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canirove · 4 months

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Broken Hearts Football Club | Chapter 28

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"They are literal scum. Posting this article the morning of our most important game so far? Disgusting" Leah said, leaving her phone on the table and laying on the bed next to June.

"Didn't expect anything less from them" she sighed.

"How are you?"

"Honestly? I don't know. They've published stuff about my relationships before, but…"

"But they've never done it about a relationship you truly care about. One that matters, one that you want, one with someone you love" Leah said.

"Yeah" June sighed again.

They had been caught. Someone had recognized her and Ben on their date at McDonald's, taking photos of them and sending them to the English press. And there was no way they could deny what was going on.

They had photos of them waiting to order, June's arms wrapped around Ben's neck while they kissed and laughed. They had photos of them eating together, smiling at each other. And they had photos of them leaving the restaurant, of Ben squeezing her butt and then hugging her and kissing her. That was couple behaviour, and it was impossible to deny it.

"What has your family said?"

"My dad said that now he understood why I had been looking so happy lately, and my mum that Ben is the most handsome young man she has ever seen and that she is gonna have the most beautiful grandchildren ever."

"No pressure there" Leah chuckled. "So they are ok with your relationship?"

"They are. They said that as long as I am happy, they are happy too."

"What about John?"

"He just worries about me wanting to run away and send to hell the best thing that has happened to me in ages and that isn't related to my career."

"But you aren't running away, are you?"

"The thought crossed my mind when I first saw the article" June said, biting her lip. "But, no, I'm not going anywhere. I… I love Ben. And I'm gonna fight for him. For us."

"Aww, Maxwell!" Leah said, hugging her friend. "You've said it aloud! Finally! I'm so proud of you."

"Yeah, whatever."

"No, this is not whatever, June. This is huge coming from you. This means you've healed, that your heart isn't broken anymore. Though it won't be 100% healed until you tell Chilly how you feel."

"He knows how I feel."

"But you haven't actually told him, have you?"

"Not really, no."

"Then maybe this is the moment to do it, you know? Now that everyone knows about your relationship, this may be the moment to tell him and reassure him that you aren't going anywhere."

"Maybe. But I don't know how to say it."

"It's just three words, Maxwell" Leah laughed.

"Yes, but the three most important words ever."

"I guess… Have you spoken with him yet?"

"We texted earlier after the article was published. He asked me if I was ok and about how my family had taken the news."

"What about his family?"

"His mum was like, oh, this is old news. I've known since I saw her at the hospital."

"She always was a clever woman" Leah chuckled. "Did you talk about anything else? Are you going to publish something on Instagram confirming it?"

"Nah. We agreed that what matters now is tonight's game, that I should focus on that and on showing those idiots who June Maxwell is, that their shit doesn't affect her."

"So you basically agreed on bringing back the June who likes to shut mouths with goals."

"Ben's favourite, yes" June chuckled.

"I like her a lot too. Though not as much as he does. Tough love he called it, right?"

"Yeah" she said, remembering everything that happened since that confession, how she and Ben had gone from not being able to stand the other and constantly arguing to… to being in love with each other and happier than ever.

"You know you have us all by your side right? The whole team" Leah said, taking June's hand in hers.

"I know, Williamson. Thank you" she smiled.

"Great. Then let's go kick some asses" Leah said, getting up from the bed with a quick jump. "I feel bad for those poor Chinese girls but… This is how it works. Are you ready, Maxwell?"

"Yes captain, my captain" June laughed, getting up from the bed and joining her.

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"What an extraordinary game of football" Andrew said.

"Definitely the best we've seen in this tournament so far" Jacob added.

"The way the girls played tonight has been just… Perfection. Look at those stats!"

"And they could have been even better if Sarina hadn't made all those changes after the 5th goal."

"And what a goal that last one was. What do you think, Chilly?" Andrew asked him.

"I think that it probably is the best goal of Lauren's career to the date."

"Agree" Jacob nodded.

"If you watch it since the moment the ball leaves Earp's foot, it just gets better and better."

"And when it gets to Maxwell… That pass was simply brilliant! And the way James controls the ball and kicks… Urgh, I love it."

"Looks like you've fallen in love with a goal, Andrew" Ben chuckled.

"I may have, yes" he laughed.

"Speaking of Maxwell's pass… Didn't it remind you of one of yours, Chilly? The one against United."

"It was similar, but hers is ten times better. She is a much better football player than I ever was or would have ever been" Ben smiled.

"Completely unbiased comment here" Jacob smirked.

"I'm known for always being unbiased when it comes to Maxwell " Ben shrugged before the three of them started to laugh. "Being serious again, tho… I think the character the girls showed today is worthy of respect. People from the outside tried to make them nervous, to make them fail, and they showed them what they are made of. That they are here to play football and win, and no one is gonna distract them from their goal no matter how hard they try."

"Yes! Our fierce lionesses!" Jacob said, lifting his fist in the air.

"We are very proud of you girls" Andrew said.

"All of you" Ben added, looking straight into the camera, hoping everyone back home got the message.

They could publish all the rubbish they wanted. He was sure of his feelings for June and of hers for him even if she hadn't said it just yet. And if there was someone who knew how to fight against people who talked shit, making the best of it, that was June Maxwell.

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buckybarnesisdaddy · 3 months

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The Reunion

Summary- You are reunited with some old friends and introduced to some new ones.

Pairings- Bucky Barnes x Reader

Raining- Mature due to some violence

Warnings- fighting, guns, explosions.

A/N- Starting off pretty tame! This is a small chapter to get everyone’s feet wet with this style of writing. It is written like a script but is pretty self explanatory. Let me know what you think and if you want to be in the tag list!

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*You just finished all your work for the day and you were closing up your classroom. All day you've had this feeling that someone was watching you and all you want to do is get home safely. As you exit the school you hear a familiar voice from behind you.*

Bucky- out of all the places I thought you'd end up, this always surprised me the least. *He smirks at you from where he leans against the wall.*

Y/N- You shouldn't be here *You call over your shoulder, continuing to walk to your car.*

Bucky- We need to talk. *He says, following behind you. You let out a sad laugh and turn to face him, stopping him in his tracks.*

Y/N- We have nothing to talk about Buck. *you turn on your heels and walk away*

Bucky- They're back! *He exclaims. You stop dead in your tracks before You turn to face Bucky. Looking at him almost daring him to say the name.*

Bucky- Hydra is back and they are looking for you. You were their most valuable asset they aren't about to just let you go. I came to warn you that if you want to stay out of this, then you need to run.

Y/N- I'm not running. I finally have a life Bucky and I’ve made a family with these people- I can't run, not anymore. *You explain. Bucky walks closer, his gaze pulling you in. His eyes are still as beautiful as ever.*

Bucky- Then get ready to fight because they're coming. *He assures you. You let out another sad laugh and let your bags drop to the ground. Exhausted that this fight will never end.*

Y/N- Why would they want me? Honestly, I don't think I know how to fight anymore. *Thats not entirely true, but if you say it enough maybe you can convince yourself.*

Bucky- They know who you are y/n-

Y/N- Was.. *You cut him off* who I was. She is no longer apart of me and I- *You look off into the woods and then back at him* I don’t want to pretend to be her anymore.

Bucky- she will always be apart of you Y/N- *He starts to explain but you cut him off again*

Y/N- Yeah just like the Winter Soldier will always be apart of you. *You stare at him, knowing that was a low blow but wanting to get your point across. He nods and looks at his feet, kicking around some gravel. He meets your gaze once more.*

Bucky- yeah and that's something I have to deal with everyday. But knowing they gave me the very abilities we need to stop them? You bet your perfect ass I'm gonna make sure He is still apart of me. *Bucky explains. You shake your head and look off again.*

Y/N- Well, I've dealt with my past, did the steps, celebrate recovery and what not, and I want nothing to do with this. I'm finally free and I am done fighting someone else's war. *You start to gather up your bags from the ground when he stops you. Taking your hands in his and begging you to listen.*

Bucky- This is your war Y/N. If you wanna run and you won't fight then get ready to say goodbye to the life you've made here because you know better than anyone what Hydra will do to get what they want. *You can feel the tears brimming in your eyes, your heart breaks as you softly reply.*

Y/N- yeah... I do. *You look at Bucky and your eyes meet. You can see he is worried but not for himself, for you. All of the troubles you were facing seemed to disappear when you looked into his eyes. Bucky seems to feel the same way, forgetting why he was here in the first place, leaning in close and whispering.*

Bucky- Do you ever regret that day? *You feel the tears start to well up.*

Y/N- Bucky.. *you put your hand on his cheek* I will regret that day till my dying breath. Bucky starts to lean in closer when the sound of gunfire breaks the silence. The next thing you know you are flying backwards through the air.

*You get up and look around, fire and smoke surround you and the school is reduced to rubble. Your ears are ringing and you can't hear a thing over it. Slightly disoriented, You start to look around for Bucky but you can't find him through the wreckage. Your ribs hurt and you’re pretty sure you broke one or two. You can finally hear someone shouting your name.

-Y/N *You try to find where the voice is coming from when suddenly someone grabs your arm. You turn ready to punch and see it is Bucky.

Y/N- Don't scare me like that! There are people trying to kill us and you think it's a good idea to sneak up on me *you say as you are hitting his good arm*

Bucky- shhhh get down *Bucky doesn’t even respond to your swats, this reaction was old hat for him. You both crouch behind what was once your car and try to get a good look at what's going on.*

Y/N- What just happened *You whisper, still trying to figure out what just happened.*

Bucky- That big SUV came around the corner and tried to light us up. *Bucky informs you, you roll your eyes and motion around you.*

Y- Well I think they somewhat succeeded at that. *Bucky laughs*

Bucky- Yeah *He looks you over* you good? *You nod and take a breath*

Y- I'll be fine but we are sitting ducks here. We need to find a way out. *You look around trying to see if you are surrounded or not. Bucky peaks over the hood and sees the Hydra symbol on the SUV that fired at you both. While he is looking 4 Hydra agents jump out of the SUV and start to make their way toward you and Bucky. Bucky crouches back down next to you and sarcastically says.*

Bucky- y/n you will never believe who it is. *You roll your eyes and smile, you really have missed his banter and the sound of his voice if you were honest. You bust out what was left of the back window of your car and grab the weapons you store there.*

Y/N- So Buck.. *You hand him his choice of gun.* We gonna do this like old times. *you say as you are getting your weapon ready. Bucky looks at you and smiles.*

Bucky- I thought you'd never ask. *You give him a playful jab in his side and he leans in and kisses your forehead, just like old times. He pulls back and nods.*

Y/N- let's go *You both tuck and roll around opposite ends of the car and Get to work.

*You end up in Hand to Hand combat with a Hydra agent and you do what Black Widows do best. When you've taken care of the last Hydra agent you hear Bucky yell at you*

Bucky- "Don't know how to fight anymore" my ass!! *You roll your eyes and laugh. Out of nowhere a jet lands on the other side of the parking lot. You get ready for another fight when Bucky runs over* it's okay, they're with me. Once the jet lands the doors open and out steps Steve, Sam, Thor, Wanda, and Peter. Steve steps off the jet and runs over to you and Bucky.*

Steve- Hey are you both okay? *He looks you both up and down.*

Bucky- Yeah we're good. *Bucky smiles and looks at you*

Steve- We need to get out of here. I'm sure more Hydra agents are on the way. *You agree and give one last look around, the destroyed school, you wrecked car, this life you had created destroyed in minutes. Bucky calls your name and you turn to look at him, your heart flutters and you smile as you follow after him. You make you way to the jet as Steve and Bucky are walking ahead of you. Bucky offers you his hand to help you climb up and a memory that you wished you could forget flashes in your mind. Standing there still and ghost white, You realize Bucky is starting to get concerned.*

Y/N- oh sorry * you take his hand* thanks. *When the door closes you can feel the jet take off and your stomach starts doing flips. Bucky and Steve notice. Steve moves closer and whispers.*

Steve- Hey are you alright? *He eyes you again, everyone watches your interactions so you just smile.*

Y/N- Yeah, I just haven't been on a plane in awhile. Didn't have the greatest experience with the last one I was on. *Realization washes over Bucky and knows exactly what you are talking about. Then it dawns on him as to why you hesitated to get on the jet with him. Steve clears his throat and everyone else starts to look away, knowing that neither one of you will explain what happened so Bucky quickly moves on.*

Bucky- uhmm, Hey everyone this is Y/N. We umm- we used to work together. *He says and looks at you. You have to hide your smile at his adorable awkwardness.*

Peter- so she was a brainwashed assassin too? *Everyone stares at Peter and his lack of social awareness. Bucky scrunches his face and then just nods.*

Bucky- Technically, yes. *Bucky admits and then looks to you, wanting to make sure Peter’s words didn’t hurt you, they didn’t. A large man from the front of the jet starts to speak, his voice booming.*

Thor- Who cares! She seems fine now and she kicks ass. Welcome! *He offers his welcome and you smile.*

Wanda- Yeah you were amazing! *She thinks for a minute.* Actually the way you fought reminded me of-

Nat- long time no see. *Another familiar face. You breath a sigh of relief and hug Nat.*

Y/N- I've missed you Nat. *She hugs you tight. Peter looks around at everyone who seems to know what’s going on.*

Peter- You know Natasha too?!? Wait?! Are you a Black Widow?! *he says in a whisper like it was a secret. You decide to play along and lean in to whisper back.*

Y/N- Yes. *Peter leans back and looks amazed, like he was just told the biggest secret ever. He then realizes that everyone else seems to already know. He mutters to himself that he really needs to start paying attention in the mission briefs. You smile and laugh to yourself as everyone settles in for the trip back to the compound.*

*Bucky finds a seat next to you.*

Bucky- you were thinking about the plane ride from Siberia weren't you? *You look at Bucky with tears brimming in your eyes at his words.*

Y/N- Yes.. I'm so sorry Bucky. I know that's not you anymore- your good now... like really good- and I know it was kinda my fault and I know I asked... *the end of your sentence trails off, ashamed that there seems to be one thing that your therapy hadn’t fixed yet. Bucky takes your hand.*

Bucky- I know, y/n and I understand. I wish we hadn’t been put in that position. But I think it's safe to say it all worked out, eventually. I just hope we can find a way to work past it. *He laces his fingers with your and you smile up at him before gently laying your head on his shoulder. He decides to lighten the mood.* Also if you want to get real specific and start pointing fingers 1) You started it that day and 2) you asked me to do what I did so- *You gasp and playfully punch his arm. He laughs a big, real laugh. You see Steve glance back and smile. It’s been awhile since either of you heard him laugh like that. *Bucky kisses your forehead* I really am sorry for what happened that day and for the position you were put in. *You lean up and kiss his cheek, reassuring him. Your head finds rest on his shoulder again and think to yourself It’s just like it used to be, before.

*As you are drifting off to sleep you hear Peter talking to Thor.*

Peter- You think she'd go for me? *He asks. Wanda and Sam start to laugh under their breath. Thor looks at him and pats his shoulder.*

Thor- In your dreams, Spider Boy. *Peter looks around for anyone else who would be on his side. Nat smiles.*

Nat- She is super strong, ages really slowly, and basically can't be killed. *She starts to walk away when she turns around to clarify.* What I'm trying to say is, she'd eat you alive, kid. *Peter throws his arms in the air.*

Peter- oh come on! I could help her settle in and get comfortable with the place- *Sam interrupts him*

Sam- She looks pretty comfortable already. *You can’t hold it in anymore and you let out a laugh. You snuggle into Bucky's arms and fall asleep to the sound of the others teasing Peter and Bucky's heartbeat. The memory from earlier plays over and over in your head. It's your real life nightmare that has returned to haunt your dreams.*

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anothergwen · 8 months

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bad idea right?

*kinda based off the song bad idea right by olivia rodrigo*

a/n : haven't written in a while so i apologize if it's lowk ass

word count: 905

warnings : peter's lowk an asshole but it's okay because it's him :3 , they get a lil intimate at the end but it's nothing really explicit

background : y/n and peter recently broke up due to complications. it was a messy breakup, leaving both frustrated yet missing the other and wishing they handled it better. gwen, y/n's best friend, tells her that it's for the best and that she shouldn't give into him. now y/n loves gwen, she really does, but what happens when peter texts her that he misses her?

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it's been 3 weeks since they broke up, 3 long and hard rough weeks for y/n. she's frustrated with the idea of not being able to greet him with a kiss everyday before class or hold his hand throughout the halls. having a class with him doesn't help either. everyday he walks in with that fluffy brown hair of his, that sexy blue shirt on, or that famillar attractive scent that lingers wherever he goes. it drives her crazy knowing that they aren't together anymore.

she stares at him from across class, almost daydreaming of the day they get back together and run away into the sunset, ready to live their happily ever after.

"hey !" a famillar voice wakes her up

she turns to the voice and sees that it's her best friend, gwen stacy. her scolding face is all that y/n needs to know what she's going to say.

"stop thinking about him..and stop staring too. don't forget y/n he treated you like shit. he forgot anniversaries, your own birthday, and god must i continue y/n?!" the blonde raised her voice as her friend only looked at her with a disappointed frown. she inhales and exhales deeply before switching her tone of voice to something more softer and less harsh.

"look...i know you love him but you just have to move on. it was agonizing seeing you get treated like that. you don't deserve that honey" she gently spoke, resting a hand on her shoulder

"but gwen he's so cute ! when he walks into class looking so good it's like he's inviting me to take him back !" y/n pouted as gwen only groaned

"you're missing the point y/n ! he ended things and didn't even bother trying to put in effort." the bell had rang, breifly interupting her setence "...don't go chasing after someone who treats you like dirt. especially if they don't want anything to do with you. now cmon let's go, we have a test next period" gwen said as she left class

y/n followed behind gwen, her mind now racing with gwen's advice and flashbacks of her and peter's relationship. her words echo throughout all the memories. for a split second she's ready to take gwen's advice but when she sees peter walking past her, she forgets everything she was just told.

later that night y/n sat in her room watching a movie, hoping it'll take her mind off her ex boyfriend. as the movie plays, y/n can feel herself drifiting off to sleep. her eyes got tired and weary before the ding of her phone interupted her slumber.

"you up?"

"i miss you"

her eyes nearly pop out of her head when she sees the messages. her heart sinks to the floor when she recongizes that it's peter who texted her. without thinking and in a panic she calls gwen. as the phone rings y/n paces throughout her room, praying that she picks up.

"hey y/n what's up? everything okay?" gwen's voice rings from the other side with concern

"he texted me ! he fucking texted me gwen !" y/n shouts

"oh my god really? what did he say?"

"asked if i was up and said he missed me. oh my god gwen what do i do?? i talked about taking him back but now that i have a chance to i don't even know !!! gwen cmon help me you're like the angel on my shoulder and i'm my own devil on the other side"

"okay first thing's first, you don't reply. you leave him on delievered and you keep him on delivered. no matter what he says or texts you, don't even consider giving in alright?"

y/n's phone dings one more time, loud enough for gwen to hear as well. it was another text from peter.

"open your window pretty girl. miss you so much. can't stand being away from you anymore"

her heartbeat was pumping. he was just outside and the opportunity of getting him back was just at the finger tips.

"y/n? you okay? what was that? who texted you?" gwen's voice on the other end was becoming static. she couldn't think about anything but letting him back into her home, and into her life. she opens the window and just outside is peter and god did he look good.

"hey pretty girl" he grinned as he let himself in

he took her by the waist and kissed her passionately. in that moment y/n was gone, she didn't care if gwen would scold her, all that mattered to her was that she was finally with peter again. his touch beginning to make her body melt like putty.

"god i missed that so much..." he panted, breath heavy from the kiss he just shared with y/n

"y/n is that peter??? what is he doing there? did you take him back? oh my god y/n i told you-" she was cut short by peter hanging up the phone. he tossed it to the side and continue to kiss her.

he slowly brought her down to her bed, slowly trailing down from her lips to her neck. she's too lost in him to say anything and too deep to turn back. her mind goes blank as she feels him reach those famillar spots he always knew how to reach. god did she miss him so.

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 1 year

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Imagine: You're Eddie's best friend, and you develop a crush on his uncle, but Eddie thinks that you have a crush on him. (Don't worry, it's purely one-sided. I mean, we've all been there, right? Or is it just me who has a little crush on Wayne?)

You aren't sure how it happened or even why it happened. All of a sudden you started spending more time around him because of your friendship with Eddie. It was so wrong, you knew it, but you couldn't help yourself. You just hoped that Eddie wouldn't hate you. You had to tell him though, he had become your best friend since he joined the party after what happened over spring break and you couldn't keep the truth from him. He always seemed to know when you were lying anyways.

"What's with that face?" Eddie asked. "Was the song really that bad?"

"What? No, it was really good. Who was the song for?" You asked with a grin.

"Who says the song was for anyone?" Eddie asked with a blush.

"Your face for one," you replied.

They were hanging out in his room at the Munson house as Eddie had wanted to borrow your ear for a song he had written. He's had this house for months now but for some reason he still looked out of place and uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was still getting used to the fact that he was no longer living in a trailer or maybe because it was given to him by the same people responsible for the Upside Down. You wondered if he searches the room for bugs every night before he goes to bed.

"How about we deal with the fact that there's something bothering you? Come on, Teddy!" Eddie exclaimed.

You rolled your eyes at the nickname. He thought it was cute to call you that since his name was Eddie. He had wanted your names to rhyme, but since your names were nowhere close to rhyming, he decided to give you a new one.

"That's not my name!" You said in a sing song voice.

"Don't avoid the question!" He exclaimed, copying your tone.

"Okay! Fine, I'll tell you!" You exclaimed as he put his guitar away and got comfortable on the bed, his legs swinging in the air. "You have to promise not to hate me, okay?"

"Dude, I would never hate you! Not for anything. If you're telling me you murdered somebody then just me where we are going to bury the body," Eddie replied and paused. "You didn't, did you? Because if you did, I am totally throwing you under the bus. I am not getting set up for that shit again."

"Eddie, I didn't fucking kill anyone. Jesus," you said and muttered under your breath. "I have feelings. . ."

"Oooh! You have a crush! Come on, tell Daddy everything!" Eddie exclaimed.

"Ew, never call yourself that again!" You exclaimed and sighed heavily. "I just don't know how this happened!"

"Relax, youngling, this happens to everyone. You are not the exception," Eddie said grinning.

"Stop loving this," you glared at him.

"In the history of our friendship, you have never mentioned being interested in anyone," he replied.

"It's just that I know nothing will ever happen with this person and it came so suddenly, so unexpectedly that I was afraid you wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore if you knew."

"Why wouldn't I want to be friends with you anymore?" He asked.

"Because it's someone you know very well," you replied, biting your lip.

"Oh. OH! Oh, no!"

"Yeah."

"Oh, sweetheart, I would never hate you or stop being friends with you for that. I am very flattered and also, very gay. Also, I'm dating Steve. Ugh, he's going to hate me for telling you without him," Eddie said. "Shit, this is awkward. I am sorry, did I lead you on? What did I do? Is it the daddy thing? It's the daddy thing."

"OH, would would you just stop?!" You exclaimed. "I know you're gay. I have since the night you got really drunk and wrote an entire song about Steve’s ass. I mean, I knew you had a crush on him but I didn't know you were dating him. Anyways, the crush isn't on you."

"Oh," he said, sounding a little disappointed and then he scowled. "Is it Steve? Because he's mine, you can't have him. I don't share my food and I don't share my boyfriends. Well, okay, I love you a lot. So, I guess for you I'll share him. You can have him one week out of the month but the rest of the time is mine, okay?"

"Oh, for the love of - it's not Steve either, Edward!" You yelled at him.

"Okay. . .who is it?" Eddie asked, confused now.

You screamed into his pillow and then sat up.

"Your uncle has very pretty eyes!" You blurted.

"My - my uncle?!" Eddie exclaimed, choking on his saliva and then he burst into laughter.

"This isn't funny, Eddie!" You groaned into your hands.

"It's a very funny! You want to be my aunt! You want to give me little blue eyed flannel wearing cousins!" Eddie exclaimed. "You want to share a last name with my uncle!"

"I am never telling you anything ever again," you sighed and rolled your eyes.

"Oh my God, imagine a little tiny trucker hat and a little tiny coffee mug. Of course, as the cousin of your fat little baby I would have to make its own tiny guitar. Maybe write baby's first guitar on the body," Eddie said with a gasp.

"I am NOT having a baby with your uncle," you said, blushing.

"You don't entirely hate the idea, though," Eddie said tilting his head at her and the pursed his lips. "I'm gonna tell him."

"Eddie Munson, you will NOT!" You yelled at him.

The sound of the front door opened, and heavy footsteps could be heard from the hallway. You slapped a hand over his mouth, your eyes wide, and Eddie then proceeded to lick your hand. You yelped and pulled your hand back, glaring. You heard voices coming from the kitchen, and they got closer to Eddie's closed bedroom door. . . There came a knock.

"Eddie, I found your boy wandering around outside, is Teddy also staying for dinner? The more the merrier," Wayne's voice floated from the door and Eddie grinned.

"UNCLE WAYNE! TEDDY WANTS TO HAVE YOUR BABIES!"

"GODDAMNIT, EDDIE, I HATE YOU."

THUMP.

"Good lord," Wayne sighed.

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finneysbaseball · 2 years

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ayo 🤭 could i possibly request headcanons for either dating vance or being griffin’s best friend? ur acc is awesome btw

IM DOING BOTH OF THESE CUS I CAN<3

dating vance but not rlly dating vance while being griffins bsf/ big sis figure

a/n: fem reader on this one but imagine it however u like <3 i tried to make it gn but theres some slip ups!

(see what i did i mixed them together 🤭)

vance would think u like griffin (u kind of do cus who wouldn't? hes adorable) more then him so he would hate him

although griffin would grow on him

you'd be like his second parents

and i hc that vance is a mommas boy so he would be the mom you'd be the dad

vance would totally baby him.

like vance would be like "i don't like griffin"

then would proceed to he caught playing trains with him.

"he forced me he has little doe eyes i couldn't say no" blah blah blah i dont wanna hear it mr hopper

griffin would probably slip up and call u mom sometimes

vance is still annoyed by him sometimes

probably even made him cry on accident w few times if im being honest

like this kid is sensitive.

and im not evn tryna be mean

u could literally ignore him on accident bcus u didn't hear him and he started crying cus he thought u didn't love him anymore

ok ok I'm getting rlly carried away this isn't even what u asked for pls don't hate me

ok so more into the vance being your boyfriend part.

griffin was the kid you babysat ever since he was a 5, since his parents were always on work trips (hc ofc)

u met vance at the grab and go when u bumped into his pinball machine, he cussed you out but didn't beat your ass or anything since he was just practicing (or so that was his excuse) and everyone was like "damn how did she not get her ass whooped😧"

vance then saw u at school and asked in the most calm way he could (which did not work out because it sounded like he was yelling at you.)

"WILL YOU GO SKATING WITH ME THIS SATURDAY?"

which then to that you said "im so sorry i would but i cant , i have a babysitting job this saturday."

vance then tried to walk away but before he could you started talking again.

"the boys parents aren't strict! you could come with me and we could all watch movies together! he would love you!

and to that he said yes

spoiler alert, griffin did not love vance. another spoiler alert, the feeling was mutual.

as you walked to the door to greet mrs stagg going to a meeting, she stopped and said hi to you and vance, you called her prior to explain that you had to study with him (which was kind of a lie but you heard him and his teacher talking about his grades so you thought, sure why not help him with his grades!

as you said goodbye too mr stagg, griffin walked downstairs running to hug you and as u both pulled away he say vance.

"who are you?" griffin said crossing his arms over his chest

"vance." vance said not liking the tone the 10 year old boy was taking with him.

"why are you in my house."

"because your babysitter is helping me with my grades"

"so what your saying is your an idiot?"

"WHAT?"

"ok ok lets calm down"

"well at least you have y/n shes very smart she helped me get an a"

griffin walked away to go watch gravity falls on tv. (another headcanon lolz)

"he called me dumb."

"vance, hes ten."

"still."

"i assure you you're not dumb, you just need to start paying attention in class."

you and vance started working on science, something vance was stuck on.

when griffin spoke up

"y/nnnn"

"yes griffin?"

"im bored!!"

"well i guess i can take break"

"i need help!" vance said with a pout that was barely noticeable

"well my needs are more important then yours u bush!"

"WHAT DID U JUST CALL ME??"

"vance hes ten!"

"a stupid ten year old."

"vance!"

"thats why u cant do basic science!"

"griffin apologize!" you said with a stern face

"he thinks hes more important than me!".

"you are both important so you both better apologize or im telling your moms!

that seemed to get their attention as they both shook their head no and started apologizing

"vance, im sorry for calling you a bush.

"and im sorry for calling u stupid."

"now hug it out." you said smiling

"what." they both deadpanned

"you heard me, hug it out mamas boys."

they sighed and eventually gave each other a side hug.

as the night ended, you tucked griffin into bed, finished your homework with vance , and greeted mrs stagg as she came back from her meeting, you both said goodbye to the hardworking mom and headed hom.

vance walked you too your door thanked you for the help, and u gave him a kiss on the cheek

you both agreed that you'd go see the new chainsaw massacre movie next friday, and went too sleep with butterflies.

I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS MY BAD! @honeyedpaperback hope you liked it!!!

#vance hopper x reader #finney blake #robin arellano #the black phone #brady hepner #bruce yamada #vance hopper #vance hopper x you #fem reader #gwen blake #billy showalter #tbp

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dearweirdme · 5 months

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That seojoon voice thing has got me thinking that the others aren't as oblivious to tkk as they try to show. They try and pretend that they don't see anything but they just remain in denial when they can't prove that what tkkrs are claiming can be true. I've seen the radio silence from everyone when tae spilled that jk sings "to find you" for him. They were so quick to brush it under the rug as if singing love songs to your bro is just a bro thing. This live was all the proof anyone would need to know that they are definitely not "bros". If I miss my friend, I am not going to sulk and listen to sad songs, that's something that I'd do for my partner. No matter how close you are with your friends, you don't go straight to them after a long ass work trip.

They didn't hear anyone before but then they were celebrating coz it was seojoon? This feels so weird to me coz it's not just jikkrs but ot7s and esp kths. Why are they so desperate to prove that tkk can't be together? Why deny it and call us names when even they heard it? Yesterday I saw a post with that tkk pic from jk's listening party and the amount of "loving brothers" comments under it could have given bh editors a run for their money. They call us delulu but aren't they blatantly ignoring their bond (even if just friends) and being delulus? When jk liked that tkk tiktok, there were many ot7s who were getting worked up coz they didn't want tkkrs to see it. But ever since the ms announcement jikkrs have been having a field day with the most disrespectful and gross military jokes about jikk but not one person except for tkkrs and jjks are calling them out on it. That tiktok is also a sort of a big deal, atleast to me it is coz there's very obvious tkk flirting going on in it. There's no way jk hasn't come across such tiktoks before. There are so many jikk tiktoks as well but he chose to like this one knowing fully well that every like of his is noticed by everyone.

Idk what'll happen in the next 18 months but I am sure of one thing, tkk are and will forever remain brothers. We are gross fetishizers coz we see them as more than friends. Well they are welcome to call us what they want coz IDGAF anymore 😑

Hi anon!

Ah, Taekook is a touchy topic always. In fairness, there’s some pretty wild Tkkrs out there who take things a bit too far. Combine that with some people actually thinking Tkkrs ruined Tae and Jk’s friendship back then and you’ve got a whole mess on its own.

But, I think it’s not for nothing that Tkk is still the biggest ship. There is a connection between Tae and Jk that just shines through.

The weirdest thing straw-wise for me was when after Tae’s missing-jk-lives it was silence from Jkkrs for days (maybe a week even) from Jkkrs. And that’s really something because normally they don’t even need an excuse to come to me in my asks. Like actually nothing for days!! And it cannot be that they missed it, or found it insignificant or too delusional to comment… because normally I just have to say one small thing and they come flying in. I don’t know what their mindset was around then, but they were a bit stunned perhaps 😂

Them being called bro’s/palls/friends isn’t bad. It’s safe. I know we Tkkrs take some hits because of that, but in the end I’d rather be called an idiot a hundred times if that keeps them safe.

#fandom shenanigans #straws #taekook

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mamaito · 11 months

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[Housamo] Chapter 14-1 (Incomplete)

[Only translating the first bit, everything else was but a flashback of everything we know and conversed about/with Mononobe.]

[Christine] "Welcome, everyone, to our theater. I have been waiting for you always."

"… Of course we made sure to always remember those words which is: [How would you like for this to be entertaining?], when we're out performing."

"Whatever those eyes of yours may be pulling over you, we won't be doing no half assed program here."

"Seeing this much sorrow in your heart is only but expected. I, possibly may be able to put a stop to everything if it wasn't up to your satisfaction."

"[This world is no longer the original that existed anymore] to [Everyone knows there's nothing new left to make]--"

"[The past has already been taken apart from it's wreckage and the only thing left is to be a part of the arts], I quote from a person I once knew long ago."

"And so the past was then rehashed again, I wonder, how much longer till it's quality goes stale to even compete for your initial interest, even for the slightest bit of it?"

"What can we do to garner your eyes till the very end?"

"As far as everyone is concerned, this world they're in isn't theirs and if anyone else were to notice it-- How do you think they would feel?"

"-- We will be playing the story of [You, who's all alone]."

"… Now then, let's not lengthen this conversation any further."

"We'll be the actors. Now without further ado-- Watch the show from above."

"In which case, this will be the last performance of the Yurakucho Entertainers for Tokyo-- Have a pleasurable experience as we pull the curtains open for you."

From behind, a knife was brandished out secretly. While walking, a warm sensation was spreading and liquid begins to drip down under.

[Kirito] "… What am I doing looking at someone's defenseless back for."

"A-ah-- I didn't realize I've done it."

"Right… I figured this was my chance with this person and I was ready to stab her, and yet…"

["… Huh?"] ["Aren't you…"]

Someone managed to stab you with a knife from behind, They called him the [The criminal who lurks among the theaters shadows], a demon who was said to cut you up to pieces with his sacred artifact.

["You- Wh-Why--!?"] [Why-- Why did you…"]

You can be certain about one thing… There's no saving you from this fatal wound.

[Kirito] "Did you think I was one of your friends? That we were family?"

"… Let me tell you something. I hate it."

The young man raises the knife over you.

-- The last words that Ito said was that she'll dismantle the wall.

[Kirito] "Seems like you've lost your miserable way in this city. Whoever you were planning to meet here-- Whoever it is… You're meeting."

With those departing words-- Who will ever look your way.

#translation #housamo

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kygerbearr · 8 months

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getting into high-end ff14 content made me realize 2 things.

1). many people who have particular responsibilities have NO business with them

2). apparently i'm a fucking genius when it comes to shit because i can watch a short guide and understand what to do while everyone else apparently needs several days worth of catch up to do one of the most basic be-here-then-go-here shit on the planet. i have never been more frustrated with humanity. i am so tired. everyone i meet is either someone who takes thing too seriously and has zero skills to back it up or there's people with a wife and kids and a 9 to 5 job and a mortgage who come home from work and are somehow fine with doing MORE work dealing with people who dont know their fucking job and everyone is managed by someone who's an absolute pushover and still expects to be the "leader"

like i don't consider myself very smart. everything in this game appears to be very easy, i don't struggle with any of it, i don't understand how all of these seemingly normal people can struggle so hard with mechanics that have been reused over and over with a new coat of paint, and I feel guilty even suggesting its easy because of how hard everyone makes it out to be

do not believe anyone when they say ff14 is hard. it isn't. it's one of the easiest games i've ever played, i have never felt personally challenged by something in it and the only difficulty i'm having is being around dipshits who somehow don't understand how something works. i feel like i'm in a classroom full of people who showed up to the exam without studying anything and it's like they expect a clear just for showing up. buddy, this fight has so much personal responsibility that if you don't figure your shit out, the WHOLE CLASS fails, and you can't move on until you pass.

and i KNOW its easy because I made my OWN group out of frustration and we cleared THE FIRST DAY WE STARTED RAIDING. the VERY FIRST DAY. I have been with this other group for MONTHS.

this group cannot handle clockwise and counterclockwise somehow. there are markers on the floor arranged in a clock. it got to the point where I had to suggest that people look for a particular number and rotate towards it, and somehow, everyone STILL messed it up.

not only that, but in this group, any time I try to express something that goes against their ideology either the leader gets on my case or one of the members gets on my ass. just the other day I had this fucking asshole who was running shield healer who WASNT APPLYING SHIELDS?? during PROG??? and when I said "hey can we get shields" he was like "no we're good" we were dying. bodies on the floor right in front of him.

so I asked why. his argument? we cant have shields. it would mess up his gcds. I have CLEARED THIS FIGHT ALREADY, AND WITH SHIELD HEALER. so I know we can have shield for Every raidwide. and when I tried to explain how, he got angry and was like "no the fuck we cant and i will NOT have someone micromanaging my gcds" buddy my friend is dead on the floor right there and it's your fault

we proceeded to not hear from him the following week. essentially no-call-no-show but for a videogame and not a real job. whatever, not my problem. just meant I could be shield healer. and that day went super well! we had prog. i was healing. we didn't die outside of people failing their personal responsibilities.

i mean it when I say I genuinely don't enjoy the game anymore. I'm so exhausted from dealing with people who don't give a shit and aren't trying hard enough, are too stubborn to do anything different and hate it whenever I do anything whatsoever that goes against their agenda. it's not a team at all, it's a fake ass leader who can't lead with followers who are so fucking mindless braindead that they think they can mindlessly follow this failure of a leader into a clear for a fight they've been stuck on for THREE MONTHS STRAIGHT.

it takes up so much time out of my week (3 hours on both monday and tuesday so back to back, very exhausting, reminder i dont like these people because they treat me like shit and simultaneously I'm the only person who cares about what we're doing) and there were times where I legitimately would've preferred working (which i cant do while playing this game) and man I hope they get rid of me because my martyr complex keeps me from leaving them until we clear the fight

don't play final fantasy 14 it's not fun it's not worth it and if you do then dont talk to anyone. i legit only have fun when its with my friends and I have yet to meet a person on 14 I could make any sort of meaningful connection with. they're all so normal feeling, they're always like 5 years older than me and it freaks me out, I don't fit in, I don't belong there, and I don't want to stick around in a place I don't feel I belong in. the ONLY good thing about the game is that I can play as a big kitty cat

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thebangtancloud · 2 years

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☆Stray Kids Prompt List☆

Note: Requests for Stray Kids are now closed :)

Stray Kids Masterlist

"You're not leaving, are you?"

"There's nothing you can do."

"I just... I can't."

"Leave me alone!"

"Is this a game to you?"

"I was only pretending."

"I can't promise anything."

"Why can't you love me back?"

"I'm a monster."

"I don't need you."

"Stay."

"It's okay. I understand. You can leave. They all do."

"Am I really just a friend?"

"I never thought I'd be the one to hurt you."

"I miss you."

"Why do you hate me?"

"I deserve more than this."

"The worst part of all of this is that I still love you."

"I can tell you've been crying."

"I still love you, and I hate myself for it."

"Shut up!"

"I refuse to let you talk about yourself like that."

"I didn't mean to, I swear!"

"I hate everything about you."

"Please, open the door."

"I just need some space."

"Let me kiss you for the last time."

"You're just like the rest!"

"You're pathetic."

"I can't just sit by and do nothing when you're suffering so much."

"I love you."

"You smell really nice."

"But I want to hear you sing!"

"How about a kiss?"

"I think I'm in love with my best friend."

"You're comfy."

"You are my family."

"I'll see you later tonight - in my dreams."

"You're...really attractive."

"Can I hold your hand?"

"We're going on a date."

"If you bite your lip one more time, I'm going to do it for you."

"None of that matters now."

"You think I'm cute?"

"You're joking...right?"

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

"Marry me."

"Just shut up and kiss me already!"

"I've wanted this for so long."

"I can't fake date you anymore."

"You didn't miss me at all?"

"I didn't think I could love someone so much."

"You're leaving? Already?"

"We're in public, you know?"

"I really don't care. You still look hot and I'm trying to kiss you senseless."

"Are you jealous?"

"You're cute when you're drunk."

"Stop hogging all the blankets!"

"Aww, you're blushing!"

"You're so beautiful."

"You're teasing me again..."

"Catch me if you can!"

"Can I kiss you right now?"

"Are you flirting with me?"

"How did we get here?"

"Let's break up for fun."

"You're being a big baby."

"Nope."

"What the hell was that?"

"I haven't slept in four days."

"I just wanted to keep you safe."

"Let's run away together."

"Put me down!"

"If you can't sleep, then how about we kiss?"

"Sit on my lap."

"Aren't those pants a little too... tight?"

"I don't feel well."

"I have to go to work." "No, you have to stay in bed with me."

"Looks like my lap is the only vacant seat here."

"Am I doing it right?"

"Shhh. We have to be quiet."

"Can you scratch my back?"

"If you pass out, I'm not going to catch you."

"Come on! What's the worst that could happen?"

"You're the only person I know who calls me that. It's cute."

"Hey cutie, are you single?" "We've been dating for a year."

"Look at me. I'm so damn proud of you."

"I want to never stop looking at you." "You mean my ass."

"You're sexy."

"Don't pretend to be asleep. Should I find a way to wake you?"

"I didn't like the way he touched you."

"Your jokes suck."

"Stop stealing my food."

"Well... I love you more."

"Let's get a dog."

"Don't use that tone with me."

"I drew you something."

"Come here, it's warm under the covers."

"Don't talk to me. Someone might think we're dating."

"If it makes you feel better, you can slap me... lightly."

This prompt list will always be available on my blog, even after I close my requests!

#stray kids #stray kids prompt list #stray kids drabbles #prompt list #dialogue prompts #stray kids x reader #skz prompt list #skz drabbles #stray kids imagines #skz imagines

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violent--delights--violent--ends · 7 months

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PERSUASION | HERO FT FANFIC

CHAPTER 8

WC: 897

Hero pov

As I hear the door click open, I also hear Evan say, "I like her; what's she doing with you," his laughter indicates that he's joking.

"Haha," I lightly smile as I rub my neck. "She does have a certain vibe about her; it's quite infectious" I watch as the door swings closed.

"So go after her, dude," he nudges my shoulder making me lightly stumble back.

"I don't think she wants me to. I feel like she wants to be friends, and I mean, I get it we haven't known each other for that long, but I don't know. I like being around her; she respects the whole privacy thing, she's content with talking or texting, and I feel like I can be myself around her. But maybe this is too much for her."

What is happening to me? I have liked girls before; I have even wanted girls before. I'm no saint by any means, respectful of course but her God, do I want her, but what about?...

"You don't know till you ask; Evan's words break my concentration, making me glance in his direction. "So go ask," he pushes me.

"Fine, but if I get rejected, it's your fault!" I say while heading towards the door.

"When has a girl ever said no to you?" he laughs, and I roll my eyes, pushing the door.

More than you know..

She couldn't have gone that far. I look around then I see her over by the benches.

"Everything okay?" I ask, sitting down.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She doesn't look up, which reminds me of the day I first saw her when she was upset.

"Jess, if I did something, you can tell me. I'd rather you tell me than not." I reach over to hold her hand, but she pulls away, her hands shaking.

"We should get back in there" she looks toward the building.

"Jess.." her eyes close as her name falls off of my lips as if it hurts her to hear it. "we have to be honest for this friendship to work" I swallow the bitterness in my mouth.

"I saw your face when Evan talked about going out, I know you want to go, and I don't want to be the reason why you don't," she says softly.

Standing up, I bend down in front of her, lifting her chin, "you're my friend too."

"But you haven't known me for that long, and this is your time off," she shrugs.

"I like what I know so far, and I choose how and who to spend my time with" I smile, which makes her blush, and then smile back. "You have a beautiful smile Jess" I start to lean in my face inches from hers.

"Thanks," she bites her lip, then pulls away, "so how about a compromise? What if you go skating, and I'll watch?" she says, raising an eyebrow. "Just try not to fall on your ass," she laughs.

"We don't have to," I say, trying to hide the sting of rejection as I stand up.

"Yes, we do, plus I'm already texting Kristen, so now you have no choice," she smiles, hitting send and locking her phone. "Ready to go back in?"

Should I ask her? She did pull away; if she felt the same way, wouldn't she have let me kiss her?

"Hero, you okay?" She asks.

"Yeah, I was just thinking about something" I look down at her.

"Is it about the whole skating thing? I promise I'm fine, it's what friends do they compromise, plus this means you owe me, Tiffin," she jokes.

"It's not that, Jessica" I sit back down on the bench.

"Wow, Jessica, so formal," her smile fades, "must be serious. We can talk about it if you want. Can I ask you something first, though?" Her voice is shakey, almost like she's afraid to hear the response.

"Yeah, of course" I look at her.

"You aren't breaking up with me, are you? I mean like friendship. I enjoy talking to you, and I know this situation isn't the easiest." She says, picking at her fingers.

Wait, she thinks I don't want to be friends anymore? If anything, I want to be more, so why would anyone not want or stop being friends with her? She's always thinking of others, but at the same time, she's headstrong; she will call you out on your shit in a heartbeat and is so humble that it's cute.

"No, Jessica, I'm not going to stop being friends with you. I wanted—"

"There you are" Evan breaks in. "I was beginning to think you two left." He walks up, sitting down next to me.

"No, Hero was just telling me something" she looks at Evan then back at me.

"It can wait. Did Kristen text you back?" I ask quickly, changing the subject. She gives me a confused look.

"Um yeah, she said she'll take us; I told her she could come with Stella if she wants; I hope that's okay, Evan."

"Yeah, that's fine; give us like 15 minutes, and we'll be headed over there," he says, standing up and heading back towards the building again.

"I'm going to go ahead and tell Kristen so she can start back this way" she looks at me while heading towards the parking lot. I nod, getting up to follow her.

#kristen stewart #kstew #afternators #herofiennestiffin #hero fiennes tiffin #hero ft #heroft #aftermovie #wattpadstories #wattapad

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not-close-to-straight · 9 months

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“You could call, you know.” Max pushed right past Steve when he opened the door in mild confusion. “Or answer your phone when we call? Or maybe reinstall your answering machine? Or at the very least change the batteries in your stupid radio so we can get ahold of you.”

“Uh, hey Max.” Steve closed the door behind the snarky kid and raised his eyebrows in her direction. “How’s it going?”

“It would be going better,” Max hung her overfull backpack on the coat rack and glared at him. “If you answered your phone. Or reinstalled your answering machine. Or at the very least--!”

I love Max! She always puts a smile on my face. She is fierce and a bit terrifying at times but underneath all that she is so loyal and so sweet.

“Oh geez.” Steve hesitated only a split second before bringing his arms round her frame to hug her back. “Hey. You okay?”

“Shut up.” came the muffled order and Steve chuckled to himself before hugging her a little closer, “Yeah okay. I’ll shut up.”

“Oh my god, this is so goddamn stupid.” Max made a disgruntled noise in the back of her throat and bullied her way forward to crush Billy into the same type of hug she’d given Steve, octopus arms and too much pressure and desperation born of fear and words muffled into Billy’s chest as she grumbled, “This is so stupid, Jesus Christ, you almost died. I can hug you if I want and you aren't going to say shit about it, okay?"

I loved these moments! That first hug between Max and Billy made me so emotional! It's something he's been missing so much. Max has a tight group of friends now but Billy only had Heather. He needs all the hugs for sure.

“Thanks, Max.” Billy picked up his favorite red button up and ran his fingers over the silky smooth material. Set it aside along with a hoodie from his school in California, one he’d cut through the middle to turn into a crop top to show off his abs. He wouldn’t be wearing anything low cut or cropped or show-offy anymore. Maybe not ever again. Not now that he was fucking ugly.

😭😭😭

No Billy, you are not ugly at all.

“Susan blacks out when she drinks.” Billy informed Steve tersely, then to Max, “You come here, alright?”

“I.” Max blinked. “What?”

“You come here.” Billy’s favorite pair of jeans were well worn and skin tight, faded across his ass and across his thighs where he’d always been thick. He folded them, folded them, folded them and put the denim at the bottom of the clothes pile because they wouldn’t fit skin tight and flattering anymore, not now that he’d dropped weight and lost his muscle and he’d rather never wear them again than wear them and feel gross in it. “The next time your mom blacks out and forgets to take care of you. Next time Neil puts a hole in the wall. I’m not there to-- to distract him anymore, so.”

God, it always punches me in the face when Billy talks about it. Max doesn't even know the half of it, doesn't she? Just like everyone else.

Ten maybe fifteen minutes later the garage door opened and Steve walked through the house, into the kitchen, looking just as harried and just as stressed as Billy felt.

15 minutes and they already are stressed! Oh man, they really are meant to be together!

I love all the little moments bewteen them now. That teasing in the early part, now Steve sitting next to him on the kitchen stool, brushing their shoulders together, Steve's hand on Billy's back... They makes me smile like a loon and gasp like an idiot every time I read it. 😍

I LOVE MAX. Even before I got into the ST fandom, I always really really loved her character and tbh writing more in depth about the people surrounding her (specifically BillySteve obvs) has made me love her even more. She is flawless. She's very much my Natasha character where yeah she'll cut a bitch and even when she hugs you it might be terrifying but she'll also love you until she's bleeding out.

I have an upcoming story (christmas?) set like 5-6 years post S3 when Billy comes back to Hawkins and older Max is just... fantastic. She's just FANTASTIC.

Max definitely didn't know the half of what went on in that house but she's also still young enough to not really see how bad it is. Susan blacks out when she drinks but Max has never felt in danger before, she just helps her mom to bed or whatever and waits for Susan to sober up. BILLY knows how dangerous things can get when someone's black out drunk though, so to him, Susan getting like that puts Max in immediate danger and he doesnt like that. And now that he's out of hte house, he can actually do something to protect her. Now that he's not fighting for his own life every single second he can actually expend some energy to help his sister.

I adore all the little moments between them. This fic definitely has some smutty smutness to it but in the mean time yeah I'm basically swooning over them sitting next to each other willingly lol

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super-unpredictable98 · 2 years

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The Eighth Child (~TUA AU~) - Season 3

Chapter 4: East, West, Home's Best

Warning: Strong language, mild sexual content, mention of death

(The Eighth Child Masterlist)

"Okay, gather around people," Five called as soon as we entered the hotel lobby. Most of our siblings were there, with the exception of one. "Where's Luther?"

"Haven't seen him," Diego shook his head.

"Vicky, any info on Luther?"

"Uh... ew, he's thinking about sex," I nearly gagged. "That's zoophilia, gross!"

"I don't think you can judge other people's sexual preferences, brother fucker," Diego teased.

"Ha ha, as if you didn't have a child with your sister... And you? What were you doing fighting Alphonso earlier hah? With Stanley there, you have to be the most irresponsible dad I've ever seen! Except for ours."

"Were you spying on me? This power of yours is pretty cool, but stay out of my head, pendeja!"

"Pendeja? Seu filho da puta, vê se toma jeito! (You son of a bitch, get a grip!)" I said before realizing.

"You two stop the bickering! Look at this, these are our mothers and they're all dead," Five flipped page by page showing everyone each of our moms. "They all died on the day that used to be our birthday, but not anymore because they never gave birth to us."

"That's dumb, if we weren't born, how can we exist?" Diego asked. "Shouldn't we start fading away like in Back to The Future?"

"Exactly! When we jumped here we created the grandfather paradox."

"And what's that?" Viktor asked.

"It's an old story, mom told me about it once. It was a boy who hated his grandpa so he time-traveled to the past to kill him. Only he killed his grandfather before his own mom could be born which leads to him never existing, so how could he ever kill his grandpa? Time collapses and everything goes to shit," I looked at Five for confirmation. "That's it, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's it, doesn't sound very good, does it?" he huffed.

"I'm so confused," Diego shook his head in disbelief.

"Shocking..." Allison sneered. She had been a royal pain in the ass ever since we arrived, I get how hard it is for her, but she wasn't the only one who lost people. Viktor had to give up Sissy, Diego lost Lila (at least he thought he did), and I had to see my friend Elliot murdered by those Swede bastards. Life is hard for everyone, not just for her.

"We shouldn't exist because our moms never had us, but we do, and the universe can't handle it, which is a problem," Viktor explained.

"Stanley, stop it! Now is not the time for karate!" Diego chastised my nephew who was very focused on his training.

"Mom said I need to practice," he countered.

"She's not wrong, you're pretty bad."

"And you're pretty bad at being a dad, quit it!" I snapped my fingers in front of his face. "You're talking like Reggie, only with a less posh vocabulary."

"So, we created a paradox, what does that mean?" Allison asked.

"I don't know exactly, but something very bad is coming, things are starting to disappear. Lobsters..." Five shrugged.

"A shit ton of cows," Klaus added. "It was so bad, Vicky's going back to being a vegetarian."

"Aren't you supposed to be retired?" Alli asked. "You know you can't keep dragging us through hell because you have an itch only an apocalypse can scratch."

"You really think Five wants this?" I finally snapped. "You think any of us wants this? I wanted to be buying wedding decorations and tasting cakes, instead I'm here on this timeline where I don't even exist trying to fix the world for the rest of you. I'm so sorry you are having a tough time, but you are not the only one, Wanda Maximoff! This is the only place we have, if we jump again that'll only mess the timeline even more, so you better accept that this is all we have!"

"Since when did you become Five's cheerleader? I thought you were only a shield to your little boyfriend. You think life is hard? Cause you can't buy your wedding dress? Well, I lost my daughter!"

"My headache won't fix your broken arm. We're both hurting and we both have our priorities, doesn't mean one thing is more important than the other or that you are hurting more than me. It's just different."

"Cut your bullshit, Victoria, you and your stupid philosophical sayings, it was childish when we were kids, imagine now."

Fortunately, the fight didn't escalate because Stan broke a vase with the pool club he was using to practice and silence reigned over the room. "It was the wind," he tried to shift the blame.

"That's it! I'm telling your mom! Where is she?" Diego punched the table angrily.

"Oooo I'm so scared," the boy mocked. "She's in the shower, I said she could stay with us."

"Lila is here? As if things couldn't get any worse," I cried, falling into Klaus' lap. "I can't take today anymore, I hate today. Can we just take a shower and go back to our room? I need a relaxing massage and some special attention."

"Behold, she's thinking of sex... Because that's the remedy for everything," Allison taunted.

"Just because you're not having any, don't rain on my parade. I escaped a mob of angry Amish bastards, I was nearly catapulted out of a car because of a ball of twine, I saw a rabbit being skinned. Leave me the fuck alone!"

"Don't listen to her, Vicky, she's in one of her moods," Klaus stroked my hair. "We can definitely do that after the meeting is- Five! Five don't leave!"

"I'm leaving," the little man announced as he rounded the corner to look for Lila.

"Hey, none of you heartless bastards care about our murdered moms?" Klausie asked. "Look at mine, I have her eyes, her name's Rachel. Look at my mother-in-law, cute little freckles like Vicky's, and the same mischievous look on her face. We need to find out who did this! This is the main thing!"

"What? It was obviously dad," I said, thinking he would've figured that out by now. "You heard him, he hated us in 63 so much he decided to unadopt us, but just to make sure we wouldn't be born he killed our moms and eliminated the scum before it could come out."

"You really think dad is capable of killing innocent people?"

"Uh yeah! Dad kept me under a thousand pounds of metal every single day for fun, what would stop him from killing some women he didn't even know?"

"I guess you're right."

"Look who decided to show, little late for the meeting, pal," Diego teased as Luther walked in, carrying a tote bag full of Sparrow merch and even wearing a Sparrow jacket. I was completely unimpressed, I knew he was a traitor from the moment we first learned how to talk and he decided to rattle me out for stealing a cookie.

"I was being held captive by the Sparrows. None of you noticed?" he asked, slightly offended.

"Oh yeah, we missed you so dearly," I nodded. "I was worried sick... Are you hurt?"

"No, they're excellent hosts! Quite charming, and you should see their gym, their house is amazing! I really think we've got these guys all wrong."

"Says the guy they kidnapped," Allison cocked an eyebrow.

"I was obligated to enter your dirty mind and see the filth going through your head, please never do that again, it was disgusting," I took the beer bottle from Klaus to take a sip. "Why were you even thinking those things while being held hostage?"

"What do they want?" Diego cut me off.

"They want Marcus, unharmed," Luther passed on their message.

"Well, we don't have Marcus," Viktor said.

"Oh, that sucks, I thought we could solve that one quickly and go on to problem number two... The disappearing people."

"Disappearing people?" I scoffed. "That's it, let's go, Klaus. I need a shower and all the rest."

"Oh? You still want all the rest even if I'm an Amish from Pennsylvania?" he giggled, following me to the elevator.

"You speak German, right?" I pressed the button to our floor and turned to him as the door closed.

"ohne Zweifel, (no doubt,)" he smirked.

"Then yeah, I do."

"Ich möchte Dich betteln hören," he pinned me against the wall, his lips inches away from mine and I already felt the palms of my hands tingling.

"You wanna hear me beg? I can beg once you're naked..."

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So the world was ending again. People were disappearing now, we had to run and get things done before we all die. We wouldn't be able to dodge death when it keeps following us everywhere forever, it was like that movie Final Destination. We could try all we wanted to avoid our end, but it would always arrive and find us wherever we went.

"Heeey, Schnecke... Can we go somewhere today? Just us?" he rolled over to hold me after hours of me staring at the ceiling waiting for the sun to come up.

"Klaus! Not again, don't come at me with this shit!" I cried. "Do you even want to get married anymore?"

"Of course I do, what do you mean?"

"There's another apocalypse coming, we don't know how to stop this one because it doesn't seem like Viktor is the cause anymore. We can die or disappear at any given second and instead of worrying about the wedding, you're asking me once again to follow you into one of your stupid adventures! What am I supposed to think?"

"You're right, you're right... Can we maybe compromise?"

"What's the compromise?"

"You come with me to visit dad and ask him about our moms, then on the way back we can buy our outfits and I'll talk to Chet about the venue," Klaus suggested.

"Okay fine, but how do you expect to get passed security again and get into the house without being trampled on by those assholes?" I asked.

"Remember how we used to sneak out through the window?"

"Yeah, but we can't do that, people will see us."

"There's another way inside..."

"NO! Klaus! No! I'm not doing that again, no way!"

I knew what he wanted. One time when dad shut the windows closed right after my accident falling from the second floor, we had to find another way to get out so we could get our doughnut fix. So Klaus had the brilliant idea to crawl through the sewers like we were in some Stephen King novel.

It was one of the worst experiences of my life, and that's saying a lot! I can still remember the smell and it makes my stomach churn. I couldn't believe he wanted me to do it again, and all because we wanted to... Talk to dad? It was insane.

"Pretty please?" he pouted, batting those eyes at me. "It would mean so much to know what happened to my mother. I don't wanna do this alone, Vickynha! Please? It's not like you can get hurt or catch anything."

"Fiiiiine! But we're getting the outfits on the way back, so we better manage to take a shower at the mansion, I'm not trying on wedding dresses covered in sewage!"

"I promise, I'll take another beating just so you can take a shower. Thank you so much!"

Klaus managed to find us some diving suits, swimming caps, snorkel shit... And of course, two trenchcoats so we wouldn't go out in the street looking like a pair of lunatics. It didn't really help, but at least all eyes were not on my future husband's bulge.

As soon as he opened that lid I wanted to run back to the hotel. The smell was almost unbearable, but Klaus didn't seem bothered. He, in fact, seemed nostalgic, last time we did that we were 13 and imagined life would be different, happy, so maybe that's why the smell was comforting to him.

"That takes me back..." he said, dropping his trenchcoat and making his way down.

"If we find a killer clown in there, I'm letting it eat you," I huffed, following him inside. "Ugh, the things you make me do."

"Oh stop it, you love me," he smirked.

I made a vow to myself to be totally honest and open when telling this story, but I really don't think I have the stomach to relive what happened in the sewers. I can tell you all I was never the same after that, the things I've seen in there will haunt me forever. I regret taking Klaus' deal several times while we swam through that shit (literally) to arrive at dad's office.

"See? Not that bad," he said as he helped out of the pipe.

"Oh yeah, I definitely don't wanna throw up and cry right now..." I rolled my eyes, taking off my suit to reveal the bikini underneath.

"Wow, that's what you chose to wear?" Klaus stared at me and his thoughts were so loud I could listen to them without even trying.

"It made sense to me, a swimming suit under the diving suit. Stop thinking that, we're covered in shit!" I scolded.

"Sorry, but your ass looks really good right now, I'm only human!" he cried, getting out of his suit, he was wearing yet another skin-tight suit, but this one had his chest completely exposed and in between the two layers, he had a blue speedo on.

"You look like Borat and Lady Gaga had a child," I tried not to laugh.

"Have at you!" Dad finally noticed us and grabbed a wooden back scratcher in the form of a little hand to use as a sword against us. I yelped, but as soon as I noticed what he was holding I heaved a sigh of relief.

"Did you do it?" Klaus asked, grabbing one of the little statues from the mantelpiece to counterattack.

"What are you talking about? How did you get in here?"

"Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to, dad..." I muttered.

"Did you kill our moms?" Klausie asked again. "Please just tell me if you killed them and we'll leave."

"After a shower," I added.

"After a shower," he nodded. "Please just tell us."

"I don't care enough about you to lie, do I look fit to murder anyone?" dad lowered his guard.

"Not now, but I remember you, you were scary and horrible and a sadist! You'd love to make sure none of us are born!" I took the statue from my fiancé and put it back in place.

"I remember you two better now. You're the drunk one and you're the childish one."

"No, I'm Klaus, the spiritual one," he argued. "And this is Victoria, the... Hot one."

"That's all I am to you? The hot one?" I turned to him, baffled.

"Victoria, the... Motherly one, the one who bakes, the interesting one, the caring one, the beautiful one?"

Before I could respond, we heard a knock on the door and ran to hide. We couldn't see who was there but we heard Jayme and Alphonso coming in with food and pills for dad. They insisted he took them and then forced him to sign some papers he didn't know anything about. I tried to read his mind and get any clues, but it was very confusing.

"His brain is a haze, he's totally doped," I whispered.

"Who? Dad?" Klaus gasped quietly and I nodded.

The way they treated him made me almost sad for a second, I felt bad for him and that was a first! They threatened him and made mean comments, even after everything our father put us through, I couldn't help worrying.

"Oh my God, dad... What happened to you?" Klaus asked when the others left and we finally came out of hiding.

"How did we not have that idea?" I thought out loud. "They treat you like some sort of senile old man. You used to be an asshole, but you're the most respectable asshole I've ever met. Reginald Hargreeves, The Monocle, stuck in a room being drugged by his kids?"

"I sometimes wonder what happened to me as well," Reginald stared vacantly at the tv. "You kids better take a shower, you may use mine, but please leave it the same way you found it, in order."

"Thanks, dad," I dragged Klaus, who had many other questions but the smell was really starting to bother me and I couldn't handle it anymore.

That wasn't the man who raised us, that was very much clear. And though most of the changes in the timeline were concerning and disturbing, I found that one very comforting. Maybe there was a chance this father could like us. Maybe not like us, but at least not hate us.

When we came out of the shower, without saying a word to each other, we found two robes waiting, a gesture that was so small and yet nearly brought me to tears. We both got dressed and helped dry each other's hair like we did as kids.

"That is much better, is it not?" Dad looked us up and down when we came out of the bathroom. "Now why would you think I murdered your mothers?"

"You hated us so much that you unadopted us, is it so crazy to think you wouldn't want us to even exist?" I sat by him on the couch.

"Seems I might've misjudged you, after all, you ended up saving the world in 63, so you must have done something right. I must admit I didn't even think of murdering your mothers as a solution."

"If we tell you we saved the world with the power of love will you believe us?" Klaus joined, wrapping one arm around me.

"I find it hard to comprehend how love would stop an impending apocalypse, but anything is possible these days..." Reggie pointed at the TV where a news anchor was reporting on the rapidly growing number of missing people around the world, but before it was over, he changed channels to watch The Hunchback of Notre Dame instead.

"Oh, I love this movie," Klaus chuckled. "Vicky here likes the Disney version more, don't you, Schatz?"

"I am not the least bit surprised," father said, and I could hear him thinking once again about how my face makes me look like a child.

"Hey! It had some of the most beautiful songs ever, God Help the Outcasts is a masterpiece and Hellfire? The best Disney villain song ever written!" I tried to argue, but it only made Klaus' smile widen even more.

"Never turn your back, kids," dad said totally unprompted. "Especially on your children. You do your best, give them your all, but it's too much. Then it's pills in the porridge and something extra in the tea, next thing you know you signed your life away. All your dreams have been quashed, all your plans run aground, and the worst of it? No one ever comes to visit anymore. But you wouldn't understand that."

"Wouldn't we?" I quickly rubbed my eyes to stop any tears from falling.

"Reggie, you have no idea," Klaus murmured, laying on my shoulder. "Have you ever been to a Baskin Robbins?"

"Can't say that I have," dad looked at us intrigued.

"They're like... You know the ones, they're half a Dunkin' Donuts and they're open all night, and it's 3 a.m, and nobody's switching out those giant empty tubs of fudge ripple. That's me! I feel like scoop after scoop after scoop has been taken out of me. Brother... Lover... A whole world... And now my mom. I don't have many scoops left, I only have two."

"Two?" his brows furrowed, certainly curious.

"Two, my Victoria," Klaus looked up at me with dreamy eyes. "And my pretty face. Once I lose that, I lost everything."

This boy's devotion reminds me of how I used to be like with Abigail, I heard the old man thinking.

"Who's Abigail?" I asked without hesitation.

"I forgot you can read minds, can't you, young lady?" dad asked.

"Yes, and I'm getting better at it."

"I see that. Abigail is none of your concern, I kindly ask you to stay out of my head, please. I have no idea what you two are talking about anyhow."

"I just feel like if I could find out who killed them, I'd have closure on-" Klaus continued, but was interrupted by dad.

"Do you want some ice cream? Would that shut you up?"

"Yeah, yeah I do," he grinned, nudging my arm.

Father got up and I couldn't help imaging how my childhood would've been like if this Reggie was my father instead of the one we had back then. He tried to grab a couple of bowls, but one of them slipped from his grasp and fell, shattering all over the place.

"Damn pills..." he cursed, looking truly embarrassed of his own behavior.

"Don't worry," I got down on my knees to clean it up, like I've always done my entire life for everyone around me. In a literal and metaphorical way, I've spent my whole life cleaning messes. "It happens to everyone."

"I can help you with that," Klaus offered.

"The ice cream?" father asked.

"No, the pills. If you don't wanna take them..."

"No no no, that's against the rules, I have to take them every day."

"All you have to do is just pop to the side, right here," he opened his mouth and pointed at the spot with his fingers. "And ta-da! Old necessary rehab trick."

"Huh," Reginald looked at me as I gathered the shards with my hands, then at my fiancé. "I didn't care for you when last we met, I thought the nature of your relationship was perverted and honestly disgusting, but I must admit you kids are growing on me."

Those words immediately brought tears to my eyes again, and this time I wasn't able to hold them. I exchanged a look with Klaus, knowing he felt the exact same way I did. We had never heard an I love you, or I'm proud of you, we never had a hug or a dad joke, we never felt loved. So this little kernel of affection meant more to us than anyone could possibly imagine.

"Are your hands all right?" dad asked after I was done cleaning, noticing I was crying.

"I'm also super-resistant, remember? I can't get cut like that," I explained. "I'm just a little emotional, you know? PMS."

After giving us our ice cream, Reggie sat back down to watch TV. We enjoyed that moment like Charlie Bucket enjoyed his yearly Wonka bar.

We savored dad's company, trying to save every second of it in our brains so we'd always remember what it felt like to just do something everyone does with their dads, what it felt like to be normal for once.

Eventually, Reggie fell asleep and we decided it was time to leave. We still had the second part of the deal to honor, so we cleaned up after ourselves and prepared our escape plan. Initially, I would jump through the window and then help Klaus down, but something caught our attention.

"Oblivion," dad murmured in his sleep.

"Oblivion?" I mouthed back at Klaus and he shrugged.

"When he's asleep like this he's not so terrible... Wait, do you hear this?" his brows furrowed at the distant sound of mom singing. I don't think I've ever heard mom singing, humming yes, but singing? I didn't even know she was programmed for that.

Without having to say anything, we both headed to the basement where her voice was coming from to see what was going on in there. The risk of bumping into one of the Sparrows and having to fight again was quite high, but we were too curious to care, even more because the song she was singing was some sort of religious chanting.

"Wow!" Klaus giggled when he saw the huge ball of light in the middle of the room, it looked like a smaller version of the sun and I could hear electricity sounds coming from it. That couldn't be good...

Mom passed us by without even acknowledging our presence, too focused on the big bright light. She stopped in front of it and started to worship like some sort of deity, which definitely gave me Destiny's Children flashbacks.

"The Lord! The Lord is upon me!" she exclaimed and started to mutter a bunch of nonsense.

"Let's go, let's get out of here before she summons a demon or something," I pushed Klaus towards the back door, I just wanted to get out of that house as fast as possible, I didn't even care if we would bump into those shitty knock-offs. "I think mom is broken."

"You think? I thought she was about to start singing the Ragatanga. What was that like? Aserehe..."

"Aserehe ra de re de hebe tu de hebere seibiunouba mahabi an de bugui an de buididipi," I said as if that exact sequence of nonsensical words were my native language.

"That's it," he carefully closed the door behind us and we could finally breathe, even though we were both wearing only swimsuits and robes.

"You remember the Ragatanga?" I laughed, thinking of that Jayme-induced dream I had the other day. "Remember how Diego was mad every time we started singing that?"

"Yeah and you taught everyone the choreography so we could do it to piss him off," he smiled, certainly assaulted by those old memories as well. "Good times... Actually horrible times, but having you there made it not so bad. Come on, let's get our trenchcoats and go shopping."

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"I don't know how I feel about this one..." I turned in front of the mirror wearing the fifth wedding dress I picked that day. "I think it's pretty, but do I feel like a princess bride in it? Do I feel like my life is a fairytale?"

"I wouldn't know..." Klaus groaned, leaning back into his seat, I wrapped the thick robe sash around his eyes so he wouldn't be able to see my dress before the actual wedding. "I usually like being blindfolded, but right now it's a pain in my ass, just let me see it!"

"No, Klausie! It's bad luck for the groom to see the dress before the wedding, you know that!"

"You saw my suit, you even helped me choose, how is that fair?"

It was true, I did help pick the gorgeous green velvet suit that kinda looked a bit like one of those '70s jumpsuits, a little Donna and the Dynamos, but still very classy. Klaus would look so handsome in it for our big day!

"Yeah, but there are no rules about the bride seeing the suit."

"I'm the only person who can help you right now, Liebling! All our other siblings are doing boring apocalypse shit," he whined while I changed into the sixth dress of the day. "Maybe I can look as your brother, your favorite brother. That's still me, right? And there are no rules against that!"

"Ugh! Why did Ben have to go into the light? He would be perfect for this job..." I looked in the mirror and immediately hated what I saw, deciding to try on the seventh dress instead. "I can't let you see it because you might be my brother, but you are still my groom so that would ruin everything!"

You know that moment when you are talking somewhere very crowded and everyone else is being loud so you have to speak up more and more until you say something super embarrassing or incriminating and suddenly the room goes quiet and everyone hears what you just said? Well, that's what happened to me in that bridal store.

If dirty, weirded-out looks could kill, I'd be dead. Klaus certainly noticed what happened because he started uncontrollably cackling and even forgot about the stupid blindfold and his complaints about not seeing my dress.

"It's fine, we're adopted! I mean not like that..." I tried to shout, but no one seemed to care.

"I take it back, I'm loving this," he wheezed. "This is so funny, I love you so much."

"Shut up!" I finally looked in the mirror and gasped. "Oh my God, this is it... I knew I'd know when I saw it, and I do! This is my dress, this makes me feel like a princess and it's sexy, I love it, it's perfect!"

"I'm glad you found it, sis," he teased. "Can we just pick your shoes so I can take this thing off?"

"I'm gonna wear Allison's flats, those glittery ones, it'll be my something borrowed," I changed out of the dress as quickly as possible and ran to the front to pay for it and hide it inside of those big black bags where Klaus wouldn't be able to peek. I even planned to leave it with Viktor so nobody would see it.

"Are you ready?" Klaus asked before taking the blindfold off.

"Yeah, you can look now."

"I can't wait to see it, but I'd marry you even in that swimsuit... Well, especially in that swimsuit," he smirked, stealing a kiss as we left the store. "You should wear it more often."

"Oh fuck!" I stopped, my heart jumping with terror.

"What? We forgot something?"

"Jayme and Alphonso just died," I breathed. I could see them, I don't know whose mind I was reading, but I saw a blast taking them both out and nearly killing Christopher, Ben, Fei, and Sloane as well.

"Who?" Klaus asked.

"That tiny one with the black venom and the big weird-looking one from Brazil," I explained, thinking about that conversation from the day of the first fight. "Hey, maybe I should be more like him, Alphonso I mean."

"What? Who would wanna be like him? He's like a human blob!"

"First of all, that's pretty insensitive. Second of all, he told me something that day that kinda stuck with me. He said with my power if I gained more mass I could possibly absorb the impact of hits and send it back to the person hitting me."

"More mass? So you'd have to gain weight like I told you already..."

"Yeah, yeah, but maybe if I start working out I could gain more muscle, that must be amazing to absorb the impact! Look at Luther, he might be stupid, but he gets up pretty quick after a fight, he can take hit after hit after hit."

"Okay, so what I'm hearing is," Klaus squealed with joy. "Muscle mommy."

"What?" I laughed.

"Muscle mommy! You're gonna look so sexy, oh fuck, I'll want you to crush my head with your thighs, lift me up in your strong arms! You have my full support."

"O-okay, thanks, Klausie. Now let's go see the damage with the Sparrows before you get a boner in the middle of the street."

"Might be a little late for that..."

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