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pockou · 3 years

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skin ⤻ chpt. one

— pairings: jean kirschtein x fem bodied nb!reader

— warnings: none for now

— summary: after reuniting with your childhood bestfriend, jean and a long heated night together you establish a friends with benefits relationship. what could go wrong?

— modern au

— wc: 2.6k

— a/n: sorry nothing really happened, this is really just me setting things up !

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After a long and stressful day with work, you finally arrived home. The first thing that crossed your mind was letting your mother know you’d be skipping out on brunch with her and some old friends the next afternoon so you could catch up on some much needed sleep. You removed your shoes and wiped the small bit of sweat which was accumulating on your forehead, outside felt like a heatwave being it was nearing the peak of summer, work has been pretty busy lately with all the moms coming in and demanding for you to restock the pool noodles — which obviously you had no control over just being a mere cashier. You never knew how stressful it could be just standing behind a counter all day, which you didn’t take into account is the long and blistering walk home. Maybe a summer job wasn’t the best choice?

“Oh hey Mom!” Your mom was just passing by with a laundry basket in hand, probably heading to clean clothes for tomorrow.

“Hi Y/N, how was work?”

“Long.” You filled a cup of cold apple juice up before turning back over to her, “By the way, I can’t go with you and dad to brunch tomorrow. I’m pooped and need some extra sleep.”

“Y/N, you can’t skip out, I understand you’re tired but an old friend who you’ll probably be happy to see is going to be there, and i’ll make sure you don’t miss him, he’s rarely in town anymore.”

“He?” You tried to think of all the guys who’ve came into your life which your parents took a liking to, there were a few but not any you really would want to see.

“Yes, he. Now get showered you smell like clorax and sweat!”

“Jeez Mom way to put it lightly!” You both laughed together, these moments definitely made you glad you decided to move back for the summer and stay off of campus. You picked up your phone after it buzzed and saw an incoming follow request from “Jean Kirschtein” the name rang a bell but ultimately you chose to ignore it and decline. You decided to fix the obvious awful scent which was coming from you and headed to shower.

You looked at the array of bath soaps, body scrubs and shampoos you and your mom shared, you picked up the ‘vanilla mint’ scent which always brought comfort to you for some odd reason, it just has for as long as you could remember. After massaging your head with shampoo and conditioner you shaved your legs until you were satisfied with the outcome and jumped out of the shower. Noticing the time after you went to pause your music you realized just how long you took, it was already past seven pm and your dad should be home, hopefully with dinner. Before leaving, you moisturized your legs and added an acne serum to your face, gently patting it into your cheeks and forehead. You just threw on some boxer-like shorts and one of your dads old band tees and peeked into the kitchen.

“Hey darling.”

“Hey Dad, did you pick up dinner?” You leaned over the counter giggling at your mothers antics, being she was behind your father mocking him.

“Yes I did, burritos good? There’s this new joint by the office.”

“Sick, thanks dad! I’ll set the table, love you.” You pecked his cheek before grabbing plates and cups for the three of you, you hadn’t remembered the last time you ate, it probably was around eleven when you had your lunch breaks. Which you believed to be a bit too early for lunch. You smiled widely at both of your parents as they sat down at the table.

“What do you guys want to drink? I’ll go get somethin’ for us all.”

“I’ll just have a water pumpkin.” You took your dads cup and gave him a thumbs up then looked to your mother.

“I still have my protein shake i’ll be fine!”

“Mkay!” You took yours and your dads cups and filled them about halfway with water, adding a bit of lemon and ice to yours, “Dad do ya want ice?”

“Sure, thank you. Now hurry up your foods getting cold!” You shuffled back over to the table handing your dad his iced water and flashing him a shiny smile.

“Thanks again!” After that you dug into your dinner and the whole meal was filled with your dad telling you and your mom about people calling in asking for help with computers and you telling them about annoying people you had to deal with and, of course your mom complaining about Amy from her yoga class.

By the time you all died down and your mom mentioned you should all get some sleep so you’d all be in good moods for brunch in the morning, inevitably you gave up in trying to skip out due to your moms persistence to join them. You walked into your room to be greeted by the warmth and comfort it always gave off to you, you grabbed your phone and plopped onto your bed ready to finally wind down and relax after such a long day. Your eyes got heavy and you felts drowsy before you gave in and fell into a deep sleep. You dreamed of the same boy you had been for a while, he was cute, really cute and he always brought comfort to you. This dream always took place in a pre-k classroom, playing will blocks and legos and the smell of popcorn and juice in the air. He always came up with a smile on his face which was missing one of his front teeth already, some spaghetti sauce around his mouth and asking if you wanted to play tag. But everytime before you said yes, you always woke up and you were no longer in a carefree mindset like a child and that boy was never there all that was there was a loud ‘beep beep beep’ sound ringing in your ears which never failed to wake you up right at ten thirty am.

This time your mom was also in your room, rummaging throughout your dresser drawers. She was humming the same song she used to sing you to sleep with which always made you smile. You whined as you sat up stretching.

“Morning honey, can you wear this today?” She had just a white tee and a jean shorts pretty simple and nice to wear in the summer.

“Sure that’s fine, how much time do I have?”

“Around an hour or so, make sure you hurry please I don’t wanna be late.”

“Mkay, by the way when do I getta know who this wonderboy is?”

“When you see him you’ll know, trust me. Now get ready!”

She walked out of your room to let you get dressed, after putting on the outfit she chose you just found some random sandals to wear and fixed your hair a bit, you still had some time to spare so you just chilled on the couch playing a random cooking game. Your mom came out to show herself off and she did her cheesy little jazz hands.

“You look beautiful Momma.”

“Thank you, Y/N, you look great aswell.” You both looked in the kitchen to see your dad eating something, “We are literally going to brunch why in the world are you eating?” She obviously wasn’t mad but she shook her hand at your dad which made you both chuckle. They both had been together since they were in highschool and seemed to have an unbreakable bond. That was something you’ve always wanted with another person, just to be able to find comfort in another so easily, and trust them no matter what. And just the very way they looked at eachother and the loving gaze they shared, it was everything, they were soulmates and all you wanted was to find something like that. Your special person.

“Well, we should get going, the car drive is a bit long id say.” You lifted yourself up from the couch and followed them, still looking down at your game. You plopped into the car once again, and just gazed out the window.

“Where are we goin’ again?”

“Just a pancake house, nothing too special y’know?”

“Mkay, thanks Mom.” You looked back down at your phone to see that ‘Jean’ guy requesting you again, you found it kinda weird but you decided to look at his account. He was attractive. No he was fucking hot, he had a shiny ash blonde mullet, which some of it was a darker shade, somewhat brown. His hair had a slight wave at the ends adding just a bit of volume to it. You scrolled a little bit more to find out he had a chihuahua and a shitzu. He was also doing good in school and — you double tapped. You mentally cursed at yourself, you just liked a post from not too long ago but still he’d now know you’re looking at his account. Out of guilt you let him follow you, you had to now atleast. You just turned off your phone and flipped it over, ignoring what just happened.

“You alright? You look sick.” You looked up to your mom who was looking at you from the front seat, “If its about ‘wonderboy’ don’t be too scared you two used to be so close, you’ll click instantly!”

“Mkay Mom, and I’m fine.” You acted as if you totally didn’t just stalk a hot guy on Instagram, gawk over him then like one of his posts from a few weeks back. You were totally fine, what else could happen. You were incredibly tempted to go look at his page again, his arms always seemed to fill his sleeves from what you saw and, he had a stubble which was just a shade darker than his hair. He dressed incredibly well and looked like he smelled like fancy cologne. You checked your phone and it already had been thirty minutes.

“Mom when’ll we get there?”

“It’s just done the road, relax honey.” You sighed in relief, your stomach had been churning the past few minutes and you needed out of that humid car. Once you parked and looked at the time, it was half past eleven, the exact time of your reservation.

“Alright, we’re at a patio table so you two walk their i’ll go talk with the bouncer to see if the others are here.” Your dad patted your head before walking off to check in, you followed behind your mom. With your hands in your pocket you guys turned the corner and a certain someone caught your eye, the guy from instagram, Jean was it? He was sitting in the patio, her hair was thrown into a ponytail and a chocolate brown like some of Jeans hair, she was cute and obviously his mother.

“Oh my goodness, Kirschtein is that you?!” Your eyes widened, these were the people you were joining for brunch. “Jean! You’ve grown so much, you look very handsome now.”

“Thank you ma’am, Y/N is that you?” He smiled widely before stepping closer to you and embracing you in a bear hug, you let out a small defeated laugh before hugging him back, “How’ve you been? How long has it been?”

“Since preschool.” Your gazes went to his mom who stole you from Jean and hugged you even tighter. You felt the life being squeezed out of your ribs, even though you barely remembered these hugs. And the scent you’ve always loved, both Jean and his mom smelled like vanilla and mint, it was pretty ironic. You all took a seat waiting for your dad to come back before you ordered anything. Jean was seated across from you, his legs were a bit on your end of the table but you just ignored it, everything seemed so awkward yet comfortable all at the same time. Jeans presence was just comforting and made you feel warm and whenever he talked to you and kept eye contact? That made you wanna scream, you two hadn’t seen eachother for years but instantly clicked.

Once your Dad came back, he had five menus in hand and gave them all out. You all talked amongst yourselves about what you’ll get to eat, and what you’ll be getting to drink, ultimately you settled on a coffee, so did your Dad. While Jeans mom and your Mom giggled about some drink they used to always share before ordering two of them, Jean got a decaf. It seemed plain but you weren’t one to talk. You had been engulfed in whatever it was you were doing on your phone until Jean kicked you lightly and gestured to his own phone. You clicked on instagram and saw he had messaged you there.

“Hey, so are we gonna talk abt you stalking me orr?”

“No, we’re not Jean, please just forget abt it.”

After that your drinks had finally came, now you all had to order you got just some pancakes, nothing special. Jean got an omelette while his and your Mom shared french toast and your Dad got waffles. The conversation over brunch went well, Jean shared about what he was studying in during the last school year, as did you. Your familys just caught up with what had been going on, Jean had adopted two dogs over the past year — which you already knew, he was doing good in school and his studies. You just sat there kind of awkwardly being just an hour or two before you were stalking him and thinking about how hot he was, you were snapped back into reality when his Mom asked you something.

“Have you been with anybody recently?”

“Mom! You can’t just ask her that, we haven’t seen her in years..” Jean whipped his head to the side looking at his Mom.

“No Jean it’s fine, but I haven’t.”

“Oh really? You’re so pretty? I find that hard to believe!” You smiled at her, she was obviously trying to be nice. You all continued eating, Jean paying close attention to his phone.

“Well Jean, have you seen anyone recently?”

“Mom!! Seriously?” You were confused about what your moms were trying to pull off, asking random questions back to back on the same subject.

“Y/N it’s fine. And No Mrs. L/N, I actually haven’t.” Jean stretched backwards, his arm muscles slightly flexing while he did so.

“Hmmm, interesting.. Well, finish up everyone.” You had already finished eating so all you had to do was wait for everyone else to finish. You played that same dumb cooking game for what felt like an eternity your Mom finally tapped your shoulder to get your attention.

“We should be heading out, by the way you two are invited for dinner tomorrow, feel free to come by anytime!” You got up with your mom, waving a goodbye to Jean and his mother. Now you had to endure a car ride most likely of your mother blabbing on about how you should get with Jean, that was something you didn’t wanna think or talk about.

You napped in the car for most of the ride until your phone started to buzz in your pocket, which woke you up from your dazed state. You checked the notification to see Jean had sent you a message.

“Y’know you got pretty hot right?”

“What? Jean thats random.”

“Fuck I mean that in the most respectful way possible.”

“Mkay.” You rolled your eyes, although you could say the same about him you were fond of his boldness but that was definitely a worry for another day. All you were worried about was what you’ll be doing now with him coming over again. Were you going to make a move in the same way he did or ignore his antics completely? And that was the last thought you had before falling asleep again.

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pink-imagines · 4 years

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angel on earth

part 5

request: Bakugou holds auditions for a new lead singer for the BakuBand and the reader auditions and he’s mesmerised by her voice? Idk, I’m awful at requesting, sorry. ❤️ Love everything you do, don’t stress, and have a good day!

a/n: i just wanted a fluff episode to give katsuki some happiness and love

warnings: mentions of physical abuse, but the rest is extremely fluffy except an angsty cliffhanger

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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

There was a desperate knock on his door, he almost couldn’t hear it over the rain smattering against the window, so Katsuki went away from doing the dishes after his dinner. He really just thought it was Denki or Sero, who usually stopped by if they didn’t feel like making or just ordering dinner. They would never admit that it was because they liked Katsuki’s cooking, and Katsuki didn’t mind. If he knew that it wasn’t them he’d put a shirt on and throw the towel around his neck in the laundry basket.

He opened up the door and Y/N was on the other side, drenched from the rain. Katsuki was too flustered to see that she was crying. He was about to say something when Y/N wrapped her arms tightly around him and sobbed against his chest.

“Y/N-...”

She hadn’t said anything at all since she came to his house. Katsuki had helped her with the shower, given her new clothes and made her a cup of tea. That was all he could do until he knew what was going on.

“What’s happened to you, Y/N...?”, he sighed, not even meaning for you to hear as he’s finishing up the dishes.

“Aito and I had a fight...”, you croaked from your place on the counter, where you were sitting with a cup of tea in your hands. He looked at you with sad eyes, if it’d be any other moment he’d be immensley happy seeing you in his clothes even if you basically drowned in them, but tonight is not the time.

I’m going to fucking kill him if he even touched so much as a hair on her head..., he thought, though it was obvious to see his intentions in his eyes.

“He didn’t hit me, Katsuki... he hasn’t... he hasn’t done that in a long time.”, she shut her eyes tight as she splurted out the last part.

“What!?”, Katsuki exploded with rage, “He’s done it before!? That’s it! I’m going to fucking murder him!” Y/N’s gentle hands grabbed onto Katsuki’s bicep and stopped him from walking out of the kitchen.

“Don’t!-... Katsuki, just... don’t bother with it.”, you muttered, “It’s too late now, anyways... and I don’t want him to get in trouble.”

“Y/N, he fucking hit you! Why do you even care about him anymore!?”, his heart broke when he saw how she flinched when he yelled at her, “I... I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled.”

“It’s fine... just don’t do anything to him. He’s still a nice person, you know.”, her eyes had nothing behind them when she said that, like she was programmed.

“Okay, then let’s not talk about him. I’m guessing you don’t want to stop by his place to get your stuff so we’ll get some mandatory stuff tomorrow.”, he said softly, as if she could break if he spoke too loud.

“Thank you, Katsuki.”, she smiled for the first time during the night and Katsuki couldn’t be happier.

“You can sleep in my bed, I’ll take the couch.”, he muttered and helped her down from the counter.

The next morning you woke up to the sun beaming in through the window... but you didn’t have a window facing the sunrise. You looked down and saw clean white sheets... this is Katsuki’s bed. When you looked at what you were wearing you didn’t recognize it. This is Katsuki’s shirt!

And so memories of last night started flowing back, only to be stopped by a knock at the door. He didn’t wait for a response, he just walked in.

“Goodmor-”

“DID YOU SEE ME NAKED LAST NIGHT!?”, you squeaked and pulled the covers over your chest.

“WHAT!? NO!”, he shrieked, “I gave you my shirt so that you could change! Unless you wanted to sleep in a hoodie and sweatpants!” You looked around and saw the hoodie and sweatpnast neatly folded, like you usually did with your clothes.

“Oh... I’m sorry for yelling.”, you gave him apologetic smile, “Goodmorning!”

“You don’t have to apologies, tch.”, he sighed and walked away from the bedroom, “Breakfast is ready, by the way.” You walked over to the chair where you put your clothes and pulled on the sweatpants before walking out to his kitchen.

It smelled of bacon and eggs, making your stomach rumble. On the table he had put two plates and two cups of tea, and your heart did a flip. You had never had breakfast like this, ever since you finished college early and moved in with Aito. You couldn’t pay your tuition anymore so you started taking random jobs and tried to play a few gigs here and there. But when you were in college, as a music major, you had a roommate that you always used to make breakfast with together.

“It smells great.”, you smiled at him and had an odd urge to kiss him on the cheek, but you didn’t.

“It’s just something simple. I thought we could use this if we gotta go out and get you some new stuff.”, he sat down in front of you, “Unless you want to borrow my clothes all the time.” You honestly wouldn’t mind that... his clothes smelled like caramel and he used a really nice wash detergent.

“Yeah, of course. I think I have my wallet in the pocket of my jacket.”, you nodded.

“It’s fine, I’ll pay for it.”, he shrugged.

“No, I can’t possibly make you do that!”, you exclaimed.

“Don’t worry about it, I haven’t been out shopping in a while so I’ll get some stuff for myself too. Besides, I don’t mind spending money, if it’s on you.”, his eyes somehow looked directly at your sould through your eyes.

“Okay... thank you, then.”, you said with a smile, “This is really good by the way.”

So here you were, in the mall. You looked like shit, but at least your jeans had dried from last night so that you could wear those instead of Katsuki’s too big sweatpanst.

“So how long do you think you’re staying at my place?”, he asked you suddenly.

“I... um...”, you really didn’t know how to answer that. You didn’t want to overstay, but you also didn’t know when you’d get back to Aito.

“Okay, bad question...”, Katsuki nodded, “What is it that you need the most, then?”

“Well, toothbrush and toothpaste... and um... clothes and... uh...”, you couldn’t say it. Why couldn’t you say it? It’s literally just underwear, everyone has it. But there was something about looking at him and saying the word underwear that you couldn’t do. His gaze burned into your skin and you felt so uncomfortable.

“You don’t have to say it, I get what you mean.”, Katsuki kept on walking, “Mina called earlier today and said you could borrow some clothes, so that problem’s fixed.”

“That’s so nice of her!”, you smiled.

“She’s always put other’s before herself like that.”, he chuckled, “But why don’t you go get your stuff and I’ll grab you a toothbrush and some toothpaste.”

“Thank you, Katsuki.”, you smiled thankfully.

You went into a random clothing store and started looking at the underwear. You didn’t need anything fancy, just some basic stuff that was comfortable. When you had picked up some stuff you went to the check out.

Katsuki had gotten the toothbrush and was looking around for the toothpaste. It felt weird, he had never been like this for someone... completely fucked. He would really do anything for her.

So when he saw Aito down the aisle... with another girl, flirting... he got outraged. It had been one day! He was just about to say something to Aito when he stopped himself. Y/N wouldn’t like this, he shouldn’t do this... he needs to calm down. Katsuki, instead, kept his rage inside and walked out of the store with the things he needed.

“You ready to go?”, someone asked behind you, making you jump 10 feet into the air.

“Katsuki! Don’t scare me like that!”, you put a hand over your chest and breathed out, “I just need to go buy this, alright?”

“Okay, hand ‘em over.”, he said calmly, as if it was nothing.

“What?”, you laughed nervously.

“I’m paying for it, hand ‘em over.”, he stretched out his hand to you.

“No... Katsuki, I can’t make you do that- I’m already staying at your place!”, you explained.

“You’re not making me do anything. Now, let me pay for it.”, he managed to grab them and walked over to the cashier with you following closely behind. You tried your best to plead with him, asking if you could pay half atleast. He didn’t budge and simply said that it wasn’t like he spent thousands and thousands on you.

Back at Katsuki’splace there was a box outside the door with the word “clothes” written in big bold letters on it.

“That’s probably from Mina.”, Katsuki commented and grabbed the box before walking inside the apartment.

What was he supposed to do? Should he wait? Should he do something? Is he supposed to talk to her? Y/N was in the bathroom, trying on the clothes that Mina had lended her.

Just as he was about to say something, the door to the bathroom opened.

“What do you think?”, Y/N asked shyly as she walked out in a dress. It was a dress that Mina had worn once and then decided it wasn’t her style. A white dress with blue flowers on it, sinched in at the waist and flaired out at the bottom. She looked like a dream.

“I-... you look...”, his face went completely red and he couldn’t figure out what he said.

“It looks horrible, doesn’t it?”, you frowned.

“No! No...”, he sighed, “You... you look lovely.” The way your smile lit up your eyes and somehow made you glow so bright by his little comment... Katsuki felt like he could take over the world.

And so a few weeks past and Katsuki only grew closer to Y/N. The days were spent practicing, cozying up on the couch and trying, but failing to cook together. He was a great cook, but you were an even greater distraction.

Katsuki tried his best not to fall further in love with her... but oh god it was hard.

It was just after a gig when he finally asked.

“Hey, you wanna go out?”, he asked nonchalantly.

“Do you mean right now?”, she furrowed her eyebrows together.

“Uh... yeah sure. Just for like a drink, y’know?”, he backed out last second.

“Let’s go!”, she smiled and took his hand, leading him out of the building.

It was a chilly december night, so the two hurried up to a bar not too far away. You were lucky that it wasn’t very populated and Katsuki quickly found a spot by the bar.

“The fans seem to like you.”, Katsuki said after ordering two drinks.

“Well... I think it’s mostly because of you welcoming me into the band so much.”, she chuckled, “If you don’t mind me asking... why did you let me join the band?”

“I...”, he sighed and let out a slight chuckle, “You’re good, what else do I say?”

“That’s all? I mean, the other people had to be good too!”, she laughed and thanked the bartender when he brought her the drinks. He couldn’t possibly lie to her.

“You’re interesting. Have a certain... stage presence, if you will.”, Katsuki said slowly, dragging everything out, “... and I really like the way you sang my song.” He took a shot before ordering another.

“Angel on earth? You wrote it? I thought you wrote the rock songs...”, she grinned and took a sip of her drink, making him look down at her lips.

“Well, I do. I just got a different kind of muse for that song.”, he got his shot and downed it, ordering a normal drink after.

“Tell me about her, then. She has to be special if you change your entire genre for her. You met her at a coffee shop, right?”, she looked so intrigued, like an old college friend catching up with his love life.

“Uh... yeah, it was at a coffee shop.”, he smiled to himself, “She was... almost glowing. She looked like an angel.”

“Woah... did you start dating? Why haven’t I met her?”, she grinned.

You are her!

“I... I didn’t really talk to her. I saw her across the room.”, he admitted with a sigh.

“What!? Are you kidding me!?”, she laughed, “You wrote an entire song about her and you didn’t even talk to her!? God! She really had to be pretty for you to write a song about her! Especially if you compared her to an angel!”

“If you only knew...”, Katsuki chuckled again.

The night was spent with a few drinks and lots of laughs. The song left your thoughts as you just learned to have fun. Your weeks spent with Katsuki had been unusual, but absolutely amazing. Every emotion felt, every smile shared, had been so lovely.

Only for it to be ruined in one night...

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reinosaurs · 4 years

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Encounter - Part 2 (A KoiTsudu Fanfic)

Note: You can read the first part here: ENCOUNTER PART 1.

...continuation

Nanase sighed.

She never felt tired like this before. She looked at the wall clock to check the time and once again sighed. Her shift is done.

After she changed her clothes, she grabbed her phone and checked any messages. When there was none, she put it back to her pocket.

Before she could ever leave the quarters, her eyes caught a small note near her notebook. It was from Tendo-sensei.

"I won't go home tonight. I wouldn't be able to walk with you home. Be careful on your way. Don't forget to bring an umbrella."

Nanasr slightly smiled and once again sighed. That can't be helped. It's Tendo-sensei being Tendo-sensei himself again. Hard-working and dedicated.

She just hope he wouldn't push himself too much. She's always worried for his health.

Grabbing the umbrella near her table, she left the quarters and strode towards the hospital's entrance. The wind felt so cold as the trees danced in a gentle manner.

As soon as she set her foot outside the hospital, small drops of rain started to fall down. Frantically, she opened her umbrella and the rain instantly fall down hard.

Tendo-sensei... he's a doctor but he can also be a weather forecaster sometimes. She chuckled on her thought.

She walked down the pavements with her umbrella getting heavy because of the rain.

As her heart felt heavy as well.

It has been a weeks since Ayumi got admitted at the hospital.

It has been a week also since the last time she walked home with Tendo-sensei. He had been sleeping and staying up late in the hospital - monitoring Ayumi all day long.

Knowing how busy he is, she made sure that he can eat properly on time. She cooked different lunch meals for him, snacks and even drinks to enjoy amidst his tight schedule.

But most of the time, the food was being left in the cold. Tendo-sensei rarely eat lunch with her because Ayumi always invited him. It was almost like a feast. Freshly cooked dishes from her family's personal chef that almost sent everyone's stomach grumbled in hunger.

Compared to those bento boxes she made...

She shooked her head again. Now is not the time be insecure. And she shouldn't be! Afterall, those bento boxes she made are with love and care. Tendo-sensei always love her cooking skills.

But...

She gripped the umbrella tight.

In those days that passed, her heart never felt at ease. Everytime Ayumi called for her, Kairi was always included on their conversation. She talked and talked how she met him, how they spent their high school days together, how close she is to Kairi's family and...

...and how she admire him so much.

There was a time when she accidentally saw her fixing Tendo-sensei's coat. Those hands that smoothens his hair and that smile Ayumi gave...

She tried so hard to control the uncomfortable feeling in her. Even Ayumi's words...

"Nanase-chan, look. A pearl necklace. Kairi gave it to me last night. He really knows what I like."

"I don't know what you're thinking right now but know that I won't back down."

"What did Kairi saw in you? I can't see anything special."

"I'm just reminding you again what I'm here for, Nanase-chan."

"I will confess to him tomorrow."

Nanase stopped walking as she stared at nothing.

The past week... was excruciatingly... painful.

She tried her best to keep her composure on those days. She wanted to talked back at her but she choose to keeo p it to herself. It wouldn't change anything. She doesn't want to lit a fire.

But I am Tendo-sensei's girlfriend. I have a right to protect our relationship and to defend myself atleast.

Why didn't I?

I'm so weak.

That's right..

What did Tendo-sensei saw in me? Why did I try to express my feeling for him when the whole world knows that it will be nonsense? Where did I even get the courage?

Tendo-sensei... deserves someone better.

"Nanase-chan?"

She jolted a bit when she heard that voice and looked up. "Ryuko-san..."

She looked around. Oh, I didn't realize I was at the apartment already. "Good evening."

Ryuko smiled. "Welcome home. Change your clothes. Let's eat dinner together."

Nanase smiled back and nodded. She fumbled through her bag and grabbed her keys as she opened her apartment.

A few minuted later, Ryuko came with a pot in her hands. She gently placed it in on Nanase's small table.

Nanase's eyes widened. "Sukiyaki?"

Ryuki nodded. "Kairi texted me awhile ago. He wanted me to cook something warm for you."

She stared at Ryuko for a second. The pain in her chest came back but she tried to push it down by forcing a smile.

Ryuko, being observant as she is, noticed Nanase's reaction. He eyes are slightly dull and she seemed so weak and tired these past few days.

I knew this will affect her so much...

Nanase clapped her hands. "Ittadakimasu!"

They ate together in silence. After they cleaned up the plates, they sat on the floor.

"Ryuko-san, thank you for the food! It was delicious!"

"Nanase-chan... are you okay?"

Nanase's smile quickly faded.

Ryuko sighed. She's been so worried for this girl and her brother since Ayumi came. She knew this would happen. All she could do to help is to explain everything.

"Is this because of Ayumi?"

Nanase swallowed the lump on her throat and looked down.

Ryuko sighed as she confirmed it. I don't know if this could help but... here it goes.

"Ayumi is Kairi's childhood friend. They grew so close to each other and I woudn't be surprise if her attachment to him was still strong."

Nanase fidget her fingers and listened.

"You see, Ayumi is a lonely child. She has a silver spoon on her mouth when she was born but at an early age, she lose her parents on an accident. Despite of having an illness, she worked hard to survive in life. Under her grandmother's care, she live the best of life. When her grandmother died, she was lonelier than ever. On those hard times, Kairi is the only one who's been there for her."

Nanase looked at Ryuko and her heart felt heavy. She didn't know Ayumi suffered a lot.

"She developed some deep feelings to Kairi but she never tried to confess. They took different decisions in life and become seperated from each other. Kairi met Minori. Ayumi wanted him to be happy and she gladly accept her unconfessed feeling."

Ryuko sighed. "I thought she gave up her feelings completely. I guess when she heard the news about Minori passing away, she became determined to make Kairi happy again." She looked at Nanase. "But then you came and made him happier. I think, that's why she feel threatened by you."

Nanase's eyes widened. "She was afraid..." She muttered at herself.

She took a deep breath. The insecurity from her heart suddenly vanished as well as the uneasiness. Her chest felt lighter -- she understood it all.

"Ryuko-san..." She smiled. "I think I understand now. Thank you for telling me all of those."

•

Finally, everything is clear to her.

When the morning came, she quickly prepared herself to work. She even woke up earlier than usual. She arrived at the hospital within just a few minutes and strode inside.

But her feet came to a stop when she saw Tendo-sensei leaning his back on the front desk. He met her gaze and immediately walked towards her. Tendo grabbed her wrist and tugged her softly through the hospital's garden.

"Sensei! Good morning!"

Instead of answering her, he engulf her into his arms. "I miss you." He whispred.

Nanase hugged him back. "I miss you too, sensei."

Pulling away from the hug, he caressed her fluffy cheeks. "Did you like last night's dinner?"

She smiled and giggled. "Yes! Absolutely! Ryuko-san is a good cook!"

Tendo smiled at her answer. He continued caressing her cheeks and they are left starring at each other. Nanase reached up and stroke his cheeks also.

"Nanase..."

"Hmm?"

"About Ayumi..."

Nanase nodded. "I know. I understand."

Tendo's brows furrowed. "But---"

"Shhh," She placed her finger to his lips to stop him from talking. "It's okay. Believe me, I understand. You don't need to explain, Sensei.

Tendo gently grabbed the finger from his lips and held her hand. He lifts it up and place a kiss on the back of it. "I'm sorry."

Nanase blushed. She chuckled and shook her head. "Nothing to be sorry for. I know you care for her and if I were in your shoes, I would do the same." She smiled. "It's okay."

Tendo gave a her a light smile and entertwined their hands.

"Let's go?"

"Wait."

Before she could even tugged him inside, he grabbed her shoulders and engulf her in his arms once again. This time, the hug was tighter than before.

"Sensei? What's wrong?"

Tendo sighed and burried his face to her neck. "I don't know. I suddenly felt uneasy. Something is off today."

•

A few hours later...

Nanase found herself standing infront of Ayumi's room.

She took a deep breath. I can do this. Let's just hope everything would went well after. She knocked twice and opened the door. When she got inside, her eyes widened on the sight.

The white expensive vase near her bed was shattered into pieces on the floor.

She looked at Ayumi immediately. "Risako-san! What happened?! Are you okay?"

Ayumi was sitting in her bed but was facing the window. Nanase took a step forward to check her.

"Don't come any closer." Ayumi spat on her, her back still on Nanase.

"But---"

"Shut your mouth!" She screamed. "Don't even think about moving."

Nanase took a step back and stared at her. She stoop at her place as the eerie silence began to engulf them. It didn't took long before Ayumi spoke again.

"Do you... love Kairi?"

Nanase gulped. She opened her mouth to answer but she was more concerned on Ayumi's condition. And this mess on the floor. The vase broke so badly and was dangerous.

"Answer me..."

Nanase sighed. "Y-Yes."

Ayumi bitterly chuckled. "Of course you do. After all the hard work you did just to be with Kairi." She sighed. "You won."

"What?"

"Kairi... he... rejected me." Ayumi clenched her fists. Her eyes began to water as her body trembled. "I knew this would happen. I knew he didn't love me."

Ayumi leaned forward and embrace herself. "So cold..." She sobbed. Tears are slowly spilling from her eyes. "Everyone is leaving me. Even him. He hates me. He hates me. He hates me."

"Ayumi-san!"

Nanase exclaimed. She cannot take this anymore! She took a step forward and strode towards her. "Ayumi-san, please stop. Kairi doesn't hate you, in fact he loves you so much! He had always been there for you right from the start and even though he rejected your feelings, you're still special to him."

She hold Ayumi's trembling shoulders. "I understand you. You're not alone. You are never alone, Ayumi-san!"

Ayumi whimpered as she suddenly felt warmth to what she just said.

But Kairi loves Nanase. Sooner or later, Kairi will leave me as well. He will! He will left me alone!

Nanase was about to hug her when Ayumi suddenly shouted. "Don't touch me!" She tried to struggle.

"Ayumi-san, please stop this! You are going to hurt yourself!"

Ayumi punched her arms. "I said get off me! Get. Off. Me!" She gasped loudly when she accidentally pushed Nanase so hard and soon, her body met the floor.

Nanase groaned in pain when she felt the excruciating pain from her back. She gritted her teeth. She could feel how the broken vase's shard pierced her flesh so deep.

Ayumi frighteningly stared down as Nanase squirmed on the floor and coughed out blood.

...to be continued.

#koi wa tsuzuku yo dokomademo #koitsudu #an incurable case of love #love last forever #nanase sakura #kairi tendo #fanfic #fanfiction #encounter part 2 #angst #fluff

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khushboodarfool · 3 years

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I cannot make this stuff up

Today was a day for the books.

We vaccinated 360 patients with Moderna COVID vaccine. I was so exhausted. apparently the memo that our hospital is giving is that we can vaccinate patients who have had COVID, as long as they are no longer symptomatic. The procedure is that we go to their cars garbed up in PPE (double masked, gown, face shield), and I ended up vaccinating 3 patients like this. One of the patients, had several really good questions but it took 30 minutes of us interacting. Then, when she felt comfortable vaccinating, she had a coughing fit and coughed really close to my face shield. She was masked, and I was appropriately garbed, but it still gave me a lot of anxiety. I came back in and threw away all of my PPE and washed my hands twice lol. I was so shook by the experience. I’ve interacted with several COVID patients at this point. But something about the way it was unexpected, and I was very close during the coughing fit was a bit jarring. If I wasn’t literally injecting the vaccine when this happened, I would have backed away and let her finish but I wasn’t able to.

Anyways, after I got a hold of myself (30 minutes), I started vaccinating more outpatients. I ended up looking at my phone while I was charting, and I saw that I had 6 missed calls from my childhood best friend. My heart sank because I literally thought someone died. I called her back to see what was going on, and the conversation was just so bizarre. She asked me if I was busy, and I told her kind offfffff, but it sounds like an emergency so tell me whats going on. Long and short of it, she told me that one of her colleagues told her she could leave her rotation early because nobody really notices for that particular rotation. So she took it one step further and didn’t come in for two days. The attending (or chief of staff?), ended up asking her if she was on that particular rotation because it sounds like news got out. Let me tell you, this woman is not one to play hookie, she’s the most studious, diligent, hardworking person I know so this SCREAMS burnout. But it doesn’t help that she was venting to someone who is also very burnt out, in the middle of getting slammed by patients. So I am sorry to admit, I was more confused than empathetic. While she was venting to me, my boss basically checked up on me to see what the hold up was for vaccinating, and I had to abruptly hang up. I felt super embarrassed because things are not good with me and my boss right now, and I feel like I looked sketch.

So that whole thing started consuming my mind. I ultimately messaged her when I got home way later because she texted me saying “I feel dumb and stupid x.x i don’t think I would have done this if I wasn’t feeling down and depressed”. My heart sank reading that. We literally message everyday, and I had no idea she was struggling so much. I think its because of COVID and just the rigor of residency but I am also afraid that there is something deeper and she just didn’t tell me? I really want things to be better for her, and I would be so sad to know that she didn’t feel like she could tell me where she’s at for things to get so bad.

Okay, all of that happens. Some day right? But wait...its not over.

Security came up to me, and said “wow what a day, so thankful we’re done vaccinating!”, which was really awkward because I still had 2 doses left. We frantically got 2 patients at 5, and then it turns out another pharmacist also had 3 doses and didn’t tell anyone to rally for 3 more patients so we ended up wasting 3 doses today. Which kinda made me feel some type of way because why did I go through hell and back for these 2 patients even though we ended up wasting doses anyways SMH. But every dose counts, and atleast I was able to take responsibility for mine.

While I was waiting for these 2 patients to come, I started charting like my life depended on it. All of a sudden, one of the pharmacists came up to me and told me that EHR was down throughout the hospital (ofcourse it is when we have to chart 400 patients worth of vaccinations, that we had ZERO time to take care of between patients) but the laptops still had access to EHR through WIFI somehow. So he asked me if he could use my laptop after I’m done, which made me feel bad because I knew it was going to be awhile.

Thennn my technicians came up to me as they were leaving for the day. One of them said “Hey do you know what’s going on?” and I responded “uhhh EHR is down?”, and they both laughed and said “there is an active shooter in our city”. I think I was too exhausted to process this news at this time. I was literally like what else is new. That’s great. This is very weird btw because we live in a really rural area where violent crimes are SUPER rare. So I did what any insane burnt out pharmacist would do in my situation, I kept charting. Despite knowing about this shooter, multiple people were able to go home at 5.

My patients came in, and as I was vaccinating my second patient. I saw security turn off all of the lights in the hospital. Then, all of a sudden on the intercom I hear “ATTENTION ATT - LOCKDOWN, LOCKDOWN, LOCKDOWN”. So I took my patient into the pharmacy (we have a booth set up outside of the pharmacy for COVID vaccines), and then we waited for the clear in the pharmacy.

Apparently there were multiple active shooters (3 that we know of with rifles...could be more). 2 police officers got shot, and one got grazed. My close friend’s fiance is a cop. He is quarantining due to a COVID exposure, and they had to pull him back in because of this. So bizarre that tonight in our small town, there was an area surrounded by cops and apparently a helicopter (which idk where we got that from). 5.5 hours later and she just messaged me that it looks like everything is okay. I’m still holding my breath, I just want to make sure he makes it home okay. I didn’t realize how much I care about him and appreciate him until I got super emotional while praying for him. He has always been sweet and protective of me. He got me flowers after my car accident, and always gets me tools and gear because he’s just that kind of person. My friend is pregnant with his baby. I feel like this in aggregate is too much for one person to deal with. Not to mention, she works in the same toxic, COVID infested environment as me.

I ended up talking to my man about all of this briefly and I feel like he just didn’t get the immensity of crazy and stress of this day. So I kind of got snippy and ultimately he decided to let me have a little moment and eat dinner alone (partly because I kinda asked him to), but idk it sucks to come home and feel misunderstood after a long day. I do feel bad because he was still listening to me ramble about the craziness, and I know work is crazy for him too.

Gahh. I’ll try to call him and see if I can make amends.

Here’s to hoping tomorrow will be better.

#covid #covid19 #healthcare #pharmacy #medicine #residency #pharmacist #active shooter #police #relationship #burnout

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ifantasyfreak · 3 years

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Percy Jackson X Avengers

Steve Rogers is Percy's Grandpa and Bucky Barnes is Nico's Brother...this is gonna be messy!

Some powers are made up and not from the original book, also ilatics = different language

Why am I doing this? Why why why why why...My college in New Rome wants us to do a family tree thing, both sides. I asked my mom about her side, but she said that only her own mom would know the full history. Her mom, my grandma, was Grandma Peggy Carter. I didn't like going to meet her too much, not because she was mean or something, but because she was so sick, it hurt to see her in pain and hooked up to all those machines. I loved her too much to see her in pain. Annabeth was too busy to come with me. I would have to face this alone. I reached her room.

"Hey Grandma..." I said softly. She smiled weakly when she saw me. "Hello Perseus, come give Gammy a hug." she said, holding her shaking hands out to me. I gently hugged her. She was the only one who could call me Perseus and I'd still be comfortable with it. "How has College been?" she asked me as I sat down beside her on the chair. "It's been pretty normal. Atleast it's in Latin, so I don't struggle too much. They've given us an assignment, the family tree. Mom said you would know more." I said, pulling out my notebook from my back pack. She nodded, sitting up with my help. "My mother was a daughter of Hekate, as in the Roman form of Hecate. My father was a Magician, Egyptian Gods descendants." she started. "Wait wait wait! There's Egyptian gods too?!" I exclaimed. She chuckled and nodded. "If you think that's surprising, then this will shock you. My grandfather was a son of Thor." my eyes bugged out. Norse gods too?! "So you're telling me that I'm the descendant of not only Greeks, but Romans, Egyptians, AND Norse?!" I asked her. She nodded. "How is that even--you know what? Never mind. What about my grandfather?" I asked her. She had a wistful look in her eyes. "Your grandfather was Steve Rogers, or more publicly known as Captain America." my eyes widened. "I'm the grandkid of a World War 2 super soldier?" she smiled and nodded. "Ohhh this is messed up but then again, when in my life are things not messed up" I started muttering under my breath. She squeezed my hand. "Steve was a kind man, he always fought for what was right, and he always fought for the weak and stood up to the bad people. He never got to know I was having Sally before he went into the ice. I kept wondering...if he had known about her...would he have stayed with us? Would he have fought harder to come back to us?" she said. I smiled sadly. "Wait, if we go by your logic, then shouldn't mom be like, atleast 60?" I asked her. "She was Steve's daughter, wasn't she? The serum somehow made her age slower. She's still young, she's got a lot of life left to live, even though she's supposed to be so much older." "Does mom even know about all this? She used to say that grandpa left a long time ago..." I said softly. Grandma smiled sadly. "I told her that. It was easier to tell her that her father left us, rather then to tell her that her father died saving 40 millions of lives to keep a military secret. She doesn't know why she ages slowly, but since she has you, she doesn't seem to care." "Can I tell her?" I asked. She thought about it. "I supposed she's old enough to know now." I nodded. After spending a bit more time with her, I was getting up to leave when there was a knock on the door, just as she fell asleep. I looked over as the person walked in.

The guy was huge, tall, buff, he had blonde hair and baby blue eyes. He wore brown pants and a white t-shirt (that seemed a bit uncomfortable on him) with the word 'S.H.I.E.L.D' stitched on it. Wasn't that Grandma's company? "Uh, hi." I said uncertainly. "Hello." he stood there while we looked at each other awkwardly. He finally looked at Grandma. "Oh Peggy..." he said softly, sitting on her other side and holding her hand. Who was this guy? I looked at the photo frames on Grandma's table. There was a man who looked similar to him, but extremly thin and fragile. Was that his brother or something? I wish it was in colour so I could figure it out dang it! I picked up the frame and analysed it. "Hey, uh, you know this guy?" I asked him, holding up the frame. He looked down with a small smile. "I think that's me." he answered. I looked back and forth between him and the photo, trying to figure out how they were the same person. "I went through a...surgery. Made me what I am right now." he said. How the heck did he get so buff after one surgery?! "So, uh, what's your name?" he asked me, trying to smile. "Percy Jackson. Yours?" "Steve Rogers." he said. I froze. I looked down at my book. I had written the name correctly. Oh god... "You're my grandpa!" I exclaimed. He was taken aback. "Sorry kid, but I think you're mistaken." he said. "No! Grandma Peggy said that you're my grandpa!" I exclaimed. He looked at Grandma with confusion. "You mean...?" "Yep. The night you guys got hanky panky was the night my grandma got pregnant." I said, internally throwing up at the thought of Grandma and Grandpa getting intimate. He blushed. "You didn't really leave, did you?" I asked. He had tears in his eyes. He shoke his head. "No...I just got frozen in ice for 70 years..." he whispered. Grandma woke up then. She saw Steve and started crying in happiness. They hugged and I left the room to give them privacy. I held back my own tears, their reunion had been beautiful. I texted my mom, saying I really needed to talk to her about something important. She told me that she'd come meet me at a cafe near the hospital in 30 minutes. I nodded. Just as I was shutting my phone, Steve came back out.

"Can I meet my daughter?" he asked softly. "Yeah sure, but I'll have to go explain that you didn't actually leave and stuff. Come to this address in 45 minutes." I said, showing it on my phone. He pulled out a notebook and wrote it down. Gosh old people nowadays! "Ok, see you then." he said. I nodded. It was pretty awkward. Do we part with a hug? A handshake? I did a Leo. I gave him a salute and then ran out. I could hear his chuckling as I was running, and slightly smiled. I met mom and I told her about Steve. She was moved to tears. As soon as Steve walked inside the restaurant, I pointed him out and she ran with tears and hugged him. She only reached his chest, but that didn't matter. Steve looked wide-eyed. I smiled as I walked to him and mouthed 'your daughter'. He understood and hugged her back. She pulled back a bit and he cupped her face. "Oh, my beautiful girl..." he said softly. Mom hugged him again and he rested his cheek on her head while holding her tight. Then he held out a hand to me, and I grinned, joining the hug. Then we all sat down on the table once again. Mom and Steve were glowing while they talked. It started getting late. "Well, I need to go, Annabeth's probably waiting for us at home." I said. Mom nodded, also standing up. "Do you have anywhere to stay?" she asked him. He shoke his head. "I was planning on crashing in a bed and breakfast for a few days. My new boss is giving me some time off before I move into his building and start my job." he answered. "Come stay with us!" Mom said brightly. It took a bit of convincing, and then he finally agreed. We went home together in a taxi. The only reason why I didn't go home on Blackjack was because I wasn't sure whether or not I could tell Steve I was a demigod.

"Annabeth! We're home!" mom called as we took off our shoes and put the keys on the bowl next to the door, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch. "I never did get to ask, who's Annabeth?" Steve asked us. Annabeth came then. "Hey Perce, sorry I couldn't come with you today." she said, smiling sympathetically, coming over and side-hugging me. "It's alright. Though you won't believe what I got to know!" I said, giving her a chaste kiss. I heard Steve gasp softly at our exchange. Right, I don't think people did PDA in the 40's. "Who's this?" Annabeth asked, looking at Steve. "Uh, yeah, that's what I found out. That's my grandpa." I said. Annabeth didn't even question why he was still so young, she simply ignored it because of how complicated our lives are anyways. "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Steve, Percy's grandfather and Sally's father." Steve said, holding out his hand to shake Annabeth's. "The pleasure is all mine! I'm Annabeth, Percy's girlfriend." she said, smiling and shaking his hand. They seemed alright. "What's for dinner? I'm starving!" I stated. My stomach rumbled as I said that. They laughed while I blushed. "I made some pasta. Is Nico gonna stop by?" Mom asked us. "Not really sure, but didn't Hazel say she and Frank were coming from camp today?" I asked, looking at Annabeth to confirm. She nodded. "Great! The house will be filled with happiness and love and laughter!" mom said, gushing. We smiled at her. "Stella! Stella where are you?" I called out, walking into the apartment. I heard a squeal of delight and she crawled over to us. I scooped her up into my arms happily. "There's my best girl!" I said, tickling her foot. "I thought I was your best girl." Annabeth said, fake pouting. "You're BOTH my best girls!" I said grinning. "And what about me?" came a voice behind us. I turned around to see Hazel. "Um, you too!" "And me?" came Frank and Nico. "Oh give me a break you guys aren't even girls!" I whined. They all laughed. "Hello, I'm Steve, Percy's grandfather." Steve said, introducing himself to them. They switched titles around. "Hello, I'm Hazel, Percy's cousin." "I'm Nico, Hazel's half brother and Percy's cousin." "Hi, I'm Frank, Percy's friend, though we act like we're brothers." "Yeah, the gang's big. When were they gonna come over again?" I asked Annabeth. "I think they're all coming by tomorrow lunch time." "Guess we're gonna have to prepare, huh?" my friends all got the double meaning. We were gonna have to prepare for monsters. "Holy shit!" Nico exclaimed with his mouth hanging open, staring at Steve. He switched back to Italian. "Neeks, you went back to Italy." I said, smirking. "That's Captain freaking America!" he exclaimed in Greek. "Gosh, now you've gone all the way to Greece!" Hazel stated. He was almost bursting with excitement, similar to the way he used to when I first met him. Our Nico was back! "Captain America! Huge fan! Thank you for saving us all sir!" Nico said, finally, in English. Steve smiled a bit. "I was just doing my part." he said, while Nico enthusiastically shoke his hand. "No, no, you don't get it! You saved my brother's life!" Nico said. We all looked at Nico confusedly. "You have a brother?" "Yeah! He's from the 40's too! Always took care of us, they said you were his best friend!" Nico said, smiling hugely. Steve looked confused now, as did the rest of us. "They said he got captured and then you saved him from that factory!" Nico said, trying to explain himself. Steve's eyes lit up in recognition. "You're welcome, I guess. Which friend was this again? Sorry, I'm blanking out, there were a lot of people in that factory who were close friends." Steve said, trying to remember. "James Barnes!" Nico said enthusiastically. Steve froze. "Wait...you're his Italian brother who lived in a different city he always talked about?" Steve asked him. Nico nodded happily. "I'm sorry...but he fell off a train when we went to attack an enemy base shortly after...but how are you still alive? He said you were 10." Steve said, confused at the last bit. Nico cocked his head to the side in confusion. "What do you mean he died? He visits me every weekend." Nico said, ignoring the question. "I'm sorry, but I don't think that's possible." Steve said. Nico rolled his eyes exaggeratedly and looked at my mom, who was just as confused as the rest of us.

"Can I borrow your phone Mrs. Jackson?" my friends refused to call her Sally or Mrs. Blofis. "Sure." she said, handing it to him. "Annabeth? Um, can you type the number?" he asked. Annabeth rolled her eyes and took the phone. Nico narrated the number and then Annabeth gave him the phone. Nico out it on speaker as it rang. A few seconds later, the line picked up, but there was no greeting on the other end. "Hey Wint, it's me, Death Boy. Can you come over to the Seashell's right now? There's someone you should meet." Nico said. Then he cut the call. "Shouldn't you have waited till the person said something to cut it off?" Hazel said, not pleased by his manners. "He never says anything on the phone. Says it could be used against him. We have code names for everything for that reason. He knows I call from different numbers so that I can't be tracked." Nico said, shrugging and handing back the phone. "Before whoever you called comes over, you didn't answer the previous question. If you that same Nico then how are you still so young?" Steve asked. "I got stuck in a time-less hotel. Thought I was in there for only a few months, turns out, it had been 70 years! I am a 100 year old man stuck in the body of a teenager." Nico said, rolling his eyes again. "Should we really trust him with the demigod stuff?" Frank asked us. "Guys! This is America's golden boy! Of course we can!" Nico said, like it was obvious. We cracked up at his description. "How is this even possible?" Steve muttered under his breath, rubbing his temples. "You got stuck in ice for 70 years without aging a day. How is that possible?" Nico retorted. "I guess we could tell him. As long as he swears on Styx." Annabeth said. Nico actually squealed. "Right, Steve, we have to tell you something." Just as Hazel was finishing that sentence, there was a thump on the fire escalator. Nico grinned. "James! In here!" Nico called. "Is it like a family thing to turn up through people's fire exits only instead of doors?" I said. Before he could reply, a tall brunette walked into the room. He was wearing all black and his face was covered with a ski mask. His hair was shoulder length, and his left arm was literally metal. The guy stopped in front of Nico and then took off his mask and revealed his face. Steve gasped while standing up. "Bucky?" he asked the man. Bucky? Didn't Nico say his name was James? The man turned and his face looked annoyed. "Who the hell is Bucky?!" he said in a low, dangerous voice. I didn't even realise that my hand slipped down into my pocket and wrapped around Riptide. The other demigods did the same. "James! Calm down! That's your nickname, remember?" at this point, I was glad that mom had taken Estelle and gone to put her to sleep, and Paul was out for a 3 day teacher's conference cross state. I had a feeling things were gonna get messy. "Who is this guy?"

“He’s your best friend from the 40′s!” Nico said happily. “I think I would have remembered if I had a friend.” James said roughly. “You don’t remember me half the time, how would you remember your best friend if you can’t remember your own brother?” Nico said, rolling his eyes. James flinched. “Alright, you got a point, kid.” James stated. “Wait, what do you mean he can’t remember stuff? Does he have amnesia or what?” Hazel asked Nico. “He got brainwashed by some people.” Nico said flatly. We gasped. “Do you want your old memories? And to be sure that this brainwash machine won’t affect you again?” Annabeth asked James. “I don’t see how you’ll be able to do anything about it.” he said flatly. “Answer the dam question.” I said, glaring at him. I could see that he flinched slightly. He looked at Nico and Steve. “...yes.” he said, sighing. “Then I can help you.” Annabeth said. “How?” he asked her. “Daughter of Athena. We’re mental.” she said without humor. “Wait! What’s going on!” Steve exclaimed. “Dad, they’re helping him. Just sit back, it’s gonna be alright. I promise they’ll explain afterwards.” Mom said, coming from the rooms and sitting beside him. “Seaweed Brain, make sure he doesn’t move. Hazel, mist. Nico, Frank, this is gonna take power, make sure that we don’t get ‘interrupted’.” she was talking about monsters. We all nodded. We took our positions. Annabeth stood next to James, I stood on her other side, Hazel stood next to Mom, and Nico and Frank took defensive positions near the window and door. I took a swing of water and put down the bottle on the coffee table. Steve was still looking nervous and doubting us. I expanded my senses and when I opened my eyes, the colour was swirling around like a storm was going on. The water on the bottle formed into the shape of my hands. I mimicked them holding onto James and he was stuck in place. I could see that he was trying not to panic. Then Annabeth’s eyes opened and the grey started swirling as well. I’m pretty sure we looked terrifying. She put her hands on James’ temples. “This might hurt a little...you have to try to not fight it.” Annabeth told him. He nodded slowly. Annabeth focused on his mind and did her mind thingi. She didn’t ever mention she had powers. It was just a given that Athena kids didn’t have extra powers like some other demigods. So to hear that she had these powers she didn’t tell me about? Well...I felt kinda hurt. But now was not the time to argue. Yep, I’ve grown slightly mature...but only in tense situations like these. Pretty soon, Annabeth was clenching her teeth and wincing, while James bit his lip so hard that his lip started bleeding. I was struggling to hold him properly. And then hell broke loose. Frank and Nico charged at the door, which burst open and made 3 empusa’s come in. Hazel joined as well. Steve was trying to help as much as he could, but he was out of his league. Mom went to go get Estelle and her own Celestial Bronze weapon. “Annie! It’s getting harder to hold him down!” I said through gritted teeth. I had to take a step ahead and physically hold James down. All of a sudden, it was done. Annabeth dropped her hands and fell on one knee while panting hard, and I crawled over to her gently. “You ok?” I asked. She nodded. “A little help here?!” Frank called out. I focused on the monsters they were fighting. I focused on their blood and felt it’s flow. “I’m gonna freeze them. Take your chance.” I said. They nodded. I did as I said. The monsters froze. My friends stabbed their swords through them and the monsters burst into golden dust. They all collapsed onto the couches again. Nico approached James.

“James?” he asked softly. James caught his breath before answering. “Not James...Bucky...” he answered. He looked at Steve. “Did you do anything stupid?” he asked with a playful tone. Steve’s face lit up and they both met in the middle in a hug. I craddled Annabeth in my arms. She seemed...terrified... “What’s up?” I asked her softly. “He’s scarred almost as bad as us...” Annabeth said softly. I went still. “That can’t be possible...we went through Tartarus, Annie. No human can ever be as bad as us.” I said. “He is a demigod...but...he had it almost as bad as you...he was tortured...he was constantly brainwashed...he was forced to kill innocents...” Annabeth slowly listed off. With each thing she stated, my mind made images. I could see this guy facing something so horrifying. His expressions showed that. He did experience all of that. We wisely stayed quiet. He turned to us. “Thank you, Daughter of Athena. And Son of Poseidon.” Bucky stated with a thankful smile, in GREEK. “How did you know me?” I asked him. He pointed at his eyes. I nodded slowly. “Ok, now explain to me what happened exactly.” Steve demanded. “I’ll go get the snacks.” Mom said, already knowing that he was in for a long ride. “We’re demigods. As in offspring of God and Human. And yes, Greek gods do exist.” I stated. Steve nodded slowly once he finished processing that. “Let’s officially re-introduce ourselves. Bucky Barnes, Son of Hades, God of Death.” Bucky stated. “Nico DiAngelo, Son of Hades.” “Hazel Levesque. Daughter of Pluto, Roman form of Hades.” “Frank Zhang, Son of Mars, Roman form of Ares. God of War.” “Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena. Goddess of Wisdom” “Percy Jackson, Son of Poseidon. God of Water.” Steve rubbed his fingers on his temples. He gave a sideways glance to mom. “How did you manage to attract the god of water to you?” he muttered under his breath. All the demigods heard and cracked up.

#percy jackson #thewintersoldier #steve rogers #heroes of olympus #sally jackson #nico di angelo #frank zhang #hazel levesque #annabeth chase

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fuckyeahfandoms · 6 years

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Starry Night. [Poe Dameron X Reader]

So uh, my first fanfic on here. Dont know if I’ll continue posting on here but i’ve been a thot for poe x readers so here one is.

Warnings: Light swearing, bad writing.

pairing: poe x droidmechanic!reader

Poe jumped out of his X-Wing, the vehicle’s top staying open. He didn’t care, the only thing he cares about right now is his droid. “BB-8! Buddy, are you alright?” Poe exclaims out, helping BB-8 out of it’s place in his fighter. The droid chirped sadly. It was really beat up. When a couple TIE Fighters got too close Poe failed to protect BB-8 and got caught in the line of fire. Luckily, he wasn’t shot, but he still was damaged. “C'mon buddy, let’s take you to a mechanic.” Poe picked up his droid, whom was heavy, and walked out of the main hangar to where the escape pods and mechanics lied.

You just finished up on a reprogrammed war droid from atleast forty years ago. All it could say was “Roger, roger.“ but nonetheless was interesting to study. You finished fixing it’s joint and let it stand. “All done, buddy! You can go rest up now.” You told it. The droid followed your instructions and walked off into another room to charge up. You heard the small whir of the machine booting up and you were content with the quiet.

That was, until the best pilot in the Resistance came barging into your qaurters. He set down his BB unit droid and rushed right up to you.

“Sir, you cant--”

“I know, I know,” he spoke, his hands moved reassuringly. You could tell he was shaken up by something. His orange Resistance jumper clearly screaming that he was a pilot. “But my droid, BB-8, he was damaged pretty bad and I don’t know if I can fix him this time.” Poe looked down sadly. BB-8 rolled up slowly, it’s head down and busted up.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get your droid looking brand new. I just need your name.” You promised, pulling out a pen and peice of paper. You wrote down the description of the droid

sloppily before looking back at the pilot to get his name. He looked... familiar, you just couldn’t place it. Before you could think on it too much, he replied. “Poe. Poe Dameron.” Your stomach dropped. Poe Dameron?! The

Poe Dameron. “Best pilot in the resistance” Poe?

You kept your cool and wrote down his name too. Your handwriting was sloppy yet still readable.

“O-Okay, thank you. I’ll get right on it Poe.” and with that the famous pilot leaves hesitantly, the door hissing with it’s open and seal. You get past your nerves and kneel in front of BB-8. “Don’t worry, lil guy. We‘ll fix you right up. You’ll be brand new BB-8.”

***

Hours passed since late last night. The sun of the grassy planet you were based on was starting to rise. You worked on BB-8 all night, trying to get him done as fast as possible. You didn’t know when he was needed on another Resistance mission and you didn't intend on making him late. You especially didn’t want to get in trouble with the General. “Okay BB-8 all we need now is your antenna. You feel better?” You asked as you got up and opened your drawer. You scanned it to find the one labeled “BB UNIT.“

BB-8 let out a string of beeps and chirps. “I’m glad buddy.” You flashed a smile at him before turning back to find an antenna. You finally find the ones suitable for a BB unit and you pluck it from it's place. You kneel in front of BB-8. You start to put it in place before BB-8 starts “talking” again. You’re taken back. “What? No, BB-8, you’re mistaken. You showed up really beat down. Your circuits weren’t working properly.”

The little droid insisted on the idea that you had a crush on Poe. “Alright BB-8 so what if I do?” The droid starting beeping happily, rolling forward and back like a happy puppy. ”Hey!” You stop working on his antenna. You place your hands on your thighs. “You can’t tell a soul. Or droid. Especially Poe or C-3PO. We both know that droid can’t keep a secret. But, that’s beside the point. You can’t tell him. This is my first official interaction with him besides seeing him in the dining hall or around the base.” BB-8 beeps in agreement. You sigh in relief. “Thank you, BB-8. If you didn’t agree I was ready to reprogram you.” You joked and BB-8’s head jerked back in fake surprise, making you giggle. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this thing on and you’ll be ready to see Poe again.”

You call Poe into your workshop immediately. Once he shows up, he’s panting. The door unlocks with a hiss and reveals the pilot, out of breath. You chuckle, “You sure got here fast.” He smiles, completely entering the room causing the door to seal with another hiss. BB-8 comes barelling towards Poe. “Oh, buddy! I missed you!” Poe exclaimed, he wore a huge smile as he rubbed BB-8’s belly as if he was a dog. You can’t help but smile at the relationship that Poe and his droid have. Most just cared about their droid getting the job done but Poe cared for his droid like it was a real person. Poe stood, dismissing himself from BB-8 for a second. He was still wearing his jumper. Vest and all.

Poe walked up to you and placing a hand on your shoulder. “Thank you so much for fixing BB-8. I don‘t know how to make it up to you.”

You smiled nervously and rubbed your head, “How about breakfast? I haven‘t got a wink of sleep.” Poe’s features shifted. “I’m s--” You stopped him right there. “No need to apologize. BB-8 kept me company. Your droid’s quite funny, you know. Which made me think, do droids-- other than protocol droids--understand jokes?” Poe stopped to think and BB-8 beeped out something that made you erupt into laughter. “My flying ski--? BB-8!” Poe exclaimed out. “Listen, I don’t know where he got that from.”

Your laughing fit started to wind down. “He’s probably been spending too much time with R2.” Poe laughed, “You might be right there.“ Poe shifted a little, “About that breakfast.” You jumped, “Oh right! Yeah hold on.” You unzipped your jumpsuit, letting it fall around your waist. You tied the sleeves together quickly and you felt the breeze of the room with your tanktop on. You grabbed some credits from the top of your counter. You turned to Poe.

His brown eyes were just staring at you before he snapped back into reality. “No, I’ll pay.” He insisted. You felt concern grow. “Are you sure?” You questioned, slowly placing the credits back onto the table. “Yeah, you fixed my droid, it’s the least I can do.” You smiled at his generosity and began to walk aside him to the door which quickly opened. “I never caught your name.” He said, BB-8 trailing behing the both of you as you set your paths to the mess hall. You tucked a stray hair from your face, setting it behind your ear. “Y/N.” You replied. Poe smirked. “Well, Miss Y/N, it’s been a pleasure having you fix my droid.” He bumped his shoulder with yours. You giggled, replying back in the same fashion. “Well, Mr. Dameron, it’s been a pleasure fixing your droid and having you buy me food.”

***

Months to come after that came more visits from Poe. It’s been four months since BB-8’s incident and Poe (along with BB-8) have not stopped visiting you. The droid has taken quite a liking to you and you think Poe has too.

The two of you have grown very close. Best friends even. Plus, ever since BB-8’s incident, Poe always brought you food when you didn‘t show up at the mess hall for dinner. Which was very sweet of him. And when you did show up, he kept you company by sitting with you everytime.

Today was one of those days where you missed dinner because of a protocol droid with a broken arm. You needed to replace the whole thing and rewire it completely. When you were done, it was just starting to become ten o’ clock. “God damnit.” You muttered under your breath. Poe wasn’t going to come, he was already sleeping probably. You sat down, going through your list of what to do tomorrow morning before you went to bed.

The door opened with a loud hiss and a small knock followed. “Y/N?” You sat up immediately. “Huh?” It was Poe. With food in his hands.

You rushed up to him and enveloped him in a hug. “You saved me. Thank you so much.” You took the bag of food from his hands and kissed his cheek. You grabbed the bag and turned to go sit but Poe grabbed your wrist, spinning you around. You were met eye to eye with him. He looked a bit flustered but maintained his suave nature. He looked all fancied up too. Shirt, jacket, pants, boots. Okay maybe it’s what he wore causally all the time but it’s rare you ever see him dressed this way. “I don’t think so missy. You’re coming with me.” You raised an eyebrow, “Where is that exactly?” Poe smirked, his brown eyes twinkled. “The most beautiful spot in the Resistance base.”

You followed him to wherever the hell he was taking you. You took small bites of the food Poe brought you when he wasn’t looking. “So uh, where’s BB-8?” You ask quietly, trying not to wake up the entire base and hiding your mouth full of food. “Like my droid better than me now, do we?” He chuckled. “BB-8’s back in my quarters. He had a long day.” You laughed. “How would a droid have a long day Dameron?”

“He was helping me a lot today.” Poe said defensively, the smile still bright on his face. “You should know about droids more than anyone Y/N.” He nudged you and you smiled leaning into him so he could wrap his arm around your shoulders, the leather of his jacket felt warm on your shoulders that were exposed by your tanktop. Your jumpsuit was tied around your waist again, you didn’t want to sweat wherever you were going. Besides, if you got hot, you had pants under.

Poe, while walking, looked down at your food. “Have you been eating that?” He pointed and you snorted loudly, erupting into laughter. “Shh!” he shushed you, but he was laughing himself.

***

After a few minutes of walking Poe finally lead you to the hangars. Poe jogged over to a stack of crates, and climbed on top of them. You slowly walked up to him. “What are you doing?” You question, genuinely curious now. Poe extended his hand and after giving him a weird look you took it. He hoisted you up, opening a tile that lead to the roof where stars lied for as far as you could see. The scenic view of the grass planet you were stationed only added to the view.

“Woah,” You breathed out. “Yeah,” Poe whispered out gruffly. “The views gorgeous isn’t it?” You turn to look at Poe and his eyes met yours. Was he looking at you this whole time?

“I just thought I would bring you out here for once. You’re always holed up in that workshop of yours.” You smiled, unsure if Poe could see you smiling. “Thank you, Poe.”

“Anytime, doll.”

Your stomach sunk at the nickname but you ignored it, thinking it meant nothing. Instead, you grabbed your food and started to eat it. Poe leaned back and rested on his elbows his brown eyes flickering between the night sky and you.

When you finished your food, you set it aside and laid back, putting one arm under your head and the other on your stomach.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Poe?”

“I love you.”

Your heart stopped before it began racing again. He loved you? As friends?

“I-I love you too, Poe.”

He suddenly turned over to his side, facing you. He was leaning on his left arm, his hands cupped. “No, like, I love you.”

You sat up. “Poe...? What do you mean?”

“Okay. Uh, Y/N ever since months ago when you fixed BB-8. I’ve sort of had a small crush on you and I used this,” He gestured around the two of you. “As a excuse to ask you out. Not the best but--”

You were taken back. Poe liked you? Holy hell. You were overwhelmed. “Poe,” you said softly which made him look up at you. “I’ve always felt the same. I-I love you, flyboy.” And with a giant grin, Poe pushed his lips onto yours.

The rest of the night was spent talking (and kissing) until the both of you fell asleep.

#poe dameron #star wars #star wars reader insert #poe x reader #poe dameron x reader

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introvertsguild · 7 years

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Today and Tomorrow.

A small spill has you on your knees underneath your desk, wiping away the bright yellow liquid with a rag. It almost looks like it’s glowing even though the light from your overhead lamp is blocked by your desk.

“Why don’t you do this more often, huh? Just knock everything down while you’re at it!”, you mutter to yourself. It was an accident but it just intensified the anger you had inside you. Your payment from that gang never came this week, you felt a knot in your stomach - as if something was wrong.

BANGBANGBANG!

The loud noise at the door sends you jumping and hitting the back of your head underneath the table. You curse aloud, taking your hand and setting it on the back of your head. Before you can fully get out from underneath the table, you hear the sound of your front door being bashed down. Your door is ajar, from there you can see soldiers with guns piling in. Your eyes go wide and you grab your bat- It’s not going to take them down, but it’s something.

You plant your back against the wall, trying to quiet your scared panting. You try and listen in on them, not knowing what they are here for.

“All clear, no weapons, no nothing..”, a soldier pauses, “Wait..”. You hear footsteps coming closer to your door and you lift your bat. “Check that door!”

“Roger that!”, another one says, his footsteps get close and closer. When he opens the door, he swings left with his gun, not checking behind him. That’s when you strike the bat down his shoulder. He grunts, turning around, he yells, “Target in sight!”. More footsteps follow as he alerted the others. You grit your teeth and raises your bat again to strike at his head. He dodges and kicks you right in your abdomen.

The air leaves your body entirely as your back hits the floor with a ‘thwump’. The room is filled with more soldiers, faces covered by their helmets. You grunt, it’s hard to breathe. Your vision is black around the edges but you see two, three, four guns being pointed at you, specifically your face.

Your eyes go wide as the fifth gun to your face fires quietly and hits your shoulder. The room is spinning, your vision going blurry. You’re gone, the black void taking you.

The helicopter ride should be going alot better. You’ve been vomiting since the damn thing took off and now you were on vomiting right outside the door, the contents falling in the air and out of sight. Thank God you were over uninhabited terrain otherwise that would have been very awkward.

Commander Gabriel Reyes sat buckled in front of you, shaking his head with his palm in his face. The first two times he thought it was hilarious, snickering at your pale face but by the fifth time he was telling you to keep drinking as much as water as possible to keep something inside you. You were too sick to deny his hospitality so you drank and drank, throwing it up minutes later.

Living in Greece all your life, you never once took to the skies, not even in the Omnic attack. Your brother wanted to stay in Valos, volunteering his time to keep the bots at bay from the Refugee Camp. You couldn’t bare to leave your only family behind so you stayed instead of taking the plane to the next, more secured camp that awaited you in London. You missed your brother and you wondered if he missed you too.

“We’re almost there, niña, think you can keep your stomach intact till then?”, Gabriel speaks to you, looking for your eye contact. You groan, clutching your stomach. “How long?”, you ask, rubbing your stomach and tried focusing on your breathing.

“Got twenty minutes until we reach Gibraltar”, he replies.

You groan louder, turning your head away from the opened side of the helicopter. The light made your headache worse but you needed it open it in case you threw up again.

“You are possibly the worst passenger I’ve ever been with”, rolling his eyes.

You inhale, “Never left Greece in my life”, you exhale. You think you can keep it together until you don’t and are sticking your head back out the door, discolored water leaving you for the seventh time.

The helicopter lands and you thank every God and Goddess you’ve ever heard of. The sun hits your face as you just sit there, hands trembling. You try and pull yourself together, not wanting to seem like a pathetic puking machine but from Gabe’s impression you might already be.

You unbuckle yourself, trying to sit up before a hand pushes you back. You look up to see Gabe shaking his head, “Don’t move, niña, we’ll get a doctor to look at you”.

“I-uh-I feel fine!”, you blurt out. You hated doctors and you’ve hardly been seen one because of your hatred. The doctors at the refugee camp were awful, not that friendly and would hardly give you a pill for a back pain or sore you’ve had for months from training. They said, ‘They are only for the dying!’, ‘No! If you can handle a few metal punches, you can handle a back pain!’. Not to mention the doctors who wouldn’t clean their needles before putting in antibiotics in you. You hated Doctors and didn’t want to see one, even if Gabriel was glaring at you. You turn away, tired of seeing his face.

He leaves then and you hear a softer pair of heels walk up the ramp. You turn away, trying to move your whole body away from anyone coming near you. A hand gently places itself on your shoulder.

“Hello, my name is Dr. Zeigler. Gabe told me you were vomiting..”

A woman’s voice? You turn to see her face and suddenly you’ve met something so much brighter than the sun itself. A woman, her blonde hair tied up, eyes blue as the sea you were surrounded by. She has a look of concern across her face, looking for an answer to cure your vomiting. You glance at her clothes, a lab covering a white suit of some kind. She donned a bronze halo on her head, as if she were an actual angel from Heaven. The sun casted across her face and she squinted a little bit.

“I’d like to know what is bothering you so that I might give you something for the pain”

An angle from Switzerland, you guessed by her thick accent.

“I..I uh.. I’ve been vomiting since I got on this damn thing..”, you try and sound tough but the stuttering gives way. She gives you a water bottle, telling you to drink. You glance to the water and back at her before taking a few sips.

“Drink slowly and relax your breathing, don’t get up until you are no longer sick, okay? Also, make sure to come see me some time today for some pills to settle your stomach”

“O-Okay..”, you continue sipping on the bottle. She smiles at you and you discover that she’s beautiful, the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. You think you’re blushing and look away. “Thanks for the water”, you mutter and she leaves you to recollect yourself.

The buzzing headache and pain in your stomach is gone. You have the strength to unbuckle and rise from your seat. The feeling in your legs is weird, like Jell-O. You grab hold of the pole above you for support and sigh.

When you feel like you can walk, you grab onto anything you can as you make your way to the ramp. The chilly wind from the platform makes your hair dance and stand on end. You look around and realize how huge this base is. It’d probably take you a few weeks-maybe months- to figure out the foundation of this place. You take another deep breath and make your way down the ramp, still holding on to your stomach softly.

“Hey! you feeling better?”, Gabe’s voice is behind you. You turn to see him standing there with arms crossed over his chest. You nod, “Atleast I can walk, right?”.

“Good, cause we got a little meet ‘n greet over dinner.. Come on”

You follow Gabe in silence, taking in the scenery of the base. It was large and labyrinth like, every building made of steel and towering with magnificence. The chill of the air clung to you even after you got inside and closed the door behind you. Your skin shivered, you note you’ll have to get warmer clothes if the Gibraltar wind was this cold. At least inside, the heat was on.

Gabriel started pointing things out on your way to the meal hall. He pointed to one orange door that had the sign, “SLEEPING QUARTERS” where you would be sleeping with the rest of the new recruits. A question popped into your head.

“New.. recruits? You mean I’m not the only new person here?”, you ask quizzically, watching his head for any sign of answer. He simply nodded.

“Like you’re the only one I had to drag off into the night and interrogate, princess!”

He didn’t have to look at your wide eyed expression to start laughing. He slapped his hand to his chest and coughed. “Nah, just kidding, you were the only one I had to cuff to a chair though..”, you roll your eyes, as if you needed to be reminded of the rough treatment.

New questions came popping up. How many are there? What were they like? Were there other women like you?

Gabriel kept showing you other rooms, like the bathrooms, showers, kitchen, storage closet and where the training range was- he was very particular that you would be using that area alot.

He finally came up to a door that had the sign, ‘MESS HALL’ on the front and opened it. The noise spilled out and you could hear men laughing and probably roughhousing by the grunts and chairs moving about.

“Quit bein’ a dick, Thomas!”

“You started it, McCree! Get an armpit to the face!”

“No, no, NO!”

All empty, playful threats with jovial laughter and not one of the five men noticed you enter the room.

That is until Gabriel himself entered and roared.

“ATTENTION!”

Whatever words, laughter or snickering were about to come out immediately ceased. Five young men stood at attention, some without their hands to their head. Then, suddenly, one of them chuckled.

He was wearing a cowboy hat with a red bandana wrapped around his neck. He dropped his hand and waved his hand at the Commander.

“What’s with the formalities, Gabe? That ain’t like you!”, he exclaimed. He had a thick Southern drawl and he was VERY cute. Auburn hair at half length and probably even more hidden underneath that hat.

“Shut up, McCree.. We finally have our last recruit joining us for dinner”

You hadn’t realized you were hiding behind Gabriel absentmindedly. He moved away, allowing the gentlemen at the table to get a full view of their new teammate. Five men stared at you- some excited, some shocked and only one with a full smile on his face. “McCree”, as Gabe called him.

“She looks tiny, Commander! What’s she gonna do?”

“Your new new teammate is going to be the team’s sniper. She’s done it in the past and now she’s going to do it now, for Blackwatch”

The boys nodded their heads as you came a bit closer as McCree beckoned you over with one metal arm. He pulled a seat out for you to sit.. And you thought it would be worse than this.

“T-Thank you..” you mumbled to McCree, loud enough for him to hear. He tipped his hat.

“So what’s your name, darlin’? Other than ‘beautiful’?”

You let out a loud laugh, you hadn’t been together for five minutes and the man was already trying to flirt with you. You saw McCree blush out of embarrassment, his flirting backfiring. It didn’t seem to discourage him from keeping a conversation though. He chuckled himself, scratching the back of his head.

“It’s Abelha”

“Abel-wha?”

You coughed into your hand. “Abelha, my grandfather used to call me that all the time when I was young.. It means ‘bee’ in Portuguese.”

A loud thump! hit the table that made you jump. A giant pot with billows of steam coming out of the opened top sat there. Your nose is filled with spice. The aroma hitting your nose so fast you began to drool. You must have been starving. Your stomach took an onslaught of vomiting earlier today and it was time to fill it up with real food.

It smelled amazing. The other men were thinking the same thing as well since you saw the drool escaping their lips. Your Commander sits down at the head of the table and everyone is quiet, like you’ve been given a present and are awaiting permission to open it.

Except for one, of course. McCree’s hand sticks out in the empty silence and grabs the ladle in the giant pot. Stirring it up a little, he takes a whiff and smiles, “This smells way better than the shit we had in Sweden, Chief! What’s in it?”. Gabriel cocks his head and shrugs. “It’s the Reyes Special. What’s everyone looking at? Dig in!”

McCree takes two ladles full of the steaming chili and passes it to you. You mutter a thank you and pour the chili all the way at the top of your bowl until it makes a small hill. You’re ready to dig in but then you hear a scoff.

“Hey, mind saving some for the REST of us?”

The younger man, probably around your age sneers at you. You take the ladel and immediately begin putting some of the chili back. The hunger inside must have gotten the better of you. You were taking more than you should have. Your face beet red from embarrassment.

“Hey! Cut that shit out, what are you the food police, chico?”

“She’s taking it all, Commander!”, said the other man sitting next to his friend. His light blue eyes turning from Gabriel to immediately shoot his head in your direction with an icy glare. Why were these boys so protective of the chili? This is an Overwatch base, surely there’s more than one pot of chili sitting around.

“Boy, you keep your mouth shut and just eat your damn food! Niñas been vomiting the whole ride over here, she needs the extra energy. So stop your pissing and whining and EAT! It’s only for tonight though, next night she’s only getting the same portions and the day after, and the day after..”, Gabe makes gentle eye contact with you, “Understood?”.

You nod. You didn’t think you’d be spoiled the entire time here anyways and you were so hungry. You hand the pot over to the guy across from you, “Sorry, sorry.. Here you go”.

He snatches the ladle from you but doesn’t sneer this time and begins making his bowl. You cut yourself from making anymore eye contact than you need to and just focus at the bowl of food in front of you. It was like someone took a sack of spices and hit you in the face with it. Taking your spoon, you scoop up a good handful and let it sink into your mouth. You give a quiet moan of delight. Your eyes close and a image of your grandmother’s smile floats into your mind.

#chapter 2 #overwatch #fanfic #jesse mccree #gabriel reyes #blackwatch #Abelha

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Insert 4 "So tell me, how have you been?" asked this guy who was now seated with me on my table. And just then something hit me, i know this guy (excited) This is the guy from House 22, the guy who was supposed to be my skhafthini (lunchbox) the night i broke up with Thabo. This is the meal that was taken out of my mouth by the very same Kabo i married. The very same Kabo who today is depriving me of my rightful fruits of marriage. I cant believe he looks this good, he is yummier than i had imagine. As drunk as i was that night, my eyes could pierce through his pants and could see the unseeable. I thought i was never gonna have those unseeables again. But then here they are sitting witv me tonight. So this means, my prayers for tonight are in good terms. "Ive been good, thanks for asking, yourself?" "Ah you know man, God has been great." "Can i join you?" He continued "Sure, no problem." "I hope tonight you are really alone, i really dont wanna cause any problems for you again." "No, you can relax, im here alone." I replied "So tell me, what really happened to you that night? Who was that guy? Your hosband? ( hosband as pronounced by him, its not a spelling mistake, you know them race and their accent mos. So when ever he appears in my episodes and you see some kinda spelling mistake, just note that its probably him talking lol😂) "He was not my husband, he just took me home." "Ok, i was really worried about you." "How long has it been thou, 5 years? 6 years?" He continued asking. "Ya most probably, 5 to 6 years or more." "But you havent changed a bit, that is why i noticed you so easily." Like duh! Who is he trying to fool? I havent changed a bit in 8 years? Men will say anything just to get under your pants. "Thanks." I said as a gave him a grin. "My name is Wilson, by the way." "Nice to know you Wilson, im Tumi." So Wilson sat with me through the evening. We ordered some food and drinks, then some more food and even more drinks. We clicked i must add. He had a great sense of humor and he seemed to managed to cheer my sour heart. I even forgot where i came from, who i left behind and what i had to go back home to. He just made me melt. For the first time in years i laughed this loud. I was just in another world. I realised how miserable ive been and how much i missed out on life. This moment with Wilson, made me regret even more why i married Kabo in the first time. The nights i have wasted waiting for him to come home, only for him to come home after midnight drunk and snoring. The cold evenings i had to endure longing for someone to cuddle me and share dinner with me. The nights i have waisted in that house trying to potray a good wife imagine to his family and the neighbors, not going going put with my friends anymore. Not to mention the friends i had to cut off because according to him they werent suitable or healthy for our marriage. All this made me wanna puke. I wished there was an online application for divorce, i could just file for it right there and there. But bad news is i couldnt, no matter how good this "Wilson" moment felt, it is going to end soon and im gonna have to go back to him. I couldnt even let my mind think of divorce for another second, cause he would leave me as poor as a dog. I bet he would even take underwears. Wilson and i had a lot in common, we did the same subjects in high school, listened to same music, he also loved books and turns out he studied Law like i did. Well maybe not exactly like i did, atleast yena he graduated lol. But then let me not get way ahead of myself, we are just flirting, this is nothing serious. So just chill Tumi chill. It was just after 23:00 when we walked out of Newscafè. We thought that well maybe we should take our lil party somewhere private. We had everything worked out and planned and all excited. That we leave my car here, we take his car, we go to his apartment, we have fun, he drives me back, get my car and then i drive back home. Perfect plan hey? Mxm...i wish it was the perfect plan. It has to be the perfect plan. I have been dickless for weeks now, i need some kind of penetration therapy. So tonight is the night, im going all out and nothing is going to stop me. "Tumi." I heard someone calling out my name as we were about to approach Wilson's car. And it was definetely a man's voice but it wasnt Kabo's. "O ya kae?"(where are you going) that person asked Goodness dammit. Its Sebalo, Kabo's older brother. The hottest brother inlaw ever has spotted me "Oh, Sebalo, i was just..." "I know what you were about to do, come im taking you home." He interrupted me before i could finish my sentence . "No, what you mean you taking me home, im OK," "Tumi please lets not do this the hard way, theres no way im leaving you with this lekwerekwere (foreigner)." Hey dont ever call a foreigner by that name, you shall die my friend lol "Hey hey hey my brotha, you don't know me and I don't know you, you dont get to call me names, listen to me..." Wilson lashed at Sebalo ka deep anger pointing him with his car keys "Ok ok guys, please stop." "Sebalo its fine you can take me home, Wilson ill call you tomorrow." Me trying to calm the situation down. "No, dont call. Dont fucken call me. You are so much trouble. What kind of a woman are you?" Wilson shouted "Everywhere i see you, theres some guy coming out of nowhere to take you home. I should have let you pay for your bill bi#ch." He added as he walked into his big machine car and driving away. Wheeew...now there i was in this parking lot. Everyone is staring at us. Worse part im in this situation with my brother inlaw. How do i explain this to him? What if he tells Kabo? But i know Sebalo is a very decent guy, i bet he wouldnt. I hope he doesnt. So we walked quietly towards his car which was now parked next to mine. "Tsena ka mo koloing."(get inside the car) he said "And then ya me yona?"( and what about my car?) I asked him "O sa wara i ll leave your car keys with my friend, he will follow us with it." He said as he walked back towards Newscafè and handing over the keys to someone who already was waiting for him outside. What was supposed to be a 20 minute drive seemed like a 4 hour drive to Limpopo. We were quite all through until we got to my house. It was just after midnight and his lil brother was not home "E ban, o kae Kabo?" (Where is Kabo) He asked as we entered the house. "I dont know." I answerd him throwing myself on the couch and attempting to take off my shoes. "Oh i see, no wonder o le busy le makwerekwere a ko Karenpark." "Mxm, that is just a friend." "When does your friend arrive, i thought he was behind us?" "No o sa wara ka oo( dont worry about that one) i told him ill call and tell him to come when we are done." "Done what? Aker you dropped me off, im safe inside the house. Call him now." He just laughed at me and started walking slowly towards me. What the f#ck is this now. "You thought i would just let you off the hook that easily? Well you thought wrong." "What do you mean?" I asked in shock "Its a beautiful dress you wearing by the way, i like how it shapes your ass. My brother sure does have great take." He added his nonsense, now close enough that our bodies we touch now. I was in shock. This cant be Sebalo talking, he must be high of some drug or something. Kana Sebalo is the most loyal, respectful guy i ever met. He wouldnt even look at other women. He was committed to his wife and kids. He was the perfect example of a husband and how married men should behave. Well perfect example se foot! Why is he not home with his wife now? I just laughed and tried walking passed him. What shocks me is that he wasnt even drunk, well atleast he didnt look drunk or smell any alcohol on him. Just then he grabbed both ass and pulled me towards him. Close enough to feel is hard erection. Shit! This guy is serious. He then leaned over and whispered in my ear. "This is simple Tumi, we go to the bedroom! I help you get out of that sexy dress you wearing. I take off ur bra and painties if you wearing any. Then i lick your tits and... "Sebalo please stop." I interrupted him Truly speaking, i was wetting my thong already. With his erection hard on top of my punani. I was already drooling But i knew i couldnt i had to pull myself together and get him away from me, I'll scream if I have to. This is my brother inlaw. "Shhhh as i was saying, ok never mind what i was saying, or we can do it right here on the cough if you like?" Mxm bloody pervet. "We do this and you and i both forget about lekwerekwere la ko Karenpark, your secret stays safe with me." He started kissing my neck, grabbing my ass even tighter... Is this gonna happen? Is my brother inlaw blackmailing me? *****************

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