#tha truth pt. 3

[astr0exe]

can you please do price x male reader who is really insecure about his weight? Like, he has a LOT of muscle but over time he starts getting bulkier and a layer of fat now protects his muscles? But he just sees it as him getting fat?

okay so i lost my phone on a fucking mountain so yeah BUT i have it nowww:3 yippie !1! anywayy love this ask sm cause i wanna be muscular more than anything so gdksbdkhdjsb:)) uhhh yeah hope you enjoyyy 🫶🏻🩶 Also sorry this is SO bad in my opinion, will probably be doing a pt.2 of this more nsfw <3

Your eyes are locked onto your soft stomach, it jiggles slightly when you move. Your sigh is soft and painful, you work out so much! YOU WORK IN THE MILITARY! So why when you are trying to bulk are you getting fat? You just can’t comprehend the fact that a layer of fat hides your defined muscles. As your eyes are locked onto your slightly soft stomach, your husband walks in, confused with why you are zoned.

His arms encircle your soft hips making you jump slightly, Price blinks slowly, his worry showing in waves in his gorgeous eyes. His chin is in the crook of your neck as he mumbles “What’s wrong lovie?” whilst his fingers trace along the divots of your strong body. John has always found you handsome, I mean, your looks always made him swoon so why were you staring at yourself with such distain?

You just groan quietly, not fully wanting to admit you are getting fat, you can see it jiggle when you move. Your body is meant to be toned and hard not soft and slightly squishy. Your fingers start to prod and pull at the skin and small layer of fat on your stomach. The sight makes Prices eyes widen, his brain making the connection. His hands grip yours moving to stand in front of you, staring into your eyes as he shakes his head kissing each tip of your finger, softly. As John notices the forming blush on your cheeks he laughs, moving his kissed down your hand onto your palm. His fingers grip your biceps as you flex them “You’re so perfect, so strong. My husband.” Price murmurs, entranced with your muscles and entire body, entranced by your beauty.

You huff quietly, flustered by his words and even more so by his actions “I’m getting fat..” is all you can reply with, not fully understanding why you have a new layer of fat. John can’t help but laugh at your slight naivety, “Tha’s because you’re bulking love, it’s gonna happen. Just need to have to keep your work out routine.” he explains, smiling and shaking his head as his hands move down to your stomach, his fingers tracing the faint abs you have always been so proud of, always flexing and trying to make them more profound. John can still feel the muscle under the layer of soft fat, his mind wanders and he can’t help but imagine you with a dad bod. Just the thought makes him groan. You with a slight stomach, your chest hair dark and thick moving down to a happy trail.

He shakes his head kissing you softly “You aren’t getting fat sweetheart.. And even if you were I’d still find you handsome, because your weight will never change my opinion.” His voice is firm and confident, showing to you that he is telling the truth. Your face is red as you laugh, shaking your head and holding onto John, flustered and laughing. His words calmed you down, your thoughts about your body were softened. John was always there for you, no matter what.

[wanderingmind867]

My new take on Martian Manhunter pt 1:

Martian Manhunter/J'onn J'onzz and his younger brother Ma'alefa'ak were from Mars, a civilization built by and worshipful of the Roman deity of Mars. J'onn was a Manhunter, the equivalent of a police officer in martian society. He had a wife and a young daughter and all was peaceful and content for him. Ma'alefa'ak meanwhile was a recluse, shunned because he was the only Martian without telepathy. He grew bitter towards his people because of this, but it actually ended up becoming a great boon for him.

You see, the Martians have a natural enemy in the Saturnians. The Saturnians are the natural enemy of everyone in the solar system, in fact. That's because they're the chosen people of Saturn/Kronos, the evil titan who oppressed humanity back in antiquity. Although Saturn/Kronos is rotting in Tartarus, his chosen people continue to worship him and pray to him. And when he spoke to his people and told them they had to raise an army and enslave the chosen peoples of the other olympians, the saturnians answered the call.

Assembling an army, the Saturnians pillshed the Solar System.They enslaved the people of Mars (as well as the people of every planet in the solar system besides Jupiter and Neptune and Pluto), and planned to bend them to their will. Being a very militaristic but dignified society (as befitting their patron god), the martians fought back. J'onn was on the frontlines for some of it. The war was bloody, and horrifying. This is when J'onn was first pulled away from Mars.

You see, back on earth, Dr. Saul Erdel of Colorado was attempting to make contact with alien life. And by a strange twist of fate, he did. Except he didn't merely build a communication device. No, instead he built a virtual magnet for brain waves. To a telepath like J'onn, the pull of the machine was irresistible. He went from mars to earth in the blink of an eye, leaving his people and family all alone back on mars, to be enslaved by the cruel and savage saturnians.

J'onn ends up now on earth, being nursed back to health by Dr. Erdel. After a month or two of recovery, J'onn prepares to leave for Mars again. But before he gets the chance, he discovers a Saturnian plot to invade earth the same way they tried to invade mars. Using his telepathy and shapeshifting powers, J'onn manages to assemble a team of 6 earth heroes to help him repel the Saturnian invasion. After the invasion, the Justice League is born, it's members the 7 defenders of earth.

So while the demigods of earth dealt with the actual titans and saved olympus, J'onn and the League was saving the cosmos. This is my way of outright telling you: this universe is the same universe as Percy Jackson. We're never gonna have anyone comment on that, but it allows us to show a third front in the Titan War: the space front.

Anyways, J'onn gets permission from his fellow martians to go and study earth by living there for a few years. He blends in on earth society by taking the name of John Jones and hiding out with the Erdel family. Posing as a detective in Colorado, he has many adventures with his detective co-worker Diane Meade and his interdimensional sidekick Zook. For around 2-3 years, he stayed as John Jones like this, having superheroic adventures on earth both solo and with the Justice League.

But then J'onn had to deal with the Idol Head of Diabolu. This evil statue expelled toxic gas, which John Jones heroically jumped in front of to save a young child's life. But since John Jones was a human, everyone assumed he had died there that day. And J'onn was getting tired of leading this double life as a martian and as an ordinary earthman, so he willingly faked his death. Diane Meade and his friends on the force were all lead to believe he'd died. The only ones he actually told the truth to were Zook and the Erdel family.

From here, Martian Manhunter and Zook worked to destroy the Idol Head of Diabolu. For almost a year they fought the monsters released by that menacing Idol, but eventually they managed to destroy the Idol Head and clear up all their earthly loose ends. With the Idol Head that killed his human persona of "John Jones" gone, J'onn should have been able to go back to Mars. He wanted to. But fate wouldn't let him.

You see, J'onn and Zook end up getting wrapped into one final earthly adventure: they had to infiltrate and take down an international criminal organization known as Vulture. To combat Vulture, J'onn takes the secret identity of Marco Xavier, a multi-millionaire with reported ties to Vulture who died in a fatal car crash in France. From here, J'onn completely infiltrates the organization of Vulture, and eventually unmasks their ringmaster.

And here's the big twist in our story: the ringmaster of Vulture was the Marco Xavier! He faked his death in that car crash, and merely allowed J'onn to continue taking his identity so he could lure him into a trap. On that note, the trap Marco Xavier set for J'onn ends up levelling the building, and killing everyone but Martian Manhunter. Sickened and repulsed by what the past few months infiltrating Vulture has shown him, J'onn decides he needs to leave earth and finally go back to Mars.

[thedigitaltraphouse2]

Tha Truth, Pt. 3 (Album Stream) - Trae Tha Truth

[lexxiie]

Girl oh my god I need a part three ✋😫

My heart is so soft right now

If Reader Had Found Tenko Before AFO Did (Pt.3)

Omg I can't believe that so many people wanted a part 3! I'm so glad you liked these.

Part 1 Part 2

Pairing: Tenko Shimura | Tomura Shigaraki

After 13 years of sharing your life with the most wonderful kid in the whole world, saying goodbye was just too hard.

Tenko was about to graduate from the UA. He had been one of the top students and one of the most prestigious hero agencies had taken him in. Which meant that he would probably move to another city to be a hero there.

You were so proud of him. He wanted to be a hero ever since he was a child! How many people end up making their childhood dreams a reality?

You wouldn't want it any other way, but you would miss him.

Now that these were your last weeks together, he had been spending much more time at home.

He had stopped hanging out with his friends so that he could be with his mom, how cute is that?

The truth was that he already missed you too.

You have been the biggest support he has had in his entire life. You had loved him even when you knew what he had done, you had given him a family. He had no idea what he would do far from you.

He would go straight home right after classes were over so that he could be on time to help you cook to rant about his day and hear about yours.

Your movie nights became a tradition. You still did that every single night. He lets you pick the movie now that he is older while he rests his head on your shoulder.

9/10 times, he falls asleep. Your movie choices are too boring for him, but he doesn't complain.

You are the "hot mom" at his school and every time someone mentions it, he gets pissed.

But you love it. You were very young when you adopted him and he was already five. A part of you feared that maybe you were rushing your life a bit too much but there wasn't any way out anyway because the kid had your whole heart.

So, of course, the fact that 18 year olds still thought you were hot was very flattering. You didn't look old yet.

You do feel bad that it's embarrassing for Tenko, though. But not that bad.

He is the sweetest kid ever.

On those rare occasions where you are the one who falls asleep, he wraps a blanket around you.

On weekends, he is the one who makes breakfast for both of you.

He is the one who goes to the supermarket whenever you need something.

He is very grateful for you, you know? He feels like you have given him too much and he just wants to do things for you as well.

It makes you very emotional to see those old portraits of you two where you literally had to carry him so that both of you could appear on the picture and then look at the most recent ones where he is now taller than you.

Seeing this boy grow up is the biggest joy of your life. Seriously.

He used to wonder if maybe you would have had a better life if you didn't have to raise him. Maybe you would be married by now, and have kids of your own.

When he mentioned this to you, and told you that he would be okay if you ever decided to bring someone else into your life, you were so confused.

Hadn't you showed him how grateful you were for him???

You made sure to tell him that he would always be your top 1 priority. And it was true. You were happy that it was just the two of you.

However, it was true that you were too busy adoring Tenko to think of loving anyone else.

Maybe now that he was leaving, you would be forced to do so.

On your birthdays, he treats you to dinner in your favourite restaurant.

He is very caring and pays attention to every detail, so he has a list on his head of every single thing you say you like so that he can look for them and buy them as a gift.

Although the fact that there's not a huge age gap between you two makes your relationship a bit different. You are more of a cool aunt than a mom.

When he turned 18, you both literally went clubbing together. You had been waiting for years.

He still calls you (y/n) but you prefer it that way. Turns out that you are still not ready to be called mom.

You do introduce him as your son, though. Except when you see a hot dude, then you introduce him as your little brother.

He literally thinks you are the coolest person alive. You are his biggest hero and the person he admires the most.

You keep all the clothes from when he was little in a box because they are your most precious items, as well as his toys.

Don't tell him that I told you this but he has a whole box filled with portraits of the two of you for when he moves out.

At the end of the day, you saved each other.

[dustedandsocial]

Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part2 (rap 1)

Pictured: Shawny Binladen

01. PeeWee LongWay - Shit On Me 02. EBK BCKDOE, SSRICHH33 & Verde Babii - Angry Africans 03. DJ Crazy & Philly Goats - Philly Shake 04. Cash Cobain & Chow Lee - SLIZZY LIKE 05. Drakko Nol & Hezzo - Lock In 06. Shawny Binladen - Blackout Bright 07. Big YAYA - Ashley & Kimberly 08. BEBiii & Shawny Binladen - OTW 09. Guttafoe & Ybk $tash - $tash x Gutta 10. DJ MikeyG & Mori Briscoe - Glitch 11. Four50 & Big YAYA - 3.14 12. BabyTron - Hold Up, Wait! 13. Monaleo - We Not Humping 14. Realstasher.50k - Coming Down 15. Almighy Nigel, RRB Duck & Blessteam Marv - Stretch It Out 16. Tae Rackzz & Pmg rob - Dog shit 17. DaeMoney, Veeze & Lucki - GTA 18. ICYTWAT - Porsche Truck 19. Sexyy Red - Don't Get Beat 20. Kodak Black - I’m So Awesome 21. Trapland Pat - Z Land 22. Babyface Ray - Steak N Lobster 23. Kamaiyah & Sada Baby - Oakland Steppin In Detroit 24. 42 Dugg & EST Gee - Thump Shit 25. Young Nudy - Project X 26. FNF Chop, Sheff G & Young Nudy - Walkdown 27. GloRilla - Blessed 28. Chief Keef - Overhead 29. Quelly Woo, Set Da Trend & Fr33BANDIT - Try Ya Luck 30. Zahsosaa, D Sturdy & DJ Crazy - Shake Dhat

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part3 (rap 2)

Pictured: Veeze

01. Sauce Walka - Dangerous Daringer 02. Shawn Eff, EBK Young Joc, Mac J & ThatBoyDayDay - Grim Reaper 03. Mikeeazybeazy & Icewear Veazzo - Groovy 04. Ace Cino & Kitchen Qleen - L.A In The Morning 05. Say It Ain’t Tone, Sada Baby & UpUp Rich Lo - Been Platinum 06. KCG Josh & Maxo Kream - Choke 07. Spinabenz - Murder Talk, Pt. 3 08. Glockboyz Teejaee - Go 09. Veeze - Let It Fly 10. CEO Trayle - Private Matter 11. CHASETHEMONEY, Babyface Ray & Valee - 99 Problems 12. Jugg Harden & YN Jay - How Yo Bitch Sound 13. Chicken P - Straight To Work 14. Damedot - FUCK YO SUMMER 15. Rio Da Yung Og - Showstopper 16. Drego, Beno & BabyTron - Vaxuum Sealed 17. Los, Nutty & Slime - Ready Rock 18. Baby Smoove - Miss Me 19. Ball Jackson - Fuk Corporate 20. Babyface Ray, Detroit Rap News & Kardiak Films - Santel 33 21. FishXGrits & Sauce Walka - Didn't I 22. SME TAXFREE, RRB Duck, RRB Mel & SME YM - Ayyyye 23. MarijuanaXO - Tris 24. Cashclick Boog & BandGang Lonnie Bands - USE TO MONEY 25. Gallery Provence & ManMan Savage - Dividends 26. BigXthaPlug & Maxo Kream - Safehouse (Remix) 27. Justin Credible & Ohgeesy - Lavish 28. DB.Boutabag - 10PM 29. YOUNG SLO-BE - Track Stars 30. Ralfy the Plug - The Truth Hurts

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part4 (rap 3)

Pictured: Mudbaby Ru

01. Mudbaby Ru - Gun Class 02. Bigkaybeezy & Lil Zay Osama - Glock 9 03. CEO Trayle & Fastmoney Ant - Nightmares & Dreams 04. Real Boston Richey & Future - I Want You 05. MarijuanaXO, Joe pablo, Chicken P & Juicester - 72 Hours 06. Drakeo the Ruler - Slip & Fall 07. QP KO & Baby 9eno - The 1 Not The 2 08. DCG Shun, DCG Bsavv & MoneySign Suede - Get Money 09. Icewear Vezzo - Ace Of Spades 10. Mac J & EBK Young Joc - Her Son Stoopin 11. JG Riff, CartiEarss & No Savage - Carry Em 12. Baby Stone Gorillas & WeezGotti - On To Tha Next 13. Shaudy Kash - All Around The World 14. TeemoK1Up - Backwood Crazy 15. BandGang Lonnie Bands - Crank It Up 16. EBG EJizzle - That's So Raven 17. Daboii & G Perico - No You Not 18. Drego, Prell & Bandgang Lonnie Bands - Laylow Flo 19. Whoppa Wit Da Choppa - Shhh 20. KP SKYWALKA - CANT GET RIGHT 21. Lil Gray - Abuse It 22. Nutso Thugn - UpperKutter 23. Dc2trill, Rio Da Yung Og & Rmc Mike - Vivienne Peacoat 24. Ralfy the Plug & OTM - Everyday A Movie 25. Baby Fifty - Meet you 26. Glock Jones - No Bap 27. Slimesito & Yung Maaly - Get Wicked 28. Smoke Chapo - Havin' The Most 29. Trapnhardo, EST Gee & Icewear Vezzo - Bottom Of The Trap 30. PGF Nuk - Switch Switch

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part5 (rap 4)

Pictured: Starlito

01. Rxknephew - Pocket Knife Nephew 02. Tony Shhnow - Show U 03. Veeze - living goat 04. Z Money - Lyin Oath 05. Texas Boyz - Awready 06. 10Kdunkin - Dj Dont Play No Love Song 07. Bbyafricka - Ronald Reagan 08. Cruddy Murda - Super 09. Bandosupreme, Icebirds & 44Oakboy - Money First 10. Idontknowjeffery & Big Marri - Yn Movement 11. Reace Sosa, O42marky, Mari Montana - ADN 12. WTM Scoob - throw up 13. 2ski & Boofboiicy - YTN 14. Warhol.Ss, CEO Trayle & Dc2trill - Blue 42 15. Hotboi Skullie & Sauce Keyz - Up Dere 16. Sickboyrari - Bow Bow 17. Vip Skylark & Papo2Oo4 - Soho Loft Party 18. Staysie Atoms - U My Son Go To Tha Corner Cuz U Grounded U My Son Go Get The Switch Cuz Bitch U Tried It 19. Surf Gang - Hardy Boyz 20. Icebirds - Throwed 21. Cousin Stizz - Lbs 22. G.T. & Curren$y - Push Start 23. Trapperman Dale - Lies 24. Starlito - Feat. All $tar 25. Gue Wop & Boldy James - Dirty Face 26. Valee & Na-Kel Smith - Kelly Green 27. Realyungphil - Blackout Freestyle 28. Lucki - Fumble 29. Larry June - Corte Madera, Ca 30. Father - Horsepower

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part6 (rap 5)

Pictured: Bbymutha

01. Danger Mouse, Black Thought & MF DOOM - Belize 02. Bbymutha - R U Sure 03. Mavi - Reason! 04. Nicholas Craven & Boldy James - Straight & Tall 05. Mr. Muthafuckin Exquire - Bubbleguts 06. Redveil, Fly Anakin & Ovrkast. - Automatic 07. Pink Siifu & Valee - Griptape'!! 08. Infinity Knives & Brian Ennals - Death Of A Constable 09. Jay Worthy, Larry June, Lndn Drgs & Roc Marciano - Maybe The Next Time 10. Big Cheeko & Mach-Hommy - Spin Off 11. Psalm One & Custom Made - Shadow Work 12. Fly Anakin & Henny L.O. - Dontbeafraid 13. Archibald Slim & Quadry - Surviving 14. Billy Woods & Despot - Versailles 15. E L U C I D - Smile Lines 16. Quelle Chris & Cavalier - Purple Robes 17. Messiah! - Lordy! 18. Yl, Starker & Zoomo - Digits 19. Roc Marciano & The Alchemist - Bubble Bath 20. Junglepussy - Mystical 21. Na-Kel Smith - Iloveyou,alright 22. Papo2Oo4 - Show You 23. They Hate Change - Some Days I Hate My Voice 24. Trippjones, Wifigawd & Tony Seltzer - Pressure 25. Monday Night, Heather Grey & Nickelus F - Viral 26. Rome Streetz - 1000 Ecstasy 27. Mike, Wiki & The Alchemist - Be Realistic 28. Ka - Touché 29. Earl Sweatshirt - Old Friend 30. Quelle Chris, Denmark Vessey & J Jig Cicero - Cui Prodest

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part7 (rap 6)

Pictured: Lo.Ceasar (YL & Starker)

01. Lukah, Jason Da Hater, Cities Aviv, Dame Mufasa, Suni Katz, Deener, The Derelick, J Royal & Yasin Allah - RARE FORMULAZ 02. Mach-Hommy, JuJu Gotti & Nicholas Craven - Sans Maquillage 03. Blass 89 & DøøF - Bad Day 04. Veteran! - TroubleWithTheMob 05. kemp dupri & achille - negro marx 06. amani & robalu - gunsmoke 07. Psyche Nah - BROKEN RECORD 08. Hakim - Chef's Kiss 09. Koncept Jack$on - 7 Cups of Blood 10. Rich Jones & Iceberg Theory - Have You Tried Turning It Off & Back On Again 11. Aj Suede - Monochrome 12. Ox Omni & Emilio Craig - ROTTEN APPLES 13. Defcee, Boathouse, Meyhem Lauren & Metasota - Dunk Contest [Remix] 14. Kipp Stone & Nuke Franklin - 1833 15. Camden Malik & DVNTBEATS - Direct 16. QThree - Big Dipper 17. Chris Crack - Jordan Never Did That Move 18. Argov, YL & Starker - Old School 19. Cise Greeny - ”ONWARDS” 20. Cousin Feo - Louie XVI 21. CLBRKS, Sleazy F Baby & Soweto Kinch - Tell Em! 22. Lo.Ceasar - VINTRILOQUIST 23. Medhane & JUNIE. - BET! 24. Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon, Sadhugold & Kaos the Baker - Tour Is Over 25. Sha Hef, Tony Seltzer & ABG Neal - Outside & Aktive 26. HooksArthur, Smokeintheye & Cise Greeny - Articulated Visions 27. Starker - Gangrel 28. Emilio Craig - EDDIE ROW 29. ZekeUltra - CAPTAIN HOOK 30. Pink Siifu, Real Bad Man, Peso Gordon & Chuck Strangers - Pour The Wine

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part8 (rap 7)

Pictured: Moor Mother

01. Obiekwe Agbu - ready to stay 02. LustSickPuppy - EGO BRUISER 03. GAWD - JOHN WALL 04. Sir EU - STAND NAME NationWidu (全国) 05. ELDER RA & Rahiem Supreme - Unorthodox Exquisiteness Taste 06. Lxdxp - The Dead 07. Akai Solo - Sun 2 Moon 08. Fil Jackson & Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon - Sunday Church For The Kids 09. proxy.exe - BREAK U OFF 10. Semiratruth, JWords, maassai & diani - ahead 11. Obijuan, YUNGMORPHEUS & Bisk - LIMBO 12. Kofi - treesap 13. DøøF - WeInHell 14. DrxQuinnx - Romper Room 14. mary sue & Tony Bontana - Moving On! 15. Jadasea - face of it 17. THE BLACKHEARTS - MONEY TALKS 18. Nappy Nina, Mavi & dane.zone - Tucked In 19. JUNIE. & AMIR BILAL - BEATRICE&RIO 20. Dylan Gray & 99PIRATE - Beetlejuice 21. yungmorpheus & THERAVADA - Vanishing Point 22. Elijah Bank$y - SMALL TALK 23. Blackchai - Chamber 24. Judah - Piece 25. SOUDIERE & WIFIGAWD - SIRIUS BLACK 26. Gam & Fatboi Sharif - Dusted Pushups 27. Moor Mother, Akai Solo & justmadnice - RAP JASM 28. NAPPYNAPPA - Source 29. Tony Bontana - Slide 30. Jaydonclover & ZekeUltra - browneyes

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part1 (bestof Certified Trapper): HERE

[thehotboxsocial]

Lil Wayne Features

Cannon (Remix) [Drama feat. Lil Wayne, Willie The Kid, Freeway & T.I.] (2007)

We Takin' Over [DJ Khaled feat. T.I., Akon, Rick Ross, Fat Joe, Birdman & Lil Wayne] (2007)

Duffle Bag Boy [Playaz Circle feat. Lil Wayne] (2007)

Make It Rain [Fat Joe feat. Lil Wayne] (2006)

White Girl [Juvenile feat. Lil Wayne & Birdman] (2001)

Gettin Some (Remix) [Shawnna feat. Ludacris, Too Short, Lil Wayne & Pharrell] (2006)

Codeine Dreaming [Kodak Black feat. Lil Wayne] (2017)

Ride Out [Murder Mil feat. Lil Wayne, B.G. & Beanie Sigel] (2001)

Rich N----z [Juvenile feat. Lil Wayne, Mannie Fresh, Turk & Paparue] (1998)

N----z In Trouble [B.G. feat. Lil Wayne & Juvenile] (1999)

Bullet Wound [Gucci Mane feat. Lil' Wayne & Young Scooter] (2013)

Lost [Gorilla Zoe feat. Lil Wayne] (2008)

4 Minutes [Juvenile feat. Lil Wayne, B.G., Mannie Fresh & Turk] (2001)

I Know [B.G. feat. Lil Wayne] (2000)

Demolition Pt. 1 [Gudda Gudda feat. Lil Wayne] (2009)

Bands A Make Her Dance (Remix) [Juicy J feat Lil Wayne & 2 Chainz] (2012)

Hustle Hard (Remix) [Ace Hood feat. Rick Ross & Lil Wayne] (2008)

Ain't It Man [Boo & Gotti feat. Lil Wayne] (2003)

U-Way (Remix) [Youngbloodz feat. Lil Wayne] (1999)

Luxury Tax [Rick Ross feat. Lil Wayne, Jeezy & Trick Daddy] (2008)

Screwed Up [Trae Tha Truth feat. Lil Wayne] (2007)

Stand Up [Lil Scrappy feat. Lil Wayne] (2008)

Gangsta Muzik [Fiend feat. Lil Wayne] (2009)

Get It All Together [Birdman feat. Lil Wayne] (2005)

Let The Thugs In The Club [Mack 10 feat. Lil Wayne & B.G.] (2001)

Ball [T.I. feat. Lil' Wayne] (2012)

Bend It Ova (Remix) [5th Ward Weebie feat. Lil Wayne] (2008)

Dem Boys [Willie D feat. Scarface & Lil Wayne] (2000)

Playin It Raw [B.G. feat. Lil Wayne, Turk & Juvenile] (1999)

Forgot About Me [Scarface feat. Lil Wayne & Bun B] (2008)

Truffle Butter [Nicki Minaj feat. Lil Wayne] (2015)

Roger That [Young Money feat. Nicki Minaj, Tyga & Lil Wayne] (2009)

Stand Up [T.I. feat. Trick Daddy, Lil' Jon & Lil' Wayne] (2004)

Take Kare [Young Thug feat. Lil Wayne] (2015)

Flossin' [Outta Control Ballers feat. Lil Wayne] (1998)

Shawty Say [David Banner feat. Lil Wayne] (2008)

Kryptonite (Remix) [Killer Mike Lil Wayne, Big Boi, Busta Rhymes & Bubba Sparxxx] (2006)

Batman (Remix) [LPD Poody feat. Lil Wayne & Moneybagg Yo] (2021)

Breakin' My Heart [Little Brother feat. Lil' Wayne] (2007)

Kitten [Kash Doll feat. Lil Wayne] (2019)

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An official document of Wayne’s prolific 3-decade run will yield hundreds of songs so consider this humble compilation a work in progress. Much like how Noz has done 100-packs on Young Thug, Future & Chief Keef, Wayne deserves the same treatment but in at least 3 volumes. I’m thinking something like this: 100 for features, 100 mixtape/beat jacks, 100 from his officially solo/Hot Boys/Stunna albums at minimum. 

I’ve actually contemplated doing all the work myself but I don’t have the time to get too passion projecty right now. Maybe someone can take these 40 foundation features and build until we develop a crowd sourced multi-volume best of Wayne library. Just don’t be one of those Wayne-really-got-started-in-2005 ass minions and neglect his Hot Boys era shit! And while I’m using exclamation points also please stop ranking his full-lengths on twitter! Leave the album ranking to the Jay-Z stans!  Wayne’s output is so scattershot across so many years for all that and being an Album Artist is boring anyway! But being the greatest rapper of all time is exciting!!

Bonus Beats: Lil Wayne R&B Features

Soldier [Destiny's Child feat. T.I. & Lil Wayne] (2004)

Can't Believe It [T-Pain feat. Lil Wayne] (2008)

Turnin' Me On [Keri Hilson feat. Lil Wayne] (2009)

Roll Call [Ciara feat. Lil Wayne & Lil Jon] (2009)

Freeze (Po Pimpin') [Aniyah Rachelle feat. Lil Wayne] (2009)

You Know What [Avant feat. Lil Wayne & Jermaine Dupri] (2005)

So Good (Remix) [Electrik Red feat. Lil Wayne] (2009)

Ride On [TQ feat. Lil Wayne] (1999)

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The Royal Series | Pt. II

The Royal Series Masterlist

a/n: Damn okay rewriting this made me question how you all liked this before at all because that was cringey as fuck.

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If anyone had told you or Harry that you would be texting each other from your private numbers only a week before you met, the both of you would have laughed straight to their face.

You remember how before you both parted ways that night at the bar, you stood in front of each other by your car, Farrah having been already in the car and Harry’s band having had bid their goodbyes and “we wish to see you again’s”, but Harry lingered by you.

“Thank you for coming to the show and spending time with my lame friends and I.” Harry had said with his hands clasped behind his back and a small smirk on his face as he tipped his head at you.

“Thank you for helping Farrah and I get seats so soon, and for a wonderful show, and amazing fries and conversation.” You had replied with a smirk that mirrored his.

“Will you be attending any more shows of mine?” Almost timidly, Harry had asked.

“Depends, are you going to invite me?”

His smile had widened, eyes seeming to sparkle at the initiated playful banter you replied with, “Would you accept the invitation?”

“As I said, depends if I even receive one.” You had shrugged.

He had known that this was him shooting his shot – a shot at the Princess of the United Kingdom to be more specific and it sounded absolutely mental. “Well, how do I reach you if I ever want to send an invitation?”

You had given him a smile, eyes staring into his, “You can text me, but how do I trust that you don’t leak my number?” You had teased him.

“How do I know that you won’t leak mine?” Harry had joked, tipping his head to the side as he looked at you.

You had given him a shrug with a smile he could only think of adorable and all its synonyms, “You don’t.”

Having had 5 days before his next show and deciding to go back to London, you had planned to meet for coffee at a place you knew that rarely had anyone visiting but coffee turned to staying for lunch, to trying dessert together, and before either of you had known it, you had spent the entire day together.

The following day, you had FaceTimed as you watched a movie together, Harry slipping halfway through it by saying what you had secretly hoped for and had you giggling and smiling like a young teenager;

“I never thought our second date would be over FaceTime.”

For Harry, it was embarrassing, but you had seen it as hitting a bird with two stones; 1: he considered the day before a date, and 2: he considered that one, too, a date.

But you had assured him when you replied;

“Maybe we can meet tomorrow? So that the third one isn’t virtual?”

And for the third one, you had made dinner together at his house and cried watching The Notebook.

Taking your seat at the table, beside your brother, Har, your grandmother had the family over for breakfast and was later hosting a formal dinner on the same day - two occasions you had to attend but you had informed them that you weren’t going to be able to attend dinner.

"Tiny, is it true you’re not attending dinner?" Your brother, William, asked with the nickname he and Har had created for you ever since you were an infant, as you placed toast on your plate before reaching for jam, Har helping you by giving it to you.

You hummed in confirmation, "I have plans that I can't cancel."

Sighing, William put his fork down and looked at you, "What sort of plans?"

Letting your fork down and intertwining your fingers together, you looked back at him with a raised eyebrow, "Personal ones.”

"Personal pla-"

"Oh, just let her go, will you?" Har chuckled, "It's not going to be the end of the world."

"Don't encourage her, Harry." Your grandmother replied.

"I don't need any encouragement, Granny. I have been attending dinners and formal meetings all my life. I think I deserve to look after myself for a bit, don't you think?"

The table was quiet for a few seconds before Har coughed and shrugged, "I think you're right."

You gave him a thankful smile, watching as he winked at you discreetly.

"I think Y/N knows what she's doing, Will." Kate said softly, glancing at you before looking at your brother who instantly loosened.

"Is he British?" You grandmother asked, making the air hitch in your throat before you eyed Har, who stifled his scoff, knowing that she was indirectly referring to the woman he was with; Meghan.

You only looked at her, eyes wide and mouth slightly opened.

"Well?"

"Is-Is who British?" You cleared your throat.

"The personal reason why you're not attending dinner." She gave you a smile, letting you know that she was keeping up.

"Granny!" You groaned, looking down at your plate, ignoring everyone who sat on the table as they seemed to stifle their laughter at the situation.

"Just remember," Your grandmother began, making you look at her, "You are Y/N, Princess of the United Kingdom, not someone normal. Leave the normal to the normal. If you're seeing Fred, I'll give you my blessing. If not..." She paused before continuing to eat.

Your eyes met Kate’s sympathetic ones before you looked down at your plate, "Of course." You whispered.

You were in a hurry to get breakfast done with so you could go on with your own day.

After a formal visit to a hospital, you were glad to go back to your flat at Kensington, finally feeling your muscles relax as you began to get ready to see Harry.

Although you could have your driver drive you to where Harry was, he was persistent to meet you so you could go to wherever he wanted you to go to, together.

Your driver had driven you the short distance from the palace to where Harry was waiting for you, looking around for you to make sure no one but the 3 of you was around.

“All clear.” He smiled as he turned back to look at you.

“Thank you so much,” you smiled back, “Sorry for the hassle.”

“None of that, YN.” The old man waved you off, causing you to grin before getting out of the car and walking towards Harry’s black Range Rover.

His head turned to look at you, a smile instantly making its way to his face as he got out to greet you, wrapping his arms around you in a quick hug before pecking your cheek.

"Sorry I'm late." You said, catching your breath as you looked at him.

"It's okay. Is everything alright?" He asked, his eyes on you as he took you in.

You nodded, smiling slightly. "It is now.”

Getting in the car and buckling up, Harry drove off after waving at your driver.

He glanced at you before looking back at the road, a dumbfounded smile on his face, “You look beautiful.”

You tried to stifle the wide grin, looking at the window beside you, “Thank you. You look lovely, too.”

“Did I just make her Royal Highness blush?” Harry gasped dramatically.

“Shut it, Styles!” You laughed, feeling all the stress and worry that you had carried with you throughout the day fade, “Also, I’m on AUX duty.”

Arriving at the place where Harry promised to be peaceful, you were helped out of the car by him. Gently holding each other's hands, both aware of the zoo in your stomachs, you walked inside the small restaurant.

"Oh, Harry, you're here!" An old lady exclaimed with an excited grin before her eyes moved to you, her grey eyes going wide. "Is this- Oh my, are you Princess Y/N?"

Biting your lip and afraid she'd give you any special treatment, you reluctantly nodded.

"Your Highness," She gave you a curtesy. "The place is a bit messy. It's not always like tha-"

"No, no!" You quickly interrupted her, "I love it. And please call me Y/N."

"Are you sure? I mean you're..." She trailed off, glancing at Harry who gave her a reassuring nod.

"I am." You smiled softly at her.

“Oh, dear,” she brought a hand to her heart as her face softened, “It’s a pleasure meeting you, Y/N.”

“All mine,...”

“Trisha.”

You smiled, “Pleasure is all mine, Trisha.”

Smiling at the encounter, Harry’s hand was then on your back as he looked at Trisha, "The regular booth." He informed her, beginning to walk towards the end of the restaurant with you.

You sat down, watching as he sat in front of you. "Do you come here often?"

He nodded, "Trisha here," He pointed back with his thumb, "Has seen me at possibly every state. I got lost once and I came here to use their phone and I've been coming here ever since, that was maybe 3 years ago."

"She seems lovely." You smiled.

"She is." Harry agreed before looking at Trisha who came to your table and put two menus in front of you and him.

"I'll be back in a few minutes to take your order."

You smiled at her before opening the menu and skimming through it, “What do you usually get?”

“The s-”

The sound of the door bells chiming grabbed both of your attention, the both of you looking towards it. In came a group of maybe 7 young adults, all laughing and filling the once quiet place.

You noticed it; one guy elbowing his friend and pointing at you with wide eyes and before you knew it, the group of friends were looking at you and Harry with not so discreet whispers.

"Hey," Your head snapped to Harry once you heard him. He leaned forward to talk quietly, eyes showing care, "We can leave if you want."

You slightly smiled and shook your head, "I still want to know your usual plate."

Reaching underneath the table, Harry held his palm open towards you. You glanced from his hand to his face, smiling as you placed your hand in his, feeling Harry give it a squeeze.

The truth was, Harry knew the risk he was taking. He knew that you were way out of his league; hell, if someone told him years ago that he would be on a date with someone from the Royal family, he would've laughed in their face.

Yet, something about you was so soothing. It was almost as if you had a part that needed to explored, a part that you kept to yourself – a part that was just like anyone else; normal. He didn't know what it felt like to be a part of a royal family or even know much about the formal, royal protocol but one thing he knew for sure was that he never felt this way about someone before.

He had never experienced the normalcy of how it felt with you with anyone else.

Eating Harry's usual meal, salmon pasta, you both were sharing stories that had you giggling and all smiles as if you were the only people in the place.

"And before I know it, I'm dragged in the water."

You laughed, "I can't believe you thought your friend was a shark."

"It's not all the time that people drag you into the water!" Harry said defensively but with a chuckle at the end, watching you as you laughed.

"Sure, because sharks have fingers." You sarcastically nodded.

"That-" Harry pointed at you before slumping in his seat, "That's a good point."

With his hands under his chin, Harry watched you talk about that one time you and your best friends, Emma, Farrah and Nia, decided to up and leave England for two days without giving anyone heads up.

"We went to Italy." You finished, smiling down at your finished plate at the memory before looking at Harry, leaning back in your chair.

"Got an earful when you went back home?"

You chuckled, shrugging, "Nothing I'm not used to."

"So the tabloids are true? You like breaking rules?" Harry smirked, tilting his head slightly.

With butterflies in your stomach and a grin on your face, you replied.

"Only when it's worth it."

After sharing dessert, Harry asked for the check.

Holding the paper, Harry took out his wallet as you were taking out yours, “How much is it?” You asked.

He gave you a funny look, “You think I’m letting you pay?”

“Come on, we can’t go through this every time.” You chuckled, trying to snatch the paper from him only to have him pull away.

“Not to sound too proud but you know I’m capable of paying for the both of us for whatever, right?”

“I also know that you don’t have to.” You added.

“But do you know that I want to?” He asked, taking money out discreetly.

You rolled your eyes jokingly at him, “Of course you’d use that line,” you chuckled as he shrugged at you with a cheeky smile, “Fine, I’m leaving the tips though.”

He knew that it was a dead-end so he nodded.

You gave him the money so he could add it with his, “How about we do that from now on? Switch paying and tips with each other,” you suggested, “Next time, I’ll pay and you handle the tips.”

Harry held his hand out, grinning when you shook it, “Deal.”

It felt like the night was getting younger by the second from how neither of you wanted to leave the other and it was why you decided to take a short walk together around the place since it didn’t have any people around it.

It seemed like a rom-com; you walked alongside each other, pinkies softly intertwined as you chattered.

“Uni was probably the nicest period in my life,” you told him, “Nobody seemed to give a shit who I was except for the first week or two but that was just it. We were just a bunch of kids trying to graduate.”

“What did you study?” Harry asked with a smile as the both of you walked slowly.

“Psychology and management.”

“Doubled?”

You hummed, “Was really interesting studying them, but then you have people with you who just get too into it, especially psychology, and,” you laughed, “We would go out of an intense lecture and someone would come up to you and just,” you stopped as you shook with laughed as you stepped in front of Harry, putting your hands on his arms, Harry grinning in amusement, “Harry, the reason why you don’t like ketchup on your salad is because you weren’t hugged enough as a child.”

He burst out laughing, throwing his head back. You laughed along, eyes twinkling at the sight of the man in front of you.

Breathing out with a hand to his heart, Harry looked down at you as the both of you continued to chuckle.

Maybe it was the setting of it all; a normal date with a conversation that flowed as gracefully as a river, the weather being almost perfect, you and Harry grew quiet as you stared at one another, oblivious to the rapidly thumping hearts hidden in your chests.

Gently and ever-so-softly, Harry leaned closer first, moving one soft hand to your right cheek. The coldness of his rings and the air wasn’t what caused you to take a breath in, it was the intense yet soft look he was giving you before the both of you closed your eyes, lips finally pressing against each other in a gentle kiss.

Quietly and gently, you both pulled away, still maintaining the close proximity. Harry was first to open his eyes, a smile drawn to his face as he watched you open yours.

“Only took us four dates to kiss.” You said quietly with a smile.

“Sorry.” In his deep voice, Harry replied as he still cupped your cheek.

“It’s alright,” you reached to place your hand on top of his on your cheek, “You can make up for it.”

And so, you were both beaming as you jogged to Harry’s car, Harry’s lips getting placed on your own as soon as you were hidden in the car.

It was a hot mess with how much you were both laughing, though not knowing why but judging from the way the night went – it was just happiness and excitement, two nouns you had missed using.

Driving you back was fun though it was bittersweet; the both of you sang along to the music you played, Harry feeling comfortable enough to hold your hand as he drove.

“Will you call me?” You asked quietly and bashfully, unbuckling your seatbelt and looking at him.

Harry’s heart fluttered, leaning closer to kiss your lips. “Only if you’ll answer.”

“I’ll consider it.” You teased, pulling him in for another kiss before getting out of the car.

What you hadn’t expected to find was your personal assistant and friend, Emilie, standing outside your flat door the moment it came into sight.

“The Queen wants to see you right now.”

Your smile fell as you looked at the sympathetic look she was giving you.

The 10-minute drive to Buckingham was quiet, thoughts racing through your head like colliding trains.

The walk inside and to where your grandmother was waiting for you was stressful, but you reached her.

Sitting on a chair, your short grandmother had an iPad on her lap, zooming in and out on it.

“You wanted to see me, Granny?”

She looked up, “Ah! Yes,” she nodded before handing you the iPad, “What is this?”

Taking the iPad, your eyes moved from her figure to the screen, your breath hitching in your throat at the picture of you and Harry smiling at each other stared back at you. From the little preview of photos at the bottom, you swiped to see the other familiar pictures.

A picture of you laughing and Harry talking with a smile on his face, a picture of your hand on top of his as you talked, a picture of the both of you leaving with Harry’s hand on your back.

You stayed quiet for a moment before letting a sigh, your shoulders slumping down, “This is why I’m here?”

“Are you shocked?”

“Kind of surprised, yes,” you nodded, “How is me going out with someone bad enough for you to request to see me now?”

“That someone happens to be a singer,” she frowned, feeling as if spitting out his profession, “A singer who comes from a boyband, dresses in a way that no man should, and might I add, sings for a living.”

Your eyes widened, “No man should? Why? How should a man dress, Granny? Suits for jammies and morning coats for a stroll?”

“He’s a singer, Y/N. You’re a Princess!”

“And a human, too, just like him and just like you,” you chuckled in disbelief, “And he’s bloody talented at what he does and it’s impacting so many people all around the world.”

“How long have you been seeing him?”

“Long enough to actually like him.” You replied instantly.

The Queen closed her eyes momentarily before standing up, “Are you aware of how you were born to marry a royal?”

You shook your head, feeling your eyes grow tearful, “Are you aware of how much I miss running to you when I fall down or feel sad like I used to as a child?”

“You know whose fault that is, young lady? Yours,” she pointed, “The moment you decided that you were unsatisfied with your duty as a Royal Princess.”

“No,” you shook your head with a slight dry laugh, “It was when you decided that me having an opinion was too much of a privilege, Granny, especially when it comes to who I see.”

“You’re doing all this for what? For who? Him?”

“You don’t get it,” a tear fell, “It was never for anyone but myself.”

“I care about you, too, and you know that. It’s why it’s best for you to marry Fred, someone who comes from a royal line, not a commoner!”

“A commoner?” You laughed, “What year is this?”

“Don’t speak to me in that tone, Y/N. Especially when the public caught you in the wrong with the Styles boy.”

“Caught me in the wr-What?” with a chuckle, you added, “Because me meeting up and knowing people who don’t walk around with their fancy attires and royal calendar is wrong, right. Where are you going with this, Granny?”

“You shouldn’t be tarnishing the family like that, I will not allow it, Y/N!”

“Then I don’t want anything to do with it!”

And with that, you turned around, hurrying out of the room as you harshly wiped your cheeks, furiously taking out your phone and dialling the one person you wanted to see.

“Hey, love. Didn’t know you were that eager to hear my voice.”

It was your sniffle that had alerted Harry, sitting straighter as he pressed the phone against his ear, his smile and joking demeanour dropping, “Y/N? Love? Are you okay? What is it?”

“Harry, are you at your house?”

“Yeah, love, I am. You want me to come and get you?” He asked urgently.

“No,” you sniffled, “I’ll be there.”

Getting the car, you wiped your cheek again as you looked at your driver who frowned at you crying, “Can you please take me to Harry’s, Barney?”

“Anywhere you want, Y/n.”

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You rang the doorbell, waiting impatiently on the doorstep before you fidgeted with your hands as you waited.

Only a few seconds later did you snap your head up as the door was – aggressively – opened, viewing Harry who looked like he was waiting for the delivery of his child. He instantly pulled you to his chest, resting his chin on your head. "I was worried sick."

"You told me you're not scared." You whispered after a few seconds of silence in each other's embrace.

Harry pulled back a little, looking down at you, his eyes skimming over every part of your face.

A smile made its way on his face as he leaned in, his lips grazing yours ever so softly. "I'm not scared. Are you?”

Closing your eyes, your hands found their way to the hair at the nape of his neck. "I'm not scared."

Harry closed the space between you, pressing his lips to yours in an assuring kiss. Almost as if it was a seal to a deal.

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Wings

Daryl Dixon x Reader [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5] [Pt.6]

Babysitting Judith was amazing, not that she needed a babysitter but Michonne preferred if someone was with her while she herself couldn’t be there.

“Come on Jude, time for bed!” You called out, chasing after her, trying to g her ready to sleep and hoping she’d lose some of that typical child energy by chasing her around the house or longer than was honestly needed. You’d never mind it all, it was great to only have to worry about a little kid’s bed time for once in a while. The only worries being the ones between the four walls you were currently sharing with probably the happiest resident of Alexandria. After running up and down the stairs countless times the little one finally started slowing down. “Oh noooo you’re catching meee!” She whined when you eventually picked her up and carried her to her room. “Yeah I did, you sleepyhead, you got to tired to run away. That means ya gotta sleep.” You carefully tucked her in and gave her a small kiss on her head. “Goodnight, kid.”  You id softly as you left the bedroom. Before you could close the door completely, you heard a small ‘Goodnight’ and smiled to yourself as you closed the door and went back downstairs to drop yourself onto the couch.

You had been staying at this place for two days now and were currently deep in conversation with Kelly, who decided you needed some company after Judith’s bedtime. And of course none of your friend’s evening visits would be complete without a skillfully stolen bottle of alcohol and the two of you were deeply indulged in tipsy talk of boys, girls and anything that was not meant for children's ears.

“No, really. You wouldn’t even be able to imagine what I’d let that guy do to me..” You rambled on and on about your secret, not so little crush. “I wanna have his babies, oh my god.”

Kelly was practically crying in her seat from laughing too much, trying to hush herself to make sure she wouldn’t accidentally wake up Judith. “I never thought you were the one for kids, though?” She questioned into the room. “Especially now with the world gone to shit and all.”

You just kept blabbing on about how in love you were and how there was finally some hope once their group came into Alexandria and Kelly only fed you more questions to answer without an ounce of shame, all he way until the bottle was empty and your heart had spilled enough to satisfy her curiosity and you were close to falling asleep on the couch.

After Kelly left it wasn’t long before you passed out and slept peacefully until morning, when you were woken up by Michonne who had arrived home earlier than you expected. Your first instinct was to glance over the coffee table and lucky for you Kelly had thought to take the empty bottle back with her when she left. “G’morning, you.” You muttered, still half asleep. Looking further across the room you saw Judith quietly sitting at the dinner table, doodling something and making sure she wouldn’t wake you up while you still slept. “Good morning!” She happily called from the table, to which you lazily waved hello back while slowly getting up, praising whoever was listening to bless you with a morning without a hangover after drinking as much as you did yesterday.

“thank you so much for watching her again.” Michonne spoke as she gave you a goodbye hug at the front door after you shared breakfast and packed your things to head back home. “If you ever need the favor returned, let me know alright” She called after you with a mischievous smile and a happy wave before closing the door again.

You made your way back home and took a quick shower before going off to find Daryl who was supposed to come over yesterday to talk about that run you two were going on tomorrow, but he never showed up and you were curious to find out why.

Daryl was making his way over to Michonne’s place where he was meeting y/n to discuss their run, but before he knocked on the front door he heard laughter coming from the living room and checked through the window and spotted Kelly and her sharing a drink and laughing, listening in to their conversation he quickly decided he wasn’t gonna be a part of all that and went back home. The words he heard her speak mulling around in his head throughout the whole night and into the morning.

It wasn’t long before you found Daryl. After checking his place and finding empty, you saw Aaron’s garage door open and peeked in to see Daryl working on his bike. “Hey, good morning!” You called from outside the garage. You received  a Hey back without him looking away from his bike. “Can I interrupt or are you dropping by my place when you’re done?” You asked, still from your safe distance. No one was allowed too close to his bike whenever he was working on it, not even Judith dared to get close to uncle Daryl’s garage when he was working. “S’alright. Lemme finish up here first.” He still hadn’t taken a single glance away from his bike and you took it as your sign to leave him alone and wait back at your place.

After sitting in the living room for what felt like way too long you started wandering around the house, picking up one item after the other and see if it was useful enough to pack for your run. You remembered Daryl telling you to only pack what was necessary, but you found so many things useful with your what-if way of thinking that you always carried an already full bag from the start of the run and having Daryl carry more than he was planning to because of your, according to him, bad habits.

Eventually there was a knock on your door and you almost threw yourself down the stairs to open the door and allow Daryl to come in and finally sit down to work out a plan.

“Hey! Good to finally see you.” You invited him into your home that was still a mess of items never put back after runs, blankets and pillows  thrown around the couch and that was only the living room. There was more silence from him as he paced around, trying to find a spot that wouldn’t be right next to you on the couch. Questions were all over your mind, but you had to get to the point. Your biggest problem now was not being able to focus at all on the important run you were gonna go on, before going over why he hadn’t shown up and had been so weirdly quiet and distant.

“Were you working on our bike all night again? you didn’t drop by yesterday like you said you would.” You were sounding more worried than you wanted to let on, you knew that there was something wrong if Daryl spent all day tinkering away at his bike. He was still looking around at all of the stuff scattered throughout your place, mulling over the multiple ways he could answer. ‘You were drinking’ was one of them. ‘Ya were havin’ fun’ was another one, he’d never want to end your enjoyable night with a friend by coming over to talk about work. ‘Didn’t wanna hear more about the guy ya wanted to bone ya.’ Or more likely, not wanting to find out which pretty young guy she was so happily talking about.

“Came by,  heard ya talk about guys with Kelly.” He said carefully, still avoiding your gaze. “Okay, so? You know we would have stopped as soon as you walked in, right? This is way more important than my tips rambling.” You had noticed him staring around and you felt guilty for not even cleaning up a little bit, knowing he’d drop by today. You had started with grabbing the pillows and tossing them into your basket an folding the blankets on top of it to at least make some space on the couch for Daryl to come and sit while you sat back down in the chair next to it.

“Or is there something else you want to talk about? there’s clearly something bothering you.” You didn’t feel safe going on this run tomorrow if this wasn’t talked about and properly dealt with.

Daryl knew this as well, if you two were going to go on a run without your heads on straight, either of you could end up getting hurt or worse and thinking about that idea had Daryl close to panicking earlier last night on top of those thoughts of what you talked about. He knew this was something he needed to share today and it was stressing him out.

“S’what ya said to Kelly. Heard something I should forget about. Tha’s all.” He sighed as he dumped himself on your couch, unsure if he chose the right words and afraid of the confrontation he was gonna have and couldn’t simply run away from.

“So you heard me talk to Kelly about,” You sighed, thinking back to your conversation, going from topic to topic, crossing out everything that wouldn’t have affected him like this and ended up on hat moment where you were shamelessly telling her what you’d want Daryl to do to you, but you couldn’t remember if you’d even used his name at all. “We talked about boys, so what?” You never mentioned his name in the part that he heard, or what you thought he had and now you had to decide wether you were telling him who all of that was about and confess, or let him imagine who you might have been talking about and get it wrong every time.

“Why’d ya want a guy to do that to ya in this world?” Daryl asked just loud enough for you to catch it before you could say anything else, and now you had to think of an answer. You thought about how much easier this was to answer if Kelly had been the one asking the question. Realizing what your head just told you, you knew how to answer him. Just tell him what you’d tell Kelly that was the truth and it should be said out loud before you could come up with a shitty excuse. Not daring to look him in the eyes, you were twiddling your fingers in your lap, gathering the courage to speak your thoughts out loud. Taking a deep breath you had to go for it. “All that was about you. We were talking about you. We both think you’re amazing. Her only as friends of course but I’ve been feeling more for quite a while and I’m sorry you heard all that. We drank too much and I wasn’t thinking.”  Rambling on you almost went into an over-explaining fit because of how nervous you were and honestly you just wanted to disappear.

The silence wasn’t helping at all either, making your doubts ring even louder in your head. “Ya crazy, kid. But a good crazy.” You carefully looked his way after being dragged out of your head by his voice. “I don’t get it, really. Jus’ happy ya ain’t after one of them Alexandrian boys.” This had you giggle as Kelly gave you the exact same answer when she asked if you were interested in someone and found out it was Daryl.

“Is that all you’re gonna say? You don’t get it but what? You’re okay with it? You just don’t feel the same? Or you do but you don’t know how to say it.” You weren’t sure why you were asking so much, you weren’t even sure if you wanted to know the answers.

“Can’t say I slept well after what ya said an’ thinkin’ it was about one of them other boys.” He was talking around the point and while you just wanted him to say what he was thinking, you knew it was difficult for him too. “So, what now? We just pretend this never happened, go on before?”

Daryl thought about it for a bit, pacing around the room rummaging in his pocket and pulling outa pack of cigarettes, holding them up for you to see. “You can smoke inside, there’s an ashtray in the kitchen.” You motioned towards the kitchen counter, understanding he needed a smoke after such a difficult talk. You saw him visibly relax as he took a few drags and sat back down with the ashtray balanced on his leg. Rethinking his plan he placed the ashtray back on the coffee table and placed his cigarette in it before leaning back in the chair and patting his leg, motioning for you to come over. “Yer gonna have ta help me with this.” He said and picked up his cigarette again as you hadn’t moved yet. “I do like ya a lot. But I wanna go on that run before we talk about all of this.”

[caesthetix]

KIDS IN LOVE — Pt. 3 Old Friend

↪Porco Galliard mini-series

↪content; canon universe, description of violence, unrequited love, admiring from afar, season 4 spoiler, manga spoiler 127

"Hoi, (Y/n)! Can you help me with this stew?!" Hange shouted even though you were just a few metres away from them. "I know I said I will cook today, but I think something is missing!" You could only shake your head in amusement before plucking some rosemary and edible mushrooms that you could find.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, Hange." You answered with the same enthusiasm, yet a lot calmer tone compared to the rowdy brunette. Someone from the survey corps assisted you in your task, searching for some oyster mushrooms or morels that grew nearby. The name was Connie, if you were not mistaken.

"You know, I used to do this with my best friend." He spoke up, it was the first time he tried to initiate a conversation with you. "She was a good hunter, her aiming was like something out of this world, and she knew a lot of things about woods too." He looked so excited as he shared a piece of his life, but you could hear the melancholy lingering there in his voice.

In this endless war between Marley and Paradis, you wondered how many people lost their loved ones. Everyone was fighting their own battle inside their heart, setting aside all the grief so they could continue to devote their heart to the war. And a small moment shared like this was the only normal thing that could be found.

"She seemed lovely." You answered with a gentle smile on your face, putting the mushrooms to the basket.

"Oh, she is not." He snorted as he dismissed the compliment. "She is anything but lovely. A prankster, gluttonous, she only had one goal in her life and that was to reclaim our freedom so she could do nothing but eat."

You chuckled at that, even letting out a snort too at how he grumbled under his breath.

"Well, at least she seemed fun to be around with." He didn't argue with you on that and shared with you a few memories that he had with her. How she ate a warm potato in front of the Cadet Corps instructor, even giving the old man half of it, not caring that everyone looked at her with horror.

You learned a lot with just a simple story that he shared with you. Connie could be a prankster, somewhat reckless too, yet he would do anything to protect his friends. The two of you spent time together plucking mushrooms and sharing past lives, holding on to the new comfort that was found before getting back to duty.

"By the way, I think I remember where I heard your name before." He grabbed the basket in your hand as he walked beside you to the camp. "Niccolo, the other chef from Marley was close with my best friend, and he told us that he had a fellow chef who could cook even better than him."

"You know Niccolo?" You whipped your head to face him, ignoring the fact that your friend just praised you so easily. You couldn't contain your excitement, someone from Paradis knew your friend after all.

"Yes, I could say we are pretty close. Since Sasha, that gluttonous best friend of mine, kinda had a thing with him." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, making you chuckle in an instant knowing the implication. Now you wanted to meet her for real, it would be lovely to see your friend being flustered over a woman.

As the laugh between you died down, silence followed you once again, but it was not one that made you want to excuse yourself out from. He started to loosen up around you, and it was good to know that at least some of them didn't set a deadly eye upon you like how it used to.

"I will take it from here." You snatched back the basket from his hand before rushing ahead to Hange, making him bewildered with how sudden it was. You didn't stop your pace, but you turned for a while to wave at him. "See you later, Connie! I will cook tasty food for all of you!"

The scout was taken aback by your words just now. Knowing that someone who days ago was his enemy by nation, now would cook for them was something that even he couldn't believe. He didn't know what drives you to fight, you mentioned that it was freedom, but somehow he felt that it was a little more than that.

But it didn't matter what it was anymore, he was happy to know you now.

"I wish you could meet her, Sasha."

〄

You were not really surprised that something like this would happen. One second everyone was eating stew together, another Jean was tackling Reiner to the ground for telling the truth about something that happened a few years ago when he was here. There was so much rage inside Jean's eyes, something that you never saw from him since he always seemed to be the calmest among all.

Well, you only knew him for a few days, of course, you wouldn't know much about the rest of them.

You flinched when you saw Reiner getting beaten up, his face was now covered with his own blood. It was no secret that he could heal himself, but anger like this was dangerous to be kept alive. Everyone started to get along, this was not something that you wanted to see, because now, it felt like a drawback on both sides.

You couldn't take the shouting anymore, you couldn't bear to see two people that were supposed to be friends like this because of these circumstances. From the corner of your eyes, you saw how Gabi wanted to throw herself on top of Reiner.

But you stopped her, pushing her petite body out of the way before replacing her place.

"Jean!"

You gripped Reiner's shoulders so tight as you felt Jean's feet kicking your ribcage. Tears build up in your eyes, either it was from the guilt of wanting freedom by killing the Eldian in Paradis or because of the pain, you didn't know anymore.

This was too much for you, violence. Porco warned you that someday you would see more than just someone hurting an enemy. In war, even friends could turn into a foe. You let Gabi do the talking, yet all she said was left unanswered as Jean wriggled himself free and turned around.

"Hey, I think we should do something for you." You heard Annie's soft voice as she put her hand on your back. This gesture was enough to make you lift your face, teary eyes staring back to the blue orbs. "It hit right on your rib cage, right? We need to check if it is broken or something."

Gritting your teeth, you slowly moved your body to sit. Everyone was watching you carefully, even the rest of the scouts were looking at you with worry in their eyes. You tried to keep the expression on your face as neutral as possible, didn't want to show them that it hurts.

"I am fine, Annie. You should take care of Reiner." You answered her with a monotonous voice, blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill before. "It was nothing that I couldn't handle."

Annie didn't look convinced at your response, she narrowed her eyes a little, observing your face who was now averting her gaze by looking down.

"You are not a titan shifter, you can't heal yourself." She stated, not wanting to back down knowing how stubborn you could be. "You didn't grow to be a warrior or a soldier, you are just a chef."

"I am not weak!" You knew that she didn't mean any harm by saying that. "And I am not a kid either!" But that didn't mean it hurt any less.

"Hey, I didn't say that you are weak, and no one said that you are a kid—"

"Porco did!"

You balled your hand into a fist, sucking a deep breath as you wanted to keep your emotion in check. Annie was taken aback by your sudden outburst, even mentioning the dead comrade. Letting out a long sigh, you relaxed your hand.

"Porco always said that, Annie." You continued, still looking down as you felt so vulnerable. "And I am tired. I want to be stronger so I can keep on living, so I could reach my freedom." Then you lifted your head, now finally looked at her. "Our freedom." Something that your old friend couldn't get to see in this world.

You gave her a small smile before looking down to see Reiner, feeling relieved that he started to let out some steam, notifying that he had started to heal. Suddenly, you felt something pushing at your back, making you yelp as you didn't expect someone trying to put pressure on your body.

"Becoming stronger doesn't mean you neglect any pain that you felt." You widened your eyes as you saw Pieck, who was now in titan form, now sitting beside you. "You need to take care of your body, keeping your mind and emotions in check, don't be reckless and let Annie take a look at your rib cage."

You frowned at this, feeling like a little kid being scolded by her parents. Pieck could always change your heart despite some hurtful truth that she always spouted. She pushed you once again with her mouth so now you stumbled on Annie's arms.

Annie let out a small chuckle when she saw the pout on your face. She hoisted you up slowly, making sure that the gesture didn't hurt you more. You were still reluctant at first, but you knew better than to argue in front of them. She grabbed your arm and guided you further to check you up, and as you walked, you could see from the corner of your eyes how the scouts were all worried about you.

"Come on, soldier, let me see how your wound is." Annie pulled you back from your thought, her eyes fixated forward. Even if she was always detached when you were a kid, she tends to have a soft spot for fellow warriors and close friends.

"Alright." You answered softly, letting her take care of you. "Thank you, Annie."

"It's nothing." She shrugged her shoulders, and you were grateful that you had comrades who could get through your stubborn head. "After all, if Porco was here and you neglected the care, he would be the one who threw a tantrum at us for not convincing you better."

"Annie, not cool!"

〄

The sun seemed to be so cruel today, the sweats on your forehead didn't seem to stop as you sat on the wooden cart. On your left was Falco, he seemed to cling into you so much as Gabi did the same on your right, though careful not to put much pressure on your rib cage where you took Jean's hit last night.

You thanked God that it turned out to be nothing. There were some bruises on your skin, but your bones remained intact. Though sometimes you would still winch as the cart passed some bumps on the road.

"Miss (L/n), how are you feeling?" Falco asked softly, his big hazel eyes staring at you. You blinked, somehow seeing his big brother inside those beautiful orbs. He was caring, an optimist, no wonder Colt would sacrifice his life if that meant this little kid would not feel abandoned.

"Ah, it's nothing to worry about, Falco." You raised your arm that wrapped around his shoulder before patting his head. "It was just a scratch." Your orbs eyeing the man across you, Jean, who now had his head hanging low. You didn't want to worry anyone, and a little bruise was something that you could handle.

He nodded, seeming satisfied with your answer, and you thanked God once again that they were not too pushy like Annie and Pieck. His little fingers grasping on your green cloak, somehow didn't want to let it go.

The cart was filled with silence, and if only the sun was not cruel today, you bet that those two kids would be asleep in no time.

"Miss," Falco spoke up once again, earning a single hum from you, telling him to continue. "I don't mean to bring this up now. But," He hesitated, a look of conflict written all over his face. "I-I just want to say thank you."

"What for, dear?" You locked your gaze on him, now confused since you felt like you haven't done a lot in his life.

"For everything!" He exclaimed. "For making that tasty stew last night, for giving us warrior candidates free dessert when we passed by the restaurant, for telling us it's okay to be just a kid sometimes." Ah, you remembered that day. "And most of all," He trailed off before clearing his throat. "Thank you for making my brother happy."

Your lips parted, eyes never left his face as he gave you a beautiful smile. You could feel Reiner glanced at you with a knowing look, while Annie just raised one of her eyebrows in confusion. You felt like you stopped breathing as you processed the information, your mind suddenly played some of the memories that you had with the older Grice.

His never-ending smile when the kids were around, his serious expression that occurred when the talk of war was brought up, his gentle gaze that loved to settle on you —

"What are you looking at?"

You couldn't help but call him out as he stared in your direction. It was not like you were irritated, but more like you afraid his gaze would affect you in any kind of way. Though it seemed like your question just in from one ear and out from the other. "Colt, stop it, I swear."

"What?" He protested, a smile that tugged on his lips showing you that he knew you were not angry at him. "Is that so wrong to look at you?" So he did look at you.

"Well, I am here just to bake them some cake. Shouldn't you keep watch of them? What if they were missing?"

The warrior candidates; Gabi, Falco, Udo, Zofia, and Colt himself, were visiting your workplace before continuing their journey to the headquarters. They still had an hour before a meeting with the warriors, and Udo was begging for a free dessert that he would get if they stopped by your place.

While waiting for the cake to be done, the kids were running around the huge restaurant where you mainly served the Marley Military and the Warrior Unit. They were off the instant you told them to explore, saying that they should enjoy their time before getting drilled by the Commander.

You expected the big brother to follow them, but he ended up just sitting on one of the stools near the kitchen island, deciding to accompany you instead. When you prepared the ingredients and baked, you could feel his hazel eyes lingered on your form.

"They wouldn't like it if I go with them." He scoffed, feeling a little bit hurt. "Falco would shout at me to be with you instead, saying I am such a coward for—" He cleared his throat then as he realised his mistake. "Nevermind, those kids just didn't like to be accompanied by me all the time after all."

"Hm, that's an acceptable excuse." You chuckled softly, your words making him blush a deep shade of red at your accusation.

"I am not lying! Falco really said—"

"Calm down, Colt." You walked towards him and patted his shoulder lightly. "I am just messing with you, you know I trust you with anything." A gentle smile appeared on your lips as you gazed at him, and you could feel him stiffening in an instance.

Remembering something, you retracted your hand, somehow feeling guilty. You cast your gaze down as you recalled what Porco said about him a few nights before, something about how the older Grice took a liking to you. And no, not in a platonic way.

"You know, you don't have to think about it," Colt whispered, enough for you to hear. "I know who you set your eyes on, and I never expected you to look at me like that." He said it carefully, and you wondered how come he understood what you were feeling.

"But, Colt—"

"There was nothing for you to worry about." He chuckled, though you could hear a hint of sadness lingering there. "I never expected to have this kind of feeling too. But I am alright with that, I am grateful that when I feel like this, it was with you."

He looked up, giving you his signature smile. However, you knew this time it didn't reach his eyes, and you didn't dare to say anything. "I understand my place, (Y/n)." He continued, now reaching out his hand to ruffle your hair, the gesture felt so bittersweet yet comforting as it lingered even after he withdrew his hand.

"I am happy enough to have met you."

"It was nothing," You swallowed a huge lump, letting the tears blinding your vision as you ruffled the light blonde hair that belonged to Falco, doing the same thing that Colt always did to you to give comfort. "It was nothing."

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.20

a/n: i... smell... drama...

warnings: this cannot be read solo

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 21

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

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Keeping both your palms rested on your thighs, it took a lot of energy to regulate your steadily increasing blood pressure. Not seeing Overhaul for almost a week made you realize just how gorgeous his face was, despite it being partially covered by the beak. From time to time, you would send a death glare to Tsukauchi.

It also took a considerable amount of dedication not to look at him. Thankful that peripheral views exist, you were sure how his golden eyes would linger on your silently panicking figure. Tapping your foot was definitely not helping.

“So that’s the rerun for later.” Tsukauchi ended the presentation and closed the projector. He, too, could feel the increasing tension in the room. Yet, this had been a part of his plan. Seeing how you were down made him move and decide that it was time for him to intervene. He also took note on how Overhaul made zero effort in concealing his stares. “Any questions?”

“The back route seems a bit faulty.” One of the officers commenced making Tsukauchi reach for the printed copy. “Is there an alternate route?”

“We can opt to use the fire exit but it would be too obvious on our part. I specifically chose this route since there are less hindrances along the way and it would be easy to be lost in the crowd.”

“I’m pretty sure the Fukuo Kai will be heavily guarding the back route.”

“On the contrary,” Overhaul spoke up. Each person jumping at the sudden intrusion of his muffled voice. “The back route will make things easier. If your lot wants to narrowly escape then being cornered will be a good thing. Those bastards aren’t the best when they get separated from their mother hen.”

Hearing him speak sent shivers down your spine. Gritting your teeth, you pushed your quirk a bit more to relax yourself. Personal emotions aside, he had a point.

“He just sided with Tsuka-kun.” Shinezu leaned in and whispered. “Is this a fever dream?”

“No. Take the sociopath away, he’s relatively stable.” You praised him. “One of the best villains to work with, in all honesty.”

“Oh right, you were paired up with him before the… holy smokes this guy’s got balls. Entering a precinct despite having the heroes planning to capture him? What I’d give to have his confidence.”

“You’ll get there, Shinez. Just get out of the office more.” You squeezed his shoulders and earned an enthusiastic huff.

With the briefing now finished, Overhaul excused himself and left the room. The way he turned around without a care in the world, or at least the people in the room, made the butterflies in your stomach tingle with a certain longing that only he could fill. Chewing on your inner cheek, it was getting difficult to stop yourself from standing up and drag him to that one secluded area to pour your pent up emotions.

Shaking your head, you shifted your attention back to the meeting. It had not registered that there were still a few small talks happening. Luckily, no one took it to themselves to converse with you. Listening to their conversations, one of them addressed his concerns about having to work with a villain.

“It goes beyond our belief.” He commented. Forehead wrinkling at the thought of having Overhaul as a team mate.

“He does the job rather well.” Tsukauchi defended him. His words bore no ill-will. “His quirk will be of help later. Also take into consideration that your group will not be in the same area as him. (l/n) and I will be with him guarding the premises.”

“Still. I bet right now, he’s listening in on our conversation. Doesn’t that bother you?” His eyes slid to your silent mouth. Almost as if asking for validation. One that he would not be getting anytime sooner.

“I digress. I’ve worked with him a bit longer than Nao.” You caught his stare and shrugged. “As long as you don’t question his motives, he’ll cooperate. He does what he wants and what we want as long as boundaries are present.”

“Suit yourselves.” Standing up, the 4th division officer commanded the others to follow him into the garage.

Once it was only Tsukauchi, Shinezu, and you inside the room, one more small conversation ensued.

“Do you want him to ride in your car or mine?” Tsukauchi asked.

“Am I missing something?” Shinezu asked with eyes wide open. Head going back and forth from his coworkers.

“You’re the head of the case.” Smiling at your partner, you would respect whatever decision he would make. “Surprise me. I’ll wait by the lobby.”

Leaving the room, you immediately proceeded to your desk and grabbed the necessities. Knowing you would gear up at the site, the trip was short and you were now seated in the driver’s seat. Key inside the ignition hole, the engine warming up to be put to good use. Getting a message that you were to wait by the entrance, you followed suit and squinted when sunlight hit your eyes.

Turning your hazard lights on, you stared at the entrance of the building. Who would be seated beside you in the minutes to come? Hearing your ringtone, you tore your gaze away and grabbed your phone.

“Gei?” This was the last person you’d expect to call you at this time. Gripping your phone a little harder, you waited for him to speak up.

“Yes yes yes, I know! And relax, I’m fine!” He assured you. “I just called to inform you that next week, my schedule will be cleared due to some conference that got rescheduled. I was thinkin we could head out and have some quality time together?”

“What do you have in mind?” Reaching for your planner, you checked your own schedule next week and found you could squeeze in a few hours for him. Looking into your rearview mirror, your eyes widened at the sight of the reflection. “Holy smokes. I gotta go. I’ll call you later, Gei.”

“Is your mission starting? Oh shit! I’m so sorry for disturbing you! Take care and stay safe, (n/n).” He managed to spit out some words before he could hear the door opening through the line.

“I apologize for making you wait.” Overhaul said as he seated himself in the backseat. Closing the seat, his sight remained glued to the outside world. His fingers now playing with the hems of his white gloves.

“GIRL?! IS THA-” Before you would let Overhaul hear what your friend had to say, you ended the call and closed your planner.

Half expecting that Tsukauchi would let him ride your car, you felt your chest tighten at the fact he was in the backseat and not beside you. Perhaps things were really different after that Ackerman name drop. Remembering he had apologized for making you wait, you placed the planner back into your bag and thanked the seat for covering your flushed face.

“It really wasn’t that long.” Seated properly again, you caught his intense golden eyes staring at your mirror. Not one to back out from a staring game, it shocked yourself when you tore your gaze first. A mission was at hand and personal feelings should now be set aside. “You ready?”

With no response, you began the trip to the rendezvous point.

What usually was filled with small talks and easy flowing conversations, the car ride proved to be longer than you wanted. Whatever comfortable silence shared before was now replaced with thick tension. All it takes would be one word to break the ice and perhaps mend the splitting relationship, but intuition told you otherwise. Giving him what he wants would only make things worse.

If it wasn’t for Tsukauchi’s car appearing into view, you would have caved and threw your pride. Parking the car, you watched as he opened the door and immediately closed it. Memories of 6 nights ago flooding your brain. Shaking the thoughts away, you grabbed your phone and made sure to hide the burner phone in the glove compartment.

Once you were met with Tsukauchi and Shinezu, you were bombarded with questions.

“How was the car ride? You’re alive! Did he share any of his ideas and ways of life?” Shinezu asked away.

“It was a silent ride.” You gave your partner a shrug. “He sat in the backseat so I was his chauffeur for the entire duration.”

“Oi, you three! Get in here!” One of the officers from the 4th division called your attention. Gesturing you three to approach the small tent, Tsukauchi nodded and led the group. Inside the small tent were a bunch of monitors displaying the camera footage of the targeted building. “Birdman has entered the building and is heading to his position. So far, the targets are where they’re supposed to be.”

“Keep us updated. It won’t be long before their meeting will start.” Tsukauchi reached for an earpiece and handed each one of you as well. Giving Shinezu final instructions, both of you watched as the shy man exited the tent and appeared on one of the monitors. “He may be shy but he does undercover well.”

“Couldn’t agree more~” You smirked at how Shinez rolled his shoulders and took much more confident strides.

“Ah, (y/n), a word…” Tsukauchi opened the tent doors and led you to his car. “First off, I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion of Overhaul. I just hate seeing you so down these days. I thought that if he were to see you, whatever you see in him might come out and things might turn out for the better.”

“Don’t mind, don’t mind~” Scratching your neck, it was honestly the thought that counted. “I got to see him so I guess it ain’t all that bad. Plus, spoiling him wouldn’t do us any good so…”

“Just talk to him later. Truth be told, he didn’t want to come.” Staring at the building, Tsukauchi couldn’t help but wonder, what would happen once the earpiece would finally establish connection. “When I told him you’d be there, he changed his mind before ending the call.”

The rest of the hours flew by and the meeting finally began. Tsukauchi was listening carefully through the earpiece while you monitored Shinezu. Every now and then, you would glance at the monitor which focused on Overhaul. If things were still the way before, you would bet your money that Overhaul would be texting you on how the meeting was a waste of his time.

Feeling your chest tightening and your shoulders getting heavier by the minute, you focused back on Shinezu’s camera. It was only for a second but you caught how the man flinched. Furrowing your brows, you asked the person in charge to zoom in on Shinezu. Pointing towards the communication device, the officer quickly grabbed it and handed it over. With your thumb grazing the small  button, you waited till you were sure the man was in distress. Seeing how he put his hand in his pocket, you clicked on the button.

“Calm down.” Heartbeat slowly picking up its pace. “Scratch your cheek if you’re in need of back up, touch your chin if it’s urgent.”

Hearing what you stated, the officer stood up and ordered the back up team to prepare..

The moment Shinezu touched his chin, you put the device down and gave them the go signal. Jogging to Tsukauchi’s station, you updated him of the current events to which he relayed to Overhaul. Continuing the task, you went back to your seat and pushed the button.

“Backup is on it’s way, Shinez. Leave now.” You watched as the conversation between him and the other man continued. With your finger tapping on the jagged edge of the device, your focus was now on another monitor. Letting out your held breath, relief flooded you when the other man turned his back and made his way back to whatever business he had. Once Shinezu was in a clear spot, the button was pushed once more. “What the heck happened?”

“I heard a gunshot. Presumably on the floor above.” He was now running towards the elevator while loosening his tie.

Looking at the other monitors, the mentioned floors looked fine.

“Shit. Nao!”

“On it.”

Leaving your posts to the other officers, Tsukauchi and you geared up before jogging towards the entrance. Careful of your surroundings.

“How long did you think they rigged the footage?” You asked as you entered the building. It was oddly and unsettling. Focusing on whatever noise would suffice, all you could hear were each of your footsteps on the floors. Clicking your earpiece, you tried to communicate with whoever could be reached. “Anyone from 4. Do you copy?”

“One injured. 5th floor.” One officer managed to reply.

Giving you a signal, Tsukauchi went towards the stairs while you were left to further inspect the ground floor for any possible civilians or members in hiding. Sighing at the turn of events, you took out your handgun and cocked it. Cautiously taking one step after another, you began to check each room and corner till you were sure the vicinity was clear.

Heading to the fire exit, you made your way to the 4th floor. Just as you were about to open the door, the ground shook. Staring at the ceiling, you took note of the looming cracks. Not wanting to remain in the cramped area, you entered the hallway. Not expecting the floor to be somewhat of a wreck, you covered your nose and squint at all the dust.

It took a while to adjust, but the floor was now clearer to your eyes. Coughing a bit, you took more steps forward. Before turning the corner, you stopped in your tracks when you heard a familiar voice.

“Where is he?” The way it was muffled only gave him away. “Tsk. You made such a mess.”

Peaking, you saw his tall figure. Hands void of any gloves.

Hearing a crunching sound behind you, your eyes searched the premises only to be met with emptiness. With your finger resting on the trigger, you were more than ready to defend yourself. Even if it meant shooting a person, the only thing you hated about the job.

“Answer me, you rat. The meeting was going well till that little gesture you did with your hands.” Bending his body down, the tip of his mask touched the trembling person’s cheek. “Don’t make me ask again.”

“H-he went to the rooftop.” The man answered.

“Did you get that?” Overhaul touched his earpiece. It was quiet again. “Hmm? No one’s on the rooftop? Well then, that’s not my problem anymore now is it?”

Taking the small device from his ear, he stared at it before overhauling. Adjusting his jacket, you watched as he knelt and stretched out a hand towards the other person’s neck. Not wanting a mess of things, it was time you intervene.

“I wouldn’t kill him if I were you…” Stepping out of your little corner, you felt your throat parching when he peered at you over his shoulder. Putting the handgun away, you showed him your palms and walked closer to the two men. “We can bring him in and question him in the precinct.”

“This has nothing to do with the Fukuo Kai case.” His gaze now back at the man. “Stay out of it.”

“As much as I want to stay out of it, this man is still a part of the Fukuo Kai. We need him in one piece.”

“I thought you swore not to, I quote, snoop around.” His hand now wrapped around the other person’s neck. Standing to his feet, you watched as the helpless man struggled for oxygen. “Leave.”

“I’d rather not.” You stood your ground. “The others already think negatively of you, despite you lending a helping hand. Just give him to us and I’ll even give you the privilege of asking a few questions.”

“Do you think I actually care about what you people think? All of you are mere pawns in my game.” Tightening his grip, his golden eyes bore holes into the choking man. Not for long though, a second after, the deafening scream was replaced with the sounds of blood splattering on the walls. Turning around to face you, Overhaul wiped the blood off his hands onto his jacket. “Listen, I may have agreed to work with your lot, but there was no agreement regarding my actions and its consequences.”

“I’m well aware.” Lifting your chin up, you continued. “But this doesn’t revolve around you. You’re my pawn in this case. Remember, if you want out, go ahead. I can pull a few strings and solve this case without you.”

“Then so be it.”

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a/n: oops. did yall like this chapter? this was pretty difficult to write since ive never really written this kind of scene (save for BLEACH because i may or may not have a Hitsugaya x Reader couchcough) but i hope yall like the increasing drama! :*

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Recuerdos Perdidos Pt 4

Draco Malfoy/ Female Reader

Harry Potter AU

Warnings: implied trauma

Words: 3.6K

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3

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Chapter 4

“What do you mean by a healer?” was the first question that left your mouth. Draco seemed to look at you in surprise before seeming to come to a realization.

 “Ah, well I suppose you might call them a doctor”.

You nodded slowly before his words finally began to sink in. This means that you were getting your memory back. All of it. You were finally going to be able to fill in those missing pieces. The pain in your head that never fully went away will finally begin to subside. 

“Will we have to do that magic teleportation thing to get there?” you asked beginning to get a little worried. “I really don’t want to hurl again”. You said with a little frown.

Draco only chuckled at you in amusement before shaking his head. “Don’t worry, we can take the car this time.” 

“Thank god,” you sighed before you straightened yourself up and clapped your hands together lightly. “Alright, when are we going?” 

“As soon as you’re ready to leave,” he replied calmly while giving you a quick once over. 

He had only looked you up and down for a brief moment but it was enough to cause your stomach to flutter. You were starting to get wrapped up in the fact that he was an attractive boy who you happened to be alone with. But what you were so desperately trying to remind yourself of was that he wasn’t necessarily a stranger to you. This was someone from your past. Someone who had already given you up a long time ago. He may have almost kissed you but really it may just have been because he was in a vulnerable state… then again it was the pictures that made him cry. Nothing really made sense and it was becoming increasingly harder to try and convince yourself that you didn’t care about him at all.

Because even though you had no memories of him… it was like somewhere in your mind you had missed him?

“We’re going to go at this hour?” you asked while snapping your attention back to Draco after thinking to yourself for a moment. ”Will the doctors still be taking appointments?”

You must have said something stupid because Draco just smiled again before giving you a kind of endearing look.

“Don’t worry, I’ve made a private appointment with her.” He told you while moving towards your bedroom door. “I take it you’re ready to go?”  He asked while glancing back at you.

“Yeah” you mumbled out as the anxiety began to set in. “better now than never” - The car ride to the “doctor” was a little uncomfortable, to say the least. Neither of you had said a word for the last ten minutes or so and the last thing either of you had said was a half-joking comment from him about how we were traveling there the “muggle way” for your sake. You assumed it was his attempt at trying to deliver some humor to the situation but all it did was remind you just how insane this last week had been.

You went from discovering you had repressed memories to finding out about magic all in the same day. Not to mention a past relationship and odd lingering feelings. Honestly, it was beginning to weigh down heavily on you. You turned your head to the side to glance at Draco. You thought it was kind of funny that he would be driving. Not because you didn’t think he couldn’t but just because he came off to you as the type to have their own personal chauffer. But for all, you knew he did and this was just his way of keeping others out of the situation the two of you were in.

Yes… this situation.

Come to think of it. You never really did wrap your head around the reason why he agreed to get your memories back. It was obviously important to him that you had lost them in the first place. He didn’t even have any intentions of seeing you again so why is he going along with it now? Simply because you asked? That didn’t really make sense…

If you asked would he tell you the truth?

“You’ve been staring at me for quite a while now,” Draco said briefly shifting his eyes to stare back into yours. 

 “Why are you doing this for me?” you asked hesitantly. “Didn’t you want me to forget to begin with?” confusion was etched on your features. Draco seemed to tense a little at your question. His knuckles be

gan to turn white as you watched him grip the steering wheel. “You came all this way despite losing your memories… even when I thought I’d never see you again you found your way back to me”. He began with bated breath. “Restoring your memories after you’ve come so far is the least I can do”. He finished.

You furrowed your brow as you mulled over his words. 

“Besides… once you regain them… I don’t think you’ll want to be near me again.” He added so quietly you almost thought he didn’t mean for you to hear.

“What do you mean by tha-“

“We’re here” he interrupted your questioning as he pulled the car next to a rather dingy looking building.

You decided it was better to not press him further.

As you stepped out of the car and took in the building before you doubt began to set in your stomach. The building was old and broken. The aging bricks looked as though they would crumble in any given moment, the windows were clouded and dirty, and stone steps had begun to erode in some places.

Was this really where magical doctors practiced?

You briefly worried about the state of their healthcare system. Glancing at Draco skeptically he seemed to pick up on your worry. 

“Follow me” he chuckled.

You did as you were told even though you were beginning to question this entire situation. Was it really a good idea to just hop in a car with someone who could be considered a stranger and allow him to drive you to God knows where?

Perhaps all your recent life events had impacted your judgment.

Standing behind Draco as he approached the beaten old door, you watched carefully while he briefly checked his surroundings before pulling out his magic stick and pressing it a few times against the door.

At first, you were unsure of what was supposed to be happening until a soft click noise could be heard coming from the door. Then as if it had a mind of its own, you watched the door slowly creak open to allow you two in. Draco didn’t even spare you a glance before stepping inside and you were quick to follow. 

To say that you were surprised was a complete understatement. 

One quick look around the inside and you found that your previous assumption had been way off. The floors were a sparkling polished white marble, the walls clean and neatly decorated with various paintings, tasteful plants were spotted throughout the area and as you studied them closer you found that they were rather odd in appearance, there were large brown couches for waiting on and neatly done coffee tables placed in front of them, and on those tables were various magazines and newspapers all with moving pictures on them. 

You gaped at your surroundings before you noticed that Draco was starting to walk towards what you presumed to be the reception desk. 

“Hello I have an appointment set with Ms. Snipebane” he spoke calmly.

“Of course, let me inform her that you’ve arrived” the woman behind the counter replied quickly.

As Draco stood at the counter you let your eyes wander to follow some of the people who you assumed were staff at this... was hospital the right word? They all looked very well kept and orderly. All clean clothes and nice haircuts. None of them seemed to pay you any mind either. These people belonged to a completely different world than you and yet they had no clue. 

“C’mon” you heard Draco speak next to you, breaking you out of your thoughts as he gently nudged you to follow him. 

A rather tall red-headed woman led the two of you down a narrow white hallway before making two left turns and stopping in front of a rather crisp looking door. Glancing to the side of it you read a golden plaque that was proudly placed on the wall. It gleamed, “Wanda Snipebane”.

The redhead knocked her fist sharply against the door three times before it swung open revealing a young woman. She was beautiful. A model like figure and perfect skin. You were sure you were staring because she cleared her throat and smirked at you slightly. 

“Draco, how good to see you, come in” she spoke softly as she stepped aside to let you both in. 

“Have a seat, you two” the woman spoke as she gestured to a purple leather loveseat sat adjacent to her desk. 

Sitting down quickly you couldn’t help but feel as though you were out of place. There were more odd plants sat along the windowsill and a few fuzzy books on her bookshelf. You weren’t usually one to judge the appearance of things like books. But usually, they weren’t bound in fur and scales. Looking closer you could even swear you saw one move. Hopefully, it didn’t have teeth as well you briefly mused.  

Your thoughts were interrupted by the woman clearing her voice as she sat down across from the two of you. 

“Now… quite frankly, I never thought that I’d see you in here again Mr. Malfoy” she spoke with a smile. One that read concern and not amusement. You weren’t sure why.

Glancing at Draco you saw him purse his lips. “Yes, well… as you can probably guess I’d like to pick up where we left off last time.” He spoke curtly. “This time I think that you’ll find an answer much quicker as… well, she’s here with me now” he finished while making a slight gesture towards you. 

Just then the doctor’s eyes were studying you intently as a sad sort of smile adorned her face. 

“Ahh, I thought that might be the case,” she said to you leaning slightly forward. “Tell me, dear, why do you think you’re here?”

You didn’t notice the lump in your throat before she called on you to speak but now it was as if you couldn’t swallow it. 

With a heavy sigh, you began to speak, “Well, it seems that I’ve had my memory erased. I don’t remember much of anything, just some flashes here and there. I suppose I wouldn’t have even known I was missing any memories if it wasn’t for the pain that comes with it.” 

The doctor’s eyes grew large at your words. “Pain you say?” she questioned eagerly.

“Yes, certain things seem to trigger memories but they’re hard to make out and the longer I see them the more intense the pain grows. Like a throbbing in my head that will never end.”

“And what exactly is it that triggers these random memories, if you don’t mind me asking?” 

You most certainly did mind as the topic itself was a little embarrassing in hindsight. “Not at all” however, is what you replied. “The first time it was triggered was when I found some old photos that I don’t remember taking. Except I was in them… and so was he” you spoke softer while nodding your head towards Draco. “I couldn’t make sense of it at first… how could I have pictures of memories I don’t have? Of a boy, I didn’t even know… Next thing I knew I was in an unbelievable amount of pain as brief flashes of memories started pounding in my mind”.

Ms. Snipebane looked rather enthralled in your story as she began to scribble some things down on a notepad.

“Then what did you do after that?” she asked curiously. “It’s to my understanding that you’re from and currently live in America, correct? So how did you end up here?”

The fact that she obviously knew you before you even entered this room struck you as a little unsettling but it was the least interesting of all the mysteries currently in your life, so you let it slide. 

“Well, the box I found the pictures in was full of other things from the summer I lived with my grandparent’s in England. I could even see their house in the background of one of the photos. I remembered that trip and almost everything in that box except for a few items and those photos. But I knew I wouldn’t find answers there so I packed up my things and came to my grandparent’s house. I figured it was a start to solving this mystery” you told her, beginning to relax.

“Fascinating” was all she said before her gaze shifted to Draco for just the slightest moment. 

You so desperately wanted to turn fully and see what kind of look he had on his face.

Ms. Snipebane then stood from her chair and made her way over to where the two of you sat.

“Do you mind if I check something, dear?” she asked you with a gentle smile. “Go right ahead” you replied mentally preparing yourself for whatever this magical lady was about to do.

Just as you had predicted she pulled a wand from the inside of her coat. The tip of the wand began to glow as she whispered something in Latin and raised it towards your head. You almost expected it to hurt but instead, all you felt was a little tingle.

She stared at you intensely as her wand moved about areas of your head. You glanced to the side to see Draco watching you too, a sort of fascinated look on his face.

You began to worry just what it was they were looking at when she stepped back. 

“Well” she started with a tight-lipped sort of smile “as you know, the good news is, reversing an obliviation is doable. Not to mention the fact that somehow her mind is already trying to do it for her. I’ve never seen such a thing” she noted. “And the bad news?” Draco asked looking a little tense.

“The bad news,” she said while clearing her throat lightly “Is that the process to complete a reversal is not so easy. I’ve only seen it done once before when I was studying in Australia. It might take me some time to acquire all the necessary knowledge needed to perform it.”

“When will that be?” Draco pressed; subtle irritation laced in his voice. Ms. Snipebane gave him a sort of pitiful smile before her eyes fell upon you again. “For you dear, I’ll have it ready in two weeks’ time”.

~ Draco told you to wait back in the lobby as he spoke to Ms. Snipebane about a few more things. You didn’t like the idea of them talking about you behind your back so obviously. Just because you don’t know anything about magic doesn’t mean you an idiot when it comes to everything else. 

Sitting in the lobby with all the magical folk, you couldn’t help but feel like you were secretly being watched. Like they all knew you weren’t one of them. A little voice inside your head was telling you to just get up and leave. To forget about even recovering these memories. You were perfectly fine before even discovering you’d lost them. 

Weren’t you?

“Let’s go” came Draco’s voice from beside you. The fact that you hadn’t even heard him approach you made your heart race a little in surprise. But you made no outer reaction. Instead, you just stood with a nod as you followed him out the door. 

Getting back into the car the silence quickly became too much to handle and without really thinking it through you turned to Draco and blurted out that you needed to talk. 

“Of course” was all he responded with, looking a little sheepish.

“How did she know so much about me already?” you asked letting out a little huff. “I know she didn’t say a whole lot when I was there but that’s just the problem. She didn’t ask me much because she already knew everything didn’t she?”

You were staring at Draco with a sort of stern look. Trying to appear confident and resolved. He only bit his lip slightly before glancing in the rearview mirror and cursing slightly under his breath. 

Next thing you knew he was swinging the car right in a sharp turn as he veered onto an empty street. 

You looked around a little nervously. If this didn’t look like the perfect place to hack somebody to bits then you’d be dammed. 

“I spoke about you to her when I wrote the letter arranging for the appointment. I had to tell her everything I knew about you so she’d be able to do some research ahead of time. I didn’t want her prodding you with a million questions upon first meeting. I had a feeling you might get a little overwhelmed.” Draco said while lowering his hands from the steering wheel and turning to meet your eyes.

Well, that was kind of considerate of him, you supposed. But that begged the question of why he felt he could trust her so much if his whole family hated you and the wizarding world had some sort of blood class system. 

“You obviously trust her a lot,” you said while forming the rest of your thoughts “and it was clear you knew each other well before. How were you so sure she’d be willing to help?” you asked genuinely curious. 

Draco let out a dry chuckle. “Let’s just say her forte is fixing broken people. I knew she would be willing to help me simply because I’m her favorite client.” She liked to fix broken people? Well, that explained why she’d be interested in you. But, Draco’s comment regarding himself left a heavy feeling in your chest. “Family issues?” you asked, hoping you weren’t crossing a line.

“Amongst other things” he replied.

You could tell the topic was something he wasn’t ready to share yet so you moved on from it. 

“What will you do after I regain my memory?” you questioned him, curious to know what he had been thinking the last couple of days. 

He looked a bit taken back by the question, as though he hadn’t even considered it before. 

“Well… I suppose I just assumed you’d go back home after remembering how things ended between us and I would continue with my… previous engagements.” He said trailing off a little at the end.

The statement had you puzzled. You wanted to question with these previous engagements were or even maybe who they were… but the first part was a much more pressing matter. 

“What was it that happened between us in the end? That’s the second time you’ve mentioned me leaving after finding out the truth… what did you do to me that was so horrible?” you gave him a serious look as you could tell he was starting to get uncomfortable again. “You might as well tell me now considering I’m bound to find out in a few weeks anyway.”

He seemed to consider this.

“I said things to you… in an effort to make you hate me. Things that I… can never take back” he said. 

“Did you mean them?” you asked.

“No, never” was his quick response. Looking into his steely eyes you could tell there was sincerity in them.

“Then I’ll keep that in mind” you responded before you both grew silent. With that, he started the car again and began to drive.

The rest of the ride home was quiet as you both seemed to be thinking deeply. When he dropped you back at your grandparent’s house he simply wished you a good night before driving away again. You knew there was so much left unsaid between the two of you but you figured all truths would be eventually exposed. Looking up at the dark night sky as you walked up the path to your grandparent’s house you felt incredibly small. 

You weren’t sure what time it was but you knew you were much too anxious to sleep anytime soon. 

As you neared your door you suddenly stopped. You had the most intense rush of fear rush through you out of nowhere. It was like you could feel someone watching you. 

Without giving it much thought you whipped your head to the right and stared out into the distant field. At first, you saw nothing as your eyes strained to focus in the dark. But, then you could make it out. The eerie silhouette of a woman standing in the distance, maybe only a hundred feet away. You knew in your gut it was the same woman from before. 

Terror coursed through you as you quickly started to fumble for your keys to unlock the door. In true horror movie fashion, you dropped them just as you were about to stick the key into the hole. Your hands were shaking like crazy as a thousand thoughts coursed through your mind. A voice inside your head was practically screaming for you to run. 

You bent down to pick them up and as you stood you heard a voice whisper from behind you as a chill ran down your spine.

“Care for a chat?”

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AN:// Uh hello?!?!? I’m back from the dead you guys. I literally have no excuse for waiting this long to release this. I’ve been meaning to finish this chapter for months but today as i was driving home I was finally hit with the inspiration I needed. I have a lot in mind for this work and I hope you all see it through with me. I’m so sorry about taking like 9 months off from writing but ummm I’m back now I promise lol. Please let me know what you all think! :)

P.S a one shot may or may not be coming to you all soon.

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Nothing but the Truth - Pt.3

The Engagement

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader        Word count: 2570

Summary: A fake dating AU. Time to seal the deal officially; you become Steve’s fiancé, officially. Kinda. You really have to talk about the rules of engagement; read PDA.

Warnings:  some swearing, tons of fluff, (because you might need to stock it for what’s to come... maybe?)

Story Masterlist

Tony was kind enough to point out that the ring worth two dollars wouldn’t do.

No fucking kidding.

So, he also took the liberty of scheduling an appointment at some fancy jeweller’s shop; your gut clenched at the idea of buying an engagement ring.

With Steve.

For your fake relationship.

What the hell is even my life, you questioned as you walked beside Steve, your fingers interlaced with his.

Oh, yeah, that was another wonderful (read: super-awkward) thing to experience: the talk about physical contact and boundaries. Part of you had screamed at you to tell him that you were his to do whatever he pleased (unless you would very clearly and loudly asked him to stop), while the other part of you hoped he would keep the touching tuned down to minimum, because then there might be a chance for you to come back to friends-mode after he wouldn’t be forced to pretend affection anymore.

No, you did not believe that he would magically fall in love with you during your little show for the public and the kidnapper(s). Your life wasn’t a romantic comedy.

Though that was debatable, seeing as you were momentarily going to buy a fucking engagement ring together.

You casted a side-glance at him, marvelling at the soft absent smile on his lips and for the millionth time since you had met him, you wondered what was on his mind. He seemed rather content now, but you didn’t trust yourself to be able to tell anymore; here he was, appearing at ease and with a spring in his step despite the fact that during ‘the talk’, his body language had hinted you that he had been about as nervous and uncomfortable about discussing boundaries as you had been, at least at first.

Staying behind as Tony Stark wanted you to sign some forms – including ones in which you promised not to share the information concerning this case with a third party or the ones in which you agreed to wear a tracker on you 24/7 for your own safety –, you went to find Steve in his office to talk more about what you two just got yourself into, to discuss your ‘battle plan’.

You nearly collided with Sam who stormed from the very door you were heading to.

Freezing in spot, you watched him stride towards you, his eyes narrowed and menacing. He pointed an accusing finger at you, taking a steading breath; you only guessed he was trying to keep himself from shouting at you, as he no doubt had at Steve.

A wave of sympathy for the Captain washed over you. Judging by the expression on Sam’s face, it had not been a pleasant talk and it had not concerned the photo, but your plans for the future – which, what the hell, since when news travelled that fast?!

“You and I are going to talk about this,” he threatened, jaw set tight, looking you dead in the eye. “Call me when you finish… whatever you’re about to do with that-- jerk.”

You nodded curtly, swallowing on nothing, and continued your path.

Your knock on the door was hesitant, possibly too quiet for anyone but a supersoldier to hear.

His permission for you to enter was nearly as quiet and sounded rather exhausted.

You opened the door slowly, peeking in the office and finding him at the desk, forearms resting on the table, fingers interlaced.

He smiled up at you despite his weariness. “Hey you.”

You couldn’t but reciprocate that. “Hey yourself.”

Steve’s waved off your worry about the mood in which Sam was leaving this room as well as your concern for Steve’s wellbeing. He offered you to back out once more from the crazy plan, assuring you that it was alright to do so – at any given time. You found it kind, but not too welcomed. You needed him fully in for this, if you were about to go on with it.

So you tried to be firm about it, hopefully enough for him to understand, to read between the lines. He must have, because gradually, the talk moved to the topic of displays of affection.

“I… uh, I think that maybe it would be better for you to initiate contact, always?” he suggested reluctantly, as if not being certain himself. “Just to make sure I won’t make you too uncomfortable? And I don’t doubt that you have a better idea of what the liberties are when it comes to a relationship nowadays, so… eh-“

You hummed, thoughtful. “Well, I appreciate your trust in me – both in my know-how with relationships, which, eh, you might be surprised, and in me setting the boundaries just so skilfully that I won’t make you uncomfortable. But, I think that if it’s always me… wouldn’t that make me look… uhm, this is so awk- like, you know, like some nag or something? Like a crazy fan pawing you?”

“Would you be pawing me?” he blurted out, his slowly rising suggestive eyebrow giving away that his words were not as spontaneous as he wished for you to believe, a spark of mischief in his eye.

Really?!

Also, your core did not burn at him talking about you getting handsy, no sire, you would never-

“Are you really joking about this?” you chuckled despite yourself, the playfulness reaching you despite all odds. You were worried about this whole matter, but seeing him still being himself put you at ease, as much as it was possible at the moment.

“Sorry,” he hummed with a sheepish smile before turning serious again. “I… you might have a point. It’s just… I really don’t want to-- to hurt you or anything, I would hate if- if you didn’t feel… safe with me in that respect.”

Your heart fluttered as you were reminded that yes, Steve could be joking, but only to lighten the atmosphere, to do exactly what you felt happening – to put you at ease. Making sure you were comfortable.

This was all about him being sweet and considerate in a way you hadn’t seen in a man before and… it was doing things to you on visceral level, feeding the attraction to him that had nothing to do with a burning desire, but more with you wanting to cocoon him in a pile of blankets, or better yet, to build a blanket fort to hide him from the evils of this world – of which he had seen too many, you weren’t naïve – and just… snuggle him. The sentiment was dangerous, more so in the combination with the said desire to climb him, but you couldn’t help it.

A relaxed smile spread on your lips and you noticed that Steve’s stiffened posture – caused most likely by both Sam’s visit and the topic – eased as well.

“Is this the forties’ man speaking? Because that was another point I was about to make; Steve, everyone knows that you weren’t born in this day and age. What would be wrong with your—eh, fiancée, respecting that? I… now I’m just saying things from the top of my head, but surely when you had other-when you were with-- when--- ugh, we would find a compromise, right? A way to respect each other’s sensibilities? If we were together for real?”

Despite your rambling, a smile mirroring your own appeared on his lips, brightening his face (and your day).

He extended his hand in your direction in what seemed like an invitation, so you hesitantly took few steps towards him – only now realizing you had never sat down, too nervous for that –, fighting the urge to chew on your lower lip. The corners of his lips rose higher when you complied, his eyes mesmerizing when you inserted your hand in his.

It was strange as he was still sitting, but you knew all too well that it was just another way for him to show you that you were in charge of this, you had the ball on your court. You lead and he would follow.

It was driving you crazy – both in the best way and in the worse way possible, because you weren’t certain you could work with that amount of trust and responsibility.

“This is alright?” he asked, only half-joking, effectively snapping you back to reality in which your hand was in his.

You nodded, squeezing his hand. “Yeah, I think I can handle… hand-holding.”

“Good. We… we touched before. We hugged,” he reminded hesitantly and you realized that even your freak-out about ‘groping’ Steve yesterday had been ridiculous.

He had a point; yes, you were less touchy-feely with him than with Sam, but you… you had hugged before. He had put an arm around you; once again, not too often, but it happened. He would offer you an arm when there was a slippery floor. He caught when there was nothing on the floor and yet you managed to stumble over it.

You were being ridiculous about this, blowing it to proportion. Your shoulders slumped in relief with that realization and you grinned at Steve, causing him to raise a curious eyebrow as you motioned for him to stand up.

You were sure that he saw it coming miles away, but he still had the decency to huff when you slammed into his chest in a brutal hug and he chuckled at your sudden change of demeanour. His palm even caressed your back as his frame shook ever so slightly.

“I take it hand on your lower back is acceptable too then?” he whispered, hot air brushing your hairline.

You hummed in agreement and to your pleasant surprise, you felt his chin lightly rest on the top of your head. You melted into his body, allowing yourself to enjoy the proximity, screw the consequences. You could feel his steady if perhaps a bit faster than usual heartbeat on your cheek as you leaned it on his pectoral.

Sideway note: Yeah, he was amazingly ripped and it felt incredible to be held against that, something you hadn’t quite indulged in when you had been hugged by him before.

As you were still enveloped in his arms, he suggested few more rather chaste and sweet displays of affection; kiss in your hair, on your cheek, on your forehead or your hand, cupping your cheek if felt right, a peck on the lips if it came to extreme – and only if you clearly enough permitted it at the given moment.

You didn’t have it in you to say no to any of that, mostly because it was definitely acceptable. Instead, you breathed him in, santal wood, musk, detergent and him, you tried to engrave the moment into your brain for eternity, the feeling of being cradled in his embrace, how the material of his shirt caressed your skin and how warm and safe you felt.

Once you settled everything, your slightly wobbly legs carried you to the taxi that would take you to your apartment, the fact that you didn’t live with your fiancé being an issue left for another day. You found yourself basking in the aftermath and missing Steve’s warmth at the same time.

That night, sleep didn’t come easily and when the alarm blasted from your phone the next morning, waking you up for the appointment with the jeweller, you considered whether it was not all a dream.

But seeing as Steve picked you up…

He glanced down at you, noticing your gawking, and squeezed your hand, pulling you just an inch closer to his side.

“Are you alright?”

“Nervous as hell,” you admitted willingly and Steve grimaced.

“I can relate. I am a terrible liar, but we’ll make it work,” he assured you, not quite looking convinced himself.

You chuckled. “What a coincidence. I am a terrible liar too. Why are we doing this again?” you muttered the last sentence under your breath, momentarily forgetting that Steve had enhanced hearing.

“Because Tony and Natasha are stubborn and they do whatever they want,” he sassed you, smirking. Then, his expression softened. “If it doesn’t work out, we’ll figure something else to catch our guy. Don’t worry about it. But… I trust you. That’s why I am doing this.”

An enormous lump growing in your throat, you got yourself lost in the sincerity of his eyes and words, your breath stolen from your lungs by an invisible force.

“I trust you too,” you replied without thinking and felt with every fibre of your being that it was the truth.

Perhaps it was silly, since you technically didn’t know him that well.

However, it was the truth.

The hunt for a perfect ring in the luxurious shop was both the best dream coming true and the worst nightmare coming to life.

You were treated like a princess, showered with attention, being offered jewellery which made your head spin, leaving you wide-eyed; at the same time, the overenthusiastic vendor was giving you creeps.

Harold was your typical sleazy businessman- no, that wasn’t right. He was somehow… worse. It wasn’t just that he was clearly trying to sell you the most expensive ring and to make good (crazy) money; his intrusive questions, importunate persona and joyful spark in his eyes whenever you and Steve exchanged the smallest gaze was bordering on one of madman’s.

It could be simply because he was obsessed with his job. However, you suspected he was trying to convince you that he was such a loyal fan to your love that he would deserve to be on the wedding guestlist. For the shortest moment, you wondered whether it was something people who could afford a ring from this place did.

In the end, it didn’t matter, because there would be no wedding.

You tried very hard not to think about that, because being here with Steve, all soft smiles and his seemingly genuine pick-whatever-you-want-I-just-want-to-make-you-happy attitude, it was all causing things happening in your body you weren’t sure you liked. With each moment in his presence, you felt yourself fall deeper into the trap of his charm, voluntarily walking down the path of falling in love with him – if you weren’t already before this whole ordeal.

After the purchase of an elegant diamond ring with the sizeable gem in its middle and several petite spread on each side of thin twisted metal, you left the shop with a polite smile on your face which fell as soon as the door closed behind you.

“Is it just me or was the guy giving away a really creepy vibe?”

“Not just you. I think creepy fits the description the best,” Steve confirmed while you bit on your lower lip, eyeing the jewellery on your ring finger. You couldn’t help but admire it – it was breath-taking. “He was way too enthusiastic for my taste.”

“Yeah… I- thank you for sitting through that with me. And for—this. It’s really beautiful.”

He slipped his hand into yours, fingers interlacing at instant, squeezing gently. “You’re welcome. Some exquisite taste you have here.”

You chuckled. “Thanks.”

You spent your walk in silence then, until Steve received a text from Tony, which you assumed as soon as a frown appeared on his face and he sighed.

“He set up an interview for tomorrow’s afternoon. He wants us to come see him first thing when we arrive to the Tower.”

Your heart leaped to your stomach at the news. “He did what?!”

Part 4

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[fight-for-humanity]

Alone, Pt 3

My eyes stared dimly up at the ceiling, entranced by the spinning ceiling fan. I spent a few hours in this position, lying on my back in bed. Every day, especially on school days, I would waste time until mom would go to sleep and inevitably leave the house to do whatever Sleepers do. That gave me the opportunity to sneak off to the boxcar, do a few missions, pass out there, then wake up and sneak back home before she notices. Finally, they trusted me enough to give me the location instead of blindfolding me and escorting me there.

Usually, I would do homework, read a book, or write something to pass the time until I left, but the energy just wasn’t there tonight. I was deep in thought over my place in the Club, about who I was to them. How many of them say they are my friend? Would they sacrifice me to their precious gods? Their irreplaceable imaginary friends? There was no doubt in my mind I’d be sacrificed in exchange for honeyed words and a head pat if a Voice ever told them to. It wouldn’t be the first time they’ve done it to someone. Bastards...

Outside my door, I heard the faint sound of bare feet shuffling down the wooden stairs. I lifted my phone to my eyes to meet my gaze, peering at the time displayed on the screen. Yeah, it was about time for her to get up, which signaled it was about time for me to get ready. After waiting a few minutes, I swung my feet off the bed and pulled myself up. For a moment, my head was foggy and I felt dizzy. I should have gotten up slower. Dammit. I squeezed my eyes and cradled my head in my hands until the room stopped spinning, and upon recovery, I stood to my feet and approached the closet.

The closet shutters creaked as they opened, revealing the tops that hung neatly in a row on the rack. I reached my hand in and pushed clothes aside until something caught my eye. A black, hooded jacket. Dark. Like all the despair in Redacre. 

Perfect.

I pulled it off its hanger and slipped it around my shoulders, sticking both arms through the sleeves. I straightened the fabric out with a quick brush of my hand and did a quick appraisal in the mirror before grabbing my backpack, filled with snacks and other various supplies. Slinging it over my shoulder, I pushed the door open and made my way to the front room.

“Ryanne? Why are you up? Are you going somewhere?” 

My feet barely left the last step on the stairs as mom’s voice called out to me. I froze, paralyzed and bewildered as to why she was even still at home and awake. I should have made sure she actually left. I’ll beat myself up for my complacency later. My eyes darted to find the source. I found mom sitting on the couch in her pajamas, one leg crossed over the other. Her hands rested on top of her knee, her fingers interlaced with themselves.

“Ah...” I just stood there, the gears in my head in overdrive as I worked on coming up with a good excuse. “I’m going to a friend’s house to help her study.”

Mom looked unconvinced and folded her arms tightly across her chest. “This late? It’s past curfew.” She pauses, her face slowly twisting with concern. “You’ve been acting so strangely lately...”

I held my tongue. If only she knew the truth. I have tried to tell her about the sleepwalking, the maze, everything. Everytime I did, she would just get this blank expression and zone out. 

“Heh, I know, but…” I explained, sporting a sheepish grin and an awkward chuckle. “I, uh, slept in, a little bit, longer than I should have. If I don’t go over there, we’re both gonna fail the test tomorrow. I’ll be really quick. I promise. Super promise.”

Her brows furrowed, then softened. “I haven’t seen that Costa boy in awhile…” She asked. “Did you two have a fight?”

My fingers curled into a fist as I grew tense, but with a soft exhale, I let it go. “Yes,” I admitted. It wasn’t a lie.

Mom stood from her seat and began to approach me with a sympathetic frown, her head canted to the side. “Oh, honey. I’m sorry. He was such a nice boy too. I thought you two would go to junior prom together.”

Gross. “It wasn’t like tha-”

“But don’t worry. You’ll always have your mom.” A warm smile graced her lips as her arms opened to envelop me.

Without thinking, I stepped backed away towards the front door before I could get wrapped in the hug. “But I don’t,” I hissed. “You’re never home, and when you are, you’re practically a zombie. You moved us here while Connor was gone because you thought it’d bring us closer together, but all you’ve done is leave me. We’ve never been more farther apart.”

She was stunned, and to be fair, so was I. I had stopped myself from boiling over at her for so long. I suppose, with everything going on, it was bound to happen sooner or later. In that moment, I knew I broke her heart. “Ah...I’m sorry, Ryanne… Work has been-” 

Before she could finish, I spun around and opened the front door, slamming it behind me as I slipped outside. A dull ache settled in my chest. It made me want to run, hide the tears that threatened to break, but a crying, running girl would get attention that I didn’t want. I pulled my hood over my head and stuck close to the shadows as I got closer to the forest.

You were right. I am alone.

[yayodancing]

1. Kanye West - Yeezus

2. Playboi Carti - Die Lit

3. Young Thug - Barter 6

4. Frank Ocean - Blonde

5. Future - Monster

6. Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

7. Travis Scott - Rodeo

8. Drake - Nothing Was The Same

9. Rich Gang - Tha Tour: Pt. 1

10. Chief Keef - Finally Rich

11. Kendrick Lamar - Good Kid, MAAD City

12. Future - DS2

13. Waka Flocka Flame - Flockaveli

14. The Weeknd - House of Balloons

15. Travis Scott - Days Before Rodeo

16. Kanye West - The Life of Pablo

17. Schoolboy Q - Habits & Contradictions

18. Kendrick Lamar - To Pimp A Butterfly

19. Blood Orange - Negro Swan

20. Lil B - 6 Kiss

21. Chief Keef - Almighty So

22. ILoveMakonnen - ILoveMakonnen (EP)

23. Tyler, The Creator - Bastard

24. Frank Ocean - Channel Orange

25. Lil Peep - Come Over When You’re Sober Vol. 1

26. 21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Savage Mode

27. Spaceghostpurrp - Blackland Radio 66.6

28. Migos - Culture

29. Kid Cudi - Man On The Moon II

30. Lil Uzi Vert - LUV Is Rage

31. Lucki - Freewave 3

32. Drake - Take Care

33. Travis Scott - Astroworld

34. XXXTentacion - ?

35. ILoveMakonnen - Drink More Water 4

36. Tame Impala - Currents

37. Key! & Kenny Beats - 777

38. Kendrick Lamar - DAMN.

39. Lil Yachty - Lil Boat

40. Playboi Carti - Playboi Carti

41. Father - Young Hot Ebony

42. ARAABMuzik - Electronic Dream

43. James Blake - Overgrown

44. Pusha T - Daytona

45. Earl Sweatshirt - EARL

46. Rick Ross - Rich Forever

47. Kodak Black - Institution

48. Sahbabbi - SANDAS

49. Tay-K - #SantanasWorld

50. King Krule - The OOZ

51. Lil B - Blue Flame

52. Mac Miller - Faces

53. Young Scooter - Street Lottery

54. Gucci Mane - Mr. Zone 6

55. Young Thug - 1017 Thug

56. Chief Keef - Bang 2

57. A$AP Rocky - Live.Love.A$AP

58. Lorde - Pure Heroine

59. Childish Gambino - Because The Internet

60. Danny Brown - XXX

61. Roc Marciano - Marcberg

62. Rihanna - Anti

63. Kanye West & Jay-Z - Watch The Throne

64. Drake - If You’re Reading This, It’s Too Late

65. Juicy J - Rubbaband Business 2

66. XXXTentacion - 17

67. Big Boi - Sir Lucius Left Foot

68. Baby Keem - Die For My Bitch

69. Lana Del Rey - Born To Die

70. Pusha T - My Name Is My Name

71. Lil Peep - Hellboy

72. Ab-Soul - Control System

73. MGMT - Congratulations

74. Fetty Wap - Fetty Wap

75. FKA Twigs - LP1

76. Kids See Ghosts - Kids See Ghosts

77. Gunna - Drip Season 3

78. Trippie Redd - A Love Letter To You

79. Lil Uzi Vert - Lil Uzi Vert Vs The World

80. JPEGMafia - All My Heroes Are Cornballs

81. Sleigh Bells - Treat

82. Chief Keef - Back From The Dead 2

83. Future - 56 Nights

84. Vince Staples - Summertime 06

85. Lil Keed - Long Live Mexico

86. 2 Chainz - TRU REALigion

87. Young Thug - So Much Fun

88. Travis Scott - Birds In The Trap Sing Bryan McKnight

89. Blood Orange - Angel’s Pulse

90. Rick Ross - Teflon Don

91. Lucki - Watch My Back

92. Earl Sweatshirt - I Don’t Like Shit, I Don’t Go Outside

93. Future - Future

94. Future - HNDRXX

95. Migos - YRN

96. 21 Savage & Offset - No Warning

97. Gucci Mane - Trap Back

98. Curren$y - Pilot Talk

99. Main Attrakionz - 808s & Dark Grapes 2

100. Tyler, The Creator - Flower Boy

1. Kanye West - New Slaves

2. Chief Keef - Love Sosa

3. Travis Scott - Drugs You Should Try It

4. Lil Uzi Vert - XO Tour Lif3

5. Soulja Boy - Xan With That Lean Pt 2

6. Frank Ocean - Nights

7. Young Thug - Danny Glover (2 Bitches)

8. Lil B - Pretty Boy Remix

9. Future - Codeine Crazy

10. Playboi Carti - Flatbed Freestyle

11. Metro Thuggin - The Blanguage

12. Kanye West - Runaway (feat. Pusha T)

13. Chief Keef - Don’t Like (feat. Lil Reese)

14. Father - Look At Wrist (feat. ILoveMakonnen & Key!)

15. Gucci Mane - Beat It Up (feat. Trey Songz)

16. 21 Savage & Metro Boomin - No Heart

17. Migos - Bad & Bougee (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

18. Kendrick Lamar - Untitled 02

19. Meek Mill - Dreams & Nightmares

20. Blood Orange - Dagenham Dream

21. Kid Cudi - GHOST!

22. Kodak Black - No Flockin

23. Waka Flocka Flame - Hard in the Paint

24. Tyler, The Creator - Yonkers

25. Travis Scott - 90210 (feat. Kacy Hill)

26. Lil Peep - White Wine (feat. Lil Tracy)

27. Juicy J - Zip & A Double Cup

28. Frank Ocean - Thinkin Bout You

29. Young Thug - Check

30. Kanye West - Monster (feat. Jay-Z, Rick Ross & Nicki Minaj)

31. Rocko - UOENO (feat. Future & Rick Ross)

32. Young Thug - Hot (feat. Gunna)

33. The Weeknd - The Hills

34. Rick Ross - BMF (feat. Styles P)

35. ILoveMakonnen - Sex, Love & Extacy

36. Blood Orange - Dark & Handsome (feat. Toro y Moi)

37. Lil Yachty - 1 Night

38. Childish Gambino - Redbone

39. A$AP Rocky - Wassup

40. Odd Future - Oldie

41. Drake - Trust Issues

42. Travis Scott - Goosebumps (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

43. Travis Scott - Sicko Mode (feat. Drake)

44. Playboi Carti - Magnolia

45. XXXtentacion - Fuck Love (feat. Trippie Redd)

46. Future - Thought It Was A Drought

47. Schoolboy Q - n****Hs.already.know.davers.flow

48. A$AP Rocky - Kissin’ Pink (feat. A$AP Ferg)

49. Spaceghostpurrp - The Truth

50. Nicki Minaj - Beez In The Trap (feat. 2 Chainz)

51. Frank Ocean - Nikes

52. YNW Melly - Murder On My Mind

53. Earl Sweatshirt - EARL

54. Rae Sremmurd - No Type

55. araabMUZIK - Underground Stream

56. Tame Impala - The Less I Know, The Better

57. Solange - Almeda (feat. Playboi Carti)

58. Sahbabbi - Titanaboa (feat. T3)

59. Lil Keed - It’s Up Freestyle

60. Lil Baby - Freestyle

61. Kanye West & Jay-Z - No Church In The Wild (feat. Frank Ocean)

62. Kodak Black - Tunnel Vision

63. Fetty Wap - 679 (feat. Monty)

64. Lucki - Freewave Freestyle 1

65. Fat Trel - Respect With the Tech

66. Ab-Soul - Terrorists Threats (feat. Danny Brown & Jhene Aiko)

67. Jay Rock - King’s Dead (feat. Kendrick Lamar, Future & James Blake)

68. Rowdy Rebel - Shmoney Dance (feat. Bobby Shmurda)

69. Kanye West & Jay-Z - N****s In Paris

70. Tay-K - Murder She Wrote

71. Vince Staples - Norf Norf

72. James Blake - Life Round Here

73. Lil Uzi Vert - 20 Mins

74. Lil Peep - Beamer Boy

75. The Weeknd - What You Need

76. Migos - Versace

77. OG Maco - U Guessed It! (Feat. Key!)

78. Kendrick Lamar - Alright

79. Xxxtentacion - Sad!

80. Kendrick Lamar - Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe

81. Frank Ocean - Channel

82. Drake - Hotline Bling

83. Chief Keef - Blow My High

84. Future - Throw Away

85. ILoveMakonnen - Tuesday

86. Main Attrakionz - Chuuuch

87. King Krule - Dum Surfer

88. Jai Paul - BTSTU

89. ZMoney - 2 16’s (feat. Valee)

90. FKA twigs - 2 Weeks

91. Sheck Wes - Mo Bamba

92. Waka Flocka Flame - Karma (feat. YG Hootie, Popa Smurf & Slim Dunkin)

93. Jidenna - Long Live The Chief

94. Young Thug & Travis Scott - Pick Up The Phone (feat. Quavo)

95. Juice WRLD - Lucid Dreams

96. Speakerknockerz - Lonely

97. Bobby Shmurda - Hot N****

98. Drake - In My Feelings

99. Young Scooter - Runnin Out Of Money

100. Frank Ocean - Siegfried

101. Rihanna - Consideration (feat. SZA)

102. Kodak Black - Like Dat

103. Migos - T-Shirt

104. Sleigh Bells - Infinity Guitars

105. Tame Impala - Borderline

106. OJ Da Juiceman - No Hook

107. Jamie XX - There’s Gonna Be (Good Times) (feat. Young Thug & Popacaan)

108. Beyoncé - Drunk In Love (feat. Jay-Z)

109. Lil Peep - Lil Kennedy

110. T.I. - All About The Money (feat. Young Thug)

111. Gunna - Drip or Drown

112. Waka Flocka Flame - My G

113. Tyler, The Creator - Earfquake (feat. Playboi Carti)

114. Lorde - Team

115. Usher - Climax

116. Big Boi - Shine Blockas (feat. Gucci Mane)

117. Fredo Santana - Jealous (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

118. Valee - Shell

119. Lucki - Glory Boy

120. Lana Del Rey - Video Games

121. Lil B - Wonton Soup

122. Lil Peep & Lil Tracy - Witchblades

123. ZMoney - Regular

124. Lil Reese - Us (feat. Chief Keef)

125. DJ Nate - Gucci Goggles

[fuckyeahabocado]

2020年おすすめ新譜アルバムVol. 6 ：DJ. Fresh「The Tonite Show With Curren$y」

新譜アルバム紹介Vol. 6です。

今回紹介するのは、ベイのプロデューサーのDJ. FreshがルイジアナのラッパーのCurren$yとのタッグでリリースした「The Tonite Show With Curren$y」です。ジャケットをクリックすると購入先へ飛びます。

DJ. Freshはベイを拠点に活動するプロデューサーで、ラッパーとのタッグ作シリーズ「The Tonite Show」を多数リリースしています。

「The Tonite Show」シリーズは05年頃にスタート。初期はMistah F.A.B.やJ. Stalin、San Quinnなど地元勢とのタッグが中心でしたが、13年頃からFreddie GibbsやTrae Tha Truthなど他エリアのラッパーとも合体。昨年にはRIch The Factorとのタッグでリリースしています。また、「The Morning Show」や昨年始動した「The Tonite Show Legends Edition」などスピンオフ（？）もあり、ベイ好きの方の間ではお馴染みとなっています。今作以前でのCurren$yとの合体は、昨年のCurren$y & Wiz KhalifaのEP「2009」などで聴くことができます。

DJ. Freshの作風は、ハイフィや泥臭いファンクなども作りますが、基本的にはレイドバックしたメロウでGなものが中心です。Curren$yは鼻声系の声質と脱力感のあるゆるいラップが魅力です。バウンスやトラップ的なものにも乗りますが、ソウルフル路線で特に真価を発揮します。

今作はチルめでスムースなものが中心のビートと、Curren$yのラップが抜群の相性を見せた快作に仕上がっています。G好きの方は是非。

3. Pound in the Sky

煌びやかでレイドバックした曲。

ファンキーなベースと弾けるスネアが印象的なビートで、Curren$yがトロトロのラップを聴かせる良曲です。アウトロのピアノソロなど、多くの仕掛けも楽しめます。

4. Round 3 Times

例の高音シンセが効いたメロウ路線。

クールなエレピとシンセの鳴りにG好きは悶絶必至です。シンセの動きがたまりません。

5. Big Yacht Music Pt. 1 Feat. Larry June

80年代R&B的なズビズビしたシンセを使った曲。

Curren$yのゆるゆるのラップはもちろんですが、客演のLarry Juneのどこかファニーなラップが素晴らしいです。ゆるい歌も完璧。

6. Gambling Shack Feat. T.Y.

少しルイジアナっぽさも漂うGファンク。

うにょうにょしたベースと例の高音シンセが印象的なビートで、同じタイプの持ち味のT.Y.と絡む好曲です。G好きの方にはたまらないと思います。

10. Funny Money Feat. Problem, Chevy Woods & Marilyn

XL Middletonもプロデュースに関与。

いかにも西海岸Gらしい煌びやかなGファンク路線の曲です。女性ラッパーのMarilynによるフックがキュート。ヴァースではChevy Woodsがベストです。

[audio-fixation]

Trae Tha Truth, “Can’t Get Close” (visual)

Check it out.