#please ignore me i'm just fuming at myself for forgetting

[a-s-levynn]

There is a very real chance i might have to put the small offerings on pause during the holidays which is quite frustrating. I got so used to doing them at least every other day and now it's just.. arrgghhh i want to draw. But i forgot small details like not having a desklight here while my room being unreasonably dark. 🤦🏻 I may be able to sort it out by tomorrow.. at least i hope so. I have an idea but we'll see if it's viable. Fuck i hope so..

[hemlocksandfoxgloves]

Has anybody heard of "It Was All Just a Game" by write_me227? It's the very beautiful and talented untold story of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Set during the years between 4th year and 8th year, it's the complete retelling of Harry Potter, the way it should've gone. Now if you don't like JK Rowling but you love Harry Potter/Drarry, this is the story for you. This is the author for you! This story is so beautifully written, down to the descriptions, every last detail, a complete character study of Draco and Harry.

During the Goblet of Fire, Draco Malfoy comes up with this miraculous plan to make a fool out of Harry Potter by making him fall in love. Draco didn't count on his plan backfiring and falling for Harry himself, and harder. They go on to have a beautiful, beautiful and loving relationship. Until of course, Voldemort finds out about their relationship. The heartbreak, the torture, the secrets! (Ohhh, I'm crying just thinking about it!!)

Now I must warn you this story deals with some heavy, heavy themes, some to note are: a severe eating disorder, body dysmorphia, emotional abuse, manipulation, physical abuse, PTSD, grief, suicidal ideation.

I will note myself she writes an excellent graphic description of a panic attack. I have panic attacks myself and it was very spot on.

Just keep in mind this isn't a story you should be reading if you're not in the right state of mind, especially 6th year.

"Safe is with me." (Totally not crying)

One of my favorite scenes:

Draco entered the Slytherin Common Room the next morning as Pansy and Blaise were getting ready for breakfast.

"Long night with Potter," they asked.

"It was nice," Draco smiled softly. "Best I've slept in a few weeks."

"Oh, we're glad you're not fighting," Pansy said.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "Why would we be?"

Blaise straightened his tie. "We figured after you heard about the Chang kiss, you'd lose your head."

"What Chang kiss?" Both Pansy and Blaise closed their mouths. Draco's eyes narrowed between the guilty looks on their faces. "What Chang kiss?"

Which was how Draco found himself waiting outside the Great Hall for Harry to come down from his shower before class. He leant up against the castle wall, his arms crossed, fuming.

He watched as Harry descended from the seventh floor alone. Granger and Weasley must've been eating already. When Harry arrived at his landing, he looked up at him, and then looked around to make sure the coast was clear. "Hey you."

"Forget to mention something, Potter," he gritted.

Harry pulled a look of confusion and then, as it hit him, his eyes widened in the realization. "I'm so sorry." Draco pushed past him, charging down the stairs towards the dungeons, and Harry followed. "Wait, please let's talk about it!"

Draco ignored his plea, and continued towards the common room, but Harry grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled him back into their usual broomstick cupboard. Harry locked the door behind him and cast a silencing charm.

"You have five seconds to convince me not to commit murder. Five. Four. Three. Two—"

"If you're in Azkaban, then you'll miss our Friday dates."

Draco's eyes narrowed. "You're allowed visitors in Azkaban. I'm sure we could find a schedule."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Harry rushed.

"You didn't think to mention it while we slept next to each other, or did you just want to snog from anybody that stops by?"

"Would saying 'the kiss was so bad that I forgot about it' help?"

"No, not really," Draco sneered. "It happened. You saw me twice yesterday. You didn't care to mention that you kissed someone else. I had to hear it from Blaise and Pansy who heard it from ten other people."

Harry frowned, dejected. "I'm such an arsehole. I deserve it. Go on, yell." Draco stared at him. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because I really don't want anything like the Quidditch incident. I don't want to do anything stupid. I want to think rationally... but it's really hard to." Draco swallowed. His chest burned. "Why aren't my kisses good enough for you?"

"They are," Harry said. "I promise they are, they're amazing."

"If they were, then you wouldn't kiss anyone else. I'm gonna go," Draco's voice cracked.

"No! Please don't," Harry stepped in front of the door.

"Harry ... I want you to have friends. I want you to have your own life, but the thought of someone else kissing you. And then you didn't bloody tell me about it. We spent the night together. We had hours to talk about it."

"You had a horrible break, and I just wanted to make you feel better. I didn't want you to be angry."

"Oh, we're well past that! Furious sounds much more accurate. You cheated on me and then didn't tell me about it? I thought we were supposed to come to each other about cover-ups. I reckon if it was a cover up you would have told me instead of hiding it."

"I'm sorry! I tried looking for you on the train, I couldn't find you. I don't want to lose you," Harry cried. "I'm so scared that the rug is going to be pulled out from under me. That someone is going to take you away. I didn't want to do that to me."

"So you lied to me and hurt me more?"

"Draco." Draco moved towards the door but Harry stepped in front of it. "Wait, no please! Hear me out. It was a mistake. We were in the Room of Requirement, she was crying, it was right before we left for holiday—"

"And you let her say Happy Christmas by shoving her mouth on to yours!?"

"No! Please, just listen to me," Harry said as Draco turned around, heading to the door. He pulled on his arm. "It meant nothing. It was just a few seconds."

Draco's eyes narrowed even worse. "A few seconds? You didn't push her away?"

"I didn't know what to do!"

"Push her away!"

"She was crying, I didn't want to hurt her."

"So you chose to hurt me instead." His jaw poked out.

"That's not how it was. She just did it. I didn't even realize she was doing it. When she was, I thought someone was watching, and it'd be a good cover up, but no one was there and—"

"So she just went up to you? I'm going to kill her for touching you."

"No no no no," Harry grasped his hand, shoving his wand back into his robe. "No, you will not! If anything, take it out of me."

"Oh yes, I will take it out on your bloody arse, Harry Potter! You prick! I can't believe you'd let this happen! And then you didn't tell me about it!"

"It was awful, if it helps at all."

"Of course it was awful! She's not me."

Harry winced. "It didn't mean anything, I promise!"

"I'm your boyfriend. I'm the only one who's allowed to kiss you. She can't kiss you. You're mine, I'm yours. We mutually agreed to be in a relationship together. That means we don't kiss other people because we want to kiss each other. If we want to kiss other people, then we break up. That's how that works."

"I didn't want to kiss her! I want to kiss you so much right now." Harry took a step forward, but Draco took a step back.

"Hell no. Who does she think she is going at you like that?" Draco grabbed his wand. "She can't just kiss you if you don't want it! Hell, she didn't work hard enough for it! I had to fake my way into your heart, then get a bloody nose before you even kissed me, and she walked right on up to you and just did it and got away with it!"

Draco turned away from him, defeated. Harry expected him to act like this, though it still hurt. "This wasn't supposed to happen to you. I'd expect it from anyone else but you. You're good. You're a good person." He bit his lip. "I would have at least thought you'd have the sense of pushing her away."

"She was crying," Harry argued.

"Yes, and you have a boyfriend," Draco turned to him. "Even in secret, you have a bloody boyfriend. You should have stood up for me, for us, Harry. You couldn't have at least lied?"

"I-I... I didn't know what to do. I was shocked—"

"That doesn't matter," Draco growled. "You didn't tell me about it!"

"I'm sorry," he cried, reaching out to touch Draco's cheek. He didn't push him away, but he glared at him, sneered at him, made the point that Harry wasn't welcome like that to him.

"Whose boyfriend are you, Harry?" Draco growled, standing closer to him.

"Yours."

"What's my name?"

"Draco."

Draco pressed him back against the wall. "Whose boyfriend are you?"

"I'm yours. I'm Draco's. I'm Draco Malfoy's boyfriend."

"And whose boyfriend aren't you?"

"I really want to kiss you right now."

"Whose boyfriend aren't you?"

"Cho Chang's," Harry swallowed, looking Draco dead in the eye, then down at his lips.

"Wrong answer," he bit, "Hey, up here."

Harry's eyes snapped up to Draco's. "I'm not Cho Chang's boyfriend, I'm Draco Malfoy's."

"Both true, but not what I'm looking for."

"I-I don't understand."

"The correct answer is 'nobody else's boyfriend.'" Harry nodded, but Draco wasn't satisfied. "Say it."

"I'm Draco Malfoy's boyfriend. I'm nobody else's boyfriend."

"Good. Now, if you want to go around letting other people kiss you, then you'd better break up with me. Cheating isn't something I accept, especially after we laid out the terms and conditions before we even started dating."

"No, I could never break up with you. I don't want anybody else. I'm your boyfriend, you're my boyfriend. I love that you're my boyfriend."

Draco turned cold. "Hm, do you now?"

"Draco, please don't be like this," Harry urged, but Draco turned cold.

"My boyfriend was kissed by someone who wasn't his boyfriend and you want me to not be angry. Here, let me congratulate you on getting some action while I couldn't provide," he snapped before turning away from him and heading for the door.

"Wait," Harry rushed in front of the handle, denying access to it. "I didn't mean it like that. I just want you to be happy."

"Then maybe the next time someone comes within an inch of your mouth, you'll push them away. Move."

"No," Harry stayed firm. "Damn it, Draco. I said I'm sorry! I knew you'd be angry, but hell. It was just a few seconds. Nothing more. What else can I do to make it up to you?"

Draco crossed his arms. He hadn't realized he was breathing heavy. He couldn't help it. It hurt. Harry hurt him. "What do you think, Harry? What do you think you should have to do to make up for you cheating on me? What would you do if the roles were switched? What would you do if spent the entire night with me and I didn't tell you about it?"

"I... I don't know," he looked at the floor. "I would think that you were scared and nervous and didn't want to lose the best thing that happened to you."

Draco frowned. "Even so, I wouldn't hide this from you."

"Draco, please! I don't want you to be angry anymore. I'll do anything."

"You didn't answer my question. What would you do if the roles were switched?"

Harry opened his mouth, then closed it. He stepped aside and gave Draco access to the door as he looked down. "I would break up with you," he swallowed. "You're right. I should have pushed her away. I should have told you."

Closing his eyes, he waited for Draco to leave, to think it over, or he could just do it now. It was up to him. Looks like we aren't going to make it a year...

After a few moments of silence, Harry waiting, Draco, rather than leaving, strode to him. Harry opened his glossy eyes and looked directly into his. "I shall expect a new pair of dragon hyde gloves from Borgan and Burkes, the ones with the purple scales that just came out designed by Bruno Murano, in my mailbox by tomorrow morning, along with a top quality back and neck massage as well as a bouquet of nice-arse roses—white, not the red ones, we have to cleanse our relationship—and you're not allowed to go near that Chang girl for a week so she gets the message. If she tries talking to you, you walk away. You can explain it to her later, and if she asks questions, tell her your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, is ensuring nothing like that will ever happen again."

"You're not breaking up with me?"

Draco breathed before answering. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, too. You're right. It was just a few seconds. It's not worth it."

The boy nodded. "It will never happen again."

"Damn right it won't ever happen again. That being said," Draco grabbed Harry by his shirt's collar, pushed him against the wall, and advanced onto him, making sure their bodies were pressed together. "No one is allowed to be this close to you."

"Yes," Harry said.

"If they are, they're too bloody close. If you can feel their breath on your mouth, too close."

He nodded. His eyes were dilated, and he didn't really hear what he was saying because Draco just looked so...

"And," Draco continued, "If anyone so much touches you below here," he put a hand on his shoulder, "I'll find them and hex them."

"Please do."

"And if anyone so much as," Draco leaned down, gracing his lips against Harry's delicately, "I swear to Salazar himself, I will murder them." Harry laughed. "You think I'm joking?"

"Oh, I know you're not," he looked him directly in the eyes.

"And then I'll hex your arse as well. Did you hear me?"

Harry nodded.

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

Draco whispered in his ear. "I'm not sure you do."

"I do," Harry looked back at him with wide eyes. "I promise."

"Don't lie, Harry," Draco hissed. Pressing the lengths of their entire bodies together, he kissed his neck and bit it. "I'm only allowed to do this. I'm the only one allowed to kiss you." Harry moaned, suddenly feeling so hot. Fuck, it felt so good. "I'm the only one allowed to make you blush." Draco turned back and looked at him. "I'm the only one allowed to touch you like this."

"Draco," Harry moaned.

"You're mine and no one else's. I'm yours and no one else's. Have a problem with it? We break up. I'm jealous and possessive. If that's baggage you can't deal with, we can end this now."

"I want you," Harry's eyes dilated. "So much."

Draco captured Harry's lips to his own, kissing him hard. Biting his lower lip, then sucking it, passionately, lovingly. "You're mine."

As Draco's hand slid down to Harry's hips and he kissed Harry's neck, the bell rang, causing them to jump.

"Damn it. We have Potions," Draco said, noticing how red Harry's lips were, and how warm he felt. Harry was breathing heavily. "We can't both be missing from it."

"Y-Yeah... yeah potions..."

"Do you want to go first?"

"Hm?" Harry realized Draco's hand was still on his hip. He quite liked it there.

"Leave first, or do you want me to?"

"I don't want you to leave." He didn't even comprehend he said it, it was an automatic response.

Draco couldn't help but smile. "That's my boyfriend. But really. I have class."

"You go," Harry said, looking away, unable to keep from blushing, "I need to take care of something."

It took Draco half a second to realize, and he forced himself to the door. "I'll see you on Friday."

"See you Friday."

Draco didn't go to class. He instead went to the closest bathroom because he had to take care of something, too.

Also, if you didn't notice, I like making book/fanfic covers. Those are my thing. So if you like them and you'd like me to make one for you, just ask me, and I'd be happy to do it!!

[danger-noodle-uwu]

I'm new to tumblr so is this how you do request? May I request the brothers forgetting mc's birthday and later remembering it. How would they react? Maybe they were busy or something. Your choice if you wanna do the dateables too.

Trigger warning

Mentions of Angst/sad/slight comfort

Lucifer

Busy almost all the time, the first-born barely spent time with our dear Mc. He would try to finish the work only for more to be slammed on his desk.

Never would his brothers acknowledge his efforts or the sacrifices he made for them. Instead they'd mock him. Mock him for being absent at all family times. Mock him for doing what he does.

It was once again such a time, such a day. They didn't bother to care what the day has held for his beloved. It was their birth.

The birth of the one who truly changed his life along with his brothers. It was such a blessing yet he forgot about it. Entirely.

The Avatar of pride was strong, Lucifer wasn't. He was weak. Vulnerable. Especially against his brothers whom he adored with his entire being.

And the mocking words had stabbed him deeply, which made his current state as to how it was. Drunk. Wounded. Crying.

Rubbing his eyes, he awoke to a mess of his office which screamed the need for cleanliness.

During the process, he found the calender. A sweet calender gifted him by his doll.

A smile had crept on his face as he lifted it for what? Perhaps to calm the unsettling feeling in his bones that told him to run but where he didn't know?

While their lover was, Mc wilted much like a delicate flower would if the sun stopped shinning, they were laying curled on the floor of his room. Mc needed him.

How could he forget his own lover's birthday?! even after he promised... it hurts.. so much...

Yesterday. The poor human cut the cake wished themselves a happy birthday when he didn't...crying...in pain...

The realization hit hard. He ran to Mc's room as fast as he could. A shiver ran his spine and the horror in his stomach grew as each and every step was taken.

Yet could not find them, so he went over to his office expecting a fuming Mc.

He was once again not right, for his beloved was breaking down as he took them into his arms. Consoling.

He apologised and comforted them. Reassuring them over and over again. Reminding them his heart still is with them and no-could ever take it away.

He later threw a party, just like how you wanted. You. Him. And the growing fragrance of the candles surrounding you both.

Though late as it may have been, it was the best birthday the innocent human had. Smiling while he kissed your knuckles, he asked for your hand in marriage.

Never had you expected this...

"I Found the reason for my smile, the day I found you. Will you let me be the reason for your smile and marry me, my love?"

Mammon

As most had expected, he forgot your birthday due to witches or the modeling gig, he did not.

Instead he forgot about preparing your birthday gifts. His excitement had always gotten the best of him.

The Avatar of greed did not have enough budget to prepare the gift you dearly wished for, therefore multiple part-time jobs and skipping RAD became more often.

Despite the scolding, he didn't bother and worked on, just imagining the smile you'd make once you saw what he got you.

''I'll make Mc smile. Just one more hour extra and the budget would be*chef's kiss* '' he thought as his co-workers packed their belongings up.

It was late night and the moons shined brightly over the streets of devildom however he wasn't much worried because it was not like your birthday the next day. (it was)

Stretching his arms, he woke up around 1:35 pm due to his fucked up sleep schedule, only to be greeted by your excited figure cuddling him.

Grey-haired demon thought it was the Delirium before the day itself. He was wrong.

At first he acted totally oblivious to the fact any special day was just around the corner. He knew that surprises even more better!!

And then your great mammon ignored you for a while to rid of the risk of you following him to the destination.

Though his plan was to get your hopes down, he ended up making you cry. It hurts a lot especially when the love of your life forgets your birthday afterall you gave him everything he wanted on his.

The visit was successful. He even had extras left to treat you!!!

The was big achievement for someone who hated working to the slightest, to work for 3 weeks and multiple jobs!!!

But before he left, the seller mocked him about being a damned day late for this gift could have been sold at a better price if not booked.

That is when it all clicked and he panicked. Today was your birthday! Oh shit!!

He rushed home back to you. As he ran, he planned how to ask for your forgiveness.

" Oi Mc I'm sorry!--Oh hell no!!" "Mc I fucked I am sorry, please forgive afterall I'm your first man.--fuck this shit imma just play smooth."

Panting, he paused right before the door of your room and knocked lightly. Seeking your permission to enter.

You lazily opened the door for him, tired after shedding many tears for him.

Mammon instantly knew what to do. "Oi Mc I'm sorry for not wishing ya' a happy birthday earlier but I was busy buyin you somethin', here darlin' close your eyes."

Hearing his apology, you felt oddly happy and followed his request. Soon you felt a soft cold metal cling to your wrist. A bracelet, huh.?

"Open y'er eyes, human." On your wrist was bracelet that said 'His human' and another matching one was on his wrist which said 'Their stupid' . (Now isn't that adorable?)

"I was savin' up for this, so ya' better appreciate it. Hmph!" Giggling you yelled 'I love you' at him making him blush immediately.

However, when he spoke, he spoke genuinely and not in tsundere.

"Ya' make my life worth living. You bring smiles to my face, and y'er touch shows me how much you love me and care for me. Y'er my friend and my lover. Happy Birthday!"

Leviathan

With envy filled to the brim, Leviathan was very focused upon you and having your attention only for himself. To not let anyone snatch you away for they could better be than him, he'd make notes to treat you like royalty and improve his guilt-tripping habits.

Guilt, regret, shame. His heart screamed within the confines of his chest, as he rubbed your back assuring you that he still loved and will continue to do so.

It was his envy. It had always been his envy. Who always held him captive like a bird in a cage, he struggled to break free. He just couldn't.

The fault was his for if he hadn't given in to the jealousy named poison, you would be happily celebrating your birthday rather than crying in his embrace.

The fault was his for if he hadn't screamed at your friends who just came to congratulate you about getting in a relationship with the demon you very much loved and to wish you a birthday.

They left because of him. Not because he humiliated them but he forgot his own lover's birthday and called them a pathetic cheater, as they didn't feel like reminding of what the day was. They had left off with their friends, returning at HOL at night only to get yelled at.

Caring friends as they were, they tried convincing Mc to leave which his love refused. So, they left pitying the poor human.

No-matter how much Mc begged her companions to stay, they didn't.

Oh the suffering for His Normie, they ran upto him vulnerable-ly and started hitting him weakly, breaking down. Why was he? Why was he like this?! Why must he always leave you crying due to his envy?!

"Hey easy...calm down please, I'm sorry. I really am sorry, please forgive me and I promise I will make everything right. Please." "How..?" "Please trust me. My love." "Are you sure..?" "Yes...yes...I love you..."

Could you really trust his statement? You wondered. He could forget his word much like how he forgot your birthday.

The great admiral of hell's navy was true to his word, and successfully united you again with those who almost abandoned you or it seemed like--but no they were just disappointed. They were never going to do such a thing.

The meet went smoothly, and soon the the sun was setting casting shadows along with dying light, it was a dreamy sight for anyone.

Leviathan had known that he still had to make upto you properly and therefore, he took you to the cosmos of frodane.

Red, blue, yellow, any colour you could possibly think of was there, shining as brightly you were.

Taking in a shaky breath, the Avatar of envy gave you a bouquet, each flower consisting different scent which complimented the other.

The shimmer in your eyes gave you away and he gave you a sweetly addicting kiss while mumuring...

"I always cause some mess. It is never your fault. I’m sorry for making you feel unhappy. I cannot believe that I cause hurt to you. You are my only hope for my life. I promise you that I will do my best to make a better version of myself for you, my 3rd waifu~"

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And here we go... the pain and the suffering. Lol

Hope you like it and stay safe everyone. ♡♡♡

Have a good day!

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

hickey prank...gone wrong

y/n wanted to prank the avengers for forgetting to hide a hickey she got from a 'mysterious boy' after she finished pranking them and telling them its fake, peter came in and NOT so subtly asked her when he did that since they're secretly dating

pairing: peter x stark!reader

status: secretly dating

y/n's pov

ive been watching a lot of youtube lately, it literally became my best friend, i scrolled through my recommendations and found a 'hickey prank' video, i smiled to myself already knowing im about to do it, and clicked on the video

It was a girl pranking her parents for getting a hickey, i watched the girl make the fake hickey on her neck, and i was considering to ask peter to do one for me that would be more entertaining but that would obviously backfire if i couldnt wipe it out

so i didnt ask him, another thing is that peter and i have been secretly dating for around a month now, my dad, tony stark, strictly told peter that i am off limits but were still dating and its been the best month ever.

anyways, i opened my vanity drawer and got my eye shadow pallet, i decided on a spot to make the 'hickey' and started adding dark colored eye shadow to make it look believable, the end result looked pretty good, and i know that from experience ;)

it ws on the right side of my neck right below my ear, i opened my two braids to cover the 'hickey' took my phone to record this i already know chaotic experience since this is the avengers we're talking about and left my room while i was walking in the hallway i got a text from peter saying:

MY baby 🥰🧸: coming in 15! xx

I squealed from excitment coz its been a week since ive seen him because of his exams and everything but back to the prank

i walked inside our kitchen/living room and the avengers were scattered everywhere since they just finished a mission and now theyre hungry af, perfect

i snuck my phone behind a bowl of fresh fruits and acted normally trying to contain my nervousness and excitement

"hey guys!" i said looking at the kitchen island that filled with delicious hot meals, yumm

"hey sweetie" dad said kissing my cheek, and everybody mumbled a 'hey' since they're too busy stuffing theyre mouths with food

"hows the mission?" i asked curiously, thor, sam and scott completely ignored me trying to stuff everything in, nat and wanda were talking about how stupid one of the men were for flirting with them and comepletely beat the shit out of him for makig inappropriate comment, my girls I thought and steve, dad, bruce, and bucky answered my question

they've always had a soft spot for me and hated whenever i got ignored, i smile at them grateful that they didnt ignore me even though i wouldnt get mad i mean im also starving

i continued on eating arguing with sam on who will get the biggest slice of the chocolate cake wanda made, but then i remembered i came here to do the prank so i decided its time

i looked infront of me checking if my phone is still recording and it was, its been recording for 8 minutes now so i excused myself from the table to go 'get some fruit'

i quickly grabbed an apple and rerecorded the video, "so what do you guys wanna do? peters coming in a few" i said taking my hair and secured it behind my ear, its been exposed its been exposed omg omg omg i tried to calm down a bit coz in any second someone could spot my 'hickey'

"oh, we could have a movie night, you know, coz peter finished school so we should celebrate" my dad said looking at me then looking back at his food but looked at me again eyes widened, he spotted it ABORT MISSION OMG OMG

I looked down at my food trying not to run from the glare hes giving me

"y/n?" my dad asked, his tone has never been this serious before, oh shit

"y-yes" i squeecked god pull it together y/n, its not real

"what is that on your neck" he pointed out, which grabbed everyones attention, great, all eyes were on me, steve, bucky and bruce widened their eyes shocked, wanda and nat were smirking, sam, scott, and clint were laughing their asses off while thor looked as clueless as a baby

i was sitting at the center of the table and i just wanted to sink in and get absorbed my the marble walls

"w-what do you mean?" i asked 'confused' i grabbed nats phone that was between us, opened the camera and gasped trying to act surprised and scared "I-I uhhh" I let go of my hair so it can cover it again "I-I burned my self while curling my hair" I nervously blurted out, wow I'm a great actress

"that does not look like a burn young lady what is that?" Steve buts in, anger literally fuming from his ears and eyes Bucky glaring at me trying to think of every boy I've ever interacted with

"I curled my hair uncle Steve!" I replied rolling my eyes

"THAT IS NOT A BURN HUN THATS A HICKEY" my dad got out of his chair clearly getting angrier by the second

"ITS NOT DAD, YOU THINK I COULD HOOK UP WITH BOYS WHEN IM BEING WATCHED 24/7?" I shot back standing as well, everybody gasped

"what is a hickey if I may interrupt"

"SHUT UP" the rest of the team said clearly enjoying this

"I wanna know who's D y/n got" Sam said laughing

"was he at least good?" Nad asked smirking

"please tell me you used protection" Wanda asked concerned

"WHO IS IT" all three of them said

"NO ONE!" I shouted

"why is he that important that you have to be so secretive of him?" Bucky suddenly blurts out tightening his fists so hard his knuckles could pop out

"maybe he's special" nat smirked

"y/n" my dad said in a warningly tone "if you don't tell us who this idiot is I swear I'm gonna let Bruce turn into the hulk and smash every boys house that you've ever interacted with" I felt like that was enough, and obviously got everyone's attention, I tried to contain my laughter coz they're faced are just hilarious waiting for me to tell them who it is

"it's....it's...a-a..A PRANK!" I laughed, everybody looked at me speechless clearly not buying it

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS A PRANK THERE'S STILL A HICKEY ON YOUR NECK" my dad shouted

"yeah a FAKE one" I took the wipe from my back pocket, wiping my 'hickey' and gestured to the smudged make up "SEE??" I laughed

Steve, Bucky, Bruce and my dad looked relieved, nat, Scott, Wanda, Clint, and Sam looked...disappointed?? And Thor was still clueless as ever, I walked to the counter to stop recording

"YOU WERE RECORDING?" Wanda scoffed

"do not do that to us a again young lady I was gonna get a heart attack" Steve warned leaving the table

"doll" Bucky said and I looked at him "if I ever see a boy with you this close" he gestured between him and I "I will squish their face and pull his brains out with my bare hand" he warned

and for a second I thought of Peter, I swear he's gonna get killed if they know what 'helping him study' and 'looking after me' means I just rolled my eyes at their stupid behavior

"so y/n didn't get any D yesterday? Poor thing" Sam laughs

"SAM I SWEAR YOUR NEXT ON THE LIST" dad said walking out of the kitchen

"for the first time in forever IM glad this was a prank coz the poor boy would've been dead just by the glares he'll get" I laughed shaking my head after the hilarious prank we cleaned up the kitchen island

"ok guys I'm gonna go to my room to clean this...mess" I gestured to my neck full of smudged make up

"hey guys, what did I miss?" Peter walked in the living room a few minutes after i left

"oh just y/n being y/n, she'll tell you what happened" Scott laughed which confused Peter but he ignored it m opened the fridge to get a snack and go to your room,

like I said it's been a week since he's seen you so he was very excited to kiss you hug you and just shower you with affection...in secret obviously

he knocked on my door doing our secret pattern and barged into my room

"HEY PETER" I almost shouted jumping onto him crossing my legs on his torso and snuggling my headphones to his neck

"hey baaaby" he whispered kissing my temple

"ITS BEEN AGES" I whisper shouted

"that it has" he whispered back finally connecting his lips with mine, And slowly walked to the bed, he sat down which resulted in me straddling his lap

"I missed you" I mumbled hovering his lips a bit

"I missed his more" his voice was lower than usual which made my hormones go haywire, he started pampering me with kisses

"I *kiss* miss *kiss* you *kiss* so *kiss* fucking *kiss* much" he said

"oh since when does innocent Peter Parker swear" i teased looking at his eyes

"since I've dated you" he shot back "when I started dating you, you made me feel and become like a normal horny teenage boy" he kissed me again

"well, im glad you feel...normal" I laughed, he started kissing my neck again and unfortunately my dad was walking past my bedroom at the time

"is this a bruise or just a very messy hickey I gave you, coz if it is I better fix it" he smirked already knowing it's not his but just finding an excuse to do one on me

"oh it's just a prank I did to the team which thankfully I recorded so you can see it"

"how bout I make it a real one?" He smirked

"Yes plea-"

"WHAT?" my dad barged in PERFECT TIMING DAD

"PETER BENJAMIN FUCKING PARKER YOU HAVE 3 SECONDS TO LEAVE THIS COMPOUND BEFORE I FRENCH FRY THAT WHAT I THOUGHT WAS INNOCENT BRAIN OF YOURS"

"RUN PETE RUNNN"

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Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

[theaspen]

THE PALE LADY PT.2

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didn't know if the creature was following us or no and I didn't care. My only focus was getting out safe along with my friends maybe if we hike down we might get some signal and find a police officer-

"MOONBYUL NO."

I turned around and screamed at the same time . Moonbyulb was lying down on the ground with the exact same expression Chan wore a few minutes ago with her mouth wide open and misty white fumes coming out of her mouth and trailing towards the monster. But she was alive. I could see from the way she quietly flinched.

Jin took one look at my expression and yanked my hand taking me into the endless depth of the forest . Hardly able to process anything I didn't resist his pull .

I don't know how long we were running, losing track of time. Finally stopping to catch my breath I fell down on the grass ignoring the random twigs and sticks that poked my skin. I was surprised I still had tears left to cry. Still in shock still hopeful that this was all a bad dream and that I would wake up in the cabin.

Jin didn't even look at me instead he grabbed me and took me in his arms comforting me.

What sort of friend am I? Moonbyul could still be saved . Heck even Bangchan could have been saved. But now they're gone. How selfish am I to think about myself rather then my poor dead friends.

Jin finally let go and grasped my shoulders firmly , "We'll get out of here okay? You remember while we were hiking we saw the tiny police station? I know there's not any reception but this place can't exist without any signal either it can't be."

My eyes shot up momentarily forgetting about my misery. Jin was right. There was a slim chance of escaping.

He took out the walkie talkie and fumbled with it. It was hard to see what he was doing. The atmosphere was even darker because of the mass of the trees. I couldn't even see Jin the only thing that comforted me was his silhouette. And the only reason I could hear him was because he was standing so close to me.

My mind albeit still very confused started working again. I couldn't just stand there doing nothing.

I stood up too ,wrecking my brain and my eyes into trying to figure out where we were. Trying to find any sign post that looked familiar and would direct the way out of here.

The pale lady....she could be anywhere we need to get out and fast.

"Hel-llo?"

My heart stood still and me and Jade looked at each other obvious shock and happiness in our face.

The walkie talkie was working.

Wasting no time Jinb spoke back, no not speak, he screamed back ,

"Hello? Please help us we're in trouble. S-someone killed our friends..."

"S-sir? Are you okay? Who else is wit-tttth you?"

"Just me and my friend are alive please come quick."

"Sir I want you to calm down and stay where you are with your friend. I want you to tell me your location."

"Goddamit we don't know where we fucking are-"

I snatched the phone out of his hand . There was no time to waste on this we could still get out alive.

"Hello? Ma'am we are the four residents who rented out the cabin. We are in the middle of the forest please come quick."

"We're on our way. Just stay with-"

"Hello? Hello?" The batteries ran out.

No no no no no no this can't be happening.

Okay okay breath Sana breath atleast help will come soon.

And then I noticed it. The absence of Jin's hand in mine.

My blood ran cold and my heart leapt up in my throat. I turned around in circles trying to find his familiar shadow.

"J-in? Jin where are you?"

No answer.

Oh fuck no he can't be lost he can't be he was right here-

"SANA SANA HELP ME."

That was his voice. That was Jin's voice.

I almost cried with relief clearing my throat to scream back ask him where he was.

But I stopped. Was it really Jin? Isn't this the same trick done in horror movies? What if it's a trap.

Almost sensing my hesitancy Jin's screams if help rang out again stronger and louder this time.

I was immediately filled with guilt . How could I think about me yet again when my friend was in danger?

"JIN I'M HERE I'M HERE WHERE ARE YOU?"

I screamed back mindlessly running around and knocking myself into trees. Twice I tripped and fell on myself but got up again at the sound of his voice which seemed to echo from all directions.

"Jin- where are you?"

As I was about to get up again I saw something strange on my right. The only reason I even saw it was because it was something white.

Whatever the thing was it started flowing and my heart leapt up. It must be a police car.

It moved way to slowly which could be because of the thickness of the forest. I leapt my hands up and tried waving at it and screaming to catch my attention.

If they aren't too late maybe we could save Jin.

Speaking of him I can't hear his voice anymore.

My stomach was queasy and the thought of losing all my friends caused me to vomit right in that spot heaving and panting.

Hold up. The glowing white thing isn't a car. It's the pale lady.

My eyes widened in fear. I staggered backwards whimpering as I hit the rough surface of a tree the tiny twigs piercing through my clothes. I desperately tried to find something to defend myself with any brach stone literally anything.

She came forward with the same unchanging cold smile and to my horror her mouth opened up to show me a black void. What exactly was she?

But that wasn't the end of it, her paper thin lips moved in the perfect imitation of Jin's voice echoing the words I swore I heard from him.

"Help me Sana. Help me." She said almost mockingly reminding me of my misery that this time there was no one with me. I was on my own.

I was fucked. And there was no nice way to say it.

The only option that I had was the most pathetic attempt at getting out of here alive. I put my hands down on the ground and started begging.

"Please please leave me alone in begging you let me go." My hands were shaking as I held it out in front of her. I still had the a branch with me but I knew with a sinking feeling that's it's practically useless. I could pray and beg all I liked but if she didn't spare my friends why would she spare my life?

I risked soaring a glance at front of me shrinking away as she was much closer to me now. She had a strange light to her like the musty bulbs covered with webs you saw in storage rooms. Just enough to let you see.

She was close enough that I could see her facial feature. I was stuck in a daze. My mind screamed at me that it's not too late to get out of here but my body so tired from the shock and energy drained refused to listen. My feet were stuck right there.

Panic raised in my head as I realised that I really couldn't move my feet or hands for that matter. No matter how much I tried with fraustration they were rooted to the spot. I guess this was how paralyzed people feel. Aware but not able to do anything.

My lips trembled and I let out one last trembled cry of fraustration, anger, grief. Praying for whatever god's were up there.

Nothing happened. The rain continued to pour endlessly. She continued to walk forward taking her time. I looked up at her taking in her feature. Her pale skin looked rather rough . She had multiple scars in her face. Infact they were hardly visible because of the size. There was one near her cheekbones. One tiny mole near at the crook of her nose. Another mole under the middle of her lower paper thin lips and many more scattering her face.

The more she came closer the mire my life flashed in my eyes. My parents, my siblings. My poor lost friends.

"Let me live. Please."

There was a strange twinkle in her eyes. Like she actually heard my request. And that's when i went rigid. My body this time completely lost control my mouth opening up on its own accord. I could feel myself losing consciousness. There was a strange sucking feeling in my stomach. Like my breath was slowly and very painfully being vaccumed out. My mind was getting cloudy and dense and my limbs felt like play doh.

And then everything went black.

*******

The morning compared to the brutal storm last night was lovely and warm. An odd setting for a death scene.

The coffee that i held in my gloved hands warmed my hands as i went through the detail of the deaths one last time.

Behind me several camera shutters clicked and reporters were hording around the scene trying to get a glimpse.

"You ready?"

I looked up to see my assistant Nicki , approaching me with a soft smile

"Ya, I guess I am lets not delay this any further."

To sum it up there was a brutal death last night in this area of the forest. To be exact two male boys and one female had died. The cause of their death was quite....interesting. There were a few struggle signs and all three of them had blood flowing out of their mouth. Internal bleeding.

Some theorised maybe a wild animal? But that was impossible further more one of the deaths happened in the cabin and there were no signs of break in or animal fur anywhere. The paramedics were to say the least very confused,. Talking about how this was fascinating and should be looked into properly.

This wasn't my first day as a police officer. I had been in this job for around ten years and there was simply something that did not sit right with me.

2 years back there was a freakishly similar incident like this. Which resulted in the death of two male individuals named Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook.

And further two years back another similar case as well. But there was one individual who survived. The officers who took the case told me that the survivor refused to tell anything and acted mentally ill. She spent six months in a mental hospital and was found one day hanging from the ceiling fan and that was the end of her.

I shook those thoughts out of my head. There was a new survivor now. I had to keep hope that this one will be different.

I approached her carefully taking a seat infront of her. She looked more pale then usual which was understandable considering what happened. Her hand kept going forward to a tiny scar near her cheekbones. It seemed to irritate and itch her a lot.

"So sana is it? Tell me what happened in the forest."

****** The end*****

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A//N: if you've read this far thank you so much for giving this a chance! Would love it if you gave pointers or suggestions I'm open to constructive criticism! Please do send an ask or requests! Thanks again! Mwah 💋💋💋

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[fritae]

The Missing Piece - Ch 10

Worries 🌸

gang! au / ceo! au

characters: dabi x f. oc, lov

status: ongoing

read on ao3 here.

I spend hours turning in bed, replaying Dabi's words to me earlier.

He cares about me.

Right?

That's the only way I could interpret what happened. He got angry on my behalf, even though he didn't look it.

My cheeks redden as I recall how warm he was to hold, despite most certainly being the most awkward hugger I've ever met. I wrap my arms around myself, trying to remember what it was like.

It wasn't a short hug...but I wish it was longer.

Snap out of it, I tell myself with a groan.

I'm so touch starved I can't believe a hug from Dabi would make me feel this way.

I jolt in bed when I hear the front door open.

"Aliyah?"

Within moments, my suite mate bursts into my room, jumping onto my bed.

"Who is he?!" She screams with glee. "That's your boss?!"

My heart paced with excitement. "Yeah. Nice, right?"

"Nice?!" She jumps up again. "He's so hot - but something about him -"

She suddenly stops.

"What?" I ask her cautiously.

But after a few moments of consideration, she shrugs. "I don't know, forget it. I feel like I've seen him before."

I shrug. "Might have run into him at a corporate event or something? The company may not be all that but Dabi looks like he's been around."

She nods. "You're right, that's probably it. And oh my god," Her voice picks up, that excitement creeping in again. "Mr. Lane's face! He's so pissed you don't even know, oh my god, he's probably still fuming! He didn't even last for the whole dinner, he called his new secretary and told her to run a background check on Mr. Dabi and the company."

"He's a psycho," I laughed. But then a troubling thought occurred to me. "But he wouldn't do anything to the company, would he?"

Aliyah shrugs. "Beats me. You can never tell with Mr. Lane."

I shake the thought out of my head. Choosing to focus on the good (and the fact that Aliyah is here early for once!), I eagerly share what life has been like for me at the Blaze. I leave out certain details of course, especially those conferencing Dabi and company intel, but I'm overjoyed by Al's interest.

And when we finally say goodnight, hours after we were supposed to, I lay in bed again - already thinking of tomorrow.

- --

"Dabi won't be in today," Tenko tells me in the morning.

I pout.

"Why not?"

He shrugs. "He told me and Jin to put a pause on new intake for the next few days so I don't think there's much to do, either. Honestly, if you want to go home from now, you probably can."

He didn't ask for any updates or give me instructions this morning either. I thought maybe he was waiting for me to come in to let me know what we'd be doing today.

He said he'd see me tomorrow, I remember. I try not to feel disheartened. He's a CEO, after all.

It's just...I was looking forward to seeing him today.

"You gonna go?" Tenko snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Oh," I say apologetically. "Nah, I'm used to being here all day. I'll try to make myself useful somehow."

I leave him and head for Dabi's office and go through his correspondence, rescheduling any meetings he would have had today or tomorrow for later in the week. If he isn't in the office today, he'll likely want to be briefed whenever he comes in. He won't be in the mood for a meeting.

Hours and hours pass as I spend my time overlooking the company employees and making a record of potential clients.

After I finish a few late night phone calls for Dabi and make notes of the most urgent things he should know when he comes in tomirrow, I decide to go find the others.

But when I walk into the lounge, the only ones I find are Atushiro and Toga. They're huddled together on the couch, talking in hushed tones.

It is pretty late at night. Perhaps they went home already.

"Hey guys," I say with a smile, carrying a few sodas with me. Immediately, they sit back and put some distance between them.

"Hey," Toga says. They accept the sodas with a smile.

"What've you been up to?" I ask them. I pop open my can. "It feels like there isn't much to do today."

"Why do you sound upset about that?" Atsuhiro comments with a laugh.

I get flustered at that. "I know, I know. I'm a workaholic. I don't know what to do with my life outside of work."

"Go home!" Toga says with a groan. "You've done more than enough today! Dabi specifically didn't give us work and you're over here doing extra."

I groan. "I don't want to go home though, what would I do?"

They both laugh. "Normal people things! Watch a show, paint your nails, order Chinese - you know, hashtag self care or whatever."

I roll my eyes, stalling for time. I don't know why, I just don't feel like going home just yet.

I put my phone down and lay back on the couch.

"Maybe I'll just stay here."

"Go home!" They shout.

I laugh and put my legs down.

"How come you guys aren't going home?"

The two of them share a look.

"We have things to take care of later tonight." Atsuhiro says.

That makes me sit up. "Ooh what kind of things? For Dabi?"

He nods.

I feel a pang in my chest. Why did he give them something to do and not me?

But they've been here longer, I try to reason with myself. They're friends and partners. He's known them for years. If anything urgent comes up, of course they'd be the ones he reaches out to.

I think quickly. "Is he coming in later or something?"

Toga hits me. "No, he isn't. Are you trying to find an excuse to do more work?"

I shake my head with a laugh, but I secretly feel...disappointed. It's not that I want more work, I just...was hoping to see him. Work just happens to be the only way I can do so.

Of course he isn't coming in later, though. It's already 10pm. Most of the company clocked out hours ago. And he undoubtedly has things to do if he hasn't come in.

He didn't even have time to respond to my text.

"Okay," I sigh in defeat. The two high five each other, and I pout as they lead me downstairs.

"I'll be back tomorrow," I tell them quickly as I leave. "If you guys need anything at all, just shoot me a text!"

"We'll be good, don't worry about us!" They wave.

I shove my hands in my pockets and make my way to the bus stop.

They'd text me, right?

But something dawns on me just before I get to the bus.

I freeze, my fingers digging around.

But there's nothing.

I pat all around me and check my purse for good measure.

"Shit, I forgot my phone!

I quickly run back to the Blaze.

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I enter the marble doors again, only for some reason there's something different in the air.

As I make my way upstairs, I hear a murmur of activity. There's a frown on my face as I try to figure out what is going on.

I head up to the lounge, but this time it is empty and the lights are all off.

The only sounds come from Dabi's office at the end of the hall.

Is something wrong? I wonder with a frown.

I make my way to his office, my heart pounding in place.

With a single knock, I turn the knob. And my heart falls as I lock eyes with Dabi sitting behind his desk.

Dabi immediately sighs, rubbing his eyes in exhaustion. "Shit."

"What's going on here?" I ask.

Standing around him are Tenko, Jin, Toga and Atsuhiro, the last two staring back at me with wide eyes.

No one answers me.

I look from one face to another.

Eventually Dabi looks up at Jin, an unforgiving glare in his eyes. "What the fuck happened to she left?"

Jin shrinks under his gaze. "That's what Toga told me!"

I feel my heart fall. Was he avoiding me?

"Do...you not want me around?" I swallow.

I don't look at him as I ask, afraid of what I might find in his face. So he was. I glance around, hooking my purse on my shoulder and turn around. "Sorry, I just came back because I forgot my phone. I'll- I'll go-"

Dabi pushes his chair back. "Rina, wait-"

But when I look back at him, I gasp.

My hand unconsciously covers my gaping mouth.

"Dabi, you're- you're..."

He's bleeding.

Not a drop or two this time.

But a circle of red adorns his lower left side. He holds a now equally red rag to the area to stop the flow. I look at him in horror but he turns his face away from me.

"Fuck," I hear him mutter through gritted teeth.

"Dabi, what's-" I feel my eyes water.

I immediately run up behind his desk, my hand clutching the one he holds to his wound.

"What's wrong? You're gonna be okay, right? What do I do- we need to take you to a hospital - Toga, help me! You're gonna be okay Dabi, I'm here."

Toga shuffles forward but Dabi glares at her. "I'm not going to a fucking hospital, I'll be fine." I feel bad for the way he yells at her. After all, it was my suggestion. "I just need to stop the bleeding."

I turn back to look at the others, but the lack of shock on their faces stuns me.

"Did you guys know about this?"

Atsuhiro runs his neck and avoids my gaze too. Suddenly the frequent questions about when I'd go home made sense.

"I see." My voice cracking. "Is that why you guys were waiting for me to leave?"

"Well, that NNTV douchebag-"

"Toga!" Dabi growls.

I turn to Dabi, my blood turning to ice. "Does this have something to do with Mr. Lane?"

He ignores me. "Take everyone and leave." He tells Toga. When they don't move immediately, Dabi snaps. "Now."

The team scrambles out the room. If it weren't the circumstance, I'd laugh when Jin stumbled. But as soon as we're alone, I turn back to him and clutch the lapels of his jacket.

"Don't lie to me," I say. "Please Dabi."

The man groans and sits back on his chair, as if there wasn't blood dripping out of his side. I pull up a seat and sit next to him, my hand closing in on his, holding the rag in place.

"We're gonna have issues with Lane," Dabi mutters. "I uh, went to see him today. But...it's like he was expecting me."

"Why would he be expecting you?" My mouth drops. "You mean to tell me Mr. Lane did this to you?"

Dabi sighs.

When he takes to long to reply, I press the rag harder.

"Hey!" He grimaces. "Okay, okay. You know how I told you I have business to take care of on the side?"

"Yes."

"Well. I think he found out a couple things."

I lean in closer. "My friend told me about that! She said he ordered a background check on you, he wanted to know everything."

Dabi shrugs. "Yeah well, if he knows who I am, then he doesn't just have everyday knowledge. He probably deals with shady shit too."

Too?

My heart pounds in fear.

"And who the hell told you to go pay him a visit!" I hit his arm. Dabi immediately groans and I recoil. I cautiously touch his arm. "Sorry."

He shakes his head.

I motion for him to go on as I find a little bowl of water under his desk.

As he talks, I absentmindedly take the rag and rinse it into the bowl. He probably intended to do that himself had I not come in. I squeeze the blood out and just as I am about to press it against his skin, I wince at the sight. The blood was dripping out slowly, meaning the wound wasn't too deep. But that's clearly a stab wound. Dabi got close enough to someone that they were able to pull a knife on him.

What if it had been worse? What if I had lost him today?

"Dabi," I interrupt him. He looks down at me, the blue in his eyes could be green in this light. I softly brush my thumb against the wound. His eyes darken in response, and I feel my heart ache at the way he grabs my hand. "Stop."

"Who told you to go to him, you idiot," I punch his arm again. "What the hell were you thinking."

He grips both my hands now. "I had to send a message."

"What kind of stupid message was worth this?"

"Now he knows not to mess with my people." Dabi replies. My eyes go wide.

I'm part of his people.

The thought brings a blush to my cheeks and I get angry at myself. Look where that got him.

If he is like this after hearing one conversation between me and Mr. Lane...

"Besides..."

I wipe my eyes into my elbow.

"He probably won't be taking any more cars for a while now," Dabi smirks. "If that guy of his didn't pop up out of nowhere.."

He leaves that open ended.

Did Dabi really plan on hurting Mr. Lane?

The thought sends a shudder down my spine.

Just who was Dabi.

What did Mr. Lane find?

"Were you going to..." I whisper. "..you know."

Dabi looks completely nonchalant, as if he had gone to leave Mr. Lane flowers or something.

"I was just gonna scare him." He says, and despite everything, it sounds honest. "Sure, he didn't think I'd go that far. But I miscalculated too. Now I gotta fuck him up before he tries to fuck me up."

I swallow. Is this what Dabi meant by information comes with a cost over here?

"I'm sorry Dabi," I tell him, my tears falling over my now bloody hands. "I didn't want you speaking to Mr. Lane and if I-"

"Relax," Dabi cuts me off. "I'm going to make use of that guy. I'm just trying to find the right moment."

I let go of the rag.

"You can't be possibly planning on seeing him again."

Dabi doesn't respond.

The tears start to fall again. "You promised me I wouldn't need to worry about you," I say, my voice getting shakier and shakier. "You said goodbye and see you tomorrow, knowing you were fucking going to Mr. Lane today!"

Dabi looks at the door in alarm, and his eyes narrow. He grabs the hand I'm waving in his face and I could tell his patience was running thin. "Rina, I'm trying here. If you saw what Mr. Lane looks like now you wouldn't be so worried about me. But I'm gonna need you to lower your voice."

I turn my face away from him and wipe the tears from under my eyes. Dabi suddenly gives me a weird look and I glance at my hands.

Fuck.

I grab a napkin and rub the blood off my face until I can wash it off later.

He watches me cautiously. I don't meet his eyes as I take the rag off to rinse it again.

"Stop moving," I mutter, lightly dabbing his skin with the wet cloth.

Dabi hisses.

"Sorry. Does it hurt?"

Dabi groans. "I can take care of myself, you know."

"Just...shut up. Stop moving so much."

Dabi grows silent.

For the next half hour, I continue my ministrations, avoiding his gaze. I know having me so close to him makes him slightly uncomfortable. But I don't care.

"Take off your shirt," I tell him once the bleeding seems to stop. "I'll try to wrap it up."

"No."

I look at him, my eyes ever more hurt.

"No," He repeats, his voice more stern. "I'll do it myself later."

Without thinking, I lean against him and close my arms around his torso.

"I know you keep saying not to worry but what am I supposed to do when you walk in looking like this?" I whisper against his chest.

He looks up at the ceiling, trying to hold his breath.

"You've gotta stop doing that, princess."

My heart beats faster.

"Or what?" I challenge him, hugging him tighter.

He glances at my lips ever so briefly and looks away.

"You'll fuck me up."

I ignore him and hug him anyway, not caring about the stains that undoubtedly cover my shirt now.

I don't know long we stay that way.

Dabi doesn't hug me back this time...but he doesn't move away either.

I wish I could know what he was thinking. What he means by Mr. Lane knowing who he is, and what uses he may have for him. What he did to him today and how he was able to slip free.

But every day, I discover that more and more secrets exist between us.

[b000mbayah]

Without

Warnings: I wrote this last year when I was dumb so ignore how putrid it is :)

Word count: 2k

Snow gliding through the sky as it piles up on the concrete streets. The sky is cloudy as a mist fogs up our surroundings. Streets of Seoul full of people looking for gifts for relatives. The festive holiday is coming up and people are able to spend the day with loved ones. I used to be one of those people.

I lost my true love a month ago. It was a stupid argument over the most irrelevant thing imaginable, I was just so fuming at the time that I had no idea what I had gotten myself into. It was a trap, either way I was screwed. If I had continued the argument it would have worsened and if I had stopped earlier she still would have left me.

I could see in her eyes that she was broken due to the amount of times I've done this to her. I broke her again... I've broken her for the last time, and now she's gone.

If I had said sorry she would have left, if I begged she would have left, if I had just stopped myself from shouting in the first place. She's scared of me now, her eyes so full of fear as she trembled on the spot. I'll never forget the way she looked at me every time.

The following mornings were full of me proving to her that I loved her whether she wanted it or not. I would have done anything to make her forgive my foolish actions, couldn't do that last month though. It all seems pointless, love. I mean there are positive and negative outlooks on love.

Love can fill you with pure joy and excitement to the point that you forget the numbness that you'll feel after it's over with.

It leaves you broken as if you're a ship with treasure that crashes onto land, losing all its precious moments and times as everything inside spills out, never to be found again.

There are more negatives to love than positives and I swear that I'll never forget her, she was the one I loved most and I let go of her hand, I let her slip and now she's gone.

watching her on stage made me cry every time, hearing the news JYP sent out made me depressed... hearing that she had to have a break from her schedules made me feel guilty.

I look around my room as I retreat away from the window, empty takeaway boxes and cans all around my room. My eyes droop down to my phone on the floor.

Cautiously, I crouch down and pick the electronic up off of the ground. I bite my lip as all my notifications pop up. Multiple miss calls and text messages from all my contacts.

I tap on my messages to see hundreds upon hundreds of messages from my contacts, all of my contacts had text me, all but one. The one that had deleted my number, I refuse to delete hers though, it contains too many memories for me to simply release into a void.

I gulp as I click onto Jihyo's contacts as our last conversation over the phone comes up. All of this was just before the final argument. I was questioning where she was and when she'd get home. She was only practicing with her other members in their dance studio, I let my jealousy get the best of me, again..

I throw the phone at the wall as I got dressed and headed out, I can't say in my apartment forever. I forced myself out the door for the building and into the chilly winter breeze. I inhaled and exhaled the fresh air before taking steps towards the supermarket.

Layers of trampled snow surround the street. As I pass shops I take a simple look inside.

"Y/N!" I turn on my heel to be greeted with my best friend running up to me, a member of twice. I let out a broken smile as sana springs up to me with a massive grin and arms open.

Within seconds she gives me a bone crushing hug. ''y/n, please tell me you're okay?" sana rushes in a speed faster than chaeyoungs rapping skills.

"yeah, I'm just.... Upset about the situation" I frown as she gives me a look of sadness. She nods her head and opens her mouth, "I'm upset as well, I really liked you two together" sana smiles at her words as I gulp, she really liked us together?

"I've been trying to contact you for weeks and weeks but nothing, please may I take you to dinner? You look like you haven't been eating the correct amount of food, I need to stuff you up I time for Christmas" sana says with a worried tone

"s-sure" I stutter out as she grabs my hand and takes me through crowds of people that surround the streets and up to a fancy restaurant where richer people would dine. "w-we cat eat here, it's to expensive, I don't want to cost you that much money"

"no y/n, it's okay, it's nothing really only a few hundred. My clothes are worth more than this'' sana giggles out as she gets us a table with a view of a frozen pond. It took us what? Twenty minutes to get here for a view I'd a pond with what's most likely to be frozen fish inside. I'm not complaining but like those poor fish...

"Take your time, when you're ready to order please ring this bell" a waiter explains as she hands us the menus. We thank her before she walks away.

"what do you fancy getting?" sama asks as I scan the menu's dishes. "urm, the... Mmmm"

"steak?" sana asks me as u nod and go along with the choice. Sana hums as she also decides on what she's getting. I ring the bell as the waiter from before comes back with a pen and notepad.

"what can I get for you ladies?" they ask as sana gives him the order. He bows and leaves us. I turn my head to sana who's wearing a permanent smile right now.

"please come round to our dorm, the girls miss you" I tilt my head before nodding.

"sure but I may have to avoid jihyo" sana frowns at my words but nods her head.

Soon after the meal I ended up at the dorm. Still have no idea how I'm going to deal with this but I'm just going to have to hope for the best I guess. Sana pushes the door open silently, we take our shoes off before continuing on. As we creeped up on tzuyu, even though there was no point, I managed to make eye contact with momo who was eating the packet of cookies I had sent her months ago. She must be really far behind in her food gifts if she's only eating them now.

I place a finger to my own lips as she nods and watches with curiosity filling her eyes.

As we were practically behind Tzuyu we both leap at the same time, causing tzuyu to let out a yelp as we all tumble to the floor. I let out a giggle as tzuyu groans due to the impact. "Get off of me you pathe- y/n?" tzuyu changes the subject half way through as notices me. I smile and give her a small wave. "what are you doing here?" she questions looking at me like she's trying to read me.

oh so I'm a book now????

"I invited her-" I cut sana off, "she dragged me here, oh it was awful, she demanded it and she explained how she would burn down my house and throw me in a ditch if I didn't come" I dramatically say as sana huffs out a gush of air.

"alright then... If you say so but please get off of me, you're both killing me" tzuyu states as we stand back up, dusting ourselfs off.

We enter the living room to see everyone here, including Jihyo...

"Y/N!" everyone in the room exclaims but Sana, Tzuyu and Jihyo. I somehow become covered with six different females as they squeeze me like a teddy bear. Once they all release me, I give them a wide smile and bow as they copy my action.

"y/n, how have you been? We've been busy with-" and I couldn't hear anything dahyun was saying, I am way more focused on Jihyo. Her expression is unreadable as she gulps from time to time. her eyes dart around to find an excuse to leave but nothing comes to her mind.

As soon as she looks up we lock eye contact. I forgot how much I loved those eyes, her eyes show dedication, passion, strength, love... All the things I wish I had. I probably sound whipped for her and the truth is, I am. I would do anything for us to get back together but that wont happen.

"right y/n?" I break eye contact as I respond with a simple nod since my throat is sore from all the crying and screaming I've been doing. I really have been beating myself up over this break up.

"I said that her hair looked like a donkey on steroi-" and blank out again as I make eye contact once again with Jihyo. Only this time we break it for a few seconds before reuniting our eyes.

Without me or Jihyo noticing, Tzuyu manages to take the other members away to give us alone time. Once we realise they're gone an awkward situation is placed between us...

"how have you been?" she begins as she examines the pictures hung on the walls. "pretty bad, you?" I respond as she gulps down on air. "same, what's your reason?"

I freeze, thinking on if should I tell her the truth or not? There's nothing wrong with the truth. "if I'm honest... I've been beating myself up about the breakup, I'm deeply sorry for how I treated you Jihyo. That month I had spent alone had given me time to reflect on my behaviour and what I have done" Jihyo looks at me with an interested look but there's also something else there. "continue..."

"the way I treated you during that relationship was completely irresponsible, I had spent that entire month locked up in my apartment crying about what I had done, I was so frustrated with myself that I couldn't bring myself to forget about it and I'm sorry if I'm invading your personal space by being here but I really hope that one day you can forgive me" my voice goes shaky towards the end as tears form in the corner of my eyes. Jihyo looks me up and down, about to say something when the door opens up.

I watch as a male walks up to Jihyo, I could only see the back of his head as he's asking her questions before turning around to face me. RM? "she doesn't want to see you, please leave her alone she has me now."

My eyes widen in shock but I bow and apologise once again before rushing out crying again. I rush past the other members who share a look of concern before chase after me calling my name. I ignore them though and continue to rush my way out of that place, not wanting to be there anymore due to the once sweet but  now awful memories I have there.

[el-dibidibidorado1]

Untamed Pt.3

A/n: if you are sensitive to this kind of action please proceed. I don't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable.

Warning: language, some sexual abuse

Pairings: Bucky x Y/n

Masterlist

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"Hey girl. Where are you going?" Howard takes a drink of what I think is whiskey.

"Home" I quickly said.

"Come On Y/n get in" Shawn opened the back door.

"No no I'm tired. I need to get home" I picked up my pace and ignored their complains.

"Alright" he said and speed off. A huge sigh of relief washed over me. I took out my phone with headphones and began my playlist. While humming and looking at the lit up sky, I didn't notice the two shadows start walking next to me.

"Y/n~" Howard takes my headphones out and startled me.

"What do you want?" I asked annoyed and terrified.

"Can we walk with you?" Shawn asked getting on my personal space. He might look short but I'm more shorter than him, that's for damn sure.

"No I'm fine. Thanks for asking" I kept on walking.

They seemed to slow down. Where they going to leave? Please leave. I quickly took out my phone ready to call anyone to help me. As I began typing the numbers down I felt one of them breathing down my neck.

"Hey Y/n do you like to fuck?" Shawn asked with a sinister smile on his face. Howard took my hat away and I unknowingly began running petrified.

"Sweetheart you forgot something" he shouted but I didn't stop. I began hearing their feet chasing me. Quickly I glance back and see Shawn running towards me. Where is the other fucker?! Where is he?! My thoughts where interrupted by a pair of arms capturing me. My instincts kicked in I turned and punched him while taking off my coat that he was clinging to. I hurried away when a heavy mass tackles me. A scream left my body and I began kicking.

"Shut her up!" Howard got up with his hand covering his nose. He lifted me up and covered my mouth.

"Wow, sweets I think that you broke my nose" he removed his hand and blood was covering half his face.

"Good" I muttered.

"What? I didn't hear that" he removed his hand from my mouth and I said it once more.

"Good" tears started to form from how scared I was.

"Good?" He began taking his coat off and got close that I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"I'm hurt. I'm hurt Y/n" he grabbed my hand and slowly placed it on the side of his face. I closed my eyes and began sobbing.

"Shut her up Shawn! Fuck" he put his hand back on my mouth and I bit down on the filthy flesh until I tasted blood. He let me go but Howard grabbed me and threw me on the ground and got on top of me. I screamed and kicked, but he slapped me while he ripped open my uniform. 

“Wanna bite honey?! I’ll bite you” he bit down on my neck that i let out another scream.

"Stop! Please Stop!" He began kissing and continued biting painfully my exposed flesh. I was petrified and the coolness of the air made my vision blurry. I can't just let him do whatever he wants! I began throwing my hands up to hurt him in any way, I was useless, Shawn took hold of them. My sobbing became louder from the pain that he was doing to me and because his hand began traveling all over my body. The fear and stress made my vision turned dark.

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No, no, NO. I moved my feet so fast as i heard her plead. My blood began to boil. At the end of the bridge I get the sight of those whoreson bastards. One was holding her down and the other on top of her. I took off my sweater as I grab the one on top and threw him to the wooden fence, I took hold of the broken wooden planks and swing at the one holding her down on the ribs letting out a scream. Over my heavy breathing the sound of a blade caught my attention and quickly turned around to stop the knife. A surprised look took over his face as my arm began to shift and I easily disarm him while I elbowed him knocking him out.

"Run, before I rip your fucking head off" the short one got up and ran leaving his friend behind. Still fuming, I walk over to her and notice the bloody bite marks. Automatically, I clench my fist, but I wipe the blood away with the end of my t shirt. I move some strands of her hair way from her face and press my hand on her soft cold cheek. I try to close her ripped uniform and put my sweater over her body; My hand goes behind her head and the other under her knees picking her up. Her skin goosebumps when I bring her closer to my body as I march to her house. The sun began to rise and it brought out the color of her beautiful h/c hair. It relaxed me but deeply I was still angry.

Gently and carefully i lay her on the swinging bench on her porch and sat on the stairs waiting for her to wake up. The sunrise was beautiful, the warmth that it gave me felt heavenly. I miss Wakanda. That is no lie, and i’m delighted to say that Shuri allowed me to go back whenever I wanted. 

The sound of her whining gets my attention. Her eyes open and she quickly gets up to fight.

"Shhhhh. It's okay" I slowly get up. She bends down to get my sweater to cover herself and her eyes stay on my arm, the fear was still there but it seemed as if it was my cursed arm that scared her. Slowly I back away and run.

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She wonders in the house and sees Ed on the couch sleeping. Was her waiting for her? That didn't matter at the moment, she just wanted to shower and get to bed. Carefully she placed a blanket over him and tiptoe her way upstairs to the bathroom.

She removed her uniform and hesitates to turn to face the mirror. Taking a deep breath she turns and finds disturbing marks around her neck and chest. Tears rapidly fall as she remembered what he did. Once her tears dry, she turns the shower on and goes in letting the hot water circle her body. After a few minutes she grabs the loofah and the newly bottle of soap and starts washing away the feeling of them. The soap stings her but without care she continued rubbing the feeling away until she feels clean.

"Y/n are you okay?" Ed called startling her.

"Yeah Ed, do you need anything?"

"No. I'm going to bed"

"Okay"

She lets her head lean against the wall defeated. The bottle of soap is empty now, Her thoughts go to what happened on the porch. Bucky, Bucky has a metal arm. Her eyes get caught on his sweater on the tile floor, slowly she wraps a towel around her body and picks up his sweater.

Walking out like if you live alone, you head to the room and lock the door behind. You comb your hair and put it into a messy bun, you dress yourself in some sweat pants and a loose t shirt. Slowly you put on his sweater taking in his smell, your body lays down and slowly drifts into a deep sleep with the ocean blue eyes tattooed into your mind.

"Y/n aren't you going to work?" Mom voice makes me sit up panicked. Its just mom you dumb dork.

"No. I'm not feeling well" I say . I don't want to go to work. I mean I do, but I don't.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

"I'm going to grandma's house, wanna come?"

"No. I'm fine ma. Kiss her hi for me please" I stayed in bed still in his sweater when my phone began to ring. I’m surprised that my phone stayed on me after all of...that!

"Hello" I answer it and put it on speaker.

"Ask her Where she's at?" Fuckin Tom.

"Ya heard him girl?" I answer with a small 'yeah'

"So? Ya coming or not"

"Sorry Caroline, I seemed to come down with the flu" again the thoughts of what happened flooded my mind like a tsunami.

"Okay babe. Feel better" with that I ended the call and rolled over to my pillow and began crying.

"Y/n you okay?!" Two knocks caught my crying short. I wipe away my tears and quickly get up to open the door. Ed had a worried face and pushed the door open and walked into my room. His eyes almost landed on my neck when I zipped up the sweater and let down my hair.

"I thought I heard you crying" he sits on the bed.

"Nah I'm fine. I think I'm getting sick." He hummed and got up.

"I'm taking mom to grandma. You coming?" I nod my head. He hugs me and leaves closing the door behind him. Letting out a huge sigh my body again falls on the bed. My cat Barkley lays on my stomach and began purring.

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For the past two days I had the same nightmare. The same fucking nightmare! I needed to get out and forget about all of this. Annoyed by myself I grabbed my bag and left the way I woke up, some sweatshirt and tights. I got in my mom's car and drove to the mall, since I'm going to be out might as well get my Christmas list out of the way.

Getting on the escalator to go to the food court. My bitch ass stomach is yelling at me to feed her. I took out my list and began checking over it. Jim, done. Rosie, done. Caroline, done. Tom, do i really wa-.

A hand grabbed mine as I was going up. I quickly pulled away and looked at the person. B-Bucky? I open my mouth to say something but he was on the other side going down. His blue eyes shined when the sun kissed his face, something in me made me panic so I turned away and decided to go home. My shopping list can wait.

I arrive back at home to find my mom cooking. As I tried to sneak up stairs she head me and called me over to the kitchen.

"Are you going to work today?" I nodded my head and ate one of the carrots that she had chopped.

"Why?"

"I'm going tomorrow" she stayed quiet and continues cutting the vegetables.

"For sure" I quietly mumble and take another one. She quickly grabs my elbow and stares at me. Ah fuck. Why is she looking at me like that? Oh shit! I forgot about the marks on my neck. As I open my mouth to say something she shuts me up.

"I don't care how you got those. But if you are trying to make Adam jealous-"

"I didn't do it to get him jealous! For fuck sake I still haven't been touched mom!" The words of regret. Now how was I going to explain how I got them.

"Then? You know 'a hickie from Kenickie is like a hallmark card' She put her hands on her hips and looked at me. Great she's quoting Grease. She's pissed, I don't know why she quotes when she's angry.

"Right now, I really don't want to tell you. It's embarrassing" her face softens nods her head. That was a bit easy that it is scary.

"Dinner in thirty" she continued stirring the pot of vegetables. I ran upstairs and locked my door. That was super close.

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Tags: @tnupsweetpie

[transformersimagines]

Hi! Hope I'm not bothering you but can I get a match up for TF G1? I'm scrawny, 22F w/ green eyes & generally match my avatar. Love to laugh, read/learn, cook, run, & game w/ friends. I'm a chill person w/ random bouts of extreme energy. I can get pretty explosive w/ anger but I'm easily knocked out of it (typically by calling myself an angry little nugget). I'm considered The Nerd™ of my social circles and ridiculously stubborn though can bow to logic (rarely)! Thank you so much!!!

So… This is probably not what you were looking forward to AT ALL. I just got this idea in my head when I first read your ask and it would not go away. I would also like to note this is the longest match-up I’ve created, I usually try to keep them under two pages on my doc… this one turned into four. I enjoyed writing this and probably got way off character. Sorry, hope you enjoy it. 

I match you with….. Motormaster (G1)You and Motormaster’s relationship is quite the strange one. He didn’t see you as much when you first meet, but you stood up against the cone heads and even Megatron himself. Though it was terribly unwise and you were lucky to survive with the rescue, he couldn’t forget you afterwards, which irritated him. At first, you both despised each other, but as time went on (and many kidnappings later) you two understood each other. You would both rant to each other about random stuff, even mock some Autobots. You actually made him laugh, like a real laugh, not some evil villain one. It took a very, very long time till Motormaster or you even realized you liked each other in such a way. But, once he understood his feelings you were closely guarded and protected. He would do anything to keep you safe (and in turn with him). The Stunticons became your close friends and regard you as their second in command of the Stunticons (your little family with the Stunticons works a lot like a mafia would).

It had become a regular occurrence nowadays. As you looked back, it’s quite surprising that you were so used to such a… strange happening. You are very close friends with Carly, and in turn most Autobots. You never thought that being her friend, and by extension, theirs, would have you being kidnapped by the Decepticons, frequently. Your phone vibrates in your pocket, causing your thoughts to jump back into reality. You pull out your phone and check who it was texting you.     

       Breakdown:       You don’t have your doctor’s appointment today, right?

You glance up at Carly and Spike, who were too deep in a conversation to care what she was doing. You quickly type your reply and set your phone down on the table, screen down.    

       You:       For the millionth time, it’s next Saturday.

You survey the rest of the small cafe, only six other people here. Four customers, one tired waiter, and a high school dishwasher who was constantly on his phone. Your own phone vibrates again, causing the table to shake slightly. This catches Carly and Spikes attention and they look over as you pick it up.

“Who’s texting you?” Spike asks. You lean back in your chair so neither friend can see your screen.      

       Motormaster:       Pick up in 10, usual spot.

“Just a friend, you aren’t the only two people I know in this town.” You comment, sending a quick Emoji thumbs up before tucking your phone into your purse, exchange it for your wallet. 

“Is it the special friend?” Carly asks. You roll your eyes at the accusation. You wave your hand in the air to get the attention of the waiter. 

“Sir! I need my check please! And Carly, that’s really none of your business.” You reply with a smirk. The waiter nods in response and heads into the kitchen to print off your check. You relax back in your chair and start getting the money ready.

“Not yet anyways. Have you told them yet?” Carly questions, the whole atmosphere shifts, it seems to way down on you. 

“No, I plan to tell them today.” You answer quietly. You had been accepted into this amazing program, everything you ever dreamed of. But, the only problem was that you would have to move very, very far away. You won’t be able to see Carly or Spike again, you won’t even be able to see… The waiter sets your check down on the table, you check it over and set down the allotted amount of cash. 

“Keep the change.” You muttered, pushing past the waiter towards the front door. You glance back into the cafe in regret, you aren’t usually so short with people, today was just starting to get on your nerves. You make your way down the sidewalk, staring ahead at the long spanning path. Your heart starts racing and you find yourself sprinting down the sidewalk, dodging through people as you run. The feeling of the wind whipping around your clothes and causing your hair to fly behind you brings a smile to your face. When you finally stop you sprawl out along a random bench. Your breathing is hard and black and white sparkles dance across your vision. Once you’ve regained full control over your breathing a bubbly feeling rises in your chest and you can’t help but laugh at your previous actions. You sit up and look around, gauging your surroundings. A few people give you strange and confused looks, which you just brush off before the distinct sound of a revving engine catches your attention. 

“Hey, (y/n)!” Drag Strip calls, revving his engine once more. You turn to face him, waving. 

“Sup Drag, where’s everyone else?” You ask, looking down the street at the approaching Stunticons, “Could they not keep up with you?” 

“They never can.” Drag Strip answers smugly. The others pull up to the curb, each greeting you. Motormaster pops open his door. You dramatically lean against the bench.

“Oh no, yet another kidnapping by the dreaded Stunticons!” You muse. 

“Hurry up.” Motormaster retorts. You jump from the bench and into the passenger seat of Motormaster. 

“So, where are we going today? Or is this a ‘real kidnapping’?” You question. 

“The racetrack.” Drag Strip answers. You roll your eyes, of course we were going to a race track, not like the Stunticons even did anything else with their free time. 

Once arrived they first wrangled up all the racers who were on the track and locked them in some shed. That would probably only give us, at tops, 20 minutes at the track before the authorities or Autobots showed up. You sat in the stands at the very top cheering on the others as they speed around the track, refusing any offer to be a passenger.  After a few races you became lost in thought once again, you had to tell them soon, your final decision was due tomorrow. 

“You’re acting different today.” Motormaster comments. You jump at his sudden appearance. 

“Just have something on my mind, something I’ll eventually need to tell you.” You explain, glancing up at Motormaster. You look back at the race track at the sound of yet another ‘crash’ (turning out to just be another tussle between Drag Strid and Wildrider). 

“What is it? Don’t keep me waiting.” Motormaster prompts, slightly irritated. You glare back up at Motormaster.

“I can tell you whenever I want, I don’t think now is the best time anyway.” You state, ignoring Motormaster’s obviously angered look. 

“Tell me. NOW!” Motormaster demands. His voice echoes across the arena causing the other Stunticons to stop in their tracks. You clench your fists, anger rising, You stand up and snap your gaze back up to Motormaster. 

“Fine! I’ve been accepted into this amazing program that I’ve been waiting my whole life to be a part of. The only catch is that I would never be able to see you guys ever again!” You fume, your voice becoming more frustrated and hateful the longer you spoke. The air freezes, every sound suddenly stops. “You’re not going.” Motormaster states. 

“And when did you start making decisions for me!” You counter, “Why should I stay anyway?!” You and Motormaster glare at one another for a long while, neither of you backing down. You cross your arms impatiently, waiting for Motormaster to answer your question as time passes with no response. 

“Why? Why should I stay here?” You repeat sternly, your anger still burning hot. 

“Because we want you to stay.” Motormaster argues, “I… I want you to stay.” Your anger instantly dissipates at the comment. 

“You what?” You question, not sure you heard him right. 

“I want you to stay!” He grumbles in anger. 

“Ok.” You answer coolly. 

“What?” Motormaster questions, confused by your sudden answer and change of tone. 

“I said ok, I won’t go.” You repeat. Motormaster pauses for a moment, seeming at a loss of words. 

“Good.”