#so anyway I’m their legal guardian if you have anything to say about them you have to go through ME

[zibiscusloon]

Forever will defend “evil” children demonized by their fanbase and/or own source material

[miley1442111]

motherly instincts- a.hotchner

a/n: i imagined a fem reader but as per usual, imagine what you like :)

summary: aaron's mother can only be helpful to you postpartum, right?

pairing: husband! aaron hotchner x wife! reader

warnings: fluff, body shaming, feeling of discomfort, postpartum, reader is postpartum and aaron's wife.

You were pregnant. It wasn’t exactly planned, but Aaron and you were ecstatic all the same. Jack was excited to have a new sibling and he was totally ok with it. At your wedding, you had adopted Jack, meaning you were already one of his legal guardians. The only problem was telling everyone. The team were ecstatic for you, Jj giving you tips, Spencer sending various articles on pregnancy and childbirth, Derek promising his babysitting service, Emily promising to come and help out in anyway, and Penelope sending you cute baby clothes ideas (and buying them for you).

But telling Aaron’s mother. 

That was a shit show. 

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“You’re pregnant?” she repeated. The lack of emotion in her face and voice made you feel practically sick. “Why?”

“Mother-” 

“Is Jack not enough for her?” She asked like you weren't even there.

 You took a deep breath. “I adore Jack, you know I do. We weren’t exactly planning this-” Wrong thing to say.

“So you don't want the child?” 

Aaron rolled his eyes, taking your hand in his. 

“Of course we want our child!” You exclaimed and she looked taken aback. 

“Aaron, she’s shouting at me!”

“I will be too if you don’t stop this mother.” 

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She had since reached out and apologised, so you felt that it was ok to let her come and stay for the week, they were her grandchildren too.

You had given birth to twins, two girls. You named them Elizabeth (Beth for short) and Natalie (Nat for short). You both loved both of them so much. They had taken Aaron’s dark hair, and your eyes. They were beautiful. You adored them. Aaron adored them. Jack adored them. 

Aaron’s mother… not so much.

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Day 1

She had already bulldozed through your regular routine. You were exhausted from literally growing two children and then pushing them out and into the world. Aaron understood that. Jack understood that. Aaron’s mother did not. She expected you to just be fine. She expected you to do all the cooking and cleaning while she took care of your newborn babies. Aaron basically had to put her in a time out and lock the door to the nursery to let you just be with your children for more than a few minutes. Jack loved coming in to see his sisters whenever he could, which meant Ms. Hotchner also had to be allowed in. So, you were basically banished unless you wanted to argue, and trust me, you didn’t want to argue with that woman. 

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“Aaron?” You mumbled as you climbed into bed beside him, both the twins and Jack down for the night. 

“Yes honey?” he whispered, wrapping you in his arms. 

“Do you think you could talk to your mother? Just about letting me have some down time with the twins?”

“Of course darling, I didn’t realise it was that bad,” he looked down at you. Even through the darkness of the room, you could see the guilt on his face. 

“It’s not!” You lied. “Just… I don’t know,” You sighed. “It doesn't matter, sorry for worrying you. You shouldn’t say anything.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, scepticism clear in his voice. “I’m happy to talk to her. She’s only supposed to be here if she’s helping. If she’s not helping we can ask her to go home.”

“Aaron, it’s alright, I promise.” 

“Well, tell me if it gets bad, alright?  I know she can be overbearing sometimes,” The amount of care and love present in his voice and words almost brought you to tears, so you just nodded and pressed your head into his chest. You felt him chuckle. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

After a few minutes of his comforting voice and soft hands lulling you into drowsiness, you were asleep. 

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When the baby monitor went off and you slept through the cries of your children, Aaron smiled. He was happy you were getting sleep. Insomnia had been the prevailing issue of your pregnancy, and it drove you crazy. He got up, swaddled and fed his babies, checked in on Jack and got himself a glass of water. He lay down beside you again and cupped your cheek. You were sound-asleep as he looked at you with all the love in the world. 

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Day 2

“Did you sleep?” You asked your husband. “I’m so sorry I slept through it, I just… next time you should wake me up, ok? I’m so sorry-”

He cut you off with a kiss. “I was fine, don’t worry. I’m glad you’re finally getting some sleep,” he smiled playfully at your glare. 

“I can take Jack to school if you want to lounge around for a bit?” You offered, hopeful that he would let you. He shook his head and dipped down, kissing you again. 

“I’m fine. I’ll walk him there, then go for a run.” 

“That’s a brilliant idea!” Hotch’s mother exclaimed. “She’ll go for a run and drop Jack off. She needs to start getting rid of the baby fat.”

Your jaw genuinely dropped. There was no way anyone would have the nerve to say that to you. Not when you were literal weeks postpartum. You knew you didn’t look the same as before, you hadn’t expected to. But to be confronted with it so blatantly was a stab into your confidence. 

Aaron’s face hardened and solidified into one of irritation and annoyance. “What did you just say to my wife?” 

“Aaron. We can’t lie to her! It would just be a disservice,” your mother-in-law said as she stood by the coffee machine, a frown on her lips. “It’s only a few miles-”

“If you ever think about talking about my wife in that way I will not hesitate to block your number. You can pack your bags Mother. I’ll call you a taxi,” Aaron got his phone out, a comforting hand on your waist. 

“Aaron, that’s a bit drastic-” You tried but his voice cut yours off, ordering a taxi to your house. He thanked the person on the line and smiled at you as he hung up, his mother’s temper tantrum beginning. 

“She doesn’t get to talk to you like that. No one does.” 

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There was no day 3. She left your house, essentially cursing you, but you didn’t care. It was finally the way it was meant to be. Just Aaron, Jack, the girls, and you. 

Your perfect family. 

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[stumacherstan]

Book!Carrie with a gn!reader please? The premise is that Carrie is feeling self conscious about her weight, sweat, stench, acne, body in general, and the reader helps her feel good about it

a/n: IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH!!! I FUCKING LOVE BOOK CARRIE <333 also for this to be possible carrie is alive. everyone survived the massacre as a technicality malfunction and whatnot. or set in an AU where her mother isn’t her over religiousmother,,, but whatever !

book!Carrie White x gn!Reader

Carrie shifted her legs as she looked at her hopeful partner. Unsure of what to say about a sleepover. Doesn’t that lead to things? Partners shouldn’t sleepover without being married. Even then, if it leads to that. How embarrassing. She’s not even,,

“Hey, earth to Carrie!”

Carrie blinked like a doe caught in lights and sheepishly mumbled a sorry. Her little chubby fingers toying with her mousy greasy blonde hair. Making her feel yet again, disgusting and unworthy.

“You’re leaving me again. Do you not want to spend the night? We won’t do anything you don’t want to do! We’ll watch movies and we’ll play some stupid games. Whatever you wanna do. You don’t even have to spend the night at all. We can bake and eat our hearts out and…” As you babbled on about things to do with her. She felt horrible guilt. She should say something.

“(Y/N)!” Her weak nervous voice shut you up and your focus was on her once again. “I-i’m sorry. It’s not that I don’t want to! It’s just,” Carrie trailed off. She didn’t know what to say. Isn’t this something that happens to pretty girls? She didn’t actually take you serious when you asked her out.

Carrie wasn’t expecting a sweet gentle being that played with her gross hair during classes together. She wasn’t expecting sweet little notes in her lockers. She gets mean things and everyone’s so mean to her! Except for you.

You waited patiently for a reply. She was stuck in her train of thoughts again. You were use to this. Carrie was a pretty insecure girl. You could tell, everyone could. You thought she was pretty. She makes herself try to seek small and you want to make her feel comfortable in her skin. She was very much beautiful to you.

“It’s just that I’m me? What if people find out and start bullying you too?” Carrie finally spoke out, looking at you with nerves and fear in her eyes.

“So?” You rolled your eyes. “i don’t care about them. You do, and that’s okay. One day you won’t. But today and every other day, just like yesterday, I don’t care about them.” You took her hands in yours and smiled, “Like I said, you don’t have to spend the night.”

“Okay. I’ll come over tonight.”

Around 6:30 PM (how to do timeskips?):

Your parent was waiting at the door with you. “Go away.”

“No.”

“You’re going to embarrass me.”

“I want to meet her!”

“You’re going to make her nervous!”

knock….

You waited three seconds before opening the door to not make it seem desperate. “Hey gorgeous,” a cheesy smile on your face before your eyes widened. “Uh my (whatever legal guardian you got) is here. They just want to meet you.”

You took her hand in yours, they were a little sweaty, and walked her inside. You knew it was just nerves since she was shaking a little.

“This is Carrie, don’t be weird.”

“I can’t believe I raised you. Anyway! Nice to meet youuu Carrieee, any snacks you want are yours. Drinks are in the fridge as always. If you need anything or a ride a home, just yell for me.” Your parent turned to you. “See. I wasn’t weird.” They walked off.

You sighed deeply and walked Carrie to your room. “Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. I’m glad they liked me.”

“They’re just happy I have somebody who likes me.”

There was an awkward pause.

“Or maybe I’m moving too fast?”

“No! I do like you. I just don’t know why you like me? I’m not all that pretty.”

“Carrie! You are absolutely beautiful to me.” You looked at her and smiled.

Carrie had tried in the two hours she was given before she came over. She used the fancy hair products she wasn’t allowed to use for once since everything. Carrie made sure to try and smell clean as well and uses scented lotion. Wasn’t this a special occasion?

A night with her partner that’s possibly leading to a sleepover. She didn’t remember trying this hard since The Prom. She didn’t take the date seriously but still went and was horrified to see you. Carrie felt a like a messy pig that was also a sinner all at once.

Tonight she wouldn’t disappoint and tried her best. She couldn’t get rid of want she wanted to. Which is everything. Carrie knew that she could just try. To see you smile at her so adoringly, she felt like she succeeded.

“I think I will spend the night.” Carrie smiled shyly. “I feel very safe here.”

“Wonderful!” You kissed her hand as you guys sat down on bed to watch whatever movies you guys wanted to.

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

matt murdock as your legal guardian headcanons :)

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 1.15k

request: yes / no

dynamic: matt murdock x teen!reader

characters: reader, matt murdock, foggy nelson, karen page

a/n: ik this isn't a request, but it's something i think about a lot!! i had to get it out lol. i was originally gonna use a more aesthetic picture but then i found this & it was too cute not to include lol <3 also requests are still open! just send in an ask :)

taglist: @nutellani (fill out this form if you'd like to be included!)

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first i’m gonna explain how matt murdock actually became your legal guardian.

because i just want to establish that lol

so your parents were involved with wilson fisk.

you had no idea about this of course, since you were very young when they were still involved in his business.

and btw when i say business i mean like his shady dealings

you were kind of left on your own a lot as a kid. you didn’t really mind it, and figured out how to entertain yourself.

however, when you were five years old, you returned home to find a truly awful crime scene.

you would learn much later in life that your parents had decided to report fisk, but before they were able to do so, he had them killed.

the perp was still there, and almost got you. however, a man with a black mask over his eyes was able to stop him for a second, yelling at you to run.

so you did. 

you ended up at an orphanage, but one day, a blind man came in looking to adopt.

you felt an immediate connection, and he adopted you when you were six. 

you’ve been inseparable ever since!!!

he told you all about your parents when you were older btw

anyways so now onto the fun stuff!!

one perk of living with matt is that your room is bomb.

bc his apartment is lowkey the coolest

if you like to visualise like i do, i imagine that your room is like next to the closet where he keeps the daredevil stuff

RANDOM LITTLE DETAIL LOL

anyways it’s super cosy

and you also can basically see in the dark because even though it doesn’t matter if the lights are on, matt tells you to keep them off because then the electric bill will stay low 

you called him a cheapskate but he said that was rude :(

you still did it though #rebel 🥶🥶🥶

you guys bully each other all the time

it’s the way you bond :)

you go to the nelson & murdock offices after school or during the summers.

you have your own little desk there!

one time you said it was too distracting and so foggy bought a privacy folder for you LMAO

needless to say it didn’t help at all

most of the clients are really nice and they’ll ask you about school and life and stuff

you kind of put them at ease

you tried to talk to matt about him being kind of intimidating but he didn’t want to hear it.

and then foggy kept asking why you didn’t think HE was intimidating.

“i mean come on y/n! have you SEEN this face? matt has a little baby face compared to mine!!”

you laughed so hard omg

matt calls you if he needs anything or if you need to tell him something, but you mostly just text foggy to keep them both updated

in my mind, foggy texts like five texts for one sentence

he uses every emoji twice

and every time he uses an abbreviation he always capitalizes it and puts the real meaning in parentheses next to it

here is an example

“hi y/n. hope your day is going well 😃😃 matt and i just won our case 😎😎 so we are going to go to josie’s tonight to celebrate!!!!!!! yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳 let me know if you need anything from the store 🏬🏬 ok TTYL (TALK TO YOU LATER) OMG (OH MY GOSH) matt just fell LOL (LAUGH OUT LOUD) 😱😱 gotta go ☹️☹️”

he’s so silly i love him

also matt collects records and cds.

he used to go with you to buy them and let you choose whatever you thought looked good

which is why you have everything from no doubt to frank sinatra to obscure french music

you always have music on at the apartment

like all the time

which brings me to my next point

matt never wanted you to have to see him as daredevil

but it wasn’t like the topic could be avoided.

so when he comes home with awful wounds and stuff, you help clean him up, just like he used to do for his father

and you’re damn good at it too. you have a very steady hand and no squeamish attitude at all. 

but similar to how the scotch used to help matt steady himself when he helped his father, music helps you steady yourself.

you’ll listen to soft & acoustic songs, and it helps ease you AND him.

usually you don’t talk about the things he does. but if he mentions something, you will

but usually it goes without any mention

in my mind, you and matt have a tradition of listening to baseball games on the radio together

you don’t really have a team you alaays root for, it changes year to year

but the two of you get really invested.

like you left the office early every time there’s a game so you can listen together.

or one time he and foggy were prepping a case and there was a game on so he wasn’t even focused HAH

i also think that even though josie’s is a bar, you’re allowed in

not only that, josie will let you behind the bar to make yourself a drink.

ok not like an alcoholic one but still

you have this one mixture of cranberry juice and ginger ale with a lime that you call the “y/n special” and foggy tried it and spit it out :(

josie and some of the regulars almost kicked him out LMAO it was so funny

ok also i have this very clear vision of something foggy does

so to preface this

it’s a rainy day

or just a generally gloomy day

and you and matt are home.

karen is over too.

maybe you’re reading a book and matt and karen are prepping a case or something

and then the door suddenly bursts open

matt isn’t surprised because he heard it coming obvi 

but it caught you off guard

you look over to the kitchen, where the perpetrator is completely covered by the GIGANTIC grocery bags he’s holding.

“oh no.” 

you say, and matt shakes his head. karen is already laughing

foggy drops the bags and exhales, a huge grin overtaking his face.

“WHO’S READY FOR FOGGY’S FAMOUS CHICKEN SOUP????!!!”

“we are” you and karen and matt say in unison, trying to hold back laughter

basically every time the littlest bit of winter rolls around, foggy will bring every ingredient known to man over to your and matt’s apartment and make chicken soup

you make fun of this tradition but it’s been going on since foggy and matt were in law school

and the soup is actually so good

you four always eat it together and it makes you so happy

your family, all together at one table :)

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[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 44

anon - Hello!! Good morning/ evening/ night! What do you think about BS getting a little emotional/ vulnerable and tells the moon boys that she really appreciates and loves them? The boys getting worried?

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A/N : remember the tooth ache chapter??

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : so this is all revolving around a tooth ache.

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, surgery, wisdom teeth stuff, needles, like two mentions of weed, dentist stuff, let me know if i missed anything

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you fell asleep on laylas shoulder halfway back home.

which meant that marc had to carry you back inside, while you just lied there and let it happen.

you see, you weren’t actually asleep. you just didn’t want to actually get up.

plus you were tired from trying to swim earlier, so it’s really not your fault.

layla had to unlock the door, since marc’s arms were obviously busy.

layla held the door open for marc as he walked in, and moved to set you down on the couch.

to that, you opened your eyes to look up at marc, making him jump.

“jesus- wait were you awake this whole time?” he asks and you shrug.

“irrelevant” you say, marc giving you a look.

“so you were awake the whole time i carried you from the car?” he asks and you chuckle while nodding.

he shakes his head and turns around to go unpack the little bags you brought, when you feel a sharp pain in your mouth again.

you bring a hand up to your jaw and make a face, steven noticing from the mirror on the coffee table.

“are you alright?” he starts. “it’s the toothache, right?” he asks and you nod.

“well i have a simple solution” he says and you perk up, leaning closer to the mirror so that you don’t miss anything.

“what is it?” you question.

“you go to the dentist, and they find the problem” he shrugs and you groan.

“i’m not going to a dentist” you tell him, and he scoffs.

“well obviously you need to, when was the last time you were at a dentist anyways?” he asks and you purse your lips.

it’s silent for a moment before he sighs.

“if you don’t go i’ll make you” he tells you and you glare at him.

“no you can’t”

“uhm actually i can” he starts and you raise an eyebrow.

“since we are now your legal guardians, we have every right to force you to go to the dentist to make sure you’re healthy” he says and your lips part in shock.

“but that wasn’t on the paper” you whine, and you hear jake chuckle.

“it’ll be quick, let’s just set an appointment and get over it” he requests and you begrudgingly nod.

“fine just- you suck” you lean back on the couch and cross your arms.

“thank you” steven murmurs, making you turn back to him.

“..what?”

“thank you for letting us make you take care of yourself” he elaborates and you snort.

“yeah yeah, whatever”

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it was the day. 

you were going to the dentist.

it had been a week since you all talked about it, and after marc and layla came over that day, they both agreed that you should go too.

you were fidgeting with your fingers nervously in the passenger seat, while marc drives.

the destination was getting closer and closer according to siri.

you moved your hands to clutch onto your pants, holding so hard that your knuckles turned white and your hands shook a bit.

jake was the first to say anything. “why are you so nervous, it’s just the dentist” he says and steven scoffs at him.

“don’t be rude” 

“i’m just saying- she’s come home with bruises and bullet wounds” jake defends himself, making a fair point.

“guys please” you start. “i haven’t been to a dentist since i was six” you tell them, and they nod in understanding.

“it’s okay to be nervous, but you really have nothing to worry about” steven says with a small smile.

but even if you could, you didn’t even manage a small smile.

your stomach dropped as marc pulled into the parking lot, taking the closest empty spot to the building.

any confidence that you had was now gone.

“i can’t do this” you say quickly, unbuckling your seatbelt and unlocking the door just to have it locked again right before you opened it.

“yes you can, you’ll be okay i promise” marc makes sure the door stays locked since he knows for a fact that you’ll swing back home and hide.

“no i can’t- let me out” you keep tugging on the door.

“y/n if you go in now i’ll never make you go in again” steven tries to bribe you, so you stop to think about it.

“promise?” you ask and he nods through the rear view mirror.

“i promise, just clam down” he tells you softly and you sigh, leaning back in your seat.

you contemplate breaking the window and climbing out, but instead you just open the door angrily, marc getting out of the car as well and locking the doors with the keys.

you had your arms crossed while marc came over and put an arm around your shoulder to guide you through the front doors, and to the reception.

“hi, do you have an appointment?” the lady at the desk asks.

“yeah, it’s for y/f/n y/l/n” marc answers and the lady nods, turning to type on her computer.

“it looks like you’re right on time, i’ll tell her you’re here and she’ll be right with you” the lady says, and marc sends her a tight lipped smile and leads to towards two of the many chairs in the waiting room.

frankly you were relieved that the dentist ended up being a woman, you thought it’d be weird if it was a man.

you just hoped she was nice.

your leg bounced up and down while you watched the clock tick with a sick feeling in your stomach.

“i’m going to kill you” you whisper to marc, and he chuckles quietly.

“i’m sure you will” he says, making you scoff and flinch when you hear a door click open.

a lady walks in the room with a clipboard, and smiles in your direction.

“y/n?” she asks you, and you gulp, nodding as marc nods for you to get up.

“we’ll be here when you finish” he murmurs, and you nod slowly, getting up and following the lady to the back after looking back at marc one more time.

it only takes a second for the lady to speak as you linger by her side with your arms crossed.

“i’m dr. cho, i’ll be taking care of you today” she smiles and you feel some of your nerves calm down.

you just simply nod and walk into the tiny room she stops by, and take a hesitant seat in the chair in the middle of the room.

and just like that, the nightmare is almost over.

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you surprisingly didn’t have any cavities, or anything wrong with you.

except one very big thing.

dr. cho leads you back to the waiting room where marc had been conversing with steven and jake in his head when he perks up at the door opening and you speed walking back to sit next to him.

he pats your shoulder and turns to dr. cho

“her teeth are very healthy, no cavities” she starts and you move your hand down to hold marc’s.

“but her toothache is actually her wisdom teeth coming in” she finishes, marc freezing for a moment in shock.

“but i thought they came in when you’re like 20” marc says and the dentist nods.

“well that’s usually the case, but there will be times when teenagers such as y/n will get theirs early”

you squeeze marc’s hand and he takes a breath.

“so what’s the best option for her?” he asks and she hums.

“well we would recommend we get them removed sooner rather than later” she says and he nods.

“when are you available?”

“next week i have a couple openings”

“we’ll do the closest one”

“sounds good, we’ll see you then”

you watch as she walks away and you bury your face in marc’s shoulder.

“i know, i’m sorry” he whispers, helping you up and back to the car.

“steven you promised i didn’t have to go back” you tell him once you see him in the rear view mirror.

“i know but we didn’t expect this” he says and you understand.

there was really no way of knowing.

and now to try and get out of it.

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“marc i swear i’m sick i can’t go” you say and rub your eyes.

“no you’re not” he says, not even looking up from the kool aid he’s making for you while you whine about not wanting to go to your appointment.

“yes i am”

“y/n, you won’t even remember it.” marc starts. “you won’t feel anything, and i’ll be there if you want me to”

“well no shit i want you there, you gotta make sure they don’t kill me” you put a hand to your heart.

“they won’t kill you”

“they could if they wanted to, you even said that i’ll be asleep” you say.

“it’s just anesthesia and some other drugs, you’ll be fine” he mumbles, putting the glass pitcher in the fridge.

you groan and bang your head on the counter.

“i already told you, you can’t eat anything before the surgery” you cringe at marc.

“don’t say surgery”

“i promise you’ll be okay” marc would say it a million times, even if you didn’t believe him.

steven and jake would do the same. however, steven was a little nervous and jake as well, but choosing not to acknowledge it.

now, marc was a bit nervous too. but when he was in his early 20s, he had his wisdom teeth removed too, without stevens knowledge.

steven always thought he was special. but this explains a lot.

marc had to make sure to take a shit ton of medicine before disappearing and letting steven do whatever he wanted.

which is why he isn’t as nervous for you as steven and jake.

“marc i don’t wanna go” you whine, marc making a face at you.

“you have to, i’ll never make you do it again”

“that’s because they are removing all of them, stupid”

“watch your mouth. we leave in a half hour” he revolves around the counter to you and takes your shoulders in his hands.

“i promise, if this was actually going to hurt you, i would never make you do it” he tells you softly and you nod.

while marc was distracted, you you kicked him in the shin and ran to your room, slamming the door shut and webbing it closed.

you heard a pained groan and quick footsteps coming towards your room before he started knocking.

“come out, y/n”

“i’m gay”

“not like that. open this door” that was jake speaking, knowing he wasn’t afraid of doing almost anything to get you out.

“i can’t” you murmur, moving to stand in the middle of the room.

you hear the door knob rattle and the door hitting the frame, with every time jake pushes into it.

“open this door or i’m breaking it down and taking it off the hinges” he says and you sigh, moving to rip the webs off and opening it, coming face to face with jake, who had his arms crossed.

“i don’t want to go”

“i don’t care if you don’t want to go, it’s going to be good for you” he tries to convince you, and you sigh.

“i know that” you start. “i just.. i’m just scared” you end quietly and jake uncrosses his arms to put one around you and lead you back towards the living room.

“it’s okay to be scared” he mumbles. “it’ll be over just like this” he snaps his fingers, and you look towards the two cats laying in your spot on the couch.

you don’t say anything, you just stare at pedro and luna.

jake sighs and takes his arm off from around your shoulder, already regretting what he was about to say.

“how about you go get your shoes on, we have to leave soon anyways” he tells you and you take in a shaky breath, and hesitantly doing as he said.

once you had your shoes on and your jacket, you checked you phone and saw a couple missed texts from casper.

casper :) - your dad just told me the news i hope you’re doing well

casper :) - i’m pretty sure it was marc? i have no idea and i’m also not too sure how he got my number

casper :) - if you want i can bring you a milkshake when you’re done. or a smoothie. whatever you want

casper :) - just please text me at some point so i know you’re ok. <3

you smile at the messages, and stick your phone back in your pocket, making a mental note to text him when you are heading home.

that is, if you’re completely yourself.

~~~

your leg bounced up and down again as you waited for the dentist to come in and tell you exactly how the procedure was going to go.

marc had to front since it would’ve confused the receptionist if he was a completely different person.

none of them minded it, because you could still hear all of them and interact even though you’d look kind of crazy.

the door clicks open and you jump, marc putting a hand on your knee to keep you grounded while dr. cho walked over to you.

“hello again, miss y/l/n” she smiles, looking over the clipboard.

“hi..” you mumble, not wanting to seem rude, but also trying to hide the fact that you were terrified.

“today we’ll be removing your wisdom teeth, and for that we will give you a sedative, and after that anesthesia and when you wake up, it’ll be over” she explains.

“does that sound okay with both of you?” she asks and marc nods, urging you to as well.

you just give a single nod and purse your lips.

“great, now you can’t have any electronics or metal in the room so if you have anything i’m sure your father would hold onto it for you” she says and you nod again.

you take your phone out of your pocket, and hand it to marc, giving him an, ‘if you so much as turn this on i’ll murder you’, to which he nods.

you wipe off your sweaty hands on your sweat pants, while dr. cho motioned for you to follow her.

you quickly give marc an awkward side hug before getting up to follow her, looking back at marc every other step you take.

he gave you a smile and a wave as you entered the back rooms, and began waiting patiently for your 45 minute procedure.

~~~

you hear quiet beeping and hushed talking as you slowly open your eyes.

your head felt airy, like there was nothing in it, but at the same time like someone had shoved cotton up your nose and to your brain.

you look around the room, your eyes foggy and your head not strong enough to pick itself up, so you just kind of fall limp while staring at the door.

you can barely feel the bottom half of your face, so you use all your strength to bring a hand up to touch your jaw, and that’s when a nurse comes over and guides your hand back down.

“be careful, you shouldn’t touch it” she starts. “i’m going to go get your father, okay? stay here” she says, leaving the room.

you just stare again at the door until marc walks in, making you involuntarily smile, to which he smiles back, listening to whatever the nurse is saying to him.

“no solid foods for the next few days, no straws, and make sure to give her plenty of painkillers because once this wears off she will be in a world of pain” she tells him, hanging him a complimentary ice pack.

“thank you, i’ll be sure to take good care of her” he says professionally, walking towards you while the nurse leaves.

“hiiiiii marc” you slur out, bringing a weak hand up to wave.

“hey, y/n. how’re you feeling?” he asks and you raise an eyebrow.

“like.. uhmmmm” you trail off, turning your attention to one of the posters in the room.

“kid?” you look back to marc.

“marc-“ you start, and your eyes widen. “they took my tongue” you start to panic.

marc’s face turns into one of distress, and he sits at the chair next to the bed you’re laying in.

“no they didn’t-“

“yes they did- i want my tongue back” your voice cracking at the end of your sentence.

“y/n, you still have your tongue” marc tells you and you sigh loudly, the sigh turning into a half-groan.

“i’m cold” you mumble and marc purses his lips. 

“we can go home soon, you just have to be discharged” was the last thing he said to you as he gets up and walks towards the doctor, signing a bunch of papers after.

you tried to sit up, and that’s when you felt something in your mouth.

you reach a hand up and poke your cheek, feeling something squishy inside.

“ew” you mutter, marc coming back with the doctor, who had a wheelchair.

“do i get to go home now?” you ask the doctor, who nods.

“try to refrain from talking to much” she recommends and you look to marc while a laugh escapes your throat.

“is she for real? no talking?” you turn back to her. “ma’am talking is my passion” you tell her and she chuckles.

she moves to take the iv out of your arm, which makes you cringe at the sight of the needle.

“marcccc gimme my phone back i needa text my hubby” you make grabby hands out towards marc, who’s shaking his head.

“you can text him in the car, now come on” he cringes and then helps you into the wheelchair, and you make a face.

“i have to wait until we’re in the car?” you complain and he nods, the nurse leading him through the building and to the parking lot while you pointed out everything you saw.

every single plant and room number.

it was a struggle to try and get you in the car though. 

“come on- you gotta help me out a little” marc tries lifting you from underneath your armpits, just to have you smack him away.

“no touching” you readjust in your seat.

“no phone then”

you make a face at him, then roll your eyes while making grabby hands up at him again.

this time, you let him lift you into the car, your legs feeling like all the bones were taken out and you we’re just left with skin and blood.

you went completely limp when you got in the passenger seat, and didn’t even register marc buckling your seatbelt for you.

he thanked the nurse and got into the car himself, setting the cold ice pack in your lap and holding you phone out.

you took it and tried typing in your password, weakly stomping your foot on the floor of the car when it kept saying that it was wrong.

marc reached over and unlocked it for you, making you smile. 

“thank you mahc spectuh” you mimic stevens accent terribly, making marc chuckle.

“no problem” he starts the car and begins the journey back home.

you somehow managed to find casper’s contact, and it only took two rings for him to pick up, and of course you had it on speaker while your phone sat on your lap.

“hey, are you okay?” he asks you and you chuckle before answering.

“yep” you hum, and casper sighs.

“that’s good, did you want me to bring you anything?” he asks and you hum while thinking about it.

“i want a chicken breast. hold the chicken” you start laughing and casper stays quiet while you calm yourself down, marc eyeing you while he drives.

“i meant like a smoothie or something” casper says and you chuckle again.

“strawberries” you say breathily, marc taking the phone from your lap.

“she likes strawberry and pineapple smoothies, if it’s no trouble you can bring one over for her” marc says into the phone.

“oh yeah- it’s no problem when should i come over?”

“like a half hour”

“okay cool” marc hands the phone back to you.

“hiiii casper” you say into the phone.

“hey y/n”

“what are you doing?” you ask

“talking to you”

“no shit”

“haha. what are you doing?” he retorts.

“talking to you” you murmur, laughing after.

“you feeling okay?” 

“i feel like i just smoked a bunch of weed”

steven scoffs out of shock. “how would you know how it feels to smoke weed?” he asks in a slightly higher pitched voice.

“i don’t. i’m just assuming” you whisper loudly to assure that casper doesn’t hear.

“okay we’ll i’ll see you soon, y/n i have to go” casper says and you make a sad face.

“oh uhmmmmm okay” you say quietly and casper sighs.

“i’ll see you in a bit, don’t worry” he tries to calm you, as is he can sense your distress.

“okay bye” you breath out, hanging up and dropping the phone to the floor.

you groan loudly and lean your head against the window, but immediately regret it as the bumps all shake your head and hurt your mouth a bit.

you take your head off the window and shiver before leaning back against the headrest, marc making the last turn so that you’re by the apartment complex.

“i’m cold”

“i know, we have blankets inside” he then proceeds to park the car and help you up to the elevator and to your shared apartment.

marc was gone now, and steven agreed to take over for now.

he helped you down on the couch and got you a couple of your softest blankets from your room and your taweret plushie.

“are you warm enough? or do you need another blanket?” he asks and you shake your head.

“hurts” is all you say and he nods, almost tripping over his own feet to get you some pain relievers from the kitchen.

“you need to hold your ice pack where it hurts, alright?” he starts. “i’m going to go get your phone from the car” he tells you, making sure you’re settled before leaving.

you were sitting up with two of your blankets wrapped around you, an ice pack being held up to your jaw by a weak hand, and your taweret plushie facing you in your lap.

that’s when khonshu decides to finally show himself.

“i sense discomfort”

“khonshu why couldn’t you just use your funky bird magic to remove my wisdom teeth for me?” you ask him and he tilts his head.

“because it’s something i knew you could take” he starts. “if you would have been seriously hurt by it, i would’ve done it myself”

“but i knew you were strong enough”

that makes you smile, and you can sense that if khonshu could smile, he would too.

the door clicks open, and you look behind you too see steven with your phone, and casper right beside him with your smoothie.

you gasp loudly and drop your ice pack to make grabby hands at casper and the smoothie.

casper chuckles and comes towards you, setting the smoothie down on the coffee table and sitting next to you in the couch.

his face turns into one of surprise when he sees tears forming in your eyes.

“hey, what’s wrong? does it hurt?” he asks and you shake your head.

“i already took medicine i just missed you an’ i’m glad you’re here” you slur out, trying to keep your tears in but failing due to the numbness.

“oh, y/n” he mumbles as you lean over to hug him, which ended up in you falling on top of him, hands clutching his shirt while you mumbled things about not wanting him to leave.

“i won’t go if you don’t want me to” he says softly and you smile to yourself, forgetting what was happening right at the moment.

“you got me a smoothieeeee” you say, sitting back up and reaching for it.

“wait- you can’t use the straw” casper says, taking the smoothie away from you while you make a face at him.

steven was already getting a spoon for you from the kitchen, and came back with one, sitting on the other side of you.

“there you go” he hands it to you,and casper gives you back the smoothie, both of them letting you have complete freedom with it.

you may have spilled a bit on your blankets but that’s okay, because steven was already prepared to wash them.

you also had to spit out the bloody cotton pads that were in your mouth, and into a small plastic cup, which made you almost cry because you thought you were bleeding out.

you had hugged steven chanting about how you didn’t want to die because that would mean him and marc and jake would be all alone.

they all had to assure you that you wouldn’t die, and it was just a tiny bit of blood.

“stevie i appreciate you soooo much” you randomly say, the effects of the drugs wearing off.

it’s been a few hours since you finished your smoothie, and casper was nodding off next to you while you all watched your favorite show.

“what?” he repeats and you turn to him.

“i appreciate all of you so much” you start tearing up, making steven pull you to him and run a hand up and down your back.

“you take the time to make me three meals a day an’ you make sure i stay healthy an’ i haven’t thanked you so i feel bad” you start, steven, marc, and jake all listening.

“an’ marc, im sorry i’m so mean to you i know you try your best an’ you’re one of the best dads i could ever ask for an’ i appreciate you too”

“an’ jake i appreciate that you threatened my bullies so that i could at least be as normal as i can an’ i love you for it. an’ thank you for letting me keep the kitties” you finish, all three men shocked at your random tear filled rant.

casper had been listening too, and frankly he was overjoyed that you had people like this in your life.

he sympathized for you when you first met, telling him about how you never had a family.

and now that you do, he feels like you completely deserve it, and he’s so happy you finally get to experience it.

you gently pushed yourself off of steven, giving him a quick kiss on his cheek before moving to lean the other way on casper.

“andddd i appreciate you.” you start again, pulling yourself up to come face to face with casper, making him put a hand on your back to make sure you weren’t going to fall.

“thank you for being patient with me an’ thank you for being my boyfriend” you chuckle, making him smile at you.

“anytime” he breaths out, letting you press a kiss to his cheek too, and leaning down you rest your head in between his chin and his chest.

your dads all watched with different types of smiles, all of them happy for you as well.

you had so much love in your life now, they all lit it up for you.

and that light would never burn out.

not as long as you had your dads, your mom, and your boyfriend.

and maybe your grandpa khonshu.

~~~

A/N : sorry its a half hour late, i had to work late again.

i hope you liked it :)) &lt;3

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okay, so i’ve got my ‘Eternal Teenager’ verse, right — yk, the one where enzo and damon escape in the 50s and then pose as stefan’s legal guardians in 2009, that one?

well, i forgot about it until a moment ago, when i came across the file for it and saw some of the gems in there.

and boy, oh boy, are there some gems.

- damon gets enzo to steal thierry’s hat each time hes in nola (‘cause damon’s banned n all). has a collection of them (maybe a whole cupboard of them? idk something wacky like that. a display cabinet? each hat on a little stand with an engraved label below).

- kol turned enzo. idgaf about canon, this is a true story.

in 1888, kol’s moseying ‘round london, a-whistling and a-ripper-ing when a dying enzo turns up, sees kol dismantling a woman like a grotesque puzzle, and goes “huh. could you spare any change?” and kol thinks it would be a catastrophe to deprive the world of a man that unphased by the sight of innards becoming outtards, so, deciding he’s found a new best friend with benefits, kol turns enzo, declaring him the world’s most level headed vampire. enzo goes along with it because, well, he doesn’t really have anything better to do.

1914 - damon’s living it up in nola and so is kol. enzo signs up for the great war as an american, because kol says he has a top secret mission he needs enzo for. (“hey mate, while you’re over there, think you could shoot at marcellus with wooden bullets for me?” “we’re on the same side…” “please 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺” “if i see him, sure. not gonna hunt him down though.) enzo leaves kol at the bar less than a minute before damon walks in (they pass eachother at the threshold.) damon is meeting freya because they’re bffs, kol sees them sitting at their table and thinks to himself ‘wow look at that lovely lass on a date over there. i should go over and ask her out.’ and struts on over to hit on freya. freya just looks at damon, then at her brother, going ‘yeah, um, i’m not really interested, sorry.’ and kol instantly grins and waggles his eyebrows knowingly like ‘ah, i see. you’re one for the ladies then, aren’t you? no matter.’ and then turns to damon and starts flirting with him. (on the extremely rare occasion that someone may not want to have sex with him, kol instantly decides they’re most definitely a lesbian. because even the straightest male would jump him in an instant.)

oh and once kol decides that freyas a lesbian, he won’t hear otherwise, not even 96 years later when he’s undaggered (“damon, what happened to the clever witch you befriended?” “i’ve known lots of clever witches, kol, you’re gonna have to be more specific” “the lesbian, from new orleans” damon blinks “freya? she wasn’t a lesbian…” “uh, yeah she was, she told me so herself” “no, she just didn’t want to sleep with you,” “exactly, because she was a lesbian!”) OH OH OH and finn’s in the background being all… well, finn, and he perks up like a little dog when he overhears freya’s name. fun bit irrelevant to the plot.

ANYWAYS back to 1914. so enzos at war, kols up to nefarious acts with mary alice and astrid, damon and freya are best friends and have comfort sex bc theyre both tragically touch starved. damon and kol have a sneaky little thing on the side, but then one day kol disappears #daggered and then freya tells damon to meet her outside dowager fauline cottage in 99 years before disappearing. damon’s sad and thinks ‘well at least i’ve learned to be patient’ (thinking of katherine).

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i demand to know more of your oc's (also im trying to catch up on your space au fic its been so long since i last read it)

OH MY GOD IT DIDNT GET EATEN BY TUMBLR

Anon™️ I’m using your ask as like a sticky note of oc ideas specifically Tundra dude there’s SO much I’m so sorry I got into the hyper focus zone

Tundra’s name is actually Alejandra Citlali Osorio-Cruz and through the series she’s just about to turn 16 in season 1 and roughly 19-20 by Season 5 (give or take how the fuck you think time works in 2012 bc I think it takes place over 3-4 years season 5 included)

Tundra came about as a nickname when she was a kid and got super hyper-fixated on professional wrestling and like. She made an entire persona and lore. Alec started using her wrestling name as a silly nickname and it stuck.

Yes I did come up with a stupid cute reason behind the name Tundra bc I can not handle the fact I chose such a BAD oc name for a LION but like I can’t change it NOW!! I MADE HER IN LIKE 2015 SHES TOO OLD TO CHANGE IT

Xever did just think for the longest time Tundra WAS her name. He also just assumed that Alec and Chris adopted a child for fun.

Her bio parents Ixchel and Alejandro were really good friends of Alec and Chris for like. Well over a decade. Ixchel and Alec especially. Ixchel was an actress (like I would say their worlds equivalent of Selma Hayek) and Alejandro worked in music production.

They didn’t have a ton of family they kept in contact with, so Alec and Chris were named Alejandra’s legal guardians if anything happened to them. They sadly died in a plane crash when Tundra was around 1.

This feels like SOOOO edgy and silly to me now but like I literally can’t see Alec and Chris adopting a kid any other way than the guilt of losing their friends pushing them to do it. WHICH SOUNDS BAD. AND LIKE IT IS. However they still love and raise Alejandra as their own, if anything Chris is like. Somewhat distant bc he still has his career but Alec’s like “fuck yeah I get to raise a kid again” and kinda slips from the spotlight. Which is fine by them , they’re like 600 years old they can just have messy fun in the public eye another time

Tundra goes fucking THROUGH IT emotionally through the series. Like goes from would do anything for Chris and Alec (especially Chris who. Again. Was distant and she desperately wanted his approval) to the point where like. She’s yknow. Mutated, to growing resentful of them when Hachi enters the picture (especially when she has to take care of him) to like. Low key betraying the foot and joining the mutanimals in season 3. And then having to deal w Chris being resurrected temporarily in season 5 after a really chill and happy 2 years with her mom and little brother like it’s a LOT.

In season 1 she’s very much a “mean girl” stereotype and slowly evolves into Cool And Gay (but still a little better than you)(she. She gets that from her upbringing.)

Tundra and Karai are seen as like a duo/bffs up until season 2 after the whole “I’m not shredders daughter” thing happens. They grow distant (obviously) until season 4.

So like Alec and Chris are NOT the best parents and like. They did totally just let Tundra take Hachi to live w her and the Mutanimals in season 4. She’d already been in space w him for 6 months and the poor kid really didn’t want to go live in the woods. I have such a specific scene in mind for this and I want to write it out so bad. Anyway tundra basically becomes a teen mom for a little bit. Eldest daughters am I right? *plays class of 2013 by mitski*

Tundra has a modified mini van which she does haul all of her friends who can fit in. Apologies to leatherhead and slash . No she doesn’t have a license

She also has a bike. These two vehicles she did canonically find on the side of the highway and she convinced Donnie and Casey to help her fix them

Tundras in a punk (? Maybe more Pop punk ) band called The Muties (my other characters Jack and Spinstra are in it. also Mondo. Sometimes Raph fills in on drums if Spinstra can’t make it). Tundra and Jack switch off on vocals, she’s usually on bass. They started up in the down time between seasons 4 and 5. They play in Moira’s Menagerie (a mutants only bar and hall) every week on Fridays. Alec comes to nearly all of their shows and also they bring Hachi sometimes when they practice and he’ll play his DS.

Alec will also force their friends (I.e. Apep, Anton, Ivan and Xever) to come watch Tundra w the promise of drinks and she thinks it’s embarrassing every fucking time bc they’re SO LOUD and OBVIOUS and god she could just DIE (but also. Having the support makes her happy)

Alec WILL slam back 3 tequila shots and go on about how talented their daughter is.

Chris got to see her play once. And it was when he was resurrected. And Tundra, frankly, was not thrilled. Another one I wanna write

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Munson

(Eddie Munson + platonic (obviously)

sister!oc)

Warnings: mentions of substance abuse, swearing, smoking and all that jazz. Nothing too over the top though

Summary: Sydney Munson was a freshman who had just joined Hawkins high last year. She was 14, Eddie is 20 here. Since Wayne was never home, Eddie had to take on the father type of figure. Cooking for her, taking her with him to sell so she wasn’t on her own, and helped her through almost everything. She was just like Eddie, they were two peas in a pod. Eddie was really Sydney’s legal guardian since she was a minor and Wayne was never home.

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Sydney was in her room getting ready for school, while Eddie was waiting in the truck. She was fixing her piercings. “Hurry up Sydney or I swear to god I’ll leave without you!” Eddie shouted from outside. She rolled her eyes. “Give me a minute! Asshole.” She grabbed her bag and walked out of the door to the truck. Eddies face scrunched up when he saw her. “You look just like me. Just uglier.” He flicked her forehead. She slapped his hand away, “fuck off.” And got in the truck and lit a cigarette, Eddie did the same. He didn’t care if she smoked, he did at her age too. He drove them to school and they both got out of the car and put out their cigarettes.

Eddie walked her to her class and kissed her head. “Have a good day fartface, I’ll meet you after school and you can come to hellfire if you want.” She nodded. “Of course I’ll come. It’s the last game.” She gave him a quick hug and walked into class. “You’re late again, Munson.” The teacher spoke. Sydney didn’t say anything, and just sat down. She sat next to Dustin. Dustin smiled when he saw her. “Hey syd, coming to hellfire?” She smiled and nodded. “Wouldn’t miss it.” They conversed for a while until they were interrupted by Kyle. Who was Sydney’s bully. He walked over to her desk and leant on it. “Hey Sydney, what’s it like having no parents? Bet they left you. You live on your own? Almost feel bad for you, but look at you. You’re a mess.” Before Sydney could say anything, Dustin spoke up. “She obviously doesn’t live on her own asshole. She lives with her uncle and brother. Who is her legal guardian. A father figure if you must. And believe me when I say her brother would beat your ass. To a pulp. I’m not even trying to intimidate you it’s just a genuine warning.” Kyle laughed. “Her brother? Father figure?! Oh wow, that’s low. I’m sure he’d give her up for any other kid to look after. Poor guy, having to raise a kid like you.” Sydney was hurt, but obviously she wouldn’t show it. She couldn’t. She was done in this class. It was science, boring anyway. She got up and walked out, not before tripping Kyle up though. She went behind the school and lit a cigarette. She thought about what Kyle said. Eddie was only 20, and had to take care of her since a relatively young age. He became her legal guardian when he turned 18. She decided that from now on she’ll take care of herself.

At lunch

When Eddie saw Sydney he called her over to the table and pulled out $5. “Go get yourself something to eat, m’kay?” She shook her head. “I’m alright eds. not hungry, I’ll make something at home.” And with that, she sat down with the rest of corroded coffin and the hellfire club. Her stomach growled, but she didn’t want to take eddies money. She could take care of herself. Or she thought she could, at least.

After hellfire club, Eddie and Syd headed home. Wayne wasn’t home, like usual. So they just did their own thing. Eddie went into his room, and Sydney went into hers. She noticed that ever since hellfire, Eddie hasn’t been in a great mood. She wanted to try and be there for him, so she went into his room. Only to see him snorting powder that she assumed was cocaine. She was shocked, she had never seen him do any type of drug before. Except from weed. Eddie saw her and quickly hid the powder as quick as he could. “Do you ever knock?! Jesus, Syd. You’re really getting on my last nerve. You were pestering me all through hellfire. I know you’re my sister but the only reason I bring you to hellfire is so Wayne won’t kill me for leaving you on your own. Otherwise I wouldn’t invite you at all. When I’m with my club, just do your own thing. Okay? Don’t bother me.” He snapped. That was the first time he properly yelled. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright.” She said as calmly as she could. Yet Eddie was having none of it. “What do you care? My only reason to be here is so you have food, new clothes, lunch money and essentials. You and I both know how I feel doesn’t matter.” He must’ve been really stressed out because he got up and started pacing his room. He just kept going. “Honestly Sydney I don’t think you realise how much stress this puts on me. I’ve failed highschool not once, but twice. On top of that, I have clients I need to get to, and I have my band. And my campaign. And on top of that I, a 20 year old guy still in highschool am taking care of a 14 year old kid. Not just any kid though, no I didn’t get that lucky. You. I got you. Out of all the kids in this world, you’re the one I’m looking after. An annoying, self obsessed idiot who genuinely doesn’t know how to tie her shoelaces. Shoelaces! God, why did I sign those papers? If I didn’t, I’d be so far away from here by now. But I’m stuck here because of you. Good job Sydney, I’m just as stuck here as you are. Hope you’re happy.” He have a sarcastic smile and sat on his bed with his head in his hands. But when Sydney didn’t say anything back, not even a sarcastic remark, that’s when he looked up. Sydney was still standing in the doorway, fat tears running down her cheeks, lip trembling. She took a deep breath before she spoke, “I really was just making sure you were alright.” Before giving him a small nod and walking out of his room completely. She was in a hurry to put her converse on and rushing out of the trailer, not bothering to grab a coat. Even though it was storming outside.

She only had one place she could go to, Steve’s. She knew he would probably have Robin over, which was even more comforting. She made her way to his house and knocked, she waited for about 2 minutes in the rain and thunder before Steve answered it. He wasn’t expecting to see his friends sister standing there looking like she had just been to hell and back. “Jesus, Munson. Come in.” He let her in. “Robin! Come down here!” He shouted. Robin came downstairs. “Syd? Are you alright?” She asked and wrapped a blanket around her, rubbing her shoulders as they all went into the livingroom. Back at the trailer, Eddie was sitting on his bed, rethinking everything he had said to Sydney. And when it really sank in, he just wanted to die. He felt more than terrible. She didn’t even take a coat.

“We’re going to need you to tell us what happened, Syd.” Robin said in a soft tone, rubbing her back. Sydney nodded. “You know how Eddie takes care of me? Because my uncle is never home?” When she got a nod from both Steve and Robin, she continued. “Well, there’s this kid at school. His names Kyle. And he, well to put it bluntly, bullies me. Mostly about my parents. But today, Dustin told him that Eddie is more of a father figure to me. And Kyle was talking about how unlucky Eddie was. And when I got home from hellfire, I saw eddie snorting coke. I asked if he was alright, and he got angry. Telling me how stressful I am, how annoying I am, how he wishes he never signed the papers that prove he’s my legal guardian. And it just made me think. s..say if I died instead of my mom. She’d still be here, I wouldn’t. Eddie could live his life properly. I cause him so much stress. I didn’t accept lunch money from him today. So I haven’t really eaten since Monday. And it’s Wednesday now so it isn’t that long I suppose. I just feel bad. I don’t want to keep him behind. It was wrong of me and unfair to him. But eddies all I have, and now he hates me.” And with that, the waterworks started up again. Steve frowned and pulled her in for a hug. “You are in no way shape or form annoying, Munson. You’re just a kid, he shouldn’t have said that. You haven’t done anything wrong, alright? You need rest.” He rubbed her back and lay her down on the couch, putting a blanket over her.

Still at the trailer, Eddie knew he needed to fix what he did. Sydney was a strong kid, and he made her cry. He’d never seen her so upset. He knew where she was. Steve’s. He quickly drove over there and knocked frantically. Robin answered. She gave him a slight death glare. “Oh, he turns up. She’s asleep. Steve wants to talk to you.” She stood aside and let him in. Steve pulled him into the kitchen and sat him down. “Listen, I’m scared for syd. She’s being bullied about having no parents, and Dustin said that you’re her father figure to the bully. And he started saying really mean stuff like ‘I feel bad that he has to take care of you’ type of stuff. I think she’s thinking about doing something stupid, because she said she thinks it’d be better if she died instead of your mom.” Eddie went pale at that. Better if she died instead? She can’t be serious. Eddie was already tearing up. “Has..has she eaten?” He asked shakily. Steve shook his head ‘no.’ And Eddie sighed. “You need to speak to her man, you were a bit of an ass to her. She thinks you hate her, and says you’re all she has left.” Eddie nodded. “I know I need to speak to her, and I know I was an ass. I just, I’m struggling with money. Dealing isn’t enough anymore and I’ve got to take care of a whole child. I can barely afford dinner anymore. It’s too much, man. But I’m not going to stop taking care of her, I would do anything if it meant she’d be safe. I just don’t know what to do.” Eddie wiped a tear that fell. Steve patted his back, in an attempt to comfort him. “Listen, I’ll help you with money. You and I both know my parents are loaded. Just take her back home and you two can talk it out. Both of you be safe.” Eddie smiled and shook Steve’s hands as a ‘thank you.’ And lightly shook syd to wake her up. “Come on syd, let’s go home.” Sydney was still half-asleep and confused so she just nodded and went with him.

Back at the trailer, Eddie let Sydney sit down on the couch and passed her a cigarette after lighting it for her. She took it happily. “Listen syd, I know what I said. And it was a dick move, I feel horrible for the way I spoke to you. You weren’t bothering me at hellfire, and I do want to take care of you. I..honestly syd I’m just really struggling with money. I cant afford nice things for you, I can barely afford food anymore. And I just, I don’t want you to see me the way I was earlier. You shouldn’t have to see me snorting coke. Because I know you were raised around it, but you shouldn’t have been. I just don’t want you to end up like me, failing school, dealing drugs, and struggling to get by. And Steve told me about what you said, how you think it’d be better for me if you died instead of mom. And that isn’t at all the truth. I wasn’t all that close with mom, but I am close to you. You’re my sister, and you’re all I have too. And about your bully, show me to him at school tomorrow and I’ll talk to him. Im glad you think of me as more of a father figure, it shows I was doing my job right. I’m sorry, syd. I’m really sorry.” At the end of his short speech, he looked and syd to see her crying. She went up and hugged him. “You’re the best brother, Eddie. And I forgive you. About the money, I’ll get a part time job after school. I’m old enough to do my part too. You shouldn’t be put under so much stress because of me.” Eddie shook his head. “no, no don’t you dare say you’re the reason I’m under stress. I’m under stress because of me, and my own problems. You’ve never been a problem to me syd. And I’m so, so sorry that I made you feel like you were. Just promise me you won’t end up like me.” Syd sighed. “Eddie, stop talking about yourself like you’re someone to be looked down on. No, you’re not perfect but you’re not broken either. You’re just Eddie, and I was pretty much raised by you so I can’t promise anything.” Eddie smiled and Sydney put her cigarette out. “Right, well, tomorrow you need to show me that Kyle guy tomorrow and me and him are going to have a little talk about why he shouldn’t bully Eddie Munsons little sister.” He got up and ruffled her hair before they both called it a night.

🤗

[thisismyroadtothethrone]

So I started watching 9-1-1 while waiting for my other show to come back and I’m not even gonna lie I was under the impression before even starting the show (and a pretty reasonable one at that if I do say so myself especially the more I watch) because of all y’all I really thought that Buck and Eddie were dating in the later seasons so imagine my shock upon realizing that they in fact are still not dating!!! LIKE WHAT!! Don’t get me wrong the slow burn will be fantastic…that is if whoever needs to green light it to happen actually goes through with it but if they don’t I feel like it’d be such a disservice to them at this point because there are waaayy to many moments that might seem small at the time but they all add up to more ya know. Now I’m only in the back half of season 3 but I already know a lot of stuff in regards to both their plot lines in the later seasons and I have lots to say about a lot of things.

But first I need to scream about the transition between scenes I just watched in episode 3x18 What’s Next? I mean Abby saying “No he stopped waiting for me a long time ago” and THE FREAKING TRANSITION to Buck looking at the summer camp brochure and low key freaking out about Christopher being away for two whole weeks acting like a total dad!! Like y’all YALL!! I was literally screaming!! I mean the undertones and insinuating of that alone like what is any of this for if they don’t go through with it by the end of all this!!!

Also can I just say THE GROCERY STORE FIGHT!! Not even ashamed to say I watched it like five times in a row I’m such a sucker for shit like that…and the tsunami episodes I literally went insane!!

And the episode where Buck meets Red and finds out that none of the guys from his firehouse even speak anymore and worrying that that could happen to the firefam and Eddie trying to reassure him it won’t happen to them. As someone with severe anxiety who freaks out about everything even stuff I know I shouldn’t have to freak out about I get Buck’s anxiety especially since he has some severe trauma in regards to family and abandonment issues and the innate need to help everyone and fix everything but as an outsider looking in it’s honestly hilarious and so cute because like Eddie’s right that would NEVER happen to them. I’m just like Buck sweetie you and Eddie are literally best friends and soulmates (romantic or platonic tbd) and you might not know it yet but you are literally Christopher’s legal guardian. And the grocery store fight Eddie was so mad at you for the lawsuit because that meant he couldn’t talk to you which meant Christopher couldn’t talk to you and they missed you like hell there’s nooo way you are getting out of this relationship whatever it ends up being. And Bobby he’s literally your pseudo dad and really the only dad you’ve got because well I haven’t gotten to the episodes with his family issues but I’ve seen stuff and I can guess the rest…y’all have been to Springsteen concerts and he loves and worries about you like you’re his own flesh and blood. You sir are his kid inside and outside that firehouse which mean you get Athena too. And Chimney is dating YOUR sister and I know they have a kid…and Hen and Chim are best friends. Where one goes they all eventually follow. Like your lives are so tightly interwoven with one another there would be no escaping that or walking away. This is the family you chose and they all decided to choose you back and that is so wonderful and important and I need him to know this!!

Anyways I really love this show so far and you can probably guess I’ve grown completely attached and if anything ever happens to chimney I will kill everyone in this room and then myself!

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

“oh, shut up!” yells chaeyoug who is happily smirking at her old lover. his hair has gotten much longer since she’s last seen him and she feels herself falling in love all over again. but her fantasy is ruined when her eyes lock with the diamond ring on your finger.

“we didn’t come for you” chaeyoung says trying not to let her heart distract her from the real reason why she popped up back in jungkook’s life. “i came to get my son and i have a more than fit lawyer who can grant me the visiting rights and the shared custody of my son”

“why? so you can be close with jungkook again? namjoon, how could you?” you try to reason but namjoon just looks down in shame. in his eyes, he’s doing the right thing for you because jungkook doesn’t deserve someone as sweet as you.

“y/n, please” he begs “i’m doing this for your own good”

“MY own good?! i’m not a kid, namjoon” you say. but despite your anger, namjoon is fully convinced that he’s doing the right thing for you. he made a deal with chaeyoung that if she helped him gain custody of jaemin, she won’t touch you, not like she can anyways. she’s under mandatory care at the institution but that doesn’t mean she can’t spend time with HER son.

“look” says chaeyoung “all i want is to see my son. if you allow me to see him and spend time with him then i’ll play nice. if not, then we’re you’ll have to postpone that ‘engagement party.’ congratulations by the way”

if jungkook says yes, she’ll have him wrapped around her little finger. he ruined her career, broke her heart, and now he thinks he can have a happily ever after with her son?! she’ll play nice for now until he’s vulnerable and once he is, she’ll kill him.

“Hyung?! You are fucked up for this- this psychotic bitch is literally manipulating you and you’re letting her!” Jungkook scoffs, taking your hand in his, he quickly puts the money on the table before walking out of the place, and approaching the other two.

“for her own good are you fucking shitting me right now?” Jungkook laughs, he is fuming with anger right now, and he just squeezes your hand very tightly. “didn’t she tell you that she was the one who held her at gunpoint and tried to kill her own fucking Son? She literally tried to ruin yns career, her life! She beat up her fucking friends!”

He bites the inside his cheek, because he cannot let these two ruin everything he’s built with you over the course of a year. And he is trying to be calm, but it’s impossible for him, when his happiness is being threatened.

“AND YOU?! I should’ve just killed you while I had the chance. BUT I COULDN’T BECAUSE YOU GOT PREGNANT. YOU FUCKING BITCH. I WILL MAKE SURE THAT YOU DON’T EVEN GET TO BE AROUND MY SON.” His tone is way too loud and even you’re too angry to stop him.

“you are a psycho. I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU SEE HIM. I HAVE HIS CUSTODY AND YN AND I ARE HIS LEGAL GUARDIANS- and as soon as I marry her?! You will be gone from the picture for good.” of course he’s not gonna let her manipulate him.

“And let’s not forget about your medical record and your assault records.” He’s smirking, holding your hand ever so tightly. “Jaemin is mine! YN IS MINE!” He shifts his gaze to look at namjoon.

You are way too shocked to say anything maybe it’s because you just had your trust broken, Jungkook warned you, over and over.

“do you think I don’t know you well chaeyoung? you want revenge. From me this time. And you’ll probably use jaemin to hurt me and I won’t let that happen.” Jungkook wants to kill them right here.

“He has a father and a mother. He doesn’t need you.. you tried to kill him you don’t deserve him. Yn is his mother.”

“I WILL PROTECT MY SON, AND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE UNTIL THE DAY I DIE.”

Jungkook spits, literally shaking.

He was right namjoon is still in love with you, but you tried to convince him that he was not, Jungkook cannot fathom how naïve you can really be when it comes to realizing peoples intentions.

“Come on yn let’s go before I commit murder right here.” Jungkook says before giving namjoon a one last look, “and if YOU try to take yn away from me I’ll kill you with my own fucking hands, hyung.” Glaring holes into him.

[aemperatrix]

anyway. not to write fate meta in the year of our lord 2023 or anything but expanding on my previous post—Kirei is genuinely such a fascinating character and this is partly Urobuchi being unhinged but so much of it, of him, was there from conception. Nasu ‘my fetish is this one specific blonde woman but not in a Tarantino way’ really said hee hoo hee hee what if there was an eroge and King Arthur was a girl? and you could bang her? and then Put This Fucking Guy In. and I’m expected to be normal about it.

from his very name, Kirei as in the virtue of beauty, but also as in partial homophone of Kyrie, ‘Lord’, mercy, and the way we’re told his father considered him ‘a gift’, but there’s no mention made, ever, about his mother (I have theories about this and none are particularly pretty) to the fact that he realizes there is something Fundamentally Wrong with him while still a small child, and attempts to correct this, only to ultimately, and erroneously, conclude that joy itself must be a sin, because for him joy is found in the suffering of others. the irony of his name, a name which evokes the idea of light.

the poetry in it, as he is someone who spends his entire life seeking it, a search which concludes in the blazes that engulf Fuyuki.

and speaking of Fuyuki: Urobuchi does a very interesting thing in Zero with the designs of the Command Sigils manifested by each master; they’re very quick visual clues to the nature of the characters that bear them. Kirei’s resemble a dragon.

a Serpent, if you will.

serpent which he is both tempted by (yes, I mean Gilgamesh) and which he himself eventually becomes (as this is his role in Stay/night, regardless of route—he is what we would describe in the context of a fairy tale as ‘The Necessary Evil’.)

he is this to Shirou and he is this to Rin, but he is especially this to Sakura, in my opinion, because while he is not the root cause of her sufferings (that blame lay jointly on Tokiomi and Zouken’s respective doorsteps) he is, indirectly but consciously, their great architect. he is behind the Fire and he is perfectly aware of Zouken’s opportunism in taking the shards of the corrupted Grail and implanting them in Sakura. it’s HIGHLY unlikely that he is not aware of the Matou’s particular style of cultivation and of what is happening to Sakura. he could intervene but he tacitly allows it as by fashioning her into a ‘Dark Grail’, Zouken is unwittingly furthering his agenda.

in Heaven’s Feel last act when they have their confrontation, he explicitly tells Sakura that she has outdone his expectations. how? perhaps by surviving so long to begin with. perhaps because he doubted she would ever exhibit enough greed to go off the deep end; perhaps because she has had such a hard time allowing herself to desire, to be selfish, in the first place.

he considers her an ‘abomination’, but the term is not applied to her character, only to the fact that by that point she is a literal man-eater—otherwise, her psychological profile very much fulfills his criterion of a virtuous woman. he’s fond of her, I genuinely do think. like. he expresses to Shirou that she should be killed, yes, but this is in the context of her aforementioned literal man-eating, in the context of him taunting Shirou, and also in the context of him saying that killing her would be a mercy, that it would save her, both in a literal and metaphysical sense. he seems to genuinely believe that Sakura herself must be disgusted with what she has become and would prefer death to further decay. (and he understands her well enough to not be off the mark: Sakura’s desperate pretense that she has become someone else is a symptom of exactly this self-disgust.)

not that his fondness means anything good, when he is who he is, but still.

also, he can be construed as a paternal figure in relation to both Rin and Sakura, and you’d be tempted to think it is more obvious in Rin’s case, as he is her legal guardian and physically much more present in her life, but I believe it’s Sakura he leaves an indelible print on, specifically because he is yet another (physical) absentee in her life.

Tokiomi’s absenteeism, his giving away of her, taught her that she is easily disposable; Kariya, unintentionally and painfully, taught her that she should bear her lot alone, because anyone who tries to help her is doomed to die. Kirei unintentionally gives her back her autonomy because he manages to make her furious. furious and honest. he makes her into what she is and he also makes her face herself.

he assumes the position of an indifferent, cruel, perversely loving God and fashions in her his own sullied Marian analogue: he saves her life despite himself because he is a priest and letting the thing inside her die would be a mortal sin—or so he claims. ultimately he saves her life because she is, in an oblique but very real way, pregnant with his child.

and I’m expected to be normal and stable and SANE!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

I got sorta sad I’m not sure ask let’s say the main skeles live in an apartment but after they move they get knocks on their door from one of the neighbors kid this doesn’t just happen to the skeles they knocked on all the neighbors doors the skeles just happened to be the only ones that answered the door. said kid knocked on the door because they are lonely and their parents are at work all the time to the point the kid never sees them not even on weekends or holidays so the kid spends most of the day with the skeles following them around whenever they’re not at school and talking to to them about their day. As time goes on the skeles find out that the kid does everything alone from making dinner, going grocery shopping, and bring your parent to school events and the kid has a weird habit of just watch other families and often asks skele about families as a way of imagining their family together sorry is this is an uncomfortable ask you don’t have to anwser it but I was juts curious because I recently watched kotaro lives alone

Undertale Sans - He is concerned. He doesn't show it at first because he's naturally friendly and he likes the kid, but a long time ago, he was a kid who struggled to survive on the streets, always quiet, growing up too fast, and he knows the signs too well. He will wait to be absolutely sure your parents are not taking care of you to call someone for help, because no kid should have to go through that alone. Though, if they wants that, Sans will gladly be their tutor and raise them until they're old enough. He doesn't mind and at this point, he's way too attached to let go anyway. He would have feel guilty if you had been taken away on his watch.

Undertale Papyrus - It doesn't seem wrong to him for a very long time. Papyrus just thinks the kid is mature and likes to be responsible, after all, Frisk was the same at their age. But then he remembered Frisk's past was not happy. At all. And that they were acting that responsible mainly because they were lonely and had no choice. Papyrus will ask his brother for advice. Sans will keep an eye socket on the kid for a while, and it would go the same way, except Papyrus will end being the child's tutor.

Underswap Sans - He feels bad to betray the child's trust, but he's a cop and it can't stay like this forever. Blue is making a report to the police station so someone can take them away and make their life better. He can't take this responsability, he's not ready to have children just yet. But he just can't stay there and do nothing while this kid is suffering, even if they quite not yet realising it.

Underswap Papyrus - He kinda adopts the child either they wants it or not. He's cooking for them, making sure their bills are paid, and that they have school furniture and food... And then a bed... In his home... Honey grows attached extremely quickly, and he relates so much he can't do nothing. Though, he tried to hide everything from Blue for how far he could, because Blue, the second he finds out, immediately talked about giving the kid the help they need and fill a report. Honey doesn't want to, but he did it anyway. Honey is heartbroken when the kid cried his name while social services dragged him in the stairs, but eventually, Blue noticed and soon after, Honey became his legal guardian for good.

Underfell Sans - He was mainly a jerk at first, but that didn't scared the child off so he was a bit impressed. Red is a bit more distant than the others are though. He knows it's not normal the kid is all alone, but he won't fill a report or anything, it's not his role. Though, he will make sure the kid has enough money to take care of themselves. He's not that rich, but he knows that's what was missing for him Underground. He just doesn't want the kid to start stealing for survival. That wasn't good for him.

Underfell Papyrus - He's uneasy at first, but he doesn't understand why before he has the all picture. This kid is way too much like him when he was a babybones. Full of hope and sadness, esperances and desillusions. And he can't. He just can't watch without doing anything. At first, he did mostly like Red, giving money, food and clothes, but quickly, he realises he's worrying all the time, watching through the window when the kid is late, feeling proud when he success during an exam... He will eventually ask if the kid want to move in with him, without pressuring them. They accept gladly the offer. The next year, Edge managed to adopt them.

Horrortale Sans and Papyrus - They are both quite surprised a kid is bold enough to hang out with them, and actually genuinely liking that. Then the kid starts to help them around with the farm, and their help is very appreciated. Of course, they both grew attached each day that passed, to the point even Oak feels comfortable with them around his head hole. Willow will be the one discovering something is wrong with the child. He will just have a long talk with them, before Willow goes and fills a report to the police station right away because it's unacceptable. The kid is free to stay, of course, and they will gladly take care of them (with some help from Toriel, because they... uh... have no idea what a kid needs, especially Oak).

Swapfell Sans - Well. He needs a heir after he's dead (yeah, happy thoughts), and this looks like a great opportunity. He litterally goes to the child and says "Yes, that will do. You are adopted now.", and the kid rolled with it somehow, and now he's living in his house. Rus, Alphys and Toriel are a bit concerned about the legality of the thing, since it's look quite like a kidnapping to them, but since the child is fine with that, they... accept it blindly??? So yeah, that's his kid now. They will learn so much fun things like threatening people, torturing their love ones to gain money and bitch talk on their rivals. I'm sure nothing wrong will happen out of this.

Swapfell Papyrus - Oh no, he wants to help so badly but he has no knowledge whatsoever of how you're taking care of a child. So he just feeds him... chicken mcnuggets? It worked once, so it must be good, and since he's lazy, that's surely mean you will like nuggets your entire existence. Eventually, Rus got reported by the school for feeding the kid only nuggets, which revealed to everyone what the kid endured, which finally made Nox steps in the game to take care of the child. Since they're attached to Rus, he doesn't want to separate them. Though, he seriously needs to talk to his brother about how to take care of a kid.

[casspurrjoybell-17]

HEART'S FATE - CHAPTER 42

*Warning: Adult Content*    

"Let's see... Try these." 

Noah Hunter pulls a t-shirt from a neat pile and a button-down from the rack in his closet, which is organized by color and holds them out to his brother. 

Martin Hunter accepts the garments reluctantly and set them aside while he removes the thin shirt he'd slept in. 

As he pulls it over his head, he hear an intake of breath and looks up to find Noah staring at his torso.

Martin looks down at himself and grimaces.

He'd been mauled by the wolves of Elena's brother's pack when they'd tried to take their parent's territory and Martin still has scars. 

Unlike Noah, Martin is blessed with quick healing, though not as much as their sister, Freya and Alpha Dane. 

Martin’s wounds heal faster than usual but not perfectly. 

Ambrose Thorne saved his life but even his gift hadn't erased all traces of the injuries. 

He'd gotten used to the marks and his new mate, Skylar West hadn't mentioned them, so Martin had thought perhaps they weren't very noticeable.

Noah's look of horror tells him he was wrong.

He turns aside, though his back isn't any better than his front and pulls on the t-shirt and buttons-down, leaving the over shirt open.

Recovering himself, Noah clears his throat and turns back to his closet. 

"And um... trousers. How about these?"

He turns and hands his brother a pair of stylish jeans. 

Martin takes them wordlessly and pulls them on. 

They're a little short in the leg but fit well enough.

"Thanks. I appreciate it."

Noah rests a hand on Martin’s shoulder. 

"Martin... it's not a favor. You're my brother."

Grateful that Skylar chose to wait in the hall, Martin takes a breath and forces himself to speak. 

"Actually... I have a favor to ask you."

"Anything."

Martin laughs. 

"Don't agree yet. It's a doozy, as Mom would say."

Noah shakes his head and repeats himself firmly. 

"Anything."

Martin clears his throat. 

"I'd like... I'd like to name you and Ambrose as the children's legal guardians. In my will, I mean. Just in case."

Noah blinks in surprise and then, to Martin’s mild alarm, his eyes fill with tears and he pulls his brother into a hug.

Martin clears his throat again. 

"There's no need for that," he says. "Because you're gonna be fine, Martin. But... we'd be honored, anyway. Just in case."

Martin nods against his brother’s shoulder, his throat too tight to speak. 

Noah releases him and gives him a moment to collect himself before they rejoin Skylar in the hall. 

Then, feeling like he’s entering a monster's lair, Martin descends the stairs.

The door to the sitting room is shut and Martin pauses in front of it. 

His heart flutters like a panicked bird in his chest and Skylar rests his hand on his back. 

Martin leans into him and takes a deep breath.

"Okay?" Skylar asks.

Martin gives a slight nod, straightens his spine and enters the room.

Dane sits in the center of a large sofa, his mere presence occupying the entire space, while Ambrose lounges by the mantlepiece, insouciant as bored nobility.

Elena sits apart in a chair, ignoring the two men as she checks her makeup in a small mirror.

She looks up when they enter. 

Martin feels her eyes rake over him like a physical touch and fails to suppress a shudder. 

She looks unimpressed. 

“Martin.” 

“Elena.” 

Martin gives his ex-wife a stiff nod and takes a seat on the settee beside Skylar, acutely conscious of the eyes that follow him.

"How are the children?"

Martin frown. 

"They're none of your concern."

She lifts a thin shoulder and waves a manicured hand, a hand that shakes a little and tucks the mirror back in her purse. 

"Fine. Pleasantries aside, how are you? And no, I'm not asking because I care."

There's a brittle edge to her tone and Martin finally allows himself to take in her appearance more thoroughly.

Her hair, makeup and clothes are flawless, as usual. 

Her lustrous red tresses look straight from the salon, her outfit probably costs more than every piece of clothing Martin owns combined and her makeup looks ready for a magazine cover shoot. 

Beneath this veneer, however, is a different story.

Like him, Elena appears to have lost weight and her skin, which he remembers as a healthy, light bronze, looks sallow despite her makeup and oddly thin, as if it's too tightly stretched across the bones of her face. 

She fidgets and jiggles her leg, telling habits Martin can't recall his stone cold mate ever exhibiting before. 

She looks more like an addict in need of a hit or a smoker in the throes of withdrawal, than the steel-willed woman he remembers.

"I think you know how I am," Martin says, finally answering her question and meeting her honey-gold eyes, which he had once found so startlingly beautiful and which now spark nightmare memories. 

"Why are you here?"

"Because I want something, of course," she says simply and arches a brow at Ambrose. 

He draws a slow breath through his long, thin nose and narrows his eyes at her.

"Loathe as I am to admit it, she's telling the truth," he says.

"Of course I'm telling the truth," she snaps, huffing and crossing her arms. 

"I'm no fool. I know what I'm up against. So, your turn, how have you been this past year? Thriving and living your best life without me? I think not. In fact, let me guess, you can't sleep, you barely eat and you haven't Shifted in a year."

Martin stares at her. 

If he lies, Ambrose will know it, if he tells the truth, everyone will know it.

"Close enough," he whispers.

Elena sneers. 

"Try 'spot on.' Do you know how I know? Because I'm the same," she laughs bitterly and shoots a venomous glance at Dane. "If only you'd stuck to tradition, for once and killed me, as you had every right to do, none of this would have happened."

"Not too late to fix past mistakes," he says, returning her glare. 

“No, it isn't," she agrees with a sneer, though she breaks eye contact first. "But we both know you won't. You're far too noble for that. Instead, you'll let your brother suffer a slow, painful death, wasting away, day by day, until his heart finally gives out and fails."

Dane's gaze shifts to Ambrose. 

"Is that true?" he asks. 

Ambrose runs a hand through his long auburn curls and casts me an apologetic look. 

"She believes it to be."

"I'm asking you," Dane growls. "You're the healer here. Is Martin sick?" 

Ambrose sighs. 

"I don't know. All I can say is I've noticed a decline. Although..." his gaze shifts to Skylar. "In the past few months, I thought I saw improvement." 

"There is improvement," Martin insists. "If I was tired and stressed, it was only because I had too much on my plate and..." 

Martin glances at Dane and winces.

"And because I didn't ask for help. Sky helped me see I didn't have to do everything alone. He helped me see I wasn't..." 

"Worthless? Irredeemable? Pathetic?" Elena suggests, a cruel quirk to her lips, and shakes her head. "You were always a slut for punishment."

Martin’s vision darkens at the edges and he’s aware of several people rising to their feet. 

Martin holds out his hand to stay the imminent slaughter and forces himself to speak. 

"I was naïve, stupid and desperate for love," he rasps. "You were a spider on the hunt for prey and I fell into your web. But that's all over now. You have no right coming here and saying we're still bound somehow. I have a new mate. You and I are done." 

"Believe me," she sneers, "I wish that were so. I've tried to move on as well. I thought finding a new mate would solve the problem, so I reconnected with an old flame. We bonded, but something prevented the true mate-bond from taking hold. I thought it might be because he wants children and I have no desire to be a mother again. So I played that old card and told him Nico and Rio were his. We'd fucked enough for it to be true. Then you had to go and ruin things with that test. I thought you'd be glad to have fewer mouths to feed." 

She huffs and crosses her arms and I stare at her for a handful of seconds as my brain struggles to comprehend the incomprehensible. 

She waves her hand dismissively. 

"Never mind. I'd been looking for an opportunity to take them, since you wouldn't give them up willingly, when by pure chance I ran into Miguel, almost literally. I'd have thought you'd at least teach the children how to cross a street. At any rate, once I got him talking, he confirmed a few things for me and now I believe I understand. It's your Wolf that won't let go, that still clings to the rotting strands connecting us like the tendons of a severed limb." 

"Impossible." 

Martin shakes his head. 

"The last thing I ever wanted was to see you again." 

"Well, what is it then?" Elena demands. "Tell me, Martin. Why can't you sleep? Why do you torment yourself? Why do you deny yourself even the most basic pleasures? Why can't you Shift and why won't you let anyone help you? Why did you suffer alone for so long when..."

"Because I should have DIED." 

In the ringing silence, Martin struggles to catch his breath, aware of every eye on him. 

Gasping, he glares at Elena and forces himself to continue in a more level tone.

"Because I deserved to die for what I did. That's why."

She smiles sharply. 

"And there it is."

Dane looks stricken. 

"Martin... Is that true? Is that really what you believe?" 

When he can't bring himself to answer, Dane glances at Ambrose, who stands with his fingers pressed to his lips. 

Ambrose nods once, indicating Martin haven't lied. 

Dane leans towards his brother but Martin shakes his head and keeps his eyes on his former mate. 

"It doesn't matter what I believe. I didn't die. I was spared. And so were you." 

Elena nods. 

"And that is the problem. 'Till death do us part' really is the way with Wolves. Living Mates separate so infrequently, we may be the only pair alive to have done so. We haven't done so cleanly, anyway and whatever thin strands still bind us, they are poison. You will never forgive me, I will never respect you. We need to sever these putrescent ties for both our sakes or we shall both perish." 

She draws a deep breath and sits back in her chair. 

"Martin Hunter, I have never and will never, love you. I don't even love our children. In fact, I think I am incapable of love and I have stopped blaming myself for that. However, I have an objective interest in my offspring and for their sake, if for nothing else, I would prefer they not be orphaned. I believe we have that in common, at least." 

Rubbing his hands over his face, Martin releases his breath in a long sigh. 

"What do you propose?" 

"I believe we need to perform a separation ritual," she says. "Sever the bond properly. Give our Wolves the closure that yours, at least, seems to need." 

"What ritual?" Dane asks.

Elena shrugs. 

"Nothing complicated. A simple ritual of Parting should do."

"What's that?" Skylar asks.

As he speaks, Martin becomes aware that he's holding his hand and that he has his fingers locked in what must be a painful grip. 

Loosening his hold on him, Martin takes another breath.

"It's something we do when a Wolf leaves the Pack. Usually to join an unrelated Pack, one outside the family. We did it for Travis when he left to live with Chiaki. It helps the Wolf bond with a new Pack and helps prevent the worst of homesickness. It's done when a Wolf dies, too. It's like a formal goodbye."

"Ah, I see. Can we do it now?"

"It's best done at the new moon," Martin says.

"Which was two days ago."

"The full moon will do just as well," Elena says, studying her nails.

Martin glances at Skylar. 

"I think we might have... a prior engagement."

"This is him then?" she asks, jutting her chin at Sky. "Your new 'mate'?"

For the first time in this strange conversation, Martin is able to give a firm, definitive answer. 

"Yes. He is." 

Elena's lip draws back in a sneer. 

"Hmm. You always were a weak-willed little bitch. I should have known what you really wanted was a cock up your ass." 

Before Martin can reply, he startles as the sleeves of Ambrose's shirt vanish in a burst of smokeless fire, leaving nothing but a fine gray ash on his bare arms. 

"Ah, beg pardon," he says, dusting himself off. "I was just wondering if it was possible to selectively incinerate a person's tongue. Got a bit excited there." 

At Martin’s side, Skylar tilts his head at Elena, studying her with a perplexed expression. 

"I don't know what you mean," he says. "Martin is the most resilient person I've ever met. And I don't know what cocks have to do with anything but in our last coupling, it was I who had...”

Martin nudges him sharply in the ribs. 

As charming as Skylar’s unfiltered style can be, the last thing Martin needs is his family imagining that while...

Dane's slightly unfocused look tells Martin it's too late and he clears his throat loudly to bring the attention back to himself and the present.

"All that aside. You followed us to the coast once already to threaten poor Dr. Howard. If you truly think this ritual is the answer to our problems, then you can follow us there again because that's where we'll be at the full moon."

Martin glances around the room, conscious of Skylar's hand in his as he meets Dane and Noah's eyes in turn. 

Just about every painful secret he has, has been laid bare, might as well drop another bomb while he’s at it.

"Besides. A parting ritual might not be such a bad idea," Martin Hunter says. "Depending on how things go in the meantime, you might not be the only one saying goodbye."

[behaein]

hi, everyone! it’s just me (chaerin’s mun) back with a second muse! i wanted to bring in someone different, so unlike chaerin, haein’s a lot more spunkier and goofier! she’s got that firecracker energy, and she actually wants to be an idol as well. i have her profile page up, but anything else you need to know about her will be in this intro post. as always, please do like this post to plot or come bother me with all your thoughts and ideas!

before i begin, i’ll say that haein goes by both hailey and haein! it depends on whichever language you begin to speak with her. nevertheless, she doesn’t mind either one!

her background first: hailey haein oh was born in seattle, washington to an engineering professor and a chef! has an older and younger brother. all in all, let’s just say that hailey was the only one to not win the academic lottery! she was not as smart as her parents or older brother, and it became pretty evident that she’ll never be on their level! not to say that she got like d’s and f’s, but she wasn’t going to graduate in the top 5% yknow

her parents didn’t care too much though, and they continued to support her in trying to find something she’d like. has gone through gymnastics, was a cheerleader in junior high and high school (or at least as much as she attended), so she’s always been an active dancer! 

when she’s in high school, a casting manager from a npc company in korea picks her up and asks if she’ll like to audition. she does and they offer her a spot as a trainee. parents are glad she’s found something she can do and shift her off to korea! 

when she was training, she lived at a dorm with the other trainees, but her legal guardian was always her maternal aunt! a run-down of maternal aunt: always wanted to be a musician but her parents said no, so she became a pharmacist instead. however, she’s still super passionate about music so her and haein went along great

right before the group is supposed to debut, about three girls get cut from the lineup with one of them being haein. it’s kind of a shocker for her because she’s had a pretty easy life until then. plus, she moved all the way to korea, dropped out of high school (she found it difficult to juggle that and training together) and got her ged instead so like... what now? 

that all happened within the last three months, so now she’s been working as a part-timer at cgv, the movie theater, and she also does some english tutoring at the side. she thought about moving back to america, but her aunt convinces her to continue pursuing her dream!! dropped out of high school anyway so what’s she going to do back in america?

hailey agrees so here she is!! trying to debut somehow!! 

so timeline with years to break it down: 2002 (born) -> gets casted and moves to korea summer of 2020 -> trains until september 2022 where she gets cut from the debut lineup -> and then current day where she lives with her aunt and works part time jobs

personality: she’s super extroverted and goofy! simply just wants to live a good life, kind of lives the yolo lifestyle. up for being friends with anybody as long as they make her laugh. she sort of gets affected by the people around her and act the way they do when she’s around them! haein’s like slime, she can sort of melt into any situation and personality as long as it means getting along with those around her because she finds fun in socializing with people. you can catch her just sitting at cafes on her own, people watching because she thinks that’s interesting

possible plot ideas: people she tutors in english, those she meets at dance classes because she’s taking them to not forget how to move, those she meet at like a korean american community thing within korea, someone who likes seeing movies so they always see her at cgv and you share movie recs with one another, you can talk kpop with her because she loves her groups (esp girl groups) and anything else!! i’m open to everything, and haein’s a super flexible muse so!

[lovvecherrymotion]

oh yes thank you i would still love some soup especially from you 🥹👉👈

i’ve read like 3 buddie fanfics so far and i’m already blown away!! i’ve been reading one since this morning and couldn’t stop i have a few chapters left and so many feelings ahsjhdjd

oooh i know about those scenes, at least i knew about the shooting when it happened because it was all over twt and i was like ??? did they- kill him off 😳 but no phew thank god :))) also i was told about the will thing recently and the fact that he has like, actual family that you would think are more convenient to be put as legal guardians and yet he’s choosing buck 🥹 they’re insane, and in love, and i’m very soft for that little family they have!!! i think my first introduction to buddie was that scene with the woman who tells them they have an adorable son and buck doesn’t deny it likeee ohhh i just want them to be happy together 😭😭😭😭

- 💌

good morning, anon! i hope you're feeling better today. here's the soup i made 🍲

i have SO many feelings about eddie choosing buck. this is a dude he's know for a very short amout of time? who has the exact same job and if something happens to him it's very likely buck can also be in trouble? and YET!!! i'm not saying it was an emotional choice, because i truly think eddie believes buck is the best person for it, but oh my god. there are so many reasons not to pick buck - and he did it anyway. and then didn't say anything about it until he had to. actually insane, if you really think about it

the elf scene is so cuteeee. buck doesn't care if others see them as family (and they are 🥺💜💜). they bring me so much comfort and happiness jfc

if you have any other buddie/buck/eddie thoughts or hcs or questions or anything please come talk to meeeeee. in fact this is my question of the day actually

[spideykaiparker]

Not Your Average Field trip

Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Field trip trope

warning(s) : slight smut, fluff

summary : peter's decathlon team are going on a field trip to Stark Industries, but peter wasn't allowed to go, long story short, they bumped into peter in the hallway, catching peter in a slight compromising situation.

author's note : okay, so this is my second peter parker fanfic, this is your typical peter parker field trip trope but with a slight twist, i had this idea for a while, so i hope you like it! it's okay if you don't, cause i just wrote this for my own entertainment, hehe. english is not my first language, so sorry if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes.

I'm really sorry if it's bad, but i promise it gets better along the way!

anyways, happy reading! ^_^

it was noisy in the decathlon room, Mr. Harrington was in the principal's office because apparently there's some big news for the team.

about 45 minutes later, Mr. Harrington came back to the room with a bunch of papers, wearing an excited face. immediately all of the noise stopped and the focus was on Mr. Harrington.

"okay everyone, i have some exciting news here" Mr. Harrington said, practically shaking because he couldn't contain his excitement. "we're going to Stark Industries on Friday!" he continued with a huge grin.

"what?!"

"how?"

"we're going where?"

all of peter's decathlon teammates were freaking out, excited by the news, but peter, he was freaking out because of the fact that they were going to his work place.

but then again, his teammates except ned and mj doesn't even believe that peter got an internship at Stark Industries, they think that he's lying about his internship, hell, even some of his teachers doesn't believe him, even if he already gave them the legal documents, they still won't believe him, saying that he's forging the documents. where in reality, he really got an internship. Mr. Stark has gave him a real internship seeing as he's really intelligent, some might even say he's on par with Tony Stark himself. Mr. Stark made him his personal intern, but he could still work with the other interns.

"okay calm down everybody, I'm going to hand out these forms for your parents or guardians to sign, make sure to hand it in to me on thursday" Mr. Harrington explained while handing out the forms, still a bit excited himself.

"okay you may go now"

just as peter was heading out, Mr. Harrington called him over. "pete can you come here for a second" he said while gesturing with his hand for peter to come over.

"yes Mr. Harrington? is anything wrong?"

"ah yes, unfortunately, because some of the teachers don't believe that you really have an internship at Starks Industries, they decided to not let you go, they said that your lying has gone too far, and should be punished for it, therefore you can't come on the field trip"

"what? but I'm not lying, Mr. Harrington" peter questioned, a bit hurt that his teachers don't even believe him, but also a bit relieved, because he wouldn't have to go on a field trip to his own work place.

"i know you're not pete, but unfortunately the other teachers don't think so, but you can just stay at home instead of going to school" Mr. Harrington explained, feeling sorry for peter.

"okay, Mr. Harrington, thanks for informing me" peter said while walking outside.

peter went straight to Stark Industries after that, because May finally agreed for them to stay at Stark Industries after a lot of provoking from Mr. Stark.

once he arrived at Stark Industries, he went straight up to the living quarters, more specifically to Y/N stark's room, without needing to scan his badge because the employees there already knows him.

when he reached the top he went straight to Y/N's room, only to see her sleeping in front of her desk with a bunch of unfinished projects that she's working on.

smiling at the sight, peter slowly made his way to Y/N, picking her up gently, and carrying her to her bed, then getting inside under the covers himself. Y/N automatically snuggled closer to peter, feeling his warmth, inhaling his familiar scent.

"mm.. you're back" Y/N said while rubbing her face in peter's sweatshirt like a cat.

"yeah i just got back, baby" peter replied while stroking the back of her head, smiling down at her.

"what time is it?" Y/N questioned whilst rubbing her eyes.

"uhh, i think it's a little past four pm"

"let's head to the kitchen, I'm hungryy" Y/N suggested while slowly getting up from the bed, still gaining consciousness.

~

once they reached the kitchen, Y/N sat down on the counter, while peter made a sandwich for both of them.

Y/N, who was still a bit drowsy from sleep, noticed the sad look on peter's face while he was making a sandwich. she made her way to peter, hugging him from the back, resting her chin on his shoulder, but can't quite reach it because of the slight height difference. so she opted to just snuggle her face on the back of his right shoulder.

"is everything okay?" she questioned, tightening her grip around his waist.

"yeah.. it's just- i was supposed to go on a field trip here on friday, but the teachers wouldn't let me go because they think I'm lying about my internship" peter answered with a frown.

"what? how could they, they can't just do that, you gave them the documents, proof that you're really an intern here" Y/N said with anger clear in her voice, hugging peter a bit tighter.

"i know, but they think that I'm forging the documents" peter answered with a defeated look on his face.

"let's go talk to my dad, I'm sure he'll do something about it"

"no, it's okay, i don't care if they don't believe me, it's fine if i don't go on the field trip, i literally live here, why would i want to go on a field trip to my own home" peter retaliated

"but still—" she got cut off by peter turning around in her hold, hugging her back, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"it's fine, Y/N, I'm okay" he said with a small smile.

still a bit mad, Y/N just nodded her head with a small pout, resting her head on his chest, hugging him tighter.

peter laughed at her cuteness, resting his head on top of her's in return, rubbing the back of her head lovingly.

they spent the rest of the day watching netflix, talking about random stuff, just enjoying each others company.

~

thursday, they were supposed to hand in their forms to Mr. Harrington, and while his teammates excitedly talked about going to Stark Industries, peter was just resting his head on the table, waiting for the day to go by. ned offered to not go on the field trip and just hang out with peter, but peter couldn't do that to ned, so he insisted for ned to go the field trip.

peter just couldn't wait to go home, flash has been taunting him every second about his internship, saying that he couldn't wait to prove to the whole school that penis parker is lying about his internship.

"why the sour face, parker? scared that your fake internship would be exposed?" flash taunted.

peter didn't reply, instead he just buried his head in his arms, wishing for this to all be over so he could head home and cuddle with Y/N.

"not answering, are we? afraid that I'm right?" flash continued taunting peter with a smirk.

"just leave me alone, flash" peter answered, with a tired look.

"tch, fine, I'm going to prove everyone I'm right tommorow anyways"

"whatever you say, flash" peter said while rolling his eyes.

when it was time to go home, peter practically sprinted out of the room, can't wait any longer to go home and spend time with Y/N.

~

when he reached the tower, he went straight to Y/N's room, finding her working on a project she's been working on for weeks.

"oh peter, you're here" Y/N said, getting up from her desk and immediately hugging peter.

peter hugged her back tightly, burying his face in her hair, inhaling her comforting scent, immediately forgetting about today's events.

~

when nighttime came, they laid on the bed, talking about each other's days. but peter got distracted by the way her lips move, thinking about how her lips wrapped around him, taking in his entire length in her mouth, teasingly playing with the head with her tongue.

"—pete? are you listening?" she asked with a slight smirk. she knows that peter has been staring at her lips for a quite while, she could practically see what he was imagining in his mind.

"huh? y-yeah? what?" peter breaks out of his trance, looking into her eyes that held a mishchievious glint.

"i said, were you listening?" she asked with an innocent look.

"y-yeah, i was" peter stuttered back.

"really? i could've sworn you've been looking at my lips for a while then" she climbed onto his lap "probably imagining how it would look wrapped around your pretty cock, aren't you? how i would lick the head like a lollipop, or how i would take you whole, slowly rubbing your thighs.." she trailed off, kissing his neck, running one of her hand down his chest, resting it on his growing bulge.

peter gulped, looking up at her with doe eyes, gripping her waist tightly.

"i know you said that you're fine about the field trip peter, but i could see the look on your face everytime someone mentions it, so, let me take care of you, okay?" Y/N said, slowly rubbing his growing erection through the material of his pants. she tugged on his shirt signaling him to take of his shirt, he did it almost immediately.

she got off him, only to go down in front of his erection, slowly unbuttoning his pants, sliding it down his legs, leaving his boxer briefs behind.

she kissed the insides of his thighs, leaving bite marks on her way, slowly making her way to his clothed erection.

she rubbed him through the material of his briefs, teasing him while kissing his stomach and hips continuing to leave marks.

peter couldn't contain his moans, he threw his head back moaning loudly not caring if anybody hears, gripping the bed sheets, he couldn't wait for Y/N to finally wrap her lips around him.

Y/N went up in fornt of his face, kissing him roughly, still rubbing her hand up and down his shaft. then slowly making her way down, kissing his neck, leaving marks, going down to his chest.

she wrapped her lips around one of his nipples, swirling her tongue around it, slightly biting it, while her free hand went to his other nipple, pinching it slightly with her index and thumb, occasionally switching to rolling it with her thumb.

peter was absolutely losing it, the feeling of her lips around his nipples, combined with her hand slowly rubbing his hard on. he feels as if he's going to explode if she doesn't put him in her mouth immediately.

she then continued her way down, hooking her fingers around the waistband of his briefs, finally letting it out of its confinement. his member sprung up hitting his lower abdomen, precum leaking out of the pink tip, twitching when she wrapped her hand around it.

she slowly moved her hand up and down his hard shaft, her thumb gently pressing down on the head, immediately getting a loud moan out of him.

she leaned a bit, giving small kitten licks on the head, then finally wrapping her lips around the head first, swirling her tongue around it, then slowly went down further, until her nose brushed against the base. one of her hand playing with his balls, kneading it.

peter moaned loudly, throwing his head back, one of his hand making its way to her hair gripping it tightly, guiding her head to move up and down. peter couldn't hold his hips back from thrusting into her mouth roughly, hitting the back of her throat.

this slightly surprised Y/N, choking her slightly, but doing her best to keep up with his pace.

his thrusts becoming sloppy, his member twitching inside her mouth, indicating her that he was about to cum.

"i-i'm cumming" peter said, eyes closed, his thrusts becoming even more sloppy.

with a few more thrusts, he came inside her mouth, she removed herself from him, swallowing his load, helping him with his high, running her hand up and down his shaft, with some of the cum going onto her face.

when he was done, they were both panting, looking into each others eyes with blush coating both of their faces.

he leaned down and kissed her, slightly tasting himself on her tongue. the kiss was slow, and passionate, opposite of their kiss earlier.

they pulled back and smiled at each other, until peter remember something.

"wait, i didn't get to return the favor"

"it's fine peter, i told you i was the one who's taking care of you today, you can make it up to me some other time, okay?" she said, cupping his cheeks with her hands, kissing his lips one more time.

"okay..."

"okay, I'm going to wash my face now, then we can go to sleep" she said once again, while getting up from the bed heading to the bathroom. peter just wore his briefs, too tired to do anything else.

once she was done, they cuddled the rest of the night, with her head on his chest, her arm wrapped around his neck, and one of her leg was thrown over his thighs, while his arms wrapped themselves around her waist, burying his head in her hair.

~

the next morning, they woke up around 10.30 a.m, because of last nights... events. after they woke up, they decided to stay a little longer in bed, just talking, maybe sneaking in some kisses in between. they were both too distracted by each other that they forgot it was friday, a.k.a the day when peter's decathlon team have a field trip to Stark Industries.

~

the decathlon team arrived not too long ago. usually, Stark Industries doesn't allow school field trips to go higher than the general labs. but, their tour guide, harley keener, was specifically instructed by Tony Stark himself to allow them to go to the higher levels, where tony's and bruce's labs were at. but not only that, that's also where the avengers living quarters, common rooms, and training room/gym were at. just so he can prove everyone that peter is not lying.

"okay, so just a reminder, you are not allowed to touch or take anything from here" harley informed the team while walking down the hallway after going out of the elevator.

"so as you can see, these are some of the avenger's rooms, each of their names are labeled on the door"

the team was in awe with everything, they couldn't believe that they were allowed to go to the higher levels.

"woah is that Y/N stark's room?!" one of the kid's exclaimed.

just as they were about to pass Y/N's room, the door suddenly opened, and out comes peter, only wearing some gray sweatpants, his neck and bare chest littered with hickeys, and Y/N with an oversized t-shirt —probably peter's, with some short's that almost covered by the t-shirt. "yeah i was thinking about pancakes—"

"—peter?"

"—Y/N Stark?"

the decathlon team's mouths hang wide open shocked by the scene infront of them, even ned, mj was slightly surprised but didn't showed it. they couldn't believe that penis parker the nerd was coming out of Y/N Stark's room, shirtless, with hickeys littered around his torso, and has abs.

"huh?" they —peter and Y/N, turned their heads, and when they saw who made the noise, their eyes widened.

"harley! what are they doing here!, they aren't supposed to be here!" peter exclaimed, covering his chest, standing behind Y/N.

"i don't know man, Tony told me they were allowed to go here" harley answered with a shrug.

"but i see you had some fun last night" he continued with a huge smirk on his face.

peter blushed, wanting to just bury himself in the ground and forget this ever happened.

"peter! you really work here?" one of his teammates asked.

"well yeah, i did already told you guys, didn't i? you guys just didn't want to believe me"

"i believed you since the beginning, peter!" ned exclaimed happily.

"and thank you for that" peter smiled, still can't grasp the fact that this is actually happening, his teammates caught him coming out of Y/N's room, with him looking like that.

"peter! are you really dating Y/N stark?" one of his teammates asked again, wanting to know as much as possible about the situation right now.

"umm.." he paused, looking at Y/N, silently asking her if he should tell them, when Y/N nodded with a comforting smile, he continued, "yeah.."

hearing his answer, his teammates were once again shocked by the fact that peter was really dating Y/N.

"why?" a voice asked from the back, they all looked behind them, making way for the person to come forward. the person walked forwards confidently, with smug look on his face.

"why penis parker?" it was flash. once again not wanting for peter to have such a nice life.

"what did you just called him?" Y/N asked, daring him to call peter that again, her smile immediately turning into a scowl, eyes practically boring in flash's skull.

"penis parker, why him? out of all the people you could have, for example me" flash answered, still looking smug, but a slight fear crossed his eyes. his teammates were silently watching the scene unfold infront of them, slightly scared for flash, but also knowing that he deserves it.

"why, you ask? why not? he's smart, kind, selfless, caring, got a body to die for, a face that's cute and hot on the same time, i mean how is that even possible? he's perfect, he's everything you're not ever going to be.' Y/N answered, venom practically lacing every word she utters.

before flash can utter a word, she continued, "—you think you're perfect for me? have you looked at yourself? you think you're all that, flaunting all that money, but in reality, that's just your daddy's money" she said with a mocking pout, "but after this, are you sure you're still going to have money?, you better be scared for your dad, because after the stunt you just pulled here, I'm sure dad's going to take action about it. and before you say anything about me being a daddy's girl, having her dad take care of her problems, using all of her dad's money, no. unlike you, i actually help here, i actually earn the money that's been given to me, infact, most of the avengers gears were designed with the help of me." she ended, arms crossing infront of her chest, looking intimidatingly at flash, daring him to argue.

but flash couldn't even utter a single word, mouth opening and closing like a fish, embarrassed, not looking so confident now.

peter's teammates who were just observing, was also shocked by the words uttered by the Stark girl, feeling embarrassed for flash, and admiring her intimidating aura. peter looking at her with heart eyes, practically falling in love all over again with her.

when flash didn't utter a single word, she smirked, "so now that that's settled, peter and i are going to head on our way now, bye bye~" she waved her fingers with one hand, the other pulling peter away from his teammates.

"oh yeah, one more thing, you're all going to sign NDA'S to make sure, none of this is going to get out, if you were to even utter a single word about today to anyone, you better watch out because we are going to take action." she walked out, dragging peter with her, slightly swaying her hips, peter behind her looking at her with admiration.

his teammates were once again left shocked by the whole encounter, looking back at their retreating bodies with a new found astonishment.

it was silent for a second, then all of a sudden they all started freaking out, talking about the encounter.

"okay, so that happened, come on now let's continue the tour" harley cuts, silencing everyone.

~

peter and Y/N decided to have breakfast, or probably brunch, and then deciding to train for a while. they headed to the training room. they changed into their workout clothes, peter just wearing a tight t-shirt, kind of like the ones steve likes to wear, paired with some shorts, and Y/N wearing a sports bra, with some matching leggings on.

they continued sparring for a while, too distracted by each other, that they didn't realize that the decathlon team was once again at the door, watching them spar with each other with astonishment, still having the difficulty to grasp that penis parker was actually cool.

somehow, they ended up with peter being pinned down on the ground, with Y/N straddling him.

Y/N smirked, leaning down, her hands still bunched up around peter's collar, using that to slightly pull peter up, making him lean his body on his elbows, then kissing him. peter kissed back almost immediately, one of his hand coming around to grip her waist.

the decathlon team who was watching the scene unfold infront of them, was once again shocked.

"...okay, let's just leave them alone now." harley awkwardly suggested, ushering everyone out.

one by one, they left the training room with shocked looks on their faces, leaving peter and Y/N in their own worlds.