#i haven't caught up with her videos but i think i saw a gif of that

[allthingsfangirl101]

The Bookworm and The Basketball Player – Steve Harrington

"Just go talk to him."

I jumped, involuntarily letting out a small shriek. I didn't recover before Steve came jogging over.

"Everything okay over here?" He asked, looking between me and Robin.

"We're fine, Harrington," Robin said, not looking away from me. "I just scared Y/N. My bad."

Steve glanced at me, his eyes softening. "So you're okay?" He asked me.

"Yeah," I said, my voice soft. "I'm fine, Steve."

Steve looked between me and Robin before clearing his throat and fixing his vest. He sent me one more look before going back to work. I turned toward Robin, the butterflies in my stomach disappearing when I saw her smirking at me.

"Please don't say anything," I whispered as I glanced at him walking into the back office. "I know how pathetic this is, okay? I know how sad and pathetic I'm being. Of course, the one guy in all of Hawkins that I happen to fall for is Steve Harrington."

"Y/N," Robin sighed but I was on a roll. I have been holding this in for too long.

"And what's worse is the fact that he would never be with someone like me. Before you give me the 'you're a great girl, why wouldn't he like you' speech, it's useless. There is nothing that you could say to convince me that I'm exactly the kind of girl he'd go for. I'm quiet, introverted, antisocial. The list goes on. I'd rather stay at home and watch a movie than go to a party. I'd rather drink a smoothie than a beer. I'd rather read a book than go to a high school basketball game. Trust me, I'm not the kind of girl Steve Harrington would fall for."

"If I could say just one thing," she said hesitantly. "The guy you're thinking about is the Steve Harrington from high school. He's not that kind of guy anymore, Y/N. He's changed."

"But I haven't."

Robin studied me. "That doesn't matter," she said, her voice dropping. "Y/N, Steve's a great guy. If you like him, you should tell him."

"Steve would never go for someone like me," I said, pushing down the pain. "So I might as well forget my feelings."

I grabbed the box of returns and started putting them back on the shelves. I tried to ignore the feeling in my stomach when I saw Steve walk over and start talking to Robin.

Robin didn't talk to me for the rest of our shift. Instead, she kept talking to Steve. That stupid feeling in my stomach kept coming back every time I looked at them talking to each other.

Robin and I are good friends. Robin and Steve are good friends. Me and Steve, however, act as if it's our first day working together.

At closing time, we went about our usual routine of closing up shop. Something about the smirk on Robin's face made me nervous for our shift together tomorrow.

* * * * *

I walked into the empty video store, not paying attention to who was already in the store. When I looked up and saw who was here, my breath got caught in my throat.

"Morning, Y/N."

"Morning, Steve," I stuttered. "I thought Robin was working the opening shift with me."

"She asked me yesterday if we could switch," he shrugged as he powered the computer on.

"Was this before or after. . ."

"Before or after what?" He asked when I didn't finish my question.

"Never mind," I said a little too quickly. I went into the back room and dropped off my bag. I pulled my vest on as I walked back out to the store.

"You okay with running the cash register?" Steve asked as I joined him behind the counter. "We got a shipment of new movies. The boxes are heavy so I figured it'd be easier for me to lug them around and unpack them than it would be for you."

"Okay," I said, picking at my nail polish.

"Not that you're not strong," Steve said quickly. "I just don't want you getting hurt while lifting and moving boxes around the store. I didn't mean to come off as sexist, Y/N. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I chuckled. "I didn't take it that way. Thanks though."

"Thanks?" He stuttered.

"For watching out for me," I said as I patted him on the shoulder and walked to the storage room to grab another box of candy.

When I walked back out, Steve was focused on unloading a box. I walked over to the counter and started putting the candy away. I moved on to checking in yesterday's returns. After I finished, I started putting them back on the shelves.

"Oh shit!"

I looked up in time to see Steve drop a box, instantly holding his back. I ran over and gently put my hand on his back.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he said through his teeth. I glanced around to see the store empty.

"Come with me," I said. I grabbed his hand and kept my other hand on his lower back.

"But the store," he said, trying to hide his pain.

"Is empty," I finished. "Come on. The movies can sit alone long enough for us to make sure your back doesn't get worse."

He didn't argue as I led him to the employee lounge in the back. I helped him sit down and ran to the fridge.

"What are you. . ." He didn't finish his question because he tried to sit back.

"There's an ice pack somewhere in here. At least, I thought there was," I mumbled as I tried to find it.

"Since when have we had an icepack back here?"

"Since Robin kept dropping boxes on everyone's feet." My heart jumped into my throat when he laughed. I turned around with the ice pack in my hand but froze when Steve was suddenly right in front of me.

"Y/N," he whispered.

"What are you. . ."

He grabbed the ice pack out of my hand and tossed it onto the nearby table. He then grabbed my hands in his and intertwined our fingers.

"I heard you and Robin."

"You heard us?" I asked, not understanding. "I don't. . . You heard us when?"

"Yesterday," he answered causing my heart to jump into my throat.

"Yesterday," I said slowly. My eyes widened when I realized what he had heard. "Oh."

Steve stepped closer to me, his face inches from mine. I held my breath as he leaned down and delicately pressed his lips to mine. I let go of his hands and wrapped my arms around his neck as we deepened the kiss.

I broke the kiss when Steve let out a pained gasp. "I'm sorry," I stuttered. "I was getting you ice to help your back."

I let go of him and ran to the table. I quickly grabbed the ice and went back to him. He smiled at me as he grabbed my hand, moved it around his body, and placed the ice pack and my hand on his back.

"Much better," he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Suddenly his smile dropped. "Y/N, can we talk about your conversation with Robin?"

"What about it?" I asked, looking away from his eyes. Steve used his free hand to lift my chin.

"The part where you thought that I would never be with someone like you," he said, his hand still holding my chin. "And the part where you said that there was nothing Robin could say to convince you that you're exactly the kind of girl I'd go for. Or the part where you listed off things you like to do, assuming I wouldn't like to do them too."

"I just. . . I can. . . I can't really explain," I finally got out. "But I'm not wrong. Why would our school's basketball star want to be with the school's bookworm?"

"Because he knows that she's so much more than that," Steve whispered. "And because she doesn't know the truth."

"What truth?"

"The truth that a certain basketball player often spent his lunches watching a certain bookworm who always spent her lunches sitting in the library by the window with her nose stuck in a book. Every. Single. Day. And the truth that the same basketball player wished he would've had the guts to ask out that bookworm. Or the truth that the only reason he didn't ask her out was because he never thought the bookworm would want to date someone with his low grades."

"Or the truth that the bookworm has a major crush on the basketball player even with his low grades," I blurted out.

Steve smiled as he pulled me closer. "Or the truth that the basketball player has a major crush on said bookworm."

Steve leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I smiled against his lips as I kissed him back.

"Y/N? Steve? Where the hell are you guys?"

"Crap," I whispered as we broke the kiss.

"We should go out there," Steve chuckled.

"You should stay here," I corrected. "I'll go handle Robin and the store."

I started to walk out, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back into his chest.

"Before you go back," he said, "I need to ask you something."

"Okay," I said, trying to push down my sudden nerves.

"Will you go on a date with me?"

"Are you. . ."

"Yes," he chuckled. "The basketball player wants to buy the bookworm dinner and listen to her talk about her latest book and vent about the newest and worst movie adaptation of a beloved book."

"For the record," I said, my voice dropping, "the bookworm would be willing to sit and watch a basketball game with the basketball player just so she could spend time with him."

Steve was about to kiss me again but Robin came bursting through the door.

"There you two are," she sighed. "What the hell are you doing back here? Why is no one watching the store? Why are you holding the ice pack like that?"

"Steve threw out his back moving boxes," I said as I finally let go of the ice pack and wrapped my arms around myself.

Robin looked between the two of us with a knowing smirk. "Ohh," she elongated. "Gotcha. Well, I'm gonna go cover the store. You two. . ."

"Robin," Steve warned. "Shut up."

"Sorry," she chuckled. She sent me a wink and turned on her heel. Steve and I turned toward each other and laughed awkwardly.

"So, date tonight, bookworm?"

"Tonight works, basketball player."

[0cta9on]

What would you do if her top starts slowly shrinking? The only way to stop/reverse is to raise the temperature of the fabric.

That includes raising her own body temperature 😉

Instead of freaking out, Haewon actually starts clinging to you while trying to be inconspicuous. A crisis for you... But an opportunity for her 😁

Hello frisky! I was literally watching videos of her vocal covers yesterday and then I saw this outfit, UGHHH so hot and so talented :>

After months of planning and arguing, you finally managed to get your friends together to go on an overseas trip. You double and triple checked to make sure you had all your things, you went through TSA without any trouble, everything was going fine. That is, until Haewon, your girlfriend, starts clinging onto your arm. Normally, you wouldn't mind this kind of interaction at all, you welcome it in fact, but the hint of panic in her eye lets you know that something is off.

"Haewon? What's wrong?"

She gets onto her tiptoes to reach your ear. "Baby... My top is shrinking..."

"You're WHAT!?" You say a little too loud, causing some people to give you strange looks. You offer them an awkward smile before whispering back to Haewon, "What do you mean your top is shrinking!?"

You look down and see her breasts slowly suffocating under the white fabric. To make matters worse, she isn't wearing a bra, so anyone with a pair of eyes could clearly see her nipples poking through.

You pull Haewon into a tight hug, scanning the airport for a place to fix this. Thankfully, you spot an empty corridor with no one inside of it. You quickly pull Haewon along, making sure her chest is covered, and signaling to the rest of your friends to follow you.

"Stand guard and make sure no one goes through here," you command them.

"Why-"

"Just! Do it please," you plead before pulling Haewon deeper into the corridor, away from prying eyes.

At this point, Haewon's top is skin tight against her, showing off her ample breasts and petite waist. You would be lying if you said it wasn't turning you on a little.

"Are you alright, babe?" You ask, your voice laced with worry.

"It's a little uncomfortable," she says. "Apparently the fabric shrinks if it gets too cold."

"Why would you-" You sigh, exasperated. "What do you need me to do?

"I need you to warm me up, baby~"

The sensual lilt in her tone made it very clear that she had wanted this. It's your fault for thinking things would go smoothly with Haewon around.

"Fine," you relent, a little annoyed and definitely turned on. You rub your hands together to generate warmth before timidly sliding your hands along the fabric, making sure to avoid her breasts.

"Why are you being so shy? It's nothing you haven't seen before."

"We're in public, Haewon, someone could see us."

"Then you better hurry up~," she teases you with a wink.

You rub your hands all along her curves, occasionally giving her tits a firm yet gentle squeeze. The thought of ending up on a no-fly list definitely made you nervous, but fuck she's so hot. A moan escapes her lips as you tweak her nipple.

"Quiet down, you're gonna get us caught," you warn her.

"If only there was an easy way to shut me up." She smirks at you, seductively biting her lip. You have to laugh at this point because of course Haewon would buy a shrinking top just so you could have some fun with her in the middle of a crowded airport.

You latch your lips onto hers, forcing your tongue into her mouth as you massage her cute breasts. You swallow her moans, tasting every speck of her desire. Slowly, the combination of your hands running over her lithe body and her own body temperature rising from the hot kiss loosens up the fabric. You both break away from the kiss, breathless and warm.

"Take off your top," you command her.

"Oooh, that's so forward of you, baby-"

"That's not what I mean." You rustle through your backpack, pulling out a spare T-shirt and tossing it to her. "That was... fun, but I'm not doing that for the entire plane ride."

Haewon pouts but obliges, making a show of stripping away her top for you. You smirk, ogling her body before it disappears under your oversized T-shirt.

"You are fucking crazy," you joke as you take her hand. The two of you return to the group without uttering a single word about why Haewon suddenly has a different shirt on or why both of you have weird grins on your faces.

[corrieander]

City Girls and Wind Shear

I haven't posted here in forever, but I saw Twisters and had to write a Soulmates AU. Specifically, a first words soul-mate identifying marks. Tyler was so caught on New York, and city girl... I felt like he'd been thinking about it for a while. Enjoy!

***Chapter 1 Excerpt

The sounds of the truck stop died away and it was only the clouds and the warm wind rustling the grasses along the road, carrying the smell of rain.

“I used to do that, too,” a man said. “Compare the direction of the wind with cloud movement.”

That deep breath she’d taken stayed in her chest. She felt oddly still and calm at something she’d long dreaded. Her words.

She’d wondered over the years if Jeb had no words because he was going to die. Philosophers disagreed on the subject.

If so, it was the cruelest thing in the world. She would far rather have had Jeb’s words for the rest of her life than some stranger’s.

She turned slowly to look at the man behind her. It was the YouTuber, Tyler Owens, who’d tipped his cowboy hat at her earlier.

He smiled, gesturing to the vans. “So, you work for Storm Par?”

As easy as falling, Kate exhaled. Bless him for asking a yes or no question. “Yeah.”

His breathing didn’t stutter, but she caught a slight pause and a momentary furrow of his brow, as if kicking himself for asking a stupid question. “Where you coming in from?” he asked.

She wondered how many of her words he had. “Yeah,” was a complete sentence, but you never could tell. “New York.”

He didn’t clutch his chest or whoop or do any of the things you saw people do in viral soulmate meetings caught on video. He just raised his brows. “City girl, huh?”

Kate felt a swoop of relief. “I guess. Excuse me…”

Another man jogged up. “Tyler, have we decided which storm we’re going to chase yet?”

Tyler pointed to her, “Maybe we should ask…”

Kate hesitated. It felt dangerous to give her name to her supposed soulmate—but it would be weirder to refuse. “Kate.”

“I’m Tyler.”

“And I’m Ben.”

She shook Ben’s hand, relieved that Tyler had not offered. Some people claimed there was a tingling warmth, a knowing when you touched your soulmate the first time.

“I’m writing an article about American storm chasing,” Ben said. “Tyler is kindly allowing me to ride along.”

“Yeah, he just had to promise to write nothing but good things about me.”

“Good luck with that.” Kate turned away. Why had the universe tried to match up her and this guy—?

[roadkillremi]

Hey omg I love the fics w mindy and randy in it you're litterally incredible!

I was wondering if you can do some sub! Randy x fem! Reader smut where reader takes Randy's virginity?

(Only if your comfortable ofc💓)

Yes yes! Thank you for asking!

I'm not good with smut sorry 🥹🫣

My Boy.

MasterList

Warnings : MINORS DNI, Language, Mentions being friends with benefits, mentions killer, p in V, unprotected.

Summary : Ask above. Randy and Reader are 18+.

After the Woodsboro murders you've all been coping differently. Sidney bought a Taser gun and studied up on the law. Randy focused on becoming a director and getting into college. But you could only focus on Randy, you'd thought maybe it was from almost dying. Even before the murders you and Randy were close in a way "friends" usually arent . You two would get caught kissing and flirting with each other all the time. But neither of you would ask the other out.

Which leaves you in the video store looking up at Randy. You took a big bite of your hot red licorice rope trying to get his attention. You were standing in the horror section for about fifteen minutes now. The licorice rope gently rests on the bottom of your lip. Randy kept looking over at you eyeing the candy rope. He knew your little game, he was a film geek after all. He smiled to himself before walking over.

"Do you need help?" He asked showing a bit of frustration. You tilted your head slightly, "No.. why?". Randy took a deep breath and looked at the movie selection.

"You've seen all of these." He says softly. He means you and him, together have seen them. You nodded, "I'm actually here to see you.". You turned towards him with a slight smile. His cheeks turned a slight pink, "Oh.. What's up?". You shrugged, "Missed ya.".

"Randy! Can you get to the front counter?!" Karen fussed. Randy nodded, "Yeah!" He called back. You rolled your eyes at her, "I think she likes you." You said as you followed him. He gave you a look, "No way. That's Creepy Karen.". You leaned in close to him, "Exactly.". You took a bite of your licorice rope, "Besides.". You leaned on the front counter towards him.

"She's been pissy ever since she saw me kiss you." You teased. Randy froze, he looked as if he was going to speak but lost it. You sighed looking down at the candy counter, "Any plans tonight?". Randy shook his head, "Gonna rewatch Dazed and Confused. That's all.". You nodded, "My folks are gone again. So if you wanna come over, it can be a date.". Randy quickly nodded, "Sure. That's if Creepy Karen allows me." He joked. You smiled, "Great just swing by after work!".

You heard a knock on your door distracting you from making your bed. You walked quickly to the front door with a giddy feeling in your stomach. You opened it with a sweet smile.

"Randy." You say stepping to the side to let him in. He walks in, "Y/N.". You close the door behind you, "Ready to watch a movie?" You ask walking towards him. He smiled, "Of course. Whatcha got to eat?". He went into the kitchen and looked around. You followed, "I have bagged popcorn and some sodas.". Randy looked at you, "Bagged popcorn?". You gave him a look, "My parents haven't gone grocery shopping okay?".

"It'll do." He said in a joking manner. You grabbed the popcorn while he grabbed some sodas. Yes I headed towards your room, "Not in the living room tonight?". You looked back at him, "It's comfier in my room.". He followed you, you threw the bag on the bed.

"What's the movie?" You asked, putting your hand out. Randy placed the VHS tape in your hand. You looked down to see Dazed and Confused.

"Seriously?" You took the tape out of its case.

"I told you I was rewatching it tonight." He smiled sitting down on your bed. You pressed play and crawled into your bed. Randy leaned back against the headboard hitting his head on the edge.

"Ow!" He whined. You laughed lightly, "Are you okay?". He glared at you, "No, your bed tried to kill me.". He touched the back of his head and lightly hissed.

"come here.." you moved closer to him trying to look at his head.

"There's no blood you're fine." You say lightly. He looks at you, "I don't feel fine.".

"Do I need to kiss it better?-" you teased. He glanced at you, "Aww call me here, Randy!" You cooed. You leaned towards him, his face went pink.

"I'm fine" he whined. You kissed his head, "There.". Randy looked at you, "Thanks.". You grinned, "It's my job.". You put your hand on his chest to push yourself back up. Randy cleared his throat, "Y/N?".

"Yes?" You asked, taking a handful of popcorn. Randy sat up, "We've been kissing a lot lately... And I was thinking-".

"I like you, Randy-" you interrupted. Randy blinked at you, "Don't interrupt me! I like you too I was gonna say we can y'know..".

"Date?" You asked with a light grin. He nodded, you smiled leaning towards him.

"Of course." You gave him a light peck on the lips. You leaned against him, "It's about time. I thought I was gonna die before you confessed your undying love for me." You teased.

"Whoa whoa! I said I liked you! Besides I was following the rules." He trailed off. You glanced at him, "Well there's no killer around...". Randy's eyes slowly widened, his cheeks went red. You smiled, "Relax. We don't have to-".

"No." He blurted. He awkwardly smiled, "I uh would like to... If you want to...". You cupped his cheek, "Of course. Remember if you want to stop at any point just tell me.". He nodded quickly, you leaned on top of collapsing your lips onto his. His hands roamed nervously on your back, you let out a soft laugh.

"What?" He whined, you smiled.

"You're so nervous. It's okay.". You say softly leaning back down. You left a trail of kisses down his jaw and neck. His breath hitched, his hand latched onto your sides. You left a small hickey on his neck before peaking up.

"Alright?" You whispered. He nodded, you sat up to take your shirt off. Randy laid in a trance, his eyes devouring you. You looked at him, "Do I need to undress you?" You teased. He looked away, his face full of embarrassment. He sat up and took off his shirt following your lead. You slid off your bottoms kicking them to the side.

"Can I?" Your hand gently moved towards his belt. He nodded, you unbuckled his belt before unbuttoning his pants. You slide down his jean revealing his batman boxers. You smile glancing at him, "Shut up" he mumbled.

"I didn't say anything." You teased. You gave him a small kiss as you climbed onto his lap. He softly groaned as your clothed core aligned with his. You teasingly brought your weight down onto him. He let out a breathy moan, he grabbed your hips keeping them still.

"Still okay?" You whisper. He nodded, "Jus' feels so good." He whispered. You let out a small laugh, you snaked your hands between the two of you. You lifted yourself up to pull him out of his boxers. Randy took heavy breaths as you grabbed his member. The tip was pink and leaking with pre-cum. You let go of him causing Randy to whine. You tsked at him, "I'm taking off my underwear. So impatient.". You shimmied the fabric off of you throwing it behind you.

You realigned yourself and gently sunk down onto him. Randy let out a whiney moan as he grabbed onto your thighs. You lowered yourself letting out a soft moan.

"Ready?" You asked softly. He nodded, you began to go up and down. Randy tensed up against you immediately. Randy squirmed, "I.... We forgot.. a condom.." he mumbled between moans. You shook your head, "It's okay.". You grabbed his shoulder for support as you sped up. His moans grew more needy and louder.

"So close... 'm sorry.." he whined.

"It's okay. You're doing so well baby" you cooed. Randy moaned in response, "Feels s' good." He moaned. He pushed himself up a bit out of need, "You... You can cum." You offered. Randy shook his head, "What about you?". He continuously tried to push his hips up into you as he held himself back. You moaned out softly, "I'm close too..". Randy nodded and took it as confirmation to continue to push his hips up.

He whined and sped up as he released into you. He leaned back letting out a moan. Your thighs were shaking lightly as you continued to bounce on him.

"How did you like it?" You softly asked. Randy stared up at the ceiling, "So fucking good..".

[seiko09]

— When you went out to buy something without the 2 of them knowing and ended up getting kidnapped

Pairings: Feitan x Reader x Shalnark

Ps: Feitan's first language is Chinese so he's still having trouble speaking

Warnings: Inappropriate words/ cursing

'Ugh... In a room and doing nothing is super boring.'Was all you can think at the current moment, suddenly your genius of a head thought of something.

"Why don't I... Go get food or something...?" You muttered as you stood up and went to change your clothes, after a while you came back looking casual but pretty at the same time.

'What can I say... My family genes are amazing.' You though at yourself as you look at yourself in the mirror.

Snapping back to reality, you grab your purse and headed out of your room, you headed to the living room thinking both of your boyfriends are there but instead of Feitan and Shalnark you saw Phinks.

"Oi fei- Oh... Y/n, you're all dressed up. What's the occasion?" Phinks asked as he raised his eyebrows "Ah, Im going to buy some food or something that may caught my eye. And where's Fei and Shal?" You replied and added a question.

"Oh that's good, And both of them went to a mission." Phinks explained as you nod "Alright, Ill head out! Do tell Fei and Shall that i went out to buy something." I said as i walk away.

"I got you. Stay safe" Phinks replied as he went back to what he was doing.

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You we're now walking at the streets as you were looking around, suddenly one store full of fruits caught your eye so you directly went to it and checked it.

"Ah, are these mango fresh?" You asked as you grab one mango, The seller nods "Why yes, they are fresh. They just got delivered 1 hour ago." The seller said as you nod and looked at the mango.

"Ill buy 12 mangoes please" You said as the seller nod and took 12 mangoes and put them on a reusable bag and handed it to you.

"That would be *Amount* ¥" The seller said as you pay for the mangoes, after that you began walking back to the streets to find more interesting shops.

Suddenly you felt someone put a clothe in your nose and mouth, you being you hit their side with your elbow and run away.

Thinking you we're far from them you sighed in relief and looked at the reusable bag that has the mangoes inside.

"Aish, good thing the mango-" before you could even finish your sentence you suddenly fall unconscious.

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Back with the troupe:

Feitan and Shalnark came back from their mission, they went to your shared room expecting to see you there.

But when they opened the door, you we're nowhere to be found so they decided to check the other rooms but you weren't there.

They walk to the living room and found Phinks playing a video game, so they decided to ask "Hey, Phinks. Where's Y/n?" Shalnark asked "Y/n, no in the room" Feitan added.

"Ah? Y/n went out to buy some stuff which she told me to tell you both." Phinks said still focus on his game "What? Why didnt you say it then?" Shalnark said with a 'are you serious' face

"You didnt ask until now" Phinks snap back "y/n told you, say it to us" Feitan said as he groaned in irritatedly as Phinks rolled his eyes "Whatever."

5 HOURS HAS PASSED

Feitan and Shalnark was getting worried, because you still haven't returned. Usually when you go out it only takes you 2 hours not 5 hours.

Shalnark was pacing back and fourth around the living room while Feitan was tapping his foot while leaning against the wall.

"Can you both calm down? Im sure she was enjoying her time thats why she's taking so long!" Phinks said as he irritatedly sighed.

"You no know her. She go 2 hours only!" Feitan glared at him while talking "Yes, even if she did enjoyed it. The max time if she enjoyed going out is 3 hours!" Shalnark added as he irritatedly grumbled.

"What if-" Before phinks can finish his sentence a letter flew in the room "What the actual f*ck? How'd did this fly here?" Phinks asked.

"Tch. Magic of course." Feitan replied as Shalnark opened the letter "Hey! Careful it might be poisonous!" Phinks yelled at Shalnark "If it was i should've been dead by now." Shalnark said sarcastically as he read the letter.

"What the hell." Shalnark said as he threw the letter "What? What in the letter?" Feitan asked raising his eyebrows and read the letter and crumb fold the paper and threw it at the trash.

"Lets go." Shalnark said as his whole demeanor changed from playful to serious as walked out the room as Feitan followed.

"What the actual shit. They kidnapped Y/n?!" Phinks yelled as he reads the letter that was thrown in the trash and followed after the 2 of them.

"We're going there without a plan? Without boss's permission?" Phinks asked as he catched up with Feitan and Shalnark.

"Tch. Personal life. Boss no decide." Feitan replied as Phinks rolled his eyes and they continue to go to the place where the letter was from.

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The 3 of them arrived at a abandon building "Damn. This place look haunted" Phinks said as he judge the place.

"Stop talking. Lets find Y/n" Shalnark said sternly as he enter the abandon building as Feitan followed him.

'Y/n's a lucky woman to have a boyfriend who will not hesitate to save her' Phinks thought as he smiled and follow after them.

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They started searching around the quiet building, suddenly they heared some soft whimper of pain.

This alerted the 3 of them as they followed the sound to where it was coming from and saw you tied up in a chair with a lot of bruises and blood coming out of the wound in your arms.

Shalnark and Feitan's blood boiled seeing you in this state, meanwhile phinks was literally at the edge off punching a wall, He may not show that he cares for you but he grew closer to you and sees you as his little sister.

"Fuck. Lets kill them." Phinks mutters as he walks to the room you were in alerting the people in the room.

Feitan and Shalnark followed him as the people/mans in the room attacks them, which they handled them easily.

Feitan and Shalnark went to you to untie and check you as Phinks was still punching the lifeless body of the peoples to make sure they suffer 10x of what you suffered.

"Sorry. We not save you fast." Feitan mutters softly as Shalnark grab one jacket he brought just in case, and wrap it around you.

"Yes, sorry love..." Shalnark added as Feitan hugged you gently "I-Its... Alr.. ight" You mutter as smile weakly.

"Lets get out of here." Phinks said as he look at you "Im not letting you get out of my sight again." He added as he walk away making you chuckle softly.

Shalnark and Feitan smiled at you as Shalnark carry you bridal style as Feitan followed behind both of you to guard if there's someone planning to attack.

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Arriving back at their base and treating your wounds as you wince.

"It alright... No hurt... Few more..." Feitan said as he watch Shalnark treat your wound, You just nod as Shalnark finished treating your wound.

"Its alright now love..." Shalnark said as he pat your head, Feitan pat his lap instructing you to lay on his lap.

Which you did as Shalnark smiled and hug you.

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And so after that they made sure to keep a close eye on you and never left your side

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Forced To Believe Chapter 21- Army of One

Chapter Summary: An old friend pops back into Morgan's life and begins to become an issue for Ambrose. Ambrose and Morgan begin to antagonize Ziggler. Morgan continues to speak up against her bosses. Morgan defends her championship at Night of Champions.

Words: 9,000+

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'WWE Exclusive Video'

Ambrose, Rollins and Reigns were in Triple H and Stephanie's office. "Why did you let Morgan do that? To the face of this company? Were you aware of this?" Stephanie asked The Shield as they shook their heads no.

"Well then, I guess we need to take some action." Triple H declared.

Stephanie turned to Dean. "Yes...action...Mister Ambrose, I'm sure you can do whatever it takes to make sure Morgan won't rebel against the Authority. You seem like the right one to talk some sense into her. Do whatever it takes."

"She's a tough nut to crack," Seth commented.

"Try. If you can, I'll let her off with a warning. Next time I won't be so nice." Stephanie ordered and left with Triple H.

Roman and Seth turn to Dean. "What are you going to do, man?" Roman asked while Dean started to think

Meanwhile, with Morgan, she packed up her bag and began walking backstage. 

"See you guys later." Morgan waved at some friendly faces and started walking towards a darker area backstage. But then she dropped her bag as she got her mouth and waist grabbed by someone. She screamed in their hand as she was pulled aside. 

'Great...another conflict...' Morgan thought before she was pinned to the wall with her mouth still covered.

She tried to fight off the culprit. "Get off of me!"

She tried to push them off and she managed to remove their hand from her mouth. Whoever this person was, they had a strong grip. She was in no mood for another conflict. All she wanted was to go home and keep her distance from The Authority. After what she did, she was gonna have to stay away. She knew Orton was out to punt her, Stephanie and Triple H would force her into some handicap match, and she knew they would send one of the members of The Shield after her. Most likely her boyfriend since they are the closest.

"Relax..." The person calmly said.

She knew that voice. All the panic turned to relief. 

"You scared the crap out of me! Why'd you grab me like that? Are you crazy?" She exclaimed to Wade Barrett after hugging him.

"I saw Orton walking the same way you were going far away and thought he was going to follow you. I'm glad I caught up with you in time," he said.

They gave each other a long stare before Morgan broke the silence. 

"Long time no talk..."

"Agreed." He replied. But all of a sudden she punched him in the face as he held his jaw in pain. "I know, I deserved that..."

"You damn right you do!" She shoved him slightly.

Wade shushed her. "Keep it down or people will notice."

"How can I? After all the crap I've been going through, you now decided to come here and see me? I have every right to be upset with you."

Wade sighed. "I know I have a lot of explaining to do."

She nodded and waited for his explanation. "Well?"

"I couldn't see you because I had to take care of some business and I've been busy."

Morgan scoffed. "Yeah...Busy...Bullsh­-" She began but he put his finger on her lips.

"For an outspoken beauty, you really have a mouth on you. I missed that."

Morgan took his finger off her lips. "I bet you missed everything about me. But it's your fault that you decided to blow me off and diss me."

"I did not diss you, love..."

"Don't call me that anymore. I'm pissed at you. Some friend you are."

"I'm sorry. I had business to take care of. Honest."

Morgan looked into his eyes and her anger sizzled down. She sighed and accepted his answer. "You have a lot of making up to do. It's been months. You haven't talked to me...who knows how long. No congrats on the Divas Championship, no nothing...and you were there at Money In The Bank! Where were you when I needed you?" She started to get upset again. "I was all alone while the whole backstage crew stared at me and made me feel like an outcast."

"I thought he was supposed to help you out." Wade retorted.

Morgan already knew he was talking about Dean. Just the thought of Ambrose, made him clench his fists. 

"He really can't since he's part of The Shield and is close to the Authority. I don't want to bring the boys down if I go down. They'll just mentally support me."

"Excuses..."

"Don't start..." She sighed.

"It is true. You always defend him. Always. If he was a real man, he would step up with you and for you. He doesn't even act like a man to you."

"Don't start right now, I'm already going through a lot of stuff right now. Why are you making it worse?" She rubbed her temples.

"Because I'm trying to get through your head that maybe he's not the one you should be hanging around with. Or be with for that matter. He seems to be too focused on Hunter's dirty work right now instead of being with you. I just hope you understand I'm just trying to help." Wade kissed her knuckles having his trademark smirk on his face before walking away.

Morgan sighed and ran her right hand through her hair. "Confrontation after another..." She mumbled

'Main Event, backstage'

Melanie had a towel on and grabbed her blow dryer. "Ready for our match girl?" Victoria grinned

"Totally­," Melanie said as she turned on the hairdryer, only to be covered in white powder. Victoria gasped and started laughing. "Oh yeah, I'm going to kill him."

"Wow, he put white powder in your hair dryer." Victoria giggled.

Nattie and the Bellas walked in. "Oh my gosh, it's not Halloween yet!" Nikki exclaimed.

"I got pranked..." Melanie wiped her face off.

"Yikes. Hope you get him back." Brie said.

"Oh, I will." Melanie guaranteed.

After Melanie took another shower and cleaned her face, she put on her Shield attire, with black fingerless gloves. She put her hair in a ponytail then left the locker room and found Colby's hat in his locker room. She decided to put glue inside it. 

"Hey, you forgot your hat." She gave it to him when he found him in catering with Celeste.

"Thanks. Did you like my prank?" Colby grinned and put it on.

"Oh, joy..." Melanie sarcastically replied and walked away to get ready for her match.

'To The Ring'

"Welcome to WWE Main Event. In the ring are Morgan and Alicia Fox, while all the rest of the beautiful divas surround the ring. As you can see, this is supposed to be a punishment match." Josh said.

"Yeah. Stephanie has forced Morgan into a no DQ, lumberjill match." Miz mentioned.

"I think this is the first even No DQ lumberjill match, these two are making history. But this is crazy."

"And also, Stephanie said, once this match is over, Morgan will learn her lesson."

'Ding Ding Ding'

Rosa, Aksana, AJ, Tamina, Layla, Summer Rae, (The heels) and Brie, Nikki, Naomi, Cameron, Natalya, Kaitlyn, Eva Marie, and Jojo (The faces) surround the ring. Morgan locks up with Alicia and Alicia manages to get the upper hand and slam her down the mat with a headlock. Alicia releases the hold and takes control of Morgan and then she kicks Morgan in the gut while Morgan leans down. Alicia was about to do the scissors kick but Morgan moved out of the way just in time. She ducks Morgan's spinning kick, and then Morgan ducks Alicia's spinning kick. They both kick each other in the face and Morgan falls on her face first while Alicia falls on her back. 

"Beautiful kicks by these two." Miz complimented.

"1!"

"2!

"Come on Morgan!" Naomi and Cameron cheered as she kicked out. 

The face divas start to cheer on Morgan as she tries to get up. Morgan starts hitting Alicia with clotheslines and then jumps on the middle rope, attacking her a crossbody.

"She's flying all over the place." Josh chuckled. 

Morgan pins Alicia for a two count. The champion decides to get out of the ring where the face divas are to look under the ring for a weapon.

"Morgan's not playing around," Miz said as she grabbed a chair which made the crowd cheer.

Alicia quickly rolled out the ring when Morgan was walking to her with the chair. Aksana decides to get on the ropes and trash talk Morgan but gets whacked in the face with the chair as the crowd chants 'Yes! Yes! Yes!'

"Get in the ring!" Morgan yelled at Alicia. 

The heel divas decide to grab her legs and drag her out of the ring to start jumping her. The face divas run to her aid and a fight breaks out as Alicia manages to roll back in the ring and grab the chair. When Morgan gets in the ring, she gets her arm hit by the chair as she holds it in pain.

"Right on the arm." Miz winced. 

Alicia starts to take control of Morgan's arm and puts her in an arm submission. The face divas bang on the mat to try to support Philly's Outspoken Diva but Alicia maintains control. She gets out of the ring and taunts the face divas before going to get a weapon. Cameron turns her around and the face divas start to argue with Alicia.

"Uh oh." Josh said as Alicia shoved Cameron. 

All of a sudden, they attack her and the heel divas come to her aid.

"And the divas run wild!" Miz exclaimed.

Morgan gets on the top rope and dives right on top of everyone as the crowd cheers. She throws Alicia back in the ring and sets a chair on the mat. She picks Alicia up and hits the backfire on the chair.

"And this is why Morgan is the Diva's Champion," Josh informed. "This may be it!"

While the ref was distracted because he was trying to stop the divas from fighting outside the ring, Tamina gets in the ring and manages to hit her Samoan drop on Morgan as the crowd boos her. She drags Alicia on top of her and rolls out the ring. 

"Why did Tamina do that?" Miz yelled.

"Probably for Stephanie," Josh said as the ref counted to three 

The face divas help Morgan as she holds her arm. "That arm doesn't look so good," Miz said as the heel divas helped Alicia out of the ring and celebrate.

Morgan shakes her head. "I'll remember that." She says to Tamina.

'Backstage'

Melanie saw Colby trying to take his hat off. She laughed at him as he finally got his hat off. 

"What the hell!?" Colby exclaimed as he saw that his hair was all glued up. "Melanie..." He glared at her.

"What? I didn't do anything." She innocently said.

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'Smackdown'

Morgan is walking with Kaitlyn while her arm is in a black arm brace because of the damage she took from Alicia's chair shot. "Seems like you really have some problems," Kaitlyn spoke up

"Already got The Authority on my back. And Wade saying that Dean isn't supporting me. So much drama..." Morgan sighed.

"I think Dean is doing what he can. I mean, you didn't want The Shield to help you out, so that's saying something. So, what's going on with Wade? I'd stay away from him if I were you."

"I know..."

"Does Dean know about him?"

"Yes."

"Is he mad at you?"

"No. He's more mad at Wade. I just need to make sure he doesn't kill him."

Kaitlyn chuckled. "You may want to make sure the conflict doesn't get out of hand too much,"

"Duly noted,"

'WWE Exclusive Video'

Morgan walked to where The Shield usually stayed backstage and saw Ambrose sitting on a stack of black crates. She walked over to him to hug him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. 

"You okay?" She asked in a low tone.

"Yeah." Ambrose released her as she stood in front of him. "Enough about me. Morgan, I just don't want you to get fired. You've worked too hard to get here. Don't screw it up for one person."

"One person? This is for everyone. Nobody can speak their mind. I'll do it for them. We need our freedom of speech back, Dean."

"Your arm..."

"Look..." She caressed his face and looked into his eyes. "You can't protect me all the time. I chose this decision because it was the right thing to do. It's wrestling. I'm gonna get hurt. Just let me do what I have to do, okay?"

"All right..."

"We'll get through this. Against all odds. No matter who, when, or where, okay? I know we can. I gotta go okay?" She removed her hand from his face and smiled at him. She turned around but got her hand grabbed by him. 

Turning back around to face her, he grabbed her hips and looked up at her. When she called out his name, he shook his head.

"Don't talk..." He said and she started to lean down, about to kiss him.

"Ambrose!" Triple H called out from afar with Stephanie walking to them by his side. The sound of his voice made the two lovers release each other. They both were mentally annoyed that they interrupted their moment.

"Well...I see Ambrose is giving you that talk I wanted him to give to you, right? You did give her the talk, right?" Stephanie asked.

"Yeah." Ambrose answered as he got off the crates.

"Good. Ambrose, you are needed along with Seth and Roman. In the meantime, Morgan, I want you to be on commentary for Ziggler's match." Stephanie requested while Morgan resisted the urge to roll her eyes. 

Slowly but surely she'll put Stephanie in her place. Just not now. Morgan had a problem with Ziggler. She thought he could be annoying at times and needed to be put in his place. Plus, he was Dean's enemy. Even though she couldn't stand Triple H and Stephanie, she decided to go along with it. Things will happen all in due time.

"Fine..." Morgan replied. 

'In The Ring'

During Ziggler's match against Ryback, Morgan's theme comes on as the crowd erupted in cheers. She walked down the ring as Ziggler stared her down, not happy. 

She smiled and waved. "Hey, how ya doing?" 

"We know Ziggler has problems with Dean Ambrose, but now he has bigger problems with his outspoken girlfriend in the arena," Cole said.

"Ziggler needs to watch his back. Morgan can be unpredictable sometimes." JBL replied as she went on commentary, putting a headset on.

"Hey guys." She greeted.

"You have been on a roll lately. Calling out the divas, low blowing the face of the WWE, how can you get away with so much?" JBL asked.

"I actually don't. I suffered a lot on Main Event. My arm still hurts and I know that's going to affect me at Night of Champions when I face AJ, Natalya, Brie and Naomi. But that's not going to bring me down."

"So what are you doing out here?" Cole asked.

"Cole...you are one of my favorite people." she grinned at him.

"I'm getting a little nervous now," Cole admitted.

Morgan laughed. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you or anything. The reason I'm out here is because I don't like Ziggler. I think he needs to be put in his place."

All of a sudden, Dean arrived at the commentating table. Michael jumped out of his seat while Morgan looked amused. "Where ya going, Michael? Relax~, sit back down. Get comfortable. You got a job to do. You are the voice of the WWE, and you always do a great job." Ambrose said.

"Well, would you look at this? One of WWE's favorite couples. It's nice to have you, Ambrose." JBL said, smiling at Dean who put a headset on.

"You look a bit nervous. But trust me kiddo, you've never been safer." Ambrose said to Cole. "JBL, it's always a pleasure."

"Well, look who decided to show up." Morgan chuckled

A smirk came across his face as he grabbed her by the waist. He pressed his lips onto hers while she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You have to do that here?" Cole asked, disgusted at their making out.

"Shut up Cole, they're having a moment," JBL argued while Dean and Morgan released each other. "It's nice to see ya Dean, champ."

Morgan leaned on the barricade and Ambrose stood in between Cole and JBL. 

"Can I ask you whatever I want?" Cole asked.

"Ask away," Morgan replied to him, watching Ziggler's every move.

"We have the US and Diva's Champion with us. How great is this?" JBL exclaimed.

"It's interesting that you are out here Dean because we were wondering why you would ambush Dolph before his match on Raw," Cole said.

"You know why I like you, Michael? You are a great employee and have a great attitude. The real question is...why does Dolph Ziggler have a poor attitude, why does Dolph Ziggler, continually disrespect the business and the company that made him a star? He's acting like a punk. I taught him a lesson." Ambrose said with a smug look.

"So did Triple H tell you to come out here and punish Dolph Ziggler on Monday night?"

"The Shield will always be there to serve justice, and to establish order. And without order, we have nothing. If Dolph Ziggler gets out of line, there will be consequences."

"Major..." Morgan retorted.

"Are you, The Shield working for Triple H?" Cole asked.

"The Shield works for The Shield. The Shield works for the good of the business and The Shield always does what's best for business." Dean answered. He watched as Dolph started to gain momentum against Ryback. "Come on, big guy. You can take out this little punk."

"You've been quiet Morgan," Cole mentioned.

"Actions speak louder than words." Morgan gave him a half smile while Ryback threw Ziggler out of the ring. "He's so pathetic..."

"What you doing out here? What you doing out here?" Dean asked Ziggler as he tried to recover. "Your jobs in the ring. Get back in the ring and do your job, Dolph. Come on~. You can't even stand up." 

Ryback runs towards Ziggler as he leans on the steel steps. But he moves out the way, making Ryback hit the steps as the crowd cheers. 

"That was luck..." Morgan retorted and took off her headset.

Ziggler gets up and leans on the barricade.

"What is she about to do?" Cole asked.

"Shut up and watch." JBL fussed as Ziggler looked at Morgan and Dean. 

"Don't look over here at us, do your job." Morgan snapped. "What are you gonna do? Nothing."

"What? What? You think you're gonna do something? You're not-­" Dean began.

"Oh look out!" Cole yelled as Ziggler started to run after them. Dean and Morgan run across the commentating table. "Look out! Look out! Look out!" As soon as Dean and Morgan ran past Ryback, he hit Ziggler with a hard clothesline. "Oh man!"

Ambrose and Morgan look relieved that Dolph got hit. 

"That's what you get!" Morgan yelled at Ziggler.

"Dean and Morgan almost seemed like they were baiting Ziggler," Cole said

Ryback threw Ziggler back in the ring while Ambrose sat on the steel steps and watched the match. He let Morgan sit on his lap, and he wrapped his arms around her, as they watched Ziggler get beaten down. 

Ryback hits his finisher on Ziggler for the win. 

"And the bully picks up the victory." Cole looked on.

Dean and Morgan get off the steps and walk to the barricade as they smirk at Ziggler. 

"Snooze you lose." Morgan said while Ambrose had an arm around her.

'Later'

During Brie's match against Naomi, Cameron was in Naomi's corner, while Nikki was in her sister's corner. When Brie and Naomi were out of the ring, AJ, Layla, Aksana and Alicia ran down the ring to attack them. 

AJ starts laughing as she watches the Total Divas get attacked. The divas throw Naomi and Brie in the ring while AJ gets in the ring to grab Brie. 

"Get her!" AJ yelled as Layla hit Brie with a kick in the face.

The crowd cheered loudly when Morgan rushed down the ring in blue jeans, black boots and a black tank top. Her title was around her waist before she unhooked it and threw it in the ring. 

"It's Morgan!" Cole yelled. 

After getting in the ring she double clotheslines Alicia and Layla before spearing Aksana down as she rolls out the ring. Morgan waits for Layla to get up and hits her with a hard kick in the face as the crowd yells 'Oh!'

As Layla rolled out the ring, Brie and Naomi were still down and so was Alicia. Morgan runs towards AJ but she quickly gets out of the ring. 

"What was that huh? What was that!?" Morgan yelled as AJ grabbed a mic. 

They stare each other down for a few seconds. 

"Morgan, I know you think you are doing the right thing here but this is reality. Ask yourself...are you a so called Total Diva? Or a True WWE Diva?" AJ asked

Morgan grabbed a mic. "I'm neither at Night of Champions. Reason? It's every diva for themselves. I'm an army of one." She dropped the mic and grabbed Alicia. "This is gonna be you!" She pointed to AJ and hit Alicia with a backfire.

Morgan puts her right hand up in the air and taunts the divas while her theme comes on.

"Thank goodness for Morgan," Cole said as the crowd cheered for her. 

She grabs her title and raises it up in the air for AJ to see as AJ scowls.

"This isn't over!" AJ yelled

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'WWE Exclusive Video'

Backstage, Morgan was walking and gets stopped by Orton, who glared at her. She grinned, enjoying that she was driving him crazy. "Hey dude, long time no see. How are ya?"

"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" Orton said with venom.

She wasn't going to be intimidated by him. "Your point is?"

"Let me remind you that I am the face of this company and the WWE champion." Orton seethed and got close to her face.

Morgan nodded. "Okay. Well, you want to know the reason I did what I did? The reason I did that is because I wanted you to be yourself again. This...is not you. So until you go back to the Randy Orton I know, I'll keep low blowing you, I'll keep yelling at you, and I'll keep giving you a backfire until you get your act together. Get it? Got it? Good." she smiled and walked away, leaving Orton angry.

'Next week, Raw'

Backstage, Morgan just found out that The Shield dragged a beaten up Christian to the stage for Edge and Daniel Bryan to see. Edge and Daniel were having a promo with Triple H and Randy Orton at the time. She knew Edge was pissed. She didn't like how Triple H got under his skin and attacked his friend. That was not cool. Friends and Family should not be involved in these kind of situations. 

So, Morgan decided to walk to Triple H's office to see why he would make The Shield attack Edge's friend. As she was about to go in, she saw Edge storming towards his office.

Rushing over to him, she got in front of him, blocking his way. "I wouldn't if I were you." She warned

"Morgan, get out of the way," Edge growled, having a pissed off look on his face. 

She felt bad for him. He did not deserve that. Nor Christian.

"Calm down. I know you're angry­" She tried to warn but Edge barged in the office. She followed him in and stopped in front of him, again. Edge was about to walk past her but she pushed him back as she put her hand on his chest and shook her head. "Don't do this."

He grabbed her wrist and pushed her away from him as Morgan stumbled back in the process. 

Stephanie exclaimed, "Whoa! Whoa!" while she was talking to Triple H, noticing her stumbling back. 

The Shield quickly rushed in front of Morgan once they saw what Edge had done.

"Did you just touch my girl?" Ambrose growled with a glare. 

No one puts their hands on Morgan like that. That was an injustice. No one touches The Shield's girl. 

But Morgan thought they were all overreacting. She wasn't pushed back violently or hard. She just stumbled on her boots. One of her boots was untied.

"Big mistake..." Roman glared at Edge. 

No matter what, The Shield always had Morgan's back. She was grateful for that, but this was just a little misunderstanding.

"Dean. It's fine." She reassured, having a hand on his chest to back him away from Edge, since he was right in his face, ready to strike. Ambrose glanced at her. "I'm fine, guys. Really" She reassured as Seth and Roman calmed down. 

"Is there a problem?" Triple H asked while The Shield turned their attention to him. Morgan held on to Dean's arm while they looked at Edge and Triple H talk back and forth. "Got something you want to say to me?"

"Yeah." Edge spoke. "I wish that you and your doctors would clear me because I'd be coming for you."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Who the hell do you think you are? And who the hell do you think you are putting your hands on the Diva's Champion?"

"Oh great...put me in the situation..." Morgan retorted. "I already said I was fine..."

"Excuse me?" Triple H asked.

She released Dean's arm and sighed. "It's not that serious...he didn't hit me. He's not even the problem. You're the problem. You're the one who fucked things up." 

"Whoa!" King, JBL and Cole exclaimed as the crowd cheered loudly when she said a curse word on the PG show. The Shield smirked at her comment and so did Edge who was amused.

"Language!" Stephanie exclaimed as her eyes widened.

Triple H turned to Morgan. "What did you just say?"

"Do I need to do it in sign language?" she raised a brow.

"Don't you dare," Stephanie snapped but she ignored her.

"What happened to your mastermind plotting? Maybe instead of revealing that The Shield attacked Christian, you could have done it discreetly and made Edge wonder who did it. But since you thought that was 'best for business' it didn't really go too well since Edge looks like he's about to put you through a meat grinder. But you know what? That is best for business. The crowd seems to like it. I mean, everyone would want to see that." Morgan said as the crowd cheered at her statement.

"Did you forget you're working for us? Do you know who you are talking to?" Stephanie asked.

She could not believe her ears. Who does this woman think she is? How dare she speak to her husband like that.

"I'm sorry, was anyone talking to you? This is between me, and your husband. Not the Billion Dollar bitch." She snapped. Stephanie dropped her jaw while King screamed in a high pitched voice. "God...sometimes I wish you would mind your own business for once!"

The guys watched as Morgan and Stephanie went back in forth. "Listen little girl..." Stephanie's voice got shaky and deeper from anger.

"Little girl? Oh ho ho~ now she's mad." The Outspoken Diva grinned.

"Trust me Morgan, you do not want to mess with me­"

Morgan stepped up to her. 

"Uh oh." JBL said.

"You know what? Sometimes you need to get dropped." Morgan retorted. Stephanie was about to slap her but Morgan grabbed her hand. Stephanie's eyes widened while Morgan smirked at her. "Lose your touch?"

Suddenly, Ambrose grabbed her by the waist, while Seth grabbed Stephanie. 

"Enough!" Triple H yelled as the two women continued giving each other dirty looks. Triple H turned his attention back to Edge while Morgan calmed down in Dean's arms. "First up, your doctors will never clear you, cause your stack of dime neck there is all broken up. And you know it, and I know it. So you better take the bass out of your voice and that look out of your eyes. Who the hell do you think you are, to walk into this building, on my show? My show! You walk in here, running your mouth, in my town. That's right, Toronto, today is my town."

Ambrose released Morgan. She really wanted to destroy Triple H for talking to Edge like that. Toronto was not his town, that's for damn sure. 

"You walk into my town! My city! I'll tell you what...get out. Get out of our town. Get out of our city, get out of our building, get off of my show. You don't want to go on your own? I can always have you escorted out." Triple H patted Dean's shoulder as Roman nodded and Seth smirked. Edge shook his head at The Authority and left the office as Morgan sighed.

Morgan was about to leave the office but Stephanie called her out. "And where are you going?"

"Far away from you as possible..." Morgan responded and left the office as the crowd laughed.

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'Backstage'

Morgan was walking but got stopped by Edge. "I've been looking for you­"

"Did you know about this?" Edge cut her off.

"No. And you saw I wasn't even out there."

"You're lying..."

"No, I'm not! I want to break Triple H just as much as you do. Especially that wife of his...it's just a matter of patience for me."

"And what are you going to do?"

"Bring our freedom to speech back, turn on Triple H and Stephanie and all that jazz. I've been carefully planning everything. Look, just keep a cool head and check on Christian. Focus on your friend. I'm really sorry about everything." She gave him a sympathetic look. 

Edge sighed. "I may not trust you but I saw what you said to Stephanie and Hunter. I hope you continue to do that."

"Yeah." Morgan nodded as he walked away.

'Later On The Night'

Morgan was straightening her hair in the Diva's Locker Room. Once she was done, Brie walked over to her. 

"What is it?" Morgan asked

"Uh, these are for you." Brie gave her a bouquet.

"From who?" Morgan looked confused as she took the flowers from her hands and checked out the card. 

"Who is it from?" Kaitlyn looked at the card and frowned. "Great..."

"What's wrong?" Natalya asked while Brie left. Kaitlyn gave her a look and Natalya got annoyed.

"Can I throw them away?" Kaitlyn asked

"Wouldn't that be rude? It's not that big of a deal." Morgan replied.

"Are you listening to yourself?" Kaitlyn put her hands on her hips.

"It's just flowers. All Wade said on the card was 'Good luck at Night of Champions. I'll be rooting for you.' See? Harmless. Don't get your panties in a bunch, all right? It's fine." The Outspoken Diva shrugged.

"Just wait till Dean finds out..." Natalya shook her head.

Morgan sighed. "You act like Wade is in love with me. Relax..."

Natalya and Kaitlyn glanced at each other while Morgan left the room.

"This bad..." Kaitlyn sighed.

"She's just mistaking the flowers for a friendly gesture," Natalya added.

"He's trying to charm her. Not good. We need to make sure he doesn't do any more moves on her." 

'Later on at ringside'

"All week long, all these girls have been tweeting about me, talking about me. Going on the WWE website, crying and screaming. Do you know why? Because they know I am right and I am getting to them." AJ vented as she, Morgan, JBL, King, and Cole watched Naomi, Natalya, Brie go up against Aksana, Layla and Alicia Fox.

"Is that how fights start? You tweet each other?" JBL asked

"Apparently. I said what I had to say to their faces." AJ spat.

"Really? And what about me?" Morgan spoke up.

"Morgan, I have nothing against you. All those things I said about you were true. But what you need to know is that you are a True WWE Diva and don't need to be hanging around with these Total Divas. It's beneath you." AJ said.

"I know how badly you wanted to be in this match, Morgan. What are your thoughts?" Cole asked.

"It's very hard not to ring AJ's neck as she sits here, venting about the same crap over and over again. I just can't wait to shut her up at Night of Champions." Morgan answered.

"Oh Morgan, you don't mean that. The Total Divas are getting to you. They made you act this way towards me. Deep down, you and I are friends." AJ grinned. Morgan held her head in annoyance as she listened to her vent again. "...And I didn't say what I said on that stage for attention. These girls are attention hungry. I didn't say it for attention. I didn't say what I said to piss anybody off. What I said on that stage was to make these girls do better. Step it up."

"I agree with you saying that the divas need to step it up but they do have potential. I just can't see them having potential since you want to keep interfering in the freaking matches. This is basically your fault. How are we supposed to see these divas step it up if you want to attack them every match? And you know what? It really makes me want to come over there and wipe that grin off your face." She glared at AJ.

"Let's not be hasty girls," Cole said.

"Let them fight, this is awesome," JBL said.

"Oh, Morgan...you don't want to do that..." AJ grinned and began spinning around in the chair.

The Outspoken Diva exhaled and calmed down. Night of Champions couldn't get here fast enough.

"Morgan, you look hot when you're angry." King complimented.

The Outspoken Diva slowly turned her chair and stared at him unamused. "Are you hitting on me...?"

"Who wouldn't?"

"Let me remind you that I'm Dean's woman. Dean Ambrose's woman."

"Really?" AJ asked. "Cause it seemed to me that those flowers from Wade said otherwise."

"Oh my GOD! WHY are you making it such a big deal? It was just flowers and he said good luck at Night of Champions on the card. Harmless." Morgan countered, sighing loudly.

"Looks like Dean has some competition. Ouch..." AJ smirked.

"This is what you do. You get into people's personal business just like you did with Kaitlyn, and attack them with it to make them vulnerable. That's not going to happen to me. You have nothing against me. Now next topic." 

"Well, how about you being mine one day?" Jerry teased.

Morgan bluntly replied, "I'm not yours and I will never be yours...just like AJ said, you like em young. I ain't gonna be one of them. So I suggest that you take your Viagra somewhere else."

Cole and JBL started laughing at her response.

"Next topic please..." Morgan let out another breath.

"How about we talk about me being the champ again?" AJ asked.

"How about we talk about me kicking you in the face if you don't shut up about that?"

"Morgan, the Total Divas are getting to you. You are never this angry with me. Don't let them get in your head. They make me sick...they don't even deserve a shot at the title."

"Well, I believe they do. They proved it before you kept interfering in the match." Morgan retorted.

She watched as Natalya hit Alicia with the discuss clothesline and put her in the sharpshooter. She then tapped out

"The winners of this match, the team of Brie Bella, Naomi, and Natalya!" Justin announced.

"AJ is a bit feisty tonight. Maybe she is concerned about getting past Brie, Naomi and Natalya to get to Morgan's championship." Cole said as AJ glared at the divas in the ring. "Who will win at Night of Champions? We will find out this Sunday." 

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'Hahaha #Viagra'

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'After the match'

Kaitlyn and Natalya walk backstage and find Wade Barrett. He looked like he was waiting for someone near the locker rooms. 

"Hello Wade." Natalya gives him a smile.

"Waiting for someone?" Kaitlyn asked.

"No, I'm not." He lies.

"Cut the crap Barrett...why can't you just value your friendship with Morgan?" Kaitlyn asks.

Wade smirked. "Ladies, shouldn't you mind your business? This is between Morgan and myself. Ambrose could never live up to being her boyfriend. He doesn't do anything for her at all. I can do more for her than that street dog."

"Morgan is our friend, and we won't let you get inside her head. She even said she wants to take care of The Authority herself and with no help." Natalya said.

"She'll choose the right man for her." Wade determinedly said.

"Yes, she will. Dean. So what if he can be crazy, psychotic and slightly off? They have been through a lot together and can't do anything with The Authority on their backs. Do you know how hard it is to deal with your bosses always ordering you around and not having time alone with your lover? You don't know a thing about what Morgan is going through and we won't let you ruin her relationship with Ambrose." Kaitlyn snaps.

"Agreed. They already have to deal with The Authority, so don't put anymore conflicts in the situation." Natalya nodded. "We're asking you nicely here."

Wade chuckled. "You see, I can't do that. Morgan will realize that she is better with me instead of him. She'll be in my arms. In due time..." 

"We need a Plan B." Kaitlyn said as she crossed her arms and glared at Wade, walking away. "Gosh, what an ass...I want to spear him...can I spear him? Natalya? Nat?" she saw Natalya looking down.

"...We...we need to tell Dean..." Natalya murmured as she turned her head to her.

"You sure? We don't know how he'll react."

"He needs to know Wade's intentions since Morgan doesn't see it."

"You're right. Plus, he needs his ass kicked..." 

"All right, let's go see Ambrose." 

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Natalya and Kaitlyn walk around backstage. "It shouldn't be hard to find The Shield or at least one member," Kaitlyn said and saw a dark area. "Ready?"

"Yeah." Natalya nodded. 

They walk to the dark area and see Rollins and Reigns. The two approached them as they started to feel intimidated by their questioning stares. 

"E-­enough with the looks. We need your help." Kaitlyn stuttered.

"And give us one good reason why we should help you." Roman's deep voice filled their ears.

"Because it's about Morgan," Natalya said, sparking their interest.

"Talk," Seth ordered, with his arms crossed.

'To Morgan'

"Ready for Night of Champions?" Jojo smiled at Morgan.

"Very ready. Can't wait." Morgan replied as they chatted near the locker rooms.

"Hey, Morgan. Can we talk?" Wade asked, approaching the two ladies. 

Jojo glanced at Wade and then at Morgan. 

"Uh, sur­-" Morgan began but Jojo started to sob loudly. "Whoa, Jojo, are you okay?" She exclaimed as Jojo hugged her and started to fake cry as some tears started to fall down her cheeks. 

Natalya wanted her to make sure Wade did not have any alone time with Morgan. Luckily her plan was working. Jojo looked at Wade and stuck her tongue out at him as he glared at her. Morgan released the nineteen year old and put an arm around her. 

"I'm sorry Wade, can it wait till later?" she requested.

Wade frowned. "Yeah. See you later." He walked away.

"What's wrong?" Morgan asked.

"I'm sorry, I just miss home." Jojo said, which was true. She did feel homesick.

"Listen, we all feel that way sometimes. But you are spreading your wings and learning how to do things on your own. I'll be here for you. You're not alone." Morgan smiled at her as Jojo sniffed and nodded.

"Thanks." she grinned and hugged her again. 

Jojo was happy with Morgan's words but also happy that Wade wasn't near the Diva's Champion. Win/win situation for her.

'To The Shield'

"Are you kidding me?" Seth exclaimed and started pacing around. "Just wait till Dean finds out about this. He's gonna flip. His temper is short."

"He's just asking for a spear..." Roman grumbled.

"We'll take him out."

"I'm with you."

"That would be nice." Kaitlyn grinned. She really wanted Wade to be taken out.

"Why are they here?" Dean looked confused as he walked over to them.

"Bad news. Wade is after Morgan. He wants her all to himself. He claims you're not the one for her." Natalya said.

Ambrose smirked. "Does he know who he's dealing with here?"

"Uh, about that...I think he does because he's already made his move. He already gave her flowers and wants to be alone with her later on tonight." Kaitlyn mentioned with a frown. "He is persistent and really coming on to her. We need to do something and something fast."

Ambrose started seething at the news. "I'm going to kill him." He growled and stormed off. 

The two divas look at each other in shock at his sudden mood change.

"Dean!" Seth called out, running after him with Roman.

"Don't kill him...yet!" Kaitlyn rushed after them with Natalya.

'To Wade'

Wade was talking to a producer but the producer quickly ran away. Wade turned around to see an enraged Dean Ambrose. 

"Well well well, if it isn't Dean Ambrose," Wade said in his accent. "I guess you heard. But don't worry, I'll take good care of her. You're scared, aren't you? You're afraid you're going to lose her. Well, you're right."

Ambrose was about to hit him but then Seth and Roman ran to him. 

"Dean!" Seth and Roman grabbed him away from Wade while Kaitlyn and Natalya met up with them.

"You got another thing coming pal." Kaitlyn glared at Wade as he walked away.

"We'll handle him, just not tonight." Seth tried to calm Dean down

'Smackdown'

Morgan walked backstage as the crowd gave her a loud reception but instantly boo once they see Wade walk next to her. "Not managing The Shield tonight, love?" Wade asked

"Unfortunately...all because of The Authority..."

"Guess they are still upset with what you said to them on Raw. Well, how about we hang out tonight to get your mind off things?"

"Oh um, sorry I can't. I'll be hanging with the girls. But maybe next time. I'll see you later." Morgan waved and walked away.

Wade watched her leave and smirked, clearly smitten by her. He turned around to see a seething Ambrose. 

Angrily, Ambrose grabbed him and pushed him to a wall, hard. "I guess I need to show you what happens when you mess with someone that's mine," he said in a dark tone.

"Don't you mean the woman that's soon to be mine?" Wade smirked before Ambrose threw him to the wall hard again.

Morgan walked back to see Wade. "On second thought-­Whoa! Dean, what are you doing?" Morgan exclaimed as Seth and Roman rushed up to them.

"Dean! Let go!" Roman yelled as they grabbed him off of him.

"Is that your best?" Wade asked, provoking Dean.

Morgan got in between them while Natalya and Kaitlyn rushed over to them. 

"Let's not be hasty here. What the hell is going on?" Morgan asked as she looked at Wade and Dean. Ambrose stormed off while Seth and Roman rushed after him.

"March. Now." Kaitlyn pointed to Wade as he smirked and walked away.

"Somebody better start explaining. Now." Morgan said as turned to Natalya and Kaitlyn.

"You should go see Dean. He isn't gonna calm down unless you see him and you know that. We'll talk about it later." Kaitlyn said

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'WWE Exclusive video'

Dean was silently seething on a chair as Morgan barged in. "What the hell Dean?! You storm off for a few minutes and next thing you know I find you sitting here like you want to murder someone. What is going on?"

"You need to check that friend of yours, that's what's going on. He wants to replace me as your boyfriend," he spoke angrily.

Morgan sighed. "Not this again...I told him­-"

"What did he do?" Ambrose stood up.

"It wasn't really­-"

"Morgan. Do you know how much I want to hurt this guy? The thought of him coming after you makes me want to rip his head off."

She leaned on the wall. "Dean..." 

He walked over to her and placed his hands on the wall, on each side of her head. "I shouldn't have let him go."

"Dean."

"He thinks he's going to take you away from me? And get away with it­-"

Ambrose began but Morgan put her hands on his face. "Dean. You need to know that even if someone wants me, I won't fall for them or let them take me away from you. I don't care what anyone says, no matter if you're slightly off or all the other stuff they say, you'll always be my Joker and no one is going to replace you. I love you and only you. We may have hated each other but I guess opposites attract. I know you're always here for me, for the good times and bad. And I know we can't really spend a lot of alone time together because of The Authority, but we'll find a way to get through this. Through The Authority, and Wade. Everything that comes our way. We need to be strong and we need to be a strong couple. We can't doubt each other. Okay?" 

Dean calmed down and removed his hands from the wall as she removed her hands from his face.

"You always know how to calm me down..."

"That's a good thing, right? As for Wade, let me see for myself what his motives are. I'll keep an eye out and be observant. Just don't hurt him...much. I already know you want to kick his ass so...just not too much that could lead him to the hospital."

"No promises, sweetheart." Dean smirked. "It's for his own good. He needs to know that you're mine and no one is gonna take what's mine."

Morgan chuckled and shook her head. They looked at each other and she ran her fingers through his hair with her right hand and leaned in to kiss him as he wrapped his strong arms around her waist.

"I love you." he told her.

"Love you too."

'To Wade during a WWE Exclusive video'

Wade was talking to a producer but instantly got speared by Roman as he held his stomach in pain. The Shield walked up to him and smirked down at Wade as Ambrose kneeled to him. 

"What happened Wade? I thought you were tougher than that...So you want to take what's mine? Over my dead body. Morgan is mine and that is going to stay that. This is just a preview of what The Shield will do to you if you keep messing with her." Ambrose watched him in pain as he glared at him.

"Hope you learned your lesson pal." Seth said as Roman chuckled

"Mess with Morgan, you go through us. Believe in The Shield." Roman said 

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'Night Of Champions'

Since WWE was doing awards for best WWE champions and etc, Morgan won the title of the female internet sensation as she reached 1,010,000 followers on Twitter. 

'This is AWESOME! I'm so blessed to have all these fans supporting me through my ups and downs. Thanks for making me have over 1 mil!' Morgan tweets.

Morgan has on her Shield attire but with a black hoodie on top of her head as she walks on the stage. Her title is up in the air and she twirls around with it before posing. 

"This is a divas 5 way match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, she is the divas champion, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Morgan!" Lilian announced. 

Morgan grins and removes her hoodie, walking down to the ring, tagging hands. 

"Morgan looks ready to go in this match up. Interesting week it has been for the Outspoken diva. Do you think she'll be able to win this match?" Cole asked

"Morgan's momentum has been very high this week from the words out of her mouth, to the actions she does. I believe she can do it." JBL said.

"I'm still upset that she rejected me." King pouted.

"Oh stop King..." Cole retorted

"Despite the rejection, she is still one of my favorite divas. Go, Morgan!" King cheered

Morgan gets in the ring and gets on the turnbuckle as she raises her title with her left hand and does her taunt with her right. Then she lowers her right hand and does The Shield pose with a smirk before jumping off the turnbuckle. 

After Natalya, Naomi and Brie get in the ring, AJ comes out. 

'Let's light it up!'

"And from Union City, New Jersey, AJ Lee!" Lilian announced as she skipped to the ring. 

When she gets in the ring, Morgan glares at her and starts walking towards her before the ref holds her back with an arm in front of her. 

"Everyone wants a piece of AJ." Cole looked on.

"Morgan has been getting tired of AJ's mind games," JBL said as the ref lifted up the Diva's title and started the match.

'Ding Ding Ding'

The divas circle around each other. They look at AJ and AJ runs out of the ring as Natalya, Brie and Naomi grab her from jumping into the crowd. Morgan shakes her head in amusement as she sits on top of a turnbuckle and watches the action. 

"Looks like Morgan is enjoying the show." King chuckled. 

They throw AJ back into the ring but AJ crawls out the ring on the other side. They throw her to the barricade and throw her back in the ring to surround her.

"Come on AJ get up." Naomi shouted.

"Get up!" Natalya yelled.

Brie knees AJ out of the ring and turns around and double clotheslines Natalya and Naomi. As Brie turns her attention to the two laid out divas, Morgan gets on the top rope and hits Brie with a dropkick as the crowd cheers. Morgan starts to take control of Brie with a headlock but Brie fights out of it and throws Morgan to the ropes to dropkick her. 

"Wow, what a dropkick by Brie!" King exclaimed 

Morgan crawls and leans on the bottom rope as Brie gives her a running knee to the face. She holds her mouth and lays down on the mat.

"That's gotta hurt." JBL said. 

Brie and Naomi start wrestling in the ring while Morgan continues to recover from Brie's knee.

"As you can see, Morgan still has her arm brace on her left arm, I wonder if that will turn into a weakness for her in this match." King looked on.

AJ and Natalya get back in the ring and AJ does a roll up on her but she kicks out. AJ pushes Natalya and she pushes her back. AJ was about to hit her but Natalya slapped her in the face. Meanwhile, Morgan rolls out of the ring while Naomi hits a double rearview on AJ and Natalya. She pins Natalya but Brie breaks it up. As Naomi and Brie go at it again, Natalya chases AJ outside the ring until Morgan stands up and clotheslines her. 

"What a clothesline!" Cole exclaimed. 

AJ looks at Natalya's laid out body and starts laughing at her but stops when Morgan slowly turns her neck towards her. AJ runs into the ring but Morgan follows her. She tries to reason with Morgan as the crowd chants 'Let's go Morgan! AJ Lee!'

The chants for Morgan and AJ Lee with equally matched as they were the fan favorites to win the match along with Natalya. Morgan and AJ lock up but AJ pushes her away and hides in the ropes as Morgan rolls her eyes. She tries to grab her but AJ hits her bad arm, making her yell out in pain. 

"Oh! And AJ hurting Morgan's bad arm! This isn't good." Cole said as AJ started taking control of the arm while Morgan tried to deal with the pain. 

While AJ was taking control of Morgan, Naomi miscalculated with the cross body on Natalya. AJ throws Morgan out of the ring and Natalya tries to kick her but AJ grabs her foot and pushes her out of the ring. Then, AJ gets thrown out by Brie as Naomi and Brie fight on the apron. AJ grabs Naomi down the apron face first.

"What an impact!" Cole exclaimed. 

AJ turns around and gets speared by Morgan. The spear was weak, due to her trying to take it easy on the arm, but it was enough to bring AJ down. She grabs AJ and hits the backfire on her as the crowd cheers. Morgan grabs Naomi and hits the backfire on her as well. 

"Backfire after backfire! Morgan isn't messing around. Bad arm and all." King exclaimed. 

Brie and Natalya face off in the ring and Morgan runs in and double clotheslines them three times and hits a running crossbody on them both. She picks them both up and hits them with a double backfire.

"And this may be over!" JBL yelled. 

Morgan decides to put Brie on top of Natalya face down and she sits on top of them and gives them a double breakdown submission.

"Whoa! Double breakdown!" King exclaimed

Brie was about to tap out but AJ ran in and broke it up. 

"That's my championship!" AJ screamed at Morgan as she started unloading on her with hits.

Natalya grabs AJ and tries to put her in the sharpshooter but Brie grabs her by the hair and slams her to the mat. Brie hits the Bella Buster on AJ and pins her but Morgan breaks it up. She waits for Brie to get up to give her a hard kick in the face.

"Gosh...Morgan may have put her out there. That was not pretty." King said as The Bella Twin rolled out the ring.

Morgan turns around, only to be caught in the black widow.

"Oh no! Morgan's bad arm Morgan's bad arm Morgan's bad arm!" Cole exclaimed. "Will Morgan tap?!"

"Tap! Tap out!" AJ screamed. 

Morgan was in serious pain. The way AJ had her submission was really aggravating her left arm. Luckily Natalya breaks it up and starts taking control of AJ. She hits the discuss clothesline on her as AJ falls out of the ring. But once Natalya turns around, she sees Morgan waiting for her and is hit by a backfire.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!" The ref shouted as the crowd cheered

"Here is your winner! And still the WWE Diva's Champion, Morgan Lopez!" Lilian announced as the ref gave her the title and raised her hand in victory.

"Yeah! That's what I'm talking about! Let's go!" she yelled as she held her bad arm. 

As she celebrated, The Shield walked out to join her.

"This is the Diva's Champion, right here! Nobody can touch her!" Seth pointed at her with a big grin on his face.

"Later on tonight, Dean Ambrose will face Dolph Ziggler, and Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins will take on The Prime Time Players," Cole said. "Will the rest of the members of The Shield retain their titles? We will find out later on tonight." 

'WWE Exclusive video'

"Morgan, you were the Army of One in your match. How does it feel to retain the Diva's Championship?" Renee asked.

"I'm so happy that I won. From the crowd cheering, to the nearfalls, it was pretty cool. All the divas in that match were great competitors. Some divas just gotta learn to watch your back. Morgan is still going strong. You can't have this championship. It's mine. The Shield is unstoppable."

"So do you still have a score to settle with AJ? I think you still have some anger built up inside for her."

"Yeah but right now I have someone else I need to deal with. And that's Stephanie McMahon." She smirked and walked away.

Morgan tweets 'Thank you #Morganteers for supporting me tonight! You guys rock!'

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When Nathan met Bela - Nathan Drake x Bela Talbot

I used the video game versions of Nathan and Sully as they would more fit with this story.

Nathan and Sully followed every part of the plan. They arrived at the auction smartly dressed, Sully kept his eye on the crowd while Nathan went out the back and went to the storage area where the most prized possessions are kept. Nathan managed to unlock the glass box that contained the artifact without triggering any alarms then once that was done Nathan signaled to Sully through his earpiece and Sully went and switched on the fire alarm.

This immediately got the crowds moving everyone went out as quickly as possible. Nathan slipped into the crowd and kept the small artifact hidden inside his pocket. He kept his head low as he went out not wanting to draw suspicion.

Suddenly he felt someone bump into him. Nathan looks up ready to snap but his mouth hung open when his eyes went on the person who bumped into him.

"I'm so sorry." The woman said with an apologetic look.

Before Nathan could reply the woman clutches her bag and quickly walks off. Nathan couldn't help but sneak a glance at her back as she went off.

Not bad. He thought.

As they reached the exit Nathan quietly slips away into the bushes and goes round the side of the building. He climbs over the wall and jumps down. Wanting to avoid the cameras Nathan ducks down and continues the last leg of his journey through the bushes.

He sees a car up ahead.

Sully is sat in the car behind the steering wheel. He raises his eyebrow when he saw Nathan stumble out of the bushes.

"Took your time." The older man grumbled.

"No I'm so glad you are not caught and alive?" Nate quipped back.

The younger man then gets into the car and shakes the twigs and leaves out of his hair and suit.

"Hey watch it!" Sully scolded at him.

Nathan ignores him and checks himself in the mirror.

"Well..." Nate brushes his hair and gives his friend a grin. "I think that went rather well."

"Yeah too well."

Nate rolls his eyes.

"You're optimistic."

"Where is it?" Sully asks his tone serious.

Nate smiles and opens his suit jacket.

"Right in he..."

He goes quiet when he finds nothing in there. He checks his other pocket and again there was nothing. The thief swallows as he checks his back pockets.

"Nate." Sully said his voice stern. "Where is it?"

Nathan turns his head round. His eyes are wide with shock and worried.

"I...I don't know. Its...Its gone."

Sully slaps the wheel and swears out loud.

"God damm it Nate how the Hell did you lose it?"

"Who said I lost it?"

"You had it right?"

"Yeah."

"So you dropped it?"

"No!"

Sully raises his eyebrow. Nathan shakes his head.

"I swear I haven't dropped it!"

"Then where the Hell is it?"

Nathan bit his lip as he replayed the recent events in his mind. After a few moments Nathan's eyes widen and realization shows on his face.

"Aww crap."

"What?"

Nate laughs nervously.

"I've been robbed. She stole it."

"She?"

"The woman she bumped into me and before I could say anything she ran off. It must be her there's no other explanation."

"So you're telling me someone else was here tonight and they were after the same thing and you gave it to them?"

"I didn't give it to them."

"You gave them the perfect opportunity." Sully barked. "She took it and you thought nothing of it."

"I didn't know she..."

"Bumping into you, that raises red flags come on Nate I taught you this." He shakes his head. "Boy you are slacking."

"Okay okay." Nathan raises his hands. "Chill. We got this we'll get it back we'll find her." He grins. "It will be easy."

Sully runs a hand down his face and sighs heavily.

"I knew it I knew something was gonna happen."

He again sighs.

"I hate it when I'm right."

...........

"Okay."

Sully abruptly closes the door. Nate bolts up right from the table.

"Uh what?"

He rubs his eyes and blinks a few times. Sully drops a file in front of the younger man.

"I've found her."

Nate grins.

"See I knew I count on you."

"Just open the damm file."

"Okay."

Nathan opens the file and scans the documents.

"I made some calls, managed to hack into the CCTV." Sully taps the picture. "Her name is Bela Talbot."

"You know her?"

"We crossed paths once." Sully lights up a cigar and inhales it. He blows out the smoke and coughs slightly. "She wanted information on this artifact."

"Did you give it to her?"

"Hell no. You know me Nate I don't share anything." Sully shakes his head. "She's a businesswoman, like us she goes after the most prized possession then she sells them off and makes a profit out of it. She goes where the money is. She doesn't care where the treasure came from all she cares about is what goes in her pocket."

"You knew all that from one meeting?"

"She's known in the community. We were warned to stay clear from her she's sly likely to stab you in the back the moment you turn your head round. All she cares about is herself."

"Does she work alone?"

"From what I know yeah she does." He looks at Nate with a disappointed expression. "You fell right for her damm trap."

"I already said..."

"She gave you the doe eyes and you felt bad and let her go?"

"No." Nate sighs. "You are really not gonna let this go."

Sully does another blow with his cigar and opens another page in the file.

"This is her address. It wasn't easy took quite a bit of digging."

"Well great lets go."

As Nate goes to grab his bag. Sully stops him.

"Uh uh." Sully raises his hand. "Do you remember what I just said."

"Every word." Nathan grinned.

"What are you planning on doing?"

"I'm gonna go and see her and get it back."

"That easy huh?"

"Yes it will be a piece of cake."

Sully still blocked his path.

"Nate." Sully showed a flash of concern. "You shouldn't underestimate her she will do anything to get what she wants. You could get hurt or worse dead."

Nate's face turns serious.

"I'll be fine." He assured the older man. "Trust me I got this."

Sully sighs. He knew Nathan was deep down beating himself up over this he blamed himself a lot in the past and still blames himself now. Nate always tried to cover up with humor but Sully can see through his act he can see the hurt and the guilt that Nate carried on his shoulders every day. It was one of those times Sully felt sorry for the damm kid.

Maybe I've been too hard on him.

"Lets just think this through first." Sully puts out his cigar and sighs heavily. "I say we gotta..."

He paused as he turns back round. The file is gone and Nathan is gone.

"Nate!"

Sully opens the door and runs outside. He sees the car go off down the road.

"God damm it you idiot!"

Sully walks back into their motel room and sits on the bed.

He never listens. He never fucking listens.

With a frustrated sigh Sully gets out his phone and begins making calls.

......

Bela Talbot lived in the penthouse at top of the apartment building. It wasn't like some sleazy motel where he and Sully have stayed in this place was grand and fancy.

She's got money alright.

Once Nathan reached the top floor he walked along the hallway until he found the number to Bela's room. He gets out his tools and begins picking the lock. He grins when he hears the door un click. Nathan slowly pushes open the door and checks his surroundings.

All clear.

He gets out a gun and walks through the penthouse.

Nate goes into the rooms and looks through the drawers and cupboards, checks the floor for any secret hiding places and he feels around on the wall for any buttons, cracks anything that could hold the artifact.

So far no luck.

He finally enters the bedroom. After searching through the drawers he bends down and shines a flashlight under the bed. He lifts the carpet up and again looks for any broken wood or secret passageways.

Again there is nothing.

Damm

Nathan sits up and sighs heavily.

"Where the Hell did you hide it?"

"You know it's rude to come in someone's house without knocking first."

Nathan suddenly whips round and aims his gun towards the unexpected voice.

The same woman from the auction stood in front of him with a big smirk on her face. She to also had a gun.

"Hello again." She grinned.

Nate huffs a small laugh.

"Bela Talbot."

"Nathan Drake."

"Ah so you know me?"

"I heard about you. You are a famous man."

"Really? Would you like an autograph? I have to warn you it won't be cheap but from what I'm seeing..." He gestures around her room. "Money will not be a problem."

"Oh I roll in it." Bela smirked. "So want to tell me why you are here?"

"I think you know why. You have something that belongs to me."

"Belongs to you?" Bela snorted. "I don't think so."

"Don't act dumb with me."

"Oh I'm not. I'm just saying technically it's not yours and was never yours to begin with."

"And yet it's not yours either. So you are the one to talk."

"At least I know how to look after it. Unlike you." Bela laughs. "It was so easy. I know where you were looking after I left. Did you enjoy the view?"

"Umm..." Nathan blushed slightly.

Was it that obvious?

"It was." Bela said reading his mind. "You were like a dog about to drool over his new toy."

"No I wasn't."

Bela went back to that playful smirk. She goes to take a step forward but Nate lifts his gun higher.

"Don't come any closer." He warned. "Or I will you..."

"Shoot? Sure."

"You think I won't shoot you?"

"Not think." Bela smiles. "I'm certain."

"Oh lady." Nate shakes his head. "You have no idea."

"I know you would do what is necessary." She nods. "Like me you are a survivor but..." She paused. "That's where our similarities end you don't want to shoot me I can see it in your eyes me on the other hand I would happily cause some damage."

"If you are so sure on your theory then why not try it now? Huh? Go on."

Bela tilts her head.

"I just got this carpet it's new don't want to get blood on it."

"Excuses." Nathan laughed.

The sound of the gunshot makes Nathan go quiet. He turns round and sees the bullet hole in the wall.

"I just had that painted as well." Bela huffed an annoyed sigh. "The next one we'll be in the head."

"Look." Nathan suddenly became serious. "Just give me what I want and I'll leave you alone okay?"

"What you want?"

She raised an amused eyebrow. Suddenly she walks over to him. Nathan increases his grip on his gun as Bela got closer. She then stops inches away from his face.

Their guns are pressed against each other's bodies. Nathan laughs nervously.

"Well this is awkward."

Bela slowly moves her hand towards her ropes. She loosens the knot.

Nathan gulps as her dressing gown opens revealing her body.

His gun was still pressed against her chest.

His eyes rake her over. She had nothing expect her bra and panties on. His eyes linger on her cleavage. She leans on the gun and gives him a sneak peak of her breasts. Nathan almost choked at the sight.

Is it me or has it gone hot all of a sudden?

She grins at his reaction.

Seconds later Nathan snaps out of it and he quickly backs away from her.

"No!" He looked disgusted. "No! You are crazy you are fucking crazy."

"I'm crazy?"

"Minute ago you wanted to kill me and now you wanna get in my pants. Uh uh not happening nope. I have diginty."

"Diginty?" Bela laughed. "Rich coming from you."

"Just...Cover yourself up please."

Bela did the opposite.

She removes her dressing gown and let's it drop on the ground.

Nathan silently cursed.

"You look tense." Bela pointed out. "I can see the sweat pouring down your face. Do you want a drink?" He didn't reply. She shrugged. "Suit yourself."

Bela pours herself a glass of whiskey. She sips it. She then licks her lips. Nate watched as her tongue rolls around her mouth. As she puts her drink down Nate's eyes return to her ass.

She knew he was looking. She knew he was enjoying the view although he won't admit it out loud.

She heard the slight hitch in his breath. He is slowly losing his composure.

Nate found himself in the corner of the room. She is there right in front of him again.

She moves one hand behind her back and swiftly removes her bra. She tosses it to the side.

Nate grits his teeth.

Bela leans forward. Her hot breath hits his face. She kisses his neck. The kiss is slow and tender.

The kiss sent a jolt of electricity through him. His body tensed and the gun trembled slightly in his hand. Bela cups his cheek and turns him towards her.

Her other hand goes on his gun. She stops the shaking. It took Nathan a moment to realize she has discarded her weapon and now she is making him drop his.

"No." He mumbled.

She kisses the other side of his neck.

"Don't fight it." Bela shakes her head. "You will always lose."

Nathan is struggling for the first time in ages he was speechless.

Maybe I should have brought Sully with me.

Nathan could gain back control he can force her to tell him where the artifact is. If she wants to play games he can play games alright Nathan always had a competitive side to him.

However for some reason Nathan refused to push her away part of him wanted to give into the temptation. Bela is annoying as Hell but Nate had to admit she is attractive.

He felt so conflicted right now.

Fuck...

Nathan looks into her eyes and sighs heavily.

"Fine."

The gun slips out of his hand. Nathan pulls her in and kisses her on the lips. Bela responds to the kiss. She pushes her tongue all the way in.

Moments later Bela pulls away and takes his hand. She guides him to the bed.

"So we are really doing this?" Nathan asked. Bela lies him down on the bed. She sits between his legs and starts removing his belt. "I take that as a yes."

Nathan sighs with relief when Bela finally removes his jeans.

His erection sprung out when Bela removed his boxers.

Nate heard her suck in a sharp breath. Her reaction to his little Drake caused him to smirk.

"Now it is my turn." As Nathan goes to touch Bela's panties she slaps his hand away. He raises an eyebrow. "Oh so we are doing this now huh? You want me to wait."

Nathan didn't see any sign of teasing on her face. Her face was serious.

Odd

Nathan didn't want to upset her if she wants control she can have control.

Eventually that annoying smirk was back on her face. She grasps his length and starts to stroke it. Nathan grits his teeth as Bela continued to stroke it. He suddenly gasps as Bela drew him into her mouth. She took him whole all the way up to the back of her throat. She choked at first shocked at how long his dick is. Then she started to tease him. She licks and sucks him. Her head bobs up and down in time with his moans and groans.

"Oh wow...Ahh wow argh!" Nathan then let out a cry. "Ah yeah that hits the spot...Ah fuck!"

Just as Nate was reaching his climax Bela pulls his dick out of her mouth. It made a loud pop sound as he came out of her mouth. She licks her lips in a seductive way. Her eyes lit up at his crumbled expression.

"Tired already?"

Nathan coughs and clears his throat.

"Me? No I can do this all day."

Nate removes his shirt to make his point.

Bela climbs on to his body. She rests her hands on his stomach and plants several kisses along his collarbone.

She then puts his hand on the rim of her underwear.

"You sure?" He asked her.

She pushed her underwear down by a couple of inches.

Nathan took that as a yes.

He happily did the rest.

Once the underwear was gone Nate ran her his hand along her thighs. He kisses her breasts, he bites down on her nipples. He was slow but passionate he wanted Bela to know how much he admired her body.

His hands go to her ass. He clutches her ass cheeks and grins when he receives a gasp from her. He then buried his head into her hair and bites down on her neck.

At first Bela tensed up by the touch then as time went on she relaxed. She continues to kiss parts of his body. Eventually she allowed him to put his digits inside her and tease her just like she teased him. Bela grunts and gasps as Nate pushes another finger in.

"Fuck!" She grits her teeth.

Then their eyes met. Nathan's eyes sparkled with mischief while her eyes looked slightly dazed.

She blinks a few times to clear the fog from her mind. She then smiles at him and leans down and kisses him on the lips.

They stayed like that for a while. Their lips locked together.

Nathan then sits up and wraps his arm around her waist. He turns them on their side their lips never breaking contact.

Just then there is a sound of a click.

Bela's eyes fly open. She quickly looks round and sees her hand cuffed to the post.

"No." Bela tugs and pulls. "No no no."

Her wide eyes dart in all directions.

"Aww plan backfired?"

Bela looks and sees Nathan lying down next to her with a big smirk on his face.

"Before you came in here I found the cuffs in your drawers next to your bed and I thought oh so she's the kinky type but when you started to give me that performance." He clicks his tongue. "I knew you were planning something. I will admit I did want it you are a stunning woman and it was a pleasure but...from the moment you wanted control I knew you were waiting for the right time to get those cuffs out and well here we are." He gestures to her hand. "I was right I managed to hijack it in the last minute and slip those cuffs on to you." He smiles. "I caught you red handed. Now..."

He slides off the bed and puts his clothes back on. Bela watched him her face is blank. Nathan opens the drawers and gets a key out.

"Lets make a deal you tell me where the artifact is and I will set you free if you don't." He opens the window. "I will drop this key and you will be screwed. So what is it gonna be?"

Bela continued to stare at him. Then she laughs and shakes her head.

"Well played very well played bravo." She again shakes her head. "Turns out you are not as stupid as you look."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Now where is it?"

"You won't do it. You won't leave me here."

"You sure about that?"

Nathan sticks his hand out of the window. His fingers start to loosen around the key.

Then he lets go.

"OKAY!" Bela screamed. "OKAY!"

Nathan quickly catches the key with his other hand. He chuckled at her horrified expression.

Oh how the tables have turned.

He closes the window.

"But." Bela glares at him. "Will you stick to your end of the deal?"

"I'm a man of my word." Nathan nods. "Give me the location and I will give you the key. I promise."

"Fine. I'll tell you."

When Bela told him the location Nathan pulled a face.

"You serious?"

She nods.

"Why did you hide it there?"

"Your reaction just proved it was a good hiding spot." She smirked. "Now go and get it so I can get out of these cuffs."

Nathan went off to get the artifact. Five minutes later he came back with the artifact now in his possession.

"Now give me the key."

Nathan drops the key by her foot. Bela frowns at him.

"I got to give myself a head start."

"You bastard." Bela muttered as she tried pushing the key forward with her foot.

She swears as she kept losing the key. She is going to be here a while.

Nathan whistles as he walks to the bedroom door.

"This will not be the last time Drake."

Nathan turns his head towards her.

"Hmm?"

"We'll meet again." She said with certainty.

"Is that a threat?"

"Its a fact." She nods. "Its a small world out there Drake our paths will cross again just you wait and see."

"Well..." He grins. "I look forward to it. Right now, goodbye Bela."

Nate then turns round and leaves the room.

.........

Nathan gets into the car and blows out a sigh. He looks up where her penthouse is and shakes his head.

Nice try Bell.

Nathan gets his phone out and switches it on. He had a ton of missed calls from Sully.

Ah crap he is gonna kill me!

Nathan presses on to the older man's number. After a few rings a voice suddenly comes through.

"Nate?"

"Hey Sully."

"God damm it Nate!" Sully snapped with anger. "What the Hell are you playing at? I've been calling you non-stop since you left."

"I got it." Nate cuts him off. "I got the artifact."

It went silent for a minute.

"Sully?"

"You...You got it?"

"Yes I just said I got it."

"Was she there?"

"Yes she was."

"What happened? How did you get it back?"

"Uh I think its for the best if I don't tell you."

"Nate what did you do?"

"It doesn't matter what I did okay? I got the artifact thats all that matters. I'll be with you in 30 alright?"

A sigh came from the phone.

"Fine I'll see you then."

"Great bye...bye."

Nate ends the call and puts his phone away. He looks up at her window again. He sees the window starting to open.

Right thats my cue to go.

Nate quickly starts up the engine and speeds off down the road.

........

Once Bela finally set herself free she quickly put on her dressing gown and went to the window. She opens it and looks out of it.

In the corner of her eye she saw a car speed down the road. She didn't see the driver but she knew it was him.

Bela smiles and shakes her head.

What a night.

She closes the window and walks into the kitchen and towards her vase of flowers. She removes the flowers and sticks her hand in the vase. She then pulls something out.

"Oh dear Nathan."

Bela turns the artifact over in her hands. One of the things Bela learned in this line of work is to always make a copy of the original object. That lesson has truly paid off.

He thought he won.

She laughs as she puts the artifact down on the table.

Hilarious.

Bela pulls a chair up and sits down on it.

She pours herself another drink. She then raises it in the air.

"Here's to victory."

She sips her drink and hums with delight.

And it tastes so damm good.

The End

[hwanchaesong]

ATEEZ when they have a lactation kink

a/n: heyaa~ so for this, the s/o of each member is either pregnant, a mother, or will about to be preggy *wink wonk* also, this is reposted because for some reason it won’t show when searched using the tags that typed in. requested by @littleninja97

Hongjoong

tries to play it cool when you saw him staring at your shirt that was slightly wet due to your lactation, but really, who is he to not have a taste when you offered it to him

Hongjoong would silently stare at you while you do some household chores, he's the one in charge of watching over your baby for today, and he was getting very distracted by that wet patch on your shirt.

You're not an idiot either, you would feel his eyes on you the whole time. Already knowing what is going on with him, you're just waiting for him to admit it, but seems like he won't.

Looks like you'll have to do it yourself.

"Hongjoong, are you ever gonna do something about your staring?" he jolted from his seat, blinking rapidly and sputtering out some incoherent words.

You rolled your eyes, walked towards him and straddled his lap, "I haven't been taking care of you nowadays, right?"

"What?"

His eyes darkened when you lifted your shirt up, setting your breasts free for him to feast on. You tangled your hands on his neck, "I think our baby won't mind if he shares this with you."

"Yeah, I think he won't."

Seonghwa

you caught him watching a video where a mother breastfeeds her child, he was frantic then something in his mind dinged, a plan forming in his head

You took a peek behind Seonghwa, "Never knew that you're interested in things like these."

Your voice that came out of nowhere startled the poor man, immediately closing his laptop and defending himself.

"No, no! It's not what you think, really!" he exclaimed, waving his hands around and nervously laughing.

"Why?" you asked, "It's not a bad thing."

Oh, it's not?

Seonghwa's eyes roamed your body, gently biting his lower lip before he abruptly stood up, his hand going over to the small of your back.

"So you think it's a good thing? Then why don't we try and make a baby, then maybe, just maybe, give me a taste of what my mini me would eat."

Yunho

he was all over you when he noticed your boobs getting bigger, and when you pointed it out to him, oh gosh, this tall fella would ultimately admit everything and even beg for you to do something about it

Yunho was weirdly clingy to you everyday, a thing that you didn't really mind because you love the attention and skinship from it.

Being pregnant means that your hormones are wild, making you unusually moody or hyper, it depends everyday.

But your husband was being, you don't know how to explain it, fixated on your boobs? Like he would tell you things like:

"Woah, I think your cup is getting bigger now." or "Will your clothes still fit in your chest area?"

So you decided to confront him, and boy were you surprised at his revelation.

"Were you offended, I'm sorry, I just found it hot and to be honest, I wanted to touch them and put them in my mouth. You know, in my taste buds."

Guess you'll have to give in to his wishes huh?

Yeosang

would act nonchalant, like it doesn't bother him at all when in reality he's dying in both embarrassment and horniness

Heavy breathing? Check.

Shaking pupils? Check.

Clammy hands? Check.

All symptoms are there, making you wonder and worry, what the hell is going in on Yeosang's mind?

He's always like that whenever you breastfeed your child. Like he's controlling a beast, an action that he always does whenever he tries to not go hard on you during sex.

Then it clicked.

When your baby is fast asleep, you immediately went to him and cornered him.

"You have a lactation kink." you stated in a matter of fact voice, making him feign a scoff.

"I don't, that's ridiculous a-"

"Just tell me and you'll get what you want."

San

he would go crazy, like C R A Z Y. he wouldn't even hide it, he's proud. saying that he's just into you like that

San had this habit of holding on to your boobs whenever you're cuddling, one that he never got rid of even when you're pregnant.

One night, while having your weekly movie date night, his hands automatically attached themselves to your tits. On instinct, he accidentally squeezed it a bit too much.

The force ended up squirting some milk, effectively drenching your clothes.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" he apologized when he heard you shriek, then he stopped breathing for a moment.

Why on earth is he getting turned on with that appearance?

He was unmoving even if you're loudly calling his name. Then you realized what is happening when you saw the tent in his pants and where his eyes are situated.

You lightly tapped his cheek, "Really now?"

He will smirk up at you, "Can't help it babe, you look so irresistible no matter what to me."

Mingi

shy, innocent little bean. he wouldn't even expect it himself until you pointed it out to him. he would deny it at first, but when his imagination went wild, he's gone

There was nothing else to watch on the television. The movies being played weren't interesting, the variety shows aren't even funny, and you will never watch cooking at shows at night. (it makes you hungry, resulting in you rummaging through the kitchen for something to eat)

Maybe that's the reason why you and Mingi ended up watching a documentary about female anatomy and physiology during pregnancy.

You noticed Mingi's constant fidgeting, gulping down his saliva and heavy breathing. It didn't take long for you to put the pieces together.

"Lactation turns you on?"

He looked at you like you've grown three heads, "No. Stop accusing me of stupid things." he denies, glancing down at his lap.

"You are." you teased, "Well, if I am in that position, would you still say that it doesn't?"

Something within Mingi snapped, his hand gripping your wrists as he pushed you down on the mattress.

"So you're saying that if I got you pregnant, you'll let me have a taste of your milk?"

Wooyoung

would accidentally spill it while talking absentmindedly, definitely will try and laugh it off at first. but when it was too much to take, he'll explode

He was zooming in on your figure right across the room, his hands are tightly clutching on the pillows that he's hugging.

His eyes squinted, inspecting his child feed off of you.

He kinds of think that he might have looked like that at one point, you know, when he's guzzling up on your nubs during sex.

Now that he's able to watch it in the front row, he realized that it has been a while since he's done that. The thought made him excited.

What would it be like to suck on your nipple once again? Would milk come out? If it did, what would it taste?

"Must be nice being a baby." he mumbled, but oh, you heard it loud and clear.

"What was that, Wooyoung?"

"What?" his eyes would turn into saucers, "I did not say shit, what are you on about?"

"You said it's nice being a baby." you quipped back, challenging him.

"Pft, no. I'm kidding, I'm a grown man." he would chuckle off his tensing muscles and heart palpitations.

"Too bad. I was thinking of letting you on in here after our child, but you weren't interested."

"You're really testing me here." he says, peering at you dangerously while poking his tongue out.

Jongho

he would realize it himself but would still be respectful if you're okay with it. if you gave him the okay sign, he would never let the opportunity go, doing everything to enjoy himself

You were the one who initiated this, wanting some relief but Jongho doesn't want to fuck you out of fear that he might hurt you. So you opted in riding his thighs.

There you were, grinding your pussy on his thick, muscled thigh. He was flexing it accordingly, giving you more pleasure that had you moaning.

In the middle, he couldn't help but raise your shirt up and play with your boobs. He leaned in to latch his lips on one nipple, one particular rough suck and he felt liquid pouring into his mouth.

He pulled back a bit, tasting cucumbers and almonds.

What was that?

A light bulb turning on in his brain, that must be your milk, you are on the period of your pregnancy where lactation starts.

"Jongho?" you whimpered his name when you noticed that he was in a daze.

"Y/N, I want to drink more from you. Will you let me?"

Of course you did, his confession making you turned on even more.

[taivansupremacy]

Hi!! Could you write “You heard me. Take. It. Off.” with nancy

Or if u prefer writing

"Throughout our childhood, it was always you getting sick, never me. You coughed, sneezed, wheezed, and nearly passed out next to me with fevers higher than imaginable, but I was fine, and helped you through it all the same. But this time, I’m bedridden and you won’t stop freaking out. I have half the mind to pull you into bed with me so you’ll stop running around" with nancy

of cuddles and cough drops

Word count: 1,001

A/N: i haven't written for nancy in a hot minute, so I figured I'd write this sick fic ! as always, likes, reblogs, and feedback is always appreciated!

CW: mentions of being sick, briefly implied throwing up

Nancy Wheeler never got sick. You used to always joke that she wasn’t human, because when over half your grade got the flu, including you, she took care of you and didn’t even get a little sniffle. She always took care of you when you were sick, even before you started dating. In elementary school, when you had strep throat, she brought you her mom’s chicken noodle soup and read you books that she had gotten from the library. In middle school, when you got the flu, she brought you a teddy bear and some tapes to watch as she lay beside you in bed. Just last year, in your junior year of high school, when you had gotten a terrible case of the stomach bug, she held your hair back and camped out on the bathroom floor with you, peppering kisses on your pale cheeks and rubbing your back. Not once has she ever caught your illness, despite her close proximity and refusal not to kiss you when you were clearly sick. 

So, when Nancy called you with a hoarse voice, a cough, and the sniffles, to say you were surprised was an understatement. You immediately panicked and tried to think back to the times that she took care of you. What did she do when you had a hoarse voice? How did she help your sore throat? What did she give you for a cough? You had no idea what you were doing. You were the one being cared for, not doing the caring, but you were determined to make your girlfriend feel as loved and cared for as she made you. You stopped at the pharmacy first, to grab just about one of everything, just to be sure that you have at least one medicine that would make her feel better. Then, you ran to the video store to rent some of her favorite movies. Finally, you run to the supermarket to grab some tea bags and a cute little teddy bear that you spotted by the register. You were prepared to smother your girlfriend with all the love and care that you could manage. 

When you got to the Wheeler’s house and saw Nancy in bed, the covers up to her chin and tissues piled up on her bedside table, you started to panic once again. You cautiously sat on the edge of her bed and gingerly ran a hand through her brown hair and smiled down at her. 

“Hi, love,” You cooed, “How are you feeling?” 

She laced her fingers with yours over the comforter and rubbed a thumb over the backside of your hand. She was always so caring, even when she was the one that needed to be cared for. 

“Fine,” She shrugged, obviously playing off how sick she really felt, “Better now that you’re here.” 

You smiled at her and placed a kiss on her forehead, happy to find that she didn't feel like she had a fever. 

“I got you a few things to help you feel better.” 

“Like what?” She managed between coughs. 

You quickly pulled out what you got her, handing her the teddy bear and stacking the tapes on her nightstand before going through all the medicine that you purchased. Nancy couldn't hold back her laugh at your obvious nervousness. She thought it was cute. 

“Baby, I have a cold,” She chuckled, clutching her new teddy bear to her side, “I’m not sure any medicine is going to help me. Just come here,” She tugged at your arm, but you pulled against her. 

“No, no let me at least make you tea for your throat first, yeah?” You slipped out of her grasp and backed toward her bedroom door before she could answer. 

You returned a few minutes later with a mug full of hot tea and placed it on a coaster on her nightstand. She shot you a grateful smile and took the warm mug into her hands. 

“D-do you need anything else?” You asked as you bounced on your heels. 

She took a sip of her tea and she had to admit, it was soothing against her throat. She shook her head at your question and patted the bed beside her, “Just you next to me.” 

You were determined to help, not to lay there helpless while your girlfriend was sick. 

“Are you sure you dont need anything else? I could make you something to eat, or grab you more tissues!” You pick up the box on her nightstand to find it about half empty, “Or I could put a movie on! Which one do you want to watch?” You asked as you held up the tapes you rented.” You buzzed around her room, trying to find different things you could get or do for her. Did she need another blanket? Did she need her pillow fluffed? How about a cough drop? Maybe a change of clothes? 

“y/n,” Nancy sighed, clearly getting a bit frustrated, “Please just come here and lay down.”

“But… I just want to help like you help me when I’m sick.” You said sheepishly, as your cheeks reddened. 

Her face softened, all frustration dissipating. You really did mean well. 

“Laying with me is helping, love,” She lifted the blankets and allowed you to climb into bed and slip under them, wrapping your arm around her and watching as she laid her head on your chest, “I cuddled with you when you were sick, remember?”

You nodded, as you ran a hand through her curly brown hair, lightly scratching at her scalp. Soon enough, soft snores could be heard from the girl below you. You glanced down at her and smiled at how peaceful she looked with her eyelashes brushing her cheeks and her lips slightly parted as her chest rose and fell evenly. You rested your cheek on the top of your girlfriend’s head and drifted off to sleep soon after, ready to tend to her once again when you woke up.

[scarthefangirl]

Ohio ~ I had a ring

Dead!Natasha x fem!reader | platonic!Yelena x reader

Description: After the death of Natasha, your lover, you slowly feel a hole taking over you.

Warnings: mentions of suicide, mentions of self harm, death, insanity, drinking, alcohol, anger, screaming

A/N: Go cry now :)

This song inspired this 👇 (listen to the full song, it is good)

You look at the woman beside you lovingly. She smiles at you and tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. She giggles and kisses you. You melt into her touch, kissing back. Slowly the body fades away, leaving you empty. Like there is a hole inside you. Where did she go? Why did she leave you?

"Its okay." Her voice echoes around you. Her last words. You hadn't been there. Clint was. But somehow the moment had plagued you. You had watched it all go down on a video caught from Barton's suit cam. You hadn't been able to bare more than a bit of the tape.

"Natasha? Where are you?" You call with a feeling of frustration. Her voice remains evident and you stand. You walk around, searching for the root of the sound.

"Don't let me go baby." Natasha says. Those words. They were ones she had said to you before you all saved time. You two had hugged and she had whispered that to you.

"Natasha? Are you here? I am waiting for you. I, I am ready." You yell for the red haired lover of yours. You had been waiting for her to knock at your door and kiss you for about a year. According to the town, you had lost it for the woman.

"Y/N" Natasha's sweet voice fills the room and you scream in pain, tears escaping down your rosy cheeks. Sometimes you saw her for days at a time. You always liked those days. But even then you felt a visible hole in you.

A hole that everyone can see. That just grows bigger and bigger, until it completely takes over your body.

"Natasha please, come home." You cry, laying on the floor.

After an hour or two, you go to your fridge grabbing a beer. You down it and get another. And another.

~

A knock on the door causes your eyes to slightly open. Crap, Yelena is coming today. You think to yourself, looking around your trashy place. There is trash everywhere and empty pizza boxes, and takeout boxes. The amount of alcohol bottles you have is outrageous.

Yelena and Bruce have visited you a few times, Yelena more then Dr. Banner. They both have tried many things on you. Therapy, medication, ect. But you refuse to leave the apartment. When you tell them about seeing Nat, they say you need help. Bruce blames the drinking, Yelena just knows you're sad.

"Y/N, I am here. I brought some of that medicine I told you I want you to try." Yelena bursts in, using her key. You sit up slightly, propping yourself up with your elbow.

"Sorry I haven't cleaned." You say groggily. She nods and smiles. She begins to clean it for you, top to bottom completely spotless. She throws out alk your trash and empty bottles.

She then takes a seat next to you on the couch. She eyes the bottle of beer on the table, half drank.

"How many did you have last night?" She asks, not really expecting an answer. You two sit in silence for awhile on the old sofa.

"I had a dream last night." You speak up.

"Hm?" Yelena says, encouraging you to speak on.

"Natasha and I were in Ohio doing everything we had promised to do." You start. "Then, while visiting a mall in Ohio, she told me she decided not to live. Things got weird and dreary. She said she didn't love her life enough to live it and that I wasn't enough to live for." You say, staring into the distance. You and Natasha had made plans to go to Ohio to get your minds off the whole blip thing. You two had it all planned out.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Yelena asks gently. After another bit of silence, your mind decides it has been working to hard and quits.

"Yelena why didn't Nat come with you this visit?" You ask in a perky happy voice. Yelena doesn't yell or get stern. She remains patient.

"Oh Y/N, Tasha can't visit anymore. Remember?"

"Why not? Aren't I worth it!!?" You tear up, memories fading in and out. In these moments you can never remember what is a real memory and what isn't.

"Natasha loved you Y/N. She did. Never doubt that." Yelena reassures you.

"You say everything past tense. Like she is gone." Your voice cracks as you meet eyes with the blonde.

"My dear, dear Y/N. Natasha isn't coming back for you. We discussed this." Yelena sighs. You begin to cry, sinking onto the floor. Your hands shake, causing your body to begin or shake.

"No. No. She visited last night. She was here I swear. She is coming back for me. She is. I need her." You tell yourself. "She loves me!' You scream in tears, body trembling. Yelena sits next to you and wraps and arm over your shoulders.

"Y/N."

"No. Please stop. She is coming back for me. She, she loves me. I need her. She isn't gone." You sob, your body trembling. "She won't leave me all alone!! She won't! She cares about me. She won't leave me alone."

"Oh Y/N, you aren't alone. I am here for you. And your team cares about you. My sister loved you and wanted to be with you forever. Natasha loved you very much, but just because she is gone doesn't mean you are alone." Yelena cradles the weeping girl.

"Yelena stop. I hear her every night. Sometimes she visits. She promised me we would go to Ohio together and, and, and I had a ring. I had a ring Yelena. We were going to spend forever together." You sob uncontrollably. She rubs your arm and pets your hair.

"Y/N, I am so sorry. I miss her to." Yelena tears up as she remembers her sister, your girlfriend.

"I need her back."

"I know. I know." Yelena whispers.

After a bit you calm down and Natasha's voice stops. Yelena takes you to the kitchen and sits you on a bar stool. She pours you a glass of water and hands you two large pills. You gulp them down, along with the whole glass.

Yelena makes you a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk. She is about to cut the sandwich when you rush to stop her. "Cut it diagonal into triangles, like me and Natasha do." You ask the woman sheepishly. Yelena smiles and does as you asked, passing you the plate. She makes herself a sandwich too, and eats beside you. You remember exactly the moment when you and Natasha decided to cut it into triangles. Your mother, a woman you hate, always cut it normal. It caused you to despise the sandwich. So, Tasha cut it down an angle for you.

After you both finish, you help Yelena finish cleaning the apartment. You always know it will get gross again, but you always promise to keep it clean.

Empty promises.

You know those all to well.

"Alright, I will be back tomorrow to make you take another pill. I should be here in the morning, try to shower and change." Yelena kisses your cheek and leaves the apartment. You are now laying on the couch, and you turn on the television.

~

It's late when you awake on the couch. 3:27 the green light on your alarm clock says. Early. You stretch your legs when you hear a scream. One your recognize. You sprint towards the sound, unable to find it.

"Where are you Natasha?!" You shout. You run back into the living room and see her body standing there. You run over to the place on the sofa where the redhead was sitting. But suddenly in a gust of wind she is in the doorway while you sit on the couch.

"Y/N." Your lover says. You nearly cry at the sound of her voice. The other visits had been just seeing her, never once had you had a conversation.

"Natasha, you came back! I knew you would! Everyone else said no. But I knew." You begin to cry. You can hardly take the sight of her. It is so beautiful. She is so beautiful.

"Y/N. I am here to help you." Natasha says, you can here pity in her voice.

"Help?"

"Y/N I am not real. You know that. I am just alive in your head. I am dead. Dead." The word dead seems to echo and bounce off the walls. Natasha walks over and sits next to you.

"No. No. Stop it." You yell at her. The metaphorical hole in your center seems to burn and steam. You feel like she can see it.

"I am dead. Stop telling yourself otherwise. Deep down you want to feel better. I know you do, my dear. But I will never be alive again. Only in your heart. Stop imagining me in your head and let me live in your heart." Natasha's voice is a mere whisper now, and her body seems to shimmer and is misty.

"You're not coming back?" Your voice breaks like an adolescent boy's. Water streams down your rosy cheeks. The girl fades away and the hole seems to envolpe you. You drink a bit and sit on the couch with a loud sigh.

You scream.

Loudly.

You look at the table in front of the couch. You flip it over in anger and kick it. You grab one of the bottles and throw it at the TV, creating a large shattering noise. You feel steamy tears pour down your beat red face.

You scream again.

You go to the kitchen. You drink more and chuck them at the wall or something when you finish them. You kick the fridge when you are out of alcohol. You bash your knee into the white box and scream in anger and pain. A bruise immediately forms.

You flip the bar stools, and throw a few. You continue throwing, breaking, kicking, and more to the things around.

You eventually get tired and lay down on the messy couch.

~

Knock, knock.

Knock, knock.

"Y/N?!" Yelena calls. She is worried when you don't answer. She slams the door open and her eyes widen as she takes in the sight.

You are out drunk on the sofa, and the room is thrown apart.

"Wake up Y/N." Yelena shouts sternly. You tiredly sit up and look around. "What is all this crap?!" Yelena yells, causing you to burst into tears at the memory of last night.

"I'm sorry Lena." You cry. She sighs and sits next to you, clearing the glass from the spot she had chosen to sit at.

"Oh Y/N, what happened?" Yelena asks soothingly.

"She's not coming back." You sob as you share you realization.

"Mhm." Yelena says, a lump in her throat making her speechless.

"She's dead. And she isn't coming back to bring me to Ohio." You start, calmed down a bit. "She is dead. And I can't keep believing she isn't."

"I'm sorry." Yelena says with a quiet voice, also sad.

"It's not your fault Lena. Even though we choose to blame ourselves, it isn't our fault." You comfort the sister of your past girlfriend.

"I um, I got a mission today Y/N/N." Yelena says, also calming down. She had told you briefly about her job in the past.

"What is it?"

"To kill Natasha's murderer."

"What?!" Your eyes widen and you tilt your head.

"Clint Barton." You both sit in silence for a bit. You hold each other. You are in so much unbearable pain. You wish someone understood. The only woman who could is off to god knows where, missing her robotic lover. You are all alone. You need to get justice for Natasha.

Justice.

"I am helping." You say decidedly. Yelena knows by the tone of your voice that it is pointless to argue.

"Okay."

~

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{You Are Beautiful} Eret x Reader

summery: you haven't had the most body confidence lately but a TikTok gives you a new perspective  pronouns: not mentioned but she/her implied 

word count: 932

trigger warnings: body image, swearing

tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdMqvLoD/ 

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Your favorite thing in the world was watching your significant other, Eret, stream. It was a rare thing for you to join him. You felt much more comfortable sitting back on the bed and watching him.

Chat always knew when you were in the room. Eret would consistently look your way and check in with you. Eret wanted nothing more than to make you feel like you were all that mattered in their life. Sometimes you even had a small conversation with him while he was streaming.

Today was a really chill day for Eret. His plan for the stream was to simply play on the SMP and answer some questions and tell some stories. You always loved listening to his stories. His deep voice makes him the best story teller.

You were scrolling through TikTok on your fyp. A certain post slid onto your screen. It was made by “lemon.squezzy”. You have never seen them before the post really spoke to you. It was a creator wearing a cropped shirt and showing her belly from different angles. It took you by surprise. She was doing something that you were too scared to do. It really made you think about yourself. You kept replaying the video, feeling some sort of euphoria.

Eret looked over, hearing the video being played for at least five times now. He could hear the audio and it caught his attention. His mic isn't sensitive enough to pick it up, so chat had no clue why he had a look of concern and confusion on his face.

You’ve recently been having low self image issues. Constantly analyzing every curve and fold that your body made to the point where you were imagining some. You've mentioned it to Eret once. He did his best to assure you that you are perfect the way you are, but also understood to not push anything onto you.

“I’ll be right back chat,” Eret told them as he muted himself. He wasn't planning on chatting with you for long, he just wanted to check in in a more personal way.

He walked over to your bed and tapped the side of the bed to get your attention. You looked up, Eret towered over you. You gave a weak smile and moved over, inviting him to lay down with you.

He leaned on his side, his left hand holding up his head and his right leg bent, “Whatcha watching, dear?”

You turned your phone towards him and let it play. His left hand made its way to your knee and made gentle circles in it. Just him lying next to you made you feel so much safer and loved. You treasured every little moment like this with him.

After it played it through one last time you paused it and gazed at Eret. He gazed back and held two fingers under your chin to ensure that you made eye contact with him.

You broke the silence, “Her belly, it doesn't look any different at different angles. Like, one position doesn't expose more than a different one.”

Eret nodded and kissed your forehead, “I've been trying to tell you that for weeks. You are beautiful, I just wish that you could see yourself the way that I do, and well everyone does.”

He took your hand and pulled you off the bed. You tossed your phone onto the bed and let him guide you in front of the mirror. He positioned you infront of him and just let you look for a second.

You still didn't see what he saw. You wish you could but you just couldn't. He snaked his hands around your waist and kissed your shoulder. He leaned into your ear, “Don't suck in, love, it only hurts you.”

You let out a deep sigh and relaxed your body. Him holding you made you realize something, your body didn't change. Just like the video, it looked the exact same. You smiled. You haven't felt this type of euphoria in a while. You placed your hands over Eret’s and leaned back into him.

“See,” Eret spoke softly, “You are fucking beautiful the way you are. No matter where you are, what position you are in, even if you were a fucking worm, you are beautiful.” He kissed your cheek and held it for a second. “I have to go back to streaming,”

He let go of you and walked back to his chair, putting his earbuds back in and unmuting himself. You went back to your position on the bed and held your hands on your belly. You are beautiful. It's gonna take a while to change how you view yourself but this was a huge start.

“Chat… why are you freaking out?” Eret asked.

You looked over and saw him aggressively scrolling through chat, trying to keep up.

“No, y/n is not pregnant… Why are you saying that? Chat, I'm not lying… the mirror? Oh! Um, hold on.” You two made eye contact.

“Why do they think I’m pregnant?” You asked.

Eret slightly chuckled, “I didn't cut my camera… I didn't realize they could see the mirror… you wanna come on for a bit and assure them that you aren't pregnant?”

You laughed with them and agreed, pulling up a chair next to him. You spent a good hour streaming with Eret. Unlike other streamers, you were always very open about your life with viewers. You've admitted to how you've been feeling and showed the TikTok chat. It was probably the most positive stream that you have done so far.

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teenage dirtbag [three] // wanda maximoff

summary: Wanda's boyfriend continues to be an aggravation in your life, causing some distance between you and Wanda

warning/s: none

author's note: i really appreciate the feedback you guys gave in the last part – it’s always motivating to read your reactions/comments 🥰

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Sorting things out with Wanda made everything return to normal in no time. So much in fact that she decided I was worth inviting to her and her brother's birthday party.

Never in a million years did I expect the most popular girl in our grade to know who I was, let alone invite me to her birthday party, so to say I was surprised was an understatement.

"It's not a big deal if you can't make it," she said when she handed me the invitation in class. "I mean, I'd love it if you could, but yeah, no pressure."

I was in awe, accepting the invite and reading it quickly. It must have been a pretty expensive party if she was giving out special invites, that's for sure.

"You want me to come?" I asked, still unsure whether this was a joke or not.

"Only if you want to," she said quickly, eyes darting around the room and anywhere but at me. "Like I said, you don't have to. It's not a big deal and– I– yeah." She pressed her lips together and stopped rambling, offering me a small smile.

"Thanks," I said quietly, slotting the invite in my notebook. "I'll, er, I'll think about it."

She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and faced forward, nodding. "Yeah, sure, no rush."

After that awkward conversation, I discovered she'd also invited Y/BF/N, the two of them developing a little friendship the more she'd hung out with me. He didn't mind going, but only wanted to do so if I went.

"I feel like I kinda don't wanna go," I admitted to him after school as we were studying in the library.

"Oh?" He rose an eyebrow. "And why's that?"

I played with the pencil in my hand. "I don't know, it's just– it's gonna be full of all of her other friends. And they don't really like me. Plus, her dick of a boyfriend is gonna be there. I just think she might have invited me to be nice. Like she might have felt like she had to because we sit together, y'know?"

"I think you know that isn't true," he said knowingly. "Maybe, just maybe, she actually wants us there, wants you there, to celebrate her birthday."

I chewed the inside of my mouth, giving it some thought. But the idea of going to Wanda's house party and seeing a bunch of people I didn't care about getting pissed wasn't comforting. Besides, even if I went, I'd probably see Wanda once before she'd get scooped away by Nate. What was the point?

"Nah, I don't think I'm going," I decided. "She won't notice. I'll just get her a present instead."

Y/BF/N sighed, clearly not impressed with my answer. Nonetheless, he said, "Okay, suit yourself."

"You can go if you want," I added, knowing his presence wasn't linked with mine.

"No Y/N, no party," he said with a dismissive shrug, and I couldn't help but smile.

"Such a good friend," I said teasingly, but there was truth to my words. And I knew he knew that. 

When I saw photos and videos of Wanda and Pietro's party all over my social media the day after, I knew I'd made the right choice in not going. It was the same visuals of everyone getting drunk, doing stupid shit and making a mess. Call me a loser, but that wasn't really my scene. Pietro and Wanda both seemed to enjoy it though, judging from the pictures.

Instead, I bought her a birthday present, knowing I didn't have to but I kind of wanted to, and planned to give it to her when she turned up to class. It was her birthday today, despite throwing the party over the weekend, so I hoped it would make up for my absence (thought I doubted she noticed).

She showed up and settled beside me as I was writing the date in my notebook, making me look up to see she'd made an extra effort to dress up for her birthday, looking fancier than usual. I couldn't help but smile at the giant '18' birthday badge pinned to her jacket.

"Happy birthday, Wanda," was the first thing I said when I saw her. "You look amazing."

A bashful smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you, Y/N."

"I hope your party went well," I said, giving her my full attention whilst trying not to drool over how beautiful she looked.

Surprisingly, her smile faded and her eyebrows knitted together. "Yeah, it did... could you not make it? I tried looking for you and– yeah..."

I opened my mouth to speak, admittedly a little embarrassed that she'd caught me out. I was sure she wouldn't notice – the pictures made it seem like there were loads of guests, I'd definitely have blended in if I were there – but clearly I was mistaken.

"I just thought–" she began, before shaking her head. "Never mind."

"Sorry, I thought–" I started, but like her, didn't know what to say. "Parties aren't my thing," I admitted truthfully. "But it looked fun. You enjoyed it, right?"

She nodded, a small forced smile on her lips. "Yeah, right. It's cool. No biggie."

I swallowed awkwardly. It seemed like a biggie and now I felt bad.

"I, er, got you a gift," I blurted, hoping to change the subject. Reaching into my backpack, I pulled out the terribly wrapped present and held it out nervously. "I hope you, er, like it."

Her eyebrows raised as her eyes flickered between the present and I. "Oh? You didn't have to. I wasn't expecting anything."

Was it hot in here or was it just me?

I pulled my collar away from my neck, hoping to circulate some air. "I wanted to. It's not a big deal."

She accepted the gift, fingers brushing mine and making me even more nervous, before opening it up. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she revealed a brand new leather paintbrush carry case.

"The one you always carry around is tattered and falling apart, so I thought I'd get you a new one," I explained, feeling like I had to. "I mean, unless the other one has some sort of sentimental value, then in that case, I can just return this."

"Are you kidding? I love it!" she exclaimed, looking to me with a grin. "It's beautiful, Y/N. I don't even know what else to say."

My shoulders relaxed, a relieved smile tugging at my lips. "Good. Th-that's good. I'm glad you like it."

Without warning, she moved forward off her stool and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me in for a hug. I was startled, unable to think straight with her body pressed so close to mine and her floral perfume wafting into my nose. Why did she have to smell so good?

"Thank you," she muttered, pulling away but not quite letting go. Her eyes were glowing as they watched me carefully, accompanying her weak-in-the-knees smile. I was sure I'd melt. "It means a lot."

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak for fear I'd say something stupid. I resisted the urge to look down at her lips, which were pulled into a small, appreciative smile. She let go of me, looking to the case again and unravelling it. I caught my breath meanwhile, my senses still on override as her perfume lingered.

She was just so damn beautiful.

—

"Okay, how about this – robotic or organic aliens. Which would you rather invade our planet?" Y/BF/N asked.

I chuckled at his question. "Definitely haven't thought about that one, but let's see..."

We were hanging in the bleachers out near the football field as we waited for football practice to end. Y/BF/N had a Film project to do and needed to film the field, so I offered to help like the good friend I was.

"Probably organic," I answered as I balanced on the bleachers, standing up and tiptoeing down them like steps. "At least we could reason with them if they tried to kill us because they'd have a conscience. Robotic aliens would just be programmed to take over and that's it."

Y/BF/N seemed against the idea as he played with his camera. "Yeah, but if they were robotic, all we'd have to do is launch a missile at them and they'd explode. You can break metal. It's harder to break organic matter."

I stifled a laugh. "You've given this much thought, I see."

He gave me a knowing look. "You telling me you don't think aliens exist?"

I stopped tiptoeing and stood still as I looked down at him with humoured eyes. "You know I know aliens exist."

He waved his hand like that was enough reasoning. "There you go then!"

I laughed, wondering how he thought of this stuff, then continued to balance as I walked down the bleachers. Probably the wrong choice as when I heard a voice call me, I looked up, saw it was Wanda, then proceeded to miss a step and fall onto my arse.

"Oh God, Y/N, are you okay?" she asked, moving forward to help me.

My face heated up as Y/BF/N laughed his arse off beside me. I accepted Wanda's hand and let her pull me up, before letting go immediately when I could handle it myself. Her presence always made me nervous, but this was just terrible.

"Yeah, I'm good," I said, glancing at her and freezing at her piercing gaze and suppressed smile.

"You sure?" she asked, glancing at Y/BF/N, before trying to hide her own laughter.

Fuck me, why was I such a mess whenever she was around?

"Very sure," I said, though my back began to ache from where I hit it. "What's up, anyway?"

Y/BF/N finally shut up, to my relief, and Wanda minimised her laughter before scratching her head.

"I'm waiting for practice to end so I can take Pietro home," she said, nodding to the field. "I saw you both sat here and thought I'd say hi. Are you guys watching practice?"

"Not really," I answered, before tilting my head to Y/BF/N. "We're just waiting for it to end so Y/BF/N can film for his project."

"Ooh, that sounds interesting," she said, intrigued and looking to him now. "What's that about?"

As he caught her up on it, I found myself checking Wanda out without realising. She was animated as she listened to Y/BF/N talk about his assignment, eyes giving him all of her attention, and a permanent smile was fixed on her lips as she listened to him. Though it wasn't directed at me, I felt butterflies swirling a storm in my stomach and clutched it, hoping they'd go away. I loved and hated the feeling all at once.

Breaking me from my reverie, a football flew past all three of us and hit the bleachers, startling us all. We looked in the direction it came from and saw the football team looking back at us, some laughing and some disgruntled. Two players ran towards us and when they got close enough, I made them out as Pietro and Nate.

Nate was laughing as he looked between us all, before his gaze fell on me. "It's Y/N, right? I feel like I'm always throwing that thing at you. Sorry about that."

But his constant laughing and lack of guilt refuted his words. I merely clenched my jaw and narrowed my eyes his way, not that he seemed to care nor notice. I was a mere fly in a world that revolved around him. He'd never notice.

"Babe, I'm sorry, I didn't even know you were over here," he added, looking to Wanda. "You okay?"

Wanda crossed her arms and seemed frustrated. "I'm fine, Nate. Just get your ball."

He shrugged and grabbed his ball. Before leaving, he pressed a kiss to Wanda's cheek which made me wince, but she made no attempt in enjoying it. He didn't seem to care as he took off running back to his team. Pietro smiled apologetically at the three of us.

"I'm sorry," he said genuinely. "He can be such a dick sometimes."

That was the understatement of the century.

With that, he turned and ran back to his team to finish up. Wanda sighed, running a hand through her hair, as Y/BF/N and I exchanged glances.

"I should get the car running," she said awkwardly, pointing a thumb over her shoulder and towards the car park. "Good luck with your assignment, Y/BF/N. And I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N."

Waving goodbye with an awkward smile, I watched her leave and wondered the same thing I always did whenever Nate decided to make an appearance in my life.

How could she be dating such a dick?

—

Apart from the birthday party I didn't go to, I'd never been invited (or had a reason to go) to Wanda's house. I'd seen it, rode my bike past it, but never actually been in it. So, when she invited me to her place to work on a project we'd been assigned in class, I was unsure how to feel. She was adamant though and I had no reason to say no, so the only thing left to do was say yes. Even when she offered to drive me there after school.

"This is your car?" I asked with disbelief.

I knew absolutely nothing about cars, but I wasn't blind. Hers was a gorgeous deep red colour with a convertible roof that was currently lowered so anyone in it would feel the sun on their back and wind in their hair.

"Yeah, you like it?" she asked as she got into the driver's seat.

I gulped and sat in the passenger's seat, throwing my backpack at my feet. "It's so nice. You sure you don't mind me drinking in this?"

I had a Pepsi bottle in my hand and was deathly afraid of opening it now in case I spilt it and the cleaning bill would be more than I made in a year at the pizza parlour.

She laughed, already pulling out of the car park. "Of course. Don't be silly."

I glanced in her direction, trying not to get distracted by how good she looked in the driver's seat. She was wearing a red leather jacket, funnily enough, matching the exterior of her car, and she had dark eyeliner around her eyes, accentuating the shape and colour of them and leaving me speechless whenever she looked my way.

"There's CDs in the glove compartment," she was saying as she focused on the road. "Or you can mess around with the radio. It's up to you."

"CDs?" I asked, it piquing my interest. I reached into the glove compartment, adding, "What is this, the 2000s?"

She rolled her eyes playfully, accepting my teasing, as I flicked through the small stack of albums.

"I don't know, I guess I just like having the physical version," she said with a shrug. "It's kind of like a collection."

I chuckled at her need to explain herself, watching the way she rubbed her neck nervously, smiling with embarrassment. Looking back to the albums, a particular one grabbed my attention and I plucked it out with raised brows.

"Oh my God, you like Paramore?" I asked, looking to her with surprise. "Now it's definitely the 2000s."

Her cheeks flushed as she grew flustered. I nudged her in the side gently, getting her attention briefly.

"I'm kidding," I reassured, tilting my head her way playfully. "I actually love Paramore. They're my favourite band."

"Really?" she asked with surprise as I put the CD in her car. I hummed in response, to which she continued, "Have you ever seen them live?"

As For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic played quietly in the background, I nodded my head. "Yeah, once. It was a few years ago, but the tickets were shitty and I could just about make them out on stage in the distance."

Wanda laughed, the sound making my heart skip a beat. "No, that's so sad!"

I chuckled in agreement. "Yeah. It was, but oh well. They have a tour coming up this summer, right? Maybe I can get better tickets this time 'round... what about you? Have you ever seen them live?"

She hummed, making a turn at some traffic lights and chewing her lower lip as she focused on doing so. It was definitely the wrong time, but I found myself admiring how attractive it was, especially when her jaw tensed and her defined jawline was on display.

"Yeah, I saw them a few times," she finally responded, pulling me from my stupor. "Some really good seats, some really shitty ones." She giggled at the end, making me smile. "Maybe we could go to that concert in the summer. If you're up for it?"

This seemed like one of those times where you made plans with a friend that you knew would never happen, so to not cause an awkwardness in the conversation, I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, maybe."

She glanced at me and I mirrored her smile, the flash of excitement in her eyes knocking me breathless.

When we reached her house, I was awestruck at how big it was from the inside. I mean, it looked huge from the outside, but the inside was even better. Her family were rich, I knew that, but this was some other level of rich.

"Here, c'mon, I'll get you a drink, then we can go into the dining room to start," Wanda said, failing to recognise my amazement and instead leading me to the kitchen. "We have tropical juice, apple juice, water, Sprite, Cola... which d'you want?"

I settled at the island, taking a seat and subtly admiring her kitchen. "Er, apple juice is fine with me."

She smiled brightly before pouring me a glass, whilst pouring herself some Sprite. Standing opposite me, we both took a moment to have a drink, but didn't get chance to exchange words as her mum entered the room and noticed me instantly.

"Y/N, it's so lovely to see you again!" she said kindly, patting me on the shoulder before heading to the fridge. "You girls hanging out? Studying?"

"We have a project," Wanda filled in as I nodded in agreement. "We alright to claim the dining room?"

After grabbing some water from the fridge, Wanda's mum pressed a kiss to her daughter's cheek. "Sure thing, sweetie. If you need anything, just let me know." Smiling once more at me, she said, "It's good to see you, Y/N."

"You too," I said with a friendly smile before she left.

"Come on," Wanda said, motioning for me to follow. "We have tons to do."

The next hour and a half was spent with Wanda and I planning out our project, our work sprawled along the dining table messily. We were making progress, until she got a call suddenly. It seemed serious as she gave me an apologetic glance and excused herself. I let her go and leaned back in my seat, wondering what I could do as I waited for her to return. That thought was resolved quite quickly when Pietro popped his head in the doorway and spotted me.

"Y/N! What an honour to welcome you to our humble abode," he exclaimed, entering the room fully. "What brings you here?"

Pietro's presence always brought an amused smile to my lips. "Wanda and I are working on a Chemistry project. She's just nipped out for a phone call."

He tutted dramatically, crossing his arms. "Well, well, well. We can't have that! Wanda needs to learn to entertain her guests. C'mon. I was about to head to the gaming room and could use the company."

I was visibly surprised. "You have a gaming room? Dude, that's awesome!"

He laughed. "C'mon."

Joining Pietro, the two of us headed to this so-called gaming room and I was not disappointed. There was a huge TV with a PlayStation and Nintendo Switch connected to it, a snooker table, a foosball table, a dart board, some old arcade games – it was amazing, any gamer's biggest dream.

"What you feeling, princess?" he said with that flirtatious smile of his.

I rolled my eyes playfully. He was being overtly flirty, more so than his sister was – was it a Maximoff personality trait or something? – and I wasn't sure whether he meant it or was just being his usual self.

"Are you flirting?" I deadpanned, tilting my head curiously. "I can't tell."

He pocketed his hands, swinging back on the heels of his feet. "That depends. Is it working?"

Despite my lack of interest in him like that, I felt my face heat up at the attention. "Pietro, I must tell you that any moves you attempt to make kind of won't work."

"And why's that?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the snooker table with a cheeky smile on his lips. "Am I not your type?"

"Unless you change into a girl, then no," I played along, making him flush with embarrassment. "Hate to break it to you, but I'm gay."

"Okay, I guess that makes sense," he mumbled to himself, before sighing and meeting my eyes. "We can still be friends, right? Or is that forbidden since you're already friends with my sister?"

I laughed and approached him. "Friends works. I don't think Wanda will care. I certainly don't."

He grinned. "Awesome! Well, d'you wanna play a round of foosball?"

"Sure," I said with an amused expression. "Bet I can kick your arse."

He pushed himself off the table and feigned surprise. "Oh? Game on, Y/L/N."

I didn't realise how long Wanda had been on the phone until I managed to get through three rounds of foosball and was in the middle of a snooker game with Pietro.

"You may have beat me at foosball, but you're terrible at this," he pointed out with stifled laughter.

I'd missed my third shot and it was more funny than it was embarrassing.

"Your talking distracts me," I said dismissively, before lining up the next shot with my cue.

He watched as I tried to take my shot before sighing loudly. I glanced at him with a quirked brow.

"You have a thought you'd like to share?" I asked playfully.

He hesitated, moving forward to correct my posture. "Look, if you just aim it like this–"

"Don't even think about it, Romeo," I said jokingly, standing up straight and pushing him away gently. "I know what you're thinking."

He laughed. "What? I was just going to help you aim!"

I gave him a knowing look. "So holding me close is just a bonus?"

"Fine, take your shot without my help and see what happens," he said dismissively, waving his hand.

"I'll do just that," I said with confidence, before bending down and taking my shot. The ball hit the other and neither were pocketed, which was an achievement as I'd got the cue ball in several times before, but still pretty shit as I didn't score any points.

Pietro smiled with satisfaction, leaning on his cue. "You happy with that?"

I held in a laugh as I looked to him. "Shut up."

He chuckled before bumping me out the way. "Now for the professional."

Bending down to take his shot, he pulled back his cue before hitting the balls. They rolled around on the table and one ball was about to go in, but I quickly grabbed it before he could get the point.

"Y/N!" he shouted between laughter. "That's cheating!"

"Technically we didn't establish rules," I pointed out, before moving backwards as he tried to grab it from my hand. "What do you say to calling it a draw and playing something else?"

"I say that's a childish way to admit you've lost," he responded, before moving forward quickly. I dodged his attempt and he pursed his lips. "Y/N."

"Pietro."

He smirked. "Seriously?"

I grinned.

He tried to grab it again and ended up chasing me around the room as I avoided giving in. Taking the piss out of Y/BF/N enough times had prepared me for moments like this, so I was able to avoid Pietro long enough to run into whoever walked through the door.

"Shit, Wanda, I'm sorry," I said between laughter, steadying both me and her.

She smiled with confusion, about to speak, but Pietro caught up to me and lifted me up, throwing me onto the couch before I could protest.

"No more cheating," he said sternly, as I lifted my head from the pile of cushions on the couch to look up at him.

"You're an arse," I said, pushing myself up off the couch.

"And you're a sore loser!"

We had a mini staring competition before the two of erupted into laughter.

"You're not half bad, Pietro," I complimented as he helped me up.

"Thank you, princess," he said, the flirtatious smile on his lips again.

I shoved him in the shoulder playfully before looking to Wanda, who was chewing on her lip as she looked between Pietro and I with an unreadable expression.

"So, what prompted you to leave Y/N alone for an hour?" Pietro asked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, making me shove him away. He grinned at me before looking to Wanda.

"Nate called," Wanda responded carefully, arms crossed as she continued to look between us. God, I hoped she didn't think Pietro and I liked each other. That would be embarrassing.

Pietro scoffed from beside me, making Wanda sigh with annoyance.

"Don't start, Piet," she said and gave him a look which he seemed to understand.

By the sounds of it, Pietro didn't seem to like Wanda's dick of a boyfriend either. That was strange since wasn't impressing the brother the first part of being in a relationship with someone? And they were on the same football team, so I figured he'd at least tolerate him.

"Are we alright to get back to studying?" Wanda asked, directing her stare to me. The annoyance she held for Pietro was still present in her eyes and I suddenly felt nervous when she looked my way.

"Yeah, of course," I said, before giving Pietro a half-smile. "Rematch at snooker next time. Sound good?"

"Try to keep the balls on the table and we'll see," he teased, before nodding to Wanda. "You should get back to your project before Wanda kills us both with her deadly glare."

I smiled awkwardly, looking back to Wanda as she was indeed glaring at her brother. Clearly there was some sibling rivalry going on here, and I definitely didn't want to get in the middle of it, so I headed to Wanda, signalling I was ready to leave.

The two of us headed back to the dining room in an uncomfortable silence. I felt like I'd done something wrong and she was giving me the silent treatment which was strange. Then I figured it was probably something with Nate that made her annoyed, so didn't question it too much.

We sat back down and I looked at what we'd done so far to try and pick up where we left off, but then she spoke out of the blue, taking me by surprise.

"Do you like my brother?"

It was so abrupt that I took a moment to acknowledge it, blinking. "What?"

"Pietro," she clarified, saying it with such dismissiveness like it wasn't a big deal. Her attention was on the books before us as she continued, "Do you like him?"

I tried not to laugh as I shook my head. "No, Wanda. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a great guy. But yeah, no, I don't like him like that."

She chewed her lip, nodding, but I swear I saw a hint of a smile on her lips. I hoped it wasn't the thought of Pietro and I that made her annoyed. I wasn't that bad, was I? I know she cared about her brother and was probably overprotective, but me being his girlfriend couldn't have been that bad, right?

We got back to work in no time, getting a lot done. I didn't realise how late it was getting until Wanda's mum poked her head in, asking if I wanted to stay for dinner.

"Dinner?" I asked, eyebrows raising with surprise. I checked my watch and realised how long I'd been here. "Damn, maybe I should head back."

"Nonsense, you must stay," her mum insisted. "Y/M/N won't mind. A daughter of hers is a daughter of mine."

"You can even sleepover if you want," Wanda offered, and I almost choked on my own spit. "It's getting pretty late."

I shook my head, forcing a small smile so they wouldn't get offended. "Honestly, it's fine. I can head back."

"Please?" Wanda asked with a hopeful expression. "It's the least I can do. I kinda wasted your time for an hour earlier..."

"I should ask my mum," I said, chewing on the inside of my mouth.

"Oh, I'll ring and let her know," Wanda's mum said breezily, before looking to Wanda. "D'you think you can clear your things up? Your brother is gonna set the table."

"Sure, mum." Wanda smiled her way as she left, before looking to me. "I've got clothes and a spare toothbrush you can use tonight."

I smiled awkwardly, nodding. Sleeping over at my crush's house wasn't how I thought I'd be spending my Wednesday evening, yet here we were.

[chattaboochel]

I’ll Be Looking For Your Name | Jungkook Drabble #1

So I cant stop thinking about this man after that vlive so I wrote this.

If you haven't watched it already then you are doing yourself a disservice.

Anyway I hope you enjoy 💜😋

Summary: Jungkook is about to head onto V-live and Y/N gives him her support.

Pairing: Idol! Jungkook / Makeup Artist! Reader

Words: 1K

Warnings: Mentions of sexual content.

You and Jungkook had a beautiful relationship, being together for the last two years but you had known him longer than that.

You were one of the makeup artists that made sure the idols were ready for music videos, carpet events, etc.

Bighit saw your potential when you were 17 years old after they had saw your online portfolio, impressed with your work they hired you and from that moment on you became apart of BTS life quite regularly.

You first met Jungkook when he was 18, making him your elder by one year, something that was new to him since he was usually the youngest one the majority of the time.

Of course you were a big fan of the BTS boys, following their journey to stardom when they debuted in 2013 when you happened to stumble across the music video for ‘No More Dream’ and you were hooked.

You loved their style, their dance moves and you just marveled at just how talented they were.

As you grew older you supported the boys through their career, buying concert tickets whenever you had the chance or more accurately convincing your parents to, and of course buying their albums whenever they released them.

You never thought in a million years that you would be the one that would be hired to be their makeup artist, part of you always did doubt your own talent, something many of your friends and now Jungkook got on your case for.

But you did, you were hired and got to interact with the idols you adored almost everyday. At first you were professional, friendly but you didn’t want over step over any bounds with the men you took care of or do something that could threaten your job security.

Overtime however each one of the Bangtan boys made their way into your heart, developing a close friendship with you the more they saw you everyday but the one who held your heart truly was Jungkook.

Which was surprising given that when you were a just of fan of BTS, your bias was actually V, something that to this day he never lets you forget given your established relationship with Jungkook.

But something about that bunny smile, those doe eyes and the way they looked at you that made you weak in the knees. He was so bright, so humble, a complete goofball and you loved all those qualities about him.

~

Your eyes watched your partner, Jungkook as he buttoned up his olive green shirt up to the middle of his chest, knowing that for some reason he was having some sort of strike when it came to buttons recently.

Part of you was almost sad to watch the fabric start to cover up his god like body but he couldn’t exactly walk around the company naked even if , you yourself, wouldn’t mind that so much.

That being said, you couldn’t help but notice that his choice of an outfit was suspiciously see through, enough to leave you staring as well as have your mind full of scandalous thoughts about how you would pry those clothes off him later.

“Whatcha doing Kookie?”, Shaking your head of those thoughts, You ask your boyfriend as you step up from his bed and make your way towards him.

“I realized I haven't been on vlive in a while, thought I’d interact with army and get some practice in”, His answer makes your eyebrow raise.

“At 1am?”

He nervously smiles, scratching the back of his head as his doe eyes caught yours.

“Yes?”

You giggle at his nervousness, wrapping your arms around his waist as you tilt your head up to look at him.

“Hehe relax Kookie, I’m only messing with you. Go knock em dead”

Your encouragements make Jungkooks grin widen into his trademark bunny smile, his arms now wrapping around your smaller frame.

“You could always come with and watch baby?”, One of his hands rises up to push away some stray hairs from your face before cupping your cheek delicately.

You welcome his touch, finding yourself humming as your lean into the warmth of his hand.

He looks at you with so much adoration that you felt the need tightened your hold on him in case gravity decided to pull a fast one on you.

You shake your head at his suggestion, “and interfere with quality time with ARMY? Absolutely not. I’ll watch like everyone else”

Jungkook frowned knowing you like the back of his hand, he knew how insecure you were when it came to the ARMY.

Most of the ARMY were very supportive of Jungkook and his relationship with you but of course all it took was one negative comment to make you doubt yourself and your worth to him.

He doesn’t say a word, knowing how stubborn you can be when you make your mind up on something, instead he gently kisses you on your forehead and that action spoke volumes.

His little displays of affection let you know your worth, let you know how much he loved you.

“Alright, I’ll be looking for your name in the chat”, He nuzzled his forehead on yours lovingly , you couldn’t stop a giggle leaving your mouth as his hair tickled your skin.

Your laugh was music to his ears.

“Go on you, ARMY is waiting”, You tilt you head up more so you could place your lips on his, a quick kiss before he would head off to the practice room.

Jungkook however had other plans as his arms tightened around your body as you tried to step away from him, you pulled against him but that didn’t stop his tongue slipping past your lips and into your mouth, deepening the kiss.

His tongue fought yours for dominance and while you tried your hardest to best him, you ultimately surrender yourself to him, standing no chance against Jungkook.

Jungkook smirked against your lips at your submission, a soft moan emitted from you as he continued to deepen the kiss , the sound traveling directly to his cock.

His could feel his member twitch against the fabric of his boxers as your pleasure filled gasps seemed to loop itself on repeat in his mind.

God, He couldn’t wait to have you all to himself later.

He pulled away from you still with that smirk plastered on his lips, making sure to tug your bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled his face away.

A whine escapes your throat as you feel his his teeth attach themselves to your lip, your body slowly becoming hot and needy for him but he stops and pulls away, knowing he had gotten the reaction he was after with a grin.

“Just to make sure you miss me”

He gives you one final peck, biting down bottom lip again but only much harder than before.

You moan out his name this time, the mix of pain and pleasure left your head spinning as Jungkook rushes off, leaving you with a swirling heat starting to pool between your legs.

“Damn that attractive bunny”

~

Part 2? When Jungkook comes back all sweaty?? Maybe??? Some NSFW?? What you think?

Any ideas lemme know 😋

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[pogueit]

First Aid Kit

Paring: Pope Heyward x Reader

Summary: You have an accident while attempting to do a new trick and Pope is the man for the job.

Warnings: blood ofc and general first aid stuff nothing too graphic tho!!

WC: 1,994

A/N: There's not enough Pope content!! SO I made some!! Pls enjoy some Pope and Y/N action!

THE GIF IS NOT MINE IT BELONGS TO @rue-bennett !!!!

Saturdays are not meant to be boring, but this scorching afternoon there was nothing to do. John B. went on his weekly date with Sarah, JJ scored a date with a kook he's been eyeing, and Kie was forced to go to a gala on the mainland, so it was just you and Pope alone in the chateau. He had been studying all day for an upcoming chemistry exam he has first thing Monday morning. You tried all day to get his head out of the books, but he was not having any of it. It wasn't until the late afternoon that you got him to go outside with you. Even though his nose was still deep in the piles of notes at least he was outside. You were skating on a horrifically uneven stretch of concrete that was oddly slathered in front of the chateau. Every time he could hear the wheels pop upwards he would snap his eyes to you, cheering you on when you stuck the landing. You were glad that he was far enough away to not be able to see how red your cheeks were. You've had a massive crush on the boy ever since Kie introduced you to the group. Your mom had just moved your ass down to the banks to get a fresh start far away from your poor excuse for a father. She managed to quickly score a job at The Wreck (where you were also forced to work part-time) as head chef. Your mom got on well with the Carrera's who only deemed it appropriate to force their daughter to hang out with you, being new in town and all. Kie wasn’t bothered at all and was glad to have another girl around. After hanging out with her for a single day, you wouldn’t hesitate to take a bullet for her. Kiara didn't introduce you to the knuckleheads right away, since she had taken a liking to you and didn't want to scare you away. The day that she did you remembered Pope had been the last one to say "hey" yet his was the warmest. After that day your stomach would erupt with butterflies whenever you'd even look at him and you would nearly die when your hands would brush against each other in passing. There was just something about him. Maybe it was how he didn't believe in stupid questions, except for JJ's of course, or how he would learn a new subject just to be able to help one of you ace an exam. It could be how the sun sparkled against his wet skin after a long day of swimming or surfing. How relaxed he looks sitting in the driver's seat of the HMS Pogue taking in all that the sun had to offer. You were glad the rest of the crew hadn't caught on yet, especially JB since he's already taken the role as your big brother, even though you're sure that you’re definitely older than him. He would never let you hear the end of it if he knew. The constant pestering, nudging, and side-eyeing would have driven you insane. Your mind slowly drifted back to the boy studying a few feet away from you. The thoughts of those hot summer nights in the cool water with him clouded your brain, so much so you nearly wiped out.

"You good!?" Pope's concerned voice made your head snap in his direction. You knew that the embarrassment on your face was very telling but you just shot him two thumbs up and got back on your board. You shake off any remaining thoughts from your head before attempting your new trick. You were sick and tired of random strangers, but mostly JJ and JB, yelling at you to do a kickflip whenever you were skating. After watching countless videos on kickflips you were basically an expert on them at this point and all you had to do now was actually stick the landing. You slid your right foot to the middle of the board so that your heel was just off the edge while your toes rested in the middle. You shifted your left foot to the tail of the deck and with all the strength you could muster you push down on the tail while your right foot flicked down on the edge of the board. It would have been a spectacular landing if it weren't for the random-ass pebble that your wheel landed on.

"Oh fuck, are you alright!?" Pope was by your side before you even realized you were on the ground. Falling came with the game and you were not fazed at all, since you've had grislier wipeouts than this, but that's before you saw the fountain of blood that poured out of your knee.

"Yeah, I'm fine dude-- I've had-- I need to--The bathroom--" you hobbled quickly into the bathroom at the chateau trying your darndest to not get any blood in the house. By the time you were able to sit down on the toilet, you were seeing stars. Your vision was slowly fading to black and you felt like you were going to vomit. You closed your eyes tightly as you pressed a clump of toilet paper to your knee, which pulled a hiss right from your lungs at the sensation. Promptly, you bit down on your bottom lip to keep yourself from letting out a scream. A light knock came from the door and it couldn't be anyone else but Pope.

"Are you alright in there y/n?" From all the pain you were in you could only hum out a yes as a response, but you knew that would not be a good enough answer for the boy.

"Yeah, just don't--" before you could even finish your sentence he barged in "--open the door, why don't ya". His eyes grew wide at the bloody mess you made in the bathroom, but then quickly softened at the sight of you. Your skin was flushed with developing perspiration clinging to your skin and your lips had gone pale as your lungs suddenly only knew how to hyperventilate.

"Uh, I don’t think it would be in your best interest to say that it looks like a slasher flick was filmed in here" his words made you squeeze your eyes tighter as bloody images flashed before you and it only got harder for you to breathe. Pope stepped inside the rather small bathroom and closed the door behind him. He picked up all the toilet paper you had used for your leg and tossed them into the trash bin before he crouched down next to you.

"Does it still hurt?" His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper, as if you would shatter if he spoke any louder. All you could muster was a tiny nod as the pain took up most of your energy. His hands then gently pried your hands off of your injured knee and inspected it. Since the cut had almost stopped bleeding completely, Pope, was able to see that the wound was deep but not enough for it to garner any stitches and it was free of any debris. Lucky for you because JB had fallen there a couple of weeks ago and Pope had to whip out the tweezers to get all the gravel out of the bloody gash.

"Hey, it's not that bad-- I mean it is bad but it could be worse-- I'm gonna clean it now" the boy got to his feet and helped you sit on the edge of the bathtub with your feet sitting inside the tub. He then washed his hands furiously to avoid infection and gathered all the supplies he needed which consisted of antibacterial soap, antibiotic cream, gauze pads, gauze rolls, and unconditional love and support. Pope helped you undo both your shoes and removed them along with your embarrassing Winnie the Pooh socks. He sat with his legs outside the tub to have easy access to the supplies. After he checked to make sure the water wasn't too hot or too cold Pope moved your leg so your knee was underneath the faucet. The wound's contact with the water wasn't as bad as you thought, but it could’ve been you were distracted by his soothing touches as he held you close to him. Pope was careful not to get any of the soap in the cut just on the surrounding area and when he was finished he made sure to clean the rest of your blood-caked leg up as well. Once you were all cleaned up, he padded your leg dry before he attempted to put ointment on the tender flesh.

"Is it going to hurt?" You squeaked as he retrieved the ointment from the countertop.

"It might sting, but it shouldn't, '' he reassured you, as he brought the ointment-covered q-tip to your knee, but you couldn't help that your knee-jerked away from his touch.

"Ow, fuck!"

"Y/n, I haven't even touched you yet"

"I know, I know, sorry"

"I promise it won't hurt, y/n, and if it does you can punch me or something" even if it did hurt that bad you couldn’t imagine hurting Pope in any way. He once again leaned back in with the q-tip and sure enough, it wasn't painful at all. The ointment soothed the burning sensation of the area which finally allowed you to relax. He then carefully put a gauze pad on the injury, before wrapping your knee securely with gauze. You slid off the edge of the grimy porcelain tub and onto the ground while Pope stood next to the sink and neatly tucked everything back into the first aid kit.

"Uh, thanks--" your words got lost in your throat when your eyes met his warm eyes "--um, dude?" You felt stupid when it came out as a dumbfounded question and the heat quickly rose to your cheeks. If it was any time for you to die you wish it would have happened right then.

"Yeah, any time, y/n" he shot an endearing smile in your direction and you've never wanted to kiss a man so much before in your life.

You both let the awkwardness settle over you. The two of you riddled with hesitancy, but quietly yearned to confess your feelings to one another. He needed to get out of there. Pope gave you a curt nod and a tight smile, but as he headed towards the door there was vacillation in his movements. Before you lost sight of him from the doorway, he turned back around determined.

"Y/N, I gotta--" you were soon on your feet as the last bit of courage you had for your lifetime allowed you to meet him halfway. He didn't bother finishing his sentence as he decided his actions would speak for him. Pope cupped your face in his soft hands and crashed your lips together. The kiss was sweet, sweeter than anything you've ever experienced before. His plump lips gilded confidently over your timid ones. As the fire inside of you diminished your shyness you shifted yourself forward onto your tippy toes to deepen the kiss. Your movements caused you to pin Pope against the bathroom wall and you could feel him smile against your lips. His velvet tongue dragged against your bottom lip for permission to explore you further and you were more than eager to let him.

"Fucking finally!" The familiar voice of the rowdy klepto caught you guys by surprise causing both of you to jump away from each other.

"I guess I'm forty bucks richer, I knew you had it in ya, Pope!" JJ beamed as he walked towards the two of you and you playfully rolled your eyes at the blonde-haired boy.

"Fuck off!" Pope giggled and slammed the door in JJ's face before he turned to face you.

"Now, where were we?"

[victorianoruben]

{Untitled yet}

Ruvik X F!Reader

Chapter 1

Warning: none, I guess?

Written by: me and @another-bryk-in-the-wall

(thanks to my best friend for beta-reading it!)

Sometimes the hours are blurring together on nightshifts. Sometimes they are extremely stressful. Emergencies where there are only two people on a shift.

Other times you have 6 hours of complete rest and boredom.

That day it was the latter.

You haven't been working here for long and already find this hospital to be “different from others".

Many employees were emotionally cold and absolutely not interested in anyone, while just some liked to make jokes with you and treated you like a normal person. Also, the whole atmosphere here seemed very private. There weren’t too many patients who were going out of their way to socialize or make friends inside of the hospital. Hell, most didn’t even leave their rooms.

You sat bored in the lounge with your mobile phone in hand until you suddenly heard footsteps. They reverberated eerily in the long hallway and you turned to face that direction, startled. It was rare that anyone was wandering the halls this late at night. You saw a man in a tight red uniform aiming to walk past you, not even acknowledging your presence.

Only when you took a closer look at him, did you notice his burn scars. They were covering half of his face. When he noticed that you were looking at him from head to toe you decided to greet him, instead of just awkwardly staring at him. A relatively meek "Good evening, Sir" came out of you. You felt very overwhelmed by his dominant presence, which intimidated you a bit. That feeling only worsened when you let your eyes wander to the top of his head... Was that his brain surrounded by glass? No, that couldn't be. You were surely imagining things. But, what if you weren’t. Oh god damn it, what had he been through?

He emanated a unique self-confidence unlike anything you had ever seen in anyone with facial scarring. Usually patients like that were unsure and shy, afraid of being judged over something they had no control over. Human beings could be downright nasty to anyone with a scarred face. Something about facial scars disgusted people and the victims could clearly feel the contempt of others and as a result, they tended to lose all confidence.

This man, however, seemed to practically ooze confidence, which you respected and you caught yourself of being fascinated by or more like interested in his presence. You felt how your heartbeat rose from 0 to 100 when you both made eye contact, though you tried all your best to keep yourself collected and professionally polite. But that didn't work that easily.

"Good evening.", the man replied, his face completely blank and his voice monotone. He was just looking at you without a friendly gesture, without a smile. The man was simply studying your appearance as well. One of the many abilities he gained over the years was that he could read people like an open book, left open for him to peak in. Someone had longer fingernails on their right hand and short on the left? Guitar player who doesn't want to destroy the neck of said guitar. Some dog owners always carried treats with them, even if the dog wasn’t coming along. All those little clues told him enough about a person before they even spoke their first sentence.

But you. He couldn't read you yet, and this peaked his interest.

You hadn't been here for a long time, because he knew all the long-term workers and their darkest secrets.

"Are you busy right now?", the man pointedly looked at the phone in your hand, currently playing a silly cat video. Truth be told, he enjoyed that kind of content, but would he ad this? Never. Absolutely never. He would rather get the other side of his brain exposed than to admit that he liked cat videos.

"I need some help with my studies. Care to join me?", that was a big lie but he was curious -

Who were you and why did you peak his interest more than the average nurse in here? He'd find out soon enough.

Only now did you wonder what he was even doing here during these late hours. He didn’t look like a doctor. Was he a lab assistant? He certainly looked like some sort of scientist.

Pressing your lips in a thin line with a weak smile you put my phone in your pocket and nodded, slightly mortified that he had caught you watching cat videos of all things. It surely didn’t look professional.

"No, I'm not really busy. I’m just having a long boring night- I mean, not that I’m complaining... I wouldn't wish for emergencies either. So, yeah… I’d be glad to help you," You fumbled a little over your words, still slightly unsettled by his presence.

You’d do nearly anything to escape the boredom of a quiet nightshift, though. And you weren’t really worried about him being some kind of serial killer. Sure, your colleagues were weird, but they weren’t really the kind of people to chop you to pieces and bury you in the closest forest. Weird didn’t equal serial killer. Besides, you were curious about the man.

You were walking next to each other in silence that was quickly going growing awkward. Nervously you were fumbling with your hands in your smock overall, thinking of starting any conversation just to get out of this uncomfortable silence.

"I've never seen you before. I'm still pretty new here. Do you work here as a laboratory or doctor assistant? Also, with many nightshifts? Is that really that common in this mental hospital? " You had narrowed your eyes questioningly when you looked up to him. By reading his facial expressions it didn't seem like he liked to answer you. His forehead was wrinkling in silent contemplation, which made you suspicious. It was unusual to have an assistant running around here so late at night.

Maybe you weren’t so far of with the serial killer suspicions. You actually contemplated hightailing out of there.

'Quick, think of an answer. She is just a pretty and naive nurse'

But even a little slip up could cost his head. He could tell by her tensing posture that she was seconds away from fleeing the scene.

‘That could end badly’

"I mostly work nights," he tried to keep his answers short and to the point. Laying on a confidence in his answer that he didn’t actually feel. He made sure to look her in the eye shortly and casually avert his gaze back to the hallway. If he didn’t look her in the eyes at all he would look like a liar and if he stared at her too much he’d look like one too. It was a delicate balance, that he had mastered over the years "That is because the nights are quieter and I can focus on the patients better this way."

You took a glance at him, still wondering about what his actual job was. His answer was too vague for your taste. But the curiosity was still grown inside of you.

You had decided to work in a mental hospital because the human psyche had always been kind of a mystery to you. Mental illnesses were both fascinating and tragic in your eyes. The mind was even more delicate than the body, in your eyes. It was so easy to break and healing it was a true challenge. It was your goal to help people with mental illnesses like depressions, dissociative disorders and PTDS.

So, you really wanted to know what this scientist - or whatever - was working on.

You both arrived at the door to his office. You signed an NDA before, but who knew what could happened once you opened mouth. He didn't trust anyone in this damn hospital.

"Do not be surprised by the sight in front of you once I open this door. All I am asking you is to check the vitals of the patients in the bathtubs. I want to make sure they are doing well but I am not entirely sure how to do that.", he lied through his teeth, ready to push you into one of the bathtubs once the chance was there.

Or could you be useful to him in the near future?

When you entered his so-called office after his warning you had expected anything - but that!

Never in your life had you seen a machine this far developed... It looked like something directly taken out of a science-fiction movie. The construction filled the whole room. There were wires everywhere, all connecting to a weird sphere in the middle of the room. Completely gob-smacked by the strange… whatever that was you took a while to take notice of the bathtubs. When you did, though you froze up immediately. There were people - no patients - in lying in the bathtubs, connected to the cables, which were attached to the back of their necks.

Like a statue you stood there for at least 20 seconds. Staring at one patient, you slowly went to him just to check his state. Curious to see if he was aware of his surroundings or if he was unconscious – maybe asleep . What was this system?

Could that reach possibilities to help several people out of mental illnesses or was this just a machine designed from a psychopath just for his own use?

And why would he need help from just a nurse like you?

You let out a sarcastic laugh, "Looking at this huge thing… I highly doubt that you don’t know how to check vital signs ", you shook your head and crossed your arms, taking several steps back, out of his direct reach. No way would you let him put you into one of these tubs!

You really wanted to run away and never go to the hospital again.

"So, tell me. What do you really want from me? Do you expect me to go into one of the bathtubs? Gotta tell you, that’s not gonna happen. I mean... not to sound judgmental. Because technically this could be something to help our patients. But I gotta tell you, this,“ You gestured towards the patient that was laying in the tub right in front of you, “looks quite suspicious and not very save. I hope the patients volunteered for this, because if they didn’t I have to report this. Don’t get me wrong, you seem to be quite intelligent and this looks interesting, but I cannot allow something like this to continue without - "

"- You are annoying. All I want you is to check the vitals of the patients and you are throwing a whole speech at me.", he shot back, not amused with your behavior.

"I am a scientist, not one of your doctors. What I am doing here could change the world forever. It is a system which helps people with heavy trauma to forge new memories and get rid of the trauma. Do you understand me?", the scientist continued to spit out. There was a look of passion in his eyes that you hadn’t seen before. They had looked quite dull and emotionless up to this point. It was clear to you that he truly cared about that project of his.

What you weren’t aware of was that the man had a plan. He'd snow you . Make you feel comfortable. And then, he'd put you in the bathtub too. The next one on his list would be Tatjana from the reception area. And then it was your turn.

What even was your name? He chanced a quick glance of your name tag, just enough to read "(Y/N)" on it.

"Listen to me, (Y/N). This is a top-secret project. If I find out you talked about it outside of this room, I will make sure you suffer great consequences. And trust me, I have my eyes and ears everywhere. Now go and check on the rest of these people before I get angry. Then, you may leave."

Author's Note:

I'm still unsure if I keep making this as a slow-burn whole Fanfiction or just cut the whole thing I'm planing into single parts like One-Shots

[whichpercydoyouthink]

The one where Qing Ming is kind of like Robin Hood but is also the adopted father of numourous children and Bo Ya just wanted his job back... or something

So it’s been brought to my attention that The Yin Yang Master (2021) is based on the video game and The Yin-Yang Master: Dream of Eternity (2020) is based on the novel which makes sense now that I’ve watched the former and seen how different they are. I wasn’t aware of this before I watched it, though, and as a result, I couldn’t help comparing it a lot. Which was a mistake because despite sharing the characters Qing Ming and Bo Ya as well as their fictional universe, they are very very different movies with different strengths and weaknesses (apart from their shared beautiful visuals and soundtrack, ofc). During this rant/rave unfortunately I won’t be able to stop myself in the comparisons as that is how I experienced the movie but I will try my best to separate them as much as possible.

BUT, before I do anything else, a summary: we start with a glimpse in the past in which Qing Ming is caught betraying the Yin Yang Bureau (yeah, so apparently there’s an entire BUREAU which explains a lot) and after killing some guy called Ci Mu, and escapes using a Thor-worthy teleportation spell. Skip some years and we have Capital Guard Bo Ya who encounters the rogue Qing Ming when he hijacks the transportation of some tributes and generally annoys the heck out of Bo Ya. When Bo Ya is suspended as a result, he goes on a journey to find Qing Ming in the Monster Realm and arrest him. Along the way he meets a girl called Shen Le equally eager to find Qing Ming. As they find Qing Ming, the pair get caught in a conflict between Qing Ming and literally everyone else, eventually being swept up in a battle to save both the human and monster worlds from the clutches of the great evil wanting to take over the world. Feat: Qing Ming’s dark past and a boss lady called Bai Ni.

One of the things that really stood out in this movie (for me at least) was the rich and colourful world it explored. Seriously, it’s like something out of Star Warsor Guardians of the Galaxy except without the space, and magic instead of guns/lightsabres. There were so many interesting monsters and places to see. I loved Qing Ming’s home and the little world it contained with all his familiars. I also loved the monster city and the Spirited Away-esque bridge thing, that was really cool. It was just so entertaining to see the characters interact with this world even some of them were also discovering with us and it felt big and detailed and creative. This world-building is something I feel this movie did better than Dream of Eternity, if only for the fact that the world felt bigger, and we got a lot more information on things that weren’t necessarily needed for the plot but were still cool to see.

I also enjoyed the fresh characters this movie presented around Bo Ya and Qing Ming. It was kind of like watching an alternate universe but that was also an awesome experience in itself because I got to see Bo Ya and Qing Ming in a different way, in different situations and I got to fall in love with more characters. I thought Shen Le was cool and I loved the sibling-like squabbling she and Bo Ya shared as it filled the Bo Ya and Qing Ming partnership-shaped hole in my heart. Same goes for badass Bai Ni and her more mature old friends-turned-enemies relationship with Qing Ming. The character who became my new favourite was the Red Ghost, though, like seriously, that ability of his was freaking awesome and made him practically indestructible. He also, like, ditched his bully captors and saw Bo Ya as worthy of being his master so he obviously has good taste. In addition, despite what I’m gonna say about the movie’s villains later, I will say that the Snow Lady/Queen was interesting. Her airy voice-thing was slightly annoying, but her powers were cool and it was awesome to see her in a fight scene. She was all swish swish, bendy bendy, ‘join my master’. I definitely liked her better than he-who-shall-not-be-named-but-will-later-be-described (I hope others who have watched are able to guess who).

I gotta say, I really mourned the loss of Bo Ya and Qing Ming’s chance to properly work as a team and bond. I mean, they did reach a place where Qing Ming was amused by the angry child chasing him and Bo Ya grudgingly respected the mischievous Yin Yang Master, but I wanted more scenes where they worked together. I felt they barely had any moments where it was just them. Oh well. That’s just me comparing it to Dream of Eternity too much, I guess.

To be fair, in pushing away Dream of Eternity from my mind, I did really like the new take on both Qing Ming and Bo Ya’s characters. Qing Ming definitely had more of a rule-breaking outcast vibe, and I thought the actor did a fantastic job. Bo Ya was adorable but in a younger, less experienced way. To that end, the relationship between Qing Ming and Bo Ya was less as equals and more of an older/ younger friendship. Which, I guess, isn’t too strange considering in this one, Qing Ming was undoubtably the main character, with less of a chance for them to share the spotlight.

Ok, so, I don’t like to complain, and I don’t say this to warn people away from the movie BUT I can’t deny that (to me) the first half of the movie definitely felt better than the second half. I don’t know, maybe that’s just when the plot really starts to kick in and for me, the plot kind of felt like the let down of the movie. It just didn’t captivate me as much and with kind of terrible villains, it just wasn’t as good for me. I love movies with a good antagonist, particularly one that doesn’t look quite so… ridiculous. Maybe it was just me but the flowing red hair, reindeer horns and giant spider hand-thing didn’t really impress me as much as an immortal snake man who actually has an emotionally driven motivation. The bridge battle didn’t really feel as high stakes as they tried to make it, I don’t know, maybe that was just me. And the way Qing Ming took down the bad guys and the way it ended? Wasn’t really satisfying to me. I guess it leaves room for a second movie? I’m not really sure. (I’m trying really hard not to spoil anything if you can tell.)

No but don’t let that dissuade anyone. Seriously, it’s still a good movie in my eyes and I enjoyed it, especially as it definitely answered a lot of the questions Dream of Eternity left me with. Yes, the plot kind of sucked but the worldbuilding was fantastic and the different realms were interesting to explore. Maybe if you plan to watch both movies, watch this one before Dream of Eternity. That way you will be able to enjoy it without comparing the plot/characters so much AND you’ll be able to go into Dream of Eternity with some knowledge of the world already and maybe come out with less questions. But seriously, they’re good movies separately. So, give it a go, I guess. If you want, that is.

Completely irrelevant side note here (screenshot below) but did Qing Ming in that scene make anyone briefly think of Inuyasha or was I the only one who was reminded my that while watched? No? Just me? Ok. I haven't even watched the anime wth why did I think of this.