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2toplibrary · 2 years

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Have you read fics with bkdktd pairing where shouto's the main focus and the other two are simping for him? For me as a shouto simps its sooooooo tiring when he doesn't get enough attention in this pairing 😫😩

I think there's no satisfying us shouto fans🤣💔

The TDBKDK that really fits the "simping Shouto" bill to me is this one:

the universe must have my back, you fell from the sky into my lap by lelex

(M, 27K, 2/2) 🔞

Izuku, Katsuki, and Shouto fuck up a meet-cute, twice. But everyone wins in the end.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

I think these may also fit the bill for you - either it's Shouto-focused or the seduction is focused on Shouto:

Guildy Pleasures by Mysecretfanmoments

(T, 6460, 1/1)

As the only son of a powerful politician, Todoroki Shouto's life is just one big boring cutscene—except when he logs on to Land of Heroes, where he plays as ShoutO, slaying foes and keeping his fellow guildmates alive. It's enough fun that it almost distracts him from the fact that he's falling for two of those guildmates. Almost. But he's got to stay in stealth mode, because Bakugou and Midoriya are mega-popular streamer duo ZeroDeku… and they're already dating each other.

Shouto has managed to keep his real identity a secret from them all this time, but when he's caught on live television watching one of their streams he ends up not only pulling aggro from the whole country, but catching the attention of ZeroDeku themselves. To his shock, they actually want to meet Shouto, the politician's son—and this time there's no avatar to hide behind.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

Of Respite and Odyssey, Balm and Halcyon, Rapture and Godot, Lear and Pierrot by JayJEx

(T, 54k, 1/1)

Aizawa and All Might’s Forever Squad of Problem Children

(8:47 AM) Midorito: @everyone this is an official callout post for @Discount IcyHot Patch, who is returning to musutafu tomorrow and DIDN’T EVEN TELL ANY OF US!!!!! ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ

Shouto groans in despair. Predictably, the group chat immediately explodes.

-or-

Todoroki returns to Musutafu after six years away and his tragic inability to keep up with all of the people in his life catches up to him in the worst, most irritating ways possible.

(Though he might at least get a boyfriend or two out of the matter. That’s a plus.)

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

Cinderoki, the Sweaty Prince, and the Furious Fairy by Esselle

(T, 19k, 1/1)

Todoroki Shouto is cursed. Since he was five years old, he's been locked away from the rest of the world to keep his out of control magic a secret. He thought he could be content with his storybooks—until an invitation comes from the royal palace, inviting his family to attend a ball for Crown Prince Izuku.

Shouto wants to go; he wants to be normal; he wants to leave his cage. Most of all, he wants to know what it's like to live in a fairy tale, even if it's only for one night. Fortunately, he's about to meet one pissed off fairy named Katsuki, who's been watching Shouto his whole life and waiting to make his wish come true.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

sleeping arrangements by todobaku brainrot hours (snowandfire)

(T, 1700, 1/1)

It’s so typical that Katsuki finds himself lying on his side, in between an idiot and a moron. This is just his life now, he supposes. And there’s no way to fix it except with the most direct approach. No fucking way. 'Cause he can't catch a break.

or: Katsuki is sure as fuck not interested in a 3-way cuddle or staying the night with these two idiots, but he’s got to prove that he’s the number one cuddler—and he will.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

Todoroki Shouto and the Three MusCATeers by ethydium

(G, 2732, 1/1)

Shouto's having the absolute worst patrol. It's raining, he has a headache, and none of his hero partners is there to cheer him up. And then he finds three kittens.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

Curse of Baytown by surveycorpsjean

(E, 70k, 8/8) 🔞

With the last of his hope, Shouto stumbles into a strange town. Be it destiny, or be it fate; his life will change forever.

💥🥦🍰 💥🥦🍰

admit defeat by dabidevito (uselessphillie)

(E, 6483, 1/1)🔞

Deku, for the record, happens to know exactly what Katsuki thinks about that half and half bastard. He can count on one hand the number of things him and Deku have agreed so soundly on over the years, and, god help him, one of them happens to be Todoroki fucking Shouto.

More precisely, fucking Todoroki Shouto.

or, the seduction of a candy cane, executed by two hopeless idiots with little to no seduction skills to speak of.

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#bnha fanfic recs #todobakudeku #tdbkdk #ot3 #ask the librarian

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waystobuild-blog · 4 years

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Top 7 CN Shows That Would Work Better in Live Action than PPG

So I think everybody’s talked about why CW Powerpuff Girls doesn’t work, whether or not it’s a real thing or not? Who even knows. But while thinking about how this:

is kinda awful for Powerpuff Girls, I got thinking what shows that this style of a reboot would work for. In which it’s live action, the character is depressed and has sort of resentment towards their childhood now and that sort of thing.

So what are the top 7 shows that I think this

Number 7:

Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends

At Number 7 we have Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends. Seems fitting that we’d start the list with another one of Craig McCracken’s biggest hits. Why do I think the premise of “Oh, life sucks now and I kinda wasted my childhood” would work for Foster’s? For the plain and simple fact that for a few episodes of the show, there was a focus on Mac growing up and whether or not he should leave his friends at Foster’s behind him. You could play a lot with that concept combined with the live action reboot thing. Maybe an older version of the character is dealing with whether or not to let go of both Bloo and the past and move on with his life. Frankie being a young adult during the time of the original show could also be a pretty instrumental character since it was a matter of living there, caring for the friends, having that job and balancing this life with the life that she had outside of the house.

Not quite a coming of age story but a sort of “Hey, my life has gone nowhere and where could I go with this now? Do I keep the friends I loved and cherished as a child or move onto other things? Is there a way to do both?”

Only thing I wouldn’t want though is CGI monstrosity friends. Those would be kinda the worst…

Number 6:

Okay, let’s actually talk about a real superhero show this time around. Or would this count as a superhero show? Well, they certainly do a lot of cool time travelling so I’m gonna say it’s a superhero show. Of course, I mean Time Squad.

Now if you haven’t guessed, I don’t have the most experience with this show but I know enough to think that this is something that could actually work well. I mean, Otto was a kid who was basically running around all over history protecting the balance of time with a stuck up robot and a dude who is a little too into all of this. Imagine if he just sorta did this for all of his childhood and realizing as a young adult that “Crap, I didn’t really have a childhood.” With the dynamic of the squad, the potential to expand the greater organization as a whole and just all the time travel shenanigans that could happen, I don’t see a reason not to do it.

Plus, CW already has Legends of Tomorrow and that’s awesome so even less likely to screw it up if they’ve already got a model to do it off of right?

Number 5:

The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack

Yo ho ho, it is a sailor’s life for me. And in this sailor’s life we’re coming in with Number 5: The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack. Now this is a bit of an odd choice, right? But hear me out.

Flapjack as a child kinda had only Bubbie and K’nuckles as guides for his life. While they mostly spent their lives at Stormalong Harbor, they also constantly spent their lives looking for Candied Island. What if they never stopped looking and eventually, little kid Flapjack is a grown up now and he’s like “Oh wow. I wanted adventure but I was kinda manipulated to follow this creepy old man’s dreams of candy.” I think going heavy and hard on this sort of found family between them would be kinda fun. How K’nuckles wasn’t the best role model and how they’ve still only got each other in this world, that sort of thing.

Plus, a live action Stormalong would be sooooooo cool.

Number 4:

Ben 10

As the old saying goes, it started when an alien device did what it did, stuck itself upon his wrist with secrets that it hid, now he’s got superpowers he’s no ordinary kid, it’s Ben 10.

And unfortunately in CW’s Ben 10, he’s not a kid who just wants to have fun. Nah, he’s got a lot of emotional stuff to deal with and all of that depressing stuff. Isn’t it great? Now I do think that this could work especially if you work it in where maybe Ben enlisted into the plumbers after his summer vacation and it just kinda escalated from there to the point where here he is now.

Say what you will, but at least with Ben 10, we’ve seen it hit a more grounded and emotional place with Ben 10 Alien Force and Ultimate Alien so I don’t believe that this would be too far of a stretch with how that show worked and a lot of people happened to really like those iterations of the show.

Granted, I actually do want a CW styled Ben 10, but less edgy Arrow style and more along the lines of The Flash, but I’d still take this too.

And now before we get into the top 3, let’s get into a few honorable mentions.

First up, we’ve got Steven Universe. Now honestly, this could work really well, the only issue with that is that we’ve kinda already seen this story told and that was with Steven Universe Future. Good stuff and a lot of potential, but we’ve seen it and I don’t think we need to see it again with a live action coat of paint.

Next up there’s Codename Kids Next Door. Honestly, I think the only real spinoff we need for Kids Next Door is Galactic. That’s it. Anything else is unnecessary. Still, with this sort of concept an older KND who has been decommissioned and feels like there’s something missing in their lives that they just don’t understand would be really cool. Although maybe that would work as like a movie or special or somethin’ I don’t know.

And finally for the last of the honorable mentions we’ve got Teen Titans. While I am trying to keep this list to CN Originals, I couldn’t help but bring this one up. How Long is Forever is one of my all-time favorite episodes of the 2003 series so I think seeing a series taking place in that timeline or something similar would be a lot of fun maybe for like a miniseries or something. And honestly, anything’s better than Titans.

With those three out of the way, back to the list.

Number 3:

The Life and Times of Juniper Lee

In a world full of monsters and demons, June is the only one who sees them. This is the Life and Times of Juniper Lee and it makes number three on my list.

Now, like Time Squad, I didn’t watch much of this show. But what I do know about this show is that June is cool and she’s got this whole legacy and destiny by being the newest Te Xaun Ze, which are basically the magical protectors of her town. Only problem, and why I think that this direction for this show would actually be kinda cool, is the whole thing that the Te Xaun Ze is never allowed to leave the town at any point in their lives and oh boy, you could actually go really hard on that with this format since it’s literally built into the show.

Juniper Lee all grown up and just straight up depressed because she’s got the cool powers and grabs all the monsters but everyone around her has moved on in their lives. Friends have gone off to college and started all their lives and she’s got nothing but her family in Orchid Bay. You’d have a story of someone who once was big on their destiny who has accepted it but wishes that it wasn’t theirs anymore. I do know the show dealt with this a bit but with a new continuity and an older version of the character you really could just go in and deep on this.

I stand by that this would actually be pretty cool and kinda want it. Honestly, I like this idea so much that I wasn’t sure whether to put this in the number three or the number two spot, but y’know what? The next show told me a little secret that gave it the edge.

Number 2:

The Secret Saturdays

That’s right, it’s the Secret Saturdays.

Zak Saturday went all around the world with his parents discovering ancient cryptids, protecting the world and everything. He got some cool siblings in Fiskerton, Komodo and Zon. And then to add on top of that that he’s also the reincarnation of an ancient cryptid set to rule and control all the cryptids in the world? Yeah, that’ll do it. Definitely not the type of life he asked for and kid went through a lot because of it especially after losing those powers and apparently getting them back if we’re to count the Omniverse crossover TGIS to be canon.

But having parents like Zak’s, everything with the community of Secret Scientists and not really having many friends his own age or well, his own species will do that.

Exploring Zak and maybe Argost coming back for powers he might not want anymore and learning to embrace his destiny while also trying to patch up the Saturday family would be awesome.

Number 1:

Dexter’s Laboratory

Now while I know we already have a live action Dexter and it was an incredible hit, I- Wait, not the same show.

Ahem, Dexter’s Laboratory makes the top of this list. Partially because of it being PPG’s sister series but also partially because of the whole thing of there’s a lot you could do with Dexter’s character in terms of depression. If someone with such a high intellect were to somehow lose it all or just in some way, never really got forward in life, that would do it. Dexter could be a type of character that’s too stuck inside his own head in order to move forward. Alternatively, maybe Dexter is highly successful but has found there’s something missing in life or something. I dunno.

But whichever way you decide to go with Dexter’s character, you could have Dee Dee be pretty much the opposite of that. Maybe she’s found herself a place in life that she’s content with and Dex doesn’t understand why but wants it. I think going deep on this sort of emotional aspect of his life while also having all sorts of fun crazy science stuff would be a good watch.

All in all, gimme a Dexter’s lab show but we gotta make sure he keeps some form of an accent. No accent is a dealbreaker.

Although, I think that at the end of the day, animation should really just stay animated and that we don’t need to go live action for anything. All of these ideas I’ve presented, I’d of course rather prefer as cartoons with a more balanced tone more than anything but I figured with the announcement of a PPG show, this would be a silly but fun idea to talk about rather than ranting about it like most have. Granted, I’ve got some rants of my own since I still think it’s a bad idea. Haha. But you know how it goes.

At any rate those are all the shows I think would make better CW PPG style reboots than CW PPG. When it comes to the edginess and potential for drama, I feel these shows fit the bill better than the innocent, buttkicking action that was the Powerpuff Girls.

But what do you all think? Do you have any shows in mind that I haven’t mentioned? Do you think I’ve opened Pandora’s Box and given The CW more awful ideas?

Now, this was originally a YouTube video so you can probably see that in the way that this post, especially the ending was written, but I just still don’t really have the energy to edit stuff so have this post instead. It’s something I really wanted to discuss and just decided, hey, why not make it a Tumblr post?

#Cartoon network #PowerPuff Girls #live action remake #cw powerpuff girls #Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends #time squad #The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack #ben 10 #steven universe #steven universe future #kids next door #codename kids next door #codename knd #knd #galactic kids next door #Teen Titans #The Life and Times of Juniper Lee #secret saturdays #dexter's laboratory

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tinyboxxtink · 3 years

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“My Fairy Abogado” *Part 2*

I’m really shocked people like this as much as they do, this was literally a dream I had one night and decided to write about. 😁

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“Sooooooo, what was that?” Marisol immediately grilled you.

“What was what?”

“He slipped you a card! I saw it!”

“Oh,” you handed her the card. “He said he might be able to help my parents,”

“Can he even do that? Don’t you have to be like a special immigration lawyer or something?”

“He can do whatever he wants, he’s the ADA,” a voice came from behind you.

“Ah! Ash! Don’t DO that!” You spun around to see her sitting on a bar stool.

“Why? Afraid I’ll hear you talking bad about my abogado? Or….good, even?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh shut up,” You hit her. “Did you need something?”

“Yeah I just wanted to tell you Raf and I will have two number 23’s, mine with green chile sauce his with red and extra extra jalapenos, and a dozen tortillas,”

“That’s a lot of food for two people,”

“He’s buying,” She shrugged with a smile before walking back to their table.

“I swear to God that girl is like a cat,”

“Yeah, thank god she came up before we actually got to the juicy stuff!” Mari giggled.

“What ‘juicy stuff’?”

“Oh please, I saw the way you looked at him when he came in, and while you were talking to them.

“And how exactly was I looking at him?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Like a popsicle on a summer day,” She poked her tongue to the side of her mouth, moving her hand to the other side in a pumping to the side motion.

“OH MY GOD, Marisol!!!” You grabbed her hands and moved them away, looking around frantically.

“What’s that mean?”

“Ah!” You yelped again, this time it was your seven year old sister Chloe.

“Chloe, you can’t just sneak up on people,”

“I was sitting right here,”

“Right,” “Did you need something Chlo?”

“Yeah, I need a refill,” She held out her soda cup to you, which you leaned over the bar to fill up.

“Who’s that guy with Ash?” She pointed at Rafael and Ash’s table.

“He’s her…'Tio,” You lied.

“I thought it was just her and her abuela,”

“He’s a….long lost Tio,”

“Oh, why’d he give you his number?”

“Who gave Y/N his number?” Your fifteen year old brother Beto came up behind Chloe.

“Now what do you need?”

“Mas chips,” he held out the empty chip basket. You sighed and handed it Marisol to fill up from the kitchen.

“Now who gave you his number?”

“Ash’s Tio,” Chloe informed him, pointing at Rafael.

“Ash doesn’t have any family, they were all ki--” he started, but you made a slicing hand motion across your neck.

“...Kicked out of America,”

“Like mami and papi?”

“...Yeah, sure. But Ash doesn’t have anybody else,”

“Yes, she does. And he’s her--” you started to tell Chloe, but she was gone. Your eyes darted to Raf and Ash’s table, where Chloe had run off to.

“Are you Ash’s tio?” You could hear her ask, as you practically leapt over the bar and ran over to the table.

“I am so sorry, she’s…” You clamped a hand over Chloe’s mouth.

“Nosy,” Ash finished for you. She stuck her tongue out at Chloe, who did the same back. Sometimes you didn’t know who was older.

“It’s fine,” Rafael smiled, then held out his hand to Chloe. “I’m Rafael,”

“Chloe,” She took his hand very regally. “Very nice to meet you,” she said in a very proper accent.

“So why did you give my sister your number?” Beto once again came trailing up behind the group.

“Are you kidding me-- BETO,” You turned around and smacked him. “Don’t you have chips to refill? And homework to do?”

“Well if a guy papi’s age is hitting on my sister, I’d like to know about it,” he glared at Rafael, who smirked in amusement back.

“That’s it,” You took them both by their shirts and escorted them away, back to their table.

“Yasmine,” You hit your twelve year old sister, who was listening to her iPod. She took out her ear pods when you hit her.

“What?” She exclaimed angrily.

“You just let them run around, bothering customers?!” You gestured to the two of them.

“Beto’s fifteen, and he can watch Chloe. I have a science quiz tomorrow, I’m trying to study! Or do you WANT me to fail Bio? I’m sure that’ll look really awesome on the progress report that gets sent to Child Services!” She scoffed.

“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes then looked at your brother and sister.

“Look-- Rafael is a nice man, who offered to help mami and papi, okay? NOBODY is hitting on anybody, it’s just a business thing. Okay?”

“He’s going to help mami and papi?!” Chloe’s eyes lit up. You probably shouldn’t have made that kind of promise, seeing as you didn’t even know if he could help you.

“Try, Chlo,” you shushed her. “Try. I don’t know if he can,”

“Yeah well, that better be all he’s doing,” Beto narrowed his eyes at their table. “I saw the way he was looking at you,”

“Beto! Jesus…” You grabbed the full chip basket off the bar and shoved it in his hands, gesturing for them both to get back in the booth.

“Now you three finish up and go upstairs, shower, and you two help Chloe to bed,” You instructed the three of them.

“And NOBODY bother Mr. Rafael again, si?” you eyed them.

“Alright fine,” Beto grabbed a chip and went back to his homework.

“I wasn’t bothering him-- but fine,” Chloe sipped her soda.

“Great,” you sighed, turning back and heading to the kitchen to grab Rafael and Ash’s food.

This was gonna be a long night.

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You walked back across the restaurant and saw Marisol handing them their food.

“Um, Mari-- I got it,” You came up behind her.

“Oh! Hey, Y/N,” She grinned. “You know, I was just thinking, maybe you sit here and chat with Rafael. I can cover the tables,”

“....And why, would I do that?”

“Because I asked her to,” Rafael poked his head around her. You glanced at Mari, who gave you a suggestive look.

“I...Um...Yeah, okay,” You shook your head and took your apron off, sitting next to Ash in the booth across from Rafael.

“I’ll be right back, margarita for the lady?” She winked.

“Use the cheap tequila, Mari!” you called after her. “It’s easier to mark off!”

“Oh I’ll pay for it,” Rafael assured you.

“What? No, that’s-- no no no, that’s fine,” You waved your hands in dismissal. You hated being a charity case.

“Oh God do I have to sit here and be a third wheel on your date,” Ash groaned.

“It’s not a date!” You blushed. “It’s an...interview,”

“An interview?”

“Well yeah, don’t you interview people you want to hire? I assume you do that with lawyers, right?”

“Oh! Yeah, sure sure,” He nodded, sipping his scotch. “Works both ways,” he winked.

“Lord Jesus kill me now,” Ash faked a gagging noise.

“If I give you the weekend off will you shut up for the rest of the meal?” You offered.

“You won’t even know I’m here,” She smiled, popping ear buds in her ears and pulling up Netflix on her phone.

“Excellent negotiating skills,” Rafael smiled. “I might have a formidable client,”

“I try,” you smiled back.

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The rest of the night went by so fast, you couldn’t believe it.

You and Rafael talked about literally everything. You told him about how you had moved into the city to pursue acting, but when your parents were deported you came back home to take care of your siblings. He told you about growing up in the Barrio, how hard he worked to pull himself up and out of it. You admired that so much, especially because it’s exactly what you were trying to do. You talked about likes, and dislikes. Favorite things, pet peeves, everything under the sun. Before you knew it, the restaurant was empty and Marisol was locking the doors.

“Oh my god,” You noticed her. “Oh my GOD, what time is it?!” You glanced at your phone.

“Oh Jesus, it’s 11:30,” Rafael noticed his watch.

“I am so sorry, Ash--” you turned next to you to see Ash asleep against the wall.

“Wow,” You half laughed. “She’s so sweet when she’s sleeping,”

“And only then,” Raf added with a laugh himself.

“Whenever you’re ready, Mr. Barba,” Marisol finally dropped off the check.

“Rafael, please Marisol,” He told her as he handed him his credit card.

“I am so sorry, I must have talked your ear off,” You apologized, nudging Ash to wake up. She slowly opened her eyes and stretched, then looked at her phone with wide eyes.

“Holy SHIT, Rafa!” She jumped up. “Abuela is gonna think the Diablo’s came for me!”

“I texted her, she knows you’re with me,” He assured her.

“Right...did you also tell her you were trying to sleep with my boss?” She raised an eyebrow.

“ASH-- Door, now.” He pointed to the front door. She rolled her eyes but went and waited outside.

“I really am sorry,” You nervously apologized again.

“Don’t be, I haven’t had someone to talk to like that in a very, very long time. It was nice,” He took your hand.

“Yeah, it was,” You could feel yourself blushing.

“Okay Rafael, there you go. And thank you for stopping in,” Mari handed him his check back.

“Thanks Mari,” He scribbled a tip and signed it, nodding to the both of you.

“Holy shit,” Mari whispered, handing you the check. Your eyes grew three sizes, you practically sprinted after Rafael.

“Wait!” You caught him as he walked halfway out the door.

“What’s up?” He turned back towards you.

“I’m, I’m sorry-- I think you might have accidentally written an extra zero, I didn’t want you to be shocked tomorrow,” You sheepishly smiled, handing him the check back. In the tip area it read “$1000”.

“Oh um...no, that’s right,” He muttered.

“...Excuse me?”

“I just, I wanted to help you out,” He gave you a soft smile.

“So...So that’s what this was,” Your voice softened.

“What?”

“This whole night,” your voice became angrier. “This whole time, you were being nice to me because you felt sorry for me?!”

“What? No! I--”

“Well thank you, Mr. Barba. But I am nobody’s charity case,” You took the check and ripped it up, tossing the confetti on the ground.

“Y/N come on, that’s not what I was--” He started to explain, but you wouldn’t hear any of it.

“Ash I’ll see you Monday,” You called to her, then shut the door and locked it, leaving Rafael standing outside, dumbfounded.

“What the hell was that?” Marisol walked towards you from the kitchen.

“The NERVE of that--” you pulled out his card from your apron and ripped it up angrily.

“What the hell did you do?” She gestured outside.

“What did I do?! Mari he just tried to give me a thousand dollars! To be ‘nice’!” You almost screamed.

“So? That is pretty damn nice!”

“I’m not a charity case!” You did your best to calm down, trying not to wake the kids. But your blood was boiling.

“Y/N look around,” Marisol gestured around the restaurant. “You are the DEFINITION of a charity case,”

“Oh screw you,” you rolled your eyes and started walking towards the back to count your

“I’m serious!” She followed you.

“You’re drowning, and you know it. You have zero idea how to run this place, let alone take care of your brother and sisters,” She gestured upstairs.

“My parents opened and kept this place running for 25 years, with nobody’s charity,” you mumbled angrily.

“Yeah and they started with just the two of them, not three extra mouths to feed,” She stopped you from counting and made you look at her.

“What are you gonna do when Child Services shows up and they see the shape this place is in? They’ll take them, and then you’ll really have no one.” She pushed a finger on your chest.

“This perfectly nice, amazingly attractive guy shows up and offers not only to help you get your parents back but graciously gives you some extra money? And you yelled at him?!”

“You yelled at Rafael?!” Chloe’s voice came from the stairs.

“Oh my god, Chloe!” You turned to see her sitting on the bottom stair. “You are supposed to be in bed!”

“I couldn’t sleep, you weren’t upstairs,” She shrugged. “Why did you yell at Rafael?! Now he’ll never help mami and papi!”

“Chlo, come on he--”

“No! He wanted to help, and you yelled at him. Now he’ll never come back, and we’ll never see mami and papi again! I hate you!” She stomped back up the stairs in tears.

“...Great,” You sighed, looking at Marisol who had a look. “What?”

“I’m just saying--”

“And I’M just saying, I thought he really liked me, okay?” You had tears in your own eyes.

“How do you know he didn’t?!”

“He tried to give me A THOUSAND DOLLARS, Marisol! For a $50 dollar meal. He must think I’m pathetic! He probably sat there all night just…” You trailed off, imagining all the bad things he could’ve been thinking.

“Babe, I don’t think he would’ve talked to you all night if he thought you were pathetic,” She raised an eyebrow.

“....Whatever, I have to take care of Chloe-- can you finish down here?”

“Yeah. I’ll lock up, night babe,”

It took you a while, but you finally got Chloe back to bed. Then you went into your own room and laid down, now beating yourself up.

What if he did like you? What if he was just being nice? You weren’t used to people just being nice. Was that even a thing? There was nothing you could do now, you ripped up his card.

How were you going to fix it??

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greycappedjester · 3 years

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I am sooooooo close to finishing this chapter; but currently don’t trust my sleep deprived brain. Expect next chapter of Triwizard Tournament tomorrow; but, because I feel bad about being late again, here’s a scene:

Oh, also, it’s looking like it’s going to be about 3-4 thousand words over my expected chapter length--so, at least it’s a long chapter to make up for the wait!

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(Please excuse any typos for now, like I said sleep deprived so putting it trough the full editing tomorrow)

“Something’s wrong.”

Daichi looked at the rest of them seriously. “You know there is. There’s no point avoiding it or denying it anymore. You all know it. Something is seriously dangerous about Flumpy.”

The rest of the group nodded, looking various levels of resigned to panicked.

“There is absolutely no way that Noya and Tanaka would be interested in a flobberlump for this long unless he’s trying to kill us,” Daichi finished.

This was also just a fact so the group nodded.

“He’s….I think Flumpy’s stalking me,” Asahi whispered hysterically. “He was biting my fingers that one time and--some creatures stalk their prey, you know? It’s fun for them. They hunt them down and then they….they….”

Asahi swallowed audibly.

Daichi sighed. “Well, we can’t really disprove that. At the very least, it’s a possibility.”

Asahi whimpered.

“Oh, for Merlin--he does not want to eat you,” Ennoshita said.

“Exactly,” Tsukishima agreed readily. “Out of all of us, why would he want to eat you?”

“Tsuki, that’s rude.” Yamaguchi elbowed him.

“A lot of creatures want to eat werewolves,” Asahi hissed, tugging at his sleeves with wide eyes.

“Not as many as the ones that want to eat ordinary humans,” Ennoshita said in exasperation as the sole voice of reason.

Yamaguchi sucked in a breath. “Flumpy wants to eat all of us!”

“See, that’s much more likely,” Ennoshita agreed. The “voice of reason” died ignobly.

Asahi nodded. “Merlin, that’s probably why! That’s why Noya and Tanaka love him! He wants to eat people!”

“That….,” Tsukishima suddenly frowned heavily, “does sound like something they’d do.”

The entire group fell silent.

Nao ambled up to them, broom in hand and gave them a weird look. “Hey, why are you even at the Quidditch field if you aren’t going to play?”

“This is a very serious discussion, Nao,” Ennoshita said dryly. “You don’t want to be dragged into it.”

Nao rolled his eyes. “Fine, but did you guys at least bring Flumpy?”

Ennoshita’s head shot up. “Why!?”

Nao shrugged with all the ease of a twelve year old boy. “Because he’s weird and gross looking and Akane didn’t believe me, so I wanted to shove him in her face to see if she’d barf.”

“Stay away from Flumpy,” Ennoshita ordered, holding a hand to stall Nao’s forthcoming protest. “I’m serious, Nao, don’t go around him. If he’s there, run! Flumpy’s dangerous!”

Nao blinked slowly. And, then, he stared again.

“Um….Chikara…..we’re still talking about Flumpy, right?” Nao emphasized the words. “The flobberlump? That Flumpy?”

Ennoshita nodded adamantly. “Yes, that Flumpy. Stay away, Nao.”

Nao looked at his cousin like he’d lost his mind.

“We didn’t see it at first either.” Daichi stepped in. “It’s hard because Flumpy’s not like their usual creatures. He doesn’t look dangerous. At first. But, some creatures are like that. They appear harmless until it’s their time to strike.” He gestured at his friends. “But, I think we’ve all noticed there’s something different about Flumpy, right?”

They nodded.

“Noya and Tanaka have never been successfully distracted this long and this thoroughly,” Ennoshita finished to Nao. “Not unless something’s trying to kill us.”

Nao opened his mouth, tired to speak, gave up, and finally started again.

“Don’t you think you guys are being a bit paranoid?”

“That’s what Suga said, too,” Daichi shook his head. “You just haven’t been around them enough. You're not prepared yet--no one can be. You’ll just have to trust us for now.”

Nao still looked very uncertain.

Ennoshita leaned forward, grabbing Nao’s shoulder. “You see, Nao, let me tell you a little story called ‘The Boy Who Decided Never to Worry’.”

Nao hiked an eyebrow up as Ennoshita cleared his throat.

“Once upon a time,” he began, “there was a boy who worried all the time. Every day and every night, big things and small things, just worry, worry, worry…..until one day, the boy decided that enough was enough so the boy decided he would never worry about anything ever again.” Ennoshita smiled, spreading out his hands. “And, you know what the boy was pretty happy about that and, eventually, he started thinking that maybe there was nothing to worry about after all.”

“What happened next,” Nao asked, curious despite himself.

“Then, the boy died horribly,” Ennoshita answered bluntly, “because he was friends with Noya and Tanaka and, therefore, couldn’t have nice things.”

Nao stared.

“You’re the worst cousin ever,” he accused.

“I’m a genius ahead of my time.” Ennoshita sniffed, pointing up his nose.

“He’s got a point, though,” Daichi said. “Third year, I thought I was being too paranoid and they’re really wasn’t anything going on. And, then, I found out they smuggled in a dragon and were raising her in the dorm.”

Nao perked up. “But, that was the cool part!”

“Only, after,” Yamaguchi complained.

“The point is stay safe, stay away from Flumpy,” Ennoshita said. “And, most of all, I’m right about everything so you should listen to me always. Got it?”

Nao huffed. “Fine, whatever, I’m going to go play Quidditch, then. You guys are so weird!”

They watched him leave.

Ennoshita shook his head. “He doesn’t even know how luck he is to be that innocent.”

“So, what are we going to do now that we know,” Yamaguchi asked.

“The only thing we can do,” Daichi said. “We get proof. If we try to confront Noya and Tanaka with nothing, they’ll just brush it off again. No, we need a list. Concrete, indisputable evidence so they’ll finally admit that something's really, really off about Flumpy and we’ll know how to plan for what comes next.”

Tsukishima didn’t like the sound of that. “But, how do we get more proof?”

Daichi sighed.

“No,” Asahi’s eyes widened in terror, “oh, no!”

“We’ll need to volunteer to watch Flumpy more,” Daichi said. “It’s the only way.”

The entire group groaned.

“We can still split it up among all of us,” Daichi continued. “There’s five of us so if we each take a week take and go together for the weekends. This weekend’s the Second Task so it should be easy; but, then, the weekend after we can--”

“Crap, I can’t that weekend,” Ennoshita interrupted. “It’s Hogsmeade weekend; I’m taking Amanai to Honeydukes.”

“When did that happen,” Tsukishima asked.

Ennoshita just grinned, looking smug.

“Um,” Yamaguchi spoke up, “I actually can’t that weekend either. I’ve also got a date.”

The rest of them looked at him.

Yamaguchi blushed a bit, smiling while shrugging. “Me and Runa had a lot of fun at the Yule Ball so I asked if maybe she wanted to and she said yes so…,” he grinned, “I don’t know, we figured it would be fun.”

Tsukishima looked up.

“That’s good. For both of you,” Daichi told them. “Okay, that’s fine--we can still work it out that weekend with just the three of us. We can handle this.”

A parchment was pulled out, a schedule quickly being drawn up around them until eventually a plan was formed.

Tsukishima hardly said a word. Staying quiet even for him, as the rest of them slowly started heading off--to study, to their evening classes, to their new girlfriends, apparently.

Tsukishima didn’t bother until it was just him, sitting by himself at the side of the Quidditch field and watching everyone else play like there was something about this that mattered.

Something about it made Tsukishima feel unbelievably frustrated. And, under that was the weirdest sensation that he’d been hollowed out.

….and he didn’t know why.

He didn’t know what had been there to start with.

#hq at hogwarts #my writing

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Secret Love Song - Spencer Reid x Reader (Part 1)

A/N: Hi everyone!!!!! ♥ this is my first little imagine/fanfic of Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader. I’m not sooooooo good writing in english, but here it goes? hahahahahahaha

I’ll should be posting the second part maybe later in the day or perhaps tomorrow ♥ Hope you like it!!!!!!!

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

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Five women were murdered on the eve of Valentine's Day.

Spencer is afraid you could be the next victim, but knows that the only person who can stop the killer is you.

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-I wish that it could be like that, why can't we be like that? 'Cause I'm yours… Why can't we be like that? Wish we could be like that… -

"Thank you very much Agent Hotchner" she said shaking his hand "it is an honor to work with you and your team" "The pleasure is ours" she said smiling "I will introduce you to the team ..."

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Three years had passed since that presentation. Three years in which her life had been directed to what she always wanted: to work at BAU. From that moment, her world took a 180 ° turn. She met her best friends, always up for a girls' night out at karaoke and, although she didn't like it very much, clubs.

(Y / N) was always a quiet girl, she loved reading all kinds of books, cooking, writing, listening to lyrical music, something that anyone would consider strange for a 24 year old girl ... but for someone in particular it was not ... Spencer Reid At first he did not want or, rather, he did not believe in love at first sight, he supposed that it was totally ridiculous for a person to fall in love with someone he had just met, until he saw her.

“I want to introduce you to our new partner, agent (Y / L / N) (Y / N)” said Hotch at the foot of the stairs with her next to him “they are agents David Rossi, Penelope García, Derek Morgan, Emily Pretniss , Jennifer Jareau and Spencer Reid "

" Nice to meet you all " she said smiling

" The pleasure is our little one "said Rossi shaking hands

" It will be incredible to work with you, I can assure you "Derek said smiling

" I need you to tell me one thing ... "

"Tell me ..." looking at Penelope who had a serious face

"When is your birthday?" smiling "I swear I will have an incredible party with lots of decorations and balloons and a giant chocolate fountain and ..." "January 31st" she said laughing "I'm not much of going out to celebrate, but I think I will do it with all of you"

From that day on he knew she was the perfect girl for him but ... he was scared. Fear of losing out, getting hurt, being rejected. And she felt the same ... after her last relationship she had given up on love, she no longer believed in him ...

"We have a case," Hotch said from the stairs. "Conference room, Garcia in a few minutes will give us the details." (Y / N) grabbed his pencil and pad and went to where Hotch indicated. Once in there, Penelope began to give them the details of the new case.

"My loves, this case happened just a few blocks away and it is… a strange thing… considering the circumstances in which these five murders took place." Garcia said showing one by one the photos of five murdered girls, "Bonnie Stewart, Daisy Jonas, Jessy Edwards, Margot Pinnock and Willow Phoenix, were found murdered with multiple stab wounds in the abdomen and chest with only one week of each other"

"Where did you find them?" Rossi said

"That's where I'm going" replied his partner "each of them was found a block from the karaoke bars they went to with their friends."

"They are all similar" Spencer said looking at everyone "short hair, brown eyes, height doesn't seem to matter."

“Our aforementioned doesn't know how to interact with people of the opposite sex, he tries to flirt with them, it doesn't go his way and once he finds them alone he subdues them, he needs to be in control. He has the profile of a narcissist in my opinion "

"Could be," Derek said.

"We already have something, at least," said Hotch as he separated them into groups.

(Y / N) and Derek went to speak to the Phoenix and Jonas families who, as you can imagine, were heartbroken over the loss of their daughters. They still couldn't understand how it could have happened. They told them that they had gone with their friends to spend the night and make plans for Valentine's Day * Great… I had forgotten that this date was coming soon… * she thought

"When will you tell him?" Derek asked him keeping his eyes on the road a few blocks from the offices “tomorrow is Valentine's Day”

“I don't know…” she simply replied “he told me that he was seeing someone else, a friend that he liked for years and that he never knows. could get out of his head "

After a few hours of discussion and exposing the clues they found, they concluded that the person they were looking for was a man in his thirties, with short brown hair, a normal build and a history of violence towards the opposite sex.

"Do we have a name?" asked Hotch who was arriving with Rossi

"Yes, and I'm afraid he's someone known to one of us" JJ said with a worried expression in his eyes. Emily, who was sitting next to (Y / N), did not have the right words to say it "It's ..."

"My ex-boyfriend ... Cam Greyson" (Y / N) replied with sadness and bitterness

"So ... I was right" Rossi said, everyone was looking at him confused.

"Look at the photos, who of us do those girls look like?"

"(Y / N)" Penelope couldn't believe it

Spencer entered the room praying that what he had heard had not been true, especially knowing where that bastard was going to attack again. For a few minutes the entire room was silent, no one dared to speak, not even him.

Seeing the person she loved like this, destroyed, upset, afraid of being next, was the worst thing that could have happened in her life.

"Garcia. Reid. " Hotch said snapping him out of his thoughts "Did you find the next place Cam is going to attack?"

"Yeah ... at the Night Owl bar, five blocks from here" Reid said

"That's the bar we always do our girls' night at. !!!!! " JJ commented with more concern in his voice than anything else "We have to talk to Joey, he sure is going to know something"

"We did it a few minutes ago, we already warned him" Spencer said trying to sound understandable

"I heard that he’s doing something there tomorrow" said Rossi looking at his companions "several people signed up to do a little karaoke show to celebrate "

" I need to take a breath "(Y / N) got up leaving everyone speechless; Spencer went after her but…

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Spencer POV's

"Pen ... could you give me some advice" I said as I entered her batcave with her, as we all call it; I was nervous because it was weird for her to ask for this kind of advice, but she was one of my best friends, so it was worth a try.

"Sure honey, what's wrong?"

"N ... I don't know how to say it, but ...

"Are you going to tell her? " that question took me by surprise

"H ... how ...?"

"We all know that little one, we know you like (Y / N)" typing as fast as possible on his computer to find the next place our unsub was about to attack " I found it!" We spoke to the owner of the place, one Joey Batey, he had known the girls for a few years as they would always spend their girls nights there. The place was set in those British bars that (Y / N) always liked and… wait…

“Spence, the only advice I can give you is to tell her, it could be too late if you wait” ¿Too late?

“What do you mean?”

“Our unsub… is him…” showing me a photo of him…

My blood boiled as I remembered everything that ... that idiot had done to him. He mistreated her, cheated on her for a year, 55 days, 2 hours and 48 seconds, he tried to make her life hell! I remember that when she decided to end the relationship I was by her side no matter what was going to happen, I consoled her, there were whole days in which she spent crying until she fell asleep in my apartment, she did not feel safe in hers since that bastard had the keys ...

"Come on, we have to let them know" I said, running out of there,

"She knows, Spence!" looking towards where they were all gathered; Seeing her in that state left me paralyzed. I love her ... I love everything about her ... her love for books, coffee, her smile, her voice, when she helps me get out of awkward situations, the way she laughs when we're together watching movies, her ...

"Garcia. Reid. " Our boss said, taking me out of my mind. "Did you find the next place that Cam is going to attack?"

"Yes ... at the Night Owl bar, five blocks from here"

"That's the bar we always do our girls' night at! !!!! " JJ commented with more concern in his voice than anything else "We have to talk to Joey, he sure is going to know something"

"We did it a few minutes ago, we already warned him" I said quickly but at the same time not wanting to run over me with my own words

"I heard that he’s doing something there tomorrow, several people signed up to do a little karaoke show to celebrate"

"I need to get some air " I went behind her as soon as she crossed the door with Penelope, but someone stopped me

"Leave her ... she needs some space, pretty boy" Derek was behind me "this is a bucket of cold water for both us and her"

"I don't want her to suffer again ..." without looking at him

"Will you tell her?" again? Am I really THAT OBVIOUS? "Tomorrow is ..."

"I know, it's Valentine's ..." staring at him "there are very small chances that she feels the same as me, 10 to 30% that it will be a success, which I am ..."

" Spencer, she loves you! It shows in the way she looks at you, in which she talks to you, everything in her indicates that she is 100% "

" Guys, come on, we need to discuss the plan, then we will comment on it to (Y / N) "said JJ from the conference room "I don't know if you will like this, but it is the only way to catch it"

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"NO! NO WAY!" as she walked across the room; they want her to be the one ... "Reid, she's the only one who can stop him, there's no other way!"

"David, that man did many things to her, including threatening her with death in front of us !!!!!"

"This is up to her" Emily said covering her face

"None of us sing very well what we say" said JJ on the verge of a fit of anger "(Y / N) has an incredible voice !! Even Joey said he has everything he needs for the show available! "

"I will do it."

*No, please no…*

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(Y / N) POV's

* Please no ... not again ... *

I felt that panic was consuming me little by little since they named it. My mind kept repeating over and over again the events of that past relationship: the mistreatment, the yelling, the fights, the ... hitting ...

“I need to get some air” and I got out of there as fast as I could, went down the stairs and went to the little kitchen where we always met to rest when we finished the paperwork

“Are you okay sweetie?”

“No, Pen… not really "Shedding some tears" just thinking that those girls are dead because a son of a bitch is obsessed with me makes me sick to my stomach "

" Come here "hugging me" it's not your fault! We're going to catch that bastard and everything will go back to how it was before, I promise you ”

“ I know we'll catch him, but how? ”

“ Don't worry about that, the others are coming up with the strategy to use ”

“ Yes… "

Before he could answer me, we heard screams from the living room. We both looked at each other and went there without making any noise and listened carefully to what everyone was saying.

“None of us sing very well, let’s say. (Y / N) has an amazing voice !! Even Joey said he has everything he needs for the show available! " yelled JJ; I looked at Penelope just as surprised as she was, we understood what our friend was referring to ... go to that show and catch him ...

"I will" I said from the door "when do we start?"

3rd person POV's

After they got the strategy and capture right, (Y / N), Emily and JJ went to spend the night at Penelope's house and prepare for the next day. It was going to be a very complicated day in that they wanted to ditch their friend as a diva to blow away a little stubborn named Spencer Reid.

"If Spencer does not come tomorrow I swear that I will make his life hell" said JJ leaving the room ready to sleep with a white T-shirt and long light blue pants "seriously, we will all be present to arrest him and nothing happens ”

“ I agree ”said Emily grabbing a few blankets for four o'clock; even though spring was approaching, the cold was still present in the city "I don't understand why it's like this"

"It's obvious !!!!" Penelope yelled, scaring everyone

“Oh come on! I know Spence doesn't like me "

" His eyes say otherwise, beauty "while Pen put a hand on her shoulder" Let's go to sleep "suggested JJ looking at the face of (Y / N)" tomorrow will be a long day and we have to prepare all of us "

* Time lapsus *

“Well then this is the plan” Joey said once they were about to do a little rehearsal “you will have to sing two songs, one fast and one slow.”

“Yeah, which ones? I don't even know where… ”pensive

“ (Y / N / N), do you remember that song you told me you wrote a few months ago? When we came back from the Rivera case in California ”said Emily

“ Yes… I remember her ”

“ You wrote a song and you never told us ?! ” screaming almost indignantly JJ

“Yes” this time laughing a little “it started with a few small notes on the piano and ended up being one that I never dared to sing in public, less in front of Spencer”

“We have a keyboard, you can play a little if you want and we'll tell you if it's perfect for the occasion ”while Joey guided her to the piano

“ I can't, it's… ”

“ Come on (Y / N / N), you don't have to sing it now, it's just the melody!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8Hkgp6zSGI) (from 0:00 to 1:45)

He began to play. His hands flowed delicately over the keyboards of the beautiful keyboard, JJ and Penelope couldn't believe it. Emily knew about this song, when they came back from California she had seen her write something in a notebook while the rest of the team was resting.

Emily was next to (Y / N), waking up a little from that hour and a half of sleep, she watched her carefully while she wrote in a white colored notebook with white letters that said songs.

“I wish that we could be like that? What do you write?" she said, pulling her out of her thoughts

"N ... nothing ... is ..." closing her notebook

"A song?"

"Yes ..." as she opened it again "I always carry it with me, it's like a diary full of thoughts and phrases in which I write everything that happens to me "

" It's something very nice "smiling" name? "

" Um ... I decided to call it... "

In the midst of that memory, he did not realize that he began to sing a part of the chorus ...

“Why can't I hold you in the street? Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor? I wish that it could be like that, why can't it be like that? 'Cause I'm yours "

she stopped playing surprised, she had been carried away by her feelings, again ...

"Ok ... that's a resounding yes" JJ surprised by that chorus "we already have one"

"Spencer will have to come because I swear that ..." Pen said

"Please don't mention it" she said with a bit of sadness "let's move on to the next one"

#Criminal minds #Spencer Reid #Spencer Reid x Reader #Spencer Reid x Y/N #Derek Morgan #Jennifer Jareau #Emily Prentiss #Aaron Hotchner #Penelope García #imagine #mini fanfic #secret love song #little mix

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brideofedoras · 3 years

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Soulbound: Chapter Nine

I am sooooooo sorry for not updating this sooner. Apparently this chapter has been ready to post for months, but I didn’t like how short it was (despite the natural break at the end). It took a sign-- a post right here on Tumblr-- to show me that it was okay to go ahead and post Chapter Nine.

I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: the usual

Word count: 1800+

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Just a bit of angst, a bit of fluff, and Emily being on the receiving end of John’s full-blown smile.

Chapter 8

“John, let her go,” Sandra’s voice stopped him when he reached the door.

“Sandra, she needs--” Kennex turned to give her an exasperated look.

“She needs breathing room right now,” the captain walked over to join him. “I was afraid it would be too much for her to handle.”

“Yeah,” he closed his eyes and dropped his chin to his chest. “We tried to warn her, but she insisted.”

“She’s stubborn like Sam,” Sandra shook her head with a sad smile. “She just needs time to process everything.”

“I think I understand that more than anyone in this room, Sandra,” he spouted off as he lifted his head. “She needs to know…” he trailed off when he remembered Rudy and Dorian were in the conference room. He turned to the door and continued in a lower tone, “She’s not alone.”

Emily’s eyes slid shut when she heard the door to the conference room open. She made no effort to move, to shut the door to the room she was in. There was no sense in hiding from Sandy, the captain could easily pull up surveillance to find her. She pulled her knees to her chest and buried her face in her arms, not ready to face anyone. Not yet.

She ignored the footsteps passing the room until the person immediately backtracked and stepped into the room with her. She held her breath as the door clicked shut and the person sank down beside her with a low groan.

“You’re not alone.”

Her head snapped up at the low, deep voice. Emily quickly reached up to swipe away the tears slipping down her cheeks. “Sure as hell feels like it,” she stuttered out, stunned that John was the one who came after her.

“I know,” John reached over to place his hand on her knee. “I think I know that better than anyone else in the conference room.” He fell silent for a moment, his thumb rubbing small circles on her knee. “I was having a hard time watching that video, too. Seeing Sam and Marty… I lost them, too, Emily. I know you’re hurting, I know you feel alone, but I have to carry that guilt with me for the rest of my life, the guilt of getting my best friend, my mentor, my entire team killed.”

“That ambush wasn’t your fault!” Emily turned to face him. She dashed another tear away. “You didn’t know!”

“No, I didn’t know. But I’m still responsible for their deaths,” the pain in his eyes tore at her heart. “They found out about the raid, they were ready for us.”

Emily’s brows furrowed. “Is there a mole in the department?”

“No. But someone was spying on us.” Guilt flashed in his eyes before he looked away. “Someone was spying on me and I was too blind to see it.”

“Do you know who?”

His jaw tightened. “Yeah,” his reply was gruff.

Emily felt her lungs tighten. “Do… do you think that person was behind the surveillance?”

That jaw muscle ticked some more. John sucked in a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “Maybe. Without any evidence to prove it, we can only guess who was behind the stalking and why they were stalking us.”

“All of you were a threat to inSyndicate,” Emily flinched when her chest rattled. “Even Rudy behind the scenes. But where do I fit in? I’m nobody important to them.”

“Where’s your inhaler?”

“I… got it…” She wheezed, straightening her legs so she could fish it out of her pocket. “Sorry…”

John shook his head. “Not your fault, Sweetheart.”

She squeezed her eyes shut against the pain gripping her chest.

The detective reached out to steady her hand when she trembled. “You okay?”

“I will be,” she rasped before administering the medication. She let her head fall back against the wall. “Answer… answer my question?”

John couldn’t help the small smile at her stubborn determination to get a straight answer. “You really are as stubborn as Sam.”

“H-have to be.”

“Stop talking and let the meds do their thing,” he gave her a mock glare. “I’ll answer your question.”

“Truthfully?” She turned her head to look at him.

He nodded. “To the best of my knowledge. It’s just speculation at the moment, Sandra suggested it earlier.” He bent his right leg and propped his forearm on his knee. “Anna.”

Emily’s brow furrowed. “Anna… your…?” Pain flared through her chest. The woman he’d loved.

“Yeah.” He sighed heavily. “I don’t believe it. I don’t want to believe it. It’s bad enough that entire relationship was a lie. She used me for intel. She spied on me, she had bugs planted in my apartment. She cost me my leg, my memory, seventeen months of my life... I remember she had a weird fascination with my soulmark, bordering on obsessive. I caught her trying to copy your handwriting once.” He scrubbed his hands over his face. “That was a red flag but I was too damned blind to realize it.” He dropped his hands, “Sandra told me that Anna likely put it all together and figured out who you were.”

“That doesn’t answer why inSyndicate would follow me… unless they think I could be used as leverage against you.” And that would not work in their favor.

She jumped when John’s hand curled around hers.

“They won’t get to you, Emily,” he promised. “I won’t let that happen.”

“If you’re doing this as some sort of obliga--”

“I am not making this promise out of obligation or guilt or even because it’s my job as a damned cop, Emily. I won’t let anything happen to you,” he caught her eye. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna sit with you until you’re ready to go back.”

She managed a shy smile. “I… I’d like that.”

“Fair warning, I’m terrible company, but I’m sure you already know that.”

She giggled.

John smiled. “You’re supposed to disagree.”

Her breath caught at that beautiful smile. The way his dimples flashed and his eyes crinkled… and it was aimed at her.

Reluctantly she looked away. “Think we should head back?” She managed to ask once she could think clearly. His smile really was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.

“Yeah,” any trace of humor was gone from his voice. “If you’re up to it.”

“We don’t have to watch the… the rest of the surveillance footage, do we?” She met his steady gaze once more.

John shook his head. “No, you don’t have to. I’ll table it for another time. If there’s anything I think you should see I’ll let you know.” He pushed to his feet with a groan. “Ready?” He held a hand out to her.

Emily smiled a shy thanks as she slipped her hand into his. She nearly stumbled into him when he pulled her up.

The detective steadied her with his free hand. “You good?”

She nodded. “I am,” she ducked her head. “I sometimes get a little light-headed if I’ve had an asthma attack.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

She shrugged. “It’s not pleasant, but I’ll take the dizziness to blacking out. I’m okay, I promise,” she mustered a smile for him.

John’s worried frown softened slightly. “All right,” he dropped his hands and gestured toward the door.

He fell into step beside her as they headed back to the conference room. “You heading back to the lab after we’re done here?”

She shook her head. “No, I’m going to head home. I need to grab those notebooks for you, if you still need them.”

“Yeah,” John reached for the door. “After you.”

The muffled conversation inside the conference room abruptly stopped when John opened the door. “Don’t stop on our account.”

“I took the opportunity to scan and distribute Emily’s notes and lists,” Dorian spoke up as John held Emily’s chair for her. “Detective Stahl has already reached out to thank you and to let us know that we might need more assistance with visiting these establishments.”

“If I could be of any additional help with this, I can go to a few of the shops,” Emily ducked her head as she sat down to hide the hot blush staining her cheeks. “I mean… I do know what the material looks and feels like,” she added with a shudder.

“Emily, I’m not sure that’s a--”

“If you go, you’re going with one of us,” John interrupted Sandra. “Either me or Valerie. You sure as hell ain’t goin’ with Richard.” He twisted his chair to face the captain. “Emily has a point, Sandra. We could use all the extra help we can get, especially from these two.”

Rudy’s eyes widened slightly. “You do mean me, correct?”

Kennex suppressed a groan. “Yeah, Rudy. This is not going to be an undercover op, just a straight-forward investigation,” he pinned the technician with a warning look. “No getting side-tracked. We’ll hit the streets tomorrow after roll call, after a quick debrief with the rest of the team to get them up to speed.”

“Roll call is at eight, runs about thirty minutes,” Sandra added. “You two are vital to this investigation and we could use your input at debrief.”

Emily paled. “Do I have to get up in front of everybody and speak?”

“No,” John gave her a sympathetic smile. “Just throw in your two cents as needed, and if Richard is an ass knock him down a peg or two. It won’t take much.”

She couldn’t stop the giggle fast enough.

“Kennex,” the captain’s voice was a mixture of amusement and warning. “We will need a little bit of the video footage to show during debrief,” she sobered as she looked around the room. “Just enough to give the team an idea of how serious this is.”

“I’d rather not see any more footage, but I’ll be better prepared for it tomorrow,” Emily frowned.

“I’ll put together some of the footage we’ve already watched,” Dorian assured her. “I can leave out any footage with you and your father--”

“No,” she cut him off. “It’ll have a bigger impact showing just how serious this is if you include footage of us. Someone invaded my privacy, Dorian. They followed us to the cemetery. They followed me on campus. To my doctor’s appointments. It hurt to relive those memories of my dad, but it pisses me off that someone spied on me, on us, and for what?” She slumped back in her chair. “I’ll know what to expect tomorrow, I’ll be prepared.”

John looked over at her. “You sure?”

“I don’t really have a choice here,” she shook her head as she met his concerned hazel eyes before turning her attention back to Dorian. “Give me a heads up on what you’ll show?”

The DRN nodded, “I will show you before John picks me up in the morning.”

“Okay,” she agreed.

#almost human #john kennex #john kennex x ofc #soulmates

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purplesurveys · 3 years

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survey by pinkchocolate

Have you ever watched any of those fashion vlogger videos where they go around cities and ask people about what they're wearing? Not into fashion/beauty vlogs in general, sooooooo nope.

Speaking of which, where did you get the clothes you are wearing today? My shirt I just got from my high school. No clue where the shorts came from.

What beverages do you have in your refrigerator right now? There’s several bottles of soju, a huge-ass bottle of gin my manager gave me just because, water, and I think also coconut water.

What products are you using on your hair these days? Shampoo and conditioner.

I see. Can you recommend a good hair product? Not really lol, I just use standard products.

Your most recent snack - was it something sweet or something savoury? It was savory.

How many cars does your household own? Two.

Do you prefer to read books in one sitting, or a few chapters at a time? Depends on how invested I am/how long the book is. I can definitely read books in one sitting, but there are some I’ll have to take breaks for. I don’t have a preference.

Where were you the last time 7PM came around? In the dining room, having dinner.

Are there many pizza places in your town/city? Which serves the best pizza? We have lots of pizza chains and you can always find one within a kilometer or two, but no independent pizza joints. But that said, I like Yellow Cab’s pizza the most.

When was the last time you went to a fast food restaurant? Which one? Reena, Hans, Angela, and I grabbed some meals at Taco Bell last Tuesday to have something to munch on before our trip to the BTS pop-up store - we went back since Reena hadn’t been able to join us the first time we went.

Do you have a favourite Elton John song? Nah. It’s a lyric in Permission To Dance but I don’t really listen to him lols

Have you recently heard any song that stirred a strong emotion inside you? Sure.

When was the last time you ate peanut butter? I had a very brief phase last month where I fixed myself a peanut butter sandwich every night before I turned in.

The last time you boiled water, what was it for? I made a cup of coffee last night.

If you have pets, are they ever mischievous? Kimi’s 13 so he hasn’t been mischevious in a while. That’s a position held by Cooper now.

Who did you last talk to on the phone? When did you last see them in person? My Lalamove rider. I had a package that arrived the other day and was informed by the shop to prepare cash on hand for the shipping fee...which I didn’t have. I was also in the middle of work so I couldn’t just go to the nearest ATM, so I had to call him up and ask if it would be possible to do cashless. He agreed, thank FUCK, so I just sent him the money through an e-wallet and gave a hefty tip as thanks since it had also been pouring like crazy that day. As for the second question, I only saw him that one time.

Which word processing software do you prefer to use? Google Docs, if I understand ‘word processing software’ correctly.

Do you own any hair straighteners? What brand? Not my own. I don’t like the look of my hair when it’s straightened, so I’ve never felt the need to get one of my own.

How old were your parents when they first met? They were 22.

When you were growing up what kind of music was in your parents' record collection? Mostly ballads.

I see. And do you think that influenced your musical taste at all? No. It’s quite different from theirs.

What did you have for lunch yesterday, if anything? I had brunch instead of lunch, but to answer the question I had kimchi rice with tocino and tomatoes, glazed ham, and bangus.

Do you enjoy watching home videos? I absolutely love them. I could spend hours watching home videos, regardless of who it’s of.

Has anyone you know become engaged recently? Someone from work but I don’t talk to her.

The last time you felt genuinely happy, what was the reason? Yesterday!!! I had a blast at my Korean language class and right after, Taehyung held a VLive with a Namjoon cameo, which I super fucking enjoyed. Then in the evening the boys were interviewed on Korean news and that was followed by Jimin posting a tweet and a couple of selfies at like 11 PM. I loved yesterday.

Do you own many hats? What does your favourite one look like? I just have one bucket hat but I really want to buy more + berets! The one I have is dark green and just has a simple Ivy Park design written on it.

What do you expect to be doing at this time tomorrow? Back at work.

#survey #surveys

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our-time-is-now · 4 years

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May 29-30, 2019: Beautifully cheesy

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Wednesday, 10:17 pm:

Matteo: *Hans and Linn had suggested Lasagna as a flatshare-dinner and have relatively quickly taken over the reins* *Mia and Matteo mostly sat at the kitchen table and tasted the wine that Hans had bought* *there has been a lot of laughter, a lot has been eaten and even more has been drank* *in between he thought that it's strange that the mix of 4 so different people somehow does fit together really well* *after dinner Hans got out some liquor that apparently is totally in at the moment and which unfortunately was also pretty tasty* *now, at almost half past 10 everyone is more or less sprawled out on the sofas in the living room* *Matteo is pretty drunk and really laughs about every stupid joke Hans is telling* *hears him say: "... and then I told him sorry, but you can't tell anyone that you're an artist, even I could draw that better"!* *Mia laughs and Matteo jolts* Shit! *he gets up but staggers so much that he has to sit back down* David! I have to get to David! *all three of them laugh and Hans shakes his head: "Sorry, sweetheart, but we won't let you into the Berlin night-traffic this drunk".* *Matteo shakes his head and tries to get up again* But I told him that I would come... to him... tonight... *Mia pulls him back gently but determinedly: "I'm sure he understands, just text him"!* *Matteo grumbles but takes out his phone* *types on it, grumbles, types some more and gets annoyed* Doesn't work... *Hans gets up and holds out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll do it"!* *it says a lot about Matteo's level of drunkenness that he really gives him the phone* *Hans deletes Matteo's jumble of letters and then types a message to David* WhatsApp Matteo/David: Matteo: Hello David, this is Hans, Matteo is so drunk that we would rather not let him leave tonight... *he stops when Matteo wildly waves his hands in front of his face* Tell him that I'm soooooo sorry! *everyone laughs and Hans continues typing* He says he's sooooooo sorry, but I think when he's sober tomorrow I'm sure he'll call you. :-) Good night, butterfly-boyfriend <3 *Hans sends the message and hands Matteo's phone back* And now we'll watch an episode of Ru Paul and then we'll all go to bed!

David: *has really spent his evening doing research on surgeons and mastectomy online and has written down three doctors that he wants to contact on Friday* *at some point didn't feel like researching anymore and instead has sketched a little to get his head free* *lost track of time and at some point flinches when his phone vibrates* *looks at the time and realizes that it's pretty late* *immediately thinks of Matteo and wonders when he'll be here while he opens the message and reads it* *hesitates for a moment but then answers* WhatsApp Matteo/David: David: Hello Hans, thanks for the information. I hope you had a nice evening. Good Night! *puts the phone aside and leans back* *thinks it's nice that Hans has told him and really thinks that it's more responsible for Matteo to spend the night at the flatshare instead of walking to him drunk, but is still a little sad that he won't see him tonight* *at the same time he thinks it's ridiculous and has to grin because for one, they have only said goodbye to each other 5 hours ago and they'd also see each other tomorrow anyways - he'll certainly manage one night without Matteo* *sketches some more and turns on music and around half past eleven he gets ready for bed* *when he lies in bed he realizes that apparently he has gotten so used to Matteo's clinginess and cuddling that he can't really make use of the space in his bed and the freedom of moving his arms freely* *tosses around a few times and tries to find a more comfortable position* *while he tosses he wonders whether Matteo's already asleep and takes his phone twice to text him, but then doesn't because if Matteo was really so drunk that he wasn't able to text him himself, then he either wouldn't be any less sober or would already be fast asleep sleeping it off* *misses him and feels weird because Matteo isn't that far away and it's only one night where they aren't together* *at some point does fall asleep, but it's restless and he dreams wild things and constantly wakes up because he thinks his phone vibrated or someone rang the doorbell* *every time it takes some time for him to fall back asleep*

Matteo: *thanks to the alcohol did fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow* *wakes up during the night and automatically feels around for David* *grumbles slightly when he touches nothing but the mattress* *pulls the second pillow closer, but that isn't a replacement either* *grabs his phone to check the time* *sees that it's 3:22 am and that he maybe shouldn't text David, after all* *briefly considers getting up and going over to David's* *shakes his head at himself* *wonders if he really is one of THOSE people who can't even spend one night without their boyfriend* *tries to fall back asleep but it's difficult* *only manages to fall asleep for a moment and wakes up two more times* *one time goes to get something to drink and one time goes to the bathroom* *tries to talk himself into thinking that he didn't wake up because he missed David* *shortly after 8 gives up trying to fall asleep and gets up to shuffle into the kitchen and make some coffee* *sends David a text knowing that it will reveal his dependence, but doesn't care right now* WhatsApp Matteo/David: Matteo: Okay, we tried the whole sleeping alone thing, I'd say we won't do that again... what do you think?

David: *wakes up again shortly after 8 because he had the feeling that his phone vibrated* *feels like he barely slept when he reads the message* *has to read it twice to understand it in his overtired state and has to smile automatically* *writes back* We tried, but I, for one, failed miserably. I miss you! When are you coming? *feels somehow calmer now that he has heard from Matteo but is still bone-tired* *has to laugh quietly because apparently it was the same for Matteo and he wonders what it says about him and their relationship but comes to the conclusion that they seem to be wired very similar*

Matteo: *immediately smiles when his phone beeps* *reads the message and smiles even wider* *answers* WhatsApp Matteo/David: Matteo: In one cup of coffee and one shower... so half an hour? ;) *thinks that all of his friends would probably make fun of him for being so addicted to David* *right now, doesn't care about that at all*

David: *feels the phone vibrate in his hand and only realizes then that his eyes have fallen closed again* *reads Matteo’s message and looks at the time* *writes back with a smile* WhatsApp Matteo/David: David: Hurry up! Maybe you’ll even manage in 28 minutes! *stretches and throws back the blanket* *thinks that he could go shower and make some coffee because if he stays in bed, he might fall asleep again and might not hear the doorbell, after all* *hopes that he’ll be able to have a little afternoon nap with Matteo* *so puts on some coffee, gets some clean but comfy clothes and goes to the bathroom to shower*

Matteo: *grins broadly when he reads the message and quickly answers* WhatsApp Matteo/David: Matteo: I’ll try my best! *pours himself some coffee and pours the rest in a thermos and puts it on the kitchen table* *puts a post-it on it that says “fresh coffee, I’m at David’s, enjoy :) M.”* *slurps his coffee, showers hastily and gets ready just as quickly* *throws some clean clothes in a bag because he brought back dirty laundry from David’s yesterday and then leaves* *manages to get there in 25 minutes and rings the doorbell*

David: *has finished showering and just taken his first sip of coffee when the doorbell rings* *checks the time and grins because it really took Matteo less than half an hour* *puts his mug down and shuffles to the door to buzz him in* *leans against the doorframe to wait for Matteo and smiles when he finally sees him coming up the stairs*

Matteo: *beams when he sees him and might go upstairs a little faster* *greets him even before he arrives upstairs* Hey… *kisses David when he arrives and wraps his arms around him* *drops his head on David’s shoulder* Missed you…

David: *returns Matteo’s greeting with a smile* Na? *starts to spread his arms a little even before Matteo is completely up the stairs, returns his kiss and then presses Matteo to him* *grumbles because he feels so good and has to smile into the hug at Matteo’s words* Me too… I’m so pitiful I couldn’t sleep half the night… *closes his eyes, breathes in the typical Matteo-smell and realizes again how tired he still is* *pulls Matteo into the apartment while still hugging him and releases the hug only a little once they are inside* I only had one sip of coffee, I really need more to not fall asleep again immediately… *grins slightly and asks* Kitchen or my room?

Matteo: *nods slightly* Likewise… *gets pulled into the apartment* *drops his bag on the floor and takes off his jacket while David closes the door* Then kitchen and coffee, otherwise we’ll fall asleep again… or no coffee, and we go have a nap?

David: *grins slightly at Matteo’s suggestion and longingly looks into the direction of the bed* *laughs quietly* Okay, you won. We’ll go back to bed… but I’ll put the thermos in my room for later… *pulls Matteo toward him again and kisses him* *murmurs into the kiss* I have catching-up to do… *lets go after all and quickly goes into the kitchen* *takes another sip from his mug, grabs another mug and the thermos and puts it on his nightstand before he drops down on the bed and reaches his arms out for Matteo* *is glad that he didn’t put on his binder in the first place to be more comfortable*

Matteo: *laughs with him and nods* Good… *kisses him back* Me, too… *grabs his bag and goes to David’s room and drops the bag on the floor* *kicks his shoes off and then crawls onto the bed and into David’s arms* *kisses him again before he lies down next to him and basically fully attaches himself to his side* *after some time quietly says* Do you think that we’re very pathetic for not being able to spend one night apart?

David: *quickly pulls the blanket over them before wrapping his arms around Matteo* *feels how he relaxes immediately, closes his eyes and simply enjoys having Matteo with him again* *has to grin slightly at his question and starts to run a hand through his hair* Hmmm… I felt pretty pathetic last night. But I feel better now that I know that you felt the same way… *runs his lips over Matteo’s forehead and kisses him slightly* *at some point quietly says* So we either have to do the whole sleeping apart thing more often to get used to it again… or we… simply are one of those awfully cheesy clingy couples that really aren’t able to spend one night apart…

Matteo: *hums slightly when David runs his hand through his hair and closes his eyes* *slightly nods in agreement at David’s words* *opens his eyes again and looks at him* *shakes his head* Sleep apart voluntarily? Noo! *has to think about Jonas asking if they’ll turn into one of those couples and has to laugh slightly* I’d say we are one of those awfully cheesy couples… *puts a hand on his cheek and kisses him slightly* Somehow I don’t really care what others think… as long as you are there…

David: *grins slightly when Matteo is so vehemently against sleeping apart* *nods in agreement and murmurs* I agree! *adds* … but we’ll scratch the “awful”! We are one of those incredibly beautifully cheesy couples… *gets kissed and then notices once again how his heart starts to beat a little faster out of love at Matteo’s words* *murmurs agreeingly* As long as we’re together! *briefly hugs him closer and both are quiet for a moment* *at some point quietly says* It hasn’t even been three weeks, but I feel like you’ve been there a lot longer… so… familiar and good and much and… *grinningly grumbles and hides his face in Matteo’s shoulder* Argh… I’m getting cheesy… maybe we really should sleep some more…

Matteo: *nods with a grin* Okay, beautifully cheesy… *wraps his arm around him* *hears his words and has to swallow slightly* *kisses his hair when he hides his face* I think so, too… and we just agreed that we are cheesy… *kisses him again and cuddles into him* … so we can enjoy that now… I think it feels wonderfully right… and I never had that… so… *shrugs one shoulder and then kisses David’s shoulder on which he lies* … okay, let’s sleep some more…

David: *nods slightly when Matteo says that it feels wonderfully right and murmurs quietly at his next sentence* Me neither… *smiles when Matteo agrees to sleeping some more, takes his face off his shoulder so that he can breathe better and pushes one of his legs between Matteo’s to be a little closer to him* *opens his eyes again for a moment to be able to look at him and smiles when he realizes how comfortable he feels having Matteo so close to him* *leans forward again to kiss his lips and murmurs* Sleep tight, Florenzi… *closes his eyes and falls asleep within minutes*

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#Druck #og druck #davenzi #matteo florenzi #david schreibner

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foggyhoundbiscuitskeleton · 3 years

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20 / 32

“Yes, we need to be in Dallas ASAP, I need to be well rested and looking good to meet my second mother.” I burst.

“Is that tomorrow?” Zoe asks.

“Yes!” I sing.

“God, I feel sorry for Taylor having to meet you!” Zoe grinned.

“Shut the fuck up, don’t ruin this for me you thot!” I yell.

“Zoe, don’t ruin it.” Billie said.

“I’m sorry, and I won’t it was just a joke, gees!” Zoe huffed.

“Anyway, someone order the pizza, so I can eat and go to bed I need to get some sleep so I will look good.” I rant.

“Why, you can just sleep on the bus all of tomorrow on our way.” Zoe questioned.

“No, I need pre sleep, so I can wake up and have a moment while jamming out to prepare myself, and then I’ll take a nap before getting ready.” I answer.

“Baby, I’m going to agree with Zoe, I plan to sleep on the bus.” Billie said.

“I can go to bed by myself, I have for 21 years so......” I sass.

Billie rolls her eyes before kissing me.

“You’re a pain you know that?” Billie asked.

“I’m your pain though, sooooooo..... deal with it.” I smirk.

Billie playfully shoves me and continues talking to Zoe, I grab my phone and decide that I should call my friend Violet, since I haven’t talk to her in weeks.

“Babe, I’m going to call my friend I’ll be back in a minute.” I said.

Billie nods and I walk back to the hallway to get some privacy. I call Violet and she picks up instantly.

“I’m going to kill you!”

“What, why?” I question.

“You’ve been gone for three weeks and haven’t called or even sent me a text, you’re a dick!”

“It’s a two-way street!” I shot back.

“Yeah, well I’ve sent you texts and I’ve called you multiple times, I’ve even snaped you.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, it’s been crazy, I don’t even know where to begin to explain it.” I confess.

“Maybe you should start with your jail time.”

“You saw that?” I ask.

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“Yes, it literally was on the news.”

“Ok, here it goes.” I sighed.

I spent an hour on the phone with Violet telling her all about my crazy three weeks, and how I’ve fallen in love with Billie. She listens only inputting when I ran out of breath from talking so fast.

“So, I think I explain it all.” I noted.

“Yeah, that definitely was a lot..... I still can’t believe my best friend is dating Billie Eilish, wow!”

“Yeah, I can’t either.” I blush.

“Well when you two get married I’m the maid of honor ok.”

“Ok, crazy!” I laughed

Just then Fineas walks around the corner. “Hey, the pizza is here, come and get it man.” I wave him off and mouth a thanks.

“Hey Vi, I have to go our foods here, but I’ll call you back soon.” I added.

“Yes, please do I need more of your crazy stories, I love and miss you!”

“I love and miss you too, and hopefully that will be all the crazy stories for now.” I giggle.

“Have fun with Taylor tomorrow, oh and ask her about the hit and run ok.”

“I’m not going to do that, but ok.” I sigh.

“Bye.”

I walk back and join Billie and the gang, they all were shoving pizza in their faces, while Fineas talks excitedly about recording Everything I Wanted and what the electric parts will sound like.

“Hey, so I think I’m just going to go to bed.” I yawn.

“You’re not going to eat.” Zoe asked.

“No, I’m exhausted plus I don’t want to be bloated for tomorrow.” I note.

“Oh yes, we wouldn’t want you to bloat.” Zoe sasses.

“Fuck you, I’m sorry I care about my looks, and you always look like trash.” I gloat.

“Well, I might be trash, but at least I’m not a virgin.” Zoes replies.

“Really, we had to go there, its ok baby go to bed I’ll be there in a little bit, and Zoe shut the fuck up!” Billie huffs.

“Aw, thank you!” I cue, as I walk over and kiss her, tasting the pizza on her lips. Zoe rolls her eyes as I walk past her.

22 / 32

“Night, everyone and the whore.” I say.

“Night, baby love you!” Billie adds.

“Night, wimp!” Zoe mutters.

“Aw, love you too Zoe.” I smirk.

I get back to my hotel room and put my pj’s on and brush my teeth. I lay down and fall asleep instantly, I dream that night about Billie, and Taylor, and all the craziness that is my life. I wake up at four to Billie packing all her bags, she looks like she never went to bed.

“Hey, did you not sleep?” I ask.

“No, Fineas and I started working on some songs and we got carried away, sorry.”

“It’s ok, are they about me?” I question.

“I don’t know I guess you’ll find out later, also you better get up and get pack we’re leaving in an hour.”

“Ughhhh fine, let me take a shower first to wake up then I will.” I huff.

“Can I join?”

“No, I need my alone time.” I said.

Billie gasp,”Fine.”

“Love you.” I smile.

“Love you too.”

I take a quick shower and pack my bags, Billie goes on down to the bus to start loading her things, and to grab us some coffee. I finish up and met her in the lobby, where she hands me my coffee and takes my bigger suitcase.

“Are we already to go?” Fineas asks.

“Jesus noo, I just want to sleep!” Zoe pouts.

“I told you to go to bed, you didn’t listen.” I mumble.

“Now is not the time, I am tired and cranky.” Zoe whines.

“Well, at least you’re self aware.” I laugh.

We load the bus and start making our way to Dallas. Billie, Fineas, and Zoe head to their bunk and quickly fall asleep as I put my air pods in and start jamming out to Taylors new album Evermore. I takes about five hours to get to Dallas, so I have a good amount of time to prepare myself to met the saint herself. Which first includes relaxing to her album, then crying to them on my second time around listening to them, because I’m going to met her and this is all not real. Time passes fast when you’re having a moment, Billie wakes up as we’re entering Texas, with only one hour to go until we’re in Dallas.

“You really need to get more sleep.” I say to her worried.

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“It’s ok the concert doesn’t start until 6 and it’s only 9:25 now.”

“Yeah, but still why are you up?” I ask.

“Because you weren’t asleep next to me.”

“Ummm, those bunks are too small for that.” I add.

“Yeah, well hotel beds aren’t I can wait.”

“Ok, if you insist, do you want to jam out with me?” I chirp.

“Yeah, I guess.”

I take out my other air pod and hand to her, we both rock out all the way to Dallas. Once, we got to Dallas Fineas and Zoe also get up, with Zoe looking bad as usually. We get to the hotel quickly and made our way off the bus and inside the hotel, bags and suitcases filling our hands. Dan the stage director walks up to me.

“Hey, I know you have a Taylor concert tonight, but will you make sometime to look over everything and double check to see that everything is good to go for Billie’s concert tomorrow. After all you’re still here to do a job.”

“Yes of course, sorry everything is just so hectic, I was having a hard time keeping up, but I’m ok now.” I apologies.

“Well, that’s great, listen if you want out of this job let me know, because I need someone who can do their job and not just Bum it out on tour.”

“No, no, I want the job and I’ll do better, again I’m sorry!” I answer.

“Ok good, have that done before your concert.”

“Ok.” I replied.

Billie who had been walking in front of me, turns around and walks back to me.

“What was that about?”

“Oh nothing, Dan just wants me to do some work, I think he’s upset I’ve been slacking off.” I sigh.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll handle it.”

“No, it’s ok, he’s right I haven’t been keeping up with my work.” I said.

“No, he needs to calm down, you were just in jail and have had a rough week....I’ll take care of it, there’s no need to act like that!”

We get to our hotel room, and Billie instantly throws her bags, plops down on the bed, letting out a sigh of relief. I laugh as I open my suitcase looking for my laptop charger.

“Come to bed, please!”

“I would, but I have somethings I need to handle first, then I will.” I smile.

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“What things?”

“Work, family, life, you know things.” I answer.

“I told you I would handle your work.”

“Well, it still needs done so I’ll just do it, after all it is my job.” I reply.

“Fine......but you're coming to bed later, it’s settled!”

“Ok, it’s settled.” I mock.

I walk down to the lobby to work, just to make sure I wouldn’t disturb Billie. I make a few phone calls and check some emails, when I see the table chair pull out beside me. I watch as Fineas takes a seat, coffee in hand, and still rocking his bedhead.

“Hey, whatcha working on?”

“Oh, I’m double checking everything for tomorrow, why are you still awake?” I respond.

“I mean it’s 11:30, plus I had somethings I needed to take care of.”

“What things?” I ask.

“Things, secret things!”

“I see we’re still hiding things from each other.” I say rolling my eyes.

“Hey, don’t hate the player hate the game, plus I’m not even sure what the secret thing is this time, I just had to pick it up, no idea what it is though.”

“Mmhm, yeah ok!” I sass.

“Whatever, you’re crazy man........that’s why you and Billie work together.”

“Yeah.” I whisper.

“Yeah, she really loves you, I’ve never seen here open up and bond with someone so quickly.”

“To be honest I’ve never felt this way for anyone before too!” I replied.

“I think you guys are meant for each other; I can feel it....I have this brotherly intuition, you know!”

“I’m sure you do and I think so too, I know it’s crazy, but I want to spend the rest of my life with her!” I confided.

“I know you do; I can tell.....well have fun Y/N, I’m going to go finish my mission.”

“Ok.” I laugh.

Fineas leaves and I quickly finish my work, thinking about Fineas’s words and how right he is, how I do madly love Billie. After my work, I put away my laptop and call my mom. I tell her all about the concert and my song, and most importantly how I get to meet Taylor later. She was happy for my and that made me feel good, I say my goodbyes, and start back up to my room. I thought about grabbing some food but I decided to nap first eat later, that way I was full when I met Taylor. I get up to the room and climb in

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bed with Billie, she wraps her arms around me once I lay down, and I fall asleep instantly. We wake up around three, Billie looked like an angel with her hair all over her flushed face.

“Good evening baby, did your work go ok?”

“Yes, was your sleep good?” I ask.

“Yes, I’m starving let’s get some food!”

“Ok, let’s just get room service so I can take a shower.” I reply.

“That’s fine what do you want to eat?”

“Um.....get me a cheeseburger please, and a milkshake.” I answer.

I get up and grab some fresh underclothes, before heading into the bathroom. I take my time in the shower rocking out to some T-swizzle to continue my preparation for her concert. I hear Billie knock on the door, “the foods here.”

“Ok, I’ll be out in a minute.” I respond.

I finish up and dry myself off, putting on one of the hotel bathrobes after. I sit down with Billie and we dive in digging away at our food like we were starving, which I was.

“So, what time should we leave for the concert?” I ask.

“Probably 5, the concert is at 6:30, so it would give us plenty of time to get ready, get down there, and find our seats.”

“When do I get to meet Taylor?” I question.

“She does her meet and greets before, so you’ll have to wait till after the show, sorry baby.”

“That’s ok I’ve waited 21 years for this moment what's a couple of hours.” I laugh.

“I’ve been waiting 18 years for this moment too.”

“What moment, haven’t you met Taylor before?” I ask.

“Yes, but that’s not the moment I’m talking about.”

“Then what are you talking about.” I said.

“Don’t worry about it right now, I’ll tell you later when I’m ready.”

I let it go as we finish our food; I get up and get back to getting ready. I dry and straighten my hair to make it less frizzy, and attempt to put on makeup, I need to look my best to meet my second mother. I look out the bathroom and see Billie laying on the bed scrolling threw her phone.

“Play some music.” I yell.

“Ok, I gotchu baby.”

Billie starts playing some Girl in Red, and we both burst out laughing, but we jam out. After, I finish my makeup, I walk out and dig through my bag looking for my perfect drip.

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“What are you going to wear?” I ask.

“Ummmm...probably my Gucci track suit, the orange one, with some black Balenciaga's.”

“Ok.” I note.

I finally decide on a white sweater tank top, with gray plaid pants, and little black boots. I also decide to throw on a baby pink cardigan too, to match Taylor’s song. I walk into the bathroom and change and make my final adjustments to my fit and walk out.

“Goddamn, you are fine, like wow!!!!!”

“Stop.” I blush.

“No, seriously wow, we need to show Fineas and Zoe your fit, they need you see your fine ass.”

“Ok, but get ready first then we can go.” I giggle.

Billie rushes and gets ready, not that she needed to put in any effort, she was already perfect. I grab my wallet and phone, then we make our way out the door and down the hall to Zoe’s room. Billie bangs on the door and Zoe opens the door.

“What the fuc....holy shit you look good Y/N!”

“Aw, thank you.” I grin.

“Where’s Fineas?” Billie asked.

“Down in the lobby.”

“Ok.” Billie replies.

All three of us walk down to the lobby, Fineas was sitting at a coffee table facetiming his mom. He looks up and his mouth drops at the sight of us.

“Oh my god, you guys look stunning, not you Zoe, but damn!” he whooped.

“Is that mom?” Billie asks.

“Yes.”

“Let her see Y/N, she needs to see how beautiful she looks.” Billie said.

Fineas turns the camera around, and I can hear Maggie gasp.

“You look gorgeous sweetheart.” She cues.

“Aw, thank you that means a lot.” I respond.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Maggie.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, I’m Y/N, you’ve created wonderful children.” I laugh.

“I know, Billie and Fineas have told me a lot about you.”

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I blush hard.

“Ok, well mom we have to leave I’ll call you later, love you!” Billie tells her.

“Ok, let me know how it goes.”

“I will.” Billie says.

“I love your mom!” I smirk.

“And see loves you!” Billie Laughs.

“Stop......are we ready to leave I’m excited?” I say changing the subject.

“Yeah, in a second, I just wanted to get her off the phone before she starts harassing you. "Billie says.

“What’s the first thing you’re going to say to Taylor?” Fineas ask.

“Oh my god, I don’t know.........what should I say?” I gasp.

“I don’t know what about hi I’m Y/n, dumb bitch.” Zoe mocks.

“Imma fuck your shit up Zoe, I swear to God! "I grunt.

“Bet!” Zoe replied.

“When you’re ready come and get it nanana, whore.” I sing.

“Ok, I think it’s time we leave, before some ass gets kicked.” Billie giggles.

Billie takes my hand, and we start walking to the entrance. I can see the limbo waiting outside for us.

“Fancy.” I marveled.

“I thought you would like it; you deserve it too!” Billie responds.

“Have a good time, be safe!!!” Fineas yells.

We wave to him before getting in the car, after I get settled Billie sits down next to me and hands me some sparkling cider. We make small talk and laugh all the way to the arena, I could tell Billie was nervous, but I didn’t know what about.

“Are you ok, you seen anxious?” I question.

“Oh no, I’m just excited for you baby!”

“Aw, I love you!!!” I blush.

When we get to the arena, Billie calls some people so that we could go in the back way. Once, we get to the back entrance, we step out of the car and into the arena hand in hand. A stage crew member hands us our VIP passes and hang them around our necks, they then proceed to lead us to our seats. We were seated in the second middle row, with a perfect view of the stage.

“WOW, I can’t believe I’m sitting in the front of a Taylor Swift concert, I’ve always dreamed of this.” I shrilled.

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“You've never seen her live before?”

“Know I grew up kind of poor and we never had the money to spend on things like this.” I reply.

“Well, I’m honored to be the first to take you, and I’m honored to get to experience this with you.....I love you!”

“Love you too....OH MY GOD it’s starting” I yell.

The stage went completely dark as a single stage light shined in the middle of the stage, and there Taylor appeared wearing her cardigan sitting on a bar stool. Everyone started screaming as Taylor began playing Coney Island. Billie and I sat in silence just listening and appreciating Taylor’s talent, this was a laid-back form of performance compared to what I’ve seen from Billie. I laughed, I cried, I smiled, all throughput her performance, with Billie of course holding me while I cried. When it came time for the concert to end and for Taylor to sing her final song, I started sobbing, Billie looked scared as she consoled me. After, Taylor finished singing her last song, Cardigan, she gave her final goodbye speech and the lights went out.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I just witnessed an angel preform.....did we die, because I’m pretty sure we’re in heaven!” I sobbed.

“No Y/N, we’re still alive, and I’m glad you enjoyed the performance.”

“Enjoyed, I would sell my soul to experience this again!!!” I scream.

Billie laughed, “Well, I’m happy that you would sell your soul for this experience this again, I’d sell my soul just to take you to this performance again.”

“Can we please go backstage now, I need to meet her, I need to fulfill my dream of this moment!” I begged.

“Yes baby, let’s go.”

Billie takes stands and takes my hand; she waves over a security guard who leads us backstage. By the time we got back there a group of people had already formed, and I didn’t see Taylor anywhere.

“Do you see Taylor?” I asked.

“No, she probably went to change, I bet she’s sweating I know I am after singing.”

“Taylor doesn’t sweat, saints don’t sweat!” I said.

Just then I watched Taylor walk up to a group of people who I recognize to be her boyfriend and mother. She looked stunning, she did change into just a plain t-shirt, with balck jeans, but even with a plain outfit on she stood out.

“Well, let’s go over and say hi.”

“I’m not ready.” I stutter.

“What do you mean not ready, you just asked me if we could meet her?”

“I mean, it’s not my time I can feel it.” I answer.

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“That’s bullshit let’s go!”

Billie drags me over to Taylor and her family, I drag my feet the whole time, my hands started to supper sweat as we got closer.

“Billie please, I can’t do this right now!” I whisper.

“Yes, you can, you just have to face your fear.”

When approach the group of people and Taylor turns to face us, and I almost audio ably gasp.

“Billie it’s so nice to see you again, how you have been?” Taylor asks in the sweetest tone.

“I’ve been great, just living life on the road touring.” Billie smiles.

“Who’s your friend?” Taylor says.

“This is my girlfriend actually and her name is Y/N.”

I couldn’t look at her, I was to scare, so I just looked like a moron and stared at my feet with this weird look on my face.

“Y/N that’s such a beautiful name, it’s so nice you meet you!” Taylor bubbles.

“Thank you!” I mumble.

“She’s just supper nervous, she’s loved you and your music forever!” Billie cuts in and saves me.

“That’s ok, and I’m supper happy you’ve supported me for that long!” Taylor notes.

I stood still and listened to Billie’s and Taylor’s conversation as my mind went totally blank, I was standing in front of my second mother. I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long, and it finally was here. After, about thirty minutes of conversing with Taylor, Billie turns towards me, “Hey, baby, do you think you’d be ok to stay here while I pee?”

“Umm.....I guess maybe.” I whisper.

“Ok, I won’t take long, I promise.” Billie says.

Billie excuses herself as she makes her way to the bathroom leaving me all by myself. I felt so weird standing in the back of the group by myself, I contemplated going to the bathroom too, then I thought that Billie would get mad that I begged her to meet Taylor and now I was wasting it. I was deep into my thoughts when Taylor walked over to me.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

“Umm.....Yes.... it was super good...I’m sorry I’m awkward!” I stutter.

“You’re fine, it’s all okay, your outfit is super cute!”

“Thank you, yours's is too!” I said.

“Thanks, is there anything you want to ask me, since you’ve been waiting for this moment?”

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I don’t know why but Violet’s question was the only one in my head and I blurted it out, “Did you and Harry commit vehicular man slaughter?”

#corpse husband imagine

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royalskarsgard · 5 years

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Once in a Lifetime

Billy Hargrove X Reader

Summary: Is it harder to love the man who broke your heart or to forgive him?

A/N: This is sooooooo overdue, and I’m so sorry. Family issues got in the way. And a whole lot of writer's block. But I hope you can forgive me, it’s super long to account for how long I went missing! Thanks to the loml for helping me through this @hotstuffhargrove

Sequel to ‘Love You, Goodbye.’

Warnings: one swear word

Word count: 2.4k

“Fucking Harrington! Get your dirty clothes out of the bathroom,” you groaned. He always did this after work, he always left his dirty uniforms on the bathroom floor. He claimed he was too exhausted after work to bring them to the correct place. Yet, a sudden burst of energy always appeared when his “study buddy” called to meet him at the library.

“I’ll get them later! I’m actually. Headed out to meet Lisa at the library. I’ll catch you tomorrow!” He rushed out. You rolled your eyes, wondering why Steve thought his lies were believable. He’s clearly in love.

Love was cruel and not worth anything in the end. It’s just a consumeristic ploy that gets you to buy movie tickets and to sell chocolate on Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t real. It was all lust, love at first sight? Fake, what they're really thinking is, ‘my god, that person really is fuckable.’

Sighing, you went into your powder pink bathroom. Feet slipping on the water Steve had left after his shower. When all his clothes were in the correct hampers, you quickly passed the kitchen, deciding to skip dinner. You weren’t that hungry, working at a diner was hard, but the free food was a good perk. Especially for a broke college student.

Your room was dark, the door screamed against its hinges as you shut it. As much as you loved Steve, you were glad he was always gone. In part because it’s what you preferred and you didn’t want to infect in with your sadness. Was it really that pathetic that you were currently reaching for a half-empty bottle of cologne to spay onto your sheets? That in two minutes, you would light three cigarettes and hold them near your pillow? Maybe, but it was the only thing keeping you afloat. Especially now.

With the cigarettes burning in your hand, you picked up your favorite picture of him. It was a rare one, he was actually smiling. It wasn’t one of those signature smirks he always gave. It was real. The real billy. No one really gave the real Billy a chance. They wrote him off as a punk as soon as they saw him. People are quick to judge when they don’t know the whole story. Just like love, the truth was more painful than what they told us growing up.

“Why can’t I move on?” You whispered to yourself. You took a drag of the cigarette that sat lit between your fingertips. A coughing attack took over, and you groaned reaching for some water. You couldn’t understand his appeal for them, never had, and never will. After all three were burnt, you laid down in your bed that was now plastered in his scent. It wasn’t perfect. Your sheets weren’t mixed with his shampoo, his hairspray or the way his skin smelled after a basketball game. But it was close enough to lull you to sleep for a few hours.

“Hey! Wake up, we gotta go. It’s an emergency. Pack a bag we’re going to the airport,” Steve shook your shoulders ripping you away from a peaceful sleep. Your heart climbed into your throat and made you sick to your stomach. When you finally gained full consciousness, you watched as Steve ran around the room putting things he thinks you like in a bag.

He motioned for you to hurry and rushed to his own room to do the same. Grabbing more essentials and getting dressed, you found Steve waiting in the living room for you. He had a toothbrush in his mouth, the paste dribbling down his chin. His shoulder held the phone close to his ear, confirming two flights to LAX. It was two am, and it was officially proven that Steve Harrington was crazy.

Three days earlier

Billy’s eyes widened as he saw a brown-eyed boy with a bowl cut standing in front of him. A chill ran up his spine, he knew this kid. The boy smiled before he took a small step back.

“Will Byers, Jonathan's brother, I was a friend of Max’s?” Billy nodded, finally putting the pieces together. They weren’t friends by any means, but he’d seen him around. He never tried to date Max, so there was no point in getting to know him.

“How are you alive? We all saw you die, you sacrificed yourself to the mind flayer. How did you survive? Did El bring you back to life?” Rather than frightened, the boy looked confused. He looked as if Billy being brought back to life was an acceptable answer. There was no fear, only confusion, and genuine concern. And for some reason deep down, Billy didn’t feel afraid to tell him the truth, so that’s what he did.

“Everything was dark, it was Hawkins but with the life taken out of it. It was so cold. No matter what I did, I could never get warm. Sometimes I was in a dark room with water, and I saw that girl you know there too. I tried to get to her, but she left before I could reach her,” with every word he said Billy got more and more withdrawn. A cold breeze running through his body. Will shivered the more he talked

“We call it The Upside Down, I’ve been there too. When they thought I was missing, that’s where I was. The thing that you saw down there, and what died in the mall was a mind flayer,” the young boy sighed knowing this was information overload. But he also knew that Billy deserved answers.

“It possessed me too, except I wasn’t stuck in the upside-down. I’m not sure how that happened. A couple of years ago, the U.S. government used Hawkins as one giant experiment, trying to find out that the supernatural existed, to use it as a weapon. Things turned sour, and it left a big mess for my friends, it’s how we found El. She’s the girl you saw down there.”

On any regular basis, billy would’ve told the young child to go fuck off and give some insult about how he was crazy. But Billy heard the stories about Will Byers, the boy who came back to life. He’d once found an old missing poster with him on it. So for now, he didn’t find it that crazy, especially paired with Billy’s own experiences

“I saw her touching me.. not me per se but, whatever looked like me. I was sitting on my bed in my room, and she was real and apparently so was I. I tried to yell, to run to get there but nothing was enough. Now it just feels like it’s watching me, following me.”

“We’re connected to it now, to the mind flayer. Even in death, I can still feel it. Maybe it will never leave, maybe it will go away. It’s terrifying, but I don’t want it to control my life. Do you?” A simple question, yet it caught him off guard. He had moved on, things were going fine he had a job, a home, and a small group of friends. But if he asked himself if he was truly happy, he probably would’ve said no. He was scared shitless.

“Can I ask you for a favor?” Billy whispered. The boy nodded, knowing that despite everything, the two young men would do anything for each other.

“Can you call someone for me?”

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Present:

The car moved shook with the bumps along the pavement. The smell of sea salt was becoming stronger, the closer you got to the beach. It was beautiful, that’s what Steve said at least. Your mind was racing, your heart stopped, and your chest slowly moving. You didn’t know how to feel. When you touched down in Los Angeles, you figured something was off, but when Steve started driving towards Palos Verdes, you knew something major must be wrong. You had begged and pleaded to know if El and the rest of the Byers family were okay. It terrified you to no end when Steve remained silent. It took you screaming your lungs out for Steve to finally pull over to a local diner.

Now you sat in the passenger seat tears streaming down your cheeks. You didn’t know what to say, you couldn’t breathe, you couldn’t even blink. Billy was alive. Steve told you everything on the side of the highway, at first you thought you heard him wrong because of all the cars driving past. But Steve stood there barely looking you in the eyes like he felt guilty for giving you the information. He hasn’t said much either since you stepped in the car. Explaining it all either drained him or he was afraid to say anything more.

“Billy Hargrove died in the Starcourt Mall from a freak gas leak. If that’s not true, that means the truth is more painful than what actually happened” Steve sighed, he had no idea how to comfort you. He couldn’t tell you everything was okay or it would be fine because it wasn’t.

Billy was alive, you knew that in your heart. You prayed for so many nights it was all a joke and Billy was pissing his pants from how funny it was. That he would pick you up from work and drive you home. That the man you all thought had died just looked a lot like Billy, and you didn’t know who he really was.

Yet somehow the truth was much worse than that. Billy knew your heart was shattered, he knew that you were in pain, and he was the only one who could save you. Instead of coming back and risking questions, he walked away. He walked away from you, Max, and everyone else. He watched you and decided you weren’t enough of a reason to come back. He lived it up in California while you got to hold max when she cried herself to sleep every night. Maybe everyone was right, he wasn’t redeemable he was just an asshole.

“Do you want to see him?” Steve asked you, the beach was only a few minutes away, and your anxiety grew with each mile closer.

“How am I supposed to look at him after everything. I thought he died in my arms and it turns out he was alive the whole time? Why didn’t he come to me?” A small part of you knew why he did what he did, he was scared and alone.

“You’re the only person who’s looked at him with pure kindness, he was confused and had nowhere to go. Can you blame him for running away?” He reached over and grabbed your hand. A small gesture that brought you great comfort.

“How many people know?”

“Only you, me and Will. Billy wanted to make sure you knew before the others. I’m not sure if he ever plans on telling the others.” He pulled into the beaches parking lot. The glow of the setting sun burned your eyes. He was down there, in the flesh for the first time in over a year.

You figured out later that the last time you saw the unflayed Billy was the night of the accident. He had just dropped you off, and he said he would see you tomorrow, that he loved you and to be safe. He kissed you and smiled before getting into his car and driving away. After that, Billy started pushing you away, using you only for sex. Until that stopped too and he barely spoke to you. Then he died. You’d felt guilty for so long for not seeing the signs.

“What if I can’t forgive him?” the whispered confession left your lips in shame. Was it fair to have spent a year grieving for this man only to push him away when you finally got him back?

“Then you move on, but you won’t know until you see him. So go, he’s waiting.” that was his gentle way of kicking you out of his car.

You stepped onto the hot pavement. The heat immediately suffocating you, this wasn’t Hawkins anymore. You saw Will standing close the steps, silently greeting you. He gave you a warm smile like he was telling you everything was going to be okay. Will nodded towards the water before going to sit in Steve’s car.

Taking a deep breath of the salty air, you made your way down to the water. The hot sand sinking underneath your feet. Billy was here, this was the moment. Was he still the same? Would you still love him? Had he moved on? Was he just as broken as you? Your mind flooded with all these questions as you kept walking. Billy wasn’t there yet, giving you a small second of relief to catch your breath.

A small tap on your shoulder broke you from your thoughts, it was hesitant, and he was obviously just as nervous as you were. There he was. When you turned around, the man you loved more than anything was again standing in front of you. He had been kissed by the sun, and his hair was wilder than ever before. His green eyes were bright against his now tanned skin.

A surge of anger ran through you as you shoved him away, again and again, and again. He took all of it. He grabbed your wrists when you started beating his chest. Bruises would appear later, but Billy knew full well he deserved all of it and more.

“I’m so sorry,” he begged. His heart was beating so fast against his chest; he was afraid it would kill him before he could get the words out. You looked so perfect, he never doubted you would, but after a year you weren’t just in his dreams anymore. Your face was perfectly clear, the nightmares about forgetting your face vanished.

He caught you before you fell to your knees into the sand and lowered his own body to you. He ran his fingers through your hair and held you close to his chest. Repeating that he was sorry and that he loved you so much. He begged you to forgive him.

As he held you, your lungs filled with the smell of cigarettes, his cologne, and the smell of dried sea salt against his skin. He was back, he was warm, life was coursing through his veins. Every image of his cold body being whisked into a black back was replaced. You loved him, he was your one and only. The only man you could ever think of loving. Forgiveness was already given, and explanations could wait until later. You had all the time in the world, nothing would separate the two of you again. He would always be there for you, he was your forever and always, and you were his.

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nicolewoo · 4 years

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All Along

Pairing: Joe Anoa’i X Reader, Roman Reigns X Reader

Warning: Talk of sex and an erection. Lots of cussing

I had been moved up to Smackdown a couple months ago. Becky was super excited to see me. We'd wrestled in Canada together years ago and had become great friends. Becky made it so easy to get to know everyone. She spent most of her time with Seth (I still wasn't used to calling him Colby), which meant that Joe (Roman) and I spent a lot of time together. We bonded almost immediately and were practically inseparable. When we weren't busy, you could always find us together. We were becoming the best of friends. We ate together, we hung out together, we were always hugging, touching and tickling each other. Most of the talent at WWE was physically affectionate, especially Joe who flirted with everyone, so I never thought anything of it.

When Smackdown ended up in Tampa for the Thanksgiving break, the four of us decided to host Thanksgiving at Joe's house for anyone who wasn't going home. That was about 25 people. Joe invited Colby, Becky and I to stay at his house. I offered to cook the meal, but since I was the only one who knew how to make Thanksgiving dinner, I was going to end up doing all the work. Joe decided that I deserve to relax and ordered dinner from a restaurant.

Everyone had a great time, laughing and joking. It warmed my heart to be able to host people who had nowhere to go for the holiday. Joe commented on it too. “We did good.” He said as he wrapped an arm around my waist and I nodded in agreement. Even though we ate at 4, guests stayed long into the night. Once the guests left, we began cleaning up the kitchen. I was putting the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, while the four of us talked.

Joe was on other side of kitchen, leaning over an butcher-block island nursing a scotch he'd poured a while ago. Colby and Becky sat on kitchen stools picking at he turkey leftovers before we put them away. Joe was telling the most embarrassing Colby stories he could think of, so Becky and I could hear.

“So we're sneaking into the arena late, because this dingbat had to order his double fluffy chai, soy, whatever coffee. We were trying not to get caught. All of a sudden, we turn the corner and Colby sees Vince. He freaks out and spills his fancy coffee drink all down my back.”

“Wait Wait Wait!” Colby stopped him. You can't blame that on me.” He turned to Becky and said, “There was a cat that darted out in front of me.”

“Yeah right! Nobody else saw a cat.” Roman said as he sipped his drink. “You were just scared of Vince.”

Colby protested, “I was not!”

“Either way,” Joe continued, “So now, I'm supposed to go in the ring to do this promo, but it flat out looks like I shit myself.”

At that, Becky broke into laughter and backhanded Colby in the stomach. “No!”

Colby joined in, “Dean just about fell over laughing. He's pointing at Joe's pants and saying it 'looks like you pooped yourself' over and over again.”

Joe chuckled, “Hey, that ended up working out in our favor. Vince got so concerned about finding me clean clothes, he never realized we were late.”

“You're kidding.” I chimed in.

“Nope.” Said Colby. “We got off lucky.” He emptied his glass of wine. “I'm going to go get another glass. Does anyone want anything?”

“I'll go with you,” Becky said.

That left just Joe and I in the kitchen. He looked at me for a minute still smiling from the story he'd just told. Then there was a dead moment in the conversation.

“I don't know how to start this dishwasher.” I said.

“I'll get it.” He came over and hit a few buttons and the woosh of the machine began. Joe turned around and leaned against the counter next to me. He put his arm around my waist and I leaned my head onto his shoulder.

“This was a fantastic idea. I think everyone had a great time.” He said softly to me.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“Thanks for helping me host it. I couldn't have done it without you.” As a thank you, he pressed a kiss onto the top of my head.

I picked my head back up and looked at him. “Oh, you could have done it yourself.” I assured him.

He smiled big, turned to me and placed his hand on my cheek. “It wouldn't have been the same without you.” He paused for a second and his voice quieted down to almost a whisper. “I'm really happy you came to Smackdown. I appreciate your friendship so much.” His smile faded, and was replaced with an expression I'd never seen from him. Tentatively, he grazed his thumb over my cheek and brushed my lips with it, his eyes watching it trail over my lip.

In that instance, I panicked. Was this what I thought it was? Dare I hope? Joe's friendship meant so much to me, but I couldn't deny the ever growing attraction I had for him. I was trying desperately to figure out what to do when his thumb stopped on my bottom lip and pressed downward so my lips parted. He ran his thumb over my lip again the pad of it now covering the whole lip and leaving a trail of heat behind it.

“Joe,” I started to say, but before I could talk, he leaned in and pressed the most gentle, loving kiss on my lips. It took my breath away. He pulled back and looked at me. When he took a deep breath, I knew the kiss had affected him as much as it did me. I leaned in and kissed him, longer this time. His arms circled around my waist as I ran my hands over his back.

We both pulled away for a second, searching each other's eyes, trying to gauge how the other felt. When Joe leaned in again, it wasn't a soft gentle kiss. It was hot, passionate and full of need. My body blazed at the feel of him against me. I parted my mouth, and he slid his tongue in. He tasted so good. He moaned as he deepened the kiss more, his right hand going into my hair, his body began pressing me up against the counter. I was overcome by desire, and I pressed harder against him trying to get closer.

We heard Becky's laugh and pulled apart from each other. Joe had a second to look into my eyes before Colby and Becky came in. When they did, he was beside me against the counter as if nothing had happened.

Everything in me was on fire, and I was sure they would notice the tension between Joe and me, but Becks was in the middle of a story when they came in. I looked over at Joe who was still a little breathless. I noticed his hand gently brush his pants to adjust to his semi-hard penis. I smirked at him and he smiled back.

“Guys, I'm beat.” Becky began. “Do you need any more help?” she asked.

Both of us tried to answer at the same time. “No.” he said at the same time I said “We've got this.”

“You two are hanging out together too much. You're starting to think alike,” Colby joked.

“I'm tired too.” Joe added. “I think I'll be right behind you.” He said as they bid us goodnight.

We listened as they walked away. I waited until I was sure they couldn't hear us. “Joe. What....” I started, but he turned to me and held me pressing his forehead to mine. His jaw tensed as he tried to fight his desire.

“I'm sorry. I....” He trailed off.

I placed my hand to his cheek as I pulled back a tiny bit to look into his eyes. I smiled at him warmly. “It's ok.”

“I can't hide my feelings any longer.” He kissed me again. “I'm crazy about you. I have been since the minute I saw you.” He whispered, his lips still on mine.

"Why didn't you tell me?”

“I didn't want to ruin our friendship.” He said lovingly. “What if you hadn't felt the same way?”

“But I do,” I looked up at him. “I have all along.”

That brought the biggest smile to his face, and that made me smile big too. He kissed me again, then wrapped me in a giant bear hug. Joe's hugs always made me feel so safe and so warm. “I'm so happy, baby girl.”

The pet name made me smile bigger. “Sooooooo what now?” I asked.

He was grinning ear to ear. “I don't know, but I really am tired. Maybe we should sleep on it.”

“I'm tired too.” I answered.

“Then why don't we go to bed.... separately, and figure out what the next step is tomorrow after Colby and Becky leave?” He smoothed a hand over my back.

I nodded. “That sounds great.”

Joe kissed me one more time as we paused in front of my bedroom door. “Night baby girl.”

“Goodnight.”

I went to bed with the hugest smile on my face. I couldn't believe all this time Joe liked me. I mean yeah, he flirted with me, but he flirted with everyone. My mind thought back to every hug, every time he held my hand, every time we'd snuggled together watching a movie...... all of the time we'd spent together trying not to let the other know how we felt. Wasted time. And now... now that I know... now that he knows.... He's just a few feet away from me. If I go to his room now, what would happen? What did I want to happen? What would he want to happen? My brain wouldn't stop churning, no matter how tired my body was.

I slipped out of bed and paced my room for a minute; considering my options. If I did sneak into his room, I'd probably find him asleep. I could just curl up into his arms. Colby and Becky wouldn't have to know I was in there. I could slip back into my room before they saw me.

My body yearned for him, and my heart yearned too. I wanted to feel him beside me. Would I be able to just snuggle with him now that I know how he feels? What would he think if he woke up? Question after question rolled through my head, and I didn't have answers. I knew only one thing. I wanted to be close to him. I needed to be close to him. I slipped out of my bedroom and went to his. I expected to find him sound asleep snoring, but instead, the second I opened the door, he shot up in bed. He'd been awake too.

“Come here.” He said and pulled the covers back. I snuggled into his arms.

“I couldn't sleep. I wanted to be near you so bad.”

He smoothed his hand down my back. “Me too. I wasn't sure if I should go to you or not. I'm glad you came here.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Let's go to sleep.” I could feel his body relax in a matter of seconds and soon after, I heard a slight snore. I snuggled closer and fell asleep on his shoulder.

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A knock on the door woke us. I opened my eyes adjusting to being in Joe's bed. He smiled at me. “Lay flat.” He whispered with a giggle on his lips. He threw the covers over me and bunched them up a bit to hide me. Then he stuck a pillow over my head, causing us both to giggle more.

“Yeah,” Joe called out to the person at the door.

“Hey,” It was Colby. “Have you see Y/N? She's not in her room.” he asked peaking his head in the door. “Becks and I wanted to let her use the bathroom before we showered.”

“Nah, man. Maybe she went for a walk or something.” Joe said smoothing his hand over his face. I did my best to lay perfectly still.

Colby obviously didn't think there was any chance I was with Joe, and he didn't look for me me in the darkened room, so he didn't notice the lump in Joe's bed.

“She can use my bathroom if she needs it.” Joe replied. “Go ahead and shower.”

“Thanks man.” Colby quickly exited.

Once he was gone, I flung the pillow off my face and into Joe's. “What do you think you're doing, baby girl?” He quirked an eyebrow as he laid next to me. We both broke out in laughter; trying to stay quiet. He leaned in for a sweet kiss, a chuckle still on his mouth. “Good morning. How did you sleep?”

I stretched my legs out, “Once I came in here, I slept well. How about you?”

“Exactly the same here.” He smiled and kissed me again. “We should try to sneak you back to your room before Colby and Becks get done with their showers.”

I snuggled closer to Joe's chest. “I don't want to leave this bed. EVER.”

I expected another chuckle, but instead he hooked a finger under my chin and raised my face to look at him. “I don't either. Trust me! but we should.” He kissed the tip of my nose.

He was right. I knew that, but I wasn't going to leave his bed without one last kiss. I looked into his big brown eyes and ran my fingers through his hair as I moved toward him for a kiss. He leaned in and placed a sweet, tender kiss on my lips that quickly turned into something much deeper, much warmer, much more passionate. I ignored the feeling of his growing appendage as it brushed my thigh.

“I gotta stop.” He pulled away breathing heavily. He paused to catch his breath. “Can we have lunch here today? Take some time to talk?” He asked. I agreed, and he got up. Throwing a shirt on, he asked, “What are you going to tell them?” He nodded toward Colby and Becky's room.

I had already thought it out. “If I can get back to my room, I'll get dressed quickly and say I just got back from running errands.”

“So we're going to start lying to our friends?” He quirked an eyebrow and I felt a pang of guilt. My friends knew I hated lying. I detested it.

“Joe,” I got up and wrapped my arms around him. “Just for a few hours until we can talk. After we talk, I've got no trouble telling Colby and Becks about this.”

“Good point.” He placed his forehead to mine. “Meet you here at noon?” I agreed.

He brushed some hair behind my shoulder. “Go get ready, baby girl, before they are out of the shower.” He peeked out the door and confirmed the hallway was empty. I quickly slipped out of his room into mine.

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After working out, coming back to his house and showering, Joe and I finally settled down to eat and talk. There were a few awkward moments as we tried to figure out what to say.

“I... uh... like I said last night, I'm crazy about you. I want to be together with you.” He looked unsure of how to continue.

“What do you mean “together with” me?” It was a fair question. “Are we talking about sex, a relationship or what?”

“No. Not sex.. well, yeah, I want to have sex with you....” He looked down at the floor but peeked up at me. “I mean in time...uh....” He rubbed his hand over the back of his neck “when we're ready, but I want to date you.” He finally said.

That brought a smile to my lips and he perked up a bit, looking less scared. “I want that too.” I agreed.

He reached his hand across the table and held mine. “Do..... do we tell other people?” he asked.

I thought for a second before deciding, “We don't lie.” He smiled again. “Let's just go on like we are, and if someone asks, we tell the truth.”

“Baby, I get asked if we're dating ALLLLL the time.” He smirked at me. “It doesn’t help that I can’t keep my hands off you.”

I thought I saw a hint of a blush cross his face. “Do you want to handle this another way?”

“No. I'm just sayin'. If we do it your way, the whole roster will know by the second match.” He chuckled. “I seriously get asked all the time.”

“Babe, would you say we're best friends?” I asked.

“You know it, sweetheart.” He looked questioningly at me. “Why?”

“Well, if someone asks, and you don't want to talk about our relationship, you can truthfully tell them that we are best friends.” I smiled warmly at him as I ran my thumb over his knuckles.

“Good idea.” He said smiling warmly at me. “We're going to have to tell Colby and Becks though. You know that? After the show tonight?” He asked and I agreed. He got up from his seat and came to my side. “Are you done eating?” He reached for my mostly empty plate.

“Yeah. I'm full.” I answered.

He took both of our plates to the kitchen counter and came back to grab my hand. “Feel like watching a movie?”

“That sounds great.” I answered, standing up and letting him lead me to the couch. We snuggled close as we always did, but this time it felt so much more meaningful. It wasn't unusual for us to kiss each other's hands, cheeks, temples, but this time, I got to kiss his lips... the lips I'd thought of kissing so many times before. Each kiss though started a fire in me that was hard to suppress. In time... when we're ready he'd said earlier, and he was right. We had to wait until we were both ready.... no matter how much my body ached for him.

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Becky stood with her arms crossed in front of her. She had a puzzled look on her face as she stared first at Joe and then at me. “What happened after we went to bed last night?”

“Nothing.” I answered with a straight face. “Why?”

“Well, for starters, you weren't in your room this morning. Now you told me you were running errands,” she began pacing a bit, tapping her finger on her bottom lip like she was a detective at Scotland Yard about to reveal the murderer in an old movie. “but I know that you would rather have a tooth pulled than to go shopping on Black Friday. Then we get here and you two are acting all weird.” She looked to Colby who shook his head in agreement.

“Weird? How are we acting weird?” Joe asked trying to hide a smirk.

“Normally you two can't keep your hands off each other. You're always hugging or snuggling....”

Colby chimed in. “But today... I don't think I've seen you two touch at all.” He looked back at Becky prodding her to agree.

She confirmed that we hadn’t touched. “Did you two have a fight or something?” Becky asked.

“No. We're good.” I couldn't hold my smile back as much as I wanted.

“OH HOHOHOHO!” Becky proclaimed when she saw my smile. She turned to Colby. “I know what's going on here. They finally fucked.”

Colby's eyes got wide in realization as mine got wide in embarrassment. “FINALLY!” He said.

“No!” Roman nearly yelled. “It's not like that.” He said standing to come to me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me sweetly. “No. I just couldn't hide my feelings for her any longer.” He looked deep in my eyes. After a second, Colby's proclamation registered in his head, and he turned to his friend. “What do you mean by 'Finally'?”

“The whole company's been waiting for you two to get your heads out of your asses and admit you like each other.” Colby said nonchalantly as he started digging through his bag for something. “Wait!” He turned his gaze to me. “Were you in Ro's room this morning?” I didn't have to answer, because of the shit eating grin on both Joe and my faces. “Where were you?” He asked me.

“Next to me in bed. I covered her up with pillows.” Joe admitted.

“So, you lied to us?” Colby looked upset and Becky looked flat out mad.

“We weren't ready to tell you guys, because we hadn't had time to talk about it.” Roman tried to calm them.

“You didn't have time?” Becks asked. “How about the hours you guys spent in bed together?”

“Becks... listen... nothing happened. We both fell asleep about 5 minutes after I climbed into his bed. We decided at lunch today that we wanted to be together and that we weren't going to hide anything.”

“And we decided to tell you guys tonight after the show.” Joe added. I nodded in agreement.

“Ok. Ok. Let's back this story up. What exactly happened last night?” Colby said, and Joe told him the story.

“Man, when you went to get more wine at the end of the night, I was thanking Y/N for her help, and telling her how much I appreciate her friendship.” He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “And I just couldn't stop myself. I kissed her.”

“Then you guys came back and said you were going to bed.” I continued the story. “We decided to go back to our own beds, but I couldn't sleep knowing Joe was so close, so I threw caution to the wind and went to snuggle with him, and we fell asleep.”

“So this morning when I came knocking?” Colby asked.

“Dude, we didn't even know what we were doing. We had kissed a few times and snuggled. That's it.”

Becky's stern face stared at me for a minute before she walked up to me. I half wondered if she was going to hit me, but instead, she wrapped her arm around my neck and pulled me into a giant hug. “I'm so happy for you.” She reached her hand out to grab Joe's hand. Colby came over to congratulate Joe, and we all ended up hugging.

Check out part 2 here!

#Roman Reigns Joe Anaoi

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artificialqueens · 5 years

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Character development 2 (Branjie)- dexx-ss

A/N: Hi, hello, how are ya?

Sooooooo, first of all, thank you so so much for all the love :) I was so happy seeing you guys wanted another part <3 and here it is… if you enjoy this one also there might be a 3 one coming real soon ;) enjoy xx

BROOKE

When Brooke woke up the first thing she saw was just an empty spot next to her. After closing her eyes again Brooke played through all of her memories from last night. Did Vanessa really come to her place or was that just a dream? Brookes world spun around a little and then she was forced to open her eyes again because the alarm went off. “Jesus fuck” she murmured while turning the alarm off and without looking around she got up and went to take a shower. Everything about this morning was different.

Usually when Brooke wakes up the person she spends the night with is still at her house. she takes a shower not focusing on the fact that there is someone in her bedroom. When she gets out of the shower there is a high chance that the person has left and when they have not she just waits for them to wake up and when they start leaving says “we should do this again sometimes” (she doesn’t mean it, she just says it for good measure) and watches the other person leave. But not this time. Brooke hoped into the shower and just stood there for a solid minute. Not moving. Just thinking. About Vanessa.

As she stepped out of the shower she hoped that she would see Vanessa just laying in the bed, not like all the other times when she’d hoped the person was gone. But Vanessa wasn’t, she had left and B truly wished she hadn’t.

Brooked owned a dance studio and lucky for her she didn’t have any classes today but she still had to go in and do some paperwork. On her way there she called her best friend Nina “Hey girl wanna grab dinner tonight?” , “Ummm… sure? What happened? Did the booty call not leave again?”. Brooke rolled her eyes “No I just wanna have dinner with my best friend,” she took a deep breath “and I also have some hookup gossip.”. Nina just laughed and let her know that she will meet her when she will get off work.

VANESSA

Vanessa worked as a personal assistant for a designer. She was already like fifteen minutes late so V was ready to get her ass beaten. “Guurl ain’t you lucky today?” Ariel said as Vanjie stepped in. “What?” Vanjie looked around all confused. “Oh Raja isn’t in yet,” Ariel smiled “so you can sit and tell me why you were late. Cause like that only happens when you fucking someone or when you drink too much.” Vanjie rolled her eyes and sat next to Ariel placing two coffees next to her. “Well, I went to a party yesterday,”, “who the fuck goes to a party in the middle of the week?” V pointed a finger at herself “Anyways… and there was this one girl” Ariel let out an excited squeak “Don’t get too excited, she has a reputation of being very anti-relationships, but yeah I went to her place and you know- we did things- ya know, and yeah,” Ariel just excitedly nodded her head to Vanjies story. As Ariel was about to start asking questions Raja stepped in and V shot up taking the coffees mouthing bye to her friend. She felt kinda guilty with the thought that she already said too much to Ariel.

Vanjies day was busy following Raja from meeting to meeting and bringing her launch and dinner, picking up stuff for her (basically her every day). When she was heading home she realized she hadn’t thought of Brooke once. Although she was checking her phone awful lot(waiting for B to text but telling herself she was just looking at the time). At one point Raja said that she is looking at her phone like she killed her rich husband and is eagerly waiting for the police to call. But now leaving work Brooke was everything she could think about.

As Vanessa stepped into her home she was greeted by Akeria, which really wasn’t a surprise to Vanessa because she spent more time at her and Silks place than she did at her own home. “So Brooke huh?” Akeria said with a smirk. “Silk, bitch, the fuck?” Vanjie said while taking her heels off. “So if Silky hadn’t told me- you wouldn’t have told me?”, “No! It’s not polite to kiss and tell,” Vanessa said walking into the kitchen and getting herself a glass of wine. “But, hoe, did she text you tho?” Silky asked when Vanessa got back to the living room. Vanjie shook her head looking at her wine glass “But maybe it’s for better, you know,” Vanjie took a sip of her wine “but she had a different vibe than all the others.”. Vanessa couldn’t really explain how Brooke made her feel. It was something else. She just couldn’t put her finger on it. Every time she thought of Brooke running her fingers through Vanjies hair, or the soft touch of Brookes’ lips on hers or even the way she smiled at Vanessa, V would feel so warm inside and couldn’t hold back a smile.

Vanjie had just been staring at the wall for solid five minutes trying to sort out her thoughts. She was a mess inside but hold her calm on the outside. “Girl, you okay?” A’keria asked sitting down next to Vanessa to what the girl just nodded. “Yeah, you know… actually no, I am feeling the feeling where you don’t know what the fuck you are feeling” A’keria smiled at V “Vanj you fall too fast and then crash too hard, you need to stop”. Vanessa just rolled her eyes and continued the night catching up with A’kerias and Silkys life dramas.

Vanessa hugged A’keria goodbye and went to her room. Layed on her bed and looked up to the white ceiling. Her mind usually was going 100 miles per hour but this time it was going twice as fast. “Bitch, you need to go to sleep,” she said to herself. But how could she when every time she closed her eyes she saw the blonde girl she only had known for a day. Finally, she felt herself drifting to sleep when she heard her phone buzz.

BROOKE

It was around six when Nina finally met up with Brooke. Nina was a very observant person and very good at reading body language so she immediately noticed that something was off with Brooke. “Spill it,” Nina said with a smile “How was the party?”, “It was something” Brooke smiled shyly and buried her face into the menu. “Brooke, what is going on?” Nina said lowering Brookes menu from her face. Brooke took a huge sigh and told Nina about Vanessa. Firstly she told her about how V ran into her and how she then saw her outside and invited Vanessa to her place. But then she started talking about Vanessa. About her gorgeous body, about her beautiful dimples, her hair, her eyes. Her fucking smile. How funny and sweet she was. How happy Brooke felt around her. How she wanted more and more and more. How she woke up wishing Vanessa was laying next to her. They were interrupted by the waiter who wanted to take their orders. After the waiter left Nina grinned widely, she hadn’t said anything until this point “You have a crush on that Vanessa, my dear.” , “Stop being ridiculous” Brooke said, knowing full well that Nina was right. “You are talking about her like Aladdin talked about Jasmine,” Brooke just raised an eyebrow for Ninas Disney reference “meaning you are literally in love with her, Brooke Lynn Hytes.” Brooke laughed “Okay that is a strong word, maybe crushing a little bit but definitely not in love,”. Nina smiled softly “I think you should call or text her.”, “I would if I had her number.” Their food came and they continued talking about other things.

As Brooke got home she was greeted by Henry at the door. She went into her bedroom to slip into something more comfortable when she saw paper crumbles on the floor. She picked one of the bigger pieces up and it read ‘nessa xx’ she immediately realized that V had probably left her number and now her cats had completely destroyed it. “Fuck,” she yelled out “I love you guys but honestly you’ll be the death of me.” Brooke collected the pieces of paper and saw that the phone number wasn’t destroyed. Should she call her? Text her? No! Yes. Maybe? She took her phone and called Nina instead.

“I have her number,”

“Text her then!”

“You think?”

“Fuck yes, you know what the cost of not following your heart is?”

“Ummm… ”

“Spending the rest of your life wishing you had.”

“Oh god, you are so corny. But okay I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Bye!”

“Bah-bye”

Brooke didn’t know how to do this because she had never done this. She can’t just ask her out, right? Not how it works. Or is it? She sent the message and tossed her phone across the bed. Now all she had to do was wait for the text message ding.

#rpdr fanfiction #brooke lynn hytes #vanessa vanjie mateo #branjie #silky nutmeg ganache #akeria davenport #nina west #lesbian au #character development #dexx ss #submission #s11

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sportsarenotoxygen · 5 years

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GOM valentine’s HCs

some late gom+kuroko+momoi x reader (separately) valentine’s hcs that have probably been done to death before but i still wanted to write some so here! please enjoy!

akashi

akashi definitely shows how happy and grateful he is when he gets your chocolates. so much that he’s almost acting strange if you didn’t know him so well

(because he remembers all those days his mother tried to give his father love and never received any acknowledgement in return. he is not repeating that with you)

he’s super freaking happy and smothers you with kisses and cuddles

then he starts giving back

really giving back like he stays with you the whole day, is a complete gentleman (but more than usual because let’s be real he always is), more affectionate, really does not let you lift a finger

you: sei you know it’s okay, i can carry one bag

akashi: nonsense, it’s my thanks for those chocolates you made. which i absolutely loved by the way

you: you...you said that when you paid for lunch. and when you drove us to the park. and--

akashi: it’s my thanks. for the chocolates i loved. did i mention they were delicious--

you, blushing: ohmygod okay okay fine

midorima

if it’s your unlucky day, midorima’s gonna be watching your back and making this day as good as it could get because yes he believes in oha asa but he will not allow bad luck to ruin your day because he knows you’ve been working so hard to make this day good for the both of you

if it’s his unlucky day, he’s gonna be on edge maybe even entertaining thoughts of whether he should be near you so you’ll have to reassure him that all will be fine

you, over the phone: but i have to give you my gifts!!!!!

midorima: your chances of having a good day will be drastically lowered if i’m with you, so i’ll pick them up tomorrow, nanodayo

you: shintaro! dont! you! dare! think! you! could! ruin! my! day! you make my day so you better!!!!

midorima: i’m sorry y/n, but i don’t want to risk it

you: well i guess i’ll just wait at the cafe by myself...with all these couples around me...

midorima, guilty: fine. but only for an hour

he’s got your lucky item ready and his own when he gets there

you don’t make a letter for him though, you merely just give a speech about every thing you love about him from his belief in oha asa, to the way he looks out for you, to his love for basketball, his manner of speech and everything else (yes right in that cafe. the elderly couple in the next table over are giving you such fond looks)

by the end of it, he’s a blushing mess and that’s what your goal was all along let’s be honest

aomine

he pretends to think valentine’s a really tacky and stupid day and how ‘theres no point giving anything on this particular day its just stupid’

so much so that you hesitate when giving your chocolates

you hesitate so much so that he notices and now that he notices he feels slightly bad and tries to drop some hints

you, reluctantly: it’s really...all in your face huh

aomine, swearing at himself: it’s not too bad

but when you go the whole day without giving him anything he starts getting worried

aomine, thinking: crap did you think i meant all that

of course, if you actually got him nothing that’s fine too but he doesn’t want the reason you got him nothing was because he thinks it’s stupid

especially when he sees how you’re pointedly trying to ignore every other couple

so, just as you two are about to part ways, he goes

‘look, you know i didnt mean any of that stupid shit. i dont mind valentines chocolates or anything i was just being stupid’

he’s scared to look at you but when he does

youre giving him this shit-eating grin

you, smug: so you finally admit it huh

aomine: what the hell y/n

you reveal that you just wanted him to say all that and now that he has, you’ve won!

he’s half red because of frustration and half because of embarrassment but well

that’s one of the reasons he loves you ofc

kise, murasakibara, kuroko, momoi under the cut!

kise

patiently waits for his chocolates

patiently

but he has to wait hourrrrssss because he has a photoshoot that day which sucks because he’d wanted to stay over so he wouldn’t get caught with fans going over

and inevitably he does get caught by a bunch of fans and gets given loads of chocolates from them

but of course he’s waiting for yours

so he can’t wait until he meets up at your house and you greet him with a bright smile and his is equally as bright

he’s really not subtle at all

kise: hey hey y/n-cchi did you make me some chocolates?????? im really craving chocolates today!!!!!! chocolates you made!!!!! because i love you!!!!! (he had been too excited to realise mayyybe bringing over the chocolates his fans gave him would give the wrong impression so he hastily shoved them all under his coat at the last minute this boy)

you: you can just say you want some you know...i know its valentines

when you give it to him he’s over the moon. he’s...very dramatic when he tastes them. like a lot

kise: THESE ARE SO GOOD Y/N-CCHI THE BEST CHOCOLATES IVE EATEN IN MY LIFE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I LOVE YOU--

you, slightly worried: thanks. i think. you know if they’re bad you can just say so--

kise: NO THEY’RE GOOD I SWEAR I JUST

he’s crying tears of joy this silly boy

murasakibara

don’t go outside with this boy during valentine’s

he will see all those chocolates and sweets and will need them

goodbye money

you have to promise to buy them all when the clearance sales come out but you and murasakibara enjoy a day-in together maybe baking some sweets yourself because you know that he does actually like to bake despite how ‘lazy and unreluctant’ he seems

he unintentionally does the move where he kisses you and says ‘oh there was something on your face’ because there was genuinely something on your face and he does not realise what a cliche cheesy romance film move that is

you already have some sweets ready so he munches on them whilst you wait for the others to finish

and surprisingly, murasakibara gives you half of what you both made. its special because he usually just gives like...a quarter which is fair because your appetites are nowhere near the same let’s be honest

he does it because he vaguely recalls muro-chin saying something about how “valentine’s day is a special day for y/n-san” and slightly misinterprets it

it’s a touching gesture coming from him of course

you gotta cherish it because once you two go buy those leftover sweets the next day...

kuroko

you know him well enough by now that you understand that despite how small his smile is, he’s smiling wide inside when you give him the vanilla milkshake you made and maji burger coupons you made/got

he asks for the recipe to make and even though you’re more than willing to tell it to him, he insists that you need to show it to him

you, explaining: so then you just add the rest of the--

kuroko: i apologise, i do not understand, y/n-san. can you please show it to me instead?

you: are you sure? i’m sure you can do it fine!!! here, i’ll write it down!!

kuroko: no, please. i am not confident in my ability. i will be more confident with you by my side

you blush at his words because they are so genuinely truthful but also cheesy af

so, kinda like murasakibara, you guys make some vanilla milkshakes together

kuroko smiles a heck of a lot but it’s always when you’re back is turned whether it’s getting the ingredients from the cupboard or turning the blender on so you miSS A LOT OF BEAUTIFUL SMILES FROM THIS BOY

but in the end you two make more than enough for the both of you so you have to store some for later

it only makes the memories last all the more

momoi

well its canon that shes not...great at cooking and that goes for baking

and contrary to popular belief, she is aware of that fact (she just tries realllllly hard to deny it because her food tastes fine!!! maybe burnt or salty af but fine!!!)

so she tries this time

employing kagami to help her through saying dai-chan will do a one-on-one with him (its not true but. but she will get the redhaired boy to help her make these chocolates the best damn thing you’ve ever tasted or else)

its hard work (kagami thinks he’s worked harder than any basketball game ever)

but the work pays off and the chocolates taste..................good!!!!

momoi is sooooooo excited to give them to you (because of course she is she’s a romantic)

you on the other hand are searching on google for “how to eat food you don’t like” “how to not gag” “how to lie”

because you love love love momoi and do not want to hurt her feelings but h o w will you eat what she makes

so you get such a huge surprise when you anxiously bite into the chocolate and it’s.......

amazing

and maybe it’s just your love for momoi making you really biased but damn it’s so good!!

momoi, worriedly because you haven’t really moved for a few minutes: is it good????

you: ...no--

momoi, panicking: *thinking* nononono but but kagami said it was good did he lie i am going to kill him ohmygodohmygod

you: it’s the best chocolates i’ve ever eaten

#kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuurou x reader #kise ryouta x reader #aomine daiki x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader #midorima shintarou x reader #kuroko tetsuya x reader #momoi satsuki x reader #kuroko no basket #akashi seijuurou #kise ryouta #aomine daiki #murasakibara atsushi #midorima shintarou #kuroko tetsuya #momoi satsuki

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Izumi Iori: Wonderful Octave Rabbit Chat Part 2

Tsumugi: Everyone, thank you for making time today!

T: I’m thinking of collecting the ‘RADIO STATION “Twelve Hits!”’s requests for Iori-san in this group chat. I’m grateful that everyone gathered today, which is close to Iori-san’s birthday!

Anesagi: You started out so formally! I thought you were going to do a wedding toast.

T: S-Sorry! I wanted to say what I’m grateful for..!

7: So wedding toasts are kinda like this huh?

1: You don’t know something like that either?

7: I don’t! I’ve never gone to a wedding ceremony!

1: I only went a few times too.

10000: You two are still minors after all, so you don’t have many connections huh. One day, you’ll receive several invitation letters in month and you’ll feel like attending is more like a duty.

Okazaki: I’ve been receiving those a lot lately too... I have a job so I can’t participate in it all.

3: Marriage huh...

3: I wonder if Iori will get married someday too. Just imagining it makes me tear up…..

3: Nah! Of course I’m happy and I’ll celebrate with all my might at the time!

10: I get it. When your younger sibling becomes an adult, you feel happy but at the same time, you feel lonely right...

1: Because of the age, wouldn’t Nii-san be before me?

1: I’d be lonely but if it is a person Nii-san chose, surely they’ll be a wonderful person....

3: Iori! I won’t leave you behind!!!

3: [Thumbs-Up Pudding Stamp]

1: [Pouting Kinako Stamp]

5: Umm, so basically, when Mitsuki-san gets married, Iori-kun will also come with him...?

8: Izumi-otouto will have a coming-of-age ceremony first right. Even with that, Izumi-ani would cry hard.

2: Somehow I can imagine other people who would cry too (lol)

7: I was a little moved and am crying now...!

1: Please don’t imagine it on your own and cry!

1000: Iori-kun, please understand. Everyone wants Iori-kun to be a DK forever. [T/N: DK is a Japanese abbreviation for “danshi koukousei” which translates to “male highschool student.]

1: DK forever…?

100: Being a DK is strongest huh~! The uniform is a weapon for them!

1000: You can wear it too can’t you Momo?

100: Darling~! The children are watching! (*ノ▽ノ)

2: Hey, Yuki-san, please don’t say weird things in front of our young ones.

1000: Eh? Just me?

8: DK? Why are you suddenly talking about the layout of a house?

10: I thought that too!

9: It doesn’t mean dining kitchen, it means male highschooler.

8: Eh

10: Ohh, I see...!

9: [Huffing Pudding Stamp]

4: Yukirin, what about me?

1000: Tamaki-kun too. ^ ^

4: Yay!

1: What are you happy about?!

9: Um, excuse me.

9: What did we gather here for?

T: I-I’m sorry! The subject wandered off…!

1: Kujou-san, thank you for the accurate indication and course correction.

9: You’re welcome.

7: As expected of Tenn-nii!

1: Nanase-san, please stop being a bro-con everytime there is an opportunity.

9: The bro-con is you isn’t it. Izumi Iori.

7: Yeah! I don’t want to be told that by Iori!

1: These brothers...

7: Even though you were just crying and saying, “I’ll be lonely when Mitsuki marries~”!

1: I wasn’t crying! (Mad) (Mad) (Mad)

1: And you dramatize it too much (Mad) (Mad) (Mad)

7: Huh? Was I wrong?

1: You were totally wrong!

1: I’m afraid to say this while our respected senpais are here but, I worry about what kind of requests will be coming in this situation.

1: Please don’t be hard on me.

*T: I think you’ll get some fun requests!

1: Right. I want to believe that too.

100: A request to DK Iori huh~! Momo-chan will try hard!

T: So then, I wanted to ask for requests soon so was everyone able to think of one?

4: Yes! Yes!

4: I want to say it!

3: Oh! Tamaki, you’re eager huh!

4: I decided immediately! Deffo this!

2: So then, shall we go from Tama? Just starting from the youngest is fine right?

Anesagi: Isn’t it? It’s easy to understand that way.

Okazaki: Right! Since we will just be listening.

10000: We were answering questions last year but we won’t this year huh.

T: Then, from Tamaki-san, we’ll ask from the youngest!

1: I worry about what your unhesitating response but, Yotsuba-san, please take it away.

4: [Please forgive me for spilling red mabo tofu on the P.E. jersey I borrowed from you.]

1: Hah?!

1: You were eating your bento like that with a jersey of mine?!

4: It was after PE, on lunch break. I was sooooooo hungry.

4: Stomach grumbled

4: “Changing afterwards is fine riiiight” I thought.

4: I’m sorry.

4: [Bowing Kinako Stamp]

1: [Angry Kinako Stamp]

1: Anyways, before the jersey, what kind of request is that?! What should I do if I pull that request on the radio?!

4: Shouldn’t you forgive me?

1: You don’t regret it at all (Mad) (Mad) (Mad) (Mad) (Mad)

4: [Sweating Pudding Stamp]

1: Anyways, please show me the jersey. We’ll talk afterwards.

4: Okay. I’ll bring it to Iorin’s room.

100: Lending and borrowing jerseys is cute lolololol DK’s conversation is heartwarming!

10000: It’s such an adolescent thing!

100: Yes! It’s so adolescent, negative ions are coming from them!!!

1000: I feel the negative ions from Momo too

100: Darling~! (*>ω<*)

T: Seems like there is a situation going on, but anyway, I’ll continue collecting requests…!

T: We need to get a request from the person in charge too, so can I hear from Iori-san too?

1: I want to do a request like “Play a memorizing game.”

T: When you say memorizing game, it’s like memorizing pi during the show?

1: It’s not showy but if we come up with the things to memorize, we would make it interesting enough. We could manage it only with sound, which also has variation, so I think it’s a valid game.

7: Yes! I have a good quiz!

7: How about remembering all the names of the Usamimi Friends? Somehow, there have been a lot of new bunny friends added recently right?

7: Lately, you’ve been eating a lot of Usamimi Friends snacks with Tamaki right? I was curious if it was that tasty.

1: It’s quite different from my public image; that doesn’t suit me at all.

1: I’m just eating the snacks with Yotsuba-san, also I can’t tell the difference between those kind of animals, so how about not making a quiz about it.

5: I’ve had it too but those snacks are pretty good huh. I was impressed by how recent snacks are so well made.

T: The content of the quiz will be a secret till the day of; the staff will think about that!

T: So then, continuing with Riku-san, please say your request.

7: Okay! [I want to hear Iori’s mistake stories!]

10: I see. If people could feel a gap from the usual Iori-kun, they would feel affinity! I want to hear them too.

7: I know right! Also hearing confessions is somehow exciting!

9: I was also thinking of the same type of request as Riku.

7: Tenn-nii too?!

9: [Confess one secret to your fans.]

9: I think Izumi Iori’s fans would also be happy and feel special to hear something secret.

1: I see. I can’t think of any mistake stories or secrets but I’ll think about it.

9: You have it right, at least one. Like you can’t sleep without a body pillow or something.

100: Like you dive into the tub when you are taking a bath?

2: Or maybe you write poems in the middle of the night.

1: I don’t!!!!

T: Thank you to both of you for your requests! I’m curious about Iori-san’s confession but, next is Nagi-san please!

6: So it’s my turn now huh. :-D I got tired of waiting.

6: From me it’s [Rokuya Nagi PRESENTS IDOLiSH7 Quiz].

6: I’ll give Iori many kinds of quiz questions that are related to us. I’ll make you suffer.

1: If it’s about IDOLiSH7, I don’t think there’s a quiz I can’t answer.

5: It seems Iori-kun could really answer anything huh.

6: Don’t worry. I won’t let you. I’m planning to set quizzes that even the person himself couldn’t answer.

3: Why does Nagi know something that the person themself doesn’t even know…?

1: Go ahead with any quiz. I’m confident that I think about the members the most. I’ll accept the challenge.

6: Seems like I don’t need to go easy X-D

T: I’m looking forward to you two’s serious game…!

T: So then, next can I ask for a request from Sougo-san?

1: Sorry, before that, can we take a little break?

1: There was more red on my jersey than I thought. I’ll clean it with Yotsuba-san.

1: Because I have PE class first thing in the morning tomorrow.

1: [Glaring Pudding Stamp]

4: [Shivering Kinako Stamp]

T: The log became a little long huh! Let’s have a break!

T: After a little while, I’ll call everyone again. Please take care of it!

V2:

1: Please don’t be hard on me.

T: What kind of request would make you happy?

1: I’m happy with anything if it’s common enough that I can start the recording with a calm feeling.

100: A request to DK Iori huh~! Momo-chan will try hard!

V3:

1: Please don’t be hard on me.

T: The show will hyped up!

1: I want to make it a good show so I would try anything unless it’s something that I can’t broadcast...

100: A request to DK Iori huh~! Momo-chan will try hard!

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