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jean-kayak · 3 years

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Anon Request: As someone tired of Y/N’s being spineless cowards around fangirls that disrespect her and cause her issues cuz they love her bf, let’s have Atsumu, Terushima, Oikawa, and Sakusa react to their usually gentle black!gf clocking these bitches with no hesitation. She’s nice and tried to avoid them, but they wanted to intimidate her and they were greeted with a fist to the face with the force of a pro-boxer.

Fangirl: Stay away from him! He belongs to us!

Y/N: 🙂 *cocks back and punches her before looking at other fangirls* Anyone else? No? Good, I’m getting my back blown out after this anyways *goes to her bf*

A/N: lmfao, anon, thank you for giving me a good laugh with this one

Characters: timeskip!Miya Atsumu, Terushima Yuuji, Oikawa Tooru, Sakusa Kiyoomi

🏐This was one of his games that you could finally go to, your schedule finally being cleared up

🏐It definitely wasn't the same watching your boyfriend play on TV, once again amazed at your boyfriend's talent

🏐He had scored the game winning point, his teammates and the crowd growing wild

🏐You hadn't told him you were coming, wanting to surprise him, so you waited outside of the stands, but you could see the many reporters lined up to interview him

🏐When he was done, you couldn't help but bounce on the balls of your feet, ready to see his reaction

🏐He doesn't notice you at first, so you call his name, and he looks around, his eyes widening when he spots you, and he's running over to you quickly, giving you a huge, sweaty hug

🏐"What're ya doing here?" he asks in disbelief, and you respond that you finally had free time from work

🏐He gives you another hug despite your protests before peppering your face in kisses, and your giggles stop along with his kisses when someone calls his name

🏐You both look and see a group of women all with his jersey number on them, and you instantly recognize them as the fangirls that you've noticed always hanging around whenever he did interviews

🏐He keeps his arm around your waist, and he steps a little closer to them. "Can I help ya?"

🏐You don't miss the way they eye you, and you raise an eyebrow at them

🏐"Is she your sister?"

🏐You laugh beside yourself at the petty question, not even being the least bothered by it, and Atsumu denies it, telling them that you're his girlfriend

🏐They all seemed more than shocked. "Oh," one of them starts. "I just expected her to be different?"

🏐Now you're pissed. Atsumu starts to defend you but you cut him off. "No, no, it's alright. They clearly have something to say," you start, stepping forward. "So, if you do. Say it."

🏐They all look between each other as you raise your eyebrows. "Atsumu there's no way you'd go for someone like her--"

🏐You deck her in the face, rolling your eyes when he falls onto the floor like a dramatic bitch

🏐"Oh, no, it looks like my hand slipped," you reply sarcastically as Atsumu's eyes widen, never seeing you or expecting you to do this

🏐You start walking away, stepping over the girl rolling on the ground holding her nose before turning to Atsumu. "Babe, you gotta get changed, right? Let's go."

🏐He jumps out of the shock he was in, glancing down at the girl on the ground, who's now being helped up by her friends before he runs after you

✂️"I know, I'm sorry. I'll remember next time," and you roll your eyes at the phrase that he says every time he forgets

✂️You were visiting your boyfriend at work because he had an annoying habit of forgetting his lunch

✂️You walk into the salon, seeing Terushima immediately, and his eyes widen in surprise before turning into a guilty smirk when you hold up the food

✂️"What did I tell you?" you scold when you walk up to him, and he kisses your forehead as he takes the food from you

✂️He thanks you again before giving you a soft kiss on the lips, and you're walking towards the door when you hear it

✂️"You know, Yuuji, you're pretty cute. Did I ever tell you that?"

✂️You stop in your tracks, spinning around on your heels to see his client blatantly flirting with him when you know she saw you interacting with him

✂️He responds with an awkward chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck, stating that he's taken, glancing your way

✂️"Oh, I didn't notice," she replies, and you watch her with a deadpanned look

✂️You walk up beside him, tiltling your head to the side

✂️"You need something?"

✂️She doesn't even seemed phased, giving you a simple shrug that makes you narrow your eyes at her

✂️This was sort of a regular occurrence, but no one's been this bold before, and you always caught the stares from other women, because duh your boyfriend's hot

✂️"This your girlfriend?" she asks, distain in her voice. "She seems like a bitch."

✂️"Excuse me?"

✂️"Aww, don't be like that. Most guys lower their standards, you know?" You cut her off, your fist connecting with her face before Terushima can even blink

✂️She actually tries to fight you back, but she obviously loses, getting to the point where her only goal is getting you off of her

✂️Terushima's thinking that's my girl, but then he's like oh shit, I have to stop this LMFAO

✂️He's quickly pulls you off of her, having a surprisingly hard time doing so

✂️"You chose the wrong one, bitch. Show your face here again and see what happens." She's quick to leave, and when you finally calm down, you realized that you just beat up someone in public, and Terushima almost loses his job 💀

🇦🇷You both stop when you hear someone call his name, both of you turning your attention towards the voice

🇦🇷You were walking out the gym hand-in-hand with your boyfriend going somewhere to celebrate after another win

🇦🇷When you walk out of the gym, the crowd has pretty much disappear due to Oikawa having a ton of interviews

🇦🇷He wraps his arm around you as you both laugh at an inside joke that you both had before he plants a kiss to your forehead

🇦🇷There's a small group of women with flags and wearing your boyfriend's jersey and he gives them a polite smile

🇦🇷This is nothing new for either of you, both of you already knowing what they want

🇦🇷He asks if they want a picture, already knowing the answer, and you easily take the pictures, this routine like clockwork to you

🇦🇷They giggle happily as you hand the phone back to one of them, and they all thank him before one of them speaks up

🇦🇷"Uh, this might sound weird, but are you seeing anyone?" You blink dumbly at her, like they didn't just see the two of you together

🇦🇷Oikawa has the same look on his face as he walks back to you, wrapping an arm around your waist before kissing your temple as he gives them a duh look, silently answering her question

🇦🇷"Are you sure?" another asks, and both you and Oikawa frown at the same time, as you feel yourself scoff

🇦🇷"More than anything in the world," he responds confidently

🇦🇷This isn't the first time fangirls have tried to come between your relationship, and he'll be damned if he lets it happen again

🇦🇷They all give each other questionable looks as you roll your eyes

🇦🇷"Is there a problem?" The tone in your voice surprises him, this being the first time he's heard aggression towards someone

🇦🇷"No, of course not," one answers sarcastically before reaching over and tugging your boyfriend over to them, the force so hard that he almost falls over. "We just think he would look better, happier with one of us."

🇦🇷You chuckle as you shake your head, and you reach over to take your hand off of your boyfriend, but she grabs at your wrist

🇦🇷Your reflexes are quick to kick in, and you yank both yours and Oikawa's wrist out of her grip before punching her in the face, probably harder than you needed to, but you were fucking pissed

🇦🇷Another girl tries to lunge for you, but you buck at her, making her quickly recoil. "You trynna get hit too?"

🇦🇷Oikawa's more than surprised, but he quickly puts his hand in yours before pulling you away from them with a proud smirk on his face

😷He sighs heavily as he turns to see a couple of women walking towards the both of you, his shoulders slumping slightly

😷Sakusa's never been a big fan of groups of people coming up to him after games, his number one priority getting home and relaxing after his game

😷You understand this pretty well, always helping him make his way out of the gym trying to find the route with the lowest chance of coming in contact with a lot of people

😷You had just made it out the doors, and Sakusa's about to take a breath of relief when he hears someone yelling his name

😷He's not really used to having "fangirls" a term that you use, and bottom line, he doesn't like it

😷They always crowd him, always trying to pry into his personal life, which is why he was so drawn to you when you first met

😷You were the complete opposite, more on the gentle, quieter side which he appreciated, liking that he could come home to you after a lot of excitement and just relax

😷"I'm sorry, but Sakusa doesn't really do pictures," you speak up, another reason why he really appreciates you, showing you by giving your hand a soft squeeze

😷But to his dismay, they don't back down, they actually turn pretty hostile pretty quickly

😷"Oh, relax, it's just one picture," she argues, and you give her a small smile

😷"I know, but seriously, he doesn't really care for them," you try again, and they both scoff

😷"What are you? His babysitter?" You raise your eyebrows at them as you turn your body towards them

😷"I'm his girlfriend. And I'm telling you that he doesn't want a picture."

😷"Well, you seem like a piece of shit girlfriend." You run your tongue over your teeth as you nod your head, and she actually has the audacity to try and reach for you

😷Before Sakusa can stop her, you dodge her hand before clocking her in the face, she hunches over in pain

😷The other girl tries to do the same, but you repeat your actions, putting her in the same position as her friend

😷"You got some audacity you dumb bitch, the fuck?"

😷To say the least, Sakusa is floored, your actions he least expected to come from you

😷"Hope you enjoy your broken nose. I'm gonna enjoy my boyfriend fucking his piece of shit girlfriend into next week."

😷Sakusa chokes as you pull him away, his face heating up at your words

😷"Did you really have to end with that?"

#atsumu headcanons #terushima headcanons #oikawa headcanons #sakusa headcanons #miya atsumu x black reader #terushima yuuji x black reader #oikawa tooru x black reader #sakusa kiyoomi x black reader #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #hq!! headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq!!#hq

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theultimatefanficwriter · 4 years

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What about Mondo protecting his gf from a rival gang?? I’m livin for protective Mondo™️ rn hahaha ty!!!

Oh hell YES! Dude, this prompt is awesome! Thank you so much for it! I love protective Mondo!

Trigger Warning: Attempted Sexual Assault

Not Yours-Mondo Oowada x Reader

You paced your apartment, chewing worriedly on your nails. You glanced at the clock for what seemed like the hundredth time. It was nearly past midnight. “Where is he?” You muttered to yourself. “He should be home by now.”

Terrible thoughts began crossing your mind as you imagined what could have happened to your boyfriend, Mondo Oowada. He was the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader, so danger wasn’t new to him. But he usually wasn’t out this late. At least not without telling you.

Just as you were about to call him, you heard the door knob turn. Your gaze shot over to the door and waited anxiously as it opened. You let out a relieved breath as you saw Mondo. You ran over to him and hugged him. “Mondo! You’re ok!” You exclaimed.

He chuckled and hugged you back. “Of course I’m alright, baby.” He assured you.

You pulled away after a moment and glared at him. “What do you mean, ‘Of course I’m alright’? You were gone for hours longer than normal! And you didnt text me! I thought something had happened to you!”

Mondo chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck. “Oh, right. Sorry, Y/N. We were staking out the rival gang. We think they’re making a move on our terf.”

You crossed your arms. “And you couldn’t send me a quick text to let me know?! I thought you were dead!”

Mondo rolled his eyes. “Babe, nothing can hurt me, let alone kill me. I’m fine, aren’t I?” He walked past you, shrugging his jacket off and throwing it onto the couch.

You clenched your fists and went after him. “Don’t just walk away from me, dickhead!” You exclaimed. “You aren’t fucking invincible! You might be fine now, but what if next time you aren’t? Imagine what that’ll do to me!”

“That won’t happen, Y/N.” The gang leader said bluntly, standing beside the couch with his arms crossed. “I’d never let it.”

You groaned in annoyance. “You can’t control everything, Mondo! Some things are out of your control!”

“And they’re in yours?!” He snapped, spinning around to glare at you. “What fucking use would texting you do?! So you’ll know where to find my God damn corpse?! Jesus, Y/N, just fucking drop it! Even if I do get killed out there, there’s nothing you can do about it, so just get over it!”

Your eyes widened, and you stared at him for a while as tears filled your eyes. “Get...get over it?” You whispered. “How would I be able to just...get over it if you died? Would you be able to get over it if I was killed? ...Do you care about me that little?” The tears began to fall faster.

Mondo’s angry face softened. “Ah, shit. Y/N...I-I didn’t mean-” He reached a hand out towards you, but you turned around and ran out of the apartment, your boyfriend calling your name as you did.

You ran a good distance from the apartment building before you leaned against a wall and began crying into your hands. You stayed that way for a long time.

Eventually you had calmed down enough and you thought about the situation again with a clearer head. You loved Mondo so much. You were always worried for his safety whenever he went out. The fact that he didn’t worry angered you. What if he got reckless, and got himself hurt? Or worse? He was the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader, so you knew he was a professional at this sort of thing, but still. With his hotheadedness he could easily get into a situation he couldn’t get out of.

On the other hand, maybe you shouldn’t have said what you did. You knew he cared about you, and if you died he would most likely blame himself for it like he did with his brother. And he did have a point. You wouldn’t be able to do anything in time even if he did text you. You just wanted to make sure he was alright, but maybe you were a bit too overbearing about it.

You let out a sigh and looked around. It suddenly hit you what you did. You had ran outside.

Alone.

At night.

On streets known for criminal activity.

What the hell were you thinking?

You clung tightly to yourself as you began hurrying back to your apartment.

“Hello there, gorgeous~”

You stopped dead at the voice, and slowly turned around. There you saw a group of men approaching you. You swallowed. “Um...H-hello?” You replied nervously.

They chuckled. The one in front walked closer to you; a tall, muscular man with short brown hair and blue eyes. The rest of his crew stayed back as he continued to approach you, forcing you to back up until you hit a wall. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone, hm?~” He asked, placing his right hand against the wall beside your head.

You looked up at the man, shivering at his smirk. “Uh, I was just walking home...” You answered quietly. “So, if you’ll excuse me...” You moved to the left, trying to get away from him.

But he put a stop to that, slamming his left hand against the wall, trapping you between it and him. He chuckled lowly. “Hey now, there’s no rush. Come on, stay a while.”

You swallowed anxiously, fear slowly taking over. “N-no thanks. My b-boyfriend is waiting for me.”

The man smirked and snickered. “Oh, I know your boyfriend, doll. Mondo and us have a bit of...history.”

It was then you noticed the jackets they were wearing. The emblem on the front was of a dragon breathing fire that then engulfed itself. You paled. “You...you’re the Blazing Dragons...” You whispered.

The leader chuckled. “You got it, babe. And we know all about you. You’re Mondo’s little sweetheart.” He took one of his hands and grabbed your chin roughly. “Dunno how that muscle head got a beauty like you, though.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “F-fuck off.” You snapped at him. You were trying to appear brave, even though you were terrified.

It must’ve been obvious, because the man in front of you smirked and shook his head. “You’re cute, doll.” He told you, before releasing your chin and slapping you harshly across the face.

You let out a surprised yelp and fell to the ground, reaching up to hold your cheek. You barely had any time to react before you were pulled up by your hair and thrown into the wall, causing you to let out another pained cry.

“Don’t talk back to me.” He snarled, pulling your head forward a bit then slammed it against the wall. He leaned in close to your face. “You got that, bitch?”

You were close to tears from both pain and fear. You nodded. “Y-yes. P-please dont h-hurt me...”

The man holding onto you’s intimidating snarl slowly turned into a smirk. He released your hair and instead went back to pinning you to the wall. “See? Aren’t things much better when you cooperate?”

You let out a soft whimper. “Please let me go.” You begged.

The leader chuckled lowly. “Sorry, sweetheart. It’s nothin’ personal, but we gotta leave a message to Mondo.” He took one of his hands and slowly brought it down to-

No.

Your eyes widened and you pushed at his chest. “No! Stop!” You exclaimed, trying to get away from him. You didnt get very far before the leader grabbed your wrist and pulled you back towards him.

“Get back here, you skank!” He hissed. He looked over to his gang members and pushed you towards one of them. “Hold the bitch!”

You began to hyperventilate as your arms were grabbed by one of the men. The leader began walking slowly towards you with a sinister grin on his face as the sound of a motorcycle engine approached.

Wait....a motorcycle?

You watched as the leader got a metal pipe to the shoulder, causing him to stumble back as the motorcycle engine got quieter.

You saw all of the Blazing Dragon members began looking around frantically. The sound of the motorcycle got louder again, and this time you could see who was driving it.

Mondo.

You smiled in relief as he jumped off of it and immediately whacked the goon holding you with the pipe. As that one fell down and you scurried to the side and out of the way, one of the other members jumped onto your boyfriend, holding onto his shoulder. Another took a bat and hit him in the side causing Mondo to wince. Anger filled his eyes, and he threw himself at a building, colliding the man on him with the wall and knocking him out.

Mondo turned to face the one that had hit him. He growled at the man and swung the pipe at his head. The guy managed to avoid it at the last second. Mondo snarled at that, a vein popping from his forehead as he rushed the guy. The goon’s eyes widened as the Crazy Diamond leader tackled him to the ground, then punched him several times in the face until he had passed out.

About this time, the leader had gotten up. Mondo noticed this, and he slowly turned to face him. He gripped the metal pipe tightly, his breathing heavy, his teeth clenched, and his face red from anger as he stalked over to the man.

The leader of the Blazing Dragons reached for one of the bats dropped from his dropped men, but Mondo reached him before he could and kicked his knee, causing him to kneel. Your boyfriend then raised the pipe and brought it down onto the man’s shoulder, making the man scream out in pain. Mondo then bashed him in the side, then the stomach, then the back when he fell forward from the pain.

He raised the pipe again to bash his head, but you grabbed his arm. “Mondo.” You called his named softly. “Don’t.”

He stopped, and looked down to you, then at the leader, who was breathing shallowly. Your boyfriend paused a moment before sighing and tossing the pipe to the side. He then turned to you and immediately pulled you into a hug. “Babe! Oh, God, I was so worried!” He exclaimed, holding you close. “I felt like such a fucking ass, so I was gonna apologize when you got home, but you were gone for so long I got worried, so I went looking for you and...” He trailed off. “They....they didn’t do anything to ya....did they?”

You bit your lip. “The leader slapped me...really hard. And slammed me against the wall. And they were going to do worse...but you got here in time.”

Mondo let out a low growl. “Those fucking bastards.” He snarled. He cupped your face gently. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you, baby. Alright?”

You smiled softly and nodded. “I know, Mondo. I love you so much. I’m sorry for the fight earlier.”

He chuckled and shook his head before kissing your forehead. “I don’t give a fuck about that. All I care about is you’re safe.” He gently took your hand. “Now come on. Let’s go back home.”

You giggled and nodded, following Mondo back to his motorcycle. As the two of you got on it, you wrapped your arms around his middle. You leaned your head against his back and closed your eyes, feeling safe knowing you had him to always protect you.

Oh boy this prompt gave me a hard time! I liked it a lot, but I went through like three or four different ideas before I got one I was mostly alright with, that’s why its not as long as I usually make them. So I really hope you like it. If you don’t, I’m really sorry. I tried. Also, I’m sorry I’m pretty bad at fight scenes. I tried!

#danganronpa #non despair au #mondo oowada #x reader #reader #request

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riofann · 4 years

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Rio Random 2.0

Part 1

Once again you and Aunt Brenda are at a tennis tournament. It had been weeks since your last interaction with Rio

“So what’s going on with you and that fine young thing what’s his name?”

“Don’t know who you’re talking about” you fib

“You know that one with the tattoos”

You sigh “Rio Aunt Brenda?”

“Yes, yes him. Mr.Rio”

You shrug “I don’t know.... nothing”

“Have you even tried talking to the man” by now she knew the details of how you two met and how you three found yourself in this situation

“I don’t want to be lied to”

“You never know he might tell you the truth honey” she retorts playfully hitting your arm

“No he lied for so long what’s the difference now?”

“Maybe the difference is that he no longer has to lie and you two can move forward”

“Can we just watch the match”

She puts her hands up “Sure sure but it would be a shame to let that go”

Your head whips around and now you’re beyond irritated. It was hard enough trying to get over him, her talking about him wasn’t helping “It was a shame for him to lie to me whose side are you on?”

“Yours! Yours! I'm sorry honey. I just want to see you happy” she soothes sensing your irritation

You’re shoulders slump and you lean into her “I know”

“Just reach out”

You take in a deep breath as you think about it.

~~~~~You took the leap of faith and did as Brenda instructed you two were to meet at the local restaurant a little upscale, quiet and private. However you find yourself wanting to curse him out the second you see him.

He rushes over “heeyyy mama” he says smiling at you

You cut your eyes at him “30 minutes!” you scold

He chuckles “I’m sorry”

“30 minutes Rio and you couldn't send a text, been blowing me up to meet and then you show up 30 minutes late?!.... wow”

He leans over and kisses your cheek “tranquilo mami”

He knows what that does to you and immediately you take in a deep breath and blow out slowly

“I'm sorry okay i was handling something” he says as he seats across from you

“Okay”

“You look good” he compliments

“Order your food!” you bark now hangry

“Si mami”

“Don’t” you roll your eyes

He chuckles “my bad my bad”

You sit and watch as the waiter walks up and he orders his food putting his phone face down he leans back on his chair “so what’chu wanna talk to me about?”

You shrug “Nothing now”

“Come on I said i'm sorry” He gets up and pulls the chair closer to you, so instead of sitting across from you, now he was to the right of you.

“Why didn't you send a text?”

“I couldn't”

“Why not?”

He leans forward, staring you down “Y/N” he gives you a look “cuz i couldn’t”

And for a moment you had forgotten who he was and what he did

“Oh” you utter coming to the realization of just why he couldn’t

“Yea I’m sorry I’ll make it up to you”

“Okay”

“So......” he drawls leaning back in his chair, taking a sip of his drink

“Sooo you dance and play tennis?”

He smiles “yea calms my nerves”

“What could possibly make you nervous you're Rio”

“You have no idea” He smirks

“What else?”

“What else what?”

“What else do you do that I don't know”

“I prefer you don’t find out and I’m not bout to tell you”

You roll your eyes “Anyway....Why did you lie to me?”

“So you don’t have any other hobbies”

“I prefer you find out the natural way, I don’t want to have to tell you”

“It's complicated”

“We have time......” you say as you cut the appetizer with your knife and fork “....or do you have something else to prioritize” you speak with an attitude laced in your words. He hates to admit it but he missed your sass. It was always funny to him the pencil pushing good girls had the worst mouth on them.

He smirks and sits up straight. “I’m here”

“So I was some sort of front?” you had slowly pieced things together however you didn't know why

“Yea at the beginning but not anymore”

You can’t help but roll your eyes “Please”

He sits up and leans closer to you “Stop rollin yo eyes at me” he speaks so calmly but there's a threat lying underneath that tone

You huff “Fine”

“I aint lying to you tho”

You look at him for a moment before you decide to speak again and resist the urge to roll your eyes. It's more difficult than you imagined. Your facial expressions were a main form of communication for you.

“So what are you gonna do about Krystal?” What was he really going to do about apparently being in another relationship with another woman simultaneously?

“Ima take care of it”

“I don’t know! maybe” you argue

“How?” you snap, he raises his brow at you before taking another sip of his drink, you pause before you speak again “.... Maybe you shouldn't..... maybe if you talk to her.... I don't know.... reconcile”

“You sayin i should go back to her?”

“Nah she ain’t for me”

“And I am? I don't know your world!” you comment

“I don't want you to”

“So how can we be together if you only show me a part of you?”

He leans forward again, speaking slowly to add emphasis “Y/N, I don’t want you to. I just want you there I don't want you to ever feel like you gotta pick up a gun to prove a point or protect yourself”

You take a deep breath “and you think i won’t have to do that eventually?”

He looks at you with his typical nonchalant face “nah i got you”

“I don't get it why did you even fall for me if I was just a facade?”

“I didn’t plan this shit. It just happened plus i got tired of feeling like all i did was take care of business 24/7. Who wants to be talking about cappin someone 24/7? I couldn’t even have my son around me when she was there! Plus I trust you. I trust you more than her and even tho she knows that side of my life i know you wont sell me to the wolves”

You leave it at that because you feel like he would never tell you the truth, and you also felt like he was talking in circles, so you choose to proceed with caution.

As soon as you arrived home later in the day you’re tired and ready to go to bed. Too many mixed emotions. Did you like Rio? Yes, Did you think your relationship would ever evolve into something more? No? Maybe? What is your relationship with him ? Side chick? Booty Call? FWB? BF/GF?

“Hey!” You hear from behind you as your place the key in the door lock

“It’s okay, what's up? Why are you here?” you remember what Rio had said about her

Your body jumps, a natural reaction seeing that you were deep in thought and unaware of your surroundings “Oh my god!” The familiar voice however reduces the panic you’re feeling “You scared me!” you turned to face Krystal

“I’m sorry”

“Oh I just decided to pay you a visit, mind if i come in?” she flashed you that smile, you were beginning to hate it

“Sure!” you opened the door and let her in first “want something to drink?”

“Here you go!”

“Yea what you got?”

“Liquor, wine”

“Oooh do you have Bourbon?”

“Yes”

“Bourbon on the rocks” Your mind flashes back and you remember all the times Rio had ordered Bourbon on the rocks and it made you sick, to think the entire time he was there with you his mind was with her

“Thanks!,” she pats at her leg “come here sweety” she speaks to your dog ‘Coconut’, instead of walking over Coconut looks between you two and opts to lay at your feet. “Ugh my dog does the same thing”

“So why are you here again?” You were over this ‘visit’ already

“Have you talked to Rio lately?”

You find it odd that she would ask about Rio the same day you had lunch with him “Yea, had lunch today” no need to lie she probably knew

“Hmm” she hums as she takes a sip of her drink “did he talk to you?”

“About?”

“Me and him?” she looks at you wearily, playing with the glass in her hand

You shrug “Umm just said you two were exes”

You close the door and look at Coconut who barks at you from the stairs, “I know, i feel the same”

She perks up, smiling at you “oh yea!” she takes a deep breath “I’m sorry I should have told you but I didn’t, we are really good friends and I got caught up in the moment, I was drunk” you take note of her quick change in behavior, if they were truly exes she would have told you before she even introduced you two

“It’s okay”

Quickly she finishes her drink without saying much else other than“Well i should probably get going it's late”

“Yea thanks for stopping by” you couldn’t wait for her to leave

“Yea! See you around”

You opt to not even text Rio about Krystal's pop up at your house for all you know they were still seeing each other. However the ‘pop ups’ between Krystal and Rio were becoming a bit much. Weeks of them simultaneously showing up out of nowhere just to ‘chat’ were becoming unbearable. By now it was obvious they were both stalking you.

The doorbell rang as you and Rio sat by the kitchen island ‘chatting’ it up. You hopped down and rushed towards down the steps in your split level home

“Hey!” you force a smile as Krystal walks in “We are waiting for you upstairs”

“We?” she turned to look at you from the foyer

“Do you want what he has? Bourbon on the rocks”

“Yea just keep going” you motion for her to climb the steps

It was as much as a surprise to her as it was to Rio seeing each other there

Rio runs his hand over his face settling it on his chin massaging it to ease his irritation.

“Uh sure!” she says carefully placing her purse on the counter

“I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT! THIS TALKING IN CIRCLES! CONTINUOUSLY LYING TO ME! USING ME TO GET INTEL ON EACH OTHER!”

“You can sit next to him you don’t have to act like he’s a stranger”

“Y/N” Rio begins but you cut him off

“SO! I don’t know what’s going on with you two! But I’m tired of the fucking pop ups! I don’t need to be scared half to death every fucking time one of you decides to pay me a visit! I don’t know how I’m connected to whatever fucking plot you two are concocting but i don’t want any parts of it”

“There’s no..” Krystal interjects, which only makes you even more angry and you just let it all out. So much for being calm cool and collected

Both Rio and Beth look at each other

“Sweety it's not like that”

“DON’T FUCKING CALL ME SWEETY BITCH”

Krystal in turn looks to Rio to fix the problem

You take a deep breath to calm down, you were getting too worked up you could feel yourself getting ready to cry. “I don’t care! i just want both of you to know I’m done with both of you go find another pansy to fuck around with!” you turn to Rio and face him dead on “Go find another woman to fuck with while you lie about how much you “care” about her! Now GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE AND NEVER CALL OR PAY ME A VISIT AGAIN”

Krystal alarmed by your yelling, is quick to grab her things, she never expected this to happen. Rio slowly eases down from his seat and grabs his keys before leaving. He was beyond furious at the moment.

“Y/N can we just” Krystal tries to bargain again

“GET OUT!” It comes out as a high pitched shriek

When they both leave you slam the door and lock it. You know it wasn’t the end of whatever was going on but at least you stood up for yourself. And now you can finally let go and let the tears out

Your dog Coconut groans and you nod in response, pulling her in for a hug.

“Rio!” Krystal calls as she rushes to his side

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?” his jaw is tight hands in his pockets

“We need to talk”

“NO! YOU NEED TO GO HOME! I TOLD YOU I WAS HANDLING IT”

“I know but,”

~~~~~The rest of the week you didn’t hear anything from both of them however the following week after you arrive to work, parking your car in its usual spot you get out of hear the infamous Rio speak causing you to spin around

“BUT NOTHING GO HOME AND LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE!”

He got in his car and slammed the door before driving away.

“What are you doing here?”

“Get in the car we need to talk” he’s calm like always.

“NO! I have to work!” you stand your ground

“Y/N, I wasn’t asking”

“I don’t care! Leave me alone!”

“I have to work Rio!” Without saying anything he starts to walk over to you. “Okay, okay, I’ll get in” you walk past him quickly and hear huff leave his mouth before he opens the door for you, you slide into the seat, you watch as he gets in his seat. He doesn’t even look at you but you can tell he’s still vexed. Jaw is still tight with a firm grip on the steering wheel. You don’t say anything but look out the window as you drive to an unknown location in town. It was a warehouse. You take a deep breath expecting this to be your last memory.

He removed his hands from his pockets, this time placing them in front of him, he squints a little looking at you before he decides to speak “get in the car or I’m gonna come over there and put you in the car”

“I’m gonna scream!” you threaten

He takes a few steps forward, which only caused you to retreat back “I don’t give a fuck! GET IN THE CAR!” he says more sternly and you would be lying if that didn’t frighten you

He scoffs “I’m not gonna kill you, if that’s what you’re thinking”

How did he always know what you were thinking?

“How long is this gonna take?” you ask looking around

“You might as well say you can’t make it in today”

You quickly text your boss and your car problems evolve into a bigger issue thankfully she understands and you feel at ease for now. You walk closely behind him as you approach the warehouse you can hear the chatter as you approach the building, when you do step in you're surprised to see a restaurant.

The smell of coffee and pancakes fill the place. The young girl seats you two by the kitchen. You look around in awe, you had no idea this place even existed. The place had an open kitchen concept so you could see the chefs and cooks working their magic and if you chose you could sit by the counter and watch.

“Hi Welcome to The Barnyard! How many?”

“Two” Rio answers

“Sure” you answer apprehensively

“You’re waitress will be Alyssa she’ll be with you shortly”

“Thanks”

“Hungry?” he knew you didn’t eat breakfast

You two order and eat not without saying anything to each other. Once you’re done he gets up and motions with his head for you to follow him. You walk towards the back past the kitchen, past the employee locker room/bathroom, take a turn into the backroom where the bus boys cleaned the dishes, past the huge walk in freezer and stop in front of a door where Rio knocks. The guy opens immediately, the door was heavy, like one of those safe doors you see in banks. You take a glance at the man on the other side of the door, he looks meaner and scarier than Mick you thought to yourself. You continue to walk down a few steps that seem to be taking you underground to another door where Rio knocks once again and the same door as upstairs, when you step in, you walk into what seems like a huge operation. Your eyes take it all in on one side there are people counting money on the other they’re bagging it. Not to mention what seemed like illicit drugs being packaged. Rio takes a seat by the table and watches.You sit down next to him and try to absorb it all. He doesn’t say anything for what seems like forever.

“You said you wanted to know what i did so here you go”

You turned to face him “why are you showing me all of this, now?” 4 months you dated this man and you thought he was a local drug dealer who made it big, this was cartel level operations

“Things have changed, I might be wrong in my approach to keep you in the dark, and we need to talk,” he removes his jacket and takes out his gun, placing it on the table “Krystal isn’t who you think she is,

“I know you told me that”

“Remember when she kept handing you zip-lock bags at the school luncheon, yea they all got your fingerprints. Bags filled to the brim with coke and heroin. There's a few storage keys hidden in your house, the feds would find those too, it would lead them to a local storage where they would find more money and drugs, your fingerprints are on those too. I asked you to hold on to them for me.”

“Her name is Beth Boland, you are a front. But it’s much deeper than that,” with his fingers he makes quotation marks “ ‘Krystal’ and I have an operation we are business partners, ended up fucking, emotions got thrown in the mix. She put 3 bullets in me.” He stops himself from, feeling like he’s getting carried away. “Anyway the feds started to question her connection to me, she got nervous, and came up with the plan of you, you would be my “girlfriend” while we continued to work and fuck. If the Feds started to look deeper they would see that the only reason she would be around me is because of you. But you being my girl wasn’t enough so we decided to plant some evidence in your house”

“What?!”

Your heart sinks

“You were going to be the fall guy and that would in turn get the feds off of her ass, my ass too for now at least”

You knew you were a front but this, you didn’t think it would be this, how could you be so stupid.

“But Beth ‘Krystal’ is becoming more of a problem, plus i can’t just over look my feelings for you”

“What feelings? Why did you even? Feelings?”

“I told you i didn't plan it!” irritation spewed out in his tone, but it was more so at himself than you “I care about you mama, you my girl”

You think about all the times you spent together, the few sexcapades you had, you feel sick to think it was all just part of the process, he was just going through the motions, whose to say he isn’t now? Maybe things are taking too long and he’s waiting for you to hang yourself with this new information.

“You can ask me whatever you want, I ain’t got shit to hide anymore, plus I figured its the least I can do”

“When did you start feeling differently, towards me?”

“About 2 months in”

2 months?! That's all it took was two lousy months, for him to ‘care’ about you? You knew you were naivety but how stupid did he think you were?

You contemplate calling the cops, FBI, hell the FBI would believe you wouldn't they? They already knew about them you were an innocent party

“I can see you thinking, just know if you go to the cops, they’ll do an investigation and since majority of them are on my payroll they won’t find nothing on her, they’ll instead turn their attention to you, with all that coke and heroin in your home, you wont see the light of day ever again. So whatever you’re thinking just know if Beth goes down, I go down and I’m not gonna let that happen whether you like it or not.” There’s that Grade A ‘CARE’ you say to yourself

You nod and wipe your tears away

“But I’m working on it.”

You scoff, what could he possibly be working on other than nailing the last nail in your coffin

“If i wasn’t trust me you would be in jail right now”

You swallow hard. This was a lot to process. You want to ask what he’s working on to get the target off your back but you don’t all you can think of is how you were one call away from being thrown in federal prison on drug trafficking charges.

He doesn't say anything else and for the rest of the time you are in that warehouse you sit quietly just absorbing everything that was happening. A few men stop by to talk to him but he doesn’t introduce you, you sit there listening to the conversation. Even if the feds were to interview you right now, you wouldn’t know what the conversation was about. It was in code and so vague that you couldn’t piece anything together. By the time you leave it's getting dark and you wouldn’t even remember how to get there. He pulls up to your car parked in the parking deck at work and gets out the car to open the door for you. You wanted to hop out and run to your car but you're frozen.

“Y/N” he calls to you bringing your attention back to him “i’m working on it, i just need you to trust me”

You nod in response feeling the tears threatening to fall you begin to walk away but he grabs your arm lightly pulling you back

“Her and Mick are there weekly and Mick leaves things a certain way if you go looking he will know, she will know, I’m trying to fix it mama i just need time, i just need you to operate as usual”

“You can’t go searching for them or she’ll know”

You give him a confused look

You pushed him away, pulling your arm from his grip “Okay” you were done with him for the day, being around him made you sick, he literally plotted your demise and for the most part didn’t care about you, until recently.

When you arrive home you look around and before you can stop yourself you rush over to the bathroom and throw up. When you've calmed down from your panic attack you walk around your home afraid to touch anything feeling like you were in a ticking time bomb, afraid that would be the reason the feds rushed over to your place.

A/N: As always please tell me what you think!

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this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms · 4 years

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Pretty Boy || Lab Rats ||

Requested: Hey! I'm a huge fan of Lab Rats &I always LOOOVE Chase but curious about hero front of it (i haven't gotten to see the new Elite Force yet!) I'm kinda curious how he would do with a gf when they were in high school that was kept a secret and he finds out by fluke she's a super? If it is too much to ask for you can ignore this, I just need fluffy Chase with superGF and secret relationship because why not? Everything else is a secret?? (Cookie)

Pairing: Chase Davenport x Reader

Warnings: A lil bit of swearing

Words: 2.5K

A/N: Hi! This is done! A little shitty but I feel proud of it. To the anon who requested this, I hope it came out to your liking. The ending was a little cheesy but that’s because I don’t know how to write... :D

It was the end of the day and you were standing in front of your locker, putting away what you didn’t need and grabbing what you did. You had a knee up, pressed against the lockers to keep your bag steady as you tried to neatly stuff it with material. You felt arms snake around your waist, almost making you lose your balance from the slight surprise. But you knew who it was, a smile appeared on your face as you zipped up your bag so you could give your attention to your boyfriend.

“And to what do I owe this display of affection,” You mused, leaning into his embrace.

“For being so cute,” He answered, planting a kiss on top of your head.

“Well not that I’m complaining but someone might see us. And if I remember correctly, you wanted to keep our relationship a secret, for whatever reason,” You said, hearing him sigh, making your smile stretch wider.

You loved teasing him, especially since he’s such a touchy-feely kind of guy and couldn’t show it out in public. Why? Well, he wanted to keep your relationship between the two of you, something about wanting to enjoy it before others found out. But it’s not like you minded, it just meant you got him all to yourself without having to worry about anyone interrupting.

You felt him unwrap his arms around you and you turned to look at him, a frown on his face. He saw the teasing glint in your eyes and rolled his own at you. He knew that you didn’t actually want an answer and just wanted to get a rise out of him. You understood his reasoning for keeping your relationship a secret and you were more than okay with it.

“I’m joking. Do you have any training today? We can go back to mine, do our homework and then watch some movies,” You suggested.

“Nope, I’m all yours this afternoon,” He replied, grinning widely.

“Great, let’s go,” You said, matching his smile.

The two of you were heading out the doors when you heard a phone go off. Chase dug around in his pocket and pulled out his phone, a familiar look crossing his face. You knew that look, it meant that he just got a mission alert and your plans were being thrown out the window. He looked over at you, a guilty look on his face that further confirmed your suspicions.

“Mission alert?” You questioned.

You looked up at him, he had a hard look on his face that said it was a bad one. “Yeah, it looks like there was a bridge collapse. There are still tons of civilians trapped.”

“Oh my god! Go! Go be a hero please,” You said, practically pushing out the school doors.

Chase smiled at you, glad to have such an understanding and accepting girlfriend. He looked around the area, making sure no one was looking your way. When he was sure the two of you were in the clear, he gave you a quick peck on the cheek. You wanted to return the kiss but he was gone before you could, but just in time too. You felt your own phone vibrate, looks like duty called for you too.

By the time you got there, the bionic trio were already there, doing what they could. Bree was speeding citizens off the bridge while Chase and Adam worked at keeping the bridge up. You noticed a cable wire snap off, heading straight for Chase. You flew over to it, reaching it just a couple inches before it hit Chase. He heard the noise of the falling cable, looking over to it and barely reacting to it. Just when he thought it was going to crush him, it stopped inches away.

You threw it to the side, revealing your superhero form to Chase. “It’s you!” He exclaimed.

“Hey, pretty boy, missed me?” You asked, a flirty tone in your voice.

He huffed and rolled his eyes at your flirty nature and the nickname you dubbed him with. “No... but thanks for the save, I owe you one.”

“Anytime, pretty boy. Now fill me in on the situation,” You replied.

“The bridge is on the verge of collapsing. Adam and I are doing our best to keep the bridge up while Bree super speeds everyone off. But we’re running out of time and there’s still civilians trapped on the bridge,” Chase explained.

“Got it. I’ll help in what ever way I can,” You said.

You flew off to help civilians and making sure the bridge didn’t collapse any further. You were helping a couple of trapped people, not noticing the cable wire that was about to snap off. You got them out of there safely, just in time for the cable to come flying off. It hit and sent you flying downwards, shock rippled through you at the sudden hit. The shock rendered you unable to think straight, the only thing going through your head was how you were going to pummel into the ground.

You closed your eyes and braced yourself for painful impact but it never came. Instead you found yourself in strong steady arms. You opened your eyes and saw Chase staring down at you, a worried look on his face. For a second you forgot you were in your hero attire and not civilian clothing. You had to get out of his embrace before he recognized it was you behind the mask. He didn’t quite know about your alter-ego yet and this isn’t exactly how you wanted him to find out.

“Ah, um, I have a boyfriend!” You exclaimed, leaping out of his embracing and crashing onto the ground.

Seriously, that was the first thing you decided to say, how freaking embarrassing. You didn’t want to get off the ground, not after shouting something like that out.

“Um, sure. I wasn’t trying to imply anything,” He said, confused by your sudden outburst.

“Right sorry, I'm just not used to be saved. Thanks, pretty boy,” You replied.

“Yeah no problem. Bree got everyone safely of the bridge, we have to get off before the whole bridge collapses on us,” Chase told you.

He stretched his hand out for you to take, helping you up once you did. You raced off the bridge once you were up, just in time as the rest of it collapsed. You left the civilians in the hands of the paramedics and the police.

“So, are you finally gonna tell us who you are?” Chase asked once you were all far away enough.

“Sorry, pretty boy, but that’s one secret I can’t reveal,” You told him.

He rolled his eyes, expecting that answer. “Right, sure. You get to know who we are but we don’t.”

“Hey, just because you revealed your identity to the world doesn’t mean I have to. Some things are sacred,” You replied. “Anyway, look at the time, I have to get going. See you around, pretty boy.”

You left before Chase had the chance to say anything, making him sigh heavily. You had a tendency to do that, leave with the last word. It really irked him, more so since he knew nothing about you. You just showed up out of the blue, helping them on a mission that was going badly. They appreciated the help, and all the help after that but they were still a little weary about you. They didn’t know you so they didn’t know if they could completely trust you. More so since they weren’t sure what you were, some of your abilities weren’t bionic.

You got home and changed into something more comfortable before flopping onto your bed. You sighed and let yourself relax, today was a little more stressful than expected. You had gotten a little too close to Chase today, you were lucky he didn’t recognize you. If he had, that would have been such an awkward conversation that you weren’t ready to have. Or rather one you were scared to have.

How do you tell your boyfriend that you’re a superhero? You didn’t want him to freak out, especially since the world of superheroes was a well-kept secret. Specifically, because of how the public might react. You didn’t want to scare him away, you had to handle this delicately and well thought out.

Your phone started ringing, snapping you out of your thoughts; speak of the devil. “Hey babe! How was the bridge mission?”

“We managed to save everyone but the bridge still collapsed. She showed up again though,” He told you.

“Ah yes, this mystery hero. How was it this time? Was she still helpful?” You asked, pretending as if you knew nothing.

“Yeah, she helped us get everyone off faster. Although, something weird did happen. She got hit by a cable wire and almost fell to the ground but I managed to catch her. She freaked out though, I don’t know why,” He explained.

“Ha, what a weirdo. Maybe she was mesmerized by how hot you are,” You joked.

“Right, I’m sure that’s what it was. Seriously though, it was weird how she reacted like that.”

“Alright, calm down pretty boy. I’m sure she just didn’t expect the save.”

“Wait...What did you just say?”

“I said calm down pr—Shit. Uh, I gotta go.”

You quickly hung up the phone before he could say anything, tossing it to the side. You groaned loudly and threw both hands over your face. How could you be so stupid? You never called him pretty boy, at least not in your civilian form. That’s how you separated yourself from girlfriend and superhero. As his girlfriend, you didn’t need to try so hard because you were already together. And not to mention the whole let’s keep our relationship a secret thing. But as a superhero, you had more range of motion and could flirt and tease him because it didn’t mean anything.

But now, you’ve crossed that line and there was no going back. You felt your phone vibrate next to you, you didn’t have to check to see that it was Chase calling. You ignored it, waiting until it stopped ringing before you turned it off completely. You’d no doubt that he had figured it out by now, he knew that you were this mysterious supergirl. You had no choice but to tell him the truth now, but you didn’t know if you could actually face him. What if he leaves you because you lied to him, because you kept such a huge secret from him? The thought scared you more than anything, you couldn’t risk Chase leaving you. You loved him, like really loved; he was the first guy that really ever understood you.

You sighed heavily, feeling defeated and stupid, there really was no getting out of this one. Out of all the stupid things you could’ve done, this was the one you had to pick. Lucky for you though, tomorrow was the start of the weekend so you could just avoid Chase until Monday. You sighed again, no point in exhausting yourself with this right now. It wouldn’t change anything; Chase would still know about your secret identity. You should just get some sleep and figure this out in the morning.

You were stirred out of your slumber by loud pounding coming all the way from your front door. Who the hell was knocking this early in the morning? You reluctantly crawled out of bed and headed downstairs, grumpy that someone disrupted your sleep.

You opened the door, barely registering who was behind it. “Can I hel—Chase?”

“Finally! Do you know how worried I’ve been? I thought something happened to you,” He exclaimed.

“I can explain, wait, you were worried?” You questioned.

“Yes! I mean, I’m still really confused about all of this. But my first priority is making sure you’re okay,” He said, face softening in worry.

Your heart did a jump against your chest, he was more worried about you than your big secret. God, how could you ever think he’d leave you. “I’m sorry. I just panicked, this was never supposed to happen. But, now that it has, I owe you an explanation.”

You invited him in and walked over to the couch where the two of you sat down. Silence engulfed the two of you while you tried to find the right words to say. Where do you start?

“So, why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, breaking the silence.

You took a deep breath before starting your explanation. “I was going to tell you, eventually, I just didn’t know how. I’m mean I can’t exactly just say that I’m secretly a superhero, especially since we’re supposed to stay secret.”

“Okay, but that doesn’t explain why you couldn’t tell me. I mean, I’m your boyfriend, I thought you’d at least have a little more trust in me,” He said.

“No, you’re right, you’re absolutely right. I didn’t tell you because I was scared of how you’d you react. I didn’t want you to leave because of this, because you found out your girlfriend was a superhero with superpowers. Superpowers and bionics are completely different, my abilities can’t be explained with science. I didn’t want that to freak you out. And I know, I should have trusted you with this. I’m sorry, but now that you know, I hope you still decide to be my boyfriend.”

“Are you kidding, of course I still want to be your boyfriend. I mean, I still don’t understand all of this, superpowers just sound ridiculous. But if its you, I’m willing to learn more and understand all this superhero stuff.”

“Really, you mean it? I mean, I totally understand if this is too weird for you.”

“Yes really. I love you and I want to know everything about you, even the weird superhero thing.”

You smiled widely and jumped him, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tight. You couldn’t be happier, Chase accepted both sides of you and now you no longer had anything to hide. You heard him laugh, feeling it vibrate off his chest as he wrapped his arms around.

“So, you’re really a superhero?” He asked, still a little shocked and confused by the sudden news.

Now it was your turn to laugh at him, you were in for a long road of explanation.

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GF - How A Star Is Born ch.V

A Hercules AU, founded by @evaroze, whom this fic is a gift for. I hope y’all like it!

ch.IV - ch.VI

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Years went by. Both Dipper and Mabel went through vigorous training under their uncles’ supervision. After allowing Mabel to visit the world, Stanford had combat training be added to her lessons so, if needed, she could defend herself. Now a master of duel swords and a brand new goddess of the arts, Mabel spent her days inspiring humans, helping to keep Olympus beautiful and safe, and exploring the woods throughout Greece.

She also spent a lot of time talking to Dipper. At least once a week he would sit at night and draw in his journal to talk to his sister, swapping stories and inspiring each other to learn and grow.

Dipper was no longer a scrawny little boy, but a strong, muscular, clever young man of seventeen. Stan had never been more proud in his entire life, boxing with the kid and having him go through trials and tests and watching him grow up. He even managed to teach Dipper a few swears.

Stan coughed into his fist, standing at the end of the most difficult obstacle course Dipper had ever been set to. He grinned as Dipper emerged from shark-infested waters, blazing hoops, electric spikes, and racist homophobes, without a scratch on him, and Stan and Dipper high-hived and cheered and celebrated.

“You did it, kid! You were great!”

“Thanks, I couldn’t have done without you.” Dipper said with a smile.

“Obviously.” Stan smirked, earning him a soft punch in the beer belly. “Oof! Okay, okay. You go pack up, ya gremlin. We’re going to Thebes!”

“Isn’t that place, like, the worst place in Greece?” Dipper asked as they headed back to the Mystery Shack.

“You got it, you’ll be just what the doctor ordered.” Stan explained. “Young hero like you can help a lot of people in an Underworld-hole like that. Great place to start out. If you can make it at the Big Olive, you can make it anywhere.”

The men set sail before the sun rose the next morning. For some odd reason, Stan locked up the shack in a way that made it seem like they were never coming back, but Dipper assumed it was only because Stan believed that Dipper could make it big. The young man smiled, determined not to let his teacher down, and made sure they were on the right track.

After sailing across the ocean for a few hours, they floated into a river that traveled along the woods, taking a shortcut for Thebes rather than travel through the sea for Greece. Stan was resting in a chair with a cold drink in his hand, letting Dipper sail for a while, when they heard a scream.

The old man shot up and grinned. “Perfect! A damsel in distress! Good warm-up before we hit down. Lower the anchor here.”

Dipper did as he was told and they crept down the river for the waterfall, where they saw a young lady stumble away, groaning and growling in her throat.

The girl had long, beautiful blonde hair and stunning blue eyes that crackled like raging fire, wearing a long baby-blue dress. She hurried to her feet but was soon scooped up by the enemy that came around the river bend.

A huge Manotaur with a toga around his waist was so huge he grabbed the woman in his fist around the waist. “Not so fast, sweetheart.” He growled.

“Put me down right now, Chutzpah, or I’ll…!” The woman threw a punch at the monster, but he held her away and laughed.

“I like ‘em fiery!”

“HEY!” Dipper yelled from the riverbank and stomped on the river, leaving Stan in the bushes to munch on some popcorn.

“My money’s on Hooves.”

The girl and Chutzpah stared at the newcomer and the monster growled, “Beat it, twerp, I’m busy.”

“Sorry, mister, but you’re gonna let her go, or…”

“Keep moving, junior.” The girl sneered.

“... or I’ll…” Dipper’s sentence dropped and shattered. “But aren’t you… er, a damsel in distress?”

“I’m a damsel.” The woman said as she tried to pull herself free from the giant fist. “I’m in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day.” She said with a sly grin with cold blue eyes.

Dipper swallowed and cleared his throat, reaching for his sword. “Uh, ma’am, I think you might be too close to this situation to realize your…” But the Manotaur punched him with so much force that Dipper flew onto a big boulder on the other side of the river.

Stan winced while Chutzpah laughed and the damsel looked bored. “C’mon kid, shake it off!” The old man coached.

Dipper charged, leaving his sword behind, and started to toss left and right hooks back and forth and landing, making the monster dizzy, and then used his head to hit him so hard it was his turn to fly back onto a hard surface, landing behind the waterfall and dropping the girl in the process.

“YES! That’s what I’m talking about, sport! Keep it up!”

“UGH!”

Dipper looked down at the wet girl and gently scooped her up out of the river to sit on a rock. “Oh, I’m sorry, ma’am. That was dumb… Excuse me, please.” And he and Chutzpah resumed their battle, the demigod using his strength to throw the Manotaur over his shoulder and putting him in a head-lock.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” Stan chanted while the girl rang her hair dry, a smirk on her face.

“Not bad, not bad.”

“What are you talking about, he’s great!” Stan cheered. “Throw him a left! Atta boy!”

With one final punch, Dipper made Chutzpah the Manotaur fly up in the air and then come back crashing down face first in the water, a shiny bruise on his snooze button.

“Alright! Nice work!” Stan coached. “You could’ve gone without the distraction from a pair of big goo-goo eyes, but good recovery! Alright, let’s hit the water and move on.” And he walked off for the boat.

But once again, Dipper was distracted. The woman was rubbing her arms dry and sliding off the rock to stand, stretching her slender back; Dipper’s face felt hot and his whole body felt like it wasn’t even there. “Uh… are you alright, miss…?”

“Pacifica.” The girl said with a voice that dripped with sarcasm, like she believed she had better things to do than be standing here and talking to him, but she didn’t know what. “I’m fine. Thanks for the save. So, you got a name to go with all those rippling pectorals?”

“Uh… um, ah… I’m uh… uh…”

“Don’t speak Greek or something?”

“Dipper!” The man cleared his throat and answered in a calmer tone. “M-My name is Dipper. How did you get mixed up with the…”

“Knucklehead with hooves?” Pacifica finished for him. “Ah, you know how men are. They all think ‘no’ means ‘yes,’ and ‘get lost’ means ‘take me, I’m yours.’ Well, thanks for everything, Dip. Bye-bye.” And Pacifica began to walk away.

“Wait!” Dipper called out quickly, a reflex of seeing someone beautiful and cool-headed going away, and he offered sheepishly, “Uh, c-c-can I give you a ride on my boat, erm, me and Stan’s boat?”

“I’m fine,” Pacifica giggled coldly. “I’m a big tough girl, I tie my own sandals and everything. I can look after myself. See ya, Dippin’ Dots.” And Dipper watched as she disappeared beneath a hill.

“Uh… bye.” Dipper said weakly, clumsy on his feet as Stan sailed their small boat behind him, going down the river for Thebes.

“OY! Knucklehead! We going or what?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah… yeah…”

Dipper pulled himself on board, smiling with his head in the clouds. Stan sighed and shook his head, muttering, “Twitterpated.”

As Pacifica walked further and further into the woods, the atmosphere got darker and darker. The young lady walked as coldly as the air, unafraid and all too familiar with who was approaching her. When a huge gust of blue fire erupted from the Earth and a floating triangle appeared before the teenage girl, she rolled her eyes and sneered, “Great, I needed cheddar for dinner.”

Bill cackled as he held his three-sided body and kicked his legs in the air. “Oh, my little Llama. Care to explain what exactly happened?” He made a chess board appear before him with various pieces of monsters and anomalies on the board. “I thought you were gonna persuade the River Guardian to join my team for the uprising and, here I am, kinda River Guardian-less.”

“I gave it my best shot,” Pacifica said coldly as she flicked Chutzpah off the board. “But he made an offer I had to refuse.”

“Okay, fine,” Bill replied as he made the board disappear, closing it like a book. “Instead of taking two year from your lifetime sentence, Imma add two on, okay? You got your best shot?”

Pacifica groaned and walked away, leaning against a dead tree. “Look, it wasn’t my fault, okay. It was this Wonderboy who beat your Manotaur up.”

“Wonderboy?” Bill repeated.

“Some new hero who came with this big innocent farm-boy routine, but I could see through that in a Peloponnesian minute.” Pacifica said with a cold snap of her fingers.

“New hero, huh?” Bill said, a hand to what might have been his chin but was really just under his eye. “If some new guy is beating up my minions it could weaken our chances of over-throwing Sixer…” The demon stopped his talking when he heard a voice. He swooped Pacifica up into the trees as a dark cloud, just in time to hide from the intruder.

Mabel was running through the woods with a pig at her feet. He had grown quite large since the young muse had met the pig, and now they both ran as fast as they could, but the teenage girl made it to a tree first, planting a hand on it, making the dead tree sprout leaves with life, and she jumped and cheered and punched the air. “That’s twenty-two for me… How about twenty-two out of forty-five?” She asked Waddles.

The big tired pig flopped over and showed his belly lazily. Mabel awed and fell to her knees to scratch him. “Aw, you’re just a big dummy-dumb. C’mon, why don’t we go see if Grunkle Ford is too busy to hang out. This Mabel’s gotta have some family time.” And she picked up her pet pig and skipped back home.

Bill plunged back onto the ground, dropping Pacifica, who sat on a rock boringly, as Bill glowed red with fire and yelled loudly, “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!” And soon every tree circling them was no more.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Who’s a cute lil guy? You are!” Gideon said into his hand mirror, sitting at the front desk of the Underworld.

The huge doors flew open as Bill, still red and fiery with anger, entered and grew to the size of a giant before his minion. “YOU SAID YOU TOOK CARE OF THE TWINS!”

“The what now?” Gideon asked calmly.

Bill towered down at the white-haired chubby teenager and bellowed, “Sixer’s brats! The ones destined to stop me from ruling this dimension! You said they were dead as doornails! But the girl is still alive!”

“Yeah, so?” Gideon asked. “The prophecy said both twins had to be there for you to lose. There’s only one. So there. And besides it took you seventeen years to realize Stanford was still dotting on his niece. If anything you suck at keeping up with your own prey.”

Bill shrunk down, shaking with anger and still red, but he had to admit that the jerk was right. “Fine, but the boy, Mason, is dead, right?”

“More or less.”

“”WHAT DO YOU MEAN MORE OR LESS?!”

“He will be when the mortal world is done with him.” Gideon sneered with a crooked smile. “That scrawny twerp doesn’t stand a chance in Thebes.”

“And you know all of this HOW?!”

“It’s fun watching him struggle and lose.” Gideon admitted with a shrug.

“I’m not taking any chances!” Bill yelled and floated away. “We’ve got one year until I can free my friends and take over this dimension! Since I can’t curse Shooting Star into a mortal, I can still kill Pinetree.”

“I’m telling you,” Gideon said, following his boss. “That loser doesn’t stand a chance. I know just who to send to kill him.”

And Bill’s anger melted away as he listened to his minion’s plan and helped make it better.

#GF #gravity falls au #fanfiction #hercules #dipper pines #mabel pines #stan pines #pacifica northwest #bill cipher #hope you like it!!!#gift

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juiceboxman · 4 years

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So I took Siobhan’s advice and listened to the BBC’s radio adaptation of the Lord of the Rings from the 80′s

It’s pretty good, you can listen to it here https://soundcloud.com/inkmore/sets/lord-of-the-rings-radio

I had some issues with it but I liked it for the most part. I’m not a massive LoTR fan, only watched the films so I don’t know much, but here are the thoughts I had.

I once heard someone describe Hobbits and the Shire as “drama free people” after listening to this series, that’s obviously not the case. Hobbits seem to live for the drama, always talking shit behind one anothers back. I think Tolkien was trying to satirise rural or village life in England and I think he did a good job depicting how petty people can be.

Sam is a working class hero and Frodo doesn’t deserve him.

I understand how people can like Sam/Frodo because there is massive gay vibes coming off them. Personally I interpreted it to be unrequited and an example of some class division, with Sam being working class and Frodo being middle class. The amount of dedication and support Sam shows Frodo I don’t think Frodo would show back if the roles were reversed. I feel like its a very one sided relationship with Sam putting in way more effort than Frodo.

Bilbo’s whole thing seems to be that he went on a gap year once that turned out quite bad and now he kinda lives like a hermit.

I don’t know how reliable to the books the Radio series is, but I feel like the movies do more justice to stuff. Like in the Radio drama Gandalf makes his first appearance by just coming through the door and Bilbo is like “ah, Gandalf” and...that’s it. Movie version was better in my opinion.

I think the radio drama does a lot better to explain what the ring of power does than the movies. I always got confused by what the ring does, like in the movies all it seems to do is turn people invisible and make them into heroin addicts. With the radio I kinda understand more about it. Like the ring’s power kinda depends on the wearer, like a Hobbit could simply use it for invisibility and expanding their life force but a King could use it to control the minds of an entire enemy army and a Wizard could do even more. But it’s still vague and I presume Tolkien intended it to be, like it’s just a representation of the concept of power and this world’s equivalent of a deal with the devil. Power or wishes may be commanded but they will ultimately corrupt you.

Time in the books seem wild. Like at one point Gandalf says that Bilbo has gone off and he himself will start researching the ring and then twelve years go by and Frodo has just been fucking about, forgot that the ring even existed and Gandalf comes back and is like “oh yeah, ring is bad”

Also, Frodo is 50 when he leaves the shire???? Jesus

Also, were the Nazgul just running about for 12 years looking for the ring? Like at one point the Nazgul knocked on some Hobbit’s door asking about Frodo and the Hobbit told him to go fuck himself and slammed a door- to a NAZGUL

Aragon’s voice in this radio drama is...way off. Like it sounds like Greg Davies. You don’t really have the soft voice of Viggo Mortinstein but the gruff righteous voice of the Principal from the Inbetweeners

Elrond denying Aragon to marry his daughter until he becomes king of Gondor is like a stern dad refusing you to date his daughter until you get a real job.

Also Aragon gets the reforged sword, like, immediately when they leave Riverdale. Which is a bit weird to me.

It makes sense why Frodo is trusted with the ring. A king couldn’t be trusted because he’d use it for conquest. A Wizard could overthrow Sauron but in doing so would become just as bad so you’re back to square one. With a Hobbit, there is no desire for conquest or any wish for power outside of simply having the ring. Even when Golum had it all he used it for was to hunt fish and extend his life cycle. I’m curious of whether if Sam had carried the ring all the way to Mordor if he could will himself to destroy it or would he have failed like Frodo.

Gimly and Legolas’ friendship is so cute. Like they start off disliking eachother but bond over their prowess in combat and plan out a gap year after the whole fellowship where they see the sights of middle earth. So wholesome

I don’t understand why they didn’t just kill Golum. Like I know he was important to find the way to Mordor and was ultimately necessary to destroy the ring after Frodo failed, but like the idea of “don’t kill him because of pity and he also probably has a part to play” is bullshit to me. Like he’s so gross and troublesome. It’s the same excuse Jedi have with “oh you can’t kill a Sith Lord because striking them down means you need to embrace the dark side” bitch Luke Skywalker round house kicked a guy into a Sarlack Pick- whaddya mean he can’t kill this wrinkly ass Emperor??? Ethical mental gymnastics are mind blowing.

For me the moment that made me really dig the series was when the Fellowship disbanded. Like shit hit the fan and everyone’s forced to do their own shit, really engaging storytelling.

The series is quite short when you consider all the battles are short cutted. Like in the radio drama you’ll hear a series of grunts for 30 seconds and then a song about how bad that battle was. I guess it would take a lot to depict a battle purely by means of audio.

Seriously the series is quite short, like it’s 13 hour long episodes and by episode five I’m like “oh shit we’re starting the second book already? Damn” It felt half the time there was so much stuff cut out I don’t know why

I think the radio drama is best suited for people who have either watched the movies or read the books. Like I don’t think it’s well suited for people who haven’t seen LoTR content before. Like the scene with the Balrog there is no description of what it looks like.

Also, Gandalf fought the Balrog from the deepest dungeons to the tip of the mountain? Damn, Gandalf’s leg day must be intense

I love the introduction of Treebeard and the Ents. Like you get this horrific imagery with warring Orcs and other evil creatures and then turn a hard 180 to these hilarious tree people. I guess that’s why the LoTR is so great. Because you do get those hard, gruesome battles but you also get these lovely peaceful wholesome scenes.

Quick question, how do you meet a guy called Saruman and then be surprised that he’s the bad guy? It’s the same deal with Victor VonDoom.

Also, did Tolkien have to have all the big villains names sound so similar?

Man, Tolkien loves having people end up together. With the Horse Princess who got friendzoned by Aragorn meeting up with that guy from Gondor. You love to see it

So like, was the King of Nazgul just talking shit or can he not be killed by a man? Like could anyone kill him by stabbing him the face or did the Horse Princess just find a loophole?

At one point this woman kinda makes fun of this flower called Kings Seed or some shit and Aragon basically calls her a THOT

Kinda sad the series didn’t have more dragons. Like I would have liked to see a huge black dragon at the final battle at Mordor. But that’s just me, I love me some dragons

Also, the final battle at the gates of Mordor is so endearing. Like they don’t even know if Frodo and Sam are still alive but they go to war anyway because they believe they are and in doing so keep the eye of Sauron off of them. It’s really heart warming

The radio’s version of the destruction of the ring is kinda anticlimactic. Like I said it’s better with the dialogue than it is at the representation of physical actions like combat. Like if you didn’t know what happened at the end of the lord of the rings and you were listening to this you would have no idea that Golum fell into the lava with the ring

I love the owner of the Prancing Pony’s reaction to Aragon becoming King of Gondor. It’s like “hey, remember that guy you saw shit in the woods that one time? Yeah he’s the President”

Also Sam’s Pony lives at the end of it. Love to see it. I feel like Tolkien read his first draft to his kids and they were like “what happened to Sam’s pony?” and he was like “uh, yeah, the pony....the pony lived! yes! the pony found its way back to town” you can tell this story is vibing on a different level than GoT or ACOC

Hobbits returning to the Shire fucking shit up like level 16 PCs returning to the town they started the campaign in

Also, all the Hobbits in the shire have no idea what the fuck went down? Like I understand they live in the middle or nowhere but that’s astounding

It’s so funny what ends up happening to Saruman. Like he goes from being the second in command of the Dark Lord to being a shitty local businessman in a Village in Yorkshire

I can see how people can really get into the LotR. Like a world like GoT is just fucked beyond compare and any happy ending will be bittersweet at most. But here you have an ending where the characters leave the world better than when they found it

Frodo asking Sam to live with him was him totally trying to get with Sam, right? And Sam was like “oh that’s nice Frodo, but I have gf” and Frodo’s like “oh that’s alright, she can move in too!” it’s like watching a man back step his request for love by inviting a family into his home. You missed your shot Frodo! You had a whole year with Sam and you blew it!

Sam ultimately moving on from Frodo with his thicc Hobbit gf is the character development we deserved

That said, in the movies Sam getting a gf was a thing at the end of the third movie- like he’d been so shy before hand but after almost dying he’s like “fuck it, might as well give my shot” but here in radio drama he...had a gf all along? Like we only hear about her in the final episode and he’s like “oh yeah, my gf ain’t too happy. I left her for a year to fuck about with you so now I need to marry her. Woops” very startling

Also love how Tolkien represented PTSD with Frodo. I don’t think works of Fantasy like this before Tolkien really did this stuff justice. That said the ending is a bit weird. Like I understand that the “Undying Lands” are supposed to reflect Tolkien’s belief in Catholicism, Eternal Life and Heaven. But it’s really hard to not interpret the ending as Frodo as struggling to deal with his PTSD so he commits suicide. Because the Undying Lands is a place that Sam cannot follow. It’s heart breaking but that’s the vibe I got off the ending.

So yeah, there’s my thoughts. It’s pretty good but I’d only recommend the series to anyone who’s either seen the movies or read the books. If this was your first introduction to LOTR I don’t know if that would be any good.

Also, while we’re here I recommend Escape from the Bloodkeep from Dimension 20. It’s DnD actual play series that is a slight parody of LOTR. It’s really good.

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#dimension 20 #acoc #escape from the bloodkeep #lord of the rings #lotr

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scenesandscraps · 4 years

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SU/GF: Bad Party

This one is a bit rougher than the earlier ones. Flashback, underage drinking, vomiting, and panic attack.

“There’s gonna be a party out in the woods tonight. You wanna come?” Wendy asked as they closed up the shack. “What kind of party?” Steven asked. “College kids, mostly. A couple of my buddies from high school are back on break, probably some of the new high schoolers.” “We’re coming too!” chimed in Mabel.

“Are you going to behave yourself this time?” Wendy said with a look.

“Long as nobody brings any Smile Dip!” Mabel’s braces glinted as she smiled naughtily.

“Only Trevor could get that, and he’s in jail.” She looked back at Steven. “So, you in?” Steven immediately felt uncomfortable when he saw the bonfire. He wasn’t sure why it made his stomach turn. It was just a big campfire, right? Maybe it was just all the new people around. There must have been a couple dozen. Wendy went over to some she clearly knew; gave them hugs, shook hands. “So do you know anyone here besides Wendy?” Steven looked at Dipper. The younger boy shook his head. “Not really. I’m mostly here to keep an eye on Mabel.” He pointed his thumb towards his sister, who was already chatting with another group of teens.

“Well, hey, maybe we can both make some new friends,” Steven patted Dipper on the shoulder. “Steven, catch!” He looked up and caught the can Wendy had tossed his way. Without even looking, he popped the tab. From far away, he heard Dipper’s voice “Steven? You okay?”

Smoke mingling with the smell of beer and the ocean; chatter and crackly radio. What was that song?

“This place is great, kid,” said Jimmy. Steven hadn’t thought of Jimmy in years. “So you’re always alone here?” “Most of the time, yeah,” Steven remembered saying. The beach near the temple was always empty, always alone. It was a perfect spot for teens to party. And Jimmy had been happy to hear about it. “Hey, Jimmy, think he’d drink a beer?” Steven couldn’t remember the other teen’s name. They’d all left Beach City a long time ago. “Whoa, ain’t he a bit young?” “Oh, come on. No way he’ll get it down anyway. Let’s see what he can do.” Jimmy turned to Steven. “How about it, kid?” He passed Steven the can. It was barely cold in his hand. Steven’s nose wrinkled at the smell. He steeled himself and took a swing. It wasn’t good, it burned his throat a little, but Amethyst had given him worse stuff. He wiped his mouth and forced a smile. “Whoa!” the teens laughed and clapped. “That was pretty good for a first-timer.” “Think he could handle another?”

Dipper, Mabel and Wendy surrounded Steven, huddling in his bubble. Other partygoers were gathered around too, but Wendy had viciously warned them off from getting closer. “What happened? What’s wrong with him?” Wendy knocked gently on the outside of the bubble. No response. He was shivering violently inside; he looked like he might vomit. “I don’t know!” Dipper said, desperately searching on his phone. What even to look for? Steven had just started panting heavily and fallen to the ground as soon as he’d opened the beer. Was it an allergy? It seemed almost like he got scared...

“Chug! Chug! Chug!”

Steven couldn’t remember how many cans they’d passed him. He didn’t want any more. But every time they patted his back and tousled his hair and said he was the coolest kid. He didn’t want that to stop.

“Maybe we should give him some water or pretzels or something,” someone said. “You got any?” “Uh… no.” “You got any snacks back in the house?” Steven felt a firm pat on his back, almost a hit, and that knocked him over the edge. Steven started to throw up. It felt like he was throwing up everything he’d ever eaten. There was shrieking, there was laughter. He felt so sick.

“Kid? Kid, you okay?” Jimmy was rubbing his back, though the teen was pretty unsteady on his feet himself. “I’m scared,” Steven whimpered, when his throat would behave. “Call… call Dad.” “He’s gonna call his dad!” someone yelled. “Dude, no-” Jimmy started, but it was too late. “Everyone get the fuck out!”

All the noise blurred together for Steven. Tears were running down his face. He barfed some more. “Jimmy, we gotta /go/,” he heard. “He’s gonna be okay, but if his dad calls the cops…” “Yeah… yeah okay.” Then Steven was alone.

Steven opened his eyes to the worried faces of his friends outside his bubble. He was breathing so hard, so fast. He tried to remember what the therapist had told him. Focus on something. Deep breathing. He hadn’t had a drink. He wasn’t at the beach. Nobody was forcing him to do anything. There were people here who cared about him. All of that was over. It was a long time ago.

Slowly, slowly, he was able to get his bubble down. “Are you okay?” “I need to go home,” was all he could say, and his friends immediately got him to Wendy’s car.

Dipper and Mabel didn’t know what to say during the short drive to Steven’s apartment; they just held his hands on either side and tried to be reassuring.

“Do you want us to stay? Do you need to be alone?” Mabel asked when they arrived. “You can go back to the party,” Steven said. “ Don’t let me ruin your night.” “Dude, you had a panic attack back there,” Wendy said, “Screw the party, are /you/ okay?” Steven opened his mouth to insist, but his therapist’s voice in his head caught him. Was he putting someone else’s wants over his own needs? “If… you’re okay with staying, I’d kinda like to talk about it.” The three of them nodded. “Is it cool if I change into something more comfy?” “Your apartment, man,” Wendy said casually. ***

“And the next thing I knew I woke up on the beach.” Steven had changed into a soft robe, made tea for everyone; was just finishing the story of that night on the beach all those years ago. “I got myself back in the house and called my dad, but it was too early in the morning and he didn’t answer. So I just had to clean up and go to bed.” “That’s really messed up,” said Dipper. He gave Steven a hug. . “That was beyond messed up. That was /fucked/ up.” said Wendy. “I’m really sorry Steven. If I’d known about that I wouldn’t have asked you to come.” “It’s okay. I’d just about forgotten it. I hadn’t thought about it in years.” “Did anything ever happen to those kids?” asked Mabel. “Jimmy actually confessed a couple days later. He came to the temple and told the Gems everything. I don’t think they really understood it, but they were more strict about keeping people off the beach after that. My dad was... I think he was just glad I was okay.” “I dunno,” Mabel looked off to the side. “It sounds like maybe you didn’t get out of that super okay.” “Mabel!” hissed Dipper. “What?” “No, you’re right,” Steven said, “I think that’s just one more thing on Steven’s Not-Okay Stack.” “Well, you’re still super cool,” Dipper said, then he blushed and didn’t look directly at Steven. “Thanks, Dipper. Thanks, all of you. For staying, I mean. I think it helped.” “Anytime, man,” said Wendy. The three of them wrapped him in a group hug, and he had to fight back more tears. He drained the rest of his tea. “I think I’m gonna get in bed and watch some Tubetube. Do you think the party’s still going?” “Oh, for sure. You didn’t ruin anything,” “You’ve got all our numbers if you need ‘em. Seriously, call us,” Mabel said. “I’m good for tonight. I’ll see you all tomorrow though.” He waved his friends out the door and went over to his bed, feeling drained but strangely lighter.

#steven universe #gravity falls #read more #content warning #mabel pines #dipper pines #wendy courderoy #su gf #summer job au

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jawnjendes · 4 years

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can’t see in the stormy weather | shawn mendes

university au, shawn x goth gf

NOTE: this is NOT the new series. this is a one shot that takes place during the early stages of their relationship... you’ll find it in the Season 1 section of the masterlist :)

goth gf playlist | masterlist

When Shawn asked me to make a playlist describing who I am, I almost threw myself back to California. I don't know what it is about people wanting to know things about me, but it's annoying. I detest it.

It's not like he made me a playlist full of sappy love songs. He just wanted to hear songs I identify with. That was borderline terrifying because Shawn is a musician. He lives and breathes music and analyzing lyrics and melodies. What's he going to think if he finds Halsey's "Without Me" or 5SOS's "Invisible?"

Oh yeah. I deeply project whatever bits of me I discover onto songs. Then I stick to those songs and keep them on repeat and I make sure no one knows about them because then people would know things about me. It's irrational and unrealistic but that's how my stupid brain works. Anyone who's ever known me needs to disappear! They can't have the luxury of knowing me and all my secrets! What the fuck would I do if Shawn and I broke up? I'd have to kill him, that's what.

"What, are you gonna kill me too if we stop being friends?" Stella asked. "Seriously, it's just a playlist. It doesn't have to be that deep."

"I told you what the prompt was, right?" I replied.

"Yeah. And that is because Shawn knows you don't verbally express yourself about… anything. So he gave you a different outlet."

Fuck, I thought I was the psychology major here.

Yes, it was easier to let Shawn in through ways where I didn't have to say things out loud and explicitly. I had to admit that. But he was still going to find out things I had yet to tell him. Important things apart from the anxiety and semi-regular therapy sessions.

"Why don't you just pick generic songs you like, and not the ones that reveal too much?" Stella suggested.

I scoffed. "I'm closed off, I'm not a liar."

"It's not lying. Everyone's favorite song means something. I was listening to Big Time Rush when I touched down on Toronto for the first time. Everytime I hear Boyfriend I think about how I successfully made it out of my parents' house."

As nice as that sentiment was, I couldn't bring myself to find ways around the prompt. I had to do what Shawn said: compile a bunch of songs that I feel represent who I am. Besides, making playlists is… really fucking fun.

It took an hour of adding, removing, and very specific placements, but I was happy about my playlist to the point where I was nervous. I sent the link to Shawn the next morning when I knew he was on the way to the gym. Figured he’d listen to it during his morning workout and get it overwith. But no.

No.

Basically, I’m a fool who forgets she’s dating a musician.

So here I was, thinking that Shawn would make of what he will about the songs I chose and we would never talk about it. Wow, was I fucking wrong. How did I not expect Shawn to want to know the why?

He was a little sneaky about it too. Shawn invited me over to his place after my classes, and why the fuck would I say no to that? Of course I went over, internally cursing myself for not shaving my legs the night before. He usually had the TV on and a steaming mug of chamomile ready for me whenever I came over no matter the circumstance. Today there was only tea, and a stupidly excited Shawn.

“We have music to listen to you today!” he said when he had me on his couch.

He knew I wouldn’t play dumb either. And because of the fact that I was looking at his stupid beautiful face, I couldn’t move away from this topic.

“Cool…” I said stiffly.

Jet Black Heart - Live

He pulled up the playlist, which I had titled with the black heart emoji, and hit shuffle. Completely going against the very intricate order I put each song in. He was surprised to hear an audience screaming at the first song, but he recognized the tune that came shortly after.

“Why’d you pick this one?” he asked, his arm going around the back of the couch, watching me with his stupid pretty eyes.

I chuckled. “It’s a goth joke! Everything about me is dark, even my heart!”

“And there’s a hurricane underneath it?” Shawn guessed. He really was going to pick apart the lyrics and apply them to me, huh? “Any reason why it’s the live version?”

The answer wasn’t anything too telling or cheesy. It was still hard to maintain eye contact as I explained. “Stella introduced me to this band. She dragged me to a 5SOS concert and now it’s our tradition to see them whenever they tour.”

“Is this your favorite song?”

“Live, yeah. It just reminds me of feeling so alive. Concerts are the only times I feel that way.”

Shawn grinned at the sentiment. He seemed happy with that answer and sang along to the rest of the song.

“And there’s your deep shit of the day,” I said when it ended.

“I want more.”

What I’m Made Of…

I felt a tiny pit in my stomach. I knew this song, and I knew that Shawn did not know this song. He was looking down at the album cover on his phone, thinking to himself. Then, he turned to me expectantly.

“So…?”

“Just enjoy the lyrics and the sick guitar solo.”

He was quiet for a minute. “Well, I do get your vibes from it. But you’re also reluctant to show me what you’re made of.”

I hesitated. “It’s uh, a battle song. I’ll fight someone for trying to forcibly take anything from me.”

“Like if somebody jumped you?”

“Physically, mentally, emotionally. Yeah.”

Again, silence. “You gonna fight me?”

I knew he was joking, and I cracked a grin. “Jury’s out.”

“Any reasoning behind this soundtrack?” He showed me the cover, and I internally tried not to panic.

I had plucked the song off the wrong album, and now Shawn knew I was a fan of a certain speedy blue creature.

So much for being cool and mysterious. I’m just a fucking nerd now.

“Nah, not at all,” I casually replied.

Honestly, I enjoyed this song. I love this song. Why else would it be on this playlist? But just this once, I wanted to skip to the next one.

And when the next one came, I wanted to skip again.

I Am… All of Me

“Do, do you kin a certain hedgehog?” Shawn asked, once again amused by the album cover.

“No…” I resisted rolling my eyes.

“This song definitely sounds like you. Tell me, am I dating a hedgehog?”

Suddenly, this felt less nerve wracking and more annoying. I sighed heavily.

“I thought you wanted to know more about me.”

He chuckled. “Hey, I’m trying. I’m interpreting all these songs in whatever way I can because you won’t explain them to me. Plus, this song is from a video game.”

“Did it occur to you that maybe I like the game this song came from? Maybe I casually like this whole franchise because-” I stopped myself upon seeing Shawn’s face light up, like he wanted me to go on.

But no, he made fun of me. This song is now void, and he will not get an answer.

“Because?” he coaxed.

“Because nothing.” I grabbed his phone out of his hand and skipped to the next song.

Without Me

“Oh, who hurt you?”

“You already know that story. Next!”

Wilson (Expensive Mistakes)

I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.

Shawn looked at me for a moment, still trying to analyze the fuck out of my song choice. “I gotta say, I was expecting more goth music. You listen to a lot of mainstream artists.”

“There’s no rule saying I can’t. Mainstream artists are popular for a reason.”

“Touche. So why this song?”

“It’s what people think I am. Grumpy, bitter, always in black.”

"But that's not all you are." Shawn held his hand out to me, and I took it. He looked down at my chipped polish, running his fingers over my nails. "I mean, you are grumpy. Bitter? No, I'd say realistic. Always in black? Yeah, and you look beautiful all the time because you feel good in it."

That last part struck me. At least I didn't look odd to him. He didn't fall for the tough exterior I've built for myself. That little fact was both touching and terrifying.

"I know there's more to you than the way you dress yourself. It's why I like you so much." He grinned.

Cry With a Smile

"There's the goth metal you were looking for!" I exclaimed.

"Mm, your sense of belonging, as you put it. I know all about this already."

And he skipped to the next song.

A Little Too Much

Shawn perked up a little bit, a smile growing on his face. Then he looked at me, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Is that me?"

Now my cheeks burned. "Yeah. This song feels like a callout."

"Babe…" He was still smiling as he leaned in to cup my face and kiss my forehead.

"Yeah, can you believe? I get tired of being a hardass sometimes." I was only half joking.

Not a lot of people knew my deal with anxiety and depression, much less why they intensified over the last couple of years. The urge to tell Shawn everything was beginning to form in my throat but I kept pushing it down. He looked too happy, and I didn't want to bring that down.

"You don't have to be a hardass around me," he said sweetly. "Actually, please don't be a hardass around me, okay? Everyone has their limits."

Then, he skipped to the next song, because he was sick of his own voice.

Fist Bump

Shawn looked at me once again, a grin on his face. Here we go again.

“I’m noticing a trend here.”

“I like this franchise, okay?”

“Okay, kinnie.”

I rolled my eyes and sat back, scrolling on my phone to diffuse the frustration. What was the point if he was just going to make fun of me?

“Hey.” Shawn gently placed his hand over my phone, getting me to put it down. “I’m only kidding. You can laugh.”

My eyes narrowed.

“I’m serious! Look, maybe if you just tell me what these songs mean to you, I’ll understand better. Just give me a chance.”

His eyes didn’t show any bit of deceit… But that’s how they all are. And everytime, I’m always a fool. So I sighed and tried not to cringe at my own words.

“It’s lame… and stupid… and really stupid. But all those silly little video game songs? They…” I exhaled, and chipped at my nails. “You know I deal with… anxiety and everlasting sadness…”

“You mean depression?” Shawn corrected.

“Yeah, whatever,” I went on. “The world is full of some real shit, and, and the songs and the games…” I made a face and looked down. “They’re comforting.”

It was silent for a minute before a hand went and cupped my chin. I was met with Shawn’s eyes and glowing smile. But then he opened his mouth and the most baby baby voice came out.

“Does Sonic make yew feew bettew?”

I smacked his hand away. “I swear to-”

But I didn’t finish that statement because he tackled me in a hug.

“Kidding, kidding! I’m sorry, baby, that was the last one, I promise!” He kissed the side of my head before leaning back to look at me. “I think it’s really cute you like this series.”

“It’s not cute, it’s self care,” I mumbled.

Head Above Water

“Finally, a song I know!” Shawn exclaimed, and he dove into singing along.

I forgot I put that one on the playlist. I meant to take it off. It only made me more nervous that Shawn already knew this song. He was one step closer to unlocking the big one.

He sounded beautiful as he sang, lost in the melancholy melody. I watched him, trying not to give anything away through my face alone. It was getting harder to keep it together, just from the little things I had already told Shawn.

And so came the inevitable expectant look. “So? Depression? Religion?”

Part of me wanted to let him think that. Depression is common, it’s easier to explain than the real reason. Besides, it’s not a lie. I do have my dark days, and even darker periods. But depression isn’t the reason for this song.

“Nope,” I replied.

“You know, Avril Lavigne wrote this when she was really sick.”

Dammit, he does know what this song is about.

I sighed heavily. “How do I put this in a way that doesn’t sound scary or pathetic?”

“You’re sick,” Shawn guessed with a chuckle. But the look on my face changed the mood, and he went serious. “How bad are we talking?”

“I get sick… every so often,” I explained. “It’s nothing scary, it’s just… chronic IBS. I can manage it, I just have to be careful with what I eat.”

He nodded as he listened. “So it’s not that bad, but it’s enough for you to have a whole song about being sick?”

I hesitated. “There’s another song, actually.”

“Two?” Shawn shifted in his seat. “So that must mean it’s a bigger deal to you than you’re making it out to be.”

And he thinks he doesn’t know me well enough.

I didn’t like talking about my health problems, unless it was with my doctor. I didn’t talk about how annoying all this shit was outside my therapist’s office. Anytime I felt frustrated about food, I talked myself down because it could literally be worse. Why would I whine about something so mundane?

“You know you don’t have to tone it down for me,” Shawn added when I stayed quiet for too long. “And, if it helps… now I understand why you read restaurant menus so carefully.”

“Like I said, I have to be careful.” My voice went thick for a moment, so I coughed. “I eat the wrong thing, and I end up sleeping in the bathroom til the wrong thing is out.”

“So it’s frustrating to deal with this all the time?”

“Yeah… and I spent two and a half years not knowing what was wrong with me, two and a half years going to the doctor more times than a young adult should for their age… two and a half years thinking I might die…”

Shawn’s eyes widened. “Years?”

“We went to a doctor in Mexico, and he finally diagnosed me with IBS,” I explained. “But that was after the words ‘lymphoma’ and ‘tumor’ were thrown into the mix. It’s not really something you forget. Oh, and I hate vomiting. I hate it so much that I can’t be in the same room as someone who might be queasy. So that’s annoying.”

“Wow…”

I suddenly felt a little self conscious. “I know it’s stu-”

“If you say stupid one more time,” Shawn cut me off. “This is the least stupid thing you could be talking about right now.”

“My anxiety links back to food, too. Think that’s important to mention.”

“Is that why you always want to go back to your dorm after a dinner date?”

Oof, so he noticed. I stayed quiet, so Shawn continued.

“I can take care-”

“No,” I said immediately. The last thing I needed was my boyfriend seeing me have a meltdown because I ate something spicy. The last thing I needed was for anyone to see me have an anxiety attack after vomiting. “It’s not your job.”

Shawn reached over to cup my cheek. Only then did I realize I had been tearing up, and he was wiping it away.

I turned my head away, dabbing at my eyes with my sweater sleeves. I didn’t want to look pathetic and I failed.

“I have to ask,” he said after a moment, “have you gotten sick at all since we started dating?”

“It is a chronic illness that I have.”

“And you just… you just took care of yourself? While you were sleeping in the bathroom?”

“Like I’ve always done since I left home.”

“Impressive. I always call my mom when I feel sick, and she comes over every time.”

I was honestly surprised. I was expecting him to be upset because I never called him in my time of need. And that alone, made more tears well up in my eyes.

“Hey,” he said, scooting closer to me. “It’s okay. You probably went through a lot before you got diagnosed. It’s frustrating, I can see it weighing on your shoulders. Just tell me if there’s anything I can do for you.”

I could feel him looming over me, waiting for me to fall back in his arms. The song had long since ended, and it wasn’t about the playlist anymore. Shawn was just waiting for me to do something. I couldn’t bear to look at him, because his kindness and understanding would make me break even more. He really was too kind, far more than I expected.

Even when I said nothing, and he took out his phone. I thought he got bored, but his next prompt made me look up at him.

“Okay, so that barbeque restaurant we went to the other night, we had spicy buffalo wings for an appetizer, so we won’t have those again. Any other food that might make you sick?”

I stared for a moment before I caught another tear with my sleeve. “Um… can we skip that whole restaurant? Barbeque and my stomach don’t mix.”

Shawn typed, and the only sound in the room was his clicking keyboard. “Got it. No more barbeque. Any other place or food to avoid?”

“It’s a long list…”

“That’s why I’m writing it down.”

_______

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#shawn mendes #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes blurb #shawn mendes smut #shawn x oc #shawn x goth gf #damn look at dis shit #xmas came a little late lmao #im a lil soft for shawn rn so yea

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aileruaa · 5 years

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Zetaflash: Ed and Bart undercover and Ed getting jealous please? (like when m'gann and conner pretended to be the terror twins and conner was pouty about icicle jr hitting on her)

me, galaxy braining: what if Ed was jealous of solstice, bart’s canon gf in the comics

Bart was a popular guy, and it showed.

It may have been a combination of his good genetics and hyperactive personality, but Bart seemed to attract people wherever he went. That friendliness was the very reason he was selected, along with Eduardo and Traci, to go undercover at a high school that Oracle had reason to believe had dormant meta-humans in. The mission was to get to the meta-humans before the Light could, and to guide them to safety before the Light tried kidnapping them. The only problem was, they couldn’t tell who was a meta and who wasn’t in a school that enrolled over 3,000 students.

Bart was chosen to get closer to the students in an attempt to uncover any recent meta-human discoveries. Traci was chosen as the designated magic user so she could upkeep Ed’s glamour charm, and Ed was chosen to teleport them out of the school as an emergency exit should anything drastic happen. The three were instructed to keep up the act as transfer students until they found the source of Oracle’s suspicion. It was easy enough; the mission wasn’t supposed to last more than two weeks and the students were all very friendly and welcoming.

Maybe a little too friendly and welcoming for Ed’s taste.

The bell rang, indicating that the school day was over. Students hurriedly packed up their stuff and grouped up into their friend circles to head home. Ed was no exception. The past week, Bart had gotten exceptionally close to a girl named Kiran Singh, a friendly classmate Bart had recently become close with due to her mentioning instances of manifesting meta-like abilities in the past. It was great- she was sweet to everyone, including Ed and Traci, and hopefully she was who they were looking for. But every minute Bart spent with Kiran, was a minute lost with Ed; and he was, admittedly, feeling a little left behind.

“Hey, you wanna stop by O’Shaughnessy’s on the way back home?” Ed approached Bart casually, putting a hand on his shoulder. He’d spent all of eighth period working up the courage to take the initiative to spend more time with Bart. “I think Traci mentioned wanting to, as well.”

Bart shoved his papers and books haphazardly into his backpack, looking up at Ed apologetically for a brief moment.

“Ah, sorry dude, no can do. I’ve gotta help Kiran at the school library. And, you know, gather some intel while I’m at it. Maybe tomorrow, though?” Bart zipped up his bag and bounced away to meet Kiran at the doorway.

“Oh, uh, okay.“ Ed lowered his hand and watched as Bart put his arm around Kiran in a greeting, chattering away like the extrovert he was. He didn’t know what to call the emotion welling up in his chest, but it sure as Hell wasn’t pleasant.

“I sense a little jealousy,” Traci sing-songed into Ed’s ear. Ed yelped, not expecting Traci to have snuck up on him like that. She squeezed his elbow playfully. “Haha, got you good.”

“Jealousy? What?” Ed scoffed, crossing his arms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure, that’s what they all say.” Traci smirked, pulling up a chair to sit next to Ed. “But my magical senses are tingling.”

“What do you want, Traci?” Ed slumped in his seat, fidgeting with his lead pencil.

“Woah, woah, what’s with the hostility? Just wanted to update you on the situation.” Traci looked at her nails and grimaced at her cuticles. “Also, I will never get used to your glamour charm appearance. It’s so not you.”

“I don’t think I look all that different. It’s just the hair and darker skin, really.” Ed shrugged.

“Yeah, well, the hair was iconic.” Traci trailed off when she noticed Ed staring at Bart, and she grinned mischievously.

“Kiran’s cute, isn’t she?”

“Well, yeah. I guess.”

Traci looked around to make sure no one was listening in, and leaned in towards Ed. “So Bart says she’s had experiences with glow-y energy beams coming out of her hands at random moments and destroying things around her. Says she’s unable to control it. But the nature of her powers is still pretty ambiguous, we don’t know where it comes from. It could be meta, or it could be magic, we’re not sure yet.”

“Sounds pretty meta-human to me. Now, can we report this and go?” Ed sighed.

“No, there’s definitely more kids with abnormal meta-tendencies than just Kiran. That’s what Oracle said, anyway. We’ve gotta find all of them before the Light does, you know that.” Traci chastised. “Don’t let your personal feelings get in the way of the mission.”

“I’m not!” Ed protested, lowering his voice immediately when his outburst attracted the attention of a few classmates. “Really. It’s just…”

“Aw, Ed. You think you’re so subtle with your feelings, but you’re really not.”

“What?”

“The whole Team knows you and Bart have a thing for each other. It’s, like, the biggest elephant in the room.”

Ed’s ears turned red. “That’s…”

“…Completely true?” Traci finished. “But the thing is, neither of you have the confidence to act on it, so both of you are stuck in this constant limbo of wondering whether or not the other really likes them.”

“Bart likes me?” Ed looked up, genuinely surprised. Traci rolled her eyes.

“God, why are boys so dense? I really don’t get it.” She shook her head. “You, Bart, Tim, even Jaime. It took six months for me to get a confession out of that kid, and even then it was like pulling teeth.”

“Well, it’s too late. He’s clearly interested in Kiran.” Ed sighed.

“What makes you say that? I don’t think it’s too late at all.” Traci perked up.

“Really? Not even after seeing him with her like that?”

“You and I both know Bart’s a super touchy guy. That’s just the way he is. He does that with everyone, you included.”

“Yeah, but-“

“Ed, look, are you gonna listen to me, who clearly knows more about this kinda stuff than you? Or are you gonna keep being all mopey about it?”

Ed pursed his lips. “I’m not being mopey. But fine.”

“That’s what I thought.” Traci smirked, getting up from the seat and stretching.

“Well, I’m gonna head back.” she said, yawning. “Space Trek’s on at 7 and I don’t wanna miss the season premiere.”

“Already? Shouldn’t we investigate a little more?”

“I mean, what can we do? Everyone’s going home. Not much to investigate when your subjects aren’t there.”

“Good point.”

Traci put on her pink cap, slinging her bag over her shoulder. Ed zipped up his backpack as well, packed and ready to leave.

“But hey, let me tell you something good to help you out. Bart always helps Kiran clean the library after school, ‘cause she’s the student librarian. And he usually stays later than her to read some sci-fi series before he leaves. I bet you can get him by himself then, if you catch my drift.”

Nudging Ed knowingly, Traci strolled out of the classroom.

5:10 was when Bart would usually pack up his things to leave the library. The school had a surprisingly great, diverse selection of sci-fi novels that he had grown attached to recently, and he was determined to read every single one of them before the mission ended. He couldn’t read at super-speed when Kiran was around as he was still technically undercover.

Kiran had already left thirty minutes earlier due to a family emergency, but Bart lingered behind to finish up a book. It turned out, reading a book slowly was really different from speed-reading it through for the plot; he got a lot more out of the story. He also took the time to text Oracle about what he had discovered about Kiran. She had better control of her powers in the sun, and almost no control of her energy at night. He theorized that her powers came from the sun itself, but there was no way of confirming that unless Kiran expressed interest in researching that herself.

Bart closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and let out a deep sigh. Being undercover was exhausting, and he barely got to spend time with Traci and Ed due to all the sneaky business. His new friends were great, but he’d have to cut off ties with them after the undercover mission ended. He felt exceptionally bad when he was forced to reject Ed’s invitation to his favorite fast-food restaurant, especially since it had been a while since the two even talked outside of the mission.

It was hard to balance his time, and at first he was extremely stoked to be on a mission with Ed- especially because he felt something between them in the past two years. If slow-pining was a sport, they’d be the gold medalists. But he didn’t know if Ed really felt the same way as he did, or if Ed was just that friendly to everyone around him. He thought this mission would be a great way to get closer to Ed, maybe even break the million dollar question himself. If he had known they wouldn’t interact much, if at all, he would have been less enthused.

The door to the library opened, and Bart snapped out of his thoughts, almost falling back on his chair. No one was supposed to be in the library after hours.

“Kiran?” Bart called cautiously. He had to be careful; the Light could have sent a goon to lurk around.

“It’s just me.” Ed came into view, and Bart visibly relaxed.

“Phew. I thought I’d have to fight someone.”

“Well, let’s hope not. Sorry to disappoint.”

“Who said I was disappointed? Hey, take that charm off. No one’ll be the wiser.” Bart suggested. “It’s weird.”

Ed did as he was told, reverting back to his normal appearance. He placed the charm on the table. “That’s the second time I was told that today.”

“What can I say? People like the way you look normally.” Bart smiled. “What’s up? You’re not much of a reader.”

“Just wanted to check up on you. Traci said you’d be here.” Ed replied, sitting down across from Bart.

“Yeah. I already reported to Oracle, but Kiran seems to be having trouble controlling her powers when the sun’s not out. She’s the only one we’ve really found that openly admits that she has something weird going on with her, though.”

“That’s interesting. Traci and I have come up cold so far, so here’s to hoping we find more.”

“For sure. Hey, come to think of it, this is the first time we’ve really talked to each other since the mission started, huh? Besides the occasional hi in the hallway.”

“Tell me about it.” Ed looked down at his hands. “I mean, you’ve been busy with Kiran since day one, so I can’t blame you.”

Bart tilted his head slightly, noticing a dip in Ed’s tone. “You okay?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“You sure? ‘Cause you don’t sound okay.”

“I’m fine. Anyway, how is she?” Ed changed the subject. “Kiran, I mean.”

“Oh, she’s crash. Super open about her powers. Really smart, too, especially when it comes to physics. She’s the only other person in class who understands the concept of photons.”

“Well, it is a hard concept.” Ed’s voice dropped. Each time Bart dropped a compliment about Kiran, Ed’s heart sank a little more.

“There it is again!” Bart leaned forward, examining Ed’s facial expression. “You don’t sound happy about it.

“What are you talking about?”

“Are you…jealous?” Bart couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

Ed frowned.

“Ha, I see what’s happening here. I mean, I know I’ve been spending a lot of time with her, but she’s just a friend! You know you and me are closer than that. You don’t have to be jealous, you know we’re way better buddies than that.”

“Not as a friend,” Ed muttered, embarrassed as soon as the words left his mouth.

“Huh?”

“I’m not jealous as a friend.” Ed slumped back in his chair, avoiding Bart’s gaze. His face was beginning to warm up; it was too late to backtrack now. “If you…catch my drift.”

Bart’s eyes widened, and he felt his ears start to get red. He sat back down- he did catch his drift.

“O-oh.”

Ed groaned, burying his hands in his face. “This isn’t how I wanted this to go at all. I don’t wanna confess in a school library of all places, just ‘cause I’m jealous of a girl who’s been nothing but nice to us.”

Bart was full-on blushing at that point, and the speedster was, for once, at a loss for words. The confession was as clear as day, even if it wasn’t the way Ed intended it to be, and he had put all his cards on the table. The sun was filtering nicely through the big windows behind Bart, casting a golden ray on Ed’s figure. Just great- he saw Ed as even more attractive guy than he usually did.

Ed got up and put his glamour charm back on, turning on his heel. He couldn’t stay one more second in the excruciating silence, not when his heart was threatening to beat straight out of his chest cavity.

“I-I’ll see you at the Tower tonight then,” he said as he walked out of the library, not bothering to wait for any confirmation. The blush on Bart’s face said it all.

“Yeah.”

As Ed left briskly, it was Bart’s turn to bury his face in his hands. He was happy, sure, ecstatic even, that his feelings were returned- but he had no idea how he was supposed to even look at Ed after he dropped such a huge bomb on him out of the blue.

#young justice #young justice outsiders #young justice fic #bartuardo #zetaflash #bart allen #eduardo dorado jr #traci 13 #solstice

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saintmccann · 6 years

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Pacifier song preference 5/4

an angsty!Van tries to prove to himself that he doesn’t need his ex-gf

Bondy finds out something that changes his life, and calls you on the phone upset.

bestfriend!Bob has a shoulder for you to cry on

you’ve got a crush on Benji and the guys are being annoying about it

Larry's taken you on a roadtrip and at the end there’s a surprise

[read under the cut]

Van

Obligatory wine Evidently proves that I don't need you

His words were slurring as he spoke to the bartender. You watched him from afar, curious as to how his life has been without you. You hadn’t expected to see him at a bar so far from home, but then again - you used to come here with him sometimes when he’d stay over at yours. Maybe he’d come for old times’ sake. But this time, he’d come alone.

You debated on whether or not to speak to him - you thought it rude not to, (that’s just how you were raised) but you paused and thought about how it might feel for him, to have his ex girlfriend approach him as he’s pissed drunk in a bar in your territory.

The wine glass was almost toppling in his drunk hands, sloshing a bit too much for elegance. He took a big gulp, and slouched his shoulders into himself. He checked his phone for notifications. You could tell from your point of view that there were none. He sat back on the barstool, tucked his phone back into his pocket, and took a deep breath, setting the glass of wine on the bar. He looked around, head turning, and then locked eyes with you.

His blue orbs were wider and rounder than you’d ever seen them. He doubted you’d be here. He’d probably expected to get some inspiration by coming to a place you and he used to come to all the time, now abandoned by him as a consequence of the breakup. He was probably looking for an isolated time alone with his thoughts and memories, putting himself through misery in order to get some kind of artistic creation. You knew Van’s songs were about pain. Never about happiness.

You decided in that moment to come up to him, because he’d not made any moves to leave the barstool. You were surprised he was standing his ground.

“Hi Van,” you said, not letting the awkwardness he was projecting seep into your skin. It had been a year since the breakup. It wasn’t affecting you anymore to look into his baby blue eyes and speak to him. You were almost hoping for closure.

“Hello, Y/N,” he said in that cocky voice of his, the one he put on when he needed a confidence boost. Only you knew about this quirk.

“What brings you to this side of town?” you ask him, genuinely curious.

“Well, not you, that’s for sure.”

“Alright then. I was just trying to be nice.”

“You know, Y/N, I never needed this,” he gestured around to the bar, between you both, and to the general atmosphere. “I never needed it,” he whispered to himself before taking another large gulp of the red wine.

“You hate wine, Van.”

“Not tonight.” He sat up to ask the bartender for the check, and when it was handed to him, you gasped at how much wine he’d been drinking.

“Need it for my lyrics,” he muttered.

“Van.... are you... like.... are you okay?” you asked him, tilting his chin up to look at you. His eyes were sunken, the premature wrinkles above his eyebrows were a little more prominent from a lack of sleep, or alcohol, or both. He looked like shit.

“I’m alright, Y/N, I don’t need you to tell me how I’m doing,” he snapped, moving his chin away from your hand quickly. He signed the check and retrieved his credit card. He put it back in his wallet, slid his wallet in his back pocket, and hopped off the stool.

You grabbed his arm to steady him, and he looked back up at you with something -- was it tears? -- glistening in his eyes.

“Goodbye, Y/N.”

And with that, he was out the door.

Bondy

Oh but babe, you know I've tried and failed But you just don't know how it feels To lose something you never have and never will

Bondy’s hands shook as he dialed your number. On the third ring, you picked up.

“Hey babe, not a suuuper great time to call - I’m kind of at work right now, remember? I can call you in 10 though, when my lunch break starts.”

“Y/N, this can’t really wait.” You could hear the distress in his voice and immediately your back stood straighter in your chair.

“Oh. Okay, let me, uh, let me tell Julie I’m stepping out for a second.” The worries in your head started bubbling up as you asked your boss if you could take your lunch break early.

Bondy heard shuffling around and muffled conversation on the other line, but soon you were back on, and sitting in your car for privacy.

“What’s wrong, John?”

A long pause.

“I.... Y/N... remember how we’ve been having the most bangin’ sex ever? And like... how we’ve been trying to have kids?”

“John, did you call me to tell me I’m pregnant? Because I’m pretty sure I’d know before you did. And I’m not,” you chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood.

“I know, I know..... I kind of..... did something behind your back.”

“W-what?”

“I went to the doctor, and--” his sniffles became audible “I got tested and -- I found out I’m not fertile” he choked out.

Your heart dropped. You’d never experienced anything like this before. The image you’d held in your mind of what your future would be like with him slowly melted away. You found a tear slowly leak out your eyes. You’d never be able to have Bondy’s kids. He’d never be able to have yours.

He broke the silence by crying harder into the phone. “I’m -- I’m so sorry baby -- I never expected--”

“Shhh,” you cooed into the phone despite your own tears rolling down your cheeks. “We’ll find a way to make it work.”

“But I’m fucking broken! My dick is actually broken! I can’t even give you what you want most!” He yelled into the receiver.

He’d held the phone away from his face after that, sobbing into the denim covered knees he’d drawn up around himself on his couch.

“I’m coming home, John. I love you. And..... we can always adopt, right? I love you. I love you so much. I’m coming straight home. I love you. Everything’s going to be fine.”

Bob

I’m her pacifier

“And cookies for the lady!” Bob exclaimed proudly, putting a hot tray of cookies down in front of you on the coffee table.

“Thanks, Bob.”

“And don’t forget the cup of almond milk to dip them in!” his singsong voice proclaimed as he set down a glass of milk next to them. You smiled in thanks.

He sat down next to you, curly hair brushing your cheek as he wrapped you in a bear hug. “Everything’s going to be okay, Y/N.”

“Are you sure?”

“You’ll get over him eventually. He was a piece of shit. A manipulative piece of shit who didn’t deserve someone so kind and loving. He’ll get what’s coming around,” he whispered on top of your hair.

You pulled away to get a good look at him. “I love you, Bob. So much. Thanks for letting me stay over.”

“Hey, I said nothing about staying over!” he feigned. “But of course you can. You’re my best friend, and I’ll do anything for you. Stay as long as you need; I’ll be here.”

Benji

She said "I'm feeling like it's putting on When you say you don't need me And you want nothing of me."

“Come on, Y/N,” Larry laughed around a mouthful of chips. “You’ve got to like him. You know you do.”

“Nope.”

“The way you look at Benji is the way I look at Lou. And we all know how I feel about Lou,” Bondy said, blowing smoke out of his mouth as he precariously leaned back in his chair. The rest of the Catfish crew laughed.

“Oh! There he is! The man of the night!” your cousin Van said as Benji re-entered the room. All night, ever since you’d hinted to Van about your crush on Benji, the news had spread like wildfire in the group. Every time Benji would get up to leave, the conversation would recommence.

“And why am I the man of the night?”

“Hopefully later you’ll see,” Bondy winked, and Benji rolled his eyes. He was used to supposedly mindless banter.

“Hey everyone, why don’t we play an old favorite of mine, a game of spin the bottle? There’s enough of us here!” Van said, winking. The winks from everyone were getting annoying and you regretted telling them anything about your crush on Benji at all.

“I don’t mind kissing Van,” Larry piped up, and settled himself in front of Van. You laughed, and still didn’t understand what Larry saw in your cousin.

“Actually, could I just speak to Benji for a second?” you asked. They definitely weren’t expecting that.

“Sure, Y/N,” Benji said, to the happiness, and dramatic irony, of the group.

You led Benji outside onto Van’s back patio, and from inside, the boys could see you discussing with him about something, your smile slowly growing wider and wider as you spoke frantically, and then as Benji spoke. At last, through the window, the guys saw you both stick a middle finger in the air, and your lips met for the first time of many.

“Guess we don’t need to play anymore, then?” Bondy snickered, shaking so hard that he fell over in his chair.

Larry

There's always some kid to snide

It was your first roadtrip with Larry, and it had gone magically well so far - the cities you’d gone to were swathed in sunlight, the weather was good all week, and you’d slept well every night with Larry by your side despite being in motels. Even getting snacks was fun; Larry always told you that you could have anything you wanted, and you both laughed hysterically at the strange local items you could find at a gas station.

It was the last stop of the trip, and the last gas station you were at was just by Larry’s place. You figured you’d still get snacks for when you got home, because you’d had to clean out your fridge before leaving so things wouldn’t go bad.

Larry’s hand wrapped around your shoulder as you both stepped out of the gas station, iced tea, chips, and candy in Larry’s hand and an ice cold Coca Cola and a chocolate bar in yours. He pressed a kiss to the side of your temple, and you smiled back up at him lovingly.

Suddenly, something icy cold hit Larry’s leg and he stumbled over the sidewalk.

“Oi! Bastard!” he yelled, reclaiming his footing.

You looked down and Larry’s pant legs were soaked from a stream of water as a hooded figure ran away laughing.

“Wasn’t expecting assholes to run around my hometown with fuckin’ water guns!” Larry exclaimed.

You peered harder at the hooded figure, who was now walking up toward you both with a cheeky smirk.

“Wait.... Van?”

#some of these could definitely have spinoffs so let me know if you're into that too

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moongirl332 · 6 years

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VOLTRON SEASON 7

SPOILERS

heres my crazy ramblings while watching this season

EPISODE ONE- James sounds EXACTLY like lance

Soft mom looks at keef

Same romelle

Coran yet again being the vodka uncle

ALFOR AND CORAN WRANGLED YELMORS???? TOGETHER????

“Are all ancient alteans like this?’ “We only know two”

HOney I shRuNk TeAm VoLtRoN

“Quiznacker”

BBY HUNK

BBY LANCE!!!

Everyone being mad at keef

YEESSSS LANCE MY BOI SAVED EVERYONE

WHERE. IS. HIS. SWORD.

OOf dArEdEvIL sHiRo in thoosseee glasseesss

“ Me and my POP” POP????? POP????

Aww his dad was a firefighter

Noooo shiros deasise nooo

AWWW HUNK AND ROMELLE

“Hunks our only hope” yayaaaaayyy

NO SHIRO PLEASE

Also Mr. Holt? With that guy hair??

aDaM

ADAM

A D A M

DONT DO MY HUNK LIKE THAT HOW DARE

This episode is just like “I wonder if hunk and lance are having as good a time as us” “*SCREAMING*”

Coran just straight up snowboarding down the yelmors back

“Oh quiznack” “my back”

Keith and shiro just DONE with the rest of the team like hunny you just put your soul into your clones body

EPISODE TWO- SAD PIDGE NO

Hunk trying to impress romelle <3 <3 <3

Also why does shirts metal half arm look HUGE??

EVERYONE MISSES THEIR FAMIILLLYY

“Finger counting, its more of an art than a science really.”

“But im terrible at drawing” lol aww allura

AWW LANCE DECIDING THESE THING LOOOLL

I LOVE coran

Aww romelle

“Their my selfies”

“Because he’s lonely”

Pidge not caring and just playing video games

“Oh yeah he’s us super drolly.”

PIDGE

OOF STRONK ALLURA

THE WOLF TOOK CORAN?? AHAAHHA

WHAT IS THE WOLF DOING??

NOO LOTOR YOU JERK

“WERE GETTING OUR QUIZNACKS HANDED TO US”

Wait they can’t form Voltron no

“They’re corralling us like space cattle!”

AWW KEITH AND LANCE WORKING TOGETHER

“Rodger that team leader”

K L A N C E

Keith and his knife mommy

YES HUNKS BLASTER

My gfs yeeess

NO THE WOLF

OOF LOTORS GENERALS MY BABES

EPISODE THREE-WAIT THEY GOT THE LIONS

Her eye??

Same lance stop embarrassing yourself in front of your bfs mom

No coran can do it I believe in him!!!!!

CORAN NARRATING HIS ADVENTURES SSSAMMEEE

THE MICE

THE WOLF NO

Go CORAN!!

Oof that guard tho

CORAN LOOKING HOT

MY BABES THEIR OUTFITS AWWW

AWWW EZOR AND HER GF ZETHRID

OMG AXCA WHAT

“Because the power of teamwork?”

Lol axca and coran

NO NOT PIDGE

YEES PROTECT PIDGE

Oof axca

WAIT coran CAN change his shape and size????

GO MICE GO MICE GO MICE

PROTECT PIDGE O R E L S E

MICE!!!

Keith and lance carrying coran the way they carried shiro <3 <3 <3

“She’s always been sweet on that one with the flippity hair” KEITH???

KEITH TRASPORTED HIS BAYYARD??? WHAT

“Lance lead the way” KLANCE IS CANNON KING

Lance is so worried ab his bf but he’s such a good leader awww

WHERE. IS. HIS. SWORD.

“Guess it is true love” what is their relationship???

“Cant we just fight” keef lol he’s so gay and angry

Black saving keef

THREE YEARS????????

KEITH AND AXCA???? What are they???

EPISODE FOUR- YEEESSS GARFUL WARUL SNICK

OOF LANCE SO HOT

OMG KEEF LOL

Uh oh this is bad

Why does it keep glitching?

MY PINEAPPLE BOI

Allura raising her hand

Go hunk!

KEITH IS TRYING SO HARD

Lance please. No. stop.

“Hello bob” “this is my lovely wife haggar”

Lol this fake zarkon is meee lol

“Id rather stay their lions than their points”

“She does look like that drawing”

Their poses lol

“Windy cave?’

OMG I LOVE FAKE GALRA

LANCE IS NOT DUMB FIGHT ME

NO HUNNY YOYR NOT THE DUB ONE

Lol that earth shop alien dude

YOU A R E N O T T H E D U M B O N E L A N C E

“Do we believe this beautiful dum dum?’ He is beautiful but he’s NOT DUMB

OML lance please you’re trying your best!!!

“Go galra Go galra Go galra” ahaha

“You know Im the dumb one” NO YOURE NOT

Ahaha zarkons team

GO LANCE!!!!!!!!!

NOO LANCE

Go PIDGE!!!

Its just mINI GOLF

Oof good try pidge

Aww hunk and allura

LANCE VOTED FOR KEITH AND KEITH VOTED FOR LANCE AAAAHHHH KLANCE IS CANNON KING

“Aw thanks man” AWWWWW

AWW PIDGE AND HUNK

AWWWWWWWWW

YAY THEY WON!!!!!!!!

KEEF SOFT SMILES AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW

CORAN HAS HEARD BOB

Aww bob

EPISODE FIVE-PIDGES NIGHTMARE LOL

Omg they all sleep so weird lol

“I guess that does make you an expert on killing time” LOL SHIRROOO

“Like mother like son”

SAME HUNK LOL

GO LANCE

Hunk making everyone burritos same

YEES NAME HIM KOSMO

Aww lances meemaw

“These big bohs get comedy”

Who is the hooded man(or woman idk)

Good dog

“Disgusting is altean for lovely. You don’t speak altean do you?’

haggar is dead???

NO NOT THE BLADES

The druids can fight me I swear

Aw krolia no

Wait kolivans alive!!!!

OH MY GOD WHAT

WAIT WHAT

THE DUDE WAS THE DRUIS THAT FOUGHT KEITH

WHERE.IS. LANCES. SWORD.

KEEFS WOLF

Wait are they stuck?? What???

FIGHT HIM KEEF

GO ALLURA YEESSS

KOLIVAN NO

yes allura get it

DONT HURT HER NO

Get him Keith

YEESS DESTROYED

“Good job Keith” KLANCE IS CANNON KING

Nooooo all the alteans are all gone

Awww krolia and kolivan

Awww KEITH AND HIS MOOOMM

HUGS

I LOVE YOU TOO KROLIA

EPISODE SIX-lol pidge “ITS ONE AND A HALF EARTH YEARS”

Lance is ready to die lol

YES HUNK YOUR PUNS YES

OML SHIRO STOPP lol

Awww Keith was excited ab his flight formation exercises

Angry wolf boi

KLANCE IS CA N N O N K I N G

Lance is READY to die lol

“Told you lance would go crazy first”

NOO MY BBYS ARE TIRED AND SAD NOO

No hunk please no

“No I think time is different for me. Like im on dog years or something”

Woah Keith chill

Uh oh, is Keith going crazy???

Go lance, be a leader

SHUT UP KEITH WHY ARE YOU BEING SO EMO???

Uh oh THEYRE FIGHTING

GO HUNK

NO KEITH STOP EARTH??? E A R T H ? ? ?

No wait, what if its a mirage

IT IS A MIRAGE

GO HUNK

LISTEN TO HUNK

GO HUNK

Omg what is that

HUNKKK I LOVE YOU YOURE SO IMPORTANT HHHUUUUNNNKKK

Aww Keith

Wow its a good thing these spacesuits have jetpacks and literally unlimited power

YAY RED THE LIONS!!!

V O T R O N ! ! !

KEITH AND LANCE PUT THEIR BAYARDS IN AT THE SAME TIME KLANCE IS CANNON KING

Look at DEM WINGS

EARTH??? REAL EARTH?? THE Milky Way????? YEEEEESSSSSSSS

EPISODE 7 + 8 - EARTH YAY

OH NO

Earth is under attack

NOO

Flashback?

SSSAAAMMMSSSS WIIIFFFEE!!! AWWWWW

AWW

OOF GO COLLEEN YEESS

AWW KAITE Voltron Voltron Voltron

EEEWWW ITS JAMES

Ohh cool ships

GROSS JAMES MATT!!!!!!!!

This garrison girl is a jerk ugh

YEEESS COLLEN TELL THE WORLD GO GIRL

OK I DONT LIKE HIM BUT TBH JAMES IS HOOOTT

AWWWW THE FAMILY VIDEOS

CRYING

UGLY SOBBING

DONT LOCK MY HOLTS UP NO

NOO THE GALRA ARE HERE

Ok its fine they have a particle barrier its gonna be fine right?hahah? Fine? Hahah?

Ugh stuPID SENDAK

NOOOO

I HATE THIS GARRISON LADY UGH

A D A M

ADAM

A D A M

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDAM

OMG IT WAS ADAM

A D A M

PLEASE DONT LET ADAM DIE

A D A M

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ADAM

DONT BE DEAD

ADAM

UGH JAMES

SENDAK NO YOU JERK

NO EVERYONES DYING

YEEEESS SAM HOLT

HE SAID QUIZNAK OML

WORLD WAR 3 WHAT?

OK VERONICA WHAT A BADA**

SAME I LOVE VERONICA

JAMES SUCKS

WHY IS JAMES ALSO AN EMO LOL

YEEES VERONIA GOOOO

NOOO VERONCA NOOOOO

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

V E R O N I C A

WAIT

WASNT VERONICA LANCES SISTERS NAME???? WAS THAT HER? IS SHE DEAD? PLEASE NO?NOOOOOOOO

VERONICAS ALIVE THANK GOD

OMG I LOVE HER AGH SHE IS LANCES SISTER

AAAAGGGGGHHHHH I LOVE HER

Her jacket looks like lances lol

ugh sedak u gross

YEEESSS AAAAGGGHHH VOLTRON WILL SAVE THEM

“Well what are we waiting for” you’ve Sid that three times Keith lol

EPISODE NINE-

GO VOLTRON SAVE UUUUUSSSSS AAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLL

What are those space Frisbees they’re using lol

Aww kaltenecker and the mice

NO DONT CRASH

AAAAGGGGHHHH

Nooo earth is destroyed

WHERE.IS.LANCES.SWORD.

KEITH AND LANCE AAWWWW

KLANCE IS CANNON KING

OOOOOOOFFFFFFF ITTTTTSSS JAAAAAAAMMMMMMEEEEEEESSSSSS

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

JAMES NOOOO AGGGHHH

WHERE IS ADAM BTW

AWWW THEIR FAMILYS AAWWW

UGLY SOBBING AGAIN

UNCLE LANCE?? AWWW

CRYING SO MUCH RN

AWWW HUNKS FAMILY AWW WHERE ARE THEY NOOOO???

NOT HUNKS FAMILY WHHY??

OMG CORAN STOP

KEITH AAAAWWWW

AWW KOSMO

UGH JAMES

ADAM

A D A M

SOBBING

ADAM

DONT BE DEAD

A D A M

SHUT THE FU*K UP JAMES

ITS HUNKS FAMILY SO SHUT YOUR STUPID FACE UGH

OMG coran and allure in the galaxy garrisons outfits lol

Ugh I hate this garrison girl what a jerk

GO PIDGE AND AULLRA YAY

OMG CORAN U LOVE YOU

Ooh arms?? For shiro???

AWWW KEITH AND HUNK

KEITH IS TRYING HIS BEST

AWWWW HHUUNNKKK I LOVE HIM

PROTECT HUNK 2K18

KEITH IS MOST IMPRESSED BY HUNK AWWWW

HUNK HUGGED KEITH

YEEESS HUNK GO GET YO FAMILY

UGH JAMES I HATE YOU

HHHMMMM QUESTIONABLE JAMES BUT OK

EW GROSS SENDAK HOLOGRAM

NOO ALLURA R U OK??

OOF VERONIC AND JAMES AND KEITH ANS HUNK AND AND AND

WHY DOES ALL OF HUNKS FAMILY HAVE HEADBANDS???

AWWW HUNK

SHIROS ARM!!!!!!

NOOO HUNK DONT CRY PLEASE

EPISODE TEN-SHIRO

oof the paladins in those garrison outfits tho

SHIROS ARRRMMM

Eew gross his arm is like sendaks

Wait what why noooooO!!!!!!!!!!

Allura? YOUR CROWN???

OOOOHHHHH INTERESTING

Yeess go my gurls

Oohhh shiro lookin hot

YYEEEEEESSSSSS MY SNIPER BOI LAAANNNCCCEEE hmm lance what?

Awww lance loves his sister and I love lance(and Veronica but like)

Same hunk

SnIpEr BoI

ok Keith

GO SNIPER BOI

Shut up James

YEESS LANCE COVER UR BF YEEESSS KOSMO

YES LANCE GO PROTECT UR BF YEESS KLANCE IS CANNON KING

Omg I love kosmo

Oohhh sniper bois i see

OOHHH GO SNIPER BOIS

Aww Veronica if only you knew

Pidge what

Ok Keith whatever

Oof get wrecked by my cosmic boi

“The pigeon is in”

A cannon???

Go hunk!!

YEESSS GO TEAM

These cannons are not good oh no

Shut up you garrison girl

THE LIONS WILL COME TO YYYYOOOOUUUUUU AAAAAHHHHHHH

YEEESSS GO SHIRO YES omg yay Veronica and lance

OOOHHH LANCE A ALLURA I SEE THIS OK OK OK AWWWWWWW THEYRE BLUSHINNNGGGGG

Same Veronica lol

Yeeeess go team

Go Keith!

YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

Kaltenecker same

Uh oh lance

No lance uh oh

AWWW THE LIONSS AAWWWW NOOOOO LANCE PLEASE LANCE

NOT VERONICA AND LANCE NO

Lance oh no

NOT VERONICA NO

Ok she’s fine its fine

GO MY SHARPSHOOTER BOOOOOOIIIIIII

YEEEESSSS REEEEEDDDD

OH NO THIS IS BAD NOT THE CANNONS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NO THAT GARRISON CHICK I KNEW IT I HATED HER NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

F O R M V O L T R O N ! ! !

NO THEY HIT VOLTRON NO AAAAAAAHHHHHHH EPISODE ELEVEN-VOLTRON NO

THEY SHOWED KEITH AND LANCE TOGETHER IM DEAD

ADMIRAL SANDA IS A B*TCH

Ok shiro I see you

I hate admiral sanda ugh

And Sendak uuuggghhh

NUNVILLE WILL SAVE THE DAY AGAIN!!!

Jk jk jk lol

Ok but tbh I want a side series on James team like idk I just do

oh no, why aren’t their bayards working???

YEAH YOU SUCK ADMIRAL SANDA

Ok James I see you you hottie

GO ALTAS

No PLEAASE fly atlas FLY

No sam youre not USLESS

GO CORAN YES aww the castle crystal will power the ship awwww its the new castle of lions

YES CAPTAIN SHIRO YES ugh James is so hot oml

NO SENDAK NO

Ugh James so hot

Oof get wrecked

OOF GET WRECKED AAAGGHHH

Yes hunk we have to try

GO TEAM LEADER I LUV U KEITH

LANCE IS SITTING CRISCROSS APPLESAUCE I REPEAT LANCE IS SITTING CRISCROSS APPLESAUCE

ALSO go lions or whatever but LANCE

YAY HUNK YAY EVERONE!!!

Ooh this is cool they can pilot their lions without being in them interesting

Ok I see you admiral sanda

GO LIONS YEEESS

AAAAHHHH YEEESSS oof I still don’t like admiral sanda but whatever

Oh she dead aint she

OH JK I SEE YOU BLACK LION

Hunk your so extra lol’

Ok she is dead whatever

YEEESS MY BABES GO SAVE EARTH

EPISODE TWELVE-

Immediately forms voltron ok I see you

OH A PART ONE AND TWO???

OOHH JAMES IS SOOOO HAAAAAWWWWTTT UGH

Alright voltron lets go

Noice use the Sword

Oh my sam what the cannons do what

WHAT WHAT JUST HIT THEM NO

OH NO THIS IS BAD

GO LANCE BE. LEADER fine let him destroy his own ships, do the work for you

Oohhh dimes what a hottie

“Oh I thought you might have some mathematically advanced insight or something” lol same James

KEITH AND LANCE TAKE THE FURTHEST PLATES KLANCE KLANCE KLANCE

Get wrecked galra base oof

AAAGGGGHHH GO LIONS GO AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAHHHH YAY THINK IT WORKED?? MAYBE?

Yeah get Sendak. He’s a jerk

AAAGGHHH GO CAPTAIN SHIRO GO

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

GO SHIRO GOOOO

OH NO NO NO OH WAIT ITS THE ALTAS OK ITS OK FOR NOW oohhh James

G O S H I R O omg shiro is done lol

DONT HURT MY SHIRO NO YEEESSS GO SAM SHIRO BETTER BE OK AFTER THIS I SWEAR

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOIO

Yeah die sedan ugh

LANCE YES GO LANCE

GO LANCE YES

Ok allura eyes

Ok yay they can do it please!!!!!!

YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THEY DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NO SHIRO

Shiro. Hunny. You need a helmet to breath in space ya idiot.

NO SHIRO AND SENDAK ARE AB TO FIGHT AGAIN AAGGHHH NO GO SHIRO GO GO SHIRO GO

SHIRO YOU CANT DIE again

SHIRO PLEASE BE ALIVE

SENDAK NO DONT DO IT YEEESSS THE BLACK LION YESS GO KEITH YEEESSS

Aww lance and allura

WAIT WHAT WAS THAT NO

EPISODE THIRTEEN -

Oh noooooo what is that??

ANOTHER ROBEAST??? SHIRO IS SAFE THANK GOODNESS

THIS IS BAD THO

Lance has Keith covered ok

YES KEITH YES TEAM LEADER YEAH CORAN wha shiro I swear

FORM VOLTRON

YES VOLTRON YES oof his stick is no good

DUAL SWORDS???? YEEEEESSSS

OH NO IT BROKE THE SHEILD NO

Oohhhh jaaammmeeessss so hot

YES GO PIDGE

OH NO THE ALTAS ITS LIKE THE CREATURES FROM THE RIFT KINDA?? OR THE SHIP WHEN HAGGAR TOOK THEIR QUINTESSENCE??? HUNKS FAMILY AGH

NO THE ATLAS NO VOLTRON IT STABBED VOLTRON

NO VOLTRON THE ATLAS NO AGH SHIRO WHAT YOU WHAT

SHIRO WHAT DID YOU SEE

OK YES THIS IS GOOD

ITS LIKE VOLTRON BUT ITS THE ATLAS OMG WHAT

ITS GOT THICK LEGGIES LOL

OMG ITS HUGE WHAT

GET IT ALTAS GO

OH NO IT GOT BIGGER WHAT

GO LANCE GO

KEITH AND LACE YES KLANCE IS CANNON KING AAAGGGHH

OOF GET WERCKED YEEESSS

ITS GONNA EXPLODE NOOOOOO

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

AGH NO WHAT

DONT DIE NO

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

HUNKS FAMILY NO

NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

SHIRO NO THEY BETTER NOT OF DIED

ADAM

A D A M

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

MATT!!!!!!!

BUT NOOOOOOOOOOO

ALL THE ALIENS YAY BUT WHERE ARE THE PALIDANS

OK HUNKS OK YAY

SHAY!!!!!!!!!!!AWWWWWWWWW

PIDGE!

LANCE!

ALLURA!

KEITH!

EVERONES OK EVERYONE HAS A FAMILY ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD OML WHAT

AXCA???

WHATS UP WITH THE CREATURE?

THE POWER SOURCE IS AN ALTEAN?????????

UUUUMMMMMMMM

Ok thats all!

Basically this is just incoherent screaming but whatever

What I got from this season was

A good season I really liked it

lots of team bonding and I think quite a lot of character development but thats just me idk really know all that much idk

LOTS of ship moments, a lot of klance (my personal fav lance is cannon king) but also some allurance too

New character and stories, love Veronica and James’s team is cool but idk ab James. (He is hot tho)

They could definitely make some spinoffs with the new characters

I though the end was good im really happy all the aliens are coming to earth

LOVE LOVE LOVED lance and hunks family for sure, kinda sad we never saw hunks family actually interact in present time but whatever

Also a little mad that the killed Adam bc I really wanted to see that play out and see a reunion but whatever

Wish they had addressed both Adam and James a little more there wasn’t a whole lot on that whole stuff

I loved lance in this season he’s got his family he’s becoming a leader and I loved him

Quite a few coran scenes but still not to much development

Sam holt was vv important

WHERE.WAS.LANCES.SWORD.I.SWEAR.

LOVED HAVING 13 EPISODES YES

Any who thats really it idk this is insane but here you go

#voltron #VLD #voltron season seven #voltron season 7 spoilers #voltron legendary defender #keith #Lance #klance #hunk #pidge gunderson #allura #coran #allurance #idk #random #voltron thoughts

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irndad · 6 years

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this is not what i had planned- part 1?

title: this is not what i had planned

ship: peter parker (17 yo) x reader

wc: 2.1k

a/n: hello! LONG TIME NO SEE BABES okay so this is a piece i worked really hard on so :D do u want a part 2

summary: basically peter sees liz get jealous of you and him so he asks you to b his fake gf. then, he realizes something rather important, but is it too late?

tell me what u think!!!!

It was kind of a dumb idea, and Peter totally wouldn’t have gone for it if it wasn’t working. He noticed this, of course, when his best friend laid on his arm, while commenting about how annoying her French teacher was. He didn’t mind, obviously, he never did when she got touchy with him- it was just her.

This particular Thursday she was sleep deprived and talking to both Ned and Peter at the same time, her head resting neatly on his shoulder. It should be noted that of the many sensations Peter had had in his 17 years of life, he knows none better than her voice hitting the skin of his neck when she’s close to him.

It wasn’t like he was intrigued by the way her hair curled around he jr finger as she spoke about the test and anger and frustration seeped into her tone but somehow didn’t harden it.

It wasn’t intriguing how she made him feel better every time she trusted him to be the on she hugs and tells her problems to.

But what he did find very intriguing was the way Liz’s eyes darkened at the sight of his best friend laying on him, and that is what fed this whole idea.

When he came to her about it, she just didn’t understand.

“You want me to...pretend to be your girlfriend?” her voice shook on ever syllable, like he’d spoken a foreign language. He told her while she was sitting in his room, wearing one of his oversized sweatshirts that dwarfed her and shorts and her head cocked in confusion, not a hint of judgement in her eyes.

“Please! I will buy you sandwiches for a month, please!” he unintentionally jutted his lip out in a pout and she laughed, which he notes without trying is absolutely lovely.

“Okay, okay you don’t have to do that! Just...why?” she says, words light and she looked at him warmly.

Warmly. When she looked at him like that, he understood the meaning of the word-she looked at him like warmth was spilling out of her and joy and love enough to keep him warm for the rest of his life.

“I...uh, Liz saw you on me today and she looked kinda, y’know, irritated?”

It isn’t adorable when she slaps her hands over her mouth and her big eyes grow wide and words spill out of her pink mouth.

“Oh my god, Peter I am so sorry!” her face is red at the idea that people thought that’s what she could’ve meant. Peter tried not to be irritated at it, but he doesn’t think it’s that crazy. Obviously.

“No, no! Don’t be sorry. I uh, I think she was jealous.”

“Liz. Jealous.”

“Yeah.”

“Of me.”

There is a pause, before she looks at him with her head tilted again.

“Are you high?”

Then there’s bubbles of laughter all over the room and when they’re done with their cracking up at the idea of it, she’s closer to him, so close he can smell her perfume, floral and sweet and so close.

“You want me to make your crush jealous?” she says.

“Well, when you say it like that-“

“I’ll do it.” she says, a mischievous grin playing on her pink lips, “Let’s get you a real girlfriend, Parker.”

She then kisses his cheek, like the pretending is starting then, and he tries not to think of the way the skin tingles where her lips lied.

May loves the news of them together, adores it actually. She said she knew it would happen, kissed both of their blushing cheeks before winking and leaving them alone, but insisting that you keep the door open.

Which was fine, because she was over to study.

Ned took it weirder, which was expected. He was weird with big news.

“So you guys- you guys kiss and stuff? You like each other?” his voice incredulous.

Peters' voice died in his throat but she came to the rescue, didn’t she. Subtly wrapping his arm around her waist and dropping her head on his shoulder, she answered perfectly.

“Now that is a great example,” she spoke before pecking him on the cheek, “Of something you probably don’t want to know.”

Is she being flirty? It’s not, obviously. It’s for show. Of course it is. It’s for show but the wide smile she gives him and he returns- that doesn’t feel fake.

Good. Liz’ll think it’s real.

Liz. Liz. Liz.

In the cafeteria, he can feel her eyes on them and she whispers to him that she can too.

Ned mentions it because subtlety be damned, he talked about whatever the hell he wanted to.

“Dude, Liz is like, glaring at you.”

She doesn’t falter, not for a second. Wraps her fingers around his and pulls him closer, and his stomach rolls in that lovely beautiful way.

“Yeah, let her look.” she winks, and Peter remembers.

Fake.

She is beautiful, Peter notes. This is not new information.

She has been beautiful since the day he met her in primary school, and she was beautiful when she stays up too late watching Netflix, and she’s beautiful now, when she’s bare-faced and wearing shorts and his sweatshirt, only this time for school.

The thing is, everyone says that they’re a lovely couple, ever since they’ve “gotten together”. Everyone says that they make a good pair and Peters kind of proud of it. She is incredible, in all of the best ways, and for people to think he could be with her that’s- honestly, it’s an honor.

Everyone thinks it, save for Liz. Y/N, she’s giddy about it- how well the plan is working, how she’s jealous and how Peter will have her in no time.

Sleepy eyes open and excited words leave her when she speaks to him.

“Pete, Pete it’s working! You’ll be with her and I’ll be the supportive best friend Proper again!”

Wasn’t that the whole point of this? To get Liz to notice him? At this point, he wasn’t even noticing Liz. All he could notice is the girl everyone thought she was his girlfriend and how much he loved when people said it and-

Fuck.

It’s not Liz he likes, is it?

This was going to be ending soon and he’d maybe- maybe get to be with Liz, which is what he always wanted. He always wanted to know what it felt like to be with her. Nothing could be better.

Why is he so scared of the fake version ending?

“Babe, I have had the worst morning.” he pouted at her, curling into her immediately and her fingers instinctively going through his hair and he hums. She hums at him, kissing his forehead and he’s honestly in heaven.

“I have a headache,” he mumbles and she continues carding through his hair.

“I’m sorry baby,” she hums into his hairline, leaving a kiss there.

“You guys are gross.” they hear MJ say, but she is smiling, just barely, and Y/N gives her a bright smile back.

“She’s right!” Ned groans, annoyed with how couple-y you’ve become, “You’re such a baby Peter.” Ned rolled his eyes as Peter rests his head on her shoulder.

“Don’t be a dick,” she said, softly and gently like a mother would, and they both laughed at her words, her pretty lips quirking up a bit, “His head hurts.”

“It hurts? Let’s get him to a hospital! What if he dies!” She whacks ned in the arm for that, and Peter smirks a bit over it.

Ned walks to class, but they have a bit, and if he’s being honest he likes looking at her and he’d like to do it a little longer, so he will.

“How does he not know this is fake?” she laughs, words quiet not to be overheard.

He feels so sick, like genuinely sick, like someone’s just told him the worst news of his life. Of course it’s fake, of course he’s the one who did it. But it’s easy for him to forget because-

Because as he’s only figured out that while he liked Liz, he loved Y/N.

Loved her, loved her the way that people told him he’d love whoever he’d marry, loved her the way that’s makes this impossible to end because he accidentally granted himself everything he’s ever needed, except with one fatal flaw.

A expiration date.

“Ha, yeah.”

“Shit, Liz at three o’ clock.”

Those eyes, wide and beautiful and looking at him and it’s his weakness.

“Kiss me.” she says quickly and his eyes are the wide ones now, and he doesn’t think he’d be able to handle it if he kissed her once then never again-

“You don’t have to do that-“

And then she’s kissing him, her eyes closed and his following suit, soft and sweet and his arms drawing her as close as possible and kissing her back instantly, and he can’t remember ever feeling this good, this happy, this perfect before and it’s-

It’s over before he can let himself feel it, really.

“Dude, dude it totally worked! You have to ask her out now. She’s definitely gonna say yes!”

Liz isn’t there anymore and he’s dazed, lips wet and his brain just chants again and again:

doitagaindoitagaindoitagain

“We can ‘break up’ tomorrow,” she continues, taking a bite of her sandwich, Then you can go get your girl.”

She then sticks her nose in the book she’s reading and everything, everything hurts. No more hand holding that brings electricity or cheek kisses that make his stomach flip. No more of what just happened to turn him inside out and craving more of her.

Its not a real break-up but it hurts like one, maybe worse because his lips still tingle with the taste of her and he’s going to be sick with the idea of never doing it again.

Because she doesn’t feel that way about him.

“Tomorrow sounds good.” he says, wrapping his arm around her the way he’s gotten used to the last month, the way he has to get used to never doing again.

They agree to improv the breakup, and Peter is kind of numb to the whole thing. Saying bye to May hurts because he gets why she loves them together and knows that she’ll be heartbroken.

Not as much as him, though.

He holds her hand tighter on the walk to school, thumb palming over hers, and she takes notice of how when they hug before class he holds her tighter, memorizing the feel of her against him.

God, he’s such an idiot for falling in love with his best friend.

She tilts her head and asks if he’s okay, and he says yeah, that he’s just nervous for this.

nervous to lose her, nervous to never get to touch her again, nervous she’ll fall in love with someone else and he’ll have to watch and be okay

“We can do it tomorrow, if you feel like.” Sympathy drenched her tone and it causes it to be worse, honestly, how she’s so understanding.

“No, bite the bullet, yeah?” she nods, more somber. It’s kind of funny, how they planned for his to be somewhere Liz could see, so it’d have to be public.

“I just,” her voice took on a sad tone too it, and it’s starting, she’s a little louder to cause a bit of attention, “I don’t think this is working. We tried, Peter, but friends is how we work best, yeah? I just don’t feel that way about you.”

The truth doesn’t set you free. The truth makes you want to cry and punch a wall and scream because the truth is unchangeable. He can’t change that this is the only part of this that isn’t fake, that the only part she’s not lying about is the part he wishes she was.

“I-I don’t understand?” His quiver isn’t fake, the way he instinctively reaches out to touch her isn’t a lie. “This, this has made me so happy, baby you have no idea.”

He didn’t mean to call her that, but it’s hitting him all at once how he’ll never get to call her it again, never get to be around her and have her act lovesick for him again. Can’t they just pretend a little longer?

“I’m happy too, Peter. But I think we were better as friends, I really do. I just don’t think there’s anything there.”

Nothing there when she kissed him and he felt a thousand rockets going through his veins.

Nothing there when she carded through his hair and told him sweet nothings until his headache disappeared.

She kissed his forehead again and disappeared back to her way home, without him, for the first time in about 10 years.

He tries hard as hell not to let tears fall on his way home, but hey, he’s not superman.

liz: hey, i saw what happened. u ok?

y/n: great acting 😘 💔

He doesn’t reply to either.

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classic-rock-roller · 6 years

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1. At yours and Kevin’s wedding, you’re introducing your family to your friends. Kevin is introducing his family too, and when one of his aunts asks about Randy and his girlfriend, Kevin says, “This is Randy, he’s the guitarist for my band and my best friend and that uh…that’s Bonham. She’s nuts.” How do you respond?

“You adopted my nickname for her? I thought you hated it.” I’d then turn to my family. “I’ve been friends with her forever. No one really calls her by her real name anymore.”

2. Randy and his girlfriend are taking you and Kevin home one night, and the back of their car is kind of a mess. Kevin scoots some things to the side with his foot and sees something that is normally saved for the bedroom. You see it too, but you don’t say anything. When you all arrive at the restaurant, you ask Kevin quietly, “Did you see that! What the hell!” He kinda pats you and says, “Now, you know that’s none of our business. But I’m totally telling everyone when we get home.” How do you respond, and do you two confront Randy and his girlfriend?

“If it’s none of our business, don’t tell anyone.” I wouldn’t say anything because I wouldn’t want to embarrass them and respect their privacy. Kevin would most likely blab that we found it over the dinner table.

3. Randy and his girlfriend are helping you and Kevin with some work in your garage. Randy’s girlfriend grabs an old saw blade to throw out and accidentally cuts herself pretty good. “Son of a bitch, dammit!” she says. You all go over to see how bad it is, and Kevin looks woozy. You’re worried about the cut, but Randy’s girlfriend laughs a little and just says, “Wait, Kevin are you seriously afraid of blood? Aw man, that’s just precious.” Randy giggles a little before saying, “Come on, hon, that’s not funny.” Kevin looks like he’s about to pass out. How do you respond?

I’d help Kevin sit down so I don’t have to worry about him falling if he passes out and then I’d help Randy’s girlfriend clean up her cut and take her to the hospital if she needs stitches.

4. Randy is telling a story to you and his girlfriend and is really into it. He’s just about finished when Kevin walks in and says, “Start your story over, I just got here.” How do you all respond?

Me:“Shhh, you just got here so you can wait until he finishes and they hear the beginning of it.”

Randy: “No, wait until I finish.”

Randy’s GF: “Yeah, just hold your horses, jeez.”

5. Kevin took Randy’s Gibson and Bonham’s clarinet as a joke, and they’re both pissed when they can’t find them. Randy figures that Kevin did it and is just ignoring him, but no one’s ever messed with Bonham’s clarinet and she’s freaking out. She’s almost in hysterics when she comes up to Kevin and says, “Someone took my clarinet! I don’t know where it is!” He stifles a laugh before saying (in a very obviously fake surprised voice, “Oh! How odd!” How do you and Randy respond?

Me: I’d hit his arm, “Kevin, can’t you see she’s freaking out. Give it back to her. Stop being a dick.”

Randy: “Yeah, Kevin, stop being a dick,”

6. You, Kevin, Randy, and Bonham are set to go camping. Bonham’s driving since you’re headed up to Buena Vista, and about halfway up there, Kevin starts freaking out. “We shouldn’t do this. What do we know about camping? We’re city dwellers, we’re gonna die!” How does everyone respond?

Me: “Kevin, I’ve been camping numerous times. You don’t have to worry about dying.”

Randy: “Yeah, Kevin, it’s pretty self-explanatory we’ll be fine.”

Bonham: “A little overdramatic much?”

7. You take Kevin to a fast food restaurant, and when you go over to get drinks he makes a Suicide. “There’s no way that’s going to taste good.” You say. Kevin says, “Oh relax, it’ll be fine.” He takes a sip and makes a face. “Oh, it’s like sweet but diet but-” he gags. Randy and Bonham are with you, and Bonham says, “Let me see.” She takes a sip and scrunches up her face. “It tastes like…bleh.” Randy giggles. “What does ‘bleh’ taste like?” She hands him the cup, he takes a sip and just says, “Oh God. Here, you try it.” and hands it to you. Do you drink, and how do you respond?

“It can’t be as bad as my sister’s who always tastes like cough syrup.” I’d take a sip, “No, it’s much, much worse.”

8. You’re in line somewhere with Kevin, Randy, and Bonham. Randy and Kevin are dicking around, and you tell them to stop. They ignore you, and Bonham turns around and says, “Both of you stop it, or I’ll kick your asses in the parking lot!” The gentleman in line behind you leans forward and says, “If you kids aren’t careful, your mom here is going to kick your ass.” He thinks Bonham is their mother. They both snort, and Bonham is speechless. What do you do?

Kevin, Randy, and I burst out laughing and Bonham is offended and goes, “I don’t look THAT old!”

9. Your daughter and Randy’s son are having a playdate when your daughter rushes downstairs with Randy’s son in tow. She screams, “Can I say a bad word?” “What?” you say. She screams back, “CAN I SAY A BAD WORD?” Kevin says, “Sure, only one.” She instantly turns to Randy’s son and says, “You mother fucking bitch!” How do you and Kevin respond?

Me: “Rose Marie! Where did you learn that language from?!”

Rose: “Daddy”

Me: I’d glare at Kevin. “I thought we said not to use those words around Rose.”

Kevin: “Yes, but it sometimes slips. And you say it all the time.”

Me: “Not around our kids!”

10. You’re hanging out with Vince one day and he tells you he broke up with his girlfriend. You ask why and he says, “I like my girlfriends how I like my coffee. Without other people’s dicks in it.” How do you respond?

“If she cheated on you, sure that’s understandable. But if you want her to be a virgin, well, you’re going to have a hard time finding that.”

11. Bonham lost her day job, and she’s filling out an application at home. She’s squinting over the paper when she asks you, “would you put day drinking under experience or special skills?” This is unexpected. How do you respond?

“I don’t think your future employer would like to know it like that. Why don’t you rephrase it?”

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1)You have noticed that your singer’s voice has drastically changed. When you go to ask her she doesn’t look at you when she says, “Well...uh...I...uh...I’ve been smoking cigarettes.” You know she wouldn’t normally do this. So what caused her to do this and how do you respond?

2) You are cutting up strawberries for dessert. Randy is on the other side of the kitchen working on dinner. You put a tablespoon of sugar onto your strawberries and your son says, “Mommy, you just made them unhealthy. You put sugar on them.” How do you and Randy respond?

3) You and Randy are staying in a hotel where the walls are very thin. The couple next to you is getting into a heated argument and throwing things at 3:30 in the morning. After about twenty minutes, Randy goes and pounds on the wall. They quiet down but ten minutes later they start up again. It’s nearing 4:30 when Randy gets up and goes, “That’s it.” Before heading out the door to go bang on theirs. What do you do?

4) You and Stephen get into a really heated argument. You are following him when all of a sudden he turns around and slaps your face hard enough for you to stagger. How do the two of you respond?

5) You and your singer are out walking the streets of New York City when you pass by a poster. The both of you stop to look. You see its an off-broadway play of how your band formed. Do you go see it?

6) You, Kevin, Randy, and your singer are out one day. While walking through town your singer finds a window advertising a record store on the third floor. “Come on.” When you get up there, it’s really hot and the aisles are so small you have to walk sideways. You singer jumps right in. What do you, Randy, and Kevin do?

7) You come home from work to find your singer in the middle of your shared living room. She has a phonograph on the table. “My dad gave me this. Although it doesn’t work anymore. What should we do with it?” How do you respond?

8) You and your singer have just heard that your drummer and bassist have decided to boot you out of the band even though you formed it and they technically can’t. They claim creative differences but when they are told they can’t kick you out they drag your names through the mud. What do you and your singer do?

9) You and Randy are watching Kevin and his wife’s three kids. Their mom keeps them in line when she’s around but when she leaves Kevin goes, “Here’s a bag of candy to bribe them. They don’t really listen to anyone else including me.” How does babysitting go and what do you tell Kevin’s wife once they return?

10) Your singer has just made meatloaf the night before and has Kevin over for lunch the day after. Once you all sit down you find what she calls a cold meatloaf sandwich. Two pieces of white bread, with cold meatloaf, and potato chips sprinkled on top. How do you and Kevin respond and do you eat it?

11) Your singer and Kevin’s kids are very close to you. One day your singer knocks on your door and says, “Mal wouldn’t stop crying until I brought him over here to see his Auntie Bonham.” How do you respond?

@osbournebemydaddy your move, Bonham, love. :)

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thesoundofmadness · 6 years

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Memory Loss (Lloyd Reader oneshot)

"LLOYD! WATCH OUT!" Y/n calls out as she jumps infront of him to take the time punch for him. She feels something like a intense shock and flys backward onto the hard concrete of the road. Her head hits the ground first, then her arm. "Y/N!" Everyone calls out. Lloyd runs over and picks her up. Tears fill his eyes. Her vison blurred. Everyone else just stood there, stunned and not knowing what to do. She starts to whisper into his ear. "Lloyd....please defeat the Time Twins. For Ninjago, for Master Wu, for your Dad, for me....please" She then looks the blonde boy in his eyes. He places his hand on her cheek and kisses her. It was a way for him to tell her he loved her before she fell unconscious. She realeses the kiss and hugs him again. "I love you....." She says quietly before she falls limp in his arms. Tears continued to fall as her hugged her tightly. "Y/n...no.....you're the most important person to me. More important than anyone else. Please....no! He sat there and cried into her shoulder fora few minutes. Everyone ran over. "Oh no...." "Y/n!" "First Zane, then Dad, then Master Wu and now Y/n. Why? Why? What did I do to deserve this?! Why?! It should have been me! Not Y/n! Why?!" He then wiped his tears away. "No. We have to stop the time twins. I have to stop them. " He handed the (h/c) (hair colored) girl over to Kai, drew his sword and pointed it at the time twins. All he could think about was Y/n. All he could feel was anger He ran towards the time twins. Aderinline was pulsing through his body. As he fought, flashbacks played infront of him like a movie. For about 3 minutes (pretty much as long as the song is) he fought the time twins. He then finally knocked them down to the ground, took the timeblades, used the reversal one on Y/n to get her to stop rapidly aging, then opening back the time portal and everyone went through it.

*timeskip*

Lloyd woke up in his room. He got up from the light green bed and stretched. It has been 5 months since Y/n got knocked unconscious and put in a coma. Those past few months hadn't been the best for anyone, more specficly Lloyd. He just felt like something was missing. He knew what was missing was Y/n. Ever since the accident with the time twins, his world just hasnt been as bright and colorful as it was when Y/n was there. It just didn't feel right at all. He then walked out of the room to the kitchen, made some cearal and ate it. There was this lingering feeling that this whole thing, was his fault. He felt this before. He first felt it when his dad died and then when he got possessed by Morro. This time it was different. This time it was stronger than before. When he feels like this, he distracts himself from the feeling untill it goes away but he just couldn't stop thinking about what happened to Y/n. It sucked thinking about it all the time and feeing like that but he just could not shake it. He got up from his spot, washed out the bowl and put it by the sink. He then walked over to Y/ns room. He's been avoiding going in there since the accident. He took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in. He moved her legs and sat on the bed next to them. Y/n was asleep peacefully. It was adorable. It was like looking at a flower ready to bloom, even though this flower wasnt ready to bloom yet. He missed her smile, the way her hair smelled after a shower, how they would always stay up 'till like 3 am watching MLP on netflix (If you dont like MLPm screw you. MLP is awesome), them training together, everything. He hated not being able to do anything. He felt like he should have done something. He didn't know what but just something to let her know he was there. It wasn't right without her there. There was no one to tell him the most insteresting things at dinner, no one to joke around with, no one. When he does it with someone else it just doesnt feel right. He sighed. "It sure is weird without you here Y/n." He says. " I know you cant hear me and I dont except you to hear me, but I just need to get this out." He went on to explain some stuff about how much he misses her, how when she wakes up, he would tell her his feelings for her and that kind of things. Y/n stirred. Lloyd raised an eyebrow. Must be because she's been stiff for the past 5 months. He thought. She stirred again and slowly opened her eyes. "Y/N?!" Lloyd tried not to yell but accidently yelled. She grabbed her head. "Agh. Please d-dont be so loud. My head hurts really bad." "Uh.. s-s-sorry! I was j-just surpised thats all." He says with a chuckle. "Its okay. Um..forgive me for asking but who are you and who is Y/n?" He was shocked at first but them remember she got a pretty bad concussion so got over it quickly. Shit what do I say?! "You look and sound familer but I just cant put my finger on it." He started playing with his fingers. "Uh...you are Y/n and i'm Lloyd. We were uh...." I could tell her that she was my GF and save having to explain my feelings to her. Nah that wouldn't be right. "We were what?" She asks. Her beautiful (e/c) (eye color) eyes were looking at him with confusion. "We were uh friends. Yeah! Friends before you lost your memory." "Ohhh. That explains some stuff. Alright Lloyd. You seem trustworthy and I feel like I should trust you so I'll believe you. Now where are we?" "Uh we are in your room in the Airjeztu Temple. Come on,lets go to the living room so I can explain some stuff that you need to know. Let me help you up." He says with a smile. She smiles back. She swung her legs over the bed and tried to stand. She just fell back onto the (f/c) (favorite color) bed. Lloyd put his arm on her lower back and pushed her up. She leaned onto Lloyd for support. "Try to take it easy okay? I dont want you getting hurt again." "How long was I out?" "5 months" Her eyes widened when she heard that. "5 months?! Must of been a pretty bad accident" "Y-yeah it was. Just be glad you didnt die. If you did I wouldn't know what to do." "What do you mean by that?" He blushed. "N-nothing! L-let's go to the living room. She gave him a 'are you sure about that?' look but then brushed it off. They just met, or re-met, she didn't want to get to deep into his bissnus.

"So you're telling me, we are ninja. We have these 'elemental powers' that allow us to do certain things. You're the Master of Energy and I'm the Master of (element)?" "Yep. We go around protecting Ninjago from bad guys. We're actually pretty good at it." "And we defeated alot of people using them?" "Yea." "Apart of me is telling me not to believe you, while another is telling me you're saying the truth. Are you really telling the truth?" Lloyd made a little energy in his hand. "Woah. You arnt lying." "I'm not one to lie. How is your head?" "It still hurts but not as much as it did at first" Y/n took a sip of her tea. "Are there any other elemental masters on our team? Or in general?" "Yeah! Theres Kai Master of Fire, Jay Master of Lighting, Cole Master of Earth, Zane Master of Ice and Nya Master of Water. There's also our sensei, Master Wu and my mom Misako but they arnt elemental masters." "Oh. Okay. Where are they?" "Well, you see. We help run a tea shop in Ninjago City. They are there now. I stayed back because there needed to be someone here to make sure something doesnt happen to you." "Do they know i'm awake?" "No, not yet. I still need to tell them." "Why dont you do it right now? I dont mind." "Well, i kinda wanna make it a surpise. I have not idea why I just do." "Okay! I'm okay with that!" She smiled at him and he smiled back. You have no idea how much I missed your smile (n/n) (nickname). Lloyd sighed. "Is something wrong Lloyd?" He shook his head. "It's nothing." "Are you missing the way I was before the accident you wont tell me about?" He looked at her with a shocked expersion. "H-how did you know that?!" "You just seemed like you were missing something. I know that look on your face, I just dont know how I know." He looked at her with a smile. "You'll figure it out. And yes, I'm missing you before the accident but I'll through it. Dont worry. I'll do everything I can to help you get your memory back alright?" She nodded. He pat her head as he heard voices outside. She blushed alittle. "Lloyd! We're home!" Cole called out. Y/n raised her eyebrow (if you cant just pretend you can) "Guys guess what!" "Did Y/n- HOLY CHRIST SHE DID WAKE UP" "Hi!" She waved to everyone. They all had there mouths open. "Why didnt you tell us?!" "I wanted it to be a surpise." "Okay okay, before anything. Y/n do you know who we are?" Kai asked. "Uh...you look familer but I dont think I know you. You guys are the rest of the Ninja right? Lloyd told me about you guys but I wanna make sure" They all nodded simultaneously. After re-introducing themselves, Zane did a check to make sure nothing was wrong/ broken. At dinner, the ninja caught you up to everything that happened. The snakes, the nindroids, the ghosts all that stuuf. (Except Nadakan. Only Jay can remember. He doesnt like talking about it.) They also explained how you lost your memory. "Wait what? We went back in time, I got hit with one of the 'timeblades' and got knocked out?" "Yeah pretty much." "While you flew back, you hit your arm and your head pretty badly. Your arm is fine now but your head, not so much. You got a concussion. That's why you lost your memory Y/n." "Ohhhhh okay. I understand now. Anything else I should know?" "Lloyd has a crush on you." "I DO NOT." Lloyd yelled after Kai said that. "Why'd ya kiss her right before she passed out then?" She blushed. Hard. So did Lloyd. Both of your faces where redder than Kai's gi. "Hahahhahaha. I'm just kidding. Lloyd never did that." For some reason, she felt like they were lying but just shrugged. "Uhhh......" "WELL IMMA GO TO BED NOW GOODNIGHT" Lloyd quickly got up, cleaned off his plate and left, still with the blush on his face. "Did he really kiss me?" "Yep. Dont tell him I told you that though." "Okay. I wont. Well, im gonna head off to bed too. Night Kai" "Night Y/n"

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Im gonna be posting alot of these. Hope you enjoy them!!!

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smolpyromaniacpirate · 6 years

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RWBY GF Scenarios

How you met

Ruby

“Watch out!” She flew and hit you square in your belly. A painful grunt escaping your mouth as you fell on the ground, your books scattered all over the place while a certain young girl with eye-catching red clothes laid on top of your stomach. You gladly thanked god she wasn’t heavy.

“I’m so sorry. I was running away, and didn’t see you. Weiss is really mad at me, and i don’t want her to hit me with the paper so i used my semblance. She’s really scary!” The girl rambled on, looking at the Academy and then back at you after getting up. You waved your hand since you couldn't talk due to the air that just seemed to have disappeared from your lungs. She stopped talking and clumsily helped you up.

“You’re not hurt are you?” She asked, concerned as she looked at you from side to side.

“No… I’m okay.” You finally responded. She seemed surprised at your voice. It was quite deep and grow up for a person that looked 12. You probably were almost the size of Ruby, only a few centimetres taller.

“I like your voice.” She complimented out of nowhere. You raised an eyebrow and smiled awkwardly.

“Thank you…?” You said, mostly asking. Since you didn’t expect that, she then looked around and saw about 7 books laying on the ground, two of them being wet from falling on the puddle. You were just glad YOU didn’t fall on it. She happily started picking the books as you helped her. I mean, she helped you. A warm smile fleeing from your lips. Not before a angry voice said the girl's name and she flew again to somewhere else with one of your books in hand.

You were pretty sure you were going to see her again.

Weiss

A good morning. Nothing could stop you from being happy today. Except… some random man talking to your father and telling you had to be friends with that man’s daughter so they could increase their profit. Yes, except that. But it happened.

“Daaad! I don’t want too! She’s a huge bitch!” You complained to your father, he looked at you as if he didn’t even care and gave a sarcastic laugh.

“Ahahahah! It’s so funny how you think you have a choice!” He laughed, you glared at him. He only walked towards you and rested a big hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t worry. You have so much in common. I bet you’ll be friends in no time.”

“No! No! And no! The first thing she told me was ‘that girl is so annoying, she doesn’t even look that rich.’ No way in hell i’m going to get close to that princess!” You replied, imitating her voice like those sassy popular girl you see in movies and making air quotes. Your dad laughed again.

“You only talked to her on the phone. You haven’t met her yet.”

“Yeah, and i don’t want to.”

“Well, too late for that choice.” You dad murmured as he went away and angry footsteps were heard from the hallway of your mansion. Soon a white haired girl with a fancy outfit came to view as she walked angrily towards you.

“I’m bitch? Look who’s talking, spoiled little rat!” She argued. Yup. She was listening to the conversation.

“Says the girl who gets new jewelry every day so she won’t yell at ‘Daddy’” You barked back, as angry as she was. Your dad and hers only ignored you too while talking to each other, laughing from time to time.

“Ah! At least i get jewelry! I bet you don’t even get decent clothes, it looks like you got that from a garbage pile.” She insulted, pointing at your clothes. You glared at her in hatred as she did the same. Well, i guess you both did have something in common. You both absolutely hated each other’s guts.

Blake

It was her again. Everyday she would go to the library and pick the same book. She had finished that book a thousand times, you had seen it. Yet, she kept reading it over and over and over. It made you curious. What was so important about that book? You were just itching to know. So, you had came up with a plan. You were to ask her that exact question. It wasn’t necessarily a plan, but for you, it was complex. You planned every action and every outcome of what would she say or happen. And you planned everything you were to do if that happened. It was a flawless plan. 4 weeks and a half working hard, day and night to ask her why did she kept reading that book. Today was the day.

The plan had started.

“Hello. Nice to meet you, my name is (Y/n).” You greeted, extending your hand for her to shake. She kept looking at her book. You predicted that.

“So, the library is a good place to read books…” You continued. No! It was, “a good place to relax”! Read book? Libraries were especially made for that!

“U-Uh, what book are you reading, there?” You gave another shot. She stopped reading the book and looked at you. After analysing you for about 2 minutes she tilted her head to look behind you. Which had your favourite book and a folded paper inside of it, the paper was your flawless plan that seemed to be failing since the start.

“Who are you?” She simply asked. You paled, you had told her name. If you repeated, there would be a chance she would say that she heard it and was asking ‘Do i know you?’. If you didn’t, it was almost 100 percent she would ignore you forever.

“I-I’m (Y/n).” You replied, obviously shaking. She noticed it and to make you feel better, she smiled.

“Nice to meet you (Y/n). My name is Blake.” You could swear you saw her black bow twitch a little.

“Nice to meet you Blake.” You successfully responded.

“Do you have something to ask me?”

“Yes actually. I wanted to know why do you keep reading that book?”

“I like it.” She plainly answered. You hesitated, nervous. You were afraid you started to smell bad due to sweat covering your armpits, forehead and hands.

“What’s that behind your back?” She asked, pointing to the book you had hid between your hands. You brought it to her eyes as she scanned the title.

“Ninjas of Love?” She asked, tilting her head so she could read the title. Oh god, she would clearly find you weird. Why did you bring that book with you?!

“Can i read it?” She asked, you were almost fainting so you simply gave her the book and ran away. She only became clueless and opened the book.

You cursed yourself for leaving the paper there. She only smiled.

Yang

“The next fight is Yang Xiao Long vs (Full name).” Glynda announced, as you stepped up and the blonde did too. You look at her, admiring her. Both her looks and personality. She was one of a kind. You both went to the front of the class, your weapons in hand (Especially Yang’s) as the health bar could be seen on the screens. Glynda went to the corner to examine the battle better without intervening and you went into a battle stance, your weapon ready to hit the blonde beauty. Though you felt pity.

“Ready to lose?” She asked you confidently.

“Never. But you should.” You snickered back at her, she alone gave you a smirk back. You were both ready and Goodwitch gave you the start you needed to start the fight.

It was quick. The battle was very quick. And confusing from the viewer’s point of view. You both had struck with a powerful attack at the same time. You both had flew either way. You both had lost the battle at the same time. So… A tie?

“A tie! That was very quick Miss Long, Miss (Last name). You’re both equally strong, good work.” She praised you. You both were the most shocked. Never did Yang find someone at her level, and neither did you. It was awesome the feeling of having their asses kicked. It felt like you still had a lot to learn, you could still become stronger.

“Wow.” She murmured. You got up and helped her up. One hand as you both stared at each other, admiring and happy for the battle.

“Please, return to your seats.” Glynda suggested. You walked to your seat that was a lot closer to the battle stage as Yang passed by you to her teammates.

Not before you gave her a wink and she gave you a chuckle. You were sure your were going to be friends with her.

Nora

Ren had talked about her a lot. He always said. ‘You have to meet her one day.’ or ‘You’re basically made for each other.’ And it made you uncomfortable. Since from what it’s been told around the Academy, Nora might have a crush on your best friend. And you knew he wasn’t stupid, so he had realized about Nora. Maybe he didn’t care, or was so afraid that he just didn’t accept it. You had yet to ask him. So, you brought the subject up while you two were having lunch. Luckily she wasn’t there. You and Nora never met. When you were with Ren, she wasn’t there. When she was with him, you weren’t there.

“So..” You cut him off completely.

“Ren. You know Nora likes you right?”

“...” He simply stared at the ground after the question. The mood went to calm and relaxing, to sad and filled with tension. It made you shift in your seat.

“Yeah. I know.” He replied, the meatball bread he was eating now waiting on top of the table.

“Then, why do you keep pushing me to her?” You asked again. The pancakes you were devouring were aside for the first time in your life.

“I… don’t want to hurt her. I don’t see her the same way she does.” He explained.

“But if you don’t tell her, she might get even more hurt at the end.”

“You mean, when she confesses?”

“Yes. You need to tell her.”

He nodded in defeat. You knew that he still wouldn’t do it, but he would at least think about it. He cared too much for Nora to watch her get heart-broken. Though, you think that Nora wouldn’t be devastated, since it was simply a crush. You think.

“I should go. I have to get back to my team. We are going to have team games today.” He bid goodbye as you waved at him and looked at the sandwich he left.

A certain ginger haired girl had seen it, headed your way and smiled at you.

“Thank you for talking to him.” She said. You didn’t reply, shocked that she had spied on your conversation.

“I’m Nora, what’s your name?”

“(Y/N).”

Pyrrha

“Wow, i can’t believe you won!” The blonde boy excitedly praised the winner of the Vytal Festival Tournament. That was also his teammate.

“WE won.” She corrected him. You watched from afar as her team celebrated, as well as her school. You only watched. You were from the school, but you still didn’t felt close to her. Why? Because you might have a tiny little crush on her. Pyrrha Nikos. The strongest, most beautiful person you ever saw. Yet, she never noticed you. You didn’t mind though. It was probably better this way. You were extremely awkward and it was very rare for you to say a word.

It would be painful for both of you.

But, not everyone agreed. Unknow to you, Pyrrha had seen you. She had seen you since she first started at this school. It was impossible for her to not noticed a certain (Hair colour) haired girl with stunning (Eye colour) eyes. But she was also afraid. She thought you were such innocent creature, whenever she came across you, you would run away, hide, sometimes even not attend to class because of her. So she was afraid she’ll scare you again, keeping her curiosity to herself was the best thing to do.

But now that her school won because of her hard work she felt like she could do anything. And i mean, anything. After finally having some thinking time, she looked at you. You were peeking from the corner and hid again after you noticed she saw you. You were ready to run, but a warm hand kept you from fulfilling it.

“Please don’t run. I’m not going to hurt you.” She said. Her voice filling you with butterflies in your stomach, making your heart flutter due to her hand touching your wrist.

“I wanted to say thank you for… cheering me on.” She continued. You were looking at her. Your cheeks flushed but you kept looking. You were afraid it started to get creepy.

“Could you tell me your name, please?” She inquired. You quickly grabbed her gloved hand and turned it around so you could be facing her palm. You were shy and weird, a combination that Pyrrha had yet to get used to. Taking a blue marker of your pocket (A pocket somewhere, if you don’t have any, then your hair or something), you started dribbling on her hand, making poor Pyrrha very confused. After you finished you ran again. Away and away you went. Pyrrha couldn’t see you anymore, and curiously looked at her own right hand.

“(Y/n). Nice to meet you.” She read. Then glanced back at the hallway you had run off to. A sincere smile on her lips.

“Nice to meet you too (Y/n).”

Coco

“Ready? Go!” Shots were fired, rapid and loud. One bottle down, another one flew, and the last shattered in pieces. Cheers erupted around you. Resting your rifle on your shoulder, you raised from your position and took the cheers and applauds genuinely. You were very know in your school, people often told you that it was because of the talent you wielded. That talent being, you were one with guns. Any kind of it, you were an expert at it. One of your personal favourites, the Sniper rifle. To be exact, a KNT-308. An amazing rifle that you loved to use. But even if you were famous and a pro with gun wielding skills, you were never close to a girl that weared very cool sunglasses and always carried around a handbag which was actually a minigun. Coco Adel. You admired her. And you were probably a fangirl. Not the first and the best fangirl, but you strived to be an awesome huntress so she could noticed you.

People started to run to another place close by, screaming and pushing each other as if they wanted to reach there first.

“COCO! I LOVE YOU!”

“Oh my god… I can’t believe she’s here!”

“Look at her, she looks so cool!”

Coco? The Coco? She’s actually a few meters from you? No way, no freaking way. You couldn’t believe it. It was like God heard your prayers. You finally had a chance to ask her for an advice. To ask her to give you a handshake. Or a hug. Something! You just ran immediately, pushing everyone your way. It wasn’t easy. There were a lot of people. The rifle on your back shifted and hit some people, making them groan as you apologized. Finally seeing the familiar cap and some bunny ears. Probably from her teammate, Velvet. You started calling her name desperately as you raised your arms so she could see you. You came off too strong. Hitting the poor girl as you both flew to the ground and her teammates looked surprised at the suddenness of your appearance. You could hear her handbag falling to the ground as you entered in panic and got up immediately. Coco doing the same as she dusted herself off.

“Wow. That was unexpected.” She murmured. An amused smile on her face. Velvet asked if she was fine as the other two boys tried to prevent that from happening again and tried to protect her from other fans. You only looked at her. You couldn’t believe you were right in front of her. And though you felt bad for throwing her to the ground, you at least touched her.

“Oh. Aren’t you that girl in our school? What was it… (Y/n)? “ She remembered, she actually knew your name!

“Y-Yes. That it is my name Mam! Correct!” You saluted. You were seriously gonna hit you head a couple of times against the wall after this. She laughed.

“Mam? No need for that (Y/n). We’re classmates.” She softly said, resting her hand on your shoulder. You were sure you were about to pass out. And you kept repeating to yourself that if it’s a dream you never want to wake up.

Velvet

“She has ears. You should yank them off.” The man teased.

“Yeah. I bet you would look a lot better without those things popping out of your head.” The other agreed.

“Though, she still would be fucking ugly.” Another joined in. As the three laughed, you jabbed a wall close by. The knuckles on your hand turning bruised. You were just warming up. You were going to kill those mother fuckers. Making fun of a faunus, especially an innocent one.

“Stop! That hurts!” She pleaded, as the first guy pulled one of her ears. They continued laughing and mocking her, sometimes hurting her as the girl was close to tears. You wondered why she was in this part of the city, but this wasn’t time for that. You came closer to the group as you cracked your hands and glared at the one with his hand on the girl’s bunny ear.

“Let go of her.” You angrily ordered. One of the guys laughed as he came closer to you. The one holding the ear pulled it more painfully, making the girl wince in pain.

“What? This?” He inquired as the girl tried pushing him off. The one coming closer to you, traced his fingers towards your waist as you pierced his skull with glares and stopped his hand with your own. He smirked at you.

“Come one babe. You did want to join us, didn’t you?” He asked, a flirting tone present in his voice. A knife went to your neck as he held it very closely, clearly not afraid to slit your throat. Who cares? You were training to be a huntress. And you certainly had one of your hands resting on a knife on your pocket. So, fear wasn’t shown on your features, but anger and courage. The second man that was looking at you attentively noticed it.

“Watch out! She’s a-” It was too late for the warning. The one assaulting you had fell on the ground as both of his friends ran away, clearly scared as they saw one of them dead before their eyes. You were about to throw your knife to one of them but the bunny girl stopped you.

“No! Don’t kill them!” She shouted, as she rested on the ground. You could see from anywhere that her ears were slightly red and hurt as well as small drops of tears hesitantly coming out of her brown eyes. She was from your school. A second year like yourself. Velvet. You worriedly went to her aid and grabbed her hands.

“Are you okay?” You asked. Velvet smiled at you, a little surprised at the sudden contact.

“Yeah. Thank you so much. Could i ask your name?” She asks you, sweetly. Your heart thumped like a drum as you stared at her gorgeous smile and noticed her soft voice.

“It’s (Y/n).”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Vel-”

“Velvet Scarlatina. I know.” You cut her off. You then rubbed softly her ears to see if they were swollen. She winced when you made contact.

“I’ll take you to a hospital.” You suggested, lifting her up in bridal style. She gasped a little as her face turned red.

“I-I don’t think there’s need for that. We can just go to Beacon Academy, my friends are there.” She softly replied, her head hiding against your shoulder, as she held you shyly. You nodded and started heading out of the creepy street you were in. That it was also your house.

“Thank you again.” She murmured. You hummed in acknowledgement as she smiled, happy you came along.

Penny

Your first task. Your very first assignment by Ironwood. It took a long time, but with hardwork and dedication you managed to do it. After being trained and trained, and fixing broken robots as well as advising Ironwood with new designs you finally had a better job. You were going to take care of the first android capable of generating a aura. Penny Polendina. You needed to go to her room and take care of her while Ironwood was busy. Basically you only needed to keep her inside and satisfy her to her every wish.

You had arrived to her door and before you even knocked she already had opened the door and pulled you inside. The door closing on itself.

“Ohhhh! I’m so excited! I finally have a roommate! And a girl roommate! If it was a boy it would be weird, but, it’s a girl!” She excitedly said. Wait roommate?

“Uh… Do you know who i am?” You asked. She stopped her blabbering and took a good look at you. You also didn’t waste the chance to have a peek at her to see how was this Penny that your boss always talked about and praised with every possibility he had. She really did seem like a living human. A innocent girl with very few knowledge of the outside world.

“Yes! You’re my new roommate, (Y/n). Mr Ironwood said that you’ll be living with me from now on.” She responded. You took a moment to process. Ironwood… lied to you?

…

“THAT BASTARD! HE THINKS I CAN’T TAKE THIS GIRL ON AND LIED TO ME SO I WOULD BUY IT! WELL THEN, IRONASS! I’LL PROVE IT TO YOU WHO’S THE BEST SOLDIER HERE!” You shouted across the room. Penny seemed extremely confused but didn’t think much of it since she didn’t even understand half your words. You grabbed her hand and kneeled in front of her, your head hung low as she looked at you dumbfounded.

“My princess, your wish is my command. Your desires will be my life goal to complete with the burning heart i have to protect you and make you happy. You will never wish for a better guardian than me. My life will be rested upon your hands for you to smash it at any moment or toss it into the flaming fires deep in hell. For if that happens it will be with good reason of my failure. I will protect you with my life Milady.” You stated, with as much respect as you had left.

“Milady?” She asked, her head tilting in a cute way. You mentally thanked your boss for helping to create this beauty.

“Like the ones in the movies?” She asked again. Then gasped, you only looked at her from below. Since you were still kneeled with her hand resting on yours. You could swear you saw stars in her eyes.

“Am i rich?!” She inquired at you. You got up and before you could answer she already answered herself and started to laugh snobbily.

“Ohohohohoh! Bow to me peasants for i have money! I will rule this planet and make every single person… SMILE!” She said, the last word dramatically. You posed like an evil anime character and laughed.

“Muahahah! To do that you’ll have to pass through me!” You declared. You both began doing fake shooting and slashing while you imitated the sounds with your mouths. The imaginary dramatic music playing in the background. You two laughed and continued playing until your mouths were dry. Maybe it wasn’t so bad having an android as your roommate.

Cinder

You didn’t like her. You never met her, but you didn’t like her. Since she transferred here you had a bad feeling about her. On the contrary, she was very curious about you. You were a teacher in Beacon Academy, a professional huntress that teaches kids to slay monsters. Your talent was to scare people with a simple glare. But you resigned from being a teacher due to your hot tempered personality. You were now simply Ozpin’s helper. But he liked to say you were on the same rank as him. Though you knew it wasn’t true.

Ozpin had asked you to make sure every student were in their rooms and safe. And so you were. Walking between the hallways of the dorms and entering every room to check on students. They knew about now. They were used to it. Of course you knocked, they still had their privacy. And everyone was sleeping or doing other useless stuff. After checking on team RWBY and team JNPR you went to the last room of your check up. The one you were more cautions about. The one who had the black haired girl with an evil glint in her eyes. You softly knocked on the door. Gentle footsteps were heard towards the door. You wanted to question her, you wanted to know what was she up to. The girl you’ve had on your thoughts opened the door. Cinder Fall. It surprised you at how dark was the room. Peeking inside you saw her two teammates sleeping. You could see her smirk from the corner of your eye.

“Hello. How can i help you?” She asked, amusement shown in her voice. You tried to disguise it but you were sure she could see how you glared at her.

“I’m just checking if everything’s okay.” You answered. The harshness of your tone not going unheard by the black haired student.

“Then you don’t have to worry. Everything’s perfect.” She softly said, clearly not to wake up her comrades. You were both in silence, her in front of you as if covering the entrance of her room, while you only looked at her in suspiciousness. You had to admit it. She was gorgeous. But to a student that would sound weird. Then it wouldn’t matter right? She isn’t like the others. She wasn’t a kid.

“You’re not a student. Are you?” You asked, she smirked even more. Finally closing the door behind her and pushing you away from it.

“Oh? How did you figure that out?” She teased you. Without your knowing you were already touching the wall as she was fairly close to you.

“I’m going to report this.” You confidently said. She traced a hand on your cheek, making you slightly uncomfortable about your personal space.

“Are you? Wouldn’t that be boring?” She asked. Her voice still soft.You slapped her hand away from your cheek. She giggled silently.

“You’re interesting. I’m going to keep an eye on you.” She finished and walked away to her room. Not before giving you a wink. You could try to lie and say that your heart wasn’t pumping rapidly, and your cheeks weren’t flushing with red. You could, but it was pretty obvious.

Emerald

“Hey! My wallet!” You yelled frantically. Your arms flailing around as you ran after the green haired girl. You were so out of shape. The girl was so fast you lost her after the first turn. But you continued running to where you thought she was. Of course, stopping from time to time to breath and complain about your own physical state. After running what seemed like 2 hours, you stopped and gave up. You lost your rent money, you lost your food money. You lost the girl. Sitting on a chair at a random cafe next to you, you fanned yourself with your hand while you breathed. A man was kind enough to offer you a cup of water as you gulped it up like a dolphin. You sighed at the end, thanked the man and started walking. You passed some museums, some stores, and some signs that you didn’t recognize. Soon, you realized you were lost.

“Awwww…C’mon.” You complained in desperation.You wanted to cry when you realized you were in an unknown town with no money and in no state to defend yourself from other thieves or worse, rapists. You shivered in cold as well. It was starting to grown dark and people were starting to go home and leaving the streets empty.

You walked around, holding yourself for warmth, hoping to find a kind person to offer help. But there wasn’t anybody on the streets. You whimpered.

“Why? Why am i so unlucky?” You asked yourself. Then you heard voices. A male one and a female one.

“So?” Was what the female voice asked.

“You don’t get it do you? You stole 20 Liens. I stole 90. You see the difference?” The male charismatic voice replied.

“It’s only because the last girl i stole from only had 5 Liens. Walking around with a big wallet for only this little amount… What a waste of time.”

“But it is a nice wallet. Look at the leather.”

“At least this will make me about 10 Liens. I saw one exactly alike it worth only 8.” Wait. Was this your wallet? Was this the girl who stole from you? And more importantly, why do you only have 5 Liens in your wallet?! What about the rent money? Don’t tell me you got stolen before… Awww Man!

You walked towards the voices, which led to a dark ally. You learned from your mother since you were a child that dark alleys are never to be trusted. But you needed your money. No, more essentially, you needed help. Even if it was from the girl who stole from you.

You saw them from afar. A silver haired boy with a smug look on his face and the same familiar green haired girl with tan skin. You smiled in relief but soon turned into a scared look when the boy kicked you in the stomach. You fell on the ground and held your stomach in pain. The girl came closer to you and helped you up. Confused you let her help.

“Seriously Mercury. Why did you kick her?” She asked the silver haired boy.

“Sorry, i thought she was going to attack us.” He laughed. The girl inspected you carefully, while you still rested your hands on your belly, rubbing it to see if it would make the pain go away.

“Oh! You’re the girl i stole from.” She stated, amused. The boy snickered.

“The girl with only 5 Liens and a really sweet wallet?” The boy asked. As the girl said before, his name must be Mercury.

“You followed me here?” She asked you. You sweat dropped and rubbed your head.

“No. It was actually a coincidence. I only ran aimlessly and reached here.” You replied, a goofy smile on your face. Though you felt like puking because of the pain of your stomach and stupid from talking to the person who robbed you, you still tried to act the best of you. You still wanted help.

“She must be lucky.” Mercury said. You could disagree with that a thousand times. But you didn’t want to say anything that could get you killed, so you stayed quiet. The green haired girl looked at your hand that was holding your stomach and frowned.

“Sorry about that. Mercury can be an asshole sometimes… My name is Emerald. Nice to meet you.” She kindly said, her hand offering itself for a shake. You shaked her hand, rather friendly.

“My name is (Y/n). Nice to meet you.” You replied, with the same tired tone you had since the beginning. She reached for her pocket and in her hand she had your leather wallet. The same you had seen in the store and bought it.

“Here. You can have this. It’s not like i would gain much money from it anyway.” She tossed it to you. You clumsily dropped it and caught it again. Keeping it safe in your pocket, you swore you would be more attentive next time. You wanted to ask her how did you get back to your town. But you stood there nervous as they both turned away and began walking.

“Uh…” You murmured. Emerald turned her head towards you. You could finally see her smile.

“What? You’re not coming? You do need a place to stay the night.” You smiled at her, catching up with the two. The butterflies in your belly making the other pain seem insignificant.

Neopolitan

For goodness sake! It was the fourth time this week! Roman robbed you again. You dropped your groceries at your worker’s hands. And ran to his home base, where you knew well it was. You were sure the old man would keep an eye on your groceries as well as your store. Even though it was robbed a minute ago. Roman was going to get it.

You didn’t have to run much since it wasn’t far from the city. Surprisingly, you still had your apron stained from cooking breads around your waist. You knocked on the metal garage door.

“Who is it?” A playful voice asked. You knew too well it was the son of a bitch.

“Roman, i swear to god. If you don’t open the door i will push your cane up your ass until it reaches your fucking throat.” You sweared. A feminine giggle and Roman’s grunt was heard from the other side of the door. He opened and at this moment you didn’t even care about the short beauty at his side. You angrily stomped towards the ginger and raised a fist. He laughed nervously, his cane far away. The little girl came between you, her pink umbrella pointed towards your head. You could see a blade inside of it.

“What? You got a bodyguard now?” You asked Roman in particular. Roman rested his hand on her shoulder as she lowered the umbrella to her side.

“Yes. But not for you of course. She doesn’t know about our relationship…” At this, the girl furrowed her eyebrows at Roman. You couldn’t blame her. The way he putted it, anyone would get the wrong idea.

“He meant our friendship.” You replied, mostly to the girl. She smiled kindly for explaining and stepped aside from Roman.

“So… Sorry for robbing?” He asked. A vein easily popped in your head. You punched his gut. He huffed and fell on the floor. The pink and brown haired girl seemed worried, but Roman assured her when he got up and laughed.

“Okay. I deserved that.” He grunts. You sigh and help him up. To tell the truth. He was your childhood friend. It was supposed for you two to start a business together, but you two followed different paths. Now he’s been robbing you, thought it wasn’t a lot.

“What’s her name?” You asked. He rested his elbow on her head, due to her height. And it was cute the way she seemed a bit mad.

“Neo. Neopolitan.” He replied. The girl bowed respectfully as you smiled.

“My name is (Y/n). Nice to meet you.” You introduced yourself. She nodded and you wondered if she was mute. Either way you liked her. You might spend more time with Roman from now on.

“Now give me back my breads.”

(Bonus: “But they’re so delicious!” “Roman, i swear to god.”)

Glynda

“Okay.”

“She might kill you when she sees you.” “Okay.”

“She must hate you after everything.”

“Okay.”

“And we all know you did that for the good, but she might not believe you.”

“Okay.”

“Also, treat her well.”

“Okay.”

After your little agreement with Ozpin, with only ‘okays’ coming out of your mouth, he was satisfied and sent a signal to Ironwood to let her in.

Ironwood went down the elevator and you and Ozpin awaited for the blonde huntress to come to you so you could introduce yourself.

“Is she hot?” You asked out of the blue, your hands resting on your crossed legs as you sat beside Ozpin. He sighed mutely as he coughed nervously.

“We discussed this already (Y/N). She is hot if you think she is.” He muttered, you kept looking at the elevator waiting for both adults.

“Did you two date or something?” You inquired.

“No, we’re simply friends.” He answered again, silence quickly filled the room.

“So… Did you two fu-” You got coincidentally interrupted by the elevator’s doors opening, a certain general stayed on the elevator quite nervous as he didn’t looked amused when Glynda marched the room towards you and swiftly slapped you. You weren’t surprised as well.

“How dare you show your face here?!” She spat, you got up and offered your hand for a handshake, the same emotionless expression on your face.

“Nice to meet you Glynda, my name is-“

“I know who you are, you monster. You’re the one who putted Ozpin in the hospital!” She resumed, her accusing finger all over your face.

“Glynda, we’ve told you why she’s done it and we all forgave her.” Ozpin interrupted. She kept glaring at you.

“You might have forgiven her but I don’t.” She peeked at Ozpin before returning to you.

“I’m never forgiving you.” She threateningly warned, you, sick tired of this shit, lifted her chin with your finger. She stood frozen, her finger still hesitantly floating mid air. You slowly got close to her ear and ghostly smiled, you were sure she ‘heard’ your smile.

“I’m sorry for what I did. I hope one day you forgive me.” You whispered, then you casually walked towards the elevator, passing through a very concerned Ironwood as you gave him a smile, trying to ease him of any thoughts he had on his mind.

As you pressed a button to go to the ground floor and the door closed you could see Glynda frozen in place and Ozpin calling you back.

She was so red.

Winter

“I want a beer! Gimme! Gimme!” You excitedly jumped up and down, Qrow patting your head. He clumsily putted an arm around you and stumbled towards the streets.

“Awww, c’mon kitten. You know Ironwood doesn’t let me.” You pouted.

“Please Qrow! I’m old enough.” You whined, he looked carefully at you, for awhile you thought he had fallen asleep standing, but he was simply drunk thinking.

“You know what! Here! Have it.” He gave you a half full bottle of his favorite whiskey. You eagerly grabbed it and were ready to gulp it down, if it weren’t for a hand to swiftly snatch it away from you.

“I can’t believe you! Ironwood specially said for you to take care of her and that’s what you do.” A mature voice grabbed your interest as you rotate and see a white haired girl with the same uniform that you saw plenty of times when you were in Atlas.

“Give me a break. I’m drunk.” He retorted, retrieving his bottle. She growled silently as you stared aimlessly at her. As she finally noticed Qrow’s lazy arm around you, she pushed his arm away from you and pulled you to her.

“And get your disgusting hands away from her.” She warned, you dazed, kept quiet.

“Ohhh, getting a little defensive are we?” He teased, chuckling at the end. You snorted and the girl stared confusingly at you.

“I’m sorry, but do you find him funny?” She questioned you, quite more harshly than she intended. You were about to nod, but instead you couldn’t take your eyes away from her. From your point of view, she was beautiful. Her white snow hair neatly bundled into a bun as one of her eyes was covered by her fringe. Her light blue eyes carefully staring at you concerned. Oh right! You need to speak.

“You’re pretty.” Your confession left her dazed but slightly blushing, it was easy to see since her skin was so pale.

“That didn’t answer my question, but thank you.” She replied, her hand still in yours. Qrow just bursted out laughing as the girl glared daggers at him.

“What’s so funny?” She asked to clarify.

“Nothing, nothing. I’m gonna leave Ice queen. I can see you have your hands busy.” He answered, turning the corner clumsily.

The girl stared at you nervously as you kept your gaze on her.

“Oh excuse my manners. My name is Winter Schnee, General Ironwood insisted I brought you back.” She introduced herself, you smiled.

“I like you Winter!” You announced, she blushed and smiled, making you follow her as she took you back home, her hand never leaving yours.

“I hope she isn’t drunk…” Winter muttered, luckily you were too distracted by your surroundings to hear it.

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