i will never neither forgive nor understand why the world works around morning peoples hours mmm

Could I request Midori x gn reader, like where he has a soft spot for the reader? Well as ‘soft’ as Midori could really get,, thank you!!!

SOU 'MIDORI' HIYORI HAVING SOFT SPOT FOR HIS S/O

👗So at the very start let's settle a small little thing. Midori HAS a heart, just a cold one, but he's able to be soft once some bond is between the two of you.

👗I feel like he was spoiled rotten by "mamadori" (nickname i use for his mother LOL) when he was little and overall very loved by her. Same goes towards her, he ADORES his mom. In conclusion, if Sou were supposed to be soft to you, you'd probably remind him of his mother a bit!

👗Now let's get straight to the point. Midori's behavior won't change completely, he'll still tease you, lovingly bully you or play some silly pranks on you, BUT he'll have more mercy for you than for the others he "bully".

👗If you two move in together, expect him to be ALL over you. Sou might follow you around yours place like a lost puppy hdshs. His hands will probably hold your waist, hip etc. so you "won't get lost" in your own home ofc.🙄🙄

👗In public, Hiyori might hold your hand as you walk around together! On fancy dinner dates, once he slides his hand under the table, he might even trail his fingers over your leg gently.🤭 (Just to see ya flustered tho..)

👗If you're feeling down don't expect him to do much shit..he's kinda bad at cheering people up lmao. BUUT if he's feeling genuine enough, he'll sit down next to you, rub your back ond go like "Oh you poor thing..Worry less now! Life's gonna just get worse tomorrow ahaha!" So uh yeah lol.

👗If someone's talking shit about you, Sou's already getting ready to give 'em a consent form. He down bad for you frr.( off topic but I'd piss my pants tbh if a lettuce head bitch walked up to me and was like "do you know the asu naro vow?!??!?!" but hey at least hes cunty and hot)

👗If ya'll sleepin' together, he'll cuddle you like a teddy bear. Wherever and how you turn in your sleep, Sou will find a way to cuddle you just how he likes it. ^^

👗He may not seem like the type to enjoy being given orders to, but when it's you, HOHO HE LOVE IT!! Lettuce haired bitch will give you princess/prince treatment if you order him to.(Might even use ma'am/sir if you want ;3)

👗BUYS.YOU.GIFTS. From spoiled to spoiling. Name a thing, he'll get it. Midori's rich anyway so why not. Even if you not ask him to, he'll buy you clothes he thinks you would look good in. Makes you do a fashion show for him lmao.

👗Did I mention he loves to touch you???(ANY WAY POSSIBLE LOLL) Like hear me out, this man will pat your head everyday, not to mention that he kisses your cheek everytime before he leaves to work. While sitting next to each other he rubs your knuckles with his finger tips etc. So yeah, physical man lol(IN BED TOO JK JK)

HIIIIII, IM SORRY FOR NOT BEING ACTIVE BUT I WAS LAZY ASF LAST WEEKS LOLLL. BUUT IM GETTING SOME FREE TIME SOON SO I WILL POST MORE OFTENN. TYY FOR REQUEST YTTD CUZ I LOVE THESE REQUESTS<3 LOVE YOU!!🫶💙

For once it’s not child sole! Happy days! Anyway! What about a Sole who’s scary good at voice impressions, and their companion has gotten used to them just imitating random voices whenever they feel like it- but then walking in on Sole telling a story and doing a perfect imitation of THEIR voice. Idk I have too many OCs with weird talents ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Maccready

"What the fu-! How..? ... how are you doing that?"

Nope, nope, nope. Not today buckaroo to weird. The thing to note about Maccready though is that he's painful superstitious so he'd be raking his brain for what type of creature could change their voice like that, because no way a normal human could. He'd even confront sole asking them if they were human and got embarrassed when they laughed in his face...

Hancock

"Woah... never heard my own voice before......"

He'd whisper it under his breath to himself. It wouldn't even cross his mind that it could be sole. He'd just think he was either way to high, or he'd finally lost it. Either way he's asking Fahrenheit what she thinks hearing his own voice meant next time you're in goodneighbor.

Cait

"Cut that shite out right now if youd like to keep yer teeth!"

It wouldn't freak her out like the rest of the companions, but do you know how many people have mocked her accent over the years? Safe to say she's a. it sensitive about it so tread carefully.

Danse

"....."

*Existential crisis*

Is sole a synth? Sole must be a synth to be able to do that, surely? Right? What is happening? Is anything real? Has sole been sent to replace him and are they slowly starting the change? What is life? No not probable. The institute wouldn't put that much effort into keeping him alive that long. Humanity is flawed probably beyond repair... It's been 200 years how come everything is still radioactive? Surely people should've gotten further than they have in 200 years... has it really been that long? is time a lie? Time is a construct who's to say humanity collectively isn't losing touch with reality. Is sole a synth? Why is Nuka cola still fizzy?

Curie

"Madame/Monsieur how are you able to talk like me? Were you given ms nanny technology? This is so fascinating!!!"

Annnnddd you just started a 3 hour conversation on Ms nanny tech, and voice training exercises.... She's a curious girl what can she say. Gotta get that knowledge

Deacon

*Starts talking back in their voice*

Yeah he most likely can do this too. And even if he's really bad at it he's still gonna do it just to see the look on soles face. Priceless

Piper

"I'd ask where you learned that, but im scared I don't wanna know..."

How do even learn you have some of these talents? Like do you just wake up and suddenly damn I can speak in other people's voices? Trippy.

Nick

"Kid.... Look I got work I gotta do some work, and then you can tell me all about your story. In your voice please."

Hes a tired old man. He may love sole, but he also has work. You ever seen one of those super sweet parents that loves their kid with all their heart, is just so tired they can't even barely function that's him. Even though sleep may not be an issue for him I'm sure once he gets his mind set on something he wants to finish that task before starting a new one.

Preston

"I don't know how you're doing that general, but it's probably the coolest thing I've ever seen!"

Preston seldom gets excited, but when he does he goes all out. Just image kid in a candy store. If sole has any other cool talents he'll ask about them and then demand they show him.

X6-88

"Ma'am/Sir please give me a moment I think my audio processors are malfunctioning"

He would think he'd finally busted something until sole breaks down laughing at him. The he realizes that the future director is just using him for a joke... what a sick cruel world he lives in

Ma'am I had this idea. Outrageous but I did😂😂. Dark! Colin Shea. Can u imagine. Him acting all friendly but his intentions r not so good. So I can't sleep now. Yay😂😂

Heyy! So another movie I haven’t seen 🤭 But it’s basically like a Neighbor AU situation, right?

I’m going to try something, I guess 😂

safe hands

colin shea x reader

warnings: smut! dark fic! noncon! drunk reader, innocent reader, stalking, obsession, loss of virginity, dark!colin, not proofread  

wc: 1606

a/n: not me writing for characters i dont even know... @jack-skellingtons-stuff hope ur sleepin well now sdkskskkd

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So Colin...

Probably a boy next door

Like literally. You just moved and he’s your next-door neighbor.

So, imagine you... A young pretty little thing that’s fresh out of college and is looking for a job but you’re just this awkward little ball of sunshine that keeps messing everything up.

You never even go out of your apartment unless it’s for an interview, even then, you so dread those stuff.

“You’re a freaking adult now! Why can’t you just act normal and do adult... stuff?!” You would chide yourself in front of a mirror, groaning in desperation at your lack of... experience? Like workwise.

Hey, there are people working from home. Maybe you can do that?

And you did. And you actually found one which is great for your adulthood but not great for you because you never go out of your apartment anymore. At all.

That’s when Colin comes in.

He was there when you moved in, expecting you to greet him like every girl who sees him. He really gets em easily. I mean... look at him.

So he watched you as you brought boxes in which there was not much. There were like 3 boxes, maybe 5 but not more. He watched you with amusement as you were too busy grunting at the boxes, missing his nude form by his door, only a small towel to cover himself.

He takes a bite of his apple, obnoxiously chewing to catch your reaction but he was met with a slam of your door.

Since then, he has become fond of you.

He’d watch you as you went in and out of your apartment in those cute little skirts and wonderful blouses and every time, it’s a sight for him.

He eventually found out that you’re going to job interviews and he found himself following you and witnessing some of those awkward interviews and he finds himself growing more fond of you. Even got himself thinking that he might actually like you... Is that even possible? He’s Colin Shea. He doesn’t settle down.

But for you, he might.

He saw how you would block everything out and he listened to your late-night talks with yourself and he can’t help but think about how adorable you are. How helpless you are. Something ignited in him and all he wants to do now is be there for you. Protect you. Take care of you.

Imagine his reaction when you’re no longer getting out of your apartment.

So he finally decides to meet you. Or for you to meet him. He knows so much about you already but he won’t say that to you.

A knock forces you away from your laptop. You open the door to find a man staring down at you with a friendly smile.

“Umm, hi? D-did I, Was I making any noise or something?” Your stuttering would make Colin’s heart leap out of his chest and the way you're dressed down with shorts and a huge sweater only made his heart swell even more.

“Uh hi! I’m Colin! I’m your neighbor! I uh... Was going to ask a favor, if that’s alright?” He smiles shyly at you.

“Um, yeah! What’s up?” You smile awkwardly, silently praying for him to leave already. Not that he was annoying. You were just not used to this... And besides, you’re doing work.

“I locked myself out of my apartment and I tried talking to the office but I guess they’re already out. I mean it’s pretty late.” He looks down at his wristwatch before looking at you with a hopeful smile making your heart beat faster. Not because of his boyish cute smile but because the idea of a stranger being with you just doesn’t sit right.

But it would be more awkward to deny him now, would it?

“It’ll be as if I wasn’t here. I promise. Just need somewhere to spend the night. I mean I can sleep by my door but that would be--” 

“Y-yeah, I guess you can stay for a while.” You give him a small smile which Colin found extremely adorable which then made him grin. A grin that soon fell when he took a look around your apartment.

He watches as you make your way back to your laptop, quickly getting back into your zone. His heart falls at the sight. Is that what you’ve been doing the whole day?

“Have you eaten?” He finds himself asking, not being able to resist.

He watches your face contort into confusion and he would’ve awed at the sight but your reply made him somewhat angry.

“I guess not... Did you want anything?” You pull yourself away from your laptop once more and Colin didn’t know if he liked the idea of you preparing his food but nothing for yourself. 

What a sweet girl...

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll order take-out!” Colin cheered before pulling out his phone, wiggling his eyebrows at your shocked expression.

That’s how you find yourself eating pizza while watching some show on the telly.

Then those nights became a thing.

Colin would often visit you, making sure that you eat and take a break from work because he said that you tend to overwork yourself.

“You’re not my mom!” You’d playfully slap his chest.

“Well, I might as well be!” He’ll take your wrist before dragging you towards your bed and forcing you to watch another batch of comedy shows.

He’d be laughing at the show so much that you find yourself laughing as well. 

You would no longer feel so stressed.

But then things went badly. 

The company you were working for decided to let some employees go and unfortunately, those who work from home weren’t as important as those who work in the office.

You cried in Colin’s arms that night.

Colin did feel sorry for you. But maybe it’s for the best. Even the universe thinks you shouldn’t be working like that. He’s there to take care of you. You would no longer have to stress yourself out to live.

He’ll make sure to take good care of you.

Then the drinks came up.

One bottle of beer. Then two. Then three.

Honestly, you lost count.

Colin didn’t. He didn’t drink any.

He’d watch you with a smile as you’re sad and brooding aura turned into a giggly one.

“I’m sleepy...” You would mutter, head falling down Colin’s shoulder and he would embrace you happily, stroking the side of your face gently.

He’ll smile at the way you would squeal when he carries you to your bed.

“You enjoy being relaxed, babe?” He asks, taking your socks off. Then your shorts and shirt that went unnoticed by you.

“Too hot!” You’d fan yourself with your hand which Colin would take. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” He’ll press a kiss on your forehead that’ll make you giggle.

Colin would watch your naked body, touch your warm skin with patience.

“So beautiful... And all for me, right?” He presses a kiss on your lips and you nod at whatever it is he’s saying.

He’ll easily play your body, making you and himself feel good. His fingers would play with your clit while his mouth laps on your nipples, taking turns from left and right.

He’d bask at the sound of your moans and whimpers that went straight to his hardening cock.

He’ll only stop when you’re drunkenly begging for more which he happily gives.

His hard cock would be poking your entrance and as he pushes in slowly, your eyes would widen, suddenly not so drunk anymore.

“Colin?” Your frightened voice alerts Colin and he would shush you with a kiss.

“Don’t worry about it, baby. I got you... I got you...” He whispers before pushing in, swallowing your cries with lustful kisses.

“God!” He moans when he’s fully seethed in, your walls hugging his cock. He stays there for a while, listening to your heavy breathing and slightly feeling guilty at your cries.

“Ahh...” You cry out when he slowly pulls out. He’d kiss your tears away before slowly pushing back in, pulling your body closer to his in a hug, whispering promises about feeling better soon.

And you did.

Your cries turned into moans which motivated Colin to thrust faster yet still careful to not hurt you. He didn’t even have to ask because when he looked down at his cock, he saw little blood, and his jaw clenched, feeling some sort of remorse.

“You’re doing good, You’re so good to me.” He whispers before resuming his thrusts. He’d dwell at the sound of your pleasured moans and his hand would find its way down your clit, fingers playing with the nub until your body was shaking violently underneath him.

“You gonna cum? Cum for me, baby... You’re good. You’re safe...” He grunts at how your walls are tightening around him. You whimper before curling against his body, unknowingly pulling his body closer to yours. 

He shivers before cumming as well, his seeds filling your hole, making you drip with his cum. He places a loving kiss on your forehead before pulling out.

The mixture of blood and his cum makes him get a cloth before gently cleaning you up, being extra careful when he wiped at your core.

He cleans himself up before lying back beside you. He presses a kiss on the side of your head, your nose, and then your lips.

“I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore...” He places a hand on your stomach before smiling and pulling the covers over the both of you.

You’re in safe hands.

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a/n: see i dont think i should write for these guys (from movies i haven’t watched/too lazy to watch) because im probs messing up a lot skskks anyway hope y’all think this one is alright! also im a sucker for innocent reader jcnavn

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the lift.

STEVE ROGERS. MARVEL. ┃ USEFUL LINKS.

❝ request by anon: Girl I love that we must watch all the same things because your masterlist is heaven!! I love all the characters lol Can I request an imagine for reader x Steve Rogers where the reader is an avenger but her and Bucky are super close where everyone thinks they’re together, but it’s platonic. Reader and Steve have massive crushes on each other, but are two idiots who don’t realize it. The team has to help hem figure it out?? Or you can switch them around it you want. I love Steve and Bucky equally 🤷‍♀️

❝ request by anon: Hey girl! Awww yah! Requests are open 🎉 Can I request something for Steve Rogers? Maybe a prompt of “You came to my room at 4am...to cuddle?" I’m a sucker for Steve so honestly anything you write is fine 😅

❝ words: about 1k.

❝ a / n: don’t forget to comment and reblog if you liked it, i’d really appreciate it!

“This is a bad idea, sir”.

The metallic voice from F.R.I.D.A.Y. speaks throughout the living room. Even she knows that locking you and Steven inside the lift isn't going to help you to realize what you feel for each other.

“Sh…” Stark utters before taking a sip from his glass of whisky.

All the Avengers are there. Natasha has made popcorn to share with Bruce, while Pepper is trying to persuade his husband to stop, asking Bucky for help. But he just shrugs in her direction.

“Do you have plans for tonight?” The captain asks resting his waist against the railing, placing his hands there too.

“Nope. I think I'm just… gonna order some food and have a quiet night”. You shake your head, holding a S.H.I.E.L.D. file closer to your chest. “Why? You have another option?”

“Nope”. He imitates you with a soft grimace, almost giggling. “Sounds good to me, ma'am”.

“Oh, so, will I be blessed with your presence, Capta—”.

You can't finish the joke when the lift shakes slightly by stopping. A loud roar turns the lights inside red. Steve walks to the control, hitting every button on it as if this gesture could make it work again. And you're starting to sweat. You have claustrophobia and suddenly these four walls feel too close to each other. Like, really close.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.?” He exclaims once and again before turning at you, hyperventilating sitting on the floor. “Hey, hey, hey! Are you okay?”

“I ca— I can't breathe, Steve”. You barely babble.

“Okay, okay, don't panic. It's okay”. Keeping as much calm as he can, the soldier removes the file from your hands to take off your jacket.

“Let the lift fall a little”. Tony casually pronounces the command to his A.I., making everyone in the room turn at him.

The lift falls a little. And the whole damn city can hear you screaming. Steve is on the verge of his nerves, standing up to try to force the doors and open them. You may be somewhere between the twentieth and the twenty-first floor. But they feel like both are hermetically closed.

“Hello? Anybody hear us?” The Captain screams from the bottom of his lungs, palming and hitting the walls.

“God, I'm gonna die”. You whisper in tears, causing your friend to kneel again close to you.

He doesn't doubt taking you into his strong arms, maneuvering to sit on the floor and put you onto his laps, tightly wrapping you against his chest. Steve rocks you, wanting you to calm down and to not think where you are, nor what's happening. He has protected and comforted you before, but this time where not even F.R.I.D.A.Y. is responding, you know it's the end. And you don't want to die in silence.

“I love you”. You sob, hiding your face under his jaw, gripping your fingers in his shirt.

He laughs quietly, leaving a kiss on top of your head. “I love you too”.

He hasn't understood you.

“I love you, Steve”. You repeat the confession. “I don't wan— wanna… die without telling you”.

“Don't be dramatic”. He scoffs, not replying to what you have just said.

Stark never thought it wouldn't happen this fast, but now, everybody is celebrating your revelation.

“Can you, for the love of God, take them out of there?" Pepper almost begs, knowing how bad do you feel in closed spaces.

“Just… one minute else”.

The excuse they gave you both was that they were training and minding their own business. But the A.I. is everywhere, so at least you don't believe them. And you can't stop thinking about what you told Steve. He hasn't acted weird after it, probably imagining it has been part of the moment. But it's not.

Getting up from your bed, not being able to sleep, you tour the long hallways to his dorm. Taking a deep breath as you notice the light under the door, you come closer to knock it. Walking inside and closing the room behind your back, you rest it against the iron door. The soldier is lying on his mattress, reading a book about Sherlock Holmes. But the story is left in the background when he raises his eyes towards you and a funny grimace appears on his face.

“You came to my room at fou—”.

“I was serious”. You interrupt him with a firm tone. Swallowing, you close your eyes to find the encouragement to repeat your words somehow. “I'm in love with you, Steve. Ever since”.

His gesture suddenly disappears, causing you to tremble a little. But before you can continue speaking, he tosses the sheets by his side over him to palm the bed. In silence, you walk straight to it slowly, hesitating. As soon as his arms can surround you, he pushes you onto his chest, tucking you there. He didn't believe the excuse Stark gave you either. It wasn't a coincidence.

“I love you too”. He whispers, not like a secret, but only wanting you to hear his —surprisedly— honeyed voice. “I can't even explain what you make me feel, but you complete me in the most perfect way. And I was good being your friend. I can't anymore now”.

Steve is aware he doesn't need vocal permission to kiss you, bringing his lips to yours. You don't hold back a soft sigh, leaving a hand on his chest and landing the other on his neck. At first, you don't have any rush. You take your time tasting each other's lips until he finds your tongue with his and something explodes within your guts. Soon the two of you are breathless, needed for more, pawing and exploring your anatomies under your clothes.

“I want to make you mine”. The soldier growls against your mouth, settling himself between your legs to shorten any kind of distance, losing the shame that still characterizes him sometimes.

“And, what are you waiting for, Captain?” You gasp tangling your fingers into the golden locks of hair.

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steve rogers: @chibsytelford

Hey, I hope you’re well! 🙃Can I ask #7 and #32?

Hi hi!! I'm fine! I hope you're doing great too!! I've written another shot based on prompt #32, (which im quite proud of) and you can find it here. You haven't mentioned a pairing, so I'm just gonna write for bbrae :)

I humbly tried to dabble into the holy world of office romance. You should see my manhwa reading list. My last 6-7 webcomics are filled with office romances XoX

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'What? But I've been working overtime for the past twelve days!' He whined, practically on the verge of tears.

'Well that's tragic,' The vice president rolled her eyes. 'But you are my secretary now, and you have to be competent in what you do.'

'But..!'

Raven Roth had no idea how she'd gotten herself into this situation.

She was the vice president of a successful company, an accomplished and respected 28-year-old woman, but now she was stuck here, in her office, arguing pointlessly with a man-child.

Her old secretary (and only friend) Kory Anders, was on her honeymoon, leaving Raven with.. Him.

‘No “buts” Mr. Logan,’ Raven cut him off. ‘The company is going through a critical time now, and I want every employee to give their hundred percent. And you-’

Sometimes she wondered why she didn’t just fire him, but, truth be told, even if he was messy, and lazy, and was definitely not used to working behind the table, 27-year-old Garfield Logan was actually quite good at what he did.

And also that her old secretary had personally hired him, and Raven did not want to deal with an angry Kory Anders.

‘M-Mr. Logan are you…?’ She looked at her now secretary, who had slumped shoulders and was looking downwards.

‘How do you expect me to work like this?!’ He finally snapped, looking up at her and walking closer to her desk. ‘I get sleep for a grand total of three hours a day, I haven’t had a proper meal and have been practically living on caffeine and I don’t have any plants in my new apartment!!’

‘Plants…?’ She raised an eye-brow.

‘I just needed a third thing, okay?’ Gar cried out. He took a few deep breaths and with his chin touching his chest, his shoulders began to shake.

‘Mr. Lo- Logan are you… cryi-’

‘Yes! Yes, I’m having a mental breakdown right now!’ He exclaimed, looking up at her with tears in his eyes. ‘You may be perfect, Ms. Roth, but I am not! I’m nowhere near perfect, and I’m trying my best to keep up with you here. I’m trying my best, I swear, but I can’t anymore. You’ve ought to give me a break. If I had a girlfriend, I bet she’d want me to quit.’

‘..Well, you don’t have a girlfriend…’ Raven quietly muttered, feeling kind of guilty all of a sudden.

‘Because I’ve been working for you the whole time!!’ Gar yelled, watching her wince as he did.

He finally exhaled, and calmed himself. He stepped back, and suddenly, a professional aura surrounded him, which made Raven blink twice.

‘..I’m sorry Ms. Roth.’ He regarded her. ‘I’m sorry for behaving in an-’

A quite peculiar, but not not-good sound made him stop in his tracks, and in front of him, he could see his superior…. Laughing?

Gar had worked for Raven Roth for almost a month now, and he had never even seen the sides of her lips turning upwards, often making him wonder if they were fixed in a slight frown. But now, in front of him at 10 pm, The Raven Roth was laughing her heart out. Gar blinked, and even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating, because, truthfully, the scene in front of him was… making his heart flutter.

‘I-I’m sorry Mr. Logan..’ Raven said between laughs, covering her mouth with her hand. ‘But no employee has ever talked to me like that before… I would say that you’re almost being… cute.’

‘Well.. of course they haven’t,’ Gar coughed, trying to hide his obvious blush. ‘They’re practically working zombies…’

‘Heh, well you know what,’ Raven sighed, rolling her stiff shoulders into her plush chair. 'You can go home for today… But, I need those papers present on my table by next Monday. Understand?'

'Yes, Ma'am!!' Gar happily exclaimed, saluting her.

‘I may say… you’re being quite perky for someone who was whimpering not two seconds ago.’

‘Heh.. yeah, about that..’ He blushed, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. ‘Can we just pretend the last five minutes of our lives never happened?’

‘Even the time I told you to wrap it up for the day?’ Raven slyly played along, not knowing what had gotten into her… but not disliking it either. ‘Okay, then, get the files from-’

She looked at him, pouting like a cute little puppy which was kicked in the- wait…

...Cute?

Raven Roth didn’t think things were cute, let alone other humans. She didn’t go around swooning over other men like some women, but what had invaded her thoughts right now?

Well, she did say that the puppy was cute… that had to count for something, right?

‘It’s okay, Mr. Logan, you may go. I was just messing with you.’

‘Phew.’ With a hand on his fine chest, the secretary let out a sigh. Wait, fi- ‘And also, now that we’re off the clock, please, you can call me Gar, Rav-’

‘And you may call me Ms. Roth.’

‘Ms. Roth.’ He smiled. He slightly bowed his head as a silent greeting and walked out of her office.

Raven thought about continuing her work, like she’s been doing every single night-

‘Mr. Garfield?’ She called out, surprising herself as she did.

‘Si?’ Gar immediately popped his head back into her office, almost as if he’d been standing in front of the door the whole time.

Now that he was looking oh-so intently at her, she blushed. And the last time the vice president had blushed was probably(?) when she was in kindergarden…

‘I.. J-just.. I wanted…’ Raven stumbled, making Gar raise his eye-brows with disbelief. ‘Just.. ah, thank you. I.. I needed this. This may seem a little out of character for me-’

‘A little?’ He teased.

‘Okay, well,’ She huffed. ‘This may not seem like myself, but..’ She sighed, almost bashfully fingering the folders on her table. ‘You know I don’t have many friends, everybody knows that. There are only people who are more-or-less fearful of me because of my designation. And ever since Kory went on her… vacation, I have just been working without a care in the world. But… this, whatever weird little confrontation we had right now… it was refreshing. I really needed that laugh, honestly,’ She chuckled. ‘So.. thank you.’

Gar’s face was colored red, and she was almost sure it mirrored hers, but he just smiled. ‘Anytime.’ He winked. 'And.. I'm your friend now! So don't hesitate to come to me anytime you're in need of a pal.'

Raven awkwardly smiled and got back to the task she was doing on her computer.

‘Umm.. Ms. Roth, aren’t you gonna go home too?’

‘Huh, me? No.’ She shook her head, stifling a yawn. ‘I have this presentation to be tak-’

‘What? But today is Friday.. You have the whole weekend ahead of you! You should take a break!’

‘No, Mr. Loga- Garfield, it’s okay.’ He'd taken a seat on one of the chairs in front of her table. ‘You should go ahead...’

‘Oh, Ms. Roth..’ He sighed. ‘If you take a break now, and get a decent good night’s sleep while you still can, you’ll be refreshed and will be more energized to do your work later on; which will make your work even better! So.. what do ya’ say?’

Gar smiled at her, but he seemed dumbfounded once he saw the expression on her face. She was blushing, very heavily, and Gar wasn’t sure if he’d done something which made her face flush. He raised an eye-brow, to which Raven shyly responded by pointing towards her desk with her eyes. As he looked down at where her eyes were pointed, he saw that his hands were covering hers, almost in an affectionate way.

‘Ahem.’ He pulled back at once, his face flushed with shock and embarrassment.

Raven tried regaining her composure, flattening the front of her suit as a distraction and trying to not concentrate on the warmth that was still lingering on her usually cold hands.

‘Well, Mr. Logan, I thank you for your concern, but…’ The VP sighed, eyeing the files on her desk, thinking back on what had happened a few moments ago. Raven wasn’t the kind of person to reconsider things; She had a schedule and she followed it accordingly. But she also wasn’t the kind of person who’d be easily flustered around people, blush (so many times!), or have such… inappropriate thoughts about a co-worker. (Raven believes “cute” is highly inappropriate.) She also made a mental note to go for a health check-up soon, because she wasn’t sure if her heart was supposed to be beating so fast. Or be missing beats.

‘..I’m going to say something and regret it real quick.’ She mumbled. ‘Okay.. have it your way!’

‘Sweet!’ Gar laughed. ‘Seeing as we’re the only people left, let’s head out together!’ He suggested before walking out.

Raven looked dazed for a moment, but then quickly sorted through the files and folders. She organised what she needed and what she would take a look at later, and sighed at her empty table.

Rummaging through her bag, she looked for her car keys. ‘Shit.’

'You okay?' He called out to her. 'Whoa, that was so cool!' She heard him say to himself as his voice echoed through the empty office.

'Nothing, just..' She exhaled. 'I locked the keys in the car, and my spare keys are at home...' She looked frustrated.

'Oh man...' Gar stood at her door, looking down. 'Uhh, can't you just call up your butler or something?'

'It's almost 11 at night, Garfield.' She let out a long sigh.

'Wait.. but can't you rich people like, call your butlers anytime and they'll be present?'

'What do you think this is, a no-budget fanfiction?' Raven rolled her eyes. Her head was laying on her clean table, and Gar couldn't help but blush after seeing her look so laid-back in front of him. 'Well, I can call them, but I wouldn't want to disturb them. Besides, I can just call a cab for now.'

'Or I could give you a ride!' Gar abruptly suggested.

'Umm?' The woman awkwardly raised an eye-brow, not able to find her words to reply to him.

'I mean..' He started, scratching the back of his neck. 'I was the one who suggested we wrap up for the day, and I'm here with you now. If anything were to happen to you, it is really unsafe now, late at night, I wouldn't help but feel responsible. So let me-'

'Garfield.. I-' Raven blushed. 'I don't think it will be suitable for me to accompany a co-worker like this... And also if people think there's an ulterior motive-'

'I don't have any ulterior motives, Rae.' He smiled. 'I'm just a concerned guy looking out for a friend.'

'Very well... Thank you, Garfield.' She looked down at her table, trying to hide her flushed face. 'Also, nobody calls me "Rae".'

'Yes ma'am!' The secretary smiled and walked out to his cubicle to get his things, leaving Raven alone in her office.

Right then, Raven Roth knew something had changed. Be it the atmosphere or herself, she wasn't sure, but something had definitely changed between her and this Gar Logan.

Maybe it was just one-sided; maybe it was because nobody had made her laugh like that, (even though he didn't do it on purpose.), maybe because no one else had ever suggested her to leave her precious work and get sleep. It could be because for the first time, someone had talked to her as Raven (...or Rae) and not “Vice President, Miss. Roth”. Or probably because it was the first time somebody had cared for her enough to stay back and offer a ride.

She wasn't sure why (or what exactly), but she knew something had changed... and in the deepest, darkest corners of her mind, Raven selfishly hoped it didn't change back.

‘You ready?’ He reappeared at her office, bowing a little melodramatically as he caught her eye.

'Yeah…' Raven smiled. 'I'm ready.'

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Believe it or not the whole meltdown-in-front-of-lady-boss thing is based on a real incident lmho.

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Episode 3- “Y'all wanted magic within and we delivered- case closed”-Autumn

Another super fun challenge! I want to shout out to the hosts for just doing a great job so far. This is making this quarantine just a little less terrible. So happy we have immunity and getting our first reward is so exciting! I’ve been trying my best to connect with members outside of my tribe in the great hall chat and get close with my tribe mates. For the most part I really trust all of them. And that’s horribly scary. I really love being on hufflepuff. But I have a feeling a swap is gonna happen. Kevin told me he thinks it’s going to be 2 tribes of 8. We will see. GL to slytherin and ravenclaw! 

HOES MAD 

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I'm so dead and drained rn but I look forward to reading this round and seeing how heated people are over this. And this will definitely follow me the entire game but you know what I'm glad. Don't let the 16 month hiatus fool you: when I show up I show out. Everything is mind over matter in a way and y'all caught me on a good day so I was just like fuck it I'll do this all day if I have to. So I walked into that challenge at 11:30 am and deadass my phone never left my side... for 9 1/2 hours. Also y'all know I'm at my best when I'm an underdog? So of course I went all out, please tell me you didn't expect anything less. And can I just say Gryffindor legitimately and collectively earned that because everyone participated and put points up. So yes I am that girl but I do it for the squad because I know they'll do it for me. BIG ups though to Vi and Jess- I don't care what their alliances were before today they better have each other's backs and I'll riot if they don't both survive. Literally do the right thing and send a man home. And the same goes for Ravenclaw! I wanna know what's going on over there and I'm not picky but send a man or inactive home if you can. Let it be known that I literally came into this game to raise hell for Dan and Owen lmaaaaooo. I mean I don't want them to go (yet) because that's not what good frenemies do and where's the fun in that. We make each other's arcs better and if we're cast, there will be a fight to the death sooner or later. But until then! Yes I am absolutely living for them sweating it out for a full round. Can y'all believe it? They finally lost at something God is so good. Would've loved to make Hufflepuff sweat too but hey. There's always next round

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Also I just wanna say that 6:00 hour was chef's kiss. In my entire org career, I have never been on a tribe that pulled off a shutout like that and that was ICONIC. Hoes mad but did your entire tribe come together and get a streak of points nonstop for upwards of an hour?? No ma'am you did not. I kept us alive all day but that hour was THE hour that took Gryffindor from 4th to 2nd and that's how you win immunity. Y'all wanted magic within and we delivered- case closed

I don't trust Nick at all. I know in the back of his mind he's thinking i'm gonna play like our previous game which I wasn't exactly loyal to him because I was loyal to some bitch ass alliance that ended up... ANYWAYS. So he seems like the type of player to keep that into consideration because he happened recently and he's sort of a newer player. So I have to be mindful of this all and as much as i'm STRESSING the fact that obviously there were external factors in that game.. that won't impact this game kind of a deal. I know this all could just be my paranoid little brain and thinking that he's out to get me when he's not.. but I haven't played any back to back games in FOREVER and when something THAT FRESH happens.. it's hard for me to not have the after thought of: Wow Nick must think i'm an loyal person who won't tell him my real thoughts. 

 But Nick gonna be a scary player down the line. He's already in my pm's bragging about how him, Landen, and I think his name is Matt? idk one of the "Weebz" (still don't know what that means) and how he will have those potential relationships moving forward.. I just... don't.... understand..... him. ANYWAYS

 The thing is... I think? I can trust Jacob fully. I think this vote SHOULD BE EASY.. but I can't help but feel really fucking bad. Like terrible. Like extremely heart broken about voting out VI. She's put her all into everything and honestly I would be so mad if i've given my all and these two dweebz didn't even show up to the comp. I know she's gonna be upset and I hate knowing that. So i'm TRYING to take emotions out of this decision and make this all strategical and within the game environment because if I was voting with my HEART i'd keep her. BUT then I have that voice in the back of my head that is saying "But if you save Vi.... she'll be loyal to you!" BUT ALSO... I know from HOSTING VI... is that Vi is only loyal to... the fun she has. If she gets bored she fucks around. She's a crackhead. But I obviously can't VOICE THIS TO ANYONE because they could flip this and reverse this on ME. 

I'm scared that if I cast any form of doubt about the vote to Jacob he will relay the message to Nick and well I become more threatening than Vi at this point because I pointed the gun at him... SO I was fucking around with the idea of... using my idol on myself, causing a 2 to 2 tie.. and well.. unless Jacob wants to go to rocks by himself... and basically get voted out.. Mr. Nick goes. But it's LITERALLY FINAL 18............ If this was final 11, sure i'd do this in a heart beat... but this is such a bad bitch move i'm scared people will see I got something on my resumé already. They'll see I went against an alliance for VI. It's just so risky.. but I told myself i'd have FUN in this game.. I just don't want to make a move purely on a past game or purely on emotion. I want to be making moves that move me forward in the game..

I LOVE JOANNA!!! THIS IS A JOANNA APPRECIATION POST!!!!!! and dan has the idol. 

Unsurprisingly, we lost the challenge. I worked my lil booty off as best as I could (I did give up but that is beside the point at this current moment) and I have been friendly, fricking nice as all hell, and then Miguel wants to vote me out. And honey... I think that sealed your fate. I am working on being a little more ruthless I guess because I really want to win this game, so if you come for me, you bet I'm coming for you. I've always made jury and I don't think that this is the season I'm getting stuck with pre-jury. Miguel is the only relationship I don't feel confident in so... bye sis. 

The immunity challenge was a hard-fought battle, but we managed to pull out a win near the end. It was the most stressful time of my life. Honestly, I felt that if we lost then I would get voted out next. Thankfully, that did not happen. However, this is a huge wake up call for me to get my ass into gear and start being more social with my tribe. Otherwise, I might find myself in the bottom and that is not a position I want to be in.

AHHHH so my tribe won immunity and reward and things are great!  Someone mentioned yesterday (Kevin?? Maybe) that this means we are the last tribe to have to see tribal council and that is a GREAT THING!  I really wonder who is going to go home- I just hope it isn't Owen.  I also really hope he still wants to work with me if we end up on a tribe together. In other news, I'm curious to see if a swap is about to happen.  With a double tribal happening tonight it seems as though it would be a big maybe! Also I'm still irritated that my glee shirt didn't count as a band tee, when everyone asks what kind of music I like the first thing I always say is 'anything by the cast of glee' xD I don't feel like I was much help in the challenge but I was there and got points for wine and sequins if that means anything. 

doing this ON TIME.. anyways chile. WOO WE DID IT! finally not coming in last hehe. god the amount of i was just frantically running around my house.. well thank god my family didn’t question it for the most part hehe. overall this challenge was super duper fun and i’m HOPING we can continue to win some because the stress of my tribe wanting to go against me.. yea it’s there. hopefully my paranoia is just that and i have nothing to worry abt ✨

Hey all you cool cats and kittens! It’s Dan, not Carole Baskin, but with the same crackhead energy. So Miss Miguel should be leaving tonight! It’s not anything personal at all. He’s a really sweet guy, but he’s just not around. I work mad hours a week and still make time for this stuff. Joanna is worried because she knows her name is going around so as long as she doesn’t try to pull something, everything is good. I think the chances of that happening are slim to none honestly. I feel like had I been able to compete in the comp I could have helped way more than others. I have a ton of random shit in my apartment that was asked for!!! I was a little shady toward Jacob in the Great Hall chat so lettuce pray that he doesn’t act like a petty fool if we swap together. I am kinda anticipating a swap after this tribal but we’ll see!!! 

we won immunity and nothing has changed on my tribe for me since my last confessional woo consistency yay c:

im sad. we have to vote out vi which is so sad. i love her shes so sweet but i have suhc a tight bond with jess and nick that like there isnt another option. but ugh someone hold my hand

Darn, we were so close to winning, yet so far. Always remember, the unintentional matsing is just as mighty as the intentional, so 3 of us making swap or merge is much more advantageous than a unit of 4. I love my tribe, I do, and I genuinely feel I may be in danger! I trust Jess and Jacob though (JJJ: Jess, Jacob, Jay), so I’m hoping for another unanimous decision. (I will probably be asleep at tribal since I have 1 hour of sleep today)

So out tribe basically gave everything they could in a 12 hour challenge of Hell. I tried especially hard thinking I would be voted out if we lost because no one really talks "game" with me. I know that side seasons are 'Survivor Lite' but typically people at least talk game. I know I wasnt the target from last vote because everyone assured me they want to work with me and Josh said to vote him out in the tribe chat. Apparently though Josh wanted to do a blindside and reached out to Autumn to let her know asking me if he had asked me. So honestly Autumn is the truest! The other two notnvoting me inlobe seeing but if Josh talked to them then... hm Anyway I cant play a perfect game anymore :( Also I have officially dug through all of Hagrids things and he has no idol for me. I thought he might have something in could take and use somewhere else since he is a keeper of keys. But naw.

Guess who lost by two points!! Fricking Nicholas and Jacob leaving us for 7 hours. Then nick only showed up for the last 3ish but he didn’t even submit anything. Wth? We’re gonna try to kick him out.

i love my tribe so much we keep having more and more fun each time :D i definitely think after max's april fools prank i'm even more inclined to want to vote him if we lose, but i'm also grateful he's not really gone because mayhaps a weeb alliance in the future is possible.... !!! i also always utilize the great hall segments to make myself known and thought about even if people also think i'm a bit annoying, idc, the main thing is they remember me and when we meet on a swap or something i am one of the first they choose to talk to! it is always an important strategy of mine, people don't realize that in big games, one of the most crucial things you can do is leave a big first impression on people on the other tribes, you have the lucky opportunity to get some spaces where you meet them in ORGs unlike in the real world - USE it to let them form an idea of you in their head and decide they like you before they even meet you, it's a weird phenomena but i've found it's one of my most consistent strategies, when i actually decide to employ it (flashback to me being so lazy in 2020 i barely even used one world.. eep) hufflepuff is cute and we WILL be continuing to make marshmallow moves, until i get to make my own independent marshmallow moves to win

Soooo we finally lost a challenge kfjahsdj time to put this alliance to the test! The answer seemed pretty clear to me though - everyone kinda just wants to do Miguel. I feel bad, because I do think these competitions have NOT played to his strengths at all and I know he can be a great competitor. And I really wanted to get to know him again this time around. For a second, Dan and I considered saving him as a loyal number... but I just can't do that to Joanna, who has rlly busted her ass lately. So tonight it's a harder choice than it seems, but ultimately, I'm going with Miguel, and I told him that. I really wish he would've put more effort into our conversations before he was in trouble lmao. Also, DAN FOUND THE IDOL HEHEHEEH so that's great :) Glad to know he trusted me enough to tell me about it! I think he's probably going to be pretty loyal this time to me? And I feel like I have to give that same courtesy back to him. Someone will probably take one of us out eventually. I rlllly do not want to stress. If for some reason they blindside me tonight or Miguel has another idol or something, it has been fun <3

Believe It or Not. Part 8.

Summary: after the night at the school, y/n is more shaken up than ever. For Scott, she acts like she's fine. But she keeps seeing what happened in her head, and they won't stop. Until someone helps her. content: hella fluff tbh (Based off 1x08 "Lunatic") After everything that happened in the school that night, Melissa wasn't letting Scott or Y/n out of the house for anything. Y/n was practically losing her mind with boredom. She had done all her homework, and was working her way through the entire Star Wars series for the 290220 time probably. *sidenote, rip Carrie Fisher <3* She pretty much fell off her bed when she heard her phone ring, struggling and stumbling to get to the device. Once she picked it up she saw that Stiles was calling her. A mix of emotions flowed through her as she answered. "Stiles, hi!" She greeted, probably a little bit too enthusiastically. "Hi to you too, how do you feel about helping me with something?" Y/n could hear the excitement in his voice. "Why do I have the feeling that this is something where I have to worry about getting caught?" She teased. "Because those are the only plans I ever make." Y/n laughed at the boy. "Alright Stilinski, what is it?" He didn't waste a beat telling her all about his plan, "I know Scott's been super down because of Allison lately, and I also know neither of you are allowed to leave the house. So if you could gather your depressing brother and convince him to climb out your window that would be great." She walked the few feet to her window to see that, he was in fact, standing right outside her window. "Alright fine but have him back by 11." "Yes ma'am." Y/n hung up the phone and headed to Scott's room where she had to drag him out of bed and back to her room. "You have to be quiet alright. Stiles is right outside my window, but mom is in the room right below so be careful." Y/n unlocked her window and lifted it up, feeling a cool breeze flow through her room, sending a slight shiver through her body. She stuck her head out briefly to see the spastic boy waiting for his best friend. "Thanks y/n." Scott whispered as he started to stick his legs out the window and gain his balance on the roof. She watched as the two boys ran off into the darkness, and smiled to herself. Hopefully Scott would be happy again. - - - It was Monday morning and y/n had to go back to school after the building being shut down Thursday and Friday. She woke up and quickly got dressed in black tights, and her black floral print dress that matched perfectly with her light brown boots. She realized she hadn't heard Scott up and moving around so she decided to go check on him and make sure he was awake. She took cautious steps inside his door frame to see that he was still asleep. But, once she was completely inside her brother's room his alarm finally went off. "Beautiful Monday morning, Beacon Hills High School is back open after being closed Thursday and Friday. Police search continues for alleged killer. Derek Hale-" Y/n raced over to silence the fuzzy radio noise, and gave Scott a hesitant smile when she saw he was awake. "We should probably set this to buzzer Huh," Scott groaned as a response. "You alive in there?" She poked his face trying to lighten the mood. "No." "Not ready to go back to school?" "No." "You want to stay home another day? I'll stay too?" Y/n offered sympathetically. "No." She sighed, "Okay. This isn't just about what happened at the school, right? It's about Allison. Do you want to talk about it?" Y/n had now moved so she was sitting on the edge of Scott's bed next to him. "Not with you." He mumbled closing his brown eyes and letting his head fall back onto his indented pillow. "Hey!" She nudged him, "I may not know what you're going through but I'm here." That was the last thing she said before urging him to get up so they wouldn't be late. She had started to walk back out of his room when a slight whisper caught her attention causing her to stop in her tracks and place her hand on the door frame. "I'm gonna get her back." Y/n wasn't sure if Scott was actually addressing her or just encouraging himself but she turned around anyway and smiled at him. "You will." She assured him. She truly hoped he did get her back too. She hadn't ever seen her brother that happy before. - - - Y/n was walking up the stairs of her high school, books in her hand and her head down. She kept replaying the other night in her head. She could barely sleep, she was trying to act like she was fine for Scott. With everything going on she knew he didn't need to be worrying about her, he didn't need to know that she knew the truth either. (< when writing is in between these it's a flashback>) <"please just one second to explain!" The scared girl pleaded to the janitor, yelling at him to leave. One person was already dead, and they were all next. So if they could just save this one person, that would be enough for her. That's when the beast jumped out of nowhere and ripped out the mans jugular. Y/n watched in fear as blood poured from his wound and his mouth. Before she could do anything the beast wrapped his claws around her neck and lifted her up. "Get off of me!" She screamed.> "Hey, Hey! Y/n it's me, it's me." She was pulled from her nightmare when she realized she was staring into Stiles' golden eyes. He had grabbed her arm, not the beast. Her breathing was out of control. She looked around and saw her books scattered all over the hallway floor, and people staring. "Come on, I'll get you out of here." Stiles' whispered in her ear as he helped her get to her feet. She stood there, silent and in shock, hugging her arms to her chest as Stiles grabbed all of her belongings and put them back in her bag before slinging the thing across his shoulder. Y/n's eyes stayed focused down, she could still feel their eyes on her, and she hated it. She hated that she couldn't talk to anyone about what she was going through, she hated that she could be of no help to Scott, she hated that her entire world had been flipped upside down, and she hated being weak. She felt tears slip out of her eyes before she was pulled from her thoughts by Stiles' hand back on her arm, gently tugging on her so she would walk with him. Y/n took one step, and Gravity got the best of her. She was falling and then in a matter of seconds she wasn't. Stiles had caught her and swiftly lifted the girl in his arms. Y/n rested her head on his shoulder and let her eyes shut as he quickly sped away from the mob of glaring eyes. Once Stiles found an empty classroom he set y/n on top of one of the desks so she could sit. Once he got her situated he took a moment to look at her, to really look at her. Y/n's gaze was down towards her shaking hands, to which he grabbed, the touch forcing her to look at him. He smiled at her and then used one hand to wipe the tears away that had spilled, leaving stains on her red cheeks. "I guess that's just Monday for ya." He commented, making her laugh. The sound brought complete joy to his ears, she was okay. "Sorry about that." Y/n apologized, using one hand to tuck both sides of her hair behind her ears. "Don't be." Stiles said, placing his finger under her chin, moving her head up until her eyes met his again. "What happened?" He questioned her cautiously. "I- I just-" y/n tried to explain until her breathing started getting uneasy again just thinking about it. "Shh, it's okay. You're okay." The boy reminded her with his soothing voice. He stared at her for a long time, watching as her chest started to rise and fall at a slower pace. Then he hesitantly urged her to keep talking. "Was it, was it because of what happened, what happened here?" Y/n's eyes shifted to look out the window, she watched as the trees blew lightly in the breeze and how the clouds shifted uneven spots of shade on the world, before answering. "yes." She was caught of guard when suddenly she was being lead forward into the embrace of Stiles' arms, to which she gladly welcomed. She clutched both of her arms around his neck and pulled him close, needing the comfort. Needing his comfort. His arms were wrapped near her lower waist, pulling her closer until she was no longer sitting on the desk but standing on her feet. His thumbs ran light lines across her back, soothing her. The two remained that way for a few, long minutes. Until y/n started to pull away, and when she did she looked him in the eyes and couldn't stop staring at them. Stiles' eyes were locked on hers too, and she almost didn't notice that he had started leaning towards her, she was so lost in the moment. Y/n pulled her self back to reality, and turned her head slightly. Stopping him from what he was about to do. "Im sorry-" Stiles took a step back from her as she cut him off. "You just- you can't do that, okay." "I know," he whispered running his hand over his head, "I know because you're Scott's sister." He finished his thought. "No." Y/n said, catching his attention, he turned his eyes to look at her. She could see the confusion in them, so she elaborated. "No, because I'm not Lydia." She turned away from the gaze burning a hole into her, the only time she has ever been able to turn away from those eyes. Y/n grabbed her things and headed towards the door, she was extremely late to class. "Thank you for- uh, for helping me." She mumbled frantically while trying to gather herself before going back out into the world. "Oh and Stiles," she turned on her heel only to see a hurt expression on his face, it killed her. But she continued anyway, "don't tell Scott." And that was the last thing she whispered, before leaving him standing there alone. - - - After school Y/n just went home and lied down in her bed. She didn't dare shut her eyes, in fear of reliving the other night again. She told her mom she was headed up stairs to do homework so she wouldn't bother her. She loved her mom more than anything, but if Melissa asked if she was okay one more time she would've screamed. Of course she's not okay. Nothing is okay. Everything that could go wrong, is going even worse than wrong. Not only does y/n now have nightmares even when she's awake, a werewolf brother who practically has a death sentence written on his forehead. But, now she has to deal with what happened in that classroom today with Stiles. She kept telling herself that he was just caught up in the moment, she was 110% sure he didn't mean it. She couldn't stop thinking about it though, thinking about him. Y/n's always wanted to kiss that boy. She wanted it to happen today, but she can't do that to herself. She will not kiss Stiles Stilinski if he's in love with someone else. She heard the faint of the front door opening downstairs and assumed Scott was home. She called out to make sure, since her mom had already left for her shift. "Scott?" She yelled from her same position. "Stiles." Was the answer she received. Mixed feelings of excitement and nervousness coursed through y/n's body. She finally sat up and made her way down the stairs, to see him re closing the front door with a key in his hand. He turned around and immediately looked at her, not sure what to do or say. "Key?" She questioned, pointing to the object in Stiles' hand. "Yeah I had one made, so-" She watched as the boy awkwardly flailed around, and let a small laugh escape her mouth. "That doesn't surprise me, " she smiled, "it scares me, but it doesn't surprise me." They stood there in silence until y/n noticed the giant black duffle bag that Stiles had brought inside with him. "What is that?" She asked. "Uh. School project." Y/n didn't believe him for one second, especially after he dropped the duffle bag on the floor and a silver chain peeked through the opening. Then it hit her, the full moon is tonight. She knew she couldn't ask him directly about what their plan was, so she settled for, "He's okay, right?" For the first time since he's walked into the house, he looked her in the eyes. "Who Scott? Yeah he's fine." His voice cracked while he was talking, and she didn't want to make him too uncomfortable but she needed to make sure her brother was going to be okay. "He just, he doesn't talk to me as much as he used." Y/n looked down at her feet saying this, it hurt her. Knowing she couldn't do anything, she couldn't help. She wasn't as smart as Stiles, so she trusted him to take care of her brother. "He's going to be okay, y/n." Stiles' voice sounded closer so she looked up to see that he was in fact standing directly in front of her. Her breathe caught in her throat at the intensity of his eyes standing into hers. "Right," she answered shifting away from his uncomfortable gaze, "well you can wait for Scott. I'm just gonna go back to my room." She shifted on the stairs slightly to make her way back up before Stiles' voice stopped her. "Wait, you're going to be home tonight?" He worriedly asked. "Uhm, yes?" She questioned. "Oh, okay. Just uhm, stay in your room okay?" His odd behavior caught her off guard before she thought it through. He had a chain, it's the full moon, her brother won't have control. Perfect. Stiles' is going to chain her brother up in his room. She just nodded at the boy before turning fully on her heal and taking each step until she reached the top. She reached the entrance to her room and turned around just to see the last bit of Stiles walking into Scott's room. Sighing sadly, y/n entered her room the rest of the way and shut her door behind her. - - - In the room just down the hall from y/n's, Stiles had tricked Scott into getting handcuffed to the heater in his room. The full moon had already taken affect on Scott and it was starting to scare Stiles. But he wouldn't dare show his fear, Stiles' anger towards his best friend at this point was stronger. From out of the black duffle bag Stiles grabbed out a dog's water dish that had 'Scott' written out on it. "I got you some water." The boy said before pouring a bottle of water inside the bowl. "Im going to kill you." Scott growled at Stiles, not in control of himself at all. "I'm lying to her Scott," Stiles decided to take this chance to finally speak his mind about the situation they've all been thrown into, "Okay? You're making me lie to y/n. The one girl that I- and you know, you told me we couldn't tell her for her protection. And I went along with it, it made sense at first. But Scott, she's knows something's up. And you... We're both going to lose her. God did you ever think that she would be safer if she knew what was going on?" He paced back in forth in front of Scott, "you're freaking unbelievable Scott. We can't keep this from her forever." He watched as his best friend stared at him with a killer look in his eye. "Maybe you should tell her how you feel." Scott whispered, but Stiles heard him. "What?" He asked anyway. "What the point? She's too good for you, you think you could be with my sister? You're nothing Stiles. You think you can protect her? You can't even help me." The boy in front of Stiles became completely unrecognizable to him. But he knew he was right, the only thing he can do is chain up his best friend. He can't actually solve any of this, he would never be able to keep y/n safe if he needed to. And that's what worried him so much with her just being a few feet away. Scott started begging for Stiles to release him, using multiple excuses to convince Stiles that he had control of himself again. "I can't." Stiles said, leaning against the bedroom wall. Then all of the sudden, Scott became eerily quiet, which didn't go unnoticed by Stiles. "Scott, are you okay? Scott?" Without warning Scott had broken through the handcuffs and rammed right through the window and Stiles wasn't able to stop him. He had no idea what to do. But Scott's words ran through his mind over and over again... 'you can't even help me.' And he was right, he doesn't even know where to begin. Tears started to fall silently down his cheeks. He made it just outside of Scott's room before collapsing on to the floor, back leaning against the wall. Out of frustration he slammed his head against the wall and let the tears run freely, running his hands over his head. - - - Y/n was startled from her homework when she heard a sudden banging against the wall just outside the the door and in the hall. She had been lying on her stomach working her way through biology notes, but when she heard the noise she rolled towards the edge of her bed until her feet hit the floor. Y/n opened her door quietly and peeked her head around to get a glimpse of what was going on outside. Her heart immediately dropped to her stomach when she saw a very distressed Stiles. Tears falling from his eyes and staining his pink cheeks. Y/n hesitantly tip-toed her way over to him. He didn't even glance at her, but y/n knew that he knew she was there. She let herself slide down the wall until she was sitting in the same position right next to him. She studied his side profile, as he still wouldn't look at her. She memorized the pattern of his moles that lie scattered on his face before placing her hand gently over his and squeezing tightly. Only then, did he take the time to finally look at her. He found himself at a loss of breath when he looked into her eyes, and it all hit him at once, making him completely forget everything going on in his life. It hit him. He would always, want to protect this girl. He will always, want to see her smiling. He will always, care about her. His feelings for Lydia, were non-existent. How could he only realize this now? The way he felt when he looked at Lydia, was nothing compared to how he felt right now. On the floor, holding the hand and staring into the eyes of the girl he truly cares for. "I have to go." He whispered to her before getting up and sprinting out of the McCall house. He couldn't waste anymore time being there, he needed to speak to his dad immediately. He needed to do something, and he can do something. Scott was wrong. Not only is he going to help his best friend, but he just made himself a promise. Y/n will always be safe, and under his protection. *leave feedback when you're done reading please*