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vemuabhi · 3 years ago

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I Ship Us - Oikawa Tooru

“Today might be the chance to grasp the chance to let your talent bloom. Maybe tomorrow, the day after, or next year… Maybe even when you’re thirty. I’m not sure if physique has anything to do with it, but if you think that it will never come, it probably never will.”

– Oikawa Tooru

Annyong Haseyo!! The summer event of @tooweirdforyou is open, Please join it if you can! This is my part for it. Damn this is my first time writing for Haikyuu and I am so happy to write for this event and also for Oikawa. I have a thing for jerks. and he is becoming one of my favourite jerks.

Pairing : Oikawa Tooru X Fem! Reader

Word count : 1.8K

Warnings : None, its all fluff

Summary : Oikawa never forgot you from your first meeting. After days, he meets you again in a beach. Will he be lucky enough to ask you out?

A/N : I head canon Oikawa as a mess when he is in front of his crush. so... I’m sorry if its too OOC. Please give this one shot a try!

I was listening to Butter by BTS and Trust me I love it!! Its released today and I am so smitten by it. Please give it a shot, you wont regret it.

“Iwa chan, I told you we could win todays match”, Oikawa wiped the sweat off his neck with the white towel in his hands.

Today Aoba Johsai had a practice match with Fukuoka Gakuen and Oikawa lead the team to the victory. The sky turned into the beautiful orange colour and the team decided to go home for the day.

Oikawa ran towards Iwazumi and placed his arm around his shoulders. “So let me continue the story from before Iwa chan, that fan was so into me and wanted to date me and I-”

“Um, excuse me”, A voice made Oikawa to stop his story for which Iwazumi was greatful. They turned around and saw you. Your eyes lit up seeing them so close. Especially that adorable player that you always admired for a long while. The captain realised you were a fangirl instantly as he saw the stars in your eyes.

Oikawa stepped towards you and said, “Ah, I’m sorry but, I am tired and can’t give you my sign right now”

“Actually, I didn’t come here to get your sign but, Iwazumi Hajime san’s”, you replied and Oikawa froze in his place while Iwazumi’s eyes widened. It was the first time where a person came towards him to take his sign and the first one who straight up said it to Oikawa, who always teased Iwa having no fans.

You went towards Iwazumi and took his sign, while all this time, Oikawa stayed like a stone. You smiled widely looking at the sign and after thanking him, you left. Iwazumi looked at Oikawa who was still staring at your back as you walked away. That was the first time, Oikawa felt his heart skip a beat for something outside Volleyball.

“Oye! DumbassKawa!! What happened?”, he said shaking him rigorously. The setter turned to his friend and saw the proud smile on his face.

“So, now you can’t say I don’t have any fans ShittyKawa”, he said and then saw that his captain’s cheeks turned red like a tomato. “Iwa chan, I don’t know why but, my heart is beating like crazy fast”, he confessed. Iwazumi understood what happened immediately and chuckled, making his captain even more confused.

“Wha… What happened Iwa chan? Why are you laughing?”, he asked without any clue. Iwazumi turned to him and said, “Looks like someone got a crush”. Then it hit Oikawa like a ton of bricks. He was definitely in many, like many relationships and just got dumped that morning. But it didn’t affect him in any way. ‘So… this is how a having a crush feels like’, he thought.

“And… don’t even make me mention those red cheeks of yours DumbKawa”, Oikawa’s thoughts were broken as Iwazumi stated and walked away from him.

“Ah!! Iwa chan! Wait for me”, the setter ran behind his best friend to catch up with him. But he wondered how to even see you again? Would you even appear before him? He didn’t even knew your name nor your high school name. He sighed and walked towards his house after he and Iwazumi took separate paths.

Even after many days, Oikawa didn’t forget about you but he didn’t let this bother his concentration towards the game. As they won another match, the volleyball team decided to go to beach to celebrate their win.

The gang went to the beach after dropping their bags in the hotel. They were so hyped up when they saw the beach before them. They all got chaotic and played in the water. As some of them played with a beach ball.

That night after having a great meal, everyone slept peacefully except for one. Oikawa couldn’t sleep, so he left the place and started to walk in the beach aimlessly. The beauty of the beach increased much more at night. It was calmer and peaceful, which lacked in Oikawa’s life as he was always surrounded by cheers and claps.

As he walked he caught a glimpse of a person eating Popsicle. A lady, when he observed carefully. It could be because of his footsteps that made him to have eye contact with yours. His eyes widened at your sight, his heart started to beat faster and his cheeks turned red. This was so unexpected and he didn’t even imagine running into you here. He almost searched every high school he went for matches. Hoping you’d be in any and would come to meet Iwazumi again.

You recognised him and muttered, “Aoba Johsai Oikawa?!”, the moment he heard his name coming from your lips, he had to take even deeper breaths to maintain posture and not faint because you were here for real.

“You okay?”, you enquired as you moved closer to him as he seemed like in pain to you. He nodded his head and gave you a small smile. ‘TALK TO HER!!!!’, his head was exploding but, for the first time in life, Oikawa couldn’t talk.

“Great then. Need company captain?”, you asked and placed the Popsicle near your lips and stared at the sea.

He took the chance and stood beside you. ‘AHHH!!! She called me Captain! That’s so adorable! What should I talk? How should I talk’, his mind and heart were playing games with him till you initiated a conversation.

“Do you wanna have this?”, you asked as you offered him another popsicle which you had in your bag. He stayed still and didn’t answer making it awkward. Actually he was a mess, he didn’t even believe his eyes. You, his first and the biggest crush was now offering him a Popsicle.

“So… you don’t want?”, you raised an eyebrow at him as you started to pull your hand away but he stopped you.

“Wait!! I’ll take it!” he exclaimed as he looked into your eyes. You chuckled and handed him the Popsicle. He couldn’t even think properly now. ‘Ah great! I messed up’, he thought as he looked the sand underneath him.

“Its beautiful isn’t it”, you said and his eyes landed on you. He followed your gaze to the sea and smiled softly.

“Its peaceful and calming, that’s why I like the ocean so much. At night its beauty even increases”, you said making his smile even wider, because he thought the same.

“Especially the stars make it even prettier”, at last he said a proper sentence without messing up making you turn towards him. “That’s what I thought too”, you smiled at him not knowing, how much of an effect you had on him.

“So, what are you doing here?”

“Ah! My… My team won a match and we thought of celebrating so we came here. We will leave after a couple of days though… what are you doing here? Isn’t it dangerous this late at night”, he enquired wanting to know the answer. But internally he was grateful to meet you here.

“My friend’s brother had a beach wedding yesterday and she invited me too. I’ll leave tomorrow though. So I thought to look at the beach one more time before I left”, you answered and continued, “Maybe I really should go back now”, you said looking back at the hotel and he didn’t fail to notice it too.

“Let… let me drop you”, he said and walked with you towards the hotel. Still eating the Popsicle. “You people are really amazing players Oikawa san”, you said taking your last bite of the ice pop.

He heard this compliment from many people, but yours made a difference to him. He was on cloud nine when you said that.

“Thanks. May... I ask for your name”, he desperately needed to know about you.

“I’m Y/N L/N”, you replied making him light up.

“So, L/N san, Can I ask you what place you study at?”, he wanted to get as many answers as possible. Because he was scared. Scared that you may not appear again.

“Ah, its Fukuoka Gakuen, the place where we first met. Maybe you don’t remem-”

“I Remember!!! So, that was your high school”, he cursed himself for not guessing it, or even asking advice from Iwa chan.

“Woah! I’m surprised that you do”, you said as you gave him acknowledged look making him blush and smile at the same time as he ate the last bite of his ice pop.

“Ah, So… We are here”, you said as you stopped at the entrance of the hotel and but he got dejected at how soon you guys reached the place and how he had to let you go now.

“Thanks for accompanying me Oikawa san”, you said and walked towards the hotel. But suddenly you felt a strong grip on your wrist making you stop and look back. Oikawa was looking down but was trying to say something. His grip was strong but wasn’t harsh or hurting.

“Y/N san, do you think, if I come to your school, will you meet me?”, he didn’t look at you as he asked that.

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard it but, you had to reply, “Why does the Mr. Popular want to even meet me?”, you asked only for him to get closer to you. You knew he was taller than you, but… with him this close, you couldn’t avoid noticing that. You realised how the articles about him were all true on how handsome and well-built he was.

Oikawa looked deep into your eyes and replied, “I never once forgot about you from the day we met. Trust me, I wanna take you out. I’m worried if I even will get another chance, so please tell me”, it seemed more like pleading in the end.

You gulped and nodded, “I’ll meet you, if you come to my school”, and failing to hide your blush you covered your face with your other hand. He lit up and thanked you. After he let your hand go, he tricked you to give your number to him by using puppy eyes at you. Damn it was impossible for you to say no to him at that point.

He waited for you to get into the hotel before walking towards his hotel. He felt warmth in his heart as he looked at your number in his phone. And you also felt your heart beat becoming faster as you thought about him.

The next day you did get a text from him telling you to save his number too. And from then you messaged each other. And after 4 days he even came to your school to meet you. Damn you got stares from many people but neither you nor he cared, because it was turning into something just as the beautiful as the sea view you saw together.

You both walked side by side with each other as he sneakily slid his hand into yours and linked fingers together. When you gave him a questioning gaze, he just smiled brightly and walked ahead. “I ship us”, he murmured making you blush even more. It was definitely turning into something beautiful.

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taegis-gf · 4 years ago

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Forbidden - Part 3

Dealer!yoongi x Reader

Warnings ➜ smut, oral (f receiving), non-protected sex, some light choking, some angst and a little fluffy, yoongi got beat up a little :(

Summary ➜ You never meant to lock eyes with the beautiful stranger at Namjoon’s house party, you also didn’t mean to completely fall for him, knowing exactly how dangerous it was.

Word Count ➜ 6.5K

NB: if drug-taking in fics isn’t for you/or makes you uncomfortable, also reader is literally getting with a drug dealer, so if any of this isn't for you - please don’t read!

Notes ➜ hey. guys hehe i hope u enjoy this im in a little bit of a rut with it as i dont even really know where im taking it yet, thank u for being patient with me and lmk what u think ! also sorry for any spelling errors!!

PART1 | PART2 | PART3

The next few days passed without you hearing a word from Yoongi. You had refrained from texting him, always being too stubborn for your own good, plus he definitely didn’t deserve a text from you, However, from the way he had been ghosting you, you had assumed he probably didn’t even care or notice that you were mad at him.

You had gotten past the sad stage of it all and had now reached anger, what had you been thinking jumping into bed with someone you barely knew?

It hadn’t felt like that at the time though, you had thought you and Yoongi had a connection.

Why did it feel so right when he was with you, why did you two click so well?

And why the hell couldn’t you stop thinking about him?

He was making your life hard, consuming every thought, you had barely got your essay submitted in time and when you did you were pretty sure it didn’t even make any sense, just a spew of words on a document that you wanted out of your sight so you go back to wallowing in self-pity about some boy.

You admittedly had not left your dorm since Jungkook had spoken to you, that was 2 days ago and you really needed to get Yoongi out of your mind instead of lying in your bed and just thinking.

You were driving yourself crazy admittedly, and you knew you were being dramatic, it wasn’t like Yoongi even owed you anything, the two of you were only at the beginning of something that didn’t even have a label yet.

However, you just wanted something even if it was a ‘I never wanna see you again’, at least it would be some sort of closure.

The sound of your phone ringing instantly made you jump, the silence being so harshly interrupted it scared you half to death.

You closed your eyes for a moment before flipping your phone over only to feel major disappointment when you saw it wasn’t Yoongi’s name on your screen.

You answered anyway with a heavy heart.

“Hey Tae, what’s up?” You asked.

“What’s up?! You haven’t responded to me in 3 days, what’s up with you?” He asked, his tone sounded concerned and you could only smile sadly at the compassion your friend seemed to have for you.

“Nothing Tae I’ve just been distracted with work you know?”

You could hear him sighing softly before he spoke again.

“I’m calling to let you know we’re all going over to Joon’s, if you would read the damn groupchat I wouldn’t be calling you.”

You scoffed at the curt tone he used with you but you knew he didn’t mean it in a bad way.

“Joon’s? I’m not really in the mood for a party Tae-“

“It’s not a party,” Taehyung said, cutting you off. “It’ll just be the 7 of us babe. Please come, I miss you.”

“How many time have I told you to stop calling me that?” You asked rolling your eyes at the wall.

“Just say you’ll come? I can even come get you.” Taehyung offered.

You supposed it was better than wallowing in your bed another day.

“Yeah fine okay, I’ll come.” You said.

“Good I’m glad, I’ll come get you in about an hour, get dressed I’ll ring you when I’m outside.”

With a quick 'goodbye' Taehyung hung up and you decided to get up and make yourself look human.

You opted for no makeup and just some simple sweats, you knew you and the guys would probably just be watching a movie so you didn’t see the point in dressing up any more than that, although you couldn’t count how many times a simple hangout had been a ruse to get you to a party.

Taehyung called you again to inform you he was waiting outside, so you quickly grabbed your phone and coat and left your dorm as quick as you could.

When you finally reached outside you saw Taehyung’s car and made a beeline, opening the door and jumping in you plastered a smile on your face hoping it would take away from the prying questions you assumed Taehyung had lined up.

“Hey Tae, thanks for coming to get me, a cab to Joon’s is so fucking expensive and I know I’m super out of the way, so I appreciate it.”

Taehyung scoffed. “Please, you know I would come to get you even if you were 500 miles out of the way, what are friends for?” He stated as he started up the engine.

The drive was silent for the most part, you were surprised as you had expected Taehyung to go into full-blown interrogation mode on why you’d been ignoring everyone, but he didn’t, maybe he was waiting on you coming to him, if that was the case he’d be waiting a long ass time.

As he pulled up and you both went inside your heart warmed at the sight of your friends all talking and laughing with each other, you hadn’t seen them like this in a while and it almost made you tear up.

“Hey guys.” You said as you kicked off your shoes and took a spot on the sofa in between Jungkook and Taehyung as he had decided to follow you and sit wherever you were going.

“Hey Y/N, we all thought you were dead.” Hoseok said as stuffed a handful of chips into his mouth.

Everyone else murmured in agreement with a few sly comments about ignored messages and calls.

You closed your eyes and decided the best thing to do was to state you’d had a lot of work to catch up on and that becoming a recluse was the only way you would get it all finished.

You didn’t miss the way Jungkook side-eyed you but simply chose to not look his way for the sake of saving yourself the judgemental looks about your obvious lying to your best friends.

“Come onnnnnnn. Will someone put on a good horror movie already, and Joon please throw me a beer.” Taehyung called.

Everyone got settled as a movie was picked and the lights were switched off.

That was when your phone decided to vibrate in your pocket.

You slipped it halfway out just trying to glance at the notification and your heart jumped when you saw the name on the screen.

Notification: Yoongi: iMessage(s) 1

You muttered some excuse about needing to pee, and jumped off the sofa to run upstairs, needing to compose yourself before you unlocked your phone.

8:37PM

Yoongi: hey i cant even begin to explain how sorry I am…i understand 100% if you don’t want to speak to me again

You watched as you saw the typing dots disappear and reappear as you stared at your phone. Then another message came through.

Yoongi: i really wanted to call you but i was afraid you’d be too mad and wouldn’t pick up so please if theres even a chance you’ll speak to me again - call me. If u don’t i undertsand and i wont bother you anymore.. i feel so stupid Y/N you don’t deserve this

Your heart was beating at about a million miles per hour as you reread his messages over and over. You had absolutely no idea how to approach this.

You decided now was not the best time to call him, you were just going to have to wait it out and call him when you got back to your dorm.

You decided you’d leave him on read for now, he’d left you waiting for nearly 3 days, he could wait 3 hours for your reply.

As you walked back into the room with your friends you sat beside Taehyung and he let you cuddle up next to him, he began gently playing with your hair as you tried your best to lie down, Jungkook patted his lap as an indication you could spread your legs out and rest them on his own and you smiled as he put an arm over them.

You felt incredibly loved by your friends in that moment, tears threatening to spill as the simple comforts they were providing so naturally to you, meant so much in that moment.

You felt a little guilty at your unwillingness to tell them how upset you were, you trusted them with so much and they trusted you just as equally. But things were confusing for you at the moment and you wouldn’t even know where to start.

You looked up to see Jungkook looking at you with concern, he obviously knew a lot more than the rest of them but he didn’t know just how much Yoongi was affecting you at that particular moment.

You smiled reassuringly at him and he gave your thigh a small squeeze before you both turned back to the movie.

You hadn’t realised just how tired you were until Taehyung was gently shaking you awake, alerting you that the movie was over and even though no one was leaving or anything he offered to bring you home.

You shook your head at his offer telling him you would just get a taxi home and that he should stay and enjoy the rest of the night, he had smiled at you softly asking about 5 times if you were sure and you had laughed excusing yourself to the bathroom before he could argue with you anymore.

You found yourself in the same position, just leaning against the door staring at the messages Yoongi had sent a few hours ago, you felt groggy from the sleep and in your haze you decided that calling him and getting this over with would be the best thing to do, you weren’t thinking clearly, but then again, you never were when it came to him.

As you listened to the ringing tone you began to feel your anxiety building, you weren’t even sure what you were going to say to him or even sure how you felt towards him, yeah sure you were upset but did you even have any right to be mad at him?

It wasn’t like Yoongi was your boyfriend or anything, he didn’t owe you anything.

He picked up on the third ring an anxious and quick “Hello?” sounded from his end, like he was afraid he was going to miss the call.

“Hey…” You said, unsure of where to go with it.

“Jesus Y/N I am sorry, you must think I’m such an asshole. I wa-”

“Do you like me Yoongi?” You cut him off.

“Wh-what?” Yoongi asked, he sounded unsure, like he was afraid he would say the wrong thing.

“Do you like me?” You asked again, slower.

“Yes of course Y/N, I like you a lot.”

“Okay, do you see me as someone you can just fuck and I’ll come running when you call? Because believe me Yoongi you really are talking to the wrong girl if that’s what you think this is.”

You weren’t sure where your bold attitude was coming from, you suppose you’d been holding in a lot of feelings the past few days regarding the situation, but for some reason, it was coming out as anger and with a hint of sass.

“Jesus – no, no Y/N that is so not what I’m thinking this is, you know that right? Fuck I didn’t mean to leave it so long to talk to you, but there was an emergency and I had to leave town to do something and I only got back tonight and I’m sorry, please know I'm sorry.” You could hear the pleading in his voice, the genuine asking for forgiveness.

Your knees felt weak and you weren’t sure why but all you wanted was to see him, to tell him it was all okay and you forgive him.

But a part of you wanted to stand your ground, you didn’t want to seem like a pushover who was going to roll over because he sounded like he was sorry, this was only a phone call, you couldn’t even look him in the eyes or anything.

“Can you pick me up and we can talk?” You asked, you wanted to see him, ask him what exactly was going on.

“Yes of course, you’re not at your dorm?” He asked the question harmlessly but you felt he was a little nervous.

“No actually I’m with the guys at Namjoon’s house, I can send you the address if you can’t remember..”

“I remember Y/N. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

And with that he hung up, eager to see him - but still feeling cautious - you left the bathroom to tell the guys you were going to wait outside for your taxi.

They all hugged you goodbye and you definitely noticed how Jungkook lingered for that extra few seconds.

He could sense something was wrong with you, but he knew to wait until you came to him with your problems.

As you stood at Namjoon’s garden gate a pair of headlights began approaching slowly and you knew it was him. He stopped outside and you ran to his car door, trying to avoid any of the guys from seeing that it wasn’t just an ordinary taxi you were going home in.

It smelt like a new car inside and you turned to face the driver, he looked over at you with an awkward smile and that’s when you saw the extremely dark black eye that covered his right eye. You covered your hand with your mouth trying not to audibly gasp.

“Yoongi! Oh my god are you okay?” You reached out, wanting to touch his face but realised that wasn’t the best idea before dropping your hand again.

Your anger at him now replaced with worry, you scanned his face further to see his slightly busted lip as well.

“Y/N, I promise you it’s not as bad as it looks. Can we talk about this when we get to my place?” He asked, placing a hand on your thigh he gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Your place?” You asked, confused.

“Yeah…only if you want, it’s just that it’s closer to here and I thought you wanted to talk.”

You were nodding, your stomach trying to suppress the nerves that were bubbling up at the idea of going to his place this first time as you also tried to process everything that was already happening.

“Okay, yeah let’s do that.” You said.

Neither of you spoke again the entire ride.

When Yoongi finally pulled up into the carpark of a luxury apartment complex you stared in disbelief. This was where he lived?

He makes a lot of money doing what he does you quickly reminded yourself, suddenly embarrassed at size and quality of your dorm room.

You followed him inside and stopped at the entrance completely in shock at the sheer size and beauty of his apartment.

You shook yourself, you were here for one thing.

“Take a seat please, Y/N.” He said motioning at the large plush sofa.

You took a seat but watched as Yoongi stood examining you.

“Aren’t you gonna sit?” You asked the atmosphere was tense, awkward, you couldn’t even sense Yoongi’s mood, he was just looking at you, expressionless.

You looked back at him, you were starting to feel frustrated.

“So what? We’re just going to sit here in silence, scratch that, you’ll stand, I’ll sit?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I’m sorry,” Yoongi replied.

“What?” You asked, your eyes shooting up to look at him, you knew he had to be in pain with his eye and you felt a twinge of guilt for being annoyed with him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t call or text, I know I left you in your room like that – after we had just…I’m sorry Y/N.” He sighed heavily, finally taking a seat beside you.

“Just tell me what happened, I’m an understanding person Yoongi, but I don’t think I can do this if you’re just going to keep disappearing on me…”

You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him now he was closer, you decided the floor was the best place to look at in that moment.

“It was an emergency…it’s stupid, rivalry is a very real thing in this business. I got into a fight with some guy when I went down there. One of my friends was seriously threatened by some people and we had to go down there and deal with it.” He explained, you didn’t want the specifics really and you were glad he wasn’t giving it to you.

“Yoongi…you’re like - I mean - do you really think you’re the best guy for that sort of thing?” You were half teasing him, but also very worried, this wasn’t something that happened a lot, was it?

Yoongi scoffed out a small laugh.

“I’m not usually the guy that handles situations Y/N, I just had to go down there to talk it out with some people.”

You shuddered, you hated this, hated that this was his life.

Yoongi gently placed a hand on your thigh and you allowed him to keep it there, finally looking back up at him.

“Jesus Y/N, I’m sorry for leaving you like that, I would never do anything like that to you on purpose…please forgive me?”

You knew he was sorry, you could feel that he was sorry.

You whispered out a soft ‘I forgive you’.

You knew it was weak of you but you seemed to be at your weakest when Yoongi was looking at you like you meant the world to him.

Yoongi let out a sigh of relief, a small smile on his face, but he winced in pain as the smile opened up the wound on his lip.

“Let me get you something for that.” You said, standing.

You could use the distraction more than anything as you asked him where the bathroom was and grabbed a damp cloth and some tissue.

You sat down turning your body to face him you lightly dabbed at the wound and cringed a litte in sympathy when he hissed in pain.

“Hold the tissue to it so it doesn’t bleed again.” you said as you folded it up and handed it to him.

“Do you have any ice? It’ll help your eye..” You asked as you went to get up again.

He simply nodded, and pointed to the freezer, allowing you to worry and take care of him.

You sat back down again with a small makeshift ice pack, and told him to lay down so you could place it over his eye, he protested a little but it didn’t take much to coerce him.

“I’m seriously not even in that bad of shape Y/N, you should see the other guy.” He said, laughing a little but then immediately stopping as the pain in his lip stung.

You rolled your eyes at him, knowing he was joking but it did make your stomach twist with nerves at the same time, what if this had been a lot more serious?

When you didn’t speak he reached over for the remote to turn the T.V on, you supposed he couldn’t handle the tense silence you were giving in return for his bad joke.

As he searched about Netflix he spoke again “I have to say, I do think you’d make a pretty sexy nurse.” He joked again and this time you cracked a smile, unable to stop yourself from scoffing out a laugh.

“Are you seriously flirting with me right now?” You asked, sitting back down on his couch you lifted his legs to allow them to rest on your lap, a simple gesture to show him you didn’t completely hate him.

He laughed a little, a genuine laugh and you found yourself laughing too.

“Put a movie on, keep the ice on your eye and shut up!” You said through laughter.

You did end up watching a movie, the night got more and more comfortable as Yoongi decided to order takeout and bring out blankets to the couch.

As you both cuddled up to each other your hand absent-mindedly playing with his as you watched the movie, it was an incredibly intimate thing to do but it felt so natural you could barely keep the smile off your face.

As the movie was coming to an end you began yawning announcing it was getting late and you should get back to your dorm, but as you made a move Yoongi’s brought his arm around your waist tightly a small ‘don’t go’ escaping from his lips.

You sighed, you wanted to stay over if you were being honest but was it really the best idea?

“I don’t know Yoongi….I don’t even have a change of clothes or anything.”

Yoongi pulled you him closer to him and you let yourself relax into his touch.

“I’ll lend you something to sleep in. Please Y/N. I’ve missed you.”

And with those 3 word’s he didn’t even need to say anymore.

You let out a sigh of content. “Yes Yoongi I’ll stay.”

He got up, asking you to follow him to his room.

You obliged, following after him to the nearest door. He opened it up and motioned for you to wait on his bed while he found you something comfortable.

You looked around at the unfamiliar room, the first thing you noticed was how clean it was, that was unusual for a guy his age it was simple, his sheets white and his room plain you looked around in awe.

You weren’t sure what you had been expecting if you were being honest, but as you were about to comment he was suddenly standing in front of you, a black tee and a pair of basketball shorts in hand.

You smiled up at him “Thank you Yoongi.”

“That door there is the bathroom.” he said pointing to an ensuite inside his own room.

You nodded going in and when you shut the door behind you you let out a long sigh.

You were really going to stay here tonight.

As you got changed you realised the t-shirt he had given you was long enough to ignore the shorts he had given you.

Folding your own clothes and leaving them on top of his wash basket you grabbed your phone for a quick glance before you returned to him.

A notification from Jungkook.

11:12PM

JK: I hope you’re okay you seemed a little off tonight, please remember you can talk to me about anything.

You smiled, feeling your heart swell at the loving message you typed a quick reply with a thank you and lots of heart emojis.

As you left the bathroom you saw Yoongi awkwardly standing like he wasn’t quite sure what to do with himself.

He looked up at you and you saw him eyeing your body, his eyes travelling up your bare legs, you felt the heat of his gaze taking you all in and you couldn’t help but revel in the feeling that you had that effect on him.

“I’ll – um – take the couch, you sleep here.” You could tell he was distracted over your lack of clothes but he cleared his throat and began to leave.

“Yoongi.” You called and stopped him in his tracks.

“Thank you for being such a gentleman.” You giggled.

You heard him scoff a laugh before walking out of the room, some sort of pyjamas in hand.

So here you were, left alone in Min Yoongi’s bedroom.

You werent exactly sure what you should be doing, should you just go to sleep?

As if it were that easy…

You felt giddy as you got under the covers, his bed was huge compared to your single in your dorm.

You tried to relax and calm a little remembering you were technically meant to be trying to sleep, you reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, shrouding yourself in darkness.

You decided to scroll through your phone for a while trying to think about other things and definitely not how badly you wanted to go out there and ask Yoongi to come back.

Your intentions weren’t even of a sexual nature, you simply just wanted him to lay with you, you wanted to fall asleep in his arms – something you hadn’t got the chance to do yet.

After about 20 minutes of tossing and turning and checking every social media platform you decided to take a deep breath and just go ask him, you were nervous that he wouldn’t even want to but then again he was letting you stay in his room after all.

You slowly tiptoed across the floor, afraid in case he was already sleeping you quietly opened the door.

You realised you couldn’t even tell with as you could only see the back of the couch and not his form, you decided to half shout half whisper, praying he was awake anyway.

“Yoongi!”

He head came into view as he sat up from the couch, looking wide awake and a little confused.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, a look of concern crossing his features.

“Yeah…” You realised just how shy and nervous you actually felt as you continued speaking.

“Will you come sleep beside me Yoongi please?”

You saw a small smile appear on his face, “Of course, I’m super glad you asked, I wanted to ask but I thought you would see it as creepy or something.”

You rolled your eyes smacking him on the shoulder as he got closer.

“Your whole dick has been inside me but you think cuddling is as the creepy thing to offer?!” You asked, eyes widening in shock a little.

Yoongi held his hands up in defence as he followed you to the bed both of you climbing in on either sides.

“I don’t know…” He trailed off looking at you as you now lay beside one another.

“I guess I thought you were still mad at me.”

You sighed a little and looked at him scanning his face and frowned a little at the black eye that adorned his beautiful features.

“I hate that someone hurt you Yoongi.” You said, you hadn’t really meant to say it aloud.

Both your faces were close looking at each other in comfortable silence, a small pout forming on his lips at your statement he leaned in and gave you the smallest of pecks, it was so sweet and tender you felt like you heart was going to beat out of your chest as heat formed across your cheeks.

“Let’s go to sleep Y/N.”

You nodded, leaning in a little closer to him and shutting your eyes after whispering a soft ‘goodnight’.

You woke up feeling too hot, far too hot. As you took in your surroundings and remembered where you were you smiled at the reason for your warmth, realising Yoongi had pulled you in and draped his arm over your waist in the middle of the night. You felt comfortable in his arms, having one of the best sleeps you’ve had in a long time, your worries felt at ease for once and you just simply felt in the moment with him.

You slowly shifted until you were turned to face him, he pouted a little in his sleep at the disruption and you couldn’t help but smile harder, placing a soft kiss on his pout you watched as his eyes fluttered open slowly, confusion on his face as he tried to take in what sensation had just woken him up.

He smiled when he saw you looking at him, stretching his limbs and letting out a long yawn.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked.

“Mmmm yes I did, I really like waking up next to you…” He said, his handing tracing absent-minded patterns on your arm.

“Me too…” You trailed off feeling a little sad that this wasn’t going to be a permanent thing.

“Your eye looks a little better, I think it’s starting to heal.” You said reaching out to touch his face gently.

“Hm you don’t think it’s sexy? Like in a 'wow I’m a big sexy bad boy' way?.”

You couldn’t roll your eyes hard enough turning away from him only to have him whine and pull you back to face him.

“Yeah that whine sounds so bad boy.” You said giggling as he pulled you closer and began kissing your neck.

“Hmmmm, you smell amazing.” He said nuzzling further into your neck with a groan.

You felt yourself begin to grow a little hot at the noise, his lips leaving a hot trail down to your collarbone.

You let out a pleased noise.

“Hmm you like that baby?” He asked beginning to move his body so he was hovering over yours, his mouth kissing lower.

You let out a noise of approval feeling too hot and worked up to speak.

His hands found your hips and he slowly pushed up the t-shirt you were wearing his hands gliding along your warm skin.

As he pushed it up further you helped him, pulling it off you completely leaving you in only your underwear.

Yoongi let out a groan at the picture of your almost naked body in front of him resting his forehead on your stomach trying to compose himself for a moment as the mere sight of you was making him go a little crazy.

You let out a whine “Yoongi do something. Please.”

He looked back up at you a smirk on his face, “Now who’s whining babe?”

You let out a scoff quickly followed by a sharp gasp as his mouth latched onto your nipple.

His tongue teasing and sucking you could feel the wetness pooling at your core.

You wanted to squeal a little, the frustration of how teasingly slow he was going was making you feel crazy.

As he took his time, making sure to kiss every inch of your body by the time he got close to where you needed him most you were a writhing mess.

“Yoongi please.” You gasped out when he kissed the inside of your thigh, merely a few centimetres away from you soaked panties.

“Tell me what you want baby. I’ll give it to you.” He said planting another soft kiss even closer this time.

You suddenly felt a little embarrassed, you don't think you’d ever begged to get your pussy ate before.

“I want…your tongue on me, fuck please.” You breathed out, hardly able to think straight.

Yoongi put his hands to the hem of your panties silently asking you to raise your hips and you did allowing him to pull them off.

You let out a yelp when Yoongi pushed your thighs further apart so he had a full view of your leaking core.

You let out a low whine of embarrassment trying to close your thighs a little but Yoongi had a strong grip.

“Sorry I’m staring, your pussy is beautiful though…”

You immediately brought your hand up to your face not believing the words coming out of his mouth.

“Yoongi shut up!” You said from behind your hands.

Yoongi laughed a little bringing his head down, you nearly moaned at the feeling of his breath on your core.

“Please.” Was all you whispered out, so beyond desperate for some sort of relief you were clenching around nothing.

Yoongi’s tongue slowly licked up until he started slowly licking at your clit, giving it all his attention.

You moaned, absolutely in bliss at the feeling, but you needed something more.

“Yoongi your fingers please…”

His cock twitched at that, hardening further at your words, did you know what you were doing to him?

He happily obliged, slowly slipping a finger inside you, pumping in and out before adding a second, stretching you out further.

As he kept up his assault on your clit, you didn’t think you’d ever felt an orgasm approach you this fast before, the familiar pressure building in record time.

“Yoongi oh my god – I think – I think I’m gonna come, please don’t stop, please.”

As he listened, knowing you were close he picked up the pace, pumping his fingers faster and sucking on your clit a little bit harsher.

“Fuck!” You half yelled along with a moan, turning your head to the side and closing your eyes as you let your orgasm wash over you, your whole body felt heavy as you came down, the whole time Yoongi’s tongue never left you slowly working you through it.

“Yoongi.” You said, breathing heavily. “Get back up here.”

You turned back as he slowly moved back up so his face was facing yours again a smile on his face.

You placed your hands on either side of his face, feeling like your heart could burst at the sight of the man in front of you, pulling his face to yours so you could kiss him rather than say something stupid.

Yoongi groaned a little as his hard-on brushed against you, he must’ve been in need of some serious relief.

You felt an immediate pulse of fresh pleasure at the thought of him getting hard at the action of eating you out.

“Yoongi…want…you to fuck me.” You said between short kisses.

Yoongi smirked at you.

“Really?” He asked feigning innocence and you honestly could’ve rolled your eyes at his teasing if you weren’t so turned on.

“Yes baby please, want you to fuck me so hard Yoongi and I know your big dick will fill me right up.” You said trying to sound as seductive as possible, you could play this game if he wanted too.

Yoongi just stared for a second as his brain buffered not believing the filth coming from you.

“Fuck.” Was all he said as he began kissing your neck again and this time you felt him fishing his cock out of his underwear.

Lining up at your entrance, he stopped just short of pushing in.

“Tell me how bad you want it baby and I’ll give it to you.”

Fuck he was going to be the death of you.

“Yoongi please, I need you so bad, need you to fill me up…”

And with that, he plunged into you bottoming out immediately.

You gasped at the pressure, your head falling back and your eyes almost rolling into the back of your head.

“Jesus fuck!” You yelled as he continued thrusting at such a relentless pace he had to grab you by the hips to stop your body from moving farther up the bed.

“Tell me what you want baby… harder, faster?” He asked, his breathing laboured as he tried to keep his pace up.

“Fuck yes oh my god I’ll come so fast like this.” You said your voice practically vibrating with how hard he was fucking you.

“Yeah?” He said his hand moving further up your body he stopped just short of your throat eyeing you up.

You had a feeling he was little too nervous to ask what he wanted but you knew just what was on his mind and you loved the idea.

“Yoongi choke me.” You gasped out.

“Please choke me a little, please? It’ll feel so good.”

Yoongi’s hip stuttered a little at your words his eyes widening in shock, he nearly came right there breathing deep, trying to compose himself.

“Yeah? Are you sure?” He asked.

You nodded like a crazy woman. “Yes.” You breathed out, not finding any more energy to speak, you could feel your orgasm coming.

His hand slowly snaked up your body until it was resting at your neck he slowly wrapped his fingers around it, applying light pressure.

“Baby... you need to tell me if it’s too much okay?”

You nodded at him again.

His fingers squeezed a little harder as he began fucking in you again as lightning speed.

You closed your eyes letting him choke and fuck you however he wanted, you were in a state of bliss as the familiar knot in your stomach was so close to snapping.

He didn’t choke you too hard always alternating between some pressured squeezes and releasing again.

“Feels so good.” You said when he eased up his pressure for a while.

“You wouldn’t believe how fucking hot you look like this baby…all spread out for me you’re so dirty baby, tell me... do the guys know what a little slut you are?”

Fuck.

You shook your head no.

“God if they could see you like this I think they would never recover.”

You weren’t sure where it came from but for a moment you pictured your 6 best friends watching you, and it sent you right over the edge.

“Yoongi I’m coming fuck, I’m coming!” You said as one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had tore its way through you.

Your core spasmed uncontrollably as you moaned, bringing Yoongi over the edge with you.

“Jesus christ.” He breathed out as he gathered up some strength to pull out of you and roll over to your side.

You laughed out loud as you turned to face him, unable to think straight you said the first thing that came to mind.

“That black eye still makes you look like a dumbass.”

It was Yoongi’s turn to laugh as you both tried to get your breathing under control.

“Come on, let’s get in the shower.”

You and Yoongi spent the rest of the day lazing around in his bed kissing and laughing, you had even given him a quick blowjob when you’d both gotten a little too handsy once again.

You didn’t think you could feel this way with someone but the absolute ease and comfort you felt being with him was indescribable.

As you both lay in his bed watching Netflix – although there wasn’t much watching – you heard the front door knock.

“Babe it must be the pizza, go open the door while I grab cash so he doesn’t leave.”

“I'm indecent!” You whined only wearing one of Yoongi’s shirts.

“Go give him a show!” He said winking at you as he went in search of his wallet.

You rolled you eyes getting up anyway not risking the delivery person getting fed up and actually leaving.

As you got to the door you made sure the t-shirt was pulled as far down as it would go.

You opened the door and swung it open “Hi can you wait –“

You froze.

“Y/N?”

Your eyes widened in shock.

You were standing face to face with none other than Jin.

#yoongi x reader #bts smut #yoongi smut #bts fanfic #yoongi fanfic #mine

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peachyblkdemonslayer · 4 years ago

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Making my Way to you Chapter 6

God this is going to suck

Sero thought to himself as he and Amelia as far as they could from the hero team. The building they entered was a generic one, about 5 floors from what he can tell. As they ran Amelia asked them what the plan was for them.

"Uh well I'm not much of a planner if I'm being honest with you" he laughed nervously. She furrowed her brow a bit at that.

"Hmm ok will well figure out something. Ok so were fighting Kirishima and Ojiro for this one. Their both hands to hands kind of guys so there's no way of getting around that" she pondered with her pointer finger and thumb in her chin.

"Yeah that is true my hand to hand not all that I more of a capture hero than anything." Sero said.

"Ok we can still use that to our advantage though, we either need to get the weapon or capture one of them that could be easy enough. How about you stand on guard and I'll go to them. Their probably thinking the same thing as we are plus you seem to be good at moving targets too"

Sero thought ove what she said. She was right at him being good with moving targets he would need to be to get the best use out of his quirk. Plus Amelia could do energy outlines with her quirk and that could take whoever's on guard for the weapon. Will he would just have to take her word on it.

"Yeah I'm good for that, if anything happens let me know. It's a good thing momo made this ear pieces for us huh?" Amelia smiled and nodded her agreement.

"Yeah keeping in contact with each other is easier for us this way. Alright I'm off wish me luck!" She waved to him as he turned the corner of the door and disappeared. Sighing he started to put tape all around the room to stop anything could cross the halfway point of the room.

After doing that he stood in a relaxed yet ready to fight stand with the door on his line of sight. As ten minutes passed he pressed on his ear piece on being greeted with heaving breathing.

"Hey Amelia is everything good??"

"Hah...man I need to...work on my stamina..fuck"

"Do you need help? Who are you fighting??"

"I'm fighting Kirishima"

Sero cursed under his breath at that. Kirishima is a solid fighter and with his quirk that makes him even more of a force to be reckoned with.

"But dont worry I'm trying to get him off his feet so just stand by just in case ok?"

"Yeah no problem" the signal cut off as he sighed once again as he waited.

They ended up winning that round well enough. Amelia and Kirishima had been really going at it from what the others said when they were watching them.

"Yeah dude Amelia nothing to mess with. She fights like a pro!!" Kaminari exclaimed.

He kinda wish he had the chance to see it if he was being honest. The mild shaking of the build did scary him a bit but still would have been cool to see. They had just one fight left to see and that being Kaminari and Jirou vs Momo and Niya.

"So how do you think this will turn out?" Sero asked Tsu. The frog girl out a finger to her chin as she pondered.

"I dont know Niya and Momo seem to be really smart. Though Kaminari lacking in that department his quirk isn't anything to mess with either. Plus Jirou can hear pretty far from what I can tell when we did our quirk exams. So it could go either way depending on what they do"

"Hmmm yeah that's true. I just hope that it wont get to intense. That fight with Midoriya and Bakugo was crazy." Sero rubbed the back of his head. Tsu nodded in agreement.

"Yeah that fight was crazy. And Midoriya breaking his arm like that was scary and kinda of gross" Toruu added.

"Hope hes ok though" Uraraka said in a somber tone. Sero night brother kicked up a bit at that and he put a hand in the shorter girl's shoulder. When she looked up at him he gave a smile.

"Hey dont worry to much she'll be ok. We have recovery girl so he wont be out for long I'm sure he'll be fine by the end of the day. Alright?"

Uraraka smiled, "Yeah your right!! Thanks Sero"

"Yeah no problem mija. Beside you wouldnt want to miss this fight. I'm curious to see who'll win in the end"

"Oh yeah look their starting!" She pointed at the huge monitor on the wall. They could see the split screen of the two teams Jirou was kneeling with her Jack in the wall.

Niya and Momo were on the third floor of the building standing by the door and seemed to be whispering from what he could tell. They did that for a couple minutes before stopping.

"What do you think their talking about?" Ojiro asked no one in particular.

"I would have to say maybe the advantage the hero team have over them. Momo has a very tactical mind and Niya doesn't seem like the type to just rush into a fight" Tokoyami commented. Most of the class agreed with him on that. Sero could see why All Might put those two on a team.

The two girls ran out the room down the hallway, Jirou took her jack out the wall and seemed to say to Kaminari that the other team was on the move.

"Hmmm I wonder if their just testing to see how far Jirou can hear" Iida said putting his thumb and pointer finger on his chin.

"More then likely yeah" Tsu chimed in.

Momo and Niya took a sharp turn when they got to the second floor just barely missing Kaminari and Jirou. When they got to the end of the hallway they stopped and looked around confused. Niya tapped Momos shoulder and said something that made the slightly taller girl eyes widened in shock for a second. Her eyes then sharpened into a look into determination before she nodded to Niya with a smile.

That smile must have been what she needed to go into action. At that moment she made her move to the other team position. Kaminari turned around to her as he stepped back from her in fear. Jirou extending her earlobe into her boot stereo to blow Niya away.

"Why is Niya fighting them by herself??" Uraraka asked.

"I dont know she maybe shes just buying Momo sometime I think she making something" Tokoyami answered. Sero eyes leaned on the bottom right screen of the monitor to see that momo was in fact leaned over and her face scrunched up in concentration. She skins was cracked around the item she was making, Sero couldn't make out what she was making.

Going back to the top screens Sero saw Jirou wet with water that he wasn't sure where it came from. Looking closely he saw that Kaminari seemed a bit nervous for some reason. Niya stood with her right foot behind her and her left in front, her arms held in a pose hands cup a but like she was holding a ball in each hand.

"Ah!! No wonder Kaminari looked scared. Niya has a water based quirk!!" Toruu yelped. Sero eyes went wide at that fact, he didn't know how he kept forgetting that.

The three stood very still for a while, waiting for anyone to make a move. Though some may have thought it was unneeded Sero could see why she did that. His eyes moved over to the screen showing where Momo was making whatever. She seemed a bit woozy from how she was standing but she stood firm.

She put her to two fingers in her ear and started talking into her ear piece. Around the same time Niya perked up a bit and a slow smile came up on her face at whatever Momo was saying to her. Jirou eyes seemed to have heard an idea of what they were talking about.

"Hey what are doing??" Amelia asked. Before anyone could talk Niya shoot forth a powerful steam of water at Kaminari slamming him into the wall behind him. Jirou yelled something but cried out and put her hands over her ears.

"Hey what happened to Jirou??" Kirishima asked. Amelia screahed the screens and looked back at Momo.

"Oh that's what she was making!!" She exclaimed.

"What? What did she make??" Mina tugged at Amelia sleeves. Sero laughed a bit at the childish action from the pink skinned girl.

"She made a huge speaker to blare out when Jirou tired to listen in on her. That makes some much sense in the long run"

"Yeah those two arent anything to mess with huh?" The class nodded in agreement. All Might announced the winners of the round.

As the school day came to a end Sero made his way home when he heard the hurried steps of someone behind him.

"Hey Sero!" A high voiced called to him, the taller boy turned to the voice. He saw the chubby statue of Amelia as she jogged up behind him.

"Oh hey Ameila what's up?"

She hunched over hands on her knees as she huffed, "Ha nothing just saw that your were walking home and wanted to join you. My house is in the general direction"

"Oh really?? Well then Ms.Baker lets get home then"

She smiled as a warm feeling crawled up his chest when she did so. The two teens talked about the mock fights they and their classmates had.

"Man Bakugo is fucking off the wall with how he acted during him and Midoriya fight" Amelia said as she typed on her phone. Sero side eyed her to see someone with the name Tall girl something.

"Yeah Bakugo is intense when it comes to the fighting from what I've seen. But Kirishima says hes not so bad but I dont for sure" he shrugged his shoulder.

"Hmmm I see what your saying. But man Niya and Momo are bad bitches!!! With the versatility of their quirks, they could take over the world" her cheeks flushed up at but as she pumped her fist in the air with a smile on her face.

"I can see why All Might did what he did when putting those two together. Kaminari and Jirou never really stood a chance." Sero added.

"So since were walking what your story?" Her arms swinging on her sides. Her head tilted a bit as she looked at him, her bamboo earrings touched her cheeks with her action.

He lifted a eyebrow with a smile, "What do you mean by that?"

She rolled her brown eyes at him, "Like your family, hobbies stuff like that" she elbowed him.

"Heh ok I see what you mean. Well The name's Sero Hanta I'm the oldest of three in my family. My Mama came from Puerto Rico when she met my Dad here in the Japan. I like to do gymnastics doing my free time, but with U.A . six days school week I dont know when I'll get the chance again" He sighed in thought.

Gymnastics is a sport he did to relax and gain a piece of mind. Hes been doing it since he was around 5 years old, he can still feel the tingles that covered his body when he did his first handstand by himself.

"Aww that's so cool! I bet your super flexible!! Can you do a toe touch?"

Sero blinked once.

Then again.

"Huh?"

"Ummm can you do a toe touch??" She asked in a confused matter. The two stopped for a moment as Sero brain stopped working for a moment.

"Oh uh yeah I can let me put this down real quick" he said sliding his bookbag from his shoulder. Amelia grabbed his bag and stepped back to get him some space.

Sero stretched some to avoid some unneeded aches later on in the night. He took a few breaths in and out before leaping into the air. With his height he was about 4 feet off the ground. Amelia gasped when he landed on the ground in a straight posture.

"Wow good job!!" Amelia clapped, Sero gave a bow to her as he laughed. Passing over his jacket to him Amelia looked at her phone for the time.

"Ahh shit I have to get home!! Niya and Me are suppose to be having a study party. Sorry about that Sero I'll see you later!" She yelled behind her as she ran her way home.

"Ah yeah see ya later!" He called back to the girl. His hand slowly lowered as he watched as she slowly disappeared into the streets and people of the city.

He sighed as he turned the corner, "Man shes all over the place kinda reminds me of Mina a bit".

He reached with house about 20 minutes later. He opened the door with a yawn when a small body slammed into him making his legs buckle a bit. Muffled laughs reached his ears as he looked down to see a head of dark brown hair. Rolling his eyes in fake annoyance at the little boy but picked him up none the less as he entered the house.

"Hi Sero!!!" Haru yelled at the top of his lungs. The scrapping of plates and running water became louder as he got closer. He sat down his school bag on the love seat, stomps could be heard upstairs.

Maybe its Papa doing some exercise with Mari from all that noise.

"Hey Haru how was your day mijo?" The five year old legs swung back and forth as they made their way to the kitchen, his mom gave him a kiss on the forehead as she sat out the plates.

"Oh it was good! I can spell most of the practice words by myself!" His smile covered his face as his eyes shined in achievement.

"Woah good job!! Now about you spell some for me then" the smaller nodded and jumped off Sero lap and ran upstairs to get his worksheet.

"Oi! Tell you dad and sister to come down with you to eat!!" Their mom called to him.

"So Sero anything interesting happened at school today for you?" Curly hair pulled into a low ponytail as she mixed the pot with her hand on her hip.

"Honeslty kinda of intense, first we had All Might teaching our class he had I do mock fight with our classmates. One fight had one kid broke all the bones in his arms and pass out from the pain" He never understood how Midoriya was even able to handle all that pain he was in the first place. He would have passed out not to long after pulling that stunt.

Hylla lips flipped up in a grimace at his story, "Ah I hope that baby's ok that's a lot to happen to someone on their first day. How about your fight?"

"Ahh I mostly stood back and protected the weapon. My classmate did most of the fighting shes super strong too!! Her quirk is cool" Hylla passed him a orange juice box as he thanked her.

"Ooh really? What kind of quirk does she have?"

"Hmmm she calls it energy absorption she can take the engery from anything or anyone around her. She had to fight another classmate with a hardening quirk it sounded like she was having a hard time with him"

"Well it's a reason you kids are there, to get the best teaching to help you get the ins and outs of your quirk" the stampede of feet coming down the stairs made the two pause for a bit. A man in their mid 40s came into the kitchen doorway his hair close shaven and a smile on his face as he greeted his oldest.

"Ah Hanta my boy how was school today??" A strong arm wrapped itself around his bony shoulder, he hope he would be as tall as his dad when he was older.

"Ugh-! Ah good Papa doing some mock fights, getting to know some classmates better all that jazz" he let out a breath of relief when his Papa let him go and almost dropped him back into his seat.

"I heard you had All Might for a teacher, is he as cool in real life as he is on tv?" Mariposa leaned into her hand as she glanced over at her older brother. He pondered on that question for a moment.

"Hmm yeah for the most part, hes super big even though I knew that but seeing it in real life is a bit eye opening"

"Well son with how your growing yall be behind him in no time" he heard his sister snort in an attempt to cover up her laugh. He stuck his tongue out at her since he couldn't flip her off, in front of their parents at least.

"Your father's not wrong, you what 5'10 at this point?? You'll be as big as your uncle in a couple years if your anything like him" Hylla commented off handed eating her rice.

"Oh wow Hanta you'll be a giant!! You could carrying me everywhere" Haru said excitedly.

"Alright we get it Hanta going to grow like a weed no need to rub it in" Mari said grumpy as she picked at her food. Their mom eyed her over her cup as she drank.

"Aye shorty dont take that out on us" she said with a smirk. It was Sero turn to laugh at the look on his sister face from the short comment. She hated when people did that.

"Oh come now Hylla dont mess with her too much, you'll bite your ankles if you keep at it"

Mariposa threw a fish at their Pap face as everyone at the table laughed till they couldn't breath.

#amelia baker #sero hanta #bnha #black bnha ocs #my writing #sero haru #sero mariposa #hylla Rodriguez-sero #sero ren

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just-homo-thingsxd · 5 years ago

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Honesty. (Endeavor x Male Reader pt 5)

(Sorry for the late post today. I was at the Franklyn Institute with my Mom and sister so I didn't have any time to proofread until now xd. Enjoy.)

After a week and a half you were finally ready to be discharged from the hospital. Unfortunately, once your face bandages came off there was some scarring along the right ridge of your nose that wrapped underneath your eye. Other than that there wasn't any other permanent damage done. You were handed off to Endeavor, obviously your parents did not want to take you home after what happened. It was your first day out of the hospital and you were in Leonard's car. On your way to Endeavors place.

"How you holding up, kiddo? Your story was all over the news."

"Eh, I've been better Leonard. I'm super tired, but at least most of the pain is gone."

"How'd you end up in their place anyway?"

You hesitated for a moment. Endeavor wasn't in the car since he had to help with police reports with the answers you'd given to his questions. He never did ask how you got there, and you forgot to mention it as well.

"The night I stayed at his place. I got a voice mail from a number I didn't recognize. When I listened to it, they said they'd been watching me. That since I was close to Endeavor if I wanted him to not have a target on his back I was to meet them in the park at night alone. I couldn't just ignore them. They knew where I worked, and knew that I was close to Endeavor. I had no choice but to follow their orders. Once I got there the man that left me the voice mail, Kurogiri, asked all sorts of questions about our relationship. I do have a theory about the whole encounter, but I haven't shared it with Endeavor yet."

Pulling up to a red light he turned back to face you, with a tilted head he asked.

"What's your theory?"

"They wanted him to act impulsively and ruin his image, by hurting me they wanted to get to him. Why would they let me live? Granted, I did shove a knife through a guys arm. Maybe they did plan to kill me...."

You shivered. Very glad you brought the knife and erred on the side of caution.

"I'm glad you thought ahead. You're cute, and have brains. Endeavor sure is lucky."

You couldn't help but turn away, and scratch the back of your head nervously.

"Th-thank you."

"As for your theory. I suppose it's plausible. Why they'd want to ruin Endeavors image though is beyond me."

Only two reasonable explanations came to mind.

"Either they went into it without thinking too much, and just hoped it would effect him somehow? Maybe they want to poke holes in the top heroes, and crumble our society so uncertainty and doubt spreads throughout like a wildfire."

Leonard scoffed, but then grunted.

"That second one sounds exactly like what someone would want. Some crazy villain worshiping loser."

Letting out a soft chuckle you agreed. Still, it didn't seem like they got the attention they wanted. Most likely they expected something different to happen. It seemed too cut and dry.

After a few minutes past Leonard pulled up to Endeavors place and had a sly grin on his face.

"You want to get close to Endeavor, right?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Then hear me out."

You nodded

"I'll help walk you up to the door. I'll say something along the lines of you're feeling weak and tired so you asked me to help. Then, I'll hand you off to Endeavor. Who will most likely be a little flustered, and because of his nature. He'll want you close incase something happens, if you're lucky.... He will keep you in his room."

This plan was assuming a lot of Endeavors actions, however it did seem feasible. A night alone with Endeavor, in his room.

"This sounds thoroughly thought through. Why are you doing this again?"

"You're the only one who tells me the stuff with you two. So all my schemes have to go to you. Besides, I gotta hear whether he's good in bed. Just to sate my own curiosity. Not to mention you've had it rough for a long time right? You deserve to be happy, and if being with him makes you happy I'll help however I can."

To think that Leonard would almost drive you to tears would've sounded ridiculous about 30 seconds ago. Yet, here you were.

"I say it a bunch, but seriously thank you Leonard."

"Don't mention it cutie. Now lets get going."

Even though you could walk just fine. You wrapped an arm around Leonard and he did the same. Walking slow you made your way to the door. It took a few seconds to compose yourself from laughing at this. You'd rather be honest with Endeavor, buuuut there's nothing wrong with some harmless fun. Leonard knocked and shouted out.

"Hellooooo, Endeavor are you home?"

"Coming, Coming!"

"Bet that wont be the last time you hear that eh?"

With a deep blush you turned your head away from him.

"Asshole."

"Preferably right?"

"Leonard I swear to god I will slap you."

"I'm down."

"Ugh, of course you are."

He let out a loud laugh as he pat your back.

"Relax, kiddo. You'll be fine, stick to th- Endeavor! How you doing?"

Endeavor opened the door. His hair was disheveled and he didn't seem entirely there, but he still looked as dashing as ever. Dressed in his usual robe. His eyes immediately met yours, and his eyes lit up.

"You're still looking good, and that scar adds a bit of mystery to your character."

"Oh ho ho. Ignoring little old me? That's a bold thing to do."

"I'm not, but it's been a week since I've seen him Leonard. I've been busy trying to prepare my agency for my absence."

You cleared your throat.

"Thank you, Endeavor. I'm glad it's not hideous."

"You'll never have to worry about that."

Leonard chuckled.

"Well if you'd be so kind to take this handsome man away from me, Endeavor, I can get out of you two love bird's hair."

Endeavor blushed a bit, but his attention turned back to you.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, just a little tired. I've been stumbling all day, so Leonard walked me up."

"I see. I'm sorry I couldn't be there."

Leonard pushed you a little bit forward to Endeavor. Who immediately wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close.

"Yeesh, finally. Took you both awhile. Have fun you two."

Before either of you could respond he walked away and waved.

"He certainly likes to be involved in my business. I never understood that about him. He didn't.... say or do anything weird right?"

"Of course not, why?"

"Just, uh, wanted to be sure."

"How have you been?"

"Stressed, and busy. I'm sorry I couldn't come by at all the past week or so. Like I said I had to prepare the agency for the time I'd be gone to take care of you. Regardless, do you want to take a nap?"

Yikes, you weren't actually tired, but you couldn't exactly deny it now.

"That'd be nice."

His hand slid down to your stomach as he held you close and started walking. You were the one setting the pace however he didn't want to go to fast so he just followed your lead. You made it to one of the stairs.

"Would.. hmm. There's no good way to ask this, so I'll just be blunt. Would you mind sleeping with me? I-in my room I mean!"

He naturally produced a ton of heat, but now there was a lot more. You didn't mind either of those, but you kept that little thought to yourself.

"Sure, that's fine."

He looked back to the door, and around the courtyard.

"Are you o-"

With ease he lifted you and held you against his chest. Bridal style. You wrapped your left arm around his neck, your right arm around his chest and locking your hands together.

"You've had some trouble walking right? Well.. I'd feel bad having you walk upstairs so...."

You rested your head against his shoulder.

"No need to explain Enji. Thank you."

The man made his way up the stairs and to his room. Once inside he gently laid you down on his bed. He pulled the covers up to your chin and sat down next to you.

"Are you comfy?"

"Yesss, this is so much better than my bed. I could get used to this."

"Good, because you should. Until you recover completely you're stuck in here with me."

"I could think of worse things. You treat me like a prince, even carry me. I could spend everyday with you."

You turned away from him. You let a little bit too much out there, but it all came so naturally it was hard to stop yourself.

"Is that so?"

His hand gently rubbed your forehead. Ruffling your hair a little bit he let out a grunt.

"I..I'm really glad you're okay after what happened the other week. Between the confrontation with your parents, and the villains.."

"Huh? Of course I am a close encounter with death can't.. bring... me.... down."

You looked up to Enji mid sentence and saw how red his face was. His hands were covering his eyes and his shoulders were shaking. Something clicked inside you. You weren't sure what it was at first. You just quickly got on your knees and wrapped your arms around him. Instead of using his hands to cover his face, he substituted it with your neck. Burying his face there. Nearly toppling you over in the process.

"It's alright Enji. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."

You spoke in the softest most soothing voice you could muster. You rubbed at his back softly.

"I was so scared to lose you again. I don't know how I would've dealt with all the things I haven't said. Everything I feel for you, it was almost all lost. That's why now, of all times. I can't hesitate anymore."

It was a swift movement, and an unexpected one at that. He cupped your cheeks and pulled you into a kiss. His lips were trembling, but he used his hands to keep you in the kiss. Not that he needed to worry about you backing out. His lips were surprisingly soft. It took a moment for your heart to start fluttering at the feeling. You were kissing Endeavor. Really he was kissing you, but still. A man you'd grown so attached to since you first met him was doing what you wish you knew you could've done sooner. Did he really feel the same way you did? If he did you would've kissed him many times by now, but this felt more special. After a long moment, he separated the kiss. Though it was easy to tell he was reluctant.

"I've wanted that for so long, Enji.."

"Really? You're not.... upset?"

You let out a soft giggle as you wiped away the tears that still lingered on his face.

"How could I be upset? I've had a long time to think about how I felt towards you. Even though you frustrated me to no end at U.A. I can't deny that being with you those days were some of my fondest memories. Even when you scolded me for doing something stupid. In some weird way, I knew you only did that because you cared. People around us were doing stupid things all the time. I was the only one you ever got angry at."

"I knew you were above those things. That's why I'd get so angry. You had, and still do have, so much potential but you didn't see it back then. I didn't know how to convey that message to you at the time."

"You really thought high of me?"

"Yes, and I still do."

You looked down at the bed, and closed your eyes for a moment. This was the happiest you've felt in a long time. Your entire body was hot, from the kiss, now to this. He placed his hand under your chin and gently lifted it so you could face him.

"May I kiss you some more?"

You tugged on the collar of your shirt. You'd been blushing this entire time, but it was getting very warm now.

"Y-you don't need to ask Enji. It's not like I'm going to run from you."

His eyes closed and he moved in a bit closer.

"Good, I'm glad. Get ready~"

His voice playfully went higher on the last word as he once again pressed his lips against yours. He was a lot more forceful this time. Now that he knew you didn't want to leave, and didn't mind being kissed by him it was only natural for him to be more assertive now. He leaned you down on the bed, laying you on your back he climbed on top of you. He lifted himself up and placed his hands on your chest. He looked down to you with a tilted head.

"You seriously don't resist much do you?"

"Tch. I have no reason to Enji. I'm.. mph."

"You're...?"

"I-It's nothing important."

"Say it, I want to hear it."

You turned away, and felt your face burn as the embarrassing thoughts just kept coming.

"You still with me?"

"Todoroki, I'm.. yours...."

The males eyes widened in shock, and he grinned slightly.

"That's surprising."

"W-what is?"

"You called me Todoroki, and I guess saying you're mine is surprising as well."

"I-i called you that? i didn't even notice.."

"You did. I don't mind though, although I could think of a few other things you could call me."

He smirked, before giving you time to answer. He had little hesitation as he brought himself down over you and kissed your lips once more. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head. His chest pressed against your own. The fact Enji was straddling you was having some... side effects. Everything about this situation felt right, but you still hoped he wouldn't notice. Although it wouldn't be easy to hide while he's on top of you, and not having access to your hands. Geez, reaching down there regardless might give him the wrong idea. A sharp sting hit your forehead.

"Owwww, what's the big idea?"

He had the audacity to flick you, rude.

"You zoned out there. Got a lot on your mind?"

"O-of course I do. You're on top of me, and you're almost naked."

He looked down and noticed he was only in his robe. He slid back a bit and scratched the back of his head.

"S-shit. Sorry. I completely forgot what I was wearing."

He was so dangerously close to sliding against the tent that had pitched itself. It was very uncomfortable.

"No worries, I don't mind."

"You don't mind me naked on top of you?"

"W-when you put it like that...."

He reached for the top of your head and gently ruffled your hair. He kept rubbing for a moment. Slow and rhythmic circles on the top of your head. Thank God you didn't have an animal quirk. If you had a tail right now it'd be flying all over the place. You closed your eyes and he continued to pet you. As good as it felt, you must admit it's a little embarrassing to be shown this kind of compassion.

"You really like that, hmm?"

"T-this is news to me as well, but yes I suppose I do."

"Well I've kept you up long enough I should let you sleep. Would you like me to pet you whlie you fall asleep?"

You knew you were as red as a tomato right now, but it couldn't be that bad right?

"Y-y..yes ple-please?"

"Are you asking me, or telling me?"

"B-both."

He climbed off you and laid down next to you on his side. His warm hand returned to it's previous place as you relaxed. You shut your eyes and leaned into his hand. The action was instinct, honestly you didn't even notice until he spoke something quietly under his breath. It was just loud enough for you to pick up on.

"you're so adorable."

You felt your heartthrob as he spoke. His voice was so genuine and gentle. It felt so nice that it made your chest hurt afterwards. You opened an eye and looked to him with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"D-did you say something? I'm sorry, I'm kind of out of it right now."

"N-no I didn't say anything."

Heheh. You'll turn a blind eye this time. You didn't want to get him worked up and the petting stopping. Still it was very surprising that you enjoyed this kind of affection as much as you did. Without any warning he laid his head on your shoulder. Giving you a quick peck on your cheek. He didn't force anything, but he influenced your body a bit as you were turned on your side to face him. You were face to his, and he never looked more handsome. You noticed some bags under his eyes. Has he been sleeping enough? Guh. You sounded like a Mom. Still you couldn't help but worry. He definitely noticed something was up by the look on your face.

"What's on your mind?"

"O-oh I was just thinking about you."

You blushed a bit and put your face into the pillow to hide it. Leaving your mouth exposed.

"W-What I meant was your well being. Are you taking care of yourself?"

"You're worried about me?"

You turned to face him, and stared at him in the eyes.

"Of course I am. You have bags under your eyes. You're getting enough sleep right?"

He averted your gaze with a sigh.

"No. This week has been rough. I've been working so much I just pushed it aside."

"Alright Enji, let me ask you this. 168 hours in a week. How many have you slept?"

He thought tentatively for a moment.

"M-maybe about 20 give or take?"

Your jaw dropped. Only 20 hours? How is he not passing out?

"That's like. Is that common?"

"More than it should be. I've been doing alright for a few months, but I've been stressed out recently it's hard for me to relax."

"So it has happened before?"

He nodded in response. You guessed you probably pulling that stunt and ending up in the hospital probably didn't help either. Guilt rises for a moment. His hand graces the side of your face.

"I know what you're thinking. It's written allover your face. It's not your fault. I've always had issues relaxing. Even when I was a kid."

"Do you have insomnia?"

He shrugged.

"Maybe. I can sleep well, but I can't when I have too much on my mind."

He turned away from you slightly. In a way it kind of was your fault, but you knew how stubborn he was. He would deny it over and over. Maybe you could help him relax.

You scooted closer to him. Looking up into his eyes you could see a flash of confusion. Followed by happiness.He wrapped his arms around you and held you close.

"I know I made the first move, but I still love having you close to me."

Placing a hand on his chest you leaned into his neck. That's when you felt it. It was so surprising you had to look up to him.

"E-Enji?"

"Y-yeah? What's wrong?"

"Are you okay?"

"O-of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

"You're.. uhm."

"I know."

This could be taken the wrong way quite easily.

"Are you.. nervous?"

"Incredibly."

He didn't waste a moment to respond. When you laid your hand on his chest. It was very noticeable. Just how fast his heart was beating. The fact The Endeavor could be so nervous about just being close to someone was surprising.

"You should have felt it when I kissed you. I was so scared you'd be turned off and run away from me. With what happened to you though I didn't want to waste another opportunity to tell you well i guess show you how I felt."

Since he was a much bigger guy. He was further up on the bed as to not have his feet off of it. So you scooted up to him so you could look him the eyes again. He looked away and blushed a little. For as much as our sizes differ, our habits are quite the same.

"I guess the second best hero does have a weakness hmm?"

"I do, and you're it."

You had another heartthrob moment, though this one was a bit more conflicting. Whether he meant that as or good thing or not.

"You're my weakness, but you're also my strength. This is going to sound sappy, I know. When I got news that a villain attacked a waiter who worked at the Hook, Brine, and Shirmper I had this gut feeling that it was you. I kept trying to reassure myself you were okay, but every fiber of my being knew better than that. You... talked a lot when you were unconscious. Most of it was just mumbling, but there was one sentence that hit me like a truck. One that made me understand a bit more about you."

His eyes closed for a moment, most likely deciding whether he should say it or not. Hopefully it wasn't anything awful.

"I have to tell Enji I love him. You mumbled."

...

....

.....

"I-I..."

Your words drifted off. You managed to spill the secret you wanted to keep from him so badly while unconscious? It was hard to speak, It was hard to find any words. It was impossible to make a sound. He knew you said that. Yet he still kept it a secret until now? Was that why...? Your thoughts became clear for a moment.

"I-is th-that why you couldn't sl-sleep?"

Jeez. Such a way with words.

"Yes. That is why. I spent every moment I had awake wondering why I was such an ass to you when we were younger. I got depressed. I felt like the worst person in the world. My best friend cared about me and I couldn't show any compassion back to him? I wasn't even the slightest aware you had feelings for me. I was so concerned with myself I didn't notice the distance between us. Then on the day you ran away. The last day I saw you for years. I finally noticed how much a bitch I was to you all that time. That was the first time I ever felt ashamed of myself. I.... I cried myself to sleep that night. I had lost something I never knew I needed. A friend. It's funny. I practiced what I'd say to you as an apology, but right now my head is spinning. I can't think of anything I'm just saying the first things that come to mind."

H-he really has been in his head all week hasn't he? Endeavors not one to put this much thinking into anything other than hero work. That's the way it's always been, but it seems you have an effect on him.

"Enji. Could this also be why you didn't stop by this week?"

He nodded meekly.

"I-I didn't want to ignore you, but after what you said I didn't know how I would be able to compose myself around you. I've been doing a lot of self-reflecting this week."

You nodded. He was certainly more open, and not as stiff when it came to his responses. He was a lot more fluid in conversation which was new.

"Why self-reflect now though?"

"You had no reason to be my friend. I gave you every reason not to, and yet you were so insistent on being close to me. I only pushed you away, but every time I did you came back with 3 more reasons for you to stay. I want to be that for you."

"An annoying gremlin? It's not that fun trust me."

"Shut it, Boy. I'm serious."

"Y-YESSIR."

He ruffled your hair and smiled softly.

"Good boy."

You turned away from him. Even though being right in front of his face didn't help your case none.

"D-don't call me that. I'm not a dog."

"You like being pet though."

"B-Besides the point!"

"You like it when I call you Good Boy and when I pet you. You really are like a dog. Maybe you-"

He cut himself off and smirked. Shaking his head slightly.

"Never mind that."

"You were gonna say something I wouldn't like, weren't you?"

"Oh I'm sure you'd like it."

"W-what?"

"You sure you want me to tell you, this is my last warning, pup."

"Call me that again and I'll-"

You looked at how happy he was. Teasing you. Damn sadist.

"- Just say it. I'm sure I've heard worse."

He smirked and pulled you into his neck. His hand met the top of your head.

"Let's start over. You like it when I pet you. You like it when I call you a good boy which you are. My follow up statement was going to say you'd probably like it doggy style."

If this were an anime steam would be blowing out your nose and ears right now with how hot and bothered you just got.

"I-i wouldn't be so sure about that. I like.... uhm."

"Ooh! Do tell."

God, you couldn't believe you were about to tell him this.

"I like more... intimate positions. I don't want to feel disconnected."

"If someones in you, or you're in them. How the hell can you feel disconnected?"

As expected Enji doesn't get the term of romance.

"Come to think of it, what are you?"

"A human, although you believe otherwise."

"I was asking if you're a top or bottom puppy."

Here was the problem. You definitely didn't hook-up, but in previous relationships you'd always been the top. With... this hulking mass of beef however. The thought intimidates you.

"D-don't you dare laugh."

He nodded.

"In my previous relationships I've always been the top. I did enjoy being the giver. I'd never once received."

"Hmm. That's surprising coming from you. I suppose I could try being the bot-"

"I-I don't want to be on top... n-not with you."

He stammered for a moment.

"R-really? I'm like double your size. That also means."

He groped himself which sent a tingle down your spine.

"This could hurt you."

"L-lube and patience can get you anywhere. WAIT WHY DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD?"

"I press your buttons all the time and I rarely expect to. When it's with me you're so jumpy and anxious. I can't imagine the server who I saw when we met up again being like this."

"Y-you.. I just. I still can't believe I'm with you like this Enji. I had little hope you'd change.. i'm sorry but it's true."

"I understand. I did too, so no offense taken."

A yawn crept up out of nowhere. How long had we been talking?

"Oh shit. You're supposed to sleeping, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Although I am a little tired."

"No more talking. Just petting and sleep."

He still held you in his arms. His hand idly rubbing the top of your head as usual. Seriously. How does someone enjoy this so much? Maybe he's right.

"I'll wake you up for dinner later, okay puppy?"

He really likes calling you that. As embarrassing as it is. There's nothing wrong with it. Receiving genuine compassion wasn't something you got often. You'll take what you can get.

"Sounds good, Enji."

"Haha, not gonna argue this time?"

"You win, you win. I'm too tired to try and argue."

"Not that you'd get anywhere."

Ouch, he wasn't wrong. He's more stubborn than a mule.

"Enji?"

"Hmm?"

"I..I love you."

He chuckled nervously. His idle rubs paused.

"Yeesh, that came out of nowhere."

"I guess it did, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, as long as you're happy."

"With you, I am."

It took a few minutes but in time. The radiating heat from Enji, and the sudden sleepiness overtook you as you fell fast asleep in his arms. He's done a lot of reflection, and that makes you happy. He's trying to improve himself for the better. It's.. Inspiring. Maybe... it was time for you to do the same. Sooner or later the mask has to come off. You needed to deal with your issues, and if anyone deserves to know that. It's him.

#endeavor #bnha endeavor #mha endeavor #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #endeavor x reader #fanfiction #fanfic

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gayregis · 5 years ago

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What are your expectations for Regis in the upcoming Netflix show?

thank you for the ask omg…. let me answer:

“not good”

much like the titular character of the witcher, i am a pessimist and commonly believe everything is doomed and that i, specifically, am cursed by fate to never have anything good happen to me. thus, i have this outlook:

i doubt they will even get to baptism of fire before being cancelled by netflix (not for any fault of the show itself, but that is how netflix structures its shows as to take in the most possible revenue, like they usually cancel shows around 3 seasons bc they have hooked new individuals into paying for the subscription service by then but…)

if regis does get cast (appearing in what… the 3rd or 4th chapter of baptism of fire?) im scared that they’re either gonna go CDPR’s version of making him old and ugly or jana’s version of making him look like some thottie dracula (no shade bc she is epic but you have to admit her drawings of regis are funnie bc of the long dark hair and very stereotypically vampire collar). i kind of like the look of the guy they casted for mousesack though for regis but idk how they will cast for him. i just hope they, unlike CDPR, understand the meaning of the term middle-aged, for my sanity. please give him a fucking hairline netflix

i think it will be difficult to make regis a likable character because the events of the story will need to happen very quickly, so for example we likely wont get a long political conversation with zoltan where regis establishes himself as a good listener and polite host. audiences love drama so it will likely go quickly between fen carn, the horseshoe, the temerian war camp, and the reveal, which is not enough time to establish regis as trustworthy and likable. i think audiences once they hear “vampire” just go crazy with ideas of violence and horniness which is so inappropriate for regis’s character lmao… so it’s really important to build his character PRE-REVEAL so that the audience doesn’t have any blanks to fill in about who he is and what he is like. they need to think they understand the entirety of this man, and as soon as they do, the rug gets pulled out from under them and they realize he is not what they think he is.

im struggling with this exact thing right now in my own project right now where, if you have to boil regis’s introduction down to his most dramatic and interesting scenes, it detracts from his character because it’s not just his actions, but his atmosphere, which establish this sense of safety and kindness that is so integral to the character.

i think the show will really have to make use of good visuals of regis’s cottage to create this sense of homeliness and safety because it would really benefit the character. in addition, i think regis does have this otherworldly and at times unsettling nature about him where it’s like…. why is he picking mandrake under a full moon in an elven cemetery lol…. his eccentricity gets the best of him and makes him a little off-putting, which i think can be conveyed again by visual atmosphere and also by the actor having an intense gaze (”regis bored his onyx eyes into the witcher,” etc.) and holding eye contact with geralt

i think something the show will need to steer away from is sterotypical vampire… stuff. like, regis in the books is not there to be an archetypical vampire… vampires do not even work in the same way in the witcher universe as in the majority of vampire legends. his vampire nature is second to that of his goodwill, morals, kindness, and overbearing lengthiness during conversation.

also re: conversation, i think they are going to have to scrap like 50% of regis’s dialogue in the books in order to keep everything in a time frame, lol. but thats just his cross to bear

tldr they have to be careful to do it right, they have to emphasize kindness, i dont really know at this point how well they are going to treat the MAIN characters of the first two books, much less side characters from the fifth book, so i should not worry and judge them prematurely, but here are some of my concerns and hopes and whatnot about what i think they might have difficulty with

also as an added note, i think i will want to see how they handle dandelion first, because he is really the litmus test as to how the series will handle any of geralt’s friends and how they can represent such Personalities With Depth like him. but then again joey seems like really on top of things so it depends on the actor they get

another edit: if they add in any sort of sentiments or dialogue that make him an archetypical immortal that thinks humans are foolish and stupid and weak, like cdpr did, they will catch. these. hands. if they make regis haughty at ALL, it will be on. sight. with netflix. yeah thats probably my biggest fear besides them casting someone ugly, them rewriting things to make regis more of an archetypical vampire and having him be cold to the rest of the hansa. thats mildly terrifying as a possibility

#we need SMELL O VISION to get that sage basil cinnamon wormwood aniseed coriander smell from our TVs and laptops #ask #sodarush

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Ronnie & Joe

Ronnie: still stalking mckenna Joe: what, we can't BOTH like music? Joe: that's gonna be problematic for me tbh Ronnie: mozarts ghost aint gonna possess him in the encore Ronnie: you can fuck off Joe: you can enjoy your night Joe: I'll take my chances Ronnie: take your chances somewhere else Ronnie: or you wont have any Joe: you looking out for me? Joe: not necessary, I promise Joe: you look like you got your hands full as is Ronnie: its a threat Ronnie: shouldnt be necessary Joe: my apologies for making you work harder but its still not cutting it Ronnie: [throws something at him in a dangerous manner watch out everyone] Ronnie: we can both be into cutting Ronnie: not a problem for me Joe: [when he's probably with his flatmate or similar like they will complain honey they basics lmao, meanwhile just like 😏] Joe: careful, people will think you care Ronnie: what fucking people Ronnie: your girlfriend Joe: for one Ronnie: muzzle your bitch or give her shit to sink her teeth into Ronnie: it aint complicated Joe: I don't think not glassing randoms is exactly rocket science either Ronnie: nothing random about you Ronnie: you fucking wish Joe: you want some projection with that Joe: I found you, remember Ronnie: wasnt hiding nancy Ronnie: not still a runaway kid Joe: then don't hide Joe: I weren't looking for you, alright Ronnie: bullshit Ronnie: you said there aint no other bastards Joe: I meant tonight Joe: this is just coincidence, nothing more Ronnie: leave then Ronnie: your buyers remorse is about as welcome as you Joe: hardly Joe: that's not what it is either Ronnie: they were all out of shiny sisters baby Ronnie: take what you can get Joe: I've already got one of them Ronnie: yeah Ronnie: i remember Joe: you don't want a refill then Joe: replace the one you tossed Ronnie: you on the spectrum or do you not wanna read social cues Joe: well I ain't leaving either way but if you don't wanna make the most outta it Joe: 👍 Ronnie: keep putting words in my mouth & see what happens to yours like Joe: what spectrum are you on if you think that constitutes a please and thanks Ronnie: take it up with your ma Ronnie: she wasnt about to teach me how to play nice Joe: not really her forte Ronnie: thats why im still waiting for my plane ticket home yeah Joe: possibly Joe: I don't know Ronnie: 💔 Ronnie: how olds your good sister Joe: jury is out on good Joe: but 14 so we'll wait and see Ronnie: ill fucking drink to that Ronnie: if she was a write off shed already be Joe: depends on your perspective Joe: I try not to have one Joe: [is at bar] Ronnie: depends on your mas Ronnie: we cant all be black sheep Joe: exactly Joe: they don't really get on Joe: but she's probably just dreading the PTSD a teen pregnancy scare will bring Ronnie: should have kept me around Joe: yeah Ronnie: 1 more abortion and your country would offer me a fucking exorcism Ronnie: fun for all the family Joe: some girls have all the luck Joe: would not believe how hard it is for a lad to get one 🙄 Joe: [just putting the drinks for 'em on their table, when Charlie probs gonna flirt with you like oh hey] Ronnie: your girlfriend will let you hold her hand for her 1st Ronnie: stop sticking it in your cello & youll knock her up in no time Ronnie: [just staring at the drink like you've never seen one before] Joe: come on, she's CoE if I've ever seen it Joe: abortions? sure, but exorcisms ❌ Joe: [tryna just walk off but you know they'd be like who are you hello?! 'cos annoying lmao] Ronnie: not in ireland anymore baby Ronnie: [when you walk off like where the fuck have you got to be my dear] Joe: [at least he's not gonna drop the bomb, just being vague af like oh we met once or whatever goodbye] Joe: you gone yourself? 🛫🍀 Ronnie: on whos 💰 Joe: idk, your pals maybe Joe: but I've fucked off so he can at least top up your drink 'cos its long gone too Ronnie: wanker Ronnie: [comes back and punches charlie love you boy] Joe: [just wait 'til you have your own mindblown with that crazy connection boy] Joe: ✊ Ronnie: [gives him the biggest fuck you look ever like I can't believe you typed that] Joe: [just loling a lil 'scuse him company its not at whatever you said] Ronnie: [comes over, ignoring everyone else obvs, to drink his entire drink and walk off again] Joe: [omg stop flirting you two, everyone like what is going on tbh] Ronnie: [dancing with charlie cos he don't take kindly to being punched but you don't wanna answer his questions either] Joe: [save it for later you nosy hoe] Ronnie: [when you see his poor flatmate going to pee and follow her intimidatingly soz bitch] Joe: [this poor girl is in no way prepared lmao] Ronnie: [thinking she's about to get mugged or murdered] Joe: [when you're 18 and its your first time away from home no doubt this poor girl honestly] Ronnie: you deffo she aint catholic Ronnie: could see her in a penguin house Joe: weren't a question on the flatmate icebreakers Joe: shoulda asked for some segregrated accomodation but thought londoners were meant to be post-religion post-everything so Ronnie: 💔 it aint god its you baby Ronnie: shes no londoner Joe: no, I do know that one Joe: she's from Kent, I think Joe: or Surrey? Ronnie: not holy holier than tho Ronnie: u Ronnie: never gonna please a horse girl mckenna Joe: 😏 Joe: I'll not go there then Ronnie: charlies fucking easy to please Ronnie: youve done the 1 drink minimum & youll avoid the pregnancy scare Joe: I think he's the one that does the pleasing Joe: so I've been assured Ronnie: gets him off dont worry like Joe: I'll sleep easy now, tah Ronnie: lullabies are shit but yeah Joe: 🤞 that ain't his encore either Ronnie: if it aint opening an artery to spray the crowd count me the fuck out Joe: I wouldn't hold your breath Joe: though might be more fun Ronnie: [dramatically holds her breath in his direction like kids do] Joe: [just watching 'cos weird and into it] Ronnie: [lowkey going purple probably because you know she won't stop til she hits the deck] Joe: [just watching 'til the last sec when you obvs gonna catch her] Ronnie: [giving him a look when he does like we have to stop meeting like this but then exposing his tattoo wherever that is cos gotta check that really happened] Joe: [I hope you didn't opt for your booty, lol, probably inner bicep moment or something 'cos not that bitch getting those out at any chance] Ronnie: [just touching it like you're not shamelessly flirting with your brother okay then] Joe: [just looking at her face hardcore 'cos you can pretend you're checking her tat too] Ronnie: [when you come back to yourself and remember you're supposed to hate him for being your brother so you push him away unnecessarily hard and retreat to your corner] Joe: [go off to the bathroom yourself boy] Ronnie: [french exit while he's gone even though it'll make Charlie more annoying] Joe: [have fun Joseph] Joe: you missed the bloodbath Ronnie: made my own Joe: safer bet Joe: on all counts Ronnie: safer for your girlfriend Ronnie: & you Joe: you know she ain't my girlfriend Ronnie: no shit you dont wanna claim that conquest Joe: wrong again Joe: not gonna bang my flatmate who pays the bigger part of the rent 'cos she gets the en-suite Joe: give me some credit Ronnie: shed give you some if you gave it up to her Ronnie: but if youd rather pay rent Joe: there's no way I can keep that going 4 years Ronnie: she aint hacking it Ronnie: you can fucking smell the homesickness Joe: its like, down the road init Joe: ugh Ronnie: & Ronnie: she cant fit her horse in the en suite baby Joe: 😂 Joe: true..I'll make some rich friends to move in when she gallops off into the sunset then Ronnie: theyll not slum it with you for 4 years Joe: but I'm so charming Joe: what's the solution then, sis? Ronnie: sell yourself or kill yourself Joe: 👌 Joe: already with ya Ronnie: yeah dead connected us Ronnie: 🖕 Joe: you're the only one that's allowed to be suicidal? Ronnie: oldest cunt gets dibs Ronnie: aint that how this sibling shit plays Ronnie: whatever you wanna do ive already done it Joe: half the time Joe: but the other half is youngest gets away with it 'cos they're cuter so Ronnie: cause theyre a crybaby Ronnie: yeah you can have that soft lad Joe: 😥 bit of a prerequisite for the suicide Joe: so generous Ronnie: i left you alive so you can do yourself in Ronnie: since youve got such a boner for it Ronnie: generosity begins & ends Joe: You can stop thinking about my boners then Joe: that'll be my attempt at the virtue Ronnie: put em away Joe: you tryna expose me Ronnie: you dont need my help Ronnie: flashers keep more hidden than you Joe: really Joe: don't seem like that's something that would bother you Ronnie: youre that special mckenna Ronnie: every fucking thing you do bothers me Joe: 💘 Joe: check facebook some more, I'll keep my events up to date Joe: can avoid each other easy Ronnie: nah you see me you walk the other way Joe: I got places to be babe Ronnie: yeah a&e Ronnie: if you dont get the fuck outta my face Joe: see, you're well about it Joe: I got it, yeah, we're not family Ronnie: were nothing Ronnie: & if thats what gets you off pay for it like the other cunts do Ronnie: not my 9-5 Joe: I found Soho by myself, don't worry Joe: we're good Ronnie: boss Ronnie: stay there Joe: more expensive than Sophie's horse that Ronnie: train her up to be whatever the fuck you want then Ronnie: 4 years in she could probably kiss with tongue like Joe: you gotta ask yourself why you care Joe: 'cos I know Ronnie: i dont have to ask myself fuck all Joe: deny it then Joe: works for me Ronnie: theres no need to deny theres cunts i wanna talk to less than you Ronnie: or i that i gotta have something to do while i wait Ronnie: 💘 Joe: you're all talk Joe: say no more Ronnie: fuck you Joe: yeah fuck me Ronnie: stick your therapy speak in whatever hole you reckon can take it Ronnie: ill reverse over your head before i submit to this psychology bullshit Joe: not what I'm studying Joe: or doing Ronnie: you reckon if you say im all talk itll get you some action Ronnie: dream on motherfucker Ronnie: i dont look like her that much Joe: bold assumption Ronnie: nah Ronnie: charlies more like a brother than you & ive done everything there is to do to that tosser Joe: bold to assume I'm half as fucked up as you Joe: spent long enough telling me I can't be 'cos I got a ma and now I wanna fuck her, okay Ronnie: wearing it on your sleeve aint you though baby Ronnie: saw your arm & yeah i reckon halfs about right Ronnie: but me at 19 wouldve left you in more pieces than that Joe: you must be proud Ronnie: what the fuck of Joe: your 19 year old self Ronnie: youd have liked me better at 9 Joe: alright but a nonce joke is hardly original Ronnie: neithers wanting to fuck your ma Ronnie: read a book schoolboy Joe: that's you throwing that about Joe: not one I ask the prozzies to act out tah Ronnie: what the fuck else was your lil challenge about then Joe: what was yours? Ronnie: i didnt fire any shots shithead Joe: not true Joe: i got the 🍒 to prove it Ronnie: fuck me youre that cunt Ronnie: 1 sos & i owe you my life yeah Joe: where'd you hear that Joe: what was it, needle not clean or something Ronnie: you dont need to wait for a death that slow Ronnie: fucking do it Joe: why do you do it Ronnie: why do you give a shit what i do Joe: interesting Joe: why do you fuck with your face like that Ronnie: too late to keep it pretty for you Ronnie: should have nancy drewed this shit earlier Joe: you ain't gonna answer Joe: alright Ronnie: cant we both like pain Ronnie: is that your problem Joe: 'course Joe: no monopoly on that shit Joe: its universal, so the books say Ronnie: bullshit do you read fuck all else but sheet music Joe: not no more Joe: but i can read more than scales, like Joe: have to write essays and shit sometimes Ronnie: fucking hell Ronnie: save this riveting shit for your flatmates Joe: she does art Joe: dunno what the lad does, he's out his room less than me Ronnie: horse cocks out of clay like Ronnie: bet shes the professors pet Joe: 🤞 she gets in an ill-advised affair with a pervy prof Ronnie: every other repressed white bitch has done it Joe: my home is safe Joe: hooray Ronnie: til i sleuth your address Joe: then its petrol bombs and dog shit, I know Ronnie: after theres fuck all left to steal Ronnie: 🤡s in films 🔥💸 Joe: and eat six year old's arms Joe: crack on Ronnie: i aint bitten any kids since i was Joe: I'm proud even if you ain't then Ronnie: raise the bar baby Joe: guess the other lad you were with don't technically count no more Joe: actual kids are that annoying Ronnie: kids get to be annoying Joe: lucky ones Joe: the ones that get to be kids Ronnie: no shit Ronnie: youll be born & die a saint Ronnie: such a fucking martyr Joe: when God comes a calling, you can't refuse, obvs Joe: guess that's what she gets for not aborting you, nice bonus for being good Ronnie: yeah Joe: likes a joke as much as the next Joe: gutted for her Ronnie: cant take the scouse sinner out of her however much irish catholic dick shes taken since Ronnie: 💔 Joe: if its only paddys in heaven, I'll lose the invite Ronnie: you better stay in purgatory then Ronnie: dont want you in hell with me Joe: you're just jealous I'll be too busy getting tortured by some other demon Joe: you're alright, anguishing over my wrongs for eternity sounds like a bit of me Joe: I can hack it, more painful than being sodomized with pitchforks or whatever weak shit you're in store for Ronnie: wanna see your cum face even less Ronnie: fucks sake Joe: 😂 Joe: shh, you already know he's got that sick sense of humour Joe: your own clockwork orange moment for eternity now Ronnie: 💘 Joe: you ain't nothing like I thought when I was 🔎🤔 Ronnie: cheers for the romantic cliche you pussy Joe: you're that special Joe: and welcome Ronnie: what did you reckon id be like Joe: like the rest of 'em Joe: complete the cliche Ronnie: fuck off Joe: what, I did Joe: there ain't a bigger compliment, honestly Ronnie: i dont wanna hear your compliments Ronnie: or how big they are Joe: 😏 Joe: you asked Ronnie: cause i cant resist hearing how fucking soft you are Joe: that makes you pretty fucking soft yourself then don't it Ronnie: fuck you Joe: back here, yeah Ronnie: back at get someone else to knock you out Joe: shouldn't be hard Ronnie: depends how hard you are Ronnie: could be a turn on or off Joe: either way, its incentive for them to go harder Joe: can't lose, me Ronnie: enjoy yourself baby Joe: never Joe: if I lose my overwhelming urge to die what have I got Ronnie: new overwhelming urges Joe: won't be that good Ronnie: write it in your diary i didnt ask for your review Joe: you can do that you know Joe: they've all got profiles, like they're a shit local pub or something Ronnie: what a fucking state Joe: won't miss it when I'm in pugatory Ronnie: if i had a shot for every time you cried your eyes out id miss that Joe: you'd miss having a liver Joe: and functioning braincell Ronnie: didnt mean that kind of shot shithead Joe: your aim is for shit, true Ronnie: or that one Joe: ahh Ronnie: you had me at dirty needles 💘 Joe: s'worth being alive for, then? Ronnie: what the fuck waste of a question is that Joe: why? Ronnie: what do you think Joe: reason I'm asking Joe: if its just another slow way to kill yourself then I'm sound but if its more than that then its a potential for the repertoire Ronnie: if it was id have taken a faster way out Joe: its noted Ronnie: why do you wanna die Joe: its not even Joe: I ain't actually sad, soz to burst your 😥 bubble, IOU some shots, whatever Joe: just wanna turn my head off, not have to participate Joe: deal with any of it Joe: but saying you wanna be put in a coma doesn't quite have the same punch Ronnie: underline that note then Joe: yeah? Joe: not like I've never thought about it Joe: think about it a lot, hence the need for a fucking switch Joe: how cliche to look like I'm doing it to spite her though, eh? Ronnie: whatever you take now thats strawberry flavoured childhood bullshit Ronnie: youve found your prescribed dose of working adult medicine Joe: it don't touch it, not worth taking unless you wanna down half a blister at a time and have a decent kip Joe: get me some and I'll pay you 20% for your trouble Ronnie: come over Ronnie: told you im waiting Joe: alright Joe: if I ask for your current location do I give away that I'm not a decent stalker Ronnie: youve fucking shown that card bitch Joe: figured Joe: be obliging then Ronnie: [a location of who the fuck knows where cos we don't need Charlie or Bronson there for this excuse you lads] Joe: [when you need some privacy for your bonding] Ronnie: [when you need some privacy to shoot up your half brother who you ain't even told your other fam about] Joe: [fun and games] Joe: cool Joe: 🤞 i'm there just after the heroin Ronnie: get here before or ill be in no state to keep obliging you Joe: I'm yet to be initiated, my timekeeping skills are 🔥 Ronnie: give a shit about your cv Joe: I'll be there Ronnie: your loss if you aint Ronnie: dont come crying to me Ronnie: i wont hear it for fucking ages Joe: i'm not an idiot Ronnie: it dont matter who or what you are Ronnie: stopped listening after the ill be there Joe: 💘 Ronnie: get it tattooed next yeah Joe: yeah Ronnie: over the real fucker Ronnie: cause you love a cliche Joe: 'course Joe: have to find another dickhead with a gun though Joe: that one did not know his left from his right Ronnie: get what you pay for baby Ronnie: & we didnt Joe: touche Joe: I'll forgo accuracy for that Joe: and the dirty needle, obvs Ronnie: getting to put his hand on my tit will blow the brains he has like Joe: 😏 Ronnie: but if i toss him off thatll get shit back on track Joe: hot Joe: love that you have a plan Ronnie: cute Ronnie: you reckoning im pure chaos Ronnie: not your manic pixie dream skank Joe: ain't planning on being a composer Joe: least not now Joe: don't need to write about you Ronnie: 💔 Joe: make up your mind Ronnie: you aint on my mind mckenna Ronnie: dont get your balls in a twist Joe: do you wanna be on mine or not Ronnie: i know whats on yours Joe: same Joe: makes a change Ronnie: compose a song about your confusion then like Joe: less cliche than a love song Joe: still Ronnie: do it from the pov of the horse Ronnie: be a hit with your flatmate Joe: you just wanna get me stalked Joe: paybacks a bitch, yeah Ronnie: wanna get your habit paid for before you start it Ronnie: throw her a boner Ronnie: whats the fucking drama Joe: i don't fancy her Joe: nor having the convo about where all her moneys going Ronnie: & Ronnie: i dont fancy the cunt with the tattoo gun Ronnie: got fuck all to do with it Joe: & Joe: you're lowering standards, not getting anything up Ronnie: close your eyes & think of gear Ronnie: youll do anything for a horse like that Joe: let me try it first Ronnie: dont need to hear about your trust issues baby Joe: better stop talking now then Ronnie: yeah Ronnie: shut the fuck up Joe: [you know when its like 'removed message' that] Ronnie: 🖕 Joe: what Ronnie: i cant cut your sense of humour out Ronnie: cant live with it Joe: no funny business Joe: just a buttdial Ronnie: charlie aint here but adorable that you 2 homos hit it off Joe: just scousers gotta stick together or did you know him from back home Ronnie: he didnt give you the rundown Ronnie: mustve made him speechless mckenna Joe: too busy trying to work out how I knew you Ronnie: we grew up together Ronnie: & the mime standing next to us Joe: cool Ronnie: nah Ronnie: fucked Joe: I mean that you still know 'em, talk to 'em Ronnie: we aint trying to throw our family away for a new one Joe: like I said, s'cool Ronnie: like i said hes gonna eat that shit up Ronnie: you fawning over his family set up Joe: good to know Joe: not really my type either, call me fussy Ronnie: fucks sake Ronnie: join the god squad now & save yourself the 12 steps Joe: 'cos I don't wanna do a bloke or my horse girl roommate Ronnie: cause you only wanna do your ma Joe: you can't just give me dud options and come to that conclusion Ronnie: we playing fuck marry kill now Joe: not playing nothing with you Joe: cheater Ronnie: crybaby Joe: you'll 😥 when I have to kill your mate Ronnie: you wish Joe: making people cry is your thing Joe: I don't need to fight that claim Ronnie: like you aint been wanting to save me again since the 1st time Ronnie: thats your thing yeah Joe: save you from what? Joe: smack? obviously not Joe: other self-destructive tendencies? try again Ronnie: it obviously dont matter Ronnie: id never seen you & id still never seen a cunt more excited to do a rescue Joe: and I'd never seen you Joe: maybe you'd got all kinds of fucked up 'cos of all the shit I dragged up Joe: basic decency ain't nothing to get excited about Ronnie: i know how to self soothe im a big girl now Joe: didn't need you self-soothing yourself to death on my conscience Ronnie: didnt ask you to give a shit Ronnie: catholic guilts best left at home baby Ronnie: youll never find a place with the cockneys Joe: about myself? Joe: its barely but hanging on by a thread Joe: soz Joe: dead girls fuck you up Ronnie: not your type either then Joe: ultimate type Joe: don't wanna commit right now, tah Ronnie: 🤞 i od & you can finally sort your misery boner out Joe: too giving you Ronnie: im dead i aint giving a shit Joe: put that on the headstone Ronnie: pay for it you write whatever cliche you want Joe: you want a classy picture affair Joe: got it Ronnie: stop getting me Ronnie: it makes me wanna blow my brains out Joe: its obvious you wanna be seen Joe: no spooky sibling connection required Ronnie: fuck off Joe: what's better than ruining a graveyards ambiance for the mourners for the forseeable Ronnie: theres no room in the ground soft lad Joe: they just chuck you in with the old bones Joe: or 'move' them Ronnie: hot Joe: mhmm Joe: plague pit is the way to go Ronnie: fit the horse & the girl Ronnie: how fucking romantic Joe: that's me Ronnie: ill put john in the 💘 for you baby Ronnie: your ma robbed you blind of so many lennon comparisons Joe: still time to be pretentious with soph Joe: fuck off getting out of bed for good Ronnie: smother her with a pillow & fuck her corpse youll be feeling peace & love Joe: 💎🍓💘 Ronnie: playing with emojis & yourself aint getting you here Ronnie: hurry up Joe: can't make you any closer Ronnie: 💔

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idreamofwolves · 6 years ago

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Old Times -Part One

Summary: Negan stumbles upon a familiar face from life before the end of the world.

Pairing: Negan (The Walking Dead) x OC

The dead walk the earth, the living survive on nothing but fuel in the form of safe houses and scraps of food they find or hunt. It wasn’t the way Emily ever thought things would be, or anyone for that matter, but there she was, hiding out in some old, abandoned cottage in the middle of the woods. She thought this would be her safe place, somewhere she could feel comfortable sleeping without the fear of being eaten by walkers in her sleep. She was wrong.

Emily had woken in the middle of the night to the sound of pounding on her front door that she’d hardly reinforced given her false sense of safety. That was mistake number one. Mistake number two came when fear started to override rational thought. Instead of running for weapons when the door cracked open, she attempted to hide herself in a small closet.

As the dead drug their feet in, they became frantic, or as frantic as the dead could be, in search for the living flesh they smelled and craved. Her hands shook and tears ran down her face. “This is it. This is how it’s going to end.” She thought, feeling more hopeless than ever.

Just when she had given up all hope, she heard something that would change the course of her awful night. The croaking sounds of walkers dying tang through the cottage, making her perk up and wonder what on earth was going on out there.

When the sounds of smashing and crushing finally came to a close, foot steps could be heard around the area. It seemed like only one person, but Emily couldn’t imagine a scenario where one person could kill so many walkers. And although it was against her better judgement, she slowly and quietly crawled out of the closet. She gasped as she was quickly met with the rotting face in hers. She threw herself into her back and took in the bloody scene around her.

Just as she started to get overwhelmed, a figure in the doorway took her attention. “Ho-ly shit!” The man exclaimed, oddly amused somehow. A barbed wire covered bat was sling over his shoulder, dripping with blood. He seemed unfazed by this. “We got a live one.”

“You did this?” She asked, not sure what she was more horrified by, the graveyard around her or the man above her that caused it without a flinch.

“Yeah and saved your ass in doing so.” He chuckled as he rest back on his heel. “What’s your name, doll?” The room was dark and she couldn’t see much, but she recognized that voice from somewhere.

“Emily.” She answered without thought, his demeanor and authoritative stance made her feel afraid, but he’d just saved her life. She couldn’t be anything less than grateful. “Thank you, for this.”

“Emily.. Have we met?” She was taken aback by the question, but upon really looking at him, she realized he was right. They’d met before, long before the outbreak.

“Negan?” She answered, trying to hold back a smile. She stood up and brushed herself off quickly before going back to the conversation. “You’re alive? What are you doing here?” She hurried to him and hugged him out of a rush of relief and joy.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He hugged her back, almost dropping his beloved bar in the process. His smile was still there, but it wasn’t the normal, cocky grin he often wore. He was shocked to find someone from his old life, relieved even. It suddenly made him miss the old days.

They’d met long before the outbreak, looking at her was like looking into the past, into a place he dearly missed when he let himself think about it.

He pulled away from him to look him in the eyes. He looked almost just as he did the last time he saw her, except maybe more muscular now. “I haven’t seen you since..” she trailed off, remembering exactly when she saw him last but didn’t want to say.

“Since the bar.” He finished, and in the back of both of their minds they remembered their first and last meetings.

Negan’s wife, Lucille, was harsh and demanding and every part of him felt his marriage had failed. They fought so often that he barely knew what it was like to laugh with a woman anymore, until he met Emily. He’d often go to the bar to get out for a while and let things cool off at home. That’s where he met her.

She was shy and new to bar tending, she wasn’t cut out for it but she was pretty and men tipped well. It wasn’t what she really wanted to do in life, but it paid the bills.

It was a slow night when Emily came into work. It was the last shift, and a short one at that. She was ready to go home as soon as she came, until she noticed the tired looking man at the end of the bar. A few others lingered as they sipped their drinks, but it was him she was interested in. “Hey.” She smiled as she gained his attention. “You okay?”

“Doin’ great doll.” It seemed like he’d actually meant to sound more honest, but it came out sarcastic. “Mind filling this up?” He slid his glass over to her, and motioned toward the nearby bottle of whiskey.

She lowly watched him as she poured the whiskey. She slid his glass back and checked on the other bar dwellers. After a few moments of contemplation, she went back to him. “Want to talk about it?” She pried, making him chuckle.

“That obvious, huh?” He rubbed his eyes with his hand and took a deep breath. “Think I’m here for the same reason most of these lonely, alcoholic bastards are here for. Angry wife.”

“Ooh. That bad, huh?” She rested her elbows on the bar and sipped on her soda. “By the look on your face, I’m guessing it’s one of two things. This is your first big fight with a wife you’re crazy in love with, which I’m going to doubt since I’ve seen you here once or twice, or this is becoming so common that you don’t know what to do anymore. Am I close?” She found it easy to talk with him, despite her normal reserved nature.

“Spot on, sweetheart.” He chuckled and sipped his drink, looking confident but deep down she knew he was feeling down.

“It’s Emily.” She smiled and lightly tapped her name tag. She got a smile out of him, which was really all she wanted.

“Negan.”

From that moment on, they bonded over broken relationships and their off sense of humor. It was an unexpected friendship laced with some kind of flirtatious nature, as time went on.

Negan quickly became attached to Emily, as he was able to use her as therapist and friend. She reminded him how to laugh, and she helped him forget about the rest of the world outside of the bar. And although the friendship was innocent enough, he knew himself enough to know he had feelings for her.

Emily, on the other hand, was incredibly oblivious to Negan’s flirting. She saw it as a joke most of the time, just friends kidding around, even if it did make her heart beat out of her chest. He wasn’t someone she ever imagined she’d want to be with, but she couldn’t help but imagine it at times. She found safety in him, as he was always there to ward off the seemingly sexual predators that frequented the bar now and then who always wanted more than a drink from her. She found solace in him, knowing she could vent if she needed to and ask for his opinion. He was honest and caring, something rare, she thought.

The last time Negan saw Emily, he knew it would be the last. The news of Lucille’s cancer made things hard for him, and he knew he couldn’t keep seeing this girl anymore. As much as it hurt him, he knew he had to let her go.

He walked into the bar, his composure slightly different than normal. His confident stride and cocky smirk had completely vanished. “Hey you.” Emily greeted him as he took his normal seat. He mumbles out some sort of greeting, but it was incomprehensible. “What’s up buttercup? Bad day?” She asked, thinking he and Lucille must have gotten into some kind of major fight.

“Yeah.” He shrugged. “Definitely a bad day.”

Emily frowned, she hated seeing him upset. “Whiskey kind of day, huh?” She poured him a drink but he put his hand out to stop her.

“Look sweetheart, I’m not staying today. I just wanted to drop in and give ya this.” He dropped a folder note down on the bar for her to read. He didn’t have the courage to tell her what he desperately needed to say, especially knowing it wouldn’t get him anywhere anyway.

Emily picked up the letter and looked him in his sad eyes, somehow knowing she wouldn’t see him again. “What’s this?” She asked, not really wanting to open it.

He sighed and looked away for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. “Read it later, okay? Lucille’s got cancer so I won’t be around much anymore. Just thought I’d say ‘bye’ to my favorite bar tender.” He tried to make it light, but this didn’t feel good for him, it felt like a break up.

“Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that.” She nodded, squeezing the paper in her hand. “Well I hope I see you around some time, Negan.” She forced a smile, even though no part of her felt like smiling.

“Me too, princess.” He walked out, feeling more broken than he ever had. It was hard, knowing she was about to find out what he’d been feeling, and not being able to do anything about it. Not to mention the guilt he started to feel about having feelings for another woman while he was married.

It was tough on the both of them, but they never saw each other again. Not before the outbreak, that is.

“Yeah. The bar.” She said, slowly. She didn’t want to remember that night, but she still had his note. She carried it with her the moment she’d been forced to flee her home, knowing it was all she had left of him and the old life she’d lived.

“I’m real sorry about that Em.” He started, but she didn’t want him to finish.

“How’s Lucille? Is she-“

“Dead.” He said, abruptly. “She died while all the shit started hitting the fan. Turned into one of them.” He shrugged, feeling a little defeated. He hadn’t really talked about it before, but he knew he could trust her.

“Oh. I’m so sorry.” She hadn’t expected that answer, somehow.

“Don’t be. I’m glad she didn’t have to deal with this shit show.” He motioned around them, and she knew where he was coming from. Part of her wished she never had to deal with it too, but the other option scared her more.

“Right.” She nodded and looked out the window. She felt nervous, never did she think this opportunity would come. Honestly she figured he was dead. “So what are you doing here? On the run?”

“Never.” He said, confidently. “I run a place called The Sanctuary. It’s an old compound we fenced in. We take in everyone we can, make deals with other communities, you know.”

“Thats sounds amazing. I’ve been on my own since this started. Somehow I’m still not any good at fighting these things.” She laughed, knowing her weaknesses.

“How the hell have you been living in this without fighting?” He asked, semi amused but mostly worried.

“I just go from house to house. I board everything up and live on the food and stuff there until it runs out, then I venture off to a new home.” She wasn’t proud of the way she’d been living, and honestly she had very little contact with anyone since the beginning. It was amazing to her not only seeing someone, but seeing someone she knew.

“Come on, come to The Sanctuary with me. We got food and hot water, even beer.” The offer was enough without the luxuries he’d mentioned. She realized she still had feelings for him, and she wondered if he still felt the way he said he did in the letter. There was only one way for her to find out.

“I’d love to, thank you.”

#negan #twd #the walking dead #twd negan #negans thirst squad #negan fic #negan x oc #the sanctuary

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Who: Lex Connors and Abel Hayward When: February 17, 2019 What: Lex is back in town and needs to talk. Notes: Pregnancy TW, Vomit TW

Abel had to admit, he was glad to see Lex back, but he was still hurt by the way they left things. He wasn't over her, by a long shot, so when she agreed to talk, he jumped into his car and headed over to her place. Once he arrived, he gotten out, grabbed his keys & phone and headed to her apartment, hoping that the talk would go well.

Lex was sick to her stomach. But because she couldn't tell if it was just nerves or the other thing, she still sat in front of the toilet until she heard a knock on her front door. Breathe, Lex, just breathe... If she didn't remind herself to do it, she might actually forget with the tornado number the stress of the past month had done to her brain. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. Loose sweatshirt to hide bloating? Check. Fuzzy socks to conceal swollen ankles? Check. This was as good as it was going to get. So she made her way to the door, and stopped to take one more deep breath before opening it. "Hi."

Abel fought to rub his neck as he waited for her to answer and let out a breath as he glanced around before he glanced back ahead. His head turned towards the door and took in her appearance, gave her a soft smile. "Hey, you." He said softly, wanting to hug her but knew that he had to wait.

Lex opened the door wider and motioned for him to come in. There were a thousand ways to say what she had to say to him, and every single possible way seemed to be racing through her mind all at once. Another wave of nausea overtook her as she shut the door behind him, and she took a moment to take a few more deep breaths as he walked further into her apartment. “I’m really sorry for, you know...” she trailed off, not sure how to finish the apology. “But I had to go home and then I got sick and it’s just a really bad situation.” She could feel her cheeks heating up, and knew that tears weren’t far away.

Abel slipped his hands into his pockets after she waved him to come in and sniffed, licked his lips before he turned around to look at her. "For leaving me? Without a single word?" He asked, with a hint of bitterness in his voice. "You could've told me that you had to go home, Lex, instead of ghosting and leaving me like you did. You know that Im honestly the most understanding about a lot of things." He took a small step towards her as he looked in her eyes. "Especially when it comes having to go back home."

“Yeah, that...” sitting down on her couch, Lex crossed her arms over her stomach, trying to will the nausea away. And failing. “It’s a little more complicated than that,” she could feel hot water selling up in her eyes, threatening to spill over. The emotions were just too powerful for her to contain anymore. She could only whisper, “I didn’t want to ruin your life.”

Abel raised an eyebrow at the words 'ruining your life' and sat down on her couch as he faced her. "What do you mean, ruin my life? I mean, sure been in sucky situations but what can ruin my life when it comes to you, Lex?" He asked softly, wanting to reach out and place his hand on her shoulder, but knew better.

“Shit, that was supposed to be an inside thought,” Lex shook her head, a single tear falling from her right eye as she stopped. She wracked her brain trying to find a good way to say what she had to say. There was no good way. It was something that he would probably hate her for, and if he did Lex knew there were options for her. After a few moments of silence she just decided she had to come out and say it. “I’m pregnant.”

Abel felt his breath hitched when she said that she's pregnant and scooted towards her before he placed a hand on her shoulder. "We're having a child?" He asked, trying to wrap his mind around it, even though he knew that they'll be okay. "You had to go home because you're pregnant?" Abel looked at Lex and swallowed. "I'm gonna be a father, again? And Issy's gonna be a big sister?"

“I’m pregnant, yes,” Lex couldn’t quite bring herself to say that she was having a child yet. She’d had over a month to come to grips with the fact but still couldn’t say it out loud. At least he’s not yelling? “Well my mom got sick, and then I found out after I was already down there,” she explained further, taking another deep breath to try and calm her queasy stomach.

Abel nodded as she spoke and swallowed once more. "I see." He said softly, took his hand off of her shoulder and rubbed his forehead. "Man...Okay, things will be fine." He stood up, knowing that he had to make a call to his parents. "Is there anything I can get you?" He looked at her, seeing the glow now, that he didnt see. "Crackers? Ginger ale?"

“Are you sure?” Lex asked, another tear falling, this time more from relief than stress. She wasn’t sure she believed him when he said things would be fine, but it was what it was at this point. “I don’t want to throw up, so I’m okay. Thank you, though.”

Abel looked at her and stopped walking. "I'm sure, babe." He said softly before he nodded. "You're welcome." He sat back down next to her and leaned back against the couch before he looked at her. "You wont be going through this alone, I promise."

Lex finally let herself relax, laying down with her head in his lap she just couldn’t stop the tears that had been trapped in her eyes. Even though she they weren’t negative tears anymore, they just had to flow. “I was so scared you were going to hate me.”

Abel shook his head as he kissed her forehead when she laid her head in his lap and brushed her hair out of the way. "To be honest, I wanted to hate you, but I've been missing you like crazy and I was thinking that I wouldn't see you anymore."

“I would have understood if you did hate me,” Lex said shakily,wiping underneath her eyes. “I thought about not coming back, but you deserved to know.”

Abel listened to her and watched her wipe her own tears away. "I know, believe me. I tried so hard to hate you, but I, just couldnt. Issy tried to get me to date." He bit down on his bottom lip. "Im glad that you decided to come back, though. Speaking of, I slept with Sydney, my friend in Philly, but it was a one time thing. Since she noticed how sad I was and knew that I wanted you."

Lex listened to his confession quietly, she couldn’t be mad at him for it. Besides they had never really been officially together in the first place, so he had every right to go to someone else’s bed if he wanted. “You don’t owe me an explanation, Abel.”

"I know, but." Abel started to say as he reached down and laced their hands together. He brushed his thumb against the back of her hand and looked at her. "You deserve an explanation, since I wanna make things official with you, I mean. We can totally take our time."

Lex smiled softly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. It was more comforting than she had expected, being back in New York and being with Abel again. “Okay,” she said quietly, “Let’s get through my first doctors appointment up here and then just go from there.”

"Sounds good to me." Abel said as he returned the squeeze and ran his fingers through her hair. "When's the first appointment?"

“Next week,” Lex said, letting her free hand drift down to her stomach as she let herself think about the fact that she was going to be a mom. “I’ve been getting so sick.”

Abel nodded as he watched her and looked down at her once more. "Is there anything I can do? Call my mom?" He asked softly as he pulled his phone with his free hand and placed it by him.

"I'm just gonna talk to the doctor about it," Lex said, slowly sitting up, hand still gingerly on her stomach. "I'm just glad you're here."

"Okay." Abel said as he helped her to sit up and smiled softly. "Of course, Im just glad that you're back here and told me."

#pregancy tw #vomit tw #hayabel #para: confessions

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goldstonegolem64 · 6 years ago

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Book1 Hope Returns Chapter 10 Black out By GoldstoneGolem64

In the village Allura Coran And Adam watched as the lions land close by. then they saw a massive metal dragon.

For Coran the moment he saw the Valkyrie he remember O’ryan and the project he had been working on in secret from king Alfor and the other, he remembered their last conversion and their last moments of friendship

Ten thousand years ago

O’ryan you have to tell Alfor about this

No I will not tell that fool or any of follower about the Valkyrie. O’ryan counter

Why are you being so Stubborn about this if he finds out you will be exiled or worst Executed for treason Coran said trying to reason with him

Then I will die knowing what I did sacred him enough to actually do something to stop the problem instead of hide behind his precious Voltron He yelled

You helped build Voltron why are you so hellbent on destroyed? Coran yelled back

I was a fool to do so back then a stupid young man full of ambition willing to do anything for his king. If you had told me three hundred years ago that Alfor wanted me to jump in to the sun I would happily dose. but now after all the thing my creations has done over the year I see my greatest achievement. But after all the horrible thing it did all I see now is my great and last mistake. He yelled

How can you said that it has done nothing but bring peace and bring so many races together Coran said

But how many lives were lost before the peace? how many new enemies have come to take Voltron for themselves? How long until one of them take Voltron and corrupted it to their will or until a stronger enemy comes along and wipes us out because they feared voltron power? Voltron is a time bomb for are extinction. So how long coran tell me how long until are world burns because of his hubris or because of his pride? Because I will not stand by and wait for him to stand up and deal with the problem on his own with out the aid of Voltron. So Coran tell your king about my project send me to my death but know is when are world is burning and Voltron is nowhere to be found you will we be sorry for not listening to me when you had the chance because are day are number and I'm going to stop that clock before it hits zero O’ryan said leave the room.

Coran watched has the Valkyrie land and saw the pilot walked out in a paladins helmet with the visor tined to hiding his face from the paladins.

Jay removed his helmet reveal his face to the other. they all saw a man with long messy dirty red hair, hazel eyes, light brown skin and red cheek marks.

Allure ran to jay and hugged him. tell me where your from how many of us are there? what is are new home like? Allura asked with so much wonder in her eye

Has jay and Beauregard explained everything they know Adam watched as Shiro walk out the black lion the two locked eyes.

Hey Adam said A little sheepishly

Shiro starred in silence then he through off his helmet and ran at Adam. before he could react Adam found himself being held up and in along passionate kiss. They broke apart smiles on both of their faces. Adam saw the scar cross Shiro's nose.the white tufted of hair and his right arm was just cold hard steel.

What have they done to you my love?Adam said saddened by what he saw.

They did a lot to me but the though of seeing you and Keith again kept me going Shiro Said

good to know your a live my dear now I get to kill you but not right now I just want to be held he and saver this moment. Adam said going in for another kiss

the moment they had was broken by three voices sing can you feel the love tonight. Adam starred at jay, Val and Beauregard all of them singing happily as their friend was having a very tender reunion .

I hate you three so much right now Adam said

We know Adam we know Jay said in return

Keith watched quietly has both Allura and Shiro were reunited with their loved one and another of their race they once though were dead

Hey Keith do you trust Jay? Pidge asked

Why wouldn't I he saved Adam and brought him to me and Shiro Keith replied

Doesn't it seem a little to convenient that he shows up with Adam and helps us fight that robeast? Pidge said

Yay seem a bit suspicious hunk said

Also he's get a little to chummy with Allura Lance said a little annoy that someone was take Allura attention off of him

You can trust him The Valkyrie only works for alteans that meet her requirements just like the lion.so if you don't trust him trust her.

Alright said pidge

Ok Hunk said

What ever you say lance replied

Good to know Keith said while watching jay for a bit then turned his attention to lance being his cutely annoying self as always then notice pidge doing the same.

Back at the castle of lion

Allure walked in the hanger bay where the Prometheus and the Valkyrie were being held along side the lion.They found jay dismantling the robeast arm trying to find was made the ball form so he could use it to do something with that she was currently unaware of.

Hey princess what brings you here? jay asked

I just wanted to let you know that there is a party going on down stairs if you wanted to join? Allure replied Also can you tell me more about mar please.

Jay walked over to allure coved in oil and grease so what do you want to know princess?

If I were to go there will they welcome Coran and I back ?She asked.

Yes but not as Royalty be has just regular people we don't have any royals in power because we have the council the only royal we have is Queen Selvaria and she is just queen in title not in power.

Allura was happy to know that her aunt was alive. so when we start flying we will head to mars first thing then she said.

No we don't we stay as far away from mars as possible until we can take out the empire because we are the most wanted people in the universe right now and I'm not putting my family or the family's of the paladins at risk just so you can see your people again I'm sorry but that's my stance on your plan but I cant stop you from doing what you do.But choose wise my princess

Allura was mad but she understood why jay wanted to keep mars safe she didn't want a repeat of altea on both earth and mars. Thank you for your input but you still don't answer my first question .will you be at the party ?Allura asked

Just let me get my Sunday best and I will meet you there Jay said

Allure left and Jay walked in to the Prometheus as most of the security drones walked out to the party .

Hey Beauregard what are you doing?Jay asked

He’s playing the roll of the guard today at the party Pidge said with his triangular galra security bots floating next to him

But why tho? Jay asked

We can never be to safe and Adam told me to so yay that's why Beau replied in his original body walking out of the ship

Ok have fun jay said just walking past them to the bathroom to taking a nice hot shower. Walking in to his room to find his paladin armor on the bed. Putting it on match the other paladin and as well Adam had taking his only suit. Why he had a suit on a cargo ship was the fact that the ship was his house that's what he had told Adam when he ask when he asked if Jay had something he could wear. He spent all of money on this ship so he didn't have to share the profit with the person flying him to where the guide send him. the armor was like the other but the colors were the same as the Valkyrie the chest plate was gold the shoulder guards were platinum as where the legs the jump suit was a silver compared to the black of the other. looking in to the mirror looking at them self and thinking dam I look good. The party was not much but hey a party a party he drank the nunvill like he was back in his first year of collage. seeing Shiro talking to pidge at the front door with the security drone on the bridge just in case of a galra attack he saw Adam talking to hunk and beau about the Prometheus he saw lance and Keith talking about a cheer like when I said volt you said Tron witch Keith couldn't quiet get it witch Jay found funny but what he Also noticed was the way Keith stared at lance when he did something.Jay though maybe he could help Keith out later with his love life but for now let's party

As the party came to a close hours later allure pidge and Keith left . so Jay, lance and hunk started to take about the reality of the situation. While Adam and beau walked to Shiro to give him compony.

So how long do you think it will take us to fix the universe? lance asked

Five to six year as long as we don't die jay said

five year how do you know that ?Hunk asked

Simple if we free the right plants find a few rebel groups kill the king and cause enough damage to the armada in the first two year we got this war in the bag but if Zarkon has a kid or a crazy wife or husband I'm not one to judge. then we might be out here for eight year tops. I might be wrong though I'm a little buzzed Jay said taking a swig from the bottle of nunvill he grader from his fridge with confides.

So how long for each ?Lance asked

Two years for killing the royal family Four for the cleaning up what was left maybe less if we have help and two years to set up a government of sorts give or take .

I like those odd.I'm going to the kitchen to see if the others are there and tell them the good new and gets some more food you guy want anything ?Hunk Asked.

no I'm fine lance said

I'm good jay replied

Alright see you guy later Hunk said walking toward the kitchen

Lance started to walk way and jay followed behind him walking and talk to the bridge of the castle of lions. looking for the milky way on the star map. coran walked in to find the to them looking for there homeworlds and decide to help the boy out

and here we go Coran said showing both world.

Hey lance are you alright ?Jay asked

I'm fine I'm just scared that I wont see my family or the beach or smell my grandma’s garlic knots or hear the sound of the rain lance said listing off thing that he missed from earth

What is rain?coran asked

Its water that falls from the sky lanced said.

That sound weird on altea it rains rock coran said

What that crazy jay said laughing a little

Yea that sound just as weird as water falling from the sky Lance said also laughing

three of them kept talking about the weird thing that happen on their homeworlds .then the door opened to let rover in as lance and coran were leave the room

oh hi rover lance said

hey little buddy jay said

where pidge ran through lance and jays mind. then they realize that isn't rover. has the bot started binging red lance through up his shield to protected Coran . Jay activating both of his shields to block the blast but was sent flying backward hit a console. The castle went dark.Shiro was standing in front of the door way confused as everyone ran in to see what happen. But for everyone all they know was that the power is out leaving them all in a total BLACK OUT

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bonbonswirl-blog · 6 years ago

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ALL THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO @brueklynn I OWN NOTHING. This is like..uhhhh idk?... a 'batim' au idea? I guess? Im Not sure idk..its just that I got the idea from there and Instead of bendy its jokey, but not really exactly what happend there in batim. Plz ignore the bad portrayed scenes XD blondie is a lot OOC here. Enjoy if you only can thx.

It was a typical afternoon, the sunlit clouds drifted across a clear blue sky, fresh air filled the atmosphere swaying the palm trees gently by a breeze. David was at the recording room, a mellifluous melodic singing voice rose high, following the sweet, piping notes produced by the musical instruments around. After such a lilting, everyone toke a break, david sat on a chair, holding the lyrics for the new song in his hands. He saw a shadow approaching him, revealing his only cheerful boss. "Oh hey Mr. Blondie!! How are you in this lovely day!" "Hello david! Just checking on my young talented singer! How is the new song going?" "Its going great! Im just reading the lyrics again now!" "Thats good!...you know david...have you ever thought about how much the children love your jokey voice?" "Oh! Thats intresting...im sure everybody enjoy listening to it!" "Yea! they do....have you ever felt some...connections...to jokey?" "Connections? Mmmm well...I do feel that we both share a good love for the stage and thrilling the audience! along with the love to asssist other people and spread some optimism in the air!" "Thats beautifull!...Have you ever considered before...becoming this star that all those kids appresciate?" "That...looks pretty Mr. Blondie! But what do you mean?" His boss began to equivocally chuckle, it was low but icy, wasnt like his usual gleeful ones that gave an auditory hug, but david overlooked that, remaining unruffled till the answer. "David. Can you come with me for a while?" "Sure thing! But..what about the new song?" "Dont worry! It can be done in another time! now follow me!" They both left the recording room, the animator leading the ginger boy across the studio, while on their little trip to the unknown room they are walking to, david catched from away a sight of henry, tommy and norman talking together until a rueful rob drew near them, starting a conversation. David didnt mean to eavesdrop anyone, but their high voices did reach his ear. "Guys! Have any of you heared ANYthing lately about harriet? I cant find her anywhere! She didnt come to work and she is not at her home! I called her many times but she doesnt reply! Im really so scared..." rob vented, the three told him thag they didnt see her too. David felt sorry for the fellow worker, hoping that harriet is alright and will be back soon. He looked forward, though he only saw blondie back and his wheelchair, he could feel that he is trying to ignore something, he may have heard a little of the talking out there, maybe he feels sad too? But david was in his mind for a bit, wasnt aware of the time until he sensed that blondie stopped moving. This is when he noticed he is in an unrecognizable area he didnt see before, maybe this was a new place that got built recently?, " Here we are david!!" In front of both was a dark long way of stairs, it was only one storey up, just like one of those half open basemant stariecases. David knew not both will be able to clmib this, he was ready to push that wheelchair up, he looked at blondie concerned, whom just returned a grin. "Dont worry about me! I have my own ways for climbing those!" David didnt really get it, but he just let it go and left blondie to use to his own way, watching him in every step making sure he wont be close to any harm.

Dont ask how blondie climbed the stairs, he just did. that was a really narrow hall they were both in, in front of them a wooden door, blondie toke out his keys and opened it, only for both to be greeted by. "Finally!! Where Were ya!!" an angry wallaby yelled, looking as if he lost patience, it seems blondie was late to whatever meeting they should have done earlier, the room wasnt so small, almost looks like a little hallway with a wall at the end. The view was...tensed, it was a dark room with only a little bulb barley lighning it, orange colored light struggling to penetrate the darkness in thin thread rays. It was almost as if candles were the ones giving the slight shine here. Wallaby, paul and murphy were there, standing near the sides of the walls, everyone in a specific place, two at the right wall and one at the left one, only a mile spearting each two. the menacing aura holding david in a tightening grip, why do blondie have such a grisly decorating tatse...He wasnt sure if entering this room is a safe idea. "Guys!! I Brought Our Last Guest!!" Blondie exclaimed in a chirpy tone, closing the door behind himm Last guest? What does he mean? "Can we PLEASE Finish This Now And Go out?" "Come on paul dont be such a killjoy! Enjoy the place!" "If you are telling us to enjoy this creepy atmosphere then I had lost all my faith in you." murphy sneered, clearly not comfortable or trusty with how this 'gathering' is going to end, nobody knows the goal behind it. "Come on David! Here! This Is Your Place!! Stay Still And Dont Move Ok?" Blondie said while putting david on a specific spot on the left wall. "Sure! Wont Move A Shoe!" David obeyed, blondie looked at him, but this time, although he had his usual smile that showed his white glowed teeth spreaded on his face, his eyes had shimmers with some inexplicable spite. "Everything is set~" He whispered this under his breath while walking to one of the corners, nobody heard that one. Three of the invited four toke a look at blondie whereas he was doing something uncanny at that distant corner. David turned at the person in front of him, which was paul. "Oh! hey Mr.Paul!" But being the tedious man he is, paul didnt respone, only focusing on the book on his hand, thats why wallaby seemed as if he was gabbling to himself. The young boy then looked to his right side and saw murphy, still keeping an eye at blondie in a suspicion, despite not understanding a thing from what he was doing, nobody can just fetch someone to a room like this without being not up to something. "So Guys! Why are we here?" "I Dunno david! Mr. Blondie just went to me and told me that I gotta get here cuz he needs me for somethin, well I dont see anything! All I do is just standing on dis here spot not movin a leg!! What about ya paul?" "I dont care I just came here so he can stop nagging me." " I came here after he told me that I can be a 'star' like jokey." "Wait you gonna be a star? Ooh! Thats why we standin on a star!" "What?!" Wallaby words strongly drived murphy attention, making him watch the ground, they all noticed it now, they are standing on 'stars' that are drawn on the floor. David felt inside him a very straied premonisition feeling that was telling him to move, he didnt understand it, why would his guts tell him to move away from a single drawing on the floor? He promised his boss he will stay still there....how could a star drawing hurt anyone? Since whe do drawing harm people? But no matter how much he tries to brush off that feeling, it feels like a stiff weigh was being held on his chest, it made him feel so sick, maybe he just needs to move because his legs hurt him? Yeh yeh thats just it. The cheeky lad toke one step only out of that star shape, he tried to persuad himself its his legs aching and not because of a sixth sense, and that was really something he should be thankful for because. "Guys! I think we gonna be a stars!" "Wallaby...I dont think this star shape is used fo-" "GOODBYE MATES!!"

And with a casted spell and a flash of an eye, everybody was drowned with an unknown colorful sticky liquid that fully covered them, gluing them to the ground. Expect David, who fell down to the ground aspect with a horrible fear that rised behind his eyes from the grisly vision that immediately happend.

Blondie Stood there, watching him in enmity.

Blondie turned around, only to be so bothered by seeing the surviver. "Oh it seems I missed a shot! Im going to fix this~" The words had deserted david, the color quickly drained from his face, a cold wave embalmed him and his mouth ran dry, sweat poured down his body, Heart began to hammer against his chest, every muscle in his body shouted at him to flee. To escpae this imminent threat. He hurried to the door, using every little cell of power left to open it, but no matter how much he quickly moves the handle in fright, the door didnt open, oh yes, blondie locked it. Seeing no hope, he knocked on it so expeditiously and hardly, trying not to make his words stumbled, begging for someone outside to hear him. "HEEEEELLLP!!! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!! ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!? PLEASE HELP ME!!" "Come on David, why so nervous?" Blondie snickered from behind him, his voice hinting he is oncoming, his tone ringing in a sick icy way, sending chimes ringing in david ears, but he kept screaming for a rescue, he was not frightened nor afraid, he was beyond such mere nouns, he was going crazy, his boater hat fell from his head, it only reminded of how much he wants his family NOW in this profound situation, he just wanted to go back to them again, stay with his father marley at home and go to beach together or golf or car or wherever his father wants to go, staying in his parents arms was all what he desired, he would never wish anything anymore after this. He could no longer control his hands they were shaking in an odd trembling rhythm, his legs collapsed underneath him, teeth chattering in fear, He slid down the door, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"I-I-I-I-I-I D-D-DONT UNDERSTAND!!!!!!"

"You dont understand? I hated you! Im who created jokey! He was my friend since the childhood! My friend since the start!! But you! I saw every little detail I gifted him in you! You were perfect, perfect for him, more perfect than me! Now that I had a studio of my own, I wanted him to be alive! I reached my wish by the help of you all, by animating and presenting him to all the children around the world, they loved him, just like me! But lately, I didnt feel that I made this dream come true yet...how can a cartoon character offset me of a friend who always stayed by my side that I cant make real! But now I found a second chance, a second chance to revive him, to this reality. Thats it! Thats the chance! By using some souls to bring those stunning characters and that convival cartoony world I created to reality...that was always my biggest dream...and whats a better chance than to have the voice actor whom I influenced the traits for the children 'star' right at my hand~ People will love you david~"

Blondie was right, if david dyed his hair black and wore some cheeks make up, he could exactly like a real life jokey, but who would need a cheap costume when you can bring jokey himself to reality. David recalled the times when he sometimes thought uncle harry may have been a little overprotective of him. He thought his uncle needs to ease a bit, nothing so dangerous will happen for him. Now, he regret thinking this, and wants him to overprotect him forever and ever. Fear became a tangible, living force that crept over him like some hungry beast, immobilizing him and his brain, holding him a captive and took control of his entire body, Shadows and echoes play on his senses warping shapes and sounds. That outlandish substance already reached his legs, his life flashed before his eyes and he ushered his bright unearthly ones shut.

Yeb, this is the angel end.

#brueklynn #blondie rodgers #wallaby wallstone #david angel #murphy hillsborugh

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new-to-this123 · 6 years ago

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Emptiness

As per requested

Hello, can you do a imagine where the reader and Zach are dating but she's very depressed (but never show it) and when he find out that she was planning to kill herself he freaks out and tell her how much he loves her and she gives up because loves him to

Zach Dempsey X Reader

Warning: mentions of suicide, swearing

Word count: 1493

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~~~~Journal Entry~~~~

Thursday April 13, 2017

i'm a lucky girl. My parents are rich, i lived in a mansion, im a straight A student, i'm captain of the cheer team, all the boys want me, even though i'm taken by none other than Zach Dempsey, every girl wants to look and be like me. I have everything! My family loves me, my parents are still together, and it looks like i'm gonna follow in Jay and Jordan, my older brothers, footsteps, and go to Stanford. I mean my dad already told me i was going to get accepted. But i don't know. I just don't feel like i belong on this planet. In this universe. In this lifetime. I have everything but i'm depressed. I want to die. I’m never really happy. And it's not like i can just tell my parents, they'd tell me i was wrong and that i'm ok and that i have no reason to be depressed. And i can't tell zach, id scare him off. So here i am dealing with this alone. Anyways i guess ill stop being a big suck and go to sleep

~~~~End Journal Entry~~~~

Text:

Loverboy: Good morning babe! I hope you slept well and had great dreams. i just wanted to let you know that i can't wait to see you today and i love you so much. And i miss you too! Even though i saw you yesterday lol I love you Y/N! Y/N: awe thanks boo! I love you and miss you too and i can't wait to see you too!! :* Loverboy: Wanna ride together? Or do you wanna meet at school? Y/N: IDK i think my Rolls-Royce Phantom Serenity beats your audi! Lol lol lol :P Loverboy: so you can pick me up then, little miss perfect ;) Y/N: me and my perfect car will pick up my perfect boyfriend in 5 minutes :)

You left your house, got in your car, plugged your aux cord into your phone and blasted “crossroads” by I Prevail as you headed to zachs. He was outside waiting for you.

“Well good morning handsome” you said as zach sat down

“Well good morning beautiful” zach replied hugging you and kissing your lips.

You drove to school listening to your music, holding zachs hand.

You got to school, got out your car when justin and and bryce walked up to you guys.

“Wow your parents let you take this to school??” Bryce asked looking at your car

“There's not much my parents wont let me do” you said with a smile on your face, deep down you hated it. The fact that you could get away with murder and your parents would still think of you as a saint.

“That car looks like it cost a lot” justin exclaimed looking at the car.

“Roughly 1 million dollars” you replied, hating the fact that you knew he came from nothing and here you are driving a million dollar car.

“What kind of car is that?” Scott asked as he walked up to you guys, with jeff.

“It's a Rolls-Royce Phantom Serenity. Not lets stop gawking over Y/N car and go” zach answered taking your hand leading everyone to the school.

Everyone said Hi and Good morning to you, like always, as you walked into school. You secretly hated it, but whatever, that comes with being the “Happy Popular girl” that you were! You headed to your locker, grabbed your books and headed to your first class.You were happy that it was friday because that meant half day. Only half a day to deal with all these dumbasses, you had to call your peers. Some days you were impressed that you managed to keep your anger and hatred and depression under lock and key as well as you did.

Finally the bell rang signaling it was home time.

Text:

Loverboy: Hey beautiful, got practice so i'll catch a ride with one of the guys. I love you. And i'll see you tonight or tomorrow. Y/N: Have fun i love you

You drove home, not sure what you were feeling. You wanted the emptiness and confusion you felt inside of you to go away. You hated it. You got home and went to your room.

~~~~Journal Entry~~~~

Friday April 14, 2017

I'm so hurt. I don't even know why. I just wanna die. I think, i think i might actually try and kill myself. I'm over feeling lost and alone. And empty. The emptiness is driving me insane. Literally. I'm going crazy over how empty i feel. I love my family and i love zach, but i just can't seem to shake this loneliness away. The fact that everyone likes me drives me insane. I hate the fact that they all like me, and they think i'm some saint. I'm not a saint. I hate being known as the smiley happy girl. Urg here i am ranting again. Feels like im doing this a lot lately. Ranting about everything. About my life. My oh so perfect life.

~~~~End Journal Entry~~~~

You sat on your bed looking at your journal crying. “Why do i feel like this all the time? WHY?” you thought to yourself. You laid down, and cried yourself to sleep! You were woken up by your mother's voice.

“ hey Y/N how was school?”

“Oh hey mom.” you said sitting up. “ school was ok. Whats up?”

“Your father and i are leaving, for a few weeks. A business trip”

“When do you leave?”

“Right away. Im sorry it's last minute. But your father is waiting for me in the car. We love you, be good, and your brothers are just a phone call away, if you need anything.”

Your mom walked out your room, not even looking back. You didn't want to be alone this weekend, not with the mindset you had, but didn't want to pester zach to come over. So you called your oldest brother, Jordan.

“Hey what's up sis, you're on speaker” jordan said

“Hey monster” jay said. He had always called you that.

“Hey guys. I was wondering what you were up to this weekend?”

“Partying” your brothers said in unison.

“Would you be willing to come home?” you asked

“Why?” Jay asked

“Because mom and dad left and their gone for who knows how long. And i just dont want to be alone.”

“Call up zach” Jordan said

“Please guys”

“No way man! You'll be fine! It's not the first time you've been alone and it won't be the last. We dealt with it and you can too.” Jay said almost annoyed

“Ya but you had each other and me! Im ALONE.. Please”

“Y/N stop. You'll be fine! We aren't coming!” Jay replied

“Jordan” you said, before being cut off by Jay

“Bye Y/N” and jay hung up.

You started crying. You hated everything right now. Your parents always being gone, your brothers for being assholes, everyone for thinking you were oh so perfect. You were done waiting for life to be better. You were done waiting for your thoughts to get better. You were gonna fix everything. You went to your bathroom and ran a bath. You went to your parents room and found your dad's razor blades. You walked back to your room, crying. You sat in the tub, fully dressed, holding the razor blade in your hand. You were crying, and didn't hear the door of the bathroom open.

“Y/N what the fuck???” zach yelled

He ran up to you and took the razor blade out of your hand.

“Why? Why would you do this?” zach asked crying

“Why why are you here?” you asked

“Jordan called me. Said you called him and and were practically begging them to come home and he wanted me to come check on you because he was worried.” Zach answered. “And now i see why”

“I'm sorry” you said as zach helped you out the tub.

“Babe, come here” zach said pulling you into a hug.

“I'm so sorry. I'm just.. I'm just so sad. All the damn time. And i hate it. I want to make everything just go away.” you cried

“I love you so much Y/N and im always here for you. Why didn't you tell me any of this?” zach asked you

“I don't know how to. I didn't want to bring you down. I’m fucked up ok?”

“No no NO Y/N you're not. You just need help. And i'm gonna help you get it. When you're ready.” Zach told you, getting you some dry pjs.

He helped you get dressed and led you to your bed.

“Zach i promise, i won't ever do it again.” you said laying down in bed, zach climbing in behind you holding you close.

“I love you Y/N, Never forget that” zach kissed your head, and you both fell asleep.

#zach dempsey #zach dempsey x reader #justin foley #marcus cole #bryce walker #montgomery de la cruz #monty de la cruz #scott reed #jeff atkins #clay jensen #tony padilla #ryan shaver #alex standall #tyler down #13rw #13 reasons why #13rw imagine

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theofficialcunt · 7 years ago

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Simplicité - Chapter 10

Hello everyone! Happy Holidays! Finally a full chapter for you guys (4.8k to be exact, which I believe makes this the longest chapter yet!), and I hope y’all wont be disappointed.

In this chapter, Bianca and Adore finally go to the much anticipated Modern Salon interview! Courtney receives a surprise at work, Valentina is confused about her feelings, and Farrah confides in an old friend. Just as a warning, this chapter is not for the faint of heart, there is a lot of angst. No TW’s that I can think of other then the angst. As always, thank you to my wonderful beta, @veronicasanders

Five hours later, Bianca was awakened by the sound of her alarm blaring on her bedside table. She groaned, wondering why the fuck her phone was so obnoxiously loud this morning as she went to hit the end button.

Staring at the bright screen hurt her eyes a little more than usual, and that was when she realized she was hungover. It wasn’t a terrible hangover, but it was one of the worst ones she’s had in awhile.

She sighed, kicking her feet out from underneath the covers before getting out of bed. Nausea hit her like a wave, and that’s when she began to remember the events of last night. And how many drinks she had.

She silently shuffled into the kitchen to make some toast, where she saw Adore run down the narrow hallway (in a very tiny crop top that left little to the imagination) to the bathroom. She slammed the door behind her, and almost immediately following, Bianca heard the sound of gagging.

Gross, she thought.

Then the panic settled in as she realized that they had the huge interview this morning. A chorus of heaves echoed down the hall to the kitchen, and Bianca groaned.

She better fucking get her act together, Bianca thought. This was the chance of a lifetime, that could launch each of their careers if they played their cards right. She was taking this very seriously, despite her stomach curdling as well. They had to be at the Modern offices by 9, which meant that they had to be ready in about 30 minutes.

She quickly ran to her own bathroom, throwing her old hair spray coated curls into a messy but chic looking bun on the top of her head. She then tied a sequined wrap around her head, flattening out any unflattering fly away hairs. Grabbing her bottle of Pepto out of her medicine cabinet, she chugged directly from the bottle until she felt it really coat her throat and stomach. She also grabbed her ibuprofen and propped it in her purse for good luck.

She then began to quickly work on her eyes, which to her annoyance always fucking took the longest. She quickly smeared heavily pigmented colors like silver and black to take attention away from her prominent dark circles. Using dark orange concealer, she caked her under-eye and upper lip in it to attempt to conceal any dark circles and small hairs.

Bianca furiously blended out her foundation with a beauty blender, covering the orange and setting it all quickly with some loose Covergirl powder she had leftover from an old shoot. She sprayed her face vigorously with some setting spray, and smiled triumphantly to herself in the mirror.

“How do you do that so fast, man?”

Bianca jumped, pressing her hand over her heart. “What the fuck? You scared me bitch! Ever heard of knocking?”

“We’re both girls. Why do I need to knock?” Adore asked, twirling a straight black hair around her finger grinning as she eyed Bianca’s short silk dressing robe.

“Oh gee, I don’t know, because I like to have my privacy?” Bianca snapped. “How would you like it if I barged in while you were taking a shit?”

“The more the merrier! I’m not shy!” Adore exclaimed wiggling her eyebrows.

“You’re one disgusting femme,” Bianca snorted, the corner of her lip curling up.

“And you’re one uptight bitch,” Adore laughed.

“Don’t you need to get ready?” Bianca asked, ignoring the bitch comment as she precisely smoothed a glossy red lipstick over her lips.

“I’m not the star of the interview so I’m ready.” Adore yawned.

“True, but you still need to look presentable. This is not presentable.” Bianca gestured to her sweats and tight black crop top. “At least do a subtle cat eye and a nude lip.”

“Ugh fiiiine.” Adore smiled playfully as she slowly walked out of the room.

“Hurry up, we need to leave in 5,” Bianca ordered, wondering why Adore was acting more lackadaisical than usual. “And you cannot wear a crop top and sweats to the interview!”

“Yes ma'am.”

“Ugh! I’m not old enough to be a ma’am!” Bianca called after her.

———

Bianca and Adore somehow managed to make it downtown within 30 minutes, despite Adore literally dragging her feet, which gave them 15 minutes of wiggle room. Bianca smiled up at the large skyscraper with excitement, taking a deep breath before she walked in with Adore. A serious looking, well dressed receptionist greeted them.

“Hello, my name is Robbie. How may I assist you today?” Robbie had a very cheerful voice, but looked as if she could shred you into pieces if you crossed her. She had short strawberry blonde hair that was fixed into immaculate curls. A strong cat eye accented her bright red lips, which at the moment were intimidating to Adore.

“Bianca Del Rio, checking in,” Bianca chimed.

“Is um, Adore with you as well?” Robbie asked as she looked at her computer screen.

“I’m fucking here man!” Adore exclaimed, throwing her fist up into the air. Bianca shot her a death glare as Robbie chuckled.

“Wow! I can definitely appreciate your enthusiasm, Miss Delano. I’m sure Miss O’Hara will as well.” Robbie said awkwardly, feigning a smile. “She’ll be down shortly.”

“O’Hara? I knew a smoking hot girl in high school by that last name. We all called her the big OH Hara. Get it?” Adore asked, as she burst into a fit of laughter.

Robbie’s face went from amused to absolutely confused terror. She cleared her throat uncomfortably before she began to type furiously on her computer.

It was at that moment where it clicked for Bianca. Adore was still intoxicated from the night before.

She grabbed Adore, pulling her over to the nearby sofa.

“Please, tell me you are not still drunk.” Bianca hissed into her ear. She caught a whiff of marijuana, sighing internally already knowing the answer.

“I’m just a little buzzed man, but I’m fine.” Adore drawled, patting her on the back.

Calm down, Bianca thought to herself. Maybe she will charm Miss O’hara with her overwhelming enthusiasm.

That was all Bianca could do, was hope. Hope for a miracle. She could feel the nervous sweat beading at the back of her neck. She never felt anxious but Adore’s behavior could literally make or break this interview. Drunk Adore was definitely not professional Adore, especially after last nights shenanigans.’

The elevator across the room opened, and a petite girl with long raven hair appeared. She was wearing a plaid pencil skirt, with a mustard yellow cardigan and white blouse.

“Hi, I’m Phi Phi. You must be Bianca.” Phi Phi smiled, extending her hand out. “It’s so nice to finally meet the genius behind Simplicité.”

“You’re too kind Miss O’Hara.” Bianca flushed red, butterflies filling her stomach as she tried not to worry about Adore. “I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks.”

“Are you Miss O’Hara?” Adore asked, slurring her words as she stumbled towards the pair.

“Why yes I am! You must be the charming Miss Delano.” Phi Phi laughed, extending her hand for a shake. Except Adore didn’t shake her hand. Instead, she pulled Phi Phi in for a hug, taking the girl by surprise.

“I’m a hugger,” Adore muttered as she squeezed her close. Phi Phi squirmed uncomfortably in her embrace, before Adore finally let her go.

“Gosh, if I didn’t know any better I would say your assistant smells like marijuana and alcohol,” Phi Phi said, tilting her head with a smile. “Interesting. Well, I suppose I’ll take you up to my office.”

Bianca’s heart sank. Phi Phi clocked Adore almost instantly. She was feeling frustrated, beating herself up for not taking better care of herself and Adore last night. She should have never gone out, and now she was seriously regretting having Adore set up this interview.

“We’ll meet you up there Phi Phi. I just need to have a quick chat with my PA.” Bianca said, smiling through gritted teeth.

“Very well. I’m on floor 37,” Phi Phi replied as the elevator doors closed.

Bianca grabbed Adore’s wrist before hissing into her ear.

“Listen here. Your job today is to go to the bathroom and wait there until this interview is over. Understand?”

“Dude, you’re acting crazy.” Adore laughed, brushing off her tight grip.

“No, YOU are. Who drinks as much as you did before a huge interview? You’re still fucking drunk. Just go. I’ll text you when we’re done,” Bianca snarled.

Adore stood frozen, unsure of how to respond. She felt like Bianca was acting unfairly, but didn’t really care enough in this moment. It was just an interview.

“Whatever,” Adore shrugged before walking to the bathroom.

Bianca sighed with relief, power walking to the elevator before Miss O’Hara changed her mind.

——

“Good morning!” Courtney sang song, a Starbucks coffee in hand as she sauntered into the salon.

“Someone got laid.” Bob smirked.

“Well I don’t like to brag but-“

“You don’t have to.” Valentina said, tight lipped. “You have a delivery.”

Valentina gestured towards her station, where a beautiful bouquet of daisies, accompanied by a card were waiting for her.

Courtney,

I loved last night. Thanks for showing me a good time, and not snatching me bald.

Your lover, Alaska Thunderfuck

Courtney laughed at the last line, folding the card before putting it into her purse. When did she even have time to order these?

“I don’t understand what exactly she’s talking about half of the time, but I have to admit she’s a funny one,” Courtney admitted. “She referred to herself as my lover though, and I’m not really looking for that right now.”

“What are you looking for exactly?” Valentina asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.

“Some pussy!” Bob called across the room.

“Shut up! Do you ever have appointments?” Courtney asked as she laughed.

“Not at nine in the fucking morning,” Bob chimed.

Valentina looked over at the daisies, still feeling that odd feeling from last night. What was wrong with her?

Alaska: What did she think of the flowers?

Valentina: She loved them! She wouldn’t stop talking about how much of a great time she had with you.

Alaska: Really? She seemed kind of cold to me this morning. Did she say anything else?

Valentina: That’s just Courtney in the morning. She’s really not herself until she has her coffee with coconut oil in it.

Valentina smirked to herself as she read the conversation.

“Is that Valentín?” Courtney teased, wiggling her eyebrows.

“No.” Valentina’s eyes shifted. “Why would you think that?”

“You’re smiling at your phone like a schoolgirl that’s all.” Courtney shrugged, a wide grin spreading across her face.

“I am not,” Valentina snapped, turning back towards her phone.

Valentina: This might be a bit early, and she’d probably kill me if I told you…

Valentina: But she wants something serious and she told me that she felt a real connection with you.

Alaska: Omg, are you serious? I totally felt that too. Like, I feel like I could actually be a brunette around her.

Valentina chuckled to herself, realizing that she wore a platinum blonde wig last night and that Courtney still didn’t know what her real hair looked like.

“You sure that’s not your boyfriend?” Bob asked.

“Ugh! I’m sure guys!” Valentina rolled her eyes. No response from Alaska.

“So Courtney, do you think you’ll see Alaska again?” Valentina asked.

“Hmm,” Courtney pondered. “I mean, she was a good time. I’m not really looking for something serious right now though.”

“So, is that a yes?” Bob asked confused.

“I mean, I’m not opposed to it. I’m just not really looking for a relationship right now. As long as she doesn’t overwhelm me with gifts, I wouldn’t mind going out again.” Courtney shrugged.

Valentina: She’s a tough one to win over though. Her love language is receiving gifts, so the more the merrier. She LOVES being the center of attention.

Alaska: I’ll get right on that. Thanks for all the help Valentina! You’re the best wingwoman ever.

Valentina smiled to herself before putting her phone back into her jacket pocket.

———-

“So, Bianca. Tell me a little bit about what got you into the hair and makeup industry,” Phi Phi asked as she sat poised with a pen.

“I really just wanted to follow in my mother's footsteps. She was amazing with hair, and knew how to beautify anyone at any age. She is my biggest inspiration.”

“What was your mother's specialty?”

“She loved doing updos and prom hair mostly.”

“It must be nice to be able to have a family member that understands your line of work,” Phi Phi chuckled. “Does your mother work for you, or is she retired?”

Bianca gulped nervously.

“Unfortunately my mother passed away a few months ago,” Bianca said shakily.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry to hear that!” Phi Phi exclaimed apologetically, looking up from her notepad for the first time.

“Thank you,” Bianca replied stiffly, trying not to show too much emotion. This was business, not a chat with a friend.

Phi Phi cleared her throat uncomfortably, eyes shifting back to her notes.

“What would you say are some of your strengths are as a cosmetologist?”

“I’m very good at visualizing things. For example, I’m great at doing before and after photos, especially when a client comes to me with box dyed hair.”

“Ugh, that box dye is horrible.” Phi Phi agreed as she laughed. “I saw some of your before and afters on your instagram page. The one that impressed me the most was that one of your assistant, Miss Delano. Where did she run off to?”

Shit.

“Uh, she wasn’t feeling well this morning so I told her to go relax in the lobby.”

“Oh, great she didn’t go too far! I’ll call Robbie and tell to bring her up. I’d love to ask her a few questions if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all,” Bianca said hesitantly as she smiled tightly.

A wicked grin spread across Phi Phi’s face as she dialed Robbie’s number.

“Yes, hi Robbie please send Miss Delano up to me immediately. Thank you.” Phi Phi clicked end before Robbie could reply.

“Anyway, while we wait for Adore, I’d love to offer you a networking opportunity. You seem to have a lot of talent and Chicago Fashion Week is coming up. I know Redken wants a local salon to do hair and makeup for their models, so I would love to give you their contact information,” Phi Phi rattled off. “If you believe you and your team are up to it, anyway.”

“Of course!” Bianca exclaimed without hesitation. “Do you have a card?”

Phi Phi rifled through her desk before she found a business card, scribbling down Redken's information.

“Here’s a number with an extension directly to the Redken fashion week manager. If they ask how you got it, just use me as a reference.”

“Wow, thanks,” Bianca said, taking a picture of the business card with her phone before putting both away. She couldn’t wait to connect with them later on.

Miss O’hara’s elevator doors opened and Adore stumbled through them clumsily to Bianca’s dismay.

Apparently she didn’t get the “stay in the bathroom” memo.

“Oh hello Adore! Please have a seat,” Phi Phi cooed, gesturing to the chair next to Bianca.

Adore slumped down into the chair and let her legs hang wide open. Thank god she was wearing leggings underneath her sheer black dress.

“So Adore, what made you decide to dye your hair black and get a keratin treatment?” Phi Phi asked.

“Well, I didn’t really have a say,” Adore shrugged. “I just did what Bianca wanted.”

Phi Phi raised her eyebrows with fascination at the statement.

“Really? So you had no say in how your hair was going to turn out?” Phi Phi cocked her head.

Fuck. This was going to be a fucking disaster, Bianca could feel it. She felt like she was going to faint as she watched Adore slide down the chair and onto the floor.

“Nah. But I mean, Courm was right, my hair was a fuckin’ mess,” Adore slurred.

“I’m sorry who?”

“Courm! Courtney, sorry. She’s a coworker of mine, real pretty blonde. Knows how to be pretty better than I do.”

Phi Phi looked between the two girls uneasily before scribbling vigorously on the notepad.

“Do you like how your hair turned out?” Phi Phi asked.

“I think it’s obvious that she does Miss O’Hara,” Bianca spat, growing more and more annoyed.

“B, it’s fine, don’t stress man. Yeah, I like it. I went from a 6 to a 10 in a couple of hours. It was a party,” Adore drawled.

“Interesting.” Phi Phi nodded. “Alright, well I think that about covers everything I was going to ask you. Simplicité will be featured in the next edition of Modern.”

“Thank you so much for the opportunity,” Bianca said graciously as she stood up. She towered over the petite raven haired woman, who then shook her hand briskly.

“It wasn’t a problem. Oh my gosh, Can I see that business card that I gave you? I just realized, I think I gave you the wrong number,” Phi Phi asked.

“Sure...” Bianca said wearily as she handed it over and Phi Phi then set it on her desk.

”I’ll send you an email with the correct one tonight.” Phi Phi smiled. “Hopefully our paths will cross again soon. Great to meet you both.”

Bianca smiled awkwardly, thanking her before she and Adore exited her penthouse office. As they stood in the elevator, an awkward tension built as they descended floor by floor.

“Bianca-“

“No. Not here,” Bianca said coldly, putting a hand up in front of her face. “And not until you sober up.”

Adore nodded, pressing her lips tightly together before the elevator doors opened. She didn’t think she had been acting unprofessionally, but judging by Bianca’s annoyance she had been.

“Have a great day.” Robbie waved kindly to them as they exited the elevator.

“Thanks, you too,” Bianca murmured, defeated.

——

Bianca had originally wanted to wait until Adore had sobered up to really yell at her. Why she would even think to extend such generosity to her, she didn’t know. But the more she thought about the interview on the drive home, the angrier she became.

Adore was singing along obnoxiously to some Dua Lipa song on the radio, hands flailing about outside of the window like she didn’t just ruin Bianca’s biggest opportunity. It was a warm day today, not too humid surprisingly but warm enough to wear short sleeves without a coat.

Bianca tapped the radio off, glaring at the road ahead of them as she merged onto the tollway.

“What the fuck man!” Adore exclaimed, turning the radio back on. Bianca promptly slammed her radio back off, giving Adore vicious side eye.

“Do you even realize what you’ve done?” Bianca started, voice dripping with bitterness.

“Uh, yeah I’ve just been singing along to the radio. What’s your damage today? You’re seriously in a bad mood,” Adore observed, propping her feet on the dashboard.

Bianca accelerated towards the nearest off ramp, cutting someone off to get there. She sped through the intersection and flashed through the yellow light before coming to a screeching halt on the side of the main road. The car heaved as she slammed on her brakes, propelling them both forward before shifting the car in park.

“What the fuck is wrong with you man? Are you crazy?” Adore exclaimed, glaring at Bianca.

“The better question is are YOU crazy?” Bianca countered, slamming her hands on the steering wheel in frustration. “Do you even realize what you’ve fucking done?”

“Besides help you at the interview? No, Bianca I don’t know.”

“No you idiot. You fucking ruined everything!” Bianca screamed, as she felt her eyes burn. “Any opportunity to go to Chicago fashion week, or New York or to even have a successful business is gone!”

Adore was silent, daring not to move a muscle. Every ounce of color she had left had drained from her face as Bianca yelled at her in a way no one had ever yelled at her before.

“Do you know why it’s gone, Adore?” Bianca asked calmly.

Adore was unable to move, frozen in fear by the intensity in Bianca’s voice.

“Let me fucking spell it out for you. You. You irresponsibly drank, smoked, did whatever it is you do at the bar and you’re still drunk this morning! And drunk you thought it would be okay to smoke before an interview-“

“It was to fucking calm my stomach down!” Adore protested. “So I could fucking be there for you today!”

“Be there for me?” Bianca said agast. “Adore if you really wanted to be there for me, you wouldn't've fucking drank that much last night. You should know your fucking limits by now, you aren’t a fucking child.”

“You know what a child would have done?” Adore said, raising her voice now. “A child would have called out sick and left you to fend for yourself.”

“No, Adore you’re wrong. An adult would have done that. You did what a CHILD would do, which is irresponsibly drink before an important interview, show up still drunk and high and try to charm the pants off of the executive of a major magazine by slurring your words and embarrassing me,” Bianca sneered.

Adore was sobered by the conversation, not knowing what to say. Nothing she would say would make this better. Her head was spinning, not knowing where to go or what to do to fix this.

“You ruined everything me and my mother had been working so hard for,” Bianca spat, voice cracking near the end.

“Bianca-“

“Do me a huge favor and just shut the fuck up already,” Bianca snapped, turning the car back on. “Just shut the fuck up. I’m dropping you off at home and then I’m going to work. Fucking take a nap or something. Sober up, not that it fucking matters now.”

Adore gulped, tears stinging as she looked out the window of the car. She refused to look at Bianca the rest of the way home.

——-

Bianca walked into the salon, not acknowledging anyone. She ran downstairs, slammed the door of her office and locked it, before sliding down the back of it. She felt relief finally, to be alone and to let herself cry. Sobs bubbled out of her with ease, and she didn’t even care at this point.

She fixated on a picture of her and her mother hanging on the wall nearby. They were smiling, matching dimples and all, arms around each other as they posed for the camera. Everything had led up to this interview, just to be thrown away by one person. By one poor decision.

There were so many things she could have done to prevent this. For one, she could’ve just left Adore at home. Or never even hired her.

But Bianca made the decision to have Adore set up the interview, and come along. Bianca had made the decision to hire Adore because of how fucking charming she is. She has a charisma that is irreplaceable and will take her far no matter what.

Anyone would be fired after the stunt that Adore pulled today. But Bianca just couldn’t bring herself to fire her. She had nothing. No family out here, no other job opportunities. But she still needed to be at least penalized. Something.

But she just.. had such a hard time with it. When Adore was on, she was on. Despite the fashion choice and a more lackadaisical approach on the phone, professionals and clients alike adored her. She had something that no one could replace or duplicate.

Bianca was guilty of feeling the attraction to her. It was hard not to, she was just so charming.

Clearly, there was something holding her back from letting her go. She just couldn’t admit that to Adore. Not with Farrah in the picture. And definitely not as one of her employees.

She sighed, tears starting to slow down as she refocused on the picture of her and her mother.

What would she do? Bianca wondered How would her mom have handled it?

———

Farrah: We need to talk. Are you at work?

Adore stared down at her phone sadly. She was still crying from being yelled at by Bianca earlier.

Adore: I’m at home.

Farrah: Can I come over?

Adore: Can you come at around 6 or 7? I don’t feel too good.

Farrah: I guess.

Adore leaned her head against her bed frame, knowing that Farrah was probably still pissed about last night. She had gotten pretty intimate with Bianca on the dancefloor, and in the bathroom too which Farrah didn’t know about.

Maybe that's what hurt so bad about Bianca yelling at her. Not even 13 hours ago, they had bonded in the bathroom and on the dancefloor of the bar. That had been the first time she had really felt close to her roommate, and not so alone. To have that shattered by her own stupid mistake was devastating.

She usually didn’t take this sort of thing so hard though. She wondered if there could be something more behind her feeling this down about Bianca directing her hatred towards her.

She felt like she was obligated to fix this mess that she had put them in. She decided to do some research on Miss O’hara, googling her name and scrolling through the internet for some sort of saving grace. She didn’t know what she was looking for, but she had to find a way to help Bianca.

Phi Phi O’Hara catapults Modern Salon into international success

Phi Phi O’Hara: An Autobiography on sale now!

Modern Salon: The cosmetology industry’s first LGBT+ friendly powerhouse.

Adore clicked on the links, reading through each article trying to find one little nugget of hope.

It wasn’t until the last article where a lightbulb went off.

That’s when she got an idea.

Adore: I need your help.

——

The nerve, Farrah thought as she clicked out of her messages with Adore. Honestly she was so tired of being on the back burner.

Farrah: Are you doing anything right now?

Eureka: Just working. Why?

Farrah: Can I stop by?

Eureka: Sure. Wouldn’t your girlfriend get mad though?

Farrah:: She doesn’t care. I’ll be there shortly.

That wasn’t a complete lie. Adore really didn’t care about anything but herself and her work. Would she care if she knew? Probably. But in Farrah’s mind, she didn’t need to know.

———-

“Hey baby! I missed you!” Farrah cooed, blowing Eureka an air kiss as she walked into the bakery.

Eureka smiled, feeling her heart flutter as she saw Farrah for the first time in ages. It was almost like old times, as she handed off Farrah’s order to her in her small bag.

“I can’t have sex with you,” Farrah murmured over the counter. “But, I can definitely hang out with you.”

“It’s not about that for me.” Eureka smiled. “I’m just happy to spend some time with you.”

Farrah blushed, looking down into her bag as she took a bite out of her croissant.

“You remembered my order.” Farrah exclaimed.

“Of course I did! You’ve been ordering the same thing for months.” Eureka laughed. “So what’s on your mind? I can tell somethings wrong.”

Farrah bit her lip, hesitating as she stared down at the floor.

“The girlfriend,” Eureka sighed. “Alright, lay it on me. I’ll try not to be biased.”

Farrah told her all about last night. The dancing, the drunkenness, the fact that Adore didn’t chase after her when she left the club.

“It sounds like you guys aren’t on the same page. It seems like she wants something more casual,” Eureka said.

“I don’t want casual!” Farrah whined. “I just want something serious. Someone who can watch netflix and cuddle with me at night.”

Eureka nodded, trying to think of something to say other than ‘Dump her ass.’

“What should I do?” Farrah asked.

“I don’t know, but if you aren’t happy then I don’t think you should be with her,” Eureka said uneasily.

Farrah nodded, finishing her food in silence as she thought over everything. Adore was fun to be around and good in bed. But she didn’t seem like the serious relationship type of girl. In fact, she didn’t seem too serious about anything really.

“I think you’re right,” Farrah admitted. “I’m done being unhappy and doing things on her terms. I’m just going to see her tomorrow and deal with it then.”

Farrah: Can I just see you tomorrow instead? We can talk after work.

Adore: Sure.

“Of course she doesn’t care,” Farrah scoffed.

“Well, there's someone here that does,” Eureka said, smiling softly at her.

#multi chap #simplicité #biadore

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shay-iamiam · 7 years ago

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“I Have To Go Part 10″

Masterlist

A/N: 2,149 WORDS! I didn’t think i could do it but here it is. I hope you enjoy this part I had so much fun writing it. As my usual request leave feedback I would love to hear from you.

~ Shay

After debating and careful consideration you decide you wanted to be apart of the team again. But not up close out on the field or having sessions with more behind the scenes you talked to Steve and Tony and decided you could help out on the coms. They seemed so glad and happy they wanted to know if you had considered coming back full time Tony began Saying “ You know your room and your office are ready whenever you decided you want to come back, everything is right where you left it”.

Even though you wouldn’t be as involved as you were before you were glad that you would be around the compound again you missed seeing and hanging out with everyone. You weren’t ready to dive back this was a start. You had been trained by shield before you even began working with the Avengers at the compound so closely.

You and Kara had been running around all day trying to get your schedule in order since now you had two jobs now. You had managed to find some people who were willing to take over some of your group sessions you did threw out the week.

Like any other Wednesday evening Wade was your last session for the day.

Your session with Wade went semi-normal well as normal as it can get with him. You were actually able to steer the conversation away from his pick-up lines or his rated R jokes he’s not actually a pretty bad guy he’s just had a pretty rough life. You all talked about his time with shield and why he wanted to join to begin with. You found out he was actually recruited. He didn’t even know what S.H.I.E.L.D was before he talked to Sharon Carter.

He began to tell you how it happen “ I’ve always been pretty average I know hard to believe right me average, well I wont say I was just a normal guy working a regular 9-5. I did mercenary work and I made a fuck ton”. Wait I just scared you didn’t I fuck I didn’t think about it before I said yeah I was a hitman I was paid to kill people or beat them up as long as they were paying i did was ever was asked of me. “

You straighten your back and squared your shoulders and said “ Alright you did mercenary work alright, you basically did the work of a shield agent but without the fancy logo behind it “

Wade was honestly shocked you can tell he was not expecting you to say that you can tell especially the way his mouth hung open like a cartoon character. But he gathered his words and continued “ Um yeah yeah I guess you can say that but anyway I was recruited my Maria to work for S.H.I.E.L.D, well more like forced into it. It was either jail time or S.H.I.E.L.D and being the smart cunning man I am I choose S.H.I.E.L.D and here I am ‘,he finished taking a loud breath.

You were glad he actually decide to communicate with you. YOu never asked around about your the people you have sessions with you figured that when there ready and feel comfortable with you they’ll take about themselves. That’s one of the first things you did with Bucky during your first session.

“ Hi Mr.Barnes, please take a seat wherever you want “ you ,motion to the couple of areas you had in your office as you sat in your chair. He sat and didn’t say a word you began to speak you told him about your no push approach that whenever he felt comfortable enough with you to talk about anything he could. He let out and audible hough and began to speak “ No push approach that’s the first time i’ve ever heard that most people want to hear the sad growling stories of The Winter Soldier”. He finished saying. You began saying “ Well that’s not who you are so why would I ask about someone you’re not?”. He was honestly shocked he hadn’t expected you to say that you most of the therapist he’s spoken to since he has been back at the states usually start with his PTSD and his time being the soldier since they had all considered him as that. But you separated him from the solder making it sound like they were two different people.

You could see the hesitation to speak on his face so you began “ I’m not going to ask you about the winter soldier because I don’t consider you to be him. Its like you asking me something about Steve i’m not Steve and I can’t answer for him. You’re not the winter soldier and you can’t answer for him.” You finished letting out one big breath you didn’t realize you had been holding in.

Bucky had been taken back and didn’t know what to say so you two sat in silence for the rest of his session. At the end you walked him out and told him when his next one was.

He turned to you and said “ You’re not going to give me anything you think I need to work on being like “ being more social or trying acclimate to the new times?” . You turned and gave him a small smile saying “ when you’re ready you’ll do and talk about these things on your own, i’m just a listening ear to help you on the way.”

As usual you walked Wade out expecting to see Kara but Wanda is sitting there instead you squeal and practically run over to her. You two began to talk “what are you doing here?’ you said with so much excitement. “ Well Steve broke the news today about you coming back and running coms for the team, so i talked to Tony and we decided to throw a small get together for your return I’m so excited about you coming back.” You were taken back at what Wanda had told you. You haven’t even told Bucky about your decision and for him to hear it from Steve made you feel terrible. Wanda could instantly pick up on your new found stress “ You haven’t spoken to Bucky about it have you?, I’m sure he’ll be glad that you’ll be back.” Wanda finished “ But that’s the thing Wnda I haven’t even told him I had thought about it.” just ass Wanda was about to speak you hear a very loud and clear “ Oh My God you’re an avenger?” You had completely forgotten about your very outspoken client Wade. “ No Wade I am not and avenger.”

But she might as well be Wanda said you turned shooting her a very noticeable glare.

“I can’t believe the women I have a crush on is practically an avenger and here i thought that this was just your day job” Wade said. Kara and Wanda picked up on what Was said and you hadn’t yet, you were just worried about Wade knowing a little too much about you. “ Well Mr..Wilson I’ll see you next week same time’ you said while you grabbed hand and rushed back in your office and slammed the doors off its hinges.

As soon as you got in your office you began pacing a hole threw your floor. You were worried about Bucky. You were now worried about him thinking you were coming back to the compound completely. Based on what Wanda had said it seems like Steve let them believe that you were coming back but you weren’t. “ You know I can hear everything you’re thinking “ You had completely forgotten about Wanda’s presents. “Don’t worry about Bucky he’ll just be glad that you’ll be around the compound again. I’ve been listening in on him since you left and he misses your presence around the compound. He’ll just be thankful that you’ll be there.” You took a deep breath and asked her what time you need to arrive to the compound tonight.

You were hoping for it to be an actual small get together but with Tony involved you were never sure. You told Wanda that you would come by early to have some girls time with her and Nat. You walked into her room yelling “ Hello is anyone home.” Wanada and Nat walked in right behind you hugging and telling you how happy they were to have you back around. They asked you to spin around complimenting your outfit you had opted to wear something fun and casual for this lovely fall evening.

You and the girl’s caught up talking about anything new Wanda telling Nnat about your very outspoken patient she walked in on today. You brushed it off saying that he was just a very outspoken person who said what ever came to his mind. Nat Asked for his name and you said you couldn’t tell her patient confidentiality but Wanda said “but you can’t stop me his name is Wade Wilson.” Nat had a smirk on her face “ I’ve heard of him he used to be quiet the talk around S.H.I.E.L.D he had a reputation he had the least amount of casualties out anyone at S.H.I.E.L.D and he barely got hurt and when he did he would heal freaky fast. Plus he’s cute.” She said with a smirk on gracing her face. You were cut from speaking when Sam walked in the room and squeezed you tight in a hug “ Oh it’s so good to see you around here again I’ve been going crazy dealing with these people without you and plus I miss my running buddy.” He said exaggerating every word he said. You told him you had missed him the most with a playful tone. He came to tell you that the food had arrived and to come out to the back. You began to gather your stuff and walk out the room when Nat asked if you two could speak.

“ You know you don’t have to come back you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do because of Barnes. I know you love him and that you care about him sometimes more than you care about yourself. But you needed to take that time and focus on yourself for once. If you need more time it doesn’t matter how he feels take it for yourself. “ She said and grabbed you in a big hug.

You had so much to consider already but you just wanted to focus on this evening with your family. You decide to take the long way to the back when you heard someone behind you : I see we were thinking the same thing.” Bucky came up and hugged you from behind “ Hey doll I missed you.” he said spinning you towards him and looking you in the eyes. “ We just had a movie night two days ago and have been texting constantly how could you miss me?”you said with a big grin on your face. “ exactly two days is too long to go without seeing your face.” He began to lead you by the hand outside “ I may have hand something to do with the setup for tonight I hope you like it.” As you stepped into the back yard you were surprised the back of the compound had been decorated in fairy lights and your f/f were in the middle of the table. You tuned to see Bucky staring at you with hope in his eyes. “ Buck this is beautiful you even hung fairy lights.” You had a thing about fairy lights you always thought they made any space look more homey.

You sat with Bucky and enjoyed dinner with the team Wanda and Vision had cooked and it was the best spaghetti you had ever had. You all talked any just enjoyed each other’s company like old time. At the end of the night you and Bucky had curled up on one of the coaches in the common room and were talking about the most mundane things you could honestly say this was the best night you had had in awhile. Bucky began speaking “ All your stuff is where you left it and ready for you to come back to.” You were taken off guard and began to think about Nats words to you from earlier. You had gotten up and followed Bucky back to your old room telling everyone goodnight . You had changed into a oversized tee and were waiting on Bucky to join you. “ Hey Buck can we talk?” you said “ Sure is the room to cold I try to fix the thermostat last night I.” he began explaining “Bucky i’m not ready to move back in.’ The next thing you heard was a loud scream.

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A/N: Please don’t hate me but I love a little angst. Tell me what your thinking.

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #wade wilson x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel series #marvel masterlist #marvel fanfiction #mcu

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earnian · 7 years ago

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Uneven numbers!

(1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

It’s literally always open :9. There’s no doors on them

(3) Can You Whistle?

Yes

(5) What Is Your Favourite Colour?

Yellow. I love yellow, it’s so happy :).

(7) What Is The Temperature Right Now?

2 C outside right now, 20 in the house.

(9) How Many Followers?

169, but I’m 90% sure, that 140 of them are just porn bots.

(11) What Is Your Eye Colour?

Hazel-Grey.

(13) Do You Sing In The Shower?

Depends on the day, and where my shower thoughts bring me.

(15) Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14

“Abra can’t actually attack, but when you can escape bullies this easily, why bother?” -The official Pokemon handbook 1999

(17) Last Person You Cried In Front Of?

My best friend, Briar.

(19) What Did You Have For Lunch?

I didn’t eat today cause it’s only 4:20am, but yesterday I had a mixture where I made myself spaghetti, once cooked, I made some chicken noodle soup, put real chicken in with it, some peppers, mushroom, and some garlic powder, when fully cooked, I pour it on top of the spaghetti. Eat with fork and spoon. It un-dry’s the spaghetti, and gives it the chicken noodle flavour. Makes pasta less boring in my opinion :).

(21) Favourite Animal?

Ferret.

(23) What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

I have an unfit schedule, but I try my absolute best to sleep between the times of midnight and 2am.

(25) Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean?

Pool, I’m afraid of beds of water.

(27) Bottled Water Or Tap Water?

Honestly, as long as the tap water is proven safe and fine, either or. Depends on the taste to be honest.(I’m a picky water drinker.)

(29) Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

(31) Dogs Or Cats?

Animals

(33) PlayStation Or Xbox.

I’m a nintendo boy, but honestly, I’ve played much more playstation than xbox. I also enjoy a lot more playstation games over the years.

(35) Do You Believe In Magic?

Show me some. I’ve never seen magic IRL.

(37) Can You Curl Your Tongue?

Like flip your tongue over? I can flip it in every direction, haha. I can also do something really gross with it, but that’s another story ;-).

(39) Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?

Actually, no.

(41) Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?

I haven’t cause I heard that if you touch a butterfly’s wings, they can die from it :(. (Might of been a moth, but I don’t want to risk it.)

(43) Do You Have Strange Dreams?

Literally everyday. Man, if someone asked me what type of dream I had everyday, I’d probably be one of those weird blogs that gets blocked LOL. My dreams are messed up.

(45) Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

8 Below, My dog skip, Hachi,

(47) If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be?

I’d just honestly be happy that you chose me to go to a concert with.

(49) Are You A Heavy Sleeper?

Very heavy to an extent.

(51) Do You Like To Read / Write?

Uhh, I love writing to people who what I write might influence or inspire them. I love reading things that show people care.

(53) Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?

Wrap presents, cause it’s for someone else.

(55) What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather)

Snow, Winter, Christmas.

(57) Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed.

I think that’s what it’s asking for. The 2 new followers are porn blogs if you’re curious, haha :9.

(59) Coffee Or Tea?

Teaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

(61) What Is Your Sexuality?

I really don’t like labels, I find people should just love whatever they love. But I do like all males.

(63) Favourite Pokemon?

Caterpie.

(65) What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories?

I don’t use instagram much at all, I don’t really know what it is. I don’t find I look good enough for an instagram.

(67) Are You A Virgin?

Yes

(69) If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free?

Isn’t sleeping in your car illegal? Can’t you get a fine for doing that. I’d probably find a motel.

(71) Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?

Deadpool 2? I don’t watch a lot of movies. The most recent movie I’ve wanted to watch and am excited for is “Thelma”, but I can’t find anywhere to watch/Download it.

(73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now?

“Whoever threw that paper, ya mom’s a hoe.” -Vine- (My roommate is a bad influence, haha.)

(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?

YES. Almost every time I see a swing set, I yell “SWING.” and start swinging. If I move from my house, I hope there’s a swing set nearby.

(77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

Sudoku. I’m an old fart, hehe.

(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?

5 hours? 50 hours? Who’s counting, I’m on it to waste time ;-).

(81) Do You Like Meeting New People?

I actually do, sure it’s scary, and I hate how I don’t know the person, so I’ll never know their judgement on me. But meeting a new person that might build into someone is what I like. I actually wouldn’t mind meeting new people. Just having people around.

(83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?

Depends on the day, sometimes yes, sometimes no. It makes no difference with me. I’m getting myself to be open to as many things as possible, so if I ever one day meet someone, I wont have troubles adjusting. :).

(85) What Do You Wear To Bed?

Depends on the day, Sometimes I sleep in just my boxers, sometimes PJ’s,

(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person?

Both honestly, if someone is willing to hang out with me, no time is a bad time :).

(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.

OH BOY, I’ll just tell a short one for now. Once I had a dream where I was being chased by this fox, The whole town had been run down by a bunch of bandits and everyone including my parents were slaughtered. I ran into the forest where the fox spotted me alone and scared and just chased me headstrong. I was quickly running low on stamina and started slowing down. The fox realized this and started circling, getting closer and closer. Eventually I dropped from the adrenaline stopping and the fox was pretty much next to me, sniffing me. I wailed my arms to try to shoo it away, but every time I wailed, I heard the snipping of the fox’ mouth trying for my arm, so I stopped. A short distance from behind me, I heard a growl, a husky low toned growl. the fox continued to playfully jump, as if it was joyful. Toying with it’s prey. Then a whimper’d thunk came from the direction of the fox, and I hear tumbling a short distance away. I look up and this giant ass bear is standing in front of me. I cover my neck and drop my head back down, but the bear bit his teeth into my head and started violently shaking it. I woke up in a panic where my head was shaking like crazy, felt like I was having a seizure.

(91) What Sounds Are Your Favourite?

I absolutely love the sound of other people’s voices. I just LOVE it. it makes me so happy to hear another person’s voice and range. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE

(93) How Do You Look Right Now?

Like someone who lost something, and looks happy on the outside though, but you know there’s still something wrong with them.

(95) What Tattoo Do You Want?

Never really wanted a tattoo.

Thank you so much for playing! And in case this was the same person and just wanted the odd of the same post I did before, The answer to those are underneath. Sorry everyone for making a long post, :(.

1: What are you wearing?

PJ’s and Socks

3: Ever had a terrible breakup?

No, but I did have to end a relation with someone cause they thought we were dating and I told them I was gay. :(

5: How much do you weigh?

... 99-109 pounds...

7: Any piercings that you want?

One on the eyebrow, but I think that’s it.

9: Favorite Show?

I wont include anime in this, so favorite show would have to be Over the Garden Wall? I watch it every year during halloween time.

11: Something you miss?

Hanging out with people without it having to do with video games.

13: How old are you?

15: Hair Color?

Brown highlighted, Natural.

17: Favorite singer?

Uhhh, I’m not much for listening to music with vocals, but I LOVE amy lee’s voice.

19: Loud music or soft?

Either or. No preference.

21: How long does it take you to shower?

Depends on how long my brain wants me to process conversations I’ll never have.

23: Ever been in a physical fight?

Been in one? No, I’ve seen one in front of my eyes though... the anxiety is terrifying.

25: Turn off?

Hypocrisy.

27: Fears?

Being alone

29: Last time you cried?

1 month ago actually.

31: Last book you read?

The Official Pokemon handbook

33: Last show you watched?

I’m currently watching The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt.

35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted?

It’s my mom B).

37: Place you want to visit?

I’ve never really been outside of the small area I live in, so I never actually put thought in this. The world is large and scary, I don’t know to be honest.

39: Do you have a crush?

6 of them, in the fridge B).

41: Last time you were insulted and what was it?

3 months ago. Briar told me to fuck off.

43: What color shirt are you wearing?

Skin colour. Heh

45: Wearing any bracelets?

Yes actually, my mom made me it. And I love it :). I wear it everyday. I also have 2 hairbands, always.

47: Last song you sang?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eu2OYcgr4rM Me and my friend love the part where it goes “WaterWaterWaterWaterWaterWaterWaterWater” Besides that we hate the song LOL.

49: Last time you hung out with anyone?

Yresterday? I played Tales of Berseria with Briar.

Thank you so much for playing

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