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meazalykov · 5 months ago

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one shot with one heart

lena oberdorf x uswnt!reader

summary: what if germany and the united states made it to the semi-finals of the 2023 world cup? how would the two lovers handle it?

disclaimer/warnings: guilt, longer fic, i took real life events from the uswnt vs sweden match, and mallory never got injured before the world cup in this fic.

to you, the stadium could’ve stretched for miles filled with red, white, and blue colors– also white, red, orange, and black colors.

one of the semi-finals of the 2023 women's world cup came down to germany and the united states. the other game involves australia and spain.

you didn’t care so much about the oceania country and spanish country going head-to-head. at least for now. the world cup has taken over your mind for the last few months.

back in your home in munich, you pushed yourself during your games in the bundesliga. you’ve been with bayern munich since 2021, after a transfer from manchester city. at first, it took some months for you to settle in a new place. you’ve been away from your hometown of washington dc for many years, so readjusting wasn’t new to you.

then, you’ve made friends with your entire team. your closest friends being lea, sydney, and giulia– until georgia and sam tagged along in the later seasons.

lea schuller, your bestest friend, threw a small gathering at her apartment on a winter night in 2022. at first, you didn’t want to go. you had many chores that needed to be finished in your apartment– laundry, dishes, vacuuming– you name it. however, you suffered from a tiny case of FOMO. you decided to go at the last minute.

as you were walking into lea’s apartment, you saw two girls that you knew from wolfsburg. being the only non-german in the room you were surprised. lea introduced you to jule and lena– since you’ve never talked to them before. except for clashes during the rivalry games.

lena and you hit it off right away. everyone noticed how neither of you could leave the other alone. a month after talking- which happened to be a week after your birthday– lena came to visit you from wolfsburg and asked you to be her girlfriend. you said yes– and you guys have been happy since.

the long-distance between wolfsburg and munich hasn’t been as hard as you guys have suspected. you both hoped that you will be closer together someday.

now the game between germany and the united states ended in a 3-3. lea scoring a brace and alex popp with a goal for germany— sophia smith, lynn williams, and you scoring one goal for the united states.

the semi-finals needed a winner. so after no goals for both sides in extra time, the game came down to penalty kicks.

andi sullivan, number 17, takes the first shot in the penalty match. you look ahead, not wanting to blink in case you missed something big.

she scores! you let your arms wrapped behind mallory and sophia go as you clapped in support. you didn’t want to celebrate too much, since this penalty match can go either way.

you turn your head to see your bayern teammate, giulia, stand at the penalty spot. you swallow in nervousness as you hated to wish that she missed.

giulia scores! you hear all of the german girls, just 20 feet to your left– support your club teammate as she runs back to her line with a light smile.

you look down at the grass before seeing your national team captain, lindsey, go up to kick.

in your heart, you knew that lindsey wouldn’t miss. after her swift kick, you clapped in support knowing that you were right.

alexandra popp took a shot and didn’t miss, which caused your breathing to slow a tiny bit. you were nervous. even though you won the world cup at the age of 18 in 2019– you are ambitious and want your second by 22.

as kristie stepped up, you had a faint smile. the mewis sisters were the older sisters you wished you had as the older sibling of your own family. a small amount of hope shined through your fears as you saw the back of kristies head look forward at berger.

kristie scores! you pump your fists into the air as she runs back to the run with you. this time, she high-fives your hands before falling back into line. now, she is beside you on your right– with mallory to your left side.

you were distracted at the thought of kristies penalty kick– so your eyes widened when you saw your bestfriend at bayern– sydney– go and take the penalty shot next. again, you felt guilty about wanting her to miss the goal.

and then she did. sydney’s foot launched the ball far into the crowd which made you relieved. the germans in the crowd sigh as the americans cheered. in your heart, you wanted to comfort her– in your mind, you were relieved that she missed.

mallory’s right arm slowly leaves your waist as she heads towards the penalty spot. she was next.

“you got this swanson!” you yelled, hoping that she heard you over the loud crowd. she is one of your best friends on the national team and you knew a goal would lift her nervous spirit.

she didn’t get it, she missed. your heart dropped to your stomach as mallory walked back into line beside you. the ball she kicked was successfully blocked by berger on the right corner.

klara, one of your bayern teammates you love, goes to take a penalty kick. she missed which caused the german crowd to sigh in disappointment.

all of your fans, friends, and family knew that you weren't enjoying this. in fact, you would’ve preferred a 90 minute game with a clear winner over this climactic scene.

lena’s parents saw you briefly before the semi-final game and wished you luck. they’ve looked and loved you like one of their own. obi’s mother saw the nervous look in your eyes and reminded you that they would still love you even if you beat germany.

you have the same nervous eyes looking ahead at sophia smith going to take the penalty. your stomach turns and your eyes widen at the realization of her kick.

if sophia scores, the uswnt goes to the world cup finals. the entire country is looking at sophia on their tv screens. you can’t imagine how that would feel on the girl who's months older than you.

when the ball goes above the goalpost, you frown as sophia covers her face with her hands. at first, you thought she started crying. you weren’t too far off. sophia tried to cover her sad looks with a poker face that wasn’t working.

after she got back in line– on the opposite side of mallory from you– you reached your arm from behind and patted on sophia’s back. you wished you could’ve done more in that moment.

your heart beats hard as you look ahead at your lover jog to take the kick for germany. you find yourself glued to your spot, a knot of nervousness tightening in your stomach.

you want to cheer for your girlfriend, to hope she scores, but the conflict within you is undeniable. a small part of your mind, the part driven by the fierce desire and competitiveness to see your team advance, wishes for her to miss.

the guilt that accompanies that thought is overwhelming, making it hard to breathe. some of your teammates tilt their heads through the line to try and look at you– seeing a nervous and guilty look plastered on your face.

kristie and mallory, standing beside you on both sides, notice your inner turmoil through your clenched jaw.

kristie glances at you, her eyes filled with understanding. she knew the feeling after facing australia in the olympics against sam. however, she couldn’t imagine a scenario where penalty kicks were involved.

she already had her arm wrapped around your back, so she takes her hand and squeezes your shoulder gently, a silent gesture of support that steadies you momentarily. you’re reminded that your teammates do acknowledge you and the significance of lena being on the opposite team from you.

lena is your rival on the club level, but that is nothing compared to a world cup semi-final.

on the other side of your body, mallory does the same thing kristie did, her hand resting reassuringly on your lower back.

you stare at lena’s body the entire time, refusing to blink. lena takes a deep breath, and you do the same, feeling the tension grow tighter within you.

obi steps forward, striking the ball cleanly. for a fleeting moment, you hope, and you fear— you feel everything all at once.

when the ball passes alyssa’s fingers, going into the back of the net– lena jumps and yells in celebration as she jogs back to her teammates. you look at her the entire time with a straight face, but your eyes showed your small happiness for her.

you love her so much. seeing her happy makes you happy, even with these circumstances.

alyssa removes herself from the goal-post line and goes to the penalty spot. the older woman told you about her love for taking penalties before. the woman in green gave you a sense of confidence.

“come on alyssa!” you yell as your teammates yell in encouragement for her.

as her shot sprints past ann’s fingers, going into the net, you pump your fists into the air knowing that you trusted your goalkeeper to score.

now the penalties are 4-3. this terrified you.

on the lineup, you were the penalty kicker that went after alyssa. as an attacking midfielder, you were good at penalty kicks. if the next kicker, which looks to be svenja huth walking to the penalty spot, misses— the fate of the uswnt going to the world cup final depends on you.

you silently curse at the scriptwriters who could make this shit up. y/n, the american girl who plays in a german club and has a bunch of friends on the german national team along with the love of her life, might have to crush their dreams of being in a world cup final.

svenja’s shot was blocked by alyssa. the ball slammed right into alyssa’s gloved fingers. your heart sunk to your stomach and suddenly, your legs felt like lead that could snap in one wrong move.

the weight of the semi-final settles on your shoulders. it's your turn, and the realization hits you— if you score, the uswnt will advance to the world cup finals, possibly leading to their fifth win ever.

your entire team on the pitch yells words of encouragement at you.

“you got this, y/l/n!!!” you hear julie ertz’s voice.

“we love you!” naomi gave you reassurance.

all of your german teammates felt fear in their bodies as they saw you walk up to position the ball on the penalty spot. out of anyone that could take the deciding shot, they were shocked that it was you. you can handle pressure, but not as much as others can.

lena swallowed on nothing as she stared at you, the same way you stared at her taking the shot. instead, she knows that you will win the game if you make the goal.

she knows what's at stake, both for her team and for yours. the wolfsburg midfielder is questioning how you’re handling the pressure. the tension in the stadium is suffocating, and she can feel every heartbeat echoing in her chest.

her teammates notice her tension, offering silent pats on the back the same way the uswnt did for you with her kick, but lena barely registers them.

she bites her lip, her hands clenched tightly together, her gaze fixed solely on you as if you were the only one in the stadium.

the stadium is a cauldron of noise. the german supporters are trying to distract y/n while the american supports hold their breaths due to the intensity of the situation.

you managed to block it all out, focusing on ann-katrin berger, germany's goalkeeper. her eyes lock onto yours as she gives you an intimidating look, a silent challenge passing between you.

"this could be it, folks. it all comes down to y/n l/n. one goal to send the united states to the world cup finals for the fifth time." a male commentator speaks to the tv audience, where millions of people have their eyes watching your every move.

"y/n has been phenomenal this tournament. her goal from outside the box earlier could be nominated for goal of the tournament, but can she handle this pressure? this is the moment where the legends are made." the female commentator speaks up alongside the man.

“she was just 18 years old when she assisted rose lavelle’s goal in the last world cup final against the netherlands, she has the quality that can send the united states to another win.” the male commentator defends you.

"that's true– but we know that ann-katrin berger has been solid for germany. will she rise to the occasion or will y/n find a way through?" the woman responds.

the world seems to slow down as you take your steps back, your mind focused solely on the goal ahead. the stadium seems to stop as you begin your run-up, each step is measured, and your heart pounds in your chest.

“y/l/nnn!” the commentator drags your last name as your foot strikes the ball cleanly, watching as it sails toward the goal.

ann dives, her fingers brushing the ball as it was stopped over the goal-line. from your eyes, it looks like the ball went over the line. however, you know you’re biased.

your heart stops for a quick second—did she save it? the ball did hit the ground just behind the line, and the stadium erupts in a series of shock.

your shaky hands cover your dropped jaw as you stare at the ball that lays behind the net.

ann and you run to the assistant ref who stands closeby, ready to protest your sides.

"was it in? did it cross the line?" you begged through for shaky hands. your lungs force itself to take deep breaths as you felt tortured,

"the referee is checking var now, wait!"

you stand frozen as your eyes couldn’t even blink, your heart in your throat.

the referee waits for confirmation as her fingers hold onto her ear-piece, the seconds stretching into what feels like an eternity.

the first thing you do is turn to look at your coach, who nods his head in support. he knew you made it, but the refs made the final call.

suddenly, you look back to see the ref staring at you. at the same second she blows the whistle and points to the center circle—- FINAL GOAL!

all of the nervousness in your body was replaced with an overwhelming rush of relief. your teammates on the pitch and benches sprint towards you in excitement after hearing the whistle.

some of them tackle you to the ground and they all start a pile in excitement. their cheers echoing in your ears as they embrace you. all you could do was giggle and tear up in excitement, the nerves overwhelming your tired body.

on the other side of the pitch, the germans stand in shock–. their faces are a mix of shock and sorrow, the dream of reaching the world cup final snatched away in that single moment by their bestfriend and girlfriend for lena.

your closest national teammates, trinity, tierna, and mallory, are the first to reach you after, their faces alight with joy. this is ten minutes after the VAR call, so you calmed down from the excitement that took over your body.

they embrace you tightly in a group hug, shouting praises, songs and congratulations.

as they pull back from your warm body, they notice the fake smile on your face. through your eyes they can see the guilt and sadness etched on your face. also, they reflected the inner turmoil you’re struggling to hide throughout this happy moment.

"y/n, we're going to the fuckinggggg final thanks to you!" trinity exclaims, hoping that she misunderstood the look on your face. her smile fades slightly as she sees your smile come and go in the same moment.

tierna places a comforting arm around your shoulder. "are you okay? you don't look happy for someone who just sent us to the world cup finals."

mallory, always perceptive, follows your gaze to the german benches, where lena sits in denial– beside laura freigang who has tears in her eyes.

“you're sad about lena?"

you nod, your heart felt heavy. your national teammates knew how in love you were with lena. they’ve heard about her throughout your international breaks. there is never a day where you aren’t on facetime with lena when you’re back in the states for camp. they’ve met lena once and love how much you both care for each other.

"i– i just know how much this meant to her— i feel like i just snatched something important from her." you say as your eyes wander around the german benches. you see many of your bayern teammates sad, you hope they didn’t hate you.

“i’m scared too– you guys might be my teammates here but most of the girls over there are my club teammates in germany. I don't know what to do.” you confess.

the washington spirit forward pulls you into a side hug. "awhh sweetie it's okay to feel that way. your feelings are valid but thi is just the nature of the game. they all know that– lena understands that, even if it's hard for them right now."

you bite your nails out of bad habit as you stare at tierna’s cleats unintentionally, “i might give obi space for a few days– i don’t want to poke into the wound.” you mumble.

"no no no! you need to go to her. lena needs you right now more than ever even if you think that she doesn’t. she loves you."

mallory nods her head in agreement after taking a sip from her water bottle.

"obviously it's going to be tough for her to move on from this loss, but she knows you're not her enemy. she knows that you might feel guilty as much as she feels hurt. she needs her love right now, not her american opponent."

after a few more minutes of girl talk, your heart pounds as your feet carries you to the german benches, fear taking over your insides.

what if she resents you for this? what if the loss drives a wedge between you?

you gripped onto your black windbreaker jacket as you step closer to the benches. before you could reach lena, you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“good goal, y/n.” alexandra says. you pull her into a hug as you breathe deeply. she wasn’t your teammate at bayern, but she knows you due to lena. she is the captain so she knows how much importance you have in lena’s life– just as much as lena has in yours.

“thank you– i’m so sorry.” you mumble as you pull away from your body.

“don’t apologize. you deserve the win.” alex gives you a faint smile and pats your back.

“yeah but–” you cut yourself off as you turn your head to look at lena, who had her head in her hands.

“obi needs you– go talk to her.” alex says before stepping away from you.

you play with the zipper on your windbreaker as you approach your girlfriend. she sits on the bench and can’t see you with her hands on her eyes, so you kneel down to be eye-level with her.

“obi baby..." you place your hands on her shoulders, rubbing them back and forth as you pull her attention.

in a quick motion, she reaches out and pulls you into a tight embrace, her body shaking with disappointment. she wasn’t crying with tears, but you know she would’ve if she wasn’t in public. lena didn’t want another euros 2022 aftermath to happen to her.

"lena, you don’t understand how much i hated doing that to you, i’m sorry" you whisper, your own tears starting to fall.

"i know. I know. it just... it hurts so much right now." lena clings to you, her grip firm yet trembling. she hasn’t felt this way since the EURO 2022 finals. you give mini kisses on the side of her head, hoping to comfort her in some way after taking away her chance to go into the world cup finals.

“i'm here for you baby, always. i’ll stay with your for a few weeks once we are back in germany before the pre-season– i am so sorry." you mumbled the last part a few times.

as the minutes pass, neither of you broke away from the hug. the noise of the stadium fades into the background.

all of the german and american players give you both space, understanding the delicate situation between you both.

trinity, tierna, mallory, savannah, sophia watch from a distance, their support unwavering. they didn’t know lena much, but everyone knows that lena would never hate you over this.

“you played so good y/n. i am so happy for you, please don’t believe otherwise. it's just... hard to accept the loss right now."

you nod, understanding her pain. you place your hands on the side of her face as you gave her a hopeful smile.

“i love you obi baby, i’m sorry.”

“stop apologizing— and i love you more liebe.”

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sunshine-theseus · 11 months ago

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World Cup Loses and Transfers | Frido Rolfö x Reader

Words: 3.2k Summary: you get knocked out of the wc but you meet the woman of your dreams (I’m giving Kristie the playing time she deserved at the wc), please pretend frido never got injured Warnings: slightly suggestive. i think that's it. barely proof read. Requested by - @realsociadadferminofan

Being called up to the national team for the first time when you’re 27, right before the world cup, was unexpected and terrifying. I only knew Kristie, Lynn and Kelly from playing with them at Gotham, closest to the Mewis due to both growing up in Boston and playing with her sister Sam for a few years in North Carolina. It was a national team that was relatively skilled and fluid with one another, and I felt like an unnecessary part in a smoothly working machine.

“This has to be a, a joke, right? It’s four.” Kristie runs her hand down her face as she holds her phone in a deadly grip. I stare out the window, looking across the city, trying to ignore the way my gut drops when her phone rings before mine.

“Is Y/n there too? It might be easier to do you both at once.” I hear the accent from across the room and solemnly stand, dragging my feet across the floor, and sit on the couch beside Kristie, waving at our coach.

“I wanted to talk to you, and just let you both know, that you’re both selected to go to the world cup.” I choke on the words of thanks I was about to spew out and don’t even try to hold the tears back.

I turn toward Kristie, who has a similar expression, and I pull her into me.

“We did it.” I whisper in her ear and she rubs a hand up and down my back before we pull away.

“Thank you so much, I’m so excited.” Kristie gives her thanks and I repeat a similar message.

“You deserve this, you both bring something to the team on and off the field and it’s exactly what we need for the world cup.” We thank Vlatko once more and bid him goodbye, and I break down.

Kristie pulls me back into her and I cry, I can feel her tears drop on the top of my head but neither of us say anything for a moment. We hold each other and feel the relief and excitement of it all.

“You deserve this more than anyone Kristie. We’re going to go to the world cup and show people we are worth it.” I wipe away her tears and we both agree to separate and call our respective people.

~~~~~

The beginning of the tournament is nerve racking, but we beat Vietnam 3-0.

Then we play the Netherlands, and Vlatko doesn’t sub on a single person, and I begin to get nervous for our time at this tournament. We tie 1-1 and no one is happy. We have to at least tie with Portugal to get through to the knock-out rounds.

Lynn starts, I get subbed on at half time for Andi Sullivan, and Kristie gets subbed on in the 54th minute for Lindsey Horan. We’re still 0-0 in the last 3 minutes of the game, but Rose makes a pass to Kristie, who manages to slip the ball to me, and I make a powerful shot from just outside the penalty box. The goalkeeper’s hand grazes the ball as it spins, but it still hits the back of the net.

I scream as I make a run for Kristie, jumping into her arms as Rose and Lynn and whoever else hugs us.

The whistle blows to continue, but barely a minute later it blows again, indicating the end of the game.

I fall to my knees and weep, players patting my back as they pass. Emily is the one who lifts me off the ground and hugs me.

“You fucking did it.” I cling to her for a long time.

I’m surrounded as we celebrate, and I finally feel like I belong. Being hugged and congratulated by veterans of the team, singing kid’s jerseys and signs. People care about me.

~~~~~

Neither Kristie nor I start for the game against Sweden, which hurts considering how well we played the other day, but we keep our hopes up.

In similar fashion to the game against Portugal, I’m subbed on at half time, Kristie joining me.

“Go out and make a fucking difference! We’ve got this girls!” Lindsey yells as we run back out onto the field, ready to win this thing.

We take our positions, Alex kicking off. I follow the ball with my eyes as I make my way to mark my player, almost running into her as she heads toward me. Fridolina Rolfö is one of the best players in the world, with a versatility that isn’t seen all too often, and she’s standing right beside me. I also try to desperately ignore my raging crush on the tall Swedish player as the ball falls to my feet and I try to manoeuvre around her.

I kick the ball through her legs and take on down the field again, making a pass to Kristie. She passes to Alex who takes a shot, but Mušović catches it and falls to the ground with ease.

After the full 90’, neither team yet to concede a goal, we prepare for an extra 30 minutes, possibly even penalties. Vlatko gives us the order before the extra time begins, and I begin to get nervous again.

We fight as hard as we can for a goal, while simultaneously trying to keep Sweden away. By the time the final whistle blows to indicate the extra time is over, we’re still at a stagnant nil-nil. Penalties will be the decider. We line up, Andi stepping forward to take the first kick for us. It drifts into the goal with ease, and I hug Kristie to my side in short celebration.

Frido steps up next, taking her spot in front of Alyssa. I try not to think about how arguably good she looks as she takes a deep breath. She lets it go and runs, slotting the ball into the right corner.

1-1.

Kristie takes our 3rd. In a calm fashion I’ve witnessed from her many times before, she places the ball on the spot, closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, and kicks. It flies into the top left corner, and I don’t waste a second in running out of the line and picking her up, spinning her around.

3-2.

Both teams struggle to convert another goal for a few shots, but we eventually end up 4-4. Then it comes to me. It’s up to me to get us through.

I line up with the ball, glancing to the left side of the net in hopes of confusing the keeper. I take three steps back, run, and kick the ball. It flies forward toward the right side of the goal and the goalie jumpers to the left. The ball looks like it’s about to go in, when it makes contact with the post, diverting it away from the net. I try not to fall to the ground, instead silently crying as Kristie holds me at her side, watching Lina Hurtig line up.

The world moves in slow motion as she kicks the ball. Alyssa gets her hands on the ball, but it flies back in the air and toward the net. She makes a dive to stop it before it crosses the line, sweeping it away. Both teams begin to celebrate in a moment of confusion, us hoping for a second chance to get through, Sweden believing they’ve knocked us out.

We wait in anticipation as the ref checks with the VAR, and I fall into Kristie’s arms, pulling us both to the floor as she announces the ball crossed the line.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I whisper apologies in her ear as we both cry, watching Lina run to her team.

“It’s my fault.” I can’t lift my head to look anyone in the eyes. I failed this team.

“It’s not your fault, it was bad luck. You did everything you could.” She comforts through her own tears.

“You should go talk to Lynn and the others.” I say, pulling away. Kristie nods curtly, hugging me once more before standing up and leaving me to wallow by myself.

“Ursäkta mig?” (excuse me). I turn toward the person looming over me and come face to face with Fridolina Rolfö.

“You played very well today. I’m sorry for your loss. It’s not your fault.” She offers me a hand which I take nervously.

“T- thank you. But I should’ve been able to make that penalty. You played well too.” I stare at the ground, far too nervous about who I’m talking to, and disappointed in my performance.

“Would you like to swap jerseys?” my head whips up to look at the tall blonde.

“W- with me? Frido Rolfö wants to swap jerseys with me?” I stutter as she smiles down at me.

“If you don’t mind.” I waste not a second more in pulling my jersey off and handing it to her, Frido copying me. We pull them over our heads and some photographer takes a picture. I smile despite my puffy eyes and the tears that have yet to dry.

“You really should be proud of your performance today. Despite missing the penalty, you played the best you could. Maybe we’ll see you at Barca one day.” She pats me on the back and heads back to her team. I do the same.

~~~~~

A few weeks later I get a rather shocking email. The world cup ended about a week ago, Spain taking the trophy over England, and the NWSL was about to start back up. This email put a stop to my plans.

“Dear Y/n L/n,

Barcelona Femeni has deeply reviewed your performance at the world cup and at Gotham FC, and we wish to extend an invitation for you to transfer to Barcelona before the start of our 2023/24 season.

Please get back to us as soon as possible. We may be open for discussion on your salary.”

I try not to scream in excitement, hyperaware of the newly engaged couple sleeping in the room next to me, and decide to take a day to think about it and discuss the idea with Kristie and my family. I get up and begin to make breakfast for the three of us, a simple poached eggs on avocado toast, to keep me distracted.

Eventually Kristie and Sam emerge, and I present them with the idea.

“You have to take it.” Sam tells me deadpan.

“Well hold on a second. Maybe you should take a few days to think about it.” Kristie counters, and I begin to get nervous.

“Offers like these don’t just hang in the air Kristie. It’s the best move for her career.”

“What about her family? And the NWSL? We’re so close to the final.”

“What about what’s best f-”

“I’m doing it.” I interrupt what’s inevitably going to become a fight if I let it drag on.

“I’m moving to Barcelona. Sam’s right, these opportunities don’t just wait for me to be ready, and they rarely come more than once. My family will understand and so will the club. I hope. I have to do this Kristie.” The girl simply nods in understanding, and I smile at Sam before heading back to my room to reply.

~~~~~

A week and a half later I’m stepping out of a taxi and standing in awe in front of the Joan Gamper training grounds. I came in yesterday to put myself in their system and take the signing announcement photos but being here for training made it seem much more real.

I stand watching the likes of Aitana Bonmati and Keira Walsh walk past me and into the building when a hand lands on my shoulder. Once again, Frido Rolfö towers over me with a wide, welcoming grin that spreads across her face.

“They took my recommendation!”

“What do you mean?” I begin to walk alongside her.

“I strongly suggested that Jonatan watch your performances at the world cup and the NWSL after we versed each other. We need a strong midfielder like you who can also make goals. Very similar to Alexia.”

“Me? Like Alexia Putellas? You’re lying.” The Swede simply smiles again as she pushes open the door to the locker room.

“Hola!” a chorus of voices greet us as we enter. We’re clearly the last here.

It takes me a few days to start gelling with other players. These people were the best of the best and I had to prove I belong here, so I did just that.

“Mapi, Mapi! Here!” I yell to the centre back, pointing to where I want the ball. 5v5s could be hard but they made it seem easy.

It flies through the air and lands against my chest before falling to the ground. I seem to be in an impossible situation, but I spot a gap and hit the ball through, managing to run around Lucy and tap it into the goal past Sandra.

“VAMOOOS.” Mapi, Frido, Ona and Aitana run toward me.

“You’re so good.” Frido taps me on the head affectionately as she pulls me into her side in some sort of hug. I blush and roll my eyes when I make eye contact with Pina, who was very aware of my crush on the forward.

“Thank you Frido.”

There must have been something in the air because I continued to bang in goals all session.

I tap the ball back behind me to navigate around Alexia and chip it over Sandra, right into the goal.

I make a shot from the boarder of the penalty box, and it lands in the top right corner.

Aitana shoots the ball into the air and before I can think, I’m jumping and throwing my leg in the air behind me. It connects with the ball, and I turn my head to watch if it goals in as I fall to the ground. The net ripples behind Sandra and I’m at the bottom of the dogpile before I can say anything.

“You just flawlessly executed a bicycle kick what the fuck?!”

“How’d you do that?”

“Can you do that again?” a new question is presented before I can answer the previous and I just laugh. Eventually everyone gets off and heads to lunch, but Frido helps me up.

“You’re performing goals like that but you’re not a striker? Why?”

“It just feels right. I’ve always been told I’m best midfield even though getting goals has always been something I loved doing.” She hums and takes my hand as we follow the others.

~~~~~

“We’re playing truth or dare! No complaints!” Claudia shouts over the groans spewing from everyone’s mouths.

“It’s the ultimate team bonding experience. Come on.”

“I’ll go first!” Ona volunteers and we all wait to see who she picks.

“Mapi. I dare you to knock on your neighbours door, accusing them on stealing Bagheera.”

“But Señorita Ruiz is so nice, and old.” Despite the complaint, Mapi gets up and walks out of her apartment, Ona following her, and knocks on Ms Ruiz’s door.

“María Pilar! How dare you accuse me of stealing Bagheera! I look after him every time you go away and take good care of him! I would never do such a thing.” The sounds of what one could only assume to be a handbag hitting Mapi, echo down the hall.

“Lo siento, lo siento Señorita! Por favor my friend made me I’m sorry!” the subject of the quabble meows and struts out of the apartment and toward Señorita Ruiz’s.

“Never accuse me of such things again or no more buñuelos.” Eventually the two come back, Mapi red faced with Bagheera in her arms, and Ona giggling in joy.

“My turn I suppose.” Mapi seethes jokingly.

“Y/n. I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Frido.” I stop, but Frido is already standing, and I can’t say no.

“Let’s do this.” I whisper, apparently loud enough for everyone to hear, as they cheer and laugh.

I follow Frido to Mapi and Ingrid’s bedroom and close the door behind me. As soon as I do, I’m pushed up against the wood. My breathing stops and I flush red, trying not to look at her lips.

“If you don’t want this, tell me now. Otherwise, I’m going to kiss you because I’ve wanted to since I first saw you.”

“I want you to kiss me so bad.” She surges forward, pressing her lips against mine, and I grasp at the loose fabric of her shirt to pull her closer.

I don’t even try to talk as we continue to make out against the door. I try not to think about how hot she looks with dishevelled hair and ruffled clothes, my lip-gloss smudged against her own lips, otherwise we won’t be leaving this room.

Then comes an aggressive bang from the other side, Mapi yelling time is up.

“This isn’t over.” She whispers in my ear as she reaches around me to open the door and walks out. I stand still in awe as I watch her walk away, and Mapi has to usher me back to the circle where I sit next to Frido.

~~~~~

I went home with her that night and woke up the next morning buried beneath satin sheets with an arm around my waist, skin on skin. Despite the deep want inside of me to freak out, I take a breath and take in the world around me. The sun streams through the window and lands perfectly on the face of the woman beside me, making her skin light up and her hair seem like liquid gold.

I spot the pile of our clothes on the floor and giggle at the memory of how hard they were to take off last night in our rushed kisses. But then I remember how the rush slowed down. There was no other word to describe it except love.

Frido’s eyes slowly open and she grins at me, leaning forward and pressing soft kisses to my shoulder and neck. I sit up urgently and reach a hand toward the spot she just kissed, then stand and head toward the bathroom linked to her room. There on the side of my neck, is a row of small, dark purple hickies. Frido follows me in and wraps her arms around my waist, resting her chin on my shoulder, and continues to kiss every inch of skin she could reach.

“I have no way to cover these up before training.” I groan and throw my head back.

“Good.” She shrugs before kissing me on the lips, and then goes back to her room.

“You did it on purpose!” I whine.

“I will never admit that. Now join me.” She pulls me into the shower before I can protest.

Let’s just say we were nearly late to training. And I had to borrow her spare kit. And everyone most certainly knew what happened.

Ingrid was the first to point it out, poking a finger into the bruises on my neck and pointing them out to Mapi. I swat them away but it only brings more attention to us. Alexia is the next one over and she gracefully points out the 16 that replaces my usual 3. I look over to Frido for help but she just laughs.

“You know what? At least I’ve got a girlfriend. More than some of you can say.” I laugh along with some of them but Frido seems shocked. I tilt my head to the side in confusion, running my sentence through my head.

My smile drops but she leans over and kisses me.

“Yeah at least she has a girlfriend.”

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visionsofmagic · 2 years ago

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𓇻 day 2 of fic days [masterlist] 𓇻

◜ wet but hot. [nathan drake x f!reader x sam drake] ◞

― video game: uncharted 4: a thief’s end

― summary: trying to find a magnificent treasure, you want help of drake brothers but they give you more than a hand, something more you could not imagine.

― wc: 5.8k

― warnings&tags: fluff, nsfw, minors dni!, explicit language, cursing, touching, licking, kissing, biting, oral [f receiving], cum, threesome, loving, hugging, being in river, insecure!reader [for a moment], gentle!nathan, rough!sam, jerking, more in the fic. enjoy <3

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drake brothers. it was all on your mind since you began to work on a mission together; finding a magnificent treasure in an ancient town that was on an island, having so many rivers and trees around. it was far away from eyes, having a little danger but huge columns around the "x" marked place on the map, so, you needed strong partners in crime to fulfill this mission. choosing famous brothers, drake brothers, you met them to ask whether they would like to come with you or not, of course sharing the treasure you would find.

liking the plan and treasure, and trusting sullivan's approval on you, they agreed to come. and well, it was going all well 'till your eyes changed their focus from treasure to drake brothers who were not helping at all with their, well, some flirting attitudes; nathan was innocent, trying to being friend with you while sam was more flirty than his brother, having no shame.

all these moments you shared with brothers made you more delicate about them since their places on your life became bigger. they were so fun, so handsome, so attractive, so cute, so broken - you could say so many things about them and this was the problem; having them on your mind and heart for such a long time now and a month you have spent together had to increase. the treasure was hard to reach, so, you needed a new plan, a good one. so, you said you needed to calm down a little bit, gain strength again, having fun moments in the island.

drake brothers agreed again, giving you time to find a livable place to stay in around the island to take breath between the plans. they needed it to gain their power back while you needed it to come to your senses. they were your friends, only friends, and liking two of them at the same time was impossible. it was even a sin to have because no, you should not have them on your heart. maybe one, but not two because it wasn't understandable thing.

"here," you put your bag down on the grass, pointing out a house beside the clean river. the house's inside was ordered and as clean as possible, a livable place for like two or three days. "we can stay in here. it is close to the river; water and bath supply."

"yes!" sam spoke first while looking at the river, taking a cigarette from his pocket with a lighter, "I really need to clean this fucking dirt from my body."

"hey!" nathan warned the way his brother talked but you already got used to it.

"it's okay nat, he is right. we all need a bath." kneeling down, you got your bag back, "you go first, I will clean the house as good as I can."

nathan already made his way into house too while sam was smoking, looking at you. if he knew how his eyes were making you all shy just like that.

"I will help. sam can go alone."

you tried to say it was okay but he just nodded, making you shut your mouth because you knew how much gentleman he was. smiling to him, you said, "thanks."

as you were about to enter the house, sam's playful voice came from behind you, taking your and nathan's attention to him. "well, you do what you need to there and then, we can all go together. it can be dangerous."

"are you afraid?" you joked, not paying attention to the first part that much.

"no, honey, I do not. but you can. so, I will wait for you."

furrowing one eyebrow, you thought about his offer and realized what he meant by that. "you really did not offer that we all," you showed all of your with your hands, "three of us will bath together, right?"

sam smirked and nathan looked at him with all red face, same as you.

taking another breath of his cigarette, leaving the smoke, he said with a smirk on his face, "will you like me to offer that hon?"

with blushed face, you turned to house's direction, "dumbass."

you knew sam's smirk widened without looking at his face. entering the house, you left him behind and you could hear nathan's foot steps behind you, letting his bag a table on the first floor.

"good choice." he left a whistle, impressed of your choice.

smiling to him, you nodded, "I hope cleaning will not take long. I really want to rest." moving left and right, you planned where to begin, giving enough supplies to nathan too that you picked from the truck you had, you began to clean the dust on the couch and carpets that were dusty but were good enough to sit on or even sleep on.

"oh, crap!" the voice you heard behind made your turn to nathan who covered in all dust because of taking a carpet from the wall.

he was so clumsy. it was cute.

chuckling at him, you touched his arm to take his attention on you, "go and bath in the river cutie." he blushed, "it's okay. I will do it alone."

nathan looked uncertain, "are you sure? I still can help and we can go -" he stopped suddenly, "ugh, we can go to the river but well separately, I mean."

looking him with a red face, you gulped, understanding what he was referring to. like sam, he was suggesting to go to the river together but unlike sam, he said it would be separate, you wouldn't bath together.

"do you want it?" you asked about of sudden, not using your brain at all in that moment. crap! - you cursed inside your head. "I mean, do you want to bathe separately, not together." you left a nervous chuckle.

he put his hand on his neck, caressing it slowly, looking everywhere except you, "it can be nice, yes, I want that. it's just a normal bathe, isn't it?"

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no, it wasn't. it wasn't normal at all!

sam who came to the river before you left his all clothes on a stone. he was all naked, clearly, and he was leaning towards a stone that was around the river, putting his both arms to it by opening them widely. looking at the sky, he was smoking. his exposed chest had wounds that you wanted to touch them, heal them while your fingers travel on them one by one. you wondered how it would feel like to do that while he was telling you the stories from his previous adventures. however, the idea went as it came because it was impossible for you to reach that dream.

you felt guilty because you were having fantasies with sam drake but you couldn't help thinking how nathan looked cute while trying to understand how you two would bath separately, the river wasn't that big on this side. why you liked them both? it was a sin. definitely.

"look who wanted to accept my offer."

rolling your eyes, you pointed nathan who was covered in dust. "he needs a bath."

sam chuckled, looking at both of you with a mischief expression on his face. "and mommy here to bathe him?"

you who already have got used to his odd nicknames, but nathan's sudden cough made you feel odd too because he had pink cheeks. did he found the nickname - nasty? it was just a joke, right?

"don't be silly, sammy." calling him with a nickname that made you feel closer to him was good and you were saying that whenever you felt shy or so happy.

turning to nathan, you smiled gently. "don't listen to him, he was joking like always."

nathan left a 'yeah' reply but it felt like he was disappointed about something - maybe even sad.

you were about to ask but he changed the subject. "the river isn't big as I thought."

"it's okay. I will come back later."

you patted his shoulder, sending a smile. you really wanted to bathe because of feeling all sticky and dirty but you needed to come back later when drake brothers finished.

"don't be ridiculous. you two, just enter the river already."

nathan warned him immediately, "leave her alone sam. we can't push her something she doesn't want."

sam looked like he didn't like nathan's warning. furrowing an eyebrow, he looked at you. "don't you?"

you were too stunned to speak. or simply, you were afraid because of the answer. yes, you wanted to get into the river together and bringing all those nasty dreams. but you couldn't when you saw nathan's red colored face.

"sam." his name came out of your mouth so sexy even if you intended it to be sound as a warning. what was wrong with you?

his smirk grew, "c'mon darling, we aren't teenagers after all, right? we are all grown up and it simply a bathe?" he chuckled, "no one accept you to be naked completely, right nathan?"

the whole situation was so intense and you wondered how you would get over with this one at the end of the day.

turning to nathan, you tried to calm down the situation like it was really normal and sam was right. you didn't have to undress completely, you could stay with your underwear. "c'mon. let's get clean. shall we?"

nathan looked surprised, he wasn't expecting you to accept the offer. his red face was still there and you knew your face looked same as his. even if you were feeling shy, you began to remove your clothes one by one. leaving them on a stone, you saw how nathan began to undress as well.

you saw drake brothers shirtless from time to time when they needed medical treatment you give, or simply feeling hot. you got used to that moments but now, it was different. you knew sam was naked from head to toe, his boxer standing on the stone with the rest of his clothes. however, you also knew nathan wouldn't remove the boxer he had and your assumption happened to be true when you saw how he jumped into the river with a black boxer on without waiting for you, feeling so shy. he was nathan after all. he was shy even if he was being so flirty and funny with you.

when you stopped watching nathan who was swimming beautifully, the sun's rays were shining on him, giving you a great view to look at. but you needed to stop. so, you turned to yourself, removing remaining clothes of yours 'till you had only your basic looking white underwear on.

when you gained the confident back, you raised your head only to find the view on your sight; nathan was standing in the middle of the river, looking directly at you while standing on foot. his expression was intense - even passionate, having pink cheeks still. and then there was sam, the older one, standing in the same position you first came here but looking at you rather than the sky. his cigarette was gone. his half-wet long hair was flying thanks to the wind. his expression was more intense than nathan and you didn't know how to handle these both men's stares that were making you feel hotter in each minute.

as nathan turned to other side after caught, sam stayed the same and you entered the river slowly; because of both feeling shy and a little naughty, your movements were slow enough to take their attention back to you, well, nathan's one since sam's attention remained same.

firstly, your foot entered the water. making you saying a little 'ahh' under your breath because of the coldness of it. that little voice made drake brothers move a little bit without their own control. it was like an instinct.

then, slowly still, you entered the water completely 'till your foot reached the ground, leaving only your chest exposed. half of your breasts and lower parts of your body stayed under water.

you didn't want your hair get wet, not yet. so, you just began to swim carefully and slowly while drake brothers turned back what they were doing, breaking their piercing gazes on your body that made you feel so - beautiful back there. they would be death of you. soon.

swimming on the river, you let the cold water run through your skin, calming you down, giving freshness.

without getting under water, you swum, reaching the edge of the river that remained on the right side of sam who decided to continue to swim before turning back to his previous position.

taking deep breaths, drake brothers came into the vision; they were leaning towards the edges of the river like you.

"well?" sam asked, breaking the silence between three of you while he stayed on your left and nathan on the right. you on the middle.

"what?" you asked.

"it isn't bad at all to bathe together, right?"

you rolled your eyes, chuckling a little, "it isn't a bathe, sammy. we are just swimming."

"it's same for me anyway." sam said, closing his eyes.

"clearly."

closing your eyes like sam did, you left your body and mind relax with river's water that your body got used to. feeling sun's hot rays on your exposed body mixed with the fresh feeling that river was giving made you lose yourself in the moment. it was so good to be able to make the mind silent for a bit but it all changed again when the skin of yours began to tickle like the one spiderman has.

without opening your eyes, you smiled to drake brothers. "like what you see boys?"

it was a joke but it felt like a - trigger. trigger for them to be more brave. you didn't think just the question made them so brave and confident but it was the fact that two of you were close to be naked completely and sam already was.

"yes, we did. right, nat?"

sam's voice was different than before - it sounded like he wished to same more. so, you opened your eyes when nathan added, "he's just joking."

you nodded, ready to tell him it was okay but your eyes trailed nathan's gazes, only to see how he looked at your visible nipples through the thin fabric of your top due to getting wet. how did you forget that you were in the water! - you cursed yourself. however, you had to admit that both sam's voice and nathan's gazes gave you an arousal without your own control.

it was a sin, yes, but now you knew that these two were ready to take this sin too and without thinking twice, saying 'fuck it' under your breath, you decided to do whatever you wanted in this particular moment, realizing that after the mission is done you wouldn't see each other again. so, risk taking part of you was there, making you smile shyly but confidently.

"I wasn't."

that made drake brothers stunned a bit, a shocked expression appeared on their attractive faces, not believing you would say this. even sam who was speaking openly in these kinds of situations seemed shocked.

not expected your reply, nathan started to swim towards you. sam watched him carefully and you couldn't help but feel hotter with each overarm nathan took. he finally came to your side, standing beside you, he put his hands on the stones next to you. as you looked at his exposed chest, built strong and well, he said, “we can go back if you are uncomfortable and I can bring a t-shirt of mine for you.”

he was so cute and innocent but right now, you were like under the influence of an aphrodisiac that made you go crazy. now, you weren’t thinking, no, it stayed behind. now, it was time to act the way you wanted the most in previous intimate moments you had with drake brothers. “why?” you asked, tilting your head a little, “didn’t you like it? does it disturb you?”

it could be the most surprising day of nathan drake because of the increasing number of his shocked face expression. he wasn’t expecting all of these at all. it was odd but from the way his eyes’ color changed from lighter to darker ones, you knew how he was holding him back. you weren’t dumb. maybe they didn’t like you innocently, not fall in love with you but they completely liked you in their own way; not love. something else, like they were unfamiliar to this either.

nathan chose reply the question with a question. “would you like me to – like it?”

now, it was your turn to stay silent for a while before looking at sam who was smirking secretly, watching how nathan and you were so close to each other. “stop being fucking teenagers and act as the way you want.” he then approached to you, standing like nathan did but on your other side. having two hot brothers on your both sides, the heat of your body was raising. even the coldness of the water wasn’t helping. “don’t you see what she is trying little brother?” asking the question to nathan, sam put his right hand on your cheek, caressing it slowly and gently, “isn’t it right sweetheart?”

“what?” you asked, having hard time to not to close your eyes under sam’s gentle touches.

“wanting us.” it was so true. it was so fucking true. you wanted them. you wanted them so much that it was hurting. not having enough power to lie anymore, you nodded slowly, feeling shy. with a blushed face, you looked at nathan, your life saver – savior in these kinds of moments. he was your safe place. however, the sparkles on his eyes were different than before, dangerous ones. even his eyes color became darker than before under the sun.

“is it true?” nathan asked again to get a clear answer.

finally having encourage to speak aloud, you said, “yes. it is.”

while you two shared a look – an intense one that was unbreakable, sam turned to nathan, “see? I knew she wanted us. you should listen to me sooner.”

furrowing, you turned to sam, “what are you talking about?”

giving a smirk, maybe for the hundredth time in the day, he said, “nathan and I talked about how you wanted us. well,” he rolled his eyes, “nathan kept saying how it wasn’t innocent to think in such way about you but you see,” he put his hand on nathan’s shoulder, shaking him a little, “my brother has a liking on you. he has his own – fantasies as well.”

“sam!” nathan warned him with a shout while you were all in shock, not believing sam fully, you turned to nathan.

“nathan,” you touched his cheek to make him look at you. he raised his eyes from the surface of water to your face, “is it true?” he just nodded and this was sufficient for you to smile – to have explosions on your chest with knowing that not only you but they wanted this too. caressing his cheek like sam did to you, you said, “then, what is the meaning of waiting?”

connecting your lips together, you felt euphoria. his lips on yours, his warmness on yours, he all over you was the thing you body ached so much but now, finally reaching it, everywhere on your body found pure passionate. losing yourself with nathan’s moving warm lips, his hands on your cheek and neck, you forgot about sam drake ‘till he made his presence remarkable again with using his talented mouth, beginning to kiss your free shoulder and neck slowly that turned into biting, leaving marks the placed he was biting and licking.

moaning into nathan’s mouth, you had no longer mind the pink or red colors on your face and body. shyness was still there but it left its huge place to a nasty – a naughty one that was seeking for its cure; nathan’s and sam’s hungry touches.

with your little moans, nathan became more daring; beginning to touch your breasts through the thin fabric of your top. sam then pushed nathan a little bit, “my time to taste these pretty lips.” from the beginning, it was clear that he was the talking type in the intimate moments. nathan left your lips unwillingly, but after finding his new interest; your breasts, he left sam alone who didn’t wait for you to take breaths before kissing you roughly. unlike nathan whose kissing was gentle and loving, sam was kissing you roughly enough to leave your lip hurting a little. nathan was trying to show his loving side while sam was showing his possessive side.

as this whole thing went further with each closer touch, you came to conclusion that difference of drake brothers was a blessing. you both had rough and gentle sides of them while forgetting about everything – even wrinkled skin of yours due to being in the water for such a long time.

the moment sam found your aching pussy that was hungry for a touch – for an action because of the all kiss, licking, and touching of drake brothers stayed on left and right sides, you left a louder moan. the moan even you were surprised to let out took nathan’s attention while sam’s fingers were working on your clothed pussy.

“you are so beautiful.” nathan said, caressing your neck while his other hand squeezing one of your breasts. feeling so loved and enjoyed, you allowed nathan to take your top and sam to take your panties, leaving you all exposed.

both of them stayed still for a second, watching how your exposed body moved in the water with intense gazes. you felt shy again but sam became savior of yours this time, pointing the grass behind you that looked comfy with its abundant flowers, “we should get out before freezing.” he caressed your chin with his fingers, smirking, “and I can’t wait to see you completely. what you think, nathan? I believe she has a wonderful wet pussy but not because of water.” he asked his little brother who went out the water, giving you a hand to get out too. firstly, you had an insecure about showing your nude body to them. you dreamed about this moment but some devilish thoughts were still there. however, they all vanished when sam who felt your uncertainty to get out the water touched your back gently, kneeling towards your ear, “you are so beautiful and we can’t wait to see it honey. we want to see how you will stay in, well, particular positions, under this shiny sun.”

you expected nathan to speak in this way, but sam was there too for you when you felt a bad mood even in this moment. smiling widely, you kissed sam’s cheek, and left him all stunned because of sudden delicate action. holding nathan’s hand, you got out the water, leaving your exposed body on their sights.

nathan took his jacket suddenly, putting it on the ground. he left your body on that jacket. you kissed him, smiling after breaking the kiss. “you are so thoughtful nathan. I am glad. I – I really like this side of you.”

smiling shyly, nathan kissed your lips again, looking like he wouldn’t have enough of them. as his bigger body covered yours, you felt his hardened cock on your exposed pussy. realizing how he needed your touch, you put your hands on his boxer, remove it with his help, you touched his exposed cock, slowly at first but then beginning to jerk him off, making him let an audible moan, giving you proud and passionate feelings in return with a smile.

sam came to your side as well, having two condoms on his hands. so, that’s why he vanished for a second.

nathan began to kiss you while you were lying down, his cock on your hand, still jerking him off.

sam pushed his little brother again, he was nude like you do. nathan’s body was more built, having strong posture while sam’s older one stayed smaller than him but having a charismatic one. you found both of their bodies attractive and beautiful. these two brothers had specific features on their own that made you fall for them more – deeper this time.

“patience.” sam said, “first, we should give her the pleasure she deserves.”

nathan nodded, leaving your lips. he stayed on top of your body, looking at your eyes directly, “tell us what you want. oh y/n, you don’t know how much I want to touch every part of your lovely body. the beauty you have in your heart has its effects on your body too. you are so beautiful in every way.”

with pink cheeks you had, you couldn’t help but smile widely to nathan. putting one of your hands on nathan’s shoulder, you said, “you are making me feel so good nathan.”

sam added, “oh honey, we will do more than that.” he found his own place on your left side, leaving these two men’s bigger bodies cover yours. “just tell us what you want.” he kissed you while nathan’s tongue touched your breasts to kiss, lick and bite them.

moaning into sam’s mouth this time, you realized how lucky you were; not one but two of them were there for you, ready to do whatever you wanted them to do, giving all of their attentions and interests on you and your body, feeling high because of the feelings you three were feeling in the mind-blowing moment. it was a sin after all, yes, but it was worth it.

leaving your lips, sam said again, “will you tell us what you want or your little brain lost its functions because of us?”

he was right. your brain wasn’t working, not anymore, you even didn’t feel like you had one in the first place. nodding to him, you said, “I just want you – I want both of you all over. I want to feel.”

sam looked at nathan who was sucking your now sensitive nipples, leaving red marks on them like they were holding him alive. “hey, needy,” sam smirked, taking nathan’s attention, “hold her from behind. I want to taste that amazing pussy of her.”

sam’s explicit language made you all red. he was a good talker. just with his talking he could make you cum.

nathan listened his big brother, changing his position from standing on top of you to staying behind you. as his chest touched your back, his hardened cock’s tip touched your ass, both of his arms and legs hugged your body, making you feel smaller. his hot breaths hit your neck while his big palms held your breasts, caressing them with paying attention to your hard nipples. “open your legs wider.” nathan said, wanting you to open your legs wider to leave sam enough space to eat your pussy. sam positioned himself, kneeling towards your ached pussy that twitched with each step he took. when his warm tongue finally touched your pussy, entering to inside without any further permission after putting some kisses, leaving some bites and licks over here and there, he left you nothing but to moan – to scream loud enough to make you feel shy again.

while your moaning lost its control, letting out of your mouth, nathan’s hands speeded up. he began to kiss your neck and shoulder, wherever he could find to take some of your attention back to him.

when you touched sam’s long hairs, feeling its softness, you moaned more, closing your legs because of wanting more of his tongue – more of him. as his head compressed by your thighs, he left a low moan to, making your core vibrate, sending you pleasure. “sam! –“ you shouted his name. this made sam to look up, to your face. he left a smirk, then, he turned to eat your deeper this time, boosted by the moan of yours that contained his name.

nathan who probably felt jealously, held your hand, making you turn to him. the moment you turned, his lips crashed yours, kissing them passionately and intensively enough to make you cry. “nathan! –“ you screamed his name between the kisses, making him calming down a little.

“I want to hear you moan my name while I am fucking you.” nathan said, kissing your face as you closed because of feeling both so high with sam’s tongue, and so loved with nathan’s kisses.

“then, wait for your turn. it is my time to make him moan with my name.” sam bit your thigh strongly, probably leaving a mark that would stay for a few days. moaning in pain, you heard sam again, “c’mon sweetheart. show me how much you enjoy. cum.”

with that – with his bossy side, you understood his power on you; with one word, he made you cum – and some additional licking and entering your pussy deeper while holding your thighs strongly as well. “sam!”

cumming to his mouth and face, you saw how sam continued to lick your pussy through your cum, drinking every bit of it. it was a scene that wouldn’t remove from your memory; sam standing between your thighs, holding you in your place, licking and drinking the cum in pleasure.

“you don’t know how good taste you have, sweetie. I will never be tired of drinking it.”

caressing his hair, you smiled, “and I will never be tired of having you like this, samuel. it was so good.”

with your praising, he left a proud smirk, looking up to nathan’s face who was probably had an angry face in the moment. when sam was about to say something, you hushed him, turning to nathan, not wanting him to feel as left. “nathan,” you touched his hair with your other hand. “please.” you begged and he became eager to hear more, leaving all bad moods he had just now.

“please what?” he asked, kissing you again. “I can’t understand what you want if you don’t say it aloud.”

he knew what you were asking for but he needed to hear it coming out of your mouth to feel better – to feel confident again. he needed to know that you didn’t leave him alone – you wanted him like you wanted sam, maybe even more.

“I want to feel you inside me nathan. I need you.”

sam added, “give her what she needs nathan.”

nodding to you, nathan changed his position again. he lied you down again on the jacket, going on top of you. sam who stood up looked at both of you when you turned to him with a questioned expression. “I will leave you two alone this time even if how much I want to fuck that pussy of your.” he showed nathan, “my shy little brother needs to be alone with you.”

you looked to his still hard cock, “but –“

he waved, smirking, “don’t worry, you will have enough time to choke on my cock beauty. just, not this now.”

he then left you two alone. he was a good brother; he knew how nathan was sensitive in these situations, not wanting to have someone on his side while you two get this closer for the first time.

trusting sam’s choice, you looked at nathan who looked at you back.

“nathan,” you hugged his shoulder, feeling his cock on your pussy. you began to ache in pain. you needed him right now. “I am ready.” you gave him the last permission that made him to begin act.

kissing you gently one last time, he speeded up in taking actions, entering your core with his two fingers. your core was already so sensitive after sam’s eating part and nathan’s long fingers were fast and rough, like he was trying to make you forget sam and his touches. he didn’t mind share you with his brother as you understood but he wanted you to focus on him when he was touching you like this, not sam at all.

to make him calm down and feeling so great, you didn’t hold you back to moan his name, not feeling shy to be loud enough to make sam hear you. a devilish side of you wanted him to hear.

nathan’s fingers vanished, and instead of them, his thick cock entered your core slowly, getting you ready. as his cock reached to walls of your core, leaving you breathless, losing your mind and seriously this time, you screamed, “nathan! – ugh, I need – I need you to move. please,” you begged again, “please move!”

it was what nathan needed to fuck you mindlessly, helping you to reach the second climax – euphoria with his strong, deep and rough thrusts. his speed was making your thighs become red. you even closed your eyes, throwing your head behind because it was so hard to endure the both pain and great pleasure nathan was giving you to while having an expression that was showing how well he knew his and his cock’s effects on you – enjoying to watch it, having his own pleasure to finally being inside of you and making you so – pathetic, needy and greedy for his cock.

“y/n,” he left a moan, saying your name between his breaths that were hard to gain due to being in a huge pleasure that looked impossible for him ‘till this day. “you are so so – so beautiful. I dreamed about this but – I never expected it to be so – unbelievable.” he began to kiss you with the same rhythm he was thrusting, “I know that I will be addicted.” he confessed, giving your heart a warm feeling – the one you wanted to have in there for the rest of your life.

when your hands found their places on his short hair, pulling them, you used your brain for one last time, “I love you, nathan.” you confessed, not minding the consequences of it. you needed to say this – you needed him to hear.

nathan’s slowed down rhythm became speeded up again and with some last strong thrusts he gave to you, you both cum together. his body crashed against yours for some certain time to come to your senses, then, he kissed your forehead long. lying down beside you, he put your head to his chest, giving you a feeling of being protected. he kissed your hair this time, and a low voice came out of him – low but determined. “I love you too.” he then added, “sam loves you too.”

smiling to you, you said, “I love sam too.” you turned to him, “I am not sure what the future will bring within itself, but right now, I can feel the love I have for you and him, and I want to be together.” you smiled gently, “for a lifetime.”

“me too,” nathan said, “me too.”

and from that day, you three knew how a complex – even difficult life you would have but you also knew how you would stick together, endure every of them. you loved them and they loved you. it was all matter.

the end. 🍏

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bestshipsmackdown · 2 years ago

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With Nine Submissions: (1)

Kim Dokja x Yoo Joonghuyk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

With Eight Submissions: (4)

Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase from The Percy Jackson Series

Gideon Nav x Harrowhark Nonagesimus from The Locked Tomb Series

Yang Xiao Long x Blake Belladonna from RWBY

Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz from 911

With Seven Submissions: (2)

Adora x Catra from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

@bracket-bracket x @thecompetitionshowdowntournament x @ultimate-poll-tournament from tumblr.com

With Six Submissions: (4)

Fred Jones x Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley x Norville “Shaggy” Rogers from Scooby-Doo

Luz Noceda x Amity Blight from The Owl House

Lance x Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender

Hiyori Suzumi x Yujiro Someya x Aizo Shibasaki from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee]

With Five Submissions: (3)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng[Ladybug] x Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Kazuki Kurusu x Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies

Akira Kurusu[Ren Amamiya/Joker]x Goro Akechi from Persona 5[Persona 5 Royal]

With Four Submissions: (10)

Jack Harkness x Rose Tyler x The Ninth Doctor from Doctor Who

Link x Zelda from The Legend of Zelda

Eda Clawthorne x Raine Whispers from The Owl House

Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney

Naruto Uzumaki x Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

Nomi Marks x Amanita Caplan from Sense8

Mike Wheeler x Will Byers from Stranger Things

Nancy Wheeler x Robin Buckley from Stranger Things

Yasmin “Yaz” Khan x The Thirteenth Doctor from Doctor Who

Merlin x Arthur Pendragon from Merlin

With Three Submissions: (32)

Laura Moon x Mad Sweeney from American Gods

Caitlyn Kiramann x Vi from Arcane

Troy Barnes x Abed Nadir from Community

Imogen Temult x Laudna from Critical Role

Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham

Will Solace x Nico Di Angelo from Heroes of Olympus

Hikaru Indou x Yoshiki Tsukajinaka from Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu

Will Parry x Lyra Silvertongue from His Dark Materials

Rose Lalonde x Kanaya Maryam from Homestuck

Gon Freecss x Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter

Dustfinger x Resa from Inkheart

Gimli x Legolas from Lord of the Rings

Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Todoroki Touya[Dabi] x Takami Keigo[Hawks] from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

KJ Brandman x Mac Coyle from Paper Girls

Perfuma x Scorpia from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Reki Kyan x Langa Hasegawa from Sk8 the Infinity

Korra x Asami from The Legend of Korra

Dream x Hob from The Sandman

Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams from Wednesday

Buffy Summers x Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Caleb Widowgast x Essek Thelyss from Critical Role

Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier from It

Bugs Bunny x Daffy Duck from Looney Tunes

Magnus Chase x Alex Fierro from Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Dean Winchester x Castiel from Supernatural

Death[El Lobo de la Muerte] x Puss in Boots x Kitty Softpaws from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

Tara Maclay x Willow Rosenberg from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Shibasaki Aizo x Someya Yujiro from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee]

Michael “Mike” Wazowski x James P. Sullivan “Sulley” from Monsters, Inc.

Nana Osaki x Nana “Hachi” “Hachiko” Komatsu from Nana

These are the ones that have to go through a prequalifying round:

With Two Submissions: (137)

Carlos Reyes x TK Strand from 911: Lonestar

Kazuma Asougi x Ryunosuke Naruhodo from The Great Ace Attorney

Apollo Justice x Klavier Gavin from Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice

Marceline x Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time

Salim x The Djinn from American Gods

Sam Black Crow x Shadow Moon from American Gods

Zuko x Sokka x Suki from Avatar the Last Airbender

Zuko x Sokka from Avatar the Last Airbender

Aang x Katara from Avatar the Last Airbender

Barbapapa x Barbamama from Barbapapa

Erika x Annaliese from Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper

Faith Lehane x Buffy Summers from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Chuuya Nakahara x Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs

Carmen Sandiego x Julia Argent from Carmen Sandiego

Ulrich Stern x Yumi Ishiyama from Code Lyoko

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III x Vex'ahlia from Critical Role

Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy from DC

Hal Jordan x Bruce Wayne from DCU[Justice League]

Lena Luthor x Kara Zor-El[Kara Danvers] from DC[Supergirl]

Tinkerbell x Vidia from Disney Fairies

The Doctor x The Master from Doctor Who

Jonathan Harker x Mina Murray from Dracula

Jalil x Christopher from Everworld

Nessie97[Vannie] x Luis Cabrera from Five Nights at Freddy's[AR Emails]

Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell from Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Anathema x Newt from Good Omens

Crowley x Aziraphale from Good Omens

Orpheus x Eurydice from Greek Mythology

Amelia x Link from Grey's Anatomy

Bailey x Ben from Grey's Anatomy

Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji from Haikyuu!!

Charlie Morningstar x Vaggie from Hazbin Hotel

Elle Argent x Tao Xu from Heartstopper

Millie x Moxxie from Helluva Boss

Stolas Goetia x Blitzø from Helluva Boss

Lord Asriel x Marisa Coulter from His Dark Materials

Dave Strider x Karkat Vantas from Homestuck

Dr. Gregory House x Dr. James Wilson from House M.D.

Astrid Hofferson x Hiccup Haddock from How To Train Your Dragon

Howl Jenkins Pendragon x Sophie Hatter from Howl's Moving Castle

Leorio Paradinight x Kurapika from Hunter x Hunter

Sid the Sloth x Manny the Mammoth x Diego the Saber Tooth Tiger from Ice Age

The Black Prince x Violante from Inkheart

Dustfinger x The Black Prince from Inkheart

Beverly Marsh x Ben Hanscom from It

Gojo Satoru x Geto Suguru from Jujutsu Kaisen

Luke Patterson x Julie Molina from Julie and the Phantoms

Hutch x Chloe from Jupiter's Legacy

Yukari Kotozome[Cure Macaron] x Akira Kenjou[Cure Chocolat] from Kirakira Pretty Cure A La Mode

Meta Knight x King Dedede from Kirby

Joacquim Morray x Forever Carlyle from Lazarus

Wendy Pleakley x Jumba Jookiba from Lilo & Stitch

Arwen x Aragorn from Lord of the Rings

Lucifer x Chloe Decker from Lucifer

Eve x Mazikeen from Lucifer

Homura Akemi x Madoka Kaname from Madoka Magica

Jonathan Sims x Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives

Steve Rogers[Captain America] x Anthony “Tony” Stark[Ironman] from Marvel

Wanda x Vision from Marvel

James “Bucky” Barnes x Steve Rogers[Captain America] from Marvel

Sam Wilson x James “Bucky” Barnes from Marvel

Charles Xavier[Professor X] x Erik Lehnsherr[Magneto] from X-Men[Marvel]

Noemi x Francis from Mexican Gothic

Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] x Luka Couffaine[Viperion] from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Nathalie Sancoeur x Émilie Agreste from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Phryne Fisher x Jack Robinson from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries

Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Yaoyorozu Momo x Jirou Kyouka from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Todoroki Shouto x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Uraraka Ochako x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Kate Whistler x Lucy Tara from NCIS Hawai'i

Richard Mayhew x Lady Door from Neverwhere

Jack Kelly x David Jacobs from Newsies

Regina Mills[Evil Queen] x Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time

Killian Jones[Captain Hook] x Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time

Elizabeth Swann x Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean

Elizabeth Bennet x Fitzwilliam Darcy from Pride and Prejudice

Charlotte “Lottie” La Bouff x Tiana from Princess and the Frog

Dani Powell x Malcolm Bright from Prodigal Son

Gil Arroyo x Jessica Whitly from Prodigal Son

Sasha Nein x Milla Vodello from Psychonauts

Utena Tenjou x Anthy HImemiya from Revolutionary Girl Utena

Lie Ren x Nora Valkyrie from RWBY

Ruby Rose x Penny Polendina from RWBY

Mamoru Chiba[Tuxedo Mask] x Usagi Tsukino[Sailor Moon] from Sailor Moon

Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley from Scooby-Doo

Magnus x Alec from Shadowhunters

Glimmer x Bow from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Mermista x Sea Hawk from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Spinnerella x Netossa from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

John Watson x Sherlock Holmes from Sherlock Holmes

Kaz Brekker x Inej Ghafa from Six of Crows

Wylan Hendricks x Jesper Fahey from Six of Crows

Nina Zenik x Matthias Helvas from Six of Crows

Sonic the Hedgehog x Shadow the Hedgehog from Sonic the Hedgehog

Eric Cartman x Kyle Brofloski from South Park

Loid Forger x Yor Briar from Spy x Family

Captain Kirk x Spock from Star Trek

Connie Maheswaran x Steven Universe from Steven Universe

Ruby x Sapphire from Steven Universe

Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson from Stranger Things

El Hopper x Max Mayfield x Lucas Sinclair from Stranger Things

Rapunzel x Eugene “Flynn Rider” Flitzherbert

Scott McCall x Stiles Stilinski from Teen Wolf

Morticia Addams x Gomez Addams from The Addams Family

Chidi Anagonye x Eleanor Shellstrop from The Good Place

Ellie Williams x Dina from The Last of Us 2

Ashby x Pei from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Sissix x Rosemary Harper from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Jenks x Lovey from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Marco x Celia from The Night Circus

Willow Park x Hunter from The Owl House

Gus Porter x Mattholomule from The Owl House

Westley x Buttercup from The Princess Bride

Chel x Miguel x Tulio from The Road to El Dorado

Barbie x Wanda from The Sandman

Foxglove x Hazel from The Sandman

Hector x Lyta from The Sandman

Will Herondale x Tessa Gray x Jem Carstairs from The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Zachary x Dorian from The Starless Sea

Cassandra x Laura from The Wicked + The Divine

Vasya x Morozko from The Winternight Trilogy

Jaskier[Dandelion] x Geralt of Rivia x Yennefer from The Witcher

Fox Mulder x Dana Scully from The X-files

Jack x Rose from Titanic

Kou Minamoto x Mistuba Sousuke from Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun

Ken Kaneki x Hideyoshi Nagachika from Tokyo Ghoul

Ianto Jones x Jack Harkness from Torchwood

Toshiko Sato x Owen Harper from Torchwood

Agnieszka x Sarkan from Uprooted

Cornelia Hale x Irma Lair from W.I.T.C.H.

Bloom x Stella from Winx Club

Flora x Mirta from Winx Club

Xena x Gabrielle from Xena: Warrior Princess

Agent 355 x Allison Mann from Y : The Last Man

Hero Brown x Beth Deville from Y : The Last Man

Katsuki Yuuri x Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri!!! on Ice

#I was gonna do the full bold and italics job on all of them #but then I decided not to

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blackynsupremacy · 9 days ago

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THERE’S SOMETHING

ABOUT YOU.

CHAPTER 3

pairing: smallville!clark kent x blackfem!oc

fandom: smallville (2001-2011)

guest starring: aaliyah haughton as lyric james

also starring:

sam jones iii as pete ross

allison mack as chloe sullivan

kristin kreuk as lana lang

summary: ever since lana lang has moved in with the sullivan’s, clark kent’s nightly telescopic views of the galaxy and daily glimpse of the sunrise tend to get lonelier. that is until a moving truck, a wandering amicable feline, and her frustrated owner, lyric james, makes her debut in his life as her family are the new owners of the old potter house next door. things between the new neighbors start to shift as clark is tasked as her personal tour guide at her new school. one little slip is all it takes for her to learn he’s more than meets the eye in this small town.

contains: lots of words, friends to neighbors, use of gifs and photos for visuals, tooth rotting fluff, a bit of angst/arguing, lyric and clark getting closer, mild swearing, cute moments, slow burn, main audience is black readers but everyone is welcome. lyric’s thoughts, clark’s thoughts.

taglist: @rosiestalez @camiesully @paisholotus @ellethespaceunicorn @afrowrites @afrogirl3005 @tryingtograspctrl @zombigrlll @simply-the-best23 @jkr820 @gxuxhdjdu @sabrinasopposite @elitesanjisimp

please read: CHAPTER 2

lyric’s heavy eyes open as soon as her ears hear the siren sound of her alarm clock. darkness envelopes the room. her vision shifts to the alarm clock that reads five am on the dot. her hand slowly reaches to press the button that ceases the alarm. she’s early for once. so early that the sun hasn’t come up yet. wait—the sunrise. even though she’s half asleep and her thoughts are hazy, it all comes back to her memory: her family ate dinner with the kents last night, she also remembers clark, his loft, the telescope, and his invitation to watch the sunrise before school. her deep, brown pupils try to adjust by glancing at various objects in the room like her vanity, her closet, her various posters of her favorite musicians, and noir who’s four paws down on lyric’s chest, her pink button nose a mere centimeter from her owner’s.

“g’mornin’, baby girl. how’d you sleep, hm? you hungry?” lyric coos to her with a raspy voice as her fingertips caress the black strands of noir’s fuzzy head. the feline mewls in response and jumps down from the bed making a soft thud as all four paws strike a perfect landing on the hardwood floor. noir gazes at lyric in expectancy, her signature move of swaying her tail on the floor indicating that she was indeed hungry.

“okay, okay. i’ll get you breakfast, but i gotta be quick.” lyric complies and she sits upright to turn and remove her comforter. as soon as her feet connect to the floor, she makes her bed and trudges out of her bedroom to make her way to the kitchen downstairs, noir traveling not too far behind her. when she reaches her destination she spots both of her parents continuing their normal routines in a comfortable silence. crystal was preparing breakfast and joseph was reading the news as he munched on a red apple from the table fruit bowl.

“good morning, y’all!” lyric cheerfully greets her parents. a hug and a kiss on the forehead for her father. a hug and a kiss on the cheek for her mother. they were both shocked to see their daughter up so early, but they enjoyed her enthusiasm nonetheless.

“good morning, honey!”

“good morning morning, sweetheart.”

they respond still continuing their tasks.

“you’re up real early. i guess that means you’re ready for your first day at school?” joseph inquires as he watches lyric grab noir’s usual cat food and purple monogrammed food bowl from the cabinets before she squats down to pour out an appropriate amount, in which noir immediately indulges in. everyone, but lyric notices the wide, dimpled grin spread across her face before she answers,

“uh, yeah! i think i am. it’s a fresh start and no one knows me like that, so—i’ma make the best of it!”

“hmm! first, you’re up at five. now, the cheerful mood. i haven’t seen you this excited and confident to go to school if it’s not the last day of it before summer, lyric. not to mention that sunshiny smile! this wouldn’t have to do anything with a certain boy next door would it?” crystal teasingly jests, her own dimples appear to match her daughter’s expression.

“no, mama! it’s not like that. clark is sweet and all, but i just met him. we ain’t even friends like that yet, but i do appreciate him for by showing me the ropes on my first day. i can’t stay too long because we gotta meet before the bus comes!” she responds to fetch herself a bowl and spoon to pair them with frosted flakes and milk to quickly refuel her energy for the day. crystal feigned a surrender as she raised her hands.

“okay, baby! i’m just saying it sounded like you and clark had a nice time up in that barn after dinner when your father and i left the kents. neither of us didn’t want to disturb you two and we were glad that y’all were getting along, so martha and jonathan said it was fine for you to stay in there for a couple more minutes before clark walked you back home.”

lyric pauses her eating and she feels her face burn up at the realization of why her parents went off without her after the kents graciously invited the james family to have sunday dinner last night.

“ma! ya’ll heard us and ya’ll left me!?” lyric fake gasps and pretended to be hurt, a chuckle leaving her mouth.

“we’re sorry, baby girl. we just haven’t seen you so happy ever since—“ joseph added before lyric finished his sentence.

“omar?” lyric’s tone shifted from bright and jovial to monotonous and cold. there was now an uncomfortable beat of silence between the james’ family, crystal sending a glare to her husband before softening her brown eyes on her daughter. lyric broke it by clearing her throat.

“baby girl, i’m sorry—“

“it’s okay, dad. really. i—uh, i’ma go get ready. i can’t make us all be late, right?”

lyric awkwardly stood from her chair to wash the dishes she used before giving her parents an affectionate hug and goodbye, hurrying up to her bedroom to get the day started.

lyric sits on the stool at her vanity mirror dressed in a beige top with a sleeveless brown vest and matching cargo pants. around her neck she wears a silver military dog tag pendant and around her right wrist, lays a silver bracelet and the other, her black wrist watch. after the routine of adjusting her onyx tresses and enhancing her natural features with light makeup, she puts on her signature hoops to finish off the look. her fingertips leave a lingering touch when the needle pushes through the clasp. her chest gets heavy at the mention of omar’s name a few moments ago.

why the hell did he have to bring him up? wasn’t the reason us being here not to talk to about him? i can’t really be mad—i guess this change has cheered me up to some degree.

the comforting touch of noir’s paw tapping on the back of lyric’s leg awakens the girl out of her head and she gathers the furry bundle of mischief into her arms, pecking her head and stroking down her back. lyric simpers as the cat purrs at the touch and nuzzles her head under lyric’s chin in approval.

“you’re ‘bout to be on your own for a few hours. you better behave. don’t you do anything fast while i’m gone, you hear me, girl?” she playfully reprimanded and squats to release noir from her embrace. noir lets out a meow in response. lyric takes the sound as a yes, but knowing this feline, no promises are set in stone. her eyes peer down at the watch to read it’s a quarter till six. it was still dark, but she knew it would be a matter of time before the sun rose and she didn’t want to let clark down. with her black satchel carrying her camera and new lavender backpack with the required academic supplies, she headed down the stairs to see that her parents were about to depart to their workplaces. joseph places a house key in lyric’s palm, urging her to be responsible for it. the family exchanges the encouraging words of “have a great day and be safe. i love you.”, before they all go their separate ways.

lyric takes her walk to the kent house. the familiar path she’s treaded on a few times feels like the long bustling, sidewalks of her home, but there was no bustling. no horns honking. no people rudely bumping into your shoulder and getting mad at you because they weren’t looking where they going even though their head was down. it was only the quiet sounds of birds chirping and the creaking of the wooden stairs under lyric’s feet as she approached the front door of the kent household. her knuckles reach to knock on the door and she waits not ten seconds later to see the pleasant face of mrs. martha kent. the ladies greet each other with beaming smiles.

“good morning, lyric! how’re you this morning? please come in! why don’t you look pretty. i assume you’re ready for your first day at smallville high?” the older, auburn woman inquires as she steps aside to let the young girl enter her home.

“good morning and thank you, mrs. kent! i won’t front, i’m a bit nervous, but i’m excited for a fresh start! clark asked me if we could meet before the bus came to watch the sunrise. is he around? i hope i’m not too late. i don’t usually get up this early.” lyric chuckles as she clutches the strap of her bag and hikes it up onto her shoulder.

“oh, no, sweetie, you’re right on time! he’s over at the barn now waiting for you. before you go, how’s that cat of yours?” they both snicker, knowing about noir’s quirks. lyric assures that martha of noir’s wellbeing before she bids martha a goodbye and exits from where she came in. the girl roams the path to the barn not without spotting clark’s father, jonathan, up and tending to the livestock. she calls out for the man and waves to greet him a good morning which he positively reciprocates. after the friendly exchange, she’s already entering through the barn door. her feet taking her to ascend the wooden staircase before she calls out for the farm boy,

“yo, clark! are you in here?”

lyric reaches the top and goes around the corner to spot him near the open window, leaning forward on the sill with his bended elbows. clark’s head turns at the sound of her voice and instantly smiles at her timely arrival.

“good morning, lyric!”

lyric returns his greeting with her own grin before sauntering her way closer to take her position beside him at the window. her feet shuffles to give each of them space.

“good morning, clark. i hope i’m not too late.” she responds as she notices the sky about to change colors.

“nonsense! you’re just in time for it to start. you got your camera?”

“got it right here!” clark watched the girl as her hands ventured into the black satchel that she routinely held to reveal a black canon digital camera.

the teens both leaned on the sill. their eyes catching the horizon as the sun slowly, but surely ascends to take its place in the sky reflecting an iridescent, golden light mingling with the fading blue of the once midnight sky. each star disappeared with one ultraviolet ray at a time. with an awestruck countenance, lyric held the camera up to her right eye, adjusting the focus settings to capture every major and minor detail of this moment. lyric generally thought sunrises were beautiful from afar and went along her way, but seeing this up close? it was a treasure. this was something that was given to humans everyday, free of charge and she just couldn’t believe that she could take this for granted. one from her city couldn’t really enjoy the sunrise due to the hectic nature of getting on the train or due to the blockage of buildings that reach the clouds. lyric’s index finger pressed down on the button several times. she beamed when that metallic click reached her eardrums, a sound of her passion, her livelihood, and her emotions. clark’s blue eyes pulled away from the sunrise momentarily to gaze down at lyric because he could already hear the sound of heart thumping at a rapid pace that almost had him concerned for wellbeing, but that fear dissipated as he simply watched her work the camera at the desired angles. he marveled at the beautiful golden light reflecting off the melanated skin of her face and arms. the indention of her dimples protrude as the top row of her pearly whites rest atop her glossed bottom lip. he noticed the tiny sway of her dark hair dance with the small breeze of the morning wind. clark was impressed at her focus and drive to get a good shot of the sunrise. he realized that for lyric this wasn’t just hobby or a past time. it was her art form. her element. clark was so stuck in his trance of staring that even lyric noticed his pupils of blue scoping down at her figure. she halted her movements immediately and slowly let the camera down to her torso. embarrassed, she cleared her throat and stifled a giggle. lyric had an idea to break the silence and break the barriers of her craft.

“hey, clark—earth to clark!”

her voice knocked him out of his trance, his head shaking a bit with rose tinted cheeks of embarrassment for making his neighbor feel awkward. the farm boy cleared his own throat before stammering himself.

“uh—oh. um, sorry, lyric. were you saying something? i didn’t mean to stare for so long, it’s just the way you took a picture of that sunrise. you looked like you were in another world for a second. you seem to love photography, huh?” he questioned, shifting his posture and placing his hands within his pockets.

“it’s all good, clark. by the way you were watching, it looks like i wasn’t the only one in my own world.” the teens pause to chortle at her wit. lyric inwardly smirked as she picked up on that his cheeks flushed a shade of rose and a hint of nervousness in his laughter before she resumed the conversation and gazed at the memory holding device within her hands.

“yeah, i do, but it’s just a hobby. i just like to take photos of different places and things that give inspiration. to be real with you, i haven’t really taken pictures like this since my fr—uh, my family moved. i guess i owe you one for the spot. thank you!” clark received her dimpled grin of gratitude in which he returned with a lopsided smile of his own. he also couldn’t help, but have a gut feeling about her tone mentioning the move of her family from new york. it was filled with a twinge of hesitancy and—sadness? regret? being the empathetic guy that he was, he wanted to check to see if he said anything wrong. the “protecting the privacy” part of him wanted to respect that boundary, so that this connection wouldn’t be ruined.

“it’s no problem, lyric. what are good neighbors for? are you ready to head out to the bus stop? i don’t want to be the reason you miss your first day.” clark geared up for another school day by gathering his signature red backpack that toted the academic essentials.

“yeah! let’s go.” she replied, but then an idea came alive in her brain and she called out for his name, he responds by turning to face her and raises a brow to signal “yes?”. he didn’t want to rush her, but he didn’t want the two to get in trouble by making both of them late, not on her first day of all.

“do me a favor. put your bag down, stand near that wall, lean your back on it, and look at me. don’t move! i just wanna try something. i swear we won’t be late!” lyric pleads and sighs in relief when he does as he’s told and holds the pose before averting his gaze to lyric whose focusing her camera on his tall frame. within three seconds, he hears the familiar metallic clicking sound and once lyric gives him the green light, he returns to his original position and takes his belongings, she beckons him to her with a quick wave of her hand and a look of anticipation on her face.

“i’ve never really done a shot of another person like this, but the lighting was just perfect and i—well, just take a look for yourself, clark. what you think?”

lyric questioned, leaning the device close enough to clark for him to see the small screen that beheld the photo of him. he was thoroughly impressed by the shot! lyric wasn’t kidding when she said the lighting was right. the vibrant colors of the dark blue jacket mixed with his red plaid flannel against the tawny brown walls of the barn exuded that all american charm he possessed within himself. one could tell he worked on a farm as he noticed his skin looked slightly sun kissed. his onyx hair looked shinier and the shadow that casted on his face helped to sharpen his facial features such as the bridge of his nose and jawline. it was almost like something out of an issue of teen vogue.

“oh my god, lyric! you’ve really outdone yourself. i’m not normally a guy for photos, but this looks professional! thanks!” he beamed as his eyes couldn’t tear away from the photo.

“it’s no biggie. i just wanted to do something different. get out of my comfort zone type of thing.”

“lyric, you don’t understand. you could do local shots for people if you wanted. i’d think you’d go far with this if you think on it and do some more!”

“you think so?” lyric asks, tilting her head up for her eyes to meet his.

“i know so—i guess you could say i sparked the inspiration.” clark quips with that contagious charming smile of his that sort of makes lyric’s stomach tumble. she nervously laughs ands taps his arm with the back of her hand.

“yeah, yeah! when’d you get so humble? we better bounce before you make me late.” lyric walks towards the staircase with clark following behind. they rush to bid goodbye to his parents one last time before clark leads her to the bus stop. they wait in a comfortable silence for about five minutes before the long, yellow vehicle arrives in front of them. lyric’s stomach does a turn at hearing the whoosh of the long doors opening, awaiting their boarding. clark gives her a reassuring once over, indicating for her to follow his lead before his feet steps on to board and lyric follows as they make their way down the aisle. lyric felt a bit uneasy as she could tell a few eyes were on her as they walked to the empty seat that clark found across from an african american boy that smiled and greeted him. clark sat himself near the window, allowing lyric to sit on the outside to face the same boy across from them.

“hey! what’s up, clark—oh, and who is this?” his brown eyes glinted with delight as they laid on the new girl that was seated besides his best friend. smacking his teeth, clark playfully rolled his eyes at his friend’s antics.

“come on, pete! don’t scare her off. this is—“

lyric caught clark by surprise as she eased the awkwardness by giggling and introducing herself.

“it’s all good! he’s just trying to be friendly. my name’s lyric. lyric james, i’m clark’s new neighbor. my family and i moved from new york to smallville like, three days ago. i live next door, actually. it’s nice to meet you.” she amicably said and held out her hand for the boy which he eagerly took to shake.

“that’s cool! a new girl next door, huh? welcome to smallville. the name’s pete. pete ross. i’m clark’s best friend. i hope this means you’ll be sticking with us on your first day? hopefully a lot more than that.” pete responds, flashing a pearly white smile to work that ross charisma.

“easy, now but yeah! if it’s not too much trouble. so ya’ll have been tight for minute, right?” lyric chuckles and leans back against the seat before shifting her gaze between the boys.

“mm-hm. when i was little, i was getting pushed around by some jerk, but here comes clark kent, coming to my rescue. let me tell you, he pushed that kid so hard into the door, it literally broke into pieces! ever since then, he’s been my boy.” pete raves before reaching over to send a bashful clark a fist bump of gratitude.

“hey, i was just doing what i had to do to help someone who needed it. i think everyone deserves to be saved.” clark modestly chimed in.

lyric was amazed. that’s the second testimony she’s heard of clark’s courage to step in and save others. it kind of intrigued her how a small kid could push another so hard a whole door could break, but she brushed the thought away as three of them continued to chat throughout the ride to school. she’s learned that pete’s family was very well to do and a respected group of lawyers. his mother was even the judge! lyric found it to be a relief to have another acquaintance besides clark be someone of her culture because when it comes to small towns, there could be a lack of diversity sometimes. their conversation is cut short when the bus pulls in front of the tall, beige school building with the words SMALLVILLE HIGH SCHOOL imprinted on the top. a large, red banner is displayed above the front door, showcasing the crow as the mascot and encouraging the student body to “FLY TO VICTORY!” in golden letters. one by one, the students stood up to walk in a single file line to depart from the bus and make their way through the entrance.

after stopping by the front office to retrieve her class schedule, clark and pete take lyric on a brief tour through the school. they give an overview of the larger common areas such as the cafeteria, library, gym, and the auditorium in addition to the hallways where her different classes would be. lyric made sure for her brain to download every detail of each location the best she knew how. for her peace of mind, she shared one class with clark and another with pete. the trio make a quick stop at another room. it was spacious with technology such as computers and copy machines. a sign in bold red lettering read, “SMALLVILLE HIGH TORCH” along with a myriad of photos on the wall. lyric spotted a caucasian girl with a medium blonde bob that looked preoccupied typing away at the desktop computer. she assumed the girl was in charge of this room they were in. given she was the only one in there before they showed up.

“hey, chloe!” clark called out causing the girl to stop immediately what she was doing. she picked up what seemed to be a newspaper, her nose was deep in it as she followed the sound of clark’s voice, but didn’t notice that she was standing in front of lyric.

“hey, clark! look, i really need all hands on deck on this next story. do you think you could—“ chloe halted as her green eyes met lyric’s brown. her cheeks flushed with scarlet, embarrassed that she was in fact, not talking (directly) to clark. the girl shook her head at own mistake, chuckling before making a formal introduction.

“i am sooo sorry! you’ve probably already heard, but my name is chloe. chloe sullivan and you are?”

the girls reach out for each others hands to shake.

“i’m lyric james. i’m clark’s new neighbor. it’s nice to meet you, chloe! i dig the set up around here. what is this place?” lyric questions, her brown eyes perusing the room before landing on chloe’s enthusiastic face.

“well, first, i’d like to welcome you to smallville high and second, this is the torch! it’s basically like the school newspaper outlet. we put out things like current events and upcoming events, but this is all to get me ready to be a real journalist. one day you’ll see me out in metropolis working on the biggest headlines for the daily planet.” chloe spoke with an air of wit and confidence.

“you wanna see something, lyric? come and follow me.”

lyric looked to clark and pete after she saw chloe go farther back to another room. their faces shown to her that they already knew what the deal was before they all led her to the destination. it was a wall that was plastered with what seemed to be several newspaper clippings all pasted one on top and beside each other like a scrapbook. chloe stood beside the three and triumphantly gazed at it like a proud parent.

“i present to you my wall of weird. if you don’t know, there’s still remnants of the green meteor rocks from the fall of ‘89 and those rocks have certain—side effects on different people that give them these abilities that are literally out of this world. this wall contains every headline of incidents that those people were involved in ever since the shower. it’s amazing, really.” chloe walked up in front, her arms wide open presenting the evidence as it were a museum exhibit.

“you mean like superpowers?” lyric inquired, her arched brows raising in surprise. she couldn’t see behind her that clark was tensing at the mention of these bizarre incidents that occurred in their town. incidents that he and his friends were involved in to resolve on so many occasions. incidents that had him and some of the people he loved hurt and almost killed. he cut his eyes to chloe, warning her to shut it down, so lyric wouldn’t be freaked out considering she just moved here seventy two hours ago. chloe got the signal and cleared her throat before stammering,

“y-yeah—i know it’s a lot of heavy information about a place you just moved to. i’m gonna stop talking about it. you don’t probably don’t want to be late for—“

and just like that chloe was literally saved by the bell.

“class…say, how about we catch up later at lunch, you guys? again, it was great meeting you, lyric! i hope to see you more often.” chloe hastily says before rushing to gather her tote bag with her books and venture into the hallway, disappearing into the crowd of students. lyric was getting curious about the wall of weird.

how in the hell does one meteor shower change the course of these small town people that…drastically? it all may sound cool in a comic or a movie, but this was real life with real people who had real powers!

lyric’s eyes stared at the wall of photos, itching to find out who these people were, what abilities they had, and how they lived. her trance was broken when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. she turned around to still see pete and clark waiting for her.

“oh—my bad. did ya’ll say something?” she hated when she was caught zoning out. she awkwardly blinked as she twiddled her fingers.

“it’s no problem, lyric, but we’d be better get to english before we get a tardy. i’ll walk you there!” clark urges, giving her a once over to the door.

lyric gives a nod and one last lingering glance at the wall before the three of them exit the torch to walk to their respective classes in a timely manner. lyric and clark survived the fifty minutes of reading and analyzing a chapter of alexander dumas’ the count of monte cristo, a literary classic of getting your lick back. the perfect revenge. fortunately, they just started on the novel, so lyric didn’t have to play catch up. as lyric and clark walked in the hall between class periods, they talked about how fascinating it was with how the main character could be so influential, giving, trusting, and fair, but still had the people closest to him praying on his downfall. clark’s mind couldn’t help to wander that the character reminded him of his wealthy, but good friend, lex luthor. lex had the money, power, influence, resources, and compassion when it came to the citizens of smallville especially when it came to undoing the sins of his father, lionel, who at the same time was meticulously plotting in his son’s downfall, a devious ploy after another.

speaking of the citizens of smallville, clark felt time freeze when lana lang approached him. smallville’s local, yet tragic sweetheart. lyric’s eyes immediately caught notice of clark’s attention on the other girl. lyric couldn’t deny that she was gorgeous with her long, brown hair and almond hazel eyes. once she flashed her luminous smile, lyric could obviously see that clark was smitten by her. perhaps that was his girlfriend.

“hey, clark. long time, no see! i’m sorry if i haven’t been over to the loft as often, but things have been so hectic down at the talon. i can’t say i don’t miss those sunrises!” lana chuckles, nibbling on her bottom lip and glancing at the floor briefly her eyes shift to the girl that’s standing next to clark. lana’s brows raise at her presence and before she gets the chance to inquire, clark chimes in.

“hey, lana! no, no. you’re fine. i get that with running a business, you take care of well, business! just know that no matter what, you’re always welcome with open arms.”

clark’s known her ever since childhood. this was his first love. he practically sees her almost everyday, but when she comes around, his stomach ties in knots as does his tongue sometimes, but he keeps it together to keep on a decent conversation. there’s a beat of awkward silence that’s cleared by lana clearing her throat to ask her burning question.

“i’m sorry! i hope i didn’t seem rude. i don’t think i’ve seen you around here before. i’m lana lang. it’s nice to meet you.” she greets and gives lyric a cordial grin. lyric returns the favor in the same tone, her own friendly smile before introducing herself for the umpteenth time for the day.

“it’s no worries. i’m lyric james. i’m clark’s new neighbor. my family just moved here from new york.”

“new york? that’s awesome! i’ve always wanted to travel there one day. well, welcome to smallville. as a token of my welcome, i’d like for you to come over to the talon. it’s this café slash old movie theater that i run in town and your first caffeinated drink of your liking is on the house! i’m there pretty much all the time after school, so just swing by whenever.”

“you run own your business? that’s what up, lana! i’ll take you up on the offer if someone is willing to take me because i haven’t really seen smallville like that yet.” lyric responds and playfully cuts her eyes to clark briefly before resuming her conversation with lana.

“i’d love to come and thank you so much!”

“don’t mention it! now, you said you’re the kents new neighbors, so that means you live right next door, correct?” lana questions, quirking a brow. lyric attempts to answer, but clark takes it for her.

“yeah! i meant to introduce you guys. i guess i got a bit…sidetracked, but yes! lyric’s family actually lives in your old house, lana. it’s amazing how that all worked out.”

clark sheepishly adds to the conversation. okay, clark didn’t exactly tell lana that her old home had new occupants right away. between lana working, clark’s chores, and hanging out with lyric, one could say clark was indeed sidetracked. his stomach had that familiar drop when he saw lana’s face shift from content to confusion, her eyes start to squint as her brows furrow.

“wait—what? i thought when dean sold the house, that it was just off the market? i didn’t think anyone could—i just. you know what? it’s whatever. it’s not like it was really my house financially. nell and dean can do whatever they want. sometimes, i wish they’d give me a heads up on things like this. clark did you know about this? if so, how long?”

“lana, i’ve only known since friday. i was out in the loft the night they moved in. at first, i thought it was nell and dean, but i was wrong and i honestly thought you knew, but i didn’t want to bother with you juggling school and the talon.”

clark explained with as much accuracy as possible. he knew how much lana valued the truth. he knew how much she valued places and objects that connected her to her family. lana closed her eyes, inhaling and exhaling. she couldn’t really be frustrated towards clark per say, how could he have seen this coming? the last thing lana needed was another unnecessary rift between her and clark over something that was out of anyone’s hands.

“it’s no issue, clark. i’m sorry for getting so riled up. there was nothing any of us could do. what’s done is done! and lyric, i apologize that you had to see that. i know that didn’t make a great first impression!” lana remorsefully utters, placing a hand on her chest.

“don’t worry, lana. how about we just start over and talk it out later at the talon? i think after today, a cappuccino would do us all some good. i’m sure clark would be willing to lead the way!” the teens all chuckle and nod in agreement of their plans for the evening before lana bids them both a goodbye and disappears in the crowded hallway. lyric’s smile drops, her body turning to make full eye contact with clark and her arms crossed to size him up.

“so you weren’t gonna tell me i moved in the house of your girlfriend? don’t you think that would be a little suspicious? i just got here and the last thing i need is some drama, clark. if there’s something i gotta know, you better tell me right now.” an irked lyric fired at the boy with furrowed brows, but not too loud to not draw attention.

“i’m sorry, lyric, i did mean what i said to lana. she has been busy and that was the last thing i think she needed on her plate. also, i was helping to make sure that you felt at home considering how we first met. you seemed stressed, worried, and this morning i noticed you were a bit sad when you talked about not taking pictures in a while. i won’t pry, but it upsets me when i see people that i know and care about in distress. whether it’d be my parents or my friends. i always feel the need to help even though it sometimes it results in those getting hurt. talk about having the right motives and doing the wrong things.” as each word spilled from clark’s lips, the gears in lyric’s brain began to turn with realization setting in.

he noticed that i was sad? he wants to make me feel at home? he sees me as someone he knows and cares about? he sees me as a friend?

lyric shoulders relax and her arms drop to her side. a strand of dark hair falls in front of her face and her hand sweeps it behind her ear, buying her time to conjure up a response to his plea.

“i—clark. um, thank you for telling me that. look, i’m sorry for pressing you like that. since we’re gonna be honest, i won’t lie when i say that i can see you as someone that i care about too. i didn’t want to pressure you into saying we were instantly friends because i didn’t want to scare you off, you know? we just met, but like i said before, there’s something about you, something good, so i can’t trip because it wasn’t your intention to hurt anybody, but if we’re gonna be friends, let’s both try our best to keep it real with each other, you got it?” her brown eyes gaze up into his blue ones with expectancy.

“i got it, lyric.” they exchange a small smile of understanding and establishment of their official friendship as they move on about their day, fulfilling the next few hours of learning until the ring of the final bell signals the students of smallville high of their dismissal. as lyric walked with her new circle out of the school, it didn’t take long for her personality to instantly click within the group. she hadn’t felt this sense of community and belonging in months. at lunch, chloe was kind enough to let the other three carpool with her to the talon within the next few hours to hang out and study. lyric was down for it, but she had to let at least one of parents know before going out. while waiting for their bus to arrive, clark and lyric stood against the wired fence. he wanted to do a quick check in on her after some of the encounters that she had on her official first day.

“lyric?”

“yeah, clark?”

“what did you think about today? about everything?”

“well, i’ll say that it’s the most interesting first day of school i’ve had since kindergarten.” she responds with a chortle.

“anything in particular that made it interesting?”

“the torch was dope. i really want to learn more about the wall of weird, so there’s really people in this town—this itty bitty town, that had superpowers because of fallen green rocks?”

“welcome to smallville.” he quips with a lopsided smile and shrug of his shoulders.

“damn. well i know i would never fall into that trap of being up on that wall. it sounds like having powers would be so…much. like, it sounds cool, but you can’t play around with that. you know what i’m saying, clark?”

he pauses knowing full well that he understands such a predicament. she’s not exactly wrong, but there’s something else i need to know.

“i know what you’re saying. say, i want to know your opinion—would you think a person with those abilities has the potential to be helpful to others? you know, like a superhero?”

clark’s eyes intently searched her face as she looked to be in thought before answering with the nod of her head.

“oh, yeah! definitely. i wouldn’t personally want that life for me, but for someone else who wants to use it with the intention of making a positive difference, i’d say they go for it! if you’re gonna have any type of power, you’d want it to do some good.”

her enthusiastic tone gave clark a bit of hope and…warmth. the only people who know of his abilities are pete and his parents. they’ve always reassured that clark was great the way he is despite the burden, but he can’t help, but to feel deep down that he was an outcast, a freak of nature. he was an alien for god’s sake and that’s all he knows, but for some odd reason, lyric’s response didn’t make him feel like a freak. more so like a hero, a person. as he saw the bus arrive, he had to clear the air on one more thing while they still had their privacy.

“by the way, lana’s not my girlfriend. she’s just—a really good friend.”

lyric arched a brow in surprise at the boy and a chortle vibrated in her chest.

“oh, for real? by the way you were looking at her in the hallway, i certainly couldn’t tell. clark, it’s so obvious you like her. i don’t blame you she’s sweet, beautiful, intelligent, and independent. i don’t see what’s stopping you.”

“i just don’t want to ruin what we already have. our friendship is very important to me. i’ve basically known her all my life.”

“well, i won’t fight you on that. at the end of the day, it’s your go. now, let’s go before they leave us behind!” she waved him over as they followed their group to the assigned vehicle. after her, clark, and pete boarded the bus, the teens talked, laughed and griped about the day they’ve had. at that moment, lyric knew that smallville would become more bearable due to the aid of her new friends by her side. the bus makes the stop in front of kent farm. clark offered to walk lyric home as she wanted to go and check on noir before they meet up later before chloe arrives. lyric accepts because even though she could walk on her own, she thought it would be awesome to see the look on clark’s face of her token of her appreciation for him helping her out on her first day. they take the brisk walk to her house and clark seems reluctant to step inside her house without knowing if it was okay with her parents.

“are you absolutely sure that i can come in lyric?” clark questioned, a look of uncertainty in his eyes meet lyric’s nonchalant expression.

“don’t trip, kent. you know my parents like you enough. plus, one of them won’t be home until two more hours and this will be quick. have a little faith!” she chuckles and takes out the key joseph entrusted her with, turning the lock, and opening the door. she invites clark into the living room and asks if he needed anything like a snack or drink which he politely declines. his ears perk up at the familiar sound of paws lightly trodding across the floor. simultaneous grins spread across the teens faces when noir enters the room, a soft mewl echoes in the room when her eyes of yellow green lay on her owner and the farm boy that spoiled her days ago. she walks past lyric as if she were a stranger and instantly nuzzles her fuzzy, black body against clark’s leg. he doesn’t hesitate to set his backpack aside and gather her within his arms, a large palm stroking down her spine.

“well, hey, noir! it’s so good to see you, girl.”

lyric’s heart swelled as room is filled with purrs of contentment, but she can’t help but feel a bit jealous at how quickly her cat of three years switched up for clark, who’s she’s known for three days.

“mmcht, you little traitor.” lyric teasingly sniped, crossing her arms.

“aw, come on, lyric! don’t be like that.”

“don’t be like what, clark? it’s not like i gave her food, shelter, love, and care. a damn shame, my baby girl dissed me.” she replies with a feigned tone of hurt, causing the teens to burst out in laughter.

“i’m glad she’s keeping you company because i need to you sit right there on the couch, clark. i got something for you. i’ll be a minute.” lyric urges before gathering her things and running upstairs to her bedroom. she sets her backpack on her bed and reaches into the black satchel containing the camera. once she takes it out, she steps towards her desk with her computer and takes her seat to power on the device. she swiftly connected her digital camera to her computer, the soft whir indicating it was properly functioning. a cheesy, dimpled smile couldn’t leave her face as the preview screen lit up, revealing the candid shot of clark leaning against the barn wall. the same she took one after the sunrise. the very first close to professional looking photo that she captured of another person. after a messing around with the settings, she moved the cursor to hit the “upload” button. what seemed to be a sixty minute transfer felt like an hour before the picture appeared on her screen. lyric double checked to make sure everything was perfect before sending it to print. she made the trip from her bedroom to the home office where the main printer was located and the photo was slowly whirring from it as she walked in. it came out face down until she gingerly took it out and went out into the hallway to stand in front of the staircase. she could hear clark’s melodic chuckles in the distance mixing with the jovial purrs and meows of her cat.

lyric turned the photo around to be face to face with clark. the picture felt almost like a new connection—something precious between new friends. still, she couldn’t help but to stare. there was something about those baby blue eyes, his dark jungle of curls, and that humble charm of his that made her stomach tumble again. she shook her head, chiding herself.

what the hell? why am i acting like i haven’t seen a cute dude before? i see them in magazines and movies all the time, so why i do feel so weird when it comes to clark? he’s great and all, but we still only known each other for three days.

they just established their friendship today, and her thoughts went back to lana lang. the girl who she assumed was already his girlfriend because he shined like the sun by just seeing her smile. the girl he’s known and obviously loved his whole life.

“ugh.” lyric groaned softly, feeling the heat of embarrassment creep up her brown cheeks. she glanced one last time at clark’s picture and she shook her head in disbelief.

you can think a boy is cute and still be friends, right? right.

lyric fixed her face and went downstairs to the living room to find clark with a snoozing noir sprawled on her back across his lap, his large hand gently rubbing her belly. his head is down for a moment, but thanks to his heightened hearing, he knew of lyric’s arrival when he heard the creak of the hardwood steps with each movement of her feet.

“we’re glad to have you back.” he genuinely simpered at her presence and spoke at a volume good enough for lyric to hear, but not to wake the sleeping feline. there was that tumble in her stomach again she shook it off, using her wit to mask her nervousness.

“from what i heard upstairs, it sounds like ya’ll didn’t miss me a lick, but this is for you. it’s not much, but it’s a thank you for everything.” she quipped with a grin and walked closer to sit beside him in the couch and handed him the printed copy of his photo from this morning.

“oh, lyric, you didn’t have to—thank you!” he wasn’t sure if she noticed that his fingers slightly brushed against hers as he took the photo. he examined with the same impressed expression that he had early this morning, his pearly white canines exposed.

“it looks even better on paper! no one’s really done something like this for me before. i can say that you’ve outdone yourself, lyric james.” clark commended with his face turning to hers.

“why i appreciate the compliment, clark kent. it was my pleasure.” lyric playfully bowed and the two softly chuckled before their eyes meet again. they absentmindedly stare at each other for a moment. a thread of unspoken words between them with each second passing by. now, she was starting to feel awkward, she cleared her throat to break the silence.

“i really want you to keep that, you know. as a token of my appreciation and a reminder of our friendship.”

“you can count on me to take care of it, lyric. not to sound cocky, but i really like this picture. it’s so good, it deserves a frame. you knows i might i refer to you for my senior photos. better yet, we can be a reporter and photographer duo for the daily planet after graduation—that’s hopefully if you stay. i’m sorry i got too ahead of myself for a minute!” clark who was now red in the face, bashfully chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck.

why am i already talking about our—i mean the future with her? i need to slow down before i scare her off, but who could deny that would be cool? if she continues with her photography, she can make it as a living!

lyric giggles and places a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

“easy, clark. i’m not planning on going anywhere anytime soon. that reminds me, i hate to kick you out, but i gotta freshen up and give my parents the 411 before we meet chloe at your place to study at the talon tonight. i’ll be at your place in a good hour, okay?” the girl helps him by gently picking up noir from his lap and cradling her in her arms. clark agrees with understanding and gathers his belongings, the photo still in his hand.

“yeah, of course! don’t forget to bring your copy of the book from english class. i’ll see you later, lyric!”

lyric walks him to the front door and opens it for him to walk out on the porch. she watches him walk down the steps and before he makes his way down the path, he stops to turn around to give her one last smile and wave which reciprocates. clark watches her shut the door before he resumes his trip back to kent farm. with each step he takes on the way home, he takes a glance at the gift of his new friend and with each glance, his eyes linger longer, his smile wider, and his spirits, higher.

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THE UNHONEYMOONERS — SAM DRAKE X FEM! READER

i. CHAPTER ONE: The Calm Before The Storm

• AUTHOR's NOTE — So, this is my first time writing something from Uncharted and my second time posting here. English is not my first language, so there may be some mistakes. This story is an adaptation of the book "The Unhoneymooners" by Christina Lauren, so it has certain inspirations, lines and events from the book. I've done my best to make it fit into the Uncharted universe, so there may be certain changes to better fit the reader. I hope you like it and that you understand that this is just something I'm doing to relax! All rights to the original author of the work.

• SUMMARY — When your best friend Elena and her husband Nathan's vow renewal attempt goes awry, you're forced to go on their free honeymoon. The only downside is: you don't go into these 10 days of bliss alone. Sam Drake, Nathan's brother and the person you hate the most, also goes along. Agreeing to a temporary truce, the two of you assume the roles of newlyweds, convincing yourself that it's all solely for the incredible trip to Maui. But as time goes on, you realize you might be wrong about some things and faking it with Sam Drake might not be all that bad.

• WARNINGS / GENRE — Romance, Slow Burn, Smut. So much cliché and some profanity. Not recommended for minors.

• WORD COUNT — 2,4k

When Elena called you saying she got a wedding for free, you laughed. At first you thought it was a joke, that Elena was just teasing you, but if meeting Elena Fisher for years has had any benefit in your life, it's knowing exactly when she was joking and when she was serious.

And this was one of the moments when she wasn't making a joke.

If there was one thing about El that you knew well too, it was her addiction to pageants, especially during college. Elena managed to win several, she was a very lucky person and that was not a secret. So when she told you that she won a contest that covered an entire wedding, including buffet, decor and wedding dress and even the orchestra you managed to scream what a lucky motherfucker she was.

Elena had been married before, a small ceremony for those closest to her, that included you and her father figure Victor Sullivan. Nothing grand, if you don't count on the incredible view of the island where the wedding took place. Now Elena wanted a bigger wedding, attended by at least 200 guests, something that scared you to death.

You knew Elena well, she wasn't the type of person who did things without a plan or awkwardly. Elena knew what she was doing—unlike her husband, Nathan, who was a magnet for confusion, disorder, and chaos.

In the end you didn't go against her crazy idea of a second marriage and even agreed to be godmother—again. It would be something bigger, more beautiful and planned and would also serve as a great vow renewal. And the very people who organized the contest she entered didn't seem to mind that a wedding had already taken place before.

Lucky motherfucker, you thought again.

However, while in the bride's suite with Chloe Frazer, trying to help Elena get ready. You were rethinking your choice to accept this opportunity to be your best friend's godmother again.

Looking at the olive green dress she had to wear, her face of disgust and amazement was obvious. Everything wrong with the world was right in front of her, right there in that exact bridesmaid dress. You were kicking yourself for not deciding to take a look at the dress sooner.

"Elena". Opening the bathroom door, horrified by what you've just seen in the small bathroom mirror after wearing that thing, you take a few steps into the bride's suite. Maybe it's just the light, you think.

"Y/N," she answers back.

"I look like a giant 7UP can."

"Yes girl!" Chloe sings. "Maybe someone will finally open this thing."

Elena nudges Chloe, scolding her.

"Did you really choose this dress?" you say, pointing to the abundance of cleavage. "Was that intentional?"

"Well, no." She laughs nervously. "I think the seamstress got the measurements wrong. God, I'm sorry, Y/N."

You want to cry, but crying will make Elena cry, and you don't want to ruin her second big day. So you try to pull yourself together and accept that you're going to go to the wedding looking like Kermit the frog.

Honestly, a part of you already expected this.

While Elena was a magnet for good luck, you were a magnet for bad luck. Since before college, you've always been an unlucky person. Even managing to be worse than Nathan. You knew that if you were a treasure hunter like him, you'd end up not only finding no treasure, but getting killed in the process, so unlucky was she.

Elena always told you not to think that way, that you should be more positive, but that almost never happened. Because you were more withdrawn for how much of it, you ended up letting the blonde drag you around and convince you to do things you didn't have the courage to do alone. Elena was his four-leaf clover, to be more blunt.

It was a shame her luck hadn't worked on the dress.

You turn around to see it from another angle and - my God, it looks even worse from behind. It doesn't help that a few weeks of stress have caused, shall we say... a little more bulk in the boobs and hips. Losing your job recently has brought you so much headache. "Put me in the background of every photo and I could be your green screen."

Chloe appears behind you as you're looking at yourself in the mirror, well dressed in your own green dress. The green was over the top, but given the right measures, it would definitely look better, just like it did on Chloe. Maybe it was the contrast with her skin. “You look hot in him. Trust me."

"I'm really sorry, Y/N." Elena continues, you know she's close to falling apart. You didn't want to make her feel bad on her free wedding day.

"It's okay, El." You smile forced. "I'm just not used to so much cleavage and so much green, I'll get used to it."

Elena doesn't buy talk about her, she also knows you well. But before El could say anything else, the door abruptly opens and Elena's mother walks in.

With her hand on her chest, Elena says, "By God, Mom. You scared us."

Mrs Fisher carries a glass of champagne in her hand and looks stunning even in her bathrobe. You'd easily trade the green dress for her robe.

"Sorry, honey." The older woman laughed. "I just came to check on you and see how my little girl will look so pretty in her wedding dress…again."

Elena isn't dressed yet because, thanks to Chloe, she's decided to paint her fingernails and toenails a lighter pink. The dress is hanging in a corner, far away from you and all your bad luck. But Elena is really very beautiful. The bun and the hair ornaments, the well-done makeup, she looks like a princess even without the white dress.

As Mrs Fisher hugged her daughter and they began an emotional conversation, you took the moment to sneak out before Elena remembered the dress argument and it all started again.

You were close to leaving, took advantage and got your to-do list. Oh yeah, Elena made a to-do list for all the bridesmaids. Which consisted of you, Chloe, and Elena's two other cousins. You've accepted more things to do just so you don't overwhelm Elena.

When you open the door, you come face to face with Nadine Ross. She's a little taller and bulkier than you are, which scares you a little. You know she has a past and Elena already told you about the disagreements Nate had with her, but now the two of them seemed to be on calmer waters.

Nadine watched you for a moment, scanning the dress from top to bottom.

"I know," you say, giving up and stepping back a little so she can get inside. "It's a little-"

"Tight?" She guesses.

"No-"

"Brillant?" you look at her. "No."

"Wanton?"

"I was going to say green."

She shrugs. "That works too."

You huff, not interested in keeping the argument going any longer.

"Make yourself comfortable, Nadine." Throwing open the door for her to walk through, you step completely out of the way.

"Don't be in such a bad mood, it could be worse"

"Worse than that?" Pointing at yourself, you proceed. "I find it difficult."

"Look on the bright side, no one will notice your face or your makeup if you end up smudging it." She says. "The dress is attracting all the attention."

"Where's that on the bright side?" You question, but she's already gone, entering the bride's suite and slamming the door in her face.

After rolling your eyes, you hold the skirt of the catastrophic dress in your hands and start walking through the hotel corridors. You already know what the next item on your list is, you need to go check if Nathan ordered the separate chicken buffet for those who don't eat seafood, a short list that consisted of you, an aunt and Elena's cousin who were allergic and her annoying brother-in-law, Samuel Drake.

It was universally known that you and Sam didn't get along very well. Ever since the Fourth of July you spent at the Drakes' house and had the misfortune of meeting him, things between the two of you have been sour to say the least. That's why you did your best to avoid and ignore Sam, his bland jokes and his flirtatious ways. Elena said you just needed to get to know Sam better, that he wasn't that bad, but his mind was already made up from that day. He also didn't make much of an effort to undo the situation, in fact it just intensified the heartbreak you felt.

Sam liked to tease you, make a vein pop out of your forehead, and you just didn't want to give him that pleasure, so you avoided him as much as possible. Obviously you couldn't avoid him forever, much less your best friend's vow renewal. Unfortunately you would have to walk him into the church - something you were reluctantly forced to agree to.

He only accepted because he was under no obligation to speak to him. The two of you would just walk in together, listen to the ceremony and then leave, each heading to your own corners and just getting together again for some photos. You convinced yourself it would be quick, easy, and painless, so it got better to accept over time. And, again, you always went out of your way to please Elena. I just couldn't let her go.

Upon arriving at the door of the groom's suite, you prayed to heaven that Nate or Victor or Charlie would answer the door. Any of the three except Sam. Taking ten deep breaths to delay the inevitable, you finally knock on the wood and then back up a few steps, waiting for someone to open the door.

It takes about 2 minutes for someone to finally show up to open the door, you're close to knocking again when that happens.

Luckily for you, Victor is the person you face.

"Hey Sully" You say, with more relief in your voice than you'd like to admit.

"Hey honey" He says, cracking a smile. It doesn't look you up and down like you'd expect, which also brings more relief to your form. "What brings you here?"

"I need to talk to Nathan about the buffet."

"Oh, right. I'll call the boy." Sullivan answers. "By the way, honey. You look beautiful"

Sully is always nice to you, unlike your business partner. You like how he acts, how respectful he is, even though he's also an old flirt when he wants to. Words make you smile, but they don't convince you much. They are not meant to make you satisfied with your current appearance.

"Thanks, Sully." You say, smiling. "You also look very elegant, that suit made you about 10 years younger."

he laughs.

"It's really good to hear that." He says. "I'll call Nate."

You nod your head as Sully disappears behind the suite's door. He leaves it ajar just out of politeness, you think.

Seconds later, Nate appears. He's already in a suit, but his tie is still undone around his collar. He also looks a little agitated, nervous. You imagine that marriage is turning you upside down too. Nate doesn't want to screw it up.

“Hi, Y/N. Need anything?” Nate asks, opening the door wider. You can see Charlie inside the room, Sully helps him put on his tie. Sam isn't around.

"Hi Nate. Yes, I do." You answer it. "I need to know if you've checked that everything is all right with the buffet set aside for me, your brother and Elena's relatives."

"I think so"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I don't remember if I spoke to them." He confesses, a little uncertain. "But it must be all right"

"Really, Nathan?" you ask, frustrated. "You know how methodical Elena is with these things. You needed to make sure everything was right. "

"Look, I had a lot of things to do. I think I did, but I don't remember." He tries to explain himself. "You can take the opportunity and go to the kitchen to check for me. Sam is there too. You'll have to talk to him anyway."

You blink a few times, pondering what he said.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Well, you have to talk to him, don't you?" The neutrality in his tone of voice scares you a little.

"...Only at the time of the ceremony, right?"

Nate smirks and scratches the back of his head. He seems to know something you don't already.

"Right?"

"Eh, no. You also have to talk to him about the discourse." Nate explained, a little awkwardly. "Elena said she'd talk to you and put it on your list. Didn't she do it?"

Panic seizes your senses.

You take the list you have at hand and unfold it. You read it from beginning to end, stopping at the last item that is written in red pen. He's new, he wasn't there before. Elena must have written it while you were putting on the dress, and since you have a habit of recording things in your head, she didn't even bother to read it again.

That is for sure the worst task of all and you end up forcing yourself to read it aloud. "Ask Sam to show you his best man speech. Don't let him say something terrible. :) "

The smiley face at the end just makes you more hateful and you refrain from screaming, you are content to curse her and curse her entire generation mentally.

What the hell, Elena. You pay me! You think, before you crumple the paper in anger.

Final Notes: so the first chapter is here!... and I don't much to talk about it. I just hope you guys enjoyed it and that you contact me if you wish to be tagged!

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