#my friends once told me that i just complained and after that i haven't opened up to them again about my problems

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밤 (night) - i

[weeknd-ogoc]

BEGGING ˳ ׄ ⟡  . CARLOS SAINZ JR.

SUMMARY: in which carlos suffers the consequences of liking an influencer who is younger than him. (part one / part two / part three) FACE CLAIM: kelsey calemine CONTAINS: reader is 21; 8 year age gap, jealous!carlos, lando crushing on reader, ex boyfriend!vinniehacker, oral receiving (m) & smut! AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is a little different than what i usually do so hopefully you guys like it! my requests are open!

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you were currently on a secret mini getaway with an older forumla one driver — the both of you were not looking for anything serious right now so you'd secretly meet up every once in awhile.

"listen if you just say yes to lando, we can go on summer vacations together next year!" kika told you over the phone. "when was the last time you had a boyfriend and vinnie doesn't count!"

"whose vinnie?" you heard pierre whisper.

carlos sainz bit back a moan as you jerked his cock off in one hand and held your phone to your ear with the other. 

"keeks, i really don't need a boyfriend..."

he undid your bikini top as you continued to listen to your friend. "fuck..." you watched as he pinched your nipple. "i've never seen someone with better tits than yours.”

you smiled up at him before talking once more.

as much as he loved hearing your voice, right now was really not the time. "hang up befor-"

you playfully rolled your eyes at him and gave his tip a little kiss before you wrapped your mouth against his length once more but jumped up once again. "no way! he told pierre that?"

at this point he had clenched his jaw and tried to remember how long ago this conversation first started.

"hold on." you then looked up at carlos who had an unamused face. "did you know lando was going to ask me out on a date a few days ago?"

of coarse he knew.

"why do you think i brought you here." he mumbled and tried snatching your phone from your hand but failed. "please, i'm begging you to hang up..."

even though he wasn't looking for something serious, he didn't want to share the girl he was currently fucking.

you continued pumping his cock and talking to your friend until he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pushed you down his length causing you to let out a loud gag.

as you slapped his thigh, he overheard francisca ask if you were alright which he grabbed the phone out of your hand and put it up to his ear. "she's busy, she'll call you back later."

he let go of your head and you pinched his arm. "carlos, i swear somet-"

he shrugged as you tried complaining some more but he pulled you up from your knees and kissed you violently, saliva running down your mouth. "now let's take this off of you..." he said as he undid your bottom.

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a week later you had shown up to club with lando norris after a race in miami, kika had her arm intertwined with yours as you guys went to the bar to get a drink.

"you still haven't told me who the mystery boy was from the other day." she said as you sipped on your drink.

you shrugged. "it was carlos sainz..."

she smiled as she playfully slapped your arm. "oh not a mystery boy, it was a man! he's cute..."

before you could fill her in on all the juicy details, lando was already pulling you away. "i'm going to borrow her..."

lando and you had known each other for about a year now and even though you repeatedly told him that you weren't looking for anything serious, he was trying everything in his power to make you his.

carlos had arrived with rebecca but his eye was on you and he saw how lando would wrap his arm around your waist when a guy would try to talk to you.

that should be him wrapping his arm around you.

when he saw lando getting a bit too close to you, he walked over to you guys and you smiled at the sight of him. "carlos!" you gave him a hug and he hugged you a little tighter, the hug lasted a little longer than what lando expected so he gently pulled you back into him.

rebbeca gave you a small smile and held onto carlos's hand.

"how do you guys know each other?"

"pierre introduced us awhile back."

so the four of you sat in a booth and as the boys talked about the race results, rebbeca and you had small talks here and there.

"so you're twenty one?" she asked and you nodded. "pretty young..."

you nodded once again and swallowed down the drink that lando had ordered you awhile ago. you watched as they continued to talk and had an idea pop in your head, you couldn't lie carlos was looking really good right now.

so while rebecca left to use the restroom and lando went to get you another drink, you decided to tease him just a bit.

"how's your little date going?" he asked as he fixed a button on his shirt.

"not a date." you took your left heel off and began rubbing his leg with your foot.

carlos laid his eyes on and tried shaking your foot off. "don't start..."

after a few failed attempts of him trying to get you to stop, he finally let it go and your foot had finally landed on his crotch. "how's you're date going?"

you felt him getting hard and continued to rub on his clothed erection.

"c'mon let's get out of here, my hotel isn't that fa-"

before he could finish, lando was already on his way back with the drinks. you took your foot away from his erection and turned your attention to lando, “aw, you got my favorite!" you placed a kiss on his cheek and you heard carlos clear his throat.

once rebbeca came back, the four of you talked about different things until something from a distance caught your eye. "i'll see you guys in a bit, just have to say hi to someone..."

they both watched as you walked away and ended up at another booth with a boy who had on a shirt that was the same shade of pink as your dress, they saw as the boy kissed your cheek and you guys began talking — carlos knew who this guy was because he one time saw him comment under your page and he was just being nosy.

vinnie hacker.

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carlos had shown up to your brand new house in los angeles a week earlier than expected, you had invited him to hangout for a few days the following week.

"carlitos! what are you doing here?" you smiled as he hugged you and placed a kiss on your lips.

you knew that little nickname drove him crazy.

he said it was surprise but the truth was he didn't want someone else hanging around you or your new house; someone else meaning vinnie or lando. you had been on his mind constantly, he felt like you were messing with his head.

“maybe you should stop seeing both of them...” his teeth pulled on the bottom of your lip. "just be with me." his fingers held onto your jaw as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

disconnecting your lips from his, you turned your face a bit "that wasn't part of our dea-" he had quickly began pulling down the little short you had on along with the thong you had, dragging his fingers through your folds. "fuck, what about reb-"

"theres nothing serious going on with her." he shrugged as his fingers pushed into your pussy. "c'mon hermosa, what do you say?"

since you had already took his boxers off, you had gotten on top of him and kissed his lips. "i'm all yours carlitos..."

you knew that carlos was very much into very rough sex with you so you were surprised when he went soft this time, it was actually really nice.

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everything was going smoothly as you entered four months into your relationship, up until now when you guys finally had your first fight — carlos had taken you to meet his family for the week and let's just say you didn't get along with his mother.

"she's very beautiful carlos but that's not the type of girl you want to be seen with..." he remembered his mother telling him as he watched you play with his dogs in the backyard. "she's young carlos, why not find someone your age or finally rekindle your relationship with isa?"

"i think she's lovely..." his father said as he chewed on his food, earning him a glare from his mother. "she's beautiful, funny and i mean she sure knows how to cook a good meal."

the visit was about to be cut short when carlos had found you back in his room packing your bag. "she basically called me trashy carlos!"

he sighed and shook his head one. "she did not, my mother just said that it wasn't a very appropriate outfit to wear to dinner and you know i also told y-"

"well i'm twenty-one carlos, i'm not going to be dressing up like an old lady..."

the dress you had worn was just a tad bit too short but other than that nothing else was being revealed, carlos had no problem with the dress but he knew his mom probably wouldn't approve.

you had told him that you wanted to leave but he kept begging for you to just stay. "we have three more days left amor, please let's just stay..."

after a bit convincing he got you to stay and you tried to give it another shot but his mother was not cooperating with you and carlos had now seen it.

"it worked amor, she will be civil with you!"

you happily hugged him. "thank you! she's going to love me!"

"i know she will." he nodded and kissed the top of your head, you went on to say how you wanted to set up a breakfast for her in the morning but he quickly stoped you. "well just hold on to that idea, i have a surprise for you in the morning..."

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carlos had invited lando golfing because he knew that the two of you got along pretty well considering what went on with the two of you in the past.

"glad it's not awkward since you know..." you joked as carlos wrapped an arm around you.

they both nodded. "the past is the past."

upon returning back to his parents's house, you were met with his family and isa sitting down at the dining table. "there they are! i invited isa to stay for dinner since you guys couldn't make it for breakfast..." his mother smiled at you and then back to carlos. "i did tell you about it last night, did you forget?"

you looked back at carlos who had a nervous smile on his face. "well um-"

"you've got to be kidding." you scoffed as you walked back into his room, packing whatever you could into your luggage once again.

he followed behind you and tried unpacking things. "amor por fav-"

"you lied to me carlos! you made me golf with lando while your ex was here having the time of her life with your parents." you took back the clothes form him and shoved them back in. "you had a totally different conversation with your mother than what you told me."

carlos sighed and wrapped and arm around you. "just please stay, one night and we will leave tomorrow morning..."

"so you want me to put on a smile and go sit with your ex girlfriend and my monster in law?" you threw one oh his shirts at his head but he caught it.

he sighed once again. "one night and we can work it out once we get out of here."

you groaned before nodding. "i will stay and we will leave in the morning but i will be going home, not to japan with you."

for the rest of dinner and the night you had been giving him the silent treatment and since the both of you rarely ever got into arguments, carlos wasn't sure how he was meant to fix things up with you.

he had two days to get you to come with him to japan and most importantly he had to get you to forgive him because he couldn't lose you.

carlos knew you different than any other girl he had ever been with in the past — yes you were a bit spoiled and sometimes a brat but he loved that about you, he cared so much about you and saw a real future with you.

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© weeknd-ogoc, 2023

[uweinei-02]

how they make you feel loved (HEADCANONS) ft. tsukishima kei, sugawara koushi, and daichi sawamura

AUTHORS NOTE: felt like writing something, even through i haven't written anything other than essays since 2021. so criticism is welcomed! also i only JUST started getting back into haikyuu so mischaracterization might be apparent, my deepest apologies for that! this is lowercase intended! ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

TSUKISHIMA KEI

100% would make a playlist for you, probably would label it ask a nickname he calls you (99% chance it'd be called "1diot" cause you're the only idiot for him, would probably be his exact words when you ask why too). the playlist would include all the songs that remind him of you and also songs you like, also it's definitely over 48 hours long (what can i say he really loves you, also 80% of those songs are ones that make him think of you)!!! "a playlist?" you asked him as he opened the link he sent you earlier on in the day. he told you to wait to open it until he finished practice as he said he would stop by. you shifted on your bed, leaning your head onto his shoulder as he gave you a hum in response. "one-diot... what?" "are you stupid?" he asked and you could only roll your eyes and grumble at his words before he let out a sigh. "because you're the only idiot for me." and by god, you fell in love with him again.

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

makes you lunch everyday for school, would deliver it to you and it could either be the exact same thing as he has or completely different depending on dietary restrictions. oh, he would also write a note in there to motivate you and make sure you keep going (on a banana, because he thinks it's cute. did i mention he would eat with you AND your friends?????). "[name]!!" he called out in front of your classroom door with a grin and a box full of your lunch, causing you to greet him with a wave and a smile as he makes his way to the table you're seated at. once he's seated you thank him for the food after he places both his and your lunch containers on the table. you remove the lid of your box, and as per usual, there's a banana with a note. "you're amazing love, i love you <3" you can't help but smile at the banana.

DAICHI SAWAMURA

messages you motivating things to keep giving you energy throughout the day, messages would probably be sent in every hour, not a minute late either (sometimes you end up wondering if it's actually him or if it's a robot, but you always smile at the messages, so you're not complaining)! you let out a groan, leaning further into your chair as you continue to attempt the math problem you've been struggling on for the past 30 minutes, you were falling behind and your grades were really showing it, and you seriously needed to catch up, fast. just as you were about to go back to your work, your phone dings causing you to check it. "you're not going to get anything done if you overwork yourself, make sure you take a break!" you let out a sigh and smile, thanking him as you then shut your phone off followed by you eating a snack nearby.

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Hide and Seek ~ Chris Sturniolo

You had just arrived at the triplets place, after receiving a message from Chris saying he was bored and lonely, so you made your way over quickly, not keeping your best friend waiting.

"Chris, I'm here." You called as you entered the quiet house.

"Yay! I was slowly dying of boredom!" He exclaimed, rushing to greet you in a tight hug.

"Where are Nick and Matt?" You asked, looking for the other two.

"Went to the store, Matt said the car needed gas too and I didn't wanna leave." He answered.

"So you called me over." You said.

"Yes!" He cheered, making you laugh.

"Not that I'm complaining, my day has been nothing but watching Netfix again." You said with a giggle.

"See! I knew you needed to come over! Keep both of us sane!" He said loudly.

"Alright buddy, what did you wanna do?" You asked, already kicking your shoes off.

"What about hide and seek?" He suggested.

"Fuck yeah!" You cheered.

One thing all three of the guys loved about you was your childish and fun personality. You matched well with Chris, basically being the female version of him, meaning you could take part in his crazy antics and random ideas, giving Nick and Matt a break.

"I'm gonna hide first!" You exclaimed, before Chris could argue.

"Ugh, fine." He whined.

You giggled and pushed him gently towards the stairs to his room, mumbling how he had to count down there, giving you a chance to find a good hiding spot.

Once Chris had started counting, you looked around, wondering where to hide. You knew Matt and Nick's bedrooms were an obvious spot. You then thought to try and trick Chris. You rushed to Matt's room, the door fully shut, but pushed it open slightly, to make it seem like you were hiding in there. You then managed to squeeze down the side of the sofa, making yourself as small as possible and throwing a blanket over you for extra coverage.

What you didn't know was, Nick and Matt had arrived back early, the gas station being empty so they got served quickly. The eldest two entered the house, coming up to the kitchen to drop off the food they bought from the store too. Nick glanced over and noticed your shoes by the stairs.

"Y/n? You here?" He called.

"Shh!" You called from your hiding spot.

"Did that blanket just tell us to shh?" Matt questioned.

Nick came over and pulled the blanket off you, he and Matt giving you a questioning look.

"What are you doing?" Matt asked.

"Hiding!" You exclaimed in a whisper, trying to grab the blanket back.

"From what?" Nick asked.

"Chris! We're playing hide and seek and he's nearly done counting!" You replied.

"Okay, we never saw you then." Matt said, as Nick threw the blanket back over you, just as Chris appeared from the stairs.

"Oh hey guys. Your back quick." Chris mentioned, seeing his brothers.

"Yeah, the gas station wasn't busy so we got in and out quickly, same with the store." Nick said.

"Oh cool. Well Y/n is here and we're playing hide and seek." He said, not knowing you had just told them.

"That explains the shoes." Matt said, playing along.

Chris nodded and ran upstairs to Nick's room, wondering if you were hiding up there.

"So do we just sit here and pretend we haven't seen you?" Nick questioned, sitting on the opposite end of the sofa.

"Yes!" You exclaimed.

Nick shook his head, playing on his phone as Matt giggled. Chris soon came running down and stood in the middle of the room.

"She's not up there, Matt's room next!" He shouted, dashing to the next bedroom.

"My nose is itchy." You mumbled, trying not to move.

"Shut the fuck up. Part of hide and seek is to be quiet." Nick mumbled, his eyes still focused on his phone.

"Not in here!" Chris shouted from Matt's room.

"I honestly don't know how he hasn't checked here yet, it's obvious." Matt mentioned.

A few minutes went by and Chris was still dashing around, checking every part of the house, besides where you were actually hiding. Matt and Nick shared a look as Chris came back.

"Dude..." Matt muttered.

"You serious?" Nick questioned.

"What? Oh wait!" Chris cheered, finally coming over and pulling the blanket off you.

"Found you!" He exclaimed.

"Finally." You mumbled, scratching your nose.

"Our place isn't even that big yet you couldn't find her." Matt said in disbelief.

"Well how about you both join in now." Chris suggested.

"Why not, got nothing better to do." Nick agreed, placing his phone down.

You smiled, knowing your day just got better.

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Chapter 5

Masterlist

“Could…Could you at least keep your location on?” Mía is at the verge of frustration, but I try to keep it calm. The last thing she told me, probably helps her to realize what it feels like to be an older one.

That happens 20 minutes after I start my animated discussion with the big guy. He is right but I am asking for an act of mercy.

“Miss, I’m sorry, but…” I’m already red with desperation.

“Sir, please, please, just once, call her and she will know what to do!” Thankfully there wasn’t anyone nearby, one more time I arrived extremely late.

“Lad…” His new rejection pulled my last attempt. I didn't travel for more than 7 hours as I heard my little sister complain about my squandering without even telling her a reasonable reason.

I close my eyes and beg with my hands. “Sir, just one time, anyone in the paddock, I’m really, really, playing something huge here, I’m not lying to say this can cost me… more than I’m imagining right now.” 

“You should think before spended it.” I open my eyes, my hands still sticking together.

“I’m not talking about money.”

I don’t know if it was the conviction in my voice or a miracle, but he grabs his radio and calls for Violet of the media team in Red Bull. I don’t have anything more to do just sit on the ground hoping for the second part of the miracle.

“Do you want me to call for a paramedic?” I didn't get it at first but then I remember I have a red kinesiology tape from my shoulder up to the back of my neck; Anton put it on me before “send me home” for rest.

“Oh, no I’m fine, I already take my painkillers.” It’s not for causing pity, it’s the truth.

“You came here not knowing if you even will enter; correct me if I’m wrong, with a neck injury?” Now he wants to talk.

“Shoulder injury, and yeah, I take the risk. “ He bluffs looking at me like the first time I stand in front of him, with incredulity. “Because it's totally worth it.”

“OMG Y/N, what are you doing here?” Violet appears breathless as she takes out her cellphone looking for something. “Please don’t tell me Max was waiting for you?” 

I chuckle probably the last time Max wasn’t that happy that no one could find me. “Oh no, no, it’s the opposite.” 

“It’s ok, she can come in, I’ll give her a pass.” The big guy nodded and opened the door for me to get inside.

“Hey, girl!” He screams when we start to walk, this time in his eyes I see acknowledgement. “Take care of that shoulder, all right?” 

I told Violet my journey, my spontaneous plan, my arriving here without warning and my almost useless attempt to contact her without having a clue of her full name, and my new friend. I omit the fact I haven't replay any of the texts from Max since Saturday morning, and the missing calls.

“OH! I see, I see, I can help you with that.” Violet walked with me to the stands, where family and friends of the pilots could see the race without problem. 

The experience was probably what Max expected I got through when he invited me to Silverston. I was able to see the race really close; with 10 laps remaining, I stood and walked back to a similar room where Max gave me the T-Shirt. Max celebate like nothing happened. I watch all the ceremony from the T.V in the room, waiting twisting my fingers in my hands.

“How could you not know where I left it?” I hear clearly angry Max. “I left it next to the bottle.” I walked slowly standing in the corner next to the entrance where he couldn’t see me so easily.

“We’ll look for it Max, take it easy.” They are coming closer.

“Or I could go and do it myself, I bet the person inside can wait a couple of minutes.” I imagine him with lethal eyes in his face.

“I don’t think the person inside is the person you want to make her wait.” This time I recognized Violet's voice. “Lisent Max, go and then you can look for your cell phone, for christ sake.” She’s clearly done with him.

He enters head down and moves it side to side, annoying but obedient like a few times; he switches his mood to a polite one but when he doesn't see anyone he opens his arms and lets it fall with a hard sound. No one else follows him.

“See, no one, now if you let me…” He speaks as he turns but in the middle of it, he sees me smiling big at him.

We both walk faster, he hugs me, both of his arms around my neck, the last thing I saw before closing my eyes is a wide open smile on his face.

“OMG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” He speaks as he buried his face on my neck, I rub his back as I giggle, I never get used to this comfy sensation.

“Surprise.” He splits and touches softly with his fingers my chin, where probably the scar that forms the bowstring stains in a line, red wine color.

“Why…where…how do you get in here?” He asked me as pull me closer.

“You must give me credit for this, please, it wasn't easy, at all.” I grab his cap which is about to fall from his head.

“For sure. This is great, amazing… You are amazing, still do you know how nervous I was for not replying to any of my texts or calls?” I hear his question as he splits, rushing his words. I give him a peck on his cheek, like he said I recharge him.

This time he blushes, a red pop of color in his face.

We start to talk, he quickly understands I really don’t want to talk about how the examination goes so he keeps explaining to me things I still don’t understand from the race, but when we reach the garage I see media people from Red Bull quickly surround him.

The mere fact of flashes and voices whispering out loud causes a flashback in my mind. The incessant questions, just predicting the worst scenarios, others remember I’m leaving my team in the middle of a huge competition, didn't leave me breath. 

I feel a cold sweat, the need to run away appears one more time. “I’ll see you later all right?” 

Max knew that stopping a girl in the garage surrounded by cameras and reporters giving something to talk about is the last thing we need; so he nodded and walked where GP is talking with Christian, still I know that conflicted eyes.

I see Violet talking far away from the cameras with other girls, before I leave I need to thank her “Thanks Violet.” I hugged her and she did the same. 

“Any time Y/N now you have my phone for anything you need.” I assent and walk with one thing in mind, leave.

My steps were automatic as I reached the exit texting Mia; I’ll spend the night here and I will take a plane back home tomorrow morning. 

“Go back home safe, girl!” The big guy screams when he sees me walking through the door, I smile at him and wave my hand. I definitely made a new friend.

In the hotel I heard all the telling from Mia, even though I hate to admit she is right, I act reckless after a big meeting.

Mia takes a deep breath and calms her down. “And now you are in the hotel alone, that’s what makes me more angry, who think he is?” I already told her all the story. If I want peace, this is the kind of things I hope she understands.

“Oh come on Mia! I came here without a heads up, I knew he would have tons of things to do.” Through a video call it is clear to see her exasperation. “Besides, I’m the one who ran away.”

Literally.

“Whatever. Make sure to get home safe ok?” Even after her anger Mia moves me with her corner.

“I’ll do it mom” Mia laughs and wishes me good night. 

I replay the last text of Max apologizing for not being able to have dinner with me, but he already has scheduled a dinner with Charles and Lando; after that I fell asleep so quickly that the only thing that woke me up was my alarm, buzzing on my hand.

I reserve my flight as the first thing in the morning, I grab the bag I pack and run out of the room, no bother in reading the message I have. 

Thankfully Anton is already rescheduled for Tuesday morning, that means I have a free Monday, giving time to do my weekend activities, go to the grocery store, keep me updated with my morning runs and cleaning the apartment.  

Max told me he will make up with me, as soon as he arrives in Milton Keynes and I keep saying it’s ok, I saw him, that was the main point of my little travel.

A week later, Monday morning starts with a run through the hallways when I see Anton’s text telling me we will be working in the space he arranged when the coaches came. But when I enter a strong boom and color papers fly in front of me, scare me.

“OH SHIT!” I dropped my phone, I heard the sound of familiar laughs that made my heart beat like crazy.

I see them, Olivia, Charlotte, and Rachel, my team with party hats and Olivia holding a cake, counting until 3 and starting to sing “Happy birthday.” 

“OMG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! In a single hug I practically forced Liam to catch the cake in the air. 

“What do you mean? Happy birthday!” Charlotte says still sticking to my side. She is the youngest of the team, she resembles Mia a lot. 

“Well, getting ahead a couple of days before your birthday.” Oliva, the team leader and the older of us, corrected her. She was right, my birthday will be in a week.

“Oh, but that’s not all.” Rachel, the brave girl who stepped up when I got injured a year ago, covers my eyes and turns me around. 

“Tadaaa!!” They scream as she removes her hands.

“THERE IS NOT FUCKING WAY!” I scream as I run where Matthew is waiting for me with open arms, he carefully holds me arms around my waist, shaking me from side to side, an old habit we had.

Matthew is my best friend and my partner in all the duplet competitions, we met when we were 7 years old in our first days of training in a more professional way, the bond we made was quick and became stronger year by year. Marie Anne calls us the gold coins, I can proudly say in all these years we have a modest amount of 10 gold medals as a team.

“LOOK AT YOU!” We walk back to reunite with the girls. “You look amazing!” He passed his arms around my shoulder pulling me closer. 

“I’m amazing.” It’s incredible having them here, it feels like being at home one more time.

They explained to me, they made a quick stop before going to Antalya for the competition, and they refused to let me pass my birthday alone. After my face was covered with chocolate from the cake and we sat down to eat, I introduced them properly to Anton, bragging a little bit about our achievements. After a while Liam and Anton offer to go and buy something to eat, leaving us alone for a while. 

That gave me time to explain what the coaches told me. Robert recognised my technique and my pression but his concern about the resistance on my shoulder in the long term. Marie Anne, who is actually Matt’s coach, told me it’s a notorious recovery still she is unsure a year is enough time for avoiding a reinjury. Will has two petitions, he needs my shoulder to be stronger and keep in physiotherapy at least 3 months more and they come for evaluating me, one more time.

“We imagined that from Will but that was a little bit harsh from Marie Anne.” Charlotte says, taking a sip of her bottle.

“I’ll give you 2.” Olivia said, patting my head. “In two months you will get that.” 

Liam and Anton arrive a couple of minutes later with some sandwiches and sodas. “Don’t tell your coaches I’m giving you these.” Liam laughing clearly for me didn't mean a problem but they will have a competition in 3 days.

“Please kids, go and wash your hands.” Anton says as he searches for cups. 

The team told us they will leave tomorrow night, that gives us a whole day. They give me full attention, and help me to practice some shoots. They mentioned things I wasn't doing right either because I let it pass or I'm still unsure of my shoulder. Anton and Liam let us go early with a new surprise; Charlotte already has scheduled a dinner in a nice restaurant. 

In the dinner we spoke about the training, funny moments, how good some teams are this year and the challenge that represents for Rachel switching Compound Arch for Recurved Arch. One more time I feel part of a world I love.

Early in the morning they insisted on making breakfast, just they didn't know I usually don't have breakfast at home so I ran out of morning supplies. “Ok, ok, I'll go with you.” Matt and I were walking to the nearest store, 8 blocks away.

“Max was great, I mean running in his home must be exciting” He distracted me on purpose because I didn't notice those words until I answered.

“You have no idea, still the weather was kind of tricky.” My words came naturally as I opened a bag of bread. “Fuck!”

Matt makes my arm tingle in his arm. “Yeah, I see you.” The panic on my expression made him continue. “Don't worry, no one else knows that, I’ll see you in one of the many photos a random person takes.” 

Matthew used to date a girl who is a huge fan of F1. “I thought you already got over that phase.” They broke up 9 months ago.

“You're turning this to me, clever girl.” As we walk he lends his head over mine. “Just be careful, ok? Next year we'll have a big target to hit, don't feel pressured, but…” 

I feel his breathing going slowly. “We need you there, I mean I can carry this federation on my own.”

That makes me laugh. “Ok I get it, I get it.” Slowly I open the new jar of Nutella we just bought. “He is number one too, believe me, I’m focused on being just with the best.” I covered his nose with chocolate and ran back home.

As they say, they left at night, not before Liam at the request of their coaches put them through a hard training, he said, they’ll be able to sleep like babies in the plane. 

“Take care ok?” Olivia hugs me so tight, but carefully not pressing my shoulder too much. “We came back and got you out here, promise.” I nod and the younger girls do the same.

“Love you. Don’t take my words the wrong way, I’m just worried.” Matt kissed the top of my head. 

After we saw the plane lifting from the ground Liam took me home so I can rest, he said; I quote. <Big changes tomorrow.>

I totally forgot my last text to Max was yesterday at night, he must be busy because he didn’t even read it. 

<That’s great honey! Rest, love you!> I can hear the excitement of dad after Liam sent him the video of me practicing some shots, almost perfectly.

At the hour Max and I usually talk I prepare for calling him when someone knocks the door, twice.

“You forget the ke…” I open the door thinkin Liam was at the other side but the soft light of a candle in a dark hallway calls my attention.

“Happy birthday.” I raise my sight from the small cupcake.

“Amm, thanks but…” I barely can contain my smile. “It’s not my birthday.” 

Max now was clearly speechless. “What? But…but… I see the cake, the hugs and kisses.”

“Oh.” He rushes to his answer. 

“I mean, I was passing by and it’s almost impossible not to see the flying color papers, the big letters, the cake, strange persons, a guy kissing you.” He is so cute.

“I already told you about Matty.” He bluffs, rolling his eyes. 

“Matty?! Yeah you talked about Matthew.” I am fighting for the urge to touch him.

“Are you mad or are you jealous?” He opened his eyes round as plate while I take the cupcake, blowing out the candle, or the wax will burn his fingers

“What, what? Why… Wh…Why I be?” He’s a shuttering. He is jealous, it’s funny how much this buzz could make me feel happy, maybe, just maybe he felt the same as I feel for him. 

“Let me think for more than a second.” I bite the cupcake, red velvet, my favorite. 

I’m lost one more time in his words, this time I couldn't avoid laughing. “Max, what are you talking about?” 

“OF COURSE I’M JEALOUS! Come on! Your teammates come out of the blue, and yeah, I get, it is or it will be or it was your birthday and he even gets you to laugh like that, looking so happy, I feel so so so… watching from far away .” He didn’t even realize but he just caged both of his hands at the side of head. 

I’m trapped inside the apartment, against the wall. Max is so close to me.

I grip his jacket and pull him to press my lips against his cheek. “You make me feel like my birthday is every day, you don't need to know the specific date to make me feel, and laugh like that.” He can splits still he keeps his face a few cm of my face, I smile at him. 

Suddenly he lost his words. “You stain us with whipped cream.” He looks and smiles shyly, letting down his head, carefully resting on my shoulder, both of us laughing.

“Now could I move, go and prepare something for dinner, I’m hungry.” He smiles and lets down his arms.

“I’ll order something.” He took out his cellphone clearly embarrassed for his lack of control a few seconds ago. This time I stand on my tip toes, kissing the corner of his lips. 

The cherry color in his face turns strawberry pink and that blue eye gives the perfect contrast.

[clara-maybe-ontheroad]

Random thoughts about Sand/Ray (Only Friends ep 1)

Rewatched the first episode of Only Friends and I have a few (many) random thoughts, here are just the ones about Ray and Sand because they deserved a whole post (everyone else is in this other post) :

Ray mentions his dad in the first scene we ever see him in, getting mad at Sand who told him not to be a burden on other people and replying "are you my father ?"... Foreshadowing much ?

The first interaction between Ray and Sand ends with Sand telling Mew to take care of his friend, and you believe that's what Mew is doing but then next party he abandons him

Ray throwing up and his friends immediately letting him go and pushing him away is... funny in the context of the scene but again I think telling us something about how they're all going to treat him

(Sand/First opening and closing the intro is *chef's kiss*, he's not the main character clearly but as an outsider and a "morally straight" guy he's going to be a force to shake things up I'm sure)

Sand and Ray's second interaction immediately revolves around once again Ray being a burden but also Ray's friends not being present enough for him and Sand disapproves of both

Did Ray already drink and drive before this ? Did anyone stop him before?

Ray's throw up sound in this episode are truly awful and make me quite uncomfortable. Good acting though

Him immediately passing out on a random man's shoulder after being taken to this stranger's place does imply a worrying lack of survival instinct. Baby he could steal your livers ! or what's left of it

(The owner of YOLO bar is Yo, as reiterated many times by Ray and Sand, and given how often he's mentioned he must have a role in the story, but he's hasn't shown up yet ?) (Edit : didn't know Yo was played by Jennie so we have actually seen her around, just haven't gotten a proper scene with her, looking forward to really meeting her !)

Ray becoming aggressive and accusing Sand of stealing his stuff only after Sand says he didn't sleep with him and didn't even consider it seems to indicate that Ray truly thinks people can only take an interest in him for sex or for money. Arf this continues to get more sad

The fact that Ray actually checks his pockets when Sand gives him back his clothes is so indicative of what's actually important to him : not his safety or consent but his material possessions and external signs of wealth

Ray complaining to Mew that he got kicked out by Sand for no reasons is so rich, but again I think Ray truly doesn't realise how what he said was offensive because he's so closed in his own bubble

But Mew saying he thought Boston was taking care of Ray when he literally just asked Ray how he got home last night and knew that Boston refused to take care of Ray is so hypocritical ?! And goes to show he wasn't really bothered to make sure Ray had a way to go home safely. He assumed he'd be fine on his own and didn't care that much

Ray sad that his crush is talking to someone else and driving home alone in his fancy car in a tee shirt that says "Poor Boy" is High Comedy

Boston asking Ray why doesn't he just become Mew's boyfriend was such a dick move, but also Ray is so convincing at denying he would be ? Is it because he's so used to lying about this, or because he doesn't think he's worth Mew's affection so he doesn't even dream of being his boyfriend ?

Ray does have a habit of just exiting the situation for something that his friend all excuse as being one of his addictions (drinking, smoking) and they don't even try to stop him

Sand tells Ray he has his lighter because he got him drunk and stole from him with such confidence I don't care that he's joking he could be telling the truth and I'd find it hot

The moment Sand actually gets visibly angry is when Ray tells him that Sand caring is "boyfriend behaviors" and that's telling on how Sand is disgusted with the idea of being his boyfriend but also resents the fact that caring about being respected is something only boyfriends do... when in fact people who are only friends can too ! (see what I did there)

That dialogue between them does illustrate the power of not just saying sorry, but saying thank you. Which is an actual thing I try to apply in my own life so I thank the show for reminding me haha

the softness in the voice of Sand when he then says "obviously" and agrees to give his lighter to Ray made me melt

Ray's eyes during the whole scene are truly so seductive, Khao does know his fuck me eyes very well

There's no conclusion except to say Sand is going to get fucked by Ray in more ways than one and I'm looking forward to it

[taeswolfie]

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 : 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆

☽︎𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍☾︎

Ch.04 - Ch.06

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

Word count: 2.1k

"Just a friendly reminder- parent/teacher conferences are tonight. Students below a 'C' average are required to attend. I won't name you, because the shame and self-disgust should be more than enough punishment." Y/n rolled her eyes at Mr. Harris' snide comments. She really couldn't stand him. If he hated teens as much as he acts like he does, why is he even a teacher? Probably because he enjoys being a huge d- "Has anyone seen Scott McCall?" Her internal insults are cut off when Mr. Harris stands next to the table her and Stiles are seated at and notices the boy's absence.

He stares at Stiles who is preoccupied highlighting his textbook, the cap held between his lips. Seeming to feel the teacher's stare, Stiles looks up at him. Everyone's attention is drawn to the opening of the door as Jackson walks in. Y/n furrows her brows at his unusually pale complection. Stiles had told her what he'd seen with his dad the night before and it worried her, especially because she hasn't heard from or seen Lydia at all today.

Jackson takes his seat and Mr. Harris puts a comforting hand on his back. "Hey, Jackson. If you need to leave early for any reason, you let me know." Y/n rolled her eyes again. Wow, one teenager Mr. Harris doesn't hate. Jackson nodded and Mr. Harris walked to the front again. "Everyone, start reading chapter nine." He stopped at his desk, his back still facing the students. "Mr. Stilinski." Stiles looked up again from his highlighting after being called. "Try putting the highlighter down between paragraphs. It's Chemistry, not a coloring book."

Stiles looked at him before throwing his head back to spit the cap out in the air and catch it in his hand. While he was doing this Y/n watched him from the corner of her eye, enjoying the movements a little more than she was currently willing to admit. Stiles then leaned towards Danny who sat behind him. "Hey, Danny. Can I ask you a question?" He whispered.

"No." He responded and Y/n smiled into her textbook.

"Well, I'm going to anyway. Um, did Lydia show up in your homeroom today?"

Danny sighed. "No."

"Can I ask you another question?"

"The answer's still no."

"Does anyone know what happened to her and Jackson last night?"

"He wouldn't... Tell me."

"But he's your best friend."

"Some things you can't tell or talk about. Even to your best friend." Y/n whispered, not lifting her eyes from her book, and Stiles glanced at her.

"One more question."

"What?" Danny sounded a bit irritated.

"Do you find me attractive?" Danny didn't answer and Stiles leaned forward in anticipation. Y/n caught him before he fell but he still made a loud noise with his chair and bumped the table. He scrambled up in his chair and fixed himself from his little flub.

...

The bell rings and Y/n and Stiles walk together down the halls. "Why is he not answering?" He complained, glaring at his phone as he gets Scott's voicemail once again.

"My guess? He's with Allison. I haven't seen her today either and it's her birthday so he probably took her out on an adorkable date."

Stiles sighed in frustration and dialed Scott again. "What?" Y/n heard Scott's irritable answer.

"Finally! Have you been getting any of my texts?"

"Yeah, like all 9 million of them."

"Do you have any idea what's going on? Lydia is totally M.I.A., Jackson looks like he's got a time bomb inserted into his face, another random guy's dead, and you have to do something about it."

"Like what?"

"Something."

"Okay, I'll deal with it later." Scott hastily hung up and Stiles shoved his phone in his pocket, upset with Scott's indifference to the situation.

"Hey, I was wanting to check up on Lydia, see how she's doing. You wanna come with me?" Y/n offered.

"Yeah, I'd like to see how she is too. I'll give you a ride."

"Thanks." Y/n smiled at him and they made their way out of the school.

...

"Hey, Mrs. Martin." Y/n smiled at Lydia's mother when she opened the door.

"Hello, Y/n. What brings you and your friend here?"

"This is Stiles, we wanted to see how Lydia is doing. I heard she had a bad night, thought I could cheer her up?"

"Of course! I'm sure she'd be happy to see you. Come on in." Natalie let the teens in and led them up to Lydia's room where she knocked on the door and slowly opened it. Lydia was sprawled in her bed, propped up on her elbow and lazily resting her head on her hand. She was in her royal blue nightie and boredly looking at her nails. "Honey, Y/n and a Stiles are here to see you."

There's a pause. "I know Y/n, but what the hell is a 'Stiles'?" Lydia responds, her voice lacking it's usual spunk.

Stiles and Y/n look at Natalie in question. "She took a little something to ease her nerves." She admitted. "You can- you can go in."

"Thanks." They said and stepped into the grey colored room. Mrs. Martin walked away and Lydia propped her hand on her hip to look at her guests.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"We were just making sure you're okay." Stiles answered.

She smacked her lips a bit, looking at her hand until her eyes drifted back to them. "Why?" She patted the bed. Stiles stuttered so Y/n took the offered seat.

"Because we were worried about you today. How are you feeling?" Y/n asked.

Lydia stretched her arm out before placing it on Y/n's head to pet her hair. "I feel..." Lydia got close to Y/n's face and smiled. "Fantastic."

"Uh-huh." The h/c nodded, smiling in amusement.

Stiles' eyes widened as he looked away from the girls and spotted the pill bottles on her nightstand. "Oh!" He picked one up and read the label. "I bet you can't say, uh, 'I saw Suzy sittin' at the shoeshine shop' ten times fast."

Lydia raised her brows at the challenge. "I saw Shuzy-" She stopped and blinked. "I shaw…" She trailed off this time and leaned down as Stiles put the bottle back. Her eyes became distant as she looked in space. "I saw..."

"What? Lydia, what did you see?" Y/n asked her friend, moving some of Lydia's hair behind her ear so she could see her better.

"Something."

"Something like... Like a mountain lion?" She asked gently.

"A mountain lion." Lydia nodded slightly.

"Are you sure you saw a mountain lion, or are you just saying that because that's what the police told you?" Stiles questioned.

"A mountain lion." She repeated.

Stiles grabbed her stuffed giraffe from her table and held it up to her. "What's this?"

She looked at the stuffy. "A mountain lion."

"Okay." He put it back. "You're so drunk." Lydia dropped her head onto Y/n's lap. Y/n sighed and gently stroked her hair.

"Why don't you wait outside? I'll see if I can get her to sleep." She said.

"Uh, yeah, yeah, sure. I'll, uh, be out here." Stiles awkwardly left the room and Y/n shook her head at his behavior, a small smile on her face.

Lydia leaned back on her elbow and gave Y/n a loopy smile. "I have a friend who looks just like you." She mumbled.

"Really? What's she like?"

"Really funny. Kinda mysterious. Blind to her emotions." She started studying her nails again.

"Blind?" Lydia gave a sharp nod, similar to a child. "How?"

"I dunno. Like a bat?" Lydia giggled at her own joke. "She's coming around, though. I think. She's becoming less… Batty."

Y/n furrowed her brows at her, not really able to follow Lydia's doped up half-thoughts. She decided to brush it off, instead focusing on putting Lydia to sleep. She kneeled next to her bed and gave her a gentle smile. "Lydia." Y/n lightly called. "Lydia, look at me." Y/n gently cradled Lydia's face in her hands as her eyes glowed. Lydia's gaze met hers and her green gaze seemed to grow more distant. "It's time to relax. Take a deep breath." The red head obeyed, taking a calming breath in and out. "And sleep." Her eyes flashed brightly, the color reflected in Lydia's eyes. Y/n's hands slipped from her face as she fell onto her back, now deep in a peaceful slumber.

Y/n sighed and her eyes dimmed as she looked at her friend a moment longer. She wasn't worried about Lydia seeing her eyes. Between the pills and her sleep aid, she won't remember seeing them. Y/n glanced at Lydia's phone when it lit up and picked it up to put it on silent so she could rest undisturbed. She moved away from the text notification and found a video from the night before. A video that showed the Alpha in his monstrous form running out of the video store. She sent the video to her own phone and deleted it from Lydia's. Lydia didn't need that terrifying reminder.

...

Y/n sits on Stiles' bed. She had shown him the video from Lydia and now he was pacing as he tried to get ahold of Scott, yet again only getting his voicemail. "Hey, it's me again. Look, Y/n found something, and we don't know what to do, okay? So if you could turn your phone on right now, that'd be great. Or else I'll kill you. Do you understand me? I'm gonna kill you. And I'm too upset to come up with a witty description about how exactly I'm gonna kill you, but I'm just gonna do it, okay? I'm gonna- uhg!" He gripped the phone in frustration. "Goodbye." He tossed the phone down and sank down into his desk chair with a sigh.

Y/n got up from the bed and stood next to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, it's gonna be okay." He gave a weak nod that did absolutely nothing to convince her. "Do you need a hug? I'm told I give the best." She smiled and nudged him, making him actually smile. She put her arms over his shoulders and he put his around her waist, resting his head on her middle as she leaned over a bit to hug him better. He sighed a bit and let his eyes close. She was right, she does give great hugs. A sudden knock on his bedroom door made Stiles jump back from her, sighing when he saw his dad standing there.

"Please tell me I'm gonna hear good news at this parent/teacher thing tonight."

"Depends on how you define 'good news'." Stiles responded.

"I define it as you getting straight A's with no behavioral issues."

"You might wanna rethink that definition." Stiles cringed a bit.

"Enough said. What about you, Y/n? Any good news for Deaton at least?"

"Yessir. A's and B's, a couple C's, and only minimal behavioral issues." She smiled.

"Good going." He left the room then and Stiles sighed again as he rewatched the video on Y/n's phone.

"Scott, where the hell are you?" He muttered.

After a while Y/n got a call from Alan asking where Scott was. When she told him she had no idea he asked if she could come in to help in Scott's place which she said yes to. "I gotta go to the Clinic." She told Stiles once she hung up.

"Do you need a ride?" Stiles asked.

She shook her head. "No, I'm good. Thanks anyway." She smiled at him as she gathered her stuff. "I'll see you later. And don't agonize too much over where Scott is, okay? He'll come around soon enough. The parent/teacher conference is tonight anyway, he has to be there." Stiles nodded and she gave him a wave as she left his room.

By the time Y/n got to the Clinic Alan had to leave for the school for the conference and he left her to lock up. She made sure the food and water was filled and that the Doberman had his medicine. She locked up the front door, but didn't leave the Clinic yet, opting to sit in the back room by herself for a while. She sat with her back against the wall, closing her eyes and leaning her head back with a sigh.

In this quiet back room, with only a few sounds from the animals in the other room, she could pretend for a while that nothing was wrong. Nothing bad was happening. There was no angry Alpha, no mysterious motives, no supernatural situations. She was just Y/n, a simple human girl in a simple town. But she wasn't human and nothing in Beacon Hills is ever simple.

Ch.06

[finallydelight]

Loving the drama Jen 😆 Meeting the members was so funny and Mark is just adorable ❤️ I was hoping maybe (if you have the time) for a small drabble or something for Ming and Shua. I've been obsessing over Joshua lately and the way he takes care of the members is so cute. So Ming and Mama Shua on one of their little outings together would be so sweet. 😘 Thank you Jenny and I wish you all the best for the new year ✨️

Bracelet Buddies | Ming Chapter

author’s note: aren’t we all obsessing over joshua lately? hehe ☺️ but thank you so much for the request, glitter! I had fun writing this one! it started as a drabble, but I couldn’t help to sprinkle some markmingjun drama in there 🤭 I wish you all the happiness in the world, my dear! happy new year, everyone !! 🎊

December 20, 2022

The timid knocks on her bedroom door took Ming's attention away from her phone. ''Yeah?'' The door opened and Joshua walked in, his signature smile on his face.

''Yerimie~,'' he sang her name, ''you want to go out with me?'' He asked, sitting down next to her on her bed.

Ming gave him a glance. ''Oppa, I love you a lot, but you're more like a brother to me.'' She teased him, a smirk on her face. Joshua lightly pinched her side. ''Hey! You know what I mean, we haven't done something in a while.''

''Yeah, because you're always with Dokyeom-oppa.'' She mumbled under her breath, not realising she was thinking out loud. Now, it was Joshua's turn to be the teasing one. ''I think someone here is jealous.''

''Jealous? Wha- what do you mean jealous?'' Ming stuttered, caught off guard by Joshua having heard what she said. ''You're jealous of Dokyomie~'' He teased her some more, pinching her side again.

Ming slapped his hand away. ''Stop it, you!''

''Why are you complaining, anyway? Every time I want to hang out with you, you're either with Soomin or Chaeyoung.''

She simply shrugged her shoulders at his words, knowing that most of the times she's told Joshua she's with Soomin or Chaeyoung, she's actually with Mark or Yeonjun.

''What do you wanna do, oppa?'' Ming changed subjects.

Joshua stood back up again, walking side to side as he spilled out his ideas. ''Maybe we can go eat something and watch a movie afterwards? Or we can go to Han River? Karaoke? We haven't done that in a while.'' He commented, his scrunched nose indicating he was deep in thought.

''We could also go to that cat café? I know you normally go with Wonwoo, but I wouldn't mind going there. Oh, I got some new beads, we could make some bracelets and put on a movie?'' Ideas flew from his lips, making Ming overwhelmed by all the options he had.

Once he was done, Joshua patiently waited for her to make her choice. ''Making bracelets sounds nice, it's a little too cold for me outside.'' Ming decided, not too keen on going out of the dorm.

Joshua brightly smiled, happy with her answer. ''Okay, I'll get my box!'' He opened her door to walk to his room. ''You can choose the movie, Yer.''

''Okay.''

Ming and Joshua regularly used to go on little dates with each other. When the weather was decent, they would take their bikes and cycle around Seoul, and they would go to the cinema after they got too tired. Their dates also were the start of Joshua's love for making bracelets, as Ming had brought the idea to him.

Some time had passed since their last one. The tour got in the way and since her whole situationship with Mark had happened, there had been this unaddressed tension between them. The tension wasn't too bad, but ever since Joshua admitted to not trusting the younger man, he and Ming hadn't hung out with just the two of them. So, she was delighted to know that Joshua wanted to do a small activity with her like old times again.

''Hey, can we watch Matilda? The original one. Soomin got mad at me, because I hadn't seen it.'' Ming suggested to him, remembering a few weeks earlier when her best friend had mentioned Netflix making a musical adaptation of the 1996 film.

''Yeah, sure, that's a good one.'' Joshua was already seated at the table, setting everything up to make the bracelets.

After she started the movie, Ming took the seat next to him and noticed the new beads he had bought. ''Wow! I like those! Where did you get them?'' She asked, grabbing the bag and admiring them.

''I got them in Japan, there was this small shop and I saw them in the window.'' Joshua explained, taking the bag from Ming's hand and opening it.

After a mere few minutes, the movie had already become background noise as the two focused on their bracelets and their conversation. ''Are you making one for my birthday?'' Ming asked him, grinning at the older man.

''I got you something else for your birthday.'' He answered. Her head turned to him upon hearing his reply. ''Really? What did you get me?'' Ming became immediately curious.

Joshua's focus stayed on his bracelet. ''You'll know on your birthday! By the way, mine is still before yours! I should be asking you what you're getting me.'' He argued, one eyebrow raised at her.

''I got you a shirt.''

''Why are you telling me that? Now it's not a surprise anymore.'' Joshua exclaimed, shocked that Ming would just tell him what his present was.

She laughed at his frustrated expression. ''I was hoping that you would tell me what your present for me was, if I told you what I got for you.''

''You're just gonna have to wait.'' He smirked.

''Can you at least give me a hint?''

''No.''

''Why not?''

''Because I don't want to.''

''You suck.''

''Thank you.''

Ming sighed at his persistence, she just wanted to know what he had gotten for her birthday.

''Anyway, how are things with, uh, Mark?'' Ming was surprised he asked about the NCT member, thinking it was the last thing Joshua would want to talk about.

She gave him a confused glance. ''What? I can't ask you about that?'' He said, looking wide-eyed.

''I haven't seen him since I went to their concert.'' Lie.

''Do you still talk to him?'' He continued.

''Not much, honestly.'' Another lie.

He simply nodded, taking her words in. ''How come?'' Joshua was stunned, he thought Ming was still seeing him between schedules.

''You know, I'm busy with the tour and everything, he's busy with his own things, it's just too, uh, difficult.'' She stopped her eye-contact with Shua and focused herself on finishing her bracelet, being uneasy talking about Mark or for better words, lying about Mark.

''I think it's better this way, to be honest. You're both too busy to make time for each other and it's gonna hurt you in the end, so maybe you're better off this way.'' She felt bad for lying, because she could hear the sincerity in his voice and this was also the first time in a while that Shua didn't roll his eyes when talking about the young Canadian.

Ming hummed, not knowing how to appropriately answer him. ''Yeah, that's, uh, a good point, I guess.'' She would tell him the truth and say she's still seeing him, and that there's even another person there, but she likes that this is her own thing. She loves the members, they're family to her, but there are certain factors of her life that she would like to keep for herself and that includes her romantic interests.

''I always make good points,'' he smiled, ''here, should I give this one to Seungkwan?'' Joshua held his bracelet up to Ming's face for her to inspect it.

She briefly looked at it. ''Yeah, it's really nice.'' Ming absentmindedly said, her head occupied with guilt over not being honest to the people she considered her brothers.

''You alright, Ming?'' Joshua noticed her mood shift, a bit worried.

She briefly turned her head to him. ''Yeah, I just realised that I don't have a clue what to give Seungkwan-oppa.''

''You're the last one to worry about that, you could give him a kiss and he would be happy with that.''

Taglist: @mystic-luv @cosmicwintr @mythicalamphitrite @billboard-singer @stopeatread @still-astray @sakuurra @multiplums @giverosespls @seongwhaffels @kimhyejin3108 @smoooore

[alexx013]

Platonic (could be interpreted as romantic) Mammon X Reader

Also a bit of platonic Luke X Reader

Angst🌧️ -> Comfort⛅ (-> Chaos🌪️)

TW: academic validation, school sucks, MC has daddy issues

Word count: 823

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A/N: Hii, it's my first post here. Hope you like it

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When life on Earth was a hard task, the one with the seven Princes of Hell in Devildom isn't much easier. Not only does the RAD have very high expectations for its students, so you often found yourself barely getting any sleep just to finish some tasks and study, but the brothers are a pain.

Their constant bickering, calling each other names and then coming to you for reassurance or to get things of their shoulders was tiring. Between Lucifer complaining about the others driving him crazy, Asmodeus being insecure about his looks, and Mammon just wanting comfort and few nice words coming from you, you barely found time for bettering your own mental health. You loved them dearly, but being the therapist friend and feeling good about yourself almost never worked together.

One day the teacher gave back the tests you spent ages studying for. You felt pretty confident about getting an okay-ish grade, but when the teacher put the white as snow paper with the red like blood marks you felt as if a knot was tightening in your stomach. Even after studying so much you.. didn't pass. You quickly pinched the bridge of your nose to avoid any tears forming in your eyes and started counting the points, maybe the teacher made a mistake? They didn't, you really didn't pass.

Before you could get of out the class and go home, since it was your last the teacher told you to stay in class for a bit longer. Once everyone left they sat at their desk and with a disappointed look said:

"You didn't pass, I'm very disappointed. You should have studied more".

You quickly left the building and made your way towards HoL, wanting to barricade yourself in your room as quickly as possible.

You locked the door and jumped on the wooden bed with grey duvets, finally feeling safe in the closed space of your room. You left a few sniffles, as the words said by your teacher lingered in your memories. They reminded you of your dad, never showing any signs of being proud, yet always nitpicking every mistake you made.

Tears started forming in your eyes as you tried to muffle your voice by covering your mouth with a hand. You whispered:

"Haven't I given enough?"

to yourself as tears started streaming down your cheeks and started gathering on the pillow. You held your duvet tighter, as if was the only form of comfort you believed you deserved. You heard voices in your head and they were laughing at you:

"You're such a failure. You never can do anything right. You don't deserve anyone"

But before you could do anything about them you heard a song coming from your phone. It seems that someone was calling you. You quickly wiped away your tears, not wanting to ruin the facade of feeling fine even for yourself and looked at the screen. It was Luke. You answered and with your hoarse voice said:

- Yes Luke?

- MC, are you sick? You don't sound the best. Hold on for a while - the angel anwsered as he ended the call

Not so long after that, you heard a knock on your door. You staggered towards it thinking if you should open it, when you heard Mams voice:

- MC, Luke told me ya are sick. Why didn't ya tell me. I've got some tea and meds.

You unlocked the doors and opened them, so that the white haired demon could walk in. He set the things he was holding on your night table, then walking over to you. He gently patted your head saying: "You gotta take better care of yourself. Are you okay?"

That last sentence was too much for you. Tears started pouring out of your eyes as you hugged the demon tightly, to hide them. He was surprised at first from the sudden action, but then started softly stroking your back. He whispered: "Do ya wanna talk about it?", not wanting to startle you. When you shook your head, he asked again "How 'bout cuddles, and a little nap?", which to you agreed.

He laid on your bed, opening his arms so that he could embrace you later on. You joined him, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck as his arms wrapped around you. Your eyes started getting heavy and both of you started falling asleep accompanied by the sound of each other's heartbeat.

Extra ending:

You heard a loud knock on your door, stirring you awake. But before you could get up and do anything the door was kicked down. A certain demon with orange hair appeared in your room and asked:

- Do you have any snacks in your room? I'm hungry.

You laid there dumbfounded. Beel decided to leave the room but then a small blonde hair angel barged in yelling:

- I CAME HERE TO THE RESCUE... oh.. um, is it a bad time?

Luke ran out of your room as quickly as he could. You looked at Avatar of Greed peacefully sleeping beside you. In pure disbelief you said:

- How tf aren't you awake by now?

[lbova]

Rodney and Cappy's Aquarium Date

Hi everyone! Hope everyone is having a great day or night! I bring you another fanfic about my favorite Robots couple. Hope you enjoy!

Cappy's POV:

A few weeks ago, my boyfriend of two years, Rodney Copperbottom, asked me to be his wife. ME. Can you believe it? Of course I said yes! Who wouldn't want to marry such a kind and handsome bot?

Anyways, we decided that our wedding would take place in a few months or so, just so we can have everything prepared. We also need to send out invitations to our friends and family. Yeah... needless to say, we're already stressed out. But I don't want to think about any of that right now. Right now, I need to plan a date, maybe go somewhere we've never been together before. We've been to the Robot City Mall, multiple restaurants, we even went to the city fair! Where have I not taken him?

I pondered for a moment, then it hit me. I remember going to the aquarium all the time when I was a kid. I haven't been to the city's aquarium yet, so it'll be a new experience. I remember Rodney telling me that his parents couldn't afford the aquarium or zoos when he was a kid. He's always wanted to go though. I can take him to the city's aquarium tomorrow! It's the least I can do for him now that we're engaged.

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No one's POV (the next day):

"Cappy! Where are we going?! Come on, the suspense is killing me!", Rodney complained playfully. Earlier this morning, Cappy asked Rodney to close his eyes while she lead them to the surprise she had for them. Cappy found out the aquarium was only a 15 minute walk from their apartment, so she held his hand and guided him while his eyes remained closed.

"Don't peak! We're almost there!", Cappy replied a little too eagerly. Once they've arrived at the entrance of the aquarium, Cappy smirked. "Ok... now you can open your eyes."

As Rodney obeyed her, he looked up to the building. He saw a huge sign that read "Robot City Aquarium". Rodney was at a loss for words. He was so shocked he couldn't move. Cappy was waiting for some type of reaction from him. After a few seconds, Rodney smiled, showing his teeth. Cappy thought it made him look like a child, and she thought it was adorable. Rodney turned to look at his fiance and said, "Is this an actual aquarium!? Cappy, this is amazing! Thank you!" He grabbed Cappy's waist and lifted her up in the air, spinning her around. He gently put her down and hugged her tightly. Cappy couldn't help but laugh. "I know you've always wanted to go, so here we are!", she told him sweetly. Rodney let go of Cappy and spoke. "Well, why are we still outside? Let's go inside!", he said excitedly. He grabbed Cappy's hand and sped walked inside.

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Rodney and Cappy spent the entire day at the aquarium, admiring the fish and all of the other sea creatures they could find. And every exhibit they passed, Rodney would admire each one. Cappy's favorite exhibit was the sharks, while Rodney's favorite exhibit was the jellyfish, especially the ones that glow. Rodney and Cappy watched as the jellyfish danced around, changing colors from time to time. They could have sworn that they were in a trance, since they stayed there admiring the jellyfish for what seemed like years.

The aquarium closed at 6:30 pm, so Rodney and Cappy headed back to their apartment. During their walk home, Rodney wouldn't stop talking about everything he's seen today. Cappy loved listening to him talk, and she was happy that he enjoyed their fun little date. Cappy interrupted Rodney with a kiss on the cheek. "You're so cute... I love you", she said softly. Rodney lightly blushed and smiled at her. "I love you too, Cappy. Thank you again", he replied.

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Bonus: Picture of Rodney and Cappy's Aquarium Date in Gacha Life 2

Thank you for reading!

[archangeltwins]

living with this as an undiagnosed / misdiagnosed kid & teen, and now she wants to claim that she 'quit her job to take care of me'???????

examples I can remember/haven't entirely blocked out:

- calling me bitch, selfish, lazy, ungrateful, entitled, asshole, worthless

- empty-feeling praise or encouragement

- emotionally distant?

- felt my accomplishments were not my own, that they were only for them

- always had to pick which parent was right in a petty argument, to "back them up"

- NEVER felt that I was allowed to express emotions the correct way

- has never admitted she's wrong and makes me out to be the martyr instead

- accusing me of being a fibber, that everything that comes out of my mouth is a lie

- "you haven't been abused"

- wants me to apologize to her most times, instead of the other way around

- bringing up my past mistakes and provoking me into getting angry with her ("why are you always so angry with me/us?")

- ignoring my privacy or boundaries (wanting to know who I'm talking with, then tells me "she doesn't care who I talk to") on my phone/barging into bedroom unannounced, even when door is closed

- never let me shut/lock my door throughout childhood, always wanted me to keep it open "to see if I was doing anything suspicious"

- door taken off the hinges for punishments I can't remember/or blocked out entirely (stupid ones, like slamming too hard)

- always having to ask permission to do things (go out with friends/buy stuff/etc)

- telling me when I got upset that I was "too sensitive' or that I "couldn't take a joke"

- she has spanked me until I cried (younger), as I tried to protect my bottom from the smacks I was told to move my hands

- always thinks I have an "attitude" (and forbid I try to explain myself...)

- "I'm your mother!"

- "my house, my rules" (but if the house needed cleaning, it was "my" house too?)

- "I yell because I love you"

- "I brought you into this world, I can take you out" (threatening me with murder, great!)

- said that living "under their roof" was a privilege, not a right

- insults as sarcasm or put-downs, especially during lectures

- complains about how i never do anything, then jumps to do it once we offer (with a huff and "ungrateful" or "lazy")

- threatened suicide during a fit just to get us to pay attention to her

- said that if "[therapist] doesn't give them the answers they want" then I won't be going anymore

- threatened to take my phone/cut off service/etc to try and get me to feel...small? reliant on them?

- "you're not the adult in this house and you don't get to make the rules"

- also threatened to "take everything they've paid for" out of my room and leave me with the stuff I've bought

- threatening abandonment "driving off and never coming back"/etc after tirades

- "we're not the problem, you are"

- "we love you and want to see you happy" (right...)

- "we're the parents and you're the child"

- during "family meetings", she wanted to record what I say/do and I didn't get to have a say whether I want her to or not

- used to yell and get furious, then "apologize" and act completely normal (always thought that her quick flip to normalcy was so bewildering)

- used to make me decide my own punishment (soap/spoon/flyswatter/etc)

- threatening to send me to a psych ward bc of an autistic shutdown

- both of them used me as their sounding board to vent about the other parent when they should've been going to FUCKING THERAPY

- i would be so terrified of her blowups that i'd self-punish before she got home by putting all my electronics in her room

- sound of her car keys / car door shutting? instant dread and cold fear

[the-fiction-witch]

Date

Media IRL

Character Thomas Brodie Sangster

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Sexy

Concept Date Night

I rushed around like a chicken with its head cut off making sure everything was as perfect as possible fixing the flowers, fixing the candles, making sure dinner was not gonna burn, making sure the music was at a sensual low that could easily be spoken over, having changed my shirt about six times because I changed my mind on how I looked in the mirror. Scratch that I just caught myself in the mirror by the door and this blue shirt is out because I'm sweating! God fucking damn it I'm bad at this. I threw my shirt into the laundry spraif half a can of deodorant and body spray on myself and grabbed a black shirt when I heard the door.

"Fuck! No no no I'm not ready!" I complained fixing my hair and opening the door but I relaxed "oh thank god. Your a life saver jack" I told him as I quickly ushered him in and he handed over the bag from the shop with the bottle of wine I forgot 

"You okay tom?"

"Yeah. Fine why?" I asked cleaning the bottle and adding it to the table 

"You seem a little… panicked"

"I'm not panicked. I'm just… anxious. I haven't been on a lot of dates since everything and even the fee dates I have been on haven't gone particularly well. And I really like y/n she's cute and she's funny and she's literally like a fantasy come to life. And I'm terrified of fucking something up with her. Especially given this is our tenth date which is the furthest I've gotten with anybody since… everything." I explained and I noticed his face "I'm fine. Really" 

"You say so. Still a lot of work for some girl." He says moving some cutlery on the table 

"She's not some girl." I answered fixing it back "she's y/n." I said "jack… I really really like this girl. And if I fuck it up now I may never forgive myself."

"Fine. But I wanna meet her soon."

"If tonight goes well I promise you'll meet her."

"This hyperfocus doesn't have anything to do with you not getting laid for over a year does it?"

".... It's not helping." I admit "especially given… what we've been texting." I nervously admit 

"Ooooh give me the phone"

"Hell no!" I yelled immediately hiding it

"Thomas I've been your best friend since literal preschool. We were once roommates. I've seen you naked more then I like to admit. I know your a weird pervy little fuck. Now let me read the kinky texts"

"Their not kinky!" I defended "we haven't got that far yet. We're still in flirty. But there uhh may have been suggestions. That we may. Get physical. Tonight. Or at least within the next couple of dates." 

"Alright. Have fun. You know the rules"

"Don't add to the population. Don't subtract from the population. Don't be a cunt."

"Good, and relax a little okay girls smell fear" he laughed before he headed out 

Well that didn't exactly fill me with confidence. I finished up setting up and right on time I heard the door so I went waiting a moment next to the door to check my hair and my shirt and everything. And I opened the door immediately being taken back.

She had these little white wedges sat on the doorstep, flesh toned stockings, a sweet blue and white off the shoulder gingham dress with a wide white belt and her usual silver necklace, her hair perfectly done as was her natural but still very beautiful make up. Her coat over her arm and a glass tray in hand.

"Hi Tommy"

"Hi y/n" I smiled egarly

"I bought brownies" 

"Aww your so sweet we'll have those after dinner" I smiled taking the tray from her happily letting her inside shutting the door up behind us.

I took the brownies to the kitchen fighting my urge to taste them as they smelt so delicious but I lead her to her seat and took her coat doing her a nice glass of wine.

We chatted as we always did had dinner and her sweet brownies as we talked about everything and nothing, I was so happy so smitten across the table from her, until our conversation began to get a little more… interesting talking about maybe going in a trip together, maybe staying over one night at hers and where we potentially saw us going and amazingly she was on the same page as me what and excited to continue seeing each other and eventually got into a little bit of a steamy conversation.

"Thomas, I really think if they're going to start… seeing each other more I really think I should tell you some things"

"Of course, tell me whatever you want to" I told her holding her hand across the table 

"Well, if things are going to be getting more physical I feel it's only best to warn you my tastes… aren't that common" 

"Oh?"

"Some guys don't-"

"Its okay just tell me we can be adults about this"

"Well, I really really like sex"

"Okay?"

"Like almost an unhealthy amount, like my sex drive is higher than a rabbit' 

"Oh"

"And you wanna know one of my favourite things to do?"

"Uhh yeah sure tell me."

"I don't know most guys get out off when I talk about this stuff"

"Ohh well I uhh I'm open minded, whatever it is I'm sure it's not that bad"

"Okay" she blushed "I really love sucking a guys dick"

".... really?" 

"Yeah" she blushed "I don't know why it's just I really really love doing it. It's so fun. I love the action, the sounds guys make. Especially doing it sneaky places."

"... really?"

"Yeah, I hope this doesn't change anything"

"Uuughhh so you're into giving blow jobs?"

"Yeah,"

"Well in sure I could learn to live with that" I smirked 

"Oh and my favourite position ever is reverse cowgirl"

"Ah then we have a happy coincidence" I smirked giving her a kiss "I have no problems with any of that. Frankly I'm confused what man would. But I don't mind." 

"Okay," she smiled giving me another soft kiss "so?" She smirked running her foot up my leg "please?"

"Absolutely!" 

[fandoms-in-law]

Grief

Summary: Steve's grandad dies. He deals

Here's a few hundred words of how I'm feeling projected onto Steve cause that was the name my hands typed first. Now if anyone knows where I can find a party to do the ending for me, I've no clue if that'd help or not

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Steve wants to process it.

A loved one is dead, and he wants to process it: to scream and cry, to beat up cushions and complain about injustice, to thank someone their pain is over.

He wants to process it.

Except his mind is numb.

Maybe that's the depression in the 5 stages of grief. He doesn't know, probably heard about them sometime, depression, bargaining, anger, acceptance, and some fifth one that he can't think of.

He wants to process, to feel his emotions and feel like there's a reason for him hiding from it all... denial. That's the fifth one, is that what this is? Denying that he's gone, that anyone died and there'll be a face missing at the next gathering.

Denying that the next gathering will be a funeral.

Fuck, maybe the numbness was right, because Steve can't sit here crying. There's no-one awake to talk to, and just a cat behind him. And cats don't like being clung to while their human's break down, no matter how clingy they can be.

The piano won't be played any more. No more can there be visits to that garden that carried on forever, or someone with a book for everything. Fuck, let's be real, Dad does try to have that, and usually fails now. Even managed to prove one of those 'the answer is in this one' books was outdated.

We're the grandchildren, there's nothing for us to be doing. It's the children that sort the will out, deal with things like death certificates, funeral arrangements, and the helplessness doesn't help.

Thoughts echoed, and Steve wondered if his friends would be able to help, if talking to Robin, Eddie, Dustin, any of the party, would make them make sense. He doubted it; nobody can feel someone elses emotions for them and talking would be better with his family.

If his family was actually there at all. They were distant as much as Steve like to imagine they were close. He thought every family living in different cities was the same, rarely in touch but close the times they saw each other. His was just a bit more extreme than that, because his parents were the same level as the rest of his relatives.

With how busy the party tended to keep him, it almost shocked Steve that he'd been home to take that call, but early mornings were one time he could be guaranteed to be home.

He broken down then, continued crying when trying to talk about it for an hour after, and then the numbness began. At least it hadn't begun when he was calling Family Video, telling them he wouldn't be in, needed to sort things out. Robin would've called nonsense or insisted on helping talk it through more. He was sort of glad she wasn't the one he had to call.

Knocking told Steve he'd disappeared long enough to concern the party. At a guess it was probably Hopper, the knocking was too heavy and controlled to be any of the kids.

“I'm fine. You don't need to do a wellness check.” He recited, opening the door, before staring at not just Hopper but everyone in the party.

“The fact you said that without greeting me says I do. What's going on?” Hopper huffed, inviting himself and everyone else in when Steve went to shut the door on them.

He stared again before shrugging. “Grandad's dead. I needed some processing time.”

“Sad movie collection then.” Robin declared, clapping once and gesturing to the living room for the kids to file through. “We had a few collections of things to help with whatever situation might be here.”

“Yup. You can mope, but doing it alone is forbidden.” Dustin agreed, hurrying back to them the bag he'd brought in still in his hands. “When did you get a cat? Why haven't I met them before? And where are your snack bowls now? You've moved them.”

“Cupboard left of the one under the sink, and a month or so back but she tends to hide from people.” Steve answered on automatic. If he felt numb before now all he could feel was bewilderment.

[fuckyeahrevresbo]

I'm lonely.

I've been in this city for about 20 months now and... I guess it would be disingenuous to say I haven't made any friends. There's some coworkers (mostly former coworkers now) I get on with, and I've even had them over a couple times to chat and play a video game. But it's very rare, and I'm once again in the position where it's an I always need to be the one setting everything up situation. Not once have they ever suggested hanging out first.

I recognize how you meet new people. Just go to the same place consistently, do the same activity consistently. After a day at work, though, I don't feel much like going anywhere. Don't feel much like spending money at a place consistently (and most places you can go cost money). And I'm still about the only person I know who masks in public regularly, and I don't really like going places if I don't at least know people are vaxxed. Getting more and more difficult to ask about that, especially given the... political climate where I live.

I can still do things online with my friends back home. It's fun, I enjoy it. Have all these board games up here though that don't get played. I had hoped at least since I lived in the same place I'd see my cousins more often. It is more often, I guess, more often than the once or twice a year before, but it's not exactly... common. And it's unfair of me, but now I'm annoyed at one of them. Messaged her and her sister separately about getting together for board games. Got told by her (still haven't heard from her sister) that it's difficult because their schedules don't line up. I said to her they could come over different times, doesn't have to be together. I know her sister usually drives them, but I can drive, as I told her. And now I hear that she's meeting my roommate to do some activities on Saturday while I've got an online game. I don't begrudge them that per se, they're allowed to do stuff without me, but there's something about meeting my roommate in person for stuff and brushing aside my offer. I'm sure it's not like that, but... I'm lonely.

My roommate will occasionally play a board game with me, but in the evenings he's more inclined to watch a movie. I like watching movies on occasion, but...

Brought three board games back from my last trip home. Bought another one a couple weeks back. Feels like I've been overly optimistic. Feel that way every time I open grindr too.

Do I just go back home after this? Been telling people who asked I wasn't sure. There's something nice about being out here. And much as I complain about my current job, I don't want to have to try and find another one. But I'm nearly 20 months in. And I'm fucking lonely.

I need more people who message me first. Who hit me up to chat before I message them. Who ask if I want to hang out before I have to ask them. Mentally, I'm better than I was ten years ago, even five years ago, but there's still a little voice ready to enumerate all my faults and mistakes and to tell me I'm not wanted. If I'm always the one who has to make the plans, to remind people I exist and want to see them...

I take all my breaks at work alone now. The other coworkers I used to go on break with have left. The one that's still here... well, at first I might have said it was because they were on us to follow the break schedule. But she takes all her breaks with her other friend now, despite his break being scheduled later than mine. Even when we were down to just the three of us, she took break with him and asked our supervisor to get someone to cover while they went, whereas before she got annoyed with people taking breaks in a way that didn't provide coverage.

Yeah, I can give people a smile or a laugh or some fries, but do they actually want to hang out with me? Rationally, I know they do, but tonight's a bad night, and I'm lonely.

And how do I tell people that part of me feels unwanted because people don't message first without it sounding like a guilt trip? I've been guilted before, and it feels awful. I don't want people to feel guilty, and I definitely don't want them to feel like they have to reach out to me as an obligation. Just want... I dunno, assurance that I'm not just there, not just a warm body to fill a place.

I'm lonely.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Copycat: Cryptomnesia —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: Happy New year! -Danny

Words: 1,583

Phase Five Masterlist

Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

Listen to: ‘High Hopes’ -by Kodaline

xxv: A Really Good Lawyer

The mutant arrived right on time for her first day, she had her sunglasses on, and her silver hair was falling neatly on her back for the first time ever. Now her identities had switched places, and Cat was the one who would remain hidden.

She entered the elevator, and two men walked out of it.

"Good morning!" Foggy Nelson looked at her as if she were Santa Claus. "You're Copycat!"

Matthew tensed, but Cat was too shocked to feel anything. "Yes."

"I'm Franklin Nelson, but everyone calls me Foggy," he said amicably. "This is my partner, Matt Murdock, we just had a reunion with your boss."

"Oh," she said. "Okay. I, er... I-I suppose we'll be working together?"

"Well, there's no reason to believe your boss will need us soon, he just asked for a bit of legal advice. Matt's friends with him."

Matthew cleared his throat. "It'd be better to not go around saying that to everyone, Foggy."

"Sorry," he looked at Cat with a faint blush.

To make him feel less awkward, she decided to share as well. "I'm friends with Mrs. Stark, she hired me to protect Harley. He's got no Iron Man suit so he'll need to be looked after."

"But you're an Avenger, right?"

Matthew did a throaty noise that sounded like laughter. Cat looked at him with a frown. "I work here, not with the Avengers."

Foggy nodded at her, Matthew excused himself and started to leave. Foggy said his goodbyes too, and she closed the elevator.

"What the fuck..."

Happy was waiting for her outside Harley's office. "Boss wants you at her office."

"Haven't done anything!" She complained.

"She doesn't want you there to scold you."

"Oh. Hey, I have a question," Cat followed him through the hall. "Are we going to hire Nelson, Murdock & Page?"

"It was Harley's idea," Happy shrugged. "Thought you'd be happy to see them."

"Why don't we stick with the old law firm?"

"That's not up to us."

Cat walked to Pepper's office with a clear pout on her face. Outside the door she fixed her posture, Cat knocked once, and Pepper told her she could come in. She made her way to stand behind Harley, who gave her a brief smile. Cat was trying hard to pay attention to what they were saying.

Despite the tension, seeing Matthew safe and sound gave her peace.

"Take a seat, C.C." Pepper looked at Harley and Cat with a serious yet motherly expression. "You're gonna tell me what the hell you're up to."

The young adults shared a look, and Cat sighed.

"I thought you wouldn't notice for at least a month..."

"Speak."

"All I'll say is... we're about to save you so much money."

Pepper's face fell. "You're so much like Tony it's scary."

"Let's not go there," Cat took off her sunglasses and placed them above her head.

"Okay," Pepper grabbed a few files, "but I'm warning you, C.C., I'll retire next year and I'll leave Harley as the CEO—"

"Wait, what?"

"You're far more responsible and put together than Tony was at your age, and you're already older than he was when he became CEO— but that doesn't mean I don't have other options. You can bring new and good things to the table, if you ruin this, you won't get a second chance."

Harley was pale and speechless, Cat nodded somberly. "Got it."

"Good," Pepper walked to the door and opened it for them. "See you."

"You look like you're about to die," Cat placed the tea in front of Harley. "Calm down, I have everything under control."

"The CEO!" He drank half of his cup at once. "Is she crazy?"

"She wants to focus on being a mother," Cat sat in front of him. "This is a tough call for her, you know? She'd love to see Tony's legacy through, but it must be tiring... she's been doing this for fifteen years."

"Could keep going though, she's young."

"That's not the problem," Cat pointed out. "Bet all she wants is a quiet life after all that's happened, enjoy Morgan before she's off to college."

Harley frowned. "Morgan's seven."

"Kids don't stay little forever. We were eighteen yesterday and now we're twenty-four."

The young man pushed his short curls back. "It feels like yesterday when I found Tony in my workshop..."

"And now you're the future CEO of Stark Industries," she smiled.

"Feels wrong."

"Well, I think you deserve it," she shrugged. "Can't think of another guy as smart and hardworking. You were by far the best choice. The only choice."

Harley hesitated. "Are you sure you wanna do this?"

Cat looked around, her friend fitted there perfectly... but she had to do what she had to do, she'd just make sure it wouldn't risk Harley's future.

"If anything goes south, I'll take full responsibility. You hired Nelson Murdock & Page for this reason, right? Matt knows who I am and he'll know what to do if I mess up."

Her friend made a face. "I haven't, I knew you'd be against hiring him. I just asked for advice."

"Well, I'm not mad exactly," she sighed, "he's a mighty good lawyer, he's the best choice."

"Really?"

She snorted. "Fuck no! If I need a lawyer I'll call Jennifer Walters. But I won't deny it didn't feel good to see him again."

Harley rolled his eyes, but he was grinning. "Fine. Let's move on to the next part."

Cat called Bucky Barnes, and the man replied almost instantly.

"What?"

"Hi, grumpy, nice to hear my voice, I expect," she said. "Are you sitting down? You should sit down."

"What do you want?"

"It's not what I want, it's what I'm about to do," she said sweetly. "You know Sharon Carter?"

"What about her?"

"She's the powerbroker," Cat revealed. "You're the only guy I can trust with this information."

"What about Sam?"

"I don't have his number."

"Wise guy."

"Buck, are you not listening—"

"First, don't call me Buck, alright?" He said. "Second, why would I believe you? You've been missing for months. Valentina's got Ken and taskmaster after you?"

"They won't find me. You haven't told them I'm Copycat, right?"

"Of course not."

"Well, as long as you keep your mouth shut I'll be fine. I'm not lying, Sharon threatened to reveal who I was to every mobster I've ever inconvenienced."

"You got proof?"

"I got her fingerprints all over an envelope with dirty money. And I know where she lives in Madripoor... and I know some of her pals are after me."

He was quiet for a moment. "You realize if we go after her, she'll know it was you."

"I'm counting on it."

"Cat, what are you gonna do?"

"Call me once it's done. Oh! And don't tell Valentina about this, she's working with Wilson Fisk."

Cat hung up, Harley was staring at her.

"Just say it," she rolled her eyes.

"You must be one, if not the most exasperating hero to partner with."

"You would know, you're my number one collaborator," she smirked. "And I'm no hero, Junior."

"I believe the number one title belongs to Nightcrawler, thank God," he snorted. "Probably because he's equally annoying."

"I love him," she beamed. "Well, Sharon's no longer our problem, now we move forward."

"Phase two," Harley turned on his computer. "Stark Expo."

The second time she ran into Matthew, it was just the two of them.

This time she felt less awkward about it, she'd been mentally preparing in case a surprise encounter happened. Besides, she'd been caught up thinking about the prospect of seeing Kate that weekend, and Matthew didn't look as tense when she accidentally bumped into him.

"Good morning," she said.

Matthew waited until they entered the lobby to respond. "Thought you were in L.A."

"Haven't been there since April last year," she replied. "I heard you were there assisting She-hulk, was it fun?"

"What are you doing here?"

"That's not what you wanna ask me," she said with a smirk. "But I won't force you. I'm Harley's bodyguard 24/7 now. Whether you believe it or not, that's your business."

Matthew tilted his head. "You're not lying."

"You were listening to my heartbeat?" She asked in outrage. "No, I'm not lying 'cause I'm not a mythomaniac," Cat shook her head, she was tired of being so defensive all the time. "You were right that night though, I was a coward."

"Cat—"

"You see right through me," she laughed, pressing the elevator's button. "No pun intended. I didn't want to be a good person 'cause I wasn't good at it, but then Karen told me she'd never seen you that happy and I... I didn't know how to handle being someone's source of joy. I dropped the ball."

"So what are you doing working as a bodyguard instead?"

The doors to the elevator opened and they got in. "You don't expect me to just go ahead and tell you, right?"

Matthew sighed. "Didn't hurt to try."

Cat wished she could get closer, her heart ached for more of him. It frustrated her, progress and months apart felt like nothing standing beside him.

"Are you okay?"

He chortled. "That's not what you wanna ask me."

" I didn't want to hurt you—"

"You're alright and so am I. Let's focus on the present."

"Matthew..."

"Please, Cat. Let's not."

She lowered her gaze. "Okay."

"I heard you're seeing someone anyway," he continued. "Happy warned me as soon as he saw me."

"He can't keep his mouth shut. It's none of his business."

Matt hummed. "You know, I actually went to L.A. to get my suit fixed in that place you mentioned. That's how I met Jen."

Cat was aware of how selfish it was to feel jealous over nothing. "Cool."

"She was here last month."

"Let's not," she responded curtly.

Matthew smiled. "Maybe we should a little, to get it out of the way."

"What for?"

"To make sure we stay away."

The elevator opened on Cat's floor, she walked out but Matt stayed in.

"I don't think we can stay away considering what we are."

"Coworkers?"

The doors started closing.

"Idiots."

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[noro-noro-noro]

I had a dream I was told me & my 3 friends would be freed or granted smth we really wanted or something like that IF and only if we could defeat Gideon from tlt AND this other lady in combat in this one area. other lady was white & maybe 27, had grayish brown hair in a short braid that went about mid shoulder blades, hooded gray eyes, & a hooked nose & a big mouth & her name was like Carmen or smth.

the combat was like transistor where you could pause & decide your move all at once, & then they would move. even still, we only accepted bc we thought it would be fighting Gideon & Carmen separately. we ran several simulations in vr or something - in this huge labyrinth arena of clean white stone with no light sources but high levels of ambient light. it had some secret passages I was familiar with & also more enemies than just the 2 of them in case it was a trick.

we though we had a 70% chance of defeating Gideon 1v4. & a 50% chance of defeating Carmen 1v4. we'd have to be careful.

anyway we get to the actual location & it's nothing like the twisty labyrinth from the simulation. it's a large open space in a light beige tent whose roof is barely visible bc the air is like ..soupy. there's a few pieces of scattered rubbl, but it's just light gray dirt and a light gray tent and that creamy white colored stone.

and they were both in there, together. gideon was standing by some fallen rocks & carmen was off about 1/3rd I'd the arena length away. this was not the deal. both of them at once?? this wasnt good. after a few preliminary attempts at placing ourselves on the map, I left & went to this classroom taught by one of my friends who j haven't seen in a million years, maddy. the classroom was full of people I was friends with in highschool & also this girl rain who I am no longer friends with. she stood near ish to me but I never looked at her while I was talking.

I complained to everyone and then joined in their game of hot potato with a black powder bomb. then I woke up