He's wearing his black leather jacket and a dark blue shirt underneath, which is unbuttoned.

“Hey, princess.” His smile makes your legs weak as he pulls you into a kiss.

“Hey, handsome,” you mutter when you pull away, a hand on the exposed part of his chest. “Haven't you ever heard of buttons, Hargrove?”

“Yeah, but I don't think they're necessary.” He winks and you bite your lip.

“I think I agree,” you whisper before finally turning back to your friends. And, of course, they're all staring with wide eyes. Monica is the only one who knows you're dating. “So, guys... Billy and I.” You mutter, blushing lightly and moving again. You're next in line.

“I knew it!” Jason exclaims, high-fiving Monica. “I knew it, from the beginning.”

“I didn't. I mean... Billy is... Or was...” Christopher struggles with the words, gesturing at Billy and you. “Well it doesn't matter, does it? Congratulations.”

“Careful, Chris. Remember what happened to David last time.” Monica warns him, a smirk on her face.

“Next.” The old man calls and you move.

“Couples first,” Monica says, pulling you and Billy ahead of the others. The car only fits two, so you and Billy go alone.

As you move up, you look down, taking in the amazing view the ferris wheel provides. Billy has an arm around your shoulders, and you lay your head on his shoulder.

“You're quiet. What happened? You sounded very excited about the fair.” Billy asks, placing a kiss on your hair.

You don't want to tell him why you're restless, not today. “I was. I am.” You stutter a little, clearing your throat.

“Are you afraid of heights?”

“No.” You breathe out, cursing yourself for worrying him. “I'm happy, I truly am and this is... This is beautiful and being here with you just makes everything better.” Looking up, you pull him into a kiss, taking in his amazing scent, from the cologne you love so much. “I'm alright, trust me,” you reassure him when we break the kiss.

“(Y/N), you were very, very loud earlier. You literally threw water on me. You can't possibly think I wouldn't notice you acting weird.” Billy keeps his index finger on your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes.

You really wish he could let it go because you don't want to ruin the night, but don't want to lie either. “I just saw something in the woods, but I'm sure it's nothing.” You try hard to keep the fear away from your voice, to keep it casual.

“Was it the same thing you saw the other time?” He asks, the expression on his face changing. It seems that you don't need to ask Billy to believe on what you saw. He does. You have no idea why or how, but it looks like he does. “The same thing James said he saw?”

“Yeah... Two of them. Running, keeping up with the car.” Your voice cracks by the end, as the image comes back to your mind. It's almost surreal that you're so scared of what's probably just some kind of animal. “It's stupid. I'm a big city girl, I'm not used to living this close to the woods.”

“It's not stupid.” He assures you, pecking your lips. “We'll check it out tomorrow, ok?”

“We should tell the police. What if it starts attacking people in the daylight?”

“It won't,” Billy states, not a single hint of doubt in his voice.

“What do you mean it won't? Do you know what it is? Is it nocturnal?” The words come out fast. If he knows what it is, why didn't he tell you on the first time? Billy looks away, taking a deep breath. “Billy?”

“I'll need you to trust me in this, (Y/N).” His voice is different, urgent, deep. Of course you trust him, how could you not?

“I do,” you say in a low voice. “You know I do. Is something going on that I don't know about?” As you speak, your time is over and you're back on the ground. Billy takes your hand and start walking away from the ferris wheel.

“I promise I'll tell you everything. But not here, and not today.” You both stop, and Billy cups your face. “For now, let's us just... Enjoy the moment. How does that sound?”

Taking a deep breath, you nod. It was the plan from the beginning, so you might as well stick to it. “Alright.”

“Come, I'll introduce you to my friends.”

Billy guides you through the fair, holding your hand. His friends are on the Northside, where parking is exclusive for the employees. But you don't think they care. You only know Tommy and Carol, the other two guys and the girl you only know from afar. When they recognize Billy, Tommy raises his hand and waves.

“You'll hate them.” Billy warns.

“Let me be the judge of that,” you whisper as you approach the guys.

“What's up, Billy,” Tommy says, smiling. “...And who's that?”

Of cours they're staring at you. Why would you even hope otherwise? You're not only the new girl, but now you're also the one who actually got Billy Hargrove. People won't just look. They'll stare. “This is (Y/N), my girlfriend,” Billy says and you wave at them. “(Y/N), these are Tommy, Carol, Ryan, Buck, and Emily.”

“Hi. It's nice to meet you, guys.” You simply say, involuntary moving closer to Billy when you notice Ryan's eyes lingering on you.

“Girlfriend? Are you kidding me?” Carol asks, giggling. “I knew you two were hanging out but dating? I must admit I didn't see that coming.”

“Why didn't you introduce her to us earlier, Billy?” Ryan mutters, taking a sip from his can. “Is she too... Pure to hang out with us?”

“Actually, yes,”

“And have you started corrupting her already?" Ryan flashes a smile, and it makes you feel uncomfortable. You can see when his eyes move through your body, up and down, his smile only widening. “Why don't you give me your number, sweetie? I can call when Billy boy here is done with you.”

“Don't you–”

“Do you happen to have Billy's number?” You ask, raising your voice and placing a hand on Billy's chest to stop him from moving. Ryan raises an eyebrow and nods, a big interrogation on his face. “Good. Then you already have my number.”

He bursts into a laugh, furrowing his eyebrows. “Nice one. You could just say no, though.”

“It's not a joke.” Smiling, you feel Billy's arms encircling your waist.

“Wait. Are you two living together or something?” Emily gestures at you and then at Billy, and you feel when he nods. “Shit, it's true then. You're pregnant.” She stands up straight, wide eyes.

“I knew it.” Tommy states.

“That again.” Rolling your eyes, you shake your head lightly. “I'm not pregnant. We're just–”

“Living together,” Billy states, his voice making it clear there will be no further explanation.

Everyone, basically at the same time, gasps, giggles, and Ryan spits out his drink. “Holy shit, Billy. Can't believe you're keeping this one. But this whole innocent act she has going on is very alluring, I must admit.”

“Want me to beat him up a little?” Billy whispers in your ear, and you can hear the anger building up. And you didn't like what Ryan said anyway.

“I did say I wouldn't stop you on the next time so be my guest,” you whisper back, shrugging your shoulders. Who are you to intervene if Billy wants to use his friend as a punching bag?

You give a step back when Billy moves, straight towards Ryan who has the decency of raising both his hands in defeat. “C'mon, Billy. You wouldn't hurt me because of one of your cows, would you? She's just–” Ryan is cut short by a hard punch on his stomach, which makes him bend over and forces the air out of his lungs.

“I would just–” Billy pulls him up again by the collar of his shirt, his fist then connecting to his jaw. “–warn you but–” A kick this time, on the ribs. “–you just can't keep your damn mouth shut, can you?” Billy pushes him violently, and Ryan stumbles down, blood all over his nose and mouth. “I believe my point is made.” He turns to look at the others and you do the same, just now noticing your eyes were fixed on the fight. If you can even call this a fight.

“No screwing with your girl,” Tommy states, exchanging a wide-eyed glance with Carol. “Got it.”

“Let's go, (Y/N).” Billy fixes his jacket and takes your hand. “Want some cotton candy?”

He is acting as if he didn't just leave a bleeding Ryan lying on the ground. “Yeah,” you mumble, raising an eyebrow at his smirk. Billy starts walking, not bothering to wave goodbye at his friends. “Just because I didn't like them it doesn't mean you can't hang out with them. I want to make this very clear.” You have to say it. In a relationship, a person shouldn't try to control who the other hangs out with.

“You're an angel, you know that? The other girls had me for one night and already wanted to control what I–” He stops talking suddenly, shaking his head slightly.

“What? You can say it, I made peace with whatever you did before.” As you speak, you start pulling him on a different direction. This parking lot is outside of the fair, so you're near the back of the attractions. A place gets your attention. It's a bit dark, but there's this blue and purple light, enough to illuminate it just a little bit.

“I know, but I shouldn't compare you to–. Where are you going?”

Not bothering to answer, you just start pulling him harder. “There.”

“I might like where this is going.”

“Jerk,” you mumble, smiling to find that whatever attraction this is, the back is shaped like an L, which gives you a perfect corner to hide. So you move to the very back of it. “Thank you again,” you say, turning around and walking backwards until your back hits the metal wall.

“For what?”

“For defending my honor. It's the second time and now I can thank you better than I did on the first time.” Of course, he already has that smirk on his face. The one you used to hate, that you used to be scared of because it made you feel... Weird. “I–”

The words get caught in your throat when Billy picks you up suddenly, both his hands grabbing your legs and placing them around his waist. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck to steady yourself, giggling. “For the height issue.”

“The height is not an issue,” you tell him, the blue and purple lights illuminating his face enough for you to take in his features. They're already memorized, burned in your brain, but you still like to look. “It's good to be on the same level though.”

“Mhm.” He mumbles and you close your eyes when you feel his lips brushing on yours.

You're used to the burning sensation, the sweet butterflies on your stomach as the anticipation kicks in.

On the moment his lips connect with yours, the amazing, breathtaking sensation is clouded by a groan. A... Growl. Billy pulls away immediately, letting you down. “What was that?” you ask, suddenly aware of the woods across the parking lot.

“Stay here, I–” Another snarl, low and guttural, and then you see it.

The thing comes from behind a large truck, some feet away. You're frozen at the sight. Now you can see it, clearly. And it's not an animal.

It has no fur, just blue, wet skin... And no face. You were right. James was right...

“(Y/N),” Billy calls, but you don't move. “(Y/N), c'mon.”

The thing moves slowly, and you have no idea how, but it knows you're here. It's looking straight at you and Billy, despite having no eyes. You're trying to make your body move, to send any signals to your legs, but it's useless.

Its face starts moving, all of it. You feel Billy grabbing your hand, a distant, numb feeling. Then, the animal's head opens up, and an unnatural growl emerges from its throat at the same moment you're pulled. You don't know how but your legs start working, and you're suddenly running, as fast as you can, back inside the fair. But you feel hunted, pursued. You're among the people again, but Billy keeps running, you don't know where. You can't think. Maybe you're going crazy, but you're pretty sure Billy saw it too. He wouldn't be running if he didn't, right?

“(Y/N),” Billy cups your face, and only then you notice you stopped. The sea of people move around you, but you can't really see it. “Listen. I need you to help me find Maxine. Or any of her friends. Ok?”

You simply nod, taking a deep breath and trying to get yourself back together. “Maxine,” you repeat, clenching your fists. “Or the boys. Alright. But n-no separating to look.” You burst out the last part, holding the collar of his jacket.

“No, we'll stay together. I just need you to–”

“Billy!” A low yell almost lost among the noises reaches you. You both turn your heads at the same time to find Max running, pushing people out of her way. She's with the boys, and someone older. “We gotta go. Now.” She says once she's close.

“We–”

“The Demodogs are back.” Dustin cuts Billy off, his voice getting all funny again. But you don't laugh this time. You're too scared to laugh.

“(Y/N)? Are you ok?” Max asks, and you don't know what to say.

You're feeling sick. There are too many people here, and that thing is out there... What if it starts attacking? There are kids here, toddlers... You feel your body failing, and a strong arm encircles your waist.

“My place. Everyone. Now.” Billy commands as you struggle to stand up, hiding your face on his chest.

Is there any possibility you're having a nightmare?

Because these... These things don't just happen. It doesn't exist, not in real life. It belongs only to sci-fi or horror movies.

Billy has a hand on your knee as you ride shotgun in his car, not listening to whatever Max, Lucas, and Dustin are talking about on the backseat. You're waiting to wake up, you think. Trying to shake the image of that thing's head opening up like it's been sliced apart. You feel how your hands are shaking when you touch your face, trying hard no cry out of desperation.

“Hey,” Billy says in a low voice. “Remember when I told you to trust me?”

Nodding, you dry off the stubborn tears before looking at him. “We'll fix this. I promise you.”

“How? How do we–”

“We'll tell you everything,” Lucas says, cutting in. “I mean, she saw it. She has to know, right?”

“Right. But your brain may explode, so be prepared.” Max touches your shoulder, but you can't understand why they seem so... Calm about this. They're worried, but not deadly, ultimately scared. How in the hell is that possible that you're the only one here on the verge of losing your damn mind?

“Let's get inside,” Billy says when we stop by his place. “And wait for the others.”

You can barely feel your body as you walk to the house. Billy remains by your side on the couch as the boys stay in the kitchen. The low chattering is unlistenable.

“How are you feeling, princess?”

“I don't know how to answer that. I just say a very weird dog cracking its head open.” Running a hand through your hair, you close your eyes shut. “It's about that lab, isn't it? This whole thing smells like some screwed up experiment that went wrong.”

“The truth is actually a lot worse than that.” As he speaks, the door opens and you jump back to your feet, breathing out relieved when you see it's just the rest of the guys. And three more people, about your age.

Everyone gathers around in the living room and you go back to your place beside Billy. It's creepy the way they all keep staring at you, exchanging glances.

“(Y/N), these are Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan. They're part of our party when it comes to... This.” Max starts, and the three of them nod and give you a little wave. “There are also Robin, Hopper, the chief of police and Joy, Will's mom, but they won't get here in time so... Let's just do this.”

Maxine takes the deepest breath, but when you think she'll start speaking, she doesn't.

“I swear to God I'll lose my freaking mind if one of you don't start explaining to me what the hell is going on here because I just saw some–some sick, zombie, dead dog with no face and the head just opened up like one of those carnivorous plants and I'm sure something is very, very wrong and–”

“Alright, I'll do it.” Eleven speaks up, stepping forward and gesturing for Billy to stand up. She takes his place, looking down at her hands before looking at you. “Ready for the strangest story you'll ever hear?”

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@chloe-skywalker @dpaccione @dreamin-of-dacre @funeral-7 @uncookspaget @youhavemyfantasticbeasts @halloweenbitch2764 @redlovett @multific @shinydixon @nikkixostan @clockworkballerina

[soccerbites]

tea party mademoiselle, JJ Maybank

masterlist in bio

a.n: i posted this a few months back so if you think it's familiar that's probably why :) english is not my first language so i apologize in advance for any mistake.

words count: 2,1k

warnings: maybe a little cursing??? but i think not.

(not my gif if it's yours please tell me so i can give you credits)

You woke up by someone jumping in your bed and instantly remembered the promised you had made the night before your mum about taking care of your little sister that day. She had to do double shifts at work, meaning she would be out from seven a.m until around nine p.m.

"Lena stop" you told the five years old girl and she obeyed to your order, sitting next to you where you were laying.

After looking at your phone and noticing it was almost nine a.m you asked her if she wanted to have breakfast, to what she replied with a yes, filled with excitement because she loved your french toasts.

While you two were enjoying the flavorsome food you had prepare, your phone started buzzing and the name of JJ appeared on the screen, you answered the call.

"pretty girl" your friend said through the speaker.

"how you doing gorgeous?" you decided to follow his little game that after all the years of friendship was a completely normal thing between you two, flirting all the time was like the signature of your personal bond, making everyone think JJ and you were involved in something more personal and intimate; which was not close at all from reality.

"our plans for today still on your agenda?" JJ asked, you could tell he was eating due to the weird way he was talking and also your friends had this bad habit of chewing really loud and it made you go insane, but it didn't matter when you recalled on how you were supposed to pick him up and spend the day at the beach together.

"oh shit-" you started but he interrupted you.

"i knew you would forget traitor ass bitch" he didn't sound mad, in fact he was laughing.

"i'm so so sorry Jay" you began talking with your hand on your forehead while the little monster in front of you was watching you, "my mom is doing double shift at work today and i promised to take care of Lena, i'm so so sorry".

"wait, you are with Lena right now?"

"yes, she is looking at me right now, in a malicious way, sometimes she scares the hell out of me" JJ laughed at what you said.

"put me on speaker i wanna talk to her" you could feel how he was smiling on the other line, JJ loved Lena and she loved him, your sister even told you once how she had a crush on him, even though she pissed you off most of the time, it was adorable.

"k", you pulled the phone away from your ear and pressed the button, "someone wants to talk to you" you said to her and then placed the electronic gadget between you two so both could hear him.

"hi princess!" your friend greeted Lena and you saw how her were flooded with joy when she distinguished JJ's voice, "you ok over there?" he asked after a few seconds without any answer, your little sister was shocked.

"Lena! say something to him!" you laughed at her priceless reaction.

"i can't, i'm nervous" she 'whispered' but you knew very well that he had heard her.

"why?" you asked Lena just to mess with the poor little girl.

"he is too cute! you know i like him" her face was close to be red as a tomato, "you talk to him! he is your boyfriend!".

"you know he is not my boyfriend silly kid!" she looked at you deadly in the eyes, "fine fine, i'll talk to him" you brought your phone closer to you but the speaker was still on, "Lena can't talk right now JJ" you glanced at her, she was pointing at the bathroom, "She's on the bathroom right now" with a smile on her face she pulled her thumbs up, indicating you were doing alright.

How the fuck a five years old can be like that?

"oow, that's too bad! i wanted to ask her if she would like that i come over and play with you guys!" JJ and you knew exactly what you were doing, and both loved it.

"shit man" your sister opened her eyes wide open and started moving her head up and down very fast and drastically, "but, i'm sure she would love that you came" you said after getting her message.

" i don't know, i think she hates me-" JJ couldn't finish talking 'cause Lena yelled.

"NO JJ I LOVE YOU PLEASE COME TO MY HOUSE" you held back a laugh.

"oh Lena, there you are!" she was sitting on the floor with her hands over her mouth, not believing what she had just screamed, drama queen just like you, "if you ask me like that i can't say no, i'll be there by midday with food to eat".

"see you Jay"

"see you girls" he hang up and you smiled at your sister who's mouth was wide open.

Waiting for JJ was life-threatening when Lena didn't stop running around the house while howling around the house "JJ is coming here! JJ is going to play with me!", at the beginning was funny and sweet, but after almost two hours of hearing it you wanted to kill her cold-blooded style.

The knock on your door sounded like angels melody entering your ears, your little sister ran towards the door and when you arrived there she had already opened it and let JJ get inside.

"Lena! what if it was a murderer?" you complained for her actions, but she just ignored you and turned to face JJ.

"JJ you have to promise me one thing" she spoke as one of her fingers got close to JJ's face, "you will play with me and not just kiss my sister!" she said extremely serious about it.

"it will be hard not to 'cause she looks beautiful today but i promise you i will not" the blonde expressed as he handed you a greasy brown bag, which you assumed contained the food he said he was going to bring, and winked at you, making you roll your eyes,

"i knew it! JJ is your boyfriend! you were lying to my Y/N!" your dramatic and innocent sister yelled at you.

"No kid, he is messing with you, we are just friends" you replied to her laughing it off.

"I WANT JJ TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND!" Lena started crying an ran to her room.

"five years old and she's already a drama queen just like her big sis" your best friend scoffed.

"go after her you blondie king" you ordered while setting the table to eat.

"why me? she's your sister" JJ complained

"because she loves YOU way more than she loves ME, besides, you started this, you fix it" you said as placing glasses for the three of you.

JJ used his beauty features to persuade Lena to eat.

Lunch went by fast, lots of laughs and jokes included. The golden boy and you love to mess with your little sister.

You were playing UNO in the living when suddenly the tiny monster stood up full of excitement.

"I have an idea!" she happily said.

"what is it princess?" JJ asked, his angelic blue eyes were focused on the cards held by his hands, thinking about which one throw and deciding over a plus two, thing that made you lift your middle finger and picked up two from the little mountain over the table.

"we're going to bake cookies!" the boy and you looked up to her with a frown on your faces.

"why?" you asked.

"why not?" JJ replied, it was pretty obvious he just wanted to piss you off.

The three of you followed an easy recipe your mom always made on weekends. When you finally introduced the tray filled with the raw cookies the kitchen was a mess, flour everywhere and some cookie dough was sprayed all over the mount kitchen from when JJ picked you up and spun you around.

Five minutes before they were done you told them to go and play or something like that, giving you time to make some coffee and clean a little bit.

You walked into the living room and what you found was the most amazingly cute thing you had seen in your short life. JJ and Lena were sitting in the floor around the little table you were playing cards, unless that now it was filled with plastic mugs and plates. Your little sister had her Rapunzel dress on and the blonde boy was wearing a silver crown with fake amethysts on it and around his neck a pink and purple boa. You decided to appreciate the scenario for a few more seconds, JJ was faking drinking from his cup and Lena was saying something to him that you couldn't hear because you were to immersed into how great your best friends was with kids.

"what are you two beautiful kids doing?" you asked while walking towards them.

"it's a tea party mademoiselle you have to talk properly" JJ scold you.

"oh! i'm so sorry! it was very inconsiderate of me! i brought some tasty cookies to share with you" Your sister gave you a similar boa to the one that JJ was wearing but yours was electric blue and your crown was actually a flowers one.

It was almost seven p.m and after lots of begs and promises you gave up and let Lena and JJ do your make up.

The little girl went running to her bedroom to find her 'products' as she called them and you took advantage of being alone with JJ and told him what you had thought about earlier.

"JJ" you called him and he looked at you, "you are great with kids, you will be an awesome dad" on his face appeared the biggest smile of them all, you knew how much what you were saying meant to him due to everything he had gone through with his dad. He told you multiple times before how he was afraid of ending up being like his dad, but after today you were sure there was no way the pretty boy that was in front of you ended up that way.

"Thank you Y/N it means that you think of me that way" you smiled to him, almost letting an i love you slip from your mouth.

"WHO'S READY FOR THIS?!" Lena screamed.

"Let's get to it" you said, still looking at JJ.

"And JJ" he turned his head, now facing the girl, "i'm doing your make up too"

"Of course you are princess! i want to be as beautiful as Y/N is!"

The whole day was just perfect, you had no words to describe how happy and delighted you felt.

When your mum arrived JJ left. Lena told her everything and she was amazed with the boy, it was a side of him that no one, not even you had seen before and it was a lovely one.

You were turning off the lights of your room when someone entered your room, your mom.

"i do not really know what is happening between you and JJ but, from what you guys told me he was the best today" she smiled at you "so i would reconsider the 'no pogue on pogue macking' rule you told me about and finally leave the just friends aside, it's pretty obvious you two like and love each other in other ways than that" she closed the door without giving you the chance to answer.

The screen of your phone lighted up when you got a text from the boy.

- i was thinking about what you said about me being a good dad, you will be an awesome mom too, but i don't want to have kids if it's not with you, whatcha say?

You were shocked by what he was saying.

- i'm pretty sure that for that to happen there are lots of steps ahead ;)

- like what?

- idk, asking me out first? a kiss?

- my precious Y/N would you do me the honor of going tea partying again? this time just the two of us.

- i'll be delighted JJ Maybank

- and what about letting me kiss you at that tea party?

-it'd be a little inappropriate but i might give in

-god you have no idea of how happy you make me pretty girl.

- you too golden boy