#( ooo i feel like after some time. somethings gotta blow. )

[iovejolie]

whatever you do

masterlist

pairing .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ angelina jolie x fem!reader

request .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ “so angelina and fem!reader secretly being in a relationship but no body know not even the kids. and one day they get kinda drunk and tell everyone about the relationship and you can write their reactions if you want:)”

warnings .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ drinking, kinda mentions it smut and fluff really cussing.

lower case intended

A/N .⭒ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ i had fun writing this, reader has 2 kids who are like 15. reader and angelina’s have known each other since they were kids and readers moms (two moms) is like angelinas moms and they treats all of angie’s kids as their grandkids. if that makes sense . also reader is also a actress!! and is like 45.

not proofread !!

your relationship with angelina had been something that started because the two of you would need release every night and then. you guys had been friends since you were teenagers, so it was really nothing weird.

as that went on the two of you developed feelings for each other.

and one night after y’all hade finished you may or may not have told her you were in love with her, but she told you told you she was in love with you too.

every since then the two of you have been a couple. but no one knows like no one, not her kids, not your kids. but that was the joys of sneaking around. it made the two of you feel young again.

seeing as all the kids were currently gone to your mother’s house, because angelina’s kids are technically your mothers grand-babies as she said.

since the two of you had the house al to yourselves you thought it would be a good idea to have some wine. which was not a good idea because the two of you are lightweights.

“ooo we should go live on instagram” you said very tipsy.

“what the hell is live on instagram?” angelina asked.

“oh i forget how little you know about social media” you said getting up, grabbing your phone.

you made your way to the kitchen setting the phone up.

going to instagram you swiping over you posted on your story, “going live with angelina in like 5 minutes.”

that five minutes giving you time to explain what instagram live is.

after you explained, angelina still being drunk tried her best to process everything you said.

“also we have to be careful to not slip up about our relationship.” you through in before starting the live.

angelina hadn’t caught the last part of what you said because she was pouring herself more wine.

you started up the live and the fans started pouring in.

“omg there so many people, are they like in your phone?” angelina asked watching the number count go up.

“no silly.” you said giggling.

you started reading some of the comments, telling people hi and telling them you love them back. meanwhile angelina was stuck admiring your facial features.

eventually she looked away and started reading the comments seeing onethat said ‘why is angelina looking at y/n like she wants to fuck her?’

“because i do” angelina said.

your eyes widened as you realized what she was referring to. the comments began to blow up.

“guys isn’t y/n one of the most beautiful people ever? her face is so perfect and her lips… whew her lips are so kissable. i’m so in love with her.” she said looking at the phone.

“don’t listen to her guys she’s just playing.” you said sobering up kinda.

“no i’m not. you know me and y/n have been dating for like 6 months.” she said grabbing your face.

“okay i think it times for us to go, bye love you guys.” you said quickly ending the live

“angelina i literally said whatever you do don’t mention our relationship.” you said

“oops” you said giving you a goofy smile. you couldn’t even be mad at her she so pretty.

you took her alcohol and gave her some water, “you gotta sober up girl.” you said kissing her on her forehead.

your phone started going off, seeing it was twitter notifications, it was definitely just people panicking over waht angelina said. you’d worry about that later.

angelina’s phone started ringing seeing it was the kids.

“you sober enough to talk to them?” you asked angelina.

“yeah”

the two of you stretched, preparing yourself for what’s to come.

answering.

“how are the two of you in a relationship and don’t tell your kids?”

“are y’all playing with peoples feelings or are y’all serious?”

“i want an explanation!”

“how did we not see it?”

you heard all at once.

“okay okay okay, let’s calm down kids.” you said.

“calm down? calm down? the two of you have been dating for 6 months, never telling your kids and you expect us to calm down?” your daughter asked.

“ok look it wasn’t supposed to come out, we got a little tipsy, and it happened, we were obviously gonna tell you guys when the time was really right and we had everyone in one place, since not maddox and pax are at college it was kinda hard.” angelina said.

all the kids started processing what had been said, all coming to the realization that they understood.

“we’ll we’re all happy for the two of you.” zahara said.

“wait does this mean we’ll be spending more time at angelina’s house?” you son asked.

“yeah kid it does.” you told him.

“okay well bye we’re gonna go watch movies, see you guys tomorrow.” shiloh said.

“bye guys love you” you ad angelina said together.

hanging up, you put the phone to the side.

“we’re gonna have to deal with the people on the internet now.” you said.

“how about we don’t. i mean they know so there’s really nothing for us to address.” angelina said completely sober.

“true.”

“i can’t believe i got that dunk?” angelina said.

you laughed, “things happen sometimes. why don’t we go shower and get in bed?” you said standing up hold out your hand to her.

“i’d love that.” she said grabbing your hand.

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[lilchibi-chan]

Reader Has a BF x MHA Boys Pt.3

Part 1

Part 2

It’s the next day and everything from yesterday feels like a dream. You’ve never seen Todoroki that angry and even though you weren’t proud of what he did, you thought it was kinda hot. Seeing Todoroki as something other than composed brought this sort of rise out of you.

This week, UA is going to be doing a cultural festival and class 1A is in charge of coming up with different booths to have for everyone to enjoy when they come to the school.

Some people came up with games like ring toss and the game where you knock down the bottles, other people said a booth where you sell charms for luck, love, etc.

“Ooo!! Guys!! What if we do a kissing booth?!” Mina asks excited

Some of the other girls and boys agreed that a kissing booth was a great idea.

“I really do not think that is and appropriate feature that we should advertise as an academic institution,” Iida says

“Oh c’mon, Iida! It should be fun, that is what the cultural festival is all about,” you say, encouraging Mina’s idea

Everyone else chimed in and thought it was a great idea as well.

Iida was out voted.

“Well, if you all want it so bad, then pick who would be in charge of running the booth,” Iida says

“I think Y/n should do it,” Mina says

“Mina!! I have a boyfriend! I can’t,” you say protesting the idea

“Oh yeah.. you’re right.. sorry,” she says rubbing the back of her head

“W-what about Todoroki,” Hagakure asks shyly

Although no one can see her, you can tell that she was blushing.

“Todoroki would never-”

“I mean I don’t see why not,” Todoroki says, cutting you off

“R-really,” you ask confused with a tinge of irritation

“Yeah,” he says monotone

“Oh,” you say somewhat sad

You don’t even know why you’re sad. Todoroki is single and free to do what he wants. Not just because he’s single, but he’s also his own person.

But you also know Todoroki has feelings for you.

‘Maybe he’s trying to make you jealous’ you think to yourself

‘No way, Todoroki isn’t that petty’ you mentally respond

“Y/N, you feelin okay,” Mina asks, snapping you out of your thoughts

“Y-yeah, just zoned out..sorry,” you say, putting on a smile

“Okay, so now we just need a girl to run the booth with Todoroki,” Mina says excitedly

“What about you Mina, it was you who came up with it. It would only be right,” you say

“Sure, I don’t mind,” she says

“Alright, then it’s settled, Mina and Todoroki will run the kissing booth,” Iida says

Mina moves closer to you and whispers

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on Todoroki for you”

“W-what’re you talking about,” you ask nervous as to what she’s implying

“I saw how you reacted when Hagakure offered him up. I’m not dumb ya know,” she says

“I know,” you say laughing,“but it’s not like that”

“Okaaaayyy,” Mina says not believing you

“It’s not,” you say back

“Look, I’m not gonna bully you into admitting it, but I can see that there’s an attraction there,” she says and makes her way to her desk

‘I don’t have feelings for him. I mean he is handsome and brave and when he smiles it’s really cute,”

‘Don’t forget that time with the tub,’ your other inner voice chimes in

‘Yeah that was-wait!! NO!! YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!’ you say mentally shaking yourself to get a grip

“Y/n,” Todoroki says, snapping his fingers and taking you out of your head

“Y-yeah, sorry what was that,” you ask

He laughs

“You somewhat resembled Midoriya for a second when you were thinking to yourself,” he starts,“but I was asking if you wanted to have lunch together today.”

“Of course!! We always eat lunch together,” you say with a smile

“Good...I was hoping yesterday didn’t mess anything up between you and I,” he says

“Todoroki, we’re best friends. Nothing can break us apart. Not even a misunderstanding with my boyfriend,” you say honestly

At lunch, you, Todoroki, and the rest of the squad sat together. You sat across from Todoroki.

“Todoroki,” you speak up

“Yes,” he says

“Why-why are you doing the kissing booth,” you ask, wanting desparately to know

“Just because,” he says, not looking you in the eye

“Todoroki, have you even had your first kiss yet,” you ask

“N-no,” he says, somewhat embarrassed,“but what does it matter, if it doesn’t mean anything.”

“A first kiss is special and it should be with someone you truly care for and they care for you too,” you say honestly

He looks at you for a moment

“Mm,” is all he says and goes back to eating

It’s been a couple weeks since you and Bakugou have spoken and the same goes for your boyfriend.

Flashback

‘We need to talk,’ you text your boyfriend

‘Sure babe...is everything alright,” he asks concerned

‘Yeah...I just really need to see you,’ you respond and send him a ping to a park that happens to be half way between UA and his house

You decide to sit on the swing set and wait for your boyfriend.

There is a soft breeze blowing, so you decide to close your eyes and hum a tune until he arrives. Softly swinging back and forth for a few moments, allowing the wind to caress your skin and kiss your hair.

All the while, your mind drifted back and forth between your boyfriend and Bakugou until it just just stopped and stayed on Bakugou. That moment in the photo booth kept sticking out like a sore thumb.

You could only think about how it felt when you two were close and how badly you wanted to kiss him. You never really felt that with your boyfriend as long as you two have been together. You were definitely attracted to your boyfriend, but the way you felt with Bakugou just felt so...magnetic.

“Hey,” you hear behind you,causing you to jump

“Hey,” you say, knowing exactly who it is

“So what did you wanna talk about”

“Us” you say, getting straight to the point

“Where is this coming from,” your boyfriend asks confused

“We’ve needed to talk for a little while, but it was further confirmed today,” you say anxiously

“Well, what happened today,” he asks starting to get mad about what you might be implying

You explain everything that happened today, even the part about the photo booth.

You both sit in silence but you can tell he’s fuming.

“I’m gonna fucking kill him,” he says getting up to punch a tree

“If you’re gonna kill him, then you’re gonna have to kill me too,” you say honestly

“And why the fuck is that,” he asks getting angrier

You stay quiet, dreading the thought of telling him, but you swore not to break his trust.

“You wanted him to kiss you,” he says, almost as if reading your mind

“How long have you felt this way,” he asks, demanding an answer

“A while...” you say, not giving him eye contact

“How long is a while”

You stay quiet

“Goddammit! Answer me!! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MAKING ME LOOK FUCKING STUPID?”

“LOOK I NEVER SAID I WAS PROUD OF IT OKAY,” you say finally losing it,“AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I NEVER ACTED ON ANY OF WHAT I FELT BECAUSE I LOVED YOU AND HAD ENOUGH RESPECT FOR YOU AND OUR RELATIONSHIP!”

“OH YEAH AND HOW IS LETTING HIM KISS YOU RESPECTFUL?!”

“WE DIDN’T KISS!”

“BUT YOU WANTED TO...and that’s the point. You may not have physically cheated, but your emotions are clearly with him.”

He turns around and starts rubbing his forehead.

“You know what,” he starts,“maybe we need some time apart. You gotta figure out what you want and I’m not gonna be made to look like an idiot while you do so, so for now we’re done. Don’t call or text me until you’ve made up your mind,” he says then walks away

End of flashback

You’ve mostly been hanging out with the girls and even switched seats to sit next to Mina leaving Bakugou with Kiri which you knew he wouldn’t mind. As much as he wouldn’t like to admit it, Kirishima is his best friend.

“So how’s the whole situation going,” Mina asks. She could tell something was off between you and Bakugou and you knew she wouldn’t stop until she figured out what it was so she is the only one that knows everything from how long you’ve had feelings for Bakugou up until the events that took place two weeks ago.

“Honestly...horrible. I’m still so confused. Part of me wants to be with my boyfriend and work it out and the other huge part of me just wants to give everything to Bakugou. Why is this so hard,” you say, putting your head down on the desk

“If you’re having this hard of a time, maybe you should make a pros and cons list for each of the boys,” she says jokingly,but with a hint of seriousness

“A pros and cons list?” You ask

“Yeah. Just write out everything you feel for your boyfriend, then everything you feel for Bakugou and make a list of what the pros and cons are for dating each boy. At the end if you’re still confused, you might just have to suck it up and make a choice. They’re not gonna wait forever and you can’t really make them,” Mina says

“You’re so right, Mina”

When you get to your dorm after classes, you sit down at you desk and take out a notepad. You start to write how you feel about Bakugou and your boyfriend, but write them as if you’re writing a letter and you just let everything out.

Once finished, you start on the pros and cons list for them.

At the end, you’re no longer confused. In fact you feel like a weight has been lifted. Emphasis on A WEIGHT. There were other things you had to do before everything goes back to “normal”

“Hey...Can we meet...”

“Sure...I’ll come to you. See you soon”

Once you all get back from the trip, you drop your luggage off at your dorm and decide to take a trip to your boyfriend’s house since you got back pretty early in the day.

When you finally reach, you ring the doorbell.

You wait a couple seconds before someone answers.

“Y/N?!” your boyfriend asks surprised

“Hey,” you say smiling,“I figured I would come surprise you since we came back from our trip!”

“I’m definitely surprised,” he says

“Can I come in then since the first phase of my mission is complete,” you ask

“Yeah, sure...sorry” he says nervously

He unlocks the gate and opens the house door for you.

When you enter, you see a pair of shoes there that you’ve never seen before.

“Oh you have company,” you ask, taking off your shoes and putting on a pair of slippers you left over there

“Heyyyy, you’re missing the movie! What’s taking so long out the-oh! Who’s this babe?” the girl asks

She was stunningly beautiful and seemed really nice.

“She’s an old friend from middle school. She was just stopping by since we haven’t seen each other in a while,” he says, blatantly lying

‘She’s an old friend,’ just kept circulating in your head, cutting deeper and deeper each time

“Okay, well I’ll leave you both to it then,” she says,stepping down to put her shoes on

“I’ll call you when I get home,” she says to your boyfriend and kisses him on his lips, to which he responds by kissing back

“It was nice to meet you...”

“Y/N,” you say,“but it’s not really worth remembering. I won’t be here much longer,” you say, the words stinging as they came off your tongue

After she walks out, you slap your boyfriend

“So this is what you have been doing. This is why you give me one word answers or just ignore me completely. Ya know I’ll give it to you...she really is beautiful. Gorgeous even...I wish you two happiness. I really do,” you say, trying to fight to tears but they just keep coming

“Y/N.. I didn’t mean-“

“Didn’t mean what? To cheat on me? You can save that sorry ass excuse or whatever “apology” you think would be acceptable. You told her I’m a friend, but you’re wrong. I’m nothing to you and you’re dead to me,” you say turning around to leave

“Oh,by the way, act like you never fucking knew me. We’re done.”

With that you walk out with your slippers on your feet and shoes in hand. As you’re walking back to the bus, you see, your now ex boyfriend’s, current girlfriend.

You try to walk past her, but she recognizes you.

“Hey Y/N, long time, no se-” she stops when she sees you’re crying

“Are you alright?” She asks, genuinely concerned

“I’m not just a friend,” you say quiet and your voice cracking really bad

“’Scuse me,” she asks, not quite hearing you

“I’m not.just.a friend. He lied to you and he lied to me. You seem like a sweet girl and you’re stunning, so I see why he would pick you over me and you seem nice enough. You don’t deserve to be treated like this. You deserve better. I deserve better,” you say adding emphasis on I

“My bus is here. Have a good rest of your evening,” you say getting on

You cry the rest of the way to UA.

Once you arrive, you head straight to the dorms. On the way to your room, you bump into someone and don’t look up to see who it is. You apologize for bumping into them and keep on going.

You throw down your shoes and slowly crawl into bed, pulling the covers over your head

Soon there’s a soft knock on your door.

“Go away,” you say softly

“Y/n...it’s me,” the familiar voice says

You get out of bed and make your way to the door, pausing before you decide to open it.

“You okay,” Kirishima asks softly

“He cheated on me...” you say, tears welling up again

He pulled you into a hug and held you tight.

“Whatever you have to let out, just let it out. Cry all you want. I’ll be right here. Even if my shirt gets soaked, I won’t pull away. I’m here y/n”

You let him fully enter the room, still hugging and close the door behind him. You guide him to your bed and both lay down, him still holding you against his chest.

“You wanna know what makes this worse...he kissed her right in front of me. Do you believe that? Even said I was just an old friend. We dated for 2 years! How could he be so cold?...It didn’t help that she was so beautiful either...She looked like an idol. I see why he would wanna be with her over me. I’m just regular.”

“Y/n, you are the most beautiful and amazing person I have ever met. I see other girls and not one of them outshines how fucking beautiful you are. I don’t even think the word beautiful is enough to describe you. You’re perfect. Don’t let what this guy did ruin you. You deserve much better and you were way out of his league anyways.”

“Thanks, Kiri,” you say into his chest

It was silent for a while. Kirishima just stroked your hair or rubbed your back in small circles in efforts to console you.

You started to stir in his arms because you wanted to sit up. He unwrapped them, so that you could get up and you wiped your face. You headed to the bathroom and rinsed your face with some water to calm the puffiness from your crying.

When you re-enter, Kirishima is awake and leaning his back on your head board.

You join him on the bed and he moves over to give you more space. You lay your head on his shoulder and he starts massaging your temples.

“Kiri,” you start

“Hmm,” he answers

You sit up and turn to face him.

“Can I try something?”

“Sure. What do you wanna try?”

“Don’t freak out, okay?”

You move in closer until your lips are only a few centimeters apart

“Y/n...are you sure?”

You look in his eyes and see he’s genuinely concerned.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you when you’re emotional and I don’t want you to make a mistake you’ll regret because of how you’re feeling right now. I’ve dreamt of this day for so long and-”

“Wait...what do you mean you’ve dreamt of this day for so long” you ask confused

“I really like you, y/n. I’ve never really felt this way about anyone, but I’ll try my best to tell you. From the day I met you, I’ve had the BIGGEST crush on you. You’re all I think about when I’m alone. If I’m not next to you, I think about you and what you could be doing and-“

You cut him off by crashing your lips together.

He’s surprised, but soon accepts it.

“Wait,” he says pulling away,“as much as I want this to continue, you just found out you were cheated on. I want you to be sure about your feelings and you should sort that out. I’m not leaving. I’m never leaving you, but you should think about if this is what you want.”

“You’re right. The last thing I would EVER want to do is hurt you and...no you’re absolutely right,” you say

It’s quiet between the both of you now until he finally speaks up.

“I can go if this is too awkward,” he says getting up from the bed

You grab his hand and look up at him with pleading eyes

“Stay...please. I don’t wanna be alone right now and you’re my best friend and the only person I want with me.”

He agrees and takes a spot on the floor right next to your bed.

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[bellisperennis0]

Secrets

Word Count: 1,728

Warnings: Slight smut (If you squint hard enough) Mention of Oral Sex - Female receiving, Language, Violence

A/N: Thank you for reading, hope you enjoy! ❤️

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The night gave way to the day, and your fading dreams were running havoc with your center. Your sex pulsed with lust and you squirmed to increase the friction. A warm weight pressed down on your stomach as the building need to cum pulled you further from your groggy state. You catch sight of yourself in the full length mirror, and was shocked to find Coco planted face deep in your center.

“Good Morning, querida,” Coco removed his tongue then kissed your thigh. “You were moaning so fucking loud, that I just had to join you.”

You chuckled as your fingers ran through his long locks, “I’m a lucky woman to have such a thoughtful boyfriend.” You graced him with a lopsided smile.

“Oh no querida, I’m the fucking lucky one.” He answered, giving you a smirk before attaching his lips with a newfound vigor.

“FUCK,” you screamed out as you found your release, thighs tightening around Coco’s head as the coil in your belly snapped and your limbs trembled as the waves of pleasure rushed over you. Once you came back to yourself, Coco made his way up your body, making sure to kiss every inch of you.

He brought his face back to yours as he looked in your eyes, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. Closing your eyes you lean into his touch, placing a gentle kiss to his wrist. “I love you,” he tells you placing a kiss to your nose. “I. Love. You.” You punctuated each word with a kiss to his lips. A smile ghosted over his features. Chuckling softly, Coco drew you even closer, “What you say we finish this in the shower?” he flashes you a mischievous smile.

After a couple more rounds in the shower with Coco, you change and head to the kitchen to make some breakfast. You startle when you round the corner into the kitchen to find Letty sitting on the counter eating a bowl of cereal. You both stare at each other unsure of what to do. She jumps off the counter, “I knew it, you and my Dad are hooking up!” She says with a smile on her face. “I- uh – um –“ you stumble on what to say, just then Coco comes walking into the kitchen. “Leticia!?” he says, you can hear the surprise in his voice.

“So does Taza know about this?” she says teasing. “No and you aren’t going to say a word.” Coco says with a stern voice, pouring him and you a cup of coffee. “Ooo, you know he’s going to kill you when he finds out, right?” she continues to give Coco a hard time. “I’m aware Letty, that’s why he isn’t going to find out till me or y/n tell him.” Coco says as he leans against the kitchen counter. “So how long have you two been hooking up?” she asks and you and Coco just look at each other. “Wait! You two aren’t just hooking up, you’re dating?” surprise all in her voice. “If you must know, Letty, yes we’ve been dating for the last few months.” Coco tells her. “Does this mean I have a new Mommy!?” she practically squeals making you chuckle and Coco nearly choke on his coffee.  “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” Coco asks, getting annoyed with Letty’s teasing. “Lucky for you, yes I do.” She says grabbing her bags off the table. “I’m going to spend the day with Gabi.” She says as she goes and gives Coco a hug and kiss. “Have fun” Coco tells her as she walks up to you and gives you a hug. “I’m glad you’re my new mommy.” She says and you can’t help but laugh. “Get out of here!”

Later that day you found yourself at the Clubhouse, it was Angel’s Birthday and the Clubhouse was rowdier then normal. You were currently sitting at the bar, enjoying your drink, when out of the corner of your eye you can see one of the men from another charter eyeing you as he walks your way. You have seen and felt him staring at you all night since he arrived. Looking around the crowded clubhouse you look to see if any of the members were still around; you found your Uncle Che and Bishop sitting at the opposite end of the club, everyone else either busy with a hang around or outside enjoying the fight currently going on in the ring.

Grabbing your drink, you moved to turn around but couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped your throat as you felt a man’s arm wrap around you, pinning you between him and the bar. His arm pulled you closer, so your back was pressed against chest, his hand traveling down your hips, pulling you flush against him. “What do you say we get out of here, preciosa?” You cringe as you could feel the man’s pungent breath against your ear as he whispered. “Think it’s in your best interest to let me go.” You whisper to the man, grabbing his hand that was way too close to your center for your liking. Only one man had access to that and he was not that man. “Oh yeah, preciosa, why is that?” he asked as his nose caressed your cheek, his hand running up your torso, squeezing at your breast.  “Because my boyfriend wouldn’t appreciate you all up on what is his.” The man chuckles, “I haven’t seen you with a man all night, preciosa, don’t be fucking lying to me!” the man’s grip tightening around you as his frustration grew.

From across the bar Coco watched as the man moved towards your direction, standing too close for his liking. He felt his jaw clench and his grip on his beer tighten. Coco knew you were tough and that you pride yourself on being independent, but when this strange man wrapped his arm around your waist his patience was gone. Slamming his beer on the poker table, Angel watched in confusion as Coco shoved his way through the crowd of people towards you. Angel’s eyes scanned the clubhouse till they landed on you at the bar with your unwanted company, muttering a ‘fuck’ under his breath before he chased after Coco.

The more you struggled in this man’s arms, his grip got tighter and his words got more threatening. Trying your best to make eye contact with any of the members, you couldn’t see any one around, and the way he had you pinned in between him and the bar, you couldn’t see the poker tables, were you knew a few of the guys were sitting. You attempted to plea with the man to release you, as he just chuckles.

“Hey asshole,” a sigh of relief left your mouth as you heard Coco’s voice come from behind you.

The man dropped his hold on you, and turned around, “Who the fuck are you calling --“ he started, but was cut off by Coco’s fist connecting with his jaw. You stepped back as Coco tackled the man to the floor, delivering blows to this man’s face.

Angel was quick on the scene, reaching down and pulling Coco off of the stranger, who was grabbing at his bleeding nose, Coco still trying to swing at the man. “Alright Connor McGregor, calmate (calm down).” Angel told Coco. Coco reached for you, taking you into his arm. “You alright?” he whispered into your hair. “I’m fine!” you tell him. Just then you pull away from Coco as you hear Bishop’s voice boom through the room. “The fuck is going on here?”

“You need to educate your men, El Presidente.” The man says in a mocking voice, as he gets up to his feet. “Your boy just punched the shit out of me for trying to get some pussy from a fucking hang around.” You watched as Taza walked from behind Bishop and up to the man, punching him in the face. “She isn’t some fucking hang around, she’s family.” Taza says leaning down to get in the man’s face. “Get this piece of shit out of here.” Bishop orders as some of the other members take him outside.

“Are you okay?” Taza asks as he cups your face in his hand, pulling you in to place a kiss to your forehead. “I’m fine, Uncle Che.” After the altercation, most of the clubhouse had cleared out, everyone heading outside. You watched as Taza’s eyes went from you to Coco and then down to where your hands intertwined. “Something we need to know?” he asks you and Coco. Coco takes a step forward, stepping up to Taza. “Yeah, actually there is.” He speaks up. “I’m listening.” Taza says his gaze never leaving Coco. “I’ve been seeing y/n for the past five months. Look you can yell at me all you want, but that’s not going to change the fact that I love her, and I’ll do anything for her.” You smiled at Coco’s words, but that quickly faded once you got a glance at the stern look on your Uncle’s face. You bit at your lower lip, unsure of which way this conversation was going to go. “It’s about fucking time you admitted it.” You hear your Uncle say. Furrowing your brows you take a step forward to stand next to Coco, who instinctively takes your hand. “Wait!? You knew didn’t you?” you ask him, him and Bishop both chuckling. “Angel let it slip when he found you two getting all hot and heavy in EZ’s trailer, a couple weeks ago.” Bishop admits. “I was just curious as to how long you two could hide this from everyone. Gotta say, I’m impressed.” Taza says smiling.

“So you okay with this?” you ask. “Break her heart Cruz, and I will gauge your eyes out myself, cut you into pieces, bury you in a fucking hole and piss in it.” Taza says as he gives Coco’s shoulder a squeeze and making his way outside. “Sssooo….I’ll take that as a yes?!” You say looking up at Coco, he just looks at you and laughs. You chuckle as you wrap your arms around Coco’s waist, resting your head on his chest. Coco presses a kiss to your head and pulls you closer against him. “I love you.” You tell him. “I love you, mi vida.”

-xx

#mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #coco cruz x reader #coco cruz imagine #johnny el coco cruz #mayans fx #mayans mc x reader #johnny cruz x reader

[viastro]

pretty u | boo seungkwan

ミ★ synopsis: in which vernon and chan come up with the brilliant idea to drown seungkwan in the wave pool to get your attention.

ミ★ genre: lifeguard!reader, humor, fluff

ミ★ warnings: mentions of peeing in the wave pool (is that even a warning ??)

ミ★ word count: 2,126

ミ★ pairings: seungkwan x gender neutral reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys ! there’s absolutely no trace of angst in this, and it’s been a really long time since i’ve written a oneshot without any angst HAHAHA this is just something lighthearted i came up with at like two am last night. hopefully you guys enjoy it ! remember to give lots of love to seungkwan <333

“Do we have to go into the wave pool? I’m pretty sure all the kids pee in it.”

“Don’t kids pee in every pool?” Chan counters, and Seungkwan frowns at that. The sudden realization that children and some grown adults will pee in any large body of water they see hitting him like a truck. Vernon laughs at Seungkwan’s facial expression changing into one of disgust, and pats him on the back. “It’s okay Seungkwan, we’ll all take a shower after we leave the waterpark anyways.” 

The three walk up to the wave pool with Seungkwan still being disgusted at the fact that children and some grown adults find the pool as their personal bathroom. That is, until he looks up and sees who’s at the lifeguard station. 

“Holy shit.” Seungkwan mutters, causing Chan and Vernon to look in the direction he’s staring at, just to find you sitting in the tall stool. You look around at the different people in the wave pool, making guesses in your head at who may be peeing as you also keep an eye out for anyone drowning. 

it’s how you find joy in your shift.

“Ooo~ Kwannie has a crush!” Chan teases, causing Seungkwan to reach out and slap his shoulder. “Shut up! I just thought they were pretty.” 

“Go and talk to them.” Vernon says, pushing Seungkwan in the direction of your lifeguard stand, just for Seungkwan to just head straight into the wave pool with no other thoughts. Vernon and Chan share a glance, before following after their red headed friend. 

“Since when have you been shy? You love talking to people.” Chan asks once they catch up to Seungkwan. They’re now thigh deep into the water, but Seungkwan keeps sneaking glances at you. 

“I bet that kid’s peeing right now. There is no reason for him to be looking that pleased in a god damn wave pool.” You mumble as you stare at the child with an odd smile on his face. You know, the one that you make after you’ve held in your pee for a long time and finally got to the toilet.

Yeah, that type of smile.

“I don’t know I’m nervous and they’re working! I don’t wanna bother them when they’re booked and busy. They gotta save lives you know.” Seungkwan tells the two, and they just frown at him as the water has now reached their chests. Chan and Vernon share another glance, before turning back to Seungkwan.

“That sounds like a bunch of excuses.” 

“And what about it?” Seungkwan asks, and Vernon squints at him. He opens his mouth to respond but Chan just lets out a laugh and steps in between them, stopping the two from almost having a brawl in the wave pool. “It’s fine! We can get Kwannie to talk to them later.”

“Aye now I didn’t say all that…” The two don’t listen to his protests as Vernon high fives Chan, telling him that’s a great idea. Seungkwan lets out a sigh of defeat, deciding to just stand around in the wave pool as they wait for the waves to come. 

He doesn’t know why his friends are so invested in his love life. Maybe it’s because he hasn’t been in a relationship since high school? And it only lasted two weeks because Seungkwan found out that they don’t like Wonder Girls? Vernon and Chan didn’t blame Seungkwan for that though. They know how much their best friend loves his girl groups. 

It’s nearing the end of summer break, and the trio decided to go to the water park as a means to end summer with a bang. If we ignore the fact that Seungkwan almost drowned, Vernon almost passing out when there was a drop on one of the slides, and that Chan fell off the floatie in the lazy river, then I guess he could say it was a rather successful day. Seungkwan sputters when Vernon splashes water into his face, knocking him out of his thoughts. 

“You gonna keep staring or are we going to have a water fight?” Chan asks with a playful smile, and Vernon motions for Seungkwan to come at them. “Alright, you guys asked for my wrath.”

Your eyes end up landing on a group of guys that look around your age that are laughing loudly as they splash each other. You raise an eyebrow when you take notice of the red head, and you find yourself entranced by how pretty he is. From his kind eyes, to his high cheekbones, and his infectious laughter, you find yourself smiling slightly. 

Vernon takes notice of your staring, and smirks to himself, coming up with a plan to get you and Seungkwan to talk. When Seungkwan turns around, Vernon quickly whispers the plan into Chan’s ear, and the youngest grins, nodding his head. 

“Alright, Seungkwan.” Vernon announces, and Seungkwan raises an eyebrow. He turns his head, only to feel his heart drop into his stomach at the mischievous smiles on Chan and Vernon’s faces. He takes a step backwards when he realizes that the waves are beginning to form.

“Whatever you guys are planning, the answer is no.”

“Okay well, we’re going to do it anyways.” 

???!!!???

“So basically, we’re going to the deep end.” Chan explains as Vernon steps forward and grabs Seungkwan’s arm, dragging him further into the wave pool without asking for permission. Seungkwan begins to protest, but he’s no match to Vernon’s strength as they go into the deeper part of the wave pool. “And then you’re going to pretend to drown.”

“I’m gonna what?”

“You’re going to pretend to drown, and then the pretty lifeguard will see. Then they’ll come and save you, and suddenly we do a time skip and you’re hearing the wedding bells.” Chan finishes, and Seungkwan just shakes his head vigorously. 

“Absolutely not.”

“Okay great. Hold your breath!” 

“WHA-” All Seungkwan gets is a mouthful of chlorine as the big wave comes and Vernon and Chan push his head underwater. He flails his arms above the water as another wave comes, and you squint in their direction when you see the red head not being able to swim.

“Oh shit.” You quickly take off your sweatshirt and leap into the water, swimming over to the trio who are trying to help the pretty boy out from under the water. Seungkwan kicks Vernon and Chan’s legs under the water, and they let him pop up to take a breath of air, “YOU SAID PRETEND TO DROWN!” 

“My bad!” Chan states before they shove his head back underwater.

“Excuse me!” You exclaim once you reach the three, and you help the pretty boy out of the water. He coughs once he’s out from under, and you hand him the floatie you have. He runs a hand through his wet hair, clinging onto the red floatie like a lifeline as the last big wave hits. 

“Are you okay? I think we should take you out of the wave pool.” You tell him, and Seungkwan nods his head. He’s incredibly embarrassed but he can’t really let it sink in due to the fact that his two best friends almost drowned him. 

You lead the pretty boy out of the wave pool, with you dragging him out as he holds onto the floatie. Vernon and Chan follow from behind, grinning at the sight of the two of you. 

Do they feel bad?

no <3

“I think I inhaled a whole lot of pee water when I was under.” Seungkwan mutters when the two of you finally make it out. You wrap a towel around him that you grabbed from one of the stations on your way over, and you giggle at what he said. 

“Honestly, whenever I’m on lifeguard duty I kinda just look around at all the kids and adults to see who may be peeing. I’m 98% sure that I saw a kid pee right before the wave hit.” You tell him, and you laugh when you see his expression morph into one of disgust. Seungkwan’s eyes sparkle at the sound of your laugh, and Vernon and Chan quietly squeal as they watch from the other table. 

“I can get you some water if you want. Swallowing pool water is kinda nasty.” You offer, and he shakes his head at you. “It’s okay. I’ll just have my friends go and grab me some since they’re the cause of me almost dying.” 

You nod your head as you remember them not making any move to help the poor guy once the wave started to hit. Seungkwan lets out a breath before extending his hand out towards you, “Hi, I’m Seungkwan. Thank you for saving me.” 

You grin, reaching out and grasping his hand, giving it a firm shake. You ignore the slight tingle in your stomach at the fact that you’re currently shaking the hand of someone so pretty, “Hi, I’m yn. I’m glad that you didn’t drown.” 

“You know what, me too.” Seungkwan tells you, and you let out another laugh, shaking your head at him. You turn and glance over at the pool once you hear your fellow lifeguard blow his whistle at you, waving his hand over so that you can go back to your post. You give Seungkwan a regretful smile as you stand up and begin walking back, “I have to go back to my spot now. Make sure to drink lots of water!” 

“What time do you get off?” Seungkwan asks, and you pause, turning back around so that you’re facing the pretty man. He’s staring at you with a hopeful expression on his face, and you feel a blush rise to your cheeks. 

“I get off at 5, so in around thirty minutes or so.” Seungkwan nods his head at this information, before giving you a thumbs up. “I’ll wait for you.” 

You bite the inside of your cheek, before waving again and walking back over to your post. You run a hand through your hair, smiling as the feeling of excitement flows through you at the fact that you have a date after your shift is over.

While Vernon and Chan walk back over to Seungkwan, with Vernon placing a cup of water down before his friend who has a dazed expression on his face. “So… did the plan work?” 

Seungkwan bites the inside of his cheek, nodding his head, and the two punch the air in victory. However, Seungkwan glances up at the two, a death glare on his face as he stares at them. Vernon and Chan quickly stop celebrating, knowing that this may be the last thing they see before Seungkwan commits homicide.

“You’re gonna kill us?”

“Yup.”

“Can we at least get a head start?”

“No.”

“Shit.”

And with that, Vernon and Chan begin to speed walk away from Seungkwan, knowing that they aren’t allowed to run on the pool deck. However, Seungkwan is quick to catch up to the two, pulling them both into a headlock as they quickly scream out apologies. 

You watch the three play fight with an amused smile on your face, knowing that his two friends set up Seungkwan to drown so that they can catch your attention. You look away, biting back a smile at the fact that their plan worked though.

“What are you smiling about?” You turn your head to see the child you’re 98% sure peed in the pool staring up at you from the water. You raise an eyebrow, shrugging your shoulders. 

“Oh, you know. Just another day saving lives.” You respond, and the kid frowns at you. 

“But you’re just sitting there.” 

“And I’m 98% sure you peed in the pool, you wanna keep going?” You ask, and the kid scoffs before swimming away from you. He turns around to shout, “You’re mean!” 

“Use the bathroom next time! It’s just a few feet away!” 

“Damn. You two are perfect for each other.” Chan mutters after Seungkwan’s done choking the two. They’re all just sitting at the table, watching you argue with the child. Vernon nods his head in agreement when you stand up from your chair to point at the kid, “Yeah, you’re both snarky.” 

“And we also save peoples lives.” Seungkwan adds, and Chan tilts his head to the side. 

“You don’t save live-” Vernon quickly places his hand over Chan’s mouth to stop him from speaking when he notices Seungkwan’s eye twitching at them. Vernon laughs, patting Chan’s head, “Silly. Of course Seungkwan saves lives! He spared us from seeing God earlier.” 

Chan nods his head once Vernon removes his hand from covering his mouth, and Chan lets out a smile at their red haired friend. 

“Right… you save lives.” 

“Of course!” 

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[capsteddybear]

Our Playlist: Outstanding - The Gap Band

Song lyrics: "You light my fire, I feel alive with you, baby, You blow my mind, I'm satisfied."

You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket as you lock the door to your office. You reach into your pocket and smile as soon as you see Chris' face pop up on the lock screen.

"Hi."

'hi beautiful, you home?'

"Uh, no. I'm just about to leave work. I had some extra stuff to do. What's up?"

You hear Chris sigh on the other end of the line. 'Nothing, I just really miss you.'

"Aww, I miss you too. Don't worry, you'll be home in a couple of days."

'I know, I miss you and Dodger so much.' Your eyes tear up because you can hear the sadness in Chris' voice.

You take a deep breath before replying back, "Hey, I'll skype call you as soon as I get home, okay?"

'Okay, drive safe. I love you, (y/n)'

"I always do. I love you, Chris."

You drive home and as soon as you walk into the house Dodger is there to greet you with pup kisses. "Hi, handsome." You walk to your home office and unpack your stuff on your desk. You grab your laptop from your bag and flop on the couch in your office and Dodger climbs onto the couch and lays his head on your lap. You smile and give him a hug as you call Chris.

You smile as soon as you see Chris' face appear on the screen, "Hi!"

'Welcome home, beautiful.' Dodger's ears pop up and his tail starts to wag as soon as he recognizes Chris' voice and he scoots up closer to the computer screen and starts sniffing. 'Hey bubba!'

You pet Dodger and hold him back so he doesn't accidentally step on the keys or lick the screen. "I think Dodger misses you too." Dodger gets excited and starts licking your face. "Hey, hey, hey okay, Dodger, calm down, boy." You hear Chris laughing and shaking his head.

'I can't wait to be back home with you guys.'

"Neither can we."

You move from your office to the kitchen as you start preparing dinner. You prop the laptop on the counter near the stove so you're still in frame as you cook.

'What are you gonna make?'

"You're favorite dish." You open the fridge and you hear Chris gasp.

'Wow, rude.'

You look at the screen and see him making a pouty face, "Aww sorry, I promise as soon as you come home I'll cook for you."

'You promise?'

"Yes! When have I ever broken a promise?"

'Uh, when you said you wouldn't eat my ice cream, but finished my tub of ice cream when you ran out of yours.' Chris tilts his head and raises his eyebrows.

You busts out laughing, "I was on my period that week and you knew I was stressing out from work too."

'I offered to buy you more ice cream and went to the store for you. And when I got home my ice cream was gone.'

You feel your face turn red from embarrassment, "I wanted a different flavor... and your ice cream just so happened to be that flavor." Chris shakes his head and laughs. " I'll buy you another tub of ice cream for when you come back home."

'Oh my god, (y/n). You're torturing me more.'

"How? I'm just offering to buy you ice cream."

'Yeah, exactly! And I have to wait to get home to eat it.'

You make a sad face towards the computer screen, "Sorry, I'll make it up to you when you get home."

Chris sighs, 'okay.'

You smile, "What are you gonna order for dinner?"

Chris leans over on the bed and reaches the menu for room service from the night stand, 'Hmm, well all I'm thinking about right now is ice cream.... Ooo look pancakes!'

You glare at the screen and you see Chris trying to hide the smirk on his face, "If you're trying to make me jealous by ordering pancakes for dinner then it's working."

Chris laughs, 'sucks doesn't it?'

"Yes it does."

Chris smiles and slaps the menu on the bed, 'hmm, then pancakes for dinner it is!'

"You are such a pain in the ass."

Chris falls back on the bed, 'but I'm your pain in the ass.'

"And I wouldn't have it any other way."

You and Chris spend the rest of the evening talking about work as you enjoy each others dinner.

You move to the living room and sit on the couch as Chris continues telling you how his day went. You notice him yawn more and more as he continues. You tilt your head, "Should I let you go so you can sleep?"

Chris tries to fight off another yawn, 'Nooo! I still wanna talk.'

"Sweetie, your eyes are red, you said you had a long day of filming too. We can talk more tomorrow, okay? You need to get some sleep."

Chris groans and rubs his eyes, 'Okay, I'll sleep... but only because it'll be one day closer to coming home to you.' Chris gives you a tired wink that makes your heart skip a beat.

"I love you so much, Chris."

Chris blows a kiss to you, 'I love you too, (y/n). Good night.'

You smile and blow a kiss back, "Good night, Chris." You close your laptop and lay on the couch for a bit before taking a late night shower and heading to bed.

==== ====== ====

The next couple of days you try to stay busy so the time goes by faster. Chris sends you photos from set that make you miss him. You send him videos of Dodger running around in the backyard as you play fetch with him. You skype during his breaks and right before you go to sleep.

On one of the days you go for a day hike with your friends from work. You don't have a signal on your phone while on the hike, but once you guys get back into town you get a message from Chris:

'Good morning, beautiful. I know you're out with your friends today. Hope you have fun. Can't wait to see you. I love you.'

You have an early dinner with your friends at a restaurant on the way back home. While waiting for your food you look through your photos and videos and decide to send a few to Chris. One of the photos you send is of a deer you saw on the trail.

Chris replies, 'Oh hey look, it's our buddy we saw from spring break.'

The next photo you send is of the forest.

Chris simply replies with a pine tree and a green heart.

The next couple of photos and videos you send are of you and your friends hiking near the river.

'Woah! You need to take me to this spot. I wanna see it in person.'

'Yes! Our next day trip we'll go. :)'

'I miss you, (y/n).'

'I miss you too, Chris.' You send a photo of you standing at the top of the mountain with a beautiful sunset behind you.

'You're so beautiful, but you're blocking the sunset! :('

You shake your head, 'wow thanks, dork.'

'You're welcome. I gotta go now. Thanks for the photos. Can't wait to see you. I love you.'

'I love you too.'

Soon after your guys food arrives and you enjoy your meals before heading home.

You walk straight to the couch and fall face first into one of the throw pillows. You feel your body relax from the fun yet tiring hike you did today. You turn and roll on your back and stare at the ceiling, you start to fall asleep, but then you feel Dodger lick your arm. You jump awake and pet him before getting up to go take a shower.

You head to the bedroom and grab a clean pair of clothes and walk to the bathroom to start up the shower. You take out your phone and start your favorite music playlist. As soon as you put it down you get a text message from Chris:

'Good night, beautiful.'

'I'm just about to jump in the shower and go to bed. Good night, Chris. I love you.'

You hit the play button on your phone and place it on the counter before jumping into the shower. You stand under the hot water as you relax your body. You sway to the slow song that's playing on your phone. You massage your shoulders and hum to the music. The song changes to a faster one and you sing along to the music as you shower.

"You light my fire, I feel alive with you, baby, You blow my mind, I'm satisfied."

You finish your shower and jump out to dry yourself off before putting on your under clothes and favorite flannel of Chris'. You keep singing the last song that played on your phone while drying your hair as you walk out of the bathroom. Your eyes are closed as you continue walking while drying your hair.

"Gee, I feel so lucky, boy To have you all alone, I really love the way you lo-" you gasp as you bump into something. You open your eyes and Chris is sitting on the edge of the bed with a smirk on his face.

"Hi sweetheart. Nice pajamas." You cover your face with the towel to cover the happy tears you have in your eyes. You hear the bed creak as he gets up and hugs you. "Hey hey hey, don't cry." Your voice is muffled from hiding under the towel. "Huh?"

You remove the towel from your head, "you suck! Why didn't you tell me you were coming home early?"

Chris laughs and hugs you tighter, "I'm sorry, I just really like surprising you." He kisses your forehead.

"When did you get back?"

"As soon as you jumped in the shower."

"And you didn't want to join me?" You raise an eyebrow at him.

"I did, but I got distracted by Dodger."

You laugh, "hmm, fair enough."

Chris kisses you, "However I really enjoyed listening to you sing while in the shower."

You cover your face again with the towel, "how much did you hear?"

"Not enough." A smirk appears on Chris' face. "I'm really glad to be back home to listen to you sing now."

You bury your face into his chest as he hugs you. "I'm not singing."

Chris laughs, "come on, please?" Chris takes your hands and pulls you towards him as he lays down on the bed. You both giggle as he brushes your damp hair behind your ear. "Sooo?"

"So what?"

"Sing me a song."

"No." Chris' runs his hands down your back and starts tickling you. "Chris, stop!"

"Start singing then I'll stop."

You start to squirm on top of him, "Chris! Stop. How am I suppo- stop! Suppose to sing if if you're tickling me? Oh god, Chris. Please stop. Okay okay, I'll sing."

Chris stops tickling you and gives you a hug and rubs your back as you catch your breath. Chris hums in your ear, "Whenever you're ready."

You giggle as you bury your face into his chest, "Okay, what song?"

"Hmm, the last song you were singing."

You think back to the song and start singing it to Chris as he caresses your back. "Gee, I feel so lucky, boy. To have you all alone. I really love the way you love me. Forever I'll be yours."

You notice a smile appears on Chris' face as you continue singing to him. He plants kisses on your cheeks and his hands wander down to your thighs. He first starts humming along to your singing and soon enough joins in with you. "Outstanding. Girl, you knock me out. Excited, it makes me want to shout."

You giggle and kiss Chris as he just holds you tight against him. You start to shiver because your hair is still wet from the shower.

"You okay?" Chris whispers in your ear.

"Yeah, just a little cold."

Chris blindly reaches for the bed covers to cover you both as he kisses you. He rubs your back to warm you up. "Better?"

"Mmhmm. Sleeeeep."

"Okay okay." Chris whispers in your ear.

"I love you, Chris. Welcome home, baby."

"I love you too, (y/n). I'm glad to be home….. (y/n)?"

You moan, "hmm?"

"What about the ice cream you promised me?"

You giggle with your eyes closed, "it's too late for ice cream."

"It's only 9 o'clock."

"I'm so sleepy, Chris."

You hear Chris groan, "you didn't buy any ice cream yet did you?" You feel his hands wander down your back and his fingers start to give you a light tickle.

You gasp, "Chris?! Please don't."

Chris starts to laugh, "you promised me ice cream when I got home."

"Oh my god, Chris! You really are a pain in the ass." You give him a kiss on the cheek as you sit up.

Chris pulls you back down, "woah, wait wait, (y/n). I was kidding about the ice cream." He hugs you tight as you try to get back up.

"Noooo, the baby wants ice cream right now, so let's get you some ice cream."

Chris laughs, "I am not a baby. You're the baby." He tugs you back down to lay on his chest. "It's okay really. I'm sleepy too. Please come back to me." You moan as you bury your face into his chest. "I love you, (y/n)."

"I love you too, dork." You give Chris a good night kiss as he covers you both with the bed covers.

He hugs you tight and whispers in your ear, "we can just have the ice cream for breakfast… Oooo with pancakes. They make a yummy combination."

You groan, "Chris?"

"Hmm."

"Go to sleep, sweetie."

"Okay okay." He kisses the top of your head, "I love you."

"I love you too."

#chris evans #chrisevans #chris evans fanfiction #chrisevansfanfic #chris evans and reader #chrisevanssmut

[skiimmiilk]

A/N: Another long ass ride timestamp. I’ve been a little too inspired by the NCT 127 seasons greetings and the new YouTube video they posted X_X. Will this be my first full series? Who knows :”D

[7:41PM]

“Absolutely not.” Doyoung doesn’t even look up at you from his computer which he is noisily typing away at. 

“Why the hell not Doyoung?” You raise your arms incredulously, “I’m not going to sit around and watch you put your life in danger all the time. Especially in the name of our trash excuse of a father.”

“But you? Joining the Underground Services?” He raised an eyebrow at you, “I’m not letting you get involved in the black market.” 

“Please, you already know I’m better than half of the other useless employees in the circuit.” You roll your eyes, “I can’t just sit here and get a regular job knowing all of this.” 

He lets out a frustrated sigh, closing his eyes in hopes that you would stop talking, “I shouldn’t have let dad tell you about it..” He mumbles under his breath. Doyoung closes the laptop before shoving it into its holder, “This is the last time we are discussing this.” 

You raise your eyebrows incredulously, letting out a scoff of disbelief. You follow him out of the office and down the hallway, “You’re kidding.” 

“Don’t you get it y/n? You get a chance of a normal and safe life.” He looks at you, almost enviously, “Mom wouldn’t have wanted either of us in this business but our ‘trash excuse of a father’ left us with his position that needed to be filled.” 

“Then why not both of us shoulder that burden? You don’t like it either.” You protest, hopping into the elevator.

“...I’m fine with it.” Doyoung says in a clipped voice. 

“More like you tolerate it.” You mumble.

He sighs, “Fine, I tolerate it, but I don’t think you can. You already know what the black market is known for. Do you really want to put yourself at risk?” 

“If it means that you don’t shoulder all the unresolved business our dad left us with, then yes.” The elevator doors opened once again and you two step out. 

“Look, I appreciate it y/n. But as your brother, I literally can’t let you.” 

“Smells like bullshit.” You roll your eyes.

“Then don’t stick your nose in places you don’t have business being in.” He chuckles, flicking your forehead, “Take out tonight? Or do you want me to cook?”

“Our fridge was empty last time I checked it so let’s do take out today.” 

“Alright, I’ll order it. Can you pick it up and get some groceries on your way home?” He asks, flipping open his phone to answer some texts. 

“Yea I guess so.” You sigh, “You’re not gonna come with?” 

“I’m being called into HQ. We have a big transaction coming up so..you know.” 

You roll your eyes, shaking your head in disappointment. Your brother greeted the clueless workers on the floor that you walked out on. The office that your brother worked at was a set-up by the mafia group he worked with. NCT was just a highly successful electronics company in the face of the general public, but behind closed doors, they were one of the big names in the Underground Market, otherwise referred to as the UM. Your father was one of the founders of this company and a member of the Underground Services, Unit 127, so upon his death, it was natural for Doyoung, and eventually once you convinced Doyoung, you would shoulder his position. Doyoung walked you to the exit before waving goodbye to you.

“Do you have your mace y/n?” He asked and in response you dangled the neon green cylindrical device in front of him. 

“All good Doie~” You teased, to which he shoved you playfully in response.

“I’m still at work y/n..” He groaned, feeling the stares of the other floor members on his back. 

“Yea, yea.” You smirk, shooing off his cries of displease, “I’ll see you at home!” You turned around, shoving your hands into your pockets with a little jump in your step. 

“Text me when you get home!” 

“Yes MOM!” You yell back, rolling your eyes at his antics, “I swear, it’s like I’m still 2 years old in his eyes.”

You squish your arms closer to your body, feeling the bite of the winter night against your skin despite wearing a jacket. It was decently lit with a couple people walking about along the streets, probably returning home from work or getting take out like you were. As you walked down the lit path, your hairs on the back of your neck stood for a second and you turned around only to find the street empty as you left it. 

Weird..I thought I heard someone. 

You gripped the mace in your pocket a little tighter as you sped up your pace. You reached the outside of a plaza you and your brother usually ordered from when you widen your eyes in realization.

“The idiot never told me what or where he was ordering from.” You groan and shake your head as you whip out your phone to call Doyoung.

~Back at the Office~

“Alright boys, so we have a couple candidates for possible new members to join the unit.” Taeyong, leaned across the long conference table at his members intently, “Doyoung, pull up the files on the screen.” 

“Taeyong, I don’t really get the benefit of adding someone else to the team.” Yuta leans back in his chair, clearly not pleased with the idea of a new member, “I thought we were handling things just fine here.” 

“Just listen to me. We need to have fresh faces every so often in our unit to keep our enemies guessing. I have two people I’m keeping an eye on right now.” Taeyong pushed himself off the table, “Show the first candidate Doyoung.” 

Doyoung stood in the corner at the podium with a laptop shining in front of him. With a couple clicks, the first profile blows up on the big screen. 

“Lee Haechan. 20 years old. Agile, quick on his feet and thinks even faster. Originally associated with local low tier gangs and was known to be the best of the best when it comes to strategic fighting.” Doyoung clicks through the presentation, showing Haechan’s profile and some videos of him fighting. 

“What’s stopping him from going back to those gangs?” Jaehyun asks, his chin resting on his hand in thought, “How do we know where his loyalties lie?”

“All his previous gangs are dead. No associations or ties as far as my team knows.” Doyoung answers, “He doesn’t have any other ties currently, which would rule out the idea of him betraying us for an alternative group that he’s apart of.”  

“It’s like he has a curse of death following him..” Mark whispers over to Jungwoo, still not entirely convinced either. The group murmurs amongst themselves as they let the idea of Lee Haechan in their unit. 

I thought there was only one candidate.. Doyoung thinks to himself as he stares at Haechan’s profile and then back at Taeyong. What are you planning..?

“Now,” Taeyong clasps his hands together as he walks across the floor, “I know your waiting anxiously in your seats to see who the second candidate is..” His eyes flicker to Doyoung briefly before, setting down a manila folder from his bag on the table, “Kim y/n.” 

“What?” Doyoung raises his voice, almost dropping his laptop, “Taeyong..I never approved of this.” 

“You didn’t need to. She came to me herself with the proposition.” Taeyong shrugged, flipping through your files, “She’s pretty skilled herself. Her only flaw is lack of experience in this field but she’s a quick learner and smart.” 

“I’d like to keep it that way.” Doyoung walks up to Taeyong, almost getting too in his face, “Take her off the list.” He growls. 

“I agree with Doyoung here.” Taeil speaks up, sitting back in his seat after looking at the file, “She doesn’t know what she’s getting into. I’m pretty sure she only knows surface level information about what we do and the risks we take. Can she handle the potential consequences that we face whenever we step on the field?”

“Thank you!” Doyoung gestures to Taeil in exasperation, “She’s not meant for this.”

“I like her ambition and her anger.” Taeyong knocks the table before leaning back from the table, looking Doyoung in the eyes, “Gentlemen, look at the screen.” 

Everyone’s attention is diverted to the screen as it switches to grainy CCTV camera footage of a dark street near a small plaza. To Doyoung’s horror, you walk onto the screen, stopping at the corner before the plaza. 

“Taeyong, you are overstepping the line.” Doyoung hisses, grabbing the man by the collar, “What are you doing?!” 

Taeyong’s eyes lazily make its way to meet Doyoung’s furious ones, “Relax, I’m simply testing something. Just watch the film.” 

~Back on the streets~ 

You speed dial Doyoung’s number on your phone and you place the machine to your ear, waiting for him to pick up. You look at the call screen, curious as to why he hadn’t picked up already. Usually his hyperactive ass would pick up in half a ring, but maybe he was in a meeting? Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a dark presence behind you and your first instinct was to elbow whoever or whatever was behind you. To your surprise, you felt someone’s ribs and the sound of someone’s breath escaping their lungs registered and you immediately ducked and swung your feet at his heels. Your perpetrator, however, dodged and jumped over your legs, landing a foot away from you.

“Do you..” The stranger groans in pain, “always leave people breathless when you first meet them?” His face finally shone in the light when he lifted his face into the streetlight. 

You whipped out your defensive items and clicked a button that turned a small metal tube into a long staff, “You need to fuck off right now before I turn you into shades of blue and purple.” 

“Ooo~ They gave me such a feisty target. I like it.” He grins, cracking his knuckles, “I like a challenge, so let’s last more than 5 minutes please.” 

“Who..” You charged at him, swinging your staff at his direction, “are you?! And who the hell do you work for?” He neatly dodged your first swing, narrowly shifting out of range of your second one. 

He tsks, jumping in place a little before diving for your mid and knocking you down to the icy concrete, “Classified information, sweetheart. I just gotta bring you in.” 

You curl your feet beneath his abdomen and shove him over your head as you tumble over into a crouching position. You blow a stray strand of hair out of your face, pursing your lips in annoyance. He stops his fall and lands almost gracefully on the street. You go after him again, swinging all your strength at him and like a dance, he mirrored your moves easily dodging your moves. You purse your lips, wanting to get him off your ass quickly. A nice blow to the head should do it, but he was predicting you too well. 

“Alright, it was fun playing with you but I have a deadline to uphold.” His eyes change and it’s his turn to attack. He flicks out a switch blade, the light reflects into your eyes off the shiny silver coating as you barely dodge his swipe. You wince, feeling the cold air meet the fresh cut on your temple. Your senses heightened and a wash of fear came over you as you dodged and weaved his blows. The fear of getting stabbed and getting hurt scared you because you didn’t want to leave your brother alone. If you were going to get out of here, you’d have to think of something and quickly. As you dodged his blows a blinking red light caught your attention from the corner of your eye and you glanced up at it. 

The cameras are never on usually. The fleeting thought came to you and you almost shook it off when realization knocked into your thoughts.

“Come on, sweetie. I don’t have all day, let’s just get on with it~” The stranger giggled as he slashed forward to you. You bumped into a trashcan, knocking it over as you dodged his blow. He quickly turned around and dashed towards you, a determined look on his face. You made no move to dodge until the very last second. His breath hitched in his throat as he crashed into the knocked over trash can, tumbling on the ground. You slammed your pole onto his wrist, making him yelp in pain and let go of his knife which you kicked away in one full swing. The stranger growled, angry now that you pulled such a trick on him, but as soon as he looked up to face you again, he was met with an obnoxious green tube and a horrible burning sensation to his eyes. He screamed in pain as he doubled over, rubbing his eyes. 

You relax a little letting out a shaky breath of relief and shoving the mace back into your pocket, “Rubbing makes it worse, idiot.” You hop on top of him, securing his hands with your belt and using your weight to keep him down on the ground. 

“Taeyong! If this is some kind of sick joke, I don’t really get the punchline.” You yelled out in the seemingly empty streets. You heard a vibration coming from your captive’s pocket as he squirmed around underneath you, still groaning from the burning pepper spray that he received to the face. You pulled out the sleek black device and answered the number.

“y/n~ You make for good entertainment.” You could hear Taeyong’s amusement through the line, “We ordered some food already and had it delivered, so you and Haechan can come back to the office. We need to discuss some matters.” 

“What-” 

“What does it look like?” He glared up at you, eyes bloodshot and wild.

“See you in five.” He hangs up and you scoff shaking your head at the dark screen. You get off of who you could only assume to be Haechan.

“Are your eyes okay yet?” You ask blankly.

“You heard Taeyong, gotta go back to the office now. You dragged him up and started walking, “The red brings out your eyes. It’s a nice look, sweetheart.” You mock his tone of voice with the previous nickname he gave you. 

“The hell.. Take your damned belt off of me.” He ran to catch up to you, trying to rip the fabric. 

“No-pe” You pop the P at the end of your response, “Not gonna happen. I don’t really trust you to not jump me.” 

A dark car pulls up next to the two of you and flashes its headlights at you. You stop watching the passenger door window roll down to reveal Johnny in the drivers seat and a very pissed Doyoung in the passenger seat. 

“Both of your asses. In the back. Now.” 

“Sheesh alright.” You open the back door and climb in, Haechan following suit.

Johnny glances back at the two of you, both ruffled and battered with an amused smile, “Looking good back there two.”

You both roll your eyes and Doyoung interrupts, “I don’t want to hear it.” 

You turn to Haechan and nudge him, “My name’s y/n by the way. I don’t think I got the chance to introduce myself.”

Haechan raises an eyebrow, dryly laughing at your horribly timed self-introduction, “Haechan. I would say it’s nice to meet you, but I can barely see you right now.” 

“Good.” 

#nct #nct127 #nctu #nct haechan #nct haechan x reader #nct timestamps #nct imagines #nct mafia au #nct haechan au #mafia au #kpop imagine #kpop timestamp

[effervescentdragon]

But what if I wanted you to answer aaaall those fic asks ooos

ASK AND YE SHALL RECIEVE! <3

thank you love soooo much, i need this to unwind a bit. here we go :D

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

The lil easter eggs i leave everywhere, not just for readers but for myself, bcs sometimes i write sth and it only dawns on me later what I meant to say xD

😐 What embarrasses you most about your own writing?

I wouldn't say anything embarrases me per se tbh. The things that do, I don't post. yes this is about porn

👻 What is one WIP you think you may never pick back up?

my old HP fics.

👀 Do you have any WIPs that you would never let see the light of day? If yes, what are they about?

There may be a porn somewhere in my docs.

📥 What is your fave fic to receive comments/messages on?

ALL OF THEM! ALL OF THEM, ANY ONE OF THEM, I LOVE YOU ALL. but lately the comments on the silvergifting are my joy tbh, even tho i made some people sad.

✏️ Do you write every day?

I WISH.

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

From the F1/Silm AU, bcs I can barely think of anything else.

"Seconded," Nerdanel mumbled through a mouth full of Pad Thai. "Fëanor hasn't been home since yesterday, and I honestly don't know if he'll come home tonight."

"Yeah, the whole Finwean sibling committee got drunk on my couches last night and decided to sleep over," Anairë said, then wrinkled her nose. "They drank almost three full bottles of whisky. I have no idea how they've been functioning today."

“I have no sympathy for them,” Earwen mumbled. “Arafinwë looked like death this morning when he stumbled in. I had to switch his shower to cold so he’d get out, he almost fell asleep in there.” She reached for Som Tum when Nerdanel pushed it away. "So that's your revenge for not being included? Getting pissed on wine?"

Anairë just grinned at Earwën and drank another mouthful. Nerdanel felt herself relax just an inch for the first time in over thirty hours. For some minutes, only the sounds of eating and drinking could be heard.

"It was Laphroigh, wasn't it?" Nerdanel asked.

"Yup."

Earwën shook her head. "How aren't they dead?"

"Years of practice of getting drunk after fighting with each other," said Nerdanel. “You guys were here for the biggest blow-outs, but they’ve gotten qualitatively better over the years. In our youth, they were all about the quantity.” She didn’t miss those days, even if she sometimes missed the simplicity which came with being younger and obligation-free. Or whatever passwd as obligation-free for the insanity that were their lives.

"Even Findis?" Earwën looked amused when Anairë just nodded. "Wow. It must've been something serious to get her to drink so much."

Anairë grimaced, then sighed. "Yeah. Yeah, it really is."

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

Branching out into modern AU (see above) and perhaps into other fandoms also.

😈 Is there anything you enjoy doing that you think your readers hate?

Putting foreign words in their original script xD

🌙  What time of day do you prefer to write? Why?

I think i usually write during the nights. I just like it when i actually do write.

👖 Are you a planner, plantser, or pantser? Is it consistent?

I am a consistent disaster.

📊 Current number of WIPs

Too much. Way too much. I can think of at least 7.

👨‍👧‍👧 Do you tell people in real life that you write fic?

Sometimes. Depends on them, i do it either for shock value when theyre assholes or out of trust.

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to?

uhm. Loki.

📝 What is one growth area you have for your writing?

the fuck is growth area? like how i've grown? idk. i make Better Words? i make Stuff Make Sense?

📚 Do you read your own fic?

yes, usually for reference. also sometimes to feel good abt myself.

🌈 What inspired you to write [insert fic here]?

you gotta give me a specific fic xD mostly rl angst tbh, for all my fics, but i do have specific inspo moments.

🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?

MAKING WORDS APPEAR PROPERLY.

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

i have an empty doc thats named "ereinion whos your daddy"

💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

oh god. yeah. i can tell you all about the transportation methods across the europe, asia and africa after world war 1 and i can accurately tell you how long it took to get from any point a to point b on aforementioned continents. it was for a completely hand written au. goddamn ive forgotten abt that, i gotta find it.

✨ Choose three adjectives to complement your own writing.

verbose, painful, well-thought-out. :)

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

my HC is that i process atm relevant shit in rl through what im writing

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

odin's son, tyr's son series.

👩‍🏭 If one of your fics was going to get you arrested, which one and why?

this one, for indecency and amount of angst

⏰ Do you spend more time reading fic, writing fic, or do you do both equally?

i spend very little time recently doing ANY of the above, but idk. reading probably. or like, definitely.

💋 [Freeform - what is something you want to know about one of poster’s fics?]

i can't answer this, i need a specific prompt :)

thank you so much stormy, i needed this today <3

#akira answers #and she answers as she writes #aka TOO LONG #stormxpadme

[alolowrites]

The Neighbor from Apartment 512

Summary: You have a crush on your new neighbor, Izuku Midoriya, who lives right across the hall.

Author’s Note: This is my fifth story for @bnhabookclub​‘s Hero Camp Bingo event. The prompt I used was “Boy Next Door” and inspiration came from Selena’s song “El Chico Del Apartamento 512″ (English translation: The Guy from Apartment 512). This story is also for the the Celebrating Deku event! It’s been a while since I wrote a story for Midoriya (last time was in May I believe).

I apologize for taking so long to publish another story. Work is really kicking my butt and I don’t want to force myself on writing something that’s half-assed. 

Without further ado, please enjoy!

Word Count: 1.8K+

A gust of cold air blows across your face the moment you open the freezer door. An empty ice cube tray greets you while a dangling icicle chips off from the corner. It’s a pitiful sight, and you pout—there’s no ice cream. However, there’s a convenience store five minutes from your place. The downside is you have to walk, and you’re not feeling it right now.

Except you are desperately craving for something creamy and sweet. You gaze into the freezer to weigh your options. After two minutes, you groan and snatch your gray sweater off the chair. Guess you’ll be making the trip. Before stepping out the door, you do a quick once over at the mirror to make sure you look decent.

Especially if he’s outside—Izuku Midoriya, the neighbor from apartment 512.

He recently moved into your building and settled right across from you. There was lots of commotion going on outside the hallway, disrupting your usual Saturday cleaning spree. If you couldn’t hear your music, then what was the point of cleaning anyway? You remembered whipping the door open, mouth wide open to complain, when a pair of emerald eyes stared straight at you. He introduced himself as Izuku Midoriya and apologized profusely for the ruckus. You didn’t care if he fired up a jackhammer against your wall, he was handsome.

Long story short, you fell for him. Hard.

Subconsciously, you make sure to put your best foot forward. And yes, that even means doing a quick breath check in case you both end up in the elevator together. Once satisfied with your reflection, you peek at peephole and leave the apartment. It’s relatively possible Midoriya is not even home, but you can never be too sure.

Someone calls your name, and regrettably, you recognize their voice. Turning around, you shoot him an awkward smile. “Tarou, hi…”

Tarou is a fellow neighbor who lives two doors down from you. Everyone in this entire building knows his massive crush on you, including yourself. The guy is sweet, yes, but you don’t have the same feelings toward him. You settled for being friends, but the lovestruck look in his eyes is painfully apparent.

Tarou gestures to what he’s holding, “Just taking out the trash!”

“I can see that.”

“Yeah, always gotta keep this place clean, y’know?” He follows you down the hall, his black bag swishing sideways. You call for the elevator, but keep a polite distance from him. “Where are you heading?”

You shrug, “To the store to buy some ice cream.”

“Oh, well, I have some!” Ah, crap…

“What flavor is it?”

“Mint chocolate chip.”

You click your teeth, “Ooo, sorry, not really my flavor. But thanks for the offer!”

A ding cuts off Tarou, and you look at the elevator. When Midoriya steps off, your heart races, the sleeves on his black dress shirt rolled up until his elbows. He scratches his head and smiles when he spots you. All your focus is on him, especially when he sings out your name in that deep voice of his. As Midoriya sends a curt nod at Tarou, your eyes are permanently glued to the viridian-haired man’s retreating figure.  

Yup, you definitely have fallen hard for him.

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“Bill…bill…bill…bi—oooh coupon! I’m so keeping this.”

You continue to check your mail as the elevator heads to your floor. With the mail sorted through, you skim through the magazine that arrived today. Not once did you look up the moment you exit the elevator, your eyes soaking in the pages filled with colorful photographs and words. You’re not worried bumping into anything, or anyone, since you know the place like the back of your hand.

Keys jingle and you peer over the magazine. Your hands crumple the pages as you watch Midoriya lock his door. He’s wearing a fitted lichen blue shirt that accentuates every muscle on his upper body and a pair of black shorts that stop just above his knees. Midoriya shoves his wireless earbuds and strolls away from his apartment.

Your breath hitches when his face lights up. “Hey! How’s it looking outside?”

“G-good,” you stammer before clearing your throat, “Perfect weather for running.”

“Sounds great!” Midoriya is a fairly busy person, but the few times you run into each other, he always flashes his winning smile. It sends your heart racing faster than the Hayabusa train. He checks the time and waves goodbye. “Catch you later, neighbor!”

“You too!” That’s where you should have ended, but nope—your mouth runs on its own and betrays you when it blurts out, “Have fun running and sweating!”

The sheer horror dawns on your face when those five words echo down the hallway. Midoriya stops to glance over his shoulder, an eyebrow raised. You scramble to your door and fumble with the keys. Your eyes stay firmly on the knob until you’re able to rush inside. The magazine falls out of your grasp as you slide down against the door in embarrassment.

“Have fun running and sweating?” You moan, head banging on the door. “What kind of response is that? Ugh!”

This is the last time you’ll get your mail at this hour.

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Both legs dangle over the couch’s armrest, and you stare at the ceiling. Days have passed since the humiliating incident, the conversation replaying inside your head like a broken record. However, Midoriya continued to greet you like normal. Was it done out of pity, who knows? Interestingly enough, his smile was more playful than usual.

Your crush on Midoriya skyrockets since then.

A pillow slams over your face. How is it possible for a person to make you feel this way? Midoriya is continuously in your thoughts when awake, and in your dreams when fast asleep. It’s a miracle that your heart hasn’t exploded from all the giddiness building inside. But your thoughts and dreams can only go so far. For you, the best moments happen whenever you both cross paths outside the hallway.

It’s definitely that smile of his.

You move the pillow away from your face and sit up. Although you know you like Midoriya, you wonder if he feels the same way. There’s only one way to know for sure, and you become absolutely nervous just thinking about it. Still, you don’t want to keep waiting around. For once, you want to take charge.

After many attempts in front of the bathroom mirror, you settle with a simple confession: “Midoriya, I like you.”

Yup that should do it.

You shake the nerves trapped inside and gently tap your cheeks. Hopefully, Midoriya is home right now. You’re running on pure adrenaline and who knows when that will disappear. With a final check near the entrance mirror, you stride toward his door.

The number 512 shines underneath the warm light, making you gulp. One foot takes a step back, but you move forward again. One fist rises, but stops just at the door’s smooth surface. You end up fighting against yourself for a few minutes until a rapid knock attacks the door. Nothing happens as you hold your breath.

Then the knob turns, and your face falls; another woman answers instead of Midoriya.

Abort mission, abort mission, abort mission—

“Hi, may I help you?”

“Um, hello,” you meekly wave, a forced smile hurting your face. The woman looks pretty and around your age, but definitely not related to Midoriya. There’s a massive pit in your stomach. “I’m the neighbor from across the hall. I came to ask Midoriya if he has any, um, flour! Yes, flour!”

Flour, really? Is that the best you can come up with on the spot?

“Oh, well, I can ask him—”

“A-Actually no! It’s fine!” You give an awkward laugh. “I, uh, just remembered the recipe doesn’t need any flour. Yeah, it’s a flourless cake. Says so on the name! Sorry if I bothered you. I’ll be heading back now…um, have a great day!”

You bolt back into your apartment again and slam the door.  

Guess he doesn’t like you.

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There’s an imaginary dark cloud looming over your head. It follows you everywhere, from brushing your teeth in the bathroom to visiting the postal office to drop off a small package. You purposefully take the longest route back home, not ready to face the sad reality awaiting on the fifth floor.

Now you understand why people call it a crush. One moment you feel excited or hopeful for a chance to be together. The next moment, those same feelings start crumbling and crush you without a single warning. You hang your head low; all that’s left now is for you to move on with your life. The S.S. Midoriya has officially sailed, and you’re not on it.

The dark cloud starts raining.

Even in my imagination, I can’t catch a break.

You arrive at your apartment complex and enter the elevator. A sharp ding breaks the silence as you step off to drag your feet on the floor. Fishing for your keys, you don’t hear a door opening from across the hall. Someone coughs out your name, and you freeze before peeking over your shoulder to see Midoriya.

“Sorry!” He flails his hands, green eyes filled with panic. “I didn’t mean to scare you!”

“No, it’s okay,” you say, turning around to face him. Midoriya sighs in relief, and you hold back a snort. “So…what’s up? Do you need something?”

“Actually, I heard you stopped by my door yesterday. Looking for flour?”

“O-oh, about that!” You grip the keys, the heat rising behind your neck. “Yeah, I thought I needed flour for this recipe, but I forgot I was making a flourless cake. I didn’t mean to bother you or your girlfriend, so…”

“Girlfriend?”

“Yeah, she’s the one who answered your door?”

“Oh, you mean Uraraka!” Midoriya lets out a genuine laugh, leaving you confused. “She’s just a good friend of mine from college. She’s came by for a visit after not seeing me for so long.”

Well, you certainly jumped the gun there. The dark cloud vanishes, and you almost jump at the thought of Midoriya being single. Before you could speak, Midoriya shoves one hand in his pocket while the other scratches behind his neck. There’s a faint blush on his cheeks as he tries to find his words.

Eventually, he does when he confesses, “Besides, I actually like you. A lot if I’m being honest, but I was too nervous to say something until Uraraka gave me the courage, so yeah…”

You’re gaping like a fish, the keys barely hanging on your shaky fingers.

Say something, anything! Just don’t stand there!

“I love your freckles!” Oh my god. You slap your forehead and pinch the bridge of your nose for a second. Finally, you take a deep breath and shoot him a shy smile, “What I meant to say was, I also like you. A lot, too.”

Somehow Midoriya’s face glows even brighter than before, his green curls bouncing in celebration as well. A surge of confidence runs through his veins as he stands straighter and asks you out for dinner tonight.

“Sure, pick me up at 7pm, neighbor?”

“On the dot, neighbor.”

Your grin never disappears. After all, you have a date with Izuku Midoriya, the lovely neighbor from apartment 512.

Fifth prompt is crossed off. Which one will be next? Stay tune! Thank you for reading! 

Previous prompt: Crime AU

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[queenabstract]

AIGHT Y'ALL KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS

PRINCE D X FUNK READER

Someones been hiding something~

You and Darnell went on dates pretty often. You already hung out constantly, but you two had actual dates 2-3 times a week! On one of them after the world tour, he wanted to know if your music preference had changed.

"Hey, babe?"

"Yeah?"

"I was just wondering, after everything thats happened, has your favorite music changed?" He asked you nervously.

"Huh? Oh! No not really. Funk will always be my roots, and I love listening to Hip-Hop. Especially yours. But I do have to admit that the other genres can be fun. Especially the sub-genres. Pop really can get anyone dancing, rock has a bit of an edgy yet energetic vibe to it, classical is so calming and has a way of sweeping someone off their feet, I love the country trolls' accents when they sing. Oh and Techno is so full of energy and even not-so-great dancers can get with it and-" You kept rambling on and on about your thoughts on each genre. Prince D loved listening to you ramble since you were usually the quiet type. You didn't talk that much. You preferred to sit and listen rather than get up and be a part of. It changed a little when you took interest in other genres. He saw you dancing and singing more than all the years he had known you before. Honestly, he believed that it was because you never liked Funk or Hip-Hop that much to begin with. You weren't required to, and he'd still love you either way, but it still hurt a little.

You, Darnell, and the rest of his family were visiting Pop Village. You all liked visiting each kingdom once a month, and it was Pop's turn. Prince D watched his brother talk to his friends and get involved in the party, enjoying himself. He looked around, expecting you to be dancing and singing along too. You were nowhere to be found.

"Huh? (Y/N)?!" He called out. He asked a few trolls if they saw where you went. Biggie pointed towards the river.

"I'm sure I saw them go that way just a few minutes ago." Biggie said.

"Pew"

"Yes, Mr. Dinkles. it did look like they were purposely trying to be sneaky, didn't it?" Biggie asked Mr. Dinkles.

"Pew"

"...Well thank you two for letting me know." Darnell thanked them and headed your way. The river was actually a little far from were the party was, so he caught up before you reached it. He wanted to know why you'd purposely sneak off without telling him anything. It seemed like you were trying to hide something. He hid behind trees and bushes and a few other trolls so that you wouldn't catch him following you. Once you reached the river, you took a deep breath and looked around to make sure you were alone. Darnell hid inside of a bush and peeked at you through the leaves. Once you were sure you were alone, you took another deep breath.

"Alright, just like he taught you. Deep breaths...feel the beat...you can't sing if your focused on everything else." You said to yourself. Darnell watched confused as you continued to breath deeply and started to nod your head to some non-existent beat. "Never knew, never meant. Electrical....electrical." No way. Were you...

"I never meant for you to come and find me, I never meant for you to feel so relying, I never meant to spend all of this time here, I never meant to put my heart up in hiding. The feeling when I'm next to you. That feeling special. Make me wanna put my foot down hard up on the pedal, rocking out like heavy metal. Do what, they told me, told me. You've gotta show me, show me. They think, they know me, know me. You really owe me, owe me." You were singing Hip-Hop! Prince D couldn't believe it. He heard you sing before, but it was soft and more of a hum, this was so much different. His heart melted. He already loved hearing your voice when you talked. Now you had him wrapped around your finger with your singing.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" Bliss Marina appeared.

"Woah, whats up, Bliss?" You asked her.

"You! We're supposed to be on stage remember? Plus Prince D was looking for you and we couldn't find out where he went! We need to get you on stage, and him in the audience right now!" Bliss exclaimed.

"Oh no! I only meant to practice for a few minutes before going up!" You panicked and ran towards the party, Bliss right behind you. Prince D crawled out of the bush and made his way towards the party as fast as he could without you or Bliss spotting him. Luckily, he made it into the audience without either of you two seeing. He looked up at the stage and saw Queen Poppy run up to the microphone.

"Hey! Are you trolls having fun?" Everyone cheered. Poppy beamed.

"Happy to hear! By the way, we have a special guest performing for us today! (Y/N)!" She pointed towards you as you nervously walked towards the microphone. You gulped and waved.

"Thats my friend! I know them!" Biggie cheered, making you a little less nervous as his cheers were followed by everyone else cheering you on. You took the microphone from Poppy and nodded a thanks to her. She left the stage as Bliss got into her position on stage and Dj Suki left the DJ booth, letting King Trollex take over. You got into position and took a few deep breaths, nodding to King Trollex. He started the music and you and Bliss started nodding your heads to the beat.

"Never knew....never meant." Bliss began.

"Electrical....Ooooh....electrical." You sang.

"I never meant for you to come and find me." You sang.

"I'm feeling too electrical!" Bliss sang the back-up vocals.

"I never meant for you to feel so relying."

"The power too electrical!"

"I never meant to spend all of this time here."

"The feeling too electrical!"

"I never meant to put my heart up in hiding. The feeling when I'm next to you. That feeling special. Make me wanna put my foot down hard up on the pedal. Rocking out like heavy metal!"

"Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

You really owe me, owe me

Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me"

"The feeling so electrical"

"Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me"

"The feeling so electrical!"

"Just come and find me, you not reliant. I love the timing, feeling so electrical. Yes, I'm feeling so electrical. Ooo, yes, I'm feeling so electrical!" You sang your heart out. Prince D had a big goofy smile on his face while he watched you.

"Never let her go, man." Branch said.

"Not planning to." Prince D responded.

"Electrical, when I'm with you

But now I know, that I gotta go

Electrical, when I'm with you

Electrical, when I'm with you

But now I know, that I gotta go

Electrical, when I'm with you. That feeling special. Make me wanna put my foot down hard up on the pedal. Rocking out like heavy metal"

Bliss wasn't needed anymore to sing any backup vocals, but she still stayed on stage to dance and have fun. Prince D didn't realize everyone could see how goofy he looked. You were looking at him the entire time you sang, and you were pretty damn satisfied with his reaction.

"Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

You really owe me, owe me

Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

The feeling so electrical

Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

The feeling so electrical

Just come and find me, you not reliant. I love the timing, feeling so electrical. Yes, I'm feeling so electrical. Ooo, yes, I'm feeling so electrical!

Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

The feeling so electrical!

Do what, they told me, told me

You've gotta show me, show me

They think, they know me, know me

The feeling so electrical"

Prince D was blushing so hard, and your smirk was not helping. Trolly moly, you knew exactly what you were doing to him.

"Just come and find me, you not reliant

I love the timing, feeling so electrical

Yes, I'm feeling so electrical

Ooo, yes, I'm feeling so electrical" You finally finished singing...and you winked at him. You. Freaking! Darnell's knees were shaking and nearly gave up on him with that final blow. Branch and Cooper both kept him standing up. He eventually found his balance again when you walked up to him.

"I...I had no idea you could sing like that." He said.

"I asked Tiny Diamond and his dad to teach me so I could surprise you. Thanks guys!" You waved at the two, they waved back. "Also, I had no idea that you could turn so red." You teased, smirking and raising an eyebrow at him playfully. Goddamit.

"Only cause you wouldn't stop trying to be all flirty!" Prince D exclaimed, making some of the nearby trolls laugh.

"Flirty? I don't have a clue what you're talking about. You of all people know I can't flirt to save my life." You continued to smirk and rolled your eyes.

"You're so evil." Darnell narrowed his eyes at you.

"I love you, too." You said and gave him a kiss. He melted into it.

He might've been smooth, but he got that from his mom. He's actually easily flustered like his dad.

Song is Electrical by Bali Baby

@itspronouncedtrecillo

#trolls #trolls world tour #king trollex #cooper #trolls world tour x reader #Biggie #Mr. Dinkles #Bliss Marina #Queen Poppy #Branch #Prince D #Prince D x Reader #flustered Prince D #flirty reader

[miss-tc-nova]

Hey - Riku x Reader

Aha, Xeha-non! I tricked you! I wasn’t writing Roxas, I was writing Riku! It’s about time I gave this boy some love. 

~~~~~

               “Hey handsome.” I slide the book from the desk and take its place, grinning down at the boy. A snowy brow arches in response, before those teal orbs peer up at me. “Slackin’ on your homework?”

               “Maybe,” he grumbles. I display the text and he continues scribbling down his answers.

               “Ooo, even I got the homework done. You’re not tellin’ me I’m about to slip ahead on our grades are you?” I tease.

               He doesn’t even bother to look up. “Not even close.”

               I laugh. Of course it’s not. This kid could miss an entire month of school and still manage to beat me in almost every class. Not that I’m dumb or anything, he’s just that smart—now if only I could get him to realize that I’ve been hardcore flirting with him for over a year now.

               Riku and I have been neighbors since we were little. We were never really friends and that was fine by me; we only occasionally passed by each other on our way to school or in the halls. It wasn’t until we turned fourteen and actually had a class together that I lost my mind. He probably just views me as a mild nuisance at this point, but I can’t help myself around him anymore. He doesn’t acknowledge any of it though.

               The end-of-day bell rings and I stand up with a stretch. “Wha’chu think, Riku? Shall we do the project together?”

               “Hm?” Like a needle pricking at my heart, he wasn’t paying attention. “Oh, I mean we can. But it just sounds like you’re trying to keep that gap between us from getting bigger.” Gods, if I could turn that smirk into something sincere, I’d probably die happy.

               “Please. You may have me in maths and science, but you suck at English.”

               “I’m one grade below you. Also, what does telling a story have do with any career?”

               I count on my fingers. “Journalism, news, authors, basic communication skills.”

               “We’re communicating aren’t we?”

               “Barely.” Oh honey, there’s so much more than what we say…

               His eyes roll but we agree to meet tonight at six to work on this story we’re supposed to write. I waste the day away mulling over this nonsense between us. Clearly this boy isn’t going to get the hint; I could probably kiss him and he would just blow it off as an accident. Yet I still can’t tell if it’s because he’s not interested or just strangely oblivious to flirting. Eventually, I admit defeat—I’m going to have to just flat out tell him. I decide it’d be best to do it tonight, when there’s time for us to talk it out; though that does put me at risk for making this project insanely awkward. I suck it up and plan my words out for the end of the night until six rolls around.

               I pull open the door to find my classmate there, staring out at the horizon. “Hey handsome.” There’s still time to drop plenty of hints before the night ends, but he doesn’t respond. “You okay?” There are some gloomy looking clouds in the distance.

               “Uh, yeah,” he replies, shaking it off. “Let’s get this dumb project done.”

               “And here I thought you just enjoyed my company,” I say, letting him in.

               We start to flesh out a basic a plot for this adventure short, all the while he keeps glancing out the window at the approaching storm. I, on the other hand, am starting to feel the nerves gnaw at my gut.

               “Are you sure you’re alright?” I ask, pulling his attention from the window for the umpteenth time since we started.

               Looking away from his distraction, Riku scribbles on his paper. “Yeah.”

               He’s not going to tell me what’s bothering him. Perhaps it’s time to tell him what’s bothering me instead.

               “Hey Riku?” He hums that that he’s listening before meeting my gaze. This could be it: the end of my endeavors, the end of my shenanigans, possibly the end of a friendship. Here goes nothing.

               Taking a deep breath, I open my mouth to start again, but the storm lets us know that it’s here.

               When the lightning flashes, Riku abruptly stands. “I gotta go.”

               “What?” I stand with him but he heads for the door.

               “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” All those worries he’s been holding back all night have finally broken through. He hurriedly shoves his feet into his shoes.

               “But-” The boy rips the door open and takes off down the street, not even in the direction of his home. I stand in the doorway, stunned, confused, and a little heart-broken. “…Be safe.”

               The storm that night was terrible.

~~~~~

A year later…

               This last year or so has been kind of dreary. Since that storm hit, three kids disappeared from our islands. Days were spent searching, but only the ocean could’ve kept them hidden from us for so long. Then we came across a miracle; some weeks after their disappearance, Kairi had been found on the beach of the smaller island. From what I heard, she had been groggy and confused for a while, but remembered nothing of what happened. As for Sora and Riku, we never found them.

               I was upset for a long time but time heals all wounds supposedly. In reality, I’d just learned to think about it less and went about life. There wasn’t anything else I could’ve done. Even if my heart is still hung up on him, it’s not like I can bring him back. So, on the surface, I take my dreary days the same as my normal ones: one step at a time, no matter how hard the next step is.

               Nope. Don’t think about it.

               Clearing my head of memories I don’t have time to dwell on, I brush the hair from my eyes and readjust the bag of groceries in my arms. It’s Friday, school’s out, I’ve just done my shopping for the week, and now it’s time to go home and relax.

               “Hey.”

               My body freezes before I turn to person I just passed. He’s a tall, young man, his muscular arms bare. The first instinct is to put some space between us, but that mop of white hair is unmistakable; sure it’s longer than it was but it’s his.

               “Riku?” I breathe, afraid to believe it is. Have I finally lost it?

               His aqua eyes are just visible beneath that mess. “It’s been a while,” he tells me.

               That voice; it’s the same and it still makes my heart flutter. The bag in my arm is hastily set aside before I barrel into the boy, arms around his waist as tightly as I can hold. I could melt when he returns the gesture but I’m too busy trying to keep from crying.

               I step back, wiping at my eyes. “Sorry. I just…Everyone thinks you’re dead.”

               He’s taking the fact pretty lightly. “I can imagine so.”

               “What happened?” I murmur.

               “Uh, I can’t exactly explain it,” he answers, dodging my question. Something about him seems softer than before. “The storm took me someplace far away and a lot of stuff happened. But I’m here now.”

               Taking in his words, I want to question him. There was a whole year where I thought he was at the bottom of the ocean; of course I want to know everything. However, above all of that, I’m relieved he’s back.

               I smile. “Well hey, welcome back handsome.”

               Riku’s responding chuckle dies out to something hesitant. “Are you busy tonight?”

               Reaching down, I scoop my groceries back up. “No. Just making dinner and being lazy tonight.”

               “Do you want to hang out?”

               It takes everything I have to not scream ‘Yes!’ at him. “Didn’t you just get back?”

               “Yeah,” he says with a sheepish grin. “But Kairi spent a few long hours nagging me about being so oblivious.”

               “What?”

               His shoulders bounce but I don’t miss that old spark of mischief. “That whole year before I left, you were flirting with me.”

               It’s suddenly a bit too hot for me and my brain threatens to malfunction. Instead, I take my turn to answer sheepishly, “I mean, yeah. But I think you settling in again is probably more important.”

               “It can wait. I’ve got a lot of stupidity to make up for.”

               I may never stop smiling again. “Only two years worth.”

               “Then I’d better get started.” I could just squeal. “I’ll pick you up tonight.”

               “I’ll see you then.”

               I bid the boy goodbye and it takes everything I have not to explode before I’m sure he’s well out of sight. And that’s it; my brain is shot for the rest of the day. I’m not doing homework, none of my chores get done, and dinner is nothing that I had planned. I just lie around, giddy as a teenager should be.

               I force myself not to bolt for the door when I hear a knock; I cannot, however, help the swelling happiness in my chest when I see him waiting for me.

               “Hey handsome,” I greet. That’s an adorable blush trying to spread across his face.

               “Hey. Are you ready?”

               I tilt my head. “We’re going out? Isn’t it kinda late?”

               “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you from the monsters.” There’s a bit of the old self-confidence I remember him having.

               “Oh my knight in shining armor.” I follow Riku to the docks and I should’ve known he’d be taking me to the smaller island; it was his favorite place to hang out. But I’ve never been there at night so this will be a new experience for me.

               After he’s tied up the little boat, he offers a hand to me. “Careful.”

               “You’ve become quite the gentleman,” I tease, taking his hand.

               My joking goes right out the window when he pulls me up with absolutely no effort. “I think not wanting my date to hurt themself is just common courtesy.”

               “Fair enough.” I pray he doesn’t catch the mild quaver in the two words. “So what exactly are we doing out here?”

               “Whatever you want; just hanging out,” he says, walking out onto the moonlit beach. With a grunt, he plops down into the soft, white sand. With a bit more grace, I sit beside him.

               The ocean before us is dazzling. The water is calm, gently lapping at the land and reflecting the light from above. An endless sky is filled with millions of twinkling stars painting shades of blue and purple around the shining moon. There are no birds or strangers to interrupt the white-noise of the water; just us. And we’re not exactly quiet. We talk and laugh and joke about all sorts of things. I get vague hints that Riku’s time away had been quite an ordeal but we skirt around those topics. Still, I feel like I’m finally connecting to him; I’m not hiding anything or hinting at hidden feelings. I’m able to fully express myself. And though he may not be as snarky as he had been, I’m still enamored all the same.

               “It’s funny.” Riku says, looking up to the stars. “I wanted nothing more than to get off this island, but when I found out about you, I couldn’t wait to get back.

               Thank goodness it’s dark. “That’s kind of a silly reason to suddenly change your dreams.”

               “Not after the adventure I’ve had.” I don’t get a chance to dwell on the darkness in his words. Instead, my heart jumps into my throat when his hand sits on top of mind with a gentle squeeze. “Besides, I think you’re discounting yourself way too much. You’re worth changing dreams for.”

               What the hell do I say to that?! I sigh. “I know I was flirting with you but that doesn’t mean you have to do this. You don’t owe me anything. If you want, we can just-”

               My words are effectively silenced. It’s not smooth or gentle but Riku jams our lips together. I never would use the word awkward to describe him but this is terribly so. I still don’t hate it.

               I don’t know if it’s my own blush or the heat rolling off him, but the air between us is hot. When he breaks away, there’s that smile—I can die happy now.

               “If you end that sentence with ‘be friends,’ I’m going to throw you in the ocean,” he warns, a note of longing there.

               The astonishment in me takes a dive, succeeded by desire. Pulling myself up by his jacket, I swing a leg over Riku’s. My hands weave into his hair, pushing the locks from his face, revealing those beautiful teal eyes. Without another moment’s hesitation, I take a second kiss.

               First kisses are overrated. They’re awkward and never certain of both people’s feelings. But second kisses; with the confidence, understanding, and trust; those are the moments of passion that melt hearts. I am no exception. My insides are filled with thousands of butterflies but I can’t get enough—I will never get enough. I could live in this moment forever: just the two of us in this beautiful scene with our new-found love. I would’ve been gone only a moment too soon had I died earlier.

               Lips part, gasping for air. My eyes rapidly scan his face, trying to commit this moment to memory. Then the wave of euphoria washes over me and I let out a breathy laugh.

               “Fine. We’re not friends.”

~~~~~

Months Later…

               I trail through the sand, water lapping at my feet, birds cawing overhead, sun raining warmth on this quiet, little, lonely island.

               It’s been several months and it sucks. I got warning this time that he was going, but that doesn’t make me feel any better about his absence. The way he talked about it was like I may never see him again and he wouldn’t even give me any details. It was just ‘I gotta go’ and ‘I don’t know if I’ll come back,’ then he kissed me and disappeared; left me crying on the beach by myself. Even Sora and eventually Kairi disappeared too, but no, I get left behind. I’ve been flipping between anger and depression so much sometimes I just cry while I break things. Maybe it was ridiculous for me to think we’d always be together, maybe it would’ve been easier if he just said he was sick of me, but the fact that we were still so infatuated when he left makes this all the more miserable. I had less than a year to fall head-over-heels in love with him and, boy, did he leave his mark.

               Today’s one of those low days, where I miss him so much it almost hurts. So I’m on the little island, hoping for distractions; I’d even take memories of our little moments here—anything to dull the pain.

               Another round of sorrow creeps up on me and I take a moment to attempt clearing my vision.

               “Hey gorgeous.”

               My heart shudders so forcefully everything goes black and my ears ring. It clears quickly enough that I whirl around. He’s there, gasping like he ran a marathon to get here. I can’t believe it; also, I can’t take it. I take a running leap at Riku who falls on his ass to catch me.

               Sobbing into his shoulder, I manage to get out, “You’re not allowed to leave me again. I swear to the gods that I will tie you down if I have to.”

               Hugging me with his entire body, Riku answers, “I have so much to tell you.”

#riku #kh riku #riku x reader #xeha-non #novas requests #gender neutral reader

[ericsonclan]

He Was a Skater Boy

Summary: Gabe skateboards over to Ericson High to have a pudding eating contest with his uncle when suddenly he meets someone he had never seen before.

Word Count: 2067

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Gabe sprinted down the hallway of Delta High, his backpack whacking against his back as his sneakers squeaked against the tiled floor. “Shit, sorry, sorry,” Gabe dodged fellow students as he continued to run. His right hand clutched his skateboard tightly and he soon found himself outside of the school building.

Gabe tilted his head back and took a deep breath. That was it, the smell of freedom. His left hand sloppily readjusted his beanie and he set down his board to skate off to meet up with his uncle. Javi had told him that he had worked out a deal with a lunch lady at Ericson High to get them a mountain of pudding. It was finally time that they put their money where their mouths were. They were going to have the ultimate pudding eating contest.

Gabe had been sure to eat light at lunch to prepare in advance for this. His dad would be pissed if he knew that he had skimmed on lunch all in the name of a pudding eating contest. He would be furious if he knew it was to spend time with Javi. Gabe took a deep breath and shook off any negative thoughts. Placing his left foot on the skateboard he used his right to kick off and began the journey to Ericson High - the monster school.

Gabe zoomed forward and pulled his beanie down, turning his head to the side to avoid catching attention from Joey or Justin. Those two never let go of grudges and ever since Gabe had helped Violet they had always bugged him whenever they had the chance. Gabe skated forward and saw that he was reaching the staircase. As he hopped up, Gabe’s backpack lifted in the air before the board landed on the staircase bar. It screeched lightly as he slid down the bar; Gabe smiled to himself and hopped off to land with ease at the bottom of the stairs. Pushing his foot against the ground, he continued to skate forward.

Mariana was sure missing out today. It was just her luck that she got caught on a silly prank and her partner in crime had ratted her out. Usually Gabe would stay back for her and treat her to some popsicles but he really didn’t want to miss today. It was hard to find time to hang out with his uncle. Especially lately with how much his dad had grown to distrust monsters. Gabe turned his focus back on the joy of skateboarding. Today was supposed to be a fun day. He tilted his head back and let the breeze blow through his hair that stuck out of his beanie. Moments like this were when he felt truest to himself. School had always felt like an obligation and after seeing how cool Ericson High was Gabe had grown somewhat jealous of his friend Clementine. She got to go to such a cool place every day while Gabe had to deal with annoying bullies and uncaring teachers who sort of irked him.

But that was just him being jealous. He knew that monsters had to deal with way more shit from people outside of school and ever since Clementine had made it clear that she sided with the monsters she’d become a target too from some of the Delta assholes.

Gabe looked back at the sidewalk ahead of him and began to weave past the people going about their day to day lives. “Oops! Sorry!” He barely squeezed through a small opening and gave an apologetic smile back to the couple. “Have a nice day!” Gabe gave a short salute and felt his embarrassment grow as he skated on. That was really stupid. Shaking off the feeling, Gabe continued on until he saw the Ericson High building.

Monsters of all kinds were outside mingling after a long day of classes. A mummy was trying to impress her crush by showing how badass her bandages were but had got them caught up in a tree branch. It didn’t seem to make the invisible girl beside her think any less of the mummy though as she leaned forward and placed a kiss on the mummy’s cheek, leaving a large lipstick stain on her bandages. The mummy grew flustered before her joy overwhelmed her and she used the bandages that were dangling on the branches as a swing as she swung ecstatically.

Gabe smiled and continued to skate forward, doing a quick jump to spin around on his skateboard before continuing forward. His eyes scanned the area and he noticed Violet was leaning against the side of the school building with her hood up. Her wolf ears flicked this way and that as they popped out of the holes in her hood. Beside her was James who was excitedly talking about what sounded to be a double date. He held a pamphlet in his hand for an art museum. Violet nodded along and talked happily with her friend before another monster called her name.

“Violet!” Sophie crowed and waved around a stick. “Fetch!” Without warning the harpy let out a series of excited tweets and twitters as she threw the stick through the sky. Violet’s ears perked up while her tail wagged enthusiastically and she gave a hasty goodbye to the cyclops before scampering forward.

The werewolf sprinted past Mitch who was having a show of strength with Marlon. The two of them were completely lost in the arm wrestling competition but the minotaur seemed keen on showing off to a certain selkie who was busy talking with Ruby and another monster that Gabe had never seen before.

Her short black hair and warm brown eyes captivated his attention as he skated by. The pure white feathers that covered her arms enhanced her beauty and her laugh made Gabe’s heart flutter. He was completely lost in the moment as he watched the swan monster whisper happily with her friends while they watched the arm wrestling competition.

Suddenly Gabe rammed into something heavy, knocking the wind out of him and causing the skateboard to go flying out from under his feet. Gabe landed hard on his ass and hissed in pain.

“Look out!” a voice called out and Gabe’s eyes shot up to see Louis’ head falling right towards him. Gabe immediately held out his hands and caught the frankenstein’s head just in time. The two stared at each other for a moment before screaming. After an instant’s panic though, both settled down.

“Thanks, buddy! You were really thinking ahead there!” Louis grinned at his own joke and Gabe gave a small laugh.

“Yeah,” Gabe’s smile faltered for a moment as he rose to his feet. “Sorry about that - I wasn’t watching where I was skating and-” Gabe took a deep breath, letting his thoughts catch up with his words. “Sorry.”

“No need to apologize. Just gotta redirect my body towards my head,” Louis smiled brightly and tried to use his head to motion towards his body. The frankenstein’s body was failing miserably at retrieving Louis’ head as it blindly walked forward and fell faceless first into a trash can. Louis’ smile faded instantly. “Damn it, now I’m gonna smell bad in front of Clem.”

“I’m really-” Gabe was cut off when the monster he had been caught off guard by yelled something.

“Hey! Stay away from my friend!” The cygnus rushed forward and began to hiss and snort as she busked at Gabe. Her arms were outstretched and her white feathers ruffled as she tried to intimidate the human. “No Delta High bullies here!”

Gabe blinked in confusion then looked down at his letterman jacket. Shit. Of course she had thought he was trouble. Most kids at Delta High weren’t kind to monsters.

“No, Nurgul! He’s cool! He’s one of the good humans!” Louis reassured the cygnus who still seemed unsure as her chest heaved with emotion. She kept trying to have an intimidating aura but Gabe instead found the whole thing incredibly cute. Silently Gabe lifted up Louis’ head and placed it back on the frankenstein’s body. Louis’ body raised its hands to readjust his head into place. “See! A good one!” Louis exclaimed loudly.

“Yeah, I didn’t run into him on purpose or anything. My name’s Gab-” Gabe was distracted when a monster who hadn’t spotted his skateboard suddenly slipped on it. “Ooo!” Gabe winced in guilt. He had to grab that board.

Nurgul slowly lowered her arms. “If Louis says you're good you have to be. It's nice to meet you, Gaboo. My name’s Nurgul!” The swan monster smiled kindly over at the human.

“No, my name isn't Gabu, it's Gabe,” Gabe corrected and Nurgul gave an embarrassed honk at that mistake.

“I’m sorry! And I’m also sorry I thought you were a bully just because you’re a human. I actually made this mistake before with Renata, assuming she was dangerous as a huldra when she’d really a sweetheart,” Nurgul motioned over to the huldra who currently had a stick in her mouth and was shaking her butt in Violet’s general direction, flexing that she was still a better fetcher which made her a better friend. The werewolf growled lightly and seemed annoyed by Renata’s cockiness until Sophie intervened.

Nurgul didn’t look up at Gabe and instead focused on preening her feathers nervously in a mixture of embarrassment for her mistakes and nervousness at the fact that she thought Gabe looked hot. This was all too much.

Gabe glanced over her way and gave a soft smile. “It’s no big deal. It was all my fault for not paying attention to where I was going,” He awkwardly fidgeted with his beanie. He was about to continue talking with Nurgul when he suddenly heard his uncle’s voice.

“Gabe!” Javi’s tail wagged excitedly when he spotted his nephew and a happy smile pulled on the corners of his lips. Javi turned to say goodbye to Santiago who gave Javi’s hand a squeeze before stealing a quick kiss. The werewolf’s tail swayed back and forth wildly and he immediately returned the kiss which startled the mothman and made Santiago’s cheeks flush.

With a quick goodbye Santaigo walked off towards the library and Javi jogged over to greet his nephew. He immediately wrapped Gabe in a hug and his tail happily whacked against Gabe's legs. “I’m glad you made it! Ready to lose in a pudding eating contest?”

“Yeah, I can’t wait!” Gabe smiled up at his uncle then realized that Nurgul was still there and grew embarrassed. He had to get Javi away before his uncle had a chance to pick up on his little crush. Javi’s ears twitched this way and that and it seemed like it was inevitable that he would pick up on that fact when Gabe spoke up again. “Why are you stalling? Know you’re gonna lose?”

That seemed to divert the werewolf’s attention. Javi’s eyes shone with determination. “Those are big words coming from someone who’s lost the last two matches.”

“Well, I’m winning this one!” Gabe laughed as Javi swung an arm around his shoulder.

“Let's not wait then! Onward to Puddingland!” Javi’s tail wagged out of control at the thought of pudding. He began to lead the way towards the school with his nephew in tow.

“Bye, Gabe! It was nice meeting you! Sorry again!” Nurgul waved at the human who shyly waved back with a small smile.

“It's okay! Bye, Nurgul!” Gabe returned the wave.

Javi’s eyes traveled from his nephew’s face then to the cygnus then back at his nephew. A teasing smile pulled on the werewolf’s lips. “Looks like someone has a crush,”

Javi’s words received him a playful jab while Gabe tried to cover his ears which were turning red. The human guided them over to pick up his skateboard to ensure no one else slipped on it before he spoke up. “No, I don’t!”

Javi laughed and ruffled the top of Gabe’s head, causing his beanie to nearly fall off. “Good for you. Now how about you tell me all about it while I win this pudding contest?”

Gabe felt overwhelmed and tried to persuade his uncle to focus on something else but his mind was set. With a resigned sigh, Gabe prepared himself for the ultimate pudding contest which was now sure to be filled with plenty of teasing and questions.

#twdg #twdg gabe #twdg javi #twdg nurgul #twdg louis #twdg violet #twdg james #twdg sophie #twdg renata #twdg santiago #twdg gabegul #twdg javiago #fanfic #we are monsters we are proud au

[lilcomfyfics]

Harley x male reader | FRIENDSHIP FIC SERIES PART 2

Warnings: libraries, college mentions, cursing

Summary: Harley and her new friend go to the library to hang out and read.

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Normally, I would have declined this invitation, but who can say no to (y/n) when they give those puppy eyes. I haven't visited a library in ages. Now that I think about it, I was probably in college the last time I did. Kinda left a bad taste in my mouth. All that stress and hard work, and look where I am now. Maybe I shoulda listened to my ma. Nah, she was batshit crazy too.

Anyways, now that I'm not doing crime anymore, I need something to fill all that empty space in my schedule and in my heart. Nothin' really feels the same anymore since I quit. I'm glad I met (y/n). They're real sweet, but I just don't know if I'm cut out for this normal life. Oh well, I gotta try, at least.

Hey, I see (y/n)!

"HEY (Y/N)!" I watch them flinch away. Oops, maybe that was a bit loud. "Didn't mean ta scare ya! How ya been?"

"I've been dealing with some shit, honestly." They look off into the distance with a far-away look.

"You wanna talk about it? c'mon that's the only perk to being friends with me!" I said half-jokingly.

"What about you, Harls?" They always ask that with such sincerity, and I swear that's genuine interest. Startin' to scare me a lil.

"This regular citizen stuff is baloney. If I have to see that diner again, I'm gonna blow it pieces! Do people actually live their entire lives like this?!" I really can't imagine anyone being happy like this.

"You have a shift tomorrow, don't you?" They ask as we start walking through to parking lot toward the entrance of the library.

Yes, I do. Rememberin' that makes me scream in frustration and kick some fast food cups across the parkin' lot. I storm into the library after (y/n).

The atmosphere is so different in here. It has a weird calming effect. Ya know like you just took some Xanax or somethin'. It's so quiet. How long 'til I get kicked out? Any voices in here wanna make bets?

(y/n) immediately headed to the comic book section and started browsing the shelves with an adorable lil smile. Heartwarming really. I remember when I use to be that excited over books. Hell, I practically lived in a library when I was younger. One of the few ways I was able to get away from home.

I guess I better browse the psychology section for old time's sake. Reminiscin' can do a lot of good.

Read it, read it, read it, ooo! Wait, I haven't read that one. I hate that author, never mind. Read it, not worth a read, and I've read that too...

WAIT! Is that the new book on fears from Dr. Crane?! Well, it was new a decade ago, actually. But I waited forever for this to come out! Well, I turned to crime before it actually came out but still.

I grabbed the book and sat down next to my friend. Dang, these chairs are a lot more comfortable than I expected! Maybe this trip will be better than expected. I smile at (y/n) before opening my book and beginning.

The next thing I knew, I was upside down on a chair, and I'd just finished the last page of Crane's nightmare tutorials. That man really does monologue like a villain. HA! Oh, shit, here come the giggles. The whole library is staring at me, oops! hahahahaha

Before the mean-looking librarian lady made her way to us, I grabbed (y/n) and got us outta there. Don't fuck with librarians!

[s1aiki]

A little Story I wrote, Idk I kinda like it

(Day Three, Hour: 9 hours since the day started)

(Elle POV)

(First Person POV)

Running. It was always running. Why, why running, out of all things? Out of all the things that I could have had to do every day, why was it the thing I hated most of all, running? I’m not any good at running, so why did everyone else say that I would be the best one to run to the stores in town each day to try and find something that had survived 'it'. Obviously, nothing other than the people or things that were in the bunker survived, as expected, but everyone said that it would be good to check everyday for up to a month.

Whatever, I should probably be getting back now, I gotta make sure no one tries to kill each other. I still don’t understand why no one else made their own bunkers, maybe if there was another one we wouldn’t have to put people into the same building for maybe even up to a year with their bullies, or just people that they had a bad past with. No matter how I look at it, some people really are just dumb.

Sure, there are some people that I do enjoy being stuck with, like Nichole and Violet, but I feel like it’s kind of a waste to help people like Makenzie and Bella, who were just all in all jerks and bad people. They had bullied me and my friends all throughout middle and high school, and yet the second they learnt about the fact that ‘it’ would be happening, they came running over, begging to have a space in the bunker. Maybe if I learnt how to not be nice to every single person I meet, I could have turned them down, but of course, me being me, I just smiled and let them in. Luckily they were the last people, because I fear that if more people came to try and get in we wouldn’t have all fit in such a tight space.

Anyways, I better have not forgotten the password like last time, I’m almost back to the bunker. That was so embarrassing, having to call Liz to let me in. Liz is okay I guess, she’s not a bully like Makenzie or Bella, but me and her have never really been friends, but recently because of *certain* living situations, we’ve hung out quite a bit more, and she seems really.. Nice? No, that's not it... Cool? I guess she is pretty cool. And she always tells off people like Makenzie and Bella, so that also makes her cool I guess?

Whatever, I’m almost back, this is the road that leads to the bunker. I can’t even remember how many times I’ve walked down this road, whether it be on patrol, like recently, or building the bunker and taking breaks to go to the 7 11 down the road, to buy some drinks and cool off. The chashires there were pretty nice, but none of them lived in Brooke, they just came here to visit their families over breaks and needed a job to make a little bit of cash before they went back. I don;t blame them though, I’ve worked plenty of part time jobs to save up for things in the bunker, and other things. It’s nice having a bit of extra cash around the house, it makes sure you know you’re gonna be okay, and you have extra money in case something bad ever happens.

Alright, I’m back now. What was that passcode again... 4847045? Or 4857056? Wait no, it was 4747085.. Right? Ugh, I’m just gonna check. 4...7...5... (BEEP). Alright, next one. ..8..9...3...6.. (Click) alright, that's the right one then! Haha, and I even managed to keep it on tune with my playlist! My music always seems to be on time for weird things, like when the first sirens went off, my phone just randomly turned on and started playing one of my favorite playlists, as if to try and comfort me. I guess it’s kinda cool? Whatever-

Ugh, why is it so loud here? Right, this isn’t my house. This is the bunker, with about 37 people in here. I’m still not used to having so many people here, especially because I barely knew half of them, and were on bad-ish terms with about ¼ of them. What the heck are they even fighting over this time, someone taking someone's shoe? No one other than me, Liz, Miss Jackson, and Derrick and Gabrial have even gone outside, who cares about a shoe you aren’t gonna need for a few more months? Besides, they aren’t even that expensive anymore, you can just walk into a shop and take a pair of shoes from the stand. It literally costs you nothing.

“Hello Elle, welcome back!”

Ahh, Gracice. The youngest person here as far as I know, she’s about 6 years old? She lived with Miss Jackson for a while, but now they both live here, so we all are in charge of taking care of her. She’s a really sweet girl, and quite smart for her age, so I see no problem in keeping her here and raising her ourselves. She doesn’t really understand what happened, so she’s a good person to talk to when you just need an escape from this reality. She loves showing everyone her drawings of them, and for some reason always has candy and flowers, even though she hasn’t been outside in about four, almost five days now? Who really knows at this point, I’m just tired.

“Hello Gracie, how are you today?”

I suppose it is only right to talk to her if she starts a conversation, she’s a nice kid, and she doesn’t know that all I want is to get in bed and sleep until the world goes back to normal, or as normal as it can be after everything that has happened recently. It’s not her fault, she's not a mind reader, and she’s still a little kid, so she doesn’t really understand why everyone is so aggravated recently. I swear, some people look at each other like they want to tear them apart recently.

“I’m doing really good! I Made a drawing of me and Mommy, and I made some cookies with Nikki and Becca! They tasted really good! What did you do outside today Elle?”

Cookies? When did they get the ingredients to make cookies? Whatever, that kid is magic, I swear. No matter how long she’s been inside, she still looks like she's been playing in the sun all day, and always has random things that I have no idea how she got or where she found, and whenever I ask she just says that she found them. Like, a few days ago she came up to me and just handed me a fresh tulip. I asked her where she had gotten it, because we don’t have Tulips in the indoor garden, and she just said that she found it. It’s kind of scary, but the kid never found anything bad, she just found cute little kid things, like crayons and paper, flowers, and food. It is still kind of scary, but she’s super sweet and uses everything she finds as gifts for everyone else.

“I just did the usual, check for cool things and people, walk around town to try and find useful things that I could bring back to everyone”

Eh, I guess it’s best to just tell her the truth, she’s gonna have to find out sooner rather than latter, so I think it’s best to learn about everything happening outside slowly, and not just say ‘oh yeah, someone tried to blow us all up so now we’re living down here and might be for the rest of our lives, yes even your life six year old child’.. There’s just something about that that seems a bit- intense. Especially for a six year old, who has almost no idea of what the world is like outside from their school and house, and obviously would be terrified by this.

“Ooo, didya find anything cool? Like a crystal? Or some toys? If you ever find some cool toys while you’re out on your cool scout-y missions, could you give them to me? We don’t have much here, so it would be really fun to have something to do again!”

I mean, what did she think I was going to do if I found some random toys while scouting, just find them and be like ‘oh look, some cool toys! I should keep these for 22 year old me, and not give them to the six year old that lives with me. Perfect idea!’. No, of course not. If I found toys I would give them to the little kids that live with me, because even if they are slightly traumatized by seeing some of their family get blown up by the government, They still need some sort of childhood that isn’t completely a sob story to tell all the little kids when they are (or if they make it to becoming) an old person.

“No, sadly I didn’t find any cool things on this trip. If I did, I promise I would give them to you and the other kids as soon as I got back though, I promise!”

I wonder if there are cool kids toys or rocks and stuff that I could find while scouting. So far most things had either been burned or hidden, so it would be hard to find something that wasn’t burnt to a crisp that was still in nice condition to play with. Whatever, I’m not lying though. If I find something like that, I will give it to the kids that live here, they just kinda deserved it a bit more than 22-year old me. I hope I can find something worth giving soon, she asks me the same question every day, she must miss her old stuff. I don’t blame her though, I miss my house and my stuff too, but now we just have to adapt to living like this, in a bunker, with about 34 other people.

“Awh, alright then. C’ya later Elle!”

Alright, I wonder what everyone else is doing. I can hear them from all the way up here, so I bet at least three people are fighting, and if my ears aren’t completely broken, it's probably Hanna, Fiona, and Jacobe. For some reason Jake, as some of us have come to call Jacobe, and the girls have daily fights about the stupidest stuff, and then just forget about it in the next few minutes, and then the cycle repeats about three-six times a day. It can be really annoying, but it is what it is, and you just kinda get used to it after spending so much time around the two of them. Sure, I’m not saying that it's fun to deal with, but after a while it just becomes background noise. Whatever, I should head downstairs to everyone else now, if I don’t wanna miss lunch.

I can’t believe I let all these people into my house, but I got myself into what I got myself into, so it is what it is. Can’t wait for another day...

Day One: The Bunker - Part One: Hello... Completed

(Alright so this is a Picrew I made, but this just kinda shows what Elle looks like lol)

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#my writing #writers on tumblr #writing #short story

[riskeith]

ooo! how was playing? what do you think about the event? i’m really enjoying it actually... always nice getting new daily things to do hehe.

yeah i think everyone knows The Cover now. i still can’t believe they did that... not complaining tho... oh really? you’re absolutely right and judging by the way they’re taking the story it seems like those two will have a lot more growth to their relationship. who knows maybe we’ll even get a part where bakugou apologizes or even talks about their past etc. one can only wish. YEAH i’ve seen both the movies and i love them!! they’re super fun and such a nice break from everything that happens in the anime sjskjssk kiribaku in the first one was so gay i.... we get it boys y’all in love fhjsjdjfk (THE SIDEWAYS TODOBAKU SMILE... one of my favorite moments ever) i am all caught up now.. waiting for s5... :(

no clue!! it’s just my theory so it might be wrong. the blue one was cute too so was the pink one.... they’re all cute why do we have to pick just one :( HEY you do know how to draw 😡 pretty amazingly too! but i’d love to see that in your style chongyun is so precious.. <3

omg i gotta hustle hard for AR 35 then i already miss him. i’m at 26 now and god.. it’s getting more and more difficult i can’t imagine how it is at like 45... 😭

oooooh!!! honestly barbara healing is godsent if you don’t get him you should consider it (hopefully you do though!!) IVE SEEN VIDEOS OF OCEANID AND HE LOOKS SO SCARY CLUNA.... no thoughts head empty only boy scouts party. looking at others with amazing parties: ok but do you have boy scouts party?

i mostly have sword users! but like i mentioned i’m starting to fall in love with book users (and even bow users) shskfhdkd so i might consider investing in those some day idk they just shoot of attacks and it’s so sexy. no hands dirty. ningguang seems so op 😭 plus geo is so nice!! like an all around element.

HE’S TALL? he has a short person voice...

i’m making a twitter i wanna see some fluff 😭 wait really? even this fandom is shit? why 😭 i sometimes see yt comments and the thing i’m iffy about is how people talk about spending money on it etc but is there more?

i’ve never heard anyone do that that’s so interesting!!!! do you write it down in the same doc and then delete it or do you write it separately?

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS!!! i’ve had so many ideas come to me before bed and i always think that i’m gonna remember them but i never do it makes me so upset. especially if it’s an idea of how to continue a story i’m stuck with... god it’s the worse. writer things 🤪

“stan loona” aka bane of my existence. i don’t usually tell ppl i used to stan because of that reason sksksj. god that was the worst sheesh. anyway. yelling at ALL of these!!! ofc i know daddy issues slowed!!!!!!!!! it’s like one of the most popular slowed songs we’re all just a sad horny bunch loving sexy vibes huh. i listen to slowed songs a lot when i write actually it sets the mood. it doesn’t even have to be anything racy sometimes it’s just calms you down. do you listen to music while you write? also i don’t listen to any of those you mentioned except troye 😭 i’m sorry 😭 but if you’re have recs i’d love to hear them ofc!!

“after school” time that’s so cute. it reminds me of when you’re younger and you run back home and eat a snack and watch cartoon (i say that as both of us still watch cartoons... yee) speaking of crying; would you consider yourself a crybaby? (such a random question hskshdjdfhhd)

before i leave; let me blow your mind with a little something... https://twitter.com/primo_fates/status/1347780975078506496?s=21

hehe... mwah. ;)

it was good!! i tried to get some ominous masks and weathered arrows, but drop rates are always shit lolll. and i think the event is alright! i don’t love it but yeah as you said it’s fun to have something more to do every day.

ikr omg... it’s such a good cover LMAO. omg a bakugou apology 😩😩. what did you think of deku vs kacchan part 2?? i regularly rewatch clips of it and cry LMAOOO god bakugou.. “why did i become the reason for all might’s end?” heart broken wow. NICE!! yeah i remember everyone freaking out over the kiribaku scenes in the first one and honestly,,,, how else do you explain it LMAO. (AND THAT SIDEWAYS SMILE!!! holy shit i watched the movie like the day after i got into todobaku and that scene obliterated me.... absolutely destroyed!) aw nice! but yeah now it’s just the waiting game i guess lol welcome to the club 🤪

IKR??? i saw the “once you pick one the others are gone” and i was just nooooooooooo whyyyy. you can’t give us all these options then don’t actually give us an option 😭 AHAHA thank u but i always joke that i can only draw well like once every 10 tries so... yeahhh we shall see! i have this thing envisioned in my mind but i am unable to execute it fskhfkdsjfs

yeah omg when i reached 45 i was like “wow i’m gonna have to do the ascension quest soon” but it’s taking me so long to reach ar 46??? yikes how am i meant to get the experience with no quests fkhdsfkjsd

i use barbara a lot in the fire domains and with the pyro regisvine!! it’s kinda funny that i’m bringing a level 40 into a level 70+ fight LOL but yeah she’s good! AND YEAHHH OCEANID LEGIT GIVES ME NIGHTMARES I JUST. as soon as i had an actual team that could beat it i grinded it as much as i could before my world level went up and it became impossible again.... but since mine might go up again soon maybe i should grind some more... and maybe i’ll be able to level up both xingqiu and barbara lol. EXACTLY!! can they pls interact in game somehow omg.. we need a bennett story!! and more razor!!!! and chongyun too!! i forgot he hasn’t actually appeared in game hfsdkjfds. and ofc xingqiu <3

fdfjlsjfs are you gonna go from a no long range team to an only long range team ahahah. and you like geo??? omg no... i hate it bc it’s so like. inert FHKDJFSD. but i guess the shields are really nice!

HE’S 172 CM!!!!! he has a baby face too so it’s pretty wild fhskdjds

ooo wdym how they talk about spending money? i don’t really look at youtube comments tbh lol. and i haven’t really seen people talk about spending money much on twitter? tho some content creators i follow open commissions for money for the gacha fhsdfksj. if you do end up joining genshintwt i hope you have fun!! 

same doc and then i delete! but sometimes if the plan is really long i’ll make a new doc so i can see both at the same time (but recently i’ve just been opening the same doc again so i can see both that way lol). do your dotpoints go into the same doc as your writing one?

LMAOOO yeah i’m always like “hnghhh okay it’s fine.. i will Remember... trust myself” and then i never do and it’s just like welp goodbye to that amazing idea. but also bc it was thought up at such a weird time maybe it isn’t actually that good after all LOL

oh nice!! yeah slowed songs are soooo good. and i usually do listen to music! it’ll depend on what i’m writing bc i like the songs to have a similar vibe, but sometimes it’s too distracting so i put on lofi or something so there are no words ahaha. oh rippp LOL! hmm well badlands by halsey was my klance/voltron album writing soundtrack for a really long time.. i wrote a few fics with that in the background i think! melanie martinez’ k-12 album has a whole free movie to go with it! if you wanna check that out. bastille’s pompeii was really popular but i also really like flaws and of the night from them.. a lot of these are older bc i don’t listen to new stuff fhsdfkjds. and hmm pentatonix (they’re an acapella group!) do a lot of covers so maybe you can find one of a song you like and check them out that way? ahah that’s a lot feel free to not listen to any!! no stress at all lmao

oh fun fact melanie has a idk what to call it character? and song called ‘crybaby’! so very coincidental you asked. but yeah i think i am? LMAOOO like if i’m alone in my room watching something and it’s sad i Will Not hesitate to cry.. like sometimes you just gotta get it out you know? and sometimes maybe it’s a little boy singing a korean cover of colours of the wind but it’s so ethereal you just burst into tears but that’s fine! FHDSKJFHDSFKJS. how about you?

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD!! i legit. my jaw is dropped. i. oh my god 😭😭😭😭😭😭 FHSJFKHSKDJF1!!!! 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 this is so atmospheric and cosy and warm 😭😭😭 i can go at peace now.. fhskfhdsjf

thank you always!! - c.r. xoxo

#marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Three Hundred Nineteen: Been There Before ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino, Uzumaki Naruto ] [ SasuHina, blood ] [ Verse: A Light Amongst Shadows ] [ AO3 Link ]

He’s still figuring out this whole...Rinnegan thing.

One moment he’s with Naruto on an S-rank mission - something he never thought he’d have to do after having reformed the police force. The roles of shinobi have been changing since the end of the war, but...well, there’s little ignoring the power he wields, and just how necessary it can be.

The next, attempting to use space-time to flicker from a blow, addled by a heavy wound...Sasuke finds he’s no longer at the battlefield.

In fact...the sudden change leaves him so confused, he just sort of...stands there for a moment, clutching the wound in his side and looking over his surroundings. This...isn’t where he was just fighting alongside Naruto. In fact, he doesn’t even hear any sounds of conflict anymore.

And after a moment to really think...he realizes...he’s been here before.

He’s in Shi no Mori...the forty-fourth training ground where he and the rest of team seven took their second chūnin exam…!

What on earth…?

Spreading his senses, he does indeed feel the life forces of all the deadly beasts that roam the grounds. But alongside them, he finds human chakra signatures.

And...wait...is that…?

Brow furrowing, a hypothesis begins to form...but he’ll gather more evidence first.

Following one particularly-familiar aura, Sasuke keeps hidden in a cluster of undergrowth, one hand on his sword hilt.

...it is him.

Gaara.

But this isn’t the Godaime Kazekage Gaara. This is genin Gaara, flanked by his siblings and facing a squad of Ame shinobi.

...he’s in the past…

Apparently he needs to work on controlling his space-time ninjutsu. He didn’t just dodge that attack...he dodged several years. And in reverse! Well...all he has to do is hop forward and find the right time, and -

...wait a minute.

A spike of chakra flares to his left, and Sasuke gives it a wide-eyed look. Beyond the bushes, Gaara crushes his enemies, and even his siblings’ signatures reveal their revulsion.

But this chakra...he knows this chakra.

There’s a moment of tension before the Suna team takes their leave. For a moment, Sasuke watches them go. He’d almost forgotten how ruthless Gaara was back then. Funny how much people can change…

But now to the other matter.

“T-that was close…!”

“I...I-I never thought someone would...would…!”

“It’s quite unsettling, but...also the reality of being a shinobi. Part of these exams is to test if we truly are ready for such realities.”

“But still...Shino-kun...weren’t you even a l-little bit scared?”

“...I was. But we’ll be fine, Hinata. We’d best get going. The sooner we reach the end of this exam, the sooner we’ll be safe.”

“But we don’t know what the last exam will be!”

“Kiba, keep your voice down. Do you want those three to come back?”

“N-no way!”

“...come on.”

There’s a rustle, and the four signatures - one canine - begin to fade.

...he really needs to get back...and yet…

He never had the chance to know her back then. He’d been so consumed by his goals, such a quiet person had largely escaped his notice. But here she is...so small, so...different. The Hinata he knows now is still quiet...but far more confident. More tested.

Maybe he’ll just...stick around a little longer. He doesn’t have any memories of his wife from this era. Perhaps he’ll just borrow a few. But he can’t be seen...he can’t know what kind of paradoxes his presence might bring if he’s noticed. So, he’ll lay low.

Besides, he’s technically still wounded...he needs to find a place to patch up, and rest to regather his chakra enough for a jump back. So, in the meantime...he’ll just -

...wait…

...what day is it? Maybe if it’s early enough...maybe if he’s jumped far enough back...he could find Orochimaru, and just -!

No...no, he can’t interfere. He’s made his choices - changing them now may very well make his current existence obsolete. Time is a finicky thing...he can’t afford to go tinkering with it. But oh...the things he could tell his younger self. The heartache he could spare that poor lonely boy…

Sasuke’s head bows, having to physically fight the temptation. It wouldn’t just be himself he could save...how many were hurt, and killed, by the viper and their schemes? The third exam brings the coup with Suna, the attack against Konoha…

...and yet…

He heaves a curt sigh. There’s no time to even consider it. The past should remain the past. For now...he has other priorities.

Finding an alcove, he lifts the torn material of his shirt to bare the injured skin of his side with a hiss. It’s not too deep...but he can’t let it get infected.

Good thing he always comes prepared.

From his leg pack he draws a small canister: a poultice Hinata made for him only a few days ago. Careful fingers reach in and retrieve a smear, carefully painting it over the wound before applying gauze and winding it in place. Well...it’s hardly the patch job he’d like, but that can wait until he gets home.

For now, he needs to rest and let his chakra pool rejuvenate.

Nearby, he catches several fish, skewering them and cooking them over a katon-started campfire. The same strategy he and his team used...and may very well be using now. Some food will go a long way in rebuilding his energy.

Once that’s done, he covers his tracks and starts to move, following his senses to another campsite.

He’s never really paid Hinata’s teammates much mind. Kiba’s just another loudmouth, too reminiscent of Naruto to really invite the Uchiha’s company. And Shino is just...well, Sasuke respects him well enough. But he’s too similar in the sense that both can stand in complete silence and not say a word. Needless to say, any meeting between them has been rather useless in actually getting to know one another.

Perching far up in a tree above them, he cloaks his chakra and just...watches for a bit. At least he’s technically resting

“Are you sure about those mushrooms, Kiba-kun…?”

“Yeah! My mom cooks ‘em all the time. Trust me!”

“Many fungi that are edible also have near-duplicates that are deadly, or at least toxic,” Shino rebukes, adjusting his glasses. “We must be absolutely certain…”

“Gah, you guys are a bunch’a worry warts! I’m tellin’ ya, they’re fine!”

“Maybe we should, um...find something else to eat...j-just in case…”

“Don’t tell me you’re doubtin’ me too?”

“I just...d-don’t want us to get sick, Kiba-kun. There’s already enough to worry about in here...right?”

Sasuke quietly scoffs to himself. Leave it to Kiba to be so stubborn. Hinata and Shino are right...it’s a stupid thing to take a risk on in a place already so determined to kill you.

“Well we gotta eat something...if you guys don’t like my idea, come up with one yourself!”

“Fauna would probably be safer than flora...at least with more animals, they have ways to warn you if they’re v-venomous.”

“That’s true. Kiba, you’re able to make traps, right? We’d best try that.”

“Yeah, yeah...does that mean we’re makin’ camp here? Cuz we’ll have to wait for something to get caught. And no use in trying to circle back - I bet we’d never find our way in this place…”

“I suppose we can. And we’ll need to take shifts sleeping - someone should be awake at all times to keep watch.”

As the team figure out dynamics, Sasuke dozes, feeling his energy levels slowly rise. Another few hours, and he’ll have the chakra to leap back to the present. Well...his present. It’s a bit of a relative thing, after all.

They catch a few small animals to skin and cook, talking quietly as the day fades. Hinata offers to take first watch, with Kiba next, and then Shino.

“Be sure to use your Byakugan when you can. We can’t know what direction a threat might come from.”

“R-right! Don’t worry, I’m ready.”

...oh crap. Wait -!

He can sense her flare in chakra, and Sasuke knows: there’s no hiding from her kekkei genkai. And he has no idea what her range is at this age - only that his Hinata can see ten kilometers in one direction. He needs to shunshin, and fast…!

“...huh…?” Turning, Hinata looks up the tree they’ve made camp under, narrowing her focus. That’s funny...she could have sworn she saw someone, but...there’s no one there now…

“Everything okay?”

“...yeah. I just thought I saw…”

“What?”

“...never mind.”

Stumbling a few steps, Sasuke takes a moment to regain his sense of balance. Jumping that far really does a number on his equilibrium...and...whoa.

...looks like he missed one hell of a fight.

Craters dot the landscape, which is bathed in twilight. He’d recognize the impacts of Rasengans anywhere.

Speaking of which...where is -?

“OI!”

Grunting, Sasuke bows under the weight of Naruto tackling him from behind. “Get...off...me…!”

“Where the HELL have you been?!” the blond screeches, shaking him like a ragdoll. “I been lookin’ for hours, ‘ttebayo! I thought you were dead somewhere!”

“No...just took an unexpected detour.”

“Huh?”

“Guess I still need some practice with the Rinnegan...went to jump from an attack, and ended up miles away...and in the past.”

“WHAT?!”

“Look, I’ll...explain on the way. I’ve got a wound that needs tending, and we need to report back. I take it you resolved things…?”

“Of course I did! Told Kakashi-sensei I wouldn’t need ya...but I didn’t think you’d up and bail on me!”

“I didn’t bail! I told you, the Rinnegan -!”

“Yeah, yeah...excuses, excuses.”

“You want to hear the story, or not?”

“...okay, yeah, I do. Let’s get going.”

“So, I think you saw that blow that threw me up in the air a few hundred feet? So on the way back down, I…” Footsteps carry them from the battlefield, Sasuke recounting his little misadventure.

But he really can’t wait to tell Hinata who he saw.

                                                            .oOo.

     Well, it had to happen eventually: some time travel shenanigans, woo! In reality I'd like this topic to be one I'd write, well...MORE with, but dailies have to be kept a reasonable length, so...maybe I'll do a proper oneshot or a short series on it someday after the year is over. We'll have to see! Because Sasuke ending up meeting a past Hinata is a really cute idea. Buuut for now, this is all I have the time and energy for ;w;      So on that note, I better call it a night! Thanks for reading~

#sasuhina #uchiha sasuke #hyūga hinata #inuzuka kiba #aburame shino #uzumaki naruto #blood // #a light amongst shadows [ canon verse ] #365daysofsasuhina

[hunnywrites]

Growing Pains: Chapter One

Summary: Life is hard when you’re about to turn 18. It’s even harder when you realize you might be completely out of love with your long time boyfriend, and you can’t stop thinking about the new boy in town.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove/OFC, Steve Harrington/OFC

A/N: Happy Stranger Things day everyone! I’m so excited for this fic! We all know I love an Arcade Dreams AU. This is gonna be taking place in the summer of 85, because we all know Billy deserves a nice summer instead of the one he got. I’m also gonna be giving a name to Steve’s mom because she’s gonna appear quite a bit and honestly @ the duffer brothers give us more content with Steve’s parents. It’s also the first appearance of Hopper! Teddi! I hope you all enjoy it!

It was Sunday morning. Well, technically afternoon. If Teddi cracked one of her eyes open she could see the sun trying to shine through the ugly, off white, checkered curtains that perfectly matched the ugly, off white, checkered wallpaper that she hated. Teddi squoze her eyes shut and willed herself to go back to sleep. She didn’t want to look at the little digital clock on the nightstand beside her. 

As Teddi snuggled further under the plushy, dark blue comforter an arm snaked around her middle. She smiled as her back met a warm chest she hadn’t realized her body had been missing so much. “Rise and Shine, Teddi Girl.” her boyfriend, Steve Harrington mumbled into her hair. He combed his fingers through it gently in an attempt to wake her up. Heather Holloway had just helped her dyed it. They had bleached Teddi’s sandy blonde hair into an almost platinum white color. Steve called her Casper when he first saw it. 

Teddi groaned and buried her face into her pillow. “Five more minutes.” she complained.

“It’s past noon!” Steve laughed. “C’mon, Ted, this is our last summer of freedom. We should be outside doing stupid, reckless stuff.” Teddi didn’t want the reminder. They had graduated from high school only two weeks ago. Steve seemed to be resigned in the fact that he had absolutely no idea what he was going to do with his life now. He was content with working at Scoops Ahoy. And while Teddi loved her jobs at the arcade, video store and public pool, she couldn’t help but feel scared. She had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. 

Teddi rolled over, her nose almost touching Steve’s. “If you let me sleep a little longer we can always do something stupid and reckless in here.” she let out a giggle as Steve’s cheeks grew a bit pink.

“When you put it that way…” he said with a teasing grin. Steve leaned in to kiss Teddi, but she jerked away when there was a knock at his door. 

“Steve, hun? You awake?” it was his mom. Teddi tried to get out of bed as quickly as she could, tripping up on the comforter and falling to the floor before she started to get dressed. “I can make you breakfast before you head off to work. Is Teddi staying?”

Teddi’s eyes widened as she stopped in her tracks. “Um...sorry, Mrs. Harrington! I gotta get home before my dad gets worried!” she called, jerking her cut off shorts on. It wasn’t that Teddi didn’t like Steve’s mom. Kitty Harrington was one of the coolest adults she knew. She was super trendy and threw some great parties. It was an added bonus that she usually let Teddi and Steve drink at those parties. Plus Kitty adored Teddi. Steve told her she said that Teddi had spunk. 

Steve ran a tired hand over his face. “It’ fine, ma! I’ll grab something on the way to work. I gotta pick robin up anyways.” he rolled his eyes dramatically and smiled over at Teddi.

She pulled on her top, a lime green t-shirt that she had cropped herself and gave Steve a look like he’d grown a second head. How could he be so calm? “She knows that I sleep over?” she asked. 

“Oh, yeah. She was cleaning my room and you kinda left one of your bras…” Teddi groaned. “I can get it for you if you want. It’s down in the laundry room. She uses that Snuggle brand detergent, you know with the little bear-”

“Steve.”

“...Sorry. Are you okay?” he asked, walking over to her. His hands rested at her elbows. “Ted, she’s not mad or anything. I mean, technically speaking we’re adults,” he reminded her. “I mean what’s she gonna do, ground me?” 

Adults, Teddi thought sadly. She didn’t want to be an adult. Teddi shook her head. “I’m fine, sorry. It’s just...weird. Can you give me a ride home?” her van was back home. After she’d gotten home from work Steve had surprised her, knocking on her window and convincing her to sneak out for the night. Only now it wasn’t really sneaking out, she supposed. How boring. 

“Well, wait. You wanna go get lunch or something? Catch a movie?” Steve asked as he got dressed. 

“I thought you had work?”

“I don’t really. Do you wanna go downstairs and have brunch with my mom?” he shot a teasing grin her way. Steve had a point there. As much as Teddi liked Kitty, she definitely didn’t want to sit there awkwardly with the two of them while they all three pretended everything was completely normal. 

Teddi smiled thinly. “Right. As much as I’d love to I have to get to the arcade soon. And I have to make sure my dad doesn’t like...flip his lid when he finds out I was gone all night.” it was sort of a lie. Teddi had work that day, but it wasn’t until later that night. She felt a little guilty blowing Steve off. Like somehow she was doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. But just because they were dating didn’t mean they had to be around each other all of the time, right? 

The disappointed look on Steve’s face made her feel even worse. “Oh. Well, that’s fine. Maybe next time.” they made their way downstairs, Teddi trying to almost hide herself behind Steve as they passed by his mother in the kitchen. 

“Bye you two!” she called sweetly. “Teddi, say hi to your dad for me!” Teddi winced a little, turning and smiling tightly at her. 

“Will do, Mrs. Harrington.”

“Honey, I’ve told you a million times. After how long you and my Stevie have been together,” she pinched Steve’s cheek affectionately. Steve blushed, brushing her hand away and muttering out a Ma, stop. “You can call me Kitty.” 

Teddi let out a nervous chuckle. “Right, sorry. Sure thing, Kitty.”

“Come on, mom. We gotta go, okay? I’ll be back later,” Steve pressed a kiss to his mom’s cheek and pulled Teddi along behind him and out to his car. “Sorry about her…” he mumbled.

“Don’t be. I love your mom.”

“Yeah, but sometimes I think she lays it on a little thick ‘cause you’re her chance at grandbabies.” Teddi’s head whipped in Steve’s direction. He hadn’t even noticed. He was turned, looking over his shoulder as he backed out of the driveway. Teddi couldn’t believe how casually he had said it.

“Grandbabies? We’re having kids now?” Teddi asked with a nervous laugh. 

Steve looked over at Teddi, his mouth opening and closing while he tried to figure out what to say. “...No. No. I mean...maybe? Eventually? Jesus, Harrington, you have to learn to keep your mouth shut,” he muttered to himself. 

If Teddi thought really hard about it she could picture herself marrying Steve. She could picture him getting a cushy job at his dad’s company and the two of them buying a house down the street from Steve’s parents. If she thought even harder she could maybe picture a kid or two with her blonde hair and Steve’s big brown eyes. Now she felt nauseous. Teddi rolled down her window, pulling a cigarette out of her small, black backpack and lit it. She took a long drag, resting her head against her seat and shutting her eyes. 

“You really should quit smoking.” Steve said.

“You used to smoke, remember?”

“Yeah, until they had that assembly and brought in that black pig lung. It was totally gross,” Steve flashed Teddi a lopsided grin when she let out a soft laugh. He reached over, taking her hand in his, squeezing it gently. “Listen, let’s not talk about this kinda stuff anymore, huh? We’ve got plenty of time for all that. I still am a kid. I don’t wanna have any any time soon.”

Teddi let out a breath of relief and nodded. “Deal.”

When they pulled up to the little cabin she lived in with her dad and younger sister, Steve turned to her with a smirk. “You sure you don’t wanna skip out with me for the rest of the day? Last chance, Teddi Girl.”

Teddi’s nose scrunched up as she leaned in and kissed him. “Rain check, okay? I promise. I just don’t want my dad to worry.”

Steve brushed some of her hair behind her ear. “Alright, alright. I’ll hold you to it.” Teddi said her goodbyes, kissing Steve again and heading up to the porch. The wooden planks groaned under her boots, signaling to those inside that she was home. 

Jim Hopper was lounged out in his recliner that sat in front of the TV just like he always was on his day off. El was perched beside him on the couch, the two of them snacking on chips and salsa while they watched some old Gilligan’s Island reruns. When Teddi walked in they both turned to look at her. El looked at her with this secret little smile of hers. Like she had known exactly where her older sister had been all night and was enjoying the scandal of it. Hopper frowned at his daughter. He too knew where Teddi had been, and he definitely wasn’t enjoying the scandal of it. 

“Ooo, Gilligan,” Teddi said, plopping down onto the couch next to her sister. “Which one is this?” she was ignoring the way that her dad was practically staring a hole in the side of her head. 

“They got superpowers from vegetables.” El said, shoving a chip that was nearly too big into her mouth. 

“Nice. I love this one.” Teddi grabbed a chip, reaching over to dip it into the salsa. Hopper grabbed the jar and held it away from her. The two finally made eye contact. 

“Where ya been, Ted?” he asked, eyebrows raised. He knew. Teddi knew that he knew. No point in lying.

Teddi shifted a little in her seat. “...With Steve.” 

Hopper groaned. It was no secret that he hated the fact that his two teenage daughters were dating. It didn’t help matters that Mike Wheeler and Steve Harrington were two of the most annoying kids he’d ever met. “Do you remember when you came to live with me?” he asked. “You were ten and you said that boys were gross?” 

Of course she remembered. Hopper had adopted Teddi eight years ago. Teddi saw it as an act of fate. She’d grown up with awful parents. They didn’t love her or care about her. Her father had some cushy job that she had never really understood. Something about working with the mayor. Hopper had been working homicide cases in the city. When Teddi’s father, Greg, had been discovered as the main culprit behind one of Hopper’s cases they’d taken him into custody. Now he was in prison for a long time with no sign of parole. There had been an investigation into her mother, Bonnie, and when the police discovered she was definitely not capable of raising Teddi it was decided she’d be put into the foster care system. 

“I think this is a sign, kid,” he had said. “We’re both looking for a fresh start. So what do you say?” Teddi had decided to take the leap of faith. In the short amount of time she had known Hopper he had shown her more kindness than anyone else she had known. Plus, she thought it was funny how grumpy he was. 

Now, Hopper looked over at his two daughters and sighed. “El, you mind giving us a second?” El didn’t need to be told twice. She knew Teddi was about to get one of his famous “Hop Talks”. She hopped up from the couch, shooting Teddi a sympathetic smile before disappearing into her room. Cindy Lauper started playing on the other side of the door. 

Hopper patted the arm of the couch, silently asking Teddi to scoot over. She moved closer, letting out a small sigh. “Dad…” 

He held up his hand. “Look, I get it, okay? You’re eighteen. You’re not a little girl anymore. You don’t need to ask dad for permission...as much as I absolutely hate it. And you and Harrington have been together long enough for me to know he’s not going anywhere any time soon,” he rolled his eyes. “But next time, can you give me a heads up? With as little amount of detail as possible. Just so I can have some peace of mind?”

“Sure, dad. I’ll leave a note next time,” she nodded. 

“See? I can be calm,” he crossed his arms firmly across his chest, grinning proudly. “No yelling. No banning Steve from the house. It’s a whole new Hop.”

Teddi snickered. “Yeah, Joyce sure has made a lot of progress.” she teased. All in all, Hopper was pretty easy to deal with. There were times when he could be the most stubborn man on the planet. And there were times when Teddi pushed his buttons as hard as she could. But they were family, and in the end they always worked things out. Even if sometimes it meant lots of yelling and telepathic tantrums on El’s end. 

Teddi was silent for a moment while she thought about her conversation she’d had in the car with Steve. “...Do you think I should marry Steve?” she asked.

Hopper choked on a chip. He sat up, coughing and sputtering. His face had gone all red and he had some tortilla chip crumbs in his mustache. “Do I think you should do what?! Why- why would you ask me that? Has he asked you?” so much for the new Hop.

“Nooo, no. He just brought it up. I don’t know...it freaked me out, I guess. And his mom says I’m her chance at grandkids-”

“That woman drives me crazy.” Hopper muttered. 

“She says hi, by the way.”

Hopper only grunted. “You know what? New rule. You and El aren’t getting married until I’m dead.” he said firmly. Teddi shot him a look and he let out a loud sigh. “I can’t believe I’m about to have this talk, because you’re only eighteen...but if Steve is the person you’re supposed to be with, the person you marry and settle down with, you’ll know it. I know you two think you’re in love now, and maybe you are, but marriage isn’t something you just do because you think it’s what’s right. Believe me,”

“The person you marry should be someone that’ll stick with you no matter what. No matter how bad things get. They’ll see the ugliest side of you and they wanna stick around. And they might drive you up the wall sometimes, but it’s all worth it in the end. That’s the kinda guy you need to marry. And if it’s not Steve then you’ll find him...but hopefully not ‘til after I’m dead.”

Teddi rolled her eyes. “Dad,” she groaned. Suddenly she felt jealous of El. She had that sort of relationship with Mike, and they were barely fourteen years old. At one point she might have thought she had that with Steve. Now she wasn’t so sure. “...Thanks. That actually really helps.” 

Hopper rested his hands behind his head, fighting a proud smile. “It’s what I’m here for.” 

“So you’re not mad? You don’t wanna ground me or something?”

Hopper chuckled. “Ground you? Do you want me to ground you?” 

Teddi smiled thinly. “I know, it sounds stupid when I say it out loud…”

“Nah. I get it. But you have plenty of time to be a dumb kid...although I’d apprectiate it if you could leave boys out of the mix.”

Teddi rolled her eyes and smiled. “Yeah, I bet. Do you mind if I take El out for a few hours before my shift?”

“As long as there’s no Mike,” he muttered. Teddi scoffed. “...Just make sure she’s home by curfew.”

Teddi gave her dad a thumbs up. “Deal. Love ya, Old Man.” she grinned over at him.

Hopper grumbled, once again trying to hide a smile. “Yeah, yeah. Love you too, Kiddo.”

---

Summer time meant the Palace Arcade would be jam packed with kids. It seemed like every game had a line of tokens left by kids holding their place to be next to play. Teddi was bouncing back and forth between the prize counter and the floor. If she wasn’t taking change for tokens or trading in tickets for prizes she was fixing broken machines, replacing empty rolls of tickets and even mopping up a chocolate milkshake that Bradley Andrews slammed down onto the carpeted floors after losing at Qbert for the fifth time that night. Teddi banned him from the arcade for a week.

Things had dulled down for a bit. A lot of the kids were starting to funnel out and to their parents who were parked outside waiting to take them home. El and her friends were still there. They were in the corner taking turns at Galaga. Teddi watched on as her little sister happily played alongside Mike. 

“Can I get some tokens?” Teddi looked over at the red head who was standing on the other side of the counter, looking up at Teddi expectantly. She dropped three bucks and some quarters onto the counter top. 

Teddi eyed her carefully, taking her change. “...You’re new.” it wasn’t a question. Teddi knew every kid in Hawkins. She had never seen this girl before.

The redhead gave Teddi a look like she had started speaking in a different language. “...Yeah.”

“Did you just move here or something?” Teddi asked.

The girl shifted impatiently. “We moved here Friday.”

“Ooo, from where?”

“California.” she huffed.

“Nice! I’ve always wanted to go there. How come you moved here? It sucks here.”

“I know it does. And you’d have to ask my step dad. He sucks even more than Hawkins.” she smiled a little when Teddi laughed. 

“Well, I’m Teddi. I’m pretty much always here,” she nodded over to where Eleven was. “That’s my sister, El. Her and her friends are around your age, I think. They’re pretty cool kids. I mean if you’re looking for people to hang around with.” she offered. 

“...Max. And I’m not really...I kinda prefer being on my own,” she explained. “But, thanks...I guess.” she took the tokens from Teddi and hurried off towards the Dig Dug machine. The bell on the door rang, and Teddi looked up to see Steve walking in. He was still in his Scoops Ahoy uniform. 

Steve leaned across the counter to kiss her, Teddi’s nose filling with the smell of waffle cone batter and butterscotch. She looked up at him with a happy but tired smile. “They’re putting you through the ringer tonight, huh?” Steve asked with a chuckle.

Teddi groaned. “You have no idea. I don’t think my night can get any worse.”

“Oh yeah? Well, what if I told you I stopped by the food court after work,” he held up a white paper bag. “And got you one of those giant sugar cookies you like from Mrs. Fields?” he grinned, waving the bag out in front of her. 

“I’d say, Steve Harrington, you are the absolute love of my life,” she sighed happily, snatching the bag from him. Teddi was sure that she had put on a good ten to fifteen pounds since the Starcourt mall had opened that summer. But it was hard to say no to a sugar cookie with sprinkles that was as big as her head. 

Teddi took a bite, her eyes shutting and her head falling back as she let out a content groan. Steve laughed. “Jeez, I don’t think I can even get those kinda noises out of you.” He teased.

Teddi felt herself blush. She playfully pushed Steve. “Shut up. I’ve had a long da-” she was cut off by the sound of a horn out in the parking lot. It was loud enough that everyone inside turned to look outside, trying to figure out who the culprit was. Whoever it was, they weren’t letting up any time soon. Teddi let out an annoyed groan. She stomped outside, her eyes landing on a dark blue Camaro that was parked directly in front of the door.

She didn’t recognize the guy that was honking. He was her age, but he hadn’t gone to Hawkins High. “Hey! Douchebag! Do you mind? Lay off the horn!” she yelled. The boy poked his head out of his window and fixed a glare in her direction.

“Bite me, Barbie. Why don’t you mind your own?” he spat. What a dick, Teddi thought with a scoff. He looked Teddi up and down before flashing what Teddi had to admit was a charming smile. It still didn’t make her want to hit him any less. “On second thought, how ‘bout you hop in and I’ll do the biting?” he smirked.

“How about I shove my foot up your ass you-” Teddi lunged forward, moving towards the Camaro. Before she could step off the curb Steve caught her by the wrist. 

“Eeeasy there, Teddi Girl. Just ignore him, huh? Hey! Come on, dude. Lay off the horn will ya?” Steve tried to reason.

“Aye, aye, Skipper!” he called back at Steve, saluting him mockingly. 

“Billy, will you cut it out?” it was Max. She was standing next to Teddi with a skateboard in her hands. “Let’s just get out of here, okay?” she walked over to the car, shooting an apologetic and bashful look back at Teddi.

“I said nine, Max. It’s almost nine twenty. Susan’s gonna throw a bitch fit at me because your ass can’t be on time.” Billy spat as Max climbed in beside him. He didn’t look back at Teddi or Steve as he peeled out of his parking spot and sped off. 

Teddi glared at the tail lights of the Camaro until they were no longer in sight. Steve let out a short laugh. “Jesus, that guy’s an asshole, huh?” 

“Huh? Oh, yeah. A complete asshole,” she let out a loud sigh. “I gotta get inside and start closing up. Thanks for the cookie.” she stood on her toes to kiss him.

“Sure, sure. Hey, how about that rain check for the movies tomorrow?”

“I’m at the pool in the morning. I’ll call you after and see?”

“Deal. I’ll see ya later, Ted.” he leaned in to kiss her again before heading back to his car. Teddi let out a long, tired sigh and went back inside. She was glad to be rid of the night from hell. Her body was practically begging to crawl into bed. 

Joyce Byers pulled up outside, honking her horn once and waving. Teddi waved back, saying her goodbyes to Will, Lucas, Mike and Dustin as they all filed out and piled into Joyce’s car for a ride home. Only El was left. “Who was that boy that was honking?” she asked, drawing imaginary designs on the glass of the prize booth. 

“I think his name’s Billy. There was a new girl, Max, in here earlier and I guess he’s her brother. He’s a total asshole.” Teddi scoffed, thinking back to their interaction. 

El watched her sister carefully, that secret smile appearing on her lips again. “Oh.” was all she said. 

Teddi turned to look at her with a suspicious expression. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“You know like what,” Teddi reaching into her back pocket, grabbing her keys and tossing them to Eleven. “How about you go turn on the van and stop trying to read my feelings, ET.” El only laughed, turning on her heels and hurrying out to the van. Teddi shook her head and let out a sigh. At least she wasn’t the only one that was intrigued by the new boy in town. 

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