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three cents
pairings: aaron hotchner x reader
summary: you butt dial your boss during a girls night … the girls night where you told them you’d fuck aaron hotchner for three cents.
word count: 1.2k
warnings: talks of big dick energy, prostitution if you squint, red wine, gray sweatpants (mentioned)
Girls' night out was wild, no one knew where you would end up. One night, you ended up on a boat and the next you were on a train to NYC. After getting thrown in jail with Emily, JJ, and Penelope during another night out, you all vowed to keep whatever happened during the night a secret from everyone, specifically Derek Morgan. Derek Morgan who had bailed all four of you out of jail, Derek Morgan who teased you relentlessly for weeks after.
After a long case, Emily suggested another girl’s night which all of you agreed on, desperately needing a celebratory drink after saving a little girl. It was around one in the morning when you got back to Quantico and though Aaron gave you the day off for tomorrow–or well, later today–all four of you decided to crash at Emily’s and drink to your heart’s content.
Popcorn and Hersey kisses lay on Emily’s coffee table, bottles of half-empty wine and jello shots litter the floor and you’re all giggling about whether to prank Derek by getting phone cases with a picture of him shirtless. You’re all on board and Penelope is getting them custom-made through a website she’s found.
“Speaking of Derek’s abs.” JJ drags the ‘s’ creating a hissing noise. She turns to you, grinning. “I’ve wanted to ask ever since you went to that Doctor Who convention with him. Do you like like Spence?”
You giggled, taking a small sip of wine, thinking about the genius. “Noooo. Spence is my friend. And he runs with his gun like it’s weighing him down. Besides, I only went to that Doctor Who convention because he went to see Barbie with me. He’s, like, too young for me, too.”
“He’s older than you.” Emily points out, smirking, knowing full well you liked older men. “He’s adorable and sweet.”
“Spencer is definitely cute and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t had a sex dream about him,” you confessed, smiling as the girls burst out laughing. “But he’s too … inexperienced. I like my men like I like my wine. Old.”
Your phone had been on mute since you entered the plane, not wanting to abruptly wake anyone up if they were resting, so not a single person in the room had heard your phone ringing or Aaron’s multiple “hello’s” trying to get your attention. All of you were oblivious to your boss listening in to the conversation.
“Is Rossi too old for you?” Penelope asked, inciting another round of giggles.
You nodded, finishing off your glass of wine. “Just a bit. I’ve seen pictures of him when he was in the Marines though, and I definitely would’ve been the fourth Mrs. Rossi back then.”
Emily cackled, a bit of red wine spilling from her full glass. “Okay, I have a question. Would you guys fuck Hotch for ten million dollars? Be honest here.”
“No!” both JJ and Penelope spit out. They all turned to you, grinning like madmen.
You shrugged, filling another glass. “I’d do it for three.”
“Damn, three million? That’s–“
“Nope,” you smirked, taking a sip.
Emily paused, head tilting in confusion. “Three … hundred thousand?”
“No.”
“Three thousand?”
You shake your head, grinning at the confused woman. “Nope.”
“Three hundred?”
“No.”
Emily’s eyes widened, jaw-dropping a little further as you denied her guesses. “Three dollars?”
“No.”
“THREE CENTS?” JJ was the one to shout, mouth dropping open when you giggled and nodded.
Penelope threw a pillow at you, and you giggled, dodging it, nearly spilling your drink in the process. “Hey! This is supposed to be a judge-free zone. I’d suck and fuck Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner for three measly cents.”
“Okay, I’d understand if you said Derek but Hotch?” Emily exclaimed, shaking her head at the thought. “He’s like twenty years older than you!”
“Exactly! That’s part of the appeal,” you replied. You were sure by tomorrow no one would remember your confession–though you were positive you wouldn’t either–and that they wouldn’t tease you too much over it. “He’s the literal definition of a DILF.”
The girls laughed at your words, JJ having to clutch onto a pillow to control herself.
“And!” you continue. “I was working out with Derek once and Hotch came in the gym with gray sweats and his dick looks humongous. It was a huge fucking bulge. I think I saw it twitching.”
Penelope slaps her hands over her ears, playfully grimacing at your words while Emily chugs the remains of her glass, absolutely baffled. You didn’t mind, sex and boys were common conversation topics during girl’s night (and sometimes when Emily would catch you making eyes at someone.
The rest of the night continued the same, though less talk about Hotch’s big dick and more on whether you all should make more jello shots. By the time you’re coming up with an answer, it’s five in the morning and all four of you are knocked out from the alcohol in your system. Even in your drunk state, you knew you’d wake up to a pounding headache.
When Derek calls in the morning, telling everyone about a new case, you’re all moody and grumpy. Hotch wanted everyone in even though he had given the day off, so no one was jumping for joy especially not in your hangover state.
Despite drinking the most, Emily drives the four of you back to the BAU, mumbling obscenities under her breath on the way. When you enter the elevator, Derek is there, causing all of you to groan at his presence. One look at you and he laughs loudly, knowing what had transpired the night before.
You wish you could shoot his foot.
In the briefing room, Hotch apologizes for having you all come in on your day off, pausing to glance at you before presenting the case. Truth be told, you hadn’t paid that much attention to it, your headache taking up your attention. Fire, serial arsonist, fifteen dead, Seattle.
“Wheels up in thirty,” Hotch announces, walking across the table. As the team filters out of the room, he calls your name. “In my office, please. I want to discuss something with you.”
Confused, you follow him to his office, pushing through your headache to think about what he could possibly want to speak to you about. You come up blank, even more confused when you see him lock the door to his office as you enter. “Did I do something wrong?”
Hotch shook his head, moving past you to his desk. He picks up something and turns around. In his hands are three pennies, and he’s holding them out to you. “Three cents.”
You’re getting deja vu on the words, and it’s not until several seconds of standing in silence and confusion that it clicks. Three cents. You blush, looking at the pennies. “I don’t understand.”
“You said you’d suck and fuck me for three cents,” he smirks at your shock, placing the coins in your hands.
“What–”
Hotch unbuckles his belt, causing you to stop mid-sentence. “You’ve got twenty-eight minutes to suck my cock. Get to work.”
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Rise! Boys x Spider Person! S/O
Leo
Incredibly whipped
He’s in love
You can stick to walls? That’s awesome. Bring him with you.
Brings you on patrols and such
Absolutely adores your spider suit
Spider senses? Extremely useful, but not around Leo
He’s getting into trouble so much that they constantly go off
Constantly makes spider jokes
He is genuinely thoroughly relieved that you don’t have eight legs, sticking to the average
Spiders have no bones, but humans do. The compromise? Extreme flexibility. Low-key freaked him out a bit
Raph
Likes your webs and combat style. Not so much the fact that they stick to him even if he barely touched it
Spiders can lift up to fifty times their body weight
You can lift him no problem
He found this out when you caught him after he got thrown by an unnamed villan
“Okay, I’m not freaking out. But, how are you holding me right now?”
He likes the feeling, not many people can lift him
Listen, he loves that you can take a few hits, move around NYC speedily and efficiently
But for the love of god- Stop. Scaling. Buildings.
He knows you can stick to walls. But he has a heart attack every time.
He’s found himself incredibly fond of your spider sense, taking a certain amount of stress off of him, even if it’s just a little
Donnie
Fascinated by you, every time you use your powers you can see him furiously taking notes out of the corner of your eye
You slept off a spider bite instead of going to the doctor?”
“Yes?”
“You’re incredibly lucky to be alive.”
“C’mon aren’t you over reacting?”
“IT WAS RADIOACTIVE HOW ARE YOU NOT FREAKING OUT?”
“It was like a year ago, chill.”
Runs consensual tests on you
Estimates what type of spider bit you
Tied between the need for knowledge, the fear of spiders, the love of his partner
Refuses to touch your webs, and he’s not sorry, not even if they happen to be purple
Mikey
Likes that you can stick your feet onto skateboards
Makes it ten times easier for you
Gets you to sling him into high places to do graffiti
Spider-Man kisses?
SPIDER-MAN KISSES!
Gets you to stick to the ceiling so you can jumpscare Donnie
Helps you with different suit designs, sure he’s more on the pallet side of things, but it’s still fun!
Asks if you have dietary restrictions, and therefore cannot eat pizza
You reminded him that you just have spider powers and not spider insides
Doodles spiders on your arms, in relatively the same places his own spots are, so you can match!
I wrote this in one sitting, easiest I’ve done in a while <3
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I Love You
[pairings]: Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader
[Summary]: After all the hell you've been through, you find peace in a certain brunette who has turned your life life upside down
[warnings]: Kissing, making out, swearing, Scream VI spoilers (not much)
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12 years ago your 7 year old self would never have believed you if you said that you were here. In New York, in college and having a beautiful girlfriend. But how would she? When 12 years ago was the day it all changed. That day or night when you could’ve just turned around and went back to the Sheldons’ place to that boring birthday party. But instead, you went home and almost got butchered by your sister’s best friend. Of course it wasn’t planned for you to come home and all, but they still needed to go on with their plan so they tried to finish it all up.
Although you weren’t dead for even a second-unlike your sister- it sure felt like it. The pain that you felt that day. 7 stab wounds and a bullet in the leg. The doctors said it was a miracle. But for you it wasn’t, couldn't really walk for a month and the kids at school made fun of your scars whenever you were changing for PE. It was a curse and for a long time you wished it had gone a different way, but eventually you got home-schooled and then went to college in New York.
You never kept in touch with anyone from Woodsboro. Well expect Kirby, your sister but that was kind of impossible. You and Kirby’s parents gave you lots of money whenever they went on a business trip. You never really needed anything then some food and clothes so there was a lot of money left in your bank account. You eventually got bored in your shared dorm at campus so you bought an apartment. Maybe it was a little too big for just one person, but you went with it anyway.
Then, you met Tara Carpenter. Obviously you knew what had happened the year prior and all, but you could care less. You guys started dating after her being in NYC for 4 months. Which means that, you had to deal with another killing spree, only this time you were able to protect yourself. Even though with multiple bleeding wounds, you made it out alive. Kirby and you were always close, but because of her job you guys rarely talked.
After that you and Tara got closer and her friends and sister still didn’t know about you two. You understood completely as to why. Her friends were obviously protective over her, and not to say her sister. Kirby was like that too.
A couple months later you were still together and still a secret. Neither of you really cared anymore, but somehow the group still didn’t know.
You were walking towards one of the classrooms in the hallway when a strong grip appeared on your arm and you quickly spun around to see your girlfriend smiling cheekily at you. “ Hi, Y/N “
“Hi Tara. Aren’t you supposed to be in class? “ You asked and raised an eyebrow at her. She rolled her eyes and slowly shook her head.
“Nope. Last class got dismissed. “ You nodded and started walking again. This time Tara by your side, her hand sneakily found yours and intertwined your fingers.
“ Well, I happen to have one so… “ Trailing off, you looked at her and smirked slightly.
“Ugh, I don't care. You are coming with me. “ As she finished her sentence, she gripped your hand tighter and started running down the hall until she found an empty classroom and pushed you inside.
“ whoa, what are you-” You tried to say, but were immediately shut up by the pair of soft lips on yours. You closed your eyes after a couple seconds and put your hands on Tara’s cheeks, pulling her closer to you. You were soon backed into a desk as the kiss got more and more heated. Your senses were lost and the only thing you could feel was her. Only thing you could taste. Her hands gripped your shirt tightly in her hands on your sides as she pushed her tongue inside your mouth and the battle for dominance was soon started. As soon as she had won, she bent her head down to your neck and started leaving dark hickeys on it.
You groaned and your head fell back, giving her more access. She wanted to kiss you everywhere. So she simply started by your jaw then slowly went lower and lower. When she got to your sweet spot your hands went up into her hair and gripped it.
But the moment was soon ruined by the door slamming open to reveal Chad, Mindy and Anika (let's pretend she is alive). You and Tara jumped apart and they slowly took in your appearances. Messy hair, messy clothes, red lips and the marks on your neck.
“ I fucking knew it! “ Mindy shouted as she started dancing around. Chad huffed and gave each of them 5 bucks.
“Wait, did you bet on us? “ Asked Tara.
“ Oh hell yeah we did! And me and Anika won. Ha! The gaydar never lies. “ Anika chuckles at her girlfriends’ goofiness and puts a hand on her back to calm her excitement.
You just stood there, cheeks red as a tomato, looking at them. When you came back to reality, you spoke up. “ Wait. Are you guys going to tell Sam?! Oh god I am already dead. “ You looked at each of them with fear.
“Well, we weren’t going to, but now that you mention it, I think we should.” Mindy smirked as she looked at her twin and girlfriend.
“Oh come on ! “ Tara shouted in annoyance.
“Unless….maybe, we could have a deal. Hm? “ Mindy walked towards you with crossed arms as she glanced at Tara then back at you.
Chad and Anika looked at each other, confused. “ Of course. Anything. I’ll do anything! “ Mindy laughed at your pleading, but her smile quickly faded as her face turned serious.
“ Each of us gets a ticket to the concert this weekend. “ She raises her eyebrow, waiting for your answer.
“Lady Gaga’s concert? But almost all the tickets are sold for that! “ The others watched the scene happening before them. Tara, of course, didn’t like that Mindy was taking advantage of your money and fear, but she still found it amusing.
Mindy hummed and shrugged her shoulders. “ Well I guess you’ll have to figure something out. “ With that she turned around and went back to Chad and Anika with a smile of victory on her lips. Anika jumped in excitement and kissed her.
You sighed and went over to Tara to bury your face into her neck. She chuckled and patted your head. Chad stood in the doorway and looked around him.
“ God damn it! I’m so single, bitch. “ You all laughed as you took Tara’s hand into yours and started walking out of the classroom.
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Well, eventually you did buy 6 five tickets for the Lady Gaga concert-deciding to invite Sam too- . And a couple days later, you were standing in the big crowd of the concert. Dancing, singing and occasionally kissing Tara- (Sam was with the others in-front of you)
You watched as Chad picked up Mindy and cheered in-front of you and Tara. Smiling, you looked down at your girlfriend to see her already looking at you. You bit your bottom lip as your eyes traveled between her beautiful chocolate brown eyes and her delicious, looking red lips. Her eyes doing the same. She smiled at you and you smiled back, and at that moment, you decided that you would be by her side whenever and you knew that she would do the same.
You slowly leaned down and connected your lips. You sighed into the kiss as you took your hands up on her shoulders. The sweet sound of the music slowly fading away as you guys kissed. After you two ran out of oxygen you had to pull away, slightly panting. You placed your forehead onto hers and whispered. “ I Love You “
Tara looked at you and smiled. “ I Love You Too. “ You pulled back and for a minute you admired her in the flashing lights then looked back at the stage and started singing and jumping, Tara joining soon.
Maybe you were young and this wasn’t something that would last for a lifetime. But regardless, you hoped it would. Because you knew that life is easier with her and that she is the reason you get up everyday. She kept you alive.
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A/N: i feel like it's short again. Fuck.
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lacuna series masterlist
aphelion ⭐️ 🌊 ⚡️// prequel to lacuna, strangers to lovers to exes au // kim namjoon was as perfect when you lost him as he was when you found him. — listen to the playlist.
anniversary director's cut — 11/26/23.
lacuna ⭐️ 🌊 ⚡️ // sequel to aphelion, ex-boyfriend au // in his twenty-eight years, kim namjoon had made countless mistakes. most of them were insignificant and could be shoved easily enough into the back corner of his mind. the worst of them were all tied for first place, keeping him up at night. loving you, losing you, and now - picking up the phone. — listen to the playlist.
anniversary director's cut — 11/26/23.
redamancy ⭐️☁️⚡️// sequel to lacuna, exes to lovers au // Kim Namjoon wasn't known for making wise decisions. He acted first and, on rare occasions, he asked questions later. The path he'd taken so far was left broken behind him, but the light at the end of that tunnel sure looked a hell of a lot like you. — listen to the playlist.
anniversary director's cut — 11/26/23.
homecoming ⭐️⚡️ // lacuna au, established relationship au // your husband is out-of-town for two weeks. he may have to keep his hands to himself in the meantime, but that doesn’t mean he can’t tell you what to do with yours. — 1/8/24.
the one with namjoon and the necktie ⚡️📓 // corporate au, workplace rivals to ? au // in which namjoon learns who really has the upper hand. — request fill, 6/21/23
the one where namjoon is a fuck boy at a house party ⚡️ // one-night stand au // in which meeting namjoon for the third time's the charm. — request fill, 12/8/22
the one where namjoon is a "girl dad" ☁️ // established relationship au, dad!joon au // in which namjoon's fondness for crabs might be genetic. — request fill, 12/18/22
the one where namjoon takes you to nyc for christmas ☁️ // established relationship au // in which namjoon has encyclopedic knowledge of the tree at rockefeller plaza. — request fill, 1/16/23
"anywhere" by rita ora ☁️🎙️ // established relationship au //in which namjoon takes you around the world in 80 30 days. — request fill, 1/21/23
"tomorrow's ours" by lights follow ☁️🎙️ // established relationship au // in which namjoon can cure a bad day. — request fill, 1/7/23
the one with namjoon and the u-haul ☁️📓 // brother's best friend au // in which namjoon is buff, jungkook is late, & you're trapped in an elevator. — request fill, 4/12/23
the one with namjoon and the graveyard shift ☁️📓 // doctor au, friends to something au // in which there are two doctors working overnight in the emergency department and only one bed. — request fill, 6/25/23
meet me at the bar ☁️⚡️// law school au, best friends to lovers au // you're supposed to be staring down the barrel of the last — and most important — examination of your life, but you only have eyes for your study buddy.
mmatb: epilogue ⭐️ ☁️ // epilogue drabble for meet me at the bar // as it turns out, there is life after the bar exam.
the one where you cook your friend-slash-roommate, seokjin, dinner ⭐️☁️ // roommates au, friends to lovers au // in which seokjin may have feelings & also food poisoning. — request fill, 12/4/22
the one where seokjin stops being your friend-slash-roommate ⭐️☁️ // roommates au, friends to lovers au // in which seokjin says he loves you & you spit on him. — request fill, 12/18/22
the one with kim seokjin and kim seokjin ☁️ // established relationship au // in which seokjin has a surprise & you can’t get mad, okay? — 12/18/22
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the one where your husband, seokjin, is domestic af ☁️ // established relationship au // in which seokjin takes "laundry day" very seriously. — request fill, 12/25/22
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the one with seokjin, soju, and all the stars in the sky ☁️ // established relationship au // in which seokjin is ripped, zipped, zooted, and madly in love. — request fill, 2/26/23
"feel the same" by the millennial club ☁️🎙 // doctor au, friends to lovers au // in which seokjin has sudden, acute lovesickness. — request fill, 1/11/23
the one with seokjin and the marathon ☁️📓 // friends to lovers au // in which seokjin has a lot of thoughts about rupaul's drag race & about you. — request fill, 4/8/23
the one with seokjin and without complaints ☁️📓 // fake dating au, friends to lovers au // in which you’re bad with directions and keeping secrets. — request fill, 5/11/23
"seven" by taylor swift 🌊🎙 // friends to strangers au // in which you can't recall seokjin's name but you've still got love for him. — request fill, 12/31/22
darksided series masterlist
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darksided ⭐️⚡️ // established relationship au // min yoongi adored you. he'd simply never hurt you — unless you asked. — listen to the playlist.
blindsided ⭐️⚡️ // sequel to darksided, established relationship au // after years of dating, you thought you had min yoongi all figured out — you didn't, and when he flipped the script on you, you never saw it coming. — listen to the playlist.
hindsight 🌱⭐️☁️⚡️// sequel to blindsided, established relationship au // tba
the one where yoongi loves to tease his shy gf ☁️ // established relationship au // in which yoongi loves making you blush in public. — request fill, 12/16/22
the one with yoongi, the cat, and the turf war ☁️ // established relationship au // in which yoongi is jealous of your cat. — request fill, 2/27/23
the one with yoongi, netflix, and zero chill ☁️ // fuck buddies to ? au // in which yoongi has possessions & hobbies… the fuck? — 3/10/23
the one with the doughboy and the greaseball ☁️📓 // childhood friends to ? au, hallmark-esque au // in which someone returns to their hometown, and there are family businesses to run, and stuff. — request fill, 6/14/23
"can't remember to forget you" by shakira ft. rihanna ⚡️🎙️ // exes to… nope, still exes au // in which yoongi is the “best man” & the worst mistake. — request fill, 1/15/23
the one with yoongi and the fucking hydrangeas 🌊📓 // childhood friends to lovers au // in which the runaway bride runs straight to yoongi. — request fill, 4/8/23
interlude: sunrise ⭐️☁️ // darksided au, established relationship au // two years after your first night with min yoongi, you wake up next to him in a parisian hotel.
interlude: sundown ⭐️⚡️// darksided au, established relationship au // as it turns out, your boyfriend can take as much as he gives.
the one where yoongi takes care of you ⭐️☁️ // darksided au, established relationship au // in which you are sick, but yoongi is down bad. — request fill, 11/30/23
problem ⭐️ // darksided au, established relationship au, halloween special // yoongi’s got a problem, and she’s dressed like elvira hancock.
dadchwita vol. i ⭐️☁️ // darksided au, established relationship au // in which you & yoongi have three kids but no sleep. — request fill, 12/23/22
dadchwita vol. ii ⭐️☁️ // darksided au, established relationship au // in which yoongi learns to braid your daughter’s hair. — request fill, 1/2/23
“what sarah said” by death cab for cutie ⭐️🌊🎙️ // darksided au, established relationship au // in which yoongi keeps his vow. — request fill, 12/26/22
liar, liar ⚡️// fwb au // hoseok suspects that you’re “phoning it in” while sexting and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t call your bluff.
the one with hoseok and the teapots (tw: miscarriage implied) 🌊 // hurt/comfort, established relationship au // in which hoseok is fucking sorry, too. — request fill, 3/3/23
the one where hobi loves you - not despite, but regardless (tw: depression) 🌊 // hurt/comfort, established relationship au // in which "the chair" is no match for hoseok. — request fill, 12/6/22
the one where hoseok plays with fire 🌊⚡️📓 // star-crossed lovers au, rival gangs au // in which you are the secret that hoseok would die to keep. — request fill, 4/14/23
"only for a moment" by lola marsh 🌊🎙️ // friends with benefits au, unrequited love au // in which hoseok stays the night but not the morning. — request fill, 1/28/23
"we'll never have sex" by leith ross ☁️🎙️ // newly-established relationship au // in which hoseok kisses you just to kiss you, not to take you home. — request fill, 12/28/22
the one where hoseok comes home ☁️ // established relationship au, october 2024 au // in which love looks different every day, but hoseok never changes. — 4/17/23
the one with hoseok and the magic fingers ☁️📓 // co-workers to ? au // in which there is only one (1) bed. — request fill, 5/24/33
the one with hoseok and the palm reader ☁️📓 // university au, meet cute / strangers to ? au // in which hoseok’s fate line suggests that he’s unlucky, but your presence at this house party suggests otherwise. — request fill, 6/23/23
menace ⭐️ 🌊⚡️// fuck buddies who hate each other au, brother’s best friend au, completed // just because you hate him doesn’t mean you can’t fuck him.
"NFWMB" by hozier ⚡️🎙️ // established relationship au // in which jimin wants to be held by you, felled by you... — request fill, 12/8/22
the one with jimin and all that turbulence⚡️ // one-night flight stand au // in which jimin founds the metric equivalent of the mile high club. — request fill, 3/18/23
the one with the hall pass ⚡️ // established relationship au, threesome // in which you and your boyfriend, taehyung, both want to fuck his best friend. — request fill, 8/13/23
the one with the hall pass pt. ii ⭐️⚡️ // established relationship au, threesome // in which jimin just really loves his friends, okay? — request fill, 11/24/23
the one with jimin and the synonyms ☁️📓 // established relationship au // in which jimin is the king of mental health days. — request fill, 4/28/23
the one where you drunk dial jimin with approx. 5-7 feelings ☁️ // friends to lovers au, idiots in love au // in which jimin commits 43% of the seven deadly sins in one fell swoop. — request fill, 12/23/22
the one with jimin and the boomerang ☁️ // friends to lovers au // in which jimin ponders death, taxes, and other inevitable things. — request fill, 3/6/23
the one with the clownfish and the anemone ☁️📓 // fuck buddies to friends to lovers au // in which your relationship with jimin goes backwards. — request fill, 6/24/23
the one where your brother, jimin, believes you (tw: implied sexual assault) 🌊 // hurt/comfort, siblings au // in which jimin is there to listen if & when you want to talk. — request fill, 12/17/22
reckless serenade ⭐️⚡️ // sequel to “the bad thing” drabble, infidelity au // your husband hasn’t looked at you in months, but his co-worker, kim taehyung, can’t keep his eyes off you.
"the bad thing" by arctic monkeys ⭐️⚡️🎙️ // infidelity au // in which taehyung takes a big swing and your wedding ring. — request fill, 1/5/23
the one with the hall pass ⚡️ // established relationship au, threesome // in which you and your boyfriend, taehyung, both want to fuck his best friend. — request fill, 8/13/23
the one with the hall pass pt. ii ⭐️⚡️ // established relationship au, threesome // in which jimin just really loves his friends, okay? — request fill, 11/24/23
the one where taehyung buys you mandu and tampons during your period ☁️ // hurt/comfort, established relationship au // in which taehyung is not only a good boy, but the best boy. — request fill, 12/23/22
the one where taehyung skips a date to build your ikea furniture ☁️ // childhood friends to lovers au // in which taehyung sacrifices his friday night to the hasvik. — request fill, 1/25/23
the one with taehyung and the rook 🌊📓 // enemies to lovers au, chaebol au // in which taehyung plays the long game. — request fill, 5/4/23
the one with taehyung’s indecent proposal 📓☁️ ⚡️// fake relationship au, fuck buddies to ? au // in which taehyung would rather die than show up single to a class reunion. — request fill, 6/12/23
stay ☁️ ⚡️ // best friends to lovers au // “jungkook." his name was merely a sigh flying out of your lungs and through your parted lips. “if we do this — if we go down this road — how do we go back?” — listen to the playlist.
title tbd 🌱🌊⚡️ // enemies to lovers au, post-nuclear apocalypse au (insp. by fallout series), raider!jk // tba
the one with jungkook, the weekender, and the impossibilities 🌊 // established relationship au // in which jungkook is bad at prioritizing & somehow even worse with words. — request fill, 3/18/23
the one with jungkook and the sharpshooter 🌊 📓 // enemies to lovers au, hurt/comfort, mafia au // in which you shoot first and plan later. — request fill, 4/22/23
the one where jungkook has to sleep on the couch 🌊 // established relationship au // in which jungkook finds a loophole in the most jungkook way possible. — request fill, 12/16/22
the one where jungkook thinks you’re perfect (tw: body image issues) ⭐️🌊 // hurt/comfort, established relationship au // in which jungkook is down bad. — request fill, 12/7/22
the one where he thinks you’re perfect (jjk pov) ⭐️🌊 // hurt/comfort, established relationship au // in which jungkook is down incurably bad. — request fill, 12/27/22
"hey old friend" by dearly somber 🌊🎙️ // best friends to strangers au, missed connection au // in which the hotline, to your knowledge, did not bling. — request fill, 1/27/23
the one where jungkook gives you a tattoo ☁️ // strangers to ? au // in which jungkook thinks ghosts should mind their own damn business. — request fill, 2/26/23
the one with jungkook and terpsichore ☁️ // established relationship au // in which jungkook watches you pole dance & goes mildly-to-moderately feral. — request fill, 3/15/23
the one who bites and the one who doesn’t ☁️ // newly-established relationship au // in which you face the final boss: jeon bam. — request fill, 3/13/23
the one with jungkook, his son, and the lightbulb ☁️ // established relationship au, dad!kook au // in which jungkook wants to be the very best (dad), like no one ever was. — request fill, 1/16/23
the one where jungkook is the world's clingiest/softest bf ☁️ // established relationship au // in which jungkook fashions himself into a weighted blanket. — request fill, 12/3/22
"more than you know" by axewell /\ ingrosso ☁️ // established relationship au // in which jungk— is that a boombox? in the year of our lord, 2023? seriously? — request fill, 1/28/23
the one where jungkook isn’t dreaming ⭐️ ☁️ // stay au, friends to lovers au, morning after au // in which jungkook has pinched himself, like, four (4) times already. — request fill, 12/30/22
#bts#bts fanfiction#bts fanfic#bts fic#bts series#namjoon x reader#seokjin x reader#yoongi x reader#bts drabble#hoseok x reader#jimin x reader#taehyung x reader#jungkook x reader#jade writes#jade's masterlist#jade's drabbles#jade's requests
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My Leo and Mikey for FW's good future.
(part 2 of 3 that i promised (oof) like 2 weeks ago. Yeah, it's been chaotic on my end.) (Donnie and Jennika can be found here.) (i'm still working on raph. Maybe by friday)
edit: Raph is here
I'm exhausted do multiple pet shenanigans so I'm posting this instead of waiting. (I'll do asks tomorrow. Tired)
again, all info under the cut
Leo is, like Donnie, 24 by the time they find Raph's bitties. He goes to college part time b/c he has other things he wants to be doing but also is slowly working towards getting into Mystic medical school. As much as Mama wants him to take over the nexus and hotel at some point, he'd really rather become a doctor like Leatherhead.
By now he's mostly gotten past his fear of medical procedures, though he's still not a fan of being treated by anyone except himself. There are a few things that still set him off (Like Bishop's genetics lab) but usually he's pretty good now.
At this point he's running the Battle Nexus's medical wing (not exactly practicing in it b/c he's not legally allowed, but he does run it.) And is in charge of the human side of the Nexus hotel (with use of a cloaking broach.) (Mikey helps but Leo's the face of it now.)
And Mikey! Mikey's 23. He went head first into art and mystics and just didn't look back. The dude has had art shows in both the hidden city and new york (though he never shows up to the nyc ones in person. It makes him a bit of a local cryptid as far as the art community goes lol.)
He's in college for art and has a nice little following online as well. Mostly for original work, but he does post jupiter jim fanart sometimes that is generally well liked. (he used to post Lou Jitsu fanart too, but the fandom was just too horny for his dad for him to be comfortable continuing doing so.)
His mystics are very powerful at this point. Probably more powerful than his apocalypse self was at that age (or ever) due to having proper access to training and food. His primary eyes glow gold almost constantly as a result of his extra mystic use, which he kind of likes since they used to be an amber color before his mutation.
I think that's about it.
#tmnt#rottmnt#my doodles#family web au#good future#rise leo#rise mikey#i love how mikey turned out in this#i think he's my favorite design out of all of them#(though i haven't finished Raph yet so idk if that will last)#Leo looks pretty cool too#but i kinda just borrowed his pokemon trainer coat i put him in previously#and left it at that
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Dark Bucky Barnes One Shots
ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪs ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴘᴇᴄɪғɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴀʙᴏᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪsᴛᴜʀʙɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs.
✸ indicates my personal favourites, but all the below fics are absolutely fantastic.
◌ One Shots
Two Graves, by @highonmarvel
→ [no description]
Cut, by @boxofbonesfic ✸
→ [You haven’t been having the best luck on dating apps, but you’re willing to try again]
disturbed, by @twjournals
→ [leaving the woods did nothing to keep the darkness from following you home]
Concrete Jungle Rapunzel, by @imanuglywombat
→ [You spend your days locked in a gilded cage, high above the concrete jungle, waiting for Bucky to return]
Doctor, Doctor, by @honeyhan-123
→ [With a bullet in his arm, Bucky seeks medical attention and a certain surgeon catches his eye]
What You Can’t See, by @honeyhan-123
→ [Bucky doesn’t understand how you could think were were just a one night stand]
R U Mine?, by @cryptidcasanova
→ [You made the mistake of falling for the mysterious stranger you met in New York. Unfortunately for you, you never asked about his line of work]
Goosebumps, @cherienymphe
→ [Living with your roommate was a dream come true…until she met Bucky]
Ten Steps, by @darkthallas
→ [A home intrusion by The Winter Soldier that doesn’t end so well for you]
After Party, by @xxindiglow
→ [Bucky doesn't take kindly to rejection]
Til Death Do Us Part, by @cherienymphe ✸
→ [after your arranged marriage has served its purpose, you bring up the inevitable topic of divorce. It is only then do you realize that you and your husband might not be on the same page]
swimming pools, by @sgt-seabass
→ [Bucky pays you back for your time as his contact by teaching you to swim]
You Can Cry, @highonmarvel ✸
→ [Biker!Bucky takes a liking to a sensitive girl]
You Know Better, Don’t You?, @xxindiglow
→ [Bucky doesn't like being told to move on. Ex-boyfriends are a pain in the ass]
blackout, by @our-destiny
→ [no description] [He was always watching. Everywhere you go he was always there keeping an eye on you]
Warm, by @highonmarvel
→ [Vampire!Bucky saves you from a car wreck]
Dumb Bunny, by @lunarbuck
→ [The Wolf sees you walking through the forest on your way to your grandmother's house, and he just can't help himself]
Take Me Home Tonight, by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
→ [You run into a familiar face while working]
You’re My Obsession, by @navybrat817 ✸
→ [You’re the light in Bucky’s darkness. And he doesn’t want to share you with anyone, including Steve]
Best Man, by @navybrat817
→ [Bucky found the girl of his dreams and Steve couldn’t be happier]
Send Me An Angel, by @navybrat817
→ [Bucky thinks you’re an angel]
Run Like Hell, by @navybrat817
→ [You weren’t supposed to see the Winter Soldier that day. So you ran. The Soldat loves a good chase though...and you’re not getting away from him that easily]
Caught in the Sirens, by @straywords
→ [After getting away from your ex, you spend the majority of your time looking over your shoulder. When Officer Barnes then takes a special interest in your case, it seems too good to be true]
Tempest, by @highonmarvel ✸
→ [The storm brewing outside is nothing compared to the one in here]
Polaroids, by @highonmarvel
→ [You find out your boyfriend’s into photography]
HR, by @highonmarvel
→ [Your ex has made sure you’ll never get a job in NYC again, but you’re determined to keep your head above water. Just as things are getting too bleak to bare, you meet James Barnes]
Himalayan Salt, by @highonmarvel ✸
→ [You’re assigned to a notoriously grumpy war vet, but he’s different with you]
#dark!bucky barnes#dark bucky barnes#dark!bucky barnes x reader#dark bucky barnes x reader#dark!bucky x reader#dark bucky x reader
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Time for more Seperated Leo Human AU! (I really need a name good lord-)
As promised, we now get to look into Leon's lore! He's a funky little guy, and shockingly well adjusted!
Lore drop under the cut!
His full name is Leonardo Tomás Esposito, and he is quite proud of it! He picked it out himself when he was about 10 years old, and he's happy to say that he still loves it to this day! (Fun fact: all of the names have double meanings to them hehe)
But anyways, his Mamà is in fact, NOT Big Mama (but it was a solid guess!), her name is actually Mia Esposito! (+10 Fandom points to anyone who can guess her full first name) She is a full time nurse and used to travel around the several NYC hospitals as an on-call nurse, but once Leon was born she stuck her roots down to one and has been there ever since!
She's actually an incredibly interesting character (with her very own arc!) with a lot of depth and meaning. She grew up with her Puerto Rican mother and Italian father, but after a series of misfortunes and despair, she ended up immigrating to NYC to start a new life for herself. About 10 years later she began raising a baby all on her own as a single immigrant mother in New York City (Sound familiar?). Whenever Leon asks about his father she tells him that she doesn't remember his Papá, only that he had the same almond-shaped brown eyes as her baby boy....
But ultimately she doesn't remember him hahaha maybe Leon should stop asking questions and get back to studying!
(Leon knows that she's hiding something, but ultimately he doesn't care about his father that much, he just assumes that he did something to hurt his Mamá and wants nothing to do with the man at all)
Leon and his Mamá are very close, they're very similar to Percy and Sally Jackson from the PJO series, and they would definitely fight God for each other.
Leon was raised very much with the mentality of "It takes a village" and has many aunts and uncles and relatives in the hospital staff that he considers family. Mia couldn't really afford childcare as Leon grew up, as it often came down to food or rent for the month. The hospital staff saw this and absolutely adored little baby Esposito, so they were more than happy to raise him alongside their own children. Mia owes her life to this staff and considers them her family through and through.
As he grew up, Leon saw all his favorite people as nurses and doctors and considered each and every one of them heros. He decided very early on that he wanted to be a doctor when he grew up, and after a terrible injury when he was 14 it cemented the fact that he wanted to be a pediatric surgeon, to help kids just like him.
But the issue is, Leon and Mia definitely do not have enough to cover medical school for Leon on a single nurse's income, even with all the jobs that Mia and Leon have taken over the years. That's why Leon NEEDS the athletic and valedictorian scholarship, without it he won't be able to achieve his dream. The only thing standing in his way is.....
THE HAMATOS
(Except Michael, he's a gift)
Leon is willing to do ANYTHING to get those scholarships, but his Mamá always reminds him that the Hamatos might need it just as badly as he does, and that's about all that's keeping him from REALLY doing anything to hurt/sabotage them. His Mamá has instilled a really strict moral code into his psyche and he won't actually do anything to them, he just....really wants to give his Mamá a better life, one she deserves.
Although, he is kinda curious as to why the Hamato brothers have the same eyes as him......
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Whew! That was pretty much just a really intense ramble, sorry there was no actual structure to that, I just really wanted to talk about my Leon lore! Props to anyone who figures out the significance of all the names, and to clear up any confusion, Mia is Half Puerto Rican, half Italian, and Leon is 1/4 Puerto Rican, 1/4 Italian, and 1/2 Japanese (but shhh he doesn't know that yet) and obviously he's got that amazing vitiligo (shout out to anyone and everyone with vitiligo, y'all are amazing and beautiful)
Thanks for reading my lore dump, see ya next time for..... huh idk yet, vote ig
See ya next time!
#Leonardo rottmnt#Leo rottmnt#Rise Leo#Leonardo#separated leo au#seperated au#Mia LMA#Leon LMA#rottmnt#rottmnt leo#rise of the tmnt#tmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#Tmnt#rise of tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise donnie#rise mikey#rise of the turtles#rise raph#trans leo#transmasc leo#trans leonardo
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Prison Break- Part 2 (Leon Kennedy x Reader series)
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
CW: Death Island spoilers (obviously), suicidal thoughts/tendencies
WC: 1858
Summary: You and your field partner Leon continue your search for Doctor Antonio Taylor on Alcatraz
A/N: Sorry This was late, I had a busy schedule and major writer’s block
The first thing you noticed about the harbor is that it smelled like salt. Saltiness and almost a tackiness filled the air as you looked out of the rolled down window. Your hand traced circles on the car seat absentmindedly as you watched the boats and people the car was speeding past.
“What’re you thinking?” Leon asked, his hand drifting dangerously close to yours. When he got to an inch away, he stopped, his hand giving a deadly space between the two. If you were paying full attention, it would’ve made you upset, but for some reason this mission really wasn’t sitting right with you.
Call it survivor’s gut or intuition, but this mission was sitting funky in your stomach.
You took a deep breath and turned your head to face your partner. “I don’t like this… Maria being involved with Taylor means that someone like Arias wants a robotics engineer,” You answered and shifted a bit in your seat.
“I don’t like it either,” Leon replied. The two of you were always good at having each other’s back and making the other one feel validated. That was your whole friendship, being the person that each other needed.
You were the person Leon needed after, well, everything he had gone through. Raccoon City, Project Javier, Los Illuminados and Simmons were hard for him to shoulder alone. His life felt like a dark and foggy hallway, a trail of blood and cynicism following him. But in the midst of everything, you were a light. You were with him through everything for the past few years, carrying a candle filled with your aura that scared off the darkness and the fog in his hallway.
You were the one person who hadn’t run away or died, and he’d like to keep it that way.
He was the one person he hadn’t run away or died, and you would like to keep it that way.
Leon S. Kennedy was an enigma to you when you first started working for the D.S.O. under recommendation from Hunnigan. Through the past few years of working together, the two of you started out as drinking buddies then quickly became actual friends. It was over for you when you looked into his eyes and saw who he truly was for the first time. The mission in New York, the summit, the look on Leon’s face were all seared into your mind. His blue eyes tossing your heart just like a human thrown overboard into a vast ocean.
But you were convinced the look he gave you that night was just for your façade; the role the two of you played. If you never spoke life into your feelings, he never had to reject you.
“You’re doing it again,” Leon’s voice cut through your memories; bringing you back to the streets of San Francisco and dragging you away from the dinner party in New York.
“Huh?” You asked, blinking a few times, trying to adjust to the setting Sun in your eyes.
“Getting lost in that big head of yours,” He replied and chuckled lightly. “You do that more lately…. Ever since that mission in NYC.” His eyes looked at you, almost as if searching for an answer for an unasked question.
“I’ve just been thinking about things,” You said, trying to pass it off as nothing.
“Thinking about…..?” Leon asked, his eyebrows raised.
“Life stuff… like if fighting half dead people and gross science experiments is gonna be the rest of my life,” you said, making an excuse. You didn’t like to lie to Leon, but this one thing you made an exception for. And it was true, sometimes you did think about how your life has taken a turn after college.
Leon hummed in response, looking out his own window. The autumnal setting sun reflected in his eyes and hair, making his irises shine like diamonds and his hair shining a dirty blonde in the rays. When the sun hit him, it was a reminder of who he was, the dirty blonde hair and full blue eyes that he had that night in Raccoon City. He thought that Rookie Cop died that day, but maybe all he needed was a constant sun in his life; someone who brought his hope back.
“Don’t start thinking about that stuff, it’ll drag you down,” he warned. “Trust me.” His voice had an edge to it that you had only heard a few times before. The edge that reflected a tinge of sadness, but resilience.
The car stopped at the dock, you and Leon getting out of the Uber and taking in your surroundings. To the public, the only way to get to Alcatraz was a ferry tour, but luckily the two of you could call in a few favors and pull a few strings.
“Follow me, the boat should be at the Marina.” Leon said. He walked in front of you, making his way towards the docks. With no other option, you walked with him, trying not to look at how his blue shirt hugged his biceps a little too well.
The two of you quickly made your way towards a boat with a big branded D.S.O. logo on it.
“Couldn’t have been more covert?” You asked flatly.
“Gotta warn them before we blow their shit up,” Leon said, half joking. He got in the boat, slinging his duffle bag off his shoulder and putting it on a seat. You climbed on after him and looked around the small speed boat.
“You sure this thing has ballistics?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It’s American, it can blow something up as long as you try hard enough,” He replied with his shit-eating grin. You chuckled in reply and got into the seat next to him, giving him the chance to drive for once. Leon noticed you not fighting for the wheel and he took the opportunity to start the boat and pull out of the Marina.
“So, (Y/n),” He said, putting the boat in drive and starting to steer to Alcatraz. “I’ve been thinking…” He added.
“That’s never a good thing,” You said snarkily and chuckled a bit.
“Very funny,” Leon said and rolled his eyes.
“But for real, what’s up?” You asked and looked at him. He was really focusing on what to say with how much his eyebrows were knitted and the lines next to his eyes were visible.
“It’s bad timing… we can talk about it later,” he said and looked at you, smiling.
You shrugged, thinking nothing of it. The sun setting over the bay was beautiful, it being the only thing that could peel your attention away from Leon. Your eyes tracked the sun, squinting slightly at how bright it was, but smiling at how the waves reflected the red and orange haze it was.
You went to say something to Leon and saw the same look in his face that you’d only seen once before. Amidst fancy clothes, cocktails, and fake friendships, was Leon’s face having the same look as he did now.
It was gone when he realized your eyes had met his. In a blink of an eye, he was back to his normal, scanning the area with a neutral facial expression.
Leon parked the boat at the back of the island and the two of you put on your combat gear: vests, harnesses, etc. once you two were ready to go, you were getting out of the boat and heading towards a tunnel opening.
“Munitions tunnel, should get us in,” You said and nodded towards it. Leon nodded in response and followed you into the tunnel. Eventually, the tunnel opened up to sewers, you two finally being able to fully stand up.
You turned to Leon to say something when you heard a loud BANG! The two of you locked eyes and your handguns were both drawn, aimed towards the other end of the sewers where the explosion came from.
After walking forwards a bit, the sewer split two ways, one to your left and one ahead. The sewers were set up on a block system, like a city.
“I’ll go forward, you go left,” Leon said and turned his ear com on. You nodded, copying his movements and doing the same.
The two of you gave each other a nod and separated hesitantly. Whenever the two of you separated, things never went well. Understandably, it was a necessity, but it still never went well.
You turned your flashlight on and walked to the left, then down the hallway. The light illuminated the tunnel and the sinking feeling you had gotten earlier hadn’t gone away. With Leon gone, it got more prominent.
Your boots hit the cobblestone, echoing with each footstep. Looking around, you were finding absolutely nothing. Out of the corner of your eye, the flash light reflected off of something metallic. You turned towards where the shimmer had come from and found an indented doorknob.
Silently, your hand opened the door and you slipped through it, closing it just as quietly as you opened it. Overhead lights turned on and revealed you to be in a hallway. Holding your gun up, supported by your flash light, you kept on forward.
The door at the other end of the hallway was open, revealing a more open hallway. As you walked, a small electronic buzz hit your ears as you saw one of the security cameras move.
“(Y/n), (L/n) how interesting,” A voice over the PA system said. You swiveled around, your gun up, staying silent.
A sharp pain hit the back of your neck and your hand shot to where the pain was coming from, feeling nothing unusual. Your eyelids fluttered shut as the world went dark and your knees buckled, sending your body falling towards the floor.
“At least you’ll bring me Leon Kennedy.” The voice added.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───
Leon marched on forward, trying to keep his head in the mission. Usually, he was good at compartmentalizing and having a one track mind for the mission. That was, until you became his partner; even now, he was worried about how you were faring.
He knew you could handle yourself, but still he worried about you. He didn’t want you getting hurt, or worse, like everyone else in his life.
Leon heard the sound of boots hitting the cobblestone path in front of him and held his gun up, ready to shoot. He rounded the corner and the barrel of his gun got grabbed, sending him into a sprawl. Him and the other person he was fighting with were both trying not to wind up in the sewer water, dangerously close to their feet.
After a few seconds of exchanges, Leon recognized the familiar brown color of hair he was fighting. His eyes finally adjusted to the darkness and he took in the bigger picture, seeing an all too familiar face. The two of them backed off of each other and took the other in.
“Well, if it isn’t Jill Valentine.”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ｡ﾟ☆. ───
Catch it early on my A03!
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think i finally figured out sydney’s age using real evidence and not just vibes and voices in my head. and it’s crazy bc i guessed sydney was 26/27. and I wasn’t that far.
Sydney earned her culinary arts degree at CIA located in upstate NY. Apparently, it takes less than two years to earn that degree. Assuming she graduated high school at 17/18, this would put her at about 19/20 when she graduates and also when she goes to NYC for a food tour.
i got to this conclusion trying to make a timeline for carmys career (which made my head hurt). We know Carmy is 28-30 bc he’s the same age as claire a doctor who’s in her residency and that’s usually the age at which you start. I was confused about how long he spent at EMP. Fishes takes place about five years before s2 , and carmy is said to be in Copenhagen working at NOMA, putting him at 24/25 in this episode.
His cousin Michelle offered for him to come to NYC. So assuming he made the change in the following year that would mean he was at EMP for about 4 years until he has to go back to chicago after his brother dies.
I still dont know where the french laundry or any other of the places or cities carmy has worked at fit into this timeline. I know he leaves his house after high school and doesn't go to college or culinary school i believe so I wonder how he got his start, to be featured in food and wine at 21 and also work at the best restaurant in the world by the time he's 24....insane. i hope we get a clearer picture in upcoming seasons.
back to syd....
So we know about 4/5 years before the start of the story, Sydney and Carmy are in NYC. Sydney is 19/20 and Carmy is 24/25. They have about a 5 year age gap. Therefore Sydney currently is 24/25, possibly 26. And I only say 26 because i cant believe she worked at so many places (including Michelin star restaurants), drove for UPS (or was that when she was at school? after?), started a business, and then had that business fail all in the span of 4 years. crazy. my girl needs a hug
also makes me wonder how far removed she is from Sheridan Road? like when she applies to be a sous chef at the Beef was this something that happened a couple months before? a year?
all things will be clearer with future episodes i guess.
i just find their lives before they met extremly intresting and love how intertwined they are 5 years before they even laid eyes on one another. fated fr
i want a flashback episode of sydney herself but i also think a flashback episode of the day sydney went to EMP would be cool too. Like dual POV we see Carmy being miserable, Sydney becoming inspired. also would be cool if they really played into the fated aspect. have them cross paths without ever meeting. like have Carmy get on the subway the same time sydney leaves it to get off at a stop (SCREAM).
#sydcarmy#the bear#sydney adamu#carmen berzatto#im sure someone has already figured this out but i just love ranting
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Marabelle Series
Choices – The Royal Romance, AU
Series Premise – An American teenager from New York City is introduced to the world of a small European country and its society of royalty, nobility, and commoners. How will her life story be transformed? Will this new adventure bring her happiness...or regret?
Marabelle Series Masterlist
Main Pairing – Prince Liam Rys x F!OC Lady Sophia (Sophie) Taylor
Other Pairings – Maxwell Beaumont x M!OC Daniel (from NYC), Drake Walker x F!OC Melanie Smithson
Most characters belong to Pixelberry Studios
Series Rating – M*🔞Warnings: this series will have NSFW material, crude language & innuendo.
Not Beta’d - Please excuse all errors.
Category – Alternate universe/on-going series/angst/fluff
Words: 2389
The Awakening, Chapter 9
Chapter Summary – The Duke of Ramsford, Barthelemy Beaumont returns to House Beaumont. Liam prepares for the polo match charity fundraiser in support of disaster relief in Portavira. Sophie attends classes at the University of Cordonia. King Constantine reveals his illness.
Music Inspiration: The Crown Prince, Waylon Jennings
A/N1: Bethany Beaumont, Maxwell’s mother, is originally from the U.S. and is Barthelemy Beaumont’s second wife. Annabelle Beaumont (deceased) is Bertrand’s mother.
A/N2: ‘Social Season’ in this AU series refers to a traditional period in the spring/summer for royalty and members of the court to take part in Balls, dinner parties and charity events.
A/N3: My submission for Choices Flashfics @choicesflashfics, Week #68, prompt 1 - “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
Personal Care Home, Vallenheim
Standing in the waiting room, staring out of the window at the parking lot outside of the personal care home, the gray-haired man appeared aloof and unapproachable to anyone passing by. That was, until he spotted his wife and eldest son step out of the town car. The corners of his mouth upturned as he saw his auburn-haired wife gracefully step onto the curb and walk toward the building. His son, Bertrand, followed behind her, his back straight, his expression stoic.
As the two approached the door, the man straightened his posture and smoothed his salt and pepper hair. He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the reunion he had been anxiously expecting after the years apart.
The door swung open, and his wife entered, her dark eyes lighting up as they landed on him. "Barthelemy," she breathed, a smile spreading across her face.
"Bethany," he replied, stepping toward her and taking her hands in his. "It is so good to see you."
"And you," she said, squeezing his hands in return.
Their moment was interrupted by their son, who cleared his throat. "Father," he said, inclining his head respectfully.
"Bertrand," the man replied. "I trust you've been taking proper care of your mother."
"Of course," Bertrand replied, a hint of defensiveness in his tone. "I wouldn't dream of doing otherwise."
Bethany chuckled. "He's done a fine job, Barthelemy, along with Maxwell," she assured him. "I couldn't have asked for better sons."
Barthelemy nodded, satisfied. "Good."
He then turned his attention to the doctor, who had been watching the exchange silently. "Is everything in order, Doctor? I'd like to get home to Cordonia as soon as possible."
"Yes, Your Grace," the doctor replied, handing him a thick folder. "Here are all the instructions and prescriptions you'll need. The nurse will be along shortly with the medication you need to take during your trip home. Just be sure to follow the dosage schedule carefully."
"Of course," Barthelemy replied, a hint of irritation in his voice. He loathed being told what to do, even by medical professionals. Unbeknownst to Bethany and Bertrand, he was playing, along with the doctor and nurse, the role of a lifetime: The miraculously awakened coma patient.
The doctor smiled apologetically. "Forgive me, Your Grace. I just want to make sure you have all the information you need."
"I understand, Doctor. And I appreciate your thoroughness."
The nurse entered the room with a wheelchair, which Barthelemy at once objected to.
"Surely, that's not necessary," he protested.
"It's just protocol, Your Grace," the nurse explained. "It's clinic policy.”
"Very well," Barthelemy sighed, reluctantly settling into the chair.
Bethany and Bertrand flanked him, each taking the handle of the wheelchair.
"Are you ready, Father?" Bertrand asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Barthelemy replied.
The Cordonian Royal Polo Club
"Hey, Liam, I thought I'd find you out here," Drake called out as he approached the stable, his boots crunching on the gravel.
"Oh, hey Drake," Liam answered. "I didn't think you were coming until later."
"Yeah, well, I finished my rounds early, and I thought I'd come by and see how you're doing. How was the New Year's Ball?"
"It was excellent," Liam smiled, his mind flashing back to his romantic interlude with Lady Sophie. "We had a lot of fun."
"I'll bet you did," Drake smirked, knowing that his 'smitten' best friend personally asked Sophie to attend.
"It's not like that," Liam protested, though his ears turned slightly pink.
"Mmm hmm.”
"It's not ..." Liam started.
"Whatever you say, Liam." Drake chuckled, shaking his head knowingly.
"Anyway," Liam said, changing the subject, "I'm just getting started on the polo drills."
"Mind if I watch?"
"Of course not."
Drake sat on a bench while Liam mounted his horse. His crisp white polo shirt accentuated his tanned muscular physique with his riding breeches and boots.
"All right, boy, let’s see what you can do," Liam calmly spoke, gently kicking the horse's flanks.
The horse took off like a shot, galloping across the field at top speed.
Liam leaned forward, urging the horse on.
Drake watched, transfixed, as Liam and the horse moved as one, their bodies in perfect sync.
"That was impressive! Excellent!" Drake called out, as Liam brought the horse to a halt in front of him.
"Thanks," Liam replied, breathing heavily. "He's a dependable and efficient steed," giving the horse a pat on the neck.
Liam dismounted and accepted a bottle of water and towel from an attendant. As Liam and Drake walked toward the clubhouse, the ranch hands steered the thoroughbred back to the barn.
“That reminds me, Drake. Are you still available to join my polo team for the fund-raising event in Portavira next week?”
“Yes, Mel and I are looking forward to kicking noble ass." Drake grinned knowing that Neville was on the opposing team.
"I still need to find one more player since Rashad had to cancel."
“What about Sophie? Melanie tells me she played polo in New York.”
“She mentioned she studied dressage back in the U.S. and was thrilled to learn that Marabelle was quite proficient. That skill could come in handy for the team.” Liam pondered aloud.
“Sophie is a skilled rider, and she would be a terrific addition to the team, Li.”
“I can't wait to see her ride again," Liam responded, smiling,
"Uh huh, I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun," Drake smirked.
Liam sighed, shaking his head. "Not everything has to be a double entendre, Drake."
"I know, but it's so much more fun that way," he cheekily responded.
University of Cordonia, Capital
"I can't believe it's been a week since the New Year's Ball," Sophie exclaimed, taking a bite of her sandwich. "Time seems to be flying by."
"I know," Maxwell replied, stirring his salad. "I feel like I need to plan the next Beaumont Bash already!"
Sophie laughed. "Do you ever stop thinking about these events?"
"Not when there's so much work to do to organize," Maxwell grinned. "But that's what makes me so good at it."
"You certainly are, but Max, this is your last semester...don't start something you can't finish."
“I don’t have to worry about my grades; I have already met the requirement to graduate with honors.”
"I've been thinking," Maxwell said, a mischievous glint in his eye, "about a different theme for the next Beaumont Bash after my graduation."
"And what theme were you thinking about having?" Sophie asked, knowing exactly what was coming.
"I'm going to make it a costume ball!"
"I knew it! That sounds like so much fun," Sophie grinned.
"It will be, and you'll be celebrating your first-year anniversary as a Cordonian.”
"Of course, I'll be there.”
"So, how are things with Liam going?" Maxwell asked, his eyes twinkling.
"Good," Sophie blushed. "We had a great time at the New Year's Ball."
"Did you have a good time, or 'a good time'?" Maxwell waggled his eyebrows.
"Maxwell!"
"Okay, okay. I will not push."
"What did I miss?" Daniel asked, as he grabbed a chair to sit down.
"Sophie was just telling me about her New Year's kiss with Liam," Maxwell winked.
"Ooh, do tell."
"There's nothing to tell," Sophie laughed, her cheeks burning.
"Come on, Soph, give us all the deets," Daniel prodded.
"Fine. We kissed. It was amazing."
"I knew it!" Maxwell exclaimed.
"So, when's the wedding?" Daniel joked.
"Shut up," Sophie retorted, laughing.
"Seriously, I'm happy for you. It's been a long time since I've seen you this happy, Squirrel."
"Thanks, Daniel."
"So, how are you doing with your Dad coming back tomorrow, Max?" Daniel inquired.
"I'm okay. I mean, I am glad he is better. But I do not know if I am ready to face him yet.”
"It's still so weird to me that you and Sophie are related."
"Yeah, it's a small world," Maxwell chuckled.
"No kidding. So, what is the deal with your Dad, anyway? What was he doing all that time?"
"He was in a coma," Maxwell replied, his voice soft.
"Oh, shit. I am so sorry, Max."
"It's okay. It's just..." Maxwell paused, looking uncomfortably at his hands.
"What?"
"It's hard to know what to believe, you know? After everything he put us through."
"I get that. But don't forget, he's still your Dad."
"He was a shit one, though," Maxwell pointed out.
Sophie put her hand on Daniel’s arm, “Let’s change the conversation, Dan.”
"It’s all right. I always knew that I would have to deal with it eventually. But right now, I just want to focus on graduating and figuring out my next steps."
"That sounds like a good plan," Daniel agreed.
"Yeah. It'll all work out in the end."
"That's the spirit"
Daniel slid his binder under his arm, "... see you guys later. Oh, and Max, just remember, you've got this."
"Thanks, man."
Maxwell watched his friend leave, feeling grateful for the support.
"He's right, you know," Sophie began.
"About what?" Maxwell looked at Sophie
"You've got this. No matter what happens with your father, you will be okay. You're stronger than you realize."
Maxwell sighed. "I know you are right. I am also grateful that Mom will be there as a buffer for you."
Sophie wrapped her arm around him.
"It will be fine.
Now, let's get to class before we're late."
Sophie and Maxwell walked together out of the dining hall to their next classes, feeling bolstered by each other's support.
Cordonian Royal Palace
King Constantine sat in his study, staring out the window.
After hearing the devastating prognosis about his health from his personal physician, he directed his queen to track down and summon Leo as soon as possible. Regina, to her credit, tried to assuage her stepson’s concerns as to Constantine's urgency when she found him in the palace gymnasium.
However, Leo knew that his father would not have requested his presence so suddenly unless the news was dire.
Constantine stood up as Leo and Regina walked into his office, his posture stiff, his face grim.
Leo looked at his father and at once sensed the seriousness of the situation.
"Father, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes, son," Constantine said, his voice low. "I'm afraid I have received some rather unpleasant news."
"What is it?" Leo asked, his concern piqued.
"I've just come from a meeting with the royal doctors, and they've given me a prognosis."
"Prognosis?"
"Yes," Constantine said, his expression darkening. "They've determined that my health has deteriorated to the point where I can no longer carry out my duties as king."
Leo's blood ran cold. He knew what was coming next.
"W-what are you saying?"
"I'm saying that my time as king is over. And yours has begun."
"What?" Leo swallowed loudly.
"You're going to be crowned king, Leo. And you will ascend the throne immediately."
"I have advised the Prime Minister to make the formal announcement tomorrow morning to the country."
"I have begun preparations for your Royal wedding to Madeleine as well." Regina added.
"What? No!" Leo shouted.
"Calm yourself, Leo," Constantine admonished.
"How can you ask me to calm down?" Leo demanded, his hands shaking. "You're asking me to give up my life, my freedom. My future."
"As the Crown Prince, you know your duty to your country is paramount. It is what you have been preparing for since birth."
"No. I won't do it." Shaking his head from this unexpected shock.
"Don't be so dramatic, Leo," Regina said, her tone exasperated. "This is your birthright.”
"It's not drama," Leo insisted. "I will not marry Madeleine. I don't love her. And she doesn't love me."
"Love has nothing to do with it. You are betrothed to her noble house," Constantine stated. "This is about duty and honor."
"And I won't be bound by either," Leo declared, his eyes blazing. "If I have to marry her, I'll abdicate. You can't make me be king."
Constantine's jaw clenched, and he stared at Leo with a mixture of anger and disappointment.
Leo turned and stormed out of the room, leaving his father and stepmother behind him, fuming.
Constantine sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He'll come around, Regina."
‘It’s hard to be the crowned prince
When it all hits home
You can’t hide behind the wall
Around the throne’
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Conveniently Yours
Pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader
Synopsis: In a desperate attempt to pay for your mom's cancer treatment you take a job as a dancer at one of NYC's prestigious strip clubs where you meet Jake Seresin who just happens to need a wife.
Warnings: Cancer, talk of death, talk of parental death, cursing, eventual smut. Uhhhh nothing else I can think of. If I missed anything I apologize!
Word count: 1k
A/N: Prologue is here! I'm going to try getting chapter one out today or tomorrow, just depends on what my holiday plans end up being!
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“The board thinks it would be good for the company’s image if you had a woman at your side.” Jake Seresin rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. The sleeve of his shirt pulled down enough to show off the expensive Rolex on his wrist as he rubbed his eyes out of frustration.
“That’s ludicrous. What does my relationship status have to do with a fucking tech company’s image?” He stared over at Javy who just stared back apologetically.
On the other side of the meeting table Chester Cain cleared his throat. Fucking fossil that asshat was. Jake had been hoping that when his father retired and passed the company on to him that Cain would take his leave as well. Apparently Cain decided to make it his personal mission to throw a wrench in every aspect of Jake’s life until he died a bitter old man. “The latest tabloid photos of your escapades have caused a downturn in our stock numbers. You either stay out of the public eye,” Jake let out a snort. That wasn’t going to happen. He was a social creature, he couldn’t just avoid the public eye. Not when you were the CEO of the world’s largest tech giant. He was named number one in Forbes latest “Forty under Forty”. Avoiding publicity wasn’t a possibility for him. Besides, he liked seeing his face plastered everywhere.
“Or you settle down. Get married to a respectable woman. Not one of these aireheaded heiresses you like so much.” If looks could kill Cain would have met his long overdue death right now.
Marriage?
Sure, maybe when he’d been young and naive he had thought about marriage. Then he started to really date and he learned that money is what ruled the prerogative of most. Women didn’t want him for who he was, they wanted him for what he had. After getting burned more than he felt his fair share, Jake knew a meaningful relationship wasn’t in the cards for him.
Javy could see that his vision was growing red and he called the meeting. If they let it go on any further it was bound to get explosive. “We’ll come back next week and discuss this further.”
The other board members cleared the room, Cain staying longer, intent on saying something but Javy stopped him before he could.
“I wish the old man would bite the dust already.” Jake mumbled dryly. “What changed? I mean, our stocks waver all the time. That’s the nature of the fucking stock exchange.” As far as he was aware the stock hadn’t dropped that drastically. Maybe a point or two, nothing they couldn’t come back from.
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“I’m sorry, we’ve tried everything to get approval through insurance, but they won’t approve it.” Doctor Sandlin’s eyes held an apologetic look as he watched you take in the information. For weeks they’d submitted everything they could, he’d been on the phone with the insurance company more times than he really cared and still they denied to cover your mother’s cancer treatments.
You felt your mother squeeze your hand from her spot next to you. “What does that mean doctor?” Her normally vibrant voice was weak. She’d already gone without several rounds of her chemo and the cancer was hitting back hard.
The treatments had been doing well and she was getting closer and closer to beating it and then suddenly insurance flipped the switch. Refusing to cover any of her costs.
“It means any future chemotherapy sessions will have to be paid out of pocket prior to treatment.” You stared at a poster on the exam room wall. Your vision started going blurry as you tried to wrack your brain for something you could do.
In all her life your mom had never done any wrong to anyone she’d ever met. You wished you were half as kind hearted as she was. Ellen had never met a stranger, she never made an enemy. Your friends loved her, but maybe that was because she was like a second mom. Out of all your closest friends, you were the only one that had a stable home environment. Two loving parents, you didn’t have a ton of money growing up, but you never had to worry about a meal or having a warm bed to sleep in.
Everything came crashing down two years ago, when your dad had been killed in a mugging. Suddenly your family was without a father and without the main source of income. You’d nearly completed nursing school, but you had to drop out to work way more than full time to make ends meet. And then when your mother started her cancer treatments she couldn’t work anymore, which left you as the sole bread maker.
“If she doesn’t get the treatments, how long does she have?” It was a question you weren’t sure you wanted answered, but knew it needed to be.
“A matter of months.”
“And with the treatment?”
“Provided it works, she could go into full remission and have years left.”
You drew in a shaky breath, tears brimming in your eyes as you pictured life without your mom. Of course you always knew one day it would happen. Just…you hadn’t imagined it being this soon.
“I’ll figure it out. We’ll schedule her next chemo treatment and I’ll have the money.” Both your mom and Doctor Sandling looked at you, your mom with concern and Doctor Sandlin with skeptical pity. You weren’t backing down. Not anytime soon.
You hadn’t been able to save your dad, but you would be damned if you didn’t at least try to save your mom.
While your mom scheduled the chemo appointment you walked around the corner, not wanting her to hear what you were about to do.
The phone rang a couple of times before Natasha finally answered.
“Nix, is the club still looking for another dancer?”
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this may be a strange request but i couldn’t get the idea out of my brain, this could totally be a multi part or just a one shot.
my idea was that the reader (female) was taken & sold from jotunheim at a very young age, in my head it was because of her magical abilities and so they could be used / warped for mass destruction, but you could make it whatever you’d like. Now how she’s ended up on earth is completely your decision but id love a little angst for it, the setting would be post nyc take over & rehabilitation by the avengers for loki.
the team is called out to raid an undocumented base for illegal experimental weapons & the last thing any of them expected to find was y/n. Young adult & Smaller than average for a female frost giant. how you wanna shape her personality is up to you she could either be shy, scared and they need to break through to her or she could be a confident & covertly trained weapon who’s worlds just been completely blown because this is the first time she seeing someone who looks like her. she didn’t know there were people out there who did.…
as for loki’s perspective, though he’s come to terms with being a frost giant by blood, he still has his insecurities & thinks blue is by far the least appealing color. so why is it when he sees this mysterious woman, he’s absolutely enraptured by this dark blue beauty???
if it’s dumb im sorry lol🤣
Hiiiii!!! Sorry it took me so long to get to this!!!! I'm catching up on my requests!! And absolutely NOT a dumb idea!!! I love it!!!! I am gonna make it multi chapter.....I think one won't be enough. Hope you like it!!!! 💙❄️💙❄️
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Blue Dhalia
Pairing: Avengers Loki x Female Jotun reader
Warnings: mentions of abduction, mentions of torture, forced imprisonment, experimentation, mentions of malnutrition, nothing too explicit.
Summary: for as long as you could remember you were imprisoned and sold to the highest bidder, until a green eyed man changed everything...
Part one-
**dividers by @firefly-graphics
"Hey, get up. Doctor is ready for you." The man said banging on your cell. You slowly opened your eyes, looking up as the door flipped open, the long pole that you were used to coming into view as it hooked to the collar around your neck. "Let's go, I don't have all day." The man said pulling you out. You squinted in the light, trying to get your bearings when you were drug down the long hallway to where the doctor was. You looked at your arms, seeing the experiments from the day before had healed, wondering what they were going to try today.....maybe the heat again....
You were brought into the same room you had spent so many hours in. It was colorless, all grey and white, only a few desks in the corner and a long silver table set up in the middle if the room, restraints hanging from it. They had to change them a few times trying to find ones that wouldn't break. You closed your eyes coming up to the table, trying to think of anywhere else. "On the table freak." The man said yanking the pole. You growled, trying to lunge at the man feeling a jolt run through your body making your muscles stiffen as you hit the floor.
"Are we feeling fiesty today?" The man asked standing over you, your muscles convulsing. "Get her on the table, and remember don't touch her." He called out. You saw two men come over wearing thick gloves, grabbing your wrists and ankles lifting you onto the table slipping the restraints on. "Ok doctor, she's ready" the man called out. You turned your head seeing the man in the white coat come in carrying some papers. "Well well, lovely to see you again." He said walking to the table. "But, I think for your little stunt no dinner tonight." He said setting the papers down. "Now, should we try the heat again today?" He asked making you whimper, you'd rather endure anything then the heat.
You watched him wave his arm, the two men rolling large lamps over, you remember them. You swallowed hard closing your eyes as they turned them on, feeling the heat radiating over you making you gasp. "Ok, keep those on her for a few hours and then I want to try a few things, test her healing." The doctor said walking out. You closed your eyes, trying to remember something, anything pleasant from your life, but all you could remember was pain and heat. Sometimes when you dreamt you would see hills of white, you feet sinking into them as you walked. The cold on your skin as the wind blew through your hair. And then....them.
You could see the ship landing, two people walking out covered head to toe. You looked around seeing you were alone. You still remember his voice "hello little one, want to come with us?" He had asked. You tried to run but they were bigger, faster. You remembered being carried through the ship, the metal box they put you in, the years spent there making you shiver. Your eyes shot open seeing the ceiling, trying to catch your breath. You looked over seeing the doctor come back in. "Is she ready?" He asks the man who brought you. "I think she was dreaming again." He said handing the doctor a knife "Please, she's an animal, they don't dream." He said walking over to the table. "Ok, let's see what you can do." He smiled pressing the knife to your skin. You closed your eyes hoping maybe you would pass out like before.
You laid down as best you could in your cramped space. You were flat on your back, knees bent trying to touch as much of the cold floor to your skin as you could, your arms pressed against the metal walls. You looked at your skin, the deep blue having turned almost grey. You closed your eyes sighing, it would be a few days before the color returned. You tried to get comfortable as to not jostle the cuts along your stomach and chest, healing took longer after the heat, and tried to find some sort of sleep.
You weren't sure how long you slept when you were woken by a blaring alarm and flashing lights outside your cell. You crawled over trying to look but the small slot in the door made it hard to see. "Get the asset, we still need her!" You heard a man yell as the door to your cell swung open. "Come on, we have to go." He said as you pressed yourself to the back wall. "Do you understand, if they find you they will hurt you, I'll keep you safe." He said leaning down. You covered your ears shaking your head when he knelt down climbing towards you "I wont say it again, let's go!" He yelled when you heard a loud bang across the room.
"Where are the weapons?" You heard a man with a deep voice yell out, seeing the man in front of you shake his head before backing up "I do not know what your taking about, we are a research facility." He said to the new man. "We know the kind of research your doing, now answer me." The man bellowed again making you jump. You saw the man run off, a pair of black boots following behind him. You heard several loud noises and yelling. You curled into a ball, bringing your knees to your chest laying your head down hoping it would all stop soon.
After awhile the alarms stopped and everything went silent. You saw the door to your cell had been left open and thought about running, but flashes of what happened last time you tried kept you against the wall. Not long after you heard several footsteps come into the room. "I can't believe you let him get away goldilocks." You heard "I did not let him get away stark, he slipped past me." The louder one said. "Children, can we focus please?" You heard....a woman? You slowly moved towards the front of the cell, peeking out you saw the one with red hear, the one with black boots wearing a red sheet, and a man covered in metal. Two more sets of footsteps had you backing up a bit.
"Loki and I cleared the lower levels....it wasn't pretty." The man said, his arm wrapped in metal as well. "Roof is secure, what did you find in the lower areas?" Another asked, this one holding a shield with a star on it, and a smaller man with glasses. "Experiments, test subjects...all destroyed." The one with the long black hair said. You looked around, there was too many of them to get past, so you slid back towards the wall hoping they would leave and you could try to get out, but you backed up too fast kicking the wall making you freeze. "What was that?" You heard one ask.
You scurried to the back, huddling in the small corner when you saw the black boots again in front of the open door. He leaned down setting a large hammer down as be knelt down, his bright blue eyes meeting yours. He stayed there unmoving for a minute making you nervous "um..brother. could you come here?" He said not looking away from you. "What is it Thor?" Another pair of boots came into view when the other stood up "see for yourself." He said. Your eyes suddenly met bright green ones as the other man knelt down in front of the door. "How..." he trailed off staring at you. "What is it?" Another said as green eyes stood up.
You heard them talking but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. You slowly crept forward seeing them huddled together talking. You looked over seeing the door open, if you ran fast enough you might be able to make it. You looked back at them and took off when the man in glasses walked in front of you "Hey, it's ok. We're here to help." He said holding his hands up. You turned back to your cell, but the green eyed man blocked your way. You looked around trying to find another way. "Just calm down.." the man with glasses said. You saw another door and ran as fast as you could, when the man with the hammer stepped in front of you. You remembered what happens when you touch them....and the consequences....but if you could get through...
You gathered what strength you had left, feeling it surge through you you reached out to grab his bare forearm when someone grabbed your arm pulling you back. You looked down, seeing a large hand wrapped around your forearm. Trying to twist free you watched the hand begin to turn the same color as you. "No, that can't be right, they can't touch you" you thought, looking up seeing the green eyed man, the skin of his neck changing color. You tried to pry his fingers off you when you felt his hand on your forehead hearing him whisper something, your eyes met his seeing they werent green anymore as everything went dark.....
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Enough of You to Dull the Pain
Cale Erendreich x Fem!Reader
Summary: (18+) You think that maybe exaggerating how you're feeling will lead to more cuddles. Instead... well...
Soundtrack: Twin Skeleton's (Hotel in NYC) by Fall Out Boy
Requests: Open!
Warnings: It's Cale Erendreich and it's smut. Choking / Suffocating / Drowning. CNC. No one dies but at least one person in this fic is getting a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel.
"Cale," you whimper, arms around your middle and clutching in pain. "Cale, it hurts so bad."
"What does, bunny?" he asks, holding an arm out for you to join him at his desk. You painfully pad into his embrace, and he carefully pulls you into his lap, all without once sparing you a glance.
"My everything," you say softly, dropping your head onto his shoulder with a pout.
He finally looks down to you, gaze sympathetic. "Did you eat something?" he asks. When you nod, he continues, "maybe it was bad."
"Maybe," you whimper, nuzzling closer. "I don't feel sick, though... just... hurty."
"Hurty, huh?" You don't miss the hint of amusement in his voice. "Are you on your period?" As you shake your head, you hear a soft tsk. Then his arms are around you, and he's easily picking you up. All you offer him by way of protest is a tiny sound of surprise.
He carries you into the bathroom and sets you down on the edge of the tub. "This'll help," he tells you as he runs the water. A gentle kiss is placed on your forehead, and then he's pulling away. You watch as he walks over to the cabinet, pulling out all his home spa goods. Your favorite face mask, shampoo and conditioner, oils, anything and everything.
He pools everything beside you, then looks up and sets about examining you. You whimper at his touch, which immediately softens. He checks your eyes, your forehead, your gums. It's a little strange, how used to this you are, but you don't complain as he continues.
Soon, your top is off, along with your bra, and he's tenderly checking your breasts. You release a low whine as his thumb brushes over your nipple, and he shoots you a knowing smirk before he gently kisses the bud and moves on.
Next, his fingers dig into your abdomen. It's nothing any doctor wouldn't do. Yet, at the barest touch, you all but cry out, hands darting out to clutch at his wrist in an attempt to stop him.
"Oh, there it is," he says softly. He apologizes by pulling you close and planting a kiss to your temple. You sink into his touch, unwilling to part from him even as he shifts to turn the water off.
Truth be told, while you are in quite a bit of pain, it's not really as bad as you're letting on. Honestly, you just want him to hold you. But when he's working, it's hard to get him to pay much attention to you.
You weren't expecting the bath, or for him to be quite this attentive. But you'll take it. Why wouldn't you? Any attention from Cale is good attention.
He's testing the water when you pull away from him, and as he does he hums in satisfaction. "That should be perfect for you, bunny."
He pulls away from you, only to pull you up to a stand. The stress on your stomach makes you whimper, but his kiss quickly chases it away. Slowly, carefully, he helps you out of your bottom layers, before he picks you up again and eases you gently into the water.
It's so hot it practically feels like it's melting you, and the moan you release isn't quite as innocent as you'd maybe have hoped -- if you were paying any attention.
You look up to Cale, and don't fail to notice the smug look he's wearing. "Oh, shut up," you whimper. He only laughs in response.
Another thing you don't fail to notice is the way his sleeves are now soaked from lowering you into the water. You think he'll be angry, but when he looks down he simply rolls his sleeves up with a shrug.
"Babe," you say softly, and his eyes are suddenly on you. "Can you massage my legs?"
"Oh, your legs are hurting now?" he asks, a playfully suspicious look in his eyes.
"Well... no... but I'd still feel better..."
He sighs for effect before he grabs the massage oil and sits down on the other side of the tub. He dabs some of the oil in his palm, closes the bottle, and puts it off to the side, then starts rubbing his hands together to warm the oil up. You watch his each and every movement, enraptured by him.
There's barely a moment for him to motion for your leg. You see his hand flex, and immediately profer the limb, draping your right leg over his lap. If he's upset about the way his trousers are now soaked, he makes no mention of it. Instead, he starts working his hands into your calf muscles, digging deep to reach the muscles that need the most attention.
He finishes with a kiss to the inside of your ankle. You withdraw your right leg and offer your left in its place. He repeats the motions, and ends that leg off with the same gesture.
"How are you feeling now?" he asks as he looks you over.
Forgetting your cover in your relaxed state, you moan, "just perfect."
You can tell by the way his eyes sharpen that you've made a mistake. Despite the nearly scalding water surrounding you, a chill dances down your spine as he drops down, hands clutching the lip of the tub on either side as he hovers over you, effectively trapping you in the water.
"I'm sorry," he starts, a dramatic flair of disbelief in his voice, "were you pretending to be sick so I'd pamper you?"
"Wh-what," you gasp, "no! No, of course not! I... I just kind of... maybe exaggerated... just a little, though, I swear!"
The way he looks at you is downright murderous, and there's no relief as he pulls back, nor as he gets up. And there's none when he starts slowly, tauntingly stripping his clothes off.
You watch in horror and fascination as he makes a show of it, his fingers lingering as he undoes each button of his shirt, as he unbuckles his belt, as he pulls down his fly. Your mouth is dry in fear, and yet you try to swallow thickly in anticipation.
He loses articles of clothing as he makes his way back to the tub, fully nude by the time he clambers in on top of you. All you can think for a moment is how fortunate it is that his tub is huge, so that you both fit easily.
All thoughts are chased away when his hand is suddenly on your throat and your head is forced back into the water.
You know you shouldn't scream, that it'll just waste air. But the sound tears out of you anyway, sending a plume of bubbles up to the surface. Even as your hands claw desperately at Cale's forearm, your hips give a weak thrust as a thrill shoots down to your cunt.
He holds you under just until the edge of too long. And then you're yanked back up, and his hold loosens just enough for you to cough and wheeze air back into your aching lungs.
"C-Cale--"
You're back under again, and this time the jolt between your legs is powerful enough to make you gasp.
You're wracked with coughs, and you don't realize you're not in the water anymore until Cale's mouth is crushed to yours. You think maybe he's giving you mouth-to-mouth, but eventually even your panicked brain knows that he's just roughly kissing you as your body dispels the water on its own.
He shifts so that he's poised above you, a predator ready to claim his kill.
"Cale?" you whimper, but he doesn't respond. "Cale--"
With a snap of his hips, his cock is thrust inside you. Keening, tears form in your eyes and your nails dig deep into his arm, still locked on your throat.
"Cale," you wheeze, desperately.
"Deep breath," he warns, and you barely have enough time to obey before he plunges you back into the water. He sinks his cock deeper at the same time, and you struggle not to cry out.
Each of his thrusts is brutally sharp, causing burning pain inside and dull, bruising pain outside. But all you can do is hold your breath and hope you can hold out -- hell, your life literally depends on it.
It doesn't take much for you to realize, even as your vision starts to darken around the edges and your mind gets hazy, that this isn't sex for him so much as Cale using you as a masturbatory aid.
Not that you mind -- you'd be perfectly wet for him, if not for the water.
And, even as the darkness closes in and you find it harder to think, you can feel pleasure growing. It's tightening in the pit of your stomach, heating you up in a way the water surrounding you never could.
Your mind, too fuzzy to focus on much of anything, wonders idly if Cale is talking to you from above the water, or if he really is just using you.
The thought, fleeting as it is, has you bucking your hips in wanton need. Cale's hand tightens around your throat, and now you're not sure if you're about to die by suffocation or drowning.
The hand on your throat presses harder down, and your ever-drifting mind connects it with his cock twitching inside you, followed by a surge of warmth spilling into your cunt.
With him finishing, you finally reach the end of your limits. Your body thrashes weakly in a desperate bid to get to air, to breathe, to live. As it does, you feel a hand at your pussy, two fingers sinking in to your cunt while the thumb plays at your clit.
You realize you're going to die, but at least Cale is sending you out with one last orgasm.
Between the air deprivation making you deliriously ecstatic, even as your body twitches in a last-ditch effort to breathe, and the hand in your cunt rocking your body with pleasure, it doesn't take long for you to reach that peak.
Your whole body goes into a rigid arch, thighs and cunt working together to crush the hand driving you to orgasm. And you can't help it, can't control it. With the last molecule of air left in your lungs, you scream.
And then you take a desperate breath in, and everything goes dark.
When you wake up, everything is sore. Your chest, your throat, your cunt. It takes you a few minutes to work through the haze, to remember why you hurt everywhere.
The next thing you take stock of is the present. You're swaddled in enough warm blankets to supply an army, and you've been laid in Cale's bed. You wonder if he's with you, until you feel something tighten around your waist and lips press to your cheek.
"You had me worried there for a second," he whispers.
You let out a breezy laugh. "You? Worried?"
"You didn't take to CPR right away," he informs you.
"Oh."
He continues, "and you've been out all day."
"Oh," you say again.
"Would you like something to eat?" he asks, as if your very near death hadn't just been the topic of conversation.
"I... yeah," you reply. You realize then that you are hungry, anyway.
"You should start with something easy. I'll make you some soup."
He withdraws and gets up, laying another kiss to your cheek as he passes.
When he gets back, you've already fallen back asleep. Your breathing is still labored and raspy. There's a twinge of guilt in his heart when he hears it. Not nearly as big or devastating as the one he felt when he thought he'd killed you, but still much more than he's used to.
He sighs, placing the soup on the nightstand beside you. Carefully, he slips into his place behind you, pulling you gently closer and holding you protectively while he waits for you to wake up again.
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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☾ welcome ☽₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆
about me
you can call me juno or astraea
im a cancer sun, libra moon and sagittarius rising
my pronouns are they/she (and my pronoun page is here)
i'm a proud bisexual (i am very sapphic lol)
im taken (you can hear about my love via the “them tag <33")
i am a minor (i won't immediately block people 18+ but if you're creepy i will <3)
australian!! also a bunch of different places, none really interesting
this blog is for me to dump thoughts, interact with people and just have a good time :)
i play the drums and im currently in two bands! i also love playing guitar and one of my 2024 goals is to get better at playing!!
currently listening -> 🍁☕️🎸 nyc
currently reading -> the odyssey translated by emily wilson
currently watching -> doctor who and rewatching gilmore girls
things i like
i love: literature, the arts, queer culture, astronomy, feminism (no terfs allowed!!!!), fruit flavoured drinks, flared pants, converse, dark red, nail polish, eyeliner, burgundy lipgloss, tank tops, tote bags, brie (always dreaming of cheese), pinterest, spotify, my headphones, the ocean, my grandparents house (im there rn i love it), spring+winter, very specific shades of pink and green, black <3, folklore and 1989 girl, fiddling around on the guitar, fantasising about being a famous musician, finding new music, snow, picking silly little outfits,
books: osemanverse, the hunger games, books by rhiannon wilde, tim te maro's subterranean heartsick blues, all the best liars, books by octavia butler (specifically parable of the sower and parable of the talents), the last true poets of the sea, acotar, the weight of the stars, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, the picture of dorian grey, house of hollow, howls moving castle, harry potter (mainly marauders, FUCK JKR), i kissed shara wheeler, red white and royal blue, song of achilles
movies + tv shows: dont look up, little women (2019), scream (i like most of them but 1996 is my fav by far), ladybird, barbie (2023), some of the mcu (thor and guardians of the galaxy <33), spiderverse (itsv is my love), gilmore girls, stranger things, loki, heartstopper, arcane, scott pilgrim takes off, she ra
musicians/bands: boygenius, taylor swift, lovejoy, glaive, brakence, paramore, ricky jamaraz, melanie martinez, lana del rey, ashnikko, girl in red, billie eilish, doja cat, big thief, adrienne lenker, ethel cain, mitski, remi wolf, cigarettes after sex, ericdoa, tv girl, clairo, the neighbourhood, bon iver, deftones (getting into them just a little), maneskin, courtney barnett, poppy
my favourite colours are black, dark red, burgundy, denim blue, sage green, soft pink, glaucous blue, golden yellow (i love colour theory so all colours are beautiful in their own context but here are my favs to wear/see)
i really want to get into more poetry so if you have any recs lmk!!
i have recently begun practising some very simple witchcraft, so feel free to talk to me about that and i would love to learn more!!
i love learning about astrology and use my birth chart frequently
i write very, very infrequently and think of more stories than i even start to plot lmao.
i draw way more than i write and will occasionally post some!! its not good by any means but its fun ig
talk to me + dni
my asks and dms are open!! feel free to talk to me about anything and everything!! i love talking!!
i love my mutuals so much so if ur my mutual *looks you dead in your eyes* i love you
my discord is the same @ as here, i literally just got it today so idrk how it works but feel free to add me there <33 but please lmk if you do if your username is different
if we’re very close you can ask for my insta!!
i rarely follow people without an intro post/descriptive enough bio (with name, age group, pronouns) so if you want to be mutuals please have one!! if not just shoot me an ask about who you are and what you like so we can be friends <33
dni: rude, racist, homophobic, transphobic, zionist, terfs, sexist, ableist, antisemitic people
tags
#juno.txt -> ramblings, original posts
#asks -> asks ive answered
#ask bait -> hehehe send me asks <3
#tag games -> tag games ive participated in
#beautiful mutuals -> interactions with my beautiful mutuals!
#spotify -> my music obsession dw im fine fhdklfhdal
#them tag <33 -> posts that remind me of my wonderful bf <3
links + sideblogs
spotify
pinterest
@likeasugarcubeinateacup -> my notes app poetry
@slowrotburiedinthepark -> a random sideblog i post art and occasional web weaving on
@stabbingstarsthroughmyback -> my writing sideblog (ask me about my wip!!)
stunning dividers by @chachachannah :))
here is a totally beautiful and amazing moodboard by @svnflowermoon that always makes me so fhadkfhakd
last updated: jan 19th 2024
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Not caught up with the Recreyo lore? NO PROBLEM! This post will be updating every time we get new lore!
Here’s the ENTIRETY of Recreyo lore;
So the glitches ur seeing are all Recreyo Chan. A girl originally used to promote Recreyo’s Anime NYC event! Her first appearance was on twitter, when it was still believed to be a gag. This girl is clearly the same. Matching blue hair and red neck tie. This was season 1 of course, so it was still a joke. But in season 2 she takes on a new light.
So her first MENTION takes place in ‘SCP The Sculpture’ where we can make a safe estimate that Recreyo Chan is the thing that is “keeping a special eye on the recreyo crew.” (Curt has stated that SCP is easier to work with because you can change things as well as said the SCP lore could leak into other episodes so thats how we know RC and SCP are connected) But we didn’t know what curt meant by this until the release of ‘Doctor Stone’. Where Recreyo Chan glitched into the video for a few moments before returning things back to normal.
After this ‘FNAF 4’ incident, the next week Curt uploaded a video titled ‘We need to talk.’ Addressing the glitches. His solution to combat the glitches was changing the upload schedule to every other week to *intensify the edits and get rid of the glitches*. This worked for the most part, EXCEPT for small glitches where a spiral (referencing the swirl design on her cheek). These spirals would only appear when they were breaking the fourth wall. Whether it be through the art looking like they’re grabbing the screen (‘Scream’) or talking directly to the animators (‘The Menu’). These spirals originated in the 4th SCP episode ‘SCP Plague doctor’ where the plague doctor referred to an IT. This IT obviously being Recreyo Chan.
In ‘Rizz, Marry, Kill’ instead of the typical spiral, Curt *spiraled* out of the video into a blank void where he asks “Now..?” before getting transported back into the video. This shows he was self aware of the glitch happening.. After a few weeks of episodes that show Recreyo Chan always on the outside looking in at Curt, finally the long awaited ‘SCP Security Breach’ was finally dropped. Throughout the video, Curt seemed removed and monotone. Something is clearly off. Once we reach the end of the episode, the Recreyo Crew come across a portal, which Curt has been leading them to throughout the episode. Except now we truly can tell, Curt wasn’t the one leading them to the portal. It was Recreyo Chan, who seemed to shape-shift into him. She closes out the scenario with the chilling line “now I have everything I need to end the scenario”. After this, Curt’s voice and body have fully transformed and we see her true form.
But YouTube isn’t the only thing Recreyo Chan has been attempting to hack. The Official Recreyo discord has been hacked by an account on the 31st of March, and was assumed to be an April fools prank. This user originally named “ca” terrorized the server and even hacked curt, turning Curt’s profile into a creepy blue light, his name to ca as well. Den ended up banning him, only for him to return a day later. Every Friday, or day of a post, this user has been adding a letter to their name every day. What was originally “Ca” is now “Can you”. We originally believed she could be spelling out “Can you survive”, as it is a common phrase used in their video titles. However now, we believe she could be spelling out “Can you hear me” After joining a call and changing everyone’s names to one of the letters “C, A, N, Y, O, U, or H”
In the aforementioned call that this mysterious account joined, they played strange audio, we are yet to understand the meaning of the audio, but it seems the first is weird glitching audio, while the other sounds like scraping or mechanical noises.
Another website we can find Recreyo Chan on is pleasestopareyoulisteningcanyouhear.me . On this website we can hear Curt talking about the laws of physics and possibilities of other universes (an obvious reference to the portals we’ve been seeing in the episodes lately) In the background you can hear the others having a normal conversation and you can tell this happens before a recording because Ivan says “We’re ready to clap now.” to Curt. (Clapping is how they sync their audio in recordings.) If you want the transcript of the audio I have another post detailing it!
ALSO RECREYO CHAN IS DATING HATSUNE MIKU.
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Anonymous: resident lover neutral route cassandra after ending maybe? i need angst :) and for cass to regret getting ghosting MC
Duuuude. Great minds think alike XD I already had this saved in my drafts lol. I think this fits your request!
Spoilers for Resident Lover - Cassandra route!
Alright, so that ending where you get your foot crushed and Cass meets someone in NYC? Yeah. That one killed me T^T Of course I had to write some angsty romance about it lol. Let’s get into it!
You had done everything to make sure the show was a success.
… You had done everything to make sure Cassandra was a success.
Those stupid stans. They had ruined everything. At the opening night performance, you saw a mysterious shadow while you were waiting in the wings. You had to go investigate it. You went up onto the the catwalk and saw them. Laughing and giggling like idiots as they held those paint cans. Their obsession with Cass was disturbing. Willing to hurt other people just to get closer to her…
They were trying to douse you, but they were too dumb to realize that they would have just made Cass a laughing stock as well by doing this. They would have only sabotaged their own goal.
You confronted them and they panicked. In their haste to get away, they threw the cans at you and crushed your foot. You could feel that multiple bones were broken. The stage manager called you an ambulance and they carted you away.
While you never would have wanted Cass to miss opening night… She didn’t even come to see you at the hospital later on. You texted her a few times and she answered back, but… She was just… So caught up in her own production. Plus, her mother whisked her away to NYC after all the shows were finished. You texted again… But this time she didn’t answer at all.
That had been two fucking months ago.
How… Could she be so… Cold toward you? After everything the two of you went through together? She was always so kind and empathetic. What happened to her? Had she tasted her first bit of fame and just forgotten about you?
You grumble to yourself as you remember everything and hobble over to the library to study. Yep. Still in a cast. Your foot is so sore and you can barely walk. The doctor said it will start to get better soon, but that’s the least of your worries at the moment. Your pathetic life and the apparent loss of your first real love are eating you up inside. Will Cass ever come back? Will she finally text you? Maybe even give you a call? Damn. What you wouldn’t give to hear her voice right about now…
You stumble through the doors and try to find a table to work at.
But then you see her. You almost think you’re hallucinating before she spots you and comes barreling over.
“Y/N! I missed you, my star,” She says and pulls you into an unexpected hug.
Your eyes widen in surprise. You want to be pissed. You certainly have the right. She ghosted you when you needed her the most. However… She’s so warm. Her luscious curves feel so good against your weary body. The signature scent of coffee clings to her and you feel yourself soothed by her embrace. You’re just relieved she’s back, honestly.
Cass eventually pulls away and smiles at you.
You try to smile back, but it looks like more of a grimace.
Cass takes note of your gaunt face, the bags under your eyes and the tense set of your jaw. She’s an actress, after all. It’s her job to notice these kinds of things. “Y/N? You don’t look well at all,” She says and pulls up a chair to sit next to you.
You bite your lip and look away. “I’m fine,” You murmur.
Cass is not convinced. “Y/N. Please tell me what’s going on,” She pleads.
You finally meet her eyes. “You… Just left. You never even came to see me in the hospital,” You say, voice sounding incredibly small.
Cass’s eyes immediately look so pained. “Oh, Y/N. I would have, but-”
“I get it. Your show was running. But… Even after it was over and before you went to New York. You still never came,” You say. “Then you stopped answering my texts. I thought you were pissed because I couldn’t play Romeo. I felt guilty and decided to give you some space,” You feel yourself rambling. You take a deep breath to calm yourself. “I know we were just supposed to be working on the show together. I just thought I meant more to you than that, you know?”
Cass is… Heartbroken. Tears trail silently down her cheeks. She didn’t realize how much she had hurt you. “Of course you do, Y/N. I’m… So sorry,” She says, breaking down and sobbing into her hands. “I should have visited you. I just got swept up in everything.”
You… Didn’t expect her to be so sad. Does she really care about you… As more than just a scene partner? You can’t stand to see her cry. You reach out to hold her hand. “Hey… It’ll be okay, Cass,” You say softly. “I was upset, but… Yeah, I forgive you,”
She looks up at you, hopeful. “You do?” She sniffles.
You surprise yourself by smiling. You’re just so glad she’s back. You can’t find it in yourself to be angry with her anymore. “I do, Cass. It’s really good to see you.”
Cass gives you a watery grin and leans over to hug you once more. “It’s good to see you as well,” She says. She nervously reaches into her pocket and pulls out a keychain. “Here. This is for you,” She says and hands it over to you. “It’s not much, but… I saw it and wanted to get it for you,” She says quietly.
Your eyes widen slightly at this. She was thinking about you while she was away? Then… Why didn’t she answer your texts? You take the keychain. It’s still warm from her pocket… “Thanks,” You whisper in disbelief.
Before you can say anything else, though, Cass suddenly looks away, unable to meet your gaze. “I’m… Moving to New York, Y/N,” She reveals.
… You swear your heart shatters into a million pieces. She can’t possibly mean… Could she?
“I met somebody and… I want to see where it goes,” She says guiltily.
What? She’s… Leaving? Just like that?
… And she “Met someone”? Oh, shit. That sucks even more.
“Y/N, can we please keep in touch?” She asks suddenly, gripping your hand and pleading with a fierce determination in her eyes. “I… Need you in my life. Even if I’m across the world,” She begs.
You are silent for a long while.
Wow.
You just got friend-zoned in the absolute worst way possible.
You sigh and nod weakly. “Sure,” You say half-heartedly. But you know the truth. You both will text each other for a bit. Then the intervals between her answering your messages will begin to get longer and longer. Eventually you’ll lose touch as Cass will be out on Broadway, dazzling crowds. She’ll move on and forget about you.
Yeah, you’ll keep in touch… But will she?
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5 years. It’s been 5 years since you’ve seen that gorgeous smile in person. You wait nervously on the back of the sound stage before a producer signals you to get into position.
Cass is currently being interviewed on a late night talk show. She’s completely blown up ever since she started doing movies. She’s the Hollywood “It” girl.
You’re scheduled to perform and then join the interview. Those fucking media moguls knew that you had a past with Cass. They lined you up like this on purpose, you’re sure of it. You sigh and go over a few things with the sound techs before you go on.
You’re here with your band. You… Kind of reinvented yourself after everything went down with Cass. You needed a change and so you… Tried to become someone else. A rocker who slacked off with their friends and bandmates. You eventually dropped out of Miranda’s University and began touring with your band. You played huge festivals and started garnering a big audience. You were on your way to becoming a real rockstar. But… Were you truly happy? Your personal life kind of stagnated. Your bandmates and friends were getting married, going on luxurious vacations… But you still feel like that same, dumb freshman. It’s pathetic. You’ve had a lot of one-night stands with random women and groupies on the road, but you haven’t dated anyone since… her. It’s stupid, though. You two weren’t ever a couple. Why were you so lovesick over her? You were since the very first time you met her, if you were being honest.
You recently read in the trashy tabloids that Cass had just given birth to her first child… You read any article written about her religiously. She looked happy in the picture you saw of her holding her baby. Cass named her little one Amber. You faintly remember how much she adored the color. A fond smile tugs your lips. She’s going to be just as much of a handful as Cass is.
And, of course, as if your brain doesn’t have enough to process right now, you’re obsessing over Cass’s love life. She doesn’t date very much and quickly stopped seeing that other woman in New York she told you about (You enjoy this fact way too much). She made it clear publicly that she was happy being single, but she wanted children. She had found a sperm donor and decided to raise her little one all on her own. She’ll adjust what parts and jobs she takes as Amber grows and requires different things from her. Plus, she’s got the best support system in the world with her sisters and mother.
Cass is fully moving on with her life. Without you. It stings. Even after all of these years… Fuck, how pathetic.
Suddenly, the stage producer breaks you from your musings and begins the countdown. This is your first time on national TV. You should be focusing on that. Not the beautiful brunette sitting just across the studio from you. You wish you could have spoken to her before the show started. Nothing like an uncomfortable reunion in front of a captive audience…
You take a deep breath and close your eyes before the curtain in front of you opens to wild applause.
Ugh. Let’s just get this fucking night over with…
Note: So, I pretty much said “Fuck canon”, I guess lol. I’ll have to break this into another part, but hope you enjoyed!
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