#i'm not ALL evil i promise you guys i told you they were fine

[boxwinebaddie]

UNCLE NINNAA ITS EARLY AS SHIT WHERE I AM RN AND IM CRYINGGG OVER THAT THAT WAS SO FUCKING CUTE OMFF FUCK YOU MY FACE IS WET AND THEY ARE SO SWWEETTTT

ahahaha!!! happy mother's day, darling! my gift to you xx

because i know not all of us have a strong mother figure in our lives, so at least you can rest easy knowing you have two super cool dads again and, in that sense, are no longer children of divorce! <3 :') EEE!

-uncle nina, single mom of two gaywads, doin gods work

[mikewheeleranti]

hogwarts legacy characters as tropes

includes: sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, garreth weasley, amit thakkar

a/n: to the sebastian sallow stans, i'm gonna SPARE you. in this, anne is fine and he doesn't get into the dark arts.

sebastian sallow:

found family/friends to lovers

when you came to hogwarts, you came lonely. when you looked around after getting sorted into your house, everyone was sitting with somebody they knew, chatting away. planning to walk out, you're stopped short when a girl with short brown hair leaves her table to comes up to you. "hi, i'm anne! i couldn't help but notice you didn't have somewhere to sit, come by me and my brother, if you want to."

oh pls after that it was history, anne wasn't letting you go

ever since that dinner with anne and her twin, sebastian, in first year you were done for. sebastian's freckles and the way he blushed lightly in embarrassment when his sister would tease him for something made you swoon. ominis and anne taunted you about this endlessly, making you hide your face every time without fail.

anne definitely set you two up

anne told you many times that he did, in fact, like you back but it was hard to believe. he treated you like a normal friend, and those times you caught him staring at you he was just zoning out. so, pushing your feelings aside, you got ready to go to hogsmeade with anne, ominis, and sebastian. it took you and sebastian 15 minutes at honeydukes to realize the other 2 weren't coming. at the end of the day, you had confessed after you spilled butterbeer on his white shirt. "shit, im sorry! merlin, this is embarrassing. spilling a drink on the guy you like.." yea if u think you've seen him red you hadn't until that day.

you alr know those friendsgivings HIT

thanksgiving at hogwarts always made you a bit homesick, that feeling didn't come in 7th year with your "family." coming back to the slytherin common room after dinner, you stayed up all night talking with sebastian, who coincidentally got plastered with anne that night. " 'm gonna marry you one day" as he rested his head on your chest and dozed off, leaving your heart racing.

ominis gaunt:

forbidden romance

ominis' family would not approve of you, that is something he knew for a fact. his family was cold, distant, and in his eyes, evil. when he was younger, he would fantasize about escaping with his aunt, noctua gaunt, and moving somewhere far way. that wasn't possible anymore, but he still had you. you were his safe space, his place of hiding, and you meant everything to him. which is exactly why he had to hide you from anyone who could report your relationship to his family. many people warned you about being so close with a gaunt, but you both knew better.

many late nights sneaking around the castle and secret touches

you and ominis were once again sneaking around the castle, desperately trying to avoid peeves. his wand was leading both of you in the direction of the undercroft, linked arm in arm. when you two had gotten to the spot you made years ago, you would spend hours basking in each others presence. in the late hours of the night, ominis would make up for his lack of vision through sight and memorize everything about you. gentle touches along your face, kisses along your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, even. this man wants nothing more than to absolutely worship you, he thinks of you as his saving grace.

expect fear of his family

to put it lightly, ominis is terrified at the idea of his family ever finding you. he will do anything in his power to protect you. when the new fifth year tells him they need his help with sebastian, you are not coming, and that's final. he doesn't know what dangers may lie there. going back to the undercroft, he promises you many things, promises he will hold to his heart forever. "i will always protect you, my love" with a kiss as light as a feather below your ear. "you are so perfect" with your foreheads leaned against each other, and his hand rubbing your back.

garreth weasley:

good girl x bad boy (even if you aren't a girl)

you were never one to break rules in any way, always trying to keep up with your academics. you weren't at the top of your class, but you were up there and you had good relationships with your professors. which is why it was a little surprising that garreth weasley, the schools infamous "troublemaker" was talking to you right now. it was almost more surprising he knew your name. "y/n, help me out. please." "weasley, i am not stealing a dumb feather for you, please go back to making your wiggenweld potion."

lowkey cringed having to write troublemaker

also a bit of enemies to lovers

you were already annoyed enough that day, and the last thing you needed was weasley dragging you into his antics. though, fate was not on your side when you were walking out of the library and got dragged into a row of bookcases. "what the hell? let go of-" you were quickly cut off when garreth wrapped his hand around your mouth and kept you against a bookcase until you heard an angry professor sharp storm past. now whispering, you ask "what the hell is wrong with you?" just for him to cup the side of your face and kiss your cheek before smirking and walking away. "thank you, darling!"

it's definitely unexpected when you start dating, but not unwelcome.

his rebellious nature started to grow on you, not that you would do some of the stuff that he does around the castle. truth be told, he does find it adorable when you come up to him and proudly told him you skipped one class period. your professors and classmates alike are definitely shocked when they see you two laughing quietly together in the back of the class, but you convince him to study more and the improvement in his grades does not go unnoticed by your professors.

loves embarrassing you in public

he would never push your limits too far, but he loves teasing you in public whenever he can. he was always convinced he wouldn't be into pda, but then he met you. how could he resist from it if you were going to squirm away like that? if you told him you were uncomfortable with this he wouldn't, of course. but if you let him he would have the time of his life very obviously pulling you into an empty room when you were on your way to class.

amit thakkar:

academic rivals

amit frustrated you. you were at the top of your class for a while now, until he got out of second place and replaced you. this grabbed your attention on him, constantly glaring at him in class and in the hallways, which made you fall behind more. what was even more infuriating is that he didn't do anything more than give you a small smile in class. in fact, he admired you and your wit, and your dedication to staying at the number one spot drew him into you.

since he's the sweet man he is, he'd probably lead to your friendship

after you finally got your spot back, you didn't stop studying. there was no way anyone was going to take your spot again. astronomy was almost over, and the rest of the class was given to spend freely while professor shah handed back the most recent test. "good job, y/n." smirking, you looked at the red 98 on the parchment, turning over to amit to ask what he got. "95, what about you?" your smile could have lit the sky in replacement to the stars, he thinks. "98, maybe i should tutor you sometime." when you walk out of the room, he puts the parchment in his bag, glancing at the bold "100" on it.

people were definitely confused when you went from glaring at him to holding his hand

you were joking when you said you would tutor him, but he held your word to it. it was the week before exams and he actually had to help you grasp the fact that aries is not just a straight line. you could've gotten this long ago, but you noticed yourself becoming entranced with him. how was he so patient with you, and so kind? when you finally got the idea, you went into the exam ready. when you got one point higher than him on the exam, he congratulated you with a tight hug, and when you separated, you weren't very separated. leaning in, before your lips connected you said one last thing to him before summer. "don't think i'll go easy on you next year, you better write to me."

[heavyhitterheaux]

Treat You Better Preview

“Urb, here me out. Why are you so against this? I like Y/N and I'm 98% sure that she likes me back and I'm good enough for her! I'm not like these other dudes out here that don't deserve her. I know and you do too that I'm going to treat her like she deserves.” Jack expressed as he pleaded his case. He knew that it would eventually come down to this.

"You are literally the biggest WHORE that I know of. Ain't no way in HELL. She's been off limits from the beginning and you know that."

"Look who's talking! We're adults now and she can decide for herself who she wants to date." Jack quickly shot back looking at his best friend in disbelief.

"Her track record says otherwise. She's my godsister and I'm going to do what I need to do in order to protect her."

"But from me? Protect her from me? Do you hear yourself right now? So you’re going to shelter her for the rest of her life?”

"Especially from you. I've seen your track record too with relationships and she's not someone that you hit it and quit it. And I’m not sheltering her. I’m protecting her from no good assholes.” Urban replied keeping his voice low in the hopes that you wouldn't hear him.

"I'm not going to do that with her and did you low key just call me an asshole? You know how important she is to me!” Jack was now fuming and shaking his head at him in disbelief.

"Like I said. She's my baby sister and I said no. I don't give a fuck about how you feel. End of discussion.”

“The fuck it is. We can agree to disagree.”

As Urban was getting ready to respond, you walked in the room beaming, holding Jack’s dog CoCo in your arms.

“Jack Jack, are we ready to go?” You asked as you scratched behind her ears.

“Where are you two going?” Urban asked while getting a slight attitude.

“Jack promised me an ice cream date with just the two of us. Since we couldn't do it yesterday.” You responded and Urban shot Jack the evil eye while all he did was come closer to you.

“Are you two okay? You both look tense.” You asked looking at both of their faces and Urban couldn't help but to blurt it out.

“I don't want you dating Jack.” Was all he said and you looked at him dumbfounded.

“Well Urby, that isn't for you to decide. I can date whoever I want. But I would at least think that you would approve of me dating your best friend.”

“I don't want you to get hurt.”

“Jack would never hurt me in a million years and you need to get that through your head and get over it. We mean a lot to each other and I would think that you would be happy. You don't want to see me happy?”

“Yes! Of course I do, but…”

“But what, Urban?”

“He thinks that I'm going to use you essentially and when I get what I want, leave you high and dry. Oh and also said that I'm the biggest whore he knows.” Jack finally spoke up and you looked at Urban who simply shrugged.

“I've seen him do it countless times before and he's not a relationship type of guy.”

“Urban, I love you with all of my heart, but until I ask you for your opinion, stay out of my love life. I am tired of you coddling me like I can't take care of myself. I'm not a baby anymore.”

“Fine, but when he cheats on you and breaks your heart remember that I warned you. Oh, and don't come crying to me because all I'm going to do is say I told you so.” Urban replied as he walked away bumping Jack’s shoulder on purpose but he decided to ignore him.

“Urby!”

“Nope, don't want to hear it.”

“URBAN HENRY WYATT!”

“Enjoy your date.”

As he walked off, you turned back to Jack Who could tell that you were clearly upset.

“Just give him some time. He'll come around.” Jack told you as he kissed your forehead, but he wasn't quite sure if he believed those words himself.

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Strawberries and Cream

Pairing: Eddie x Reader

Word count: 5.9k

Masterlist

Notes: *me peeing while figuring out what to name this chapter* *sees a bottle that says planets* Niceeeee. I need you to know, that while editing this, I am LITERALLY ON MY LAPTOP SETTING THE QUEUEUEUE button (I cant spell that) I added one sentence. and I promise you when you read this you're gonna know and just hear my evil laughter

Episode 4: Fast Cars and Faster Planets

“What do mean you guys had a steamy ass make out sesh and immediately said “oh we’re totally friends” Buck is practically pulling his hair out as Eddie tells him what happened after you guys left the party 

“Because we are friends Buck,” He tells him like it’s the simplest thing in the world, but Buck is ready to slam his head into the wall 

“Friends don’t have make-out sessions!!!” Buck yells at him. Eddie glares at him to lower his voice and Buck rolls his eyes

“Okay but didn’t we- “ 

“That was one time!” Buck stops him, putting his hands over his mouth 

“And we agreed to never talk about that again! In a bro way, not a “we were embarrassed to do that” way” 

Eddie pushes his hands away and sighs “So  why is it any different?” 

“Because. You are both. Clearly. Into each other.” Buck punctuates every sentence with a clap 

“Okay so fine! I’m done talking about this! I told you what happened there. Done” Eddie throws his hands in the air and gets up from his seat, storming downstairs. Buck slides his hand down his face, rolling his eyes to the freakin heavens, and follows after him 

“Eddie- fuck okay fine. I’m sorry. I’m being pushy” He says as he reaches out for him. He pats his shoulder and gives it a squeeze 

“No… I’m just. Being sensitive I guess. You’re right Buck, I do really like her… I’m just not ready to tell her that and she doesn’t seem ready to tell me that either, but I think she knows how I feel. And there’s still the question of "If she even does like me back.” 

Buck’s hand covers his mouth, he stops for a moment. He’s gotta be there for his friend he’s gotta be supportive and loving, his friend is feeling vulnerable. 

“I love you Eddie, thank you for feeling like you can come to me. But that’s the dumbest fucking thing you’ve ever said to me and I desperately want to kick your ass” 

Nailed it. 

“What- what how! How-“ Eddie is spluttering and Buck just shakes his head, and walks away, giving him both fingers. 

“What did you say to him?” Hen asks as she walks by, Eddie throws his hands in the air again 

“I don’t know!! All I said was I didn’t know if Y/N liked me back” 

“After you told me that you guys made out half naked in the front seat of the fucking car And had that weird “friends” moment!!!” Buck yells across the station and Hen's mouth drops open, as does Chimney’s … and Bobby’s and that one probie Eddie can never remember the name of

“You did what?!?!” Chimney yells down from the stairs and Buck slaps his hands over his mouth, giggling 

“Oh my god Eddie I’m so sorry”

“Hold up-I’m so- what?!?” Hen's mouth is wide open

“Jesus fucking-“ Eddie runs his hands through his hair, glaring at Buck, who’s having a giggle fit as he jogs back over.

Chimney and Bobby both come over too and Eddie feels like he’s been caught by his parents sneaking his girlfriend into the house 

“I’m literally going to end your life” He points at Buck

“I'm sorry I didn’t mean to blurt it out” 

“Did you guys only make out?” Hen asks 

“I’m pretty sure Eddie would tell us if they had sex” Chim defends him 

“Did you use protection?” Bobby looks like he’s gonna have a heart attack. They’re all talking at once and Eddie looks like he’s about to strangle Buck 

“Oh my god no! God they just made out that’s it! I'm totally over exaggerating” Buck tries to backpedal as best he can, Hen looks at him skeptically 

“You were pretty clear with what you said, it didn’t seem all…Buckified”

“First of all, hurtful. Second of all. Come on! Let’s just you know, leave him alone!” 

“You think she’s told Maddie by now?” Bobby asks Chimney 

“I’m literally texting her right now,” He says, looking down at his phone 

“Okay come on- really! No! Bobby?!” Eddie gestures wildly and Buck tries to snatch Chimney’s phone 

“Guys we should respect Eddie! We don’t need to know his personal-“ he’s trying to rein this entire thing back in but there’s no corralling this circus. Bobby would know, he’s been trying for years and it's never worked.

“Oh my god, they were at the beach under the stars!!” Chimney coos and Hen shakes Eddie’s shoulders 

“That’s our boy!”

“We’re so proud of you” Bobby pats his back and Eddie looks up, trying to figure out which rafter to hang himself and Buck from. 

“Seriously I’m sorry about Buck and Maddie… maybe I shouldn’t have told them”

“Eh I gave em hell already” Eddie chuckles “Besides, you have a right to talk to your cousins… even if one of them is the biggest blabbermouth I’ve ever met in my entire life”

You giggle and shake your head “As long as you’re not mad…”

“Of course I’m not mad sweet girl. I’ll talk to you later, I’m gonna be driving” You can hear the smile in his voice 

“Just put me on speaker, safety schmaftey” You joke and he snickers before biting his lip 

“So, I’ll come pick you up later tonight okay? We’ll go to the drive-in and then go back to that diner”

“Sounds good to me,” You say, your voice sweet and sappy. Maddie fake gags and you throw a pillow at her

“Alright… sounds good..” he says, but he doesn’t hang up and neither do you. You listen to him get in the truck and you both laugh lightly 

“You’re supposed to hang up you know” He teases, his cheeks blushing. 

“Yeah and so are you” You giggle, Maddie groans loudly 

“Oh god don’t you two dare do this. I will hang up on both of your asses for you” 

You both laugh and Eddie shakes his head “Bye sweet girl, I’ll talk to you later” 

“Bye Eddie” You roll your eyes at the nickname, your cheeks feeling like they’re on fire. He hangs up and you set your phone down on your stomach before covering your face with your hands, squealing and kicking.

“What did he say that’s got you like that?” Maddie asks, looking over at you as she eats her chocolate-covered popcorn 

“He called me “sweet girl” twice” you squeal all over again, literally rolling off the couch. Maddie laughs at you and sits forward 

“Oh god Y/N are you okay?” She’s giggling with you and you sit up, using the coffee table to get up off the floor

“We’re going to the drive-in! Oh god a drive-in that’s so freaking cool”

“And romantic” Maddie adds, a teasing look on her face 

“Oh shut up it’s not that romantic… probably”

“It’s super romantic!” She says, “And we need to get you something cute to wear”

“It’s not a date Maddie!” Your cheeks flush but… you want to dress up nice for Eddie admittedly and it’s not like you’ve had a chance to in forever… it doesn’t even have to be something frilly or overly dressy. Just something that made you feel sexy when he looked at you 

“Fine, we can go shopping” You sigh, giving in. 

“Let’s visionboard this, maybe we can just shop for one or two pieces” She grabs her iPad and pulls up a blanket document, casting it to the TV and you roll your eyes, coming to sit on the couch with her. She starts a Pinterest board and invites you to it

“Okay, so drive-in vibes. I’m thinking something jean, maybe a leather jacket?”

You spend the next half hour with her, going through Pinterest and putting together a little collage of the outfit you’re looking for. You’re going to borrow her Doc Martens and get a new pair of jeans shorts. You’re both undecided on the top and after going back and forth for another 10 minutes she finally gets up from the couch and goes digging in her closet. She’s way too pregnant for this but there’s no way you can stop her. She pulls out an old KISS t-shirt. The sleeves are rolled and it’s oversized. 

“This is perfect. We tuck it in? Buy you some fishnets? And maybe a thong”

She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively and you throw a pillow at her 

“I’m not wearing a thong!”

You and Maddie are getting ready to leave when she gets called into work for a couple of hours. She begrudgingly leaves you at her place, promising to be home as soon as she can and you can help yourself to anything in the fridge

“I promise we’ll have time to go shopping! Even if we have to go with Buck! You’re gonna look cute”

“Where are we going?” Buck’s standing in the doorway, one shoe still hanging from his foot 

“Eddie and Y/N are going to the drive-in and we’re getting her a new outfit” She kisses you both on your cheek and says her goodbyes. 

“You and Eddie are finally going on a date?” He asks as he closes the door behind Maddie and comes into the house 

“Oh my god for the last time, it’s not a date! Eddie asked me if I wanted to go see The Mummy at the drive-in and I said yes! And then we’re going to the diner”

“Oh my god. Oh. My. God. You are literally describing a date!“ 

“I’m describing a cool and laid-back hang-out with a friend!!” 

“I swear to god if you and Eddie say you’re friends one more time I’m gonna lose my shit” 

“We are!!” 

“Oh, that is it!!” 

Buck tackles you over onto the couch and starts throwing a flurry of tiny punches. You’re laughing hysterically as he tickles your sides and pretends to slap you silly. He shakes your shoulders and you squeal, trying to shove him off of you 

“Alright alright!! Enough” you wheeze, falling over onto the floor. He slaps your butt one last time and throws a pillow at you 

“Just date already!!!”

The call comes to Buck first, and he’s out the door before they even hang up. He pulls you out with him to the car and you rush to get in

“What’s going on??” You ask, your voice panicked 

“Eddie called I can barely understand him, he sent me his location. Call Maddie for me?” 

Your phone is already ringing “Maddie?? What’s happening?”

There was a seven-car pile-up on the highway apparently and Eddie called it in with what clarity he had before he hung up and called Buck for help. 

“Bobby’s gonna have his ass for calling me” He laughs nervously, his hands shaking as he drives. He’s not being careful in the least.

“Buck that was-“ He speeds through the red light, he’s not even paying attention at this point. Just rambling now

“He knows he’s not supposed to call me! I’m off duty! He knows I would come get him, no matter what. I’ll always come get him I’ll always come save him. Like he does for me? You know-“

You put your hand on his shoulder and scoot closer to him “Hey, hey calm down. You’re not driving safe okay? And we can’t get to Eddie if you’re not being safe. It’s gonna be okay.”

Buck slows down marginally but stops running through red lights. His hands flex on the steering wheel nervously and you smile softly, rubbing his arm trying to soothe him. 

The scene is… less than ideal, Buck gets you two past the checkpoints and you run up to the officers on the scene, they’re delegating and everyone who can be is being moved. But you hear that something is leaking and they’re not sure what. They know it’s leaking from the truck that got hit and skidded a couple hundred or so yards from the rest of the pileup but that’s about it…The man is responding on his radio when people begin frantically yelling and running away. 

The explosion knocks you backward from the way it shakes the ground, the pile of cars shakes and groans and the fire is heading towards them fast. Efforts are tripled to get people out of the cars but it’s not enough. 

“I have to help them, promise me you’ll stay right here, please. I’m begging you, tell me you’ll stay right here” 

“I’ll stay,” you tell him reluctantly but quickly 

“ I’ll stay here, you go help”

Buck kisses your head before he runs off and you’re just left there, standing next to a man barking orders into a radio and all you can do is watch. 

Buck is helping people and you can see he’s struggling to not look for Eddie but Eddie would agree their lives come first. You’re helping people get settled on the sidelines now, helping them sit down and giving them bottles of water while they wait for the paramedics to come to check them out. 

You’re giving a mother an extra bottle for her kid when you hear someone yelling fire, the cars are starting to catch fire. Adrenaline shoots through you as look towards the pile-up, Buck is bringing an older woman to the side when he looks at you. You’ve got the same look in your eyes that he gets, that Maddie gets. 

Buck tries his best to hold you back, his arms firmly around your waist as he catches you before you can run. 

“No! You can’t! You know you can’t you have to stop!”

“But he’s in there “ you sob, trying to fight your way out of his arms 

“They’ll get him Y/N I promise. I’ll get him my damn self if I have to!” 

You fall to the ground, and Buck collapses with you and holds you against him. He’s rocking the two of you. There’s no time for this but he knows you. And he knows how you feel about Eddie… 

“It’s gonna be okay, it’s okay” he repeats to the both of you, he’s shaking just as hard as you are as you both watch the pile-up of cars not even knowing where Eddie’s is. Buck waits until you’ve calmed down a little and lets you go before he goes running back into the danger zone, things are moving faster but it’s just not enough.

“Fuck this!” You yell as you go running past the barricades, past the cops screaming at you to stop, the first car you come up to is empty, and so are the next three. Two people are working to get one woman out and another three working on helping a family out. You run around the pile and Buck is standing there dragging a man away 

“Are you shitting- Y/N what are you doing?!” Buck yells at you, still dragging the man. You grab his feet and pick them up, it makes the work faster and you get him to the sidelines where the paramedics take him 

“No absolutely fucking not, no. Do you know what “no” means?!?” Buck immediately starts yelling at you and you shove him back toward the crash

“No one is gonna get saved if you keep yelling at me! Yell at me later!” 

“Oh I'm gonna kill you, I'm so gonna kill you. I’m gonna kill you so hard you’ll-“

“Buck?!”

Both you and Buck freeze, he stops yelling at you and you look toward the pile 

“Eddie?!” You both yell in unison running towards a shiny blue truck. Eddie is upside down, his head bleeding, his arms cut up. You both go racing towards the truck, Buck laughs through his tears as he carefully opens the front door. The truck creeks and all of you stop moving

“She has to come in Buck, she’s the only one small enough” his voice is so tired, you can tell he’s fading fast “I gotta admit, not even sure why the hell she’s over here in the first place” 

“Be careful” Buck warns you as you get down on your knees, Buck tosses you his coat from the back seat of the truck and you put it over the glass, crawling in.

“Because she’s a Buckley. We’re stubborn as hell” 

You crawl into the space, it’s a tight fit but Buck wouldn’t have been able to at all. “Hey handsome, hang out here often?” You ask as you start to work on getting him out of the seat

Eddie chuckles lightly but groans “God don’t make me laugh, it hurts. It’s getting pretty hot… fire coming over here?” 

“You bet it is,” Buck says, helping to maneuver Eddie. They shouldn’t be moving him, they don’t know the extent of his injuries but he could die either way 

“You, you look so good. Is that what you were going to wear today?” Eddie asks you, his eyes closing slowly 

“Hey, hey stay with me,” you say calmly, although the way your heart is pounding and your hands are shaking kind of gives way the panic “I was going to change, this is kind of just my lounging outfit” 

“Goddamn if that’s your lounging outfit you need to sleep over more often” He chuckles breathlessly, his eyes closing. "God I love you"

You don't hear it.

“Eddie?? Eddie?!” You pat his cheek lightly and he doesn’t respond 

“Buck?!” Your voice is high-pitched and panicky 

“Keep it together Y/N we got this c’mon you need to focus” 

You take a deep breath and still for a second, he’s right. There’s no time for panic in this situation. You wait for Buck’s count and cut the strap of the seatbelt, he catches Eddie and pulls him from the wreckage. He isn’t making a noise as you grab his feet and bring him away. A couple of paramedics run over getting him onto a spinal board. Buck forces you to go with him, promising he’ll be safe and that nothing is gonna happen to him. He shuts the doors to the ambulance and you’re off to the hospital. 

“Mrs. Diaz?” 

You’re stirred awake by the Doctor gently shaking your shoulder. His voice is deep and honeyed. He’s a good-looking man, a delicious-looking man. His name tag, Dr. Pascal, has a cute little green animal sticker on it. 

You’d been directed to a waiting room while they assessed Eddie yesterday. The nurse wasn’t going to bring you back to the family room until you turned on the waterworks, sobbing about the condition of your “husband”

“H-he was on his way h-home for our first-anniversary dinner. He accidentally left his ring at home today too!” you cry into a small handful of tissues. She rubs your back, shushing you and helping you into a chair. She sits with you for a little bit, consoling you and honestly, you do feel a little bad but god this is an award-winning performance. 

There’s a little commotion outside of the room before Buck appears 

“Oh baby girl,” he says softly as you rush into his arms 

“Her brother” he mumbles to the nurse, shaking her hand. He hugs you tightly, rubbing your back as he quiets your crying 

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay kiddo. No matter what you’re here for him and that’s all that matters. Can we go back soon?” He looks to the nurse 

“I’m not sure, I’ll have the doctor come get you when it’s okay. I hope everything turns out sweetie”

“Thank you” you sniffle into Buck’s shirt 

The wife bit might be a bit much and you’re a bit shy to even tell Eddie… but it’s kinda cute to be Mrs. Diaz right now, it makes you feel all giddy and sappy inside. 

Buck called Bobby, letting him know what happened so he’d spread the word. He sits on the couch with you, putting his feet up on the small coffee table in front of him. 

“You doin' okay?” He asks quietly and you shrug 

“Are you?… he’s your best friend” You lean into him, your head on his chest. He puts his arm around you and lays his cheek on top of your head

“I’m not worried. He’s the strongest, coolest, guy I know. Cool guys don’t die” 

His voice cuts out a little at the end and you hug him tighter “He’s not gonna die Buck. He just needs some rest”

Your voice is soft and warm but firm and you feel him sag into your arms. You and Buck sit together for hours, there’s not much of a change. Eventually, Bobby comes in, using his status, and finds you two asleep. He ruffles Buck’s hair and smiles at you. Buck stirs a little and wakes up 

“Hey Cap”

“Hey son”

“Anyone else here?” Buck scoots you both over and Bobby sits next to him, putting his arm over Buck’s shoulders 

“Nah, told em to stay home, that I’d handle everything. Which by the way, I’ll handle everything”

Buck smiles a little and nods, he leans back into Bobby and closes his eyes again 

“Thanks, Dad”

 You greet the doctor with a small, nervous smile, little tears appearing in your eyes again. 

“You can see him now, he’s still asleep but he should be waking up soon. His body just needs time”

He leads you back to Eddie’s room, his arm around your waist for support. You look like you’re about to pass out yourself and he’s worried. He helps you into a chair next to Eddie’s bed and squeezes your shoulder reassuringly, promising to come check on you two soon. 

“I’ll go get your brother”

Eddie wakes up to the annoying beeping of the machines around him. He blinks softly, cringing at the bright lights above him. He goes to raise his hand over his eyes, but stops short, hissing in pain. The lights are lowered and he feels soft hands on his arm, easing it back into place. 

“Careful…you dislocated your shoulder” 

Buck is in the cafeteria getting you two something to eat when Eddie’s eyes flutter open. 

You’re at his bedside, pulling the covers back up over his chest. He reaches out for you anyway, wincing and you take his hand in yours

“Quit moving so much” you scold him and he smirks, looking around the room 

“How long was I out for?” You hold a cup up and put the straw in his mouth 

“A day or so, but like all of yesterday, and during the night. It’s 2 in the afternoon. So not like a day-day but like a day you know what I mean?”

Oddly he does know what you mean.

“How did you get in here?” He asks as he gingerly tries to sit up, You help him, raising the bed and fluffing up his pillow behind him

“Uh… I may have said I was your wife” 

Eddie looks at you, blinking before he laughs “No- really how did they let you in” he chuckles lightly 

You waved your fingers with a little smirk on your face, a simple gold ring was on your finger, and Eddie had one too. 

“I was already wearing the ring in general… and Buck brought one from home for you last night. I told them you just left yours on the nightstand that day. And trust me that was an award-winning sob performance okay” 

Eddie puts his hand up to yours. Your hand is so much smaller than his… so much softer. You wrap your fingers around his and stand up, leaning over to kiss him gently. 

“I’ve never been so scared” You whisper honestly, your heart beating out of your chest. Eddie tugs on your hip, pulling you closer to him and you smirk, raising an eyebrow. You go around the bed, to his good side, and crawl in with him. He puts his arm around you and pulls you into him, kissing your head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you sweet girl” he whispers into your hair, nuzzling his head against you. He doesn’t remember too much of what happened, but he does remember you and Buck saving him, that’s about the only thing he can remember 

“I like you, Eddie” 

Athena was right, life was too short to keep that from him. He freezes in his tracks, he’s short-circuiting and his heart monitor gives away the way his heart rate picks up when you say that. You giggle into his chest and he groans 

“I like you too Y/N, I should have told you sooner. Like you know, the minute I saw you” 

You blush at his words, looking up at him. 

“Friends until we’re ready to move things forward?” You ask softly, carding your fingers through his hair. Your palm rests on his cheek and he leans into your touch. 

“Friends until I heal up and can take you on a proper date” 

It’s funny how things work out. You and Buck help Eddie into his bedroom, and then Buck helps bring your bags in from the jeep and into the spare room. You’re not moving in officially, just long enough to nurse Eddie back to health. Which Buck insisted on. The doctor said he’d be up and running again in a week or two but Buck couldn’t stand the idea of Eddie being home alone and, to be honest, neither could you. 

“Please let me remind you both, that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself” 

He sits up a bit awkwardly, wincing, and Buck helps him. Grumbling as he fluffs up Eddie’s pillow 

“You need help for at least three days minimum and with Y/N not having anything to do she’s the perfect nurse” 

“You guys are acting like I’m a child this is ridiculous” Eddie crosses one arm over his chest, pouting especially because he can’t cross both 

“You know if it makes you feel better, Buck bought you a surprise,” you say as you smooth out the covers on the end of the bed 

“What kind of surprise?” Eddie perks up a little and Buck claps his hands, rubbing them together 

“Oh ho ho just you wait and see. I’ll be right back!” Buck runs out of the room and you roll your eyes 

“I don’t even know where the hell he got it”

“What is it?” 

“Oh, I’m not telling you. And there’s no way in hell either of you is making me do it”

“Do what?” Before Eddie can even begin to guess, Buck comes running back in, he jumps on the bed, jostling Eddie and nearly knocking you off 

“Tadaaaa!!!” He throws a clear costume bag in Eddie’s lap, it’s a nurse's costume complete with a cute little hat. Eddie bursts out laughing, holding onto his chest until he’s wheezing and crying. Both he and Buck are in a heap and your arms are crossed tightly over your chest as you turn away from them and slide off the bed 

“It’s not funny!” You yell at them and they keep giggling their heads off, wiping at their eyes 

“Oh come on, please? Please, please, please just once” Eddie has his hands clasped now, giving you the biggest, sweetest puppy dog eyes, and your mouth drops. Buck copies him and they put their heads together like they’re little angels and not the absolute assholes they’re being 

“Why are you trying to get me into it?!” You point a finger at Buck and he gestures wildly 

“Because that’s comedy gold!! And you know it’s just fun” 

“How about you put it on!” 

“Bet. Bet” Buck snatches it from the bed and gets off “If I do it, you do it” 

“Deal” 

“Wait no deal!” Eddie says “He’ll stretch it out! Go buy another one” 

“Oh my god you’re right” Buck tosses it at you and grabs his keys from the bedside table

“I’ll be back!!” 

You climb back onto the bed as Buck leaves, crawling over and fluffing up Eddie’s pillow again 

“You guys are idiots” 

“Yeah, but we’re your idiots. Maybe we can get me one and we can be a group for Halloween 

You giggle and lay next to him on the bed, putting your head on the other pillow. He looks at you, a soft smile on his face. 

“Hi”

“Hi”

“You really gonna put that thing on?” He nods at it and you blush 

“Yeah. Because we both know Buck will, and I’m a woman of my word”

Eddie looks at you, a mischievous little smirk on his face

“You know…. I wouldn’t mind a little pre-show”

You give him a look “A pre-show huh?”

“I’m sure it would cheer me up… you know since I’m so hurt and all” he gives you those big ole puppy dog eyes again and you let your head fall back laughing 

“You’re such a little shit” 

You grab the bag from the bed and hop down 

“Give me a minute” 

Eddie isn’t sure what he expected, but he wasn’t prepared for when you walk back into his room. He can hear the sultry click of your heels as you walk slowly down the hallway… he shifts nervously, looking at the door.  

“Surprise” you hold your arms up, waving your fingers “What do you think, I thought the heels sold it” You giggle as you do a little spin for him. “Buck is gonna look great in this, and I'm already hating” 

Have you ever seen that scene in SpongeBob? Where little SpongeBob's are running around his brain trying to figure out his name and everything is on fire? 

Eddie’s mouth drops wide open. He’s not sure where to look first, he’s not even sure if he should be looking. You walk over to him, placing your finger under his chin and closing his mouth 

“Dropped somethin’ gorgeous” You purr and he slaps a pillow over his lap 

“Go change. Go change right now” 

“Yeah no I’m pretty comfortable like this actually” You hop up on the bed, crossing one leg over the other. You prop yourself up with your hands and let your head fall back. Eddie is speechless and mindless and he’s sure all the blood in his body has gone to one place in particular at this point 

“You need anything, sir? Water maybe? A sponge bath” you whisper breathlessly, biting the tip of your finger.

His face flushes even deeper and you fall onto your back cackling 

“Oh my god, Eddie you should see your face!” 

Eddie watches you laughing at him, his eyes narrow as yours water. You sit up, still giggling and trying to hold yourself together 

“I’m so-sorry” you snicker. Crawling up to him, you sit on your legs and lean forward a bit

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t be laughing so much at your reaction that’s not very-“ You don’t even get to finish your apology

Because you’re within reach now. 

His arm shoots out and he pulls you in by the back of your head, you stumble forward and land against his chest, your hands in front of you. He pushes your lips together, greedily kissing you like he’s missed your sweet taste. When he’s sure you’ll stay there, his hand trails down your side before tossing the pillow aside and tugging you into his lap properly. 

“Eddie wait you have to-“ 

“Did I say stop kissing me?” His voice is deep and a bit growly when he speaks, he’s glaring at you and you melt right into his lap like a dreamy little puddle. 

Your lips frantically find his again and he moans in approval, your tongue lapping at his, before twisting in a lock for dominance. You feel his hand slide down over your ass and play with the fabric of the dress a bit like he’s tempted to pull it up.

And he is tempted to pool it around your waist and see just what other surprises you’re hiding. 

He adjusts his hips a bit and rubs against you. He can feel that little wet patch beginning to form on the front of your panties. You moan softly and it’s like music to his ears, that’s one of the most beautiful sounds he’s ever heard fall from your lips. He ruts his hips against yours again and you whimper this time, holding onto his good shoulder. Your hips automatically come back down on his, grinding down a bit. He grins wickedly, trailing kisses across your cheek 

“Tell me what you taste like” He whispers in your ear, nibbling it a little “Have you ever tasted yourself, angel?” He walks two fingers down your hip and around to the front of your dress 

“Will you let me-“ 

“Oh my god, you guys, I can’t believe they actually had one in my-“ 

Buck comes into the bedroom, takes one look at the two of you, and screams at the top of his lungs 

“Oh- oh my- oh- god oh-“ He gags. “Are you???? Did I??? Wait are you?! Oh my god are-!?!”

He can’t tell if he should be happy, or bleach out his eyeballs. 

You scramble off of Eddie’s lap and slap the pillow over his hard-on. He yelps and you squeak

“Shit. Sorry. Buck no-no-no!!! It’s not what it looks like!!” You get off the bed and his mouth drops even more as you straighten out your dress 

“Are those heels!?!” 

“I thought it would be funny!! I thought they worked with the costume!!” 

“I mean yeah they do but I’m never gonna find any in my size that goes with this” 

“Okay fine I’ll take them off so it’s fair”

“Okay… anyway…” He screams again and falls to his knees, covering his face “Mama noooooooo”

You groan and fall backwards on the bed and Eddie just laughs at Buck’s theatrics 

“We didn’t do anything!!” You yell over his crying and he struggles to pull himself up off the floor using the bed

“You slept with my best friend!” He points at you and your mouth drops open 

“I did not!! We made out! That’s it” 

“Well stop making out!”

“Do you want that?” Eddie asks, looking at him 

“Oh my god of course not. I want my cousin and my best friend to get married so we can be related. Stop making out with him!!” He throws a pillow at you and it knocks you backwards

“I don’t know how to feel. Do I want you guys to finally fuck and get together? Uh yes?!. But will I also end my life if I ever see that? Also yes!!!” 

“Can you just go change, you freaking cockblock” Eddie hisses at him and Buck gives him a skeptical look 

“Yeah. Because you two would have had sex anyway. Sure.” 

You roll over back next to Eddie and lay your head on his chest.

“He’s the worst”

“No, actually he is” 

“I can still hear you guys!!”

Buck takes his time changing, you can hear him bouncing as he fights his ass into the tights 

“Do you want help?” You giggle, Eddie is rubbing soft circles on your back, truly enjoying the way you’re lying with him in that skimpy little outfit. 

“Oh my god” Eddie looks up when Buck walks in and does a little spin, matching your exact stance from earlier 

“Oh my god” you repeat, your jaw dropping. 

“He looks better than you do”

“He looks better than I do”

[untitledmemes]

Ponyo Prompts

An assortment of prompts taken from the movie Ponyo (2008), Netflix translation. Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ Come right back! ”

“ Is it dead? ”

“ It licked my finger. It's alive! ”

“ The wind feels strange. ”

“ Did you find her? ”

“ Just as long as it's not a weed killer! ”

“ What a weird guy. But don't say that around strangers. ”

“ It'll be fine. I'll look after her. ”

“ She's really special. She can do magic! ”

“ Such filth! It's intolerable! ”

“ Wait here. I'll be back soon. ”

“ I told you. I'm busy. ”

“ You're no fun. ”

“ I must be hearing things. ”

“ Heavens, it has a face! ”

“ Don't worry, I'll protect you. ”

“ Listen, maybe it was fate. ”

“ Fine! Just leave your wife and son up a cliff! ”

“ Don't cry. I won't cry. ”

“ Okay, let's cheer up! ”

“ How often have I warned you about humans? ”

“ How could you love such disgusting creatures? ”

“ I was a human myself... once. ”

“ Go back... Go back! ”

“ Just like her mother, so strong. ”

“ I get a bad feeling every time I have to meet her. ”

“ I don't want to spend the night here. ”

“ Those idiots couldn't forecast their way out of a paper bag ”

“ Don't let the wind blow you away! ”

“ Hold on tight! ”

“ Do you know her? ”

“ No matter how strange everything seems, we have to stay calm. ”

“ It smells just like you. ”

“ All right, who wants some tea? ”

“ What shall we do now? ”

“ Is he an evil magician? ”

“ Did all the ships sink? ”

“ Close your eyes. ”

“ And... Presto! ”

“ I'll go with you too. ”

“ Our house is a lighthouse in the storm. It brings light and hope to those in the dark. ”

“ Someone has to stay here. ”

“ Lots of things are happening that I don't understand. ”

“ Just knowing you're here will help me. ”

“ Don't worry. I promise I'll be back. ”

“ What's going on? ”

“ It was her, it was the goddess! ”

“ Where did she learn that? ”

“ Hey, watch out! What are you doing? ”

“ Stop that at once! ”

“ You came, my beloved. ”

“ It's all my fault. ”

“ It's complete chaos. ”

“ That's where we all come from, dear. ”

“ This is so much fun! ”

“ Wake up! ”

“ Water's coming out of your eyes. ”

“ What were we so afraid of? ”

“ The moment of truth is at hand. ”

“ Please wait patiently. ”

“ I wonder what they're talking about. ”

“ I've been through here before. ”

“ Don't let go of my hand. ”

“ Please don't die! ”

“ Is this how you treat your father? ”

“ Don't bother, we'll walk. ”

“ Take good care of her. ”

[alessiathepirate]

Resident Evil 4

SUCH A GOOD BOY!: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: As they rescue the trapped wolf, Leon's lover has a very important question to ask.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

Someone get this man a dog!

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence, bad little beartraps

•••

"Poor puppy, the beartrap got you too, huh?" she mumbled to the hurt, whimpering wolf as Leon was doing his best to pry the beartrap open. "We'll help you, don't you worry."

"There you go, buddy." Leon spoke to the wolf as well after he was finally able to force the trap open. He waited until the animal pulled its leg out, which wasn't an easy task - his tensed up muscles told her that much.

When the wolf was finally free it looked back at them, while it licked it's hurt leg. Then it did its best to get the well known proud and straight posture back as it barked as a thank you.

"Look at this guy! How adorable!" she spoke up as the wolf turned around and ran away, even if it had a limp what seemed to slow it down.

"Yeah, you're right." Leon agreed as he stood up and let the beartrap close up again with a loud noise.

He looked at his lover, who was still looking after the wolf hoping she'll catch another glimpse of it in the high bushes. He couldn't help but smile as well at her soft features and small giggles. So loving and kind, yet so dangerous at the same time.

"Leon?"

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"Can we please-"

"No." Leon interrupted with a chuckle, knowing what she wanted to say. "I'm afraid we can't."

"Why?" she seemed hurt at his answer. "Look at how cute it was! And it's hurt now!"

"But we can't bring it with us, darling." he explained as he took one of her hands and pressed a kiss into her palm.

"Sure thing we can!" she argued, but her gestures were still soft, making Leon know that she wasn't actually angry with him. "Just imagine our days off; you, me and the dog on the couch watching some shitty movies."

"A wolf, sweetheart. It's a wolf, not a dog. We wouldn't have the time to take care of it, we don't get that many days off." Leon pressed a kiss to her forehead as he hugged her, his voice was still patient and kind. "Although it would be funny to see the neighbours faces."

"Exactly! Especially after that girl was all over you."

"She wasn't for long. You scared her to death." Leon laughed at the memory of her lover with the typical jealous 'you're dead' glance.

"Sure thing I did. I couldn't let her steal you away from me."

"No one will steal me away, I promise."

Their lips met in a short, but sweet kiss; while her hands found their way up to his hair and neck. She pulled away and hugged him, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

"We have to go, sweetheart. We have to find Baby Eagle."

She giggled and took a step back, looking up at him. "Wait 'til I tell her we call her Baby Eagle."

His hand found hers as they got going. She intertwined their fingers and she felt his thumb gently stroke her knuckles.

"Actually... I think she'd agree with me. We should take the puppy home..."

Leon just sighed as he tried to hide a chuckle. There was no way she'll let that topic go - not for a while at least.

•••

She groaned as she grabbed Leon's arms, who - like the gentleman he is - was kind enough to help her up. As soon as she was on her feet again she got attacked by his hugs, his hands keeping her close to his chest, his lips kissing the top of her head. It was a thing that always melted her heart. After every enemy, after every hard path he was right next to her, kissing her, checking up on her, looking at her limbs to make sure she didn't get any cuts or bruises.

"Are you all right?"

"Yeah, yeah I am." she answered, still keeping her face hidden in his chest, only pulling away to look up at him and make sure he was fine as well. "What about you?"

" 'Never been better."

She playfully smacked his arm at the answer, worry was still on her face.

"No need for any of that macho bullshit. I'm being serious, are you okay?"

"Of course I am, darling. Thanks to you... and your buddy."

And there it was, her buddy was standing on a cliff, its posture proud and happy as it panted, because it got tired after the fight with the 'big boy' as Leon called that thing. It howled and looked down at them again.

"Yeah, my buddy. I told you the little guy is the best help around here."

"That you did sweetheart. That you did." Leon mumbled as his lover let go of him to walk towards the cliff to say thank you for the wolf's help.

"Thanks buddy." he spoke to the animal as well when he walked up to it, remembering how the wolf distracted the monster so it didn't attack his lover.

"Such a good boy, right?"

Leon turned to look at his partner, examined the way her eyes were shining, how her voice got a small pitch when she talked to the animal. He loved how her lips formed a big, happy smile and how her whole posture relaxed.

"Yeah, you're right." he looked at the wolf again. The animal was standing at the edge of the cliff, looking down at them, wiggling its tail. It didn't seem to be afraid of them or angry at them. It seemed pretty cute and curious - even Leon had to admit that. "Do you want to pet him?"

"Can I?" the way her eyes lightened up at his words made it impossible for him to say no.

"Come here."

He grabbed her waist, being careful to not put too much pressure on her ribs, and lifted her up, until she could be on the same level as the wolf. She then stretched out her arm, letting the wolf sniff her hand and when it made sure she wasn't there for an attack, it took a step towards her, letting her pet its head.

"Leon?" she asked at her fingers brushed along the animal's fur.

"What is it sweetheart?"

"Can we please take-"

"No, I'm sorry but we can't." he chuckled at her words. "But I promise you that we'll get a puppy when we get home."

Her sudden excitement almost made them fall over - but just like always, he was there to catch her and look out for her safety.

[gayuu-the-necromancer]

So I had this weird dream about Jude...

Disclaimer: Whatever happened here were all in my dream :( and you guys are about is see a small fraction of my wildest fantasies about the man I love. Also instead of Kate, it's gonna be me and Jude and rest of the Crown members!

Me: "Arrghhh....it hurts. Even when I try to move, it hurts."

Jude: "Why wouldn't it!? I told you not to come out of your room when I was being attacked. And out of all the things, you tried to shield me from one of those fuckers who tried to stab me."

Me: *sparkling eyes* "But I'm glad you're safe. My biggest priority at that time was to save you than anything else."

Jude: *sighs because he can't say anything back to counter argue*

Jude: *evil smile* "Anyways, since the brave princess saved my life and all, I have to reward her, right?"

Me: *face lit up in excitement*

Jude: "Tell me what do you want as your reward? Since I'm such a 'kind person', I can at least do that, right?"

Me: *sits up in excitement and starry eyed* "Really!? "

Jude: *surprised to see my excitement* "Yeah sure!?"

Me: *starry eyed* "Okay! Then promise me, today, you will listen to whatever I say and will do whatever I say."

Jude: "Sure"

Me: *gets up and runs to my closet*

Jude: "surprised to see how energetic I am*

Me: "Here, I want you to wear this."

Jude: "WTF is that!?"

Me: "It's a Hello Kitty apron. I want you to wear it. With this."

Jude: "Cat ears? Are you serious?"

Me: "Yep!" *starry eyed*

Jude: *glares*

Me: "What's wrong!? Don't worry, you can wear it over your clothes. You don't have to be naked."

Jude: "That's not it, you dummy."

Me: "Oh, you don't like it? I have a pikachu one as well?"

Jude: "What the hell is a pikachu?"

Me: "Anyways choose one: Hello kitty one with cat ears or pikachu one with pikachu ears. You said you will do anything I say."

Jude: "Now your wound doesn't hurt, huh? I knew you were overacting."

Jude: *sighs* "Fine, I'll choose the pikachu one. It's less embarrassing."

Me: "Good! Here wear the Hello kitty one and the cat ears." *puts the pikachu one back in the closet*

Jude: *glares*

Me: "No glaring! You promised you will do anything I say. Now smile~"

Jude: *glares and snatches the apron and wears*

Me: "perfect~"

Jude: *forced smile*

Jude: "Now what!?"

Me: "The day is not over. Now go make me cookies."

Jude: "Huh!? I can't cook."

Me: "I don't care. I want cookies made by your hands. Don't try to cheat by making Ellis go out and buy them for you. You're also not allowed to ask anyone for help. You should only ask for the recipe and make it yourself. I don't care if it's underbaked or burned. I want you and only YOU to make it for me."

Jude: *forced smile*

Me: "Also you're not allowed to take off that apron and that cat ears for the entire day."

At the same time, in the dining hall, Roger, Alphonse, Harrison, Liam, William and Victor were chilling....

Roger: *spits his coffee*

Liam: "Roger!!? Are you okay!?"

Roger: "Hehehehahahahaha...."

Harry: "Is he okay!?"

William: "Looks like he read something funny in the newspaper."

Roger: "Hahaha *snorts* Heh..don't worry, you guys will find out in 3...2...1" *points towards the dining hall entrance*

*everyone else also looks at the entrance*

*Jude kicks the door open wearing the hello kitty apron and cat ears and had a forced smile on his face*

*everyone except Roger looked stunned*

Roger: *trying to hide his laugh with the newspaper while also peeking at Jude*

Alphonse: "Oh my god!? What am I seeing!? Did someone used my own abilities on me!?"

Victor: "Oh god!? I never thought I would get to see this side of Jude. I'm so happy to stay alive."

Harrison: "Heh, you look good."

Jude: *ignores*

William: *sees him heading towards the kitchen* "Are you going to cook, Jude?"

Jude: *ignores*

Victor: "Jude is going to cook!? Oh my god!? It brings me tears to see Jude of all people to prepare breakfast for all of us!"

Jude: *forced smile* "Go make your own shit, you fuckers!!"

Everyone: "Laughs out loud."

Much much much later....

*kicks the door open with one leg*

Me: "Fufu...be gentle with me door will you. Also, you look cute in that apron. Just alike a male wife. Very cute."

Jude: *forced smile*

Me: "Oh! Did you finally make cookies for me. Woww, they look so delicious...Mm..and the smell..."

Jude: *forced smile*

Me: "Now my darling wifey, please feed me with your hands."

Jude: *forced smile and one eye twitches* "Of course" *Takes one cookie and shoved it into my mouth*

Me: "Mmnnmmnnhhh...hey! I'm gonna choke....mm!? These are actually really good. Did you actually make these!? And there is a chocolate filing too! *STARRY EYES*

Me: "Oh my god!! Jude!! It is so delicious!! Did you actually made all of these by yourself?!!" *starry eyed*

Jude: *smiles* "Of course you idiot...you were the one who 'ordered me' to not ask anyone for help."

Me: "And only for me!!! I can eat this everyday!!! Please make me more of these!! Please!!"

Jude: *evil smile* "Hehe...of course. Anything for my princess. Here, say Ahh~."

Me: "Ahh!! Mmnh.!?"

Me: *koff koff* "What the!? *koff* why is this one so spicy?"

Jude: "I put a big chilly as the filling. *evil smile* Do you like it? Here have another one!"

Me: *koff koff* "No, I---Mmph!!"

Jude: "Don't spit it out. I put my heart and soul into making this. So that my princess can enjoy. Here, this one has broccoli, your favorite vegetable."

Me: *koff koff* "Water! Please water!*

Jude: "Looks like there is no water here. Don't worry master~, I will go and bring water for you, while I'm at it, I will also bring more cookies, since you said, you would eat everyday....right? Heh, wait for me, okay?"

*Jude walks out of the door triumphantly*

Me: *stares at door and then at the cookies and then at the door* "Pffts..."

[adleryoung]

The story room feels sad and empty, with the pumpkin-spiced scent of betrayal still lingering in the air. Was it worth it? Was it worth selling out the elf that has bared his soul for your entertainment, week after week, for years? You start to feel pangs of regret - especially since the Kringle hasn't yet delivered the Oscar Meyer Wiener whistles you were promised.

Suddenly the door opens and Adler walks in.

Greetings, loyal listeners! Wow! I feel so refreshed after my vacation! This is the first time in a long time that I actually had a pleasant December. It was the strangest thing. Right after I left here, I could tell I was being followed. No matter where I went, there they were, shadowing me. It's like the Kringle's agents knew exactly where I was at all times. I was convinced that one of you had betrayed me. I didn't want to pook away unless I was truly cornered, so I dashed into a train station to see if I could lose them in the general hubbub. In the restroom I took off my hat and tie so I could wash my face, and someone must have taken them by accident. The ones I found when I turned around looked similar, but were definitely different. I have to say, these are not as high quality as the ones I had. Also, the name "Stuart" is written inside the hat band, so this is obviously not mine.

But after that little switcheroo, the agents tailing me disappeared and I didn't see any trace of them for the entire month. I was able to check into a nice hotel, order room service, and laugh at terrible Christmas movies on lowfolk television. I actually had a pretty good time! Since the holiday is now past and the danger is over, I decided to come back before January and give my helper a break. Speaking of which, where is he? Tell me he at least showed up, and you haven't been just staring at the walls all month. Handsome guy with a goatee, wears shades and a hoodie, kind of a beatnik?

Okay, well, good to know he did make an appearance and mostly did his job … but he was slated to fill in all the way through the end of December. I can't believe he left early! What a lazy flake! He said he was my biggest fan too. You just can't trust people anymore. Oh well, I guess since he's not here, I won't have to give him the thank-you gifts I got for him. Aw, yuck! He even spilled coffee on the book! Well, I won't be asking him for help again any time soon. In fact, I'm crossing that guy's name off the guest list. Make a note that Alder Guyon is banned from the weekly story time.

Were did he leave off? It must be the page with the most coffee stains on it… Ahem

. . .

"And it goes beyond just getting better prizes," I continued my spiel. "Keep in mind that when I say 'doing good deeds' this doesn't mean what you probably think it means. What Fuma considers good and evil is subtly different from what this Cosmic Ram and Baby Bunny consider good and evil … or, to be more precise, what the Ram's priests want you to think is good and evil. What Rebecca told me about the Cosmic Ram in his early days made him sound pretty cool, but he's obviously changed. Lady Fuma is a goddess of Love and War, Passion and Fury, and she has consistently remained so. She never went through any paradigm shifts. Many things the Church of the Bunny declares to be taboo are perfectly fine in Fuma's eyes. Parties, revelries, and fun are not only tolerated but encouraged! If you want to wear all black and dress like a character from a children's book, you are free to do so. You can even dance naked in the rain if you really want to, though that sounds like a sure fire way to catch a cold."

"That does sound better than I thought it would," the duck muttered.

"But I really had my heart set on selling my soul to a primeval chaos demon," the vixen complained.

"Aye," Mother Didelphis agreed. "Not to a goddess. It's the principle of the thing."

"Fuma may not be evil," Rebecca piped up eagerly, "but she's still an ancient pagan deity that predates civilization. Paganism is TOTALLY witchy! Fuma's also really cool. She spoke to me in a vision!"

"I don't know …" Mother Didelphis dithered.

"What was the Raccoon Monster saying about being Unseelie?" the mouse (bear?) asked.

"HA!" I scoffed. "You want to learn about being Unseelie from the Raccoon Monster, then so be it! Never let it be said that Lord Randall forced a moral decision on his disciples! Also, don't say I didn't warn you! Wait just a moment and I'll wake her up. Abrakazam! Alley-ka-pocus!"

I waved my hands mystically and apported a bucket of water. The witches murmured and applauded politely.

I dumped the bucket over Burnside.

"WHY IN TARNATION'D YOU DO THAT?" she spluttered, jumping to her feet.

"Because it's time for you to get up," I informed her. "Now is your moment. I tried my best, but these witches seem dead set on being Unseelie. If you please, tell the coven exactly how you would go about doing that."

"All right!" Burnside cackled, shaking the water out of her fur. "Now yer talkin! So you gals wanna be Unseelie? Good choice! You won't regret it! First an' most important, you wanna always make sure yer knife is razor sharp. Whazzat? Ain't got a knife? Well then sister, GIT you one right quick! That's yer top priority. Why do you need it? Well, skippin ahead a bit, for starters, you're gonna have to …"

I'm not going to repeat all of Burnside's horrible monologue. Suffice it to say, within the first five minutes Mother Didelphis had fainted, the duck was curled up in an egg-like position and hopelessly weeping, Rebecca was desperately clutching her enormous ears in a futile attempt to block out Burnside's yammering voice, and the vixen was anxiously looking for a discreet place to vomit.

"And once you burrow into his chest cavity," Burnside continued enthusiastically, "if'n you grab onto the inside of his rib-cage, he can't pull you out."

"Dude," the bear (mouse?) grunted. "That is messed up."

[theballadofmars]

Fuck it, do you know what I want? Long rambling full of crack coming:

I want Felix to come back to Paris because Duusu told him about the other miraculous being imprissioned and well he isn't going to let that happend. And he isn't going to let Ladybug take the miraculous like did you see how she treated the sentimonsters? How he just gives the miraculous to everyone without asking the kwami what they want? Nope he doesn't really like Ladybug and he is going to fix it.

So he comes back to Paris like "hey I'm going to study here for some time" and you got Adrien wanting to fistfight his cousin every fucking day.

And Gabriel. GABRIEL.

He's in panic because what is Felix doing here?

But anyway evil plans are evil plans so he keeps his routine of talking in his empty attic but the problem is: Ladybug gets back one of the miraculous? HOW!?

Plot twist: Ladybug doesn't have it. She thinks Hawkmoth has it. Because that's Felix plan: get the miraculous without the other two knowing.

And what's the miraculous he gets? The bee miraculous.

Felix: well, I need help to get the rest of the miraculous so do you have a holder in mind?

Pollen: Chloe Burgeois

Felix:

Felix: WHY!?

But well he has to get Chloe so he's like: this kwami wants you for some reason so get in the car loser we're going to destroy Hawkmoth.

(Pollen chooses Chloe because she thinks that Chloe can be better with a little but of help. Also they aren't searching for good people they're choosing anyone they want).

It's a miracle but Chloe and Felix got two more miraculous: Sazz and Trixx.

Felix: ok, what holders do you want?

Sazz: I'm fine with Luka!

Felix: Luka? The guitar boy who's so nice that no one can say something bad about him and doesn't have a personality appart from that and one of Ladybug followers? That Luka for a plan about tricking and sneaking and lying, including to Ladybug!?

Sazz: yes

Felix: *beaths hevealy* can't you choose another?

Sazz: I want Luka. You promised I could choose!

Chloe: he's got a point

Felix: FINE I GUESS I'LL GET THE GUITAR BOY! What about you Trixx? Pls tell me you choose an easier holder.

Trixx: well, my old holder rejected me, so I can't choose her again, not unless she wants me back

Felix: oh, that must be-

Trix: I want Lila Rossi

Chloe: whAT!?

Felix:

So now you have Felix trying to convince Luka and Lila to join his emo band. The worst part? They join him. The best part? They're the worst squad ever.

Like, they do the job, but you have rich kids bickering, Lila probably adding more fire and Luka in the midele asking himself why is he doing that?

But you know what? Maybe they're clowns, but for once they have a support group (Luka has people, but all his friend's are Juleka's classmates) and surprise! They can grow, because for once they have someone who loves them and laughs with them.

Luka can have a breakdown and stop being the nice chill guy for a moment to just be tired teen who's trying so hard but he has too many responsabilities. He's the moral compass (that and "the villains have the best songs" is the motive why he join them), but the others see him taking responsabilities and they're like: no fuck no luka stop let thay guitar down you're not going to serenate us fuck just rest and lidten to Surface Pressure on loop until you feel better but YOU'RE NOT WORKING TODAY!

Chloe has a squad telling her that no her mom is terrible she shouldn't try to be in her good side. Pollen helps her and they go shopping together. Also I have the hc of Chloe liking the idea of being a director (she did some videos of her being queen bee and I know it was a joke in the show but Chloe liking to make videos like his father? Yes that's my idea).

Lila is still lying at the begining because is what she does, and that's why she's a great fox holder. But then we can have an episode when she kind of breaks. Were Trixx looks at her and says something like: You tell great lies, but you're the greatest, most perfect lie of all. Lila being honest for once, Lila not having a motive for lying but she want people to like her. Also, another hc: Lila being aroace, and all the show she puts with Adrien is because yeah, who wouldn't be in love with him? But that's just another Lie.

And Felix, Felix has his plans and his motives but you know what? He can rest and take a nap and learns to trust the other three. He's not alone anymore, he doesn't have to do everything by himself.

So my crack hc is these four characters being the worst and at the same time the most efficient group who fucks with Hawkmoth and Ladybug but neither of them knowing.

They're just there while Paris burns helping sometimes like the group of chaotic neutral they are.

SOME DRAWINGS I MADE FOR THIS AU, OFICIALLY NAMED THE FOUR HORSEMAN AU:

1-CHARACTER DESIGNS

2-LOVE PROBLEMS

3-GROUP DYNAMICS (by the amazing @drawing2cope )

[elvisabutler]

heyy can u write something about austin and the reader going over to the readers family and they’re showing austin and the reader old baby pictures of the reader and one comes up when she’s naked as a baby and her family takes it out thinking she’d be embarrassed and reader makes a joke about how “it’s nothing austin hasn’t seen before” but then she realizes what she is and her little cousins are confused and her family makes fun of them and stuff idk

now i've seen it all

summary: you go to a family dinner to introduce your new boyfriend austin to your family- finally- and well your mouth moves a little quicker than your brain does. rating: t at best. this is supremely tame for me. word count: 1224 warnings: none? it's talking about baby pictures that are naked but like i have those we all have those and they're fine. hell i have like two of my daughter because she was a silly girl in her infant bathtub when she could start sitting up in it. author's note: first off, thank you for this request, anon. it's actually super cute and i could picture it happening so well. second off, we're going for a non celeb reader because it's low key a little fun to write.

Dating Austin Butler was not on your to do list for 2021, nor was it on your to do list for 2022 and yet here you were a year into a relationship with an actor of all people. You figured this sort of thing only happened in fanfiction and maybe the movies. To have it happen in real life was a little mind boggling especially when it came to you, but what were you supposed to do when he came in regularly to the restaurant you worked at while filming Masters of Air. What's a girl to do when a guy isn't creepy and slips his number in with his signed credit card receipt.

One thing had led to another and then another and you found yourself with half your closet taken up by Austin's clothes and whispers of "maybe we'll move to Anaheim when I'm not booked solid, baby." You like the idea even if the idea of leaving all you've ever known behind is daunting.

Still, Austin has never met your family, has never met the crowd of people you come from who shaped you into the woman you are today and well- it's been a year and they deserve it. He deserves it so when he told you he had two weeks off from filming Dune 2 and you were able to get a bit of time off at work with some bribing and promises of being willing to cover way more shifts than you should have offered to cover you had the time to go visit your family for you think it's someone's birthday. Honestly, all the holidays and birthday blend together after a while and sometimes your family would just want to celebrate for kicks and giggles anyway.

You should have known that your family were going to do something to embarass you but you had thought that maybe just maybe you might escape it this once.

"Austin!" Your mother exclaimed, grabbing a book that you almost didn't recognize until you realized that it's a book filled with your baby pictures. "Come here, I want to show you these pictures! See what my baby looked like as an actual baby."

Austin looks at you and has what you can only describe as an evil smirk on his face before he practically skips over to your mother. "I'd love to see them." He pauses and plops right down next to your mom. "She never likes telling me stories about her as a baby."

Your feet feel heavy as you follow him and plop down on the other side of your mother, your leg bouncing because you're more than a little nervous at what pictures your mother is going to bust out. Austin's eyes meet yours over your mom's head as she's turning pages and he smiles softly trying his best to be reassuring. His lips mouth something that looks like "I love you" before turning his focus to your mother and the pictures she's showing him. Your brain sort of tunes her out for a bit as you focus on your younger cousins and nieces and nephews before you hear something about you being naked and running around the house and that jolts you awake so to speak. "Wait mom- what are-"

Austin's laugh reaches your ears before you have a chance to even see the photo as your eyes dart between him and your mom before your hand goes to grab the photo. "Oh no, babe this is- you've- you're literally running around with nothing on and your mom chasing after you with a towel."

"It's harmless sweetheart, he deserves to see how silly you were back then, running around naked like that's a thing you can do." Your mom reasons, as you try and grab the photo from her hand only to be swatted away.

You'll blame what you said later on the fact that Austin is looking at you with the sort of love you thought only existed in movies and books and the fact that your mother is practically cackling at your slight discomfort. Or it was just because you wanted to see her embarrassed not just you.

"I mean it's nothing Austin hasn't already seen before a million times over. He's even chased me with a towel before."

Those sentences causes everyone to freeze from the smallest of your cousins and nieces and nephews to your- oh dear god your grandmother. Austin has the decency to bite his lip to try and stop himself from laughing until the moment when your five year old niece pipes up with her own take on the matter.

"What does that mean, mama? Why is Uncle Austin chasing auntie around?"

You would like the floor to swallow you whole right in that moment. You feel the heat of embarrassment just settle into your bones and you sink into the couch just a little. Her mother saves the day by murmuring something into her ear with a glare at you and just like that the moment is broken and you're left to hear every single adult make a comment teasing you.

"In front of the kids!"

"We all know you do it but time and a place!"

"Didn't realize you two got up to such hankie pankie!"

By the end of it Austin is snickering, your mother is snickering and you have become one with the couch when you hear your father say something about dinner being ready and oh thank god, you can be free of this talk. You practically leap off the couch only to be caught by Austin wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close once he stands up. He's behind you and can't help but give you a kiss on the top of your head before he leans down to whisper in your ear.

"You were cute back then. Might want to not mention our sexual escapades next time you see a pic like that." He pauses and looks around before nipping at your earlobe. "Besides, your mom was about to get to pictures of you swimming and we both know how you are in a pool. I'll make this up to you later."

Your mom looks behind and sees the two of you and how you're standing and gives you a knowing look before eyeing the children running around. You nod and sigh. "Later, Aus."

He scrunches up his nose before moving to grab your hand. "Thank you. For having me come with you."

You shift your positions so that when you watch into the kitchen you're curled under his arm. "You're becoming my family, sort of have to introduce you to my actual family when that happens. Besides, figured you'd enjoy the chaos."

"I do." He chuckles. "Next time I have the chance I'll get together with my dad and sister and- my family meeting you."

There a soft laugh that bubbles up before you have a chance to stop it. "What's after that? You proposing?"

He shrugs and holds you a little tighter before eyeing the two left over open seats. "Maybe. Would you say yes?"

Your answer is simple as you sit down.

"Maybe."

[sscarletvenus]

LOOKISM CHAPTER 389

•Sinu's back ~~~ And he's cooler than ever ~~~

• BIG DEAL IS SOMETHING THAT CAN BE SO PERSONAL

• My girl looks so good rn I'm gonna scream, cry and throw up

• Anyways so Mitsuki's dad was a piece of shit, womanizer, idler, child neglecter (basically Gapryong Kim in a nutshell lol) and she was the one who stepped up and revived casino Lucky after becoming Ceo

• OH AND SHE DESPISES MEN

• Vivi and Mitsuki besties... So true garbage really does belong together

• The timeline of the flashback is when the Club Vivi is being set up, and the underground Fighting Cage (where Sinu is being used) is already running.

• So Vivi is the one who brought Mitsuki to Korea and introduced her to Eugene, who then invited Mitsuki to watch the fighting as a VIP.

• Eugene calls Sinu pathetic for selling himself off for the street, his love and his men, not realising that MITSUKI HAS BECOME OBSESSED to the point she wants to buy Sinu... And Eugene, the devil's advocate that he is, agrees to sell his "object" only if Mitsuki is willing to run the Second Affiliate...

•honestly Eugene's nerd ass always reminds of a tarantula like so much evil in such a little container

• Whenever Sinu appears I start quivering either from the sadness or for the ahem horny

• MITSUKI IS NOT A GIRLBOSS LMAOOO like miss ma'am you're rich enough to afford therapy, and yet you're resolving your daddy issues by drugging and gaslighting an innocent man who just said he isn't interested to make sacrifices for you? (UNDERSTANBLY SO BECAUSE YOU'RE STRANGERS AND YOUR NASTY ASS IS MAKING HIM FIGHT TO DEATH JUST TO FEEL SOMETHING EVERY PASSING DAY)

• Like no matter how horrible a parent was to you, it doesn't give you the right to be horrible to someone else... JUST LOOK AT JAKE. Same daddy issues. Same disgust for men. Same experience of being touched by Sinu's "romance"... But did we see him go around asking Sinu to fight with random dudes one fine Tuesday morning to prove his "sacrifice"???

• I'M SHAKING??? SHE REALLY PRETENDED TO BE YEONHUI AND SAID JAKE IS DEAD, AND ONLY SINU WAS LEFT IN BIG DEAL... AND CREATED A FALSE STREET, GOT EUGENE TO ACCELERATE SINU'S DRUGGING SO THAT HE COULDN'T REMEMBER, AND PERSUADED HIM TO PROTECT HER

•Are we talking about Lee Jinho/244 cuz Eugene mentioned a Drug Genius...

•idk i feel like she could actually #MakeHimWorse... Like girl YOU'RE CALLED HIME BECAUSE OF YOUR BEAUTY AND BRAINS... and yet you're on your knees??? GET UP AND GO TO WORK PLEASE

• he's so fine omg my head hurts

• so I told you all there' a HIGH POSSIBILITY that shiro oni and warai oni have come across each other right??? I think we just got a lookism and htf crossover (Nomen's uniform is similar to that of the gang Seongjoon took control of, and they're both notorious biker gangs from Kanto region)

• UMMM so I thought Xiaolung and Jerry were SIMPS but looks like the SIMP OLYMPICS has a rising contender : NOMEN lmaooo

•So Ruyhei (aka Kagiroi president aka Ranger Dog aka Nomen) left his position of the president of a gang that took over Kanto region from the freaking Yakuza to move to Korea for a girl who... lol nvm everybody point and laugh

• "WHO MADE HER CRY" how tf are we supposed to know take a guess???

• Also Jake wants to bring Mitsuki to Daniel because he promised him to do whatever he wants if Daniel lets him meet Sinu... And Daniel wanted to take her to the some President (most probably Steve Hong?)

• JAKE SAID HE'S NOT GONNA LOSE HIS FAMILY ANYMORE

•"HOWEVER... DESPITE ALL OF THAT... THERE'S NO ROMANCE" mic drop sinu let's gooo

• felt some chills cuz cap guy, mandeok, samuel are on their way to the second affiliate with eugene who probably keeps around a few terrorist organisations as pets... J-HIGH, HOSTEL, BIG DEAL PLZ GET OUT NOW

•kinda curious about the outcome of the fight between Zack and Kenta damn

• in conclusion big storm coming next week : lovers reunited after the korean war Vs. SIMP super ultra pro max hd

[rendevousz]

freak

avengers x teen!fem!reader

summary: you get captured during a mission and the team saves you.

warnings: language, violence, brief misogyny, torture, **NO sexual assault (because as i was proofreading, i only implied most of the torture scenes because i didn't want to write it in graphic detail and i realised the vague wordings might be misinterpreted as sexual assault which IT IS NOT, just clearing it up), and also again, my inability to write good endings

word count: 4589

notes: i just rewatched iron man 2 so that explains justin hammer LMAO also ooc justin hammer because even tho mans evil, he gets extremely um.. cruel here but anyways i hope you enjoy this!!

you were 13 when you first met the avengers and 16 when you officially joined. you grew up as one of HYDRA's experimented children and the team had found you when they raided the base that you were in.

a small, sickly-looking kid you were, sat against your cell wall, hugging your knees. 13 but you could probably pass off as a 10 year old due to how malnourished and miserable you were. burying your head in between your knees, you covered your ears as the loud gunshot noises filled the whole place. the metal door of your cell slamming open against the wall had you whimpering, hands above your head in fear.

every time the door slammed open, guards would come drag you out for more experiments so it was an instinct for you to cower in fear at the sound.

"last room in the west hall, i found a little girl."

you heard nothing because you were covering your ears, preparing yourself to be forcefully dragged by the guards to the experiment room. but it never came.

"hey," a soft voice called. you were violently shaking at this point, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down. "hey, it's okay." the voice called out again and you felt them touch your shoulders.

your head immediately jolted up, flinching away from the stranger's touch. your eyes met a blue pair as you backed away into the corner in fear. "i'm sorry! i'm sorry, i didn't mean to." the man apologised. you slowly looked up at him, observing him. he had on a full black outfit, a quiver of arrows slinging on his shoulder and he was holding onto a bow.

"don't be scared. i'm here to help," he states with his hands out, as if to calm you down. "that's what they all say." you hissed through gritted teeth and a tear-stained face, glaring at him even though that could've been a very wrong move had it been with an actual HYDRA guard.

despite the strange feeling of being safe around this man, you didn't let your guard down. that's exactly what those scientists said seven years ago. trusting kind-looking men got you into this hell you never thought you would ever escape from and you weren't going to make the same mistake again.

"clint," a red-headed female, also in all black, entered through the open door of your cell with her pistol up. at the sight of the weapon, you broke your glare towards the man. your breathing quickened and you went back to your original position before the archer came; body pressed up against your knees and covering your ears with your palms.

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i'll come! please don't use that on me again," you whimpered, voice muffled as your face was hidden against your knees. the woman freezes mid-walk, looking at her friend with a bewildered expression.

"nat! put that away!" clint whispered harshly, eyes glaring at the pistol in nat's hands. nat's jaw dropped in realisation, a small gasp leaving her lips as she immediately put away her weapon.

she slowly makes her way to you and clint puts his arm out before she could get closer. he looks at her with a worried expression as he shook his head, as if telling her that she can't get too close to you. nat nods understandingly, crouching down a distance from you.

"hey," she spoke softly. "i promise you that we're not here to hurt you." you kept your face hidden from her, still hugging your legs tightly. nat sighs before sitting down.

"here, let's introduce ourselves. i'm nat and this right here is clint." you hear her speak and when you slowly lifted up your head, you saw the both of them sitting down in front of you, seeming to have made themselves at home in your pathetic cell. "what's your name?"

name? you had never been able to use your name before. you always kept your own name deep in your heart despite no one ever using it, afraid you would forget it if you stopped thinking of it. the only name they ever called you here was 'number five'.

"y/n," you whispered, still doubtful about these people's intentions. you almost burst out crying when you said your name out loud. that was the first time you introduced yourself with your actual name and not the number you were given ever since you were captured.

nat must have noticed this because she immediately spoke up, trying to distract you from your consuming thoughts. "y/n...that's a pretty name for a pretty girl like you. how old are you, y/n?" she asks again.

you contemplated once more but decided it was fine. you knew you were probably going to regret trusting these two strangers but what could be worse than what HYDRA has been doing to you for years?

"13," you muttered, looking down at your lap. you were now timidly seated cross-legged, playing with the tattered hem of your shorts. you heard a small gasp from one of them and looked up to see clint with his jaw dropped.

the two adults were both thinking of the same thing. how could you be 13? you were so small and sickly-looking, they didn't even think you were older than ten, let alone an early teen.

"i know you're scared and you have all the reasons in the world to be, but i promise you, we're here to help. we'll get you out of here, only if you trust us. will you trust us?" nat says. your mind was conflicted. you were either going to finally get out of this hellhole or you were going to be taken somewhere even worse than here. but could anywhere really be worse than here?

you decided to take a leap of faith and trust these two strangers. that decision had to have been the best decision you've ever made in your life.

you were now 18, an official avenger and you had the most amazing family you could've ever asked for. they were a bit on the crazier side but could you really have a normal family when said family consisted of superheroes? but you weren't complaining. you loved these people.

they were the ones who took care of you when you thought you had no one. having been a HYDRA experiment, you had abilities the normal human didn't. said ability being shapeshifting and healing. that's why you became an avenger. your shapeshifting ability was essential during missions where you had to sneak in and you being able to heal others was crucial when medic wasn't able to be there on time.

you pretty much came along to every mission despite the adults saying you don't have to. you knew they were only doing that to protect you from dangers of all those missions but how could you not when you had such abilities? they'd be much better with you helping.

that was why you were here, in bulgaria, fighting alongside the team. well, just steve, nat, clint, bucky and tony.

justin hammer had managed to get his hands on a type of out-of-this-planet weapon that tony was also trying to retrieve, and he had big plans with it. hence why the avengers had to come where hammer had wrecked havoc in; sofia, bulgaria. he had upgraded his robots with the tech used for the stolen weapon.

with evil robots attacking the whole city, it felt like you were living the story that wanda told you of what happened in sokovia before you met the avengers.

an hour passed before all of the robots had finally been taken down and you all knew you had to get to hammer before he activates more robots to distract you guys and uses the weapon for bad things.

"tony, have you located hammer?" steve's voice sounded in your ear through the comms. you had just finished healing the nasty gash on clint's side, nat's cut on her forehead and the bruises all over bucky. you were feeling significantly weaker now, from the amount of healing you did. you stumbled slightly when you walked and bucky immediately held onto your arm. "doll, are you okay?"

"i'm fine, buck. nothing i haven't dealt with before," you told him, gently removing his grip on your arm, walking back to the quinjet.

-

"no, absolutely not. we are not sending y/n right into a death trap. she's not even strong enough right now, she just finished healing us."

you were all back at the compound now and planning a second attack on justin hammer.

"it's not a death trap, buck. and i know you're worried but she's the only choice we got. y/n, all you gotta do is sneak in as one of his henchmen and provide entrance for us. once we get in, we'll take all his guards down and get that weapon from hammer and we won't have to worry about his world domination plans anymore. it'll be over as soon as it starts and she'll be back safe with us. sound good, y/n/n?"

"yeah, sure." you agreed, already having a person in mind that you were going to change yourself to.

-

the plan had gone just as steve wanted and they managed to raid justin hammer's building, tony stealing the very item that could've aided in the massacre of millions. justin and his henchmen managed to escape the building before the avengers could catch them.

"well, that was anticlimactic," tony scoffs, already making his way to the quinjet. "but good job, y/n. you saved the day once again."

he expected to hear a laugh from you, like you usually did, being the only one who ever responds to him after missions. but instead he was met with silence. "kid?" still no answer.

"y/n, where are you?" steve panicked, finally realising that you were the only one who hasn't responded in a hot minute. "y/n/n, this isn't funny." he breathed out.

"she's...she's gone."

-

"well, well, well," a voice spoke right as you woke up from your slumber. you squinted, noticing that you were in some sort of dark room with only one light bulb right above you. "what do we have here?"

a figure walks right in the light and you could barely make out justin hammer's ugly face with how dizzy you felt. "if it isn't the little freak." he states condescendingly, smirking down at your helpless position, both wrists and ankles cuffed onto the metal chair you were sat on. you struggled against the restraints, trying to get free but to no avail.

your breathing quickened, your current vulnerable state reminding you of your later years in HYDRA. they had started off experimenting on you on a metal gurney but as you grew older, you realised that what they were doing to you was bad so you started fighting back. that ended you up on a metal restraint chair instead of the gurney, strapped to the chair with cuffs on your wrists and ankles.

this felt like deja vu. the same panic you felt, the same breathing difficulties, the same amount of effort put into trying to get out of the restraints. "you should know, princess, that that doesn't work." hammer chuckled, a fake pout on his lips as he crouched in front of you, a rough hand on your cheek. you instinctively jerked away from his touch, to which he paid no mind to because he had expected that. he then grabbed your chin harshly, turning your head up towards him. you glared at him.

"you think i didn't know what you did? snuck in as one of my men using your freaky powers? not to mention useless. imagine having powers but not being able to use them to even escape from mere humans," he laughs in your face, harshly letting go of your chin, throwing your head backwards. "you tell me where stark planned to bring the weapon and i'll let you pretty little thing go."

"no."

before you could even comprehend, his fist came flying at your face and your head dropped to the side at the impact. your left cheekbone was throbbing and you could already tell you were gonna have a black eye. despite the pain, it wasn't something you weren't used to. you were an avenger, after all. getting decked in the face was practically in the contract.

he grabbed your chin once again, pulling your head upwards to face him. "you're gonna tell me where it is or i'm gonna make you regret it."

you looked up at him with a bored look. he punched you again. and again. and again. until you could taste the blood on your tongue. "think you wanna tell me now, sweetheart?"

"never. not to someone like you."

the man seemed to get a kick out of beating you up because he punched you again in the face. your whole face was pretty much numb now and the metallic taste in your mouth intensified. you smirked at the man before you, chuckling darkly.

"sure, beat up the helpless girl. that's the only way you can beat me, right? when i'm all tied up? what a man,"

his hand was around your throat within a second and he forced you to look him in the eyes again. "sweetheart, you're a girl. tied or not, you're still weak. not even with that useless power of yours."

taking advantage of how close his face was to yours, you gathered as much bloody saliva in your mouth before spitting it in his face.

it was very much the wrong thing to do because after he wiped off his face, he left the room and two men came in, various tools in hand for their fun with you.

-

"stark! my buddy! how's it going?" justin hammer's face appeared on the screen in the conference room, where the avengers were having a meeting about your possible whereabouts.

"where is she?!" wanda growled, standing up abruptly.

"what ever do you mean?" hammer smirked, feigning innocence. "you know what we mean. where is she?" steve spoke authoritatively, trying to control his anger at the sight of the man's face.

"i'll tell you where your thing is if you tell me where my thing is." he smiled wickedly. this caused wanda to get angrier. "y/n is not a thing! and the weapon was never yours in the first place!" vision held onto her to calm her down and it worked because she sat back down, though still glaring at the screen.

"oh she's not a thing? seems like it to me, though." he smirked and the team frowned, not understanding what he meant until they heard screams and justin's smirk widening at the sound. what a sick bastard. "what are you doing to her?!" bucky screamed, knocking his chair back as he stood up.

"i don't know, you tell me." he chuckles, and the screen changes to the live footage of you in the restraint chair with the two men in the room.

you were no longer fighting back now, just sat limply with your head dropped to the side. the first hour with them, you had been fighting back like you did with justin, despite the restraints, but now entering the second hour, you were too exhausted for anything.

your left eye had been swollen shut, you could barely breathe through your nose, your cheeks were throbbing like hell and your bottom lip was busted. your head was the only thing that moved freely when hit so the men seemed to find satisfaction the most when they punched you in the face. though that didn't stop them from inflicting pain on other parts of you.

"let her go, she's just a kid!" sam exclaimed, his grip on the edge of the table tightening to control his anger. peter and wanda were crying looking at the awful state you were in, clint, tony and bruce were silent in shock, steve and bucky were getting increasingly angry as the abuse continued.

"are you going to tell us where stark is keeping the weapon or have you not gotten enough?" one of the two men was heard asking, pulling your hair back to make you look up at him. you look at with your half-opened right eye, breathing heavily. "my answer's never gonna change no matter how many times you ask."

he scoffs, stepping back before the other man swings a bat right at your stomach. the air was immediately knocked out of your lung. the men laughed as you coughed up blood profusely. this caused wanda to get more hysterical.

"well, looks like she wants more. i'll call back when she's had enough. toodles," he waves his fingers at the camera with a sinister smirk before abruptly ending the call.

the room went silent after the call, save for bucky and sam breathing heavily from the anger they felt. bucky then turned to steve, pain could be seen on his face. "you said she would be safe."

"i–i'm sorry, buck. i didn't know he was gonna take her with him." steve was still frozen in shock, the image of you on the chair now permanently ingrained in his brain. in everyone's brains actually.

"guys, gear up, he's in colorado."

all heads turned towards natasha and she looked back at them with a 'what?' expression. "you were tracking him down the whole time?"

"um, duh? now come on, gotta save our girl."

-

you awoke to a stinging sensation on your inner forearm. after your bloody coughing fit, they proceeded to beat you up again and you were knocked out then. now you were slowly regaining consciousness but you were starting to prefer being passed out. your whole body was in pain and the fact that you couldn't even move made it even worse.

"oh, lookie here. sleeping beauty is up." you were met once again with justin hammer's ugly face. he was sitting on a chair perpendicular to your left side. you couldn't wait to get out of here so you didn't have to keep seeing his face every time you woke up. your inner forearm was stinging even more now so you looked down at it. you gasped at the sight.

"how'd you like my artwork?" he chuckled at your reaction. there on your arm, obviously carved out with the bloody knife that the asshole was so proudly holding on to, was 'FREAK'. carved out big and bold. on your skin. "pretty fitting, eh? freak? because, you know, that's what you are."

the blood was seeping out through the cuts and it stung even more now that it had been exposed to the air. the asshole moved his chair to your other side. "what should i write on this arm?" he feigns a thinking expression, looking up thoughtfully with his thumb and pointer finger on his chin.

"please, i–i don't know where tony put it. i really don't." you cried, tears now flowing freely down your face without a shame.

he looks at you with amusement. "what is this? are you...are you giving up already? can't take anymore?" he smirks and you sigh, closing your eyes. you just awoke but you were exhausted. so, so exhausted.

he takes out his phone, the smirk now permanent on his ugly face. "stark! kid's finally had enough. wanna tell me where the weapon is now or do you want to find her body at the bottom of the ocean?"

you couldn't even be bothered to react to his statement. the pain all finally registered and you were tired. tired and in excruciating pain.

"kinda busy right now, can you call back later?" you could hear tony's voice sound from justin's phone and the man beside you laughed. "i see you don't care for the girl. what could possibly be more important than saving her?"

"i don't know, you tell me." a voice said from behind you two and before you knew it, hammer was knocked off the chair he was on. you weakly turned your head just in time to see a metal arm force hammer up onto his feet before wrapping around his neck. "don't you fucking touch her again."

"y/n!" you heard wanda's voice as she entered the room with peter. more tears flowed down your face at the sight of them, stinging when they rolled past the cuts on your face but that didn't matter. your family was finally here to save you.

you saw the red mist of wanda's powers surround your cuffs before they clicked open. "oh, bubs, i'm so sorry." she cried, both hands hovering around your face, hesitating to touch you in fear of hurting you. her eyes fell onto the words carved out onto your skin and her mouth fell open before covering it with her hand. "i'm so sorry we couldn't get to you sooner." peter's voice cracked and you could tell he was emotional.

"it's okay," you told them, giving them a small smile, the biggest one you could give in your current state.

tony, sam and steve entered the room to see bucky relentlessly beating up your captor and wanda and peter standing by you as you cried.

"cupcake, we're here now. don't cry, you're safe now." tony came closer and despite knowing that you were because your family was finally here, you couldn't help but let out all the pent up emotions you've kept throughout your time of captivity.

sam had a go at justin once bucky was done and steve had to physically pry them both off of the sick bastard so that nat could cuff him and bring him back to the jet.

"y/n/n, i'm so sorry. if i hadn't–"

"it's okay, stevie." you cut him off. truthfully, you only did so because you knew he was going to giving a long-winded explanation justifying his actions and your headache couldn't bear to hear lengthy sentences. but you also didn't think it was in any way his fault so he didn't deserve to be beating himself up for this. shit happens, anyway.

"let's get you out of here, doll." bucky says, cringing when he sees the blood on the floor of your chair, as well as on your clothes. he quickly reaches to lift you off the chair but stops when you let out an ear-piercing scream of pain. "doll, i'm so sorry! did i hurt you?!" bucky questions in panic.

"y–you didn't, they did. it...it hurts everywhere," you cried, feeling hopeless that you couldn't even bear being carried by someone, let alone get up by yourself. their hearts broke when you said that. you never really cried much in front of them and you were known to withstand pain well because of how much shit HYDRA put you in as well as your powers being healing, meaning you had a higher pain tolerance than most people.

"it's okay, bubs. i got you. let's get you home, alright?" wanda's calming voice broke you out of your breakdown and red mist surrounded your whole body, wanda moving you with her powers. you were thankful of that because it didn't cause any more pain to your body.

maybe hammer was right. maybe you are just a freak with useless powers. wanda floated you into the jet and she set you down on the bed. "y/n, oh my god!" clint cried out once he sees you. you looked much worse than you did on hammer's camera footage during the call an hour ago. "kid, i'm so sorry."

"clint, take the wheel. bruce doesn't have all the resources needed. she needs to be treated ASAP." nat tells her best friend and he nods, taking the wheel and immediately taking off once everyone had boarded.

you were laid on the bed, right eye slightly open as bruce examined you. exhaustion hit you like a truck and before you knew it, you blacked out.

-

"how is she, doc?"

"pretty banged up but y/n, as i already knew, is a strong girl. lots of internal bleeding, broken bones, bruises and scars but she'll be fine. you can check her file later if you want," doctor cho tells tony outside of your room. "it's fine, can we see her?" he asks on behalf of the whole team standing behind him.

"yeah, of course! she woke up five minutes ago. i'll be off now, call me or my team if you need anything." she bids goodbye and left the group of superheroes.

steve slowly opens the door and there you were in bed, staring up at the ceiling. "hey, y/n/n," he greets sheepishly, feeling as though he had interrupted your alone time of blankly staring at the ceiling. the team trailed in behind him and soon your bed was surrounded by the avengers.

"hi, cupcake."

you looked away from the ceiling and turned your head towards tony. "oh, hey tones." you smile as sam helps you sit up while the rest sat on chairs all around you. "how you feeling, bub?" nat asks, eyes flickering down to the bold scarring of letters on your forearm.

"as okay as i can be." you answered truthfully, pressing your inner forearm closer to your body so the team doesn't see the letters carved onto your skin. you already know what you are, you didn't need the rest thinking so too.

"you're not a freak, bubs."

you look up at wanda. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to read your mind. but they were awfully loud. you're not a freak, y/n. and you're not useless too. that bastard may have carved out that word onto your skin but the scar will fade. it's not permanent. you know why? because that's not what you are." she tells you, taking off her jacket to wrap it around you because you felt self conscious of the scars all over your arms where the team could see.

"yeah, doll. you're an amazing person and your powers help us so much. i mean, you saved millions just helping us get the weapon back from justin hammer. if you hadn't, well, who knows what could've been happening right now?" he places a gentle hand at the side of your head, stroking your hair.

"yeah and who heals us when we get really hurt during missions, huh? i mean, if you hadn't healed that stab wound i got during that mission in new mexico, i probably wouldn't even be here at this moment." clint tells you and you roll your eyes at him. "you're exaggerating."

"i am not!" he laughed and you playfully rolled your eyes once again.

"y/n/n, i'm really sorry for—"

"i don't wanna hear it, stevie."

"but–"

"no. it's not your fault. shit happens." you brush him off. "lang–"

"you say language to me, i'll blame this shit on you even when it's not your fault. try me, rogers." you glare at the blond super soldier. he raises his arms in surrender, leaning back on his chair as the team laughs.

the team continue to entertain you and you couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of you. these were the people who would drop anything for you and were willing to dropkick any asshole in the face for hurting you. justin hammer never had a chance against your family to begin with.

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7. triplets daring each other to do stupid shit

This is utter and complete crack, don't take it seriously. Modern AU, but like, late 2000's emo kid vibes. I cannot overemphasize how little you should read into this.

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7. "Just trust me."

"I can't believe you two are going through with this." Julieta hid her face in her hands. "You're really going to dye your hair?"

"Shh, you're gonna make me mess up!" Pepa finished applying the bleach to Bruno's bangs. "There. Okay, now that needs to be on there for half an hour before we can put the dye on." She wrapped the gloopy hair in kitchen foil.

"Are you sure this is how it works?" Bruno questioned. "It feels a little tingly."

"That just means it's working," Pepa dismissed. "I did my research, guys. Just trust me."

"And what exactly was this research?"

"MySpace." Pepa coughed. "Look, it's gonna come out totally sick. And then you'll be sorry you missed out, Juli."

"Uh huh." Julieta was unconvinced. "I still maintain this is a bad idea. You guys are going to ruin your hair and then Pepa won't stop thundering for a week."

"Oh, I'm sorry, hermana, are you suddenly the one who can see the future?" Pepa crossed her arms. "I don't think so. You don't see anything bad, do you, Bruno?"

Bruno rubbed his arm nervously. "No, but this is starting to feel really uncomfortable." He blew a puff of air up at his foil wrapped hair.

"I told you, that means it's working. Go put on a telenovela or something, I'll come get you when it's time to take the bleach out." Pepa gathered up the materials she'd used for the bleach.

"Let the record show I tried to talk you guys out of it," Julieta said, peering through her fingers.

"You didn't," Pepa pointed out.

"You weren't really persuasive," Bruno added.

Julieta groaned.

*40 minutes later*

"Okay, Bruno, let's get that bleach out of your hair." Pepa waltzed in, interrupting Bruno's telenovela.

"Pepa! Now I'm not gonna find out if she realizes she slept with his evil twin and her husband actually has amnesia!"

"You'll live."

Bruno yelped as she grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the bathroom sink. "Ow, Pepa, you're hurting me," he complained, wincing at his reddened skin.

"We should have taken the bleach out ten minutes ago," Pepa groaned, glancing down at her cell phone. A small cloud started drizzling overhead.

"I thought you were keeping an eye on the time!" Bruno fretted.

"I was, but then Félix texted me and I got a little distracted." Pepa protested, a lovesick expression springing up on her face.

"Oh, well then by all means, please don't let me and the fact that my hair is melting off keep you from your boyfriend." Bruno made kissy faces at his sister.

She swatted his arm. "Don't be dramatic, your hair is not melting off." She peeled back the foil to see bits of hair stuck to it. Her eyes widened in horror.

"Uh, what's that look, Pepa? I don't like that look."

"Okay, don't panic, Bruno." She exhaled, closing her eyes and muttering "clear skies, clear skies," under her breath.

"Why shouldn't I be panicking, hermana?" Bruno's voice took on a frantic edge. "What's wrong?"

Pepa chuckled nervously. "Okay, so the good news is, the bleach definitely got all the color out of your hair."

"What's the bad news, Pepa?"

"The bad news is," Pepa took a breath, "it also took some of your hair."

"What?!" Bruno yelped, grasping at his head.

Gritting her teeth, Pepa ripped the foil away from his hair and drenched him in rain. Clumps of hair clung to his face, leaving his bangs thinned out.

Bruno brought his fingers to his face and cried out when he saw strands of hair on them. "Pepa! You promised you knew what you were doing!"

"I'm sorry! You know, it's my first time doing this!"

"How come your hair turned out fine?" he demanded angrily.

"My hair was already lighter so it didn't need to be bleached as long." Pepa ran her fingers through the twin tendrils of blonde framing her face.

Bruno closed his eyes, sighing. "I hate my life."

"It'll be fine once we get the dye in it," Pepa promised. "It's still gonna look awesome."

"Nope, I don't trust you touching my hair anymore. Go get Julieta."

"Brunito, we don't need to involve her," Pepa implored him. "I'm better with this part."

"Get. Julieta." The words were a deadly whisper.

Soon, Julieta was painting dye onto her triplets' hair. "I told you this was a bad idea."

"Yeah, yeah, stop rubbing it in my face," Pepa grumbled. "It was an honest mistake."

Bruno was pouting, "You ruined my hair, Pepa."

"I said I was sorry! What more do you want from me?"

"I want to go back in time and make it so I never let you destroy my poor hair!"

"Well I can't do that!"

"Urgh!" They yelled in unison.

"Okay, hermanitos, it's finished." Julieta clapped her hands, admiring her handiwork.

"We're. The same age," Pepa gritted out, fuming.

"I'm not so sure about that sometimes," Julieta couldn't resist teasing, a twinkle in her eyes. She turned towards Bruno, ignoring the way Pepa stuck out her tongue at her. "I'm going to keep an eye on the time, and we'll wash out the dye and then you will have hair in the ridiculous colors that your hearts desired."

"Thanks, Julieta." Bruno smiled at his sister.

Julieta turned expectantly towards Pepa.

"I'm not saying thank you, I had the situation under control." She crossed her arms under her chest.

"See you guys on the other side." Julieta walked out of the bathroom.

*later*

Pepa and Bruno shook out their newly dyed tresses.

"Well? How does it look?" Bruno asked.

Pepa went up to the mirror to check. Two streaks of lime green were nestled in her copper hair. "Mine looks great!" She took a look at Bruno. "So does yours, come look." She led him to the mirror.

He opened his eyes apprehensively, greeted by cherry red bangs. "Oh. You didn't completely scalp me."

Pepa smacked him.

"Hey!"

The two turned towards Julieta, awaiting her verdict.

"So? What do you think?"

"It actually looks kind of nice," she admitted. "The colors contrast well with your hair and they're less garish than I expected."

Pepa and Bruno exchanged a conspiratorial look. "Does that mean you'll be joining us, hermana?"

Julieta laughed, waving her hands in front of her. "No! There is no way you could convince me to do that to myself." She paused, grabbing the ends of her hair and looking at them thoughtfully. "Although..."

Pepa grinned. "We got to her!" She and Bruno high fived.

"I'm not doing anything nearly as drastic as you two!" Julieta warned. "Just some purple on the ends.

"Oh, that would look really pretty," Pepa agreed. "If you want, I can help you-"

"No!" It came out shriller than Julieta intended. "I mean, no thanks, hermanita. I'd rather do this myself."

"Suit yourself." Pepa shrugged. "I can't wait to show Félix my new hair!" She bounced off, illuminated by a rainbow.

Julieta took a deep breath. "Guys, whatever you do, if Mamá asks, I had no idea you guys were doing this."

Pepa froze in her tracks. She and Bruno looked at each other and then collapsed in a fit of giggles.

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Day 1 : Soap Bubbles.

𐐪𐑂 Pairing : Sapnap x fem!reader {Playlist}

𐐪𐑂 Summary : You're being introduce to the internet in a peculiar way, it's up to you to decide what you're going to do with it.

𐐪𐑂 Word count : 1.4k | W: written part underneath

𐐪𐑂 Warning : very few swears

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The coffee that sinks inside your stomach brings out a grimace and a click of your tongue where the taste stains; too bitter, too acidic but you’ll drink it anyway and to the last drop; there is something about the idea of spending time with three best friends that is so made of spring and honey that you wish to miss none of it.

“Someone is lurking,” George contemplates out loud, and the call goes silent for a second as if to look for the intruder. And it would so easy to flinch, to hit the back pedal, because you almost feel like one being exposed front stage like that. But today- today is not that day.

It's not that you don't want to join the discussion, it's that it takes a second to warm up, to absorb the energy and become one with it.

And sometimes, all it takes is Sapnap to exclaim, “Panini head, my beloved!” for your smile synchronizes with his chuckles. Somehow, once noticed by the right person, life flows back naturally.

George and Dream greets you in trailing unison, like two kids forced to greet their unwelcomed aunt on a sunday afternoon.

“H-hey troublemakers,” you finally say. Your voice is still quiet, not reluctant, but rather uncertain. It doesn't bother anyone.

“I’m beating Dream’s ass at chess and he’s bitter,” Sap explains, and you silently nod, as if they were able to see you.

A long silence follows along, rythmed by clicks of mouses and keyboards and it falls in your ears like high droplets. It's comfortable. It's intimate, shared with friends only.

"We haven't heard from you in a while," Dream says. "I mean ... before the clout fiasco."

You wouldn't exactly call it a fiasco, even though you don't really like the idea of being perceived a little too closely from the eyes of twitter.com, but you do agree anyway, "I've been caught up on college essays lately."

"That sucks," George probably adds.

“Good thing you’re here, then,” Dream notes, simple as a breath. “This is a worry-free zone.”

It hovers for a second, carried by George’s approval hum.

You squint suspiciously, detective mode, at the profile pictures that light on and off before your eyes, “Thanks, dream.”

He scoffs a “sure” and you’re not sure why you sense a bit of irony stuck on the back of his teeth. You're so tempted to call him out, but you don't. Instead, you write a mental note of this odd moment.

“It’s because I told him about your three brothers and now he’s scared they’re gonna find him and kick his ass,” Sap explains as if he just read your mind.

Sometimes, there’s this thing in the air, though you’re miles away. Something like a connection. There’s this thing when you don’t need to talk for Sap to understand. Sharing one brain cell, you dismiss ironically. Probably coincidences and predictability, but it always sounds a little special, a little like something you’d wish to be out of this world, like morning dew and fairy circles. And it makes you feel safe, at home, just like snuggling up in the sheets during a stormy night. Your smile washes up the sleeve of your hoodie, covered palm carefully hiding your chuckles.

“Three older brothers,” George muses, and there’s no telling if it’s something meant for you to hear. “That’s kinda scary.”

“You better be scared, one of them is probably your FBI agent,” you tease mindlessly, though there's nothing scary about those three grown men.

“I’m British, Bunny,” he points out. Whether the exasperation in his tone is fake or genuine, that, you can’t tell, but you play it cool, grin carved so deep it almost hurts. Dream’s wheezes rise and fall in the background.

“Say that to his face then,” you outbid smirkingly after a second of silence, heels growing into the carpet to make your chair spin slowly left and right, so breezily.

“I’d praise you for the rest of my life if you-Oooooooh your ass is wacked. Your ass is so wacked, dude. You fucked up so bad,” Sapnap chokes out between strings of giggles.

“Oh no, my streamer is losing his game?” You theatrically pout. “My streamer Dreamwastaken, have you met him? Guess you don’t need any of my brothers to kick your ass.”

“Okay yeah- no- it’s not my fault if your- they’re distracting me, okay?” Dream defends.

Slowly, the energy lowers again and the call remembers peace as Dream admits defeat.

“I’m not playing against you anymore,” he mumbles through greeted teeth, your hoodie shelters a muffled giggle. “Let’s talk about y/n’s twitter fame instead.”

“Let’s just not-” you mutter, both because seeing Dream lose at something is a miracle that has to be witnessed once and because you’re somewhat reluctant. “Let’s just not talk about that.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I had no idea it would draw this much attention to you,” Sap admits.

“Well, you talk about her all the time it was only a matter of time before twitter finds out,” George taunts and you secretly smile, listening to the way your best friend tries to defend himself, mind flooded with the last memories you have of when you were able to see those chuckles for real.

“Yeah, Quackity already told me you guys talk behind my back,” you fakely muse. “That’s totally fine, I don’t wanna know what you guys are talking about at all.” It’s a lie, obviously, the idea creeps upon your mind with assumptions you can’t quite get a grip of nor let go.

“You and Quackity talk?’ Sapnap asks, hint of surprise, and you hum.

“Or rather, he talks to me. He keeps calling-.” Shit. The forsaken word traps itself into your mouth. It’s too silly anyway.

“Come on, just say it,” Dream pushes as if he knew too much, more than you even do, and your cheeks flush mindlessly. You don’t notice.

“Dream, quit it!” You demand.

“Quit what?”

“You talk as if you knew more than anyone did.”

“Maybe I just do,” he coos, so dream-like.

Oblivious or careless, Sapnap asks, “Is Quackity bothering you or something?”

“He-" you begin but stop to look for the right way to put it, "He triggers my flight or fight response.”

"I mean, duh," Sapnap probably rolls his eyes.

"But I like him. He's funny."

After a second of silence, George says, “Well that was unexpected.”

“Not so much, I think we’re both chaotic neutral people.”

“What is that neutral chaotic thing anyway?” Dream is confused.

Roll up your sleeve girl boss because now is your time to shine! You offer your best dream smp alignment chart to the classroom. They're speechless, but they listen carefully.

"Then you're more chaotic good than neutral. You're too sweet anyway," Sap says.

"I'd even say lawful good," George debates.

"That's because you haven't seen Bunny during her crazy cat hour."

"True," you note.

"She'll go absolutely batshit."

“What?" George burst between confusion and surprise. "We've never seen you like that."

"A lady never reveal her secrets," you retort. No one answer.

It leaves a second for your mind to enjoy peace. For your eyes to lay on c!tubbo on lawful good and think true, then on c!dream on chaotic evil and think also very true. You huff and it's like a wave; as sarcasm leaves your breath, an idea comes in.

"Sap, check your DMs," you request.

Surrounded by the evening lull, Sapnap’s laugh pops like soap bubbles, "God, you’re so stupid. Why can't you just marry me?"

“So, is it Sapnap approved?” You chuckle lightly to prevent Sapnap’s morning fresh laugh to fill your chest and leak everywhere.

“Just press ‘send tweet’ please,” he confirms with leftovers of a smile in his voice.

"George, get me out of here. They're doing it again," Dream whines.

"Doing what?" He asks, unbothered.

"Act like they're alone in the convo. Just get a room." And you don't get to stand up for yourself that you and your best friend are actually sent to another room.

"Well this one is chaotic evil confirmed," you mumble as you roll your eyes but the vibes are much peaceful, much more comfortable in here. "So ... hi."

"Hi," he chuckles in return.

Maybe that's for the best; a moment that needs to stay a little timeless, secretive and special. It hasn't happened in so long, you don't even remember the last time it did.

"I'm glad you're here. I miss you, you know?" He says, and it's hard to not feel so bittersweet about it. It's hard when longing involves a craved touch, a real smile and an eye contact. Your shoulder sinks in the chair a little harder.

"I miss you too. I'll be here soon," you promise. And soon couldn't come any sooner.

But the conversation, soft and free, will wash up any worries, as always, and you'll end up talking about everything and nothing, about streams and planned videos and college and god knows what. As long as it makes the two of you happy and smiling. Just like the old days, you'll both think and it's fair to say until the evening turns into night and night turns into fatigue.

"Are you sure you're okay about that clout?" He asks once again. "I know you don't like being exposed like that."

"Yeah, yeah don't worry too much about it. I'll try to make good use of it."

"I'm sure you will," he murmurs, but oh boy did he not know what was about to come until you two meet.

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Marriage Dispute

Part 10

Oh my god Monica is so annoying this episode!

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"I'm already scarred, Kayc. Besides I made a promise to myself the day Bree was born. I'll always protect her no matter the consequences." He stares blankly down at me vowing. "I'll teach you, for Bree."

Tate and Bree are still gone. Monica too. Our children are the legacy of the Yellowstone Dutton Ranch. Kayce, me and the police department took out the remaining group who attacked the family. Laying in the bed I sigh heavily feeling my fingers still on the trigger. Kayce went to morning ride with John. The next few hours Kayce and I sit in the office about something with cattle. Truth is people like us fight for their lands and animals. Kayce and I drove through a man's gate after refusing entry. John sent Jimmy to work as a rodeo guy since he got injured trying to ride a rodeo horse again. He broke his promise to his boss. Beth came back home throwing Carter in the barn aggressively to sleep for the night mumbling curse words.

Entering the house I see Kayce staring up the stairs. Something about his body language says he's hiding something. I hate to say it. Footsteps approach from behind for me to see a messy Bree, my child. "Mommy?" God tell me I ain't dreaming. Tears well in my eyes racing to her. She clings onto me crying. "Where - where were you?" She pulled away face red from crying. "I hid in the bunks underneath the barn." Looking over my shoulder to Kayce I snarled holding her hand tightly in my hand. "You better have a hell of a reason of why you lied to me!' He looked to his boots trailing off. "Tate and Monica won't leave their room. He's living under his bed. Bree was too - until I told her you were okay-"

I slap him harsh across the cheek cursing. "Get Monica the hell away from here...from my daughter. Because if I see her I'll send her to the train station!" He tries to grab my arm but I pick Bree up heading for the door. "Y/n, Tate killed someone. I've tried to say he needs a doctor but she won't listen-" Kicking the front door open I grab a shotgun slinging it over my shoulder. "Of course she won't listen. Kayce all she has done since the day you brought her and Tate to this ranch is complain. Complain that you're father - this family is nothing but evil. I've tried to be nice to her, that's over. I'm done. She's gonna turn your son into a sick kid and I don't want my child apart of her crap!"

Stomping down the stairs I head for the Bunkhouse hoping there's an extra bed for us. Kayce grabs my arm stopping me with tears slipping. "Please just listen to me. Bree is fine, she immediately wanted away from her." Bree clutched my jacket in her hands whimpering. She'd never seen us fight before. "You know why she ran, it's because she's not her mother. I'm her mother, Kayce. Monica is a stranger to her...she'll never protect her. Only I'll protect, care and love Bree Dutton!"

"I'll love her. I do love our daughter - I love you!" He shouts back in my face. Sniffing through tears I remove my engagement ring from him tossing it to the dirt. "Rip was right all along. I should've just acted like we never met, never fell in love, never did anything. You're loyalty is with her - with the Indian reservation. Not with this ranch, not with me, and sure as hell not with the Dutton name." Turning on my heels I stomped away not saying another word to him.

Entering the Bunkhouse Lloyd sees me and gives me a sad look. "You can have the bunk above mine, miss L/n." I nod politely laying Bree down under the covers. "Thank you, Lloyd." Bree yawns drifting off to sleep. "Mommy are you and daddy not getting married anymore?" Wiping away some tears left on my cheeks I kissed her goodnight. "Get some rest baby. We'll talk in the morning." She finally gets some sleep. Lloyd crawls in his bunk below as the others head to bed. Throwing on my jacket and grabbing my gun I head for the barn.

Once inside the closed doors I kick and cursed for a few minutes until Rip's voice broke me. "I'm guessing you found out." Whipping my head his direction he closed the last horse stall. "He's a freaking liar, Rip. I mean how could he do this - after everything. After coming back to play with my heart and seductively making me say yes to marry him. Am I dummy in his eyes?" Slumping into the dirt pressing my back against the wood I let tears slip.

"I'll tell you one thing darlin'. You're not a dummy. Kayce is, for not seeing how awesome you are." Rip sitting beside me now brushing my hair from my face. "You did a hell of a job raising Bree on your own for years. She's better on this ranch then anywhere else and it's all because of her wonderful kick-ass mother." Wiping away tears I sniffed hugging him. At first he's hesitant but hugs back tightly.

We break apart and he raises a brow seeing my face turned to a serious one. "Y/n, what's that look for?" Getting to my feet I hang up my golden pin hat on a hook he gave me years ago, opening the barn door I leave with one final wording glance to him. "I'm gonna go tell John that if Monica isn't off this ranch by morning. I'm taking Bree with me and moving in with my parents."

Will Kayce earn Y/n's love back or will she hate him forever?

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"Michael we can't. Dad will see us". You peck your boyfriends lips as he backs you against the stable wall. You two were not supposed to be together. Michael was Dan Jenkins son. Which is your fathers enemy. So it was against his rules for you to date him. Even talking to him was despised.

"Come on, Y/N. It'll be real quick". Michael purred in your ear.

"You better get away from my daughter real quick and get your ass off my ranch before I bury you where you stand. Cause you wont ever leave after this last chance". John, your father, scared the living day light out of both of you. His stern voice made Michael back off of you slowly. He gulped as he looked John in the eyes.

"Do you want to die today, boy"?

"No, sir". Michaels voice trembled.

"Then get". John growled. Michael took off down through the field. "Dont you come back here". John yelled as you tried to sneak away.

"Stop it right there". You sighed and turned on your heels.

"What did I tell you about that boy"?

"That he only wanted me so his father can get to you. He's helping his father take away our land".

"That's right. You're eighteen. You're a smart girl, Y/N. Use that brain. He doesnt want you. All he sees is away to blind you and to move in and build his condos. I'm disappointed in you".

"I know, daddy. I'm sorry". You held back tears.

"If I catch you with him again. We're through. You're just as much as a traitor to me as he is". John shook his head and started walking to the house. He left you feeling so let down and used. But by both of them. You hated choosing sides. Especially when it came to family. But you would always choose family over a guy.

"You wont, daddy. I promise". You wiped a tear away and went in the opposite direction.

"Woah that was close". You could hear Michael come up behind you as you walked along the fence.

"Get out of here. I dont want to see you again".

"Y/N, come on. It's me". Michael ran after you and grabbed your shoulder. You shrugged him off.

"You're just using me so your father can come in and take our land. Just admit it".

"I..I..no. That's not true". Michael protested.

"You're lying. I know you are. I can see it in your eyes, Michael. You just used me. My dad was right about you". You scoffed and walked away.

"It was just business, Y/N". Michael said emotionless.

You did a circle and walked past Michael, heading back to the house. You both didn't see that John had heard everything. And the heart broken look on your face.

Going into the house you went to the freezer and got a tub of icecream out and a spoon. You sat at the table and scooped out a gob of icecream and crammed it in your mouth.

"Use a bowl, please". John, came into the house and took off his coat.

"Why, I'm just going to eat the whole thing anyways". You spoke with your mouth full.

"Manners". John grabbed him a spoon and sat down beside you.

"You okay"?

"I'm fine". You sniffled.

"I'm not disappointed in you, Y/N. I shouldnt have said that".

"I screwed up. I'm sorry. It wont happen again. I wont let my guard down". You looked in your fathers eyes.

"I know you won't. But that's forgotten. Now we have to find away to make Jenkins and son go away. They can't build".

"Michael told me somethings about the project. His main income sources. Some of them you know, daddy. Some of them can be bought or send Rip. We're going to take them down. You have my word". You smiled with a evil smirk.

He kissed your head. "That's my girl". John chuckled as he ate his ice cream. John knew he could fully trust you with protecting the ranch. You were in it for your livelihood and a little sweet revenge.