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[jordanandjay]

now that endgame is out you should do a part 2 to meaning!!!

oh man! that’s gonna break my heart to write 🙃 but jokes on me I love writing anything that breaks hearts so bet! I’m kinda’ stuck with exams and finals and what now but !! I’ll try my best 💛

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Okay but I didn’t asked to be hit with all this cuteness ! 😭❤️ gr8 work Jaz!!)):

always have.

◎ summary : you & DK have been friends since you were children. he was a global singer & you were just an underground rapper. you break up with your boyfriend after finding out he’d cheated on you while he was touring over seas. something that infuriated your longtime friend. when there are headlines and rumors going around saying how you two were seen together and most likely back together, DK let’s you know how he feels about it.

◎ (e/c) means eye color.

◎ italics are for flashbacks.

◎ warnings : language, fighting, angst.

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He shouldn’t have been this angry with you. Hell he shouldn’t have even been angry in the first place. Yet his blood was boiling while glaring at the picture in front of him. You smiling gracefully towards the one man he knew didn’t deserve to see that smile of yours. “Hyung. A-Are you okay?” The voice of the groups maknae caused the five other males who were goofing off to turn their attention over to the duo. Donghyuk couldn’t even speak without his veins popping out from his neck in anger.

“She’s back with that loser.” He spat out in disbelief covering his mouth with his hand leaning closer to the picture. The group fell silent all glancing towards one another. They knew how happy their dance king was when you’d first confided in him about your breakup. He spoke of how he was going to confess to you when the time was right & swoon you head over heels. The hidden leader in the group felt someone nudge his arm with their elbow causing him to turn towards the culprit. “Your good with words. Shouldn’t you go say something?” The two rappers of the group said to Yunhyeong.

The older male walked towards Donghyuk looking over the picture that was destroying their dancing machine. Someone had taken the picture from the outside of the coffee shop where you sat across the table from the one they called the cheater. “Donghyuk. This picture isn’t the full story. You need to calm down and talk to her once you do. Don’t be hostile towards her but, be the friend you’ve always been for her.” The words of iKON’s hidden leader didn’t reach the younger male at all. His eyes stayed glaring at the picture in anger.

“I’ll be back.” The angry male muttered under his breath getting up rapidly from his seated position. “Dong wait!” “Stop it!” “Hang on!” The groups callings didn’t make the male budge as he took long steps towards the door. “Hajima! If you do something now you’ll only make things worse.” The second youngest Junhoe said standing near the door to stop the angry Donghyuk who simply shoved him away harshly.

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“Hey?! Why are you crying?” A six year old Donghyuk asked a six year old you who sat on the steps towards your home. “The girls from class said I couldn’t play with them because they don’t like me.” You said wiping your tears away while more looked in your (e/c) eyes. Donghyuk stood in front of you using his shirt to wipe your entire face until your tears were gone. “Who cares what they say half of them are dumber than rocks. Besides you have me right?” He said offering you his hand to pull you up from the steps. “Right!”

For what seemed like the fifth night in a row Donghyuk stayed the night at your apartment. Cradling you in his arms making sure you slept your full eight hours even if it meant he didn’t. You inhaled making you shutter from all the crying you’d done all day until he’d gotten here. “Shh. It’s okay. I’m right here.” He whispered rubbing soft gentle circles on your back. You unconsciously wrapped your arms around the male burying your face into his shirt.

He knew he should’ve been happy that you were now done with the guy who cheated on you. However seeing you crying like you would as kids hurt him even more than he would’ve thought. It always hurt him to see you crying. As of late he noticed his need to always protect you and to make sure you were happy wasn’t just something a best friend would do. He loved you. He felt like he always had but he knew he couldn’t throw all of this on you when you’d just gone through a break up. He told himself that night he’d wait for you.

He thought you would too.

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You were in your apartment adjusting your cardigan for what was the millionth time in your head. You’d met up with your ex who was begging you to at least talk to him. You being the kind girl you’ve always been agreed. You had met at a small coffee shop in Seoul called Yuji’s. He’d talked about how he needed you back and how much he’d missed you. However he also said that he knew you deserved better. He knew he wasn’t ready to settle down just yet and couldn’t give you what you wanted , but he did want to continue being your friend.

The entire time he was speaking your best friend crossed your mind over and over. Something he’d noticed and brought up to you. You told him how you’ve been spending time with Donghyuk and how you always seemed to think of him lately. Simple stuff like if he’d slept enough, if he’d washed his face before going to sleep, if Yunhyeong has made him his favorite food.

“You really are clueless huh?” A smirk came across the cheating males face while he chugged back his coffee. You narrowed your eyes at the male in confusion not replying. “You couldn’t even tell when I liked you. (Y/n) you’re in love with Donghyuk you dummy.” He said flicking your forehead softly making with wince lightly and rub your forehead. You stared silently at the cup of hot chocolate in front of you twirling it around softly. The thought had came across once in a while but you simply shoved that impulse to the back of your mind.

“He’s my best friend. If he doesn’t like me back then all of our memories will be something I’ll have to leave behind me. I can’t do that. I’d rather see Donghyuk happy with someone else if that meant I got to be by his side.” You said with water forming in your eyes. The male across the table sighed to himself rolling his eyes dramatically. “(Y/n) what if DK would be more happy with you and you’d never know.” You stared at the male in confusion not understanding if this was the same man who’d cheated on you. He was probably right though so you figured. It’s worth a shot.

The sound of your front door slamming closed made you jump turning towards your bedroom door. “(Y/n)?!” The familiar voice made your heart race lightly. That is until you noticed his tone. A tone you only ever seen him use once with a bully back in your old neighborhood. He was pissed. “In the room!” You shouted back fixing your hair lightly.

You stood in front of the mirror when your bedroom door opened and shut loudly. You turned in concern seeing the man you loved with eyes as red as his shoes he wore. “Dongie? What’s wrong.” You said turning walking towards the male who had tears forming from his eyes. Panic began to settle in making you run and grab tissues from your dresser.

All his anger seemed to disappear seeing you. He stared with widened eyes at you while you pulled the tissues one after another out the box. You were beautiful and he couldn’t help but stare. “(Y/n) sit down.” He said in a hurt voice making you turn in confusion. “B-But your eyes a-” before you could finish the male spoke up “Please! I just need you to sit down.” He said again with his voice cracking at the end of his sentence. Without another word you sat down on the edge of your bed while the male made his way over to you. The male got the chair that was usually in the corner of your room and dragged it so he’d be sitting facing you directly.

He leaned forward and grasped your hand lightly. “(Y/n) I know this is way over due but I still need to say it.” He sniffled his nose looking down at his hand that was now shaking in your hand. “I need you to be happy but it’s hard sometimes. I love you more than I probably love dancing who knows.” He chuckled lightly never meeting your eyes that were now glossy. “I think I’ve always loved you. It just wasn’t until I saw you and that jerk getting back together that I noticed. I made me so mad I was ready to come over here and tell you that you were an idiot and I never wanted to see you again but..but.”

He lowered his head even more making sure you couldn’t see his face while he cried. For him seeing you cry always made him sad and slightly angry at whoever made you cry. For you seeing him cry made your stomach hurt and your throat burn, it was painful and heartbreaking. “When you turned and looked at me just now it… The thought of never seeing you again scared me. I’ll always be here for you (Y/n) but I just needed you to know that I love you.”

Instinctively you released his hand wrapping your arms around his head bringing him closer to you. Almost as if it was a shock Donghyuk wrapped his arms around you tightly resting his head on your chest letting go of all his anger through his cries. You ran one and up and down his back as gently and softly as he’d do with you. The other hand stayed on the males head softly running your fingers through his soft black hair. “Please don’t cry.” You murmered softly through a cracked voice while tears formed in your eyes.

“It hurts me so much when you cry. It makes me sad to see you hurt. It makes me sad everytime you have to leave this crappy apartment even though I know you have to.” You said giggling lightly at the last part. Slowly Donghyuk’s back rose and fell rythmically with a few shutters here and there signaling he was down crying. “I love you Kim Donghyuk and I’m pretty sure I always will.” You said placing a soft kiss at the top of his head.

Slowly Donghyuk rose his head seeing you already a crying messs even more than he was. He placed his hands on your waist pulling you into the him to sit on his lap. You both sat there facing one another with tears falling from your eyes still. Donghyuk grabbed the side of your face gently guiding your lips to his slowly. Something that scared you but also made you anxious to finally feel what his lips felt like against yours.

Slowly but surely your lips met one another in a gentle connection. You both pulled away to glance at one another then again went back to each other’s lips. No one was fighting for any dominance. It was a kiss that went the same as your friendship did, in a rhythmic motion. He pulled away from you leaving you to stare in confusion at the male. “Aren’t you back with.. I mean. Isn’t it wrong to be here with me when your back with your boyfriend.” He asked wiping away the little tears that were left in your eyes with his thumb gently.

“Boyfriend? No!!! We aren’t back together. He wanted to meet and talk about things that made a lot of sense. He wasn’t ready for a real relationship and we started talking about you. He called me an idiot for not realizing that I had loved you so no. We’re not together.” You said slightly embarrassed wiping away the tears from his face gently. His lovley smile came to his face as he pulled you towards him in a lung crushing hug. “That’s good jagiya. It wouldn’t look too good if you had two boyfriends huh?” You couldn’t help but smile wrapping your arms around his neck resting your head on his shoulder. “Right.”

The two of you stayed there in silence in one another’s arms until he groaned loudly. “Crap. I shoved Junhoe today pretty hard. He’s gonna’ kill me once I get back. Yunhyeong is gonna give me an earful when I get back. Mmmm! Unless my super kind jagiya lets me stay the night here?” He said kissing your temple softly making you look up at the mischievous male. You kissed him once last time on his lips before pulling yourself up from his lap. Now standing on your feet you offered your hand to the male.

“Come on Dongie! Let’s go get some food and a cake to apologize to them. We don’t run away from our problems anymore remember? Then afterwards you still want to stay here you can ask Jinhwan oppa and if he says yes then yes!” Donghyuk stared at you with gentle eyes while you stood with your hand still out. He was happy you thought of his members consideration too. For the first time in a long time he was happy.

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[jordanandjay]

pls do a part 2 to nothing less!!!!

it’s currently in the works!(: I just don’t wanna rush it and make something that’s a little underwhelming compared to the first one😭

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For the first time in WWE history, a fully-black man is WWE Champion. 

This is a beautiful timeline we’re living in, you guys. 

[jordanandjay]

nothing less.

Request : Not sure if you’ll ever see this but I thought why not! Could I make a request where the reader is Tony’s younger sister. She had managed to become Bucky’s friend somehow because she’s so kind and gentle with him. (You know where I’m headed with this) Then after everything went down in Civil War she wants nothing more than for him to die. BUT she keeps remembering sweet memories with Bucky & also her parents))): I’ll leave what happens open & what her powers are for you. Love your work(: hope you come back when your ready <3

A/N : that’s right my mediocre ass is ready to put this crappy work back out there! Also thank you anon): it’s stuff like this that brought me back I hope you like this one it’s just SUUUUPER LONG❤️ also let me know if y’all want a part 2 but ya’ know during infinity war!!

Italics stand for flashbacks.

Warnings : Language, Murder, Mentioned Fondue?

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“Who the hell are you?” The rugged hair male asked while you sat in the corner of his rundown apartment. You sheepishly smiled taking the spoonful of pudding that you’d found in his ridge out of your mouth. “Nice to see you again Mister soldier.” You said making the male narrow his eyes at you. You reached over opening the blinds letting the light in the dark corner revealing who you were.

The male softened his face remembering you from the river. He’d dragged Steve to the rivers bank where he didn’t think anyone would be. That’s when he saw you there running to Steve to try and save the captain. He remembered you so vividly because you had reached out for his metal hand making him instinctively turn ready to attack. He stopped suddenly with widened ice blue eyes at the sight infront of him.

You had tears in your eyes making them sparkle lightly. One hand was gripped around his hand gently and the other was protectively wrapped around Steve. What had caught his blue gaze was the smile that was on your face. “T-Thank you.” You sniffled lightly and smiled widely making his eyes narrow in confusion. “T-Thank you. For saving the C-C-Captain..” You released his hand to cradle an unconscious Steve. He couldn’t help but to stare at you in confusion. Not only did you not attack him, you thanked him, and paid him no mind not worrying if he’d attack you. You were obviously different.

“You remember me don’t you?” You said smiling lightly to the male who nodded his head softly. “You’re the girl who thanked me. You’re a Stark.” He said still a little on edge. He didn’t trust people so naturally that included you. For now. “Captains been looking for you. I only found you because I’ve been searching none stop for weeks now running off a few hours of sleep. So what-” “You can’t tell him I’m here. Or at least not yet.” He said interrupting you. You knew Steve would scold you to no end if he ever heard that you’d found Bucky but kept it from him. Yet there was something about the man that made you ready to take that scolding with no questions asked.

Your visits with Bucky were usually twice a week for an hour or two with the two of you just talking. Granted he did most of the listening but you began to notice little by little he would smile at your cheesy jokes. Then visits turned to five times a week and more then five hours. From cooking for the man to showing him music and movies he’d missed out on since the thirties. He also began to notice how much he’d grown attached to you.

You’d returned one day with a bruise on your eye and a gash on your cheekbone. He insisted you go get medical attention but you had to remind the male you were an Avenger. He remembered the feeling of rage wanting to hurt the person that had done that to you. He began to realize how much he looked forward to hearing your contagious laugh, to see your (E/C) eyes sparkle when you smiled. Hell he loved seeing you accidentally fall asleep and the drool that always fell from your lips. He loved you & he could never forget the day you admitted you loved him too.

“You’ve been coming here more often. Not complaining but don’t you miss hanging out with the others?” He asked laying on the beat up mattress he had on the ground next to the table. “Not really. I love them all but when I’m with you, you make me feel.. okay.” He turned to see you reading a DC comic book yet again. You’d seen him turn so you placed the book down turning to face him as well. “I mean okay. Okay in the sense that no matter what happens I’ll always be able to rely on you. And you kinda’ make everything feel like it’s going to be okay.”

Once again you shined him that smile he saw that day on the river. The smile that made him fall in love with you on sight. Without much thought he placed his warm hand on the side of your face stroking your cheekbone softly. “You make me feel everything again.” He gave you a small smile making your heart flutter. He leaned forward boldly putting his lips on yours gently. Something you’d been waiting for him to do for months now. You responded kissing him back softly as you could. That night consisted of nothing of sleep but sweet fondue instead.

That was the night you both decided you needed one another. “Promise me you’ll stay.” You murmered out half asleep laying you’re head on Bucky’s heaving chest. A smile came to his face as he saw you nearly asleep. He leaned forward placing a soft gentle kiss on your forehead. “ ‘Till the end of the line.”

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“Where did they go?”

You murmured to yourself lightly softly tippy towing around the darkness. Of course only you could lose a billionaire, a walking fossil, and a fossil with a metal arm in a scary place like this. You and Tony had met up with Cap and Bucky which shocked the duo but gave them a feeling of slight relief. The two war hero’s didn’t expect to have any back up considering the fact that half the avengers were either hurt or in a floating prison. You heard the snarky voice of your older brother causing you to follow it.

“An empire toppled by its enemies can be rebuilt. An empire that is destroyed from the inside, now that’s something unfixable.” You ran into the room expecting to see a dozen super assassins going toe to toe with the trio you’d lost. You didn’t expect for all the assassins to already be dead with a bullet in their head. Your hand came to your mouth that was hanging open while you fought the water that wanted to fill your eyes. Sure you were an Avenger, but you were far too soft for that title.

“Ah. The pride and joy of the Stark Family. The only Avenger who cries when any life is lost on either side. The one who wants nothing more than peace but her only power brings nothing but destruction. How nice of you to join us (Y/n) Stark.” The three men turned to you in concern already knowing you were about to cry. You quickly paced over to stand in between Tony and Bucky facing the man know as Zemo. “You can’t hide in there forever.” Steve said to the male who never tore his gaze away from you.

Bucky saw your face filled with worry and sadness. “Should’ve stayed on the jet kid.” He whispered out to you rubbing his metal hand soothingly on your back. The familiar nickname and action caused you turn your head to the male trying to give a reassuring smile. Zemo’s eyes never wavered as he watched the interaction. Only a smile coming across his once emotionless face. He knew. He’d already won.

The small monitor that was in front of both you and Tony turned on with an imagine that made your blood freeze. “I know that road.” Tony murmured out. A simple looking road. A road both you and your brother visited more times than you were both willing to admit. “Tony that’s..” Your eyes widened to the brim seeing the date on the corner of the screen. “What is this!?!” The oldest Stark shouted making you swallow the knot that formed in your throat.

The familiar Cadillac you’d ridden in as a child came into the frame crashing harshly into a tree. A car that your father Howard took care of almost as if it were a child all on its own. Steve’s gaze went back and forth between your eyes and Tony’s. Bucky’s eyes wanted to look away from your (E/C) eyes but they simply couldn’t. A stalky muscular male on a motorcycle came into the frame effortlessly walking towards the car.

The figure was far too familiar to you. As much as you wanted to deny it you instantly recognized the man. You shook your head lightly making Bucky glance towards the ground but eventually looked back to you.

Howard crawled weakly out of the Cadillac pleading using a voice you’d only heard only once. “P-Please help. Help my wife.” The soldier all in black pulled your fathers head up harshly making the older man gasp in pain. The look on your fathers face said it all. “Sargent Barnes?” The audio was subtle but that was enough to make tears form in your eyes. The next part of the audio caused Tony and your hearts to break into a billion pieces. “Howard? Howard??”

Tony’s gaze left the monitor glaring at Bucky who lowered his head momentarily but looked back at the oldest Stark. Your sight was blurry from all the tears that you didn’t want to let fall. The sight of Bucky smashing his metal closed fist straight into your fathers face caused you to jump. You shut your eyes tightly making your tears to fall as you instinctively reached for Tony’s hand gripping it tightly. Tony looked at your figure with hatred for the man you had naively trusted.

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“Hey big brother? What time is mommy and daddy coming home?” Your innocent childish voice asked a much younger Tony.

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The memory made Tony wrap his hand around yours tightly looking back at the monitor. With each loud echoing hit the soldier delivered to your fathers face you flinched staggering your breathing. Something that had broken Bucky far much more than anything else he’d ever seen and done as the Winter Soldier. “Howard??” Your mothers pained voice said one last time. The soldier threw your fathers now dead body into the front seat of the car staging the car accident.

You opened your (E/C) eyes to see the man you’d fallen in love with ending your mother’s life. One metal hand gripping her neck tightly to stop her breathing. The video ended with the soldier coming in front of the camera shooting it. There was no question anymore. The man you loved killed your parents. Bucky killed your mom and dad.

Tony tried to rush towards Bucky but was instantly stopped by Cap. “It wasn’t him Tony.” You turned to Steve questionably wondering something that had been bothering you. You’d noticed out the corner of your eyes while watching the video, that Steve hadn’t responded to the video at all. “Captain. D-Did you know?” You said just above a whisper but still loud enough to hear the pain in your voice.

“I didn’t know it was him.” Steve said making you turn back to the monitor that now was replaying the video. “Don’t bullshit us Rogers!! Did you know!?” Tony said turning with hurt towards Steve. You narrowed your eyes slowly dozing off staring at the video. Bucky noticed your face seeing you were no longer paying attention anymore. Of course the only female that made him feel like everything would be okay, the female he fell in love with, was the female he hurt the most.

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“Daddy guess what! I got an actual one hundred on my science test without cheating this time!” You said showing the paper proudly to your father who narrowed his eyes at your statement. “This time?” He asked while Tony bursted out laughing. “Excellent job sweetheart! Umm let’s try not cheating on tests for the rest of the year okay?” The angelic voice of your mother said.

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“Mommy why can’t Tony just stay with us instead of going to smart school?” You asked with tears in your (E/C) eyes watching your brother drive off to return to boarding school. “Your brothers going to make you a proud little sister that’s why sweetheart.” She said kissing your cheek softly. “He already did.” You murmured scrunching your face trying not to cry again. “(Y/n) you’re too young to understand.” You turned to your father sitting on a leather black couch. Once again looking unfazed by your brothers departure. “You and your brother are gonna’ be capable of great things.”

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“You cannot sleep with us. Go to bed.” Your father said with a hand on his temple seeing you already in his king sized bed. “Monsters? Or bad dream?” Your mother said crawling in on the other side of you tossing the clean white comforter over the two of you. “None. I just wanted to sleep with you guys.” You said laying down patting the empty side next to you signaling your father to lay next to you. “Fine. You better not drool tonight! You drool on these sheets I’m throwing you in the trash can.”

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Howard woke up the next morning on his stomach which was his usual sleeping position. However he felt a small hand gripping his ear, a wetness on his back and a tiny leg kept twitching kicking his arm off the bed. “(Y/n) Elizebeth Stark.” He mumbled with irritation but didn’t bother moving not wanting to wake you.

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“Last time I’m gonna warn you Anthony Edward Stark! Stop teaching my daughter your deteriorated language!” Your father shouted making both Maria and Tony turn to see a seething Howard. “What are you talking about?” Tony said trying not to smile. “She fell down the stairs again at Stark Industries and instead of crying she shouted profanities!” Maria and Tony both now tried their hardest not to laugh. “Like what?” Their question was answered when you dashed through the kitchen in a captain America costume. “Oh fuck!”

“(Y/N) ELIZEBETH STARK!”

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“Daddy! Mommy! Before you leave!” You shouted to your parents who were going on a small business trip making them stop. “I just wanted to say I love you.” You said hugging your mother who bent down kissing you’re forehead softly. “I love you too sweetheart. We’ll be back soon.” Howard bent down kissing the top of your hair ruffling it shortly after. Never once had your father ever said he loved you or Tony but deep down you knew he did.

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“Ou! How about when you get back we can have a family movie night?” You said happily to your parents who again were going on a business trip. However instead of leaving you with Jarvis they left Tony incharge. “Sure. Sweetheart sounds great.” Your mother said laughing softly at how happy a small thing made you. “Sounds good darling, keep an eye on your brother and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed.” Your father said jokingly while they left yet again.

Difference is, they never returned this time.

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“Tony, (Y/n) you're too young to understand this right now, so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you. And some day you'll realize that it represents a whole lot more than people's inventions, it represents my life's work. This is the key to the future. I'm limited by the technology of my time, but one day you'll both figure this out. And when you do, you will change the world. What is, and always will be, my greatest creation... is the two of you.”

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“Sargent Barnes?”

Bucky, Steve, and Tony had all began fighting while you were blanked out. Explosions didn’t make you budge but those memories took their toll on you. It brought something out of you that not even you knew was there. Bucky and Steve had the advantage on Tony both coordinating an attack on him. Two against one. Bucky had Tony pinned against the wall with his metal hand around the arc reactor attempting to either crush it or pull it out. Which would’ve resulted in another Stark’s death by his hands.

“Howard? Howard??”

Steve’s eyes widened when Bucky was enveloped in a light blue shade and thrown harshly across to the thick wall cracking it slightly. “Bucky!” The trio turned to you seeing you in a place they knew to never get you in. Like Wanda you had telekinetic powers to some extent only trick was you weren’t as good or as strong as she was. Nor could you control it as they’d just witnessed. However your energy was more or a blue shade instead of scarlet. “It wasn’t him (Y/n)!”

Tony came in and began attacking Steve leaving Bucky to you. The wounded soldier looked up to you in sorrow gulping a knot down his throat. “Baby please. Please try and understand.” Bucky said slowly getting to his feet with his hands up.

“You and your brother are gonna’ be capable of great things.”

The tears in your eyes continued to fall down your face while a black vein popped out from the right side on your face. “SHUT UP!” You said kicking the man in the gut sending him back a bit. He saw no getting through to you, rightfully so. He had no choice but to either get you to calm down forcefully or just fight back to stay alive.

“I just wanted to sleep with you guys.”

“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!” You shouted mindlessly throwing punches covered in your light blue energy around them. Bucky doged your punches left and right looking for an opening. You swung one heavy left losing your balance giving the man his opening. He got your hands pulling them back as he stood in back of you holding you in place. “(Y/n) listen to me!”

“Last time I’m gonna warn you Anthony Edward Stark! Stop teaching my daughter your deteriorated language!”

You shouted loudly focusing all your energy into your hands making them shine bright blue. Little by little you pulled your body as close as you could to Bucky’s. You released another loud scream when you hit your stomach sending the blue wave of force through your body sending Bucky flying backwards to the wall yet again.

“(Y/n) Elizebeth Stark.”

Bucky charged at you throwing punches left and right. You had managed to stop one punch using your telekinesis. A punch he threw with his metal arm which was now being held in place. “Tony!” You shouted holding the males arm up forcefully as hard as you could. Tony seeing what you had planned fired his own energy from the arc reactor tearing away the soldiers arm he used to kill both your parents.

“Daddy! Mommy! Before you leave! I just wanted to say I love you.”

Bucky and Steve both stared dumbfoundedly at the place where his prosthetic arm once was. Steve in horror and Bucky with shock and sadness. Within a matter of seconds the Stark siblings were back on the attack. You had focused your energy into your right leg trying to stomp Bucky’s head. He however was managing to dive and dodge them all.

“Ou! How about when you get back we can have a family movie night?”

Feeling irritated you felt an unspeakable amount of force push through your veins. A feeling you’d never felt before. You held your palms out towards Bucky only expecting the usual small amount of blue energy to push him down. However this amount came from your rage and adrenaline so it was much more than a little. Bucky was sent on the opposite side of the small area where you were fighting at. “Bucky!” Steve shouted trying his best to get Tony to give him an opening.

“Tony, (Y/n) you're too young to understand this right now, so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you. And some day you'll realize that it represents a whole lot more than people's inventions, it represents my life's work. This is the key to the future. I'm limited by the technology of my time.”

Whatever force you had used drained Bucky of what little energy he had so he laid on his back against the cold ground. He didn’t have the power to fight anymore and quite frankly he didn’t want to. He’s always been fighting. He figured if he had to die he would rather die by your hands than anyone else’s. In the matter of seconds you were on top of him. The beautiful shade of (E/C) eyes were gone from your eyes and was replaced by the bright neon blue before him. Your beautiful (S/C) skin was covered in sweat, a few cuts, bruises, and the dark black vein that cracked the right side of your face.

“But one day you'll both figure this out. And when you do, you will change the world.”

“We never got to say goodbye!” You seethed making him stare at you in horror. He simply wanted you to kill him already. Death to him would’ve been better than hearing what his actions had caused. “They never got to see us grow up!! They’ll never get to see us get married! They never...” Your blue force began forming around your hands that were gripping his jacket collar tightly. “They’ll never get to hear us say we loved them one last time... AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!” You shouted lifting your right hand filled with bright blue energy to punch his face in as he did to your father.

“What is, and always will be, my greatest creation... is the two of you.”

Your hand stopped a centimeter away from Bucky’s face. Now with all traces of blue energy gone from you completely. Your eyes were back to their regular color, the back vein slowly began to vanish as you stared down at the man who looked as confused as you did. Your palm was shaking with rage. You wanted nothing more than to kill him yet....

“You make me feel everything again.”

“I can’t do it.” You whispered out in defeat slouching down to be sitting on Bucky’s midsection. Your eyes began to fill with tears again as you lowered your hand to lay gently on the side of Bucky’s face. “I want you dead but I can’t do it myself. The thought of Tony or anyone else killing you makes my heart hurt and my head spin. I-I can’t...” you whispered out before crying all over again. Bucky leaned his face into your palm letting his only arm left wrap around your leg reassuringly.

“ ‘till the end of the line.”

The sound of a loud cracking sound caught your attention forgetting you two weren’t alone. When you turned your head you expected Tony to be winning but the sight before you made your heart skip a few beats. Cap had his shield raised looking as if he was going to plant it right on Tony’s face which was exposed. Tony had blood smeared on his face and his only way to defend himself was his armored arm which was barley able to stay up. “CAPTAIN NO!!” You screamed simultaneously as the man brought the shield down to impale the arc reactor. “TONY!”

“Keep an eye on your brother and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed.”

You rushed over to your bother cradling him helping him off the ground to lay on your lap. “I’m so sorry Tony. I-I couldn’t do it.” You whisperered holding onto him tighter making the man chuckle at your words. “Me either.” Your attention went straight to Cap and Bucky who were now both limping away. As to where they were going you didn’t know nor did you want to. You couldn’t bring yourself to kill either of them but it didn’t mean all was forgiven. It was far from it.

“Our father made that shield Ca.. Steve!” You shouted making the duo freeze. Both shocked at the fact you had called Steve by his first name which was something you’d never done. You had the most respect for Steve. You had always admired him and even wanted to be just like him when you were a little girl, you had never even called him Cap’ but now he was just Steve.

“You don’t deserve that shield!” Tony shouted making the former captain lower his head. The shield that symbolized more than freedom was thrown on the cold ground making an echo. Without another word both Bucky and Steve walked into the abandoned building. Bucky turned to glance at you one last time taking in an image of you like this to remind himself just how much he didn’t deserve you. But he was a selfish man and had slipped something into your back pocket when you were sitting on top of him.

Inside of your back pocket was a ring that you’d find later, which again would bring you nothing but tears. A reminder that the first person you’ve loved was the same person who deserved nothing less of what he’d done onto others. You placed your head onto Tony’s arc reactor hugging the only person who you felt you had left. Tony never knew what to do in these situations so he only rubbed the back of your head softly. Something your mother would do to get you to stop crying.

For the first time since your parents had died you two felt completely and utterly alone.

“What is, and always will be, my greatest creation... is the two of you.”

[jordanandjay]

Masterlist.

I’m not gonna be able to write for a while (family issues) so I’ll just leave my work here for you guys(‘:

Erik Killmonger

I can’t afford to lose.

Peter Parker

Peace.

Loki Odinson

Reassurance.

Steve Rogers

Happily Ever After?

GOTG

First Encounters!

Stephen Strange

Meaning?

Sam Wilson

Reunion.

Bucky Barnes

Nothing less

Frank Castle

Notes.

Sebastian Stan

Jelly?

Worst Secret Keeper.

Clay Jensen, Justin Jensen

Like a brother P.1

Like a brother P.2

Bryce Walker

Monster Next Door

Tyler Down

Make you happy P.I

Make you happy P.II

[jordanandjay]

Are you making a part 3 of Make you happy ? It's so fucking goood I need more

Yes! It should be posted maybe tonight or tomorrow night!(: it might suck but I hope you enjoy it💓🤞🏽

[jordanandjay]

THIS IS THE MOST I’VE CRIED ALL DAY! AND I CRY ALOT!!😿EXCELLENT JOB ‘MANI!😻💓

Apologies.

Summary: The reader is Jeff’s twin sister who was with him in the car the night of the accident. On her first day back at school she freaks out with out Jeff. When she goes home she receives a shoe box of tapes. 

A/N: I’m not exactly sure the timeline about all this but for the sake of this story lets just say Hannah and Jeff’s death were only a week apart. Also I might’ve cried while writing this but we’ll keep that lowkey.

Let me know what y’all think!? This is my first ever story(:

Italic’s are Flashbacks

Bold is what Hannah is saying on the tape.

Warnings: Mentions of death, suicide, language, mental breakdown.

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Happiness. It’s what keeps us going in life, it’s what gets us out of those beds in the mornings. Even some days are harder than others. I know what it feel’s like to have everything taken from you. Pride, friends, love, spirit and yes happiness. With out a corny intro lets all welcome the subject of tape ten. (Y/n) Atkins enter.

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You stood in front of the mirror that hung in your room staring at your reflection yet again. You’re (e/c) eyes seemed bored as they dully examined your attire, and yourself in general.

You wore dark blue skinny jeans that had at small whole on the knee’s, a longsleve Liberty High baseball shirt, some Jordan legend blue elevens that matched, and lastly your backpack. However your eyes kept wondering to the bruises and scrapes.

A bruise covering your right cheekbone in a dark shade of purple, a deep scrape that started on the top of your hairline to the right stopping at your right temple, and to top it off stitches that started at the bottom of the right side of your chin and stopped a few centimeters away from the right side of your lower lip. All on the right side of you’re face. The passengers seat.

You shook your head trying to stop the awful memory from coming back into your head. You walked downstairs getting the keys to your car ready to head to school. You’re (e/c) eyes snapped open upon hearing the familiar statement that would usually be said when you drove to school.

“OOU! Taking your car? I’m bumming a ride off you. Come on sis let’s go!”” You gulped down the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes shutting them tightly. “No more day dreaming.” You whispered softly to yourself before dashing out the door not wanting to be in that house another second.

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(Y/n), you were a girl I wanted to be like when I grew up. A role model. You had helped me find all of my classes on the first day of school when I was debating of just going home or hiding in the restrooms. Everyone respected you. A star athlete, a genuinely good person. When you had seen me crying alone at Monet’s you bought me a hot chocolate sitting down with me. You were just a great person. There was something that I knew about you that I don’t think a lot of people noticed. You’re happiness, (Y/n) was a person.

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You took in a deep breath walking into the hall’s of Liberty High after being away for two week’s. Two weeks since the accident. 

“(Y/n)! Sweetie! I’m so glad to see your back we all missed you so much.” Courtney said as she jumped in front of you nearly startling you to death. Without realizing it your eyes seemed to narrow making her pause stepping back a bit. “Yeah. Thank’s Courtney.” You muttered out walking over to your locker. “Nervous?” 

“W-What?” You said poking your head out of your locker to see Jeff there pretending he didn’t say a thing as he continued digging through his locker. “Don’t try and act like you aren’t nervous for try out’s.” He said shining you a small grin. “I’m shitting bricks. I heard that this year they’re going to make me captain. I’m not ready for that yet.” You said shutting your locker, putting your head on his shoulder sighing loudly.

“(Y/n) you are the best captain anyone could ask for. Instead of saying how you aren’t ready you should be saying is, it’s about time.” He said ruffling the top of your hair causing you to playfully push his arm away.

You two were the complete opposite of those cliché sibling stereotype. You and Jeff always got along, you were best friends and everyone knew it. “You know I’ve heard some type of rumors that siblings usually fight and not get along as well as we do.” You said as he wrapped an arm around your head while you two walked to your class. “Well mom said we never fought. Even when we were babies so I call bullshit. Right (Y/n)? (Y/n)? (Y/n)”

“(Y/n)?” Your eyes adjusted to where you were which was right by your and Jeff’s locker. You looked up smiling lightly when you saw your good friend shining you a boyish smile. “Hey Clay sorry I wasn’t listening.” You said taking some book’s into your arms before closing your locker. He nodded his head lightly as you both walked to your class gym. “I asked why you didn’t cover those with makeup.” Clay said making you laugh loudly.

Everyone treated you like a piece of glass that was going to crack if they even mentioned your scars. Clay knew that so you were glad that he wasn’t treating you any differently like everyone else was. It might’ve seemed odd but, you really needed things to go back to the way they used to be.

But of course life without him could never be the same.

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You two were always together no matter what. You protected each other, you depended on each other. Everyday you sat together at lunch always preferring to be alone but welcomed anyone who wanted to join you both. You were both just that kind, that gentle and uplifting without realizing. Ironically you were helping me with a boy, advice, subjects and topics. A boy who your happiness was helping as well. You’re happiness was your twin brother, Jeff Atkins.

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“Can’t we just go for a little pretty please? Please? Please!!” You shouted as you laid on Jeff’s back. He groaned loudly rolling over causing you to fall onto his mattress making it squeak. He went to the mirror fixing his hair before shaking his head softly. 

“Come on (Y/n) I just wanted to stay in today. We go out every weekend. Can’t we just watch scary movies or something? Besides I look like shit.” Jeff said as he crossed his arms over one another. You groaned loudly sitting up on his bed careful not to mess it up.

“Jeff you always drag me out to Bryce’s victory parties when I look like Marilyn Manson. Besides I’m sure all the girls would love your sleepy hair if they could see it.” You said as you stood next to your towering twin who laughed loudly. “Well you got a point. For you my favorite sibling anything. Just give me ten minutes to get ready.” He said hugging you tightly before he made his way to the closet.

He glanced back at you now sitting on the bed swinging your with an innocent look on your face. “That mean’s get out sicko’!”  “Oh! You meant you were going to change?” You said getting off his bed making your way out the room. 

“Hey (Y/n) I’ll do anything for you. Don’t forget that.” He muttered lowly as you shut the door behind you.

You blinked away staring dully at the floor before coming back into reality. You had noticed Bryce and Marcus were staring over to you which made you feel uncomfortable. That is until you realized why they were staring at you. “(Y/n) honey do you need to go to the councilor?” Mrs.Bridges asked while you wiped away the tears from your face. “N-No. I’m fine just continue with class. I’m good.” 

She continued walking around the class preaching about whatever it was she was saying. Then you began thinking back to Jeff. If you had both just stayed in and watched scary movies like he wanted then he wouldn’t have.. He wouldn’t have..

“I wouldn’t have gotten my brain’s bashed in by a fucking window.” Your eyes widened to the brim turning to the empty seat that was next to you instantly remembering that voice. A voice that belong to your twin brother. Tear’s filled your eyes upon seeing Jeff’s lifeless figure sitting next to your seat. Looking exactly like he did when you awoke from accident that night.

“What the fuck!?” You shouted as you jumped up away from your seat causing everyone’s eyes to fall to you. “I-I’m sorry. I need to go.” You said grabbing your backpack then rushing out of the class going straight to the parking lot just trying to go back home.

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You the very essence of kindness (Y/n). You do not belong on these tapes but I need to apologize and I’m not strong enough to do this in person. If you heard Sheri’s tape then you know that I am partly responsible for what happened to your brother. Here’s a question of the yes or no variety. Have you ever seen something break from the inside? I have twice. One when I felt all hope leave my body in a hot tub, but that’s for another time. The second time I saw something break happened on that same night. That’s the night I saw exactly what I’d done to you (Y/n).”

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You walked into your house throwing your backpack on the ground slamming the door shut. Thank goodness both your parents weren’t home or you’d be asked if you wanted to talk. Which you didn’t want to do, all you wanted to do was cry and let it all out. You marched down the hall to the room where is a place you found yourself sleeping in more than you’re own room.

Jeff’s room.

You entered walking straight to his closet pulling out his shirt which was identical to yours that you were wearing. You sat down in the closet sobbing loudly into his shirt inhaling his scent he liked to call “Unique.” You were breaking and you couldn’t stop.

Jeff was your bestest friend. Your world.

This house was completely silent ever since he died. Your parents weren’t the same. Hell neither were you. How was life supposed to continue without your other half, literally. You laid in Jeff’s bed sobbing loudly curling under the covers holding his shirt to your nose. Before you knew it you were asleep dreaming of a dream you needed, a memory that you needed mixed with words that you knew Jeff would want you to hear.

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You had helped me in classes I needed to improve on. You drank hot chocolate with me when no one wanted to be seen with me. You were a friend (Y/n), a friend I didn’t deserve. After a certain incident happened in a hot tub I found myself walking to your place for some odd reason. That’s when I saw it, the second thing that broke from the inside. We’ve all heard that if one twin got hurt the other felt it right? So if one twin died? You already know what follows. That’s exactly what I saw.

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“In bed huh?” Jeff said moving your legs sitting down then letting them fall back over his lap. “I just can’t believe coach Mack is gone you know. We knew him since we were..” You felt your voice crack by even mentioning your former coaches name. “I know. I know it’s hard. He loved you (Y/n).” Jeff said pulling you up from your blanket hugging you tightly as you cried loudly. 

“When it’s someones time to go. It’s just time. But you aren’t supposed to feel sad because we won’t be here anymore. Be happy because you made my life a happy life.” 

You leaned back sitting next to Jeff who was smiling at the bright window of your room. “Your not talking about coach are you? We’re talking about.. You.” You said while he wrapped an arm around your head which was something he often did to you. 

“I’ll always be here for you. As long as you remember what I meant to you. I’ll do anything for you (Y/n).” He said taking a pause to turn and look at your face. Covered in tears and bruises. “It’s time to wake up (Y/n). Time to stop day dreaming.” He said as you let out a soft sob shaking your head hugging him tightly not wanting to let him go.

“H-How..do..I.. move..o..on? How do..I..let you…go?” You said in between sobs. You heard his heartbeat quicken as you sobbed out each word. 

“Day by day sis. It get’s better. I love you (Y/n) now please, don’t cry.” 

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I stood outside your house gathering what little courage I could to apologize to you face to face. That’s when I noticed you sitting in a room I can only assume was Jeff’s. You were sitting on his desk chair so still I didn’t notice you at first. Then I saw a look on your face I noticed. One drained of all life and hope. Your eyes were swollen from all the crying you’d done, your once lively (e/c) eyes stared dully into a picture that was on his desk. Your face that shined bright smiles to everyone in the halls. Looked as if you were already dead. I took away your life’s meaning and for that I could never forgive myself.

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You awoke suddenly feeling completely at peace. That dream had felt so real, like if Jeff had to say those words to you before passing on. You got off of his bed fixing it neatly like he always liked it. You turned to grab a picture that sat on his desk bringing it with you to your room.

The picture was a collage of you both playing softball and baseball since you were both six and the most recent picture last year. When you two had made it to state.

You walked into your room placing the picture on your desk smiling to yourself placing Jeff’s shirt next to it. That’s when you noticed that your window was opened. You didn’t recall leaving it open but you didn’t think much of it. You walked over closing the window walking to your bed noticing a bright red shoe box. Something you definitely didn’t leave there. You cautiously walked over to the box grabbing the sticky note that was on top of it.

‘These are copies. Clay has the original set, and I have the other copies. Inside are tapes, and an extra casset player I had. I don’t want you to listen to this alone. You aren’t alone. Call me as soon as you open them.

-Tony.’

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So in conclusion, (Y/n) Atkins. There is nothing I can do in this world to show you how sorry I am for being one of the reasons Jeff is dead. I still feel the need to say it though. I could go to the tallest building in this entire world, scream that I’m sorry to the top of my lungs, until my voice completely gave out and it still wouldn’t be enough. I am truly sorry (Y/n).

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‘Hey Tony. I know your still at school but I’m gonna push play either way.’

You nodded your head pushing send on the phone before pushing it to the side. You sat on your bed putting the sky blue beats over your head getting ready to listen to the tape that was labeled ‘1′. You saw Tony typing back but decided to push play regardless. 

“Hey it’s Hannah. Hannah Baker.”

[jordanandjay]

I’ve been trying to write for the past three days and I still can’t focus on writing! What the heck’s man🤦🏽‍♀️ Sorry guys)):

[jordanandjay]

We may not see eye to eye when it comes to certain topics but i just have to say, UR A DAMN GOOD ASS WRITER!! Keep doing you boo! Even if you get haters along the way keep using ya laid back personality and kill em with kindness!

“Killem with kindness”😹 I’ve never thought of it like that! Thanks though honey! I really do appreciate it(:

[jordanandjay]

PART 2 PRETTY UBER SUPER DUPER PLEASE?😿💓This is the sweetest thing)):

2:54 a.m. – Tyler Down x Reader

Request: Can you do an imagine where both the reader and Tony got a set of tapes from Hannah and the reader sees how Tyler get treated and so they decide to hang out with him and ends up falling for him? You can it however you need to. Thanks! 😁

A/N: Sorry this took so long to do! I hope you like it though! ps this is super long lol i got soo into it ! idk how good it is either you guys be the judge

Warnings: mention of [Hannah’s] suicide

A lot of unexpected things have happened in this town. And receiving a dead girl’s tapes on your doorstep had never been one of them. Until yesterday. 

Hannah Baker tragically killed herself last week, and now mysteriously her version of a suicide note had been left on your porch. When you first brought the beat up cardboard box up to your room to open it, you had no idea what to expect. When you opened it and saw the tapes, you freaked out slightly. However you immediately became obsessed with finding a way to listen to them, and you knew exactly the person to help you.

Self-proclaimed lover of all things vintage, Tony Padilla was the person to go to for a situation like this. He was the only person in the world you knew that had a device that you could listen to the tapes on. 

When you knocked on his door yesterday and told him that you needed to borrow his Walkman to listen to some of your parents old cassettes, he raised an eyebrow and invited you inside. You both walked up to his room. He told you to sit on his bed, so you did. 

“You got the tapes too didn’t you?” He asked slowly. 

You were taken aback; not expecting him to know anything about this. 

You began to respond, but he turned his back and started rummaging through a drawer in his desk. A few seconds later, he threw an identical beat up cardboard box to yours filled with cassette tapes on his bed next to you. 

You looked up at him, breathing slowly. “Damn.”

After a long conversation about how insane it was that Hannah was gone, ideas about what could possibly be on the tapes, and the slight fear of the whole situation, Tony tossed you the Walkman. 

“Don’t break it. I actually use that for stuff.” He said seriously, but couldn’t help cracking a half smile. 

“Of course.” You said back. “Thank you.” 

The second you got home, shoes were off and headphones were in. You spent the next 6 hours listening to the tapes until your emotions got the best of you and you couldn’t bare to listen anymore. 

Squinting to look at the too bright digital clock that was placed next to you on your desk, you read 2:54 a.m. Thank God you didn’t have school the next day because you would have been absolutely exhausted. 

And currently you were absolutely exhausted, but you couldn’t clear your mind enough to be able to sleep. The horrific scenes Hannah narrated kept playing over and over in your mind. However, one of them in particular stood out to you.

Tyler Down. The school outcast, yearbook photographer, and all around shy guy. Hearing his tape was eyeopening. You weren’t going to lie, you found it slightly creepy how he stalked Hannah, but another side of you found it slightly charming. 

You weren’t sure if it was your 3:00 a.m. blurred thinking, or your actual feelings, but you found yourself sympathizing for the kid. You suddenly realized how awful he got treated at school, and you started to feel bad. What he did was wrong, but he really really liked her, and he just didn’t know how to go about it. He was too innocent for his own good.

The next monday at school, you decided to make it your mission to talk to Tyler Down. You weren’t 100% sure this was a good decision, but you’ve always been a spur of the moment type of person, so you went along with it. 

Right before your lunch period started, you found him at his locker. You walked up to him. You had talked a few times, but not enough times that you were even sure he knew your name.

“Hey.” You said slowly. He closed his locker door to reveal your small-smiled face inches away from him. 

“Hey.” He said, sounding confused. “(y/n)…right?” 

“Yeah.” You replied. You paused before adding, “I was just going to go eat lunch outside…do you wanna come?” 

He still looked confused, but nevertheless happier than he did before you asked. “Uh, sure.” He said quietly. 

You found a spot at a picnic table by the baseball field. You found yourselves talking about anything and everything. Your equal love for the same TV shows, his passion for photography, the douchiness of the jocks, and the never-ending feeling of insanity at the fact that Hannah was really gone. 

It was an enlightening conversation. You really liked talking to Tyler. 

“What do you say we do this again tomorrow?” You asked when the bell for the next period class rang.

“Yeah. Um- I… sure.” He stuttered out, and you swore you saw a tinge of pink emerge over his cheeks. 

Before you knew it, tomorrows turned into every days. And soon enough, eating lunch and hanging out with Tyler Down became a regular thing in your life. You exchanged numbers, and you began to text a lot. He started opening up and not being so shy around you. You really started to like the person you were seeing. 

One day after school, you both decided to go to Monet’s. He ordered hot chocolate, so you did too. 

You began to notice yourself laughing a little louder at all of his jokes, trying to “accidentally” brush your hand against his when you were together, and spend an increasingly longer amount of time with this nerdy curly-haired boy. 

Eventually you realized that you were undeniably falling for Tyler Down. 

One night, the two of you were just walking around his neighborhood. It was nighttime, the stars were out, and your feelings were getting the best of you. You wanted nothing more than to just cuddle up in Tyler’s arms and feel his tall frame protectively around you. 

When the night came to a close and he walked you home, you knew that you had to do something. He was too shy to make a move, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. As you two walked up your driveway, you said your goodbyes. 

Right before he left you, you leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. Something simple, but also something that would allow him to get a deeper glimpse into your feelings for him. 

You smiled before running inside, leaving him a blushing mess on your stairway. 

A/N: is a part two needed for this imagine? lmkkk :)

[jordanandjay]

I laughed too hard before realizing that I haven’t received notifications in days🤦🏽‍♀️

me, a tumblr user who wants to be sociable in june 2018 during the notifications apocalypse:

[jordanandjay]

I love how everyone who was pressed about u writing about Bryce or Monty were anonymous...lol they some pussies

Truuue! I mean if the matter was that important to them they could’ve at least dropped their name. I’m not stressed over it tho! I’m just here to write, it’s not that deep(:

[jordanandjay]

Why do these bitches care so much about u writing about Bryce or Monty.. Like if you don’t fucking like it then keep it moving and don’t read it...

I’m sayin! I told them that if they felt uncomfortable to just skip it🙄 tbh the fic about Bryce is the most likes I’ve ever gotten on a fic BUT YA KNOW 🐸☕️

[jordanandjay]

Make You Happy. P2

Summary: This follows the day after the party. Just some tooth aching sweetness with Tyler and the reader(: Monty goes to the reader’s house after his father abuses him. He confesses his love for the reader in the least polite way.

A/n: I decided to make a part two to this since most of you liked it(:

Part Uno,

Warnings: Swearing, Domestic Abuse, Sexual references?

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Tyler sat at your kitchen table watching as you served the children breakfast one by one. You had both been woken up by (O/B/N) telling you to watch the kids while he went to work. Last night was honestly one of Tyler’s best day’s of his life. “Ty?” You said causing him to snap his head towards you instantly smiling. “Sorry I wasn’t paying attention. What happened?” 

You smiled lightly pointing your head towards the pancakes you’d made. “I said if you wanted any pancakes dork,” You said as he shook his head looking over to his phone that was buzzing over and over. “No thanks beautiful. I guess I should go home and check in before a search party gets sent out.” He said while you stuck your bottom lip out causing him to groan loudly. 

“I know. I know.” He said getting to his feet easily towering over you. He placed  his hands on either side of your face kissing your forehead longly before pulling back to stare at your face. “Well just make sure you text me letting me know that you got home safe. Come on handsome I’ll walk you to your car.” You said tippy toeing bringing your lips to his for a quick kiss. 

“That’s an odd thing to do considering it’s flu season.” (L/b/n) said causing both you and Tyler to smile into the kiss, then looking over to the group of children who were gagging. “Would you mind your own business. I’ll be back okay so don’t tear the house down.” You said while your brother stuck his tongue out at you. “I’ll see you guy’s later. Bye little man.” Tyler said exchanging a fist bump with your younger brother. “See you T-dawg!” Your brother said excitedly while both you and Tyler exited the house.

“T-dawg? Look’s like he already became friends with you.” You said carrying Tyler’s camera with one hand while his other hand was intertwining your hands. “Yeah we’re like bff’s now.” Tyler said as you both walked slowly towards his car trying to savor every moment the two of you could have. “So? Are your parent’s going to freak when you get home?” You said making Tyler chuckle slightly nodding his head. “Yeah. I think they’re going to freak when they find out I stayed at a super hot girls house.” 

You couldn’t help but giggle upon remembering all the times you two would be on Facetime with his mom walking in embarrassing him completely. The two of you stood outside of his car gazing at one another not wanting him to leave. “I’ll call you later tonight okay?” Tyler said leaning down bringing his lips to yours. You giggled lightly nodding your head kissing him back placing your hands on his neck softly while his wrapped around your waist pulling you closer.  

“Ty. You need. To go home. Or else you’ll. Get in even. More trouble.” You said in between each long kiss. He placed his forehead to yours smiling to himself before hugging you closely to his body. “You do things to me (Y/n). It’s like I get all this newly found courage when I’m with you. Like no matter what happens. We’ll be okay.” The sound of a car passing made you take in a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding in as he spoke those words to you.

“I always want you to feel like that Ty. I just feel happy when your with me. A different happy that I don’t really feel with anyone else.” You whispered to him stroking the back of his short hair. A mischievous smile came to his face as he tried his hardest not to laugh. You were going to ask him what was so funny but he let it blurt out before he could stop himself. “Babe I think that’s called hormones.” Leave it to Tyler to make an nerdy joke. “Tyler!” You said as he began laughing loudly placing his head on your shoulders.

“Come on I don’t want you to get into trouble.” You said while he tried his best to stop laughing at his own joke. “Okay. Okay! One more kiss then I’m leaving.” Tyler said tilting his head making you do the same sharing one last passionate kiss. You two had stayed like that until you both realized you needed hair to breathe causing you both to pull away from one another. “I’ll text you later.” Tyler whispered softly as you nodded your head reluctantly. “Okay baby just be careful.” You said softly giving him one last kiss before he pulled away taking his camera getting into his car.

You stood in the driveway watching as he drove away in his silver car waving to you. You waved back until he was out of sight. As chessy as it might’ve sounded your stomach was filled with butterflies simply thinking of the next time he’d visit you. “Hey sis can we watch Deadpool?” You turned quickly ready to scream no when (L/b/n) shouted back. “Because we started it when you walked outside.”

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“Tyler! We thought you might’ve been dead! Do you understand how that feels.” Tyler only sighed looking over to the window of the dining room not really interested with the conversation at hand. “Tyler! Talk to us?! Are you okay! Are you on drugs? We just don’t want you to end up like that Baker girl.” His mother said causing his head to snap directly at her.

“Honey don’t.” Tyler’s father said seeing the tears come to Tyler’s eyes. Would his parents still love him if he told them? Told them that the reason that Baker girl was dead was because of him. He shook those thoughts out of his head and tried his hardest to gather his thoughts. “Mom, Dad just listen please!” Tyler said loudly making the two bickering parents turn towards him in shock never really hearing him yell before.

“At one point I did feel like Hannah did. I got bullied everyday to the point where I thought that being dead was better.” Tyler said making his mother cover her mouth as tears filled her blue eyes. “Then those thoughts stopped when I met someone.” Tyler’s dad gaze seemed to soften when he saw Tyler giving the most calming smile that he’d ever seen his son shine before.

“She’s kind and gentle. She’s kind of dorky but it’s adorable. It’s (Y/n). Yesterday I went to her little brothers birthday party because she invited me. I stayed there and..” Tyler’s breath was caught in his throat while he smiled up to his parents who stared dumbfoundedly at him. “It was like I was completely happy. Like everything that happened in the past was the past. I was with (Y/n) all night watching crappy movies and babysitting little kids and a drunk man who was her oldest brother. I’m sorry I didn’t call you I should’ve. I didn’t mean to make you worry.”

There was silence in the house while Tyler sat twirling his thumps around eachother nervously while his parents were processing what he’d just said. “She makes you happy?” His mother asked wiping the tears from her face. “She does. She gives me courage mom.” He said smiling up to his mom who’s smile grew slowly. “She sounds amazing Tyler. You should bring her over for diner sometime son. We’d love to meet her.” His father said resting his palm on his wife’s shoulder.

“So I’m not in trouble?” Tyler asked through narrowed suspicious eyes. “No Tyler. I felt like that was the first time you were honest with us. So no. As long as she makes you feel happy and not like how you did before then... it’s okay.” His mother said catching him completely by surprise. His parents went into their room most likely to speak about what just happened.

Tyler sat there happily on the kitchen table wondering what you were doing.

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“I forgot did you guys fuck in the pool?”

“NO! Jesus what is it with you?!” You said while you turned towards your older brother who scratched the back his head. “Shit who knows. So Tyler Down? He seems like a nice kid.” (O/b/n) said while you continued to make dinner for tonight. You’d been texting with Tyler all day. He explained to you how his parents didn’t freak as bad as you guys thought they would.

“Yeah he’s a good kid. He’s super nerdy too.” You said flipping the food you were cooking with veggies. The sound of the doorbell ringing caused you and (O/b/n) to turn towards one another. “Was he coming over for dinner?” You rose an eyebrow shaking your head no. “Hey watch the food for me. I’m gonna go check.”

You walked to the door noticing the figure instantly that stood outside. You quickly opened the door causing him to raise his gaze to you. “H-Hey (Y/n).” Your mouth fell open slightly seeing a bruise forming on the bottom of his eye, along with a deep gash on his bottom lip. “Monty. Come in big guy.” You said opening your door inviting him in. He sluggishly stepped into the home somehow feeling a bit ashamed. “Montgomery!!” A smile came across Monty’s face when he saw (L/b/n) running towards him.

“Hey there kiddo!” Monty said happily squatting down with open arms which (L/b/n) ran into wrapping his arms around Monty’s neck quickly after. “Monty? Hey what’s up man.” (O/b/n) said from the kitchen as you shut the door softly. Monty picked up (L/b/n) walking into the kitchen being far too familiar with your home. “Woah. Looks like someone fucked you up with a brick bro.” (O/b/n) said causing Monty to lower his gaze a bit setting (L/b/n) on the ground. “Could you not be an asshole! We’re going to my room. (O/b/n) watch the food you idiot.” You said with irritation while (O/b/n) simply flipped you off.

You got a ziplock bag shoving a handful of ice into it. You quickly grabbed Monty’s hand pulling him to your room obviously upset that his father laid hands on him, yet again.

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Once you were in your room Monty sat on the swirling chair he usually sat on while you patched him up. “What was it this time?” You shouted from the restroom that was connected to your room. “He got mad cause some girl came looking for me at the house.” Monty said through a low embarrassed voice.

“You’re an idiot Monty.” You said putting the first-aid kit on your desk. “Here dummy. Put this on your eye. I’ll clean up the cut.” You whispered leaning toward him inches away from his face while you focused on cleaning the deep cut. “You know I heard kissing bruises makes them feel better.” He said trying to pry information out of you.

“Yeah so does alcohol.” You said gently patting the wet cloth on his cut causing him to hiss out in pain. “Stop moving Montgomery. I need this to be completely clean.” You said holding his chin in the palm of your hand while you continued patting the cloth on his lip. Monty stared at you and felt his eyes narrow a bit remembering what he’d seen last night. Without warning he leaned forward placing his lips to yours closing his eyes hoping you’d kiss him back.

Instead you pushed him back by the chest with widened (E/c) eyes. “Monty. I.. I have a boyfriend now. You can’t do that.” You said softly while his face fell into one of complete hurt. The one girl he was keeping safe from Bryce and the team. The girl he fell in love with when he was only twelve was here rejecting him. “(Y/n) I love you. Since we were kids and I.. I just want to make you happy.” He murmured out through a pleading voice.

You’ll admit you did have a major crush on Monty when you were kids but that’s exactly what you were, kids. He’d been with so many girls and yet he’d always considered you just a very close best friend. You shook your head placing a hand to his cheek brushing your thumb across his cheekbone softly. “Monty you would call me every single time a girl gave you some. You don’t do that to a girl you supposedly love. Besides. I have someone to make me happy already.”

Monty felt like you’d stabbed him with a piece of wood right through his heart, removed it and threw lemon in his open wound. He shook his head feeling tears coming to his eyes. “Seriously? Your choosing that little shit over me? I’ve known you since you were six! He knew you for like six months!” Monty said loudly looking you straight in the eyes letting his tears fall.

“Monty stop it.” You said feeling frustrated tears coming to your face. “I get it. It’s because he has a perfect life right!? Because you deserve the absolute best? Your a princess who deserves the best and I’m just a piece of trash who gets beat up by his old man!?” Monty said seething with anger and sadness all mixed together. Your tears fell as you jumped to stand toe to toe with Monty showing him you weren’t scared of him. No matter what level of anger he was at both you and him knew he couldn’t never would lay a hand on you.

“I loved you for so long! But you loved what people thought of you more! Tyler literally is the best because he does treat me like I am the best. He treats me like I’m the only girl he’d ever laid eyes on. That’s all any girl wants Monty! To be told she’s a guys word.” You said now sniffling your nose wiping away the tears that were now falling from every edge of your face. Monty stared at your figure with heartbreak realizing that you were right. What hurt him even more was that he was the reason you were crying.

“I’m sorry (Y/n). Thank you for being my friend and I really do hope he treats you like the world.” Monty said getting what little belongings he had laid out on the desk. He leaned down softly pressing a kiss to the top of your head before heading towards your door. “If he doesn’t I’ll fucking kill him.” Monty said before closing the door slowly behind him.

You fell to your bed rubbing your eyes that continued to cry out. You loved Monty not in the way he wanted and now you had lost your best friend. Tyler made you feel happy but you began questioning if he was really worth it.

That is until your phone lit up getting a text from him. That little text made you realize that if Tyler was willing to go against the world for you. Then you’d easily start a war for him.

‘From: Ty❤️🤤

Hey babe just wanted to remind you. You’re literally the best thing to happen in my life. It’s cheesy & yes I know you don’t like corny/cheesy/cliché things:b also my mom said for you to have dinner with us sometime. Message me when you have time beautiful❤️’

[jordanandjay]

The all caps ask obviously wasted their time in school since they can’t use proper grammar lol. You’re* -your favorite recent messenger (lol jk)

I honestly misspell everything so I can’t take a shot at their literature😹 but thanks for the back up amigo🤞🏽❤️

[jordanandjay]

I'm so heated rn. How can you even think of writing for Monty/Bryce. Your such a bitch! THEY ARE RAPIST

Come on honey don’t be so pressed. There’s an unfollow/ block button for this reason exactly(: