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future-boi · 1 year ago

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Thanks to

⚡️@daryfromthefuture

💘 @jowritesfanfiction

💝 @bttf-dork for tagging me!!! 🥺😭

1. First rewatch was right before watching the musical. Second rewatch was right after watching the musical... Third was recently as I'm tryna write a fanfic and had to go over some scenes but idk if it counts

2. Bttf the musical poster and vinyl record!!! It's now the second record in my vinyl collection hahaha

3. I don't drink soda 😅

4. HELL YEAH I always take the opportunity to advertise fanfic 🤩 Its about post trilogy Marty being a bit angsty about the new timeline and missing the old timeline. But it has a happy ending. I think its the closest to canon because other ones with the same premise lean so much into the angst (not that that's bad!!! Just saying it's not the same vibes as the movies u kno) Its also old but holy shit, it contains the most cathartic end to the series. The much needed closure 🤌✨️

Peace by dapperdragon

I'm so SAD cuz I don't think the author's on Tumblr? And havent posted on Ao3 in 2 years... Which sucks cuz I'm planning to DRAW THIS FIC. Or at least the ending scene 🥺💘 It wont be for a while cuz I'm tryna hone my skills and DO IT JUSTICE💪😤 but yeah next year is its 10 year anniversary that's crazy HAHA. Give it a read plz plz plz its only 1 chapter.

5. THATS TOUGH

It's so cozy and gives me all the warm fuzzies 🥰

I'm breaking the rules

BUT I HAD TO INCLUDE THIS. FIGHT ME

Anything by @cheriboms ngl HAHAHA

Ok but if I really had to choose:

Cuz it marks the start of Doctober 🥺 and like 🥺 we did that together 🥺👉👈💘💝

Also cuz its in color and sunrises/sunset always gimme warm fuzzies🥰

6. THATS ALSO TOUGH. Actually less tough. It's all under my [#personal fave] tag. But since the other was sunrise, I gotta put sunset 😁

LMAO when u link stuff, it shows ur tag line. I totally forgot I set that 🍫🍫🍫

7. BAHAHAHAHAHA... school...

8. The Wild Life (1984) I dont recommend it tho!! 😂😂😂 it has Lea Thompson and Eric Stoltz. I also checked out the one clip from that one episode on Family Ties with Crispin Glover and Micheal J Fox. I recommend that one, it's actually funny 😂

Then I checked out the clips with Tom Hanks on the show LMAO

9. Not this year, but during my American Psycho (2000) phase, I thought their undisputed masterpiece was "Hip to be Square" 🤌✨️ A song so catchy, most people probably don't listen to the lyrics. But they should! Because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity, and the importance of trends, it's also a personal statement about the band itself--!!

HEY PAUL!!!

10. None, I don't think...

11. Hell yeah! I detailed it all on this post

12. Uh prolly once a long long time ago that I don't remember LMAO she don't talk bout it like Lorraine🤭

13. "Hey..! What the hell is this?!"

14. I got to go on both European and US trains this year. Haven't been on a skateboard since I was a tiny kid. Have never been on a horse. Never been on a DeLorean. I have run in the rain lmao. Dance? Does a concert count? My friends and I danced at one (my first one!). Never hung up a clock. Does a ukulele count? I don't think I am or ever was capable of pulling an all nighter 😂 its so weird for me to hear my peers doing it. Like??? Yall fr? Nah fam. I don't read sci fi. I don't eat fast food lmao

15. GETTING MY FANFIC DONE. Currently, it spans 6 parts and goes over the entire trilogy, complete with a Hell Valley Filler Arc! 🤭😁 but I'm working on part 1 rn and will post it while I work on part 2 and so on...

I'm also planning to draw a moment from other fanfic I adore like I've done in the past few months

Learning how to color +render my digital art would be nice!

Tagging @cheriboms

Thanks to the 3 again for tagging me! Tho @daryfromthefuture, we gotta throw hands real quick u stole who I was gonna tag😱😭😭😭😂☠️ ONLY I GET TO BOTHER @jowritesfanfiction 😤😤😤 nah jk 😁 unless 😶 nah jk jk ily i ain't hatin 😂💝

BTTF Year-End Tag Game!

This year:

How many times would you guess you watched the first back to the future movie?

Did you get any sweet bttf merch? If so, what!

How many cans of Pepsi Free did you chug this year?

What was a favorite bttf fanfic you read this year?

A favorite bttf fanart you saw this year? (please give us a link, not a screencap/repost!)

Did you create any bttf fanart or fanfic? If you did, what one(s) are you proudest of?

How many times were you late for school this year?

Did you watch any other movies/tv shows with BTTF actors in them?

Was there a memorable moment you heard a Huey Lewis song this year?

How many times did you fall down this year?

Did you get to see BTTF: The Musical? What was your experience like!

How many times did your mom retell the story of how she and your father met?

If you could describe your year in a BTTF quote, which one would it be?

⚡️LIGHTNING ROUND⚡️ Did you get to: go on any trains, skate on a skateboard, ride a horse, drive a Delorean, run in the rain, go to a dance, hang up a clock, play the guitar, pull an all-nighter, read science fiction, or drive thru Burger King this year?

Your future is whatever you make it! So what are you going to make of this coming year?

I tag: @agentmcfly24601 @moonlightandstarshimmer @brinkle-brackle @bg-sparrow @bttf-dork @mrfutureboy @pepsifox88 @tsukinikawatteus @itsthemorph @synthsays and anyone who would like to answer these questions! as always, no pressure!

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ticklishfiend · 4 years ago

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Cool Beans (My Hero Academia)

Pairings : Lee!Ojiro / Ler!Bakusquad (minor lee!bkg, ler!kiri with kiribaku!!!)

A/N : aaa this was a rlly cute prompt, tysm anon! took me a while to write this considering i wasn't really sure how to write for ojiro's character haha. i also don't think the toe bean thing is canon whatsoever but guess what, neither is kiribaku and u dont see me shutting up abt them do u? either way, hope u guys enjoy this!! much love <333

Summary : Denki decides to invite Ojiro to one of the Bakusquad's weekly sleepovers, and once they both arrive, is shocked to find that Ojiro has...toe beans? No way he can't investigate those! (even if they do turn out to be a bit sensitive...)

Word Count : 3651

⚠️quick heads up!! i had to add some lines after the "keep reading" so tumblr wouldn't mess up the writing! pls ignore them, they have nothing to do with the actual story!⚠️

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!! MWAH <333

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“Here, just glue that last paper down and we should be done!” Denki clapped his hands together with a wide smile, his tongue poking out of his teeth in excitement as Ojiro pasted the last picture onto their poster board for the night.

The pair had been working on a group project together for the past two days, and after hours of pretty heavy research and planning, they were finally finished, and Denki could not be more thrilled to not have to work anymore tonight. He’s had a good time with Ojiro the past two days, though, and wasn’t really ready to just part ways with him just yet. He’d never really hung out with the guy much before this, and as it turns out they got along much better than he would’ve initially guessed. No way Denki was just gonna give up the chances of a new good friend.

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“So that’s it, right? We didn’t, like, forget a chunk did we?” Ojiro asked cautiously, knowing Denki was one to often forget important details like that. The electric teen sat in genuine thought for a moment, before popping his mouth with a smile.

“Nope! We’re all good, man,” Denki stood from his spot on the floor, moving the poster over to another side of the room and picking up his bookbag, turning back around to face Ojiro who was busy putting stuff away in his drawers. “Hey, um, me and a couple others are having a sleepover in the common room tonight. Would you wanna join us? I’ve kinda enjoyed hanging out with you these past few days so I think it’d be pretty fun if you went!”

Ojiro looked at him with an almost shocked expression on his face for a moment, eyebrows raised and mouth just slightly agape. “O-Oh, um...sure!” He looked towards his bedroom door a little warily and almost like he was confused, looking back to Denki with a thumb pointed towards the door. “Is it happening, like, now, or…?”

“Oh! Uh, yeah Bakugou and Kirishima already finished their project so they’re probably down there right now, but you can just come down whenever you feel like it! I’ve gotta grab a few pillows and my blanket first but I’ll be down there in just a minute.”

“Alright then, um...I guess I’ll meet you there?”

“Sure thing, man! I’ll tell the others you’ll be coming,” Denki gave Ojiro a big thumbs up before practically bouncing his way out the door and towards his own room to grab his stuff. This was definitely gonna be a fun night.

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It took a while for Ojiro to get his stuff together for the night, wanting to make sure he had everything so he wouldn’t have to walk back to his room in the middle of the night and risk waking any of the light-sleepers of the dorm. But, once he was sure he had everything and had hyped himself up enough to do it, he finally made his way out of his bedroom, walking towards the common area with his pillow and blanket in hand.

Upon entry, Denki’s whole little friend group was sat lounging around the common areas. Bakugou and Kirishima were cuddled together under the same blanket at the corner of one of the couches, while Mina was on the opposing side of the same couch under her own pink and purple blanket. Sero sat on his own little chair, while Denki sat on the floor on top of an orange bean bag someone must have brought from their own room. Ojiro took a deep breath in before marching his way towards them, waving his arm that held his pillow under the armpit.

“Hey guys!” Ojiro greeted with a smile, all the teens turning around to face him with smiles of their own (well, all except for Bakugou, but Ojiro took no offense to that).

“Ayyye, it’s the Tailster!” Sero chuckled from his spot on the chair, giving Ojiro a little nod in welcome. Denki hopped off his beanbag excitedly, speeding his way behind Sero’s chair to grab a purple bean bag he must’ve brought just for Ojiro’s company. He plopped it right down next to his orange one, showing it off with pride.

“Jirou let me borrow this tonight! I invited her over too but apparently she had plans with Momo,” Denki rolled his eyes playfully with a grin, pretending to gag with a finger in his mouth.

“Booooo, love sucks!” Sero heckled with his hands cupping around his mouth, chuckling when Bakugou threw a throw pillow at him from his spot cuddled up against Kirishima.

Ojiro giggled at their playfulness, sitting his pillow down beside his beanbag before sitting himself down on it comfortably. “Thanks for inviting me, you guys, seriously.”

“Babes, of course!” Mina exclaimed from her spot behind Ojiro on the couch. “We love having you around, Oji!”

“Yeah man, what she said!” Kirishima spoke up, pointing at Mina in agreement. “You’re a super manly dude, Ojiro. We were so excited when Denki told us you said you’d come!”

“Dude, even Bakugou was psyched,” Sero smirked, pointing his thumb at a now seething Bakugou.

“I was not PSYCHED you Spider-Man wannabe! He’s just less annoying than any of you bastards; thought it’d be a nice change of pace for once,” Bakugou rolled his eyes, slumping into Kirishima’s chest with his arms crossed like a pouting toddler. Kirishima just giggled at his boyfriend’s little temper tantrum, scratching at his scalp just the way he knew the blonde loved (which immediately calmed him down from any previous rage he felt towards the, quote, “Spider-Man Wannabe”).

Denki threw himself onto the bean bag next to Ojiro, TV remote in hand as he grinned up towards the tailed hero-in-training. “It’s a Disney movie night; got any suggestions as our guest of honor?”

Ojiro sat in thought for a minute, scratching at his chin as he scanned through all the past Disney films he’d watched over the years through his head. “Hm...Wreck It Ralph?”

“Oh FUCK yeah, this guy’s coming to every movie night from here on out!” Bakugou exclaimed, the compliment making Ojiro feel a little sheepish as he chuckled shyly. The others nodded in agreement, Denki getting the movie ready on the TV from his position propped up on the beanbag.

Once the movie had started, Ojiro decided he wanted to make himself a little more cozy now that he felt more comfortable around the group of other teens. He laid his pillow down on the floor, lounging back against the beanbag and propping up his feet on the soft cushion. Denki glanced over towards Ojiro when he noticed the movement, his eyes naturally gazing towards the boy’s now propped up feet. Denki gasped in excitement when he saw something he had never noticed before on the boy.

“Dude! You’ve got little toe beans!” The electric blonde pointed eagerly down at Ojiro’s feet, the tailed teen blushing slightly at the attention. Denki scooted in closer to his feet, looking intently at the little pink buds on his soles and toes. “No way, this is so cool! Can I touch them?”

“U-Uh, sure, just be gentle please,” Ojiro scratched at his neck sheepishly, unable to keep down the blush pushing at his cheeks and ears from the attention.

Sero suddenly hopped down from his spot on his chair, plopping down next to Denki to get a look at Ojiro’s feet as well. “Yup. Tailster’s got beans.”

Ojiro chuckled at the nickname before flinching when he felt a single finger touch down on the pink pad right under his toes. Denki used the pads of his fingers to idly trace and feel around the flesh, and Ojiro couldn’t help the way his toes tried to instinctively curl up at the sensation.

“They’re so soft, I could do this forever,” Denki sighed, continuing to brush little shapes into the pads. Ojiro gasped with a small jerk when he felt a nail accidentally scrape against the skin, and Denki instinctively pulled his hand back in shock. “Oh, dude, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you!”

Ojiro shook his head immediately. “No, you didn’t hurt me, it’s okay! It’s just...the uh, the ‘beans’ are a little...um…sensitive.”

Ojiro could see Sero raise an eyebrow at the word, a small grin appearing on his face as he nudged Denki in the shoulder with his elbow. “I think what Oji’s tryna say is, his beans are ticklish.” Sero glanced at the embarrassed Ojiro, Denki following suit with a large grin plastered on his face.

“Aww, that’s so cute! Kaminari, tickle his beans!” Mina giggled from her spot on the couch, Bakugou rolling his eyes at their silliness. The angry blonde pointed an accusatory finger towards Ojiro, the tailed boy’s eyes a little wide at the intimidation.

“Don’t be fuckin’ loud, Tail, I’m tryna watch the movie you picked out,” Bakugou grumbled, dropping his arm and pushing himself further into Kirishima’s chest as the red-head played with his hair soothingly.

Before Ojiro could respond, he yipped when he felt two teasing nails scratch slowly along the padding on his feet, his leg jerking back only to be stopped by Denki grabbing his ankle and holding the appendage in place.

“Ah ah ah, no getting away now, Oji! I wanna test this out a little more,” Denki chuckled, scribbling his two fingers into the bean. Ojiro gasped, quickly clamping his hands onto his mouth to muffle any giggles that threatened to burst out. Denki continued his slow, ticklish touches while looking over towards Sero. “Sero, get the other foot for me.”

“With pleasure~,” Sero chuckled, gently grabbing Ojiro’s other ankle and scribbling his fingers along the pad on his arch. Finally, Ojiro’s dam broke, muffled giggles being heard from behind his palms as he squirmed in his beanbag.

“Guhuhuys! Nohoho!” He giggled, gently pulling at his trapped feet to no avail. He really didn’t want to kick them, and was almost a little glad they were holding him by his ankles to prevent it, but at the same time it tickled so so badly and he didn’t know how much longer he could take it before he was gonna start to scream laugh.

“Does it really tickle?” Denki asked honestly, but the question only made Ojiro blush even harder behind his hands, the electric teen unintentionally teasing him beyond belief. “I’m gonna go faster, okay? I wanna test and see if it tickles more like that.”

Ojiro nodded shyly, before shrieking at the feeling of three fingers scribbling even faster along the pads of his foot, Sero’s hand still scribbling rather slowly on his other foot, but oh so teasingly.

“GYAHAHA! Kaminahahari! Guhuhuys! It tihihickles!” Ojiro cackled, keeping one hand over his mouth while the other went to grip at the side of his bean bag for support.

“Get his toes ones, you idiots. The toes always tickle worse,” Bakugou called from the couch, Kirishima giggling beside him.

“Yeah, you would know, wouldn’t you Bakugou?” Kirishima teased, pinching Bakugou’s side under the blanket and causing the blonde to yelp before hitting the redhead in the chest playfully with a frown.

Denki heard Bakugou loud and clear, moving his fingers up to scribble along the pads covering Ojiro’s toes. The poor tailed boy squealed, his kicking and thrashing getting a little more aggressive as Sero also moved upwards to mimic Denki’s tickling.

“NAHAHA! STHAHAHAP! IT TICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUCH WOHOHORSE!” Ojiro cackled, both of his hands shooting down to clutch at his tummy that was convulsing from laughter. “PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IT!”

“Oh c’moooon Oji! You’re a hero in training! I’d think you could handle a couple bean-tickles!” Sero teased, switching to pinch at the pad with his finger and thumb. Ojiro screamed through his giggle fit, making Bakugou groan and grab the remote to turn on the subtitles.

“NOHOHO! NOHOHO PIHIHINCHING! PLEHEHEASE!” Ojiro pleaded, his eyes squeezed so tightly shut that he could see little colorful fireworks in the darkness of his eyelids. Kaminari just giggled, pinching at the boy’s big toe despite his desperate pleas.

“You’re really ticklish, man! Is it like this everywhere or just your beans?” Denki raised an eyebrow before glancing over towards his three friends on the couch. Mina squealed excitedly, knowing exactly what the blonde was implying, while Bakugou just groaned into Kirishima’s chest.

“I don't wanna moveeeee,” Bakugou whined, making Kirishima just roll his eyes with a smile. Kirishima pinched Bakugou’s side again without stopping this time, making Bakugou jerk with a few choked giggles. “N-Nohoho! Kihihiri!”

“I’ll just tickle you ‘til you help us tickle Ojiro, Kats,” Kirishima teased into the blonde's ear, who promptly scrunched up his shoulder and batted at the boy’s face.

“Fihihihine! I’ll hehehelp! Just quhuhuit!” he giggled, huffing when Kirishima finally relented. They both moved from their cozy spot on the couch, the three of them getting down on the floor next to Ojiro. Denki and Sero had momentarily stopped their tickling at this point to give the boy a breather, but still held onto his ankles firmly as to not let him escape just yet.

“Guys, w-wait, hold on-” Ojiro pleaded with a blush before being hushed by Mina.

“Sorry, Oji, but this is a tickle-friendly group! Might have to get used to it if you wanna spend more time with us!” Mina giggled, plopping down on his right side while Bakugou took his right. Kirishima sat behind him, quickly hooking his arms under Ojiro’s and pulling him back some to give the others access to his torso.

“Which we definitely want you to do! You’re super fun, Ojiro, and we wanna keep spending time with you!” Kirishima smiled, though Ojiro couldn’t exactly see it as Kirishima was behind his head. “And hey, if you really really need us to stop, our safeword is ‘koala’!”

“I came up with that one,” Denki chuckled proudly, holding a hand to his chest.

“That’s...that’s really nice of you guys to say,” Ojiro smiled with flushed cheeks, sighing before bringing his head up to face them. “Alright, I’m ready. Someone should probably sit on my tail, though; I’m really ticklish and sometimes it goes a little out of control.”

“No problem, buddy! Bakugou; tail,” Kirshima pointed with his finger extended towards Bakugou, who just rolled his eyes and plopped down on his tail. “Comfy?”

“Y-Yeah, just hurry up, I’m not sure I can take waiting any longeR-HRG! HEHEHEHAHAHA! NAHAHAHA GAHAHAD!” Ojiro cackled wildy as all the teens around him dug into his sensitive body. Mina scribbled her finger in the hollow on his right armpit, while Bakugou took a much rougher approach, digging his fingers into the grooves of Ojiro’s ribs and vibrating mercilessly. Denki and Sero continued their incessant assault upon his so-called “toe beans,” scribbling wildly with their fingernails and leaving Ojiro an absolute mess underneath them. Kirishima got a little bored just being Ojiro’s physical captor, and took to blowing teasing air along the backs of Ojiro’s ears, which resulted in him scrunching up his neck with high-pitched squeals.

“Aww, he’s so ticklish!” Mina cooed, massaging circles with her thumb into Ojiro’s armpit, making the teen jerk and writhe under her assault with vicious cackles.

“It’s fucking hilarious, he’s losing his goddamn mind,” Bakugou chuckled, moving his fingers down to pinch along Ojiro’s sides right above his hips. Ojiro screamed, thrashing under their hold with desperate cackles and pleas.

“NAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHKUGOGOGOU! NAHAT THEHEHERE!” Ojiro’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut, his body trying desperately to wiggle away from those torturous fingers that refused to relent on his sensitive sides.

“Aww, someone’s got really ticklish sides!” Denki teased, pinching at Ojiro’s big toe pad while having to hold on to his ankle for dear life so he didn’t kick it out of his pin.

“PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T!!” he bursted, his body trying to curl in on itself from the ticklish sensations. “I’LL DOHOHO ANYTHIHIHING!”

“Looks like we’ve got a beggar,” Sero chuckled, scratching relentlessly at those little beans. “Tell you what, Oji; promise to come to our next sleepover and you’ve got a deal.”

“I PROHOHOMISE! I PROHOMISE JUHUHUST PLEHEHEHASE! NO MOHOHORE TIHIHICKLES!” Ojiro begged through his giggling mirth. Those fingers against his sides just would not let up, as Bakugou was quite the mean tickler he’d come to find out, and he really didn’t know how much longer he could stand it. It was incessant, it was torturous, it was...it was so much fun.

“Oh yeah? You wanna bring us some snacks too?” Bakugou added, one hand continuing it’s deathly ticklish attack on the boy’s sides, while the other took to scribbling along Ojiro’s stomach and pinching at the pudge when he felt absolutely necessary.

“YEHEHES! ANYTHIHIHING!”

“Hmmm...what snacks do you guys like for a movie?” Denki asked, as if he wasn’t in the middle of pinching and scribbling at his friend’s sensitive feet and making the boy thrash and cackle cries of mirth underneath him. “I could probably go for some sour gummy worms. Sero?”

“Oh, definitely some Reeses Pieces. Goes great with popcorn,” Sero grinned, looking calmly towards Bakugou who was very evilly grinning while squeezing torturously along Ojiro’s sides. “Bakugou?”

“Hot Cheetos, easy. Forget those next time and this will look like child’s play in comparison,” Bakugou chuckled lowly, Denki raising an eyebrow at him.

“Dude...this is child’s play. We’re literally having a tickle fight right now,” Denki grinned, the background melody of Ojiro’s desperate cackles making him giggle from the contagion.

“SHUT UP, SPARKY!” Bakugou yelled, which only made him drill even harder into the boy’s sensitive flesh.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHASE STAHAHAHP! ANYTHING YOHOHU WAHAHAHNT! I CAN’T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIT!”

“Alright, alright, just two more snacks for you to jot on your mental list and you’ll be good to go!” Kirishima hyped the cackling boy underneath him, but looked to his friends to mentally tell them, ‘give the boy a second to breathe.’ They all slowed their tickling down some, still not relenting fully, but instead reducing Ojiro to a pile of happy, giddy giggles instead of the desperate cackling cries he had just seconds before. Kirishima smiled at the adorable sound. “I’ll take...hmm...I’ll take some jerky! Mina?”

Mina stopped her assault on the boy entirely, Ojiro opening a tear-filled eye to glance at her through his giggles. “I’m more of a fruit girl, so I’ll have to go with…” Mina grinned, pulling up Ojiro’s shirt to reveal his bare tummy, her face leaning down close enough where the boy could feel her breath brush against the skin, sending goosebumps across the expanse. He sucked in his stomach much to no avail. Mina smirked evilly up at Ojiro, his eyes now wide and his mouth still spilling giggle after giggle from the slowly tickling fingers along his side and feet. “...raspberries.”

Ojiro’s eyes widened. “No! Nonono, not thahahat! Wahahait, Mina pleheh-EHEASE! GYAHAHA STAHAHAP! NAHAHAHA!” Ojiro cackled and kicked as he felt Mina place teasing raspberry after teasing raspberry along his bare and ticklish tummy, He wiggled and squirmed to no avail until Mina finally let up, sitting up and back against her hands on the floor with her own little giggle.

Everyone finally stopped their tickling, letting go of the boy’s limbs and backing off to let him breathe. Denki chuckled at Ojiro’s heaving breaths and residual giggles, patting his calf in comfort. “You okay, Oji?”

Ojiro just nodded with a giggle, holding up a big thumbs up. “Yuhup, all good here.”

Kirishima smiled widely, clapping his hands together once before patting Ojiro on the shoulder in support, shaking the boy around a little. “You did great, man! Way better than I could ever handle a good tickling!” the redhead chuckled.

“Yeah, man, you were a total champ,” Sero grinned, holding up two thumbs up to the tailed boy who just smiled back at him.

“I’ll go grab you some water from the kitchen, cutie! Get comfy on the couch, I’ll take the beanbag,” Mina ruffled his hair as she stood from her spot on the floor, skipping her way to the kitchen to grab him a glass of water. He watched her leave, seeing Bakugou stand up from the corner of his eye. The explosive teen just plopped back down on his spot on the couch like nothing had happened, unpausing the movie and making grabby hands towards Kirishima. The redhead just chuckled and obeyed the boy, getting up and throwing himself on the couch to cuddle Bakugou back under their shared blanket.

Denki just rolled his eyes at the gross lovey-dovey display, standing up and offering a hand to Ojiro. “Seriously, man, you’re getting that other spot on the couch after all that. Waaay comfier than this old beanbag,” Denki smiled as Ojiro took Denki’s hand, letting out a huff of air as he pulled Ojiro off the floor. Ojiro plopped himself down on the couch tiredly, letting out a small ‘oof!’ when Sero threw his pillow at him before laying his blanket down on top of him.

“Get comfy, we sleep in here,” Sero smiled before walking back towards his own seat. Mina finally made it back from the kitchen, handing Ojiro the glass of water with a smile.

Ojiro just sat there, almost dumbfounded for a moment at their kindness. “Um...thanks, guys. You’re all like...super duper nice.”

“Aww, babes!” Mina pouted happily, her hands shooting to her chest over the spot that contained her swelling heart. “You’re such a sweetheart, of course we’d be nice to you!”

“Can you guys shut the fuck up already? Shit, I’m tryna watch the goddamn movie,” bakugou grumbled, pouting like a child against Kirishima’s chest.

Ojiro really couldn’t have asked for a better group of friends, and he was so happy they felt the same way about him.

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A/N : aaa i hope u enjoyed that!! if u did, pls consider reblogging, it helps my fic to reach more ppl!! much love to u all, mwah!! <33

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hermesmaximoff · 4 years ago

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New Rules

▶ abstract bucky decides to change the set up a little

▶ word count 1k with lyrics

▶ warning just some badass power moves

▶ pairing violinist!bucky x fem!reader, string band!au, past brock x reader

▶ a/n for @tilltheendwilliwrite‘s 7.7k follower (covid sucks) writing challenge. my prompt was new rules by dua lipa. i got the inspiration from this post and then came across this, and thus, this fic was born.

It was packed. Word had spread since their last showing. Something about string covers of popular songs caught people’s attention. She could understand, string instruments were gorgeous and the people playing them we’re even more so. Talk had spread about her voice too. The owner of the small club was pleased, knowing the extra foot traffic was due to the four of them.

There was a break between songs, allowing everyone on stage to take a breather and drink some water. She was in the midst of talking to Bucky when she noticed his gaze drawn elsewhere, eyebrows furrowing together and pupils narrowing.

Her hand went to rest on his shoulder and he looked to her, facial features softening, “What’s up?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Jamie-”

“Do you trust me?” His voice was firmer, there was little room for questions.

A deep breath and a short nod, “I trust you.” He smiled, walking back to his chair and beckoned her over. With a raised eyebrow, she removed the microphone from the stand and walked over. He was quick to wrap an arm around her waist and pull her down into his lap, the cool satin of her top pressing against her skin.

Natasha and Sam returned to their places, placing their waters down next to their respective stools. Bucky started the first few notes, Natasha and Sam recognizing the notes and joining in. It took her longer to recognize the song. It was any of the ones they had lined up tonight, but rather one they'd only recently started practicing.

She glanced over her shoulder, eyebrows pulled together. With a smile, Bucky nodded, encouraging her to go along with it. She would have to start singing soon, her cue was coming up. She didn't know if she could, they hadn't practiced it-

A nudge from Bucky and she realized she needed to sing. Talkin in my sleep at night, makin’ myself crazy Out of my mind, out of my mind Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me Too many times, too many times My love, he makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself

Looking at the crowd, she could see they were enjoying the song and she smiled. Scanning the crowd, she realized why Bucky had chosen this song.

One: don't pick up the phone. You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again. Three: don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you’re under him, you ain’t getting over him

She started stomping her foot on the ground to the beat, her friends joining in. It wasn’t long before everyone seemed to be clapping with the beat. A glance over her shoulder showed her the smiles on her friend’s face, and the beaming adoration of Bucky.

I got new rules, I count ‘em I got new rules, I count ‘em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count ‘em I gotta tell them to myself I keep pushin’ forwards, but he keeps pullin’ me backward Nowhere to turn, no way, nowhere to turn, no Now I’m standin’ back from it, I finally see the pattern I never learn, (I never learn) But my love (my love), he doesn’t love me So I tell myself, I tell myself I do, I do, I do

Sam was back up vocals, something that the group had debated for several days. Ultimately they decided the contrast in vocals sounded better.

One: Don’t pick up the phone You know he’s only callin’ ‘cause he’s drunk and along Two: Don’t let him in You’ll have to kick him out again Three: Don’t be his friend You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you’re under him, you ain’t gettin’ over him I got new rules, I count ‘em I got new rules, I count ‘em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count ‘em I gotta tell them to myself

Bucky stopped playing for a few seconds so she could get up and walk to the front of the stage, feet hitting the ground on beat. The crowd was loving it and she couldn't help the smile that grew on her face. She’d never guessed that they’d be this popular.

Practice makes perfect I’m still tryna learn it by heart (I got new rules, I coin ‘em) Eat, sleep, and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it, ‘cause I (I got new) One: Don’t pick up the phone (yeah) You know he’s only callin’ ‘cause he’s drunk and alone (alone) Two: Don’t let him in (uh-ooh) You’ll have to kick him out again (again) Three: Don’t be his friend You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you’re under him, you ain’t gettin’ over him

I got new rules, I count ‘me I got new rules, I count ‘em (Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa) I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count ‘em (Baby, you know I count ‘em) I gotta tell them to myself

Don’t let him in, don’t let him in Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t Don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t Don’t let him in, don’t let him in Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t Don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t

You’re gettin’ over him

The song ended and she put the mic back in its spot, taking a step back. The cheering of the crowd drowned out the sound of her heart beating.

Arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close as she made eye contact with him in the crowd. She smirked as Bucky pressed a kiss to her cheek, he got the message. He knew.

She had new rules.

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thorman-barnes · 5 years ago

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Sugarbaby | Part 6

pairing: stucky x reader

requested: yes/no i don’t know but people seem to like this series lol

prompts: none

summary: steve and bucky are your sugar daddies and you break the arrangement

warnings: age gap (not mentioned though), angst?

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It's been a while since you have heard from them and an even longer time you've seen them.

Well, you've seen them on social media but not an actual person. You've seen them in pictures with other women, in some you recognized them as their two friends - Wanda and Natasha -but others you couldn't tell who they were and apparently, neither can the paparazzi who had taken the photos.

They still paid for your penthouse, though, and occasionally, your bank account was flooded with money. You weren't sure if you even wanted to spend the money unless it was absolutely necessary like for water, food, gas, etc.. You still didn't feel right about taking their money when they wanted nothing to do with you but you still haven't found a job.

You tried calling them a few days after your birthday to give them some space after you admitted being in love with them. But as you suspected, they didn't answer.

You had an agreement with them and you broke it. You’ve had this conversation with them before and every time, you were convinced it wouldn’t be a good idea to pursue any kind of relationship with them other than the one you already had with them. But that never stopped you from seeking for something more with the two.

They always told you that being with them wasn’t something you should be wanting. That you’d be in danger just for even being romantically involved with them and they couldn’t protect you because they lived in a different country which led to “long-distance relationships are complicated, we hardly see each other as it is.” Or that they weren’t looking for something serious because they already had something serious. Or that you had an agreement with them and that was as far as your relationship with them will go.

Every time you mentioned or hinted for something more they always brushed you off and told you they liked how things were. But sometimes, you couldn’t help things otherwise. At the beginning of this arrangement, it was a strict sugar daddies and sugar baby situation. They gave you money when you needed or whenever for just because but then the relationship began to build. They found themselves talking to you on the phone through the BlueTooth of their car as they drove home from a mission or going home from wherever they were. Sometimes you would send them Snapchat photos of yourself and they’d reply with compliments. Then suddenly, your phone will ding with good morning and good night messages from the two.

And now, as if on cue, just as your eyes were about to close shut, your phone dinged.

Prying your eyes open, the brightness of the screen blinded you for a moment before your eyes adjusted and focused on the message displayed on your lock screen:

Bucky: Steve and I are workin right now and he says you’re sleeping but we need to talk

You: about?

Steve: You know what.

You: you both don’t have to answer, i’m sure you can fill each other in

Bucky: Well, this way we all can say what we need to say

You: and we can’t call?

Steve: No. We’re already taking a big risk contacting you.

Bucky: We need to talk about what happened

You: now you want to talk? i’ve been calling and messaging you both for days

You: i don’t have time for this, i’m going back to bed

You threw your phone onto the other side of the bed and turned your back on it. The last thing you wanted to do was end your night badly and go to bed in a bad mood.

But it proved to no use because you were already pissed that they took this long to even contact you. Did you mean so little to them that they just now thought about you? What the hell have they been doing that they didn’t bother getting back to you until it was the most inconvenient time for them?

As upset as you were, you’d think you wouldn’t want anything to do with them right now. But you were anxious to find out what they had to say. But a part of you wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine - it’s not like they didn’t deserve it.

You phone dinged and you cringed, fighting the urge to not grab it. You should've turned it on silent or turned it off at least but you knew you'd just end up grabbing it to see if they messaged you again.

Still, you fought the urge and threw the soft, plush blanket over your head when you heard your phone going off. Every time you heard your phone signal you that a message came in, the stronger the urge to read the messages became. You didn’t want to hear what they had to say but you knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep if you didn’t read those messages.

Groaning loudly, you kicked the blanket off and reached for the phone.

Steve: Y/N, please.

Bucky: Doll, come on, we need to talk

Bucky: Please answer your phone

Steve: We know you aren’t asleep. Please just answer us.

Steve: You have been calling and messaging us for days and now that you got ahold of us you don’t want to talk?

Your blood was starting to boil. You couldn’t believe him sometimes.

You: what do you want now?

Bucky: To talk

You: well i don’t feel like it

Steve: That’s a first.

You scoffed and wanted to scream at him. At both of them. They want to talk but then they start saying insults?

You were ready to retaliate when Bucky sent a message.

Bucky: He didn't mean it that way

Bucky: Believe it or not, he was trying to be cute, ya know, tryna lower the tension

You: i don’t care

Steve: Come on, darling, don’t be like this. We just want to talk.

You: how about when i wanted to talk? you two acted like i didn’t exist

Bucky: What’d you think would happen, Y/N? We’ve told you before that we don’t want anything serious

You: we have an arrangement, i know

Bucky: Then we do you go looking for more

Steve: Look, we just want to say we’re sorry. We handled the situation wrong and we know that but we were caught off guard, sweetheart.

You: whatever

You: i have to go

Bucky: Baby, please

You watched as a bubble appeared as one of them was typing. You just wanted to sleep. Your head was starting to hurt and you had stuff to do in the morning and you didn’t think having this conversation right now was worth the headache tomorrow morning when you only got less than four hours of sleep.

Steve: Y/N, we truly are sorry for how we had treated you but we aren’t looking for a relationship with anyone else.

Bucky: You’re still our doll, darling, but relationships like these could get messy

You stared at the messages and read the hidden meaning. They didn’t want you the way you wanted them. You were just a toy for them to pass the time with when their lives got too hectic and they needed something a little less chaotic. In the beginning, you were okay with seeing them every now and then, being spoiled, seeing your bank account suddenly flood with cash but somewhere down the line, you needed more.

You wanted to be part of their life in a more meaningful way. You daydreamed about waking up beside them and making breakfast and meeting their friends. But you lived in a universe where you woke up to empty sheets in penthouse they got you weeks into this agreement.

You: fine, you don’t want anything more, okay

You: you don’t want anything serious then stop calling me in the middle of the night when you’re on a way home from a mission and you just ‘want to hear my voice’

You: our deal is falling apart, so we’ll go back to the way things were, you don’t talk to me and i don’t talk to you guys unless you’re in town and you need something fun to do

Steve: Y/N, you know that’s not what we mean.

You: i’ll go back to going on dates with other men and pretending like the little arrangement doesn’t exist

Bucky: Dates?

You: we’ll just pretend like we don’t exist outside of this relationship like we use to

You: with that being said, don’t send me texts in the morning or night, don’t call me just to see how i’m doing, don’t send me random snapchats of each other

You: because all these things? sending me good morning messages, sending me flowers when i have a bad day, sending me selfies, telling me i’m ‘your doll,’ all that shit made me fall for you two

Bucky: Babygirl, please

Bucky: Don’t be like this

Steve: Is that what you really want?

You: you know what i want

Bucky: I’m real sorry, doll

You: yeah, so am i

You: i change my mind

You: i don’t want to do this anymore

Steve: What are you trying to say?

You: that you have to find yourself a new doll

Taking a deep breath, you left the group chat just as you saw one of them typing again. You turned your phone off because you knew they’d try to message you again and probably run the risk of calling you. You hope they have enough sense to not try and call you, you knew how dangerous their jobs were and if they weren’t able to call, you hoped they didn’t try.

Silently, you laid back down in bed, not realizing that you had even sat up in the first place. You buried the side of your face into your pillow and pulled the blanket up to your chin.

Your chin quivered and you felt your eyes start to water. You hoped that that was it and you didn’t have to see them again because it’d break your heart even more than it already is breaking.

You’d miss hearing about their day and telling them yours. Hell, you’d even miss seeing Bucky’s dorky smile every time you made a bad joke and how Steve shook his head and turned away to hide a smile as well.

Half asleep, it dawned on you that you’d have to move out of the penthouse too and get rid of a lot of things they gave you. You didn’t know whether to donate the things, sell them and donate the money, give back the gifts, or sell them and give the money back.

You hated yourself for turning your back on them but you knew it was for the best. You couldn’t put yourself through that kind of heartbreak any longer. You wanted more with them and they wanted things to be just the way they are.

A part of you knew you should talk this out with them more but you just wanted it to stop. You knew they weren’t going to change their minds so there was no point in talking about this more than you already have, you just hoped you wouldn’t have a breakdown in the store tomorrow when you bought boxes to pack your stuff up.

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presidentbttrflyfreak · 7 years ago

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heartbreak/sad writing prompts taken from songs

and i bring a new prompt list! these are from my playlist and there are some that i indicated ‘covered by’, meaning it’s not the original. why did i indicate them? cause the covers are more emotional (and we write better if we’re more eMOTIONal)! i suggest that you listen to the songs while writing so you can get the vibe. also, i take requests! writing for thomas brodie sangster, tom holland, sam holland, harrison osterfield , peter pan, robbie kay and peter parker. drop a like or a reblog if you liked it!

1. two ghosts by harry styles - we're not who we used to be We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

2. your shirt by chelsea cutler - cause I don't want another heart to fill the holes That you left under my covers for me to grow cold - I don't wanna miss somebody who's not missing me -in your shirt that you gave me half asleep, wishing I still had you

3. young and in love by hunter hayes - I learned my lesson one heartbreak too late this time - The miles made me miss you But it's worth what I've been through - Love ain't black and white I'm learning from hurting That you're what I've searched to find

4. we used to know by carmody ft. tom misch - Will you lie with me, 'cause I've been feeling weak Will you sing to me, so I can get some sleep -There was a love that we used to know But we let it go - But I couldn't be all that you would need Now I lie without you next to me

5. high hopes by kodaline - But I've only got myself to blame for it, and I accept that now - But I've got high hopes, it takes me back to when we started

6. the last something that meant anything - So I'll sing this song for every word that's come out wrong - You know my heart (so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this?)

7. thoughts by michael carreon - I'd rather be your friend than your nothing at all - I don't wanna risk it all, my thoughts will remain thoughts

8. hard to love by matthew koma - But hear me out this time my love, I'm tryna be someone I'm not -I'm hard to love But you mean everything to me Don't let me mess it up - And if you want a true gentleman That's a sport that I don't got any medals in

9. all you ever by hunter hayes - You gave me chances and I let you down You waited for words that I couldn't get out - All that you wanted, and all that you needed Was a side of me I never let you see - Could I be selfish, or lost in my pride Afraid to be forward, or just to scared to try - It took distance to see that losing you, means losing everything

10. already gone covered by sleeping at last - Remember all the things we wanted Now all our memories, they're haunted We were always meant to say goodbye - I want you to know that it doesn't matter where we take this road, someone's gotta go - You couldn't have loved me better But I want you to move on, so I'm already gone

11. i can't make you love me covered by bon iver - 'Cause I can't make you love me if you don't - You can't make your heart feel something it won't - I'll close my eyes, then I won't see the love you don't feel when you're holding me

12. fools by lauren aquilina - Those hardest to love need it most - And I've been in this place before, fine as we are but we want more - What if we ruin it all, and we love like fools? And all we have we lose?

13. what you gonna do by hunter hayes - Tell me whatcha ya gonna do when I'm gone - Where your gonna go when there's nobody home - Who prays for your safe return and who misses you when you're away - And who's tired of empty promises and who's tired of all the games you play

14. ultimately by khai dreams - But I'm still growing up Into the one you can call your love I don't know if I'll ever be enough - I think I'm better when I'm with you But I worry when you're gone - I think I need to learn to love myself I must learn to be strong

15. changes by jeff bernat - Don't even got to question if I'm the one giving up But you keep saying you've had enough - But do I still have your heart? Do I still cross your mind? Have we grown apart, should we even try? - See I used to call you probably 10 times a day But now we on the phone but we got nothing to say - And every time I hear our song, it don't sound the same

give me some love!! maybe i’ll make a pt.2 if you guys love it as much as i do :+ ))

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the-slow-arrow · 2 years ago

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For the weird writing ask game :

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

21. Could you ever quit writing? Do you ever wish you could? Why or why not?

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

Alrighty, you had to pick questions that required thought didn't you cat 😂

19. I started writing fic when I was like...12? 13? Me and my friend got into RPF and we'd write fic for each other and then gush over the people we were writing about. I remember her handwriting fic and giving it to me in an envelope in school and I'd have to wait until break to tear into it lmao. I'm sure I still have some of them somewhere actually...But then the obsession faded and the fic writing dropped away and I didn't pick it up again until I was 21. I read a lot of fic in between but didn't think I was any good at actually writing it, but then I was tryna get to sleep one night and a harry potter fic popped into my head and just would not leave me alone until I wrote the damn thing down. That was it though, until a few months later when I joined an amazing quiobi server and was tempted into writing for a prompt challenge they held, and voila! Here I am 2 years and 108 fics later! I wouldn't say I'm going anywhere with my writing except that I want to keep improving from where I started, and I just enjoy it so much (despite writer's block and the agonising over doing the actual, y'know, writing) and how it can be such a personal form of expression that I've never really had access to before. And I'll be forever glad I was tempted back into it because of the friends I've made along the way that are incredible people and have given me so much support

21. I want to say yes to this cos I don't need to write—like I know some people absolutely have to write to clear the clutter from their brain and that's so valid but it's not like that for me—but then I get stories or pieces of dialogue or introspection barreling its way into my head that won't leave me alone until I get it onto paper. So no, I don't think I could quit writing, and I'll never wish that I could so long as I enjoy it

22. Not. At. All. It's a chaotic mess, there is no rhyme or reason to when, where or what I write. I write on google docs and kinda use it as a conveyor belt kinda thing. So all my prompts and wips and random bits of dialogue or story ideas go in there and then when they're finished I download the finished fics to my laptop and then delete them from my google drive. It's very satisfying, like crossing something off a to-do list

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Hello lils! For the writer ask game : has a comment someone left on a fic of yours ever made you laugh out loud?

CAAAT! Very good question but I’d have to say your comments 😂 I love your outrage in my inbox when I’m mean to the boys, it’s addictive

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For the ask game : NEXT <3

Oh cat that's just cruel, making me write

Quiobi regency au just for you: "Qui-Gon grips the sketchbook with a shaky hand. “This is how you see me?”"

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Post Episode: s01e06 The Sound of Her Wings, Developing Relationship, Pre-Slash, Drunkenness, Hob is drunk, Dream is fondly exasperated Summary:

Lesson number one: don’t try and keep pace with an immortal being when drinking.

Spoiler: Hob fails at lesson number one.

Inspired by @fulcrvm‘s post about Ferdinand Kingsley’s twitter bio

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My #1 post of 2022

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Post Episode: s01e06 The Sound of Her Wings, Friends to Lovers, Hob demands compensation for Dream being 30 years late, Dream graciously obliges Summary:

In hindsight, pressing the King of Dreams, an endlessly immortal being of unfathomable power, against the wall of The New Inn is probably not one of Hob’s best ideas.

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imaginebeauty · 8 years ago

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Second Chances // Part 14

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Words: 2052 Pairings: Bellamy x Reader; OC Grounder x Reader Warnings: Injury, Torture-ish; Violence Episode: 2x03 Reapercussions; 2x04 Many Happy Returns; 2x05 Human Trials; 2x06 Fog of War; 2x07 Long Into an Abyss; 2x08 Spacewalker

Author’s Note: I’m tryna speed through S2 and get to the much more exciting events of S3 that I have planned, so please bare with me. Please leave feedback, comments, and reblog to share the love. Tagging is still open so hit me up and I would love to tag you to help keep you updated.

You walked beside Monty, both of you looking for Clarke. You rounded the corner, almost bumping into Jasper and Maya.

“Jasper. Have you seen Clarke? Nobody has,” Monty asked, before looking to Maya. “Hey,” He said, only a hint of warmth before looking back to Jasper.

“Hey. You guys should uh-“ Maya started.

“No no, we’re gonna have to breakfast. I’ll meet you in line,” Jasper interrupted. She smiled and waved before leaving.

“I’ve got a bad feeling,” You stated. You felt uneasy and worried. You knew how anxious Clarke could be, always expecting the worst, always paranoid someone was out to get her and the rest of the 100.

“Look I’d love to talk to you about Clarke any time in my entire life except right now,” Jasper stated without a care, with no worry for his friend.

“Hey! What if she’s in trouble?” You snapped at him, taken aback by his lack of concern.

“Trouble? She’s Clarke, whatever she’s up to I’m sure she can handle it,” Jasper said, before turning around and leaving you and Monty standing there dumbstruck.

You sat next to Monty in the mess hall, silently eating your food as Claire de Lune played in the background. You looked up to see Jasper but instantly look back to your food.

“Hey. Nice to see you too,” Jasper snorted.

“Sorry, I was hoping you would be Clarke,” You stated.

“Have you seen her?” He asked, brushing off your statement.

“No, I don’t think she slept in her bed last night,” Monty answered as Jasper sat down in front of him. “What do we do?”

“Maya has access to everything through her job, maybe she can snoop around. If Clarke’s in trouble, she can find out,” He said, lowering his voice to a whisper.

You glanced at Monty, an unsure look on your face. “I don’t know but Clarke doesn’t trust them. What if she’s right?” You asked, looking back to Jasper.

“We can trust Maya, you still think we can’t? Besides what choice to we have?” Jasper argued, and frankly, he was right. You sighed in defeat but nodded slightly.

You and Monty mumbled back and forth, mentioning anything that could’ve happened, but everything seemed improbable.

“You find out something?” Monty asked as Maya strutted up to you and the two boys.

She looked at y’all with a weird an expression, prompting Jasper to ask,”What is it?”

She glanced at you, before shying away and returning her gaze to Jasper. “Apparently Clarke had some sort of breakdown, just snapped. Started pulling out her stitches trying to hurt herself,” Maya stated, not daring to meet your eyes, which you found odd.

“Where is she now?” You asked.

“Psych ward being monitored. I talked to a friend who works there and they think it might a couple days before anyone is allowed to see her,” Maya said, again not meeting your eyes.

“We’ll see about that,” You stated, before walking away, causing Monty to shrug apologetically before following behind you.

“And you believe him?”

“Yes, I believe him. Clarke left us, Y/N. She faked being crazy to get into medical and she took off,” Jasper argued, which you could see her doing.

“Ok, ok. Well, we need to go after her,” You stated.

“Where would you go?” He asked.

“The dropship for starters,” You answered as if he should have already known that.

Not even a moment later, Maya walks into the dorm. You didn’t fully trust her and were way beyond beginning think she was right about these people.

“I just heard. You’re leaving?” She asked, finally looking you in the eye.

“Yes, we are,” You answered, meeting her with a cold glare.

“No, we’re not,” Jasper objected.

“What would Clarke do?” Monty asked, taking your side on the matter.

“No, you can’t. It’s too dangerous,” Maya pleaded, mainly at Jasper.

“Don’t worry. He’s a coward,” You stated, giving Jasper a cold glance.

“You can’t make her come back,” Maya stated, trying to convince Jasper.

He sighed. “Monty and Y/N are right. She’d go after me,” He said in defeat before an alarm blared through the dorm.

“Whoa. What… ?” Maya started, confused. “Radiation. There’s a containment breach,” She realized, turning around to face you all. Only this time, her face was covered in blisters and burns, much like how your arm looked after the acid fog. She started screaming in pain, yelling for help.

“Help! Help!”

“Somebody help her!”

Soon enough, the breach was fixed and some of the nurses came and rolled her out on a gurney.

Bellamy hugged Clarke tightly, glad that at least one of his friends was alive. But if Clarke was here, then maybe she brought you back too. His heart fluttered at the thought of seeing you again, being able to hug you, touch you, hear you. He hated not knowing if you were ok, he hated not being able to protect you.

He pulled away from Clarke, meeting her eyes. “Is Y/N here with you?” He asked with so much hope in his voice and a hint of a smile on his lips.

She looked up at him sadly, shaking her head. “She is still there,” She started. before informing Bellamy of Mount Weather and the Mountain men.

You sat on your bed, listing to Jasper’s pitch along with the rest of the 47.

“Guys think about what they’ve done for us. They gave us shelter, clean clothes, kept us safe from the grounders. Miller, they saved your life,” Jasper pitched.

“Dude, you puked for three days,” Miller pointed out, earning a few nods of agreements from the other teenagers.

“That was different. The normal treatments wouldn’t be as bad,” He stated, but you didn’t believe him.

“So they say,” You chimed in.

“So what then, only puking for one day? Yeah, I’m out,” Miller stated, followed by mumbles of agreements.

“Sorry Jasper, I’m out too,” Harper added.

“Yeah, same,” You answered. You didn’t trust them, no way would you willingly give up your blood to them in return to spend a whole day puking.

Jasper kept trying to persuade the 47 but was failing, when all of a sudden Maya walks in.

“Right on time..” Monty whispered, making you smirk slightly.

“Hey, guys. Jasper, I’m so glad to see you feeling better,” Maya said in her sweet voice as she fluttered her eyes at Jasper. Before you could get irritated with that, you noticed a notepad she held up reading “Act normal, they’re listening!!!” It gave you the chills, and you instantly knew that Clarke’s mistrust in them was well placed.

“Thanks, I am,” Jasper answered, acting normal as told before she turned the page.

The new page wrote, “The breach wasn’t an accident follow me!”

“I’ll see you around, I’m gonna stay with Miller and Harper,” You said with a smile before giving Monty a pat on the back with a smile.

The last thing you remembered, you were walking down the hallway listening to the music President Wallace gave you, and next thing you knew you were being dragged into some lab. There was a table in the middle of a concrete room, cages along the wall all the way around.

“Wha- What are you do-“ You started. You were interrupted when they shoved you into the room, forcing you to the table. “No, no, no, what are doing? What are you going to do to me?” You asked, frantically struggling against the straps that held you down. When your eyes landed on a large scalpel in the women’s hand, you lost it. “P-please…no, please…please,” You begged, crying from fear.

“Don’t worry. This won’t hurt,” She said, almost robotically, not a hint of emotion in her cold voice. She cut into your flesh with the scalpel, making you scream as an immense pain shot through your body. “The hip has the largest marrow pocket. We’ll begin in the aspiration there -“

“I don’t need to know the details. Just do it,” Cage interrupted, talking loud enough to be heard over your screams.

“Your father will come around, Cage,” Doctor Tsing assured, turning around to switch out the scalpel with some other tool.

He was silent for a few seconds, the room only filled with your cries. “And what is he doesn’t?” Cage asked.

“I just want to go home,” You mumbled brokenly. Everything hurt, everything burned.

“I know. So do we,” Cage stated, crushing your hopes of pleading your way out.

“Please…I just want to go home,” You whimpered, wishing that any minute Clarke and Bellamy would storm in and save you with Jessie right behind them. But as the clocked ticked, and the minutes passed, no one came to help you. Painful tears led trails down your cheeks until your body could take the pain no more. Your eyes started to flutter shut as your voice faded to nothing, the last thing you saw was the blinding light of the fluorescent lamp hanging over the operating table you limply laid on.

“Commander Lexa, we must help them,” Jessie pleaded. He knew you were in there, and it was almost as if he could feel the pain you were feeling. At night, Jessie couldn’t sleep knowing that you could be in danger.

“Why do you care so much, Jessie?” Lexa asked, giving him a questioning look.

Jessie grew up with Lexa, so speaking with her wasn’t very knew. He only called her by her formal title when Indra or other people in power were around. He looked around at the people surrounding him nervously as his fingers fidgeted around his armor.

“I want a moment alone with Jessie kom Trikru,” Lexa ordered, followed by Indra giving him an intimidating look. The rest exited accordingly, leaving the two alone together. “Answer me.”

“Lex,” He started cautiously, using the nickname he gave her when they were small. “I know one of them that is trapped in the mountain,” He stated, earning a hard look from Lexa.

“How?”

“I saved her from the acid fog..” He answered in a quieter voice, knowing he wasn’t supposed to, in fact, he was supposed to be killing them. “Lex, they aren’t bad. They don’t want to hurt us, they are just scared.”

“Why do you care so much? You know one of them, ok, but why are you so concerned with whether we help them or not?” She asked, poking for a certain answer.

“…you know why,” Jessie said, shy about admitting his feelings to his Commander.

“I do. I want to hear you say it,” Lexa stated, a smirk rising to her lips.

“I love her, Lexa, ok? We need to help them. They don’t know the Mountain Men like we do,” Jessie stated.

“I’ve heard you. We will help them, if they hand over the boy, Finn,” She stated. “I won’t tell, Jes, this conversation will stay between you and me,” Lexa stated, making Jessie sigh in relief. He knew that Indra would disapprove along with his friends and fellow soldiers.

You woke up in a cage. Your eyes shot open at the feeling of the cold metal against your skin, but quickly sunk down in your box when you remembered where you were and what was happening.

“Y/N?”

“Monty?” You noticed, voice hoarse from the hours of torture.

“Y/N, what did they do to you?” Monty asked, noticing your sunken cheeks and the purple bags under eyes. He could see the dark bruises along your wrists and ankles where you struggle against the restraints. He noticed the way you stared at the table with empty eyes as if they had taken a part of you away.

You didn’t answer, you didn’t hear what he asked, all you heard were mumbles against the ringing in your ears. “47.. they built one for each us..” You whispered, more to yourself than Monty, though he looked on ahead to see the other 45 cages.

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