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[absolutelyzoned]

M WEARING AVIATORS RN RIGHT OKAY AND THIS GUY WAS LIKE "you look like boone." now im committed to the bit. he keeps calling me boone. i miss my wife. the fucking janitor has spurs that jingle jangle jingle.

[lae-zels]

mr house never being able to replicate his courier six because they never let him scan them, so all he has are a few shoddy recordings he took to recreate the courier from. his replicas of courier six are flawed: none are as perceptive, resourceful and proactive. they aren't good at out-of-the-box thinking or improvising. their problemsolving, diplomacy skills and technological innovation ideas fall short of the original and are just another disappointment every time. they end up hollow shells like jane, marilyn and victor. letting new vegas go, ruin itself in pursuit of recreating his perfect right hand again, hope for another fruitful partnership and bright future of the mojave like they did before is so delicious it makes me sick actually send tweet ✌

[stephstars08]

Falling Apart

Austin!Elvis Presley x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Mention of Drugs being taken, Drugs, Mention of Drinking Alcohol, Divorce, Depressed Elvis, Yelling/Fighting, Elvis having a meltdown on stage, Colonel trying to manipulate Reader, Mention of Elvis collapsing, Fluff at the end, and Maybe some Grammar Errors. (Sorry if I forgot any!!!)

Summary: Due the Colonel making Elvis take a bunch of drugs to keep him energized to perform, it’s making Elvis completely fall apart. It get’s even worse when Pricilla packs all of her stuff up and leaves Elvis taking their daughter with her. After Elvis’s dad’s assistant Y/N hears the news she does everything she can to help Elvis pull himself back together.

Word Count: 2,162

Author’s Note: FINALLY MY FIRST ELVIS MOVIE STORY IS HERE! I’ve been waiting for basically a year to finally get a plot for a story for one of my favorite movies of all time! This isn’t just my first Austin/Elvis story but this is also my first story of the new year so I hope you all enjoy! If any of you want to you can read this as Elvis x Reader or Austin!Elvis x Reader! It’s up to you!!

Y/N Y/L/N is the assistant to Vernon Presley who is of course the father of the one and only Elvis Presley. Vernon is in charge of Presley Enterprises. Vernon hired Y/N to be his assistant when Elvis came home from the army. Due to all of the films Elvis was staring in at the time it was getting too hard for Vernon to take care of everything by himself so that’s why he hired Y/N.

When Y/N got the job, she wasn’t expecting to be around Elvis so much. Of course, Y/N isn’t complaining since Elvis has brought her in with open arms and so did his wife Priscilla. Elvis has thanked Y/N so much for helping his father out.

Y/N would be lying if she said that she has never had a crush on the heartthrob. When Elvis first started out Y/N immediately grew a crush on him, but that crush did fade away after she graduated from high school and when Elvis went overseas to be in the army. But as time went on that crush returned and the more, she was around Elvis, the more the crush grew. Y/N wished she didn’t feel that way about Elvis since he’s married to Priscilla, and she is really good friends with Priscilla as well. But those thoughts just flood her mind whenever she is with him.

Y/N loved everything about her job except having to work with the Colonel who is the manager of Elvis. Ever since the first day she met the Colonel she knew he wasn’t very fond of her. She hated being around him since she always feels uncomfortable around him, and she always gets bad vibes from him.

But Y/N didn’t see the Colonel’s dark side till Elvis started to play a residency in Las Vegas.

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Y/N was at her apartment getting ready to meet Vernon at a business meeting. Right before she walked out the door, she heard her phone ring. When she answered the phone, she heard Vernon’s voice.

“Hi, I was just about to walk out the door to meet you.” Y/N said into the phone. “Priscilla left Elvis this morning.” She heard Vernon tell her which made her heart drop. “Oh my gosh.” Y/N said in a shocked tone. Even though she’s shocked by the news she knew the reason why Priscilla left. “She moved all of her stuff out and she took Lisa with her.” She heard Vernon tell her. She could hear the sadness in his voice. “How is Elvis?” Y/N asked in the phone. That was the only question that was coming to her mind. “He’s a complete mess.” She heard him tell her which broke her heart.

“Can you go to Graceland and just stay there with him till I come back from the meeting?” Vernon asked her. “I just really don’t want him to be alone right now.” He added. “Of course, I can.” Y/N answered into the phone.

“Thank you so much dear.” She heard him say. “I’ll talk to you soon.” He added which made her smile a little. “You’re welcome. I’ll talk to you soon.” She told him through the phone. After they said their goodbyes Y/N hung up the phone.

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Y/N parked her car in front of the big Graceland mansion. She turned the car off and grabbed her purse from the passenger seat. She got out of the car closing the driver's seat door. As Y/N made her way to the front door she wrapped the strap of her purse around her shoulder.

When she got to the door, she rang the doorbell and waited but no one answered so she rang the doorbell again but still no answer. Y/N put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it which made the door open. Y/N walked inside the mansion. “Elvis!” Y/N called out as she closed the door. She looked around and noticed that things that belonged to Priscilla were gone. Y/N let out a sigh she she walked into the dining room and put her keys and purse down onto the table.

“Elvis!” Y/N called out again as she walked over to the bottom of the staircase and again, she got no response. She knew Elvis had to be home because where else would he go. Y/N walked up the staircase and right when she got to the top, she heard whimpering. Y/N walked down the hallway and stopped in front of the door to what was the bedroom Elvis once shared with Priscilla. That was where the whimpering was coming from. She was going to knock on the door, but something was telling her to just walk in.

When she opened the door, she saw a bunch of medicine bottles on the floor. Y/N walked in and at first, she didn’t see Elvis till she walked past the king-sized bed. Elvis was sitting on the floor crying into his knees that were hiding his face. It broke Y/N’s heart seeing Elvis in this kind of state. “Elvis.” Y/N said in a soft voice. Elvis looked up at her with his eyes filled with tears and his cheeks soaked with tears running down them. “What are you doing?” Elvis asked her. She could hear how broken he was in his voice. “Your father wanted me to be here with you till he comes back from his business meeting.” Y/N told him. Elvis didn’t say anything back. He just looked away from her.

Y/N sat down next to him. “I’m so sorry about what happened.” Y/N told him with sincere in her voice. “Why are you saying sorry to me?” Elvis asked still not looking at her. “What do you mean?” Y/N asked him. “I’m the reason why she left. She said I’m like a zombie.” Elvis told her as tears continued to stream down his face like a waterfall. “Those pills are what turn you like that.” Y/N told him which made him finally look back at her.

She can’t just keep jumping around it anymore. When he’s on those pills it’s like he’s a completely different person. Those pills are making him fall apart.

“The pills. They just keep controlling me. It’s like they have taken over me.” Elvis told her as he started to cry harder if that was even possible. “I know.” Y/N started. “That’s why I’m here. I’m going to help you get through this.” Y/N told him looking him straight into his eyes. Elvis believed her as he stared back into her eyes. “Okay.” Elvis said in a soft voice.

“I’m going to go downstairs into the kitchen to get you some water.” Y/N told him but before she could stand up, he grabbed her hand. “Please, don’t leave me. Please stay with me.” Elvis said to her in a pleading tone. “Okay! Okay, I’ll stay here with you.” Y/N told him in reassurance. Y/N wrapped her arm around him and rubbed her hand up and down his arm as he cried.

They stayed like that till Vernon came home.

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As a lot of time pasted Y/N kept her promise to Elvis. She’s been looking after him as much as she could. Even though Y/N has been doing her best to take care of Elvis, he’s still not the man he once was.

The only time Elvis looks happy is when he is on stage in front of his fans. The only people that knew what he was going through were the people he sees every day.

Elvis was playing another show in Vegas. Y/N watching him perform from the side of the stage with Jerry by her side. “You’ve been very quiet this evening.” Jerry said to her which earned him a glare from her. “You know damn well why I’ve been quiet.” Y/N told him in a stern tone. “The Colonel came before I could call you and right away, he made Dr. Nick shoot him up with drugs.” Jerry explained to her. “I’m not mad at you, okay!” Y/N told him with a heavy sigh. “He should be in a hospital bed but instead that monster decided to make the decision to shoot him up with the same drugs that is what made him collapse in the first place.” Y/N said with anger in her tone.

Jerry saw the tears forming in her eyes, so he brought her in for a hug. He knows about the feelings she has for Elvis, so he knows it’s hard seeing him like this. As Y/N returned the hug she tried her best to keep her tears in.

They released from the hug when they heard Elvis singing to Suspicious Minds with no music. Y/N could sense right away that something was wrong, and it was just going to get worse. As Elvis went on a rant about how this was going to be his last show in Vegas the Colonel immediately made his way up to the stage.

“Pull the curtain down!” Colonel told someone in a demanding tone which made Y/N and Jerry look at him. “What is going on here.” Colonel asked Jerry in a stern tone. Jerry took a glance at Elvis and then back at the Colonel. “I think he wants to know that, too.” Jerry told him.

When Elvis saw the Colonel started to act even more out of character. Elvis was having a melt down and it was starting to scare Y/N a little since she’s never seen him act like this. As the curtain started to fall Elvis started to yell at the Colonel. When Elvis said, “You’re Fired!” to the Colonel Y/N felt her heart rate speed up.

As the Colonel walked closer to him, he just kept saying “you’re fired” louder and louder each time. “YOU’RE FIRED!” Elvis screamed into his microphone which made everyone, and everything go silent. Everyone looked at Elvis with shock as the Colonel looked at him with sadness. “You’re fired.” Elvis said more calm and not into the microphone.

When he dropped his microphone, it made Y/N jump by the loud noise the mic made when it hit the stage. She watched him turn away from the Colonel and walk off the stage.

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Y/N decided to wait an hour before going up to Elvis’s room to check on him. Y/N was walking down the hallway to the elevator when she felt someone grab her left wrist. Y/N turned around to see that it was the Colonel who grabbed her wrist.

“Let me go.” Y/N told him in a demanding tone. “You go up there and tell him to take me back.” Colonel told her in the same tone she used. He knew she was going upstairs to talk to Elvis. Y/N let out a scoff as she pulled her wrist out of his grip. “You are the reason why he’s falling apart!” Y/N told him. “You’re the reason why he’s hooked on all of those drugs and you’re the reason why Pricilla and Lisa left him!” Y/N added as she looks at him with a fiery look in her eyes.

“Do it or you’re fired!” Colonel told her in a warning tone. “You’re not the boss of me and you never were.” Y/N said not back down to him. “You stay the hell away from him!” Y/N told him in a warning voice and walked away from him.

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When Y/N got to Elvis’s room before she could knock on the door it opened to reveal Elvis. “When I heard footsteps, I figured that it was you coming to check on me.” Elvis told her letting her inside. Y/N could tell that he was more calmed down then what he was just an hour ago. “I was going to come up here right away, but I decided to let you cool off.” Y/N told him while he closed the door.

“I’m sorry that you had to see me like that. I guess I just lost control.” Elvis told her turning around to face her but didn’t look at her. “Elvis, you have nothing to be sorry about.” Y/N told him. She put one of her hands onto one of his cheeks which made his eyes meet hers. “It was the drugs and that shot of alcohol didn’t help either but that’s what made you lose it.” Y/N reassured him.

“But what you did right was you set yourself free from that monster.” Y/N told him stroking his cheek lightly with her thumb. “I didn’t want him taking you away from me, too.” Elvis told her.

Before she could say anything, Elvis’s lips connected with hers. Y/N immediately returned the kiss. They continued to kiss until they had to pull away for air.

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” Elvis confessed to her. Y/N’s lips curved up into a smile. “Me too.” Y/N told him and leaned back up to reconnect her lips with his soft lips again.

[websterss]

JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY  — LUKE PATTERSON

SUMMARY: Luke’s new girlfriend stands front row of your concert, and you can’t help the green monster growing inside of you.

WARNING(S): Some angst, pettiness and jealousy

WORD COUNT: 2,036

PAIRING: Luke Patterson x fem!Reader

A/N: Hope you enjoy it! ♡ Feedback is always welcomed! OLIVIA RODRIGO — JEALOUSY JEALOUSY

MASTERLIST

Los Angeles, California, 1995.

You never really thought to talk about your feelings. You would have rather cried it out in the shower. A therapist always seemed like the solution, but so was screaming and shouting out hatred lyrics till your voice gave out. At this point you could only roll your eyes hearing the phrase girlfriend slip past Luke’s mouth.

“The crowds can get rowdy, so whatever you do, do not try crowd surfing alright.” Brian, your bodyguard, informed the band as you all sat around in the dressing room. You noticed that the room grew silent, causing you to get out of your daydreaming. You looked up to find Alex, Reggie, Brian, Bobby, and Luke staring at you.

“You catch that, Y/n?” Brian eyed you, sternly.

“Somethin’ bout crowd surfing?” You gave a tight lipped smile.

“Yeah, don’t do it!” He sighed. “I don’t need to be ripping you off from anymore prying hands.” 

“The only prying is the girls that think they have a chance with these three.” You gestured to Bobby, Reggie, and Alex.

“Hey!” Reggie and Bobby made a noise of complaint. “She’s got a point.” Alex pointed at you with his drumsticks. 

“What about me?” Luke exclaimed.

“You’re taken, almost seventy percent of people dig that. You might want Brian on stand by tonight. She won’t like it.” You joked, getting a laugh out of the boys, except Luke.

“Uh yeah no, we hired Brian specifically for your crazy ass.” Luke fired back.

“I’m perfectly tame!” You scoffed.

“Oh yeah? Remember the Orpheum.” Alex stated. You all looked up as the memories flooded back.

“Keep dreaming like we’ll live forever. But live it like it’s now or never….” You ran forward diving into the crowd who caught you. The guys all watched in bewilderment as Brian noticed a guy’s hands getting too close to your bra. The cut sleeved shirt that was Luke’s being the cause for attraction that night. To say the least the guy ended up unconscious that night.

You began to intercept but Reggie beat you to it. “The club on Main…” Reggie added.

You were singing the chorus when someone came onto the stage from your left. Your back was to them, but Luke was there to stick his foot out to trip them, which only backfired as they fell into you. You ended up pushing them…off the stage, and they too ended up unconscious. 

“Okay but-” You let out a nervous laugh.

“How about the bra incident in vegas.” Bobby smirked.

During the bridge of Long Weekend. A bra had been thrown onto the stage causing you to lose focus on the lyrics. You laughed, as you picked it up. You made a joke and handed it off to Bobby, saying that it was for him. You being the wild child that your parents grew to know that they couldn’t control forever, put your mic down and unclipped your own bra. Your/Luke’s ripped tee still on. The crowd went crazy as you tossed it onto the crowd.

“Hey if they can do it, I can too!” You argued, putting your hands up in surrender.

“That’s just it though! You keep doing things that get a reaction. Not only are you putting yourself at risk, but the guys as well.” Brian hardly raised his voice, but when he did he meant business. You looked down playing with the laces of your black boots.

“Look, my job is to keep you, and the boys safe. I can’t do that if you keep being reckless.” 

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay…I won’t do anything crazy.” You sighed. You didn’t have to look up to know the boys were throwing pity stares at you. You could feel that it was going to be a long night.

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You head banged your head to the last beat of Alex’s drums. Your chest rising and falling, indicating just how hard you put your energy into this song. You glanced at your boys, watching their faces stained with smiles. Finally free was always a good set that drove the crowd crazy. Much to your amusement the crowd ate up the said chemistry you and Luke radiated. Luke just had chemistry with everyone.

Only this time it gave him some serious chemistry with a blonde. Who was eyeballing him the whole four sets you just played. You could not believe that he had invited her to your concert. You hardly ever saw the blonde haired blue eyed gem. Most times you did though, your blood boiled with envy. Whether it be because her hair may have looked better than your careless styled do, or the way her clothes fit her well, while you hid behind an oversized hoodie and tee. Then there was the real reason for your envy…Luke. She had, well, Luke’s heart. You’ve tried to gain it for two years, but the subtle hints weren’t so subtle to him. All you had was a heartfelt emotional single that sold millions in just under the span of two weeks.

It was the perfect fifth set.

“Okay folks, we’re gonna switch gears. How my ladies doin’ tonight?” You talked into the mic getting a commotion of cheers as your fans raised their hands in the air. “Yeah! Let me hear ya!” You pointed your mic out into the crowd. Cheers and screams sounded out. “Sing along if you know the words, I know ya do, okay.” You laughed. “How many of you have ever felt a little bit of…jealousy?” You smirked and trailed off. You turned to Reggie who played the opening of Jealousy Jealousy on his bass.

The crowd went crazy recognizing the intro. You swayed to the beat as Alex picked up the rhythm on the mounts, and cymbals. Tapping your fingers on the mic in your right hand. Then you sang out the first verse. You walked up to your mic stand and placed the mic in its place. “Kinda wanna throw my phone across the room…’cause all I see are girls too good to be true.” You closed your eyes, then licked your lips. “With paper-white teeth, and perfect bodies. Wish I didn’t care.” You shrugged. “I know their beauty’s not my lack, but it feels like that weight is on my back, and I can’t let it go…”

Luke looked over to you, catching your eye. He nodded you over with that winning smile of his, but you felt the need to stay put. You just didn’t feel like playing into his teasing and friendly smile tonight. No tonight your jealousy got the best of you.

“Com-comparison is killin’ me slowly…” You dragged the last word. “I think I think too much…‘bout kids who don’t know me. I’m so sick of myself. I’d rather be, rather be. Anyone, anyone else.” You rolled your eyes and swayed your body in the movements of a drunk person. “My jealousy, jealousy started followin’ me. He-he-he, he.” You smiled as you stuck out your mic to the crowd who sang back.

“Started followin’ me. He-he-he, he.”

You bobbed your head to Alex hitting his drums onto the second verse. You were vibing with the song and so was the crowd. Yet that burning rage was building closer and closer as you were soon getting to the bridge…the whole reason the song was written. The lyrics just hit home personally.

“And I see everyone gettin’ all the things I want…” You breathed out. “I’m happy for them, but then again, I’m not.” You shook your head no for show. “Just cool vintage clothes and vacation photos. I can’t stand it!″ You rolled your eyes. In the corner of your eyes you saw Luke move up to the edge and play his guitar in front of her. “Oh God, I sound crazy!” You eyed them. The way their eyes lingered on each other. You wished you had his attention. “Their win is not my loss. I know it’s true, but, I can’t help gettin’ caught up in it all…” You slowly made your way with purpose across the stage.

“Com-comparison is killin’ me slowly. I think I think too much…’bout kids who don’t know me.” You eased your way up to Luke and pulled him away from the edge. He caught himself from the shove and eyed you like you were insane. “I’m so sick of myself. Rather be, rather be. Anyone, anyone else. My jealousy, jealousy…Yeah!” You shouted.

“Y/n!” Luke tried calling after you, but your pettiness was making its debut.

You walked up to the edge of the stage right in front of where she stood, and knelt down as you sang the bridge out harshly.

“All your friends are so cool, you go out every night.” You gave her a fake smile. “In your daddy’s nice car, yeah, you’re livin’ the life.” You nodded innocently. You reached forward to caress her face. Her eyes wide and her mouth opened agape. She didn’t know what was going on.

“Got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend, too.” You winked at her, then threw a nod over your shoulder gesturing to Luke. “I wanna be you so bad and I don’t even know you.” You ruffled her hair, messing up its perfection. “All I see is what I should be…” You stood up and quickly made your way to the center of the stage. Then started running forward.

“Happier!’

“Y/n, what are you doing?” Luke frowned, shouting after you as you passed him, but you ignored him. His voice was drowned out by the instruments anyway.

“Y/n!” Reggie yelled this time, trying to stop you. 

“Prettier!”

“Is she serious?” Bobby mouthed to Reggie.

Alex continued the beats as he stared after you in concern. His eyes widen as he sees you grow closer to the edge.

Yup, you were seriously jumping…

“Jealousy, Jealousy!” You shouted out the last two words of the bridge and threw yourself into the screaming and happy crowd, who caught you. You laughed, you felt the rush run through your veins. Then continued singing as the crowd made sure to move you across the stadium without dropping you. “All I see is what I should be. I’m losin’ it, all I get’s jealousy, jealousy.” Brian watched in disappointment, letting his arms fall to his sides. He shook his head…he wasn’t getting paid enough for this.

You opened your eyes again, as you looked up at the stadium’s ceiling. It felt like time flew in slow motion. The crowd cheering, the stage lights, your bandmates on stage with you. It was a moment to take it all in. These were the moments you cherished every time you crowd surfed. You knew you were gonna get your ass chewed out by Brian. Bigger crowds, bigger safety risk, yadda yadda yadda. You laugh one more time. Then bring the mic up to your lips.

“Com-comparison is killin’ me slowly. I think I think too much…'bout kids who don’t know me. And I’m so sick of myself!” You threw your head back and belted out. “ Rather be, rather be…” 

“Oh, oh, ohhh.” Luke and Reggie sang, each eyeing you with different expressions. Reggie with concern, and Luke with annoyance.

“Anyone, anyone else…” You let your head fall back as the fans finally brought you to the stage. Brian there to help you onto it with a half stern expression. You smiled up at him. Nudging his gut as you skipped back to your spot in the center.

“Anybody else..” Luke sang back.

“Jealousy, jealousy….Oh, I’m so sick of myself…I’d rather be, rather be…”

“Oh-oh-oh.” The boys echoed you.

“Anyone, anyone else. Jealousy, jealousy..” You looked over your shoulder to find Luke already staring at you. Then back to the front row. You stepped back from your mic and walked over to Luke. “Started followin’ me…” You breathed out. Then tugged the front of his shirt smashing his lips onto yours. He grew stiff, as his last note played out. You pulled back, only to have his rough hands place themselves at the back of your neck pulling you back into him. The stadium roared, as your jealousy faded, and hers grew.

[sopeacefulandquiet]

The First Meeting

Summary: After spending 6 months undercover working at a cafe in downtown Las Vegas, Y/n finds someone who might make her time here more interesting and maybe help her getaway.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader Word Count: ~3k Warning: N/A Genre: fluff? kinda Notes: This is honestly so bad, you can tell I had no idea what was happening as I got halfway in, I do apologise if you decide to read this and make it till the end as it makes absolutely no sense as I ran out of motivation to write it halfway through. I just really had to finish it and get it off my mind. So thank you for reading. Enjoy. Please let me know if there is any way I could improve this! Feedback is much appreciated.

Y/n didn't believe in love at first sight. She didn't understand how someone could look at a person and decide that they now loved them based solely on looks. She saw it as futile, falling in love with someone without knowing their true personality. She’d scoff just thinking about someone she knew ‘falling in love at first sight’, Y/n believed there was no love at first sight, there was only lust at first sight. Nothing more, nothing less. 

Being an undercover agent heavily contributed to her opinions, she couldn't fall in love (not that she would, love was overrated in her opinion) with someone knowing that at any moment now, she would have to sacrifice her life for a country that she didn't believe in anymore. She could, however, sleep with as many people as she wanted, she could lust after people, because in her opinion lust had no such consequences as love did. 

Love simply was not worth the risk. 

Love at first sight was a false notion.

Love did not make people happy. She saw it firsthand with her parents.

Love left destruction in its wake, and she had no room for destruction in her life. 

Y/n y/l/n was sworn off love. it had no room in her life. 

Not until a certain brunet unknowingly made his way into her life. 

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Y/n grew to appreciate the little things in life. The little things in her life were what made her happy, little things that she had grown to love in the past year; the birds chirping in the morning when she woke up, her little apartment which was minimally decorated but still home, and even her old neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers who would welcome her into their home and feed her until she could stomach no more. 

The things she didn't have to learn to love, things that brought a smile to her face instantly were the degrees placed on her mantel, delicately framed in gold frames. At the young age of 19, Y/n had already completed two Ph.D.'s and she couldn't be more proud of herself - nor could her mother. Next to the certificates sat her most beloved possession - the only family photo she had. She would often spend hours sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace, photo frame in hand, examining each smiling individual in the photo, her mother, father, and her three brothers. She wondered how they would look now, after 7 years. Would they remember her? Maybe, maybe not. Y/n, however, could remember each of them so vividly, their voices, their mannerisms, the way they’d call for her. She often imagined what life would be like if those events 7 years ago never took place. 

Alas. one could not change the past. And so she’d place the photo frame back on the mantel and try not to think of it again.

Being an undercover agent at her age was hard. She was supposed to make her way into the family of the mafia boss in Las Vegas, which she had done successfully in under 2 weeks, but after informing the FBI that she had done her part, she was asked to lay low until a new case was sent her way; which she had been doing for the past 3 years. Her days became predictable, which she grew to like, school, work, home, and then repeat. Every single day. Enrolling in and attending university became almost a hobby for her, which was how she’d achieved 2 PhDs at a young age, hoping to gain her third in the upcoming year. 

Working at the little cafe in downtown Las Vegas was something she grew to enjoy. She liked the way every day was almost predictable. The cafe would open at 7am every day. She’d go through the process of raising the blinds in front of the door window and turning the sign around from ‘closed’ to open. She’d take her place behind the tills with a bright smile on her face ready to greet customers, continuing conversation with her co-workers, Jayne and Andrew, who were primarily the ones making the large array of drinks they served. Y/n reveled in the predictability of the day ahead. 

The cafe, being close to the center of Las Vegas, meant that it was incredibly common for customers to frequent it on a daily basis to get their morning to-go cup of coffee, but it was rare for them to stay. So when a boy - who could be no older than her - came in every day for 3 months, y/n’s interest was piqued. He’d walk in every day at exactly 3pm, and she noticed a thick book in one hand, the other clutching the strap of his satchel. He would sit in the far back corner and read. Until the closing time at 11pm. He slowly became her favourite person and knowing nothing about it (and being too afraid to ask) she would watch him intently, creating little stories in her head about him; her favorite being one about him being a child prodigy, like Mozart, but instead of being into music, he’d be into maths. 

She watched him, on and off, for the past three months and each time he was looking down engrossed in his book, flipping through it at a godly speed, y/n was certain he was just looking at the pictures to keep himself occupied, for what she didn't know. Every day she watched him walk in, with a smile on her face, waiting for him to come up to the counter and place an order, but when he walked in, he’d make an immediate beeline to the table in the back, never once coming up to the counter. 

He’d walked in today, with a thick book in one hand, as he always had, and y/n had been thoroughly overjoyed when she caught a glimpse of the title, Schizophrenia Genesis. it was a book that y/n had picked up for some light reading and she had thoroughly enjoyed it. She watched as he took his place at the booth in the back corner and flipped to a page he was presumably reading before and once again began flipping through it. He was such an intriguing creature and y/n … the day she would talk to him. She decided it was going to be today.

“Hey,” Jayne came up behind y/n, lightly touching her on her shoulder. She jumped and turned around, looking at her colleague who simply grinned at her. 

“Andrew and I were thinking of taking our break now seeing as it's not too busy,” she said, pointing at Andrew who was standing in the door frame behind her holding two cups of coffee, “Do you want to join?”

“Yeah.” y/n nodded, “but I'm going to take it on my own if that's alright,” she continued, sending an apologetic smile towards her colleague, taking her apron off and placing it on the counter behind her, quickly washing her hands and drying it using napkins. Jayne smiled, nodding, making her way past Andrew and to the break room. 

Y/n walked up to Andrew, who was still waiting at the door with a cup for her and took the cup from him, throwing a quick smile at him and mumbling a “thank you” before sauntering over to the boy she had been fascinated by, making sure to take a handful of sugar packets as she passed the condiments station.

“I really enjoyed that book. Are you sure you're even reading that?” she questioned the boy, sliding into the seat opposite him and placing down the cup of coffee in front of him, alongside the sugar packets.

The boy looked up at her and his face fell flat as he pushed his fringe back and tucked it behind his ear, his voice came out small and defensive, “of course, I'm reading it.”

Y/n nodded her head slowly, “of course you are,” she responded with a smile, pushing the coffee cup towards him.

He stared at her, his face expressionless if not for the slight raise of an eyebrow, “I can - er - read at 20,000 words per minute.”  he stated, his eyes glancing down at the cup Y/n had ushed in front of him.

“Americano, it's on the house,” she said eventually, “You’ve been here an hour just reading and haven't ordered anything, you must be really interested in schizophrenia,” she joked. “ and 20,000 words, wow. Genius boy” she continued, her eyes widening at his comment, a small smile still playing on her lips.

The boy looked at her, “thank you.” 

Y/n nodded at him as she watched him reach for the cup, grabbing it and taking a small swing of it, grimacing.

She slide over the many sugar packets she took and watched him pour all but one into the cup, using the straw to mix them in. He took a sip again and nodded approving at his sugar-filled drink. 

“Would you like me to get some more coffee to add to your sugar?” she joked, giggling. She found the boy amusing. He couldn't be much older than her yet it seemed he was bewitched by a book - which now lay closed on the table -  that was classed as a graduate-level read. 

He laughed with her but stopped as Y/n gasped, her hand covering her mouth as her eyes widened. 

“I didn't even introduce myself, my name is y/n,” she started, outstretching her hands towards him, “but Y/n/n is fine, that's what everyone else calls me.” the smile that was present when she first sat in front of him, found its way back onto her face.

The boy simply stared at her hand and nodded, “I'm Spencer.”

Y/n put her hand back down and nodded her head,

Spencer nodded his head, awkwardly, taking a sip of his coffee before looking back down at his book and continuing to read. 

She watched him for a few minutes, before looking up at the clock on the wall and gasping. Y/n slid out of the booth, pushing herself to her feet, “my breaks nearly over, we can do this again… if you want to that is…” she trailed off, apologetically.

“Okay.” he replied simply, giving her a quick glance before returning his attention to the book of which he was half way through. 

Y/n nodded her head before taking her apron off the counter she had left it on and putting it on, taking her place behind the counter, which seemed to be incredibly good timing, as a customer had just walked in.   

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it had quickly become a daily occurrence. Spencer would walk in - with a different book - every day, and sit in that exact booth (as he always did) and she would make him a coffee and sit with him during her breaks. Keeping each other company as they made small talk, usually updating each other about their day so far. As Spencer became more comfortable with her, he would ramble on about statistics and facts about what she had been telling him about, and she loved it, listening intently every time.

A week turned into a month and a month tuned into an entire year and the two quickly became friends, despite barely even knowing the basics about each other.

This day was as normal as any other day, Y/n had assumed, until she had watched Spencer bite his lip and fiddle with the corner of the page he was reading, taking glances up at her every once in a while, as she stood at the counter. 

She kept her eyes on the clock and as soon as her break time was displayed on it, she pulled her apron off - throwing an apologetic look towards the customer who had just shown up, and hollering for Jayne for came quickly and took y/n’s place at the counter - placing it on the chair in the back room, and practically running towards spencers booth, taking a seat parallel to him. 

Y/n leaned back in the seat and watched the way he pushed back his long brown hair that fell in front of his face, before looking up at her and smiling - she of course reciprocated that smile. 

“Have you ever thought about cutting your hair? Just a bit shorter, of course, just to keep it out of your face… you know, since you keep pushing it back and it might just be eas-”

“i haven’t actually,” he stated, cutting her rambling short, the smile still resting on his lips.

She smiled back at him, mumbling a little sorry, which he shook his head at.

“I’m- er - I’ve been recruited to join the FBI,” he mumbled quickly, “and er- I'm leaving in a month's time,” He looked at her sheepishly.

She looked at him incredulously, “The FBI? Why? Aren't you a little too young? I mean, you have 3 PhDs, don't you want to do something else?” 

Spencer closed his book before sitting up straight and shrugging, “um- well- yes. I’m only 22 and I got offered a position with the behavioral analysis unit, so I er- thought why not. Maths and statistics and such things don't feel complex enough, so I think it’ll be a challenge, you know, Dissecting the human brain… in a philosophical sense”

She nodded along, “So you’ll be moving to Virginia then, I'm guessing”

“They're sorting out an apartment for me in D.C, so I’ll just have to take the subway to Quantico. Or get a car.” He shrugged

“Oh.”

She looked at him, giving him a small smile. 

She didn't know how to feel. She felt happy for him at first, he was moving up in the world, and doing something she knew he was going to enjoy - Spencer liked puzzles and always complained to her how easy they were - picking apart the human brain and finding the unsub, such a job seemed to be right up his lane and she was truly happy for him. At the same time, she felt hurt, he was the only real friend she had. He was going to be so far from her. She wouldn't get to see him every day. She wouldn't see his smile when she complimented him on his outfits, or the slight roll of his eyes when she teased him about actually being able to read the book he brought in. She wouldn't see him for who knows how long, and she wasn't ready for this change. She wasn’t ready to lose the one person she could call a friend, not yet anyway but she would tell he was happy - no matter how nervous he was - and excited and so she didn't want to burst his bubble. 

Y/n smiled at him, wide, and tried to convince herself that she was happy for him. 

——————————————————————————————————

The next week, Spencer showed up at his usual time, the same book from the day before clutched in his hand, and took a seat at his usual spot. 

Y/n sighed as she watched him. She was going to miss this - being able to look over at the corner and see her friend was something that made her smile. The simple thought that she had a friend despite having to live in secrecy made her smile. And so when she saw him simply place the book on the table and not even open it as he looked up at her, she left her place at the counter and slid into the seat opposite him, wanting to spend as much time as possible with him before he left. 

Spencer smiled at her not saying a word as he took in her appearance, printing this image of her into his mind, knowing he possibly wouldn't get to see 

it was also when y/n l/n decided, she didn't have to live like a recluse to fulfill her duties. She too was allowed to have a little bit of happiness, and as she shook Spencer Reid’s hand, she knew; he was going to be her happiness. And as she watched his eyes crinkle, and the corners of his mouth turn upwards, she decided; She would leave this life and she too would try to be his happiness. 

She didn't know what came over her when the words fell out of her mouth.

“Let me come with you.”

Spencer stared at her, his mouth opening and closing as he thought of what to say, “I- er- What?”

“I know it's kind of weird, scratch that, it's incredibly weird, but you're like my only friend and I know we won't be able to talk when you were gone. Actually, we’re not even meant to be talking no-” she started rambling, and was very thankful when he cut her off. 

“I couldn't possibly ask that of you.”

Y/n exhaled thankfully when she realised he didn't pick up on what she had blurted out at the end, thanking her lucky stars silently.

“You're not asking me, I'm asking you. If you let me, I want to come with you.”

Spencer stared at her, his face expressionless, “I don't even know what to say…”

“I promise I won't be a burden. I’ll get a job..” she started, she was thinking about putting her degree in medicine to good use, “and I’ll help finance everything… I promise.” she was begging at this point, sounding so desperate, even though she was shocked with herself.

Taking a drink of his coffee, which was cold at this point, Spencer sat deep in thought for a few minutes, y/n staring at him expectantly. 

Slowing nodded his head he started, “Okay, I guess you can come with…”

Y/n didn't know what came over her as she leaned over the table pulling Spencer into a hug, whispering thank you’s into his ear as he stood awkwardly, having been pulled up forcefully, keeping his hands to the side, clutching his coffee cup not wanting any to spill.

Y/n let go of him when she realised what she was doing and awkwardly dusted off his shoulders, patting his arm twice before muttering a “thank you” and “text me the details of when we leave” before walking into the staff breakroom, trying to come up with discrete ways you could hand in your resignation.

To say she was excited was an understatement. She couldn't wait to leave the uneventful Las Vegas and go somewhere new, no matter how much she liked the predictability of her every day, and she couldn't wait to start a new life in Washington D.C. with her best friend.  

[oddvanilla]

she fall on my out till i new vegas

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[stardustinmyhands]

Trigger warning

Miscarriage talk

•••••

5/21/24

I’ve been productive today. I swept, mopped (well used the swiffer, I can’t find our mop bucket). Emptied the dishwasher and filled it back up. Now all I have to do is wash the dishes that don’t fit in the washer. I took a 2nd dose of adderall (20 mg) and so wanted to fall asleep, but I stayed up and it kicked in and I got stuff done.

Tomorrow is my IVIG infusion at the new location. My autism and adhd are like what’s it gonna be like, will I like the nurses, will it be comfortable? I have to be there at 9 am. Which at my old facility they let me come at 11 am. They said it’s cause my infusion is gonna be 3 hrs long. I’ve been getting infusions since 2018 and now I have Tony my port, no more iv’s for me.

I journal almost everyday, in my journal I think of my son Ezra Malachi. I lost him on 11/11/1999 as I was walking home from a job interview. I left a trail of blood and bleed for 3 weeks afterwards. It was the only time I have been pregnant. He was not planned, I was 18 on birth control. But was on antibiotics for an ear infection. How I found out I was pregnant is I had a dream a gave birth to a red haired son. Me and his father picked the name before I was even pregnant. I loved the name Ezra since 7th grade, I read it in a book. The father picked the middle name Malachi. I wasn’t to keen on that name, but it flowed with Ezra so I agreed.

I almost married Ezra’s father. One night we took a road trip and he said let’s go to Vegas and married. I said no, I can’t get married without my mom. Also I wanted my mom to make my dress. I’m glad I didn’t. I’ve seen so many of my friends go through horrible divorces that took almost 2 years. Now one who is a single mom of 3, didn’t get child support last month. Now that I’m older I’m ok with never getting married. I’m also polyamorous, I have a girlfriend and a boyfriend right now. A marriage is a piece of paper it’s more important what you say and how you act instead of saying vows and signing a piece of paper. I don’t believe in till death do us part, would say as long as the love shall last. I would do a hand fasting with that “vow” in there, but no death do us part. 

I woke up to the black screen of death today on my IPhone it’s working fine now, so I don’t know what happened.

Yesterday I was in so discomfort almost pain. Ok pain. Today I’m ok and haven’t even taken tramadol. Ok body, whatever.

I washed my face and put lotion with 30 spf on. My skin doctor told me to use 50 spf or higher, but my window is covered and I didn’t go outside tomorrow. Tomorrow I will use the 50 spf cause I’m leaving the house. She gave me some samples, I think I had an allergic reaction to the first one I tried. Red itchy face, and it was hot to the touch. So I tried the Neutrogena brand and it was fine I put it in my Amazon cart.

I’m autistic and adhd, I saw TikTok yesterday that neurotypical people don’t think stuff thru they just get up and do it. I sent it to my gf and she said she doesn’t think stuff thru, she just does. I’m like I have to think EVERYTHING thru. And she said that explains a lot about you. Yesterday I was already planning what I’m gonna wear Thursday for infusion, what time I will leave, what kind of coffee and breakfast I will get.

[rebelwrites]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Okay here we go….

From Heaven, To Hell and Back

Clay Spenser x Thor Odinson x Jax Teller

Okay so this one just hits the spot in so many ways. The whole idea is this just left me hot and bothered and will always have a special place in my heart. It’s probably the last piece of smut I’ve written as well

Waking Up In Vegas

From This Moment

Jax Teller x Reader

God I could go on forever about these two. Just everything about this series is pure perfection and this caused me to fall back in love with Jax more so than ever (although I never fell out of love with him but it made it stronger). This series is my go to when I feel shitty and it always will be.

Winner Takes It All

Charles Leclerc x Valentina Hendrix (OC)

I know this one isn’t finished but Vali holds a part of my heart I never want to fizzle out. And I will get back to writing it at some point.

Till The Wheels Fall Off

(COMING SOON)

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Now this one, this one is just fucking perfection. I haven’t released it yet as I’m still writing it but OH MY GOD MY FUCKING HEART 🥺.

Nova Teller is just perfection, she’s fiery, fearce, loyal, determined, and would do anything for her family. I’ve put my heart and fucking soul into this story and I don’t want it to ever end.

Just everything about this new series gives me life, I’ve written Jax in a different light to normal and the feels it’s giving me 😭😭 don’t get me wrong he is still the same Jax but you will understand when you finally read it.

I cannot wait to see people’s reaction.

[irenecatz]

she fall on my out till i new vegas 😔

as a phrase, “she [x] on my [x] til’ i [x]” only is funny if on either side of a spectrum. either the phrase ends so specific to a sexual action it’s a smart joke (for example, “she strogan me off til i beef” uses the word “beef stroganoff’ but also makes a “stroking off” joke, making it clever wordplay.) or it makes so little sense that it ends up funny from the absurdity of deciphering what type of sexual action could even be taking place. (example: when my roomate the other night asked to hand them a sanpelligrino and then said “she san on my pelli til’ i grino” which begs the question of what ‘sanning’ is, what a ‘pelli’ repersents in terms of human genitalia and what ‘grinoing’ could possibly be.)

[bobisnotaperson]

she fall on my out till i new vegas

[harlowsbby]

Jealousy

Jack was set to play at Zoku nightclub tonight in Vegas you always loved his club appearances because they were always so hyped and entertaining.

Once you guys arrived to the club you stayed in the back with Neelam and Urban you guys watched as Jack went and killed it on the stage.

“Do we have any water back here it’s hot ?” You told Neelam and she nodded pointing to the table down the hall.

“Right in there Y/N they should all be cold water can you bring me one too please ?” Neelam said and you nodded walking over towards the water. As soon as you went to reach for the water so did something else it startled you a bit you looked up ready to immediately apologize.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t even see you going to grab the water.” You apologized and you heard a deep chuckle come from them.

“It’s all good ma really it’s nothing as long as you got your water everything is good.” He spoke chuckling and you blushed slightly standing there awkwardly for a bit.

“So what’s your name ? I’m Justin I’m the owner of this club.” He told you as he put his hand out a sign for you to shake it you smiled grabbing his hand and shaking it back.

“I’m Y/N it’s nice to meet you Justin.” And you guys talked for a few minutes you completely forgot about Neelam and the water to caught up with the new friend you just made that you also didn’t notice Jack had gotten done performing.

“Where’s Y/N at I thought she was here with you guys ?” Jack spoke to Neelam and Urban who just shrugged their shoulders.

“She said she was going to get some water and come right back but I don’t know where she is if you want to go look for her we’ll be by the bar.” Neelam told Jack and he nodded drying his forehead with the washcloth.

Once he found you he stopped he watched as Justin grinned and smirked at you he watched as his eyes traveled to your chest whenever you would jump up from expressing anything. Jack felt like he was seeing red he so badly wanted to go over and rip him away from you but he knows he couldn’t instead he just walked over to the both you putting his arms around your waist scaring you.

“Oh hi baby when did you get done performing I didn’t even know ?” You told Jack as you turned around in his arms reaching up and putting your arms around his neck.

“I just got done baby but hello Justin thank you for keeping Y/N company but we gotta go now ma.” Jack said he glared at Justin and Justin nodded smirking into his cup.

“Well bye Justin see you around yeah ?” You told him and Justin nodded saying he’d see you around. Jack grabbed you by your hand dragging you outside of the club almost causing you to trip.

“What’s your problem Jack ? You almost made me fall can you slow down fuck.” You told him ripping your hand out of his grasps he turned around to face you his face was red you looked at him confused because what was his issue.

“What’s my issue Y/N ? That guy was flirting with you and you were just eating it up Y/N you know you can be so fucking clueless sometimes it’s really fucking annoying Y/N.” Jack expressed his nose flaring as he spoke you whimpered taking a step back because Jack never talked to you like this at all.

“I was just being nice Jack that’s all I’m sorry.” You told him shyly he rolled his eyes running his hands through his curls.

“Whatever man come on we gotta go.” Jack said as he walked in-front of you. You followed along behind him as he walked in front of you. What he said hurt you because you didn’t think he felt that way towards you. You watched as he smiled and hugged everyone else like he didn’t just yell at you outside.

You made your way onto the bus and just leaned against the windows closing your eyes till you guys made it to the airport.

“Y/N come on wake up we gotta get on the plane now.” Neelam told you and you looked up grabbing your stuff.

“Where’s Jack at ?” You told her and she paused for a second trying to remember where he was.

“Uh he’s on the plane already sweetie that’s why we gotta hurry up.” Neelam told you. Wow you thought he couldn’t even bother to wake you up at all.

Once on the plane you and Jack locked eyes he rolled his eyes putting in his headphones you felt your lip quiver but decided to sit in the back if he wanted to act like that then you weren’t about to give in to him.

Once you guys got back to California in the house you were staying in everyone went into their own rooms you got your pillow and covers and decided it was best to sleep on the couch. Jack watched as you collected your stuff and went downstairs now he felt like a dick he wasn’t necessarily mad at you but he just couldn’t help it he knows how many guys would love the chance to get with you and he didn’t want you slipping through his fingers.

He got up and went downstairs to find you watching tv.

“Mamas come on upstairs baby girl I don’t want you sleeping on the couch.” Jack said as he went to stand in front of you.

“I thought you were mad at me so I’m gonna sleep on the couch tonight.” You told him and he rolled his eyes coming cover to you and squatting in front of you and taking your head in your hands making you look at him.

“I’m sorry baby girl I wasn’t mad at you I was just mad at that guy and jealousy got the best of me I just don’t wanna lose you my sweet girl.” Jack said as he kissed your lips you smiled in the kiss and pulled back.

“You won’t lose me Jack I only want you.” You told him as you took his hand and going upstairs to bed.

“And I only want you my sweet girl.”

For the girly that asked for this yesterday this is for you 🤍 and also for the girly that asked for some angst this is the jack angst I was talking about hope you guys love it

[itsanerdlife]

A Really Bad Idea 2

Pairing: Fighter!Howie Stark x Writer!Reader

Warnings: Lies, secrets, cheating, scandal, criminal history, spice, obsessed Fangirl, violence, anger, and honestly no idea cause I’m not finished writing this just yet.

There is no such thing as an instant spark. In books, sure. Real life? Not so much. Till I met the perfect stranger. It honestly was a case of mistaken identity in my own panicked state. I didn’t mean to grab a strangers hand. I just needed to avoid my ex and his shiny new fiancee. I never planned on the stranger kissing me. I sure as hell didn’t plan for the stranger to by my friends brother. It never was in the cards for me to find someone else after what my ex did to me. Especially a Fighter with a closed off past. I’m struggling to write my book and move on with my life, but what do I do when he comes in and starts changing things for me. But the thing my ex taught me people aren’t who they say they are, what if Howie isn’t who he says he is?

Restocking the table, making sure the stacks are neat. Grabbing an extra marker; you know just in case. Smiling to myself, my table complete, perfect.

Love N Vegas is a meet and greet for authors from around the world. Nat called it comic con for book lovers. She wasn’t exactly off about it. Some readers even showed up dressed in apparel or like their favorite characters. Okay it was basically comic con for novel readers.

“So, you’re Y/N.” A voice behind me, turning around.

He’s tall, well built, with a pretty smile, and the kindest of deep brown eyes. His hands tucked into the pockets of his pants. His button down unwrinkled, the sleeves rolled, exposing toned forearms.

“I am.” Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Sam Wilson.” He steps forward putting out his hand. Shaking it, smiling.

“Oh right. We talked, you’re in my readers group.” I nod.

“Guilty. But your series is addicting.” He grins.

“Your secret is safe with me. If you promise to not tell anyone, I own four of the five of your series.” Grinning at him.

“Oh, that’s fair. I’ll take it to the grave.” He chuckles.

“Didn’t know you were coming to Vegas.” Looking around.

“Well you’re not in my reader group.” He flashes a smile.

“Damn. Bad fan.” I wince.

“Join me for a coffee? Maybe I can overlook it, if we can talk shop.” He shrugs.

“Okay, but I’m not giving you any spoilers.” I smile.

“Damn.” He chuckles. The two of us falling into step with each other as we head for the little coffee shop close by. “So, is this your first?” He wonders.

“No, like fourth I think, maybe fifth.” I nod.

“Then maybe you can show me around.” He smiles, ushering me into the shop.

“I think that would be a lot of fun.” I agree.

The two of us order, taking our cups to a table. He’s sweet, kind, smart. So why is the perfect stranger still lingering in the back of my mind. It was a one in a million chance of I’d ever find him again, I shouldn’t be dwelling on him. Not when I could give someone standing in front of me, my attention.

“Alright, you have to tell me. Why only four of the five?” Sam chuckles.

“Oh no.” Sighing, smiling at my To Go cup. “I hate, Adam’s character.” I admit wincing.

“Really?” He laughs. “Why is that?” He sips from his cup.

“He’s so honest with his friends. I love that, that even after they’ve left the army, the classified group they were in. They’re all still connected.” Nodding slowly.

“But?”

“But I hate that he admits he’s no longer in love with his girlfriend, but he can’t man the fuck up and leave her. He instead waits till it’s too late and he’s not just breaking her heart and ending their relationship. He’s leaving for someone else. He’s in love with another woman.” Sighing heavily.

“The boarder line cheating. Emotional cheating.” He nods.

“My ex left me, for someone else. Guess it just hits home for me.” Shrugging a shoulder.

“Really? You? Wow.” He sips his coffee, brows raised.

“What?” A small laugh on my lips.

“I’m just wondering if your ex is suffering from brain damage.” He chuckles.

“It’s fine. I’m actually very over it.” I assure him.

“Kill him off in a book.” He smirks.

“Oh that’s a good idea.” I grin.

The two of us slip into easy conversation. Books, coffee, writing. It’s rather soothing to find someone who understands the life we live. Someone who understood, specially since I haven’t been able to write my final book still.

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“Sam!”  Calling over the conversation of the Cocktails and Authors, in the bar. Gwen’s hand held mine as we moved between people.

“Hey!” He smiles, hugging me.

“This is my friend Gwen. Part of my team.” I introduce them. “Gwen, Sam.”

“Nice to meet you.” Sam shakes her hand.

“Y/N told me all about you. I’ve read your books.” She smiles.

“I’m flattered, but I got nothing on the Queen here.” He grins.

“Bitch is damn good. I swear I’m constantly hanging off each page she sends.” They laugh.

“Can I get you a drink?” He offers.

“Please.” I smile.

“He’s cute.” Gwen whispers close to my ear.

“Right?” I smile at her.

“Alright.” Sam’s handing over glasses to us. “Let’s find seats so the Queen’s fangirls can come up to her.” He chuckles.

“They get so excited even though she plays with their feelings!” Gwen shakes her head.

“I’m in her reader group, I know.” He chuckles, the three of us moving towards a section of couches.

Once more, falling into easy, fun conversation with Sam. Fans, friends, and good drinks. It was more fun than I’d originally planned for. Sam Wilson was more fun to be around than I had expected, he had away with making me laugh and live in the moment.

Sam insisted on at least walking us to the elevator. When I assured him we’d both be okay to get to our room. But he refused to hear excuses, instead just walked with us. Both having a good buzz and the slight giggles.

When the elevator arrives, Gwen is the first on. Turning to Sam a smile on my lips. He leans in, pressing a kiss to my cheek. Flushing red, stumbling into the elevator.

“Goodnight ladies.” He smiles, the doors close.

“Oh!” Gwen draws it out, giggling. My hands cover my face as I laugh to myself.

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We didn’t see Sam at the goodbye breakfast. Gwen and I are on the first flight out after. Standing in the aisle, next to my seat. Attempting to shove my bag into the overhead compartment.

A new hand appears, pushing it all the way in for me. It’s the downfall to being short, that was for sure. When I look up to thank the stranger, familiar dark eyes are watching me.

“Sam?” I grin.

“You look like you needed some help there.” He chuckles, shutting the compartment.

“Wait, what are you doing on this plane?” My brow pinches.

“I live in the same state, Y/N.” He grins, slipping past me.

“Right. Of course, you do.” Nodding, taking my seat.

“Everyone wants to have dinner and drinks when we get back. Should we invite Sam?” Gwen grins, looking up from her phone.

“I mean, yeah. He’s fun.” I nod.

“Oh, you can finally meet Peter’s brother.” She adds, going back to texting.

“Oh right, yeah that’ll be nice.” I smile at her

[inaritpg]

she fall on my out till i Vegas[new]

she zom on my bie till i rgroaahhhhg

[our-marvel-universe]

Hmm, how about the prompt

I called you at 2am because I need you

For Bucky

Maybe he wakes up from a nightmare and calls reader because he needs her voice to ground him and she comes and comforts him because that poor man has been through enough and he deserves all the love and comfort he can get.

Thank you so much for your ask!! It actually inspired 2 fics one fluffy one angsty so yay for inspiration!! I'll post the fluffy one here cause we deserve some Bucky love and a happy ending <3

Enjoy!!

WC - 631

Warnings - tooth rotting fluff, honestly you might get a tooth ache be carful.

Bucky has been staring at his phone screen for the past 5 minutes. He’s desperate to speak to you. He knows this mission is no contact but he doesn’t know how much longer he can last, he can’t go another minute without talking to you. He could make some excuse like he needs to hear your voice to fall asleep but that isn’t true. He actually sleeps pretty well now. His nightmares are far less often and even when he has them they aren't as intense. He just doesn’t like being separated from you is all. And normally he can tough it out but for some reason this time he can’t. Taking a deep breath he opens a new message to you.

Winter

He hits send and throws himself backward onto the bed hoping he didn’t make a complete ass of himself.

10 min later his phone is going off with your ringtone, he feels immediate relief as he answers.

“James are you ok?”

“Yeah I’m alright doll...I just really needed to hear your voice that’s all”

“Aww” You coo “I miss you too”

He chuckles “not as much as I miss you sweetheart, so how is everything going over there?”

“Aww come on Buck. You know I can’t tell you! If they find out I snuck off to call you Nat will rip me a new one.” You insist.

“Ohh come on, that’s a stupid rule and you know it, just tell me, are you at least having a good time?”

“I’m having a blast thank you. And for your information I like the rule! It gives you a chance to miss me.”

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to fly across the country for me to miss you. I start missing you the second you leave the room.”

“Ughh god seriously Barnes!?” He hears Nat’s voice and then a slight struggle as you pass off the phone

“It’s bad enough you called her when you know it’s no contact but then you go and say crap like that? You sound like a cheesy Hallmark movie.” He can practically hear the redhead rolling her eyes.

“Hi Nat, I thank you so much for interrupting. You better be taking good care of my girl.”

“Ohh don’t worry Barnes I’m making sure she’s getting taken care of” Nat says in a tone of voice that immediately has you jumping in to correct her.

“Oh my gosh, Nat no!! Buck it is not like it sounds like! I’m having fun but not that kind of fun!!”

He chuckles “It’s alright sweetheart I know Nat is just trying to scare me but it won’t work Romanoff.” He insists.

Natassha scoffs “Whatever. Look Barnes, we will be back in two days, you can talk to her all you want then. Go bug Steve if you're feeling lonely cause right now we have to go because I got us tickets to a very exclusive show and we have to go get ready. Bye Barnes”

Buck hears some mumbling then your voice comes back on.

“Nat says don’t bother calling back cause she’ll be taking my phone after this.”

“What’s this show you're going to?”

You laugh "aww come on Buck what happens in Vegas…” You say trailing off

“No, come on sweetheart you’ve got to tell me something.”

“Nope nuh-uh I can't! it's top secret...but maybe I can show you when I get back.” You add in a sultry tone “Ohh crap now that’s Wanda and Maria, I really have got to go. Love you Buck see you in a few days!!” You say hanging up before he has a chance to reply.

Two more days till your home, and two more weeks before the big day. God he can’t wait to Marry you.

[purplehanfu]

KinnPorsche: Episode 5

notes: Spoilers! Ep 04 /// TOC /// Ep 06

Kinn is waiting for Porsche to wake up. When he does, Porsche asked what happened and who would want to target him. Kinn says "You work for a crime syndicate now, don't take the attempted murder so personally". Kinn does not mention what happened the night before, and it's unclear if Porsche remembers.

Kim brings his dad a tray of deep fried dough sticks and when he sees dad isn't in the office he starts snooping. 

He messes with the wall clock pendulum and instead of getting yelled at for touching great-great-gramma's clock that she brought with her all the way from Alsace, when Kim does it a previously locked drawer in the office slides open. 

He rifles through the drawer and finds a Filofax with two red handprints on one of the pages. 

Unfortunately Kim is interrupted by Dad returning. Kim asks his dad about Porsche's background. Then the two stare at each other while tense background music plays. They don’t even eat the donuts.

Kinn also visits his dad. Instead of asking "why did you spend three million dollars on an ugly necklace at that auction last night?" Dad talks generically about business as the two play chess. Then Kinn confesses he's not focused today because Porsche was drugged last night. As a boss shouldn't I take care of him? Yes says Dad, but take care of does not mean sleep with. Zing.

Glad Dad has time to keep up on all the latest gossip. Don't these people ever do any crimes?  

That evening Tankhun is feeding his fish and knows Kim is up to something. Kim calls Chay and asks if he wants a guitar tutor.

All of a sudden it’s a bodyguard CrossFit competition. Kinn calls Porsche a failure as a bodyguard and makes him do the worm crawl across the gym floor shirtless and with his hands tied behind his back.

please, he's way finer than Gretzky

Afterwards in the bathroom Porche remembers everything from his encounter with Kinn. He falls into a deep reverie. Pete tells him he looks awful, then drops a bombshell- Pete says Tankhun has done the same to him. 

Porsche looks disgusted on Pete’s behalf. Then Pete reveals he meant the physical punishment, not the sexxxin.

It’s Getting Dark in Here

Both the lighting and the psychological tone get dark. Kinn has a new temporary romantic acquaintance come visit. Porsche takes the night off to go to Yok's bar with Tankhun. Porsche gets frisky with a lady customer from the bar; but all he can think about is Kinn. 

Kinn is getting busy with his date for the evening, but all he can think about is Porsche. 

Neither of them can finish the deed.

At the end of the evening Tankhun needs to be carried out of the bar. Vegas shows up on his new bike. Porsche and Vegas bond over a shared love of cherry red motorcycles.

This is the happiest we’ve seen Porsche in quite some time.

wait till you see his Pilates studio!

They end the ride with a promise to be bros. Porsche heads inside where Kinn has fallen asleep in a chair while waiting up for him. Arguing ensues.

But... Engineering!

Meanwhile Porchay is preparing to throw it all away on a music degree. He visits Kim for some guitar lessons and Kim suggests they write a song about Porsche. Chay you dumbass, he's just trying to get info on your brother. 

Kim borrows Chay's phone so he can snoop through it. Strategic intel gathered: Porsche is a cool guy, loves his little brother and is good at everything. Phone gallery- cats and food. 

Chay charms Kim as they work on the song together. For some reason the song “Just a Friend” by the incomparable Biz Markie popped into my head as Chay and Kim collaborated. Probably because I had the volume turned all the way down during this musical interlude and Biz Markie turned all the way up (see the bonus round below for the unfortunate result of that).

Hot Water

After the argument with Kinn, Porsche goes home to visit his brother for a week.

This week’s sponsor appears to be the very boring Stiebel Eltron tankless water heater which we see for two seconds before the camera lovingly slides down Porsche's body as he showers.

Back at bodyguard HQ Kinn visits Porsche's roommate Pete. Pete has surprisingly insightful advice for a man with no pants on, telling Kinn to be patient and calm when speaking to Porsche.

Kinn pays Porsche a visit and crashes his BBQ with friends. Kinn then tries to be the patient, sensitive boyfriend/mafia boss. 

It leads to more arguing which is interrupted by the appearance of masked gunmen. 

Kinn and Porsche are abducted and thrown in the back of a truck. As per the rules of dramas, they are handcuffed together so we can get some HIStory3: Trapped style shenanigans in the next episode. 

Cue an action sequence with plenty of car chases, motorcycle crashes, and shooting. At the end of the episode the truck crashes and we see that Kinn and Porsche have made their escape.

Bonus Round: Songwriting w/Kim

(to the tune of Just a Friend by Biz Markie)

Have you ever had a bodyguard you tried to stalk; But his brother was clueless and wouldn't talk? Let me tell you the story of my frustration; He was just another piece of my investigation. The way that we met was on a career day tour I autographed the uniform shirt that he wore; He had hearts in his eyes and a song in his heart; so I knew I could reel him in right from the start. I whispered in his ear come to my recording booth; So I can ask you some questions to see if you've got the proof.

Ep 04 /// TOC /// Ep 06

Master list of all recaps

[wisdomofme]

Julie and the Phantoms Fic Recs

The JatP Fandom has gone above and beyond when it comes to good fics! I wanted to share with you guys a handful of my favourite ones that I think you might all enjoy (I won’t lie, most of them are Juke)

Don’t forget to comment and let the authors know exactly how much you love their amazing work!!

(all of these fics are on Ao3) ** most recently added

OneShots

a holy thing (to love what death has touched) by heartofwinterfell ** (Juke) (Soulmate AU) - Julie Molina’s words have been grey since the day she was born // I know we all love a good soulmate AU so here’s one that made me smile all the way through it!!

and i know i’ve kissed you before, but i didn’t do it right (can i try again?) by Ephemeral_Joy (Juke) (Modern AU)  - Luke and Julie break up, but if feels more like growing up // Look, LOOK. I know it’s hard to get past the angst of the break up but you gotta. Do it for me, do it for this 19k longshot, do it for YOURSELF. This is a masterpiece and you all better read it.

close my eyes and jump by HomebodyNobody  (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Julie and Luke talk and bask in the fact that handholding is now a possibility // Ultra fluffy cute! Immediately post season 1 Juke just loving the fact they can touch each other now.

favorite t-shirt by jellie_bean ** (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Luke drives Julie to distraction after their first real date // Luke writes Julie a song but it’s cute instead of sad for once and I loVE IT!!

Hallucinations by jatpfan ** (Family) (Post Season 1) - Ray starts seeing hallucinations of Julie’s band around the house. It’s weird // I loved this fic so much! I have a real soft spot for Ray so it was nice to see a fic in his perspective.

Here in Front of Me (Shining So Much Brighter than I Have Ever Seen) by 8ucky8arnes  (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Luke flirts with Julie while in class. It’s… distracting // I giggled my way through this entire fic! I could totally see this happening in the show if they really decided to pursue the Juke relationship. I mean, I can hope!!

i once believed love would be burnin’ red (but it’s golden, babe) by Ephemeral_Joy (Juke) (Post Season 1) - The boys try to figure out what their unfinished business is. It has consequences // A very soft fic that made me feel all the butterflies, if you like this one definitely check out the rest of Ephemeral_Joy’s fics!

I’m Scared of My Piano by emullz  (Juke) (Missing Scene) - Luke and Julie writing music together (between episodes 3 & 4) // Very adorable and made me WISH we had gotten this in the show! Absolutely adorable

Is it cool that I said all that? by smol_fangirl (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Julie can’t sleep but Luke helps // A super sweet fic that feels like being wrapped in the orbit of these two characters. Just a lot of small soft moments that kept making me smile.

i’ve had the time of my life by dearhappy (Friendship) (AU) - The ‘New Girl’ AU you didn’t know you needed but definitely DO! // If you know anything about New Girl then you know that the boys work perfectly as well… the boys. So funny and got me thinking of all my fave New Girl moments with the JatP crew.

Struck a Chord by Anonymous (Friendship) (Missing Scene/ Post Season 1) - Luke and Alex get into a fight. Reggie freaks out (Julie makes everything better) // A really bittersweet Reggie centric fic. Reading this made me hope for some amazing season 2 development for him.

try to change the ending (peter losing wendy). by lukesjulie (Juke) (Future Fic) - Julie falls in love with Luke but life moves on // OW! Like, real sad hours here guys. So, SO, worth the read but be ready for the rain before the rainbow.

unsaid julie by unsaidjulie (juggyjones)  (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Luke writes Julie a song about his feelings. It’s a process // Look, I won’t lie, this fic hurt me a little in ways I didn’t expect. But it was SO worth it. Pining Luke? Yes PLEASE!

we all got a second act inside of us by keep_swinging, rainstorm97 (Juke) (Post Season 1) - Luke’s curse doesn’t break // Seeing Luke in pain hurts but not as much as watching him try to cover it up. An amazing fic that I highly recommend.

MultiChap

A Lesson in Chemistry by Slytherin_Princess_Nysa ** (Juke) (Soulmate AU, Alive in 2020 AU) (Incomplete) - The first words Luke’s soulmate says to him are etched along his ribcage. He’s not too worried about finding out who they belong to // In this house WE STAN SOULMATE AU’s!! Get ready for some mutual pining here kids.

A Familiar Picture by captainkippen (Juke) (Alive in 2020 AU) (Complete) - a 5 + 1 of Julie realizing she loves Luke (and the 1 time she realized he loved her back) // I am such a SUCKER for these fics but REGGIE IS ALSO JULIE’S STEPBROTHER IN THIS?!?! Perfection. Literal Perfection.

Family Matters by morganoconner  (Family) (Post Season 1) (Complete) - Ray accidently adopts a few ghost kids // Okay, to start off with, Ray NEEDS more love and this fic GIVES IT. The best Ray focused fic I’ve seen (also technically has Willex and Juke but they aren’t the focus. Family is <3)

Feels like I’ve opened my eyes again by ICanSpellConfusionWithAK  (Juke) (Season 2 Speculation Fic) (Incomplete) - After everything that’s happened with Julie and her band, she’s tired. She doesn’t stop being tired // This fic is crazy good and has an INSANE update schedule (I have theories on where this may go and I hope they’re right!)

Give me something that’ll haunt me when you’re not around by smol_fangirl (Juke) (Missing Scene) (Complete) - Luke writes Julie an Unsaid Emily // This is one of the sweetest, saddest fics you will find. It takes place before the Orpheum and the FEELINGS that Luke has. This made me wish I could hug fictional characters. Now with a SECOND CHAPTER that RUINED ME even more!!!

Linger by apocalyvse, keep_swinging & rainstorm97 (Juke, Willex) (Season 2 Speculation Fic) (Incomplete) - Caleb vs Julie in (not) Ghost wars // The plot is so amazingly intriguing, every update gets me so excited!! (Julie with powers? JULIE WITH POWERS!)

Love Drunk by captainkippen ** (Juke) (Alive in 2020 AU) (Incomplete) - After a show (and a big night) in Las Vegas Luke and Julie accidently get hitched // Accidental marriage AU- ACCIDENTAL MARRIAGE AU! It’s here guys and it’s FILLED with funny/ sweet moments!

sweet dreams are made of this (who am i to disagree?) by juliemolina (nnegan13) (Juke) (Season 2 Speculation Fic) (Incomplete) - Julie and Luke share a dream after the events of season 1. It doesn’t bode well for Julie // The pure EMOTION in this fic gets me every time. Also, protective Luke is not something I knew I needed till I had it.

The Cheerleader Effect by Bluefire510 (Juke) (Post Season 1) (Incomplete) - Julie wears Luke’s clothes and it breaks his brain // This is like the quintessential Juke fic. Do you want fluff? Second hand embarrassment as Luke blue screens? Read it. 

Unfinished Business by captainkippen (Juke, Willex) (Alive in 2020 AU) (Incomplete) - Julie moves to a new school and meets ‘the boys’ // This fic has so much promise already and I can just FEEL how good it’s gonna get. I am DYING to watch the pining in real time.

Series

Julie the Vampire Slayer by pearlcaddy ** (Juke, Willex) (Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU) (Ongoing) - The adventure of Julie the Vampire Slayer, her ghost Watcher Luke and their Scooby Gang // This may be one of the best AU’s I have ever read. I didn’t think it could work but pearlcaddy does SO MUCH to bring it to life! You won’t regret reading this!

I have definitely missed a ton of amazing fics but I’ll do my best to update this list as I find more!