#day when she saw my sis for first time since coming back from a trip

[icycoldninja]

Can you write the DMC men with a reader who has to take care of her lil sis while her parents are gone for a couple days?

(The reader is around their late 20s/early 30s and her lil sis is like seven years old. Sounds weird but that’s actually me and my sister’s age Lmao)

At first they’re kind of confused and just try to ask her nicely that they could send her to a daycare but the reader misunderstood them thinking that they do not like her sister but in reality, they’re scared her sister might be in danger from being associated with them

After that, reader reassured them they don’t have to take care of her sis, just be nice to her and she can do the taking care

Days go by, the boys start softening at the sight of the reader chasing her little sister around the shop acting silly, pretending that she’s some sort of scary devil as if she’s a kid again ( She won’t admit it but being around her sister reminds her what it felt like being young again )

Sometimes they can catch sight of her younger sister sitting on her sister’s back pretending she’s a cowboy parading the town (aka the shop) with her mighty steed ( her sister with her already f-ed back ) (Reader is pretty stoic and unwavering but willing to put aside her facade a bit for her sister but she’ll make sure who saw her like that shall die knowing the knowledge only)

Catching endearing moments between their lover and her sister like reading her story times, helping her with homework, had her younger sister help her with the chores around the house makes them wonder if this will be what happen had they have a kid with her

So after reader’s parent come back from their trip, fetching their younger daughter. Before going back home, lil sis whisper to the boy’s ear that she’d love to go back to the shop to see them again because they’re really cool to be around and she hopes that reader and them will get married soon so that means even more playtime.

That seals the deal for them

After lil sis went home, they kind of shimmy their way into asking what it would be like if they both have kids. That kind of shuts the reader down a bit, they thought they might’ve strucked a nerve so they just ask her what’s wrong, ready to comfort her when she ask again that they fr want to have kids with her

They say “duh of course”

The reader was just silent until she replies that she may not be ready for mother hood because of the responsibilities, fear of child birth, what if one of the parents pass away due to the devil hunting job, whether she’ll be a good mother due to her strained relationship with her mom, etc…Like she prefers to have no kids but at the same time, she want to have at least a child of theirs as well so she feels conflicted

How will they react?

Absolutely

Sparda boys + V reactions headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-He originally thought your sister was your kid, but thankfully you told him the truth before misunderstandings could arise.

-He didn't see why the kid had to come over to Devil May Cry because in doing so, the kid was being put in danger. But since you seemed so certain that everything would be fine, he let her come over.

-Dante felt like a proud dad watching the two of you horse around the shop, softly chuckling and shaking his head whenever your sister decided to hop on your back and make you her horsey.

-When he saw you helping your sis with her homework, having her assist you with the chores and making dinner, Dante began to imagine how you'd do as a mother to a child of your own.

-Your sister grows quite fond of Dante as the days go by, because he's a lot of fun and his goofy antics appeal to the childish mind. Think about it, he and Patty were great friends, so why shouldn't he get along with your sister?

-When your parents eventually come back and take your sister home, she manages to get Dante to bend down to her level so she can tell him she wants to come back to the shop someday because he's a lot of fun and that he should marry you because you'll make "a perfect mommy and daddy".

-After that, Dante starts thinking, how would things be if you were to have kids together? Somehow, he manages to bring this topic up in conversation, which had an effect on you he didn't expect.

-You kinda froze up for a while, making him think he'd hit a nerve or something like that. Then, after a moment or two, as Dante starts to think up ways to comfort you, you asked him if he was 100 percent serious about this. Did he really want to have kids with you?

-Well, of course he did; he gladly told you that, and then you explained how you didn't feel like you were fit to be a mother because you didn't feel ready for that responsibility, among other issues, such as fearing the complications of childbirth, possible deaths of either Dante or yourself thanks to your dangerous jobs, etc.

-Dante was a little disappointed, but he let it go, saying he'll gladly wait for you to be ready. He knows that had the roles been reversed, you'd have done the same.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil turned his nose up at your little sister the very second he saw her. Pfft. A child. Why would you bring a child to a place full of people who are constantly targeted by demons?

-You explained the situation and promised he wouldn't have to deal with your sister, and that you would take care of everything, so Vergil shrugged and walked off.

-As the days passed, he got to witness several heartwarming moments between you and the little girl, such as watching you read her bedtime stories, help her with her homework, teach her to do certain tasks around the house, so on and so forth.

-He eventually stepped in during bedtime and offered to read your sister a story, which she gladly accepted.

-The next day, and the days afterward, you could find your sister sitting on Vergil's lap reading fairytales to him--and he looked like he was enjoying it.

-When your parents got back and she had to go home, your sister hugged Vergil and expressed her desire to return someday, and told him to make sure to invite her to your wedding, whenever it happens.

-After that, Vergil couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like if you guys had kids together. He was aware he already had a son, but that son was all grown up now--he never got the chance to be with him when he was a little kid. He'd like to start over again.

-He decided to make this suggestion one day, when you were relaxing together, but he didn't expect your petrified reaction. You just kinda froze. Vergil asked you if you were alright and was prepared to give you hugs if you needed it, when you suddenly asked if he was serious about having children. His answer was a blunt yes, and then you started panicking because you didn't feel qualified to become a mother.

-This was because your relationship with your own mother was somewhat strained, you were fearful of pregnancy and childbirth, and didn't want your kid to grow up with only one parent, should anything happen to either of you.

-Vergil understood, and tried his best to console you. He agreed to wait for a time to see if you would change your mind, and in the meantime, tried to bond with Nero a bit more to make up for lost time.

□ Nero □

-Nero has plenty of experience with children thanks to having grown up in an orphanage, so he wasn't all that bothered by you bringing your sister over.

-He didn't like how loud and curious she was, though. Always running around, touching things, he was afraid she would fall and hurt herself.

-To prevent this, the gentleman took it upon himself to follow her around the shop, keeping an eye on her for her safety. Later, you took her into the kitchen to help her with her homework and to do some chores.

-She and Nero grew to like each other over the course of a few days and actually got along pretty well. Nero even let her do his nails at some point.

-Right as your parents come back to collect her, she climbed onto a chair to whisper into his ear how much fun she had and how she hoped she could come back sometime. She also said he should marry you because she just knows you're perfect for each other.

-These words floated around in Nero's head for a while. He couldn't stop thinking about how cool it would be if you guys had kids of your own someday.

-He eventually told you about his wishes, which caused you to freeze up, greatly surprising him. He asked you what was wrong and you demanded to know if he was completely, honestly, totally sure about this.

-Duh, of course he was, You then told him about your concerns, how you didn't feel ready, how you doubted your ability to take on the responsibilities of motherhood, and how scared you were that one day,one of you would die and your child would grow up raised by a single parent.

-Nero consoled you and reminded you that you did so well taking care of your little sister, you would do great as a mother. Besides, you wouldn't be alone, he'd be right there with you.

-Whether you accept his proposal or not, Nero will still stand by his statement. He's not his father, he won't abandon you.

● V ●

-V had honestly never seen a human child before, so he was very eager to meet your sister.

-Though he was concerned for her safety, given that you were bringing her to a targeted zone, he was ecstatic to get to know her.

-The two of them hit it off almost instantly. V read her stories, Shadow let her play with its fur, and Griffon told her silly (age appropriate) jokes.

-You once walked in on them playing dressup. V looked good in a tutu.

-He also got to see you crawling around on all fours with her perched happily on your back, though he suspected the noises you were making were those of pain, not because you were pretending to be a horse.

-When the time came for your sister to go home, she was very reluctant to do so, at least, not until she got to say goodbye to V. She told him she had a great time and wanted to come back someday, and encouraged him to propose to you because she wanted to be the flower girl at your wedding.

-V laughed and bade her goodbye, and then spent the next few days reflecting on her words. This experience made him see what a delight children are--now he wanted one of his own.

-He managed to get you alone so he could ask you how you felt about having kids, and certainly wasn't prepared for you to freeze up like faulty Internet and just stare into space, blankly.

-He was about to ask if something was wrong when you interrupted him and inquired if he was 100 percent serious about having children. He was, of course, and told you this. You then replied, saying that you didn't feel deserving to be a mother because of doubts in your skills, fear of pregnancy complications, and so on.

-V did his best to comfort you by explaining how you showed great potential when you took care of your sister, and that your relationship with your mother would not impede you from becoming a great mom yourself. He knew not to push it, however; if having children yourself was something you were against, then maybe you could consider adoption? In any case, V will wait to see what you want.

[jerzwriter]

Three months after the chemical attack at Edenbrook, Tobias asks his friend, Casey, to join him on a trip back to his hometown of Washington, DC. It's turned into a bit of a competition about whose city does Christmas best, and both are determined to win. In part two, join Tobas & Casey on their journey from Boston to the Nation's Capitol.

Book: Open Heart Characters: Tobias Carrick & Casey MacTavish (F!MC) Sienna, Aurora, Jackie (Briefly) Rating: Teen Words: 1,060 A/N: This is an altered version of a fic I wrote in 2022... but as I'm finally filling in the gaps of my Tobias/Casey headcanon, I needed to make some changes. If you're following the HC, this story would take place after Part One: A Proposition. Parts Two and Three will be the second and final leg of their trip. I originally posted it as one ridiculously long fic, and that was just crazy stuff. lol I'm also in the process of updating my Tobias/Casey masterlist to make this a little less confusing... for me, more than you! lol. Thanks to anyone who checks this out!

Series Masterlist | Tobias x Casey Masterlist Masterlist

Sienna’s brow was furrowed as she watched Casey close her suitcase. 

“You’re sure you’re OK with this?” she asked.

“Yes, Sienna. For the third time, I’m fine. Tobias got a suite so we can each have our own room, and… I trust him.  He’s done nothing but help me since… well… you know.”

Sienna plopped on the bed with a sigh. “I guess if you’re OK with this, then suppose I should be as well.”

“You think?” Aurora asked from the doorway. “Si, I understand being worried. But this is a good thing!” She turned to Casey with an approving grin. “I mean, look at you! Going away for a couple days – you’ve come so far, and I’m proud of you. Plus, I know you’re in good hands with T. Uh, I mean, not that you will be in his hands.  Unless you want to be, and no judgment from me if you do, that’s just not what I meant.”

“I know what you meant,” Casey smiled.  “And you’re right. I will be in good hands.  He… he really cares about me, and he’s proven that.”

“I have to admit, he has.” Sienna conceded, “But I’m still making it clear that he better treat you well before you leave. If anything goes wrong, I will hold him accountable.”

“Don’t worry, Sienna,” Casey laughed. “Neither of us would expect anything less.”

The doorbell rang and Casey immediately grabbed her coat and hat. Flushed with excitement, she had to admit, this was the first time she had looked forward to something since the attack, and it felt good.

“Hey!” Tobias lit up the moment he saw her, taking the wattage down when he saw Sienna looking on sternly from behind. “Good to see you, too, Si.” he winked. He went to pick up Casey's sole suitcase and turned to her with astonishment.

“One bag? That’s it?”

“Yeah,” she shrugged. “It’s just a few days... unless you’re planning on kidnapping me?”

“Nah, I’ll have you back right on time. But you have to understand, I grew up with a mom that packed four bags for a weekender. So forgive me if I find this remarkable.”

“Four bags for a weekend?” Casey gasped.

“Yeah, she’s a bit high maintenance. If you ever meet her, you’ll understand.”

“What do you mean?” Aurora teased. “You’re not introducing her while you’re in DC?”

“Are you freaking kidding me?” Tobias shot back. “I love my Ma, but she can be... a lot. Besides, she’d probably be working on an engagement invitation within an hour. No way would she believe we’re just friends.”

A soft blush settled on Casey’s cheeks, but her friends wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.

“Yeah,” Jackie yelled from the couch. “Most of us call bullshit on that one.”

“Jackie!” Casey reprimanded, but Aurora supportively tapped her friend's shoulder.

“Ignore her. You two should get going; if you leave now, you’ll avoid rush hour traffic.”

“That’s the plan,” Tobias said, lifting Casey's bag. “All set, MacTavish?”

“All set!”

“Then let’s go! Your chariot awaits!”

~~~~~

The decision to fly was nixed in favor of driving. They both loved road trips, and neither regretted the choice. The ride was punctuated with pleasant conversations, Christmas music, a couple of stops to partake in local delicacies, and even an impromptu snowball fight at a rest stop in Maryland.  When they arrived at their suite, they were so tuckered out there was little more to do than wash up and head to bed.  After all, they had a big day waiting for them.

They were up bright and early to enjoy the Willard InterContinental’s breakfast buffet.  Casey eyed the opulent surroundings and nervously looked over her attire. This definitely wasn’t the Holiday Inns she was used to, and she felt a little out of her league.  But her trepidation melted away when Tobias returned to the table, his plate stacked with food.

“Trying to get a lot of sustenance in,” she laughed.

“You better believe it! I have quite an itinerary planned. We’re walking the Mall. I have a checklist of all the museums we want to see. I need fuel. Are you sure you had enough?”

“I’ve had plenty,” she rubbed her stomach with delight. “And it was delicious.”

Sitting back in her chair, she watched Tobias scoff down his food, but he noticed immediately when a bit of discomfort encroached upon her happy mood.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I just… this place and all, it’s a little more than I’m used to. I feel like I’m out of my element. And it had to cost a fortune. I don’t like that you had to take on such an expense.”

With a tender expression, he instinctively reached over and placed his hand atop hers, then flinched when he realized he may have crossed a line. He gave a squeeze, then quickly retreated.

“This is as much for me as it is for you.  It’s been a long time since I treated myself, and it’s been a long time since I gave a damn about the holidays at all. So let’s just enjoy it.”

“I’ll try.”

“Come on,” he said, scooping the last bite of food from his dish. “Let’s get going. We have a long day ahead.”

He gave Casey a full tour around the city, only to learn that she had been there several times before, though never during this time of year.  As a history buff, she spent an inordinate amount of time at each monument, and Tobias did his best to ignore that he was freezing. After all, the look of delight on her face was worth a tiny bit of frostbite. He soon figured out how to work museum stops to allow a chance to defrost, but that was all undone when they reached Capitol Hill. There was enough snow on the ground to partake in a sleigh ride, and neither was about to pass up on that opportunity. Throughout the day, they had seen just about every Christmas tree in town, but as night fell, they approached the Capitol tree, the most impressive of them all.

“So, what do you think?” He asked boastfully.

“I mean, it’s nice,” Casey half-shrugged. “Very nice, even.”

“But?”

“You’ll see when we get to Philly,” she grinned. “You’ll see.”

“Wow! You’re a tough customer. Are you saying today hasn’t been magical?”

“I said no such thing!” She smiled, her face lit up by a million little lights twinkling on the tree, Tobias was sure this was the most magical moment of all.

“It’s been amazing.  But let’s see what tomorrow holds.”

Next Stop: Philadelphia.

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[way-of-eywa]

Trip to the Past

Pairing: Kiri Sully x fem!Human Reader

Wordcount: 2.896

Genre: slight angst(?), fluff

A/N: Finally finished this one. Took a bit longer than expected but later than never, right?^^ Hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Feel free to let me know what you think or if I'm missing something.

This is for Day 2 of #Crybabies14DOL2024.

Trying to focus is hard when a quirky little Tuk jumps up and down next to you. "Come on, come on, come on." Almost yelling into your ear out of excitement. With a sigh, you put away the piece of jewelry you had been working on for quite some time now. It was almost finished, yet something was missing. "Hurry up!"

You looked to your left, where Kiri sat, who was also working on some jewelry piece. She looked right back at you, a soft smile on her lips, before putting her piece into a small basket nearby, which contained some beads and other stuff needed for ornaments. "Okay, Tuk, you got us," you chuckled and got up first. Tuk wasted no second and grabbed your tiny hand. Even though she was way younger than you, almost a baby, she was about a head taller than you. Already used to humans being way smaller than Na'vis, and knowing this was also the case with Tuk for some time now, it still took you by surprise. As fast as your human legs could manage, you tried to keep up with the little girl who pulled you quickly out of the Sullys' hut.

"How's my fave lil sis doing?" With a big grin, Spider threw an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. You rolled your eyes. "I am the firstborn AND your only sister." You laughed and tried aiming your elbow into his side but sadly managed to hit only a piece of air. Too bad he got good reflexes. Well trained. With a fake shocked look on his face, he let you go. Sending a glance over your shoulder, you saw Kiri coming closer. A smile spread across your lips. She looked beautiful. Her layered, almost shoulder-length hair looked a little wild. The few braided longer pieces of hair moved slightly with her light-footed walk. "Where are we heading?" she asked. Out from the bushes, Lo'ak showed up. "This way," he said, returning to where he came from. "Lo'ak and I have found something a few days ago. Thought it would be a good day to check it out", Spider replied and smiled at Kiri. Tuk was the first to follow, bouncing up and down. Then the rest of you followed.

"Is it such a good idea to just follow them?" Kiri joked and laughed as you joined her.

Tuk kept holding your hand on the way, which only lasted so long till she found some beautiful flowers and got excited and wanted to take a closer look. Since she was the youngest and not allowed to leave the village as often as the others, this only increased her excitement.

In the meantime, the two boys led the group, whispering occasionally, but you couldn't make out what they were saying. You must admit that you focused more on Kiri and small Tuk. The younger one needed someone to watch her; four eyes were better than two. And Kiri. Well, she was Kiri. A very, very good friend of yours. You liked her a lot. At times, you thought there was a bit more than just friendship between the two of you. The way a touch lingered for a second longer than necessary. Or the glances you exchanged deepened before the two of you shyly looked away, both of your cheeks turning pink. The constant smile on your faces when spending time together. The way her ears would always be directed towards you.

What felt like a very long walk ended when the boys in the front stopped. It seemed like you arrived at your destination. With a big grin, Lo'ak turned around, two braid strains falling out his ponytail, spreading his arms wide to show off that special place they had found. "The Old Shack"

"The old shack?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow. "The old shack," repeated Spider in certainty. You opened your mouth to say something in return, but your brain was empty. This was not one of the many things you could have imagined, so you simply repeated the words that had just left your mouth.

"Damn sisi, you slow today." Spider shook his head in played disappointment before sending you a crooked smile. "Isn't it cool? It's where our parents fought." Now, it was your turn to shake your head in return. "That's not cool" - "We're not supposed to be here," Reminded Kiri. Her brother waved it off. "It's part of our history. Isn't it intriguing?" Kiris ears flattened slightly against her head and her tail swished around with a bit more force, showing that she was mildly upset.

You let out an exhausted sigh, looking around. You met Kiris' gaze. It was clear that you had the same thought. This was a stupid idea. On the other hand, Tuk seemed excited, which was probably caused by her being so young and not completely understanding what this meant, being here and how dangerous this could be. Yet there was this tiny spark inside you, filled with curiosity. As different as Spider and you were, one thing you certainly had in common was the dislike you shared for your father and his actions.

"Just look at that," Lo'ak whispered, tail pointing upwards and his finger towards a metal piece peaking out front he high risen gras. "Could be your dads suit." With that, he jumped over this big tree stem, which blocked the path to the old battlefield. Your stomach tightened, and your jaw clenched. You didn't like it here. You didn't feel good being here. Knowing what happened. Your mind trying to imagine what that moment had been like for Jake and … the other guy to whom you happened to be related.

For a while, you walked around the place, arms crossed in front of your chest, as if this would help you, keeping you some kind of distance emotionally and mentally, and tried taking in as much as you could. This could be a "one time chance only" moment after all. Seeing what time had done to this place; it looked like a moment paused in space and time. The atmosphere still lingered in the air. The way Lo'ak had pointed at the suit lying on the ground, showing the last movement it ever did and was stopped by the ground.

One window of the linking station cracked but was still in place, the other one not so much. You could still see some glass pieces being stuck in a place where once a whole glass front was. The sun was breaking through the roof of leaves above you and bathed the spot in a warm light. The shards on the ground near the linking station reflect the sunlight. You let out a scoff when you thought of how beautiful the scenery looked despite the fact this was a battleground.

It was mesmerizing how nature took care of this place. Ivy and other plants that grew on and around the things that did not belong here, in this world. As if it was a natural way of embracing what happened and trying to heal from that. Eywas way. Though you couldn't understand how or why. Just thinking about all the pain humans had brought here, you were finding it hard to breathe, as if a heavy stone was placed on your chest. Nervously, you grabbed your mask with a shaky hand, taking note that it, indeed, was still sitting accurately on your face. After that, you checked on your oxygen tank. It seemed fine. Still enough oxygen in there. Weird.

After standing around indecisively and looking at your surroundings, your eyes stopped at your fathers' suit. Stepping carefully closer. It was in surprisingly good shape after all, with some scratches here and there. Broken glass of the canopy, staring at two feather ends that belong to two arrows. They were green and yellow striped. You recognized it. They belonged to Neytiri, the sully kids' mom. Your eyes followed down to where the tip ended, stuck into a skeleton torso. You yelped.

Hearing you, the others were quick to appear next to you. The youngest Sully boy was the first to speak. "Ah, don't worry. He's dead, he doesn't feel anything." He explained in a joking tone, patting your head a little unhandily before turning away to leave again. "Thanks for letting me know the obvious." You muttered before your eyes moved to Spider, standing next to Lo'ak, staring down at the remaining pieces of your father's human body. For a minute, he clenches his jaw and fists before turning away, following Lo'ak without saying a word. Shouldn't he be the one to say something to you? Or you to him? But you couldn't think of anything. The urge not being able to breathe gets stronger, causing you to take a few steps back. You forced yourself to look somewhere different. Taking in the beauty of nature, the way it was colored, and how beautifully wild and free.

Couldn't he see how mesmerizing Pandora is? How deeply Na'vi connect to each other, nature and fauna? Did he really not care? Not about the damage the humans done or that he had kids? Was he such a broken man to not be able to feel anything at all? Was he that stone-cold-hearted?

This whole thing made you feel sick to your stomach. Literally. You could feel spit collecting more and more in your mouth, trying to swallow, which didn't help at all. Then, all of a sudden, your stomach cramped. Hastily, you hurried behind a bush. Taking a deep breath in before removing the mask, you could hear a worried Kiri calling for you.

Stumbling back out of the bushes, you stand before a concerned-looking Kiri. Ears pointing backward. She squatted down, and her tail wagged around nervously. "This must be hard for you…" She noted with a soft voice. You scuffed in reply and put on a sleeky grin. "Not really." The Na'vis' yellow eyes bore a hole into your soul. At least, that's what it felt like. She didn't say anything. The warm and soft look in her eyes, with a hint of sadness, was all that was needed for your wall to crumble. The one you had built up over the years and shut the fact about your father behind. Not letting it get near you. It worked real fine… till today. "Come!"

With that, she took your hand in her bigger one and headed away from the battlefield, leaving the others behind. A few feet away, Kiri stopped walking and sat on the ground, leaning against a trunk, patting the spot next to her, meaning for you to join her, which you happily did. In the distance, you could hear the sound of Tuk's laugh.

"Isn't it beautiful here?" The Na'vi whispered after the both of you sat there in silence momentarily. Lost in thoughts, you nodded, gazing towards the ground. It wasn't until Kiri nudged you carefully with her knee that you looked up at her. She had this knowing look on her face. "You are not fine," she stated. It wasn't even a question. "Please, tell me what's going on?" She turned more towards you and put a strain of hair that slipped out of your ponytail behind your ear. You sighed and tried to put on a smile. Her always sensing when something was bothering you made it harder to pull yourself together. You opened your mouth to say something, but there was a lump in your throat. "It's about your father." Again, it wasn't a question. She really knew you. It could also be obvious in the eye of the situation.

"I cannot not think about him… you know… seeing his body… or more what's left of it." The ground seemed to be really interesting today. Trying to make sense of what's running in your mind. "The arrows stuck in his torso… the ones from your mom… I know I might sound crazy… but seeing them there… I swear I could feel the moment they were shot. All the anger and pain that must run through her veins. And I get it. He deserves this." The lump in your throat is growing. You tried to clear it but weren't very successful. "Well, at least as far as possible for me, a human being." You scoffed, thinking about Neytiri ever since what humans did to her planet. She hated them. And even you and Spider were disliked by her, even though you hadn't anything to do with the war. You couldn't blame her. "And being related to that man. I mean… everything that makes you you… it's part of your parents' genes and what makes them.. them." Your eyes started to burn. Partly of hate, pain, sadness, and disappointment, you felt right at this second.

Kiri gave you time to gather your thoughts. It was something you really appreciated a lot. You clenched your jaw and eyes shut. Ripping angrily some blades of grass, using more force than needed. "How is it even possible to be such an evil person!? Was there anything else he cared about except destroying a beautiful planet and its lives?" You were almost yelling now, throwing the ripped pieces of grass carelessly to the side and looking directly into Kiri's eyes. Her gaze laid softly on you, and her face had a frown. Forehead in wrinkles.

"I don't know." She truthfully answered. Nodding your head in slight agreement, a tear rolled down your cheek. A laugh left your lips, hoping it would release some of the pain and heaviness you felt in your body. "But I do know, and that is a fact; you might share your genes with him, but you guys have nothing else in common. Not you or Spider." Reassuring, she smiled at you and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers. You couldn't help but let out a giggle and return her smile. "You are such a nice and beautiful and smart and kind person. Far far away from whatever he was."

Kiri let her thumb run over the back of your hand before bringing it to her lips and kissing it on top. Her bright yellow eyes look into yours, not breaking the eye contact. The smile on your lips grew even wider. She was hypnotizing. You couldn't look away. To be honest, you didn't even wish to do so. "I like you, (Y/N), just the way you are. Remember, you define who you are, not your genes or who your family is." "True." A whisper left your lips. It was only then you noticed how you were holding your breath. "Thanks, Kiri."

With that, you got up, waddled over to her, and threw your arms tightly around her neck while whispering, "Thank you so much." Kiri wasted no second and returned the hug by putting her arms around your middle. For a while, the both of you stayed like this. Closed eyes, taking in the warm embrace to lighten up. "You're not crazy. I can feel it, too." She admitted when the two of you let go of each other. Feeling warmth wrapping around your heart, not feeling alone anymore. "And even if… I wouldn't mind being crazy as long as it's with you." You chuckled. Her tail slightly wrapped around your legs, leaving soft strokes on the back of your thighs, sending goose bumps up your spine.

For a bit longer, you guys sat there, changing the topic to something more uplifting, the plans you had for the next few days when some noise of broken twigs was heard behind the two of you. The long-lost kids showed up. "You won't believe what we found." An excited Tuk squeaked. The two of you getting up, you brushed off some dirt that stuck to your bum from sitting on the ground. "Oh yeah? Tell me." Kiri replied in almost the same excitement.

Both girls walked up front with Lo'ak following, heading back towards the village. You looked back to the battlefield once more and sighed. With that you could feel a bit of the weight on your chest being lifted. "You okay?" Spider asked worried. "Yeah, for now, I am. What about you?" With furrowed brows, you observed your twin. For a second, he also glanced back to your father's remains. "Sure." He sounded like he was trying to convince himself, but quickly, he shook it off, had his usual stupid smile on his lips, threw an arm around your shoulders, and dragged you away from that place you just visited, heading home.

It was then you had an idea. "Hold up." With that, you freed yourself and headed back to the suit. Now you knew what was massing on your jewelry. Take the small knife out of its sheath you always carried with you and cut off some of the feathers of Neytiris's arrows. Putting back the knife, you pulled out a piece of yarn and wrapped it around the piece to hold it together. Na'vis worked meaningful material into their jewelry. That's something you absolutely adored. And what did this mean to you? Deciding to go against humans and their destructive behavior. Choosing to protect Pandora and never end up like your father. With that, you hurried back to the others and headed home.

[cluz1babe]

Certain Dark Things Are to Be Loved Chapter 1

Reader is 18, Eddie is 20. For obvious reasons, Eddie didn’t die. If you want to be Tagged for future chapters, send me a message. Please reblog.

SUMMARY: The girl Eddie loves is keeping him at a distance. When a new girl comes to town, he’s not sure if he should keep trying with the one he loves or the new girl. There’s another thing: The Tape.

PLAYLIST: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/40M6SV4vKdDGSC1y8tWnqx?si=ff76a1a100fb4d0f

SERIES MASTERLIST

If you go to my main Masterlist, Eddie is at the bottom above the spotify link.

Warnings: Reader afab, angst, nipple torture/play, oral, p in v, fingering, sort of protected sex, mentions of underage sex

Words: 2.4K

Y/N was average…everything. How could Eddie possibly know she was alive, let alone want to be with her?

That was, until Y/N attacked the bats that were eating Eddie alive, earning a few bites of her own. After that, everything changed. Suddenly, Eddie started inviting her to parties and offered her weed at one point. All while she started falling in love with him. She always had a crush on him from afar (living in the same trailer park didn’t help), but he was one of the last people she expected to notice her. After all, she was shy and quiet. She hated being so invisible. It wasn’t like those stories you hear about. She wasn’t the popular one or another nerd like Eddie. It was just the random girl & the Freak.

Y/N had become more attracted to Eddie since she officially met him. They were both seniors together. She had started out as friends with benefits with Steve, but they went back to just being friends when Steve decided he wanted to find romance. This was the type of relationship she had with people, keeping them at a distance and focusing on herself. She admitted to Eddie that she was previously in a relationship with a guy named Justin, who not only cheated, but made everything about himself. Why Steve ever paid her attention was beyond her. They were so different, but he was immediately drawn to her, when she helped Steve look for a product in the store where she worked. Y/N had been visiting Steve and Robin at Family Video when Dustin and Max came in. After they fought Vecna, Eddie and Y/N became friends quickly. They bonded over guitar, music, and movies. Then things evolved.

They talked about what they each planned for the future, past relationships (Y/N’s first kiss was a girl and she liked girls, too), and even about their loss of virginity stories. Eddie was 16 when he lost his in the back of his van. He had been so nervous that the girl had to be on top, taking charge. Y/N had lost hers at 14. It was a secret she hadn’t told anyone else. She was a freshman and the guy was a junior. She was going to a different school then. There was only a 3 year age difference, but the idea of a 17 year old sleeping with a 14 year old made Eddie bristle. He was already protective over this woman and he wished he’d known her then, just so he could warn her about this guy. As though it were his place to do such a thing.

To Eddie, she wasn’t that random girl anymore. She was Y/N, the one who helped fight demobats to save him before they all fell. Over a few weeks, he saw what he hadn’t before. He saw her. More than that, he saw her beauty, strength, and calmness under pressure. And he wanted her in his life. Y/N babysat Eddie when he tripped on acid, with the promise they would do it together some day. They watched crappy horror movies, listened to music, and smoked pot. Eddie even taught her a little bit of guitar. Being able to touch her and hold her close, even if it was completely innocent, made him want more.

After about three weeks of hanging out together, they found they had much more in common than just fighting supernatural stuff. Their feelings for each other grew. One night, they went to swim at the Harringtons’ house and that’s where they first kissed, after Eddie asked, of course. “Yes,” she practically whispered. It was enough for Eddie. He took his time, gently caressing her cheek. She leaned in first, bringing her lips within a centimeter of his. He smiled before touching his lips to hers. It was soft and sweet at first, but it quickly turned hungry with all the longing that was built up between them.

“Can I touch you more?” Eddie asked.

Y/N looked around, even though they were alone, she felt it was better not to. “Not here.” She gave him another quick peck before pulling him to the shallow end and out of the water.

- - - - - - - -

They made it to Eddie’s trailer and as soon as the door was closed behind them, his lips were on her again, moving her damp hair out of the way and kissing the back of her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. She turned to face him. “Can’t even wait till we get to your room?”

“Absolutely not,” he teased as he leaned in to kiss her again.

She giggled, “C’mon.” She pulled him to his room, where they continued kissing. “Now you can touch me.”

He didn’t waste any time, now. His hands grazed from her sides to her breasts, where he gave them a quick squeeze. Y/N moaned I’m response, which caused Eddie to chuckle. “You like that?”

She nodded, “I like it rough.”

“Sweetheart, that wasn’t rough.”

“I know, silly. Just thought I’d let you know… I like having my nipples pulled.”

“Really?” Eddie admired her chest as he pulled off her shirt, which was damp from her wet skin clinging to it. He backed her up to his bed. When she lay down, she pulled him with her. He was between her legs and he ground his hips into hers.

The heat in her belly grew. “Eddie,” it came out as a whisper.

“What?”

“Don’t go catching feelings.” She felt like she had to say it. Something inside her wanted to guard against heartbreak before it could happen. The only way she could do that is by pretending she didn’t already have those feelings. She trusted Eddie, but her experience had led to more than one bad breakup.

With that, he kissed her again, longer and hungrier. It was too late. He already had feelings, but he wanted her so bad. Once she was naked, he spread her legs open and worshipped her skin; the skin of her thighs, especially. “I need you to tell me what you like.”

“I like a lot of things, but I’ve never had an orgasm with a partner.”

This caught Eddie’s attention.

“And even by myself, it takes a toy to get me to cum. I’ve only ever been able to do that with my fingers once.”

“Poor baby.” He felt bad for her, never having a partner who could make her cum. He accepted the challenge with enthusiasm, though. Perhaps these other guys didn’t take the time she needed. Getting to do this with her was something he’d wanted to do for weeks. He even thought about her when he touched himself, imagining she was between his legs, her mouth doing it’s work.

“I still enjoy sex. It feels good.”

“I’m gonna do my best to change this orgasm issue. Tell me more.” He kissed from her neck to her chest, taking a nipple in his mouth and biting the delicate bud just enough to make Y/N moan.

“I like having my clit played with, for starters.”

He moved his fingers to her clit, circling his index finger around the bundle, which caused Y/N to buck her hips forward.

“Tell me what kind of toy you have.” Eddie continued his track of kisses, sucking or biting every now and then.

“It’s called a rabbit. A very good friend sent it to me from Japan. She knows about my problem. It has a shaft and a vibrating clit stimulator.”

“You’ll have to show it to me sometime.” He increased the speed of his finger around her nub. She moaned and arched her back. The sounds she was making were better than he’d imagined. The sight of her was better. Everything about what was happening was so much better. “How big is the shaft?”

“Three, maybe four fingers. Fingers my size, anyway.”

He moved his fingers and teased her entrance. “I think we’ll start with two.” With that, he plunged his fingers into her slick, warm hole, causing her to moan again. “Do you use it to fuck yourself?”

“Yes.” 

His fingers pumped in and out. He pushed in up to his knuckle and hooked his fingers. “Does it reach here?” He was hitting her g-spot perfectly as he played with her.

She gasped and grabbed his arm. “Not that well,” she whimpered.

“Tell me if you want me to change or do anything else.” Eddie immediately bent down and licked her bundle, then he sucked on it.

“Mmm. Yes. Harder.”

He happily complied. Hearing her give him directions caused a heat he’d never felt before to radiate from his chest to his belly, then down to his crotch. He also reached up to pinch and pull at her nipple with his free hand. He wrapped his tongue around her clit and sucked more. He ate her out like it would be the last time he’d ever get to do it.

She nearly screamed. “Oh fuck! What are you doing to me?”

It only egged him on. “Eddie,” she moaned.

He lifted his head to look at her. “Hmm?”

“No, don’t stop.” She pushed his head back down to her wet core, her fingers tangling in his hair.

He smirked then continued his work, fucking her with his fingers and teasing, then sucking on her clit, pulling and squeezing hard on her nipple. His hips grinding against the bed, looking for any amount of friction. She played with her other nipple with her free hand. It went on for at least ten minutes. Eddie was determined to make her cum.

Her hand tugged at his hair a little as she keened and sobbed. “Fuck, Eddie. I’m close.”

He squeezed her nipple harder and a few seconds later, her entire body tensed, then it vibrated as she came on his tongue. He moaned as he tasted her release, but he let go of her nipple and gently licked her folds as her walls fluttered around his fingers. Each time his tongue touched her clit, her body spasmed. She was so sensitive now.

As soon as she came back to her senses, she reached for his bulge, “What about you? Don’t you want me to take care of you?”

“Sweetheart, if you do, that might be it for the night. We have to get up early.” Eddie kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips. “And I wanna fuck you.”

Y/N smiled wide. “I want you to.”

His hand moved from around her waist, and up to her breast, giving it a squeeze. The same hand smoothed its way over her abdomen. Y/N nodded, not knowing what else to say. He teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, circling her clit and making her body arch into his. He slipped himself inside of her. He was a little clumsy in his movements, but she didn’t mind. She smiled against his lips and grabbed his hands, relishing in the feeling of him against her. He pushed just the tip in, and she couldn’t take her eyes off of it. He bent his head to catch her attention on his face, but she ignored it for a while, knowing he can't make her look up just yet. She just watched him sink slowly in. She mewled when he buried himself to the hilt, deep in her pussy. Eddie was staring at her, starry eyed, drinking her in as he bit his bottom lip to try to hold his noises in.

Clinging on to his biceps, her fingernails dug into his skin, her hips rolling up to meet his as Eddie thrusted into her heat. He pistoned his hips, changing the angle inside of her, rubbing against her inner sweet spot. She felt his lips devour her neck and jaw. Her eyes couldn’t focus, her hands were shaking. All her brain could focus on is Eddie Munson. She released ecstatic whines. She noticed how he breathed, how hot his skin was, how hard he was...

He slid out painfully slow and then hit home. He nipped and kissed at every spot of her skin he had access to, leaving a wet trail. He brought her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting. She whined his name, begging him to not stop what he was doing. "Fuck," he whispered savagely, his breath ghosting against her neck as he tried hard not to cum too soon. Liquid heat rushed right between her legs as she held on to him and screamed. He felt her clench around him and made a noise of pleasure, drawing out a long, powerful thrust that had every nerve in her body singing.

She repositioned the two of them, having him lay on his back. One hand pressed into his chest, as Y/N rode Eddie quickly, chasing another high with every brush of his cock deep inside her. Eddie’s breathing was short and shallow, grunting out loose, incoherent words. He was rubbing her clit with his fingers. She fisted his hair in response, earning a growl. She bit her lip as his hips bucked quicker. His voice pitched higher as his body worked faster. He was almost there.

“Eddie! Fuck!” When she came, she lost her wits for a moment, which Eddie thought meant that he had to chase his high on his own, but Y/N got off of him, bringing her mouth to his length and licking him up and down.

“I thought you were on birth control.”

“I am, but I want to taste you.” She smiled before she started bobbing her head up and down his length.

“Y/N, fuck. You��re fucking amazing. Never thought—“ He was going to say something about his feelings, but she started sucking harder. Within seconds, he was coming undone beneath her. She swallowed every drop of him and he pulled her up to kiss her.

That night, after he fell asleep, she snuck out. She knew she probably fucked up by sleeping with him and didn’t want an awkward conversation. Not wanting to talk about what happened or how she felt about him, it was the best she could come up with, childish as it was. The problem was, she grabbed the wrong shirt when she left.

[im-just-a-br0adway-baby]

Encantober 2023 Day 30: Blood

One of the hardest things Julieta ever had to heal was blood. Not that it was necessarily hard to heal, but because she did not like looking at blood ever since she was little. While small cuts were okay for her to look at, injuries gushing blood was enough for her to go to the bathroom and attempt to throw up. On the rare cases she had to heal a villager that was gushing blood, she would have to hold in her feelings until the line was gone.

For several years, Julieta did not have to deal with that amount of blood within the village. She felt like all of this weight was taken off her shoulders since she did not have to throw up after every shift in the village anymore. It was not until a couple hours later when the children would come home from school when that would change.

Camilo, Mirabel, and Antonio walked into Casita’s front door after walking home from school together. Antonio limped in Mirabel’s arms as Camilo did what he could to support him. Julieta came into the kitchen to see the three younger grandchildren walk into the courtyard and notice Antonio limping in the other two’s arms.

“Tonito? Are you okay? What happened at school today?”

“I scraped my knee while running on the playground, Tia Juli. Do you have an arepa for me that could heal it?”

“Si; I should have some extras from earlier today. Can you come into the kitchen so I can get a closer look?”

Mirabel, Camilo, and Antonio made their way into the kitchen and the older two placed Antonio on a kitchen chair. Julieta rolled up Antonio’s right leg of his pants to see the scrape, only to notice it was more than just a scrape. It covered his entire knee and was gushing with blood, with it dripping down his leg until it got to his ankle.

“Tonito, how did this happen?” Julieta asked.

“I was running on the playground after school with Juanco, Alejandra, and Cecilia, and I tripped over a stick on the blacktop and scraped my knee pretty badly.”

Julieta did her best to not gag at the sight of the scrape. This was her youngest nephew that was in pain, but she never had an immediate relative get an injury this bad before. Julieta took a deep breath before scouring through the kitchen counters to find a spare arepa for Antonio to give to him.

“We tried cleaning as much of the scrape as we could. I had a spare handkerchief in my pocket to clean it with,” Mirabel explained.

“But it kept pouring blood. We knew that this amount of blood makes you squeamish, but the blood didn’t want to stop producing,” Camilo added.

Julieta came back from the cabinets with a spare arepa from earlier that day. “I appreciate the fact that you were looking out for me and wanted to make my job easier. You know how much I love you both for that.”

“Gracias, mami; we just got scared that you were going to throw up all over Antonio when you saw it.”

Julieta handed the arepa to Antonio and he took a bite out of it. While it was slower to heal than most injuries she healed in the past, it still healed within ten minutes of Antonio taking a bite out of the arepa.

“I still felt a little bit squeamish looking at the scrape, but this was the first time in a long time I was able to look at it without having to throw up after.”

“You really mean that?” Camilo asked.

“I do mean it. Even before my gift ceremony, the sight of blood was the one sight that I wanted to avoid. Even when Pepa and Bruno or even I had a scrape that bad, it took a while for my stomach to recover from the sight. But right now, I think my stomach recovered much quicker than it did before.”

Mirabel, Camilo, and Antonio smiled when Julieta mentioned she was beginning to overcome her fear of blood. While they never wanted to see her in pain or being afraid, they understood that it was normal for even the town’s doctor to have her moments with certain bodily functions sometimes.

Julieta grabbed a handkerchief from the kitchen counter and wet it in the sink. When Antonio’s scrape healed completely, she dabbed the handkerchief around the leftover blood on his leg until it was completely clean. She threw the handkerchief in the hamper that Casita brought over and Casita brought the hamper back upstairs.

“So, was there anything else that happened today at school that I should know about?” Julieta asked.

“Not really, just the scrape and that was really it,” Camilo said.

Antonio got up from the chair and noticed that it did not hurt to walk anymore. The scrape was completely healed and he was able to walk again without Camilo or Mirabel’s assistance.

“Why don’t you get started on your homework in the courtyard? I’ll be fixing dinner soon when your sisters come home from the village.”

“Okay, mami,” Mirabel said.

The three younger grandchildren made their way back to the courtyard to find their bookbags and took their books out to start their homework. While Julieta was still feeling a little bit uncomfortable with healing the scrape, she felt accomplished knowing that she was able to do it without throwing up this time around. That was something she felt proud of while she was cooking dinner and for the rest of the day.

[londonspirit]

London Love

First day back home and it all feels 'wrong' *sighs wistfully*

Oh well, i had the most wonderful six days in my favorite place with my favorite people so I shouldn't really complain, right?! Still, always harsh to come back to reality after the time away... especially this time. What a trip it’s been!! Didn’t expect all that happened - did NOT expect to see a Kiwi live and in the flesh but that’s London for you - full of surprises!!!

Walked all the ways again (a total of 114(!!!) km's, that's 163621 steps!), saw all the beautiful things; just one play and one reading though and yet my whole being feels nourished and bursting with joy and happiness.

Trip started out a bit worried as my stomach did some weird things, and there was a strange pain on the lower right side (yes, I was instantly thinking appendix, but did the thing and it was fine). Nerves, maybe (it had been a while), I thought, or too much strain from carrying those last few boxes from mom’s place to mine and sis’s, and it did indeed settle a bit once I was over. Still, I felt a tad troubled so got some Ibuprofen and some Paracetamol and self-medicated. It didn’t get worse; got better over the past days but yeah, first day was a tad off.

Still, met with Nic and even tho we were both saying to not do THAT much walking we ended up with almost 28km’s! I love her, we barely see each other and don’t text much at all, but WHEN we met we have ALL THE THINGS to geek out over and it’s always great to catch up with her. I was soo happy I had her all day to myself. Oh, and running into/past the one and only Ali Plumb (sadly on his phone) had me off to a great start!!! *hehe* 

Day 2 was the calmest of them all, FINALLY seeing Yayoi Kusama: Infinity Mirror Rooms after missing out on them for the past five years was the only booked thing on my agenda that day! And BOY is it worth it!

Soo soo stunning, I went twice!!! You only have two  minutes in the room but you can queue again, and on Monday early afternoon it wasn’t that full so that was no biggie at all! After that I was meeting with a friend but she was running late (I knew that, she’s a busy busy bee) so I sat outside her workplace and waited, the sun was out (I had sunscreen on), I had food and wifi, it was perfect.

I was aimlessly scrolling through Twitter when a tweet from Rosie popped up:

And I LOST MY SHIT!!! I mean, that was for like in THREE days!

I did NOT have ‘being able to see RHYS FUCKING DARBY LIVE’ on my bingo card for London AT ALL!

And suddenly there was the chance!!! OF COURSE I TOOK IT!!!

Cue a few freaked out texts to my Sally, a rushed check of earlier trains, and booking a ticket for STAND UP!!! I don’t do standup... unless it’s RHYS FUCKING DARBY!!! So yeah, there I was, cackling to myself like a total lunatic (thankfully Lex is used to me losing my shit (although it’s been a while since she’s witnessed that in person!)) with the prospect of seeing RHYS FUCKING DARBY LIVE!!! (and thankfully I had packed not only my Orange shirt (gotta represent) but also my newly made DJ shirt (which I KNEW could ONLY be appreciated my fellow OFMD fans!!!).

So having that sorted and having calmed down (barely), Lex and I spent the evening catching up until it was time for her to leave for home. Since I didn’t have any plans at all, I had a stroll round town before returning ‘home’.

Tuesday was ‘meeting Jo in Leeds’ Day! Only day it was raining in both cities, which was fine, we spent the day indoors, catching up (it’s been a year since we last saw each other) and just enjoying ourselves! We did see a bit of Leeds, but with it being very wet and very moist, there wasn’t THAT much walking and sightseeing happening! Although I spotted this, which made me laugh:

Starting your pirate BABIES early, I guess *hehe*

Wednesday was the only day with a play!!! Yeah, I know, I have no idea how that happened - too many things to see, too little time. Praised be matinees! Romeo and Juliet at the Almeida (first time there for me), seeing the lovely Toheeb Jimoh on stage, being all dramatic and shit? COUNT ME IN! (even though I’ve had my fair share of Shakespeare before Covid hit).

And since I had the morning to myself I naturally had to check out that Chilean restaurant in Paddington. Yes, THAT one. (And accidentally dressing like the Elizabeth line!) And goodness me, these empanadas are GOOD!! Even at 11 am in the morning (only time I could be there, they close at 4 during the week and as I said, too many things to do and see, not enough time!).

Walked them empanadas off on my way to the theatre, past Abby Road, had a GREAT seat for a VERY small price and managed to catch the darling man after before he was off to lunch. Didn’t know whether he’d do stage door but he did, and BY GOD, that man’s even more lovely in RL! Im soo happy I managed to tell him that (and how brilliant he was on stage, of course!) And he was - he was enjoying himself, and he ‘died’ VERY realistically! It was amazing! And that smile is fucking DEADLY when aimed at you!!!

Got me a Humble Crumble on the way back (SOOO GOOD!) and then it was already time for Elliot Page!

I've NEVER been in a room with this many queer people (aside from Pride marches!) and it was the most amazing thing; you could FEEL the happiness of being there; the reception for the man himself was INSANE and made me actually tear up a bit (he deserves ONLY THE FUCKING BEST (and all the fucking HUGS!)).

There was an energy in the room... can’t even describe it, just felt very special. Not a signing, a talk about the book and q's from the audience (pre-submitted).  Elliot felt very shy but also VERY naughty. Loved writing the sex scenes *grins* But by god, he's the happiest he's ever been. I've started reading the book, bit more than halfway through and GOOD LORD, he'd suffered soooo much!!! I can't even relate... which makes my HATE against people wanting to take away gender affirming care even bigger!!! *exhales* Anyhow, it was really good. Very inspiring. Soo soo powerful and soooo deserved!!!!

And then it was KIWI DAY!!  God, Im still sooo high on actually seeing him LIVE and SOOO close - even more amazing as I’d NEVER thought I’d ever get to see him (what with him being mainly US or Aotearoa based!)!!! Sometimes the universe works in mysterious and beautiful ways!!!

But first I went to Nottingham to see Sally and Pam! It was beautiful! They took me to Wollaton Hall which is fucking gorgeous, and we just had  a lovely wander around the park, seeing deer and blonde ducks, soaking up all the sunshine. After we went into Nottingham itself for some lunch before it was already time to leave again.

I arrived back in London around 6 and went straight into town, wanting to meet up with a friend who I knew back from the MTV awards (I was happy to actually know somebody at the show although I do NOT mind being on my own but it’s always nicer with people who know!)

Well, I totally forgot that the Mission Impossible premiere was happening at the same damn time!! Leicester Square was PACKED (and the Comedy Club is just around the corner!) So naturally I sneaked a peak, saw Tom Cruise and Simon Pegg (on a screen, they’re REALLY locking out normal people these days) but the excitement was too big so I went to the club.

And then the most magical thing happened: I met NEW people!!! (I mean, Ive had that ALL the time back in my old fandoms, but these days it happens so rarely so that made me REALLY happy). They approached me... because of the shirt and in the end we were four people, sticking together to watch the show - three of them with variation of THE Orange shirt!!!

First we sat 2nd row and then nobody wanted the 1st and then we just said, fuck it, we only get this chance ONCE (well, two of us) so we moved to the 1st row!!! God, that was close!! *lol* we weren’t too sure about it as neither of us wanted to get picked out for something  - it was stand-up so who knew! But yeah, the thing one does for that kiwi!! *cackles*

It was pretty packed, not sold out but still full enough. And a LOT of OFMD/Rhys fans!!!

Good Lord, I haven’t laughed this much in a VERY long time (and those who know me, know how much this was needed). Every act was different but all hilarious, and yes, everyone got ‘picked’ on, especially the poor guy stage right, he was on his own and by god, they REALLY went to down on him. All in good spirits but yeah, I felt a tad sorry for him in the end!

At one point, Thanyia (Moore), the host/mc started to 'target' us - she was amazing, charming, hilarious as fuck and soo gorgeous. Anyhow, she wanted to know whether we all knew each other (because of the shirts, I guess) and was slightly shocked that in fact, we did NOT know each other prior to the show. And then we told her WHY we were there (pirate show, duh) and she wanted a synopsis ... she got one (GAY pirates) and she made fun of it but she basically summed up our show! (I do NOT know whether or not she knew about it all, i figure she did but not sure!) Still, it was AMAZING!!! (Rhys later sort of went with it as well - asked who did NOT know who he is, and there were like 4 people or so!!! NEVER once mentioned the show tho).

And then it was time! Rhys fucking Darby took the stage!!! God, we were LOUD!!! *lol* And by GOD, that man’s gorgeous that close up!!! I mean, he’s lovely and all but seeing him from like a metre away??? BLOODY HELL!!! That SMILE?!?! GUH!!! And so fucking funny! (never really realized how HARD those sound effects are - his head looked like it wanted to exploded during them, which worried me a tad *hehe*)

There wasn’t anything new, had heard most of it here and there already but still, actually seeing him (THOSE LEGS ARE LETHAL, and THAT ARSE IS ASDFGHJKLÖÄ... dont come at me, he kept waving it into our faces, ‘kay!), almost being able to touch him... yeah, that was quite something!!! I LOVE that fact that he’s enjoying himself soo much as well, kept giggling at his own jokes which I LOVE!!!

It was over way too quickly. My stomach hurt, my face hurt and we floated back out into the night, gathering at the entrance in hopes of being able to see him. Sadly he got whisked away by the wife, but he waved at us in passing (and I feel he especially waved at us in our lovely orange shirts!) And then we all went our separate ways, having exchanged socials to find each other again!!!

I walked back home as I needed to burn that energy in order to get ANY sleep that night (even walked into hoards of people waiting at the back of the cinema for the MI cast).

What a night!!! So sad I couldn’t be there for yesterday or today, but hey, I never in my wildest dreams thought of actually seeing him live at all, so I shan’t complain at all!!!!

Plus, we got these (thanks to the very generous sharer over on Twitter!)!

first row is NOT made for taking sneaky pics so I’ll be forever grateful to them for sharing these!!!

*sighs* And Friday was leaving day... having to say goodbye to my beloved city is never easy but this time around even more so!

BUT I did have the most amazing time, met old and new friends, and once again 6 days felt much much longer!!! My heart is bursting with happiness and joy and it will keep me going until I can come back again - hopefully very soon!!!

[freesomebodybyluna]

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[harryskalechips]

one and done

A/N Hi everyone! I’m back with a one shot :) I know I don’t write as often anymore but since I’m self quarantining and I’m just about finish with high school, I thought I should try and give it another go? I’m also re starting up my jewellery business so ahhh many goals in mind but no motivation ??? Okay, I hope you guys enjoy this one!!! It is definitely a slow burn with smut but part 2? I dunno!!

Y/N and her brother’s best friend Harry, has had some pent up sexual frustration for a while. Wouldn’t it be best if they just had a one and done? you know to get it out of their system ;) 

*smut includes spanking, choking, male and female receives oral, harry dom but Y/N rides, magic face cream treatment for anti wrinkling results? Yes, and what else? sub space, hair pulling, gosh I forgot please read it 😁

Word Count: 6.1k // Masterlist // one and done PLAYLIST

“Don’t you think it's a bit of a cliché to be crushing on your brother’s best friend?” Ness teases Y/N as they walk out of her house. They were just on the steps about to go on a walk around the block. It was definitely one of their favourite things to do as the sun was just about to set.

Y/N had her butt sat on the spruced wooden steps as she ignored her best friend’s comment. First off, she knew it was a cliché. Secondly, her last encounter with him just seconds ago was already making her plan her own execution.

In her head, it was simply her just jumping out of her window multiple times until she lost consciousness. Ness on the other hand was standing up, watching the poor girl tie her laces. “Okay, I was just teasing. We can change the topic.” She lends her hand out for Y/N to take.

“It’s not just that Ness.” She gladly accepts the gesture and stands up. She wipes off her butt and glances back at the door. “I’ve never had a thing for him! Ryan and Harry have been best mates since what? 8th grade and for some reason ever since the cruise from last summer, I can’t stop thinking about him.”

“It’s because he was shirtless half of the time.” Ness laughs as she hands Y/N’s water bottle to her. “Okay, we can admit it though. As a senior he is 10 times more attractive than he ever was. He looks like a frat boy that could jump my bones.”  Y/N stops walking and just stares at Ness while the girl continues to walk. She grabs her hand and pulls her forward. “Okay, I’m sorry for the bad comment.”

“He is hot though. Really hot.” Y/N smiles.

“See, that’s why you should sleep with him.”

“What are you crazy? Ness, Ryan would kill me or him -maybe the both of us!” 

“It’s pent up sexual frustration. Harry legit watched us walk out your door while eating a banana and you still managed to trip on your shoes.” She laughs.

“He was making eye contact with me!”

“All I’m saying is that he throws parties at his house and always invites us despite y’know us being juniors. Just offer, do it, slip out, and never say anything about it ever again.” Ness elbows Y/N as she crosses her arms. 

“Maybe I will.” She laughs pretending to actually sound confident in the idea.

“Good, there’s a party this Friday anyway.” Ness shrugs her shoulders. “It’s the best remedy sis.”

~

“Harry, can we talk?” Y/N follows him into the kitchen while everyone else is God knows where around the house. 

“Ryan is in the backyard, trying to get Cassidy back.” He barely glances at her as he pours himself a drink. He notices an empty one in her hand so he decides to pour coke in hers. 

“I um wasn’t really drinking coke.” She states confusedly as she watches the bubbles in her cup dissolve.

“You think I’m trying to get you drunk at this party. One alcoholic beverage is good enough for yeh.” He smiles at her as he screws the cap shut and taps the top of her head. He was treating her as if she was a child, which definitely pissed her off since she was going to ask him a really fucked up favour in the matter of 60 seconds.

“I can handle myself, you know.” 

“Yup.” He rests his back against the counter and bites the rim of the plastic cup as he looks at her. “What do you need though?” He genuinely asks her. Although they weren’t that close, Harry knew her long enough to know she wouldn’t start random a conversation with him. It was more like a hi and bye situation. Not her trying to actually talk to him. 

“I have a favour and you can’t tell Ryan.” Y/N lets out a big breath as she watches his reaction change into a confused one. 

“Look Y/N, if you want to try and smoke a blunt, I think it’s best you find yourself a dealer that doesn’t know your brother.”

“No, not that.” She whispers as she moves in closer. There were more people entering the kitchen and this was about to get really fucking awkward. 

“What?” He looks at her and notices her body shifting closer to him. Her chest was touching the side of his arm, making his eyes look towards the cabinets instead.

“I-”

“Yes?”

“Do you wanna fu-?” His eyes widen as he downs the rest of his drink in one go. Harry doesn’t even let her continue as he steps away from Ryan’s little sister. 

“I’m sorry do I already know the rest of that question?” He tries not to obviously choke on the liquid in his mouth.

“Well, I don’t know you didn’t really let me finish.”  Her sassy tone comes out. Her cheeks were really red and although Y/N came to the party with Ness feeling really confident in the dress she picked. She just wanted to go home and not show her face to him ever again. This was the stupidest idea! Why on earth did she think Harry would want to sleep with her when there are so many girls that try to get his attention. 

“I’m sorry Y/N.” He bites the inside of his cheek and watches some familiar people leave the room. Once it’s clear again, he speaks up. “Like are you serious?” He could feel his throat becoming more stuffy. “You and me?” She nods. “Really?” She nods again. “That’s crossing the line and Ryan is pretty overprotective. I can’t do that to him.”

“Cool.” Y/N stands perfectly still as she tries her best to maintain eye contact with him. She takes a sip of the coke but later, grabs the bottle of alcohol and pours it into her cup regardless of him watching her. “Well, don’t let Ryan know.” She shrugs her shoulders and laughs. “Thanks for answering my survey!” She gives him an awkward smile then walks out of the room. How can a guy pass up on her??? First rejection has gotta sting. 

This wasn’t some weird guy she was asking though. This was Harry, Ryan’s best friend. If Ness was put in his position, she wouldn’t want her to say yes either. God, she was also going to kill her best friend for putting the most ridiculous game plan in her head.

And although the party continued on, Ness and Y/N didn’t let the earlier events bother them. The two spent hours just fucking around until they found a comfy spot in the living room.

“Y/N, don’t look.” Ness sits beside her on Harry’s couch watching a few strangers play an unfamiliar game on the floor. 

“What?” she quickly looks up to see what Ness is talking about. It wasn’t a surprise to see Harry holding Carla Laws’s hand as they walked up the stairs. They looked pretty excited for a room tour too.

Oh hell no, everyone knows a girl doesn’t go to Harry Styles’ room to just hold hands and a cute sentimental room tour!

“Are you sure he didn’t want to with you?”

“Yes Nessa.” She rolls her eyes and drinks her third cup. “Whatever, if anything at least I don’t feel attracted to him anymore. I found a new ick. He doesn’t even find me attractive.”

“Good. Rejection may hurt but it makes you wake up and face reality.” 

~

Okay if there was one thing Y/N could say now, it was that she is finally over Harry. Overall, he was nothing but a phase. Yes, she was crushing on him for the first semester of the year but after that weird conversation they had, it made sense why they couldn’t work out anyway. He’s a stuck up douche - a typical senior, all while she was a junior who was either too infatuated with him or too horny. Maybe both?

It’s been about two weeks and although Ness made sure to keep trash talking the guy, Y/N knew there was more to him than what her best friend thought. She knew him for years! Maybe the fact he was athletic, charismatic and just kind that made her realize what a perfect guy he was. She knew he was a bit more complex than what other people thought of him and it wasn’t bad at all. 

What she never thought was how awkward it was going to be the next time she saw him. “Hey, Haz.” Ryan opens the door for his buddy as Y/N covers herself with the blanket more all while pretending to watch TV.

For the past couple of days, Ryan was going over to his house and maybe Harry asked him too to come over, but what she didn’t expect was to see him again so soon. 

“Hey Ryan.” Harry takes his jacket and boots off as it just begun to snow outside. “Hey Y/N.” She quickly glances at him and waves. 

“Let’s go to the kitchen first, I wanna get snacks.” Ryan suggests as he walks away, assuming Harry would follow him like usual. 

After thirty minutes, Y/N thought the boys would be upstairs but as she entered the kitchen wearing nothing but her shorts and her brother’s old t-shirt, she was surprised to see Harry and Ryan eating sandwiches at the breakfast bar, looking pretty serious. Did Harry tell him? 

As she walked closer, she noticed both boys were just on their phones, scrolling through different social media platforms. She quickly brushes past them to put her dish in the sink. Ryan seemed unbothered but she could definitely feel Harry’s eyes on her. Once she makes eye contact with him, he quickly takes a sip of his juice and looks at his phone once more. “Y/N can you grab the chips in the cabinet please?” Ryan looks up at his phone and notices his sister was standing right in front of the cupboard. 

“Yeah, no problem.” She turns her back on them and opens the cabinet. She goes on her tiptoes reaching for the only bag of chips. Once she grabs them, she puts them on the counter and walks out of the room, only hearing her brother murmur a thank you. 

It was about 6:30 PM and the parents weren’t home yet. Ryan and Harry decided to chill in the living room when the doorbell rang. Pausing the game, Ryan opened the door to see Tom standing in front of him. “Y/N it’s for you!” He calls out for his sister since he knew Tom was her friend.

“Who’s that?” Harry mouthed.

“Her boyfriend.” Ryan shrugs as he unpauses the game. 

“Tom? What are you doing here?” Y/N walks down the stairs, pulling her shirt down. 

“Vanessa told me to come by. Apparently you need help with the calculus homework? I’m free tonight anyway.” He smiles and gives her a hug. Tom was a really good friend of Ness and Y/N. He was a smart boy that was really kind and obviously had a big crush on Nessa. There was anything he could do for her. 

Y/N instantly bit her cheek and laughed as she remembered Ness’ text message a couple of hours ago when she told her Harry came by. This was definitely one of Ness’ master plans. “You’re so sweet.” She pulls away and laughs. “We can go upstairs, I have a few questions to ask.” She quickly glances at her brother who doesn’t care all while Harry tried his best to maintain his eyes on the screen. 

“Y/N, Put some shorts on!”  Ryan finally yells out as the two went up the stairs. 

~ 

“I don’t get why he throws parties every weekend.” Ness takes a sip of her drink as they sit inside Harry's dining room. They probably weren’t going to stay too long. Everyone was inside due to the cold weather with the occasional smokers outside. Being the only few juniors, there wasn’t much the girls could do other than loiter around, drink a few cups and play the games they knew so well. Y/N wasn’t the type to have random hook ups but you know her exception with Harry. 

“Gemma has gone off for college and Anne is always working really late shifts at the hospital. He’s pretty much anywhere and everywhere besides his house unless it’s a party.”

“True.” 

“I’m going to say bye to my brother then we can head back to mine if you want?” Y/N offers as Nessa nods and downs her drink. 

“I’m going to drink a cup of water. Meet you at the front?”

“Mhm.” They both stand up and leave the room. Nessa was heading straight to the kitchen while Y/N began to wander around the house. 

“Y/N.” Harry calls out her name over the music. He was wearing a while long sleeved shirt that was unbuttoned. It made him look really attractive which almost made Y/N lose her breath. 

“Hey Harry, You know where Ryan is?” The only typical thing she would ever ask him before that one time. (Pretending as if she didn’t sexually harass him last time.) 

“He’s downstairs with the rest of the boys.” He glances around at everyone and looks at her once more. “I’m sorry, are you um- leaving?”

“Yeah me and Nessa are going to call it a night.” She wraps her hoodie around her figure and tries to make her way to the stairs. 

“Want me to give you girls a ride?”

“No no, it’s okay!” She smiles and waves her hand at him. “Nessa drove. You also have a party to h-”

“It’s kind of late maybe she should head home and we can-” And that’s when it hit her. Was Harry Styles trying to isolate her? 

“Oh.” She widens her eyes and slowly nods. “Okay. I’ll let my brother and Ness know. Should I meet you in your car outside?”

“Yeah.” He runs his hand through his hair and quickly leaves her side. After bidding her farewell to Ryan and explaining her interpretation of Harry to Ness, she was  quietly leaving the house as she watched Nessa walk by herself to the car down the street. What surprised Y/N more was to see him in his brown jacket standing by the passenger door. 

“Did you tell Ryan I was dropping you off?” He  nervously smiles as he opens the door for her. He makes sure no one is watching them leave together as he feels the butterflies forming in his stomach. 

“No.” She puts her hood on and sits in his car. She was picking on her stockings trying to avoid the awkward tension between them. Once Harry sat inside and they both put their seatbelts on, they were on their way to her house. It was weird knowing she was actually leaving a party with her brother’s best friend so she could suck his- 

 “What happens if they notice you’re gone?”

“Um, I’m sure they’ll think i'm elsewhere doing stuff.” She knew what he was thinking about and that made her a bit uncomfortable but it didn’t change the fact it was true.

“Are you still down to y’know?” Harry honestly never thought he would be this nervous talking to Ryan’s little sister. 

“Yeah.” She bites her lip as they glance at each other. 

“Cool. Are you like a virgin or something. I mean is there anything that I should know about?”

“No.” She shakes her head and low-key observes how he drives. 

This was going to be one hell of a night. 

Harry has seen Y/N’s room a countless number of times but to actually be with her by themselves in Ryan’s house made him feel really guilty. That guilt however, was shoved in the back of his throat. The girl in the room with his was obviously the best distraction. “I like your room.” he smirks at her as he looks at her soccer trophy collection from grade school. 

“Thanks.” She laughs lightly as she takes off her jacket. She quickly texts an update to Ness before putting the phone on do not disturb. 

“So before we start, what made you ask the offer?” He takes his jacket off and throws it on her chair. He sits on her bed and glances at the time. It was still early, so people probably weren’t going to be looking for him. 

“This is going to sound really dumb but I’ve had this crush on you since the cruise last summer. Well, you know Nessa... she had this thought and she thinks it is just pent up sexual frustration?” She shakes her head of saying the whole idea out loud. “So I thought maybe I should just get it out of my system.” Harry laughs as he takes in of what she just said. it made her smile as well.

“You were checking me out all summer?” He asks her in disbelief. “Little Y/N wanted to jump my bones?” He started to smirk at her. Although they didn’t know each other too well, the awkward tension was gone with just one simple laugh of his. 

“Stop laughing.” She throws a pillow at him. “I didn’t think you would say no.”

“I didn’t want to say no Y/N are you crazy? I’m laughing because I kept checking you out in those tiny bikinis you used to wear.” He throws the pillow to the side and shakes his head. “I don’t want to cross Ryan like that but I think i need to get you out of my system too.”

“Mhm and why’s that?” She locks her door and sits on the bed with him. “Because Carla couldn’t distract me from seeing you in my sheets.” He leans in and kisses her. “Tom coming by a few days ago with you wearing nothing but those little shorts was already making me lose my mind.” He whispers and kisses her again. 

Y/N immediately sits on his lap while trying her best to keep his mouth on her’s. Everything about this was so hot. She was about to just rip his clothes off. 

“One and done yeah?” Y/N rubs herself on him as her fingers tangle themselves in his hair. He kisses down her neck while grabbing her ass. 

“One and done. Just to get you out of my system.” He confirms with her as he gently throws her on the bed. He’s pulling his long sleeve off and taking his shirt off but once he begins unbuckling his jeans, he couldn’t help but notice Y/N trying to take her shirt off as well. “Fuck.” He murmurs as he gently unbuttons her long sleeve to help her take it off. In a flash, he’s on his knees unzipping her skirt and taking her stockings off as well. “You looked really pretty tonight by the way.” His cheeks flush as he throws her bottoms behind his back. Y/N laughs quietly and she sits up and brings his face closer to hers. 

“I actually would like to say the same exact thing.” He leans in to kiss her once more. Her lips were extremely soft and forbidden and it was making him slowly lose his mind all over again. Y/N thought Harry was just a phase but that seemed impossible as she was already dreading the fact this was a one and done situation. 

“You’re just so fucking soft and alluring.” He whispers in her ear as he unclasped her bra. “I already know I need to fuck you hard.” Y/N eyes’ roll back as she feels his wet mouth on her nipple as the other one massaged the other. Her hands were trying really hard to focus on the task at hand which was to undo his pants but it was definitely not working with the way he was distracting her. Not a single thought could process in her mind.

“I think since this is a one and done situation, you better make this memorable.” She whispers and bites her lip as she tries to hold back a moan. His fingers were teasing her covered entrance but Harry could feel her drenched spot already clenching at his presence. 

“Memorable? I’ll definitely leave my mark on you.” He sucks on her mouth more roughly than usual as he rubs his fingers on her centre. “You wanted me so bad baby? You just had to beg me huh?” He gestures his hips more forward to help her with his pants. 

“I’m kind of new to this. Be a bit patient.” Y/N laughs as she gently unzips his pants after numerous attempts.  

“You just ruined the moment.” He laughs with her as he kisses her forehead and takes his pants off as well. “Just kidding, this is probably the most fun I had.” He hovers over her again and teases her entrance. 

“What do you mean?” She lays on her back and roams her hands all over his chest. 

“Never got the chance to tease the fuck out of a pretty girl then fuck her hard.” He slaps her clit and bites down on her lip. She suddenly lets out a moan that makes her eyes flutter and her chest rise closer up to his face. 

He brings two of his fingers to her mouth and slowly lets her lick on it before rimming her entrance and shoving it in without any warning. His thumb slowly rubs her swollen numb as he can’t help but rub himself on her sheets as well. “You mind if I get a little bit of a taste? I’ve been dying to know. I saw you earlier at the party and I had to jerk myself off seeing you in those little stockings of yours.” 

“You. You jerked yourself off thinking about me, baby?” She looks down at him and smiles softly. He gives her a little smirk before pulling his hand away and heading his head down a bit south. His tongue dips slowly on the left side of her leg as his hands grip her thighs tightly, sure of the bruises to form soon.

“You’re like a fucking wet dream. How can I say no to you?” He urgently swipes his whole tongue on her centre. “I saw you earlier and had to go to my room.” He takes another lick. “Fuck baby, the best i’ve fucking tasted. Fuck oh fuck.” He precisely observes the way your whole swallows his fingers in and clench so tightly around him. His tongue dipping and switching with his fingers because he honestly can’t decide which is best. 

“Harry, fuck me please baby.” Y/N moans loudly as she harshly grabs on her boobs. She’s never been fucked this good. It was honestly feeling like a dream. With that being said, she’s only had sex a handful of times but Harry seemed like such an expert in the field. “Oh God.” She tries to pull away. She wasn’t sure if she could continue on with Harry obsessively licking and sucking on her wet centre. 

He looks up and watches her eyes roll back as her fingers begin to pull on his head aggressively. His only reflex is to spread her legs wider. After her first orgasm, Y/N lays on her back staring at her ceiling trying to catch her breath. 

“Fuck me.”

“We aren’t done yet, love.” He laughs at her cuteness. He can’t remember the last time where he wasn’t rushing to finish himself off. He was taking his time with Y/N since it’s what she deserves. He lays down beside her and kisses down her chest. “Tell me when you’re ready to go, yeah?” He dips his tongue on her shoulder until it reaches the huge hickey he left on her collarbone. He gently licks around it and sucks on it again. 

He was a bit surprised to see Y/N sit up and grab a condom from her drawer. “Thank you for fucking the shit out of me, I’ll gladly return the favour.” She smiles and tucks her hair behind her ear as she focuses on putting the contraceptive on him. Just touching it was already forming butterflies in her stomach. 

“I could’ve been fucking you on that cruise.” he mischievously smiles at her as he watches the way her pretty tits move. 

“You were sharing a room with my brother.” She hisses as she holds onto his shaft trying to gently ease the pain as she fully sits on him. 

“But you were alone.” He grabs onto her waist and helps her. “You’re so beautiful fuck.” He sits up on her headboard as her palms rest on his chest. Both of their eyes couldn’t help but watch the way he was easily penetrating her. 

“Was touching myself because of you.” She mumbles out as her speed begins to increase.

“What did you say baby?” He almost chokes on his breath as he can feel her fully taking him in. 

“Couldn’t stop thinking of you on that cruise. I needed you to rail the fuck out of me.” She moans louder as she starts to feel his hips meet her. 

“Fuck me. So perfect, Shit.” He quickly turns them around and shoves himself back into her. His hand immediately tightens around her neck and once he is about to pull it away, she keeps his hand on her. 

“Fuck me harder.” She cries out as his arm begins to push her legs up. He spits in between their centres before thrusting as hard as he can. All you could hear was her headboard banging against the wall as his hand continuously choked the fuck out of her. 

“I bet you like getting spanked too huh?” He bites his lip and semi turns her body before slapping her ass. 

“Harry fuck.”

“Come on, baby. Be a good girl and come around my cock.”

“Fuck fuck fuck.” Y/N cries out as her fingernails scratch his back. “Come in my mouth. I want to taste you so bad please.” tears begin to form in her eyes as she continues to clench around his dick. Harry immediately pulls off the condom and helps her sit up on her knees. She absolutely could not feel a thing below her stomach but with Harry’s hard cock in her mouth, she was already closing her eyes and trusting him with everything she was. She’s never been this fucking vulnerable, she was literally about to pass the fuck out. 

She was softly holding onto his thighs but her hands found comfort on his waist as he began to fuck her mouth harder. Harry on the other hand, kept his eyes on how her mouth was taking him in. He watched the way his fingers wrap around her hair tightly as he brought his hips closer and closer until he could feel her gagging on his dick. Without a warning, he immediately pulls out and spills all over her face.

“Why’d you do that?” She opens her eyes and pouts. She was pretty upset how she couldn’t taste him spill into her mouth. So her finger immediately takes a swipe of his spill and puts it in her mouth. Without hesitation, she’s taking his forming soft dick in her hands before softly licking it clean and softly sucking on his balls. She takes his shaft and swipes her cheek once more before licking the rest of his spill from his shaft. 

“You’re going to make me hard again if you keep doing that baby. Might not be as nice as I was this time.” 

“Maybe I want another round?” She gestures him to lie down as she continues to kiss and suck on his cock. 

“Thought it was a one and done.” He softly smiles as he removes some of the hair from her face.

“How about a one and done night?”

“Deal.”

And although they thought this was crossing a line, they already knew the moment their lips touched, they wouldn’t be able to stop.

~

“Wait so he changed his mind!” Nessa laughs as they drive back home. “Bitch how are you at school today? I literally saw you limping at lunch.”

“Shut up.” Y/N mouth widens as she rubs her face. “I don’t know what happened okay? We said one and done but we honestly went a couple of rounds before I had to wake him up so he could drive back home.”

“But is he out of your system? Don’t get me wrong Harry’s a fine guy but like dating wise? He’s been with other girls but somehow always goes back to Carla. They’ve been like that before you and Ryan moved here.” 

“Yeah, he’s out of my system.” Y/N laughs but truth be told, some nights when she can’t sleep, she’ll find herself staring at the ceiling. 

“Why are you guys home so early?” Nessa asks once they step inside the house. There was a good comparison between Nessa and Ryan with Y/N and Harry. First off, Nessa literally saw Ryan as her older brother which meant they were pretty vocal towards each other. Secondly, Nessa was very comfortable at Y/N’s house almost as if this was her second home. 

“Carla and Cassidy are coming over.” Ryan smirks as Harry cleans the living room behind him. “During the party last night, I may have asked if they wanted to come over for a double date game night thing. Mom and Dad are cool with it since it's a Monday which is their date night too.

“Oh have fun.” Y/N buds in and laughs. “Make sure to actually vacuum please. You don’t want the girls finding your crumbs on the carpet.” She takes her jacket off as Nessa follows behind her up the stairs. Harry obviously tried to ignore the fact, she bluntly ignored him. 

“Double date? Damn, you guys really did just fuck and brushed it under the carpet.”

“It meant nothing right. So?” Y/N tries to brush off the topic as she sets her backpack down. “Why won’t you sit down?” “On that bed?” Nessa smiles awkwardly as she glances at the double bed near the wall. 

“I changed the sheets.” Y/N takes her shirt off and replaces it with another loose top. She unzips her pants and wears her black tights instead.

“So should we invite ourselves to their double date?” Nessa raises her eyebrows as she lays down on the bed. 

“No because it’s weird and I don’t want Harry to think I’m jealous.”

“I think you are.”

“Nope, I told you I don’t like him like that anymore and he’s out of my system.” She tries to ignore the fact, how she swallowed him without hesitation.

“Okay but wouldn’t it be better to prove to yourself you are just by being around him.” And although Y/N wanted to protest that, the two best friends ended up being invited by Ryan to play downstairs anyway. 

“You girls want a refill?” Ryan sits up from the coffee table as he cleans up the empty red cups. Ness, Carla, and Cassidy wanted a new one which made Y/N go help her brother out in the kitchen. 

“Are you having fun?” Ryan asks as he throws the cups in the recycling. Y/N pours the preferred drinks in the new cups as she looks up at her brother. 

“Yeah, I was wondering why you invited Ness and I. Don’t you think we’re cock-blocking?”

“Harry suggested you guys hang out with us while we played games. More competition is fun y’know. Plus you and Nessa can leave whenever.”

“Oh cool. Thanks, I guess?” 

“Yup.” He grabs two cups as she does. She couldn’t help but notice how Ryan suddenly started cheering. “Yeah, Styles get it! Woooo!” Y/N turns her eyes to notice Harry and Carla making out on the floor by the coffee table. 

“Are you guys dating again?” Cassidy laughs as she tries not to watch them make out.

“Sure.” Carla pulls away and pecks his cheek. Nerissa was just watching Y/N’s reaction and she knew it was a bad one. 

“Y/N could you walk me to the car? Appa just texted me and he’s wondering where I am. I forgot it was his birthday.” Nessa speaks up.

“Oh shit.” Y/N was clueless of her excuse. Which thankfully made her seem more genuinely in a rush to get out of the room. She sets the drinks on the table before going upstairs with Ness.

“How did you forget it was Appa’s birthday, Ness?” 

“I don’t know.” She packs her things up. “Why don’t you come with me? He’s gonna blow his cake soon.”

“Oh, I don’t want-”

“Come.” And if there was one thing Y/N knew well about Nessa, it was that she wouldn’t ever forget it was Appa’s birthday, especially if she just celebrated it a couple of months ago. Without a fight to say no, Y/N immediately grabs a hoodie as they walk down the stairs. 

“Ryan, I’m going to Ness’ to celebrate Appa’s birthday. I’ll be home soon before Mom and Dad comes home.”

“Oh okay.” Ryan waves at his sister as his arms rests on Cassidy’s shoulder. 

“Bye guys!” Ness and Y/N wave as they both exit the house immediately. Harry stays unbothered as he takes another sip of his beer. 

“Thank you for getting me the fuck out of there.” 

“It’s okay. We don’t actually have to leave you know. It’s 6 PM, I can drive the car to a different neighbourhood and you can cry all about him there.”

“I love you.” Y/N begins to tear up. 

“I love you too.”

~

“What’s Tom doing here?” Ryan’s eyes are in shock as he watches his sister hold hands with the familiar boy. What’s confusing is that Y/N went to Ness’ for a birthday. 

“He just wanted to come over.” She smiles innocently as she waves hi to the same party. It was just about 7 PM and the double date duo was watching an unfamiliar movie on TV. Nessa called Tom and Y/N had to explain their situation. Although he didn’t really want to do it. He knew Y/N wanted to prove something to the Harry guy. So as long as they didn’t do anything romantic or weird that would cross his boundaries, Tom was okay with it. 

“Aw, I didn’t know you were dating Thomas?” Cassidy smiles as she walks in with a bowl of popcorn. She hands it to Carla who is cuddling up against Harry on one of the sofas.

“We aren’t dating.” They both look at each other and laugh. Tom shakes his head and pulls Y/N up the stairs instead. 

Once the pair is gone, the dates begin to watch their movie again. “Ryan, you really don’t care if your sister is by herself with that boy?” Carla laughs as she feeds herself and Harry popcorn.

“I’m definitely not going to interfere with that, they’re probably doing the nasty already.” His eyes widen as he stuffs more popcorn down his mouth and although, Harry was keeping his eyes on the screen, there wasn’t anything sitting well with him knowing the girl he was with on the weekend was already in somebody else’s arms. 

The goal was to get each other out of their systems, why the fuck are they so jealous then?

great plan Vanessa. 

Part deux ici 

[tokusmuts]

Well I was wondering if you can make a Ayuri Kono x Marie Iitoyo x Reader Threesome smut, with lots of lesbian action and this may be a bit extreme but if you can maybe add a lot of foot fetish/worship where the two girls also have a fetish with each other’s feet

Okay, I finished it! So sorry for all the long delays but hope you can still enjoy it!

After a long time...

Characters: Ayuri Konno x Marie Iitoyo x Hidden Male Character

Category: Threesome, Foot fetish, lesbian, breastfeeding, anal sex,

P/s: This is the first time I write sex for foot so I cannot make sure if it's good or not

“Wanna have a competition to see who can swim 10 laps faster while waiting for him to come home, Marie?”

"I'll let you swim two laps first!"

"You're a bit overconfident, and you'll lose!"

"Let's see, sis!"

Ayuri and Marie, as usual, found temporary pleasures together while waiting for me to finish my work at the company, this time a swimming competition in my rather spacious indoor swimming pool. The two girls were swimming and playing as a way to relieve the heat outside. Ayuri is no longer in showbiz, so I have more time to have sex with her than Marie - an actress who is still involved in many projects, so whenever there is a chance, the two sisters are very happy together. Moreover, if it weren't for these occasions, I wouldn't have had the chance to make love to Marie. I'm still on my way home but watching the CCTV from the swimming pool, I can see that today will be a day when I will be able to work at full capacity with these two girls. Today they both chose red-pink tones for their bikinis but while Ayuri opted for a two-piece bikini, Marie opted for a simple bikini. But that doesn't matter because when I go to bed I will take them all off. Although Marie's time at home is very short, neither she nor I feel too fond of Marie thanks to Ayuri. Even though Ayuri is the sister, she is still a 25-year-old girl and only one year older than Marie, and her body is still very energetic and helps me to satisfy every night to back to work with Marie tomorrow morning. Speaking of Marie, I can only talk about when we had to do quickies at work. Fortunately, no one has noticed until now because Marie still needs to save face with her partner since I am still her manager, and even if they're all quickies, they're still enough for both of us to satisfy each other without having to make love properly when Marie still has a lot of schedules

Returning home after a long trip, I entered the house and still saw the two girls playing non-stop in the swimming pool. Both of them saw me and greeted me excitedly, if it was normal, I would also mingle with the two girls right now, but in this tired state, I have to eat and drink to regain my strength first. The two girls each got a towel out of the pool and then put on an oversized shirt to wait for dinner. After taking a shower, I rushed to cook dinner, and tonight's dinner was also quite fast because I was also more hungry than usual. The meal was just over when I got a call from Marie's partner (I'm still her manager, basically). After that, I went to the bedroom and took off all my clothes to prepare to take a shower, but still did not forget to tell the two girls who were still watching TV in the living room.

“You two will want to warm up before I get to work!”

Hearing my signal, the two girls happily ran straight into the room and then went to bed to give each other their first kisses. It seemed that the two of them had been waiting to do this for a long time, but because Marie was always busy, it had been a long time since they could kiss passionately like this again, moreover, they would groan together in a little later when I entered the game so they were more excited to kiss each other. Slowly two oversize shirts were also taken off and lying on the floor. Their hands began to caress each other's bodies, and while Marie stimulated Ayuri's cunt from outside the bikini, Ayuri couldn't stop massaging Marie's plump butt.

“You know where only you can make me moan the most, right?” - Ayuri said between kisses

“How could I forget, honey? But do you want me to go down there that soon?” - Marie looked at Ayuri affectionately

“We're warming up, so I want to moan soon so he will have to come out with us!” - Ayuri said god to Marie and turned her eyes towards the bathroom

Marie understood Ayuri's meaning but did not rush down there immediately, but kissed along Ayuri's body and then reached Ayuri's secret grave for Marie - her legs. Before marrying me, the two girls had attachments to each other's feet. So every time they make love, they stimulate each other's legs first to make the other unable to stand it any longer and then proceed to bring each other to orgasm. But Ayuri hadn't felt that way in a long time, so when the opportunity came, she wanted to do it as soon as possible. Marie even though she hasn't done this for a long time, is still too skilful, she starts with a lick along the soles of her feet that makes Ayuri's body twitch, then Marie takes care of each toe carefully one by one which made her start to let out soft moans

“Ah…that’s right, Marie…more…ah”

True to Ayuri's plan, those groans entered the bathroom and reached my ears. I was quite surprised that Ayuri was playing back so early, but obviously, these groans were just the beginning so I took a leisurely bath. In the bedroom, Marie still showed no signs of stopping while Ayuri was getting closer and closer to her limit. Ayuri's craving was getting closer and closer, and I didn't have to wait long for that moment

“Darling…ah…come out with us…ah…I can’t take it anymore…ah”

That's the sound I've been waiting for. My whole body is now clean and I don't use towels anymore but go to the bedroom with my naked body. I picked up Marie and pushed Ayuri down on the bed with Marie, I also lay between the two girls. I kissed Ayuri who was in a daze first and then turned to Marie. Then I put my hand behind Marie's back and unclip her bra, Marie's breasts were released so I couldn't wait any longer and went to suck them, feeling my wife's breasts after a long time is really different. Ayuri also took off her bra herself and brought her breasts close to my mouth, the offer was hard to refuse so I sucked on both nipples at the same time as they continued to exchange kisses. Ayuri's cunt was soaked in pink panties after her toes were cared for by Marie. And Marie, after her breasts were well cared for, began to moan and her cunt began to get wet. Ayuri's panties were easier to take off, so I crawled down and pressed my face against Ayuri's cunt first and coordinated with Marie to take off her panties. Above the two girls pulled each other into the next kiss which made my head stuck even more underneath. Ayuri's thighs clamped my head back so I could enjoy her cunt more while my fingers went inside Marie's cunt. Once the two lips parted, there were only continuous moans, two tones of groaning voices resounding throughout the room just as the two girls wanted. Even though I sucked on Ayuri's cunt every day, there was never a time when I didn't feel the urge to bury myself in it to be given that milky liquid by her. Her pussy, her ass, and her legs are the places where she can climax the fastest, and stimulating them is my favourite thing to do.

"Ayuri, let's shoot me in the mouth" - I said between sucks

“Yes…I can’t take it…ah...anymore...ah” - Ayuri said while being attacked by both Marie and me

Being attacked so hard, Ayuri could only groan and then spit the liquid continuously into my mouth, the sweet taste still inside the liquid. Even though Ayuri had just had an orgasm, she continued to suck on Marie's breasts, and I also turned to Marie's cunt and inserted 3 fingers inside Ayuri's cunt, so I also enjoyed her secretions. Marie has the same sweet taste, but since it's been a long time since I've tasted it, it feels like Marie's juice is better than Ayuri's. Above the two girls still couldn't stop kissing, so I inserted the fingers of my free hand into Marie's cunt and crept up to break the two girls' unfinished kiss and replace it with kisses. my alternate kiss.

“Now, which one of you wants to be filled first?” - I said but still didn't slow down my fingers in and out below

“Ah…Marie goes first…I think she looks like she's about to shoot…ah” Ayuri said between groans.

“That's right…ah…I'm not going to take it anymore…ah” - Marie continued

I put my dick inside Marie's cunt and started pushing hard. Marie's breasts bounced back and forth between thrusts which motivated me to push harder, I buried my face in Marie's breasts while Marie sucked on Ayuri's breasts. The room was now only for moans, the slap of flesh, and even the sounds of sucking lips. My cock's kicks were only getting faster and stronger, making both of them almost reach their limit.

“I'm going to cum Marie…ah” - I too have to moan at this wonderful pleasure

“Hurry up and fill me up, honey…Kimochi…ah” - Marie replied

So I shot into Marie, and the waves of sperm came rushing in like it was shot out of a six-barreled gun. Meanwhile, Ayuri couldn't take it anymore and shot more liquid into my hand and fell on the bed. I raised my hand and licked what Ayuri gave me with utmost enjoyment before I turned Ayuri's body around and lifted her hips.

"Now it's your turn to be filled, Ayuri!"

“Come on baby…ah…I want you so much!”

My cock, still covered with both my and Marie's fluid, was brought right into Ayuri's ass and I started to smack Ayuri hard, making her moan. Marie had just been filled so her whole body was exhausted, but when she was just lying there, I put my fingers in to continue to get more fluid from Marie, and the two girls continued to moan loudly. Marie then knelt with me and brought my head to her breast to suck her nipple. Ayuri's asshole has been a place I've filled her insides all along, but this time it will have to share rations with Marie. Even so, I shot inside just enough for Ayuri to fill up and let her lie there panting before turning and filling Marie's insides. It's been a long time since I've been able to cling to Marie's fragile body to be Doggy. I pounded Marie's ass while squeezing one of her breasts while Ayuri enjoyed the other. After filling up Marie, I tiredly lay down with the two girls, my mouth still couldn't leave the red and pink nipples.

[xbadgerbearx]

i guess they are pretty funky

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Can’t Sleep: [2] … [4]

Your team prepared themselves as you started your journey to your new destination. You and Abner were talking about random things as you walked.

"You really like the dots?" Abner timidly asked.

"Are you kidding? Of course! You're so colorful," you said quietly with a smile.

Abner smiled to himself before motioning to your outfit. "I like your uniform too, it suits you. It makes your eyes stand out."

"Thank you! Ya know, I always thought you had a really nice nose- whoa, Abner, are you doing alright?" You cut yourself as you faced Abner for the first time during this walking session. He had those glowing dots on his face again.

"Oh! Those?" He was nervously covering his face. "Don't worry about-" splat. Abner tripped over a rogue tree root and fell face first into the mud. As you went to help pick him up, Flag turned around.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Everyone turned around to look at you two, well, minus Cleo, but she was sitting on a fallen tree almost asleep.

"We're tired, Colonel. We need a rest," she whined.

"Goddamn hobbyists," muttered Chris.

Soria turned to Flag, "We cannot stop. We need to hurry if you're going to help my people."

"Hey," DuBois intervened. "We're not here to help your people. But she's right, we gotta keep moving."

"I carry friend?"

"It's okay, Nanaue," Cleo said before turning to Abner. "It's happening to his face again."

"It's nothing, I tripped," he brushed off.

"Hey," Peacemaker said as he shoved Abner back. "Norman Bates, if that shit's contagious, we need to know."

"It's not," Abner tried moving forward before he was pushed again.

"What is it?"

"What's your deal, Chris? Stop pushing people around before I turn into something you're really not gonna like. And what's up with the obscure references?" You were getting fed up with Chris' bullshit.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"I don't know, how about your dead father? The one that killed himself in front of you when you were a kid?"

"How do you-"

"You'd be surprised how much your mom loved recording all your childhood achievements. Your fifth birthday—ring a bell?" Peacemaker had an unreadable expression on his face as you got in his face and lowered your voice. "You wouldn't believe how much information you can get on your hands if you're able to disguise yourself as a high ranking employee in Belle Reve."

Before any of you could make the situation worse, Abner cleared the tension with a sigh.

"It's a... it's an interdimensional virus."

"Fuck is that?" Peacemaker asked after seemingly forgetting what just happened. You think he was trying to not think about it.

"My mother was a scientist at S.T.A.R Labs, and she was obsessed with turning me and my brother and sisters into superheroes."

"Oh, Abner," you softly said as you placed a hand on his arm. Peacemaker looked between the two of you with a hard expression.

"She infected me. Now, if I don't expel the dots twice a day..."

DuBois asked, "Then what?"

Abner made a face that was hard to read as he said, "They'll eat me alive." He then chuckled dryly as if he himself couldn't believe it.

"What happened to your brother and sisters?" Flag questioned.

"Some lived. Some... died."

Cleo, now standing, asked, "And your mom, where is she now?"

Abner looked to you before turning to his team.

"Almost everywhere."

Everyone just looked at Krill for a few moments.

"Okay," Flag turned around. "Let's move out."

"Come on, we must hurry, or we'll be late to meet my contact," Soria ushered.

Sooner or later, well, later, you made your way to this blockade where a driver in a large van was being investigated. During your trip Abner had to expel the dots, and although he was embarrassed about the situation, you and Cleo tried keeping his mind off it. The soldiers surrounded the van after a minute and started banging on the door. That was your cue.

Peacemaker started taking people out with a silenced pistol, Bloodsport shot with his arm crossbow, and King Shark ate a guy. The rest of the team moved from their hiding spots once the soldiers were dealt with. Success.

Bloodsport banged on the van's window before asking, "Are you Milton?"

The driver choked out a tearful "Si."

After Soria directed him to a nearby pull off spot, you started looking at the contents in the boxes that were pulled out.

"Milton will drive you through town and to La Gatita Amable. There are clothes in the boxes for all of you so you can blend in." Cleo started putting on a random pair of sunglasses as you pulled out a fedora. Soria continued, "That said, the walking tiburon is gonna have to stay out of sight."

"I wear disguise," Nanaue said.

"Ohhh," Cleo drawled. "You're going to wear a disguise?"

"Si."

"Hey, he's learnin' Spanish," Peacemaker said offhandedly.

"And what kind of disguise?"

"Fake mustache," he said smugly.

"Yeah," DuBois interrupted as he moved more boxes. "Fake mustache isn't gonna cut it, mate."

"Aww come on," you cooed. "What if he wears a hat?" The fedora you picked up earlier was now sitting on the King of the Ocean's head.

"You still look exactly like yourself."

"That's the worst fake mustache I've ever seen," Chris added.

"And if you had fooled us, we'd have to kill you, shark-shaped bloke with a mustache creepin' up on us like that."

"FUCK!" Nanaue yelled as he stomped off. You snickered before turning to Abner with some clothes in your hand.

"What do you think?"

"Hmm? Oh, those look nice, although I saw something in another box that I thought you might like. Let me go get it."

As he walked away towards another box, you dropped the clothes you were holding as your face softened. Someone saw something and thought of you? That hasn't happened for a very long time. You started sifting thoughtfully through a nearby box when he came back.

"Here," he showed you the clothes. "I hope you like it." It was sweet how anxious he was getting over this. He must not socialize often.

Taking the clothes from him, you observed the material. It was... actually really good. It was something you would've loved to wear if you weren't forced to wear that stupid prison outfit, and it looked like it'd fit.

"Abner, this is great! It's a lot better than what I was originally going with," you laughed. "Oh! Here, I saw these pants and thought it would match the shirt you picked up."

"Thank you," he said shyly.

"I'm gonna change over there. Stand watch, please?"

How could he say no to you? "Of course," he said while respectfully turning around. As he waited, Peacemaker appeared.

"(L/n) around?"

"Huh?" Abner said, startled from Chris's sudden presence. "Uh, yeah, they went over there to change into their disguise. I'm looking out for them."

"Oh, you're looking out for them? Well look out for this, Patrick Bateman," Peacemaker wasn't looking so peaceful as he leaned in towards Abner. Dropping his voice, he continued. "I don't know what you think is going on between you two, but leave it, you understand me? Why would The Mimic want to go for someone as lame as you? You throw polka dots at people?" Peacemaker scoffed before finishing, "Quit getting in my way, or else."

Stay away from you? There was no way he could do that. You were seemingly the only person who liked him, and now he would have to end that? Fuck that.

Abner, admittedly with a little less confidence than what he hoped for, challenged him. "Or else what?"

Gosh, three words and his heart was already pumping.

"Excuse me?" Chris raised a brow.

Luckily before anything could be done, you emerged oblivious from the jungle while dawning your new attire. Your uniform was neatly folded and tucked under your arm. Both men looked at you and... wow. Abner was speechless. Literally. For the second time within you knowing him, you made his breath hitch.

"You look stunning," Peacemaker quickly said before Abner had a chance. That wouldn't really matter since your response was quite the cockblocker.

"Thanks! Abner picked it out for me," you smiled. You even gave a twirl to show off the outfit to your teammates. Abner just looked at you with such affection in his eyes.

"Anyways, your turn," you ordered as you took Krill's watching place so he could change. Peacemaker tried making some move on you, but you were clueless. Instead, you went into Mission Mode™ and discussed some tactics and strategies you could implement. Sighing, Chris humored you and joined your planning. Not too long later, Abner walked out with his disguise on.

"I'm not sure about this," he said while standing awkwardly.

"You look like an idio-"

"You look great!" you voiced over Peacemaker. "I love those pants on you."

"Really?"

"Yeah," you laughed. "They're funky."

"I-" Krill let out a laugh of his own. "Yeah, I guess they are pretty funky."

"Alright, well, we've gotta get back to the van," you announced while walking away. Abner blindly followed you with a dumb little smile on his face while leaving Chris just standing there in disbelief.

[arlothia]

Bulgasal Fix-It Brainstorming

❗Attention everyone who watched the kdrama ‘Bulgasal’! Did you come out of it feeling like it could have been better? Especially the whole backstory from 1000 years ago? Then you may be entitled to brainstorming compensation!❗

So the other night, @smylealong and I had a fabulous time brainstorming how that whole deal between the characters 1000 years ago could have been more engaging and made more sense.

But before we start, let’s see what we’re working with:

Lady Bulgasal (LB) encounters the kids, her maternal instincts kick in, and she abandons Hwal for a time to be with them as they grow up.

Ok Eul Tae (OET) was the sickly/insane son of the ruler of the area, killed his brother, tried to kill the kids who witnessed it, saw LB, and then some time later during that attack, got OG (original) Hwal (whom he’d never met before) out of there and was like “Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but here’s my soul, so Bulgasal me maybe!”

It’s just so…..lackluster. Both Lea and I were hoping for so much more as we watched the drama. Not to mention we were expecting there to be more between OET and Do Yun in the past since OET was SO very attached to him in modern day.

So we made it better!

I’m putting this under a cut because it got a little long :P

First off, we’re not going to have LB meet the kids when they’re that little. Let’s make them the actual grandkids of the Shaman Lady and she raises them.

One day, the sister, Min Si Ho (MSH) (who’s still young, not quite as old as we see her in modern day) is in the woods and is attacked by a random monster. In comes LB who attacks and kills the monster. MSH then runs up and hugs her savior. This is TOTALLY not what LB was expecting from her next snack and thus a bond is made.

BUT!! Because any sort of relationship between a monster (let alone a Bulgasal) and a human is completely taboo, she keeps it from OG Hwal. She keeps an eye on the kids (she meets Do Yun through MSH) and maybe keeps it a secret by saying she’s going on “hunting trips” or whatever…

Now skipping over to OET, his brother (the favorite son) is a COMPLETE bully to him and even goes so far as to beat him up sometimes. After one such incident, OET is left alone in the wilderness and Do Yun finds him, brings him back home, and nurses him back to health.

While under his care, OET sees LB and sees her fast healing powers (she gets cut or something and it heals in a matter of seconds). He doesn’t necessarily know that she’s a Bulgasal, but he knows she’s some kind of monster and the wheels start turning and the plot to murder his brother in revenge is kicked into gear.

See, OET is the kind of guy who doesn’t like sharing, and seeing how this powerful being is friends with his newfound friend (the only person who’s ever been nice to him in the history of his life), he doesn’t want to share him and figures Do Yun will dump his sickly butt at some point because who needs him when you have a powerful monster lady?

A short time later, OET is in the forest planning how he’s going to frame LB for the murder of his brother after he kills him on a hunt that’s coming up. When wouldn’t you know it! A random monster comes out and attacks him! Now it’s OG Hwal’s turn to come in and attack the monster.

A powerful backhand sends the monster flying back against a tree, dropping close to where OET is cowering in fear and not a little bit of awe. OET scrambles to grab his knife and plunge it into the monster who’s not quite dead yet and kills it himself.

OET then looks up at OG Hwal with a certain amount of glee in his eyes at the kill and admiration for this powerful being in front of him. OET becomes Fanboy #1 and OG Hwal is taken aback by this. He’s never been met with anything but fear and horror before; never anything positive. So it kinda feels…nice to be revered and worshiped instead of feared and hunted.

So OG Hwal takes OET under his wing in a sense, though not quite as close as LB and the kiddos. And, once again, because it’s taboo for monsters and humans to have a relationship, he keeps it hush-hush from LB. So both Bulgasal have secret humans they’re keeping from the other. They can be kind of foils for each other in this sense.

Now, being the bloodthirsty duo from hell, OET is like “hey, I want to kill my brother and frame this other monster for it!” to which OG Hwal is like “That’s my boy!”

However, OET doesn’t know LB is a Bulgasal but knows that OG Hwal is. OET may be insane, but knowingly making plans with a Bulgasal to kill another Bulgasal is just…not smart.

But then one day, maybe the day of the hunt, everything starts crashing down because of the girl’s power to see peoples’ pasts. OET comes to say goodbye for a bit as he’s going off on the hunt and the girl winds up touching his hand and sees him with OG Hwal (whom she recognizes as a Bulgasal), sees that OET is planning on murdering his brother, and that he’s planning on framing LB.

Let’s say that she doesn’t put all this together at first, so OET has time to leave and get to the hunt. But soon after, she tells LB what she saw and as far as they know, OG Hwal knows OET is planning on framing her. She figures OG Hwal found out about her precious humans, feels betrayed, and IT. IS. ON!!

Cue an epic confrontation.

LB (assuming he already knows), lets spill about her humans and now it’s OG Hwal’s turn to feel betrayed because she’s been spending so much time with them instead of him. She’s choosing the “peaceful life” and is walking away from her identity as a Bulgasal.

So they each try to kill the others’ humans, and the hunting party led by OET’s dad shows up to add to the mayhem.

OG Hwal kills the siblings, lays the curse that he does in the canon (and everyone else is pretty much toast at this point, too), gets seriously injured, and OET is able to get him away while LB is injured/mourning the loss of her kiddos. And then the transferring of Bulgasal-ness happens.

Skip forward 400 years:

So Hwal is now born a human and his wife and son are the reincarnations of the humans that he hated in his past life (gotta love the irony!).

During that hunt, OET goes after the wife and son because those two were the reason everything went bad all those years before. Now, the son is the reincarnation of his former friend, but OET is a bag full of crazy and hatred at the moment and doesn’t initially recognize the kid as his former friend. This can lead to remorse/guilt/etc. later when he encounters him again in the current timeline.

But anyway, OET kills them. And let’s say that OET has done lots of research on Bulgasals in the past centuries so he’s learned about the whole transfer of Bulgasal-ness and stuff like that. So we can even fit in the logic of “if I kill your wife and son and make you think LB did it then you’ll kill her and take her Bulgasal-ness!” Because even after ALL this time he still wants to frame her AND get rid of those pesky humans AND get Hwal back to being a Bulgasal. So this is a win/win/win situation for him right now!

But there’s a snag: Hwal doesn’t have OG Hwal’s memories and he also doesn’t have the bloodthirst that connected them before. Because it’s LB’s Bulgasal-ness in Hwal now. And, you know, having just killed his loved ones, OET figures that right now isn’t the best time to be like “hey buddy!” as Hwal would INSTANTLY hate him.

So instead, OET keeps sending reincarnated monsters Hwal’s way for the next 600 years to try and kickstart that bloodthirst that they bonded over all those years. But alas for him, it just doesn’t work…

Now for some general housekeeping:

and at this point we can’t remember what the drama actually said about the following points or what was just inferred, so we’re just going to put it here even if we’re reiterating what the drama already said…

-Why did Sang Un get into a trance when monsters attacked?

I always figured it was latent bloodthirstiness. She’s still got some sort of Bulgasal-ness in her (a whisper of a vestige of a memory of it) and it took over when she was attacked. Maybe something similar happened to Hwal 600 years ago when he was fighting monsters 🤷‍♀️

-That Black Hole!

OET has that black hole in his chest because he’s a human born with a soul that has now been ripped away and replaced with Bulgasal-ness. That hole is where his soul should be - as a former human, his body still has the memory/space/whatever for one. And after one more round of musical chairs, that soul is in Sang Un, so every time she’s seriously injured, he feels it. And we would make this more consistent because it very much was NOT in the drama!!

The reason Hwal doesn’t have the black hole when his soul was taken is because he is the OG Bulgasal. So essentially, the soul never really belonged to the body it was in. Thus, ripping it apart wouldn’t cause a black hole.

-Sang “Can’t Touch This” Un and OET

The reason OET can’t attack Sang Un without his black hole hurting like an S of a B, is because Sang Un’s twin sister put a freaking curse on OET as she was dying. I mean, remember when OG Hwal was cursing everyone (“you’re going to lose your arm, you’re going to be blind, blah blah blah”) and that all happened in their next lives, so curses are a thing y’all!!

But not only that, because they were born as twins, the whisper of Bulgasal-ness was split between them. So when one half of it was killed, the other half bore a powerful grudge. And a Bulgasal’s grudge, no matter how weak the power is, is a powerful thing. So Bulgasal’s grudge + Bulgasal’s curse = you are screwed my friend!! Not only can OET not touch her without getting hurt, but ANY time she gets hurt he feels it, so he can’t just send a goon off to do it for him.

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So there we have it, our very own fix-it brainstorming session put in a more legible format :P

Sound off on your thoughts on this or any other ideas you have to fix the aspects of the drama that were less than stellar.

[nights-legacy]

Trading 3 angrys for 1? - Bakugo Katsuki

   Help and Hide Series. Bakugo Edition

   Kirishima Ed.  Denki Ed.  Todoroki Ed.  Deku Ed.  Shinso Ed.  Iida Ed.  Aizawa Ed.  Tamaki Ed.   Hawks Ed.  Dabi Ed.  Shiggy Ed.

     + You are a student at UA and the whole class is on a field trip in Tokyo. On a free day, you all went out and you ran into to old “friends” and things go south. While trying to get away from them, you spot the token hot head of the class and decide to take your chances with this angry person over the angry people chasing you and are you pleasantly surprised. 

Note: My first My Hero Academia imagine!!! Let me know it you want a part two of this and I was thinking of making this a headcanon type for some of the other MHA/BNHA guys too. What do you think??

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      “Over here Mina! I found those little things you’re obsessed with!” I called over to the pink skin girl.

       “Yay! Lemme see! Lemme see!” She came barreling over and nearly ran into me and the table. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. She squealed and call Jirio over to show her. I walked over to another street vendor. Our class was on a field trip in Tokyo and we were given a free day. Everyone agreed on going out and seeing the scene.

       “Ah! Don’t throw squid at me Kaminari!” I heard Deku scream and laughed at the context before turning to see said electric boy chasing the broccoli with a squid arm. I burst out laughing, holding my stomach. I shook my head before wandering farther down the street.

        I was originally from Tokyo before I moved to attend UA. My family are not insanely rich but we are well off. My parents own a house in both Tokyo and Musutafu as well as vacation homes or condos in different parts of the world. I wandered away from most of the class and I really wish I hadn’t.

      “Oi! Lookie here, dudes. It’s Lee’s younger sister Y/N.” A chill went up my spine as I froze from the familiar voice. I slowly turned around to see my older brother’s former three best friends with wicked smiles on their faces.

      I hadn’t seen them since my brother cast them out of his life. He found out that they were bullying me behind his back for god knows how long and immediately cut ties with them. He only found out because I missed covering up an unmistakable wounds from their quirks. He was mad at me for not telling him but was more concerned for me in the long run.

      “H-hey g-guys.” I stuttered, mentally berating myself for being so scared. I’m training to be a Pro-Hero for god sakes! I tried to steel myself against the incoming assault but couldn’t help but inwardly shake.

      “Aw. Is wittle Y/N scared?” Kei, the leader of them teased. “Well you should be bitch!”

     “You cost us advantage with your brother!” Haru yelled as he jerked forward, grabbing my bicep hard. I yelped and he shook me. “Shut up.”

     “We could never…‘talk’…to you about it because Lee never let us near you again. And it became even harder when you went off to that Hero school. You didn’t even give us a chance.” Kei gave me a smirk when he said talk, meaning something completely different the actual definition. “We could have worked things out.”

      “In more ways than one.” Aaron eyed me up and down. “You sure have grown up, little sis.” Kei rolled his eyes and hit him in the chest hard. Aaron looked at him offended while Kei just gave him a ‘really’ look.

      “I’m sure we could have but…” I gulped as I saw Haru activate his laser quirk. “I really have to go right now.” I pointed behind me. “Gotta catch up with the rest of my c-class.” I tried to pull away but was pulled back hard. I looked at them with fearful eyes.

      “Not just yet, bitch!” They laughed and looked at each other amused. I looked around at the people around us. There are not too many people close so I decided to use my quirk. I have a light and shadow quirk.

      “I really have to go.” I said in a firm voice. They looked at me surprised and I gave them a blinding flash. The grip on my arm immediately disappeared and they all covered their eyes as they yelped. I took off running back in the direction of the rest.

      “Get back here!” Kei yelled. I obviously ignored him. I ran and avoid people easily with my high agility. I stopped to take a breath and see how far they were behind me. At first I could only hear them and other people yelling at them but I saw them finally a ways back.

      “Shit, shit, shit.” I mumbled looking around for anyone I knew or something to hide behind. I finally caught sight of Bakugo a few yards away. I bit my lip and wondered if it was worth asking the angry Pomeranian for help against the anger musketeers. When I saw the three close I didn’t think twice. “Ah!”

      I ran over to the explosive boy and quickly grabbed his arm, dragging him over to the close by building.

     “What the hell!” He screamed at me. I flinched but looked back towards the others.

     “Sh, sh! Please, shh!” I tried to shush him but he growled at me.

     “What the hell do you think you’re doing you damn strobe light?” I wanted to giggle at his nickname for me but there was no time. I caught sight of his hoodie around his waist and ripped it off of him. “Hey!”

     “Please, just…I...ah!” I saw them closer now. I yanked the hoodie over my head and made sure the hood was up. I then did the unthinkable without even thinking. I grabbed Bakugo by the collar of his shirt and backed up. My back him the wall and I pulled him close and into kiss before he could even protest.

      “Wha…” He mumbled against my lips, hands falling tense on both sides of my head. He tried to pull away but my grip was vice.

     “Where is that little bitch! I am going to beat her to a pulp when I get my hands on her.” I heard Kei growl from right near us. “She will be so messed up that she won’t even be able to go to brother to rat this time.” I whimpered against Bakugo’s lips and my grip on his shirt tightened. I felt Bakugo stop fighting me.

     “I say we don’t even let her be able to do anything at all when were done with her.” Haru chipped.

     I don’t know what happened but Bakugo relaxed and leant into me. He moved his hands so one of his forearms rested next to my head and the other moved to my hip. What shocked me most is when he started kissing me back. We slowly started to actually kiss each other making the scene more authentic.

     “Come on, let’s check this way.” Aaron said and I heard them move on only slightly, more focused on the man kissing me then the men who were chasing me. I expected Bakugo to pull away as soon as they were gone but it seemed like he moved in even closer, continuing our soft make out session. We only pulled away when we both ran out of breath.

    “Wow.” I said was gasping for the breath he stole. I saw a small smirk grace his lips. “I think they’re gone now.” I whispered. Bakugo chuckled at my comment.

      “Yeah.” He rasped out before leaning back in, starting another make out session. I don’t know how long we were here but we were only brought back out when we heard a chorus of surprised yells come from Kami and Kiri.

     “Woah! Bakubro! L/N! What’s this pleasant development?” Kami asked while adding kissing noises on the end of his question. Bakugo pulled away and dropped his head a little groaning.

     “Dudes! I didn’t know you had a thing for each other!” Kiri exclaimed. :That’s totally awesome.

      “At least there’s someone out there that can deal with your angry ass, Bakugo.” Kami teased.

      “Shut it you damn extras!” Bakugo yelled over his shoulder. I giggled. He smirked when he turned back to me. He reached up and pushed the hood down and pulled my hair from the hoodie, brushing it out lightly with his fingers. He suddenly placed his hand at the juncture of my neck and pecked my lips. “Keep it on.”

       “Okay.” I said softly. He smiled for real before throwing an arm over my shoulder.

       “Come on you idiots! Let go find the rest of our dumb class. It’s getting close to time to head back.” We started walking and they conversation quickly changed comments. As we walked by an off shot of the street, I flinched when I heard their voice again. I felt Bakugo pull me tighter against him and rub his hand up and down my arm in comfort. He leant down to whisper in my ear. “When we get back to the hotel, I want to tell me what just happened and what those douchebags did to you. Is that okay?”

         “Yeah, that’s okay.” I whispered back. He hummed and smiled before pecking the side of my head and nuzzling my hair. I almost got whiplash by how soft he was being to me but reveled in this side of Bakugo that I was quickly beginning to love. Well, more than I already loved this explosion boy. He just didn’t know that yet.

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Moral of the Story. Chapter Five.

Summary: Marrying too young out of highschool leads to a naive and failed marriage. Now 10 years later, word comes that the divorce was never actually completed. Bucky and Y/N have to come back together after all these years to settle what wasn’t all those years back. Passive attitudes, miscommunicated endings, and reminiscing of old loves and lives all comes back for the two.

Pairing: Bucky x Y/N

Word Count: 3200+

Chapter Five:

Once the meeting was done and over, Bucky and Y/N both left at the same time. Bucky was kind enough to hold the door open for her as they made their way back to the street, but Y/N’s goal was to get back to her car as quick as possible. So she gave him a curt thank you and moved quickly to leave. 

“Y/N!” Bucky shouted just as she was less than 10 feet away. She paused with a cringe on her face before turning back to him. He was walking hesitantly to catch up with her. “Listen, I know it’s been a few years.”

“A few is an understatement,” she mumbled and he heard, but decided to move on. 

“I just- I,” he stuttered. What the hell was he doing? “Would you want to get coffee? Catch up some? I-,” Before he could finish, she cut him off. 

“Listen, as great as that sounds,” she tried to say nicely, but he could see the nerves in her face. “I actually have plans right after this.” He deflated some in his spot. She noticed and though she thought she wouldn’t care if she hurt him after all these years, something deep down proved that thought was wrong. “I-I just haven’t seen my family in a while, and the little time I have left here this weekend, I wanted to spend time with them where I could.”

“Right, right,” Bucky tried to brush off unbothered, but failed. “I’m sure your dad misses you, and you him.”

“Yeah, it’s been a few years. That and I haven’t been back in the city in 10 years, so I have a lot to catch up on,” she nodded. 

“Wait, you haven’t been back here in 10 years?” he asked shocked. He thought she had a least been in town throughout the years. Even if he hadn’t seen her. 

“Um, yeah. I kinda…” she hesitated, but figured where would the truth hurt? “Guess I wasn’t ever really ready to get back here.” Bucky knew what she meant even if she wasn’t saying it verbatim, and it hurt his heart knowing he was the cause. Well, I guess both of them were, not just him. “That plus starting up Horizon, it was hard the first few years. But the family still sees each other for the holidays.”

“That’s right. Colorado,” Bucky nodded. 

Y/N had kept forgetting for some reason that Bucky and her father were with each other at least once a week most of the time. Always hanging out and doing guy things, or really, father and son types of things. Meaning he knew of, if not actually knew, Sherri, Denise, John, and Chloe too. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t know about the yearly Colorado trip. 

“Right,” Y/N nodded with pursed lips, putting it all together and Bucky realized. 

“Oh, God sorry. I promise I’m not stalking you, it’s just your dad and I-” he started to defend his knowledge. 

“It’s fine James, really,” she said with a wave of her hand and a slight chuckle. One he never expected coming from her. And the name… He wasn’t sure the last time he heard her say Bucky. As soon as they decided to bring an end to their relationship, that nickname never passed her lips again. “I know you and my dad are close.”

“You’re not upset at that?” he asked, slightly confused. 

“I’m not evil. No matter how much you may think,” she mumbled the last part. “I-I… I know the relationship you two share. You’ve had it since the beginning of time practically. I wouldn’t dream to take that from either of you.”

Bucky didn’t respond. Because all he could do was look at her with a longing look. God, he missed her. Sure he held some anger from where they ended things, but he had moved on for the most part. Now he just missed his best friend. The girl he grew up loving. From best friends to girlfriend, to eventually fiance and wife. He missed her. Just who she was as a person when resent wasn’t a feeling she had toward you. 

Sure, it was a lot to think back on in just the thought that she still cared for him enough not to banish her father from him, but it spoke volumes for who she was as an individual and he missed that. 

“I mean not that I really have a say in other people’s life, but if I did, I wouldn’t do such a thing,” she looked down, fidgeting in her spot seeing him staring at her like earlier all over again. 

“I know you wouldn’t,” he responded, quickly noticing his stare and looking down at his own shuffling feet. “Well, in that case, I’ll let you go. Thomas has been excited beyond measures to have you home. I won’t keep you from him.”

She nodded as they made eye contact again and started to turn back to her car. But before she could get too far, knowing this may be the last time he sees her again for a while, if not ever, he had to say it. 

“Y/N?” She turned at her name and sent him a questioning look. “I’m glad you’re doing ok. You seem to really be taking the world by storm like you always were going to,” he smiled softly and she blushed some before returning the smile. 

“Thank you, James. You too. You seem like you’re doing some pretty amazing things yourself,” she nodded once. 

They didn’t speak more than that, but instead walked back to their cars. Not without a second glance here and there. 

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“So? How did it go?” Thomas asked as soon as Y/N walked in through the garage door. Him and Sherri sitting at the breakfast nook with cups of coffee in hand and wide eyes ready for all the details. 

“It went,” she responded, throwing her purse on the island bar stool and going to make a mug for herself. 

“Wow, such a colorful description. Anything more and she’d be over doing it,” Thomas exaggerated, getting a giggle from Sherri who stood up and joined Y/N’s side grabbing the creamer and sugar for her. 

“Come on now, sis. Good? Bad? Magical?” she added the last word with flare. 

“Anything besides magical,” she sent a playful glare to the woman. “I will say this though.” She walked over and sat with a huff in the nook across from her father, practically deflating in her seat. “I am still technically Mrs. Barnes.”

“What?!” they both gasped. 

“How?” Thomas pushed on. 

“Well I guess the meeting today was just to update the papers and nothing else. I mean, yeah. A few signatures here and there, but it’s not finalized.”

“So it was just an revision meeting? When’s the final cut?” Sherri asked, leaning on the back of Thomas' chair. The two watching their daughter with intrigued eyes. 

“A few days?” she said more in a question. “Matthew, our new lawyer, said him and his partner are going to update them within the next day or so, and then send us the final write up to sign. After we send those back in, it’ll all be settled.”

“You still going to have John overlook everything for extra measures?”

“Never hurts. I really would rather NOT go through all this mess again. Getting divorced once sucks, but twice? Yeah, I’d rather not have to do it a third time. And all with the same man,” Y/N sighed heavily before taking a long chug of her coffee. 

The couple ahead of her sending each other a silent message to the other. Y/N hadn’t noticed as she closed her eyes at the upcoming headache, and even if she had, she wouldn’t have time to question it as her phone started going off. 

Looking down, she saw the office calling her. On a Saturday?

“I have to take this. I’ll be back in one second,” she groaned, taking her coffee mug with the buzzing phone to the back patio. “Hello?”

“Y/N! Hey, I have a quick update,” Melody’s voice came through the other line.

“Why are you at the office on a Saturday?” Y/N said a little sternly, but good intentions were behind it. 

“I got an email from our recycle plant we had scheduled for that Monday meeting and it couldn’t wait until Monday,” she was quick to explain. “But listen. They had to reschedule. The main guy and his wife, the bosses of the vendure who was coming to discuss the offers, had a family emergency come up and asked if they could postpone it a week.”

“Um, yeah sure. That’s fine,” Y/N shook her head trying to run the schedule through her mind. “Did you contact Bee’s Knees and let them know about the postponement?”

“Yes, and they said they were fine with it as well.”

“Ok, good,” Y/N nodded. “So I have a clear schedule besides background work Monday. Is that all?”

“Well…” Melody drug out. 

“Why does that sound like a Natasha kind of ‘well’,” Y/N questioned with a quirked eyebrow. This wasn’t receptionist or assistant talk about to happen. 

“Speaking of Nat, we thought because that was your only big meeting for the week and everything else is normal for the rest of the week, you should extend your stay in Brooklyn,” she replied. 

“What?”

“Come on. We both agree you haven’t seen your family in far too long, and a weekend trip isn’t going to cut it. That plus, Nat made a good point that you have tons of old friends you haven't seen in way too many years either,” she went on. “Why rush catching up with everyone, if all the work you need to do can be done on your laptop from Brooklyn? That and for once, your schedule isn’t overstacked with meeting after meeting. That happens once every few months. Plus, you’re already in New York!”

“Ok, ok. Calm down there, Sparky,” Y/N chuckled at her friend being out of breath. “I mean I guess, you’re not wrong…”

“She can’t be. I’m the one who came up with all this,” Nat’s voice broke in. 

“Oh, yeah. I may or may not be hanging out with Nat and Yelena,” Melody giggled bashfully. “Or be partially tipsy.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at the three, but couldn’t stop the laugh from coming out of her own mouth. 

“You sneaky little bitches,” Y/N chuckled. 

“What can I say? We’re Romanoff’s,” Nat smirked through the phone. 

“Well, I’m a Hill, but Romanoff by descent,” Melody added in. 

Again, another joking eye roll. 

“Now I have to change my flights and everything,” Y/N sighed. 

“Oh, woes me,” Nat mocked. “What a challenge it must be to log into your computer and change a flight to another week…”

“Hey, smartass,-”

“Lucky for you, you have me. I state once again,” Nat laughed. “I already checked into your flights to see if we can get a cheap reschedule.”

“How’d you know my login information?” Y/N asked, confused. 

“I have my ways, now don’t interrupt,” she scolded before continuing. “I was able to find you a flight around the same time, plenty of time to get to your rescheduled meeting, and it won’t cost you a hair off that pretty head of yours.”

“How’d you manage that?” Y/N asked with a smirk of her own now and a pop of her hip.

“I’ll say it again since apparently you’re deaf. I have. My ways,” the red head replied. 

“You sure you weren’t a spy in another life or something? Because sometimes you and Yelena have some strange tricks up your sleeves that I’ve only seen done in movies.”

“I would like the answer to that as well. Like how they coroerced me into a girls night while I was hiding in my apartment trying to take a relaxing night to read,” Melody spoke up. 

“Drink your juice, babygirl,” Yelena’s voice came quietly in the back. 

“With all that being said, we are gonna to let you go. We’re going to get all the details of last night out of this little one and go to a few clubs,” Nat explained. 

“Oh, I’d love to hear the details when you have them,” Y/N laughed. 

“I’ll have a nice 5 page paper ready for you tomorrow morning,” Yelena yelled from a distance.

“I’ll be expecting it. Now you girls go have a good time and please show Melody what she’s missing out on!”

“Can do, boss lady! Love you! See you next week!” 

With that, the phone call ended and Y/N looked at the empty lock screen. 

“I guess we’re staying a little longer.”

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“So, how’d it go?” Steve asked coming home from his early half shift. 

Bucky was sprawled across the couch with a pillow over his face, a sports playback running in the background and a beer that looked like he had been nursing all afternoon on the coffee table. 

“She looks great,” he mumbled into the cushion, but Steve couldn’t syfer the words.

“You’re going to have to say that again without a throw pillow over your face,” he chuckled, kicking off his shoes and throwing his keys by the door before heading to the nearby kitchen. 

“I said, she looks great!” Bucky all but grunted as he sat up. Frustration and annoyance clear in his answer. 

“And why do you sound like that’s a horrible thing?” Steve laughed again from the distance. 

Bucky groaned as he stood up and walked into the other room with Steve. He was parading through the fridge for an afternoon snack, or by the looks of the clock on the oven, lunch. 

It was 12:30 already?

“Because Steve, it makes it hurt all the more,” he pouted, crossing his arms as he leaned against the island in the middle of the space. 

“Her looking good, hurts you?” Steve asked, standing up with a tupperware bowl of leftovers in his hand. 

“I don’t know!” Bucky sneered at him, angry that his best friend wasn’t catching on to his feelings that even he didn’t understand. “I guess deep down, I was hoping she didn’t age well so that walking away would be easier. But there she was, walking in like fine wine. All mature and curvy, and… Perfect…” he mumbled the last part. “She did smack me though,” he added, thinking back with a dazed face. 

“Smack you?” Steve chuckled, popping the cold food in the microwave. 

“Our lawyer is blind. I asked a simple question of out of all the states to live in, why New York in that kind of condition?” Bucky said, hating how it sounded. “I realize now, after processing it, that was stupid and rude.”

“Hence why she smacked you,” Steve laughed, copying the brunette's stance on the opposite counter. “You’re an occupational therapist, Buck. Out of all the things to understand, it’s people adapting to their handicaps and disabilities.” He couldn’t help the laugh at his friend who seemed oblivious to the irony. 

“I was nervous, ok?!” Bucky defended, throwing his arms up and going to pace the room now. “Y/N and I had been sitting in awkward silence for the most part of the meeting so far, and that was the first piece of conversation that came to mind.”

“I’m hoping for your sake, he wasn’t a dick about it.”

“He wasn’t. He actually said he gets asked that a lot. Apparently, he hasn’t been blind all his life and said he’s lived here all that time. Helps when you grow up in the environment you live in.”

“Very true,” Steve agreed, grabbing his food and stirring it around before taking a bite and talking again. “Besides her looking ‘perfect’, did the process go well? You know, besides her reprimanding you like a mom?”

“Ha ha. You’re so funny,” Bucky deadpanned. “But yes. We signed our things and updated it all. Hey, did you know she’s a co-founder of Nat’s woman’s home? I guess not a co-founder, but investor?”

Steve finished his bite and shook his head. “Can’t say I did. It must be recent if that’s the case because neither Nat or Y/N told me about that.”

“I think it is, but damn…”

“Damn what?” Steve asked. 

“Well, at first she had me dropping my jaw at the fact that she did everything and more that she had hoped to do. She’s become an environmentalist like her grandmother and has started a whole business based on it.”

“I mean she was an environmentalist as soon as her GG had her walking. Remember how she would always take our straws at restaurants and have the waitress take them back so we didn’t ‘kill the turtles’? And that was before that was a like a worldwide trend,” Steve remenised, moving to the living room to eat at the couch. Bucky following. 

“God, yes. She started carrying like 10 reusable straws with her as soon as they came out with them. That and remember the amount of reusable bags she had in her backseat any given time of the week?” Bucky laughed, joining him in thinking back to the dated memories. 

“So many she would hand them out to people in parking lots at grocery stores to use themselves,” Steve added. “God, she really loves this planet. I admire her passion though. We need everyone to have a heart for our home like that.”

“She made it everyone's mission around her to know just how important it was,” Bucky smiled at the thought as he looked off in the distance, wrapped in the memories he loved. But that wasn’t the point. The point was he would never be close with her like that again. What they had was done and over… Or would be. “Funny thing actually…” Bucky chuckled awkwardly. 

“What’s that?” Steve asked, looking at the TV in front of him. 

“We may or may not still be married…”

There was a pause as Steve stopped mid-chew and slowly turned his gaze from the baseball reruns on the screen to Bucky with a tight smile. 

“Excuse me?”

“I guess that wasn’t the endgame for today’s meeting…”

“What was?”

“Getting things updated and signed so that the papers were actually ready for our divorce,” Bucky answered. 

“So she’s still Y/N Barnes?”

“Yes, but I wouldn’t say that to her face. She looks like she wants to physically throw up when you call her that,” Bucky slouched in his chair. His hand coming up to cover his face as he rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger. 

“So still married?”

“Still married.”

“How long?” Steve sighed, putting his food on the counter and leaning back in his own seat. 

“As long as it takes to make up the new divorce settlements and get them signed and sent back in. Until then… I’m a married man.”

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Lost in Translation

Request(s): Hey :) Can i make a Spencer request? Something like that episode in Mexico, with a bilingual reader please <3 Like a trip and he realizes that the reader can speak Spanish, he's kinda mesmerized and she helps the team to get more information about the unsub

hey beautiful :) could u write something (literally anything) where the reader speaks another language or like they have an australian accent or smthg and they have to like translate for the team and spencer just thinks it’s the hottest thing in the world and then the reader gets real worked up and starts yelling in the other language and spencer is just like skdkdmend,,,,u don’t have to if u don’t wanna but like i love u sm ur amazing 

A/N: Thanks for the first request @cryingforwill​ and shout out to the anon who sent the second request! Can y’all believe this is my last fic of 2020? Being posted early? New year, new me (maybe)! Thank you to everyone who has been reading and supporting my work for the last four months of 2020 you literally ROCK 🗣 btw I am by no means bilingual (maybe a lil French but that’s it) so all the Spanish being spoken in this fic is straight from Google Translate so pls forgive me if it doesn’t translate properly and if you’re like me and don’t know Spanish pls have Google Translate on deck while reading

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!reader

Category: Fluff

Content warning: Swearing, semi-nudity, mentions of violence 

Word count: 2k

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It was rare that the team travelled abroad for a case but when an unsub was on the run to Mexico they had no choice to follow their tracks. The team landed in Mexico within a day of finding out the unsub had fled. They didn’t waste time scoping out places the unsub could possibly be according to eyewitness reports.

Unfortunately for Spencer he got stuck with surveilling at the beach with Morgan in the hot sun. They made sure to dress for the part by wearing swim trunks and sunglasses. Well, that’s what Morgan was wearing. Spencer opted to wear a white t-shirt,  brown khaki pants and a pair of black converse.

Morgan had begged him to change into something else so he wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb. Spencer insisted that if he just stayed on the outskirts of the beach he would look like a tourist sightseeing. The explanation earned him an eye roll and look of disappointment from Morgan.

No matter the amount of disappointment Morgan felt, the surveillance plan went as planned. Morgan went on the beach to blend in with locals and tourists so he could ask people if they had seen the unsub as well as scoping the area for him. Spencer stayed just at the border of the beach surveilling the area. Whenever someone would pass by he would ask them if they had seen the unsub.

From a handful of people ignoring him to them just giving him a weird look, he felt as if he actually did look a bit weird in his attire. He sighed and decided it might be best if he did some surveillance from the car with his pair of binoculars. Before he could turn around to leave, a volleyball hit his feet.

He looked down and picked it up. He had no idea why he picked it up considering he didn’t know who to give it to. Even if he did he wouldn’t embarrass himself trying to hit it back to the person it belonged to. Volleyball was apart of his long list of sports he wasn’t good at.

“Hey, sorry, that’s mine.”

He looked in the direction of where the voice was yelling. He raised his eyebrows in surprise as he saw a gorgeous woman running towards him. He tried to be respectful and not stare for too long considering she was wearing a bikini. He didn’t want her to think he was a creep or even worse, the unsub.

She smiled as she made her way right in front of him. She held out her hands for him to give her back the ball. He looked down at her hands and then at his. He silently went “oh” as he realized he still had the ball in his hand.

“Sorry,” he said as he handed her the ball.

She looked him up and down with a questionable look. She looked back at his face. Spencer for sure thought she was going to treat him like the rest and pretend he just wasn’t there. To his surprise she smiled at him.

“¿Eres de eta zona?” She asked.

He shook his head. “No, no lo soy.”

She giggled. “Por la forma en que mataste tu sentencia, puedo decir que eres de los Estados Unidos.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Supongo que eras de la zona.”

She nodded her head. She reached into her bikini top. He watched carefully to see what she was about to pull out. He then realized there’s no way she could be hiding a weapon in her bikini top so he strayed his eyes away from her breast.

She saw how flustered he had become and laughed at how his pale face turned red. She pulled out her I.D. card to show him who she was. He looked at her surprised when he read her identification.

“My name’s Y/N Y/L/N. I’m originally from America myself but I opted to work for the Policía Federal after serving my time as a special agent at the FBI California headquarters. I’m here to be of assistance to you and your team, agent,” she said.

“How did you know I was-”

“My team was informed by your unit chief, Aaron Hotchner, that an unsub had crossed over to our borders, so we know everyone on your team. Also, no one dresses like that unless they’re undercover.”

Spencer looked down at his attire. He guessed Morgan had a valid point of him sticking out. She laughed and grabbed his hand to escort him onto the beach. He hesitantly held back.

“I hate sand in my shoes,” he complained.

“Well, you should have worn sandals. Aren’t you the genius of the group? Dr. Spencer Reid? How come you didn’t think of that?” She questioned as she yanked him onto the beach.

Spencer trailed behind her unwillingly. He could already feel the sand seeping into his shoes already. He would have been more upset but he was entering the beach for some reason Y/N hadn’t explained to him yet. Since she was on their side, there wasn’t a direct reason not to trust her.

“I wasn’t going to go onto the beach. My partner, Derek Morgan, is surveilling the beach,” he explained.

“The beach is the best part to surveil though. Seems to me you got the short end of the stick,” she said.

“It’s the stick I chose and I’m fine with it,” he said.

She giggled. “Tonto, tonto chico.”

“Uh, gracias?”

She led him over to an area where there was a blue beach towel set up with a cloth bag on it. She let his hand go and kneeled on the towel. He looked at her strangely as he watched her ruffling through her bag. She pulled out a bottle of sunscreen.

“Can you apply sunscreen to my back please?” She asked.

“I-I don’t know if-”

“Do you want to blend in or not, khaki pants?”

He looked down at his pants before looking back at her. She reached the bottle out to him and he didn’t feel as if he had a better option so he took it from her. She smiled as she scooted down to make some room for him to kneel behind her.

He went behind her and kneeled. He opened it up and squeezed a good amount on his hands. He rubbed his hands together before he started applying it to her lower back. He had to admit her skin was the softest thing he had ever touched.

“Crees que puedes seguirme si hablo español durante esta conversación?” She asked

“Intentaré,” he said.

“Excelente. Tengo un hueso personal que elegir con su sospechoso,” she said.

“Que hizo…Wait, what are you doing?” He asked.

Y/N reached one hand to the back of her bikini top and untied it. She held the front of it with her free hand so her breasts wouldn’t spill out, flustering Spencer anymore than he already was. She looked back at him with a smile as she saw him turn red again.

“You need to get the whole of my back,” she said.

“Uh…I guess?” He said.

“You sound unsure. Wait until you have to do the front,” she said.

“I what?” He choked.

“I’m kidding. We’ll save that possibility for another time,” she said with a wink before turning her head.

Spencer’s mouth was gaped open but he couldn’t find the words to say back to her. He honestly didn’t know what would be the appropriate way to respond to her. If Morgan was there he probably would have been even more disappointed by the way he was acting around Y/N.

“Your unsub, Eric Brown, almost killed my partner,” she said.

“I heard,” Spencer softly said.

“Ese hijo de puta nos sorprendió. Le disparó a mi compañero en el cuello y si no estuviera allí para evitar que se desangrara, habría estado muerto,” she said, gradually becoming louder in her tone.

“Lamento que tu y tu pareja hayan sido víctimas de él,” he said.

“¿Ser víctima de él? Si vuelvo a ver a ese hijo de puta voy a hacer que me caiga víctima,” she yelled.

He let her have her little moment because he knew how upsetting being in that type of situation could be. Even though he was upset for her, he couldn’t help think her yelling was tantalizing. It didn’t help he was enjoying rubbing her back with sunscreen and feeling her soft skin over and over again.

“Estamos aquí para ayudar en todo lo que podamos. Queremos hacer justicia a su pareja y a las otras víctimas de Brown,” Spencer said.

She turned around to look at him with a smile. He smiled back at her as he took his hands off of her. She looked down at the string that dangled at her side and then looked back at him. He didn’t need her to say anything and grabbed both strings on both sides of her to tie it around her back.

“Eres muy dulce, Spencer. Le devolveré el favor diciéndole esto: escuché de un informante hoy que Brown intentará esconderse en un carro de cargamento de drogas que se dirige a Cuba,” she said.

“Really?” He asked in shock.

“Sí. The shipment leaves in six hours, but the dock isn’t too far from here. If my hunch is right, he isn’t staying too far from the dock,” she said.

“Reid.”

They both looked up to see Morgan walking their way. Spencer immediately got up and dusted the sand off his pants. Y/N also got up and picked up all of her belongings off of the ground.

“Morgan, I-uh…I know what this might seem like but I was-um.”

“Hi, my name’s Y/N Y/L/N. I’m with the Policía Federal. I was informing agent Reid about Brown’s possible whereabouts,” she said.

“Yeah, apparently, he’s going to get on a drug shipment to Cuba in six hours,” Spencer whispered.

“He’s most likely hiding out somewhere north of Cancun,” she said.

“Great. Thanks for the information. Are your units scouting the area out?” Morgan asked.

She nodded. “Yes, but we’re not trying to penetrate the area directly. We have no idea what kind of people Brown has paired up with and he’s already attacked one of our own before, so we’re treading lightly.”

“Fair. I guess we’ll meet in six hours to catch him,” Morgan said as he reached out his hand.

Y/N grabbed it and shook it. “We definitely will, agent.”

As she let go of his hand, she looked over at Spencer. She smiled and reached out her hand. She noticed his hesitation to grab it, so she did him the favour and latched into his hand. She pulled him in and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

“Gracias por aplicarme protector solar en la espalda. Tal vez después de atrapar a este hijo de puta, podamos ser más íntimos,” she said into his ear.

She pulled away from him and saw that confused yet intrigued look on his face again. She laughed before waving them both goodbye. They both watched as she walked off from their sight into the overcrowded beach.

Morgan flopped his arm around Spencer’s shoulders. Spencer looked at Morgan to see a grin spanning from ear to ear. He sighed as he already knew what Morgan was going to say.

“So you spent the time you were supposed to be surveilling rubbing on a hottie’s back?” Morgan asked

“How about we don’t talk about it?” Spencer said as he shrugged off Morgan’s arm and started to walk away.

“You can’t keep your secret move from me,” Morgan said as he walked behind him.

“What secret move?” Spencer asked.

“The “standing there out of place but yet attract all the ladies to me” move,” Morgan said.

Spencer smirked. “I would teach you if I knew why it happened.”

Morgan chuckled. “You know what, I think I’m more content with you finally not knowing an answer for something than I am with you getting a potential date.”

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[written-beyond-the-grave]

Mikaelsons Black History Month

First off, I’m starting by saying that even though it is no longer Black history month it will always be melanin everyday and black people every day. And everything else under the sun, and if you don’t like it then the exit is to your left. Everything you own in the box to the left

Being part of the Mikaelsons is very fickle business and be some bs. Like really, you’re here with supernatural beings who are over 1000 years old. Who have traveled the world, gained endless knowledge, seen a lot of bloodshed, but you know what they haven’t seen? Their token human (black ofc) being ignant for black history month, I mean who even fully celebrates? How does one even celebrate?

Granted, they’re not racist. But with the writing Julie Pleck did she was playing honestly. That was the worst writing I've ever seen since who knows when. Maybe the nine lives of Chloe king or something? But in my originals universe they were probably racist in the beginning to an extent then grew out of it.

Anyways, they never met someone who celebrated until they met you!

Now repeat after me: I’m black y’all, and I’m black y’all. And I’m black and black and black y’all! FYM

Now…. picture this: A moderately quiet day in the Mikaelson household. Kol is minding his business for once, Rebekah is trying to find the perfect pics for her next instagram post, Elijah is enjoying a good read, and Klaus is organizing his art materials. But then here comes you, the human, opening the door and walking right in like you pay bills (none of them do but you get the picture) in the midst of the most deadly people. Walking in and greeting everyone, walking in with the most hotep, Dr. Umar bullshit getup they ever seen. Coming to America headass.

They recognize your footsteps from a mile away, so when you walk into the kitchen and no one really looks up at first it’ll be a sight to see a whole ass pelted lion on your back. The kente cloth hat (no idea the actual name for it, sorry babes), a saber tooth necklace (for my mans T’Challa), and the red stiletto nails with the afro out here banging.

SHEEEEEEEEESH

Once Elijah is done with his page he looks up to greet you, but then stops… Bitch, fuck is you wearing? This was worlds away from the sweats, and skinny jeans you wore on the daily.

“Greetings Y/N you look…. Fashionable.” Mans didn’t know what to say. Did he miss something about your Africna roots? Was there a holiday he hadn’t heard of, doubt it, but what else was there?

“Thank you Elijah.” You fluff out your lion pelt for added effect, if there was ever going to be one time you outdo the Mikaelsons’ especially Elijah in being dramatic with a coat or cloak of somesort, it would be now.

At this point the Kol and Rebekah have already looked up and were confused. Why are you dressed like that?

Kol is the first one to speak up “Darling, Rebekah likes a fashion show more than anyone, but why do you have a lion… on your shoulder.”

Lifting up your large ass shades you supplied an answer: “Black History Month”

They all looked at each other… they didn’t get it. Like they know what it is, but never actually understood how to celebrate and all that nor did they ever actually give it mind. When you saw that they weren’t making a connection, you started phase 1.

“Alexa, you know what to do.”

And there goes their manor playing: NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA I’M ONE HUNDRED PERCENT NIGGA

LMFAOOOOO you got the white people shook. Klaus just dropped one of his expensive ass bottles of art sealants and is vamp speeding to the kitchen to figure out what the hell is going on. Elijah having a mid century crisis on how tf they even found you and deemed you worthy of being in their presence so casually. Kol is having fun in the back, still laughing at your get up. And Rebekah wishes she went to the mall instead, she wanted a girl bestie and got you instead rip

“WHAT IN BLAZES- Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DO- WHAT ARE YOU WEARING! ALEXA STOP THE MUSIC-” And the big bad wolf has arrived. You put your finger to Klaus’ lips which stuns him bc… you’re still HOOOMAN like damn, death wish much? And you look this man, straight in his mit and say “Looks at, look at me” and pause for dramatic affect, “I am the captain now”

Room silent as hell till Kol starts cackling

You’ve made Dr. Umar proud, the ancestors are shining on you once again

With that you lead into a whole speech about the black struggle and black history month, bottom line: REPARATIONS. Because being the only nigga in the Mikaelsons (we don’t claim Marcel) is exhausting, white people shit everyday that you complain about in their faces

TBH at this point they’re indulging you in this escapade.

First victim is Elijah, you ask for his wallet. He gives you a look, I mean he does technically give you what you want and whatever (when y’all dating, refer back to my dating Elijah post), so he ask you why. Reparations sis why, but then you stop yourself. This man gives you his wallet every other day, half the time you not even asking. What could you rob this man of…. Ah. You ask him for the deed of one of his estates in Prague, why? Because you bitches can’t even spell Prague. And under section S line 45 subsection Y it does state that estates are eligible for reparations. Fuck 40 acres and a mule, you got 300 acres, some stallions in the back, a quite possibly haunted mansion, and a heavy dicked (yeah I said it, a sis been trying to reality shift) original who will turn you out by the end of the day and the end of the month…. Wait till women's history month boo

We know his pockets figgity fat, and it would be figgity wack to not get some

Ngl you take Kol with you so he can buy you food. Granted, he knows what you’re doing, but if he’s going to spend money on anything it will be thawed and it will be music. However, one thing leads to another and you’re both at Wal-Mart waiting to find a parking spot. You stole one off a white minivan trying to move in. Not thinking anything of it because who in this small ass Mystic Falls ass, clown ass town really about it? Apparently Karen.

But you know who else what about it? Kol (tbh mans had nothing but time, and he claims you so why tf not.) he out here NY stomping on her and coming at her for badly glued extensions. Cheap ass bitch, ain’t even blend in correctly.

After that Kol and you left with some groceries, a new story to tell, and a chopped cheese.

With Klaus, he frfr wasn’t finna do shit. Being ordered my a human? Lmfao, go find another simp sis. But… once you suggest that his art skills may not be up to par on what you have in mind as a new family room piece for your house he’s all ears. He knows what you’re doing, but… he still wants to prove you wrong. But anyways, you give him a theme… reverse racism. IK y’all, it’s not a thing, but mans has ideas. And he outdoes himself. That and the recreation of the moorish chief bc that man...mmmmm that man was giving.

Ok so Google wanna hoe me, but there was a painting of a black man in a kkk cloak and behind him were white people being hung from a tree. Say what you want, but that photo was fire. If any of you seen it please share it below.

Anyways

Rebekah tbh wants no part in this, but I feel like she’d gave when you ask her to give you all the finest dresses bc it’s an excuse to exhaust Klaus’ money.

Through the month you give the Mikaelsons a run for their money, and maybe sanity. Klaus is in the back trying to research who tf Dr. Umar is and why is he your inspiration

They had to pull you back when the sheriff asked you for your ID. You ask why you needed white man paperwork!

You are pleasing the spirits, what bonnie could never do lmfaooooo. The powers of you enemies aren’t prospering this month nor next month.

You’re not poor this month, anything you poor of is pouring a little more (bars nigga)

LMFAOOOO imaging asking the fam to go to paris, like, they not invited it’s a self trip funded my the Mikaelson Y/N Trust Fund of Public Decency ™

Klaus would be the first one to speak because this man is TIRED, “Love, why do you need a trip to paris? What’s in Paris?”

Knowing better, you look to Kol to answer the question, “I don’t know, Kol, who’s in Paris?” Niggas b. Niggas in paris…. Lemme chill

LMFAOOO enjoy

[emf005]

Anxious

Anxious

Sirius Black x Evans!reader

Warnings: a bit of angst, My terrible writing

You stared out the window of the classroom, enjoying the lovely pitter-pattering of the rain on the glass that was, much to your delight, drowning out the teacher. You had woken up with a severe headache that morning and were in no mood for classes, let alone Ancient Ruins with a ghost teacher. You had in no way, shape, or form, any need for-

“Miss. Evans.” Your head turned to the teacher who was, along with the rest of the class, staring at you. “Care to translate?” He motioned to the board which the class had begun to decode.

“Sure. ‘To everyone who wishes death in some form or another, drink from a goblet which has no master’.” He stared at you with a nearly angry face.

“That is correct.” he spoke through his gritted, transparent, teeth. “Please try and pay attention from now on.”

“Of course, sir. But, as you have just seen, I have been paying perfect attention the entire time. Please continue on with this painfully exciting lesson.” He stared at you for a moment more before gritting his teeth again and continuing on with the lesson. You turned your attention back out the window, blocking out his lesson yet again.

Lily, your twin sister, caught up to you at lunch and started to ask how classes had been going in her own cherry way that made you want to hurl. You were not the typical Evans. You were not a goody goody twinkle toes like Petunia. You were not a sweet flower like Lily, you were just you. Your family referred to you as the “Biker” which was weird because you had no interest in leather or motorcycles or teasing your hair up to atrocious heights. You had no clue why no one would let you just be, ever. You were a tired anit-social introvert who got social anxiety that resulted in you being overly sarcastic and awkward. Lily, was your opposite and was completely oblivious. Well, you couldn’t take it that day. No you most certainly could not.

“Lily! Just shut up! Please! I just lived my entire day, I don’t need to recite it to you! Christ all mighty woman!” She stared at you, taken aback by your sudden outburst. She opened her mouth to say something but the only thing that came out was:

“Oh.” After a moment more she mumbled an apology and walked away glumly. You felt bad. You had never yelled at your sister before. You had never yelled at anyone before. You barely ever spoke three words unless you had to, class that day being the exception. You were just so tired of everyone being on your case.

“A bit harsh, Evans don’t you think?” You turned and stared at your tormentor. A true “Biker” in your opinion. Or, technically “Greaser”. I mean, seriously, the shine on his hair from how greasy it was was truly a feat you had no idea how he managed.

“Shove off, Black.”

“Oh,” he said dramatically. “The hurtfulness of the words! How will I ever be able to move on?” You grounded your teeth and stared at him, hating how short you were. You blew a strand of brown hair from your eyes, getting your looks from your dad and not your mom.

“I said, shove off. I’m not in the mood.”

“Oh? And what's this? She knows more words than just ‘shove off, Black’?”

Sirius Black. Your tormentor since first year. You had no idea how the stupid little rivery started between the two of you, nor did you care. You hated him with all of your being, more than you hated most people.

You raised your middle finger at him and brushed past him. He scoffed.

“Best you got, Evans?” He mocked.

“Figured your hair was disgrace enough. Don’t need me to say anything to embarrass you when you got that mop on your head!” You shouted back. That got him to shut up and you scurried to the owlery to meet with Henry, you beautiful brown horned owl.

You scratched your owl’s head and he gladly rubbed his head against your palm with an affectionate and grateful hoot. You laughed lightly and sniffled, shoving the tears off of your face. You placed your head against his and took a breath in and out, composing yourself. The anxiety bubbling back down from the day’s attention.

“Well well well. What do we have here?” You froze at his voice. Had I forgotten to mention your other tormentor. Or rather, group of tormentors? “Little Evans and her stupid little owl.” Lucius said. You heard Bellatrix cackle behind you and a few more snickers. How many were there today?

“Heard you were a bit mouthy today, love.” Bella said, walking around you. She was so close you felt her breath on her neck and it caused a chill to run down your spine.

“Please leave me alone,” you whispered. Another cackel cut through the air and you jumped. Your owl screeched as a means of trying to protect you.

“Aw, Mr. Owl wants to protect his little bitch?”

“Leave him out of this!” You yelled. Getting protective of the only good thing you had ever had.

You felt a hand grab your hair and yank you backwards. You yelled as you fell back onto Lucius Malfoy.

“What did you say to me? Are you giving us orders?” You swallowed and before you could say anything, your owl lunged at Lucius and attacked.

He dropped you as a means to protect his face but the sound he let out let you know that Henry had gotten his target. Lucius had a small scratch on his face beside his eyes that had begun to bleed.

“You stupid beast!” he yanked out his wand and before you could do anything he shouted out his curse. “Petrificus Totalus!” He shouted. Your lovely brown bird dropped mid-flight and hit the floor with a thunk.

“Henry!” You yelled and began to crawl to him, only to be dragged backwards by your hair.

“Teach you and your stupid beast to mock me.” He grumbled and threw you against the wall of the tower. You felt something wet drip down your neck.

Is it raining out?

Your ears were ringing loudly.

Who's ringing bells?

And your vision was blurred and fuzzy all over.

“Get her Lucius!” Bella shouted and you felt a sharp pain in your side. You let out a noise that didn’t sound quite human, or animal for that matter. You saw your bird, his brown feathers and beautiful wings spread out and frozen in their place.

You let out another whine as he abused your body more. Where you had no idea. It all hurt at this point that it was impossible to pinpoint a designated spot.

“Hey!” Someone shouted. The abuse stopped, but your body still throbbed mercilessly. You heard footsteps and people talking, but you couldn’t make anything out. All you could focus on was how tired you had gotten and how badly your body ached.

Why was it hiring again?

“Hey.” someone said again and you felt someone gently grab your face, causing you to whine and try to pull away, but they wouldn’t let you. They just turned your face to get a different perspective. You whined and tried to pull away again.

“Prongs!” You heard them shout, making you cry out in pain. Your head spun. “Sorry. I’m sorry. You’re going to be f-”

“Henry.”

“What?”

“H-henry. My-my owl. Get him first. Is-is he ok?”

“Your a bit more hurt than-”

“Please.” You cried. “Please he’s my-he’s my only friend. Please get him first. Please.” He was silent for a moment and more footsteps made their way up the tower stairs. “Please… you whispered.

“Ok… ok.”

The noises coming from the owlery were not ones that should be and they were just the ones that made Sirius Black pick up his pace just slightly. Remus and James were waiting for him at the bottom. A five second trip was definitely going to take a bit longer.

He rounded the corner to find a mess of white hair focused on something on the ground. A mess of curly black hair egging him on. And three more stooges from the Slytherin house snickering in the corner watching it all happen. An owl was laid out frozen on the ground but he paid no attention to that.

“Hey!” Lucius froze and gave one more swift kick before looking over his shoulder and smirking.

“Well. If it isn’t Si-Ah!” Sirius yanked him away from whoever he was kicking and threw him towards the door. His dear cousin yelled at him but he just glared at her and the rest of them.

Lucius pulled himself off the ground and brushed off his clothes.

“Let's go. He’s not worth our time.” Lucius grumbled and scurried off. The Slytherins all glared at Sirius but left.

Sirius turned to see who it was they were bullying. The figure lying on the floor, bruised and bloodied, caused him to freeze. Y/N Evans.

He rushed to her and knelt down tilting her head so that he could get a better look at her face. Even worse than what he had originally thought. The sight caused him to cringe.

“Prongs!” He shouted. She cried out, loudly, and he froze before profusely apologizing. “You’re going to be f-”

“Henry,” she said weakly, making his insides twist. How badly had they beaten her?

“H-henry. My-my owl. Get him first. Is-is he ok?”

“Your a bit more hurt than-”

“Please.” She cried. “Please he’s my-he’s my only friend. Please get him first. Please.” Sirius stayed quiet for a moment. He swallowed and just stared at her. “Please…” she whispered desperately.

“Ok… ok.” He said. James had arrived at the stairs and ran to the two of them.

“What happened?” He asked, Remus right behind him.

“Not quite sure. Come on.” He lifted up Y/N and she groaned again.

“Henry.” Sirius sighed and shook his head.

“And bring the damn bird,” he grumbled.

You woke up in the infirmary, god only knows how long later. It was dark now, so you definitely missed lunch. It would explain why your stomach was doing flips.

Your body ached all over, inside and out. You sat up, holding a groan in as you looked around the room. Well, as much of the room as you could see. The white sheets separated your section from the other patients’.

It was completely silent in the room. Well, except for someone’s breath right next to you. You looked over to see the one, the only, Sirius Orion Black sleeping in the chair right next to you. You stared at him for a moment and opened your mouth to say something (like you would have) when you heard someone clear their throat in front of you.

You looked to the opening of your section to see Madame Pomfrey standing there with her cart. She looked you up and down before looking to Sirius.

“You have a good friend there, you know.” You stared at her, slightly confused. She walked in, pulling the cart with her. “He refused to leave until you woke up. Poor thing must have fallen asleep waiting for you.” She hesitated and looked at you very seriously. “Don’t tell anyone I said that. I have a reputation to uphold, I trust you understand that Miss. Evans.”

“Why did he stay? What even happened? I-I don’t remember-”

“He came in here with his friends, Potter and Lupin, carrying you and an owl. The owl was easy to fix, he’s resting back in the owlery, you on the other hand were a bit of a challenge.”

“But I still-”

“You were severely beaten by one of your classmates, it appears. Mr. Black was kind enough to bring you in. I told him that you would be fine but he was quite insistent that he stayed until he knew you were better. I’m surprised he’s stayed as long as he has. On second thought-”

“How long was I out for?”

“Three days.” Your eyes went wide.

“Three-but I-how?”

“Much blunt force to your head. But you are healing nicely.” You looked over to Sirius who was slouching uncomfortably in the hard chair.

“Why did he stay?”

“As I said Miss. Evans, you have a good friend. Or are you-”

“No.” You answered, still staring at him. “No we aren’t.”

“Hm,” she hummed, checking you over. “Well, I would reevaluate the situation if I were the two of you.”

The wounds she was worried about were fine for the evening. She told you to get some rest and she would recheck you in the morning. When she left, though, you didn’t fall asleep. All you could do was stare at your tormentor and wonder why. Why was he still here? Why did he save you from Malfoy and his pack? Just why?

It was just breaking dawn when Sirius started to stir. You had been preparing yourself for what you were going to do when he woke. You were going through your options and finding a nice way to thank him and ask all your questions. But by no means were you prepared to speak with him so quickly!

His eyes opened and you stared at the stormy ones with a blank mind. It took him a minute to register that you were awake. He shot up from his chair.

“Y/N!” He was so loud it made your head spin. “Are you ok? How do you feel? What has Madame Pomfrey-”

“Why are you here?” you asked bluntly, cringing at the way it came out. He opened his mouth a few times before sinking back into his seat.

“I-I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” He stuttered. You couldn’t believe it. You had never heard anything but confidence in his voice, but now? Pain? Hurt? Worry? Unsureness? This was not the Sirius Black you had grown to hate.

You swallowed and shifted under his gaze. It was heavy. So heavy. Heavier than the canoe your uncle made you carry last summer to the lake.

“I’m fine.”

Why were your words so harsh? What was wrong with you?

You watched as he slunk back into himself further.

“Well then I guess-” he stood and panic took over your body. “I’ll leave.” He cleared his throat and pushed his hair back. You stared at the mop. Less greasy than it had been. There was no shine, it was instead like the night sky. Pitch black. So black nearly blue. It was actually mesmerizing. Naturally bouncy.

He had bags under his eyes and unease in his posture.

What was wrong with you?

He waited a second for you to say something but you never did. He hung and shook his head glumly before leaving the area. All you could do was watch him go. None of your questions answered and guilt was coursing through your entire body.

You were discharged a week later. Lily brought you your school work while you were in the hospital, but never really said much else. She still must not have gotten over when you had yelled at her, which you felt terrible about.

But now, freshly out of the infirmary, you were determined to set things right with her and Sirius. Although, you had been saying that for days now.

One day you tried to apologize when she had come to give you your work. It didn’t exactly go according to plan.

“Here is transfigurations, potions, herbology, and divinations. If you have any questions or need any help-”

“Lily, I’m sorry.” She paused and looked up from her folder.

“Sorry?”

“Uh yeah.”

“Sorry for what, Y/N/N?” You swallowed.

“For snapping at you, the other day. At lunch?”

“I remember. I’m not mad at you, Y/N/N.”

“You're not?”

“Not for that.” You stopped and stared at her.

“Then for what-”

“I’m upset that I had to find out that my twin sister has anxiety from someone other than herself.”

“You-”

“Know? Yes. I know, Y/N. Why didn’t you ever tell me? Did you feel like you couldn’t? I just… I don’t understand.” You stared at her for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Your heartbeat sounded in your ears and your breathing became restricted a little.

You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Lily just shook her head and sighed. Almost like she expected you to say nothing.

“Listen, Y/N, I’m your sister. Twin sister. Does that not mean anything to you? At all? You're supposed to be able to tell me everything. So, yeah, I’m a little hurt that I had to hear this from Sirius.”

“Sirius?”

“Yes.”

“Sirius Black?”

“No, Y/N. Sirius Dawson. Yes, Sirius Black! Why? Did you swear him to secrecy? I didn’t even know you two talked.”

“We… we don’t.” She looked at you, staring for a few minutes.

“Oh.” She stayed silent and looked down. “I… well… I’ll talk to you when you get out. At James’ game, maybe? On Sunday.”

“Yeah. Maybe.” She smiled and squeezed your leg. Then she got up and left.

The first stop you made, on this particularly snowy Saturday, was to the owlery. Henry came flying over to you the second you stepped foot in the tower. He hooted and rubbed his head under your own. You giggled and scratched under his chin.

“Miss me, did you buddy?” He hooted again and you walked over to the balcony to look over the snowy scene of the Hogwarts grounds. “Look what I brought you.” You unraveled the nut and seed cake you had in your pocket and held it up to him. Henry hooted happily and started to peck away at his treat. You laughed and set him on the banister alongside the cake.

The two of you sat in silence as you stared out at the scene. Henry pecked away happily and you sat there miserable. The gears in your head spinning faster and faster as you thought more about what Lily said.

You weren’t surprised Lily didn’t know that you had anxiety. You were surprised that Sirius knew. And even more surprised to hear that he had told Lily. Why? In defense of you? You didn’t understand.

Henry hooted before flying off the edge and to someone behind you. You never saw him do that to anyone but you before. To say you were a bit jealous that he left his cake unfinished to see whoever had walked in would be an understatement. But then you turned around.

He climbed the stairs up and up to the owlery. He came at the same time every day since Y/N had gotten hurt. Henry was a very dependent and protective creature. When Sirius came the first day, he was a mess. A flurry of feathers and in such a tizzy. Since he recognized him as one of the good guys from when she got attacked, he flew immediately to his shoulder. Since then, Henry greeted Sirius each time he came to visit, each time more friendlier than the last.

Today was no different. As usual, Henry flew immediately to his shoulder and nuzzled the side of his face in greeting. Sirius chuckled and rubbed his head. He started to walk to the balcony when he noticed that today was different. Someone was standing there watching him.

You were standing there watching him.

He swallowed and the two of you stared at each other awkwardly.

“Hi.” He said when he finally found his voice again. He was so relieved to see that you were alright. You didn’t like him, he knew that. He knew why, too. He just didn’t know how to change that. The sad fact in it all was that he loved you. He had always loved you and he knew he would continue to always love you.

“H-hi.” You said, he felt his heart skip a beat. Your voice was quiet and you were fidgeting with your hands. Merlin, you were perfect.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, slowly walking over to you.

“Fine, I guess.” You answered, scratching the back of your neck. You began to fidget and Sirius could tell you were about to run. He couldn't have that. He couldn't let you leave him again. He shouldn't have left the last time, he knew that and he regretted it.

You took a step and he jumped in front of you without a plan in mind. You jumped back, startled by his sudden movement. He backed down when he noticed how he reacted and caused you to receive even further.

“Uh, sorry. I just-I want to make sure you are fine. Completely fine, and all.”

“Um… Yeah. I-I’m fine.” The silence returned as Sirius waited. He didn’t want to push you to talk, but he was a bit desperate to speak with you. He had avoided you for an agonizing week. A whole week! Well, sort of. He would often sneak into the hospital wing in the dead of night when everyone, including you, were asleep. Not like a creep like he knew it sounded, he was just worried. He always was.

From day one he had noticed your anxiety, both him and Regulus suffered from it, in different ways but still suffered from it. When he noticed your closed figure and down cast eyes first year he knew immediately that you were not ok. He had tried to be nice to you, to ease you a little bit, but nothing he did worked. It all backfired on him. And I mean all I mean ALL. Everything he would say came out wrong and every gesture he did simply made you more uncomfortable. Some time around 3rd year everything turned hostile. Your anxiety had gotten worse and instead of just shrinking away you had a tongue that was sharper than a knife. For some reason, this drew him in even more. He had no idea what had caused the switch in you, but he could tell you had become worse from when you had left Hogwarts. Ever since then, he had watch you closely, occasionally teasing you since that was the only way he could get any sort of interaction with you.

“Sirius-” He looked at you with wide eyes eager to hear what you had to say, but you stopped, leaving your mouth open. He waited. “How… How did you know about my anxiety?”

He swallowed.

“And more importantly, why did you tell Lily?” He was silent and now you waited.

“Lily was… well, she was hurt by your reaction and wouldn’t stop… um…”

“Complaining?” He hesitated but nodded. You sighed.

“I… I got tired of listening to it and snapped, I guess. She didn’t have a response.”

“You stood up for me?” He nodded. “Why?”

“Uh…”

“Why would you stand up for me against my sister and the Slytherins? Why help me to the Hospital wing and insist on staying until I wake up. Why sneak in when you think I’m sleeping?”

“You know about that?”

“Do you know how impossible it is to sleep on those beds?” you smirk. He let a crooked smile lift the corner of his mouth. “But, honestly, Sirius, why?”

“I…” He cleared his throat and itched the back of his head, looking away. Was that blush you saw on his cheeks? “I just was worried about you.”

“Why? You don’t like me.” His head shot up, eyes wide with panic which startled you.

“That's not true.”

“It-its not?”

“No.”

“But all the bullying and…”

“It's the only way I could get any sort of attention from you.” You furrowed your eyebrows, itching your hand. He could see the skin about to open, so he grabbed your hand making you jump. He placed it at your side and let go. “Listen, Y/N. I like you. I understand that you probably don’t like me. But, I had no idea how to get any sort of attention from you. I never did anything out of malice, even though it sounded like it. Honestly, I’m sorry, Y/N.”

You swallowed not knowing if you should believe him or not.

“I would like it if we could be friends, Y/N. I know what you’re going through. The anxiety.. Maybe I could help you?” You bit your lip. Should you trust him? You had never trusted anyone like this before.” Please. Give me a chance to make things right.”

You nodded and he let out a breath, one he didn’t know he had been holding. He wouldn’t mess this up. He couldn’t. Not for anything in the world.

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