Pondering Fate While Ignoring The Obvious
A Ten Inch Hero Story
~Priestly has got it so bad for Tish that he can barely see past the end of her... well, her back end, anyway. He's love sick and forever rejected, constantly stuck inside his own head. When a new girl in town starts messing with him, he quickly loses his cool...~
Boaz Priestly x F!Reader
2,511 Words
Warnings: Nuttin' but fluff and banter. ;)
A/N: This is another square for my @jacklesversebingo card. The prompt is "Backhanded Compliment/Convenience Store/Sugar Addict"
Now listen- I've never written for this movie before, but I had so much fun doing it. If you've seen the movie, I think you'll love this. If you haven't seen it, you may not totally get it, but you'll still love it because it's cute and fluffy and I said so. Give it a chance ;)
Another day, another spicy Italian with no oil and no vinegar. How you could eat a hero dry was a question he could never quite grasp the answer to, but in the end, did another weird order really matter? He’d put a condom on the bun if they asked for it. Maybe not a used one, but then again, Tish was looking extra spicy herself today.
Tish. Goddamnit. There she goes flirting with every male in existence except him. There she is leaning over the counter in that not-so-sneaky way that pushes her tits up and out, giving everyone and their mother a look into the valley of the Promised Land.
For fuck’s sake, if she’d only do that for him.
Then again, nothin’ he hadn’t seen before.
Fingers snapped in front of his face and Priestly blinked himself back into reality.
“Can I help you?” he asked, still half dazed and half hard after staring so intently at his coworker.
Piper sighed. “Yeah. You gotta make a run down the street.”
He sighed harder. “You know, you ladies are capable of patronizing the convenience store now and then. It’s not really hard. You just pick out what you need and exchange it for cash.”
The tiny blonde pouted and batted her lashes. “Please? My feet hurt from standing all day.”
He scoffed. “And mine don't?”
“I’m not used to it. I’m delicate.”
Priestly scratched at the bright green spikes that sat atop his head for the day, masquerading as a hairstyle. He frowned but relented. “Fine. Gimme the list.”
He saw her from the street. He wasn’t purposely peeping through the window like a stalker, but he felt like it all the same. It wasn’t his fault, not really. Things mostly stayed the same around town, so when something was different, when someone new showed up, it tended to stick out a bit.
The new girl at the register was cute, not particularly daring in her style or makeup palette, but she was attractive. Probably the thing Priestly noticed first was the lollipop stick hanging from her painted lips.
His entrance was announced by the jangling of bells and she looked up as he came in. She smiled around the pop and twirled the white paper stick between her fingers.
“Welcome.”
He looked back at her over his shoulder and nodded. “Hey.”
Slowly, she pulled the treat from her mouth and licked the very tip. Her tongue was as red as the pop and Priestley was sure that his cheeks were turning the same shade. He cleared his throat quickly and turned back, going about his business.
The store was otherwise empty except for Mr. Jacobson, the old man who never seemed to go anywhere but was always wherever you went. He was currently lingering at the end of the aisle, amazed at the sheer amount of chip flavors the new millennium had to offer.
“Back in my day we had regular and salt & vinegar, and we were grateful!”
Priestly laughed under his breath and looked over the rack at the register. She was laughing softly as well, and when their eyes met, she didn’t shy away.
He did; quickly tearing his gaze from the cherry pop and focusing on the aluminum foil instead. There was no use flirting with her anyway- she’d never go for him. She looked too normal, too pretty to fall for his shenanigans. Best not to even think about it.
Arms fully stocked, he headed her way, keeping his eyes on the black and gray tiled floor and praying she wouldn’t make his heart race any faster.
She sucked hard on the Blow Pop and then took a bite, making him jump. Sugar crackled between her teeth and she winked.
“I hope you overcharge them,” she said dryly, staring him down.
Confusion took the place of shyness and Priestly’s face scrunched up. “What?” he snapped, jerking away from the counter.
The girl rolled her eyes and went about ringing up his order without another word.
Cash exchanged, Priestly thanked her and walked out, still wondering what the hell she was talking about.
Monday.
Priestly stared out the front window, wondering if the day was going to go his way or not. He knew he shouldn’t bother pondering the Fates, because they always seemed against him, but he liked to think he had some hope tucked away somewhere beneath the Manic Panic hair dye and all the metal sticking out of his head. If there was, he couldn’t find any today.
Tish was late, as usual, probably rolling out of some strange guy’s arms and fishing for her bra underneath the bed.
Someday… someday, that’d be his bed she was searching under. Someday, those would be his arms she rolled out of. He just had to keep hoping.
Or not. He really didn’t care.
The sun was too bright, the grill was too hot. He hated everything.
Except the sound of bubblegum popping behind him. He didn’t seem to hate that.
With spatula in hand, he turned and startled just enough to make the bubblegum appear between coyly smiling pink lips.
“Hey.”
Priestley squinted. “You’re that chick from the store.”
Annoyance crept onto her face. “And you’re that dude with too much eyeliner.”
He laughed before realizing she was insulting him and ended up jolting up on his toes awkwardly, half a smile curled on his lip.
He cleared his throat. “Priestly.”
She squinted. “Like Elvis?”
He shrugged. “And you are?”
“Hungry.”
Slapping a five on the counter, she picked up her hero and spun away, heading toward the door. She turned to push it open with her backside and popped her gum again.
Her eyes were glued to him and Priestly felt his stomach flip. He met her gaze and she smiled.
“I always do.”
He wanted to say something, to ask her what the hell she was talking about, but she was gone before the words reached his tongue.
“Always do what?”
Jen turned her head his way, but her eyes were still locked on the computer screen. “What’s up?”
He sighed. “Nothing. Just a weird girl from…nothing.”
It was nothing. She was just the weird girl from down the street. And anyway, he was supposed to be hating everything today, not shifting his ponderance to the mystery of the gum chewing, pop crunching girl from the convenience store.
“Nothing.”
Blue hair; don’t care.
Priestly cracked an egg on the grill and watched the edges sizzle. He wasn’t great at a lot of things, but cooking eggs was something he did exceptionally well. The butter bubbled around the perimeter, curling the whites just slightly, and he pushed the tip of his spatula against it.
Not ready yet.
The girls were, yet again, chatting about men, and he kept one ear on the sizzle and the other in their conversation.
“I just don’t understand how hard it is to find. It’s right there.” Tish laughed and pushed a delicate hand back through her hair. “It’s a clit, not the Holy Grail.”
Priestly raised a brow. “Some would call it that though,” he interjected.
She rolled her eyes. “You would.”
Offended, he sucked in a quick breath. “Ya know something-”
She turned, one hand on her hip, waiting. “Yeah?”
His lips pursed and dejected, he turned back to the grill. “Forget it.”
“Thought so,” she laughed.
God, she was such a bitch sometimes. OK, most times, but still.
Tish went back to leaning on the counter and he took the opportunity to peek at her ass.
Behind him, a throat was cleared.
Priestly sighed, knowing what was waiting for him when he turned. Or, rather, who.
“You again.” He batted his lashes.
She smacked her lips. “Me again.” From her pocket, she withdrew a pink Starburst and fiddled with the wrapper.
He eyed the candy and followed it to her mouth. Her lips were darker today and it reminded him of the cherry pop. “You eat too much sugar, you know that?”
She smiled gently. “And you dye your hair too much. That isn’t good for you. All those chemicals are gonna fry your brain.”
“Joke’s on you, it’s already fried- shit!” Fried egg. Burnt to a crisp. “Damnit.”
Sugar Girl swallowed a laugh and the Starburst.
He turned around, annoyed at himself and her laughter. “Are you- do you want something?”
“Yup.” She nodded and took her order from Piper, who was holding a small, paper-wrapped hero. “Thanks.”
Green eyes narrowed on her smile. She was weird. Way too weird. And kinda rude.
“You ever gonna tell me your name?” he asked, calling out as she pushed open the door.
“Sure,” she replied, “Soon as I get my free sample.”
“Huh?”
Confusion always seemed to linger when she left, that and the smell of strawberries. Or cherries, or whatever she’d been sucking on.
Sucking on…
His eyes flickered over to Tish and he wondered if she was as good at sucking things as she claimed.
It was raining and he was cranky.
He’d missed his alarm, the car wouldn’t start, and a passing bus nearly drenched him head to toe.
It wasn’t supposed to rain at the beach. It was practically against the law. Nature’s law, anyway.
And to top it all off, Tish was bragging about the amazing night she’d had with a handsome stranger visiting from New York.
“He’s just in town for a few days, so it’s nothing serious,” she explained to a wide-eyed Piper who was drinking down every word. “But man, I wouldn’t be mad if it was. He’s… tall and handsome and-”
Priestly cleared his throat. “Ya know I’m pretty tall.”
She clicked her tongue. “And?”
His heart ached at her callousness. “And… just thought I’d remind you.”
Maybe she didn’t know what she was doing to him, but he thought his advances were fairly obvious. Maybe she was just a bitch.
Jen derailed his thought train with a shopping list she’d printed out.
He shook his head. “No.”
“Please?”
The shop on the corner was the last place he wanted to go. Nameless Sugar Girl was the last person he wanted to see. “Why do I always have to go?” He pouted and gestured to the window. “It’s pouring rain out there.”
Jen looked up with puppy-dog eyes. “Which is why I’m asking you to please go.”
A heavy sigh was his only reply. Priestly grabbed the paper from her hand, crumpling it beyond repair, and set out into the downpour.
He was dripping by the time he made it down the street. He sneered at the water on his face, rolled his eyes at the welcome mat, swatted viciously at the bells as they rang above his head.
“Rough morning?” she asked, watching his huffy entrance.
He scowled. “You could say that.”
A peppermint rolled on her tongue and the red and white stripes caught his eye. “Well, lemme know if you need any assistance.”
Priestly ran a hand through his teal-tinted hair and shook out a puddle’s worth of rain. “Yeah. Thanks.”
It took him a while to collect the goods, having trouble finding the right paper towels that would fit into the holder in the bathrooms. He’d never had any issues in the store before; seemed like someone had rearranged.
Someone.
He looked across the rows of sundries and wondered what her deal was. Hell, he still didn’t even know her name. Not that he wanted to, of course.
Of course.
Finally, and with much annoyance, he arrived at the register.
She laughed softly as he unloaded his arms.
He shook his head. “What?”
“I… I shouldn’t even touch this one.”
He had no clue what she was talking about, he never did, and he was at the end of his rope.
His patience snapped. “What?”
She sat back, clearly hurt by his tone. “Your shirt.”
She pointed at his chest and he looked down, reading the big black letters upside down.
‘Save a tree, eat a beaver’
His shoulders fell. “Oh. Yeah. Whatever.”
“Yeah,” she echoed, the sting heavy in her voice. “Whatever.”
He couldn’t take it anymore. Dropping a can of coffee onto the counter, he slapped his palms down on either side of it and leaned in.
“Ya know, everytime I see you, you’ve got something snarky to say.”
Her eyes went wide. “Snarky?” She frowned. “I thought I was flirting.”
The fight drained out of him along with the blood in his cheeks. Confused once more. “Uh… what?”
Pushing herself up off the stool, she mirrored his pose, hands falling dangerously close to his. “Flirting,” she said again. “It’s an ancient ritual in which a sexually interested party attempts to lure their prey into bed with witty and charming wordplay.”
He balked. “I know what flirting is!”
She glared. “Then why haven’t you picked up on the fact that I’ve been trying to pick you up for weeks now?”
“I uh…” His elbows buckled and he stood up fully. “You have?” No way. She wasn’t…
Memories of the past month flooded his mind. Each time he’d seen her she was smiling at him, not being snarky. She was teasing him, answering the ridiculous sayings on his shirt.
‘I sell crack for the CIA.’ … “I hope you overcharge them”
‘Surf naked.’ … “I always do.”
‘Orgasm Donor - Ask for your free sample’ … “As soon as I get my free sample.”
It had been smacking him in the damned face and he hadn’t seen it. She had been playing with him the whole time, not trying to annoy him. She wanted him to notice her, but he was too busy dreaming of Tish, wondering when she’d notice him.
He sucked in a stunned breath. “You have. Wow.”
A tiny smile returned to her cherry lips. “Come on, I know you’re not as dumb as your fashion sense implies.”
Priestly felt a dip in his gut, something fluttering around inside. He grinned. “Oh, I’m way dumber.”
Reaching across the counter, she grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled him close. “Good.”
Her lips were soft, the kiss as sweet as the candy she was always eating. He breathed her in as her tongue swept over his. He was stunned, confused but in a good way. Maybe he needed to push Tish aside and pay more attention to the world around him. Maybe this was a good thing. A really good thing. His eyebrows raised in surprise, his blood pressure raised even higher.
She pulled away slowly, her lips lingering on his.
“You get it now?”
She waited, blinking at him with the most beautiful eyes he’d ever seen. He should have looked sooner, closer; should have given her a chance.
“Yeah,” he whispered in a laugh. “I think I do.”
Another kiss, a press of her hand at the nape of his neck.
“You ever gonna tell me your name?”
She smiled. “Y/N.”
He reached for her cheek; fingers landing lightly on her soft skin.
“Nice to meet you, Y/N.”
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May Reading Rec List
To show some love and appreciation to all the amazing writers here on tumblr, here are all the fantastic fics I've read this month. 💖
Many of these fics and blogs are 18+ only, and NSFW please heed the author's individual fic warnings and requests regarding no minors. I am not responsible for your media consumption.
Reading Recs Masterlist
Supernatural
Dean Winchester
Darken (Masterlist) @impala-dreamer
Authors Summary: ~You woke up in a trashed motel room covered in someone else’s blood and no memories of the past week.~
Without Her @foreverwayward
Authors Summary: Dean mourns the loss of the love of his life.
Tattooed @coffee-obsessed-writer
Authors Summary: Dean takes you to get ink
Sam Winchester
Lean On @winchester-fantasies
Authors Summary: Sam finds you years later after leaving you for Ruby. Set early in season 5. Inspired by the song “Lean On” by Major Lazer & DJ Snake.
Carry Me @welikeimagines-andfandoms
Authors Summary: Fun fluffy Drabble with the moose
You Lost Me @tattooed-on-my-wayward-soul
Authors Summary: Sam chose Ruby over the reader, now Ruby is gone and the reader and Sam are no longer together but Sam still loves her. The three go to watch the Supernatural play and Sam’s see what he really did to the reader.
Sam and Dean Winchester
Sleeping Arrangements @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis
Authors Summary: Imagine sharing a bed with Sam and Dean. No smut, but oh how we wish…
Dawson's Creek
CJ Braxton
One Exception @zepskies
Authors Summary: Joey has invited you to a party at Pacey’s apartment, and CJ has agreed to go, despite the contentious history between him and your new friends. He doesn’t want to be the reason you miss out on a good thing, but it also means he’ll have to hide his apprehension (and his alcoholism).
Tracker
Russell Shaw
So Close @thebiggerbear
Authors Summary: You meet Colter and Russell at the morgue to help them gain access. Had you known how this was really going to go, you might have pushed Colter's call to voicemail.
Close Enough @thebiggerbear
Authors Summary: When you'd met the Shaws at the morgue the day before, you thought that had been the end of it and you wouldn't need to see one Shaw brother in particular again. Little did you know that Colter was about to once again ask for your help and not only would you be forced to see Russell again but things were about to change drastically for the both of you.
Waiting For The Real Thing @rizlowwritessortof
Authors Summary: You can't serve in the same unit with somebody without getting pretty close. She managed to survive around him until a couple of years ago. And when she hears about their brother-in-arms troubles, she heads that way to help out. Of course, Russ beat her to it. And now she just can't make herself leave without seeing him.
A Line And A Half @zepskies
Authors Summary: When Dory’s eldest brother comes to visit her at Wyoming University, you don’t know quite what to make of Russell Shaw. But he knows exactly what he wants to make of you.
Walker
Cordell Walker
Moonlight Whiskey @idreamofplaid
Authors Summary: Cordell plans a romantic night for the reader that brings back memories from decades ago.
Ten Inch Hero
Boaz Priestly
When Broken Is Easily Fixed @deanbrainrotwritings
Authors Summary: priestly broke up with tish (yes!) uh, i mean… you watch him be pathetic and sad with his big wet green eyes.
Big Sky
Beau Arlen
Untitled drabble @anklesoverackles
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Non-Jensen Characters Masterlist
Anael (Supernatural)
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that." - Anael calls you to pick her up after she leaves Cas back at the Emporium. Having just come off of a rough hunt, you’re really not that inclined to be at the angel’s beck and call.
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe." - Anael is not happy that you’ve agreed to help the Winchesters with their far-fetched plan to destroy Chuck via Jack. She reluctantly accompanies you to the Bunker and this sets events in motion that prompt a conversation between you and Dean on just why the angel is so important to you.
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Jenny Hoyt (Big Sky)
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that." - You decide to ground Jenny for the day and as expected, she’s pissed…or is she?
Part 2 of "I hate you." (coming very soon)
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe." - When Jenny is attacked, you couldn’t get to the hospital fast enough. You do what you can to reassure her that her mother will be found while you sit with her, waiting for the doctor.
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Rachel Gatina (One Tree Hill)
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that." - Rachel, who has never spoken to you before, approaches you to ask for a favor. Despite what Bevin said, Rachel decides that she has to gauge this whole “being into girls” thing properly. And she’s picked you to help her with that. …Lucky you.
Part 2 of "I hate you." (coming very soon)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Tish M (Ten Inch Hero)
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe."
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."
"You're safe now. I'm here."
SDV Leah (Stardew Valley)
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that." - Leah tells you she wants a baby…a month after you’ve been married.
"You're safe now. I'm here." - When Leah rushes into the house one night and starts fortifying the door, you immediately try to find out what has her so scared.
Part 5 of "A Prize", "Wedding Day", "I hate you" & "You're safe" (coming very soon - fic request)
A Prize Unlike Any Other - You may not have gotten the Golden Pumpkin but that’s alright, you got a different prize altogether.
Where Were You On Our Wedding Day - You decide to go mining the morning of your wedding and Leah is not happy about it.
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe."
Deja Vu All Over Again
Bobby Reyes (Law & Order: Organized Crime)
Moving Forward Little By Little - You knew you shouldn’t have let him in that first night he showed up with alcohol in hand to talk about Jamie. But you had and now your partner never fails to show up at your door. The bad thing is, you don’t really want him to stop though you know you should.
SDV Alex (Stardew Valley)
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe." - Alex sees something through your window one night and it scares him silly. You have to explain to him that it’s pretty normal out here on the farm and there is nothing to fear. …Well, you were pretty sure there wasn’t, anyway.
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."
Rhaenys Targaryen (House of the Dragon)
The Queen That Always Was
Charlie Swan (Twilight)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Bella Cullen (Twilight)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Goliath (Gargoyles 1994)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Sorsha (Willow Franchise)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Sam Uley (Twilight)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Billy Butcher (The Boys)
"You're safe now. I'm here."
Fic requests/Prompt Responses
Arya Stark (Game of Thrones)
A Flower Among Wolves
Daenerys Targaryen
Jon Snow
Robb Stark
Margaery Tyrell
Max Guevara
Joey Potter
Lana Lang
Sam Winchester
Castiel
Ruby
Bela Talbot
Benny Lafitte
Amara
Rowena MacLeod
Anna Milton
Gadreel!Sam
Soulless!Sam
Casifer
Belphegor!Jack
John Winchester
Jared Cameron
Paul Lahote
Edward Cullen
Jacob Black
Rosalie Hale
Carlisle Cullen
Carine Cullen
Jessamine Hale
Edythe Cullen
Marcus Volturi
Cassie Dewell
Mo Poppernak
Starlight
Queen Maeve
Victoria Neuman
Black Noir
John Grimm
Bane
Selina Kyle
Alice Kane
Kate Kane
Sebastian Sallow
Ominis Gaunt
Professor Mirabel Garlick
SDV Abigail
SDV Elliott
SDV Haley
SDV Shane
SDV Penny
Klaus Mikaleson
Davina Claire
Marcel Gerard
Alicia Clark
Negan Smith
Maggie Greene Rhee
Rick Grimes
Shane Walsh
Joe Velasco
Terry Bruno
Sonny Carisi
Jamie Whelan
Joe Stabler Jr.
Eddie Diaz
Lucy Donato
Taylor Kelly
Natasha Romanoff
Maya Lopez
Henry Black Crow Lopez
Rip Wheeler
Lee Dutton
Kayce Dutton
Sarah Atwood
Spencer Dutton
Thomas
Brooklyn
Raphael
Leonardo
Any Character/Pick Your Character
Giving In - You’ve finally given in to what you’ve wanted all this time but will it be enough?
*I will add more to the list as I post works
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