#swearing in english feels like i'm having my arm tied on my back it's never quite as impactful smh

[icharchivist]

I appreciate your rant about the specifics and nuance of French language and culture and as a person who doesn't speak French, I also think "shut the fuck up" is more appropriate in this context, because that is simply how you're supposed to deal with transphobes :)

aww i'm glad it served a nice insight!

Like, i do think translations are also an interpretative job and everything but. yeah, there's definitely times where the background helps, and in most cases personally i'd say to not hesitate to really translate the swear words as is. French people /also/ consider them vulgar, it's just that vulgarity isn't as big of a deal as in English if that makes sense? So trying to make it less vulgar so it hits correctly feels a like missing the point and would also be a case by case situation if you really want to showcase that "in this context it's not as vulgar so for an english person i should make it less vulgar"

but in this case it's a clear "shut the fuck up". He even specifically says "ohhh, ta gueule", and the "ooh" onomatopoeia here is really used to show your annoyance. It's like almost spitting the way you sigh to show you're genuinely pissed. Like you're charging your insult like a fighting game attack before sending your punch.

Honestly "Ta gueule" is really in this spot where you already don't say it kindly to people, if you do it's meant to be playfully vulgar, like you'd gently punch a friend on the shoulder, but at worst it's still meant to be a punch.

Add this "oooh" and it really shows you really pissed off the person telling you to shut it, and that they're genuinely cutting you out so you don't try to keep your point.

and imo this is what makes this "Ta Gueule" so good because YEAH. this is how you reply to a transphobe. You don't even let them go on with their argument, you genuinely just tell them to shut the fuck up while showing that you're annoyed by their very existence and that they're a waste of breath.

I haven't watched the Groland since i was a kid (i was never a fan so i'd only catch it if my parents were watching it), so when i saw this clip i was genuinely happy that they were using their platform which *would* attract mostly edgy people, and ended up being really serious and sweet on the "and you're happy" part (his voice is extremely gentle there for instance, from what i recall of his way to present the show otherwise), while also making it clear that if you're going to oppose to that happiness you have no place in any type of debate.

The whole point of the skit is "don't debate with bigots" and also, don't be kind to them. they deserve the slap in the face to know that they're wasting everyone's time and are the most annoying person in the room.

France isn't progressive when it comes to trans rights, it's been a uphill battle for the past years (there's also something about how the bigotted debates we get that aren't directly linked to actuality are usually like "American bullshit argument but 5 years later"). A lot of other chanels like Cnews (not to confuse with Canal+) are absolutely vile about it (the equivalent would be Fox News in the US).

So it /is/ nice that this program is actually tackling it like this, and the violence of the "shut the fuck up" is the point. Everything about it is meant to be a slap in the face, it's meant to be kind of humiliating to the person receiving it.

which is what transphobes deserve so, justice to our way to tell people to shut the fuck up!!

[ellies-little-thing]

"I'm sorry I didn't see you there. I was too busy mmmmm'blocking out the haters."

My masterlist <3

pairing: bullie!ellie williams x fem!reader

Warnings: Mean Ellie ,Modern Ellie; swearing; fluf; arguing; ;  smut; reader is referred as she/her; readers first time with a girl; reader has a vagina; drinking; harassment; Kind of proofread; English is not my first language. Where i live 18 is the legal age to strat drinking.

Author's notes: I love mean Ellie. I dont know if this is very good, i tried my very best and had fun with it. Enjoy my take on bullie!ellie! I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs, comments and feedback are always welcome! <3 (sorry, i have vines living in my head rent free)

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DNI

w/c: 25.2k

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High-school was never easy. The teachers yelling at you even if a pen fell, the stares of other students in the hallway, and then there's Ellie. It's your last year, you just turned 18 a few weeks ago. You were never very popular and people picked on you constantly so you tried to keep to yourself. But at least you had your friend Amy beside you.

Ellie was the school bully. No one dared to argue with her, they knew she'd make them regret it. This year it looked like you had become her target yet again. You knew each other since when you were kids and ever since she'd treat you like shit. And she didn't even feel bad for it. She was a bit of a playboy and liked flirting with other girls, but with you? She was just plain mean. She always had a smug expression on her face and always hung out with her group of equally stupid friends. She was constantly nagging you to make her papers and give her the right answers to every test. She wasn't the brightest to say it nicely. She'd always make fun of you in front of the whole school.

Ellie was mean, yes, but she was also very attractive. No wonder she had almost every girl at her mercy. Every week you could see her with a new one. Ellie was tall. She had beautiful shoulder length auburn hair almost always tied in a half bun. She was pale with freckles all over her face. She wasn't the most feminine of girls but her features were soft. Her eyes were a light green that shone in the light. Her smile was beautiful too, even though most of the times you saw it was when she made fun of you just for fun.

"You think you can just give me the wrong answers to the math test and get away with it?" Ellie snapped, as she shut your locker. Ah right, the math test. She looked at you, demanding for an answer. You were so tired of her that you decided to give her the wrong answers to teach her a lesson.

“I'm tired of you.” You say not looking at her, opening your locker again.

Ellie just stares at you in disbelief, her hands on her hips. "You hear me, dummy? I'm talking to you." She doesn't care that this whole hallway is now staring at you two. "Do you have an answer for me or are you just too dumb for it?'

“You're the dumb one for needing the answers to the test!” You respond in a dry tone but annoyed.

The crowd laughs and you feel yourself blushing. Ellie notices that, and chuckles as she steps closer to you. She puts her hand on your shoulder and stares at you with a mocking grin.

"You're not too bright, right? I mean, you're really asking for me to beat the shit out of you. Do I really need to explain everything to you, dumbo?"

“Leave me alone.”  You walk away. You’re tired of Ellie and her attitude towards you.

“You know you can't just walk away.” Ellie grabs your arm and forces you to stay. "I'm not done with you, dummy." She grins, noticing that her behavior scares you a bit but she doesn't seem to care.

“Fuck you Ellie.” You spat back.

"Aw, did I hurt your little feelings? That's cute." She looks at you, smiling. "What are you gonna do about this? Cry?"

“Why are you so annoying?” You say as you try to get her to let go of you.

"I could ask you the same question, dumbass?" Ellie rolls her eyes and then looks at you, grinning. She gives you a shove against the wall before walking away as the rest of the people laugh at you.

You walk away from there as fast as you can, without running. You hear laughter behind you, but you just continue walking and go to your classroom.  When you enter your classroom, you notice that Ellie has already taken one of the front seats and looks at the professor with an annoyed expression.

You take your seat, trying not to look at Ellie. You feel her staring at you but you ignore her. Time passes by and the class ends. You decide to stay in your classroom to finish some homework you didn't get to do over the weekend. It was a bad idea. As you sit at your desk, you feel someone tap your shoulder. It can only be Ellie.

“What now?” You ask annoyed.

You look behind you and see that, indeed, Ellie is standing behind you, smiling at you. "Thought you can hide from me?" She grabs a seat and places it next to yours and sits down.

“I'm starting to think you're obsessed with me.” You say, looking at your books.

Ellie smiles, noticing your cheeks are a bit red. "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not." She looks at you and then looks away. From time to time, she glances at you and smiles. You just keep doing your homework as if she wasn't there. Ellie suddenly leans toward you, her face close to yours. She looks at you, grinning. "Can I ask you a question now?"

“No.” You say, still focused on your reading.

"Oh, please? It's just one question. It won't kill you." Ellie stares at you, waiting for your answer.

“I might kill you.” You say angry.

Ellie laughs. "Oh, I would really like to see you try.” She leans closer to you, her green eyes looking into yours. "Come on, it's just a question."

“Fine…”

"Did you like when I humiliated you in front of the whole hallway?" Ellie chuckles. She looks at you, waiting for your answer. You just ignore her, you're really not in the mood. Ellie just chuckles again and leans even closer to you. Your heart starts pounding in your chest, you get uncomfortable when Ellie stands that close to you.

"It's not nice to ignore people, you know?”

“It's not nice to hurt people, you know?” You say in the same tone as she spoke to you and look at her angrily.

Ellie doesn't seem to care. Instead she looks at you, noticing that your cheeks are pink. "It's just teasing, right? We should have some fun." Ellie then smiles at you.

“Go have fun with your friends.” You dismiss her.

"What? You don't want some alone time with me?" Ellie grins before whispering something in your ear. Something only you can hear.

“No, I don't.” You still don't look at her.

"Are you sure?" Ellie smiles as she strokes your hair. She looks at you before leaning closer. You feel her lips just inches away from yours. "I think I want to kiss you."

Your heart is pounding, you feel really uncomfortable with her so close to you. “Don't touch me!”

"Why not?" Ellie runs her fingers through your hair again, her lips still close to yours. "I think you like it."

“Go back to your girlfriends.” You just want her to leave you alone

"I don't have one right now. Besides, you're way hotter than any girl in this school could ever be." Ellie giggles. She looks at you, her gaze is intense now. Your cheeks are burning and she sees it.

“Stop it, get away!”

"You see? You're blushing. I told you you like it." Ellie touches your cheek and strokes it slowly, her fingers gentle. "I know you feel something for me."

“Yes, disgust.” You say in a serious tone.

"Then why are you blushing?" Ellie smiles and strokes your hair again, looking at you. "You want me to stop, but you're not going away. Why?"

You quickly pack up your things and get up.

"Aww, running away so soon? I thought I touched a sensitive spot in you, darling." Ellie laughs and watches you leave. "Maybe next time you'll do what I say."

You walk out of the classroom. Ellie smiles to herself as you leave. She notices that you didn't look back at her, but she feels accomplished. She finally got your attention.

You go to the bathroom and close yourself in one of the stalls. You lock the stall door and notice that you're shaking. Why are you like that? It's just Ellie, right? You try to calm yourself down but you get stuck in your mind, wondering why this encounter made you so nervous… “I hate her.” You think to yourself. You hate her, you want her to leave you alone, but there's some part of you that's enjoying this. You don't know why but it makes your chest burn. Is there something wrong with it? But then, this is Ellie, right? And she's mean to everyone, there's no way she could make you... feel that way. It's just a silly thought, you tell yourself.

You calm yourself and get out. You feel better now. Ellie probably won't bother you again after this, right? You walk out of the stall and wash your hands before going back to your classroom. You notice that the hallway is empty, everyone went home already. Only you and Ellie are still at school.

You decide to go home instead and walk towards the exit. As you head for the exit, you feel someone tap your shoulder. You turn around and see Ellie. She grins at you, her hands on her hips. "Leaving so soon? I thought we had some unfinished business." Ellie chuckles.

“I'm going home.” You say in a stern voice, not looking at her.

"Well, I'm going with you." Ellie stares at you, still grinning.

“No, thanks very much. I'd rather get hit by a truck.” You say dryly.

"What if I won't let you go without me?" Ellie leans on the wall, watching you. "I think you need some company on your way home."

“I don't.”

Ellie rolls her eyes, but still follows you. After around 15 minutes, you arrive at your house. You can already hear your parents fighting inside. Ellie chuckles, but doesn't speak. She just looks at you, waiting to see your next move.

“Can you go away now?” You ask calmly.

"What, scared of me coming inside?" Ellie grins, pushing you slightly but then letting you enter first. You open the door and enter the house. Your parents fight loudly, their voices hurting your ears. You look back at Ellie and notice that she's coming inside as well. You push her out and close the front door, then you go to your bedroom without your parents hearing or noticing you.

It was a Friday, at least you didn't have to see her again for two days. A few minutes later you get a text from your friend Amy. “Hey! I heard there's a party tonight at Jenny's place. You want to come?”

Jenny used to be your friend but then she started hanging out with Ellie and they dated for a while. You haven't spoken to her in ages but what harm could a party do? It would be nice to spend some time with your friend Amy and relax for a few hours. You decided to say yes to her invitation. You then picked an outfit for the party. You chose a black top and some high waisted jeans with your converse. Put on some makeup and went to meet up with Amy so you could walk to the party together.

“Hey Amy! You look really nice today.” You say as you meet her at the designated location you had agreed to. Amy wasn't very tall, she had beautiful long black hair and was rocking an amazing cat eyeliner with a little black dress. It really looked good on her. You both walk to the party as you catch up with each other in a bit of small talk.

“Hey, I heard what Ellie said to you today, are you feeling okay?” Amy asked you with concern on her face.

“Yeah, she's just a jerk. It's whatever.” You smile at her not wanting to talk about it, really. She holds your hand as you two enter the house. It was 9 pm and there were already a load of people there. You went to the kitchen to get a drink. You wanted to forget what happened today so you got something strong and downed it in one go, before pouring it again and poured something else for Amy as well and went back to give it to her. You danced for a bit with her and you two were having a good time, when you noticed someone in the corner of your eye. It was none other than Ellie, and she was staring at you from the other side of the room with a drink in her hand whilst having her other arm over a random girl. Amy’s boyfriend James arrived at the party and joined you. He was on the football team but he was a nice guy. You suddenly felt really nervous and excused yourself to go to the bathroom. Amy understood and continued dancing with her boyfriend.

As you were about to close the door to the bathroom you felt some resistance. You were stunned as Ellie entered and closed the door behind her. She was now looking you dead in the eyes. You feel her hands on your shoulders so you don't run away. She's not letting you go that easily. The sound of the music outside gets louder. You felt like a trapped animal with her looking at you up and down.

"Oh come on. You know you want me here. Let's have some fun." Ellie smiles at you, not backing down.

“Ellie, go away please.” You say with a trembling in your voice. You were scared of her.

"Oh, come on. We can have some fun. Don't worry about it, they'll never know. I'll be your little secret." Ellie grins as the voices outside get louder and louder.

“I don't want you here.” You looked at her and your hands were starting to shake.

Ellie pushes you gently against the wall and strokes your hair. "Hey now, don't be so dramatic dear. Just listen to your feelings. What do they tell you?" Ellie leans closer to you, giggling quietly. You try to get away from her. You push her away and try to go for the door. For a moment, you think you're gonna make it... until you feel her hand grab your arm. "Darling, I know you want this. You can't escape me." Ellie says, her voice soft and gentle.

Your heart is pounding in your chest. “You are being a stalker.” You say as she pulls you towards her.

"Oh, come on darling. I just have a crush on you, that's all." You listen as Ellie continues to speak. You can't believe this. You're afraid that Ellie might hurt you or something, but she just keeps talking to you... with such a gentle tone that you might think it's true. "I can't help that you're so attractive. I want to kiss you, hold you in my arms, I want to be with you forever."

“You're just making fun of me.” You can't look at her, so you look down at the floor.

"No, you silly. Can't you see that I really mean what I say? You're so cute, so hot…" Ellie chuckles but then her face turns serious. "Listen, I like you, I always did." Ellie smiles, stroking your hair again. She looks at you with a cocky expression as if you were just going to melt at her words. "Give me a chance, will you? I promise I'll make you happy."

“I don't like you.” You say with anger in your voice.

"Oh, but I like you, sweetie. I like you a lot." Ellie keeps stroking your hair and leans closer to your face. "C'mon, let me kiss you. I know I can make you feel better. Just let me make you happy..."

“No.” You try to make her let go of you.

"Please. One kiss..." Ellie leans closer, her breath warm on your face. It feels uncomfortable and you feel scared, but she's so close to you. So close that you could kiss her by accident. She smiles gently, her eyes fixed on your mouth. "Please,. Just one kiss and I'll never bother you again..." You turn your face away, as you can't do anything else since she has you pinned to the wall.

"Oh, stop it." Ellie grabs you by the chin and forces you to look at her. As you are face to face now, she puts her other hand on your shoulder. "Don't pull away, you'll enjoy it." Her voice is still soft and gentle, she's trying to convince you to kiss her.

You swat her hand away as soon as she touches you. Ellie lets go of your chin but she doesn't let you go. Her grin has now turned into a smirk. "Don't fight yourself like that, you little brat. You know you want to be kissed by me and I'm not going to take no for an answer." Ellie leans closer and grabs your chin again, this time with both hands. She smiles, her eyes burning with desire. She leans closer, her mouth just milliseconds away from yours. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you can feel yourself melting.

“I'm not a brat!” You push her away with all your strength but Ellie doesn't let you push her. "Oh, I see that I touched a sensitive spot in you, darling." Ellie moves closer, her hand on your cheek and her face almost touching yours. "It's alright. Everything is going to be alright. Just give me that kiss and you'll see." She smiles. "Please just give me a kiss."

“Stop please…” You were really starting to panic and you were about to start crying. Ellie doesn't stop, she just leans closer and closer to your lips. "C'mon, you will enjoy it I swear." She then grins at you. "You can't resist my charms, no one can." Ellie puts her arms around your waist and pulls you closer.

You can't move, as much as you want to. "That's a good girl, don't try to move. Trust me, you're going to love it." Ellie's smile is now so big that it looks like her lips are going to burst. Her face is now very close to yours. You can see all of Ellie's desire in her eyes, her lips barely a few centimeters from yours.

You can't look at her so you just close your eyes and turn your face away. Ellie smiles and pulls your chin towards her. "Don't be afraid. Don't turn your face away. I want to look at your lovely face while I kiss you." She says it gently, with a sweet tone of voice. "I just want to kiss you. One tiny little kiss." Ellie caresses your cheek and strokes your hair. "C'mon, look at me."

“I don't want you to touch me, leave me alone.” You say to her, almost like a plea.

Ellie seems upset but you can tell that she's not going to give up. She leans closer and strokes your hair again, a smile on her face. "Look at me, you look even more beautiful when you're blushing." She looks at your lips as her hand is still stroking your hair. "Just a tiny kiss. A kiss on the cheek, I promise I'll stop after that."

You look up at her, uncomfortable. Seeing that she succeeded at making you open your eyes, Ellie caresses your face, her hands now gentle and soft. You notice how close she is, her breath warming up your face as she smiles. You can smell the alcohol coming out of her. "See? That wasn't so hard." Ellie looks at your mouth. "Can't you just give me that kiss? One tiny little kiss?"

“Just so you can make fun of me in front of the whole school again?” You say in a louder, now angrier tone.

"Of course not. I really like you, I promise." Ellie stares at your lips. You don't know what she's going to say next. "I... really like the shape of your lips..." Ellie caresses your cheek and slowly leans closer.

“You are drunk, leave me alone.” Ellie kisses your lips gently. It feels warm and soft, and at the same time your whole body feels alive. Ellie smiles as she pulls away, caressing your cheek again. "Was it that hard?" Ellie's face is now less than an inch away from yours. "I know you want more." You are in a state of shock right now. She leans closer, her breath warm on your face. You can feel her lips touching yours again. Ellie caresses your hair and smiles at you. You can't speak or move, you're frozen from fear and panic.

"Do you like what I'm doing?" Ellie smiles again, her lips still touching yours. "I think I like you a lot. I like how your lips feel on mine, I like when you look at me with that blush on your cheeks, this is so hot." Ellie keeps kissing you for a while, her hands on your face, caressing your hair, then your lips. She pulls away after a few minutes, just to smile at you again, caressing your cheek. "See?"

“You got what you wanted, now leave me alone!” You push her away and bolt to the door unlocking it.

"Oh, I'll get what I want again, don't worry." Ellie grabs you again and stares at you, still close to your face. It's as if she could kiss you anytime she wanted to. "But... I wanna do more, come on don't be boring. Let me have some fun too. Ellie grabs your chin, just like she did before. She locks the door again. "Let me touch you..."

You move your face away, trying not to look at her. Ellie grabs your chin again, this time more strongly. "I asked you to let me touch you, it's not that hard. Besides... I know you want me to." Ellie grins at you and moves closer, putting her hands on your waist, sliding towards your stomach.

“No I don't! You're disgusting!” You try to push her way again. This time, Ellie doesn't let you go. She holds you with strength, so you can't push her away. "I can't let you go, you're mine now." Ellie's hands move from your waist to your legs and then to your thighs, still grinning. "You know you're already mine. Come on, don't be shy."

“Please stop…” You were about to cry and she could see the tears in your eyes forming.

"I am just touching you." Ellie caresses your thighs again, moving her hand slowly upwards. "What's wrong? Isn't your body mine?" Her smile is now bigger and her eyes are glowing. "Don't worry, I'm not going to go too far. I just need a little more." She licks her lips, her breath hot on your face. "I want you and you want me."

“I don't want you, you're delusional and just plain drunk.” You spat at her with rage.

Ellie smirks. "Do you think telling me that is going to stop me?" She caresses your thighs again, going higher and higher. Her hands moving slowly to your hips. "Don't be shy..." Ellie's gaze is fixed on your face. She stares at you with a big smile and sparkling eyes, as if she thought you were the most beautiful thing in the world.

“Consent isn't important to you?” You ask seriously. Ellie chuckles again. "Sweetie, I just take what I want." She moves her hand towards your stomach, gently touching your abbs. "You can't escape me, I'm too fast for you." She leans forward. "And you can't resist me either." Ellie's smile is so full of desire and passion, it's hard not to be attracted to her. She speaks slowly, almost seductively. "Don't you like what I'm doing, little one? Just be honest."

“You're just turning this into an assault, stop touching me!” You push her away succeeding this time and she falls down from the alcohol.

"No, baby, I'm not. I'm just playing with you." Ellie gets up and caresses your waist again, her hands gently moving downward. "I don't think you want me to stop."

You pushed her away again but she's stronger and bigger than you. Ellie still doesn't let you go. "Oh, you're so cute when you try to resist. Don't worry, I'll make you break." Ellie keeps caressing you and moving her hands slowly to your hips. "C'mon, don't make me force you."

“Stop!” You say desperately. Ellie leans closer and grabs your chin with both her hands. "No, I'm not going to stop. You're mine and you can't resist me. Stop resisting, it's useless." Ellie chuckles and continues caressing you. Her fingers now sliding along your hips. "I don't think you want to resist. I think that deep down, it feels good."

“I'll call Amy and her boyfriend will beat the shit out of you for this!” You threaten her.

Ellie just laughs, her fingers still sliding along your hips. "Oh, you think you can scare me? How cute." Ellie smiles. She's still so close to you, it's hard to focus on anything else. "Now let me show you how much I like you." Ellie leans closer to you and her lips are almost touching yours again. "Just one little kiss. I'll let you go, I promise. Don't be so sensitive."

You kick her in the groin hard. Ellie doesn't seem startled at all and still smiles at you as her face is now only a few centimeters away from yours. "I'm not going to stop even if you call your daddy, I promise." Ellie licks her lips. Her fingers are now sliding under your shirt. "So... you gonna call him or you'll just let me do my thing?"

You scream for help, hoping someone outside can hear you. Ellie smirks and gently holds your face so you don't move. "Awww, is the little girl in trouble? She can't even defend herself. Come on, let me give you just one little kiss." Ellie's voice is now full of seductiveness. You can feel her breath brushing against your face, it feels warm and her lips are so close to yours.

Someone knocks at the door after a few seconds. “Hey! Is everything alright in there?” As soon as she hears the door, Ellie immediately lets go of you. She smiles and turns her face away, pretending that nothing happened between the two of you. you bolt to the door and unlock it. It's Amy and her boyfriend. Then suddenly, Ellie's smile is gone. She turns back to you, her eyes hard and her face furious. There's a cold stare in her eyes.

"What's going on here?" Amy asks. Ellie stares at your friends, ready to defend herself and fight. No one really makes her angry since she's used to getting away with everything and bullying people.

“She's forcing herself on me, Take me away please.” Ellie rolls her eyes and looks at Amy, as if she didn't know what she was talking about. "What?! Are you crazy, I'm not forcing myself on her! I would never, she's lying!" Ellie has a smug expression on her face. In her eyes, you're the weird one in this situation and she's done nothing wrong.

“Amy? Please?” You go to her and hug her. Amy looks at you, surprised by your reaction and the way you're hugging her, shaking. But before she does anything, Ellie speaks again.

"Can I speak to you in private for a moment? Ellie smiles, trying to look innocent. "It's nothing serious, I just need to talk to you."

Amy holds you in her arms and starts walking out of there with you. Amy's boyfriend was super tall and strong, he was on the football team and he could easily beat Ellie up, he just gave her an angry look and she backed away immediately. Ellie looks at you silently, while you leave the party. She doesn't seem to want to give up without having her way.

As you walk out of the house and get into James's car so he'll take you home, you notice that she's still staring at you from the front door, with rage in her eyes.

As you arrive at your house, you thank Amy and James for bringing you home safe. You get out of the car and wave them goodbye. You enter your house and your parents are in bed already so you walk up the stairs trying not to make a sound. You go to your bedroom and lock the door. You sit on your bed, thinking about what just happened. You also think about Ellie and how you could make her pay for what she did to you.

You look at your phone and see a message from Ellie. You pick it up and read it.

"Hey, sweetie. You know what just happened... that was all your fault. You lied to your friends about me and now I'm mad. I'll see you at school on Monday, and I'll make sure you regret it."

“fuck you” Is all you respond to her. You get mad at her message but you also get a little scared. Ellie's message was fast and the "I'll make you regret it." At the end it is kinda threatening.

“I'd like to see you try!” You answered her message like that. Now you're challenging her, it's time to see who's going to win. But still, your head is full of questions. Is Ellie capable of hurting you? Or is that just a bluff? She'll come to school on Monday and only one thing is certain. You and Ellie will face each other again. You spend the weekend in bed, feeling sorry for yourself and thinking about what she'll do to you next time you see each other.

On Monday morning you wake up and prepare to go to school. You remember Ellie's message and wonder what's gonna happen. You wear a nice black shirt, a pair of jeans and some cool sneakers and put your hair in a braid. You want to look good at school today. You go downstairs and notice that your dad is already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. "Morning, darling. You're looking good today."

“Thanks dad.” You give him a small smile.

"You're welcome, sweetheart." Your dad smiles at you again before continuing to prepare your breakfast. Then he hands you a plate with toast, some fruits and a couple of eggs. "Eat up, you have school and it's important at least to have some breakfast in the morning."

You eat the breakfast he made for you. Your parents might be having a difficult time with each other but they'd never neglect you. You finish your breakfast and then go to your room to get your backpack. As soon as you come back, you say goodbye to your dad. "Goodbye, dad." Your dad smiles at you again. "Goodbye, kiddo. Have a great day at school, stay focused on your studies. I'll go pick you up at 5, deal?" He kisses you on the forehead before you could answer.

“Deal.” You say before leaving through the front door. But before you leave the house, you see a message from Ellie on your phone. She sent you a text message exactly 1 minute ago.

"See you at school, slut." What a nice thing to say to someone before you go to school, right? You feel bad for a second, then you decide to ignore the message. You lock your front door, put your headphones on and then leave for school. You're almost excited to see Ellie after her text message, you really can't wait to see which one of you is gonna win. “Can't wait to punch her in front of everyone…” You think to yourself.

When you arrive at school you look around and notice your classmates and teachers going to their classes. You walk straight to your classroom and enter. Your classmates and the teacher are already there. Ellie is sitting in the back with some of her friends, looking at you with a smug smile.

You walk and go sit next to Amy. Ellie notices this and her face turns into a frown. She wanted to make this school year a living hell for you, but now you're sitting with your friend Amy and she can't do anything until the class ends. You and Amy are really focused on your work. Ellie also tries to pay attention to the teacher, but she always seems to stare at you every few seconds with a cruel look in her eyes. When classes are over, Amy asks you if you want to go have lunch with her.

“Yeah, sounds good, I don't want to be alone today. After what happened at the party, you know?” Amy locks her arm with yours and you walk to the cafeteria together to grab lunch. You decide to try to have a conversation with her since you haven't talked to her today. While you're talking with Amy, Ellie comes and sits at the table right next to you.

You and Amy stay where you are and continue your lunch, ignoring Ellie. You both talk normally while Ellie keeps looking at you with a smug smile as if waiting to see if Amy will leave you alone. You're almost done with lunch, and you haven't seen Ellie interact with anyone else. She's just been waiting and staring at you. You continue eating, ignoring Ellie who's still looking at you, with her smug smile. What a weird girl, doesn't she know "no" means "no"? Amy also keeps eating, and you both keep talking about the tests you might have after lunch or even other subjects.

“Amy, I have to tell you something.” You told her what happened the day of the party with Ellie. Amy listens to your story and gets a shocked expression on her face. You weren't able to talk to her during the weekend so you told her now.

"Ellie did that to you? But why? What's the reason?" Amy looks very concerned right now. She looks at Ellie who's still smiling at you like she wants your attention.

"Don't speak to her, ok? You said something that pissed her off, if I were you I'd avoid her for a day or two." Amy smiles at you and continues having lunch with you giving you a reassuring smile and a light hug.

You keep ignoring Ellie, who seems a bit mad at you because you won't speak to her. But Amy is right, it's better to avoid Ellie's company. For the rest of this school day, you ignore Ellie's presence. She's still looking at you with a smug smile, but you decide not to give her what she wants: your attention.

Your dad arrives at five, as promised. "Hey, kiddo!" He greets you and hugs you. As you walk to the car, you think about your school day.

“What a day, huh? It was good that Amy was there to join you for lunch.” Ellie didn't bother you too much in class, in fact, she didn't talk to anyone today.

"All good at school, kiddo?" Your dad asks you this question as you both enter your car. He seems calm, he's not aware of what happened on friday. 

“Ellie tried to speak to Amy, tried to take her away from me...” You say shyly and a bit embarrassed.

"Take her away? What do you mean, kiddo?" Your dad's confused. He looks at you and waits for your answer.

“She bullies me dad…” A silence is formed in the car after you said this. Your dad finally gets a serious expression on his face, as if realizing what you meant. "So she bullies you? She picks on you every single day?" He looks at you, waiting for your answer. He looks mad now, but not at you. You simply nod.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. It shouldn't be like this. School is for learning, it's not time for bullying." A long silence is created. "Do you have exams tomorrow?" Your dad looks at you with a calm expression, it seems like his anger towards Ellie is gone now.

You feel like he's going to ignore what you just told him… “yeah i do, i should study.” As you get home you start going up the stairs to your bedroom.

"You should start studying for your exams. I will come call you up later for dinner, alright?" Your dad's words seem to distract you from the subject. He just wants to move on and forget what you said. You say goodbye to your dad and go to your room. You get all your books and start studying at your desk. You get ready for your exams and hope you do well on them. You are focused on your studies until you look at the time. You see that it's seven o'clock, and you notice you have 10 messages from Ellie. Your heart is beating faster. Ellie sent you 10 messages after school. You click on her chat, and you see the first message and it reads: "Y/N, come outside now."

You open the chat to reveal all 10 messages.

Message #2: "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IGNORING ME?"

Message #3: "Y/N, YOU SLUT, COME OUT RIGHT NOW."

Message #4: "WHAT KIND OF FRIEND are you, ignoring me."

Message #5: "I'M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU IF YOU DARE IGNORE ME AGAIN."

Message #6: "Y/N, PLEASE ANSWER THIS MESSAGE. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU."

Message #7: "DO YOU THINK YOU CAN IGNORE ME AND GET AWAY WITH IT? COME OUT NOW."

Message #8: "I KNOW YOU'RE IGNORING MY MESSAGES. ARE YOU SCARED OF ME OR SOMETHING?"

Message #9: "Y/N, I HATE YOU. YOU'RE THE WORST PERSON I'VE EVER MET. I HOPE YOU DIE."

Message #10: "Y/N, PLEASE ANSWER. THIS IS URGENT. I MUST TALK TO YOU."

“Just leave me alone!” You respond, it looks like she was outside your house earlier.

Your father walks to your room and knocks on your door. "Kiddo, open the door. We need to talk." Your dad walks inside your room, and he looks concerned. He closes the door and stays close to you, as if trying to comfort you. "Tell me again what Ellie did to you." His eyes seem sad, and he's not happy that you kept this a secret for so long. 

“She is mean to me every day…”

Your dad looks concerned, he doesn't know if you mean that Ellie tried to hurt you or do anything else. "You need to explain to me what happened, honey."

“She kissed me and tried to do other stuff…. But Amy came and she let me go.”

Your father's expression goes from concern to pure shock. He can't believe what you're saying right now. It takes him a moment to collect his thoughts and realize what you meant. "Ellie kissed you and tried to... do other stuff with you?" Your father's tone is calm but his expression says everything. He can't believe what's happening right now. "Are you sure about this?" You nod looking at the floor. "You're not... lying to me, right?" Your father seems even more concerned than before. He gets even closer to you, as if trying to protect you from something. He looks at you with a shocked expression. "Why'd she do that to you, hon? Did she say why she... try to do those things to you?" You show your dad the text messages you received from Ellie. His gaze goes to your phone, and he takes a minute to read everything Ellie sent you. Your dad looks at you, then at your phone, and then shakes his head. He can't believe this is happening. "Is this true? Did Ellie really try to do all those things to you?" Your father looks more worried than anything now.

“She did.” You say quietly.

"Why would Ellie try to do that to you? Did she say anything?" Your father looks confused and concerned. He never thought Ellie would do anything like this, she seemed like such a nice girl when he met her. He's surprised at what Ellie did to you. He doesn't want to believe it. "You did the right thing by telling me this, hun. Thank you. We'll find out about what's really happening."

“Thanks dad.” You say a bit relieved.

"No problem, kiddo." Your dad smiles at you and hugs you. "Don't you worry. We'll fix this. You don't have to worry about Ellie ever again, she's not gonna affect your life in any way." He looks at you with a soft smile. He sits beside you in your bed and puts your head on his shoulder, like he used to when you were a little kid. Your dad stays in your room with you for a while, until you tell him that you're gonna continue studying. "Alright, kiddo. Just make sure to call me if you need anything, ok?" Your dad smiles at you again, then he leaves you alone to study. You open your books again and continue studying. 

Time moves fast, when you notice  it's 10 pm already. You decide to take a break. You're tired and it's getting late, the exam is in a few hours, so you need to rest. You lie in your bed and try to sleep. But your thoughts don't let you rest. You're thinking about what happened earlier, and what Ellie will do. After a while, you notice your phone has a few messages from Ellie. You open your phone and read the messages from her.

The first one reads: "Y/N, I'M VERY SORRY FOR WHAT I DID. PLEASE, FORGIVE ME."

A second message arrives right after: "PLEASE, CAN WE TALK MORE LATER? IT'S VERY important."

“I'll not forgive you, you piece of shit!” You respond very angry at her.

You can't believe this! Ellie is messaging you, saying she's sorry for what she did? But she denied everything and even insulted you over messages! You don't wanna believe a word she's saying. But at the same time you feel confused. Ellie is acting in the most weird way possible. Why would she kiss you and then pretend it didn't happen at first, and then apologize for it just a few hours later? It doesn't make any sense. You decide to ignore Ellie's messages and try to sleep. You don't care about her and everything she did. You're too tired and don't want to think about it. You close your eyes and try to relax, but you can't sleep just yet. Ellie is invading your thoughts, even though you want to forget everything. You try to sleep, but it takes a while. The thoughts about your interaction with Ellie don't leave your mind. After an hour of trying to relax, you finally fall asleep.

Your rest is interrupted by your alarm that starts ringing 10 minutes before your exam begins. You wake up and sit in your bed. You're still tired, your exam day just started and you need to be focused. You get up from your bed and go to your bathroom. You take a quick shower, get dressed, and pick up your bag. You go downstairs to where your dad is and say good morning to him. "Morning, dad."

"Morning, kiddo. You look ready for school."

“See you after class dad.”

"Okay then, kiddo. I'll see you later, love you." You kiss your dad and leave your house. You make your way towards school, feeling a bit anxious about your exam and how you will face Ellie today.

You see the school in front of you, it's the big moment. You enter the building. You start walking towards the room where you and your classmates will have the exam. It's all quiet in the school corridors. People seem to be in a hurry, trying to get to their classrooms. As you walk towards your classroom, you feel your heart beating faster and faster. You don't know what to expect, but you feel a little anxious. After a few minutes of walking, you arrive. The door is ajar, you can hear the voices of your classmates inside.

You push the door and enter the classroom. You see the teacher in the front of the room, who is taking the exam papers and handing each one to every student. Ellie is not in her seat yet. She is standing with her friends, talking to them. You find your seat and sit on it. You're ready to take this exam, you will do your best. You decide to focus on your exam and ignore your classmates. You put yourself to it and start reading every question carefully. You think about every answer and write it on the paper. After an hour, you've finished the exam. You look at your paper and see all the answers you wrote down. You put your pen on the desk and wait for the teacher to collect the exams.

You get up from your seat and walk to the teacher's desk. They take your exam and say "thank you." You turn around and see Ellie getting up as well and delivering her own, approaching you. She looks mad. Her eyes are full of rage. She's not gonna wait for you to say anything.

Ellie looks at you, and for a moment, it seems like she's going to yell some offensive words towards you.  As you walk, you realize that Ellie is following you. She wants to talk about yesterday. She walks up to you and stops you from going to your locker. She speaks with a very serious tone: "I need to talk to you."

“What the fuck do you want?” You spat out with anger in your voice.

Ellie is very upset and you can see it in her expression. She doesn't want to stay quiet anymore. "I want to talk to you and I want you to listen to me, Y/N." She takes your hands to stop you from moving. "Don't try to ignore me this time. We haven't finished." She looks at your eyes, she's not angry, but annoyed that you're trying to run away. "Please, Y/N. Let's talk." You take your hands away from her and cross your arms. “Talk then!”

She looked at you, and then spoke. "Y/N, I messed up. I'm so sorry for everything I did to you." Ellie's tone changes, now she doesn't seem so mad. But her tone is different... sad, even. "I don't want you to hate me for this. I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed you." Ellie's voice changes again, as if she's trying to convince herself that what she did was wrong. "Don't stay mad at me. I'm sorry."

You close your locker and walk away from her. "Y/N, please." Ellie takes your arm and tries to get you to stop. "Can we talk about everything that happened? I messed up, I admit it... I'm really sorry." Ellie's voice is soft, she seems genuinely worried that you won't forgive her. She doesn't even sound angry anymore, you'd even say that there's some fear in her voice. "Can we at least talk about it? Please."

“You treat me badly in school everyday for years and then you try to make me do things I don't want to do with you!” You're filled with rage.

Ellie looks at you, trying to understand what you're saying. She's not mad anymore, she looks worried and even a bit scared. "Y/N, I know I made the worst mistake... but that doesn't mean that I have always been a bad person." Ellie's voice changes to a softer tone again. "We can talk about everything that happened yesterday. Please let me explain my actions. I was wrong, but don't judge me based on a single day only, please?"

“Explain then.” You look at her expecting her to start talking.

"Ok, I'll explain..." Ellie stays quiet for a few seconds, trying to find the right words to say at the moment. "Ok... Y/N, the truth is that I've been having feelings for you for a while now... I tried to hide it, but I can't deny it anymore. I was confused about my feelings at first, but on friday when I kissed you, I realized I had real feelings for you." Ellie looks at you with a worried expression. She's looking for your reaction.

You look at her confused.

"That's it." Ellie's expression changes again, she starts looking sad and even a bit upset. "I'm so sorry for treating you badly, you never deserved it. I just had so much confusion in my life, I was trying to deny my feelings for you." Ellie pauses for a moment, but she knows she needs to keep going. "I don't want you to hate me. I don't know what to do but I just wanted to say that I've been feeling this way since our middle school days."

“Why were you so mean for so many years? I don't understand.” You ask her with a sad tone.

"I don't want to sound like I'm making excuses, but I never meant to hurt you. I was just trying to mask my feelings for you with offensive comments and rude words." Ellie's expression changes, it seems like she just realized something and now she understands her own behavior. "Everything I said to you is just things that I said to myself, when I was struggling to accept my own feelings. You were just a victim... I'm sorry, Y/N. I was wrong."

“I need time to process this.” You say with tears in your eyes.

"Ok, Y/N. I understand you need time to process everything I've just told you. You don't have to answer right now, you can take your time." Ellie's expression changes again, she looks a bit hopeful that you might forgive her one day. "I know I made a lot of mistakes in my life, but I don't want my feelings for you to be one of them. I was young and stupid, and I know it's late to speak about it now, I'm so sorry..."

“Bye Ellie.” You then start to walk home alone. Ellie looks at you as you walk away. "Bye, Y/N! I hope we can talk again soon." Ellie smiles at you with a soft expression, just trying to let you go and have some alone time. She thinks about what just happened and tries to process everything.

You get home after school and go straight to your bed. You lay on it and think about what happened today. Ellie's behavior was very strange and inconsistent with everything she told you during middle school. Why would she kiss you and tell you all these things? You can't deny that part of you feels angry at Ellie, even if you want to forgive her. You pick up your phone and check your messages, your social media, and your games. You stay on your phone for a while, trying to distract yourself, but you can't really stop thinking about what Ellie said today. Is Ellie's revelation about having feelings for you for all those years true? Even if you want to believe her, you can't deny that something doesn't add up. Ellie treated you badly for so many years and suddenly she confesses all her feelings for you? You think that something isn't quite right...

You decide to open Ellie's texts and read them again, maybe you missed some important detail. You read the texts, she says she was attracted to you since middle school. She was confused about her feelings and tried to deny them with offensive comments. Maybe this is true, maybe Ellie always had feelings for you. Maybe Ellie always wanted to talk to you about this, but she never had the courage. But everything Ellie said to you, is it true? 

You text Ellie a simple "Hey" just to see what answer she would give you. Ellie texts you back after a few minutes.

"Hey..."

“So, about today…”

As soon as she sees the message, Ellie replies back. "Yes... About what I said today... I really meant it." Ellie's tone sounds a bit anxious, but you can still feel her concern in the message. "I hope you're not mad at me for being honest with you." It seems like Ellie wants to talk to you, but she's afraid that you won't forgive her.

“I'm not mad for your honesty, I'm just sad you treated me so badly all these years.” You start feeling tears forming in your eyes.

Ellie takes a minute, she wants to reply in a proper way. "I know I messed up. I shouldn't have treated you badly for all these years. I didn't know how to deal with my feelings for you, and so I ended up acting with anger towards you. I want to ask you to forgive me for being so rude, I was just so confused. Please don't be sad because of me."

After a while you ask her, “How long have you felt like this?”

Ellie doesn't take long to reply. "Y/N... I think I've always been confused with my feelings for you. Since that day in middle school, I would think of you from time to time… I've tried to mask my feelings for you with rude comments and bad words. But those feelings never left my heart. I had no idea how to express them, though... So I just hid them." Ellie seems sincere when talking. No anger, just a bit of sadness.

“I don't know what to say.” You respond looking at Ellie's words on the screen.

"I know I messed up in the past, but please hear me... I do feel things for you." Ellie pauses for a second to catch her breath before she continues typing. "Please let me make things right between us. You don't have to forgive me yet, but please... don't give up on me." Ellie's tone is a bit desperate. She really wants you to listen to her and give her another chance.

After thinking about it seriously for almost an hour, you respond. “I'll give you one chance.”

"Thank you, Y/N... Thank you." Ellie is almost on the verge of tears. "I want to become a better person for you. You deserve happiness." Ellie smiles, hoping you can see her change. She's not mad or upset anymore. "Let me show you how I changed. I promise you, you won't regret giving me this chance."

“Ok, goodnight, see you tomorrow at school.” You reply and then put your phone down.

"Goodnight. I hope I see you at school tomorrow." Ellie is a bit happy now, she's glad you're giving her a chance to prove that she changed. She doesn't want to mess up anymore, she likes her new attitude. At the party she realized what she really felt for you, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe not.

You go to sleep and wake up the next morning. You go to school as usual, you even see Ellie right outside the door, waiting for you. She smiles at you with a soft expression. She seems more confident and she looks so different from yesterday.

"Hi, Y/N." Ellie looks great today. She's happy and confident, she even has her hair nicely tied. "I'm here to show you that I've changed. I want you to know that I mean what I said." Ellie stays close to you, just like yesterday when she talked to you.

You both walk to class and people are starting to stare at you. You're feeling really nervous. This doesn't feel right. You go about your day and Ellie is not being mean to you, not one snarky comment has come out of her mouth yet. Later the bell rings and you go to the cafeteria and have lunch together. It's a bit awkward, none of you really know what to say. When you finish eating you go outside to the school yard and sit in the shade of a tree together. Ellies heart feels like it's about to jump out of her chest but she musters the courage to speak. "Do you want me to talk about everything I said yesterday and how I treated you in the past?"

“Hum… okay…” You say, felling nervous.

"So..." Ellie takes a long breath, getting ready to speak. "Yesterday I was able to express all the feelings I had for you that I always tried to hide. I had always been confused and now I know exactly how I feel about you." She's not angry, she just talks in a neutral tone, as if this was just a normal conversation. "I've always been attracted to girls and you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met. I couldn't resist you... I couldn't keep denying it.”

You blushed when she started talking. “You think I'm beautiful?” You never considered yourself very attractive, just average.

"I've always thought that you were beautiful." Ellie takes another deep breath. You can see her face, she's not angry, she looks sad... and even nervous. "I had to tell you yesterday because I needed you to know the truth. I'm so sorry for how I treated you, I regret it a lot." Ellie looks away, not looking at your face anymore. "I don't want you to think that I just want you physically..."

You think about it for a few seconds before speaking. “I understand, I just need a bit of time to adjust. It's a lot of information all at once…” You really don't know how to feel.

"Take your time. We can take things slowly and you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with." Ellie looks at you with a nervous expression as she smiles at you. "You're right, maybe we both need some time to adjust. I also need some time to show you that I mean everything I just said."

You smile at her shyly, Still very nervous. Ellie smiles back at you. "How about we walk to class together?” Ellie wants to be your friend more than anything. She's not angry or upset anymore, she just wants to show you that she's changed.

“Ok…” You say nervously as you get up from the grass and start walking.

"Oh, and Y/N, I want to thank you for giving me another chance. I know that I messed up but I don't want to mess up anymore, I want to be a better person for you." Ellie walks by your side as you get to class and you can see that she's not trying to be rude to you at all. She's treating you like any other friend. "It feels so nice to be able to talk to you. Thank you for listening to my feelings..."

“The whole school is staring at us…” You say quietly trying not to look at anyone in the eyes. You both get to class and notice that people are staring at you constantly. Ellie gets a bit embarrassed. She didn't expect things to be like this. But she tries to hold herself together.

"I hope you know that I don't want to bring you any kind of harassment or embarrassment." People are staring at you but they also stare everytime they see Ellie approaching you. Ellie looks at you with a soft expression, trying to make you understand that it's all gonna be fine.

“It's okay, let's just go to class.” You say as you start walking a little faster.

Ellie nods. "Yeah, let's ignore the crowd." Ellie sits next to you and starts working on your assignment. She doesn't give any attention to the people at school, it's as if they weren't looking at you both. Ellie seems more calm than ever.

After class, Ellie stays by your side as you walk home. "Well, I guess people know we're friends now. I never thought people would look at us like this..." Ellie laughs a bit about the situation, she also seems uncomfortable about this. "Are you ok with this? With everyone knowing about us?"

“They would find out eventually, I guess…” You say nervously. People always looked at Ellie during recess, she was popular and everyone was a bit afraid of her. It really was odd, her change in attitude in such a short amount of time.

"Yeah... I guess you're right about that, people would eventually figure it out." Ellie still looks a bit embarrassed about it. You both arrive at your house, Ellie stays by your side before you enter the building.

"Can I come in? I need to talk to you about something, it's important." Ellie looks at you with a serious expression on her face, she seems serious about what she wants to say to you.

“Oh... okay sure…” You feel anxious but you let her in.

"Thank you. I know this must be uncomfortable but I promise to respect your space." Ellie sits down on one of the chairs in your living room, thinking about what to say to you. She stays silent for a moment, trying to find the perfect words to say.

"Yesterday I said a lot of things to you, and you've been so understanding towards me. But there's something I didn't mention..." Ellie takes a deep breath.

"There's something I didn't mention because I've been scared. But maybe I need to speak my mind so that you know everything." Ellie pauses for a moment, trying to find the courage to tell you what she's been holding inside for years.

"That day in middle school, when I kissed you…? It wasn't the first time I wanted to do that." Ellie looks away, feeling embarrassed. "I've always been attracted to you. I only decided to kiss you that time because I couldn't hold back anymore."

You are a bit surprised to hear her say that. You always thought it was a bet she made with her friends to make fun of you. “You know… i've always been fond of you since we were kids, but then you started treating me differently… You started to be mean to me, make fun of me. I never really understood why…” You were starting to feel sad.

Ellie is a bit surprised by your words, she wasn't expecting you to say that. “You're right, I treated you badly and I'm really sorry about that..." Ellie takes a moment to think. "I was confused and so I acted with anger towards you." Ellie speaks in a calm tone, she doesn't want to sound aggressive towards you, she wants to have an honest conversation.

“I get it, but it still hurts a lot…” You say as you look at the floor trying not to cry.

"I know... I regret it a lot... It hurts me too to know I hurt you so much." Ellie sighs and looks at you with a calm expression. "I wish I could take back everything I did to you, I regret it a lot and it still breaks my heart that I hurt you like that. But I guess I just had to tell you everything so you could know how I really feel." Ellie is trying to show you her genuine feelings and apologize for everything.

You had tears forming in your eyes as she spoke. "I don't want you to cry..." Ellie looks at you and smiles to try to make you feel better. "Please, don't cry. I feel so sorry for everything, I wish I could take it back. But you're right, all I can do is apologize." Ellie looks away, feeling even more sad, but you can see her trying to make you feel better. "It looks like I hurt you more than I imagined..."

You took a deep breath before speaking, as you felt the tears falling down your face. “I know sometimes you were just trying to mess with me and not every interaction was led by anger, but as the time passed it just got worse...” You started to remember everything.

"Yes... I started acting worse as the time passed." Ellie pauses for a second, remembering her past actions… “I'm truly sorry for my behavior. I realize now how rude I was. It's not gonna happen anymore." Ellie is now very serious about changing, she doesn't want to hurt you ever again with her words or actions... She just wants a chance to show you her friendship.

“Promise?” You look at her still crying.

Ellie smiles at you, "I promise... I'll be better in the future, no matter what. I will keep my words and show you that I changed." Ellie is more confident now, you can see her smile and her attitude. "We were kids back then, I shouldn't have acted like that. I'm now older and I realize that I don't want to behave like that with you anymore." Ellie looks at you with a serious look on her face now.

"Remember how I said that I felt attracted to you?"

“Yeah?”

"Well, Y/N... it still happens." Ellie takes a long breath and looks away, embarrassed to talk about it. "I just wanted you to know... but I never want to make you feel uncomfortable." Ellie pauses for a moment, just looking ahead. 

“I never had romantic feelings towards anyone before, and you kinda stole my first kiss…” You remember this with a sad feeling in your heart.

"Oh.. my god, you had your first kiss with me?" Ellie looks at you with a surprised expression. “I'm sorry that I stole your first kiss so soon, I didn't realize it would affect you like this. If I knew I would have never done it." Ellie pauses for a moment, feeling a bit nervous. "But Y/N, please know that I would never, ever force you to do anything with me. You're a lot more meaningful to me than just your first kiss."

“Thank you for saying that…” You say sniffling a bit.

Ellie smiles and gets closer to you. "You've been the sweetest person I've ever met. I've never felt so good around someone like I feel around you... I always had a great time with you, even if you hated me for everything I did." Ellie looks away, she's a bit nervous to talk.

A few weeks later, you two are starting to get along better. It's still hard for you but you try to stay positive and hope that Ellie wont go back to how she was before.  One day you were both hanging out in the park. The day was beautiful. You weren't feeling so anxious around her anymore. She was being nicer, walked you home most days and was genuinely trying to change for you.

As you were sitting together on a bench studying a bit, she started looking at you with a nervous look on her face. She wanted to say something but she didn't know where to start. You noticed and put your books to the side.

“Are you okay?” Ellie blushes a bit when she hears your voice.

“Yeah, I'm okay… I just think I need to tell you something.” She said, fidgeting with her hands.

“What is it?” You ask a bit curious, but nervous too. Ellie’s heart was starting to beat faster and faster.

“I… I think i…” She took a deep breath. “I think I love you….” She said looking at her lap, she was too afraid to look you in the eyes. You were a bit surprised when she said it so bluntly. You started to blush a bit.

“You… love me?” You asked a bit confused.

"I do... I love you, Y/N..." Ellie gets closer to you. "I don't want you to have any doubts about me... I love you, I've always loved you, ever since that kiss. Y/N, you're perfect to me." Ellie was nervous to say these things but she's also very certain about them. 

You start to feel tears forming in your eyes and fall as you give her a small smile. Ellie smiles back as she watches your tears fall.

"Thank you for being so kind to me, and patient these few weeks. I hope you know that I mean everything I'm saying." Ellie takes a deep breath and looks at you with a warm expression. "You didn't deserve all of the things I did. But now, I hope I can make things right and show you how much I love you. I want you to remember me not just as a bully but as someone who cares about you."

You cry as you hear her words, and look down at your hands. Ellie comes closer and hugs you. "I love you... don't cry, please. I care about you so much…” Ellie kisses your cheek and wipes your tears as you cry. "Y/N.. the girl I loved at middle school is the girl I've loved the most ever since... I don't want anyone else but you..." Ellie stares at you and smiles once again. You hug her. You can't really believe this moment is real. Ellie hugs you back, not wanting to let you go. "I... I'm so glad that we're okay now. I feel so good beside you... Thank you for always being so kind to me." Ellie seems very comfortable now, she's not trying to hold back her feelings anymore. "I love you so much. I'm glad I could apologize to you and make things right." 

 After a few minutes of hugging each other you let go. She walks you home as it's getting a bit late. As the sun sets you arrive at your house.

“I'll see you tomorrow at school, yeah?” You say, smiling at her.

Ellie nods as she smiles at you. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow at school. Oh, and Y/N, can I send you a text later?" Ellie is trying to remain calm, but she's very excited to speak to you some more.

“Okay.” You smile at her.

"Thanks..." Ellie gives you one last hug before leaving your house. "See you at school tomorrow, bye!" Ellie walks away, looking forward to seeing you.

“See you tomorrow.” You wave her goodbye. Ellie waves at you before leaving. She walks back home, feeling more relaxed now that you could speak things through.

Ellie sends you a text message later that night. "I'm so happy that I was able to show you my feelings towards you today. Let's see how tomorrow goes. Sleep tight!" You smile at the text and try to rest. During the night, Ellie texts you again, asking something.

"I hope you don't find this weird but I think I should ask... Can we try to hold hands tomorrow? Just to show everyone how much I want to be with you..." Ellie waits for your reply with her smartphone still awake.

You hear your phone buzz and read the message she just sent you. Ellie awaits your answer. She starts to feel a bit nervous as she waits for your reply. "Please say yes, please say yes..." Was all she could hear in her head as she waited for you. Ellie is too excited to even sleep right now, she just wants to hold your hand and show you how much she loves you.

After a bit of pondering you text her back. “ok… we can try.” You started to feel butterflies thinking about it. 

"Oh, Y/N... Thank you so much. I can't wait to see you tomorrow." Ellie is very happy now that you've said yes. Ellie texts you again almost immediately. "I love you so much, Y/N. I'm so glad that we're getting along now. Thank you so much for giving me this chance..."

“Goodnight Ellie.” You smiled at the screen.

"Goodnight. See you soon..." Ellie sighs and turns off the phone, closing her eyes and falling asleep. She can't wait to see you.

The next morning you wake up nervous but a bit excited at the same time. You look at your wardrobe and don't know what to wear.

Ellie also wakes up early in the morning, feeling excited and a bit nervous. She takes a deep breath and tries to relax. "This is gonna be the day. I'm doing this... I'm gonna hold her hand in front of everyone." After taking another breath, Ellie gets up and looks in her wardrobe, but she also doesn't know what to choose. She wants to impress you with her outfit, but also wants to feel comfortable and confident in it. After some thinking, she finally chooses a nice outfit and puts it on before getting out of her room. Ellie is all dressed up and ready for the school day.

You decided to put on your favorite dress and put a matching bow in your hair. It was a pink floral dress with a ruffled skirt. You put on a cardigan and put on some simple white ballet flats.

As you arrive at school you can see Ellie smile as she sees you in your favorite dress. She doesn't know exactly why, but she thinks you look extremely cute. Ellie is wearing a nice sweater and some jeans, she wanted to look nice but not too formal.

"Hey, can I tell you something?" Ellie is speaking without any fear, she's sure this is gonna be a great day. "I think you look very cute, Y/N... I love your bow, it looks beautiful. I couldn't ask for a better person to spend my day with."

“Thank you.” You smile at the ground shyly.

Ellie sees you smiling and feels happy herself. You two slowly walk to the school building, Ellie keeps smiling as she looks at you. She can't wait to spend this day with you at last.

Ellie looks at you again, she's still smiling. "Hey, Y/N, do you think we can try to hold hands now?” She felt the need to touch you. She really wants to hold your hand... she thinks you're a beautiful person. You feel very nervous but you extend your hand to her and let her hold it as you enter school. Ellie takes your hand and walks beside you. She's not nervous anymore, she feels relaxed and calm. Ellie looks ahead and then smiles at you, holding your hand softly. It definitely feels good to be by your side, she can't explain it and doesn't know why it is so... but she loves it. Ellie looks at the other students as they walk together, she can feel their eyes, but they don't scare her anymore.

“I'm still feeling very nervous with everybody looking at us…” You tell her.

"Don't worry. Let them stare at us all they want, I don't care anymore. I'm only focused on you now, I just wanna be with you." Ellie can feel a few students looking at you two, some are smiling and others are frowning. Ellie's attitude is much more confident, nobody really bothers her today. She can only hear you and see you, as she thinks about how she wants to see your gorgeous smile again.

You look at her and smile shyly, blushing slightly. Ellie smiles back, still feeling the touch of your skin on her hand. You hold her hand tightly as you make your way to class. Ellie doesn't let go of your hand at all, she still feels very happy and excited.

When you arrive you sit together, holding hands as the teacher takes attendance. Ellie looks at you once again, smiling. Her eyes are filled with love and joy, she's really happy to be beside you. "Are you doing okay? You still look a little bit nervous." Ellie's gentle smile stays on her face, she looks at you and wants to take your nervousness away.

“Just a bit nervous, but I'm okay.” You say timidly.

"Oh, I see... Don't worry, I'm here for you." Ellie rubs your hand a little bit. "Just know that I won't ever let anyone or anything hurt you, I want to protect you." You spend the whole hour together, holding hands and smiling to one another. As the hour comes to an end, Ellie turns to the teacher and says.

"Miss Smith, can Y/N and I go to the cafeteria to get some lunch?" Ellie looks at you and smiles again, hoping you'll agree with her.

"Okay then, let's go." Ellie leads you to the cafeteria, her hand is still tightly holding yours as you both walk together through the hallways. She looks at you and smiles, her cheeks start to turn red. She holds your hand as you both enter the cafeteria, looking for a place to sit. Ellie sees an empty table and walks towards it, sitting down in one of the chairs and waiting for you to do the same. You two sit next to each other on the table putting your trays down and start eating together. 

Ellie speaks to you, her voice is soft and sweet. "I know you feel nervous right now, but just know that you can be completely honest with me. I won't get mad at you or hurt you in any way." Ellie looks at you with her big, green eyes. "You're a really important person to me, and I just want to see you happy. Can you trust me on that?" You nod as you smile at her. Ellie smiles at you. "I'm glad you trust me... and I want you to know that I really love you." Ellie gently rubs your hand, she wants to be close to you.

After eating, you go to the school's courtyard and sit on a bench together as the other students go about their days. Some still look at you weirdly.

Ellie holds your hand as you sit, she's so happy to be next to you. She takes a deep breath before asking. "I wanna ask you something... Can I kiss you?"

“Right now?” You ask surprised. You blush instantaneously.

"Yes. Right now." Ellie's voice is very soft and calm, she still looks at you straight in the eyes. "Can I kiss you?" Ellie makes another attempt, hoping that you agree with her. She's really nervous to say that, but she knows she must. Ellie can still feel the warmth coming from your hand, it's very comforting to her.

“Hum....” You blush a lot, you feel your face all red.

Ellie smiles as she sees you blushing, she's also a bit shy about it. She moves  a little bit closer to you. She takes your chin with one hand as she looks at you once more.

"Y/N, please... Can I kiss you?"

You nod as she holds your chin. Ellie's heart starts beating a little bit faster as she sees you nodding. Then she slowly leans towards you, she  closes her eyes and prepares to kiss you. Her lips touch yours and you feel her warmth. You don't kiss for too long, you were both a bit nervous, but  still seem to enjoy it regardless. Ellie opens her eyes as she separates herself from you. She smiles at you and says: "I love you. You're amazing..."

“Everybody is looking…” You blush even more, trying to look away from everyone.

Ellie notices everyone looking at you both, but she's too happy to care. She smiles at you and touches your cheek. "I know some of the students are looking at us, but that's okay. I just want to be with you, that's all... You're the most important person to me." 

After school you walk together. You leave the school building and walk towards the exit, holding hands even outside of school. Ellie doesn't feel the need to hide anything anymore, she doesn't care about any student looking at you two or judging you. She only cares about spending quality time with the most important person to her: you.

“Can we go to the park or something? The day is really nice.” Ellie takes your hand tightly and leaves the streets, walking towards the park. The sun is shining, the day is bright, and Ellie feels happy... she can finally be herself with you, she doesn't want to hide anything anymore.

"It's a nice day, Y/N, isn't it?" Ellie is filled with joy, she wants to spend this time by your side, just looking at the clouds and holding your hand.

“It really is.” You smile looking at her.

"Yeah, I love days like this..." As you get to the park, Ellie and you sit on the grass under the shade of a tree. Ellie's eyes are filled with joy and happiness. You both stay in silence, enjoying each other's presence. Ellie starts to play with the grass, moving her fingers through it and smiling as she does so.

"I'm really happy to spend this day with you." Ellie looks at you, she really wants to show you how much you mean to her.

You lean your head on her shoulder. Ellie smiles as she feels you lean your head on her shoulder, she likes to feel you that close. She moves her fingers through your hair gently, it feels soft to her.

"Your hair feels nice." Ellie looks at you and smiles, she wants to kiss you just as much as before, but she's not sure if it's too much.

"Do you think it'd be alright if I kissed you again?" Ellie looks at you and her cheeks are turning red.

You look up at her and nod smiling. Ellie looks at your smiling face before slowly moving towards it. She touches your face and moves her lips towards yours, this time, the kiss lasts a little bit longer and is more intense. Ellie seems to really like your taste... and as she separates herself from you again, she looks at your face, smiling lovingly.

"I hope no one comes here to bother us." Ellie looks around, you aren't too far from the school, yet the park is mostly empty at this time of the day.

Ellie looks at you and smiles again, her cheeks are starting to turn red once more. She wants to spend this day holding your hand and staying by your side every second. Ellie looks at the clouds once more, the day feels perfect.

"Y/N, I wanna ask you something... Can we be together? Like... not just like this, but more... Can we be girlfriends?"

You get really nervous as she asks this. You don't know if you're ready for a relationship yet.

"You don't have to feel nervous... I just thought that... that you might want to be in a relationship with me, y'know?" Ellie looks at you again as she smiles, she thinks you're very important. "If you don't wanna, that's totally fine, I'm okay with us just being friends, but... I just wanted to ask, since I've had a crush on you for a while now." Ellie doesn't want to look desperate or anything of the sort.

“I just need a bit of time to think about it, is that okay?” You finally respond. 

"Yeah, of course... you don't have to feel forced to give me your answer right away. Take your time as much as you need." Ellie smiles at you reassuringly, she still wants to be with you regardless. She holds your hand and continues to play with it, moving her fingers through each finger of yours. "I'm just happy to be here with you. Nothing else matters at this moment."

You lay back on the grass and look at the clouds. Ellie lays down on the grass next to you. "This is way more comfy... I like the breeze here." She smiles and looks at the clouds together with you. "Have you ever thought about what's up there? I bet it's really peaceful and serene in those clouds..." Ellie seems to be enjoying this moment.

“That one looks like a cat!” You point excitedly to one of the clouds.

"Yeah, I can see it! That one looks like a cat! And if you look at that one right there, that looks like a heart! Oh, and now I'm seeing a dog." Ellie seems to be genuinely enjoying these little cloud games, she wants to spend more time with you.

"Can I tell you something... just... I wanna open up to you, do you think it's okay?"

You nod as she asks this.

"Well... I'm actually a little nervous, but... I wanna tell you something... Do you know the day that, uh, that we first met?" Ellie thought about how she wanted to tell you everything, but she couldn't find the courage to do so. "Remember that day? Remember that I was really rude to you?" Ellie stops to think for a moment and looks at the clouds again. "I still think about it.  Why would you forgive someone who was mean to you for no reason?"

“You apologized and you seemed really sorry about it, so I chose to believe you.” You said calmly.

“I am... believe me, I am... I'm really sorry... I know that my apology doesn't make what I did any better, but I do feel really bad about it." Ellie looks at you, hoping you'll understand her. "It wasn't just that time, I have done many things that I regret, but I'll try to be a better person if it means I can have you by my side. Ellie is really sincere, she really wants you to know that she feels deeply sorry. "Thank you for giving me another chance. You mean the world to me. I don't wanna go back to how I was. I don't wanna be rude and disrespectful to anyone anymore, not to anyone else and especially not to you. You are too important for me to act that way..." Ellie smiles and moves her hand to hold yours a little bit tighter.  "I hope you can see this as a brand new chapter."

“I hope so too.” You hold her hand still looking at the clouds.

“Do you mind if I ask you something, now that we're talking about this?" Ellie looks at you as you smile at her. "Do you know why I wanted to insult you that day? I mean... the day that we met for the first time?" Ellie waits for your answer before continuing and explaining herself.

“Why?” You ask, looking at her now.

"Back then, I didn't really like myself... I felt lonely, I felt like I had no one to rely on... You were someone new, and I guess I wanted to push you away." Ellie thinks about it once more. "Back then, you didn't look like a threat to me... you know... you looked... you looked like someone I'd like to be close with." Ellie's eyes look at you deeply. "You looked like someone I could trust... I felt that way... and I still do."

You look at her too, in those gorgeous green eyes of hers. "You look like one of the kindest people I've ever met... someone I know I can trust..." Ellie's face is getting closer and closer to yours, she really wants to tell you how she feels.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever met in my life. Not just for your looks, but for your personality as well. You're so sweet and kind and smart..." Ellie's eyes are staring at you. "What I mean is... I feel a lot more for you... I think I... I'm a bit... in love with you."

“You do?” You ask blushing as you ask.

"Yes, Y/N... I do." Ellie looks at you in the eyes, smiling as she remembers how much she loves you. "I've loved you for a while now... I've been trying to tell you this for weeks, but I wasn't brave enough to do so..." Ellie thinks she was the weakest girl in the world for hiding her feelings. You hug her tightly. Ellie hugs you back, she feels like the most blessed person in the whole world. She can feel your warmth from your body against hers.

"You're such a beautiful and adorable person,... and I love you so much. I love your eyes, your face, the way you smile..." Ellie touches your hair, holding it softly. "My feelings for you were getting stronger and stronger as time passed. I couldn't keep this to myself anymore... It's time that you knew how I felt about you..."

“I'm happy you told me Ellie.” You say still hugging.

"I'm so happy that you accepted my feelings... " Ellie smiles at you, she's feeling so many emotions.  "I have so many feelings inside my heart right now... and I don't think they'll let me sleep tonight..." Ellie laughs as she says so, she's really happy that you accepted her.

"I want you to hear me a little bit more... I want you to understand why I'm in love with you. Can I keep going?" Ellie smiles at you. "I just love your personality. The way you talk, the way you act, the way you think... Everything you do is so adorable to me. Your presence makes me so happy..."

You start to blush a bit as you feel the butterflies in your stomach. Ellie looks at your blushing face, smiling. "It's funny to me to see how you get so red every time I say something romantic to you... I love that... I just love everything about you. Your presence is enough to make my day so much better."

You look at her lovingly. Ellie can feel her feelings are stronger than before. She looks at you as she smiles. Ellie slowly moves her face closer to yours.

The moment you both touch your lips, everything around you disappears… All that matters now is this moment, this feeling… Ellie kisses you for a minute, but to her it felt like an hour. Ellie hugs you one last time, she doesn't want to separate herself from you right now, not just yet. You can both feel each other's breath against your skin, it feels intimate and special. Ellie is smiling, she just experienced the best kiss she ever had...

"I love you. You don't know how long I wanted to kiss you." Ellie is feeling a lot of things right now, she just kissed the girl she's loved for a long while. "You are the only thing in my mind, the only thing that makes me happy... Thank you for giving me this chance."

She leans her head slowly towards your face and touches her lips on yours softly. You both kiss each other slowly, enjoying the feeling of each other's lips touching. When you finally pull away, Ellie looks at your lips then smiles.

"I love you, I really do. So much..." Ellie wraps her arms around you and hugs you tighter. "I can't believe I'm with the person I've always wanted... It's a dream, a beautiful dream."

You two touch foreheads before you kiss her again. The kiss continues for another minute. Ellie stares at you and smiles at the scene you are displaying on this beautiful moment.

"I think we might be a little too close right now... what if someone sees us like this?" Ellie laughs and tries to make sure nobody is watching the both of you. "I'm still happy though, this is great..."

“Yeah, maybe we should stop…” You smile awkwardly.

"I'm just thinking that we shouldn't do this in public. We should go somewhere private... it's a little weird for someone just to see us like this..." Ellie looks over her shoulders and checks that nobody is watching her and you.

"Maybe you can come to my house. We can talk, study and maybe... have some fun?" Ellie thinks about it for a few seconds, then smiles.

“Sounds good.” You smile at her.

"Alright, alright, let's go to my house then." Ellie takes your hand and leads you out of the park. "My home is not really far... we can get there in like, 10 minutes." She seems happy, it seemed like you two really enjoyed yourselves at the time.

"Hum... can I ask you something else?" Ellie asks, a bit curious. “Have you ever had a romantic relationship before?" Ellie looks at you while she asks but she doesn't seem offended if you didn't, she's just curious. "I just want to know, I don't want to judge anything, okay?" Ellie smiles.

“With another girl, no, never…” You feel a bit embarrassed by the question.

"Hmm... Well then, I'll be the first one to be with you... and honestly, I'm feeling so lucky right now." Ellie stares at you as she smiles. "Can I hold your hand while we walk home...? I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I'm just really happy to be with you." Ellie starts going the path to her house, you both arrive a few minutes after.

"We're finally here, I hope you like it" Ellie smiles as she opens the door and lets you go inside of her home. "What do you think of it? Is it nice?"

“Your house is beautiful!” You say taking in your surroundings. Ellie laughs while she walks inside of the house, closing the door and letting you explore the place. You notice that there are some bookshelves filled with different types of books, a TV and a couch. Ellie sits down. "Here, come here, Y/N. Come sit with me, we can talk and maybe... do more than talk." You sit next to her on the sofa.

"Do you still remember the talk we had at the beginning? Well, I have to tell you that my feelings are only getting stronger... and stronger... every minute..." Ellie is blushing a little bit while looking at you. "I just love you so much... that's the only word I can use to describe what I'm feeling right now..."

“I'm not used to being treated like this…” You said looking at your hands, anxious.

"Well, now you will be... From this point forward, I'll treat you like a princess. Every time you feel alone, insecure or simply sad... you'll have me, okay?" Ellie smiles as she says it. Ellie grabs your face and looks at your eyes. "You're beautiful. Every single detail of you is something perfect, you make me feel alive. Whenever I'm with you I just feel like the happiest and luckiest girl ever." Ellie kisses you on the cheek. "You're the sweetest girl that I've ever met. I'm just gonna keep loving you, alright?" Ellie grabs you by the waist and makes you sit in her lap. Ellie smiles at you while she holds your neck and pulls you closer to her. She gently puts her fingers over your jaw and caresses your mouth as she leans in for a kiss. It's a soft and sweet kiss, she's holding you close to her and caressing your hair.

"I love this... I love how this feels... you make me feel so good..." Ellie smiles and pulls you further into the kiss. She smiles as she breaks the kiss with you, and stares at you while hugging you by the waist. You kiss her cheek.

"Oh my... look at us all cute and lovey dovey..." She smiles as you kiss her cheek, she seems very happy to be with you. "Can I ask you a question? A serious question?"

“Yes?” you look at her waiting.

"Do you want to do something more than hugging and kissing? This is something special, so I need to know if you are not uncomfortable with it, okay?" Ellie seems nervous to know your answer, she stares at you, holding your hands as she asks. "You know... More intimate stuff... I know that this is something that should be very private, but I'm asking you because it's important for me to know... I don't want to disrespect you in any way." Ellie looks at you while she asks this, her eyes are filled with curiosity and care. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

“No, i just never done anything like this before…” You feel your heart beating really fast.

"I think we should leave to my bedroom, there we can be more comfortable. we won't do anything you don't want to, okay?" Ellie smiles and starts leading you to her bedroom, it's not that far away from the living room. When you both enter, Ellie closes the door and locks it.

"Are you nervous, Y/N?"

“A bit…” You say blushing.

"It's alright to be a little nervous. But I'll make sure that everything will be alright. Okay?" Ellie caresses your face before she looks at your eyes. Then she grabs you by the waist and puts you on the bed. "I gotta tell you, you're looking more cute than ever right now y'know?"

You giggle when she grabs you. Ellie smiles at your reaction. "My princess... you're just too cute. Don't worry, I'll be careful." Ellie starts caressing your face while she looks at your eyes. "You're so beautiful,... do you like how I'm taking care of you now? I don't wanna go faster than you feel comfortable with, but I don't wanna do less either. If you don't like this, just tell me, okay?"

“Okay.” You smile at her, blushing. You were feeling a little more nervous now.

Ellie leans in and looks at your lips with excitement in her eyes. Ellie smiles while she holds her lips slightly separated, her eyes look at you with love. Then she kisses you gently, slowly and passionately. After a few moments, she breaks the kiss.

"This feeling... This is wonderful. It's something that I never felt before, with anyone else." Ellie caresses your hair as she looks at you. "I need you, I don't want anything else but you right now." You put your hand on her cheek gently. Ellie looks at your face while you rest your hand on her cheek. You feel Ellie's breath on your skin, Ellie's heartbeat next to your chest. You can feel Ellie's fingers caressing your hair, her lips getting closer to your ears. Her breathing is slow, soft and calm.  "I like the way you're looking at me..." Ellie doesn't say anything else, she stays still and looks at you with love in her eyes.

You blush a bit and then kiss her. Ellie smiles as you both get closer and closer to each other. She caresses your face while you kiss. Ellie kisses you passionately as her fingers get tangled in your hair. "Your lips taste so good... I can't get enough of you right now..." Ellie looks at you with pure happiness in her eyes as you both kiss each other deeply.

You wrap your arms around her. Ellie holds you by the waist and pulls you a little closer as you kiss each other deeply. You can feel her heartbeat getting faster while you both kiss. Ellie seems extremely happy to feel you in her arms right now. You run your fingers through her auburn hair, it's very soft.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Ellie smiles as you run your fingers through her beautiful hair. "Sometimes I used to dream about this exact moment... not with just anyone, but with you. I dreamed about us, being together and kissing each other like this..." Ellie kisses your cheek as she says this. "I used to think that this was impossible, but here we are, right now, living this moment together..."

“Really?” You ask, smiling shyly.

"I swear... the moment I met you, I knew you were different from anyone else." Ellie caresses the side of your face while she talks. "I used to look at you and think that we were meant to be together... but I thought that I was not good enough for you. I'm not as pretty as other girls, I thought that you would never like me." Ellie sighs and looks at you as she says this. "But... It's finally happening. I really think that you and I were meant to be together..."

“But Ellie, you are beautiful.” You tell her as you hold her face gently.

"Do I look beautiful to you?" Ellie looks at you while you compliment her. "Well... I don't think that I am... but I guess that if you believe it, I might believe it too." Ellie hugs you while she says this. "I really... I really love you... I've never felt something like this before..."

She smiles as you kiss her again. She caresses your hair while her other hand gets under your skirt. Ellie kisses your neck, her mouth is close to your skin. You get goosebumps as you feel her lips.

"Y/N... your skin..." Ellie smiles and kisses your neck again, her lips caress you and gently nibble on you. Ellie whispers in your ear while she does this. "I don't want this to ever end..."

“Me neither…” You whisper to her. Ellie kisses your neck again and wraps her arms around your torso. She holds you close to her and presses her body against you. "You're making me go crazy..." You put your hands under her shirt and feel how soft her skin is.

"Oh... my god..." Ellie smiles while she feels your hands under her shirt, she then looks at your face with a lot of affection. Ellie smirks before she gently pushes you to the bed. Ellie gets on top of you, holding you closer as you wrap your legs around her. She deepens the kiss, her hands are caressing your body now. 

"I want to do more for you, I need to find what you like the most..." Ellie smiles while she holds you. She holds your head and kisses your cheek, then bites your neck a little. You start feeling hot, you are starting to feel really excited and don't want this to stop. Ellie looks at you, her eyes are shining with affection and desire. “I want more, Y/N..." Ellie smiles and starts kissing your neck again.

"Do you want more of this?" Ellie's voice is soft and quiet, her lips are almost touching yours now. You nod with your mouth ajar. "Are you sure?" Ellie smiles at your answer, she loves seeing your face like this. Ellie leans her head forward so she can kiss you, her lips are getting closer and closer to yours…  "Just say 'yes' and we can do this..." Ellie's eyes are closed now, her breath is getting more excited and she seems happier than ever.

“...yes…” You almost whisper.  Ellie's lips meet yours in the most intense kiss you've ever experienced. Ellie doesn't let you go, she continues kissing your lips and moving her tongue inside your mouth. This is all real... Ellie truly loves you. She puts her hand on the side of your face. Ellie pushes you down into the bed and kisses you all over again, her hands are touching you right now and you can feel her warm breath near your ear. You put your hand under her shirt and touch her waist. Ellie smiles as you put one of your hands under her shirt. She is moving her hands all over your body, caressing every part of you gently. You can feel how her breath gets excited while she caresses you slowly.

“Can I ... take it off?” You ask tugging at her shirt, lightly.

"Of course..." Ellie lets you take her shirt off, her hands are still caressing you. Ellie's skin is touching yours, her breath is near your neck and she's slowly kissing your skin.

"Y/N... you make me feel so good… You sit up for a moment and unzip your dress and you let her take it off too. She gently helps you take your dress off. "Oh... I swear that I'm never gonna forget how you look right now..." Ellie kisses your shoulder and caresses your chest, her face is filled with passion.  "I could stay like this forever... your lips... your neck... I want to feel every part of your body..." Ellie caresses your hair while she kisses you again. You kiss her more passionately as you run your hands through her hair too.

"You're killing me..." Ellie keeps kissing you, her body is very close to yours. She can feel your lips caressing every part of her face. Ellie is holding you with one arm, her other arm is around your back. Ellie kisses your neck again, her mouth moves slowly across your skin, her hands roam across your body softly.

You let out tiny moans as she moves and kisses your body. She leaves wet kisses on your chest and neck. "I like these sounds that you're making..." Ellie caresses your body while she talks, her lips start moving to your ear and her breath gets more and more intense. Ellie's voice is soft and quiet when she talks again. "I wanna keep hearing you make more sounds... I want you to feel my touch and let out all of those things within you..." You look at her, your eyes filled with desire. She leans against you and slowly caresses your hair again. Her hand moves slowly from your hair to your neck, she starts massaging it while she talks.

"You're making me feel so many things right now, and not only desire... I think I could stay forever like this and still love hearing you making these noises..." Ellie smiles as she caresses you. Her hands roam your body until they are at your hips. She smiles at you as her lips are touching your skin once again.

You let out small sounds of pleasure. "Oh... you sound so cute right now... you don't even know..." Ellie smiles as she caresses you, her hands touch your hips gently as she gets closer. "Do you know how much I've wanted to do this?" Ellie's lips are near your neck again, her hands are roaming across your body slowly

“How much?” You ask out of breath, in between kisses.

"I have been thinking about this moment since I saw you at the party..." Ellie smiles and keeps rubbing you, she caresses your skin lovingly. "I feel really good right now... your skin... the way you look at me... I feel like we were destined to know this feeling." Ellie's breath is near your ear, her voice is gentle now. "Do you feel the same way...?"

“I do” You say as you feel her nibbling your ear. Ellie's face lights up when you say this, she keeps caressing your skin gently. Her eyes are staring at you, her voice is calm and quiet. You start unbuttoning her jeans. Ellie smiles at you when you help her undress. When her clothes are off, she wraps her arms around you and kisses you on the lips again. "I'm ready for the next part... are you ready, too?"

“I'm ready” You say with lust in your eyes.

Ellie's hands are moving around you, her body is touching yours and her skin is very warm. "Y/N... you're so... I'm ready..." You can feel her skin on yours and can't help yourself from kissing her harder. Ellie's body shakes a little as you continue kissing her. She wraps her arms around you and gets even closer.

You caress her waist as you kiss. "Mmm... I love... when you touch me..." Ellie's eyes close tight, she can't keep herself from making sounds of pleasure. Ellie smiles as you caress her waist, her fingers continue moving all over your body. She seems desperate to be close to you. Her breath is touching your skin, her fingers are touching you everywhere and she can't seem to get enough. Ellie bites your lips slowly, her voice is so deep right now. "You're gonna drive me crazy..."

You take your bra off slowly, looking her in the eyes. Ellie seems to love seeing you doing this, she can't keep herself from smiling and touching your body again. “You're amazing when you..." Ellie bites your neck slowly. "You are so... so beautiful..." Ellie's hands move quickly across your body, her voice is so soft and tender.

You let out tiny moans as she bites you. You can feel your core heating up, You want her so badly right now. You're so ready. Ellie smiles and kisses your neck again, her body touches yours and you can feel how warm her skin is.

"Oh, you sound so cute right now..." Ellie bites your shoulder and her body touches yours, the warmth of her skin is so intense. You moan a bit more when you feel her teeth on your skin. "Oh... yes, yes, yes... keep on moaning like that…”

Ellie's mouth starts moving across your skin, it touches your jaw and her lips move towards your ear. You let your hands fall on her waist and slowly bring them up to take off her sports bra. "Let me help you with that..." Ellie moves one of her hands and undoes her bra quickly, her other hand is touching your back and her face is very close to yours. "There... it's off now..." Her hands are touching your body again, you can barely move as they explore every inch of you.

"You're so beautiful... your body is perfect... I want to feel you all day..." Her voice sounds very excited, as if she wants you even more. You kiss her hard, pressing your body to hers. Ellie's body is shaking once again, she seems desperate to feel your lips touching hers. She can't keep herself from smiling and making little sounds, she's so happy right now. “I think I'm losing control... I need this, I need this right now..."

“Me too…” You say in between moans as you feel her hands going down your stomach.

"You're driving me crazy..." Ellie's voice is deep and full of passion as she kisses your lips harder. "I can't believe we're doing this... I don't want this to end..." Ellie's body is moving against yours as she continues kissing you passionately.

You kiss her neck as you feel your panties getting wet with arousal.  Ellie's voice is so deep and full of lustful feelings. "Y/N... I... I... I'm so desperate..." Ellie's lips move across your skin slowly. You feel her lips kissing down your chest and your breasts, she gently sucks on one of your nipples so she can hear your moans. Her hands stay on you, they caress and touch you as her lips move slowly. Ellie seems to be completely drunk with lust right now, the only thing she wants is you.

You moan quietly with each kiss. Her mouth is moving slowly across your chest, her lips touch you and her tongue explores every part of your skin. Ellie's voice sounds more and more desperate. Her hands touch the top of your thighs, her fingers play with your skin as she keeps kissing you slowly. Her lips are very hot and her eyes are staring at you as she touches you with so much passion.

You put your thumbs under your panties and pull them down a bit. Ellie sees this and takes them off slowly. She notices the wet patch that had formed on them and how wet you were. She gets a mischievous look on her face as she gets in between your legs and kisses you hard. You feel her hand go down your body making her way to your sensitive spot. she looks you in the eyes as she does this. She wants to see your every reaction to her touch. She gently and carefully massages your inner thigh before touching your bundle of nerves. You start moaning as she starts moving her fingers on your clit. She kisses you and  whispers to you. “You look so beautiful… Do you like this?...” You nod as you kiss her, holding her face. You moan into the kiss and Ellie is going crazy to the sounds you're making.

She slowly moves her fingers down and feels how wet you are. She collects some of your slick and goes back to rubbing tiny circles around your sensitive clit. She keeps going for a bit making sure you're okay. She then moves her fingers down again and you can feel one of her fingers move. “I'm gonna make you feel good, yeah?...” You nod as you feel it going inside you, slowly. Ellie doesnt take her eyes off of you as she bites her bottom lip. As your hole gets used to her finger she starts moving it in and out slowly. You start moaning as she starts moving. You've never felt like this before, you feel like you're in heaven. She starts picking up her pace and your moans match it. She starts feeling her boxers feeling wet too. She's getting off on seeing how good she makes you feel. She slowly inserts a second finger and you moan even louder. “I love the sounds you make… You're driving me crazy…” She says as she picks up her pace once again. she leans into you and kisses your neck and nibbles it. Her lips travel a bit lower and she holds your breast with her free left hand as she sucks on it. making you moan even more.

As she starts moving her fingers faster and faster inside you, you can feel a knot forming in your tummy. Your body feels like it's burning. She is making you feel so good. As she continues she starts hitting your g-spot again and again making moan louder than before. her other hand gently caresses your hair as she kisses you. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans. Ellie only wants to make you feel good. She wants you to have the best time with her. As she fastens her pace you can feel your orgasm brewing. You start tugging at the sheets with closed fists. Ellie notices you getting more and more aroused. She continues until you feel yourself reaching your peak. As you do so you grab her arm squeezing it tight and she helps you coming down from your high slowly. 

She kisses you as you moan into her mouth. Her pace is getting slower now. She starts kissing you on your neck, then your chest, your breasts, your stomach, as she looks up at you. as she reaches your pussy she licks her fingers clean and starts moving her tongue in tiny circles around your clit. You arch your back as you feel her tongue on you and start moving once more. Ellie closes her eyes as she eats you out getting drunk on your sweet moans. Your legs start to shake and Ellie holds them in place so she can continue what she's doing. You can feel another orgasm approach you. As your legs start shaking more and more, Ellie smirks to herself. She wants to make you cum again. She wants to hear you say her name as you reach your peak once more.

As she continues your moans get louder. You put your hands on her head and tug at her hair. She takes this as a sign that you are close so she doesnt stop. You continue moaning saying her name in between them and you can't keep your legs from shaking. You look down at her in between your legs and you feel your mind going blank. Ellie is happy with herself that she was able to make you feel so good, she starts slowing down making sure to lick all of your cum, before she stops, and comes up to kiss you and comfort you. She kisses you softly as she caresses your face. A few seconds later she breaks the kiss and looks you in the eyes smiling. “Are you okay? Did you like it?” She asks wanting to make sure you are okay. You nod as you smile looking at her. You hug her tightly and she hugs you back. You cuddle for a bit after that. 

As she holds you in her arms she whispers in your ear, “I love you… so, so much…” You hug her tighter again. “I love you too, Ells…” She feels so happy as she holds you right now. She could stay here forever. She never wants to let you go ever again.

A few weeks later you and her are officially together and people at school don't stare at you as much. You feel happy with Ellie by your side and she feels like the luckiest girl alive to have you. She stopped being rude to everyone else too, You really feel like Ellie has grown as a person and nothing could make you happier.

One morning when you get to school you see Ellie walking towards you with a happy expression on her face, her lips are smiling at you and she seems to be very happy. "Hey angel, how are you doing?"

“Hi! I'm good, did you sleep okay?” You ask her smiling.

"Oh... I'm glad you're doing well... and yes, I actually slept really well last night..." Ellie's eyes are still staring at you, you can't help but notice how happy and close to you she is. You take her hand and start walking to class, after you kiss her cheek. 

Ellie's face is melting and she can't seem to think of anything else but your lips touching her face. You reach the class door and walk through it, Ellie's hand is still on yours and she still looks at you with all her affection. You take your seats as  the teacher enters the classroom. Ellie is trying to stay calm again but it's hard to keep her emotions from going out of control every time that she looks at you. "I'm gonna try to be focused... but... I just know I wanna kiss you right now… it's so hard when I'm close to you..." Ellie tries to stay focused on the class now, she closes her eyes thinking of you, but it's hard to not drift away.

"My brain is not gonna be able to concentrate now... it's all your fault..."

“My fault?” You smile. “Come on, let's pay attention.” You hold her hand.

"Okay, I'm trying to... but your hand is so soft... your lips keep calling my name..." Ellie opens her eyes slowly and stares at you, she's biting her lips trying to stay focused on the teacher. "Y/N... your body is so perfect... I want you so bad right now..." Ellie's voice is soft, she seems to be trying to get her emotions under control.

“The others will hear you…” You whisper to her.

Ellie slowly closes her eyes again, she's trying to think of the class's content now. "But... you're so close to me..." Ellie's voice is quieter, you can't seem to hear much, but you can definitely see her biting her lips to control her excitement. “I want you so bad..."

You try to concentrate on the lesson. Ellie tries to focus on the class once again, but she feels so attracted to you that she can't seem to stay focused on anything else. "Y/N, I'm so close to you... I just want to kiss you... this is ridiculous..."

“Ellie, calm down.��� You chuckle, smiling at her.

"But my body is calling your name... my lips are craving your skin... " She says in a provocative tone. Ellie bites her lip again. "I... I don't know if I can control myself... I feel like I'm gonna faint thinking about your body..."

“You're being a little overdramatic.” You say smiling at her.

"How can I not be dramatic when I'm with you...? My body and my mind are calling you and they don't wanna stop..." Ellie slowly takes off her jacket and reveals her body to you. She's wearing a white tank top. "See...? My body is asking you for a little bit of love... I can't hold myself anymore..."

“Ellie... wait for the class to end.” You try to stay calm and not give her much attention.

"Okay...  But you owe me a big kiss. One kiss for how desperate I am right now..." Ellie is smiling at you with so much affection. "You make me feel so stupid and so crazy at the same time…”

“I'll kiss you, later.” You whisper to her while you try to focus on the class. Ellie smiles at you and her eyes seem focused on what the teacher is saying.

As the bell rings Ellie slowly takes her bag out of the desk and stands up. She grabs you by the hand and you go to the bathroom together as she closes you two inside of a stall. "You don't know how this day has been for me... I've always been the cool bad girl and now I'm the love sick girl who can't stop smiling... but to be honest, I can't control myself with you... you make me happier than any other girl ever did." Ellie slowly walks towards you, she can't seem to wait for that kiss anymore. Ellie's voice is full of love and her body is touching yours. She seems to be so desperate for that kiss right now.

Ellie's body and mind are going crazy once again, you're touching her lips and she seems to be finally feeling happy. She's kissing you slowly and passionately, feeling your lips on hers.  "Oh, Y/N... your mouth is so soft..." Ellie's voice is so soft and sweet when she says these words, but she can't hide the excitement she feels in that moment.

She sits over the toilet lid, "You can sit on my lap now... I just wanna hold you close and feel your body next to mine..." Ellie smiles at you and she pats her legs, inviting you to sit on her lap. Ellie's eyes are wide now, You straddle her lap and she holds you while you kiss. She's so strong... your body is so close to hers... her hands are so gentle and she's still staring at you with love. Ellie is in trance when your fingers start touching her hair, she didn't expect you to do it, but she's so happy that you did. Ellie's hair is so soft... your touch is so gentle... her mind is melting right now. "You're so sweet... I love these moments and I wish the time could stop right here..."

You pull out your phone and take a photo with her. “There, now this moment will be saved for forever.” You whisper as you show her the photo. Ellie smiles at you again when she notices you're taking a picture of the two of you. “You don't know how glad I am that this moment will be with us forever..." She whispers. Ellie's eyes are staring at you still, she seems to be so attracted to your face now. "My little angel... I love you so much..." You start making out but not long after that, the bell rings for the next class.

"Oh don't remind me that we have to go to class now... oh, this hour is gonna take sooo long to be over..." She says with a pout. "I don't wanna go to class now... I've learnt enough today, I just want to be with you... I need you..." She kisses you harder as she holds you tight.

“It's the last one, come on, we have to.” You said in between kisses.

“I can't… I need you…” She whispers.

“Yes you can, silly, we’ll hang out after, yeah?” You say getting up.

"Oh, yes, after class you are mine alright." She says with a smirk. Ellie's eyes are staring at you again, she seems to be in a dream right now.

You two attend class like normal. Ellie's eyes are staring at the teacher again and her body it's away from yours. She's trying to get herself together after all the things she's felt with you throughout the day, it's not easy but she'll have to try to focus on what the teacher is saying. An hour passes and the bell rings.

"Oh... finally..." Ellie looks at you again, her eyes are full of affection and she seems to be so eager to kiss you now. Ellie wants more of your love, she can't wait to kiss your lips again. "Please..." Ellie's voice is so soft and tender as she says this, you could almost melt right now.

“Your house?” You ask, smiling at her while you pack up your stuff. Ellie gets out of her desk quickly and she takes your arm to pull you out of the classroom. "Yes, yes... I'm so excited to feel your lips again..." Ellie holds your hand and you both walk away from the school building. She doesn't know what to say or think anymore, she can almost taste you... All she wants to do now is kiss you.

You both enter Ellie's house, she's holding your hand still, "Let's go to my room upstairs..." Ellie's voice sounds so deep and she's so excited right now. "Are you ready for this, my love... I need you like you can't imagine..."

You enter her room and immediately she starts kissing you. Ellie's body shakes when she feels your lips touching hers again for only a second... her whole body can't seem to handle so much happiness and affection. She is almost in trance right now, the kiss made her realize how much love she feels for you.

"Okay, get comfy, we're gonna have some fun..." She locks the door behind her. Ellie makes sure to lock the door before she guides you to her bed. "You're gonna like this... I can feel it..." Ellie is so excited, she's smiling at you again.

"Lay down on my bed, my love... let's get comfy..." Ellie gets closer to you and pulls you to sit on her lap, her body touching yours and her face is really close.

"I'm so excited, I waited so long for this moment… “ The girl is smiling so much and she seems so anxious to taste your lips again. "Is your body shaking... is your heart beating so much... my love?" She teases. As you kiss, Ellie's body is shaking and her stomach feels warm, she wants to kiss you even more.

"Please, kiss me again... let me taste your lips once more..." The girl is asking these things with all her love, she's really craving your lips again. "Never wanna stop kissing your lips, they're so sweet..."

Ellie's lips are stuck to yours and she can't seem to take her mouth off you... you're just too delicious right now. She wraps her arms around you and her fingers are caressing your hair. Ellie feels like she's in a dream... it's just her and you... nothing else matters.

Ellie's body slowly lays you down on the bed, her arms are still around you but now she wants to feel more of your body. She can already feel the heat in her lips and in her stomach, her heart is beating fast. Ellie's fingers start slowly caressing your hair and your neck... she wants to touch and feel all of you. Ellie's mouth is getting lost in yours, there's nothing else for her that's more important than kissing you. You put your hand under her shirt feeling her skin. Ellie laughs a little when she feels your hand touching her body, her heart is beating even faster and her whole body is shaking.

"Can I take off your shirt, my love?" Ellie looks at you again, her eyes are so hungry for your body, for your lips. She never felt this excited for anything in her life. Ellie gently takes the shirt off you, her eyes are staring at you again and she's smiling.

"Oh my... you're so hot..." Now Ellie can see your body and she's touching it... her hands are slowly caressing your chest and your abbs... she's making circles with her fingers, enjoying every inch of you. You get goosebumps as she touches you lightly.

"Oh, my love, your skin feels so good..." Ellie isn't just caressing your chest now, she's also touching your neck, your stomach and your arms. Her hands keep moving, enjoying the body and the skin of this girl in front of her. "You're so hot, your body tastes so good..." Ellie kisses your neck with love, she just can't stop. You let out tiny moans as you move together. Ellie's body shakes and she looks so happy. Ellie's breath is getting heavier and she can't seem to believe that you're hers.

"You're my angel... you're the love of my life... my world..." Ellie's lips are starting to kiss your ear now, she seems to want to taste every inch of your body. "I'm yours, and you're mine..." 

“I'm all yours…” You say as you hear her deep voice in your ear, Ellie smiles as she feels your love too, her hands start touching all of your body, your back, your abs again, your arms, your chest again.

"You're so perfect, like an angel..." Ellie's mouth is still touching your ears, she loves your taste, she can't wait to do everything with you. Her hands are getting closer to your hips, her mouth is starting to kiss your lips again, she feels like she was born to be with you. You slowly take her shirt off too.

"I can't believe I have you here with me right now... I was missing you so much..." Ellie's lips are starting to kiss your neck again, her mouth is exploring your body and her hands are also touching you everywhere. “I need more... I need more of you right now..."

“You can have all of me…” You say looking into her eyes. As soon as your lips touch hers again, she lets her feelings take over her and she pulls you against her, her hands and her body hold you close. Ellie is kissing you passionately, she just wants to taste you more and more. Her whole body is shaking right now and she can't seem to stop smiling.

“I love you so much... I don't want this to stop..." You straddle her as you kiss. Your body falling on top of Ellie's is the greatest thing she's felt… Ellie's body starts shaking more as you kiss her. She starts slowly biting your lip as she feels your body touching hers,... She feels overwhelmed with happiness. "You are so beautiful... you're so hot right now..." Ellie's body can only feel so many emotions now, her heart is beating so fast, her smile is so wide. She keeps caressing your hips and your body. You are so perfect to her.

You feel her unbuttoning your jeans as you keep kissing her. Ellie takes your hand and places it on her waist, so she can take care of your jeans... she still has so much more to give to you. Ellie's lips are hungry for more, she was waiting for this all day long. You kiss her with your tongue. You explore eachothers mouths.

Ellie's body shakes so badly, this was exactly what she was expecting and she can't believe it's happening right now. Ellie's lips are touching yours, she's using her tongue too and this is the greatest feeling she's ever felt. She's losing herself in the love she feels, she just wants to keep kissing your lips forever. The girl suddenly gets on top of you, pressing her body against yours and she keeps kissing you.

Ellie's hands start caressing your hair and your neck again. Ellie starts moving her body against yours, she's getting closer to you, her lips just want to taste yours again and again and again… Ellie's heart starts beating even faster when she feels you legs wrap around her, she feels so in love... she always wanted this to happen and you know what to do to make her enjoy it. Your legs are wrapping around her and she feels so happy right now... she'll keep your legs where they are, she likes you this close to her. Ellie's hands are not only caressing your neck, they're moving around your body, they want you to feel amazing... She loves you so much.

Ellie looks at you with affection, her eyes are full of happiness. She pulls you against her, her hands are not touching your hips anymore but your chest and your face. Ellie is looking at you in awe, she looks at you like you're the girl she always wanted... she can't believe this is happening. Ellie's hands start caressing your arms and your stomach, this time she has to take off your bra, she wants to see all of your body.

"I wanna take care of you, my love... I know you need it... I can't wait to do everything for you." Ellie can't get enough of you, she wants to keep kissing you forever. Ellie's lips keep moving along with yours, her face is shining with love and happiness, she can also feel some of your joy too. "Oh, my love, my sweet precious..." You're getting very turned on by her. You feel your underwear getting wet.

"You're so fun to kiss..." Ellie can't keep her thoughts to herself, she's losing her mind... her mouth can only seem to taste your lips every time she sees you. Her eyes are all shiny from her feelings, she's smiling with so much love and happiness. Her eyes are now glued on your body, she's so excited for this moment.

"You're so beautiful..." Ellie is about to kiss you again, she wants to taste more of your lips. Your face is so near to her, your skin looks so perfect. Her hands are starting to move down, reaching your legs and your butt, she can't get enough of you.

"I wanna feel everything you have... your whole body... I wanna touch it all..."

“I'm all yours…” You say a bit out of breath.

"I'm yours too, I'll always be yours..." Ellie's hands are now caressing your legs again, she is so happy to be with you now. You get goosebumps as she touches your skin.

"Your legs are so hot..." Ellie's heart beats even faster now that you're giving her this moment... your skin looks perfect and she doesn't want to stop touching you. "Can't take this anymore, I need to kiss you again... please, let me taste your lips once more… “ You kiss her again and start to unbutton her jeans. She starts moving her hands to your hips again, she wants to keep you close to her and to feel your body touching hers. Ellie loves that you unbutton her jeans, she can't wait to get her body on yours, it feels so perfect right now. she takes her jeans off not taking her eyes off of you. She's looking down at you, thinking about how this is happening for real.

"You're so amazing... I would do anything to be with you..." Ellie is losing herself in her feelings again, her body gets closer to yours, her hands now touching you, she wants to feel everything about you. You kiss her as you feel her body on yours. She is so warm, her skin is so soft. Ellie's heart is beating so fast she can't even breathe for a second, this moment is exactly what she's been imagining all day. Ellie's fingers move through your hair, her heart beats even faster but she can't stop smiling.

“I'm ready for more Ellie…” You say in a whisper. Ellie's mind is going to the next step, her body is feeling hot and she just wants to show you and feel you. "Oh, yes, I want to touch you, my love..." Ellie's fingers are moving along your body now. “You're mine..." She whispers in your ear.

You take off her sports bra and her chest is now bare.  Ellie's breathing stops when you take her sports bra off, her body is shaking with the idea of you touching her chest, of you touching her skin again. She's not only feeling hot and excited, she's also feeling happy. Ellie's eyes are still stuck to you, she looks like she's in paradise right now.

You let your hands travel up and down her body. Her breathing starts to get heavier as she feels your touch on her body again, your hands explore every inch of her and she's loving every second of it. There's no place Ellie wouldn't want you to touch, she feels so happy and loved. "Oh, yes... oh, my love... keep going..."

You kiss her neck gently. Ellie starts to shiver... your kiss on her neck is making her feel so happy and so loved. Ellie can't control it anymore, she needs you. You keep going and kiss her chest. Ellie's whole body shakes with excitement as you keep kissing her, her mind is lost in you. Ellie's eyes are glued to yours while you're doing this, she can't find more words to describe how much she loves you right now. You kiss her abbs. Ellie's abs are getting tense, your touch is driving her crazy. She can't believe this is happening, every minute now with you feels like the best moment. Ellie can't describe what she's feeling, but she knows she'd do anything for you... you belong to her and she belongs to you.

You come back up and kiss her, filled with desire. Ellie is breathing so heavily, her whole body is shaking. She can't be more excited to feel your desire for her. She looks straight into your eyes, wanting to see all of your affection. Her eyes shine so much with happiness, you're her whole world now. Ellie's lips are now ready for more, her tongue wants to touch yours again. She keeps kissing you, she doesn't want to stop this, your tongue is the sweetest she's ever tasted. She puts her hands on your hips, she wants you to feel how much her heart is racing and she wants it to race even more.  Ellie takes charge of the situation, your arms are around her body and she wants to make you feel all of her desire. Her body is close to yours, she's moving her head just to find your lips again with her lips. She just can't wait to feel your lips again and again, your tongue just keeps making her want more. Ellie's eyes are glued to you all the time, you're so perfect for her.

Ellie keeps kissing you, she doesn't want this to stop. She feels you and only you, she's so comfortable... These moments mean everything to her. Her hands are now moving along your body, her fingers have so much desire. You can feel her hand traveling down your stomach. Ellie just can't wait to show you more and more how much she wants you. Ellie's fingers move along your thighs, they're touching your skin once again and she can't get enough of it. There's no limit to how much she wants you, she's touching you slowly, caressing you with care until she's finally ready to go further. Your touch is making her heart beat so heavily, she just can't stay away from you.

"You feel so good... so hot and so perfect..." You look at her a little out of breath as you feel her touch on your inner thighs. Ellie can't take her eyes away from yours, it's like she was made for you and she'll do anything for you. She loves how you look at her, like you only wanted her. Her touch on your inner thighs is getting closer to where you want it to be, she has so much desire to taste all of your body. She looks like she'd die if she didn't kiss your lips one more time or feel your skin touching hers.

You can feel her finger run through the hem of your underwear. Ellie's heart is feeling so full right now, she doesn't care about anything else but you, her body and her mind are yours. You let her take your underwear off. She holds your panties and sees how soaked they were already. "You're so hot right now,... so hot... you're mine…”

“I'm yours Ellie…” you say looking at her.

"You're all mine..." Ellie's voice sounds deep and filled with lust. You can feel your core heating up just from her voice. Ellie feels so much desire right now, she wants to do everything with you, she can't stop thinking about how amazing this moment is. Her eyes are glued to your body, she's feeling so attached to you and it feels so amazing, like she just can't let you go.

Ellie can't describe all of the feelings she's having, her body is shaking and her heart is beating so fast. Your touch is making it easier for her to feel even more attached to you, she just can't describe how much she loves you. Your body is touching hers and she can't think about anything else.

Ellie's face is so red when you moan, that sound… her mind was lost in your body. You're making her feel so much love, so much desire and so much happiness... no one in the world can take her away from you. Your kiss is so sweet, she's feeling so much love and happiness as she keeps going. The feeling of your lips touching her is the most amazing experience she's ever had. She just can't believe this is happening, she has never felt so much of this before. Your lips are so perfect to her, she can't even describe how much she wants to be with you. Ellie's eyes look at you, like she wants you all the time. She wants to have more of you. Her words are getting lost in your kiss, she just wants to share all of the love she feels for you.

You start making out more passionately. The both of you start moaning into the kiss,, Ellie caresses your thighs slowly as she makes her way to your cunt. As soon as she feels your wetness, she smirks and she starts getting fuelled purely by desire. She starts moving her fingers causing you to moan more and her pupils go wide. Her kisses are getting slopier as she continues to touch you. You can feel her slender fingers massaging your clit faster and you can't stop the moans from coming out of your mouth. She is getting drunk to your every sound. She breaks the kiss for a bit and kisses down your neck to your chest and breasts. She swears she has never seen prettier tits than yours. She sucks on your nipples and gently bites one of them as she looks up to see your reaction. her fingers are starting to move faster and faster, making you go crazy. You arch your back as she continues. She seems happy with herself and her skills. After a few minutes she starts prodding at your entrance. You just keep feeling hotter by the second, your face is so red at this point. She slowly inserts her middle finger in your hole until she's knuckle deep inside you. The moans of your making are music to her ears. She starts pumping it in and out of you, looking down at your pussy as she watches it swallow her finger.  “Fuck…” She mutters under her breath.

You just close your eyes in pleasure and pure ecstasy. She slowly inserts a second finger and moans to herself as she feels it go inside your tight hole. She comes down to kiss you as she starts picking up her pace. In between kisses and moans she asks you, “You like that princess?...” All you can do is nod and look into her eyes. She starts going faster and faster until you start feeling that familiar sensation forming in your stomach. She breaks the kiss and just looks at your fucked up face to see you cumm on her fingers. You can feel your orgasm washing over you and your legs shaking. She bites her bottom lip as she watches you. She feels like she's on cloud nine. As she sees she's close to overstimulating you, she starts slowing down before eventually stopping. She brings the fingers that she just used to fuck you whith, to her mouth so she can suck every drop of your cum off of them. after that she kisses you so you can feel your own taste on her tongue. She feels like she's in a trance.

“That was so good Ells…” You say panting. She looks at you with a mischievous look in her eyes. She comes closer and whispers in your ear, “I have a surprise for you… Don't move, I'll be right back…” She gets up and goes to her closet and picks up a black box. She then comes back to bed and sits next to you. You have no idea what is inside the box and are a bit nervous to be honest. She opens the box and reveals a strap-on she bought with the intention to be used only on you. Your eyes go wide and your heart races. But you can't deny that you're getting more excited by the second.

She gets up and puts it on looking at you. She really wants to make you feel good but she also want to fuck you into oblivion. You look up at her biting your bottom lip as she gets on the bed and gets in between your open legs. She comes down and kisses you gently. “Are you ready baby?” She smiles mischievously looking you in the eyes. You can only nod as your breathing is getting faster, when you feel the tip touching your pussy. She grabs the base and teases you with it rubbing it on your clit. You moan a bit and her pupils get blown. She then lines it up to your entrance and looks you in the eyes. She slowly pushes it in. It hurt a bit at first but after a few seconds you can feel your hole getting used to the size and she pushes it even further. Her smile grows wider as she pushes into you. Every tiny sound you make just makes her want you more.

She starts moving her hips slowly, pulling and pushing it inside you. It feels so good that  all you can do is close your eyes and hold on to her back, almost digging your nails on her skin. As she feels your nails she starts going faster and faster. You start getting louder and it only makes her want to fuck you harder. Her pace is now fast and she doesn't intend on stopping anytime soon. Everytime she pushes it inside you, it bumps deliciously into her clit, making her moan. She holds your jaw with one of her hands so you look at her while she stuffs you. “Fuck… Such a good girl taking my cock…” You look at her as you feel her going faster. She pulls out for a moment making you moan. She then quickly turns you on your stomach and pulls your hips up. This takes you by surprise as you feel her ramming her cock into you, full force making you gasp. She starts fucking you hard and you swear you could see stars. It feels so good. She keeps going, slapping your ass as she goes. You wince a bit in pain but you can't deny that you are loving this. She pushes your face in to the mattress with one hand as the other grabs your hip so she can fuck you right. You're just a mess of moans right now. All you can hear is Ellie mumbling under her breath some “Fucks and good girls”. After a few minutes she lets go of your face and pulls you by your hair so your back is to her chest as she fucks you, her other hand holding you in place. she whispers in your ear, “Are you going to be a good girl and let me fuck you until i cum, hum?” You keep moaning as she fucks you harder. She pushes you face back down into the mattress and holds you there. “Take it like a good girl, you're mine now…. youre gonna take what i give you…” She says in a deep voice in between moans. Ellie can feel her own orgasm approaching which only makes her want to fuck you even harder. Shes going to fuck you dumb until you cant speak anymore. You can hear her as she moans louder, you know she is about to cum. She goes harder as if it were possible. “I'm gonna cum baby… I'm gonna cum… i… I'm cumming…” She lets out as her orgasm washes over her. You cant even form words right now, she just made you come so many times while she was fucking you just now. You feel like you're in heaven. 

Ellie starts slowing down, she pulls out of you carefully and lets go of your head. She takes the strap off and sets it to the side to be washed later. She lays beside you in bed giving you gentle kisses wrapping her arms around you. “I love you so much… “ She says in your ear, " I'm never letting you go.” The two of you eventually fall asleep holding each other and you couldn't feel happier. You don't want Ellie to ever let you go ever again

[your-divine-ribs]

I’m With the Band Part 30

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I can do nothing but watch helplessly as Johnny, Dean and Joe make for the door. Joe has a cheeky glint in his eye as he claps Sam firmly on the back as he passes by. "Enjoy yer brekkie mate!" He sniggers, eyes darting to me as he shouts out a goodbye, but I don't reply. I've got my eyes fixed on Johnny, willing him to stop and turn around. Surely he can feel the heat of my angry glare? It must be burning into the back of his skull like a pair of twin laser beams.

If he does he chooses to ignore it, slipping through the open door as Dean holds it open for him and Joe, then their noisy chatter finally gets cut off as it closes behind them, leaving me and Sam alone.

If I could have magically conjured up a rift in the coffee shop floor that I could slide into and hide away then I would. Anything would be better than facing Sam right now.

I consider my options. I could get up out of my seat and make a dash for the door, or I could stay where I am and face the music, actually try and take some responsibility for something for once.

I steal a glance at Sam, watch as his heavy brow furrows into a deep crease, an unreadable expression on his face. I'm half expecting him to turn straight back round and walk away and out the door but he doesn't. He just stands there for a few moments looking at me, and then to my surprise he walks over, coming to a stop at the entrance to my booth.

"I'm guessing by the look on yer face that you didn't know owt about this either?"

"Uh-huh..."

I nervously chew at my bottom lip, wide eyes imploring him for mercy, hoping he's calmed down since he unleashed on me in the kitchen of the hotel suite. My hands are clasped around my coffee cup, fingers anxiously pawing at the ceramic as I surreptitiously try to release some of my pent up, nervous energy.

Then to my complete surprise I note Sam's lips curl up at the edges, a hint of a smile that he doesn't try to hide. "Bloody Bondy," he muses to himself, shaking his head. "Trust him to pull a stunt like this. That's him all over that is. Never could stand to see anyone fighting."

I allow a tiny giggle of relief to slip out. "I had no idea what he was up to... I swear. I'm going to  kill him."

"Aye, and if ya need a hand I'm right here," Sam nods. He steps even closer, sliding into the opposite side of the booth and taking a seat so he's sitting right opposite, facing me.

There's an awkward moment of silence where Sam picks up the menu and starts to scan it and I feel like I should fill the quiet, but I'm not sure how to. On one hand I don't want to dredge everything back up, but on the other I know if I let things simmer, it's just going to make it even more awkward further down the line.

"Sam..." I begin, stopping short when he lowers the menu and his face comes into view.

"I... errr... I just wanted to say..." I pause, taking a deep breath.

Damn, this apologising shit is harder than I thought it would be. He raises his eyebrows, cool blue eyes scanning my face. His expression's unnervingly neutral, not giving anything away. I squirm where you sit, just about to formulate a heartfelt apology into words when a waitress appears to take Sam's order. An exhale of pure relief escapes me as Sam's attention gets diverted. He orders a full English breakfast with all the trimmings... these band guys sure have hearty appetites... and I opt for another coffee, my stomach too tied up in anxious knots to eat.

The waitress eventually leaves and Sam reclines back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest. "So... what did you want to say to me then?"

It's useless, any momentum I'd picked up earlier has now gone, my courage retreated. "Oh yeah," I mumble, eyes darting between Sam's expectant gaze and my empty coffee cup. "I just wanted to know... how the show went... this morning?"

I think I see a tiny flicker of something resembling hopefulness die in Sam's eyes at my avoidance of the situation but I can't be sure. He cracks a small grin nevertheless, amused.

"Yeah, it was good... really good. I wouldn't recommend appearing on live national TV with a stonking hangover though! Reckon I was still a bit pissed to be honest." He chuckles to himself, rubbing his face briskly with his hands. "Christ I feel rough, sure I must look it too."

A quick appraisal of Sam shows that definitely isn't the case. His hair's a little mussed and he has a dark shadow forming on his chin where he's unshaven, but if anything this hint of ruggedness just adds to his overall attractiveness. I can't help the smugness that washes over me as flashbacks of last night flood my mind.

"No... not at all," I hurriedly say, my smile uncharacteristically coy. "You look good... really good actually. I'm sure no one noticed that you'd been on it last night."

Sam laughs again. "Of course they did, but then I reckon the whole world knows exactly what I was up to last night though thanks to you, eh?"

His voice is tinged with sarcasm, his expression pointed, and I feel my confidence shrinking even more. I start talking immediately, my cheeks growing hotter by the second until I feel like I might burst into flames.

"Look Sam... I am so sorry. I swear I never meant those photos to get out. I'm an idiot. I know it's a poor excuse but I was drunk and I didn't think it through. I guess I was just caught up in the moment and excited to be with you..." I pause, sucking in a quick breath, my voice decreasing in volume until it's nothing more than a sulky murmur as I look down at the tabletop, avoiding Sam's eyes. "If I could go back in time and undo everything I would, believe me."

There's quiet for a moment and I glance up, surprised to see Sam watching me with a small smirk curving his lips. "You'd undo everything that happened last night then, would ya?"

"Not everything," I reply quickly, my own smile emerging tentatively. "I definitely don't regret that... not for a second... even if you do."

Now it's my turn to watch Sam's reactions, curious as to how his feelings might have changed since last night, wondering whether my big mistake means that any chance of a repeat performance is completely off the cards in the future. He holds my gaze for a moment, pensive like he might be considering the same thing. Then suddenly he's sitting forward and leaning towards me, reaching for my hands and entangling them from the coffee cup that I'm still grasping. I'm stunned but I let him entwine his fingers through mine, our clasped hands coming to rest on the table top in a blatantly public display of affection that shocks me even further.

"I like you Arabella... I really do." He smiles, warm and surprisingly sincere. "I'm not gonna lie, when you're in this industry it's really not hard to find a quick hook-up, some of the lasses... you should see 'em! Proper throwing themselves at me!" He pauses, eyes as wide as saucers. "Me of all people! I'm just a bloody normal lad from Shields an' all. Couldn't pull to save me life at school!"

I giggle at his comical expression. "Well... you are famous now, what do you expect?"

"Exactly... and that's just the problem." He sounds exasperated, although I can't for the life of me work out why.

"I thought that was every guy's dream? To be lusted after by loads of girls? You could probably take your pick."

He sighs. He's still holding on to my hands and I surreptitiously glance around, wondering if anyone's noticed that none other than Sam-fucking-Fender's siting here with me now, holding on to me like he's no intention of ever letting me go.

"Like I said, it's dead easy to find a quick fling, a meaningless shag, but what's not easy to find is a real connection with someone that's more than that... someone genuine who sees past all the fame and shit. Someone you can trust..."

Trust...

The word hangs in the air, stirring up the guilt that's still simmering inside from letting Sam down like I did... but hold on... what's he actually saying here? I'm stunned and mildly anxious, trying to make sense of his words.

"You can trust me Sam, if that's what you're saying. I just fucked up the once, that's all. I wouldn't dream of doing it again, but I don't... umm... I'm not errr.... I'm not looking for anything steady... a relationship..."

What the hell am I saying? I'm aware that a million and one girls would be clamouring to be in my position right now, sitting opposite Sam whilst he talks candidly like this, it's just with words like 'trust' and 'real connections' being bandied about I can't help but feel a surge of panic. It's an instinctive reaction that I can't control, my aversion to commitment putting up automatic barriers.

But I needn't have worried. Sam's smiling again, that boyish grin of his that makes his dimples pop. "Ahh, don't worry love, I'm not actually looking for a relationship either... well not in the conventional sense anyway. I've just split up with my long-term girlfriend, see." His face scrunches a little with something I can't identify... regret maybe. "It were the relentless touring, never being at home, all the interviews and appearances, it just got too much. I couldn't give her what she wanted... what she deserved..."

I recall my conversation with Johnny. "Bondy said you were off women... 'no more lasses for me'... I think that's how he put it. Your words apparently."

Sam chuckles, shaking his head. "Yeah well... that was until last night. It's great on tour with all the lads, they're like me best mates, but I miss a bit of female company from time to time." His smile turns mischievous then, a certain twinkle in his eye that makes my pulse quicken. "I enjoyed last night ya know, I mean like I really enjoyed it."

I smirk back at him, playful and seductive. "Me too."

"Which is why..." he begins, leaning further over the table with a nod of his head, urging me to do the same, secretive. I comply.

"Uh-huh?"

"Which is why I wondered if you wanted to come to some sort of... arrangement..." His voice is low, barely audible, his cheeks stained an adorable shade of pink. "I... errr... I don't usually do this kinda thing, but like I said before Arabella, I like you a lot. You said yourself you weren't looking for anything serious, but you're good fun to be around, you make me laugh, you're... sexy as hell..."

His blush deepens and I find my own cheeks heating up again.

"Arrangement?" I repeat and he nods eagerly, a sense of understanding passing between us both. It's only too obvious what he's asking of me, and I can barely contain my excitement.

"You mean like fuck buddies?"

At that exact moment the middle-aged waitress appears with Sam's breakfast order and my coffee and I brazenly meet her look of distaste with a bold and challenging smirk. Sam withdraws his hands like mine are suddenly scalding hot.

"Jesus Arabella, keep ya voice down, would ya?" He hisses once she's out of ear-shot.

I bite down a giggle at his shocked face, grinning widely. "Well... that's what you mean isn't it?"

His shock quickly gives way to laughter and he shakes his head, amused disbelief. "I was thinking more like... friends with benefits actually. We're gonna be seeing a lot of each other so, ya know, if stuff happens then stuff happens..."

"Friends with benefits?" I echo, trying to keep my cool even though there's a whole host of excited fireworks exploding inside me. I definitely wasn't expecting this when Bondy set me up in the sneaky way that he did. I wonder whether he'd still have done what he did if he'd have anticipated this outcome? Probably not... but who knows with Bondy? The man's an enigma and I've still not succeeded in fully working out his motives.

"So...?"

Sam's hopeful eyes and flushed cheeks bring me back to the present and the still unaccepted offer which hangs in the air between us both. He looks nervous but eager as hell and that fact alone is enough to make me want to climb over the table right now and press my lips against his by way of a binding agreement.

I decide on a more subtle approach though, a sweet smile with an edge of wickedness which Sam quickly reciprocates, and a simple reply. "Sounds good to me... sign me up I guess!"

Sam's wearing an expression like all his Christmases have come at once and he picks up his knife and fork and assesses his plate of food.

"We gotta be discreet though," he tells me, skewering a sausage with his fork and lifting it up. "And ya can't tell any of the Catfish lads, not even Bondy... and not Van... especially not Van..." He shakes his head, looking cautious. "And no more sneaky photos to your mates, okay? It'll just get complicated if people find out."

I reach forward, plucking the sausage off his fork with a cheeky grin, bringing it up to my lips in a blatantly suggestive action which makes his eyes bug out of his head.

"Don't worry Sam... it'll be our little secret. No one needs to know."

I take a big bite.

[cherryinsalemverse]

Batmom!Reader x Batfam

Summary: It is a fic inspired by that one youtube playlist. Wordcount: 1136 Warnings: I do NOT own anything in this fic! The characters nor the playlist! But please check the playlist it is awesome! Also this is my first fic and English is not my mother tongue. I'm sorry for every grammar mistake I made. Please enjoy.

 You wanted to believe that it was a joke. You wanted to believe that he made it in time. That Jason was still alive. You wanted to, with every cell in your body. Yet you knew. Bruce would never lie to you. He would never make a joke that would hurt you. 

The news crushed your heart into million pieces, it crushed your life apart too. At first, you were angry at yourself. You knew the second Jason was the new Robin. You knew you should have prevented it. Instead of helping him to be a better fighter to protect himself, you should have protected him from his choices. He was just a kid. Your kid. With or without blood.

You loved Jason as much as you loved Dick. Definitely more than yourself and maybe more than Bruce too. And it saddened you the moment he told you, you were not his 'mom'. You knew it was the heat of the argument. You both got louder and louder and being stubborn none of you took a step back. He screamed.

"You can't just try to push yourself into my life! I fucking hate you! Stay away from me, you're not even my mom for fucks sake. You're just a pretend, playing house with Bruce!"

If you checked on him that night -when he left home- if you reached out to him instead of drowning in your own pain maybe you wouldn't be burning in a much stronger sorrow now. Because damn it hurt, it hurt you so much what he said to you. You tried to let it pass. 'He is a kid, he doesn't mean it.' But it didn't pass, it didn't get better. It only got worse the more time passed. His last words were ringing in your ears.

 His leaving was like a knife through your chest. You knew you would never feel better till you find him. You told yourself that you would talk with him and let him go if he still wouldn't want to be your boy. Your sweet boy. As long as he was safe, you would accept anything. But the knife through your chest only went deeper with time and pierced your heart when you learned he was long gone.

Time would heal any wound they said. Your wound only bled more. Dick was there for you. And Tim after him. Bruce was distancing himself. You couldn't help him then. Couldn't find the words in you to take him out of his guilt. No. Because once you got out of blaming yourself, you blamed him. It was his idea in the first place to take children to fight. It was him who couldn't protect your little angel. It was him who couldn't find him in time, get to him in time. Let him die and perish in the hands of a criminal who got away with way too much death. And it drove you nuts when he didn't avenge your son. How could he, let the man loose and alive after all that happened.

At last, you blamed the man himself. The clown that haunted your dreams. The Joker. That bastard was the real one you should blame. And you did indeed. You swear on your life that you would take down him even if you had to go down as well. You were not one to break her promises. 

Parting your way from Bruce, you suit up as the Scarlet. Lady Death, The Rednight. You didn't care about others than the Joker. As long as they were not connected you made alliances with the rest of the villains even. You needed resources of income and intel since Bruce was onto your back. At every chance, you got a hold of Joker he was there to save him from you. But you made it after much spent time. Learned from your mistakes and got yourself a chance to keep your promise. You tracked the bastard once he was out of Arkham. 

"Did you miss me mama bird?" said Joker once you took off the sack on his head. His hands were tied at his sides open. Bones were broken on both of his arms as well as his kneecaps. You didn't want to kill him just yet, he didn't deserve a peaceful death. No. Just like the video he sent, he was gonna be broken down in every way possible. Yet he was laughing. You placed your gun in his mouth not caring to answer. He was seeing this as a play. You were not.

The window of the warehouse broke down when Bruce came in, in his Batman costume. You didn't flinch, way too used to his schemes. You took out your other gun and pointed at him.

"Scarlet, drop your guns." his tone was like steel. "Be reasonable, killing him won't change anything." You bent your head to the side slightly.

"You have no idea just how reasonable I've been," you said. "He took my boy and if you can't take him out, Batman, I can." you opened the safety of the gun which you were pointing at Bruce.

"You don't understand. I don't think you've ever understood." he shook his head taking a step towards you. "You're putting the city in danger, letting those hell creatures loose."

You shot the wall next to him, barely missing one of his arms. "Sending those creatures after her instead of myself was mercy." he stopped midstep. You knew with Bruce's protection Harley was safe. For now. "And despite your hypocrisies and insults, I begged you to safely get out of my way." 

You turned your head to the Joker, ready to pull the trigger.

"No! God almighty. No. It'd be too damned easy." Bruce called out to you. 

"All I ever wanted to do was kill him. A day doesn't go by when I don't think about subjecting him to every horrendous torture he has dealt out to others. And then end him."

"Then end him. Let's end this here, tonight. I missed you, I missed my boys." your voice was close to a whisper. 

"But if I do that, if I allow myself to go down in that place I'll never come back." he took another step toward you, hands reached out.

"You've exhausted my patience. But I do hope you understand. And even now what's about to happen." you turned your head sharp to him, your teary eyes glowing with the moonlight with something like madness in them. You shot towards his leg. Bruces dodged the bullet with a somersault. Now being much closer to you.

"I won't miss one more time." you took your other gun out of Joker's mouth. The man started to giggle. 

" This is me being reasonable." you pulled the trigger.

[handsswritten]

mericcup month | week 1: movies

find this on spanish here! ¡toca acá para leerlo en español!

(A/N) english is not my first language and this is actually the first time i'm posting my writing translated, so keep that in mind.

just very fluffy mericcup with... a little twist. (no nsfw)

word count: 693

“Adventure is out there!” we shouted, bringing our faces closer together.

She threw her head back laughing, and I tried to keep looking at her in the midst of my own laughter, my narrowed eyes making the task almost impossible.

“You intimidated me the first day we met,” I said, trying to get her attention. And it worked; those turquoise eyes were now looking at me, as she covered her mouth with one hand.” And you made me swear crossing my heart that I would fly you in a blimp to the place of your dreams.“

She peeled her palm from his face.

“Paradise Falls.” She whispered softly, gazing at the floor tenderly. Her nostalgia was mine too.

Gods, I love her.

“You also forcibly joined me to your club and practically broke my arm, but those are only details.” She laughed again and I settled a little more on the bed, trying to look as casual as possible.

Her legs crossed Indian style were very close to mine, facing each other, sitting on what today officially became our married bed.

“You, also,” I poked her “insulted my prosthetic leg, but that's just another detail.” This time she pretended she wasn't amused, giving me an offended shove.

“I remember it very differently”

I ran my hands up and down her legs instead of answering, that white, smooth skin, full of beautiful ginger freckles. They drove me crazy.

“You barged into my club house when I was in the middle of an exploration, and you weren't talking! at all!”

I shook my head in amusement.

“You never gave me room. With that crazy hair” I ran a hand through her curls, tucking them behind her shoulders. “Those medals made out of soda pop caps and those missing baby teeth, which most likely didn't fall out on their own-

She pushed me back, harder this time, making me lay back on the bed.

“Besides, you were... too much. Taller than me, braver, more alive.” She settled down next to me, resting that curly head on my chest. I ignored the heat on my face because, for Thor's sake, we were already married. I took a breath and let it out. “I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you when you left out the window that night, Mer.”

She settled further into me, as if I were a pillow, and we laid in comfortable silence. Just feeling her breathing and mine slowly synchronize. I closed my eyes and hugged her, remembering the time she had announced her presence by tying my blue balloon to a stick and sending it in my direction.

I had never felt so much peace in my life. Now, at this moment, i mean. The night she sent me the balloon I hit my face twice with my own cast and made an oath I couldn't take back.

I didn't want to, anyway.

I don't want to.

“You know, Hiccup?” I answered with a hmm, too comfortable to open my eyes. “My dream was always to go to Paradise Falls, land lost in time," she said the whole name, and as she said it, I did in my mind too. ”But I think I already found another one.”

Before I could ask, she added; “Another dream.” She passed one of her legs over mine, “Kill me for being corny, but being here, in your arms, is my land lost in time. Only we're not lost, because I find myself in you, every day. And I know it's always going to be that way.” I smiled, knowing that our lives had become an adventure since we met, and would be no matter what.

I took the stick I had tied a blue balloon to earlier and stuck it in the ground next to her headstone.

“Adventure is out there, it's always going to be that way, Mer. Let’s go buddy.” I caressed his head and he purred, that beautiful, soft vibration being the only comfort I have left.

Merida DunBroch

Woman, daughter, sister, wife and most importantly: the bravest dreamer this world has ever had the pleasure of knowing

[atalho-s]

Light Up The Dark

Part 1 | June

pairing: bartender!tom x famous!reader

warnings: some smut +18 (in this particular chapter it’s nothing TOO explicit, but miniors be aware), swear words?, drinking, let me know if anything else!

words: 4.9 k

summary: y/n is a famous horror writer. Her books are on the lips of the people and her face is on all the magazine covers of promising young people.

She has just moved to Los Angeles, the city of celebrities and luxury, when she starts to get a writer's block as she starts writing her newest book. A way to distract herself and seek inspiration leads her to have her destiny mapped out with a simple waiter named Tom who has a delicious british accent.

What happens when her inspiration comes back only after she spends a night with him and she only manages to write after being in the company of that guy she just met? Maybe he'll become her newest addiction.

a/n: english it’s not my first language, so i’m sorry for any mistake! this is a series i started writing a while ago, i hope y’all enjoy :) the reader it’s from brazil here, but you can replace from any country you want lol And obv i’m not from LA and never been there, so if i say something out of reality it’s bc of that 😂

"June arrived at the restaurant, sat down near the bar and looked around vaguely. The strange people's faces made her think better and maybe drink a shot of tequila too.

She opened his folder with the horrifying photos of the mysterious case. She felt sick to her stomach.

People said that by then she should have been used to see this kind of thing, but that was repulsive.

She wish the nightmare she had the night before was a way to solve that puzzle, but believing in the afterlife now wouldn't help her... If...If..."

- Damn it... - Y/n slammed her fist on the table. - Writer's block sucks. - She said and took the last sip of her tea.

It s been a week since she couldn't write anything. She would write maybe two paragraphs, maybe even three if she got lucky, but she always ended up erasing it, because she always turned into something meaningless or too cliche.

Damn the time she had promised to deliver something to her editor by the end of the month. But she hadn't counted on the lack of ideas when she agreed to that.

She got up from her chair in frustration and crossed her arms, pacing, as if her creativity had gone out for a walk and she was waiting impatiently for it to come back.

Why had she agreed to write a new book in the first place? She didn't need money. Their previous four books were already making huge profits, and they were going to make a new television series based on one of them.

So why writing another one? Maybe because, she had been having too many nightmares lately. Many family and friends told her to see a psychologist, see if she didn't have some hidden trauma. But looking for a psychologist? Admitting your weaknesses and personal things to a stranger? Never. That would be horrifying.

Writing helped. Transferring his fears to pages was hers gift. When she wrote she didn't have nightmares, didn't see things, wasn't sad. It was like a drug, a calming medicine.

Maybe fame was also making her restless lately. She hated being the spotlight, being the magazine cover of promising young people. She hated to see her name highlighted. But she loved having readers, yes. She loved when someone felt good reading her books or in the good sense of the word: terrified by her stories.

At the height of her 25 years, he never thought her books would become famous at that point. She had always enjoyed writing since she was a child, but working with it was just an unattainable dream. Until, at age 19, she quit her hideous job as a hotel receptionist and decided to publish her first story.

Obviously there were many rejections, until a publisher agreed to publish their work. From then on, her books became more and more known. They called her the new horror genius, the mystery queen, and sometimes even "Stephen King's lost daughter."

She didn't think it was all that. But she accepted the descriptions gladly. No wonder her books didn't come out of the top spot on the best sellers.

Another thing that motivated her to continue with that story, was a phrase from her own idol mentioned, Stephen King: "good stories are those that stay in the head for a long time". And God only knew how that story had been with her for far too long. She always wanted to put it down on paper, so here she was trying to put into words what her head brought up as random thoughts.

But now she was having one of his first creative blocks. Obviously she had already had it with previous books, but nothing as frustrating as this one. She had been trying hard for days, which was exhausting.

She looked at the clock on the wall: 11pm. Who knows if she took another break before starting writing again? Maybe it would help to come up with more ideas.

She thought about watching a show or movie, but he wasn't in the mood. She looked at her long polka dot pajamas under her favorite warm robe and snorted. Go out? On a Thursday night? On a cold night? No way.

But what if it helped her have more writing material? Watching people on the street really helped. If June, the character in her book, was in a bar, maybe if she went to one too it would help to have something to build on.

Writers did it all the time. Describe places that already existed, situations similar to which they lived. So, it wouldn't be new. Maybe she'd even put the location in her tribute if helped she got out of her creative block.

She took a deep breath and went to take a shower. It was decided, she would go out. She put on her best jeans, a Ramones T-shirt with a leather jacket. It wasn't a fancy outfit, but she didn't intend to go somewhere fancy anyway. Her stylist would have been dying to see her now, but she didn't care one bit.

She went out pressing the bottom of the elevator. Y/n had lived on the top floor of a building for 2 months, right in downtown Los Angeles. Sometimes she didn't even know why she chose to live there, she hated the big city and what came with it: paparazzi, celebrities, crazy people who feel superior, wealth and luxury. She came from a humble family, so she always felt like an outsider.

Y/n arrived downstairs and left the condominium calling a taxi that was passing in the street just in time. She walked in and closed the door, crossing her arms, trying to ward off the cold.

- Good night miss, where are you going? - the driver asked looking at her in the rearview mirror.

- Good night... Actually I don't know, do you have any suggestions for a bar around here?- she asked looking out the window. She didn't even bother to look for suggestions for places nearby.

- Well, it depends on what you're looking for... Something luxurious or something fun? - He said and a smiled played on the corer of her mouth. Luxurious was the opposite of fun indeed.

- Something fun, of course.

- So, I suggest the new Seven Devils bar, it's less than 20 minutes from here... - he said.

- Interesting name... Could be. - She said shrugging.

- The name is kinda creepy, but the place is cozy and welcoming, I went once. - the driver said starting and entering the street that was practically empty for being a weekday.

- Cool... - Y/n said looking at the city lights through the window.

After nearly twenty minutes the taxi stopped in front of what appeared to be a small door with a security guard in front of it. The neon sign indicated the name of the place, it seemed a mysterious place for those who passed by without knowing it.

- Thanks. - Y/n said handing the driver the money.

- You're not the Y/n Y/l/n? I didn't want to say anything, but I'm a fan of you, I love your books, they help me pass the time while I wait for passengers. - the driver asked turning a little with one of the Y/n books in his hand. - Could you sign this for me?

- Sure! - Y/n spoke excitedly taking the book from his hand and leaving a message along with her signature. - Thanks for the tip of the place. Have a good night... - She said opening the door.

- No, thank you, have a good night miss. -he said and she smiled closing the door and the taxi left leaving her alone looking at the door in front of her.

She approached the security guard who wished her good night, giving her room to enter, after she showed her ID. Y/n entered a little afraid of what she would find. The door behind her closed and she looked around. It was really cozy as the taxi driver said, it had a part with several tables, which were a little empty and a bar with stools around. The place had a good atmosphere, one of those that people go there to meet and chat with friends, in the background there was a kind of pop song that she wasn't sure if she knew or not.

He slowly approached the bar and sat down on one of the stools. A woman with several tattoos appeared behind the counter and came to serve her.

- Good night! How can I serve you?- she asked with a smile.

- Good night... Hm... Maybe a martini? - Y/n said taking a look at the drinks on the shelf behind the attendant.

- Okay, I'll be back with your order, anything else?

- That's it for now, thanks. - She replied smiling and the attendant walked away.

Y/n kept looking around, watching people, maybe looking for some inspiration. Something that would turn the key in his mind. Many who were there were in groups of friends and were talking animatedly, laughing. Some young and some older, in suits and ties, perhaps coming out of work.

Until one guy in particular caught her attention. He wore the black uniform with the name of the place, with an apron tied around the waist of the same color, and was picking up some glasses from some empty tables. He had dark brown hair slicked back and eyes the same color, very expressive and large. A boy's face from the outside, but on the inside had a mysterious and confident air.

He balanced a tray full of things with an greatest skill in one hand and smiled at some people, he seemed charming because everytime he left a table he left people whispering and giggling embarrassed behind his back.

He walked over and entered the bar placing the tray behind the counter, came close to the other attendant who already had the Y/n martini ready and she could hear him talking, soon realizing he had a perfect accent.

- Sally, you can leave it to me, go take your break. Whose martini is it?- he asked taking a look around.

- Oh thank you, my feet are killing me. It's the girl over there. -she said indicating Y/n with her head and he looked at her, making Y/n realize that she was staring at him for too long, so she looked away embarrassed.

- Okay. - he said looking at where Y/n was sitting and stopped in front of her with the glass. - Good night miss, here is your order. - He spoke with a british accent. Only at that moment did Y/n realize that his accent was well loaded and God only knows how much she loved that accent.

- Oh yes, thank you very much. - She said raising her eyes to look at him and smiled then he blinked with one of his eyes and gave her one more look, before going to deliver another order to a man who was sitting a few benches away.

Y/n felt a shiver all of a sudden, that boy had made her legs a little weak and she didn't really know why. I mean, he was handsome, very handsome and he had a special charm, but it wasn't that much, was it? Maybe it was because it had been a while since she'd dated anyone. When was the last time? Two months ago? Since she had moved in she hadn't gone out with anyone, she had locked herself in her apartment and was writing like crazy. She didn't have time to go out, not even with her friends when she was working on a new book. Which brought them dissatisfaction from time to time, not just because she didn't hang around with them, but because she didn't even go out on one-night stands.

She never been the one that going out with a guy just for sex, she had to have some good first dates and maybe she would take him to see her apartment or go to his apartment. Friends of hers thought she was too old in her spirit, but what can he do? If she couldn't be bad girl once in a while. For a moment she thought, "For this english guy I would be" but shook her head away from the thoughts. She went back to analyzing him, dammit why did he have to be so fit? She could see that the T-shirt he was wearing highlighted his muscles that were only left to her imagination, she found herself biting her lip a bit and snatching her martini off the counter, taking a big sip.

The attendant approached again, drying some glasses with a towel, and took one more look in her direction where she looked away quickly making him smirk. He stopped in front of her again, bracing her arms on the counter, making her swallow hard. He didn't know why she was so nervous, he was just a guy, no biggie.

- I like the shirt. - He pointed with a smile, which made her think he had a beautiful and endearing smile. She looked down and then looked at him smiling too.

- Thank you... Ramones is everything... - she said and drank the last sip of her drink placing the empty glass in front of her right after. - Can you serve one more?

- Sure...- he said, still smiling, took the bottle and filled his glass again. - Trying to distract yourself on a thursday night?

- Yeah... you could say yes... - she said taking another sip. - Have you worked here for a long time?

- In fact, it's been almost six months since I moved to the United States and I've been working here for four months. -he said putting the towel that was in his hand on his shoulder.

- Hm... You're from London?

- I am, wow how did you find out? - he asked raising an eyebrow playfully and she smiled.

- Yeah, your accent really doesn't give out anything ... - she said and he gave a low laugh making her have more goose bumps.

- You also have a different accent, have you lived here for a long time? - he didn't know who she was, which was good. But it also wasn't like she was recognized all the time, despite her face being on magazine covers, she was still a writer, so she was only recognized by those who liked to read or who vaguely remembered her face.

- I was born in Brazil actually, but I've lived here for years, lived in another city for almost five years and now I've decided to come to Los Angeles two months ago...

- I see ... - he said organizing some drinks that were on the counter. - Do you like it here?

- More or less... It's a busy city, isn't it?

- Yeah, it's not for anyone. - He said shrugging. - I like it, I like the rush, but the glamor part really isn't me. - the attendant said and she smiled.

- You're right... I mean, I don't like the glam too much either... - She looked away at her nails.

- What do you work with? - he asked and she looked at him again.

- I'm a writer...

- Nice! What do you write? - He asked curious looking at her with attention.

- I write horror and thriller books.

- Interesting... I would never read, actually I'm not much of a reader anyway, but I wouldn't, because I'm terrified of those things. - He said crossing his arms and she laughed.

- Oh, it's not that terrifying, it's just stories. - She said leaning her elbows on the counter.

- Still, I prefer to have my good night's sleep intact. - He said and she laughed making him smile looking at her.

When she was about to say something, a customer signaled for him and he excused himself going towards the man who was furthest away.

Y/n sighed. She still didn't have any new ideas about her story, but she was entertained by that conversation. She liked not being recognized, she liked him not being interested in her books, for a moment she felt oblivious to anything, liked feeling disconnected from her world.

He returned shortly after and they started talking again. They talked about bands, movies, superficial celebrities and even politics (an important topic in Y/n's vision, who was very firm with her ideas, thankfully he had passed the test). She found out that he was the same age as her and that he moved to the US to look for something that would give him money or a perspective on life, ended up getting that job and intended to stay until he found a different area. The hours passed and they kept finding subjects to give their opinion or questions to ask each other.

- Did you go to college? - she asked after a while.

- No, I don't think I'm smart enough for that, or have the patience. What about you?

- Everyone is smart enough. I started going to business school, but I dropped out when my books started to pay off...

- Wow, your books should give you a good amount of money to be able to drop out of college and dedicate yourself to them...

- Yeah... You could say that. - She shrugged.

- You know looking at you closer like that...- he said getting a little closer and she held her breath for a moment. - I've seen you somewhere...

- Really? - She said raising her eyebrow and drinking from a straw, now with a different drink.

- I don't know, you're not strange to me... - he said putting his hand on his face thoughtfully.

- Well, I hope it's from somewhere nice. - She smiled and he smiled back looking at her. - Do you have a girlfriend or are you married? - Y/n asked and regretted a little, what was she thinking? He wasn't married, as he didn't have a ring on his finger as she'd noticed. But what was her intention by asking that question? She didn't even know, she just knew it had escaped her.

- Neither darling. - He replied smiling a little mischievously and she felt butterflies with the way he called her by that nickname and with that accent. - How about you?

- Neither ... - She replied avoiding looking at him, those eyes hypnotized her and she didn't like to feel at his mercy of a guy she had just met. She took the cell phone disguising but paid attention to the time. - My God, it's already 2:00 in the morning! I completely missed the time.

- I think the company ended up distracting you. - He said still not taking his eyes off her and she felt her cheeks heat up.

- Yeah, the chat was really good... But I have to go... - she said getting up.

- If you wait I can take you home, I'm already leaving, the bar is already closing. - he said and Y/n looked around seeing that some waiters were already collecting some things from the tables.

She thought for a moment, take a ride home with him? It didn't make sense, she had just met him, but at the same time she had enjoyed talking to him so much. He didn't seem like a bad person, but even so you would never know for sure. At the same time she never took any chances, why not let that pretty boy take her home? Finally, she thought: you know what? Screw this.

-Erm, ok...- She shrugged. - I'll go to the cashier to pay and wait for you outside?

- No need to pay darling, it's on me. - He spoke winking and she smiled.

- Oh no, I'll pay no problem...

- Your company has paid off your debt, it's ok. - He replied and she took a deep breath rolling her eyes.

- If you insist...- she said giving up.

He came out from behind the counter and motioned for her to follow him, arriving at the front door where the security was.

- Tuwaine, you can let her pass, it's on me. - He told the big guy and he looked at the english man, sawing his eyes suspiciously and smiling right away. Making Y/n laugh inside.

- Meet you outside? It will only take a few minutes - the attendant said and she nodded, leaving in the cold night.

She leaned against the door with her thoughts. She had come here just to get inspiration and to have her creative back, but she was coming home with an english guy. She didn't even recognize herself anymore, but to say she wasn't anxious (in a good way) was a lie.

She was lost in her thought, until minutes later he came out wearing a denim jacket, which made him look even more handsome.

- Let's go? - He said and she followed him to an old car parked right in front of the bar.

He opened the door for her to get in and she thanked him by sitting in the passenger seat, pulling on her seat belt as he closed the door. He sat down next to her right away, also putting on his belt.

- Hey, before we go: I didn't ask for your name! If you're going to take me home at least I have to know that- she asked realizing that she didn't even know that yet and he looked towards her smiling.

- Tom Holland. - He said stretching his hand. - Nice to meet you.

- Y/n Y/l/n- she said, squeezing his hand. And you can't deny that she felt butterflies in her stomach as she felt her skin on hers.

- Your name is not strange to me, I must have read it in one of your books in some shop window. - He said starting and leaving with the car.

- Yeah, who knows ... - she said and he turned on the radio leaving the volume low.

They were exchanging a few words until she indicated that they had arrived at the building where she lived. Tom parked and looked up in a daze.

- Wow, you really have money... - he said and she took off her belt turning towards him.

- A little bit...- she replied crossing her arms. - Well, thank you so much for the ride...

- You're welcome darling. - He said turning his eyes to her. Again that nickname that sounded perfect on his lips.

She turned around, but when she was about to open the door, she turned back to Tom, who was leaning with one hand on the steering wheel and watching her with attention. The next words escaped her again and she was afraid she'd regret it.

- Tom, do you want to come in? - She spoke still holding the door and the boy smiled.

- Sure ... - he said taking the key from the ignition and she shook her head slightly leaving.

He followed her and they entered the building. Tom looked at everything admired which made Y/n smile a little to herself. They entered the elevator and she pressed the penthouse button causing him to raise an eyebrow.

- You really must be a great writer. - he said and she laughed.

He leaned his back against the elevator wall, putting his hands in his pocket and looking her up and down, making her shy. He kept looking at her and it was making her nervous.

They were silent until the elevator opened after a while and they got out. Y/n put a password on the door and it swung open with a small click, she took held the latch and motioned for Tom to enter.

After the two of them entered she closed the door again behind her and watched Tom standing further on, looking around.

- Nice apartment...- he finally said.

- Thank you... - She leaned against the table at the entrance. She didn't know what to do next, maybe it had been a bad idea to bring him here. Why was she so impulsive that night? -Tom, I don't know why I invite you in, sorry...-she said a little nervous looking at her feet. He turned towards her, approaching and stopping in front of her.

- Are you sure you don't know? - He asked and she raised her head, seeing those brown eyes. She bit her bottom lip watching him closely. Damn he knew how to hypnotize her. He took another step and placed a hand on either side of her on the table, cornering her - Your body says otherwise, love... - he said softly feeling her breath hitch slowly and approaching his face to hers, alternating the look of your eyes to her lips. Y/n found another nickname that was perfect when he say.

He finally closed the distance by pressing his lips to hers. His lips were soft and warm, as if they were meant to be kissed. She returned the kiss willingly and when she laced her fingers in his neck, he licked her lower lip slowly asking for passage in which she opened them letting his tongue explore her mouth.

His hands gripped her waist and roamed her body greedily. As he kissed her, he caught her from behind her legs and sat her down on the entrance table, biting her bottom lip shortly after, provoking a low moan from her. He smiled against her lips and trailed kisses to her neck, attacking her skin with desire, making her throw her head back a little.

She grabbed his hair and pulled him back so she could kiss him. Which he gladly reciprocate. His kiss was urgent, but without being rude, he tasted like mint, making her want him even more.

His fingers found the button of her pants and he undid them quickly pulling them out, tossing them aside. When he came back he took her calf and kissed her leg up to her thighs, making her sigh. He moved up the kisses until he caught the hem of her shirt and pulled it up a little, kissing her stomach as well. Y/n didn't know what to do but feel goose bumps with every touch he gave. He then hiked up her shirt and she lifted her arms where he pulled her off, tossing along with her pants that were also on the floor.

She was just wearing her underwear in front of him, it made her a little excited and embarrassed at the same time, but the way he looked at her made her feel confident. He went back to kissing her body, this time kissing each covered breast in turn and reaching for the back of her bra and opening it. She helped him out tosiing to the side and he stood between her legs just watching her for a second, making her feel her cheeks heat up.

- Perfect... - he said with a low voice, as it was for himself and bent down to her breasts kissing each one of her nipples and then sucking them deliciously. Y/n moaned and bit her lip to keep her moans from getting louder, tangling her fingers in his hair again. He looked into her eyes for a few seconds and smiled slightly lowering his kisses to where she wanted him most.

He reached the hem of her panties and pulled them out slowly, kneeling between her legs and she looked at him with expectation. He returned the look and gave that smirk again.

- Look at you darling.... - That damn nickname. - Extremely wet and I haven't even touched you yet... - he said approaching and devouring her right away making her throw her head back with pleasure, biting her lips again to not sound so pathetic with her moans that insisted in wanting get out. - Oh, please don't drown out those wonderful sounds you make, I want to hear how good I'm making you feel. - He said in a husky tone, returning to his task after and she parted her lips letting her moans spread through the apartment.

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Y/n woke up the other day in her bed. She didn't even know how she got there, she just had flashes of the night before and how good she felt in each moment. She stretched and looked to the side seeing she was alone. She got up and put on a robe who was on the side of the bed.

After going to the bathroom and doing her morning hygiene routine she walked around the apartment looking around to see if Tom was somewhere else in the house, but found nothing. Which was understandable, it wasn't like she expected him to stay there and have breakfast with her and all.

She arrived in the kitchen and made black coffee and lean against the countertop. What that simple waiter had done to her was ridiculous, in a good sense, she felt great and kept remembering that accent that was stuck in her mind. He had consumed her in a way she had never imagined it she could be.

Taking a deep breath she set down turning her notebook on. Then opened her book and started writing.

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The Shadow Thief (part 3)

Summary: What happens when Peter has to work with the girl he hates to possibly save the world.

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Violence.

A/n: Sorry it took me so long to post again! I’ve wrote like 3 different versions of this chapter because I didn’t know what direction to go in just yet.

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"Woah, dude. Did you see this?" Y/n held out Peter's phone shoving it in his face.

Y/n had gone over to Peters house early that morning to get the last finishing touches on their project done. So they both reluctantly decided to walk together to school.

Peter snatched his phone out of Y/n's hands as they crossed the street. "How did you even get my phone? It was in my hands." She shrugged and pointed back at the article.

Peter scrolled down the page. Incoming reports say Avengers went on a mission and since gone MIA. How didn't he know about this? And why didn't the Avengers at least tell him they were going to be gone. Peter was confused, to say the least. Were they in trouble? No, they couldn't be they are the earth's mightiest heroes. Right?

"They probably just had to extend their mission and forgot to report back in." Or at least he hoped. He didn't want to think of the latter. He decided after school he would go to the compound and make sure everything was alright.

"If you say so." They walked up the stairs to the second floor of the school.  Peter opened the door and they both walked into English. Y/n took her seat next to Mj and Peter next to Ned.

The thought of the Avengers missing did worry Y/n a bit. She wasn't a big fan of superheroes but she also was not, not a fan. It was complicated. Sure she liked the security of having someone to save the day. But she hated that they pretended to be better than everyone else. They judge criminals as they themselves have never done anything wrong. They tend to blame everything on everyone else and never take responsibility.

Y/n felt a nudge to her arm. She turned her head to face Mj. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"No, no it's alright I'm just thinking," Y/n said. She pulled out her laptop and opened her and Peter's presentation to have it ready just in case they had to go first.

Their opening slide was a picture of Anne Frank surrounded by a pretty border and Anne Frank’s name in cursive in the middle. Peter insisted their project had to look nice and not like some shitty last-minute one like she had originally done. Y/n had teased Peter relentlessly about it saying maybe he should be a graphic designer instead of Spider-Man. And he of course huffed and pretended to ignore her.

"Well, you just looked worried. Anyways tell me if you need any help." Y/n gave Mj a grateful smile. Y/n knew Mj could have this cold, hard exterior but she knew she secretly cared.

The bell rang signaling the first period started. The teacher stood up from her desk and walked to the front of the room clasping her hands together. "Good morning class. Today is the first official day for our presentations. We'll be picking who goes first by random. Any questions?"

One girl toward the front of the classroom stuck up her hand "Yes, Betty."

"Did you see the news? About the avengers?" The class erupted within hushed conversation everyone stating their theories of what happened and their worries.

"Alright, class settle down. I did see but we will continue like normal." She said. It kind of seemed like to Y/n she didn't care at all but she didn't really think anything of it.

The phone rang and the teacher quickly excused herself. Y/n picked at her fingers mindlessly. The teacher muttered a few words into the phone and hung up "Y/n, Peter." Her eyes snapped up at the sound of her name "They want you down in the office. And bring your things."

Y/n furrowed her brows. Her eyes met Peters "What did you do?" He mouthed just as confused as her.

What did she do? What the hell did he do. She hasn't done anything wrong. Well, at least nothing she gotten caught for.  "Dude if anyone did anything it was you! I've only been here for like 3 weeks." She whispered-yelled back.

He put his hands up defensively. Y/n shoved all of her things in her bag and zipped it up. Mj raised an eyebrow at her and Y/n just shrugged with a clueless look on her face.

Y/n walked over to the door opening it with her free hand while her chrome book was in the other.  Peter followed not too far behind. They step out and began to walk down the hallway shoulder to shoulder not a word muttered between them.

The hall was empty. No teacher, no janitor, no late students, not even the common lost freshman. It was strange to Y/n. She turned to Peter "This is weird. It's almost like it's too."

"Quiet." He finished for her. Peter felt off. His spidey sense wasn't alarming him with anything but it was almost like a gut feeling you'd get when some strange guy came up to you at a party being a little too friendly.

"Yeah." Exactly. They continued down the hall both on high alert. When they passed a window Y/n could see two men dressed in suits around the corner through the reflection.

"I think they're following us." She whispered to Peter. Y/n has picked up a thing or two of trying not to be noticed but the men behind them didn't seem like they cared much for subtlety. They had their eyes set on Y/n and Peter taking wide quick steps.

This time his spidey sense went off. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Peter reached for his web-shooters "We need to get out of here."

"You think?" Y/n back said in an aggravated tone. The next time they passed by a window she could see them screw something together slowly by their side.

Y/n glanced down to get a better look, it was a gun. All she could hear was the beating of her heart thumping loudly in her ears. Thinking quickly Y/n shoved Peter into a locker. A bullet whizzed past where his head once was and made a tiny thump when it hit the wall.

His eyes went wide momentarily stunned before he sprung into action. He shot out a web, grabbed the gun out of the man's hand, and flung it across the hall, making sure he couldn't get to it.

The men paused for a minute before muttering something to each other end breaking into a spring toward them. Well mostly at Peter luckily for her but still in her direction. Peter began to fight the one whose gun he had stolen hand to hand. The man got in a punch to Peter's face. Peter tripped him and tied him up with his webs.

The second man was coming toward her. Before she could second guess herself Y/n took her chrome book and slapped the man across the face with it. The man was momentarily shocked and Y/n opened an unlocked locker hitting him in the face. She watched him slide down the lockers unconscious.

More men turned the corner and came down the hallway. Y/n kicked a waist-length garbage can with wheels toward them as a small distraction. Peter grabbed Y/n pulling her into an empty classroom.

Y/n locked the door before she grabbed Peter and dragged him further into the classroom into a supply closet. They both crouched behind a mop bucket leaving the door cracked for a tiny bit of light.

"Would you like to tell me why there's someone outside this classroom trying to blow my brain out!" She huffed.

"Don't ask me. For all, we know they could be after you!" They both flinched as they heard the door handle shake.

"They were attacking you. Shooting at you. And you'd have a bullet in the back of your head if I didn't push you out of the way if I might add." She poked him in the chest.

The men began to start kicking at the door trying to break it down "Maybe if we figure out who they are we can get out of this."

"You know what I have an idea." Y/n reached back and grabbed the gun out of the waistband of her pants. Y/n started not to care much for introductions when they tried to assassinate her. Her motto was to shoot first ask questions later because she was not going down without a fight.

"What the hell Y/n! Where did you even get a gun?" Peter tried to put some distance between them but failed and ended up bumping into a shelf.

"Calm down bug boy I'm not going to shoot you." She rolled her eyes "I grabbed it off the guy while I smashed my laptop over his head."

"You are not shooting anyone!" He exclaimed. He was going to die with a psychopath. A literal psychopath. What would his uncle Ben say if he could see him right now?

"Fine whatever. How many webs do you have left?"

"Only one." He muttered.

"Only one! How the hell do you only have only one web left?" Oh lord. She was going to die in a janitor's closet with an idiot.

"Oh well, I'm sorry I didn't know I would have someone trying to paint the walls with my organs. I must have forgotten to mark it on my calendar!"

"Oh god, Okay." Y/n rubbed her forehead with her free hand.

She took the clip out of her gun and counted the bullets she had. Two. Okay, she could work with that, Somehow. She just had to live long enough to beat Peter up for almost getting them killed.

She turned back to Peter "Alright here's the plan so we are going to jump out of the window and see just how far that web can exactly get us." She could hear the pounds on the door getting more frequent and if she was being honest she was surprised it held this long.

"Are you crazy! You going to get us both killed." He didn't need the answer because he already knew she was. He swore he could see the shadows swirl around her for a moment but as quickly as it was there it was gone.

"Do you have any better ideas because I'm all ears, Parker?" He didn't say anything and just ran a hand through his hair letting out a frustrated sigh.

"That's what I thought." Y/n knew there was a good chance that they get hit by incoming traffic like a bug on a windshield but it was either that or the SWAT team outside.

"Let's get this over with." Said Y/n. They both stepped outside of the closet. The men outside the room gave the door one last kick and it broke off of the hinges. "Go." That was all Peter said.

Y/n shot the window with the two bullets she had. Peter ran over to Y/n and grabbed onto her tightly. They jumped through the window shattering it. Peter shoots out his last web hooking onto a nearby tree. At the peak of the swing, Peter let go of the web. They flew over the traffic narrowly avoiding the cars.

When they finally reached the ground they hit it hard. Peter took most of the impact but Y/n still hit her head. They continued to hold tightly onto each other as they rolled through the grass from the momentum of the swing.

They came to a slow stop and Y/n landed on top of Peter. She slumped off to the side of him and sat up. Peter did the same but with a groan feeling all of the bones in his body.

He noticed blood began to trickle out of Y/n's nose. "You got something." He pointed to her nose.

She wiped under her nostrils with her fingers and then again with the bottom of her shirt without a second thought "Oh, Thanks."

Peter rested his head on his knees. What was he going to do? As much as he didn't like Y/n he felt bad for dragging her into this. "We need to get going they are going to come looking for us soon."

"Where are we going to go?" The light was starting to become too much so Y/n put her hand over her eyes to shield her from the sun. She was starting to get a headache and just wanted to lay down. Peter stood up and dusted off his shirt and pants.

"Avengers compound." He held out a hand to her. She took it and he pulls her up onto her feet. They began to walk toward the street.

"I just don't know how we are going to get there." He added. They made it onto the sidewalk. Y/n was stumbling around so Peter kept his pace slow so she could keep up with him.

Y/n stopped walking "What do you think of this car?" She nodded to a 1997 Honda Accord.

"It's cool I guess." He said confused the car was a little old but he didn't say anything.

"Alright good. Now hand me your web-shooters." She held out her hand toward him.

"Okay?" He didn't really know what she was trying to get at. Peter just assumed she hit her head too hard but he complied anyway.

Y/n crouched down facing the car. She broke his web-shooters over her knee taking out two long curved metal pieces. She handed him back the rest of his broken web-shooters. Peter stared at her wide-eyed as she stuck the two metal pieces into the lock of the car.

"What are you doing." He hissed. Peter walked closer to Y/n trying to cover her as she picked the lock to the car.

"I just gave our problem a solution." She said without looking. She continued to twist the pieces around until she heard a little click. She gave a little cheer and opened the door.

"Yeah by stealing someone's car. Need I remind you is illegal."

" I like to think of it as borrowing. Besides I will happily leave you if you wish." She rolled her eyes. God, her head was throbbing.

Y/n took the plastic cover off of the steering column. There were three sets of wires and she grabbed the middle one. Y/n cut the red and blue wire. She touched the wires together until she heard the car start. She smiled to herself and lastly twisted the wires together.

She turned to Peter "Are you getting in or what?"

Peter looked around and then sighed "Fine, but I'm driving."

"What? No way, you don't even look old enough to drive." She crossed her arms.

"You have a concussion so I'm our best bet at not dying." He gave Y/n a sarcastic smile.

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes but got out of the driver's seat.

"You know if you keep rolling your eyes they are going to get stuck like that." She flicked him off and he laughed.

Y/n basically collapsed into the passengers seat. Peter closed his door and started the car. He pulled into the street and Y/n rested her head against the window. The cool glass felt nice against her forehead. She notice a bruise on Peter's pale cheek from when he got hit earlier.

Every now and again he would glance at Y/n to see how she was doing. He figured she must not feel the best because she hasn't said one witty remark since they got into the car.

He hoped by now the Avengers were back at the compound and could Tell them what's going on and who was following them.

He looked over to her again and she had her eyes close. He jabbed her with his elbow "Hey, don't fall sleep. You might not wake back up."

"Hmm Okay." She said but didn't budge.

"I'm serious Y/n, open your eyes." Peter was starting to get worried. It wasn't that he cared about her. But he didn't know what to do with a dead body. Or at least that's what he told himself.

"Don't get your panties into a bunch, my eyes are open."

They pulled into the road of the compound. When it came into view Y/n suddenly sat up wide eyed "Holy shit."

"What?" Peter took his eyes off of Y/n and followed her line of sight.

"What the fu-"

Part 4

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Hi everyone! This is my first fic on Tumblr, it's just here, for now, I'm excited and kinda nervous too, my native language it's Spanish and I'm trying to be better at English so sorry for the grammars mistakes, I hope you like it, dear reader.

Warnings: Probably bad grammar or mistakes, swearing, mention of knives, mentions of death, kinda cute, kinda soft, confused Dabi, he doesn't know but he a softie.

It was pretty late when Shoto and I started doing our night patrol, it had been 3 months since we graduated from the UA in the hero course, the first 4 of the class were invited to work at Endeavor’s agency, Deku, Dynamight, Shoto and me, Artemis. We were the new pro-heroes with the biggest expectation from the public.

Endeavor wasn't the best at talking but I trust him, also thanks to him I don't have to worry about rent, the agency offered departments near the agency, and the rooms in the agency’s building were comfortable enough, usually, the new group was Split into two for patrol, Deku always had to go with Dynamght, he was the only one who can keep up with Bakugo’s shit, Shoto and me, we already were pretty Good Friends, I even can say we are each other’s confidant, it was a pretty nice night shift together, the absence of noise and people (and Bakugo’s shit), made it go smoothly as always. We are used to talking about everything, in the streets we could say anything, and no one more than us knew what secrets lay between us. There were secrets that Shoto didn’t want his father to know, not that he cares, but just to protect the people that he loved.

The current number one hero thought that the friendship we share will eventually become a love story, but oh boy, little did he know. Shoto had romantic feelings for another hero, I am pretty much the only person that Shoto has physical contact with, hugs and rest on each other shoulders, that's why his dad thinks of us that way. I don’t have family near where we are but the Todoroki family accepted me as one of their own since Endeavor thinks that I and Shoto are together we had to explain to Shoto’s siblings and Mom that he was in love with someone else, they didn’t care at all.

Suddenly the cold wind of the night started to get weird, making the residual trash of the city blow roll in the air, we both started to run there to know what was happening, at the moment we got close enough a black and purple substance started emerging from nowhere, it was a warp, the kind that the League of Villains has Access to, Shigaraki Tomura came out first, being followed by the tall, half-burned popcorn (as Shoto and I like to call him) Dabi, Toga right behind them with other 3 members.

I summoned my light arrows on my bow, I shoot an arrow at the leader and the tall man with black hair just disintegrates it with his blue fire. Like it was nothing.‘What are you doing here?’ Shoto asked the team of villains, Shigaraki just started to laugh ‘We came to get some groceries, what the fuck he is trying to do? Distract us?

I just rolled my eyes and said ‘Yeah well, here, you have something to add to your list I quickly prepared my bow with a new arrow, this time a stronger one, that can’t be destroyed so easily. The amount of power that this one has, with the purple hue and the energy that makes everything feel like an earthquake made the leader of the team look at it with fear in his eyes, Dabi tried to take it with his fire, but nothing happened, the arrow just started to follow all of Shigaraki’s moves, so again the man in front of him tried to catch it with his bare hands, oh what an error was that. The indentation that my arrow left on his right hand wouldn’t heal properly at all, not till I gave the order to my arrow to disappear in the wind.

Dabi just looks at me, while the others started to attack us he just stayed on the side, watching every move I make, (with) Shoto work pretty well with each other, we know our quirks and how to enhance each other's quirks.

There was a lady that appears to be new into the league, I never saw her before, she started to shoot mini grenades from her hand, making me jump to the side to avoid it, one laid between my feet, I didn't notice it until it hit me if that thing blows I die.

I'm going to die here.

The last thing I heard was a scream, Shoto screaming my real name, and then... darkness.

The next thing I know is that I'm in a completely white room, very small, I'm chained to one of the sides of a small bed, being forced to stay seated on the cold floor, if I am in one of the League facilities why they want me here? the murder of a new pro-hero would be an accomplishment by the league, why don't make it while I sleep? it would be something to make all the world feel unsafe, make all the heroes feel in danger. I hear the noise of the door opening, someone calls my name.

Dabi, that jerk, wait he was the one that saved me, at the moment the grenade exploded he just took my arm and yanked me out of the way, and took me in the warp with him.

"Hey Hawkeye!", he looked different than the night of the attack, just with his t-shirt and trousers, not his usual jacket, he looks more laid back than when fighting. He started to look preoccupied while I think how to escape, I'm not responding to him.

"Shit, no, did they do something while I was gone? Hey look at me, can you hear me? oh, these little shits are going to pay, I told them not to touch you" I just roll my eyes and say "What the fuck do you want from me you extra crispy fried ass?" he just stares at me confused for a couple of seconds and says "I'm not- Hey don't talk to me like that I'm your savior, remember? maybe I would let them do things to you, maybe I could take this food and let you starve".

He has a plate in a hand and glass with what appears to be fruit juice on the other. "Why would you feed me? do you know that keeps me alive, right? why didn't you kill me already?" I'm really confused, isn't better to kill someone while they're asleep, or this mother fucker want's to torture me. "That's because I don't want to kill you, dummy hero". Then why did he bring me here? what is the league planning to do to me? so I ask what the league wants from me.

"What makes you think there's a plan behind this?"

"Why else would a fucking villain kidnap a pro-hero if not to use them for something?"

"Well, there's nothing behind this, no one knows why I have you here actually I don't even know why I did it, but you were going to die and I just acted"- oh he should let me die, I'm gonna kick his pretty face when I get the chance.

"What do you want? you know it was going to be easier to kill me while I was unconscious, right?"

"Why do you keep telling me to kill you?"

"This is why"- there's a thing that not a lot of people know about my quirk, the bow, and the arrows are just a form I use it to be more precise, that doesn't mean that's the only thing it does.

With my both hands tied I conjured a little of my energy to make a knife to set me free, I break the cloth that keeps me hand-tied to the bed, throwing a punch at his face, he doesn't move I'm trying to get Dabi down but he is just there, he is not moving or trying to attack me at all, looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

"Hey what the fuck, why don't you attack me? aren't you afraid that I'm going to beat your ass?"- He looks like he is in pain but doesn't fight back.

"I know you could," he says with a sad smirk, what's happening here? by a couple of times, I saw him before he never acted this way.

"Can you please just calm down, let me talk, and I'll let you go if you want"

I intertwined my eyes with him, a beautiful blue, exactly the color of his flames, I don't know why, but I want to hear what he has to say, he looks so sad, but also a little surprised when I sit at the small bed. It looks like he never thought I actually would hear his reasons.

He kicks gently the plate with the food by the side and sits on the little makeshift bed, the bed is so small that we can't avoid our knees touching, he doesn't try to tie my hands again, I could conjure a big weapon, maybe just a simple bat and then scape, I know I can win, so why am I anxious to hear him? he looks at me a couple of seconds, lets out a loud breath, and starts talking.

"Well, when you attacked me, I caught one of your arrows right?" he looks at me and I nodded "Look" he shows me his left hand, inviting me to take his hand on mine.

It's rough, more than calloused, the years of him using his quirk took a lot out of his hands, they were burned, when I touched him I thought it would hurt, but he just opened his eyes a little more in surprise and looked at me again.

"Ok you have your hands burned, what about it? it's your quirk right?" he lets out a little smile that if I wasn't looking at him this close probably would have missed it. "Yeah they're burned, I don't have feeling on them, even if I take something with force or catch anything, can't feel it."

I'm starting to understand what's happening here, but I want him to tell me anyways "Yesterday, when you shot your arrow when I caught it I-"why does he look so nervous? "I felt it, I felt the pain of the arrow, and I felt you, well, your quirk, whatever it is, I just felt your touch"

What I am supposed to say about that?- "I'm sorry?" I say confused "No no it's okay I just want to know how you did it" I don't know why I have the desire to touch him again, I need to help him, he is a villain, a cute one if I say so myself but a villain nonetheless. A villain very dangerous that just wants the world to burn, but look so lost, with the same face you see on a lost child on a Mall

"I don't know, my quirk it's just based on energy, I don't know where it comes from, It just appears when I want to and takes the form I need, I used to lost control over it a lot," I say while moving my fingers letting the violet ribbons go around my hand "Now I can control it using it as weapons, the one that makes me feel more comfortable is the bow and arrow, that way I can control it a little more, but I pretty much can conjure anything" He nodded and looks at my hand.

I show him again, letting a little ball of my energy dance between my fingers and let it go, I made it stay in one of his hands, he started playing with it, like a child with a new toy that was waiting to get for Christmas day, a smile started to appear on his face, not a cruel one, that he usually used, this one was of happiness, he looks handsome, the scars on his face makes him feel unique. I'm not sure what I'm doing till I come back to my senses, I'm catching his face between my hands, he just looks at me surprised.

I run my thumbs right below his eyes, he leans into the touch and closes his blue eyes.

"You know that I can attack you now and escape right?" "I know, but you don't want to do that, I am right?"

He is, he is sure about it and I am too, but why? he probably has me here to lend information about heroes, but he isn't asking anything about it.

"No, I don't want to, why? did you get me drugged or something?" I say smiling at him for the first time "No, Toga tried to get a little bit of your blood but every time she wanted to get a needle into your skin, a purple energy, your energy, surrounded you, Shigaraki wanted to use real knives but I- I didn't let them hurt you, I didn't want them to hurt you".

And to end: this is the first chapter, it's gonna be probably 2 o 3 chapters, I'll probably add some warnings if needed.

Love

Gummy.

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Act 1: While We’re Young

Chapter 5

Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens x Black OC

(Unedited.)

Tuesday

January 10th 2005

Last night was the only night I'm allowing myself to cry over him and his 'return'. What good would it do me? No, I was gonna take Erik and whatever he had to throw at me by storm.

Waking up the next day, I feel refreshed. Like a brand new person with a more positive mindset. Today I had 3 classes and I'm determined to have a good Erik free day.

That whole Erik free thing went out the window as soon as I got to my first class.

Double O Computer Programming 1 was a junior class, however I'd taken it during the summer during my first year at UC Berkeley. DOCP 2 wouldn't be available until next semester but I needed to have a class since this was my first year on the actual campus. Thankfully Miss Hill really needed a T.A and the fact that I could help with an algorithm that tied into thermal nuclear astrophysics had her sold.

Right after I finished taking attendance, she barely got a word out before the door swung open revealing Erik as our late comer. I quickly glanced at the sheet in front of me, scanning for his name. I was so use to calling him N’dajaka when we were kids, I completely skipped over ‘Erik Stevens’. I huffed rolling my eyes, arms crossed over my chest. His timbs were the only thing heard shuffling across the room making hid way toward the front of the class. Wordlessly he handed Miss Hill before his eyes were on me. They scanned me from top to bottom, before locking with me a smug grin on his lips.

"Hey Lona," my jaw dropped.

Before I could get out a word, Miss Hill opened her mouth, looking up from the paper he handed her.

"Welcome Erik, sorry for the confusion."

"It's all good," he shrugged.

"Im Miss Hill, and I see you already know my aid. As I explained to the class prior to taking attendance, If I'm unavailable feel free to email or call her during the hours listed on the sheet." She is then took a sheet from me and handed him to me. "Other than that, find a seat."

He nodded pretending look over the sheet before averting his gaze back on me.

"I'm definitely gon do that."

Fuck my life right?

Well, Erik just so happened to be in the Calculus class I skipped two days ago. I thank God my record was squeaky clean and Mr. Kennedy accepted my poor excuse before I was quickly reminded the man upstairs has a sense of humor as the only available seat was next to Erik.

"The person next to you will be your partner for the remainder of the semester so let's take the next 15 minutes getting know one another hmm?." Mr. Kennedy instructed.

I couldn't suppress the groan that slipped as Erik casually leaned back in his chair, examining me.

"You heard the man, get to know me."

"I know all I need this know about you Erik."

"Oh so I'm Erik now? Like that?" He spoke cool, calm, and collected like our exchanged was normal.

I gripped my pencils tight, my knee bouncing up and down my body tense.

"Let me set things straight now. We don't need to talk to one another. If it doesn't have anything to do with any of the classes we take together, don't want to hear it. When you see me act like you don't know me. We clear?"

The expression on his face was unreadable before his lip twitched slight him responding.

"Crystal."

Wednesday

January 24th, 2005

It had been two weeks since Erik showed up here.

Ok that's a lie.

Apparently this man has been here. And to top it off, this mans name was in every bitch mouth like the second coming of Jesus Christ. From what I've observed though, he doesn't say much, or gives any of these broads much attention. He don't say much in general actually, he's really good at blending in. He got that laid back, mysterious, bad boy vibe going for him and these females out here hella into that.

But when he opens his mouth, that cocky bastard sure knows how to disrupt my entire soul at least while we're in class.

Outside of class though, he acts like I'm invisible.

It was like he never knew me. And honestly, I don't know how to feel about it. I know that's what I said I wanted but it bothers me just the same.

Today in particular though, he argued me down during our Calculus class. We had one problem to figure out before we could leave class today. You and your partner were supposed agree on the answer, and heaven forbid he just agree with me so we can get out of here. Math was always my subject when we were kids, nothing has changed. I was damn near about to say fuck it when he started laughing.

What in the entire fuck it so funny?" I was fuming.

"You," he shook his head. "You really hella mad."

"Um, YES!" I damn near shouted fed up. "You literally been tryna convince me it's 5 when it's-"

"Chill. I know the answer is 3 girl. C'mon, let's go." So smoothly he closed the book, grabbed his bag and headed to the front.

I was so upset, I had to let him do all the talking when it came to explain to the teacher I'll answer and how we got there. I know I open my mouth I wasn't going to say anything nice.

"Girl what crawled up your ass and died?" Donise questioned with a stank look as we sat at one of the benches outside of the library.

"Yeah What did Erik do now," I could hear teasing in Tatiana's tone so I flipped her off.

Only giving a brief explanation, I went on a mini rant about what happened in class 20 minutes ago. Donise's thought it was funny, while Tati just shook her head.

"I still can't believe it him," Tatianna glanced as a group of guys from across the quad headed our way, Erik included.

"Yes, and I wish it wasn't."

Tatianna was the first real friend I made in a while. I was actually tutoring her online for a while before she found out I was 4 years younger than her. Our friendship started off as a trade. I was her tutor and she both convinced and enrolled in a mentor program to help me with my social skills. I didn't speak to anyone much when Erik left, but I got into a lot of fights. According to the school counselor I was taking out my anger and abandonment issues on.I have meds to tame the anger, and while I haven't had to take them in a while Eric definitely bring that anger out of me.

"Girl that's just sexual tension. You got to fuck all that out." Ashley put in her unwanted two cents.

"Trust me when I tell you on God it isn't."

"Well if you out to holla, then trust and believe I will." She tossed her hair over her shoulder

I didn't really mess with Ashley like that, but she was Tati's frat sister which made them 'friends'. That little thot pocket will screw anything with legs, D, and a pulse and I'm not bout that life. Plus she messy as fuck and I don't trust her as far as I can throw her.

"I don't doubt it," I smirked as Donise said exactly what I was thinking.

Donise was coo' though, I meet her when I first got here 2 months ago. Believe It or not she was apart of the welcome comity for MIT and turned out her and Tatiana were already friends. Once she figured out  who I was, I was shot to the front line during registration and everything.

"Anyways, y'all going Ant and them party tomorrow?" Ashley questioned probably tryna bum a ride.

"What party?"

"The Que's," Donise answered. "The dudes with Erik are frat."

Now this was news to me. I met most of them before but I had no idea there were in a sorority. Examining them, I guess it all made sense. Most in the clique sported some sort of purple and yellow lanyard either around their neck or on their keychain that hung from their jean pocket as if  they wanted everybody to know who they were. Which I wouldn't doubt.

"Ladies! What we chattin about?" Moses questions every bit of his thick English accent tapering off every word.

"Our plans for mañana," Tati answered l

"Word. Y'all coming to the party tomorrow?" Jay spoke playing with a few strands of Donise's curls.

"Tomorrow? It's Thursday." I said confused. "Ain't there class the next day?"

"What's the matter, you can't hang?" I glared at Jay, knowing he was only chastising me because him and Erik were close, according to Tati.

I swear to God men gossip more than women do. Rolling my eyes I spared Erik a glance and he looked like he was waiting on me to respond.

"Oh, I can definitely hang."

I couldn't hang.

Around midnight I was  in the bathroom throwing up everything, damn near hug in the toilet as my surrounding looks so blurry and I can barely function. Im not sure when I'd finally finished, but I could feel someone picks me up and out the bathroom and soon everything goes blurry and then black.

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Hello! So i dont know if you write for him, but would you write a scenario for mori (chuuya if you dont write mori) where someone saw their s/o with another men hugging in town and tells him, but the boy is s/o cousin! Maybe nsfw, a little bit angst but please fluff in the ending? I'm sorry for my english! You ate awesome and u really like your writting, its beautiful!

Babe I write for everyone! And don’t apologize for your english your perfectly fine!

Funny story, a couple of years ago my older brothers ex girlfriend got mad at him for hanging around me. He ended up yelling at her saying we were brother/sister lmao she was so embarrassed 💕

“Maybe we should call the boss?” Tachihara questioned his comerades as they spyed on you from around the corner. You were the bosses wife of several years so naturally it would be questionable to see you with another man. The both of you were out and about in downtown Yokohama spending the afternoon together. The black lizard was supposed to be on a different mission until they spotted you some feet away.

“I mean, their not holding hands or anything so it should be okay right-? He continued. Both gin and tachihara exchanged looks before turning to hirotsu for answers. “Let’s just wait it out. She’s probably just out with a friend,” hirotsu said as he took a drag of his cigarette “I know the bosses wife, and she’s not one to go behind his back.” And so the rest of the afternoon, black lizard followed you and this stranger around.

At first they really did consider hirotsu’s point, then they saw you reach up and hug that man with the biggest smile on your face. They had never seen you act so comfortably around someone other than mori. All three of the members watched in shock as you released him and parted ways. “Can we call him now??” Tachihara said to hirotsu in a angry manner. He nodded before whipping out his phone.

They told mori about the little scene they had just whitenessed that afternoon all the way to the part to when they saw you two hug. “I see, thank you for letting me know. Capture the man and bring him here. I’ll deal with Y/N,” and with that he ended the call. You thought you could sneak around behind his back without him finding out? How foolish of you.

When you finally got home you didn’t expect to see your husband sitting on the sofa with his hands intertwined in front of his face. “Oh hello honey! I didn’t know you were coming home so early, I would have made dinner already-“

“Y/N would you mind coming with me?” He said as he got up and roughly grabbed you by your arm. You stumbled slightly as he yanked you through the front door and basically dragged you to the car. “Mori whats the matter?” You questioned before he quickly took off. His smile never leaving his face.

Many thoughts swam in your head as to what you could have done? Why was he so upset? When you finally made it to the port mafia headquarters, mori once again held a tight grip on your arm and led you to his office. You said nothing in fear of making him any more angry. His smile said it all. He pulled you through the double doors with a hand on your back.

You could barely see anything in front of you. When the doors finally shut, a single light in the middle of the room turned on. And there you saw black lizard standing behind a man blindfolded and strapped to a chair. He thrashed and wailed through the makeshift gag in his mouth. Your eyes widened as you covered your gasp with both hands. Mori cleared his throat before speaking, “thought you could mess around my back and get away with it didn’t you Y/N-“

“Mori!! That’s my cousin!!” You shrieked before running over to your relative and pulled at his bindings. Everyone stood in shock. “C-cousin????” They all yelled in unison. None of them moved to help you, they were too stunned. You whispered softly to the boy in front of you telling him it was going to be okay and that you were so so sorry. As you struggled to cut the rope, gin fumbled around with her blade before helping you cut him loose. You decided to keep him blindfolded so he didn’t see anything he wasn’t supposed to.

Tachihara and hirotsu watched in awe as you held him close to you and led him out the door. Mori only stared and watched you glare in his direction when you walked passed him again. He could see the disgust in your eyes and it made his heart hurt inside his chest. He really messed up this time.

You ended up driving your cousin back home all while apologizing profusely. You explained your situation and what kind of ties you had with the port mafia. That basically traumatized him further so you promised that he would be under your complete protection until this mess was cleaned up. You stayed with your cousin for a little while until you were absolutely sure he was going to be okay then you made your way home.

Mori was waiting for you when you opened the front door again. He ran his hand through his hair as he got up and made his way over to you nervously. Then he locked eyes with you and he remembered the anger and disgust that clouded them earlier today. “Y/N I’m sorry I just-“

“Mori are you serious? You really thought I would actually cheat on you?? Do you really trust me that little?” You blurted out to him before crossing your arms over your chest. Elise even came out from wherever she was before and stood by your side. She looked up at you and copied your posture before facing your husband angrily and sticking her tongue out at him.

He could basically feel the rage radiating from your body. And now Elise was obviously taking your side which made it worse. He dropped his head down and let out a long sigh. “I’m sorry y/n really I am.. I just got so scared that you would leave me. You don’t understand that you mean the world to me and to see you with another man, one I had never seen before at that, didn’t sit with me well.. Will you ever forgive me?”

A moment passed and you didn’t make a move or sound. You kept glaring at him with your arms crossed after a few minutes passed. He gave up. He slumped over the sofa and shoved his face into his hands. You really were mad at him. Then he felt your soft hands caress his cheek in an attempt to make him look up at you. You could see small tears in the corner of his eyes as you rubbed your thumb against his cheek.

“I forgive you as long as you promise to never do something like that again. And please, have a little bit more faith in me. I didn’t marry you for no reason after all,” you said. He nodded his head before pulling you into a tight hug. You giggled slightly and hugged him back. Elise wined and wiggled her way in between the both of you complaining about wanting love too.

“Oh and one more thing,” you said as Elise nuzzled your head underneath your chin. Mori tilted his head in confusion, motioning you to continue. You gazed darkly at him before a sick grin grew on your cheeks.

“I need Gin, tachihara, and hirotsu, to all formally and appropriately apologize to my relative, or I swear on the ground they walk on I will have their heads”

[nachotrash]

And how do we rewrite the stars?

- a Sugawara X Reader -

Summary: in a world where you can hear your soulmate sing, there are two types; one, where your soulmate is in the same world as yours. And two, where they don't belong in yours. Almost all your friends found their soulmate, will you ever find yours?

Warnings: Swearing, Suga is probably very ooc because the author wrote this at 2AM, Dumb author can’t write angst so bear with me please, 

A/N: If only all mothers were like this 😔🖐. Also I’m sorry if this seems rushed and low-quality. My english vocabulary is getting worse and I wrote this in the middle of the night. Aaand I still have an event to finish (sorry lili)

Reblogs are appreciated!

Love is like that one song.

That one song which you really like but you can’t remember it.

That one damned song.

"Y/N! Y/N!" Chiyoko, one of your best friends ran up to you, eyes sparkling with excitement.

You chuckled, taking out your earbuds and rolling them up. "What's up?"

"You remember that music competition we participated in?" She asked, slightly panting from the running.

"Yeah, it's only been a week. Why?" You said, raising an eyebrow.

"The votes are in." She huffed. Your eyes widened, getting more curious by the second.

"And? And?!"

"We won, we're going to the quarterfinals!" Chiyoko exclaimed, jumping up and down from excitement.

“Alright!! LETS GOOOO” You yelled, fistbumping the air in victory. Some students turned around and looked at you, as if you’re crazy.

*TIMESKIP*

You were at your locker, trying to get all your books in your bag when someone came up to you. You groaned, realizing that it was one of your rivals from the music competition. 

“Aww, look here, it’s the weirdo who doesn’t have a soulmate!” She laughed, voiced laced with sarcasm. 

“What do you want.” You spat, looking her in the eyes.

“Oh, nothing much. Just checking if you have found your soulmate or not” She grinned, putting her hand on her waist. 

“Honestly, I don’t. But I do have an idea who it might be, or at least who it sounds like” You sighed, turning back to your locker. 

She grimaced, grabbing your arm and preventing you from getting your stuff. “Oh yeah? Well then, tell me.” 

You sighed again. Completely done with her bullshit. “His voice sounds like Sugawara. Y’know, that silver-haired 3rd-Year from Haikyuu” You said grinning .

“Of course I know who he is! But don’t tell me you think HE is the one! There is no way anyone like that will like you!” She snarled. Slamming your hand to the locker.

“I never said so, and who cares? It’s not like it’s any of YOUR buisness anyway.” You shrugged, pulling your hand back and closing your locker, ready to leave. “Now if you don’t mind, I have to go home”

“Stop lying! There is no way you have a soulmate like that!” She yelled, turning her back to you and storming off.

You sighed in annoyance. What’s her problem? Is she that pissed about you winning against her?

You started walking home. It was dark outside, and the sky was clear. So you could see the stars shining bright above your head.

Stupid asshole. You thought, kicking at the dirt. Getting so nosy just because of a voice.

You furrowed your eyebrows. He probably just sounds like Suga, Haikyuu is just a ficitonal world right? Jeez Y/N, stop giving yourself false hope. Suga is just a ficitonal character and there is no way he is real periodt. 

You sighed frustrated, grabbing your keys from your pockets and unlocking the door.

“Honey! Welcome home! How wa- Whoa! Why are you crying?” Your mother asked, her cheerful expression turning into a concerned one. 

“Wait- I am?” That’s when you realised there were wet streams running down your cheeks, dripping onto the floor. You quickly wiped them away and started walking up the stairs. “Mom, I’m feeling tired right now. I’m gonna rest for a bit” Your mom hummed back, telling you that she agrees.

Walking up the stairs, you suddenly felt really tired and annoyed. So you walked in your room, threw your bag on the ground, plopped your earbuds in, and started listening to some music.

MEANWHILE...

Practice just finished, and I was on my way home. Kageyama and Hinata were getting along better, and Kageyama even asked me for some advice for studying. 

“Hi Koushi, welcome back!” Mom’s voice rang through the hallway “You’re right on time! Dinner is ready”

I put my bag on the ground, walking to the kitchen and helping mom with the dishes. 

After we sat down and started eating, mom asked me the question.

“Koushi?”

“Hm?”

“So... Have you heard anything from your soulmate?”

“Well, this morning they were humming to a song, but that’s it” I said after swallowing a piece of tofu.

“Alright then, make sure to tell me when something happens!”

“Sure”

*30 minutes later*

I was rehearsing some of the english sentences for the upcoming test, when I heard humming. I recognised the voice immeadiately. It was my supposed ‘soulmate’s voice! 

There was something wrong with it. It sounded... hopeless? I’m not sure how to describe it. It kind of sounded as if they were on the verge of breaking down.

“Hold on a second. I know this song!” I thought to myself. I was sure that they needed help

Y/N’S POV

It was calming, just you and the music. Or at least, it would’ve been so if you weren’t fighting yourself about the events of a few hours ago.

It was silent. Until a voice suddely popped up in your head and started singing. 

You know I want you,

It's not a secret I try to hide

A small smile appeared on your face, hearing the fammiliar voice of your soulmate.

I know you want me

So don't keep saying our hands are tied

You claim it's not in the cards

And fate is pulling you miles away

And out of reach from me

But you're here in my heart

So who can stop me if I decide

That you're my destiny?

...

What if we rewrite the stars?

Say you were made to be mine

Nothing could keep us apart

You'd be the one I was meant to find

It's up to you, and it's up to me

No one can say what we get to be

So why don't we rewrite the stars?

Maybe the world could be ours

Tonight...

You sighed. Knowing fully well that it has a small chance of happening. So, you answered.

You think it's easy..

You think I don't wanna run to you

But there are mountains

And there are doors that we can't walk through

I know you're wondering why because we're able to be

Just you and me within these walls

But when we go outside, you're gonna wake up and see

That it was hopeless after all...

No one can rewrite the stars

How can you say you'll be mine?

Everything keeps us apart

And I'm not the one you were meant to find

It's not up to you

It's not up to me

When everyone tells us what we can be

How can we rewrite the stars?

Say that the world can be ours

Tonight...

All I want is to fly with you

All I want is to fall with you

So just give me all of you

It feels impossible

It's not impossible

Is it impossible?

Say that it's possible

How do we rewrite the stars?

Say you were made to be mine?

Nothing can keep us apart

'Cause you are the one I was meant to find

It's up to you

And it's up to me

No one can say what we get to be

And why don't we rewrite the stars?

Changing the world to be ours

At this point, you’re silently crying. To finish the song, you softly whispered the last four lines

You know I want you

It's not a secret I try to hide

But I can't have you

We're bound to break and my hands are tied

“Thank you..” you whispered, smiling softly

Author: Note to future self; Never use Lunar’s writing style again, it doesn’t mix with yours

Also part two?

[harleenfleck]

“Despite the danger (Part 2)”

Arthur Fleck/Joker x Reader

Summary: Joker is the love of your life; despite the reputation it carries. You know that, but you don’t care, after he rescued you from a horrible hole you were trapped in. Now, you both live your lives together, but you ignore all the risks that come with being the lover of the Clown Prince of Crime.

This is the continuation. Part one here (Idk how put links in tumblr AAAAAA)

Warning: Description of violence, smut (Oh yeah), unprotected sex, oral sex, and fluff cause why not.

Words: 3.2k

Notes: OMFG I’M SO SORRY I KNOW I KNOOOW It took me about a month to post the second part, you have no idea what happened to me in all these weeks! New job, a little move, trying to survive, creative block (I’m suffering with this one), I almost itchy a scorpion, I didn't have Internet for two weeks, for a moment I thought I was in contact with someone with COVID-19 and fortunately that someone was sick from something else (Pneumonia in case you had doubts), I started to be attracted to a guy who turned out to be a criminal (HAHA later I'll tell you how this shit was over) anyway, too many weird things happened to me.

Finally I can post the second part, and the truth is that it is the first time I write smut or something in English :'0 honestly I think it was sexy, but I still feel a little ashamed (that’s the correct word?) to post it, ahhh, it's weird the feeling. But wow, I think the thing was beautiful:3 I honestly hope I can beat the creative block and keep writing more stories like that, shit, anyway, Arthur it’s my beautiful muse.

Time for thanks! Thank you to the Microsoft translator for helping me translate things I don't know into English, thank you to Lana del Rey for helping me get out of the creative block with your songs, my two neurons for not giving up and doing synapses, and thank you for your patience <3

And fuuuuckinggg agaaaain the fucking same apology, I’m sorry if I make some grammatical, spelling or writing mistakes, english is not my native language blablablablablalaaablablablaba just enjoy the porn.

Hope you like it! <3

...

 He’s out of his mind.

He was yelling at his men to do the damn job, to search the whole damn city. His beauty doll is missing

You were missing, you weren’t by his side, and that was a tragedy.

He was going crazy, and how cannot be? His enemies don’t leave no clue, just the threatening note. He read it, trying to find something, some sign. But nothing.

“In every fucking corner! In every fucking street! In every fucking neighborhood! I don’t fucking care! You have to find her!”

He yelled at his men in clown masks, they were orders that were to be fulfilled. But everything was more complicated than it seemed.

“We've searched all over Gotham and there's no sign of her”

“Keep looking!” He screamed again.

The clowns have never seen their leader so tense and stressed. It wasn't for nothing. His darling was kidnapped by something he had done, and time ran. Anything could happen to you with every hour wasted in found you.

"Mr. Joker, we've searched everywhere, but there's no way to find her, do you really think it's worth it?"

“What? What do you mean by that? What are you implying about that?”

“I mean Mr. Joker, you found her in a disgraceful place... You could do that with any other slut, you can find another-”

Bang!

Before he could keep opening his mouth, that man was already dead.

"I don't have time for this stupid shit! You must don’t give a shit about my doll's past! You must do your fucking damn job!"

The rest of the clowns, seeing the violent scene, came out of the room. Joker ordered two of his men to undo the body.

Sitting on an elegant red couch, he took a hand to his face and breathe out heavily.

Where were you? Would you be ok? You’d be safe?

Every question stressed him. And he felt guilty leaving you alone, he shouldn’t have done that.

Knowing that sometimes his clowns could become useless, he got out of his seat and walked outside of the room. "If they don't find you, I'll do it myself”

He got into the car and went to Gotham.

“My y/n, where are you?”

…

Your hands behind you back were tied. Your feet too.

Could barely remember what happened to you. Hours before, you were reading a book in complete calmness, but someone broke in the house. You screamed and ran for the emergency gun, but the assailants caught you first and put a damp fabric in your face.

You slept soundly for a couple of hours, when you woke up with a blindfold. Immediately, you went into fear.

“Look! The bitch woke up”

Your eyes saw again, they took you the bandage off. Looked at some men you didn’t know who they were.

“Just look, the little whore of Joker” One of the kidnappers took you by the jaw “Are the rumors true? The Joker pulled you out of a brothel after you fuck him so good?”

A big spit came into the kidnapper's eye. You pointed very well at his face.

“Fuck you!” Was the only thing you yell to him “That's something you don't give a shit!”

The others men laugh a lot, making fun of your little defense. The affected person rubbed himself with a tissue and you realized spitting him was a big mistake.

Scared, you looked everywhere, you had to find a way out, you knew that if you stayed there, they could kill you, but there is no escape.

“What idiot would want a whore like his couple?” The kidnapper spoke as he approached you and lifted you from the ground "Although if it's true that you were a prostitute... We could take advantage of that…”

They looked at you with malevolence, you knew your Joker had done terrible things to them, and they revenge were going to drop it on you.

“No, no, no! Don't you dare! If you do, you'll be dead men!”

“Maybe, but the first one to die will be you”

They pulled out a knife right in front of you, played with this one, gently passing it down your chest and face.

They started ripping the fabric of your dress. You cried. They laughed.

Please Arthur come, come for me, please Arthur

“We are three, you're going to have to give each of us pleasure at the same time, you know what that means? Anyway, you're already experienced in that”

They took your dress in pieces, staying only in your underwear, they began grotesquely touch your body and make fun of you. You just implored that it wasn't painful and that your death wasn't so violent.

Although that was improbable.

You closed your eyes, accepting your unfortunate destiny.

A violent noise was heard, and one of the men fell to the ground.

"Leave her alone right now!"

Hearing that scream you felt in heaven, protected. You were safe. Joker was there, pointing the bastards who wanted to hurt you with his gun.

“Oh! Look who's here! Just when we were going to have our banquet, don't you want some?”

Another one fell to the ground. You tried to escape the only one left alive, but he catched you, putting the knife around your neck.

“Let her go of or you're going to regret it!” Joker screamed in a tone of voice you'd never heard before. He was heard so rude and furious, and at once determined.

“Let her go? You ruined what my men and I built for years; I'll take away what you cherish most in front you. And you can’t do anything to avoid it”

Joker's blood boiled with angry. How did he dare to hurt you?

"I won't warn you again, let her go right now, NOW!"

The guy, just for enjoying Joker's furious, put the knife down and cut your abdomen, you cried in pain. Joker went crazy, and when the knife stopped touching your skin, bullets were raining at your kidnapper.

You ran away, tripped and fell, but you could see Joker unloading the bullets on his enemy.

No enemy was left alive. You were free. But you were so scared too.

Joker looked at you, put away his gun and ran to you.

"Arthur!" You hugged him very tightly.

"y/n are you okay? He cut you, that motherfucker, I must to take you to the doc—"

"No! Please Arthur, take me home! Take me with you!"

"But y/n, you’re hurt—"

"It's nothing! I swear, just take me with you!"

Crying, you begged him to get you out of there. Joker took off his red coat and put it on you, covering you. He hugged you and both got out of there.

…

You two came home. He carried you in his arms and you hugged his chest. He left you in the bed while you still crying.

"I won't let you get hurt again, my doll" Arthur drew his fingers to your face, drying away your tears. He hurt him see you crying.

"Arthur, I thought I'd never see you again”

"No, y/n, I'm here, I'll always be here. No one will hurt you again"

You hugged him a lot, you didn't want to let him go. Despite the facade of the worst criminal of all and Gotham's worst lunatic, he saved and protected you.

Arthur left the room for a moment and came back with a medicine cabinet. He healed your wound while you were trying to relax, but that was almost impossible. Once you bandaged, Arthur lay down next to you, and you couldn't help hug him. He did the same thing, caressing your hair and smelling your scent, like the first time he and you met.

You and him slept soundly. You were so afraid you wouldn't sleep in that bed again. However, your night wasn't quiet, you dreamed of those three horrible men again, you dreamed that those men did what they wanted with you, and Arthur never appeared.

You woke up upset, in tears again.

But at the same time, you calmed down, because you were home. Arthur woke up with your crying, he immediately paid attention to you.

"What's going on? y/n, what happened?"

"A nightmare"

He took you carefully and kissed you on the forehead. You hugged him back, you clung to him, you never wanted to leave him in your life.

He really is the love of your life.

And you wanted to thank him for being.

"Arthur..."

"Yes?"

You took air, you never thought you’d be shy to ask Arthur that, even when you did this night after night.

“Could you love me, please?"

The eyes of Arthur lit up, and a big sense of desire ran through his body. But despite that, you were always above everything.

"y/n… But you’re hurt"

"Art… I’m fine, it was something superficial, it's nothing” And that was true, but on his face could you see he wasn’t so convinced “Please Arthur, I need your love”

He looked at you with concern, with silent, perhaps he feared to hurt you.

But at the same time, he looked at you with desire, in need and lust.

Arthur needed you very badly too, but he was afraid to revive your pain. However, you started kissing him, at first shyly, because you didn't know what his reaction would be.

But you knew him perfectly, you knew that with a simple touch of yours he could go crazy. He gently took you from the back of your head and quickly got on top of you. His hands started stroking your neck, your collarbone, your chest. His fingers started playing with the straps of your bra and at the same time left little kisses on your breasts.

Fear left your body, and desperately asked for Arthur.

Arthur took your bra off and threw it somewhere in the room. Hypnotized, he admired your body. You blushed, he always saw you as a deity, even though you two made love a thousand times before.

"You're the most fucking beautiful woman I've ever met"

He bit his lip when he saw you. You, on the other hand, put the shyness aside, your hands went to the buttons on his yellow vest, unbuttoning them. Arthur noticed your intentions and helped you with that. You did the same thing with his turquoise shirt, looking now his chest.

You exhaled. You kissed him deeply, his tongue entered your mouth, and you couldn't help pass your hands through his chest and abdomen.

Without warning, you started to kiss his neck and shoulders, he didn’t wait that, but with a smile, he let you continue. You kept kissing him, went down to his red pants. His lust trapped in that red pants was already evident.

With little kiss on the fabric of his pants, you unbuttoned and zipped down. You looked him before continue. Arthur looked at you in need, desire and a huge smile on his clown face.

You backed off his pants and his underwear, his length appeared on your face and something inside you burned. You took it with your hand and let a little kiss in the top.

With more desire, you pass your tongue, sucking it, you really enjoyed that moment, more when you put it in your mouth and heard his deep moan.

"Damn it, y/n!" Arthur almost cried out loud. He was wet in lust, he looked at you with his green eyes, saw as you gave him pleasure, as you loved making him feel good. He took your hair, started directing the movements.

You relaxed your throat, took some air and got on with your work. You used your tongue to drive him crazy, and hearing his moans caused you to get wet. “Fuck! y/n you… you’re amazing…”.

You viewed that he grabbed the sheets with his free hand, his head was back and his chest became large and small as he breathed deeply. You could think he was close to finishing. But he decided to change things.

He took your hair and forced you to apart himself, you looked at him a little confused, but his gaze said he was going to back to you everything you caused him. Taking your shoulders, he dropped you in bed. He quickly got between your legs, starting to play with the elastic of your lace panties.

He dropped your panties, stared hungry at what these were hiding. And he realized you were already wet.

"Art... Do-Don't be so rude, please" You pled him timidly. Arthur blinked, setting aside his desire, remembering what you had spent the last night. He looked at your reddened face, and felt slightly guilty. He didn't tell you, but he thought maybe he scared you.

"Of course not, my doll" slowly lowered his face until you reached your entrance "If you want to stop, I will, just say it y/n" kissed one of your thighs, and seeing you, started playing with his tongue inside you.

Now, it was your turn to yell.

“Oh fuck!” You remember why Arthur loved that game. He was very skillful. He kissed you, licked you, played really well down there. You took his green hair between your fingers, begging him to go deeper. You heard a little laugh.

“I want you Arthur…” You couldn't take it anymore, you started begging him, as tears of pleasure fell down your cheeks “Please Art, I want you, make me yours…”

He didn't listen to you, he just kept licking you, and you couldn't do it anymore. You cuming in his mouth, and he drank you all.

Bastard you thought You wouldn't let me do the same with you

As you recovered from the orgasm, he stands up, his makeup was already a mess, but that's what you loved, as you could see Arthur and Joker at the same time.

“Come here, boy” You extended your hand to him. He took it and placed himself on top of you "I really want you for me”

“You just want me?”

“Why the question?”

"You seem to need me" Arthur kiss your hand, as you felt the rub of its length in your entrance, he was torturing you.

“Arthur, please…”

“Please what?” He passing his tongue in your hand and finished with a kiss.

“I-I need you…”

“Yes darling?” He saw you again with those emeralds that drove you crazy. How much you love him, and how much he loves you "Did you know I always need you, y/n?" With that deeply voice, he began to play again, giving small blows with his tip, causing you to moan.

“Y-Yeah…” Your voice became trembling at the end of that word “Arthur, please…”

“Please what?” He repeated that question again while without warning, he passed his tongue through your breast, provoking you more and more.

“…Fuck me…” You didn't ask him, you pleaded him. He laughed a little, and kissed you on your lips, looking for your tongue with his. And as your tongues fluttered in your mouths, he entered in you.

You moaned in his mouth, that strange sense of pain and pleasure was so addictive to you. He moved inside you, going out and in. You could hear him moan, and that excited you more, hearing his voice full of pleasure.

With more desire, you hugged him, moaned and cried. You didn't want anyone else in your life. You only want Arthur, just him.

It was so much pleasure and delight that you even forgot the wound on your abdomen.

You raised your hips just to join him more. Arthur kissed your neck, while he too got lost in lust. The bed hit the wall hard, it could break at any time, and you wouldn't mind. You two couldn't separate, nothing could separate.

You didn't know how much time was going on, but every time Arthur made love to you, time seemed to stop alone for the two of you.

“Arthur…” You cried his name “I love you… I love you”.

“I love you, y/n” you heard his hoarse voice against your ear again. He raised his head, only to see you adore this intimate moment “I love you too”

You kissed him, so much passion overflowing. You felt close again.

Before you could tell him, your body couldn't keep it anymore and gave into the pleasure, you screamed so loud. Arthur began to penetrate you slowly and deep at the same time, prolonging your orgasm, making it more torturous and pleasurable.

Breathing deeply, you looked at Arthur, taking his cheek with your hand, you still felt weak, and loved too.

He came out of you, and he started masturbating in front of you. "Could you help me, doll?" Oh yes, you knew that meant.

You knelt in front of him, took his member and carried him into your mouth. He tried to suppress a groan but failed. A few seconds later he made you stop, and you'll look him in the eye from where you were.

"You want it, don't you, doll?" you didn't answer, you just moved your head up and bit your lip. Like the first time you saw him. You began to masturbate him and kiss his member.

He caressed your head, closed his eyes. If that wasn't heaven, he didn't know anything else it could be.

His body tightened, and his breathing became heavy “y/n, I’m gonna coming, come here”.

You stopped, opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue. With a little scream from him, you got his climax in your mouth. Every drop fell into your mouth, and some escaped through the corners of your lips. He tasted so good; you loved his taste.

Arthur took a deep breath, his eyes were still under in his eyelids, recovering. He lowered his head and opened his eyes, watching you. You gave him a naughty smile. He caressed your cheek, and stroked you with his thumb.

"Where have you been all my life?" For a moment he thought about it, but he really said it. And you blush at those words. The naughty smile was replaced by a shy smile.

"Lost, like you, my love"

Smiling at you, he went to kiss you one more, one more loving, more romantic. “Arthur Fleck, you really are the love of my life” You said to him in the middle of the kiss. You could feel it how he trembled at your words. He separated from you and looked you in the eye.

“You too, y/n, you’re the love of my life”.

He kissed your cheek and pulled aside some locks of hair that fell on your face. "Come here" Took your hand "Look at you, you're a mess, we're going to have to clean you up"

You knew that was just the beginning, it was going to be a long day.

But you didn't care because you loved him, you loved Arthur Fleck, and Joker too, despite the danger. You didn't really care about danger, Arthur would always protect you from adversity, and somehow, you also protected him.

End

[morphoportiswrites]

Riots. - Chapter Two: Please...

Summary: After finding Bane wounded and dying in Gotham City Hall, you have to make a decision. Your friends or him?

Pairing: Bane (TDKR) x Reader

Word Count: 2022

Warnings: Lots of swearing

Author’s Note: So here it is, the second chapter! I hope it’s not too boring? I really know how to drag things on, don’t I? Hahaha! (Also tumblrs formating is pissing me off. XD) And again: English is not my first language.

(Y/NN = Your nickname) (Found the gif on giphy!)

Chapter Two: Please...

Bane's grip was awfully tight around your neck and you were a 100% sure, even in his weakened state, this man was able to break it with one simple and swift move. For a split second you thought about ways to free yourself from his hand but another thing you were pretty sure about was, that he'd catch you by your hair.

“Seriously? I'm just trying to help you, man”, your mouth complained before your brain could actually rate the words coming out of it as a teensy bit inept. Nice. Way to get yourself out of this mess. To be honest, you had never been someone to shut their pie hole when situations required it.

Bane's eyes practically shot daggers at you. Stare still. Somewhat furious... but there was something else in them. Something you couldn't quite place. Fear? Pain? Confusion?

Bane was confused. What initially had triggered his reflex to defend himself, that no one could be trusted and everyone was just out to get him... there  was nothing of it in your eyes. Assessing your motives, something told him, you meant every word you said. It was odd and frankly he was surprised by himself when he felt the muscles in his arm and hand shift.

You felt his fingers loosen and were able to pull away. Not trying to panic, you breathed in and out. In and out. While rubbing your neck. You could still feel the pressure of his fingers on your skin. If there was one feeling you hated, it was that of being physically restrained or downright inferior. Honestly, you had assumed this was the last time of you being cheeky in a situation like this. He could have hurt you so easily.

Now it was your turn to look somewhat confused and you were about to speak when you heard footsteps moving quickly down the stairs in the large hallway of the entrance. One pair halted in the door frame of the room you recently occupied and you turned your head around to see who it was. “You were right, Y/NN. An absolute waste of time and energy. Maybe a couple of pieces of furniture but too big and heavy to actually keep this a short time visit”, Cable, who's given name was actually Greg, admitted.

Told you so, crossed your mind for a moment but being sassy was not the major priority right now. “Look what I found though...”, you uttered and nodded into the direction of the almost lifeless body laying in front of you. Cable not being able to see what you meant, came closer.

“Shit! Is that... Bane?”

“Yes, and-”

“Fuck!”, he crossed the rest of the room and came to a halt next to you. “Wow, someone beat him up well”, a bemused snicker escaped Cable's lips.

“I need your help.” Another confused look.

“With what?”

“We need to get him out of here”, matter of factly.

“Excuse me?!... No, this... nah”, Cable pulled a face and lifted his hands in a defensive motion.

“He needs help or he'll die, Greg!”

“Sorry doll, but this is too risky for me... getting caught with him... and to be honest... he already looks fucking dead.” In any other situation you would have not let his degrading nickname for you slip past.

“That's because he's dying, you stupid fuck!”, you felt your face getting heated.

Cable put on his helmet and shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe it's better that way”, it seemed like he thought that now was his turn to sound matter of factly, as he put on his motorcycle gloves.

There it was. Your breaking point. The anger rushing from your head through your whole body, had you up in no time, when you both heard a voice yelling his name. It sounded urgent. Maybe someone from the group had turned on police radio and they weren't far.

In just one or two seconds more, a whole lot of things happened. Inside your head at least. In milliseconds your mind raced through your memories and replayed moment after moment you had spent together with the group. Things had been nice at the beginning. Nice and simple. You all had had the same goal. Or so you had thought it seemed. Sure, none of you was a saint in all of this but was this group still what you initially had joined it for? Were you all still on the same page? Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor? The last couple of heists had ended pretty violently and you had done nothing to prevent or stop it. You were as guilty as them.

Was that still you? What had happened to the girl calling people out on their bullshit? Even physically fighting for people who needed help? Fighting school yard bullies, mobsters, men who couldn't keep their hands to themselves?

So much more rushed through your mind. Situation after situation that had you made feel more and more alienated and cut off from the others. Had you overthink and doubt everything you were doing. Into all of this you felt fury pouring in. Was that guy in front of you still that chill dude you'd hooked up with a few times? Right now he was a bit too chill for your taste. If you thought about it, you had never gotten to know any of them, really. Who was to say Greg hadn't been a complete ass before, already? But refusing to help someone who was dying? This was it.

“Piss off.”

“What?”

“You heard me right, Greg. Piss off”, you almost spit in his face. Another cold shrug of his shoulders and he was gone out the door. A couple of moments later, the sound of engines could be heard and every other second if faded away gradually.

Your eyes fell back to Bane's face. Okay... you knew where to get him, you only needed a plan to get him out of here. Preferably as fast as possible. The sirens of police cars could be heard far in the distance of the city. Turning your gaze from the man's eyes, yours scanned the room yet again. This time for something that could be of use but nothing seemed obviously helpful in your endeavours or trigger an idea.

Quickly your feet carried you out of the room, the building and to your motorcycle. Without thinking twice, your hands opened the hatch at the back of the small trailer that was connected to your bike and emptied all the stolen valuables on to the street. So, now you knew how to transport the masked man. Just not how to get him down here. His injury was probably way too severe for him to waste too much strength on carrying his own weight.

“Think, think, think!”, you said out loud and gave your forehead a few good pats. Again your feet started moving. It had always been like that since you had been a child. Either your feet knew where to lead you or walking helped you to get your brain into motion as well, ideas flooding in. This time they made you pace up and down next to your bike. And you were about to give up on their stimulating support this time and go back inside, when your feet made you trip over something and fall hands first down on the pavement. Looking back at what had caught your two fellas attention, your eyes spotted a rolled up rug. You knew you could always count on them.

This morning you had taken the rug from the house of a guy who had the walls of his home plastered with photos of himself. The only face you found was a movie poster from The Big Lebowski right above a cosy sofa with a rug in front of it that tied the room together. You had to take this thing with you just to simply fuck with this wannabe playboy. It had been more of a meta joke to take it but you never thought the sight of a rug could've made you feel inspiration, excitement and relieve. You quickly got up on your feet again.

Bane hadn't expected to see your face ever again when you had left, so he did what this cruel world had made him exceptionally good at. Surviving. He knew his chances were small, certainly non-existent, but if he'd be able to block out the pain, as his mask partly did for him and as he was trained to do in greater detail and intensity all his life, he might could get a few blocks away from here. There he would die in the darkness, hidden from the world, he was sure. Anything was better than being in the hands of the police. Getting thrown in a cage again.

As he was about to slip into some kind of trance, to disassociate himself from the pain in his body, he felt something from the outside pulling him back. A physical impulse. And a voice. Muffled. The voice started sounding clearer as he shifted his mind back to reality again, clinging to the pain to guide him back. “Bane!”, he opened his eyes to the sound of his name. And there it was again. The face of that girl.

And there he was again. You exhaled deeply with more than some relieve. The moment you had seen him with his eye lids closed, you had feared the worst. Feared? What kind of thought was that? And what was he to you anyway? A terrorist? Scratch that. Someone who was about to die infront of your eyes and you couldn't let that happen, could you? No matter who he was.

“I'm really sorry about this...”, you apologised in advance for the increase of pain he was going to feel from what you had in mind. You rolled out the rug next to him, fuzzy side down. This way it would function as a poor excuse of a stretcher you could drag across the sleek marble floor and thus be able to get someone his weight out of here. “You've got to help me a bit to get you onto this thing”, you explained. For a moment you could see the hesitation in his tense body, the suspicion in his eyes. The sirens of the police cars cut through the silence between the two of you. Definitely closer than before. You held out your hand to grab. “Please...”, a whisper. Almost pleading.

Heavy breathing grew heavier as Bane's hand grabbed yours. Luckily you weren't opposed to work heavy physically and nature had you made with a bit of counterweight anyway, so you weren't pulled down by his. Together you managed to get him on the rug, his agitated breathing was the only sign of pain you could read off of him, and you wasted no time to pull on it. It wasn't as easy as you had wished it to be, with all the rubble specking the way out. Tomorrow you'd definitely have sore muscles but that was a ridiculous price you were willing to pay to get both of you out of all of this. Alive.

The stairs were the short way but no option, so you played it safe and dragged him down the long wheelchair ramp at the outside. As soon as you reached the back of the trailer and hold out your hand another time, Bane's already held on to it. Either way he had realised how close the cops were now or... no, don't you think like that, Y/N! You scolded yourself while you helped the man who was easily a head taller than you and built like a brick wall into the vehicle. With a few quick movements you fastened the top cover to hide Bane from eventual encounters with the officials and other folk, and hopped onto your bike. A good and precise kick to the starter and you fled the scene.

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Taglist: @markusstraya

[morphoportis]

Riots. - Chapter Two: Please...

Summary: After finding Bane wounded and dying in Gotham City Hall, you have to make a decision. Your friends or him?

Pairing: Bane (TDKR) x Reader

Word Count: 2022

AO3: Riots. - One / Two

tumblr: Riots. - One / Two

Warnings: Lots of swearing

Author’s Note: So here it is, the second chapter! I hope it’s not too boring? I really know how to drag things on, don’t I? Hahaha! (Also tumblrs formating is pissing me off. XD) And again: English is not my first language.

(Y/NN = Your nickname) (Found the gif on giphy!)

Chapter Two: Please...

Bane's grip was awfully tight around your neck and you were a 100% sure, even in his weakened state, this man was able to break it with one simple and swift move. For a split second you thought about ways to free yourself from his hand but another thing you were pretty sure about was, that he'd catch you by your hair.

“Seriously? I'm just trying to help you, man”, your mouth complained before your brain could actually rate the words coming out of it as a teensy bit inept. Nice. Way to get yourself out of this mess. To be honest, you had never been someone to shut their pie hole when situations required it.

Bane's eyes practically shot daggers at you. Stare still. Somewhat furious... but there was something else in them. Something you couldn't quite place. Fear? Pain? Confusion?

Bane was confused. What initially had triggered his reflex to defend himself, that no one could be trusted and everyone was just out to get him... there  was nothing of it in your eyes. Assessing your motives, something told him, you meant every word you said. It was odd and frankly he was surprised by himself when he felt the muscles in his arm and hand shift.

You felt his fingers loosen and were able to pull away. Not trying to panic, you breathed in and out. In and out. While rubbing your neck. You could still feel the pressure of his fingers on your skin. If there was one feeling you hated, it was that of being physically restrained or downright inferior. Honestly, you had assumed this was the last time of you being cheeky in a situation like this. He could have hurt you so easily.

Now it was your turn to look somewhat confused and you were about to speak when you heard footsteps moving quickly down the stairs in the large hallway of the entrance. One pair halted in the door frame of the room you recently occupied and you turned your head around to see who it was. “You were right, Y/NN. An absolute waste of time and energy. Maybe a couple of pieces of furniture but too big and heavy to actually keep this a short time visit”, Cable, who's given name was actually Greg, admitted.

Told you so, crossed your mind for a moment but being sassy was not the major priority right now. “Look what I found though...”, you uttered and nodded into the direction of the almost lifeless body laying in front of you. Cable not being able to see what you meant, came closer.

“Shit! Is that... Bane?”

“Yes, and-”

“Fuck!”, he crossed the rest of the room and came to a halt next to you. “Wow, someone beat him up well”, a bemused snicker escaped Cable's lips.

“I need your help.” Another confused look.

“With what?”

“We need to get him out of here”, matter of factly.

“Excuse me?!... No, this... nah”, Cable pulled a face and lifted his hands in a defensive motion.

“He needs help or he'll die, Greg!”

“Sorry doll, but this is too risky for me... getting caught with him... and to be honest... he already looks fucking dead.” In any other situation you would have not let his degrading nickname for you slip past.

“That's because he's dying, you stupid fuck!”, you felt your face getting heated.

Cable put on his helmet and shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe it's better that way”, it seemed like he thought that now was his turn to sound matter of factly, as he put on his motorcycle gloves.

There it was. Your breaking point. The anger rushing from your head through your whole body, had you up in no time, when you both heard a voice yelling his name. It sounded urgent. Maybe someone from the group had turned on police radio and they weren't far.

In just one or two seconds more, a whole lot of things happened. Inside your head at least. In milliseconds your mind raced through your memories and replayed moment after moment you had spent together with the group. Things had been nice at the beginning. Nice and simple. You all had had the same goal. Or so you had thought it seemed. Sure, none of you was a saint in all of this but was this group still what you initially had joined it for? Were you all still on the same page? Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor? The last couple of heists had ended pretty violently and you had done nothing to prevent or stop it. You were as guilty as them.

Was that still you? What had happened to the girl calling people out on their bullshit? Even physically fighting for people who needed help? Fighting school yard bullies, mobsters, men who couldn't keep their hands to themselves?

So much more rushed through your mind. Situation after situation that had you made feel more and more alienated and cut off from the others. Had you overthink and doubt everything you were doing. Into all of this you felt fury pouring in. Was that guy in front of you still that chill dude you'd hooked up with a few times? Right now he was a bit too chill for your taste. If you thought about it, you had never gotten to know any of them, really. Who was to say Greg hadn't been a complete ass before, already? But refusing to help someone who was dying? This was it.

“Piss off.”

“What?”

“You heard me right, Greg. Piss off”, you almost spit in his face. Another cold shrug of his shoulders and he was gone out the door. A couple of moments later, the sound of engines could be heard and every other second if faded away gradually.

Your eyes fell back to Bane's face. Okay... you knew where to get him, you only needed a plan to get him out of here. Preferably as fast as possible. The sirens of police cars could be heard far in the distance of the city. Turning your gaze from the man's eyes, yours scanned the room yet again. This time for something that could be of use but nothing seemed obviously helpful in your endeavours or trigger an idea.

Quickly your feet carried you out of the room, the building and to your motorcycle. Without thinking twice, your hands opened the hatch at the back of the small trailer that was connected to your bike and emptied all the stolen valuables on to the street. So, now you knew how to transport the masked man. Just not how to get him down here. His injury was probably way too severe for him to waste too much strength on carrying his own weight.

“Think, think, think!”, you said out loud and gave your forehead a few good pats. Again your feet started moving. It had always been like that since you had been a child. Either your feet knew where to lead you or walking helped you to get your brain into motion as well, ideas flooding in. This time they made you pace up and down next to your bike. And you were about to give up on their stimulating support this time and go back inside, when your feet made you trip over something and fall hands first down on the pavement. Looking back at what had caught your two fellas attention, your eyes spotted a rolled up rug. You knew you could always count on them.

This morning you had taken the rug from the house of a guy who had the walls of his home plastered with photos of himself. The only face you found was a movie poster from The Big Lebowski right above a cosy sofa with a rug in front of it that tied the room together. You had to take this thing with you just to simply fuck with this wanna be playboy. It had been more of a meta joke to take it but you never thought the sight of a rug could've made you feel inspiration, excitement and relieve. You quickly got up on your feet again.

Bane hadn't expected to see your face ever again when you had left, so he did what this cruel world had made him exceptionally good at. Surviving. He knew his chances were small, certainly non-existent, but if he'd be able to block out the pain, as his mask partly did for him and as he was trained to do in greater detail and intensity all his life, he might could get a few blocks away from here. There he would die in the darkness, hidden from the world, he was sure. Anything was better than being in the hands of the police. Getting thrown in a cage again.

As he was about to slip into some kind of trance, to disassociate himself from the pain in his body, he felt something from the outside pulling him back. A physical impulse. And a voice. Muffled. The voice started sounding clearer as he shifted his mind back to reality again, clinging to the pain to guide him back. “Bane!”, he opened his eyes to the sound of his name. And there it was again. The face of that girl.

And there he was again. You exhaled deeply with more than some relieve. The moment you had seen him with his eye lids closed, you had feared the worst. Feared? What kind of thought was that? And what was he to you anyway? A terrorist? Scratch that. Someone who was about to die infront of your eyes and you couldn't let that happen, could you? No matter who he was.

“I'm really sorry about this...”, you apologised in advance for the increase of pain he was going to feel from what you had in mind. You rolled out the rug next to him, fuzzy side down. This way it would function as a poor excuse of a stretcher you could drag across the sleek marble floor and thus be able to get someone his weight out of here. “You've got to help me a bit to get you onto this thing”, you explained. For a moment you could see the hesitation in his tense body, the suspicion in his eyes. The sirens of the police cars cut through the silence between the two of you. Definitely closer than before. You held out your hand to grab. “Please...”, a whisper. Almost pleading.

Heavy breathing grew heavier as Bane's hand grabbed yours. Luckily you weren't opposed to work heavy physically and nature had you made with a bit of counterweight anyway, so you weren't pulled down by his. Together you managed to get him on the rug, his agitated breathing was the only sign of pain you could read off of him, and you wasted no time to pull on it. It wasn't as easy as you had wished it to be, with all the rubble specking the way out. Tomorrow you'd definitely have sore muscles but that was a ridiculous price you were willing to pay to get both of you out of all of this. Alive.

The stairs were the short way but no option, so you played it safe and dragged him down the long wheelchair ramp at the outside. As soon as you reached the back of the trailer and hold out your hand another time, Bane's already held on to it. Either way he had realised how close the cops were now or... no, don't you think like that, Y/N! You scolded yourself while you helped the man who was easily a head taller than you and built like a brick wall into the vehicle. With a few quick movements you fastened the top cover to hide Bane from eventual encounters with the officials and other folk, and hopped onto your bike. A good and precise kick to the starter and you fled the scene.

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Taglist: @markusstraya

[softboyholland]

So.... You're doing a second part to that catgirl/Spiderman hc right? Cause I'm gonna need to know how that plays out.

of course, i am! here it is!!

none of this was peter’s fault

this was unplanned, unscripted, it wasn’t. supposed. to. happen.

peter didn’t expect for a new superhero to show up and start getting to the bad guys before him

peter didn’t expect for the daily bugle to LOVE her

and most of all, peter did not expect to have a big, fat crush on her

her physical appearance played a huge role in it, of course

it wasn’t his fault that she snuck around new york in a really, really tight black costume and wore that red lipstick. 

the red lipstick that made his heart rate increase everytime she smirked

the red lipstick that was the same exact shade of his suit

but that wasn’t it

it was how badass she was

she was way cooler than he was, she was smarter and funnier and wittier and knew how to throw a solid punch

and it was really funny to see her get irritated

but it was never going to work out, was it?

he had a secret identity and she had a secret identity-

and it wasn’t even like she liked him romantically!!

the jury was still out on whether or not they were even friends

and one night, in a really boring game of truth or dare, he tells ned

and ned doesn’t freak out or gush like he expects him to

actually, ned looks disappointed

he doesn’t get to ask him about it because ned’s already changing the subject to star wars

that night though, when he goes out to patrol and he finds himself looking for her as usual, he doesn’t see her

she’s not there

huh.

he brushes it off when he hears something going on in an alley a few metres away from him

he swings there as quickly as he can, hoping that maybe she’s already kicking ass over there but he’s met with something he never thought he’d encounter

he sees mj. michelle. his best friend.

her bag is forgotten on the ground and she’s pinned against the brick wall of the alley and a man dressed in black is going through her wallet and another men has a knife dangerously close to her throat

she doesn’t have any room to escape, the man is pressed up against her, laughing about something that definitely isn’t funny

and he sees the tiniest hint of fear in her face, even though she holds her head up high and tries not to look scared

she meets his eye and for a moment,

for just a moment, it feels like she’s looking at peter and not spider-man

he shoots a web at the man, and michelle slips away from his grip and peter has him webbed to the wall in no time

the other guy was looking through her purse, goes for her though but before he even touches her, peter shoots a web at the wall above him and jumps in, kicking him in the process

when he has them webbed up, he speaks, “are you okay, uh, miss?”

she nods, and grabs her things hurriedly

he sees some black fabric that looks oddly familiar sticking out of her bag but before he can get a closer look, she’s already stuffing it down and zipping her bag

she nods at him, at spider-man and she’s running down the street

he sighs and something catches his eye

it must be hers

he picks up the black tube and opens it

it’s lipstick, red lipstick.

who knew mj wore makeup?

he brings it back and decides to just stick it in her locker tomorrow at school or something

he has it in front of him when he’s doing his homework and he’s fiddling with it absentmindedly and that’s when it hit him

that’s when it hits him.

mj is catgirl.

he doesn’t know what to do, so he calls ned.

and he tells ned everything and ned gasps dramatically and ned’s all giddy and doesn’t want to tell him why and after lots of bribing, ned gives in

“remember when you told me you had a crush on catgirl?”

“yeah…”

“well, i told mj about it the next-”

“NED!”

“wait, hear me out! i told mj about it because she’s had a huge crush on you for the longest time. and i expected her to be really sad about it but she looked super spooked and freaked about it and now i know why!”

there’s silence.

“mj…likes me?”

“and you like mj! all you have to do now is work your shit out and you can be a supercouple!”

did he like mj though?

did he like michelle?

and then he thinks about her handing him his notes and firing quips at flash and making fun of the jocks with him and ned and her pretending not to like star wars when they first made her watch it and then him walking in on her having a full blown debate with a sorry freshman about star wars and her helping him with english lit and how mindblowing and awesome she is and he gets his answer there

 after a whole half an hour of ned gushing and teasing him, peter decides that he needs to talk to her.

and the next day, he doesn’t return her lipstick, but he does bump into catgirl during patrol

she’s wearing black lipstick now and peter smiles

“what’s with the lipstick, cat?”

“my name is the patriarchy punisher.”

“where were you yesterday?” he tries. “i saved this girl from possibly getting killed.”

she doesn’t look him in the eye like she usually does, she looks at anywhere but him and mumbles, “i uh, i had, i was sick.”

and he thinks he liked it better when he was the one who was tongue-tied

“you’re better now?”

she hums in response.

peter holds the lipstick in his hand and hides it behind his back.

she likes you, peter. she likes you.

she tries to move away but he grabs her elbow, and pulls her to him gently.

they’re not as close as they usually are whenever she flirts with him, or teases him but he’s alright with that.

he goes in for the kill.

“cat, i like you. i like you, a lot. as in, i want to be with you, and kick butt with you, but as a coup-”

“no, you don’t.”

what? 

she senses his confusion and speaks, “you don’t know who i am. trust me, you don’t like me.”

for a minute, peter wonders if mj isn’t really catgirl but he also knows that mj is stubborn so he doesn’t give up.

he follows her to the edge of the roof, “m-”

but she cuts him off before he can say her real name, “you don’t like me. you don’t.”

and it’s more like she’s convincing herself that he doesn’t like her 

“just give me a chance to-”

but she’s already walking away from him and peter does the one thing he knows

he shoots a web at her waist and then shes stumbling into his arms and he decides that he needs to show her that he wants this.

that he wants her.

so, he takes off his mask

her breath hitches and he hears it because hes still holding her and she’s

well, she’s holding onto him

then she shakes her head, “no, i can’t. i can’t do this.”

and he’s already let her go in defeat but she’s still holding onto him tightly

“why won’t you just give me a chance?”

and she snaps.

and oh boy.

“because, you’re not going to like who i am under the mask! you like catgirl. you like the badass, superhero, who wears makeup and knows how to flirt with boys. i’m-i’m not her! you’re going to be disappointed! you don’t want me.”

but she’s still holding onto him

he sees the tears forming in her eyes and he gives it one last try. 

he pulls away from her and he’s never seen her so upset and it breaks his heart but she steps away too. 

she starts to walk away and then he shoves the tube of lipstick into her open palm, “i think you forgot this.”

she stares down at it for a while and peter prays and hopes and hopes that she understands

and then after what feels like an eternity, she looks up at him blankly

“i like you. all of you. catgirl just made me realise it.”

she doesn’t say anything and peter swears he hears his heart pounding against his chest.

she looks down at her shoes, “you sure you’re not just settling for me?”

“i would never.”

and he gulps. 

then she looks up at him and takes of her mask and he sees that she wears a full face of makeup

but it’s mj. she’s mj. his mj,

then he finds himself stuttering, “you probably don’t like it when i’m spider-man i’m sorry, i didn’t think about that part, i’ll just-”

and then she’s pulling him to her and she’s telling him to shut up in that really intimidating way

“right sorry i’ll just-”

but this time, she’s kissing him

and he’s suddenly SO AWARE of the situation that he’s in and it’s like there’s a huge red banner in his mind that’s telling him that this is happening and this is real and-

and OH MY GOD. 

OH MY GOD MJ’S KISSING HIM.

and he forces himself to move his lips against hers even if he’s too frozen to move right now

and then just when he’s getting into it,

just when he’s snaking his arms around her waist

just when he’s about to pull her closer,

someone calls for help.

she pulls away and puts on her mask and then tip-toeing a little to put his mask on him because the suit makes him have a few inches on her and she hates it 

then she exhales

“race you there?”

and peter can’t help the huge grin that appears on his face as he shoots a web at the nearest building

[vexkader]

Solis Part 7

  The elevator rose and rose above the white gleaming city. Sun beamed off the buildings and slightly into my eyes. Shaping off the curved glass of the lift. The early evening made everything have just the yellowest of hues to them. Soon to be red as the evening grew on. 

  The party was at the Maxis Tower, one of the tallest buildings here in Ishtar. The view was magnificent, as I could see the bay and beachfront. Cars below zooming home and wherever. Some freighters in the sky, heading to Earth or Mars. Anywhere between. 

  With a ding, the lift stopped and the doors slide open. A long carpeted hallway was greeted with a door at the end, and a few maintenance closets. The odd thing about this place was it seemed older, if that's the right word. Ceramic walls, a rough carpet beneath my paws, a greeter by the ending door.

  The human stood up straight, fancy clothing all and held a holopad in his hand.

  "Name?" He asks me, all perky readying himself like it was his destiny to push names. 

  "Vex Kader." I reply, not so enthusiastically.

  "I see you there, and done! Head on in!"

  The doors behind him outlined in a lime green, and slide open as I approached them. A beautiful room with walls of windows appeared in front of me. Low beating music played, synths just enough to be heard beyond the talking. And truthfully I felt under dressed. 

  Everyone here was in some type of business attire. Sleek suits, cutting off into straight edges. Silver, black, white, some blue, some purple. You named it, all screaming importance over my just casualness. 

  I looked for the only familiar face I knew, but as I looked around I saw former clients. A few of which I hoped to never see again, and likewise to me. But I slinked around, looking for Friday. Even if she may not have been the happiest to see me, but as fate had it she found me first.

  "Vex, guess you did show up." Her voice startled me, as I quickly turn around. 

  "Oh, there you are!" I say almost relieved. "Yeah yeah, I made it. Probably wont stay long though."

  "Hm? Whys that?" She asks me curiously, a drink in her paw. Head tilting in a canine way. 

  "Ah, let's just say a few faces in here I didn't want to see again." 

  "I guess that's fair, but come on. Let me bring you to my dad, besides the business bit you have, hes hosting."

  I nod and follow her, weaving through suits and ties, along with a couple skirts. Friday's paws clinking on the hard surface. Looking around it all felt odd. There was hardly any anthros here, almost everyone was human. Varying shades of humans that is. 

  I knew most high-profile business owners here on Venus were human, but at this rate it felt odd. I swear a few probably recognized me as well. Probably the cyan on my tail that set me off, but it wasnt something I could help. 

  After reaching the opposite end of the party, I saw another coyote. His muzzle starting to grey a bit around the edges, dark fur like Friday's. Deep brown almond eyes peered right at the two of us, meeting mine at the same height. 

  Next time him was another coyote, light in fur like your traditional ones. Cold icy eyes like Friday's, standing about the same height too. It was safe to assume these were her parents. 

  "Dad, this is Vex. He's the one I told you about that could take your job."

  Gripping his drink, he swished it around a couple of times. Then took a sip of it, staining his lips red for a few seconds. "Vex.. I've heard your name before, not a small one in your line of work. As shown by a few of the guests here. Mine is Kim." 

  His voice was serious yet accented slightly, sounding like he was testing me. I did not feel like playing a game with him. 

  "Quite so, I know my stuff and I'll get your job done. What is it?" I ask, crossing my arms and leaning on a back paw. I wanted it as soon as possible to get out of here. 

  "After the party, I can't talk around prying ears. This matter is sensitive." He smirked, taking another sip. "Please please enjoy! There is plenty of food and drinks to go around."

  I wasnt happy, I wanted this job and out. "With all due respect, I'd rather just take the job and go. I didn't come to-" I was soon cut off by him. 

  "Your accent! It is unique, I don't think I've heard it before?" He questions me, bringing his wife in close. 

  "Welsh, my mother was from the isles. And yours?" Fine, I'll play this bullshite if it meant I got a job. 

  "My parents were from the East Asia-Pacifica cities, specifically Korea. They came to Venus to start our ship building company, on vacation back there is where I met my wife, Ara." He went on, talking about his wife and parents. 

  Truthfully I hadn't a care in my heart over the Pacifica cities. Most were split up between old cultural boundaries anyways. What were they, Korean? Japanese? Chinese? I hardly kept track of my own! Welsh, English, Scottish? I didn't care, all I knew is it made my voice sound funny. 

  Kim and Ara kept me distracted for a while, Kim mostly trying to pry into my life. As I did the same to him, each of us budging with small tidbits we deemed unimportant. Waiting for someone to give some leverage. 

  By this point on, few stars glistened in the night sky. Neon lights and traffic whites shined below, a city of night life humming and buzzing. The last of the guests left, slightly intoxicated and heading to their lifts home. Kim looked to me and breathed in, the music dying out as now nothing remained except the lights of the tower, the smell of hours old food, Friday, Kim, Ara, and me. 

  "So," he begins. "You're looking for a job aren't you?" I nod slowly, looking to his face. "She told you about the ruins?" He motioned his drink to Friday, as she stood motionless. Watching how this played out. 

  "Aye." Is all I said. 

  "Good. Now listen closely." He begins to speak of the job. "Theres an artifact buried under Iceland, I believe its inside the glaciers there. However, I havent been able to get in close." His voice trailed off and was low at the end, peaking my curiosity. 

  "How come?" I ask him, stepping forward with my right paw. 

  "The natives have proven.. trouble some. Resistant to those who go there."

  Natives? I was not aware of any native populations. 

  "What.. what do mean by natives?"

  "A small group, should be easy to avoid. But my last hires messed with them too much, and could've even get the damn ruins open. So I've heard you can though." 

  Well that was a quick topic change. 

  "That's besides the point, are they armed?" I was worried for my safety, I havent been in a firefight in over a year. I was probably getting rusty, and I had no plans to visit the jovians after it almost costed me my life. 

  "Yes, but again. Easily avoidable. I will be paying you in cash, if that makes it better." Mhm, that it did. That always sweetens a deal. 

  "How much are we talking? If I'm going to 'possibly'" I mocked slightly, "be dealing with dangerous natives with guns. It needs to be worth it." 

  He huffs, setting down his drink with a clink. Red wine staining the clear glass. "Two hundred thousand. In cash."

  That.. wasnt bad, certainly wasnt my highest paying job, but this is no jovian raid. 

  "Fine, I'll do it. I'll set off tomorrow." With a smile, he shakes my paw, giving a tight grip. "I will send you everything else." He tells me.

  With that I set off, leaving the family behind. Leaving the ballroom, I could see the door boy had go home. Leaving me alone and down this empty hall. As I reached the lift down, I could hear the door open behind me and close again. Paws running along the carpeted floor. 

  "Vex, hold on a minute!" Friday calls out, turning around I could see her. Struggling to run in the business skirt. 

  "Yes?" I asked, wondering what she had to say. 

  Huffing and puffing, she looks up to me. "About the other night."

 "I thought you didn't want to talk about it." I tell her. 

  "It's whatever, I just wanna say I'm sorry." An apology? This surprised me, making my ears perk. 

  "I thought you were angry." I lean against a nearby wall, almost amused by this. 

  "Well I was, but after thinking about it." She pauses. "We were both drunk things escalated and-" 

  "I get it, no need to go on." I cut her off, raising a paw and getting off the wall. "These things happen, not like you'll have a cub." 

  Rolling her eyes, she sassily crossing her arms at me. "Okay, they happen for you. Not for me, I never really done that before."

  "Oh? Well, if you wish to remember it next time." I say giving a sly smile, trying to add some comedy this.

  "What? No you.. mhnrrg." She growls a bit in frustration, pretending to air choke me with her paws. "Listen jackass, you're decent enough when you're not trying to be smart or drunk. Just please don't screw this job up."

  I sigh, looking down with my own arms loosely crossed now. "Yeah.. yeah I get it. I'll apologize too, it was our faults. Sorry it couldn't happen under better circumstances."

  "Its fine, just again don't screw this up. Then maybe I'll see you around." See you around? Did she really say that? I didn't know what to say, just awkwardly nod and duck away. Heading into the lift and trying get away from this. It started to feel a bit too personal now, which I had enough of. I was just ready to get to Iceland.