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slut4megantheestallion · 2 years ago

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"I think I'm falling in love."

Mike had a crush on you ever since you were new to Hawkins Highschool, he thought you were very pretty, your beautiful brown skin, your nose ring, and coily hair. Everything about you was perfect.

"How long are you going to stare at the new girl?" Dustin said, coming out of nowhere, startling Mike.

"What? I wasn't staring at her, I was looking at something else, and how long have you been behind me?" Mike said, questioning Dustin.

"Yeah.... right, We've been walking and talking to get to class and talking about D&D, but you weren't listening, and you started drifting off and starting to stare at the new girl." Dustin listening off.

"I wasn't staring at her." Mike said defensively know he was staring at the new girl.

"Sure." Dustin said, not believing Mike.

"Since your 'not' staring at her." Dustin emphasizes the word 'not', making Mike roll his eyes.

"Why don't you just talk to her or introduce yourself instead of staring at her." Dustin said.

Y/n was lost and confused about where her class was, already her first day and doesn't know what class she's in. " God, I hate school." Y/n muttered under her breath. Y/N says two guys talking to each other, so she walked over to them.

"Dude, she's walking over here. What do I do?" Mike said frantically.

"I don't know talk to her like a normal human being would, Look, I'm going to Math, you can stay here and talk to her." Dustin patted Mike on the back as he walked away from him.

"Hi, I'm new here, and I was wondering if you know where Mr. Wilson's class is?" Y/n asked Mike.

Mike looked at Y/n as his heart began to beat, 'She's very pretty up close,' Mike thought to himself.

"Oh, yeah, sure, it's actually upstairs, I can show you where it is." Mike said as he smiled nervously.

"Thank you, you're a life saver." Y/n smiles at Mike.

Y/n followed Mike as he led her the way to Mr. Wilson's Class.

"Thank you for leading me the way to my class. Sorry if I seemed like a bother." Y/n apologizes as she looks at Mike.

"It's no problem." Mike smiled.

"Hey, I never got your name, I probably should have asked you first before you led me the way to my class." Y/n softly chuckles, Mike loved your cute little chuckle his heart skipped at beat.

" It's Mike- Mike Wheeler." Mike introduced himself to Y/n.

" I'm Y/n L/n, I'm new. And I want to say thank you, and I hope i see you around." Y/n said as she smiled at Mike.

Y/n thought Mike was pretty cute and nervous he was talking to her.

"You too, well I'm of to class, bye Y/n." Mike nervously waved as he walked off.

Y/n fully adjusted to Hawkins Highschool, she joined cheerleading and was best friends with Chrissy, she also talks to Mike alot, she comes over to his house, Mike's mom loves Y/n, and his little sister and Nancy.

"Y/n, we love you in our home, Mike talks about you a lot." Karen said, smiling at Y/n, Y/n giggles looking back at Mike, who was embarrassed and nervous.

"OK, mom, Y/n and I are going upstairs before you can say anything embarrassing about me." Mike smiles nervously as he holds Y/n's hand, leading her to his room.

Y/n made it to Mike's room and kissed. I know this came out of the blue, but Mike and Y/n had been dating for 5 months.

Mike asked Y/n out after school. Mike saw Y/n smiling as she walked with her friends. She looked Flawless.

"Hey! Y/n." Mike called out as he grabbed Y/n's attention.

" I'll see you guys tomorrow." Y/n said to her friends as she walked over to Mike.

"Mike, you can do this.' Mike thought to himself.

" Hey, Mike. Do you need something?" Y/n asked as she looked at Y/n.

Her beautiful coily hair, her shiny brown eyes, and beautiful brown skin make her so beautiful in the sunlight as she's in her cheer outfit.

" I was wondering if you wanna go out with me, at the arcade." Mike said, looking back at Y/n.

"But, if you busy, I understand I can just ask you some other ti-." Mike was cut off as Y/n kisses Mike, Mike was shocked hewaa not expecting that, but he kissed her back as he held Y/n by her waist.

" I would love to." Y/n said, smiling at Mike, as she pecks him on the lips.

" Bye, Mike." Y/n walks off.

" Yes." Mike said smiling as he jumps in victory

That's when Mike started to fall in love with Y/n. They hanged out a lot, Y/n is always at his D&D games, and she's besties with Dustin.

Y/n and Mike made out in his bed as they passionately kissed each other. " I love you." Mike said as he looked at Y/n with so much love for her. Y/n wanted him to say those words when they started dating. " I love you, too." Y/n smiles as he kisses him.

Mike cups Y/n's face as they both rested their heads against each other as they hold hands.

Mike Wheeler was madly in love with Y/N, and Y/n was madly in love with Mike Wheeler.

(Sry if this was short) :(

#Stranger things #Mike wheeler #Mike wheeler x reader #Spotify #mike wheeler x black reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things x black reader #black!reader #finn wolfhard

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vampire-club · 7 months ago

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Heroes | November 7th, 1983

steve harrington x oc

(this entry contains: pining, yearning, slow burn, teen angst, unrequited love, childhood best friends, best friends, friends with benefits, sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, smoking, drinking, david bowie, vampires, potentially erotic soccer playing, dungeons, dragons, and the incurable desire to be known)

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from the diary of Sara Henderson: writer, actor, biter, striker, team player, good with kids

dedicated to her brother, Dustin, and her best friend, Steve. may they never, ever read this!

i might be in the library…

November 7th, 1983

I can’t discern the sound that wakes me up. Realizing it’s a symphony of both my alarm and the phone, I hit the clock and drag myself to my desk. Mom is at work so I play receptionist in the mornings. I clear my voice before answering the phone.

“Hel-” I am immediately cut off.

“Sara?” Joyce. My mind immediately runs away from me. It’s not unusual for her to call, but being almost frantic first thing in the morning?

“Y-yeah?” Is all I can manage as I snap into the day. Her words are on top of mine.

“Did Will stay over last night?” Will doesn’t stay over here. I mean, he has before but it’s not exactly something that would happen on a whim.

“Oh, no. He rode his bike home from the Wheeler's. I saw him… he was with Dustin. He went right past our house…” Right?

“And you haven’t seen him?” She’s seemingly trying to keep herself together.

“No. Didn’t he make it home last night?”

“I’m sure he just left before I saw him this morning.” This isn’t normal. I can tell she’s scared. I’d be worried, too. I’m like her in that way. Seems I have more in common with 40 year old mothers every day. Bummer.

“Ok, I’ll-”

“Thank you, Sara. Bye.” The line disconnected before I could say anything else. Huh. Business as usual? I put the phone back and haul myself to Dustin’s door.

“Morning!” I knock loud enough to wake him and wait for a response. A loud groan tells me all I need to know. He’s awake and he’ll join the rest of the world shortly.

What’s going on with Will? I don’t want to tell Dustin yet. It could be nothing so there’s no reason to worry him, right? For now, I’ll pretend everything is normal. Nothing I haven’t already been doing so what else is new?

Just go through the motions as usual. Make breakfast, get ready, make sure Dustin leaves for school on time.

I grab some bowls of cereal, put them on the table and- no milk. Shit. Just add it to the list and I’ll grab it later. Change of plans. I grab two muffins and throw some bacon on the stove. Be right back. Get dressed quickly and of course all my sweaters are dirty. I guess I’ll do laundry when I get home. Short sleeves. Just throw a jacket over and it’ll be fine. Bra, boots, bag, blush, books… bacon. I throw everything into my backpack and run back into the kitchen. Almost burnt. Good enough timing.

“Come on, Dustin. Breakfast.” I call, pouring him a glass of juice and putting on a pot of coffee. By the time I set the table and take a moment to sit, I hear his door open, then close. He clumps to the kitchen and drops his things.

“Good morning.” He says, clearly still tired.

“Good morning. Did you get your homework done?” He nods as he bites into his muffin. There has to be something for us to talk about.

“I have some time this week to write a campaign for you guys.” No I don’t. “You could play it this weekend.”

“That could be cool. We just have to finish our other campaign first.”

“Then I’ll have it for you next weekend.”

“Awesome.” He smiles

That worked. Kinda how it used to be. Dustin and I actually have a lot in common. I’m not sure if that is more embarrassing for me or for him. We both finished our food quickly since it wasn’t much and we were on our way out. I hand him his hat and pour some coffee to go. Plenty of cream and lots of sugar.

“Be safe.” I tell him as he gets on his bike.

“I know.” He says. “See you later.”

“Later.” I wave as he rides off. Following his lead, I get in my car and make my way to school.

Sweetly reminiscent,

Something mother used to bake

Hawkins High has an unspoken rule about parking spots. They’re not assigned but they might as well be. My spot is the fifth down the second aisle, facing north. Steve parks on my left, the sixth spot. 99% of the time, I beat Steve to school. The 1% is the days I don’t show up. I leave a little note on his windshield every morning. Mostly meaningless, they are usually just lyrics or Shakespeare or drawings.

“Thy sin’s not accidental, but a trade.”

I’ll explain it to him eventually. I won’t see him until class, but somehow I feel his lingering presence as I pass Nancy in the hall. She’s a little preoccupied reading some note so neither of us really acknowledge the other. She’s not quite my friend but we’re more than acquaintances. I don’t know what to call that. Well now she’s like my friend's almost girlfriend? Whatever, just keep walking to class.

I save a seat for Steve. I want to sit closer to the front, he wants to sit in the back. We sit in the middle. He walks in right before the bell in a manner that I would call oddly peppy.

“She’s got you good, Romeo.” I whisper.

“And I’m gonna see her again tonight.” Almost jumping for joy in and out of his seat.

“You are a real winner.” I grab the notes from my bag and hand them to him. “Don’t let me down now that you have other prospects.”

“Have I ever?” Hand over heart, he looks at me.

thy sin’s not accidental, but a trade

Hours pass by. I think about Will and my brother. It somehow makes the day go by faster. Soon, I’m walking back to my car with Steve.

“I’ll let you know how it goes.” Please don’t.

“Oh good. Disgusting amounts of detail please.” I will throw up if you say anything weird.

“Yeah you wish.” He opens my door and nudges me into the seat. I should run him over.

“Gross. I’ll talk to you later. Don’t forget-” He cuts me off as I start the car.

“The notes. I’ve got it. Bye” He closes my door. Rolling my eyes, I wave to him and drive away. Off to my destined duties and to not think about him swapping spit with Nancy.

By the time I’m home from the store, the sun is just about to set. Dustin is home, sitting at the kitchen table as I walk in. Usually he would be at Mike’s.

“Hey Dust, I didn’t think you’d be here. How was school?”

“The same as it always is I guess. Except for the part where the cops told us that Will is missing.” So it’s real and it’s only getting realer. He won’t be happy if he finds out I knew something was wrong.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know, I guess he didn’t get home last night. We answered their questions but we should be out there helping.” Absolutely not. There is a line when it comes to me getting into trouble and this would probably be crossing it. I especially need to keep Dustin out of it. I take a deep breath.

“Look, I am sorry that they can’t find Will but there isn’t much that we can do. If the police are looking for him then let’s not interfere. You’ve already helped by telling them what you know.”

“I was gonna go to Mike’s and…” Here we go.

“You know I can’t let you. Not until we know-”

“Please, Sara.” I kneel down next to him, really needing him to hear me.

“I have to keep you safe, especially now. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.” He goes to his room without another word. I don’t try to stop him. At least he’s not in danger there. I’ll just try again later.

Unpack groceries, start laundry, make dinner. Go team! Except that the team is me, myself, and I.

Dinner is quick. Just some spaghetti for tonight. I don’t have the time or the desire to make anything else. Dustin says he’s not hungry. I’ll try again a little later.

Not too much homework tonight. It’s mostly Latin, which is probably the most cerebral class I’m taking. Steve thinks it’s funny, but I’m not the one struggling in Spanish. Mom gets home, thanks me for the groceries, and goes to bed by the time I’m done. I check the clock and it’s already 9. Time to try appealing to Dustin one last time. I know that he’s worried, I am too. We really are similar, which is why I know what will work on him. I go to his bedroom door and knock.

“I got ice cream at the store if you want some.” Nothing.

“Dessert for dinner. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity you’re missing out on.” Still nothing. “Dustin!” I knock again. “Dustin?” Against my better judgment, I decide to open the door.

He’s not there.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Immediately I looked for his bike. Easiest way to know if he’s home. Nowhere to be found. Now, unlike last night, I shoot out of the house and am flying through the neighborhood. I go straight to the Wheeler’s, getting there in record, and law, breaking time. It’s really raining. I loathe driving in the rain. Almost there and I see Steve’s car parked a block away. Subtle.

As I approach the house, I notice the idiot in question trying to climb out of a window. Steve notices my car pull up. I don’t even turn the car off before getting out. I won’t be here long. He walks through the yard in a way that only he would describe as sneaky. Lucas scrambles out of the house right after. I nod him off, signaling him to get home.

“Be safe.” I warn. He nods before taking off on his bike. Dustin comes out right after, first in a hurry, but almost freezes when he sees me. Slowly making his way towards me, but Steve beats him.

“What are you doing here?” Steve asks. I simply point at Dustin.

“Uh oh. Someone’s in trouble.” Steve says as he starts to walk towards his car.

“You’re not setting a very good example.” I joke.

“Neither are you.” He shrugs, slipping me a pack of cigarettes he must have swiped from me earlier.

“See you later” And he’s off. Just in time for Dustin to take his place.

“What do I always tell you? Don’t do anything stupid, don’t do anything dangerous, and don’t be like him.” I gesture to Steve and turn to open my trunk for his bike.

“Are you mad?” I really want to be.

“I’m just glad you’re safe.” I take his bike. “Get in.” And he does.

This is the first night we drive home without music.

He seems pretty shaken up and I can’t tell if it’s because he got caught or if it’s something else. What happened tonight, and where is Will? It’s not quiet for long.

“You’re not in trouble.” Let’s get that out of the way.

“Are you gonna tell mom?” And get us both in trouble?

“I won’t. Unless you want me to.” Clearly a joke. That is the last thing either of us want. He laughs a little.

“Good idea.” He says and I grin.

“But I will tell you that what you did tonight was a new level of stupid. You completely ignored everything I’ve told you.”

“I know… what do you mean by ‘don't be like Steve?��” I’ll tell you when you’re older or whatever parents say.

“Just that… he does stupid things and you, Dustin, are not stupid. So I don’t want you acting like it.” Stellar big sister advice if I do say so myself.

“Do you think Steve is a douchebag?” Yes.

“Yes.” Honesty. Without hesitation.

“So why are you friends with him?” Well. What do I say to that? Because he’s Steve. That’s it. There’s not a way to explain it that would make sense. The closest I’ve got is because I think that I’m a douchebag too so it’s a birds of a feather thing. But I won’t say that to Dustin. Instead…

“He’s a good guy, I think.” A little rough.

“You think?”

“‘I think’ as in that’s what I believe. I believe that he is a good guy. That is why I’m friends with him. I always thought you liked Steve.”

“I don’t know, you just seem mad at him.” Not far off but just another thing I can’t explain.

“I’m not. It doesn’t matter.” Deflect. “What you did was stupid regardless of Steve. What were you guys even doing?”

“Nothing.” He snaps and the car is quiet again.

“You don’t have to tell me, but if you want to, you know?”

“Yeah, I know. No secrets.” He says.

“No secrets.” I say.

And it’s clear that neither of us mean it.

said you’d give me light

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myrammmortal · 1 year ago

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Chapter 24, I'm swearing so you can see how goffik I am

AN: prepz stup flaming da story ur jus jelous so fuk u ok go 2 hel!11 raven fagz 4 di help!

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Well we had Deviation next so I got to ask Proffessor Trevolry about the visions.

“Konnichiwa everybody come in.” said Proffesor Sinister in Japanese. She smelled at me with her gothic black lipstick. She’s da coolest fucking teacher ever. She had long dead black hair with blood red tips and red eyes. (hr mom woz a vampire. She’s also haf Japanese so she speaks it and everyfing. she n Frau Schneider get along grate) She’s really young for a teacher. 2day she was wearing a black leather top with red lace and a long goffik black ripped dress. We went inside the black classroom with pastors of Emily the Strong. I raced my hand. I was wearing some black naie Polish with red pentagrams on it.

“What is it Paul Darkness Alzheimer Birdflu Landers?” she asked. “Hey I love ur nail polish where’d u get it, Hot Topik?”

“Yeah.” I answered. All the preps who didn’t know what HT was gave me weird looks. I gave them the middle finger. “Well I have to talk to you about some fings. When do you want to due it?”

“Ho about now?” she asked.

“OK.” I said.

“OK class fucking dismissed every1.” Proffesor Trevolry said and she let every1 go. “Except for you Britney.” she pointed at Britney and sum other preps. “Please do exorcize (geddit) 1 on page 3.”

“OK I’m having lotz of visions.” I said in a worried voice. I’m so worried is Richard gong 2 die.

Well she gave me a black cryptal ball to lock in. I looked at it.

“What do you c?” she asked.

“I said I see a black gothic skull and a pentagram.”

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I looked at it. It was Richard. He was looking really sexy wearing a black leather facet, a black Emigrate t-shirt and blak Congress shoes.

“Okay you can go now, see ya cunt.” said Proffesor Sinister.

“Bye bitch.” I said waving.

I went to Richard and Vampire was sitting next to him. We both followed Richard together and I was so exhibited.

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delightfulkitteninternet · 1 year ago

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Test Subject 14 name: unknown furx form:smoke tranfur % 40 date 30/07/10

× ok no one might notices me.... Dispair time.... × (runing can be heard) ×ANYONE THERE× @ RRRRUUUUUNNNN@ @ HHRAGA RRRAAHGG @ ×OH F*CK×(subject starts running to the second floor) ×i know i like dispair but hell no! × (subject unknowingly runs in and out of the smoke) ×i have to g-hrrg × (subject can barely stand up properly as he turns) ×hrrrg rrahhhggr hel-ggaarrrgaar × (walking can be heard) [hm hm hmm may this bring hmm oh! A what where you guys called again? The remnants of dispair yeah thats it i remember now! Cant believe one of you went to here to go fix yourself!] ×hhrrgg RRRAAAHHHHGGG× [OH SH*T] (dr eoe dives out of the way of the attacking feral subject) [i think i should go now with this furx bye] (dr eoe leaves) × HHHRR HHAAAGGGRRRR×

#danganronpa #dr1 #au #changed #dr eoe #ultimate imposter

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pindl3 · 4 years ago

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I just spent the better half of an hour transcripting Tubbo and Ranboo's entire conversation from the burger van.

The entire thing.

As I was going through it I noticed that it allowed me a much better look what they're actually saying. To hone in on the words.

Also there's one bit of the conversation that I am 100% going to turn into ranboo angst. Anyway, here's the full transcript! Feel free to use ^-^ I know looking through 8 minutes of conversation is annoying. It's all as accurate as I could get it, including the stammering and extra bits.

Video to listen along to

Tubbo: hello!

Ranboo: oh- uh, hel- hello

Tubbo: hi!

Ranboo: how are- how are you doing.

Tubbo: I'm doing alright, uhh-

Ranboo: doing alright- what were- what were you up to?

Tubbo: I was just talking over with quackity, burger business, you know *laughs*

Ranboo: is- is- did everything go well? Is everything ok? With that?

Tubbo: uh, yeah, I assume it's- yeah! I'm pretty sure it's uh, fantastic

Ranboo: you sure?

Tubbo: uh, yea yeayeayea 100%. I think it's going really well! Can I come inside? I wanna have a look at all your- I wanted to have little look at all your place

Ranboo: um yeah, sure- it's not much right now but we're still- um, we're still- me and uhh, Wilbur are still working on it.

Tubbo: Why do you trust Wilbur so much?

Ranboo: hm?

Tubbo: why do you trust Wilbur?

Ranboo: well ok, here's- here's the thing. Basically, I don't like- trust trust Wilbur yet but I definitely do have more trust in him than you do. But um...

Tubbo: yeah.

Ranboo: I mean, thirteen years... I mean, thirteen years, a guy has got to change throughout all of that right? (Unsure)

Tubbo: yeah I suppose so- I mean I don't not believe that he's changed i just think that he has to have the opportunity to prove it.

Ranboo: yeah! And thats why im- that's why im here so that, when he does something that does redeem himself then someone can be there that's- that'll be able to see it and everything- and honestly I would rather have it be me, the person... um, id rather have the person that be there be me instead of maybe someone... else. So um...

Tubbo: yeah I guess that- that makes a lot of sense I guess. I.. I don't know I just- I'm not sure I feel prepared to put my life in his hands again if you know what i mean.

Ranboo: well this isn't- this isn't putting my life in his hands. This is just- this is just making a little burger shop and everythi- are- are you like, okay with all of this right?

Tubbo: oh yeaaah yeaahh it's fine it's fine. I think it's quite enjoyable.

Ranboo: *softly, to himself* ok that's- that's- that's good. Ok, yep...

Tubbo: yeah I understand it all it makes a lot of sense

Ranboo: you- you sure you understand? Because- like, if you need me to- to stop, then I'll stop, like-

Tubbo: no no, it's alright it's alright- is there a reason like, I noticed that you hadn't told Wilbur about the tax reasons marriage *laughs softly, self conscious*

Ranboo: yeah well that's- that's just because- from what I've heard from Tommy and everything the Wilbur that- thirteen years ago at least- might've- he used stuff against Tommy and everything, so, you know just in case, just in case. I mean I still trust Wilbur just not- you know not super fully but still, still at least a little bit.

Tubbo: yeah, o-oh I completely understand though that makes a lot of sense honestly

Ranboo: so I- I mean I like working with him as well- I mean it's nice to just- to do something. You know?

Tubbo: yeah fair enough. Like- yeah I think the competition will be *hesitation* good- yeah I mean I'm very excited, I haven't felt this happy in quite a while. It feels like I've finally got- you know, something under my belt, something I can, you know really sink my teeth into and be a part of- it feels like I'm part of- like a bigger cause now. Like-

Ranboo: so... so you're saying you're sure that this is- that you're all okay with- everything that's going on?

Tubbo: yeah yeah of course! It's just friendly competition man, it's gonna be awesome. If anything it'll just be better for consumers, it means we're gonna make better things for everyone.

Ranboo: *hesitance* yeah, yeah that makes- that makes um... that makes sense, at least. I mean...

Tubbo: I mean, are you alright?

Ranboo: how did you- how did you bury the hatchet with quackity though? That's what I don't get...

Tubbo: bury the hatchet? What do you mean by that?

Ranboo: cuz I mean- how did you make peace with him cuz the last time we spoke about him you were talking about he had a role in your... un- unfortunate removal of life...

Tubbo: yeaahh he did, but- it- I mean to be honest it's as much- well no I mean I'm not even sure it is as much quackitys fault as wilbur- but like- I don't- like- I mean I was gonna die no matter what that day... I mean, it just happened. I mean I don't... eh, I don't have much quarrel with him, I think it's a-okay. I mean, he seems to have... I mean look at what he's built, like, he seems good. I mean... yeah I managed to also, like, clean over all the ruckus that we had about the um, cookie outpost and stuff as well, so that's all past now.

Ranboo: oh really? So he's ok with that now? *relieved*

Tubbo: yeah, yeah he promised me a good life. Like-

Ranboo: what do you mean...? Was your- life not- good before?

Tubbo: no! Nonononono it was- he talked *hesitance* a lot about L'manburg... and like he- yeah.

Ranboo: well- that wasn't- that wasn't really that much of a good life for you though- was it?

Tubbo: oh no- you- you've only heard the bad bits of L'manburg- *confident* L'manburg was amazing. You've only-

Ranboo: he- he promised you like, the- the good bits

Tubbo: yeah, yeah basically, which is- it's awesome.

Ranboo: *softly, to himself* that's- that's good, that's good.

Tubbo: yeah, so I- I figured out how to- like um- get rid of the tension regarding the cookie outpost; we came to an agreement, signed a contract, dot the t's and the i's- you know, put the past in the past. Im excited to, you know, keep moving forward, it's exciting!

Ranboo: ... ok, a-awesome... so- *voice raises an octave* so he's okay with the cookie shop now?

Tubbo: oh yea! Yeah yeah he's 100% okay! Basically, we just came to the agreement- is- I wasn't acting myself, like before when I was working on the cookie shop- I wasn't being myself- I was, I was just upset, and sad, and like- I just wanted to have something to feel part of something bigger again. But then I realized instead of fighting the thing that would've given me that feeling, I tried to make my own. I dig my heels in- it wasn't really- the right thing to do. I-

Ranboo: mhm (of reassurance)

Tubbo: so we signed a contract, I- so the cookie shops still owned by me, but it just exists within Las Nevadas now. And um... yeah, it follows its laws and regulations.

Ranboo: ok- so is everything- is everything um... everything's- *pause* w-wait so how exactly again? Sorry- how did you- make quackity ok with it all?

Tubbo: so we went up to the needle, uhh, we just talked it out, we wrote up a contract and I just- basically agreed to have the cookie shop become part of Las Nevadas! Cuz I mean it doesn't make sense-

Ranboo: wait you- you gave away the cookie shop?

Tubbo: well I mean I didn't give it away- I still own it, it's just now part of Las Nevadas.

Ranboo: which is- owned by quacki- you gave away the cookie shop.

Tubbo: well... yeah, but not- entirely.

Ranboo: y- yeah, entirely.

Tubbo: no- thats not how it works at all. It's- it's still owned by me- it's just, it exists inside his territory.

Ranboo: wait- but it's property of Las Nevadas, which is owned by quackity.

Tubbo: no! It's not like that at all.

Ranboo: you gave it- it seems like you just...

Tubbo: no, there's a lot more to it than that, it's not just- it's not black and white and I just- gave it to him- I still own it, I still have full control over it. It's just- it just follows his laws- which is fine.

Ranboo: and his ru- awesome, cool- um, that's great! Oh would you look at that- the bread is- stale- I gotta go-

Tubbo: oh, ok

Ranboo: but it was nice um- it was nice- uh talking to you- im gonna go throw this bread in the river- alright!

Tubbo: okay

Ranboo: um, thanks for- thanks for stopping on by, um- I'll talk to you um... l- later. Alright buh bye-

Tubbo: ok, bye!

Tubbo: that was- that- that was um... uh, I wasn't expecting that to *laughs* go quite like that- I didn't think that mattered that much... uhh- that- I was not expecting that to um... he- he didn't seem- oh god. That was- that felt a little- awkward. I didn't, I mean- *defensive* it's mine to give away! I mean, I- I built the entire place! Like- I built all of it. That is so weird.

#dsmp #mcyt #dream smp #tubbo #ranboo #beeduo #bee duo #transcript #dsmp lore #dream smp spoilers #anyway. I have a ranboo quote from this to turn to angst #hehe

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pinkykitten · 7 years ago

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I’m happy when I’m with you

13 Reasons Why

Cyrus x female! reader

Warning: reader has social anxiety

Specifics: romance, fluff, angst, race neutral reader

People: Cyrus, you

Words: 1,184

Request: By anonymously Hi there! I just saw your updated list and saw you were writing for 13rw, and for the second season. I wanted to know if you could write something for my Favorite character Cyrus. I'm not to sure of a plot line, maybe she has social anxiety and can't go to concerts with him and feels bad so he comforts her or something?? I just had to jump on the idea of you doing Cyrus Thanks 💕💕

Authors Note: hola! glad i could write this for u. i luv cyrus hes like short, cute, goth, like what more do u need? im srry this took so long for me to write, im srry if you thought i would never write this. cyrus is such and awesome character and hes just funny to me. again srry anon for the waiting thank u for being patient with slow me. thnx for requesting and enjoy! pls guys if u have any feedback whatsoever give it here. i luv to hear what u guys think.

The feeling of seeing people was horrible. It was mixed emotions, fear, self-conscious and embarrassment. They all contributed to one another.

Cyrus, again, asked if you could go to one of his concerts that he was going to. Word has it that those concerts are wild, and very...Cyrus. Every time Cyrus asked you to go to a concert, or a party, heck even a gathering you would always come up with an excuse. Saying you had the flu, your period (you used that one a lot), or just a lot of studying to do.

You were laying on your bed, reading when your phone buzzed. You placed your book down and grabbed your phone. It was Cyrus who was texting you.

Cyrus: hey sexay THANG! i wanted to ask u something?

You: hey raccoon, whats up?

Cyrus: hold up!!!!! did u just make fun of my eyeliner?

You started giggling, not thinking he would catch the joke.

You: babe, or should i say raccoon, yes, yes i did

Cyrus: ur lucky ur cute or else i would of gone over there and taught u not to mess with me

You: oh pls anything but that

Cyrus: lol, but anyways back to the point, i wanted to ask u if u wanted to come to one of the concerts?

Those emotions started to flood your brain all over again. You stood up and threw your phone on your bed. Rubbing your face, stressed, thinking of a excuse. You paced back and forth in your bedroom. You already used the period card this month, you always use study, what do you use now!

Cyrus: babe?

Your phone buzzed and you looked back, it was Cyrus. You had to answer.

You: srry babe, i dont feel that great. i think i have the stomach bug.

Cyrus: oh

Cyrus: are you ok?

You: yeah why

Cyrus: no its just every time i ask u to go to one of the concerts or party's u always say no. is there something ur not telling me?

You bit your nails meditating on what you were going to say.

You: i just dont feel good, i have to get back to something. bye.

You turned off your phone and laid back in bed.

You felt you weren’t good enough for him. You always said no to these things, you felt like a failure. Why couldn’t he just leave you? Why can’t he be with someone who can go to his concerts and party’s? You were stopping him from having fun and it hurt you. All you wanted to see was Cyrus happy, and you were stopping that from him.

You wrapped yourself in your favorite blanket and buried your head in your pillow. Silently, the tears came out. The tears would not stop. You promised yourself that whenever you were to see Cyrus you would break up with him. You had to let him free. He has to be with someone else.

Next thing you hear is rocks being thrown at your window. You sat up and went to check who it was.

It was Cyrus.

You checked the time and it was already 12:00 AM.

You lifted your window up.

“What are you doing here Cyrus?”

Cyrus stopped the throwing and smirked, “I wanted to see my beautiful girl.”

You turned around and bit your fist. Oh, this was going to be hard to tell him that you couldn’t see each other any more. Facing him again you fake a smile, but Cyrus knows that your smile is fake. His face grows worried with concern.

“Okay, climb up.”

Cyrus hurriedly, climbs up to your window. He jumps inside and brushes his shoulders. “Easy.”

Its quiet because of you. You stand there breathing in and out, trying not to sob.

“Cyrus. I need to tell you something.”

Cyrus was now very worried and concerned. “Babe, whats wrong? Did I do something?”

“No see, Cyrus its not you. Its me.”

Cyrus shook his head. “What the hel* are you talking about?”

You then started crying, and Cyrus went to go hug you but you placed a hand in between. “No Cyrus, no! We can’t see each other anymore. We just can’t. I’m breaking up with you.”

Cyrus knitted his eyebrows. “What, why? Babe if I did something wrong I am so sorry. Babe, you know I love you. You’re my girl. I don’t want to lose you. Can you talk to me though? Can you tell me why you want to break up?”

You took a seat on your bed, Cyrus sitting next to you. “I can’t go to concerts or party’s or stuff like that because,” you sighed. “Because I have social anxiety. But see, I don’t want you to worry about me. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me and date me because of that. I want you to be with someone who will love and cherish you. That can do all those things with you.”

Cyrus shook his head. “Babe, you just could of told me all this the first time I asked. I’m sorry for asking all those times. I’m here for you, whenever you feel trapped or scared. I want to be there for you. Babe, I don’t mind if you can’t come to concerts or things like that. I’m not dating you because of that. I’m dating you not because I feel sorry, I’m dating you because I love you. I want to help you with your social anxiety. I want to protect you and comfort you. And I don’t want to be with anyone else, I want you. Also, all those things you said about how you want someone to love and cherish me, babe you already do all those things and more. I understand why you can’t come to concerts and I’m not mad. I want you to feel comfortable and happy, because I know for dam* sure when I’m with you, I’m like the happiest goth alive.”

You chuckled at his last sentence. Your crying stopped, but Cyrus wiped your face with his sleeve. Your faces mere centimeters apart.

“I love everything about you Cyrus. I love how you said all that, and I love how sweet you are to me. I’m sorry I wanted to break up with you, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you all this the first time.”

Cyrus shrugged, “What do you think boyfriends are for? Plus, even if you were going to break up with me, I would totally try to win you back.”

You giggled and kissed his nose, “I love you Cyrus.”

Cyrus looked into your eyes and kissed you. Your lips meeting passionately and lovingly. Connecting in perfect sync.

You laid back in your bed with Cyrus on top. Cyrus bit your lip and kissed you deeply. He kissed all over your face and laid right next to you.

Your head was placed right on his chest and he held you tightly there. Your bodies against one another. You both cuddled with each other.

“You make me happy y/n. You’re my girl.”

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rkfanfics · 6 years ago

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One Shot part 2

Since having the baby over six months ago Renee wasn’t really feeling herself that much. She wasn’t feeling sexy these days. Her old wardrobe she had to get rid of because it no longer fit like it used to. She felt fat and ugly. Then she was so busy. If she wasn’t taking care of her son Michael J Jordan she was at work and or taking care of the house. She didn’t make time to relax, go out with her friends, or even enjoy herself with anything.

Having a baby stopped a lot of things for her. She had the help of her husband Michael and his and her family. She just didn’t feel comfortable allowing someone other than her and her husband looking after their child. It’s not that she didn’t trust them she just didn’t wanna leave that responsibility on someone else when she was able bodied to do it.

To try and help bring her out of her funk Michael set up a day for her to be pampered and get beautified leading up to a night out with her girls. He hired a masseuse, a hairstylist, makeup artist, and got his stylist Ade to bring a rack of women’s outfits and accessories to their home.

When Renee got home from work to see a masseuse, hair stylist, makeup artist, nail tech, and his female stylist Ade she was in awe. Her hubby never cease to amaze her with everything he did. To not leave her clueless and have her blowing up his phone asking a lot of questions he texted her what he had planned. The plans was for her to get pampered, beautified, go out to dinner with her girls, check out the knew nightclub downtown, then back home.

After she had her massage she showered, got her mani, pedi, hair and makeup done, and found something to where from Ade’s clothing rack. She was wearing a red thin strap pencil dress, paired with some six inch Christian Louboutin sandal, and a black leather jacket from Michael’s Coach line. Her makeup was light, her nails and toes were white, and her hair was straighten into a half up half down style. Her friends Jayla, Michelle, and Dana had arrived earlier and came up to the room to watch her finish getting ready. Ade and the other workers packed up and left once Renee was done with them.

Michael had come home a little while ago after dropping little man off at his sisters place for her to watch him for the night. He hadn’t seen Renee since this morning so he decided to wait downstairs and watch tv until the girls came down.

Once Renee was finished getting ready her and her girls took a few pictures to add to their memories. They were going to make tonight one for the books. After their mini photoshoot they got word that the driver for the night was outside. They each came down the stairs leaving Renee behind while she made sure she had everything.

Michael stood holding the front door open nicely complimented each of the girls as they exited the house into the awaited black three row Escalade. He slightly closed the front door leaving a crack to try and go see what was taking his wife so long. Before he could hit the stairs he heard the clicking clacking of heels. He looked towards the noise to see his wife at the top of the stairs. They were having a silent stare off with him being speechless and her trying to read his expression.

“How do I look? Is it too much? Not enough?” Asking nervously while still standing at the top of the stairs.

“Um babe can you come downstairs fully so I can get a better look at you?”

She grabbed the rail to keep herself balanced and from falling down the stairs Michael never took his eyes off her. When she made it to the last few steps he grabbed her free hand to help her down the rest of the way. He spun her around looking and admiring every inch of her body.

“Damn baby if I knew you was going to be looking like this I wouldn’t have planned a girls night out but just a night with me. Damn you look incredible. Can you do a model walk for me please?”

Loving the attention her husband was giving her she gave him a model walk towards the couch and back where he stood by the stairs giving a dramatic spin. He bit his bottom lip admiring the love of his life. He was really starting to regret this girls night he planned. If he could he would cancel the whole thing now sending Renee girls on their way promising to make it up to them some other time.

“Alright now that I know how you feel. I wanna quickly thank you for all this you did for me today baby. I love and appreciate you so much for everything you do. You could’ve just told me I was beautiful and that you loved me and I would’ve been satisfied. You going all out like this is amazing though. I love baby.” Smiling caressing his beard looking into his eyes before giving him a sweet kiss.

Pulling away staring back into her eyes having a firm grip on her back side. “I love you to beautiful. I’m glad to put that smile on your face and make you feel good on the inside and outside. You’re beautiful to me no matter how you looking or what you’re wearing. Tonight is all about you. I just wanted to do this for you because I know you been in a bad funk lately and I wanted to do something for you to bring you outta of that. Did I help bring you outta that funk?”

Smiling. “You definitely did. Not only do I look sexy I feel it to. I might be in trouble tonight in this dress. You better hope other guys don’t stare too long because if looks could kidnap I’d be added to the missing persons list tonight.”

“Hmm on second thought I think I wanna come along. I wouldn’t mind being the only guy and I’m sure your girls wouldn’t either.” Pretending like he was going upstairs to change.

Giggles. “Nope. Tonight you said it’s all about me so you gotta stay here. I’ll be back whenever.” Saying while headed towards the front door.

Smirks. “You think you’re funny. Don’t let me pop up to wherever y’all be at and snatch your ass up and bring you home to punish you. You know I’m good for it.”

Texting her girls in a group text to let them know she was coming. “Yeah ok. You enjoy yourself here tonight daddy. Mommas got a date with a Italian dish, some glasses of wine, and a dance floor after. Don’t wait up for me.” Quickly trying to slide out.

He grabbed her from behind walking out the door with her to the Escalade. He helped her in the back seat alongside her friends.

“I want y’all beautiful ladies to enjoy yourselves tonight. Especially you.” Saying with his head inside the window looking towards Renee.

“Oh I will don’t worry.”

“Y’all keep in eye on her. Make sure she don’t get too crazy. She feeling herself tonight. Matter of fact bring her home by 12:30.”

“Aww just 12:30.”

“Nah make it 12:00.” She playfully smacked her lips. “Smack them lips again and you won’t be going anywhere.”

Sly smirk. “Boy bye. Driver get us outta here.”

“Don’t play with me girl I’ll embarrass you in front of your friends.”

Giggles. “Ok whatever. Get in the house I love you bye.” Gently pushing him away from the vehicle before the driver pulled off.

“Owe girl you gon be in some serious trouble when you get back home.” Michelle said.

Shrugging her shoulders. “Maybe I like the trouble I get myself into.”

“Damn it’s that good girl?” Dana chimes in from the back row.

“Honestly I don’t mean to brag but hell yeah. We don’t get to do it as much since I had our son but when we do we make it worth while.” Saying with confidence.

“Damn girl I’m jealous. You got a fine ass husband, you fine, y’all got a handsome baby boy, y’all both rich and successful, and have great sex. I need to know the formula for how you did this.”

“Girl mainly communication. Even if it’s just ten or fifteen minutes out of the day.”

One Italian restaurant, some Italian dishes, and a few glasses of wine later the girls made it to the Atrium nightclub. Being that Renee’s friend Jayla was blood related to one of the bouncers at the door they were able to skip the line outside and head right on in. They got side eyes from some chick and lustful eyes from other chicks. They heard the “ain’t that Michael B Jordan wife” from some girls and guys. Also hearing the usual “ damn she fine. Michael ain’t handling that right. I’d have her on crutches from beating that up” comments. Renee was used to this by now because in the past she would’ve felt hella uneasy.

One club section, some vodka shots, some booty twerking, and some camera pics and videos later the time was a little pass 1am and the girls besides Renee was winding down. Renee was completely drunk at this point with a slur in her speech and a wobble in her step. She totally disregarded what Michael said about a curfew. She knew the possible consequences but didn’t care about them.

Once it was time to go the girls had to grab Renee’s jacket, clutch purse, and help her back to the awaited vehicle. When they got back to Renee’s house they used her cellphone to call Michael to come outside and retrieve his drunken wife. He came outside in Nike slides, grey sweatpants, and a white tank top to see his wife shit faced in the back seat. He found her to be hilarious in this state. He grabbed her belongings from her girls then helped Renee out the vehicle towards the house sending the girls on their way.

It was hard trying to hold her things in one hand and then help her walk at the same time but he managed. When inside he laid her on the couch and put her clutch and jacket on the coffee table then went to the fridge to get her a bottle of water to flush out the alcohol.

“Daddy can... you hel... p me take.. this dress... off please. I’m hot.” Barely saying in a whiny voice.

He came back from the kitchen with a open bottle of water and sat on the coffee table in front of her. She tried to grab the bottle from him but he held it back.

“Not so fast grasshopper. You disobeyed me tonight. I wanted you home by twelve and it’s past 2 o’clock now. I was about to come to that club and snatch your ass up outta there but I decided to let you rock.”

“Maybe I wanted you to.” Saying still with a slur in her speech. She leaned forward some to start rubbing up and down his shoulders and on his chest.

“Since you don’t listen I want you strip for me. Every item you take off earns you a sip of these water. If you take too long I’ll take a sip for you. Now get that ass up I wanna see a show.”

He switched to the couch holding the bottled water tightly in his hands. She struggled to get off the couch falling on her knees then using the coffee table as leverage. She struggled to stand without her knees wobbling. She turned around and bent over in front of Michael’s face to try and take her heels off.

“Nah I want you to keep those on for now.” Moving her hand away from the heel strap. She gave a frustrating huff in the process. “Oh so you trying to huff and puff now.” He took a big sip of the water. “Take that dress off and stop playing with me and hurry up.”

She stood up straight and reached behind her back to try and pull the zipper down which was highly difficult. She had help from Ade to put the dress on so taking it off would need some help. She started to get cotton mouth from how dry it was and that water going down her throat would be lovely. It’s not like she couldn’t go to the fridge and get her own bottle of water she just liked the sexual fun that came with all this.

Putting her arms down in frustration. “Daddy I need help with the zipper. Can you help me please?” Putting on her best kind facial expression.

“Since you asked so nicely sure I’ll help a little bit turn around.”

She turned around as he stood up to help her. With the water bottle in one hand he used the other hand to pull the zipper down to about the middle of her back. He sat back down to watch her do the rest. She unzipped the rest of the zipper, slid the straps off, slowly slid the dress down, then stepped out of it turning around to face Michael.

His dick was already hard but if there was a way for it to get even more hard then it just happened. Seeing his wife in her see through strapless bra and panty set was a beautiful sight to see. He was starting to no longer be mad anymore and wanna carry her upstairs and have his way with her.

Renee could kind of since that he was letting his guard down so she was going to try and use this to her advantage. She was soaking wet down under and wanted him to feel it. She straddled his lap and was able to feel his dick damn near stabbing her clit through his grey sweats earning a moan from her. He held the water bottle towards her mouth giving her more than a sip surprisingly. Two drops of water slid down her chin to her chest in a race to her breast. Michael watched both drops to see which one made it to her breast the fastest.

His eyes were locked in on her huge double d’s and she had him right where she wanted him. She took her hands and unsnapped her bra from the front letting her breast be freed. Michael’s eyes damn near fell out their sockets at the sight.

Standing up from his lap. “Daddy I have to use the bathroom all those drinks catching up to my bladder. So can we take this upstairs to the bedroom please?” Saying a seductive tone while extending her hand out for him to grab.

He didn’t take no time hopping up off the couch to let her lead the way upstairs smacking and grabbing a handful of her ass on their way up. Once upstairs she left him on their king size bed while she went to use the bathroom and freshen up. When she finished her business she came out the bathroom completely naked to see him on the bed naked as well stroking himself. She stood admiring the sight of her sexy ass husband and the things she wanted to do to him and the things she wanted him to do to her.

Stopping mid stroke. “Come here.” Using his free index and middle finger signaling for her to come.

She slowly seductively did as he said stopping right in front of the bed frame.

“I want you to come sit on my face. I wanna eat while laying down on my back.” Sliding down on the bed some.

She got on the bed and crawled up his body with her ass stopping at his pelvis. She planted her hands flat on the bed with her breast swinging down like two swings at a playground distracting him. She bent down to kiss him biting and pulling on his luscious lips and grinding her ass towards the tip of his dick.

He was starting to lose his mind so he had to try and gain some control. He snaked his arms under her legs locking them in place. Then he slowly started to lift her up pulling her away from his lips to place her on his face. Her clit was on his lips between his chin and his nose. So every time he breath it hit her clit and made her shiver and moan. He hadn’t even started anything yet and she was going crazy. She held on to the headboard for balance and safety then he went to work.

He started licking from the top of her clit to the bottom getting into a rhythm. Then he started swirling his tongue all around as if he was writing both their names in cursive with his tongue. This action damn near drove Renee off the edge to where she put her hand down there to interfere. Michael lifted his hand under her legs to grab both her arms and pin them behind her back as tight as he could.

“Michael... baby I.. I’ m ready to cum. I... can’t tak.. this any.. lon.. ger.” Moaning every word out.

“Nah hold it until I say release.” Making sure to breath hard on her clit with every word he spoke.

He started licking and sucking on her clit at a turbo speed making Renee about to bust. A bit of her cum slipped out but she didn’t think he noticed. He then started to move his tongue in and out of her center at a fast pace like a frog catching a fly while sitting on it’s lily pad in the pond.

“I’m ready for you to cum for me baby. Release it all now.”

She didn’t waste no time letting it all flow out. She damn near drowned him with her juices but he didn’t miss a beat. He licked up ever drop leaving a little for her to taste herself. After catching her breath he released her and she went down to kiss him tasting herself on his lips and beard.

She then hopped on top without his permission catching him off guard before he could stop her. He planted his hands firm on the bed to lift up and slide up towards the headboard for comfort as she took her ride. She didn’t miss a beat bouncing up and down and all around. He had his hands on her breast trying to suck them but found it a bit difficult as she road him.

“You like that daddy? Am I riding it good for you?” Saying breathlessly.

“Of course sexy but I’m not letting you get that nut until I pound them walls first.”

She ignored the last part trying to focus on her task at hand which was make him cum. He never really liked letting her make him cum but tonight she wanted to change that. She picked up the pace more making him slide down the bed some. Then she started squeezing tightly on his dick when she slid back down on it. He was lost for words and she felt something shoot in her making her go faster and squeeze tighter. He completely exposed inside her bringing a sexy smile on her face.

“Damn daddy did mama make you bust? I’m sorry baby but I had to get mine.” Saying while riding out the rest of the orgasm feeling completely confident and sexy.

He was lost for words she beat him at his own game and he couldn’t be mad but he was for sure going to get his revenge. He swiftly switched positions having her ass up face down. He didn’t even warn her before he stuck his dick in her pussy. She had her hands pressed on the bed, face firmly planted into the pillow and back arched while receiving hard back shots. He was using her ass cheeks as a snare drum with the way he was hitting them. He wasn’t planning on letting up anytime soon. He wanted her to feel him deep inside her stomach.

With the way he was hitting it he might put another baby in her maybe even two or three. She didn’t care she was a pleasured moaning mess. She knew by the morning she might not be able to walk or talk but she loved the feeling.

They went more rounds in different positions and different areas of the room. The last round was back on the bed and now they were cuddled up under the sheets looking deep into each other’s eyes conversing.

“Wifey did I make you feel sexy today? Did I bring you outta of that funk you’ve been in?” Caressing her cheek.

Taking a deep breath. “You definitely did hubby. I wanna thank you for all that you did for me today and every other day. I love and appreciate you so much. Even if I don’t say it as much as I should I truly do.”

“I know you do. I love you to. I think I might’ve put a baby or two inside you tonight though.” Laughing a little to ease her mind.

Giggles. “Shit I think I might’ve made you do it when I road you and made you bust.”

“So you not mad that you could possibly be pregnant with another baby so soon with jr. not even being close to one yet?”

“Definitely not. We both agreed to have more than one baby. Remember?”

Makes a signs of relief. “Yeah I remember. I was just making sure. But how many do you want.”

“I wanted just two but if we happen to come up on twins then I wanna have a forth one to make it even. If that’s ok with you.”

“Definitely. I wanna have a little princess and another prince who looks like me since our first born took your face and dark chocolate complexion. How about you?”

“Same but as long as I get to have more healthy happy babies with you the gender don’t really matter to me. But a boy that looks like you is dangerous.” Giggling to herself.

Grins. “What’s dangerous about that?”

Giving him a knowing look. “Boy oh boy you already a mess with your looks and charm using them to get your way and to get out of certain things. Imagine that in our son looking like you with matching dimples.”

Michael couldn’t argue with that because he knew it was true. They spent the rest of the night or early morning talking until they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

#michael b jordan #mbj #fanfic #fandom #romance #marriage

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wizards-magic-and-witches · 7 years ago

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Dancing Fear’s and Love (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A/N: so I had this idea when watch this TV show called “Frasier” really good show btw i recommend. So i was watching season 3 episode 13 When I had this idea to follow the plot of that episode well not the exact plot but almost similar and add Bucky to it. So I hope y’all enjoy. Please do read my other stories. *Link to masterlist.

Summary:

Y/N turns to Bucky for dance lessons to prepare herself for of Tony’s extravagant ball.

Word Count: 1,944

Warnings : swearing (light), action’s almost leading up to rape (but does NOT happen)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGE OF THE DRESS

I was sitting in my room reading my book and just when it was getting to the interesting part when F.R.I.D.A.Y makes an announcement “Miss, Y/N Mr. Stark is hosting a ball on Saturday”

“Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y” I go back to reading my book and just as before I start to reading the first line of the paragraph Wanda burst through my door.

“Have you heard ?”

“Have I heard what ?” I say annoyed.

“Well about the ball, are you going ?” She’s asked me

“Um..” I still lay my gaze on the book but not reading.

“Don’t tell me you not going Y/N, I think you should go Jason will be there.”

“well that’s all the reason not to.”

Jason was another shield agent, we were dating for 3 months, and boy was it a good 3 months but one day he was just gone, he left a not on my table saying he can’t do this anymore.

“Well don’t you think you should go just it’s been 6 months since the both of you broke up.”

I let out sigh and told Wanda that I’ll think about it.

I decided to close the book I was reading since I know that I won’t be reading much.

“Saturday huh..” That’s like a day away and then realization hits “No that is a day away and I don’t even know how to dance. Oh shit, now what do I do ?”

The first thing that I do is open my closet to see if I have a gown to wear for the ball. I notice my old baby pink off shoulder gown with details of flowers and blue petals.

“Now that the dress is in check, the dancing part” I let out a frustrated groan and make my way to the kitchen to grab something to eat while making my way there I scroll through my phone for some waltz tutorial videos thinking that it might help.

I was busing being engrossed in my phone when I suddenly landed on something soft and warm when I opened my eyes I realized that I fell on top of Bucky.

I hurried and got up trying to straighten myself tucking a stand of hair behind my ear since I got flustered. I knew Bucky for a while now, we talked a bit here and there and I helped him with coping with today’s world.

“I’m sooo sorry Bucky I didn’t see you”

“Cleary, you were looking at your phone” he says while let out a chuckle.

“So dance tutorial huh?” he asked me.

“Yea, uh..Tony’s ball is tomorrow and I need to know how to dance” I mumbled feeling shy saying or rather admitting that I didn’t know how to dance.

Bucky looked at me and gave me a nod, I was about to say bye and grab some food when Bucky grabbed my wrist to stop me. “You know I could teach you” he said with a expressionless face. I turned to him and my eyebrow curled upward “Excuse me ?”

“I mean I can help you practice dancing” he said, I looked at him shocked since I knew that Bucky didn’t like too much contact with people he was not used to it yet. And hugging is one thing but dancing needs full contact.

“Are you sure ?” I spoke

“Yes doll” he gave me a firm nod.

“Do you have a date ?” he asks me.

“Uh..Yeah sort Sam kinda told me he will take me”

Bucky just nodded.

I told him that I would take up his offer and to met me in 15 minutes in my room.

He started me with some basic movies and then we worked our way up to The Waltz.

“Then the right foot goes back, the left back-and-over, and the right slides next to it”.

I do as he instructed me to.

“And that's it! All right, once again, A one-two- Oh! three, a two-two-three, a three-two-three, a four-two three”

And we begin again.

“This is boring, yet difficult.” I tell him with a pout.

He let’s out a small chuckle “Aw, there's no trick to dancing.It's just a matter of coordination.”

After a while we moved on to dancing the samba.

To be honestly I was completely nervous and my heart pounding in my chest by the closeness between Bucky and I. It’s not everyday you get to dance with a handsome guy let alone when the guy happens to be your crush. All I did was rest my head on Bucky’s shoulder and we slow danced. I felt like time had stopped.

~ At the Ball ~

It was 3 hours until the ball, I got ready, I was doing my makeup when Wanda and Nat walk in looking hot if I may add.

“So how you holding up ?” Wanda asks.

“Alright I guess Just nervous”

“Girl.. You look slay” Nat tells me with a gleam in her eye.

I just let out a chuckle out.

In the next hour Sam calls me and tell me that he finally asked that girl he likes and is taking her to the ball and apologized to me. I told him that he could go to the ball with her, he told me that he will drop me at the ball.

“You ready ?” Sam comes at my door.

“As I’ll ever be” I smile nervous at him and take his hand.

We reach the ball and I step in and Sam goes his separated way to find his date. I start scanning for Bucky.

Whom I spot easily standing with a familiar blonde man.

I walk up to where Bucky and Steve are. Steve hands me a glass of champagne which I gladly accept.

“Hey you look great Y/N”

“Thank you Steve”

I turn to look at Bucky who’s eyes are wide and jaw slightly open.

“Um..Bucky ?” I wave my hand in front of his face.

“Ye-yes You look spectacular doll”.

I blush lightly I avert my eyes from him and look at the dance floor.

“Tony really does go all out” I let out a sigh.

Bucky comes in front of me and takes my glass and sets it down.

“Dance with me ?”

I just nod at him.

He leads me to the dance floor and I already that jerk of a face Jason and his date but I couldn’t care less.

Bucky hold my hand in his and guides his other hand to his shoulder.

We start by dancing the Waltz just like he thought me. The entire time I felt like my heart beating so fast and I felt time slowed down.

I was so lost in Bucky’s beautiful eyes, I didn’t notice that a fast song was playing It was a Tango.

Bucky suggest we danced to it.

“Come Y/N it’s really easy just like waltz except we have to be really close to each other.”

“A tango! Oh, you never taught me a tango!” I say in almost a whisper shout.

“Oh, you'll love it! It's perfect for you! This is a passionate, full-blooded dance.”

“ There's only one rule in the tango: our bodies must be in continuous contact, with not a sliver of daylight between us.” Bucky whispers in my ears.

“I can do that. I think” I mummer.

He put his hand on my lower back and pulled me close to his chest, I could feel his breath on my neck and it send shivers down my spine.

We start dancing and I never thought I would have so much fun.

“You’r dazzling doll, absolutely brilliant” he let’s out praises and I start feel my cheeks heat up.

“Your not half bad your self Bucky,”.

I was so caught up in the moment of the dance that I yelled it out.

“Oh..Bucky I love you” I suddenly realized what I said and slapped my one hand on my mouth.

And the perfect moment to everyone just looked at me, I felt so embarrassed. Bucky just stood their not saying anything, I took this as a sign that he didn’t like me back and I could feel the tears pricking my eyes.

“Bucky I-I..” the next moment I know I’m running out of the room. In the distance I could hear Bucky shout out my name but I didn’t stop.

I ran straight to the balcony, I started to silently cry, secretly hoping Bucky would chase after me but knowing now that it would never happen.

While I was taking deep breaths to stop crying and wiping my eyes I heard shuffling noise behind.

“Bucky I’m sorry I-I” I turned around and was a bit taken back.

“Sorry, love not Bucky” It was that jerk of a boyfriend Jason.

He took a step towards me and I took a step back coming against the wall. I was too tired to deal with his dumb ass.

“Jason what do want ?” I spoke coldly to him.

He just laughed and said “ Quiet a show their Y/N, made me realize something”

Just hearing his voice I wanted to puke, “Get lost” he won’t budge, He cornered me and pinned me to the wall and pinned my legs with his so I would move.

“What the hel-” I was about to say when he try to force him self, I manage to head butt him.

He groans in pain, “You shouldn’t have done that love”

“I’m not your love Jason, Get the fuck away from me and keep your filthily paws to yourself” I shout and spit at him.

I was about to say more when.

“Get the fuck away from my love” Bucky knocked the daylight out of Jason “Don’t go anywhere near her you fucker.”

I finally grabbed Bucky and we moved away from Jason.

I lead him to my room to cool down.

“Are you ok ?” he asked full of concern.

“Yes Bucky thank you” I finally realized that just a few minutes a go I let it slip that I love him.

I open my mouth to speak but Bucky talks instead.

“I was calling out for you, but you didn’t listen and ran away, Don’t run away when someone calls your name doll.”

Bucky comes closer to me and intertwines his fingers with mine.

“I was searching for you and lucky I heard your voice shouting that asshat.”

“Bucky what are you d- ?”

Bucky shut me up with his lips on mine, I was so shocked at first but kissed him back.

He broke the kiss, “Y/N I love you too, I was in love with you since the first time I saw you,

But I didn’t want to tell you because Steve just brought me here, and I didn’t want to get you involved with me,

But then you helped me with my nightmares without you knowing it. I was going to tell you I love you but you and that Jason guy got together and I didn’t have the chance.

So when you told me that you had feeling for me I was so shocked that I was dreaming and that’s why I didn’t say anything and by the time I came by you where running away”

I looked at Bucky with tears in my eyes and put my arms around his neck and Kissed him and told him I loved him for the second and this time he said it back. Finally my Love had come to me and I to him.

~ THE END ~

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hitchell-mope · 6 years ago

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Henry: what happened?

Hansel: rumple has gone awol. It seems that Maurice declined to wake the sleeping beauty.

Henry: the dragon

Hansel: yep-uh

Henry: don’t worry. I have it sorted

At game of thorns

Henry: Maurice! I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. I’m your great grandson. By marriage.

He lunges at the old man

At Emma’s house

Emma: what hel...k happened to you?

Henry: nice save. Killian. I can honestly say you’ve never looked better

Hooks hair now resembles a birds nest courtesy of Roland’s barber skills

Killian (deadpan): thanks

Henry: you’re welcome. Mother you were saying.

Emma: why are you covered in (she looks at Roland) b-l-o-o-d

Henry: ah. Yes. Mid length story. You see umm.

Regina (poofing in): what the hell did you do to Maurice

Henry: and here comes Regina to helpfully explain. Roland. Rocky road?

Roland: yes please

Henry: uncle Killian. Could please take Roland...to granny’s? Please?

Killian: uh yeah. (Aside to Henry) try not to kill her

Henry: no promises. Try not to let Roland eat until he’s sick.

Killian: no promises

Henry (small smile): I deserve that

Killian and Roland leave

Regina: what the hell did you do t-argh!

Emma: what did you do to her?

Henry: oh nothing. I just put her tongue on the mantlepiece

Regina makes a move towards retrieving her tongue

Henry: I swear to you if you move I will make you watch as I burn it to a crisp (Regina sits down) good. Emma. I beat Maurice to a pulp because rumple has gone to New York because his father unable wouldn’t wake belle up. When I left the man he was covered in broken glass and choking on his own blood. Bookends huh? Only you didn’t stop me this time.

Emma: and her?

Henry: eh. She probably followed me to find out if Roland’s staying in Storybrooke. He is by the way. Sorry about this mom.

Emma: what. (Henry gives Regina her tongue back). Oh. Had to happen sometime

Henry: sadly

Emma: yeah

Kokomo by the beach boys starts playing

Emma: where is that music coming from?

Henry: my phone.

Emma: oh you like the beach boys

Henry: just this one song. Roland loves it. Helps him get to sleep (he answers the phone) hello, the dark authors phone. Henry Zimmer Swan Nolan speaking

Regina (incredulous): you changed your name?

Henry (covering the phone with his hand): yes. What of it

Regina starts to protest but Henry removes her tongue

Henry (on the phone): yes. Yes. Oh...crap. Seriously? Ok. Love you. Bye

He ends the call goes to Regina smacks the side of her head and gives her tongue back

Regina: what the hell was that for?

Henry: I’m not sure how but I’m holding you personally responsible.

Emma: what happened?

Henry: grandma grandpa Killian and the witch got sucked through a portal. Luckily the ones who count are unscathed

Emma: Hansel and Roland?

Henry: correct.

Regina: so what do we do.

Henry: sewing as technically I’m still a novice and Stiltskin has all the knowledge and the hallucinations of him have ceased in their diseasing of my mind. We go to New York. I’ll put the cuffs on you do you can’t escape. Mother can you drive us.

Emma: sure.

Henry: dammit.

Emma: what?

Henry: Killian was our choice of babysitter. But he’s gone now and. No it’s ok. Hansel will be safe here. I’ll have to call him

Emma: what do we do with her in the meantime

Henry: I’ve already put the cuffs on her. So she stays here you get the car?

Emma: yep. (Regina) you touch anything...

Regina: I know. Equestrian. I do not look good in orange jumpsuits

Henry: do you ever?

Emma: heheh. Good one

Henry: I thought so yes

Regina: not really no

Emma and Henry: did anyone ask you?

#once upon a time #ouat #once upon a time au #ouat au #henry mills #bisexual henry mills #bi henry mills #hansel ouat #nicholas zimmer #breadcrumb believer #maurice french #bi!dark!henry #killian jones #emma swan #roland hood #regina mills

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doingthewritething · 8 years ago

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Churro-Boy

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Besides a curse word here and there and some awkward fluff, nothing much

A/N: I don’t know where this idea came from but I definitely took some inspiration from a churro I ate earlier

word count: 1.8k

“Mom,” I said banging my hand against the trunk of our parked car, “MOM!”

After school, my mother and I went grocery shopping, and I was currently trying to get her attention from the back of the car to the front seat where she was happily chatting away to god knows who on the phone. When my mom talks on the phone, it seems as though she never stops talking, and it’s almost impossible for me to get her attention.

My mother huffed from the front seat and pulled the switch that opened the trunk.

“Thank you,” I muttered to myself.

I pulled the trunk all the way up and began to formulate a plan to get most -if not all- of the bags out of the car. Ya girl is not taking more than one trip to the eighth floor of this apartment building.

As I started loading multiple bags on each arm, my mom finally decided to step out of the car and help me.

“Ok. Uh huh,” my mother laughed, “Yeah, okay, bye now! Mmhm, of course! Bye bye now, bye.”

“I lost count of how many times you said ‘bye’,” I joked to my mom as she helped with the rest of the bags.

“So now my kid thinks she’s a comedian huh,” she teased playfully, closing the trunk in the process.

“I’m no Kevin Hart, but I try,” I shrugged.

My mom rolled her eyes and led us to the apartment.

“Can you wake me up when dinner is ready? I’m gunna take a nap,” I told my mom after I helped unload some of the groceries.

“A nap? It’s 4 in the afternoon,” my mom questioned me as she started taking pans out to cook with.

“Yeah, well all that exercise today really tired me out,” I said.

“Are you talking about school or taking up the groceries just now?” she said while quirking an eyebrow.

“Both,” I smiled.

“Don’t you have homework to do?” she further prodded.

“Mother,” I sighed dramatically and placed my hand on my chest, “you know I am most productive when the sun goes down.”

I call my mom “Mother” when I want to be dramatic -which is quite often if I’m being honest. But it seemed to work because she laughed and finally gave in.

“Alright, but I’m not letting you take those four-hour-long naps, just until dinner is ready, okay?” she scolded me.

“If dinner happens to take you four hours to make then..” I said walking away to my room down the hall.

“I heard that young lady!” my mom called from back in the kitchen.

I grinned to myself and dropped my backpack at the foot of my bed. I took my shoes off and sighed contently.

Finally, I thought to myself, I can nap my problems away. Said problems being a test I have on Friday -two days from now.

My window blinds were still open from this morning, so I decided to shut them; however, it felt real stuffy in here so I opened the window to let that New York breeze in.

“That’s better,” I said out loud to myself.

I suddenly became conscious when I heard talking. Grumbling into my pillow, I was hoping that whoever was talking would, I don’t know, stop.

I am too comfy to move, I thought sadly to myself.

I turned over and hoped that I could fall back asleep, but god damn, this person would not. stop. talking. I grabbed my phone from my night stand and saw that I only slept about 50 minutes.

Not even an hour, I sighed.

Furrowing my brows, I realized that the talking was coming from outside my window. My window? Who the hell is on my fire escape? My eyes widened at the thought of a potential burglar. I did the first thing that came to mind and grabbed my baseball bat that I kept under my bed. If there is anything I can learn from Stiles Stilinski, it’s that a baseball bat always comes in handy. I also had 911 dialed on my phone -just in case. I didn’t want to call the cops until I knew for sure. I mean, It could be my down stairs neighbor talking loudly on their fire escape, right?

I crept to my window slowly and quietly across the carpet. The talking got louder and my anxiety got stronger. I tightened my grip on the bat in one hand and shoved my phone into my back pocket once I got to my window sill. I decided to rip the band-aid and just pulled my blinds up really fast. I heard a yelp immediately and stared in shock at the sight in front of me.

“What the fuck,” I whispered, my heart hammering in my chest.

Sitting on the rail of my fire escape was some dude in red and blue tights. He looked like he dropped something and reached for it. I gasped in shock because this guy is seriously about to fall to his death because of a-

“My churro!” he cried as he reached for it with one hand.

He grabbed his churro and shoved his phone into his belt? What in god’s name is he wearing? And how did he do that?

My brain finally caught up and I realized that he practically stuck to the side of my fire escape. He fumbled with his mask and tugged it down. Then he climbed over the railing -as if he’s done this several times- and gave me a wave.

“Uhh hel-,” he cleared his throat and tried to sound deeper, “hello there mam, how ya doin’?”

I waved my bat at him and said, “How did you do that, how- how did you get up here and why are you wearing a- what are you wearing?”

He shuffled on his feet and raised his arms at me, “Whoah whoah whoah, okay there Babe Ruth, let’s take it easy, yeah?”

I raised my brow at him skeptically and mumbled, “You don’t look like a burglar.”

“A burglar? What? I’m, I’m not a burglar, I’m Spider-Man!” he said, almost sounding offended.

Spider-Man? Oh my god, I know this dude! How could I forget that video of him stopping that bus? It was all over school the next day.

“Wait, you’re the guy from Youtube? You look different. And you sound more like a Spider-Boy. Spider-Kid? Spider-Guy?” I rambled stupidly. I was starting to calm down. This guy didn’t seem like a threat to me; especially when he was waving that churro around at me as he talked.

“Man, okay? Spider-Man. With a hyphen,” he said, trying to use that deep voice again.

I set my bat down and propped my elbows against the sill, resting one of my hands under my chin, “Yeah. Okay, Churro Boy. Oh, I mean Churro-Boy with a hyphen.”

“Churro- you know what, I don’t have time for this,” he mumbled in his regular voice, starting to leap over my rail.

“Wait!” I called out to him.

Why did I do that?

He turned to me, waiting for me to say something.

“Is that a new,” I paused thinking of the right word, “suit?”

“Yeah!” he said, perking up and stepping back down, “It’s sort of a new upgrade, it’s pretty cool. Way cooler compared to my old one at least”

Must’ve said the right thing. I almost said costume. Maybe that would have offended him..

“Well, it definitely seems cooler,” I smiled slightly, “anyway, next time you wanna talk to your -whoever- on my balcony, can you warn me? I was trying to nap and you talk...a lot.”

If I wasn’t mistaken, it seemed like he was blushing under that mask; he stumbled over his next words.

“Oh, uh, god I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that someone was in there -I mean usually I just go unnoticed when I do stuff like this, which is pretty often. Surprisingly. The crime rate seems to be low in Queens, and it’s Queens! You’d expect a little more action around here, don’t ya think? I gave an old lady directions today and she gave me a churro,” he laughed lightly, scratching the back of his neck when he realized he was rambling, “oh wow I do talk a lot don’t I? Sorry...again.”

He is so cute. What? No, what am I thinking? Stop it Y/N. His voice isn’t nice or cute and the rambling is annoying! Definitely NOT adorable!

“You’re fine, it’s fine. I tend to ramble a lot too when I’m nervous,” my eyes widened as I lost my cool demeanor. “I’m not saying you’re nervous though. Maybe you are? I mean, you almost dropped your churro and that was...scary,” I laughed awkwardly. “I’m Y/N by the way,”

I stuck my hand out through the window and he clasped it with his own, shaking it back. “Yeah, I know,” he said letting go.

My face contorted into one of confusion, “You know my name? Do we know each other?”

He stumbled once again, “Huh? No! I meant I- I know that...it was scary! The churro thing. Almost dropping it. Yup. Terrifying, even!” He sighed to himself after seeing my expression and then said in a softer voice, “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.”

“Oh, okay,” I said unsure.

That voice...

Just as I was about to reply, I was cut off by my mom.

“Y/N! Dinner is ready!”, my mom called from afar.

I turned back and yelled a reply, “Okay! I’m up!”

When I turned to apologize to Churro-Boy for the interruption, he was standing on the railing again.

“I uh, gotta go,” he said, pointing over his shoulder towards the city.

“Oh,” I said suddenly disappointed, “no yeah I totally get it. Gotta go give old ladies directions and collect those churros right?” I tried joking.

“Obviously, I want my churro collection to grow so,” he joked back. “Do you- do you want the rest of it? I’m kinda full anyway”

He offered the churro to me and I took it, “Eh, why not. If Spider-Man offers you a churro, one cannot deny it, right?” I smiled softly.

“Right,” he confirmed. “Churro-Boy out,” he saluted as he shot a web and swung away.

I mock-saluted him even though he didn’t see it as I bit into the churro. I closed my window and took out my phone to get rid of the 911 dial; I didn’t wanna risk butt dialing the cops. I could only imagine how that conversation would go. After I put my phone away, I made my way into the kitchen and greeted my mom.

“Morning Mom,” I mumbled, taking a bite.

“Where did you get that churro from?”

I smiled knowingly and said, “Your friendly neighborhood Churro-Boy gave it to me”

“I don’t even wanna know,” she muttered. “But that better not be code for drugs.”

“Mother!” I exclaimed with my posh voice, “I would never!”

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supercorps-imaginesetc · 8 years ago

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Hi 😊😊 i was wondering if you could do a kara danvers x pregnant reader. reader is around 6 months pregnant with their child and one of kara's enemy's find out about her and kidnaps her and kara saves her sorry if it sounds stupid💓💓💓 they use a donor for the baby with kara's egg so the baby is super strong like kara😊😊😊😊

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Words: 1,271

Warnings: kidnapping

Not stupid at all! Thank you for sending in this request! I get to add a GIF of Daddy Danvers! I was halfway through with writing this and it got deleted…… why does life/my ancient laptop hate me?

- Admin Cam

P.S. Thank you Lily for editing this

You wake up to kisses being pressed to your abdomen causing you to smile. You open your eyes to see Kara kissing and talking to your baby bump.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Kara says after she has noticed that you’re awake. She places one final kiss on your belly then moves up to sit by you.

“Good morning, love,” you say kissing her. Both of your stomachs start growling, and you part from the kiss giggling.

“Let’s go make breakfast!” Kara exclaims practically leaping off the bed. She helps you up out of bed and carries you to the kitchen. “What do you want for breakfast, little one?” The blonde asks placing a hand on your bump. You feel the baby move around and look down at Kara to see her looking up at you with a giant smile.

“Our little Kryptonian heard me!” Kara exclaims like an excited little kid. She places more kisses on your bump before getting up. “Since I didn’t get a straight answer out of the little one, what would you like for breakfast?”

“Pancakes!”

“Pancakes it is,” she gives you one last kiss then gets started on making the food.

As Kara makes breakfast, you watch as she dances around the kitchen and flips the pancakes way up into the air. Once she’s done putting on her little show, places to big stacks of pancakes on the counter for the two of you. You both dig in, but halfway through you and Kara’s second stack of pancakes Kara gets a call. She groans before picking it up and answering it.

“Hello… Really? Ok I’ll be there in a minute. Ok, bye,” Kara says hanging up the phone. “I’m sorry, love. I have to go to the DEO. They need Supergirl to help with an alien emergency. I promise I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Sure, it’s alright. I’ll see you soon,” you reassure. Kara smiles and kisses you.

“I love you, (Y/N),” Kara says after she’s in her suit.

“I love you too, Kara,” you say and she’s off.

After you finish your breakfast, you clean the dishes and then go and lay on the couch.

“What do you want to watch, little one?” You asks placing one of your hands on your bump as you scroll through things on your TV. The baby moves around causing you to smile.

“That didn’t really answer the question, buddy. You feel like watching some Harry Potter?”

The baby moves around a little bit more.

“Heck yeah you do,” you select the movie and no more than a fourth of the way through it you fall asleep.

You wake up to a loud bang. You shoot up from your spot on the couch to see two figures in all black surrounding before you’re knocked out.

—————–

“I’m back, and I brought pot stickers for lunch!” Kara exclaims as she enters the apartment. She puts the bag of food down on the counter. “(Y/N)?” She calls looking around the living room confused.

Kara walks back to the bedroom to see if you’re in there but finds it empty.

“(Y/N)!”

She searches the whole apartment finding no sign of where you went. Frantically after calling your phone multiple times and receiving no answer Kara calls Alex.

Thankfully Alex answers quickly, “Hel-”

“Alex! (Y/N)’s missing and she hasn’t answered any of my calls! What if something happened to her?”

“Did she say anything to you about going anywhere before you left?”

“No!”

“Come to the DEO and we’ll see if we can track her or something, alright?”

“Ok, be there soon,” Kara hangs up the phone and speeds to the DEO.

——————

You wake up tied up in a chair. You open your eyes slowly to reveal what looks to be a poorly lit factory building. It looks like it hasn’t been used in decades and smells like it too.

“Ah, you’re finally awake!” A voice says coming from some speaker you can’t see.

“Who are you?” You ask, your voice cracking from its lack of use.

“I’m Livewire, but that’s not important. What’s important is that I have someone that Supergirl cares about.”

—————–

“Did you find anything, Winn?” Kara asks as she paces nervously behind him.

“No, I tried tracking her phone, but-” He’s interrupted by loud buzz and all the screens in the DEO changing to show Livewire’s face.

“Hello, Supergirl,” the woman sneers.

“Livewire, what do you want?” Kara demands.

“It’s more like what do you want?”

“What do you mean?”

“I have something that may be of importance to you,” Livewire says and the screen cuts to a video stream of you tied up in the chair.

“(Y/N)?” Kara calls, but you don’t respond.

“She can’t hear you, silly.” Livewire laughs.

“What do you want with her?” Kara says her voice turning to steel.

“Meet me at the location I send to you at midnight. Bye, bye, Supergirl.” The feed of you in the room cuts off and the screens go back to normal.

Kara sighs and Alex wraps an arm around her shoulders.

“Don’t worry. We’ll get her.”

“Guys! I got something on (Y/N)’s phone!” Winn exclaims to the team.

“What did you get Agent?” J'onn asks as Kara, Alex, and him all huddle around Winn’s computer.

“I got a ping on (Y/N)’s phone. It says she’s in some abandon factory about an hour away,” Winn explains.

“That must be the location Livewire wants me to meet her at.”

“Are you really going to go? It could be a trap?” Alex asks concerned.

“Alex, I have to. What if Livewire has done something to harm her or the baby?”

“Alright, I see your point. J'onn and I are going for back up though. Right?” Alex says and J'onn nods.

—————-

At midnight, Kara, Alex, and J'onn head to the abandon warehouse armed and ready in case it goes bad.

“We’ll be over here,” Alex whispers gesturing to a spot her and J'onn wouldn’t be spotted by Livewire. Kara nods then continues her search for you.

“(Y/N)? Livewire?” Kara calls. She walks into the main part of the factory and finds you tied up to a chair in the middle of the room.

“Supergirl?” You ask hearing Kara approach.

“(Y/N)!” Kara exclaims running up to you. “I missed you so much! Are you and the little one ok?”

You’re about to answer, but Livewire appears before you get the chance.

“We meet again, Supergirl.”

“Livewire.”

“Now is that any way to greet an old friend?” Livewire asks with a laugh.

“We are not friends. Why did you take (Y/N)?”

“To do this,” She says then shoots a bolt of electricity at Kara.

Kara manages to dodge it, but only by a little. Kara uses her freeze breath to stall her and quickly unties you. Once you’re untied, you run over to where you see Alex waving you over to her. Alex and J'onn leave you in your hiding spot to help Kara kick Livewire’s butt.

It takes them about five minutes to defeat and you’re pretty impressed because Livewire puts up a pretty good fight. When the fight is over, Kara rushes over to you. She pulls your in for a hug and kisses the top of your head.

“I missed you so much,” you say crying tears of joy cause you know hormones.

“I missed you too!”

“I love you, (Y/N).”

“I love you too, Kara,” you say kissing her.

“Oh and I can’t forget,” Kara says leaning down to place a kiss on your baby bump, “I love you too our little Kryptonian!”

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phanicwiththeyeemos-blog · 8 years ago

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The cheese whizard of pretty odd

(Starring Ryan ross)

ALSO: MY FREN MADE THIS FANFIC AND ITS REALLY GOOD ALL CREDIT TO THEM (even tho im helping oof) @//crankthatkillme (thats they’re insta oof)

BUT YEE

Brendon was exhausted. He walked over to his mini fridge and hoped to find some milk. But all that was there were several empty bottles of cheese whiz. “flippity dip crap Ryan when ya gonna ding dang stop it with the cheese whiz?” Suddenly,He heard someone giggling. He whipped his head around to find a man with wild blue hair, a necklace made of blinds, and two gallons of milk in his hands. “RYDENISREALANDTHEGOVERNMENTKNOWSITDONTEATSOAPYEET” he screamed as he whacked Brendon in the face,Brendon was unconscious.

when Brendon woke up he was surrounded by giant lollipops.“WHAT IN FRICK FRACK IS THIS SHITNESS” he screamed. “well I better start looking for a way home, or at least to taco Bell”.“DID SOMEONE SAY TACO BE- HOLY WHIPPER SNAPPERS”. “DUDE YOU JUST KILLED PETE WITCH!!!”“who the hel- OML IM A MURDERER” Brendon said. He looked down at the place where he landed and saw only the top of a pair of bright red glittery boots sticking up,“wow am I really that thicc” he said quietly. “welp…he’s not gonna need those where he’s going-YOINK”.“hey! They’re just mah size” “yeah yeah back to the taco Bell thing” the metallic man said,

“my name is Tinler Joseph and I don’t like tomatoes on my taco” “why not just try a few? ” Brendon said. “nO TOMATOES” tinler scrEmed. “bu-”

“NO TOMATOES ON MY TACO NO TOMATOES” “ok geez man calm down let’s go find a taco Bell” Brendon said

They arrived at taco bell when they heard a slight noise from behind, it sounded like yelling. “SALUTATIONS, SALUTATIONS” someone yelled . “oh.. Oh no” tinler whispered.

“WHAT!” Brendon whispered. A little too loud, we could tell he was concerned. “I- I - I THOUGHT HE WASN’T REAL” TYLER SQUEALED. They found a strange man in a lion fursuit hopping around on the tables.“what the fuck is that guy doing” Brendon said. “JOSH WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?” tinler said in a astonishing tone. “OH NO SIR IM NOT JOSH ANYMORE!, IM RAWRSH DUN NOW BABY” *insert sassy anime pose* “I’m brenDONE with this furry shit”. “no Brendon it’s probably just a phase he’ll be over it in a minute”. “ITS NOT A PHASE MOM” rawrsh screamed. “let’s just get some tacos for God’s sake” brendon said. So they sat down and ate their tacos, but Tyler got pissed off when they accidentally put tomatoes on his, After that, they decided to go for a walk. They walked around for a few minutes, and eventually came to a tree that was surrounded by blue rabbits,“the fucc is u” they all said at once. “I’m Patrick stump YEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEEAAEAEAAAEEEEE” “smh this story needs better puns” whispered a voice from above. “oof I’m going insane I guess” tinler said. “well anyways, can you help find me a way out of this place?” Brendon asked. “HA A WAY THATS FUNNY” said stump .All of a sudden, a man with ketchup hair and a giant pink sparkly dress descending from the sky “pumpkin pie motherfuckers”. “I’m the good way of the - nevermind what the hecc do you want” “holy geesus” everyone screamed. “well anyway, can you get me out of here?” Brendon said. “nope, but i know who can”. “ who tell me tell me now please release me from this hell” Brendon said excitedly. “the whiz of pretty odd of flipping course” Brendon looked like he was having a heart attack. “where is this whizard of odd located?” Rawrsh asked. “up yer but and take a left” gee said as he cackled and ran away. So they went off in search of the cheese whizard. On the way, they ran into a man who appeared to be made of straw. “man this timeline is fucked up” Brendon said. “okay what is it this time” rawrsh asked. “I’m frank sciercrow and im totally not in a relationship with the good way pfft wdym?” “hm yeah sure.” Tinler said. “Well this guy with the forehead here needs to find a way home so bye”. “WAIT NO” frank screamed. “I NEED SOMETHING”. “to kill m- oh wait” tinler said. “I NEED THE G NOTE TO BE ERASED FROM EXISTENCE” Frank said “YOU GUYS ARE TRAVELING WITH HIM TO THE WHIZARD, DONT YOU NEED SOMETHING TOO?” “FOR BANANAS TO BE VANQUISHED FROM THE FACE OF EARTH rawrsh said. "WELL I NEED MY CAR RADIO BACC” said tinler. “ok well let’s go so I can get out of here” Brendon said. All of a sudden. THERE WAS A LOUD BANG. “HAHAHHAHEGEHYWWTSGA IM THE WICKED WAY OF THE WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY ok I’m Mikey and I'mma take yer shoes dude”. “no.” Brendon said. “ugh fine I’ll be back” Mikey said. AND HE WADDLED AWAY (waddle waddle) TILL THE VERY NEXT DAY BOM BOM BOM BOM BOMBOMBOM. They stood there for a second. Confused as to what had just happened, but then they decided they better get a head start on finding the whiz, because it was getting late. So they grabbed a piano, a guitar, a ukelele, and rawrsh grabbed some drumsticks bc why not.

And poof, they were back to the cheese whiz city. They walked up to the guards fearlessly.

At the same time, they all played wttbp, goner, cancer, and northern downpour. The force was so strong it knocked the guards out and BROKE DOWN THE EFFING DOORS. They approached a large throne made out of thousands of cheese whiz bottles, ALL OF A SUDDEN ONE OF THEM ERUPTED AND A FACE MADE OF CHEESE WHIZ APPEARED. WHO DARES DISTURBANCE THE GR8 AND POWERFUL ME, “hey I wanna go home okie thenks” Brendon said. “ye and I want my car radio back” tinler added. “NO NANAS” rawrsh scrEmed. “no more g note or the emos will die” frank said. “ok slow down” the cheese whizard said, “I gotta go see if I gots the stuff ya need and stuff in my storage place thingie”

Out of nowhere they saw a man with brown hair wearing a suit made of cheese whiz running away. “OH NO YA DON’T” gee said. “NOT TODAY” SCREECHED rawrsh. They ran after the man. He tripped over a bottle of cheese whiz and they finally caught up to him.

“HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THIS?” he screamed. "ARE YOU EVEN A REAL WHIZARD???" Brendon snapped. "nO but i got cheese whiz" Ryan stated. “TAKE ME BACK HOME THIS INSTANT RYAN” Brendon screamed. “YEAH AND I WANT MY CAR RADIO” “AND GET RID OF THE G NOTE” “NO B A N A N A ”. “oof I only know how to get Brendon back home” “oh well if that’s ok” they all said. “HOW HOW HOW ???!!?” Brendon SCREAMED. ALL OF A SUDDEN, A FIGURE CAME ZOOMING BY ON A BROOMSTICK. “IM BACK BITCHES” Mikey said. “oh God” said Brendon. “GIMME YO SHOES HOE” mikey snorted. “no ho3” Brendon said sAssIly. “hey you ass don’t take my sass” Gerard said even mOre sassily. “OH NO THE SASS IM MELTINGGGG IM MEEEELLLTTIIINNNGGGG”. “k can I go home now” said Brendon. “ye sure just ask tinler how” “wait you knew the whole t-”

“USE YER GLUTES”

Brendon woke up on the floor of his tour bus

“man that was a weird dre-AGHH” The crazy blue haired man was standing over him. “YEEEEEEEEE” Frank gioia woke up in his bed screaming. “man that was the weirdest dream ever” “I should make a video about it”.

THE END HOES

#crankthatfrank #emo trinity #emo trash #cheese wiz #panic! at the disco #fall out boy #tyler joseph #tyjo and jishwa #twenty one pilots #ryan ross #brendon urie #the wizard of oz

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STAR BRIGHT - THE FIRST SON OF LIGHT PRELUDE: MAN VS FREAK OF NATURE

In The Night Sky Of Charisma City…

“Max, I'm heading down towards the Toxic waste facility now.” Star Bright says into his comm with a British accent as he uses the boosters from his battle suit to fly above the night sky. He’s piloting a black, slim battle suit with flaming exhausts on the back and boots. There is a glowing, yellow, five-point star is in the middle of the chest and back, where each point on the star pulses yellow currents of energy, ending at both sides of the hands, the top and sole of the feet and up both the front and back of the neck. The helmet he’s wearing connects with his suit and has a pitch black visor to protect and conceal his eyes.

~Be cautious when you arrive, Star Bright.~ Max replies with a calm but slightly static voice as Star Bright shoots across the skies.

"Don't worry big guy, I will." Star Bright answers. After a short bit of flying, he slows to a stop, looking down at the facility. He sees a car in the parking lot with smoke rising from it then bullets down towards the situation. "Oh, bloody Hell." He says to himself, distraught. As he lands onto the ground, he surveys the spacious front area of the facility before turning to the car that's flipped over and mildly burning.

"Max, why haven't the Police showed?" Star Bright asks as he walks the lot, heading towards one of the facility's smaller buildings.

~The alarms located at this facility have not been triggered.~ Max explains.

"Good." Star Bright responds. "If that happens, could you make sure the C.C.P.D. never find their way here?" Star asks, seeing the base of a dislodged lamp post shooting sparks.

"Affirmative, but wouldn't that hinder you in your efforts to stop The Brute? You will not have anyone here to assist you.~ Max informs

"Exactly." He answers as he walks up to a mutilated body that appears to be wearing a grey guard outfit. "I don't want anyone else to die because of this thing." He finishes with sorrow in his voice. "Ok, I'm at th-

Star Bright is abruptly hit with a light pole, sending him flying across the lot and onto the ground with slide, his suit spewing mild sparks as it scrapes across the concrete. He uses boosters soon after to regain control and hover up into the air. He looks around breathing heavily, transforming his right arm into a blaster as his visor lowers and locks over the rest of his face. He looks around aiming his arm cannon but sees nothing in the around him.

"MAX!? WHERE IS IT!" Star Bright yells in fear, quickly looking around.

~It is hard to track The Brutes location but I will continue to survey the fight from surveillance cameras that are set up and try to track his location.~ Max explains as Star Bright looks around, vigilant.

"That’s not good enou-“ Star's interrupted by a pitch-black furred werewolf-like creature with bright glowing eyes, pouncing on his back. Growling savagely, the creature bites down on Star Bright's shoulder.

"Gargh! Damnit!" Star Bright grunts before he starts ascending into the air. He uses his boosters on his back to help spin him around at incredible speeds. The Brute flies off Star's back and to the concrete.

"GIVE ME YOUR SOUL!" Star yells as he flies down for the downed monster. The Brute scurries out of the way and Star lands with a ground-shaking thump, kicking up some gravel. "Damnit, again!" He yells before he's tackled by The Brute and is pinned to the ground.

The Brute is attempting to bite Star Bright’s face as Star Bright holds his arm out, struggling to keep The Brute at bay. The Brute drools green translucent goo onto his visor, biting for Star’s head. Star Bright shoots a bright yellow beam of energy from his arm cannon, sending The Brute into the air. Twirling in mid-air, The Brute soon lands on all fours, pissed, while Star boosts up to his feet.

The Brute lets out a ferocious roar before aggressively running towards Star Bright using all fours. Star shoots a beam but The Brute dodges to the side, jumps then swipes his sharp claws across the torso of Star Bright, raking the star-shaped energy core. Star grunts but returns with a hard backhand to the face of The Brute but The Brute returns with a larger backhand to Star, sending him flying back. Star uses his back boosters to stop his trajectory then speeds back to the fight, landing a devastating blow to The Brute' chest with his cannon arms. Upon contact with the chest blow, Star simultaneously blasts The Brute, blasting it back. The Brute lands sliding on its back then tumbles backwards, landing on its feet then presses his claws to the concrete, slowing his backward momentum.

Star Bright shoots another beam of energy at The Brute but it blocks its face. The Brute gradually moves forward, its fur searing off, exposing dark pink skin underneath. Star keeps the beam focused but The Brute continues to block its face, growling as he advances.

"Fall you furry!" Star yells in determination burning off more fur. The Balding Brute spins off the beam and sprints for Star Bright, eyes glowing. "NO YOU DON'T" Star yells as he flies backwards, firing his energy beam again. The Brute cuts left and right, avoiding the bright beam of sweltering energy then bounds off the ground, soaring then clutches Star Bright by the ankle. "FUCK!" Star yells as Star Bright aims down for the beast as it pulls itself up enough to reach and bite down on Star's cannon.

"Chew on this!" Star bursts as he shoots the beam down the beast's throat. The Brute howls and Star Bright yells at the top of his lungs while a huge aura of light surrounds the two, preceding a brief explosion. The explosion shatters the glass on all of the surrounding vehicles as well as the facility windows, blowing a cascade of violent winds and scorching energy, burning the ground beneath them. Soon after, they both fall and collapse to the ground, lying there, motionless.

~Star Bright?~ Max calls as Star continues to lie there. ~Star Bright?~ Star Bright's finger twitches a moment later then closes into a fist before he sits up frantically swinging.

"Give me them cheeks-.." He realizes then looks around, realizing where he is. He stressfully uses his boosters to hover up his feet then looks around, cautious.

~Star Brig-

"Just a sec, Max!" He interrupts before he soon spots The Brute lying down on the ground, smoke rising off his body, missing some fur and not breathing. "Oh no..." Star Bright gasps. "Did I... kill him?"

~I'm currently using your visor to observe the situation, I suggest checking for a pulse to make sure The Brute is deceased.~ Max proposes.

"Ok..." Star Bright answers, uneasy. He steps over to the body but keeps some distance and examines it. "Hello?" He calls, leaning his upper body back before scooting a little closer. "You alive?" Hunter continues, extremely on edge.

~Be sure t~

"ARGGHHHHH!" Star screams in a high pitch before hyperventilating. "MAX, what the hell!?" Star chastises, catching his breath.

~My apologies, my intention was not to startle you.~ Max explains.

"It's ok, Max... it's ok. What were you going to say?" Star Bright asks.

~Be sure to place two fingers underneath the jawline to get an effective sign of a pulse.

"Finger for the pulse. Got it." Star responds nervously. "Ok, pulse, pulse, pulse." He continues inching closer. He gets down on one knee and slowly reaches two fingers for The Brute's neck. He gently places them under the jaw, on the side of the neck. He holds his fingers there for a second then drops his head, exhaling. "He's gone, Max." He relays, disappointed. "Damnit."

~It is ok, Star Bright.~ Max consoles. ~He would have passed away due to the radiation levels in his system.~

"Yeah." Star Bright adds, soft. "But that doesn't mean he doesn't deserve a proper burial." He states before wedging his arms under the carcass. He stands up, holding the beast then takes off into the sky.

~Star Bright, your girlfriend is calling your cell phone, should I connect you to her?~

"Yeah. Go ahead." He answers.

~Connecting.~ Max preps.

"Hello?" He starts with an American Accent

~Hunter? Hey.~ A woman voice says on the other end.

"Hey, Natina. What's up?" He asks.

~Well, I know you're busy bossing everyone around at T.E.S.T. Labs and all but I was just wondering if you're still coming over?~

"Yeah! Yeah, babe, just gotta finish a few more designs I'm working on here and once I'm done, I'll be coming right to you, ok?"

~That makes me happy. Can't wait to hang out.~ She tells, with a little excitement in her voice.

"Yeah, me too. See you soon, Babe." He says with sincerity.

~See you soon, Hunter, bye.~ She responds before hanging up. Star Bright continues to fly across the sky, heading towards a forest.

"I'm sorry, mate," Star Bright states to The Brute in his British accent. "Even though you were seconds from tearing me apart... I can't take that personal, it's not your fault." Star Bright explains. “Still, you have to admit that ‘chew on this’ was a cool line.” Star tells as he stares a little fearful at the animal. “Still, you look terrifying as hel-

~Are you talkin~

"HOLY SHIT, MAX" Hunter exclaims, startled, as he and regains his balance holding The Brute. “Oh my god!”

~My apologies.~ Max apologizes.

"Oh my god!" Star Bright shouts, catching his breath. “Please just prep the suit’s station for when I get back.” He requests.

#ocs #fiction #writing #superheroes #werewolves #star bright #mechmax #volatile universe #bromance

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