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nicohischierz · 25 days

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outed: adelaide hughes au

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trevor zegras

adelaide and matt had slept in seeing as neither of them had training or a game.

the thing that woke them up from their nap was when addy’s older brothers best friends voice rang through their apartment.

“addy, are you home?” trevor asked.

trevor knew no limits so he walked straight into the younger girls room ready to jump in her bed. however, he was greeted with a sleep adelaide on top of a sleeping matt rempe

the new york native screamed causing addy and matt to jump out of bed.

upon seeing trevor, adelaide moved away from matt and stood on the side. she slipped a sweater over her head and turned to her brothers friend

“z, what the fuck are you doing here?” addy asked. she threw a shirt at her boyfriend, who simply pulled it on without a word.

“what am i doing? i came here to spend time with my honorary sister and im met with the rangers number one fighter. im concerned addy,” trevor rambled.

matt couldn’t help the smile on his face. after all the stories he’d heard about your brothers, trevor seemed like a true friend.

adelaide’s eyes softened as she lunged at the boy for a hug. “i’m fine z. matty makes me happy, like really happy,”

trevor patted the younger girls head and glared at matt. “that’s all i want addy,”

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cole caufield

adelaide was having her monthly catch-up with cole as she cooked dinner for her and matt.

however, half-way through cole had to answer some texts on the team group chat leaving the two in silence.

whilst adelaide was cooking, she failed to notice her boyfriends arrival. the tall canadian stood by the doorway, admiring his girlfriend.

“well don’t you look so pretty,” matt complimented

the taller boy stood behind adelaide and pressed kisses on her neck as she plated their food in front of the camera.

when adelaide looked up she was met with cole’s shocked face. matt looked at her girlfriends phone and stepped back a bit.

“shit. is this what z meant? he mentioned you were seeing someone but i thought you’d tell me!” cole ranted.

“and you. you may be taller than me but i will fight you. god damn addy now i owe trevor $100.” cole muttered before ending the call.

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william nylander and matthew knies

adelaide had been having a tough couple of weeks so she took some personal days and flew to toronto without telling anyone.

“adelaide?” willy asked as he saw the girl outside the practice arena.

he noticed her sunken eyes and the frail state her body was in. william immediately rushed to the girl and held her as she broke in his arms.

“come on älskling. you’re coming home with me,” willy asked matthew knies to help him, knowing that you two knew each other.

matthew helped put you in william’s car when your phone started ringing excessively. willy was tempted to ignore it but he didn’t know whether you’d told anyone of your whereabouts so he answered.

“ada!” matt rempe answered on the other side.

“this is william nylander, who are you?” he asked.

matthew urged his teammate to put the phone on speaker and that is what the blonde did.

“i’m matt. is adelaide there?”

“matt who?”

“matt rempe. look i just got back to our apartment and she isn’t here. i’ve called barzy and the martin’s but they haven’t seen her either”, matt rambled.

“she here. she’s in toronto,” willy answered.

“is she okay?” matt’s voice was timid, worried about his girlfriend.

“not really, but i’ll keep her with me for a bit,”

“can you hand her the phone please,”

william turned the phone off speaker and handed it to adelaide.

“matty,” she mumbled.

“hi ada, is willy going to make you feel better?” matt knew how close the two were during their time in toronto. he also knew that other than barzy and tito, willy was the only one who could get her out of a slump.

“willy’s the best. he always looks after me and kniesy’s here too. i miss you,” adelaide smiled at the two leaf players.

“i miss you too princess. get some rest and call me later, i love you,”

“i love you matty,” adelaide ended the call and was about to close her eyes.

“so you share an apartment with matt rempe.” kniesy stated.

adelaide hummed “i share an apartment with my boyfriend,”

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brendan brisson

brendan and adelaide were in the latters room playing smash or pass whilst they waited for dinner.

brendan was scrolling through a girls list of hockey players on tiktok as they both shouted out their answers.

“eww i can’t believe people find my brothers attractive,” adelaide groaned seeing jack for the sixth time.

brendan laughed and continued scrolling until they landed on matt rempe.

“oh i’ve seen him on fyp, the girls really seem to like him,” brendan added.

adelaide let out a nervous laugh. “pass. he’s a ranger, i’d be hung,”

of course, the knights prospect read between the lines. “okay forget his team, smash or pass?” he asked.

“well pass, he’s not really my type i guess. i don’t know briss,” adelaide answered truthfully.

brendan scoffed. “i think you’d smash. actually i think you already have,” he accused the girl.

adelaide got off her bed and looked to her best friend. “w-w-what, you’re crazy brendan. why would i hook up with a ranger?”

“i don’t know addy but i think he’s the guy you’re soft launching. i mean when i showed you the picture you started blushing. whenever any of the guys brings your boyfriend up you just say he’s tall. also i saw the way he looked at you at the isles vs rangers game i went to,”

brendan gave his best friend a pointed look.

the girl caved fast confessing everything to brendan from the time she met matt to them living together.

“who else knows?” brendan asked.

“well cole, trevor, my team, kniesy, willy, our parents and braden schneider,” addy answered.

“how do cole and trevor know before me!!” brendan exclaimed.

“they caught us,” adelaide replied sheepishly.

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mat barzal and the team

the islanders were out having drinks after their season and to celebrate adelaide's new sponsor.

of course, adelaide celebrated too much as she hung onto mat and slurred her words. her teammates found it amusing as she gave them all advice on their love lives.

"mat. i love you, i really do but i swear if you show up to training camp with a shaved head finding a girlfriend would be the least of your worries," she threatened.

the boys laughed as mat dropped the girl off on their goalie ilya sorokin. the girl then started counting in russian and muttering random curse words causing the others who understood to look at the girl in amusement.

"oh no, i have to factory reset her to english," mat groaned as adelaide began rambling on in different languages intertwining with her sentences.

adelaide then laid her head onto ilya's shoulder. "i miss matt," she mumbled in english. the poor goalie then pointed at his two teammates with the same name, making the girl excited.

"eww, that's not matt. i want to go home to matty," she whined.

matt martin carried the younger girl out the bar as she stumbled over her feet, mumbling about 'matt'. barzy was given her bag as he searched for a contact under that name.

just as he was about to hand the phone back to adelaide, she received a call from 'remmy 🐀'.

"ada, it's 2:30. you told me to call if I don't hear from you at this time," matt answered on the other end.

"are you matt?" barzy asked.

matt straightened up and prepared to head out the door. "yeah, I'm matt. umm is ada alright?"

"she's fine. i mean a little wasted but functioning,"

"i'll come pick her up. i've got her location, i should be there in ten minutes,"

barzy put adelaide's phone in her bag and hung it over his shoulder. "addy, matt's on his way," he told the younger girl, holding a bottle of water to her lips.

despite some having families and significant others, they all waited to ensure that adelaide got home safe even if that meant they walked across the city for her.

the sounds of matt's jeep alerted the crowd and the boy pulled up as close as possible before stepping out.

adelaide smiled at the sight of her boyfriend. she pushed away from her teammate and stumbled into matt's arm, the boy catching his girlfriend.

"matty, look this one and this one has the same name as you!" she exclaimed, pointing at the other two.

matt smiled at adelaide's teammates and fixed his grip around her waist. "come on ada, let's get you in the car and then I'll run you a bath when we get home,"

adelaide’s teammates looked at one another and then at how comfortable the girl was. “bye friends! i’m gonna miss you,” she shouted out the car door.

“is that?” one of the guys asked as they watched the couple drive away.

“yup,” barzy replied.

“with ..”

“we all pretend we don’t know until she tells us,” anders lee told the group before they split.

#adelaide hughes au #matt rempe au #matt rempe x hughes!sister #matt rempe imagine #matt rempe x reader #nhl imagines #nhl fic #nhl imagine #nicohischierz writes

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kyaramaya · 2 years

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#dont rb #maya screams into the void #so my bf has this ex that hed been dating for over 10 years i think and i think a part of him is still in love with her #like i know they could never get back together but its just in the forefront of my brain #a few days ago i fucjing sniped myself by asking if his exs cooked for him bc i do like 4 days out of the week and he said he had exs that #cooked for him like 2x a day #and theyd try really hard to please him bc hes a picky eater #and hes been going thru a lot of personal loss so im trying to be good and sensitive #but we were at a concert on Saturday and we were rolling and he was lying down w his head in my lap and i saw him checking her sc story #he had a loss yesterday and i saw him reply to a text he sent saying shes sorry for his loss and im sorry :(#like i didnt open his texts they just popped up pn screen yk #and every time his friends or family call they ask about her #and last night i got food poisoning or sm i was dizzy and shaking and i threw up a LOT and i like never do that #im an ibs kinda bitch #and we were really high from an edible #but i wish he took care of me #i was in a lot of pain and i fell asleep curled up ans we were both facing the same direction not each other and in my sleep i kept kicking #and i was grabbing the collar of his shirt and i guess i was doing it so hard that i chokedbhim a few times and he woke up #this morning he said he slept so bad bc of it and he has a headache and ndxt time hes goong to sleep on the couch #like i was SICK #and i take shch good care of him every time hes sick #all i wanted was some comfort #oh and fuck #he kept listening to the new joji song on repeat the other night right nextbto me on speaker #like god. that made me feel so much worse. i feel like the girl in that song whos boyfriend cant stop loving hisbex #like i love him more than ive ever loved anyone before and i know he loves me but i feel like im never going to be the one he loves themost #and thats not fair to either of us its not love is different for everyone and u can love someone after their g9ne and cherish their memory #but fuck #this still hurts #why do we have to hurt at the same time

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brodieland · 3 months

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.˚ 𓈒 ࣪.𝝑𝝔 Can we finally call a Truce? ´ˎ˗

Percy Jackson x Fem!Hades!Reader Synopsis: Percy finally takes you on that date, who would've thought he was so romantic !!! Warning(s): some swearing Word Count: 2930 A/N: felt like adding some social media into this one, ignore all there faces, imagine whoever you want for the photos

╰➤ MASTERLIST pt4

The shower is your thinking spot. You think about anything. You think about your day, things you have to do, what you're gonna eat later, basically anything. Except now, all you could think about was Percy. The more you think about it, the more you realize how much time you've actually spent thinking about him in the past. Maybe not the way you are right now, mostly just pranking, but still. After about half an hour of standing in the water thinking of Percy, it's time to get out.

After hopping out, and changing into some clothes, you head to your room. You decided to check if you had any messages on your phone. Instead, you found a mention on Instagram from Percy.

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＠seaweedbrain • 20 min

Liked by wisegirl and others.. ＠seaweedbrain: why is this lady invading my motherland?? ＠StyxGirl View comments..

＠wisegirl: she's added the flare you can't →＠seaweedbrain: ＠wisegirl its literally my home?? →＠wisegirl: ＠seaweedbrain whats your point???

＠deathboynicoo: saying she's invading ur space after asking her out is crazyy😭👋 →＠seaweedbrain: ＠deathboynicoo maybe im bipolar?? what happened to mental health matters?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠seaweedbrain you actually wanna be me so bad holyy🤦 →＠wisegirl: @deathboynicoo HE WHAT?? HELLO??

＠StyxGirl: when did you get these pictures of me you actual stalker →＠seaweedbrain: ＠StyxGirl she want mee🤭 →＠BeaurengardOnTop: ＠seaweedbrain me and my mama stay plotting on yall‼️

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After laughing and going through Percy's comments, you decided to FaceTime Silena and Annabeth. They pick up immediately.

"Y/N" Annabeth and Silena shouted.

"Hey guys" you said calmly, sticking out your tongue.

"Erm, explain??" Said Silena. And you did. You explained everything that happened, starting from when you pulled him out of class, all the way till when Nico sadly interrupted the two of you. He was never gonna let you live that down and you knew it. By the time you were finished their eyes were WIDE.

"Bro Nicos so funny" Annabeth was laughing so hard at that fact Nico pulled you out of Percy's grasp. "Love that kid."

"No cause let me catch him with Will" you said, making to two on the phone laugh even harder. "Let's see whos laughing then!"

After everyone caught their breathes, Silena spoke up. "So tell us, what's happening on this little date." Silena was wiggling her eyebrows as she spoke.

"Well, I actually don't know yet-" you cut yourself off when you saw a text from Percy. "Speak of the devil he just texted me."

"Well what does it say" Annabeth demanded.

'Meet me at my dorm tomorrow at 5. Wear something nice.'

"His dorm at 5. He said wear something nice" you read aloud.

"What a little romantic" Silena said.

"Gods, you and Percy are my favorite show right now" Annabeth said.

"Heyy, thats what my mom said" Silena shared happily.

"Alright guys I'm gonna go now, night night" you said

"Goodnightt" Silena and Annabeth said simultaneously.

After hanging up the phone you remembered to text Percy back before putting your phone down. You decided to grab your laptop and watch some Netflix. After a few episodes of Gilmore Girls, you accidentally dozed off without realizing.

[12:06] AM

You woke up to the sound of your phone vibrating next to you. You picked it up to check the caller ID. 'water boy.' At this hour?

"Percy?" You answered groggily.

"Oh, did I wake up, sorry I'll go" Percy apologized.

"Wait no, no. It's fine, whats up" you quickly spit out. You were now sitting up in your bed.

"Oh um, I just can't sleep, so I wanted to come over. Like last time you know" Percy asked. You smiled at the request.

"Sure Percy," you were kinda warm. "I'll be waiting." And with that you both hung up the phone. Ten minutes pass by and you get a text from Percy.

'Hey I'm here, I didn't want to wake up Nico or something.'

Without responding you, you quickly put your phone down and speedily, but quietly, ran toward the door and swung it open.

"Someones excited to see me, aren't they" Percy laughed as he walked inside.

"Hey you're the one who wanted to come over" you pointed out as you started walking to your room with Percy trailing behind. "Someone wanted a little sleepover" you started to tease.

"And you're the one who let me wake you up and insisted I came over." You stopped in your tracks, turning around to stare at Percy with your jaw on the floor. "Like you just had to ask, no need to twist my arm about it."

"Okay lets just get to my room buddy" you said as you continued to make your way back to your room.

"To your bedroom already? Buy me a drink first maybe" You let out an exasperated sigh.

"Your minds in the gutter. And let's be honest," you turned your head around to look up at Percy "you wouldn't need me to get you a drink to get you in that bedroom." You jokingly threw a flirty wink and made your way to your bedroom, almost leaving behind a flustered Percy. You jumped into your bed and Percy followed next to you.

"Anyways I'm tired come here." Percy said as he pulled you into his embrace, making you laugh. You wrapped your arms around before you looked at him.

"Wow, you really came over to sleep in my bed with me" you said.

"Well of course, why? Did you think I came over for something" Percy smirked at you. You rolled your eyes before snuggling in closer.

"No I didn't, now go to sleep water boy" you said into his chest.

Percy kissed the top of your head before saying goodnight. The both of you were out and started dreaming of each other.

[11:19] AM

When you woke up, you noticed you were alone again. You were sad until you turned over and saw a note lying on your nightstand. AW, Percy wrote you a note with your pink glitter pen. It said

'Sorry to just leave you alone, you seemed so peaceful I didn't want to wake you. I left to go set up for later, see you later styx girl ;)'

You held the note up and smiled as you read it. Styx girl was something he came up with back at camp. You hated him but the name was catchy so you didn't mind it. After finishing you put the note back down and headed out to the kitchen and found your amazing brother, Nico, making two smores pop tarts.

"I hope one of those are for me" you said.

"Oh of course your hungry" um, rude?

"I literally just woke up, what with your attitude kid?"

"No attitude. Here" he threw you one of the pop tarts and you just barely caught it mid air.

"You couldn't just leave it on a plate?" You looked at him wide-eyed as he almost just socked with you a pop tart.

"I definitely could've" he looked at you with a face saying, 'but why would I do that when I could smack you with a pop tart.'

"Okay.." you started to walk away and sat in the living room of your dorms common area. After you finish slumming down your pop tart you start slouching down on the couch and scroll through your phone.

"So Y/N," Nico stared as he creeped on over to the couch. "Do you think you could just sleep over at Percy's tonight?"

You looked up at Nico to see if he was joking but he was looking at you straight faced. "Excuse me" you asked happily, knowing why he made the request.

"You're excused" he said. You continued to stare at him till he said what you wanted to hear. And he knew what you were waiting for too. "Wills sleeping over."

"Of course I can leave the lovebirds alone!" You said as you let out a toothy, close-eyed grin. Nico just rolled his eyes and scoffed as he walked off, annoyed by his sisters teasing.

'Knock, knock'

Who could that be?

"It's Annabeth and Silena, OPEN UP" Annabeth yelled as she banged on the door. You groaned and yelled back at her as you went to open the door before it was knocked down.

"No need to break down my door, I'm right here" you said as you stepped aside to let the girls in.

"We wanted to borrow you before that little boy does" Annabeth joked.

"A little girls day, if you will. Plus we could help you get ready perhaps" Silena said.

"Alright, alright. I think I might have some face masks or something we could do." You said. You and the other two girls spent the day gossiping and just relaxing as the day flew by.

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＠StyxGirl • 10 min

Liked by seaweedbrain and others.. ＠StyxGirl: feeding my girls before I forced them to help me get ready😛 ＠wisegirl ＠BeauregardOnTop

＠BeauregardOnTop: stop acting like you didn't want us there😘 →＠wisegirl: ＠BeauregardOnTop can we talk about her taking credit for our idea for coming over?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠wisegirl no bc its not even that srs lets take it down a notch

＠seaweedbrain: yoo that girl in the last pic kinda fine who is that?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠seaweedbrain bro this shit is NOT rizz💀 →＠seaweedbrain: ＠deathboynicoo shut tf up maybe?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠seaweedbrain hey😁 im on my way😁😁 →＠deathboynicoo: ＠StyxGirl your still going after he spoke like that to your beloved brother?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠deathboynicoo didn't you want the dorm to yourself or am I going crazy?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠StyxGirl stay safe❤️

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You put your phone in your pocket and kept walking out to Percy's dorm. You couldn't help but smile on your way over, you couldn't believe it. Percy was setting up a date for you, you. You still couldn't stop thinking about what he said when you guys were out at the beach riding the hippocampi. How he said he should've taken you out before you guys started hating on each other. Is this something he had thought about for a while? Did he always think you were cute or something. Well if he did, it didn't show. Ha.

You kept thinking as you finally made it to Percy's dorm, and you thought it would be funny if you did it again. And by it, you meant banging on the door till there was a hole in it. Though, before you could hit the door a second time, Percy was already opening it.

"Let's calm down with that fist of fury now shall we" Percy said as he took your hand in his. "Follow me." Not like you had a choice, since he never let go of your hand and it didn't seem like he planned too. As he dragged you to this date location, you couldn't help but admire Percy. He cleaned up well. That black button down, with the top button undone and with the sleeves rolled up? Wow. You were truly a simple, simple woman.

And finally you made it, the rooftop. It was a relaxing evening. The sunset was beautiful out, the breeze was gently, and after a few seconds, you noticed it. Percy had set up a little picnic that was set on the edge of the roof giving a perfect view of the sky. "Let's take a seat" Percy said.

When you guys sat down you looked inside the basket sitting in between the two of you. Blue. It was filled blue food, mostly sweets, and it all looked so good. "So Percy is your favorite color pink, just wondering" you joked with Percy. He just laughed.

"Blue food is a tradition thing between me and my mom. Thought I'd let you in on it" Percy explained. All you could think was 'aw.' You knew how close him and his mom were. I mean he even he mouthed off your dad, the god of the underworld, to get her home. That's ballsy. You wondered what he'd think about how you've taken a liking to this boy.

"Wow, I feel so special" Percy smiled at you as you took a bite into one of the cookies. "Holy shit. This is so goood" you were basically rolling your eyes to the back of your head as you said this.

"Wow, they look good, but are you sure its cookies? Are you sure you're not hiding anything somewhere?" Percy said as he quiet down and tried to listen for a suspicious noise. It took you a second to understand his joke before you smacked him in the arm with a shocked look on your face.

"Wow! You expect that on a first date! What do you think I am? A blasphemous whore?" You and Percy leaned over on each other, laughing so hard you couldn't breathe. As you both calmed down you spoke up again. "No but really, these are really good."

"It's my moms recipe, I was worried I would mess it up so I made her stay on the phone the whole time I made them." Percy said.

"Aw you called your mom to help you with a date" you said. His little mama's boy side was something you always liked about him. Wait.

"Yeah I did, she's like Annabeth and Silena. Always pestering me about you" you stared at his with admiration.

"You would talk to her about me" You asked, you were probably grinning from ear to ear.

"Of course I told my mom about the girl who was threatening to kill me every few seconds. She even knows about the snake in my bed." you started laughing.

"Well, I'm glad we're both past that." You laid back and looked up at the sky that was now covered in stars. Percy followed after you. "The views amazing."

"Yeah" Percy said in almost a whisper. You turned to you when you realized he was looking at you when he said that. Making you the amazing view.

You playfully smacked his arm and rolled your eyes before shouting out "woow you're soo cornyy" you giggled out. Percy started tickling you viscously.

"Take it back" Percy didn't stop, not even till you were out of breathe.

"Fine, fine, I take it back. You're not corny, you're the most romantic man I've ever met" and with that he finally stopped. Not before getting you to lay relaxingly on his chest. You were now both stargazing and just enjoying each others presence.

"I'm glad we did this" you said.

"Me too" Percy said as he kissed the top of your head. After he did that, you leaned up on rested on your elbows while your head hovered his. That's when Percy brought his hand to behind you neck and pulled you in. You guys started making out softly. As it went on for longer, it got more intense. You swung one leg over and straddled him. Both your hands in his soft hair while hands gripped on your waist. Slowly sliding lower as he gripped on the top of your thighs and pulled you closer..

[8:51] PM

You were sitting up in Percy's bed, in Percy's shirt, scrolling through your phone. Wow, on a roof. Not expected at all. Finally, Percy walked back in the room wearing a pair of sweats and laid down next to you. He looked at you with stars in his eyes. He lifted his hand up and making soft circles on your neck, tracing the newly formed purple spots on it.

"I stand by what I said the other day, you looked good in my clothes. Maybe even better with no pants on" as Percy said that, you took the hand that was tracing circles and threaded your fingers threw it.

"Aw you don't think of me as a blasphemous whore even after doing it on the first date."

"I could never think of you like that."

You slide over and sat on top of Percy again. "AGAIN?" he looked at you with a shocked face, but not actually shocked of course, just messing with you. You softly smacked his chest before laying down and just relaxing. You closed your eyes and just embraced Percy.

You guys were quiet for awhile before Percy asked "soo, what now? What are we?"

"What do you want us to be?"

"I'm not letting you leave this dorm if you're anything less than my girlfriend." Percy started sitting up, making you do so as well. You couldn't believe what you were hearing, maybe just a little. "I let us go around and hate each other for years, I'm not missing my chance again, so please, let me just be your boyfriend."

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy. SHIT. These few days have been insane. It truly didn't take long for Percy to make you feel things you never would have expected to feel for him in a million years. Who would've thought a night of drinking would've brought you together. Definitely not you.

"I mean if you reallyy want to be, then, yes you CANN be my boyfriend." You were trying your best to finish your sentence without giggling. This second you stopped talking Percy just grabbed your face and kissed you fiercely. You could feel each others smiling as you did so. And suddenly you were back to laying down and Percy was back on top of you.

You now had a boyfriend and his name was Percy Jackson. And you couldn't be happier.

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Did I eat be honest. Maybe pt 5 if the people still want it.

taglist: @ayanazoldyck <3

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sturniol0s · 3 months

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DARE. MATT STURNIOLO

part 3

matt x fem!reader

a harmless prank wont hurt right?

warnings- use of y/n, swearing, kissing, use of weed and alcohol again😭

a/n: i dont know if this is good or not.

matts pov

i wake up at around 2:13 am and see y/n in my bed.

oh my fucking god, i just had sex with the girl i got dared to date. i didn’t think it would go this far.

i run down stairs to chris and nick.

“guys” i say as i tap on chris’s and nicks shoulder.

“what?” chris ask

“omg did u guys have sex?” nick asks

“um, maybe” i reply

“WHAT” chris and nick yell

“don’t yell, shes upstairs” i say

“how did it happen?” nick asks

i explained the situation to them

“i didn’t know it would get this far, i just wanted her to come over to smoke” i explain to them

“it was a mistake i shouldnt have told her to come over” i say as they listen

y/n’s pov

i wake up to see matt gone. i get up and put my clothes on, i was planning on jump scaring matt in the living room, as i was going down the stairs i hear matt.

“i just wanted her to come over to smoke. it was a mistake i shouldnt have told her to come” as he says that i can feel tears rush down my face. i sneakily get out through the front door with out him noticing.

i call my friend to pick me up.

“hey madi, can you pick me up?” i say as i sniffle

“yeah, of course. where are you?” she asks

“im outside the sturniolo’s house..” i reply

“okay, im on my way”

i see a car pull up to the front of their house.

“oh my god, what happened?” she asks as she puts a strand of my hair behind my ear

i explain what happened between me and matt.

“im so sorry that happened to you. he doesn’t deserve you” she says trying to comfort me

matts pov

i go upstairs to see that she isn’t here. fuck, shes already gone. i grab my phone from my pocket to text her

texts messages

today, 1:27 am

Me: Im here!

Y/n: okay, give me a minute to get outside

Me: No, i mean im at your front door.

today, 5:53 am

Me: hey, you didnt say goodbye?

*read*

she left me on read. the first time she actually done that, usually she would answer as fast as she could.

after scrolling through my phone for a little while. i start to feel tired even though i just woke up. i fall asleep.

“matt, matt MATT” nick yells

“what?” i say half asleep

“get dressed, we gotta go to an event” he tells me

“10 more minutes” i beg

“no, get up” he says

i check my phone to see the time, 7:04 pm, but instead something else catches my attention. i get a notification from instagram that someone posted, it was a photo of y/n, madi and her friends at a party. i check the name to see it was posted by y/n.

i throw on a black t-shirt and a zip up, along with a pair of baggy jeans.

at the event

i heard a voice behind me and turned around, i turned to see a girl from freshman year of high school. i decided to take a picture with the girl for my instagram, as chris was about to take the picture she pulled me into a kiss. i saw her at the event. and somehow i find my self inviting her over to my house. she brought weed and alcohol with her.

we went to a room and she smoked it with me. she pulls me in to a kiss. suddenly i started getting deja-vu of when me and y/n did weed and had sex, but all the weed and alcohol had already token over.

the way her hands tugged through the curls in my hair in ways i’ve never felt as i lay her on my bed. everything about this girl is different. she the complete opposite of y/n.

my lips find hers in a kiss. i don’t even know her name.

i find my self siting between her legs, kissing her chest as she lifts her hips for me to grip the back of her jeans and take it off. her clothes find a home with all out other clothes on the floor.

before we do anything else she takes my dick in her mouth. her lips wrap around my shaft as she messily bobs her head. smothering it with spit as she trys to take more.

i let out a loud groan as i push her head deeper, fucking her throat. she continues to gag. her legs are open, and from this angle i can see how wet she is.

i fuck her mouth as i lean over her, rubbing her clit and watching her squirm. it gives me a sense of control.

i tease my tip at her entrance as i dig around for a condom. she opens her legs for me. i put the condom on and push into her without a warning, listening to her cry beneath me.

eventually we would switch so she was on top, she would ride me, nothing i’ve ever had before.

what the fuck am i doing?

“matt, im gonna cum!” she screams, snapping me back to reality.

i slap her ass.

i keep thinking about y/n while fucking the girl.

her cum drips around my cock.

“did you finish?” she asks

“yeah” i reply, ripping the condom off and tossing it in the trash as she puts her clothes on and leaves.

i cant get y/n out of my mind.

y/n pov

after madi picked me up she dropped me off home

“you sure your okay?” she asks

“yeah im fine i just need to be alone right night” i reply

“alright, text me if you need me to come over” she says as she smiles and drives away

i walk into my apartment complex and get in the elevator. i turn my phone on to see a notification from matts instagram. as im waiting for the elevator to go up i collapse on to the floor crying.

why was he kissing another girl?

the voice him calling us a mistake kept repeating in my head.

a couple days later

madi set me up on a date with a guy she saw on tinder. she clearly didn’t tell me that she made me a tinder account, the date was held at a restaurant.

im currently getting ready. im wearing a short black dress with heels.

at the date, the guy seemed nice he just wasn’t him. i knew what i was looking for, even though matt called us a mistake he probably didn’t mean it, right?

part 4?👀

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ichikopotato · 4 months

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Hii!! Here’s a request.

Maybe like fluff of y/n having her period and asks Tom to comfort her by giving her hugs, cuddles, and kisses.

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ!

2009! Tom

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : ᵀᵒᵐ’ˢ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ ᵍⁱʳˡᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᵖᵉʳⁱᵒᵈ, ʰᵉ ʰᵉˡᵖˢ ʰᵉʳ ʳᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᶜʳᵃᵐᵖˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉˢᵗ

warnings: too much cuteness!

a/n: yall i got this synopsis, warnings, a/n from @onlykats, enjoy!

— IT WAS A RAINY DAY , Tom found himself busy at the studio with his band. They were all working so hard on a new album, Humanoid. They finished working at about 7PM. He was driving home, worrying about his girlfriend. She hadn’t been texting or calling him since he left.

He sped up, eager to see his girlfriend. When he arrived, he didn’t even bother to park his car properly. He noticed all the lights were off in their apartment, he unlocked the door, walking in.

He saw everything was normal, a few snacks on the kitchen counter. He went straight to their bedroom, knocking. “Schatz? Are you in here?” He opened the door, seeing you curled up into a blanket.

“Oh, meine Liebe.” He removed the blanket off your head, his heart breaking at the sight of you quietly crying. “What’s wrong? Did you need me?” “What happened?” “Are you okay?” He cupped your cheek, pouting slightly.

You sniffle. “I-im fine, baby. I just got my period” He sighed, relieved. “meine liebe, you could’ve told me earlier. I would’ve bought you all the things you needed—“ you cut him off with a kiss, reassuring him that you were fine. He moaned softly, pulling away.

“Baby, are you sure you don’t need anything?” He murmured. “M’fine, my love. I just want some cuddles” you whine softly. He chuckled, playing with his lip piercing. He removed his bandana, along with his shoes and laid down beside you.

He wrapped his arms around you, laying his chin on top of your head, kissing your forehead. “mmph.. I missed you, Ich liebe dich” he whispered.

You smile softly, burying your face into the crook of his neck. Inhaling his addictive scent, you sigh. You look up at him with doe eyes, pleading. “Schatz, kiss?” You mutter.

His heart melts at the sight, leaning down to your face to kiss you. You slowly reach up to play with his cornrows, moaning softly.

He muttered in between kisses “m’gonna take care of you until you feel better, okay?” “I love you— mm..” “im gonna buy you all the food you need, m’kay?”

You pull away, panting and flustered. You smile, whispering “Dankeschön, Tommy.”

He smirked, “Gern geschehen, Engel” as you both slowly fell asleep, with him massaging your belly.

The next day, you woke up with a new plushie, so many snacks, drinks, along with some sanitary supplies on your kitchen counter, all with a written note “I hope this is enough, there’s more to come when I get home later, meine liebe:)” from your loving boyfriend.

THIS IS SO SHORT BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED, LOVE YOU ALL💋

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz angst #bill kaulitz smut #cute #period cramps #comfort

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rafedaddy01 · 10 months

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Baby Mama(Sofia)

Series Masterlist

An: I wasn’t sure if the request I got for the part 2 on the Rafe cheating on Sofia with reader was about Sofia getting pregnant or reader, so I wrote 2. This one is about Sofia getting preggers…. I feel like I made this a little long but I just for the life of me didn’t know how to end it..

Part 1

Reader getting pregnant alternative

Rafe and Sofia were officially over, y/n and Rafe got into a relationship after their horrible break up. You were chilling with Rafe in his bed watching a movie when his phone rang, he picked it up and saw sofias contact. Signing he declined it and set his phone back down. A few seconds later it rang again, he declined once more and huffed out of frustration. “Sorry baby” he said kissing your forehead and snuggling back up to watch the rest of the movie. His phone dinged once, then a second. “Okay! Just see what she wants” you said. He rolled his eyes and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Oh shit.. I gotta go, I’ll be back” he said kissing you and quickly grabbing a jacket and his keys. Leaving you confused on his bed.

“I’m pregnant Rafe, and it’s yours..” those words rang in his ears, luring him in a trance of disbelief. “Rafe” sofias voice said in the distance. “Rafe, snap out of it!” She said snapping her fingers in his face. “How- how, how did this happen?” He said running a hand through his already messy hair. “We used protection Sofia, it can’t be mine!” He argued. “Well I guess the condom broke dumbass! you know I don’t take birth control” she said sitting on the bench outside her house and biting her nails. “What are we gonna do” he said taking a seat next to her. “I-I don’t know if I’m gonna keep it..” she said softly. Rafe looked into her eyes nodding. “Well, whatever you decide.. I’ll be there, I don’t want this kid growing up without a father so..” he said man spreading and crossing his arms over his body, foot tapping anxiously. “Thank you Rafe.. but you really don’t have too. That’s not why I told you.. I didn’t even want to mention it but I just didn’t want to hurt you the way you hurt me.” She said, tears filling her eyes.

“Sofia..” Rafe signed. “Im sorry, I never meant to hurt you-“ his phone dinged and for a moment he forgot about y/n until her name was displayed.

“When are you coming home? Is everything okay?” The text read

‘Shit, how am I supposed to explain this..’ he thought.

“Sofia I gotta go, just let me know what you decide” he said giving her a friendly hug and heading back home. Nervously biting his lip he thought how he’d break the news to his girlfriend about getting his ex girlfriend that he cheated with you on pregnant. This was all so fucked up!

“Rafe! What happened, where did you go?” You said as he walked into the house. “I-a-I” he thought about telling you for a second, but who knew if Sofia would even keep it, if she didn’t would it be worth telling..

“I met up with topper, his car broke down and needed help” he lied. “Oh okay, is he alright?” You asked calling him over to cuddle on the bed. “Yeah, all good” he said discarding his jacket and getting in bed with you.

As he held you and listened to your soft snores and rhythmic breathing he felt guilty, guilty for lying to you, he was head over heels for you and it felt wrong to hide this from you. But he knew the moment he told you your relationship would be at a cross roads, he didn’t want to lose you and lying was the only way to do that, it was the right thing to do not to hurt you. At least that’s what he told himself to ease the guilt. His phone dinged and he opened it.

“I’m keeping it”

Shit. Now he would have to tell you..

He spent the whole night thinking of ways to break the news, once you woke up he made you some tea and breakfast in bed. “Rafe, what’s all this?” You said smiling as he handed you the tea and tray with pancakes and fresh fruit. “Just treating my girl” he said, guilt ridden all in his tone. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something..” he said sitting next to you.

You looked up at him and urged him to continue. “So you know yesterday when I left..” you nodded agreeing. “I didn’t actually go help topper, I met with Sofia” he spat out, expecting you to freak out and toss the tray across the room and leave.

But you didn’t, you continued eating your breakfast, eyes looking down. “Oh yeah? What did she want?” You said chewing. “She- she’s pregnant y/n, and it’s mine and she’s keeping it. But this doesn’t mean-“

“Rafe” you interrupted him

“No y/n, let me finish. This doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be with you or that we can’t be together, I still love you and I want to be a father to that baby, the father my dad never was to me. I want him to know he’s loved and cherished. But I still want to be with you” he said tearing up and looking at you eyes for any sign of affection.

“Rafe.. I’m glad your taking a step up and wanting to be a part of its life. But I’m not ready to be a step mom. And Sofia won’t be able to do this alone, I love you too. But do you really expect us to continue this relationship?” Your words stung like a bitch, he didn’t really think you’d consider ending the relationship. Sure he expected a fight but he didn’t think you’d actually leave him.

“Y/n I love you, please. Don’t leave me, I don’t know what I’d do without you..” he said getting on his knees and begging you.

Gotta admit it was a sight to see the kook king on his knees for you, you loved him too and you didn’t want to leave but this whole situation was fucked up and you needed time to think.

You kissed his lips before standing up “I’m not leaving you Rafe, but I do need some time to think this over” and with that you left his house. He sat on the bed thinking over how to make this situation work. He loved you and he’d do anything to prove it.

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mateoluvr · 1 year

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confession

gekko/mateo x f!reader

wc: 1.3k | fluff

a/n: currently down in a deep hole for this man and perhaps going to try writing again cuz of him!? ngl this is lowkey half-assed im srry if it sucks SOBS + not rlly proofread..

you and mateo were basically best friends, not a second goes by where you both aren’t making great memories with each other. but, everyone usually mistook your relationship with him and was surprised to figure out you both weren’t dating. especially his friends from his workplace, whenever he wasn’t on an assigned mission or training with harbor, he was most likely with you. reyna would always try to tell him to just shoot his shot with you, because she figured out he grew feelings for you.

“mijo, I don’t understand how you two aren’t official yet.”

“I doubt y/n sees me more than that reyna..” he sighed.

“no estés triste, you’ll never know until you pop the question.” reyna tries to reassure him.

“sí tienes un punto.. but what if I ruin our friendship over it? I don’t want to scare-“ he gets cut off, when he feels the vibration of his phone. he pulls it out of his pocket, and it was a message from you.

[ y/n ]

hey!! r u down to grab some boba tomorrow? it’ll be a treat on me since you’re going on another one of those missions soon right??

he smiles at your message. reyna asks if it was you who texted, and he nodded.

“what’d she say?”

“oh she wants to grab some boba tomorrow since brim assigned me and the others a task soon.”

“sounds like a perfect opportunity to call it a date and just tell her mijo.” she chuckles, as his face turns red at the thought.

“but what if-“

“shh, I don’t want to hear back talk at me just do it you’ve prolonged it way too long.”

mateo sighs and accepts reyna’s words at last, and she leaves his office and wishes him good luck tomorrow. then he remembers he forgot to respond to your message oh shoot he left you on read. he immediately sends a quick message back so it didn’t look like he was ignoring you.

[ mateo ] i’m so so sorry I didn’t respond sooner!! :( but i’d love to!! same place & time?

to his surprise, you immediately replied back.

[ y/n ]

don’t worry about it! but yeah :D

[ mateo ]

great! see u then :p

[ y/n ]

yep!! can’t wait ^-^

he hearts your message and sets his phone aside so he could finish the last few of the assignments his mentor harbor gave him. although all he could think about was seeing you again (even though you guys literally just saw each other a few days ago). hours went by, but he managed to finish, he grabbed his bag and went home on the train with his little buddies waiting for him at the door, and he told them about his day and how he made another plan with you tomorrow! they all approved, especially wingman, he’s happy that you make mateo’s day lighten up.

then the day finally came, he woke up earlier to help his mama out with some house chores before he left the house later.

his mind kept reminding him about the words reyna said to him yesterday. he kept pondering if he should actually ask the question later when he sees you. part of him wants to do it and hopes for the best, but the other side is just scared to lose over a few words. he shakes it off, and decides to go get ready and made himself look presentable. he wore his usual vest over his black shirt and touched up his hair. he let his little fellows tag along since why not, and off they went on his skateboard.

when he made it to the shop you both agreed on meeting at, he saw you staring at your phone, probably listening to music with some earbuds. he slowly approached you and tapped your shoulder.

“hey y/n!”

you slightly jumped from the sudden touch, and looked up from your phone screen and saw the green hair boy with wingman on his shoulder.

“oh hi mateo! and aww wingman’s here too.” you smiled, taking him off his shoulder to give wingman a hug.

“hey, hey, the rest is here too, dizzy, mosh, and thrash.” he chuckles as your attention was focused on wingman. he adores that his critters and you have such a nice bond with each other, it’s too much for his heart. (he’s in literal awe whenever you’re having a good time with them)

you both finally decide to enter the shop to grab some boba after having a small chit-chat outside.

“what do you want mateo? it’s on me!”

“it’s okay y/n don’t worry about it.” he pushes away your wallet in hand, but you kept insisting. after constant bickering on who’s going to pay, mateo lost because of how persistent you were. the cashier looked so lost while the two of you were arguing and sighed in relief when you both finally agreed on something. you both got your drinks and sat down at a table, and continued your conversations from earlier. as you were both talking you couldn’t help but notice how jittery mateo was, and how he was barely making eye contact with you.

“is everything okay?” you ask in a concerned tone, putting your drink down.

“i- uh..” he mustered, trying to calm himself down.

“you can tell me mateo, what’s wrong?”

mateo started to panic a bit more, and then before he knew it he finally confessed.

“i really like you y/n!” he blurts out, and when he realizes what he said, he covers his mouth immediately. you also paused at the sudden words he just said to you. it was utterly silent for a moment, both of you trying to process what just happened. he was the first to break the silence, and apologized for his out-of-the-blue confession.

“i’m sorry y/n! i understand if you don’t wanna be friends anymore..” he puts his head down on the table in shame, face burning.

but, then the unpredictable happened, and he heard you say, “why would i think that silly? i like you too mateo,”

his head perked up, barely making eye contact with you, he asked if you were sure.

“of course mateo, i’d never think you’d ask- i’m happy you told me though i wouldn’t have the guts to confess to you,”

“i’ll tell you now y/n if you confessed i would’ve taken you in a heartbeat.. you’ve basically been there for me for the thick and thin; anyone would be lucky to be with you- soy serio,”

he grabs one of your hands, and uses his other free hand to hold your cheek, which makes you flustered. mateo still barely being able to make contact; yet still pulling off bold actions amazes you. before anything too intimate happened, wingman rushed up to mateo and pulled on his leg. he looked down, and saw wingman holding a flower, he wanted him to give the flower to you.

“gracias wingman!” he says as he fist-bumps him. mateo hands you the flower wingman picked nearby.

“thank you! that’s so sweet,” you smiled which makes mateo and wingman happy. after you finished your boba, you both decided to go by a nearby park to finalize things. (also so mateo’s buddies can have some fun) you both sat down at a bench while mateo’s critters went to play some basketball with each other. mateo tries to maintain himself so he doesn’t say anything stupid like he did before.

“so- y/n what would you say we are now relationship-wise?”

“it’s up to you.”

“okay then.. mi cariño y/n will you be se mio para siempre?”

“of course mateo, i’d love to.”

“i promise when i come back from my mission i’ll bring you anywhere or do anything for you!”

his eyes light up thinking about all the plans he’d wish to make with you. he pulls you in for a hug since he’s too embarrassed to kiss you in a public place. you embrace his warm loving hug, knowing a new chapter in both of your lives will be starting soon.

“te amo y/n.”

“i love you too mateo.”

#gekko x reader #gekko x you #gekko #valorant #valorant x reader #mateo #mateo x reader #fluff

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riptideripley · 1 year

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His Princesa 2

part 1 part 2 part 3

a dominik mysterio x reader series.

angst,light fluff towards the end(sorta),toxic relationship,google translate used,TRIGGER WARNING ABUSE MENTIONED.

word count:669

Without you two knowing of the recording,you met up with the judgement day since it was an off day for you all. Rhea had only showed Priest the recording,to which they both were shocked but not that shocked. Finn was unaware of the whole situation,just as you two were. So when you both showed up together,Rhea was all giggles. You had all planned to go out for lunch and then to a park,just to chill like you used to do back home with Rhea(y’all are childhood friends). “Hey guys! So where are eating” “That Mediterranean Grill place,heard it’s good” You and Priest conversed. Everyone agreed on the spot so we went.

fast forward.

“That was so delicious! We have to go there again if we ever come back here” Dom spoke very happy and pleased with the food. You giggled at his reaction when all the sudden Rhea yanked you off the slide and dragged you to the swings. “Rhea what the f-“ “Listen. I saw you and Dom making out or whatever last night,you have to break up with your boyfriend. Also I told Priest” she ran off giggling. You stood there for a minute in shock. ‘shit. she shouldn’t have saw that’ you thought,as you pulled out your phone texting your “boyfriend”.

You - ‘Hey,Chris listen I need to tell you something. I don’t think this relationship is really working,you are constantly out drinking and cheating on me. I can’t do this anymore with you

{Chris .} - ‘(your name) what the fuck. I was gonna come out there to see you,Im already here matter of fact and you tell me this bullshit? man forget it,it’s over with.’

You looked at your phone for a minute before putting it in your pocket,walking back over to everyone. “Hey you ok? You seem off.” Dom asked concerned. You shook your head and smiled,”Yea I’m fine just a little tired that’s all”. He didn’t believe you but didn’t wanna ask anymore questions. You were all having fun and smiling when you heard someone call your name,you turned your head around and your heart sank. It was Chris,the one person you didn’t wanna see at this point especially since you were laid up on Dominik. Rhea paid attention to your expression and could tell you were scared. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Chris yelled as he charged at you,your heart began racing and you flinched when he got close to you. No one knew that he had put his hands on you before,not even your best friend Rhea. So when you flinched,they immediately knew what the situation was. Priest jumped off the monkey bars and got in between the two of you. Dom held you close as you began having a panic attack,he drew three circles on your back and on your hand which always calmed you down. He lifted you up and got you out of the area they were in,as he spoke,”Princesa.. ¿Cuánto tiempo?” he asked. You were hesitant to answer but decided to tell the truth,”Cuatro meses..” you softly spoke. You could see the expression on his fece completely change,to a very concerned and worried look. He hugged you tight as the rest of the Judgement day came over to the spot you were in. “Hey listen Ima take her back home,she’s uncomfortable right now” he said as he turned to them with you in his arms,they all nodded and let him go take you to your car. “They’re so cute together” Finn said trying to lighten the mood,which it did. “Yea totally. Not after what i witnessed last night” Rhea rolled her eyes as Finn stared at her,”The fuck did you see?” “They were making out! Right in front of me after I woke up from my nap.” Finn began laughing while Rhea just stared at him. “Not funny.”

#dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #wwe #rhea ripley #finn balor #damien priest #judgement day

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hi18364 · 2 months

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The footballers diary

19/11/22

Today was like any other match day. I woke up showered, got ready, waited to be picked up from my apartment. Training was normal, so was the bus ride. Everything leading up to that moment was normal. It was extra time. I was near the goal. The only thing I saw was Beth and Hannah Blundell both running towards the ball. Out of nowhere, Beth dropped her knee in her hands. Pain was written across her face.

20/11/22

I woke up to the sound of my phone blowing up and picking it up. The first thing I saw was the first text Vivian sent.

Viv: Beth wanted me to tell you all that they did some tests and she has ruptured her acl.

2:23 am

15/12/22

Its been exactly 27 days since Beth did her acl todays yet another home game. I didn't start the game a few seconds into extra time from where I was sitting. You couldn't see what happened. Lyon plays run into a group hug and the fans cheer. The match restarts. Viv gets the ball, passes it to lotte, who then passes it forward to Lia. Three Lyon players close on her and get the ball. Viv goes for it and tries to knock the ball a way from the Lyon player. She falls straight to the floor. Lia passes the ball to Katie. She must have seen. She passes the ball back to Frida. The ref blows her whistle.

16/12/22

It was like deja vu. Only this time it's a text from Beth. I opened my phone and clicked on the Arsenal group chat.

Beffy: Viv asked me to text you all she doesn't know how to tell you all. so she asked me to text and tell you all that she tore her ACL last night.

18/4/23

Tomorrow is match day, and I'm scared. A lot of the girls are it’s like this team has some sort of bad luck in under 4 months. It's the World Cup, and everyone is scared that they will be next.

19/4/23

Match day nerves ran through the team we were playing in a 4-3-3 i have no clue what happened i had just been sent off less than 5 minutes before for a tackle on ella toone it was a shit tackle i know but she was pissing me off i was in the changing room when i heard the sound of football boots 2 horse after it was confirmed leah had ruptured her acl im scared im going to be next

1/5/23

What the actual fuck? It has been 13 days since Leah did her ACL. I just got the text confirming that Laura has ruptured her ACL. What is happening?

5/5/23

I just got the call from Sarina Wigwam asking if I would like to go to the World Cup. Of course, I said yes.

22/7/23

We played Haiti, and we won 1-0. Georgia scored the goal. Apart from that, there's nothing much to say today.

28/7/23

We played Denmark today, and we won yet again. 1-0 lj was the one to score. In other news, I saw a kangaroo today. A few of us made some tiktoks and went for a walk.

1/8/23

We won 1-6. I'm tired, so there's not a lot to say.

16/8/23

Forgot about this. Sorry, we won today 1-3, which means we are going to a final. I can't wait.

21/8/23

Well, we lost, Spain won. I dont know what happened. All I can think about is the pop. I knew what it was the second I went down. I have had it described to me a thousand times. Now I am sitting here on the other side of the world in the same place. Four of my team members have been Why did it have to be me?

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you'll be alright (no one can hurt you now) chapter four

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Lucy Chen & Tamara Colins, Tim Bradford & Lucy Chen, background Tim Bradford x Lucy Chen

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Lucy goes on her first date since taking in Tamara. Tim nearly loses his mind when she doesn’t show up for her first scheduled shift back on time.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: canon divergence, (eventually) autistic!Tamara, Tim Bradford would do anything for Lucy Chen, Lucy is a hardcore swiftie, Day Of Death (im so sorry) near death experience, kidnapping, hospitals, being buried alive, Caleb Wright, mentions of Rosalind Dyer, yknow the usual DOD warnings,

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A/n: im so sorry for this I hate this episode so much, but it is important to Lucy’s character development and who she is as a person and a cop and I don’t want to change that so we’re going to have to suffer through DOD together. I won’t be going into detail about Lucy’s POV, so I will be doing the majority of this chapter from Tim’s perspective. There’s a bit of a time jump (4 weeks) but not much has changed in Lucy and Tamara’s world.

Tim yawned as he adjusted his badge as he walked out of the locker room. He glanced at Nolan and West standing by the door to Grey’s office, talking to him with concerned looks on their faces. Tim thought it was weird, but then he remembered that Lucy was coming back to work today, and he promptly forgot. He made his way to the break room and poured himself a black coffee into his travel mug, before leaving and heading into the break room.

As he made his way down, he thought about Lucy and how excited he was for her to be back. The last5 4 weeks without her had been filled with nothing but silence and boredom. While Tim would never verbally admit it, he had missed Lucy. He missed her voice, how she ranted about things happening in her personal life, or about drama (or ‘tea’ as she called it) that was happening around the station. He missed the scent of her chai tea latte filling up the shop, he missed paying for that extra meal on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays, his days to pay. He missed her immensely, more than he thought he would, and he was very glad that she was back.

Before he could open the door and wait for her, however, he was summoned into Grey’s office. He wrinkled his eyebrows and followed Grey into his office. He grew even more confused when he walked in, and saw Nolan and West sitting there, both looking uneasy and scared.

“Whats going on, sir?” Tim asked.

Grey looked at Nolan, who swallowed, and then spoke. “Lucy did not come home last night. She is not responding to texts or calls.”

“Where did she go?” Tim asked, and Jackson spoke up next.

“She went on a date. She was supposed to come to my apartment,” Jackson said, before side glancing at both Grey and Nolan. “She was going to spend the night with me and then we were going to come to work together, as I live closer. But when I woke up, she wasn’t there. Neither was her car, and I have been trying since 7:30 am to get a hold of her.”

Fear swirled in the bottom of Tim’s stomach. “Who did she go on a date with?”

“C-Caleb Wright.” Nolan said. “With a ‘W’.”

Tim nodded. “Okay.” He said, pondering possibilities in his head briefly. “Is it possible that she’s just running behind and her phone is dead?”

“Well, we thought of that but-“ Jackson said, but John cut him off.

“If she’s just running late and we ring the fire alarm, she’ll get dinged, but-“

“If we don’t, and something terrible happens…” Tim interjected, thoughts trailing off. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, his attention turning to Grey. “What do we do?”

“Well, what do we know about this Caleb guy?”

“Nothing.” Jackson said, shaking his head. “No, he uh-, he said that he worked for a medical supply company. Lucy showed me a video of him playing with a puppy.”

Grey nodded. “Okay. Bradford, take West and run a background check. I want to know everything you can find on Caleb before we knock on his door.” He said. “And find Armstrong.”

Tim nodded. “Right. Come on,” He said, motioning for West to follow him.

He heard Grey talking to Nolan about having him and Nyla run a trace on Lucy’s phone, in order to get her into the MUPS and NaMos systems that the LAPD used.

As Tim and Jackson made it to Armstrongs office, where the detective was just settling in for the day, Grey walked out of his office, and called for everyones attention.

“Everyone listen up,” He said, and the room fell silent. “Officer Lucy Chen has not been seen for approximately 13 hours. Given the circumstance, we cannot rule out abduction,” He said, and Tim breathed deeply, trying to control the nausea that he was feeling.

His rookie was potentially missing. The person he was responsible for training, and for keeping safe while out on the streets. The person that was, even now, the best rookie he had ever trained, and ever will train. His Lucy could be missing, and he didn’t know what to do other than to focus, and do whatever Grey told him to do in order to find her.

“So stop whatever you’re doing.” Grey continued. “I want everyone on this until she’s located.” He said, before turning to an officer. “Notify S.O., see if they can shag calls for service.

Tim turned his focus to the computer that Armstrong was using as Nyla walked up to Grey. He overheard her say that the GPS on her phone was disabled, and he began to hyper focus on the words on the screen. He was no help to anyone, much less Lucy, if he was panicking. He had to remain calm, and get the background check like Grey had ordered him to.

“Caleb Wright doesn’t seem to exist.” Armstrong said, concern evident on his face.

Tim’s anxiety grew. What was going on? Tim shook his head and walked around the desk to look at the computer screen.

“That’s impossible,” He said. “I saw his social media page.”

“Well, it’s gone now, so he must have erased it.” Armstrong said. “But if he is our guy, then he’s already faked one identity.”

“Bryan Coleman,” West chimed in.

Armstrong nodded. “Exactly.” He agreed, pointing at Jackson. “He stole his life to gain access to the old zoo. Used it’s isolation to kill his victims,”

Tim nodded, understanding where Armstrong was leading. “But with that place burned, he’s gonna need new killing ground.” The though of Lucy being his next victim made his stomach churn, and his heart thud painfully in his chest. He couldn’t lose her. She had changed him so much already in their short time together, and he wasn’t ready for her 13 months with him to be up, much less to never see her again because she was murdered. He had to save her, but it angered him that he didn’t know how. He didn’t know the true identity of who took her, where she is, the state that she’s in, or if she’s even still alive. And that thought killed him.

Armstrong nodded at Tim. “My guess is that he already has one, and thats where Lucy is right now.” Armstrong picked up the phone, and Tim nodded at West, motioning to the door.

“Lets go.” He said, and Jackson lead them out of his office and towards the stairs.

“If we don’t find her-“ Jackson started, but Tim stopped, and turned to look at him.

“Don’t.” He said, cutting him off. “Don’t go there. If she was taken by him, the only way that you are good to her is if you are focused solely on saving her, not playing worst-case scenarios.”

Jackson nodded, gulping. “Right.” He said. “Sorry. I’m just worried.” Tim nodded.

“I know. I am too.” He admitted, and almost laughed at the shock evident on the rookie’s face. “But, we need to focus on her. This is not about us and how we’re feeling. This is about finding her, and saving her before it’s too late.”

Jackson nodded. “Okay. You’re right. What do we do now?” He asked, and they continued their journey down to the main floor.

“We go and tell Grey what we know, and wait for further instructions.”

“Okay. Is it okay if I just run to the bathroom quick?” Jackson asked, and Tim nodded. He could tell that Jackson was starting to panic, and needed a moment alone to collect himself.

“‘Course.” He said. “Meet me in his office when you’re done.” Jackson nodded, and Tim watched him walk towards the bathroom. Tim was about to turn to walk to Grey’s office, when he saw Jackson pull his phone out and make a call. He stopped, watched him for a moment, but decided not to eavesdrop on his call. If it was important to finding Lucy, he knew West would fill him in. If it wasn’t, it was personal, and Tim could honestly care less.

He walked into Greys office, and Grey immediately stopped what he was doing to look up at him. “What did you find out about Caleb?”

Tim shook his head, his hands on his hips. “He doesn’t exist. It seems to be an alias. And we figure that if he’s already faked one identity,” He said, and paused when the door opened. Jackson walked in and Tim looked at him, silently asking if he was good. Jackson nodded, and Tim continued speaking. “If he’s faked one identity already, then it has to be Bryan Coleman.”

Jackson picked up where Tim left off. “We speculate that he used his identity to gain access to the old zoo, and used to the isolation to his benefit to kill his victims, but since we’ve found that spot already, he has to find somewhere new.”

“And that’s where Lucy is.” Grey finished, his head nodded. “Alright. Nolan and Harper are on their way back to the hospital after talking to the victim we saved yesterday. Go take 5, and we’ll reconvene in the briefing room when they’re back.”

“Yes, sir.” Tim and Jackson said at the same time. They left the office, and Jackson headed left, towards the front door, presumably to wait for Nolan. Tim however, went and sat in the briefing room.

He didn’t want to take 5. He wanted to be on the streets, knocking on doors, finding out where Lucy was. He wanted to find her and bring her home. He wanted to find her, and make sure that she knew that no matter how tough he was with her; no matter how many Tim Tests he puts her through, he cared about her, and he wanted nothing more than for her to be safe. She needed to be home. She needed to be at the station with him, not being held somewhere unknown by a serial killer’s protege.

He blinked back tears in surprise as his foot tapped against the floor, watching the minutes slowly tick down. Why was he crying? Tim Bradford rarely cried, not because he didn’t find things sad, but because he didn’t allow himself to. The last time he fully allowed himself to break down in tears was the drive home from serving Isabel with divorce papers. He couldn’t let himself cry over Lucy, especially now. If he did, it would mean revealing his weakness, and he wasn’t ready for that yet. He wasnt ready for the looks, the whispers, the questions. The higher ups asking his nature of his relationship with Lucy. He couldn’t do that. Not to himself, and especially not to Lucy, who wasn’t even a P2 yet. So, he swallowed the lump in his throat, and sniffed, blinking away the tears.

He had barely blinked away the last tear when Armstrong came into the room, and walked up to the whiteboard that had all of the important facts about Lucy and her disappearance.

“The bartender at Las Torres recognized Lucy and Caleb.” He said, and Tim sat up straighter, hope beginning to build in his chest. “The good news-“ he continued. “Theres a security camera in the parking lot, so we know that they left at 9:05. The bad news?” Armstrong clicked on the monitor in the room to reveal the footage of Caleb leading Lucy out of the bar by her upper arm. “The camera angles too steep to recognize faces.”

Tim sighed, shaking his head. All he wanted, all anyone in this room wanted was to find Lucy, but it seemed that at every turn so far, the universe was working against them. And Tim hated it with a passion. Tim let a breath out from his nose, attempting to calm the burning fury in his body. There wasn’t a lot that made Tim angry enough to feel the need to fight God, but someone he lo- no, cared about, being in any sort of pain was certainly enough.

“Two minutes later,” Armstrong resumed speaking. “This car drove by.” Tim watched as a grey car drove through the frame, and Tim sighed, knowing that Lucy was most likely inside of it.

“The licence plate on Caleb’s car was reported stolen earlier that day,” Grey said, looking between the room and the images on the monitor. “Officer Chen’s care was found in the alley where she left it last night. Which means, we believe that Caleb is Rosalind’s protege, and he took Officer Chen.”

Tim sighed in disappointment. He knew that what they were saying was the truth, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. Tim picked up the rapid breathing of his heart, and the anxiety fluttering in his stomach, a silent threat of the possible reappearance of his breakfast. But, before he could spiral fully, Grey caught his attention again.

“I know how upsetting this is, but we have to remain focused. She’s counting on us.” Tim heard Grey ask if there were any questions, but Tim didn’t stick around to find out. He walked out of the room, pulling his phone out as he walked.

He dialled Angela’s number, and breathed, knowing his best friend would be able to sense the shakiness of his voice no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

“What’s up?” She answered casually.

“Hey. Lucy’s been taken. I need you.” He said simply, and waited for her response. The line was silent for a moment before Angela spoke again.

“On my way.” Tim hung up the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, walking back into the briefing room.

When he re-entered, Nolan was up at the front, relaying the information that he and Harper had gotten from the other victim at the hospital.

“Nora was abducted two nights ago.” He said. “We found her 18 hours later, already tattooed, and about to be put in a barrel to be suffocated. This makes Caleb’s timeline from abduction to death approximately 24 hours.” Tim’s hands shook listened.

“Which means we have less than 10 hours to find Lucy.” Jackson said, his face portraying everything Tim was feeling.

“Unless we’re wrong, and she’s dead already.” Armstrong stated casually, and Tim dug his nails into the palm of his hands to prevent himself from punching Armstrong for even thinking to suggest such a stupid idea. No, she was alive, but they needed to find her before she wasn’t anymore.

“No,” Harper interjected. “Look, I know I haven’t known Lucy as long as the rest of you, but I do know she is a fighter.” She said, glancing back at Tim briefly. “She’s gonna do everything she can to stay alive until we save her.” Tim nodded in agreement, watching as people filed out of the room, but Tim remained rooted to his spot, staring at her picture on the whiteboard.

He needed her safe. He needed her by his side, where he knew she was alive, and okay. He didn’t know how he was going to get through these next few hours, but he knew that he had to do it so that his rookie, his Lucy, would be safe.

He suddenly found himself sitting down next to Jackson, answering calls, when Angela walked into the station, Wesley trailing behind her.

“Hey,” he said, standing up to greet her. “Thanks for coming in.”

“Of course,” She said, looking to the side of her, and seeing the phones that him and Jackson, and two other officers were manning. “Grey’s got you on tip lines?”

Tim nodded. “Nothing says we got squat like listening to the public.” He looked up at Wesley. “Day off?”

Wesley nodded, not making eye contact with Tim. “Yeah, something like that.” Tim looked at him suspiciously, but let it go. “Can I help?”

Tim crossed his arms. “Whats your tolerance for cranks and asshats wasting your time?”

Wesley shrugged. “I’m a public defender.”

Tim nodded his head to the phones. “Have at it.”

“This is useless,” Tim said, turning to Angela as Jackson spoke to Wesley. “We should be on the streets kicking down doors.”

“Who’s doors?” Angela asked, a concerned look on her face.

“I don’t know,” He answered honestly. “But I-I can’t just sit here.” He stormed away, desperate to do something, anything, to bring Lucy home.

Of course, Angela being Angela, followed after him. “Wait up!”

Tim rolled his eyes. “I’m fine, just blowing off steam.”

“I get it,” Angela said, following after him. “But you got to get your head in the game.”

Frustrated, Tim turned around to face her. “I don’t need a pep talk.”

“Then why’d you call me?” She demanded. “Clearly, you need to get something off of your chest.”

Tim sighed. “This is my fault.” He answered, looking down at his shoes.

“What?” Angela asked. “How?”

“The day I came back from my leave, I went to her apartment after shift. No one would tell me anything about why she was off. I questioned her, but she wouldn’t tell me. Something was going on, and I should have pressed her more. I should have been there for her, I’m her training officer for gods sake. I should have known something was wrong.”

Angela took a step closer. “Tim, she didn’t tell anyone. All we know about her leave is what Jackson and John have been permitted to tell us. Something happened, and she needed time off to deal with it. That doesn’t make you a bad training officer. You did all you could.” She explained.

“I could have done more.” Tim stated, before turning to walk away.

“What is it about her?” Angela asked, making Tim stop in his tracks.

“What?” He asked, turning around, confusion all over his face.

“Look, I’ve known you since before you became a TO. You’re hard on your rookies, but you’re also fiercely protective over them. But with Lucy, you are more over protective than you have with any other rookie. You’ve honestly been quite lenient on her so far. So, what is it about Lucy that makes you feel like you should have prevented this? That you should have protected her better, or been there for her more? You’ve always said that you’re their training officer, not their friend. What is it about Lucy that changed that for you?”

Tim shook his head, before looking up at Angela. She’d been his best friend for years. He could never hide anything from her, even if he wanted to. He knew that she would instantly see through whatever bullshit answer he would give her, so he decided to be truthful. As much as he could be with himself, anyways.

“She turned around and smiled at me.” He said, his voice quiet and shaky. A crease formed on Angela’s forehead, showing her confusion. “Her first day, when Grey said she was paired with me, she turned around, and smiled at me. I don’t know what it was, but she’s got this grip on me, and I don’t know why. I don’t know how to not care about her this much.” He said, a stray tear, falling from his eye as he spoke.

“Tim…” Angela said quietly. “Tim, I think you know why.” Tim shook his head immediately, knowing what she was getting at.

“No,” he responded. “Thats not it. She’s my rookie, I would never cross that line.”

Angela smiled sadly. “I know you wouldn’t. That doesn’t mean your heart doesn’t still want her.”

Tim shook his head, trying to protest, but his face betrayed him, crumpling as he fought to stop the sob clawing its way out of his throat. Angela didn’t say anything, just pulled him into her arms, and held him as he cried.

“We’re going to find her,” She said eventually. “Whatever it takes.”

—-

An hour later, and Tim had calmed down. His sadness and anxiety was now replaced by anger. Anger that was stronger than before, and made him want to burn the world to ashes just to find her. And that’s exactly what he was going to do.

“Problem officer?”

Tim wasted no time in reaching through the open window, grabbing a fistful of the Benjamins hair, and slamming his face onto the steering wheel.

“You listen to me very carefully,” He spat. “Your name is Benjamin Lassie. You’re a mid level idiot who controls every illicit item that enters the Central California Women’s Facility. And today is your day of reckoning.” He squeezed tighter. “Now, I am responsible for a life that is in jeopardy, and I will do whatever I have to to save her. Do you understand?” He demanded.

“Theres a man who gives you items to smuggle onto death row for Rosalind Dyer. You are gonna give me that man.” He continued.

“Why would I do that?” Benjamin demanded.

Tim squeezed even tighter. “Because if you don’t, I will pull you inside out.” He threatened, and he then watched with a sickening satisfaction as Benjamin saw his life flash before his eyes, and spit out the name; Jerry Havel.

Tim smiled, released Benjamin, and sent him off with a threatening look that told him Tim would follow through with his threats if he said a word about what just happened to anyone.

Jackson then shakily followed him back to the shop, and as soon as he shut the door, Tim was speeding back to the station while Jackson typed his name into the computer to do a background check.

“Any information you get, you text it immediately to Lopez.” Tim said in a calm tone, feeling bad for scaring him.

“Yes, sir.”

—-

30 minutes later, Tim had managed to get a S.W.A.T. team and a no knock warrant together, ready to raid Jerry Havel’s place. Tim followed behind S.W.A.T. as they moved in on Havel’s place.

They paused briefly at the door, before busting it open, and running inside. “Go, go, go!” One of the S.W.A.T. member said as Jerry began to run. Another officer shot him in the right shoulder, and he fell to the ground on his face.

Tim ran up to him, Jackson following behind. He grabbed him, and turned him over. “Where’s Lucy?” His heart dropped into his stomach when he realized that the man he was faced with was not Caleb. “That’s not - that’s not Caleb.” He said, moving away from the man in front of him. “Damn it!” he yelled in frustration.

He tried to control his breathing as Jackson took over, yelling at the man about his name, and where he worked. Tim looked back at Jerry, who told them through stuttering that his name was in face Jerry Havel, but he had never worked at that prison, and had been on disability for the last five years after an inmate shivved him during a riot.

“Look, DOC clearly states that you work at that prison.” Jackson said.

Jerry sighed and looked down. “My identity was stolen.” He said. “Right around 3 years ago. Really screwed up my credit.”

Tim nodded, making the connections in his head. “Caleb used Jerry’s identity to get into prison, get close to Rosalind.”

“Just like he stole Bryan Coleman’s identity.” Jackson finished as he holstered his gun.

“Is this connected to the officer that was abducted?” Jerry asked.

Tim nodded. “Yeah.” He said, tears welling up in his eyes as he spoke. “And you were our last shot at saving her.”

Tim moved on auto pilot for the next hour. So much so, that he didn’t remember anything between leaving Jerry’s house, and arriving back at the station. Once he arrived there, he was handing over a file that had a record of the credit card charges on the card that Caleb had used under Jerry’s name that Jackson had found.

“Hey, hey,” He said, getting Angela’s. Grey’s, and Wesleys attention. “We got something.” He said, dropping the file on the table. “Caleb used Jerry’s identity to rent a post office box in Kern County, near the prison. But, he kept it up after he quit.” He explained, as Angela opened the file, and began pouring through the contents. “Still pays for it. He must have a place close by.”

Angela grabbed a piece of paper, and read from it, comparing what was in the file with her own notes. “Rosalind’s family - her trust owns a farm in Kern County.” She handed him the paper that showed evidence of the farm.

Before he knew it, he was in the stations helicopter, racing to Kern county with Angela, Grey, Jackson, with Nyla and John on the ground in a shop.

When they landed on the farm in Kern County, Nolan told them that Caleb was dead, and that Lucy was buried somewhere on the property. Tim felt a sick sense of happiness knowing that Caleb was dead. He was gone, and now he could never touch a single hair on her head again. She was one step closer to being safe, and now all they had to do was dig her up before it was too late.

Nolan thrust a phone into Angela’s hands. Angela looked down, watching the video of Lucy inside the barrel. “I can’t even tell if she’s still breathing,” She said anxiously, looking up at Grey.

“Spread out.” Grey commanded. Tim looked around, trying to find a good place to start looking. “Airship, we have an officer buried alive.” The panic that Tim had been desperately trying to keep at bay came bubbling to the surface, and his chest started to constrict as he looked at the open fields. He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to keep the tears at bay, but knowing at some point in the next few minutes, he would be crying. Either from relief, or grief.

He took a moment to calm himself, repeating the words he had said to Jackson earlier in the day to himself in his head. “The only way that you are good to her is if you are focused solely on saving her, not playing worst-case scenarios.”

He turned to look at the house briefly, before realizing that there was no way Caleb would have buried her close to the house. He turned to Jackson and explained, before summoning Jackson to follow him. He took off running as far as he could as fast as he could.

A few minutes later, they came to the top of a hill. “Lets split up,” He suggested to Jackson. “You go left, alright?” Jackson nodded, and took off to the left. Tim continued forward, looking around for any possible sight that Caleb could have buried her.

Then, as he was coming down the slope of another hill, something caught his eye. A sparkle, so bright it nearly blinded him briefly. He didn’t think anything of it at first, but then realized that there wasn’t much around there that could produce a sparkle like that. He took a step closer and looked again, finding the sparkle once more. He ran up to the spot the sparkle originated from, and fell to his knees in front of it.

He scooped up the source of the sparkle, and could have cried right then and there when he realized what it was.

Her ring. Her moonstone ring.

He stood up, and began looking around in the dirt for any indication that she could be close. He began kicking dirt around, and stomping, hoping to God that she had dropped it on purpose, and it wasn’t another one of Caleb’s tricks.

But, when he stomped again, and heard the unmistakable sound of rubber on metal, he knew it wasn’t a trick. Lucy had left him a clue, and she was right there.

He stomped two more times just to be sure, but once he heard the clanging two more times, he turned around and shouted. “I’VE GOT HER!” He then pocketed the ring, dropped to his knees, and began digging with his bare hands.

His hands ached after a few seconds, the sharp rocks in the sand cutting and digging into his skin, but his need to save Lucy, get her out of that barrel outweighed all of that. He was so close to her, he just needed to keep going.

A few moments later, Nyla, Jackson, and Angela joined him in the digging, with the rest of the officers headed their way. The local PD joined in moments later, bringing shovels, making the process move quicker. The metal of the shovels hit the metal of the barrel, and Tim choked out a sob.

“Guys,” He managed to say. “Right here.” He said as he reached forward for the latch on the barrel, pulling it towards him. It took two pulls, but on the second one the latch snapped, and the lid came off.

He threw it behind him, and looked into the barrel.

There she was, hunched over, her curled hair laying over her back, tangled with dirt and blood.

“Come on!” Tim yelled, and began pulling Lucy out of the barrel. Everyone joined in and helped him get her out and onto the ground.

He touched her head softly once she was laid on the ground, and leaned in, listening for breathing. He heard Grey ask if she was breathing, but didn’t answer. When he heard no breathing, he cupped her chin and her forehead, breathing two rescue breaths into her mouth to help her lungs inflate. He then moved his hands to her chest and started compressions, watching her face for any sign of life.

As he did the compressions, all he could focus on was her. He got to her, now all he could do was hope he could restart her heart in time. The more compressions he did, the more desperate he became. Why wasn’t her heart starting to beat? Why wasn’t she moving, breathing, crying? Was she-

Lucy gasped in a deep breath, her body starting to shake. Tim cried out in happiness as her eyes fluttered open. He reached behind her and helped sit her up, cradling her to his chest when she burst into tears, curling towards his chest.

“You’re okay,” He whispered to her, as he pulled her closer. As he held her, he noticed that all of the anger, pain, anxiety, and fear had disappeared. As soon as she took that gulping breath in, his body knew she was safe, that she was alive.

“You’re okay,” He whispered into her hair. Even after all that she went through, she still smelled like herself, and it calmed Tim down even further. “You’re safe. I’ve got you. He can’t hurt you anymore.” He whispered as he cradled her head to his chest.

He breathed deeply, letting the tears fall from his eyes. They got to her in time, and she was going to be okay. She was back in his arms, she was breathing, and was crying. All signs she was a survivor.

——

Tim rode with her in the ambulance. When the paramedics had arrived on scene, she refused to let go of Tim, starting to go into a panic attack whenever someone tried to separate her from him. Once they had gotten her into the ambulance, and had taken her vitals, they gave her a sedative, and she fell asleep within a minute, still holding tightly to Tim’s hand.

Tim held onto her hand the entire ambulance ride, and then helicopter ride back to St Stephens, his eyes locked onto the bleeding marks from where she had been bound at the wrists. He didn’t let go until they landed at St Stephens, and she was rushed into the back to be examined.

He was shown into a waiting room, where he was told that Dr Sawyer would come and get him when he could see her. He was about to sit down, when his phone began to ring. He fished it out of his pocket, and answered it, briefly seeing Nolan’s name flash across the screen.

“Tim,” John said as soon as he picked up. “Listen, I don’t want you to question what I’m about to ask you, I just need you to do it.” He said, and Tim, who was still in shock from everything, just agreed, and listened to what John had to say. “I need you to go to Mid Wilshire Childcare Centre. You need to go to the baby room and pick up Tamara Chen, and bring her to the hospital. Don’t forget your ID. You’re on the approved pick up list and I’ve called ahead, so don’t worry about any questions. There will be someone waiting for you at the front door to show you where to go, alright?” He said, and Tim, who was utterly confused now, nodded.

“Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, okay.” He said goodbye to John, and left the hospital immediately after informing the nurses that he would be back. He hopped in the shop, stopped by the station briefly to grab a carseat, and then hopped back in the shop.

He pulled into Mid Wilshire Childcare Centre, and grabbed his drivers licence out of his wallet, before making his way to the front door. There was a middle aged woman waiting for him, a smile on her face.

“Tim Bradford, I’m assuming?” She said, and Tim nodded.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The lady nodded. “I’m Martha, the chef here. If you follow me, I can show you to the baby room. I know you’re in a hurry.” She said. She turned, put a code into a key pad, and entered the building, Tim following behind her. As soon as they walked in, Martha turned right, and led him to the end of the hallway. They entered a small classroom with two educators, and 4 babies. 2 of the babies were playing in a water table, the other one was sitting at the table, eating banana, and a third one, who didn’t look older than a few weeks old, being held in a rocking chair by another educator.

“Tim, this is Ella, and Cara. Ella is Tamara’s primary educator.” Martha said, and Tim nodded to her.

“Nice to meet you, Ella.”

Ella smiled. “You too, sir.” She said. “Tamara has had a really good day today. She slept well, drank both bottles, and enjoyed our walk we took them on.” She said, as she went over to the other educator, Cara, and took the small infant from her.

She carried her over, and Tim blinked quickly, realizing that the small infant must be Tamara. “Okay, thank you.” Tim said.

Ella smiled. “No problem. We will need some more wipes for her, probably in the next day or so.” Tim nodded.

“Okay perfect. Is there anything else?”

“Oh, yes.” Ella said, grabbing the binder off of the counter. “Could I just see your ID?”

Tim nodded and handed it over. Ella compared the names before smiling and handing it back.

“Thank you.” She said, putting the binder down. “If you follow me, I’ll show you Tamara’s things.”

Tim followed Ella as she showed him her cubby, and handed him her backpack.

“Okay, you’re all set, we’ll see you later.” Ella said and Tim thanked her again before following Martha out of the building.

“Have a good night,” Martha said, holding the door open for him.

“Thank you, you too,” He responded, looking down at the small infant in his arms that apparently belonged to Lucy.

“Okay, little one,” he said quietly, opening up the door to the shop, and buckling her in her carseat. “Let’s go see Mama, I guess.”

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When Tim walked back into the waiting room, he was greeted with Grey and Luna sitting together. They both turned to look at him when he walked in with the baby carrier, and Grey smiled.

“Oh good,” Grey said. “You didn’t have any issues picking up?” He asked, and Tim shook his head no.

“No, sir. I guess Nolan called ahead because she was ready to go when I got there.” He said.

Grey chuckled. “You look confused, son.”

Tim laughed quietly, sitting down, and placing the car seat at his feet. “I am very confused. When did Lucy have a baby?” He asked, as he bent down and got Tamara out. Tamara gazed up at him as he lifted her up, holding her head in one hand and bum in the other.

“She didn’t,” Grey said. Tim looked at him, confused. Grey sighed. “Look, I’m going to tell you this simply because you need to know why you’re holding a baby that shares a name with your rookie.” He said, and Tim nodded. “When you were on leave for your GSW, Lucy was on patrol with Wrigley. She found a mother OD’d, just hours after having given birth to her.” He said, pointing to Tamara. Tim’s eyes locked onto the tiny infant while Grey spoke.

“Lucy came with her to the hospital, and when DCFS showed up, Lucy asked to take her in, as she is an emergency foster parent. DCFS agreed, and that’s why Lucy went on leave.” He said, and Tim looked at him in shock.

“Oh,” He said, stunned.

Grey nodded. “Yep. Then, 4 weeks ago, she got a call from DCFS stating that they were unable to locate any of her family, and Lucy was given the option to adopt her.”

Tim smiled. “Which she took.” He said, running his thumb over her cheek.

Grey nodded, as Luna sat on the other side of Tim.

“Yes,” Luna said. “And she’s doing a terrific job as a single mother.”

Tim smiled again, moving Tamara closer to his chest. “I have no doubt about that.” He said. “Gosh, she’s so beautiful.” He commented, as Tamara’s eyes fluttered shut.

“That she is,” Grey said. “Look, please don’t be mad with Lucy over hiding this from you. She was just trying to protect Tamara.”

Tim nodded. “I know, and I’m not. But I am going to tell her that I am going to help her, in anyway she needs. I’m her training officer, but also her friend, and I’m going to help her through this.”

#shut the fuck up ava #natashasera #you'll be alright (no one can hurt you now)#the rookie #the rookie fanfiction #chenford #chenford fanfiction #tim bradford #tim bradford fanfiction #lucy chen #lucy chen fanfiction #tamara colins #tw kidnapping #tw near death experience #tw s02e11 Day of Death

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mattsobvimyfav · 2 days

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For Sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo) PT 18

A.n—Hey, y'all, this is gonna be a very, very slow burn. I already have some chapters written, so I will probably fire them quickly. It will be toxic, with angst, smut, and everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

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y/n POV

I dropped Chris off Sunday morning, ignoring all Matt's calls and texts. It was now time for me to go to bed, I grabbed my phone out texting Chris I was driving to school tomorrow but I could drive him if he wanted. I set my alarms and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up with another 3 missed calls and about 15 texts from matt. I turned my phone off and got in the shower to get ready for school. I decided today was a day to look hot since Matt had screwed me over again. I put on sheer black tights with a black tight skirt and white sweater, I threw my hair into a messy half up half down. I grabbed my bag and phone walking downstairs and saying bye to my dad, I slipped on my converse and ran into my car sending Chris a text before leaving.

Once I pulled into the school parking lot I parked next to Olivia and walked towards her car. “Hey babe, you ready to go in?” She asked as she stepped out of her car. “Yeah, Matt made out with Maddy this weekend” Olivia turned to face me with her mouth wide open. “WHAT?” I nodded at her “So I asked Chris to fuck” She slapped my shoulder “Dont spiral” She said wrapping her arm around mine “Yeah, Yeah whatever you say” I giggled.

Matt, Chris, and Nick were standing at my locker “PICKLE YOU LOOK HOT” Chris yelled at me as I walked towards them giggling “Get out of my way, Im going to be late” I pushed Matt out of the way putting in my combo. “Are you going to talk to-” Matt started and I quickly cut him off “Sorry I figured your tongue was held up in Maddy’s mouth” I slammed my locker looking at his shocked reaction before turning and walking away from the boys.

I sat down in through my first two periods completely ignoring everything going on. When I walked into the hall to meet Olivia I saw her with tear streaks, “What's going on?” I asked grabbing her arm “Ask him.” She said pointing to her boyfriend and I immediately knew. “Who was the girl?” I asked her “Kelsey. Look at what she's texting me” Olivia pulled out her phone showing me the nasty texts Kelsey was sending her, calling her names like Olivia had done something wrong “Block her. She does something again tell me. Im not valedictorian, I can do whatever I want” One thing about Olivia, she isn't afraid to fight but I won't let her ruin all the amazing chances she's getting from being so good in school. I turned to Lucas and smacked him across the face “Your a fucking idiot” I said before walking away.

At this point I was pissed off beyond all compare, I love Olivia with all my heart and seeing her so upset is gut wrenching. I spent the entire next to periods trying not to run down the hall and smash Kelseys ugly face in.

I finished the periods getting ready to go to lunch when three people came running down the hallway, Olivia and her two friends “She just called me a fucking bitch and I am about to lose it”

Olivia said and I immediately slammed my locker walking towards where this girls locker is. I saw her and immediately picked up my pace “What's up” I said as I stepped into shoving her to the ground “Wanna be a whore, Ill treat you like one” and right before I could jump on top of her I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist picking me up an pulling me away. “Let go” I yelled before being put down in an empty class room. I turned around making eye contact with Matt and Nick.

“Why would you guys stop me” I said pushing the hair out of my face “You don't need to be suspended right now y/n” Nick said sitting in one of the empty desks “What happened?” Matt asked standing in front of me “Well she got with Livvy’s boyfriend and I had some pent up anger from finding out about you and Maddy” I said rolling my eyes at him “Well this is my cue to leave” Nick said patting my shoulders while he walked out “Matt Im done, you've proven again and again that you an asshole and Im not dealing with it” He looked dumb founded, not knowing what to say “y/n It was a mistake” he said grabbing my arms, I shook him off “Im done Matthew, Im going to lunch” I walked out of the room leaving there going to meet Olivia for lunch.

At the end of the school day I decided to just have Chris over tonight and have Nick and Matt go home because I’d feel bad leaving Matt alone. Chris was walking out with me bothering me about the almost fight “I wish I was there I would've let you fight” He said wrapping his arm around my shoulder “And this is why you are my favorite” we let go getting into my car as he plugged into his phone “What are we doing today?” he asked as I pulled out of the parking spot “Target for snacks, Tj max for clothes, and home for try on haul and movies?” I asked looking at him “Ah, my favorite pass time” I smiled at him while making our way to the store.

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@worldlxvlys @larnieboox88 @luvangelbreak @maryx2xx

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x you #sturniolo #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo x reader #nicolas sturniolo

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specialagentlokitty · 2 years

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Hotch x Daughter!reader - forget and forgive

i have to say that i forgot the plot but i remember it being HotchxDaughter!Reader with hurt/comfort angst. but im not sure what it was abt. so if you want to you can fill that in for yourself! - Anon💜

Sitting on the couch, you looked at all of the food you had set out, it was all cold now. It probably went cold hours ago, but you still held out some hope.

You hadn’t touched any of it, you had watched a few movies and played a few games to pass the time, but as you looked at your phone you sighed to yourself.

“Nearly midnight…” you mumbled.

You had put Jack to bed hours ago after playing some games with him, that’s when you started cooking everything.

You spent nearly two hours cooking it all.

“What a waste…” you mumbled again.

You didn’t bother cleaning up, you decided you could do that in the morning and you turned everything off.

Making sure the door was locked and all the windows were closed, you made your way to your room and just laid in your bed.

You scrolled through your phone for maybe an hour when the front door was unlocked.

“(Y/N)?” Your dad called.

You didn’t reply, and when you heard him walking closer you pretended to be asleep when he knocked on your door.

“Sweetheart?”

Hotch waited on the other side for a reply, but after a few minutes he got worried and opened the door slightly.

You still had you lamp on so he walked over and looked at you.

Asleep.

Pulling your quilt up to cover you, he turned you light off and left your room, making his way over to the living room.

That’s when he saw all the door laid out.

Wrapping it all up he stuck it in the fridge and went to bed himself.

When you woke up in the morning, you showered and changed and stuffed your earphones in as you made your way downstairs.

“(Y/N)!” Jack beamed.

“Hey.” You smiled.

Kissing his head, you made yourself a drink and stood at the sink as you watched your dad cook.

“Pancake?” He smiled.

“No thanks, I’m not hungry.”

“You need to eat breakfast (Y/N). Jack and I are going to the park later to meet the others, want to come? It’s been a while and they’re asking about you.” Hotch smiled.

You shook your head and placed your glass into the sink.

“I’ve already got plans. I’ll be home later.”

Giving Jack a hug, you ruffled his hair.

“See you later bud, have fun.”

Hotch held his arms out but you simply left the kitchen, put your shoes on then left the house.

He didn’t see you for the rest of the day, you replied to his texts very bluntly and you were vague about where you were and what you were doing.

“I don’t get it Dave, she’s never this off with me.”

Rossi looked at his friend.

“Have you don’t anything to upset her?” He asked.

“No. I came home, there was food on the table like her and Jack had a movie night, but they didn’t eat any of it. She never had breakfast, didn’t hug me before she left, and she’s now being vague about what she’s doing and where she is. Usually she tells me everything.”

Derek walked over, hearing the conversation and stood in front of his boss.

“That’s a woman scorned.” Derek said.

“What?” Hotch asked.

“Trust me Hotch, I’d know. That’s a woman who is upset with you. You’ve done something or forgotten something, and she’s just going to wait until you realise it.”

Hotch sighed again, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I’ll talk to her tonight.”

“Just don’t push her, women don’t like it when they’re being pushed.” Emily smiled walking past.

Hotch nodded his head, taking all of their advice into account.

He’d never raised a teenage daughter before, and without Hayley it was even harder. He had no clue what to do half the time, he was trying his best.

Putting it all to the back of his mind, he focused on trying to have a good day with everyone, but it didn’t feel the same without you there.

He wanted you there, his oldest kid, he wanted you to be with them all like the family you were.

When he got home, Jack was tired but wanted to stay awake to tell you all about his day.

“She’ll be home soon okay buddy?”

“I want to tell her now.” Jack pouted.

“You can tell her all about it tomorrow when you have your dinner date with her, okay?” Hotch smiled.

Jack pouted and yawned, but he nodded his head.

Hotch smiled and put Jack to bed, then he went into the living room and waited.

As the hours ticked by he started to get more and more worried, but when you finally rolled in, hours after your curfew he was furious.

“Where were you?” He said sternly.

You looked at him and rubbed your eyes slightly, letting out a long yawn as you kicked your shoes off and hung you jacket up.

“I fell asleep at Mia’s…” you mumbled.

Hotch rose a brow at you.

“You know the rules (Y/N), you have to be home by nine. I understand you’re old enough to know what you’re doing, but you still have rules to follow.”

You just hummed and started to walk up the stairs.

“Not so fast, we still need to talk.”

You stopped and turned around to face your dad, leaning against the wall as you looked at him.

“What’s going on with you?” He asked quietly.

“Nothing. I’m going to bed. Night.”

You started to walk up the stairs.

“(Y/N).”

You stopped and looked at him.

“You know you can talk to me right?”

You didn’t reply, you simply just carried on walking.

For the next few days Hotch kept trying to talk to you, to get you to do things with him, but nothing seemed to work.

On his last day off, he sat on the couch, holding a phot of you and him in his hands, he felt lost.

“Are you okay?” Jack asked softly.

Hotch looked up and smiled at his son, setting the photo aside.

“Of course buddy, what’s up?” He asked.

“Are you sad because (Y/N) wont talk to you?”

Hotch laughed a little.

“Don’t you worry about it.”

Jack nodded his head and went back over to his toys.

“She’s sad to.”

This caught Hotch’s attention.

“Do you know why?”

He knew if there’s one person you might have told it may have been your little brother.

“She said it’s because you don’t keep your word.” Jack replied.

Hotch furrowed his brows a little bit.

Jack got up and padded away, saying he needed to get some more toys.

Again, you came home late, this time as you looked around, you noticed your dad in the living room, setting plates down.

“Movie night?” He asked.

He held a hopefully smile on his face which fell when you shook your head.

“I’m going to bed.”

“Come on, just one movie.” He chuckled.

You didn’t reply and he sighed.

“I’m so sorry I forgot our movie night sweetheart.” He said softly.

You shook your head again.

“You always forget. For months you’ve been forgetting dad. Everything he have planned you forget.”

“I really am sorry, I’ve taken some more time off just to spend it with you. Jack is going to sleep over with Henry for a few days. Anything you want to do we’ll do.”

“That won’t make up for the months you’ve left me behind.”

Hotch flinched at the coldness of your tone, but he could hear the sadness in your voice as well.

“I know (Y/N), I know it won’t. But please let me try, I never meant to hurt you, I guess I got so lost in my work…” he whispered.

You looked at him, the tears in his eyes.

You knew he was trying his best to make it up to you, and you felt bad for being so mean to him but you were hurt and angry with him.

“Please?” He asked.

You sighed and walked over, sitting on the couch.

“One movie.”

“Thank you, you pick.”

You nodded and stuck your favourite film on.

You didn’t really say much, and neither did Hotch, he was just glad that you decided to stay with him.

At some point you started drifting off to sleep, your head on your dads shoulder as you curled yourself up.

“You never finish a whole film.” He chuckled.

Grabbing the blanket, he covered you up with it and kissed the top of your head.

“I love you (Y/N).” He whispered.

You smiled softly, and playfully hit his arm.

“I love you too dad…” you whispered.

You went quiet for a few minutes.

“And I forgive you…”

With that, you drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face, happy to finally spend some time with your dad

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds imagine #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner #aaron x reader

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steinfellds · 2 years

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could you do an america chavez fic where its just a fluffy love confession with a little bit of angst.

Yours Now

Pairing: America x Fem!Reader

1K Words

/ masterlist / / a.c masterlist /

You weren’t a jealous person. Well, you mean, you are a little but only over one person. America Chavez. She has been your crush since you were 8 years old. You were positive that she didn’t like you back, so you never mentioned your crush to her.

Every time she got with a girl; you were always hurt. You never showed your hurt towards her though, you always kept it hidden.

You sighed loudly, flopping down on America’s bed, making her laugh at how dramatic you are.

“Tough day?” She asked, scooting closer to you so she could see you.

You nodded. Even though you were one of the youngest Avengers, they still made you spar with one of their best fighters, Natasha. God was she rough on you. You reckon you had gathered 5 bruises from sparring with her today.

“I think I’m dying.” You groaned when America pressed on your bruised thigh.

“Oh, she got you good. That’s a big one.” America muttered, lightly running her fingers along your stomach.

“She’s so mean to me.” You pouted.

America laughed, pulling herself up to lean against the bed head. “You’re a big baby.”

You shook your head with a smile. You loved America’s laugh. It had to be one of your favourite sounds.

“We should watch all the Descendant movies later.” You moved yourself closer to America and rested your head on her thigh.

America hummed, “If Stephen doesn’t want me to train with him, yes.”

Stephen did want America to train with him. You still really wanted to watch a movie with her, so you stayed up till 9pm until she came back to her room.

You were half asleep when America barraged through the doors, tears rolling down her face.

Your head shot up from the pillow when you felt America curl into your side and hide her face into your neck. Her sobs filled the room.

“Hey, hey. You okay? What happen?”

America shook her head, unable to get any words out through her cries.

“Breathe, America.” You scratched the back of her neck with your fingers. “Are you hurt? Talk to me.”

“She- she cheated on me.” She cried out.

America has been dating a girl called Angela for the past 7 months. You always felt this weird vibe coming from her.

“I found out because I tried opening a portal to her and saw her making out with her best friend!” She exclaimed, her grip around you tightening.

You didn’t know what to say so you kept running your fingers up to her neck and down her back to calm her down. 15 minutes later, she was passed out on her chest from all the crying.

Her phone that was sitting on her nightstand started to blow up from text messages.

my girl <;3: america im so so sorry. i swear we are just friends. her boyfriend broke up with her and she needed a distraction

my girl <;3: can you come over? i want to talk about it

You scoffed at her messages.

my girl <;3: stop leaving me on read

You quickly picked up America’s phone and snapped a photo of America sleeping on your chest.

You: sorry, shes sleeping rn

You giggled at yourself. You sounded like one of those over-protective, toxic male best friends but you didn’t really care.

You weren’t sure when you drifted off to sleep but you woke up to America softly shaking your shoulder.

“Y/n?” She whispered.

“Yeah?” You groaned, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“Can I kiss you?”

Your brain didn’t even fully understand her question until her soft lips were on yours. You immediately reciprocated the kiss.

You kept mentally telling yourself, “You’re just a rebound, you’re just a rebound.” But you couldn’t pull away. You’ve wanted to kiss her for so many years, and it was finally happening.

“I love you, Y/n.” America whispered when you both broke apart for air.

You shook your head with a sad laugh, “We shouldn’t have done that. You’re just using me as a distraction to take that pain away.”

America pressed her forehead against yours, sighing softly “I’m not using you as a distraction, Y/N/N.”

You scoffed, “Your girlfriend just cheated on you and now you’re kissing me? Yeah, right.”

America placed her hand on your cheek and looked you in the eye. “She was the distraction.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “What?”

You swear America was head over heels for Angela. She would constantly talk about her to you, was always facetiming her or going on cute little dates. No way did you believe she was just a distraction.

“She was a distraction. I mean, I did love her but not as much as I should have.” America explained, almost like it was obvious. “And I know that sounds extremely evil of me but when I was dating her, I didn’t realise I was using her as a distraction until she cheated on me.”

“You literally get every girl you want, why are you using her as a distraction?”

America glanced away from you and sucked in a breath, “I didn’t get one girl.”

“Who?”

“You.”

You stared at her in shock. Was she being serious? Or was she just messing with you. It felt impossible that the girl you’ve liked for half your life likes you back.

“You expect me to believe that you like me?” You acted defensive in case she was just lying to embarrass you.

America nodded, “I love everything about you. I love your voice, the way you laugh. I love whenever you crack those stupid, stupid jokes. You’re just so perfect and so fucking beautiful, Y/n.” Her lips curled into a smile at the bright blush that covered your face.

“Then why didn’t you ask me out?”

“The only reason why I didn’t ask you out was because I thought you were straight. You never mentioned a girl and every time I bought a girl around, you acted sour. I thought you were kinda homophobic.”

Your jaw dropped, “Me?! Homophobic? Gosh, America. I’m offended, I’m literally gay!”

America grinned and shook her head, “Then will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes.” You answered in a heartbeat.

America squealed in excitement, kissing your face repeatedly. You laughed, rolling over so she was laying on top of you.

“I still can’t believe you thought I was homophobic AND straight.”

America laughed, “I’m sorryyy. How can I make it up?”

You thought for a moment, “Watching all three Descendant movies with me?”

“Deal."

#america chavez x reader #america chavez x you #america chavez x y/n #america x reader #america x you #america x y/n #america chavez fluff #america chavez angst #america chavez imagine #america fluff

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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years

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baby scarab || 25

@impossiblealice - My brain keeps asking how pissed Layla's going to be when she finds out what happened and she never got a phone call.

Does Marc want more trouble?

because she knows he'll heal and he has not even text'd her.

And Layla cares.

It's a oh I'm not mad at you little scarab, but him, yeah he should run.

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@rjwinterfell - hello! for the baby scarab series - I think an interesting concept could be around the character not knowing their own strength after being bit by the spider? nothing graphic probably, but if the character got exceedingly angry and accidentally broke a stone kitchen counter or something dramatic like that I think it could be really cool!!

I believe there's a comic out there where a villain takes over peter Parkers body, goes to mess up spidermans reputation, and realizes that Peter has been pulling his punches (after going full force on someone's jaw, which they no longer had.....yeah). that's where the idea came from.

loving the series so far!! if you decide not to use this, I totally get it 🙂👍

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anon - Holy shit you’re a great writer! Could you write something where reader gets hurt doing spidey stuff but doesn’t tell the MK boys cause they told her to not sneak out and she’s once again scared they’re gonna be angry, but somehow they find out anyways

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A/N : thank you all for the compliments!! im happy so many people like my writing <3

another action filled chapter :)

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : layla mad lol

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, marc being overprotective, casper being a fanboy, just general angst(?), violence. let me know if i missed anything

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you contently woke up with jake, him having his hat down over his eyes while one of his arms held you close to him.

last night was you two just catching up, and munching on the amazing bread that grace made.

you yawn silently and snuggle into jakes chest as he continues to sleep peacefully.

he told you that he disappeared for a while after the incident because you saw him killing all those guys.

he thought you were scared of him.

but after hearing you ask for him over and over, he pushed that thought to the back of his head.

and he was glad he did, because now everything is almost how it was before.

you heard a phone start ringing, and it made you jump and jake woke up when you did in surprise.

you look down to the nightstand and see that the guys’ phone was now lit up with a picture of layla and her contact name, while the green button pierced into your eyes.

you were about to reach for the phone when jake blocks your hand and shakes his head.

you purse your lips as it stops ringing, seeing that there are over 10 missed calls from her and many texts.

“i thought marc would have talked to her- he said he would” you glare at the mirror on the nightstand.

“well spector is known to be a pathological liar-“

“i am not” marc tells you, and you look back at the phone to see that layla is calling again.

you see marc and jake shaking their heads at you, and when you go to reach for it, jake grabs your arm again to prevent you from doing so.

“well isn’t someone going to answer?” you ask rhetorically, and you see no movement.

you scoff. “forget this” you mutter, shoving jakes hand off you to web it down to the bed, and you scramble to grab the phone before he can yank you back with his free hand.

“no- hey! come fix this!” jake exclaims as he tries to get his hand off the bed, and gets even more annoyed when you shoot a web out at the other one too.

“y/n, te vas a arrepentir de eso” jake says darkly and you just smile at him, besides you don’t even know what he even said.

you pick up the phone and answer it right before it goes to voicemail again.

“MARC?!” is the first thing you hear.

you pull the phone from your ear for a second, then decide to speak. “marc’s not exactly available right now” you say into the phone and wave to jake who’s still trying to yank his hands off the bed.

“oh- y/n!” layla starts surprised. “sorry for yelling, that was for marc.” she apologizes and you chuckle.

“it’s fine” you say, and you hear her sigh in relief.

“i was calling to say that i’m in the elevator now, so that he can explain all the shit he’s been dodging whenever i talk to him” she rants and you nod, even though you know she can’t see you.

“oh, alright.” you begin. “i’ll see you in a minute then”

layla laughs. “see you in a minute” and then she hangs up.

you look back at jake, who was just sitting still while glaring at you.

you roll your eyes, tossing the phone on the bed and yanking the webs off his hands like they weren’t even stuck in the first place.

“marc, i would summon the suit, laylas in the elevator and she’s mad” you say to the mirror while jake continues to just glare at you.

“oh my god, she’s here?!” he then fronts out of reflex, and he looks around frantically.

“you have to hide me” he tells you, getting up and grabbing your shoulders.

“no, just go face your fears.” you shove him towards the door, and as if on cue, layla is knocking at the door.

you dramatically gasp and put a hand to your chest. “now who could that be?” you ask sarcastically and marc flicks you in the forehead and walks towards the door, muttering curses and then opening it, only to be met with laylas fist to his stomach.

marc groans as he backs up, layla stepping in and kicking the door closed.

you look at both of them with wide eyes, and they soften when layla comes towards you.

“oh, there are bruises all over you..” she observes, referring to the still fading bruises littered on your cheeks.

she takes your face in her hands and she turns to glare at marc. “is this why you refused to answer me?” she asks marc, who’s still recovering from the punch.

he just nods regretfully, and layla turns back to you, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face.

“are you okay?” she asks and you nod, earning a sigh of relief from her.

“no thanks to marc i’m guessing?” she asks, but you furrow your brows.

“no actually-“

she sighs. “i know, he probably saved you from whatever, but i’m still mad he didn’t even tell me!” she begins to raise her voice, but keeping a soft look on her face while she looks at you.

“i could’ve helped!” she exclaims, and she gently lets go of you to walk back to marc.

she hits him in the shoulder while you stand there gaping at the exchange from a couple feet away.

marc was just taking the hits, barely putting effort into shielding himself.

he knew she was angry at him- and trying to get her to stop smacking him just fuels the fire.

“do you see her face?” she points to you who freezes on the spot.

“you couldn’t be bothered to tell me! what else happened?” she demands and both you and marc exchange looks before he sighs.

“i will explain everything, just stop hitting me” marc says and layla hesitantly nods.

marc moves to sit at the table in the kitchen, layla following and doing the same, and eventually you walk over too.

“layla, i’m.. sorry i didn’t tell you anything” marc apologizes and layla softens her expression.

“you know i don’t like secrets” layla tells him, while you sit down beside marc.

“just as long as nothing too serious happened, we won’t have trouble” she says more sternly while you and marc wince.

“actually.. it’s kinda serious” you cut in, and layla gives marc a look.

“well then, what the hell happened?” layla grits out at marc.

he sighs and sends you a quick glare. “she was kidnapped” marc says quietly, and layla puts a hand over her mouth in shock.

“oh my..” she can’t get too many words out as she looks to you in a worried manner.

“are you okay?!” she exclaims, and you nod quickly.

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine” you assure her and send her a small smile.

“we also have some.. interesting news” marc says and layla nods as if saying, ‘go on’.

marc takes a breath and looks to you for a split second.

“we know who y/n’s birth parents are” he starts.

“oh- that’s-“ layla starts but is interrupted.

“but- first off, they are both dead” marc says quietly and you nod, looking down at the first mention of your parents.

“and the second?” layla asks, and marc hesitates in speaking but does so anyways, moving to hold your hand under the table.

“y/n’s father.. he’s..” he takes another breath. “let’s just say he tried to release ammit” he says, not wanting to say his name.

layla looks between the both of you in shock.

“he’s.. he’s her father?” she asks quietly, both you and marc nodding.

“how could such a sweet girl have such a terrible father?” she asks, and send you a small smile.

“you look at me” layla orders, so you do.

“knowing who your dad is doesn’t change who you are” she pauses. “got it?” she asks and you nod quickly.

“good, now forget about him, alright?” she says and you nod, while marc sends you a pleading look.

“i certainly will try” you assure her and she nods, turning to marc with a glare.

she takes one of marc’s ears into her hand, yanking him towards her while he lets out a chorus of ‘ow’s’.

you watch the interaction with a smile, leaning your chin on your fist.

“see? was it really so hard to just tell me what happened? huh?” she pulls on his ear harder, and marc lets out a groan of pain.

“no- no, it wasn’t” he starts. “no more secrets- let go” he takes her hand off him and sits back up straight to glare at her, who is smiling.

he looks to you who is entertained, and he scoffs.

“you guys are so mean” he mutters, and you snicker.

you notice a change in demeanor and it signals that steven is now fronting.

“hello layla, lovely morning isn’t it?” he ask sarcastically, rubbing his sore ear as layla smiles in pride.

she nods and you make a face. “it’s ‘innit’” you correct steven and he shakes his head.

“it’s not, don’t feed into stereotypes” he complains, letting go of your hand to swat you in the shoulder.

“anyways, what are you guys hungry for?”

~~~

you steven and layla all peacefully ate breakfast together.

and it was right when you all finished that khonshu appeared, layla being a bit confused at first when you turned to look at thin air.

“you two are needed in libya-“

“no” marc interrupts, shaking his head from the mirror.

khonshu sighs and shakes his bony head.

“it’s either you go there, or they come here” he says and marc groans.

“are you kidding me? i cant leave y/n here by herself” marc says, and you make a look at the mirror.

“you can and you will” you squint your eyes at him.

“what’s he saying?” layla asks, knowing full well that you’re talking to marc.

“just that he doesn’t want to leave to libya with you” you shrug.

“that’s not what i said-“

“he what?” layla rolls her eyes, and looks up at the ceiling.

you sense a new presence in the room and get confused. layla notices this and smiles while pointing behind you.

you slowly turn around, and see a literal hippo lady, and you jump back out of your chair.

you let out a gasp in realization. “that’s taweret-“ you point at the hippo and steven chuckles.

“you’re having a better reaction than we did” he tells you and marc shakes his head.

“you said we wouldn’t talk about it” marc murmurs while you stare at the goddess.

her ears flick. “hi” she waves with a smile and you hesitate in waving back, but do so anyways.

taweret turns to layla. “where to?” she asks while marc and steven are quietly arguing about something, jake staying quiet but still present.

“libya, and soon before whoever we’re facing comes here” she answers, standing up beside steven.

marc then fronts and turns to you. “kid, you gotta promise me something, okay?” he says, coming a bit closer.

“yeah, what is it?” you ask.

“i have to go- we have to go” he starts. “i don’t exactly have a choice” he turns to glare a khonshu.

“so while we’re gone don’t leave this apartment, keep the doors and windows locked, curtains closed and all that” he begins while you nod.

“you know where the food is, so help yourself” he takes a breath.

“and call me if you need me, or just if you want to” he finishes quickly, and you purse your lips.

“i’ll be fine” you shrug. “that was a one time thing” you joke, and he gives you a look.

“sorry” you say and he softens the expression on his face.

“it’s fine, just.. stay safe, okay?” he asks and you nod.

“you too” you start, looking to layla behind him. “both of you” you clarify.

marc backs up from you as the suit envelopes his body, the mask not on yet, the same with layla, which you’re in awe at because you’ve actually never seen her suit before.

“this is not fair. i want a cool suit” you complain, and the two chuckle.

“see you later, kiddo” layla says, both of the adults leaving towards the door.

“go wait in the car, i’ll catch up” marc mutters to layla, who nods and leaves through the front door.

marc comes back to you, and gives you a quick hug and holding you by your shoulders.

“don’t miss me too much” he says and you snort.

“speak for yourself” you retort and he scoffs, sending you one last smile, backing up again towards the door.

“lock the door” was the last thing he said before shutting it behind him, and you hear his retreating footsteps down the hall.

you sigh and look around the room, seeing that taweret and khonshu were both gone now too.

“well now what?” you ask yourself, knowing that nobody was going to answer.

you shake your head to yourself and let out a breath.

~~~

you settled for cleaning up the kitchen.

yes, you, cleaning. it was because the guys were usually tired by the time they came back, and they would feel better if they came home to a clean house.

you’d washed all the dishes, cleaned off all the tables and counters, threw away all the pop tart wrappers you had hidden around, just stuff like that.

and now you were watching the news, pretty boring i know, but you had nothing better to do.

or did you?

you heard something outside the building, in the direction of the alleyway with your enhanced hearing.

your spidey senses ring in your head as you get up to look out the window, carefully peeling back the curtain just a smidge.

there were two people. a man and a woman, both in all black with ski masks on, pointing across the street to the convenience store.

they were totally planning on robbing that building.

no doubt.

you shut the curtain again, gathering your thoughts in your head.

you could either stay here and be the reason that nobody stopped these guys from robbing a convenience store, or you could stop them and be in a lot of trouble with marc.

you ponder your options and pick the obvious.

stopping them of course, if you got them to stay in the alley nobody would know it was you.

you make your way over to the door quickly, opening it as fast as you shut it, rushing over a couple doors down to your place.

you got in and changed into your ‘suit’ in record time.

you left, locked the door again and decided to leave out of the open window at the end of the hall, to avoid people looking at you from the lobby downstairs.

you silently pull your mask up over your mouth and nose, along with the goggles over your eyes and hood over your head.

you crawl down the walls into the alley, seeing the two people with their backs to you.

you squint your eyes at them, seeing a gun on each of their figures.

you hop down off the wall, and behind the dumpster, to which they heard your feet hit the ground.

“did you hear that?” you hear the woman start. “who’s there?!” she exclaims, and you hear her coming closer.

she darts over so that she’s now pointing her gun at you, and you jump up above her before she can shoot you, and you land behind her.

the man however, comes over as well and pulls his gun out.

the woman turns around, now two guns are pointed at you.

you slowly raise your hands, and your thankful they don’t shoot.

“on the ground” the man says, and you slowly get down on one knee, just to shoot a web at both the guns and yanking them towards you.

then, it was the bad guys who had their hands up.

you chuckle to yourself and turn the safety on both of the guns.

“do either of you have a phone?” you ask, and the woman nods while the man shakes his head.

“call the police, will ya?” you start. “i don’t know how long i can be out here” you finish, the woman just slowly taking the phone out of her pocket.

what you could sense in time, is the fact that she was about to chuck it at your face, as a distraction so that they could run to their getaway car.

the edge of the phone hit you in the nose, making your eyes water as you blink away tears from behind the goggles.

you immediately shoot your head towards the two people who are getting in a small black car, and you throw the guns down to run after them.

the car skids into the street, going well over the speed limit while you run out into the road and shoot a web out at a light post, swinging on it to catch up to the car.

you kept doing that, and every time they took a turn they got even farther away from you.

you try to ignore the people down on the sidewalks shouting in surprise at seeing someone swinging around on spiderwebs while chasing a car.

and you also try to ignore the many people honking their horns every time you get close to the ground.

you don’t know how far you are away from home- but as long as you get there before marc you’d be fine.

except you had no idea when that was.

the car kept going, faster and faster and almost hitting other cars while trying to get away.

you notice how the car doesn’t even come close to stopping when it comes up on a like of stopped ones at a red light and you panic, dropping to the ground before shooting two webs out, and trying to stop the car from hitting them.

the car slows a little, your feet dragging on the ground as you try to keep them planted into it.

you let out a pained groan as you feel like your arms are going to be ripped off.

you keep pulling, determined to not let this car hit anything as the tires spun while smoke formed under them.

you feel the pressure stop, meaning the car has too and you become curious.

your spidey senses ring in your head once again, but you have no idea what for, so you look around, darting your eyes around the street.

it was too late when you turned back to the car.

it was reversing towards you, and your reaction time wasn’t fast enough as it slams into you, your ribs taking the most of the hit.

you get thrown back, the back of your head hitting the concrete below you.

you lift your head up shakily and put a hand to your ribs, watching the car get away.

you sigh disappointedly, looking around at the bystanders all pointing cameras at you or just staring.

‘shit’

you get up, almost tripping over your feet as you painfully sprint to the nearest alleyway, trying to hide from anyone and everyone.

you clutch your side, feeling something soaking through both of the pieces of fabric.

you shakily lift your hand, seeing a small patch of blood on your shirt.

you mutter curses while you put your hand back over it, looking around and recognizing the alley.

‘this is the alley right next to casper’s house..’

you realize, and you look up and see the fire escape that connects to his rooms window.

you think about it for a second, and decide to force yourself up the stairs, slowly so that you don’t hurt yourself too much.

after managing to limp all the way up the stairs, you peer through the window and see that casper is writing something in a notebook, one of his earbuds in his ear.

you knock on the window, not gaining his attention the first time, but the second, he jumps up and looks at you with wide eyes.

you wave while still clutching your side while casper yanks his earbud out of his ear to make his way to the window, unlocking it and sliding it open.

“woahhhh, you’re the spider vigilante” he says and you chuckle from behind the mask.

“can i uh.. can i come in?” you ask and he nods slowly, moving out of the way so that you could maneuver yourself so that you’re now standing in his room.

“why are you- why are you here?” he asks quickly and quietly, going to his door to close it.

“if my mom or my sister sees you they’ll freak out” he whisper yells at you and you shake your head, taking in a wheezing breath.

“casper, you can’t tell anyone about what you’re going to see” you say and he looks nervous, coming back to you.

“are you alright? you look hurt” he ignores you and he points to your hand that’s still pressing down on your wound.

“casper” you say impatiently, and he looks at you wide eyed again.

“how do you know my name?” he asks and you hold a hand up, skipping your hood off so that you can get the goggles off, tossing them on the windowsill, avoiding the plants that sit there.

casper looks worried as you unhook the mask from your ears, and he gasps once he sees your face, now with a guilty smile on it.

“surprise” you quietly sing out, and he stand there while trying to figure out what to say.

“you’re- you’re the- oh my god it’s you!” he whisper shouts and you nod.

“please calm down, i need help and i didn’t think i could make it home in time i-“

“what happened? of course i can help you” he says quickly and you tilt your head at him.

“i stopped a robbery before it could happen but they got away after they hit me with their car” you explain quickly and casper gasps again.

“you got hit with a car?!”

“yes, now keep it down” you start. “do you have alcohol and some gauze?” you ask and he nods.

“what kind of alcohol do you want? i think my dad has some vodka locked up somewhere” he jokes but you just give him a deadpan look.

he looks down embarrassed and nods. “right, yeah i have some” he mutters, leaving the room for a quick minute.

you stay put, just moving to sit on the edge of his bed, lifting your hand to see that the only blood that was shed was now dried into your shirt.

you sigh in relief that you weren’t actively bleeding, but regret it as it hurts a little to breath.

casper comes back in, a bottle of half full alcohol, gauze and a small black towel.

“i hope this is good enough, because it’s all we got” he chuckles, setting it all down next to you on the bed.

“please don’t get blood on my sheets, my mom will lose her shit” you both share a laugh and you pick up the small towel and the alcohol.

you lift up your shirt, seeing a decent sized cut right under your right side of ribs.

you hear casper gasp, and see that he’s staring at your wound with a hand over his mouth.

“are you sure you’re okay?” he asks and you nod.

“do you need help?” he asks again and this time you don’t respond, you just soak the towel in the alcohol before lifting your shirt again.

you hesitate before pressing it against the open cut, but do so anyways while biting your lip to keep from making any noise.

casper winces and moves to sit next to you on the bed, watching you carefully.

“you never answered me, you know” he says, while you keep dabbing at the dirty cut.

“i don’t need help” you say, and he snorts.

“sure you don’t” he sarcastically says, and he reaches a hand out, as if saying he could help you.

you look at him with questioning eyes. “do you even know how to do this?” you ask and he nods.

“after the last day of school, i actually have been watching youtube tutorials” he says matter of factly.

“really? and that makes you a doctor?” you ask sarcastically.

“a male nurse actually” he laughs at his own joke while you smile at him, letting him take the towel from your hand as you get a better grip on your shirt.

you’re glad he wasn’t.. that type of person to get a nosebleed whenever he sees a little above a woman’s bare waist.

casper just thought of this whole thing as helping a friend, and besides he couldn’t get past the fact that you were the spider vigilante.

well plus the fact that you had a deep-ish cut on your ribs.

he runs the towel over the cut gently and mutters apologies every time you jerk away from it.

he eventually cleaned the whole thing off, and you sighed in relief as he was using medical tape to secure a piece of gauze over the cut.

he was too focused on helping you that he couldn’t notice the fact that you were staring at him.

not in a creepy way though, it’s just that you really were grateful for what he was doing for you.

he didn’t have to do this- you didn’t ask him to- he wanted to.

he wanted to help you.

casper looks back up at you. “i think this should be good, do you need me to walk you home?” he asks, trailing of his sentence when he notices your stare.

“you should really be more careful” he says, and you see his eyes flicker from your e/c eyes to your lips for a split second.

he notices that you saw it because of the smirk that formed on your face, and his face turned beet red.

“ohmygod i’m sorry” he murmurs, getting up and moving to grab your goggles and mask, handing them to you.

“are you good to go? it’s be hard to explain to mom what exactly is going on here” you both laugh.

“yeah, marc’s going to kill me if i’m not there” you cringe and stand up with the help of casper, who had his elbow hooked with yours.

“be careful okay? please go straight home” he tells you and you nod, lifting your legs up to crouch on the windowsill, careful to not knock over any of the plants.

“we can talk about the whole spider thing when you’re better, okay?” casper says in a stern voice and you smile.

“i’d want nothing more” you say and you put the goggles on so that they are resting on your head, and the mask down under your chin, hood now over your head again.

“hydrogen peroxide will help with the stain” he gestures to the dried blood on your shirt.

“thanks” you tilt your head at him, and quickly grasping the collar of his shirt and bringing his face close to yours.

“you know, for helping me out” you continue your sentence, kissing him on the cheek and letting go, throwing your legs over the windowsill to face outside.

“i’ll see you around” you give him a two fingered salute, hopping down on the fire escape without giving casper a chance to respond.

after you made your way down, him watching to make sure you didn’t fall down the stairs, he brought a hand to his cheek and sighed.

once he saw you leave the alley safely, goggles and mask on, he cleaned up the mess you guys made, putting the dirty towel in his laundry basket and hid the alcohol and spare gauze under a notebook in his nightstand.

casper sat down on his bed, thinking about the short confusing time he just spent with you.

he mentally says ‘fuck it’ and flops down on his bed, laying down on his back as he brings a pillow to his face, letting out a short scream.

he takes the pillow off his face, and gathers himself before going back to his desk, writing more to calm himself.

‘what a day’

~~~

you felt more smug than ever.

you knew full well how you made casper feel, and maybe you felt the same.

you couldn’t worry about that now, you just had to get home before anyone sees you and especially before marc gets back.

you got back fairly quick, thanks to casper.

you already felt yourself healing, which was one of the things you loved about the spider bite.

you climb back up the wall, being thankful that nobody really saw you as you slide into the window and listen for if anyone is coming in your direction.

it was clear, not a single noise on your floor, so you take that as a silent win.

you sneak back into your place, change back into your clothes in record time, being careful of the cut of course, and slipping back out into marc’s place.

you lock the door and let out a sigh of relief.

but all that goes to shit when you turn around and see marc sitting at the kitchen table, glaring in your direction.

the shock took over you and you accidentally crushed the doorknob into the shape of your fist.

you chuckled to yourself in embarrassment, and made sure the door could still open, and when it did you went to close it just to have it slam shut, making cracks in the wall and splinters fly off the wooden door.

you just let go of the whole thing after that as you turn back to marc.

not a word is said, you just freeze by the door while marc looks up at you and stands up slowly.

you stare down at the ground, your fingers messing with your sleeves.

“where were you?” he asks lowly and you don’t answer as he gets closer.

“i’ll ask you again” he starts, getting close enough to look down at you. “where were you?” he asks again.

you take a shaky breath and look up at him slowly. “i couldn’t help it” you shake your head, and you feel yourself tear up.

“i had to stop them- i couldn’t just sit here and watch as they robbed the store” you said quickly and marc’s expression softened slightly.

“i knew i could stop them and i did.” you take another breath, wiping feverishly at your eyes.

“there are police for a reason. they could’ve stopped it just as well as you” marc argues and you blink away more tears that you refused to let fall.

“but i have these.. these abilities for a reason.” you retort and marc raises an eyebrow. “to do good. and that’s what i did” you said.

marc sighs and is about to speak when he’s interrupted. “she’s right.” jake says, and you look at the mirror to your right in surprise.

“she also fails to mention that she stopped the getaway car from ramming into traffic” jake shrugs and you get confused.

“how’d you..”

“oh, you left the news on” jake points to the tv, so both you and marc turn to it, and you see a video taken of yourself pulling the car away from traffic with your webs and your bare hands.

“several witnesses argue that this new vigilante is indeed not harmful at all, and is just trying to help” a news reporter states, and a camera cuts to a lady, probably an interview.

“yeah, this spider lady just kinda swung in and pulled the car away from traffic” she starts, smiling to herself. “i’m glad she did, because if she wasn’t there, that car would’ve hit me” she finishes, the cameras cutting back to more footage.

marc turns to you, still having a stern look on his face. “i can’t stop you. can i?” he states more than questions.

you don’t answer, but that gives him plenty of information.

“i’ll offer you a deal” he says and you look up at him.

“you can’t go out by yourself” he starts, already regretting his words. “but when i go patrolling, you can… you can come with us” he says quietly and you stare up at him with wide eyes.

“BUT- only once a week” he says and you nod quickly.

“i can’t believe i just said that” he mutters, flinching from surprise when you threw your arms around him.

“thankyouthankyouthankyou” you chant, marc chuckling as he brings a hand up to pat your back.

“i’m still.. angry at your decision though” marc says and you cringe, pulling away from him.

“i’ll make it up to you, whatever you want” you say a bit too quickly and he laughs again.

“just.. please don’t go out without me” he starts. “i mean it”

you nod sadly. “i promise i won’t” you say and marc sighs.

“enough of this- did you get hurt at all?” he asks and you shake your head.

“nope. just a car chase” you lie.

marc seemed to believe you, and he smiled at you.

“now let’s talk about how you stopped a car from ramming into traffic” steven cuts in excitedly, and you chuckle again.

that night, you told the guys exactly what happened, excusing the part with the guns and when you got hit by a car, oh and don’t forget you going to casper’s place and telling him about your secret identity.

but everything else, you told them.

steven was amazed, being honest. you being a 16 year old girl pulling a car to a stop with just some spider webs? amazing. he also told you not to worry about the door and the wall- he’d figure something out.

jake was just plain impressed. he knew you had potential to do this type of thing, he even told you so. he believed that if you really put your kind to it, you could be a great hero.

now marc, marc was still mad. well- not mad but disappointed. he just didn’t want you getting hurt, since you’ve already been through so much. he didn’t want a repeat of the incident. he didn’t know if someone out there has been looking for you either.

you assured them that you could take care of yourself.

you can, and you will.

and it’s like what jake had told you before you all headed to bed.

“you can be such a great little hero, little spiderling”

of course you smacked him in the arm for that- but he didn’t mind.

he didn’t mind because it was you.

none of them minded.

because it was you.

~~~

A/N : again- couldve delivered the requests better but oh well. hope you all liked it and ill see you all on tuesday!! :) <3

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