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hadesforpreswrites · 6 months

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dirty laundry, pt. 2

a/n: here's part 2! i had a lot of fun writing this one! i'm less practiced in writing steamy stuff than i am depressing stuff but i hope you enjoy.

pairing: noah sebastian x reader

genre: idiots-to-lovers

warnings: confession, fingering

word count: 4,119

summary: after a confession, things heat up

part one part three part four

“how can someone be so smart and so blind at the same time? i’m basically in love with you, dummy.”

and suddenly everything made sense to y/n. he was right; he always made time for her, even when he was on tour.

she sat staring at her ice cream as it was melting in the cup. she was trying her best to process the new information, information she had only ever hoped to hear.

noah, on the other hand, was staring at her. he couldn’t believe that he just said that, just like that, on a day like today.

“you can reject me and we’ll still be fine,” he finally broke the silence.

at this, she turned her eyes to him. he could almost see the question marks swirling in them. “why would i reject you?”

“you’ve been sitting in silence, staring at your ice cream, for the past five minutes, y/n. and i seriously mean it, we’ll be okay.”

“noah, i’m not going to reject you. i just…needed to process for a second because i’m basically in love with you. and i never in a million years thought you’d ever say that. i was content to just hope the feeling would go away on its own. also, you couldn’t have waited until i wasn’t a complete mess?”

“since fucking when?!” he all but shrieked. “i’ve been fighting the urge to tell you that i think about you 90% of the time ever since the day we met.”

“i’ve had a crush on you since the day we met…” she trailed off quietly. “i honestly thought you’d have caught on because of scarlett by now.”

“scarlett knew?!”

y/n looked at him with a dead stare, “we’re roommates, noah.”

“oh, yeah. okay that makes sense.”

a beat of silence.

“also, you aren’t a mess.”

“i’ve been crying for three days straight so my face is red and puffy and i need a shower.”

“not a mess,” he finally put his cup of half-melted ice cream in the cup holder and began to back out of the parking spot. he smiled when he saw her finally take her first bite.

“only 90%?” she asked with a small smirk.

“yeah, well. 5% is bad omens. and the other 5% is olive garden’s endless soups.”

“i’m honored. i thought the soup would be higher.”

“used to be. but then some girl had to waltz into my life.”

“i’m pretty sure i was dragged.”

“how much do i take up in that pretty little head of yours?”

“89%.”

“breakdown, please.”

“5% is ice cream. 5% is dedicated to school. and the last 1% goes to how fluffy ruffilo’s hair is.”

“cool cool cool. note to self: shave best friend’s head.”

“go near that man’s hair with anything remotely looking like clippers and i’ll never speak to you again,” she said, jokingly.

“ouch,” he feigned hurt by grabbing at his chest while sitting at a stoplight.

“can i…ask a favor?” she asked as the light turned green and they started moving.

“you can ask me anything, anytime.”

“can you stay tonight? i think scarlett had made plans and she won’t go if i’m alone. unless you have plans already, of course,” she said, almost too quickly for him to process the question.

“of course i’ll stay with you. i was kind of thinking about it anyway,” he answered. “let’s swing by my house first so i can grab some clothes. your favorite person is probably there by now too.”

“jolly?” her voice sounded hopeful.

“no, ruffilo. would you stop calling my bandmates your favorite person? i’m starting to get a complex.”

“i mean, if we’re completely honest with ourselves, my all time favorite person is andy.”

“why does he get number one?!”

“i’ve known him longest.”

“but you’re in love with me. so i should be number one.” he still couldn’t believe his luck.

“i don’t think that’s how that works,” she put her now empty cup in the free cupholder.

“it is 100% how that works,” he said, pulling into the driveway of his house.

he heard her unclick her seatbelt before he threw the car in park. when he turned to scold her, he found that she was already turned in her seat, looking at him. she was looking at him in a way he had never seen before. he slowly unclicked his own seatbelt and looked at her with a furrowed brow.

“i just…want to try something,” she said quietly, blush creeping up her neck.

“what’s that?”

as she leaned toward him, he felt himself leaning toward her, meeting her halfway. his eyes widened in shock as he felt her lips meet his before they fluttered shut and he cupped her cheek with a tattooed hand, deepening the kiss.

she pulled back slowly and placed her forehead to his. “you ever feel the need to try that again, you just do it. i’m game,” he said with a smile, causing her to laugh.

“let’s get your stuff,” she said in reply, starting to pull away from him. he stopped her by pulling her by the back of her neck back to him and kissing her again. she giggled into it and said against his lips, “noah.”

“that’s not gonna make me stop, doll,” he didn’t care how she said his name, just that she did.

“i don’t want to make out over the center console of your car,” she laughed again.

“well, fuck, get in the backseat then. it’s pretty spacious,” he said with a hint of seriousness.

she fully pulled back from him and playfully slapped his chest. “it’s not like you’ll never see me again. you’re staying the night.”

“oh yeah. what’re we waiting for, i have clothes to grab.” he finally turned off the car and jumped out.

she was shaking her head while laughing as she reached for the handle to the car door. she suddenly heard the door locks click. she looked up at noah who was standing at the front of the car, glaring at her before walking the rest of the way to her side. he unlocked the car and opened the door. “you’re no longer allowed to open doors.”

“but i’m perfectly capable?” she countered as she stepped out into the now brisk air. she shivered.

“you are. but i’m taking over that role now,” he said, throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her to him. he kissed the side of her head as they walked to the front door.

“what if you’re not there?” she asked as he unlocked and opened the door to the house.

“nonsense. why wouldn’t i be there?”

“tour?”

“isn’t your program online?”

“what’s your point?”

“you can just come on tour. problem solved.”

“yeah! you should totally come on tour!” they heard a swedish accent ring out at them.

“jolly!”

“y/n!”

he was standing in the living room with his arms open as she ran into them. he swung her around, causing her to laugh. noah looked on at the scene with a small, appreciative smile. after the hell she had been through and then the last few days, she still had the ability to laugh. he knew then that she would be okay.

“you two carry on, i’ll just go get my stuff.”

“you do that,” jolly said, jokingly dismissive, causing noah to roll his eyes as he took off up the stairs. “ruffilo! y/n’s here!”

the guitarist walked in from the kitchen with a drink in hand, with folio in tow. “there she is! we were starting to think noah locked you away.”

“locked myself away, really,” she said, sheepishly.

“don’t do that, we like having you around,” the drummer said, pulling her into a hug.

“so much so that you should totally come on tour with us!” jolly reiterated his statement from earlier.

“i can’t go on tour with you! who would look after scarlett?”

“scarlett’s a capable young woman,” jolly countered.

“to you she is, you don’t live with her.”

“fair. fine, she comes too.”

“it’ll be a family road trip with music,” ruffilo said with a laugh.

noah smiled to himself as he listened to the four of them have a back and forth while he packed his bag. he decided to pack enough clothes for a week, just in case she needed him that long. really, it was him that would probably need her. he was forever grateful that his bandmates and y/n were so close, it certainly made his life all the easier.

when he finished, he took the stairs two at a time down. “come one, doll. scarlett probably thinks i kidnapped you.”

“didn’t you though?” folio asked, smirk playing on his face.

“she came willingly.”

“he bribed me with ice cream.”

“that’ll work every time,” jolly laughed.

“speaking of ice cream,” noah had a sudden realization. “mine’s melting in the car.”

“it’ll do that,” ruffilo stated. he was the closest to y/n out of the other three members of bad omens. he knew something was off with her, he could see the tear stains on her face even in the dim light. but he didn’t say anything, just threw a look to noah when no one else was looking. noah threw one back in response as y/n stood up from the couch and hugged the three of them.

“seriously, consider it?” jolly asked of her about tour.

“i’ll consider it,” she promised as she walked toward noah who was holding out his hand for her.

no one batted an eye as she linked their fingers together and waved goodbye.

back in the car, she laughed as she looked at the melted puddle of ice cream in the cup. “you have milk soup.”

“yeah, well. a pretty girl said something about being in love with me and that took precedence.”

she coughed, choking on her laugh. he shook his head as he threw the cups away in the dumpster outside the house before taking his seat in the driver’s seat.

the drive to her house was relatively quiet, the radio playing quietly in the background. his left hand gripped the steering wheel as his right laid on her thigh. she was tracing the ink that littered his skin on his hand and arm.

there was an air of apprehension in the vehicle, not thick but there. he’d spent the night at her house many times but never under these circumstances and usually on the couch. would he default to the couch or would she invite him to sleep in her bed? he decided he didn’t care, as long as he could check on her whenever he needed.

when they pulled into the driveway of her house, they noticed that andy’s car was missing but scarlett’s was still there. it was still a couple hours before her plans so she was probably getting ready.

noah grabbed his bag and opened the passenger door, holding out his free hand to her as she stepped out of the car. they walked through the still unlocked front door and were met with the sound of music permeating the house, sounds that meant scarlett was indeed getting ready.

noah started toward the living room after they took their shoes off at the door with his bag but felt a tug on his arm causing him to look back at y/n. “where you going?” she asked.

“couch?”

“you can put your stuff in my room, it’s okay.”

he beamed at her as they walked down the hall. he entered her room as she stepped into scarlett’s to let her know the plan.

he set his bag on the bed and wandered around, looking for the plug for the lights. when he finally found it, he turned the blue lights on and felt a weight suddenly depart from him. it felt more normal now. he straightened the piles of books on the floor and put the clothes he found there in the hamper in her bathroom before settling on her bed and fumbling for the remote to the tv.

y/n peeked around the corner into scarlett’s bathroom, silently asking permission to enter. it was granted, it’s always granted.

“there’s light in your eyes again, my love,” the other woman turned and pulled her into a hug. “remind me to thank the boy. and the inventor of ice cream.”

y/n laughed, causing scarlett to smile brightly. her best friend was going to be okay.

“so,” y/n started as she absentmindedly started picking up various makeup that was scattered on the bathroom counter. “noah’s staying the night.”

“i figured.”

“and i might have kissed him.”

scarlett’s arm dropped from her eye. “YOU DIDN’T?!Y/N!”

“i did,” she hid behind her hands.

“and?”

“and he kissed back and before that he said he loved me and i confessed to him. it was very sweet.”

“FINALLY!”

the two women heard a knock on scarlett’s closed bedroom door. “yes?” she called.

“is everything okay in there? there’s a lot of yelling…” noah trailed off.

scarlett took three big steps to the door and pulled it open. “listen here, singer boy. just because i happen to enjoy your friendship does not mean i won’t end you so help me god.”

“help me out here?” he looked to y/n, who was sitting on the bed, smiling at scarlett’s antics.

“i told her.”

“oh, that makes more sense now. i got a nearly identical speech from the guys when i told them just now.”

“good,” scarlett said, heading back to the bathroom to finish applying her makeup.

“now both of you, out. this requires concentration,” she held up a false eyelash.

“love you,” y/n said as she walked out the door.

“love you more,” scarlett replied as the door shut.

“you two have the strangest relationship,” noah said with a laugh as they entered y/n’s room again.

“yeah, well,” y/n said as she rummaged through her dresser for clean clothes.

“hey, before you go in there,” noah started, realizing that she was about to take a shower. “where on earth is your remote?”

“oh! it’s in the pocket of the long pillow,” she walked to where she was laying when he first found her today and plucked the remote from the side pocket of the pillow and handed it to him.

“thank you, doll.”

she hummed as she shut the bathroom door. he heard the shower speaker turn on and music start to pour out of it as the water turned on. he smiled when he heard her singing along to “like a villain” and laughed when it was followed by a bts song which was followed by the doors. that was one of the things he loved about her, she didn’t care about genre when it came to music, she just liked what she liked.

after about 30 minutes, he heard the speaker turn off and the door open. he was met with steam rolling into the bedroom.

“christ, woman, did you commune with satan in there?”

“not this time. just needed to feel clean.”

“and do you?”

“mhmm,” she said as she flopped on the other side of the bed. “you turned my lights back on,” she observed.

“is that okay?”

she rolled over to look at him. the tear stains were gone, her eyes were brighter than earlier. “definitely.”

he let whatever he put on the tv play in the background as he slid down to lay down facing her. “do you feel better?” he asked, quietly as he combed through her damp hair with his fingers.

her eyes closed at the contact. “so much, thank you.”

“it’s all you, doll.”

“no, it’s not. it’s all of you guys.”

he smiled and pulled her to him. after another 30 minutes had passed there was a quiet knock at the door. he turned, just enough to see scarlett poke her head in. y/n lifted her head, eyes groggy from falling asleep, and placed her chin on his side as she too looked at her best friend.

“i’m heading out. i don’t know when i’ll be home tonight, if i’ll be home tonight,” she wiggled her eyebrows.

“get it, girl,” y/n said sleepily, causing the other two to laugh.

“take care of her, yeah?” scarlett said to noah.

“of course. have fun.”

“oh, i intend to,” she cackled as she closed the door.

“she really is her own character,” noah chuckled.

“she is. but she balances me out.”

“i can see that. go back to sleep, doll,” he kissed her forehead.

“no,” she said defiantly.

“no?” he cocked an eyebrow as she looked up at him.

“no,” she placed a hand on his cheek before placing her lips to his again.

this time was less tentative on both their parts as they moved in sync, deepening the kiss. she started to lean back, pulling him on top of her. he moved with her, letting her lead, knowing she’d stop them when things went too far for her.

he let one of his hands wander down her side, stopping at her hip. he felt her hook her leg to his waist and let his hand continue to the back of her thigh, holding her there. he groaned when she moved against him. he kissed down her jaw, down her neck, and lightly bit the hollow spot, causing her to gasp. her hands were in his hair as he sucked on the hollow of her neck where he had bitten. he ground his hips into hers, his covered hardness finding her clothed core. she moaned at the contact, spurring him on. he kissed back up her neck and found her lips again, their tongues fought for dominance, his ultimately winning as she moaned again as he ground his hips into hers again. he kissed down the other side of her jaw and to her neck, giving her some breathing time.

“noah,” she breathed out.

“do we need to stop?” he asked, breathing hard.

“no, not yet.”

he looked her in the eye, her pupils were blown and he could feel her breath on his face. “you’re not just saying that, are you?”

“no. i need…” she trailed off.

“what do you need, baby? you need only ask, i’ll give you anything you want.”

“i need you to touch me, please,” she whined.

“because you asked so nicely,” he sensed there was more to her request. “what else do you need?”

“no need, just want.”

“well, what do you want?”

“your shirt off.”

“done,” he sat up and pulled the garment over his head and threw it to the ground. his eyes fluttered shut when her hands started to trail down his torso. after a moment he grabbed both her wrists in his hand and held them above her head. a brief thought entered his head, “is this okay?”

she nodded.

“words, baby. words.”

“it’s okay,” she breathed out.

“good girl,” he purred as he leaned down to connect their lips again. his free hand traveled under her shirt. she moaned in his mouth when he started to massage her unobstructed breast. she whined when he rolled his hips into hers once again. she let out a breath as he moved his hand down her stomach toward the waistband of her shorts. he let his fingers slip just passed the elastic and stopped there. he looked at her, her eyes closed as she tried to control her breathing. “still okay?”

she nodded again.

“baby,” he warned.

“still okay,” she let out a shaky breath as she opened her eyes to look at him. he saw no hesitation, only a softness he had never seen before.

he nodded and, still looking in her eyes, allowed his hand to travel further into her shorts and under her underwear. tentatively, he ran a finger up her folds. she was so wet, his finger was instantly coated. he reveled in the fact that it was him that made her this wet. he slowly pushed his forefinger into her, watching for any change in her body language. after pumping his finger a few times, he asked, “think you can take another? use your words like the good girl you are.”

“yes, noah,” she said, looking him in the eye as he started to insert a second finger. her breath hitched at the stretch, her eyes screwed shut. when she breathed again it came out shakier than before.

“baby,” noah started.

“it’s okay. i’m okay,” he wasn’t sure if she was saying it to him or herself.

“baby, look at me,” her eyes slowly opened. “this does not have to continue right now.”

“no, it’s okay,” she smiled at him, her hand pulling free of his constraint and caressing his cheek. he leaned into her touch before he continued his ministrations inside her.

her hand made its way to his hair, she tugged ever so slightly every time she clenched around his fingers, causing him to moan. when her breath started coming out in short bursts, he let go of her other hand which quickly attached itself to his bicep, her fingernails digging into his inked skin. she let out a whine with each breath. he could tell she was close.

“it’s okay, baby. let go,” he whispered in her ear. and she did, the sound she made he wanted to hear for the rest of his life. he pumped his fingers in her as she rode out her first-ever orgasm. “look at you, my sweet girl, so beautiful,” he said as she started to come down.

he pulled his fingers out, not breaking eye contact as he brought them to his lips. his eyes shut as he relished the taste of her on his tongue. one day, maybe not so far out, he would be able to taste her from the source; he almost couldn’t wait.

“woah,” she breathed out, causing him to chuckle.

“woah indeed,” he said as he pressed his lips to hers in a short kiss before rolling over to the other side of the bed to catch his breath.

she turned on her side, facing him, and brushed the hair that had fallen on his forehead. he hummed as he felt her fingers on his skin.

as if he had forgotten something, he sat straight up. “i need to take a very quick, hopefully, shower.”

“but,” she started. “why?”

he looked at his lap and back at her with a cocked eyebrow. she followed his eyeline and blushed. “oh. i mean, i could…” she trailed off.

“as much as i have dreamed to feel your hands or mouth on me, and believe me i dreamed, i think it’s best to do this one step at a time.”

“oh,” was all she said as she looked away.

“doll, look at me,” he pleaded, she did. “if you still want to tomorrow, i’m all yours. hell, i’m all yours anyway.”

“promise?”

“promise. on olive garden’s never-ending soup, i promise,” he said with a faux seriousness causing her to giggle. “now, you watch whatever the hell is on the tv and try to go to sleep. i’ll be right back.”

“‘kay,” she said as she turned to the tv.

he made the short distance to the bathroom and shut the door. leaning his back against it, he smiled, giddy. then he looked down and sighed. “i must be an idiot,” he said to himself as he turned on the shower. ”girl of my dreams practically begging to touch me and i turn her down,” he said as he stripped and stepped into the shower.

he hissed as he wrapped his hand around his aching member. at least he didn’t have to conjure up a fantasy this time; he just thought of a few minutes ago. her head tilted back, mouth open, fingers digging into his skin. he pumped himself until he came and watched the result wash down the drain before washing himself, using her products.

when he emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel because he forgot his shorts, he saw her curled up on top of the blanket fast asleep. he smiled to himself as he rummaged through his bag in search of shorts.

once dressed, he climbed into what he is now deeming his spot and pulled the blanket out from under her and placed it over the two of them. he wrapped his arm around her and she moved so her head was on his shoulder and her leg was thrown over his.

he went to sleep with a smile on his face that night.

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dallysnecklace · 2 years

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The King and The Freak

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson! Edgy! Nerdy! Reader (Eddie munson x platonic! Reader)

Summary: Dustin’s Older sister has been getting picked on more than usual and is reluctant to tell her boyfriend, Steve.

WARNINGS: Bullying, hurt/comfort, angst-ish, fluff, comfort, established relationship, insecurity, bad/intrusive thoughts

A/n i am getting though some requests now, so they should be out soon! This was requested by anon but it got lost in my inbox ): so sorry!

School had always been hard for you.

Not for the reason you think.

Actually, you were incredibly smart. You were in all advanced classes, and loved learning. You especially had an affinity for Science.

However, throughout your years, you’ve learned that other people decided that you deserved to be picked on for how you dressed and what you liked.

You had met Steve in the 9th grade when his “friend,”Carol, had purposely tripped you over in the middle of the hallway. You caught yourself, but your hands were pretty scraped up. Steve felt incredibly bad for you, and helped you to the nurses office.

From that day on the two of you developed a love for the other.

To outsiders, the pairing did not make sense. A nerdy, edgy freak with the “King” of Hawkins? No way.

But when people saw you two, they couldn’t deny the sparks that they witnessed.

Steve was working today, and you were still in school, being a senior. You would’ve graduated early, but you wanted to take a few extra classes this year. You usually leave right after lunch, since you take so few classes. However, these plans were interrupted today.

You were sitting with Eddie and your brother. It had been where you sat for the last three years. However, when Jason approached your table, you knew something was wrong.

“Hey Freaks.” He scowled down at you and Eddie.

You ignored him, looking down at your silver rings, playing with them.

His face tensed when you didn’t acknowledge him, and he spoke louder.

“Look at me when I speak to you.” He growled. You looked up at him, making eye contact with Eddie on the way.

“What do you want, Jason?” You asked, quietly.

“Oh I was just wondering if you’re still with that little boyfriend of yours? Steve.”

You looked away, scared.

“It’s insane how he’s with you. You’re so fucking ugly and annoying. He’s probably with another woman right now yeah? Why would he ever want to be with you.” He snarled.

This hurt. It hurt a lot more than you wanted it to. You and Steve’s social statuses always made you insecure. Why would he ever be with someone like you? He always reassured you that he’s so in love with you, but you still get insecure.

Eddie spoke up, knowing your insecurities. “Hey Man, leave her alone.” He stood up and pushed Jason’s chest back, and put an arm on your shoulder.

“Aww does little Y/N need her gang of freaks to help her?” One of Jason’s friends teased.

Eddie was sick of this, and grabbed your hand, and led you out of the cafeteria doors. He was looking at you, concerned. He knew how you always were teased, but this was bad. They hadn’t ever brought up Steve before.

Meanwhile, you were swimming in your thoughts. Did you deserve Steve? Is he with someone else on the side? Why would Steve ever love you?

Eddie probably knew you were drowning in your thoughts, “Hey. Y/n. Are you okay?” He looked down at you, as the two of you walked to his van.

You stayed silent, worrying that if you spoke you would just start crying.

Eddie recognized the look on your face and decided to drive you to Family Video. He knew that Steve was getting off work soon, and hoped that he could be more of a help to you.

On the drive there, you looked out the window, silent tears decorating your face. Eddie consistently was looking at you, seeing your reflection in his window. He turned into family video, and parked. You spotted Steve’s red BMW, meaning he wasn’t off of work yet.

“I’ll be right back” Eddie muttered as he jumped out of the vehicle, leaving you alone.

As soon as you saw him disappear behind the door, sobs racked over your body. Jason had left you alone for a few weeks, why did he have to just come back to bullying you? You didn’t understand. All you did was be nice to people, and try to be as true to yourself as possible, but maybe that isn’t okay. Maybe you shouldn’t be yourself?

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted when Eddie pulled open you door quickly, with Steve behind him. You met Steve’s eyes. His face flashed sadness as he looked at you, and his eyes were filled with worry. He stepped closer to you, putting his hand on your cheek.

“Y/n. Are you okay?” He looked back and forth between your eyes. You just looked at him.

“I’m fine, just, please don’t worry about it, I’m fine.” You quickly responded.

Instead of saying something in response, Steve grabbed your hand and led you to his car, waving a thank you to Eddie. He threw your book bag in his backseat, and helped you into the passenger side. He got in the drivers side, and started the car.

As he drove to your house, he grabbed your hand, rubbing small circles into the back of your palm. He knew you needed to be home to be able to really talk about how you were feeling.

Rain started to patter over his windshield as he pulled into your driveway, shutting of his car. Wordlessly, the two of you walked inside, not being bothered by the rain.

No one was in your house except for mews, who greeted you at the door. You picked up the cat, holding her close to your chest, her presence comforting you. You let her down by your feet as you pulled off your shoes. Steve did the same, then asked, “Would you like some tea sweetheart?”

“Yeah, earl grey please.” You said as he started the kettle. He pulled out your favorite mug, and a tea bag. He poured the steaming water into your mug, and walked up to you, placing it in your hands.

“Can we go to my room?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend.

“Yes, of course.” He followed you into your room. You sat down on the bed, placing your tea your bedside table, while Steve sat next to you.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong?” He whispered, turning your chin so his eyes met yours. His look was soft and concerned.

His soft tone and words made tears prick the inner corners of your eyes, teetering over the edge. One fell over, and then the rest did. Steve noticed and quickly pulled you into his chest, “Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay baby.” He held you close and rocked you back and forth a little, soothing you. He rubbed your back over your soft cotton T-shirt to comfort you.

After calming down a bit, you pulled away from his grasp and looked up at him.

“Uhm, today during lunch I was just sitting with Eddie and Jason came up to our table.” His look hardened at the mention of Jason’s name.

“He started to just tease me and Eddie, and then he just focused on me. He said I was ugly and annoying and that you shouldn’t be with me and, god it was just horrible.” You whispered, barely forcing the words out.

“And, I don’t know I guess I just got really insecure and was just thinking that maybe you shouldn’t be with me cause I’m a freak, er, I don’t know nevermind, sorry.”

A few more tears escaped your eyes as you finished. Steve looked at you with a look you couldn’t figure out. You always could tell what he was feeling through his eyes, but you couldn’t now.

He spoke up.

“Y/n. You are the most kind, smart, selfless, beautiful person I know. I love you so so much. You mean the absolute world to me. And if some bully tries to put you down because he can’t be himself than that’s on him. I am so sorry he said that to you but you cannot let yourself believe him. He is so wrong.”

He grabbed you, and he laid back with you on his chest.

“I don’t care what anyone in this town says about our relationship, I am so In love with you. And- and if no one else can appreciate you the way I can then you cannot let yourself believe them when they lie about you.” He sighed.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you Henderson. I’ll even take your last name I don’t care.”

You started crying again, but this time not out of sadness. Steve thought it was, and got nervous.

“I’m sorry was that too much? God I’m so stupid-“

“No. Steve.” You interrupted, sitting up and looking at him.

“I’m just so lucky to have you. I love too, so much Steve. Thank you for just being there for me when I’m feeling like this. And for the record I feel the same, I want to be with you forever.”

He smiled and kissed your lips softly, and pulled away, looking at you.

You pulled him back in for a more passionate kiss, trying to pour all your love for him in one kiss.

He pulled away, and smiled.

“Okay, so how about we spend the rest of the day watching Star Wars and eating shitty food?” He suggested.

“Please. And cuddles.” You added.

“Yes, and cuddles.” He responded as he picked you up, and brought you downstairs, ready for a night of comfort .

#steve harrington x you #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things steve #Steve Harrington #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #Steve Harrington Fluff #steve harrington comfort #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x henderson!oc

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imreallyloveleee · 5 months

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ok i've finally started season 6 of better call saul (ahhhHHHHHH) so there's no better time than the present for me to vomit out all of my thoughts and feelings on this show thus far

first of all, i already want to start rewatching this show, like, right now, before i even finish it. unreal

my biggest complaint at this point is that i feel they lost the plot with Mike a bit in s5. his is a trickier needle to thread than jimmy's, i think - there's less daylight between parking attendant mike and stone cold fixer mike than there is between jimmy mcgill and saul goodman. but i'm just not convinced that this guy would agree to work for gus fring long-term. i guess we're supposed to believe that the guilt he feels, blaming himself for getting his son killed and depriving kaylee of a dad in the process, is SO overwhelming that he'll willingly do these terrible things so he can "pay her back" with this massive nest egg he plans to build up. but like...this is a conclusion i'm coming to by sitting here overthinking about it, not a conclusion that i feel is coming organically from the show. something just feels off. and i don't think it's intentional, i think they just missed the mark. that said, i liked his "bad choice road" speech to jimmy a lot at the end of the season.

speaking of kaylee, oh my god the scenes with her are goddamn annoying, and the scenes with her mom are even worse. i honestly feel bad for the woman, she's probably not even that bad of an actor but on a show overflowing with people at the absolute top of their game she really stands out as a weak link.

NACHITO 😭 i know he's not gonna make it out of here alive. poor guy. he just really loves his dad!!!!!!!!

Lalo is such a FANTASTIC addition tho. it's so hard to add a compelling character this late in the game but he's so charismatic he even makes me hate Hector Salamanca scenes like 80% less

I could have done with less Gus Fring on this show in general. he was incredible on BrBa, but he just...doesn't need to be fleshed out more? and he kind of isn't, he's just around a lot? idk, but i'll take this as an opportunity to share that one time i saw Giancarlo Esposito wearing a black cowboy hat and buying a package of raw chicken at Whole Foods in Austin TX like 9 years ago

ok now onto the lawyer-y side of things. in contrast to Mike's story, I think Jimmy/Saul's is pretty much pitch perfect. i believe his decisions, i believe his hesitations, i believe the push and pull.

(sidenote just remembered i also deeply hate the salamanca twins, always have always will, on BrBa they always felt like some lame reddit bro's idea of a "badass villain" they're just so flat and boring and i wish they weren't in this show either ugh)

anyway back to Jimmy - obviously, this show would not work whatsoever if Jimmy didn't work as a character, but it's still like, HOLY SHIT do they make him work. he's so tragic, you just KNOW that he could be better and you want him to be better and you know he wants to be better but: he can't. he won't. we know where this story is heading. and at his core he will always be this boy who really really really loved his big brother and never felt that love returned and never will and now i'm going to cry just thinking about the fucking scummy lawyer from breaking bad oh my goddddd

finally: kim. kim. KIM. having only watched 6x01 at this point - i feel like i've only barely scratched the surface on understanding who this character is. i don't know what to say, but i just rewatched this scene and it's maybe my favorite thing i've ever seen, with the exception of like 8 other kim scenes (most of which consist of her dressing down an idiot man, her boyfriend included)

JIMMY AND KIM FOREVER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and if you're wondering if i'm having Fic Thoughts, the answer is yes, yes i am

p.s. i've been listening to some of the insider podcast episodes and my GOD what a breath of fresh air to listen to peter gould and vince gilligan after being an unwilling prisoner of roberto aguirre sacasa for 7 goddamn years

#better call saul #honestly this is maybe like 15% of my thoughts and feelings but i'm going to end it there

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onyourhyuck · 2 years

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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐊ᵃ𝐫𝐦𝐚. | Season 2

synopsis; park areum is a journalist who happens to get her life involved with the mafia leader war and havoc, lee jeno. areum’s brother was kidnapped by the japanese mafia na yuta and areum was able to successfully get jisung back— however with a price that she betrays lee jeno by selling out important information of his base whereabouts. it’s been a year ever since that day and areum happens to get involved in the mafia world again.

warning: mafia au/theme, thriller, action, romance, smut!!, lots of fighting here and mentions of blood, park areum is a bad bitch ykyk, dreamies are here for plot, love triangle!!!!, angst.. massive angst, death mentions of characters, alcohol mention, guns mention, switch!areum, switch Jeno!, rough kissing, gripping, degrading, praising, love scenes, unprotected seggs [wrap your willys sons pls, use it 😃], slowburn romance, prepare for a long ass ride.JEALOUSY, Exhibitionist scenes (almost caught etc) semi public scenes with sexual tension. PLOT TWISTS AND CLIFFHANGERS <3 THIS IS SEASON 2, CHECK SEASON 1 OUT BEFORE READING THIS SEASON PLSSSS.

PART 11 / 25. PART 12 LINK.

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areum locked in jeno’s room really haven’t helped the situation, trapped in her lover’s room who is no longer with her. the young woman staying in the curled up ball on the bed, taking in jeno’s last scent on the bedsheets, pillows and duvet. it’s ridiculous how many things remind her of jeno right now.

the bed they have shared slept on, the time areum snuck in to get information but extremely half failed and half succeeded. waking up to jeno’s muscular back every morning when she was his secretary.

the door knob opening to reveal a man standing still, watching areum with full attention on her as he approached forward, closing the door again tightly. areum turns around so jaemin was facing the back and not her face anymore. he sits on the edge of the bed head hung low, biting the inner cheeks.

areum’s cries increased even more when facing jaemin like this. she knows how bad it must be for the boy, not only has he lost nayoung his life saviour and girlfriend, he now has lost his brother figure, best friend and life saviour. she was crying on jaemin’s behalf because knowing jaemin, he is holding back from his own emotions.

the man is most likely checking up on areum than himself, he is rather more worried about someone else than his own well being.

“areum…can you please look at me?” the deep voice finally broke the silence, areum shaking the head as she stayed still not sparing a single glance. jaemin patiently looks away, gathering something from within his pocket.

something he found in areum’s own house, that needs to be addressed.

jaemin pulling his hand forward dropping the long length stick. “are you pregnant?” areum never felt a hard choking sob come out in response, she can’t believe she’s pregnant and jeno isn’t here to know. jaemin saw areum finally turn around facing him, Red nose, rosey cheeks, swollen eyes from the harsh crying.

he grips the test tightly. “areum, are you?” he asked again, he needs reassurance at least. areum deeply inhales, “i am.”

somehow this situation kept getting worse and worse in jaemin’s head. he doesn’t hate that areum is pregnant, he dislikes how badly it’s been introduced to him. the child won’t be able to know who his own father is and jaemin wasn’t happy about that. areum was met with jaemin standing up, bowing in front of areum in a ball shape.

she sits up watching jaemin half confused, then realised why he’s done this. jaemin let out a tiny sob, hitting the ground a few times. areum pursing a blank expression with curved eyes. he was hiding himself from showing emotions, he knew that he has to. if a leader shows a sign of weakness no one will feel safe and reassured about this damn war.

“i’m sorry areum..I’m really sorry, i couldn’t protect him.”

jaemin wondered how could jeno live and deal with this? not show a doubt, fear, sadness and angry? jaemin isn’t built for this. areum crawls on the floor in front of the crying boy, lifting jaemin up to face her.

hands curling on his jawline as she brings herself to hug the man, jaemin sinking into her neck with the wet tears pouring out. areum tightly embracing jaemin as well crying together. “don’t apologise, don’t…it’s not your fault, jaemin.”

these words she told him were something the brain believed but the heart did not. jaemin’s heart will always be indulged in the horrible guilt he is feeling.

areum sighs out with a sniffle. “let’s avenge jeno, jaemin.”

he pulls away from areum facing the woman who has a serious and cold expression. she wishes to destroy nakamoto yuta. hands held areum’s tightly, jaemin looking at areum back. “i don’t want you involved anymore areum.”

“i need to avenge him.” areum protested forward tightly squeezing jaemin’s hands. “i need to do something to feel at peace with his death…jaemin please. let me be.”

his teeth tremble as his lips went dry. seeing the desperation on areum to feel closure and clarity, it’s as if she won’t feel at peace if yuta is thriving. jaemin shaking his head at the woman. “you’re pregnant areum..it’s dangerous.”

she looks down hearing the words. “please.” nothing more came out of jaemin as he stood up, pulling areum softly back on her feet with him. she was then brought into a tight hug, jaemin holding areum’s head into his chest. “i promise to do it for you, i’ll avenge him.”

areum slowly nods, but was she going to let jaemin have all the fun? no, she wants to make yuta suffer as much as he’s making everyone else.

the door opens in ajar position, revealing a shy tall younger boy with a tan man next to him with the most annoyed expression.

areum and jaemin pull away looking the same way to the door, her eyes widening and lips dropping. “jisung-ah.”

jisung was quick to run towards areum tightly hugging her, seeing his sister all flushed and in pain emotionally wasn’t something he wants her to feel like. haechan standing in the doorframe hiding the tears he was streaming down earlier, he wouldn’t want to show that he cried like a little bitch.

“noona I’m so sorry, i-” jisung’s face was clasped by areum’s hands tightly as she sternly spoke. “don’t apologise, you’re not at fault. what are you doing here by the way?”

jisung first pulls away looking at jaemin the man next to them. “jaemin hyung saved me from the gang intruding our home.”

areum wide gapes forward. “are you okay? not hurt?” jisung nods. haechan coming closer as jaemin sighs. “he will stay here with you at all costs.”

“yeah but please make him understand that we don’t have consoles and games for him to play, does he think we are some magical willy wonker factory?” haechan grumbles, jisung glaring down at the shorter older male.

jaemin and areum shaking heads in unison. jisung rolling his eyes, “willy wonker is a chocolate factory dumbass.”

“yah, I’m older than you. how dare you cuss me out.” haechan scolds forward, jisung looking down at the boy again. Haechan was first to look away, glancing to areum. “can you tell him not to look at me at a 90° angle, I feel like I’m the one being shouted at.”

Haechan loudly exclaims his gasps, as the woman in front of him explained the situation. jisung’s lips fell from his face, or that’s how he felt, his face going pale by the news.

“you’re pregnant?” haechan approaching his best friend, looking at the stomach area. “yah, don’t play around. areum-” areum sighs out, “I’m not playing, I’m serious!”

the abrupt shouting from areum made haechan flinch into silence, immediately shutting up. “okay sorry! i just, are you okay?” somehow hyuck is being extremely cautious with this news, areum looking down with her hands locked over the other.

thumb caressing the jean fabric with hanging depressed lips. haechan mentally cursed himself, he never knew areum was hurting more than he thought. his body sits next to areum again, areum immediately resting the forehead on his shoulder as the sobs reconfigured once again.

haechan inhaling a shaky breathe, patting areum comfortingly. jisung lightly comforting his older sister as well, though he lets the older male do what he needed to do.

“noona it will be okay, we are here for you.” jisung mutters words of encouragement. areum humming lightly, sobs stopping for now but knowing the future with a predicament, those tears will happen again.

“jisung’s right, you have everyone behind you. jeno would want you under our care and respect.” haechan trails with honesty, areum lifting her head up, jisung lapping his hands interlocking them with areum.

footsteps echoing, renjun with a tray of two full tea cups was seen. renjun carefully lifting one cup to areum, the woman took the unexpected gesture without a complaint. “this tea is good for pregnancy, i hope you know that I’m under your service.” renjun said, bowing his head to the woman. jisung took the second tea, drinking it.

the moment the bitter liquor hit the back of his throat and sensitive tastebuds on the scorching warmth, he choked slightly putting the tea back down. renjun eyeing the younger boy with eyebrow raised, “not a fan?”

jisung shyly nods. “not my cup of tea.” he mutters. areum sipping the same tea in her cup, she hums with slight delight. “it’s sweet.”

haechan gawks at renjun with a sting eye. “where’s my tea?” renjun smirking with arms crossed, “god gave you hands, use it.”

seeing the Chinese man leave, hyuck mockingly mimicking the male who left the scene. “god gave you hands, use it— my fucking ass.” haechan spat shaking his head.

“i have a slight question,” jisung would ask and haechan watching the boy with full attention. “what is it?” hyuck said.

“do you have chips i can eat?” jisung said with a smile. Haechan watching the boy with a ‘you better be joking’ look. the tan boy exhales, “listen kid, do you think we are some damn restaurant?”

jisung pouts looking at areum with absolute wide puppy eyes, areum taking notice she glances to haechan with warning eyes; that he better start listening to jisung. “noona I want chips.” haechan’s ears perking down with disappointment and glare at jisung. “fine! just because areum scares me.”

the brunette boy cheers as the tan boy sighs out. jaemin joining the conversation midway with a large paper list of items with price ranges and a stack of money in front of haechan. the man in the suit would have six eyes on him from the three people.

“make sure to get these things too.” jaemin points out, hyuck taking the list as he read out loud. “vegetables, fruits, pregnancy nausea pills, blankets, first aid kits, body pillow…- jaemin am i some maid?” he’d whine stopping midway the first items, there is like thirty more ahead. areum sighing, “you don’t need to buy pregnancy items for me—”

he gave areum a glance. “I do. Get it done lee haechan, you can have jisung tagging alone.” jaemin said lastly before walking away. jisung sighing, “man I don’t really want to go with…him.” jisung said slowly.

Haechan scoffing, “as if i wanna go with you either.”

areum shaking her head. “you need to get along, don’t kill each other. i’m going to take a shower.” she announced leaving the two, perhaps a bath would be more relaxing and de-stressing for her?

Haechan huffs trailing in the supermarket with a large trolley moving behind with jisung controlling it relentlessly. the older male stops with the large list jaemin made.

“vegetables.” haechan sighs out, holding a packet of tomatoes and cucumbers, jisung watching the trolley cart when he threw in the veggies. jisung looks around, finding ice cream aisle, the taller goes away without haechan’a knowledge who was busy gathering other vegetables such as cabbage and onion.

jisung came back with an ice cream box putting it in the trolley, haechan looking back at placing the onion down. his eyes noticing the ice cream he picks it up pointing it to jisung. “put it back, now.” he’d demand.

“no, i want ice cream.” the brunette scowls. hyuck holding one hand on the hips, as if he were a stressed mother with a child right now. “yah, park jisung.” he whispers when a few people watched them argue in disagreement. “people are watching, put it back, do not make a scene.” hyuck whisper shouts.

jisung smirking, “no. I’ll tell areum!” haechan’s jaw splits open, dropping the ice cream box down. this is his own money too, he’s not exactly rich either. “this is why I’m never having kids.” hyuck mumbles under his frustration grabbing the trolley and pulling it into the next aisle where he will buy the rest needed items.

the older swore he was babysitting a child not grocery shopping. jisung pushing the trolley forward with a run as he then cling on it, swinging the feet off the air, letting the cart simply roll forward. Haechan tugging the pregnancy pillows and extra blankets low in his hands, staring at the sight of jisung pushing in junk food: chips, chocolate, cup of noddles.

by the time the two were done shopping the cart was almost fully filled to the top and haechan sighs in relief when the final item was scanned in. the teenage cashier turns to the tan male with a short smile, “that would be 300.”

it’s as if the soul was sucked out of his body. Haechan giving a fake smile. “haha what? how much sorry, i think i misheard…”

the cashier looking back to the desk then to the customer again. “that would be 300 sir.”

‘park jisung you’re dead meat.’ haechan grimly thought, the cashier was given the card from the man with his own pocket money. being under the mafia really doesn’t pay that much, believe it or not.

jisung saw with a satisfied smile outside the trolley coming out of the market as haechan pushed it to the younger boy harshly, mumbling his words. “tell me why I’m a broke ass bitch now?”

the younger boy opening the chip packet, munching loudly due to its crispy texture and salty grain taste. “thanks hyung!”

“oh so now you call me hyung!” haechan shot back, putting the bags into the back of the car, jisung getting inside the front passenger seat widely happily that his cravings were meeting ends. hyuck sighing, “don’t call me hyung.” he told when he sat next to jisung, putting the seatbelt on the waist as his hand pushes the car keys in.

the car engine starting up with rustic metallic sounds, jisung humming happily.

at least jisung will never ask him again for chip packets. Haechan hopes anyways .

areum’s spine relaxing down the expensive marble white bathtub belonging to jeno’s large rich bathroom. sinking into the warmth of the bubbly bursting water, skin covered in it as if it were a blanket tucking her inside. de-stressing the worry along with tension, areum’s hair would go shade darker once the element water comes forward.

the wet hair dripping once she comes up into the surface, exhaling out a breathe that she held under the scented rose petal water. candles set on the edge of the bathtub and open window looking over the dark night city life.

eyelashes wet in large clump chunks, areum wiping forward regaining conscious sight as her head shifts to the large open window. the knees slowly curve up to the exposed nude chest, arms wrapping onto them tightly. hugging herself, somehow hoping her tears would be camouflage due to the water dibbling down the side of her face from being under water for too long.

heartbeat racing hardly now, in matter of fact ever since the heartbreaking news, areum felt like her heart stopped beating— like a part of her was gone. strained voice creaks. “jeno… you can’t be dead.”

the arms squeeze the knees together, face turning in the knees digging in the dark space of coverage.

areum refuses to believe he is dead without seeing the body.

swoosh, swoosh…

eyes opening with slight rust on the eyelashes stuck to the skin, a painful sound of bones cracking out of place and back in, the unfamiliar harsh windy breeze hitting past the half broken shut windows. sight of outside lamps indoors were seen hanging by the low ceiling.

the man sat up half confused. the top was off, the muscular body with old white scars across the chest, bruises and white glory milk define abs with v shaped strong back arched revealed, a soft silk bandage wrapping around the right side of the shoulder and collarbone area down to the waist diagonally.

the crust half blue-white lips groan in sudden pain when remembering what had happened, recollecting the traumatic event as well as the shoulder hurting in pain at the same time; as if his thoughts were stimulated by the physical pain too.

“you woke up young man, you’re very lucky we found you.” the familiar face man spoke out, eyes shifting slowly to open round&round.

his deep voice that sounded ill but at the same time almost gone with its vocal due to the impact of the cold ocean suffocating the insides by drowning the throat. “mr Kim..?”

“you remembered me.” mr Kim lightly joked forward walking, jeno looking around. “how did you find me?”

“I was sailing and happened to find you shot. how did this happen, jeno? you could’ve drowned if i didn’t see you.”

the man’s voice was comforting to jeno’s ears, the man sighing out; that’s right he was shot off guarded by yuta, the bastard luckily missed a vital. the water was a nasty killer ready to eat jeno up but thankfully the old man was able to save him.

jeno bows his head down. “thank you so much for saving me. i owe you my life.”

“don’t worry, I’m glad you’re safe. you should call me doyoung instead, we met a year ago.” doyoung trails, handing jeno a plain white shirt. “my wife is expecting me at the cabin tomorrow, why don’t you explain the situation as we head back?”

at first the younger was cautious what to say, but it really cannot be helped when he was shot badly. jeno lightly chuckles, “are you sure you can handle it, hyung?”

doyoung gave a smirk. “trust me im intrigued now. i never removed a bullet in my life, but now i have!” Jeno scoffs friendly manner, “very well.”

guess it wouldn’t hurt to open up to an old friend right?

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MASTERLINK FOR HIS KARMA.

@onyourhyuck please refer from copyrighting and plagiarising my work!

🫶🏻 new character unlocked from season 1: Kim doyoung~~

😃 pls not at haechan and jisung having a rivalry sibling dynamic.

I guess only chapter 11 will be released today 😭 i ended up being half busy so I couldn’t continue writing chapter 12! Sorry!!

#nct fanfiction #nct smut #nct x reader #jeno smut #nct series #his karma #his karma season two

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cwritesforfun · 2 years

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Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Hurt

Rafe always calls you if he’s in a bad place and you always drop everything to help him out.

Y/N = Your Name

** I do not own the Outer Banks characters or plot

Y/N’s POV

I finish hugging my friends and I get into my car. They are all going out to a club after this, but I want to go home to my dog.

I hear my phone ringing and I answer it. It’s Rafe.

“Rafe?” “Hey Y/N. Um... I need you to pick me up.” “Of course. Where are you?” “The Boneyard. I was with friends, but I want to go home.” “Ok, I’ll be there in 15. Sit tight.” “Ok.”

I pull up to the Boneyard and look for Rafe. I then see Rafe sitting on the curb holding his stomach.

I park my car and get out. I run up to Rafe and kneel in front of him.

I ask “Hey Rafe. What happened? Are you okay?” Rafe sees me, takes my hands, and asks “Can we go?” I nod and stand up. He holds one of my hands and we go to my car.

Once I get in my car, I ask “Want to spend the night?” Rafe answers “Yes please.”

I drive us to my family’s home. My mom and stepdad are out of town this week to visit some friends from high school. My brother gets off work at 2 am and he’ll be home tonight too. I have a dog named Kip, and I love him wholeheartedly.

Rafe and I get out of my car then we head inside. Kip jumps up from his bed and runs up to us. I pick Kip up and we walk to my bedroom.

Rafe collapses on my bed and asks “Were you out before this? Did I interrupt you having a night out?” Kip jumps down from my arms and jumps into his bed. I answer “My friends and I had just finished dinner. I was heading home when you called.” He asks “Are you sure? You really weren’t about to go out?” I sit next to him and say “No I was not going out. I was invited, but I wanted to see Kip.” He says “I feel like you sacrifice so much for me.” I reply “I don’t, Rafe. Besides, I like being the one you call when you need something.” Rafe sits quietly for a second and I ruffle his hair. He sniffles a little and I give him a big hug.

After hugging for a few minutes, I ask “So what’s going on in that head of yours?” Rafe answers “I hurt people, Y/N. It’s all I’m good at. I wish I could make a wish and become a better person. I know I can’t. You’ve seen how I was raised. I was raised by a manipulative man who has never once cared for me yet I so desperately want his love. He took away my car because I haven’t been helping him out as much as he wants me to. I got a ride with Topper and felt so stupid. I also didn’t love to hear how successful all of my friends are and me, I couldn’t say anything. My sisters are even scared of me and barely want anything to do with me. When was the last time I hung out with them and they were happy about it? It must have been years...All I do is hurt people. I don’t want to hurt you anymore. I can see how little of a life you have with me in it.” I reply “Rafe, you are a good person. You help Wheezie all the time and you are always kind to my family. You make me laugh and smile when I’ve had a bad day. You’re there for me when I need someone to be there for me. I appreciate you, Rafe.” He tears up a little and I whisper “Shhh I’m here” before I hug him tightly.

Rafe continues to cry for a while. This must have been weighing him down a lot today.

I hear Rafe say “I’m mainly sorry because I started to care for you somewhere along the way.” I reply “I care about you too.” Rafe pulls away from the hug and says “I don’t just care about you as a friend. I care about you in like a romantic date way.” I reply “I care about you in a romantic date way too.” He laughs and says “You’re lying. I can tell.” I laugh and say “No I’m not.” He shakes his head laughing.

I move to straddle Rafe on the bed and I kiss him on the cheek then say “I care about you a lot.” I kiss him on the other cheek and say “And I think you’re an amazing person.” I kiss him on the forehead and say “I’m always here for you no matter what.” I then hover my lips over his and ask “Wanna kiss?” He answers “I thought you’d never ask.”

#outer banks imagines #rafe outer banks #outer banks #rafe fic #rafe imagine #rafe fanfiction #rafe x y/n #rafe x reader #rafe x you

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casspurrjoybell-17 · 2 years

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HEART'S BLOOD - CHAPTER 17

*Warning: Adult Content*

The Spring Lakes Public Library stands at one end of a wide, open park of well-tended lawn, stately maples and winding footpaths.

There are benches under the trees, several fountains and a interpretive trail dedicated to the local native tribes.

A group of school-children are walking the trail as Julian Hart passes, laughing and chattering as they straggle along behind their guide.

Two of them, who appear to be twins, look over and point at him, giggling. He looks away and quickens his pace.

Kids make him nervous.

Despite the unusual amount of children, it’s a peaceful, quiet place and as he walks towards the library he thinks it’s hard to imagine, that somewhere in this city, a monster lies in wait.

Under the bright sun and the warm breeze the horror that he had seen the night before seems like a bad dream than something real.

And yet the blood on Dane and Julian’s clothes when he had started the wash this morning had been proof enough that it was very real indeed.

Thinking of Dane makes him remember what else had happened the night before and his pulse quickens.

That too had seems a little unreal.

Julian: ‘I mean, what are the chances that a really hot, surprisingly gentle man would land in my life and fall in love with me at first sight. Or, for that matter, turn out to be a werewolf. Maybe I’m like my dad after all and I’ve finally lost my mind. He’d been about my age when he first got sick and there are a lot of similarities between us, starting with the unusual violet eyes. If his madness had been something genetic, then I’m done for.’

These thoughts sent shivers of unease through Julian, so he turns his thoughts elsewhere.

It’s a little after eleven and the library is quiet.

He heads straight for the reference desk and the young woman who sits behind it.

She’s working busily on her computer, a slight frown pulling at the corner of her full mouth and a little line of concentration between her perfectly shaped brows.

She’s wearing a daffodil-yellow dress that complements her cocoa-powder skin and a matching headband keeps her exuberant hair from overwhelming her fine featured face.

She looks up as Julian approaches and grins, showing even, white teeth.

If she wasn’t a librarian she could have been a model.

“Julian,” she exclaims loudly, jumping of her raised chair to come around the desk to hug her best friend.

“How have you been, baby doll?”

She had been calling him that since they had first met because she is a few years older and she thinks his weirdly pale face makes him look like a porcelain doll.

Personally, Julian thinks dolls are creepy as hell and he’s rather not be compared to one but whatever.

“Hi, Gracie,” Julian replies, returning her embrace.

“Where have you been, you freak? You haven’t replied to my texts in about two weeks. What’s wrong with you?”

While the first murder, the death of a pretty young white girl, had been splashed all over the newspapers, the two subsequent victims had been given less attention.

As problematic as that may be, it had a least allowed Chief Coleridge to keep the term serial killer’out of the news and it didn’t surprise Julian that Grace was unaware of Bertha’s demise.

“Can you take a break,” he asks.

He doesn’t think he can tell her everything without crying and he’s had enough of crying in the High School Library to last him a life time.’

“Sure,” she says, frowning at him.

“Is everything okay?”

“No, not really,” he confesses.

“I need a favour from you.”

A few minutes later Grace and Julian cross the street and grab a cup of coffee from a near by food truck.

When they find a bench in the park, he catches her up as quickly as he can.

By the time he has finished talking, she is clearly struggling with the desire to comfort her best friend and the desire to rip his head off for not telling her any of this sooner.

“Shit, Julian,” she says, looking across the park and wipes the pads of her thumbs under her eyes.

“Why the hell am I only hearing about this now?”

“I’m sorry,” he says.

“I’ve been busy and I didn’t want to bother you with my problems.”

“Your problems?” she gasps at him.

“A flat tire is a problem. The store been out of your favorite fizzy drink is a problem. This is more. Shit, Julian. Your friend got murdered. You are on some psycho-killer’s hit list and...”

Grace stops for emphasis and Julian sees a little hint of a smile at the corner of her lips.

“There is a hot man literally after your ass. Why the hell wouldn’t I want to know that.”

“Sorry,” he says again, trying to keep his own smile carefully suppressed.

“I though you didn’t care for hot men.”

Now that he thinks about it, it’s sort of odd that Grace and he are friends.

She’s a born sceptic, only reads non-fiction, enjoys loud music and crowds and she likes girls. In other words, they are complete opposites.

“I do like hot men when I find out they are getting it on with a sweet thing like you,” she says, smirking.

“Speaking of, tell me more about this Detective Dane Hunter. Are you two...” she adds, making a rude gesture with her hands.

“Grace. God. No. Well, yes. Sort of. It’s complicated,” Julian confesses, looking around the library to make sure there are no small children around.

He’s never told Grace the full story about his relationship with Ian Foley, though she does know something happened to put him off the dating scene for the past year.

And he’s not about to bring it up now.

As for the rest, the whole werewolves and what-not, he wouldn’t even know where to begin.

Grace still refuses to believe in his abilities are more than just his sensitive nature and his hyper-observation.’

“Fine. Don’t tell me,” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and lifting her chin.

To distract Grace from his life, Julian asks about hers.

He has learned two things that his best friend can talk about all day.

One is girls and the other is the current drama going on in the library. It always sees like such a quiet place to Julian but Grace’s stories make it sound like a mix between a horror movie and a stoner film.

She had just finished telling him about how someone had put a dead skunk in the book drop-off the week before when her watch buzzes to let her know her break is over.

As they walk back Julian asks Grace for the favor that he was there for in the first place.

“Detective Hunter thinks there is a weird angle to these murders,” Julian starts.

“Have you ever heard of skin-walkers?”

“Yes, duh.”

Julian is not surprised. Grace may be a sceptic but she watches every supernatural and paranormal T.V. show there is.

She even has a tattoo from one of them.

“Could you do some research for me? Especially anything about psychic abilities and consuming body parts.”

“Sure. Just fill in the reference question form from the desk. That way I can count it as work.”

Julian does this, putting as much detail on the form that he dare, then he hugs Grace goodbye after promising to let her take him out to some club in return for the favour.

He is sure she has a sadistic streak that likes watching him suffer.

It’s a little bit to early for lunch and Julian is not that hungry anyway.

On the other hand he feels restless and since he has his gear with him, decides to hit a trail and go for a run.

He doesn’t want to run the park trails and he promised Dane he would keep out of the woods.

He doesn’t have to convince Julian after what they saw last night.

So he goes for a compromise.

There is a golf course on the north side of town, with a tangle of winding trails for the golf carts.

Starting with the outermost one of these trails, he runs a loop of about five miles, then returns to his car, a little over an hour later.

As he stretches and cools down, he sees a flash of red and turns to see a suspicious familiar truck pulling out of the parking lot and speeding away.

He can’t be sure but he’d bet good money it was Ian Foley’s red truck and why would he be out here at the golf course?

He doesn’t play golf and he doesn’t exercise outdoors.

Spurring into action out of anger, Julian jumps into his car and follows him.

His cute blue VW beetle-bug is slow but he has a fair idea where Ian is headed.

Sure enough, when the young psychic pulls up at the construction site on the edge of town, he sees Ian stepping out of his vehicle.

Julian parks outside the fenced-off area and then gets out.

“Ian,” he yells, leaning against the chain-link fence.

“Get the fuck over here.”

Ian looks towards Julian and stops short, brushing his hands through his auburn hair and sighs.

He walks towards Julian with a decided guilty hunch to his shoulders.

“What the fuck are you doing? Are you stalking me now?”

“Shit, no.” Ian says, having the decency to look embarrassed.

“I’m worried about you... like I said. I didn’t think you would see me,” Ian says, which doesn’t help to lesson the creepy stalker vibe for Julian.

“Look. Can we go somewhere and talk? Please?”

Julian scowls at him.

“The only way I’m talking to you is like this, with a nice chain-link fence between us.”

“God. Fuck. You’re impossible,” Ian says, turning away and lacing his fingers together at the back of his head. he talks a deep breath then turns back to Julian.

“What does it take for you to fucking listen to me?”

Julian looks at Ian in disbelief.

He just doesn’t get it.

Maybe he can’t.

“Ian. Listen. I’ll make you a deal. Okay?” Julian says calmly and softly, keeping the anger out of his voice.

“I’ll meet you for dinner, at that pizza place that you like, when you get off work today and I’ll listen to anything that you have to say. But you have to promise me that once I do, you’ll leave me alone. Okay? For good this time.”

“Alright. If that’s what you want,” he tells Julian.

“I get off at five. I’ll met you at the Pizza restaurant then.”

Julian nods, walks back to his car and then drives away without a backward glance.

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bageltime3 · 11 months

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exactly as written when i was very drunk at an event, along the adventure of running away from the people, mostly sitting in a back room to hide, hoping someone would come find me, no one did(tw: everything?):

no one is ever going to be there for you, no one cares about you,

there is virtually no point in reaching out,

it does nothing other than expose other people to your weaknesses,

nothing is worth it

i’m again missing a major moment, i don’t care, im sad

i’m so so sad

i just want to die,

i just want some peace

i just want this feeling to go away, i want to be left alone, please leave me alone,

i just got a superlative, i want to bang a brick into my head as many times as needed till my brain matter splatters all over the linen

i just won a second superlative

ruth and charlie’s patter is awful

i don’t care, i want to die

i want to die

i just want to die

let me lie in peace

nothing matters, nothing has ever mattered to you

i should be there, it’s better if i’m not though, they don’t want me here

i’m going to cry in front of my mom

i don’t know what to do, i don’t know how to hold on, someone please help me

my mouth tastes bad

i hear everything, i see nothing

i want to die

there’s a mosquito in here

there are bugs crawling under my skin

i wonder if anyone noticed, i wonder if anyone cares, i wonder if anyone’s worried, they’re not, i know they’re not, i can hear them

i just want to die

as soon as i stop typing, everything goes bad,

everything is the worst

no body wants me here, if i left, no one would notice,

everything is the worst,

i want desperately, more than anything for someone to find me, i want someone to have come looking for me, i want someone to have cared

i want to slam my head against a brick wall

something is seriously wrong with me,

i’m a waste of space, none of this matters,

everyone would be happier if i were dead, if i weren’t around anymore

i’m not going to go to the party tomorrow, it’ll be a nightmare,

tell everyone you’re going though, see if they’ll message to ask where you are

i’m an atomic bomb

i’m a catastrophe waiting to happen

i want to die

i don’t know how i’ll get out of this situation to be honest,

i want to put my regular clothes on and sit in the coaches office

is it raining?

do you think it’s raining

i’m going to relapse

i need to brush my teeth

-get up

-walk out as inconspicuously as possible

-only speak if spoken to

-get to change room

-put on clothes

-brush teeth

-get key

-go into coaches office

-text mom to pick me up

-wait

-don’t cry

whatever you do, don’t cry, don’t ever cry

you’re not a pussy, remember that

i want to die, it’s unbearable

and yet still, no body cares

this dress has left my chest sore,

i haven’t really eaten today, i wanted to look skinny, i am skinny but never enough

never good enough for anything

i’m so tired

tired of it all, i just want to sleep for a year, i need to sleep for a year

there are bugs swarming all around, crawling everywhere, i need to get out of here before the night ends and everyone sees me

who is cheering?

is that real

am i real?

i want to die

my lipstick is rubbing off, am i pretty, do you think that i’m pretty

things are always happening, time is always moving, we can’t stop it, we can never stop it

my shoes glimmer, they’re so beautiful but the pain is almost unbearable

i just wanted to look pretty, i wanted to be beautiful, just for one night, am i insane for thinking it was a possibility?

i just wanted people to notice me

did i not do enough? i didn’t even get a second glance, perhaps it’s impossible for anyone to ever love me, perhaps it’s impossible for me to ever be beautiful, even for just one night

doing an irish goodbye

there’s a man on the phone in the parking lot

i don’t think he’s real

wonger is on the balcony

sitting in my regular spot on the hill

i didn’t brush my teeth

malorie asked if i had a dab pen, god i wish i had one on me

this is my waiting spot

where is my mom

i want to die

i ruined this night for myself, i do this to myself

i need to pee

this post is so beautiful, covered in ivy, i like to look at it, i wish someone looked at me that way

nothing went as planned,

nothing ever goes as planned

but at least i still have my marbles (literally)

i disappeared tonight, i want to disappear every night,

i wonder if anyone will message me later to ask if i’m alright,

i’d be highly surprised if that was the case,

where is my mom, i want my room

someone’s coming downstairs, i don’t recognized them

no one noticed me, no one ever notices me

i’m going to kill myself tonight, maybe

i have nothing better to do

i have no reason to exist anymore

no reason to live but perhaps also no reason to die, isn’t that what camus said?

it’s the weekend tomorrow, my last?

i’m so much more me now that i’m

#art #poem #poetry #death and dying #mental illness #please #help

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 1 year

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320 of 2023

Random Secrets from Others [True or False}

Created by joybucket

I am so sick of people minimizing my assault because it "could have been worse." I wrote my secret on a postcard, but before I got the chance to mail it, I started to feel free. I spy on the babysitter. No one around me knows who I really am or what I do for a living. I am downright ashamed to still be a virgin. Since our affair, I don't think God listens to our prayers. I wish my parents would reach out to me. Sometimes, when I get lonely, I sit in the psych ward parking lot and talk to God. I wonder if I'll still love my son as he gets older. I play the lottery with the hope of being able to afford medication and therapy. I am hiding a secret that would tear my family apart. I hear voices in my head, but I'm too scared to tell anyone. I spend 90% of my free time staring at a screen. I don't understand football. 🏈 It's nice having a drug addict felon for a parent, because you can blame your problems on them, and everyone will believe you! I fell in love with the boy who date-raped me. I pretend to be on the phone with people when I'm in awkward situations. 📱 Every night, while my husband sleeps next to me, I pray that I will one day find my soulmate. I don't Pin unhealthy things on Pinterest, because I don't want my healthy friends to judge me. I shot up heroin in a church bathroom. I still haven't told my father that I have the same disease that killed my mother. I think my song is gay, but he's afraid to tell me. Many times I feel ashamed to be happy. I made a lot of money last year, and I feel like a big failure. I fell for someone who had completely different religious views than me. My revenge on you is having a wonderful life. My friend is bulimic, and I'm scared to confront her about it. I cried myself to sleep every night of our honeymoon. Even though I was raped, I still consider myself a virgin. (I did until I did it with my clear consent) I dream every night of beating the crap out of the woman my husband left me for. Rehab saved my life. The drugs weren't going to kill me...I was going to kill me. Being a social worker helped me realize how much I need to go to therapy. Having a baby has made me really dislike my husband. I'm terrified that I'm going to "come out of the closet" while under anesthesia. I found my soulmate years ago....I married another man. It hurts, but I'll be ok. I wish I wasn't alone in the world. I feel like Paramore's "Ain't it Fun" could be the theme song to my life. Honestly, this past year has been one of the best years of my life. I feel both ashamed and guilty about being an American. 🇺🇸 I was touched inappropriately by a guy at work. I wonder if one day I'm going to hurt as bad as I hurt you. Part of me knows I deserve it. The "no crying at work" rule is killing me. I knew I had COVID and still went to work, because I had bills to pay. I'm glad I caught my husband cheating me, so I could leave him and our loveless marriage with no guilt. I am finally starting to feel like myself again! The worst kind of lonely is the one you feel when you're actually with someone. I never really understood PostSecret, until I wrote one and felt relieved. I go to work every day with a forced smile. It makes me feel better to know that if things get bad enough, I can always kill myself. I've been lying to my family that I'm still a Christian. No one has ever called me their best friend, and I feel silly for being so sad about this. I don't want to die alone. My first lesbian experience was at church camp. My parents disowned me because I denounced their toxic religion. My parents disowned me because I'm a Christian. My parents disowned me when I came out about my sexuality. My parents disowned me when I got pregnant out of wedlock. I pretend to be homophobic. In reality, I'm in the closet and am jealous of those who are out. There's only one difference between me and a calendar: The calendar has dates. I want a husband so bad; it's all I think about. I feel like God made a mistake with me. I stepped down from the worship team at church because I was having sex with my boyfriend. I stick post-it notes in all of the library books I read, hoping someday it will make someone happy. According to Facebook, I have a ton of friends, but every day I eat lunch alone. I said yes to another man because the one I wanted didn't ask me. When I am talking to someone, I am always looking for a way to end the conversation before it gets awkward. I'm a therapist, and I think about suicide nearly every day. I volunteer on our prayer chain so I can get the good gossip fast! My wife makes more money than I do. Every regret I've ever had involved alcohol. 🍷 Isolation will kill me before COVID ever gets a chance. I need more adventure. I take pictures of shoes because they shoe where I have been...it makes me happy! I will never forgive myself for letting my girlfriend get an abortion. I wish I had been a better mother to my children. Shuffle mode is the only spontaneous thing in my life. I only enjoy creating art anonymously, so I won't face criticism. I made a horrible mistake when I married my wife. God is love and love is real.

#survey #bolding survey #themed survey

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skiasurveys · 1 year

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Where did you get the pants you are wearing from? not wearing pants Do you find smoking unattractive? no, but like sometimes seeing a man with a cigar or a cig just looks hot but the actual act..isnt lol Have your parents ever searched your personal belongings? Nope, i dont think so Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol? probably but I would def miss it Is there someone you’ll never forget?

yes

Do you miss someone right now?

Yes. Last time you were on the phone? like a few days ago (if u mean like phone call) Do you get distracted easily? yes i have adhd

Have your parents ever caught you drinking? im an adult so Do you think flirting is cheating? yeah

Do you hate the last girl, other than family, you had a conversation with? no

Who was the last person you sat next to in a car with? Mom Is your room messy or clean? pretty clean except for one pair of shorts on the floor that im too lazy to move rn to put away.

Do you drink tea? not really.

Wish you could be somewhere else right now? yes, but im okay right What are you listening to right now? im watching a movie! Where did you get your last bruise from? i dont know, i always get them randomly. Are you looking forward to anything? the next episode of the last of us. When is the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face? im not sure

Whose house where you last at? Kyras

When someone says ‘we need to talk’, what do you think: i fucked up

Tell me what’s on your mind? school. im tired. Will you be in bed before 11 tonight? physically, yes Do you have a good relationship with your parents? yeah, pretty good How much money did you spend today? None Can you see a cat from where you’re sitting? yes :3 hes right in my lap, under my macbook lol Who was your last text from? my sister What was the last bad thing that happened to your phone? nothing tbh What’s been upsetting you lately? schoooool. im tireddddd Is there anyone getting on your nerves at the moment? nah

Is there a member of the opposite sex on your mind? ummm..yes lmao

Last place you fell asleep other than a bed? couch

Does it take a lot to make you cry? nope, i cry easy

Do you have a dog? no i am allergic Do you like to wear pants? kinda, but i prefer shorts How many people do you trust fully? no one When you’re bored in class, what do you usually do? use my phone lol What’s your favorite color out of these five? Green, Yellow, Blue, Pink: yellow! What was the first thing you said when you woke up today? no idea Do you get 8 hours of sleep everyday? hardly. im lucky if i get 5 Ever like someone older than you? always What’s your favorite amusement park? disneyland

Are you cold at this very moment? nah. kinda warm. Do you prefer people who talk a lot or are quiet? it really depends, i rather people do the talking but it depends where i am Is there someone in your life you wish you never met? connor, alan, almost any man How many hours of sleep do you need to function? like 5

What do you think Avril Lavigne is doing at the moment? i dont know...lol What’s one fear are you most paranoid about? never being happy. always struggling. Have you ran into an old friend recently? nope Have you ever had a song stuck in your head for more than a day? always Could you go a whole year without cursing? nope. Would you rather give up the computer or the TV? tv, i hardly watch tv, and besides now everything u can do on the computer so Have you ever liked someone who had a girl/boyfriend? yeah As of this minute, what is going through your mind? school is rly the only thing, and this movie Does anyone know your password besides you? no Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you? i dont think so Have you ever ridden a horse? Yes. Are you a patient person? i can be, but sometimes im not... Could you go a day without eating? yeah, and i have (not tryna sound cool) but yk Honestly, are things going the way you planned? no..but theyre going better than i expect Are you a forgiving person? No, I wish I was but i just hold onto it. When you shut off your alarm clock, do you tend to fall back asleep? lol yes What is something you disliked about today? I felt sick for the 68588559th time. but that was it.

When’s the last time you had a headache? last week, they were bad. Is there anything that you are craving right now? no What was the first thing you thought of this morning? about how I had class this morning but it ended up getting canceled. What part of your body hurts right now? none, besides my skin feels a little itchy Is there anyone you would like to just appear at your front door right now? oh pedro pascal pls What is something that you realized today? i realized i did my assignment wrong, but I figured it out real fast Is there someone on your mind that shouldn’t be? not rly. Do you remember who your first crush was? I really dont. ive always liked someone but i remember one of them being this kid named Austin Ever walked into the guy’s bathroom? yup Have you ever cried from being so mad? always What’s a word that starts with the third letter of your first name? eagles Do you have a bad temper? i have bpd lol How many wives or husbands do you want? just one...please lmao What’s the closest pink object to you? my waterbottle Do you consider yourself lucky? ..yeah i do actually. Whats on your bedroom floor right now? my bra, sleep shorts and my bag Do you trust anyone? no What’s your favorite color gummy bear? red i think What’s the last movie you saw in the theater? Puss in Boots If you could push one person off of a mountain, who would it be? connor Wish you could be somewhere else right now? kinda What color is your iPod? i dont use it anymore, but it was white What should you be doing right now? nothing Do you like roller coasters? yeah! One famous guy you would marry in an instance? pedro pascal

#surveys #survey

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or-something-better · 1 year

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August 4, 2022

(Nightly RP - Sam wrote it)

Olivia

Mommy Mommy! bounces in back of van! are we there yet???

Alex

Smiles almost princess Turn look over Eileen +Olivia is excited to go park+

Eileen

grin +I’m also excited! it’s been years since I’ve gone to one!+

Olivia

looking out the window excited!

Alex

Arriving the park +I am glad you are here+ Put in park and get out and pick up Skyler

Eileen

+ come on triplets! let’s go pick a shady spot!+

Alex

Princess are you coming out? We are here park Donna

Olivia

hops out of the car and helps get anything can!!!! park park park!

Eileen

I grab the triplets hands and walk over to a shady spot and take a seat in the grass and let the trips go have fun

Olivia

Mommmmmy slides!!! points to the slide and starts to run for them! let’s gooooo

Skyle

yayy Run and follow Olivia and watch her go down. Ready sky go on slide and hold on sky weeeeee that was fun sky giggle

Olivia

puts arms out to catch brother!!! I got you sky!!

Eileen

one of the girls has had a little puke so I begin cleaning them up. just as I finish with that another begins to act a little hungry so I get a bottle for them

Sky

squi squi Run to squirrel

Olivia

Lol bye Sky

Alex

follow hey sky come back don’t chase the squirrel Run and pick him up

Olivia

head for a drink at the drinking fountain! mmmmm yummy!

DB Cooper

dragging the little boy ok ok what did Crowley say I should tell these kids , oh yeah oh yeah looking at the kid shhhhhh see that windowless van? There’s candy in there if your quiet you can have some!

Little Boy

"Let me go! Let me go!" I start to cry

DB Cooper

Shhhh you like candy don’t you?

Little Boy

"I want my mama!"

DB Cooper

Trust me kid, I want your mama too!

Olivia

my eyes see the bad guy pulling the little boy!! hey stop it!!!! I run over!

Little Boy

"Let me gooooo!

Olivia

Let him GO! You bad guy!!!!

Olivia

glaring at the man!

DB Cooper

I’m not so bad once you get to know me, you’re very judgmental.

DB Cooper

glares back

Olivia

glare never faltering she kicks him in the shin! Ha! take that POOPY HEAD!!!!

DB Cooper

Ow you little BRA! Letting the boy go I grab Olivia putting my hand over her mouth and pushing her towards then van

Little Boy

When the bad man lets go, I run to my mom "Mama!!"

Olivia

Mmmmummmummmm tries to fight back!

DB Cooper

tossing Olivia in the van I hop in and start it up speeding off

Alex

Run and scoop him up and carry him and walking to Eileen +Sky having a blast+

Eileen

+he is! he’s so cute. the triplets are being really good. they all had a bottle and everything. where’s Olivia?!+

Alex

Look around she was playing Stand up +Can you watch Skyler+

Mom in the Park

I approach the two moms slowly Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but my son just told me that there was a man over there in the parking lot who was trying to get him into a car. I am almost in tears, and scared My son said that your daughter, yelled at the man and then the man drabbed her and drove off with her in a light blue van of some kind…I’m so so sorry.

Eileen

+I got him+

Mom In The Park

I hurry away

Alex

Look over and I gasp shaking and watch her hurry walk away and I call ruby and pacing

Eileen

gasp +Olivia….+

Ruby

“Hello. Hey Alex. What’s up?” “Hold it! Slow down. What’s this about Olivia?”

Alex

Took a deep breath man took Olivia with light blue car and took off Shaking scared

Ruby

“Hang on a second. Sam’s here. I’m going to put you on speaker.” While I turn on the speaker I tell Sam Olivia’s been kidnapped!

Sam

Sitting at the map table I look up when Ruby get s a phone call, when she hands it to me I’m speaker, I’m instantly concerned Alex?

Eileen

I’m hanging on to Skyler tight. at this point I’m scared to take my eyes off him. my other hand is gripping the trips stroller for dear life

Crowley

I walk over to Sam intrigued by the call

Ruby

"Alex! Where are you?"

Alex

At park

Ruby

“I’m going to bring Crowley to help. We’ll meet you at the park!” Looking at Crowley, I tell him, “Come on. Alex needs us!”

Sam

Alex, This is Sam...wait a minute, calm down and tell me what happened.

Crowley

I make eye contact with Ruby before nodding and vanish with her

Ruby

We pop over to the park

Alex

Sam man kidnap my Olivia she is my baby my first baby girl I don’t want anything happen to her Start to panic. Alex, Its okay, we'll figure it out... how long ago did this happen? I look at my own watch and try to pin it down What’s the name of the park where you guys are?

Alex SPN

Little boy said it was light blue car at park Crestview and he took off Van

Sam

I type into the computer Crestview Park and easily find it. Okay.. it was a van? And you said you know type and color was light blue?

Alex

Yes

Sam

pull up the traffic Camera footage for this area of the city and it didn’t take long to hack my way into the park feed. I got it. I can see the van in the parking lot, but it’s from a fixed camera and I can’t see the other side or who he might be talking to. When the van leaves the park I shift to street level camera feeds and try to follow along digitally.

Alex

Took a deep breath worries pacing

Ruby

Popping into the park, I go over to a distraught Alex and Eileen. “We’re here Alex.”

Crowley

I appear at the park and hurry towards the group having arrived a little bit aways to not startle the already panicked group. Alex, Ruby and I are here to help. +Tell us what you are able+

Alex

Ruby! Crowley Sobbing shaking out breath

Ruby

I hug her trying to calm her down

Crowley

I rub her back trying to be comforting

Ruby

"Crowley, let's take a look around and see if we can find anyone else that saw something."

Crowley

You should talk to the mother. I think you can handle that better than me. Being.....understanding and all. I'll touch base with Moose

Ruby

"Sounds good. We'll be right back Alex."

Alex

Hugs bury ruby shoulder. Ok Nod

Ruby

Seeing a mother and a crying little boy, I go over to ask some questions.

Alex

Try take a deep breath

Ruby

Going up to the woman I ask, “Is your boy the one that was almost kidnapped?” I ask.

Crowley

I take Alex's phone as I try and search the perimeter of the part for any potential leads Talk to me Moose. What have you found?

Mother In The Park

"Yes. It was so close. I can't believe it. Some creepy guy in a blue van. That brave little girl. Oh poor thing."

Sam

Crowley, I’ve got the van pretty well followed on traffic cams. You guys need to get back here as soon as possible.

Ruby

I head back to Alex with no more information than before. "Was Sam able to tell you anything Crowley?"

Crowley

He's been able to track the van. We need to get everyone back to the Bunker so we can regroup

Alex

Wipe her eye and pick up Skyler

Ruby

"Ok then. Everyone in the car. We need to head back. You go on ahead Crowley. I've got this."

Eileen

I grab the stroller and head back to the vehicle

Alex

Nod Walking back to car and buckle Skyler and kiss his head and I get in front seat

Ruby

"Adults in the front, kids in the back."

Crowley

I nod and squeeze Alex's shoulder reassuringly before vanishing back to the bunker

Eileen

I buckle the triplets up and crawl into the car myself

Ruby

I carefully back up and go to the exit, heading for the bunker.

Olivia

looking around, watching my surroundings, taking everything in

Olivia

You, really stupid, you poppy head! My mommy and her team are going to find me … and kick YOUR BUTT!

DB Cooper

weaving in and out of traffic checking my mirrors for being followed

Olivia

You made the stupidest biggest mistake Evers!!!!

DB Cooper

pushing Olivia back who would want a mouthy little brat like you I think I might sell you

Olivia

Go ahead they’ll just find me! A kill your dumb butt! 😝

DB Cooper

Once I sell you no one will ever find you. But if you don’t close your mouth all they will find is pieces of you

Ruby

Back at the bunker, we get all the kids out

Alex

Put Skyler down for his nap and I kiss his head sleep well Tuck him in and went to kiss nuggets tuck them in and kiss them on head and hurry came to main room I can’t sit and stay around and wait we have to do something I can’t let something happen to her Worries and pacing

Sam

I’m trying to keep my total focus on tracking the light blue van from camera relay, to camera relay. So far so good. The driver has stuck to high traffic streets, probably thinking there was be more way to blend in. Not today you don’t, you monster…

Ruby

Going over to Sam, I ask "Finding anything?"

Sam

So far so good Ruby, but if this guy leaves the heavily trafficked routs, I’m gonna lose him.

Ruby

“If that happens Crowley and I can pop over to that spot and try to follow without the cameras.”

Alex

I coming with Look over

Eileen

I pull out my computer and silently check for any other child kidnappings in the area. I don’t want to alarm anyone so I don’t divulge what I’m doing. luckily, I find nothing. + well… a bright spot here is there hasn’t been any reports of any other kidnappings around here +

Sam

+That’s at least good to hear Eileen+ Shit! Guys…. I just lost him. Tips the screen over so that Ruby can see the exact roadway. I backtrack the camera feed and can be pretty sure about the road where he’d had to turn off. Ruby, he had to have left right here. It looks pretty rural.

Ruby

“That’s all the information I need!” Turning to Crowley and Alex “Grab your gear!”

Eileen

+I’ll stay here with the kids. Alex I got them. +

Sam

+I appreciate the help here Eileen, but Alex is going to want to go with them, I'm sure+

Alex

Run grab angels knife and her gear let do this

Sam

Ruby, I’ll be right here if you need anything, you call alright?

Ruby

"Keep us posted Sam!" I stop "I need the keys to baby" I say with my hand out

Alex

+Thank you Eileen

Sam

I fish the keys out of my pocket Try not to scratch her

Ruby

Holding the keys up, I tell him "We'll call! Let's go!"

Alex

Grab all gear to take with her

Crowley

I grip my blade tightly I'm ready, we're going to make this moron regret crossing us

Alex

Run to Ruby and get in car

Ruby

Once at the impala, I ask Crowley to give me a hand transporting baby to the site.

Crowley

I hold out my hand letting her draw power from me so the channeling of it can be more focused

Ruby

Once we're at the exit, I slowly drive down the road. "Keep an eye out for the van."

Alex

Look around took a deep breath and look for a light blue van

Olivia

sits in the van! Not moving! But thinking!

DB Cooper

pulling into a driveway and looking around, I park opening the door and getting out. Walking around I open the van door one word and it’ll be the last you ever say. Now. Out of the van now!

Olivia

thinks about being a little brat… but decides against it… climbs out of van and walks!

DB Cooper

pulling you behind me my eyes shifting left to right smiling as if nothing is out of the ordinary, as if I’m with my Bruce I lead you into the house

Olivia

I looks around the house mmm. Nice. I sit on couch, trying not touch anything! you clean often I see!

Olivia

Doesn’t matter! My Mommy, Uncle Sam and my friends are going to come save me ANY minute!

DB Cooper

You dont know how to shut up I see

Ruby

Driving slowly, I look for any signs of the van.

Crowley

In the car I keep an eye out before freezing. There, to the left! I see it behind those trees

DB Cooper

How would like them to find you in all different places? An arm in the fire place? Your head in the freezer?

Olivia

Nope! 😁

Ruby

Carefully pulling the car behind some trees, we get out.

Olivia

looks down at my hands and shuts up!

DB Cooper

I suggest you learn

Alex

Slowly get out car quiet and quickly

Ruby

"Let's head over and see if we can find Olivia." Creeping slowly over to the house, we check for Olivia

Crowley

I creep up to the window using my ability to be invisible to not be seen when I look inside before skulking back She's inside.

Alex

Follow behind her +Is she hurt?+

Ruby

Taking a peek through the window, I see Olivia sitting on the couch. "She looks fine, Alex."

Alex

Took a deep breath ok

Crowley

She seems unhurt, but Ruby should get her out of there before we go in.

Alex

Good idea

Ruby

"That's a good idea Crowley. I'll grab Olivia and you two take out the creep. Let me know when you're ready."

Alex

Agree and ready! Let do this

Crowley

It'll be my absolute pleasure. Go on my signal. I move towards the door to get in position

Alex

Take a angels knife get ready to fight him

Crowley

I crouch by the door and not at Ruby and whisper Go

Alex

Did same with Crowley follow behind him

Crowley

I watch beside Alex to make sure that Ruby get's Olivia out safe

Ruby

I get ready and drop my hand. "NOW! I pop in next to Olivia, hold on to her and pop back out!

Olivia

Whoa!!!!

Ruby

I hand Olivia over to Alex

Crowley

I kick the door down and charge inside, knife in one hand and a nazi pistol in the other

DB Cooper

Standing still with both my hands in the air

Alex

Stay outside and hugs Olivia my baby girl! You are not hurt I glad you are ok Kiss her on head holding Olivia

Crowley

Don't even think about moving. You're in a lot of trouble mister. I smoothly glide towards the man keeping my pistol trained at his head.

Olivia

MOMMY!!!! hugging your tight! I knew you’d come save! I told that stupid head you guys would come save me!

Alex

Yes we did and you are strong brave girl I am proud you and I taught you that be very brave and strong and fighter

Crowley

I stand with the gun tucked under his chin whistling as I wait for the others

Ruby

"Alex, I think you should go inside. I'll be here with Olivia." I say, putting my arm around Olivia.

Olivia

Yes you did mommy!!! stand up talk and brave!

Olivia

Okay Auntie Ruby!

Ruby

"Come on Olivia." leading her back to the car.

Olivia

follows your lead!

Alex

Ok Olivia stay with ruby I gotta something to take care Went inside. Went inside and glare at man who kidnapped Olivia

Crowley SPN: I look up and grin He's all yours darling. I tuck my gun inside my coat and walk past her, pausing to squeeze Alex's shoulder This is the man who took your daughter from you. Only you know the right thing to doo here. Make him feel all the pain you did. I glare back at the man before exiting the house and heading towards the car

Alex

Nod ohh yes I will make him feel the pain. Watch Crowley leave and look back at man who took Olivia and I turn into a bear growling and attack bite him and eat and pull skin off his face and I eating him and claw him make him bleed out and eat him and claw him him up cut and bit ear and pull it and eat and eat him up and I turn back to normal that what you get for kidnap my daughter Went to bathroom and wipe her hand and face and turn off water and went to outside and spit out and went inside car

Ruby

"You okay Alex?"

Alex

Yep much better Look over smiles at Olivia no one hurt my children Arm around Olivia kiss Olivia head

Ruby

"Okay then. Crowley, care to help us back to the bunker? Let's take this baby home! With the extra power from Crowley, we pop back home.

…………………………………..

1: Alex and Eileen take Alex’s 5 kids and drive to a local park. Taking the kids to the playground, Eileen heads for the shade with the triplets, while Alex takes Skyler and Olivia to the slide. Alex helps Skyler slide down to Olivia! Eileen is cleaning up one of the babies, who spit up, and at the same time another is starting to hungry fuss, so she is very focused on them. Skyler sees a squirrel and starts to chase after it, Alex follows.

2 Olivia walks over to a drinking fountain where she sees a crying little boy being dragged by a man towards a van. Olivia, being the protector of children that she’s learned how to be from being the Big Sister… marches over and tells him to stop, she even surprises the man by kicking him in the leg. He’s caught off guard and lets the kid go. The little boy runs off screaming, so the man grabs Oliva by the shoulders and throws her into the van and speeds off.

3: Alex finally catches Skyler and carries him back over to Eileen and the triplets, the 6 look around for Olivia. A mother comes over with a little boy and she tells them what happened. Her son told her; that the man who’d had her son, now has Olivia and has driven off in a light blue van. Alex and Eileen are terrified. Alex hands Skyler to Eileen and immediately calls Ruby telling her everything and ask what they should do. Ruby says she will be right there…puts her phone on speaker and hands it to Sam. Ruby and Crowley jump into action and smoke out / vanish.

4: from on cell phone, Sam has Alex give him the information about the van and where exactly she and the kids are. Alex tells him the name of the park “Crestview Park” and the kind of vehicle that the little boy told them about, a light blue van. Sam hacks into the traffic cam footage for the park and backs it up an hour. He finds the blue van, but can’t see the abduction because of the angle of the fixed street camera. He is able to see the van leave and in what direction and then pick it up on regular street cameras as it drives along.

5: Ruby and Crowley make it to the park and try to calm Eileen and Alex down. The team walk around the park looking for anything out of place and Ruby speaks to the mother and her son, getting the same information about the blue van and that the little boy did not see anyone else. Crowley takes the phone from Alex and speaks to Sam. Sam tells him that he’s got the van on traffic cam and that they should all get back here as soon as they can. Ruby and Crowley help get Eileen and Alex and the rest of the children back in the car. Ruby drives the car back to the Bunker. Crowley vanishes.

6: Olivia understands that she’s being kidnapped, but she isn’t afraid. She is paying attention to her surroundings and to where he is driving. She is positive that Sam and the rest of them will soon come and get her. She tells the man driving that he has made a really big mistake in trying to take her away from her mother and that he isn’t going to have her for very long. Her family will find him wherever he goes. Olivia is positive that she will be just fine.

7: Back at the Bunker, Eileen, and Alex put all the kids down for a nap., and come back to the main room. Alex can’t stand the waiting and wants something to happen NOW. Sam is trying to keep sight of the blue van in traffic cam after traffic cam. He tells Ruby that it's working for now, but if the van leaves the heavily trafficked routes, he’ll lose him. Ruby says that if it happens they’ll go to that spot immediately and try to follow without the cameras. Eileen get on her computer to see if there have been any other child abductions in their area recently. She does not find anything and gladly tells them that.

8: Sam loses the van on the traffic cam and hates to share that scary information. Sam backtracks the cameras, he tells the team; the only place the car could have gotten off the highway was at an exit to a rural road that doesn't have cameras. Ruby says that’s all the information she needs. Ruby and Crowley and Alex all grab weapons and Eileen says that she will stay behind with Sam to watch the kids. Sam says he’ll be right here if they need anything at all. Once they have their weapons, they all load them into the Impala and Ruby transports the whole thing to the rural road exit point. Ruby drives slowly as the others look out for the blue van.

9: The man pulls into the driveway of an old house that isn’t far off the road. He opens the door for Olivia and tells her to get out and come with him. Olivia gets out of the van and follows him into the house. Once inside she looks around and sits down on a sofa telling the man that she won’t be there long because her mom and Sam and the rest of the Team will be coming really soon to get her. While Driving, Crowley spots the blue van parked, and Ruby parks off the road out of sight.

10: The Team gets out and slowly and quietly makes their way up to the house. Crowley looks through the window and can see Olivia sitting on the sofa with the man standing behind her talking on the phone. He quietly tells Ruby that she should pop in and grab Olivia out of the way as they burst through the front door. Alex stays outside to wait for Ruby. Crowley takes up position on the front porch and Ruby drops her hand to signal as she yells NOW.

11: He kicks the door in and rushes inside with guns drawn and paralyzing demons’ powers at the ready. Ruby pops in right next to Olivia, grabs the Olivia, and pops out with her safely. Ruby delivers Olivia to Alex, and they hug. Olivia tells her mother that she was brave because she knew they would come to get her. Crowley keeps the man in place with guns pointed at him.

12: Ruby tells Alex that she should also go inside, and Ruby puts her arm around Olivia and leads her back to the car. When Alex walks inside, Crowley tells Alex that the man belongs to her now. He squeezes her on the shoulder and tells her that she knows the “right thing to do”. Once Crowley is gone, Alex turns into her bear self and eats the man who kidnapped Olivia. Then turns back into her human self and rejoins the others. They all go back to the car and Ruby pops them home.

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namjuicytits · 2 years

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HBD NAMJOON ♡

joon hyung, guess where i am right now? i bet you can't, so i will tell youㅡ i am in a park, enjoying the soft rain under my umbrella. are you proud of me for enjoying nature just like you do? ㅎ you are right, the sound of rain is truly therapeutic. the sky is still bright behind the thick grey clouds, the sun is still up there, even if we can't see it clearly now. i wish you were here with me~ next time i will join your little weekly walk around parks.

i have been waiting for this day to finally come, a day only about you, hyung! i am well aware that all 365 days belong to you, but this one is so special for everyone in joon fanclub, army and mostly meㅡ the president of joon fanclub!

when we first met, i saw a young man that was so cool and passionate about what he did. your skills were already on fire, even if you say otherwise.. ㅋㅋㅋ since day 1, you were so talented. at the moment, i was unsure about my path, i had a lot of opportunities from left and right but you made me decide where i want to go and what i want to do with my career as an idol. without you, i wouldn't be a part of our team. since that day, i trusted you with my whole entire life and i wasn't the only one you had this impact on. you're a person that's strong, with an amazing personality and everyone is drawn into you almost right away. no wonder you're the best leader on the whole earth! and as i was talking about.. i joined your team, i joined our team. i found my second family in seoul. it was hard to adapt at first, with your help and everyone else's we got where we are right now. we naturally grew close till we became inseparable. thank you hyung for helping me reach this point. thank you for showing me the way to our team. as the youngest member of our family, you always took good care of me and you seemed worried about me when things weren't or aren't good. you are protective of me and it's normal to feel frustrated when i make some bad decisions… ㅎㅋ i am also really protective of you, i want to protect you from everything. but your patience is really wonderful and admirable, your help is always needed to me and everyone else around you. raising a few boys that were like wild animals wasn't an easy task.. even you are one of us too!

you worked so hard to reach the top and you made it! look how far you have come. not even stars can reach your level. you're so hardworking, caring and i know how things might go wrong at times, you might put the blame on yourself and be harsh. i promise hyung, you're flawless. you taught me so much, no one else has your wise knowledge. your brain is huge and beautiful, i keep on admiring the way you view things and the way you can handle things, unlike me. i wish i could take a look at your brain? (in the most safe way ㅋ)

years passed and we met a lot of people that sticked around us or simply left. you met people that weren't right for you, but eventually you got to find perfection, exactly what you deserve. and i am happy and proud of you and for everything you have achieved, for the hard parts you have faced, yet you handled everything so calmly. i am all over the place, aren't i? maybe i got overwhelmed with all the emotions i feel for you. i want you to know that i am thankful for everything you have done for me, for every help you have provided me even if i am sometimes bad at showing with my actions, for being by my side always, for giving me your shoulder to cry on when i need it the most, for bringing the brightest smiles to my face and i truly hope i can do all these things for you as well. you will never be alone as long as i am alive, you will have to deal with me, i will be by your side forever and ever and ever.

i am sure i forgot to mention a lot of things because if i mentioned everything you have offered to people with your existence and the impact you have on everyone's lives, we will sit here till we both have grey hair all over our sensitive scalps. ㅋㅋ you're a loved man, hyung, and i hope you can feel all this love today and every day for the rest of your life. i hope you will be showered with so much love today, so many gifts and cakes and beautiful birthday wishes. me and sakura and all the hyungs will make sure you will spoiled of course! i hope you will always smile bright, i wish you will always feel happiness, so much happiness that you will feel like you might explode in the most pure way and i hope you will keep on sharing your wonderful knowledge and talent with the rest of the world for a really long time.

i love you hyung so much, more than words can ever describe. for you i would go to the moon and back. sooo, happy birthday namjoonie hyung!! you will always be my soulmate, my best friend and my family. ♡

-JK. 💜

#🍃 jungkook

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indigomoonrising · 2 years

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Nowhere To Hide

Its been years since I've felt this way. this hollow feeling deep in my chest that feels like an endless pit. he left me in that parking lot crying, begging him to not leave. it started raining and he walked away from my life. I thought that would be the end of it. I thought the pain would never go away. I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I screamed until I lost my voice. seeing him again felt like the void had been ripped back open.

I found my peace once more. I began to make friends in places I never thought I would. I found the flame in my soul hadn't been snuffed out. I poured gasoline on that little flame. I never wanted to feel that empty again.

I thought things were going better. seeing him didn't hurt. I realized how bad the situation was for me. I was going to be okay.

one faithful hot day in June he came back. begging for another chance. I don't know what came over me. everyone told me it was a bad idea but he felt like a rip current dragging me back and I let it happen. I let him propose, I let him marry me, I let him make life in me. none of those things were as I wanted them to turn out but here I am. cornered. I feel like a feral cat. I want out. I want better for my children. that hollow feeling is back now but he's still here. all the things id done to make it right have been snatched away from me.

I'm being portrayed as the crazy one. he tells me I'm selfish for wanting better. that he was my best bet. that he was my life line. I believed him. I sit in my living room alone. I told him staying with him was torture and he laughed in my face. am I slipping?

I promised myself I would never beg a man to stay again yet I found myself begging him to not leave me alone in this apartment. he looked at me with cold eyes and walked out the door. I wished he walked out of my life. I have no where to go, no where to hide. I'm stuck in this hell and I have no way out.

I wanted better for myself, for my children. I've made the biggest mistake of my life and I fear ill pay for it with my life.

#ppd #anxiety #mental health #bp2 #dv #personal #life update #personal post #blog post

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t00turnttrauma · 2 years

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the tape-jmk

I’ve been watching Pam and Tommy and I am inspired. I know that the story is wrong and that I shouldn’t support it, but I love Pamela Anderson and I just hate how she’s been treated in her life.

warnings: sexual content discussed, nothing too graphic or descriptive

“Look at this!” Jake said, holding up a plastic toy guitar. “I remember this!”

Josh groaned. “We get it, you have excellent memory,” he grumbled.

Jake had been pulling things out of the storage bins and telling each and every story that came with every item. You didn’t mind it. You liked hearing all the stories about their childhood. Sam and Josh were getting annoyed, as they had all loved it together.

“No way!” Sam gasped, cutting Jake’s story short. He pulled out VHS tapes, dozens of them in a box. “I’ve been looking for these for ages.”

You peered over his shoulder, leaving the vintage magazines in the middle of the garage. “That’s a lot.”

The plastic bin was full of home movies, children’s movies, and original copies of slasher flicks. You’d heard about Josh’s phase when it came to VHS tapes. He collected dozens, watching them over and over again.

Jake furrowed his brows when he picked one up. “This one says Josh and Y/N on it.”

A chill ran up your spine. He was too far away for you to grab it from his hands. Josh placed his hands on his hips. “Give it.”

Jake then became defensive and held it closer to his body. “It’s just your trip to the Poconos, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Josh said.

Josh had taken three VHS tapes during his relationship with you. The trip to the Poconos where the two of you spent a week with some other friends doing mountain stuff. The second was a compilation of random clips from your relationship and a voiceover for your birthday. The third, which is the one you were fairly certain was in Jake’s hand at the moment, was a sex tape.

The sex tape had been missing for a while. It used to be in your dresser, the second drawer and tucked in between all the lingerie you’d collected over the years. Josh only told you that it was somewhere safe where no one else would be able to see it. His charismatic smile did very little to soothe your silent panic. After a few weeks, you’d forgotten about it. Out of sight, out of mind. It’s been months and now with it resurfacing, you were about to cry.

Well here it was, in sight. You looked at Josh, hoping to see that he’d know exactly what’s on that tape. Instead, his own brows were furrowed and a line of nervous perspiration appeared over his brow. You wanted to talk to him, but it would be far too obvious and make his brothers’ curiosity even worse.

“Isn’t there that clip of Josh getting hit in the balls in the horse’s stable?” Sam asked. “I want to watch that again.”

Jake laughed. “Oh, we’re definitely watching this tonight after dinner.”

He ran into the house, you and Josh following closely. Feeling left out, Sam ran in. Jake stopped at the kitchen counter, out of breath and looking at their mother. “Do we still have that VHS player in the basement?”

Karen thought about it. “I think we donated it last year.”

“That’s too bad,” you said. “Listen, I’ll digitize a copy and send it to you guys.”

Sam eyed you. “I’m going to call Danny.”

Danny’s house was also a bust. He laughed at the idea of having a VHS player but would look through their garage anyway. Jake came up with the bright idea of dragging you to the thrift stores to find a VCR.

You grabbed Josh on your way out the door. “Get that tape back,” you hissed. He only nodded, following Sam into the garage.

Jake took you to multiple stores, beginning with Walmart and Target. Surprisingly, neither store had the outdated piece of technology. You tied to convince him to go home in defeat but he pulled into the Goodwill parking lot. You followed him through the store, trying to sidetrack him by pulling clothes from the racks, but the man was on a mission. He spotted two VCRs displayed.

“Finally!” He said, grabbing the two that were sitting on the shelf. He paid for them, driving you home.

He and Sam took point in setting up the movie in the living room. They forced you and Josh to sit back on the couch. While Sam told you to relax and take it easy, it was impossible. Your stomach began to churn. Josh’s thumb ran circles over your thumb, nervously trying to calm himself down. Sam messed with the cabled, testing the cables and trying to find the right input. You sipped the water from a glass that they’d set out on a tray, trying to replenish the fluids you were losing from sweating so much. Jake settled in with popcorn, squeezed between Josh and Ronnie. She scrolled through her phone. You tried to think of something.

You leaned into Josh, whispering. “Trip me.” You stood up quickly.

Josh barely had enough time to catch your ankle with his foot. You practically threw yourself to the ground, your glass of water flying through the air. It landed on the VHS player. Maybe taking physics in high school was worth it.

“Y/N!” Everyone cried, except for Josh who was trying to snatch the tape from where it was sitting on the coffee table.

You scrambled to stand. “Whoops, sorry for ruining movie night.”

Jake looked at the soaked VCR. I’ll go get the other one from the car.”

“No!” You cried. “Don’t play it.”

Sam raised his eyebrow. “It’s just your vacation to the Poconos, right?”

Josh shook his head. The puzzle pieces clicked in the Josh’s siblings mind’s. Sam handed you the tape, looking like he was queasy just thinking about it.

On the drive home, you were laughing with Josh. The seriousness had passed and now all that was left was embarrassment. There was a VCR in storage. Once home, Josh pulled a camcorder out, hooking it up to the TV. He took a deep breath, pressing play.

“Where are we?”

“The fucking Poconos, baby!”

#sam gvf #sam kiszka #sam #sam kiszka gvf #sam x reader #jake kiszka #jake #jacob kiszka #jake gvf #jake kiszka x reader #josh gvf #josh kiszka #joshua kiszka #josh kiska x reader #greta van fleet #gretavanfleet #greta van fleet x reader #greta van fleet smut #greta van fleet fanfic

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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Batsis Meet The Batboys

Batsis x Batfamily One-Shot

Word Count: 4.1K Warnings: Explicit Language, Angst

Author's Note: Y'all, I am slowly but surely making good on that promise to get all my stories reposted--also editing them so they're nice and neat! Enjoy! -Thorne

Dick:

She hummed in amusement as her father grunted and begrudgingly passed over another five into the man’s hand. “You know…it’s good to know that my perfect father actually sucks at something.” She turned and popped a piece of cotton candy into her mouth. “And it’s carnival games.”

He grunted again when he missed the balloon, and he handed her the darts. “Why don’t you try it, sweetheart?”

She handed him the cotton candy with a grin and took the darts, holding one up and making the repeated motion of throwing it. She couldn’t help but feel a little cocky as she asked, “Dad, if I get this, what toy do you want?”

She nodded to the bat in the corner. “I was thinking about the stuffed bat. Eh, dad?” He glared at her, but she laughed as she tossed the weighted dart, watching as it hit center and she pointed to the bat. “I’ll take that one.”

The man handed it to her, and they walked off; she held it up to her father. “Here. A bat for Batman,” she quipped, and he grunted at her.

“That isn’t funny, (Y/N).”

She shrugged and retorted, “It’s a little funny. You just have no sense of humor because you’re a stick in the mud.” (Y/N) shoved the stuffed animal in her backpack before reaching up and taking her father’s hand; she glanced down at her wristwatch on the opposite hand and said, “The performances don’t start for another twenty minutes. Want to go look at something else? I saw one of those spinning car rides. We could do that.”

When he didn’t give her response, she looked back up at him to see him staring off into the distance, his eyes set on the Wayne Enterprises tower. “Dad? You okay?”

He blinked as if startled from his thoughts and he directed his gaze down at her and after a few moments, he nodded. “Just thinking.”

“Penny for your thoughts.”

“I haven’t spent a lot of time with you.” He frowned and squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). I haven’t been a good—”

She cut him off with a ‘pfft’. “Dad, it’s alright. I’m not angry.” (Y/N) squeezed his hand in return. “I might be young, but I’m not an idiot. I know being a dad is new for you, especially since you didn’t get to watch me grow up the first decade of my life. But what matters is that you’re here now, and you��re doing the best you can. And that’s all I ask of you.”

At her little speech, he was stunned, and after a moment he knelt down and hugged her. “I love you, sweetheart.”

(Y/N) returned the hug, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, though they were so big and broad that she couldn’t meet her hands around his back. “I love you too, dad.”

Happening to glance over his shoulder, she immediately gasped. “Dad!”

He let her go, immediately moving to protect her. “What? What is it?”

(Y/N) pointed towards a costumed family walking and greeting the people. “It’s the Flying Grayson’s!” She grabbed his hand and tugged him along in their direction. “Let’s get a picture with them!” She could hear her father chuckle behind her, but he followed, and they stepped up to the family.

(Y/N) waved at them. “Hi Mister and Missus Grayson! Can we get a picture with you?”

The man and woman smiled at them and nodded, and a boy a couple years younger than her stepped up.

He stuck out his hand. “Hi, I’m Richard Grayson. But you can call me Dick.”

(Y/N) took his hand and shook it. “(Y/N) Wayne. Nice to meet you, Dick.” She gestured to her father. “This is my dad, Bruce Wayne.”

Her father smiled and tipped his head towards the boy before handing the camera to someone and stepping beside her. She and Dick had become friends instantaneously as they slung their arms around each other’s necks, their grins cheesy and wide.

The camera flashed and the man handed Bruce the camera, and (Y/N) nodded to the family. “Thank you for taking a picture with us.” They started to walk away, but she stopped them, motioning to her dad. “Can my dad take a picture of the three of you? I know it seems a little weird, but it’d be cool to have a picture of you guys, and one with you.” They nodded at her request and she gestured to her father, watching him take the photo of the family. “Thank you!”

They waved and walked off, leaving them, and she turned to Bruce. “Wanna go find seats?” He nodded, and they began moving in the direction of the tent.

***

Time seemed to grind to a halt as (Y/N)’s heart stopped in her chest as she watched them slam into the ground. Chaos filled the tent in mere seconds, people screaming, children crying, and her father grabbed her arm. “(Y/N)—”

She nodded and pulled her arm away, already starting to make her way from her seat. “I’ve got him. Go.” She didn’t wait for his reply, hopping the seats until her feet hit the dirt ground and she broke into a sprint towards the sobbing boy in the center.

She twisted her feet and slid on the ground next to him, her heart tightened when he gazed up at her, sky blue eyes wide in agony. (Y/N) reached out, wrapping her arms around him. “I’ve got you Dick. I’ve got you kid.”

She felt his arms come around her middle as his head burrowed in her shoulder; his entire body shook with every heart-wrenching sob, and (Y/N) raised one of her hands, running it through his hair as she whispered repeatedly, “I’ve got you.”

(Y/N) heard GCPD officers shouting, and she looked up, seeing her father standing beside them. “Batman,” she whispered softly.

He glanced at her before kneeling beside them and blocking the way of the fallen couple. “You two shouldn’t look at this anymore.”

She nodded and squeezed the boy on the shoulder. “Dick. We need to get away from here.”

“I can’t…leave them.” He pulled back, tears streaming down his cheeks. “I’m…all alone.”

(Y/N) shook her head, and placed a hand on his cheek. “I’m here, Dick. You’re not alone.” His face pinched as a new round of tears sprouted in his eyes and he lowered his head, the sobs wracking his body, and she gazed up at her father’s face, knowing the agony behind the white slits. “You’re not alone.”

Jason:

She walked alongside her father, tugging at the collar of her suit. “Can’t we make a suit that doesn’t choke me as much as this collar does? I feel like I’ve got one of Ivy’s vines wrapped around my throat.” He didn’t say anything and she rolled her eyes. “Fine. Fine. Ignore me. I see how it is.”

“You’re the one who designed your suit, Batgirl. I told you to choose breathable fabric but you refused and said you wanted adequate protection like mine.”

She blinked and glared at him. “Do you get some sick pleasure from repeating my apparent failures?” He chuckled lightly, and she looked around. “Whatever…I still think you shouldn’t have parked in Crime Alley. You know there’s always trouble here.”

“The Batmobile is fine,” he said, voice tired as if he’d answered the question a hundred times before—he had.

(Y/N) hummed, nodding to the car a few feet ahead of them and quipped, “Oh, so the kid jacking the tires off it is completely normal?”

Her father looked at her split second before turning to see it, his eyes widening in disbelief as he muttered, “I don’t believe what I’m seeing.” He moved soundlessly towards the boy, her following.

“Got to give it to him. It takes some big balls to jack the Batman’s ride,” she admired and he grunted, though she knew he was in agreement, and they walked up on the oblivious boy.

She watched her father pull his ‘Put-The-Fear-Of-Batman-Into-‘Em’ stance and he cleared his throat with an exaggerated, ‘ahem’. (Y/N) snorted at the way the boy jerked, twisting to see them staring at him; she swore he’d shit himself the way the fear bled into his eyes.

Her father glared at the kid. “You do realize that’s the Batmobile, right?”

The boy’s face pinched, and he tipped his head up, his voice haughty. “Duh. You do realize you parked your car in Crime Alley, right?” (Y/N) barked a laugh, but quickly coughed when her father turned his glower to her, and he turned back to the boy just in time to see him swinging the tire iron.

“Bad move, hotshot.” Her words fell on deaf ears as she watched her father catch the tool and grip the boy by the front of his hoodie, picking him up off the ground a few feet.

He squirmed, legs kicking out for few seconds before spitting, “You want to beat up on a kid, go enlist in the GCPD like every other bully in this city.”

(Y/N) saw the gears turning in her father’s head as he leaned in, his face inches apart from the boys as he demanded, “I’m only going to ask you this once…So give some serious thought to your answer.”

The boy craned his neck, eyes narrowed as he asked, “What it is?”

Her father gave him a smirk. “Are you hungry?” The boy’s brows furrowed in suspicion, and within the next ten minutes, they were sitting on the hood of the Batmobile eating burgers and fries and sipping on milkshakes.

At one point, she’d reached over and grabbed the boy’s hands; he looked up at her and she nodded to his burger. “Slow down, Jason. You’ll eat your hand at this rate.”

He snorted but nodded, eating a little slower than before as he said, “Sorry. This is the closest thing to a home-cooked meal since I’ve had a home.” He paused and looked out at the city. “It’s funny…I was here once, looking for Wayne Manor.” He looked between them. “I was trying to case the place, but I got lost.”

Bruce looked down at the boy and questioned, “Why do you think it’s okay to steal from people?”

Jason scoffed at his question. “Are you kidding me? Look at this view.” He motioned to the buildings in the distance. “Freaking ‘Billionaire Playboy’ thinks he’s the king of the world. Pfft.”

(Y/N) elbowed him in the ribs and quipped, “Oh honey, he doesn’t think he is. He knows he is.”

The two of them cackled, but the solemn look from her father made their laughter fall short and he said, “Sometimes you just have to give people a chance Jason…they’ll usually surprise you.”

Her father’s words made Jason pause, and she saw him sink into deep thought. After a few moments, she leaned across Jason and nudged her father.

He looked at her and she tipped her head to Jason. “Does this mean he’s coming home with us?” Her father looked at him and back to her, then nodded and she shifted her arm, grinning as she wrapped it around Jason’s neck. “Well then, welcome to the family…little brother.”

Tim:

She could sense the boy following her, and after a few moments, she realized he wasn’t giving up. It wasn’t just some coincidence that they were on the same path—he wanted something from her. She glanced over her shoulder before ducking into the shadows of an alley, waiting for him to follow.

Sure enough, he stepped into the opening of the alley, looking for her, then he shook his head and stamped his foot on the ground. “No-no-no. I was so close to finding her.” He sighed and his shoulders fell in defeat as he visibly deflated.

She stepped behind him and gripped his shoulder in an steel-tight grasp, inquiring, “Why are you following me, kid?”

The kid gasped like he’d been shot as his knees collapsed beneath him, falling from her grip and to the ground. He rolled and gazed up at her with a mixture of shock and wonder as he breathed, “Batgirl.”

She glared down at him and demanded, “Answer my question before I call GCPD for you being out past curfew. Why. Are. You. Following. Me.”

He swallowed thickly before nodding rapidly. “Right. You see, I’ve been looking for you, Batgirl.”

“Yeah, I got that from the tailing. What I wanna know is, why?”

“I need to talk to you about Batman.”

Her eyes narrowed in suspicion at the mention of her father. “What’s a scrawny-ass kid like you, need to talk about Batman with me for?”

His mouth opened, then it snapped shut and he seemed to think on his answer for a moment. He looked at his hands and whispered, “It’s about your brother…Jason Todd.”

Hearing her deceased brother’s name knocked the air from her lungs and she barely managed to get the word ‘what?’ out without sucking in a breath.

He glanced up at her. “I know who you are Miss Way—”

(Y/N)’s hand shot out and she slapped it over his mouth before shaking her head. “Don’t say my name. You don’t know who’s listening.” He went silent as she removed her hand and held it out for him. “C’mon. If you know who I am then that means you know everyone’s identity.”

He nodded mutely and she clicked a button on her wrist; A few moments later, her bike pulled in front of the alley. “Get up. We need to go have a chat.” He took her hand, letting her haul him to his feet, and they walked over to the bike. (Y/N) climbed on before nodding to him. “Get on and hold on.” He followed her order, sitting in front of her, and she took off.

***

A few minutes later, they were stepping into one of the safe houses her dad set up around the city. She closed the door and flicked on the light, pulling the cowl off before gesturing to the table. “Sit.” He obeyed and she opened the refrigerator, pulling out two sodas. (Y/N) turned, taking the seat across from him and sliding his drink over. “Now. Who are you and how do you know about all this?”

He nodded and pulled out a giant book, placing it on the table. “My name is Timothy Jackson Drake, I’m thirteen, and I’ve been following the exploits of Batman, Batgirl, and Robin since I was two.”

(Y/N) cocked a brow at that. “Two’s a little young to be able to remember us.”

Tim looked at the book and nodded. “I know…but I have a photographic memory, and I remember the first time I saw Batman.”

“And that was?”

He paused and his voice quiet. “The night Dick Grayson’s parents were murdered.” (Y/N)’s eyes went wide, and he drew his eyes to hers. “I remember Dick swinging to the ground as his parents climbed the ladder. His mom went first, and his dad followed. Then…the rope snapped, and…they fell.”

Tim quieted considerably and she had to strain to hear him as he recounted, “I got scared, and I looked away. I couldn’t watch…then I heard the crash and Dick sobbing. And I saw you run down and hug him.” He met her gaze. “Then I saw this giant, dark shape falling towards you, and I thought it was going to hurt you two. But then I realized Batman wasn’t trying to hurt you…he was trying to help you both. And he went from being a monster…to becoming some great Dark Knight.”

Tim looked at her. “From them on, I’ve been having the same dream, over and over. I—”

(Y/N) raised a hand, stopping him. “When did you find out who we were?”

He nodded. “When I was nine, I was watching TV and I saw you and Dick, well, Robin and Batgirl. You—”

“Batgirl and Robin. In that order.” She pointed to herself with a face that could only be something akin to the ‘first-child-syndrome’. “I was first.”

A smile grew across Tim’s face and he nodded. “Right, Batgirl and Robin. Anyway, I saw you two on TV, and I watched Dick perform a quadruple somersault.” He grinned rather proudly of himself and declared, “I knew that somersault like I knew my own name. About six months later, Robin made his first appearance. And if Dick Grayson was Robin and Bruce Wayne’s ward, then Bruce Wayne was Batman, and you were Batgirl.” (Y/N) stared at Tim in shock, too stunned to even form words.

He shifted nervously under her gaze. “Um…Miss (Y/N)? Batgirl? Are you alright?”

(Y/N) blinked and shook her head as she muttered, “Holy shit, kid. What are you?”

“I—I’m sorry?”

She huffed a laugh and grinned at him. “You’ve got some damn good detective skills to have figured all that out.” Tim smiled sheepishly under the praise, then (Y/N) stood up from the table, stretching her arms over her head until she heard her joints pop, then she stared at him. “You got a place to sleep tonight?”

“I…no. Not at the moment.”

(Y/N) placed her hands on her hips and hummed. “And why’s that?”

“Well, in the course of looking for you, I’ve also been looking for Dick. But I can’t find him. He’s good at disappearing.”

She nodded and pointed to a room. “I know where Dick is. Go sleep in the guest room, and tomorrow we can go find him.”

As she walked past him, heading for her room, he questioned dubiously, “You’d do that for me?”

(Y/N) stopped and glanced over her shoulder. “Isn’t that what family does?”

Tim’s jaw went slack and he gaped at her as she stepped into her room and closed the door behind her.

Damian:

She shut the door behind her and locked it, though there really wasn’t any reason to considering the fact that no one could get into the manor, let alone across the front lawn without anyone inside knowing.

Hauling the bag up and over her shoulder, she found it odd that no one had greeted her yet and her oddity turned into unsettling when she didn’t hear anything.

She dropped her keys in the silver bowl on the side table and looked around the foyer. “Hello? Dad? Alfred? Timmy?” She stuck her head in the kitchen door. “Anyone home?”

There was no response and she hummed questioningly, knowing that on a Sunday, everyone was home relaxing. She made her way to the study and shifted the clock hands, watching as the entrance appeared, then she descended the steps into the cave. It was even quieter than usual, and she felt the hairs stand up on the back on her neck as she made her way to the Batcomputer.

She pushed a button on the keyboard, watching as the screen came to life and said, “Give me the most recent update.”

“Confirmation?” It replied.

“(Y/N) Wayne, Batgirl.”

The computer beeped for a moment. “(Y/N) Wayne. Batgirl. Access level high.” It paused. “Access granted. Welcome Batgirl.”

“Give me the most recent update.”

“Requested.” It processed the request then told her, “Talia al Ghul entered Gotham Bay approximately two days ago, leaving behind Damian al Ghul in Batman’s custody.”

Damian al Ghul? Who the hell is that? (Y/N) raised an eyebrow as she pushed another button. “Who is Damian al Ghul.”

“Damian al Ghul is the biological son of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul. Conceived…month and day unknown…year was two-thousand-three.”

(Y/N) stared at the screen, not sure if she should feel shock that her dad had a second biological kid, or disgust that he slept with Talia to get one. All the sudden, her training kicked in and she felt someone behind her. She spun around, catching the blade of a sword coming at her. She looked down at a young child, no older than ten, glaring up at her. She’d seen pictures of her father when he was a child, and though he had Talia’s emerald green eyes and olive complexion, there was no mistaking the resemblance between him and her father.

Her eyes narrowed into slits as she shoved him away. “The hell are you doing?”

He raised the sword again and said, “Testing you.”

(Y/N) crossed her arms, her gaze curious. “For what purpose?”

He ran at her waving the sword. “To see if you are really father’s daughter.”

She chuckled at that and dodged each attempt to cut her. “Trust me short-stack, I’m Bruce Wayne’s kid.”

Her insult seemed to set him off and he swung the sword wildly. “I am not short!”

(Y/N) grunted as the blade grazed her arm, and she clenched her jaw. “Alright. I’m done entertaining you.”

She let him come to her, then she twisted, wrenching the sword from his grip before tossing it away and coming back around. She gripped him by the collar and used the momentum to slam him to the ground before pulling his arms behind him and putting her knee in his back.

It all happened within seconds, and he didn’t know how to respond other than to cry out in anger. “Let go!”

She pulled his arms tighter until he stopped squirming and she leaned down. “Take a chill pill, runt.” He still cried out in rage at the name, and she heard someone grunt a few feet from her.

“Let him up, (Y/N).”

She looked up to see her father and Alfred walking towards her. She obeyed, rolling away from the boy and to her feet. “I was wondering where you were.”

Bruce nodded to Damian, who was pulling himself off the floor in a rather heated fashion. “We were trying to find out where Damian had gone.”

(Y/N) eyed him for a moment before murmuring, “So, he really is your kid?”

Damian cut Bruce off, spitting, “Are you jealous?”

She looked at Damian and snorted. “Not even an ounce short-cake.” (Y/N) laughed at the way his face pinched in rage, and she turned to Bruce. “You just can’t help collecting them, can you?” He glared at her and she laughed, walking over and nudging him. “Smile a little, Scrooge. Your face will get stuck like that if you don’t.”

He sighed, and muttered, “I don’t know what to do with him.”

(Y/N) glanced at the boy who was picking up his sword. “Too angry?”

“Belligerent is more like it.”

She chuckled and patted his back. “Don’t worry. I’ve got him.”

“(Y/N) I don’t think—”

“Relax, dad. I handled Dick’s anger, didn’t I?”

“Damian’s got Dick beat by a longshot. I don’t think he knows any demeanor other than attack.”

(Y/N) waved as she walked towards Damian. “No one’s able to beat Dick’s anger. No one in a million years could reach the level of pissed off Dick Grayson stays at.” Bruce grinned as he watched (Y/N) take the sword and move Damian towards the stairs. “C’mon pint-sized. We’re going to explore Gotham.”

“I do not want to go.” He retorted, pulling away from her.

She grasped the back of his neck like a puppy and held him firmly as they walked and she quipped, “I don’t really give a fuck whether you want to or not. You’ve been raised by homicidal psychopaths since you were born.” She looked down at him. “You need to see the real world.”

“My grandfather and mother aren’t psychopaths!”

“Oh really? So killing people for money or because honor demands it, isn’t psychopathic traits? What about when Ra’s kills people because they disrespect him?”

“That is different!”

“I mean you don’t see me poppin’ caps in people’s asses when they call me a whore, do you?”

Bruce watched the two of them climb the stairs, arguing, and he sighed, sensing Alfred walk next to him.

“Almost reminds you of Master Dick and Miss (Y/N), doesn’t it Master Bruce?”

He looked at Alfred, then smiled and nodded. “In every way, shape, and form.”

Alfred smiled. “It is such a good thing that Miss (Y/N) is the oldest. The boys have needed her.”

“She’s their protector.”

Alfred paused, resting a hand on his shoulder; Bruce met his gaze and saw such a solemnity in them as he said, “She is everyone’s protector, Master Bruce. Even yours.” Alfred walked away, then Bruce turned and looked at the photo resting on the desk. It was the first photo he and (Y/N) had taken in their suits.

He smiled at it and nodded. “That she is.”

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