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T h r e e

Warnings - none just make ups and kissing

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𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖, Jackie saw Jonny, Adam and Grandma Nellie on the driveway. Excited, Jackie called, "They're here. They're here!". Quickly, she hurried to the front door and cheerfully greeted, "Hi all!".

"Hold on Grandma. Hold on." Adam told his Grandma leaning over her.

"What's going on?" Jackie asked tilting her head walking over to the car.

"Hi Mum, Grandma's stuck," Adam explained looking away from Nellie.

"What?" Jackie asked again with a high-pitched voice.

"Her hair stuck," Adam repeated louder. "Just undo it!" Adam told Jonny and Jonny struggled: "I'm trying to but the door won't open."

"Mum?" Jackie asked worriedly.

"Hello, Jackie," Grandma greeted unfazed almost laughing.

"Undo the window!"

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" Jonny frustratedly asked getting annoyed.

"Hurry up!" Jackie yelled.

"Maybe if I-" Jonny thought out loud but was silenced by the car alarm went off.

"Great!" Adam said sarcastically throwing his hands in the air.

"Jonny!" Jackie whined.

"Is that the police?" Nellie asked confused.

Adam went around the back of the car and opened the driver's seat door going to turn off the car alarm whilst Jackie yelled at Jonny "Jonathan, open the window and turn that alarm off now!"

"I'm trying, I'm trying!"

Suddenly, the car alarm stopped and Grandma's hair was realised, a section of her hair sticking up.

"Oh, are you ok mum?" Jackie asked concerned putting her arm around her shoulders.

"Sorry, Grandma sorry." Jonny apologised, feeling guilty.

"You're such a dickhead." Adam told Jonny slamming the car door.

"Shut up."

"How's my hair?" Nellie asked Jackie.

"It's fine mum, its fine, come on." Jackie reassured leading her to the front door and asked whispering facing Jonny "How did you manage to get hair stuck in the window like that?"

"Cause he's a dick head that's how," Adam answered for Jonny.

"She must have lent in when I pressed the button or something." Jonny guessed.

"You know something?"

"What?" Jonny questioned confused.

"You are a dickhead." Jackie insulted eyeing him down and Jonny just looked at his brother in shock but Adam was just smiling.

Then they got into the hall Nellie immediately looked at her hair in the mirror, fiddling around with it.

"Ohh, your hair looks lovely, it's a lovely colour, isn't a lovely colour boys?" Jackie complimented her mother whilst asking the boys a question which they responded unenthusiastically, "Yeah."

"Thank you," Grandma appreciated "You should get your done too," Nellie suggested squinting her eyes at Jackie's hair.

Smile dropping, Jackie looked into the mirror and calmly informed: "I just had mine done."

"Have you?"

"Yes, mum," Jackie answered becoming offended.

"Did you do it over the bath?" Grandma smirked but being serious

"Brilliant," Jonny commented walking behind his mum to get into the kitchen.

Both of them carried on bickering until Jackie said excitedly to the boys "We've got something to show you."

"Really, what?" Adam asked.

"You'll see.." Jackie replied mysteriously

"Grandma's going to do a strip for us?"

"With dad?" Adam answered as Martin came out of the bathroom without a top like always.

"So no Charlie?" Martin asked closing the bathroom door.

"Uh, Dad remember we kind of got into an argument last week?"Jonny remained his dad sadly.

"Wait, you still haven't talked to her?" Jackie asked shocked.

"It's just it was a mistake but it also wasn't it, so it's a bit awkward," Jonny explained.

"Welll, I invited her over again," Jackie revealed.

"What?"

"What!"

"I assumed you talked to her so I asked her if she was coming and she said yes," Jackie explained.

"Oh, bad luck Pissface!" Adam told Jonny, aggressively ruffling his hair.

"Boys stop it, she's coming ok so behave!" Jackie angrily ordered.

"What's happening?" Nellie asked confused walking into the kitchen.

"Jonny's girlfriend is coming for dinner." The older brother deliberately misinformed.

"Oh, Allison!" Nellie said happily in realisation.

"No Allison and Jonny aren't together anymore," Jackie told, "Charlie-Rose is coming over to dinner, Jonny's old friend from high school."

"Oh ok, dolly," Nelle said walking back into the living room.

"This is going to be fun," Adam commented smiling sarcastically.

"Jesus," Jonny whined throwing his head back in annoyance.

"Just man up you simpleton!" Martin yelled to Jonny.

"Martin!" Jackie complained rolling her eyes.

Then the door went.

"Oh, God." Jonny realised that it was not going to be good.

"This is going to be amazing," Adam commented happily walking to the front door with a massive smile. Quickly, he opened the door and greeted "Well hello Charlie-Rose!".

Charlie was wearing high-waisted open jeans with a light pink sweater and holding a bouquet of white roses. "Hey, Pissface," She greeted giving Adam the flowers.

"Aww thank you, but don't you want to give these to Jonny?" Adam teased mischievous smile.

"Haha, very funny they're meant to apology for last week." You explained smiling slightly sad.

"Don't worry my brother can be a cock face."

"Yes, yes he can be." You smiled coming in and putting your coat in the rack.

"Adam, who is this, your girlfriend?" Nellie asked walking into the hallway.

"No, she's Jonny's girlfriend," Adam smirked.

"Oh yes, Charlie-Rose," Grandma remembered

"No I'm not Jonny's girlfriend but I am Charlie-Rose."

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"Well hello, Bambina!" Martin greeted smiling.

"Hi, Martin," Charlie replied with the same amount of happiness.

"Sorry, my son is such a burk." Martin apologised looking at Jonny.

"How subtle."

"Yes very," Jackie nodded rolling her eyes.

"So what did you want to show us?" Jonny asked changing the subject.

"Oh yes, come through," Jackie told, guiding us to the living room.

They all walked in into the room not noticing any immediate changes. Charlie noticed Jackie was getting annoyed so she asked for a hint and she waved her arm backwards.

"Is it the curtains?" Charlie guessed unsurely.

"Finally!" Jackie exclaimed. "Also Jonny maybe you and Charlie should have a talk." She suggested forcefully smiling.

"Not awkward," Adam murmured.

"Oh great." Charlie thought.

"Thanks for that mum," Jonny sarcastically thanked them getting up and walking to the kitchen then Charlie followed.

"I'm sor-" They both started then nervously laughed and Charlie let him continue.

"Look I-I lied about Allison, way before you because I just didn't want mum to set me up with anyone, you know what's she's like." Jonny truthfully explained, ashamed. "I-I didn't mean to kiss you but, I also don't regret it."

"Really?" Charlie asked beyond shocked, she never thought in her wildest dreams that he actually liked her back.

"Yes 100% I don't regret it but I would regret not asking you out." Jonny smoothly asked.

"Alright Mr Smooth but you only have 1 shot." Charlie teased. Charlie just couldn't stop smiling.

"I won't mess it up I promise." Jonny told smiling. "How about another kiss?".

"Wow your are very slick tonight." Charlie replied going onto her tip-toes and leant into him.

"Indeed I am." Jonny smirked back and leant into kissing her as well.

"Yay!" Jackie shouted from the kitchen door.

"Oh my God, Pissface actually maned up." Adam taunted leaning against the door frame next to his mum.

"Jesus can we have some privacy." Jonny whined now facing them.

Sighing, Jackie left them Adam genuinely smiling left the room too.

"So where we're we?" Charlie asked.

"I think I was going to ask you on a date." Jonny yet again smoothly replied.

"Mr smooth is on his 'a' game tonight." Charlie complimented.

"Why thank you Paris, so the date. Mario's, 7?" Jonny suggested.

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Resentment - Your Grandfather recently passed away and you have to collect the inheritance but you have to face your dad, Ransom who you haven't seen in 3 years.

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Resentment ➪ Ransom Drysdale

Summary - Your Grandfather recently passed away and you have to collect the inheritance but you have to face your dad, Ransom who you haven't seen in 3 years.

Warnings -Swearing, daddy issues, death mentioned

564 Words

A/N This is a dad!Ransom x daughter!Reader and sorry for not posting a Oneshot for so long!

Ransom Drysdale, your father he wasn't really a great dad, he had girls over all the time and definitely was and probably still an alcoholic. Yes you read it right probably you haven't talked to him since you were 18 and moved out, now you were 21.

Eventually, you had to talk to him which was now today. Your grandfather Harlan had died and had to go to his house to collect the inheritance, even though you didn't want it.

Sucking in a shaky breath, you mentally prepared yourself to see your dad again after 3 years. Swallowing your fear, trust me you do not want to look scared in front of Ransom, you latched on the door handle and opened the creaky door. As soon as you opened the door Meg ran to you, hugged you and hastily said, "Oh thank God it's you, everyone is driving me crazy. It's been so long!" "Well aren't you lucky, I just want to get my inheritance and get the fuck out of here." You related exhaling, not realising you were keeping the air in. "I couldn't agree more, but are you going to be alright about that dipshit?" Meg asked becoming sympathetic. "I'm going to have to be." You accepted. "All members of the Thrombey family please come into the main room." "This is going to be fun."

You and Meg walked into the living room and you immediately identified Ransom in your peripheral vision but refused to look at him directly. Emotionlessly, you sat down on the firm, floral chair and watched the man who was going to read the inheritance list. "Oh so you only show up for the inheritance but nothing else." Ransom snarkley dug. "Oh shut the fuck up Ransom, you wonder why she pulled away and the first thing you said to her is that. You're a fucking dick." Meg defended you, fighting the urge to drop kick him out of the window.

You felt like beating the shit out of him whilst crying, but you bit your tongue. "Ok yes Hugh is a massive, massive dick but please can we just get on with the inheritance." You said with a raised voice, feeling tears rushing to your eyes from anger and sadness.

"Oh I'm sorry, I wasn't the one who ran away!" Ransom argued sarcastically. "Ok that is it!" You finally yelled, "Hugh Ransom Drysdale, I beg you to shut up before I cut your dick of and force feed it to you. Why do people still bother with you? Grandad was the only one with the balls and braincells to cut you out of the will! Yes Hugh I know he told a week ago and sir would you mind reading the will now?" "I-um- yes. I-it states here that the Y/N Drysdale and Marta Cabera have shared ownership of the Thorbey Book company, the Thombery mansion and the money." "Thank you, so what are you gonna do now Ransom? Beg for money form mommy and daddy? I'm 21 and I am more independent then you'll ever be and don't you dare pester me or Marta about anything." You finished, feeling a massive amount of relief wash over you like a wave. "Y/N, I'm so sorry I have been a really shit dad and just please don't leave me again." Ransom surprisingly admitted. "Ransom?" "Yes?" "Go fuck yourself."

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I'm thinking of starting an Etsy shop of selling custom letters from fictional characters but I'm not sure :/

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Spencer Reid Fluff Alphabet ➪ Criminal Minds

Summary - Pretty self-explanatory I think

Warnings - Like 1 swear word

1.056k Words

This is my first time doing alphabet fanfic and writing Spencer Reid soo if you have any feedback please comment! Also, I haven't completely finished this but I wanted to publish something!

L/N = Last name

A - Attraction {what attracts him to you and vice versa}

To Him:

Your hair. One of Spencer's favourite things to do with you is to run his hand through your hair whilst you are spooning.

To You:

His intelligence/stuttering. When Spencer first met you on your first day working at the BAU, he was a stuttering mess and rambling about various facts.

B - Baby? {do they want children, why or why not?}

Spencer deep down does want children but he's terrified of being a parent and keeping you and the child safe.

C - Cuddling {where and how you cuddle}

When:

You cuddle on the jet especially after a long mission and just basically all the time

How:

Normally, you spoon each other, Spencer normally being little, but Spencer's personal favourite is laying his head on your chest while his hands under your shirt fingers drawing random patterns on your stomach.

D - Dates {when and what you do on dates}

When:

You both try and go on dates as often as possible as you and Spencer don't get much time away from work.

Where:

It depends on what you both feel like, sometimes you just want to chill and cuddle on the sofa whilst watching a film/tv show. On the other hand, you might want to go out to a fancy restaurant especially if you hadn't had a date in a while.

E - Emergency {how would he react if something bad happened to you?}

Spencer already worries a lot so when he hears something bad has happened to you he instantly goes into panicked/protective mode and sometimes it's a bit unreasonable.

'Y/N, bubba, are you ok? Oh no-'

'Spencer I literally chipped a nail-'

F - Fights {how and what you fight about}

You and Spencer rarely fight and you never get into a physical fight but when you do fight, it is normally about Spencer not being around a lot even though you know there's a good reason.

G - Guarding {how protective is he?}

As Spencer saw a lot of extreme cases he easily grew protective and sometimes even possessive especially if he gets jealous.

'Mine. Only mine.'

'Spence, you know I don't like Morgan like that.'

'Mmmhm' he whimpered hiding his face in your neck.

H - Hands {where does he/you touch?}

Spencer always touches you. It can go from just being with him in the jet to him full on cuddling you and playing with your hair.

I - Insecurities {what he/you is insecure about?}

Him:

Spencer when he becomes more insecure than usual starts questioning if you really love him and why.

'Darling..' Spencer whimpered

'Yes, bubba?'

'D-do you really love m-me? You can be h-honest.'

'Oh Spence, you know I love you so much, I love your personality, your knowledge, your looks, your everything.'

J - Jokes

Spencer sometimes doesn't get sexual innuendos and takes jokes and takes sarcasm literally, but when he starts to grasp it, he starts to make his own. When you notice his first proper joke all you did was smile bashfully.

K - Kisses

Your kisses are different depending on the situation, but you too kiss with a lot of passion and hold you as close as possible.

L - Love {Who said I love you first?}

Spencer said he loved you first but it was on accident and quickly started to stutter.

'Bye bubs, I love you!' He said about to leave to go to BAU headquarters then realised his mistake. 'Oh um, I-'

'I love you too Spencer.' You smiled kissing his forehead.

M - Meet {How did you meet?}

It was your first day at the BAU and you were scared shitless but were smiling and strutting through it. While trying to find SSA Aaron Hotchner's, (your new boss) office, you accidentally bumped into a very tall and handsome man with chocolate hair and eyes, 'Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't looking where-' You attempted to apologise but was cut off by the man saying: 'Oh don't w-worry about it. Did you know there is a 78% chance if someone is not paying attention they will either bump into each other or trip over?' 'I did not actually know that surprisingly. Oh sorry, I'm Y/N L/N, so um Agent L/N.' You introduced sticking your hand out for him to shake. 'I, um don't shake hands b-but my name is Dr Spencer Reid.' Spencer apologised sheepishly. 'Agent L/N I see you have met Dr Reid.' A cold voice interjected who you instantly remembered from your interview. 'Oh yes, sir. Sorry, I was looking for your office and then I bumped into Spencer.' You explain shitting yourself more than before. 'Don't worry about it Agent, but come with me.' Hotch instructed walking away towards what you presumed was his office. 'Coming sir!' You nodded then whispered, 'Bye Spencer.'

N - Nightmare {What is your's and Spencer's fear about each other?}

You normally get nightmares over Spencer's work at the BAU, your fear is that he won't see him come back home.

Spencer's nightmare is that a murder, kidnapper or stalker targets you and causes harm or God forbid kills you.

O - {I can't think of one sorry. Let me know in the comments if you have any ideas}

P - Place {When did you move into Spencer apartment or vice versa?}

You moved into Spencer's apartment as it was much more spacious than yours but you paid rent every month even though Spencer told you it wasn't necessary.

Q - Queen {Pet names for both of you}

For Him:

Spence

Dr/Doc

Pretty boy

Hun

Bubs/Bubba

Darling

For you:

Princess

My love

Darling

Baby

Doll

R - Ruthless {Do you tease or taunt each other?}

I think you would playfully tease each other but if Spencer/you are upset or annoyed they will stop.

S - Sleep

Spencer does suffer from nightmares some nights and accidentally wakes you up and immediately feels bad.

'N-No please take m-me.' Spencer whimpered desperately, thrashing in your shared bed.

'Spence, wake up.' You whispered turning over and delicately tucked strands of his auburn hair,

'Please j-just n-not Y/N.'

'Oh no, Spence wake up,' You said now panicked as you realised he was having a nightmare.

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Spencer Reid Alphabet

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“Please come home,” - Tom has been away filming and you have reached your breaking point.

Vacation - Going on vacation with Tom and Harrison and Tom getting protective

Quarantine - Spending time with your boyfriend Tom during quarantine

“So that’s where my hoodie was.” - Stealing your boyfriend, Tom’s hoodie.

Curious Kids - Tom coming home from set and seeing his family.

“Really Paddy?”//2- From a young age Tom and Paddy always had a celebrity crush on you but what I’d one of their dreams come true?

Clingy -  Your boyfriend Tom calls you clingy behind your back.

Perfect -  Thinking Tom is cheating on you with Zendaya but it was actually something else.

Cheating or Not? -  Is Tom cheating or was it a big misunderstanding?

“I told you not to get me anything!” -  It's your birthday and you told Tom not to get you anything but you were given an amazing gift.

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Cuddles - Thinking Chris is has been double dancing but he was planning something amazing.

Morning after -Waking up next to your fiancée Chris Evans

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Enlistment - Your husband has revived some good news but you haven’t

Winter Cold - Your husband Steve is in desperate need of cuddles, it’s a life or death situation.

Bucky the flirt - Bucky is trying to steal you away from him or is it Steve’s paranoia?

All mine -  Steve hates PDA or does he?

Jealousy - Watching your crush dancing with someone else is never easy, is it?

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New York 1//2//3//4

Tutoring -  Peter Parker tutoring you could go south or will it?

Cuddle Bug -  You’re trying to get your science essay done for Monday but Peter is in desperate need of cuddles.

Liz -  Peter is head over heels with Liz or is he? (optional endings)

Beyond the grave -  You haven’t seen your boyfriend in months and then you find out why by Tony Stark.

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Meet again (series coming soon) teaser 1

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Hi I loved your pre serum Steve, would love to read more

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Jealousy ➪ Pre-Serum Steve Rogers

Summary- Watching your crush dancing with someone else is never easy, is it?

Warnings- Swearing

539 Words

I know I haven't updated in a while but I am trying to upload more

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"Doll if you continue gripping that glass like that there won't be a glass anymore." Bucky reminded you, trying to pry the glass of whiskey out of your hands.

"I think it'll survive." You spat, sneering at Steve and Peggy on the dance floor, dancing like it was only them in the room.

"Uhm no Doll, it probably won't." Bucky countered now successfully prying out of your hands which had an intense death grip on it as if you let it go the whole world would deteriorate, something Y/N wouldn't mind happening at the moment.

"Y/N. What's going on?" Bucky inquired placing the half-full glass of whiskey on the oak, weathered and wobbly table.

You could tell Bucky was being serious, he only addressed you by your actual name if he was concerned. Tears welling up in your eyes, you murmur, "Steve."

"Steve? What about Steve?" Bucky asked surprisingly still oblivious of what you were referring to.

"Steve and Peggy!" You huffed, "Steve and Perfect Peggy." You now grimaced like the thought of the notion was a crime.

"Oh Doll," Bucky started to coo but was cut off by you suddenly declaring: "You know what, fuck it. Fuck him. Fuck Precious Peggy. Fuck it all." Then hastily chucking down the auburn alcohol down your throat, not wincing at the burning sensation running travelling down. Then wobbling off your bar stool to order another.

"Jesus Y/N, slow down. I'm sorry Doll, but you're a major lightweight so sit down." Bucky advised anxiously, reaching for your arm to guide you back onto the barstool.

"I-I'm fine." You burped with a faint smile but it didn't convince Bucky.

"If you carry on drinking like that, you won't be in the morning, Doll."

Bucky then realised, "Doll how much have you had to drink?".

Bashfully smirking, you answered, "In my lifetime at least-".

Rolling his eyes, slightly annoyed he said matter-of-factually, "I think it may be someone's home time." whilst trying to make you stand up again.

Noticing you both standing up, Steve comes out of his trance when dancing with Peggy and they both jog over to you two, Steve delirious with glee.

"Hey Buck, Y/N. Where are you two going?" Steve quizzed, face slightly dropping as he realises you two may be leaving, together.

"I'm just gonna take Y/N home she's-"

"Oh, will you just piss off?" Y/N rolled her eyes and spat at Steve.

"Y/N?" Peggy asked, beyond shocked you would say anything to Steve or in general like that.

"Oh, you can piss off as well you prick." You slurred now almost losing your balanced but Bucky caught you just in time.

"I'm sorry?" Peggy asked even more shocked and now offended than before.

"You heard me you cun-" You threatened but was stopped by Bucky interjecting with a big false smile, "Wow I think someone has had far too much to drink, so I think we should leave. Now."

“No I'm not done-" You argued but were dragged outside by Bucky.

"Bye!" Bucky called, letting the door slam loudly behind you too. "You are a massive moron," Bucky muttered.

"I don't think I fucked up too bad, right?" You convinced yourself, nodding affirmingly.

"Whatever you say Doll, whatever you say."

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𝐢. 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 is a name that you probably haven't heard in the MCU, right? Yet I'm here breaking the fourth wall. Well, it's probably as I am one of the forgotten 'heros'. Oh, it's not by choice but at the same time, it is.

So you're probably laying in bed right now on Wattpad and it's 3 am and your thinking 'Who the fuck is Fallon Creed and why is she relevant?'. In all honesty, sometimes I don't know the answer but Fallon Creed had a close relationship with your dear friend and avenger Wanda Maximoff. Yes, you read it right had a close relationship with Wanda Maximoff. Now I'm not going to tell you what happened yet as I'm very touchy about it, not because the author wants to create suspense and dramatic effect. FYI If you're looking for that Y/N bullshit you're reading the wrong book sweetheart. Anyway, enough of that fourth wall shit let's get serious, and no it's something I normally don't do either.

THIRD PERSON POV

Panic. Panic is what Fallon felt and it was unusual. Something was unbalanced. Fallon had felt similar to this but not this drastically therefore unusual. As quick as flash, Fallon jolted up in a laboured breath, dull moonlight danced in through the windows of her bedroom. Fallon lived in a tiny and overpriced apartment in New York, the walls were weathered grey colour and electric blue door and window frames and minimalistic furniture. Fallon had thin and short brunette hair which contrasted beautifully with her clear ivory skin and deep cyan eyes.

"Come on you pussy." Fallon ridiculed herself, massaging her forehead and sighing. Blinking, she looked over to her side and glanced at her digital alarm clock which read '5:12 AM'. Even more annoyed with herself, she lazily rolled out of her bed, knowing she would have to show up to work soon. Fallon a supernatural, powerful woman successfully tested with the soul stone has a very high paying job, a Personal Assistant. I know so glamourous who wouldn't want to organise someone else's life for a minimum wage salary and occasionally being yelled at?

Looking up at herself in the mirror she immediately noticed something, her eyes. They were a piercing orange, something was definitely was wrong. Like I said this was unusual it's only happened once and it wasn't that long ago in 2023. Ignoring it for now, she strolled over to the kitchen counter and starts brewing some coffee. Meanwhile, Fallon turned on her computer then logged in and opening a private tab on chrome and searched up 'Wanda Maximoff'. Remembering that she had started brewing her coffee, she quickly rose from her cold and uncomfortable desk chair and scurried to the kitchen counter. Coming back, she returned to her computer and saw numerous results of Wanda. However, the latest article link she saw made her stomach churn. 'Wanda Maximoff missing, last seen at Anthony Edward Stark's private funeral'. With no hesitation, she clicked on the link and scanned through the article looking for more information.

"Oh shitballs." Fallon cursed with now wide eyes, looking at the clock in the corner of her computer which read '7:30' and she was meant to be at work at 7, so right on schedule. In a hurry, she scrambled around her desk draws looking for her emergency coloured contact lenses. Oh fuck my life, Fallon thought as she realised that the only spare contact lenses she had were hazel which was a bit of a problem. Running her hand through her short hair, she carelessly popped open the box and put them in. Hastily, she ran to her wardrobe and looked through it the only thing she could find was a short grey pencil skirt and a very deep cut white blouse that would defiantly show more than what was considered professional. With reluctance, she swiftly unzipped the pencil skirt and stepped into it then threw on her blouse.

After getting dressed, Fallon ran down the emergency exit stairs into the city that never sleeps, New York. New York is a city that a typical Y/N would describe as 'amazing' and 'spectacular'. Maybe if you lived in Manhattan that would be the case but when you live in the dodgy part of Queens maybe not so much. Whilst shrugging on her pastel orange blazer, successfully she hollered a taxi and got in but just before she heard a man yell who had to be at least in his 40s "Nice ass sweetheart!".

Whilst clenching her jaw, she smiled apologetically at the taxi driver and asked for him to wait for 2 minutes. Fallon got out of the car and stalked towards the random man and now putting on her 'don't fuck with me face'. "The fuck did you just say?" Fallon rhetorically asked.

Obviously not getting it, he started to repeat what he cat-called but was interrupted by Fallon threatening scarily calmer "If you mutter another syllable I will cut you dick of and shove it so far down your throat that you wouldn't breathe for a week."

Now frightened he gulped and Fallon quipped, "Now fuck of you asshole." Which made him scramble away.

"Sorry about that." Fallon apologised unfazed stepping back into the taxi and giving the driver the address of the company.

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Rushing out of the car, she quickly paid the drive the taxi fare and thanked him and ran into the building. Scanning around the room she looked for the reception desk and ran up to it when she found it. "H-Hey h-hi, P-Pam i-is Thomas in office still?" Fallon rushed out.

"Hey, Fallon yeah Mr Hill is in do you want me to?-" Pam started but was cut off by Thomas storming in and yelling "Where the fuck were you? I missed a meeting and-".

"Look I'm sorry Thomas but I-"

"I have had enough of your bullshit! And what are you wearing? You look like a hooker!" Mr Hill spat with anger.

"I'm sorry what?" Fallon asked not believing what she had heard.

"You heard me! You look like a prostitute!" Mr Hill repeated seeing now issue of what he was saying.

"How dare you, you misogynist piece of shit. This outfit personally is not something I would where however it is fucking foul how you could say that to your PA without any guilt. Now before you can fire me, I quit. Good luck finding a new PA you motherfucker." Fallon fired back and chucking her lanyard on the reception and storming out not giving a single fuck.

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As you may tell Fallon's day is going great so far:

1. Found out that her ex-best friend is missing even though she hasn't seen her in years

2. Was cat called twice and then being fired from sed cat caller

Fallon threw her keys on the mantlepiece and slouched down in disbelief of what happened today. Just as she was about to take out her contacts lenses, her doorbell rang. Perplexed, she silently tiptoed towards the door and began to tense her hands, creating a deep orange sparky orb in her left hand. Cautiously, she opened the door and peaked her head around it saw two clearly agents about to ring the doorbell again.

"Can I help you?" Fallon asked tilting her head to the side.

"Oh thank God it's you!" A female agent sighed in relief.

"Huh?" Fallon asked puzzled.

"Oh right, I'm Monica, Monica Rambeau." Monica introduced smiling brightly.

"And I'm Jimmy Woo." An Asian man introduced flipping his FBI card "Also I would advise standing down your powers."

"What?" Fallon asked, faking further confusion.

"We know who you are Fallon Creed." Monica informed, "We need your help."

"Why would I-"

"It's regarding Wanda Maximoff." Jimmy Woo interjected.

"Wanda Maximoff who is-?" Fallon countered now becoming slightly more panicked.

"Fallon you don't need to lie." Monica cut off pulling up Fallon's file.

"How do you know who I am?" Fallon challenged.

"I think we have a lot to talk about."

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