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[imaginespazzi]

weekly check-in!

Hi nivi honeyy, i missed you i won’t lie! I LOVED LOVED LOVED CHAPTER 10 but it kind of made me sad at the same time 😞

how was your day and how are you overall babe?

i took this puppy to the vet because she looked sick so she got a checkup! i hope she’s okay, they’re updating me tomorrow! okay goodnight nivi sleep tight 💌

HI ROSIE POSIE <3

Aww my love, I missed you too and thank you so much, I'm glad you liked it but I'm sorry it made you sad.

My day's been up and down but okay all over and I'm doing good! How have you been lovely?

Awww you're such a sweetheart. I hope she's okay too and let me know what they say!

Good night lovie <3

[little-fics]

hey gorgeous, i was the anon that recommended you but it was for a very good reason. you are so, so lovely and amazing: your kindness and generosity is so refreshing and calming to be around. your talent is impeccable - i mean some of the best writing i have read so you should be extremely proud of yourself!! and your ability to make other people’s day - you are so sweet and delightful that it really affects a persons day by just making them happy and filling them with flowers and butterflies and all the nice things 🥰

never, EVER doubt your worth - i know sometimes we feel useless and unloved but i promise you are loved by so many people -including us - and that your existence brings enjoyment and value to people’s lives. so it’s okay to be anxious, to have a bad day, to not be able to write or even to completely break down and lose it or whatever you’re feeling - it’s okay. we appreciate you so much and everything you do, so don’t be scared to take a break or completely log off - however long: 1 day, 3 weeks, 7 months, 2 years, 100 million years!! what’s important is your mental health and how you’re doing, so do whatever you need to do. and how you were saying that you overthink every little thing you do, i know i’m probably not going to help but i promise you nobody will think of you any differently depending on what you say or do, we’re all in our own little bubbles thinking about our own issues and lives. and if they do think of you differently, it’s something positive! for example, whenever i read through something on your blog or just see what you’ve written i always exit the app with a smile on my face. that’s the lasting thought people will get! now i need you to promise me that every day you will remind your self how beautiful and valued you are. i don’t care how you do it, look in the mirror or write it down, just engrain it in your head, because it’s true! and i know we don’t know each other personally and that i look the same as everyone else but i’m always here to talk or listen to anything, and i’m sure that counts for everyone else. now have a marvellous, day, just relax or do something fun, enjoy yourself!

thank you for being the sweet rosie posie that you are,

anon <3 🤍🤍🤍

Hello pretty pretty pretty ray of sunshine, I hope you’re livin good today,

I could circle the entire galaxy with the amount of love I felt from this. You are too sweet, we’re gonna have to put a little salt in you before I go into a sugar coma!

I pinky pinky pinky promise that I’ll remind myself that I’m a pretty little perfect peach as I am, just as you are.

I can’t thank you enough for taking time out of your day to include me in your life, being a part of your little world means a whole lot to me.

You do help, more than you’d prolly ever give yourself credit for, but people like you are the reason some people keep doing the things they enjoy.

I didn’t know what to say to you, so I let this sit for a day or so, and I’m not sure I’ve even said all I want to say, but thank you little flower.

xoxo

rosie posie

[lyrazehedgieboiii]

Wedding Disaster!

Another crappy story I made long ago. Original is on Wattpad under Lyra_ze_hedgie. Both part 1 and part 2 is on this.

 ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONIC!!!!!!!!!!!!

Amy= 19 years old

Sonic= 21 years old

Lyra 18 1/2 years old

Blaze= 19 years old

Cream= 18 years old

Rouge= 19 years old

Maria= 19 years old

Silver= 21 years old

Knuckles= 21 1/2 years old

Shadow= 22 years old

Tails= 20 years old

It was 7 in the morning, and the Sonic Team girls were wide awake. As you can see in your brain, the girls are at Amy's house, sneaking through the door. They were about to wake up Amy and get her ready.

Cream, Amy's self proclaimed little sister, did the honors of waking the sleeping beauty. "Amy, wake up! You got to get ready for the happiest day of your life!" Cream squealed with excitement.

"I'm gonna give birth..?" Amy said dozily. She was 1/2 asleep, if you were wondering. Rouge and Maria were holding their chests from trying not to snort and laugh.

"Out of the way everyone! This is sure to wake Rosy Posy up!" Lyra yelled as she carried a 3 gallon full bucket into Amy's bedroom. She sprinkled a few drops onto Amelia's face. She still isn't up. She spills a little on to her face. Amy got up immediately.

"I'm up, let's get ready! Lyra water the plants with that, and make me look like a goddess, girls!" Lyra opened Amy's window and dumped the water close enough to the plants. The girls all dragged Amy to Rouge's mansion because her wedding dress was there. They had her take a shower, and while Amy was doing that, the girls took all the make-up out.

"This is going to be amazing! Sonic and Amy getting married! Amy will be my sister-in-law! Girls, she has to look perfect!" Lyra said. Lyra is Sonic's little sister.

"Amy, are you done yet?" Maria asked from outside the bathroom door.

"Yes!" A muffled voice answered from the other side of the door.

The girls all shoved Amy into a chair in front of Lyra's vanity table, and began to look at Amy and thought of what to do.

"Oh shoot! I forgot the curling iron! My 20 others are broken." Rouge realized.

"It's alright, Rouge. Besides, I have fire powers, so watch what I can do. Oh wait, first dry Amy's hair." Cream quickly did that with the blow dryer. Blaze wrapped sections of Amy's quills around her finger and warmed it up. She let go, and made luscious curls. "There, perfect. Amy, you look like an angel."

"She'll look more like an angel once she wears her wedding dress!" Lyra said, while bringing in the wedding dress. (It was a long white gown with red petals all over the bottom hem and along the chest.           

"Oh Lyra, it's beautiful." Amy said with tears in her eyes.

"Don't cry, Amy, or else you'll ruin your makeup!" Cream yelled.

"Okay, okay!"

Amy put on her dress, and it fit perfectly on her. It made her look like a princess. While admiring her wedding dress, Rouge and Lyra put some eyeliner and some blush on.

"Perfect! Now let's go, or we'll be 5 minutes late to being early." Lyra said.

"You sound like Spongebob, Hun." Rouge stated.

"Point is, we should be out now!" Blaze said, in an impatient tone. "I want to see some SonAmy smooching!" Amy blushed in embarrassment.

"Amelia! Now I can't tell if you're blushing, or if that's your blush making you look pink on the muzzle!" Cream said. Everyone laughed.

As the girls went out, something totally unexpected happened...

Hey, it's chapter 2. (Cream's POV)

Oh no. Eggbots. They're going to ruin Amy's wedding day, and her dress! Everyone immediately gets into battle stance, and takes out their weapons, or show their powers. Me? I stayed in front of Amy to guard her. Lyra, who's still learning to use her scythe, has formed a somewhat big shield around Amy and the girls. I was scared, was Amy going to be kidnapped by Eggman? That bastard! He's in his 70's or something, and he's still trying to kill Sonic! Then, Lyra moved a little, she could only protect me and Amy. The girls started to fight the crab-bots, and bee bots, whatever they're called. I heard some short battle cries. "Cream! Run Amy over to the limo!!!" Maria yells.

"Okay!" I take the hem at the back of Amy's dress, and raise it up, so it doesn't get dirty. I didn't really care about my dress getting messed up, it's Amy's that mattered. We suddenly see all the girls get thrown back. Oh, no... Amy hates when any of her friends get attacked, so in a snap, her piko-piko hammer comes out of nowhere, and Amy makes pissed off look at the robots. I don't want to interfere, but this is her wedding, I don't want her beautiful image get ruined! "Amy! Don't! You'll ruin your dress!" I shouted, but she ignored me. 

Oh no. 

It's the hammer of doom! Amy's hammer evolved and she was swearing like there was no tomorrow. Hey, I'd be doing the same thing if it were my wedding. Amy suddenly smashed all the bots, and strutted her way to the limo, all the girls watching her with shocked faces. She didn't even ruin anything! We all ran to the car, me going first. Not to brag, but I'm the maid of honor!!! Everyone expected Rouge, but I was chosen. I'm the most like her sister! Suddenly, Maria kicked the driver out of his seat.

"We are supposed to be at the altar by now!" Maria stepped on the peddle, not caring whether she got a ticket or not. Within minutes we were here. Lyra checked to see if everyone was there, and they were. First the ring bearer, and flower girl, which were Sonia's kids, Cecilia and Carlos. Then came in Amy, arm in arm with Shadow, since Amy had no father figure in her life. Behind her was the maid of honor. Which happens to be me. Then, came in Rouge, Sonia, Blaze, and Maria. Lyra was going to be the person that recited the vow things. On the side were Sonic's groomsmen, Shadow, Silver, Knuckles, and Manic. The best man was my boyfriend, Tails. We lined up beside Amy, and watched everything.

"How come the girls look like they were ambushed?" Tails asked.

"Amy looks like an angel."

"And in a few minutes she'll be my sister in law!"

"Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today on this momentous occasion, to witness the joining together of Sonic Ogilvie Maurice the Hedgehog, and Amelia Lynn Merica Rosette. Now, before we begin, is there anyone who rejects this proposal?" We looked around. "Thank Chaos, no one. Sonic, do you take Amelia to be your wife, through life and sickness, and til death do you part?" Lyra looked at Sonic, who was smiling, a few tears falling down his face.

"I do." Sonic responded. Amy was crying heavily, and so was I, it was beautiful!

"And Amy, do you take Sonic to be your lawfully wedded husband, to protect you, to love you, through life and sickness, and til death do you part?" Lyra looked in Amy's direction.

"I do."

"A good marriage is created. The little things in your life will become the big things. You will never be too old to hold hands, never be too old to say good night or for a gentle kiss.

A good marriage is remembering to say "I love you" on a regular basis. It is never going to sleep angry. It is standing together, on each other’s strength and support.

It is having the capacity to forgive and forget. It is providing an atmosphere in which each of you can grow.

It is finding room for the fruits of the spirit; which are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control.

It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.

You will have this kind of marriage if you continue to Chaos as the source of your romance, love, and affection. Now, say your vows." Sonic started first.

"Ames," everyone 'aww's when he said 'Ames.' "When I first saved you from Metal Sonic, I was surprised to see someone as brave and courageous as you. You were as cute as a button, but fierce with that hammer, and I wouldn't marry anyone else. You are the only thing that keeps me happy. You were the only person I noticed, the only person who could turn me on. You were different from those other fan-girls. You were always by my side, even if I lost a battle, you still loved me, even if I was a werehog!" He chuckled. "And since I met you, every time you talked to me, my heart beat in my chest, and only you made me feel like that. I love you Ames." Amy was crying heavily. She sobbed, and gave him a quick hug, before beginning. (Lmao so uncharacteristic)

"Sonikku, before we met, I had a thing for tarot cards, it would say we will meet, it would say you are my perfect soulmate. I believed all of that, in fact, it's one of the things that got us together. And when I got kidnapped by Metal Sonic unexpectedly, you saved me. You were exactly everything I imagined. You were brave, courageous, loyal, smart, strong, loving, and experienced, if you know what I mean." Insert a dirty smirk and wink amen. "You're also very confident, and knew when pride got in your way. I wanted to always be beside you, to love you, to make you happy, to stay with you for all eternity. And now you made my dreams come true. And you have my near all to yourself, until our futures children are born. I love Sonikku."

"With the power bestowed upon Chaos, I pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride." Lyra said. Sonic picked Amy up and spun her around before kissing her gently. She kissed him back, hands never leaving each other.

"Hey, Sonic?"

"Yeah?"

"I caught you."

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER. DE END.

[georgialouisea]

Never Be His - Part 4

Pairing - Jensen x Reader, EX Jared x Reader, Rosie (ofc).

Warnings - Angst, fluff, talk of cheating, swearing

Word Count - 2.1k.

Part 3 - Series Masterlist

Standing up you walked across the lounge scooping up Rosie you smiled down at her as you paced the length of the room.

“Have you read the article?” Jensen looked up at you from your phone.

Shaking your head you didn’t dare look at him as he stood up, reaching out his hand grabbed your arm stopping you. “Jensen.”

“Sit down, trust me, it’s me just sit down.” His hand ran down your arm. “Trust me.”

Sitting down on the couch as soon as Jensen sat next to you Rosie was squirming in your arms reaching out for him. “She wants you.”

Taking her from you he quickly got her settled in his lap. “Do you want me to tell you what it says? If not Jared will probably tell you when we get to work.”

“No, you tell me, I want to hear it from you.”

“Okay.” His hand slipped into yours giving it a firm squeeze. “Supernatural stars Y/N and Jared Padalecki have started divorce proceedings as stories of Mr Padalecki’s faithfulness to his wife surface, the couple who only welcomed their first child eight months ago are already separating, a source close to the pair has confirmed Y/N has moved out of the home she once shared with Jared.” Jensen paused looking up at you. “It wasn’t me, I can promise you that.”

“Of course it wasn’t you.”

“Do you want me to carry on?” He glanced back down at your phone.

“No, it’s just about Jared right, nothing about us?”

“Nothing about us.”

“Okay, okay, that’s fine, well it’s not fine because the whole world knows my fucking business.”

Jensen’s hand rested on your back. “Just breathe, I have Rosie, go take some time and just breathe.”

Taking a deep breath you stood up. “I have this.”

“You have this.” Jensen nodded as he smiled up at you.

-

Walking into the lounge Jensen was fully dressed in yesterday’s clothes, Rosie rested on his hip as he slowly danced around the kitchen to the chart song playing on the radio as he hummed along. Rosie squealed every time he spun around before erupting into a fit of giggles.

“Hey, you all done?” He smiled at you.

“Yeah, you two look like you’re having fun.”

“We are aren’t we Rosie posie? Do you want a ride into work? I need to stop off at mine and grab a change of clothes, I didn’t really think I’d be staying here last night.”

“Jensen, about last night.” He stopped dancing with your daughter and looked you dead in the eye.

“We can forget it and act like it never happened.”

“What if I don’t want to act like it never happened? What if I want to spend every night with you? What if I want you?”

The smile on Jensen’s face was enough to give you your answer. “Then you have me.” The arm not holding your daughter wrapped around your waist. “You’re sure you want this?”

“Positive.” Leaning up you kissed him. “And I’d love a ride to work.”

“C’mon let’s go.”

-

Your trailer door flew open slamming against the wall. “Jesus.” You jumped your hand covering your heart as Rosie started to cry.

Jared walked in with his hands up shutting the door behind him. “Sorry, it’s me, I wanted to talk to you, baby girl it’s okay.” Jared picked Rosie up gently bouncing her as his hand ran up and down her back. “Shhh Daddy’s here, it’s okay baby.”

“You scared the shit outta me.”

“Sorry, we really need to talk, have you checked your phone this morning.”

“Yeah, I have, I’ve seen the article.” You watched him soothe your daughter back to sleep.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.”

“What? Why was it you?”

“No, it wasn’t me.”

“You know who it was don’t you.”

Putting Rosie down in her crib he looked up at you. “Yes.” He sighed.

“Are you kidding me?” You hissed, standing up you walked towards him. “Who? When?”

“I only found out this morning, I came to yours to talk but you’d already left.”

“Jared, who?” Your fists clenched at your sides.

Squeezing his eyes shut he pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath he looked at you. “It was Holly.”

Those three words felt like a punch to the gut. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry I tried everything I could to get it taken down this morning.”

“Wait, let me get this straight the guest star you slept with while I was at home with our newborn daughter, the one you’re still seeing, the woman who is a part in destroying our marriage is the same woman who sold a fucking story about us?”

“No, well yes, but no, yes I messed up and I slept with her but I’m not still seeing her, I broke it off months ago, she’s gone from the show her character was always meant to die, demons have short character arcs anyway, I think she wanted a longer role and when she didn’t get it, she’s done this.

“Then why hasn’t she revealed herself as your little fling?”

“Do you really think she’d reveal herself to our fans as the reason for our divorce? They’d rip her to shreds within minutes, I’m so sorry I was too stupid beyond words to see what I had at home.”

A knock at your trailer door broke the silence. “Y/N we need you in hair and makeup!”

“I’ll be there in five!” You called back. “Jared just go.”

“I have the morning off I can look after Rosie.”

“No.”

“What? You won’t let me look after our daughter?”

“After the past few hours Jared I just want her close, I didn’t expect this to become public so soon, I thought we could keep this quiet for a while, all I wanted was for Rosie to grow up and when she googles our names she’ll find a news story that says we divorced but we’re still friends, I didn’t want her name anywhere near the headlines that are going to come out.”

“You think I do? You think I want kids she goes to school with to google Rosie Padalecki and see the articles? No, I don’t and it’s my fucking fault.”

Your trailer door opened again as Jensen walked in. “Sorry am I interrupting?” He asked shutting the door behind him.

“No.”

“Fuck it, Jensen lock the door.”

Turning around he locked the door before he looked at you. “What’s going on?”

“It was Holly who sold the story.”

“Holly?” Jensen looked towards Jared. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.” Jared sighed. “It’s my fault.”

“Jared -”

“Y/N we really need you!” Sarah called out as she knocked on your door.

“I’m coming!”

“I don’t have to shoot until this afternoon let me look after our daughter.”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Is Jensen in there we can’t find him.” Sarah shouted again.

“Yeah! He’s in here we’re coming now!” Rolling your eyes you looked at Jared. “Do you still have a crib in your trailer?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He nodded at you.

“If you need me call me okay?”

“Will do.”

Checking on Rosie she was fast asleep as you left the trailer with Jensen following you towards hair and makeup.

“Are you okay?”

“I just want to make it through today.”

“We’ll get through today.”

--

You hardly ever locked your trailer door, a fact you were now regretting as Jensen walked in, you didn’t even have to look up to know it was him, you’d worked with them both long enough to be able to tell the difference between their footsteps. “Do you want me to leave you alone?”

“No.”

“Do you want me to get Rosie?”

Sitting up you shook your head. “Jared will bring her back here before he has to shoot.”

“Are you okay?” He asked sitting next to you on your bed.

“No, I feel like my head has been put in a fucking blender, my life has been turned upside down and I don’t know what’s going on anymore, I don’t know who I can talk to, who I can trust -”

“Me.” Jensen took your hand in his. “You can talk to and trust me.”

“What are we? What the hell are we even doing?”

“What do you want to be doing? Because I love you, I know you love Jared and you probably always will you have a baby with him.”

“Jense?”

“Yes.”

“You love me?”

Jensen nodded. “I have for years.”

Reaching up your palm cupped his cheek. “Jensen, I’m -”

“You don’t know what you want, you’re going through a lot every day, I’m here for you and Rosie.” Pulling you into his arms he kissed your cheek. “I’m here.”

“I know.” Smiling at him his palm cupped your cheek.

Leaning up you kissed him a small squeal leaving your lips as he rolled you onto your back, his lips attacking yours.

You heard your trailer door shut, squeezing your eyes shut you pushed Jensen off you, sitting up you opened your eyes. Jared was stood with Rosie in his arms his eyes darting between you and Jensen. “So -”

Jensen sat up next to you, standing up you walked towards him, Rosie was reaching out for you, taking her from his arms you looked up at him. “Jared -”

“No.” He cut you off as he shook his head. “How long?”

“After we split, after I moved out of his.”

“You… you’re together?”

Jensen’s hand rested on the small of your back. “Yeah we are.” You gave a small nod.

“Wow, well okay, I have to go, I have to be on set.” He was out of the trailer before you could say another word.

Taking a step towards the door Jensen moved in front of you. “I’ll go, I have to be on set anyway, I’ll talk to him.”

“Jensen-”

“Do you not want me to talk to him?”

“No, go.”

Cradling Rosie against your chest you wiped the tears from your cheeks as you sat on the couch with your daughter in your arms.

-

Rosie wouldn’t stop crying, you’d tried everything that would usually send her right off to sleep and nothing was working. The pink blanket with elephants on that Jared had bought her when she was 2 months it was her favourite and you couldn’t find it anywhere.

Walking towards Jared’s trailer you caught Chloe one of the PA’s as she ran past you asking her where Jared was, she shouted back that he was on set as she carried on.

Opening Jared’s trailer door you stepped inside freezing when you heard a sniffle.

“I really fucked up huh?” Jared looked up at you, he had Rosie’s blanket in her hands. “Y/N, I’m so sorry.”

“I know, I know you’re sorry.” Walking towards him you sat next to him, Rosie reached out for Jared.

He gently pulled her from you. “You know at some point I thought you’d stop everything and we’d just go back to being us, but as time went on I knew i’d royally fucked up and you were never coming back to me, now I know for sure.”

“Jared, whatever happens with Jensen I’m never going to keep her from you.”

“This isn’t about us anymore, it’s about her.” He looked down at you with fresh tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Yeah.” resting your head against his shoulder you took a deep breath. “It’s about her.”

“I still love you.” He whispered.

Pulling away from Jared he smiled down at Rosie who was currently fast asleep in his arms. “I’m gonna get her home and to bed.”

Jared cleared his throat. “Okay.” He nodded as he stood up, taking Rosie from him you didn’t miss the way he was looking at you, the way it pained him to look away from you. “Drive safe and text me when you’re home.” Leaning down he kissed your cheek, his lips lingering against your skin for a few seconds longer than they should have. “I’ll see you both tomorrow.”

“Bye Jared.”

“Bye Y/N.”

-

A knock at the door had you unfurling from your ball on the couch, flinging the door open you crumpled into Jensen’s arms. “Woah, what’s happened?” He asked as he pulled you into his arms kicking the door shut behind him.

Sitting down on the couch he held you against his chest as his hand ran up and down your back. You didn’t have to say a word for him to know what was going on, he just knew. “Shh, I’m here, I’m here.” Jensen’s voice was the last thing you heard as you fell asleep.

Part 5 

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[wndamaximov]

Of Love And Secrets

Part 3:  Meeting Her Family

Main Masterlist                      Series Masterlist

Summary: While y/n was initially stuck in the book store because of the rain, she stayed longer for the handsome stranger that kept her company. But this handsome stranger has a secret- one he’d rather not let see the light of day.

Warnings: Minor Language, Fluff, Abusive Boyfriend, PTSD

Words: 1, 316

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: Sorry for taking so long in getting this up. Thank y'all for being so patient <3<3<3

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Y/n laydown, nestled in the crook if Steve’s arm, running her fingers round and round in circles on his chest. They’d been dating for a couple of months now, and the Starks were dying to meet him. 

“I think that it’s time for you to meet Tony and Pepper,” she voiced out loud. Y/n could feel Steve’s breath stop for a moment. It was a while before he finally let it go and relaxed.

“Don’t you think it’s… too early?” His voice came out uncertain, so different from the way he usually spoke.

Y/n pushed herself off of him and whirled around to look at his face. She smiled before telling him, “They can’t wait to meet you. In fact, every time I see them, they ask when they’ll finally get to see the living legend in person.”

Steve laughed. “A living legend? Is that what I am now?” As suddenly as the happiness had come, the gloominess returned. “What if they don’t like me?”

She leaned down to kiss him softly, leaving him- and her- wanting more. “They won’t like you; they’ll love you.” Y/n got out of the bed reluctantly to get ready for work. “I’ll see you when I get back?”

“Yeah,” Steve ran a hand through his hair then continued, “And tell Tony and Pepper we’ll meet them for dinner tomorrow, kinda like a double date.”

≿————-　❈　————-≾

Steve’s POV

After y/n left, Steve leaned over to grab his phone from the bedside table. He went to his contacts and scrolled down to Bucky’s. His finger hovered over the call button, as he debated whether or not to call him. On one hand, he wasn’t even sure he’d answer. He’d been ignoring Steve, ever since his first date with y/n. It broke his heart, but he knew Bucky needed his space. On the other hand, he missed his best friend.

Before he could rethink his decision, he pressed the button. Bucky picked up on the first ring.

≿————-　❈　————-≾

Y/n’s POV

Y/n walked into Pepper’s office, carrying papers for her to sign. Tony was there too, trying to stop the swinging sticks from… swinging.

“Everything’s set for the press conference, I just need both of your signatures here and here.” She set the papers on the desk while pointing to the places they both needed to sign. 

The swinging sticks clattered to the floor, still going, and Tony threw his hands up in defeat. “I swear to God, I’m going to throw this thing in the trash.”

Pepper gave him her signature glare and said, “No you’re not.” Y/n had been the receiving end of one of those multiple times(albeit, less than Tony) and she could say from experience that it wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

“Yes ma’am. However, would you consider donation?” The look persisted.

“Anyways…” y/n interrupted, “you both are invited to dinner. With Steve and me.”

“Oh my God, finally! Pep, you owe me one, crisp Jackson.”

“You bet on me?”

“Oh honey, we do it all the time. Speaking of time, when and where is our double date going to be?”

As she gave them the details, a bouquet of flowers perched on the edge of Pepper’s desk caught her eye. Blood red roses- beautiful, yet full of thorns.

“You get those for Pepper?” she asked Tony. It was Pepper who answered.

“No, they’re from a corporation that wants to do business. Hydra Technologies, I think.”

She nodded, the heat of tears stinging behind her eyes. “I have to go.” She barely made it out of the room and into the bathroom before the flashback started. 

Ring-a-round the rosie,

A pocket full of posies,

Ashes, Ashes,

We all fall down.

His face swam before her eyes, his hands and feet following, not seconds after. She saw bouquet of roses he always sent as an apology, before the cycle of rage started again. And like ashes, she always fell down.

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Steve’s POV

Bucky stared down at his coffee, slowly stirring the sugar in. Steve had just told him about the double date, and he had yet to respond.

He took a sip, then set the cup down, looking Steve straight in the eye. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem mad. 

“Okay.” Bucky leaned back in his chair.

“That’s it?”

“No, that’s not it. If you want to be a suicidal maniac for a girl, I fully support your decision.”

“I’m not suicidal. They’ll never find out.” 

“You really like her?”

“I do. I think I may love her too.”

“I’m sorry. For being the world’s biggest jerk. I still get to be your best man, right?”

Steve choked on the water he had just taken a sip of. “Who said anything about a wedding?”

≿————-　❈　————-≾

Y/n’s POV

After gathering herself together on the floor of the bathroom stall, y/n had went back to work, as if everything was normal.

When she got back home, all memories of… him, and been shoved back down into a lockbox.

As she got ready for dinner, she wondered where Steve was, seeing as he was usually waiting for her at home. That’s what Steve’s house had become for her. Home. She smiled to herself. 

When the door opened, she was all ready for dinner, save for her shoes.

“Where were you?”

Steve grinned. “I got a job.”

Y/n ran over to Steve and gave him a congratulatory hug. “Oh my God, where? I need all the details!”

“At the bookstore. Bucky needed some extra help, and I volunteered.”

Y/n hugged him again. “Now go get ready, we can’t be late.”

≿————-　❈　————-≾

Steve’s POV

In the taxi to the restaurant, Steve’s knee wouldn’t stop bouncing. Up, down, up, down, up. Eventually, y/n put her hand on it, stopping the motion.

He couldn’t even relax with the girl he loved because of a stupid, drunken mistake he’d made years ago. Damn young Steve for messing things up for him.

On another note, he really wanted both the Starks to love him. They were important to y/n, and he wanted them to be important to him too.

Deep down in his subconscious, he wanted them to like him to make up for what he did, but that only made him feel even more guilty.

Too late to go back now; they were already at the restaurant.

“You ready?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

They saw Tony and Pepper and y/n ran up to them introduce everyone to each other. Then, Steve found himself in a seat, right across from Tony Stark. Honestly, the way he got there was a blur.

“So, how’d you three meet?” he asked, making small talk.

“Well, I started out as an intern in the public relations department at Stark Industries. When I was taking coffee to the big shots upstairs, a very hungover Tony Stark told me to come sit with him on the floor.”

“I still don’t understand why you did it,” Pepper interjected. 

“Because he was CEO at the time! Anyways, we got to talking, and it turned out that we had a lot in common.”

“Yup! We only talked about morbid stuff though, like how both our parents died in car crashes and-”

Their voices faded away, and Steve wanted to be anywhere but here. Laughter interrupted his thoughts, and he zoned back into the conversation, determined to make a good impression.

But the memory of his past still lingered in the back of his head, from appetizers until after dessert.

≿————-　❈　————-≾

Y/n’s POV

After dinner, Tony pulled her aside and whispered in her ear, “I like him- he’s a keeper.”

“Yeah, he is,” she agreed, before going up to Steve and taking his arm. 

Once Tony and Pepper were out of earshot, she said, “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”

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sunshine

So, this is a little epilogue I guess to Earthshine. Just a little something. Baby fever is something I can never shake and picturing Ashton with babies makes my heart melt. Read Earthshine here: one and two

Summary: dad!ash has doubts about himself when it comes to his newborn. mentions of smut, nothing too graphic but it’s mainly fluff. enjoy lovies :)

“Everyone, this is Roselyn Ann Irwin,” Ashton introduces their baby to her three uncles who are staring wide eyed at the tiny bundle in Ashton’s large arms.

You’re gazing up at him with a sleepy smile, your heart overflowing with love. Your favorite person was holding the newest favorite person in your life.

“She’s so small,” Calum says in a hushed tone. His eyes are wide as he gazes down at his niece. “Are they always this tiny?”

“She’s the perfectly normal sized for a newborn,” you defend then smile up at Ashton. “Besides, her daddy is a giant so no wonder she looks dwarfish.”

Ashton shoots you an amused grin as he rocks Roselyn slightly.

“You can hold her if you want,” he says to Calum who just nods silently.

Ashton carefully exchanges his little girl into his best friends’ arms, reminding him to watch her head. Michael and Luke crowd around him and look at her small round face.

Ashton sits next to you on the bed taking your hand in his and bringing it to his mouth for a tender kiss. You smile up at him happily and nuzzle into his shoulder watching your daughter tug at the heartstrings of their friends.

“She’s got my finger!” Michael exclaims.

Roselyn lets out a small cry at the loud noise, Calum and Luke’s eyes widen and shush Michael. Luke swats his shoulder but she’s silent again.

“Our daughter’s only a few hours old and she’s already got three men wrapped around her tiny finger,” you smile.

“She gets that from her mama,” Ashton presses a kiss to the top of your head.

You scrunch your nose up at him before turning your attention back to the happy moment before you. Nine months you’ve waited to meet your baby and now here she is. A real living bundle of joy that is half you and half Ashton.

**

“Come on Rosie,” Ashton sighs tiredly. He’s holding Rosie against his shoulder swaying from side to side at two in the morning trying to get her to fall back asleep. It’s been a month since they brought her home and she’s not sleeping throughout the night yet. “Go to sleep for, daddy. Please?”

Ashton was exhausted. He loved being a dad but he hated how tiring it was. During the day it was great, but come nighttime Rosie would be up around 3-4 times a night.

“Honey, give her to me,” you say your voice still thick with sleep.

Ashton turns around to see you holding your arms out, a cardigan wrapped around your body.

“Baby you should be sleeping, I’ve got this.”

“No, you don’t. I’ve been up since you got up half an hour ago. She hasn’t stopped crying and I know you’re more exhausted than I am.” You hold out your arms taking Rosie from him. She whimpers in your ear and you hush her gently before going to sit in the rocking chair near the window.

Ashton watches you open your cardigan and nestle Rosie against your bosom, you wrap the cardigan around her and begin to rock. Her tiny body is still shaking from crying but then you begin to hum and rub small circles into her back.

In moments, Rosie’s cries have quieted and Ashton stares in amazement at his wife. How did she do that?

“How’d you do that?” he asks in astonishment.

“She likes to listen to my heartbeat,” you kiss the top of her warm fuzzy head.

“I’m terrible at this,” he runs his fingers through his hair in distress. “I’ve wanted a family for forever and I can’t even put my baby back to sleep.”

“Hey, you aren’t terrible at this. Babies are very sensitive and she can probably tell that you’re super tired. You’re the best, Ashton. Go back to bed, I’ll be there in a minute,” you tell him gently and watch him shuffle back to your room.

You waited a few minutes to make sure Rosie was asleep again before placing her back in her crib. You pad back to your room and see Ashton is staring up at the ceiling, his left arm tucked behind his head, his jaw working soundlessly. You slip the cardigan off throwing it to the chair in the corner.

You climb onto his lap and lay across the length of his body, your finger traces designs in his t-shirt.

“She doesn’t like me,” he says quietly, his gaze still at the ceiling.

“She loves you, you’re her dad.”

“She cries whenever I hold her.”

“You’re thinking too much. You need to relax, even I can feel the stress radiating off you. Hey,” you sit up and hold his face in your hands forcing him to look at you. “Want me to help you relax?” you don’t even give him a second to respond before you’re palming him through his cotton pajama bottoms.

He moans into your kiss, his body going completely lax at your touch.

“You need to be quiet,” you murmur circling your thumb over the outline of the tip of his dick through the fabric. His breath hitches in response and he squeezes onto your waist. “Can’t wake Rosie again.”

In one swift movement, he flips you onto your back and you’re trapped underneath his body.

“You’re the vocal one, babe,” he grins and presses his mouth below your jaw.

**

The next day you weren’t going to be home until later because your sister wanted to go bridesmaid shopping for her wedding. You were excited to get out of the house but at the same time felt like you couldn’t leave because of the motherly pull you had to Rosie. Obviously she’d be fine because Ashton would be with her, but your heart ached at the mere thought of leaving her side. (hooray for post pregnancy hormones).

“What if she cries and you’re not back yet?” Ashton asks nearly frantic. Rosie was in her rock ‘n play, her tiny fingers playing with the dangling mobiles above her.

“Honey, you’ll be fine. Try singing to her, she seemed to like that when she was still in the womb,” you touch his cheek affectionately. “I have to go. I’ll be back after dinner.” You lean on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Have fun, love you,” he says watching you go to the door.

“Love you too,” you throw a smile over your shoulder before leaving.

With his hands on his hips, he turns on the spot to face his daughter, her petite feet squirming in her onesie. His expression softens whenever he looks at Rosie and it’s like his love for her grows more and more by the second.

“Well Rosie-posy,” he sighs sitting cross legged on the floor in front of her, “it’s just you and me, sweetheart. Go easy on your daddy, hm?” he traces the her small brows delicately with the tip of his finger.

The rest of the afternoon went smoothly, but when it came to feeding time that’s when Rosie became fussy. Ashton had already fed her the correct amount of ounces, he’d changed her diaper and burped her. He rocks her gently in his arms while he cleans up his spilled milk on the counter.

“Shh, shh, no more tears, baby,” he hushes softly but Rosie still whines and cries. Panic begins to set in but then he has an idea and heads upstairs to her nursery. “Let’s try what mama does, yeah?”

He turns on the spinning night light that shows lit up moons and stars on the walls and ceiling then repositions the rocking chair so he can stretch his legs. He settles into the chair, adjusting Rosie onto his chest. Her small body shakes from crying and he rubs her back gently while pressing soft kisses to the top of her head and begins to rock.

A song pops into Ashton’s head so he starts to hum it quietly. Rosie’s shrill cries lower an octave and he begins to sing a bit louder.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are gray

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you,

Please don’t take my sunshine away.

 The other night, dear as I lay sleeping

I dreamt I held you in my arms

When I awoke dear, I was mistaken

So I hung my head and cried. . .

 He sang the song three more times, well until Rosie’s cries had officially quieted and she nestled closer into his chest. He smiles and continues to rock his baby girl, the song still being hummed when you came home and found them.

“Was she crying?” you whisper brushing your fingers in his hair.

“Yeah, but I think I found my way of calming her down.”

“What’s that?”

“She does like when I sing to her,” he smiles.

“Any specific song?”

“You are my sunshine,” he presses his lips to Rosie’s head then says more quietly to her, “my only sunshine.”

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Mend my soul Biadore Chapter 5 - AbbiNeedless and LilBro

Last chapter everybody! Yeah, last time I didn’t warn you that we were coming to the end, sorry abou that ;3; Actually I have this chapter ready since I posted chapter four and I was like “I’m gonna wait like a week to post last chapter” but I’m a freaking impatient girl so I decided to post it today! This chapter… GOD, we put a lot of work and of our hearts in it to make it perfect. Your comments here and in AO3 really warm my heart, I mean it! <3 We really hope you like this :3 LilBro: Tell us what you think!

Dan was no longer lying in his mom’s lap, he was standing and looking into her childhood best friend and he was not sure if he remembered how to breathe. Rosie looked almost the same as she did when they were younger, her hair is longer though and she has tattoos in her arms, he can see a tattoo of a skull in her right arm.

“Mama! We saw him in TV as well!” The little girl says and takes Rosie’s hand. “Yeah, we did.” Rosie says, even her voice sounds the same. “Can I go to say hi?” “Yes, baby.” Rosie whispered.

The little girl ran to him and offered him her hand.

“Hi, my name is Anna.” Danny took her hand and shook it. “Me and my mama saw you on TV!” “You did?” “Yeah!” She said excitedly. “We watched you jump from that thing and we watched you sing like Penny! Did you know that my mama cried because you didn’t win?” “Anna!” “Sorry, my bad.” Roy said, Shane pinched his arm. “What? Is the truth and you told me that I always have to talk with the truth and that’s what I’m doing.” She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Rosie, looking at Anna like this made him think a lot about Rosie, she used to look the same when they were kids. The resemblance was even scary. “So you cried.” Danny talked for the first time with her in years. “Of course I cried! I saw my homie being eliminated from American Idol and I saw him lose in Drag Race, it broke my heart!”

“Homie, she still says I’m her homie.” This thought made her heart warm.

“Oh Rosie…”

He walked to her and hugged her tightly, she was as tiny as he remembered, she hugged him back with the same amount of strength and love. This felt familiar, this felt as home.

A little cry made them get apart.

“Sorry, Danny is sometimes not happy when someone hugs mama.” The little girl said by his side. “Danny?” Dan looked at Rosie blushing. “Hmm… Maybe I… Well, you know, I had a second baby, a boy.” He looked at the little boy in her arms. “And I decided to name him as one of the people that I loved the most in my good years: Daniel.”

He covered his face to hide the surprise mask that was on his face, he was beyond happy in this moment.

“Hey, do you want to come in? You haven’t been here in a while.” Bonnie said, she hugged Dan’s shoulders. “That’s true.” Dan said. “And we have a lot to talk about.” “Yeah.” She took his hand and squeezed. “We do.”

—-

They were in Bonnie’s living room. Shane and Chris were playing in the floor with little Danny and Anna, Dan and Rosie were sitting in the big couch talking endlessly with each other and Bonnie and Roy were sitting in the kitchen’s table.

“Look at my baby.” Bonnie said. “I haven’t seen him this happy in months.” “Me neither.” Roy said. “It’s great to see him happy again.” She took a drag from her cigarette. “I remember when Rosie’s stepdad took her away from us, Danny was heartbroken, he didn’t even sing for months.” “Wow…” “Yeah. When Chris took him back home he was the same, he didn’t talk, he didn’t sing, he didn’t want to eat, not even fucking pizza.” “Yeah, I struggled a lot with that when he was living with me.” Roy said while he saw Danny laughing at something Rosie had said, he hasn’t heard a genuine laugh from him in a while and hearing it again was priceless. “Can I ask you something, Roy?” “Sure.” “Why did you do this?” “What do you mean?” “Why did you put so much effort in this? I know you adore my son but I didn’t even think you would put so much effort in making him happy.” “I just hate seeing him sad, it’s a view that I cannot stand.” He saw how Dan and Rosie compare their skulls tattoos. “I couldn’t stand it, Bonnie, I couldn’t.”

Bonnie nodded and took another drag of her cigarette.

“That’s what I wanted to hear.”

—-

Danny helped Rosie to take her kids to the bed.

“Are you sure you don’t mind them sleeping in your bed?” Rosie asked him. “Nah, it’s ok.” “If you say so.” “Yeah, it’s ok.”

After they put them in bed he took his backpack and joined his friends in his mom’s backyard, he put his backpack in the table and took his laptop out. When he took the laptop out his notebook fell and opened in the floor. Rosie picked it up.

“Hey, your notebook fell…” “My notebook what?” He turned to look at her. “Oh, wait, what are you reading?” “You wrote me a song?” She asked him.

Danny didn’t remember how to talk, all of their friends looks were on them.

“Well… Yes, I did.” Rosie gave him a confused look. “What?” “Nothing, its’ just that…” “That…” He looked at her expectantly. “I’ve never thought that someone would write me a song.” She had a big smile on her lips, she passed her finger in the song’s name. “Do you want me to sing it for you?” “Would you?” “Of course!”

He opened the laptop and start looking for something.

“In the days I’ve been here I had the chance to record some shit with Chris.” Chris nodded at him. “One of the things we record was this track for the song, I hope all of you like it.”

Rosie handed him his notebook back, Danny took a long breath.

He started to sing.

Back in the 90’s, before it was cool You would stick up for me after school We fought with all the teachers And broke all the rules Laughted at all the kids, always acting a fool

Memories started to fly in their minds.

We learn together We cry together We share everything And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

“Danny?, Danny!” Rosie ran to him and hugged him, they were seven years old. “What happened? Why are you crying?” “My dad is going to leave my mom and it’s all my fault!” He was sure all of their neighbors could heard him cry.

We love together We helped each other We flew with no wings And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

“What? You are not the reason he is leaving, why are you saying this?” “Because he said it! He said that he didn’t want a nancy boy as his son, that I’m embarrassing!.” “No, Danny you’re not!” Rosie and Danny remained hugged for minutes. “You are the best friend I could have and nothing your dad says is gonna change that!”

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Is gone, gone, gone, gone

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Will sing along, long, long, long

Danny ran to Rosie’s house as fast as he could, he reached the door and knocked. No one answered. “Rosie! Open up, it’s Danny!” He knocked again. “Rosie!” “She’s not here, son.” Rosie’s neighbor said from her porch. “What do you mean?” “They’re gone, they left.” “No… No, they didn’t!” He knocked again even louder. “They didn’t leave!” “Repeat that until you believe it.” She took a long drag from her cigarette. “She is never going to come back, son.”

Senior year was always blue Without you You know me well enough Man, you know it’s true

“Look at the fag all alone now.” Santos said and pushed him into the lockers. “Where is your lifesaver now, faggot?” “Leave me alone…” “He’s not even saying a lot, man, he must miss his hero.” “What are you without her, eh?” Claire asked him. “I know what he is.” Santos punched his face and made him hit his head in the cold floor. “Nothing!”

I’m thinking of my homie Hoping she is too We’ve got our own lives Now, what to do?

We learn together We cry together We share everything And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

“Is there someone who you wish you could see again?” Ru asked him. “Yeah, I had a friend when I was younger who I literally gave a piece of my heart, I would love to see her again.” “Where is she now?” “I’m not sure.” He said. “We got distanced when we were teens, I don’t know if she is ok now.” “Well, you got a chance with us for her to know that you’re doing great, maybe after the show she will reach out for you.” Ru took his hand and smiled to him. “There’s nothing I would love the most.”

We love together We helped each other We flew with no wings And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Is gone, gone, gone, gone

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Will sing along, long, long, long

He wrote a note. Mom, sorry for taking the car without asking you. I’ll be back soon, love you. He heard Mariana saying that Rosie was back, he didn’t want to believe it, he wasn’t sure Mariana was saying the truth. He drove to her house and parked outside, he waited for what felt like hours and then there she was, Rosie was standing next to her cousin, laying her head in her shoulder.

Mother of her own, she takes on the world Stays the best mom for her little girl I watch from afar, like maleficent In love with the story of my old best friend

Danny got out from the car and waited for her to turn around, when she did it he was caught off guard, Rosie was there but she was extremely different; she was pregnant. Danny had his mouth agape, he couldn’t believe what was happening in front of his eyes, she looked at him. “Rosie?” She ignored him and got into her cousin’s car and drove away. Danny never saw her again.

We learn together We cry together We share everything And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

We love together We helped each other We flew with no wings And i’ll love you forever Oh Rosie, oh Rosie

Adore was finishing her number in her concert in Azusa when he recognize a face in the audience, he would recognize that face anywhere. “Thank you, my cholos family for a wonderful night!” She said on the microphone. “Goodnight, everybody!” He let Bianca in the stage so she could close the show, she put on a hoodie and ran into the crowd looking for her. He didn’t find her.

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Is gone, gone, gone, gone

Bring me back my Rosie My pockets full of posies The best friend that i ever had Will sing along, long, long, long

“So you cried.” “Of course I cried! I saw my homie being eliminated from American Idol and I saw him lose in Drag Race, it broke my heart!”

Along Sing along

—-

Rosie hugged her legs and hided her face behind them, Danny put his notebook down and hugged her, her shoulders were shaking.

“Rosie?” He whispered. “You fucking asshole!” Rosie looked at him, all of her mascara was ruined but she was smiling. “You better help me fix my make-up because I’m sure it’s ruined now.” “I’ll fix it for you, promise.” “Oh, come here, you fucker!”

Danny sat on her legs and hugged her tightly, he had a big smile on his lips.

He was happy again.

—-

Roy got away from his friends, he was alone standing next to the kitchen’s door wiping a tear away.

“Roy? Are you alright?” “Yes.” He turned. “I’m ok, Shane.”

Shane sat on the floor, Roy joined him.

“I think you did the right thing, you know?” Both of them were looking at Dan and Rosie who were hugging. “Just look at them.” “I haven’t seen him this happy in months, it’s good to see him like this again.” “It’s great.” Shane agreed.

A comfortable silence was set between them.

“Are you going to tell him?”

Roy looked at Danny, he was showing Rosie pictures of his drag in the computer and explaining her how he transformed.

“Nah, I can wait.” “You sure about that?” “Yeah.” Danny looked at him and smiled. “I’m sure I can wait.”

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Pride Challenge Day 3: Lesbian

“Ney, Rose’ unnie, you got something in the mail~!” Lisa yells walking into the dorm and she smiles handing the elder female the small envelope. The singer looks at the handwriting then opens it quickly recognizes who it is from and lies on the couch.

“Hey Rosie, haven’t heard from you in a while so I thought I would write you first. If you are wondering about how I got this address, blame your dad. He gave it to me so we could start talking again. I put my new number down so we could text, I hope to hear from you soon. Your ‘friend’ Ami,” the letter reads and Rosé smiles to herself. She grabs her phone and texts the number written in pink ink at the very bottom then hopes that she will receive a message back.

RS: Hey Ami~!! I just got your letter and I am so happy to hear from you again~!!

AI: Rosie~!!! I am so happy to hear from you too~!! I have missed you so much since you left for Korea. :’(

RS: aww, I have missed you too. Is everything going good back home?

AI: just about. The same guy from before is still asking me out on a date again. God, I wish I could tell him that I am just not interested.

RS: you could always tell him about-

AI: Rosie, you know I can’t. Some people may accept it, but not all of our neighborhood would.

RS: ah, I guess you are right. Oh, I gotta go to practice now. But I’ll talk to you later. :-*

AI: you too Rosie~

Rosé smiles and puts her phone away while getting up from the couch to go with her bandmates to the van.

“Who were you talking to unnie?” Lisa questions sitting next to the older girl.

“Oh, just an old friend from my hometown. We haven’t spoken in quite some time and we were just catching up,” the Australian girl says buckling up with her seatbelt. As the weeks pass, the 3 other members of blackpink notice how their main vocalist has been texting this friend every chance she gets and they all sit down to discuss it.

“Am I the only one who noticed that Rose’ is constantly on her phone lately?” Jennie questions looking at the other two members.

“No, I noticed it too. Do you think this person….is more than a friend?” Jisoo says

“What do you mean?” Jennie wonders, completely confused by what the other means.

“I think you may be right unnie. Rose’ unnie gets a big smile on her face while texting this person. Maybe we should ask her who this person is,” the maknae says and hugs a pillow close to her. Just as the youngest says that, Rose’ walks into the room with her disguise on texting on her phone.

“Rose’, where are you heading off to?” the leader of blackpink questions, stopping the girl in her tracks and making her blush.

“I-I’m heading to the airport…..m-my friend is flying into the c-country,” the Australian girl stutters and tries to leave, but is stopped by the leader of the group.

“We are coming with you,” Jennie says and goes with the others to get their disguises on.

*At the airport*

Rose’ sits nervously waiting for the plane to arrive and she sweats as the others give her a look.

“So, about this friend….is it a boy or girl?” Jisoo asks cleaning her nails.

“Oh….um, she is a girl. Her name is Amelia, but I always called her-“the singer starts, but stops hearing her name get called. She turns and sees a young woman with short, wavy honey blonde hair, dazzling forest green eyes and beautifully sun kissed skin.

“Ami!” Rose’ yells and hugs the other female tightly then smiles hugely hearing her giggle.

“I have missed you Rosie posie~” Ami says and cuddles close to the other. She looks over the female’s shoulder and sees the other 3 women standing there then moves away.

“o-oh….you brought friends with you,” the young woman states and is blushing a light pink.

“I forgot about them! Ami, these are the members are of my group. Jennie, Lisa and Jisoo,” Rose’ says nervously and introduces the 4 girls. *later*

Rose’ sits on her bed and smiles as she feels a hand rub her arm then she leans closer so the two female’s foreheads are touching.

“I have missed cuddling with you Ami,” the singer says and pets her hair.

“What else have you missed Rosie~?” the slightly younger female questions with a teasing tone and giggles as she is pulled closer.

“I have missed those lips~” Rose’ says and kisses the other female passionately, not seeing 3 pairs of eyes looking in on them then they pull back once the door is slammed open.

“I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHNG GOING ON~!!” Lisa yells and hugs the two.

“Wait….you guys are ok with me….dating another girl?” the singer question, surprised by the reaction.

“Rose’, you are our friend and we love you. Plus, the two of you make such a cute couple~” Jisoo says and sits on her bed. Rose’ smiles and hugs the other members then pulls her girlfriend close to nuzzle her neck.

“I was worried that we wouldn’t be accepted…..but I worried for nothing.”

[adambstingus]

11 Popular Songs You Didn’t Know Were About Super F*cked-Up Things

The other day, Every Breath You Take by ThePolice came on the radio.

My friend sighed, seemingly enamored by the lyrics, and said she wanted that to be her wedding song.

Uh, really? There’s somethingabout the hook that’s always seemed mad f*cking creepy to me. Every breath you take, Ill be watching you? Thats not a very reassuring thought, especially not one Id want to hear at my wedding.

When I got home and did a little bit of research, it turned out I was right — Sting even admitted it. The song is about a stalker. An obsessive, potentially dangerous stalker. Yet this wentunnoticed by my friend and probably countless others.

I mean, think about how many people actually had a song about an obsessive ex-lover gracethe soundtrack to their weddings. Whoops.

Here are 11 other songs you probably didnt know the true f*cked-up meaning of, either.

1. “Ring Around The Rosy” by who the f*ck knows

To be completely fair, I dont think anyone knows what the hell the song Ring Around the Rosie is about. What is a pocketful of posies?

However, upon some closer inspection, the song is actually about the Great Plague of London wiping out an entire f*cking civilization of people, hence the we all fall down.

Yeah, that means WE DIE. Yet we had no problem belting this song throughout kindergarten.

2. “Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed

While some Millennials might not know the original version of this song, theyve probably heard the bassline more than a few times — thanks to Tribe sampling the song in Can I Kick It.

At first listen, the song sounds innocent, but if you actually take the time to listen to the lyrics — youll soon understand its anything but. With lines about “giving head,” andmany other questionable lyrics, it shouldn’t take too long.

3. “Island Girl” by Sir Elton John

“Island Girl” is a very tropical sounding song — much like something youd blast at the beach while out on a family vacation or something of that nature.

In reality, however, the song is about a Jamaican prostitute in New York City. “Island girl, what you wantin’ with the white man’s world?” With lyrical contentsuch asthis, youmight want to rethink playing this tunewith your grandmother and grandfather from Boca within earshot.

4. “Closing Time” by Semisonic

Most peoplethink this song is about leaving some place that will be closing shortly, most often a bar. In actuality, the song was written about the lead singer of Semisonic’s child being born.

So, with regard to the song’s title, “Closing Time” actually refers tobeing forced out of the womb.Now pour up another beer before lastcall!

5. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” by The Beatles

Theres a lot of controversy stemming from whether or not the origin of this song comes from a painting done by Lennons son, Julian, or the titles acronym: LSD. Lennon adamantly denied that the song was connected to the drug, but, I dont know, make your own call on the matter.

“Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain, where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high.”

Is thisa vividdepiction of an acid trip? You decide.

6. “Born In TheUSA” by Bruce Springsteen

Every fourthof July, upon sparking up the BBQ, I get my Independence Day playlist fired up, consisting of a large number of Bruce Springsteen hits, specifically, the most patriotic of them all, “Born in the USA.”

Right? Wrong. The songs lyrics actually critique most of Americas shortcomings as a functioning nation.“Got in a little hometown jam, so they put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man.” Not all that endearing about our wonderful country.

7. “Under The Bridge” by Red Hot Chili Peppers

I sangthis song in the shower of my parents’ home for the majority of my younger years. With a title like Under The Bridge and a chorus crying, Take me to da place I luuuuuuhve, I thought the song was about going to your favorite little spot in the nearest national park.

Little did I know, the song is about the literal bridge where lead singer Anthony Kiedis would meet “with f*cking gangsters shooting speedballs under a bridge,” as he described it. The song is actually about his growing dependence on hard drugs. Errr, I guess I sort of missed the mark on that one.

8. “Afternoon Delight” by Starland Vocal Band

As a youngster, I thought the song Afternoon Delight was about doing something pleasant around noontime — maybe a stroll throughthe park or a picnic, perchance — with someone you like.

As it turns out, the song is really about a little matinee sex. “Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Rubbin’ sticks and stones together make the sparks ignite, and the thought of loving you is getting so exciting.”

I guess itreally doesn’tsound too picnic-y, in retrospect.

9. “Cant Feel My Face” by The Weeknd

Granted, its a Weeknd song, so theres always a decent chance that its about drugs, “Cant Feel My Face” is one of the best-disguised drug records circulating throughthe pop airwaves today.

While it might sound like the result of infatuation or newly found love, Weeknds face is numb because of cocaine — which the song is really written for, at least toour knowledge.

10. “Back Door Man” by The Doors (and Willie Dixon, originally)

Although itprobably could also have a second sexual meaning, the true definition of a “Back Door Man” is someone who sleepswith the wives of other men, sneaking through the back doors, so to speak, without the husbands finding out.

11. “Captain Jack” by Billy Joel

“Captain Jack” was supposedly penned by Billy Joel fromhis Long Island apartment, after seeing the local youth buying heroin from a dealer named “Captain Jack.”

Although the hook says “Captain Jack will get ya high tonight,” the song actually expresses a strong anti-drug sentiment.

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/2017/05/27/11-popular-songs-you-didnt-know-were-about-super-fcked-up-things/ from All of Beer https://allofbeercom.tumblr.com/post/161120687072

[jimdsmith34]

11 Popular Songs You Didn’t Know Were About Super F*cked-Up Things

The other day, Every Breath You Take by ThePolice came on the radio.

My friend sighed, seemingly enamored by the lyrics, and said she wanted that to be her wedding song.

Uh, really? There’s somethingabout the hook that’s always seemed mad f*cking creepy to me. Every breath you take, Ill be watching you? Thats not a very reassuring thought, especially not one Id want to hear at my wedding.

When I got home and did a little bit of research, it turned out I was right — Sting even admitted it. The song is about a stalker. An obsessive, potentially dangerous stalker. Yet this wentunnoticed by my friend and probably countless others.

I mean, think about how many people actually had a song about an obsessive ex-lover gracethe soundtrack to their weddings. Whoops.

Here are 11 other songs you probably didnt know the true f*cked-up meaning of, either.

1. “Ring Around The Rosy” by who the f*ck knows

To be completely fair, I dont think anyone knows what the hell the song Ring Around the Rosie is about. What is a pocketful of posies?

However, upon some closer inspection, the song is actually about the Great Plague of London wiping out an entire f*cking civilization of people, hence the we all fall down.

Yeah, that means WE DIE. Yet we had no problem belting this song throughout kindergarten.

2. “Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed

While some Millennials might not know the original version of this song, theyve probably heard the bassline more than a few times — thanks to Tribe sampling the song in Can I Kick It.

At first listen, the song sounds innocent, but if you actually take the time to listen to the lyrics — youll soon understand its anything but. With lines about “giving head,” andmany other questionable lyrics, it shouldn’t take too long.

3. “Island Girl” by Sir Elton John

“Island Girl” is a very tropical sounding song — much like something youd blast at the beach while out on a family vacation or something of that nature.

In reality, however, the song is about a Jamaican prostitute in New York City. “Island girl, what you wantin’ with the white man’s world?” With lyrical contentsuch asthis, youmight want to rethink playing this tunewith your grandmother and grandfather from Boca within earshot.

4. “Closing Time” by Semisonic

Most peoplethink this song is about leaving some place that will be closing shortly, most often a bar. In actuality, the song was written about the lead singer of Semisonic’s child being born.

So, with regard to the song’s title, “Closing Time” actually refers tobeing forced out of the womb.Now pour up another beer before lastcall!

5. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” by The Beatles

Theres a lot of controversy stemming from whether or not the origin of this song comes from a painting done by Lennons son, Julian, or the titles acronym: LSD. Lennon adamantly denied that the song was connected to the drug, but, I dont know, make your own call on the matter.

“Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain, where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high.”

Is thisa vividdepiction of an acid trip? You decide.

6. “Born In TheUSA” by Bruce Springsteen

Every fourthof July, upon sparking up the BBQ, I get my Independence Day playlist fired up, consisting of a large number of Bruce Springsteen hits, specifically, the most patriotic of them all, “Born in the USA.”

Right? Wrong. The songs lyrics actually critique most of Americas shortcomings as a functioning nation.“Got in a little hometown jam, so they put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man.” Not all that endearing about our wonderful country.

7. “Under The Bridge” by Red Hot Chili Peppers

I sangthis song in the shower of my parents’ home for the majority of my younger years. With a title like Under The Bridge and a chorus crying, Take me to da place I luuuuuuhve, I thought the song was about going to your favorite little spot in the nearest national park.

Little did I know, the song is about the literal bridge where lead singer Anthony Kiedis would meet “with f*cking gangsters shooting speedballs under a bridge,” as he described it. The song is actually about his growing dependence on hard drugs. Errr, I guess I sort of missed the mark on that one.

8. “Afternoon Delight” by Starland Vocal Band

As a youngster, I thought the song Afternoon Delight was about doing something pleasant around noontime — maybe a stroll throughthe park or a picnic, perchance — with someone you like.

As it turns out, the song is really about a little matinee sex. “Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Rubbin’ sticks and stones together make the sparks ignite, and the thought of loving you is getting so exciting.”

I guess itreally doesn’tsound too picnic-y, in retrospect.

9. “Cant Feel My Face” by The Weeknd

Granted, its a Weeknd song, so theres always a decent chance that its about drugs, “Cant Feel My Face” is one of the best-disguised drug records circulating throughthe pop airwaves today.

While it might sound like the result of infatuation or newly found love, Weeknds face is numb because of cocaine — which the song is really written for, at least toour knowledge.

10. “Back Door Man” by The Doors (and Willie Dixon, originally)

Although itprobably could also have a second sexual meaning, the true definition of a “Back Door Man” is someone who sleepswith the wives of other men, sneaking through the back doors, so to speak, without the husbands finding out.

11. “Captain Jack” by Billy Joel

“Captain Jack” was supposedly penned by Billy Joel fromhis Long Island apartment, after seeing the local youth buying heroin from a dealer named “Captain Jack.”

Although the hook says “Captain Jack will get ya high tonight,” the song actually expresses a strong anti-drug sentiment.

source http://allofbeer.com/2017/05/27/11-popular-songs-you-didnt-know-were-about-super-fcked-up-things/ from All of Beer http://allofbeer.blogspot.com/2017/05/11-popular-songs-you-didnt-know-were.html

[samanthasroberts]

11 Popular Songs You Didn’t Know Were About Super F*cked-Up Things

The other day, Every Breath You Take by ThePolice came on the radio.

My friend sighed, seemingly enamored by the lyrics, and said she wanted that to be her wedding song.

Uh, really? There’s somethingabout the hook that’s always seemed mad f*cking creepy to me. Every breath you take, Ill be watching you? Thats not a very reassuring thought, especially not one Id want to hear at my wedding.

When I got home and did a little bit of research, it turned out I was right — Sting even admitted it. The song is about a stalker. An obsessive, potentially dangerous stalker. Yet this wentunnoticed by my friend and probably countless others.

I mean, think about how many people actually had a song about an obsessive ex-lover gracethe soundtrack to their weddings. Whoops.

Here are 11 other songs you probably didnt know the true f*cked-up meaning of, either.

1. “Ring Around The Rosy” by who the f*ck knows

To be completely fair, I dont think anyone knows what the hell the song Ring Around the Rosie is about. What is a pocketful of posies?

However, upon some closer inspection, the song is actually about the Great Plague of London wiping out an entire f*cking civilization of people, hence the we all fall down.

Yeah, that means WE DIE. Yet we had no problem belting this song throughout kindergarten.

2. “Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed

While some Millennials might not know the original version of this song, theyve probably heard the bassline more than a few times — thanks to Tribe sampling the song in Can I Kick It.

At first listen, the song sounds innocent, but if you actually take the time to listen to the lyrics — youll soon understand its anything but. With lines about “giving head,” andmany other questionable lyrics, it shouldn’t take too long.

3. “Island Girl” by Sir Elton John

“Island Girl” is a very tropical sounding song — much like something youd blast at the beach while out on a family vacation or something of that nature.

In reality, however, the song is about a Jamaican prostitute in New York City. “Island girl, what you wantin’ with the white man’s world?” With lyrical contentsuch asthis, youmight want to rethink playing this tunewith your grandmother and grandfather from Boca within earshot.

4. “Closing Time” by Semisonic

Most peoplethink this song is about leaving some place that will be closing shortly, most often a bar. In actuality, the song was written about the lead singer of Semisonic’s child being born.

So, with regard to the song’s title, “Closing Time” actually refers tobeing forced out of the womb.Now pour up another beer before lastcall!

5. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” by The Beatles

Theres a lot of controversy stemming from whether or not the origin of this song comes from a painting done by Lennons son, Julian, or the titles acronym: LSD. Lennon adamantly denied that the song was connected to the drug, but, I dont know, make your own call on the matter.

“Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain, where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high.”

Is thisa vividdepiction of an acid trip? You decide.

6. “Born In TheUSA” by Bruce Springsteen

Every fourthof July, upon sparking up the BBQ, I get my Independence Day playlist fired up, consisting of a large number of Bruce Springsteen hits, specifically, the most patriotic of them all, “Born in the USA.”

Right? Wrong. The songs lyrics actually critique most of Americas shortcomings as a functioning nation.“Got in a little hometown jam, so they put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man.” Not all that endearing about our wonderful country.

7. “Under The Bridge” by Red Hot Chili Peppers

I sangthis song in the shower of my parents’ home for the majority of my younger years. With a title like Under The Bridge and a chorus crying, Take me to da place I luuuuuuhve, I thought the song was about going to your favorite little spot in the nearest national park.

Little did I know, the song is about the literal bridge where lead singer Anthony Kiedis would meet “with f*cking gangsters shooting speedballs under a bridge,” as he described it. The song is actually about his growing dependence on hard drugs. Errr, I guess I sort of missed the mark on that one.

8. “Afternoon Delight” by Starland Vocal Band

As a youngster, I thought the song Afternoon Delight was about doing something pleasant around noontime — maybe a stroll throughthe park or a picnic, perchance — with someone you like.

As it turns out, the song is really about a little matinee sex. “Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Rubbin’ sticks and stones together make the sparks ignite, and the thought of loving you is getting so exciting.”

I guess itreally doesn’tsound too picnic-y, in retrospect.

9. “Cant Feel My Face” by The Weeknd

Granted, its a Weeknd song, so theres always a decent chance that its about drugs, “Cant Feel My Face” is one of the best-disguised drug records circulating throughthe pop airwaves today.

While it might sound like the result of infatuation or newly found love, Weeknds face is numb because of cocaine — which the song is really written for, at least toour knowledge.

10. “Back Door Man” by The Doors (and Willie Dixon, originally)

Although itprobably could also have a second sexual meaning, the true definition of a “Back Door Man” is someone who sleepswith the wives of other men, sneaking through the back doors, so to speak, without the husbands finding out.

11. “Captain Jack” by Billy Joel

“Captain Jack” was supposedly penned by Billy Joel fromhis Long Island apartment, after seeing the local youth buying heroin from a dealer named “Captain Jack.”

Although the hook says “Captain Jack will get ya high tonight,” the song actually expresses a strong anti-drug sentiment.

Source: http://allofbeer.com/2017/05/27/11-popular-songs-you-didnt-know-were-about-super-fcked-up-things/

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[allofbeercom]

11 Popular Songs You Didn’t Know Were About Super F*cked-Up Things

The other day, Every Breath You Take by ThePolice came on the radio.

My friend sighed, seemingly enamored by the lyrics, and said she wanted that to be her wedding song.

Uh, really? There’s somethingabout the hook that’s always seemed mad f*cking creepy to me. Every breath you take, Ill be watching you? Thats not a very reassuring thought, especially not one Id want to hear at my wedding.

When I got home and did a little bit of research, it turned out I was right — Sting even admitted it. The song is about a stalker. An obsessive, potentially dangerous stalker. Yet this wentunnoticed by my friend and probably countless others.

I mean, think about how many people actually had a song about an obsessive ex-lover gracethe soundtrack to their weddings. Whoops.

Here are 11 other songs you probably didnt know the true f*cked-up meaning of, either.

1. “Ring Around The Rosy” by who the f*ck knows

To be completely fair, I dont think anyone knows what the hell the song Ring Around the Rosie is about. What is a pocketful of posies?

However, upon some closer inspection, the song is actually about the Great Plague of London wiping out an entire f*cking civilization of people, hence the we all fall down.

Yeah, that means WE DIE. Yet we had no problem belting this song throughout kindergarten.

2. “Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed

While some Millennials might not know the original version of this song, theyve probably heard the bassline more than a few times — thanks to Tribe sampling the song in Can I Kick It.

At first listen, the song sounds innocent, but if you actually take the time to listen to the lyrics — youll soon understand its anything but. With lines about “giving head,” andmany other questionable lyrics, it shouldn’t take too long.

3. “Island Girl” by Sir Elton John

“Island Girl” is a very tropical sounding song — much like something youd blast at the beach while out on a family vacation or something of that nature.

In reality, however, the song is about a Jamaican prostitute in New York City. “Island girl, what you wantin’ with the white man’s world?” With lyrical contentsuch asthis, youmight want to rethink playing this tunewith your grandmother and grandfather from Boca within earshot.

4. “Closing Time” by Semisonic

Most peoplethink this song is about leaving some place that will be closing shortly, most often a bar. In actuality, the song was written about the lead singer of Semisonic’s child being born.

So, with regard to the song’s title, “Closing Time” actually refers tobeing forced out of the womb.Now pour up another beer before lastcall!

5. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” by The Beatles

Theres a lot of controversy stemming from whether or not the origin of this song comes from a painting done by Lennons son, Julian, or the titles acronym: LSD. Lennon adamantly denied that the song was connected to the drug, but, I dont know, make your own call on the matter.

“Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain, where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high.”

Is thisa vividdepiction of an acid trip? You decide.

6. “Born In TheUSA” by Bruce Springsteen

Every fourthof July, upon sparking up the BBQ, I get my Independence Day playlist fired up, consisting of a large number of Bruce Springsteen hits, specifically, the most patriotic of them all, “Born in the USA.”

Right? Wrong. The songs lyrics actually critique most of Americas shortcomings as a functioning nation.“Got in a little hometown jam, so they put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man.” Not all that endearing about our wonderful country.

7. “Under The Bridge” by Red Hot Chili Peppers

I sangthis song in the shower of my parents’ home for the majority of my younger years. With a title like Under The Bridge and a chorus crying, Take me to da place I luuuuuuhve, I thought the song was about going to your favorite little spot in the nearest national park.

Little did I know, the song is about the literal bridge where lead singer Anthony Kiedis would meet “with f*cking gangsters shooting speedballs under a bridge,” as he described it. The song is actually about his growing dependence on hard drugs. Errr, I guess I sort of missed the mark on that one.

8. “Afternoon Delight” by Starland Vocal Band

As a youngster, I thought the song Afternoon Delight was about doing something pleasant around noontime — maybe a stroll throughthe park or a picnic, perchance — with someone you like.

As it turns out, the song is really about a little matinee sex. “Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Rubbin’ sticks and stones together make the sparks ignite, and the thought of loving you is getting so exciting.”

I guess itreally doesn’tsound too picnic-y, in retrospect.

9. “Cant Feel My Face” by The Weeknd

Granted, its a Weeknd song, so theres always a decent chance that its about drugs, “Cant Feel My Face” is one of the best-disguised drug records circulating throughthe pop airwaves today.

While it might sound like the result of infatuation or newly found love, Weeknds face is numb because of cocaine — which the song is really written for, at least toour knowledge.

10. “Back Door Man” by The Doors (and Willie Dixon, originally)

Although itprobably could also have a second sexual meaning, the true definition of a “Back Door Man” is someone who sleepswith the wives of other men, sneaking through the back doors, so to speak, without the husbands finding out.

11. “Captain Jack” by Billy Joel

“Captain Jack” was supposedly penned by Billy Joel fromhis Long Island apartment, after seeing the local youth buying heroin from a dealer named “Captain Jack.”

Although the hook says “Captain Jack will get ya high tonight,” the song actually expresses a strong anti-drug sentiment.

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/2017/05/27/11-popular-songs-you-didnt-know-were-about-super-fcked-up-things/

[wndamaximov]

Of Love and Secrets

Part 3: Meeting Her Family

Series Masterlist

Summary: While y/n was initially stuck in the book store because of the rain, she stayed longer for the handsome stranger that kept her company. But this handsome stranger has a secret- one he’d rather not let see the light of day.

Warnings: Minor Language, Fluff, Abusive Boyfriend, PTSD

Words: 1, 316

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

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Y/n laydown, nestled in the crook if Steve’s arm, running her fingers round and round in circles on his chest. They’d been dating for a couple of months now, and the Starks were dying to meet him.

“I think that it’s time for you to meet Tony and Pepper,” she voiced out loud. Y/n could feel Steve’s breath stop for a moment. It was a while before he finally let it go and relaxed.

“Don’t you think it’s… too early?” His voice came out uncertain, so different from the way he usually spoke.

Y/n pushed herself off of him and whirled around to look at his face. She smiled before telling him, “They can’t wait to meet you. In fact, every time I see them, they ask when they’ll finally get to see the living legend in person.”

Steve laughed. “A living legend? Is that what I am now?” As suddenly as the happiness had come, the gloominess returned. “What if they don’t like me?”

She leaned down to kiss him softly, leaving him- and her- wanting more. “They won’t like you; they’ll love you.” Y/n got out of the bed reluctantly to get ready for work. “I’ll see you when I get back?”

“Yeah,” Steve ran a hand through his hair then continued, “And tell Tony and Pepper we’ll meet them for dinner tomorrow, kinda like a double date.”

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Steve’s POV

After y/n left, Steve leaned over to grab his phone from the bedside table. He went to his contacts and scrolled down to Bucky’s. His finger hovered over the call button, as he debated whether or not to call him. On one hand, he wasn’t even sure he’d answer. He’d been ignoring Steve, ever since his first date with y/n. It broke his heart, but he knew Bucky needed his space. On the other hand, he missed his best friend.

Before he could rethink his decision, he pressed the button. Bucky picked up on the first ring.

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Y/n’s POV

Y/n walked into Pepper’s office, carrying papers for her to sign. Tony was there too, trying to stop the swinging sticks from… swinging.

“Everything’s set for the press conference, I just need both of your signatures here and here.” She set the papers on the desk while pointing to the places they both needed to sign.

The swinging sticks clattered to the floor, still going, and Tony threw his hands up in defeat. “I swear to God, I’m going to throw this thing in the trash.”

Pepper gave him her signature glare and said, “No you’re not.” Y/n had been the receiving end of one of those multiple times(albeit, less than Tony) and she could say from experience that it wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

“Yes ma’am. However, would you consider donation?” The look persisted.

“Anyways…” y/n interrupted, “you both are invited to dinner. With Steve and me.”

“Oh my God, finally! Pep, you owe me one, crisp Jackson.”

“You bet on me?”

“Oh honey, we do it all the time. Speaking of time, when and where is our double date going to be?”

As she gave them the details, a bouquet of flowers perched on the edge of Pepper’s desk caught her eye. Blood red roses- beautiful, yet full of thorns.

“You get those for Pepper?” she asked Tony. It was Pepper who answered.

“No, they’re from a corporation that wants to do business. Hydra Technologies, I think.”

She nodded, the heat of tears stinging behind her eyes. “I have to go.” She barely made it out of the room and into the bathroom before the flashback started.

Ring-a-round the rosie,

A pocket full of posies,

Ashes, Ashes,

We all fall down.

His face swam before her eyes, his hands and feet following, not seconds after. She saw bouquet of roses he always sent as an apology, before the cycle of rage started again. And like ashes, she always fell down.

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Steve’s POV

Bucky stared down at his coffee, slowly stirring the sugar in. Steve had just told him about the double date, and he had yet to respond.

He took a sip, then set the cup down, looking Steve straight in the eye. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem mad.

“Okay.” Bucky leaned back in his chair.

“That’s it?”

“No, that’s not it. If you want to be a suicidal maniac for a girl, I fully support your decision.”

“I’m not suicidal. They’ll never find out.”

“You really like her?”

“I do. I think I may love her too.”

“I’m sorry. For being the world’s biggest jerk. I still get to be your best man, right?”

Steve choked on the water he had just taken a sip of. “Who said anything about a wedding?”

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Y/n’s POV

After gathering herself together on the floor of the bathroom stall, y/n had went back to work, as if everything was normal.

When she got back home, all memories of… him, and been shoved back down into a lockbox.

As she got ready for dinner, she wondered where Steve was, seeing as he was usually waiting for her at home. That’s what Steve’s house had become for her. Home. She smiled to herself.

When the door opened, she was all ready for dinner, save for her shoes.

“Where were you?”

Steve grinned. “I got a job.”

Y/n ran over to Steve and gave him a congratulatory hug. “Oh my God, where? I need all the details!”

“At the bookstore. Bucky needed some extra help, and I volunteered.”

Y/n hugged him again. “Now go get ready, we can’t be late.”

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Steve’s POV

In the taxi to the restaurant, Steve’s knee wouldn’t stop bouncing. Up, down, up, down, up. Eventually, y/n put her hand on it, stopping the motion.

He couldn’t even relax with the girl he loved because of a stupid, drunken mistake he’d made years ago. Damn young Steve for messing things up for him.

On another note, he really wanted both the Starks to love him. They were important to y/n, and he wanted them to be important to him too.

Deep down in his subconscious, he wanted them to like him to make up for what he did, but that only made him feel even more guilty.

Too late to go back now; they were already at the restaurant.

“You ready?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

They saw Tony and Pepper and y/n ran up to them introduce everyone to each other. Then, Steve found himself in a seat, right across from Tony Stark. Honestly, the way he got there was a blur.

“So, how’d you three meet?” he asked, making small talk.

“Well, I started out as an intern in the public relations department at Stark Industries. When I was taking coffee to the big shots upstairs, a very hungover Tony Stark told me to come sit with him on the floor.”

“I still don’t understand why you did it,” Pepper interjected.

“Because he was CEO at the time! Anyways, we got to talking, and it turned out that we had a lot in common.”

“Yup! We only talked about morbid stuff though, like how both our parents died in car crashes and-”

Their voices faded away, and Steve wanted to be anywhere but here. Laughter interrupted his thoughts, and he zoned back into the conversation, determined to make a good impression.

But the memory of his past still lingered in the back of his head, from appetizers until after dessert.

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Y/n’s POV

After dinner, Tony pulled her aside and whispered in her ear, “I like him- he’s a keeper.”

“Yeah, he is,” she agreed, before going up to Steve and taking his arm.

Once Tony and Pepper were out of earshot, she said, “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”

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