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tiger-in-the-flightdeck · 6 months

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Trick or treat! Something with omega Barry :3

Here, let me drop this in your little pumpkin bucket!

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“What’s the matter, Flash?”

Barry just wanted to go home.

“You’re lookin’ a little warm.”

He wanted to be home, curled up in his nest with a case of blue Gatorade (The blue always made him feel better than any other colour. He had no idea why.) and his phone turned off for the horrible three days he had ahead of him while his heat took hold. He wasn’t even supposed to be getting his heats as frequently anymore, with the suppressants Wayne Pharmaceuticals had developed specifically for his new metabolism. To be entirely fair to the scientists there, it hadn’t been their fault. They didn’t take into account Barry’s complete inability to actually remember to take the damn things with any regularity.

So there he was, tense, uncomfortable, overheated, and facing down an Alpha who was radiating strength and power and dominance.

And spouting stupid fucking puns at him.

“Maybe I should cool you down?”

The whine of the Cold Gun powering up almost masked Barry’s own pitiful sound when Len raised his arm and it lifted the hem of his sweater up just enough to expose a stretch of skin over his belt. Barry had suspected he would have a little trail of hair on his lower belly, but seeing the proof in the flesh made him worried he might end up vibrating right through the marble floor of the bank vault.

Len pulled the gun to the side just as he squeezed the trigger when he noticed that Barry was making no move to dodge it. The beam struck the wall just behind him, missing his shoulder by a fraction of an inch.

“No, see, you’re supposed to say ‘I’m just getting warmed up’ or something,” Len scolded. It wasn’t as fun if Flash didn’t play along. And if he just stood there and let himself get shot? It took all the fun out of it completely and made him feel that uncomfortable twinge of guilt that always sprang up whenever Barry looked at him with those big Bambi eyes of his. Like he was doing now.

He dropped the sack of diamonds he had been holding and took a step forward. Barry was swaying in place and looked like he was going to take a header into the cash piled in the middle of the vault for transport. “Shit, Red. You really do look warm. What’s wrong?” Len pushed his goggles onto the top of his head and used his teeth to pull his glove off. There was sweat beading around Barry’s lips and his cheeks, just under the edge of his cowl, were rosy. He set the inside of his wrist against his jaw, feeling the warmth rolling off him. “Do you have a fever?”

Barry mumbled a weak protest as Len slid his fingers under his cowl and pushed it back. “Not a fever,” he said, turning his head to chase the hands that were stroking his hair away from his forehead to test his temperature. With the cowl down, the scent blockers were peeled from his neck and Barry could see Len’s eyes dilate almost black when he caught the aroma of Omega in the beginnings of a heat.

Single, unbonded Omega. In what was practically head to toe tight leather that just ramped up his warmth and held his scent.

And Leonard Snart, always worried about the well being of his Speedster, reacted with a speed that would have impressed Barry if he’d been feeling a bit less detached and not currently being picked up in the air by deceptively strong hands.

“Wait! Wait, Snart!” Barry batted at him as he was thrust up against the wall next to the vault door. Len had his face pressed into the side of his neck and was nosing at the leather collar below his ear.

“Wait for what?” Len growled -genuinely growled and if he hadn’t already been in the throes of full blown heat, that would have dragged him down into it without fail- and pulled away from his exploration of Barry’s throat.

Barry braced one hand on Len’s shoulder and tightened the grip his legs had around his waist so he could point out into the lobby where the other Rogue’s were moving the first half of their score.

“Ah.” Len cooled enough to step away, still holding Barry on his hip, and grabbed the vault wheel. He grunted with the effort to pull it closed and when it clanged shut, it muffled out the shouts from his team on the other side. “There. Privacy.”

“How long did it take you to open it in the first place?” Barry asked, reaching over Len’s shoulders to grip the back of his sweater so he could pull it up. It got tangled between them and Barry ended up half wearing it because he was too busy learning that his nemesis was a tender kisser to get it out of the way.

“Ah,” Len said again when he broke for air and glanced at the door. “Okay, privacy for at least four hours.” He pulled the sweater from Barry’s neck and tossed it aside so he could focus his attention on the straps and zips that held that ridiculous red suit together. Spinning away from the door, he sank to his knees in front of the cash and lowered Barry onto it.

“This is probably one of your fantasies, isn’t it?” Barry squirmed on the money and yanked open his suit. In the close confines of the vault, his scent was overwhelming even to him, and the open want on Len’s face had his legs falling open for him.

“About thirteen different fantasies rolled into one,” Len corrected and struggled with his belt and boots at the same time. He managed the belt, gave up on the boots, and shoved his jeans down just enough to reveal his cock. “Fourteen, if there’s a natural disaster by the time we make it outta here that I have to rescue you from.”

Barry had never laughed during a heat before. Len was chatty and teasing and playful in a way that put Barry completely at ease, as if they were home in his nest surrounded by a stockpile of supplies, rather than on a pile of money with a security camera that he really hoped had been disabled. He made Barry laugh.

And when he sank in to the hilt and began to thrust, deep and slow, with his lips against Barry’s ear to whisper encouragement to him, he made him gasp.

And when his knot formed, tying them together with his teeth breaking the skin of his throat to mark him as his, he made him scream out his name.

#trick or treat #omegaverse #coldflash #barry allen #leonard snart #the flash #captain cold

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tenderworld · 2 years

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Remember how we used to party up all night? Sneakin' out and lookin' for a taste of real life Drinkin' in the small town firelight (Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice) Sweet sixteen, and we had arrived Walkin' down the streets as they whistle, "Hi, hi!" Stealin' police cars with the senior guys Teachers said we'd never make it out alive There she was, my new best friend High heels in her hand, swayin' in the wind While she starts to cry Mascara running down her little Bambi eyes "Lana, how I hate those guys" This is what makes us girls We all look for heaven and we put our love first Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse Don't cry about it, don't cry about it This is what makes us girls We all stick together 'cause we put our love first Don't cry about him, don't cry about him It's all gonna happen

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vickyskpopkingdom · 3 years

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Baekhyun :: working blues

request: Hii! Im rlly into baekhyun's new album rn and i was hoping u could write a fluff where ur just having a rough day and he sings u to sleep pls!! Rlly like ur fluff writes btw 💕💕

thank you so much for your kind words! i haven't written about exo in a long, long time but i hope that you still like what i came up with!

warnings: overworking, stress

1.8k words, gn reader

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Sometimes you felt like the world was collapsing on you. The weight on your shoulders got too heavy at times and you were just tired. So tired, so tired. Today was one of those days.

The work you had to do didn't seem to end. At this point you couldn't even count how many e-mails you had answered, how many texts you have read, how many calls you made and how many words you have written. Your eyes were so tired they started to water at the sight of the bright screen of your laptop in front of you. When had it become so dark around you? Hasn't it been noon just a few minutes ago?

A quick glance through your bedroom window and towards the clock on your wall told you something different. It was already eight p.m., the streetlamp outside your window was the only source of light right now other than your laptop. With a sigh you leaned back into your chair and tried stretching your arms as well as your neck and legs. Every joint in your body seemed to make a protesting cracking noise and as you tried to massage your neck, your muscles burned with protest.

You sighed again. Maybe you really should invest in one of those fancy office chairs that claimed to be a blessing for your whole body. At the thought of the price however you shook that thought out of your head.

Standing up you got through another round of stretching your whole body and decided to check out the kitchen for food. It only hit you as the dim light of the fridge illuminated your face that you were supposed to go grocery shopping today. Empty shelves greeted you back and your stomach grumbled angrily.

You tried hard not to scream out of frustation. Nothing wanted to work your way these days and you were honestly so tired of it. For some time you were able to tell yourself that everything would work out and that you would find your working blues again but that was yet to happen. Quietly you closed the fridge door again, sliding down against it to the floor.

The project you had been assigned at the start of last week was way more complicated than you had anticipated, the sources you were thinking of using turned out to be a scam. Adding to that the promotion you had been so sure of getting had been given to someone else and while you could understand that they deserved it, you were sure that you would have deserved it as well. Not only was your fridge emtpty but you had been neglecting your healthy eating habits for quite some time now, which only frustated you more.

And today all of these things seemed to add up all at once, crushing you under their weight.

When was the last time you really had a good nights sleep? You had worked late and gotten up early, eating only bits and pieces of instant food, sitting at your desk all day and falling into bed only to repeat the same cycle over and over again. Right now you were fighting to keep the tears at bay but the merry-go-round in your head kept spinning, piling up more and more worries.

When was the last time you had seen your friends? When was the last time you even properly talked to them? You were always telling them that you were busy with work when they asked to hang out. They never pressured you to still come with them but you knew that they would love to see you again even for a few hours. Yet you still could not get yourself to take their invitations, the thought of your unfinished project sitting in the back of your head constantly.

When was the last time your boyfriend--?

Just as the tears started flowing down your face the doorbell rang. Its sound surprised you so much that you jumped up, your heart beating fast. The clock in your kitchen read nine p.m. One hour went by while you were staring holes in the walls and drowned in your thoughts.

You couldn't really think of a reason why someone would visit you this late, on a weekday nonetheless. But not answering the door wasn't an option either, you would just start to worry about 'what-ifs'. So you decided to take a peak through the peephole in your door.

Your heart picked up its pace at you saw a familiar face illuminated by the light of a smartphone-screen, lookin worried and confused. Fumbling with your keys you opened the door and the person looked up from their phone.

"Hey Bambi, are you okay?"

Baekhyuns voice filled your ears as soon as he looked into your face. He eyed you up and down, making sure you were alright. "I texted and tried to call you for at least two hours now. There was no reaction from you whatsoever."

As you allowed him to step into your home, you sighed. "Sorry, I threw my phone across the room at one point and didn't pick it up again."

Your boyfriend chuckled as he got rid of his shoes and coat, placing both neatly onto their usual spots in the entrance of your flat. Just the sight of him, doing everyday things, smiling, talking was an instant boost for your mood. Now that he was here you fully realized just how much you had missed his presence.

"Why would you throw your phone?", Baekhyun questioned.

You made a dismissive move with your hand, not wanting to talk about the infuriating call you had to make a few hours ago. "I was frustrated", you only said.

Together you and Baekhyun made your way towards your bedroom. Just as you stepped into the room and turned on the lights you remembered the state you left your working place in. But it was too late to make him turn around now. Quickly you tried to tidy up the place a little bit, hiding the traces of your overworking as Baekhyun cleared his throat to gain your attention.

"Are you drowning yourself in work again?"

You stopped dead in your tracks. This wasn't the first time he had seen you piling up work on your shoulders and ending up being unable to do anything else. Back then you had promised him to take better care of yourself or at least take real breaks once in a while to catch a breath.

"Maybe...."

Now it was Baekhyuns turn to sigh. "Did you eat today? And before you answer i mean 'eat a proper meal'."

Picking up your phone from the floor you sat yourself down on the bed. "No, not really. It's just this project..."

Baekhyun shook his head at you, but you still noticed the small smile on his face. "You are such a hard-working person. But you need to allow yourself some time to breathe, you know?"

His voice was calm, sounding like music to your ears. Even after all this time you had been in a relationship with him you were still surprised by how easily he could make you relax.

"Yes, I know."

"And since I am such a caring and awesome boyfriend", he said, rustling with a plastic bag you only now noticed in his hands, "I brought you some food."

As you looked into his smiling face you couldn't help but ask yourself how you got so lucky.

The meal was good, it was your favorite and having Baekhyun by your side made you feel even more grounded. It almost felt like you gained new energy after a week of complete exhaustion and constant worrying. While you were eating the both of you talked about everything and nothing, catching up, telling stories and sharing your newest netflix suggestions.

The evening proceeded and your eyes landed on the clock again. It was late, if you were still caught up in your workaholic-lifestyle you would have already been asleep right now. However surprisingly you currently were not even close to worrying about getting up the next morning. What bothered you most right now was that this evening would end and eventually you would have to go to sleep an wake up in the morning, getting back to your work.

Baekhyun seemed to notice the frown on your face sooner than you could hide it again. "What's wrong?"

You shrugged. "This is nice, simply being together with you. But you probably have to leave soon and then tomorrow I have to work on this stupid project again."

"I can stay the night, if you want me to of course."

"I didn't want to pressure you into--"

"You didn't", he interrupted you, before you could end the sentence and feel like you made him stay against his will, "I actually wanted to ask if I could stay anyways. Tomorrow is one of my free days. I could even keep you company while you work."

Your chest felt warm at his words. "I would love that."

Soon you two found yourselves back in your bed, bodies entangled with each other, quiet breaths sounding through the room. You could feel your eyelids growing heavy, but as soon as you closed your eyes all you could think of was the next morning, the project, the unanswered emails, the calls.

"Still can't calm down, Bambi?", Baekhyun whispered in your ear, while slowly stroking your hair.

With closed eyes you shook your head. "I can't take my mind off of work."

The next thing you heard was quiet humming coming from Baekhyun. You could feel the vibration of his vocal chords against your own body. His voice really was a blessing for everyones ears, he could carry emotions through singing that you weren't even able to put into words. His songs made you happy, they made you cry occasionally, they made you feel calm or made you miss something you didn't even knew existed. It was a gift.

His humming transformed into words, calmly sang into the otherwise dark and quiet room.

It's a night filled with a single stream of light

You're my timely rain, Bambi

I don't want to waste even a second of this night just

being the two of us

As you listened to his singing, you could finally feel your muscles relaxing, your brain calming down and your whole body drifting towards sleep. There were no worrysome thoughts turning your mind upside down anymore, there was only Baekhyun and his voice filling your head with images of your favorite places, your favorite memories and him. The warmth of his body under the blankets made you feel safe, at home. This was were you belonged.

And while Baekhyun continued with the song you fell into a deep sleep, one that you deserved after all the work you had done. You already knew that you found your blues again. Everything would work out again, just like you had always thought yourself. And all you had needed was just a small push in the right direction from the right person.

I don't want to wake up from this dream, keep this tempo

I hope the sun doesn't rise while I keep my eyes closed

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I really hope you enjoyed this one! It was nice to write something again but I do feel like i am a little bit out of training i guess haha

and also if you feel like the reader in this scenario, please remember that there will be better days & that life is more than working day to day! take a break, make some tea, get some fresh air and get back to your work with a fresh mind; you can do it!!

#baekhyun #byun baekhyun #bbh #baekyhun imagine #baekhyun scenario #baekhyun fluff #x reader #baekhyun x reader #gn reader #exo #baekhyun bambi #exo scenario #exo imagine #exo x reader #baekhyun fic

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aestheticsuwu · 3 years

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When Our Eyes Met

Robby Keene x Doug Rickenberger

A Huge thank you to @oceluna , for giving me the boost I needed to upload this new ship !

We are blessed for having this beautiful human (@oceluna ) being for giving us a part of their time to create wonderful LawRusso content and other ships !💖😊

( Binary Boyfriends + SamxMiguel + Lawrusso ) Part 3

.... ..... .....

He should've know having Sam and Demetri as friends would only cause him trouble . Now he's being forced on a date but he didn't even know who Hawk would set him up .

For all he knows Hawk would pick a random stranger , why did he think that life would go easy on him . He really can't catch a break , okay maybe he's exaggerating a little bit .

He thinks he's allowed to be dramatic , atleast they had already decided what Demetri was going to wear , black flannel shirt with a white shirt underneath and some skinny jeans .

Heading out to go home to change as well , but not before assuring Demetri that everything would turn out fine . Hawk was in love with Demetri ass and well , vice versa .

....

He went to the kitchen to grab something to drink , his dad was there serving a cup of juice . Quickly going to cupboard and handing over the glass to his dad .

" Me and Daniel are going to watch a movie later , order some pizza wanna join . "

" I would love to dad but I got a date . "

" is she hot ? "

" Is actually a blind date . "

" She's blind ? " His dad had a funny look as he was confused , Dad L came in laughing along with Robby .

" John the person isn't blind , it just means both people don't know what they look like . Robby be safe , i want the 3 of you back at 10 "

"you got it , dad . "

Hugging his Dad L , before leaving to go change .

Johnny makes sure the coast is clear before pining Daniel against the counter .

" Guess we're having the house to ourselves , I was thinking having you in nothing but my shirt -

" Laying down in bed , just waiting for you to join me "

" mhmm " The blonde puts his hand on Daniels ass , he really had the best ass . Daniel arms holds on to his neck , as he pulls him in more closer . He leans in to kiss him .

" for us to talk about our lovely deep emotions . "

Daniel laughs at the face the blond has , he couldn't help it . He gives kiss on the cheek before leaving , with Johnny behind him .

" You really know how to kill a boner , Bambi. "

..... ..... ...

One of the things he and his dad have in common was that they really didn't know how to receive compliments . Here he was blushing and not knowing what to say as Sam and Demetri kept talking .

" Damn Robby , lookin mighty fine ! . "

" So handsome and those jeans , right Demetri ? "

" Agreed that ass is out of this world . "

" Shut up ! "

He quickly shouted as he got to the front seat , He quickly look one last time in the mirror of the car , while waiting for Sam and Demetri to get in . Pep talks were thrown , mainly for Demetri . Arriving , looking through the open glass window , they could see Hawks purple Mohawk , Miguels waving , and a taller boy .

" Hey guys " Miguel came over as the other two stayed back . He stood next to Demetri to reassure him everything was alright . It looked like hawk and his friend were fighting , until the two quickly came over .

" Everything okay ? " Demetri questioned Hawk , gosh Hawk wasn't subtle about his feelings for his best friend with that stare or gaze whatever you want to call it .

" Yeah , perfect ! Robby this is Doug Rickenberger , Doug this is Robby Keene shall we go in . "

They both incline their heads to each other for acknowledgment. Doug was way taller than him and his broad shoulders didn't help Robbys height . He was wearing a Red shortsleve shirt , black jeans and some vans .

They were seated down, everyone was at the table with their individual date . The tables weren't together but enough distance where they all could hear each other . And it was awkward and quiet at first . Sam and Miguel tried to ease the moment , but it was clear him and Doug wish their were somewhere else but here .

It wasn't their first time seeing each other but their encounters were brief. He had seen the tall boy with Hawk before . Once in awhile he would go to his dad dojo , Doug must've seen him those few times .

Also sometimes his Dad and Daniel would do classes together , but usually he would stick with Myagi-Do students .

Sam and Miguel were already in a relationship , so they were having a blast and it seemed Demetri and Hawk were hitting it off . So Here he was making small talk every time it got to quiet .

" so you like karate ? " He internally just cringed at himself but hey he was trying . He guess it wasn't that bad by the chuckle of Doug

" Yeah , what's it like to have two dads - "

" There's no difference , their just parents . Just because their both dudes and i have a mom too "

" I was gonna say what's it like to have both parents that know karate . "

Guess he should've have left the other boy finish , it was just that some people still don't understand that times have changed .

" I'm sorry I got all defensive on you . "

He gave Doug a small smile hoping the latter wouldn't notice how embarrassed he felt .

" Its alright , uhh do you play any other sports maybe soccer . "

Nodding to the question but then realise he had to answer before the mood gets ruined again .

" uh yeah when I was little , haven't played recently actually . Do you ? "

" Yeah I'm on the soccer team . Maybe you should try out , I wouldn't mind having you on the team unless your not good as you are in karate . "

Doug finish with a teasing smirk and a raised eyebrow waiting for the blonde to answer .

" I like to let you know that I was the best player on my team when I was a kid , well that's what my dad and Mom said but I withstand my point . "

Both burst out laughing , and once the waitress come with their food their both smiling at each other .

If felt kinda nice , it was awhile Robby hadn't laughed and gone out with someone that wasn't his friends or his parents .

...... ....... ........ Doug Pov

Doug was friends with Hawk since he joined cobra kai , they would hanged out in School. After school he would go to the dojo or to soccer practice .

Today he was free and had nothing to do , so he easily accepted Hawks idea . But he wasn't expecting said date to be a boy and son of his Sensei.

He wasn't into guys ,but he didn't mind the idea of dating one but he's just never seem to find a guy he would date . Here he was standing in front of his date as Hawk introduces him .

Robby had green eyes and freckles across his cheeck and nose . Dark blond hair and a nice smile . He was short compared to his height , he wore a black shirt with blue jeans .

His brain came to a conclusion : Pretty boy

..... ...... ......

" Do you want get out of here ? "

" Like right now ? "

" Yeah "

The two couples were distracted as they both left the dinner . Grabbing a hoodie from their own car as quickly as they could . Who knows why but they started running without realising they were holding hands . Their laughter was left echoing behind them .

They stopped at the skate park as they got tired . There were few people skating there , he turned to look at Robby once he didn't feel his hand . He watched as he jogged back holding a skateboard .

" Do you know how to skate? "

Holding a skateboard felt unfamiliar to him , handing it back to Robby who was wearing a cheeky smile .

" No , I'm guessing you do . "

" I know a few things . "

He shouldve known by that cocky smile he was lying . He watched Robby do some amazing stuff , he even showed that one hand stand . Then it was his turn , he failed miserably all the times . He asked what was the secret , as he once again falls .

" Its all about balance "

Robby looked up at him as he answered him . He understood the answer , since Mr. Larusso karate did involve balance .

Noticing they were standing close , face to face . Maybe it was the way the moon and street light illuminate the blondes face . Or the way he was smiling at him that he said those words .

" is there something on my face ? "

" Sorry it's just I never knew a boy could be as beautiful as you ... "

Seeing the surprise look and the addition of the blush contrasting his tan skin made his beat faster . God when did he become such a girl . His thoughts are interrupted when Robby quickly steps back , misstep and hurts his ankle .

.... ..... .. ...

Arriving at the dinner place he could see their friends waiting for them at their cars . Holdding on tight to Robby thighs for he wouldn't fall of his back . Chuckling as the boy groans in embarrassment as the others start to come closer seeing their situation .

" Robby are you okay ? Where were you two , we were worried . ! "

" I'm alright Sam , Me and Doug went for a walk and I hurt my ankle , hence why Doug is giving me a piggyback ride . "

" Oh I thought you decided to climb him like a tree cause - "

" Demetri ! " Robby tightens his arms as he shouts to quiet his friend . walking to Sam's car he hears the blonde mumbling while his head nudging against his shoulder .

Meanwhile everyone were saying goodbye he helps Robby get in the car . As gently as he could , he was stopped when he was opening the door . The latter looked nervous as he looked at him while bitting his lip .

" I had a good time , we should do it sometime again if you want or not ? "

" Yeah definitely. I will text you now that I have your number . "

He was already a sucker for that smile that showed off his dimples . Smiling , he leans in to give a kiss on the cheeck but Robby stops him as the blonde leans to give him a quick peck on the mouth .

" Bye ! "

" Bye . " Walking back he couldn't help but look back and wave at the blonde when he catches his eye . shit , he was totally blushing now .

....... ...... ... Robby Pov .......

Sam and Demetri both entered asking questions if he was really fine or in pain . once he assured them that he was alright , Demetri took it as a sign to tease him .

" We want all the info , cause we totally saw you , you slutty marshmallow ! "

Sidenote : Part 3 of the triple date , hope you guys like it . Also what would the ship name be Roug or Dobby . I like Roug ! . Side mentions of Lawrusso because why not . This was supposed to be Apocalypse / Zombie au but this ^^ was made at the thought of a triple date with the binary boyfriends .

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theworldofanicca · 3 years

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Bambi

Was there ever a time where the expression “Deer In headlights.” Ever really was used much against someone? Well. If you were named Bambi and had the wide shaped eyes that seemed to sparkle in any situation of surprise or wide eyed expression then yes. It was used quite a lot. Especially if you were short, 5′1, Quiet, shy little thing like Bambi Grand. Quiet, shy, kept to herself Bambi Grand. Long brown hair, always wearing the over sized sweater that hung practically to her knees, tattered and worn but still fit somewhat nice blue jeans, large glasses, always carrying a book, sleeves that hung over those somewhat long nails and that clueless face of hers. It made many wonder how a girl like her....ever snatched the interest of a hero like- “Hawks! Look! It’s Hawks!” Ah...yes him. The Pro-Hero she had an absolute crush on and oddly enough had known in her younger years by another name. His Actual name. Though she had always called him Hawks even before he was a hero. Bambi flinched as the group of essential teens and young single adults screeched like banshees at the fact that the winged hero was landing in their ‘range of grasp’. Cameras flashing and poor Bambi just wanted to enjoy her morning coffee where she would sneak off and curl up by her fireplace in peace and tranquility without so much of a disturbance but that was likely not going to happen. Bambi snatched her coffee from the table she was sitting at outside and saw how the fans hovered around Hawks who was trying to spot her within his growing number of fans but Bambi, she was much to sneaky about getting away from the pro-hero. “Ah! Wait-” Hawks shouted as he saw the shy female duck away behind a corner and disappear. It happened almost every time it seemed. But today he seemed determined not to loose her and shoving through the crowd of people and giving them apologetic smiles as well as quickly fired ‘see ya later’s to several, he was quickly rushing off to catch the female before she did completely get away. And it wasn’t that much of an effort considering Bambi never did seem to stray fast enough away. “Hey deer. Where ya goin in such a hurry?” Hawks teased with a growing smile as the female he had finally caught up to and walked beside huffed bowing their head shyly as they shoved their nose into the book they had began to open. “Oh come on. Aren’t you happy to see me? I flew all the way to come see y-” “Not that I do not appreciate the effort you put into coming to see someone such as I....but I would kindly appreciate it if you did no such things. You stir up quite a commotion. I prefer my days quiet.” Bambi murmured as she knew he was staring at her again. “That’s the longest I’ve ever heard you talk to me. And I just showed up. Are you warning up to me little doe.” Hawks grinned and Bambi instantly flushed at his tease. Oh dear. He just knew how to make her flutter didn’t he. Little Doe. It was a new nickname she’d not heard him use ever. Usually it was. Deer. Deerling. Or Shy thing. But now...Little Doe. “You went quiet.” Hawks observed as he saw her peer up at him but once he caught her jewel like blue eyes she instantly shifted her gaze downwards. Sapphire’s...always Sapphires with her. “So what’s on the agenda?” Hawks asked her. “The weather is too cold. I wish to stay inside near the fire place.” Bambi told him softly and Hawks hummed in agreement. His eyes glancing over her form and his mouth dropped from a smile to a frown. “Where’s your coat little doe?” He asked her curiously. “Forgot it. I was only going to be out for a short while.” Bambi mumbled. “Oh? That so?” Hawks hummed in amusement seeing her slowly shut the book and tuck it into her sweater pocket. His eyes glancing towards the direction they were walking in seeing her house coming closer into view. “You can stay...if you wish.” Bambi told him gently and Hawks chuckled softly. “Ever the polite one.” Hawks cooed and Bambi huffed softly as she made her way to the front of her house gently opening the door gesturing him inside. Hawks being quick to hang up his jacket but he paused as he saw the coat rack empty. He specifically remembered she had at least two coats before and now there was none? Did she honestly give her coats away again. Knowing Bambi’s kind and generosity as well as her gentle and shy persona, Hawks can only guess what happened to that ‘forgotten’ coat. “Bambi. You sure you have a coat?” Hawks asked her as he stepped inside after shedding his jacket completely and then shedding his goggles and boots, sliding on the black slippers the female always left for him by the door. “Is this gonna be one of those talks that you tell me-” “Please don’t tell me you gave away your coats again. Bambi you have to start worrying about your own health.” Hawks immediately cut her off knowing now that he didn’t have to ask her to come to the conclusion. “It was just some kid without a coat. He was practically starving and on the streets Hawks. I couldn’t just leave him without one. His coat was already trash anyways.” Bambi murmured gently. “I’m buyin you a coat as soon as I leave. You got gloves too or am I gonna have to get you some as well.” Hawks chastised the female who ducked her head at his gaze. “What am I gonna do with you baby doe.” He sighed softly as he saw the look she was giving him. That wide eyed bright sapphire pleading doe look she always gave him when she thought she was in trouble and didn’t want him to be mad. God that look she always gave him pulled at his heart strings. “I’m sorry...I’ll try not to give this one away...especially if You’re gonna buy it.” Bambi murmured as she began to heat up some warm milk on the stove for hot cocoa. “You better not. I’ll get you one. Gloves and hat included. I better not catch you without it.” Hawks told her gently as he saw her fishing for mugs in her kitchen. Her soft timid smile stretching on those adorable pink lips of hers. “So how’s patrol been?” Bambi asked softly as she turned to Hawks while she waited for the milk to heat up. “Boring. No one to talk to, villain activity is a low. And You still won’t accept that invitation.” Hawks bored tone switched from dull to playful towards the end. Bambi instantly flushed a dark red as she thought about the specific invitation he was talking about. One that made her stomach flutter but also made her feel as if she wasn’t sure how to respond. “I....” Bambi stuttered and Hawks smiled cheekily. “You thought about it?” Hawks asked coyly. “H-Hawks....w-we talked about t-this.” Bambi began and Hawks chuckled. “Yeah so what. Let the Media talk.” Hawks began and Bambi groaned lowly. “But I’d be nothing but a nuisance...I’m qui-” Bambi mumbled. “It doesn’t matter what you have and what you don’t. What matters is what you feel. And Don’t think I’ve not seen how you’ve been lookin at me Little Doe. Eyes like mine don’t miss looks like yours.” Hawks told her with a low chuckle. “I Know I’m askin’ a lot here baby but you’re perfect. And if no one can accept that at least I do. and I know you do to. So what’s the verdict?” Hawks concluded with a glance at the female who had turned her back to him once she heard the timer on the stove screech.

Bambi chewed on her bottom lip as she poured the two cups of warm milk and gently mixed in the chocolate pieces as well as some marshmallows, turning back to Hawks who’s eyes locked with her own. Bambi gently set the cups on the counter between them and slowly began to smile shyly as that ever growing grin began to rise on his face. His fingers gently brushed against her face pushing that strand that always seemed to hide those eyes from him and he tucked the piece behind her ear. “So?” He asked her as he gently tapped her nose and Bambi gave him a soft giggle. “Yes.” Bambi told him confidently and Hawks grinned. “I like the sound of that.” Hawks told her and Bambi laughed softly. “A bird and a deer. What an Odd combination.” Bambi hummed softly and Hawks chuckled. “Hey. You already agreed, so no take backs. Ain’t happenin. You’re stuck with me officially. And you’re not goin nowhere. You just be you.” Hawks told her softly as he saw that warm smile of hers nearly brighten the whole room. Who would of thought, that the hawk fell for a deer. But she was perfect in every aspect of every angle and way. And he’d of never traded it for anything.

#Keigo Takami #Hawks #BNHA

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fockbambi · 5 years

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i’m still standing!! • @clovrz

a scream echoed through the empty streets, followed by a looooooong car horn sound. nothing moved, except a single dead leaf parading across the street. bambi was waiting for the lurking monsters to show their faces, round each corner of the street and crawl out of all the alleys. glowy red eyes in the night-- this time the car horn first before the yell. what was that? just the boy hyping himself up in his own car.

truth be told, it looked more like a garbage can than a car.

a discolored green coated the vehicle, and each door looked borrowed off of other different cars. the inside an even bigger of a mess, with spilled glitter all over the seats and the floor, the strong smell of weed and rich people’s perfume. there was weird fabric covering parts of the inside; a ‘tornado season’ blue velvet with painted dicks all over it was draped over the backseat, with a ‘dead salmon’ pink fleece sullied by dirty shoes and boots on the floor. a couple of tiny containers ornate the cup holders, and the radio’s been yanked off. there was a beautiful ( fake and electronic ) antique record player sitting in the back, playing all and only bambi’s music. entering the car felt almost surreal, like falling into a lucid dream that made absolutely no sense despite how hard you tried to control it- NO PLEASE, I WANT WHITE CLOUDS, GREEN GRASS AND WINGS TO FLY. but you can’t communicate with a burnt out brain.

and you couldn’t forget the countless feathers flocked at bambi’s feet. he was wearing home-made hot pink dyed wings, but only one survived on his back. half of its feathers were gone, and every few minutes he was spitting one out of his mouth. huh, maybe dressing up as a half-demon stripper and half-human mozart wasn’t such a great idea. his white face makeup was melting off, making it look like he’s gone through the most atrocious relapse due to a depressive episode, and his body was sweaty all over because of the 18th century costume. mozart probably was a BITCH if he had to endure this nonsense.

he had just come back from a private party, where he was paid to sing song recommendations thrown at him all night. like a fucking circus monkey, with his hot pink wings and his lipstick-red lips and his eyes burning from the unknown fumes in the room and drinking every glass he was offered and getting kissed by every person who liked him. the bambi needed to rest after all, as much as he hated it.

he could pretend all he wanted that being parked a few feet away from the casino’s entrance was self-care. that he was just stopped there to take a breather; lining up white powder into his system and then reducing its effect with a looooooong drag of the most expensive joint he could get. his accelerated heart rate made him feel good; yes, great, i’m both DYING and NOT DYING at the same time.

resting? there she was, walking out of the casino’s doors, heading god knows where. he starts up his garbage of a car, the motor turning on heard miles around as it polluted the whole street, and he whirls his car over to her, following her for a few minutes-- no seconds, before he pulls down his window. and yes, he still has the awful manual window hand crank, so it takes a while of his extenuating cranking before he pops his head out, spits a pink feather or two, wipes glitter off his face ( if that’s even possible ), and waves at the girl. “ jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyeon! ” he’s almost giggling at the way he calls her.

“ i--i got your name last time. don’t really remember when. last week? last...year? last... ” he pauses, stares at her. “ yeah, i asked someone about you. ” he points at her, fingers filled to the brim with all sorts of rings; large, tiny, skull-shaped, ladybug-shaped, and there’s even a ring pop in there. “ yup. you. ” it would’ve sounded romantic if he wasn’t being so strange.

bambi wipes off two kiss-shaped lipstick marks on his cheek. “ i believe you’ve got my money. ” he’s so sure of himself, he doesn’t realize he’s almost yelling over the noise of his car. “ i’m not lookin’ for a fight... i don’t hit strangers, you know me... ” he’s staring at the horizon, or nowhere in particular; he seems focused on something that doesn’t exist. “ i just think, at this point, you and me, ” he makes a click noise with his tongue, “ we’ve played around enough. i don’t wanna play anymore, i want my toys back. ” his money, he wants his money back.

“ it’d be better to talk about this in private, i suppose. ” his hand jingles over to the seat next to him, tapping it, and never stopping. “ unless rumors is your fetish. ” he motions his hand back at her, now imitating a talking mouth with it and never stopping. “ jiyeon with the scandal fetish sounds funky, i dig it. ”

JIYEON WITH THE SCANDAL FETISH, to be released next month with a whooping twelve tracks, all written and composed by yours truly.

#TW: drugs #clovrz #﹙ ﹡ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪɴ — starter !#﹙ ﹡ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ — jiyeon !#﹙ ﹡ sᴀᴛᴜʀᴅᴀʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ғᴏʀ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ — i'm still standing !#why am i cryin at this mess

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mamawolfblood · 3 years

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Chap 9 paitball deer hunting

Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island… Both teams set out on a canoe trip to deadly Boney Island. Cody hit on Gwen about eighty times, but he made up for it by setting her up with the guy she actually wanted to hang with, Trent. Good strategy, bro! There were winners. And there were losers. Also known as, The Gophers. The last marshmallow was set to go to either Izzy or Lindsay, but the RCMP swooped in and bam! Izzy hightailed it outta there! [laughs] Man, I knew the girl was nuts, but I didn’t know she was totally insane! However, one Gopher may have secretly done something even crazier when she brought home a creepy stick statue voodoo thingy from the deadly haunted island. Will Beth live to regret her souvenir? And can my teeth possibly get any whiter?[ding] Find out here on Total. Drama. Island!

Iris pov

I was writing all possibilities on how to get back at Duncan. I also was writing all out comes trying to pick the best strategy. All good outcomes points to being nice to Harold. I was about to put my jurnal away, when the sound of a helicopter scared the shit out of me.

Duncan[waking up,scarred]: Oh! Hit the deck! They’re coming, man! They found us!

Leshawna: Huh! Ooh! Ugh! Okay, that dude is really starting to get on my last nerve!

Heather [after she yawns]: Whatever. He just loves ruining our mornings. Beth, Lindsay, go warm up the shower for me. Now! And remember…

Beth: Not too hot this time, I know. [yawns]

The girls were waiting for Heather to be done in the bathroom. Gwen and I go in the woods to pee. "So you don't get any special treatment from Chris do you?" Gwen asked. "He has tried but I turn him down." I said handing her Toilet paper. "One would think you would considering how we are treated." She said handing it back. "Exactly why I don't want special treatment. It just wouldn't be fair." I said before walking back with her.

Chris [through loudspeaker]: I hope you’re ready for the most challenging challenge yet. Breakfast in three minutes at the campfire pit. Gwen and I sit together chatting waiting for everyone.

Chris: Are you ready for today’s extreme max impact challenge?!

Owen: We are ready! [laughs]

Chris: Incoming! This… is breakfast.

Heather: No, breakfast is crepes, croissants, even Chef’s crappy burnt eggs.

Owen: Beans beans, they’re good for your heart, the more you eat, the more you–[ a can thunks at his head]

Chris: Today’s challenge is about survival. We’re going hunting.

Duncan: That’s more like it.

Harold: Isn’t that a paintball gun?

Chris: Why yes Harold. It is.

Harold grunts

Bridgette: So we won’t be killing anything?

Chris: Negatory. This is the first ever paintball deer hunt. I’ll announce the team’s once we get into the woods. So… finish breaky.

Owen [burps loudly] : Ahhh… Got any more?

Chris: And now for the team breakdowns. The Killer Bass hunters are… Harold, Geoff, and Bridgette. Locked and loaded with bass blue paint. And using orange paint are the Gopher hunters, Leshawna, Beth, Owen, Lindsay.

Owen: Whahoo! This is awesome, man!

Chris: You also get these stylin’ glasses and wicked camo caps! The rest of you are now deer. Here are your antlers, noses, and little whitetails.

Heather: Yeah right. I am not wearing that.

Duncan: There is no way I’m a deer.

Chris: Take these off and your team is toast.

Owen chuckles.

Duncan: What are you lookin’ at?

Owen: Oh, nothing. Bambi.[snaps Duncan's tail]

Duncan: You’d better be a good shot, tubby.

Courtney: At least we get a headstart.

DJ: I don’t know about y’all. But I’m outta here.

"Guys we should split up. If we hang in a group better chance of us losing." I said making everyone nod. While hiding in the bush I spot Heather being guarded by Beth and Lindsay. "Hey Beth Lindsay your hunters. Heather is a deer shoot her. I mean she is a mean two face bitch. Don't you want some payback Beth." And like that paitballs flew at Heather. It turned into a paint war with everyone. I hung low to the ground

Courtney: Why do you smell worse than usual?

Duncan: It’s Owen’s stink. It’s following me around like my juvenile record.

Courtney: Well, I’m heading back. This stupid game must be almost over by now.

Duncan: You’re going the wrong way.

Courtney: Excuse me? I was a CIT, remember? I have a natural sense of direction. Camp is this way.

Duncan: No. It’s that way.[ their antlers smack into each other]

Courtney and Duncan grunt.

Courtney: Very funny. Now let me go!

Duncan: Hey princess, this isn’t my idea of fun either.

Courtney: Great, Duncan.

(Confessional: Duncan)

Duncan: Sure, we could’ve taken those lame-o antler hats off, but Miss Counselor-in-Training would probably go blab to Chris and have us disqualified. And hey, I kinda liked it.

(Confessional off)

Courtney: Now what?!

Duncan: You wanna make out?

Beth, Heather, and Leshawna: [indistingueble] Ow! Ow!

Bridgette: This is really fun!

Chris [through loudspeaker] :Attention human wildlife and hunters! Please report back to camp! It’s time to show your hides and tally up the scores!

Cut to the campers standing in line.

Chris: Tsk tsk tsk. Stealing from Chef. Eating chips in the woods. Being mauled by bears. Do you know what I see here? I see a very undisciplined group. I see a disgraceful mess. I see a massive waste of paint product. And I have to say… that was awesome! Haha! When you guys opened fire on your own team? Wicked TV, guys.

Harold: Hey. Where are Duncan and Courtney?

Courtney and Duncan grunt as they come in,still tangled.

I had to keep my composure seeing them like that. I am definitely going to make them pay

Gwen: Oh, this is too much.

Owen [ in between laughs]: Duncan, you sly dog, you!

Duncan: The girl can’t keep her antlers off me. [grunts] [falsetto] Can’t even bend over.

Chris: Easy, Courtney. Our medical tent is really only equipped for one at a time and Cody’s pretty messed up. Well, since three members of the Gophers are dripping in paint… Make that four members. And some of them aren’t even deer. I think we have our winner![Bridgette, DJ, Harold, and Sadie cheer] You’re off to a hunting camp shindig!

Duncan and Geoff: Whoo!

Duncan groans

Chris: Gophers, I’ll see you at the campfire ceremony. Again.

Heather: I mean, seriously. Twice in a row? What is wrong with you people? I can’t wait to see Beth get kicked off. I just wish I could vote off two campers at once.

(Confessionals: Cody, Owen, Leshawna and Lindsay)

Cody: Heheheh. Okay. I know I got mauled by a bear, but I’m feeling good about this. I’m a quick healer. And besides, Heather’s as mean as a snake, dude. Her own team shot her like eighteen times. They’ll never kick me off.

Leshawna: Who did I vote for? Well, Heather’s been a pain in my butt from day one. But I gotta say… Cody.

Owen: Yeah, that Cody. Not so useful in challenges anymore.

Lindsay: I totally admire Belle for standing up to Heather, but she’s so dead now.

(confessionals off)

at the elimination cerimony.

Chris: There are only eight marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper–

Gwen [quickly]: Who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately return The Dock of Shame, catch the Boat of Losers and leave. Can’t we just get this over with?

Chris: Fine. Whatever. Spoil the moment. Trent. Iris. Lindsay. Owen. Gwen. Leshawna. Beth. Campers, this is the final marshmallow tonight. Heather.

Heather: You are all lucky, okay? Very lucky!

Chris: Cody. The Dock of Shame awaits, bro. I guess we can help you get there.

Beth: I’ll do it![Pushes Cody to the dock of shame]

Gwen: Bye, Cody!

Leshawna: Seeya, buddy!

Owen: Take care, dude.

Cody tries to speak but i's muffled.

Beth: I know. I can’t believe I stood up to her, either.[Cody tries to speak but its muffled] I’m gonna be okay, don’t worry about me. And I still have my good luck charm! See? I got it from Boney Island last week. Cool, huh? Bye Cody. Take care. [kisses Cody's head]

Cody muffled screams before falling into the water with a splash

#romance #total drama #total drama island #original characters

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